#one last thing- transformers fans i am so sorry.

[is-this-tf]

Is it TF?

TF, as in Transformation, is a concept that can mean quite a few things to many different people- and when depicted in art or media, usually consists of some sort of physical or psychological transformation of one thing into another, often including the contexts before or after such a change occurs. 

For the purposes of this blog, the assumed pretense that the TF or TF-adjacent content depicted in posts on this blog being nonsexual in this manner is considered the default, and will be treated or engaged with as such unless clarified otherwise, but there are plenty of ways those who engage in TF art can enjoy it! There are many who consider it a paraphilia for themselves and commonly enjoy it as a sexual theme, but it is also quite common for people to enjoy it entirely nonsexually, as well- perhaps exploring it under a lens of gender, as a vessel or narrative device to communicate themes, or just liking it as an unrelated special interest... TF is fascinating and alluring concept in itself, regardless of the ways it can be enjoyed and explored.

I made this blog because I love it when I see people unintentionally making TF posts on tumblr. I feel like it happens a lot and I think it's really, really funny when it does, by accident or not. Feel free to tag me in posts or send in questions asking if something is TF, and I'll give my honest answer as an expert in the field myself. 

Don't forget, words to live by:

Primary tags: #this is tf, #this is tf art, #unintentional tf, #intentional tf, #definitely intentional tf, #not tf

#this is largely a g//mm//ck blog so i don't think i'll be like seeking out actual TF art or stories to rb? or at least not that often #although i could from time to time or link some if i really Really like it #i dunno i'll decide later #(edit: i think i will on occasion‚ and i'm putting any i rb under its own tag- check 'this is tf art' for what i rb here!) #is this tf #tf #this is tf #not tf #transformation #these will like primarily be post i'm just rbing from my dash but if people send me posts i can rb those too #by the way! if you also want to reach out to me if i reblog a post of yours that you want me to remove tags from or delete the rb altogether #feel free to message me and let me know and i'll do that! #this blog was inspired by another is-this-(shhh) blog but i wanted to do something with one of my own interests #one last thing- transformers fans i am so sorry. #i don't care about regular people not wanting to see transformation stuff‚ these blockable primary tags i'm using for this blog are for YOU #it's weird‚ but i made it with love. #💜 #pkosting

[justxtalking]

my thoughts on this hxh ABCD mess

Being a Togashi fan is such a roller-coaster of emotions. I think I went through all the stages of grief in only one day.

Half of me believes he's trolling.

To be honest, it's better to just take it with a light heart. Togashi is known for joking around about himself, his health and his own story. (I wasn't in the fandom at that moment, but I wonder how everyone reacted when he said everyone was going to die). I consider ending D to be so uncharacteristically him for so many reasons I could talk for hours about it. I find it ironic how he gave a stereotypical-shonen-like ending when he talked several times (even in this interview) about how he likes to surprise himself (and his readers) when he writes. Some other times he explained he likes to play with these shonen stereotypes and just do something different. I mean, he's been doing it since the beginning of his career.

And I'll be honest, ending D sounds like a mockery of shounen.

(And I feel a bit dumb taking this so seriously if he's joking.)

(Though, this also may be the case of "the boy who cried wolf" and he's actually saying the truth this time.)

The other half of me thinks he's being honest.

If he is actually giving us a back-up ending, I find it incredibly sad. Not only because of his health, but also because he felt pressured enough to give us an ending, no matter its form and no matter if it's an ending he doesn't even consider anymore. He shouldn't have been on that position.

It is important to take into account that this is not an ending he wants or even considers anymore, it is an ending we can take if he's not able to finish HunterXHunter. We need to realize there's a lot of circumstances we don't know about or may not be considering for him to give us this ending as an option at that moment. And what type of ending too.

I seriously want for him to be able to finish Hunter X Hunter the way he truly wants, not worrying about anything else. He's thinking about three plausible scenarios that may see the light of day or not. And no matter what he ends up choosing, he should choose whatever he wants. It's his story, no ours. And it may even be his last story (I know it's sad, I want him to keep on writing forever, but it's true). Honestly, a part of me wants him to choose the A scenario because that's where seems to be less drama, but actually I want him to choose the C scenario. Even if that ending is Gon married to a lizard with beautiful lizard-babies in the Dark Continent. And that's because that ending is what he would actually want to do with the story.

(I really am curious about it, though. I know I wouldn't be able to guess even in a million years, but I'm still curious. And I so want to read the whole interview and see the whole episode, since there were more questions about other things.)

For the shippers

I know this feels like a punch in the gut or something even worst. I felt it too. And it's totally valid to feel like we do and not agreeing with ending D. Even as a non-shipper because what do you mean, Gon did what?

Everyone who follows me knows I'm a proud Killugon and Leopika shipper. And I will keep on being one even if Hunter X Hunter transforms into Boruto and I have to see Grandpa Gon (the more I say it, the more it sounds like a joke).

Honestly, I always considered the gay ships were never going to be explicitly canon.(Kishimoto traumatized me). Not because of lack of material, but because there's a whole context and a lot of external circumstances we sometimes forget about (and Kishimoto traumatized me). There was a reason why Togashi couldn't make his queer manga in the 90s, which, I'm sorry, I don't consider it to be that long ago. And there is a reason why he can't explicitly say that characters like Pouf or Hisoka are gay (despite being totally obvious and them being villains).

I still find it admirable how Togashi included so many queer elements in his stories and got away with it. And he's a mangaka that does shonen. And not just any shonen, a battle manga in Shonen Jump. (He included a trans man in Level E and made him transition. The way Togashi explains some things about this character may be a bit problematic, but Togashi still did this). And those queer elements are still there and are still as canon as when he wrote it the first time. Pouf is as gay as he is dramatic. And Ging and Pariston still have that sexual tension (and I'm 100% sure they fucked or they are going to fuck in the near future or both). And Killua is still the queerest boy I've seen in the longest time.

Sometimes, I think there's a possibility of Killugon being canon. But only because of Togashi's history and tastes. He may feel a bit rebellious and just go with it, he's so unpredictable that I'm always expecting anything and everything from him (I mean, he did what he did with Hisoka and Illumi and so many other things). However, he's an introvert, I'm not sure if he actually wants the attention he would get if he actually goes with it. And that is something we should also respect. (I do think the most plausible option is Killugon to be as ambiguous as they are now.)

In relation to ending D, I don't think we should worry that much. At the end of the day, it is an ending he doesn't consider anymore. (At least we can sleep well knowing that the ending he wants to do doesn't have to do with Grandpa Gon). What's important is what he writes and does in the manga. That is what speaks louder than anything.

Though, I do think it's going to be a pain in the ass interacting with other fans. I'm not looking forward to it. (At least they are going to stop saying that Kurapika will die, I hope!). What I'm looking forward to is the new Killugon content in the fandom.

My personal take

Gon =/= Ging. I could say a lot about this, since one of the things I love the most about Hunter X Hunter is what he did with these two and Gon's arc, but I think this is clear enough.

So!

After saying all of this, I think the only thing we should consider as canon is the manga. If he doesn't write it, it didn't happen.

If he's saying the truth, he may be thinking about how to finish Hunter X Hunter sooner or later. Even though so many fans say that they want an ending, I feel like we are not ready. Not even for Gon marrying a lizard and having beautiful lizard-babies in the Dark Continent.

I hope I was coherent enough. I have no answers, only thoughts and thoughts! I feel like we can only speculate and ending D is so confusing because how did we even get there?

I may be going through all the stages of grief again tomorrow, but I wanted to share my thoughts (at least partially). I may erase it if I feel too uncomfortable, but yeah!

Conclusion: Let's just take it with a light heart and wait to see what happens! (I know it's hard).

#i hope this post doesnt grow old badly lmao #togashi is the only one who actually knows what he wants to do by the end of the day #everything can happen #i find it sadly hilarious how i was traumatized by kishimoto found peace with togashi's work and then savage option D appears lmao #hxh #togashi #hunter x hunter #hunterxhunter #hxh manga #yoshihiro togashi #killugon #justxtalking #btw my mom read ending D and didnt like it either lmao #the dudebros can take ending d if they want it I'll just have my leopika wedding with killugon enganged ending

[escapingrealityforamoment]

So what if Reader was friends with Steven? Like she didn't knew Belly, Conrad and Jeremiah but she was Steven's friend, so he invited her for the summer, and reader was a posh person who wasn't a really fan of these things, but listened to her friend, and when she did come there, everyone was all over her as she was really pretty, except Jeremiah and Conrad, Jeremiah liked her as a friend and conrad didn't liked her at all, slowly Reader and Jeremiah had feelings for each other and came into a relationship, and reader came into the same college as conrad and they also slowly became friends, but when they both saw Jeremiah and Belly kissing, both of them hated them and stayed more closer?

Hi love! Thank you so much for the request and I am so sorry it has taken so long for me to respond!! I hope you enjoy reading this and there will be a part two 💖😘

When I first arrived at Cousins Beach for the summer, I had no idea what to expect. My friend Steven had talked up his summers here with the Fisher family, and although I was more accustomed to city life, I trusted his judgment and embarked on the adventure.

As soon as I set foot in this coastal paradise, it felt like the whole world revolved around me. People couldn't help but be drawn to me, a stranger in their tight-knit community. I became a curiosity, a beautiful anomaly in their simple, beachside world. Among those who were captivated by my presence, Jeremiah and Conrad stood out, but for entirely different reasons.

Jeremiah, who had a friendly and approachable demeanor, was the first to break the ice. He didn't treat me as a stranger but as a friend. We spent countless hours talking about our dreams, our love for art, and the little things that made life by the sea so extraordinary. What began as friendship soon blossomed into a deep connection, and my heart couldn't deny the fluttering I felt whenever he was nearby.

Conrad, however, was a different story. His icy exterior never seemed to thaw, and his disapproval of me was evident in every word and gesture. I couldn't understand why I bothered him so much, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break through to the warm-hearted person hidden beneath.

As the summer days melted into the golden hues of fall, the connection between Jeremiah and me couldn't be ignored. We faced the challenges of a long-distance relationship as he went off to college. Our bond remained strong, even as the miles separated us, our late-night calls and longing texts keeping the connection alive.

Surprisingly, Conrad also ended up at my college, and our paths continued to cross. Over time, I could sense his icy exterior slowly thawing as we became friends. Our shared experiences and moments of vulnerability revealed the layers beneath his tough facade.

But then, everything took an unexpected turn. One evening, I found myself witnessing a heartbreaking scene: Jeremiah and Belly, locked in an intimate kiss. My heart shattered, mirroring the pain in Conrad's eyes when he witnessed the same moment. Our worlds collided, and the shared agony of our unrequited love brought us together.

In the midst of heartbreak, Conrad and I found comfort in each other's presence. We shared our stories of love and loss, our struggles and dreams. What had once been a source of tension between us had transformed into a deep and lasting friendship. Together, we healed our wounded hearts, finding solace in each other's company and understanding.

Our shared pain forged an unbreakable bond, and Conrad and I became inseparable. While the scars of the past still ached, we had discovered a deep and meaningful connection that transcended mere friendship. We hoped that someday, we would find the love we both deserved. For now, we found contentment in each other's understanding, empathy, and unwavering support.

#conrad fisher imagine #conrad fisher #conrad fisher x you #conrad fisher x y/n #conrad x reader #conrad fisher x reader #tsitp conrad #jeremiah fisher x y/n #jeremiah fisher x reader #jeremiah x reader #jeremiah fisher imagine #tsitp jeremiah #tsitp x reader #tsitp x you #team conrad #team jeremiah

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Baki Shorts:

How Deep Is Your Love

Merman Jun Guevara x mermaid reader with a side of Katsumi.

Katsumi is kinda a butt in this so I am sorry Katsumi fans

“I’m not a merman, (your name). I don’t know why you keep giving me so many shells.” Katsumi rolled his eyes as he handed them back to her without a second glance. She worked so hard to find those blue crayfish shells… blue was such a hard color to find but Katsumi said it was his favorite. “I don’t like them.”

(Your name) was rejected yet again by Katsumi. The tiger wanted nothing to do with her despite her finding him an even bigger, bluer shell. Maybe she needed to get a bigger one?

(Your name) had seen a big conch right in the estuaries between the ocean and the river. It was almost a foot and a half long! Perhaps he’d accept her then if she presented that one to him? It might be a little dangerous for her to fetch it, but it would be worth it if Katsumi finally accepted her as a mate.

“I’m sorry… Please. Meet me by the river tomorrow, I swear it’s the last time.” (Your name) told Katsumi as she held her hands close to her body. “Please.”

Katsumi sighed as he ran a clawed hand through his dark hair. He was annoyed with the mermaid’s persistence in bothering him. He didn’t understand why she kept bringing him so many shells. It’s not like he could do anything with them.

“Fine. When I’m done hunting I’ll meet you there.” Katsumi sighed. She was probably going to give him another stupid shell. He didn’t understand why she was so insistent on gifting him such things. “I probably won’t be able to tomorrow. But I’ll come if I have time.”

(Your name) smiled brightly at the tiger. She clapped her hands together in glee. The violet fins on her head flapping as the pearl strands adorning her hair and body shook as she bounced on her feet.

“I won’t let you down.” She smiled before getting back into the river. Her legs transforming into that of a colorful betta fish.

Katsumi sighed as he went back to training. Ever since that mermaid came here, she never let him be… he didn’t understand why she always gave him so much attention. Why she brought him so many blue shells after he told her his favorite color was blue. Why she would bring him all kinds of fish to eat when she barely ate herself. Katsumi didn’t understand the mermaid at all.

Katsumi thought she was strange but he didn’t dislike her. (Your name) was always his companion and he didn’t want it to change.

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(Your name) sat on a large rock in the center of the river. She nervously ran her fingers through her hair as she waited for Katsumi. Her eyes darting to the forest once and awhile to see if she spotted him yet.

She had been waiting for him since dawn but the sun was starting to set. Her bag of shells and other shiny things were tightly secured to her body in her little satchel she found on the bank a few years ago. But the star of the show was out of the bag.

The conch she traveled into salt water to get was held tightly in her left hand as she continued to wait for him. She almost died getting it, but it would be worth it if Katsumi finally accepted her.

“He said he’d be here…” (your name) whispered to herself as she clutched the giant shell to her. She still had hope that he’d show up. She was sure it would be different this time. That Katsumi wouldn’t stand her up again. (Your name) had gotten him the shell! The one she’d ask him to be her lifelong mate with! The one she traveled dangerously for to proved her devotion to him!

The rusting of bushes brought her out of her musings. Her face perking up immediately. She knew he’d come!

“Katsumi-“ a squeal left her throat when a thick net was thrown on her, her hands clutching her conch as she shook in fear. A group of humans stepping out of the forest with bright smiles.

“We finally caught one! A mermaid!” One of the humans shouted as they high fived each other. “Hopefully we can finally pair him and he’ll stop behind so aggressive.”

(Your name) could only shake in fear as the humans hauled her across the river and onto the rocky bank. Their strength easily put matching hers as they picked her up and put her into a large box full of water attached to a carriage.

“It’s okay! We’re not going to hurt you.” They shushed her as she cried. (Your name) didn’t know what was going on. She was so scared and confused.

(Your name) hissed when one of her scales were knocked off when her tail hit the side of the box, one of the humans apologizing to her. The quickly removed the net and cast it off to the side once she was in the box. (Your name) quickly swimming into a corner as she clutched her tail to her chest. Her hands gripping the conch like a lifeline.

“Sorry! It’ll be okay, we’re going to go relocate you so you can be with your own kind.” One of the humans babbled as they locked (your name) up in the box. “Won’t that be nice?”

(Your name) looked one more time back into the forest with a saddened expression. Had Katsumi told humans of her existence? Did he… did he want her gone and that’s why he agreed to meet her at the river?

(Your name)’s heart clenched at the thought of the betrayal. She didn’t think Katsumi would sell her to humans like this… he didn’t have any interest in money.

Maybe he would save her? Yes! Katsumi would save her.

(Your name) tried to reassure herself as the carriage began to move. She still had hope that Katsumi would come, even though he probably would never return even an ounce of the affection she held for him.

What a sad little mermaid.

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When the carriage finally stopped, it startled (your name) awake. The mermaid quickly swimming back into a corner as she clutched the conch to her chest.

Why were there so many fish in giant tanks? What was that?!

(Your name)’s head snapped to see a big shadow that swam across the giant tank. He’s body shivering when she felt eyes on her.

“Oh! He saw you!” One of the humans cheered as the slid her glass box over to the giant aquarium. The side door of the glass box was now connected to a little door to the aquarium. “He never usually comes out like this… this is so amazing.”

(Your name) flinched when the door to her box opened as well as the one to the giant aquarium. Her body shaking as she glanced into the aquarium that was full of colorful fish and numerous rocks and plants. What did these humans want her to do?

(Your name) squealed when the humans began to hit the side of the box, the mermaid rushing out of it and into the aquarium in fear. The door locking behind her as the humans cheered.

“There we go! That wasn’t so bad right?” One of the humans asked as they smiled at her. (Your name)’s head darted around the aquarium in fear when she saw that shadow again.

(Your name) quickly propelled herself over to a cave that was concealed with Java ferns and hornworts. Her heart nearly leaping out of her chest when she heard something big swim by.

And that’s when she saw him, a bull shark merman. A scream ripping out of her throat when she came face to face with the large merman, his hand quickly covering her mouth.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.” He shushed her as she trembled and cried. His brown eyes softening at how small she was. “I promise I won’t hurt you. I was taken from my home too. Where did they snatch you up from?”

(Your name) calmed down but she still gripped her conch tightly to her chest, the merman peeling up at the sight of it.

“Where did you get a shell like that?! Aren’t you a freshie?” The merman asked as he excitedly looked at the conch. “It’s dangerous for a fresh water like you to go in the salt like that, I can’t believe you got a conch!”

(Your name) smiled as she showed him the shell. This was the first time anyone has ever been excited to see the shells she gathered.

The merman noticed the change in (your name) demeanor once he talked about her shell. This little mermaid didn’t seem used to seeing another of her species… so that must mean she’s unmated. Which was perfect. He has wanted a mate for years!

(Your name) shyly opened her satchel and showed him all of her shells, his eyes widening in shock. Mermaids didn’t usually collect so many shells like these unless they were trying to impress a mate so that must mean… she was constantly rejected. But how could someone reject her! She had to be the prettiest mermaid he’s ever seen in fresh and salt water! And she was so sweet too!

“You really gathered all of these?” The merman asked softly as (your name) shyly nodded. His heart clenching at how sad she looked. “Were they for the same person?”

(Your name) smiled sadly at his question. The merman quickly changing subjects.

“My name is Jun. Jun Guevara.” Jun introduced himself to her with a toothy smile. His sharp teeth glistening under the artificial light. “I’m your tank mate. What’s your name, anjo (angel)?”

“(Your name).” The mermaid introduced herself as Jun smile brightly.

“What a pretty name.” Jun smiled at her as he glanced around. Maybe if he got her a shell, she’d feel better? “Hold on for a second, okay?”

Jun then swam away, leaving (your name) to curl up in the cave. She still didn’t quite know what was going on, but Jun seemed nice. She’s never seen another mermaid before and especially not a merman. This was all so new to her…

(Your name) glanced at her conch with a smile. She was so happy someone thought it was pretty… it warmed her heart that someone thought her shells were pretty.

(Your name) looked up to see Jun holding up clam shells to her. Her (eye color) eyes widening at being offered such a pretty gift.

“Here. They’re not as pretty as your conch, but I wanted to welcome you.” (Your name) went over to her bag and began to rummage through it. She then presents him some blue crayfish shells. Jun gasps at how vividly blue they are. He’s never seen such a pretty shade of blue before… these were rare!

“Oh wow! These are so pretty, where did you find these? Blue is such a rare color.” Jun whispered only to be surprised by (your name) showing him that most of the shells in her collection were blue. She must have searched tirelessly for all of those… blue was such a rare color to find and she had so many of them…

Jun was jealous of the person she tried to impress. He would have died if someone presented him such a rare color like this.

“You can have them all.” (Your name) told Jun as she handed him the bag. “These were all rejected anyways, I just couldn’t bring myself to get rid of them…”

“I won’t ever reject your shells!” Jun said as he happily accepted the beautiful shells. “I’ll bring you so many shells too! So that you always smile, anjo!”

(Your name) laughed at Jun’s declaration. She’s never had someone want her shells before, it was kind of nice…

“Okay. I look forward to them.” (Your name) smiled at the bull shark merman. Jun was so sweet… she wished Katsumi was sweet to her like this…

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A week and a half had gone by and Katsumi felt strange. Where was (your name)? Why wasn’t she here? She was always by his side with her babbling but it’s been too quiet lately and he didn’t like it.

At first it was nice not having her beside him but now… it was strange.

(Your name) wasn’t there to eat fish with him or hand him a silly little shell she found… she wasn’t there by his side and he hated it. He hated it more than her being there. Katsumi couldn’t stand the silence without her being beside him.

Katsumi glanced around the forest as he looked around for the mermaid. She was always close by but she’s never been away from him for this long… he was starting to get worried about her.

“(Your name)?” Katsumi shouted, his tail flicking as he searched for her. She couldn’t still be at the river waiting for him right? (Your name) wasn’t that in love with him right?

Katsumi shifted into his tiger form as he began to try to sniff her out. His eyes widening in horror. Why did he faintly smells humans?!

Katsumi went running into the direction of the river, a roar escaping his throat when he saw the net on the side of it. He quickly shifted back as he held the net in his hand. Did they take her? Did they hurt her?

Katsumi shook when he saw one of her scales attached to the net. His clawed hands snatching it up as he brought it up to his face. (Your name) had been captured…

Katsumi roared loudly as he began to folllow the carriage tracks. His black eyes a bright gold as he began to track her down. He hoped she was okay… god forbid anyone hurt her.

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Over the course of a month, (your name) and Jun became closer.

Everyday he brought her shells. Pretty shells she’s never even seen before. Jun said they were from the ocean. Since Jun was a bull shark, he could go between salt and fresh water prior to being put into the aquarium.

Jun said he used to collect all kinds of shells before he was put in here, he also used to have a bag to put shells in and other trinkets. He just didn’t have any use for them anymore since he was captured. So he scattered them across the tank for entertainment. Jun said it was like a scavenger hunt and it kept him from going insane with loneliness.

Jun was put into captivity when his had gotten attacked by pirates. They were going to eat Jun if Jun wasn’t strong enough to fight them off.

But the damage was done to Jun’s fins. He couldn’t attract a mate in the wild anymore since they were so damaged.

Jun said he was lucky to be alive thanks to the humans who put him here. They were trying to restore mermaid populations since mermaids were nearing extinction due to humans hunting them for their flesh.

“I’ve been in captivity for two years.” Jun told (your name) as he ran his fingers through her hair. “Then they got wind of a mermaid spotted all alone in a river that would sit on rocks all alone by some locals in the forest. So they went to fetch you.”

Jun adjusted the necklace he made out of all the blue shells (your name) gave him. The shells clinking together a bit when he did so. He was so proud of her gift. Of her love. Jun couldn’t wait until it was all his.

“Oh but I wasn’t alone.” (Your name) smiled. “I had Katsumi.”

Jun’s face soured when (your name) brought up that stupid tiger. He didn’t understand why she held the tiger in such high regard when he rejected her all the time and never was grateful for anything she did for him. Jun was a better fit for her! They were also both mermaids so they could be mates.

They were meant to be. Jun accepted her shells and she’s accepted his. They were practically mates already. Jun knew he was moving fast but he’s been alone for so many years and (your name) was so perfect. All she had to do was give him that conch and he would ensure they had lots of young. As many as he could physically give her.

“But now you have me, anjo.” Jun beamed as he brushed his stubble on his chin across (your name)‘s shoulder to get her attention back on him.

(Your name) giggled as she smiled at Jun. “You’ve been so wonderful to me. This is the first time in two years I’ve had someone actually enjoy my company.”

Jun frowned before pulling her closer to him. “Well I really enjoy your company. I could never get bored of you.”

Jun’s eyes sparkled as he kissed her shoulder. (Your name) jumping a bit at the sensation.

“What was that?” (Your name) asked in surprise as Jun smiled brightly at her.

“I just wanted to give your shoulder a kiss is all.” Jun then place a kiss on the side of her neck beside her gills. “And here.”

“Jun…” (your name) whispered as Jun smiled at her. “Don’t tease me like that.”

“Who said I’m teasing you-“ Jun’s eyes widened when he saw a giant tiger running rampant in the aquarium room. The humans scattering out of his way. The bull shark merman standing defensively in front of (your name) as the tiger stared into their tank. “Stay behind me, (your name)-“

Jun quickly swam after (your name) when she swam towards the tiger. The merman grabbing her as she smiled brightly.

“Katsumi!” (Your name) shouted when the tiger transformed into a man again. Katsumi quickly looking on how to open the tank.

“(Your name)!” Katsumi shouted as he started looking for a way to let her out. “I’m so glad you’re okay. It took me awhile to figure out how to get in here but we can go home now.”

Katsumi flinched when Jun suddenly slammed into the tank. His ears drawn back as he glared at the large merman in with the mermaid.

Jun glared at Katsumi as he sat himself between (your name) and him. “Why are you here? Don’t you know mermaids are going extinct?”

Katsumi froze as he glanced at the signs. (Your name) was brought to a conservatory… which meant they were trying to get her to mate with this merman here? Oh god.

“(Your name), I’ll get you out!” Katsumi found the latch and he went to open it but the humans began to shout.

“Stop! You’ll kill them!” One of the humans shouted. “Please. There’s only five hundred mermaids left in the world-“

“Did you think this is what she wants?!” Katsumi hissed. “(Your name) and I have always been together and I’m taking her home. She has to come home…”

(Your name) put her hands up to the glass as Katsumi put his hands on top of hers. Being without her for this week and a half was unbearable. He didn’t want a life without her in it. He never wanted to be without her by his side again.

“You can’t have her.” Jun spat angrily as he smacked his hands on the glass. “You don’t appreciate anything she does for you!”

Katsumi froze when he saw a necklace Jin wore around his neck that was made out of blue shells. All the shells he had refused over the last two years.

“(Your name)? Why does he have all your shells?” Katsumi asked softly as his brow furrowed. Katsumi didn’t understand the significance of the shells. How important they were to mermaids.

“Mermaids give shells to the one they want to mate with.” Jun replied with a smug smirk. “And we’ve been exchanging shells together in the tank. So she’s my mate now.”

Katsumi’s eyes widened in realization. The reason why (your name) had been giving him blue shells all the time and fish was because she wanted to mate with him… she wanted to be with him? And he had rejected her for two years… he felt awful.

Katsumi felt tears fall down his face in realization. The tiger pressing his forehead against the glass.

“I didn’t know… I’m so sorry (your name).” Katsumi cried as he sniffled a bit. “I had no idea you felt this way.”

(Your name) swam away to the little cave to grab the conch but Jun stopped her. The bull shark putting himself between her and the cave.

“Anjo, please don’t go.” Jun tightly held her hands. “Please don’t leave me. Please.”

(Your name) turned back to glance at Katsumi who was clicking his claws against the glass like a cat does to a fish tank. She then looked at Jun before smiling at Jun.

Jun was nicer to her and he was the same species as her. He had proven to her that he would be a more suitable mate for her so the choice was obvious… it was Jun.

(Your name) handed Jun the conch and he began to tear up.

“You’re not leaving?” Jun asked her as he clutched the conch to his chest. “You’re going to stay here with me?”

(Your name) nodded with a smile. Jun hasn’t rejected her once and he’s given her so many shells… he was perfect.

Katsumi began banging on the glass, trying to get (your name)’s attention. His eyes wide in horror.

“(Your name)! Let’s go home! Please. Please don’t stay here!” Katsumi was now banging his fists on the glass. “Look at me? Look at me!”

Katsumi was now frantic when (your name) didn’t look at him. Her eyes now on the bull shark in front of her. Her own species.

“I’ll accept every shell you give me from now on and I’ll catch you fish too.” Katsumi began to try bargaining with (your name) as he continued to bang against the glass. “You can tell me stories! You can sing! I’m sorry. Please don’t stay here, please come home.”

“I’m sorry, Katsumi.” (Your name) told him with a frown. “You’re not a merman.”

Katsumi could only watch as (your name) and Jun headed into the cave together. The merman giving Katsumi a devious smirk.

Katsumi could only sink to his knees in realization that (your name) was never going to return to the forest with him. That all his years rejecting her lead her into the arms of a merman…

#baki hanma #baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #baki x reader #baki the grappler x reader #yandere baki #yandere #yandere imagine #yandere fic #female reader #Baki #baki dou #grappler baki #baki katsumi orochi #jun guevara baki #jun guevara #baki jun guevaru #baki jun guevara #jun guevaru #mermaid #merman #yandere mermaid #yandere merman #Baki AU #baki fanfic #baki fanfiction

[daniwolf9005]

Sorry this came so late- but Merry Christmas @part-time-pixie !! I was your secret Santa for the @mlsecretsanta 2023 event! This piece went through a lot of complications because I was so unsure about a lot of things! Let me run down the process!

I knew it had to be your AU since that’s a lot more personal and I myself am a big fan of personalized stuff! So I actually never knew anything about Winx before this so I researched- about 6 episodes for context of the fairy and specialist relations- so that’s one reason why the startup was slow but then!! I needed to figure out a setting- originally I was going with Magix City- but the color palette was more green and I wanted a more warm palette- but for the life of me I couldn’t find a place that screamed romance- eventually I gave in and just looked up “date in Winx” or something like that- and boom!! This place showed up- so heavy inspiration of the setting from this screen shot (lots of details were forgotten waaah-)

And then it was little things- from my research I realized they only transformed when battling so I needed a casual outfit (note for some reason I forgot to apply this logic to Luka’s fit I’m sorry 😭) for Adrien that wasn’t his powered up form for a casual setting- I ended up just asking- and I hope that didn’t clue you in but nonetheless I hope it was still somewhat a surprise! I’m so glad I did though because at that point I could finally finish the sketch- which was around the end of December so I was stuck on that for a while 😭

I finished the line art and coloring in a rush and man you can tell ;v; I went through a lot in coloring stage- I tried finishing this piece during a family outing and my markers (about 80+) fell out of their holders and went everywhere- also learned coloring over my white pen did not in fact keep it solid and the white began to get washed away from the marker on top, revealing the line art I messed up on beneath- one of the things that made me glad I was late is when you made this piece and I realized his gem clasp was teal- I was gonna make it yellow since that was the last red fountain specialist color not used and I assumed he’d just take it lmao! Though in short I went through all the stages of grief when doing the coloring ;v;

All to say though I hope despite all the flaws you still like it! I was really happy with this around the line art stage and even now- I’m just harsh on my own work but this is actually the biggest piece in my art book (I’ve been working on this book since Summer 2022!) so I suppose that is to say I’m glad I was able to try something new with this one!

(Also small note but I realized the quality turned out really fuzzy on here- if you want @part-time-pixie I can send a zip file to you in dms?)

#ml secret santa #mlsecretsanta #mlsecretsanta2023 #ml secret santa 2023 #part-time-pixie #ml winx au #miraculous winx au #miraculous luka #specialist luka #specialist!luka #miraculous adrien #fairy Adrien #fairy!adrien #lukadrien #miraculous lukadrien #screenshot redraw #sort of?? I just stared at it- no tracing #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #miraculous ladybug #miraculous fanart #miraculous lb #traditional art #fanart #fan art

[rosainta]

Day 2 of Rosain Quivan’s Daily Logs

Started December 7, 2023 at 10:00PM, Home

Finished December 8, 2023 at 10:42PM, Home

Log #2

Author's Notes:

I started this yesterday from a sudden shower inspiration thought. Who would’ve known that the most bizarre of ideas could be generated while cleansing yourself?

Anyway, this idea is just pure dialogue between Sniper and Scout from Team Fortress 2. No romance implied, but you could interpret it that way. I'll be completely honest with you- I'm very adamant when it comes to accurately representing their relationship, whether it be in a canon-compliant friendship / coworker way or in a romantic setting (specifically the latter, since I have to admit that I am an intense Speeding Bullet fan, though of course I love any other old depiction of the two, as well as other ships as long as they are respectfully expressed). Though this adamant demeanor towards accuracy helps me find out what I like to see in works including these two goofballs, I'm not entirely sure if I can transform those standards into my own writing... since I've never tried it yet! So, take this as another practice round, this time more centred on character depiction and dialogue (that, hopefully, doesn't sound like a cringey 15-year-old's WattPad fanfiction...)

Warning: a few colourful words here and there.

If you want a part 2 for this, let me know down below! I'll be happy to write anything, though. And also, if you have any feedback, please let me know! I strongly appreciate it :-)

Title: Intention. Fandom: Team Fortress 2 Third-person objective New Mexico, Badlands, Badwater Basin, (fixed the order; that was bugging me last time), RED Sniper's Campervan Around 3:15AM, sometime during the Gravel War

“Snipes... Snipes, you awake?”

A long pause. Then, the sound of dog chains jingling. A bed creaks violently.

“Sniper, get up, you gotta help me here!”

A low grunt, a shift in the covers.

“Ngh… can’t this wait? It's..."

A shift in the sheets, someone leaning to squint towards a clock.

"Crikey, half past three?! What in God's name do you think you're doing?"

"Trying to wake your sleepy ass up, stupid!"

A loud groan. Possibly the sound someone rubbing their temples together.

"Did you know that the average human being needs shut-eye to survive? Ain't that wild? Or perhaps you didn't come along to learnin' that at kindie yet?"

"Oh, just... just shut up and help me out, will ya? Look, I'm sorry it's so late, but this is really, really urgent, okay? And this concerns more than just the both of us, but you were the closest person I could find, so I need you here. I promise, I'll be outta your hair after all this."

A sigh.

"... if this is an emergency with the sheila again, go ask Spy. I'm sure he'll be 'appy to see your squirmy little arse again."

"Hah! Yeah, as if. He's probably out screwin' the Eiffel tower or somethin'; wouldn't wanna see, much less hear that, though I can only imagine the snorting sound he'll make when he- argh, anyway, that's besides the point! Point is, it's not about Miss P, it's about..."

A pause.

"...it's about what? Who?"

"Well, it's about Engie..."

Another pause.

"...and? Come on, Scout, get to the point, or I'm going back to sleep."

"Okay, okay! Well, I don't exactly know how to put this, but I think- or at least I have a feelin'- that he might, maybe, possibly, be workin' ... for BLU."

The bed creaks again.

"What, you think we got an enemy Spy in the base?"

"No, it's not that. He passed the security check earlier, because I was on rounds for that today. I think that our Engie, like the real one, well, I think he's double-crossin' us or somethin'."

"And why do ya' think?"

"Well, this afternoon, near the intel room, I was sorting my comics out when I saw him doin' this thing, where he would be all suspicious lookin' and shifty-eyed, then he'd pull out one of those 'computah' things, or whatever they're called, and start typin' really fast, like he was in a rush or something. Then, whenever someone passed him, he'd shut the screen down really quickly like this-"

A clap.

"- and would look at the person with a goofy little grin, as if he wasn't just sendin' some, I don't know, ransom photos of someone's wife a few seconds ago. He even had the audacity to wave to Pyro when it walked by, and I think even it found it a bit weird 'cuz it made this strange garbly noise I've never heard it make before. But anyway, he'd open it again and do the same thing over and over again until it was lights out. It was so suspicious. I didn't say anything then, 'cuz, you know, I didn't want him to know I was staring at him like a creep or somethin-"

"Which you are."

"Whatever, now, get this-"

A dramatic pause. Two hands are slapped on someone's shoulders.

"I go back to my room, and you know how his is right next to mine?Well, I wait outside the door, and I'm about to say 'good night' or something like that and maybe sneak in a question about his secret porn addiction, but... he doesn't go to his room. No, he turns the corner, goes out... and starts headin' in the direction of BLU's base."

Silence for a moment.

"You sure he wasn't just, you know, heading out for a hookup or somethin'? I hear a lot of people south-east go troppo for one-night-stands."

A slight shaking movement from the hands to someone's shoulders, dog chains jingling.

"Argh, Snipes, freakin' please?! I'm bein' serious here. He doesn't usually do that, I'd know because every night he plays those cheesy old cowboy country songs on his radio and goes to sleep, which keeps me up all night because I can hear it through the freakin' wall. And don't you think it's a bit strange how he was reacting when he was on the 'puter? No one would do that, even if it's for a hot night out."

A hand grips one of the latter's on someone's shoulder, as if to push it off.

"Well, maybe for bogans like you, who don't have the slightest bit of public decency when it comes to flirtin' with any skirt you see. And what right do you have stickin' your nose in his business? He could have as well been headin' back to Teufort to buy some quick supplies for his sentries, or hell, maybe even just going to see The Admin."

"Well, actually..."

The hands slide off the shoulders.

"I may have trailed him a bit. You know, just outta curiosity."

"You- you followed him? In the middle of the night?"

"Look, man, I had to do what I had to do to make sure that I wasn't going to have my head end up in someone's refrigerator the next day."

"But you do realize that you were being just as suspicious, more so really, as he was by trailing him?"

"Well, yeah, but- okay, look, that don't matter now, alright? What matters now, is that I found out where he was going. And it was the BLU base, I saw him sneaking in without gettin' shot by a sentry or a look-out, but I couldn't stay for long since they woulda caught me instead. But luckily, his little visit wasn't without a little proof. Check what I found-"

Knuckles slide against firm wood as someone picks up a small metallic object from a nearby dresser, holding it in front of them.

"This."

Someone snatches the object, clicks on a lamp, and observes it intently. A sleepy yawn.

"What is it?"

"I think it's called a U.S. Bee, or something? I don't remember what he called it, but he told me it's like a little key you put inside the compooter and it stores, like, info and crap. I don't know, something nerdy that only he and Medic would understand."

"Hm.... An' how do you know it's his?"

An impatient whine.

"I don't know why you're being so skeptic and shit about this, Snipes, I literally told you the story and brought a goddamn piece of useful evidence! Do you still not trust me? What more do you want from me here? A picture of his ass in blue?! Wait a sec- hold on- are you freakin' workin' with him?!"

A quiet sigh, someone shaking their head.

"Alright, mate, I'm sorry, okay? Veg out, now. No, I'm not workin' with 'im, and I do trust you, I really do. It's just that... I find it hard to believe that Engineer of all people, a man with whom we've been working with for 4 years now, would all of a sudden head up and go against his entire team like that, especially in such a dangerous manner when he knows that someone else could be, you know, spyin' on him."

"I wasn't spyin' on him, I was just-"

"You said yourself it don't matter, so it don't. What I'm saying here is that we don't know his intentions here. For all we know, he could be using his little device of his to gather intel on the other team, or he could be, I don't know, doing a secret contract or something. I just feel that it's unfair that we rush to conclusions like that, especially for one of our coworkers who may really be doing us a service, mate."

Quiet for a bit.

"You alright there?"

"No, I- I get it... I just, I just really feel like I found out something critical, you know? Like, it's not everyday you see one of the team be so secretive like that, well, except I guess Spy."

"Well, we all have our own secrets, don't we?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Quiet. A few gentle pats on the back.

"But... wouldn't it be a good idea to try and find out what that thing, like, has? I mean, you know, just to prove that Engie really didn't have any bad intentions?"

"Yes, but that would be quite a breach, no? He'll most likely be looking for it in the mornin' and if he finds out you were givin' his equipment an unauthorised burl, well, say g'day to your dispenser privileges for the month."

"Well, what if I did it now, while he's still away?"

A pause.

"That's risky."

"I'll be fine."

"Alright, you do you. But how would you know where to start? And if you did get it to work, understanding what you're seeing is another question entirely."

"Hmm..."

Someone rubs their finger over their chin, pondering.

"Oh, I know! Medic, he'll know. Those two dweebs spend so much time doin' those experiments together, I don't doubt he'll know what the heck to do with this. Plus, man probably never sleeps, so it's basically 24/7 with him."

"Okay. Well, chookas with that, mate. I'm heading back to nap. G'night now."

The sheets shift for a moment, before an arm reaches out to stop them.

"Ah, um- thanks, pally. For listenin' and all. I know you don't really believe me or anythin' but, uh, I'm glad you didn't doze off halfway through."

"No worries."

"Yeah."

A pause.

"So, ehm, I'm gonna do that now."

"Oh, yeah, right, I'll head out now. Night, Snipes."

"G'night."

The light clicks out, and a figure scurries away into the night. Then, a sudden shift.

"Wait a minute, how did you get inside?"

Credits: Team Fortress 2 by Valve Image source: Team Fortress 2 Written by Rosain Quivan Cross posted on Amino ( Rosain Quivan )

#tf2 sniper #tf2 scout #scout #sniper #sniperscout #sniper and scout are friends here but you can interpret it as whatever you wish #tf2 #team fortress 2 #writing #writing practice #rosain quivan's daily logs #tf2 engineer #tf2 engineer mentioned #red scout #red sniper #red engineer #tf2 pyro

[milkywaygg]

The Cosmas REWRITE (Chapter 1)

Disclaimer: The FOP, its content, and most of it's characters belong to Butch Hartman. I do not claim ownership of the show or intend to use it for monetary purposes. The is purely fan work.

“GET OUT OF HERE YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! AND DON’T YOU DARE LET ME CATCH YOUR STUPID, PATHETIC ASS BACK IN THIS HOUSEHOLD!’

Nora Cosma’s mother’s words echoed in her head as she rushed down the blizzarding, December streets as the wind rushed harshly down her cheeks. Trying to keep the tears from spilling, Nora reached out of her letterman jacket’s pocket and grabber her phone out, frantically texting her boyfriend as she sought temporary shelter.

Arthur, are you awake??? Having an emergency right now.

Hoping to receive an answer within a few moments, Nora felt floating until she left her neighborhood and crossed the street onto a city center, where several café’s illuminated the streets. Though most of the shops were either closed or beginning to close down, Nora was thankful that the one closest to her block, After-Stars, stayed open until 3 AM most nights. Walking inside, she took a seat in a booth with velvet, purple seats, longing for food as this was the 3rd night in a row she was deprived dinner, before settling for a cup of black coffee, unable to eat.

She took out her phone once more in hopes to get a response, but was disappointed to find nothing other than a text from her mother, sending her a picture of the last family photo they had taken before her father, Warner, had passed in a magic accident that Nora was somewhat involved in. Ever since then, her mother, Mary, had somehow transformed from the person Nora wanted to be like most, into an empty shell of a woman, so pathetic that she was almost solely dependent on beer bottles to even get out of bed in the morning.

 Most days, Mary wasn’t so intolerable. She’d often hide herself in her room while Nora was at school, and would sometimes cry as he looked through Warner’s things and photos. Some nights however, much like tonight, it seemed as if all the alcohol rushed through her body as she lost control, screaming and cursing as Nora had to dodge her attacks, only succeeding sometimes.

Fifteen minutes flew by as she sipped on her black coffee, not even a typing bubble from Arthur on Nora’s message. Sighing, she dialed his number and held it up to her ear, barely getting by 3 rings before the automated voice told her to try again later. In a failed attempt to keep all her emotions bottled up, she couldn’t help but let out a small whimper as small tears fell on her face.

“Excuse me? Nora?”, a soft, male voice asked, making Nora jump slightly. She quickly wiped her face and looked up to see a green-haired boy holding a few Child Development and Psychology textbooks stand near her table, his matching eyes looking down at her with a sorrowful expression. He also wore thin, square-lensed glasses, and the green sweater and tight black jean-pants outfit helped Nora identify Linnie Clearwater, one of her classmates in Advanced Literature. He smiled gently as he held a comforting hand out, only drawing back as he saw Nora’s shoulders square up and her body push itself somewhat backwards.

“Um…I-I just couldn’t help but notice you here by yourself. I-Do you mind if I sat with you? O-Of course if not, that’s fine I mean. I’m sorry, Nora. I know I shouldn’t be disturbing you like this.”, Linnie stuttered softly as he twiddled his fingers nervously, “I-I just…I’m sorry dear. I just wanted to see if you were ok.”

“I-I don’t give a damn.”, Nora sniffed, after one last call to her boyfriend failed once more, this time barely past the second ring. “Not like anyone does these days.”

“Well…do you want to talk about it? Maybe I can help..”

“Help? There’s not jack shit you could do for me!’, Nora snapped, earning a squeak from Linnie. Seeing his cower back a bit however, Nora sighed slightly, “Look, I’m…well I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but you’re not who I was hoping for tonight. Quite frankly, I’m surprised you’re even here at all. I mean, this doesn’t seem like your kind of place.”

“Well, I don’t come often.”, Linnie smiled slightly, “I didn’t get any babysitting calls tonight sadly, so I’m only here to catch up on some homework and have some coffee as a treat haha. I’ve had a bit of a rough day myself.”

“What happened to you?”

“The little girl I mentor in my child development class accidentally shrunk me with Mr. Langston’s wand. You know how he’s always losing things. A-and right before he turned me back, I got cornered by the big roach.”

“And you’re still taking that class? I would’ve beat that child’s ass and gotten kicked out.”

“O-Oh goodness no! Why would you say something like that?”, Linnie squirmed, frowning deeply at Nora. Nora shrugged.

“I mean if I was acting a fool, that’s what my folks did to me, and I turned out fine.”

“Well I personally don’t see what that solves. That just makes the poor dear afraid of you.”

“Well if I recall, I don’t remember asking you.”, Nora snapped, taking another sip of her drink, “Listen Linnie, I know you’re just looking out for other people but I really would rather be alone right now.”

“Well..alright then, but can I ask what’s wrong first.”

“It’s not really any of your business is it?”

“Of course not, but I-I don’t know. I’m sorry. It just seemed like you needed some help.”, Linnie shuffled through his lime binder and grabbed out a pencil and sticky note, making Nora raise an eyebrow. Didn’t I tell this bitch I wanted to be alone? So why the fuck is he trying to study here right now? Upon future inspection however, Nora saw Linnie write his name and a collection of numbers on the sticky note.

“Here, for whenever you’d like to talk. I-I’m so sorry to have disturbed you tonight, but I just want you to know that I’m here if you need anything.”

“Yeah yeah..”, Nora mumbled as she took the note while Linnie got up from his seat, collecting his textbooks. After Linnie had waved goodbye to Nora for the evening, she saw a small, blue glow in the corner of her eye; Arthur’s name finally appearing at the top of her phone screen.

Sorry Nora. Was asleep. U ok?

I wouldn’t have been trying to blow up ur damn phone if I was

Woah, someone’s in the mood tonight. Where are u? Are u home?

I’ll explain in the morning. Right now, I just need a place to crash.

Right now.

No, in like 10,000 fucking years, Sherlock. Yes, now. Would your folks mind if I spent the night?

Well, they’re asleep right now so I dunno if they’ll know you’re here, but they are pretty light sleepers. Wouldn’t want to disturb them.

Trust me, I’ll be quiet. It’ll be fine. I’ll just leave extra early for school in the morning or some shit.

Once again, Nora felt the lingering delay of Arthur’s text, except the response bubble would occasionally pop up. Nora felt her heart race every time she saw it, but disappeared after two minutes. Finally, tired of the waiting game, she sent another message.

Please Arthur? I don’t have anywhere to go tonight and I’m struggling, bad. I wouldn’t be asking this of you if it wasn’t important.

You know what, sure. How long until you get here?

Prob about 15 minutes. Damn, I wish I would have paid more attention in teleportation. Wouldn’t been useful right about now.

Hehe well..gives me a chance to straighten up. See you in a few then.

Nora tossed back on her leather man jacket and pocketed her phone, making the way towards Arthur’s house past the city center, and into one of the neighboring areas. Though not by much, Arthur’s subdivision was nicer than Nora’s; litter didn’t plague the sidewalks like her street and the houses seemed slightly better kept. Finally, towards the end of the street, Arthur’s double-floored house stood cozily in front of Nora; the navy-blue roof complimenting the matching door and white walls alongside the neatly trimmed yard. Hoping that Arthur was wise enough to unlock the door for her, Nora jiggled the brass doorknob before entering the house, closing it gently behind them as the darkness engulfed her. She slowly made her way up the stairs, drowning Arthur’s parents’ snoring as she found his room, barely able to see.

At long last, Nora felt her eyes get heavier and heavier as a bed was closer in the reach. Finally allowing her eyes to shut, she threw off her letterman jacket and blue jeans off to the side; throwing them onto a pair of pink, women’s underwear with the name, Willow, written on the back.

#fairly oddparents #cosma family #fanfic #alternate universe #butch hartman

[thatbanditqueen]

Hello Norah,

I wanted to say that I came across your story "The only sure thing" a couple of months ago and I have to say it is absolutely wonderful.

The work that has been done behind the scenes to make the story as authentic as it seems when reading it is palpable. From the wonderful descriptions of the LA house, to Midge's boarding school and bungalow, everything seems real.

Midge is an incredible character, she feels authentic and real. She's headstrong and stubborn and kind. I love that you made her someone that has known E since his pre-fame days. Someone that can notice every little change in his personality and someone that can put his feet back on the ground ( as much as anybody could have done that in the early 60s with that man)

Your portrayal of E is spot on (even his speech patterns are perfect). E when he came back from the Army was an entirely new creature and you tackle his personality in a fantastic way. I can see his turmoil, his possessiveness, his solitude, the persona that he created for those around him and the insecure boy that still remained.

One of the moments that remained in my head is when he feels betrayed after Midge starts her job and "ruins" the big plans that he had come up with. When she came back, my heart was in my throat (does this phrase exist in English? Sorry if not, in Argentina it means that you are nervous and you know something bad is gonna happen). I knew he was going to do something stupid and boy did he do it. Him having the mattress and the bed burned seemed so E, I could picture it so easily.

The past episodes in Hawaii were incredible (the last one is definitely in my top 3). Midge going back and forth with her ideals, her desire to be free and her inability to be away from E. This has been a recurring theme in the story and I love it. I can easily sympathise with Midge and that makes the story so compelling.

I cannot wait to see what you have in store for us, you have a most delighted reader in me.

I'm sorry I couldn't write before but I tend to need quite some time to get my ideas in order for these messages.

All the best, Cami.

PD: It has been wonderful to see your development as a writer throughout the story, you should be so proud of yourself. You are fantastic.

Oy vey Cami, fuck. This last part is making me tear up a bit, because I sometimes want to go back and change the previous chapters but I kind of like seeing how I have changed as a writer too, if that makes sense?

This is a story that is always going to go back and forth between fluff and angst, I feel that is sort of par for the course with Elvis. I am so grateful you've decided to come along for the ride. Elvis was so impulsive, I could see him doing something to teach her a lesson and make her jealous (I think I exaggerated a bit on the scale but oh well) and then burning the bed and thinking that would make everything ok.

As for Hawaii, well, I got stuck there, it was so fun to research how they made this film and what Honolulu was like, I had to make it two chapters and I am glad I did.

Do you write? How did you get into Elvis, let alone Elvis fan fic? I am always curious to know these things.

Thanks for writing @horror-movieshoes, your words make me all bashful and giddy and I might print this letter and carry it in my bra until it disintegrates.

If you are reading this and wondering what the she is talking about you can get on the rollercoaster here

#elvis presley #elvis fanfiction #the only sure thing #bandit queen asks #elvis x oc #thatbanditqueen #hollywood elvis #1960s elvis

[babstheyaga]

Hey I just wanted to say I’m a big fan of all your books with human transformers and wanted to ask. If the reader in Fmod had kids with one of the possible love interests, would they also have issues like their father or be more like their mother and how many would they have? I’m sorry I have huge baby fever and I’m asking this question to see what you think and how they children would look like, I might even draw some examples for you and tag you in it! With Bumblebee I think he would end up being a great dad same with mirage and Ratchet. I could see Jazz and Cliff’s (I’m still not sure if he is a love interest so my apologies if I’m wrong.) kids being rambunctious, and Reader and Arcee ofc would have to adopt but I could see Arcee being very protective of her children I could see Ironhide being protective as well. With Optimus though I feel like he would be more strict but I could be wrong but he would still love his kids, that’s just some of the ones I theorized but I want to know what you think and how they would react to reader having kids with them. Again thank you for giving me something to look forward too, I haven’t had the best few weeks and these stories help me through my day a lot, with all of my heart thank you! ❤️❤️❤️

SDKFGFMLKJGDFNG Something to look forwards to? sldkjgmdfkgdfnkgjlng ahhhhhhh HHHHHHH- okay get serious now... I'm gonna treat this like a headcannon sorta thing, because I just woke up and am shaking because I forgot to take my meds last night-

Optimus as a dad would be very strict. But he would actually be a really good father! Even though he would raise them to be an Autobot, he would 100% make sure they have a really good childhood. Growing up a Prime would be tough for them, but they would be well taken care of. During pregnancy, he would take a very no-nonsense approach. Absolutely everything we eat and drink would have to go through him, it doesn't matter if it's a small saltine cracker, or a bowl of noodles, it goes through him. He wants our child to be more than healthy, he wants them perfect.

Arcee would be an amazing mother, but she wouldn't willing become one. She would teach them how to ride a motorcycle, like, come on, she'd totally turn them into a bike geek. She doesn't want a child in fear of treating them wrong, but what she doesn't realize is she is actually very good with kids. People who are cautious with children are often a lot softer with them, so she would be very gentle and caring. During pregnancy, we would most likely be the one to have it, she doesn't want to be the one to carry. If it be decided medically between the two of us and we get it professionally done at the hospital, or we just get one of the guys to knock us up and Arcee and us take care of it, she would be extremely over protective.

Jazz would probably be the strangest dad. Teaching them how to prank people, get good comebacks for insults, and let's be honest, he'd want their first word to be, "fuck." He'd be the type to give them a bunch of candy and then lock them in a room with us to, "get the energy out." He's really good with kids, but he doesn't know the first thing about fatherhood. He basically raised his brothers, but say he had a girl, what would he do then? He wouldn't know how to react. Jazz during pregnancy wouldn't be protective, but he would definitely see us as the sexiest person alive. It pretty normal for husbands to be immensely attracted to their wife when she is carrying his baby, but he physically can't keep his hands off of us.

CliffJumper would also be a really good parent. He's already taken on a very caring and gentle handed approach with us, so if he ended up having a child, he would take on a very neutering guide to everything. He would baby proof the entire house hold even in the first month of figuring out we were expecting. He's obsessed with safety. His love language is physical touch, so during pregnancy he would be very touchy-feely but not in a sexual way at all. If anything, he'd probably refuse to have sex with us in fear of harming the kid. Anything and everything to make sure the baby is safe, he'll go through with it.

Even though IronHide is asexual, let's say he does have a child with us. It wouldn't be his, of course, but him as a father figure as a whole would be very, "fuck around and find out." He'd be very understanding of the kid's angry problems in their later teen years, their tantrums in their younger life, and would automatically take the lead through all of it. He wants to be involved in the kid's life as much as possible, with him not having a father growing up, he wants to give the child everything he didn't have. During pregnancy he would be cold, but not distant. He's the type to already have all pregnancy craving foods already stashed away. Oh you want chocolate whipped cream with pineapple gummy bears? He's got you covered. Pickles and icecream? Honey, he'll eat it with you if it'll make you feel better.

Ratchet would probably be the best dad out of the eight. As much as Bee and Arcee would be amazing parents, Ratchet's extremely experienced with anything and everything. He's the most caring for a reason. The song, "Isn't She Lovely" By Stevie Wonder is a really good representation of what Ratchet's fatherhood would look like. He's comforting, and knows how to work around tantrums and crying fits, it's shocking that he wasn't a father before us. During pregnancy he'd know exactly what do to through everything. Absolutely anything you need, he would understand what to do automatically.

I wouldn't outright call Mirage the worst parent out of the bunch, but he's definitely not the best. With him and his anger issues, his approach on dealing with any form of frustration in his kid would only make the situation worse. He would need to go through a lot of mental training to prepare himself for fatherhood, but he would also be rather... Over protective over the kid, to the point we're concerned if it's even protecting anymore. During pregnancy he would be able to tell before we even need to take a test. Being a Detector has it's pros, along with an array of cons, but being able to tell when someone is expecting is one of the pros.

BumbleBee would be the sports dad. He'd want the kid to be totally invested in like boxing, football, dance, whatever the child feels like they want to go into. He's always wanted a kid, someone to properly take care of and be protective over. He knows he would be a good dad too. He's very confident in his ability to be a parent. During pregnancy he would be the caretaker. He would make sure we go to bed at the right hour, no alcohol and especially no stress. He would do his best to make things as easy as possible for us, he's Bee, what do you expect?

#god i love asks #related to fmod #This took me a long while to write #it was a weird day #i probably slept a good 20 hours today #but i feel much better now #long post #sorry

[khuzena]

Alright, so hear me out. What about and royalty au, where the fem!reader is a princess and Sova is just an honorary knight, fulfilling the service of protecting her. But, in the middle of a night, when the princess is sleepless, she invites him to walk around the empty castle. In that, they end up having fun and even dancing together in the big ballroom (maybe to the sound of merry go round of life lol). Could you transform that in a oneshot? Or something like this? Tysm✨

Slow dancing

Honorary knight!sova x princess!reader

Tw: fluff and a teeny-tiny bit of angst

Help, *dies writing this*

It was a fine midnight, the other royals were whispering about their fine china and jewelery in their respective rooms, but the corridors were quiet other than the soft chirping of an owl at the window. You sat on the balcony as you gently held a piping hot cup of Da-hong pao tea, the rarest kind of tea that you asked from your lackeys last week. As you sipped the warm tea, you flinch in your seat, almost spilling some of the liquid on your lavish gown when you turned around and suddenly saw the well-known honorary knight Sova leaning on the balcony.

"Shall I ask why must you be here?" You ask as you both locked gazes, he grunts and replies, "Pardon, I have suddenly intrude your abode without notice, do you want me to leave, m'lady?" His voice was mellow then he was about to take his leave but you stood up and firmly gripped his sleeve, "I-I know I shan't touch you like this in any way but can you keep me company for a while? I am unable to sleep, I'm so sorry to ask you something like this." It was embarrassing for a lady like you to plead for a man who wasn't married to you yet like this, well that was what the other royals said.

His eyesbrows furrowed into a calm expression then held your hand, "If that's what you wish m'lady, then I'll comply," You both walk over to the edge and gaze at the stars above, but it was boring just standing there doing nothing so you thought to yourself that the hallways and the castles were empty at this time so why not invite him to walk around for a bit?

"Would you mind walking around the palace with me? Just the two of us, I think there's no one around now," you opened your bedroom door and he follow right behind you, "I don't mind m'lady, as long as I can keep you company, even if it's just for this night," you twirl your hair and smirked, "Why not keep me company every night?" This time he doesn't reply, though you see him look away with a faint blush on his cheeks, he was flabbergasted at that reply but you both walked through the kitchen and even past 12 rooms if you counted.

In a few minutes of just chatting about topics you could think of, you both areived at the ballroom, just as Sova was going to the next room you told him to stop, "Sova, We should rest here, or uh... Dance?" You sheepishly smiled through your fan and peeked through the fan and noticed him push back his long hair to that he finally says, "Alright, m'lady, should I get something to eat?"

"Oh no need! We can just close the doors and dance for a while, I doubt that anyone is going to interrupt us anyways," He stood by the red curtains of the empty, grandiose room as you made your way to the record player and skimmed through the collection of music disks, you turn to look at him and he waits for you to choose the music, though you couldn't choose what to play so you ask him if the song called 'merry go round of life' would be a good one to which he agrees, you slip the disk into the record player then it spins slowly, the music is glitchy at first but it starts playing with no problems for a while.

His lips perked into a smile as he asked for your hand to dance to which you shyly accept, the clacking of your heels and his boots and the gentle music in your ears. As you both danced, it felt like the only thing you could both think of was each other. "Do you feel sleepy now?" He asked out of the blue, you totally forgot that you were hanging out with him so you could fall asleep but no, in fact, you felt anything but tired. "I-I'm not tired, Can we dance more please?" The music stopped playing as it has reached its end but neither of you wanted to leave, it was too early he thought. "Very well then, I have a question, may I ask?"

You both continued dancing even if the record player was no longer playing the music, to which you replaced it with the soft humming that mimicked its tune. "Sure, go ahead," "Sometimes I wanna spend more time with you but you'll eventually leave me, my love, If that was the case,-' he stopped moving to the soft tune and placed a thumb over your lips,'- Would you still love me?" Your heart sank at the question yet you assured him, "No, me leaving your grace will never happen, in this moment, I am not the perfect sophisticated princess of this kingdom,-' your words stated with strong conviction as you leaned and tip-toed to his face and pressed your plump lips to his,'- Nor you are the flawless honorary knight, right now, it's just me, Y/n and you, Sova, nothing else." You whispered in his touch and held him in your arms, he reciprocated and wrapped his hands around you, "Very well then my dear, let's go back to your room now, I wouldn't want my darling waking up with dark eye-bags," you shied away from him and hid behind your hand-fan, your face burning from his words, "Oh how your words flatter me," you cried out as your face quirked into a blushy and embarrassed expression.

Ya I'm back from the fucking dead hello I took like what 2 hours to write this because i was searching for synonyms on google but I hope you enjoyed this fic ☆ thanks for reading and requesting, also requests are finally open again!

#sova x reader #valorant sova #valorant x reader #valorant fluff #valorant fanfiction #valorant angst #valorant imagines #valorant sova x reader #valorant x fem reader

[touchoffleece]

Tag Game (look at me Ma' first participation in a tag game! 🎉 )

@wlwsakura I had to do a triple take seeing my name 😵‍💫, I am flattered at the tag pass.

Three Ships:

-Edeleth (female Byleth Eisner and Edelgard Von Hresvelg, Fire Emblem: Three Houses) they stole my heart back in when the game dropped with everything about them when shipped together. (Being vague on purpose to avoid spoilers for the Crimson Rose/Black Eagles route for any who may want to experience it blind) In specific female Byleth getting some exclusive scenes with Edelgard, and how their story shifts with the added element of a female Byleth in connection to certain story points that are kind of not as poignant in other routes or ships really makes me ship it more compared to male Byleth and Edelgard.

-Supercorp (Kara Zor El/Kara Danvers/ Supergirl and Lena Luthor from 2015's Supergirl) I have spilled my guts about them a fair amount already. The wlw ship that helped me realize I was not as straight as I thought because of how fond I was of certain same sex friends. They were so couple coded, and it really stinks (older) supercorp shippers went through what they went through by the network, show runners, comic book anti woke mob, other Supergirl TV show fans, other lgbtqi+ aligned people, and homophobes for calling Lena and Kara what they were.

-I wanted to try showing variety for my ships into bl/mlm or hetero ships, but I got to end with InoSaku (Ino Yamanak and Sakura Haruno from Naruto).

I got so much going on with this ship on some different layers.

Way back when I was introduced to Naruto via the anime, I was not at all a fan of Sakura. Looking back I might have been best described as a "Sakura Hater", but having done some growing and having been reminded of Sakura as a female character in a shonen all this time later, I now have realized how unfair I was being to this fictional character for things well out of her control (Kishimoto's bad writing, how women characters are usually treated in shonen animes, served with a side helping of internalized misogyny on my part).

The realization at all the unnecessary hate at a fictional character who couldn't fight the tropes she was writen with made me re evaluate Sakura, and I realized she isn't so bad. No worse than any other Rookie 9.

Along side that re analysize I realized how gay-rivals-to-lovers coded Sakura and Ino are, and how much of a missed opportunity they were. So now they haunt me.

First Ship Ever: hard to remember but either Sanae Ozora and Tsubasa (Captain Tsubasa) or Ranma and Akane (Ranma 1/2)

Lats Song:

Last Movie: Tales of Vesperia: The First Strike

Currently Reading: No books, but I have been meaning to read an auto biography book on the join Korean team composed of South and North Korean players from the 2018 Winter Olympics, I am currently reading the fanfictions: "The Pieces of me (cling to you)" (supercorp) by @wolfie-bee, re-reading "Thief-Nin Sakura" (Inosaku) by Hemerodromus while waiting on the next chapter of "A Dose of Venom" in the Mithridatism series by Androgyninja, and finally "Wednesday and the Nightshade Girls" by Onehitwonder13.

Due to tech limitations I can't link the other fics, sorry.

Currently Playing: FFXIV and Pokemon Scarlet

Currently Watching: One Piece Live Action

Currently Consuming: How-to Fix Tech guides

Currently Craving: some sense of normalcy or less anxiety

People I want to know better but don't have to participate: @casualkoalatea @weissaddams @daneicole @senshi-9 @coffeeshib @nakamatoo

#tag game #my stuff #fandom #sapphic thoughts #edeleth #inosaku #supercorp #shower thoughts #Youtube

[angrypizzaflowercolor]

Rose sat in front of the desk. She kept turning to look at the clock and fiddled with her wedding ring. She was frustrated. She had been sitting across from Harlow’s teacher for the past 10 minutes, waiting for her wife to show up so that they could start their meeting.

Luisa promised her that she would make it on time. Rose understood that she was probably in traffic, but the least she could do was call or answer her phone.

“Mrs. Ruvelle, I don’t mean to sound rude, but I do have other parents to see before the day is over.” Harlow’s 6th-grade teacher, Mrs. Duncan said.

“I’m sorry. I’m sure she won’t be much longer.” Rose stated as kindly as she could. Rose was not a big fan of Mrs. Duncan, or any of the other teachers at this school for that matter. She had asked Luisa if they could just hire teachers to tutor Harlow and Osvaldo at home, but Luisa insisted that they go to school and spend some time around kids and have as normal a life as they could.

Rose checked her phone to see if she had any messages from Luisa, and luckily for her, she saw one. “In the parking lot, running to get there, please don’t hate me xoxo.” Rose clenched her jaw and rolled her eyes. She was not letting Luisa off easy this time.

The door burst open and in walked Luisa. “I am so sorry I’m late. My meeting ran over time.” Luisa stated out of breath.

“That’s alright.” Mrs. Duncan smiled. “So, let’s talk about Harlow.”

She went on about the girl and how good her grades were, how great her social skills were, and what a joy she was to have in class.

Rose couldn’t help but smile, even when Luisa rested her hand on Rose’s thigh, she wasn’t thinking about how angry she was, she instead rested her hand over Luisa’s and continued to listen to Mrs. Duncan gush on about their daughter

The meeting only lasted 15 minutes and then they had to head over to Osvaldo’s 3rd-grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson. She went on about how smart he was but was a bit concerned about his lack of attention in class. They talked about looking more into that, but all in all, it was good and they were out of there in 20 minutes.

Rose was overwhelmed with joy. Her kids were doing great in school, academically, socially, and in their extra-curricular activities.

But, as soon as they left the building the anger from before set in. She promised herself she wasn’t just gonna let Luisa off easily. So as they made their way towards the parking lot, Rose walked before Luisa and she walked fast.

Luisa tried to catch up with her but Rose made it to her car without saying a word, got in, and started her engine. Luisa stared in confusion as she watched Rose pull out of the parking lot. Even though they were going to meet at home and discuss everything, she was confused as to why Rose hadn’t said anything about the meeting to her while they were walking.

Luisa thought about it for a second before it hit her. Rose was mad about her being late. She hit her forehead with the palm of her hand and made her way towards her car. She knew she should have just left during the meeting. It was too late to change her decision, but it was not too late to make things right.

She made her way to the mall near their home and bought a few things. Some for the kids as a reward for their good work at school, and some things for Rose as an apology. She knew material things didn’t exactly mean much to Rose. She could afford anything she wanted, but Luisa hoped that it was the thought put into the specific things she bought that might help.

Too much work to copy and paste the whole fic on here, so here's the beginning, and check out the rest on Ao3 if you feel. Link below

#roisa #rose solano #luisa alver #jtv #jane the virgin #fluff #domestic fluff #angst #fluff and angst

[armybratz123]

Requests and Rules

Hello! I am new to tumblr but thought it be fun to try out and use to get out some one shots, extras from my in-progress stories, etc;

I write on Wattpad, Ao3, Quotev, and fan fiction.net under the usernames Nerd101, NeedAlert101, and ArmyBratz101 for those of you who may have heard or read my stories before. This is my first post! And I’ve decided to start off with requests. To me get started, afterwards, some time in the future, we’ll see whether or not I’ll continue doing requests once I get the ball rolling.

Fandoms:

Doctor Who

Danny Phantom

DC

Marvel

Twisted Wonderland

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

One Piece

Percy Jackson

Miraculous Ladybug

Transformers (specifically Bayverse, but I’m open to the other versions as well. Just be specific)

Twilight (limited, I'm very picky with this one)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Persona 5

How to Train Your Dragon

Avatar the Last Airbender

Hobbit

Lord of the Rings

Fate (Be specific which one)

My Hero Acadamia

Supernatural

Lucifer

Good Omens

(More will most likely be added on in the future.)

What I Can and Am Willing to Do:

Crossovers; I’ve always find it fun twisting the stories and universe in ways so two worlds can exist as one, or just how one person from a different world is like in another.

Reader inserts; I’m meh at them (haven’t done too many) but depending on the request I might do some. But don’t get your hopes up.

OCs; it’s fun making up characters from a different world, but I will only do my own. You want to request an OC from a certain world, great! Just if you want a specific detail (ability, world they’re from, personality trait, people to interact with, good/bad/antihero, love interest, etc;) just tell me and I’ll add that in! These OC’s can also be used for requests in the future once finished (I’ll even draw them).

AUs; I love them and and always enjoy writing them. Such as soulmates, fantasy, mafia, monsters, etc; been original made up ones you guys have in mind, I’m willing to try them out! There are just only two Aus that I won’t do, and they will be specified in my ‘Don’ts’ list.

Fluff; give me the fluff!

Hurt/comfort; some of these babies have been through a lot. And I will gladly write stories that give them the love and strength that they deserve.

Angst; I’m suprise at myself at how GOOD I actually am at writing angst. It almost scares me 😅. But just to let you know, the angst I wrote will always turn out alright and happy, even a little fluffy, at the end bc I can’t write sad endings to save my life.

happy endings; not much to say. Summed it up pretty much in the Angst rule. I hate unhappy endings, ‘nough said.

Extras; if you’re a reader of my content and stories from the fan fiction sites and want something that are not shown in the books, like an au or scene between episodes/chapters then go on and request some. Even aus or different way things could have happened in my stories go ahead and ask!

Music Videos; I like doing them, they’re fun. I’ve been making some from over the years with my hoards of photos and fan art I’ve found and saved over the years lol. But yeah, I’ll most likely post some I’ve already have, but if you have a certain song or fandom, go ahead and request!

(More will most likely be added on in the future.)

What I Won’t Do:

Smut or any kind of NSFW; I will write kisses, cuddles, and other romance couple things, but it’s going to be very safe and PG.

Alpha/Beta/Omegas; it ties in with smut and NSFW for me, I know that’s not the thing all the time, and there are a couple of stories in this au that I like, but I don’t feel confident enough to write this while making it comfortable for me and sticking to the au. So, just to save me the pain, no, I will not do this au. Sorry if that disappoints you guys.

Yandere; I like this content on occasion, but I will not be able to write this for the life of me. I put myself in the characters’ I write shoes, as if I was living the adventure with them. So I can’t write this in that case. Angst is one thing, this is something else entirely. Again, sorry for those of you that are disappointed, but I gotta put my foot down on things that make me uncomfortable.

Sad/Unhappy endings; I kinda mentioned/glossed over this already. But I’m putting down anyway, just in case. I can write sad and angst things but I always gotta end light or happy. If I don’t, then it most likely means I’ll be doing a continuation of that particular story/one shot.

(More will most likely be added on in the future.)

This is just the beginning. Direct message me, or go to the ask box. I will be waiting, in the mean time, I will most likely be writing some stuff on my own in between requests. I hope you enjoy my work!

Be Your Best You! Bye~!

#dc universe #doctor who #twilight #marvel #marvel mcu #danny phantom #transformers #tf bayverse #teenage mutant ninja turtles #mlb #miraculous ladybug #twisted wonderland #twst #one piece #katekyo hitman reborn #khr #pjo series #fanart #images #oneshots #short stories #fanfic #corssover #oc #my oc art #headcanon #requests #requests open #this is my start #percy jackson

[woolydemon]

Rule: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better

Tagged by @wumboskywarp thankies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Relationship status: single and not particularly looking for anyone

Favourite colour: PINK !!! I love pink so so much <:]

Something I want right now: Uhh I want ranch almond crackers. Maybe a pizza I could go for a pizza rn. Snacks and meals in general.

Song stuck in my head: I've got several songs stuck in my head and they're currently Ego Rock (vocaloid disease), Experimental Film (h*r and tmbg disease), and Roll With Me (orion experience disease)

Three favorite foods: OH THIS IS SO HARD I LOVE FOODS. uhhhhh rn the top 3 for me is Rice Noodles (the thick chewy kind, esp with like beef and bok choy. delicious stuff), Chicken Nachos, Ice Cream (isnane abt ice cream, my family always hated when I ate all of it sjdhfkjf). was almost tempted to list a 4th one, sorry I love meal

Last song I listened to: Uh. To cite my previously mentioned tmbg disease I was listening to Don't Let's Start by tmbg ajdhdkdhdkjf

Last thing I googled: RICE NOODLES. SORRY. MEAL ON THE MIND AJDHDKDJ. Ok before that I looked up "hipstef" which is misspelled "hipster" bc i was checking to see if I am myself a hipster. I'm not, I'm just pretentious

Dream trip: I'd like to go to the one boba shop near my university campus rn does that count. Meals and treats on the mind

If you had the opportunity to [safely] become a cyborg via body upgrades, would you take it?

I'm a transformers fan, transgender, and have body pains. what do u think is the answer

im actually not gonna tag anyone bc i dont want to jhdfsfghj feel free to go for it though and say i tagged u ig. i dont care

#sorry it took me a while to get to this ive been busy with assignments and didnt want to let this distract me jfhdhjkg #also im just shy #anyway i think all ppl are going to get out of this is the fact i lvoe eating meals #rando thoughtz #<- using that as a text post tag

[edogawa-division]

ARB Birthday Special: Kaoru Shinozaki

~~ September 15th ~~

“There is no great genius without a mixture of madness.”

Login Lines:

“Oh, why are you giving me a present? The date? It's September 15th. Wait a diddly darn minute……IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY!" 

“I was so busy working on my latest invention these last few days that I completely lost track of time!”

Voice Lines:

"Hey! I don't know about you but I'm feeling 22! Sorry but I just had to make the reference!" 

"Dang I'm one year older. Next thing I know I'll be getting arthritis and grey hairs." 

"Another birthday without them. Papa, Mama, Nii-san I hope you're proud of me even if this was never what you'd imagined I'd be doing." 

"Sweet! A gift from Yuriko! I wonder what she got me?" 

"Eeeeeek! You got me the Driver from the new Kamen Rider show! I love it! Thank you so much, Yuriko! Now let me test it out! *places it around her waist and poses* HENSHIN! Hahaha! Sucks, it's just a toy though. *snaps finger* Oh I just had a great idea! Let me see if I can make an actual working Driver. Oh, this is gonna be so fun."

"I didn't mean to forget Kanra! Hey, wait a minute! Kanra you're too excited to hug me right now! *crunch* K-K-Kanra you gotta let me go before you break my spine!"

"Kanra, you didn't have to bake me a cake. Wait, did you just say it was coffee flavored? I will let you know right now that I am not sharing it. Oh right. Did you get me a gift too? Kanra, the cake was enough. You got me a Hatsune Miku figurine! Thank you! It's going on my shelf with others!"

Yuriko Lines:

"I'm not entirely sure how you forgot but Happy Birthday Kaoru. I hope you enjoy the gift I got you." 

"I know you're a big fan of the series so I got you the transformation belt the main character uses. *pauses* I know that look on your face. What's going through that brain of yours? What do you mean by a 'working Driver'? Kaoru, where are you going? Kaoru Shinozaki, you better not blow up the city's electrical grid again!"

Kanra Lines:

"Hahaha! I can't believe you forgot what today was Kaoru! *hugs* Happy Birthday to the best big sister in the world! Eh? Kaoru? Ah, I'm Sorry!" 

"Kaoru, I made a cake for your birthday! It's coffee flavored since you love the stuff so much. I can't have coffee and Yuriko-san prefers tea so yeah it's all yours. I got you a little something too. I had to pay back what you got me for my birthday. I saved enough money to get you the figurine since you're a big fan of Hatsune Miku."

#hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #edogawa division #wicked requiem #shinozaki kaoru #kuromiya yuriko #akemi kanra #happy birthday kaoru 2022 #alternative rap battle #arb

[middlemistcs13]

I apparently wanted to write this week! Here's another Tumblr prompt by @novelbear

Prompt: being annoyed because it’s extremely hot out and they insist that they cuddle that night + “I said I love you, you heard me”, “oh, I know, I just wanted to hear you say it again” 

Also, on AO3:

Notes: Enough of the angst, now time for some softness. Set sometime shortly after Killian moves in with Emma in season 6. 

“Storybrooke’s Early Heat Wave”

It was unseasonably warm for Storybrooke in April, but the town’s residents were enjoying the summer-like weather in the middle of spring. Well- most of the residents were enjoying the warmer weather, but some were not ready for the heat quite yet. On top of the warmer temperature, the humidity in the air was also unwelcome, leaving the town feeling almost sticky. Emma Swan likes cooler weather. She can wear jeans and sweaters and be cozy in the fall and early spring months. She does not like humidity. It was one of the things she hated most about Tallahassee. And Neverland. The heat and humidity made for quite a miserable journey on top of the stress of finding and saving her son’s life. 

“It is bloody hot tonight for us to be in Maine,” Killian grumbled as he turned on the ceiling fan, already ready for bed. It appears Killian is also not a fan of the heat, Emma thought to herself. 

“You’ve been here during the summer before, it does get hot here sometimes,” Emma commented from the bathroom as she finished applying her facial moisturizer and walked back into the bedroom. She was tempted to dig through her box of summer clothes to try and find her summer pajamas- tank tops and soft, short cotton shorts. However, Emma decided on just a tank top and her underwear due to the heat. 

“There happened to be an Ice Queen freezing some things over during the last summer I was here, so I am still unaccustomed to the heat,” Killian replied before perching on the edge of his side of the bed. He has his own side of the bed, Emma thought gleefully. 

“You, sir, were literally the Captain of a pirate ship. You lived in Neverland for years. And you are complaining about the heat here?” Emma asked skeptically. 

“Am a Captain of a pirate ship, and too true, Swan. I suppose it’s just unexpected after the last few years. But, I wouldn’t trade being here for anything, love, you have to know that,” Killian replied softly. 

“I know Killian, and I’m so glad you are here. So… time to cuddle?” Emma asked, walking up to the edge of her side of the bed and smirking, knowing Killian was going to object. 

“Love, we were just discussing how bloody hot it is. Maybe another night when it’s not so hot?” Killian suggested. 

“But Killian…..” Emma whined, dragging out each sound in his name. “I don’t ever want to take advantage of you being here, with me, and alive. I don’t ever want to go to sleep again in this room thinking you couldn’t ever be here with me again. I love you, and I want to cuddle tonight.” Emma insisted. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I quite heard you. You said you what now?” Killian asked cheekily. 

“I said I love you, you heard me,” Emma said, with an exasperated smile. 

“Oh, I know. I just wanted to hear you say it again. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of hearing you say  those words.” Killian said softly, before slipping under the single sheet on their bed. Even in just some athletic shorts for bed, Killian knew he was still going to be warm while sleeping in this heat. 

Emma followed his lead and slipped under the sheet, before scooting across the bed so she was laying in the middle and laying on Killian. This time, however, she wasn’t clutching a pillow, she was clutching her pirate. Times had sure changed recently, and Emma was beyond grateful for Zeus- literal god of gods- bringing Killian back to her. 

Emma laid her head on Killian’s chest, right over his heart, and wrapped her arm around his torso. Despite the heat and his grumblings, Killian draped his arm around Emma and pulled her closer. Killian was painfully aware of how lucky he was to be alive, back in Storybrooke, back with Emma. 

“I love you too, you know,” Killian said to the otherwise quiet room. “I love you more than anything, Emma.” 

Emma smiled at Killian’s words and turner her head slightly so she could kiss his chest. “If it’s still warm tomorrow, maybe we could get some ice cream and spend the afternoon on your ship by the water,” Emma suggested. Killian’s answering smile practically lit up the dark room. 

“I would love nothing more, Emma,” Killian replied. Emma smiled, nodded her head briefly, and kissed his chest again before laying with her head back on his chest. Emma smiled as she adjusted herself, trying to get comfortable so she could get some rest. 

After several minutes of silence when Emma could have sworn Killian was already asleep with the way his breathing had evened out, Emma heard Killian speak. 

“Are you sure we have to cuddle tonight, Swan?” 

“Killian!”

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