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monty-glasses-roxy · 3 months

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Has Roxy or any of the others ever attempted to actually kill Gregory for real after everything, be it for shattering them or allegedly trying to kill Cassie or something else? If yes, how? How did it go? What or who stopped them? How was the aftermath of the whole thing?

Kill Gregory? No. Severely tempted, but no attempts.

Freddy however? Yes. Absolutely.

This got long so I'm putting it under a cut.

I think it would be really funny if DJ accidentally almost killed him. Least likely you'd think to do it, but he saw him near the others in the Fazcade and saw red. And by saw red, I mean he kinda just slapped Freddy across the room and wasn't paying attention to how much strength he put into it lmao. That or he picked him up and yeeted him, also not paying enough attention to how much power he used. Roxy checked him and was genuinely disappointed it just almost killed him

On that note, Roxy has made an actual attempt. If Freddy did his fucking job none of them would have had their parts taken, the Plex may not have gone to ruin, and Cassie may not have even gone to the Plex looking for Gregory to get to be dropped like she was, nevermind the fact if Freddy was with him he should have stopped him again. She's mad. Baby on the warpath lmao

She said she wanted to have a real conversation with him about what went down and he agreed to meet her at the salon maybe. Or maybe the room where Bonnie's body was for the added meaning if this is a timeline where Roxy was forced to deactivate him in there. Like "this is the room I had to deactivate your boyfriend in." and he's like "wot" and yeah that'd be dramatic as fuck. Anyway, she tricks him into meeting her, she beats the everloving shit out of him, targetting the areas the rest of them were hurt in the most (including Cassie), then rips his battery out for Bonnie. Of course, he deactivates with no power source and that's when she has the opportunity to actually kill him but she genuinely can't bring herself to do it. She's not a killer at heart, she couldn't do it.

Instead, she drags his ass down to parts and services and if it's doable, she removes the upgraded parts from him and replaces them with the old ones he had. Lets some automated repair thing do its job and fucks off. He's fine. She barely had a scratch on her despite him obviously fighting back so it's easy to brush off.

Oh you know what actually? Imagine that, but Bonnie did it.

Can you imagine that? Bonnie loved him. He's realised what's happened, what really happened, and that Freddy did nothing. The utter betrayal, the sheer grief of what he's done... if he still has the parts, it makes him boil to look at him and see Roxy's eyes looking back at him, hear the slight clicks from Chica's voicebox when he speaks, and Monty's claws waving at him.

He does the same as I mentioned. He doesn't say a word to anyone. He says he wants to talk to Freddy alone about everything that's happened and Freddy, of course, agrees. He still loves him after all. He'd do anything Bonnie asked of him, making it a little too easy to get him by himself.

If the bit about Roxy deactivating him in that room behind the bowling lanes is true here, that's where he takes Freddy. He tells him what happened here and Freddy doesn't really know what to say. Clearly, he's upset that Roxy did that though. He'd assumed it was Monty. Bonnie tells him that he's caused enough pain and it's about time someone put an end to it. Freddy doesn't understand until Bonnie jumps him. He yells that this is for Chica as he goes for the voicebox, this is for Monty as he breaks his wrists, this is for Cassie as he struggles and rips his leg out of the socket, and this is for Roxy as he destroys his eyes.

He puts his hand on Freddy's battery through the ruined stomach hatch doors. "And this is for me." he growls, tears falling fast. Freddy goes still when the battery is removed. Bonnie moves to his head where all of his personality chips are stored. "This... this is for us..." he says even though he can't be heard. He tries... but he can't do it. He's been screaming and crying this whole time as he gives him what he feels he deserves, but this hurts more than before this so called justice was served.

He can't do it. Freddy's face is stained with tears too. He just can't bring himself to do it. Everything hurts so much.

Finally, Roxy and her Minis show up. Either they only just saw him through the walls, or Helpi alerted her to something being up if she doesn't have her fancy eyes now. She finds him on his knees, clinging to Freddy's head and scream sobbing into him. She doesn't know what to do for a long few moments, but eventually goes to his side to offer the most support she can.

She doesn't exactly cover up what happened. She just makes sure Freddy ends up in parts and services and doesn't say a word. Not like anyone's gonna ask. She does alert the others that Bonnie could do with some love and they have him buried in support before he can blink. Cassie gives him doctor's orders to stay in the Fazcade with everyone and he ends up camping out there for maybe a month or two minimum. He says he wishes he'd done it, but he also cries about how he had no idea why it would help. He tells them what happened, even though Roxy doesn't mention it and yeah he's not leaving their sight for a good while now. Not cause he might try again, but so they can make sure to be there for him when he's struggling instead of letting his emotions fester into this.

On another note, I think the Minis could make an attempt. There's enough of them to overwhelm Freddy if need be and it would be incredibly unexpected. Poppet the one leading this one, Freddy is disabled somehow by them but not deactivated. Poppet's reaching for his chips to destroy them, when Roxy barrels in with Bobbin and Tippy. They were set to distract her but they both cracked like eggs and she came to put a stop to it. They don't understand why she'd do that or why she'd care about whether Freddy lives or dies, and the truth is, she doesn't. But is Freddy worth having blood on their hands forever? Is he worth having to deal with that for the rest of their lives? Wouldn't it be more satisfying to not let him take the easy way out of this? Is he worth robbing Chica, Monty, Cassie, Sunny, Moon and DJ of their own justice?

If this works, Freddy thanks her... and immediately gets punched hard enough his head does a full 360. She didn't fucking save him. She just made sure her oldest friends knew he wasn't fucking worth it. If he goes anywhere near the Minis again, they're gonna be the least of his fucking worries.

Anyway, the aftermath of all of these (except DJ's since he recognises that was an accident) is that Freddy realises he's not safe here. Be it because of Roxy, the Minis or Bonnie, he no longer feels safe. Or maybe he does because he believes they've got it out of their system and/or was deactivated before he realised they were gonna kill him. Bonnie's hurts the most though. The betrayal hurts like hell and he wonders if this is what all the others felt when he left them. He just now considers that maybe he deserved this... I mean he doesn't, but he's gonna start Thinking about it at least. I think Bonnie is the only option that would really upset him. He could expect this kind of shit from Roxy and the Minis, but Bonnie? Never.

It was supposed to be Freddy and Bonnie, forever and ever... but apparently, forever doesn't last as long as he thought it did.

Anyway, Gregory would be furious, I don't think that'd go over well at all, and Vanessa would.... probably also be a little mad, but incredibly torn cause like. Yeah. She can see why. She really hates being stuck in the middle of all of this...

That's just some ideas to chew on though. I'm not sure it would ever come to this kind of thing, but you never know! Could be a fun story! Especially for pain and misery!

#it's 6am now my nightshift at the haunted pizzeria is over now lmao #anyway #pop rox answers #electing not to put this in any major tags. just in case

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favesgrave · 9 months

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since i am so normal i started up an earthspark warrior cats au and then my friends (hi friends @echoblaze5 @benadrylcandlewhack @velvety-vixen @badgerdigsbones @satellitedish38) brainstormed more ideas for it so big thanks to them. anyways here's the stuff under the cut:

okay so i'm still chipping away at actual plot but the current sort of story is that megatron (he's called stoneheart in this au and badger came up with that name so ty badger) led his own clan that was basically the decepticons and went to war with the autobot clan. at a certain point he has a bit of a change of heart and is like "so guys. maybe this fighting isn't worth it"

his warriors are understandably like "dude what the fuck do you mean. we've been fighting for YOU and now you're backing out. traitor" and he ends up getting chased out. optimus (who i havent thought of a name for yet) is like "oh you silly goose. if you want peace then come on over and live with us!!!"

it's. a big adjustment.

he goes from stonestar to stoneheart and literally no one but optimus trusts him because they used to be pretty tight

also this has no big impact on the plot but i thought it'd be cool if autoclan (that is NOT their actual name i am working on it!!!) lived in a cave on a mountain and decepticlan (again not their name) lived on an island in a lake to sort of resemble how things were in g1. you know with the ark in the mountain and the nemesis underwater. yeah you get it

ANYWAAAYSSS. decepticlan's a bit messy after they drove out stoneheart because they didn't really think that far ahead, it all just kind of happened. starscream (who i'm gonna call finchshriek for now) is like "guys i'm the deputy so duh i'm the leader"

back in autoclan barn cats dot and alex join with their apprentice-aged kits robby and mo!!! most of the humans r probably kittypets (suggested by echo) but the maltos are barn cats and they r small enough to lay on fluffy ears

everyone loves fluffy ears

eventually dot and alex have two more kits, twitchkit and thrashkit! because yeah if we can have kits with the prefix "flip" then they can keep their names

stoneheart's been a warrior in autoclan for a while now and optimus is like "hey. hey watch this" and makes him twitchpaw's mentor when the time comes

okay pretty much everyone was talking about this (except me cuz i was drawing) but miko is a hardcore kittypet with a spiked collar and her owners put pink streaks in her fur. she follows bulkhead around a lot and talks his ear off. and we came to the conclusion that bulkhead is also a valid warrior name!!!!

also elita is the deputy of autoclan. i might name her something like rosethorn

twitchpaw and thrashpaw's warrior names r twitchflight and thrashkick

nightshade, jawbreaker, and hashtag also exist. nightshade already has a warrior name so that one was easy. jawbreaker might be called something like boulderjaw (or who knows might just say fuck it and keep jawbreaker) and for hashtag, we settled on the prefix "flash"

jawbreaker's mentor is gonna be grimlock. hashtag's will be rosethorn

i just thought of this while typing but i think the dinobots could all just be a random litter of kits wheeljack found abandoned in the wounds and he'd adopt them

speaking of wheeljack!!! he is missing an ear and has a bobtail because velvet said so and is absolutely correct. that's kinda it for him for now

bumblebee is called beestrike!!! as an apprentice he was friends with breakdown (who i might call blueleap or blueskip cuz he's got a fearless attitude or whatever) and they'd meet up at gatherings and sometimes in secret by sneaking out of their camps. ben was like "bee could be like how graystripe was whenever he saw silverstream and make little cat biscuits" and yeah that's pretty much him. once the war breaks out their friendship becomes strained and even when there's peace, it's gonna be a little awkward at first

i dont know if i'd bring knockout into the au but he was easy to think of. he's decepticlan's medcat and is named scarletshine

this was probably unintelligible but i had to make the post somewhere

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bloodgulchblog · 2 months

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OHhhh, your post on John wanting to be a machine has got me thinking! So in Marathon, I know my asks have been bringing up marathon up a lot but bare with me, they have battleroids instead of spartans. For a quick recap, they are dead soldiers who got their organs and bones replaced with better materials AS WELL AS getting part of their brain redone with AI chips. The game isn't totally clear how human battleroids are or how they are in society, but I think they're kinda like sleeper agents maybe?(iirc I think battleroids and actually be programmed) Anyway, I wonder if John would envy the battleroids a little bit. I also wonder if ONI tried to make their own battleroids, either from dead ODSTS or Spartans. (Halsey wouldn't be very happy about the latter) Also whoops for another long ask, I hope you have a good rest of your week!

DELAYED RESPONSE because I think I was busy getting myself rate limited at the time but:

I kind of joke about Chief wanting to be a machine, but it's a little like (...not to get too dark I hope) passively wanting to not exist vs actively making a plan to die. So on the one hand there's this part of him that is like man it would be cool to just do stuff and not have feelings about it but I do think he's not so far gone into that that he'd actually actively in his mind want to be a cyborg zombie.

(I don't know/remember about this part of Marathon lol.)

As far as Halo stuff goes, I think the problem they'd run into is it's just a whole hell of a lot cheaper to use human beings for most things than artificial intelligences that are sharp enough to be adaptable and creative, which are expensive AND ethically dicey AND have a very short operational lifespan.

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tokifanclub · 1 year

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Venture Bros Road Trip Hc

@gayvbros

BROCK:

-100% the driver

-somehow never has to pee

-when he's not in a car chase he's actually a very good responsible driver

-doesn't react to any of the shenanigans going on in the back seat

-OR he plays that graveyard cows game we see him play with hunter gathers

-blasting led zeppelin

-I feel like his favorite road trip snack is slim jims

-Gatorade enjoyer

-he can drive all night alone if needed but only for a night, maybe two maximum

-might initiate The Quiet Game with the boys if they're still young enough to fall for it

-I think if Brock needs to sleep they're pulling over and getting a hotel because he can NOT sleep in a moving vehicle. He's too alert and om guard the whole time

-smoking cigarettes the whole time so if you don't like it better stick your head out the window

RUSTY:

-actually pretty good with road trips. He acts like he hates it tho

-either has to pee constantly or constantly complains whenever anyone else has to pee

-he's 100% sitting up front next to Brock (he has to fight hank for this)

-he actually kinda likes long road trips because it gives him a good excuse to just sit back pop pills and do nothing for a while. No problems to be fixed or life threatening emergencies or standards to live up to, just a couple days worth of empty boring road

-he doesn't like being stuck so close to the boys for so long tho

-he sleeps really easily in cars he just curls up in his seat and he is Out

-honestly rusty seems like a sparkling water bitch. If not a docktail in the passenger seat bitch

-i think he's kind of a picky eater and doesn't like a lot of greasy junk food (not as a health thing just as a sensory thing) and I don't think he'd like most typical Gas Station Snacks. But I think he'd like trail mix a lot. He'd especially like the mnms.

-he doesn't particularly like car games, he just likes to stare out the window and Think and listen to the music. He's open to having some calm conversation tho

-I feel like especially when the boys get older he's able to have a lot of good conversations with them while in cars

-will definitely try to initiate the quiet game on the boys whether or not they're old enough to fall for it

HANK:

-SOOOOOOO excited for a road trip

-he'd really thrive if he had a Gameboy or something but I feel like he doesn't. I guess he could play tetris on his communicator watch

-he LOVES car games

-I feel like early series hank would just NOT stop talking and playing games and fighting with his brother. The kid just could NOT sit still!

-you know late series hank would be texting sirena the whole time

-LOVES greasy junk food I think his favorite gas station snack is Potato Chip (specifically barbecue idk why) but really he loves them all so it's really hard to choose

-he also loves soda

-stop for McDonald's it'll make his day

-I think just in general hank has no trouble sleeping. If hank is tired then hank is asleep in 2 seconds it doesn't matter where

-I think he'd reallyyyyy try his hardest to stay up all night to keep Brock company tho. Brock let's him try cuz he knows hank will be asleep by midnight

-he wants to stop everywhere and visit every tourist trap and novelty destination. "World's largest ball of twine" mf

DEAN:

-I think he likes road trips the least out of the venture family because his favorite thing to do is read and reading in cars makes him nauseous :(

-I think that does not stop him from trying to read anyways tho. Who knows maybe its even something he's grown out of

-early series dean was definitely as into car games as hank but I think late series dean has become a "stare out the window and Think" enjoyer

-definitely has to pee all the time

-I feel like sparkling water would make early series dean Cry but late series dean grows to enjoy it. But he'd still probably rather have soda

-I think he likes Potato Chip like hank :) (specifically original lays idk why)

-he doesn't like being Shaken Around by the car all night and he thinks car seats are uncomfortable to sleep in so he ends up waking up at like 4 am and talking with Brock for an hour or two before he can go back to sleep. Neither one tell hank about this because they know it would make him so jealous

BILLY:

-how the fuck did Billy get here

-Billy doesn't know either

-Billy is a HUGE fan of car games especially any that let him squeeze in some sort of pop culture reference

-has to pee ALL the fucking time

-loves gas station snacks SO MUCH he'd live off them if he could

-he loves doritos and those hostess mini donettes

-loves soda. Or if he can get away with it he'll drink wine coolers

-he LOVES going to those giant mega gas stations like Buc-Ees. More than the destination itself

-Falls asleep instantly and stays asleep effortlessly. It's a gift. It helps that being so small a car seat is more roomy for him

PETE:

-how the fuck did PETE get here!

-Pete loves car games but not as much as Billy

-would probably also thrive with a Gameboy like hank, and pete might actually have one! If he does then hank is jealous and I feel like they'd end up taking turns on it

-Pete fucking LOVES doritos they're his all time favorite snack

-I think he is a sweet tea enjoyer

-Pete tosses and turns in his car seat for like 2 hours before he's able to fall asleep. This could be a good time for Pete and Brock to have some Deep Talk or they could just awkwardly ignore each other while knowing full well they're both awake right now. Then Pete wakes up at 11 am sore all over from the fucking car seat and he won't shut up about it all day

-he's addicted to buying corny tourist trap t-shirts

#venture bros #vbros #rustyposting

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cottoncandy-cult · 8 months

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Gang Member Babysits

This one is another one I had to split because of the limit, part 2 linked down below

Emma (Takemichi) "Eh, Michi? Can we go get ice cream?" The little girl gazed up at her current supervisor, Emma had forgotten that she was supposed to have a summer job interview while they were out, so they had gone to the workplace to wait nearby as she had called Takemichi and asked him to keep the little girl occupied until her interview was done. "Sure, Emma's supposed to text me when she's done anyway." Takemichi shrugged from where he sat in a cafe booth across from the little girl, they had come to a nearby coffee house to sit and enjoy some snacks and drinks. It had been 15 minutes, mostly spent with Takemichi listening to the little girl tell stories about the chaos that happens in their house. The young male had been a bit anxious about watching the young girl on his own, especially since she was Mikey's baby sister, but by this point he had become pretty comfortable since it wasn't like she was constantly trying to cause problems. The boy moved to stand, motioning the young girl to follow him out. "So what kinda ice cream are you gonna get Say?" The older blonde tilted his head, hands in his pockets as the little girl walked at his side. "I'm craving rainbow sherbet, I really like the lime flavor. What about you Michi?" Sayuri tilted her head up to look at him, watching the male think of his answer. "I think I'll get some strawberry with chocolate sauce." He chuckled with a nod, the sound of it already having him in the ice cream kinda mood. "So is rainbow sherbet your favorite?" He looked back to the girl; this time it was her turn to think. She was quiet for a few minutes, then nodded. "I do really like it, but I also really like the peanut butter cookie and the mint chocolate chip ice cream. So, t really just kinda depends on the day." Takemichi nodded with an understanding face, he almost wanted to change his mind to the peanut butter cookie ice cream now that she mentioned but he figured he'd wait til her brought Hina out for ice cream later on. "Those are some pretty good choices; the cinnamon swirl sweet cream is really good too. It kinda reminds me of cereal." He chuckled as the girl nodded, giving her own giggle as they approached the ice-cream shop. "You'd like the churro ice-cream then, I had it once at a beach fair Mikey took me too. " The little girl's recommendation was followed by a low rumble from Takemichi, all this talk of ice cream flavors had him starving. "Let's get in there before I have to explain to Emma why we ended up splitting one of everything on the menu." He chuckled as he placed a hand on the back of her shoulders and guided her inside, listening to her giggle as she ran up to the scoop line to look at all the flavors, they had out that day. "Do you like cups or cones Say?" Takemichi smiled as he looked over the flavors before going with his previous choice, he was more making sure at least one of Hina's favorites was available that day. "I like cups, fresh waffle cones are ok sometimes, but most waffle cones feel like I'm biting into Styrofoam." She giggled as they waited their turn in line, watching Takemichi nod. "Yeah, I get that, some things just feel weird to eat." He chuckled as they moved forward in line, he scoped out the place to try and spot them a seat and found a comfy looking booth in the back corner. "I'll text your sister when we get to our seats, let her know where we are."

Shinichiro (Wakasa) "Hey Waka?" Sayuri called out the man who sat behind her, she was situated between his legs as he was styling her hair. Shinichiro had gone out to pick up some food and drinks for a movie night, leaving Say and Wakasa to fill in the time. "Yeah?" He shifted the lollipop he had in his mouth as he spoke, one hand had a brush in it and the other had a couple ponytail holders. He was attempting to do her hair half up and half down, planning to braid the top few layers on the side and pull it back to let it hang flat against the rest of her hair. "Do you do your own hair?" She tapped her feet together; she was wearing her favorite pair of silk pajamas. Wakasa had been in a tank top and sweatpants as he planned to crash with her brother for the night, they planned to have an adult only party once she had gone to bed. "Sure do, sometimes a few of us will get together and we'll all dye or bleach our hair. It makes it easier when you have a couple extra hands." He began to separate her fringe from the rest of the crown, brushing it back as he pulled some of the hair from the side up as well to try and make it a bite more even. "That's cool, we do something similar but it's mostly Shin and Zana doing everyone else's hair." She giggled as the male hummed at her response, nodding his head. "Yeah, I could definitely see that, those 2 along with Sanzu and Kokonoi are really into doing hair so they can take over the party sometimes." He chuckled a bit at how they turn into such mother hens when it comes to cutting, dying and styling everyone's hair. "Yeah, I believe that Haru and Koko have been trying to talk Shin and Zana into letting them do my hair next time. Shin is just worried they might get a little to into it. I think it would be fun though." Wakasa chuckled at her rambled statement, he had recalled over hearing Kokonoi and Sanzu plotting to give her galaxy or mermaid hair in the past. Kokonoi specifically even talking about getting her colored extensions so she could have metallic streaks. He was somewhat astonished at how the little girl managed to worm her way close to the men of the gang, she basically had a group of the most dangerous guard dogs in the city. "I'm sure they'll win him over soon enough, after all they'd never fry your hair off. They're too good at what they do." Wakasa reassured her as he finished with the braid and tied it off. Nodding to himself after making sure it was even, he gave her a pat on the head. "Alright kid, go check it out in the mirror and tell me what you think." With that she had hopped to her feet, leaving her chuckling friend sitting in the living room floor as she scampered to the guest bathroom nearby to check out the newest style. And probably to take some pictures.

Mikey (Mitsuya) "Take a look at these color swatches and tell me what you think Say." Mitsuya passed the small girl a flip book of color swatches, he had been struggling with inspiration, so he decided to let Sayuri design his newest outfit and he'd bring it to life. So far she had chosen a longer sleeveless cheongsam, she included a mandarin style color with a butterfly shaped clip. Now they were picking colors and patterns, he had been curious about her attention to detail and seemed to have some idea of fashion. "So how about a cool tone white background and then use this pastel pink and mint green to create a swirly smokey pattern, we can do the trim gold too." She sat out the colors in front of him, letting the male look over them curiously as he tried to build the design in his head. "Alright, that sounds kinda nice actually. You wait here and I'll grab my sketch pad, then we can get to work on a physical sketch." Mitsuya was quick stand and gather his things, she was starting to get his creative clog unblocked. It had been a while since he had done a slightly more subtle piece, and this one seemed like it would absolutely glow with the right accessories. Soon enough he was sitting down, letting her sit on his lap as he balanced the pad across her legs. This way they could both see, and she could easily point out anything she thought would need to be changed, he had done this before with his sisters, but they didn't quite understand fashion and while the outfits they designed were cute and perfect for them, Say's design may be one that could easily attract buyers. "If this goes well, I'll see if we can find anyone to buy and reproduce the design, if they do then we'll get you a little emergency fund so you can save some money in case there's something you really want."

Mitsuya had heard her turn down Kokonoi's offer of spoils before, so he knew she preferred earning her money so this was an easy way to bypass her morals. "That's cool, I wanna go to the zoo this Halloween for a festival they're holding, so if it all works out, I'll have more than enough for games and booths." She giggled at the thought, messing his own smile as her goals reminded him of something his own little sisters would have said. "Already thinking that far ahead? You must really like Halloween, maybe after this we can work on your costume." Mitsuya had begun to sketch out the body model before working on the rough sketch of what she wanted so they could get a look and decide what to change or remove, watching the little girl giggle. "Nah we don't gotta, Kokonoi mad me promise to let him buy me and outfit on the holidays. So, the first of October we're supposed to go and get my measurements." Mitsuya chuckled, he should have figured Kokonoi was too stubborn to give up. But he understood the desire to give someone a gift on a holiday. "I see, that sounds like fun. It's always nice to get something custom every now and then, I'll check my schedule and see if I can take my sisters to the festival this year. They've been busy at summer camp, so you haven't gotten to meet them yet, but I'm sure you'll get along."

Izana (Takeomi) "You know it aint smart to doze off standing up right?" Takeomi chuckled as he squatted down, it was another late-night meeting and Sayuri had come along since she was struggling to sleep that night. Mikey had been talking for about an hour and Sayuri had decided to stand with the group because she didn't want to be stared at. "I know, it just feels really nice out." She yawned softly, making the taller male chuckle. "How about we sneak off to the playground nearby then, the swings should be empty around this time. What do ya say." He was kinda bored, especially since most of what was being addressed was for the newer members. He watched the girl rub her eyes and nod, stretching some with a groan. "That sounds good, I just need to move around a bit. Standing like this is making me sore." Takeomi nodded before standing straight, offering his hand to her before shooting Izana a text that he was taking her to the park and to let them know when most of the talking is done. The little blonde girl had reached out and took his hand, letting the trusted male lead her to the nearby park. A nice breeze brushing past had woken her up once more, making her hum and delight. "The weather is so nice tonight." Takeomi chuckled as he smoked his cigarette, looking up at the clear sky with a nod. "It could certainly be worse, especially with how it was raining last night." It took only a few minutes for the pair to make it to the park, he watched her skip ahead and go over to one of the swings.

She climbed into one of the taller swings, leaving her feet completely off the ground as she sighed in relief. "I hate standing around, it makes me ankles and feet hurt." She rolled her foot, able to hear several soft pops from it. This made the older male raise an eyebrow as he walked behind her, giving her a gentle push to get her swinging. "Did something happen? Your ankle aint supposed to pop like that sweetheart." Every time she'd swing back, he'd gently push her forward, watching her swing her legs as she'd steadily went higher. He moved to sit in the swing next to hers, watching her as she seemed to think for a moment. "It happened a few years ago, mom came home drunk and shoved me back when she tripped, and I tripped over the coffee table weird. It hurt for a while, but it's fine now." Takeomi stared quietly for a moment, absorbing her statement before he nodded. "I see, that had to suck. You should say something to the doctor the next time you see them, just to make sure it's healed right." He like many others was curious about her life before she joined the Sano family, so they always paid attention when she volunteered information. But he didn't really expect to hear what he did, he heard her life was trash but the absolute negligence when it came to her safety had his mind wondering into dark places. He'd certainly be sharing this information with the brothers later, just to make sure they're aware and get her checked over for any sort of poorly healed injuries. "Yeah, you're right, I have another appointment in a week, so I'll say something then." She smiled over to the taller man; she appreciated his curiosity and desire to ensure her health.

#tokyo rev fluff #tokyo rev x oc #tokyo rev oc #Emma Sano #Manjiro Sano #candy cult vault #izana kurokawa #takeomi akashi #tokrev takeomi #mitsuya takashi #shinichiro sano #wakasa imaushi #lilly among thorns

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2n2n · 11 months

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I think Hanako made Nene his assistant because he needed one to break all the Yorishiros: my idea is that his wish was originally to bring Tsukasa back to life in some way (like reincarnation?) but hen he fell for Nene his goal may have changed: I believe his goal is BOTH for Nene and Tsukasa to live, probably without him

disagree; I think Hanako's "we have no future" with himself and Tsukasa's shinjuu, was intended as a permanent cursing of them both, and that gesture is permanent and will not be rescinded. Absolution, oblivion. A promise to Tsukasa to never leave, and never let Tsukasa go. Whatever his intentions were, they were absolute, I think… I earnestly don't think he'd want Tsukasa to live without him. I don't think he trusts Tsukasa to live on without him, because he WOULDN'T, given that Tsukasa ALREADY was slated to live a normal happy life, but GAVE THAT UP for AMANE as a child! I think Amane implicitly understands that Tsukasa could not, would not, will not, will never, live a life without him. I think of Tsukasa and Amane, right now anyway, as "further along" in some realizations/indulgences than HanaNene (wherein Hanako is TRYING!!!! to not repeat his past, but failing… seeking to trap her forever in Picture Perfect. RESISTING doing what he REALLY wants. and unable to accept his importance to her, wanting to believe she is merely a foolish girl, who can forget him <-mean of him).

I think Amane trying to enable Nene-chan to live without him in the Severance is a very new (and in his mind, noble) action, bespoke to Nene-chan…

I think the concept of himself and Tsukasa in oblivion together is already actualized, consummation happened, and I don't think Amane would let Tsukasa exist without him … I want to imagine right now anyway that he feels entitled to him somehow, maybe Tsukasa did something or expressed something in life which lead to Amane's virulent feeling of possession. I'm sure Tsukasa himself has never conceptualized his own future. After all, while Amane has some timelines he is alive and older, Tsukasa appears to have absolutely none. As far as we know, anyway.

I don't think Amane would conceptualize letting Tsukasa go, I think he feels simply that Tsukasa is 'his' and that is, that.

I think he wants Nene-chan to live, and would/will gladly explode himself and Tsukasa both to achieve it. I don't think Amane himself can really imagine things extremely world-breaking … I think only Tsukasa can think outside of the restrictions of the world, and only after all he's been through. I guess I think TSUKASA holds the most hopeful and beautiful ending in his own conceptualization, but I also think if anybody is planning to explode to enable a timeline of peace, it would be Tsukasa, who is staging everything here, and who has the most understanding of how to break the rules, and the most power to offer in his sacrifice. I kinda think Tsukasa .... ONLY sees his life as an expendable chip. I don't think he can think of himself any other way. (... and maybe Amane knows this and struggles to thwart it, lol)

I think /Tsukasa/ would want to die to enable Amane and Nene-chan to live together in a new timeline… euurhh this delusion was kind of fueled more by Narisokonai Snow White which, had a reject disowned twin brother, doing all he could to push a princess towards his 'more deserving' 'better' twin, while also planning imminent suicide… and that princess and the 'better' twin had an established romance, first.

further delusions though I think Tsukasa also loves Nene-chan, but is further behind in even understanding his own feelings of love, due to ah, lack of experience, lack of insight, and, ah, always thinking of his life only in relation to Amane's (disease), and seeing Nene-chan as ultimately Amane's lover (.... so he struggles to respectfully address his own feelings for her, or any feelings which don't service Amane's life first)

#avvy's JSHK

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okay so we know how satans deal in nightbringer is kinda weird in terms of age yeah? like hes technically only 1 year old at the beginning of nb but he has the body and mind of a full grown adult...like he was born as an already grown ass man even thouh hes only 1 year old? idk if that makes him the opposite of luke cause luke is over a thousand but has the body of a child...anyway the point is i was thinking about how the brothers have said that they all raised satan together? lucifer apparently did the most work raising him but all of them kinda chipped in ig? okay so imagine...they are teaching him about sex and sex stuff. teaching him how to make out and showing him how to masterbate and how to touch himself and touch them and ummmmm yum yum!

well congrats you have stumbled into my intricate web of satan headcanons so now you get to hear about that.

his age is so funny to me because i do have a personal take that I think makes sense but he's (a) chronologically the youngest but (b) the fourth "born" into the devildom as a servant of the demon king but also (c) technically the oldest demon of the brothers i think?? because he was born as fully a demon while the others were all still falling/turning?? but anyway

in my mind satan is effectively the same age as lucifer. or, at least, everything about lucifer that was "wrong" for an angel. lucifer's doubt is what became the wrath that became satan, and like here's the thing, that's canon? it's so weird to me how the fandom interpretation of his birth is "lucifer had feelings so hard that one time that he made a feelings baby" when the actual lore is so much cooler??

like, satan was born from defeat. from lucifer's wrath leaving his body as he fell. like maybe he was freed by feeling such disgust with his failure, or maybe he knew that he existed out of lucifer's desire to protect lilith and he was able to free himself because he wanted to give lucifer a better chance of saving her.

satan came to exist through the slow, steady churn of decay that happens when you make something as pure and as powerful as lucifer and tell it the injustice it is experiencing is righteous. satan isn't just wrath, he's lucifer's wrath, specifically, with all of that developing morality and edge-case sanity still in him like chewed gum. no wonder he's born hating his creator when his entire existence has been torture.

which is another thing, i fully believe satan remembers being a part of lucifer. not completely, more like spotty feelings and vibes, maybe a few specific moments. But Whatever

point is a case could be made that he's old as shit. i think he was created as an adult because he'd objectively already existed too long to be a child.

i do like your idea though now that i'm done with whatever that was. my instinct is to say the person he would go to the first time he got confused with something like that would be asmo, but then i went oh but lucifer would be fun or even mammon, but then i realized we're talking about satan, who would clearly first and foremost consult the library.

imagine at first he's purely researching like demon anatomy and biology to figure out what's happening to him and then gradually getting more and more into romance and then that's how whichever brother finds out what's going on. lmao but really do tell me more. which brother would you want it to be first etc.

#obey me!#demoncest #asklog

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Ok! I have to ask! If RAD was in the Philippines, what headcanons would you have about the brothers' life there? All I know for a fact is that Beel would absolutely devour lumpia! Of course I'm biased because I can't get enough of lumpia whenever I can get some (which we used to have neighbors who gave us homemade lumpia all the time!)

I will get The Most Self Indulgent Headcanon out of the way first: if they also had to study at a human school here they would all study in Ateneo de Manila LMAOOO bias what bias I'm not biased—

Anyway anyway, disclaimer needed: My experience is largely limited to living somewhere in Batangas and Manila so my thoughts are gonna be mostly based off of that

Random thoughts?? That are also pretty revealing of how I feel about living here ngl (also this become more like 'if they had to stay in the Philippines for a while what are their thoughts/what would they do' more than 'if RAD was in the Philippines'

Lucifer

Somehow I feel like Lucifer would generally like... Be in a state of constant annoyance while he's here lol I sort of imagine him to be the one who'll insist on driving everyone because he won't trust them to not get into accidents with how shit the traffic situation is here + he knows that if he has to brainwash the cops into not giving them tickets he can just leave it at that. And being a driver here just seems like the most annoying thing you can do to yourself, but the public transpo situation is also shit so he'll just drive

Owns the S&R card for the family? Basically Costco in the Philippines and it's like.. the only place where they do groceries for stuff like chips and snacks and stuff because it's all in bulk.

OH. BUT GUYS. LUCIFER AT A PALENGKE?? Lucifer??? Namamalengke????? May dalang sako bag at fishnet sdhfgdfg GUYS HGJDS Please join in me imagining him dragging some of his brothers with him to a palengke to buy meat and veggies because the supermarkets don't have enough for Beel sdfhjksfdg

OOOOH the way all the vendors would gawk at him and his brothers too like all the vendors would do their best to get their attention and buy from their stall because then they both get eye candy + and can call it a day because they're sure to buy everything? Weekly occurrence of them being treated like celebrities

Sometimes buys taho for everyone when he's feeling like it

Mammon

Mammon would be ukay king and would thrive in Quiapo. Just leave him there for a couple days and he'll know the area inside and out, can point you to stores that aren't being underhanded, and will somehow have spotted which of the insane number of vendors there are the supplier shops to all the others?

Will sort of make a game of pointing out which shops are selling stolen electronics also sdjfkhd Not that it's hard to tell

He will just have so much money somehow and be so happy that so much shit is cheap. Easily see him making money overseas somehow and then just spending it all here because of how conversion rates make the dollar/euro/pound extra delicious here

And tbh security everywhere is kinda dodge so when the greed takes over, Lucifer's gonna need a tight leash because it's insanely easy to scam people here and steal their info and all that (one of the biggest banks here has some of the shoddiest protection? it's insane. Mammon would hack them ez.)

Also I just feel like... He would be a heart throb somehow and go viral after some rando took a pic of him looking completely fresh while in a hoodie in the middle of Quiapo?????

"guys may gwapo sa quiapo kausapin ko ba sya" Twitter post going viral and he becomes a model because of it ( translation: "guys there's a hot guy in quiapo do I talk to him")

Oh but there will be days when he's in like. Resort's World Manila or something or some of the casinos here ofc

Thinking about him in Greenhills though? I think he'd be so fascinated by how they have really good designer bootlegs, shit bootlegs, stuff that actually seem to be legit with some defects, and how the tech area can repair literally anything

Tinola enjoyer. He would also be the one to find really good food places from going around the city and would take his brothers there.

Levi

I'm actually not sure what Levi would find appealing here? I think he'd actually fucking hate going outside even more than he does in the Devildom because it is so crowded everywhere... Apparently Manila's one of the most densely populated places in the world and honest to goodness, when you're there it really shows.

It's hot, depending on where you are it's also very humid, it's usually really noisy, even crossing the road is typically some form of nightmare as no one respects crosswalks (both the pedestrians and drivers >.>)

It's honestly a sensory nightmare here. Poor Levi.

If he gets into human world idols (specifically kpop, the hallyu wave is strong here) he'll find his people though. The local brands are all currently using Stray Kidz, NCT, Twice, etc etc to promote their stuff. Kpop concerts here are pretty fire, but he'll probably get a bit of culture shock if he's used to Korean and Japanese concert culture

Anime is also a pretty big deal here! But it's not quite on the radar for much exciting stuff to happen compared to kpop.

Can easily see him side eyeing all the bootleg merch here lmao there is SO much bootleg merch

Also he'll hate the state of Manila Ocean Park. He and Satan will go on rants about the state of the zoos and aquarium.

OH! But I like to think he'd enjoy Komikon (not to be confused with Comic Con) and Komiket? Those are where the local komiks and artists all go and I like to think he'd enjoy buying their stuff and supporting the indie scene

OOOOH SUKI SA SHOPEE AND LAZADA like Akuzon who? Shopee and Lazada are his best friends here

Very fond of the selection of local chips and those Zesto fruit sodas become a favorite. He likes the Dalandan one best.

bit specific but I think he'd become an expert on every single bubble tea store in the area too? And there are a LOT

Satan

On one hand. I think he'd enjoy learning about the culture. It's rich, it's fascinating, it's deep, and he would absolutely find ways to attend History lectures from some of the universities because he's heard that they're really good

On the other hand, I think he'll lose his mind at how anti-intellectual a majority of people here are. It's maddening, and he'll have to learn to not bother debating with people with certain ideals because it's fucking pointless.

Might be a bit depressing for him honestly, because the education situation here fucking sucks ass. He'll see he can't exactly blame the people, but also he fucking wishes they'd open their minds a bit.

Also ngl... The bookstores all seem to be struggling too so :( That's something he would also be upset about

As far as I can tell, there isn't really a library culture? And cafe culture is odd depending on where you are. In some places it's basically a sit-down restaurant with a huge coffee selection, and in others it's like the one you'd expect. Animal cafes are very rare.

Self indulgent HC #2: He'll get into all the local coffees :) He will then look into visiting where some of them originated and will somehow find himself in my hometown for a little while where Beel will drag him off to enjoy some lomi and goto after buying some coffee somewhere

Like Levi though I feel like I see him having a lot of issues with being here? I feel like if you have any concern for the environment or education or just don't like crowds and noise you'd have a lot of issues with living here tbh

OH GHJSDHGASD relevant to me thinking he'd go to ADMU: the Philippine Animal Welfare Society is right behind campus apparently?? I see him being there all the time and helping out with donations and TNR programs <3

Frequently in Intramuros and also frequents the three National Museums!! Goes to all three days of Art Fair PH with Asmo too

He'll fall in love with sinigang. Random but I think he'd really like it? Dinuguan as well

Asmo

OOH MAN

He would look at our drugstore beauty products and be so baffled as to why they are shockingly so good despite being dirt cheap lmao

Like I know drugstore is cheap. But Filipinos demand for intense pigment and true long lasting waterproof products for low prices if they're going to buy makeup from anywhere. The beauty vlogger impact is real here, though I think it's slowed down with the pandemic + people have been growing more minimal with makeup.

Ukay king alongside Mammon!! His OOTDs will grab attention wherever he goes and he'll charm whoever's at the counter into giving discounts if he thinks they're overpricing something

Makati red light district frequenter <3 Goes there with Mammon and scams the sleazier people there

Would pass whenever Lucifer goes to the palengke though? Just can't see him ever wanting to go >.>

Will definitely go nuts each time he's reminded of how casual the homophobia/transphobia/misogyny is here tho like let's be real He would stay within Manila because that's where he won't be inclined to kill a shit ton of people for the dumb bullshit they spew

Personally also I think he'd be really happy about the nice coffee here too, and would join Satan in sampling different varieties and getting really into it.

OH! Would enjoy going to Farmer's in Cubao a lot to buy some plants? I think he'd get really into taking care of plants while here and would have a little sampaguita garden he's helping grow using magic right there in his bathroom

He'd be fond of halo-halo and all the kakanin will be a guilty pleasure. Loves how easy access so much tropical fruit is? Would feel bad about eating so much rice tho despite all the kakanin

Beel

Beel (and honestly everyone else too) would greatly enjoy the food and how cheap all the good shit is. You mentioned lumpia and I strongly agree, he can decimate a whole bilao just fine and it would be fine because whole bilao would cost like... Chump change to them sdfhjkdfg And while you didn't specify which kind of lumpia, I can so vividly see Beel inhaling literally every kind... Lumpiang shanghai, lumpiang sariwa, lumpiang toge oml...

Guys that fucking meme. That meme of him being huge and ordering at a McDonald's??? That meme would be real and it's so funny to think about sdfhjkdsfgh

Sorry to reduce Beel to food on my own post but I just think he really would have a good time here because of it? He won't have to feel as bad about the expenses

Personally think he would like... spend the entire day out a lot? Idk why I think this. Like he and Mammon would just be together lots in the Philippines, they just seem like they'd somehow enjoy the weather and exploring places Belphie found dead in a ditch

Also for some reason I think he'd strike up pleasant idle conversation with vendors often? Gather a rep for being a gentle giant, always stopping by for their wares/food, pleasant personality, brings in customers bc they're also curious about the huge man

OOOH just seems like everyone would love him and be excited to see him around the area??? All the titas and titos greeting him happily and he asks how they are and they ask how he and his are

Likely goes with Lucifer the most for those palengke trips

Eats the rice that Asmo won't eat bc and says nothing when Asmo eats all the kalamay and sapin-sapin sdfjksdfkh

The only one among them who might be chill about the shit public transpo?

Belphie

dude truthfully idk what this place has for him either. everything is a hassle and i cant help but think that like Levi he's have a shit time outside >.>

OH but he would probably like it when it's like, early in the morning. Might take a walk with Beel and buy some bread (sometimes Lucifer joins them and they all get everyones bfast together)

Jacobina/paborita + coffee in the morning enjoyer!! Gets in the routine of buying pandesal for everyone in the morning too because he's out early enough that he buys em freshly baked too

On occasion gets dragged to the palengke with Lucifer in the mornings when seafood is part of the menu for that week because that's the best time to get seafood at the palengke

Some days he just disappears by himself into wherever and comes back with interesting snacks for Beel??

Also seems like he'd be chill with any strays and stuff like I think Satan would drag him into helping out at PAWS

The one to suggest they all go hiking sometimes the most, or just go on trips to somewhere that isn't the city, which surprises everyone. But really it's just so much more peaceful outside of the city. He even looks into arranging the trip himself sometimes, though Lucifer usually takes over at some point.

#chat & colloquy #eternallydaydreaming2015 #these are so train of thought sdhjkfdsf sorry #im sleep deprived but also didnt wanna let this sit for a while #these arent that serious lol but i think you can tell what my thoughts and feelings abt living here are #obey me headcanons

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district memories of managers master list

because like, two of my friends were actively curious and encouraged me to talk about my memories of the managers, so! i guess we'll start with the more tame of the two sets of memories. also heads up, these are mostly just for people i actively remember being around a lot or have actual memories of. uhh, people like cosmo, belle, tawney, holly, etc. aren't included because i was never around them enough to have an actual input on them as cogs.

anyways! memories under the cut. it starts with clash mems in green then my district in red.

benjamin biggs; very into sharing drama with people, i've listened to him maybe 5-6 times just go off about a set of cogs and then told me about rain & derrick man. outside of that i didn't really talk to him much? i've heard more from other toons if anything like how he's a bitch to fight because half the time he just taunts people then gets really loud with the stupid ringing.

buck ruffler; i more ran into buck a lot because we both had a mutual attachment to gambling. like, we became friends (sorta) over me running into him to play slots or something. quack was really fun to be around, really loud like me. we both matched each others energies really intensely and if anyone else was around they'd get annoyed super fucking fast. uhh buck didn't really give a shit that i broke the filter and thought it was really funny, we'd get into cussing matches in the server when it was dead so i didn't get caught by pete /silly

chip revvington; was NOT a fan of me by any means, i'm a horrible influence on pancake so he'd get really annoyed when he found out i was hanging out with her a lot. not to mention i was her SISTER FIGURE? outrageous! uhh, chip tended to be really quiet and reserved when we were alone though, it was really awkward but there were a few times when i was upset that he actually dropped the "i hate you" act and just kind of awkwardly asked me if i was okay and if he could help at all. i didn't really know what to do but it usually lead to just me being held. even if he hated me he kinda sucked at it /silly

dave brubot; really weird friendship with this guy. i hit him with a golf cart, he emoted, and slid/ran off for a good couple weeks before i'd see him again. uhh, met up again after i'd tripped and got squashed by a flowerpot? i got scooped up, dusted off, and set back down on the ground like nothing happened. can't remember what he said to me but it was probably something something are you okay or something. not quite like that, that's not the brubot fashion but yeah. he left again when i was sure i was alright, gave me his number, and i just kind of held onto it for a couple months? i didn't do anything with it, i just focused on my tasks for the most part before getting to the kudos board for mezzos melodyland and really just kinda went "huh. i forgot i had this." to the number? called it on the phone later that night and nobody picked up. but i think that was because he was performing, i later got a whisper from pancake about it asking if i called hymn. and uh, yeah. i got teased for a while about having his number and all that but we became really close friends. i'd go and visit him out of the blue during the day since his shows were at night. we just did a bunch of useless shit together a lot of the times, it was really fun... kind of domestic. i miss hymn, he's goofy as hell.

misty monsoon; i don't remember a whole ton about misty but i do remember us not liking each other at all for a period of time. uh, we sat down eventually and just started talking on the docks together. talked about exes, life goals, what we want to see out of the world... kind of just deep conversations. i asked her about mary since they were together and she told me about how their relationship is. i got advice from her about some other things and got told to never change who i am for anyone else. people'll love me if they see past all my dumb shit anyways and stick by my side if they really do care.

graham & flint bonpyre; the two of them were married in the clash mems i have, they're very very closeknit with each other. i used to steal stuff from graham's place in spite for like, the LONGEST time. pancake and flint both had to keep convincing me to bring things back myself and apologize in person, but then graham would go and taunt me about it. so, we kind of had this on/off frenemy situation going on. shakes my fist, clash graham you're a bitch!!!!!! as for flint he was generally really nice to me, he and pancake were in a qpr with each other so i saw flint more than graham. we'd chat with each other from time to time but otherwise i really didn't run around or into him too often. i'd stop and say hi if i saw him on the street over time because of pancake.

cathal bravecog; barely remember cathal but he was cool, we'd hangout pretty often just to play video games or just watch tv. i had a tendency to just pass out on his floor or the desk when we were in the middle of watching a movie or something on the longer side of things for time frame things. shrugs, would have to say? pretty cool guy tbh.

and now... onto the general gist of my district managers. i'm not typing out individual things like i did for clash memories because my head's starting to hurt trying to force myself to remember this stuff, but: like i said in the one post before about them all being their own brands of insane? yeah. that's really not far off. so far the only one i've really typed up anything for is graham because i was in and out of lullaby lane a lot since it connected to mezzos melody land.

graham, holly, prester, etc. were all programmed to be more of promotional kinds of bots. like, living... walking talking advertisements for human corporations or the idea of human corporations abroad. graham was more humanoid compared to the rest of the managers because he was meant to be like, a physical model or representation of humans to the toons since humans didn't frequent in toontown enough for everyone to be aware of them.

i don't remember exactly what all corporations they were promoting but it was probably a mix of a bunch of bullshit. i think a majority of my memories were just being involved in maybe one or two of their personal lives (chip and flint through pancake) and anyone else i hardly knew outside of running into them on the off chance i was out and about in their assigned playground districts.

i wanna say out of all of them i've seen mary the most? we're friends (ish) because of the one case i had that weaponized a cog with dip and was blasting toons with it in barnacle boatyard. it was contaminating the water so i had to work with a group of other people in the detective agency to figure out what the fuck to do to get this thing out of here. then mary rolls up and blasts it with a shit ton of water when it's core was exposed. so yeah, good relationship with mary at the very least. that and i wanna say dave and i were on really neutral terms in my district.

i'd swing by from time to time like clash mems but we didn't do much, it was more to just check if anything new happened related to a really long open case. uhh, i think i saw more of the managers after i stopped the detective things but they were all literally so fucking crazy at times it was a little off putting & scary.

not to mention there was a weird bug floating around for a while that transferred override codes to a couple of the other managers. chip didn't mean for that one to happen but it just did, he wasn't programmed with the override to begin with. if i remember right, he had something put in him when he was taken out in a fight maybe once. the details were really limited on that.

anything else relating to them were from things i'd heard on the offhand.

additionally for stuff with buck since i'm pretty sure people know from the past posts i've made on him that i have strong feelings towards my districts buck because, well uh... he's tried to kill me a decent few times.

#👑. Princess #it's a lot...

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Do you have any majima relationship headcanons or dadjima headcanons that you've never shared with us before? We always send our requests to you, but what about situations you think about with majima/dadjima and how you'd think he'd be in them?

Mmm had to sit on this one for quite a while to gather my thoughts. I tend to also insert a lot of little personal headcanons in my requests, but under the cut are some I haven’t talked about yet! 👀

I’ll start off mildly spicy by saying that Majima probably sleeps naked or almost naked most nights. Well, most nights where he actually manages to get some sleep. He’s usually exhausted enough to want to crash as soon as possible, so after he strips, he really can’t be bothered with pyjamas or house clothes. I’m doubtful he even owns any, since he anyway spends almost no time in his apartment...

But, because Majima’s so fond of being nude, once he gets a partner, cuddles feel all the more intimate. He can mould his entire body around them, using the warmth of full skin contact as a means of falling sound asleep 💙 During the night though, expect him to gravitate towards his “natural” sleeping position: the T-pose. Best for snoring as well.

For his mourning routine, there’s nothing like that first cigarette of the day. Paired with coffee only if his partner is awake before him and can tempt him with a cup. Otherwise he’s got a stash of energy drinks at the office that’ll keep him going throughout most of the day.

When it comes to food, Majima doesn’t strike me as a picky eater. He maybe has one or two ingredients he doesn’t care for, but if they’re tossed inside a warm, generally tasty dish, he won’t complain. In fact, he’s actually more than a little moved every time someone cooks for him. Just knowing that they care, that they’re willing to share their home, their food and a fundamental human bonding moment - meal time - with a man most people would never consider having over for dinner... it chips off a bit of that hardened shell he’s made around the marshmallow he calls a heart.

Add this to Majima’s natural curious streak and I think he’d be the kind of boyfriend and husband who always enthusiastically praises his partner’s cooking and, if let’s say they’re from a non-Japanese background, encourages them to show him also some traditional dishes from their culture. Though don’t rely on him too much when it comes to helping with the preparation. He can follow instructions, sure, but he gets too easily distracted and tends to be a serial snacker. If there are edible things lying around waiting to be thrown in the pot... he’ll sneakily “sample” them when his partner’s not looking.

One change that occurs in his preferences once he enters a stable relationship is that he goes from being a strict shower-only guy to the more typical “nightly soak in the tub” kinda ojisan. As far as I understand it’s pretty common among Japanese to bathe every evening, just stewing away all the day’s worries. And I think for Majima this would be even more cathartic with a partner.

His bathtub is a spacious, top-of-the-line appliance that only existed to gather dust before he realized the potential of underwater cuddles. It takes him a while to discover all its nifty functions (because... ojisan) but once he does, bath time becomes almost a ritual. Now, you’re technically supposed to wash outside the tub, but if it’s just the two of them... he gets to run his hands all over his beloved’s body and get pampered in return, with soapy scrubs and a nice scalp massage while they wash his hair. And maybe a pair of foam boobs while they’re at it.

Ok, onto the Dadjima ones 💖

We all know Majima has a soft spot for little girls so of course if he had a daughter it would be his ultimate dream come true. He’d treat her not just like a princess, but a queen! 👑 Right but maybe... that’s precisely the point where he’d run into issues, when his daughter turns out to be quite the tomboy. He wants to be the best dad he can be of course, but like most people of his generation, he’s still shaped by society’s gender roles. His “Kodak moment” daydreams probably go a bit like this: with a son he’d play Godzilla to his lego city and arm wrestle him at least once a year to gauge how strong he’s grown... and with daughter he’d put together a whole wardrobe of cute dresses and bring Goromi out to attend her plushie tea parties.

He means well, but there’s inevitably going to be a moment where he realizes that his fantasies do not overlap with reality. His daughter’s much more drawn to the toys that aren’t all “girly girl”, same for her outfits and play activities... This undoubtedly would disappoint Majima at first, but it would also give him a valuable opportunity to reflect on why he feels disappointed. Reanalyze his biases and maybe conclude that a guy like him whose whole life has been about rebelling from what’s seen as “normal” has no business forcing his own kids into the boxes he considers normal.

But here’s a thought that just occurred to me: if his daughter was into princesses and especially drawing them... what if every single princess she draws sports very elaborate, very large tattoos? Listen, princesses are pretty. Daddy has tattoos. Goromi is the prettiest princess she knows so... Connect the dots 😌 Teachers who happen to see these drawings would have a bit of a shock though, as it dawns on them that the tattoo isn’t just flowers, it’s also snakes... and demon ladies!

This is a sweet image I sometimes think about: Majima taking his kids to festivals. The munchkins looking cute in their little yukatas, pleading with dad for a bite of every single enticing festival food (taiyaki in particular being a big fave) and of course trying their skills at the various games. And although festivals usually bring out Majima’s competitive side, it seems he’s “inexplicably” losing to his young opponents every single time... 🤔

Saejima would probably tag along to these events too. He’s there to keep an extra eye on the kids as they could easily get lost in the crowd, but for his troubles is rewarded with the role of... bag and coat carrier. He gets his revenge at some point though, when Majima’s kids bluntly declare they like hanging out at the Saejima family office a lot more than at dad’s. The reason is simple: kitties. Lots and lots of kitties.

Back to Majima though 👀 Why does a guy who doesn’t have much of a sweet tooth always order himself a dessert when going out for family meals? It couldn’t be that a good 2/3rds of that dessert always ends up surrendered to a very eager kid... Sugar isn’t the best thing to get them hooked on, but Majima considers it compensation for all the days he makes a mental note to bring back ice cream before coming home, but... forgets, because that’s just how he is.

And finally, a scenario for when Majima’s kid gets older.

What if one day he comes home a little early and stumbles upon his daughter, already in her late teens, sneaking a cigarette out on the balcony? Yeah it’s a good hiding place, but the outside noise means she also can’t hear her dad coming in... However Majima is less concerned with how he’s technically just caught her doing something “bad” and more struck by her image: long, silky black hair swept into a ponytail, looking at the city below, through the haze of bluish smoke. It’s like an old snapshot, like he's somehow looking at himself from all those years ago. Except, unlike the Lord of the Night was at the time... she's free.

The comparison to his younger self is even more poignant when he joins her and lights his own smoke, much to her surprise and panic. But as it becomes clear he’s not there to scold her, the moment is one of silent, tender closeness. Majima might note with a chuckle that, just like him when he was a little yakuza runt, she doesn’t seem to enjoy the nicotine taste much.

Because really I think teen Maji was bursting into coughing fits after every single drag if no one he particularly cared about impressing was looking. Only once he got out of the Hole and was thrust into the high stress environment at the Grand did he get properly addicted, using cigs as both stress-relievers and meal replacements...

In the end, Majima’s not going to forbid it or punish her. All he hopes is that her life ends up filled with distractions much more pleasant than smoking, so she never has to follow in his footsteps 💙

#anon asks #majima goro x reader #goro majima x reader #dadjima #snugasks #how long is too long #maji screenshot only because I couldn't resist that look...

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honesthammie · 3 years

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Prompt 39: Death wants you to be terrified. But the scariest thing is wanting death.

13th Doctor x female curvy reader

Warnings: mentions of suicidal thoughts, alcohol and drug abuse, domestic abuse, fat phobia

I'm sorry for this. Its really depressing and I've been hesitant on letting you guys see it but I kinda like how it's written. I've made the abuser gender neutral as females can also be abusive. I promise the next one will be much happier!

"Come on (y/n), you can make it! Just jump across and reach for my hand. I promise you won't fall." The Doctors voice echoes across the widening canyon. If you looked down, you would only see pitch black. You didn't know how long you'd fall. Maybe this would be the perfect time to just go for it. Its not like you'd matter, you're only slowing the team down as is.

They wouldn't even be in this mess if you didn't slip and hit the world shattering drill, turning it on full blast. Unfortunately, you smashed the button making it unable to turn it off. Of course the only way you'd be able to turn it off is to actually go towards it. Everyone in the room screamed at you and some raised their tentacles to attack you if the Doctor didn't step in front of you. You know the Doctor noticed you flinching and your eyes gloss over and noticed you bracing for the impact.

You learned over the years to just accept your fate. You can't run from anyone when you weighed this much. You couldn't hide either, which often left you to just accept what was coming and hope nothing broke. Bruises were always easy to cover and so were any cuts but broken bones, that was always on display and you'd have to break your number one rule: never lie. You hated lying. The truth always comes out anyway so why hide it? If you hide it, you get punished worse anyway so why bother?

If you jumped and actually went with the team, you'd get questioned about earlier and about hesitating at jumping. But if you fell, would the Doctor miss you? As much as you hated to admit it, you were absolutely in love with the adorable alien. Why did you hate to admit it? Because she was a goddess and you were a waste of skin and bones. You weren't skinny and you didn't fit in with the team at all. You were only here out of pity.

You remember when you first met the team. You were the only person alive when they searched underneath the hotel. Even the spiders didn't want you. You were at the hotel because you heard about killer spiders and you wanted an out. You could never do it or something would come up stopping you from ending all your misery. You were the complete opposite of the Doctor. She was so brave and said whatever she wanted and didn't really care for the consequences.

You focused on the Doctors sparkling eyes. Despite the situation, she still sparkled with hope and encouragement. She wasn't upset with you. You really wished she was. This would be such an easier decision to make. Your head was pounding and your heart was going faster than her two hearts. Did you even want her upset? You couldn't tell, your head was spinning wildly, one thought going to another without a chance to process the last one.

You had come to a clear decision. You ran back and let momentum do its thing as your feet left the muddy gravel. You felt so free as you glided in the air for a few seconds. It was the most beautiful feeling. No punishment, no tears before going to sleep and no terror of going back home. Just you and gravity.

Then with a clearer mind you regretted your choice. You were horrified. You weren't ready. It wasn't time yet. Graham can't lose you. He'd only recently lost his wife. He'd feel the same as you and that thought terrified you. He'd survived cancer and gained himself a new family. He can't be like you. Ryan needed him, wether he was willing to admit that or not.

Suddenly you panicked and last minute reached your hand out hoping you'd grab something. Anything. You felt a soft warm object and latched on for dear life. You were then lifted up and onto soil. You focused on your breathing a moment and waited for your heart to calm down. You looked up and saw what, or rather who, saved you. You shouldn't have been so surprised to see the Doctors worried face above yours. She gave you a questioning look, knowing the question, you nodded your head and she straightened herself and helped you up.

"That was great (n/n)! So brave of you! Let's go gang, we've gotta turn this drill off before it splits the planet in half!" She shouted as she ran forward, seemingly knowing the way. She didn't let go of your hand until you reached the drill about 10 minutes later. You couldn't help the blushthat formed on your cheeks. The Doctor quickly opened a panel on the side of the drill.

The drill was massive, bigger than the Eiffel Tower and that what was on surface level, it went down much deeper that it had reached halfway to the liquid nitrogen that ran in this cold planet where our magma centre would be. The drill itself was purple and spherical. The panel box was the size of a human head which was about the size of the civilisations sucker pads. Inside were 3 buttons and 1 lever. You needed to type the pattern that would gain the access to the drill and force stop. If it goes wrong, it speeds up rendering this planet uninhabitable.

You watched as the Doctor quickly typed the pattern in. Red,blue,red,red,red,blue,black,black,blue. That was the pattern she quickly pressed in and held the lever down for 10 seconds. Soon the drill came to a halt and the planet was peaceful once again. You all let out a sigh of relief as it stopped.

You made your way back to the chief of the race and explained that they should dismantle and never use that drill again unless they plan to empty the panet of everything it has within. He quickly agreed and the fam made their way back to the TARDIS.

As soon as tye TARDIS was parked on the edge of your solar system, you got into your comfy clothes ready to nap or maybe play a few games to slow your adrenaline until you were tired enough for a full nights rest. You played a few rounds of uno and some poker where you used some bits of metal instead of chips. Eventually everyone had left except you and the Doctor.

You made your way to the doors of the ship and settled down just watching the stars in front of you. If the sentient machine hadn't already been aware of your darkest thought, you would have jumped out there and been amongst them. Just floating eventually turning to nothing but bones drifting, maybe to never be found. All the sights you've seen and yet this is where you were the most impressed. This was your home, your galaxy and because of all the light pollution, you had never been fully aware of how many neighbours you had because you had been literally blind. This was only stuff captured and faked and now, it's forever in your mind.

You heard movement and a shuffle next you. You knew who it was because she was the only other person awake and you knew she was going to ask and not let it drop until you tell her truth. And you were going to give her it but that doesn't mean you were ready to do so but you had to, someone had to know. Maybe you wanted help or maybe just someone to listen and know everything making you mentally naked in front of them.

The Doctor waited a few moments. She was figuring out how to word it without sounding horrible. "Is everything alright at home?" She asked her voice laced with genuine concern. "Sorry if this sounds a bit abrupt but let me explain. You've been really weird lately. You hardly speak and when you its with as few words as possible, you keep going elsewhere mentally and Rassilion forbid anyone getting angry with you! I also noticed how you hesitated today when jumping and I saw your worry and panic when you jumped. I think I know but I can't help you if you don't at least tell me what is going on! And don't change the subject or anything, just answer me please. I lo-. I can't lose you too." Her voice raised a little as she panicked just speaking about it. Halfway through she grabbed both of your hands and continued her speech.

You looked deep into her eyes for any sign of a lie but there wasn't one. Just like at the canyon, her eyes showed nothing but love. Maybe you should tell her, just her. No Yaz, no Graham and no Ryan. Just you, The Doctor and the TARDIS. You looked away for a moment as you collected your thoughts. However, as you opened your mouth and tried to speak, you found no voice. You couldn't tell her about them. Lord knows what she's capable of. But you've been looking for an out for so damn long. Maybe this is it. She's your out, no death involved.

You walked towards a panel in the console and pushed your hands inside and focused. You focused on the worst time it happened. You concentrated on the fear and everything attached. You couldn't tell her, but you could show her. The TARDIS disappeared into the vortex but didn't seem so sure on landing. She was picking it all up, she felt everything you did and she did not like going. "Please baby girl, I need her to know. I need help but I can't tell her. She's my only out that doesn't involve death and that terrifies me! Please. I understand your hesitation but she needs to see." You spoke mentally to the sentient blue box. She made a sad sound as she gently landed in the moment.

The Doctor looked at you bewildered. Her eyes were wide and her mouth agape. You walked up to her and grabbed her hand reassuringly. You led her to the doors that separated her from your darkest secret. You took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

You appeared to be in the basement of your house. You walked up the stairs and took her to a storage room where she could see it happen. You sat in silence for a few minutes only the sounds of breathing and your heartbeat could be heard.

You knew this day off by heart, it plagued your nightmares often. It all started to sweet and went sour so quickly. At this time you were currently on your way back from doing your weekly shop to Tescos making sure you didn't forget their vodka and gin on your way to pay. Thankfully, the shop was only 10 minuets away and you doubted that the TARDIS would make you wait longer than nessacary. Just as the Doctor opened her mouth to speak the door opened and in walked an 18 year old you.

You set the bags down and started sorting the items into their new places. The canned foods go in the cupboard and the meat goes into the fridge. There were loads of food and stuff to go through and place properly. After you placed the last can of baked beans into the cupboard, the door swung open, nearly breaking the door.

They came home from their dealers place early. They stunk of weed and alcohol and had a little white powder around their nose. They looked like they had a good time until they had to come home. It was their dealers birthday so he was having a brothel themed party meaning there were strippers, pole dancers and prostitutes as well. The dealer was a rich guy who practically ran this city. The cops couldn't do anything as he could always bail himself out of jail.

They looked you in your comfy clothes and scoffed. They looked angry. "Why aren't you in your normal clothes babes? I thought I told you to throw away all of that shit. Come on now. Don't tell me I wasted all my well earned money on those clothes I specifically chose for you?"

You shuddered, both in the past and now except now they only made bile rise into your throat. You were so young and vulnerable. Now you know better.

The past you quickly scampered off to get changed. After only 5 minutes you reappeared in what was sexy school girl. The blue miniskirt covered less than most underwear so you were forced to wear a thong. The shirt was a bralet that barely covered your nipples. Your hair was in pigtails and you wore thigh highs. The sight made you silently sick in your mouth. You looked pathetic and weak.

You looked at them expectingly. You were waiting for your next order from them. They seemed to drool at the sight of you. "That's better babes. Why didn't you go shopping like that? Show the world your fat ugly figure? I want you to walk out there and see that no one else wants you but here I am, loving you. I am the only one who will ever like you in the way we have now. Your lucky I've had some fun tonight. All I want is my vodka and a new blunt darling"

You quickly went and grabbed their stuff and walked towards them as they settled in front of the TV. They turned the TV on and put Love Island on. How you hated that show. It made you feel bad for being the size you are. The women on there were beautiful but you also knew that, that kind of beauty costs money. So while your partner had fun watching the show for the romance, you watched it to spot what part of them was bought and what was real. Almost all the women had fake teeth and breasts. You hated how your partner would make snide comments on how they looked compared to you.

"You should be looking like Becky ya know. Beautiful teeth, big perky tits and a fucking great ass. What do you have? Flabs!" And there was the first comment of the day. The first of 30, you counted.

"Yeah well you are fucking broke so I can't look like fucking fake ass Becky or the others!" You thought. Then the Doctor gave you a look of shock and pity and then you realised you said that aloud. Not loud enough for them to hear you but enough for the Doctor.

"Make yourself fucking useful and make me some dinner. I fancy a steak and chips." They ordered as you got up and waddled over to the kitchen. A few minutes in you realised you put too much oil in the pan for the steak but the steak was already in and cooking quick. So quick that it started to smoke just a little bit. You tried blowing it away from them before they realised that you fucked up their dinner but ut was too late. They were already on their feet a marching towards you.

"I'm so sorry. I accidentally poured too much oil in. I'm so sorry. I have a spare steak, you can have my meal for tonight, I could do with skipping a meal anyways, helps me lose weight!" Past you was panicked and present you wasn't much better. Even though you were safe from them, they still made you uneasy. If you were to ever see them again, you'd freeze. They made your blood run cold. Even their voice sent unpleasant shivers down your spine.

"You better make me another steak but I still have to punish you. You fucked up, a lesson needs to be learnt." They said scarily politely. They grabbed your left arm and marched you towards the sink. They also grabbed the burning pan and pinned you so you had no escape as they poured the boiling oil onto your skin. You knew not to scream do you bit into your other arm knowing a bite out of it is better than causing more punishments for screaming.

When they were done left to watch the TV and you knew what that meant. You had to cook the spare steak and make there meal before you can get proper treatment at the hospital. Through your tears of agony, you quickly ran your burnt and bleeding arm under the cold water of the sink. You bit deeper into your other arm and tasting blood, but thay didn't stop you until the left one had cooled down. Then you got an old shirt, ripped 2 pieces of fabric off and wrapped them around both arm Injuries. You then continued their meal.

Once they had the meal they kicked you and punched you in the stomach because the chips were slightly cold and then they drove you to the hospital as they promised. When you had left you didn't realise you had been crying until a drop fell on your arm. You walked out of the storage room and sat on the sofa, turning the TV off.

The Doctor looked shocked for a moment before walking over and kneeling in front of you. The Doctor went silent for a moment. Before she could speak, you decided to speak first.

"I couldn't tell you because I couldn't think if a nice way of telling you. I didn't want to appear weak to you." You cried as your voice cracked in the middle due to the tears and the strain. The Doctor looked at you in pity and disappointment.

"This does not make you weak. Being abused does not make you weak. Because being abused is like being tortured by someone who supposed to love you and cherish you. They are meant to protect you from danger not be the danger. I would never hurt you. I know that I put you in risky situations but believe me, I would never intentionally put you in danger. You mean too much to me" The Doctor softly spoke with tears making a little river down her soft cheeks and onto your black carpet below.

"Before I met them, I was like you or Yaz. I was so happy at everything. Very little could bring me down. But I met them and started dating them and suddenly, my world of sunshine faded to grey. There was no light. I wanted to die Doctor. When you found me at that spider hotel, I wanted to be free from them as I couldn't do it. I can't because they'd kill me. I don't want to be alive whilst I'm with them. I have so many scars from either them or me trying to end my own life and that the scariest thing. Death wants us to be terrified but wanting to die is so much more terrifying Doctor, I know that." You cried as you emptied all you could to her. The Doctor was silent for a moment, taking in everything you said. Waves of emotion flashed through her, anger, sadness, pity and something you couldn't quite place.

"You said wanted. That's past tense. You said wanted to die. What changed? What made you want to live?"

"You did. You saved me from the spiders. You gave me a temporary out of the relationship for a while. You made me smile for the first time in 3 years! You made me laugh. The world of grey is now full of sunshine and rainbows Doctor. You also saved me today. When I jumped across that canyon, I jumped to end my life. I made a mistake that nearly ended a planet! If I wasn't so fat and clumsy maybe i-"

"Don't you dare say that! You are not fat (n/n). Yes you have more plush to your body but you are not fat. I hate that word. Its such a nasty word. You are gorgeous, amazing and so brilliant. You can't see what I see and I really wished you could for just one moment. You are worthy of being loved and cared for. You are precious, rare, one of a kind. I've never met anyone like you. There's always some skinny, fake bodied and caked up women but there's no one with as much natural beauty as you! Let's get back to the TARDIS and we'll talk more when looking at the stars because I can see that being here isn't doing you any favours" The Doctor spoke with such passion that you started to believe that her words held more than those of a supporting friend would.

Once the TARDIS was parked in the Milky Way you settled by the door once again and found yourself accompanied by the sweet alien. You both sat there for a moment just content with wrapping your heads around what's just happened. You looked over to the blonde and noticed how the stars made her glow in such an ethereal way that you felt almost compelled to worship her. Maybe you should after everything she's done for you. Her eyes sparkled with si many emotions from the past senario.

"Are you still with them?"

"Why do you think I never left this place? I mean even if could, I wouldn't want to but it's mainly because if I go back home, I'll come back with more injuries. I feel safer with you. You are my sunshine and rainbows and they are my storm clouds. Whilst I'm here, I'm alive and mostly unbroken. Whilst I'm there, I'm as alive as a puppet and severely broken. I can't leave, not on my own anyway."

The Doctor looked at you in thought. "The starlight compliments you. You look so pretty and almost angelic. I just wish they never hurt my angel. My innocent angel had broken wings and I'm going to fix what the Devil broke, I promise. Just hold on, I'm going to take us somewhere."

You held the nearest crystal as the TARDIS transported you somewhere but it seemed like the sentient machine was determined to take you there as quick as she could. As you opened the doors you noticed a familiar smell of weed mixed with alcohol. You heard the familiar tune of Love Island and knew exactly where you were. You were home. The Doctor saw your hesitation and whispered softly, "I want you to pack everything you want. I've written a note for them to find. I'm going to put it on the bed. If they notice you scream for me and I'll be there. They will not hurt you much, hopefully not at all. I just need to do something in the TARDIS before I help you." She turned and left into the TARDIS and disappeared down a corridor.

The atmosphere sent chills down your spine and you were frozen. The TARDIS seemed to notice and words of encouragement were sent into your head which helped you move towards your bedroom. You quickly buy quietly opend your suitcase and started to fill it with clothing and hygiene products. As you entered the bathroom a bottle of their shampoo fell into the tub giving you away. You knew you only had so long before they came in and hurt you so you closed the door and barricaded it with whatever you could.

As you pushed the last cabinet to the pile they roared through the wooden door. "Let me in you fat dumb bitch. You've been gone for 3 weeks and you've got some balls coming back! You're lucky I haven't burned all your shit! Where have you been?"

Your heart ran at an extremely fast pace nd you knew only one person could help you now. And so you screamed her name so loud it hurt your throat bit that didn't stop you. You screamed until you heard talking. You couldn't understand what was said but suddenly a thud was heard and then silence.

"Hey Starlight! It's only me. I've taken care of them. They're not dead but in a venishion aikido. They can't move, they're paralysed. You can come out and finish packing"

You moved everything out of the door and opened it to a view you expected. The Doctor with 2 fingers to their pulse point on their neck. The Doctor smiled at when they saw you. You finished packing and zipped the bag up. Then Yaz walked in with her police uniform on and arrested them for domestic violence and many other things. Now you understood why The Doctor left, it was to get Yaz as a back up option to completely take them out of your life.

The Doctor helped open doors for you as you got your room and you set the suitcase to one side to empty another day. You both sat down on your bed. The sound was filled with nothing but 2 lifeforms breathing and the TARDIS faint buzzing. You two stayed like this, staring into each other, trying to read the others emotions. But we all know what The Doctor is like, she can't stay silent for long.

"I had to save you because as long as you were with them, you weren't ever going to be truly happy. I didn't want my big bright star to turn into a black hole, I wanted her to be a supernova. My Starlight deserves to be happy."

"You keep saying my Doctor. And you asked if I was still with them and then when I basically said yes, you quickly, as in a rush, sent us home so I could leave them. You keep saying all these things about me. You held my hand from the canyon to the drill. You are always the first to check on me and you always make sure I'm OK first even if I'm the farthest person from you! Doctor, be honest, I don't want any more bullshit. Doctor why?" You spoke softly but with determination. The Doctor blushed and shifted her gaze to the stars and quietly gulped. She knew this day would come. The day her secret was revealed. And she dreaded her answer and she dreaded your reaction. And whilst she figured out what to say, you already knew the answer.

You gently grabbed her chin and made her look at you. Once her gaze caught yours, you smiled and placed your lips to her soft ones. Quickly she caught up and kissed you back with all the love and passion she could muster. She wanted to relay that she did love you and that she would do exactly as she said earlier, she would cherish you.

As for you, you smiled. You finally had an out that didn't end in death but instead ended with the same love that you yearned for, for years.

#13th doctor #thirteenth doctor x reader #13th doctor x reader #depressing post #im sorry

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cacodaemonia · 3 years

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For the character ask thing, how about Dogma? Or Tup?

Dogma

- First impression I didn't really like him at first, since he's just seemed uptight and not very nice.

- Impression now By the end if the Umbara arc, my heart was broken for him. :( He was just trying to do what he thought was right, what he'd been indoctrinated to do. He was clearly set up as a more extreme example of how Rex was behaving in that arc, to emphasize the problems in Rex's thinking and decision making. Rex even says how Dogma reminds him of how he used to be, so we can assume that Dogma is pretty shiny, and apparently for him, the conditioning the clones got growing up just took root a little deeper than most. *gentle holds him in my hands* ; _ ;

- Favorite moment When it finally clicks that Krell isn't worth his loyalty.

- Idea for a story I can't figure out yet what I want to do with him in the RCAU

- Unpopular opinion I'm really not sure what the popular opinion on him is? I assume most people don't like him, so maybe my sympathy for him (his behavior isn't entirely excusable, imo, but he learns from his mistakes) is unpopular?

- Favorite relationship The only person he seems to have much of a relationship with is Tup, so... :<

- Favorite headcanon As I mentioned in my rambling above, I HC that the indoctrination all clones receive really went deep for him. I know quite a lot of people HC him as being neurodivergent, and I think that makes sense. I don't think it's the only explanation for his behavior, but it's a logical one.

Tup

- First impression Look at this lad, hanging onto the larty grab handles with two hands. An icon.

- Impression now I just like him a lot. ; ^ ;

- Favorite moment

(I don't know the creator of this gif. Apologies!! :( If anyone does, please lmk)

I also scream every time I see the scene from Fives' arc, when he smacks his helmet because the chip is messing with him, but it's too painful and sad to be my favorite. It's just very powerful. T_T

- Idea for a story Kinda the same as with Dogma, I'm not sure what I want to do with him yet.

- Unpopular opinion I don't see him as quite as shiny and innocent as I think most of the fandom does?

- Favorite relationship His and Dogma's relationship on Umbara has always felt very inconsistent to me - like they're sort of set up as two almost-shinies, so you might think they're close. And he does go along when Dogma wakes him up. But other times, like the barracks scene with Jesse and the others, and when Dogma is getting escorted into the larty at the very end of the arc, they don't seem very close at all. So who knows what the writers were even doing?? But anyway, I think because of that confusion, I prefer his relationship with Fives, which seems much more affectionate.

- Favorite headcanon He got someone (maybe Hardcase?) to help him modify the inside of his bucket a little, sacrificing a bit of the shock-absorption material in the back to accommodate his bun. XD A wise decision? Probably not. But he likes his bun!

#character #ask game #dogma #tup #long post

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tear-stained-blankie · 3 years

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I've been meaning to do this forever and I'm bored/can't sleep so...

MLQC Boys as CG's!

⭐💗⭐💗⭐💗⭐💗⭐💗⭐💗⭐💗⭐💗⭐

Victor

At first he'd think you were joking about your regression or just pretending to act younger for attention (ouch.)

Don't worry, it wouldn't take him long to realize that he totally screwed up in making that assumption.

He's a busy CG and has to work a lot, but he loves you very much and makes as much time for you as he can.

Very protective of you. He tells you to hold his hand when crossing the street, makes you wear coats or bring them 'just in case,' and brings the entire house with you when you leave because you might need anything.

The only thing he can't handle is tantrums. (Panic attacks/meltdowns don't count as tantrums, he knows you can't help those.)

Takes you to souvenir all the time and makes sure he knows exactly how to make all your favorite foods.

He's too scared to wash your comfort items, so he asks someone else to do it for him, but only because he doesn't want to mess up.

He teases you a lot, but he means we'll by it and really doesn't mean to offend you.

Not strict, but he's not chill either. He has a specific set of rules for you, but nothing out of your comfort zone.

He's actually a big softie (don't tell him I said that.)

He's open to any male CG names (daddy, dada, papa, etc.)

Calls you: pumpkin pie, muffin, sweetie, boo, etc.

Would be best with littles 5+

Gavin

Doesn't have a clue what littles are.

It takes him forever to understand, but once he gets it, he makes sure he does a good job being your CG.

He secretly holds you a little tighter and is a little more protective of you than before.

Let's you go to the police station and meet the other officers that he works with. They all know you by name, get you presents and always have a lollipop ready when you come to visit.

He lets you sit in his police car and start the siren if you want.

If you want to, but the siren scares you, he's got noise cancelling headphones handy.

He is such a fun CG, he'll make everything into a game so that it'll be fun for you.

If you're fussy/can't sleep, since Gavin can control the wind, he takes you for 'uppies' where the two of you just fly around until you feel better or fall asleep.

Tries to teach you new things and constantly tries to keep you engaged in things. "What color is that, little one?" "Can you tell me how many that is?" "Can you tell me about (insert thing here)?"

When you cry or get upset, he pulls you into his lap and bumps his knee up and down while you sit on it to calm you down.

He always tries to make you giggle.

He is perfectly fine with any caregiver names you give him (masculine, feminine or gender neutral.)

Calls you: giggles, sweetheart, bubs, junior, little one, etc.

He's best with littles 3+

Lucien

Oh my goodness, he loves being a caregiver.

He's pretty childish himself in a way, so he'd be super good with caring for his little.

He would immediately sit down with you and ask why you didn't tell him sooner. Then, he'd ask you if he'd ever said anything that made you feel upset and try to get things right immediately.

Arranges all your comfort items the way you want them because he loves putting things in order.

Very paitent. If he has a chatty little, he'll listen. If he has a quiet or nonverbal little, he'll try to find out what you need by asking questions or by telling you to point. If you're fussy, he immediately puts his focus on finding out why. He's amazing, okay?

Loves taking you to the children's museum. He gets to teach you about science and animals and you get to have fun. He'd even buy you a stuffy afterwards.

Loves to color with you and he loves to watch you color. If you're too little to color when little, he teaches you how to grip a pencil and let's you draw.

Keeps all your coloring pages and drawings, he loves them.

Is fine with being called dada, papa, mama, etc. Just not daddy or mommy.

He calls you his little fool (like the game but this time for real because you are his little.) He also calls you cutie, baby (gender,) bug, princess/prince/royal, etc.

He's good with any little, he just wants someone to love and make happy.

Shaw

Oh gosh, his initial reaction is not great (he doesn't understand.)

*laughs a bit* "Is this a joke?" "Are you trying to tell me you want a baby?"

He calls his brother, Gavin to see if he understands what you're going on about. Then he realizes he was a big ole jerk.

Immediately apologizes and agrees to be your caregiver.

He's not good at it at first, he really is trying, he just doesn't know what he's doing. "Oh, you're little now? Cool! So uh, we still making dinner or no?"

Gavin bonks him on the head a couple of times and shows his brother how to properly care for you and he's much better after that.

He likes doing preschool activity sheets/books with you. He even plays preschool with you. He's the teacher and your toys are your classmates.

Swears up and down that he doesn't really care for watching little shows with you but he loves it. You've even caught him once or twice singing the theme song to your favorite little shows.

(Not really a fitting headcanon for this post, but I'm putting it in anyway.) If you guys watch Hurcules or Descendants 3 when you're regressed, he thinks Hades is the coolest character he's ever seen.

Since he has the power to control storms, if you like them, he can make that happen. If you don't like them, he can make storms go away.

Prefers daddy or dada as a CG name for him, but is okay with anything really.

Calls you: lightning bug, little lightning, thunderbolt, little lion, firefly, angel, sweet baby, etc.

Is good with littles 3 and 1/2+

Kiro

Oh boy, oh boy, my favorite! (I'll shut up now and get back to the HC's xD)

Have you seen how childish he is? He would think your regression is the cutest thing he's ever seen.

Makes you a 'baby' room and a 'big' room.

Likes making you cute foods like Mickey Mouse pancakes, Octopus hotdogs, etc.

Is so understanding about everything, most of the time he knows when something is bothering you. You don't even have to tell him.

Let's you help him write some music with him and pick instruments you like to be in his songs.

The king of lullibies, he loves singing to you and it sounds precious when he does it.

He's also really good at reading and telling bedtime stories. He loves doing voices and making you smile.

When he has to leave to go on tour, he asks Gavin to babysit. When he comes back, he brings you a present everytime.

Teaches you little songs about everything like how to set the table, going to bed, different stuff.

Makes your stuffies talk a lot and almost always gives them accurate voices.

He's a reward chart kinda CG's, he has a reward chart for you in just about everything from self care to eating your veggies.

He doesn't care if it's three in the morning, if his baby needs something, he gets it for you.

Is okay with all caregiver names except 'daddy."

Calls you: baby chips, chocolate chip, little biscuit, little rockstar, (insert cg nicknames here's) little one, etc.

Is good with any littles, but the younger the headspace, the better he is.

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Whumptober 2021

Prompt(s): 08. exotic illness, 10. ice chips, 24. flashbacks

Fandom: MCU

Ship: winterhawk

Extra: @miii-chaaan I made an extra chapter for the hanahaki disease fic, focusing on what I left open in the actual fic.... Unfortunately that fic calls for neverending cliffhangers so dive in it carefully. I've spent the past 3 days working on it, but after October I'll probably go and fix mistakes and typos and post it properly.

Strange as it might be, Winter dreamed. He could hardly remember those dreams when he woke up, they felt distorted and distant, but they were there. He also knew dreams were a side effect of his time out of cryo freeze, and he didn't exactly mind them. More time to spend with the team? He'd take even the most gruesome nightmares for that.

His dreams were hardly nightmares, the little things he remembered. There were people, people Winter knew, he was sure of that, familiar faces in familiar places, he just couldn't grasp them long enough to keep them in his mind.

There was one thing recurring, over and over. Purple flowers blossoming in a snowy landscape. Winter blamed the curse that almost killed Jack for that. And he feared those dreams sometimes, fearing he would see the snow turn bloody red and melt, and those beautiful flowers who now he had planted in the compound garden with jack, wilt and die. It never happened, but dreams were beyond human's control, maybe one day it will. Winter dreaded that day.

"isn't there someone else you love?"

Clint chuckled, petals slipping out of his mouth like he had just swallowed a handful as a dare, to see how much he could fit in his mouth. Darcy felt her lips tremble. She liked him, and not because he technically was her boss, she actually liked him, as a human. Bit of a disaster but nice, caring. She saw how caring he was toward strike alpha. How protective.

"No Darce, I told you already. James, James, and only James."

"but you also said he's gone. Wouldn't he want you to move on and love someone?"

Oh, yes. Yes his James would. But gone had many meanings, and not always it was death.

"I tried." he admitted. "I really tried, but..."

He held the necklace with the dog tags and the ring between them, close enough she could see, far enough she wouldn't be able to read the last name on it. Too many questions to answer afterward.

"must have been quite amazing." darcy finally said, here smile didn't quite reach her eyes, but Clint smiled back anyway. Yeah, his James was truly amazing.

Jay yawned and settled in Winter's arms as he quietly rocked him to sleep. Clint couldn't help but smile at that.

"you're great with kids, Winter."

"I... I think I had a child, once... Or something. A small kid."

Winter blinked a couple of times, the memory was there indeed, a dark haired boy running around a safe house. A kid looking up at him in wonder and love. Clint's smile faltered an instant, something like hope flashed in his eyes. Maybe, just maybe... But Winter said nothing else and he didn't pressed.

"well, you're good, Winter."

He nodded, smiled at Clint. There was something about that, about the archer, something Winter felt drawn to, he just couldn't explain what.

"you good Clint?" Brock asked slipping away from the rest and outside to the archer.

"oh, yeah... Yeah I'm good Leo." he smiled, sadly. "I'm good. Why do you--"

"papa-- James. He kind of remembers some things, sometimes... Like the kid. Me." Clint chuckled.

"still calling him papa, mh? That's kinda cute you know?" then he coughed.

"you said it wasn't catching."

Darcy almost yelped, almost. She turned and tried to look surprised, but there was something in Brock's eyes...

"I said I don't think it's contagious..." she specified, looking away.

"did you know?"

"I... No. I noticed someth--"

Brock gave a small, bitter laughter and she fell silent again.

"you're such a bad liar, Darcy." she swallowed. That wasn't good in their job, in their, her new position. Definitely not good.

"he asked me to keep it quiet." she admitted looking at her hands.

"yeah... Bet he did it."

"I'm not lying!"

"I know. And I know him." there was something darcy was unsure of in his voice. Resignation.

Clint shivered and curled under the blankets. He felt his body burning no more than five minutes before, and now he was freezing. Not to mention the pounding headache that made him feel like he had a live heavy metal band in his skull. Nor the choking feeling that made him clear his throat every couple of minutes.

It was mostly the cold in that moment. And the fact that he was thirsty. And his legs too heavy to leave the bed and go to the kitchen and grab some water only to choke on it like the last time he drank.

He rolled over in the bed, dragging the blankets as he moved and noticed the figure standing awkwardly on the door.

"hey... Something's wrong?" he asked, pushing himself up as much as the blanket's cocoon allowed him to.

"yes." winter walked inside with a bowl in hand, he kneeled by the bed and looked at clint's reddened cheeks. "you're sick."

Clint smiled and shivered again.

"yeah... Caught a bit of cold I guess."

"cold doesn't make you vomit blood."

Clint wanted to laugh, but that would make him cough, and flowers and blood come up.

"did you catch what lieutenant Rollins had?"

His voice sounded small and scared, nothing compared to the fearsome winter soldier, but Clint knew that voice. It felt both painful and comforting now.

"perhaps I did."

He smiled, but Winter didn't. His hand went to Clint's forehead, down to his cheeks, his fingers stopped a moment longer over his lips before moving to the neck. Gentle, careful, familiar. Clint remembered a time when James fingers would trace his face and body, when his eyes were soft and loving.

"you're burning up. Lieutenant Rollins didn't end up with a fever. Your lips are dry."

He took an ice chip from the bowl and hold it to his mouth.

"this will help... Or so Specialist Jenkins said."

Clint let the ice melt slowly in his mouth. It wasn't like drinking a whole glass, but somehow it was better. He wouldn't choke on it hopefully.

"is there anything I can do?"

Clint blinked, Winter slid another ice chip between his lips, he almost said yes. He almost said "please love me". He almost said "please, remember me".

"can you hold me?" Clint asked. "I feel so cold, could you---"

Leaving the bowl on the night stand Winter climbed in the bed behind him, he snuggled close and wrapped Clint in his arms before pulling the blankets on them.

"thank you Winter..." clint whispered, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep, his back against his strong chest, feeling the heart beat against his skin and his arms around him. He closed his eyes and dreamed he was back in his James' arms. It would be so easy if he was, Clint would not be sick, for a start, he would roll over and hug him back, he would curl over him, his head carefully placed under james' chin. Everything would be so much easier.

Winter didn't sleep, he mentally counted the minutes passing, he counted the heartbeats and the shaky breaths. He was right, Jack didn't end up with a fever, but how long did the Hawk hid that from them? Since he came to rescue Jack? It had been months since then. Somehow this sickness took hold slower on him, but it didn't go easier. Perhaps the fever was something not related, just a bit of cold as he said. Winter didn't like it anyway, he saw what it did to Jack, he saw what almost happened, how weak and frail and helpless it made him before they fixed it.

Wipe after wipe Winter forgot of them, everytime, his mind was blank and it existed only orders and mission, but the Hawk was adamant in letting him stay out of cryo freeze, away from the Chair unless it was absolutely necessary, Winter heard him talk with Alexander Pierce once, he sounded angry and scary, dangerous.

"it's the old way. I know what I'm doing." he said. Winter didn't know what that old way was, but it felt familiar. He didn't know if he really managed to convince the man with just words or if part of it laid in the pocket knife he saw him play with and in the coldness of his eyes.

Winter couldn't understand, but laying in bed like that, spooning him, holding him close felt more familiar than anything. He couldn't place it but it was something he wanted to remember, to keep in his mind. And yet it also felt like it was there already.

Clint coughed. He trembled in his hold and coughed harder, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth and the choking feeling woke him up. He fought the arms wrapped around him, bent out of the bed and tried to free his airway with more powerful coughs. Winter was still there behind him, he felt him move, hold him from the shoulders, his hand caressing the sweaty forehead and the hair plastered to it.

It took long, endless minutes before cough subsided and Clint slumped against him. He gently pressed something cold, more ice chips, against his lips.

"you're alright... You'll be alright." he murmured against his shoulder, still holding him close. Clint weakly lifted a hand and brushed the fingers through his long hair.

"yeah James... You're here, of course I will..." before Winter could ask him who this James was, Clint was unconscious on him.

James, Winter thought, cleaning his face from the blood and laying him down again, James was familiar too. Maybe someone he used to know? One of the team from before? Maybe... Maybe if he found that James, the young Hawk would be alright.

"commander..."

Winter stood on attention, waiting for rumlow to turn around, and yet his voice was hesitant.

"what is it Winter?"

"specialist Barton, sir. He's... He's sick." Brock sighed and turned.

"yes, he.. Yes. What about that Winter?"

"he mentioned someone while being delirious. A name, James. - he didn't notice rumlow swallow again. - I thought maybe if we find that person he will..."

"winter." rumlow said, and he stood on attention again, arms stiff against his side, hands closed in fists. "there's no James to find. Don't bother."

"but--"

"enough. Dismissed, Soldat."

Winter gave a quick nod of the head, swiftly turned and left the room.

Rumlow took a shuddering breath, a small, choked sob escaping his throat. He almost wished Winter disobeyed, he knew he wouldn't.

It wasn't the last time Clint said the name around Winter, it slipped out sometimes, when the sickness was unbearable for him, or the fever too high, he always said the name in such a sweet tone that Winter felt a pang in his chest, he almost wished it was his name he-- no. No, he couldn't think that, he reprimanded himself. And yet he wanted to be close to Clint, he liked having him around, he liked the trust he seemed to have in him, the way he asked to be held event though Winter could easily harm him. There was something... Something. Something laying there, in the back of his mind, fuzzy and distorted, wrapped in a bubble and showed further and further. There was--

One day Clint coughed, and he stumbled, he fell to his knees, vomiting blood over the floor. Blood and purple flowers, like it happened before. Except he didn't stop, he couldn't stop. He clawed at his own throat and gasped and choked. The room was in uproar, screams and hands trying to help him, to held him up, voices begging for-- for something, for help.

Winter felt frozen. He couldn't move, he couldn't think, he felt like his body wasn't his anymore, he felt pain, sharp, piercing, stabbing him in the chest, through the heart. He felt himself falling, from a train, from a plane, falling falling falling--

"good shot, he says!"

"have you seen that, Soldat?"

Laughter echoing in the silence of a snowy land, a snowmobile humming to life, speeding, a room with white walls and a table and a bed, an IV line with a light blue liquid on one side and red blood on the other.

"James! Oh, please, James!"

Flickering colored lights, a Christmas tree and some little packets in colorful paper wrap under it, wooden floors, little feet scrambling through the rooms.

"papa!"

"my. My James, I think I love you."

Fireworks. Purple flowers, fingers intertwined.

"how long did it take us?"

"enough. Does it matter? We're here."

Here. Winter felt tears fall, he shook his head, the voices overlapped in his mind, Clint's arms gave out, he fell, caught in the commanders arms, turned on his back, his face so pale, the blood so red coming from his mouth. He barely gasped anymore, he shivered, his eyes rolled back in his head.

Winter's arm hurt suddenly, an old gun wound aching painfully. Blue eyes, clear as the sky, a smile he loved so dearly, falling further from him. His feet moved before his brain could catch up with the order, he dropped on his knees next to clint's body, he didn't have to fight the commander when he gathered him in his arms, rumlow gave a pained whine, a sound that felt like a stab. Barton trembled just slightly, gurgled, he tried to clean his mouth, uselessly.

"are you alright, Little Hawk?"

A kid, with blue eyes cold as ice, and a bow in hand. A grin on his face, like he pulled the best prank ever. Laughters, more laughter.

"I trust you James. You and no one else."

"I have no name. No past."

Flashcards, spread over the blankets, a small voice copying his pronunciation. Growing stronger, better, familiar, almost native.

"you will shape the century."

"what happened, my Clint?"

"I did my duty."

"mission report."

"don't ask, James. Don't."

"mission report, December 16th."

Snow. Sun. Flower. Wild. Shine. Sleep. White.

"yastreb. It means Hawk. It'll be your name from now on."

Yastreb.

Winter choked a sob, he bent over until his forehead touched clint's, he grasped at his sleeve weakly, his mouth moving without a spund, Winter knew what he was saying anyway, he nodded without knowing if he could see him or not, tears falling and mixing with the blood.

"it's alright..." he murmured, softly, broken, almost desperate. "shhh.. It's--" he sniffled, kissed his head, clint's hand let go of the sleeve slowly.

"flowers bloom beneath the snow."

He whispered in Russian, words flowing like a prayer, soft and quiet. Clint went limp in his hold.

#whumptober2021 #No.8 #No.10 #No.24 #Exotic illness #Ice chips #Flashbacks #Marvel #Fic #Emeto tw #Blood tw #Winterhawk #Hanahaki disease #A little sequel to the hydra husbands fic on ao3 #Mentions of winter soldier Clint au #Open ending #Aki writes

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