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asmosmainhoe · 4 months

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MC draws the brothers

im kinda shy to ask this but, can u make artist!mc drawing brothers and others and them reacting to it?(*´-`)

- @maiitski

Note: This was incredibly fun to write! I also only did the brothers, because I don't write for more than 7 characters in one post

Gender: neutral

Warnings: heavy language

Lucifer

You often draw him when he's working, because then he's absolutely still for hours

At first he doesn't exactly know what you're doing over there with your notebook. The first guess is some kind of study and you're simply looking for some peace and quiet to focus

Once he's done with the mountain of paperwork he walks over to you and glances over your shoulder

Oh wow. The portrait you drew of him looks fantastic and he nods proudly until he notices some special details

"Why are the spots under my eyes so dark?"

"Well, you've been working for hours now."

"I see..my hair looks so disheveled as well."

"You just really need some rest."

A portrait falls out of your notebook when you leave the room and he quickly hides it in one of his drawers. There is no way he won't treasure your hard work

Mammon

To say that it's difficult to draw a picture of the greedy demon is a complete understatement since he's in constant movements

The only time you catch him truly sitting still is when he's counting money after a long day of casino activities

"Look at what I won, MC! Hey, you're not even listenin'!"

"Sorry, Mammon. I didn't notice that you talked to me."

"What are ya doin' anyways, huh?"

His voice gets caught in his throat and he starts coughing violently. Partly to hide his embarrassment

"It l-looks pretty cool."

Translation: THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING HE HAS EVER SEEN

"I can get rid of it if you want me to."

"Are ya mad?! You can't just destroy a picture of the great Mammon! Give that to me."

Leviathan

By now it's routine for you to chill in his room to watch him play in the evening, but sometimes it does get a bit boring. Especially when he's playing a game that isn't your cup of tea

So you take out your notebook and start drawing whatever comes to your mind. This time it happens to be the envious third born

But you can't satisfy yourself with a normal portrait, no. You decide to draw him as if he's a character from the game he's currently obsessing over and proudly show him your work once you're done

You can watch Levi's soul leave his body in real time once he realizes that out of all the cool things in his room you drew him

"I-I can't believe you drew me! Me! It looks so good too! MC, I've got to have this! Please!"

I can see him roll around the room crying and screaming if you refuse to hand over the drawing

Satan

Once he loses himself in a book he turns into a freaking statue

Of course he has seen your drawings before and he absolutely adores them. There are several cat pictures from you hanging on his walls

But seeing you put his own features onto paper is a whole other thing

You manage to make him blush a little and chuckle in embarrassment as he inspects your work

"You're extremely talented. It almost looks real."

As Satan inspects your portrait an idea comes to his mind and a mischievous grin forms on his lips

"Do you perhaps take requests? I'd love for you to draw me tower over Lucifer. Preferably him cowering on the ground while I step on him."

"You know exactly that he will kill me if I do that."

"Oh, well. It was worth a shot."

Asmodeus

DRAW HIM LIKE ONE OF YOUR FRENCH DEMONS

Please, the moment he notices that you're drawing him he's going to strike poses left and right

"Let me fix the light real quick! Oh, I how do I look? Is my hair sitting correctly? Oh, why am I even asking? Of course it does!"

It's not the first time that someone either draws him or takes a picture of him, but with you it's special

Now you have to show him your entire notebook! He has to know if there are more portraits of him!

And there are. Most of them are him in an absolutely relaxed position and often times when he's not dolled up at all

"Why didn't you tell me? I would have gotten ready!"

"You looked the most beautiful in these moments. I didn't wanna disturb them- are you crying?"

"No! OF COURSE I AM!"

Beelzebub

Please, to him you're the most talented artist he has ever seen! And he doesn't hold back with that thought!

One time you drew food just for fun and he ate the entire paper, because it looked way too good. You have to admit that that's quite the high compliment

And Beel has such beautiful and drawable features so how couldn't you put that on a piece of paper?

"Can I see what you're doing?"

The hungry demon gets to lost in it that he's just silent for a very long time. It gets to a point where you worried that he might not like it

"I can throw it away if you want to."

"No, why? I love it."

He never really realized how good he looks until now

"Can I keep it?"

Belphegor

Our sleeping beauty over here is perfect to draw considering he sleeps so still that one might think he actually died

One time you don't even notice that he woke up from his nap and is wondering what you're so focused on

It's only when he leans over to get a peak inside your notebook. You quickly hide the drawings of him, but it's too late for that now. The damage is done and you brace yourself for his teasing

"Wow, you must really like me."

"Shut up."

"This is some Levi-level simping."

"I SAID SHUT UP!"

You guys wrestle over the notebook for a little while until he grows tired of it and lays down again with a yawn

"Fine. Keep your secrets. Your notebook is probably full with my face anyways."

"No."

"Next thing I will find out is that you have a shrine dedicated to me."

"You're such an ass."

"But a pretty one."

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bethelighthalazia · 1 month

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Storytime

Summary: If you knew that this innocent question of your boyfriend would turn into hours of storytime, you would have lied.

Genre: fluff

Pairing: bf!Mingi X fem!reader

Word Count: 795

Warnings: none?, mentioning of Mingi´s hiatus

[note: This is actually how I was introduced to ATEEZ and their music, I just added some bf!Mingi delulu into the mix :3 This is just a little drabble I had to write down and post, hope you´ll enjoy <3]

© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.

You were spending so much time at the dorms by now, it was as if you lived here with the boys. It was the usual cozy evening, all of you gathered on the sofa to chat, you cuddled against your boyfriend's chest.

“Show us the video of us that made you like Ateez, please?” Mingi hummed all of a sudden, a slightly confused look on your face as you tilt your head up to see his eyes. “Like, which music video?” You asked, the others also looking very curious. After a nod from Mingi, you thought for a few moments, deciding what actually made you fall in love with Ateez’s music and their members. You were sure that you told Mingi already which one it was, so you just opened the YouTube app on the TV to pull up their ‘wonderland’ performance from kingdom - legendary war.

Tilting your head back with a smile, it quickly dropped when you noticed Mingi's expression, a frown forming on your features and you pressed pause. “Hey…what's wrong, Mings?” You ask quietly, biting your lower lip before then looking at the others. Kingdom had been during Mingi's hiatus,you knew that, but you also thought that you already told him that this was your first time seeing them. Apparently, you didn't tell him.

“Y- you fell in love with a performance I wasn't even in?” He wasn't able to hide the slight tremble in his voice, and this was the moment you realized that it maybe would be the best to explain.

“I- well, kind of…but it's the first thing I've heard from Ateez, Mings. My sister had watched that show and, because she complained about her laptop being too small to see the performances, I told her to watch it on TV. When she did, it was the wonderland performance of you guys and, admittedly, the first one I saw and asked about…was the ‘pretty faced guy with the cloak’.” You say with a little chuckle, rubbing the skin of your neck nervously, knowing how jealous Mingi can be sometimes. But this time, he just watches you, arms wrapped around your middle and his face nuzzled against your shoulder.

“That was Seonghwa, by the way…uh, well my sister then explained to me who you guys are, but that Mingi was not in the show during that time. At first, I thought ‘okay, they're really good, but I still don't like K-pop’, but then when listening to the rest, Jongho captured me with his voice. I remember that I kept calling him Mr high note, while my sister tried to help me with the names of you all.” This drew a chuckle from everyone and Jongho's ears blushed heavily at the hidden compliment. “And then, my sister showed me music videos, Halazia was one of the first and she even told me that the one I don't know yet is a rapper and since I don't like rap, I probably won't like him either. She was wrong. The moment Mingi showed up in the music video, I was doomed.”

“Yah! What about me, y/nnie?! I looked stunning in that MV!” Wooyoung whined and you nod, agreeing with him. “Oh yeah you absolutely did. All of you guys do. But Mingi- I don't really know why him, actually. I just fell in love with his voice and, I mean, look at this gorgeous man, guys!” You couldn't help but gush about your amazing boyfriend while searching for the music video of your favorite song. Then, when Mingi first appears, you pause and everyone can see the literal heart eyes you throw at him. “Just. Look. At. Him! This is by far my most favorite look of him, by the way. I think my first thought when I saw him was that his hands would make a great neckl-” Your eyes widened and you quickly shut yourself up by putting your hand on your mouth. Wooyoung's loud cackle just added to your embarrassment while the others couldn't stop grinning.

“Wait- so…you started to like Ateez because of your sister forcing you to watch kingdom? And then I became your bias and boyfriend?” Mingi asked, eyes wide, not making any remark about his hands being used as a necklace, but he'll definitely keep it in the back of his mind. “Hmh, exactly. Well, I couldn't decide on my bias for almost a month, to be honest…you all are so talented and, and you all are too well aware of it, so so handsome! But then my sister showed me more and more videos of you all and I realized that my heart belongs to Mingi and if I had to choose between one of you all, my answer would always be Mingi.”

taglist: @mingis-mizu

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#ateez #ateez fanfiction #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez mingi #ateez fluff

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harrisonstories · 1 year

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Hey I've been thinking about this a lot and I wanted to ask you, do you think George was on the autistic spectrum?

Hi there, I apologise for such a late response.

You know, I've thought about that as well. A lot actually. I've been told I could be autistic but haven't been officially diagnosed, so I won't speak on that, but I am neurodivergent. One of the things which drew me to George in the first place was the fact I could relate to certain qualities he had which point in that direction. Namely the way he became obsessive about his interests -- immersing himself in research, watching the same films and tv shows over and over again, losing track of time, using them as a way of connecting with people, etc. and a strong desire for perfection in himself.

Examples of what I'm referring to:

"The thing about George -- and we all feel it strongly now that he’s gone off us -- is that he plunged into things. Whatever he got into, whether it was the sitar and Ravi Shankar or the Maharishi, he walked right in and never looked back." — Marianne Faithfull, Memories, Dreams and Reflections (2007)

"George had a really curious mind, and when he got into something he wanted to know everything." — Olivia Harrison, Rolling Stone (2011)

"When [Olivia] first met George she didn't know what George was talking about half the time, he was always quoting Python or ‘The Producers’. He used to say to Olivia ‘Ah my little Swedish bombshell’ which she explained she obviously didn’t look Swedish, but it was a line from the movie The Producers." — Olivia Harrison in Sydney, Australia (2005)

"Maybe there was just too much to do, but the house and the garden became an obsession with George. He found out everything there was to know about Sir Frank Crisp, how and why he built that extraordinary house and garden, why he wanted to re-create the Blue Grotto of Capri and build a mini Matterhorn in the Oxfordshire countryside. He wanted to get inside Sir Frank’s mind and fit into his old boots, and he seemed to want to do it alone. I can be obsessive, but then I get bored and need a change." — Pattie Boyd, Wonderful Tonight

Whether any of this actually means George was neurodivergent I don't know. It's always made me wonder though. It's difficult because not only do we not know George personally, the concept of there being a wide spectrum didn't become mainstream until after he died. There's such a lot of information nowadays which wouldn't have been available to him.

What you also have to consider is the influence of other factors such as experiencing extreme fame at a young age, growing up in post-war Liverpool, his family, and his introverted personality. He was often said to be very sensitive about his privacy and personal space, but I think most introverted people would struggle with that and being secretive was a common Harrison trait. He struggled to succeed within the school system even though he was smart, but he also grew up in a free-thinking household which would've made the rigidity of the outside world harder.

On the other hand you have quotes like this one from Olivia:

Q: Did George separate his private life from his life as a musician? OLIVIA: He didn’t separate anything, he knew no boundaries and was very open about everything, sometimes excessively so. Sometimes he said very funny, but rude things, and when I pointed it out to him, he just said, ‘I don’t have a private life, I just don’t know when you can say something.’ — Süddeutsche Zeitung (translated by Andrea of harrisonarchive) (2011)

What interests me about this is the last line where George says he "doesn't know when you can say something" and that he attributes this quality to being famous. The thing is, we know from various anecdotes he acted this way long before he was famous, and therefore it's unlikely to be the reason he had trouble knowing what was socially appropriate. His mum, Louise, had a reputation for her bluntness as well, so you could argue he got it from her, but I'm not sure that would hold up long into adulthood and after engaging in as many circles as George did. You also can't rule out the possibility of Louise being neurodivergent.

I've noticed all these parts of George come up repeatedly when his friends and family talk about him in every stage of life, and the suggestion he couldn't control it is mentioned several times as well, mostly by Olivia.

"When he opened up to you, he opened up completely. He didn’t know how to do things in half-measures -- which was really positive and sometimes really detrimental to himself." — Olivia Harrison, Mojo (2011)

"George really said everything that crossed his mind. I used to say, 'You really can’t get a thought to your brain without it slipping out your mouth.’ And he was painfully honest. It was an endearing trait, but sometimes you hoped that he wouldn’t be quite as honest as he was going to be." — Tom Petty, Rolling Stone (2002)

To reiterate what I said before, I'm by no means qualified to diagnose anybody and don't claim this to be concrete evidence. However, I hope it might encourage people to take a deeper look into understanding George's behaviour. I find that because there isn't a traumatic childhood to point to, he's not given the benefit of the doubt or afforded the same sensitivity as the other Beatles. People are much quicker to assume he acted out of spite and analysis of him is shallow.

Thank you for the question and giving me a chance to pull my thoughts on this together! If anyone would like to add their thoughts please feel free to share.

#george harrison #the beatles #asks #personal #winston-ramone #olivia harrison #tom petty #quote compilation

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weebsinstash · 1 year

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U HAVE BEEN HOLDIN OUT ON VOX AND VAL FICS SINCE 2021???????!!????!?? 😭😭

Vox and Val concepts, but lmao yeah 🤣 although if you want me to be blunt anything with Vox in it was saved real short. the tricky thing is like, for one I actually haven't done any "research" on Vox like for Val so I don't have a good grip on his personality besides "cocky smug little shit who has a soft spot for his friends/shark and is kind of a dweeb who wears like Hawaiian shirts and a baseball cap on dates with his boyfriend"

Tbh there's a LOT of drafts for Val but not much for Vox, however there is that one idea I actually drew fanart for and posted about where "Reader meets Val and Vox by chance in a club, they develop a rapport, keep bumping into each other in public, the duo eventually finds out you're dating Alastor (and not entirely happy about it) and steals you away".

Tbh I really like the idea of Reader hanging out with Val and Vox like a dozen times and you idly mention your boyfriend now and then and they're on the downlow about being jealous as fuck and wanting to know who the bastard is.

"Oh yeah sorry I missed you guys the other night, I had a date with my boyfriend, he wanted to go to the theater"

"Ugh, gosh I'd drink if I could but my boyfriend is mad I keep coming home hung over"

"Ha, yeah, my boyfriend hates this stuff, I can't bring this back home if I wanted to"

Eventually one night the two Overlords bump into you after youve been lowkey ghosting them and you seem really quiet and stressed out and drinking a lot and say Vox says something like "what, your shit boyfriend want you home early again tonight?"

"Fiance"

"...What?"

"Fiance. He wants to get married, um, as soon as possible"

Vox and Valentino just gritting their teeth as you start listing some of the more personal details you never let loose before. You don't have a TV at home or any electronic devices besides your phone because 'he absolutely hates technology and has some weird hatred of monitors'. He doesn't like you drinking to get drunk and he bans anything more "recreational" than liquor which is why you're always bumming/buying weed off of Vox.

And I imagine at some point in the conversation you finally slip up. "I mean I know all relationships have difficulties but Alastor just-"

"The fuck you mean, 'Alastor'? The RADIO DEMON 'Alastor'? You're dating HIM?" And its obvious you were keeping it a secret because you wanted your new friends to like you and you're tearing up the second they're showing any signs of anger (even though it's at Al, not you) and I imagine they say some bullshit like "well hey if he won't let you party anymore, let's make tonight one big celebration, just one last time" segue into them pushing drinks and drugs at you until you either pass out or get roofied and, boom youre waking up in a room you dont recognize. Like, I imagine waking up in their bed, your eyes pop open and you turn and see one of them and jerk back, not realizing you're between both of them so you basically bump into the other, and the one you bump into is very loud and obnoxious, "what the fuck Val, what's your fucking--" and then both of them are waking up and you're checking your phone and you have countless missed calls and texts from Alastor and he HATES using anything other than a rotary phone so you KNOW he's furious

for some reason you have all these phone notifications for Voxtagram/Sinstagram/whatever they've named it now and you open it and. Oh no what did they do. Both Vox and Val had posted pictures online, ones of them and YOU, different kinds of photos. You three throwing drinks back, you and Vox shoulder to shoulder on your phones, you looking absolutely flustered beyond belief as Valentino seems to be saying something to you with the biggest most flirtatious smirk on his face, with some of the last photos including, oh god, both of them had uploaded different versions of making it EXTREMELY obvious they took you home for some fun. I can see Valentino blatantly fucking uploading a picture of like, he's got Vox on one side, you on the other, both of you passed out and here's Val "best way to end a night is to fuck the hos to sleep 🍆💦😴 #bejealous #pimplife #allnightfuckmarathon" and properly just straight up tags your profile too.

You're just frantic, "OH MY GOD WHAT DID YOU DO AL'S GOING TO KILL ME" and rushing to put your clothes back on and both of them are either like "you're going back to him????" And are angry, OR, act suspiciously unfazed, almost as if they know for an absolute fact that you won't be able to go anywhere...

#yandere stuff #sinprompts #ughhhhhh they would both be clingy in different ways #vox is possessive bc youre also or at least was his friend and has similar interests. and vals posessive bc hes daddy obviously cbdkdnfj

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invisiblegarters · 10 months

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I waffled for weeks about this show without watching, because I don't like Krist and frankly Gawin was just not enough incentive for me to get past that. I've only ever seen him in Not Me and he played a drip of a character and in my not so humble (or quiet, really, I've talked about this before) opinion let his onscreen partner carry the entire BL aspect of his storyline. Sorry but I believed that Dan was into Yok like I believe that there really is a pot of gold at the end of that proverbial rainbow. Nice try, Lucky Charms, but I'm not buying, is what I'm saying. And while that wasn't really that huge of a deal in something like Not Me, which had a lot going on besides the romance stuff, in a show like this where it seemed most of the point was the romance, I just wasn't into putting myself through it.

Anyway, despite my best efforts I kept seeing posts about how unexpectedly good this show was so I finally bit the stupid bullet and gave it a try. I figured at the very least it could be background noise while I did something else.

But then it happened. I, too, fell in love with this drama, and now I'm sitting here getting ready to write a small love letter to it. So what the hell happened? Did I discover a new appreciation for Krist? Did Gawin's pretty pretty face finally win me over? Was I just bored?

The answers are no, yeah maybe, and ha, yes but also no, respectively.

The thing is that the show is pretty cute. It is, I won't deny it. Both Krist and Gawin are actually very good at comedy, and hey, it turns out that Gawin as Pisaeng is actually really charming. Good to know. But if that were all this show wouldn't have burrowed into my head so much and I wouldn't be sitting here waiting for Friday for reasons other than the weekend.

So, here, a list of what I'm enjoying about this show.

1. Kawi isn't a likable character. No, really. I know people do like him, but to me he just isn't. And to be honest I'm not entirely sure he's meant to be, at least not yet. Kawi is a dumb shit who let his negative perception of his life color every aspect of that life and then turned around and blamed other people for what he's mostly done to himself. Yes, I do see where some of it was beyond his control, for sure, I'm not denying that. But to me, his biggest problem is that he let his own insecurities and worries cripple him and instead of seeing that and taking accountability or trying to move forward, he insists on believing that if he can change just one aspect of his life (namely, not confessing that he drew his crush's name from a "buddy" box while in uni), that everything will work out. And then he gets his chance and guess what? Things aren't actually that simple. Kawi has a ways to go, but watching him look back on his life and try to start working on his relationships (and then, through those relationships, himself) is a joy to see. I hope for even more growth as the show continues. He's not learning in leaps and bounds either, and I like that. He does stupid things. He tries to fit in with people that are just not worth being around. He says some truly awful things to people and he blames one specifically for things he isn't even responsible for. But when it's pointed out to him that he's being an ass, he listens. He internalizes and he reacts accordingly. Kawi is the type of person that resonates with me because I see how easy it would be to be someone like that, if I let my insecurities drive me and didn't credit my own opinion enough. I think that his instincts are good - the people he seems most drawn to are decent, straightforward people who are gentle but not so soft they let others walk over them. People who are very good for someone like him, and who will encourage him to trust in himself more, not just follow what they tell him. I look forward to seeing his development as we go on. I don't think he's likeable currently, but I think that I will grow to like him, and I'm looking forward to that, too. He may not be likeable, but I find him incredibly understandable.

2. Pisaeng. I have to give a ton of credit to Gawin here, because I love this guy. This last episode especially. Gawin is giving him all the nuance and layers that I didn't see with Dan, and it almost makes me want to rewatch Not Me again to see if I just missed it somehow (I won't though, because whether or not I missed it I like Not Me but it's not something I'm really invested in watching over and over again). I love that he went on a journey of self-discovery this last episode that was mostly not about Kawi at all, and at the end of it it gave him the courage to not only confess to his crush but also to come to terms with a part of himself that scared the shit out of him (and I can't tell you how much I love that his journey was explicitly about understanding that he's definitely queer, and that's fine. It's just fine. It's good, even. Thankfully Thai BL has been slipping farther and farther away from "I'm not gay/bi, I just like you" stuff that they used to pull like clockwork but I did not expect an explicit journey of coming to terms with sexuality. What can I say - that shit always gets me and gets me good).

3. Max - Kawi does not deserve a best friend like him, but he certainly needs him. No notes, I adore him and everything he chooses to be. I would love it if he became friends with Pisaeng too but I can understand the reluctance to be a gay guru to Kawi, let alone someone he barely knows (not that Kawi realizes that's how things are going down, really - dude is so repressed it's painful). I loved his exasperation this last episode, and how he visibly had to rein himself in after going off on Pisaeng. Nothing he said was wrong, either. Not one damn thing. But I appreciate that he chose to be kind in the end. It's hard, sometimes.

4. Pear - please please please show don't make her one of those evil BL girls. Right now she's so wonderful and lovely but still very human and I just adore her and I want her to stay that way.

5. What this show is saying about being kind to people, and how the way you treat others ripples out. In this episode specifically, they literally took arguably the worst character in the show thus far and told him "Everyone deserves encouragement and a little kindness. Even you." And honestly, I kind of love it. Maybe it's the optimist in me but I do believe that most people tend towards being decent, and often when you give them a little kindness they find it in them to give it to others.

6. Weirdly enough, this is the first BL I've watched in a long time where I honestly don't care if anyone gets together (funny enough, the last one might have actually been Not Me). I know that Kawi and Pisaeng are probably going to be together in the end because that's just how this goes, but if they weren't...it wouldn't be a big deal, really. The journey here is more important than the end game, and all I really want is for them both (but Pisaeng especially) to live well and happily. And I want Max to get everything his heart desires and for Pear to date her BFF (I...am probably not going to get that loveline, but a person can dream).

I guess there's still plenty of time for this to go off the rails, but I have to say right now I'm really enjoying the ride.

#be my favorite #rambles

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loopy777 · 2 years

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Hey! I love your Maiko fics! Really!

Could you tell us any HC about them?

I had a bad day… I guess it would make me happier.

Thank you! And I'm sorry to hear about your bad day.

(Also, for those curious, my time is freeing up again and I intend to begin work on what should have been my Maiko Week stuff. We'll see when I am ready to post, but I'm not sure if there will be a Fall Maiko Week, so I won't try to hold things back.)

I'm usually not consistent enough to form good headcanons until people ask me probing questions, but let's see what I have left laying around in my brain after my most recent brainstorming:

Maiko are the first married Fire Lord couple to eat three meals a day together on most days. Previous Fire Lords met with their Royal Consorts for meals by appointment, as befits busy nobility. Those couples that were more fond of each other made sure to eat dinner together regularly, and the most affectionate couple (after Maiko) even ate breakfast together often. Most Fire Lords valued their lunch breaks either as a time to rest or a chance to hold meetings with trusted allies or rivals they wanted to bring to their side. But Zuko greatly values his lunch breaks with Mai as a chance to decompress, re-ground his perspective, and get her advice. This leads to rumors, for a few years, that Mai is the real brains behind the throne, who masterminded the fall of Ozai and Azula, and Zuko is her lovelorn puppet. When they hear these rumors, Zuko is offended on Mai's behalf, but she finds them flattering.

Mai's favorite dessert is not fruit tarts with rose petals on top. She enjoys a wide variety of desserts, and while she appreciates good presentation, rose petals themselves are not mandatory. What Mai does love, when she feels relaxed and secure, is being extravagant. She likes dressing up fancy when there's no reason to. She likes trying a new hairdo for no reason at all. She likes splurging on something super rare and expensive when it's just her and her closest friends. The people who know her Socially would be very surprised at this, finding her very dull and consistent in her appearances. She was actually surprised by this herself, after she started dating Zuko, as she never had the opportunity to be so free growing up- her time with Ty Lee also always included Azula, and although she had something almost like a friendship with Azula for a while, she never felt free.

Speaking of which, after Mai started living in the palace, she actually found it so oppressive that she asked Zuko for a vacation. She just had so many fearful memories of the place that it was stressful to be there day and night. Zuko actually felt the same way, after a lifetime of trauma, but he didn't realize it because he thought feeling anxious 24/7 is normal. They began taking frequent working-vacations to Ember Island, and later other estates across the Fire Nation. There was some grumbling from Zuko's critics at first, but Mai began planning 'conferences' for their working vacations, which were really just a bunch of Zuko's larger meetings rescheduled and expanded for when he's away from the palace. The attendees enjoyed them so much that the criticism quickly muted, and there was even some praise for Zuko for showing favor to cities other than the capital after Azulon and Ozai drew so much power and attention inward. When asked about the inspiration for the idea individually, Zuko and Mai always credit the other, but really both were completely surprised by how well it was eventually received. They kept up the practice even after they made their own happy memories in the palace and no longer felt the need to get away.

#zumai #zuko #atla mai #atla maiko

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hoodedchishiya · 10 months

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Hey! Lately I've seen a lot of these "appreciation" and "positivity" ask posts circulating around from people towards their favorite writers and I've kind of wanted for a while to send in something too. I didn't really want to just go with a copy-paste one though, so I decided to write my own appreciation/positivity/gratitude letter to you. I won't lie, but I was kind of nervous at first about writing it since I don't have the best way with words, but oh well, here goes nothing. I have no idea if you'll even see this or not or if you'll read it, but I wrote it anyways.

First off, I'd like to start my appreciation post with your writing. Dude, you have one of the most dedicated, detailed and thoughtful writing I've ever came across in my life! What you make could be easily called a work of art and I mean every single word of this! One can really tell that you are passionate about what you are doing and let me tell you, you are doing not only a good job, but an amazing one with every piece and thread you write, be it a serious story type one or a silly crack post that makes me cackle every time, everything you write is clearly wrote with dedication to your craft! So yeah, your writing is a solid 100/10, never give up on what you do and what you love, because it's simply amazing. And I swear, every time you posted an OOC announcement saying that you thought that your writing sucked, I was like "Bitch please! If there's one person who's writing could never fail or suck in this whole place, that would be you! So don't you ever say that your writing is bad!", because your writing isn't and has never been bad! In fact, when I first started out and saw the threads you had going on, it was one of my dreams of actually writing with such a good writer like you one day, ngl, you really inspired me! So no matter what, don't ever lose faith in yourself and never give up on your hobby!

Then comes your portrayal of Chishiya. Man, I don't know what you do or how you do it, but I swear to God, you managed to capture the essence of Chishiya in the best way possible! It's like the perfect blend of show!Chishiya and manga!Chishiya and it's as if you are in his head and it's just... Words can't describe it, it's just flawless. It kind of reminded me of the way I used to perceive him in my mind and it's probably what drew me soo much to how you write Chishiya because yeah, you really captured perfectly the essence of his snarky, bitchy and condescending attitude, yet him still being somewhat devoted to those he cares for, that I like soo much about him and it reminded me why I liked Chishiya in the first place. It kinda rekindled my love for him from back when I first watched the show and read the manga. So yeah, no matter how many Chishiyas would be out there, I don't think either of them could ever replace yours and yours will probably remain my favorite one. Again, I don't know how you do it, but just keep doing that thing that makes your Chishi great and never change a thing, because it's already perfect. Thank you for sharing your Chishiya with us and thank you for bringing him to life!

And lastly but not least, I would like to preface my gratitude for our friendship. Yeah, I am someone you know and wrote with. I just want to say a sincere and grateful thank you for being one of my first close friends on here. I remember when I first started out writing on here and I didn't have many friends or people I knew in the community. I was always shy and scared of reaching out to people because I thought my writing sucked and that no one will like me or my Muse, so I was mostly sticking with the people I already knew and were supporting me. At first I was simply watching your writing from afar, just enjoying the interactions between Chishiya and Niragi you had going on, because they made me laugh or be like "Oh my!". I really admired you and looked up to you in a way, as stated before, because I always thought and still think that your writing is spot on. And then, one day, I took the bull by the horns and launched my own attempt at an interaction. I didn't really have much hope for it that you will reply, but to my surprise, you actually did and well, it was fun and slowly it was the beginning of a nice friendship. The dumb stuff we wrote back then still bring a smile to my face to this day and they'll forever be a part of my happy memories in this community. I can only hope you had fun writing with me and enjoying the interactions we created between our Muses as much as I did. So thanks again, from the bottom of my heart, that you accepted me and became my friend.

I know I most likely wasn't the greatest friends out there and most often than not I was probably a handful to deal with, given my very energetic and hyped kind of personality, so I am sorry if I ever said or done something stupid. Even so, I always tried to be there for you and show my support as much as I could, because I truly cherished our friendship. Other than the IC interactions we had, I also enjoyed our little talks OOC too. They weren't very often, that's true, but they still made me laugh and made me happy and every time I look back at them they still make me smile. I know it was mostly my rambling, but thanks for listening to me and talking to me, especially for when I told you about the loss of my furr babies. It was somewhat nice to actually be able to talk about my happy memories with my beloved cats without feeling the need to weep thinking back on them, so thank you for not turning me off and letting me talk about them. And hey, who knows, maybe I was actually right and my dear kitty cat really reincarnated as Nijiro's cat, who knows. Anyways, these were some really nice memories. Oh, and not to forget the times we discussed the dumb shit our Muses did, dude, that was hilarious af! Those truly were amazing times!

So yeah, thanks again for being someone I could call a dear friend and for writing with me both in and out of character! And thanks for everything you do in this community!

Well this appreciation and positivity ask post really turned out to be a very long one. Heh, I guess it ended up being more of a letter I guess. I dunno if you actually read it up to this point, but if you did, I truly appreciate it and I hope it made you smile at least a little bit. Again, I dunno how well I managed to convey what I wanted to tell you since I am terrible when it comes to words, but I did my best. No matter what time will tell and where it will take you, just don't forget that there'll always be someone who cares about you and appreciates you and your work and don't ever let anyone change who you are or the way you write your character!

Yours truly, ~ Just a friendly Tumblr anon

Wowowow, I’m actually speechless.. I don’t even know what to say. After reading this my heart literally feels so full and.. thank you so much 🥺❤️

I’ve been struggling for the longest time to have confidence in my writing and I’m so glad that other people seem to like it. Chishiya means a lot to me and I’m so grateful that people are enjoying the way I portray him.

Once again, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to write all of this. You didn’t have to. I read every word and honestly, it kinda made me tear up.

Thank you thank you thank you 🥺

~Mun ❤️

#sobbing #alice in borderland roleplay #aib rp #roleplay #aib roleplay #roleplay account #roleplayer #alice in borderland #alice in borderland rp #open roleplay #chishiya shuntaro #mun post

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elizabethmulder · 1 year

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I posted 15,947 times in 2022

That's 2,357 more posts than 2021!

11 posts created (0%)

15,936 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@hayscodeviolation

@smallscreensource

@juliahart

@amanitacaplan

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I tagged 15,944 of my posts in 2022

#the rookie - 949 posts

#nancy drew - 881 posts

#stranger things - 730 posts

#nancy and ace - 503 posts

#pretty - 371 posts

#artwork - 311 posts

#succession - 297 posts

#buffy the vampire slayer - 294 posts

#the wilds - 271 posts

#dair - 263 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i mean i'm constantly reading that i'm not enough xyz for being abc and yeah it sucks even if i have dealt with since being a child *shrug*

My Top Posts in 2022:

hi there 👋 is the wilds a good show?

Hey there to you! I really enjoyed it, especially the first season, I still enjoyed the second season it just kinda veered off a bit. It can get darker in tone for some episodes. But I really enjoyed the growth of the characters and seeing how people react to being stuck on an island. It only has two seasons and it definitely ends like there should be a third but unfortunately there won't be. Feel free to ask if there's something more specific you wanted to know.

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I’m finally caught up with my dash which I haven’t been in MONTHS or maybe its a year...I don’t know about anyone else my last two years were not chill and slow paced. With the exception of my anxiety which unfortunately does take up my time, I’m hoping to have more time to do more than just keep up with daily tasks. Maybe finally paint my room, write or start on some craft projects. I’m really trying to work on myself, mentally and physically healing. Just trying to find a better version of my old self.

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Tagged by @hawksnat thank you Nat!

Rules: Tag 9 people you’re interested in getting to know better.

Favourite Color: Mustard

Currently Reading: I’m listening to the audiobook of ‘When No One Is Watching’ by Alyssa Cole and on my Kindle ‘Ruin and Rising’ by Leigh Bardugo.

Last Song: Block Me Out by Gracie Abrams on Spotify and Zombie by Schuyler Fisk on Youtube Music

Last Series: Stranger Things, First Kill and Love, Victor are the only things I’ve watched on my own in awhile. I watched The Staircase and Who Do You Believe? with my mom.

Last Movie: The Secret Garden, Hustle, Father of the Bride and The 355 are the only movies I’ve watched this month.

Sweet/spicy/savoury: I do love sweets, that aren’t too sweet, but savory.

Currently Working On: Trying to motivate myself in starting to redecorate my room. But also declutter in general, need more of a clean space all over the house.

I’m tagging. @diagnosiskasparaitis @intostarlight @killsandthrills @bisummers

@mkmusicmaniac @my-shields-are-down @kteague @spaceball @thesedarkcafedays picked a few from my activity, hi! none of you have to but if you want to. <3

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It really wouldn’t be a Taylor album release day if you didn’t sit and think which songs were gonna be the new Dair songs. So far it’s Maroon, Labyrinth and Sweet Nothings. I really need to give more listens though.

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My #1 post of 2022

Oh, these two have the same birthday…

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #The fact that Buffy and Dair are still in my top 10 in the year 2022 is !!! to me #I only didn't tag 3 posts. lol #Lets be real that should just be Chenford #I actually made more than 2 posts this year!

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sharpferrets · 17 days

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drew this yesterday as a vent post, i didn't explain things on insta but i kinda wanna here bc I just feel like people on Tumblr are more understanding and open minded.

Again this is a vent, read at your discretion

So we have C-DID, pretty sure this is public knowledge, and we struggle a fuck ton with worthlessness. (We're living with abusive parents and the way our mom treats us and devalues everything we do is really really like, bad) and ig we were just having a really bad moment. Voltron's always been a big comfort show for us, and we've rewatched it recently and the whole thing with Shiro and Keith's "I'm not giving up on you" situation makes us cry constantly because like, to be honest we just wish that we had had someone like that (We had adult figures but most of them failed us or were actively really mean and awful, or turned out to be really horrible. We've also lost alot of friends once we became aware of our abuse and we just feel really left behind/like we're the sort of person that people gave up on (It's not their fault we genuinely were jerks to some (not all))) and we've been really into schoolbus graveyard recently too. And C-DID so splitting happens, so it has it's own implication there but we're sort of covert right now mentally (we call it the veil) and externally (safety reasons obvi) so I don't really want to talk about like, thaaaaat that much. But basically it was just the theme of a character that had sort of been given up on + a character that knows what it means to not give up on people offering that solidarity that he's not going to quit or call shit when it's hard and leave ig. Yeah. Just a big "Hey fuck you and everything" being acompanied by someone who gets it and isn't about to ditch because he knows that all people usually need is a person who won't give up on them.

Sidenote- this is just venting about something hyperspecific but i'm crying and upset and honestly i keep joking about it but it gets to me. I'm dyslexic and I was so convinced that my mom just never knew bc I'm autistic and 'gifted kid'ed my way through elementary. But apparently my english grades were at 70 and my spelling was below *50* and honestly the amount of sting that brings me. Because my older brother went to tutoring for years, so did my younger brother. But just knowing that it was so obvious and there was no way my parents didn't see those awful scores, yet I spent 2-3 hours, twice a week, for like 2-3 years in the *waiting room* of my *older brother's* tutoring. I honestly just feel really neglected and it's really fucking hurtful to know that. Like it really is. And I was just convinced that I got stupider later bc that's when I realized my bad spelling, but no I was just straight up *ignored* as a kid. Ignored when my brothers just weren't. Like it was always that bad. I'm just really upset.

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Seeing as how I haven't done a music-related write-up for a bit and how it's currently 4:30pm and therefore too late in the day to start on another work-related project of actual substance...I'm going to tell you about this version of "Bathtub Gin" that I like!

As I said (threatened?) in my last Goose post, I'm consciously branching out a little between now and whenever the hell the next Goose show will be. In my own personal listening, "branching out" means I've been listening to a lot of stuff I've never heard before, both stuff that's totally new to me and stuff that's been sitting ignored on my "Try this!" list for a long time. In my blog writing, "branching out" apparently means "writing about the band I've listened to the most by an entire order of magnitude for the last twenty-five years."

Hey, if I can't be perfect I'm sure as hell going to stop trying.

I am not going to start this post with a primer on Phish because a) if you're reading this you either already know them or you don't know them and don't care, and b) there are literal books about this out there because these guys have been playing for forty years and every little thing they do is steeped in weird mythology and inside jokes and as much as I love all of it, I don't love it enough to write a hundred thousand words about it.

If you're somehow entirely new to the band and also feel an obsessive need to learn/dive in, my super idiosyncratic recommendation is to listen to their album A Live One a few times, and then buy and read through this very short book by Walter Holland, who in my humble opinion is sort of like the Hunter S. Thompson of writing about Phish jams.

I will henceforth only be writing in the micro- and macro-cosms about this particular version of Phish's "Bathtub Gin" and my reactions to it, despite not being the Hunter S. Thompson of writing about Phish jams.

Biologically speaking, I almost certainly, technically have THC in my bloodstream right now if that somehow makes you feel better.

So, Phish was one of the first places I turned at the beginning of this little Goose hiatus. For a lot of reasons, despite being the band that most immediately jumps to my mind when the phrase "favorite ever" is used in a variety of contexts, I haven't listened to Phish much over the last few years. I wrote a little bit about why in this previous post, and to keep my promise of staying focused and save myself some time typing, I won't say any more for the moment: suffice to say that I overdid it a little bit with The Phish and The Phish's Internet Fandom, which soured me on the band's music and left me sitting on the sidelines for years, wondering if it was the band that had come, over time, to suck ass, or whether it was just me.

Well, I'm relieved to report that it was, in fact, me who was doing the ass-sucking.

I learned this, in large part, by diving into the band's recent New Year's Eve (NYE) run at Madison Square Garden (MSG). I actually started my Goose Interregnum concert-viewing here only because the run had just ended and I'd seen online that the band had played all the way through its storied, elusive, and utterly dorky "Gamehendge" saga on 12/31, for the first time since 1994 (or maybe 1995, kill me in the comments Phish fans, I'm ready to die).

I wanted to see this, even if after the fact and from my couch, because back in my early Phish fan-Hood (see what I did there?) Gamehendge had been a big part of what drew me to the band, and I was excited by the prospect of being a grown-ass, middle-aged man bawling his eyes out on his basement couch because in a video another old man was on a stage singing a song about a bulldog and a cat fighting to the death while a comet crashed into Earth, bringing about the end times.

When you're a straight, white kid growing up in suburbia, you either become an absolute monster or your brain finds really fucking weird things to care a lot about. I like to think I fit into the second category.

Anyway, with a more-than-usual amount of spare time on my hands, I decided to try watching the entire MSG NYE run, starting with 12/28 instead of jumping straight to 12/31. I thought, maybe, I'd have a decently fun time and get a good sense of where Phish was at musically (an important thing to know when all the band members are sixty-ish years in age and you haven't heard or seen them play since 2021). Then I watched 12/28 and it destroyed me. Like, this band of aging dork-rockers literally lit the entire arena on fire with their instruments and it burned down around them while they just kept jamming. I'm not sure how anyone escaped MSG alive, let alone how there were concerts there for the next three nights.

12/29 was just as good, if not better, and 12/30 was an incredible show that only paled in comparison to the previous two. My reaction surprised me, and so that's why I cranked up the ol' typing machine, shoveled some fresh coal into the boiler, and sat down to write about...wait, what was I actually writing about, again?

Oh, yeah. "Bathtub Gin."

I'm not gonna give you a lengthy history of this song, for all the same reasons I cited above for not giving you a long history of Phish as a band. I will tell you it's a "classic" Phish song in that it was played live for the first time in 1989 and has been played three hundred and four more times in the one thousand, seven-hundred and fifty-one shows the band has played since. There also a studio recording of it on Lawn Boy, which I always forget because who the fuck listens to Lawn Boy?! The song is used frequently, but not always, as a jam vehicle, and I tend to enjoy hearing it live due to its quintessentially Phish-y sound: Phish writes and plays songs that sound a lot like many of their influences, but they also have songs that sound only like Phish, and this is one of them. Well, it sounds like Phish and Gerswhin, I suppose. "Bathtub Gin" is also my wife's favorite Phish song, but I'm not entirely sure if that's because she likes it or because she knows that liking "Waste" or "Shade" or "Farmhouse" more would put her firmly in the "Stereotypical Phish Wife" realm.

This 12/28 version of the tune is a great one for jamming, but as usual I'll (mostly) refrain from commenting until the point in the video where the composed portion of the song leaves off and the improvisation begins.

I do want to start by saying I love the retro feel of this year's "Live Phish" intro/logo sequence. Also, yes, Page's opening keyboard banging is supposed to sound like that. It's how he lets you know he's having fun! Gershwin tease at 2:26 if you're keeping track. Otherwise, this is a pretty straightforward reading of the composed part of the song. I absolutely love the sound mix here, as you can hear all four members' contributions to the song more or less equally. It blows the old days of tapes essentially mixed to make Trey's guitar 80% of the band's sound out of the water. It also leads to me basically just listening to Mike Gordon play bass for the entire show because if you can, why wouldn't you?!

It often sounds like the band might be singing actual, English lyrics during the outro portion of the song, but I don't think they ever are.

The jam starts at 4:50, and basically immediately Fishman is playing stuff on the drums that my simple brain can barely comprehend. This is perhaps one significant difference between Phish and the Goose jams I've been covering previously: the rhythm section of Phish is much more directly involved in the direction of the band's improvisation, whereas it often feels like the drums and bass of Goose are just laying a foundation for the melody players to improvise over. One is not inherently better than the other, but I do often feel like there's a lot more to listen to with Phish, despite them having fewer members.

Anyway, this first chunk of the jam feels a lot to me like being lost in a fuzzy, pleasant labyrinth: the tempo is slow and the playing is soft, but there's an undercurrent of tension there. By 5:30, things have started to straighten out a little, though the lights have gotten absolutely weird. Fishman starts playing a more straightforward beat, and the rest of the band falls into a rock-sounding jam that makes me think of what Goose might sound like if their fingers were thirty years older.

Trey starts to sit back a little bit at 6:45, and the jam mellows out in response. It feels a little bit like he can't figure out where he wants to go next here, but Mike and Page take some turns adding ideas to the mix in the meantime. Eventually, Trey joins back in the fun, but still in a restrained way. For awhile here, everyone's just sort of playing together, with no particular standout or soloist, which is great.

Whatever keyboard tone Page switches to at 8:58 is fantastic. He follows it up pretty quickly with some weirder synthesizer stuff, and at 9:40 this pushes the jam in a more sinister direction. At 10:20, Trey switches over to a very Portal To Robot Hell guitar effect, and now we're in full-on latter-day Evil Phish jamming territory. Fishman is, of course, keeping a beat here, but it's odd and off-kilter (not a drummer, sorry to be imprecise) and makes the whole thing feel like it's just barely hanging together in the best way.

This kind of "almost-falling-apart" sound is, paradoxically, when Phish often hits their stride in jamming. I think it's what makes them sort of a love/hate proposition even among people who listen to a lot of improvisatory rock music. It's not particularly fun or comfortable, but I've never come across another group of musicians that can improvise with each other consistently in this way.

Trey's playing finally comes a bit to the fore starting at 13:00, but even here this doesn't feel like a rote jam "peak": instead, the backbeat that Fishman is playing keeps things feeling a little out of sorts and not entirely resolved. Trey and Page playing off of each other at 14:15 is nice. I'm not sure what's going on with the lights at 14:30, but I do know these guys consistently have my favorite light show in show business. There's some almost Allman Bros-sounding playing from Trey at 15:15 as we reaching peak craziness...

...then some initial teasing of the "Bathtub Gin" theme at 16:30 or so, teasing a return to the song proper to wrap things up!

The video fades out on a segue into what would turn out to be an excellent version of "Ghost," for those keeping score at home.

Anyway, thanks for reading my first (at least lately) Phish write-up. I'm going to try to do a few more of these from the run, including (I think) two new songs: "Oblivion" from 12/29 and "Life Saving Gun" from 12/30. Should have those up soon!

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Villain Hunt Arc Meta: All For One’s Horrific Guide to Methodically Breaking Down Your Local OFA Holder

Ft. Turning the ‘Overpoweredness’ of OFA into a Setback, and AFO’s Successful Manipulations Of Midoriya Izuku

In which I also give AFO too much credit for all the pain he’s probably caused, and theorize that his plans to break Izuku actually started getting enacted even before he’d escaped Tartarus.

(A.k.a. me loving the angst because this is really good angst writing, but also hating it because the manga doesn’t come with a Angst with A Happy Ending tag unless you count Izuku’s ‘this is the story of how I became the greatest hero’ which isn’t really a guarantee of happiness )

So. What an arc! In the span of ten chapters (starting from the end of the War arc) Hori delivered a full-on Villain-looking, Vigilante Midoriya Izuku. Congratulations, Horikoshi, for finally introducing Akatani Mikumo!

The fast pacing and lack of breather panels are so fitting for this arc truly. AFO never gave them a moment’s rest. Yes, from henceforth as he’d promised... It’s always going to be his turn.

Izuku is making amazing progress with unlocking the full power of One For All. In his words, his abilities might as well already be on par with what a healthier All Might could do, and with no recoil to boot. Plus, there’s only one last quirk to unlock. For villain fights, I don’t think we need to worry about him losing, or him breaking anymore bones at this time.

Which, some might argue, makes Izuku too ‘OP.’

To start with, I want to talk first about the ‘overpoweredness’ of the One For All quirk. It’s a wonderful quirk truly, having inspired and amazed so many because of its sheer power. Used well, it could grant instant victories and restore the people’s wavering faith to the heroes. Because with a quirk like that on your side, everything’s going to be alright, right? There’s always gonna be that bit of hope that something is still strong enough to stand against the looming evil...right?

Yeah. That’s what the people who’d lived under All Might’s Era of Peace thought so too. History repeats.

OFA’s ‘OP-ness’ is both a great blessing and a great burden.

Here are some points on how the narrative has made OFA's 'overpoweredness' a setback:

1. All For One—that bastard—exploits the urge that comes with OFA. Just as ‘AFO the quirk’s’ goal is to steal OFA, OFA’s job is to defeat AFO, and Izuku is sacrificing himself to its cause.

Here’s another thing I want to point out: The conclusion that the heroes drew about AFO planning to capture Midoriya Izuku alive? In rereading, I’m starting to believe it’s nothing but a mere assumption of his plans. Aside from the deal made with Lady Nagant—of which I think AFO didn’t take seriously anyway and set her up for failure— (and while we as readers are already aware of his true intentions to wear Izuku down) it’s weird that nowhere had AFO directly mentioned to Izuku that he’s going to kidnap him and take his quirk from him.

2. OFA made Izuku so brilliant (e.g. Pros and former Pros alike going “This kid...”) that they really can't help but place all their hopes on him. Sighs. In an ideal world, this would be a dream come true of Izuku getting his due credit for all his heroic achievements Pro heroes have started to do to Izuku what they’ve done all their lives to All Might--which is to put him on the pedestal, while they fall back to cover him like guards/safety net. Hence, falling back to the One Pillar Model mindset.

3. OFA makes Izuku untouchable, not only to the villains, but also to his allies. Prime material to reinforce isolation. And if Izuku doesn't want to be caught, he won't make it easy for either side.

4. OFA IS SUS AF, OKAY? What are the Holders doing?! While gaining access to them makes it easier and convenient to have personal trainers in handling OFA, the vestiges prove to add a lot to Izuku’s mental load. If they’d allowed Izuku to come to the point of being caked with blood and filth, they’re not doing very well at guiding him. Realize that most of their arc interactions with Izuku is Quirk Talk. They, of all people, should know how AFO’s machinations work! Hey First, for the love of god, warn Izuku! He’s showing so many signs of being manipulated that you should be picking up on. please /sobs ;;

Tbf, like, I’m pretty sure that the Holders haven’t been as mentally okay either, which would feed into Izuku’s current mindset.

Now that the setbacks have been listed, let’s dive in to AFO’s plans to toy with Midoriya Izuku.

PHASE 1: Pre-Tartarus Breakout

Speaking of OFA being sus, there’s something that has been niggling at the back of my mind.

All For One basically tells Izuku: “You were my main interest that entire time I was in prison”. So, to pass the time in Tartarus (since he can’t use any(?) of his quirks), AFO has been doing nothing but apparently daydreaming and designing a personal hell for the Ninth Holder during that entire period. HOWEVER, it also made me wonder…

…Even before he’d broken out, had AFO made any moves at all in enacting his plans to break Izuku?

Yeah?

And here’s the kicker: he says that before Blackwhip bursted out.

AFO is a master manipulator. Assuming that Izuku doesn’t have any latent AFO quirk (for whatever reason *coughs* maybe dfo if you're a believer) or that Quirk Singularity has anything to do with it, what is the trigger to Izuku suddenly having access to Blackwhip?

I’d argue that it is All For One himself.

Why? What’s his goal? If you notice during the Joint Training arc, Izuku is feeling pretty confident about his progress. He’s rather happy and feeling blessed, and he is making leaps and bounds with base power OFA.

AFO can’t have that. He can’t allow the Ninth Holder to become too emotionally stable, or else he’d have a stronger will. So by somehow activating Blackwhip, AFO makes Izuku feel like he hasn’t made any progress with his quirk at all. During the evaluations, Izuku mentions that he still needs a lot to work on, and while not all of it is visible, with the way he behaves, it’s pretty evident that his self-confidence has taken a rather large hit.

But, wait! If AFO had tampered with OFA during the JT arc, paving the way to unlocking the rest (like he’d also done during the War arc when he tried to ‘steal’ it then), then wouldn’t AFO be sabotaging himself since he’d be making Izuku a more formidable opponent?

Sure. Except that the quirks inside OFA are mostly useless when it comes to the mental part of the fighting. The only thing they’re useful for is for the current Holder to be able to play keep-away in the physical realm. And AFO could easily just find counters for those through his work on Tomura.

You know how else the situation becomes advantageous for AFO? With every quirk unlocked, Izuku’s goalposts keep on getting away from him, and Izuku will always feel like he isn’t ready or prepared enough. Izuku will push and push himself to master OFA to its fullest, to become more powerful, at the cost of his mental/emotional stability and physical wellbeing as he wears himself down.

And every time Izuku grew more powerful, and became more ‘OP,’ he is burdened with all the aforementioned setbacks that came with it. He could be the most powerful person in the world, but it’s all for naught if he doesn’t take care of himself. This plan is both a high risk and high reward on AFO’s part, and as of the moment, with a bloody Izuku staggering all over, AFO is visibly reaping these high rewards.

PHASE 2: Post-Tartarus Breakout

He’s going to toy with Izuku until Izuku fucking breaks. What follows is his series of actions that instills the desired responses from Midoriya Izuku. Let’s see how the master manipulator plays this game of chess, shall we?

Izuku’s plan: Reach out to villains and try to save them.

AFO’s counter: Kill off those who turn their back against villainy and/or acknowledge Izuku as a true hero.

Izuku’s resulting response: Stop reaching out to villains. Gain an instant victory and move on.

After all, what do you get when you block a hero from showing sympathy? You get an unfeeling living weapon.

---

Izuku’s plan: Work with the top pro heroes to bring down AFO.

AFO’s counter: Make plans that will serve to highlight how the top pros are just slowing Izuku down. (e.g. Making moves while it’s raining, so as to divide them, but also to bring out No. 1 Hero Endeavor’s "slowness" in the rain. Nope, I don’t think that’s a throwaway line at all.)

Izuku’s resulting response: Grows more reckless, often leading the charge.

---

Izuku’s plan: Track AFO down.

AFO’s counter: Lead them to dead-ends. Or when they do supposedly reach something, endanger them.

Izuku’s resulting response: His tunnel vision worsens, as he grows more desperate.

---

Izuku’s plan: All Might following him around is okay since it would help All Might from worrying so much, and Izuku could simultaneously keep an eye on and protect All Might.

AFO’s counters: There are a lot to really fuck with this bond, damn you AFO.

Taint that passing the torch memory of ‘You’re Next.’

Declare that All Might no longer interests him. Liar. He outright stated before that he’s one for keeping a grudge

Send another assassin to Izuku [Underlying Message: You yourself are a walking danger zone to those whom you dearly care for.]

Izuku’s resulting response:

Interpret that memory of ‘You’re Next’ as taking up the position of being AFO’s shiny new plaything, and therefore supposedly sparing All Might from the torment (Unfortunately, making Izuku push AM away is just part of the torment ;A;)

Think that AM is no longer in the direct line of fire as long as AFO focuses on Izuku

Finally, push his last line of morale support away, and completely isolate himself.

Btw, I wonder how All Might feels about Izuku using Nana's quirk to get away from him.

---

The suffering doesn’t end.

Izuku’s plan: Save people.

AFO’s counters: (possibly offscreen) Send more villains and assassins to torment Izuku some more with the knowledge that he can’t save them. Sending villains out also puts innocents in danger.

Izuku’s resulting response: He won’t stop for anything. He won’t sleep, won’t eat, won’t slow down. He will always do his best to save as long as someone is in danger.

His body will keep on moving and moving and MOVING on its own.

--- All For One is very effective as a supervillain. He has managed to make the heroes think that his only goal is to capture Izuku alive for his quirk. He has Izuku right where he wants him: dancing to his tune at the palm of his hand, utterly toyed with, left with no escape in sight.

Psychologically vaulted.

PHASE 3

And so, if Izuku is being manipulated to drive himself further and further into self-destruction, what then is there left for All For One to do?

So much more. Because, my god, I think AFO has mastered the art of traumatizing the OFA Holders.

All For One once told All Might, “I will destroy all that you’ve protected.” And boy, is he delivering. He's definitely not done with AM btw.

First, he destroys All Might's image. And he is manipulating Izuku to drive himself to that point. To looking into his absolute worst.

And when that point arrives, AFO will hammer the final nail home.

Something like...

BEHOLD

JAPAN’S SYMBOL OF PEACE.

And oh, how it'll hurt. To see All Might's pride and joy be flaunted about as looking nothing like a hero to the masses, for him to be so utterly humiliated.

"See what I did to All Might's successor."

AFO will be banking upon the possibility that the angry masses will not want to be saved by whom they're tricked into viewing as someone that's the cause of all the pain. Izuku might have the willpower to stay true to his resolve, but with him on the verge of total breakdown, what would happen when he is shunned by the very people he is trying to help?

I once wrote a post about how the current events seem to be a bastardization of Izuku's wildest fantasies: he's working with the top pros, he has the most powerful quirk, and he's working with All Might (whom technically acts as a sidekick to him rn).

AFO has warped all that into a never-ending nightmare. And Izuku...

Izuku is really in need of saving.

Last thoughts:

Let me just say that it shouldn't be a competition about who gets to get through to Izuku. Right now, he’s gonna need all the help he can get, and it can’t be delivered by only one or two people. Saving Izuku is going to be a team effort, a solid support system that sees Izuku as their classmate/friend/student/actual person that they care about. And there’s sufficient space for that.

More hands reaching out means more chances to catch him if he falls.

#bnha #bnha 317 #bnha manga #bnha analysis #bnha meta #all for one #afo #midoriya izuku #all might #toshinori yagi

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babylove176 · 3 years

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Little miss perfect

Santana x reader

So this could turn into a series if you guys like this. This is inspired by the song little miss perfect

(She/ her pronouns)

TW: minor homophobia

Song lyrics are in orange

Thoughts are in italics

Straight hair, straight A's, straight forward

Straight path,

I don't cut corners

I make a point to be on time

Head of the student council

I don't black out at parties

I jam to Paul McCartney

If you ask me how I'm doing

I'll say...

Well, hmm

It's hard being Valerie Hummel. She's "little miss perfect" head cheerleader, on the honor roll, perfect singer, head of the student council. She was everything everyone wanted to be. She has a few close friends, they go by the unholy trinity. That includes Brittany, Quinn, and Santana. The last one is Valerie’s closest friend. They constantly hangout and constantly goof off with each other. With all of this, Valerie still feels like she's missing something.

My parents spoiled me rotten

Often I ask myself, "What did I do?"

To get as far as I've gotten

Considering what Valerie’s life could've been like, bullied, abused, mistreated, she feels very lucky. Unfortunately her brother couldn't say the same. He , and many of his friends, were constantly bullied by Valerie’s friends. She turns a blind eye to it and once in a while will ask why they do that, but they say "because he's a fag," and walk away. Mistreating her brother like that makes her feel really terrible, but Santana is always there to make her feel better and help Kurt out after his attacks.

A pretty girl walks by my locker

My heart gives a flutter

But I don't dare utter a word

'Cause that would be absurd behaviour

For little miss perfect

"Hey Val! Ya miss me?" Santana yelled while passing Valerie’s locker. With that the girl felt butterflies. If only Santana knew. She would never like me if I acted on it. She'd think I'm a freak.

"Hey Santa, of course I missed you I mean we were apart for an hour!" Valerie responds with a dramatic gasp.

"We'll come on we have Cheerios practice. If coach Sylvester finds us late I'll be tortured for an hour!" The Latina drags her best friend down the hall with her.

"Why won't I get tortured too?" Valerie asks with mock sadness.

"Because you're little miss perfect now hurry your perfect ass up!" Santana responds while booping the porcelain girl's nose.

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

No, I can't risk falling off my throne

Valerie wanted so badly to grab Santana and kiss her passionately, but that would be social suicide for both girls.

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Love is something I don't even know

Valerie’s only ever had one boyfriend, and now he's her step brother. So how could she conclude she liked girls. She's never sexually touched a girl, never kissed a girl, nothing. She had no idea what she was doing.

Straight hair

Everyone wanted to look like Valerie

Straight A's

Everyone wanted to be as smart as Valerie

Straight forward

Everyone wanted Valerie’s confidence

Straight girl

Everyone liked that Valerie liked ONLY boys

Little miss perfect

That's me

Valerie wasn't the little miss perfect everyone thought she was.

One night my friend stayed over

After Cheerios practice, the girls all went to the showers.

"Hey Val. You busy tonight?" Her best friend asked

"Nah, why you want to come over?"

"Of course. I'll be over at...6?"

"Perfect see you then."

We laughed, and drank and ordered

Something about her drew me in

What? It's totally platonic

At 6, as promised, Santana pulled into the drive way.

"Hey girl missed you so much!" Valerie responded.

"Oh what it's only been a few hours."

"Oh now you don't miss me?" Both girls laugh at this. Santana had brought her bag to the Hummel girl’s room.

"Hey I brought something special for tonight..." Santana said while pulling out some alcohol.

"SATANA! WE ARE TOO YOUNG" the “perfect” girl screams, "plus my family is here," she says quieter.

"Oh relax your whole family is out, besides your nerdy brother... sorry,"

"Fine. But if I drink you're paying for the pizza." Valerie snaps, but takes a swig of Santana's drink. While Santana is on the phone, Valerie can't help but stare at the gorgeous girl in front of her. It's not weird to think my best friend is pretty. I'm sure Santana also thinks I'm pretty. The girl thought.

That night was so exciting

Her smirks were so enticing

Hours speed by like seconds

Then, what happens is iconic

Both girls were a little drunk when the food arrived, so they made Kurt open the door and pay the pizza man. Both girls continued to play around in their drunken state, but Valerie couldn't help but notice Santana's smirks. I've only ever seen her give the looks to boys rigjt before she asked them out. Valerie thought, but shook that out. Eventually the girls calmed down a little, mostly because Kurt yelled at them, and decided to go back to Valerie’s room.

"Woah!" Valerie yelled

"What!"

"It's 12! It feels like you just got here," to which Santana nodded in agreement.

She takes a sip, I bite my lip

"Pass me the beer," Santana demands.

Valerie hands it over and watches as Santana took a big gulp. That was hot she thought she while bitting her lip.

She tells a joke, I nearly choke

"Did you see Rachel Berry's new video?" Santana asked out of the blue.

"No. Was it bad?" Valerie asked while taking a sip of her beer

"She sounded fine, but her outfit. Ugh. She looked like her blind grandma dressed her." She says laughing.

This makes Valerie gasp and start to choke on her drink. This makes Santana only laugh harder, which makes Valerie try to laugh harder (which makes her only choke more). By time this finished, but girls were a mess...

She braids my hair, I sit there

Blacking out for the first time

"I want to try this hairstyle on you I think it would look good," Santana says while showing Valerie the picture of a fishtail braid on her phone.

"Oh ok."

With that the Latina got to work on the porcelain girls hair. Valerie trying not to think about how close the two girls were. This ultimately fails and she starts to pass out from happiness and anxiety for what she was about to do...

Next thing I know I lose control

I finally kiss her

Valerie couldn't control herself. The alcohol, the adrenaline, the fact that their faces were inches apart. Little miss perfect snapped. She did what she wanted to do for months. She looked at Santana and slowly brought her lips to the other girls. At first Santana gasped from shock, but she slowly got into the kiss. Eventually the two girls were making out completely. It would've turned to more...

but oh no

I see a face in my window

The girls heard a little knock coming from the window. They both snapped their heads up to see Jacob Ben Israel filming them making out.

"Post that and I will go all Lima heights on your ass!" Santana screamed.

"Oh I'm sorry, but news is news. It airs tomorrow morning." He replies and runs away laughing, but both girls distantly hear, “who would’ve thought Valerie Hummel and Santana Lopez were secret lesbian lovers? I’m sure Valerie gets it from her fag brother, but Santana?”

Santana was about to run after him until Kurt ran into the room seeing his sister crying and one of the most popular girls at school yelling out a window.

"What the hell happened!" Kurt yelled while walking to his sister to comfort her.

"That little Jewish twerp came and filmed Val and I kissing," when she saw Kurts confused face she replied with, "oh you didkt tell him you were-"

"-Kurt" Valerie interrupted, "Santana and I just kissed because I like her. I said it. I like girls." This caused Santana to say a quick "me too" before Kurt looked at them in pity.

"Well I'm afraid tjay when that tape goes out, it might not be pretty. People will look at you different trust me. I've felt that my whole life. You'll get used to it I promise. Everyone who throws hate at you will end up working for you one day," Kurt says with a chuckle. "I love both of you and support this all the way. Many others won't, but you have a whole community backing you both up. Somedays people will just suck, but you’ll get through it. You’re both some of the strongest people I know.” Kurt says while walking out the room.

————————the following Monday————————

The video of Valerie and her girlfriend had been out for two days now. Did some people drop them? Yes. Did it hurt? A lot. Do they still have many in their corner? Hell yes. Kurt, and most of their other friends, Valerie’s family (and some of Santana’s), and the glee club are always there. when Valerie had a slushee thrown at her, or when former little miss perfect and Santana got bombarded by guys to kiss in front of them, even just when they can't handle the stress people give them for their sexuality. Valerie couldn't wish for a better girlfriend, and Santana felt the same way.

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xpao-bearx · 3 years

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《Original post here》

Part 2 HERE

SUMMARY: [Supernatural TWD AU] In which Negan is a kinky incubus, Rick Grimes is your secret guardian angel, and Daryl Dixon is a gruff monster/demon hunter. Three drastically different men who can only agree on one thing: making you theirs.

PAIRINGS: Reader x Negan, Reader x Rick Grimes, Reader x Daryl Dixon (Polyamorous Ships)

RATING: Mature/18+/Romance & Smut. Please be prepared and do NOT report.

NOTE: This is actually my first time ever writing an xReader story series as well as writing on Tumblr (I usually only write on Wattpad). As such, it probs won't be perfect though I would SERIOUSLY appreciate your *respectful* feedback and support!

I understand writing xReader content can get a lil tricky, so please just keep in mind that not everything Y/N says or does would be something that you'd do IRL or even approve of. Also, sometimes I may not help but put a teeny bit of myself in Y/N...

Lastly, I recently got back into the TWD fandom after a looong ass time and I'm taking a while re-watching the whole show. So I apologize in advance if my portrayal of any of the characters are rusty or I may not remember too much of the events from the show, but I promise to do my very best and hope y'all enjoy~!! \(^o^)/

DEDICATED TO: The wonderful @blccdyknuckles and @negans-attagirl 💖

"Heavenly Sins"

Part 1

The sounds of laughter and easygoing chatter filled your ears as you walked closer to the church, a light breeze blowing through your F/C floral dress and the sun blinding your eyes. It was Sunday, most residents of the small town of Alexandria having gathered for mass.

It was a day like any other; peaceful and happy, children giggling and chasing each other around as their parents socialized outside before church could start.

Your heels clacking rhythmically on the pavement, you were just about to enter the building before a familiar voice called out.

"Y/N!"

Spinning, a huge smile instantly reached your ears as you saw none other than Carl Grimes waving enthusiastically at you as he jumped out of a car. From the driver's seat, his father soon followed as he stepped out.

Rick Grimes--dedicated sheriff of this fine town. His usual uniform forgone, instead replaced with a casual navy coloured suit. His baby blues met your E/C, flashing you a bright smile of his own that rivalled the sun itself.

Carl was running towards you now, and once in front he gave you a big hug.

"Settle down, cowboy! It's as if you haven't seen me in forever." You chuckled, ruffling Carl's hair affectionately.

"That's 'cause it did feel like forever." Carl pouted, eventually letting go as he looked up at you.

Before you can reply, Rick patted Carl's head and greeted you. "Hey, Y/N. How are things?" He asked in that endearing Southern accent of his.

"Just fine." You nodded, grinning before you couldn't help but let your gaze wander around a bit. "No Judith?"

It was then that Rick's smile faltered, but just barely. You nearly didn't catch it. "No. She's with her mom."

Rick was divorced from his ex-wife, Lori, after he discovered her cheating on him with his also now ex-bestfriend Shane Walsh. After the divorce, Shane and Lori quickly moved to the neighbouring community of Woodbury together and agreed on joint custody of the kids.

It really made your blood boil; you've interacted with Lori only a few times before so you didn't really have much of an opinion on her...that is, until, you learned what had happened between her and Rick. You knew it wasn't any of your business, but you cared about Rick a lot and he sure as hell didn't deserve to get cheated on.

"Oh." Was all you could say, quite stupidly. Your cheeks reddened, mentally slapping yourself before clearing your throat. "Will I see her in the daycare tomorrow, though?" You were a daycare teacher and even though you loved all of the kids, Judith was your favourite. She was simply such a sweetheart.

Rick nodded, his smile softening. "You got it."

You couldn't continue the conversation as the bells rang, making you jump out of your skin. Carl, noticing this, laughed which made you playfully roll your eyes before slinging an arm around him as all of you went inside.

♡♡♡

You took your place near the back of the church with Carl and Rick. Once everyone was settled and done singing, the service began and Father Gabriel stood on top of the podium. A few minutes into his sermon, the interruption of a motorcycle revving loudly outside sliced through the air. Gabriel flinched in surprise, and it was obvious he was desperately trying to keep his cool. Finally, when it was silent again, you found yourself biting back a smile knowing all too well who had caused the ruckus.

It seems Rick knew, too, judging from how his jaw clenched and his hands turned into tight fists.

The doors were thrown open, making Gabriel flinch once more and some of the congregation turning in the pews to look. But poor Gabriel quickly fumbled with his Bible, raising his voice just a tad to regain their attention.

There was a low whistle accompanying the approaching footsteps, but the congregation did their damn hardest to ignore the latest visitor.

"Damn... I assumed the church would be a lot more welcoming than this." A husky voice whispered, and you at last couldn't hold back as a smile broke through.

"Negan." You whispered back, turning slightly in your seat to see he has taken the spot behind you. His leather clad arms lackadaisically resting on your chair, the musky scent of his cologne invading your senses oh so wonderfully. "Fancy seeing you here."

"What? Is it really that surprising, darlin'?" He grinned, presenting a row of perfectly straight white teeth. "I go to church."

"Not all the time." You pointed out.

"Ah..." He chuckled softly, hazel eyes twinkling. "That's 'cause Father Creepy McGee over there is just that. Creepy. As. Shit."

You bit the inside of your cheeks, suppressing your laughter. True, Gabriel did have his moments, but he wasn't that bad. That didn't change the fact that Negan knew exactly how to tickle your funny bone, though.

He was new to Alexandria. It was a lovely town, but since it was relatively small not a lot of people want to move here not unless it was families looking for their children to grow up in a safe environment. Which was why it was quite a shock to find out that a single man like Negan chose this destination, and even more so when he took everyone aback with his infamous pottymouth and rather inappropriate charisma.

He had moved just a couple of houses down from yours, and you made it your mission to befriend him. Right from the get-go, he had piqued your interest and curiousity. He was different from everyone else--even possessing an air of mystery about him--and that definitely intrigued you. And also, perhaps you were just too nice and didn't want him to feel outcasted. Although, that didn't seem like an issue to him at all.

"Want one?" You were brought back to reality when you saw Negan's hand outstretched with a pack of cigarettes.

"Dude, we're in church." You reprimanded, frowning.

Negan didn't say anything, only cocking a brow and still with that same shit-eating grin. You sighed, finally giving in as you swiftly grabbed one and stashed it away in your purse for later.

"Y/N." You turned to the left, Rick's icy gaze piercing you. "Pay attention."

"R-Right. Sorry..." You mumbled sheepishly.

Carl, who was sitting in the middle of you and Rick, had dozed off. Rick nudged him, but the brunette only groaned softly and snuggled into Rick's chest. Defeated, the sheriff sighed and was just about to listen again to Gabriel before Negan cut in.

"Rick!" Negan purposely raised his voice, knowing it would get a rise out of the other man. "Didn't even see ya there. Howdy, cowboy!"

Rick grimaced, and it looked like he was just going to ignore Negan though he knew that if he did that then Negan would just irritate him even further. "Good to see you, Negan." He forced himself to say.

"Only you can say that while giving me such a deadly side eye, Grimes." Negan snickered. "How have you been? How's the wife?"

Rick flushed, his fists in a tight ball again and it looked like his nails would be digging into his skin. You abruptly swung into action, placing a hand on Rick's own.

"Rick..." You said gently. "It's okay. Calm down."

Rick did, his shoulders drooping as if a heavy weight had been lifted. He can barely pay any attention to Gabriel now, then you suddenly stood up and grabbed Negan's arm.

"We need to talk. Now."

"What, we going for a quickie?" Negan smirked, but that soon faded when he saw your serious expression. He sighed dramatically, reaching his full height as he towered over you before following you out.

At this point, you didn't care if people saw what transpired or would even start gossiping. No one, not even Negan, was allowed to harass Rick. He has helped you through so much shit--more than you'd like to admit--and you at least owed him this much.

Once outside, next to where Negan parked his motorcycle, you exploded. "What the fuck is with you?! You leave Rick alone, or I swear to fucking Christ I will--"

"Woah, woah, woah! Hold your horses, missy!" Negan guffawed, his hands up in mock surrender. "I mean, I like 'em feisty, but goddamn! Watch your fucking language."

"Tch. You're one to talk."

"Did you just scoff at me?" He raised his brows, putting his hands in his pockets as he slowly drew closer to you. A devilish grin tugged at the corners of his mouth, tilting his head slightly. "No one's ever fucking scoffed at me and didn't regret it soon after."

You frowned, letting out a huff as you met his gaze challengingly. "As if you'd do anything to me."

He was silent for several moments before chuckling, leaning back against his motorcycle. "You're right. I have too much of a soft spot for ya." He pulled out a cigarette, lighting it then taking a drag. He drew his head upwards, puffing out the smoke. "Whaddya say we just forgive and forget? I truly am sorry. You can even tell Rick that I am metaphorically down on my goddamn knees begging for forgiveness~"

"I'm not forgiving or forgetting anything until you actually face Rick and apologize yourself." You muttered. And without another word, you spun on your heel and strutted back inside the church with your head held high.

Negan's intent stare lingered where your ass had just been, taking another long drag and letting out a small laugh to himself.

His eyes suddenly glowed a crimson red, a smirk playing on his lips.

Oh, he really did pick a GREAT one.

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lovinkiri · 4 years

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Kinktober 2020, Day Seven

Denki Kaminari x Reader x Hitoshi Shinsou

Warning: Smut, Brainwashing/hypnosis, DD/LG, Overstimulation?, Degradation, Oral (Giving).

This was supposed to just be Denki but I couldn't help it lol

Art does not belong to me. If you find the artist, please let me know.

Denki sighed as he made his way home. He'd had a bad day and it showed. He'd been fighting villians back to back, no one really respected him at the agency he worked at, he didn't get the chance to have lunch, and he was even laughed at by civilians. And not just children, their parents too. He couldn't help getting his brain getting fried, he had to protect a little girl!

He quickly unlocked his door and rushed into his apartment, wanting to see his girl and his lovable boyfriend. And there you sat on the couch, in the Chargebolt lingerie he bought you, looking beautiful as always. Of course, Shinsou wasn't off of work, but he'd be home soon.

You looked look from the TV and smiled, jumping up and running over. You hugged him and he stumbled back causing the door to slam a bit. "Hey, babygirl. Guess you missed me?" He grinned. You giggled and pecked his lips. "Only all day." You hummed.

You gently pulled him to the couch. "There's a movie I really wanna watch with you!" You grinned. Before you could get him to sit, he stopped. "Alright, alright. First, did you do your chores?" He nodded towards a chart that stayed posted on the front door. You slowly nodded. "Of course I did."

Of course you didn't.

Well, in your defense, you did most of them! It was your turn to do dishes and you did that. You cleaned the living room, as Denki took responsibility for the kitchen and you alternated with the bathroom. You checked the mail. You just.. Didn't clean your stuffies and clothes off the floor. And well.. There was another rule you broke, but surely he'd never know right?

Well, Denki must have noticed your hesitance because he walked off and started to look around. You stayed put and just waited for-

"Y/n, baby! Come in the bedroom?"

For that. He always spoke so understandingly. And he was understanding! He never truly got angry with you. But you knew you were in for punishment. And in the pit of your stomach, you felt the slight excitement.

You stood and took your time going to the bedroom. Denki looked at the stuffed animals and clothing strewn everywhere. He gave you a look, smirking. "Really, baby?" He crossed his arms. You clasped your hands behind your back and looked down pouting, something you knew made Denki soften up a bit. "Sorry Daddy.. I was playing with them and trying to find out what to wear for you today."

Lies. You were just looking at all your clothes and toys, then you heard your favorite show come on and unconsciously abandoned the mess. You'd just lost track of time and forgot. Well, you forgot until you heard him mention chores.

Even so, Denki's heart nearly popped from his chest at seeing your pout. He was just about to shower you in forgiveness when you both heard a deep chuckled from the doorway. You turned your heads to find Shinsou standing there, a lazy smirk on his face. "Nice try, Kitten. You can't trick me though."

You laughed nervously as Hitoshi approached. "What do you mean? Sir, I'd never- Eek!" You yelped as his palm came down on your ass. "Kitten. You know better than to lie." He rose an eyebrow. You felt yourself blush darkly and bit your lip. "I-I.."

Before you could finish, Denki was behind you. "You tried to trick me again? Naughty girl. You know, Toshi, she lied about her chores too." You could hear the grin. Denki knew that Hitoshi never faltered. There was no tricking him.

Hitoshi took your chin between his fingers and tilted your head up. "Is that so? Then you know the drill, Kitten. Get in the bed." He jerked his head towards the bed. You slowly walked over climbed into bed, laying in the middle. Denki sat on one side of you as Hitoshi took his place on the other. Their eyes roamed your barely clothed body, their gazes becoming predatory.

Hitoshi hummed softly. "You ready to submit?" He mumbled, his voice deepening slightly. You pressed your thighs together. "Yes, Sir." You squeaked. He smirked and you slowly fell into a calm stillness. It was as if you were zoned out, but you were so focused. Your senses were dulled, but also sharpened. Your body wasn't your body. You loved this feeling, the feeling of completely putting yourself into your lover's hands.

You felt Denki's hands work on your bra, getting it off with a few failed tries. "Let's see those tits, huh?" He grinned. He tossed the bra aside. Hitoshi gave a smirk and gently massaged at one breast as Denki took the other in his mouth, using a free hand to work his pants down.

You gasped, the only thing you being able to do is make some noises. Denki moaned softly as he suckled your perky nipple. He knew how much both you and Hitoshi loved it when he moaned like that.

Hitoshi groaned and gripped Denki by the hair, lifting his head and kissing him roughly. You whined softly at the sight. You could watch them make out all day, but it sure didn't help the aching between your legs. Denki seemed to notice, as his hand found their way into your panties. He gently pressed his finger into your clit and drew small circle into it. You whimpered at the sudden pleasure.

Shinsou and Denki pulled away from their lip lock, Denki grinning. "Mm.. Someone enjoyed the show. She's soaked." Denki slid two fingers between your folds, teasing your slit up and down to collect your juices. He pulled them away and held them up for Hitoshi.

Hitoshi smirked and took Denki's fingers into his mouth, gently sucking on them. He gave a small hum of approval and you watched as Denki blushed lightly.

Slowly pulling Denki's fingers from his lips, Hitoshi looked down at you. "Fuck.. You're ready, huh? Well, you should give Denki a proper apology then." The hypnotic feeling slowly wore off and you looked at Denki. "I'm sorry, Daddy, I-I'll be good, I won't lie, I'll do my chores.." You whimpered.

Denki smiled and undid his pants, squirming a bit to pull out his hard cock. "Prove it then." He grinned. You rolled on your stomach to put your elbows on either side of his thighs. You slowly licked up his cock, making him hiss quietly. "Fuck, Y/n.."

Hitoshi smacked your ass and you moaned quietly, taking the tip into your mouth. Denki gently pushed you down by the back of your head, pushing inch by inch into your mouth. Hitoshi sat himself on the back of your thighs and pumped his cock a few times before pushing into your pussy.

You moaned around Denki, slowly bobbed your head. Hitoshi put his hands on either side of you, starting off with slow, deep strokes. "You like that, Kitten? One cock stuffing your mouth, the other stuffing your sopping cunt?" He groaned as you tightened suddenly. You gave a muffled "Mhm" and Denki bit his lip. "Shit, Toshi, keep talking.."

He chuckled. "You both like that? What about you, Denki? You gonna want your mouth full too?" He teased. Denki whined and nodded. You squirmed slightly, wanting Hitoshi to go faster. He got the message and quickened his pace. His hips snapped against ass harshly and your eyes rolled back. "Who knew two kitties could be so slutty?" He groaned.

You couldn't focus on moving your head too much, so Denki took charge. Gripping your hair, his hips quickly bucked into your mouth. It was messy, drool and precum dripping onto his lap, but it felt so good.

You looked up at Denki and moaned around him. Hitoshi's cock pushed against that sweet spot inside of you over and over again. He knew exactly what he was doing, feeling your pussy flutter around him. "We're going to fill- Ngh, every fucking dirty hole of yours, shit." He groaned. Denki watched you and panted. "Didn't know you were such a messy eater, baby." His eyes lidded.

You felt that knot in your stomach tighten. You knew it was about to come undone. Your whimpers and whines, though muffled, became louder. Shinsou grinned cockily. "You gonna cum? Go on. Do it for us."

You whined loudly and came. They didn't let up though. They were close too, so you wouldn't mind just a big of overstimulation right?

Hitoshi closed his eyes feeling you practically pull him back in. Your body shook as he continued to abuse your g-spot relentlessly. Denki let his head fall back. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He moaned out, pushing you against his hips. You gagged harshly and swallowed what you could. He panted softly and pulled you off of his cock. You gasped for air and whimpered, unable to talk from Denki's cock hitting the back of your throat.

Hitoshi groaned. "Gonna cum, shit.." He mumbled. You whined and squirmed against him, urging him. "You want me to fill this cunt? You want my cum? Alright. Then take it like a good girl." His thrusts became erratic and you gripped at Denki's jeans, who gently pet you and mumbled words of encouragement. "You're doing so good, Y/n. Taking his cock so well. So fuckin proud.." He smiled. You whined and tilted your head up to look at him.

Hitoshi suddenly bottomed out inside of you, groaning as he filled your cunt completely. You gasped and Denki urged you to keep eye contact. "F-Fuck, Sir.." You choked, your words aimed at Hitoshi. Denki held your cheeks. "That's right, look at me.."

Hitoshi panted and leaned down to whisper in your ear. "We're far from done.."

Denki grinned. "My turn now."

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"Did you just kiss me?"

pairing: Kaidan Alenko x Rebecca Shepard; set (slightly) post-ME1; word count: 1164

Kaidan couldn't put into words the overwhelming sense of relief he had felt when Rebecca Shepard had appeared out of the wreckage of the council chamber. The whole area had been reduced to a war zone after everything was said and done. With Saren and Sovereign destroyed, their Geth allies had either been routed or retreated. But in that moment none of it had mattered except for the visage of the woman who was much more than a CO to him.

The smile she had shot him in front of the search team could have rivaled a sun. Most had taken it as simply being happy to be alive, but the Lieutenant knew better. It had been because they were both alive.

Now as he sat in the Med bay of the Alliance HQ on the Citadel, the L2 allowed his shoulder to be looked over once again. Dislocated. Nothing more then what the first medic had said. But Anderson had assisted on a more thorough checkup. That examination had turned out to reveal he had some bruised ribs as well.

Shepard, if he'd heard right, had a broken arm and a fractured foot. Garrus had escaped any injury at all. Lucky him.

Kaidan watched as Anderson congratulated the Commander once again on their victory. Waiting to know if he could leave was egged on by his desire to hold her not just see her. Yes she was alive. Yes he had seen her. Yes he had talked to her. But he had yet to touch her. That is what he wanted most. But everything seemed to conspire to prevent that from happening at the moment.

Another nurse came over to him, handing him a datapad with his pain medication prescription, his orders for light duty, and what he should do if he experienced any complications. The nurse was kind enough to go into painstakingly detailed explanations as Kaidan lost sight of Shepard. Sighing he realized that the nurse was merely doing his job, but the Lieutenant knew how to read the fine print and was a field medic himself. Finally the nurse felt left, leaving Alenko waiting for clearance to leave and head back to the Normandy.

Kaidan attempted to maintain an uninterested facade as he brought up his omni-tool, skimming through news feeds covering the battle he had just been engaged in. Battle the Citadel they had already dubbed it. And Shepard? She was already labeled the Savior of the Citadel. ANN was calling for metals and awards for all involved at the same time they questioned how it could have occurred in the first place.

How indeed, Kaidan thought. It happened because those in power were too proud to admit they were wrong and that they thought they could correct their mistakes without the help of those who had discovered it in the first place. But now they owed Shepherd and the Alliance their lives. Of course they pushed for public recognition of them, hoping to over shadow their mistakes. Kaidan had seen it before. Hell, he had lived through it as he became a recognizable biotic serving in the Alliance, a stable L2 doing his duty to protect humanity. While he didn't agree with everything the Alliance PR machine had done concerning him, he knew he was doing his personal best to show biotics and non-biotics that their abilities were nothing to be afraid of.

He barely perceived the dissipation of noise around him as he skimmed the reports and official statements being broadcast by various governments. There would be political fallout from all this somehow. He just wasn't exactly sure where that would put the Commander and the crew the Normandy.

Through the orange glow of his omni-tool the Sentinel saw Rebecca Shepard hobbling towards him. He glanced up, unable to hide the broad grin he knew spread across his face. “Bec—I mean Commander. Shouldn't you be sitting down or something?”

“I thought I'd sneak over to see how my Lieutenant is doing while all our medical friends were consulting with Anderson,” Shepherd replied with a mischievous grin.

Kaidan watched as she came to a stop in front of him. He moved over gesturing for her to take a seat. Shepard gave him a look of thanks as she began moving slowly to sit but not before she planted a tender kiss on his lips.

The Lieutenant froze as she sat beside him a groan of relief escaping her as she did. What had she—would she have—and in view of others ... His mind refused to form a coherent thought as he heard the Commander giggle beside him.

“Did I break my Lieutenant?” she teased, bumping him lightly with her good arm.

Her Lieutenant. He liked the sound of that more and more each time he heard it. He would ever admit out loud except to her. Finally he turned to her and asked very quietly, “Did you just kiss me?”

Shepard chuckled. “If you have to ask I suppose I didn't do it right.”

“What? No you –“

She hushed him before they drew any unwanted attention. “You're gonna get us in trouble,” she hissed.

“The Savior of the Citadel? With a moniker like that you won't be in trouble for a while,” Kaidan said with a grin.

“Is that what they are already calling me?” she asked as she gestured to his omni-tool.

He nodded. “Afraid so. You’re a hero. Again …and a celebrity this time.”

Shepard sighed deeply as she muttered, “All I want to do—what I really want to do is disappear on shore leave.”

Kaidan heard the weariness in her voice, saw the exhaust exhaustion in her posture. She needed a break, a place to decompress where she could be Becca not the Commander. He had such a place, but he had never taken anyone there. He had never wanted to. Until now.

“Hey, Becca?”

She perked up at the use of his nickname for her. “When all this is over, I know a place or for that.”

“What? Disappearing or shore leave?”

“Both.”

“Kaidan, what –“

“Trust me,” he said almost pleadingly.

“I do,” she said simply as Anderson came into view. “You say when and where, and I'll be there.”

Alenko nodded in surprises as Anderson gave them both a knowing look but spoke about how things were going to proceed instead. He only half listened. He'd read the brief back on the Normandy. In the meantime, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of shore leave with Becca at his cabin.

And the memory of the surprise kiss she just bestowed on him. A memory of what they had already shared and a promise of what was yet to come.

Commander to most. Savior of the Citadel to those who would come to know her. Shepherd to those that did. Becca to him.

She was many things to many people, but she would always be Becca to him.

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