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#she then went on to talk abt how I don't have to give in and used the metaphor of me eating too much candy as a child
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adding to my last ask, the rest of the album is so similar to the Batfam
Loves like Ghosts - Batcat or BruTalia
Until the Night Turns - Dick (the vibes esp)
Dead Man’s Hand - Jason
-> pretty obvious why 💀. I see it as Jason talking abt his old self with the “tired of a life that never felt like his” line
Hurricane (Johnnie’s theme) - Dick, Jason, and Steph(Cass)
-> I mostly saw it as Stephcass but there were definitely lyrics that applied to Dick (thrill) and Jason (dying lol)
La Bella Fleur Sauvage - DickBabs
The World Ender - Steph (with the romantic lines being shaded between Cass and Gotham) or Jason (with the romantic lines being completely abour Gotham)
-> I feel like it fits Jason better bc it’s literlaky abour being back from the grave but alas
Meet Me in the Woods - Tim(Bern)
The Yawning Grave - ALFRED AND BRUCE ALFRESH AND BRUCE. This is so important to me omg
Cursed - where “she” is Gotham and the speaker is any of the Batfam (sans Cass I think)
Way out There - Damian (“I’m just wearing old bones from those who came first”) (“you” being Dick) or StephCass from Cass’s pov
The Night We Met - the BatSiblings (sans Duke bc he wasn’t adopted yet) during Bruce’s death
There weren’t any I could connect to Duke specifically but yeah 😞
Loves Like Ghost definitely gives of Talia to Bruce vibes. The lyrics of "what ain't living can never really die. You don't want me baby please don't lie. Oh but if you're leaving, I gotta know why." "And if I can't have you then no one ever will." "Baby in my eyes you do no wrong. I don't feel it till it hurts sometimes. So go on baby hurt me tonight."
Until the Night Turns is a cool song. Perhaps you would elaborate more on why you think it fits Dick? The vibes are pretty on, but jot too sure about the lyrics.
Dead Man's Hand does fit Jason. "Sure as hell he was dead as they come and he was already starting to smell. Just a kid with his hair slicked back and a knife tucked into his belt. Was he unforgiven or just tired of living a life that never felt like his?" "I know I'm dead but I don't wanna lie in a grave out here where the coyote's cry. I stared right into the endless void and I ain't going back if I got any choice. I know how to live, I don't know how to die and there ain't no thrills in the afterlife."
Hurricane. I do think that all of the batkids are adrenaline junkies but I do see how the lyrics fit those ones especially.
La Bella Fleur Savage - Google says Fleur means both flower and resilience. I can see how that fits Babs and how the song resembles her love with Dick.
The World Ender - I love this song for Steph. She deserves to get her revenge. She did kind of die with Black Mask, but she didn't really do a revenge thing like Jason. On the other hand she "won't ever feel the embrace of the grave" because she revived before being buried.
Meet Me in the Woods - I see how this is TimBern especially because Bernard isn't in the vigilante business (so he won't really understand what Tim's been through).
The Yawning Grave - Alfred warning Bruce not to become Batman, of its dangers, of the likelihood of him dying, fits so well. He told him when he was a kid, but Bruce still went down with this path
Cursed - I agree that Cass isn't tied to Gotham like the others. If "she" was Gotham, that does fit the others. I raise you, though. What if "she" was their mission or vigilantism? That then fits all of them.
Way out There - Oof. That definitely fits Damian and I love that analysis of him.
The Night We Met - I agree, however, there's a tik tok that has an animation of this song. It absolutely kills my soul every time I see it. It has Bruce singing this about Jason: "I had all," Jason as Robin, "and then most of you," Jason dying, "some and," Jason's grave, "now none of you," Jason as Red Hood. "Take me back to the night we met." The tire jacking night.
We definitely need some Duke songs out there. If anyone has any songs that fit Duke, feel free to comment or reblog with them!!!!
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i think i've finally come to understand why i'm so bad at communicating with friends 👍 at one point or another i've thought i was in love with every single person i've ever been friends with (for the most part, at least) because i don't expect other people to like me. OBVIOUSLY this is not true but platonic feelings are not dissimilar to romantic ones (baseline they're the same: you want to love and be loved by someone) but i always end up realizing that i'm not in love with them, just that they matter to me very much and i wouldn't know what do to w/o their presence in my life. BUT this brings me to facet number 2 of my awful communication skills: i hate it when things Get Real. i find myself retreating any time it seems like Something Could Change in my day-to-day life due to them being around and "forcing" the change. i run away from talking to one of my only irl friends on almost a daily basis bc i dread the idea of having to do anything she might want me to do. i think, at the end of the day, my problem might just be that i don't want to change... ANYWAYS
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#i actually think the funniest example of this comes from the irl guy friend i think i actually DO have romantic feelings for#i never used to have feelings for him but i always kind of nursed the idea of such a thing (as i said i think i could be in love with most#friends before i realize i'm not - but with him specifically i never had a moment where i realized i... wasn't?) also my previously#aforementioned irl friend kind of insinuated he might have feelings for me or we might end up with one another and now every time i think#abt him i think about THAT so.#anyways a few years ago he came by my house and picked me up and we got ice cream and talked for hours bc we have a lot in common#and he actually manages to keep in contact with me despite how hard it is (how hard i make it) to talk to me on a consistent basis lol#like we don't talk a LOT but he's also the one who convinced me to contact my former other irl best friend that i hadn't talked to in 6 yrs#anyways back to what i was talking abt from a few years ago... it was 4 yrs ago at this point but after the ice cream - i got a job#and we talked a lot - he took me and my irl bff out but she had a HUGE fight with her bf and he tracked her down and it was. a disaster#but after that they made up (lucikly she broke up with him not too long after lmao) but me and him were put in the middle of it#and anyways we went to the mall with the annoying couple LMAO but we broke off and it was just... really nice to be with him?#and then we went to walmart and rented a movie and went back to my irl's apartment and i tried to dye his hair in her bathroom LMAO#and it just felt really natural to be close to him and whatnot. we really get along and i really don't dislike him and i'm not NOT into him#but yeah anyways a few days later he messaged me and asked if he could pick me up from work but i told him no because at that point i was.#afraid. because i had a dream that i had kissed hik and he turned into rick sanchez and drowned LMFAOOO IT SOUNDS RETARDED BUT.#like i think the point of the dream was that if i showed him that i had some kind of feelings for him he would change or die or disappear?#i always assume the worst. but yeah the dream literally put me off so bad that i cut contact with him for almost 2 years#because i was afraid of him and i was afraid of my life changing#idk. maybe i should give it a try now. i'm still scared but you never know.#i at least wanna say 'thanks' for him convincing me to message my friend from 6 years ago so 🤷‍♀️ who knows
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opens-up-4-nobody · 2 years
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#if u happen to b invested in my emailing profs. the lady from yesterday emailed me back almost immediately#to day that my interests and background sound ideal! which is v true! its such a good match! and i should email back in autumn to see abt#a project in 2023! which is v exciting and i hope things come together. apparently its harder to get funding for international students#so i was like cool cool. u will def hear back from me and also can u send me this paper that i cant get online#and she sent it so now i have a wicked cool paper to read. hhhhh i hope this works out#in other news i talked to my parents todsy and they wanna pay for me to fly home for a bit and i was like YES! which is exciting#not sure when itll happen. hopefully before fall. but yeah thats cool. i felt like such a loser bc my life is so boring rn i was like: wait#keep talking to me! i have nothing better to be doing! except thats not true im just avoiding doing things#SPEAKING OF WHICH we have this supid mini conference thing going on rn and i was super looking forward to not attending this yr#bc im not funded by them anymore. but i have to give a presentation thrus so i am invited and i guess my boss expected me to b there?#like if i went it would just be a massive waste of time that i would hate and im not like the most stable rn#like im srry i really don't give a fuck abt shrub encroachment. so i might as well do something useful with my time?#like im sure the main reason they hold it is for networking but i really really dont want to talk to anyone so im just gonna awkwardly sit#around and hate everything. but like maybe i should go as rep for my lab?#but like 3 other lab members r there so like u dont need me there. i really just wanna show up for my talk and fuck off#i really dont want to go tomorrow. i dont have anything that i could bring for lunch and again. dont wanna b there#and i havent done a rapid test which they wanted everyone to do before showing up#so idk what im gonna do. im gonna have tk txt my boss like: do u really want me to b there tomorrow?#but i dont kno how to say that without it sounding like i have a bad attitude bc i absolutely do lol#i just dont wannnna goooooo#unrelated
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brltpop · 2 years
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hua-fei-hua · 2 years
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thank you for all the sweet tags fei fei 🥺 (may i call you that?) it literally made my day haha you're too kind <33
ah, i typically go by "hua" online actually! :D
but yes ofc you're welcome to the compliments!!!! your art is so cute i wish to hold it gently, like hamburger <3 and then eat it LOL
#lotus-pear#asks#i think i have more of your posts in my drafts to be tagged up and queued bc i am a post hoarder but also wander off easily#your colors are always so lovely and vibrant and i am truly nothing if not a magpie immediately enchanted by pretty colors#i saw this ask when i came back from doing the dishes a while back and then was like 'oh! how cute! will answer Soon'#and then immediately went to taking care of my genshin chores n i had Thoughts(tm) abt what i wanted to say#and then they vanished like a wisp on the wind <3 smth smth if you wanted to play together or w/e then like#hehe *hides my face w/a fan but in like a mafia boss kind of way as i hand you a business card* here's my uid-- 628363596#a while ago this rando at-the-time ar40 person in china added me bc my genshin name is 小白雪花 so i get strangers in china sometimes#and i habitually let strangers in anyway n it's always very sudden and embarrassing opportunities to practice my chinese (:monaanguish:)#but this was the first time a lower lv rando added me and so i talked abt it w/my bff nat n she was like 'they're probs looking for help'#n i was like 'mm you're right. i'll let them in and give them 24 hours' and then five minutes later they were like 'hi'#n i was like 'hi~ do you want me to help?' (all in chinese) n they were like 'yes with fighting artifact domains'#i could tell they were popping fragiles bc finally a carry! but i didn't know how to tell them to wait for ar45 for that </3#i don't know if they think i'm quiet or just illiterate but they hit ar45 the other day and asked for help again#n so i went in again and was very impressed to find that i could carry them with just mona+yanfei#like yanfei i am not surprised my quest to min-max her never ends but at one point she died n i had to finish it w/just mona#and so widsith passive was out bc it triggers upon switching in n i Truly Did Not Believe i would make it but i did somehow!#i was pretty devastated when i first got her by accident my first week of gnshn but now i have the most highly-invested mona of my friends#gnshn meta is so fun to think abt it makes me feel like a highly enriched squirrel... hehe went chatterbox in the tags here
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godofsmallthings · 2 years
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omg ik i'm late to this because i don't have tiktok so i see things weeks later on ig reels but there's this tiktok by the artist megagonefree about her song 'talking bout bri' (which is about their deadname) and they’re like omg i wrote a song abt my deadname and then apple music had the ~audacity~ to list my deadname as the songwriter...BESTIE YOU/YOUR LABEL/YOUR DISTRIBUTOR DID THAT...you have to use your legal name and it feels like you just turned it into fake outrage for marketing (ew) or you need to talk with your label/manager/whoever is in charge of distributing your music but don’t mislead ur fans into thinking apple music/spotify are like out to get you personally it’s just copyright law...also i’m dying at people being like “they had one job!!” as if there aren’t 60,000 tracks uploaded to spotify every day do u really think a human is going through each one
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moonstruckme · 5 months
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hi gorgeous!!
could i request poly!marauders with a reader who has been avoiding them a bit? she’ll text and call them, but not see them in person? maybe she tells them she’s really busy and they finally get her to come over or maybe catch her somewhere out n about and find her with a ~mysterious~ black eye? she finally ends up telling them abt it and she’s so embarrassed by how she’s got it and didn’t want them to fret over her? they poke fun of her a little, but it ends with hugs or cuddles on the couch?
(this is so definitely not self indulgent!! i absolutely do NOT have a black eye currently because i was wearing fluffy socks and tripped over my own foot and went flying into a doorknob!!! pfffftt, what kind of idiot would you have to be to pull that off…)
Hope the black eye you don't have is healing well babe!
cw: injury/bruise
poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 984 words
“She said she was too busy to even come over for breakfast this morning,” Remus frets. “I don’t know if we should be bothering her.” 
“She’s putting too much on herself,” James says certainly, can-do attitude in place and a bag of your favorite pastries in hand. “She won’t let herself relax, and it’s our job to help with that.” Remus only chews his lip, so he looks to Sirius for backup. “Right, Pads?” 
“Sure.” Sirius shrugs. “I don’t know, I still think she’s avoiding us. Any plan that gets us to see her sounds good to me.” 
“Well, don’t talk like we’re about to bust down her door,” Remus says, rolling his eyes as they come to a stop in front of your place.
“Course not.” Sirius grins, and slams his fist extra-loud against your door to make Remus squirm. James smothers a laugh when he hears a curse from inside, the sound of something falling to the floor, and then shuffling footsteps headed in their direction. 
“Hi.” You sound surprised, half of your face visible in the crack of the door. That’s…oddly shy, for you, and the first threads of concern begin to wind their way around James’ ribcage. Has he or one of the others done something to upset you? Maybe Sirius is right, and you have been avoiding them. “What’re you guys doing here?” 
“Hi, sweetheart.” James gives you his most guileless smile, holding up the bag of pastries. “You’ve been working so hard lately, we thought we’d bring you a treat.” 
You all but melt against the doorframe, the eyebrow James can see scrunching in a cute pout. “Aw, thank you.” 
“Can we come inside for a bit?” he asks, but Sirius is already pushing at the door, nudging you out of the way as he invites himself in. 
You flinch away from the door as Sirius says, “Christ, angel, we haven’t seen you in so long I’d begun to think you were…” he trails off, and Remus and James both hurry in behind him to see why. The half of your face that had been obscured a second ago by the doorframe (intentionally obscured, James realizes now) is marred by a dark, purple-and-yellow bruise. 
Remus inhales softly, all three of your boyfriends nearly frozen in place. 
Sirius has gone tense all over, but his voice is gentle. “How’d that happen, baby?”
It doesn’t help matters that you get so clearly anxious at the question. “I—um, okay.” You look at them abashedly, shoulders gravitating towards your ears. “It’s not as bad as it looks, but you can’t get mad.” 
Sirius sucks his teeth, eyes darkening. James knows his mind is running through all the various people you could be asking them to not get mad at for doing this to you; he’s thinking along similar lines. “Why would we be mad?” Sirius asks, noncommittal.
You brush a strand of hair behind your ear, going to sit on the couch. “I, uh. I ran into the kitchen and hit myself on the cabinet door.” 
Remus hisses through his teeth. “Fuck, honey, the corner?” He sits down next to you, angling your face towards the light. “Is that where this little scrape is from?” His thumb brushes over the small cut with painful tenderness, and James watches with satisfaction as you go so soft you nearly forget to answer him. You give a nod, and Remus hums sympathetically. 
“Jesus, babe.” James leans closer to peer at it. “That’s gotta hurt.” 
Sirius pouts at you, sitting on the back of the couch. “Why would you think we’d be mad about that, darling?” 
The look you give Remus is guilty enough that he withdraws his hand, raising his eyebrows at you. 
“You know how you tell me not to run in my fuzzy socks?” you ask him. 
Remus’ lips twitch, but he narrows his eyes at you sternly. “I do.” 
You shrink away. “Well, I was sort of sliding around in those when it happened.” 
Remus rolls his eyes, but he lets his lips twist into a begrudging half-smile. “Christ. Learned your lesson now?” 
“Learned not to leave cabinet doors open when I do it,” you say, and James tugs you to his front protectively as Remus lets loose an appalled sound that’s somewhere between exhale and laugh. 
“Our poor sweetheart,” he coos, pressing a kiss to the unharmed skin beside your bruise. “I can’t believe you avoided us for days just because you didn’t want Remus to be upset with you. You’re rivaling Sirius for dramatics with that one, lovie.” 
“Oi.” Sirius jabs at your side meanly with his foot. “Don’t start taking my titles. There can only be one master of theatrics in this relationship.”
You draw your knees to your chest, entirely in James’ lap now, and he suspects you’re snuggling closer to him because you prefer his coddling to the other boys’ teasing. He’s more than happy to indulge you, brushing his lips ever so gently over the colorful skin by your eye and giving you a good squeeze with his arms around your middle. 
Sirius makes a soft pitying sound. “That really looks awful. Did you at least put ice on it?” 
You blink up at him, and James wants to chide you and smother you with love at the same time. Remus looks like he feels the same, the exasperation of his sigh diminished greatly by the fondness in his look as he gets up. “You’ve got a pack of peas in the freezer, don’t you, love?” 
You confirm, and Sirius takes Remus’ place on the couch, squinting his eyes at you playfully. “You’re not allowed to avoid us when you’ve hurt yourself ever again. Clearly, you can’t handle it on your own.” 
You seem like you could disagree, but James takes the opportunity to attack you with kisses again, and you don’t protest much after that.
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mackjlee9 · 10 months
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OKAY OKAY I kinda had this idea earlier and I kept thinking abt it.
male reader x leon kennedy but reader got this carlos oliveira vibe- like he's this gorgeous flirty man that's just head over heels for re4 leon who keeps rejecting him for x or y reason. reader after some tries gives up and keeps his distance from leon but leon gets weirded out when he notices reader's flirtyness is missing. leon then realizes he's totally in love with reader but it's not until infinite darkness that he asks reader out for the first time and reader gets so excited he regains his flirtyness towards leon. 😭 they're in love your honor.
Leon Kennedy x Flirty!Male!Reader [Angst&Fluff]
Again, RE4 Leon and Infinite Darkness Leon for this one.
Masterlist.
Resident Evil
Leon had heard more than a few times his coworkers complaining about (M/n), but not because he was bad at his job or rude to others, it was because of how much he flirted with everyone.
The number of women that had fallen in love with the man only to realize he just liked flirting with everyone, men and women alike, ending heartbroken, and earning a feeling of hate toward him, was beyond them.
Of course, Leon was warned about these (M/n) antics and how everything just seemed to be part of his personality, so Leon grew used to the flirty comments and paid no mind to them, even during missions.
"Is it hot in here or is it just you?" He said during one of the times they had to stay put for a bit or they were gonna get found out, and well, Ashley definitely found the situation funny, chuckling at the way Leon rolled his eyes and completely ignored (M/n)'s attempt at making him flustered, "Well, next time it'll work."
He leaned closer to Ashley, watching and hearing her giggles at his antics.
"He's head over heels for me," the blonde girl almost let out a boisterous laugh, but she managed to cover her mouth in time, and (M/n) couldn't help but smile as his flirting and jokes lightened up the mood.
Whenever he could, (M/n) would drop a flirty comment toward Leon, who would only roll his eyes or completely ignore him, and Ashley couldn't help but notice the small pout and puppy eyes he would give the blond while he wasn't looking. Leon had previously warned her about his partner and how flirty he was with everyone he talked to, but so far? (M/n) hasn't flirted with her once, and now she felt like she knew why.
"Hey, uh... (M/n)?" She called him in a whisper, and the man glanced behind his shoulder at her, waiting for Leon to come back, he simply hummed in response, "You actually... Have feelings for Leon, don't you?"
Shaking off the feeling of surprise, (M/n) smiled with a small chuckle as his face heated up, "Is it really that obvious?"
Before Ashley could respond to him, the sound of Leon's running steps made them stay alert once again, standing up from their crouching position.
"It's no use, it's a dead end, we'll have to go around," as they made their way out of the room, (M/n) tripped on a piece of wood and stumbled to his knees, groaning in pain. For a moment, Leon felt worried, what if he actually injured himself? He approached (M/n) and knelt in front of him, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Groaning again and nodding, (M/n) looked up at Leon, a playful smirk on his face and the blond was already sighing before even hearing him talk, "I just scraped my knee falling for you, gorgeous."
Ashley pressed her palm on her forehead, biting her lip to hold back her smile, and she watched Leon standing up and walking away in complete silence.
(M/n) sighed and stood up, ignoring the pain he felt in his leg, and Ashley only watched him with a sympathetic look in her eyes. "It'll work one day... It will..." He mumbled to himself as he followed behind Leon, making sure Ashley was safe in between them.
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On every mission they went on together (M/n) did the same thing, but he had started to tone down the flirting, especially after he realized that Leon seemed to have a thing for a certain woman in a red dress. And because of that, his flirting slowly stopped.
Not just with Leon, he wasn't flirting anymore, with anyone. And people around started the rumor that he got dumped, or rejected, but by who? Who was this person that made (M/n)- the guy that flirts as easily as breathing, just... Stop? No one knew, except (M/n) himself.
With the days turning into weeks, turning into months, (M/n) was silently walking around the office late at night. He had to stay late because he had some paperwork to do and reports to fill in, when he heard the muffled sounds of voices around the corner. Pretty much every agent had gone home for the day, or gone out on a mission, so he was really careful when he approached the corner, staying hidden and slowing his breath, paying close attention to the voices.
They were two women, talking about... Him?
"Not only hasn't he been flirting at all, he had been like, in a bad mood 24/7, it's annoying," gritting his teeth, (M/n) considered walking past them to let them know he heard them, but the other women spoke before he could.
"I don't know, he... He looks a little sad, as if he had his heart broken, and the last time I saw him flirting with someone was Agent Kennedy, do you think...?" The lady that spoke first scoffed, taking a sip of her tea.
"Servers him right, always playing with people's feelings, he got what he deserved," (M/n) held in his breath as he processed her words, was he really such a bad person? Was that what everyone thought of him? How everyone saw him?
It was true that he tends to flirt a lot, but it was only to lighten up the mood, he never did it with bad intentions, and he thought he always made sure he expressed he wasn't interested that way in someone...
Until he met Leon.
God, the way that man made his heart race... It only made him more flirty as a way to calm down, and maybe- hopefully- make Leon feel interested in him too but it only seemed to backfire. And now, they haven't talked in almost two weeks.
He sighed and decided he heard enough of the conversation between these two ladies, so he just walked past them, ignoring their squeals as they saw him.
"You think he heard us? He definitely heard us, Tiffany!" The lady that sort of defended him spoke, while the so-called Tiffany let out a dry laugh.
"Good~."
Yeah, good that I heard them...
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In the comfort of his bed, (M/n) lay awake. Replaying the same words over and over in his head. That question that just trailed in the air couldn't leave his mind, 'do you think...?' He knew what she wanted to ask.
Do you think he had feelings for Leon and he rejected him?
Well, it wasn't exactly like that, because he never confessed or asked him out, but every time he flirted with him, the pain in his chest kept increasing. It didn't matter how assertive and obvious he was, Leon would brush it off and dismiss his comment, unknowingly breaking his heart a little bit more every time. (M/n) could only tell himself that next time it'll work, he could fluster Leon next time, he just had to pick the right time...
But that next time never happened. Seeing how his comments were just released into the air, (M/n) slowly stopped caring. And that's how they had spent two weeks without talking. (M/n) just thought that being separated would help him get over Leon or make the blond miss him, but nothing. Of course, Leon didn't care about him enough to wonder and worry why he hasn't been behaving like himself, the reality left a bitter taste in his mouth, and he found it impossible to sleep that night, silently overthinking every decision he had taken in the past years.
But staying away from Leon didn't last long.
While (M/n) avoided eye contact with anyone in the President's office, Leon couldn't take his eyes away from him.
He didn't want to admit it, but this month they were apart... He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever he saw (M/n), silently eating his lunch and ignoring everyone and everything. Leon didn't have it in himself to ask him what was wrong, he was never big on reassuring others or giving advice, so he could only watch him from afar.
Despite everything, Leon missed him. He really did. It was weird not having (M/n) next to him at any given chance, flirting with him whenever he felt like it, and Leon wondered why he missed (M/n) so much.
The answer he got... Wasn't exactly ideal, per se. But he realized a few things about himself. One, why (M/n) flirting with others bothered him, and two, why his heart raced and body tingled when (M/n) would flirt with him. Both led to the same answer, and he felt like a complete idiot for not noticing sooner.
He liked (M/n). He wasn't sure he could say he was in love but, there was something there, some growing feelings.
With the whole mission going to shit and in an entirely different direction, Leon and (M/n) found themselves fighting for their life against a mutated Jason, Shen May's body slowly being corroded by the acid as they kept making their way up to prevent Jason from escaping the underground facility.
"Leon," (M/n) called him, and he signaled with his head toward the weapons stored a few feet away, "I'll distract him, go!" He shouted while lifting his pistol and shooting at Jason. The bullets weren't doing much against that thick skin he had now, but he made sure all his bullets -or most of them- landed on the very obvious glowing red spot on his chest.
Jason got irritated at the feeling of the bullets ricocheting off of him, and he turned toward (M/n), momentarily forgetting what he wanted to do, growling at him as he ran and jumped around to reach his new objective.
"Shit-!" He exclaimed while trying to run away, but Jason was faster and grabbed him, pressing painfully around his middle, making him release choked grunts, "Motherfucker..." He mumbled while trying, but failing to break free from Jason's grasp.
He just released what sounded like a laugh before throwing him off the edge of the platform. (M/n) managed to hold onto one of the pipes of the rail, groaning as he tried to pull himself up, but it was proving to be harder than he initially thought.
"(M/n)-!" Leon tried to run toward him after shooting the rocket, but he soon realized that Jason had managed to hold himself up and landed on another container, grabbing a piece of loose metal that was rapidly approaching his direction, "Fuck-!" He managed to dodge, but the platform kept shaking, its integrity wavering due to the corrosive acid.
Leon did everything he could, as quickly as he could, keeping an eye out for (M/n) who was still fighting to hold on, but his grip was slipping, and Leon wasn't gonna allow Jason to take another life.
And now, he couldn't stay still to watch how Jason slowly died in the acid, he had someone to rescue now. Landing on a nearby platform, Leon ran as fast as he could, almost feeling his legs give up with every step that echoed in the place, (M/n) was right there, he wasn't gonna let him die now, he knew... Leon knew he could save him, and that's what he's gonna do.
(M/n) groaned with gritted teeth as he tried to maintain his grip on the pipe, but his strength was giving up, and his mind was getting weak, convincing himself that this was it, and there was nothing he could do about it. He felt like an idiot who wasted his entire life when he didn't confess his feelings to Leon, now he would never get the chance to...
Sighing, (M/n) stopped fighting, letting his grip slip, and releasing the pipe.
Everything felt like it went in slow motion.
Leon saw how (M/n) started falling, and with tears in his eyes, he slid his way to him, barely managing to hook his leg around a pipe, while holding himself up to not fall in too, his free hand reaching (M/n)'s before it was too late.
He let out rapid breaths and tears spilled from his eyes down his face, looking into (M/n)'s (e/c) ones, who were staring up at him with surprise.
"I got you," (M/n) couldn't help but chuckle as he reached his other arm up to pull himself up with Leon's help, ending up pinning the male to the metal floor of the platform.
"Wanna go grab some beers? My treat," Leon smiled at him, and he found himself staring at (M/n)'s lips. Without uttering a word, Leon leaned up and pressed his lips on (M/n)'s, effectively catching the man off-guard, "Is... Is that a yes?"
Leon laughed and wrapped his arm around (M/n)'s neck, with his other intertwining their fingers together seeing as they were still holding onto each other.
"More than a yes, (M/n)."
(M/n) felt a shiver run down his spine, goosebumps appearing on his skin, and he couldn't hold back his smile as he leaned down to kiss Leon again.
If it wasn't because the place was about to fall in the acid they probably would've stayed there, kissing and giggling happily like teenagers in love.
Extended ending.
When everyone saw (M/n) walking inside past the main door, some people were happy to see him go back to his normal self, while others frowned as they dreaded the same flirty attitude from him, but everyone was caught off-guard when they saw Leon walk in right behind him, reaching for his hand and nudging him playfully with a giddy smile. (M/n) smiled at him and leaned closer to kiss Leon's cheek, going their separate ways from there.
Tiffany frowned at the sight and huffed, annoyed, while Moira had a small smile on her face, glad to know that whatever had happened between (M/n) and Leon was fixed and back to normal- well, better than normal.
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spoopdeedoop · 2 months
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hi i have some disorganized thoughts/hcs abt the found family human doctor au
(one of the thoughts being i should really give it a better name. another being YES this is only the nuwho doctors atm bc that's the only series i've watched so far apologies. if i ever get around to watching classic who i will add them trust)
BEHOLD my random, not at all in-depth headcanons
nine is the only one with a car out of all of them. they all keep bugging him to drive/pick them up from places -- he has mixed feelings about being the assigned taxi driver
both twelve and eleven are teachers -- college professor and preschool teacher respectively. twelve's students love them because he will say the most stupid, hilarious shit with a straight face without even knowing and eleven's students love him because he is the only teacher at the school that will dance with them during musical chairs (he doesn't even play the game. he just dances)
i want to make one of them an actual doctor but i don't think any of them could handle it unfortunately
they all share an an apartment flat on the same level -- nine, twelve and fifteen live in one room, ten, eleven and thirteen live in the one across from them. of course there are other people in the building too but they're all used to the strange loud hyperactivity of that particular flat. i think i'm using the right terminology here. yall know what im talking about
(i'm so tempted to make some companions be their neighbors)
nine and ten are the most insomniac of all of them, so they're used to bumping each other in the dead of night on their way to raid each other's respective fridges or something. very rarely thirteen will join them and they're like "WELL FANCY SEEING YOU HERE"
twelve does sleep, but like. he's nocturnal
eleven and ten hate each other in a sibling kind of way (see: day of the doctor). they are constantly sending each other death threats or tripping each other over. everyone is sick of it
sometimes when they're out shopping you'll hear ten yell "GET OUT OF THE FROZEN FOOD YOU NUMPTY WE ARE NOT BUYING FISH FINGERS" over the aisles and you'll hear eleven whine "WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH" back
(if you're lucky you'll be able to catch fifteen mumble "why did we put them in the same apartment. are we asking for an eviction notice")
eventually eleven will pick a random stray cat off the side of the road, take her home, and name her bowtie, which is a stupid name, so everyone just defaults to calling her kitty
kitty's favourite person is twelve, to eleven's absolute despair
(my original idea for this was to initially have ten hate the idea of living with a cat, since he's stated full on in the show that he doesn't like cats, but apparently there is some very obscure doctor who comic run in which he falls into a depressive spiral and adopts a cat whom he names rose-the-cat, so he might actually like cats idk?)
anyway ten hates her until he doesn't lmao. he vents to her when there's no one else home and she will Stare at him back and it is a very nice friendship
kitty and nine watch shitty romcom together
they have a joint groupchat together -- half of it is just thirteen and fifteen assigning everyone outfits they find on pinterest and the other half is eleven asking where everyone went (he keeps getting lost when they go out)
nine doesn't know how to download pictures off the internet and so resorts to manually editing memes together to send to the groupchat and everyone's like "girl that's so much more effort........."
(yes he doesn't know how to press save image to camera roll but he knows how to use a photo editor flawlessly. such is the logic of the idiocy of the doctors)
eleven and thirteen get along very well i think. they're the only two of the group to play video games and so they bond over that. they also have ridiculously similar clothing taste
sometimes they'll succeed in getting fifteen to play pokemon with them and then they'll proceed to not see him until the next day when he comes out of his room and goes "you didn't tell me plusle couldn't evolve i've been levelling it up all fucking night"
friday is assigned movie night (it's always big hero 6)
eleven is the only one to actively seek out physical affection, usually really abruptly like clinging to thirteen's back as she passes him in the hall or bapping ten with the palm of his hand until he sighs and gives him a hug. he does expect a platonic kiss on the forehead from anyone before he goes to bed and will complain if he doesn't get one
anyway thats it i'm sick in the head and really sad. if this keeps up i may be forced to actually write a fic
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heartsoji · 1 year
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falling in love with your roommate, suna rintaro
roommates to lovers
a/n: i haven't read the manga so i don't rly know anything abt rin's fam situation - sorry if any info is incorrect loll also this is more of like a college au?? idk if rin went to college but here it is
a/n pt. 2: i kinda switch between using rin and suna sorry
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"rintaro!"
"what?"
"aren't you tired of living in my home, still? you're 21! i'm sure all of your friends have moved out already, right? most of them probably moved out at 18, but you haven't budged an inch!" mrs. suna scolded.
"yeah, yeah, pipe down, mom. i'll move out soon, i promise."
"no! it was fine that you stayed home for your freshman year of college, and i thought that you'd start being independent for your sophomore year, but you're still completely dependent on us! you don't cook, buy groceries, clean, or do any work around here! what are you going to do when you've graduated and you don't know how to run a washing machine?"
"yes, yes, i'm sorry."
"and i was very understanding of the fact that you didn't want to move into a dorm, but aren't you tired of commuting hours away when you could just get a closer apartment?"
"mhm, mhm."
she sighed. "rintaro, you know im only saying this because i care about you. i want you to be independent and strong, you know?"
"yep. i just booked an apartment tour via online."
"and i- huh?"
yeah.
soon after he decided the apartment was in good enough condition to be living in, he rented it out and moved in.
on his moving day, he met you.
"hi! you're.. suna rintaro, right? sorry i wasn't there on your tour day. i'm your new roommate, l/n! nice to meet you." you said, a friendly smile on your features.
stoically, suna replied, "good to meet you."
at first, you and suna kinda kept to yourselves. you were polite to each other, of course, but there wasn't much talking, only coexisting.
that is, until you discovered his grocery bills.
"$18... you've been surviving on $18?!" you looked at him in shock.
"yeah. is that weird?"
"damn right it is! what are you even buying?"
"well.. i don't know how to cook anything, so i mostly order door dash. my grocery bill is from instant ramen, chuppets, eggs, and milk."
you stare at him blankly.
"you've been eating nothing but door dash, instant ramen, candy, eggs, and milk for the past 2 months?"
"yeah."
this guy.
he just stands there awkwardly at you laugh at him.
from then on, you two become closer.
you taught him basic recipes to make using groceries you taught him to buy, (imagine his shock when his bill came out to be like $60.. and you were like "bro that's normal") you taught him how to use a washing machine, ("oh, so you put the detergent in this compartment..") etc. just basic household chores, but he was so impressed.
eventually, you two stopped being friendly roommates and just became friends.
he was a good listener. you'd rant to him about your problems, no matter how insignificant, and he'd listen to you carefully, and you never felt like your problems were stupid whenever you talked to him.
you two started hanging out a lot. you'd study together at cafes, go to amusement parks on weekends, and just chill at home together.
and as much as you hated to admit it, you had started developing feelings for your roomie.
i mean, how could you not? he was tall, handsome, kind, funny, cheeky, and it certainly helped that you got to see him all tired in the mornings.
you didn't really know if he felt the same way, but if he did, he was a real bitch, because at some point, your relationship became kind of flirty, and he'd give you butterflies on a daily basis.
you two would watch scary movies and he'd let you cling to him, giving your terrified features a teasey smile every now and then.
he'd walk around the apartment with his toned abs out, and his sweats dangerously low on his hips.
when you guys went on walks, he'd give you his hoodie if it got cold.
whenever you'd go on long rants, he'd just stare at your face with love in his eyes. "and then i-what is it, rin?" "nothing, pretty."
like sir you can't just do that. you're too handsome to do that without risk of heart explosion.
then, one day, unexpectedly, he popped the question.
you two were watching a cheesy romcom for the 5th time, sharing a pot of instant ramen, and at the same moment that the male lead said to the female lead, "i like you. a lot. i have for a while now," rin did too.
it wasn't grand.
it wasn't loud.
it wasn't annoying.
you weren't even sure if he meant it.
but when you saw him looking at you, nervous, awaiting a response, you knew he did.
so, at the same time the female lead said, "me too," you did too.
then, with the cheesy romantic music playing in the back, you guys gave each other cheesy smiles, and he planted a cheesy peck on your cheek.
it was subtle.
it was sweet.
it was cheesy.
it was familiar.
it was uncharacteristically romantic and sentimental.
it was just like how your future relationship with your roomie and best friend, suna rintaro, was going to be.
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webslingingslasher · 5 months
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do u think when peter and trouble “broke up” he’d get pretty sensitive abt everything? like i imagine him hearing a guy from the football team or something scored a date with trouble and he just feels… defeated or how she still talks to ethan and go to lunch or a get coffee together which just drives him fucking nuts because ‘you’re supposed to be with me. right here. right now. this second.’ ://
yeah.
there's a diner off 113th, it's tiny and the food isn't that great. peter went with ethan one day on a whim and for being so close to campus the only people occupying the space were over sixty.
peter was hungover and while it wasn't special it made him feel better.
then, he brings you. and he did give a fair warning, but he thought you'd love it anyway. you ate the toast off his plate, you shared your hashbrowns and for the first time peter didn't mind sharing food.
each time you'd sit across from him in that diner, peter would watch you sip on coffee, then some of his orange juice. you'd never fail at sharing something that made him laugh.
one time you were there for four hours and neither of you noticed.
after the dozenth trip, you asked him if he thought everything was mediocre or if there was one shining dish. peter said no, everything is the same flavor of bland. you told him you should try the entire menu.
a new tradition. each visit he'd over a new meal and you'd do the same, then split them down the middle and swap halfway through.
it was sacred for him, peter could just have a quiet morning with you, no one was around, the looming questions that happen in his bedroom don't exist at that wooden table.
when it was just you and him, he felt unstoppable.
there were fourteen meals and seven visits away from finishing the menu when you stopped coming. it was something he avoided after you walked away from him, he couldn't even look down that side of the street for weeks.
until one morning after another night of drinking way too much, ethan tells him the only cure was retirement home food from that one diner. peter's a little too clouded and agrees, it's just a diner and it's just shitty food.
but it's not. the second his hand wraps around the doorhandle a wash of memory coats him, your arm is supposed to wrap around his, you're supposed you bump your hip into his, you're supposed to pull him to your table.
your table, it's funny he thinks of it that way. he doesn't understand how he's not supposed to when all he can think of is the secret kisses and delicate touches you shared. the moments he's told you more than he ever has to anyone else.
ethan's trying to talk to him but peter can't listen, the menu feels like fire under his fingers. ethan's sitting in your seat and he feels a pressure in his chest build, the table's wobbly because your elbows not there to level it.
the words are gibberish, all he can focus on is number seventeen, you told him you'd get it next time.
ethan orders coffee and seventeen. peter loses it, he can't be in here. that was supposed to be your seat and that was supposed to be your coffee and that was supposed to be your meal.
and you were supposed to be here with him. but you're not.
'i have to go.' the table shakes when he stands, his hands do the same in his pockets. it's so fucking cold outside, you'd dig your hands under his shirt for warmth and peter never understood how it worked for you, because he felt like he was getting burned by your touch instead.
he can never go back because you left him. peter tells himself it's fine because the diner is shit anyways.
it just wasn't as bad with you.
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gorgeouslypink · 4 months
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hey pink!
i was hoping you could offer some encouragement and advice to me. basically the entire luckyvoidgirl thing yesterday, i acctually liked her success story, it made sense to me and i even listened to cee's subliminal and my parents ended up saying i don't have to go to this dumb event i was dreading so im even seeing successes with it
the thing was she said something that i can't stop thinking about. she said that a lot of tumblr is just misinformation and that the original blog that brought the void to tumblr was divineangelbee and she was exposed for lying about the void. everyone just copied whatever she said and kept spreading the same stuff she put out but her own experience was all a lie. it really got me thinking about how educated this community is about loa, like the void state and loa is so intertwined. luckyvoidgirl never said she used loa and she did something different but she got so much flack bc the void community on tumblr is so deeprooted in loa, possibly bc of angel. but anyways for a community that is so deeprooted in loa, so many people haven't entered and even worse, so many bloggers have been exposed for lying about their success story. the crazy thing is its so easy to lie on tumblr so the fact that so many have gotten caught makes me wonder how many we haven't even caught and really how does a community that knows loa struggle like this.
idk i just can't stop thinking about this and was hoping for some guidance.
hey love! im technically on break but you're not the only one spiraling so i rlly wanted to answer this.
first of all, i want to say she's just lying and this community is great but i can't. the truth of the matter is she is right. the person who brought the void to tumblr was @divineangelbee and she was the one who went around saying it was super easy and anyone can do it and she was and is still pretty much the blueprint for how a lot of voidstate tumblr thinks, but she was exposed for harassing her friends to enter the void for her. since then, many other bloggers who basically parrot the same thing as her have been exposed as well.
however i want to highlight something here. just because someone preaches something and it doesn't work out for them doesn't mean it's false. this is a super old argument, like back when bloggers like cleo and raven were super popular but people were arguing abt Sammy Ingram. basically she was a big affirm and persist girlie and people were going at her for saying this but never losing any weight (her main goal with manifestation was to lose weight but she never did and just gaslighted anyone who pointed it out, saying they were bodyshaming her). while something was off for sammy (maybe she didn't persist or maybe she just didn't bother doing her method at all), her method worked for so many people. there's boatloads and boatloads of success stories from her videos and methods. so someone can be lying about the void and still be giving legit advice.
however, the void state community on tumblr DOES have a lot of misinformation. ive seen people claim the void state is just SATS, just alpha state, theta state, delta state, it's acc just a placebo for you to guarantee manifestations, and all sorts of nonsense. now there's a new addition, people who tell you to pay money and they'll get you into the void state. it's honestly crazy how hard the community went against the luckyvoidgirl but not some of the other stuff i see here.
but anyways, what do you do?
you need to realize that you entering the void has nothing to do with the state of the void community on tumblr. people lying abt entering the void doesnt make the void a lie, it makes them a liar.
ive been in that position where i hailed bloggers and felt attached to this community so drama here messed with me internally. you shouldn't be doing that. please read my Doubts post where i talk about overcoming this and also provide many sources of proof that the void is real so that you don't need to rely on tumblr to know that:
also it helps to find a few reputable sources. i just wanted to give a shout out to someone rn: @voidprincessblog
her page is the page i would recommend to everyone. you can tell the amount of research and effort she puts into every post and you can trust her to be a reputable source on info.
im going to attach this other post of mine for you as well:
i wish you the best of luck on your void journey and hope this helps! 💟
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satrs · 10 months
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Heyyy! Hope you're doing well!
Thinking about soft dom Inumaki rn tho. Like what if she was so soft but reader basically begged him to take more control, take more control, maybe use his cursed speech on them on minor things? Like scareming his name etc.
So yeah do with that request as you see fit lol
ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ yesss he needs some more attention like fr! i feel like almost no one talks abt my baby anymore like??? C'MON!!
I'm doing fine and I hope u do too! Thanks for the request and have a lovely day/night/evening!^^
ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ!
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ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; dom!inumaki toge x sub!fem!reader
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 0.7k
TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI! fingering. nipple sucking (on fem!).
ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!
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"You don't gotta be so soft with me all the time Toge. I'm not made out of glass, you know."
Inumaki couldn't believe what he just heard. Where was that coming from? And what do you mean with 'not soft?' Did you want him to be rougher with you? Slap you? His questioning expression caused you to chuckle, turning around on your position on the bed, fully facing him. "I love how we fuck. It's just- maybe take more control? It's just that-"
He drowned out your words completely as he starred holes into the celling above him. Take more control? But how could he when his sweet little girl was just so breathtakingly gorgeous when she took what she wanted?
And you're wrong. For him, you are made out of glass, such delicate skin and angelic body almost too perfect to have a single rough finger layed on.
But on the other hand, you are is gorgeous girl so why complain to your requests? If that's what you really want, he would give it to you.
He didn't even knew what you were rambling about as his mouth moved almost on it's own without much mind too it.
"Quiet."
As if on cue, you immediately stopped talking, eyes widdening as you realized what he just did. You heart beats rapidly with excitement as you bit your lower lip when you noticed him crawling ontop of you, sly smirk adoring his handsome face.
He didn't have to utter a word for you to understand what was on his mind right now, moving your hand to your top in an attempt to strip naked.
"Don't do that." And again, you helplessly withdrawn your hand back to it's previous spot but this time, not on cursed command but solely on his words alone, big orbs starred up at him in anticipation. His gaze flickered between your eyes and lips before giving into the temption to capture your lips with his, sighing into your mouth at your delicate taste.
His hands explored your body, squezzing your breast in his hand while the other hand was occupied with finding it's way into your flimsy panties.
His lips parted from yours, directly attacking your neck with wet and sloppy kisses and licks, sucking marks onto your tender skin before returning back to caputer your neglected nipple into his mouth. You moaned at his actions, hands tangling into his white locks only to be slapped away and pinned next to your head.
His fingers played with your slick folds, small circles being drawn onto your clit as you bucked up into his touch needily. As his fingers slowly entered your aching hole he let out a groan at the feeling of your velvet walls sucking his fingers in so graciously.
Your breathing was turning heavier with each movement of his fingers, toes curling in pleasure as he hit that one particular spot inside of you. Sinful sounds escaped your mouth as your vision slowly blurred with the increasing of his finger's movements, hand desperatly clinging onto his head then his hand in an attempt to escape the almost too pleasurable feeling of both his mouth and hand working wonders on you.
He took your weak hand in his, interwinding your fingers to stop your pitiful actions. "Tell me how you feel."
A slight electric tingle went through your body at the cursed command, almost to deep in pleasure to answer. "T-too good! I can't- I'm gonna cum Toge! Sososo good!"
He hummed in content at your answer, attention turning back to your body as he drew you near the edge with every second passing.
With one last curl of his fingers your back arched into his touch, mouth falling open as praises and cries of his name came past them while you unraveled underneath him.
While you came down from your high you tried to break free of his grasp, only for his interlocked fingers to tighten their grip as his other hand worked on his pants. "Don't move." He said, slight whine flying past your lips as you licked your lip in anticipation.
A good talk always brings good outcomes, right?
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ashdreams2023 · 9 months
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Hello! Can u do one where Snape and student reader has a platonic bantering relationship? Like Snape favors them a lot and students and teachers clearly notices but Snape and Student likes to go back and forth with petty insults. Kinda like making the other students and professors confused if Snape actually favors them or not. But when someone insults the other they would passionately defend them. Something along the lines of "only I can insult Snape/Student" It can be like Snape is complaining abt Student to McGonagall then suddenly McGonagall agrees and adds her complaints making Severus defend student suddenly. Or when Student is complaining to her friends abt how awful Snape is but when her friends insult him she also defends him. HAHAHAHA i don't know if it makes sense so I understand if u can't make it lol.
Git
Platonic severus snape x reader
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Severus didn’t like when students disrespected him, just because he’s young didn’t mean he wasn’t worthy out it.
That’s one of many reasons he’s so strict, students just learn to stay out of his way like that but then again there we’re always the ones who just didn’t get the hint.
And one of them was you.
Honestly you were bound to be trouble the second you opened your mouth in his classroom, left him gritting his teeth and furiously angry at the house you were from.
You were blunt, annoying and hotheaded.
"But Professor just one last chance! You need too you know this was not my best performance!"
"Sounds like a you problem."
It would be like that then after some more nagging he would give in because you we’re starting to give him a headache and he couldn’t give you detention for asking for help.
At one point he just gave up with your tactics all together and what made it worse was that you kept your promises, you did your work, participated in class, and regardless of the back talk and half assed comments at each other you were not, dare he say…insufferable but just more tolerable than most.
Although minerva likes to say you’re his favorite but he denies it every time, he doesn’t have favorites and he merely tolerates you.
"Severus due give this to young miss [——] when you go to the great hall"
"Do I look like an owl Minerva?" He said irritated.
The older professor gave him a look before he groaned and took the textbook and went on his way to the great hall where students were starting to gather in for lunch.
The great hall was buzzing with chatter, students were too busy to notice him enter and he liked it that way, he looked around then landed his eyes on you sitting on the gryffindor table to his pleasure, chatting with potter and granger.
He approached you slowly but stopped when he heard potter mentioning him.
"I swear I can’t do it anymore! If I get another troll on my next assignment I’m gonna try convincing Dumbledore that it’s not necessary in the curriculum"
"Don’t be dramatic, potions just need some focusing and if you tried not picking fight with snape things would be easier, I know he’s an ass but come on" you replied.
Hermione cleared her throat "it’s Professor Dumbledore Harry and professor snape to you!" She pointed at you but you just shrugged "moral of the story she’s right Harry you just need to focus, try to pay attention in class instead of neglecting your grades just to spite professor snape"
Harry crossed his arms "easy for her to say, she’s his favorite, it’s honestly starting to piss me off! He’s a git who only cares about his own house and I hope he does get that dark arts position at least then he would leave hogwarts one way or another!"
Harry regretted his words the second they left his mouth, the look you gave him was a mix of shock and angry.
"What is wrong with you?! I know he’s a git, he’s unfair and sometimes plain unreasonable when he feels like it but wishing death on him just because you dislike him!"
"[——] calm down Harry didn’t mean it like that!"
"That’s not-"
"That’s exactly what you meant Harry! He’s mean but he’s not a monster" you said all of that while not realizing snape was standing right there, watching and observing the whole thing.
It made his chest a tad tight, he hated the feeling but the look of absolute shame on Harry’s face made him satisfied.
Maybe he does have favorites.
"Snape? What are you doing with my textbook!" You said finally noticing him standing there with you transfigurations textbook. He scoffed and handed you the textbook.
"You brats would lose your head if it they weren’t attached to your body"
You frowned and took your textbook from him.
"I remember important stuff…like washing my hair" you smirked
Snape glared at you, screw what he just thought, you were still annoying.
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mausinly · 6 months
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Baby fever got me thinking abt ghost and kids <3
Ghost finds himself leaning against a stone wall, fiddling with the straps of his gear as he listens to the bustle of the locals. He's in a more rural part of the city, one half full of shops and restaurants and the occasional pub (of which Ghost is waiting for Gaz and Soap outside of), the other half being a neighborhood on the other side of the cobblestone wall behind him.
It was meant to be a more casual mission, gather some intel and do a bit of a stakeout. Gaz and Soap would chat with a man that has information for them, while Ghost waited outside in case there was trouble or they needed to make a quick escape. After a few hours, he quickly realized this wasn't much of a mission at all.
It was peaceful though, a breath of fresh air compared to the adrenaline and bloodshed of his usual work. He was debating on calling it all a bust and dragging his boys back to base when a small sound hit his ears.
He went silent for a moment before he heard it again, a small whisper of a voice beckoning for his attention.
Ghost lets out a sigh. "The hell...?" He looks around, trying to pinpoint the source of the sound.
"Psst. Up here." A small voice calls from... above him?
Ghost looks up to see a face peering down at him from the top of the stone wall, a few meters above him. A small child, a little girl with short, red curls, peeks over the stone to look at him with big brown eyes.
The two of them just stare at each other for a few beats, observing one another warily until the girl speaks up.
"Are you a soldier?" She asks him with a surprising amount of confidence, speaking with a bluntness that only children seemed to possess.
Ghost pushes himself off of the wall to turn and look at her fully, glancing back at the pub to check for his team before looking back at her.
"Affirmative." He says simply, giving a little nod before falling back into silence.
The girl looks puzzled at the unfamiliar word, but uses her context clues to conclude that it means yes. She steps up a little more, crossing her arms over the top of the wall to look down at him better.
"My nana was a soldier... I think." The little girl says, her tone a little uncertain. "My mum said she used to fly planes and we have a picture of her with a bunch of medals."
"I've never seen a soldier in real life, though." She adds.
Ghost can't help the small chuckle that rumbles from his chest at the child's observation. "That so? Your nan sounds pretty interesting." His eyes crease as he smiles up at her from under his balaclava. "I'll let you in on a little secret... being a soldier's pretty boring a lot of the time."
The girl gives Ghost another quizzical look, blinking those big doe eyes at him. "How? Don't you get to fight bad guys and shoot big guns?"
Ghost supposes she isn't wrong. A lot of his work does include diving headfirst into enemy territory, fighting the desert sun and blowing up old "friends". He still lets out a small laugh at the girl's naivety. Ghost wonders if he'd ever been that innocent once, maybe when he was a toddler and the cruel world his father built hadn't yet beat down on him.
"Sometimes." He says finally. "But there's also a lot of sitting—waiting for things to happen. And paperwork." He tacks on.
The girl makes a face. "Like taxes?"
Ghost nods solemnly. "Like taxes."
The girl makes a soft, long "oh" sound before they fall into silence. Ghost looks back at the pub, half hoping to see Soap and Gaz walk out and half hoping they stay inside so he can keep talking to this silly little kid.
"My names Ginny, by the way." The girl pipes up. "What's yours?"
He debates in his head for a moment. "Ghost." He says finally.
Ginny makes another face. "Ghost? Like a dead person? That's a funny name." She says bluntly. "Is it a nickname? Technically Ginny is my nickname."
Ghost listens as she rambles a little, waiting for her to finish so he can answer her questions. "Yep, like a dead person. And yes, it's kind of like a nickname."
"Do they always give you silly names in the mil-militry?" Ginny tries to ask, scrunching up her face a little as she struggles to pronounce "military".
"Sometimes." He says again. "Sometimes you choose your own, sometimes it starts as a nickname that sticks around."
"Did you choose yours?" She asks.
"No." He replies.
Before Ginny can bombard him with any more questions, a voice calls from somewhere far off, making the girl look behind her. She calls back to whoever is summoning her and turns back to Ghost.
"My mum's home, I've got to go." She says, her tone a little flat as she seems disappointed to leave.
"Alright. I'll see you around, Ginny." Ghost bids her farewell. "Be good for your folks."
"I will! Bye-bye, Ghost." The girl gives a determined nod, waving goodbye to him before stepping down and disappeared behind the other side of the wall.
Ghost stands there for God knows how long, in his own little world until Soap walks up behind him with Gaz in tow. The sargeant claps him on the shoulder about how the mission was a bust and apparently the man didn't have all the info they needed. Thankfully, he'd have what they needed at a later date. All Ghost hears is "we'll be coming back here soon".
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