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rin-and-jade · 10 months

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hey I'm from the same system as 🌺, and I wanna add some stuff because unlike her I'm not blind to the abuse.

we are homeschooled so when the verbal abuse happened there wasn't anywhere else to escape to, I remember I used to literally hide behind things when I was younger.

I didn't learn to read until I was 10, and I'm dyslexic and autistic and dyspraxic and dyscalculic. so I absolutely suffered in academics for basically my whole life, my mother used to sit down with me and watch me stare at the work in front of my face and then yell at me because I didn't do it. or I messed up, or any slew of things fuck.

I was undiagnosed for autism for literally most of my life, I only got diagnosed when I was 13-14. so for a long long part of my childhood I was berated, yelled at, given the silent treatment, not comforted when I needed it and other stuff.

this is definitely because of her upbringing, and generational trauma. she's better now, but the damage has been done. and if I ever tried to bring this shit up now she'd just call me a liar, she loves to call me a liar.

after I learned how to read, I basically had to learn how to spell and write myself. I preferred it that way, because every time she try's to teach me stuff it always ended with me crying and her yelling.

oh I didn't even mention all the "talks" she has given me, basically telling me to "shape up, you're not doing anything with your life." when I have no freedoms? the digiverse is my only freedom, has been since I was a kid. I try to talk to her about my interests and she waves me away, though its gotten better. I still am not sure about her claims.

I literally can't go out by myself, I'm 17. I'm literally going to be 18 in a couple months and I've to this day never been on a trip somewhere on my own, I know I'm a bit oblivious at times. but I've always wanted that in my life.

maybe I'll get it now when I go to Tafe in person, and meet people. god I fucking hope.

I went through a lot of medical trauma from being hospitalised as a 6 month old because hot tea spilled on me, to asthma hospitalisations and more.

all under the age of 10 mind you, I've always been the "problem" child. mostly because of all my medical issues, and developmental issues. my addiction to YouTube, and screens in general. is it an addiction when it's literally the only thing that stops me from bursting into tears?

I didn't have friends for most of my life, and the ones I did. I only saw them at most once a week, most of the time it was once or twice a month until they grew tired of me.

I've had nice things, but all I really wanted was someone to listen to me. I used to literally wish everyday for most of my life, its only stopped now because I have AN ACTUAL FRIEND. and I'd kill everyone and then myself for him literally. (I'm referencing a meme)

but I was lonely most of my life, I love my siblings but its just not the same. I couldn't share my thoughts and feelings because they'd just tell mother.

once I had a friend group on this game, Cat game (that's literally what they are called.) and I was happy. a bit stressed because of drama, but it was nice to have someone who listened and cared.

I'm tempted to go back, but I just can't risk it. my family thought they were groomers, those people were more likely to be groomed then be groomers. I'm not dumb, I still feel bad for my abrupt departure.

but at least they know I loved them dearly, if like I mentioned any of my moots. or the fact I talk so outwardly on the internet they'd ban me actually ban me forever. and I can't let go of my one healthy coping mechanism.

I don't think I could ever tell them shit about my mental state, especially after the shit show that was lena trying to get us actual help. I still want to go to therapy and a psychiatrist, but I'm worried I'm just going to be abused verbally and emotionally more.

and right now, it's way less.

if they knew I considered myself trans, or supported nonbinary people or just most of the different gender identities. they'd tell me I'm wrong and they would have seen it, or that nonbinary people are doing it for attention.

why the fuck would I do any of this shit for that? I want your unconditional love, and support for my struggles. not that fake bullshit!

I have problems and I just want to help them, and nothing I do is good enough. I'm this disappointment half the time.

there was this one time. (maybe more) when my little brother was having a meltdown, and screaming. my mother's blood was boiling honestly, and she was yelling at him to "SHUT UP" "STOP CRYING FOR FUCKS SAKE" and such. she threatened to pull over and leave him on the road, a common threat of her's. and when his screams and cries got louder, she pulled over into this parks parking. and told him either he was to "SHUT UP, OR GET OUT." he didn't and he got out of the car, or was taken. either way he was outside of the car, I was crying and telling my mother to "STOP" and let him back in, I was 7-8 when this happened. and he must have been 3-4, and my little brother was crying and crying. and my mother had enough of the insubordination, and started to drive away. I started screaming then to go back for my brother, *I'm not sure which one it was, but it was one of them. and she kept driving, and driving.

I think she circled the block twice before letting my brother back in, but that was traumatic.

this sorta thing was why when I had my first suidal thought it was to open the car door and fall out, because I couldn't TAKE the verbal abuse that happened in the car.

I had depression I think, I had depression for most of my childhood.

but now, I feel happier. not because of anything that's happened in the real life, but the comfort I got from here. the internet.

there's many many more times I could talk about but I'm tired, I'll tell you more later.

but she's not good, I don't know if she's ever realised. but I just cannot be mad.

from me

Pop

That sure was a long story, read it word by word, i definitely relate to the bad treatment and threats i also got from my own mother. Kind of glad you’re still here and had got better, i witnessed a kid being pulled outside the car and even punched.. not lovely.

Anyway, i care to listen in what you have to say next time, i consider myself a great listener if anyone needs to vent too and whatnot,, and come back next time bro.

- j

#did #actually did #did community #did system #did osdd #dissociative identity disorder #janswersask

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do-ray-mi · 2 years

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Streamer boyfriend (Park Jisung x male reader)

Pairing: NCT Dream Jisung x male reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: swearing, mentions of existing streamers, trans friendly(not really a warning but just letting you know that my precious trans male readers are safe here! As a fellow trans man!)

Summary: Y/n is a popular streamer on twitch, he's also in a secret relationship with NCT Dream member Jisung. The question is, how long will it be a secret?

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"Good evening Cowards!" Y/n opened the stream up with, he calls his viewers cowards since it's a gender-neutral term. His viewers love it for some weird reason.

Can't really expect much from a bunch of mentally ill LGBTQIA+ teenagers with more issues the White House between 2016-2020.

"It's just gonna be me today, I'm gonna fool around in genshin and try to get 100% in Liyue." He said opening up Genshin Impact.

His current team being Hu Tao, Fischl, Sucrose and Noelle.

The thing about Y/n, when he gets frustrated... his vocabulary gets... colourful, If you will.

"This isn't right, I like to be wine and dined before I get FUCKED!!" he yelled as kept getting pummeled by a geo lawachurl.

"WHY DID THE MISSILS SHOOT THAT WAY!?!?! HE FUCKED ME IN THE CORNER!!!" He yelled as he was fighting 3 ruin guards, his Noelle holding on for dear life.

"Childe is fisting me, hold on." He said getting his ass handed to him while fighting Childe, he was asked a question through donations.

""Hey Y/n I was wondering, do you have a significant other?" Quackitysleftbuttcheek, can't believe I just said that, asked." Y/n read the donation after beating Childe.

"... maybe, but you'll never know who~" Y/n teased. Sticking his tongue out.

Chat started whining, Y/n started to feel a bit bad for his mods. He then remembered that Dream(the minecraft youtuber) was modding his chat today, so he felt a little less bad.

"Chat, I will not be introducing him to you. He's too pretty, you would all lose interest in me!" Y/n responded dramatically.

Y/n went back to playing genshin after reading the donos he missed.

While exploring he bumped into a gang of fatui agents... his worst fear.

"Holy fuck, those guys almost made me their bitch! I feel so violated... my poor Hu Tao..." Y/n said running away with Hu Tao who was on life support while the other three were all dead. He knew Hu Tao was stronger with lower HP but didn't wanna risk it.

He forgot to make revival food...

He glanced at chat and saw Dream call him a loser.

"Shut up Dream! You only play Minecraft!" He responded.

He and Dream were close friends but you wouldn't know at first cause of how much they bully each other.

His phone screen lighting up on his desk caught his attention. He went to the Paimon menu thing, excused himself from chat for a second to see the text. He smiled once he saw who It was.

Jijijijibabybaby🐹❤

I'm on my way!!

N/n❤🎮

Awesome!be safe!

Y/n put his phone down and turned to his stream.

"Well chat, looks like I have to end stream now, my boyfriend is on his way! See you next time cowards and remember, when in doubt, arson is always the answer. Bye!!" He said before ending stream and texting Dream to thank him.

He left his office and went to the livingroom. He layed on the couch and started scrolling through twitter, he noticed that he was trending. People trying to find out who he was dating.

People started theorizing, some were thinking it was Eret, some saying it was Dream and there were even a few who were thinking it was tommyinnit(which made him gag, he's 19 while Tommy is 17). He put his phone down with a chuckle. They are so off, it's funny. He suddenly heard jingling noises from his door, he knew it was Jisung trying to unlock the door.

He sat up and walked to the door and opened it only meet Jisung who stood frozen with his arm out holding the keys. They stared at each other for a bit.

"Hey sexy, come here often?" Y/n teased making Jisung chuckle before moving aside to let him in.

"Well yeah, considering the fact I practically live here." Jisung answered, taking off his shoes and putting on a pair of house slippers. He took off the face masks and bucket hat and that's when Y/n noticed the bag of takeout Jisung was holding.

He smiled and grabbed it from his hand before taking it to the kitchen.

Soon after, Jisung walked into the kitchen and wrapping Y/n in his arms from the back. Jisung pressed a peck against his head/shoulder.

Y/n smiled as he started preparing their food. They don't talk a lot, holding each other is kinda like a language in itself for them.

Plus they haven't seen each other face to face in almost 3 weeks so they wanted a moment to enjoy each other's presence.

Jisung and Y/n have been dating for almost 3 years.

Y/n used to be an SM trainee, he was training with Jisung and was actually going to debut in NCT but he left the company, he didn't wanna lose his freedom.

He became a streamer shortly after.

So these two have a lot of history together, from friends to best friends to boyfriends.

"I'm gonna go put on something. Anything specific you wanna watch?" Jisung asked quietly as he rocked them slightly side to side.

"South Park! English with korean subtitles" y/n answered making Jisung sigh a sulk slightly.(idk if South Park has korean subtitles, I don't see why not, but for the sake of the plot.)

"Why did I even bother asking." He said before walking to the livingroom.

After arranging their food and grabbing the chopsticks, Y/n walked into the livingroom and placing the plates on the coffee table in front of the couch before walking back to the kitchen and grabbing their drinks and coming back in.

Jisung was holding Y/n ps4 controller as he searched for South Park, turning it on once he found it and putting down the controller.

They started eating once Y/n sat down.

After eating, the two laid on the couch. Jisung on his back with Y/n's head on his chest.

While Y/n was immersed in the whatever Cartman and Kyle were arguing about again Jisung was playing with the ring on Y/n left middle finger, thinking about good his hand would look with a diamond ring on the fourth finger.

'In a couple more years' Jisung thought to himself. He's already set on spending the rest of his life with Y/n, the boy he considers his soulmate.

Jisung jolted slightly once a thought popped into head, Y/n, who felt the body under him tense slightly, turned his head up to see what was up.

"I just remembered", Jisung said to which Y/n hummed for him to continue, "I got the green light from the higher ups to publicly announce our relationship. Whenever you're ready, of course, there's no rush." He finished.

Y/n sprang up from Jisung's chest and looked down at him with wide eyes. Jisung looked back at him with nothing but love and affection.

"Really!?!?"

"Really really!"

"Can we announce it right now!?!?" Y/n asked, getting excited.

Jisung nodded. His smiled slightly faltered when Y/n climbed off him, he was really liking the view...

Y/n grabbed his phone and opened the camera and started recording himself.

"What's popping cowards!?! You guys are losing your minds trying to figure out who my boyfriend is, well all your theories are wrong. Guys say hello to my boyfriend!" Y/n paused turning to Jisung and gesturing him forward.

Jisung sat up from the couch and walking over to him with a smile, wrapping his arm around Y/n, waving at the camera and nudging his head against his boyfriend's affectionately.

Y/n stopped recording, he turned to Jisung.

"Do you wanna text your manager before I post this?" He asked.

Jisung nodded, "yeah, I'm supposed to do that so that they could make an announcement on both the SM Entertainment twitter and NCT twitter." He said taking out his phone and shoot a quick text to his manager.

Meanwhile, Y/n was typing out his own tweet, attached the video they just took and was only waiting for the green light from Jisung.

After a few minutes, Jisung nodded at Y/n to post it.

And send.

Time for twitter to crash.

The next day, it was chaos! Both good chaos and bad chaos.

Y/n's fans who were also NCTzens were talking about how it feels like some sort of disney crossover cause a lot of them can't comprehend that both Y/n and Jisung exist in the same universe. They seem worlds apart.

Sadly, both Jisung and Y/n were victim to a lot of hate, death threats and judgement. But they knew that was going to happen. Also it doesn't help that kpop fans and dsmp fans were practically sworn enemies.

One of the stalker fans found out where Y/n and tried to break it but was met with Y/n shooting pepper spray in her face.

Safe to say, she never came back.

Things got better after a bit.

Jisung started appearing in Y/n streams. Whether it be cooking, you laugh you lose or the times Y/n had Jisung try horror VR.

They were becoming the internet's It couple.

Time skip to a year later.

The two were still going very strong.

Jisung was joining Y/n on another you laugh you lose stream. When he started joining Y/n streams, he started learning more and more english. Now he's fluent.

He was holding back a grin, he's waiting for a certain video to show on media share as he clutched a small box in his hoodie.

Then it showed up.

A video showed up, it was just 20 seconds with 5 words on display.

Y/n, will you marry me?

#nct x male reader #nct jisung x male reader #nct dream x male reader #nct jisung #park jisung x male reader #no beta we die like men

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streaming-yn · 3 years

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hi! i'd like to request a platonic MtF trans y/n with Wilbur, and i'd also like to say i LOVE your posts. :D

Of course! Thank you for the support anon!! I'm so glad you enjoy my content! :D (also, I'm not sure if this is important to say but; I'm transmasc [writing this was so,, whoa yk? Not in a bad way ofc] so I know what trans stuff I'm talking about! Just flipped the other way around lmao) also!! HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!! Kinda neat I got done with this during pride month I think! enjoy!!

Platonic!cc!Wilbur x MtF!reader

Pronouns: she/they

Other information on the reader:

. Variety streamer

. Minor

. Faceless

. Friends with Wilbur (obviously)

Warnings: hate (gets shut down quickly!), Transphobia (they get put in place tho), cussing

Form: headcanons

Summary: you and Wilbur are best friends! Your MtF trans and that can be really tough but it's okay you can get through it and Wilbur is here to help when you need it :)

Genre: platonic, angst (not a lot, just hate and transphobia but it doesn't last long!), Comfort :), fluff (?)

Abbreviations: y/n -> your name, u/n -> username (on twitch, Twitter, and in games!) (No streamer name for this! You're called by your name!)

You: *starts streaming*

LGBTQ+ Community flocking to you: omg hello my new comfort streamer

Okay but can we talk about your chat during the "starting soon!" Screen? It's kinda funny

Your chat on the waiting screen while you finish setting up stuff:

Hello!!!!

Hey lol *louder than everyone else*

Ahaha y/n you're so cool *trips over my enormous piles of money*

Y/N Y/N I WANT YOU TO KNOW I KNOW HOW TO COOK JUST THOUGHT ID LET YOU KNOW :)

I CAN ALSO CLEAN HAHA NOT SAYING THIS FOR ANY PARTICULAR REASON JUST LETTING YOU KNOW <3

Basically they're all just simps, the whole lot of them

At one time your chat was filled with "🎶yes I do the cooking, yes I do the cleaning🎶" over and over

At one point Wilbur was like um hey?? Guys?? That a little weird?? Y/n's a minor and some of y'all r adults.

Chats quick to reassure that they didn't mean in a disrespectful / creepy way and if you ever were uncomfy with it they would stop (most of them anyway, there's always the little bit of really really weird and creepy chat members, but they'd get banned immediately!)

You said that as long as it was 100% a joke, no adults were saying it, and they didn't actually see you as a girlfriend / wife or whatever else that would be romantic then that's fine! :)

Wilbur banned some people from your chat on that stream because adults were getting mad like "if it's a joke who cares if non-minors say it??" "If everyone can't say it then no one should" "I swear minors just hate adults for no reason!" Etc etc, just insulting your boundaries :\ dumb fucks istg bro

It's okay tho bc they're gone now! Now what're they gonna do? Complain on Twitter?? They gonna get their asses handed to them + multiple reports bc that's creepy as hell

Wilbur hypes up your posts all the time!!!!

You post a pic of yourself and he's like yes!!! Guys look at my best friend!!!!!!

Everyone thinks it's really cute :)

At one time?? Some1 tried cancelling him for pedophilia??? Bc he complemented you?????

You, Wilbur, and other users had to explain that compliments don't equal romantic attraction

Like if you can platonically date someone you can sure as hell platonically compliment someone!!

Y'all's dynamic >>>

Because like, it's loving but you're also asses to each other

Like y'all will hype each other up and call each other best friends and stuff

but at the same time, you tease each other, playfully insult each other, etc

and yeah yeah that's normal friend type stuff but look me in the eyes n tell me the whole of the mcyt fandom / fandoms close to mcyt (ex: someone who's friend with one, someone on the dsmp, etc etc) isn't / aren't obsessed with any friend dynamic, you can't (/nm /lh /hj)

by association you're friends with Tommy, Phil, Quackity, and Charlie! :) you record modded Minecraft videos with them sometimes!!

it's a lot of fun!

also when you join vc tommy starts yelling about how you're a woman!! and women are pog!!!! chat look at my friend who is also a women and she's really pog and you should sub to her and donate and just go check her out

it was great to hear :)

also! during pride month, your subtwt is just like

hey guys <3 guess what <3 y/n is trans and really cool so you should sub and follow and donate <33 and if you don't you're transphobic /j

you make sure to address it and say that as long as they add tone indicators to show they're joking and people aren't actually transphobic for not subbing/etc then it's all good! w/o the tone indicators it can cause major anxiety in some and you don't want that to happen

also only trans people are allowed to make the "sub or you're transphobic" joke because a cis person saying that is a little weird yk

but! they can do it with their own thing! like for example, if a pansexual (using this as an example since I'm pan!) that was a fan of yours was super excited for a sub goal you set up or something

then they could post "gift y/n subs or you're anti-pan/panphobic/ you hate pan people/etc /j" because theyre pan so it's not weird ^^

when you get recognized in public it's usually really positive!! :)

also when you're able to, Wilbur is happy to pay for top/bottom surgery if you want it!!

I'm not sure if I said this but Wilbur's really protective of you! you're like his little sister!

if you have a bad day then call him and you can either talk about it just to vent, talk about it while he give suggestions on how to fix what happened, or just him distracting you from it!

the most often form of distracting that he does is talking with you about things you like to get you to talk about them! he'll steer the convo since you're too stressed to do so but he'll steer it in a direction that you like yk?

(actually though! if youre having an anxiety/panic attack or just a stressful day, get a friend to do this!! it's really helpful and a good way to talk about things you probably don't get to talk about much! it's really helpful and relaxing :)! )

never talks about these phone calls unless you talk about them first, also doesn't give any information away that you haven't already said! h knows it's hard to be vulnerable and wants you to feel safe opening up to him :)

and what I mean by "doesn't give any information away that you haven't already said" is that like let's say you had a call with him the night before you streamed and you mentioned it, he would basically repeat what you said but differently, no new information would be available from what he said

example:

you: me and Wilbur were actually on call last night and didn't get off til late! and we started the call after I got home from school!

Wilbur: yeah, it was really late when we got off call, I heard her hold back a yawn or two I swear

stuff like that yk!!

ALSO WHEN YOU, WILBUR, AND TOMMY INTERACT ITS SO :))

cue fans crying over the sibling dynamic, also a lot of people being like "I WISH I HAD A SISTER LIKE Y/N / BROTHER LIKE TOMMY / BROTHER LIKE WIBUR"

yk how Wilbur goes "don't say that I will cry" when tommy says they're like brothers?

add you into the mix and it's like

tommy: we're- we're like brothers, wilbur!

Wilbur: don't say that, I will cry

you: yeah!! we're like a family I think!! :D

Wilbur: y/n- y/n i WILL cry-

also if your parents know your trans and are cool with it he buys you a trans flag for your room or even to hang up out front of your house if you prefer! :)

taglist; @cvsmixplant

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theoutcastedartist · 3 years

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Give us all you animaniacs hcs (especially the lgbtq+ ones)((please))

Oh man I have so many to tell asfhjahsbsb I'm gonna leave out some of the more darker HC I have for this show (well technically, they are wildly-outlandish theories about where the Warner trio was for those 20+ years before the current time of the reboot, just gonna exclude those for now)

Ight imma start with the lgbtq+ headcannons first

Wakko: Nonbinary (Uses He/Them Pronouns)

Dot : Trans (Uses She/Her pronouns) and Pan

Yakko : Bi and Ace (Biromantic I believe it's called? Please correct me if I'm wrong on that)

On an unrelated note, Yakko is a whole mood

lmao look at my tiny clown-faced-puppy disaster son being the dramatic Bi-Ace icon he is when he's basically about to "die"

If you ever asked my younger siblings, they would tell you that I would 100% do the same shit, maybe even start singing "Little Miss Perfect" out of pure spite

Who knew me, as the oldest of a sibling trio would relate to the oldest of another sibling trio

ANYWHO BACK TO HEADCANNON STUFF BECAUSE YES

Oh man lemme start with Yakko HCs because he's the character I project so much on to nowadays:

Yakko

All his senses are very sensitive compared to the other two, sometimes he'll get really overwhelmed by bright lights, strong flavors, loud noise, etc... he feels like he's being dumb everytime he has a problem with anything regarding his senses.

Lights and noise: Sometimes it just gets too much for him if he's exposed to constant loud noise and bright lights to the point where he'll start crying or yelling (especially if noise is the main problem) out of stress from it.

Strong flavors: He will visibly shudder in response to a very strong and very noticable flavor. He honestly prefers to eat blander foods over savory dishes. With that being said, he hates spicy food with a burning passion.

Very unwilling to go to someone for help or comfort when he's genuinely having a crisis over how he views himself. If anything, he's will try to do literally almost anything to avoid having that sort of conversation, especially with Dr. Scratchansniff.

He will however go to Dr. Scratchansniff or another trusted adult for advice if he needs help for how to take care of his siblings or just for general advice on stuff.

He hates being picked up or hugged with zero warning.

The only people who he doesnt mind doing this are Wakko and Dot, of course. If anyone else tries it though, he'll bite them and yes, this includes Dr. Scratchansniff as well. He may be the closest thing to them as a parental figure (in the 90's show at least), but he's not in the same close knit circle Yakko is in with Wakko and Dot.

His main hobby is drawing, it's his go to coping mechanism if he's not up to cracking a joke(while he's in the watertower) as well.

He needs glasses/wears contacts (ones made specifically for toons I guess)

Prefers reading books over watching anything on TV/electronic devices in general.

If either or both of his siblings can't sleep, he'll sing them a lullaby 💕

Off-set/off-screen/ outside of the recording for animaniacs Yakko usually wears these thick, oversized hoodies, and he will refuse to take it off.

This is because Yakko feels really weird and off when his arms aren't covered(sometimes there is this random phantom ache in his arms that just wont go away until he covers them. It's not like painful, painful, but just really annoying at times.) Even if it's hot as hell outside, he will not take it off. Wakko and Dot usually have to wrestle to get it off him, otherwise Yakko will faint/have a heat stroke. They make a compromise by agreeing to Yakko wearing long sleeves, so long as they're made out of light material.

If he needs caffeine to "wake up" but is too damn tired to do so, Yakko will not hesitate to just straight-up eat pure coffee beans.

Wakko

For anything else, he does not mind eating food with very strong flavors, he actually enjoys spicy food (the spicier, the better), but for cereal they prefer the blandest one. Bland food is comforting to him (also doesnt want his brother to feel bad about not liking a lot of the savory foods he and Dot like)

Doesnt have much of a problem expressing himself. If he genuinely feels bad about something regarding themself, he wont hesitate to go to Yakko (sometimes he'll go to Dot if she happens to be there first, but 95% of the time he'll go to Yakko)

They actually likes being picked up and carried, but only by family and close friends. Any stranger who tries to pick him up will receive angry claw marks to the face.

Main hobby is composing music (instumentals). They will let Yakko or Dot write lyrics if they're feeling sad or bored (or as a sibling bonding activity too)

Favorite TV show is the Looney Tunes (classic cartoons)

He gives comfort to his sibs by just being there for them as a shoulder to cry on.

They don't like having their hat off for an extended period of time often. It's a source of comfort and his way of expressing his identity.

Is the one who usually has to stop Yakko from eating bare coffee beans when he's too tired to actually make coffee.

Dot

She's pretty in the middle when it comes to food.

If it's a minor thing, she'll usually just talk to Wakko about it. If it's something more serious, she'll go to Yakko about it.

She only let's Yakko and Wakko touch her or carry her. Outside of those two, she only let's Dr. Scratchansniff carry her. For anyone else, she will clobber anyone who makes an attempt to do so. She just really hates it when if comes to anyone else.

Main hobbies are sewing and designing clothes. She'll have her siblings model her clothes for her (they are very eager to do so everytime). It provides a good distraction for either Yakko or Wakko if they're down or frustrated about something. It's just super fun.

Really loves (well-made) action movies, it's like her favorite genre of movies.

Gives comfort by providing her siblings with soft materials (like blankets or pillows). She'll drape herself over either of them to provide a comforting pressure.

She expresses herself through her iconic pink skirt and flower scrunchie. Both are her favorite articles of clothing because her siblings were the ones who got them for her. (Yakko sewed the pink skirt; he was the one to teach Dot how to sew 💕)

She's a last resort to stopping Yakko from eating the coffee beans raw.

Original vs. Reboot headcannons

The original 1990's show is more "On-stage", having for educational songs and skits, whereas the 2020 Reboot/revival is more "Off-Stage" with the occasional show skit, hence any inconsistencies with the characters' personalities, especially Yakko.

Both shows take place in the same type of setting as "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?" (The idea of cartoons existing as real entities alongside humans; I got a lot of WFRR vibes during Sufferage City with the whole "Cartoon Rights" part especially)

Well that's about as much as I can write for now, I have more headcannons of course, but I found this to be a good place to stop.

These are just my personal headcannons of the Warner Trio, I don't really have any for Pinky and the Brain, but I wanna know what some of your guy's headcannons are for any aspect of the shows!

#asks #anon asks #anon ask #animaniacs #yakko headcannons #animaniacs headcanon #non binary wakko #lengthy response

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kickingitwithkirk · 3 years

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I’m Not Clean

Paring: Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 1948

Warnings: A/B/O, angst, verbal fighting, cursing, cheating, oral sex, p/v sex

A/N: for @jawritter #jensmakemecrychallange

A/N II: Set between mid season six-starts after Death puts Sam’s soul back-ending before the last Trial in season eight. Told from Sam’s POV alternating between present and past memories/ events. Some altering of events to fit story line. Prompt in Bold.

*no beta, all mistakes are mine.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

I chant this mantra over and over to myself.

I was drunk before leaving, roaring out of the garage in Baby, leaving the stench of burning rubber and exhaust in my wake.

We’ve had some hell raising fights over the years. This one tonight the vilest we have ever had, saying the most unforgiving things to each other because you broke our agreement.

What we said...our knowledge of each other’s weakest points to abuse, verbally cutting into each other in the deepest manner, inflicting as much carnage as possible.

The only other person in the universe who knows how to hit me that hard is my brother. Man, how we’ve done that dance too, over and over yet somehow always finding our way back to each other.

My brother tried to intervene, to stop us from saying the things we can never take back or forgive. It felt as if he was taking your side, I went after him as well.

I feel the need to punish myself for all the pain I have caused. I am always creating pain, torching those I love.

I found her at the dive bar, a few days out from her heat.

She is my punishment.

We go to a nearby dump. I close the door and she's already on her knees, my jeans zippers down, pulling me out and starts licking up the underside of my cock, making gagging noises trying to deepthroat me. My head thunks against the door and all I can think is that she’s not you.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

I remember like it was yesterday. We ended up at Bobby’s after cleaning out a vamp nest two states over.

Grabbing our duffels we didn’t rock, paper, scissors over who got the spare bed, my brother just face plants on the couch, unconscious before I’m even at the foot of the staircase.

I wearily make my way upstairs not bothering to shower in spite of how bad I smell, too exhausted to care. I toed off my boots and socks, throwing my blood encrusted shirt and jeans in the corner, collapsing face down on the bed, landing on top of something under the covers.

Why am I staring at the ceiling?

My brother barrel's in, woken by the sound of my body hitting the floor, stopping in the doorway with his gun drawn looking for what attacked me...this confused look crossed his face as the scent of fear flooded the room.

I sit up gazing over the bed as you huddle in the corner looking scared to death. My brother puts his gun back in his waistband, hands up with his on display to show he’s no threat.

I slowly got to my feet and came around the bed towards you. You shrink even further in the corner, pulling into yourself as tight as you can, hiding behind your arms and drawn up knees.

I stop and sit down trying to not appear threatening and speak softly to you.

“I’m sorry I scared you, we’re friends of Bobby’s. He didn’t tell us you were here. We’re not going to hurt you.”

You're so still, all I can see is your beautiful eyes moving between us, the only movement you are able to do.

My brother gives a small smile before going back downstairs to the couch, giving you space to calm down. I stay on the floor, my back propped against the bed talking.

It’s a one sided conversation but that’s ok.

Bobby’s back just after daybreak found us still in the same positions on the floor asleep.

“Balls!”

You spring from the corner and bury yourself in his arms. Seeing that Bobby has you I grab my stuff and head for a shower. My brothers just came out from taking his. I strip and climb in turning on the water.

Fucker used all the hot water.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

I don’t want to be touching her now, or her touching me, my self loathing rising like the bile in my throat but my body has a mind of its own tonight as my brain turns off given into my Alpha.

I grab her hair, yanking her off my dick with an audible pop, saliva and precome running down her chin, adding another stain to the discolored rug. I pull her up, tossing her onto the bed before dragging her back to the edge, the barely there skirt rides up out of the way as I lave my tongue up her uncovered thighs, swirling it through her dripping folds. Roughly inserting several fingers into her tight cunt I start sucking on her clit as she grabs my hair soaking my face with her slick as she cums.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

The smell of coffee calls to my still fuzzy brain as I staggered downstairs to the kitchen. My brother and Bobby are at the table talking. As I pour a cup you walk in from the porch.

I turn towards you, finally able to scent you without the terror that clouded the room last night.

Are you a classic beauty? No, but you beguile me.

I’m enamored with your beautiful eyes, recalling the way they never left mine last night. You’re taller than I expected, curvaceous, not delicate like others I have been with.

As you hold my gaze I remember the verbal platitudes, reading the drivel, even watched some of the bathetic romance movies but they could never fully articulate this feeling. It de-queues through me, permeates my soul.

My brother relentlessly teases that I am having a chick-flick moment.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

She wobbly moves onto her hands and knees, I climb on the bed behind her and ram my engorged cock into her sodden cunt as far as she can take me mindlessly pounding. I wrap my hand around her throat, squeezing enough to stop the incoherent noises escaping from her mouth that grate against me.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

We ended up staying at Bobby’s for a couple of weeks, it was quiet and I wasn’t in any hurry to leave you.

Bobby explained to us how you ended up here over a bottle of whiskey late one night.

Jo found you bruised and bleeding, huddled in the door jam out back of Harvelle's Roadhouse. You had been injured by your pack for defying them. Ellen of course took you in.

The pack came looking for you, trailing your scent to the bar. Ellen’s shotgun and don’t fuck with me attitude convinced them you had left but she knew it wasn’t safe for you to stay, your pack would be watching.

Smuggling you out of the bar proved harder than anyone thought. There were multiple hand offs among hunters traveling along the way, finally delivering you to Bobby Singer's home days later.

For the first time in your life, you were safe.

We took our time getting to know each other, I had to work harder than I ever have with anyone before to gain your trust.

After my brother and I caught a case, I would call you every day and matter the time, you answered. We would talk for hours, share what we had been doing that day, finding our mutual interests in a variety of subjects coming to light.

My brother would yell for me to get off the damn phone, I was keeping him awake, even though I’m sitting outside the motel room.

Then things got out of control.

Castiel broke the wall and died. Leviathans were anyone and everywhere, finally imitating us.

We became America’s Most Wanted. Bobby sent us to a man named Frank who owned him a big favor and made us disappear.

We found Bobby’s burned down house and almost got killed ourselves.

Then Bobby showed up at the hospital to break us out, informing me you were safe, hidden at a long forgotten hunters cabin.

We managed to stay in contact, I needed that, to know you were staying safe before being able to sleep at night.

The first fight happened in the hospital, blaming us for losing Bobby.

Then Dick and Purgatory.

And a lost year.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

I pulled out of her relieved my knot had finally deflated enough to release me. Collapsing onto my back I fling my arm over my eyes disgusted with myself as she’s curling into my side literally purring.

I’ve repeatedly used her...in this bed of sin I created...I’ve lost control...not the first time.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

It’s never quiet for long in our lives. Castiel mysteriously returns and Kevin Tran sort of deciphers the demon tablet, how through three trials we can close the Gates of Hell and seal away so much evil if we survive the First Trial- kill a Hell hound.

While on another case we met our grandfather Henry Winchester of The Men of Letters and inherit the key to the Bunker. We have a home of sorts and I finally have a safe place for you, for us to be together. A few months after moving in, before the Second Trial-rescuing a innocent from Hell, and your heat, I made a decision that saddened both of us but with our lives was necessary and allowed me finally to make you mine forever.

Right before finding out about the Third Trial I found the test hidden in a drawer and my diminishing mind bounces between being petrified and elated. I sat there downing a bottle of whiskey from my brother's copious stash waiting for your return and upon seeing you all the alcohol in my degenerating body gave me permission to release my pent up fury and paranoia, ending in that cheap room with her.

~~I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean I’m Not Clean~~

I made my way back to the Bunker to find my brother sitting in the War Room waiting on me. He wrinkled his nose at the stench of her all over me but said nothing as I handed over the car keys pocketing them. His eyes shifted to a chair and I apprehensively sat down awaiting the bombardment he would unleash. He remains quiet as he turns the open laptop towards me. I blink a few times to focus on the screen, reading the online article from a national news agency about the contraceptive failure. I’m in disbelief when he slides your phone in front of me and plays the voicemail from your doctor.

I get up swaying from a nonexistent breeze slowly walking the halls till I’m standing outside our bedroom door. I can scent your sadness from outside the closed door causing me to freeze holding the knob, unable to summon up the courage to turn it when it disappears from my hand finding you instead. You move allowing me to enter, shutting the door as I sit on the edge of the bed before crossing over, moving to stand directly in front of me. I don’t know how you can do that with the smell of every wrong I’ve done clinging to my skin polluting us.

I feel your hands cradling my face softly telling me Grown men don't cry as your fingers track the tears coursing uninhibitedly down my cheeks.

I completely collapse wrapping my arms around your waist resting my forehead against the special place where our pup is, undeserving of your love that’s purifying me in ways the trials never will.

tagging: SPN @donnaintx

Sam/Jared @idreamofplaid

#jensmakemecrychallange #alpha!sam Winchester x omega!reader #alpha!sam winchester #Sam Winchester #SPN Supernatural #SUPERNATURAL AU #supernatural a/b/o #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester fanfiction #supernatural reader insert #angst

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incorrect-sdv-quotes · 3 years

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Okay so I know this is a SDV Incorrect quote blog but I really wanted to show off my SDV headcanon’s so you may ignore this post if you wish (I’ll go back to the normal posts after this, I have like 13 quotes queue’d up right now)

Headcanon’s under the cut:

1.Alex’s real first name is Alexander he just prefers to go by Alex

2.Alex is a trans male so he was born female but transitioned to male at age 13

3.The bachelors ages are (listed youngest to oldest):

Alex: 19

Sebastian: 19 (one month older then Alex)

Sam: 20

Harvey: 25-30

Elliott: 36

Shane: 38

4.Despite Sam being older then him Alex is taller (if you put them side by side Sam looks taller but that’s only cause of his hair if you flattened it you could see Alex was taller)

5.Sebastian is secretly a vampire (He does look like one anyway)

6. Haley and Alex kind of have a Hazel and Xander from Bunk’d relationship where they’re kinda friends but one of them *cough cough* Haley *cough* has a huge crush on the other to where it’s at yandere point- Haley is not QUITE as crazy about Alex that Hazel is about Xander and unlike Hazel Haley can hide the craziness she does have around people but when it’s just her and Alex she’s all crazy and clingy-

Like, she’ll call him pet names like��“My jock prince” or “Alex-zandy-” or “My knight in shining armor” Etc. etc- or hug him and never let go until someone LITERALLY prys her off- Talk about nutty nutty nut-so-

7. My headcanon voices for the bachelors are: (Well some of them, if a name is in strike through that means I don’t have one for that one- yet)

Alex: Shining Armor from MLP

Sebastian

Sam: Rottmnt Leo/2020 Sonic the Hedgehog/Dewy from Ducktails (this one might change)

Harvey: Fozzie Bear (Harvey: WaKa WaKa (I’m sorry))

Elliott: Gunther from Shake It Up

Shane

8.Shane is basically the god of chickens he’s such a good caretaker of chickens that he could summon an army of chickens to peck the eyes out of everyone in town with one “Babock” CHICKEN ARMY!!

If you decided to read this post and you liked my headcanons then this is it for now more might be added later as I play the game and scroll through the SDV tags on Tumblr more

EDIT 1: More headcanons!:

9: Elliott is an amazing actor but a horrid horror-movie actor (It’s just his screams are unrealistic he will literally just say “Aaaah” otherwise it’s the same as the rest of his acting) (This scream-glitch is an easy fix if you yell “Ghost” more on that in 10)

10: Elliott is TERRIFIED of ghosts even those cute and/or clearly fake ghosts (Why else do you think Spirits Eve/Halloween has Skeletons every year and not ghosts? No one wants to scare anyone Too bad.) Actually Alex dared Elliott to watch the Disney Junior show Vampirina which went fine until Demi came on screen- Elliott literally wet himself and screamed for 3 whole hours- (Poor Alex who had to listen to that the whole time-)

11: Elliott treats his pocket crab as his ACTUAL son, not as his pet but as his actual biological son (it’s actually really cute)

12: The portraits in this video for a portraits mod is how the characters actually look to me (Excluding Elliott Sam and Sebastian they still live in my brain with their cannon looks): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmBW8BzSZpU&list=WL&index=1&t=5s

13: Krobus is Sebastian’s father (yeah you THINK it would not make sense along with Hc numb.5 but if you think about it if his father is a monster and his mother is human he’s gonna be born as a human-looking monster! Which is a Vampire!)

EDIT 2: Damnit. I was scrolling through this and I realized I missed a Hc and it slipped through the original post and the EDIT 1!

14: Alex has Dyslexia (this bugger Hc belonged in the original post but it slipped through both edits)

EDIT 3: MORE HEADCANNONS-

15: Both Abigail and Sebastian used to have hair to match their parents (Abby’s was brown (Like said in game) and Sebastian’s was Ginger) but due to their “Unusual” parents (Abigail: Wizard Sebastian: Krobus) their hair changed color when they got older and their mothers just pretended they died their hair so both the towns people and Abigail and Sebastian themselves would not freak out

16: Sebastian has snake bite piercing's but he only wears them when he’s alone (he got them in the first place cause 1: Sam dared him and 2: he decided it would be a fun way to rebel against dead to Sebastian Demetrius, he didn’t have to keep them but he ended up liking the look)

17: Sebastian owns a giant frog plush, it’s twice the size of him, is really soft and is incredibly fat (it’s to the point it’s just a circle that has stubby legs) he loves it more then anything Excluding Alex but he does not want anyone finding out he loves it let alone owns it so he stuffs it under his bed when people are in and/or near his room

18: Sebastian’s first word was literally “Froggy”

Ex:

Robin: Can you say “mama”?

Baby!Sebastian: ...Froggy!

Robin:

Robin: Out of all words your first word is “Froggy”? Really?

19: The shortest to tallest Bachelors are:

Shane

Sam (If you take his hair and go *Squishes flat*)

Alex

Sebastian

Sam (If you count the added height from his Mullet)

Harvey

Elliott (Tall stinky sea dude)

20: Sam got Sebastian to scream “Bubbles” for 5 hours straight

Details on that:

Sam: It’s impossible to say “Bubbles” threateningly

Sebastian:

Five munities later:

Robin: Uhhhh Sam? Why is my son on the roof screaming “BUBBLES”?

21: Sebastian owns a biker jacket but he only wears it when riding his motorcycle cause the jacket makes him look way more goth then emo and he prefers the emo look over goth look despite he acts more like a goth

22: One Feast of The Winter Star Sebastian got everyone an empty box and when they opened it Seb said: “It’s a void of nothingness. Just like life.” He did not get in trouble or nothing cause your allowed to give what you want but he did not do that again

23: Sebastian requires glasses to read, he can see perfectly but when it comes to reading on a computer or on paper he needs glasses

24: Sam does a perfect Darth Vader voice and Darth Vader breathing noises

25: Sebastian has vampire powers (cause he is a vampire (Hc 5)), he knows about them and is chill about it but he does not use them unless necessary cause he just does not feel the need to use them otherwise (His powers include, immortality (he also can’t be killed cause on my take on Vampires the stuff that “Traditionally” harms/kills them is just a mith and actually does nothing to them), super strength, increased speed, fast self-healing, telekinesis (I know this is not “Traditionally” a vampire power but Seb does have it) and the ability to change into a bat)

26: Both Sebastian and Elliott are actually pretty jacked (Not Alex level jacked but still) you just can’t see it unless they’re shirt-less (but in Seb’s case at least loose the hoodie)

27: Harvey’s doctor’s mallet weapon is just as heavy and as big as himself so he rarely goes into combat cause he has trouble welding his own weapon-

Harvey: Time to explore the mines! *grabs his giant doctors mallet*

Harvey: Nope going down. *falls backward with a thud*

28: Elliott carries at least one very sharp pencil with him at all times so if he sees a very annoying person or a slime that escaped the mines he’ll grab it and go *StAb*

29: Everyone else makes Hermit jokes around Elliott which he finds funny and annoying at the same time (They used to do the jokes about Sebastian as well but they stopped cause when they did Seb strangled them Darth Vader style) Ex of the hermit jokes:

*singing* Someone’s on the beach with a hermit! There’s a hermit on the beach I know I know! Someone’s on the beach with a hermiiiit! And the hermit’s name is Elliott!

30: If you think Elliott’s cannon SDV schedule is anti-social you should see how anti-social he gets when writing a book-

EDIT 4: Surprise, there’s more

31: Elliott is a mermaid merman (he’s a human by day half human half fish by night but he’ll change forms sooner if you dump water on him- found that out by Haley throwing water on him in hopes he’ll melt-)

32: When in ‘fish’ form Elliott’s tail is incredibly strong (if you get hit by it you’ll go flying 900 feet in the air in 5 seconds at full strength)

33:Elliott only lets Harvey call him “Elly” if anyone else does so expect Elliott to dump water on himself then hit you with his fish tail)

34:Vincent will sing The Little Mermaid song “Under the sea” around Elliott and Sebastian (Sebastian cause think about it and Elliott cause he’s an IRL Mermaid)

#sdv #stardew valley #sdv headcanons #stardew valley headcanons #headcanons #not a quote #I have to edit this like 100 times cause I'm dealing with a strikethrough glitch

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blueeyedgeorgie · 4 years

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Controlling My Friend’s Phone-A.E

“ can u write either Alex or Will's gf going on Callux's channel to take part with the "controlling my best friend's phone for an hour" series, and he totally messes with her, but at the end it turns out he finds cute messages between them or smthing?“

Pairing: ImAllexx x Reader

Word Count: 1.7K+

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"Y/n, Welcome to the channel," Callum had smiled into the camera. "What's up?" Y/n grinned, giving a wave to the camera. "Not much, besides the fact I'll be controlling your phone for the next hour," Callum looked over to his friend, outreaching a hand, motioning for her to hand over her belonging. "I'm scared," Y/n shook her head, hesitantly pulling out her phone. "Oh, you should be," He smirked, snatching the phone from her. "Alright, time to unlock your phone." "Oh god..." Y/n trailed off, beginning to press in her password. The screen unlocked, revealing all of Y/n's apps. "Twitter time first!" Callum pressed open the blue bird app. "Don't post anything that could put me in a scandal, please," Y/n began to bite at her nails. "Like?" "Nothing, homophobic, trans-phobic, racist, or offensive," Y/n shook her head. "Wow, the bar is so low," Callum let out a laugh. He began to type up a tweet. "Boys, come slide in my DMS. I'm bored." "No! Are you fucking kidding me?" Y/n practically howled, "I'm dating someone!" "Oh, so I shouldn't put the kissy-face?" Callum laughed, being to open the emoji keyboard. "Why did I agree to this?" Y/n shook her head. "I'm putting a kissy face," Callum had pressed the 'post' button, sending the tweet out into the world. "Goddamnit, Callum," Y/n shook her head. "Alright, Instagram time," Callum smirked. "I promise I won't leak your nudes." "Wow," Y/n shook her head, looking at the camera. "Guys, I promise I don't have nudes, I'm not a whore." "Let's put something on your story," Callum smirked, swiping to the left to open the camera. "I'm thinking along the lines of... 'Guess what's coming in nine months?' With maybe a few baby emojis." "Oh god," Y/n shook her head. "I am gonna get into some type of scandal, aren't I?" "Probably," Callum laughed with a nod as he hit the 'post' button again. "What else should we do?" "Up to you, I guess," Y/n bit her lip, watching Callum scroll through her apps. "I'm positive you have George Memeulous's phone number," Callum grinned. "What are you planning?" Y/n raised a brow. "Let's start thirst texting him, why don't we?" Callum had opened up Y/n's text messages. "Oh, no!" Y/n practically shouted. She got up, walking out of the camera frame. "You're really trying to get me canceled, aren't you?" "Alright, I'm gonna text him," Callum laughed, opening her texts between her and George. "Holy shit, your guys' conversations have been so dry." Callum scrolled through their texts, "Seriously? 'Hey, do you want some food, I'm gonna order some dinner.' You guys are so boring." "You're really going to ruin my friendships, aren't you?" Y/n shook her head as she walked back into the camera frame. "Anyways, time to text him. 'Hey Papi, whatcha up to?' Omgod, this is gonna be fun," Callum let out another laugh. "He's gonna know something's up," Y/n shook her head. "While we wait for him to reply, let's text up the other boys," Callum had pulled up Y/n's texts with Will next. "Lemme think... 'You're so fuckin hot, ditch Mia for me, baby.' I love this so much," Callum smiled, beginning to text Will. "Oh, no! Mia and I are so close! I'm not gonna have any friends after this," Y/n brushed a hand through her hair as she let out a long sigh. "James's turn next!" Callum smirked, "I'm gonna say... 'Can you do me a favor and lemme peg you?' You're gonna have to apologize to everyone after this, Y/n," Callum shook his head. "This hurts me. You've hurt me. How could you do this to me?" Y/n cringed. "You had a week to tell your friends something weird was gonna happen on your texts and social medias," Callum looked over to Y/n. "I'm gonna need bleach after this," Y/n sighed. Y/n's phone buzzed. "Oh, George texted us back!" Callum grinned, reopening Y/n's texts with George. " 'Y/n, are you alright?' Oh, he already knows something's up," Callum shook his head. "I told you he was gonna know something was going on," Y/n bit her lip. "I can fix this. 'I'm okay, but I'd be better if we were together at the moment." Callum smiled, continuing to text the commentary YouTuber. "Let's see, James left you on read!" "I'm not surprised. I'm friends with his girlfriend, I feel horrible," Y/n hid her face in her hands. "We're not gonna poke the bear with James because you're already getting into enough trouble," Callum smiled. "Will still hasn't opened your text yet." "I'm scared," Y/n returned to biting at her nails. "You should be," Callum looked over to her again. "Let's open Twitter again." There had been plenty of DMs sent to Y/n on Twitter with a lot of confused replies to her tweet. "This is absolutely amazing," Callum scrolled through the replies. "I'm gonna tweet something new." "I'm gonna get so fucking canceled," Y/n sighed. "Alright, I'm gonna say... '5 likes and I'll burn ImAllexx's Internet Sensation merch," Callum was already typing. "No, not Alex! You've already done so much, why Alex?" Y/n was freaking out at this point. She was surprised Alex hadn't tried reaching out to her yet over what she was posting and texting to his friends. James should've told him what Y/n texted him by now. As expected, Y/n's phone began to buzz again. Only this time she was being called by her boyfriend, Alex Elmslie. "No!" Y/n yelled, grabbing onto the roots of her hair, "he knows something's wrong!" "Y/n, I'm gonna pick up. You can't talk though," Callum smirked. "Are you crazy?!" "Hey, I'm controlling your phone for the next thirty minutes," Callum grinned, hitting the green pickup button. "Y/n, are you alright? I'm so confused over your tweets, is this some kind of joke? James also told me you sent a sext to him? What the fuck? Do you have something to tell me? Do you wanna break up?" The more Alex spoke, the more Y/n's heart broke. Alex suffered from anxiety, so she could only imagine how he was feeling right now. Y/n bit her lip, making eye contact with Callum, he only put a finger to his lips, motioning for her to stay quiet. "Y/n, are you there-" Alex had been cut off by Callum hitting the 'end call' button. "That was so mean! He probably thinks I'm cheating on him or something!" Y/n brushed a hand through her hair. Within seconds, Y/n's phone buzzed again. This time she had received a text. It was from Alex. 'Y/n, please talk to me, I know you're there.' "I'm going to end up getting dumped by Alex by the time this is over," Y/n shook her head. "I'm texting back. 'What are you talking about? I am completely normal.' But in all caps," Callum laughed, already typing. "You're so mean!" Y/n's eyes widened. "As Alex texts back, let's look back through your texts with him," Callum smiled, beginning to scroll up. "Oh god, you two really are an adorable pair." Thank you, I guess? I mean, I don't know if we're gonna last after this video," Y/n gave a shrug as she watched Callum. "You two were literally planning a Star Wars movie marathon tonight, now I'm starting to feel shitty," Callum let out a sigh. "Honestly you two seem like such a power couple with these texts." "Thank you, can I have my phone now?" Y/n put out her hand, motioned she wanted her phone back. "I have 15 more minutes left. Now let's look at your photos!" Callum hadn't found anything special. Most photos where just screenshots of random stuff, but finally he found a photo album he really liked. "You have a photo album titled, 'Alex' with a heart emoji?" Callum grinned, already opening the album. "Oh yeah," Y/n gave a nod, smiling at the tens of photos she had of Alex. There were a decent amount of photos Y/n had taken of Alex. Some of them were funny, most of them were pretty cute. There was a photo of Alex downtown. They had been walking downtown after seeing a movie. As they were waiting to cross the street, Y/n had stolen photo of Alex smiling at her, cars were driving past in the background as the sun was halfway down. There was another photo of Alex, Y/n's hand was placed underneath his chin, squeezing his cheeks together, causing his lips to squish together. Photo after photo, each one had a special memory, it didn't matter if the memory was big or small, they were all important to Y/n. Even though she and Alex had just started dating only a few months back, there were plenty of good memories they shared. Finally, Callum finished gushing over photos, talking about how he thought Y/n and Alex were 'couple goals'. "I guess I can give you your phone back now," Callum gave a shrug as he handed Y/n's phone back to her. "I've got to go and do damage control now," Y/n sighed, already opening Twitter to delete the tweets Callum posted. "Good luck with that," Callum smiled. Callum began the outro as Y/n was texted her friends her apologies. She felt bad that Cal had texted weird shit to her friend's. 'Hey, Alex. I'm sorry about everything. I was filming a video on Callux's channel where he stole my phone for the past hour, none of that was me, I promise. I love you too much to be like that.' Within seconds, Alex had begun to type back. 'It's alright, Y/n. I'm just happy none of that was you. I love you too. Are we still on for a movie marathon tonight?' Y/n smiled at the text she received. Thank god Alex wasn't gonna hold this against her. 'Of course, I'll call you when I get in my car.' 'Okay.' Y/n placed her phone in her back pocket as Callum finished up his outro for the video. "And if you're curious where you can find Y/n, I'll be leaving a link in the description to her YouTube channel," he smiled to the camera. Y/n gave a wave, a smile appeared on her face. "This video made me anxious for an hour," Y/n spoke up. "Anyways, I'll see you guys next time!" With that, the camera was turned off.

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ridasverkisto · 3 years

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who are your top ten black clover characters and ships (romantic, platonic)? talk about them!

Oooooooh. This is gonna be a long one so buckle in. I’m also splitting the answer into two—so this is top ten ships, and I’ll do top ten characters in a separate post, because this is long. 😅

Before I get going, I’m just going to say this is in no particular order—I’m listing them in the order they come to mind, as I love all of these pairings for different reasons so it’s hard for me to rank them. I’ll also preface that for most of my pairings it usually doesn’t matter much to me whether it’s romantic or platonic, so long as they’re not. Y’know. Actual siblings/family/etc. Also for the purposes of this ask, I’m leaving out stuff like...the Black Bulls as a platonic ship tag. They’re found family, it’s sort of a given, so this isn’t going to focus on that. And before anyone asks, yes, I have crackships. I am not apologizing.

[If this needs a page break to keep from clogging tags lmk, btw]

1. Magna/Luck (and/or Magna & Luck, it’s the same to me)

What can I say? I’m a sucker for two dumbass best friends who share a brain cell living their best lives. Their dynamic is fun and interesting—Luck literally views Magna as fun and interesting and he loves bothering him because of how he reacts, while Magna started out hating it but grew incredibly fond of Luck’s antics.

They’re dumbasses, but they’re loveable dumbasses who bring out both the best and worst in each other, and I just love the way they interact. It’s great and I love them both so much 💕

2. Finral & Langris

Okay okay so. I know there’s baggage here, because Langris is an entitled little asshole trashbaby, but hear me out. Finral gets to be an older brother, exasperated with Langris and trying super hard to be a good sibling, while Langris is still a trashbaby but a softer one. Like.

They are Peak Sibling Energy, because I can see Langris insulting Finral because “polite interaction with my loser brother, how tf?” But the moment someone else tries to insult Finral, Langris gets annoyed. It’s the younger sibling Rights, only the sibling gets to insult the other siblings and if you try to get in on that fuck you. Meanwhile, Finral learns to be the responsible older sibling to Langris, and steps into being more responsible in other parts of his life while repairing his relationship with Langris.

Not going to lie, a lot of my love for this ship is because I’m probably projecting my own relationship with my own brother onto them to some extent, and my love for proper Sibling Energy has no bounds because that shit’s hilarious when done right.

Let Finral and Langris develop the weird half-unspoken language of siblings, let them reference embarrassing things and blackmail each other over stupid shit like “who’s going to go refill the teapot” or something!! Let them be petty and loving and protective as they learn to be siblings again, because growth!!!!

3. Julius & Yami & William

Why yes, I am a polyshipper. But mostly what I really like about this one is the history and the dynamics between the three of them.

On the one hand you have Julius, who’s hugely respected by the other two, basically mentored/parented them both, and loves them both a hell of a lot. (You can’t look at the way Julius looks at Yami and William and tell me that’s not love, fuck you)

On another, you have Yami; he’s the outcast, loner, stranger in a strange land who was given a support system and place to belong by Julius. He also struggles to understand the less forthright William, and is fiercely loyal. Like. This man loves and respects Julius so fucking much, and it’s shown through such small gestures, it’s amazing.

And finally, there’s William—who couldn’t chose between Julius and Patry, yeah. Who’s a coward and a troll and hides behind his words and masks, but has made the choice to atone for his mistakes. He feels a lot, and is so clearly trying to be better it hurts.

The way the three of them interact has a lot of history and intricacy behind it, and even with current events in the series, I really really love their relationship with each other. This isn’t a ship I love for fluff, but for the tension and aching weight of history and growing up that lies heavy on it. It’s got this lovely sort of pain to it that feels like nostalgia in the summer heat, knowing nothing is ever going to be like it was once and still deciding to hold onto what you have with both hands.

I never said I ship for fluff and romance—I’m here for dynamics, and these three have amazing dynamics. (I will note for this one that it’s one that I can’t see as romantic at all. Not the least bc Julius was literally in his twenties when Yami and William were like 15, bc ~fuck that shit~)

4. William/Dorothy/Rhya

Is this a crackship? Yes!

Have these characters barely if ever interacted on screen? Yes!

Am I probably the only person who thought of this ship and wants to see content for it? Yes!

Do I give a fuck? No!

Not gonna lie, I know this is a crackship of massive proportions. But I’m here for the dynamics and the dynamics here have the potential to just be so damn cathartic, okay?

If I go on a deep tangent about this ship it’ll end up being an entire essay, so that can wait for another day, so I’ll just...give you this: these three have a lot to give each other to challenge and help each other grow. There’s a lot of potential, and tension, and catharsis here. The contrasts and dynamics between the three of them would be interesting and immensely entertaining.

I’ll also shamelessly admit that a good portion of this is also fueled by my personal head canons of William being a trans guy, Dorothy being feminine presenting nb, and Rhya just straight up being pan and attracted to strong people. What can I say? I know what I like lmao 😂

5. Yuno & Asta

I’m a sucker for good friendly rivalries. Especially ones full of so much mutual respect!!! Like, they both respect each other and care so fucking much is amazing ❤️

And don’t get me wrong, I get the people that ship them romantically and I’ll read it; but I see their relationship as more sibling rivalry/platonic than anything else.

You can’t look at Yuno being a Dramatic Bitch to get on Asta’s nerves and tell me that’s not Peak Sibling Energy, because I tell you I have done the exact same to my own brother. Let them be dorks and friends and brothers, bc it WORKS.

6. Rill/Charmy/Langris

Yes, yes this is another crackship. No, I do not care! And yes, i am aware it will very likely never be canon.

I just really like the image of Langris being reluctantly folded into the dynamic of two cinnamon rolls who could probably flatten him if they really wanted to. And Langris slowly coming to the realization that he actually really likes them and cares for them, even if he is a bit tsun-tsun about expressing it sometimes.

Plus, y’know, Rill and Charmy won’t indulge his asshole-ier behaviors, and if he pisses Charmy off he’s very likely to get his ass kicked.

I can’t really explain it more than that other than I just really really like the dynamics with this trio and I hold it very close to my heart 💕

7. Finral & Vanessa

Let them be friends!!! Let them be platonic best friends!!!! I love their dynamic, esp if you expand on it and take a look at how Finral and Vanessa can play off of each other. BEST FRIENDS.

8. David & Letoile

I know everyone likes to think of them as the chaotic one and the no-nonsense one, but consider: Letoile getting wrapped up in David’s shenanigans bc they’re just as ride or die as Magna and Luck are. Everyone thinks of her as the other holder of the Golden Dawn’s self restraint, and she sort of is, but her standards of what should be restrained is very different from Klaus’s.

9. Julius & Marx (can also be Julius/Marx, but only prior to the whole deaging thing)

Wholesome ship! It’s already obvious that they care about each other a lot in canon, so let that be expanded upon and developed more. It also adds the fun bit that the issues with Julius running away from his paperwork become even more comical with the added context. It starts to feel less like a subordinate yelling at their commandeer and more like an old married couple or something 😂

10. Leopold & Asta & Yuno & Noelle

Three competitive dumbasses and the exasperated one who makes it worse. I love them all and I think they make the best fucking quad friend group;; let them be friends, please. Please. Just the shenanigans they would get into makes me cackle with glee.

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awstenknyght · 3 years

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Never Bloom Again

A/N: i have decided that this will lead into Bad Idea. josie finds out kath cheated

Warnings: alcohol, drugs, self harm, tell me if i missed something. also emily being a little bitch, but what’s new

Song Used: Never Bloom Again

Tags: @buttons-and-gulons @piper-koko-barnes-rogers @thatsmycigarbutyoucanborrowit @brooklyn-is-here @the-cowbi @trans-witch-cauldron @and-shes-calling-a-cab @lxwkey-as-hell

All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance

Josie stepped up to the mic. She’d only been on tour for a few days, but she already missed Katherine more than anything.

“Hey guys!” she was met with a chorus of applause. “This one’s called Powerless. Its for my wonderful girlfriend Kath. I wish she could be here with me now.”

She strummed out the first few chords and began to sing. “I really wouldn’t mind a 20 hour drive…”

I tried to give you space until i stepped away

From your brain but now i just miss it

After the show, Josie flopped onto her bunk. Everyone else had gone out to a bar, but she decided to stay in the bus and call Katherine.

Josie pulled out her phone and clicked on the familiar contact. It took a while, but soon a very disheveled looking Kath came onto the screen.

“Baby!” Josie cried, wishing she could reach through the screen and kiss her.

“Hey Jo,” Katherine responded, her voice hoarse. She kept looking at something behind the screen, but Josie thought nothing of it. “How was the show?”

Josie grinned and launched into an excited recap of her day. “How about you? Did you have a good day?”

Katherine’s cheeks turned bright red. “Uh yeah, it was great.”

Josie frowned. Kath wouldn’t stop looking at something- or someone- behind the camera. “Is someone there with you?”

“No!” Katherine shook her head quickly before clearing her throat. “Hey, I'm getting kinda tired. Do you want to call in the morning?”

Josie swallowed and nodded. The screen went black before she could say goodbye.

All the girls in los angeles look like you from a distance

And now i’m kinda thinking that i’ll never bloom again

Josie sat at a bar stool next to King. Mouse, Moth, and Bruiser were all playing pool. Well, Moth and Bruiser were playing. Mouse was doing her best to distract them from the game, which included climbing on the pool table and bonking their heads with one of the extra poles.

Josie took her phone out and checked it again. There was still nothing.

“You okay?” King asked hesitantly.

“Hmm? Oh. yeah i’m fine.” she said, barely looking up.

“Are you sure? You haven’t looked up from your phone since we got here.”

“It’s just-” she let out an exasperated breath. “It’s been a week since i talked to Kath. And last time we called she was kind of… off.”

King nodded and downed his drink. “She’s probably fine. If you’re really worried, maybe try calling her again?”

Josie pulled out her phone and tried calling. Nothing. Maybe she just fell asleep. She decided to send a text instead.

Hey baby, you okay?

Kath responded surprisingly fast this time.

Yeah, just a bit tired.

Josie frowned. Being tired never kept Katherine from calling before. Well, at least not before the tour-

I never thought I’d let myself wear the weak look

but I guess if the shoe fits

Josie didn’t talk to Kath at all for the next week. Then a week turned into a month, a month into two, until Josie was outside their apartment door, waiting to go in.

Josie took a deep breath before pushing the door open. “Kathy? You home?”

No response. Josie set down her bags and walked into the kitchen. There was a note on the counter for her.

Hey love!

If you get home before i get back, i’m just at a friends house. Can’t wait to see you again! <3

Josie tried not to be disappointed. It wasn’t Kath’s fault. She turned back, deciding to start unpacking, when something caught her eye.

Sitting on the counter was a small charm bracelet. Not just any charm bracelet though.

There's a million pairs here

String along my soul, dear, 'til my breath feels useless

“Em!” Josie ran up to the taller girl and jumped onto her back. “Happy birthday baby!”

“Jesus christ J, be careful!” Emily responded.

Josie climbed down. “Sorry babe. Look what i got you!”

Josie handed her a small charm bracelet. It had six charms already on it, and room for more. “D’ya like it?”

“Thanks baby! I love it!” Emily smiled as she slipped it on. She gave josie a kiss. Cherry lipstick and alcohol. The combination might seem repulsive to others, but to Josie it was perfect. It was emily.

It's like god fell asleep in

The middle of the day he built my self-esteem

Why was Emily’s bracelet in their apartment? Unless-

No. she’d never. She’s not like that

Josie needed to clear her head. Only one thing could help with that. She rushed to the bathroom.

'Cause I'll keep hopping on these planes

'Til we're sharing last names and a softer scene

Josie turned the corner into the alleyway. Emily was waiting there, just like she promised, with a familiar smirk.

“I knew you’d come crawling back.”

Josie looked down. She didn’t mean for it to get this out of hand. But her hands were shaking and she knew only one thing that could stop them.

“Em, give it to me. Please-”

“Nope! Kisses first baby,” Emily responded in a sing-song voice. “You know the drill.”

“Please Em, i don’t want to do this again-” she was cut off by Emily's lips crashing into her’s. She tried to pull away, but emily had her trapped and wasn’t letting go.

Cherry lipstick and alcohol. Josie wondered when the taste stopped being home and started being hell.

Instead of tying our breath in knots again

You're chopping it down in heavy seconds

Alone was never easy after you

Katherine walked in the door hours later. Josie had come down by then. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were puffy and red. Katherine noticed immediately.

“Baby! What happened? Are you okay?”

Josie held up the bracelet. “What’s Emily’s bracelet doing here?”

Kath froze. “I- I don’t know.”

“Don’t fucking lie to me!” Josie yelled, standing up so she was almost eye to eye with Katherine. “Are you cheating on me?”

“Josie, you’re not in a good mental state. Come on, lets go to sleep.”

“No! Answer me!” Josie’s voice finally broke. “Are you cheating on me?”

“Baby-”

Josie shook her head. “I knew it.”

With that, she grabbed her bags, still packed and waiting by the door, and ran.

Cause all the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance

I tried to give you space until I stepped away

From your brain and now i just miss it

Josie’s hands were shaking. She needed more. Just a bit, just enough to calm her nerves.

It had been three weeks since- since the incident. Josie tried to stay away from it. But without Kath to lean on, it was all she had left.

“So Josie, any new songs we should get ready for?”

Josie snapped back to the present. Right. The interview.

“Uh, I’m working on a new one. Called Never Bloom Again.”

The woman smiled widely. “What’s this one about?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see!” Mouse cut in. Thank goodness for mouse. Josie hadn’t released any news about the breakup and she wasn’t ready to talk about it now, especially not with this far-too-cheery-to-be-real interviewer.

Josie excused herself to the bathroom as soon as possible. She needed it bad. As soon as it was back in her, she was able to relax.

I’m so screwed.

All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance

Now I'm kinda thinking that I'll never bloom again

Josie sat across from king in a small diner. Mouse had forced them there. In her words, “Just because you’re both sad and alone doesn’t mean you can become shut-ins. Go be sad and alone together.”

So there they were. Being sad and alone together.

“Did you relapse?” King asked after taking a drink.

“Yeah,” Josie sighed. “You?”

“Duh.”

They were silent for a while after. “Why wasn’t I enough?”

Josie looked up. King was staring at his phone. Josie grabbed it out of his hand. “Don’t say that. It’s not your fault B cheated, it’s that bitch Katie’s.”

King nodded, but he didn’t look convinced. “Can I have my phone back?”

“Not if you’re gonna keep looking at pictures of B.”

“That’s not fair, you still have your phone!”

“Well I’m over Kath.” Josie said, but she sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than anything else.

“Mhm,” King said, grabbing Josie’s phone and turning it on. The screen lit up with Katherine’s face. “Completely over her.”

“Fuck you,” Josie said, kicking him under the table. He kicked her back. Soon they were full on fighting under the table and laughing loudly.

A few minutes later, after being kicked out of the restaurant, they began walking home. Josie was finally smiling again.

'Cause this is what you've done, you've done to me

Josie’s heart was racing. She had blacked out and woken up to far too many notifications.

She logged into twitter to see what all the commotion was about and froze.

It’s official. No more lies. Me and @ watch_what_happens are done. Sorry

Had she sent that? She didn’t remember it. Then again, she didn’t remember anything from the past hour-

She had hundreds of notifications; press, friends, family, and fans all wanted to know what went down.

But one stood out.

Blocked number

Guess that means i win?

'Cause this is what you've done, you've done to me

Josie stepped up to the microphone and took a deep breath. “This is never bloom again. It goes out to two wonderful exes. I hope you’re having fun together.”

She nodded to mouse and began strumming. She could feel her hands beginning to shake again.

No. Not now.

She tried to focus on the song. It was the last one in the set. She could do it. In and out, sing the words, go through the motions.

“You're not alone 'til it stings like this

I'll fake asleep until I'm dreaming

I guess you messed me up, I'll pay for this

And sleep it off without your kiss”

Josie finished the song and ran off stage. She needed something, anything. She opened the bathroom cabinet. Empty. Her bag was gone too.

Mouse must’ve found it.

She collapsed on the floor, shaking. She needed something to ground herself. Something shiny caught her eye. A small blade in the corner of the room.

It would have to work.

I never thought I'd let myself give what you took

But I sent it off in gift wrap

Josie slowly stood and tried to leave the trailer. She had been spending every night there for god knows how long, but she was done now. She had an actual family now, one that wanted her, and she was ready to go. There was only one problem.

Emily.

The sleeping girl rolled over, reaching out to where Josie was only moments earlier. She woke up with a start, noticing the lack of warmth next to her.

“Baby? Where you going?” Emily asked in a sugar-sweet voice.

“I told you Em. I’m leaving.”

Emily sat up. Her tone turned harsh. “No you’re not.”

“I can’t keep doing this Emily. I’m leaving and I’m not coming back.”

Emily grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down to the bed. “I don’t think you heard me sweetheart. You're not going anywhere.”

With that, she kissed Josie. Hard. Josie gave in and kissed her back. The taste was addicting. And as much as she wanted to leave, she would always come back.

Just as Josie was starting to drift off to sleep again, the sugar sweet voice returned.

“You’re mine.”

Now all that's left here are my lonely words, dear

I'll paint you pretty with my syntax

It was too loud. Everything was ten times louder and Josie didn’t know what to do.

The show had just ended. The fans were cheering and Mouse was trying to tell her something. But she couldn’t hear a thing.

She was in her head again.

Josie pushed through to the bathroom. She could still feel the scars from the last show. Or were those from last night? She couldn’t remember anymore. Not that she cared.

Once she had it in her again, her hands stopped shaking. It seemed less loud now. She pushed open the bathroom door, ready to put on her fake face on and pretend, when something stopped her.

Right outside waiting for her was none other than Emily and Katherine, holding hands.

Josie’s face hardened. “What do you want?”

Katherine opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it. Emily just smirked. Josie tried to push past, but Em wouldn’t budge.

“Kathy, sweetheart, why don’t you wait by the car? I want to talk to Josie alone.”

“Jo, I’m so sorry, I made a mistake, I-” Kath was cut off by Emily’s sharp gaze. She nodded and ran off.

“What were you doing in there?”

“None of your fucking business,” Josie retorted with a glare. What did Emily want from her anyway?

“Oh, we both know that it is my business,” she said with a smile. “Come on baby, did you really think it was that easy to escape it?”

Josie winced. “Don’t call me baby. You lost that right a long time ago.”

“But babe, don’t you miss it?” Emily moved closer and grabbed her hand. Josie didn’t push her away. “We had so much fun together! Don’t you want to go back?”

“I-” Josie’s head was spinning. Snap out of it. “No! What about Kath?”

Emily leaned in closer. “It can be our little secret”

“Katherine’s smart. She’ll figure it out.” What was she saying?

“Will she?” Emily asked in an innocent voice. “You wouldn’t have known a thing if i hadn’t left you that little… clue.”

Josie’s eyes widened. The bracelet. Suddenly, she could feel Emily pulling her somewhere. Before she knew what was going on, Emily was straddling her, their lips locked together.

And she wasn’t complaining

aha-

#tw alcohol #tw drugs #tw self harm #josie #josie x kath #band au #newsie oc #singer au

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redrabbitspod · 4 years

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I've been looking at the BLM tag for the past few days. I've been talking with my roommates and my boyfriend about everything that's happened. We plan on going to a protest this weekend, we're in the South. I'm scared, because one of my roommates is POC and I'm trans. I was wondering, then, if you had tips for us? My roommate has asthma, though it hasn't affected them since childhood and I bind, so a main concern is if we get hit with tear gas and struggle to breathe.

OOC: I know you probably wanted Seth or someone to answer, but I’m answering this ooc because I think it’s important. Your roommate that has asthma, I think should just consider the state of their lungs and should go to planned, organized event, and get out early. I’m in New York and I’ve been to every protest in my area dealing with BLM in the past 5 years (most in Baltimore). But I think I can speak for many downstate New Yorkers (I’m on Long Island), that most of us know someone that has had Covid. And most of us know someone who’s died. It’s no joke. Its absolutely fucking horrific and if I didn’t have asthma, putting me at a higher risk, and if the family I live with were not over the age of 65, then I would be out there, in NYC too. But my asthma is also pretty bad, so if they haven't had problems since childhood, their lungs are probably strong.

Now about you and binding, if you struggle to breathe, then realize that running will be a struggle as well. And running is your main asset when the protests turn. And since you are trans, know that the police may treat you differently. I’m not trying to be all doom and gloom, but this is serious and I think you all have to look at the cons as well as the immense pros in this. This has to do with your safety though.

With all of that being said, I think going to an organized protest would be fucking amazing. Yesterday especially there were dozens of beautiful protests around the country. Most start at 11-1 o'clock and can be found on facebook. Go if you feel you are safe from the virus or can safely distance! (which i stand by is very very important to consider. But I am also a New Yorker at risk, so I have a different perspective.)

Some tips are to keep your eyes and ears open. It only takes one instigator - may that be the police (in MANY MANY CASES) or others, always keep an eye and an ear out for people looking to turn the crowd. That is very VERY important.

In 2015, I went to an organized protest near City Hall in Baltimore, Maryland. it was only a small group of us. Like VERY small. And after facing off with mustache asshole from Fox news, we all headed towards the inner harbor to meet with other groups of protestors from other schools. When we all met up, a woman came running and saying, ‘don’t go near the jail. it’s a trap and they’re going to arrest all of you’. This was after the national guard was already in the city, and we already had the unrest the previous Saturday in the inner harbor. The first ‘riot’ in Baltimore. I turned to my friends and we had to ask ourselves if we wanted to get arrested. We were in sophomores in college and that would affect our scholarships. We decided we couldn’t take the risk and walked all the way back to our dorms.

The moment I got into my room, I heard shouting from outside. I raced to my window and the crowd grew by the THOUSANDS. My window faced North Ave, the notorious street in Baltimore. I threw on my shoes and I grabbed my phone and I ran back out there. Split decision. I didn’t have any friends with me, no buddies. And I (perhaps stupidly), threw myself into the fray. It was the most fucking amazing experience of my life. And it was the biggest protest in Baltimore at that time. I didn’t have to know anyone, because we were all screaming for one cause. It wasn’t until we walked around the entire city, through Sandtown where Freddie was killed, that we reached the inner harbor and I found my friends. But it was 8:30 by then and approaching curfew, which was 9 o'clock. We raced to get home before that struck because the police had been getting violent in previous days. That’s where this picture was taken from.

NOW WHAT FUCKIN RELEVANCE DOES THIS FUCKIN HAVE.

I heard that the tides were going to change. That the police may get violent and this was after already experiencing the police yelling shit at us, flipping us off in previous college organized protests, and watching them beat the people every fucking night. You HAVE to be conscious of those around you. If you hear that people have started to throw shit, unless you’re about that life and want to take the risk, LEAVE. And as non-black people, DO NOT BE AGGRESSIVE IN THE UNREST. The best thing you can do is create a barrier around the black protesters. The best thing you can do is try to help those around you. But don’t be one of those fuckin idiots that are spray painting on buildings, throwing shit, setting shit on fire, because it reflects badly on us. We will be blamed for it. Not saying I think you would do that, but keep that in mind.

Here are some quick tips summarized:

Watch out for unrest. The people start getting violent? leave. You cant continue the fight if you get hurt.

the POLICE START GETTING VIOLENT?! Get. the fuck. Out of there. And help anyone you see that needs it.

Keep your eyes out for a med booth or those supplying first aid. I’ve heard they are spread all throughout the protests, ready to aid.

Bring your inhaler

Write the number of your friends on your body. This day and age people don’t know each others numbers. It’s very easy to lose your phone when shit pops off. And if you get separated, you’ll be happy that you have it written somewhere. Just make sure its non-visible. Some people ended up getting doxxed during the last uprising.

Write the number of a friend that is not there, someone you trust, as well, in the same manner. If someone is handing out the number of someone representing legal counsel, take it.

Bring water with you. That is vital. And snacks. Keep your energy up in the sun.

I saw many things saying unlock your phone so people can get to your information. Do not unlock your phone. If it gets stolen then you’re fucked and if it gets in the hands of the police, you don’t want them searching through your shit. On your lock screen put all necessary information. Your picture, name, age, phone number, and the phone number of the person you trust.

Bring a black sharpie. You need to write shit down like the name of someone getting arrested? you’ll be happy for it.

stay together. try your best to not get separated. One goes, you all go. You do not want to lose someone in the fray.

MAKE SURE YOU HAVE A MASK OR SOME SORT OF FACE COVERING. FABRIC, MEDICAL, WHATEVER. NOT ONLY DO YOU WANT SOMETHING TO PROTECT YOU, BUT SOMETHING TO PROTECT YOU FROM FACIAL RECOGNITION.

tie back your hair if you have long hair.

wear baggy black clothing. you want to be as non-descript as possible. you do not want the police to be able to easily profile you.

stay far away from the fuckin cops. we saw in ft Lauderdale yesterday that it takes ONE COP to start it all.

If you have medical supplies? bring them.

If you see opposing parties trying to start shit like the trump supporters and white supremacists infiltrating the crowd? RAISE THE ALARM. TELL. OTHERS.

POLICE ARE INFILTRATING THE CROWDS AS WELL. I’ve heard that they're changing armband color every day. So if you see an armband, tell the people around you. It’s usually on the upper bicep and keep your eyes open for anyone else like that. This is important.

AOC posted this fantastic guide:

And you can find the entire thing here

Please stay safe, stay alert, stay aware, and thank you for fighting.

Black Lives Matter.

- BloodyDamnit

#rr answers 2 #red rabbits pod #black lives matter #blm protests #tips #amordantia

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xxrainstormxx · 4 years

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Save it Lover Boy. Spencer Reid x Reader (Save it for the Doctor Part 2)

(A/N: In this story it’s been a few months. I’m not great at focusing on the Romance part but there is a little more than there was last time. I really hope you guys enjoy!) Word count: 2,405 Part 1 (edit: my pleas for requests for stories are not reaching people so I will beg here. If you want a oneshot I’ll write it. Prompt or no prompt.)

After the incident with my sister, my life was flipped around for the better. I began to date Spencer, the team being unaware. I finished college and thanks to a few strings JJ and Aaron had pulled I was now the BAU's personal assistant. Granted, it was a unpaid internship so it was not very glamorous but it got me the experience I need, especially if I want to be apart of this specific team. I was the one who got coffee, filled out unrelated paper work, helped JJ set up stations and boards. I still hadn't quite gotten used to that sinking feeling when the phone rings. Or when JJ approaches your desk, or the photos. You never get used to not sleeping in your own bed, the hotels, no moments of privacy, the monsters, families loosing each other. Or the pictures, it's disgusting. I especially never got used to how numb all my friends were numb to it all at the end of the day. Especially Spence, he'd been through utter hell and yet he was still sweet and managed to smile. It worried me sometimes, how relaxed they could be at the end of the day.

So, JJ and I were setting up everything on the board. I frowned at the woman on the board. Only one, we caught it just in time for it to become a murder. It made me sick to think there was a possibility we could save the 25 year old, but instead we were called in after it became a bigger problem which made me feel sick. How easily someone gets away with something until they commit the actual murder. This woman was a very lively person. She clearly didn't deserve what she had gotten. "Samantha Burkly" JJ said softly "Poor woman." She said and left to talk to the others leaving me sitting in the conference room just tapping away at the laptop provided. I was also little Miss Penelope Garcia's assistant so I was stuck digitizing files she didn't want to, and it fucking sucked dirty dick. Yeah, let that sink in. Anyway I felt a few pairs of eyes on me only to look up and see the team staring at me through the cursed window of the room. "What?" I rose a brow causing a few to look away Spencer's eyes lingering, he was waiting for something. I don't think either of us knew what so I blew him a kiss and a subtle wink making him look away turning pink. That same shade of pink when he found me innocent and began what I would come to know as a very normal rant. His epiphanies, or what I called "braingasms" (which he absolutely despised), would strike a chord 99% of the time, and the other 1% could be brushed off as "Reid being Reid" which kinda upset me. He was a damn genius and yet no one seemed to want to listen. Sure I hadn't been around as long a the others but I would sit and listen to Spence talk for hours when on dates, I would nod, as questions and get very thoughtful and honest answers. Sure they weren't always what someone would want to hear, but did anyone ever tell you it would be good news. Reid and I could also have a very thoughtful debate. Now was that normal for couples, no, probably not. But at least he had facts to back up his opinion, making it a real debate and not just some senseless argument that fell into pointless attacks on the other person leading to a fight and rough makeup sex. Which I wouldn't mind but it'd only been a few months, and didn't wanna make an uncomfortable situation we could easily talk through anyway. What was I doing? Right, paperwork.

As I ended my very long side rant and staring into space while also staring directly at Spencer's ass, I turned to my computer. "You shouldn't stare at people baby cakes." I heard causing me to jump out of my damn seat. "I was staring into space. Jesus Derek you scared the shit out of me!" I cursed glancing to the man with his nose in a file I was digitizing, "Sorry hun. But we need a fresh pair of eyes" he said gesturing to a new less dusty file on the table in front of my computer. I recognized the face on the front as the same woman on the board. Her name written on the front clear as day. I knew what was inside and I was proud to have not seen it but now it disturbed me that my eyes were being referred to as "Fresh" in that way. It made me feel dirty and violated in a whole new way. "Why? You guys know this case inside and out. I'm just the intern." I said and snatched the older file out of his hand. I knew this poor case inside and out by now. Decapitation and sexual assault of the esophagus. Real nasty shit ya know? The woman was 22 and then a man was found two weeks later with the same thing. But the case went cold 7 years ago. It was sad. The woman's mother had killed herself and the man's father disowned his son assuming he was gay because a man did that to the literally gaping hole in his neck. It was one of the bigger case files full of dead ends. I had become intimately aware of all the details of the case, even the signature, something overlooked by the police because they thought decapitation and violation of the hole in the neck was it, and while rare that wasn't the case. It was a soft lipstick mark left on the victims hands next to the stamp of the club they went too. It was pink so very easily missed. "Because baby, you're gonna need to get used to this if you ever wanna be promoted. You can't react like you did back in January and vomit on the floor." Derek chided me softly "Fine, But you have to stop calling me baby, we aren't together. Also stop touching the files they're in alphabetical order and you're fuckin it up" I hissed smacking his hand away from another file at the bottom of the stack. "pissin me off Agent Moron" I wailed as he laughed at the new insult. I could literally feel Spencer's jelousy from the next room. It was honestly kind of cute but I could not be thinking of my boy's sweet face at the moment, I was about to see what really happened to poor Samantha Burkly. I took the new file off the table and opened it to the pictures and I was hit with a familiarity. "Derek this isn't funny. I was just looking at this file" I declared nonchalantly as I lobbed it back onto the table going back to the laptop "What the hell are you talking about?" He asked "that's a brand new file" He said "A red headed woman decapitated with semen in her esophagus and a pink lipstick mark on her hand next to it? That Hellen Barsly not the Burkly girl" I stated "You leave out Jason Green to make it more realistic?" I muttered never once looking up "Pin lipstick mark?" he questioned grabbing the file "I'll be damned there it is. You barely looked at it. That woman is Samatha Burkly" he blinked "Har har Derek" I hissed snatching the file and opened the file as Spencer walked in to listen. I barely acknowledged him because I was pissed at this point.

"I know the Banshee Hunter of West Point case better than my own fucking computer history" I said and held it up to the picture before being shocked as I saw that the decapitated woman was in fact Samantha. Right next to her living photo. "The what?" Reid asked, clearly never having heard of it. "Oh my god. OH MY GOD" I yelled and ran back to my seat pulling out all the files related to The BHWP case, I knew full well that this case was bigger than it seems. "Penelope has me on digital file duty and these cases caught my attention for some reason. The case went cold 7 years ago." I mumbled pulling up all the files that were back at the office in my desk as I'd finished them. I had a whole folder for all the connected cases, even ones where the M.O and victimolgy had changed. "The first murder dated back to 1970. A woman by the name of Jenny Boil had disappeared, she was 24 years old. Found decapitated in the middle of the highway her esophagus had been sexually assaulted. She had red hair with a soft pink kiss mark on her hand and her mouth had been stretched open like a banshee. And because her hair was red along with numerous victims leading up to the sudden coldness of the case. There are cases where the victimology changed completely or the M.O so the police never connected them or assumed they were copy cats" I rambled as I quickly set up a time line that ended with Samantha "and now hes back with the latest victim" I hit enter and the time line stretched across the screen victims all over the screen. "the pink lip stick marks. Originally they were thought to be remorse but I think this guy has some kind of fucked up chivalrous attempt" I squawked and pushed my chair to the whiteboard standing on it feeling eyes on me. I didn't know or care how many. I heard frantic flipping and click me. "This guy has over 100 known victims only 12 of them not red heads. Only 11% of his victims don't fit the victims and only 3 don't fit the M.O of the others making that 2%!" I yelled as if I was Spencer. I could feel my face turning red with adrenaline. "Now all of these cases 100 percent all have a kiss mark on the hand, same brand and color of lipstick, A frosted pink lipstick, 67 Peach Pink from the brand Nestacia" I wrote that down "And all these cases I noted have three different overlapping suspects" I said pushing Spencer out of the way of my computer and printed up their pictured and grabbed them hanging them up "Now!" I continued slapping the board "This man right here is no Biological male! His name is Tyler Grant a 59 Year old trans man! He couldn't have done it but that doesn't mean he couldn't have helped" I said noticing the whole team in the room. No one tried to interrupt because I assumed I looked batshit insane.

I was right cause I caught my refection and my hair was everywhere now, I was sweating, and my pupils were shaking. I didn't care I was on a roll. "There is no plausible way the semen belongs to him!" I said "These also can't be a copy cat killer-" I began before being unceremoniously interrupted again "But how do you-" he began before i loudly shushed Spencer. "Save it lover boy! I'm getting to that! Lemme talk your turn in over" I said making him smile just a little "As i was saying, it can't be a copy cat killer because there was also another unnoticed factor! The strange shape of the lips! No one draws on their lips this way but the pallet is larger on one side than the other. The killer has a cleft pallet, which cannot be a coincidence!" I said "and as you can see! This man right here! Leston Nikolia has a cleft pallet. But because they never had proof he'd done it due to the overlooked lipstick marks he walked free!" I yelled circling him "And we don't talk about Henry for the simple fact that he is Impotent and was in jail during the last 7 murders before Samantha and he's dead now!" I finished and took a large inhale and sat down "the lip stick is enough reasonable suspicion to bring him in for questioning. He's a coward. He cannot face people head on and most likely has high anxiety and is easily paranoid it wouldn't be hard to get a correct confession." I panted "Reid! Is this what it feels like when you solve a fucking problem? I feel like my brain just had 7 orgasms" I wished sitting back "It was always circumstantial but now that there a new victim sitting in front of me I'm sure it was him" I wished taking more deep breaths "I'm going to call Garcia and see if I can get a fact check on everything." Aaron began making my heart sink, please please don't discredit everything I just gave you. "JJ can you get us a location? Reid get started on a warrant the minute JJ gets it, Derek get a game plan together, Prentiss and I will do more investing on this Nikolia guy, and (Y/N)." he finished turning to me. "Keep going over every file you have and see if you can connect anymore of these murders. Good work" He said and the team began to work. "Holy shit" I gasped and Spencer smiled at me "You might have just solved this case." He said kissing my forehead "and I'm so damn proud" he whispered. I was still riding my knowledge high, the adrenaline still pumping so not caring that we were at work, I kissed Spencer straight on the lips. He froze because we were still in a work setting but slowly kissed back. His lips were soft, we hadn't had a proper first kiss, just forehead kisses, cheek pecks, and occasional pecks on the lips if Spencer was feeling sausey. I just giggled pulling back "That was... so much at once. How does your brain do that all the time?" I asked "Mine's been doing it a lot longer. See you after work okay?" he whispered and went to do his job "Right. Work" I whispered and sighed turning to my laptop cracking my knuckles doing real work for the first time in my internship. Who knows, maybe me and Penelope could do this kind of thing together!

#spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds oneshot

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rosesisupposes · 4 years

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i don’t wanna walk alone

somehow i never posted this? i wrote this last summer and i love unrelenting fluff so! song insp

pairing: royality

content tags: long-distance relationship, SO much fluff, proposal fic, brief mention of anti-gay protesters

words: 1,277

tag list: @residentanchor @royally-anxious @bewarethegrammarpolice @jemthebookworm @arandompasserby @sparkly-rainbow-salt @astral-eclipse @thelowlysatsuma @adorably-angsty @max-is-tired @almostoveranalyzed @potestessemagishomosexualitatis @hawthornshadow @mariniacipher

and, of course, @notveryglittery. perish😘😘😘

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Patton missed Roman. Roman missed Patton. But they couldn't complain, could they? Not when they knew exactly what they were getting into with a long-distance relationship.

They'd made the choice for their jobs. And they loved their jobs, almost as much as they loved each other

Patton had gotten the 'better' end of the deal - still at home, surrounded by their established friend group. But they'd met Lo & Virge as a couple, had introduced Remy & Emile as a couple. Pat hadn't realized how lonely it could be surrounded by such dear friends.

Roman was the one on the road, with an ever-changing cast. Of course he had friends - he attracted people like fire draws moths. But he was, admittedly, a lot, all the time, and had a tendency to consume those who surrounded him just the same way.

They found time to visit, but even once a month was expensive, and never felt worth how short the visit was, and it could never be enough

Patton trudged through the city one day, admiring the sun and trying not to spend too much time thinking of the last time he'd walked through this park.

Roman, in London this week, did the same, trying his hardest to picture their hometown activities here in Berkeley Square. They could get ice cream, and Patton would get something bright-colored and sweet and it would melt down his hand because he'd get distracted while eating it.

Patton was suddenly called to the present by shouting voices. An anti-demonstration against last week's pride parade. He felt his heart sink, listening to their shouts.

He took out his phone, looking down to avoid eye contact with the yelling mob. But as the screen lit up, the picture was of him and his boyfriend at last year's Pride. Roman had been in full form: a rainbow cape, the trans flag powdered into his hair, killer eyeliner... and the shirt that said 'The First Pride Was A Riot'.

Patton stopped in his tracks. He looked up at the protestors, then down at his phone again.

He turned on his heel and walked directly home. He had some things to arrange.

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Roman was definitely not at all worried or antsy that Patton hadn't yet responded to his 'good morning' text, and definitely had too much else to do to keep checking his phone over and over.

They had a new cast member, so a full dress rehearsal in addition to their punishing performance schedule. He was focused, for the group. But he may have quickly sent Pat a picture of the marquee, just to be sure that he'd seen their thread today.

The cast finished their run and started to drift away, laughing and handing out water bottles. They had a whole three hours before that night's call. One of the swings asked Roman if he wanted to join them for a snack, but Roman couldn't shake the itch of no response from Patton.

Finally, his phone buzzed, and he practically dove to check his phone.

🐶💙: Hey honeybunches! Are you in the middle of rehearsal?

❤️🌟: Just got out, Pattycake! Can you call?

🐶💙: How about FaceTime?

Roman grinned and pushed his hair back self-consciously as the camera turned on. They usually saved FaceTime for their off days - they'd learned fast how much time could disappear into just staring into one another's eyes.

Patton's smiling face appeared on the screen. He'd redone his hair, a clean cut and newly-shaved fade. He was also wearing... a bow tie? a white bow tie? Roman couldn't make out the background either. It was too dark, but Pat's face was visible.

"Hey, sweetie," Patton chirped. "How was rehearsal?"

"It was really good, love, the new guy is great. Where- you look so good!"

"Awww, you charmer, this old thing?"

"Where are you Pat?"

"The real question is, where are you, Ro? I think you missed your cue."

Roman's heart started to jump in his chest as he stopped short by the stage door. No, he couldn't be...

But his romantic heart urged him to walk back towards the wings all the same.

One of the techies, a wonderful human named Kai, was waiting by the greenroom door. He caught sight of Roman and grinned. "No going onstage without full costume, Roman, you know the rules."

Roman's heart had dissolved into butterflies, but he nodded in agreement.

"Which costume?"

"The ball, of course."

It was his fastest quickchange in the show, and he and Kai had gotten it down to a science of exactly 30 seconds

So less than a minute later, he was opening the door to the stage wing, fairly certain he'd already died and ascended to heaven based on his heart's current lack of function.

His suspicion was confirmed when he came face-to-face with an angel.

Patton was standing there, in the flesh, wearing a beautiful tuxedo that matched Roman's stage suit perfectly. He was smiling so big, his face looked like it was about to split in half.

"Hello, sunshine," Patton said, reaching out a hand. Roman meant to just take it, but couldn't wait a moment more. He grabbed his hand and pulled his boyfriend into his arms for a desperate hug.

"My sun and stars," Roman murmured into Patton's neck. "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too, Roro. Always, every day, and I don't want to miss you anymore."

Roman pulled his head back up, looking into Patton's eyes. They were shining in the stage lights, but had something on the edge of tears.

"Ro, do you remember our first date?"

"How could I forget? You'd seen me in Beauty & the Beast and brought a single red rose with you."

"I also tripped over my own feet when I tried to do the fancy bow."

"But I was the one who fell."

"We both were, silly."

Patton finally revealed the hand that had been hidden behind his back, and then behind Roman's. It was another rose, perfect and red.

"Ro, my dearest love. I hate being apart from you, because I don't get to feel that spark and joy of when we're together. I know it lasts until we reunite, and I know it will last for as long as we want it to. But I want to remind myself that it's always here, no matter where we may be."

Roman's heart caught in his throat as he saw that Patton's eyes were starting to glisten, and he was suddenly reaching into his pocket.

"Pat?"

"Yes honey?"

"Are you-?"

"Shh, let him finish" Kai whispered from the wings

"Roman, I want the whole world to know what you mean to me. Will you wear this?" Patton slipped down to one knee, pulling out the ring box from his pocket. It was a beautiful rose-gold band with a ruby set in the middle.

Roman was dumbstruck, and his mouth started talking without him. "How will this tell the whole world?"

Patton smiled up at him. "Because it's telling you."

Roman blessed his waterproof stage makeup as tears started to leak from his eyes.

"Yes, Patton, yes. Of course, yes. A hundred thousand times yes."

And then Patton was on his feet, and their arms were around each other, and they were kissing, sweet and slow and with happy tears turning their lips salty. And they were laughing through both tears and kisses, laughter of relief and isolation and joy and love.

They finally broke apart, and Patton grinned up at Roman. "Let's get married, honey."

Roman smiled back, kissing his boyfriend's cheek. "Just you try and stop me."

#Roses Writes Fanfic #royality #fluff #ts roman #ts patton #inspired by a bleachers song #title is from a bleachers song #actor roman #long distance relationship #my smol drama son #my smol soft son #appearance by kai

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theonlyrealgod · 4 years

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Kaminari Denki x Reader; Jiro’s Best Friend

relationship: Kaminari Denki x Reader

fluff ~

warnings : literally one curse word

2.5k words

“Are we there yet?” Kaminari groaned for the thousand times since he and Jiro got on the train but was, just like the past two hours and a half of the ride, only greeted with silence.

The purple-haired girl sat across from him with one headphone in quietly listening to music and occasionally tapping the armchair she rested her hand on. They got very lucky with the seats, no one around them and a lot of space and quiet that was quickly filled with Denki’s rambling about his training with Sero and what Mina told him about Todoroki one time and how mad Bakugou was after he pranked him.

Jiro has honestly gotten used to having Kaminari around. Sure he was annoying and loud and kind of stupid at times but nonetheless he was always there to keep her company and make her laugh if he tried he could make a really good friend. He also matured a lot during their time at UA and wasn’t just a horny teenager all the time. Sometime during the time they spent together at school and then at the dorms, she found herself texting him during the summer vacation and at some point they became somewhat close to best friends. Of course, if anyone asked he had Kirishima and she had Momo but it just so happened that here she was, with him, driving to meet her best friend from middle school.

“And then Mina said she heard some weird noises from Kirishima’s room when he had Bakugo over for studying and-“ his one-sided chatter was cut short by the announcement of the next stop they were approaching. Jiro put her headphones away and looked at her friend “This is it.” she said and got up moving towards the doors with Kaminari following right behind her.

“So Jiro, what are they like?” he asked. The train stopped and the doors slide open revealing the streets of a town ni ether of them had seen before.

“As far as I can remember they are freaking awesome, they were my best friend after all” Jiro said stepping off the train and wiping some invisible dirt off her clothes.“Well yeah obviously” Kaminari laughed standing beside her. Jiro sighed heavily and looked around looking for anyone who looked even remotely like what you looked like.

“Hey, are you sure you’re ok?” Kaminari said, his facial expressions slowly turning into a more concern one. Jiro was honestly very nervous. She wasn’t even sure what to do when she saw you or what to say or how to act, so much has changed and she hasn’t seen you in two years. You moved away just before Jiro had her UA entrance exam, you weren’t there to support her, to celebrate when she told you the good news. You guys kept in touch but as her hero work became more serious, she had less and less time to call you and it honestly surprised her when she saw your name written across the screen asking her to visit you during one of her free days. And here she was, unsure of how this will go.

“I’m just worried about you to know this... us meeting her and-“ her spoken thoughts were interrupted by a voice, a familiar voice she hadn’t heard in years

“Kyoka!” you screamed maybe a little too loud for many people passing and turning, shaking their heads disapprovingly and poor Kaminari that got scared at the sudden voice. Jiro turned to look at you and her worries were suddenly gone, replaced by nostalgia. “Y/n,” she said breathing heavily as you went and hugged her. She tensed up for a second before giving in and hugging you back.

“This is... uh,” Jiro’s face suddenly fell when she looked back at her male friend who looked like he just used too much electricity. “Kaminari Denki,” she said slowly still concerned over his state. His eyes were fixed on you and his jaw was almost hitting the floor. He had become very good at controlling his hormones but whatever he had expected it definitely wasn’t this.

“Um..” you laugh awkwardly at his reaction “I’m F/n L/n” you extend your hand for him to grab. “Oi” Jiro punched Kaminari in the arm and he finally woke up from his trans, red in the cheeks “Ah yes h-hi. Kaminari” he said introducing himself again and shaking your hand. You just laughed playfully at him and blushed a little yourself.

Jiro was narrowing her eyes watching the weird tension between you two. “Ok... what now?” she asked looking at you since you obviously knew the town better than them.

“Oh good, you asked! I actually have the whole day planned out for us” you said with a big smile. “You guys must be starving, let’s go eat first” you smile looking first at Kyoka and back at Kaminari who was still blushing.

“Do it again ahahahaha Kaminari I can’t” Jiro was choking on her words from laughing as she begged Kaminari to show you what happens when he uses too much of his quirk for the sixth time. You were cracking up at the results but didn’t want him to completely wear himself out as you guys just finished eating.

The people around you were probably giving you three weird looks because of how much noise you were making by laughing.

“Ah Kaminari you’re quirk is really amazing!” you said to cheer him up after Jiro teased him. “Thanks,” he said and scratched the back of his neck giving you a warm smile.

“What’s your quirk Y/n?” he asked curiously. You blushed slightly “It’s nothing special and also really weak but I can turn any non-organic material into clothing.” you explained with a slight smile. Kaminari thought for awhile “That can be useful” he said eventually. You chuckled looking at Kyoka who was grinning “Well she got lucky” Jiro said. Denki furrowed his brows in confusion looking back and forth between the two of you. “What do you mean?” he asked. “I’m actually studying to be a fashion designer so my quirk is indeed very useful” you smiled explaining. It wasn’t your quirk that made you chose fashion, it just so happened to help a lot with achieving your dreams.

Kaminari looked surprised for a moment “Oh” he said “Wait why didn’t you tell me this before Jiro! That’s so cool.” he said sounding genuinely excited for you.

You just laugh and shake your head continuing the conversation, talking about school and the hero course, the villains they have fought and the teachers.

Time flew by as you took them to all of your favorite places around the town. You all probably couldn’t remember when was the last time you had such a good time outside of school.

Not only were you able to catch up with Jiro but also got to know Kaminari really well, it felt like you have known each other for years.

“So you actually have a pervert in class?!” you ask widening your eyes at all the stories about their class. “Well if you count out Denki, we have one yeah” Jiro said casually sipping on her drink. You almost choke on yours and Kaminari spits him out to yell over you “Ah!? I’m not a pervert, you are!” Jiro turned to him flipping him off “You know I’m right. You’re always checking Momo out when she’s in her hero costume.” Kaminari said and that made Jiro blush like crazy

“I- I do not!” she protested but you saw right through her lies. She must have noticed your expression when her lips turned into a thin line and her face even redder than before “You have a crush? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me Kyoka!” you said smacking her hand.

“A-ah it’s not anything yet” Jiro finally gave in but regretting it immediately when she saw the smug on Denki’s face. He will not stop teasing her about it once they get back.

“Alright guys” you began checking the clock. It was already getting late. “I have one last thing planned for us to do,” you said excitedly. Kaminari sulked a little, realizing they’re leaving soon.

“What is it?” Jiro asked looking at you a little less flustered this time.

“It’s karaoke!” you sing loudly and cheering up your idea. Kaminari and Jiro soon joined in both loving the suggestion. “Hell yeah, cmon let’s go we can’t waste another second” Kaminari panicked pulling you down from the fountain you were sitting on to run towards wherever you were taking them.

You laugh “Denki wait!” but he was already ahead of you.

“What about this one?” Jiro asked remote in her hand.

“No way, gimme that” Kaminari protested trying to get the remote from her. “Stop it, it’s my turn and I wasn’t asking you” she snapped and turned towards you. “Fine! Let Y/n decide then” Denki said crossing his hands on his chest. “Ok” was all Jiro said before all attention was on you again.

You have been singing for at least an hour now and they still haven’t gotten tired of it.

“I actually agree with Denki,” you said slowly not wanting to start another fight between the two of them. “Ugh you people probably share the same brain cell for shit music,” Kyoka said pouting

“I’ll excuse myself to the bathroom then, have fun,” she said before walking away and you were left alone with Denki- what was she thinking leaving you two alone, you just met today and he was kind of low key, ok really cute. You blushed a little at your thoughts.

“Alright I guess,” he said shrugging and walked over to you. “You don’t have to sing if you're uncomfortable with just me you know?” he smiled shyly knowing Kyoka did this on purpose, she probably figured out he liked you.

“Actually do you want to dance?” you asked hoping he’d say yes. You loved dancing and the thought of dancing with Kaminari really didn’t seem all the bad, quite the opposite actually. “Oh” you caught his surprised expression, he almost looked scared. “I don’t know how” he finally said still showing little to no emotions other than surprised. “Don’t worry, I’ll teach you... if you want?” you said hoping he wouldn’t just leave you standing.

“Alright” he simply said awfully calm and got up walking towards you. “It’s really nothing special, just enjoy yourself,” you said a little panicked since you were nowhere near a professional dancer turning on the music and Accidentally in love started playing.

You moved around to the melody having fun with it. Kaminari, on the other hand, was lost, his body just didn’t move like yours and you made him very nervous. When you stopped to get a glance at him you tried but really really tried not to laugh. Didn’t work, you burst into laughter and watch as he blushes embarrassed.

“Don’t laugh at me!” he said. “I told you I don’t know how to dance,” he said crossing his arms. You go and grab his hand pulling him closer to you “Just follow my lead” you said in his ear so he could clearly hear you over the music. You two started dancing and even though Kaminari stepped on your toes countless times he was getting better. You were smiling and laughing at his silliness the whole time.

“No Denki, what is that?” you asked while laughing “This how I dance TEACHER,” he said emphasizing the fact that it really was your job to teach him as you promised. “Alright alright come here boy” you laugh and pull him closer. “I’m not a dog you know-“ his eyes widen when you were suddenly closer than expected and your arms went slowly to wrap themselves around his neck. Kaminari didn’t know what to think, he looked down at you sighing deeply, his hand automatically went on your waist when suddenly the door opened and Jiro walked in.

You and Kaminari jumped away from each other both blushing and looking at anywhere bit Jiro. “What?” Jiro asked annoyed looking at the two of you.

“Nothing,” you and Kaminari said at the same time making it even weirder. “Alright weirdos we have time for one more song,” Jiro said and walked up to you. Kaminari wasn’t sure what just happened a few minutes ago but couldn’t help and wonder; would you have kissed him if Jiro wouldn’t barge in?

“Ok Kaminari, wait here I’ll go buy us tickets”

Jiro ordered once you got to the station. She walked away leaving you and Denki alone once again.

You were sad they had to leave already but you also understood how hard hero work must be. “I guess this is goodbye then,” Kaminari said looking at you. “I guess it is” you sigh “It was really fun hanging out with you,” he said smiling “sort of took our minds of hero work for a while” he chuckled

“aw I’m so glad I was able to do that,” you answered with a big smile.

“Should probably wish us luck though.” Kaminari said looking around “Oh why’s that?” you ask curiously “It’s way after our bedtime” he explained and you immediately burst into laughter interrupting him “What are you five? Heroes who fight deadly villains have a bedtime?” you kept laughing while Denki just rolled his eyes. “Don’t laugh, it’s serious. If they catch us sneaking in after-hours we’ll be in big trouble” he scolded you and you couldn’t help but feel bad for them.

“Alright, how bout this for good luck?” you pull him close by grabbing his shirt and press your lips onto his. Kaminari widens his eyes at the sudden action but slowly melts into the kiss and kisses you back.

Jiro finished buying tickets and headed back only to find you two exploring each other’s throats “Ew” she said furrowing her face and cringing “You guys are disgusting” you both stop what you were doing both blushing and looking at Jiro.

Kaminari quickly put on a smirk “Go ahead, I’ll be right after you” he said and winked. Jiro made a barfing sound and pushed past you two to get to the train waving you goodbye. “Now... where were we?” Kaminari smirked leaning in again only to be stopped by your hand “You need to get on this train” you said reminding him that it’s the last one.

“Nah I’ll just sleepover,” he said jokingly and you just rolled your eyes.

“Here, I have a little fashion show next month. You can come and see me if you’ll have time” you said and pulled out an invitation handing it to him. “Jiro will give you my number and then maybe we’ll continue this,” you said with a smirk.

Kaminari took the piece of paper and put it in his pocket making sure he doesn’t lose it. “I’ll try my best,” he said and quickly pecked your lips before waving you goodbye getting on the train home.

I think it’s needless to say Jiro was teasing him the for the whole ride and nobody at the dorm believed him that you kissed him and not the other way around. However, Kaminari was never home again when they had a free day.

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viltrumitesuperboy · 4 years

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Spying On Your Boyfriend (Peter Parker x Trans Male Reader)

Left the chest thing ambiguous. You could be wearing a binder or have top surgery or whatever.

Requested by: anon

Could you by chance do Peter Parker with a trans male love interest, but Peter doesn't know he's trans and accidentally finds out, which leads to some explaining and fluff? Thank you for considering!

Word count: 1131

Peter had invited you over to his place to watch a movie. You were in a position you were always in: him sitting right next to you on the sofa despite all the room on it. His hand would rest on your knee, and he would hit your leg whenever he got excited about something on the screen. You kept your hand on his, pulling away when he started getting excited.

"Oh my god! Wait, watch this part really closely!" he demanded.

"Okay, okay!"

His hand had been hitting your knee, and your hands were now resting on your stomach. The very small detail he pointed out showed the viewers a plot twist.

"Look! Look look look!"

"I did! That's crazy."

You watched the rest of the movie in a quiet excitement, with you leaning onto Peter when you wanted a bite of the snack you were sharing.

"Hey, you never really talk about your family. You've met May. Like, a lot. I mean, we're all having dinner tonight."

You shrugged, hearing the blood rush through your ears.

"Not much to talk about, I guess. Your aunt happens to be cooler than the both of us combined."

He laughed and leaned his head on your shoulder, his hand turning over to hold yours.

"That's true."

"It is not true!"

Peter stopped pacing and turned to look at Tony, his face twisted in anger.

"I love my Aunt May so much but every person is equally as different as the next, and not any more interesting than anyone else! I'm super interesting! I make my own webs and he's seen me in action. But I guess being Spider-Man isn't cool enough?!"

Tony burst into laughter. Peter huffed, taken aback.

"I'm sorry, you- I can't take you seriously when you're angry. It's like a hamster is yelling at me," Tony snorted.

"Then clearly you haven't seen G-Force," Peter grumbled.

"I have not."

Peter sulked into a seat, moulding himself to the soft padding and slowly sliding down.

"It doesn't make sense that he never talks about his family. Why doesn't he?" Peter mumbled.

"Sometimes people don't like their families very much. I only ever talk about my father when I want to set an example for someone. He wasn't the most emotionally connected dad, but he tried, you know? Maybe he's ashamed of his parents."

Peter looked at Tony's desk across the room, the holographic screensaver currently displayed.

"Maybe... you have, like, everything in there, right? Government records, ancestral records..."

"Absolutely not," Tony deadpans.

"Mr. Stark, come on! I haven't done anything stupid in the last 13 missions. And I won't be doing that anytime soon. I just want to know that I can trust him."

"You're counting?"

"Uh, no?"

"Fine. Only because it's you and he's your boyfriend."

"Thank you, Mr. Stark!”

Peter followed his mentor with his mood entirely changed, all signs of being upset gone from his body. Tony gave him a strange look when he noticed. He swiped the screensaver away. Peter helpfully typed your name into the system's search, and it scrolled through all kinds of texts.

"Okay, I'll filter out anyone that isn't his age, of course, and then take the rest out from there."

Tony looked through the options, typing something frequently to narrow the search with filtered lists.

"Born in Massachusetts. 2 confirmed murders."

"Definitely not.”

"Brooklyn, runs from foster home constantly, works at a retail store."

"Maybe?"

"New Jersey, lives with one mother, and is currently under house arrest."

"No! Why is everyone a criminal?"

"It's the economy. Syosset, two siblings, lives alone in New Jersey."

"What can you tell me about the two New Yorkers?"

"Brooklyn is in school and has a part-time job at Macy's. Syosset works from home and has a physical disability."

"Neither of them sound like him. There's no one else?"

"Nope. You should just talk to him. I think that would help a lot."

Peter sighed and went back to his seat, letting it spin with his momentum.

"Can we just work on the project?"

Tony gave him a sad smile and went back to the lab desk, working on improving the tech they've been making.

"Hey, May, did you see (Y/N)?"

"Yeah, he went to your room. I have been studying this recipe for an hour and I will not mess this one up."

"If you need any help, just let me know."

"Go find your boyfriend, Peter."

Peter chuckled to himself as he made a beeline for the bathroom first. He'd made a few stops as Spider-Man and had the familiar feeling of the polluted city on his hands. It was just sanitary. He opened the door, and paused when he saw you.

"Oh, shit, the door was locked!" you exclaimed, grabbing a towel and covering your upper body.

"(Y/N)? What- What is that? Why do you-" Peter stuttered.

"May, you should fix the bathroom lock!" you shouted, panicked. "Dude, why didn't you knock?"

"She said you were in my room!"

You quickly hopped into the shower with the curtains closed and yanked your shirt, then hoodie over your head. You could hear the sink running as he washed his hands. The trip back to Peter's room was silent, and he sat on his bed with you next to him.

"... How was beating up dudes and stopping petty crime this afternoon?"

"It was good. What's up with you and your chest? I know what it means, but I want to hear it from you."

"I'm trans. I just became friends with you and it never came up, and then we started dating and I didn't know when I should have told you. I'm really sorry."

He grabbed your hand and held it in his, looking into your eyes.

"It's okay. If it makes you feel any better, Mr. Stark and I tried spying on you but we didn't find any files because you hadn't legally changed your name."

You snorted and pushed him a bit.

"Violating the privacy I never had?" you chuckled.

"Hey, you didn't even bother to tell me that you're trans, so that makes us even."

He stood up and pulled you towards the sofa and turned on the TV.

"We still have to finish our show. And you can start telling May and me about your family over dinner," he said. "And if you're not somewhere safe, you know you can always stay here."

You smiled at him, which he returned with the same energy. He pulled a blanket over you both and pressed play on the remote. You could tell May was taking photos of the two of you on her phone, and cuddled up to him more with a bright smile, just for her.

#x male reader #male reader #peter parker x male reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker x trans male reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker x male!reader #peter parker x trans reader #x trans male reader #request

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krizaland · 4 years

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hey hey; im so sorry. I tend to request a lot. I don't expect you to do any of them; but this request is for my friend. Both me and him like Zib, and from what I know you and him are friends. I can tell he's been very very down lately. He's been hiding it but; I can really tell he is not doing good at all. Do you think you could do a Zib x Male!Reader for him? or a Zib x Trans!Male reader? Since he happens to be trans and there isn't any x trans readers for Zib or Zim. you don't have to do this

You have nothing to be sorry for, Anon! I do hope this cheers up our friend!

The sounds of video game achievements and phone notifications echoed from your room as you happily tapped away at your favorite video game, only pausing to check your phone to text your friends.

Minutes turned to hours and your stomach began to rumble.

You paused the game and decided to go to the kitchen to grab a snack.

On the way to the kitchen, you passed by your mom who was rotting away at her desk as usual.

“Hi mom, just going to grab a snack!” You chirped with a wave.

“Whatever, Y/N. I don’t know why you’re telling me that.” Your mother grunted as he eyes remained glued to her computer screen.

You groaned internally. Your mom was, yet again, being passive aggressive.

“You never listen to me about the dishes! You loaded the dishwasher but you didn’t run it! I had no clean dishes for breakfast this morning!” Your mother chided as she turned to look at you.

Of course it was about the dishes. Your mom was always mad about the dishes.

Dishes loaded in the washer out of order? You got yelled at.

Refusing to touch mushy, foul smelling food your father left floating around in the sink? You got yelled at.

Not putting away the clean dishes despite them all being soaking wet? You got yelled at.

If your mom saw even one dish out of place, she’d screech so loud it would put Zim to shame.

You were growing more and more tired with each passing day. No matter how well you did the dishes, they would never be good enough for your mom.

However, you were in no mood to escalate things further. You knew you weren’t going to win an argument against your mom. At least not with your eardrums and personal belongings intact anyway.

You doubled down and hung your head low.

“I’m sorry I didn’t look full-”

“Well it was! But I’m the bad guy for trying to parent you right?! Honestly, Y/N you’re so disrespectful!” Your mom ranted.

Soon your mom’s words melted into static as she shrieked her lungs out.

This wasn’t the first time your mom blew up at you over little things. Even things as small as moving a blanket just an inch out of place was enough to throw your mom into a rage-induced frenzy.

Despite dealing with your mom’s constant tantrums your whole life, you still felt a few tears drip down your cheeks.

Her words still hurt, even though you've heard them all before.

Lazy, spoiled, brat, disrespectful son and many more insults were flung your way as you stood still and tried to block them all out.

As your mom continued her rampage, your mind begun to wander to think of your brother.

He never seemed to get half the amount of abuse you did. In fact, he was allowed to pretty much do whatever he wanted as long as he told mom where he was going.

Your brother was never even asked to do the dishes, let alone endured abuse over them. Even if he tried to do them, he wouldn’t even know how to do it mom’s way.

Heck, the dishes aside, it always seemed like your brother was favored more than you were.

“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING, Y/N?!”

The sound of your mom’s rage filled shriek jolted you from your thoughts.

“um…”

“Wow! You weren’t even listening! You know what?! Go on! Do whatever you want! I don’t care!” Your mom snarled as she turned back to face her computer.

For once, you took her up on her offer and went back to the kitchen.

You grabbed your favorite snacks and trudged back to your room.

After gently closing the door behind you, you saved your game and placed your snacks on your desk.

You sighed as you plopped into your chair and began to stuff your face.

“Maybe she’s right. Maybe I am a terrible son…..”

KNOCK! KNOCK!

“Y/N! I know you’re in there! Can you let me in! Please?”

You let out a soft chuckle and playfully shook your head.

You were wondering when Zib was going to crawl in through your window to say hi that day.

“Alright, Come on in, you goof.” You chuckled as you opened the window.

The moment the window opened, Zib rolled inside and sprung to his feet.

“You know, you really gotta stop locking your window, Y/N. It makes it really hard for me to visit you.” Zib pouted as he dusted himself off.

“The last time I left my window unlocked, you crawled through my window at 3am.” You reminded as you went back to your snacks.

“What? You know this PAK doesn’t let me sleep! Besides! You were totally happy to see me!” Zib winked as he put a hand on his chest.

“You nearly gave me a heart attack but ok.” You muttered as you kept eating.

“Well-Wait! Something’s not right. You’re normally a lot happier to see me. Are you ok? No one has been hurting my darling boyfriend right?! Right?!” Zib asked frantically as he jumped onto your desk.

“No! No! No one is hurting me. It’s just…..” Your voice trailed off as you let out a sigh.

“It’s just what?! What is it! C’mon! You can tell me!”

“It’s just my mom. She yelled at me, as usual.” You grumbled as you went back to your snacks.

“Oh. Well don’t let that old bat get to you, she’s just bitter and cranky.” Zib said reassuringly as he patted your head.

“Eh well, I’m just starting to think she’s right though….Maybe I am terrible-”

“DON’T YOU DARE SAY THAT! YOUR MOM IS WRONG! YOU’RE NOT TERRIBLE! She just can’t get it through her thick skull that you aren’t perfect!” Zib ranted as he pulled your face close to his.

“Zib! It’s more than that….”You sighed as you pulled your face out of his grip.

Zib opened his mouth to protest but realized that the last thing you needed was more yelling.

“Look, just because you make mistakes doesn’t make you a terrible person. Your parents should consider themselves lucky to have a son as amazing as you! You’re smart, talented, funny, not to mention incredibly kind! So what if you can’t please a bitter old bat? There are countless people out there who would kill to even be in the same room as you!” Zib ranted as he folded his arms.

While Zib’s words towards your mom were a little harsh, you were touched by his sentiments.

You opened your mouth to speak but Zib continued.

“And if anyone else is too stupid to see your greatness then, at least you have me! At least I understand how wonderful you are!”

“Really? Even though I’m lazy?”

Zib’s face softened a bit.

“Y/N, you’re not lazy and even if you were, that still wouldn’t make you a terrible person. There are far worse things you could’ve done than skip out on a few chores. Believe me, I know.” Zib ran a hand down his PAK.

“Zib….”

“Y/N, you’re amazing in every way….Don’t ever let anyone, not even your parents, tell you otherwise.” Zib sighed as he scooted closer.

You looked up at Zib and smiled. He may have been criminally insane but by god that boy loved you.

Noticing your snacks were finished, you let out a soft chuckle.

“Heh. I suppose you’re right. Hey…Do you wanna cuddle or something?” You asked gently.

Zib’s yellowed eyes lit up as an excited grin spread across his face.

“I thought you’d never ask!”

And with that, Zib jumped onto your bed and patted a spot next to him.

You couldn’t help but laugh as you plopped down next to him.

Zib pulled you close to his chest as a few tentacles from his PAK put down a small towel under his chin so he wouldn’t drool on you.

You closed your eyes as you listened to the sound of Zib’s shriveled heart beating.

“I love you, Y/N….”

“I love you too..”

#invader zim #invader zim x reader #izib x reader #zib x Male!Reader #Anonymous

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