#yeesh I'm trying my best

[pileofmush]

i have a request for a luffy drabble!! i think he should be making a list/writing a love letter to you specifically :) what would he say?? 🫠💕

details ➸ tags: nothin but fluff! self-indulgent, teehee. // wc 0.7k

a/n ➸ this request is so cute! i'm melting. ty kitty for asking the real questions here.

Hey. Don’t throw this away, okay? This is important. 

Read this now. 

Duh, Usopp says. Of course you’re reading this right now. He says he’s a very reputable source in the affairs of love—just look at him and Kaya. I dunno what that all means, but I guess he knows what he’s talking about. 

Usopp says I should just tell you how I feel. I do that everyday, but he says maybe writing it down would be helpful. You're the one with the fancy words, not me, but I'll give it a try.

So! Finish reading this. 

And then read it again when you start to think too much about things that don’t matter. Don’t pretend you don’t do that. I know you, and there’s no point lying to a sheet of paper. So when you go quiet like you sometimes do, and your thoughts start to hurt you, follow my instructions and read this. Then come find me and ask for a hug. ‘Kay? Captain’s orders. 

HERE’S SEVEN THINGS I LIKE ABOUT YOU! YES, YOU.

1. Your smile!

Sanji could probably go on and on about how you’re gorgeous, stunning, beautiful—all those words—when you smile. And all those things are true! But you’re also the most… you. When you smile.

You have different kinds of smiles: big ones! Small ones! Encouraging ones! Those smiles that mean you know something I don’t, and you can’t keep it in much longer.

But what I like best about your smiles is when they’re just for me. It feels a bit like a secret. And I don’t like keeping secrets, but I don’t mind those secret smiles you share with me. 

2. Your laugh!

Your laugh is so… What’s the word? Contagious. That’s it. You are contagious. Just like your laugh. I like it when you bite your lip to try to hold it in, and when it bursts out anyway. I don’t know why you try. Nothing in the world sounds better than your hyena cackle, trust me. You’d give evil witches a run for their money. 

You like to look at me whenever you laugh, I’ve noticed. Like you wanna know if I find it funny too. I don’t think you even mean to do it. You just do. But that’s okay. I’m usually already looking at you.

3. You’re easy to pick up! 

If I’m not supposed to throw you over my shoulder and run, why do you make it so easy? 

4. You’re expressive!

You like to think you’re so mysterious. Too bad! You’re wrong. I know those books you like to read aren’t “intellectual” like you say they are. Pretty sure they wouldn’t make you squeal and cover your face with your hands if they were. I wish you wouldn’t cover it. I like the faces you make when you’re nervous. 

You’re probably nervous right now, aren’t you? You’re so easy to rile up! I like that about you, too. You get sort of mad, sort of not when I point it out. Your eyebrows scrunch and your mouth curves up and you cross your arms, all firm. I never know if you wanna kiss me or hit me. It’s cute. And fun. But wow, do you get a potty mouth when you're really nervous. Your words turn sharp and so does your stare, like you wanna cut me open with your eyes. Like it’s my fault that you’re stuttering out a quick, “Shut the fuck up.” Yeesh. You almost hurt my feelings there!

Just kidding. 

5. You’re loud!

Even when you’re quiet. Especially when you’re not. 

I like your voice. I like how it sounds when you just wake up. I like it when you finally sing the song you’ve been humming all day. I like it when you organize your thoughts out loud, and when you tell me about a joke Franky made earlier, and when you get real close and whisper things only meant for me to hear. 

Sometimes, when I think, it’s your voice I’m thinking in. I like that, too. 

So be even louder for me. Okay? ‘Cause everything you say is special, and I wanna hear it all. 

6. You’re patient! 

And kind. And smart and funny and mine. 

7. You’re everything. 

I like you ‘cause I like you. Isn’t it obvious? It’s not like I try to hide it.

So don’t hide from me. 

—Luffy

#mushy writes .𖥔 ݁ ˖ #this is me writing as luffy writing to me... inception #luffy x reader #monkey d. luffy x reader #one piece #one piece imagines #one piece fanfiction #fluff #one piece fluff #m.luffy #m.op #off the cuff;

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Hi, hi dove!! 🥺🥺💖💖💖 congrats on 400+ :D I'd like to request 'whispers of the past' with poly leona and vil (I am slowly being converted 😔😔😔😔) have this btw :))

Visions of the Past; Leona Kingscholar & Vil Schoenheit

Content; gender-neutral reader, past established polyam relationship

Word Count; 800+

A/N; Hi Soru!!! I whipped this bad boy out surprisingly fast (now that the writer's block is semi-gone) ... I will forgive you for that photo though since I'm conflicted about it in this context.

Please do not put my work into AI. If you would like to see more of my work check out my masterlist!

No wonder the house was a steal. But in this economy? You were willing to do a few renovations, maybe do battle with a spider or two, and make the best with what you had, since there was no way another opportunity like this would show its face any time soon.

Plus you were sick and tired of living with roommates that kept you up, didn’t clean up after themselves, AND ate YOUR leftovers. So yeah, creepy house it is! But a creepy house all to yourself!

You lugged your last box into the living room where you had an air mattress all set up since you didn’t trust the bedroom not to have its fair share of creepy crawlies. So the living room will do for now.

Only downside?

It was freezing, so cold that you could see your breath.

“Place is probably haunted,” one of your friends had chimed when you told them the news.

You huffed out a breath, rubbing your hands over your arms to fight away the goosebumps. “There is no such thing as ghosts,” you muttered.

Lounging on your air mattress though was a being that very much proved that statement wrong — not that you could see him — and another was standing next to you, studying your features.

You shook your head though, grabbed a broom, and made your way to another room, leaving the two figures alone again.

“So,” the man lounging on the air mattress spoke up, side-eyeing the other ghost, “they finally came back.”

The other ghost tutted, “They won’t remember anything, Leona, so don’t—”

Leona sighed and placed a translucent hand over his eyes, “I know better than to interfere, Vil.”

They both knew you, but you were different. Yes you didn’t look the same, but they could both tell your spirit regardless of appearances; that was what they had fallen for too.

The back-and-forth bickering that ended in soft looks. Of lazy afternoons spent resting in each other's laps. Of a tenacious person who wasn’t scared or intimidated by either of them. 

You had captured their hearts in life, and oh, how they missed you in death.

They couldn’t move on, and at first it frustrated them both to no end — such is evident at the state of the house — but now, you were back, and for the first time in decades both Leona and Vil felt like their hearts were beating.

Yes, they had each other as company, but it felt like something was missing, a crucial piece. The crucial piece was you, you helped balance them out. You made it work.

“DAMMIT!” 

Leona and Vil became invisible again as you ran out of the kitchen, chasing a bird out.

There’s that fire.

You slammed the door shut after you made sure there weren’t any more avian intruders making residence in your place.

“Note to self, make sure the house is empty before setting up camp. Yeesh,” you sighed, rubbing at your temple.

“Pft!”

Leona gave Vil a questioning look. Why did you make a sound? 

Vil was wearing a soft smile, even though he had nearly blown their cover. And it made Leona pause; he hadn’t seen Vil smile like that for a long time.

You tensed and squinted your eyes. “Who’s there? Just so you know, I’m armed!” 

With a broom and some attitude, herbivore.

Leona looked at Vil and then at you. And Vil looked at you and then at Leona. They were both trying to decide what to make of this situation. Trying to decide whether or not to pick up where they had left off in the past, or to leave well enough alone. Whether or not to listen to their head or their heart.

Leona grumbled but decided enough was enough. If the three of you were going to be living together again, it was best to get everything back in the open and not waiting around.

Vil raised his brow, but understood what the grumbling was about.

“And we’ve been waiting,” Vil sighed, slowly appearing next to you.

Your eyes widened upon seeing him, and they nearly bugged out of your head upon seeing another man appear right behind him.

They didn’t step forward, instead, they waited, curious to see your reaction. Curious to see if you were still as bold as you used to be.

You took a deep breath, gathering your wits before looking back at them. “Nice to see you too… both of you.”

No such thing as ghosts. That’s what you had told others so they didn’t think you were completely out of your mind. Who would buy a house knowing it was haunted?

You would, especially after seeing the photos of the two men with a third figure that plucked at a heartstring. You felt at home here. This — they — was your home.

“I missed you.”

~~~~~~~

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Tags; @azulashengrottospiano @eynnwwyjth @inkybloom-luv @ithseem @savanaclaw1996 @syrenkitsune @twistwonderlanddevotee @xxoomiii

#dove does events #twst #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingscholar x gn reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x gn reader #leona x reader x vil #vil x reader x leona #leovil x reader #polyam reader #yes they kiss each other and reader; because i am here to provide some food for you #i should get a pillow cross-stitched with “a broom and some attitude” #soru! #the spit take i did when i saw that photo in my ask box #WHY DID YOU INCLUDE THAT PHOTO OF ROOK? HE ISN'T EVEN A PART OF YOUR ASK?!

[sunshine-scented]

Hehe Hello hello Can i request Wukong, Macaque and Mk ( platonic on Mk one, because Wanna make Reader being a mother to him )

A goddess Reader that's well Tf so gorgeous so handsome they can cook they can do anything so basically How they Thought and say like " Hm? Oh reader yeah i know him they blablabla " On reader just wanna seee i might love this one

Olso have a great day luv your Work And take a rest and drink a lot of water

- ✨ Yuzex ✨

Cute~ I've definitely heard about these type of concepts before, I'm glad I get to make one of them!

❀ Tell me more, don't be shy ❀

: Them talking about their s/o when asked, voice lines hc!

: Sun Wukong, Macaque, MK(platonic) x reader

: Fluff!!

Sun Wukong

About (Name); showing off

"You've met (Name) already? I mean, that's great and all but I was the first one to meet them so hah! What do you mean that it doesn't matter? Uh, duh? It's (Name)?? The best person you will ever meet in your entire life until you die???? Keep up bud"

About (Name); hidden secret

"Wh...what are you doing touching me like that? Huh? (Name) told you I liked scratches on my fur? Wha— ughhh, I told them to keep it a secrettt...whatever, you're not allowed to touch me, only (Name) is allowed in that, hmph"

About (Name); Adoring

"If there's one thing I absolute adore about (Name) that isn't them existing, it's them in general. No really, I mean it. I love how they make me feel better by just talking to me about the weather, I love how easy it is to be myself with them. I just love them so much you know? It's hard to explain but basically, if they were to disappear in this world, then I would flatten mountains, empty oceans, and flip the world upside down until I get them back into my arms."

About (Name); Facts

"Did you know (Name) liked that color in their shirts? I always see them wear those kind of clothes with that style. Oh! Those birds over there yeah? They think they're cute and often stare at them when they're zoning out. And that one over there? That's their favorite place to eat. Also— MPHH?! Ack- why did you cover my mouth all of the sudden?! Yeesh, have some respect, anyways, did you know that (Name) really liked those kind of shoes—"

Six eared Macaque

About (Name); first impressions

"To be completely honest, I didn't think I'd like them as much as I do now. I thought that they were just some ordinary being not worth my time, yet when they talked to me over and over again, suddenly, I felt rather...lonely whenever they're gone. Heh, how annoying of them♡"

About (Name); soft spots

"...You won't leave me alone until I tell you more about (Name) huh? You're lucky I like talking about them so much. However, if I did try talking about them more we'd be here until I decide to stop holding grudges..Huh? I'm going soft? You seriously just realized?"

About (Name); voice

"(Name) once told me that they found my voice soothing to listen to. I'll admit, it took me by surprise the first time they mentioned it, yet that boldness they showed at that moment was attractive of them. Telling me something I never knew people liked about me? And told by the one person you'd kill a whole nation for? Sends shivers down my spine"

About (Name); Sleep

"Knowing me, I never got a lot of sleep. And even if I did it's probably somewhere about 4 hours and then boom, a nightmare to haunt my life until I die. Twice. As cliche as it sounds, I sleep better when (Name) is with me. Something about their arms sharing their warmth into mine never fails to lull me to sleep. Perhaps it's also the fact that they sometimes hum small melodies or run their hands onto my hair to sooth me from whatever's on my mind. It's now mandatory that they stay with me everytime I'm going to sleep, hopefully they don't mind~"

MK

About (Name); excitement

"Huh?! You know about (Name)?!?! That's so cool! (Name)'s so cool!!!! They're so nice and caring and amazing and caring and nice and caring you know? I want to grow up to be just as nice and caring and amazing and caring and caring and nice as them!"

About (Name); injuries

"Look! I'm a mummy! Hehehe I'm not actually one, it's just that I got into this hugee battle with a demon and the aftermath got me all these scars and bruises. (Name) was not happy, gosh, the look on their face when they wrapped bandages on my body while they gave me a whole hour long lecture was so..*shiver* remind me to take better care of myself please"

About (Name); snacks

"My bag is a little bit heavier than usual, maybe it's because of the multiple snacks (Name) keeps inside it. I mean, I'm not complaining, I like the snacks they give me. But a hero's gotta have agility too you know! How am I gonna heroically jump on buildings and beat demons with a heavy bag of super delicious extremely amazing and over the top golden snacks that (Name) gives me?"

About (Name); Lessons

"I think (Name) saw how stressed I am with this whole hero thing, first it was DBK, then spider queen, LDB and now this Asare Leon guy or whatever his name was. It's like I can't keep anything from them. Yet, they still treated me gently and talked to me about how everything happens for a reason, I'm living this life because I'm strong enough to live it. Honestly, I'm glad they told me this, if it weren't for them, I would have been eaten alive by some stinky demon, ewww"

I'm trying so hard not to make another Nezha fic it's literally mental torture

#lmk #lmk x reader #lmk x sun wukong #monkie kid #lego monkie kid #monkie kid x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #Wukong #sun Wukong #wukong x reader #sun wukong x reader #lmk wukong x reader #mk #mk x reader #lmk mk x reader #lmk macaque #macaque x reader #lmk macaque x reader #monkie kid Macaque x reader #lego monkie kid Macaque x reader

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Putting this here, not because we are arguing over it. But, because I saw a post that reminded me of this. Am I The Asshole for letting my sister buy a meal for my partner, who has anxiety over people spending more than 5 bucks on meals for them?

Before linner (lunch and dinner), we had spent the entire day at the Museum as a double date. Although, I and my cowboy hadn't eaten breakfast except a bunch of bananas that they had packed for us. The museum was closing early that day and we all needed to leave too early to remember breakfast. Basically I knew that they were hungry after a busy day. Even when they denied it, and refused me trying to let me buy expensive museum food for them. (Who in their right mind pays 7 dollars for a handful of mixed berries??? I mean I would've if they asked for it. But YEESH why are they like that?) This is a normal occurrence between us. Where I offer to buy something, or let a family member offer to buy something, and they get hella bad anxiety over it. Usually I would just ask for family members to stop, or compromise with sharing food, or say I'm paying for the experience of watching them enjoy something new. But I really couldn't think of what to say at that moment and I didn't agree with them just not eating all day. This did lead to them having a panic attack in the fast food joint and hiding in the bathroom. Every time I look back at this, I always wished I knew what to say to comfort them. When they came back I tried saying some things, but they didn't touch their food. Only when my sister and her boyfriend left did they scarf their food down. Obviously very hungry. Important Note: My sister told my partner to not bring the packed lunch they wanted to bring. She wanted to pay for the food. I didn't want them to feel left out during linner. So I'm guilty of also encouraging them to not pack a lunch and having food paid for them. I knew that they were gonna most likely panic over getting food, and yet I still let it happen. I just didn't want to let them starve over the day. And my sister and I wanted to include them in our meal together. (Request: If I am deemed an asshole, please don't tell me to break up with my partner. They are genuinely the love of my life and my best friend. I would rather have ways I could've handled situations like this better in the future.)

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[suengmi]

haii, i saw that you wanted some ot8 prompts?

maybe skz’s different ways of showing affection? maybe comforting you after a long day? idk if you’ve done any of these yet but im in a soft mood today, had a bit of a shitty day myself and nearly got fired because I overslept so that was fun 🤧

get round to this if you feel like it, if not i totally understand!! keep yourself safe bby <33 -🐶x

I'm so sorry you had a shitty day :( jeez were all human. when one of my employees slept in the other day I was like "get ya hole here where you at" and they're like "IM COMIN MY BIG OLE OVER SLEPT" like damn not the end of the world yeesh ANYWAYS hope this makes u feel better pup ❤️

no warnings (mentions of non sexual nudity???) just FLUFF ACK

○ BANGCHAN

chan always knows you're upset, he senses it almost immediately. whenever you're upset, you need space but need his comfort just as much. kind of mixed messages. you feel guilty sometimes not knowing what you want. but chan is always there, asking you what you need in the end. sometimes you don't know, so it takes it into his own hands, cooking for you, washing your hair when you shower together, giving neck kisses while he does so. "more kisses? i have unlimited for you"

○ CHANGBIN

changbin, ever the fusser. he would try to make jokes after he noticed and tease you a little bit. he'll do anything to make you laugh or smile, but you weren't always in the mood. sometimes, he got a bit confused, trying to read your face. "baby, I'm sorry. what do you need?" with that, you'd melt into his touch, crying into his neck. he'd pick you up, pulling your legs around his waist. "my lil koala" he'd say, pulling his head back to give you a kiss. his kisses would get a bit aggressive in the end, telling you how much he loves you. in the end, you'd be laughing "bin stop!!"

○ FELIX

felix would instantly come to you, hands cradling your face, probably dropping whatever he was holding not caring. "oh don't cry! why are you crying? baby what's wrong?" big cuddles, pushing your face into his chest. "felix i can't breathe." he keeps holding you for a second before he realises "oh sorry" you'd laugh a little bit, him just laughing with you about his overly affectionate way of comforting you. "i sometimes have to breathe you know" kisses all over your face and fingers sitting under your shirt, telling you how proud he is of you. MORE KISSES.

○ JEONGIN

"oh shit" he'd say, seeing you crying on the couch. his bags thudding on the ground as he walked in the door. "baby no," he'd panic a bit, walking to your side to sit next to you. "what's wrong?" you'd just start crying more. "tell me baby please. what do you need?" you'd throw yourself into his arms, mumbling how you just wanted cuddles. he wasn't the quickest to pick these things up, but he knew if you'd just want to cry, letting you do what you needed. his hands soothing along your back as he rested his cheek on your head. "are you hangry? I'll get in the car right now you wanna maccas? chocolate? is it me?? do i stink??" you'd just laugh, knowing he's doing his best.

○ JISUNG

eyes wide and searching your own. you're in the sheets. nothing is said when he slips in behind you, running his hand around your waist to hold you. "you don't have to talk" he'd say, kissing your cheeks and shoulders. reassuring you that he gets overwhelmed sometimes, too, so he understands. you'd turn into his chest, enjoying his smell. it's comforting. in the end, you'd just exist in his arms, not talking about anything. he'd just kiss your head, waiting for you to feel comfortable enough to talk. patient as always

○ HYUNJIN

drops everything that he's doing when he hears you sniffle a little bit. "baby what is it? tell me" you'd just shake your head not wanting to talk. "bad day huh? tell me, please, i wanna know" you'd end up talking about your day, how shitty your work was, he knows you'll feel better after venting just getting it all off your chest. he knows you too well. his hands would be running through your hair and fingers gently wiping away your tears. "I love you" he'd say, all gooby and warm. this would make you cry more mumbling into his chest that you love him too.

○ LEE KNOW

"what you whining about?" he'd laugh when he came home hearing you start spouting off about work and the shit that came with it. this would probably make it a bit worse, frustration of him not listening and turning it into a joke. "oh babe" he'd coo, coming to your side, grabbing your hands in his. he wouldn't realise how bad you feel until he actually sees you. "sorry is it really that bad? i didn't mean to make you cry more" he'd probably feel really bad, pressing little kisses on your puffy lips. "im a dick" he'd pout, kissing you more. you're a mess now, everything setting you off. "i'm here, what do you need? I'll do whatever I can."

○ SEUNGMIN

seungmin says nothing when he notices you crying. the kiss on your forehead would be gentle, saying it all. he'd leaves you for a moment running you a bath and lighting some candles in his bathroom. he'd bring you to the bathroom carefully moving you with his hand in yours, undressing you before him. he'd help you into the bath, sitting in behind you. just rubbing his hands up and down your arms and giving you cuddles whenever you'd cry harder, arms sitting across your chest and face nuzzling into your neck whispering how beautiful you were and how you could get through this.

#felix x reader #stray kids x reader #myfic #stray kids fic #skz fic #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #seungmin x reader #changbin x reader #jisung x reader #jeongin x reader #i.n x reader #hyunjin x reader #lee know x reader #minho x reader #skz imagines #🐶anon #hehe ty bb <3 #stray kids

[steveandbuckysdaughter]

Hi, again. 👋

I found the post you were talking about. The stan's account was deactivated, but yeesh. 😬 Nice replies to them, btw.

The stan that bashed on me said I was being misogynistic, even though I'm a black woman who just wanted to see another black character get their chance to shine.

Hell, it's not just the shows and movies (I think this all started with Endgame). It's also the Steve Rogers musical too. I don't know if you know about it, but Disney made the musical real, and it really did Sam and Bucky dirty.

Sam isn't even in it. Maybe he was mentioned once, but the musical showed an image of Sam as Captain America. As for Bucky, his scene from CA:TFA, where he saved pre-serum Steve, was given to Peggy instead. Bucky was mentioned once, and the musical tried to justify Steve's ending from Endgame. All for this ship.

And, frankly, I don't hate Peggy, I'm just more annoyed that other characters get shoved aside as well as this great dynamic that Steve and Bucky had, while she and her ship with Steve has been getting propped up more and more. But, seeing some of your and the others' posts, I get why you guys don't like her.

Girl, don’t get me started on the abomination that was Rogers the musical. It could have been glorious, it had so much potential, but once again Bucky’s role in Steve’s story was given to Peggy, and Sam wasn’t even there!

I feel like Marvel feels the need to tone down Stucky or their friendship overall because it was just too powerful. We all remember the hashtag that begged Marvel to make Stucky Canon, #givecaptainamericaaboyfriend. They just couldn’t let it happen, not to a main and important character like Steve, god forbid. And so ever since civil war Stucky has always had little to no scenes together no matter how well established it was in previous projects. All their scenes and dynamic were given to Peggy, their friendship was toned down, Steve’s whole ending happened. It just feels like Stucky is so menacing to Marvel that the only way to stop us is by destroying Steve, Bucky and their relationship.

I mean, Steve is given no justice in his ending and in all the other projects he appeared in. Bucky went from a victim and prisoner of war to someone who must make amends for things that were beyond his control. And the depth of their friendship was toned down and reduced every time Peggy was involved. And then they wonder why many people in the fandom dislike Peggy or why the whole Rogers the musical initiative flopped the second it went beyond Hawkeye.

Like, even if you don’t ship Stucky you can tell that they care for each other, and you can tell there was a shift after people actually wanted Marvel to take action and do something about this dynamic. Steve can’t get even one episode as his own character because Peggy must be there. Bucky had more luck, but still… and let’s not even talk about Sam, his only appearance was as a zombie!

In another post of mine I ranted about how bothered I was that Peggy was inserted in the 1602 storyline, and i haven’t changed my mind. It would have been so nice to give Steve one episode about himself, about his dynamic with his best friend and about the relationship with himself and his fellow avengers. But no, Peggy must be there too, and for no good reason as well.

I feel like Marvel trying to erase pre-existing relationships to have Peggy shine only results in fans turning their back on Marvel and hiding in fanfiction or whatever piece of media that can actually bring justice to the characters. Once someone on Tumblr said “you gave us the characters, but once you mess them up they’re not yours anymore. You don’t understand and respect them, therefore you don’t deserve them.” and I couldn’t agree more, which is why I am currently reading and writing fanfiction rather than buying into everything marvel gives us.

Peggy was the love interest with more screen time even before what if and all that jazz, she had her own show! And I fear that the day Marvel will realize that pushing a reimagined Nazi turned Mary Sue into every single what if episode where she can fit instead of enhancing the characters that are actually relevant in-universe it will be too late.

Sorry about the rant, I get carried away when it’s about my boys lol

#Steve rogers #pro Steve rogers #anti endgame steve #bucky barnes #pro bucky barnes #stucky #pro stucky #steve x bucky #anti peggy carter #anti steggy #marvel critical #mcu critical #what if #sam wilson #pro Sam Wilson #sam wilson is Captain America

[howlingday]

Jaune Arc Mandalorian Armor AU: Jaune starts his day at beacon like he dose showing off his new full gear of mandolorian armor he was given by his father. Many watching and staring at him along with his team and Team RWBY and with Blake and Yang staring and ogling at the mysterious guy thinking he was a new student until he takes off his helmet and tells everyone about the armor.

armor look by me @vanossfan10

"Yeesh, look at that guy." Ruby followed her sister's gaze to the armored figure staring out the window with a gloved hand on the wall. "Overkill much?"

"I can't remember the last time I saw a huntsman in full armor." Ruby commented.

The figure made no movement to the sister's gossip. If there was any movement, which there was, it was unseen by the two. The movement in question was the flexing of the gloved fingers against the wall. As the airship began its descent into Beacon, the figure swiftly turned away and made his way to the exit. As the doors came open, they were the first to exit, right into the nearest bathroom.

"Huh." Ren blinked at the impatient suit of armor.

"Guess when you gotta go, you gotta go." Nora said with a chuckle.

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"Need a hand?" Ruby looked up to the gloved hand extending to her. Reaching up, she felt herself rocketing to her feet. This armored guy was way stronger than he looked, and that's WITH the armor he was wearing!

"Thanks." Ruby said, giving a sigh. "Sorry, I was just-"

"You're pretty tough."

"Huh?"

"When I first learned about dust, I didn't have aura to protect me." He looked away. "Spent a couple months coughing up ice."

"Wow, that's..." Ruby gave a chuckle. "That's pretty bad."

"Not as bad as what was coming out the other end." Ruby guffawed at the story, memories of her horrible experience with that girl in white long gone and away. "My name's Jaune. Jaune Arc."

"Ruby Rose." She smiled at her new best friend.

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"So, who's your new friend?" Yang gave a playful smirk to her sister.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Word on the street is my little sister was saved by a knight in shining armor." Yang snickered. "Or at least, he's only wearing armor."

Ruby and Yang looked to a distant wall where the topic of their conversation was, once again, standing against the wall. This time, however, his back was to it. To Yang, it seemed like he was glaring at everyone in the room. To Ruby, Jaune looked like he was trying to pull off the cool loner look.

"So, what's he like?" Yang prodded. "Is he cute? Is he nice? You guys kiss yet?"

"No, Yang!" She shoved her sister away. "We just met!"

"Well, that's good to hear. Last thing I'd want is somebody taking advantage of my baby sister."

"I'm not a baby, Yang!"

"Aw, but you sure to act like one!" At this the two began to wrestle, rolling off their sleeping bags and into-

"What are you idiots doing?!" The two looked up to see the infamous dust girl from before glaring down at them. "You're rolling all over my night bag!"

"Really~?" Yang raised a brow. "I thought I felt something long and hard poking my-"

"IT'S LOTION, YOU PERVERT!" She said with a flushed face.

"Oh, I'm sure it is~."

"Could you keep it down?" They all turned to see a girl in a black nightgown glaring at them with yellow eyes.

"I'm so sorry." A girl standing next to the white-haired girl said with a bow. She had long, red hair and wore a long-sleeve button shirt. Was that Pyrrha Nikos? Like, THE Pyrrha Nikos?

"Yeah, my bad." Yang let go of Ruby and stood up. "I was teasing my little sister about her new friend." She jabbed a thumb towards the armored figure.

"Is that a Mandalorian?" Pyrrha(?) gasped.

"Why is he attending Beacon?" The black nightgown girl asked.

"He said it's so he can get his license." All eyes fell on Ruby. "At least, that's what he told me."

"Bounty hunters." The girl in white scoffed. "Another gun for hire from a bygone age, or worse..." She huffed. "A look-a-like."

"If he's a look-a-like, then he's got quite the collection." Yang said. "Closest I've seen a Mandalorian is in pictures."

"That's the only time you should see one." The girl in the black nightgown said with a grim tone. "They're trained since childhood to become masters of war, and any poor village they happen to enter, they leave alone."

"Oh, well, that doesn't sound so bad." Ruby said.

"Alone meaning no survivors."

"Oh." Ruby squeaked.

"And you said you're friends with him?"

"W-Well, I mean, Yang said I was, but um... Yes. Yes, he's my friend."

"Have... Have you seen his face?"

"Huh?"

"W-Well, it's just..." The girl stared at the armored figure, her voice giving away a different tone. She clutched her book to her chest, carrying a dreamlike gaze towards him. "I've also read that they're some of the gentlest souls in the world. They're willing to help even the smallest creatures for little more than their gratitude, and the only time you'll ever see their true face is on their death, or when you're..." Her voice trailed off with a blush.

"Ugh..." The girl in white groaned. "It's getting late, so can we all forget about the walking death machine who would sell us to the highest bidder looming across the room and go sleep in our own separate spaces."

Shortly thereafter, the girls parted, though they all cast glances at the armored elephant in the room. Some with baneful scorn, others with fantastical admiration, but all with curiosity. As Ruby nestled into her slumber, she had one thought racing through her mind.

'He's not really dangerous... is he?'

Next

#rwby #the mandalorian #mandalorian arc au #rwby au #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #lie ren #pyrrha nikos #star wars #nora valkyrie

[tsukimefuku]

forgiveness is a collective resource ✦ satoru gojo

summary: as you're telling gojo about your most recent fallout, he ends up telling you in return the last question geto posed him before leaving.

tags: jujutsu kaisen, f!reader, platonic! gojo x reader, implied higuruma x reader, fluff, angst, our beloved white haired, blue-eyed sorcerer receives some well deserved comfort.

wc: 900

notes, etc: i wrote this to the sound of i'm only human. it felt like a good fit. i wanted to write this one for so long, but never knew where i'd put it on the story. i'm happy to have found its place.

✦ collection of stories: "jujutsu partners au" → masterlist for fics listed in chronological order of events

I'm no prophet or Messiah ✦ You should go looking somewhere higher ✦ I'm only human, after all ✦ I'm only human, I do what I can ✦ Don't put the blame on me

"So, that's what happened," you concluded, taking another bite from your sandwich.

"Yeesh," was all Gojo mustered up to say, not being the best at comforting people.

You and Gojo were having a snack in the woods that surrounded Jujutsu High's HQ, and you had just told him about Hiromi's departure to Morioka.

"Having people leaving is shit," you noted, "especially when you care deeply about them. Feels like being left alone to fend off for yourself."

At that, he fell weirdly silent, and you wondered if maybe this would be the best moment to inquire about Geto. After a while, you had learned everything about their fallout — the death of Riko, how Geto had a sharp descent into madness, how he murdered an entire village and had been awarded the death penalty for that.

"The last thing Hiromi told me before he left was that he loved me," which was a twisted, painful little kindness, you thought. "What was the last thing Geto told you when he left?"

You noticed Gojo's demeanor changing a little, and his body becoming stiff. You gave him a few moments before he'd resume his talking.

After a sigh, he ensued.

"'Are you Satoru Gojo because you're the strongest, or are you the strongest because you're Satoru Gojo?'" He took a bite from his sweets, and continued to speak with a half-mouthful of sugar. "That was his final question to me before he left."

"What a stupid question."

"Huh?"

"What? You don't know the answer to that?"

He was silent.

You sighed. "You really think that low of yourself? Ugh. The latter, obviously."

The sorcerer was thoroughly surprised and somewhat dumbfounded, so he simply stayed silent in order to hear your observations, something that could be considered the highest form of respect Gojo Satoru was able to display for someone.

You shook your head before proceeding.

"First of all, Geto didn't know what he was talking about, because he wasn't seeing you, only a distorted reflection of his own resentment towards you for supposedly leaving him alone to spiral down madness on his own. Stop blaming yourself. You did what you could, all of you did."

You involuntarily sighed, trying to push the heaviness away from your heart.

"We sorcerers really need to put our God complex aside and learn to forgive ourselves."

Then, you took a pause to sip on your soda, proceeding.

"I blamed myself for years, just to have it all blow up in my face a decade later. Hiromi left a good new life he had built for himself to chase ghosts from the past," and Nanami, arguably the best one of us all, made a terrible decision that rendered him miserable, you thought, "all because of this wicked little thing called guilt. Guilt weighs us down, tethers us to the past and prevents us from moving forward. So here it is: I forgive you. Have my forgiveness." 

"Your forgiveness? For what?" Gojo asked, slightly confused.

"For whatever you want to use it for. Use it to forgive yourself, since you couldn't find it in you for your own benefit. Have absolution. Forgiveness is a collective resource, and we can all forgive each other for our shortcomings. We're all human, after all."

For the very first time ever, you saw Gojo's expression softening underneath his blindfold, and you wondered if the one looking back at you right now was the teenager that failed Riko Amanai and Suguru Geto so many years ago.

The real Satoru Gojo, underneath all the silly cockiness.

"And just to finish answering the question Geto posed, that's precisely why you're the strongest because you're Satoru Gojo, and not the other way around. It was from your failure that the strongest could emerge, and your fallibility stems from you and your humanity."

You now knew how those days went, especially Toji's plan of wearing Gojo down to strike, and the way Gojo told you mindlessly about the first time he let his infinity turned on for days on end.

"You tired yourself in Amanai's benefit, and it put you in a vulnerable position, something only Satoru Gojo, and not the abstract concept of 'the strongest', would ever do. That's why that question is fucking stupid and offensive. You're more than the six eyes and infinity, and more than the people you couldn't save. Let it go," you concluded, taking another sip from your soda.

You were both silent for a moment, and you briefly wondered if you hadn't stepped over a boundary.

"Please, get up" he solicited, an indecipherable voice and expression to his blindfold covered face, getting up from the ground himself.

"Oh, okay," you answered, slightly surprised at the unexpected request.

In a second, Gojo leaned down his huge frame and embraced you, remaining still like that for a minute as you hugged him back, having your chin hooked above his shoulder.

At this moment, even if he was a giant in comparison to you, he seemed and felt remarkably small.

"Thank you," he said, his voice but a whisper behind your head.

You smiled, tightening your grip around his back, happy you could finally reach him and keep him true company.

"No problem, pretty boy. You saved my ass so many times. Thought I'd try to return the favor, which you should know is not something easy to do, since you're the strongest," you said with a laugh, "not all kikufuku in the world would pay off that debt."

He huffed a brief chuckle, letting go of you, feeling he might not be so alone anymore.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfic #jjk gojo #satoru gojo #jujutsu gojo #satorugojo #jujutsu satoru #jjk satoru #gojo saturo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jujutsu kaisen gojo

[wetcatspellcaster]

Did you see Neil Newbon’s take that Ascended Astarion is the real him free to act on cruelty and violence and the spawn is the one with the mask? Yeesh.

Ooooooh, THAT'S the disk horse that's happening right now!! I knew something was happening (I felt a tremor in the waters) but I had no clue what it was lmao, I don't follow cast stuff.

I will try to respond to this in good faith, but I'm not very good at fandom discourse and so I'm afraid it may not be the answer you want.

I can see why that reading might make people angry, but I dont have strong feelings about it. Obviously, it's not my take on Ascension, but from the beginning I've been very upfront that my take is serving the genre I'm writing in and the ship dynamics I find hot. My Tav is lawful good to an unhealthy extreme, and that was how she was conceived in her Early Access bullying phase. And meanwhile, I wanted to be in a Gothic horror where he's obsessed (morality chains will do that to you) and they beat the shit out of each other. I have to make the Ascendent a monster, for that to work, and for people not to feel guilty every time they enjoy watching him getting stepped on lmao.

But I do feel like there is a morality policing around Astarion's ending that I don't want to partake in. This might seem dumb for me to say, given that my Tav is a veritavle walking moral policeman, but that is bc I fucking love Villain/Heroine ships, so I am literally right there, at the Devil's Sacrament with everyone else.

While I like the good ending and prefer it for many reasons, I would agree with a reading of Newbon's words that it could be read as a mask. This might be bc I mask with the best of them, am doing it right now even as I write and edit this ask 20 times. There's masking as an outright lie, and then there's masking as 'gotta get through day to day life as a functional adult without everyone suddenly deciding they hate me'... I personally think its nice that spawn!Astarion cares about other people, and cares about being a functional member of society at all! It shows he's no longer a lonely outcast.

I could also go deeper (the autism really shining through in this reply) and say it's a mask, in the sense that this has been deemed the 'polite' and morally correct ending, that is acceptable to others and enables the player to feel good about themselves. Which is often a way we derive pleasure from media, and not wrong in and of itself! Making Astarion good makes players feel good - that's not wrong, but if we're comparing endings, we have to acknowledge it. An Ascended Ending doesn't really cater to that impulse... unless the player really likes to be dommed (more power to them).

Unfortunately anon, I can't sit here with my most popular fic being an Ascended!Astarion fic, and pretend that there isn't a bunch of fascination or interest surrounding the Ascended version of his character. People clearly want to explore the implications of his evil ending and indulge in the excess of it, but feel bad doing so. People don't ascend him in-game, but they go to my fic and other people's fic because they want to have some space to enjoy the implications - in the sexiness, in the timeline where Astarion has revenge, in a timeline where he is obsessed with Tav etc. I mean, just look at me, I can't sit through the Ascended scene, but I'm here writing a fic about it!!

The fact that it seems to happen more in fic than in playthroughs tells me, if I was to get super deep in a tumblr ask, that people feel guilt about it. Some kind of mask is being employed, by someone, somewhere, in that mix. So I'm not about to add to any of that kind of policing. It would be pretty disingenuous of me to get my most feedback from an Ascendent fic I am writing, and then judge people for liking Ascendency narratives...

So while I don't have much interest in pretending the evil ending isn't the evil ending, that doesn't sound to me (second hand, through you, with my brain seeing 7 or 8 different implications) to be what Newbon is saying. He's just saying that the Ascendent is the less palatable Astarion to other people and that spawn!Astarion still has some kind of mask or a politeness filter on. Which... yeah. Kinda. In my world, I like that Astarion decides its worthwhile to restrain himself, because he has things to care about potentially ruining. But that's still in many ways employing restraint. People don't just stop masking, they learn to care about what others think in a healthy way. They have friendships, relationships, other ties to the world, that make them want to be something other than a cruel or violent or evil version of themselves. I think that's nice, and far less lonely but um... yeah. I can see Newbon's point, even if I don't want to like, live or die by it.

#i can't do discourse don't make me do discourse I'm sorry if you just wanted me to agree and i ended up making it deep #asks #anons #wip: pieces still stuck in your teeth #i think the morality of both endings is pretty cut and dry #its the 7000 murders for me that makes that clear #but in terms of interpreting Ascended!Astarion i doctored my reading heavily to achieve the story i wanted to tell #i dont consider it canon or anything approaching canon

[cuprohastes]

Dave The Human vs. Religion

The question of religion had come up, as it does.

Dave The Human, female Tsin muttered something at a high pitch at her tablet and Dave the human, formerly Dave the Atrix, formerly also Dave the Human performed some epic side-eye.

Gondy was filling in for the Atrix member of the group, still slightly scarred from having her helmet smacked hard enough to split during the recent disintegration of the station due to Von Neumann's Space squid.

Raxy, her Little Guy was stuffing his face in a way that you don't normally see on an Atrix that size. This suggested to the Daves that the Little Guy was shortly going to be upskilling, getting certified and getting referred to as female...

Given Atrix really just looked at the whole gender thing and opted out, and the whole male/female thing was labelling for other people's benefit, the Daves formed an unspoken and instant agreement that helping Raxy bulk up was their new hobby.

For two people from radically different biologies and cultures, the Daves were staggeringly similar as though some cosmic author had created them with the same voice.

Tsin Dave waggled the tablet. "Homeworld want to make sure everyone's complying with off-world best practices. They want to ensure that we're... ugh: 'Maintaining tradition in line with oof-world guidance'" she grumped.

"First I'm a heretic and a sky-demon and now they want to make sure I'm the right sort and not making you lot think less of us with my wicked deviant ways."

Gondy paused, as did Rax.

"graaaaak?" Rax said, around one of the mysterious and never explained purple bread rolls.

Meta-note about the purple bread rolls: They're actually Ube potato bread rolls. They're steamed in the Caffeteria. The food services are very aware that everyone who encounters them assumes they're a food from some other species culture. It's the little things that make the day to day fun.

"You never heard about that?" Dave The human said. "Oh well hum..."

Dave the Human gave his buddy full points on her mastery of colloquialism and settled in.

"So there's this legend that many years ago the People - 's us - had an idyllic land, and the concept of evil was unknown. Then one day, Sky Demons, jealous of our ways and our purity of soul absolutely pounded the knekp out of the place and only those of us in the Great Underground Halls, who were devout enough survived. And since that day, to leave the ground is to attract the attention of the Sky Demons."

Gondy raised a claw.

"Boats are OK. Water is theologically still ground."

Gondy put her claw down.

Dave the human said, "That sounds like..."

Dave The Human answered, "Nope, it was Orbital Bombardment. Nation-on nation. The shelters were built because it was a strong possibility that things would get all... ker-blammy."

"Yeesh!"

"Yeah. And the religious angle kind of got shuffled in as this agreement that when everyone got out, nobody wanted to be dancing around pointing claws at other countries and trying to blame them, while it was everyone's fault. Can't really blame them but for a thousand odd years that was the official line."

Gondy said "Wow! I never knew that!"

Dave The Human nodded. "Yeah yeah, it's been pretty common knowledge for a century or so, but still, when we got back into space after the Wallandernoooks showed up to trade, it was a major, major problem and uh well, leaving the Homeworld means you're a Heretic and in league with the Sky Demons according to the Dogma soooo..."

"Huh. And that means...?"

"Not much. Kind of lightly excommunicated. Not really welcome back home where things are a little more traditional. But y'know. No biggie. We're all colonists out here anyway, and we still get Homeworld support. It's just we also have to get audited that we're not giving Homeworld a bad name." She paused and took a long drink of mekp. "Aaaaand this time they want to know if we have a shrine to show you filthy heathens that we're still the number one proper pious type heretical sky demons. F.M.L."

Gondy, Rax and Dave pondered this.

"Gondy... what do Atrix believe in?" Asked Dave the Human.

"Graaak."

"Yeah, Rax, I guess 'some places are lucky' covers it. You know.... good moss, cool rocks, just got a good vibe. The sort of place you can drop a bunch of... what do you call them? Possums."

Dave the Human choked on his water. "Possums?!"

"Grak." Commented Rax and Gondy pulled her tablet out and poked. "Yeah... human smalls." She said, holding up a picture of a possum mis-labelled as an infant human.

"Huh. You guys are adorable when you're young" cooed Dave The Human, who Dave previously rated as about as maternal as a meat grinder.

Dave let it go for now, suspecting this would yield hilarious dividends at some future time, and turned back to Dave the Tsin.

"Ok, this is shaping up to be another wacky hi-jink. What's the gig?

"Gotta build a shrine."

"Any shrine?"

"Pretty much. It's got to be location appropriate. Y'know. The god of the place. To show we're uh... friendly to the local divinities? On theological good terms?"

"OK but... we're all godless atheists, apart form the ones who aren't. Who are you going to build a shrine to?

"Yeah that's kind of it. I mean I don't want to be the grit under anyone's scales..."

"Ohhhh," said Gondy, "Oh oh! Rax, call Garf! I have an idea..."

Several weeks later, the Tsin named Walks-between-Waves arrived as part of the Tsin welfare and general ambassadorial circuit.

O'Patel and Big Ma performed the proper greetings and paperwork, and Dave presented herself.

Walks-Between-Waves ("Just call me Waves") walked up and declaimed, "Heretic, and blasphemer. You bones will never lie with the ancestors, and your meat will rot. You and the demons you dwell with are denied! Cast out as the foul beasts you are. How are you doing? Well I hope?"

Dave bowed, small hands together, big ones outstretched.

"Oh yeah. They're all very nice here." She said. "Did they change the words of the castigation?"

"Oh, no, but some of it needed translating for human language a little," Waves said and added, "such a fun language! Quite the fad back home. And since you're hmm, officially human, I couldn't resist. Now, I believe you have something to show?"

O'Patel looked bemused and said sotto voce to Big Ma, "I think this is going to go well!"

Dave led Waves to the common area where, true enough, there was a shrine. It was made of old pieces of the station recovered from it's partial disassembly. 3D printed and painted panels along the sides showed Tsin, Atrix and Humans, helping each other climb up the sides, to the top of the shrine where someone had creatively frosted some glass and lit it with shifting lights to suggest something exciting and pleasant waited. The thing dripped with moss and a small water feature played down from the back into a shallow bowl of stones.

"Ah!" Said Waves. "Very impressive. Going for extra credit?"

"No..." said Dave. "It's a group effort. Once we started, everyone wanted to help. Especially after we found a small god for the Station that everyone liked... Their name is Arepo."

#tsin #atrix #StationStories #Humans are space orcs #HASO #Dave the human #Arepo #Youtube

[fools-fall-much-too-soon]

LEON RAHHHHHH (character sheet?)

I've been working on a Leon that I felt comfy drawing and here he finally is!! I'm not sure of my handwriting is legible so I've transcribed all the headcanons going up and down the columns left to right under the cut! (Reblogs are appreciated MWAH)

ADHD haver :D

Hungover + trying to not look too tired @ the briefing (fail)

Lightens hair (naturally brown) darkens w/ age

Chews on the inside of his lip

Raised Catholic + feels naked w/o a crucifix even tho he's not religious anymore

Pockets always full of random, but likely useful stuff (pen, lighter, lockpick)

Struggled w/ following rules vs following morals as a kid/teen bc he wanted to be "good"

Still prays when he misses his parents... He was 11 when they were killed in a drug-related dispute. He loves them, but resents them still

Frayed jeans (to look cool... He's a bit vain + fashionable)

Short king(?) -5'7

INTENSE imposter syndrome

Everyone thinks he's mean B4 they get to know him... He doesn't understand why lmao

Actually medium ugly, but he grooms himself + dresses cool so everyone thinks he's hot :P

CONSTANTLY mumbling nonsense to himself + doesn't realize

Never knows what to do w/ his hands, has very pretty piano fingers

Plethora of cool jackets + likes grunge style clothing/music

Kinda clumsy + ditzy when not on missions. He works best under stress (yikes)

Taught himself to play guitar + bass!!

Loved Disney as a kid... Now he sleeps the second a movie is on

Refuses to admit he has a drinking problem bc he doesn't want to be like his parents (oops)

Bisexual but hasn't found much time for dating since RCI

Still trying to convince himself that his "beard" will fill in when he "grows up" (it won't)

"hmm?"

Bonafide cutie pie

Not consistent w/ coloring his hair. Fucked it up once + now gets it done professionally

LOUD ASS laugh when it's genuine + doesn't hide his snorts once he's comfy w/ you

'98 Leon

Learned to cut his own hair but doesn't do it anymore

Damnation

He-man was his queer awakening

"yeesh"

RE6

"HA! snort"

RE4

Was blonde as a kid, dyed his hair black in highschool but bleached it. That's why it's orange in resi2

#resident evil #leon kennedy #resident evil fanart #resident evil headcanons #my art

[altocat]

so i'm trying to get back into the swing of things after almost a decade of being out of ffvii fandom and ever crisis has rekindled a very powerful desire to write and write until my fingers fall off. so i'd like to ask, since you're in the tags and seem quite knowledgeable: what is your opinion of genesis's writing in crisis core?

i've always been of the opinion he was woefully mishandled, and i'm currently trying to reconcile what we were given with what i assume they were going for. got about 2k of a fic with a slightly difficult to explain premise written so far, but sephiroth is pre-nibelheim in post-advent children time (no dirge of cerberus) where genesis is about a decade older than him now. and they're navigating the fallout of the last time they saw each other.

i'm using a lot of what we're learning about sephiroth to color their relationship, too -- my boyfriend skillfully pointed out that it feels like genesis may have developed a parasocial attachment to the version of sephiroth that shinra fed him through propaganda, and when he met the real thing he was let down and became resentful.

so i'm wondering, how do i handle it without making it into a personal vendetta against how horribly i felt genesis was written? heh

The writing on Genesis in CC is....yeesh.

I'd chalk that up to many things--general mishandling, the fact that Genesis is only limited to appearing when Zack is present, and some translation issues from the Japanese language over to English. Lots of his arc as a character doesn't really feel earned, or they don't take enough time to establish his good qualities to make the player care about him.

It's important to note that, despite the fact that the game failed to shed proper light on this, Genesis DOES have many good qualities. He's kind to the lower ranking soldiers, whom he reads to. He and Sephiroth, for all their rivalry, seemed to be close at one point. He was presumably a good friend to Angeal. And even Gackt himself has said that Genesis has a "sweet" streak hidden beneath all that bluster.

It's equally important to note that the Genesis we see in CC is desperate, dying, and under the influence of the Degradation Process. Angeal himself points out that the process seems to dull the mind, clouding it. Sephiroth may or may not have some variation of this as well once his Jenova cells are activated in Nibelheim. So Genesis is really not "himself", warped and twisted, trying to preserve his life, angry and bitter at what Shinra did to him. He's at his lowest point emotionally and psychologically, hence why he does what he does. The writing....just doesn't convey it well.

As for his relationship with Sephiroth, I feel like Sephiroth was closest to him out of all his friends, and Genesis' previous idolization of Sephiroth is the primary reason why he WANTS to be the best. He wants to beat Seph to prove that he's WORTHY of being around Seph. As a boy, Seph was his hero. He HAS to surpass him or become his equal to prove that he can stand toe to toe with the person he feels is a real hero. The dilemma is that Sephiroth never wanted to be a hero and would have always valued Genesis just as he is. Genesis already had what he was looking for...he just didn't realize it until it was too late. They're a complicated pair, with lots of miscommunication, unresolved tension, and poor decision making shared between them. I think they needed to talk to each other more than anything else. Because there was something genuine there. They could have kept it, they could have shared the apples just like Genesis always wanted.

Post-CC, I see Genesis carrying a lot of guilt. Both his friends are "dead" and he basically kicked off the events that led to it. He's been pardoned by Minerva and will now act as the planet's hero and protector, but at the cost of the people he loved. There's no real room for arrogance anymore. He's a hero not out of pride, but shame and remorse. He's tired, lonely, and now fully recognizes the pain of what heroism truly is. He's "grown up" in a sense, become a different person. Crisis Core is a coming of age story in many ways, not just for Zack but for Genesis as well. It's too bad they kinda bungled the delivery.

Hope all of that helps! Genesis is actually a really interesting character when you dissect him. He's sorta become one of my top faves over time, even if I fully recognize him as a complete trashlord. But I think there's more to him deep, deeeeep down.

#asks #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #crisis core #sephcanons #sephiroth #genesis rhapsodos #angeal hewley #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core

[nerves-nebula]

tbh its so refreshing to see someone dislike the mandela catalouge. because i remember for a while it was just constant praise for it, calling it "the best analog horror" and acting like it was some groundbreaking thing. i havent seen anyone criticize it before and its a breath of fresh air. like it almost felt like people were scared to criticize it because they'd get backlash for it, especially on platforms like YT where its held to such a high regard. idk its just so weird how people hold alex on such a high pedestal. anyways TY for being a hater, me too

ITS BAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDD. I DON'T LIKE IT.

anyway yeah haters unite. i swear even the worst shit out there i'm usually like "yeesh ok whatever i'm gonna stay away from this" but my friend has infected me with his hatred for it so now i can't think about it without groaning in frustration. ITS JUST.

IT'S BAD. it's SO BAD that every time i try to describe why i hate it, I end up writing a fucking essay. like i just deleted two paragraphs here cuz i realized I WAS WRITING AN ESSAY AGAIN.

-10000/10 the concept could be good if everything about it was different.

#nnstuff #ask #hateful webseries

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N = Something is going on with me lately. My writings have become all mushy and gooshy. Lovey and shit. Oh well. Hopefully it'll appeal to someone out there.

FLUFFY. Sorta slow burning, Levi and y/n have been dating for a while but he's not had really good luck in the love dept. so he's cautious. Doesn't feel really like he deserves this love {or food}. Y/n helps him move on from that.

C/W = Language, sex. That's about it. Nothing too graphic. It's more cheese than anything.

Art is NOT mine.

WC = 3.1 k {ish}

MDNI // NSFW {ISH} under the cut.

"But it's like sleaze in the park You women, you have no self-control The angels remark outside You are known for insatiable needs I don't know a thing"

-- Interpol, "Pace Is The Trick"

Love In Levi, Levi In Love

Levi sat and watched you eating your dinner. "That looks really good, Y/n."

You wiped your mouth as delicately as you could after you shoveled food into your face. "Mmhm, it's so good." You said, almost sounding like you were having the best orgasm of your life. "D-," you wanted to choose your next words carefully because you never couldn't always tell yet with Levi, what he'd say or how he'd react to something you say to him.

"Leev', baby, would you like to trade dinners with me?" You smile gently as you push your dinner across the table to him. "G'head," you encourage him.

He reaches out and takes your hand instead of the plate. "Are you sure? What will you eat?" He rubs his thumb over your palm. "You're the best."

Tilting your head to the side, every reason so far making you fall in love with him comes flooding back to you. "I. KNOW. RIGHT!" You smirk and you push the plate the rest of the way over to him and he takes it, gratefully.

The first bite he takes has his eyes rolling back in his head. "Oh. My. Fuck. I'm never ordering anything else if we come here again. I mean, this ... this is all I'm ever ordering here again. For the rest of my life. Thank you."

You roll your eyes, "It's really not a big de-" He interrupts you.

"Y/n, it is to me. Ok? Thank. You." Levi dug into the plate of food you gave him and you watched him eat with reckless abandon. Ok, maybe not that much abandon. But he was finally eating something. And it made you smile.

On the walk home Levi reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. You took him by the wrist and narrowed your eyes, looking at him like there were words sitting on your tongue just waiting to be spilled.

"Um, hi-eee." He said. You knew he was just trying to be funny. It's not that he usually failed when he tried this. He was just so serious the rest of the time that it always struck you as odd when he'd let loose like this.

"Leev', I want to come up tonight." You said. It wasn’t a question. But you had a feeling he’d not agree. 

You and Levi had been on 7 dates. Tonight was the 8th. And you wanted to come up to his place. It's not like you haven't been there. It was always for a quick hand washing or a change of clothes. Not for what you had in mind, though.

"Y-y-you what? You want to come up? Tonight? F-f-,"

"Levi, collect your thoughts before you talk. I'll wait."

He raised his eyebrow and turned from you for a moment.

Other couples passed by you on the sidewalk, smiling at you. Laughing with one another. Holding hands. Kissing.

"Listen, Levi. I'll just go home tonight ok? It's ok. I'm actually kind of tired now that I stop and think about it."

"Y/n ... I, I ... ffffuck. I'm sorry." He said, as if he'd done something wrong.

"Leev', really, baby. It's ok. I think I'll just go home and take a nice hot bubble bath and shave my legs or something."

He laughed. "Yeah. I wasn't going to say anything. But since you brought it up --- yeesh! Let me know the second you're home, y/n. Ok? I mean it. The second. C'mere," he pulled you close and hugged you tightly. Pulling back he gave you a closed-mouth kiss and a wink.

"Good night, Levi. Thank you for a really nice evening." You smiled so sweetly. He felt like he didn't deserve you. That was a bad habit of his. But you're helping him over that bump in the road.

He hailed you a cab and you got in, waving goodbye as you went down the road.

About a mile down the road you got a text from him, "I'm sorry." was all it said.

You walked into the elevator of your building and called to tell him you were home safe and sound.

"You sound ... Are you ok? You sound like you're doing pushups or something. One meal like that isn't going to throw your metabolism off, Levi." You joked.

"I'm happy you're home s- oh god, um, home safe. Glad you made it home safely. Listen, I have to go - hohhh - ..." He said as he huffed into the phone.

"Levi, are you ok? You really sound weird, baby."

Silence.

"Fuuuuccking messy. Damn it. Yes, yes! I'm perfectly fine. I have to clean something up. I'll call you later, hm? Bye for now."sbody

He hung up the phone rather quickly this time. But you let it slip your mind as you sank into the warm bubbles that sat so nicely around your chilled skin.

***

You put your bathrobe on and went to make some tea before you went to bed.

There was a knock at your front door. You opened it, fully expecting it to be your neighbor with the laundry basket you always forgot downstairs. But it was Levi. He had a small and simple bouquet of purple, white, and orange flowers. You stood there, open-mouthed, shocked.

"Did you forget we already said goodnight?" You asked.

He shook his head and just stood there. Holding out the little bouquet for you to take. You didn't take it right away. You couldn't speak. Levi tilted his head to the left, as if he were studying your body language to try and read the signals you were giving him. Finally, he lifted his arm and handed you the flowers.

"These are chrysanthemums. The ones that you love. Y'know ... your birth month flower, and they symbolize happiness, and ... a, uh, well, they're supposed to protect you from evil spirits. Y'know, how many of those you have hanging around here." He blushed hard.

"So, how is it that you carried them all the way here if they ward off evil?" You smirked at him. "I'm kidding. They're beautiful, thank you Levi. But what's the occasion? It's after midnight. This couldn't have waited?"

Levi stepped inside and pushed your shoulders back against the closed door. "Yes. It could have waited." He kissed you, gently pressing his nose into yours. You loved this kind of kissing, where you feel so close to him. Almost as if you were physically a part of him for a brief moment.

Your kiss was deep, as if the only reason either of you were breathing was for the other. You pulled away, reaching for a strand of Levi's hair and pushing it behind his ear.

"Wow. I'm ... really happy to see you too ...? But what, what brings you out at this hour? Are you ok?"

He tapped his finger against his temple. "See? That's exactly why I want to be with you. I came by after midnight, disturbing y-"

"You're not disturbing anything, Levi. If you recall a few hours ago, I'm the one who wanted to stay with you, mm? So don't assume you're doing anything wrong. I love being around you." You put your hand over your mouth at your use of the 'L-word'. "I mean ... Well, yeah. Goddamn it. I LOVE being with you. Spending time with you. And that kiss just now, my god. That was the best kiss I've had since ... since the last time you kissed me like that."

Levi stood against the door with his arms crossed against his chest, just watching you being very 'you'. He chuckled at the sight; Your hair was in the messiest bun. Strands fell around your face and neck, not quite dry from the bath you had. Your makeup was all washed off. Your natural lip color was luring him in like a siren song. He couldn't not kiss you. Even though he had done that once already tonight. He wasn't near satisfied with the one he gave you when he got there.

"Fuck, it's a little cold, Levi. Do you want to come in for some tea or something? You're already here, I mean ... stay? A little while, at least?"

"That'd be nice."

You took him by the hand and led him to the couch. He watched your ass jiggle a little bit as you walked in front of him. It was more sexy than he'd ever have imagined so mundane a thing could be. You put the kettle on and brought out your nicest cup.

"And here. And. Here." You brought him a teapot and your favorite teacup. You filled his cup and then got a cup of your own. "It might be really hot so be car- well, shit. I'm sure you know how to drink tea by now." You blushed.

You sipped your tea together quietly for a few moments, the silence becoming slightly awkward. Levi kept glancing up at you and then down again, not making eye contact. He reached for his hair and realized he didn't want to fidget with it. He wanted to touch something else. So he put his hand on your thigh and began rubbing his thumb back and forth.

You smiled and looked up at him, careful not to stare for too long lest the spell be broken. You were falling in love. And you didn't want to spend another night away from him.

But you weren't about to be pushy. You didn't want to pressure him. He had boundaries that you tried your hardest to respect. So, after 45 minutes of sitting there in near silence and sipping on your tea, Levi got up from the couch and took the teapot and the cups to the counter. He stood there with his hands resting on the edge as he looked at you.

"Can I have a glass of water, y/n?"

You smiled, "Yes, of course, baby. One second."

You got a glass and started filling it with water from the fridge. Out of nowhere, Levi slides across the floor to you and pins you against the refrigerator with his hips. You were about to ask him if he'd fallen on the floor or something. But when he whispered into your ear, you realized that the only thing that had fallen was your willpower to control yourself around him. "Why don't you stop flaunting your ass every time you walk in front of me like that?"

"Levi! Oh ..." That's when you felt the hard heat pressing into you. You shivered. "Y-you really think my ass looks good? Don't you, um, d-don't you usually look down when I'm in front of you like that? I'm not used to having your eyes on me." You pouted.

His breath was hot on the back of your neck, making the hair stand up on your arms.

"How am I not supposed to look at you? God. Especially tonight when you're running around in nothing but a bathrobe. You are naked under that, no? So risque." He smiled at you.

Levi backed up, allowing you to turn and face him. "You're so beautiful."

"Mm-mm. Not as beautiful as you, Levi." You ran your cupped hand down his cheek and he leaned into it. "Stay. Stay with me tonight." It looked as though you might cry if he told you no.

"Y/n, I -" He looked at you closely before finishing his thought. "Let me go down and grab my things from the car."

Your eyes shot up to meet his. "What? You brought stuff to stay over? Oh my god!" You started to jump a little and your robe fell open at your chest. Levi saw the plush softness of your skin peeking out and felt his cock jump to life. He knew there was no turning back. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm staying. Let me get my bags out of the car. I'll be right back."

You ran to your bedroom and straightened the few things that were out of place and pulled extra pillows from the hallway closet. Taking a deep breath you said to yourself, "He's staying."

And then, you got really nervous. "HE'S STAYING. THE NIGHT. HERE. OH. SHIT! SHIT!" You looked around at anything that might be out of place.

Levi was a very meticulously clean person, almost like a cat. If he could, he'd shower 3 times a day.

"I'm back, y/n." He followed the light to your room and saw you sitting on the edge of your bed, twiddling your thumbs. "Why are you blinking so much? Are you ok?"

"Haha, what? Am I blinking?"

"Yes. Like an insane person."

You laughed and then covered your face with your hands. "Oh, gosh. Levi! Help!"

"W-what?! What is wrong?" He kneeled in front of you with concern written all over his face.

You couldn't help but think that even when he was worried, he was still absolutely gorgeous.

You hushed him and grabbed him by the waist, pulling him up to stand between your knees.

Leaning into him you said, "Bed?"

You thought his jaw would fall off his face from his mouth hanging open like that. He didn't know how to respond. His cheeks were on fire as you slid the bathrobe back off your shoulders and let it pool at your waist.

Levi couldn't take his eyes off you. He leaned in and kissed you again, deeper this time. With an open mouth and roaming hands that could finally find their home in the bare softness of your body.

"Fuck, y/n."

"Come," you whispered, and pulled him by the hand, leading him onto the bed. You slid backwards, biting your lip as you looked him over from head to toe. "Levi," you whimpered as he climbed over top of you and pulled your legs around his waist, letting his full length press against you.

"I wanna be here. Can we try ...? I'm ready."

Your body started shaking as Levi began pulling his shirt over his head, exposing his chest and abs. "You have no idea how often I've dreamt of this." He kissed his way up your neck and onto your lips, teasing them apart with his tongue.

As Levi was slowly slipping off his pants, you were practically sweating. You couldn't stop staring at him and your thighs were still shaking a bit.

You both admired the view of the other laying there. Finally, after a few seconds of waiting for the next move, you crawled up and straddled Levi's hips.

"Y/n, oh. Y/n," Levi moaned your name as you sank your hips onto his throbbing cock. Your slick wetness eased his way inside.

"Holy fuck, Levi! Oh, god, baby." You loved the stretch, and the pressure. "This is the best fucking feeling in the world. Oh my god, how did we wait this long?"

You pressed your cheek to his chest, arching your back as Levi placed his hands on either side of your hips, rocking you up and down. He pushed himself further up into you, gripping your ass tightly.

The moans echoed off the walls of your room. Levi caught his breath and looked up into your eyes as if asking for permission to say something.

"I'm here, I’m here now." He said, knowing you have been waiting for him. You know that he never really trusted any partners enough to allow himself to be fully vulnerable.

"Y/n, sweetheart, please." He said so softly as he pulled you down to kiss him. You let yourself fall into his arms. He didn't need to say anything anymore. He didn't want to. Not this time.

You smiled as he looked up and kissed the tip of your nose. "Levi, I'm so glad you're you."

He groaned as his hips moved faster, slamming into yours over and over. You felt the tingling begin to overtake you, the familiar sensation in your lower belly signaling an imminent release.

"Oh my god. I ... think ... no, I am ... I'm gonna-,"

"Shhhh." Levi hissed, quieting you as you moaned.

He reached for your nipple and pinched it gently. You cried out his name and started to shake.

"I-I'm ... oh, baby. Please. Please let me, let me -"

"Yes. Cum, y/n. Cum for me, all over me." Levi groaned as he reached up to run his thumb over your swollen clit. He kissed the tender place between your breasts, lightly sucking on your skin. "You're mine."

That was all it took. You came all over his cock and every time he thrust upward you wanted to scream in pleasure. "I'm all yours." But instead you smiled. "You have me. All of me."

"Shit! Ahh! Fuck fuck fuck, you're so wet for me."

His eyes rolled back in his head as he gripped the back of your neck with his free hand, holding your head down so that your eyes were on him. The only sound in the room was his hip bones slapping against your flesh and his desperate moans.

He bucked his hips up and gasped for air. Your second orgasm snuck up on you and came quick, rushing through you like a river breaking the banks in a flood.

You felt him tense as he fell into his orgasm, trying not to spill a drop as you ground down on him even harder.

His hips rocked against yours and he groaned. As his cock softened, he felt the heat rising in his cheeks. "Ahh, fuck, y/n. Mm, yeah. We're sticky now."

You laughed and laid on top of him, panting and sweating. He smiled up at you, tucking a stray strand of hair back behind your ear.

"It's cute."

"What is, my ear?"

He chuckled. "Nooo, your hair is so wild."

Levi pulled himself free from beneath you and tucked you into the bed as you yawned. "Sleep." He kissed you and turned to leave the room.

"Wait. Where are you going?" You said, eyes filled with fear and heart dropping in your chest.

"Hm, what? Me? I'm - I'm gonna wash up. What kind of man do you take me for?"

"An amazing one. But just ... come here." You reach up and wrap your arms around his waist as you hold him tightly. "Sleep here. In my bed. I promise, just sleep. I just ... want you with me. Always." You feel the warmth of his chest as he wraps his strong arms around you.

"Always? Is that a promise, y/n?" Levi whispers the words, barely moving his lips at all, as if he's too scared of his own thoughts to formulate the question.

You tilt your chin and place your forehead against his, running your fingers through his hair, tugging slightly. "Yes. Levi. Yes. I promise."

His eyes fill with tears, but he doesn't let them spill. Even though he now believed that you'd always be there to wipe them away.

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More Return to the Night, will try to finish this little interlude in 2-ish more parts.

Return to the Night, Part 4 (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, or Ao3)

Proto and Turner took off from the apartment building and down the lonely street in a quick stride. All was silent, save for the occasional sigh of a warm, smoggy L.A. summer wind drifting aimlessly down the deserted street.

"So, how's sharing a room with Elec Man?" Proto asked to lighten the mood, for beside him Turner walked with his hands held stiffly at his side, his face wooden.

"Oh…uh, Elec Man insisted. All his idea. You see, he wanted to protect me. He's more suited for combat than I am, and our affiliation attracts danger. Of course, I'm alright on my own," Turner replied lazily, yet his eyes darted away as though this wasn't the full truth.

"Uh-huh, sure."

Proto was about to ask another question when they turned into an alley and nearly collided with a pair of androids. One had curly dark red hair beneath a striped beanie and numerous ring piercings on his ears and lower lip, the other had spikey silver hair that slouched lazily to one side and a dull, flat expression in his black eyes.

"Whoa, check it out. It's Break Man and some other pretty boy dork human," muttered the one with piercings, nudging the other in the ribs.

"Weird."

"Oh hello there, gentleman," greeted Proto brightly, recognizing them. Of all the times, why now? He had more important things going on than to deal with losers like Ring Man and Magnet Man!

Turner whirled accusingly on Proto. "We've been followed?!" he hissed.

"Uh…no? We like didn't even know you'd be here," said Ring Man. "We were just running some errands and stuff."

"Yeah," muttered Magnet Man, his hands stuffed in his pockets as he scowled up at Proto.

Without warning, Turner drew a laser pistol from a hidden holster strapped to his back, cocked it, and pointed it at Ring Man. "You'll regret following us," he uttered coldly.

Both Ring Man and Magnet Man went tense. Ring Man took a huge step backward, his back hitting the alley wall, his wide eyes locked on the pistol. 'What the—hey!" he complained, raising his hands. "Chill out, dude! We weren't following you! We didn't even know he was going to be here, Break Man's supposed to live in New York with his stupid creator!"

Proto quickly stepped between them, "Whoa whoa whoa, stand down, they're not worth it!" he told Turner.

"Break Man, what the hell's going on? Are you teaming up with gangsters now or something?" demanded Ring Man, sounding annoyed.

Smiling coldly, Proto turned back to Ring Man. "As if I'd tell you…but I'll cut you a deal. Let's just pretend I didn't see you, and you didn't see me, and no one ends up at the bottom of a river, got it?"

Ring Man's eyes twinkled. "Really? Thanks!" he snickered, motioning to Magnet Man. "Smell ya later, dorkface!"

They scampered like rats down the alley and out of sight.

Turner watched them go, his entire frame as rigid as the nozzle of the laser pistol remained on Ring Man's retreating back. "And you best forget our faces or I will hunt down everyone you hold dearly and make them suffer!" he called.

Though Ring Man and Magnet Man were out of sight, they heard Ring Man's taunting response echoing between the building. "Um, yeah, whatever? Don't get your fancy pants in a twist, we're going! Dork, heh. Yeesh!"

"Easy junior! Those bots aren't that bad, they're kinda lazy morons, actually. Relax!" said Proto, barely holding back a laugh.

Turner glared at Proto. It was a moment before he finally lowered the laser pistol. "…Are they really not dangerous?"

"Pff, no. Playground bullies are more threatening! Their names are Ring Man and Magnet Man."

"Who do they work for?"

"Dr. Wily."

"Who?"

"Man, you Angelenos are really out of the loop…Dr. Wily, America's most wanted mad scientist?"

"And he calls himself Dr. 'Wily'?

"…Yeah? I used to work for him, but now we're archenemies or something."

Turner raised a brow at Proto, looked back down the alley, and sighed. "You're really not what I expected."

Proto grinned. "Maybe not, but it's alright, kid! They're gone! You can relax, you're with me! If we really get jumped I'll take care of it—and don't worry about those two, they had it coming, all you did was rough up a couple of robo-punks."

There was no response. Turner was looking down at his hand, which was trembling.

Watching Turner keenly, Proto asked in a low voice, "Fighting's not your thing, is it? Gee, you don't rake after your brother after all!"

"I don't know what you mean," muttered Turner brusquely, his fist clenching as his eyes shifted to a distant point on the opposite side of the alley.

He was fooling no one. Proto was beginning to have second thoughts about this. "Hey, uh…do you want to stay behind?" he asked bracingly. "Where we're going might get ugly."

Turner's pale eye snapped toward Proto. "No."

Proto took a small step toward Turner. "I dig your enthusiasm, kid, but if someone tries to come at ya like this—"

In demonstration, Proto made a lunge for Turner's pistol, yet in a swift, elegant movement, Turner spun out of his reach further down the alley. Non-plussed, Proto tried again, and again, but Turner continued to evade with the easy grace of a feather riding the wind.

"Okay. Impressive," Proto admitted finally, realizing he wouldn't be able to disarm Turner so easily.

"I'm staying with you," Turner said firmly, placing the pistol back in its hidden holster. "Now, lead on. And if any of your other moronic associates attempt to jump us, well, let's just say they've got another thing coming."

"Whatever you say, junior," Proto replied with a shrug, amused by Turner's empty threat. One thing could be certain—Turner certainly didn't follow the typical Syndicate mold (no matter how hard he tried) but despite the danger, he was gravely worried about Elec Man above all.

Continued in Part 5

#fic updates #return to the night #become the night #proto man #top man #elec man #ring man #magnet man #syndicate #recut au #syndicate!Proto AU #Good!Proto AU

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How about some platonic yandere diabolik lovers boys with a human kid head canons if that’s something your comfortable doing

Yes I'm okay with that mind I'm pretty tired right now but I will do my best

-Sakamakis

When you get dropped off on their doorstep the first thinking you were either lost or you were a kid trying to pull a prank

And when you explain to them your parents just left you there,they kinda aren't a bit surprised I mean their parents were awful so they weren't surprised human parents were cruddy too

After they let you in the house depending on what type of kid you are so say you were what my siblings are "hellspawn" children then Reiji might put you in the corner or make you write something a 100 times.

But if you are what some might call mature for your age Ayato will most likely say something witty "Awww look its a mini pain in my -"*sees Reiji* "I mean you wanna show me what your reading hehe"

I see them liking more to chaotic neutral children someone who is mildly chaotic but also a calm sense

The reason I see this is because Ayato,Laito,Kanato seem a bit more roubounksious(I hope i spell it right) then the rest of their brothers, so they need someone who can keep up with their level of energy when per say when Ayato wants to teach you basketball or when Kanato wants you to play dress up with him or when Laito needs someone to play piano with him

While on the other hand Reiji,Shu,Subaru are more calm so a calmer child they will get along with

Reiji will either read you some of the books he gotten,or teach you some *CHILD SAFE* experiments

Ps he's great with getting help with homework

Shu would let you take naps with him or let you listen to music with him but you will especially take naps if you don't have a steady sleep schedule

Subaru will probably take you to the garden and teach you how to take care of the roses and teach you self defense

All in all they seem great if your chaotic neutral but if your a "hellspawn" yeesh just run ok run

-Mukami's

same situation with them though but they can take kids who are bit more hyperactive

Ruki will teach you about different cultures and how to cook simple meals until your old enough to learn how to use the stove

Yuma will teach you to garden and will take you to the park

Kou will teach you sing or play a instrument or if you are interested in fashion will teach you some sewing tricks

Azusa will show you his knife collection,and other trinkets he collected I can not tell you how much he cried when you brought him a bag of random little shiny things and the sword you stole from the sakamakis

AKA they knew it was you but they don't mind since they don't really use them though they were mad you gave it to one of them "dead" pest

I'm sorry if this was bad I"m tired and due to a ganglion cyst on my hand my hand will randomly fall asleep due to it,but I hope you enjoyed this

#diabolik lovers #platonic diabolik lovers #yuma mukami #kou mukami #subaru sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #child reader #platonic relationships #platonic #ayato sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #shu sakamaki #ruki mukami #azusa mukami #diabolik boys