#man loves his own arms thats the only way can explain this

[fuxuannie]

↳ pairing : miles morales x reader

↳ synopsis : shenanigans with your favorite classmate :) (maybe even a secret crush)

↳ authors note : i'm rlly trying to expand through fandoms, plzzz don't leave i promise i still write hsrr ;o; !!!!! i'm gonna be on a LONG atsv brainrot plz <\3 wuts a proof-read idk what that iz (/j)

MILES MORALES was the new student two years ago, some people thought he was an oddball since the first day encounter with his dad.. but you didn't really mind it honestly. You had much more important matters to attend to, like not listening to gossip.

After learning he was in some of your classes, you decided to try and get to know the guy. He seemed pretty cool, and you never passed an opportunity to know someone new.

"Morales, right?" Miles hears from behind him, it's currently lunch and so he turns his head to see you standing there with a tray in hand. "Mind if I sit with you?"

Since that day, you two hit it off like crazy, with sharing interests and hobbies it wasn't hard to talk every single day and run out of things to talk about.

"So, my Uncle Aaron took me to this crazy place like 2 years ago maybe? But yeah, it's where I did one of my first graffiti art." He explained, leading you through the dark traintracks while holding your wrist so you don't lose him in the darkness. "Sounds cool! Is it the same one that you used in your essay?"

You listen to the echo of his laughter. "Yeah, it is.. He was a great man, made me who I am today."

The way he talks fondly about his Uncle makes your heart sting a little. Though you were never able to meet him yourself, the way Miles talked about him to you made it clear he was a man who loved his nephew like he was his own son, and it was like you could emphasize with his pain of losing him.

However your thoughts are interrupted at the loud sound of a light switch turning on, illuminating the room and different graffiti art drawn on the walls. Miles laughs at your breathless expression, admiring the way your eyes seemed to glow at the art all around you.

"Heeey, look at that!" You chuckled, pointing at the 'Expectations' graffiti you brought up earlier. "You were so much shorter back then.." And Miles rolled his eyes at that comment, knowing that you were referring to the silhouette on the wall. "Very funny."

Then you realize theres a section of the wall thats covered with cloth, and he notices how you take notice of it. Miles immediately clears his throat, puts a hand behind his neck and looks at the ground. "Oh, uh.. that's a work in progress. I wouldn't want you to see i-"

Suddenly his spidey-senses go off, the second he looks up he already sees you right infront of the wall and about to touch the cover. "(name)!"

Pulling it off, it reveals a wall full of.. you? You were surprised that the details were down almost perfectly, your nose shape, your eyes and your smile. It was all so perfectly done that in a way it could either be flattering or a tiny bit creepy.

Of course, Miles being your best friend, you may or may not sketch or write about him every now and then (or rather all the time) depending on which one you felt like doing, but he didn't have to know that.

"I'm.. honored?" You laugh, looking back at your poor friend whos pulled his hoodie over his head and his hands covering his face. "Oh, come on! It's not that embarassing- And it looks good I promise!" You tried to reassure him, but the boy has no intentions on budging.

"I forgot I had that." Miles mumbled to himself, ignoring how you pull on his arm to try and get him to show himself.

At some point you've given up, and let the guy wallow in his own embarassment for a while. Your attention shifts back onto the art wall, seeing the several doodles and actual art pieces that you can only assume Miles was working on for the past 2 years you two were friends.

The much smaller doodles were your favorites, ones where he made you a tiny little creature were the cutest ones, and at some point you noticed how so many of them involved.. him. He drew tiny moments of you and him holding hands, going on walks, sharing earphones and little cliche date stuff.

You were about to say something, but are stopped at the realization Miles was right next to you while his eyes never seemed to break contact from yours. "Miles?" You say in almost a whisper, seeing how focused his gaze was on you.

"I mean, we're both smart enough to realize it.. right?"

The urge to play dumb was strong, it really was, but Miles could see through you like he was staring at glass. That's how well he knew you, and how transparent you were with him.

"And maybe I'm stupid enough to make up delusions in my head but.. do you.. feel the same?"

The question leaves you stunned, stammering to find an answer, but the serious facade Miles kept up melts at your nervous reaction. He begins to laugh, digging through his pockets and pulls out a paper you recognize all too well, it had to be either a drawing or a poem you had written for Miles and considering one of your recent ones going missing.. if what he had in his hands was that one, it gave him more than an answer.

That realization makes you gasp, and Miles' laughter only grows stronger as you've now realized what's happening in its full extent. Miles liked you, and he knew you liked him too.

"You cheeky-" You try to grab the paper from his hands, but the tall piece of shit tip-toe's just to make sure you couldn't grab it. "Whaat? What am I, hm?" He'll playfully taunt at you, still unable to control his smile as he knows that deep down you enjoyed this banter just as much as he did.

You two continue to playfully argue for a while, laughter echoing throughout the abandoned area as hours passed on and on. The talk about either ones feelings never came to light, but you two were content with the moment, and in another time you'd talk about the confusing thing that is the feelings you both mutually share.

You had all the time in the world, right? Miles Morales wasn't going anywhere.

#˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ bailu's candy stash #miles morales x reader #miles x reader #spiderman x reader #spiderman atsv x reader #atsv x reader #miles morales x you

[heartsfourdazai]

Idk if request are opened but if they are can I request headcanons with dazai, chuuya and atsushi with a best friend who gets hit on a LOT. They also have random people coming up and complement them/ their outfit everyday without fail. Maybe even a time their friend lied and said they were a couple to get some guy to stop hitting on them. Thank you.

๋࣭ ⭑ other men hitting on you. bsd x reader

gender: gender neutral

type: headcanons

characters: dazai, chuuya, and atsushi

warnings: lowercase writing, creepy men, mention of drinking, all characters are over 18!

๋࣭ ⭑ osamu dazai 🩹

doesn't blame others for hitting on you. he compliments you all the damn time.

your used to walking into work and run into dazai, who is always complimenting your looks<\3

even on the way to work you've had many compliment you. you can never go one day without having someone saying something about your outfit.

it was cute and kind at first, but overtime you've started to feel uncomfortable...all these eyes on you, this compliments left and right?

it was overwhelming for you, and dazai popped the bubble when he once again complimented you.

"dazai- stop! okay, i get it! you don't need to keep telling me!"

cue the eyebrow raise.

"i'm only speaking the truth!"

"yeah, too much if it!"

thats the day he found out you weren't the biggest fan of compliments. once or twice, okay thank you, repeating it five times over, okay bye.

one evening, you and dazai were in the bar located under the agency, having a few drinks before you part ways and you head home while dazai...wandered somewhere else where.

however, plans were cut short when a man who looked around to be in his late 20's stumbled in, reaking already of alcohal.

he took a stool from beside you and sat on it, watching you. dazai was gone, he was in the bathroom when this man walked in, so you were left with him.

"hey there, cutie~" the man leaned more toward you.

you didn't look at him, and played with the rim of your glass.

"nice outfit you have there~ love the view of the legs~ how about you show more of it~"

you shivered, feeling his fingers trace up and down your thigh. you tried to pull away from him, but he followed you.

suddenly, dazai walked back out and you instantly felt relieved.

"sorry, sir~ but i already have someone taking me home.." you stood up, the creep watching yoi walk toward dazai and wrap an arm around his own...which caused him to freeze.

"y-y/n?-"

you eyed the man.

dazai made an "o" shape, before clearing his throat.

"is-is something wrong, dear?"

you shook your head, smiling to yourself.

"no babe, now come on! i'm tried, take me home!"

dazai knew you were faking, but his soft pink blush was indeed real.

as you both walked past the man, you kicked his chair leg, causing him to fall to the floor.

as you and dazai walked out the door and took a turn, you pulled away from him and sighed dramatically, "ugh, i hate drunk people..well, drunk people who are creeps.." you shiver.

dazai chuckled, "that trick you pulled? smart way to get away from creeps like that man...however, your lucky i'm your friend, otherwise i would have said i wasn't your partner~"

you roll your eyes, "whatever...i'm going home. call me if ya' need something.."

and dazai watched you walk off, turning on his heels to walk the opposite way. his arms over his hand and a smirk decorated his face.

๋࣭ ⭑ chuuya nakahara 🍷

both of you get compliments for your outfits.

chuuya gives a soft nod while you speak verbally, "thank you!"

he's used to random people complimenting him, but you were different.

sure, it was nice and stuff, but over and over again, regarding your looks and body? eh, you don't know how to feel.

chuuya would also compliment you, but since he's your best friend, you felt more comfortable.

you explained to him, when this feeling starting to form, that when other people compliment you, it makes you feel awkward.

he understood and also took the compliments down a peg.

"i just..don't like all the attention!"

he nods, "that's okay. the spotlight isn't for all to enjoy.."

timesmkip to a couple of weeks later.

work was okay.

the compliments from people died down when yoh started to not care so much about what you wore, much to chuuya's demise.

he told you don't need to hide your entire body, but also understood why you do it, and doesn't push it.

that was, until one night was anncouned a party night, for some sort of port mafia achivement?

or maybe it was all for kicks..

you and chuuya left the group, not honestly caring what they're missing out.

half of it was probably postponed because elise wouldn't wear the dress moir bought for her for over 1000$.

so, you both decided to have a few drinks together by the bar closest to where you live.

you ordered yours, and he ordered his drink and couple hours went by.

laugher, talking, and jokes fell upon those hours.

however, the hour you planned to leave a guy around your age stumbled into the bar.

you instantly felt his eyes on you, and you felt your stomach drop. he sat right beside you while chuuya was on the other side.

they guy didn't see him, and instantly spoke to you.

"hey there, cutie~ whats a attractive sweetie doing here all alone late at night~?"

he spoke, his breath stinks, but you couldn't say anything when you felt him lean in closer to you.

chuuya watched, his hand clutching his glass, but he didn't want to cause a scene..yet.

he glared daggers at the man, but he didn't notice.

"what's a sad, single loser doing in a bar all alone? are you that sad you need alcohal to find another purposein life,l-?" you rolled your eyes, taking a sip of your drink.

suddenly, you felt the man grab your wrist and pull the drink down, leaning close to your ear-

he licks his lips, "mm you're a fiesty one? that's okay~ it just makes you more hotter~ how about you come back home with me, i'll be able to make you feel real ho-"

before chuuya could step in and knock gravity out of his existance, his scream of pain caused him to stop.

you grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back and slammed his head to the table, standing up from your seat and gripped his hair.

"not to burst your bubble, but i'm already taken~" you eyed chuuya, who blinked once..twice..

he stood from his seat, grabbed the man by the collor and pushed him to the floor, stepping on his back, keeping him down with his gravity.

"treat another person like you just did to my partner, and you'll be buried six-feet-under, ya'hear me?"

the man stuttered out an apology, chuuya letting him up and you both watched him run out the door.

you thanked chuuya for going on with the plan, saying your goodbyes.

if he had to, he would do it again

chuuya stayed to finish his drink, cursing your name when he realized he had to pay for your drink.

๋࣭ ⭑ atsushi nakajima 🐯

how could he be friends with someone has amazing as you?

he loves your aesthetic.

even he compliments you because he's just trying to be nice.

you would thank him, smiling sotftly at him and going on with yiur day.

however until one day, when he complimented you, your sighed heavily, hiding your face in your hands.

he tilts his head in confusion, rubbing your shoulder, asking what's wrong.

"y/n? are you okay?"

you sighed, "yeah! i'm fine- just...all these compliments i'm getting from strangers! it's awkward! i don't know what to say all the time and there are some people...who try to...touch me."

you mumbled the last part, atsushi nodding slowly.

he listened to you rambled and asked his he could hug you.

of course, you agreed and engulfed him in a hug.

overtime, he's died down on the compliments, wanting to respect your bounderies and not upset you.

until one night, atsushi and you finished work later then usual and the weretiger offered to walk you home.

you and him were chatting for a little bit, until you wandered past a bakery.

atsushi asked if you wanted anything, but you shaked your head and said you can wait out here for him.

there were seats in front of the door, so you sat down and waited for him.

couple minutes passed...and suddenly there was a teenager, probably the same age as atsushi and he looked...drunk.

you took out your phone and earbuds, trying your best to distract yourself.

it was working...to some extent.

the teenager noticed you, and you could smell the alcohal on him when he came close to you.

"hey baby~" he cooed at you, sitting down on the chair beside you.

you took a unnoticed deep breath and looked up at him, to frightened to move.

"look at this hot outfit your wearing~ hm, they look sooo good on you~" he giggled, rubbing his hand up and down your thigh.

you tried to kick him away, but he gripped your leg tighter.

"i think it would look better~ if it showed more of these smooth legs of yours-"

suddenly, atsushi walked out of the bakery.

"ugh, sorry y/n! the bakery was short-staffed so it took longer to gte my-"

"finally babe, your back!" you stood up, legs shaking softly and you hugged atsushi, whispering in his ear.

"we need to leave, now.."

atsushi looked at boy he didn't see at first, and glared at his drunk body.

his head was hung low and he kept giggling, "awh~ don't think about leaving so soon~"

atsushi grabbed the boy by the collor and pulled him off the ground.

"touch another stranger like that again, and you'll wish you never did." he dropped the man who was gaspong for air and scurried away, running into walls and poles.

he's on his own now...

atsushi looked abck at you, "are you okay?"

you laughed, "yeah..hey, i told you i didn't want anything.."

you pout, grabbing a bag of smal muffins.

"i know, but i thought you were hungry after today."

you smiled, thanking him.

as you both continued your walk, atsushi suddenly stops when he realized something.

DID YOU CALL HIM BABE???

#๋࣭ ⭑ rue writes 🖋 #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #osamu dazai #bsd dazai x reader #dazai x reader #bsd chuuya #bsd chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #bsd atsushi #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi x reader #atsushi x reader #x reader #gender neutral reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #bsd headcanons #bsd imagines #my writing

[writingoddess1125]

Drinks and a Truth

Me on my dumb shit and I wrote this while on Zquill forgive me

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'Take care of him'

Shanks had told you when he left you behind to watch over Luffy. You had been horribly injured in the last battle, before Shanks lost his arm which is what brought you all to the small island- As there was no way he was comforble enough to let one of his oldest friends return and risk their health so he gave you a mission-

To be a secret guardian of sorts to add addional protection and guidance for the young boy to become a pirate. When Garp wasn't around you'd trail Luffy on what you knew, proper etiquette and basics in pirating.

Along in his journey of becoming a Captian and finding his crew.

So here you were, seated on the Going Merry with the new crew of Strawhats still in its infancy, acting as a guidance for them to be pirates.

That and taking care of them food wise since you didn't think you could handle more burnt fish-

It was late, you'd made dinner for the whole crew and pulled out drinks. Nami starting a game of Never Have I Ever with the group, it was fun for sure especially letting everyone get to know each other.

"Never have I ever... Slept with a Fugitive Pirate!" Usopp said with a grin.

You paused for a moment, reaching forward and picking up the shot glass and downing it quietly. The whole table turned in utter shock-

"WHAT!?!?"

You felt your cheeks warm at this- the young pirates all looking st you in shock before beginning to speak all at once.

"Was it that Pirate you sailed with Shanks!?" Usopp started first, your face scrunched up at the idea.

"No no it wasn't Shanks, I see him as closer to a brother then anything else" You saw, Waving off the idea in disgust.

"Come on you have to tell us!"

The group of teens begged, Luffy still in what can only be described as shell-shocked at learning you- His 'innocent' guardian who had raised him had a past like this.

You sigh after a while, a headache from their whining already coming in.

"Alright Alright.."

Taking another shot for courage you awkwardly play with your hands still blushing quite deeply.

"It was Buggy the Clown"

There were a few moments of silence before it seemed all hell broke lose.

"BUGGY THE CLOWN!?"

All of them started to yell or stare at you in question (Luffy), questioning why YOU would ever sleep with Buggy or wanting to know how it was. Not realizing you'd clearly broken a dam when you took that single shot-

"But he's ugly!?"

"He smells weird!"

"He's a murderous clown-" (Fair enough)

"His nose is-"

"Alright Alright thats enough guys, We are not going to talk poorly about anyone behind their backs, Or bring up appearances" You said and look to Nami, not enjoying her trying to jab at Buggy's nose or for any of them to talk poorly of a man they had only experienced the worse of.

"Well no offense but it's not like we got a nice version of him- Nor think you'd do anything with him" Zoro brought up.

"Yeah but why did you do it?" Usopp questioned, your eyes soften at hearing that and you think.

"He was a different man and at the time, I loved him" You explain, sliding a cup of water to Luffy who was still sat there frozen- the rest of the pirates getting quiet at this as well.

"What did he use to be like then?" Nami asked.

You take a breath and giggle, remembering Buggy from your youth. "He was amazing- Funny, Caring in his own way and had the biggest heart I knew"

"What changed?" Zoro quipped, clearly curious himself.

"Now that's a story for a different night-" You say quickly and the young pirates all quiet down now clearly filled with curiosity at your words.

"I'm going to bed guys, you all finish your game"

Walking out of the kitchen you decide to make your way to your room. Besides you would be arriving at the Baratie the next morning, a rest and a nice meal sounded like a real vacation.

Relaxation here we come.

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #buggy one piece #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader

[fatmaclover]

do you think mac and charlie have ever been sat together getting high looking at the stars or just chilling together or whatever. do you think mac always wants to talk about his queer identity. hes always so desperate to be seen, to be heard, to be understood in his own way.

i think charlie would be hesitant. every time mac wants to talk about how he feels in relation to his identity, charlies always shutting it down. "no, dude, dont press that gay shit on me"

but like. mac wears charlie down eventually. keeps insisting on wanting to speak about it, to use charlie as a wall to bounce feelings and thoughts off of. to find the correct words or mediums or images to understand himself better. to have his friends, his family, those he loves, to understand him better.

not to mention his best friend.

so charlie relents. "fine, fine, whatever. lets just get it over with"

and its a long talk. charlie listens for hours as mac explains his struggles with being a man, his self image, his relationship towards women, womanhood, femininity, masculinity, how confusing it all is. how weird it is to figure out what balance he is of what, how he relates to it all. how its such a struggle to just.... find his place.

and charlies really listening here- and theres some really potent stuff. like, yeah, all this stuff is confusing. whys mac bringing it up like its not supposed to be? is it not supposed to be confusing? are you not supposed to feel utterly baffled when youve been pushed to just sit down and think about why youre attracted to what. why you feel certain ways about certain things. why youre comforted by what youre comforted by. why youre made uncomfortable by so much normal stuff.

"isnt... everyone confused by stuff like that?" charlie asks, taking another huff of whatever near-lethal substance the two had gotten their hands on.

"are you?" mac returns.

"well- of course i am. its all so weird."

and theres a long pause between them. they both take a moment to get a couple more huffs in, and mac finally breaks the silence.

"i was always under the impression that people who werent gay never really thought about it."

"well- im not gay, and ive thought about it." of course charlies defensive. this is really vulnerable and sensitive stuff.

"well- sure. you might not be gay, but- i mean- the crossdressing thing man. cmon."

"thats not weird!" charlies hackles are immediately raised. "ive told you- i- i had a single mother, and-"

mac grabs charlies shoulders, looking into the brown eyes in front of him.

"im not saying its weird. i dont think its weird, charlie."

its another long moment of silence. charlie doesnt know how to respond, the world felt like it was crumbling a little.

too high for this.

"i- i guess-" macs voice was like a knife, the way it cut through the nightly city noise. "i just want you to know, that i think its okay, if its complicated for you, too. and that im not gonna be stupid and shame you for it being complicated."

another beat of silence, only broken by a car alarm going off in the far distance.

"i-... yeah. okay man, sure." charlie responds, simply relaxing into macs hold.

its a pretty quiet night, from then on, but it isnt like much needs to be said.

charlie can at least feel a little bit safer in her best friends arms.

#not putting this in the tags #im a widdol scawed #also no i dont think this would happen #not realistically. but its a nice thought to have #iasip spoilies #4 wub <3

[jo-the-nerd]

ALSO SPEAKING AS SOMEBODY WHO ONLY KNOWS THE BARE MINIMUM OF GOOD OMENS AND THE INEFFABLE HUSBANDS i just wanna say im pretty sure bg3 has their equivalent in bloodweave (gale [the one played by tim downie] + astarion)

my defense:

autistic book nerd and king who has the Audacity to fight God + chaotic theater gay that gives cat vibes and may need Therapy

aziraphale and gale sound like the type that would have solidarity in old man knees . idek if thats canon for aziraphale but it sure as hell is for gale

aziraphale and gale rhyme holy shit thats becoming a legitimate bullet point AJSJSJSJA

the book nerds live in their own private library . gale has a whole ass wizards tower while aziraphale has his book shop (that iirc he doesnt even sell the books in it ???)

crowley and astarion are the same fruit men . i also dont know how to explain that crowley just gives me 8 strength vibes as well . even if he was an angel you cant tell me this man can lift more than three books at once

"fuck the gods that did nothing for us. what if we chose each other" vibes from the both of them (idc what the other endings for gale are hes denouncing mystra in my canon bc i say so <33)

is aziraphale the type to have a cat . he seems so . how about a cat w wings (<-a tressym) . theyd absolutely bond over that

if you replaced the cutscenes of astarions little hissy fits w crowley i think itd honestly still be pretty in character

if i manage to pirate good omens one of these days i will be confirming if my hypothesis is correct <33

Ooooh now we're talking :)))))) I'll try to be brief (< lying)

yup that's them.

'may need therapy' we all know they do, the 'may' is only there bc they either won't admit it (Aziraphale & Gale) or would have to get dragged kicking & screaming before ultimately weaseling their way out of it looney tunes style (Crowley & Astarion)

Aziraphale is an old man in all aspects except one (biologically), however Crowley is the same age and he would definitely have old man knees. he doesn't know what to do with his joints half of the time due to being snek

yeah there are no books being sold in that bookshop fgfjkfggnv. like, it's all first editions and what-not so i totally get not wanting to give any away but then why open a shop??? instead of a collection???

yk what, fair enough. Crowley is a noodle, those arms aren't doing much more opening doors for his angel. tbf he can lift multiple potted plants at once but that's more spite than anything

i could also totally see Astarion doing the Crowley Walk(TM)

"fuck the gods that did nothing for us. what if we chose each other vibes" so true, no notes.

aziraphale doesn't have a pet (yet) but I think he would love a cat (I mean, he's got Crowley hanging around, basically the same). A tressym is just a very peculiar step up from that (consider: it has it's own wings to match him and Crowley, which is really adorable!!)

crowley's hissy fits are great and can likewise be replaced with Astarion's.

similiar additions which would probably still be in character:

C slammed Aziraphale into a wall for calling him nice

C went out into the middle of the street when he got really frustrated/anxious and exploded lightning from his body

C agreed to take care of the bookshop, not selling any books etc. but tossed any books he was holding into some corner whenever

both of them evaded the immediate ire of their higher ups by pointing out a technicality that amounted to 'this word is explained to be different from the one you're using, but through a miniscule footnote on the last page of this giagantic book'

Aziraphale has an incredible hard time overcoming the trauma and toxic mindset upheld by his superiors, including how he views himself and his partner (that one's just sad, sry)

Solid ground for a hypothesis I'd say :))

#being so normal rn #i need to work on uni stuff i cannot start another drawing-- *hand's already twitching towards my pen* #good omens #aziraphale #crowley #anthony j crowley #ineffable husbands #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin #bg3 gale #gale of waterdeep #bloodweave

[ytptennis]

Does Ole know how to fight? He looks like someone physically trained in the sense of combat, the jump in the gas station scene is very well choreographed (congratulations to Sam for the performance, even considering his height) - I'm a jiu-jitsu fighter and a ballerina, he did a jump very acrobatic in that scene, and I also imagine that he wasn't the type of hitman who kills you with a sniper, but the type who, if necessary, will go into brute force combat.

There's also the scene of him rescuing Dot from the well, Munch literally arrived with everything at Roy's henchman, unarmed and with only a knife (considering he had the knife that blinded Gator), I wanted to see the combat scenes with him, like we saw Malvo, Numbers, Wrench and so on. He seems very well trained to me.

(he seems to follow more of a stealthy style of combat)

ooo yes I love this question >:333

yes I do believe munch knew how to fight, though not formally. again, this is a situation where time is on his side; his own personal form of self defense that he's used for so long it almost resembles a discipline of martial arts were it not for how bestial & instinctive it is. at least with martial arts you can tell there was a before and after while the skills were honed, but munch has always needed to lash back at predators. its likeness to formal combat comes with his eventual incorporation of firearms combined with the pseudo-psychic knowledge he has of human behavior.

munch seems to prefer firearms as a last resort, though & doesn't appear to like relying on them. idk he seemed exasperated when he had to pull out the assault rifle in ep1, & when defending himself against gator in ep2, the scene clearly reads that he is the weapon, and not the pistol. age has not withered him but made him unnaturally strong and fast. thats more my headcanon since its feasible for a grown man to snap another grown man's wrist but learning of munch's supernatural origins adds that different flavor to his physical prowess.

im of the mind that munch's path to becoming a hitman was a complicated one rather than something he just picked up to survive. "a man is paid to soldier" but then he lays down his arms to go live with a community that welcomes him, until "the cannon & the musket" pull him back into solitude. i think thats when he starts using firearms as an extension of himself, to seek revenge. he probably had his own formal hunting skills, sure, but now that the significance behind those skills has been ripped from him, he wants to feed that cruelty back. bows & arrows become guns, and when he cant pick off his enemies from afar, he uses his hands and teeth. it might also be a form of punishment, like attaching a gangrenous limb to a stump. it provides you with temporary reach at the cost of poisoning you.

I thought it was interesting that he knew he was going to be ambushed the second he saw those men through the bushes & yet still followed gator to the shed (?) instead of incapacitating him before they turned the corner. I think he wanted to humiliate him, and, in turn, roy, by proving he's just as useless being supported by others as he is alone. kinda pretentious here so bear with me, but I also thought it was great that munch subdued gator by yanking his groin. a very good blink-and-you'll-miss-it instance of munch using the tillmans' masculinity against them.

the whole thing with dot's rescue will always be fascinating to me no matter what bc of all the unspoken layers leading up to it. munch went to the ranch with the intent of hurting gator, but somewhere along the way he sensed dot's presence, like he could smell her fear, and he followed it. from the way that one henchman was pulled, we can infer munch snuck up from behind, maybe from low ground, which would explain why the others didn't readily see him from their peripherals. that combined with his ferocity threw them off guard just enough that he could disarm them. instead of approaching them as another henchman, which he temporarily was, he rips them apart. instead of leaving dot to use the ladder, he checks up on her, remarks about the unfairness of her situation, and extends a hand. there is a clear thought process here, not entirely governed by animal instincts. he does sense the caged animal in dot, but the residual human in him desires contact and reassurance and the need to help, especially someone who's so like him that it haunts him. I've waxed on about it before but its so "stray animal learns to respect the human that feeds it" except he & dot weren't on that level yet. it was just a spiritual connection, one that was unequivocally necessary to act on. humans are social animals, but animals all the same, & that dormant part of his brain that yearned for love all those centuries was poked at, ironically, after being beaten in battle by this woman who was at her most animalistic. a prey animal turned predator.

#💌 #fargo fx #ole munch

[thewritingofspencerrose]

masterlist

so this ended up a LOT longer than expected...

based on the first race of the 2024 season where Max's lead was... unbelievable at best

enjoy!

"Charlie, please."

"I cant be here when he gets back, Cherie, I-," And I can hear everything he is feeling in this one sigh. "He was more than 20 seconds ahead of me today, ahead of everyone."

"You know thats not-"

"Not what? Not what he meant to do? It's his job to drive, but it's not his job to be ahead of even his teammate by ten seconds and to then go for the fastest lap, for that one point that he won't need to end the season," Charlie just shakes his head, entire body tense and eyes glassy as he pulls the zipper of his suit case.

"Charlie-" I want to cry. This isn't how we wanted to start the season, Charles not even being able to be in the same room as Max. "I'm not going to let you go unless I know you have a plan."

The tears start to fall as I blink, slowly trailing down my cheeks with the same pace of Charles steps towards me, bag dragging along.

"I will go to Jeddah early as planned, but on my own, not on his plane," He explains quietly, pads of his thumbs wiping over my cheeks. "You are welcome to come with me-"

"He would think we left him," I can't help but interrupt, feeling like my heart is tearing. "He can't handle that, he's just getting to a good place."

And he sighs again, because he knows we can't both leave him.

He'd never recover.

"You stay here then, and I will see you in a couple days," He agrees, smiling sadly before leaning in and kissing the tip of my nose. "But I have to go before he gets back."

"Char-"

"Mon ange," He says this time, voice strict and I know for sure now that there is no changing his mind.

"I love you, please text me when you get to the airport," I request, pulling him into my arms and resting my head against his chest before pulling away, staying close as he leans down and presses his lips to my own. "We'll figure this out, just go take your time."

"Je vous aime," He purrs, kissing me one more time before walking towards the door, hand on the handle.

"Charles, you can't leave before I say it back," I remind, tears still streaming but a small smile on both our faces. Pausing for a moment, he just chuckles at my theatrics.

"So?"

"I love you too."

"Schatje? Liefje?" Max's tired voice reaches my ears an hour later, smelling of champagne and having a dopey smile from the joy of the day.

I love when he's like this.

And I hate what my words are about to do to his positive mood.

"Hi my love," I greet with a small smile, having already changed into the hoodie that Lando had gotten me for the boys and my anniversary, split down the center of Redbull and Ferrari.

"Charles in the shower?" Is his question as he leans down to kiss my cheek, "I wanted to check on him, he seemed upset after the race."

Oh God.

"About that," Is how I begin, his hands smoothing down my body and onto my hips, applying just the slightest bit of pressure. "Charlie took an earlier flight. He should be landing in Jeddah soon."

There's the drop of his expression that I didn't want to see.

"What? We were all meant to fly out tomorrow morning on my plane, weren't we? Did something change?"

"He- he's not handling Redbull's performance well," Is the most gentle way I can think to deliver the news, wrapping my arms around his neck, playing with the short pieces of hair at the bottom of his neck.

But he's unwrapping my wrists from his neck, taking a large step back as his entire face freezes over. "He left because he was jealous?"

"He wasn't-"

"You just said that he wasn't handling our performance well. Redbull's. My performance. So he left," Max states, and the usual care that's in his voice when he talks about Charles is gone. While I'm aware it's only momentary, we've been through so much worse for this to be longer than that.

But his eyes are cold, and it's as though I can physically see him withdrawing into himself, into that man the media believes him to be.

Strong. Cold. Unbreakable.

And I can't help but hate it.

This isn't Max, it's the walls he builds.

Fucking Jos Verstappen.

He's moving again before I can even say anything, "Pack up your stuff. Als hij zich als een kind wil gedragen en weg wil rennen, dan zullen we hem als een ouder achtervolgen (if he wants to act as a child and run away, then we will chase him down like a parent)," He grumbles, tossing clothes back into his suitcase.

"I have no idea what you just said, but okay, we can pack up."

"Mamma?" Max can hear her voice, but not see her.

Oh... She's hiding in his plane's bathroom. On the phone. Why?

"Mamma, I don't know how to fix it this time," Her sobs seep through the walls. "I know Max doesn't mean to be so far ahead, but Charles can't handle being torn down by the man he loves for another season. I had just gotten Charlie back up to his confidence before last season."

"Max can't stop from winning, but I can't help Charlie when he needs it. We promised Max we would never leave him and Charles left."

"We're on our way to Charles now. I just can't see watch them fight again, Mamma. My heart can't take it."

All Max can think is one thing.

What are they doing to her?

"Charles, open the door."

My hearts pounding, I should have taken more of my anxiety medication.

Or gotten high.

No... I haven't done that since college.

But I can't take this.

"Charlie," I can feel the lump in my throat as I say his name, "Please."

It takes a few moments, longer than I was hoping and enough for me to worry he may never open the door, before he does, his arms encompassing me before I even get a word out.

"Mon amour," He breathes out, pulling away enough to wipe the tears I hadn't noticed falling, my hands taking hold of his hoodie. Max's hoodie. "Please don't cry."

"Schatje?" Max's voice is soft, his tone as if he's afraid he's going to spook a deer.

Charles body tenses around my own, but he does move us further into the room, allowing Max to enter and close the door, laying our bags to the side.

"Can we please talk?"

"I left early to avoid talking."

"Charlie-"

"Mon -"

"If you two do can not talk this out like to people in a relationship, I'm going to stay with my mother."

That achieves both of their attention.

"Vous êtes quoi? (you're what?)"

"Je bent wat? (you're what?)"

"We shouldn't be in a relationship if we're unable to talk about our issues," I explain as I sit on the end of the bed. "Two and a half years in you would think we'd be better at this," my hands meeting my face.

"Charles," my eyes don't open, but I can hear the desperation which prompts me to peek. And when I do I want to continue my cry from the plane.

Charles has taken a seat on the side of the bed, Max holding his face as he kneels in front of him.

"You know I have no control over the team's differences in abilities. But I do play a part in how you feel. And I do know we both love her, and each other, too much to not talk this through."

"Mad Max Verstappen, are you being emotional?" Charlie questions, earning my full attention.

He's smiling, they both are, and they're both teary eyed.

And I throw myself on top of Charles back, toppling the both of us into Max and onto the floor.

"There's my boys."

#the writing of spencer rose #original character #formula 1 fanfiction #formula 1 #polyamourous #polyamory #lestappen #charles leclerc x oc #max verstappen x oc x charles leclerc #max verstappen x oc #lestappen x oc

[kagejima]

i’ll talk about toshi all day !! toshi can cover your entire face with one hand so when you’re annoying him he just puts a hand over your face (not in a mean way tho, he just loves to see u pout after), he makes sure you fall asleep before him, sometimes if you cant sleep he whispers to you until you do bc his voice is v soothing to listen to, he’s kinda awkward with kids but for some reason kids LOVE him, you steal his shirts/sweaters/hoodies n he offers to just buy you the same one in your size so you have to explain that you have to wear his you dont want your own, never picks you up but if you ask he’ll without a doubt let you climb on his back or lift you in his arms ok thats all i have for now <3

CHAR, YOU'RE JUST GONNA GIVE ME THESE FEELINGS AND THEN TAKE OFF, WHY BABY IS THIS PAYBACK FOR THE SUKUNA FIC 🤧🤧🤧 expanding on this under the cut

Wakatoshi Ushijima who does a little smirk when he puts his hand on your face, your attempts at trying to playfully fight with him now futile because you can't see and also because he's holding you at arm's length and he likes watching you fighting the air and still trying to get through his hand.

Wakatoshi Ushijima who knows you have trouble sleeping and sometimes you have nightmares, so he makes a bedtime routine to help you get to sleep a little easier. Lots of cuddles, no TV or screen time. He likes to read to you from whatever book you're currently enjoying, your head on his chest and his arm wrapped around you and he reads and reads until he hears your cute little snores. And after he puts the book away, he kisses your forehead and mumbles "Goodnight, my princess" into it before he drifts off too.

Wakatoshi Ushijima who doesn't understand why kids love him - he's big and tall but kids keep yelling about how cool he looked on the court and so he'll sign autographs and take pictures and give high fives with the most awkward smile on his face (man's still trying to figure out how to smile - you naturally bring it out in him but it's harder when you aren't near) because he's TRYING and he wants the kids to have a good time meeting their rolemodel.

Wakatoshi Ushijima who opens up his dresser and quickly notices some of his clothes are missing - he's quietly observant, nothing gets past him. He goes and opens your own dresser and sees some of his shirts haphazardly stuffed in the top drawer, almost as if you were doing it because he was in another part of the house and you didn't want to be caught.

And!!!!

Wakatoshi Ushijima who has to carry you home when you drink too much, who has to carry you home when you wear heels out too long, who has to carry you home because you're too tired and don't feel like walking.

He doesn't mind though. In fact, he loves doing it - because if he's the knight in shining armor, its only fitting he carries the princess in his arms.

#answered: gojospit #ushijima fluff #ushijima #ushijima wakatoshi fluff #wakatoshi ushijima fluff #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff #writing warmups #BRB IM CRYING AT THE LAST PART CHAR LOOK WHAT YOU DID 😭😭😭😭 #ushijima smut

[whatifwekilledgodandwebothgirls]

!!Platos alcibiades 1 final reviews!! Enjoy my incoherent rambling

It was fine i GEUSS . not particularly life altering, like the symposium was , the symposium fucked me up , but it was nice . I tend to judge things based on either how many completely new concepts i hadnt considered before the intoduced me with or based on if it inspired me to think of something new . Alcibiades 1 did not offer a whole lot of new information , the stuff about souls cute and all , but the stuff about politics seemed very very( well not basic but ) base level knowlage. It was a nice introduction to the political opinions of philosophers , thats for sure , and it was a lovely introduction to socratic dialoge , like actuall dialoge and not the speeches, since the only plato ive read to completion has been the symposium which did not follow that formating and the rest ive studied do not include the lines of dialoge but exclusively the blocks of text . Reading this book very much reminded me of greek theater , where they woukd have this long monologes and then the little stihourgia( basically when the characters talk to eachother one sentence each ) thrown in there

The translation i got also was not the best , it did not include much analysis of the text , though to be fair its a fairly easy text and didnt need much explaining. One other thing that i particularly enjoyed very much because i notice it in my own translations, but know is stereotypically frowned upon is that the translator took some very spesific words whose meaning is obvious to anyone who speaks modern greek but have wierd endings or that dont conform with modern greeks grammativ rules , words that normally would take an entire sentence of modern greek to be translated , and just refused to translate them , instead keeping them intact in the modern greek text .i dont know if it makes sence but he would take the words καλλιστος γενόμενος which tranlates to " at the moment when you will become the best version of yourself " and just refused to do that tranlation because it is long .

Alright now on to the important stuff

(Trans : alc :you are doing good, socrates, not leaving

Soc: Show great vigor at being as pretty as you can be

Al : I will )

These are the words exchanged after the very infamous" i am the only lover youve ever taken that loves your soul and not your body" converation , but im talking about them first because i want to focus on the linguistic part of it all not the actual context .

The translation given doesnt do the text justice . First i cant to speak about how he says ευ ποιεις which litterally translates to "you are doing good " but it hold much more meaning that than . He is praising socrates actions , dubbing them morally good , with the use of ευ . He is admiting that socrates being his lover is a good thing

Now the second part could be interpreted as alcibiades saying that socrates is doing good by not leaving , but it coukd also be interpreted as " youre doing good . And dont leave " . Either way , to express that dont leave part acibiades uses opatic (in greek its called ευκτικη , eutici im taking googles word on the greek to english translation) which we can tell by the οι at the end of απελθοις . That particular type of the verb gives away the fact that this is alcibiades wishing , not ordering , since its mostly used for wishes or geusses for the future . He does not use imerative . He could have used imperative , the sound and the flow of the sentence would have been the same switched the meaning from " i wish you will stay " to " stay " with a ordering meaning . He could have done that , but he chose to wish that socrates doesnt leave , not order him not to leave , which drive me insane , this man , who had the world in his arms , still shyly refused to order socrates to remain .

The translation is also a bit lackluster with the whole προθυμου part . The actuall translation should be " you shoukd be willing for this , to be the prettiest " now what socrates ment by that beats me , it could have been ironical , it could have been something else entirely that escapes me honestly , im just gonna say that the word προθυμου is really awsome and it shows willingless and as much as vigor and hard work . It is what we used to say in the scouts , that we should always be πρόθυμοι always ready and always willing to give our 100%

( trans : if , then , someone becomes a lover of the body of alcibiades, he wouldnt be loving alcibiades, but one of his possesions. Al : that is true

Soc: whoever is a lover of your soul?

Al: according to the converstation, it must be true

Sic: he who loves your body , when its youth passes , gets up and leaves ?

Al: obviously

Soc: whoever though , loves your soul doesn't leave when it is heading towards improvement, ist it so ?

Alc: very good

Soc: i am then tge ine who doesnt leave but stays shen youve passed your lifes prime while the others have left )

Now to me , this is the very core of the text , and the very key to undertanding a great part of not only socratic dialoges in general , but alcibiades personality and athens politics

It is very important that socrates says he isnt going to leave alcibiades. Its important that he says it , that he makes it clear , we as readers undertand very very clearly that alcibiades is a man deeply loved by socrates , which is insane , since by the time the text was written alcibiades was a nutorius criminal and traitor. Alcibiades was at the time the text was written , a very very hated person , and a very problematic one , yet here we have , the father of philosophy, the poster boy for goodness , a person who is used often by plato to be an example of reason and of morality, saying he loves a man who will later become increadebly moraly corrupted

This testimony of socrates love is the ultimate example of matirial objects versus the world of ideas ( btw once youve had the plato cave alegory explained to you its very easy to understand plato , it almost always is relevant to a point its starting to annoy me ) . He loves alcibiades, the real alcibiades, the alcibiades that exists in the world of ideas , and he rejects alcibiades body , the matirial possesion . This is the back bone of any platonic text , it all boils down to this , objects vs ideas , and in the world of ideas , alcibiades, even alcibiades, even a man who the audience knew as corrupt and a cause of great harm for the city , is in his idealistic state. His soul is good because it exists in the idealistic world , that is the point of that little exchange , and he will be loved by socrates and at a moral hight ground as long as his soul stays intact , and on the other hand , his soul will stay intact as long as he is socrates lover . These two go hand in hand , its a knife that cuts both ways , he will be loved if he reached peak morality and he will reach peak morality if he is loved

Its also important philosophically that socrates rejects alcibiades body , and rejects objects in such a way . He is essentially saying that while alcibiades body will worsen with age , without anything anyone can do about it to stop it , unlike his body , alcibiades mind is totally in his own control , and he can chose to worsen or better his moral grounds . He can choose to take socrates as a lover , he is presented with the chance to be loved by socrates and it is a choice , unlike matirial corruption which is a result of time or forces beyond their control , moral corruption is based only in alcibiades choice not to be loved by socrates

Theres also a lot to be said about how alcibiades as a person not as a literary means would react to this , and what it would mean to him as a person , and how it changed his choices after that, but i will talk about it later .

( trans : so , my beloved alcibiades, the soul , if it means to know itself must look into a soul , and for the most part , the part of it where the souls virtiue is created , the wizdom , and wherever else it happens to bare resemblece with that? )

This again , shows the distinction between phisicality and philosophy , this time more centered around the twos relationship . Its also i think a great way to explain the whole socratic method .

Socrates is explaining here his distaste for physical contact , in his mind , spiritual enlightenmen is the true goal, which can only be found through dialoge , and through conversing with someone else . He is talking about finding knowlage through dialoge not to gain knowlage for the sake of it but so you can better understand your own self , saying this , espesially to a lover , especially to a lover who , through the simposium we know socrates had rejected physical multiple times , is not only in my opinion peak romanticism, but abselout concrete proof of socrates love for alcibiades . He is willing to walk alcibiades through it , to teach him , to help him grow , and in order to do that he will use the socratic method , which before we had seen portrayed as something very sterile but now it is being described as a bearing of the soul , as complete honesty and complete knowledge, he speaks about how we must use others as our mirrors , he wants to converse with alcibiades not to give him knowlage for the sake of it but as an expression of their love and a bonding of their souls . This , combined with the facts we know from the simposium and the general idial that in ancient greece most student teacher relationships were also romantic , solidifies the fact that to socrates , and to plato , and to philosophers in general , philosophy is a means to express their love for the world

I think its also important to say that there is a reason this very very intoductory text that basically hits all the major philosophical points is a discussion between lovers , and not between socrates and anyone else , it further proves the point that philosophy at its core is centered around curiosity yes , but also a love for the world , and a love for betterment .

( trans: i woukd like for you to continiue . I fear though , not out of lack of trust in your nature , but becayse i observe the citys power , that it will best both you and me )

Now if this was written maybe three or four decades later than it was , i would write those final words off as just some random way to close the text . HOWEVER . This was written long after alcibiades had his political peak. Long after the numerous war crimes . And i kept looking back at it . I kept questiong why plato would end it like that , why would he make socrates mention alcibiades has his complete trust , socrates is supposed to be super smart and super moral and all that stuff. Why would he put his trust in alcibiades?

Again , this ties in perfectly with the other part of the conversation where they talked about alcibiades body and what not . Again , alcibiades is portrayed as not being morally bad but as someone who has the potential to prosper , only if he makes the choice of staying with socrates . With those words a new lover is introduced, socrates competition in a way . Alcibiades will only prospect if he stays with socrates and his morality will crumble if he chooses the side of the people of athens .

This to me is the ultimate apologist behavior. Alcibiades is practically forgiven for the atrocious things hes done , and its all placed on the curroption of the people , its fhe peoples fault , its not alcibiades. Athens is portrayed as a corruptive lover, capable of seducing the boy and making him the power hungry war lord he turned out to be , this is the writers way to short of give socrates an exuse for loving alcibiades so much and also to prove that athens and the people in it trully have a tremendous power and trully are in their core , rotten and immoral.

For the texts final conclusion it is explained to us Alcibiades turned to be the way he is not out of inate lack of morality, but because his own powers , and socrates attempts, where bested by the worlds ability to ruin morality and ethics .

#note worthy are also the little bits and piece that have me CONVINCED alcibiades was an athiest in the most annoying way #the multiple times alcibiades is just abseloutely brain fried #the little inteactiom that im mostly forget during which he says hes really embarassed and at a loss of words and he doesnt know what to do #and socrates says “ you will awsner my questions thats what youll do ” while also essentially calling him kid . like okkkk ( im blushing #and kicking my feet) #ancient greece #alcibiades #socrates #ancient greek #socrates/alcibiades

[alfryco]

I could get revenge and ask what headcanons you have for soapghost, but if you don’t do headcanons, give us some fic recs? (/pos bc I love writing headcanons and it’s made my day to get your asks.

Oh man how the turns have tabled!! I've only been into this ship/fandom for like a month or so now?? But I think I can pull off some headcanons :3 I've been reading too much to NOT have any (also you know I'm totally gonna ask you for some fic recs because your taste is 👌👌👌)

So I guess here's some soapghost headcanons that I've accumulated over the little time i've been here :D (put under read more because this is a bit on the long side)

Those two get matching tattoos after they retire from the service, like at least two sets of different tattoos (one on their hearts and another set on their ring fingers), and tbh I think they get one set while they're still on service. That particular one, I think, would be the tattoo idea where they have each other's names on the other's ring finger. Just something small and simple, nothing too big to draw other people's attention but enough to remind them of each other when they're not together (like being split up or on a separate mission).

Idk if this is canon in the reboot but Johnny loves drawing and loves to sketch out some sort of scene from the places they've been around the world. Whether it's just the sketch of a flower he saw or some moment he saw in one of the towns they've passed through. But his favorite thing.. that man's favorite thing to draw unfortunately just happens to be his lieutenant's eyes. And this is before they're an established thing or have even talked about their feelings with each other. So he’s sneaking glances, and honestly, can you blame him? It's the only way Soap's got any idea of what's going on in Ghost's head is by looking at his eyes. I mean he's s looking at them quite a bit when they're talking so can u blame him? (this is also because I think it would be really fun to draw Ghost's eyes and I just haven't had the chance too) I also think Ghost's eyes look like how umikochan on Twitter draws them. All dark but with the pretty white lashes :3

Simon's nervous when Johnny first invites him to meet his family. The two of them have been together for a few months, and it probably happens over Christmas. And Simon isn't really used to a traditional family setting? Lord knows he didn't have one when he was a kid, but being around the family dynamic of the 141 has helped him a bit with that. So when he does meet the Mactavish family, he's just this mass of well-concealed nerves and probably would unravel if it weren't for Johnny's hand in his. But meeting them goes so much better than Simon could hope, and by the end of the night when the pair are leaving, he's leaving as an honorary Mactavish. Johnny's mom explained it was the least she could do after seeing how much he cares for (and has cared for) Johnny. And they want him back for the next family gathering!

They both have nightmares, but they usually deal with them in different ways. Ghost will wake up suddenly, but not loudly. He tends to tense up and just breathe through whatever nightmare he just had (because thats what hes traoned himself to do over the years). While Soap is more the one who sits up fully in bed and has his feet on the floor in an instant just to keep him grounded from whatever nightmare just hit him. Of course, when the two start sleeping in the same bed, they stop having to deal with it on their own. Like magic, even if he's dead asleep, if Ghost has a nightmare and does his whole tense bit, then Soap is right there rolling over and cocooning Ghost in arms and legs. It makes Ghost feel safe and confined, like how his mask makes him feel when he wears it. If Soaps awake though or is woken up by Ghost then he'll usually ask if Ghost wants to talk about it and if he does then they do and if he doesn't then they go back to bed, but Soap won't fall asleep before he knows Ghost has fallen back to sleep. And with Soap, even if Ghost has become a little more of a heavy sleeper now that he sleeps with someone he trusts, Ghost is usually soon to follow with a warm hand, the man's a fuckin space heater, on Soap's shoulder and is pulling the man back down after they've talked, if Soap wants to obvi, and just has Soap lay against his chest. The rhythm of his heartbeat can usually lull Soap back into sleep. Unless it's a particularly bad one, then Ghost is up making tea for the both of them and talking about whatever they feel, like from soccer to even weird, not so scary dreams they've had in the past.

I feel like Ghost really likes reading. It's something he can do that's quiet, and it can take his mind off of things (if the book is good enough, which it usually is). Sometimes Johnny will try and read with him, but he's usually doing something with his hands, like drawing or tinkering with something mechanical or playing some kind of video game. I feel like Soap would be into action/adventure type games like Uncharted or Jak and Daxter. (soapghost treasure hunter au anyone 👀👀??)

This one is entirely self indulgent, but I would think that once Soap and Ghost are out of the service and living together they find a house with a big bathtub, big enough for the two of them. And on particularly cold days when their joints are aching from age and overuse or just when they feel like it, the two will take a long, hot bath together and just enjoy the comfort of being with each other in a basin of hot water. There's definitely back washing and hair washing and soft, intimate (aka very cute and lovey dovey) kisses. And they're just domestic and happy 🥺🥹

Another cute headcanon I have is that Soap is a master thief when it comes to nabbing Ghost clothes to wear as his own. A few hoodies and a pair of sweatpants never make it back to Ghost because Johnny has just adopted them as his own, but most of the time Soap hands them back to him because they've lost their "smell" and just takes whatever unfortunate article of clothing is laying around the house as his next victim until that one loses its Simon scent.

And because I'm a sucker for this, I feel like the two of them would realize their feelings for each other after a close call on a mission. One bullet hitting too close to be safe lands one of them in the hospital, and there's a bedside vigil for whoever wasn't as badly injured. And man if close calls don't make you realize just how close you came to losing the person you now deeply love then I don't know what does.

Also like to think that both Soap and Ghost can be a bit possessive over the other, but only in the hot "this one's mine" type way and not in the creepy "you can't hang out or talk to anyone but me" way, ya kno?

Same goes for protectiveness. Of course, they can't protect each other as much as they want, they're in the service for crying out loud, but that won't stop them from doing their best. Also, when it comes to new recruits that may want to try their luck against the infamous "Ghost" or not respect Soap like the damn man should be respected. Of course the whole 141 task force is there watching over the two of them through all of it because they're family and that's what family's DO. It's a two-way street for watching out for each other and the rest of the group.

#hey a question #empresscirque #soapghost #call of duty #thank you so much for the question! #i hope these headcanons make at least a little sense and not just sound like a bunch of rambling #i really loved doing this :3

[weirdcat1213]

TRIMAX VOLUME ONE LETS GOOOOOO ....i didnt remember this was just 6 chapters...wow

ANYWAY LETS GO

chap 1:

-youre right IT MUST BE TOLD TIL THE END OF TIMES

-1st act of god you say...huh

-yeah who could believe that...thats insane....jaja

-ERIKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

-ik this was written in the 90s but i still dont like eriks saying that, like wth man lina is right

-hey lina :3 missed you

-....i like the new glasses...

-THAT SHOT REFLECTING VAHS YES THATS NICE LETS GO

-"lina cover your eyes :]" oh :c

-"oh is eriks again" :c

-YEAH GRANNY KILL THEM ALL >:D

-"stop. some legend that is" ow :c

-this is all just so sad cuz he rea;;y wanted to retire but he cant :c hes vash the stampede

-ww laughing at fake vash is the best xd

-YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH >:D

-also thats funny cuz yeah vash COULD shoot you in a matter of seconds but thats not what his name means and i really like that :3

chap 2:

-aw lina :c

-imagine going to the store and finding the silliest/most depressed wet cat in the universe ready for adoption

-GIVE ME THE PONY TAIL STAMPEDE GIVE IT TO ME PLS

-ok but how did you (from the perspective of a stranger) figure that knives was a name? knives comes from knife, so if a random person read "knives" wouldn't they think about the utensil first?????

-vash: how do you know so much about this evil entity that is my brother?

ww: hehe, please

-ily lina theyre talking bs

-YEAH >:D FREE BODY GUARD

-...im not ready for stampede eriks i will evaporate

-OH MY GOD THE HAIR

-BRO SHUT UP OFC SHE SAYS SHE DOESNT HAVE THAT POWER WHEN HE KICKED (i think) A FUCKING BULLET IM SO SAD

-....I WILL EVAPORATE IM TELLING YOU

chap 3:

-YEY MERYLS BDAY :D

-go get your vacation queen ily

-keele i will yeet you into the sun

-im never not going to be so fucking mad at HOW EASY THAT WAS BECAUSE THIS BASTARD MENTIONED MERYL LIKE IK YOU MISS YOUR DEAR FRIEND BUT OMG it just makes me sad

-wolfwood :3

-i like that :3 meryl just cant be an office person anymore when shes discover more of her world and people like vash. even if she almost died a lot of times, those were also the times when she was alive.

-YEAH MILLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

chap 4:

-:c

-ok but that panel with mostly shade is scary

-i also want to lift my whole self with my arm :D (she said even though just walking places makes him tired)

-ok but if he trained like that for 150 years no wonder he's the only pro gunman ever

-i like his face on that panel, he's amazed and proud that one of his siblings survived for that long

-vash knows why is it always like that and he understands it but god he wishes so hard for it to just fucking stop and it breaks my little heart

-hes literally just an anime girl saying "hi-mi-tsu :3" (im so sorry i will never say that again but I'm right)

-he remembers people and names after so many fucking years

-also those children probably have never met him but vash gives so much ragdoll energy that they went with it (ok never mind maybe they did but you get the idea)

-cmon brad :c why are you so mean to him :c

-SHUT UP OMG SHUT UP

-all of this just backs up the SA interpretation and although it hurts my feelings....damn its just good writing. like not knowing what your own body can do and people taking advantage of that...makes me fucking sick (in a good and bad way i truly don't know how to explain it)

-BRAD LEAVE HIM THE FUCK ALONE AHHHHHH >:c WHY IS EVERYONE SO MEAN TO HIM

-noooooooooooooooooooooo :c every time someone calls/vash calls himself a monster this user loses 5 years of their life :D

-wolfwood sir your projection will make me want to eat my own arm

-NIGHTOW IM JUST PROCESSING WHAT WW SAID YOU CANT THROW CUTE LITTLE FACES AT ME SIR PLS NOOOO

-"run away run away ">:b" i love him so much

chap 5:

-the chapters cant keep starting with flashbacks I'm gonna start WEEPING

-is geranium tea a thing? maybe vash would like geranium tea

-how dare you, my vash the stampede would never side with the cops, he's acab i know that in my heart

-THAT ONE PANEL MY BELOVED (the onle about looking without his eyes)

-hes so fucking done

-yey conflict time :3 boi oh boi

chap 6:

-oh the title placement on this one :3

-i dont think he will (or that he is) fine after all of this but sure

-such a loud chapter and vash is so quiet

-and again, there all judging, expecting to see what will vash do

-"what do you know about my pain" brb I'm gonna EAT SOME GLASS REAL QUICK

-...

-its like....its like why, why make me suffer like this. its not even heavy stuff its just that everything hurts. his impulse and desire to help everyone, his reason why, how others see him while he tries and sometimes win while other times fails. it all hurts in a weird way.

-...legato why are you inside a fridge (i kinda forgot lol)

WHAT A VOLUME i need to lay down

#trigun #trimax #trigunbookclub

[sankta-starkova]

LETTERMAN

001; the auditions

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summary: the one where ej and andy reunite after years when they're cast as love interests, finally rekindling their friendship and maybe getting something else out of it as well

wordcount: 1.7k

warnings: mentions of food, mentions of having not eaten

Andy walked towards the school, tucking her navy blue skateboard under her arms before looking at her friends.

The seventeen year old girl had been best friends with Big Red and Ricky since she was their freshman year at East High, having really bonded over their love for skating.

By that point, Andy had been struggling wuth the loss of her friendship with EJ who had ignored her when he moved up to East High.

She did bump into him sometimes when they did the musicals together but she managed to avoid him and he avoided her - which hurt - but it was easy enough.

"Todays the day. Its happening," Ricky said as they approached the school. He had a wild look on his face, like he was ready for this year to be different.

"Hell yeah, junior year baby, might grow a mustache, might do a lot of things" Big Red said with enthusiasm.

She scrunched her nose up at his comment, "Yeah, I'm gonna go for the school play and get a part," she looked at Big Red, "Also, I think Ricky was talking about Nini,"

Rickey nodded, "Andy is correct. Today is the day that we start over," he said with a smile, psyching himself up.

They walked through the school towards the lockers, Ricky still babbling on about Nini. 

She never became good friends with Nini whilst he was dating Ricky but she did know the girl from the musical, she played a fork in Beauty and the Beast.

"You're sure this is gonna work?" Andy questioned, doubting that Nini would have forgiven him for not saying that he loved her.

"We texted, she sounded neutral. Nothing about bad news or needing to have a big talk, just 'hey'" he said as they manoeuvred their way through the busy halls of East High.

"Summers are no man's land, Ricky. I don't know what 'hey' means and neither do you and neither does the only female friend we have," Big Red explained, smiling at Andy.

They walked to the lockers, and thats when he spotted Nini. Ricky called out Ninis' name as she stood with Kourtney. She looked awkward, almost like she was trying to avoid him.

"Hey, um, can we talk?" Nini asked, her voice not sounding very reassuring and Ricky knew that, "I met somebody else at camp-"

His face paled as he looked at her, "Wait. Wait, is this a joke?" Ricky asked, looking at Big Red and Andy for reassurance, but they couldn't give him any.

"Still talking here," Nini said, a bitter tone to her voice, "I met someone at camp, I didn't plan for it to happen, but it happened. He was the Music Man, I was Marian, the librarian. It's called a showmance,"

"Wait, you went to librarian camp? That's a thing?" Big Red questioned, Andy hitting him on the shoulder to tell him to shut up.

She looked away from a confused Big Red and back to Ricky. His face were pale and his eyes were wide and he looked like a soldier who'd been on the battlefield for too long. He looked awful.

"Please... Tell me you're joking," Ricky said, Nini shaking her head at him.

"I'm not," she took a deep breath, looking at Ricky, "Come on, you know what you did! Or what you didn't do,"

It was silent. Everyone in the group knew exactly what had happened that day and everyone had their own opinion. The two stared at each other and Andy was ready to break off the fight when an announcement started.

"Please make your way to the gym for out annual back to school kickoff," a voice blared over the speakers, stopping the two groups from clashing.

"I don't believe this," Ricky said, shaking his head, "You're blowing me off for some theatre punk you met four weeks ago?" He sounded angry now, annoyed that she had moved on.

"Hey, I'm a theatre punk, watch you mouth," Andy said and Ricky sighed, not in the mood for her natural sarcasm today.

Nini gave Andy a look before turning back to Ricky, "You kinda dumped me!" Nini said angrily, looking at Ricky.

He sughed, exasperated, "It was a break, not a break-up," Ricky said and Nini confirmed that now they were indeed, broken up.

"Lets go Rick," she said, grabbing onto the top of his arm. He looked down at her and she shook her head.

He took one last look at Nini, the top of his lip quivering before he turned away and walked with Andy, Big Red quickly following on their tails.

They walked off, sitting in the hall as they listened to their principle babble on about all the different changes to the school - changes that didn't effect the trio at all.

"And I can announce that this year, seniors will be allowed to wear baseball hats on Fridays," the principle announced.

He looked out at the sea of bored teenagers who didn't care what he was talking about.

Andy sat there, head in her hand as she listened to Principle Gutierrez ramble on about things she didn't care about. The next thing he said made her start to pay attention.

"This year, East High has a new drama teacher with an announcement that she swore in writing, would not cost too much money," he said without any humour as a lady in her mid-thirties approached the podium.

"Why? Why do things have to change?" Ricky asked and Andy glared at him.

"Shhh, theatre is my moment Mr Bowen," she said and Big Red shot her an apologetic look.

"Some things never change," he whispered, finishing the conversation, "I've been wearing the same socks for three days,"

At Big Reds announcement, both Ricky and Andy simultaneously moved away from him, listening to the new teacher.

They watched a blonde woman in her late thirties early forties walk onto the stage, the boy who did the dances in the musicals standing with her - Carlos.

"Please hold your applause," she said before pulling a t-shirt cannon out, shooting it at some boy as she yelled 'go Wildcats'

The lady passed the t-shirt cannon to Carlos before looking out at the crowd. The boy stared at the t-shirt, looking at Ashlyn with a confused expression

"My name is Miss Jenn, and when I heard that the high school where High School Musical was shot had never staged a production of said show. I was shocked as an actress, inspired as an actress and triggered as a millenial" she explained.

Andy smiled to herself, grabbing Big Red and Rickys knees as they sat on either side of her. She was excited, hoping they'd do High School Musical. It was her favourite.

"Auditions are tomorrow after school, this show could change your lives, and I'm saying this as a background dancer from the original movie," she said before pointing to Carlos, "And meet your student choreographer, Carlos"

The bell rang and everyone walked off, Andy jumping up and down sightly as she looked at the boys.

"You're happy aren't you?" Big Red said and she nodded, throwing her hands in the air.

"Come on! High school musical! I love it," she said, a wide smile on her face, "God, to be Vanessa Hudgens,"

Big Red laughed, linking arms with her as they walked down the hallways, "Well I know you'll get a part," he reassured, "You're the best singer I know,"

She grinned. Their happy moment was ruined by Rickys grumpy and unhappy comment, "Nini loved musicals," he stated, more mumbling it to himself.

Big Red and Andy looked at one another, sharing a look before they continued their walk to their next lesson.

Andy walked over to their table at lunch to see her friends sitting there, she smiled at Big Red and Ricky. "Hey whats going o-" she said before seeing EJ Caswell sitting with Nini, his arm around her. She froze temporarily.

He pulled her in for a kiss and Andy just stood, staring at them until Ricky placed a hand on her shoulder, snapping her out of the trance.

"When did that happen?" She asked, her voice quiet. Her gaze was still focused on them as she sat down next to Ricky and Big Red.

EJ had his arm wrapped around Nini, both of them laughing and making Andy sick to her stomach.

Believe it or not, Andy has had the biggest crush on EJ Caswell since she met him when they were 4 and 5 years old. Their parents used to meet up, taking the two kids to the park to hang out.

At least that's what it was like until he got to High school, leaving her behind for popularity and water polo. It had broken her heart but it had also led her to be friends with Ricky and Big Red.

That time also introduced her to theater where she ended up playing Agnes in Gypsy, a minor role but still more than she had ever had.

"I can't believe it. Shes dating EJ Caswell," Big Red said and Andy glared at the couple from across the hall.

The two boys knew about her slight crush - okay, big crush - on EJ but both had promised not to tease about it.

"Yeah, I have eyes. I also have food that I would like to keep in my stomach,' she said, playing aimlessly with the chips on her plate.

She felt awful, sick to her stomach, at the idea of him dating Rickys ex girlfriend. She didn't know why she was so jealous.

"Co-captain of the waterpolo team, senior class treasurer, Andys crush since we were 12 years old," Big Red explained, fiddling with his straw as all three of them continued to stare creepily at Nini and EJ.

"Shut up Big Red," she said, looking down at her fries as she shoved one in her mouth, eating out her frustration.

Sure, EJ had never been hers in the first place but it still kind of hurt to see him with Nini, a sharp pain in her chest.

"I mean, what are the odds that the guy she hooks up with at camp goes to East High, and lives next door to you Andy?" Big Red asks and she slams her head on the table.

"Apparently the odds are exceptionally good," she groaned out, looking up before staring at EJ and Nini again.

"What are you gonna do Ricky?" Big Red questions, looking at his friends with a sympathetic expression.

"I don't know. No offense, but the one person I go to for advice is currently on her honeymoon in the cafeteria," Ricky said before standing up, walking out and leaving Big Red.

They both shared a look about Rickys behaviour towards the situation, watching as he walked away from the cafeteria.

Andy sighed, pushing her plate away from her, "I'm not hungry anymore," she mumbled.

Big Red looked at her, brows furrowed, "You didn't have breakfast Andy, you should eat it," he encouraged, knowing she'll complain next lesson when her stomach rumbles.

She knew he was right, "Just the chips," she said, pulling the plate back to her.

The wide grin on Big Reds face was worth it as she took a bite of the food, "Good job," he joked and she laughed, nearly choking on the food.

Andy skated back home, her headphones blaring music in her head. She had a good first day back at school but it had been overshadowed by the events including EJ Caswell.

She knew that there was very little chance of anything happening and her unrequited emotions towards her childhood friend was her problem.

"Hey Andy," a voice called out and she turned around, pulling her headphones off of her head. She stopped on her skateboard, flipping it up and holding it under her arm.

She looked around to see EJ Caswell standing there outside of his house, a smile on his face. She hated how good he looked in the fading sunlight, an orange glow over his face.

"You going for High School Musical, the musical?" He asked, shoving his hands into his pockets as he looked at her.

"Yeah, guess you're going for Troy aren't you Caswell?" She asked as she fiddled awkwardly with the wheels on her skateboard.

This was how her conversations with him usually went, small talk outside of their house or a casual hello at family parties or conversations on stage in the musicals.

"Yeah," he ran his hand over the back of his neck, looking at her, "Well, I'll see you at auditions tomorrow,"

EJ hadn't seen her in a while, or had this long of a conversation with her and it was surprisingly nice.

That was it before he walked into his house, leaving Andy standing dumbstruck in the street.

"You coming in the house miss love struck?" A voice called out and Andy looked up to see her 23 year old brother Tommy poking his head out of the window.

She flipped him off before walking into the house, looking back one more time at EJ's house which was opposite theirs before walking inside.

Hey, I hope you all enjoyed this, let me know if you liked it. I think I'll post every other day but I might post a bit more often. If you want me to add you to the taglist, send me an ask or a comment or a message.

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[chambers003]

now im thinking about skyward sword 😦 i need to replay it but. im not going to do this justice at all but i feel like explaining the whole plot, roughly. this is what the internet is for. sksw spoilers for literally the whole game

imagine you’re like. idk how old sksw!zelink are. but imagine youre a say, 18-24 year old boy, and you’re in love with this girl and she likes you too, and both of you are living on a sky island of the goddess’ chosen survivors of the apocalypse, and everything’s great except for this one guy who also likes your girl but it’s ok because she’s cooler than both of you combined and he’s got no chance, but you’re thinking that you’re the only people in the whole world that arent getting actively nuclear winter’d on the surface - like, the goddess sorted out demise on her own, but it’s probably messed up down there still, right? because she cleared out the people so she could go ham and goddesses and gods are pretty damn powerful. and 2 of them beat the absolute shit out of each other. but then the girl you like gets pulled out of the sky by an evil tornado and through the cloud barrier which now has a hole in it, which has NEVER HAPPENED and you think is probably a bad sign, and then you wake up from a nightmare and hatsune miku with short hair and a blanket for arms is there. and she brings you to a sword, and then reveals she is the sword, and she’s like “oh yeah you can go down to the surface, it’s fine, you have to anyway to beat demise” and you’re like “man i just want my girl back :(“ and fi’s (miku’s name is fi) like “well, to do that you have to kill god. and also make me way more powerful too. in the opposite order of what i said this in. sorry.” so you’re like. finneeeeeee. and then leave behind everything you know and go to the supposed nuclear wasteland below but it is actually Fine?? it’s nice actually! there’s little guys !! but there’s also bees (bad). and when you finally do catch up to zelda she’s got a girlfriend and she’s mad at you for leading this gayass evil dude you picked up along the way to her and yells at you for being too late to protect zelda and then jumps through a fucking. time portal. to the ancient past. with your girlfriend. what. and then it BREAKS BEHIND THEM?? but it’s ok! the old lady you met when you first got down here has one of those too! also remember that guy that likes your girl? turns out he fucking Jumped Off The Island to find her so you’re stuck with him now, but it’s ok, he’s chill as fuck actually. so you do all the things and you upgrade the sword and you go to the distant past and once again, you’re too late. also, your girlfriend is actually the goddess. she has to be sealed away in a crystal in the past to keep the imprisoned amongus you keep fighting (different guy to the gayass dude), well, imprisoned, but it obviously doesnt work that well, because you have to keep fighting it. and then a bunch of time shenanigans happen and she’s still your zelda, and she’s free of the crystal and gayass ghirahim is back and stealing her. uh oh. she’s in the ancient past again. with ghirahim. thats not good. he’s doing a magic thing - what is that call the exorcist. oh fuck he just summoned that demise guy with your girlfriend. yeah the god you have to kill. yah it’s time you gotta do it right now. oh and btw ghirahim is a sword like your buddy fi who, btw, has become more than just a sword, but your friend. and vocalist when you do the magic harp stuff. anyway you go and fight god and it’s in a big salt flat that’s reflecting the sky and it’s the hardest fight i’ve ever done because i did it with the motion controls on my joycons. and then you stab god with your buddy fi, and demise, in his final moments, the guy who has known you for all of 10 minutes (more like 2 hours if we accurately go with how long the fight took), is so pissed off that this kid killed him that he curses the spirit of the hero and the descendants of the goddess to be doomed to fight an incarnation of his hatred Forever. and ever. and ever. because you pissed him off real bad.

anyway that’s over, fi the sword is still stabbed into something, and she cant move or demise will be released again, so goodbye to your bestie the robot sword and OH FUCK SHE’S PROPERLY GOT EMOTIONS NOW. JUST IN TIME TO LEAVE YOU FOREVER. fuck. fuck. weeping crying sobbing wailing 10 hours remix. but hey zelda’s ok, and - what . what the hell is that. is that. oh the sky islands are descending that’s. ohhhh the Pit is perfectly shaped to the bottom of the main sky island. so now demise is sealed by a cool magic sword friend and a whole ass island. and everything’s ok. youre living on the surface now. you’re going to start the kingdom of hyrule (side eyes totk. or are you. fuck you zelda timeline).

anyway since sksw was only 3 mainline games ago fi hasnt appeared in any of the other canon games. she’s had her leitmotif and chimes appear in botw and totk but that’s it. she’s still in there, just weak and quiet and now theres more timeline shenanigans and i hate the timeline. i could make a longer post than this about just the timeline tbh. it splits into 3. it rejoins. it splits into 2 again. and then it circles back in on itself. or it could do the other thing where it splits into 2, then it splits into 3 in one branch and 2 in the other. i dont know. i just want fi back man.

#my post

[klayfruit]

i am really curious with the lore you're making! this is a bit of a strange question, but what happened to his teeth? you mentioned that the candymanification happened inside out and he had a fever. how "inside" is a person's mouth? even if it doesn't count as being inside a person, his mouth must of transformed at some point so

did his teeth fall out? did his tongue melt? could he still breathe like a normal person at that point? does your candyman have bones? or is it solid yellow? if only the inside was transformed, and if the candymanness is sort of melty or malleable, does that mean that if you mushed his arm it would indent? i love body horror and the question of teeth came to my mind when i looked at your art again

HI OKAY IM SO SORRY IT TOOK LIKE A MONTH FOR ME TO FINISH THIS ASK i adore thinking abt this topic so much but like halfway thru writing this response i got so excited and had to walk away to stim but ended up forgetting to finish this. anyway i did it everything written here is from months ago except the last paragraph

these are all rly good questions bc i dont know most of them!!! i was thinking earlier and i think i came to the conclusion that the mutation progressively melts fran’s bones and turns it “candy” along with his skin. as fran became more mushy and melty the barriers between organs, bones, skin, etc (eyes being the only exception) kind of all melted together and became the same thing. his teeth got all gooed up and melted/became one with his mouth. same with his tongue, it melted with his mouth. though after the mutation was complete and candyman learned how to work with and transform his body better, he just reforms his tongue sometimes like for comedic effect.

to go further on this topic of francis/candyman (actually im gonna call mid-mutation of him frandyman thats funny) learning how to transform his body, at first he struggled heavily with breathing since his throat+lungs began closing and melting in on themselves. eventually though he was able to transform his body to compensate for this and somehow find another way to get air to his brain, or he just opened his throat back up again im still not 100% sure on this part.

candyman doesnt exactly have bones, but his body does kind of have layers to it. during frandyman the mutation would spread in a red->blue->yellow gradient, and the reds+blues are still in his body despite not being visible. the red is the first layer and is EXTREMELY hard so it practically acts as bones, blue being the second layer and being not as tough, and yellow being the third and having the texture+softness of skin (though still feeling like Not Skin). i have an explanation for why candy’s mouth is red despite it being the first layer but idk how to explain it and id like draw a diagram of it but itd make me look insane So. Come to your own conclusions . also candys able to change the texture, malleability , etc of his body and its how hes able to walk through walls.

during frandyman his body was VERY melty and malleable and he hadnt learned how to control his body yet. whole limbs would just melt, fall off, get disfigured, merge with other limbs, etc without him even doing anything. though because of, Brain Instinct? not sure but it would automatically grow frandy’s limbs back without him knowing how to or that he’s even doing it. when he became candyman he could regrow his limbs much much easier, it all just kind of comes down to how well he could control his body and how it progressed during the mutation.

a plothole i noticed in Candymans Fucked Up Body is that im not entirely sure how his blood and organs would work. i considered his organs melting entirely and his entire body being The Organ That Can Perform Everything The Other Organs Could Perform but that sounded lame. how his brain would work during all of this is the biggest one to me, because i imagine it was heavily impacted and disfigured but shouldnt be entirely melted because the man needs a brain somehow to live! the main thing im going with right now is that the red layer of his body isnt like, a solid chunk of red, but like a hard HARD shell and it protects the organs who are now like massively fucked up and disfigured but somehow still pumpin. i may change this eventually, but its what im going with rn so ! blood is also interesting for me because there’s no space in between each layer for blood to be stored, and the layers themselves dont have blood in them and are completely solid. so for now came up with that his skin kind of acts as his blood, when it’s cut it kind of just. melts on the inside and seeps out of the cut. also of COURSE his blood is silly colored (red, blue, yellow again)

also since this ask was from like a month ago ive decided that candy’s mutation had symptoms similar to like, a mix of rabies and radiation poisoning. both in the sense of once the person has it they have no idea they have it until it comes into full effect, the only sign for like the first week being mild sickness. ALSO fun fact he physically cant sweat since his skin is Not Skin. his sweat builds up underneath his skin and just causes his actual skin to become all mushy and squishy. Anyway tldr they fucked this guy up

#txt #asks #lethal league blaze #llb candyman #body horror #ask to tag #there might be more im forgetting but im in school rn SO! #oc (francis)

[dballzposting]

The post about Gohan being confused by the throuple thing but it’s the rest of what i can remember from this morning:

Basically Gohan does some research on his own time about polyamory through the ages and hes feeling like hes understanding it better but he wants to hear what Goten and Palace and Trunks have to say about their own experience. But they each come forward and try to explain it in a way that makes it sound even more nonsensical. 

Trunks starts, with wonted discretion: “You know that Goten and I are pretty close. He introduced Palace and I, and we get along really well ourselves. Technically theyre dating but I’m here too, you know, just becasue we all get along.”

and then Goten interrupts with “No, no, stop it with the technicalities man. Gohan said he was cool with it so you can be frank. We LOVE YOU man. “

And Palace is excited to lean forward on the table and clear her hair behind her ear and explain readily: “My sweet Goten is my darling. This is his best friend who is SUPER CUTE. Theyre in love because theyve always been so close. One day Goten and I may get married, and when we do, I might have a kid of Trunks’s, but Trunks hasnt decided yet. Theyre my favorite guys. Oh, and I’m Goten’s girlfriend. :D”

and Goten sees that Gohan is looking a bit puzzled so he says “It’s alright, I can clear it all up nicely. See. These are my girlfriends.” And he wraps his arm around Trunks’s shoulder and tries to reach farther past him to reach Palace but Trunks shucks him off and jabs him.

So honestly all that’s to be gleaned is “well they all seem to do well in each others company.” And thats all there is to it..Theres just not easy language for that sort of thing yknow.

BTW when Bulma and Vegeta heard about it Vegeta was disapproving becasue it sounded like his son was sharing a woman with someone else and he thought that that was disrespectful to every single party involved. And Bulma just thought it was a cucking thing for a really long time and could not be convinced otherwise for some reason. She seemed okay with it enough to say it but it was the wrong assumption. And every time Trunks thinks that hes explained it succinctly and effectively, months later he’d hear her say again “you’re not gonna keep cucking your best friend after they’re married, are you?” and he has to be MOM. FOR THE LAST TIME. I AM GOING TO BE LIVING WITH THEM. 

If he wasnt hesitant to consider them his own girlfriend/boyfriend it would have been easier to explain but since hes trying to be truthful and honest with himself and others about this whole thing hes only used the language that feels unequivocally correct. And theres just not much at his disposal that is correct and also not embarrassingly romantic. like goten is his soulmate i guess but hes not going to say that. Like how embarrassing 

#dballz posting #Goten & Palace & Trunkz

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Have you recently shifted????

YES OKAY STORYTIME:

Y’all gonna go a little wild for this but…

I SHIFTED BACK TO MY HOM DR AND I FINALLY MET MY OBI

So like since it follows the events of HoM i didn’t get much time with him before the big mission on ryloth and unfortunately that meant there was a kidnapping involved…. Tbh kinda regretting all these dangerous plot points because in my head and on paper they sound like a good build up for my own personal development, but they can actually be very traumatizing and painful… who knew.

I haven’t shifted back to my HoM dr since, as i think I just need to cool off from the last time. I scripted in my dr that I can’t feel physical pain, but i forgot to script emotional pain out, and tbh i think the physical pain would’ve been better.

Anyway i know y’all are probably just dying to know about Obi so here are some things I can tell you from both my DR memories, and face to face experience from having gained actual consciousness in my DR:

He smells really good, like when he sat down next to me on our flight i could not pay attention to anything he said because he just smelled really nice. I don’t even really know how to explain it. It was kinda like how when you wash a set of sheets then put them in the dryer and they come out all warm and smell fresh and summery and omg idek what else but he also smelled kinda earthy, very rich with like nature type shit idek…

His voice is a little lower sounding when your hear it in real life, and like listening to him speak was already getting me in places I didn’t wanna be especially on a mission like that i think i was probably kinda reckless, which i didn’t exactly write/script, but whatever.

HE IS SO STRONG like this man could strong arm me from the ground and toss me into a wall and I’m 5’7 in my DR so i’m not exactly tiny.

AND YES HE CALLS ME LITTLE ONE more often than my actual name, which is Avynn. He’s so attentive, and like his relationship with me at this point in time reminds me of Qui Gon with him… like even tho i can be a hot head he’s so patient, and tries to hard to be calm even when i’m just straight up yelling. He’s literally so kind to me I don’t know what else to say. Like he’s so sassy and sometimes a little mean to everyone else (not really including anakin he loves anakin, even if he’s a little harder on him) but then if i talk to him he just kinda flips ig idk… he’s a little bit different in the way he thinks than what I imagined, and like he and I do have a force bond so a lot of the time I’ll just be standing there and accidentally hear what he’s thinking.

He’s a lot more cheeky and mischievous than people think he is. He’s the type of teacher that would loudly proclaim ‘do as i say, not as i do’ and tbh thats an interesting characteristic I didn’t think he’d have but i’m glad he does because it makes things mores fun.

Also this isn’t exactly an important detail, but I know some of you might go crazy to know he has a beauty mark on his shoulder that I saw one time when sparring and like its been in my head ever since so take that as you will.

Anyways I don’t really have anything else to add to that for now, as I only shifted back there once, then came back after the *trauma* so i’m just a little scared to go back because i think about it here, but I think about it way more when I’m actually there and idk its just kinda scary

In conclusion i firmly believe Obi-Wan Kenobi is the loml and i’m so damn mad my soulmate is in another reality even tho we aint together or anything like just being around him makes me feel so good I can’t rlly explain it.

ANYWAY

I also shifted three times to my accidental/unscripted stranger things dr and there’s so much drama i don’t even know where to begin but lemee sum it up rlly quick and if people have questions they can ask:

Okay so my dr is set in 1983 at the moment and i have this massive crush on steve, and i tried to talk to him in the hallway and stupid fkn Carol came and made fun of me, and i know steve probably didn’t wanna be mean to my face, but he kinda just let his friends pick on me ab it and i swear this mf knows i like him and he’s being a dick and also carol’s hair isn’t really red she dyes it, just wanted to expose a bitch… and like the last time i shifted it was around February and its still really cold so there’s not much to do which is why I haven’t gone back yet BUT my mom got me an Atari for my birthday and like my friends were in on it and got a bunch of games for it so thats cool. I’m now the proud owner of frogger, indy 500, and outlaw.

THERE HAVE BEEN SOME COMPLICATIONS WITH A CLOSE FRIEND OF MINE AND NO I WILL NOT NAME WHO JUST KNOW THAT I GOT SHOTGUNNED BY GARETH AT A PARTY *WINK WINK* and some stuff happened after that.

Also i finally remade another dnd character sheet and like I’m gonna try and remember the details about it because i lowkey wanna use it in my CR its rlly good.

Alright thats all the tea i have rn but if anyone has questions feel free to ask bc so much stuff went down and I might try for my ST DR again this week just because i need to feel secure after the week i’ve had tbh