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n3ptoonz · 5 months

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Can you do hdcs on MK1 men pushing the reader to a wall while kissing them?

randomly selected mk1 men hcs: how raiden, rain, smoke, shang tsung, reptile, and kung lao go about pushing reader to the wall while kissing them

warnings: suggestive (y'all horny freekie fucs) reader being a monster fucker mentioned 😈

these aren't bullet points. they're like lil blurbs for each character cause the bullets would've been awkwardly placed. otherwise, enjoy! part two here

quan ch- SIIIKKKEEE

Raiden

Raiden's kisses were always so gentle and sweet, like him, but when your moans poured into his mouth as your back hit the wall, a flip switched in his mind. His calloused hands roamed your body so carelessly, yet with such thought. Rough, yet with a soft touch. Fervent, yet patient. His hand was wrapped around the nape of your neck with such care like his lips weren't just at war with yours, but clearly that was no issue the way you pulled him even closer and tried your best to stay quiet. Who knew the Wu Shi Academy was a great spot for lowkey make out sessions?

Rain

You always knew Rain was a passionate lover. The same efforts and care he put in his magic and knowledge, ten times more went into you. So when he had you against the wall in his office, surrounded by his own creations and scrolls only you knew about, it was make out city. The way his lips molded to yours should've been illegal with how mesmerizing it was. His hands were no stranger to your hips; you were like a shiny antique on his bookshelf he cherished. If you dare to run your fingers through his hair while you kissed, you can and will get taken on this same wall.

Smoke

Smoke was always the kind of man to start slow/gentle and gradually become more aggressive in his ways. However, some things just drive him crazy. You drive him crazy. His patience went just like that, and now here you both are groaning and whining into each other's mouths. Your lips just looked so soft, they were calling his name in a taunting manner. Now, he's not so aggressive that you hit the wall harshly, no, the contrasting feathery touch of his hands gliding along your body to the hunger in his kiss was just enough to get both of you to the next level of passion.

Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung is only ever gentle with you. His aura was just so powerful in itself, all he had to do was walk you into the wall. He didn't need to push you against it to assert dominance. His eyes never dared to dart from yours, especially when you looked so cute trying to hold his gaze. If it were a third person point of view they'd think you're under hypnosis. One face caress and your lips locked with his. If you thought he was power hungry individual before? You haven't seen anything yet.

Reptile

Syzoth is a mystery. On one hand he's a romantic lover and on the other, his Zaterran instincts get the best of him. His abnormal strength always lead to him picking you up in some way shape or form, so here you were on the wall and straddling his waist all because he got excited. Being a monster fucker had its perks since his lizard tongue didn't change with his human form, and that didn't bother you at all. In fact, you welcomed it every time you kissed; once he figured that out he used to his advantage every time.

Kung Lao

Kung Lao is the type of man who was driven by pride, so he was bound to tease you to no end anytime soon. His kisses were usually feverish and slightly aggressive with a touch of a sweet side. Once he gets you on that wall from all that teasing and shit talking it's no different. Only the sound of heavy breaths, lips smacking, and clothes rubbing against each other filled the room every time it happened. He smirks into the kiss every. single. time. He refuses to let you slip away from him even for a moment. His hands have to always be on you, which especially isn't hard to do when you literally have nowhere else to go. But hey, any objections? Didn't think so!

a/n: if y'all want a part 2, you know what to do! (haha that rhymed)

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farfaras · 1 year

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Part 2.

What if Eddie moved on from thinking Steve and Nancy should get back together when Jonathan came back and saw how they’re actually destined to be together even tho they still have shit to figure out.

I know it’s a popular hc that Eddie and Robin clock each other immediately BUT I still think that as two queer kids in a small backwards town they’re more worried about no one finding out about them so they wouldn’t notice someone else. So worried about themselves that they (like straight people) also fall into the mindset of ‘everyone is straight until proven otherwise’.

What’s the result of this? Eddie seeing how close Robin and Steve are and thinking there must be something there. And because Steve is a little more affectionate than Robin, now Eddie thinks he’s pining after her.

“Why aren’t you and Robin together?”

“It’s not like that. She’s my best friend.”

“I don’t buy it.”

So now Steve has to put up with Eddie constantly going on about how Steve should just ask her out already, what’s he waiting for, she probably likes him back.

It bothers Steve to no end. He wished society had advanced enough to realize that men and women can be platonic friends without having to explain themselves.

A nightmare.

And Steve would never out Robin, so telling him the truth wasn’t an option. And he really wasn’t interested in dating anyone right now, so that was out of the question. What could he do to get Eddie to understand that him and Robin would never happen?

Then he remembered. It seemed so distant but Steve actually tried to tell Robin he liked her once. It was kinda embarrassing to think about now, specially because he saw Robin as nothing more than a friend now. He couldn’t even remember what having a crush on her ever felt like. And maybe he never even had one, shitty friends and shitty parents maybe warped his perception and then he couldn’t see the difference between platonic and romantic feelings. Well, that was for another day. He could tell the difference now. He thinks.

He could just tell Eddie about that moment in starcourt. He would just leave out the part about Robin having absolutely bad taste in girls. Foolproof. Eddie would leave it alone now.

“What? She just rejected you and then you decided to become her best friend?” He looked surprised, like the idea was impossible to understand.

“And I don’t regret it. She’s the best friend I’ve ever had.”

“You’re crazy.” Steve didn’t expect that.

“What do you mean?”

Eddie looked at him and his expression was hard to read. “You’re telling me that after being rejected you didn’t need time away? Just jumped to being a platonic friend? Despite your feelings?” He scoffed. “I could never do that.”

“It wasn’t that hard.”

“Now I know you’re lying. You still like her?”

Steve really tried to convince Eddie that he didn’t like Robin anymore. But no matter what he would say he didn’t believe him.

So Steve gave up.

Now he goes along with it. It’s easier. It stopped Eddie from trying to set them up or whatever.

Except it didn’t.

Now Eddie came up with the absolute great idea of making her jealous. Which was so so ridiculous Steve had to hold back laughter. He didn’t mention how much Robin had heard about past dates. This was beginning to amuse him just a little bit.

“How would I even do that?” Steve asked, curious as to what Eddie would come up with.

“You know? Let me think about this.” He made a show of putting his hand on his chin, contemplating. “Show up at work with some marks on you neck. You know, see how she reacts to that knowledge.” Steve knows how Robin reacts to that. Before Vecna, on his endless quest to find ‘the one’ (what a waste) he had some hookups. One time he went into work with one or two hickeys on his neck. Robin wouldn’t even bat her eyes, just would ask ‘who was it now?’ and then ask if he would see her again. The answer was no. Eddie didn’t know this.

“Yeah well, I really don’t feel like going on a date and hooking up with someone just to use it to bait a reaction. Seems kinda cruel to the other person.” Steve thinks that should be enough to shut this idea down.

“Huh. Maybe you’re better than me because I didn’t even think about that.”

Steve doesn’t reply, just snorts. And he thinks that’s gonna be the end of it. There’s nothing else Eddie can really do or come up with. Right?

Wrong.

“I could do it.” Did Steve hear that right? Huh?

“What?” Steve asked.

“Give you a hickey. It’s no big deal, really.”

If you asked Steve why he said yes. Man, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. He really doesn’t know! It’s like someone possessed him and he was moving his mouth, but it wasn’t him. Maybe it was because he couldn’t come up with a reason not to do it fast enough that would convince Eddie.

They were both sitting on the couch so Eddie just leaned in and started on a spot on the left side of his neck. Steve’s hand instinctively moved to the back of Eddie’s head. One wouldn’t think so based on its appearance but Eddie’s hair was surprisingly soft.

Suddenly there were teeth scraping his neck. Steve let out a noise that he hadn’t heard before. He accidentally pulled a little on Eddie’s hair, he was gonna apologize but Eddie didn’t seem to mind, he just hummed.

“Did you just bite me?”

Eddie pulled back and sneered. “Sorry. I let my impulsive thoughts win.” What does that even mean?

Steve was gonna ask if that did it but then Eddie moved to his lap, straddling him. “What are you doing?”

“Getting the other side?” Makes sense? Honestly his mind was getting a little mushy and was only focusing on Eddie’s weight on him. When Eddie leaned in again, Steve’s hands traveled to rest on his hips. Eddie’s on his shoulders to have leverage, his hips hovering now.

Steve tipped his head back to give him a little more space. With more space Eddie seemed to be satisfied with that spot and moved lower, however this next one was sensitive to Steve, he’s always known that. He was gonna say so but he couldn’t, Eddie was already on it. He let out a breathy sound and gripped Eddie’s hips tighter making him slam back on his lap. He thinks Eddie moaned, he’s not sure tho. “Sorry.” He muttered.

He didn’t think he’d enjoy this.

He did.

Maybe he should put a stop to it.

He hasn’t so far.

It went on a little longer. Some hands wandering. Some sounds uttered. Minds getting floaty.

He knew it was coming to an end when Eddie started leaving kisses to soothe the spots, he trailed until he got to his ear. Which he actually licked. It was probably to make a joke but it only made Steve shiver.

“I think you’re done.” Eddie said. He hesitated a second before climbing off his lap.

Steve knew he looked winded. Eddie tried to look casual but he’s known him for a while and could see that it was feigned casualness.

“Uh. Good.” Lame. Steve is lame.

Mike Wheeler was right because Steve Harrington is lame.

How is he gonna explain this to Robin?

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starkwlkr · 1 year

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Oh I love your baby Leclerc works and I have a request like before you jump onto baby no 2, wouldn’t it be amazing to have a one shot of the day ruby was born like how Charles reacted to holding her for the first time. His feelings as a father and a girls dad thinking he has a huge responsibility to live up to his daughter’s expectations. Something like that.

your daddy’s here | charles leclerc

this is so cute 🤍 my knowledge about childbirth is limited but since my sister had a baby in december and i was with her the day before she gave birth i’m just going to use that to write this 🧍🏽‍♀️

January 2019

Y/n and Charles waited for the results. While she was calm, Charles couldn’t contain his excitement. He immediately started picturing them as a family. Him, Y/n and their new baby.

“Okay, do you want to look first or how do you want to do this?” Y/n asked as the timer on her phone went off.

“I want to look together if that’s okay with you.” Charles say next to her on their shared bed. Y/n nodded and flipped the pregnancy test over. She gasped when she saw the words Pregnant’ on the small screen. “We’re going to be parents. Holy shit!” Charles yelled as he immediately hugged the mother of his child and started kissing her face all over.

“Wait, what if our child decides to be born on a race day?” Y/n asked once Charles stopped his kisses.

“I won’t race, simple. I’m going to be there in the hospital with you. You’re crazy if you think I’m going to miss our child’s birth.”

Thank god that didn’t happen.

September 2019

Charles had won in Monza. Y/n wasn’t in attendance since she was days past her due date so she stayed in Monaco with Pascale. They watched the Grand Prix on the tv. Charles even blew a kiss to the camera for his family back home.

Y/n’s doctor had told her the due date was September third, but Baby Leclerc was being stubborn. Yeah, they kept the gender a secret until the birth so everyone referred to their child as baby leclerc. Arthur was the first one to call the baby that name. With the Singapore Grand Prix happening in less than two weeks, Charles was getting nervous.

“Okay, baby leclerc, you have to come out soon.” Charles said to Y/n’s large stomach. He took the opportunity to fly back to Monaco to be with Y/n in case the baby decided to be born.

“They loves hearing your voice. Maybe they’ll listen to their father and come out tonight.” Y/n teased. It was like the baby was listening to her because the next thing she knew, she was in a hospital bed with Charles in a chair beside her.

He had texted all his family members many updates every five minutes. Everyone could tell he was ready and excited to be a dad.

“I’m going insane, Charles, I just want the baby out already.”

A painful and long labor was what it took for baby leclerc to come out. A girl was what the doctor announced to the couple. Charles cut the umbilical cord. He watched as several nurses took the baby girl and placed her on Y/n’s chest. He walked over to his two girls and watched in awe.

“She’s here, she’s actually here.” Charles kissed Y/n’s forehead. “You did so good, mon amour.”

“I think she wants her daddy to hold her.” Y/n smiled even though all she wanted was to rest. She didn’t want to miss the loving moment when Charles finally held his daughter.

“She’s so little. My little girl.” Charles carefully took the baby into his arms. Charles had always heard how first time parents are afraid of holding babies because they think they’re going to drop the baby. But not him, he would never. He held her safely in his arms, smiling down at her. “Hi, baby. I’m your papa.”

Y/n never understood how some adults could look at a baby and say ‘she looks like her father/mother’. It never made sense to her because the baby was just born, how could they find the resemblance? Now she completely understood what they meant. Their daughter looked exactly like Charles. Their nose shape, the mouth, it was all him.

After getting the baby all cleaned, weighed and measured, Charles couldn’t wait to hold his daughter again. The nurse handed the baby girl back to him and congratulated the couple.

“Do you have a name for her?” The nurse asked.

“I have a name, but I wasn’t sure if you’d like it.” He shyly said as he turned his attention to Y/n.

“What is it?”

“Ruby. Like your birthstone.” Charles said.

“Ruby. I love it. Ruby . . . Jules. Ruby Jules.” Y/n confirmed to the nurse.

“I like the name Louise too. Ruby Jules Louise Leclerc.” Charles added. The nurse nodded and excused herself. “Ruby Jules.” He said once more. He loved how it sounded.

“I know you wanted to make at least one of our kids after Jules.” Y/n kissed Charles’ cheek.

“We’re going to have more?” Charles chuckled. “With you I’ll have all the babies you want. We can give Ruby Jules all the siblings.”

“Some, not all. You try popping out a kid.”

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violetsarepurple-fuckyou · 1 year

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I WANNA TALK ABOUT GERARD AND YLFA FOR A MOMENT

Absolutely obsessed with the parallels between these two, and how Gerard is so much more aware of them than Ylfa is. Because Gerard is the only adult in the group besides Timothy, and his interactions with kids in general are making me insane, but especially with Ylfa because. She is. His fuckin. FOIL.

Gerard, the self-proclaimed coward, terrified of the animalistic nature that has been forced upon him meets this little girl in the exact same situation and she is so unfailingly brave. And that makes him want to be brave too. BUT ALSO! She is a LITTLE GIRL! She shouldn’t HAVE to be brave! She is a KID!

And now that we have seen Gerard’s story, it’s like.... HE WAS A KID TOO! And he still blames himself for getting cursed, says it was justified because he was being a prick, which frankly is on theme for Ylfa and Pinocchio both because all these kids are being horribly mistreated just to be conduits for morals when really none of that responsibility should have been on their shoulders in the first place, but like... now he’s an adult, and while there is part of him still blaming himself for it all he also has this subconscious understanding of FUCK that actually! Kids don’t deserve all that shit! I deserved to be happy (which feeds into his original not wanting to join the fight) and these kids DEFINITELY deserve to be happy!

And there is something so important to me about how Gerard is the ONLY person to be really paying attention to Ylfa, because everyone is like... sort of concerned about her, watching her do crazy things and that being all “aw, no!!!” when she says something insecure and self-deprecating, but the thing about Ylfa is that she is so SO good and powerful as the party’s tank and so everyone is sort of like, addressing when she talks about being a monster but NOT addressing the fact that she is literally breaking her own bones and letting herself get beat to shit!

And from the very first fight Gerard has been watching her take all the damage, and watching her believe she DESERVES it, and he keeps getting cut off or having her brush him off, but he keeps trying to say something to her about how she is a kid, and she doesn’t deserve any of the shit that has happened to her.

I don’t know, there is just something so important to me about how Gerard is an adult who already went through suffering and character development as a child. Because we are watching him have more character development through the times of shadow, learning to be brave. Because you need to be brave when the world is on fire. You can’t hide and let the children burn.

But Gerard also represents the knowledge that none of the rest of the heroes seem to have caught up on, which is that even if you need to be brave sometimes, it still isn’t fucking fair. None of them deserve what they have been put through.

That seems like such a small, unheroic understanding, but the way things are going it seems like it might be the most important realization of all actually. Cause like... what is bravery for if not to spare the innocent from things that should not have been fucking done to them? The knowledge that kids should be allowed to be angry when they are hurt, and should not have the morals and trials of adults shoved onto their shoulders is so fucking important.

It is so fucking important to have a group of heroes to save the world, and someone to look at them and say “You shouldn’t have had to.”

#prince gerard of greenleigh #dimension 20 #ylfa snorgelsson #neverafter #dimension 20 spoilers #gerard of greenleigh

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chonitopaz · 6 months

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You sighed to yourself walking up to the Gallaghers door hoping and praying that Fiona wouldn’t be the one to answer the door. You knocked twice before stepping back from the door pulling a pack of cigarettes out of your pocket lighting one. It felt like you were out there forever till the front door opened and you were met with site of Fiona.

You took a long drag off your cigarette pushing past her letting yourself in, “Before you say anything I’m here for lip.”

She nodded following you into the kitchen, “It’s good to see you.”

You turned to look at her for a split second before turning your head to the side not wanting to meet her gaze.

“I guess you’re not gonna talk to me?”

You sighed turning to look at her, “I have nothing to say, I basically told you all I had to say the last time I was here.”

Fiona chuckled shaking her head, “Can you at least tell me if we’re even still together?”

You stayed silent as you walked over to the ashtray sitting on the kitchen table putting out your cigarette, “You hurt me Fi.”

“I know and I feel shit for what I did and I miss you like crazy,” She said stepping closer to where you were standing fiddling with the hem of your jacket.

“Fi, please don’t make this any harder than it already is,” You said trying your hardest not to give in to the temptation of the woman standing in front of you.

You looked at her for a split second and you wanted nothing more than to kiss her, she looked at you with those big brown eyes wrapping her arms around your neck.

You inhaled deeply taking a step back because you were scared that if you stood there like that with her then whatever were to happen next you wouldn’t be able to help yourself, “You didn’t let me finish.”

You cleared your throat looking down at your hands fiddling with your fingers, “It’s hard enough being here being around you.”

You paused before saying your next words, “It’s taking everything in me to not grab you and kiss you, to take you upstairs to your room and have makeup sex with you.”

“Then why don’t you?” Fiona questioned with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

“Because then I picture Jimmy’s smug face and you kissing him which is what’s keeping me from doing just that.”

Fiona looked like it was taking everything in her not to cry, “Okay. Well are you at least still going to come to Carls birthday thing tonight at the house?”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea Fiona.”

“He really wanted you there. Look you ain’t gotta go for me just do it for Carl at least. Please?”

You really didn’t want to go because it was really hard being around Fiona. You can’t help, but thinking back to the night she told you her and Jimmy kissed. You wanted to say no or just tell her yes that you still plan on coming then just not show up, but then you started thinking about Carl and how much you really care for that boy.

You inhaled deeply running your hand through your hair, “Okay, I will for Carl.”

Fiona nodded shooting you a soft smile. You stood there awkwardly for a few moments, you were thankful though when you heard foot steps coming down the stairs. You turned your head to see lip.

“Yo,” He announced attempting to throw on a jacket.

You kept your gaze on your shoes trying your hardest keep your cool. Lip went over to the fridge pulling out some orange juice. He looked between the two of you with a raised eye brow.

“You guys all good?” He questioned looking at you then back at Fiona for a response.

“Yeah man,” you said.

Fiona nodded shooting lip a dejected smile.

“So where are you two off to?” She questioned trying to change the subject

“I asked her to help me with this piece of shit bike I got in yesterday. Figured I could use her mechanic knowledge.”

You couldn’t stop looking over at Fiona no matter how hard you tried to keep your eyes on anything else, they always ended up back on her.

“I’ll be outside,” You said abruptly looking over at lip.

He nodded, “I’ll be out there in one sec,” You heard him shout before you closed the back door.

“Pass me that wrench,” You said pointing over at the tool box beside you, still keeping your full attention on the mess of a bike in front of you.

Lip did as you said handing you the wrench, “You see what I’m doing here?” You questioned

“Yes boss,” He said with a slight chuckle.

Causing you to chuckle, while flipping him the bird. “Thanks for showing me this stuff. Brads been on my ass about this bike for days.”

“Anytime man,” You said tightening up one of the last screws.

“So you and my sister still on the outs?”

You stopped what you were doing reaching over for the rag next to you wiping off your hands, “Think we’re a little more than on the outs.”

Lip nodded taking the cigarette he had sitting behind his ear before lighting it, “You know she feels like shit for what she did, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this upset”.

You sighed, “I miss her I do, but I don’t think I can trust her.”

Lip took a long drag off his cigarette, “Look I hate to say this because she is my sister. I know she doesn’t have the best track record with loyalty, but I was there that night. She made him leave and she didn’t take it any further than the kiss.”

You inhaled deeply taking in what Lip said, you knew about Fiona’s past relationship endeavors and she was honest with you about everything, but you didn’t know if you were going to be able to take her back after this.

Lip chuckled bringing you out of your thoughts, “Cat got your tongue?”

You chuckled, “I appreciate what you’re trying to do. This is between me and your sister though.”

He nodded putting out his cigarette, “Just don’t dick her around, if you’re gonna call it quits just do it. It’s driving her crazy not knowing. Shit that’s all I’ve been hearing about for the past week.”

“I got it covered man,” You said patting his shoulder.

“And don’t worry even if things don’t work with your sister and I. You can still come stay with me every weekend champ. We also wanna let you know that we still love you very much,” You joked.

“Funny,” Lip said flipping you the bird.

You laughed going over to the tool box stealing one of Lips cigarettes, “You uh comin to Carls party tonight?” Lip questioned leaning up against the tool box.

“Yeah I guess I am,” You said taking a drag off your cigarette.

“Good.” Lip said.

As you and Lip entered the Gallagher house you started to feel a little overwhelmed, because you knew that people were going to ask questions pertaining to you and Fiona’s relationship status.

You took a deep breath only exhaling till you made it halfway into the living room, Where everyone was dancing around with beers in their hands. You were just about to make a beeline for the kitchen, when Debbie stopped you rambling about some girl she’s been seeing.

You chuckled, “Debs I just got here let me grab a beer before you unload your girl drama on me.”

Debbie groaned going over to the couch where Franny was sitting picking her up. You watched her as she disappeared up the stairs a little relieved to not have to play gay therapist.

You made your way into the kitchen grabbing one of the beers from the box off the counter twisting the cap off and tossing it to the side. You leaned up against the counter watching everyone dance around. You scanned the living room your eyes landing on Fiona, you smiled to yourself when you saw what she was wearing.

She had on a long sleeved V neck showing off a lot of cleavage and those damn leather shorts she knew you loved. You were almost positive she was wearing them to get your attention. You watched as her and V danced to some pop song you didn’t recognize, you couldn’t take your eyes off her you let your eyes travel down her body.

You wanted nothing more than to pin her up against the wall and mark her neck with hickeys. You set your beer down about to give in to the temptation, or at least you were until you heard someone clear their throat beside you.

You turned your head to see Carl, you smiled at him relieved, “Sup birthday boy.”

“Sup,” He said giving you a fist bump.

“You get the gun I asked you for?” He questioned almost causing you to spit out your beer.

“Dude your sister would kill me.”

He sighed, “I’m seventeen, she’s always got a stick up her ass.”

You chuckled passing the boy a beer, “Not a gun, but it’s something.”

He twisted the top off clanking his beer bottle against yours, leaning beside you on the counter. You let your eyes wander back to the brunette you cannot seem to get off your mind. She was still dancing with V laughing at something crazy the woman probably said.

“You and Fiona back together?” Carl spoke up.

You jumped a little forgetting that the boy had been standing beside you. “Uh no it’s kind of complicated.”

He nodded, “Do you still love her?”

You turned to look at Carl shocked to be having this conversation with the boy. You remembered when he was just a little kid running around terrorizing neighborhood animals and lighting things on fire, but he wasn’t that little boy anymore.

“Of course I do, things are just rough right now.”

“The thing with Jimmy?” He questioned chucking a little.

“Yeah the thing with Jimmy.” You said the man’s name leaving a bitter taste in your mouth.

“One thing you gotta understand Jimmy is like a roach. You think he’s gone, but he always comes back and he’s hard to get rid of. Fiona loves you though and she fucked up there’s no denying that, but I really think you should talk to her. Let her know where you guys stand because it’s really eating her up. Plus it would suck to not have you around.” Carl said taking a quick swig out of his beer.

You smiled at the boy ruffling his hair, “Where’d all this wisdom come from?”

He swatted your hand away rolling his eyes, “Growin up in this house you learn a thing or two.”

You chuckled wrapping your arm around the boy.

“So since I possibly helped fix things with you and my sister?” The boy questioned.

“I’m not getting you a gun dude.” You said before he could even finish his sentence.

The younger Gallagher smacked his lips wiggling his way outta your grasp, “You guys fuckin suck.”

You shook your head as you watched the boy disappear back into the sea of people in the living room.

You stood there still debating on whether or not to go talk to Fiona. After about two more beers, and a shot you eventually worked up enough courage to go talk to her.

She was still standing with V her back turned. You inhaled deeply as you approached her. V looked at you then at Fiona causing the woman to turn around. Her eyes went wide when she saw you, almost like she was in shock.

“Hey,” Was the only thing you could think to say.

“Hey,” She said nervously.

“Can we talk?” You questioned.

“Outside?”

You nodded while following behind her.

The two of you stepped out back shutting the door behind you. You sat down on the steps as you turned to look at Fiona who followed your lead.

“You came.” She said breaking the awkward tension that was very noticeable.

“Told you I wouldn’t miss it,” You said keeping your gaze on your shoes.

“Guess you thought I’d bale?”

She chuckled, “I had my doubts.”

Before you knew it the awkward silence was back. You looked over at the woman for a split second before averting your gaze back to the ground. Your eyes landing on a twig, you picked it up tossing it into the distance.

“Look if you’re not gonna talk I’m going back inside,” Fiona spoke up lifting herself up off the steps.

“I love you, Ya know?” you said barely above a whisper.

Fiona froze, “I love you too.”

“Then why? Why did you kiss Jimmy, I thought this shit with him was over?”

“I don’t know,” She said running her hands through her hair.

“What do you mean you don’t know?” You said trying your hardest not to raise your voice.

“We have history. Okay?”

You shook your head trying really hard to control your temper, “Fi I have loved you from the moment I met you. I’ve been there through majority of your past relationships, Jimmy’s a dick, I don’t know why you always fall for his shit. Am I just not enough?”

“You’re more than enough.”

You stood up getting off the porch, you reached into your pocket pulling out a cigarette from your pack. You inhaled deeply then exhaled watching the smoke dissipate. Fiona stood up making her way over to where you were standing.

“I know I fucked up, but I don’t wanna lose you. You’re the only good thing I got goin in my life right now.”

You took another drag off your cigarette turning to look at her, you felt her icy hand rest on your cheek as she looked at you with those damn big brown eyes that have always been your weakness.

You grabbed both of her hands, “Your hands are freezing.”

“Everything on me is freezing right now,” She said moving her hands from yours. You felt her hands slide into your jacket pocket’s causing your breath to hitch as you realized just how close the two of you were.

“Fi,” You said as the gap between the two of you was on the verge of closing.

“Hmm?” She hummed.

“We shouldn’t,” You said as her lips grazed yours causing your brain to go into over drive.

Before you knew it your lips were on hers, you wrapped your hands around her hips pulling her closer. Her hands made there way to the button on your jeans.

You pulled away abruptly, “I can’t.”

She looked at you confused, “Why not?”

“Because I’d be doing the one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t.”

Fiona shook her head, “I’m going back inside and you know what? You can take your ass home. I’m done trying to show you that I really do love you and that I really do care about you. I’m trying to be a different person, I’m trying not to fuck things up with the one person who has actually been honest with me, that’s actually treated me like I matter.”

“Guess I fucked that up though.” Fiona mumbled turning around.

You stood there as you watched her make it up the first step, too busy battling with yourself to even try and stop her. You took one last drag off your cigarette discarding it onto the ground. Your eyes were still on Fiona, you watched as she made her way up the fourth step stopping in her tracks, she turned to look at you tears streaming down her face.

It made your heart ache and for spilt second nothing else mattered. Jimmy’s smug face didn’t matter, you telling yourself not give in didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered right now was Fiona.

“Damn it,” You mumbled jogging over to the porch.

As you made it to the fourth step Fiona threw her arms around your neck, you let your hands find their way to her waist.

“I really do love you,” Fiona whimpered.

“I know and I love you too.”

Fiona pulled away to look at you as you brought your thumb to her cheek wiping the tears that fell, before bringing your lips to her forehead.

“Does this mean we’re still together?” Fiona spoke up her tone slightly uncertain, but hopeful.

You took a deep breath bringing your hands back to her waist. A small smile creeping onto your lips as you looked at the woman in front of you.

“Yeah I guess it does.”

You awoke the next morning to the sunlight shining through the window practically blinding you, you yawned looking around the room that definitely wasn’t yours. Memories of the night before flashed through your mind.

You rolled over only to be inches away from Fiona’s face. You smiled to yourself as you listened to the sound of her light snoring bringing back a sense of comfort that you didn’t realize you needed. You brought your hand to her face moving some of her hair behind her ear causing her to stir around.

“Stop staring,” Fiona said her voice a little raspy.

“I can’t help it, I forgot just how hot you look in the morning.” You chuckled wrapping your arms around her waist.

She groaned bringing her head to rest on your chest, “You know as much as I’d love a round three, I’m still pretty exhausted from the other two rounds from last night.”

“Ah giving up are we, thought Gallaghers didn’t give up?” You joked causing Fiona to giggle.

“We don’t.” She yawned.

You chuckled bringing your lips to the crown of her head, “I love you.”

Fiona moved her head to look at you with a soft smile, “I love you too.”

You brought your hand to Fiona’s cheek running your thumb across her bottom lip, completely mesmerized by just how beautiful the woman truly looked in the morning, even with bed head and bags under her eyes she still looked like a dream.

You couldn’t even deny that you missed mornings like this because to you and Fiona nothing else mattered. It was just the two of you too wrapped up in your own little bubble to care about anything else.

“You don’t know how much I missed this, how much I missed us.” Fiona spoke up her voice filling the silence in the room.

Instead of saying anything you leaned in till your lips connected with hers. The kiss was slow, but passionate although it did begin to escalate from there. Before you knew it you were on top of Fiona as your lips trailed down her neck, you were half way under the covers when you felt Fiona’s body jolt.

“Damn it Carl!” She yelled angrily.

You took that as a sign to throw yourself on the other side of the bed making your way out from under the covers. You looked over at the boy who was standing in the door way with a smirk on his face.

“Dude knock next time,” Fiona sighed running her hand through her hair.

“This mean you guys are back together?” Carl chuckled which only irritated Fiona more.

“What do you want?” Fiona snapped.

“Frank’s in the kitchen trying to clean himself in the sink again,” his smiling fading to a look of disgust.

Fiona groaned, “You guys can’t deal with it?”

Carl shrugged before walking off.

You chuckled watching as Fiona stood up picking your black polo jacket up off the floor throwing it on.

“Fuckin Gallaghers,” she mumbled.

You shook your head as Fiona tossed you your t shirt, “Man I missed gettin cock blocked by your family.”

Fiona huffed looking over at you with a sour look on her face as she attempted to get her sweats on, “Meet you downstairs?”

“Yes ma’am,” you said bringing two fingers to your forehead saluting her.

Fiona rolled her eyes letting out a slight chuckle, “You’re such a fuckin dork.”

“But I’m your dork!” You shouted as the girl made her way out of the room flipping you the bird.

As you made your way down stairs you couldn’t help, but smile at the familiar sound of the Gallaghers bickering. That was one thing you never thought you’d miss, you made your way into the kitchen adjusting your jeans.

“There’s the woman of the hour!” Ian was the first to greet you lifting up his coffee cup like it was a beer.

You chuckled attempting to make your way over to the coffee pot as you watched Fiona swat Frank with a news paper.

“So I guess you two made up?” You turned your head to see Lip who was coming down the stairs with a cigarette dangling between his lips.

You were about to answer the man until Carl beat you to it, “I heard them fuckin makin up all night last night.”

You nearly spit out your coffee at the boys comment.

“Yeah you guys are loud,” Debbie chimed in picking up Franny sitting her at the kitchen table.

“Alright enough,” Fiona said walking over to where you were standing as you pulled her into your side.

“Don’t you guys got somewhere to be?”

“Why got some more makin up to do?” Carl joked causing the other Gallaghers to burst into a fit of laughter.

“Bet you didn’t miss this?” Fiona said gesturing to all the chaos going on around you.

You turned your head to look at the woman, “Believe or not I actually did.”

Fiona chuckled shaking your her head, “How did I get so lucky?”

“I’m the lucky one,” You said pulling her closer to you kissing the crown of her head.

In that moment you felt like you were home because to you Fiona was your home and you were hers.

#fiona gallagher #fiona gallagher x reader #shameless #jimmy lishman #frank gallagher #veronica fisher #kev ball #lip gallagher #ian gallagher #debbie gallagher #fan fiction #ao3 #ao3 writer #wlw love #carl gallagher

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sprinklesdonut15 · 8 months

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Character Stuff I’m Personally Knowledgeable About

There are good and bad stims - By stims I mean that burst of energy or ticks that you usually hear about in autistic people. There are happy stims, nervous stims, etc. But sometimes they can be harmful, even if they’re happy, because in reality it’s kind of like an uncontrollable energy

Some people really hate their glasses - I have a mild prescription so I can afford to take them off. And I do. All the time. I push them up all the time. I can see every smudge. Every. Smudge. They get in the way sometimes. They get tangled in my hair. Glasses are annoying

Depression comes in waves - Most people I know have depression and most people know about it already. But for those who don’t - the internet isn’t lying about being happy while you’re depressed. And depressive episodes aren’t all the same, they can be different, like every episode for me doesn’t always mean I stop eating, just most episodes are like that. Nothing about it falls into one stereotype

Anything abnormal hurts - okay this one isn’t always true. Personally my feet are not how they’re supposed to be and I have to wear bigger shoes and either way it usually hurts. Walking a lot hurts. Anything about my body that isn’t normal usually hurts, even if it’s not visibly any different

Tinnitus is also annoying - I can tell you that the constant ringing fades. But I can also say that there are just like random bursts of awful ringing as if a bomb just went off next to me. Yes this is painful. It doesn’t last long but personally I can’t hear anything much while it’s happening either.

Some stereotypes are close to true - specifically adhd, you hear it’s more than just “oh look a squirrel” and while yes this is true and applies to me, I am still absolutely the “look it’s a squirrel” type. And the mood swings are crazy

Also in general when are girls (and yes the long list of transwomen and no binary folk etc) ever inconvenienced by periods in their stories? Y’all look that shit up especially you men everything you think you know about periods is probably fucking wrong

#writing #writing ideas #prompt #prompts #writing inspiration #character ideas #character prompt #character quirks

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takecareluv · 2 years

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NO NO OKAY imagine being sent to the er (nothing crazy js like a little health scare) and vinnies holding ur hand thru it all and comforting you while you’re laying there as they do tests and shit :’) hurt/comfort has quickly become my new fav trope and it’s js eeeek idk there’s something ab it that makes my heart go BFKWBFKWNDKWNDJENS🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

a.n. i feel you omg, there’s something about someone taking care of you and being worried about you when your sick/hurt that’s just: 🥺🥺💕 i’m soft. u know? i do wanna say i know nothing about allergic reactions, how to use epipens or any of the procedures that medics/doctors do for it so i apologize if anything i described was inaccurate. i kind of just went off my basic knowledge so there’s most likely something wrong. but i hope you enjoy this !!! i love ur request ideas my darling <3

the sesame scare || vinnie hacker x reader

you were currently in the hype house kitchen, messing around with everyone while vinnie streamed in your bedroom upstairs.

thomas had another one of his weird snacks that he was forcing everyone to try for his youtube channel.

you laughed at everyone's disgusted reaction until the camera was finally pointed in your direction, everyone waiting for you to try the foreign candy. you struggled to come up with an excuse on the spot, "oh um, i'm good. i'm not really hungry."

"c'mon y/n/n, just a little bite. we all did it." mia reasoned in attempt to persuade you.

"fine," you groaned. "but if i throw up i am never forgiving you guys," you joked, everyone in the house knew how much of a fear you had of throwing up.

"you'll be okay, i promise." thomas hummed, handing you the bite sized candy.

you shoved it in your mouth, wanting to get it over with as soon as possible so you can go back up to your bedroom and cuddle with hera.

the snack tasted absolutely horrid, but that was the least of your worries at the moment. you were more concerned with the feeling of your throat closing up and chest tightening.

you brought you hand up to your neck as you choked, gasping for air. everyone around you was laughing because they thought you were just exaggerating your reaction to the nasty taste for the video.

you tried to tell them you weren't okay, but the words wouldn't come out. you couldn't breathe, let alone talk.

all that you could get out was a raspy "help" before falling to the ground.

"oh my god, is she okay? what happened?" mia gasped, running to your side.

thomas was just as worried, throwing his camera onto the table, he kneeled down next to you, checking that you were still in fact breathing. "i don't know, but go get vinnie. now!" he shouted.

you could hear all the commotion around you, but felt too weak to move or say anything. you wanted to so badly to tell them you needed your epipen and everything would be alright, but all that was coming out were small wheezes in place of words.

how could you be so stupid? you always liked to forget the fact that you had a food allergy, and now look at you. you felt so bad knowing how much you were probably worrying everyone, especially vinnie. he was always so protective over you, making sure to check over menus before he made reservations to be sure you could eat at the place. he always did so much to make sure you were okay and safe. now he leaves you alone for ten minutes, and you can't even take care of yourself? you were so mad at yourself.

you heard the heavy stomps of someone running down the stairs and into the kitchen, who you assumed to be vinnie. “what did you guys do?!” you could tell he was fuming. “baby, are you okay? can you hear me?” he asked, panicking.

he could feel your pulse so he still knew you were alive and breathing, which made him feel the slightest bit better. you tried to reach out to squeeze his hand so he knew you were still conscious, but he stood up before you could. “what happened? what were you guys doing when she passed out?”

“well, I was having everyone try this gross candy for my channel and she took a bite and then this happened.” thomas explained, still confused on what was going on.

“fuck. lemme see it,” he snatched the candy wrapper from thomas’s hand, reading over the ingredient list. “there’s sesame in this, dumbass. she’s allergic. call 911.” vinnie didn’t give anyone time to respond before he was sprinting out of the kitchen and up to your room to grab your epipen.

he ran back down the stairs just as fast, and was back at your side in no time. “okay baby, you're okay. you’re gonna be okay. this might hurt a little bit.” he pressed the tip against your thigh, trying his hardest not to shake as he injected the needle and held it in place.

vinnie heard sirens closely approaching and immediately told mia to open the gate for them. his heart was beating so fast, he was so worried.

he swiftly brought you into his arms, picking you up bridal style, and carrying you outside to where the paramedics had just pulled up.

he carefully laid you onto the stretcher they already had out for you, watching as the medics rushed to wheel you over to the back of the ambulance, guiding you into it. vinnie hopped in the back after one of the women gave him the okay to do so, and they were on their way to the hospital.

vinnie held your hand the entire ride as the paramedics did their job and didn’t let go until the doctors were wheeling you into a room he apparently was prohibited from. he decided against fighting them on it, knowing it wouldn’t do any good and just delay you getting the help you desperately needed.

instead, he plopped himself onto an uncomfortable chair closest to the door you just went through. his mind was running rampant. were you going to be okay? god, what if you weren’t, he couldn't lose you. he couldn’t help but blame himself. if only he was there, maybe he could've stopped you from eating it. or done something sooner. but no one could have known, i mean how many candy have sesame in them? maybe a lot and he was just stupid, god how could he be so stupid. he was streaming like an idiot while you were passed out.

“vincent hacker.” he quickly stood up at the sound of his name, racing over to the nurse who called him. “y/n is up and okay. we still have to run some tests that might take overnight but then she’ll be good to go. you can come back and sit with her, if you’d like?”

“yes, please. thank you.” he replied kindly, feeling a sense of relief wash over him from hearing that you would be okay.

the nurse prompted him to walk down the hall and to the last door on the right, room 222. he smiled at that, knowing you would explain to him that it was a sign your guardian angel was watching over you in there, making sure you were okay.

he proceeded down the end of the hall and into your room to see you laid out on the hospital bed, still looking a little out of it. he admired you from the doorway for a moment, how could someone still look so beautiful in a hospital gown after just having a serious medical emergency? he swore you were an angel.

you finally noticed him lurking and waved him into the room, “hey, bub. how you doing?” you quietly rasped out.

“i think i should be the one asking you that. how are you feeling, baby? you okay? god, you scared me half to death.” he rambled.

“calm down, vin. i’m okay, i promise. i'm sorry for scaring you, i should’ve been smarter and checked the ingredients since i didn’t know what i was eating. i just forget sometimes.”

“you have nothing to be sorry for, baby. you’re okay now and that’s all that matters. i just wish i would’ve been there with you, and then maybe it wouldn't have happened. i promise i’ll be there to protect you next time.”

you didn’t feel like talking anymore, you still were running low on energy. all you wanted was to cuddle with your favorite boy. you always felt nothing bad could happen when you were in his arms, you felt safe with him. “lay with me, please.” you begged.

“of course, baby. you let me know if I'm hurting you though or if you want me to move.” he slowly joined you on the bed that was a little two small for two people, but you made it work. anything to feel him again.

you soon fell asleep comfortably wrapped up in vinnie’s arms, and stayed like that for the remainder of the evening and into the following morning until all of the tests were complete.

vinnie was right by your side each time the nurses came in to check on you and run tests. he held your hand every time they had to draw blood, knowing how anxious you got from it. he kept reassuring you everything would be okay, and praised you for how well you were doing. “there you go, baby, good job. you did so good. only one more and we get to go home, mkay?”

once the last test was finished and the results came back perfect, the doctor cleared you.

vinnie helped you up and out the bed, handing you a big t-shirt of his to change into, along with a pair of shorts. he aided you in untying your gown and throwing on the shirt overtop, and even bent down to help put your shoes on and tie the laces.

your heart melted at how sweet he was with you. “thank you for taking such good care of me, bub. i truly don’t deserve you.”

“are you kidding? it’s me who doesn’t deserve you. i love you so much, baby girl. you know i'll do anything for you. you deserve the world and more.”

you leaned further into his side, pressing a kiss to his cheek, unable to find the words to express your thanks.

“are you hungry? we can go get you something to eat before we head home. just nothing we sesame, alright?”

#vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker blurb #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker

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candycane969 · 6 months

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✨🎧🌆ROTTMNT DONATELLO HEADCANONS🌆🎧✨

made by me! candy! :3 no major spoilers

A quick guide!✨

💜 - Supported by canon (things that are pretty sure out there, maybe not confirmed 100% but yeah)

❤ - Kind of supported by canon (things that happened in the series that miiiight lead to some other stuff)

🧡 - My source is that I made it the fuck up (still trying to fit it into the character tho)

⭐ - Not sure if I'm taking this headcanon or not, but I do think It's pretty neat

💋 - Kinky! DISCLAIMER: Ive always seen the rottmnt boys (and April) in the age group from 17 to 19 and thats what I headcanon them as (as it is my own age group!). Ive seen the show and was fucking sure theyre my age and then a month or two later I was slapped in the face with thier actual age lol. I dont support any pedo shit, I also dont think minors can consent. Just putting it out there

Lets go!🌆💜🎧⭐✨

The 'Tism

• 💜 I think Its pretty fucking obvious that this boy is autistic, pretty much everything in the show supports this.

• ❤ Donny's headgear also works as noise cancelling headphones! He's often overwhelmed by background sounds and his gear makes it easier for him to live his life (either on missions or just spending time with his brothers and/or April). He still loves blasting his music on the highest volume tho. It's different when you consent to hearing your jams then when several people are talking at once and youre going crazy.

Tagging as kind of canon because he might have audio sensory issues because of his autism and you can reraly see him without the damn googles.

Different stims

❤ Foot stomping

❤ Hand flapping

🧡 Repeating a song/part of song over and over (yes, even if it has no words)

❤ Spinning on chairs

🧡 Pacing around the lab/the lair

• 💜 He knows ASL! Though It's never said in the show why he learned it, I believe that because he goes nonverbal often. Everyone in the lair can sign a bit because of that, but not everybody is too good at it. Donatello can communicate in ASL fluently.

Gender

• 🧡 Donatello never really felt connected to being "a men" and categorising things as "for boys" and "for girls" always seemed dumb to him. Shortly after Leo's coming out as a trans men (SURPRISE LEO HEADCANON) he went to talk to him about his gender experience. After some thinking and digging, Don came to the conclusion that he is in fact nonbinary. He still uses mostly male pronounces but always appreciates gender neutral pronounces coming his way.

Sexuality

• 🧡 While realising his own gender he also figured out that he doesn't really sees gender that seriously in others either. Men or women, its pretty much whatever to him. He doesn't like to label himself much when it comes to his sexuality, he accepts reffering to him as a pansexual or bisexual.

• 🧡 When it comes to dating Donatello doesn't imagine himself with anyone, really. He finds himself attractive, but doesn't think anyone would fancy him in a romantic way. He's not interessted much in dating either way. But he doesn't exclude dating someone in the future. It's just he won't go out of his way to look for love.

• ❤/🧡 Its obvious Don is a men of science, he's a genius when it comes to coding, math, engineering, I would say chemistry as well. Thats the field he feels the most comfortable in, but he loves learning new things in general. As long as there is interesting knowledge he can obtain, he will be there, soaking it like a sponge. He likes listening to info dumps, and probably listens to long ass video essays and/or podcasts.

• 🧡 Don likes to learn about others people hobbys and takes interest in learning about it. He likes showing others that he cares about something, even though Its something totally indifferent to him. For example, he knows lot about art making process from Mikey (Angelo even made him paint with him a couple of times!) even tho he doesn't really likes drawing and/or famous artists. No many people appreciate his work so he wants to show his appreciation to others.

• 💜 He is pretty low empathy most of the time. It's hard for him to relate to others, and can often feel like someone is overreacting. It's also challenging for him to put his feelings "out there". Which often makes him look unloving or unfriendly. And it couldn't be farther from the truth. He loves his brothers even though they bother him most of the time. And he loves April as well (though she never really troubled him much). He never really thinks that his low empathy is a flaw (more often he thinks about it as a blessing) but there rare are moment when he feels helpless because of it. He is glad that his family knows that he truly cares about them (and accepts any effort he puts in to express his feelings, even if it seems small).

• 🧡⭐ I've seen people headcanoning Donny as a baker and honestly I like it a lot. Cooking is Mikeys domain, and it suits him well, as it allows a lot of freestyling and just overall feeling. Baking and pastry making is very calculated and one miatake can ruin the whole thing. It reminds Don of engineering in a sense. Also baking is an easy way to get love and appreciation from his family because, cmon, he just made the most angelic fruit tarts in the whole universe, of course they're going to praise him. It also works as a stress relief. When feeling stumped and/or overwhelmed over a project or a situation he'll make something easy like brownies to get his mind of it.

• 🧡 He's very sentimental. He loves receiving gifts and will cherish and use them (even if he doesn't like it). He still has every "gamers dont die they respawn" Tshirt and every "dont fuck with my brother he was born in october and has autism" mug. Sometimes he REALLY wants to throw something away but god damn it this is painting Mikey did when he was ten and is just five splats of paint and thinking about him somehow finding out and crying about it might destroy him forever.

• 🧡⭐ This bitch reads fanfics, thats it. It started when he was around 13 or smth with Atomic Lass x Reader and now he knows all the fanfic lingo. He still might read something from time to time and writes very long and well written comments (with constructive criticism).

• 🧡 Speaking of which, Don writes perfect sentences while texting. All the correct spelling and punctuation. He also communicates with emojis and gifs like a millenial.

Food, TW: drinking!

• 🧡 He has a rather strong head, you cant make him drunk that easily. But when it finally happens, youre in for a ride. Shutting him up is near impossible, he will talk non-stop but with much less eloquence then while sober. Its extremely easy to make him laugh, so Leo absolutely loves it. He often looses track of what hes saying and starts completely different rant. Overall a chaotic mess. Really fun to witness it at least once. His beverage of choice is either fun cocktails or beer (tho rarely and/or only with some kind of juice because he doesn't like the fizziness on his tongue).

• 🧡 And that takes us to Donatello that hates fizzy drinks. He hates carbonated beverages, no matter if its cola or champagne. The feeling on his tongue and in his mouth makes him really uncomfortable. When there is no other choice but to drink up some bubbless, he leaves it open for as long as he can to get rid of them. His brothers despise him for that.

• 🧡 He doesn't like weird food combos either and is rather picky. When ordering food Don sticks to what he knows not to risk an uncomfortable texture touching his mouth. Texture is the most often reason for him not liking a specific food. Donnys pretty strict to preparing food as well (the way he does a thing is The Correct Way and no other exception is acceptable). Also he puts milk first so his cereal doesn't get soggy.

• 🧡 I feel like he likes fruit juices in boxes and fruit mousses but this is pretty random 🤷

• ❤/🧡 He wears contacts! We've seen little Donny with glassess, so I assumed he wears contacts now. When he knows he will be spending all day in the lair (for example because of an injury) he still has a pair of glassess he uses. And yes, he tapes them to the head. Because he rarely ever wears them, he never came up with a solution for not having ears and needing glassess.

• 🧡 ABSOLUTELY hates smoking. Will go on a rant if he sees someone he knows smoking. He absolutely despises the smell and WILL take it out of someones mouth/hand and throw it away. Appreciates the fun smells of vapes but still hates them. Will call vapers losers (maybe not exacly in these words but he will for sure).

• 🧡 Really good at makeup, but not as good as Leo is (ANOTHER SURPRISE LEO HEADCANON). He spend years perfecting his eyebrows of course. He also wears eyeliner because serving cunt is important even on the battlefield. From time to time you can see his nails painted as well.

• 🧡⭐ While being flustered or simply distracted he stutters a lot, mostly in a way of repeating whole words or parts of a sentence ("Its good because- Its good- Its good because I um- Its good-")

• 🧡 Enjoys taking very long baths, and actually prefers them much more then showers. Can stay underwater for a rather long time as well!! Being fully submerged calms him down a lot and its overall very relaxing for him.

• 🧡⭐ Ive seen a lot of takes that without his battle shell, he is really flexible (due to having a soft shell). And I like the idea. I think, that before sitting infront of a screen (or a desk in general) to do his work for several hours he stretches deeply so his back won't be so sore later. Also a reason to draw Donny in yoga poses and thats always cool.

• ❤ Makes up shit to fuck with his brothers. Like just spreading misinformation and gaslighting them for shit and giggles. Or to get them to leave him alone for a while. Also will gaslight them if they somehow find out that he was lying ("what? you must have heard me wrong then 🙄💅")

• 💜/❤ Loves singing and dancing!!! Aint the best singer (tho I love his songs in the show Im kissing him as we speak) but is a gorgeous dancer! He finds it incredibly fun and feels fabulous while doing it. Also Im pretty sure dancing counts as stimming so add it to the list. Dances solo like 90% of the time but really enjoys dancing in pairs (dances with April a whole lot when they get the chance!).

• ❤ He rarely laughs out loud, but when he does it is loud and messy. A good joke can make him think about it all day and continue laughing for a long time. Not my og take, Ive seen this headcanon before and I love it so so much :3

• 🧡 From all his brothers, he kind of wishes to be human the most of them all. Its not a big big wish, he does think of himself as very unique individual and takes pride of being a mutant. But sometimes while hanging out with April he can get lost in his thoughts of "what ifs". Maybe in the process of making a cloaking accessory.

• 🧡 His handwriting is god-awful. All scribly and fucked up like Doctors writing. Unfamiliar eye would not decipher a word out of it, but Don knows exactly what everything means. But he mostly writes digitally.

• ❤ Dons dislike of hugging is canon, but I do believe he likes being touched on his head and face (head pats, cheek rubs, scratches). He enjoys hand holding when it's appropriate as well.

• 💋 Im headcanoning the boys to go through mating season once a year (except mikey cuz he small) everyone at a different time. It would be similiar to an ovulation but much more horny (with also fever symptoms). Don would be the second after Raph to get it. While in heat he doesn't go feral or anything, but after a few days stops working because he cant focus on his craft. Waves of sudden temperature changes (mostly high heat) with really horny thoughts and hypersensitivity to pretty much everything...yeah not the best work environment. He spends his most intensive days closed off in his lab or room because he really doesn't want his family to see him like this (the rest of the turtles are in thier rooms during thier mating time as well for the same reason). Also add being possessive while having a SO, and also veeery easy to irritate.

• 💋 Donny takes on a more submissive role while being intimate, even though he loves to be in charge all the time. But he isn't a bottom either, I would put him perfectly in the middle as a switch (more leaning on that sub part tho).

• 💋 His biggest turn on is smell. Like someones natural smell, no perfumes and all. He likes to snuggle in the crook of the neck and take it all in. This becomes cranked up to eleven during mating season, as he absolutely cannot stop sniffing. Would love his significant other to leave him clothes with thier smell on it and sleep and/or snuggle with it.

Might add more later but thats all for now :3💜

Hope you enjoyed it⭐✨

#If you think Ive misrepresented him or something is clashing with canon let me know #going to make Leo headcanons soon cuz I have a lot I love him #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #tmnt #donatello #text #rise donnie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #donatello headcanons #headcanons #donnie headcanons #rottmnt headcanons #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt donatello #writing #rise donatello #rise headcanons

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pokeshadow · 1 year

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Ok so this image the official Scream twitter posted of the shrine has been eating my brain for days now.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS GHOSTFACE? Just look at all the shit in this shrine! This isn’t just a Stab fanboy, because there’s stuff like the fax machine from Scream 3 and what looks like Richie’s shirt. This isn’t just a Billy/Stu fanboy because Mrs Loomis’s jacket’s in there, what looks like Kenny’s cap is in there, and again Richie’s jacket. But they also have crazy shit like Billy’s blood stained shirt, the robes Stu wore during the party, Tatum’s outfit, a recreation of Steve in the chair complete with the jacket, what looks like SKETCHES Stu or Billy made planning what they wanted to do to Casey, what looks like someone sketching portraits of Sidney Tatum Stu and Billy in the case next to tatum’s outfit, what looks like the CAMERA Gale used to film what went down in the house, there’s a gun next to Mrs Loomis’s jacket that looks just like the one she used, and what I think is most important, the ACTUAL GHOSTFACE COSTUME USED THAT NIGHT. Well, one of them at least, since most likely Billy did also get up at one point to help Stu out, meaning two ghosties were running around at once that night. It’s the only one behind protective glass, and you can see the blood stain on the right shoulder from where Sidney wore it (she was stabbed there and bleeding). If it’s the only one being that well cared for, it has to be the real deal. SO WHO THE FUCK WAS ABLE TO GET THEIR HANDS ON ALL THIS SHIT? Even if most of it is just recreations, HOW DID THEY KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO CREATE? Why such obscure shit like Kenny’s hat? You don’t just recreate sketches when you don’t know someone did them in the first place. So who the fuck could get their hands on Stu/Billy’s art??

They made it clear at the end of Scream 2022 that they weren’t going to share the names or motives of the latest killers to try and break the cycle, so this is someone who KNOWS about Richie. There is a very small number of people in the know about what happened, so it’s someone we KNOW (theoretially). BUT, also someone who’s been religiously following ALL the ghostface murders since the beginning. AND it’s someone targeting Gale and Sam spesifically, NOT SIDNEY.

So, first obvious answer. Is this Stu? Honestly, I really don’t think so. Stu was never this obsessive, his end goal from the start was always just to have fun indulging in his dark desires, and because he loved Billy so much all he had to do was ask. Without a Billy, why would he be doing this? Especially to Billy’s daughter. Even if you want to go the route of he lived and is still full of that old hate, why would he be attacking Billy's daughter when presumably his motives would still be avenging Billy? At the end of the day, if Stu were to still be holding a grudge after all these years, his target would still be SIDNEY. Not Randy’s niece and nephew. Sure, Gale wrote the books that lead to the movies, which slammed the hell out of him, but his end goal has always been Sidney. Plus, the Ghostface we see in the trailers is someone who’s been training for this. They’re fast, agile, strong, they’re trying to be the ultimate killing machine. Even if we say that goofy ass Stu has been training all this time, he’s still at bare minimum, 44 years old. Sure, there’s some fit as fuck people in that age range out being commandos, but someone we know as a gangly stick tripping over his own feet? That and why would he collect stuff from the Stabs and murders not related to him? The Stab 3 case is the most prominant thing in that picture, and why would he track down and keep RICHIE's jacket? I love Stu to death, but it really doesn’t make sense that this is him as the killer.

A semi interesting theory, it’s Leslie Macher. She’s been there since day 1, she’d have some knowledge about Richie since her son was killed in the events of all that, and it’d make sense she’d have a grudge moreso focused on Gale since her books would have ruined her family. It’s implied her partner left her and she had to raise her son alone, if she kept the name Macher for any period of time she would have been hounded by people about what her brother did, given the way Stu seems genuinly upset about his parents finding out what he did it sounds like they were good people who’s lives would have been DESTROYED by what happened. If someone has a grudge against Gale, it’s Leslie. But she was Stu’s OLDER sister. All of the above about Stu’s age not matching the hardcore fitness killer we see apply to her moreso. Sure, she’d have the most direct access to things like Stu’s robes, sketches, the camera planted in her house, but how would she get her hands on all of the stuff not related to her brother. They don’t just let people walk into the police station and take evidence they’re not using anymore. It could be someone on behalf of Leslie, like how Mrs Loomis had her pet Mickey to run around and do the hard work while she cleaned up the mess, but that’s something we’ll just have to keep in mind until the movie comes out.

Another theory I’ve seen go around alot, it’s Sam’s new boyfriend Danny. Ok, kinda makes sense. Danny, like DBD Ghostface Danny, and the name of the irl killer than inspired Scream Danny. That has to be deliberate, or at least known by the film makers. But come on, are they really going to have “Ooo is it the boyfriend?!” for the 4th damn time. Plus with this focus on the history of the killings, why would the killer be just some random guy we met like 20 minutes ago? Unless Danny IS the little pawn mentioned in the above bit, but again are they really going to do the killer boyfriend song and dance *again*.

There's a neat theory it's Gale given this shrine is in New York, where she's lived the entire time, and she would have the means to get her hands on all this stuff since she’s the reporter who covered all these cases. But really guys come on, after all these years of getting shot and stabbed by these people, and getting the love of her live killed by one, is she really going to turn around now and go "You know, maybe they had a point". Plus, to go back to why I think it’s not Stu, Gale is even OLDER and has a far more messed up body. She's been shot in the gut at least 3 times now. There’s no way she’s our hardcore commando Ghostface. PLUS plus, the starting phone call of the movie is HER being attacked, so why would she stage that when no one would see it but us the audience?

So to round it all back. The killer is someone who knows and worships the history of those behind the ghostface masks. Given the ancient looking mask on display, they might even HAVE the original ghostface mask (or at least one of them, Billy and Stu used like 4 in that first film). They’re someone who could get their hands on things probably SIDNEY didn’t even know exsisted, like the sketches. This isn't just a Stab fan boy, this isn't just a Billy/Stu fanboy, AND it's someone who knows about what happened in the last movie even though they never made the names and motivations of the killers public.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS GHOSTFACE???

This post will be fun to go back to in a month after the release of the movie lol.

#Scream 6 #Scream 1996 #Scream VI #ghostface #Stu Macher #Scream #scream 2022 #stuilly #Billy Loomis #sam carpenter #gale weathers #scream theory #can you tell I have a hyperfixation?

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unclewaynemunson · 8 months

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@yournowheregirl Alice, this one's for you! We miss you a lot but we still love you and you'll always be part of the angstflayer in our hearts <3

Robin was lying right next to Nancy in her bed, both of them in their pajamas, full sleepover style. She was struck by how nice it was to be able to share this together: Robin never really had friends close enough to do sleepovers with, and Nancy... Well, the pictures on the wall behind them, of long gone happy memories with a dead girl, told Robin enough.

Her mind wandered back to the months between the summer holidays and last spring break, when the two of them had been strangers even though they were one of the few people who shared the knowledge of this one huge thing. There had been some mildly awkward nods in the Hawkins High hallways, some stolen glances before one of them quickly looked away again, but nothing more than that basic recognition of each other's existence. Never in a million years would Robin have thought that she and Nancy “She's such a priss” Wheeler would become friends. And now, almost a year after they had met for the first time, the two of them had basically become inseparable.

She couldn't help but start laughing at the thought of what her younger self would have said upon hearing that she would become best friends with Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler and Eddie Munson, of all people.

“What are you thinking about?” Nancy asked, a vaguely amused smile playing around her lips and a playful nudge of her shoulder against Robin's.

“I can't believe we wasted so many months avoiding each other,” Robin told her. “After what happened last summer... We never even felt the urge to talk about it, to seek each other out. It would've been nice, actually, to talk about it all with someone who wasn't Steve or a child. But we just... Fought a bunch of monsters together and went on with our lives. Isn't that crazy?”

When she didn't get any answer, Robin let her gaze wander from the ceiling back to Nancy; strangely enough, she was blushing fervently.

“What?” Robin asked.

“This is gonna sound totally embarrassing,” Nancy said in a soft voice.

Robin turned around until she was lying on her side. She folded her hands underneath her cheek and looked at Nancy expectantly.

“Try me.”

“I was –” she took a breath, “Intimidated by you.”

Robin couldn't help it: she burst out into loud laughter and had to shut herself up by slamming a hand in front of her mouth.

“You, Nancy Wheeler, utterly badass sharpshooter who had zero hesitation to stand in front of a murder car driven by a literal demon, were intimidated by me?!”

Nancy rolled her eyes, but the blush still hadn't faded from her cheeks.

“I wasn't intimidated in that way,” she explained. “It was more about...” She sighed. “About your whole... Look. The eyeliner and the chains and um... The uniform.”

Another laugh, this one even more maniacal, escaped from Robin's mouth.

“You were intimidated by my Scoops Ahoy uniform?!”

Nancy laughed too, now, burying her face into her pillow, overcome by her own embarrassment in the cutest possible way.

“Okay, maybe intimidated wasn't quite the right word here. But it was – it was a look, okay?” It sounded almost defensive. “You looked very hot.”

And those last words were almost whispered, but holy shit, they were still loud enough for Robin to hear.

“Nance,” she said, even more hoarse than usual because her mouth had suddenly gone all dry. She shuffled upwards, leaning on one elbow on the mattress. “You were – are you saying you were attracted to me?”

Nancy lifted her head from the pillow but kept hiding her face behind her hands; she mumbled something unintelligible that seemed to feature words like “knee socks” and “stripes.” When she finally lowered her hands, she looked more bashful than Robin had ever seen her before.

Robin couldn't stop a beaming bright grin from taking over her whole face.

“Well, good thing that I was never more attracted to anyone than when you were standing with your gun in front of that car.”

Nancy's eyebrows shot upwards and a look of complete disbelief crossed her face.

“Jesus,” she breathed out. “I can't believe we wasted all those months. That's...”

“Ridiculously stupid,” Robin finished her sentence. Her heart was beating in her throat, but she didn't want to hold back anymore – not now that she knew what she knew.

“To think we could've done this...” She leaned forward and cautiously pressed her lips against Nancy's, “all along.”

Nancy's lips were exactly as soft as Robin had imagined them to be, carrying the taste of toothpaste and a hint of something sweet she couldn't quite place; maybe just Nancy herself.

Robin swallowed thickly, caught in Nancy's wide-eyed gaze for a few long seconds.

Then, Nancy leapt forward with a sudden enthusiasm, purposefully finding her way back to Robin's lips all while crawling into her lap. Her hands came up to cup Robin's face and one of Robin's hands wrapped itself around Nancy's waist, while the other found its way up to tangle into Nancy's curls. With the taste of Nancy on her tongue, the warmth of her body in her lap and a knee between her thighs, she forgot all about the months they had wasted: right now, this was the only moment that was real.

#some cute silly ronance for you my love #i hope you'll like it <3

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talaok · 1 year

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I’ve dreamed of this (pt.VIII)

Summary: You are a part of the BAU, and for the longest time you and Dr. Spencer Reid had been best of friends, even when it was clear to everyone else, and at times to you, that you should be more than that, and when something almost happens on a night out with the team, everything is destined to change.

This is a double pov story (each chapter will be alternated between y/n's and spencer's pov)

Chapter summary: Spencer wakes up with you by his side.

warnings: fluff fluff fluff because life's shit so let's make our fake one good for a little while longer before I'll have to inevitably ruin everything(also a slight allusion to smut)

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Spencer

The sun was shining on his face, half of his body was out of the covers, and he couldn't feel his arm anymore, but still, he had never felt happier.

There was a warmth in his chest he couldn't describe, a sensation so deep, so profound he hoped would stay there forever, accompanying him throughout everything, because, with it, he could do anything.

He was happy.

He was truly uncontrollably happy, and he knew it.

Life was good,

life was worth living,

It had been for a while now,

since he met her,

It had been because every time he saw her smile he was reborn, because every time she laughed at a joke he made he felt every inch of his body awaken,

But that worthiness, that joy, was always temporary, like a wave washing over him and leaving behind a sheer veil of bitterness, of disappointment.

but now,

now it was diffrent, because his fingers were in her hair, because her head was on his chest, and the precious sound of her breathing filled his ears.

It had happened.

It had finally happened, everything he had dreamed and hoped for had happened, and it was even better than he could have ever imagined.

He didn't mean the sex,

yes, of course, the sex had been amazing and he was never gonna forget a single millisecond of that night, but what he meant was everything else,

he meant her.

He meant the feeling of her lips on his, he meant the ability to touch her, fully touch her because he could, because she wanted, he meant the certainty, at last, at last, that everything he had been so scared to feel for the past four years, everything he had pushed and bottled up so deep inside of him was actually legitimate.

He meant the knowledge of not being crazy,

and that if he was, then so was she.

Because everything they felt, did, or said, they had together,

not just him,

they weren't just the acts of a delusional man,

no,

They had both made a decision, and if it was right or wrong didn't matter, because it was theirs, not everyone else's, just theirs.

He felt her stir, her eyes slowly opening.

"good morning"

She smiled, looking up, and spencer thanked every existing being for having gifted him with an eidetic memory so he could never forget the sight before him.

"good morning" her sweet voice was tired, barely awake.

"How did you sleep?" she asked, her hand grazing his chest, as she leaned up.

"really good" Spencer answered because it was the truth, because he had the best night of sleep of his life "how did you sleep?"

"Perfectly" she murmured against his mouth before pressing her lips to his.

He got to taste her for a few moments before she cruelly leaned away "your bed is really comfy"

"mh-mh" he agreed mindlessly, desperately reaching up to kiss her again.

She smiled at that, granting him another quick kiss.

"the covers are also really soft" she commented, making him chuckle softly.

"What?" she asked, laughing too now

"would you just please let me kiss you?"

"Mmm..." she pretended to think about it "I'm not sure" her fingers went to trace his jawline "what do I get from it?"

He smiled "I make some really great pancakes"

"oh you do?" she asked amusedly "now that's interesting"

She was leaning closer but suddenly stopped, making Spencer groan exasperatedly

"what flavor?"

"Whatever one you want"

"chocolate chip?"

"Absolutely"

"Oh I love chocolate chip pancakes" she grinned

"I know you do " he remembered, not giving her time to say something else before crashing his mouth with hers, his hand reaching for the back of her head, bringing her impossibly close to him.

She whimpered softly in his mouth as he stoaked her side, and spencer wondered what he had done in his life to deserve this, to deserve her.

She straddled him like he had done yesterday, and he felt like if he had to die, this would have been the perfect moment to,

because nothing was ever gonna top this,

life was never gonna get better than this.

"What time is it?" she asked, not giving him time to answer before kissing him again.

"early"

"How early?" She raised her eyebrow, the proposal fairly clear underneath the question

He smiled "early enough"

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"Really?" y/n said, entering the kitchen.

Spencer frowned before turning, and as he took her in, her body drowning in his old, way too big t-shirt, he couldn't help but grin.

He was surprised his mind still hadn't blown from the realization this was really happening and that the stunning woman wearing his shirt in front of him, wasn't, in fact, a vision.

"What? it's funny" he defended the physics joke on the shirt she was referring to

"I'm not lazy, I'm overflowing with potential energy?" she read, skeptical.

"yeah it's funny, you know like potential energy is the energy held by an object because of its position relative to other objects, stresses within itself, its electric charge, or other-"

She kissed him

He frowned

"now" she smiled, proud of herself and of her new discovery "this is gonna be useful"

Spencer's confusion only grew, and it made her laugh softly as she sat on the counter

"don't worry" she shook her head, kissing him again.

God, how he loved it,

he had thought that perhaps only the first kiss was gonna have that sparkle, that fire igniting inside of him, but for now, she had only continuously proved him wrong.

"so how are they coming?" she nodded to the pancakes frying in the pan.

"great"

There was a moment of silence as she looked around, his apartment suddenly feeling inappropriate under her gaze,

but her smile reassured him as always

"I could get used to this you know?"

His heart jumped in his throat

Please do

That's all I want y/n

That's all I ask

"I-" he blushed " I could too"

She bit down a grin and he wanted to free her lip from her teeth's grip with his thumb, and when he remembered he could, he did.

"I like you y/n" he spoke "I've liked you for a very long time" he continued, swallowing his fear as the words blurted themselves out"In a way, I had never had before" her eyes were burning into his "and I know this isn't ideal, that there are a lot of things we should consider and talk about," he said "and I'm willing to do that, but I just thought you should know"

His hand went to her thigh

"I like you" he smiled "and I'm serious about this"

She smiled too now

"I like you too Spence"

Those words still made his heart skip.

"but you should really shut up"

He creased his brows "why?"

"Because if you don't, you're gonna be late to work" she explained, grabbing his shirt to bring him close enough to kiss him passionately.

"there could have been traffic" he shrugged, and she laughed

"you know what? you're right, it's crazy out today"

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sukunastoy · 3 months

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A question I’m curious about.

And it’s not to start a fight or get anyone’s hate -but if it happens, I guess it is what it is.-

But how do people feel about people who don’t like the LGBTQ+ community and everything surrounding it? Do you think people are allowed to like/dislike what they want?

Now, I’m not talking about people who actively fight against the rights of anyone; or deliberately go out of their way to hate/show distaste. I’m talking about people who “tolerate” it, or “keep it to themselves” but internally they’re not a fan. They don’t fight for anyone to lose their rights.

I’m just very curious. I grew up in a very judgmental home and I won’t deny, for a long time in my youth I was against so many things. My parents also grew up very “conservative(?)” so they of course decided to continue the bigotry.

It took me til probably my early 20s to really realize what I was taught was insane and backwards beyond all belief. Yet I’ve discussed with some people from older generations who say they just don’t like anything affiliated with LGBTQ+. They don’t actively fight against them, but internally they’re not a fan. They still help them as human being to human being, but they don’t like it as if they didn’t like a particular color or food.

I’ve also discussed with other people who say they MUST like them. That even in their own minds, they must like everyone and everything. No exceptions!

I for one find that kind of thinking crazy tbh. And I find it only worsens situations. If I don’t like pasta -and on god that’s a lie 😂😂- but for example, if I don’t like it. I wouldn’t order it for myself/eat it etc.

However, if I went out to eat and someone wanted pasta, I wouldn’t say they couldn’t have the pasta. I’m not fighting for pasta to be banned, nor am I saying the sight/knowledge of pasta existing makes me angry etc.

I just personally don’t like it. However if I’m with someone who LOVES pasta I would make sure they get all the pasta they could ever want. While still reserving the right to personally dislike it.

Does this make sense?? I’m not saying I’m against the LGBTQ+ or anything, or that I dislike it as I am apart of it. I just wonder how y’all view people who I guess “secretly” don’t like it? 🤔

I hope this makes sense? I dunno. I’m just curious.

Some people irl are too crazy to talk to or they just feel like they’re put on the spot and say wild shit.

#just random thoughts #curious questions

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tomwaterbabies · 6 months

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I hope the surgery went well and recovery goes smoothly!!! You asked for asks and I saw you have some robo Varian art that's been eating my brain for a few days now. I guess not technically a question but I'd love to hear more about that au if you wanna ramble 👉👈

HEYYY thank you so much! it went really well and the pain is super minimal rn, i can even sit up on my desk! which was recommended by my surgeon to do anyway so thats rad

ANYWAYSSSSS... THANK YOU for the kind words im so glad you like it!! and THANK YOU for reminding me of the fact i never posted about my robot au like i had meant to 💀

here it is NOW (and to anyone who hasnt seen the art here it be)

this is long as hell btw. so sorry

SO. setting i imagine is similar to typical vat7k BUT a little darker and more dystopian. think steampunk industrial stuff... which i know hugo's kingdom is already like lol but just imagine it like. in a lot more places. this is basically a "steampunk" au too

robots are VERY common. invented by a group of scientists with the main ones being donella and ulla

robots are used as service etc etc. theyre not sentient at all so this isnt like. some unethical practice

but ulla and donella are OBSESSED with making them more and more advanced, theyre besties and all that. but ulla is Particularly obsessed with making the Perfect Robot

we know that ulla is kind of messed up in the head. in this au she kind of messes way too much with robot sentience WHILE ALSO getting obsessed with the eternal library. same stuff happens eventually. donella and ulla fight about the eternal library etc etc

BUT ALSO... ulla is working on her Magnum Opus. a son for her and her husband, who she is making to be the perfect robot. quirin is unaware of the shit shes doing and fully trusts her and supports this passion project

and well! she does make the first Sentient Robot. with the use of science and Magical Knowledge she was able to basically give life force through magical means into the robot. The robot of course she named varian. and not only is he sentient, but he looks completely human

she did some messed up stuff tho! again! she's programmed him with fake memories so he thinks he has lived a life fully as a human. he's also programmed to not notice things like the small seams on his body and all that. like his code just immediately disregards all that

anywaysss. after ulla disappears, quirin is dedicated to taking care of varian. he figures it's best to follow with ulla's choice of making sure varian doesnt know hes a robot

MEANWHILE ! because of the schism between ulla and donella, there was some wack shit that happened. namely robots going completely crazy. now all robots are Murder Robots. so the world is pretty Dystopian at the moment

Varian decides he wants to go out and find the source of what made the robots go crazy. bc this sucks lol. like everyone is Just Miserable

so he meets his friends. nuru, yong, hugo!

LETS TALK ABOUT HUGO

hugo works for donella. hugo also absolutely HATES robots. the robots have been messing shit up since he was a kiddo

he's kind of like a robot hunter. harvesting them for parts as well as getting rid of them bc theyre dangerous. usually donella directs him to different missions. and now shes telling him to join this guy (varian) bc she wants the secrets that ulla had hidden and varian is sure as hell after them

sooooo at one point. varian gets hurt maybe, or interacts with something that breaks the code in him or whatever. the code that stops him from noticing his robotic qualities. i think he probably would get super injured and like. he and all his friends stare in shock and horror as some sort of gash or sparks or whatever show a metallic inside

they all find out he's a robot together weeeee. no one is having a good time

so he's living with existential crisis. he's away from his dad so he cant travel all the way back to be like hey What The Fuck. AND he's still dedicated to his goal. but now he's just. confused, scared, and unsure if he's worthy of his humanity that he thought he had

they all try to work with this new discovery (which i think would happen earlier on rather than way later). hugo especially is like. having a crisis. bc he's always hated robots and for good reason. but varian... varian is SO human. he thinks, he feels, he cares, etc. he's more Human than a lot of the Flesh and Blood people he's been around

so you know, hugo starts to fall in love with him anyway. lots of excellent scenes of him helping varian with his mechanics, etc

and of course varian starts falling in love with him too, but is dealing with a lot of confusion as well. like is he even real, doesnt hugo deserve to be loved by a Human and not a Robot, etc etc

ok jesus christ. i think thats all the main stuff. woaghghg

#you activated something neurodivergent i think #varigo #vat7k #asks

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