#not trying to be rude anon! just. no one really goes by its gotta be this for this animal it seems

[poisonhemloc]

the plural of platypus is platypodes :D

I actually googled it and there isn’t a solid consensus! Playpodes is correct if you’re going by “this word has a Greek root” but people tend to use playpuses or just platypus or pseudoLatin platypi which, honestly I use cause it’s the most fun to say

#poisonhemloc's rambles #not trying to be rude anon! just. no one really goes by its gotta be this for this animal it seems

[thebigoblin]

Sterek Fic Recs Part 3

[You can find the first two lists here: Fluffy Sterek Recs & Sterek Fic Recs. Also here's a special fic, check it out]

First off, thank you all for a 100 followers!! As of September 7, 2021 you've made me feel really, really good about my obsession with two oblivious idiots (with sprinkles of the hale pack and other fandoms), and this is my way of thanking you ♥️

If you're on PC, you can see that there is a page dedicated solely to fic recs, which caters to other ships & fandoms too. So don't feel left out if you're looking for something other than Sterek!

Without further ado, let's get to it then!

an awful curse

Isaac is asleep in a chair. The angle of his neck makes Derek wince in sympathy.

"Isaac," Derek says.

Isaac snaps awake immediately.

"You're-"

"Where's Stiles?"

"Stiles?" Isaac asks.

Jesus. It's not like they know more than one.

AU - Canon Divergence | 6.3k | By blinkiesays

Throw Away The Key

Stiles knew it was stupid to go to the hunters’ headquarters all by himself, so when he finds himself caught, he can really only blame himself.

It shouldn't surprise Stiles when the situation quickly goes from bad to worse as the hunters throw him to a feral werewolf waiting to tear him apart.

Sucks that it's Derek, though.

AU - Canon Divergence | 5.9k | By mommymuffin

Whatever Happened Last Night, Why Did Glitter Have to Be Involved?

Derek rolled out of bed in search of his phone - quickly finding it in the pair of jeans that had evidently been tossed aside haphazardly on the way to the bed. Seeing the pants sparked flashes of memories - wolfsbane-laced alcohol, loud music, multicolored lights.

Peter’s new supernatural-friendly club - the pack had gone to the opening night party.

He unlocked his phone and opened the pack group chat, which Erica had affectionately named ‘Moon Sluts’.

>>Derek: What the fuck happened last night

[or: Derek wakes up with three things on his mind: he feels like he was punched by a troll, his mate is missing, and there's glitter covering his bed. Oh, and the pack group chat is mildly helpful]

**

Prompt #159 - “Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.”

Crack Vibes | 1.2k | By ash_mcj

Good to Eat

So if Stiles married Derek Hale, he could become Jewish too? Perfect. It was settled. Stiles gleefully shoveled a forkful of cheesy shells into his mouth.

"Uh oh. I know that look.” Claudia shook her head.

"Don’t worry, Mom, ” Stiles said, reaching for his plastic Batman cup.

"I’ve got a plan.”

"Good luck, Derek Hale,” his mother muttered.

Rude.

AU - Childhood Friends | 1.7k | By Jmeelee

Murder Brows and Avoidance Tactics

Derek gets the wrong end of the stick.

Written for prompt: "You're jealous, aren't you?"

AU - Everybody Lives | 2k | By Dragonink13

Double Vision (only registered users can read this one)

"So what caused my hearing and sense of smell to dull?"

Deaton's brow furrowed, all amusement vanishing from his face. "What do you mean?"

Derek snapped, letting loose all of his anger and fear at the man before him. "I mean I can't hear your heartbeat or the cars down below or the birds in the attic! I can't smell the flowers in Mrs. Everett's apartment, I can't smell the rotting burger in the fridge that Isaac left in there a month ago, I can't smell or hear anything like I normally can!" Deaton mouth was pressed into a thin line. "Can you explain that?!"

 Tumblr Prompt: Derek jealous of himself.

AU - Everyone Lives | 6.1k | By Novkat21

Kiss?

Derek likes kissing Stiles, honestly he does. Until he doesn't.

Fluff | 3.6k | By clotpolesonly

Oblivious Misadventures, and Other Such Tales

Going to college was exciting and new, a chance for new friends and a fresh start, and the best part was, there was a supernatural fraternity on campus, meaning Scott finally had the freedom to be himself.

Then he met the resident human who came with a stalker alpha. What was the point of a supernatural fraternity if he still had to pretend to be human. And seriously, did Stiles ever fall asleep somewhere normal?

--

(aka - Five TImes Scott Found Derek and Stiles Sleeping, and the One Time He Didn't)

AU, Supernatural is real but not known by everyone, Alive Hale Family | 11.2k | By Little Spoon

Call Me (Cliché)

When the sheriff's sister ends up in a wheelchair for the duration of summer, Stiles' dreams of three months full of pack bonding, late-night video games and bro-time with Scott come crashing down. He's temporarily relocated to Redford, a three hour drive away, and he can already tell he won't be getting many visitors.

Sure the pack will forget about him while he's gone, Stiles is determined to make the most of his summer of isolation, training his body and mind - and his magic - so he can come back with a bang, and maybe catch a certain Sourwolf's eye.

Then Derek shows up at his window one night with a flimsy excuse about needing research done. Suddenly, his summer away is looking a whole lot more interesting.

AU - Canon Divergence | 84.6k | By Orphan_Account aka the author has dissociated themselves from the fic

Shiver

Stiles has really, really cold hands. Luckily, Derek knows just what to do about that.

Established Relationship | 1.7k | By canistakahari

Derek Hale's Possible Heart

An anon sent me a sterek prompt for Laura teasing Derek and Stiles joining in, then somehow sharing their feelings for each other in the mess of things.

AU - Canon Divergence | 4.3k | By loserchildhotpants

What's a Secret Identity?

Stiles sipped at a mug of coffee, absently watching the news play in the break room. Because of course a news station couldn't play anything other than its own content, even in the one part of the office that was supposed to be a safe space from work. His interview with Superman was making a rerun and Stiles glanced at Derek before commenting absently, “I’d totally let Superman fuck me.”

Derek, who had been in the middle of a swig of coffee, choked violently, “That’s not something I needed to know at nine in the morning, Stiles.”

Stiles raised an eyebrow. “What time would you prefer I tell you about all of the things I would let Superman do to my body?”

AU, Derek is Superman | 7k | By Chrystie, imabignerd and kate882

i see that you've come so far [just like them old stars]

But her big brother’s unwillingness to touch anyone, like he thinks he doesn’t deserve it isn’t the only thing she notices. She also notices how Stiles doesn’t touch him.

Everyone reaches for Derek in some form or another, but Stiles- Stiles is something different altogether because he reaches for Derek but he never makes contact.

He’ll be trying to shimmy past Derek and instead of putting a hand on his arm like most of them do, he’ll reach out with a hand and stop it scant centimeters away from Derek’s skin.

Or they’ll be walking alongside each other and Stiles will hover a hand on Derek’s lower back.

It’s both fascinating and tragic to watch, like NASA lost control of one of their robots and instead of it landing on the moon it’s fated to gravitate around it.

AU - Canon Divergence | 2.3k | By crossroadswrite

Déjà Vu

There’s a shop in Beacon Hills that no one knows anything about except that the mysterious proprietor, a witch in whispered circles, knows what you need before you do and that the things given are always just what you need.

Derek, lost after a breakup, heads into the shop to see if he can find something to help him forget his ex. The witch gives him a potion to drink, and when Derek wakes up, he finds he’s sixteen again and there’s a new student at his school, Stiles Stilinski.

Everything is familiar and yet not, and Derek finds he’s strangely drawn to Stiles in a way that is entirely supernatural.

AU, Supernatural is Real | 8.8k | By gremlins-came-and-got-me and StaciNadia

Start Small, Like Oak Trees

The months following Allison's death have passed Stiles by in a haze of monotony. He sleepwalks through days that seem to lose their color, an unwilling passenger in a body he no longer trusts. Eventually, he thinks, he'll just fade away. He isn't sure anyone would notice. Then, during a spur of the moment grocery run, he stumbles upon Derek Hale attempting to console a lost child, and for the first time in recent memory the world doesn't seem so awful.

He's not sure what he'd been expecting when he eventually convinces Derek to move into the Stilinski's spare bedroom, but a newfound passion for weeding and topsoil certainly isn't it.

AU - Canon Divergence | 24.2k | By SmallBirds

Undercover K9

As it usually goes, Derek acts before he thinks. This time he has a good reason, though-it's all Stiles' fault. Mostly.

Or, that time when Derek volunteered to spend all his spare time as a wolf with the Beacon Hills Sheriff's Office K9 Unit, just to protect Stiles' dumb ass.

Future Fic | 17.9k | By Cobrilee

Rose Colored Glasses

“Obviou—um, what? Derek?” Stiles managed. “What? You’re not colorblind. You’re colorblind?”

“Yes.” Derek said gruffly. “And?”

“And? What do you mean and? You can’t see colors?” Stiles demanded, thrown. “Does it—what kind is it? Red-green? Blue-yellow? Why doesn’t—oh my god, is this why your entire freaking wardrobe was completely black until like two years ago? Oh my god!”

“There’s nothing wrong with having a favorite color, Stiles.”

Established Relationship | 2.2k | By SassyStarboard

1,460 Days (gotta clean my slate)

Two years after Scott becomes Alpha and Derek gives it up for Cora, Stiles gets hurt during a fight and ends up in a coma for two weeks. According to the nurse, a guy has been visiting him every day and, as much as he wishes it were Derek, it sounds a lot like Scott. Except he and Scott aren't even friends anymore.

AU - Canon Divergence | 10k | By army_of_angels

This is it for now. Happy reading y'all! ♥️

#sterek #my sterek fic recs #sterek fic recs #derek hale #stiles stilinski

[fruitcoops]

Maybe just coops having a really rough and tiring day at the rink and then cuddling and ordering takeout?

Woohoo! Coops fluff! I combined this with another ask as well <3 Coops credit goes to @lumosinlove

Anon 1: I’d love to see coops talking more seriously about having (adopting) a child in the future- I really latched onto those like 2 sentences when they babysit Jules

“What if we quit?” Sirius smushed his face into a couch cushion, stretching his legs out until they hung over the edge.

“You’d be sad.”

“Hockey sucks.”

“Hockey sucks,” Remus agreed. “Unfortunately, we love it.”

“I know.” Sirius shifted to lay on his back and groaned at the ache in his entire body. “Why do we do this to ourselves?”

“We’re gluttons for punishment and it feels nice being strong.” Remus let his head fall back to look at Sirius upside down, then reached over and poked his nose. “Boop.”

“Bonjour.”

“We should get takeout.”

“Thai food?”

“God, yes.” Remus flailed an arm toward the coffee table and sighed heavily when he couldn’t reach his phone. “Alright, Loops, be an adult.”

“Are you talking to yourself?” Sirius laughed.

“Mind your business.” Remus stuck his tongue out playfully, then scrolled through his contacts and pressed a number. “Hi, is this New Leaf?”

Sirius rubbed his hamstring with a grimace; his hip would surely be bruised by tomorrow, and he wasn’t looking forward to manhandling his swollen feet into skates again. It would be another night of ibuprofen, ice, and elevation, apparently. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as Remus rattled off their order in his most polite customer service voice—which was absolutely hilarious to hear since he sounded like a midwestern dad who had never said ‘fuck’ in his life—and tried to check in with each of his sore spots.

Feet? Mostly numb. Thighs? Painful as hell. Abs? If I have to sit up, I will die on the spot. Arms? Noodles.

Remus set his phone down and flopped back into the chair again, resigning himself to a slobber-coated hand from Hattie’s kisses. “Twenty minutes.”

“How’s your knee?”

“Decent. How’s your hip?” Sirius made a face and he laughed. “Good answer. Ugh, even laughing hurts.”

“I feel like Coach is punishing us for something, but I don’t know what it is.”

“It’s almost playoff season. He’s probably just being paranoid again.” Remus rolled his ankle and grumbled under his breath. “We should send Molly a fruit basket.”

“Or a babysitter. Their youngest is Harry’s age, right? I can’t even imagine what that would be like.”

Remus was quiet for a moment. “I can.”

His tone had changed—all the teasing had melted away, leaving something soft and honest in its place. Sirius turned on his stomach and leaned his chin on his forearms so he could see the back of Remus’ head. “You can?”

“I mean, maybe not six kids, but…one or two.” He shrugged, though Sirius could hear the nervous edge to his voice. “We—we talked about it before, remember? When Jules was here.”

“Yeah, I remember.” Sirius coiled one red-blond curl around his finger, and Remus shifted to face him. “I’d like that.”

“Me, too. Not now, though.”

Sirius laughed lightly. “No, definitely not right now. Maybe three years? Four? Is there some kind of timeline we can look up for this?”

“How To Adopt Kids As A Gay Couple When You Both Play Hockey.” Remus held his hands up with a grin, like he was outlining a marquee. “There’s gotta be a pamphlet somewhere.”

Sirius reached up and took one of his hands, pressing a careful kiss to the inside of his wrist. “Kids have school during the day and practice is usually over by three. A baby would be hard, though.”

The joking amusement dimmed as Remus thought. “There are a lot of kids in the foster system.”

“I’m a little iffy about finding a surrogate,” Sirius admitted. “As cool as it would be to have a kid that’s genetically ours…I don’t know. There are so many options.”

“I think we should start with getting married, since we still have so much to do with that.” Remus paused and squeezed Sirius’ hand. “But let’s keep this pinned, yeah? Once the dust settles and we’re stable, I do want to talk about this more.”

“Same here.” He scooted forward to kiss Remus’ forehead, then felt a warm hand guide him down for a proper kiss. “I’m so glad we’re on the same page.”

“Baby, we’re on the same sentence.” Remus smiled against his mouth. “That’s the best feeling in the world.”

They kissed lazily until the doorbell rang, startling them both after the comfortable quiet and sending Hattie into hysterics. Sirius hobbled over to the door and grabbed his wallet off the table while Remus held her back by the collar. “Hello, are you from New Leaf?”

The delivery boy stared at him in shock.

“Is that our food?” Sirius tried, pointing to the plastic bag in his hands. The kid nodded. “How much do I owe you?”

“You’re Sirius Black.”

Behind him, Remus was snickering. “I am. How much do I owe you for the food?”

The kid’s eyes flickered down to his leg, which he was carefully keeping weight off. “Are you okay?”

“Leg fell asleep.” Sirius paused for a second. “I’m also pretty hungry.”

“Oh! Oh, right, sorry.” He nearly fumbled the bag as he handed it over. “Here you go, sir. The total is fifteen sixty-five.”

“Thanks.” Sirius handed over the cash and a tip, then waved. “Have a good night. Drive safe.”

The boy blinked. “I have a bike.”

“Bike safe, then. Thanks for the food.” He closed the door as the delivery boy awkwardly backed down the steps and Remus burst out laughing behind him. “Mon dieu, I hope he gets home alright.”

“He looked like he was about to pass out,” Remus wheezed as he let go of Hattie. She immediately zeroed in on the takeout bag and began sniffing it like it was the last food on earth. Sirius squinted through the window and saw the delivery boy swing a leg over his bike, then lightly thump his forehead on the handlebars.

“Shit, he feels bad,” Sirius muttered, keeping an eye on the bike until it was safely out of the neighborhood. “Was I rude? Should I call and tell the restaurant he did a great job?”

“You did fine, baby. Are we going to try and be functional by eating at the table or can we chill in the living room?”

“I’ll set up Avatar if you get forks.”

Ten minutes later, as the opening credits played and they sat shoulder-to-shoulder on the couch with warm curry, Sirius set his food on the coffee table and wrapped his arms around Remus’ shoulders, nuzzling his face into his neck. There was a shift while Remus put his own food down, then a hand came up to comb through his hair. “Hey, baby, what’s up?”

“Nothing. You’re warm and I love you.”

Remus sighed and cuddled into him, holding him just as tight. “I love you, too. Squish time?”

“Squish time. Curry can wait.”

[antiloreolympus]

13 Anti LO Asks

1. ok but thats seriously what bugs me so much about LO, it never actually lets serious moments be serious, it's always lampooned by rachel's insistent need to force in her juvenile "humor" and never actually depicting how pressing things are. even the following moments from persephone's r//pe was undercut by hades making stupid puns! i understand if rachel cant write something more serious than "[x] is bad" but if thats so, then dont try it? because thats how you end up with this pretentious mess.

2. since when did lo hades have earrings??? i legit do not remember this ever being a thing??? is he trying to be hip with the kids 😭my man you still look like a crusty old man the earrings arent helping 😭

3. lo hermes looks and acts like flaky from happy tree friends and no thats not a compliment (TW for gore, blood, and violence if any of you google it)

4. Even though the earlier art style was better there are still some cursed panels from the earlier pages that still haunt me. Especially the way Persephone was drawn differently in so many of the panels.

5. lo hades has such "how do you do fellow kids" energy and im not sure why

6. im also confused on the fertility goddess stuff because how stupid is persephone if she didnt notice? she can create life and nature without even thinking and shes implied to be a genius in biology, so how would she not even notice this? if RS really wants to go with this plot, then why have her professor bring it up in class? why not show persephone going to her uni's library to research the topic and pouring over it? that's an easy way to show persephone's intelligence, yet LO doesnt even try.

7. What I wanna know in LO was how Demeter and Hestia were compensated after the war. The three brothers got to be kings and Hera is queen, but what we know of Demeter is that she had a millionaire dollar business that’s probably made it on its own (unless she was helped out) and then Hestia all we really know about her is that she runs that TOGEM and idk if there’s only 4 of them, Hestia really had a group by herself for a bit since Athena is Zeus’ (assumed) daughter, Artemis (Zeus’ assumed daughter) and persphone (newest member) which seems shitty since they won a war together

8. I think what happened with LO’s art style was RS got “lazy” (I’m lacking the right word). I feel like without the colors all of the men in LO have the same body type, and Hermès and Apollo may even have the same face if they smile the same. So to compensate for that lack of body diversity, RS doubled down on Hades’ features to make him stand out more to really show he’s the male lead. However, even in her own words he looks like Persphones’ “dusty ass dad”

The women use to be a little different but they’re all starting to blend with body types. Her was small, but now she’s short and busty like Persphone. RS makes Persphone look short and busty all the time but almost childlike. Minthe was skinny but her last moments she was busy. Aphrodite I feel was just busty but then tried to make her look small also with Ares and Hades beside her. Hestia stayed the same but is still small and busty. Athena was tall and thin (?) but now she’s tall but busty (and her relationship with Hestia looks like it mirrors HXP). Idk I just feel like the longer screen time the female characters get the more they start mirroring Persphone’s look. Like even Artemis was getting empathized on being small next to her brother Apollo. Like all the girls gotta look small but curvy as the story goes on. 

9. Demeter: watched her friend get ripped in half. Watched her friend get continually cheated on, paying the price for not hiding a mistress , watched metis get eaten, her back clawed, fought in a war. Later made a daughter who’s a fertility goddess (probably an accident) and now has to raise her. That same daughter then went on a rampage and isn’t really remorseful

Fans: Demeter is such an overbearing mother who gets in the way of our ship.

10. on regards to ace characters, asexuality is a spectrum like everything else, so a lot of asexuals actually do enjoy and have sex, so the maidens doing so isnt inherently a problem, its the fact rachel is clearly viewing it through a strict binary where she assumes asexuality is something that can be "fixed" over time/when the right person comes along. its also a bad modern reading of it, as "virginity" in an ancient sense meant via marriage, not via sex, but I doubt rachel cares to factcheck it.

11. Imagine an elf is given a job to do at a human institution. The humans think elves don’t need bathroom breaks, since they know they can hold it for days, but this elf has been traveling to reach their job, and has already been holding it to the point they are in pain. They ask for a break, but their job is important and time sensitive, so they admit they can still hold it when asked. After a full day of work, the elf tries to reach the bathroom in time, but they were never told where it is.

From OP: I think this might be a nymph allegory? Anon never specified so I'll put this here anyway.

12. ya know if hades has to lie to make apollo seem worse (who does not need much in this comic) its like??? why is he persephone's lawyer then?? lawyers are literally told not to lie, this is basic law 101. thats why they dont want their clients to mention to them if they actually did the crimes because then the lawyers have to say it in court. if hades lies so casually just to keep persephone away from justified punishment, then thats bad actually!  both in being a decent person and as a lawyer!

From OP: Hades didn’t lie but he was definitely out of line. RS liked a tweet saying that the wife thing was “subconscious” so it probably was. (Still doesn’t make it right but I doubt he’d say those things on the stand.)

13. I know Minthe was written in a way she was suppose to be unlikesable, she’s rude, she yells and she doesn’t hesistate. HOWEVER RS wrote her character badly. Minthe is so unliked? How was she able to be a bad gf to hades and Thanatos? Like yes it’s an affair but how was she able to pull 2 gods?! We don’t hear Hades or Thanatos say what they like about her BUT they both still had a fling with her. (Honestly I feel it’s cause RS can’t bare writing one nice thing about the female anatangoist without trying to make Persphone look good)

The other thing bothering me was everyone knew about her relationship with Hades after she put it on fatesbook, but everyone talked about the kiss in such a positive light IN FRONT OF HER. Aren’t they suppose to be scared of her? Why did the girls in the yoga class/dress shop had so much to say about that kiss? Because they knew persphone? Did they know every other detail too? What was their actual beef with Minthe?

I feel like realistically some more characters would have sympathy for Minthe if they didn’t know her that well because of Hera. Everyone knows Hera is a pill to deal with and she’s the goddess of marriage who hasn’t really tried bringing Minthe and Hades to the alter. That right there should let everyone know that Hera probably doesn’t help the situation.

Idk, I feel like RS could have gone deeper and made the character not such HXP shippers cause most people wouldn’t cheer for cheating nor an old ass guy getting with a 19 year old. (Idk how fast the news of the slap spread, but I doubt it made it to every place in their fictional world)

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

[mojwisungie]

Better

req (from: anon) ➥ : can u do a headcannon about jeno being jealous 🥺

☄︎ summary: jeno is kind but who is he to act like a saint when he’s feeling like a devil on court?

you and your boyfriend are kind of the opposite of each other

he likes cats, you like dogs

he’s team captain and youre on the bleachers

t-swift reference bc you guys listen to her in his car

this isnt any reason for you to not be together though

you compliment each other

he’s the yin to your yang

he’s the blue to your berry

he’s the apple to your pie

he = Lee Jeno

team captain of the basketball team 😌

and your handsome ace boyfriend

bc of this, you now have a solid common denominator: basketball

you know practically everything about it now bc he doesnt really shut up about it

from the rules to the actual game play 

you even know some nba players !!

jeno still is your number one though

he only plays basketball ❤️ not your feelings ❤️

and today, he has a match

semi-finals !!! and !!! you dont gotta go far just to watch !!!

you love bus rides with jeno though,, dont get it wrong

but you being a sleepyhead and him being the nicest bf ever isnt a good match

bc you end up sleeping on the way to the venue and he lets you fall asleep on his arm/shoulder

you say sorry and tell him he should wake you up but he always says its alright even though you see him do extra stretch exercises before games bc of the numbness he feels from the lack of blood flow

no problemo about that now !! bc 

its gonna take place in your school 🤪

the bell rings and that signals the early dismissal

everyone LOVES a good intense basketball, and your school admin isnt an exception

most of the students zoomed out from their respective classes to get good seats for the game

but you were on your way heading towards the opposite direction, which is to the restrooms

jeno told you he needs to exchange jerseys with you bc their opponent is gonna wear blue- the same as your school’s color

and yes... you have his other jersey (perks of being his s/o)

"nono... why do you guys have to be the ones to adjust?" you ask

"love, it doesnt matter whether we wear blue or white, dont you think?"

"hmm. i guess youre right, you still look and do great in whatever color you wear"

this tall man BLUSHES when he hears that

anyway he kisses your cheeks before going

he takes a while to change out of his school uniform and into his basketball uniform

though it may take him a few minutes to get ready, it’s alright bc you change your top to wear his jersey

he doesnt say it out loud but when he sees you on the bleachers representing him by wearing his number and his last name his heart swells

you exit the restroom to see him waiting for you outside and so you walk together to the gym

jeno recognizes the fact that some are envious bc youre the one who gets to be with him and he also knows that there are people who would like to be in his place

bc of this, you two enter the court hand in hand

as he proceeds to warm up with the team, you go to the bleachers

and you proceed to be on your phone (maybe to take pics of your bf, who knows)

youre pretty much chilling since its 20 mins before the game starts

your peace is destroyed by a player of the other team sitting beside you

jeno sees this happen

and even though he witnesses the way you ignore the guy

he feels a wave of pain on his chest and he knows: its jealousy

he’s a reasonable man, but who the hell does that guy think he is to even breathe the same air as you did

he’s still occupied with his thoughts as he sees the guy leave

with a smirk on the face that he wants to punch

he’s now striding towards to where you were

“what did that say to you?”

“he asked for my number”

“and?”

“and he said some dumb things”

“what dumb things, y/n?” he asks as his voice lowers in tone

YIKES... captain lee calling his s/o by their first name? you have to tell him that the guy with the same jersey number as him told you he’s gonna show you he’s the better #23. yes, yes u do

“do you believe in him?”

“of course not!! nono, you’re the best basketball player for me. i only believe in your team, and i definitely believe in you, no one else :((”

“you better do”

and he storms off

the game starts and jeno is on fire

he steals the ball whenever he gets the chance to

he blocks everyone who’s trying to shoot the ball

he scores and scores and scores

soon enough the game ends in 90-101 in favor of your school

jeno slips away from his ecstatic team and goes to you

when he reaches you, the first thing he does is hug you tight

you try to tell him how youre so proud of him and how amazing he was but he cuts you off

“im sorry for being rude before the game, love. i just didnt like what happened and felt jealous even though it was unnecessary” he says softly

“nono, it’s alright. as long as you remember that i love you and no one else, it’s alright” you hug him tighter

you kiss him on the cheeks as you pull away

only for him to pull you close to kiss you on the lips and embrace you in his arms again

“let’s stop hugging for a minute, youre sweaty”

“yah!! let me hug you a little longer, you’re my lucky charm 🥺”

“ohoho i didnt know youre clingy like this when youre jealous, nono 😏”

“euh?! i always hug you after games what do you mean”

“the loser is looking at us right now, huh?”

“yes”

you just LAUGH

☄︎ lou.note: thank you for requesting,anonie!! i just have to say that this is based on my assumption that jeno is confident but when it comes to his s/o, jealousy might come with a little insecurity with it. anyway,, its kind of lengthy but i enjoyed writing this even though i had to rewrite bc the drafts messed up but anyway, i hope you enjoyed! 💙

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Redemption, Forgiveness and She-Ra S5

So just to spite the anon who told me to stop posting my opinions, I’m gonna post another opinion!

This will contain spoilers for SPOP, Avatar: the Last Airbender, The Good Place, and Steven Universe.

So the most common take that I’ve heard about S5 from Catra stans is that it’s a story about redemption and forgiveness and that if I’m in any way critical of it then I’m saying abusers can never redeem themselves.

To which I say: the second part is a strawman argument, and the first part doesn’t help because it’s a bad story about redemption and forgiveness.

Part 1: Redemption

The problem with S5′s stories about redemption is that they are, universally, undercooked.  For things that the fanbase had been wanting for months, they’re surprisingly lacking in meaningful impact.

Catra’s is the least bad, because Catra is at least on-screen long enough to tell us that it seems to be sticking, but it’s still not good.  It’s rushed, it’s weightless, and it feels like they didn’t even check what she’d done in the past three seasons that she would need to find redemption for.

At no point does she meaningfully confront her actions (which, in case you’ve forgotten, ranged from bringing about the death of Queen Angella (S3E6), to repeated attempts to murder or permanently harm Adora (S1E11, S1E13, S2E5, S3E4-6, S4E3), to bullying Scorpia (present throughout but most obvious in S4E6), to taking part in a war crime (S4E8)), nor does she really confront the jealousy and spite that drove them.  Indeed, the episodes that could have been spent showing us her character development are spent showing us that she still has a very unhealthy attitude towards Adora (S5E6) and telling us that she underwent her character development offscreen, while we were distracted by Double Trouble (S5E8).

Hordak’s is even worse, because Catra at least admits she wronged people, even if the focus is put almost entirely on Catra feeling bad about it.  Hordak realises, accurately, that being made into a cog in a machine of conquest is bad (S5E13)...but he never makes the leap onscreen to it still being bad when he did it to other people, as he did to Adora and the other Horde kids (S2E7).  It treats Hordak’s decision to break free of Horde Prime as if it in and of itself makes him good, overlooking that the life he’s trying to go back to was the one where he ruled over an empire of stolen children.

I don’t even want to get into Shadow Weaver.

AtLA gave a compelling redemption arc to Zuko by having him confront the consequences of his actions.  SU gave a compelling redemption arc to Peridot by showing us, in great detail, her evolution from antagonist to ally.  SPOP just kinda tells us that characters are good now and expects that to work out okay.

And the really depressing thing is that both these characters actually could have sustained really compelling redemption arcs!  I would have loved to see Hordak meaningfully realise onscreen that the universe does not consist of him, Horde Prime, Imp, Entrapta, and a bunch of largely interchangeable pawns for him to treat as he sees fit.  I would have loved to see Catra wrestle with and overcome her resentment of Adora, maybe come to understand that being Shadow Weaver’s favourite fucking sucked actually.  The show just didn’t bother, and so what we got was on par with a bad fanfic or the backstory for a D&D character.

Part 2: Forgiveness

For my money, one of the best stories about forgiveness in modern media is in a third season episode of The Good Place called “A Fractured Inheritance”.

Explaining it with as few spoilers as possible, protagonist Eleanor Shellstrop discovers that her cartoonishly neglectful mother Donna faked her death and seems to have built a new life where she’s a good stepmother to a child.  Eleanor spends most of the episode convinced that her mother is running a scam, but eventually concludes that this does appear to be sticking and gives up her plan to reveal Donna’s secret, cautioning her not to go back to how she used to be.  At the end, she opens up to a friend about the trauma she sustained as a result of her upbringing.

SPOP could never.

"A Fractured Inheritance” tells a more compelling story about forgiveness in 15 minutes of screentime than she-Ra S5 managed in four and a half hours because The Good Place cares about Eleanor’s trauma.  It’s portrayed as pretty understandable that she has a grudge against her mother, and working through that takes time and sustained proof that Donna has changed.  More than that, forgiveness isn’t portrayed as a magical button that instantly solves Eleanor’s issues; just because she’s letting go of her anger towards Donna doesn’t mean that the harm she suffered as a result of Donna’s neglect goes away.  Her fear of opening up or being vulnerable, stemming from a childhood of constantly being shat on when she did, is still there, even after reconciling with her mother.

Contrast this to She-Ra S5.  The second Catra says she’s sorry, Adora is willing to forgive her and go across the universe to help her (S5E3), even though in their last interaction, back in S4E3, Adora actively tried to kill her for pretty darn compelling reasons (you may remember those reasons from S3E4-6).  Adora gets, like, a brief rant in S5E4 where she seems to be confused about this, but there’s never a point where she meaningfully seems to process the trauma she’s suffered as a result of Catra’s treatment of her, which we know has been toxic, controlling and unhealthy since they were kids (S5E3).

More than that, there’s never really a point where any of the people Catra victimised in the first four seasons gets to deal with that.  Glimmer seemingly never realises that Catra is why her mother is dead (S3E6), which is especially jarring given that the effects of Angella’s death on Glimmer drove the entire previous season; Entrapta barely remembers that Catra betrayed her and sent her to her presumed death (S5E6); Bow thinks someone who’s done nothing but attempt to hurt his friends for as long as he’s known her is adorable (S5E8); Scorpia forgives her before she even finishes saying sorry (S5E13); and both Frosta decking her in S5E9 and Perfuma’s understandable irritation with the woman who bullied her GF in S5E10 are portrayed almost as jokes, the latter never escalating beyond mild rudeness.

This also extends to Hordak, who, after his tissue-thin face turn in S5E13, gets a baffling montage that tries to portray his picking up an abandoned child and indifferently turning her over to an abusive sorceress (S2E7) as somehow heartwarming and a big bonding moment, and then the notion that Mermista might have some grudges against the guy who burned down her home and displaced her people (S5E7-8) is framed as comic.

I’m not even saying that neither of these characters should never be forgiven by anyone!  Just that the forgiveness they get in the show is lacking in dramatic weight, because the actions that are being forgiven don’t feel like they mean anything.  Catra has hurt Adora, Glimmer, Entrapta, Scorpia, Mermista and countless unnamed innocents, and it’s all treated like it has the same impact as borrowing Adora’s Xena DVDs and forgetting to give them back.  Hordak should be considered Etheria’s greatest monster given the number of people who’ve died as a result of his actions and maybe one person is slightly irritated at the prospect of having to send him a Christmas card this year.

(This is without getting into the fact that Glimmer and Entrapta are expected to deal with the consequences of their actions to some degree, with each getting an episode focused around that (S2E2, S2E4).  It’s kind of wild that Glimmer nearly destroying the world because she took a reckless risk in a desperate gamble to try and save the people she cares about from the Horde blitzkrieg, a gambit that she immediately tried to fix when she realised she’d fucked up (S4E10-13) is treated as something that causes a notable rift in her friendships, but Catra nearly destroying the world because she was just that jealous of Adora (S3E3-6) is breezed past with an “I’m sorry.”  Entrapta building the robots causes the Alliance to hold grudges; Hordak waging 25 years of warfare is [shrug] Just Horde Clone Things.)

3. Salvaging These Plot Points

Now, as I implied above, the notion that I think these characters are irredeemable is a bullshit strawman, a thought-terminating cliche that Catra stans use to dismiss criticism without processing with it.  So how would I go about it?

Catra

I would start by having Catra and Glimmer be in the same escape.  Having her attempt to sacrifice herself in S5E3 had some weird thematic issues given her previously established self-destructive streak (S2E5, most of S3).  If we have to keep the bad plot point where Adora recovers the friend who loves and cares for her and immediately goes “well, we gotta leave our friends back home to deal with a colonial invasion while we charge across the universe to save my abusive stalker ex who’s never respected my personhood or autonomy”, I’d probably look at the two biggest missed opportunities in the season: S5E6 and S5E8.

S5E6 is terrible, and should just be expunged mercilessly with fire for its baffling endorsement of the sentiment “yes i abused u but now u hate me so i’m the victim really”.  Its replacement should probably be focused around Adora genuinely processing the harm she’s sustained as a result of Catra’s treatment of her, probably deciding at the end that she’ll accept Catra’s help but is still understandably suspicious of her given the established mistrust (S1E8) and hostility (S4E3).

S5E8 is easy to fix, though; instead of it mostly being the characters bumbling around a haunted house, I’d make the setting actually do stuff for the characters’ arcs.  We already know that First One ruins can bring up memories, so I’d turn it into a reversal of S1E11 where Adora and Catra’s friendship can actually be rebuilt, probably culminating in Catra saving Adora from falling off a cliff as a symbolic rejection of the resentment she would have been struggling with throughout the episode.  This is probably where Adora starts to actually believe that Catra has become a better person.

Basically, the goal here is to show the audience that Catra is working to overcome her issues and become a better person, instead of telling us that it happened offscreen.

Hordak

The problem with Hordak’s face turn is that at no point in the show, including after we’re supposed to treat him as Good Now, does he seem to give a shit about anyone not on a list that contains maybe 4-5 names.  I’d probably put in some scenes earlier where his experiences seem to be actually changing him for the better: maybe his response to Entrapta asking him to spare Catra isn’t to commute her sentence to a suicide mission, or he feels a sudden sympathy with a captive Etherian after the fall of Salineas, as the shared feelings of loss line up, and orders their release.  Basically, the idea is to put in some groundwork so that it actually feels like he might be safe to have around, instead of him betraying his tyrannical overlord because he misses his life where he was, himself, a tyrannical overlord.

I also would not play the idea that people might be a little bit suspicious of a man with a 25-year history of ruthless oppression, colonial violence and unprovoked warmongering as a joke.  Just one of those personal quirks.

4. Summary

In conclusion:

S5 is a bad story about redemption because it doesn’t give the characters being redeemed engaging or compelling redemption arcs, favouring a blind rush to the ending, and it’s a bad story about forgiveness because it treats the actions that are being forgiven as though they don’t mean anything, even when episodes or entire seasons have been built on the effects of those actions.  It’s not that these ideas are bad in general, that these characters axiomatically couldn’t be redeemed or that forgiveness is problematic; it’s just that the execution is bad.

Anyway, thanks, jackass anon, for inspiring me to set down my thoughts in detail like this!

#s5 salt #spop spoilers #writing thoughts #redemption arcs #forgiveness

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hey! I absolutely love your writing & I was just wondering if you could do something where peter & Harley are dating but Harley doesn’t post or comment about their relationship and peter gets really insecure thinking it’s cause he’s not good enough 🥺

Honey Lavender

Thanks for the prompt, anon! It's not exactly what you asked for (sorry!), but I hope it's still okay! I hope you, and everybody else enjoys!

Slight Trigger Warning: there are mentions of homophobia, but nothing shown :)

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Peter drops his bags onto the guest bed, a cloud of dust puffing into the air and causing him to sneeze.

"Oh dear, we havent dusted this room in a while, I'm sorry love." Ms. Keener ("Call me Macy, dear, we're family!") apologizes, rubbing an arm over the bedsheets to collect any of the remaining dust bunnies still attached to the linen, pieces of her dark chestnut brown hair falling out of her bun and into her face.

Peter flails his arms a bit, trying to reassure her quickly. "No, no, it's okay, its perfect, thank you so much, Ms- Macy." He corrects himself as she sends him a playful glare over her shoulder.

"Miss Macy? That's a new one." Another voice pitches in from the doorframe, cheeky, Harley's thin but muscular body leaning against the wooden panels with a grin highlighting his dimples, his baby blues twinkling.

"Harley James Keener, you be nice now!" Macy chides, leaning closer to smack him upside the head, Harley ducking around her hand with a chuckle. Peter watches the scene with a small smile, with only grows as boyfriend comes to wrap his arms around his waist in a tight squeezed hug.

Peter was (finally) visiting Rose Hill for the first time, after over a year of him and Harley dating, and he couldn't be more excited. He was still battling jetlag, and reeling from all the distinct differences between Rose Hill and Queens ('There's barely any noise out here, no cars horns or people yelling or anything'), but he had always wanted to come, always wanted to meet Harley's family and see just how the southern belle of his had been raised. And just a few minutes in, after having reached the Keener farm and having met Macy and Abbie (a spitfire is the only way he could describe her, he loved her already), he was already learning so much more about the small town life, and about his boyfriend, things he didnt even think about, and he adored it. He loved it with every fiber of his being.

"Ma," Harley whined, plopping his chin onto Peter's shoulder and rocking them back and forth, causing Peter to giggle. "Don't embarass me!" His accent has grown thicker since he came home a few months ago, after staying with Tony for the summer months, and Peter couldnt help how much he loved it, couldnt help the shivers it caused, Harley sending him a knowing look, eyebrow raised. Peter flushes, knowing that's going to be brought up later, during a more personal time.

"Then don't be rude to Peter." She snarks, sending him a sly wink, which causes Harley to rolls his eyes and Peter to laugh. She makes her way towards the door, swaying her hips and humming under her breath, before she pauses to give them both a hard stare, her vibrant green hazel eyes narrowing slightly. "No funny business, you hear me?"

"Aye aye, captain." Harley salutes lazily, grinning as his mom huffs, the smile on her face betraying her true emotions, and walks out the rest of the way, closing the door most of the way on her way out, only leaving it open a crack.

As soon as his mother is out of sight, the old wooden stairs creaking signaling her departure downstairs, Harley grabs on to his hips and spins him around, pressing a kiss to his lips as soon as he can. It was the first time they've been alone together since Peter landed, so he wasnt surprised at the act, just wrapping his arms around Harley's neck, one hand gripping his back and the other running through his hair, pressing them a little closer together and pushing back into the kiss.

"Missed you," Harley mumbles against his lips, before pulling away, a softer, personal smile tilting his lips, his eyes bright like a hot summer's day. A thumb brushes the skin of his hip from under his shirt, small, soothing motions. "Missed you so much."

"I missed you too, baby. So so very much." Peter puts their foreheads together, and shuts his eyes, sighing constantly as they start to rock gently in their embrace, swaying back and forth to an unknown song, to the beat of their hearts and the rhythm of their souls, combined, intertwined.

They spin a few circles together in silence, just breathing each others air and feeling each others heat, being in the moment, before Harley puffs out a breath, and murmurs shakily. "Pete, there's something I gotta tell you."

He opens his eyes, lifting his head to look into Harley's now stormy ones, swirling and churning with a darkness, a sadness that has Peter's stomach twisting, his heart dropping. What happened? Did he do something? What did he do?

Harley goes to tell him, goes to speak when another feminine voice cuts them off from down the hall.

"Harls, your friends are here!" Abbey yells from what sounds like down the stairs, and Harley flinches back, the embrace and the moment broken.

He calls back a quick "Okay, coming!" Before giving Peter a plastic, shaky smile, eyes wide and panicked. "Come on, let's go say hi, I guess."

"Harley-" He doesnt get the words out as Harley grabs his hand and practically starts dragging him down the stairs, and Peter stifles an annoyed (and worried) sigh, knowing that his boyfriend is clearly not going to answer whatever the heck that was upstairs anymore, now that his friends were here.

Oh well. Time to try and make another good first impression.

They slide their shoes on before going out the white, metal swing door, and onto the painted wooden wrap around porch that encompasses the entire front of the Keener residence. Right in front of the doorway, on the dirt driveway, sits two different ATV's, their engines still humming as they sit in park, their riders still sitting on top, one with one person and the other with a passenger. The person right in the front, with a bright orange ATV, lifts up the visor of their helmet, revealing a boy not much younger than Harley, with shaggy brown hair, oval brown eyes and chubby freckled cheeks, pushed up by a smirk.

"Yo Harley, you comin' out?" The boy yells over the hum of the engine, his voice full of teasing, of mirth. He makes eye contact with Peter, whose interovertive instincts cause him to shrink a little under the gaze, and raises an eyebrow, looking shocked, surprised. "Whose that?"

Harley ignores the second question, looking away as he responds to the first with a shrug, "I can't tonight, EJ, sorry."

"Oh come on, Harls!" The passenger on the other ATV chimes in, a younger girl with curly ginger hair and green eyes, her arms wrapped around the driver. "You never come out anymore."

"And you never answered his question, dude." The driver chimes in, finally, the older man's deeper voice rumbling lower than the engine of the machine, his gray eyes harsh and cold, his lips tilted in a disapproving frown. He nods his head towards Peter, who is now standing dumbly at Harleys side, as he asks, "Who is he? Your boyfriend?"

There's something about the way the man spits out the word that causes a flair of fear, of bubbling anger to rise in his chest, and Peter opens his mouth to spit back, to say loud and proud that why yes, yes he is, when-

"What?" Harley sputters, laughing anxiously, the sound sounding all fake and wrong. "No, of course not! I'm not gay!"

And Peter's heart stops.

His head shoots over to stare at Harley with wide eyes and a gaping mouth, but Harley isnt looking his way, wont look his way, his eyes averted and looking anywhere else but him, and Peter's heart his crumbling, his lung tightening and his throat squeezing as tears fill his eyes.

...what?

"He's just a- a family friend, and I gotta say behind to watch 'em, you know how it is." Harley gazes straight forward as he says this, his voice unwavering, but monotone, obviously forced to Peter but apparently not to his friends as they all laugh and nod.

"Okay, good! You had us worried there for a sec." The boy, EJ, snickers, before putting his visor back down, revving his engine for seemingly no reason. "We'll see ya later?"

"Yeah! Cya!" Harley yells back as the engines roar back to life, the trio pulling out of the driveway and shooting off down the road again, the bright orange ATV doing a wheely on the way down.

Theres a few moments of nothing, a few shattered heartbeats where the two listens to the roars fade into the distance, before Peter cant stands it anymore, turning on foot and racing back into the house, hearing the metal swing door clanging against the frame of the house. Hearing Harley call out to him, and as his vision starts to blur, he moves faster, pushing past Abbie with a mumbled apology before rushing up the stairs, taking two at a time, and making it to the guest bedroom slamming door behind him, causing the wood to splinter slightly.

As soon as the door is shut and locked, tears pool out of his eyes as he breaks down, pressing a hand to his mouth to stifle his sobs as he sits on the dusty, creaking bed, curling into himself as he hears heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, and another lighter pair coming after that, hears Abbie mutter something jokingly and Harley hiss out a response before the knocking and pleading start.

"Pete? Please open up, I'm sorry, let me explain-"

"Explain what?" He tries to snap, tries to yell and bite and sneer, but it comes out as a sob, weak and shaky. "How you apparently aren't gay? How I'm a 'family friend'?" Peter whimpers into his hands, rubbing at his eyes to try and get rid of the frustrating tears pouring out of them. It's stupid, he was so, so stupid.

"No, Pete-" Theres a light thunk, like Harley leaned his forehead against the door with a little too much force. Theres a sigh, low and sad, before Harleys voice comes back, still pleading, but softer, full of sorrow, "It's- It's not like that-"

"Isnt it!? You don't want to tell them a-about me, I-I get it." He does, he really truly does. He's just boring old, useless, nobody Peter Parker, while Harley is... well, Harley. So he gets it. He just doesn't understand why it hurts so damn much.

"Peter-" Now, he sounds choked, like Peter's pain is starting to get to him too, like the heartbreak is contagious. "Please, baby, let me in. Let me explain, please. I promise you, it's not what you think."

Theres a pause, and Peter hates himself, hates himself for considering it, hates himself for getting up, hates himself himself for agreeing with it, unlocking the door and stepping back just in time for Harley to open it swiftly, looking frazzled, hair askew and eyes wide, teary, his cheeks wet.

Their eyes reconnect, Peter's spilling brown to Harley's ocean blues, and whatever look is on Peter's face causes Harleys to crumble, and rush out, "I want to tell them! A-about us, I do, god, I want to tell them so bad, Pete, but-" He sighs long and low, eyes falling downcast, head bowed in shame. "They're homophobic, Pete. Everyone in this town is." Peter's heart thumps painfully in his chest, and so many different questions swirl in his head, but he swallows them down, letting Harley continue, voice tight, fearful, shaky. "I got lucky with my mom, my sister, I thought they were gonna hate me too when I first came out, I was-" his breath hicks. "I was so ready for them to kick me out and not look twice, but they didnt, and I'm lucky, Peter, I'm lucky. If the town found out, they'd- they'd tell ma to bring to therapy, to Church, to fix me like I'm some broken toy." He spits it out, bitter, angry, and the fire and ache in Peter's chest is slowly receding, slowly fading the more Harley talks and the more he understands. Harley sighs again, and his shoulders slump, eyes growing misty. "I wish I could tell them about us, Pete, I really really do. I wish I could scream it from the rooftops how much I adore you, but I just-"

"Can't." Peter finishes, wiping the drying tears off of his cheeks.

"Yeah." He whispers, squeezing his eyes shut, a few trickles falling. "I'm sorry, baby. Im so sorry. I didn't want to say any of that. I didnt mean any of it. I'm sorry."

Peter glances up at him, sees the way Harley looks, with his hunched frame, head low, eyes shut, tears streaming down his red face, lips trembling, hands shaking, and makes a wounded noise at the back of his throat, taking a few steps forward and pulling the boy into a tight hug.

How was he supposed to stay mad at him when he looked like that? When everything is out of his control, when he's only doing what he has to for his safety, for his life.

Harley stiffens in his embrace, before slumping forward into him, grasping at the back of his hoodie and burying his wet face into the crook of Peter's neck, shivering with a sob. "Its okay," Peter whispers, kissing the side of his head and rocking them gently back and forth, just like they had done earlier, before this misunderstanding, before this mess. "It's okay. I'm sorry for misunderstanding."

Harley shakes his head, sniffling. "No, no, you didnt- didnt know. I'm sorry I said those things."

Now its Peter's turn to shake his head, pressing another kiss to his head, this time behind his ear. "Its *okay*," Peter reiterates, reassures, and Harley sighs, his warm breath puffing against Peter's chest.

"No it isn't." Harley responds remorseful, his grip tightening. "I shouldnt have to do this. I shouldn't have to pretend, to lie. But I have to. I'm going to continue to have to."

"I know," Peter murmurs, rubbing a firm hand up and down his trembling boyfriend's back. "I know. It's okay, I understand now. Understand that you don't mean it." He pauses, shutting his eyes and hooking his chin on Harleys shoulder. "You're right though. You shouldn't have to do this. And I'm so so sorry that you have to live like this, especially around your friends, but-" He pulls away, opens his eyes, and places a hand on each of Harley's freckled tear stained cheeks, looking dead in his azure, shining, red rimmed but still so beautiful, so so beautiful eyes, and tells him firmly, promising, "One day, I'm going to get you out of here, away from this town and it's people, and you'll never have to deal with this again. Okay?"

Harley's face crinkles again, but this time its with joy, with love, a smile growing on his face as more tears trickle down his cheeks. "Okay." He murmurs, soft, shaky, but honest, but true.

Things may not be perfect, but one day, Peter thinks as he pulls his boyfriend, the love of his life, his soulmate in for another big hug, one day, they will be. As long as he gets to stay by Harley's side, everything will be okay. He's sure of it.

#parkner #harley keener/peter parker #harley keener #peter parker #tw: mentions of homophonia #tw: homophobia #fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #ask #shade answers #mcu #marvel mcu #thanks anon! #❤❤

[rayadraws]

end of an era

Oh my gosh anon, our waiting is OVER. Patiently, not so patiently yearning… wishing… hoping… dreaming… we have IT.

I gotta talk about it, because of course I do, ahhh! This will be long, sorry…

I got my hands on the OVA this morning, about half an hour before work. I watched it, yelled on Discord and then went to work, practically vibrating the whole day until I could go home and watch it again and write down my thoughts!

Before release I had seen what available video clips and screenshots we had, plus a summary given to me by a Japanese mutual, in somewhat limited English. I was unsure what to expect but I ended up enjoying it a lot more than I thought I might! I understand that there’s a lot one can be confused or perhaps even put off by in the OVA but. Well. I enjoy seeing a vulnerable Genos (if like 90 % of the fanfic I’ve written wasn’t an indication lol) so I just ate it all UP. And since I’ve written a fic about him getting amnesia specifically, I was very curious to see how off the mark I was.

I won’t give a proper summary, there’s a good one by Nysh for that. Nor the animation. JC Staff is what JC Staff is. I’m instead going to just… muse and compare and go wild with my own personal headcanons - in that regard, this OVA was excellent, because it does give some hints about what makes Genos tick. Hold on to your butts…

Oh, and need I say that there will be SPOILERS? XD

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Before I wrote my own amnesia fic, I did some research. So, what is amnesia? Well, the popular TV show version is one thing, of course RL is another. There are several kinds of amnesia, with different causes and different treatments. But the two main categories are longterm memory loss, where you can’t recall past memories (often up to what caused the amnesia) and short term memory loss, where you have difficulty forming new memories. You can get one or both. In my fic, Genos deals with both. In the OVA, he appears to have longterm memory loss only, as he tries to find Fubuki again to help him defeat the monster (if only he knew Saitama would by far have been a better choice!), so he remembers her. Not to mention at the end, when he’s trying desperately to apologize…

There is no instant cure for amnesia. Emotional support is important, medication (if it’s caused by underlying disease, which it can be) and psychological therapy can also be useful. Saitama is doing the right thing in the OVA by remaining calm and trying to avoid agitating Genos or pushing him to remember.

After he first wakes up, Genos is very lost, he only remembers his name and that he’s a cyborg - but not why! It’s really heartbreaking when you think a little more about it - imagine waking up in a cyborg body and not remembering why/how that happened… We actually discussed that on Discord before we had the OVA, what if he wakes up and doesn’t remember… but nahh, that’d be too dark, right? APPARENTLY NOT.

I can’t explain why Genos would be so heavily influenced by media around him as he is. That’s just made up for the humour… but if I were to try to find an actual in-world explanation, hm… Well, we do know he can be a Drama Boy. We also know he tends to be very standoffish and reserved towards most people, which I think is related to his trauma, in a few ways (he doesn’t want to get close to people due to the risk of once again experiencing the pain of losing them - and spending four years more or less on your own during your late teenage years is not an ideal environment for learning how to socialize…). We also know that when Genos finds something or someone he considers important, he latches on. So you could see it as being part of that, perhaps. Lost and confused he looks for anything that would make some kind of sense, trying to find a sense of direction or idea on whom he might be.

What exactly did you forget? Your quest for revenge or the sale you briefly remember later? Knowing Genos, it could be either…

He reacts in confusion to his body telling him that there’s an elevated energy signature nearby - I LOVED this. I wonder if he saw it as a note on his HUD, or if it’s more ingrained, more subtle. The way he got antsy and couldn’t sit still… it’s like his proximity sensors act as an extra sense, like Spiderman’s spider sense…. An extra sense that’s probably saved his life on more than one occasion.

He takes off, feeling like it’s his body moving, not him. I don’t think his body has an separate will of its own, but I have always hc:ed that he probably has systems that can calculate stuff for him mid-fight - how to move, where to release his weapons and at what strength etc. A little helpful internal computer. It’s a LOT for one little monkey brain to keep track of, so it wouldn’t be crazy to think he has some help with that, I think. And here, I don’t think his body is truly moving on his own without him having any control of it… more like muscle memory? Like there are times where I think I’ve forgotten a password to my work computer if I’ve been away for a week but then I sit down and my fingers remember the typing motions on their own. I imagine it’s something like that. He doesn’t know what to do, so he’s going where his instincts tell him.

Fubuki, ah, ever the scheming one. I enjoyed her showing up and being casual at Sai’s place because that’s how I like to write her in my fics. You can see the exact second when she goes into Business Mode, playing hard to get to lure Genos closer. Too bad she didn’t consider just how much his personality changed too, came on way too strong in the end…

And!!! A couple of times Genos puts his hand in defense, without seeminly knowing why, or doing it intentionally really. Hmmmm where…. have I seen this before…

He jumped when a warning flashed at the corner of his vision. It was his proximity sensors going off, his HUD informed him. On instinct, he ducked down behind the nearest tree. He should go back. Kuseno would keep him safe. But if he moved, the stranger might see him too. Don’t turn your back on an enemy.

His sensors told him the direction and the general size of the approaching being, but he couldn’t actually see it between the tall trees. It was moving very fast. He ducked lower, ferns brushing softly against his cheek. On instinct, he held his palm out in front of him, open and pointed at whatever was approaching him.

I am SO glad that I called this in my fic, it’s a small detail but it adds a lot I think! Raising his palm as a threat is second nature to Genos, even when he doesn’t consciously know why he’s doing it…

It’s interesting that throughout, Genos keeps referring to himself as “boku”, which is usually reserved for a male who is younger than 16 (though there are exceptions - Amai Mask also uses it, probably as part of his charming idol persona). Usually Genos refers to himself as “ore”, which is mostly used by adult men, more informal and can be viewed as disrespectful, depending on circumstance (Genos is not typically respectful towards people, if they are not Kuseno or Saitama). Combined with how meek he is, man… Okay, ONE said that before the mad cyborg attack, Genos’ personality was about the same as it is now. So why is he so different? Well… I don’t think that’s too shocking, really. I mean, if you lost all your memories and sense of self, realized you were a cyborg for some reason???, ended up alone in a weird city, not knowing where you were or what to do, and suddenly people pointed at you asking you to fight a terrifying monster even though you have no idea how to fight… you’d probably be terrified too! I think we can assume his personality change is caused by his amnesia. But we can probably also assume that a Genos who never had his village attacked and never got involved with fighting/being a hero would not grow to be exactly the same as canon, anyway. He’d probably be a rude brat… but yeah. At least a few degrees less aggressive/ready to throw down!

Again with the hand!

A thought I had reading the exchange between the monster and Genos… it reads almost like how you might expect Genos’ meeting with the mad cyborg might have looked like, only in a sad, reverse kind of way. These lines - “I’m not ready yet… I’m not ready to die here… not yet!” - like, dude… that sounds exactly what might have gone through his head back then. Maybe the first inkling of his past returning to him at that second…

He feels something, remembers something, is shocked.. and it comes back… “I cannot win like this!”. And then he remembers Kuseno, and Saitama…

Once more, those lines together: “I’m not ready yet… I’m not ready to die here… not yet! I cannot win like this!”

We’ll probably never get it verified, but I find it very, very likely he used more or less these exact words, or something very similar, after meeting the mad cyborg.

Also, as much as I appreciate the closeness between Genos and Saitama, I AM glad that he remembered Kuseno first - he’s known Kuseno for four years, Saitama for less than 2 months, when this takes place. It’s only right and it fits very well with his character introduction too, where he thought he was dying and his last thought was an apology to Kuseno. A nice nod. I enjoyed that animation sequence a lot too!

When he remembers who he is, Genos feels so bad about his actions but he still can’t deny what he said before… Saitama’s face… omg… Bless them both.He brings Saitama wild/game meat - d'ya figure he bought it or, um… got it for free? I mean, that’s… exactly the kind of creature he fought… maybe he’s learnt Sensei’s ways…

And Saitama is happy he’s back. He cares about Genos! He likes him like he is, as intense and blunt and socially awkward as he is! What a sweet note to end the OVA on!

#opm s2 #ova 3 #anime spoilers #ova spoilers #amnesia #ahhhhAAAAAHHH

[mieczyhale]

i mean klaus got choked by Luther and thrown and just all round disrespected, BUT he was awful to Luther (who has little to NO social skills) after finding him with the girl. I think what people most zero on this scene is Klaus saying he doesn’t remember his first time bc he was high/drunk, while ignoring Luther who also doesn’t/barely remembers HIS first time bc he was high/drunk. I actually really LOVE this scene in terms of character development (1/2)

this scene and the ‘I want to be u’ scene too, bc it shows how awful their relationship is and how reginald trained them to compete with each other and put each other down, to ‘win’ so to speak, and how the way they were treated and how they treated each other manifests in this bitterness and mockery. specially Klaus who must feel angry no one takes his struggles seriously. bc in healthy siblings dynamics they don’t treat each other that way. but..... yeah it’s awful and sad 😔 (2/2) i’d like to thank you, anon, for sending asks on this topic that have some good points and aren’t dickish. it is greatly appreciated and you are an angel <3 i’m going to try and respond and explain my feelings on this the best i can but.. no promises on quality lmfao it’s almost 3AM and i’m three (3) drinks in so IMMA DO MY BEST

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  [[just a heads up also that i am NOT re-reading this before posting. i do not have the energy for that so it’s just gonna be what it’s gonna be]] Luther (who has little to NO social skills) - I think what people most zero on this scene is Klaus saying he doesn’t remember his first time bc he was high/drunk, while ignoring Luther who also doesn’t/barely remembers HIS first time bc he was high/drunk. the thing is, and this seems to depend entirely on the perspective and personal experiences of the person watching, klaus wasn’t awful to luther. he wasn’t mocking. he was doing what siblings do - they tease. as for ignoring luther who doesn’t really remember his first time for the same reasons klaus doesn’t remember his: i dont think it was ignoring so much as it was klaus wouldn’t consider it a big deal - it wouldn’t occur to him to think of it that way - because it wasn’t for him. and even when you know that your sibling doesn’t have much for social skills, it’s probably not something that’s going to stay at the forefront of your mind and direct every interaction you have with them - especially in regards to a sibling you haven’t seen in 13 years - so it would make sense for klaus to not interact with luther in more of a way people would find acceptable. perfect sibling interactions dont happen i mean klaus got choked by Luther and thrown and just all round disrespected, BUT there is no but there - some teasing (or mocking, depending on how you see it) is nowhere near the same thing as choking someone, throwing them across a room, AND consistently being genuinely rude and disrespectful. i’m not saying klaus can’t be mean or a jackass - he absolutely can - but to say he was awful or horrible to luther ESPECIALLY post!rave is bananas.  klaus tried to cheer luther up, offered to try summoning reginald even though that’s the last thing he’s ever want to do, tried to stop luther from drinking more, tried to convince luther that drugs and alcohol weren’t the way to go, tried to stop luther from venturing out on his own, went after him when he didn’t listen - and yeah, he wanted to stop part way in because of withdrawals, but he didn’t. and it’s not just because ben tried to guilt him - ben does not control the klaus. if klaus didn’t want to keep looking for luther he wouldn’t have. so he finds him. he goes into the worst possible place for someone who is trying to get sober because his inexperienced brother is there, he tries to get luther to leave with him and while he’s struggling so horribly the whole time - because of the immediate access to drugs and the ptsd episode - he tried to protect luther and gets killed for it.  and then never brings any of this up to luther after the dude is sober. he could have - he could have been petty and cruel about it, because if luther knew i dont doubt he would feel horrible and it would weigh on him so much, both as a brother and as the leader, but klaus never did. and maybe that was because he didnt think anyone would believe him but i think part of it was not wanting to hurt luther because he knows what drugs and alcohol do to a person - he knows very fucking well - he knows the lack of control and awareness and he isnt going to hold it against luther the way we all know everyone holds everything against klaus - the things he did while mentally on another planet. AT MOST klaus teases him when he goes to wake luther up for a family meeting - in a manner that comes off silly but not - imo - cruel. simply ridiculous, as klaus often is. but he pours luther a cup of coffee and they talk about his conversation with their dad and that’s that their only other interactions after that are when klaus, diego, and five go to the bar to get luther - and that isnt even an interaction because they dont talk. and then in the car on the way to leonard’s cabin.. where they dont talk. and then at the cabin klaus has his hand on luther’s shoulder, providing a small act of comfort while also devastated because literally everyone knows luther and allison. they’re in the infirmary when allison needs blood but again - they dont talk. and then in the scene where vanya is bringing down the academy - brief, and they dont talk. and then it’s the bowling alley - where klaus tries to be honest with everyone, expresses a quiet offer of help that nobody takes seriously, and then okay yes - he snaps back at luther when luther is a dick to him. but its nothing actually cruel and he immediately tries to backtrack. after that moment the only time they talk is when luther is asking klaus if ben is in agreement on time traveling at the end of episode 10 so where in there was klaus cruel and awful and horrible?? i mean i guess those things can depend, again, on a person’s perspective and experiences - and maybe people have different takes on what those words mean (and the extent they cover) and yknow what?? gotta say - that’s valid. nobody can control how someone else takes in the show - we cant even control how we take it in ourselves. but for me this specific line of takes is absolutely noodles. do i think klaus was flawless? fuck no. i wouldnt love him so much if he was. but i dont think any of his interactions with luther can be considered horrible on his end. i dont see this awful person in those moments that apparently other people do Klaus who must feel angry no one takes his struggles seriously. this though. t h i s t h o u g h. i’m not gonna get super into it because this response is already kind of a lot BUT yes. whether klaus knows it or not, acknowledges it or not, he probably is so angry and hurt that nobody takes his struggles seriously. nobody ever has - i mean ben has followed him around for the last 13 years, has seen some of what he’s been through and has learned about the rest, and he STILL digs into klaus and acts like he doesn’t have a reason to be the way he is. if not even ben can take his trauma seriously, and he - at least pre!death - seemed to be the kindest, then how would anyone else?? they wouldn’t and It Shows. and, of course, that includes luther - who i agree, was in a way separated from the others - not physically but like.. ranking and power wise, by reginald and his constant push of luther being number one and that meaning Everything. and klaus - well we all know what reginald thought of klaus and i dont doubt he filled luther’s head with his opinions which luther would internalize as Facts - because reginald had a hold on luther that he didn’t quite have on any of the others. (i mean he totally had a hold on all of them, they’re all fucked up, but luther stayed there because reginald had him so convinced of the academy’s mission and luther’s importance to him) SO. if klaus WERE to verbally be aggressive with luther or anyone i personally would understand - why should he take other people’s trauma seriously, expend the heart and energy to care and to do what he can to cheer them up, when they can’t even take a moment to listen to him - or see what’s right in front of their eyes. i’d be fucking pissed. tbh i think klaus handles things pretty fucking well from the funeral on considering the Everyfuckingthing.  he’s sassy - yeah. he can be jackass and he has the potential to be cruel - hell yeah. but he expresses more care for each of his siblings in s1 than any of them do for him (except maybe diego) and idk, man, i have seen the first season somewhere beyond 15 times (i stopped counting) and i’ve never taken any of klaus’s words or actions towards luther to be genuinely cruel or horrible. it just doesnt read that way for me and i honestly struggle to see how people CAN see it that way.. so here i am. annoyed. but on my own tumblr bc i have no desire to @, fight, or argue with anyone over opinions but sometimes a little bastard just has to vent yknow?? yknow.

#ask #hope you're having a swell day/afternoon/evening wherever it is where you are anony

[gerrydelano]

finally answering asks from the last three days! just gonna condense them all under here, except the few that should be answered alone. here goes!

anon: nightmare anon, this chapter of tsp is like. objectively amazing, but also it was perfect because after reading it I was too sad to be scared 😌 screaming for a totally different emotion there 🖤🖤🖤

oh my g-d jfhbrnefkjn well! that’s one way to heal from nightmares yeah!!!!!!!! i’m glad you appear to have liked it at least but hey i can at least promise you with all my heart that the next one will be SO much happier and a GIANT breath of fresh air. way better to cheer yourself up with HAHA.

anon: 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

very much love to you my goth friend 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡 if you are the same anon then double the love i have no way to guess i just heart emoji back

anon: Gotta say the phrase 'for funsies' should NEVER be used to be actually rude. Its good and fun and shouldnt be used for evil >:( @ whoever was being smart with 'for funsies'

anon: why in the goddamn are people dicks. first i hear about someone attacking Jonny Real Person Sims Himself on his own twitter & now someone responds to "oh gosh I had the worst day" with "DID YOU CONSIDER THAT YOU SUCK" what the fuck. what the fuck. I saw one of your earlier posts and was worried about you for the rest of the day that sounds SO stressful. Glad you got home safely. why are people dicks

yeah it was uh! kind of a really mean ask! like i get why it looked suspect that i was trying to go on a trip during all this but like. again, i don’t have any reason to disclose my actual personal reasoning for doing something like that i just. think logically for a second: why would a person put themselves through that kind of ordeal For Funsies to begin with hgvhbknj

idk. i know you guys don’t actually know me and so can’t actually be expected to make the conjuncture that i would Have A Reason or that i have trauma/things going on in my life that would lead to that, but. most people... have a reason for things? why assume that i just Don’t ._.

oh well! it’s fine. i’m over it, more or less, and i do get why they’d ask i just. wish they asked a different way...? it was kind of hurtful pbthth. maybe it just felt worse in the moment after i’d just been driving for 16 hours straight haha.

and G-D YEAH people need to! not! attack jonny over that episode as if he doesn’t have a right to write about it like... he shouldn’t have needed to disclose that in the first place i’m so! angy ugh

anon: I’m so sorry this day has been awful for you. I was once almost stranded in the Netherlands due to border control, they’re just. Terrifying to deal with. Here’s hoping things start to look up for you. Sending you all the love I can considering we’re actual strangers 💕💕💕💕

G-D that sounds like a fucking nightmare aaaah i’m so sorry you had to go through that, i’m glad it stopped at an “almost” !!!! i once got stranded in a foreign country by the girlfriend i was visiting and i had to find my way home alone it was :-) singularly awful and very traumatizing LMAO yet another reason that i wouldn’t have, like... done this lightly gjvhbkn. thank you very much anon i love you, too, as much as a stranger can GHVHBKNJ 🧡

#asks #anon #r.txt #tiny negative things in here bc some of these are ofc about my hell trip and whatnot so jhvbkjn under a cut

[femme-is-my-gender]

Lesbian ask game 5, with a twist 1-50 👀

OK BABE YOU CAN'T FOOL ME but you're cute and ily so

(I know you sent this like 5 days ago but this was a lot to answer and I wanted to get them all right because HAPPY 6 MONTHS BABE IF WE CANT GO ON A TRIP THEN THIS WHOLE DAMN MONTH IS OUR 6MO CELEBRATION 💕)

1. Their hair is fucking gorgeous I love the texture and its teal (I did the dye and cut!!!)

2. Their eyes are beautiful mid tone brown i love seeing the way the sun reflects off them 💕

3. Their age? Either a wise elder stuck in a teenagers mind stuck in an adults body or did you mean like in dog years?

4. We met on an app 🤷‍♀️ love finds you when you're not looking

5. S is very ticklish I don't even have to touch just wiggle my fingers in their direction and they fall over giggling

6. Their favorite song??? Idk if they have a #1 fave but their fav band is Mickey Darling

7. Their fave movie is avengers we watched it the other night at a drive in:)

8. Their fave book... idk babes a dork Harry Potter probably :P

9. Their fave TV show is She-ra honorable mentions for Avatar and My Hero

10. Their celebrity crush is........... me 😎

11. Babe wants a cat but allergies make that a uh problem (still trying to convince s to get a naked cat we will see how successful I am!!!)

12. There are SO MANY songs that make me think of them heres a whole Playlist but #1 is smother me and I'll follow you into the dark

13. Does s play sports.. well. Do you count the bedroom?

14. My favorite things about their body.. their dimples! Their hands! Their smile and the way their eyes crinkle when they do, the sound of a big belly laugh, their soft tummy and thighs to lay on, their butt is pretty cute too idk

15. My favorite personality traits! Don't get me started! The way they can uphold their boundaries firmly but not unkindly. The way they will get rude if needed to get someone to listen, the way they listen so intently when I talk about the Deep Stuff and the way they listen to my suggestions on the bad days even when they don't want to do what I suggest. The way they look at a new leaf unfurling on one of our house plants and the way they will talk and sing to my bird, the way they care so deeply for their loved ones and would do anything for them, the way they hold me almost every night bc its easier for me to fall asleep since I work early even though their work day ends right before I have to sleep. The way they rub my head and my back when I can't sleep and the way they absent mindedly rub their thumb on my hand or say I love you for the millionth time or do the arm jerk robot arm dance when they're excited or nervous and so many more i gotta go lay down....

16. Their style is emo boy/tacky 80s dad and I love it!

17. Our first date we went to a little vegan restaurant/bar then to an emo night at a bar! The bar double booked though so we didn't get the emo night we anticipated but thats okay!

18. A tiny detail they don't know I notice... idk I say most things I'm thinking outloud so if I notice something i say it lol no secrets here

19. Their talents! They are good at viddy James and they are good at cooking especially seasoning and just throwing random things into a meal, they are good at planning down to details, also the talents don't stop in the bedroom I'm just sayin

20. A tiny poem about S

Ways I say I love you that aren't outloud

Making sure you drink water

Scooting closer

Making you laugh

Asking how's your day been

Tracing my fingers on your skin

Giving us a clean place to spend our time

Encouraging you to try something new

Opening the blinds

Being your cheerleader

Baby you're my sunshine

You shine so bright and even on the cloudy days you're what warms my soul.

I love you.

Have you had any water today?

21. Do they have a tumblr? Yeah! Baby come off anon lol

22. What makes them laugh? Well any goofy noise or silly song i make up usually will get them, they're pretty ticklish so that works too also memes and cat videos

23. S is a Taurus sun with dominant Aries chart and im a sag sun with dominant Capricorn chart depends which app you ask but I say we are pretty damn compatible

24. Babe has always wanted to travel in general. I know Colorado was a plan for a while, Germany has come up before. I think as long as we are together and near a beach we both would be happy to go anywhere

25. Things that are interesting to baby are heros/magic people, babies, animals, romcoms and anything to do with live music

26. I realized I loved them like on our 2nd date! I was so stressed bc I had just gotten out of a toxic relationship and while I was totally over the romantic connection to that person I was still feeling alot of hurt and trying to recover and I met S while I was slutting it up on tinder and I was Not Ready to be in love again like I WAS but I was so scared of fucking things up between us by committing "too soon" but S was so patient and never pressured me but I could tell they had feelings and so did I but like I was better at hiding them. I love them so much I'm so glad we met.

27. Their favorite food group is comfort food/toddler menu: grilled cheese, nuggs, pizza, also their top fave is fideo

28. Babe hates alot of foods I don't know them all yet but bell peppers, onions, also new foods are scary but they will try something if I make it/want to eat somewhere they've never been which just makes me 🥰

29. Hogwarts house is slytherin!

30. Babes element? Well their chart is fire/earth heavy. I say earth is their element!

31. Something that makes baby angry is people being rude for seemingly no reason also people who don't respect boundaries

32. S is taller than me by like 5 inches i think

34. Idk if they want their name on here so

35. Their aesthetic is like kitchy/goth/boho vibes. Dark vibrant colors, lots of plants, lots of art, skulls, comfortable space with blankets and pillows that's pretty and interesting to look at

36. Well the first thing I bought them was a drink lol but the first proper gift was a stuffed sloth they had wanted for a long time bonus facts I had to snoop on their insta to find a picture of the sloth and zoom in/brighten the picture to read the tag and did some sleuthing online but I found it! His name is theo

37. Baby is def a night owl

38. I brag the most about babe's just general goodness. I tell anyone who will listen how good they make me feel and how they listen and give good advice even when I don't want to follow it, and their top priority is keeping me safe and secure and also they're really fucking hot but I can't say that normally.

39. S has some rings and a necklace they like to wear if they're looking Certified Fresh

40. I'm a vegetarian, babes not

41. Oh fuck idk what their fave school subject is I would have to guess lit/reading??

42. Their clique is skaters/emo/scene lol

43. We have been together 6 months almost exactly!! 😍

44. Describe their laugh. Oh my God, well there's the cute nervous/goofy laugh they do most the time, there's this snort/chortle they do when I'm being extra goofy that I love, and sometimes I get them to do the whole throw head back full belly deep laugh and my heart goes 🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!!!!!!!

45. Nah they don't wear makeup

46. Favorite art medium? Like to do? Painting I think.

47. Babe plucks around on bass and ukulele sometimes and they're a PRO at belly bongos

48. S identifies with cats the most

49. Babe likes the outdoors but it's not their comfort zone so there's resistance when I suggest it but if I insist they end up having a good time. Idk if s would like camping though.

50. This picture is my wallpaper I love them so much and bought this shirt for them!!! (Fun fact I left the store and went home and later decided to go back and get the shirt bc I LOVE them and their tacky 80s dad vibes)

#you think youre slick! #well jokes on you!!! compliment shower!!!!! #i fucking love you so damn much #asks #rb bait #ask games #wlw #personal #donut rebagle

[twdeadfanfic]

Everybody knows

*Summary:  Daryl has a crush on Y/N, his mind wandering to her at the worst moments on its own accord, making him unable to think straight with her arround, it’s frustrating and it’s embarrassing…little do he knows that it’s exactly the same for Y/N, who’s also unable to stop her eyes from wandering to him, her mind daydreaming. All their friends, seem to know, though…could them both going to a run finally bring them together?

* Both Reader and Daryl’s POV. Violance and language twd style.

* 4739 Words

*Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader

This was an anon requests, I’m sorry it took me so long to get to it. I’m not sure if the person who requested it still follows this blog, but I hope they get to see this, and I hope it was close to what you wanted. I hope you all like it, let me know your thoughts.

*Link to my masterlist with my other works can be found on the description of this blog. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but tumblr doesn’t show posts with links in the tags. 

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You knew you were supposed to be keeping watch, your eyes and attention on the prison fence and beyond, but you couldn’t help yourself and your gaze kept shifting towards Daryl, who was working on the pick-up Rick used to carry stuff around. There seemed to be something wrong with the motor and Daryl was trying to fix it.

You leaned against the railing of the watchtower as you stared at him, feeling once again those stubborn butterflies in your belly…

Daryl had saved you, months ago. Your group had been overrun by walkers but you’d managed to survive, and you’d been wandering the woods alone for a few days until you decided you needed to find supplies and had headed to the road. There you had found a gas station, but before you could check it, you’d heard a motorbike approaching and you had hidden.

It’d been Daryl, who after making sure there weren’t walkers around had opened the door, crossbow ready in front of him to take down the ones inside. There’d been more than what any of you had thought, and after considering it for a couple of seconds, you’d left your hiding spot to help him.

After clearing all the walkers, you both had stared at each other with mistrust, but then he’d asked his questions, you’d asked yours, and you’d decided he wasn’t that bad. He seemed to have thought the same of you. You both collected some supplies from the place and then Daryl had taken you to the prison. Another questioning and you’d been taken in.

At first, when you weren’t working on whatever you were told, you were either in your cell or at Daryl’s side, finding it hard to socialize with all the others, though Daryl hadn’t seemed to mind your company much. He was a bit of a loner and didn’t talk that much if you didn’t initiate the conversations, but he had been kind and gentle with you, even though sometimes he also had seemed a bit confused and awkward at having you following him around and talking to him.

Eventually, you’d become friends with everyone, but your relationship with Daryl was different, deeper. He was a good man with the best heart, and when you got him to open up you could spend hours talking with him and never get bored. One day, you realized you had fallen for him, you didn’t see him only as a good friend.

You didn’t tell him anything, afraid of scaring him and losing him. He was shy and private, and you didn’t think he’d look at you like that. You weren’t even sure if he was interested in being with someone, he didn’t seem to give much thought to stuff like that, he didn’t seem interested.

Still, the butterflies in your stomach had just gotten worse and worse, and you caught yourself staring at him, lost in your daydream, more often than you’d like. And the more you stared, the more you talked with him and spent time with him, the harder you fell. You didn’t know what to do anymore.

A snicker next to you brought you back to earth and you found Maggie looking amused at you.

“Well, Daryl must be the safest guy in the world with you keeping watch only over him.” She teased you.

“What’re you saying…” You shook your head as if she was being silly, but your cheeks heat up, betraying you. “I got a bit lost in thought, I didn’t know where I was looking.”

“Yeah, sure.” Maggie snorted. “It happens to you a lot, yeah? And always looking at Daryl.” You turned your back to her but she kept talking. “Come on, I’ve seen you with that dreamy eyes enough times.” She nudged you with her shoulder. “Are you gonna just stare at him forever or are you gonna go for it?”

“Pff.” You scoffed. “Yeah, I bet Daryl’d take that really well. Come on, Maggie, you’d known him for longer than I.”

“Well, maybe you’d be surprised? You’ll never know if you don’t try.”

“I don’t want to freak him out. He doesn’t seem the kind of guy who wants a relationship, you know.” And even if he were, that didn’t mean he’d have one with you. He hadn’t ever hinted at it, and you thought he saw you only as a friend.

“You’ll never know if you don’t try.” Maggie shrugged. “Look, Glenn’s coming, you can leave.” He pointed at the man who was making his way to the watchtower. “Why don’t you go to talk to Daryl? Just talk…”

“I don’t know…”

*

“Hi there.”

Daryl had been so engrossed with the motor of the pickup that he didn’t notice Y/N approaching until she greeted him. He looked up and saw her smiling brightly at him and his heart did a somersault.

He didn’t know what had gotten into him lately, making him have thoughts he shouldn’t about Y/N, making him all flustered and nervous when she was around. He’d thought she was a good one since that day he picked her up after she helped him clear that gas station. Then, when she had begun following him and spending time with him as she slowly got used to the place, he’d been confused at first, then he had found himself feeling protective over her and enjoying her company. It was easy to talk to her, and at the same time she didn’t mind it when he didn’t feel like talking.

But he didn’t know what was going on with him lately. When Y/N was around, his eyes seemed to wander to her on their own accord, his stomach did funny twirls sometimes when they talked, or even when his mind wandered to her, which seemed to be more often than not. It was frustrating.

He needed to stop the bullshit, it was just a matter of time before Y/N noticed and maybe when she did she wouldn’t want to be around him anymore. Which maybe would help Daryl stop those feelings, but at the same time the idea felt like a kick to the gut. Daryl didn’t want to lose her, no matter what.

He needed to take his mind off the clouds and focus.

Daryl nodded at Y/N as a greeting and focused his attention back to the motor. As always, Y/N didn’t pressure him into talking but he felt her eyes on him, watching him, making him nervous enough to cut his finger with a sharp edge of the hood.

“Shit!”

“Hey, you alright?” Y/N reached out to take his hand and inspect the cut, making him feel a rush of electricity going up his hand and through his body, and Daryl yanked his hand away roughly, sucking his finger into his mouth and feeling like an idiot.

“Sorry…” Y/N looked at him like she wasn’t sure if he was angry or not. “I can leave you alone…”

Daryl knew he was being rude but he couldn’t help it, the twirls he was feeling in his stomach making him more flustered and nervous. “I’m done here anyway.” He muttered, closing the hood of the car.

“Alright…there’s some light hours left, do you want to go hunting?”

Daryl had been teaching her how to track and hunt, but lately he’d been doing it less and less, being out there alone with her made those feelings he couldn’t get rid of stronger and stronger.

“Nah, I gotta drive this to Rick.” He didn’t even turn to look at her, afraid of his heart betraying him and going crazy, and he got into the car to drive away.

Later, though, Daryl couldn’t stop thinking about how he’d blown Y/N off, how he’d been with her. She made him nervous, made him feel things he didn’t want to, but at the same time the idea of her getting angry and not wanting to spend time with him anymore felt like a kick to the gut. Spending time with her turned him into a mess, however…he didn’t know what to do, but the idea of Y/N deciding they weren’t friends anymore had him feeling anxious, so he decided he’d apologize, maybe during dinner.

He went looking for Carol to see if she needed help cooking or something, and he found her walking out the storeroom.

“Hey, I was going to talk to you.” She smiled when she saw him, making his way to him. “I’ve been talking to Rick, we’re low on cans and preserved food, and once in winter there won’t be this much game for you to hunt.” Daryl nodded in silence. “Could you go and check this place tomorrow?” She pointed at it on a map she unfolded. “If it still has supplies, we’ll send a group.”

“Alright.” Daryl took the map, folding it again.

“You shouldn’t go alone, though.”

Daryl scoffed. “I’m fine alone, it wouldn’t be the first time.

“Still, we talked about it at the last council meeting, nobody goes on runs alone.” Carol reminded him and Daryl rolled his eyes. “Don’t you remember?”

“Yeah, alright, I’ll ask someone.”

“You could ask Y/N, she’s free tomorrow.” Carol gave him a knowing smile and Daryl couldn’t help but turn defensive.

“Why her?”

“Why not?”

Daryl shrugged, he didn’t know what to say. The idea of explaining to Carol the feelings that Y/N gave him mortified him, though he felt she knew. It wasn’t the first time Carol talked him about Y/N or asked him to do things with her, and she always had that smile on her face while doing so, as if she could read his mind.

“It’s just I think you seem to really like to spend time with her. Well, I don’t think it, I know it.” Carol chuckled quietly and Daryl shrugged again, looking down, hoping he wouldn’t blush. “And I know she really likes to spend time with you.” Just like that, Daryl’s heart was beating faster, he wasn’t able to control it. “So, since you both are free tomorrow, I thought it’d be a good idea if you both go together to the run.”

“Don’t care…”

“Great, it’s settled then. Just don’t get too distracted like that time you went hunting with her and came back without anything” Carol winked at him and Daryl felt his cheeks burn.

“It was cos I let her try and I spent all the light hours teaching her to track.” He grumbled. “If I’d have wanted to hunt something, I would.”

“Whatever.” Carol ignored him, turning to walk to the kitchen. “By the way, she doesn’t know about the run, so you have to tell her.”

Once dinner was cooked, Daryl took a bowl for Y/N and went to see if she was in her cell to apologize and ask her to go to tomorrow’s run with him. She was in there, sitting on the bed and reading a book, and Daryl knocked on the door’s bars before walking in.

“Hi.” She gave him a small smile, but it wasn’t as friendly and bright like the ones he was used to, the ones that made his heart go crazy, and Daryl wondered if she was upset with him.

“Hey, I brought you dinner.” Daryl handed her the bowl and Y/N looked at him weird.

“You didn’t have to, I was about to go have dinner with everyone else.”

Daryl shrugged, unsure of what to say and feeling awkward. “It’s okay I have to talk to you anyway.”

“Okay.” She nodded, more serious than she usually looked when they were together, which just made Daryl more nervous. “Go ahead.”

“I, um…” He chewed on his lower lip and decided to apologize before telling her about the run. “I’m sorry about earlier, when I was fixing the car.”

Y/N looked at him for a second but then she shrugged and began to fidget, looking down. “It’s okay. I know that I’ve been…I don’t know, kind of following you around a lot, so if you want me to back off a bit, well, it’s-”

“What? No.” Daryl didn’t let her finish, frowning at the idea of her thinking he didn’t like to spend time with her, no matter the feelings she gave him. “I…I like it when you are around.” He added quietly, blushing and looking down.

“Yeah? That’s…that’s good to know. Cos I like it too.”

When Daryl looked up Y/N was looking at him with her bright smile, her cheeks blushed, and Daryl’s heart began beating fast, going nervous again but he tried to control it, glad that matter was settled.

“Carol wants us to go on a run to a nearby place tomorrow, check if there’re supplies.” He remembered he had gone there to ask her that, his mind having gone a little blank as he stared at her.

“Okay, sure.”  She nodded, still with that smile that made something flutter inside his belly, and he nodded too. “You  know what, why don’t you go grab your dinner and come back, and we can eat together while making plans for tomorrow?”

“Yeah, alright.”

*

You made sure your backpack was securely strapped to you before getting behind Daryl on his bike. You held to him, wrapping your arms around his middle, feeling a bit guilty about how much you enjoyed having your arms around him and being this close.

“You ready?” Daryl asked you over his shoulder.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

Carl and Rick opened the prison’s doors and off you went. As Daryl speeded up you used it as an excuse to hold to him a bit tighter. You were so glad he had wanted to go with you to the run. You’d been a bit worried about how he had ignored you yesterday, wondering if maybe he was tired of you always being around him. You had thought maybe he actually didn’t like to spend time with you as much as you’d thought, maybe he was just polite but he was tired of it. Or maybe he had noticed your feelings and he wanted nothing to do with you anymore.

But later he had seemed back to normal, bringing you dinner and asking you to go to the run, and then you both had spent the next couple of hours talking in your room until it was time to sleep. Now he didn’t seem to mind your arms tight around him either. You were relieved, but now you were more uncertain about confessing your feelings to him someday, afraid it’d drive him away.

After a little while through small, secondary roads, you reached your destination, a small warehouse. Daryl stopped the bike and you let go of him, holding onto his shoulders to get off the bike and looking around.

“You think we’ll find something here?”

“Don’t know… come on.”

You both checked the perimeter and didn’t find any walkers around, but neither anything useful. When Daryl knocked on the door, though, there was some banging from the inside, walkers were looked in, pushing at the door relentlessly.

“Maybe we should come back with a group.” You said while Daryl inspected the lock to see if he could pick it. “It sounds like there’re several of them there.”

“Nah, we ain’t making a group come if there’s nothing inside, don’t think they're that many, listen to it.” Daryl kept working on the lock until it opened.

“Alright…” You decided the banging sounded like a group of them, but not one you both couldn’t deal with. “How do we do it?”

“You open the door, make sure to stay behind it so they don’t see you and then move away, I’ll shoot them as they go out.”

You nodded, it was a good plan. “Okay, but you could open the door and I start shooting them with my gun, it’ll be faster than the crossbow.”

“No way.”

“Come on, Daryl, you know I have good aim.” You rolled your eyes. “You can join me at shooting once they're distracted by me.”

Daryl thought it for a moment, looking back and forth from the door to you, and you were growing impatient but finally he nodded.

“Alright, let’s go.”

You stepped back to a distance you deemed safe enough and held your gun in front of you. “Ready.”

Daryl opened the door but less than halfway, knife on hand, and instead of hiding behind it he began to sink the knife into the heads of the walkers while trying to stop them from opening the door more.

“What are you doing?!” You couldn’t risk shooting with him in the middle, and by the look of it, the walkers were probably too many for Daryl to put them down by himself like that, no matter how skilled you knew he was. You didn’t know what had gotten into him.

You let go of your gun in favor of your knife and rushed to the door, helping Daryl to put down the walkers like that. Once all them were dead, you turned to glare at Daryl, your heart beating so fast, scared, that you thought it was going to jump out of your chest.

“What the hell was that?!” You almost but yelled at him.

“Didn’t want to  risk them getting to you.” Daryl shrugged, defensive and looking down, and you scoffed, shaking your head in disbelieve.

“You think I can’t handle to shoot some walkers?!”

“Ain’t that, just-”

“And you  knew there were a lot of them!” You didn’t let him finish, you couldn’t believe he’d do something like that. “That was reckless! They could have killed you!”

“They wouldn’t!” Daryl snapped. “I could have killed them all by myself, I didn’t need you!”

“God, you’re infuriating sometimes!” You snapped back, you’ve been so scared for him. “It was dangerous and reckless, and you know it! What the hell were you thinking?!”

“Ain’t my fault I can’t think straight when you’re around!” Daryl sounded as angry as you, face red, and as he said that his gaze dropped to the ground again.

You didn’t know what to say to that, taken aback and confused, you weren’t sure of what he meant.  Daryl had turned away from you, seeming awkward, so you decided not to push it for now. But you wanted to know what he meant.

“What if they’d bitten you, Daryl?” You said softer this time, although you were still scared. “What if they’d pushed the door open and killed you.”

“They wouldn’t, I got it” Daryl just shrugged without looking at you.

“They could, they were a lot, Daryl! We had a plan!” Your voice rose again but you took a deep breath, trying to calm down the beating of your heart. “What would have I done then, uh? I don’t want to even think it!” You felt like crying at the idea. “You can’t do shit like that...I don’t want to lose you, okay? I care about you…” Your angry voice softened, turning vulnerable, and you looked down, fidgeting. You weren’t sure if Daryl was going to snap again or not.

For a moment, Daryl didn’t say anything, shifting his weight from foot to foot awkwardly as he looked anywhere but at you. “I care about you too.” He muttered without looking at you, and the butterflies in your stomach began dancing again at his words. “That’s why I couldn’t let them get you.”

You didn’t know what to say, you were still scared about what he had done and what could have happened, but now your heart was beating like crazy not only because of that but because of Daryl’s words. Him saying that you didn’t let him think straight, that he cared for you too…you didn’t know what to think. You couldn’t get too excited about it, didn’t want to let yourself think that maybe he felt for you a bit like you felt for him. It could be just him being a good friend, you knew Daryl had a big heart and cared a lot for people. But still…

“And I’m grateful you do, I really am. I told you I care for you too, so the idea of walkers getting you…” You shuddered. “You never, ever do something like that again, please. We had a plan, whatever happens, we face it together, okay? We help each other, we take care of each other, alright?”

Daryl seemed reluctant for a bit before finally nodding, and looking at you. His cheeks were still red but he gave you a tiny, crooked smile that had the butterflies in your belly going crazy again.

“You okay?” You asked and he nodded.

“You?”

“Yeah…yeah, I’m okay.”

“Alright…” Daryl still seemed a bit awkward, but his tiny smile was still there. “Come on, let’s check the inside.”

“Just…on a second…”

Daryl frowned as if he thought there was something wrong and then blinked in surprise as you moved closer, reaching out your arms. He’d scared you so much, you were so relieved he was okay, and were so happy about the things he’d said, that you felt like hugging him, you couldn’t help it, and you hoped he wouldn’t be awkward about it.

Carefully, you wrapped your arms loosely around him. He stiffed but before you pulled back he wrapped his arms around you too and began to relax. You dared to hold him a bit tighter at that and gently, Daryl held you closer, running his fingers through your hair so softly that you barely felt him, allowing you to bury your face on the crook of his shoulder and making the butterflies inside your belly go as out of control as the beating of your heart.

You pulled back and you bit your lip but couldn’t help your shy smile as you looked at him, resting your hands gently on his chest while he kept his on your waist, swallowing hard as he looked at you.

“I don’t want to make this weird…” You began softly. “But I gotta tell you something and I think maybe if I don’t do it now I won’t ever do it.” You took a deep breath. “I…well… I really like you, not only as a friend, I can’t help it…” You shrugged, looking down.

Daryl didn’t say anything and you didn’t know if that was good or not. You ventured a look at him and he was looking down, seeming thoughtful, but he hadn’t pushed you away, he still had his hands on your waist and you felt the nervous pitter-patter of his fingers.

“I don’t say it cos I expect anything from you or nothing…” You whispered.

“I, erm…” Daryl began to say something but stopped, swallowing hard. “I think…well…I think I feel like you.” He whispered without looking at you.

Your heart began beating like crazy, excited, you couldn’t help it. “Yeah?”

He nodded, still looking down. “Told you, can’t think straight when you’re around, I got distracted by you, it’s frustrating.”

You chuckled at that, you could barely believe it. “It happens to me too, yesterday I was in the watchtower but my eyes didn’t want to focus on that, I kept looking at you as you worked on that car…” You admitted, blushing.

Daryl looked at you at that, his cheeks blushed too, but his mouth twitched into a tiny smile. He looked at you, chewing on his lower lip, seeming to be considering something, and you waited for him to say something but he didn’t. Instead, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth.

It was so sweet you could just grin at him, the butterflies in your belly throwing a party. He was looking at you, seeming nervous and insecure, but he smiled when you reached out to brush your fingers over his cheekbone, leaning into your touch.

“Maybe then…” You ventured. “We could give this a try, you know, be together as more than friends.”

Daryl nodded once, still seeming a bit nervous, but before he could say anything a banging coming from inside the warehouse caught both your attention and Daryl pulled away from you, crossbow aimed in front of him in a second, but no walker stumbled towards you.

“I guess it’s trapped somewhere,” you said.

“I’m gonna check.”

He lowered the crossbow and began walking into the warehouse. You followed him, reaching to hold his hand. “Not alone, remember.” His hand twitched on yours and he looked at you but then he smiled softly, relaxing and lacing his fingers with you.

*

It didn’t take you both long to clear through the warehouse, putting down a couple of walkers locked inside some storerooms and collecting a few cans of food and a more than welcome bag of seeds. There wasn’t enough stuff to send a group, you could carry it in the bags Daryl had attached to his bike and your backpack. You wished you could have found the place full of stuff, but at least it was something.

“You sure that’s not too heavy?” Daryl pointed at your backpack. “I can try to tie it to the bike.”

“Nah, it’s okay.”

“Alright.” Daryl got onto the bike and turned on the engine. “Let’s go back.”

You nodded and held onto his shoulder but before swinging your leg over the bike you reached out your other hand to cup his face, making him look at you and brushing his hair away from his face. Daryl looked at you, seeming a bit confused, before closing his eyes and leaning into your touch. You used your knuckles under his chin to lift his head, and you kissed his lips softly.

Daryl opened his eyes when you pulled back, seeming a bit like in awe, and you couldn’t help your smile, running your fingers over his cheekbone before finally getting onto the bike. You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him and pressing your face onto his back for a second before pulling back and loosening your grip a bit, enough for you to hold securely to him. Daryl looked at you over his shoulder with a small smile, placing his hand over yours for a second before kicking the bike into motion.

Once you arrived at the prison, Daryl parked the bike at the back of it with the other vehicles. You held him tight to you for a couple of seconds, pressing a kiss to his shoulder before dismounting, still finding it hard to believe that you were allowed to do that, that you were together.

Daryl got off the bike and surprised you reaching out to take your hand and lace your fingers, making the butterflies in your belly dance again as he pressed a tentative kiss to your lips.

You heard a chuckle and broke away from Daryl, finding Rick looking at you both, seeming surprised, an amused smile on his face.

“Sorry to interrupt.”

“What you laughing at?” Daryl barked, pulling away from you, his cheeks blushed.

“Nothing, just…it was past time.” Rick shook his head, chuckling. “How long have you both been crushing on each other?”

Daryl scoffed and turned away from Rick to fumble with the bags of his bike. You were a bit embarrassed too, but you couldn’t help your smile.

“Hey, I’m happy! It was frustrating for all of us watching you both staring lovingly at each other without doing anything, seriously.” Rick kept teasing, no matter how uncomfortable Daryl was, it seemed to amuse him more.

“You gonna stand there smiling like an idiot or are you gonna help us carry this shit inside?” Daryl snapped.

“Yeah, yeah.” Rick nodded but didn’t move closer, still grinning. “Actually…I have to go talk to Carol, she’ll be happy to know how successful this run was too.” Rick chuckled again and left towards the building.

Daryl scoffed and you looked at him, giving him a smile and reaching out your hand to him. He took it, lacing your fingers, the corner of his mouth twitching into a tiny smile, even though he still seemed embarrassed. You pulled him closer and kissed his blushed cheek.

“I know it’s not fun to have them gossiping but it’s because they care.” You told him gently. “And I’m really, really glad Carol sent us to this run.”

Daryl’s fingers played nervously with yours but he smiled. 

“Yeah, yeah, me too.”

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[marshmellowtea]

hey!! im gonna send you a lot of charas, you can answer them as you want, I just wanna make sure you have enough to answer all you want!! seishi, nikei, ayumu, marin maki, komaeda, makoto, mikan and sayake, please!

aaaaaaaa anon ur so sweet ilysm ;o; 

i’ll probably have to divide these into a couple posts so i can break it into chunks for myself but i’ll start off with seishi, nikei, and ayumu here :’0 

also putting this under a cut so i hopefully don’t break anyone’s dashes 

seishi 

favorite thing about them 

he’s just,, baby?? he’s just baby hdfjaslkdfsdf i don’t even know how to describe it. i was attached to him the moment i saw him and the more i watched of him the more in love i fell he’s such a precious dork,, 

least favorite thing about them 

idk if this actually counts because this is more of a criticism of his writing than anything but it’s so annoying how people just default him to “standard evil villain” after the katagiri zen reveal like no,, there’s so much more that can be done with him,, how dare you,, 

favorite line 

tbh as much as i’m disappointed (read: angry) with the direction voices was going to go, “did you just call us horny?” is still an ICONIC line fhaslksdfjlksdf i love it so much 

brOTP 

him and marin! also him and mikoto,, and him and nico,, tbh him and any girl is good he just vibes “let’s go wlw let’s go!!”, y’know? i also like him and nikei being like. adopted brothers or adopted cousins tbh it’s really cute 

OTP 

seishi/akira/ayumu/saiji. yes that it as an ot4. yes it counts come at me bro. any seishi/rebirth boy ship is good tho 

nOTP 

i,, really don’t like seishi/girls fjadsklfjsadf feels bad man 

random headcanon 

he has TRAUMA dammit!! i hc that he has a backstory similar to maki’s in that he was forced into being an assassin at a young age so it wasn’t really his choice to get involved in all this. i’ve kinda ran that idea into the ground at this point though so here’s a lighter headcanon: when he was 14, he reeeaaaally wanted to be a cat. like, to the point where he’s embarrassed to look back on those days because oh my god he really straight up tried to act like a cat 24/7 huh? kinda ties into another headcanon of mine that he’s less mature than he lets on and tends to go through periods of feeling kinda childlike but ssshh shsh shsh shush

unpopular opinion 

he’s a good boy with a morally dubious job and that doesn’t make him automatically evil. y’all are just unimaginative, uncreative and mean >:( 

song i associate with them 

coughs at my seishi and zen playlists uhh there’s a lot tbh but the songs most strongly connected with him in my mind are “this is how you spell haha we destroyed the hopes and dreams of a generation of faux romantics” by los campesinos! and “i’ve got all this ringing in my ears and none on my fingers” by fall out boy (and yes those are two songs with very long titles i know hdfaklsjdflsd ;w;) 

favorite picture of them 

aaaa rebirth doesn’t have a lot of good cgs to pull from across either of its canons and idk if fanart counts so,, but gosh i really love his surprised sprite. he’s like :o. he’s so baby i love him so much 

nikei 

favorite thing about them 

he’s so interesting. it’s clear a lot of work went into his character, and it’s always a fascinating struggle to try and write him. i think it might be a bit easier after chapter four is fully translated but still there’s a lot of complexity to him and it’s interesting trying to break down his outer shell and get inside his head, y’know? also, he’s adorable. i wanna squish his cheeks. 

least favorite thing about them 

oh my GOD does my boy stress me out. i hate seeing him being mean to my other favorite characters and i’m always just like baby why are you like this please don’t ohmygod?? i’m gonna have to watch chapter four with my hands covering my eyes hasdfjslkdf i hate betrayal plots :’) 

favorite line 

this is kinda hard actually hasdkflsjdfk but “and she threw them away just like that? girl, are you a genius or an idiot, make up your mind!” from the third trial is reALLY GOOD FHKJDFLKDSF on a more heartbreaking note though him apologizing before he dies is just,, god. god.

brOTP 

him and the other voids!! they’re a family fight me. and him and seishi, ofc. i also like him and setsuka a lot though,, after chapter six i’m doubling down on my “she’s his mom!!” stance okay. i also like him and yoruko because i think they could have a fun dynamic (and maybe a soft dynamic with older yoruko,, maybe,,)(what i’m saying is that he gains another mom okay. let me project my mommy issues in peace) 

OTP 

i,, actually largely headcanon him as aro so there’s not a lot of ships with him i’m super passionate about?? i still kinda like him and setsuka in aus and such but other than that i mostly dropped all my ships for him after chapter six cuz it’s no big loss to me. though,, i’m not gonna lie, i still have a HUGE soft spot for sorakei. after seeing his free time events they just,, grew on me and i’d think they’d be really cute together c’mon guys can we make it happen- :’0 

nOTP 

nikei/mikado nikei/mikado nikei/mikado LIKE CAN WE PUT IT TO REST ALREADY I ACTUALLY HATE IT 

random headcanon 

his hair is actually naturally super curly and he straightens it every morning so other people don’t realize this. the other voids think it looks really cute pre-straightener but he thinks it makes it hard for others to take him seriously which is why he goes to such lengths to try to hide it basically he does NOT appreciate the cooing he gets from emma, thank you very much. hgalsdjfadlfkl

unpopular opinion 

i’m not actually sure if this counts cuz i don’t see this on tumblr at least but i don’t think we should take what he says to emma and hajime in the void theater at face value. i think despite what he says he actually does care about them in his own way, he just doesn’t really show it well because he doesn’t like to be vulnerable around others. he’s an asshole sometimes (actually a lot of the time hadsflkjsdflk), but that doesn’t mean he’s unfeeling or unable to care about people. 

song i associate with them 

once again side eyes my nikei playlist ahdfslksdfjslkfd a part of me doesn’t want to spoil one of the songs on it because i do eventually wanna release it to the public but i really just,, i really gotta go with “are you satisfied?” by marina. it’s just too perfect and i think of him every time i hear it now 

favorite picture of them 

honestly? his first tts avatar. no talk him. him angy his last tts avatar upsets me though LEAVE HIM BE LINUJ

ayumu 

favorite thing about them 

AAAAAAAAAA BOYFRIEND BOYFRIEND he’s so sweet such a good boy!! i like that he’s empathetic towards others cuz of his luck and he cares about how it affects them. i like that he’s soft and definitely a good cuddle partner. i love that he’s a trans icon even if that’s not really the intent i don’t care he just vibes trans so well (gal or guy or nonbinary but i tend to stick with the trans guy headcanon cuz haha i transmasc-)  

least favorite thing about them 

i kinda wish he had more of a canon sarcastic side? i mean i’m gonna continue to write him that way lol but c’mon there had to have been times where his luck is just so wildly terrible that his inner hinata jumps out and he makes a quip about it hfkajsdfksdf 

favorite line 

aaaaaa his little hope speech during in voices’ chapter one trial makes me soft,, i love him so much,, i also like him shutting aruma down when she’s being too horny hdlkajdsflksdf it’s really good 

brOTP 

ngl i tend to ship him with most of the class so,, like,, i also brotp him with the whole class,, dalfksdlfkasdf 

OTP 

see above but my favorite of those pairings are ayumu/seishi, ayumu/akira and ayumu/mikoto 

nOTP 

when i’m headcanoning him as a trans guy: nico, misuzu, and kasumi cuz i hc them as lesbians. when i’m headcanoning her as a trans girl: seishi. kind of a nonissue when i go with a nonbinary headcanon though 

random headcanon 

he plays minecraft with akira a lot, but they always have to play in create mode where you can’t really die otherwise it’s just a montage of ayumu dying over and over again, pfft. even with unlimited life though he still usually ends up stuck somewhere and akira has to come dig him out and since akira’s a rude boy he’s always laughing his ass off as he’s doing it smh >:0

unpopular opinion 

it’s,, silly to be mad about his “secretly a boy” twist on the same level as you’re mad about the v3 protag twist,, it’s a fangan and not even that well known of one at that like it doesn’t really have the power to “break down barriers” like that or whatever tf you’re expecting hdsflkajsfdlksdf 

song i associate with them 

he’s another character i have a playlist for ahdflaksdjflaksd but “this is home” by cavetown and i cry every time :’) 

favorite picture of them 

once again there’s not a lot of canon art to pull from but i do adore the promo art of him with his “male” and “female” versions :’0 

#aaaaaaa thank u anon even just doing these three made me feel better :'0 #i'll try to get to at least three more tonight but i also have to go to bed soon so idk ;w; #and ofc the other asks i'll get to when i can #which'll probably be tomorrow but that's not important rn #drrb #danganronpa rebirth #sdra2 #seishi yodogawa #nikei yomiuri #ayumu fujimori #marshy answers #sdra2 chapter six spoilers #cuz there's some #uhhh hopefully that's all the tags i need lol #anon

[cinnbar-bun]

Incredible.

Absolutely incredible. I love how I just gave a shoutout to a rather cute blog and some anon has the gall to message me a long rant on me.

So you know what, anon, I’m gonna give you what you asked for and I will “explain myself” (as you put it).

I don’t mean to be condescending and rude, but I’m frankly tired of this thing happening. I’ve been here for over a year, I’ve seen other imagine blogs and I’ve seen how people like you work. I’m tired of having to explain myself time and time again so I’m gonna make sure my words are absolutely clear so you can understand this.

You asked why I focused on “just the granblue blogs” and said that I “only do gbf stuff and no one else”. Do you want an answer? Do you wanna know why I do a lot of granblue stuff?

It’s because they freaking asked.

This should not be a hard concept but I guess I have to go through this.

They asked me to write them stuff. They asked me to give them a shoutout. And so I did.

Truly, I wish to write other things besides GBF, but because my followers mostly consist of those who came for that content- mind you, content they ASK for- I continue to write it the most.

I am a multi-fandom imagines blog, I like writing for other series, but hardly anyone requests them. Why are you complaining to me “why don’t you do something else?” When hardly anyone gives me the chance to?

I give you the platform and the opportunity time and time again to request. It is absolutely, 10000% YOUR fault if you do not take that chance to request. I’m sorry if that came off rude, but I’m not taking the blame because you didn’t ask me for something.

I work on this shit FOR FREE. I AM GIVING YOU MY TIME AND EFFORT TO WRITE YOU THINGS, AGAIN, FOR FREE!! I do NOT have to do this nor am I obligated to even care what anyone asks of me, I could simply turn the ask box off and say “screw all of you here, I’m writing what I want.” But no, I don’t, and I didn’t, and I’m here asking you to request, and you wanna be rude to me and try to twist it like it’s my fault. Hey anon, you want to hear a great idea? If you’re so tired of me writing for GBF and want other content, why don’t you ASK? Why don’t you hit up my inbox and specifically say, “I want this”. Why are you bitching to me that “I never do anything” if you’re not asking me for it?

I’m not your mother, I’m not your kindergarten teacher, I’m not your servant over a typewriter who constantly has to ask you again and again “hey sweetie, do you want anything?” That’s not my job. I have asked so many times, and I freaking get NOTHING! It’s tiring and obnoxious for me to have to constantly say “hey guys, I do other things besides gbf” and to constantly have to say my requests are open please request because right now, as we speak, I only have two requests. And guess what? Neither of them are GBF related. When you ask, you will receive.

You complain to me “why do people come to you for gbf content” and frankly, I can’t answer that. But I can suggest because back when I started, there was pretty much ZERO content for gbf besides art and meta posts. So yes, I have plenty of GBF fans who came to be because not much else was offered. And they ask, and they get. There’s a swarm of Fire Emblem blogs and there’s a swarm of JJBA blogs and there’s a swarm of MM blogs that will overshadow me and will make me get lost in the clutter. If you want me to write it, you have to ask. You have to do more then just “oh you write for this? Cool.” And then not do shit about it. Not to mention I don’t get many notes on those posts because no one reblog or does much else with it. It just sits in my blog like a dead zone.

Stop complaining to me I don’t do enough for other fandoms if no one is asking, and when I do write them, they get almost nothing in them.

Really? What do you want from me? Why are you upset that I’m not pumping out request after request like a machine? I can’t do that. No one can. I am a human, I am a human who has to unfortunately deal with real life, and I am a human who gets exhausted and drained. This isn’t a new concept. I get it, you want me to finish prompts. But you know what? I’m tired. I get exhausted. Do you know why anon? Because of the way people request. I will have requests open for weeks before I plan on posting them, and no one requests. So then I have to ask and ask and ask again. And do you know what happens? I get a flood of requests an hour before I close them, and it’s tiring. It really is. I don’t mean to put anyone on blast, and I’m not trying to, but it’s seriously tiring to have to beg for requests and people only give them to you when you have little time to prepare.

I have TRIED to be more interactive, but I can only do so much, anon, if no one does it. “Why don’t I do fun stuff like other blogs?” BECAUSE NO ONE IS ASKING!!! NO ONE IS TALKING TO ME AND I CANNOT INTERACT TO NOBODY! IF YOU WANT ME TO DO FUNNY THINGS, THEN AGAIN, ASK!! WHY ARE YOU BLAMING ME FOR NOT BEING “interactive enough like other blogs” WHEN I AINT GETTING SHIT? COMMUNICATION GOES BOTH WAYS. ITS NOT MY JOB TO CONSTANTLY HAVE TO SAY “guys just talk to me!!!” THAT MAKES ME DESPERATE, AND THAT MAKES MANY UNCOMFORTABLE. UNFORTUNATELY MANY PEOPLE HAVE FELT AFRAID TO TALK TO US BECAUSE I DUNNO, SHYNESS OR SMTH, SO WHY ARE YOU BLAMING ME WHEN NO ONE IS WILLING TO TALK TO ME? HM? WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY? “Oh sorry I’ll do my best to get others to talk to me besides asking for requests” like??? That makes 0 sense. I don’t know what you want me to do and you acting like I owe you something because I can’t read your mind and see what exactly it is you want is frustrating.

So you know what, I’m gonna say this again. Feel free to ask me anything. I’ve said this time and time again. If you don’t ask, I will not write it. I am not your babysitter, I’m not gonna hold your hand and try to coax you to request or talk to me. That’s not my freaking job, and it’s not my fault if no one is willing to talk to me or request other things from me.

Thank you anon for your concern, but this is absolutely something that is not one sided. If you don’t like me that much and are so “disappointed” in me, guess what, you don’t have to read my stuff. This is the internet, you can choose what you read and what you like, and if you feel that my blog is not good, then you can just not look at my blog. If you DO however want stuff from me, then ask. That’s all. All you gotta do is hit that pretty little ask box and I can do what you ask.

Otherwise, have a good day.

#long post #vent

[mikkock]

i'm not the anon, but i do want to hear about your OCs!!!!!!! i'm bad with details but i vaguely remember you had these two gay bois and maybe one was a computer programmer or something?? idk but i think you had an art piece of him at a laptop,, anyway they were v cute

alright since i got a lot of gay boys i had to go searching to make sure i had the right gay boys sdhjfghsgsfg why do i have so many gay boys i do wonder mh

so im thinking u mean vince n xiaoli cuz of that piece of the latter 

if not then oops u gon have to hear about them anyway uwu (im putting this under cut cause i tend to speak a lot and i dont wanna clog up people’s feed ya feel) if i got it wrong feel free to scream at me and demand explainations of other characters lmao

its em

Those two got a whole ass story (not a story about ass i just keep putting the word ass everywhere). 

They were besties as kids, like, very young kids, talking inseparable besties. But, one day, quite suddenly Xiaoli’s family had to move back to China and so the two were seperated with no ways to contact or even ideas as to where the other was (factor in the fact that they were still very young and all, and if we take time into account that must mean they were in some time of barely no internet for everyone so prolly didnt have even emails tbh). The whole story i got planned for em is about how they grow up, evolve, yet still try to find each other again through the few pieces of useful information that they remember from back in the days. (and since im a sucker for happy ending it aint no spoiler that they do find each other at the end or smth like, pls, id die if they didnt. the important part is the path they took, and all the shit that happens in between ofc)

 but who cares bout plot tbh, the important thing is the cHARACTERS (i kno cause my studies include storytelling classes so like bitch, i kno the story is the characters and all that jazz) so lets talk about the boys themselves some more, shall we uwu

Lets start with Vince, who’s the youngest of the two :

first thing i gotta say is that he changed a LOT design wise, like his first looks ?? wack.

who are you i dont know you u look rude im scared what happened to your hair ? so many questions

anyway now he looks like a baby and that’s all that matters.

(that was def done for a school exercise but look how cute he is awn)

He lives in the US, born of Ecuadorian parents. Ever since he was tiny he wanted only one thing, and that is to Win Gold at the olympics (yeah i know, small ambitions, what can i say he’s a realist at heart) for tracks (aint decided yet what exact part of tracks cause im not knowledgeable in track n field and i still gotta do my research boo bad me for procrastinating). 

So he runs. A lot. That’s his main thing. A big part of his identity.  But not all of it naturally otherwise he’d be a running robot not a guy.

He’s still very young so he can be a tad stupid, naturally. He’s also close to his family. And he big gay. He’s a friendly guy, the puppy type with others. He’s really big on listening to his friends vent out since he believes it does a lot to relieve stress (and ya cant be stressed if you want to perform amazing !!!)

He’s kiiiiind of an overachiever. Just a small bit. He wants to do perfect all the time, so he studies a lot, trains a lot, cleans his room, does his bed, brushes his teeth, he’s a Good Kid. He’s got a really strict timetable that he follows really closely, and in general, tends to monitor his life, maybe a biiiiit too much ? Even leisure time is a specific moment of the day, a set time, nothing more. Then he goes to bed, early, so he can get a full good sleep and go run in the morning. He needs to learn how to chill a bit more. He does have friends to help him get back into a more relaxed mindset sometimes, and once he reunites with his long lost bestie he definetly will have to accept a biiiit of chaos and imprevisible...

Cause let’s talk a bit bout Xiaoli huhuhu...

At first glance you may think “oh, what a reliable serious pretty boy, he seems nice and helpful” but he’s actually a sNAKE. Or more like a fox ? I’m no vet so I’m not sure what animal analogy fits best...

Fact is he IS reliable, and nice, but he’s ALSO a bitch. If you’re pal with him he’ll help you out with your homework, listen to you rant about a heartbreak, be a total sweetheart, but if you’re his FRieND then you’ll get that but under snarky remarks, teasing, and he’ll probably record you when you’re doing ridiculous drunk antics or just tripping over your own feet...

actually he def will do that.

He’s also very expressive and open, he’s one of those characters that i like to use for expression practice because his face will stretch in any possible way. He still keeps secrets tho, mostly he doesnt talk at all about his search for Vince (probably because he’s got the biggest lead, namely having randomly found him once through his running exploits and discovering his past bestie was now becoming some sort of “upcoming athlete celebrity you have to keep an eye out for” or something...)

He actually studies medecine, not computer science but tbh, I could change it in the future, its nothing fixed nor anything too relevant to his character dshsfsgs, and also he IS pretty tech savy so that’d make sense mh.....can you believe im gonna turn into those creators who take “fan theories” and turn them canon smh

He’s quite likes going out, partying and having fun. He values balance between work and fun above a lot of things, and he’s also not much of a big planner. 

Also since I mentionned it for Vince, lets make it equal : he’s a HongKong resident, his mum is half Australian so that makes him a ? Quarterie ? Is there a word for half-halfie ? Idk man. And he’s very very bi, and quite chill about it, and quite absolutely into getting dates.

Those two got some potential for me to turn them into a story so i kinda hope i’ll be able to some time in the future, who knows, maybe that’ll happen somedays uwu

#startofamoment

[jewpacabruhs]

I was reading your tags and please, for the love of God, write a Mafia AU. I haven't been able to find any good ones.

i wanna so bad! i find organized crime fascinating, & i’m also a big movie nerd, with crime films being my fav genre, so im super into that sorta thing. definitely would love to see it, but o boy, maybe ill jus write it myself?? gotta do everythin myself haha

i’d def go the historical route, so it’d be interesting to try to both apply characters that are firmly rooted in 90s/2000s behaviors & beliefs, and stick them in the 1900s. oh, boy, writing historical stuff is a pain. so much research. worth it tho, if it’s done well. aye, and it’ll be cool to try to keep it as nonfictional as possible. like, attempting to insert the kids (as adults, obvs) into crime history. i wonder if i could do tht? it’d be fun. it’s definitely uncharted waters. there’s a lot of potential there.

but, hmm, i think mafia aus are so rare in fandom (not just the sp fandom, but across the board) bc they contradict everything that’s popular in fanfic. mob aus would feature violence, business, finances, and corruption. whereas fics prefer cuddles, leisure time, a world where money aint an issue, and wholesomeness. and considering the majority of fic is written by horny and/or love-starved teenage girls who dont know or care about the aforementioned subjects, it makes sense. kinda a bummer, but understandable. in the defense of like everyone, lmao, those sorta fics take a lot of planning, & aint nobody got time. so i get it.

oof i think a major thing too is how gay-centric fic/fandom is, when the mobster world is undeniably a heterosexual one. thats an issue. shit, i wonder how many gay characters i could get away with while keeping it realistic. i mean, im sure there were gay mobsters, in fact i’ve read about a couple, but the lifestyles did not go hand in hand, lol.

IM STUPID NO ONE CARES ABT THIS DUMB SHIT HERES IDEAS

i’m thinking 1940s new york. im inclined towards kyman, as u probs kno, but again, the gay thing. huh. maybe i can figure it out. maybe theyre young bachelors, and theyre business partners & fuck around sometimes. we’ll see. anyway. if we’re gonna include all characters….

cartman would pull a goodfellas - he’s of, what, german descent? hell, considering his parents, he probably wouldn’t even exist in this universe. eh. well. he’d def be from yorkville, manhattan, cuz tht was a german neighbourhood. anyway he’d weasel into the italian mob, bc he’d be into the idea of 1) exorbitant amounts of money, and 2) being feared/respected. his authoritah! psh. and someone would notice how smart he is & mentor him, regardless of nationality. he’d quickly make enemies, though, because he’s rude & brash. he’d also quickly become one of the most respected young dons (would he reach that level, without a family? doubt it. he’d have to become a made man, which i believe is reserved exclusively for italians ….. ehhhh ill figure it out. maybe he’d branch out, start his own crime family. that’d be interesting. ooo.) damn, ukno, i think the 40s would make a real interesting character out of cartman. huh. yah, that’d be cool to explore, how that time period would shape him. like i said, he likely wouldt even exist. did the denver broncos exist back then? doubt it

kyle would get wrapped up in the jewish mob (which existed, and which i’d personally l o v e to be a part of lol - if i was born 100 years ago), maybe while trying to protect ike from getting involved? that’d be cool. maybe he’d demonstrate his brains & be offered a job as an accountant or an attorney, and he’d be forced to comply, either bc 1) his fam was threatened if he declined, or 2) his fam was doing bad financially & needed it. maybe both. hell, maybe he avoids the jewish mob & gets involved with the others. MAYBE IKE IS THE ONE IN THE JEWISH MOB & WANTS HIS BROTHER BACK FROM THE ITALIANS. OOOOOOOOO also they’d be from brooklyn, likely, bc that’s where jews were primarily located back then. u kno there was 400k jews in new york in 1899?? including my great great great grandparents. that’s a shit ton of jews lol. lil fun fact for ya. 

wait ok so oof this is hard now, bc the mob was primarily divided into three chunks - the italians, the jews, & the irishmen. there was also the puerto ricans, but that was, like, a different division. i’m mentioning this because nationality was important to mobsters, to all organized crimes groups actually, but south park doesn’t make a habit of mentioning what countries each character’s ancestors came from, lol. so it’d be a lot of writer interpretation. and that’s cool and all, but doesn’t give me much to work with, considering most of the kids are white and likely german/england-descended. 

i could make kenny & butters irish. that’d work. i think kenny’s last names irish, actually. they could be from hell’s kitchen, which had a p hefty irish-american population. maybe i could make stan irish, too. wendy might be able to pass for italian (little italy manhattan??? maybe the bronx??? im tryna think geography lol. for scale.). that’d work, if i wanted to put some stendy in there, bc i love making stan the token het guy, haha. maybe wendys dad marries her off to stan to form an alliance between the italians & irish. that’d be interesting. maybe cartman was rallying to get wendy to marry him, bc he needed to marry someone bc of, like, societal expectations, & she was the only girl who caught his interest. maybe he declares war on stan, to win back the bride he wants. maybe kyles best friends w stan, tht happened somehow, & interjects. goes to meet cartman to discuss a way out - ohhhhh theres my kyman babay!!! oooooo!!!

omg. plot forming. this is def an interesting concept. maybe i can use it as a chance to write a plot-oriented fic that doesn’t rely heavily on ships. that’d be awesome. i’ve wanted to do that for ages.

maybe we can squeeze christophe in as a french immigrant, maybe an associate of someone. same with gregory, but, like, british. that’d be fun. craig & tweek can be somewhere in there, too. associates of cartman or something. maybe they own a brothel. oooh. who else. bebe! maybe she can be a cabaret dancer who someone falls for. nothin wrong w hetero nonsense if it’s done right & if it aint nonsense. yah? maybe she can be ken’s love interest. also maybe token & nichole can be in there somewhere, from harlem?

this sounds fun as fuck, though, def. im really obsessed with new york right now, so maybe writing this could be a love letter to its history. that’d be dope. ooh, and im from las vegas actually, born & raised, so maybe i could do a chapter set there, considering the mob was very influential in the strip’s development. that’d be rad. holy heck. im excited abt this now. gotta finish oboitd asap & get into this, haha.

o shit. i jus realized, like, just how much research i’d have to do. like, not only about organized crime, abt 40s slang & dress, abt new york, abt everything. oooh boy this is a Project

ill get on that eventually haha, im into it now. it’s 4am rn tho so ima sleep, gnite anon

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