#like my character totally would have picked it if it was more about curiosity

[bakubunny]

bnha: sensory overload during sex

katsuki | eijirou | izuku | shouto

a/n: welcome to the “neurodiverse babes have sex, too,” corner of the internet. so here are some of my headcanons on what that might look like with sensory overload. please keep in mind that every neurodiverse babe (gn term 😘) experiences it differently. 💜 bunny

tags: aged up characters, neurodivergent!reader, smut hcs, sensory overload (obv)

katsuki is probably gonna struggle the most to adjust to sex with a nd partner where sensory overload is an issue in intimacy. he’s very intelligent and cares deeply, but mans can’t read subtle body cues/changes for shit until he knows you extremely well, and even then, he’ll still miss some stuff. it’s just not a strength he has. and in general he’s a bit abrasive, very touchy, and rough. either he’s going to be worried that every subtle movement or noise that isn’t enthusiastic pleasure means something is wrong, or he’ll totally blunder his way through and get frustrated until he realizes you’re struggling. you’re gonna have to have great communication to make it work and not be afraid to speak up. finding a way to check in easily during intimacy is going to relieve his (and your) stress a lot. the great thing about katsuki? if you like dpt, any position where he’s laying on top of you with most or all of his weight might be a game changer. you get the relief of feeling his weight on you, and he gets to have a ton of skin contact.

eijirou on the other hand would be pretty sensitive and quick to adjust. there’d be some trial and error and lots of explaining, but few listen as intently as he does simply because it’s you. sure, he’s generally a pretty nice and caring guy, but he listens to you more closely than anyone. if it helps him love you better, you can bet he’s all ears. eventually he may pick up on little signs of sensory overload more quickly than you do. if you get to the point where you struggle to verbalize something (and not because of pleasure), i’d bet he’s already checked on you at least once or twice. you got lucky with a sweetie pie like him.

izuku may not always pick up on problems before they happen in the beginning, but you can bet his head is constantly spinning with trying to figure you out so that he can do better every time. he knows sensory overload is impossible to avoid sometimes, especially if physical touch is a trigger, but if he can help you make the experience as seamless as possible, he’s going to do it. a lot of his processing and analysis happens outside of the bedroom; he’s constantly asking questions with gentle curiosity and trying to understand you more with every detail he notices, and that helps him a lot. however, that doesn’t mean his head isn’t running a mile a minute when you’re together. at first he might struggle because he’s so in his head that it pulls both of you out of the moment, but with enough time, it gets a lot better.

shouto is another one where a ton of good communication is going to be necessary. he notices a lot more than he lets on in general, but he processes silently. you’re going to have to put the pieces together for him and offer up information because he may not ask questions. whether that’s because he already understands you enough to not need that or because he doesn’t think to ask them, you’re not always sure, but his attentiveness comes through in actions more than words. the good thing (i think) is that he’s not the type to be rough or overly touchy unless you ask for it, so that helps reduce some problems by default. ultimately, he’s very loving and acutely attentive on the whole, so soon enough you’ll both enjoy intimacy.

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[adiluv]

☆ ､､ 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 !

experimenting a bit more with my layouts! not too visible with this very simple post but lmk what you think! anyway, foçalors seems like an interesting character and i absolutely love her design, so... hope you enjoy! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

692 words. written before 4.2, not edited.

lady furina who first encounters you during a civil affairs case, sitting with her head resting in her palm as she'd been forced to watch the owner of a small fruit stand claiming you'd stolen from them. although she'd always had a penchant for the dramatic, she hardly considered three measly apples to be worth her time, such small issues being utterly and totally devoid of the theatrics she drew her entertainment from. had neuvillette not been so adamant in her appearance—claiming it a part of her 'duty' as the hydro archon—she doubted that she would've even made an appearance. alas, he was, and she'd all but resigned herself to her fate.

lady furina who ends up picking up an interest in you as the proceedings continue, clearly noticing the not-so-subtle glances that you send her way. At first, she doesn't pay much mind to it, though her curiosity is quickly piqued when she notices the barely concealed look of awe and adoration within your gaze. it sends her reeling almost instantaneously, posture straightening up completely as a smile graces her features. proud, as she is, she can't help but find your attention amusing, ego stroked by the undivided focus you keep on her. as you should, of course—somebody so pure and elegant deserves it—but she can't deny that your decision to ignore the accusations being levied against you certainly is silly.

lady furina who's hardly suprised when the oratrice confirms your guilt, nearly letting out a laugh at the confused look on your face. she ends up stepping in to change your punishment, noting that it'd be a waste of resources to even attempt fining you when you weren't even able to pay for fruit. instead, your crimes would be repayed by your assistance to the court, a decision that the masses would report as being 'undeniably wise'. while she lives for their praise and has absolutely zero intent to correct them… it was really just an excuse for her to get to see you again.

lady furina who, while noted by neuvillette as being notoriously ꒰and irritatingly꒱ distant in the upkeep of the nation, is now magically more involved. while he does maintain some initial speculation about her motivations, they're easily confimed once he takes note of her desire to make your accquaintance. besides the small setbacks that occur whenever she gets derailed in an attempt to impress you ꒰poor thing becomes the resident third wheel꒱, he's genuinely pleased about her heightened activity within national affairs. The weather becomes warmer as a result, with many citizens taking the opportunity to go diving.

as such, what was supposed to be a short time working beneath the archon eventually becomes a full-time job once the hydro ludex himself ends up recuiting you. ignoring your own personal desires to remain in close proximity to the archon—an honor within its own right—the pay is ludicrously good, more mora than you'd even know what to do with. you'd have to be a fool to decline.

lady furina who would never stoop down to the level of admitting feelings for a mere mortal, instead opting for the more 'dignified' approach of following you around like a lost puppy as often as possible. neuvillette, for the sake of prolonging her interest within the issues of the nations, is roped in to play the part of a middle man—much to his disconcertion. he ends up accidentally admitting the archon's sentiments to you in an attempt to figure out whether or not you reciprocate, nearly giving the god a heart attack as the words slip past his lips.

very luckily, her rising panic is quelled by the ectsatic look on your face, the sudden clicking of her shoes alerting the pair of you as she rushes away to celebrate. you'll have to be the one to go to her, unfortunately, and while she does attempt to squeeze a confession out of you… well, she'd rather just go ahead and skip to the part where you ask for the honor to be hers. she'll make you squirm a little, but don't worry. she has every intent to agree.

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[dreamties]

Slashers with a sweet & shy pushover GN! reader

A/n- I should be just about arriving to the airport by the time this posts (so I won’t be able to check it at all)- but I really hope everyone likes this! I’d love to hear from everyone <333

T/W: Swearing, inferences to non-con (not by the slashers !!), cringy pick up line I got off the web 😭, uhhh maybe other stuff? I think that might be it though. A teeny bit of angst tho!

Characters: Brahms Heelshire, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Michael Myers, Billy Loomis & Stu Macher and Kurt Kunkle

Brahms Heelshire

you would follow his rules so well !! afraid that messing up even a single step will end in catastrophe (you couldn't disappoint the Heelshires like that 😔)

before meeting face to face with Brahms- and you still thought you were just taking care of a doll -you never purposefully broke a rule. not once. and this is something he had never seen his other nannies do !! he's impressed and curious, and begins to feel much more comfortable with the idea of heading out of the walls to greet you.

you're definitely thoroughly spooked when you actually meet him !!

but your reaction, frankly, surprises him. he's met with confusion, sure. but also curiosity and a sense of wonder.

your not scared- which maybe you should have been. but you were given no reason to assume that this man could be of danger to you.

you don't leap into his arms (though he would've been quite thrilled by that!), but you don't run away screaming, either. it takes some soft explanation from Brahms, but you adapt to it. you invite him down for lunch. quietly letting him know there'd be sandwiches, and you'd cut off the crusts just the way he likes it.

Brahms is an extremely handsy and clingy boy ! you're just completely oblivious to his advances though, poor Y/n :(

you're always getting upset when you have to deal with the rat traps, and it's not like Brahms is gonna help you- that ain't his job. the most of support you might receive from him is staying nearby to you as you clean them out. despite how upsetting it was for you, you handle the dead rats with care and respect.

I think having someone like you in his life really helps him,, mature in a way.

like when he throws fits, you always get so scared and start crying

and...he might not be totally aware that he is causing that at first, but over time Brahms starts to notice. and he feels awful about doing this to you.

"Y/n?" Brahms calms himself, reaching out to you in a tiny, quieted voice. He tilts his head, giving a worried look at your shaking form. You're covering your eyes with your hands.

You turn away from him, discreetly lifting your hands to wipe away your tears and then move them back into place with the same ease- perfecting the weeping image. Your throat feels tight, and even as you try to let your boyfriend know that it's okay, you're fine, it comes out warbled. Brahms frowns behind his mask. "I hurt you?" You shake your head in your hands. "Sorry, no, no- I. I'm sorry." "It's okay." "But-but-- I'm supposed to be taking care of you and-" you try to muffle your words. "My yelling hurt you?" He asks again. You finally drop your hands to your lap and twist your body to look at him. He's genuine about it, his eyes boring into your form. You simply nod. Your tear streaked face displayed entirely to Brahms. He brings a large, shaky hand to cradle your face. You lean into it as he says he's sorry again and again.

Brahms would adore being able to pull you close and cuddle up with you so much !! all soft and cuddly like a lil teddy bear

it is SO hard to say no to him, and he nearly always gets his way because of your push over nature :(

he will not be standing up for you, unless it's against other people or intruders (he's protective of you, just not from him...)

Bo Sinclair

Bo totally freaks you out at first !!

he's just so,,, him. and he's stubborn on changing. he's got a bit of a temper and tends to be loud (and violent) when he's angry. that's all he really knows how to be.

when you finally come around to him...I think it would be after witnessing a softer side of him. like he's feeling sad and avoiding his feelings, and just focuses on his work and doesn't talk much. cause he doesn't want to yell at you. and when you're given time alone with him, you offer to be his shoulder to cry on, and accept him with gentle caution. he doesn't accept it...but he doesn't flip out in a burst of anger. it's progress. and it shows the two of you are comfortable with each other.

He doesn't apologize much. He hates admitting that he's in the wrong, but if he ever makes you cry, then he's quick to comfort you.

That feels so unforgivable.

He'll promise though- kissing your forehead, cheek, then lips- that he'll be better. For you, for the sanctuary of Ambrose, for the love of his brothers; he'll be better, kinder. He'll lose cracked and falling bits from his angry facade.

and it sort of...works? Your kindness runs off on him, and he can slowly afford to be better towards you and maybe even his brothers. But damn it, Y/n, he ain't boutta be treating his victims like real visitors anytime soon. Whether you like that or not.

He stands up for you all the time. EVEN against his brothers! :O

If any visitors say shit to you, then you know for sure, they'll be hell to pay

It's just Bo's love language <33

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent isn't shy but...he does keep to himself more.

like...he has to participate in the killings. but he does that to keep himself and his brothers safe. to keep the town hidden. it's what he needs to do.

what he likes to do though, is stay in his work room, and create his wax sculptures. or lounge in his room, sketching. which I think is great for you, I'd imagine it would be pretty overwhelming for you to be around all of the brothers, all the time. but having that one on one time?? that's all the two of you really need. is that. each other.

speaking of him sketching !!

he loves sketching you. you're his muse. after he's done he'll gently slide it into your hands, for you to take a look. no matter how many times he does this, you always get so happy and end up as a blushy, blubbering mess. like !! vinnie !! ur so sweet !! i dont deserve this !! *tearing up from pure joy and the feeling of being completely and wholly loved*

Just because you’re a pushover does not mean you don’t have strong feelings! You can get really upset easily, but it’s much harder to actually share with Vince what’s wrong.

since he’s generally quieter (and watches from the shadows a lot :O)— he’s very perceptive. He’s often able to figure out when you’re upset before you begin showing it, y’know?

you’re not crying (yet) but there’s a twisted & scrunched line between ur brows that you’re desperately trying to smooth out— by willing your emotions to go.

but that’s not how that goes :( you’re only hurting yourself, love

Vincent will scoop you up and carry you to the bedroom. He’ll sign to you, asking what’s wrong. Petting your hair as he watches and/or listens for your response.

Lester Sinclair

Lester and Vincent are the only men I'd trust with an s/o like this

I think it would take a little longer for you to fully adjust to Lester though, he's so much louder and more out going than you are !! it's a lot to take in. but he's also such a sweetie, the two of you complement each other so well <3

Lester WILL stand up for you with passerby's and "guests" but I think has so much respect and love but also this terrified feeling around his brothers that he has a very tough time letting them know when boundaries are crossed.

if it’s emotional stuff, okay. Whatever. He hates that Bo can just— act like such a jackass to you with no repercussions! But…he’s Les’ brother. What can he do?

if it’s physical boundaries being crossed- Lester is slow to it at first, but he may start a physical fight with his brother(s).

Michael and Lester are akin to each other in this way, but Les openly expresses it more: how has he picked up such a lovely partner? He’s just the ol’ scraggly, road kill guy.

you seem to always see the best in people (or just naively unaware of your constant danger. . .)

will definitely try his best to get you out of your shell !! But is very understanding if it makes ya anxious doing certain stuff.

you’ll go with him to pick up the animals left out to rot!

you’re not real big on handling them the first few years you live in Ambrose, but the closer you get with ur boyfriend and the more accustomed you are to his way of life— you help him bring them to his truck and drop off ones you don’t need to decompose into the earth.

you won’t skin any animals with him- you’re still pretty timid when it comes to watching him do it.

but you’ll help clean his knives

And delicately scrub the dirt off his face, till he’s bright and new and fresh

and in return- not because of all the sweet things you’ve done (though he mighty appreciates it) but how much he loves you- he brings you to bed in his house. Getting the both of you comfortably under the sheets, tangled your legs with each other’s and the cooling features of your comforter. He’ll hold your head, your face, his entire love in his tough, overworked hands. Kissing your nose and wiping the tears before they meet his skin.

Michael Myers

oh, people yelling freaks you out??? well good news for you, because this man doesn't talk- at all !!*

*well okay, he does a little bit but-

I think Michael would be super confused on how he ended up with you in his life. you're all the things he isn't.

your kind and tender, and incredibly patient with Michael. you rarely get upset with how Michael functions. he's quiet and near emotionless, but you'll take him in your arms with care regardless.

while he may not be anything like you- that doesn't mean he should be treated like a monster. he's done a lot of dark things, but he isn't all the bad things he's done. he's more than his bad behaviors. and there's this raw sense of innocence to you. it's not that you don't know about everything he's done, and you're not ignoring it. but you're able to see everything that's underneath. and no one has ever been able to do that to Michael before. not at Smithsgrove, with Loomis and other doctors constantly surrounding him, poking and prodding, trying to figure out what made him tick. what was inherently wrong with his being.

just because he had murdered once didn't mean that it would happen again. it was a darkness that simmered beneath him. it was preventable.

you treat him as anything but a monster

it's that "sorry, but they asked for NO pickles" meme, except Michael's just standing there with a knife to some dudes throat, while you nervously hold your burger, shaking like a wet cat

You present yourself with all honesty, Michael can learn to be himself around you. Whoever he is

He likes that he can just sit in the same room as you, and do individual activities and not have to talk. But still having the comfort you're nearby <3

He'll show you his little "craft projects" and may even invite you to help out.

I'd imagine still being pretty nervous to help out though- it's not like you think he'll hurt you if you mess up, but that shy, anxious energy coursing through you says otherwise.

back tracking a bit— Michael is killing every single fucker that thinks it’s even remotely okay to mess with you. Or talk to you. Or. Breathe in ur direction.

he’s just Extra Extra protective with an F/O like this haha

love this guy <3

Billy Loomis & Stu Macher

these boys will tease you so much about it !!

but...if anyone else tries anything they may or may not end up dead the next day :)

they can't do that to every person though because that would "raise suspicion" or whatever. they'll definitely be chewed out for making fun of their baby though >:(

Also!! Billy will encourage you to stand up for yourself. he loves you and he feels so GOOD being able to protect you from any harms but dammit Y/n :\\ it hurts him to see you shoved around like that

Stu will be embarrassing the hell out of you every pick-up line he gets!

“Feel my shirt,” he tells you. You look up with a muddled confusion.

“I’m sorry?” You squeak out. Stu’s mind briefly wanders, I wonder if there are any good mouse ones. . .cheese? Hmm— next time. Yeah.

“Feel it,” he tries again, holding the hem of his sweater out for you to touch. He wiggles his eyes at you and you can’t help but cover your face at his expression.

“C’mon,” he whines. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t like his little jokes but they’d been so consistent over the past few weeks. You’re boyfriend was a nutjob. But oh, did you love him. You laugh to yourself, feeling the fabric. It’s so soft- you want to bury your head in his chest. “Do you know what it’s made of?” You quirk a brow at him. ”Boyfriend material!” He grins, his whole aura beaming with a sunshine glow. The dust of pink and warmth on your cheeks blossom and you hide behind your hands, as Stu can’t help cracking himself up— finally covering your form in his. God, you were so cute when you were embarrassed.

Kurt Kunkle

Kurt loves doing those trendy couple tags and challenges- in hopes that'll help his channel grow and he'll get more recognition :)

he absolutely drags you into these...even if you don't want to

he shows you off a lot, which makes you so nervous !! but he's so proud and excited to call you his partner <333

He kind of just. Ignores your anxiety and pushes you out of your comfort zone. Like all the time. you'll be fine!!! He promises. C'mon! Join him! Pleasseeeeee !!!!

you still try your best to be patient with him though, even if he's not always really patient with you.

As for soft cuddly time with his precious, beautiful partner that deserves literally everything??? Oh baby, he's all over you.

He adores being allowed just. In your presence.

You're so sweet to him. He could drown in the warmth of your arms spread wide, clinging onto his body, fingers curling in the fabric of his tee-- cuddling like he's a big teddy. It's cute. He wishes he could see it from at outsiders pov

There will be no Kurt making you cry in this household !!! No, no...you poor darlins.

He totally messes up a lot though, and you'll tear up even at his mistakes.

He's recording an intro for his channel and his voice is a little too loud. It catches something more stern one night while playing Fort Nite on stream, jokingly calling out a commenter.

He won't rush to care for you right a way, but he'll awkwardly hold you in his arms and try to kiss away your tears <33

Kurt is a little wacky but he's also just suuuuuuch a fucking sweetie, cutie, whatever. All of the pet names 🥰

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[callsign-relic]

Hi again! I saw your post explaining the first contact AU, it was very help<3

Speaking of my last ask, I would totally love it in that AU (now that I know more about it I may just look into it more)

One thing is that it's more willing, not straight up kidnapping. I'm fine with it not being like 100% by choice, but just not cleary against their will.

Im still down with either characters, they both are interesting to me.

Thanks for the help! And that's for taking my request :D

No problem, I’m happy to help <3

As for your request, I chose Shockwave over Soundwave as I had more of an idea for what to do with him in terms of a First Contact AU, so I hope you enjoy :)

Warnings: SFW, GN!Human!Reader, First Contact AU

Blinding red light takes up the entirety of your vision.

It was as if you were staring directly into a traffic light. You could see the texturing of the alien glass, the typically minuscule ridges and bumps looking more like little hills you could run your hand over. You cringe at the imperfections in the glass— little cuts and cracks ranging from surface level, to so deep they warp the glass around it just a tad.

And though you had to squint to help your eyes adjust to the bright crimson light before you— most eerily of all, despite the red glass making the light bulb behind it blurred, you can see the brightest point of light at the center flick and twitch about.

Examining you. Studying every little detail and feature about you under its intensely scrutinizing gaze.

So dead and devoid of feeling, yet so full of life and morbid curiosity, all at once.

“Earth exploration audio log: first solar cycle, thirteenth cycle,” a low voice drones on. From where the sound emerges, you aren’t sure, nor could you even understand it— but it completely fills the air around you, leaving no room for your own thoughts to wander.

“I have come across another of planet earth’s native species. Unlike most other of earth’s species, this kind is of enough size for a Cybertronian to handle decently dexterously.” As the scientist logs his findings, you find yourself shifted in his grasp— rather than leaving you dangled by the scruff of your shirt, the mech brings his free claws upwards and holds you loosely within them. “Yet, still no larger than the palm of the average servo.”

With a pointed thumb, Shockwave pulls open the collar of your shirt to examine your chest, and once he’s satisfied, he lifts up the bottom to study your stomach.

“The subject appears to be anatomically similar to a Cybertronian, at first glance.” Suddenly, the sharp digit digs beneath your shirt with ease, pressing into your stomach. You gasp at the sudden pressure— the cool steel of the tip of his thumb sending goosebumps through your comparatively warmer body. “However, there are some key differences.”

The thumb presses further into your stomach, and despite how you try to push the offending pressure away, you find yourself totally pinned into the palm of this metal titan. “Like most creatures on this planet, it is an organic. This is evidenced by its warm core body temperature and, more obviously, the squishy flesh that makes up its outer plating.”

He releases his thumb from against you, and you feel like you can breathe. You scoot backwards in his servo, daring to take a look off the edge of his hand— only to immediately turn your head back to face him.

You were several feet high in the air. If there was any chance of you getting out of here without falling to death, you’d have to climb the bot down somehow without him noticing. And, considering how keenly his attention was fixed on you, you didn’t think you had a decent chance of that happening anytime soon.

“Subject is of enough interest to warrant further study.” Suddenly, the platform of his hand beneath you quickly descends to the floor, tilting sideways and allowing you to slide off. You slowly pick yourself up, chancing a few steps backwards to see if he would allow you to leave, though your eyes remained fixed on him.

Shockwave seemed preoccupied with something else, however. Attached to his hip was a series of cylindrical glass tubes, and as he lifted the first one out of its holster, a mechanical click and hiss ringing out as it’s freed, you catch a glimpse of the contents of the cylinders previously beside it.

One of the containers contained an elk, pacing around curiously in its enclosure. Another contained an alligator, deathly still, as if it was still in the swamps of its homeland, awaiting a prey to never come.

And, before you could even process the massive shadow that fell over you, you realized in that very moment what would make up the contents of the third cylinder.

You.

The glass slams down around you, and the vibrations it sends through the rocky mound you had been standing on shake every bone in your body. That familiar red light casts itself over you in the darkness, disorienting you, and the tube drags itself forwards. It tilts up, knocking you off your feet, leaving you sliding down the glass into the bottom of the tube.

Your head pounds from the quick succession of every motion. You lifted higher and higher until you’re face to face with that single blinding optic again— Shockwave tilting his servo to move the glass about, and in turn, examining your aching body from every angle. “I will take the subjects I have gathered thus far and bring them to Lord Megatron. If he approves of their study, I shall make further note of my findings.”

Just as quickly as you were lifted up, you’re brought down. The tube you’re held in gets brought back down to Shockwave’s hip, locking itself into its holster with that same mechanical click and hiss.

“If my pitch is rejected, I shall bring the subjects back to their habitat and find alternative earthen samples to study.” And with that, Shockwave takes a step forward— rocking you around in your enclosure. You have to spread your arms wide to press them on either side of the glance so you don’t fall, but each step feels like an earthquake. You rear back and forwards with every movement, despite how much you try and hold your balance.

All you had to do was find a rhythm. The mech’s strides were wide and slow, so you leaned back when he brought his pede forward, and leaned forward when his leg moved back.

Okay. This would be fine. All you had to do was wait it out. Once the big guy was distracted, you could climb out and make your escape. And even if you couldn’t escape, surely you wouldn’t be stuck with him for long— and surely it wouldn’t be too bad of an experience staying with him for the time you had to.

Right?

“End earth exploration audio log: first solar cycle, thirteenth cycle.”

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[girl-next-door-writes]

You Don't Have To Convince Me

Characters: Mycroft Holmes x reader

Summary: Mycroft’s second year of university is quite eventful, and there is nobody else he would rather have spent it with.

Word Count: 2912 words

Prompt: Fluff. Best friends. Roommates. Blurted out confession. Falling asleep on them.

A/N: @royalydamned and @savvy-devine666 both had similar requests, so I merged them to create this bit of fluff, and it made my heart very happy. This on kinda got away from me if I’m being totally honest and ended up being three times longer than anticipated, so please reblog if you like it.

Placing the last of his boxes onto his bed, Mycroft straightened up and surveyed his new room for the year. This would do nicely. Definitely better than the cramped first year building which was situated outside the college walls. This room was much more what he had thought of when he had first applied to Oxford. The beautiful ornate stonework of the leaden windows which looked out onto the courtyard would provide the perfect light for studying. The simply exquisite fireplace with its original blue tiles could hold a multitude of books on its mantle. He smiled to himself as he spotted the door to his very own ensuite, no more shared bathroom!

The soft knock on his doorframe had him turning his head, his smile only growing when he saw who it was had interrupted him.

“I wasn’t even the highest up on the ballot this year, can you imagine what sort of rooms those guys got?” You asked with a bright smile as you folded your arms across your chest and leaned against the doorframe.

“Well, they most likely are not finding they have to share a vestibule with their neighbour.”

“Oh, yes, because sharing this small space right here, with me, that would make your stunning view almost unbearable.”

“It does take the shine off it somewhat, but I will soldier on.”

“I bet you will. Just letting you know, I’m putting my umbrella stand out here. Feel free to use it.”

“I will, thank you.”

“Right, well, I’m going to unpack a little before dinner. I can’t believe they made the first dinner back a formal one! I’m not even sure which box I’ve shoved my robes in.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched you go, a warmth in his chest that he couldn’t quite explain. He had missed you over the summer, and to find you were now practically roommates gave him high hopes for this year, such a contrast to his last.

The unlikely friendship between the two of you had come about because you had decided it would. His first term at Oxford had been truly miserable; the accommodation was basic, the food even more so, having to share his space with strangers, many of whom had no concept of cleanliness or hygiene, his courses were elementary, although many of his peers appeared to struggle to keep up. Mycroft had found himself as lonely and bored as he had at school, leading him to spend his time alone, something which you had noticed around late October.

He had been sitting in the cloisters, sheltered from the wind as he read, reluctant to return to the halls of residence and the chaos that would bring. You had sat down beside him, not even asked, just sat there. Curiosity eventually got the better of him, and he had looked up only to find you smiling sweetly. You had introduced yourself to him and immediately began talking about the architecture that surrounded you both. The information was rudimentary, obviously what you had picked up from your campus tour, but he found himself hanging on your every word. From that moment on, you seemed to appear by his side, and after a few weeks, Mycroft had found himself seeking you out too. A strange sort of friendship, but it worked. You were his best friend. His best friend who, he had realised over the summer, he was hopelessly in love with.

Spending time with you was so easy. Although you would often offer him an excuse to be in his presence, he had never really needed one. You didn’t have to sell him on spending his time with you. In fact, that was probably one of the only things he never needed convincing of. Just sitting quietly with you as you both read, or as he read and you talked about anything that came to your mind, that was more than enough for Mycroft. He cherished it, and so he knew he would never risk losing you by expressing his growing desire to be more than your best friend.

“MYCROFT! THERE’S A SPIDER!” Your shriek had him shaking his head fondly as he made his way to your room, prepared to save you from the errant arachnid.

Bundled up against the chilly April wind, the two of you wandered through the grounds. The idea had been to get some fresh air. This was an idea that both of you were now regretting as the sky above grew grey, filling with foreboding clouds. So much for the joys of Spring. The thought that it was more likely to snow at this time of year than December entered his mind, but he decided to keep that to himself. Despite the poor weather, he had you all to himself out here and he wanted to hold onto that a little longer.

As you made your way along Addison’s Walk, Mycroft felt the silence between you was rather loaded. That had been happening more often, what had once been a pleasant, peaceful quiet had now become thick with all the things he tried not to let escape him. In an attempt to diffuse the situation, he endeavored to make small talk.  

“C.S. Lewis wrote Chanson d’Aventure about this walk.” He said stiffly as he shoved his hands deeper into his pockets in a bid to negate the urge to reach for your hand.

“That knowledge would indeed be more impressive if I didn’t also know about the plaque by the Holywell Ford gate that tells you that. Although you probably have known that fact since you were three.” You teased with a soft smile, glancing up at him as his cheeks flushed slightly.

“Okay, well…” He stopped and looked out over the meadow, eyes searching. “…ah, there. You see those purple flowers over there?”

“The ones that look like drooped tulips?” You asked, moving to his side and following his gaze. For a moment, Mycroft could neither deny nor confirm your question as you had now successfully invaded his personal space, and his brain seemed to lose half its IQ points.

“Erm, yeah. Yeah.” He nodded, no longer looking out at the flowers.

“What about them?” You asked, always interested in whatever fact your friend wanted to impart.

“Oh, erm, they are called Fritillaria meleagris, or snakes head. They are incredibly rare, and they have been growing here in this meadow for over 200 years. If you get up close then you can see they have this beautiful pattern, like the scales of a snake.”

“Hence the name.”

“Yes, rather.” He smiled. You never told him to stop showing off, or that he was boring. You rather seemed to enjoy his breadth of knowledge, even if most would deem it useless.

“Probably best not to pick a whole bunch then.”

“I suspect that might get you into trouble.”

“Well, if I am going to get into trouble, I would want it to be for something much more fun than picking flowers. I mean, they are pretty, but they aren’t my favourites.”

“I am aware.” Mycroft hummed, having committed any and all facts about you to memory.

“I have no idea how you fit it all into that brilliant mind of yours. I swear, when we are old and grey and in a nursing home, you will still be able to tell me what I was wearing the first day we met.” You chuckled, looping your arm through his as you began to walk back towards Buckingham Court.

“Would you not think that strange? Creepy, even? If out of the blue, I told you something like that?” Curiosity and nerves tinged the edge of his voice as the two of you fell into step. He was used to people being repulsed by his manner, his mind, him in general. Yet, here you were, not trying to change him or fix him in any way, just happy with who he was. Still, he couldn’t quiet the noises in his head, the voices of the past telling him he was weird, peculiar, not right.

“I think it’s rather impressive. I mean, to be honest, you could tell me I was wearing almost anything, and I’d probably agree because I have no clue what I was wearing on the day we met. I think you could tell me a different thing each time.” Your laughter hung in the air like a beautiful melody that he longed to cling to.

“Blue denim jeans which were too baggy for you, rolled up at the cuffs, an oversized grey knitted jumper with pink lines across the bottom that hung off your shoulder and showed the white t-shirt you had on underneath, and white trainers with scuffmarks on the toes from where you kick them off. Your hair was in your face, and you had a blue bic biro in your mouth.” The memory was engrained in his mind, the way you had smiled around that pen before removing it from your lips and launching into talking as if you had simply been paused mid conversation.

“See. That sounds like something I would wear but I can’t say for sure you’re right. I’ve just got to trust you, Mycroft Holmes.” You shrugged, totally non-plussed by his revelation, an action that made his heart race. You saw who he really was and didn’t run away screaming, how could he ever find the words to tell you how much you meant to him?

“I still can’t believe you got tickets for this! They are like gold dust.” You grinned at him as you took your seat on the blanket.

“Well, we do get first dibs, I believe that is the term.” Mycroft smiled as he sat beside you, leaving a respectable distance between the two of you, a distance you wasted no time in irradicating.

“I know, but the Magdalen film night is one of the social events of the year! I wanted to come last year but tickets were all gone so fast.”

“And that’s why I ensured we got some this year.” He didn’t feel the need to tell you that he had practically bribed everyone who had any influence to make certain you could join the other students on the lawn and watch a film on a large makeshift screen.

The film wasn’t one Mycroft had any deep desire to watch, but sitting with you, on a blanket on the lawn, as the last warm rays of the summer sun set and gave way to a stelliferous sky, that was something he could tolerate a below par film for. Anything to make you happy. Mycroft had realised that he was much better at compromise, but only when it came to you.

He had to admit, the organization of the event was excellent, and he was glad that he had brought enough cushions to ensure you were comfortable. At some point, he had lost the thread of the film, too distracted by the weight of your body pressed against his as you leaned on him. Your head rested against his shoulder so perfectly it was as if it was molded to be right there and he slowly gave in to the desire to rest his cheek on the top of your head, his eyes fluttering closed as he held his breath.

The evening began to cool, and he found you snuggling into him a little more, seeking out his heat to fight the goosebumps erupting on your bare skin. Shifting slightly, he picked up his discarded jacket and draped it over your shoulders, his fingers lingering on your upper arm before returning to the blanket as a joist to prop you both up. Despite being surrounded by people, this felt incredibly intimate, even more so when you let out a soft, sleepy sigh and laid your head more against his chest.

The film eventually came to an end, but the mixture of fresh air and long days studying had resulted in you dozing off at some point, your arm resting around his waist and nose pressed to his chest. Mycroft was at an absolute loss for what to do, uncertain of the etiquette in such circumstances. He was aware of people noticing his predicament, met with knowing smirks as he fought the urge to tell them that this wasn’t what they thought, desperate to protect your reputation.

Deciding that the only course of action was to wake you, he gently brushed the hair back from your face and leaned down to speak softly.

“Darling, the film has finished.” He tried, but there was no response from you at all. “You really would be much better sleeping in a bed, my dear. I cannot imagine that I am that comfortable.”

“hmmmm.” You sighed softly, nuzzling into him as you stretched a little.

“I would have offered to carry you, but sadly I am unable to carry both you and all the cushions and blanket. A failing, I know, but sadly I am sorely lacking in these situations.”

“You need a hand, mate?” One of the rowing club had wandered over and Mycroft immediately felt even more inadequate. “Your other half seems to be deep in a REM cycle. How about you carry them, and I’ll grab the blanket and stuff?”

“Thank you.” Mycroft managed a tight smile, he did not wish to correct the boys mistake for two reasons, the first was that it sent a heat through him hearing someone else refer to the two of you as a couple, and the second was the concern that if he admitted you were not his, then perhaps this attractive young man would take you from his arms.

As he walked towards your halls, he felt you nuzzle into him, your warm breath fanning across his skin, and just for a second he could have sworn your lips brushed across his neck, an act that almost caused him to drop you. Surely it had been a sleepy accident, not intended. There was no way you could see him as more than a friend. Right?

“I don’t see why we have to move rooms every year. It seems like unnecessary upheaval if you ask me.” You huffed as you sat down heavily on his bed, surveying the many boxes that were stacked around his room.

“Perhaps your new room will be even better than your current one.” Mycroft reasoned, leaning against his desk.

“Not possible. My room this year is perfect. I don’t want to move to Mallory Court. Why can’t we stay right here?” You pouted, your brow furrowing in a way Mycroft couldn’t help but think was adorable. “I mean, I’ve got to lug all my stuff into storage and then all the way to Mallory! At least you get to stay here in Buckingham.”

“I still have to move my things into storage and then back out. One might argue that my moving things is more pointless than you moving things.” He tried to make the situation light even though the thought of residing so far from you twisted his stomach. You had been so close all year and now…

“You’ll come visit me, right?”

“You do realise you are not moving to another city, just another courtyard. It is a five-minute walk at most.” He chuckled.

“Yeah! A whole five minutes!” You said dramatically. “What if I need you?”

“Well, if you need me, then I will be right there. You’ll just have to give me five minutes.”

“Are you sure you need your own room? Can I not convince you to come live in my wardrobe?”

“Darling, as much as the idea of living in a wardrobe is intriguing, we both know just how much you cram into your wardrobe. I fear there is simply not room for me in there as well.”

“You will miss me though, right?” You looked up at him and his knees felt weak as he gripped the edge of the desk. “You won’t go spending all your time with your new neighbours?”

“I will not miss you, because we will still see each other all the time. I promise.” He said softly as you got up and made your way over to him. Your arms wrapped around his middle, and you placed your head on his chest, hugging him in a way that felt familiar and new all at once, despite the increased frequency of such interactions between you.

“God, I love you.” He murmured into your hair. It wasn’t until he felt you stiffen that he realised his inner monologue had escaped his lips. His eyes widened and he looked down to find you looking at him curiously.

“I- Just to clarify, for my own clarification really, were you saying that to God? Because I didn’t think you were a deeply religious person. OR was that about me? And IF it was about me, was it like ‘I love you, like a sister’ or… or was it more like ‘I love you so much that the thought of being parted makes it hard to breathe’?”

His mouth opened and closed a few times, his vast vocabulary failing him at such a crucial juncture. You must have seen something in his eyes though, because you took a deep, determined breath.

“Because, if I am being honest, at the risk of completely fucking this up and you leaving for the summer and never wanting to see me again, I am really hoping it’s the latter, because I think that I have actually been very much in love with you since first year.”

“Really?” he spluttered, not quite believing this was real.

“Shit. I’ve really fucked this up haven’t I? Sorry. Pretend I didn’t just say all that and we can go pack up our rooms and have-“ Your rant was interrupted by Mycroft’s lips pressing against yours.

As far as first kisses go, it wasn’t perfect. Although he was technically aware of how these things were done, his inexperience was very evident, but that didn’t matter in that moment as he felt you melt into him. When you did finally pull back to catch your breath, you both had goofy smiles on your lips.

“It was most certainly the ‘I love you so much I cannot imagine my life without you in it,’ kind of I love you. The ‘I am not sure how much studying I am going to be able to get done next year because all I want to do is kiss you,’ kind of I love you. Just for clarification.” He smirked, earning a light smack to his chest as you chuckled.

“This moment, this one right now, it’s one you will absolutely tell me about in that nursing home. You’d better be adding it to the list.”

“Oh, trust me, my dear, it is forever committed to my memory.” He hummed as you nuzzled his nose before leaning in for another of many kisses.

#Mycroft Holmes #Mycroft Holmes x reader #Mycroft x reader #gndw fic

[inexplicifics]

The long awaited Sashaiden fic has been a balm to my very frayed nerves this month (several family birthdays, a couple disasters & a refrigerator breakdown all in the past 3 weeks), but I think the part that is living rent-free in my mind the most is that Leocadie didn’t follow up on Sasha lying to them about being “fine” when he really in the middle of a panic attack. They reacted when they picked up the lie in the moment, but then they left him alone about it instead of seeking Sasha out & getting to the bottom of things.

Was that intentional, meaning Leocadie didn’t want to scare Sasha worse than he clearly already was? Or was that more of a “cutting the Gordon knot” thing, where no matter what you write, the whole story bogs down, so you bypass it?

(I have totally done that before in my own fics, so it’s only curiosity driving the question.)

Also, I hardcore ship Esraren already. Aren was a BABY!Witcher when he was taken! Maybe 20 or so, which means he spent as long being tortured as he’d spent being alive before they captured him. If ANYONE deserves a big protective Bear for the rest of his life, it’s Aren.

Lastly, I low-key would love if your muse might encourage a fic of Ciri & Shrike & the Mantikittens all conspiring to some kind of shenanigans. Or sparring together. Or in general just being a team. I think their character dynamics would be very interesting to see fleshed out.

Sending you so much love!!

I'm so glad you liked With Tenderness! That sounds like a very stressful month!

I think Leocadie probably cornered Aiden at some point and asked if Sasha was alright, and then didn't pester Sasha about it so as not to make him feel pressured. But yes, putting it into the fic would have sort of bogged the fic down.

Aren was so young and is now so traumatized and definitely deserves a big friendly Bear to be his companion and support.

Ciri and Shrike and the Mantikittens (and possibly Nix) all in the same place at the same time would be terrifying. The keep might not still be standing afterwards.

#questions answered #accidental warlord au

[rosiethedragongeek]

Soooo, long time no see. Anyway I'm going to Disney and was wondering if you have any head cannons of the gang there. Like what their favorite rides would be.

I'll go first. My favorite ride is the haunted mansion.

First things first, Snotlout would probably be terrified, and hide it incredibly badly. Clinging into Astrid or Fishlegs.

Hiccup is probably interested in how the ride itself works, "there's a lot of cool stuff, how does it work"

Fishlegs isn't as scared as Snotlout, but there's definitely fear there, just barely kept at bay by his curiosity much like hiccup.

Astrid couldn't care less, but enjoys the ride. She likes the killer bride part.

The twins enjoy the ride too, but much more, and much more chaotically of course. Probably relate a lot to the guy sitting on TNT in the stretching painting room, and look to Snotlout to recreate it with them. (He just flips them off)

This is the picture I mean btw.

I'm literally so sorry that I'm getting to this so long after you actually went and it's like not crazy relevant anymore omg I got real busy for a bit there but I am here now lol

Okay, so I've been to Disney maybe twice forEVER ago, and I don't really know the rides all that well so this is gonna be more of a list of vague theme park/disney headcanons than exactly what rides they would like

Snotlout and the twins are SO excited to go like they are dragging Hiccup, Astrid and Fishlegs behind them

Hiccup and Astrid get Mickey and Minnie ears and it's very cute

The twins obviously love the roller coasters and stuff the faster the better

They go on the teacups and the twins are in one w Snotlout and they spin it around so fast that he throws up

While the rest of the gang goes on rollercoasters, Fishlegs is the one who waits for them and holds their bags

Fishlegs also constantly remind people to drink water and reapply sunblock and stuff

Snotlout complains about the slow rides and stuff but he's also terrified on the roller coasters (he screams the whole time) there's just really no pleasing him

They cannot for the LIFE of them pick a ride, the twins want to ride EVERYTHING, whatever's closest or fastest, Fishlegs planned the whole day in advance and his plans went out the window immediately, Snotlout and Astrid never want the same thing and bicker about everything and Hiccup is just trying to survive the day lol

Fishlegs is so excitable the whole time bc he loves Disney movies

He wants to get as many character signatures as possible

The twins keep trying to bribe people for their positions in line lol

Astrid also really likes the roller coasters

All of the pictures that they get from being on the roller coasters she looks totally cool like she's just sitting there or wtv

The twins are always making dumb faces or doing something stupid in the pictures (but they don't know when to expect them so they just do stupid stuff the entire time)

Snotlout and Fishlegs look like they're about to cry

Hiccup is having just so much fun he likes that it feels like he's flying

They all wanna try everything but obviously, that's a lot of food so they get one of everything and share it between all 6 of them and it leads to a lot of bickering

Fishlegs insist they take pictures in front of the castles and stuff

Fishlegs actually takes a lot of pictures throughout the day

Astrid hates waiting in line hates it so most of the rides she suggests are just whatever has the shortest wait time

Any of the rides like the like competitive shooting things ones?? idk what they're called, or if there are more than the toy story one which is the only one I remember or if that one is still there or wtv but any of those Astrid KILLS it there's just no competition

The twins are very good at those too

That’s what I’ve got for now I’m so sorry this is so late lol

ily bestie<3

#httyd gang #httyd ot6 #rtte gang #rtte ot6 #httyd headcanon #rtte headcanon #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #hiccup haddock #hiccup #astrid hofferson #astrid #snotlout jorgenson #snotlout #fishlegs ingerman #fishlegs #ruffnut thorston #ruffnut #tuffnut thorston #tuffnut

[the-s1lly-corner]

OOO what about a Dark Fey reader like Maleficent? that was being hunted down by a dangerous group of cryptid hunters, and had a broken wing n wounded by iron bullets but kept running.

And the Creeps found them took em in. and since ferfolk cannot lie,.. caught them off guard with a question on how they felt about that creep 😉

I expect to see Slenderman!👁👁 and another ig👍plz

idk I rarely see Supernatural like readers, it's a little disappointing imo. I love powerful self-inserts ok?

Slenderman with a Fey!S/o

UWAAAA I'm sorry for taking so long to get to this !! I've kinda been sucked up in a bunch of irl stuff !! (Nothing serious, just me working on things)!!

Admittedly I have never watched maleficent; so I'll solely be going off the info given in this ask I hope that's alright ☝️😔 and I apologize in advance if it's no good 😭💔

As you specifically brought up slenderman, he's gonna be our star today!! I was originally going to do the full list of characters but my brain js

A raisin

Also also!! I totally get what you mean ab the shortage of supernatural readers!!! Not just in the creepypasta fandom; but really any fandom! Let the insert have powers, let them be super strong, ect ect !!

You'd stumble into him after trying to hide and take shelter in his woods

Normally, he'd take down any trespassers after stalking them for a bit; but he was just too curious about you to make that the case

I dont know, I always think of slenderman to carry that kind of curiosity about the world and other creatures; I feel like that makes him more interesting than the fandoms standard "stern and oddly fatherly" take... also I just live the idea of curious cryptids!!

Moving on

He'd help patch you up with the resources in the forest; I've seen mixed opinions on whether or not slenderman has weird healing powers but personally; I think he has regen abilities that can only be applied to himself! Unrelated to the ask I know, but a quick little fun aside and little bonding point for him and s/o if they have the same deal going on

As for shelter? I'm personally still on the fence on if I wanna make the manor thing a part of my personal universe and hc that I write for these silly lads; but rn I've settled for a version of it! Not as grand or tidy as the old fandom hyped it up to be; it's a lil smaller and kinda... run down

Still livable, though, and you're more than welcome inside if you need somewhere to stay

Granted, I'm not entirely sure how the topic of romance would be brought up with him, but let's say he picks up on some behavior from you that makes him start putting together a picture

Bro has zero rizz I'm sorry

Regardless, he eventually asks the question; and as the rules go, you're kinda forced to tell him how you feel

I think regardless of if he reciprocates or expected your answer, he'd be surprised

I mean how many people are out here flirting with a forest monster, to their face

I think it could work, honestly! The relationship I mean!! I wish i had more hcs since this is such a fun idea, but I genuinely dont know much about fairy stuff and all the lore regarding them

But onto some more side hcs/little ideas to make up for the lack of stuff !!

If you need comfort, about the whole being hunted thing, slenderman is a good listener; and he understands what it's like, bro probably has to deal with people trying to get a look at him all the time. He gets it

Want revenge on them? Well if the hunters followed you into the woods they probably wont last long anyways; despite the whole curiosity thing he can be... rather territorial

Day to day life with slenderman is interesting as is, but with a fellow non-human companion? Shenanigans will likely ensue

What kind? Cant say, due to my lack of knowledge 😔☝️

Too injured to move around on your own? If you need to go somewhere slenderman will either fetch it for you, or just carry you to where you gotta go

Also he totally wont make it habit; even before the romantic relationship is fully formed

It just activates his neurons 😔

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #slenderman x reader #slenderman imagine #slenderman headcanons #creepypasta slenderman #slenderman

[mahouknightdrabunwolfcat]

Care Bears Unlock the Magic is very underrated!

It has so little traction on here and virtually anywhere online that I see, it makes me sad cause this is a truly hidden gem of a show and its been quite a long while that I’ve fallen in love with a cartoon like this.

The classic and Care Bears movie artstyle is really cute, and I love the UtM style just as much! (In case you haven’t seen the style its this!)

I’m honestly so surprised it doesn’t have a bigger following as it reminds me a ton of My Little Pony G4 aka Friendship is Magic, which is a show I would say is one of my favourites of all time.

It’s got a lot of the same genuinely really good stuff FiM has like likable and real feeling characters (Grumpy Bear is so good don’t get me started!!), and really sweet character moments and lessons that aren’t forced but very natural feeling. It is a kids show, so it will sometimes have a bit of cheese and sap, but I am not at all bothered by that and think it is very genuine with what it does.

Not to mention the very pretty backgrounds and art this show has!!

The animation is quite wonderful too, I can say every episode has such charming style and movement. This show is a must watch if you are an animation lover!

If you are able to watch this show, definitely consider doing so!! Its on HBO Max (but we all know how we feel about that streaming service), but its also -

🌈fully available on YouTube!!🌈 .. (almost)

- so it’s very easy to watch luckily! The only episodes missing are episodes 20, 25 and 40. You can also always arrg me matey if you know what I mean as well 🏴‍☠️ (if you have any questions about how to do that, even for other shows, feel free to ask for any resources and advice!)

The show in my opinion does not start the most amazing on the first episode, its a bit rushed feeling for the setup, but it rapidly gets better and more enjoyable. My partner and I got sucked in pretty quick after a few eps and we’ve been watching a few at night lately :3 we both agree that episode 3 is where is picks up and gains its stride, but it is important to see the first two eps still I’d say especially the first one.

If you ever have the time and curiosity, I’d totally recommend it! Again, if you like shows like My Little Pony FiM, or even the more recent MLP G5, you’ll have a nice time!

Happy watching!🌈

It would be cool if you reblog this I’d love to spread the word

#Care Bears #care bears unlock the magic #Care Bears utm #my little pony #friendship is magic #mlp fim #just tagging for visibility hehe #kidcore #I recently got into Care Bears so I haven’t seen the older stuff (I want to) #but unlock the Magic is my start and its super cute :3 #drabuncat ramblings

[pridepoisoned]

CHARACTER NOTES: JUPITER/ERIS EVANS

[I've been meaning to do this for a while and I have it on the brain right now, so why not? With the information below, I'm hoping to open new doors for interaction while also clarifying some of Eris's motives and the core influences behind the character. She deserves a deep dive. 😊]

Pokemon Platinum is my favorite main series game, I love my supporting characters, and I wanted to try a villain, which is why I initially picked up roleplaying JUPITER around 2017 in a closed Tumblr group. However, the experience left me feeling bitter--the Cyrus player at the time was very possessive, and Jupiter and I couldn't escape his shadow (or the community's view that Jupiter was a mere Galactic lackey, victim of the 10,000th spacesuit joke.)

ERIS EVANS was born from the ashes of that blog when I went indie in 2020, inspired by the questions: what would a post-Galactic Jupiter do, fully independent and freed from Cyrus's influence? What if she was 'worse'? and what would today's unethical sciences, corrupt politics, and greedy corporate behaviors look like within the Pokemon world?

Four main themes inform Eris's portrayal: (excess) hunger/greed, masks, poison, and resilience/survival.

More than anything, Eris Evans has an insatiable appetite for knowledge, willing to cross almost any unethical lines to satisfy her rampant curiosity. This hunger has been present all her life--from when she was gazing at the distant stars, entranced by Cyrus's fantastical vision for a new world, searching for her father, and even more so now. (Her hunger for knowledge is all-consuming and spills in every direction. If you have something cool, she'll want to figure out how it works. Take it apart. Tinker and probe.)

Importantly, Eris does not want to usurp any existing leaders or organizations...

The spotlight is stifling, and she is most at home working away in the background shadows. Above all, power, influence and control are things Eris craves because they allow her the time/resources to experiment as she pleases. While she's currently under Devon's employ right now, Eris will happily work with/under anybody who can provide her with freedom, resources, and a lofty goal to work towards.

With this being said, Eris's appetite is designed to lead her into trouble. She's woven an intricate web thus far (which I am pumped about), flitting back and forth between various conflicting organizations--a day will come when her multilayered façade all comes crashing down.

So, how does Eris manage to survive under the spotlight, juggling all her connections? She's an expert mask-wearer, ultimate deceiver, interchanging her personality to best fit the mood and get what she wants. She can't help herself. With her disarming looks and unmatched charisma, Eris excels in the world of big business, concealing her darker side underneath. A total wolf in sheep's clothing.

I made Eris a poison-developing expert because it fits in with her curiosity and the idea of soft power, an advisor whispering shadily into a leader's ear. Poison corrodes, corrupts, and is often used in deception, which makes it Eris's perfect symbol of choice. She uses poison in many forms--ranging from the sadistic physicality of her 'enforcer' Seviper, Anje to the gentle suggestion of her mind-warping Kirlia, Felisa. Eris and poison are all about damage over time, infecting and collapsing bigger foes from the inside...

All of this being said, Eris's endgame is unclear right now, even to her. Galactic gave her an ambition to sink her claws into, and Devon is currently satisfying her with full access to Pokemon bioenergy development, but she's always on the lookout for the next big step, always working, worrying about her legacy. Survival.

She helped leash Dialga and Palkia atop the Spear Pillar, spat at them. Soon after, Cyrus disappeared, just like her father had aboard the Sea Mauville all those years ago. That fateful encounter (and abandonment) helped her realize that time and influence are fleeting. In order to thrive in this new, post-Galactic life, she must fill the void with as much knowledge as possible, as many answers as possible. Rules are restraints. Above all, she must survive, no matter how terrifying/twisted she may become. Mortality hangs over her head like a hungry serpent, always demanding tribute.

Always demanding more.

TIDBITS

ERIS is the second (not first) largest dwarf planet in the solar system, maintaining Galactic's cute planetary roots. Eris is also the goddess of discontent and discord (not that Discord.) EVANS was chosen because I wanted an unassuming last name for her to blend in to society following her expulsion from Sinnoh. Also, alliteration always goes hard.

I chose DEVON as Eris's landing spot because they are very similar. Smiling exteriors, shady interiors. I view Devon as the consummate too big to fail company of the Pokemon world, doing whatever it can to maintain PR and get ahead of the competition. (Once again, Eris is looking out for herself and isn't beholden to Devon, though the corp does spoil her...)

#reconstruction. (hcs) #(LETS GOOO IVE BEEN MEANING TO DO THIS FOR SO LONG) #(im sorry its so long but id love if you took a look!! invested so much time into this character over the years building her story) #(and just glad i could get it all out here!!)

[aamy2100982]

Sleeper is a nerd and no one is going to deny me. I don't know if they have any specific hobbies, but they definitely like to investigate everything that is around them, Started by the fact that, by the time he got old enough to take care of himself, he simply went into space to see and investigate the world around him. I think that the comics have not really given enough importance to the fact that Sleeper is a very intelligent character who is always willing to learn new things. But apart from complaining that Sleeper doesn't have enough character development, I wanted to write about an idea that crossed my mind this morning :b

Specifically from Sleeper investigating cats and ended up in a tangle with the neighbor's cat

At first Sleeper turned into a cat just to have a more friendly physical form for their brother, but I think Sleeper spends more time than they should in cat form and I really think they started to like it. Sleeper suddenly began to be curious about these animals, it saw them jump on the roofs, walk on the fences and sleep all day, some were very big and hairy and others were small and short of hair. Sleeper had no need to investigate this animal, but their curiosity was greater.

Sleeper tried to follow some cats camouflaged in his normal symbiote form to be able to know what kind of substances contained their characteristic odors and thus be able to imitate them perfectly.

when he managed to form his totally original characteristic scent, then they had to figh with other cats for territory. At first Sleeper thought this practice was silly, but after the neighbor's cat went looking for it on purpose to fight with Sleeper, they simply had to respond. Eddie scolded it, because he was sick of hearing the neighbor's cat and Sleeper fight every nigth, but Sleeper simply replied "He started it!"

then came the mating season for the cats and Sleeper suffered. Sleeper had copied the scent of a female cat, so now instead of fighting with the neighbor's cat for territory, now he was chasing him to leave his baby in Sleeper. even when Sleeper stopped producing a cat's pheromones, the neighbor's cat would still appear outside the house, meowing loudly. Dylan made fun of Sleeper for a long time because "your boyfriend has arrived, why don't you come out and play with him for a while?"

Sleeper now tried to replicate a male cat's pheromones, and the neighbor's cat was confused, like the cute kitten that he had seen only a few days before is now a male? that is not possible. the neighbor's cat kept trying to find the "girly" cat, but gave up after a while, and it was a relief for Sleeper. Interestingly Sleeper noticed that the neighbor's cat stopped fighting with them. He would sometimes stand on the fence and look at Sleeper, but he wouldn't do anything.

Eddie commented that some cats get depressed when they lose their friends. Sleeper complains that the two of them were not friends, that cat came to pick a fight or to try to mount it. Eddie laughed that maybe he had gotten used to the routine and that some just get attached to the beings they fight with (an obvious reference to how Eddie became friends with Peter after almost killing him several times)

Sleeper felt a little sorry for the cat and tried to get closer to him again, they don't fight anymore, they just sit together on the fences or sleep curled up in the branches of the trees. Sleeper made a friend who is not his father or his brother, that's good, maybe

#venom comics #sleeper symbiote #eddie brock #dylan brock #Cat

[freesia-writes]

Howzer + Aurelia Ch. 17

Howzer stole our hearts when he appeared in TBB, and I wanted to write a bit of a backstory for him. It begins with his newbie days during TCW and stretches to where we last see him in TBB. Enjoy his character arc and some heartwarming romance, action, adventure, yearning, angst, and growth.

Master List of Chapters

Content/Trigger Warnings for Entire Work (individual chapters not labeled): wartime peril, injury, and death; pregnancy, birthing trauma, and infant loss; sexual assault up to kissing; relationship passion up to making out and heavy petting; sexual relationship alluded to but not described (no smut, sorry) ;)

Word Count: 1.2k

17. Tentative Curiosity

Howzer stretched on his bunk, rolling his head side to side, slowly working out the kinks of another night spent on a flimsy sleeping pad. He was replaying the conversation from the day before, relishing the complete and total shock on her face as the door closed behind him. He had felt bad about that whole situation for a long time, and it had eventually subsided, blending into the rest of his memories, swirling records of ambition and misdirection, triumph and failure. He certainly had never expected to see her here, however, and felt mildly resentful of the sense of regret that it stirred within him.

He sat up, swinging his knees over the side of his bed and getting up in one fluid motion. With a sharp exhale, he began getting ready for the day, resolving to leave this all behind him. It was in the past, and honestly felt like a completely different life. There was no point in dwelling on it.

Picking up his helmet as his final step, he looked at the teal accents he had added on either side of it. His mouth set in a firm line, he paid silent respects to Sprint, then pulled the helmet on and made his way to the exit of the barracks. Syndulla was off-world, so his duties were straightforward -- keep an eye on the Imperial activity in the capitol and summarize pertinent details to share upon Cham's return.

He took off for the main square at a brisk pace but hadn't gone more than a few steps when a hand touched his elbow. With a quick turn of the head, he saw Aurelia standing next to him, a smile on her face that looked like a painstaking attempt at casual politeness.

"Hi... trooper. Er, Captain," she said, pulling her hand back from his arm to give a self-conscious wave.

"Howzer," he said, stopping to face her, "What, you're going to pretend like you forgot my name now?" It was delivered lightly but his jab felt empty -- not at all like the boisterous playfulness she remembered.

"Why didn't you tell me it was you from the start?" Aurelia asked bluntly, "You knew the whole time?"

"I don't know; what would have been the point? I didn't want to impede your investigation," he said, with just enough emphasis on the last word to give it a slight tinge of condescension. She squinted, trying to figure him out, and he continued, "Plus, I didn't think you'd be dancing in the streets to know it was me."

"I mean..." she started, searching for a legitimate answer and coming up with none. "Yeah..." she finished lamely. "I guess we didn't part on the best terms."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Howzer said, suddenly removing his helmet and lifting his chin to meet her eyes with a serious expression. "That was... pathetic. And immature. I know you didn't want to hear my apology back then, but you still are entitled to hear it now. I don't expect anything, just wanted to clear the air... You deserved more than that."

She was taken back by his sincerity, dropping her eyes to the ground in response to his directness. His scars accentuated the solemnity of his face, and he stood with a self-assured maturity that was palpable. She had played the scenario out in her head many times, if she ever were to see him again, and this is definitely not how she had envisioned any of them. "It's okay," she said dismissively, "You were young..."

"Youth isn't an excuse for idiocy," he remarked, tilting his head.

"Well, it's not an excuse, but the two sure do seem to go hand in hand more often than not," Aurelia quipped dryly, trying not to focus on how the sunlight caught his eyes.

He chuckled, a short little exhale that was disproportionately rewarding, before shifting his weight to one foot. "Did you need something?" he asked.

"Oh, uhh," she said, looking down the street. "No, actually. I just wanted to see you, once I realized it was you... But I don't know why. I mean, not that there's no reason, but... Well no, there's no reason, but... oh kriff." Where was the wisecracking bartender that had been able to catch and return any jab anyone had ever thrown at her?

"Okay..." Howzer said, a little more softly. "Well, I'm walking to the square if you're headed that way."

Swimming with relief at his clever navigation out of an awkward situation, Aurelia fell into step beside him as he put his helmet back on and began down the street. Buildings rose on either side, bustling with vendor carts in front of them and various flags and clothing items flapping from balconies above. Species of all kinds roved here and there, but primarily the crowd was made up of the native Twi'leks and the occupying humans.

"What have you been doing here?" Aurelia asked, attempting a normal sort of interchange for once.

"I'm Cham Syndulla's Captain," Howzer answered, "So I do whatever he needs when it comes to managing all the Imperial activity. Before that, it was the Republic activity. Before that, it was Separatist activity. New day, new overlords, you know?"

"I see. I mean, the Empire is different, at least -- now we can finally have some sort of peace and stability for a while."

"Peace?" came the slightly loud response, and Howzer stopped in his tracks, facing her again. "Does this peace feel different from the 'peace' we had with the Republic? What were you just investigating? A weapons shipment... Why all the weapons? They were just supposed to put in the refinery, to 'bring economic prosperity'. Instead, it's a constant stream of troops and weapons. Doesn't look like peace to me."

"Ryloth is an Imperial protectorate," Aurelia answered, taken aback by his sudden vehemence. "They're bringing all of that in to keep you safe!"

He looked at her for a moment, gaze hard, a litany of responses swirling in his head. But he didn't even know what he believed about it anymore, and instead took a deep breath, grounding himself in the things he did know: "Well. My job is to keep the people of Ryloth safe."

"And that seems to be going well," she said, a genuine attempt to smooth things over. She was both confused and surprised by his suspicion; she would have assumed that he of all people would have been grateful for the Empire's attention to his planet and their desire to bring order where there had been chaos.

"Mm," he responded shortly, any further thoughts cut off by the arrival of a squat little man.

"Aurelia!" said Moss Gowden, smiling at her politely. "What are you doing out here?"

"Finishing my investigation," she said quickly... Almost too quicky. Howzer turned to look at her.

"What a good girl," Gowden crooned in a tone that made her stomach turn, "Wonderful. Why don't you bring your findings to my office and we can dive right in. Have you eaten?"

"No," she began, "But--"

"Perfect!" he interrupted, "Come on then." He placed a hand on her lower back, almost too low, and with an odd sense of ownership, Howzer noted. "If we finish early, I might have some other things we could do." He gave Howzer a quick nod and turned to steer Aurelia toward the street with him before she could get another word out.

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@mary-on-the-contrary @doublesunsets @523rdrebel

#commander howzer #clone trooper howzer #captain howzer #howzer #tbb howzer #the bad batch howzer #howzer x oc #howzer fanfic #tbb fanfic #star wars the bad batch #tbb #tbb fanfiction #star wars fanfiction

[confused-bat]

Okay here is just a bit of a rant about, in my opinion, on of the worst sides of the vanitas no carte fandom. And it’s how some seem to think that Noé is a sweet little innocent baby who totally has no idea what sex is and is totally clueless.

I get this happens in a lot of fandoms (like mha and dsmp I’ve seen it a lot) but in this case it comes from one line of Noé asking Vanitas what love is (panel below). This is from his simple curiosity. What he imagines love is, probably isn’t what Vanitas calls love and it’s his curiosity of wanting to know.

Vanitas called Noé naïve a number of times but the word ‘innocent’ is never used because he’s not. He is an incredibly written character that is endlessly fun to explore and pick apart -this is the same in most of Jun Mochizuki’s writing and story telling.

Noé is an naturally inquisitive and curious character, but due to his upbringing with his grandparents and the shapeless one, he was never properly taught. We know the shapeless one taught him and Louis but we don’t know what to extent and love is certainly not something that would have coming up with the personality we have seen with the shapeless on at some point. However sex was definitely something that did. And the shapeless one didn’t teach the boys about it themselves, Louis and Noé certainly taught themselves (minds out the gutter, I’m talking about that giant library that the shapeless one has(louis was talking about finding curse bearer papers and research so we know the boys explored it)).

I think the reason Noé asked Vanitas the question was seeing vanitas’ ‘love’ towards jeanne and wanting to know how he knows. Personally I think the closest thing Noé felt to love (before vanitas) was with Dominique and Louis. However with that I believe that he didn’t equate those feeling to the love he had read about. They where more like sibling love.

And I am fully aware about the scene in chapter 12. Here are the panels I am going to talk about (spoilers???):

I’m fairly sure (I have looked at the characters in vnc a lot; I adore the series and find the characters very intriguing) that Noé is just reading the room. I would bet money that this would be a normal occurrence when him, Louis and Domi lived at the caste in the woods. It was more of play and since Noé had consumed their blood and had no risk of looking into memories he had no wish to, that they would do it regularly. Noé explicitly says as a child that he likes the taste of blood so it would be no wonder that drinking blood would be a regular occurrence

Additionally, there is this panal that directly follows the ones above:

I believe that Domi calling Noè an ‘utter fool’ refers to Noé not understanding her feelings. Its kinda obvious that Domi has had a crush on him for quite a while (or that’s my opinion) and after all this time and flirting, Noé still doesn’t understand. We even see that noé doesn’t even understand why she calls him this. I would call this naïve not innocent.

Also that whole scene on the roof after the ball (earlier that morning may i point out) I think that that was Noé trying to flirt. This could also just be seen as Noé talking to someone he likes. If Louis was still alive he may have acted this way around him but i don’t know. It would really be taken as anything.

But back to the original point, calling Noé innocent would be a disservice to his charcter and Jun mochizuki’s amazing writing. They clearly know what they are doing in portraying this curious ‘child’ learning about the world he inhabits and his journey to the end.

#vanitas no carte #case study of vanitas #the case study of vanitas #vanitas no shuki #anime #vnc #noe #noe x vanitas #noevani #noé archiviste #vannoé #vnc dominique #dominique de sade #louis de sade #vnc Louis #just a small rant #thanks tumblr for making this incredibly difficult from start to finish #i really appreciate a reblog this took fucking ages

[theinquisitxor]

November 2023 Reading Wrap Up

I read a total of 9 books in November, which was a better reading month than I've had in a while. I also found some new favorites and new releases this month. My workload for classes was much lighter, and I had significant more reading time. I read 7 physical books and 2 audiobooks.

1.Shadows of Self (Mistborn 5) by Brandon Sanderson, 3/5 stars. Another crime mystery set in Elendel. I read this one entirely as a physical copy, but I probably would have enjoyed the audiobook more. I wasn’t as engaged in the plot as much, and it felt a bit like a ‘filler’ book to me. Crime thriller high fantasy

2.The Hollow Places by T. Kingfisher, 4/5 stars. This was a creepy portal fantasy horror with interdimensional monsters and a museum of curiosities. A good spooky season read, and a book that I couldn't put down. I stayed up past 2am to read it. Horror, portal fantasy

3.The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater, 5/5 stars. My annual reread of this book starting every November 1st. I listened to this on audio, and I made November cakes in honor of my tradition.

4.Starling House by Alix E Harrow, 5/5 stars. This book was everything I enjoy in stories, and is about a struggling Appalachian town, siblings trying to survive, a sentient house, tragic dark fairy tales, gothic horror, and a beauty & the beast retelling. The pace of this book is slow, and I would consider it a deeply character driven story. Contemporary fantasy.

5.Steelstriker (Skyhunter 2) by Marie Lu, 3.5/5 stars. This is a post apocalyptic dystopian ya fantasy that touches on real world events, and certainly feels relevant to some events that have happened over the past few years. This is a fast paced, action packed duology that kept me hooked and wanting to turn the pages. Sci-fi/fantasy

6.Leviathan Falls (The Expanse 9) by James S.A. Corey, 5/5 stars. I've been reading the Expanse books for three years now, and I started Leviathan Wakes in Jan 2021. This really built up to a huge finale and gave a satisfying ending, I don't think I could have asked for better. The last ~20 pages of this were spot on. I'm very glad I read this series, even if it took me several years. Science Fiction Space Opera.

7.The Bands of Mourning (Mistborn 6) by Brandon Sanderson, 4/5 stars. Very entertaining and enjoyable, reading this series on audio is 1000% the best way for me to consume these books. This book had a lot of cool moments, parts that made me go “what?!” and some neat new cosmere/worldbuilding things in it. Crime thriller high fantasy

8.Murtagh by Christopher Paolini, 3/5 stars. Murtagh was a decently good book. Murtagh is my favorite character of the Inheritance Cycle, and I was looking forward to reading this. I enjoyed most of this book, although I thought it could have been trimmed down, and there was one section and significant trope that I did not enjoy, which affected how I felt about this book. High Fantasy.

9. Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher, 5/5 stars. This novella was exactly my type of fairy tale and brand of faeries. I also enjoyed a good representation of the middle ages, and T. Kingfisher's excellent writing. This was such a sweet story (even though it has darker moments), and I'm glad I decided to pick this up. Fantasy/fairy tale

That's it for November! See my December tbr below

December tbr:

The Lost Metal (Mistborn 7) audiobook

A Strange and Stubborn Endurance by Foz Meadows (reread)

All the Hidden Paths by Foz Meadows

Howl's Moving Castle by DWJ (reread)

Castle in the Air by DWJ

House of Many Ways by DWJ

The Damar duology (The Blude Sword and The Hero and the Crown) by Robin McKinley

A Winter's Promise by Christbelle Dabos

Realm Breaker by Victoria Aveyard

Nonfiction on audio

#reading wrap up #november reading wrap up #fantasy books #mistborn era 2 #thornhedge #the hollow places #t kingfisher #Murtagh #christopher paolini #starling house #Alix E Harrow #Steelstriker #marie lu

[lisacomeuseucu]

Curses

• Fear Street. 1978 - "I swear, if I could I would change their story, I would try to make them live" That's what she said to herself.

I'm sorry if English is bad, it's not my first language

Sitting on a sofa using her notebook, her fingers moved nimbly, she wrote in her browser about the FEAR STREET trilogy of books, which were used as inspiration for the new trilogy of films recently released on Netflix. Specifically, she was trying to discover the specific books that gave rise to the second part which took place in 1978, social networks contain information about the characters, information taken from the book, her curiosity increased in finding out more about the original story. Tired of searching, the teenager closes her notebook and takes the television control that was next to her, clicking the remote control button making the film play again, in the scene where Cindy is cleaning the bathrooms with her boyfriend. Tommy, the viewer analyzes the couple, watching the film for the second time, she doesn't like them together as a couple and believes that the two would be better as friends.

Little by little, sleep began to take over his body and several thoughts circulated in his mind, 'What would it be like if I participated? Okay, this protagonist's thought is a little stupid, but it would be fun to be able to be part of it, to try to prevent a lot of things.. 'slowly her eyes began to feel heavy to the point where she couldn't bear to keep them open. The girl surrendered to sleep. Moving to the other side, she noticed a different smell, the smell of freshly washed sheets, she also noticed that she was feeling covered in something she shouldn't feel, opening her eyes little by little because of the sleep she still felt, with them fully open she noticed that found herself in a completely unfamiliar room, quickly getting up, sitting on the bed, analyzing the entire room, she noticed that there were several posters, a desk with books and notebooks, a pile of clothes thrown everywhere and a slightly open suitcase. Taking her legs off the mattress, placing her feet on the floor, the girl got up and started walking around the room in search of a bathroom and realizing that there was no second door, she went to what she believed to be the exit to her room, when she opened it she opened it. Coming across a hallway with a staircase going down and some doors, your instincts led you to the first door on your left, which luckily is the bathroom.

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After finally finding the bathroom of this house I enter it, the first thing I do is look at myself, and damn, this isn't totally me, well, it has my face and my body but some things are different like my hair which is reaching halfway down my back and this cut reminds me of what actresses from the 70s wore, something that I see suits me, now my clothes are totally different, I'm wearing pajamas, a thin green fabric blouse and a pair of shorts in the same fabric but in black. I'm not going to complain because I think I look incredibly beautiful like this, until footsteps take me out of my thoughts, I put my head out to find the reason for the noise and I come across a woman aged between thirty and forty in the middle of the corridor. but she stopped when she saw me.

— " You woke up! It's a miracle that you woke up early, daughter, anyway, get ready quickly to have breakfast so I can take you to camp. " The oldest said and turns her back to go down the stairs, leaving me in the same place. place, what she said leaves me confused, who could she be? She is my mother? I shake my head, leaving my thoughts to turn on the tap and splash some water on my face, I leave the bathroom and go into the bedroom in search of clothes, I look at the pile of clothes on the floor and pick up some that I think match. After getting dressed I go downstairs and find myself in a room and a kitchen next door, I go to it and find the same woman placing some toast on the table, noticing my presence she tells me to sit down and of course, I obeyed. — " Have you finished your suitcase? " She asks me, — " I'm done, when I went to change I finished putting all the things in it " I answer while eating a slice of the toast that was just placed and I am answered by a nod of the head, — "eh.. Mom?.. What was the name of the camp? I forgot, can you believe it?" I ask with shyness and shame, it's kind of funny to forget the name of the camp you're going to, my "mom" lets out a sigh before answer me.

— "Nightwing, honey! Nightwing! There's no other camp between us. If the Shadysides win, you'll let me know, okay?" The woman answers me and asks a question to which I respond with a nod. After we finished eating we got into the car with our bags in the trunk, before we got in she had asked me if they wouldn't think it would be a little inappropriate to go to the camp with the most open blouse, in the generation I was born in this blouse would be considered the least vulgar possible. . I observed the environment we passed through until we arrived at the camp, the last time I saw many trees together was when I was a child, my family and I spent vacations at my grandfather's farm, which was in a forest, yes, it was, a little Some time later they demolished the farm because they bought the place, and built a factory on top. I soon notice a large sign with the name of the camp, it's the entrance, the only person I see at that entrance is counselor Kurt which makes me less happy, I get out of the car and go to the trunk so I can grab my belongings while I listen. his steps getting closer and closer to me, — "Well now, I should have expected you, a Shadyside, to be late." Kurt stopped next to me and started talking, I automatically rolled my eyes with what I just heard, letting out an irritated sigh I answer him — "Better be more polite with the ladies, Kurt, if you want to get into their pants so much." I look at him with a sarcastic smile on my face as he tries to hold back his rude smile, his mouth is visible trembling of irritation, — "I understand that you recently moved to Shadyside but I will not tolerate delays, now, take this key and go to your cabin, the children arrived soon. " Taking a key from his pocket he hands it to me placing it in the middle of my breasts and walks away entering the camp.

— "Which one of these fucking chalets is mine?! " I shout so he can hear and am answered back by shouting that it's chalet 4, I take the key he left with me and enter the camp looking for my chalet, I just wait not having the company of an idiot character. After a good few minutes of walking, I find my chalet, I put my suitcase on the floor and take the key that I left in my pocket and try to open the door, but that damn door won't open! Am I turning it the wrong way?! I let a curse escape my lips, — "Is it difficult to open this door?" , it's Alice! I look at her in surprise as she waits for my answer, — " What a scare! Don't do that again and yes, I'm having trouble. " I sigh in relief with my hand on my chest while the blonde laughs responding with a "my bad." — "Let me try to help you" Alice gets in front of me and starts turning the key and the door handle, with a few turns she managed to open the door, she turns to me with a smirk, I shake my head in gratitude , as I enter my chalet Alice starts talking — "I don't know you, have you moved recently?" I put the suitcase on the floor and look at it — "Yes, I moved recently, by the way my name is Y/n. " — "Alice, welcome to our cursed city, may I know why you moved here? " — "I thought it would be easier to die if I went to Shadyside." I say sarcastically, making her laugh, we are interrupted by Kurt telling us all to meet him in the cafeteria.

We started walking towards the cafeteria, Alice started talking to me about some Shadyside counselors that I will soon meet, all of them I already know, Cindy, Tommy, Joan, Gary and her boyfriend Arnie, then she asked me if I smoked and I replied — " I'm not a big smoker, but I wouldn't turn down a joint with marijuana. " That made her smile and say — " Another perfect no in Shadyside, I see you're not as annoying as Cindy or Tommy, the perfect boys. " I let out a laugh and enter the cafeteria, coming face to face with Kurt, some more counselors from Sunnyvale, others from Shadyside that I don't know and the main ones, some people look at me with curiosity because I'm a new person so Kurt lets out a "finally" and begins to give a speech welcoming the old and new camp counselors and begins to explain the rules of the place, such as expulsions, the tasks we will have to do, the schedules and with each person, when suddenly Alice pokes me arm and turn to her — "See that girl with brown hair and tanned skin? This is Cindy, Cindy Berman, all behaved pretending to be a saint, the perfect virgin. " she says pointing to Cindy — "She wasn't like that before, was she? Any perfect little girl tries to hide something. " I say and she looks at me with a face of surprise and doubt — " How do you know? " I laugh at the question — " I was once like that, anyone who tries to be perfect tries to hide something from the past. " I look at her when out of nowhere Kurt stands in front of both of us and asks if we can hear him, I quickly adjust myself and we answer — "Of course, Mr. Kurt. " - " Same? So tell me what I was talking about. " He comes close to me with a mischievous smile on his face, hoping I wouldn't know what to answer, — " About the tasks, the rules, the schedules and that soon we will have to welcome the children, right? " I answer him confidently as he walks away shaking his head then he says — " Correct. ".

Alice didn't want to welcome the children who were going to arrive on the bus so I decided to go alone, as I was walking I could hear some hurried footsteps behind me, I looked back and found Tommy coming close to me, when he noticed that I was watching him he gave a wave of approval. hand, when he's close enough to me he starts talking — "Hi! I'm Tommy Slater, I've never seen you around here before, are you new?" Tommy has a smile on his face, it's a little cute the way he looks, — " Yes! Nice to meet you, my name is Y/n, Alice told me a little about you" I say opening a smile on my face and putting my hand in my pants pockets walking with his bell, Tommy makes a confused face — "What is she said?" — "Well, she said you're known as the town's golden boy, I guess she doesn't really like people who get those titles." Tommy lets out a laugh at my response and nods in agreement — "I should have expected this from Alice. How long has it been since you moved?" Two weeks ago, I left Sunnyvale. " I respond sympathetically, Tommy looks at me in surprise and stops walking — " Why would a person leave Sunnyvale and go to Shadyside? " He asks me, he has a confused smile on his face, does he never stop smiling? — " My parents were tired of my rebellion and we moved here so they could get rid of me. " I speak sarcasticly but I try to maintain a serious posture while walking backwards so I can look at his reaction, which was to shake his head in denial while laughing.

When the bus arrived, thousands of children from Shadyside and Sunnyvale got out, I greeted each one of them, most of them are not rude but these children still exist, observing the place I noticed more people that I had not met before like Ziggy, Sheila and their friends and most importantly, Nick Goode, Nick Nick, I promise I will stop you from making your worst mistake. I'm walking towards the cafeteria, all the children have arrived so it's time for us to eat, when I enter the cafeteria I notice that it's full of people, I don't think there are any empty tables, I start to go in looking for a table that I could sit at. or maybe I would meet Alice here but she probably won't go to the cafeteria either, she must be with her boyfriend, I hear my name being called and I realize that Tommy is waving at me. I arrive at the table and sit next to him, Cindy is sitting in front of me, Joan is next to her and Gary is sitting on the other side of Tommy, then the blonde starts talking to his friends — "This is Y/n , the new girl I told you about." Joan looks at me with a smile on her face — " Tommy said you're a nice person and that you left Sunnyvale for Shadyside- " Joan is interrupted by Cindy — " Why did you live? of Sunnyvale?? It's one of the best places to live! " I let out a small laugh — " My family and I don't really fit into that city, I think I have the Shadyside spirit, like my father. " I respond in kind. Kindly, Cindy still seems a little stunned by the facts, I understand that it doesn't get into her head, Gary leans over a little, climbs the table and analyzes me, I make a confused face and he says — "For the first time I agree with Tommy, you have the energy of good company." Cindy looks at him indignantly and tells him to stop talking nonsense which makes me let out a genuine laugh, Tommy turns to me and asks me — "You and Kurt seem to know each other well, you guys are they friends? " For a moment I'm surprised and nervous about the question but a memory comes into my head, Kurt was always someone who picked on me, we never got along and it will stay that way, — " Oh no! We always picked on each other, he's an idiot. " I say with a nervous laugh, Joan looks at me and then at Kurt, — " He's actually cute. " She says with a mischievous smile — "Joan! " Cindy scolds her.

Kurt appears clapping to get people's attention, he again starts making his typical emotional speeches, — "What does he want everyone to kneel down for him?! I can't take so much speech anymore!" I whisper quietly but it sounds like Tommy could hear because he let out a laugh, Kurt announced that as it was only the first day at camp there would be a vote on which game we were going to play, we had two options, treasure trousers or agouti run, many of the children preferred treasure hunting and so he became the winner. Already outside the cafeteria, the children and some counselors went to participate in the game, I am sitting on the grass leaning against one of the huts when I see Alice with her boyfriend, both of them coming towards me, when I stand up they are already close to me. me. — " Did you prefer not to participate in the game? " Alice asks me, — " I prefer to participate more at the end, I'm not very good at hunting. " I answer and look towards her boyfriend, — " You're Arnie, right? I'm s/ n. " — " Alice told me about you, she said you're cool. " I give a small bored smile, — " Good to know, in fact, I got to know Cindy a little, she's a nice person to talk to but you can tell that she tries to act like a well-behaved girl. " Alice takes a cigarette and looks at me — " I warned you. " — " Well, I'll see you later, I'll see if I'm lucky enough to find the treasure. " I tell them as I go heading towards the forest.

I've been walking through this forest for ten minutes now and I haven't found anything treasure, they said the treasure is a box, there's probably something inside it. I start to look around, the forest during the day is quite beautiful, it would be a good place to have a picnic, this brings back some memories, I always spent hours exploring the forest when I went to my grandfather's farm and I often found thousands of insects and fruits, my grandfather started teaching me which fruits I could eat or catch and which ones I couldn't, I had a notebook with thousands of drawings of all the insects I found. Something behind me suddenly appears, a noise behind me that made me fall back in fright, when I look up I find the blonde with light eyes, Tommy, looking at me while laughing, in revenge I picked up some leaves and dirt that is lying beneath me I throw it at him, which makes him take a few steps back, — "You idiot! You scared me!" I get up going towards him, — " Sorry! Sorry! I saw you were distracted and I thought it would be fun to show up by surprise, my bad. " He responds between laughs, I release an amused sigh from my lips, — " Did you find the treasure? " — " No, but I think you found it. " I make a confused face at him, Tommy points to the top of a tree that I was looking at and there was the box. After we handed over the treasure, showing that we won, many of the children started trying to accuse us of cheating and that led to the current discussion, — " I'm sure she followed one of the counselors and discovered the place!! " A girl accused me, looking through the I look to the side and see Sheila getting into trouble with Ziggy, I get closer and hear Sheila saying — "It must have been you who showed the location, typical of a witch." I side with Ziggy and interrupt Sheila — "Sheila you better put your tail between your legs because otherwise things are going to stink for you." I look at the girl from top to bottom, the girl turns her eyes at me and puts a mischievous smile on his lips, — " You must be enchanted by her, what are you going to do? Cut out my tongue? Murderous!! " He retorts sarcastically, — " Are you defying me?! " Before I could get any closer to her a muscular arm grabbed me, — " Hey girls! Sorry to interrupt the conversation but I think it's already gone too far. " Tommy says to us in a friendly tone trying to calm the situation, Sheila lets out a laugh and looks at Tommy — " You better be careful, I believe you don't want to die by a witch's puppet. " The girl turns her back and walks away, I leave Tommy's arms and look at the redhead next to me, — " You're Ziggy, right? Cindy's sister. " I ask the girl who looks around in search of some way out, — " Eh, yes?.. " she nods in agreement, — " If she said something again, you can count on me to get revenge! " Walking away irritated, before I left Ziggy smiled after hearing what I said and Tommy sighed with tiredness and relief.

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Thanks for answering my ask. Do you mind if I ask (again) for your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

Haaa... I try to not make this filled with only Enstars and Genshin Impact characters, hehe. I'm not putting these in order, that would be too difficult. Warning: long post.

Eichi and Wataru (Ensemble Stars) I'm putting them together here because do not separate and all that. For Eichi it's just... everything, I love his smart and silly sides, his calculating and passionate sides. I find it fascinating how he wants to be in control yet he delights when people surprise him with their wild moves, like Trickstar did. He's also funny, I love his stupid punny names and all. For him being one of my favourite characters ever, I sometimes have trouble voicing why because I just go "ahsgfdhgas look at him he's such a character". I loved him pretty much instantly when I read about him. How he went from desperation and hurt (to others and himself) to having people around him who care about him. Wataru is a funny case actually because I don't usually like loud characters who go bothering everyone lol. But I think one of the key differences is that Wataru is not nor acts like he's stupid, on the contrary. But he is fun! And I find it intriguing how he's shed/hidden most of his past. And how he plays with what's real him and what's him become the role he has been playing in life... He used to not care about people surrounding him much but that changed when he met Eichi and that's lovely. He actually cares about his friends but sometimes shows it rather eccentric ways. Both of them have interesting things going on in their story and it's never dull when they are together.

Yuki (IDOLiSH7) Yuki is very much my type of character, calm, serious and smart but with sort of dry humour. But also has a little bit prickly side to him (more so in the past but it's still not totally gone, he's just outwardly more polite). Oh, and this is not something that makes me like him more per se, but: he's one of few Japanese vegetarian characters I know. And not for any religious or such reasons, he just doesn't like meat.

Alhaitham (Genshin Impact) When I said Yuki is my type of character, here's another example of that type. He's pretty blunt and matter-of-fact and I love him for that. Characters don't need to be like me for me to like them but if there's a character I feel kinship with, it's him. I appreciate his principles regarding work so much, just have a job with comfortable amount of responsibility and load and even if you were qualified, don't need to do more or reach higher position if that's not your thing. He's become one of my faves ever.

Diluc (Genshin Impact) Again, my type... a little grumpy, capable, serious guy. With added troubled past and It's Complicated(TM) stuff. He's one of the biggest reasons I started playing Genshin. I saw him and thought "huh, looks like my kinda character" and I was so right. :D

Terra (Final Fantasy VI) If I need to name an alltime favourite character, I often pick Terra. After she was freed from Empire, she often felt lost and didn't know if she had a purpose in the world (plus being half Esper) but in the end she found her place and it's not grand, opulent hero's life in a castle or something, it's a quiet, simple life. It's what she wants.

Rin (Yuru Camp) Ok, if we take one more character I relate to, it's Rin. She likes doing things by herself and is happy that way. It doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy doing stuff with her friends with too because she does. I like how she sends out message out there it's not lonely or weird to enjoy solitary hobbies.

Nagisa (Ensemble Stars) Ok, back to Enstars. I love Nagisa's curiosity for everything. He was also kept from normal life for a long time and has been following wishes/instructions of others but has since then started to discover and explore what *he* wants to do and I love that.

Kaoru (Ensemble Stars) One more from Enstars then I stop ok... So! I didn't originally care much for Kaoru. Then I started reading more about him and how he started shedding off his playboy act and be more true to himself and how he's actually really sweet guy.

Jiang Cheng (Mo Dao Zu Shi) I feel for him, he tries to do things right but things just don't go his way. Even though he did some not-so-nice stuff, you can understand where his anger and bitterness comes from. I think he doesn't get enough credit for leading his clan and being mostly put together after everything he went through.

Umm, this is the list for this moment in time. I went into this with the mindset of "how much I think about this character" and picked some that occupy my brain most. Because, for example, I've been a Star Trek fan for something like 25 years and there are many dear characters in many series but they aren't rotting my brain at this time.

Some characters I considered, so, honorable mentions: Shin from 86, Sakura from Cardcaptor Sakura, Fern from Frieren, Noé from The Case Study of Vanitas, Hazel from Watership Down (bunny among humanoid characters, why not!?), Shizuma from Therapy Game, Xie Lian from TGCF... And Enstars characters I left from the list: Tatsumi, Yuzuru, Tsumugi. And Genshin characters: Yae Miko, Ayato, Kazuha...

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