#lovestruck aero

[puriette]

AND,,, here are the big list of names that we have (there's so many so there might be repeating ones but here you go <3): scooter, brick, casper, jack, crew, casey, arcade, alistair, billiards, landline, elias, silas, adrian, link, valentine, august, beau, marlow, francis, sardonyx, marion, laurence, blip, shutter, pierrot, wake, jamie, angel, piper, harley, paris, caspian, reverend, percival, reagan, nocturn, oracle, augury, helix, gabe, galileo, gale, geo, gyro, gizmo, orion, scorpius, canis, cygnus, corvus, draco, leo, perseus, hydra, betelgeuse, felis, apollyon, puffin, portia, valerian, florian, snapdragon, longhorn, cicada, juliet, toad, cricket, pretzel, chalcedony, carcass, bastion, catacomb, carrion, hunter's moon, ouzel, blackbird, pallid, plenilune, varmint, viol, orchid, mantis, eventide, armory , zealot, lacrimosa, argos, camisado, versailles, alexander, apollo, alcinder, august, elias, julius/jules, knight, valor, leonidas, lionel, pheonix, roman, titus, victor, percival, raegan, carnival, pierrot, dallas, crew, fin, august, val/valentine, jace, orca, gale, sam, squid, leif, sage, caspian, ajax, otto, april, alva, scout, quinn, briar, chalcedony, carcass, otis, bastion, catacomb, carrion, hunter's moon, ouzel, blackbird, pallid, plenilune, varmint, viol, orchid, mantis, eventide, armory, zealot, lacrimosa, argos, camisado, versailles, galileo, gambit, billiards, polybius, arcade, dallas, paris, rome, cable, crew, roo, alois, alastair, caspian, orca, adrian, anchor, dune, crew, erasmus, galiot, heron, landline, twain, gamecube, mechanism, sweepstakes, sundial, archibald, jello, circle, adobe, orwell, pompeii, andromeda, hailey, sirius, stardust, satellite, solar flare, sunspot, waning, titan, keiper, rover, orbit, dipper, ursa, hercules, constellation, belt, rings of fire, red storm, fog, crypt, cloud, frost, hail, daze, dream, drowze, haze, solar, nova, moon, moonwake, floral, rustle, clover, aesthete, splash, poe, bard, stanza, accius, byron, dante, edgar, virgil, wilde, verse, ballad, sonnet, anaphora, lyric, muse, amadeus, tybalt, eldric, alois, beryl, elliot, jasper, sawyer, oslo, raegan, ronan, casper, boris, bruno, chess, arcade, randy, drew, max, landline, browser, mug, cappucino (cino), tulip, mortimer, wilfred, barnaby, sonny, monty, colton, sawyer, cooper, landon, finn, cody, hayden, ashton, miles, arlo, jasper, oscar, ezra, milo, everett, rhys, silas, soren, beckett, river, felix, theo, elliot, william, bowie, baxtor, jax, jay, kaz, magic, alphie, millie, valerie, versailles, paris, jackie, rue, rose, fiore, callie, oliver, francis, charlie, jamie, reese, landline, battery (or battery acid), keyboard, gravel, vault, raegan, nemesis, jasper, sylvester, mars, calamity, valentine, francis , paris, charlie , sticker, pretzel, puffin, junction, chalcedony, dial, cuckoo, alastor, static, livewire, rex, eva, sandie, bouncer, florida, salem, asterisk, lucielle, luminare, cassandra, casanova, alastor, arwen, casimir, dorian, kato, cato, morrigan, basil, anise, cassia, ellis, lennon, xephrys, phineas, theon, castiel, edmond, eldrich, aero, genevieve, gwenivere, aislinn, cordelia, gaia, hera, elsa, ada, ezra, gale, gael, beau, alfred, ackerly, otto, otis, augustine, doris, iris, ida, esther, josephine, alma, beatrix, elsie, effie, alistair, leon, percival, gilbert, atlas, auden, audin, adonis, maynard, hadrian, celia, maude, maudie, rumble, ranger, alistair, aristocracy, delegate, podium, loverboy, cupid’s arrow, lovesick, lovestruck, painted hearts, rose, jaime, reid, rodney, gregg, fang, jock, laurens, pierre, cinn, markus, xander, zane, chartreuse, bumples, RGB, chroma key, the pencil of the earth, palooza, puppet pin, prelude, sizzle, breakfast, clearance, bozo, plasticine, megara, ophelia, delaney, vincent, melinda, seren, cassiopia, darling, griffyn

#every farewell sets me on fire ; random #hoards #name hoard

[silverbolit]

Happy Holidays!

#galacon #ask billy the kid #aeros blog #my little pony #bronycon #ask the canterlot musicians #dessert #lovestruck derpy #doctor whooves and assistant #cake and stuff #sweet cake

[delusional-mishaps]

Masterlist

Will be updated as I go!

you can also find everything under the tag "jester writes"

character names list

few headcanons for a few of my sans's :O]

most recent:

crush to dating slash sans headcanons

nightmare and error with an s/o who doesn't celebrate their birthday

forbidden love with nightmare

ink helping an overworked reader relax

delusion with a crush fluff <3

delusion with an s/o who sees graphite as a brother

epic and easily flustered s/o

S/O brings back a stray cat (Firefly, Aero, Leo, Deimos)

Lovestruck Skeletons {PART ONE} (Arbiter, Sunny, Leo, Firefly)

Lovestruck Skeletons {PART TWO} (Graphite, Delusion, Grimm)

S/O needs help with math homework (Arbiter, Meridian, Graphite, Phobos)

Skeletons first pillow fort (Callisto, Sunny, Pisces, Cav, Firefly)

Big sibling Chara headcanons

Asmodeus cheering up S/O after a bad day

S/O is on their period (Aero, Champion, Aries)

Arbiter cheering up S/O after a bad day

Outcodes with a crush (Delusion, Graphite, Grimm, Sunny)

S/O said they are like home (Arbiter, Pisces, Cav)

Bad Guys with S/O headcanons (Vendetta, Aero, Pisces, Vex, Delusion, Grimm)

S/O and sibling are always play fighting (Sunny, Meridian, Arbiter)

Headcanons for Grimm taking his S/O out on a date

Some scenes with Grimm, Areo, Pisces and Vendetta just hanging out <3

Forgetful S/O (Arbiter, Champion, Firefly, Meridian)

Patient crush (Arbiter, Champion, Phobos, Deimos, Firefly, Meridian, Sunny, Grimm)

Crush gives them their sweater to stop their nightmares (Arbiter, Phobos, Meridian)

Reaction to child!reader taking care of their younger sibling (Arbiter, Champion, Phobos, Deimos, Firefly, Meridian)

Protective Crush 😼 (Arbiter, Champion, Phobos, Deimos, Firefly, Meridian)

Cuddle headcanons! (Vex, Delusion, Crow, Deimos)

Cross & Epic Dating Headcanons

Fresh & Epic Dating Headcanons

How they'd react to it being your birthday (Arbiter, Firefly, Pandora, Delusion)

s/o takes them out to a beachside restaurant (Vendetta, Aero, Pisces, Vex, Grimm (Passive), Sunny)

S/O has insomnia (Grimm, Pisces, Cav)

delusion dating headcanons!!

dating headcanons with Callisto and Pandora

grimm, delusion, pisces, aero and vendetta dating headcanons (poly)

{PART ONE DEAD S/O} S/O Dies (Graphite, Callisto, Hop, Vendetta)

{PART TWO DEAD S/O} It was only a nightmare and S/O isn't dead (Callisto, Hop, Vendetta)

{PART THREE DEAD S/O} The nightmare becomes real, they save S/O (Callisto, Hop, Vendetta)

{PART FOUR DEAD S/O} The nightmare becomes real, they don't save S/O (Callisto, Hop, Vendetta)

{PART FIVE DEAD S/O} S/O is now a ghost (Callisto, Hop, Vendetta)

{PART SIX DEAD S/O} S/O is easy to convince to go home (Callisto, Hop, Vendetta)

S/O gets amnesia (Aries, Firefly, Cav)

{PART ONE S/O HELD HOSTAGE} S/O was held hostage and killed (Arbiter, Carrion, Grimm, Aero, Phobos)

{PART TWO S/O HELD HOSTAGE} They save their S/O (Arbiter, Carrion, Grimm, Aero, Phobos)

Unrequited love with Arbiter (implied, could be another skeleton <3)

Reader sacrifices themself to grant freedom to the monsters of Underswap

Someone made S/O uncomfortable (Phobos, Champion, Delusion, Vex)

S/O got hurt by someone (Vendetta, Cav, Pandora, Aries)

S/O is being bullied (Grimm, Pisces, Meridian)

Competitor cheats against S/O (Phobos, Leo, Boleos)

S/O had a bad day (Deimos, Boleos, Pandora, Crow)

S/O flinches when being yelled at (Deimos, Grimm, Vex)

Bad guys comforting S/O after a bad day (Vendetta, Aero, Pisces, Vex, Delusion, Grimm)

Skeleton reacting to crush protecting his brother (Cav, Firefly, Aries, Passive!Grimm)

reader eats an enchanted golden apple (like from minecraft) while fighting the dreamtale brothers

grimm, delusion, pisces, aero and vendetta poly wedding

grimm, aero, vendetta and pisces yandere headcanons

#masterlist #i dont know how to tag things ig 🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯 #undertale x reader #x reader #jester writes

[sergeant-donny-donowitz]

Questions and Answers Part 1/2 (DonnyxFem!Reader)

@owba-chan @inglourious-jules @war-obsessed​

Let me know if you want me to tag you in these! :)

It was a cool night. The grass was damp. The campfire was welcoming. The coffee was....disgusting.

Just like every other night.

Aldo was laughing, Omar was telling a story. They all were. It was about their little....conquests...around Europe... a few basterds listened cheekily, thinking of the one true love they had waiting at home.

"What about you, Donny?"

Donny chuckled as he took a drink of whiskey. He started to laugh about the fun he had since he got deployed.

Hirschberg was unimpressed, "Yeah, yeah, but what about home?" Donny took a drink. 

He stood still, and shook his head once. "I'm a free man. Don't gotta girl to worry about," he laughed as he passed the bottle to Wicki.

Donny could hear everything the basterds were saying, but he wasn't listening.

He was remembering.

He dropped you off at college in September of 1936. He kissed you once, and smiled in pride as he watched you go up the steps. His heart sang when you waved to him. You knew he was upset you wouldn't spend every day together anymore. You promised to visit soon... And you did. But you knew it wasn't the same. Donny wasn't the same with you than with other girls. You knew he wouldn't step up...and it hurt you. Donny caught a glimmer of that sudden heartbreak the last moment your eyes met. He drove back home. He didn't listen to the radio. He went straight up to his room...

He missed you.

MIT wasn't too far from home, but he always felt too far from you. He had spent most of the days of his life with you. You'd gone to the same schools since you were toddlers. You snuck into the same bars and clubs together. You had been best friends from the moment you could speak...

In the end, that didn't matter.

He lost you.

Donny was splashing some water on his face that night, after the laughter and fire died down. He looked at the small crooked, cracked mirror.

All he saw was you. He could see you smiling, the rays of sunlight fleeting through your hair on a summer day in Boston.

He smiled for a split second, then it faded with the memory.

He saw Aldo's reflection behind him, "Boy, I know you got something to get off your chest."

"What?" Donny scoffed, "Come on, Aldo, it's nothing."

Aldo sighed, shifted his weight on one leg, and he shook his head once, "I may be old, but I sure as hell know a thing or two, son."

Donny sighed, "There is....there was a girl...once."

"Yeah, I just about figured." Aldo chuckled as he took a seat.

"I dropped her off at college back in '36... she...she was going places ya know?" Donny smiled with pride, which warmed Aldo's heart as he listened to the lovestruck sergeant.

"I knew her all my life. Every day, I'd tell myself I'd tell her I loved her tomorrow. Never did." He tossed his boot aside and untied the other one.

"I never did. I never called her, I never even wrote to her." Donny felt like screaming at himself every time he remembered it. "She'd come around to see me when she visited her family, almost every weekend...she was a good kid, ya know. She'd come down the other side of the neighborhood, say hi to my mom, stop by my old man's barber shop, just to say hi to him,...see me if I was in working. I didn’t talk to her like I should’ve. I didn’t go out wiht her, I didn’t do the things I should’ve... Eventually...she just... she stopped coming around." He sighed again, looked down at his clasped hands, "Can't blame her."

Aldo frowned...that wasn't the Donny he knew... sure, that was quite a few years ago. And Donny was older now, and a sergeant. Aldo didn't doubt that Donny might've changed, and grown up a little since then, but...he was still Donny Donowitz. He just couldn't believe that. "And you never went back to see her?"

"No." His voice was stern, just like a sergeant, but his heart was broken, like only his could be. 

He was scared to confront you, you weren't like the other girls you he went out with. You knew him. 

 Well...everyone knew Donny Donowitz in your town. He was a star ball player in school. The neighborhood boys loved rallying around him. The girls just adored him...

But you...

You knew his favorite color. 

It was that fleeting scintilla of salmon streaks in the sky, just as the sun disappeared beyond the horizon. 

You knew his favorite food. 

It was a secret. He couldn't bear to break his mother's heart. His favorite food was  the risotto from Mama Allegra's italian restaurant. 

You knew his favorite season. It was winter because the smell of firewood made him feel at home. You knew his favorite song, (though he had lied to you about the reason).

It was How Deep is the Ocean, but only if Paul Whiteman was singing it. He said it was because he saw the ocean 'so many goddamn times.' The truth was it was because you walked with him around the docks and the beach more often than not, nearly every day of his life since he could remember, and it reminded him of you...

You knew Donny.

And it scared him. 

It scared him because he thought that maybe you wouldn't like him because of that. Because you knew him, you knew his flaws. You knew he was an angry young man, you knew he held grudges. You knew every name of every person that ever wronged him because he never let anything go... You didn’t know he put his own name on that list, and would never forgive himself for letting you slip away. You knew what he was scared of. You knew he was scared of losing people he loved... you didn't know he was scared that maybe the one person that didn't love him was the one he absolutely needed...

He was angry at himself for letting you be the one that got away.

You were just so perfect to him. Even though every dough boy said that about the loves they had back home, it was the absolute truth to him. The way you laughed was always music to his ears, even if you sometimes snorted...it brought him joy, knowing he'd been the one that made you laugh. Your eyes were brighter than the moon on the darkest night. Every time he saw you come around, you absolutely never failed to make him smile.

He missed Boston, he missed his family, and the Red Sox...but he missed you most of all.

He'd missed you since before the war. He'd missed you from the second he understood he lost you...

It all just happened so slowly, but somehow all at once, and it scared him.

It had just been so long...

"Ever?" Aldo was in disbelief. He knew his boys. They always gave it their all, especially Donny.

"I enlisted the day after we got into the war. I got shipped out in January... I was gonna say goodbye to her the night before. She hadn’t seen me in a year or two by then..."

"And you didn't go..." Aldo didn't believe that. Donny always gave everything one last hit.

"I found out she was with a sailor. Someone else had the balls to tell her the things I should've."

Aldo crossed his arms as he listened. He didn't hesitate to tell his boys what he was thinking. "You should go see where when this is all over, Donowitz. Sounds like a real special girl." He never saw Donny get so worked up about a girl before.

Aldo smiled a little, wishing nothing but the best for the young sergeant in the end.

"What?"

"Well, what the fuck else you gonna do?"

"I can't." Donny shook his head.

"Why the fuck not?"

"I don't want to see her with somebody else," he held onto his bat, looked down at it, and then set it aside as he clenched his teeth, wondering what he would do...

"That ain't the Donny I know."

"I dont wanna go back to Boston, show up to a nice house that got a fuckin' Cadillac in the driveway, kid running around, and a fucking  sailor opening the door, and getting pissed cause I asked about his wife."

"You dont know that."

Donny looked back in the mirror to avoid looking at his lieutenant. "I know she loved him."

"You ain't even talked to her, son. How'd you know a thing like that?"

"I saw them. She loved him." Donny sighed, wishing he could go back in time. "Nice guy, ya know. Went to school together. Name was Samuel...she called him Sammy. He used to make her laugh. He was a good looking guy. A boxer when we were young. He joined the navy right after high school. Why wouldn't she?"

Aldo smiled a little, "Well, that don't mean she forgot about you."

Wicki and Hugo walked in, and Aldo changed the subject, Donny glanced at him gratefully. Sometimes, Aldo wasn't the most tact person, but he was a good lieutenant, and a better friend.

Still, he wasn't Donny's best friend.

That elusive title somehow still belonged to you after all these years.

It wasn't the only title that belonged to you either.

You were a trained pilot, and an aero-space engineer. In 1935, you were only 17, and "Donny's girl" to most of Boston, but he never was yours, at least not in your eyes. By 1936, you were just a college kid, expected to drop out. No one thought you'd be one of the 3% of women to get a degree then. Especially not from MIT. By 1940, you were an aero-space engineer, in your own right. By 1942, you were designing and building planes for the military.

It was 1943, and you were flying them.

It was 1943, and you were flying over nazi-occupied France.

It was 1943, and your life, and the life of everyone on your bomber, was about to change...

You were shot down, the radio stopped working. No one knew where you were.

That wasn't the thing that worried you and your girls.

It was the fire devouring the wings you had designed yourselves, the bullets firing through the metal you welded yourselves, the debris stripping off the plane you had built yourselves.

The nazis picked off those that survived, and interrogated you all.

You lost crew members to the nazis’ sadism as they lost their patience.

Eventually it was just you.

The only reason they didn't kill you too was because they still needed information.

A week had gone by, and somehow, you managed to get through it all. You couldn't imagine the war without your girls...

Sometimes you couldn't imagine the world without war. 

It had just been so long...

They spat at you, and beat you, they screamed at you in German, in broken English, but they never broke you.

They'd never have that satisfaction.

"FOTZE."

The right side of your face slammed against the hard, cool soil, littered with twigs and the fallen green leaves of summer.

It was getting harder and harder to get up.

You were still for a moment longer than you'd been the first thousand times.

Blood dripped from your nose and mouth. Your eyes wandered beyond the trees' highest branches, toward the blue sky you loved.

You waited defiantly in silence for the next hit and the next question. The mocking and shouting contorted into one sick distorted blare. It took you a few moments to realize that they were screaming, but not at you.

You laid flat on your back, your arms sprawled out. You didn't care what was happening. You couldn't remember the last time you ate, or had clean water, or slept. You couldn't remember what it was like to not be in pain. You could barely stand before the final beating. Every part of you was either numb or in pain. Your heart was aching for the ones you couldn't save...

You closed your eyes, listening in on the indecipherable nightmare...

That was...until you heard English.

 A perfect, good old....southern accent?

 It was an American. It had to be... "Wicki, ask em who they got with em."

"Wer ist in deinem Lager?" Wicki held a rifle in his hands, and a steady glare.

"Sechs weitere Gefreite und ein Sergeant"

Wicki looked back at Aldo,  "Six other privates and a sergeant."

Aldo narrowed his eyes, spotting tattered and bloody cloth, strips that he suspected to be parachutes, hastily covered by leaves and dirt.

A silver ray of light caught his eye, and he glanced beyond the bloodied, brutal, untimely burial, toward the nazis' supplies.

Dog tags.

American dog tags and boots strewn around carelessly.

Aldo picked one of the boots up. It was a little smaller than he expected. He looked back at Wicki, "Ask em again...." He looked to the rest of the basterds, "Boys..."

The Basterds then called on one Sergeant Donny Donowitz, and employed his presence as a scare tactic. He raised his bat.

In sheer terror of facing the wrath of the one and only Bear Jew, he screamed "A GIRL. THERE'S A GIRL."

Aldo nodded as he walked toward the nazi shielding himself from Donny's bat. "You speak English."

He was laying on the ground, curled up on his side, and covering his head, shaking in terror. "YES."

Aldo stood over him, and pushed him over with the heel of his boot, and looked him in the eye, "You gon' tell me bout them parachutes, boy. You gon' tell me bout the girl. And you gon' tell me right now."

"That girl. There." He pointed beyond a line of trees over a small ridge. The smoke from the dying fire was still flitting around. "We shot down an enemy plane. One crew member. It was only her aboard."

Aldo and the basterds glared at the coward in suspicion. They doubted that a bomber flying that deep behind enemy lines would be manned by one woman.

Omar collected the dog tags and read the names...

Rachel Cohen Gina Sorrentino Reyna Ruiz Jacqueline Brown Jessica Vuong Alana Stan Teresa Kennedy Katherine Li Pearl Rosenberg

He looked at Utivich. He was a pilot in the army before he was a basterd. "It takes 10 to fly a B-17 over enemy lines." His eyes narrowed in on a spare part the nazis had kept as a trophy. "I'm assuming it was a B-17... those take ten. There's one missing."

Aldo crouched by the Nazi again, "Tell me bout the one girl, son."

The nazi glanced at the Bear Jew towering over him and shook as he gulped back his terror, as he lied again. "She flew a screaming helldiver! No one else was onboard!"

Aldo narrowed his eyes, "The fuck's that??"

Hugo stood by them, "It's what they call a North American A-36 Apache."

The nazi nodded gratefully, hoping that his lie would be his salvation.

Aldo glanced at Donny, then back at the coward before them. Aldo rested his boot over his chest until something popped. " Trust me, I know a thing or two 'bout apaches if I do say so myself. And them Apaches," he pointed to the sky, "only get one crew member, and one only. Now, son, correct me if I'm wrong, but I see nine dog tags over there. You aint shoot down no Apache, you aint get just one goddamn fly-boy. Where's the crew?"

Struggling to breath, he coughed, "Alright! Alright!"

Aldo stepped off his chest, and the nazi told the truth, "My sergeant tried to intimidate the crew, get answers and interrogate them. All ten of them. They never said anything. He wanted to scare the crew, killed them off one at a time, but no one said anything. They never would. He realized that when there was only one!"

Aldo squinted, "The one you tried to pass off as the sole crew member of the A-36?"

He nodded, gasping for breath as he clutched his possibly shattered ribs.  "We have the pilot, by the fire! She's alive!"

Aldo nodded. He looked back and nodded, "Smitty, go check it out. Take Omar and Hirschberg with you. Tell me if what this nazi shithead says is true."

Moments later, Hirschberg tumbled through the trees, "She's alive."

Aldo smirked as he took out his knife and looked down at the nazi. "Well, boy, you're in luck. Got us a soldier back there hurt real bad. But she's alive. It's only fair we leave one of you alive. You run on back and tell em nazi fuckers what you seen. Go ahead. Take one good look around."

He shakily raised his head, and eyed his dead team.

He'd heard the rumors...

He watched in defeat as Aldo's blade hovered over his forehead. He clenched his jaw, and gripped the grass below him as he felt the tip of the blade sink into his flesh.

You heard an agonizing shriek as you struggled to get on your feet. Two sets of steady hands wrapped around your arms.

"You feel ok? Can you walk?"

"I can walk..." You smiled weakly as you looked into the soldier's worried eyes.

The youngest basterd smiled, gestured to the patch on your jumpsuit, "82nd Airborne Division?"

You nodded. What else could you say?

Smitty smiled kindly, "101st Airborne Division."

One of the other ones, the one they called Omar spoke up, with a chuckle, "He's a basterd now. We all are."

"Bastard?"

The third man, Hirschberg, smirked "The Basterds."

You understood then. They were The Basterds.

As far as you knew, they were just a rumor.

As far as you knew, you were dreaming.

Or worse.

They led you beyond the trees, pulled your arms around their shoulders as you shivered, splattered in your own blood.

It was definitely worse.

Because there stood the one and only basterd you ever made the mistake of letting into your life.

Sergeant Donny Donowitz.

"Donny?"

He turned away from his lieutenant, mid compliment about the latest carving, and slowly lost grip of his bat.

He managed to murmur, "Y/n..." he took a step forward, "Is that really you?"

You never thought you'd be so happy to see anyone. You never thought you'd miss hearing a Boston accent...

You never thought you'd miss Donny... You'd denied it for so long, yet there you were.

  Smiling... Smiling after everything...

Without your realizing it, his arms were wrapped around you, and you were quite a few inches off the ground as he swung you in a circle.

Just like the summer of 1936...

And every year before that.

It didn't change the fact that you lost your team, or that you could hardly stand on your own...

But you saw the look in his eyes.

It was like nothing ever changed. The years hadn't gone by. The war hadn't sent both of you away.

Almost as if nothing ever changed.

"Donny..."

He took a step back, realizing how ridiculous it was of him to somehow expect everything to be back to normal.

It almost wasn't too ridiculous.

Not in war.

It seemed almost ridiculous that you finally got an answer to a question you had been asking yourself for seven years: What would you do if you ever saw that basterd again?

You'd asked yourself that from the moment you decided you'd stop visiting him, stop hoping he'd call you, and stopped wishing he'd do right. Seven years passed, and you finally had an answer...

The answer was: You smiled.

Now, after seven years you asked yourself a new question...

"Why?"

To be continued...

#Inglourious Basterds #inglourious basterds imagine #Quentin Tarantino #donny donowitz x reader #Donny Donowitz #aldo raine #aldo the apache #the bear jew #hugo stiglitz #Omar Ulmer #Hirschberg #Wilhelm Wicki #basterds

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS: PROLOGUE

The following is a recording of an RP that has occurred between me and @soul-dwelling since oct 30 2015. Initially it started out as a small shipping rp, but it grew into it’s own verse following multiple storylines and characters, including characters from other series (ie madoka magica, b.ichi, fire brigade of flames, etc), and even a few original characters (including some collab characters!) I could write it into a fanfic, but I doubt I could do it justice. So instead enjoy the raw dialogue (cleaned of mun chat). Thank you @soul-dwelling for making this story possible ^^. Also, be warned that some chapters may delve into some triggering topics such as self harm, mental illness, abuse, and other things. Another thing. THERE. WILL. BE. SPOILERS for some series. (as well as puns, fanservice, manservice, references and developer gags)

Stocking: *huff* first day at a new school…..why did dad even think this is a good idea? After-……. *she tenses* w-whatever…….well, here it is….kinda hard to miss…..*she begins making her way up the stairs* Patty: "Hurry up, Sis!" (climbing the stairs two by two) "Let's get up there before Kiddo!" Liz: alright, alright! Patty: (runs by Stocking, glancing at her--then trips) "Owie!" Stocking: hey, watch it! Patty: "Huh? Hey, I'm the one who fell! Don't you have any concern for me?!" ???: "Patty! Stop running! Liz, go help her up!" Stocking: hmm?? liz: got it. Kid: (marching up the stairs, past Stocking and to Patty) "I told you to stay in sync with Liz and me up each stair! Symmetry, Patty--SYMMETRY!" Stocking: *continuing, not even giving a second glance* weirdos. Patty: (back on her feet) "That girl new around here, Sis?" Liz: hmm? Oh her? Guess so…..kinda rude tough… Kid: "Hmph. While I agree with her that while Patty's behavior was unforgivable--" Patty: (pouts) Kid: "--I think she could be much kinder. Perhaps this new student needs to be taught some manners." -during class- Kid: (struggling to write his name on his paper) "Curse this letter 'K'..." Stocking: *working on her paper, seemingly uninterested* ….. Kid: (rips the paper) "Damn it!" Stocking: hmm? *side glance* Kid: (raises hand) "I need a new worksheet!" (glances at Stocking) "...What?" Stocking: *goes back to her own paper* nothing. Kid: (raises an eyebrow, then turns to the teacher who has come up the stairs to hand him a new worksheet) "Thank you." (proceeds to slowly write his name) "Darn it. I wish I could just write my name quickly!" -some time passed without too much problem until…- stocking: *getting stuff out of her locker* Kid: (walks by her, seeing her) "Pardon me." Stocking: *moves, saying nothing* Kid: (opens his locker, which is immaculate...) "So, I never got a chance to introduce myself." (holds out a hand) "Kid." Stocking: ….that a nickname? Kid: (still holding out his hand) "It's short for 'Death the Kid.'" Stocking: oh?.....cool. *she walks away with her textbook in hand* Kid: (calling after her) "I didn't catch your name." Stocking:…………….. Kid: "...Hmph. Rude." (turns back to his locker, removing books) ???: "Hey, watch where you're walking!" Stocking: ??? aaron: s-sorry... Random Bully: (picks up Aaron by his collar) "What was that? You said I can take your money as a reward? Gladly!" Aaron: ….. Stocking: what’s this about? Random Bully: (eyes her up and down) "Just getting some cash this little shit owes me." (smirks) "When I get it, how 'bout you and me go out for a meal. My treat?" Stocking: sorry? I couldn’t hear you with your head up your ass. Bully: "Huh? You making fun of me?!" Stocking:….oi you, did you do anything to him? Aaron: no… Stocking: *she looks at the bully* then why’re you picking on him? Bully: "He's tiny, he bumped into me, and he has money. What other reasons do I need?" Stocking: tch- sounds like a shallow reason to pick on someone. Seems the only reason you’re targeting him is because you want to make yourself look tougher, or maybe you have some problems of your own that you’re taking out on others? Either way, leave this kid out of it, ok? Bully: "...Bitch, you better watch your mouth before--" Kid: (watching, stepping forward) stocking: ?? Kid: "Something wrong here?" Bully: "Back off, shrimp. I'm telling this bitch to back the fuck off before I--" stocking: *she steps in* ok, listen up cause I'm only gonna say this once; leave this kid alone, and I wont have to bust your kneecaps, got it big guy? Bully: "Tch. I'd like to see that. How about you just shut up and look pretty while I beat this little shit?" (pulls back fist, ready to punch Aaron) stocking: *she blocks the blow with her arm and kicks the bully in the stomach* aaron: !!!! Bully: "Uff! Hey! You stupid bitch! I'm going to rip you apart!" Kid: "Now, let's all calm down and--" Bully: (shoves Aaron into Kid, knocking them both down) Stocking: hey! *she jumps up and uppercuts him* Bully: "Uff!" (falls back on his behind, landing with a thud. Mouth bleeding, but still going) "I'm going to rip you apart!" (rushes at Stocking) Kid: (struggling to get up) Stocking: *she dodges and gets behind him* aero…… Bully: "What?!" stocking: *she punches him in the face with full force, almost with a gust of wind* ..... Announcer Voice: "KO!" Bully: (knocked hard into the lockers, with one falling onto him) Kid: "..." (slowly turns to see Stocking...And then) o\\\\\\o Stocking: *she holds a hand out for them* you guys alright? aaron: y-yeah... t-thanks ma'am... Kid: (too loud) "Fine! Thank you!" stocking:.... ah! shit I'm late. see ya. Kid: (watches her as she runs away...goofy Charlie Brown grin as hearts go up his head) Aaron: uh…. You ok man? Kid: (lovestruck giggling) "Y-Yeah..." *DING DONG DONG DEAD* Kid: "...Crap! I'm late!" (pushes Aaron off of him and runs to class) -during class- Kid: (sweating, glancing at Stocking) Stocking: *writing down notes, with the same bored expression* Kid: ("Why is she like this? She defended Aaron, then just lets it go as if she didn't just send that punk to the infirmary? Who is she? What is she about?") *stares intently* Stocking:……………………… Kid: ("She's such a jerk to everyone around here. And she is rather standoffish. Yet she is...") *Covers his left eye* *Then covers his right eye* Kid: o______o ("SYMMETRY!") Stocking: ??..... *bemused chuckle* (thinking: that’s one weird kid…..) Kid: (realizes she saw him) "Eep!" (turns back to his book..."Did she laugh at me? Oh, God, she thinks I'm stupid...") *facepalm* -during lunch- Kid: "..." (not eating) Patty: "What's up, Kiddo? If you aren't going to have your fries, can I?" Liz: is this about the….y’know? *she points to the side of her hair, indicating his sanzu lines* Kid: "N-No. It's about...um...someone." Liz: is this about the fight in the hallway? Are you ok? Kid: (annoyed) "Yes, Liz. It takes more than a shove in the hallway to hurt me." Liz:…… Kid: "It's just...that girl..." liz: hmm? Kid: "I...I was...I mean, she was rude and...but then she helped that boy--and--and--" (puts his head in his hands) "I feel sick." Liz: should we take you to the nurse again? Kid: "I don't know. I feel like I want to throw up. It's like...butterflies in my stomach." Liz: come on kiddo, we got you. Stocking: *watching him* Kid: "Thank you." (gets up with Liz and Patty) Patty: (spots Stocking watching) Stocking: *returns to eating her cake* -at the nurses office- Kid: "My tummy feels upset..." assistant nurse: is that right sir? Kid: (nods) "Been this way since that fight today." Assistant nurse: were you injured at all? Kid: "I fell on my bottom, but otherwise, no." soul: *asleep in the other bed* assistant nurse: what seems to be the trouble? Kid: "My stomach feels upset, I can't eat, I can't focus..." Patty: (frowning sadly at Soul) assistant nurse: um..... Kid: "...I think I'm distracted. Could I have something for my stomach?" Assistant nurse: ah! Of course! *she goes to get some, bumping into someone* ah, p-pardon me nurse Tanith! Kid: "???" ‘Melissa’: "Watch where you are going, Tsumiki!" (adjusts herself, spots Kid) "Ah, Kid." (looks back at Mikan) "Why is he here?" Mikan: um.. h-he has a stomach ache and need some medicine, I was getting it for him. ‘Melissa’: "Be quick about it. I'll tend to our other patient." (heads to Soul's bed) Mikan: y-yes ma’am! *she goes to do so* Soul: zzzzz…… ‘Melissa’: (holds stethoscope to Soul's chest..."Slight arrhythmia...His body is still adjusting to the Blood.) Kid: "Thank you, Tsumiki." (takes the medicine) Mikan: o-of course….. -later- Kid: (walking through hall, head down) Tsubaki: so how was it? Kid: "Wh-What?" Tsubaki: liz told us you were in the nurses’ office… Kid: "I-I'm okay, thank you. Just an upset stomach." -some time later- Stocking: *reading in the library* Kid: (walks by) "Oh! Um...H-Hello..." Stocking: oh…..hey…..kid was it? Kid: "Yes. Death the Kid." (awkward stiff arm stretched out for handshake) stocking: ??? you ok there? Kid: "Fine! Great! Super! Ecstatic!" (nervous laugh) "...Stocking, yes?" -soul and black*star are watching from behind a row of books- soul: he's so boned. stocking: er, yes. that's correct. Kid: "...My name is Kid. Death the Kid." Stocking: so you told me. Kid: "...How are you?" stocking: eh....*shrugs* same old.... Kid: "Ah...Is that good?" stocking: depends. Kid: "Oh...Um...C-Can I read here?" stocking: ........knock yourself out. Kid: "...Um...So that's a 'no'?" Black Star: (facepalm) stocking: if it was I would have said so. Kid: "..." (sits himself down, stiffly) (voice cracking) "Th-Thanks..." stocking: *acknowledging grunt* Kid: (stares intently at book, too nervous to look at her) *His book is upside down* soul: ....... (thinking: dear god.....what an idiot) Kid: *takes two minutes to realize his book is upside down* stocking: ......... Kid: (flips book over, smiles stupidly at Stocking, giggles nervously) stocking: ?? Kid: (goes back to reading, struggling to focus, sweating) -later- soul: that was almost torturous watching you. have you never talked to a girl before? Kid: "Sh-Shut up! I talk to plenty of girls! Liz is a girl! Patty is a girl! Maka is a girl!" Black Star: "Tsubaki is really a girl!" (imitates her figure) soul: kid, buddy, your flirt game is, no offense, it's crap. here. *he gives kid a book* Kid: "What is this?" soul: s-some cheesy romance novel maka made me buy for her.... Kid: (flips through) "O-Okay, I'll try. T-Thanks..." Black Star: "Dude, why you stealing Maka's books, Soul?" soul: n-no reason, I wasn't stealing I was-errr borrowing it! Kid: "???" Black Star: (eyebrow wiggle) -later, in kid's room- Kid: o\\\\\\o "Damn." *knock knock* lord death: kiddo? you ok in there? Kid: "F-Fine!" -Kid forgot to lock his door- lord death: *he opens the door* kiddo- Kid: (grabs pillow, putting it over his crotch) o\\\\\o lord death: .................................. Kid: o\\\\\\o lord death:............................................. Kid: "...Did you need something, Father?" (trying to hold down his pillow) lord death:.... ah, I see you're busy. i'll come back later. *closes door* Kid: "..." (facepalm) "I feel humiliated..." (looks down at his crotch) "...GO DOWN ALREADY!" lord death: ...... *single tear* bruh.... Patty: "Hey, Lord D! Everything okay?" -the next day at school- Kid: (shoves book back into Soul's hands) "This is filthy. Your reading habits are filthy. Tell Maka her reading habits are filthy." soul: ??? Maka: "...Why does he have _my_ book, Soul?" (cracks knuckles) Kid: O____O soul: uhhhhhhhhhhhh.......... Maka: "Maka..." Kid: (small voice) "Oh no..." -in the other class- *BOOM* Jacqueline: (in the other class) "You hear something?" kim: nah. -later- Kid: (in infirmary, head bandaged) -some time later- Patty: "Sis, what's wrong with Kiddo?" liz: I dunno..... *knock on his door* kid? you ok? Kid: "ONE MOMENT!" (setting small crudely drawn pictures of Stocking in his room next to a candle) liz:.... Kid: (shuts closet door, marches stiffly to the door, opens it, nervous smile and sweating) "H-Hi..." liz: ??? you ok? Kid: "PERFECT! THANK YOU!" -later, after kid has gotten some 'flirting/seduction lessons online'- stocking: *in the library, reading edgar allan poe* Kid: (smiles seductively) "Hey, there." stocking: oh, it's you again... you seem to come by a lot... Kid: "I got good reason to. I see something here I want." stocking: oh?.....you want to read this? Kid: (staring intently at Stocking) "That's not what I want to read..." (takes the Poe book out of her hand, flinging it over his shoulder--hitting Hiro in the head) "I want to read you." stocking: *eye twitch* Kid: "So, mind if I flip your pages and see what's between the lines?" stocking:.........you're acting weird....and not in the usual way…. Kid: (facade falling a bit) "Just...You know, making conversation with a beautiful hot mama..." stocking:....... look, I have to go. you can talk to be when you stop acting like a creep. Kid: "Wait! I'm just--I mean, you--I mean--I really like you!!!" -seems she already left- Kid: "..." T_T "The Internet lied to me..." kirika: HA! -later- liz: kid? you ok in there? Kid: (collapsed on the floor) "Leave me alone. I want to die." liz: kid? have you been taking your meds? Kid: (nods) "I have. I just..." *sigh* "I suck." liz: kid..... Kid: "She thinks I'm an idiot." liz: *sigh* -the next day- Kid: (dragging his feet through hallway of DWMA) stocking: *at her locker* Kid: (internal screaming, turns around to walk away) stocking: ................ Kid: (marching away, then running away--and bumps into someone) Kid: (knocked back) "S-Sorry!" sayaka: it's fine. Kid: "...Oh. You." (gets himself up) "Hmph." sayaka: D: Kid: (stares) "What?" -some time passes- liz: hmmm.... the Halloween dance is coming up... Kid: (chokes on his drink) "R-Really?" liz: yeah. Kid: "Like, a dance where people...dance?" liz: yeah, there's gonna be a dance king and queen, a haunted house *shivers* pumpkin carving, movies... Patty: "You should ask out Stocking, Kiddo!" Kid: o___o "I-I can't do that! She hates me!" liz: aw come on, nothing ventured nothing gained. Kid: "H-How? I look so stupid to her." liz: just ask her, no gimmicks or anything, just talk to her normally. Kid: "...I'm not normal. I don't know how to be normal." Patty: "Be yourself! If you are, she can't reject you unfairly. Right, Sis?" liz: right. just talk to her. Kid: "..." (takes out paper, scribbles notes) -later- stocking: *at her locker* Kid: "St-Stocking?" stocking: hmm? oh.....hey. Kid: "Hey. How are you?" stocking: same as usual.....you? Kid: "F-Fine. I was wondering if...Um...You know the Halloween Dance is coming up on...Halloween?" stocking: the Halloween dance? isn't that on the 30th?

Kid: "Y-Yeah. Have any plans?" stocking: nah. probably just staying in my apartment watching horror movies. Kid: "...Would you like to go to the dance? With me?" stocking: oh? hmmm...... Kid: "It's fine if you don't want to. Just figured I'm going, and you could meet more students...Sorry. Just offering." stocking:.....eh, sure, why not? Kid: o_o "..." *Inside Kid's head: Dancing, symmetrical rainbows, Hearts, happy music* Kid: "Great! Um...Meet you here at the school?" stocking: or maybe you could pick me up from my place? Kid: "S-Sure! What's your address?" stocking: *she writes it down for him* it's the Griswald apartment building. Kid: "I-I'll see you then! Thanks!"

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