#Since i mostly do this sort of thing during school and stuff

[mint-is-here]

Day 1 of the @lmk-season-5-drawing-challenge :D

I thought i would be the only one who would draw Nezha for this day but nop!!!

Anyway this is sort of for my au? I mostly use this Nezha outfit in my sk8ter boy au but i also just. Use it outside of the au in general. So yeah.

[steddieas-shegoes]

for @thefreakandthehair (and @vecnuthy and @wormdebut while we’re at it) because sometimes you help a baseball player through French class so they can stay on the team and then they end up on the Savannah bananas and you decide to put the fictional men into situations about it *shrugs*

Eddie was going to have to transfer out of this class. This was one of his easiest classes and it was filled with every jock on campus attempting to fill their foreign language requirement with French.

And they were all failing. And annoying. And obnoxious.

And a few of them were also hot.

But Eddie wasn’t gonna focus on that!

He was gonna finish today’s assignment and then head straight to the advising office to find another class that worked with his work schedule.

“Hey,” the guy next to him whispered as the teacher droned on about conjugating verbs. “Do you have any idea what the fuck the homework was?”

Eddie turned to glare at the person, but his face dropped when he noticed who it was.

The campus celebrity: Steve Harrington.

Couldn’t quite make it on the college baseball team, but managed to make the sort-of professional, but mostly joke team Hawkins Hooligans.

Eddie didn’t like sports, never had. He could appreciate that it took skill and whatnot, but he didn’t care much to watch it or make celebrities of people who were just really good at one very specific thing usually involving some kind of ball. But he could appreciate a joke. And this team had jokes.

Steve was actually apparently good enough to play pro, had even been scouted by the MLB his senior year of high school. One week before his professional tryout, he tore a muscle in his shoulder, had to sit for three months and had to do physical therapy for another three, and voila! No pro ball for him. No college either since he missed spring training.

But he still had skill, and he still had a father with a lot of pull in the business, even if it wasn’t quite enough to get him on the Yankees or whatever.

So he was biding his time on the Hooligans until next year when he could try out for the college team again, maybe increase his chances of a real pro career.

Eddie definitely hadn’t watched videos of him during their first few games of the season where they faced the Indy Idols and the Chicago Charades.

He definitely hadn’t gotten a weird flutter in his stomach when Steve had been the one to lip sync to Hot For Teacher while pretending his bat was a guitar.

He definitely didn’t have a crush on Steve.

“Uh. Dude?” Steve asked him again, shaking him out of his thoughts.

“Yeah. It was the study guide for the first quiz. Not due until next class though,” he whispered back.

“Oh. Thanks.”

Eddie turned his attention back to the professor, not really needing to pay attention since he already knew quite a bit of French.

A tap on his shoulder made him yelp, and the entire room turned to him. He waved apologetically before turning to Steve with a murderous look.

“What?” He hissed out.

“Do you understand this?”

“Yes and you probably would too if you stopped talking to me.”

Eddie was ignoring the voice in his head screaming at him to let Steve keep talking to him for as long as he wanted.

“I don’t think that’s it,” Steve huffed before sitting back in his seat and folding his arms across his chest. He mumbled something else that sounded like ‘I’m just stupid’ but Eddie couldn’t be 100% sure.

“A lot of this stuff is just English spelled a little differently.” Eddie sighed. “You could almost definitely figure it out if you took some notes.”

“Yeah, probably.”

Eddie’s brows scrunched together as he glanced at Steve’s red face.

Hm. There was definitely something to unpack here.

“You can borrow mine if you want,” Eddie offered as he watched the professor switch slides on the presentation. “I don’t really need them until the final.”

“Oh!” Steve sounded genuinely surprised by his offer, like he hadn’t been basically asking for help only a moment ago. “You don’t have to do that. I mean, it wouldn’t do much good for me anyway.”

“What do you mean?” Steve had Eddie’s full attention now.

“I’m. I-“ Steve sighed. “I’m dyslexic, man. Reading’s hard for me.”

Well, fuck. Eddie felt like an asshole now.

“Oh.” Eddie looked down at his scribbled notes, cringing at the thought of someone else trying to read them, let alone someone who already struggled with reading from a printed page. “Yeah, my handwriting is shit so it’d probably be useless to you. Shit, it’s almost useless to me.”

Steve snorted, immediately covering his mouth to avoid any more noise from escaping. Eddie could see he was still smiling though. His eyes were very expressive.

“Don’t you have accommodations?” Eddie asked him.

“Nah, my dad doesn’t believe it’s a problem.” Steve rolled his eyes. “Said I just need to focus more and it’ll ‘work itself out.’”

“He sounds like he’s a lot of fun at parties.”

Steve snorted again. “Yeah, a blast.”

“So you aren’t a natural at French?”

Steve shook his head. “I’m barely a natural at English.”

“I could help you?” Eddie was an idiot. An idiot with a crush on someone who would never be interested in anything he had to offer except tutoring.

“Help me? You’d help me?” Steve seemed eager, maybe a little desperate.

Eddie kinda liked that.

“I mean, yeah. If you’re actually willing to put in the work and not expect me to just do the work for you.”

Steve smiled. God, that was a nice smile. Eddie was absolutely fucked.

“I work well with a reward system,” he smirked. “If you’re willing.”

Eddie’s eyes widened momentarily as the realization sunk in that he’d just been flirted with.

By Steve Harrington.

“Oh, I can definitely work with that.”

Steve nodded once, grinned at Eddie as he picked up his pen and ripped off a small piece of his unused notebook paper. He scribbled something down and folded it once before handing it to Eddie.

“Let me know when I need to show up, Eds.”

Eddie unfolded the paper and nearly dropped it.

Stevie H. 555-555-0086 My dorm at 7? No clothes required

When Eddie looked back up, Steve was facing the front, seemingly paying attention to the lecture.

Eddie quickly pulled his phone from his pocket and put Steve’s contact info in. He could wait until after class to send him a text. He could.

Instead, he typed out something quick to hold them both over until later.

Studying naked is my favorite thing 😉

Steve’s knee nudged against his in response.

Maybe Eddie wouldn’t take that trip to advising after all.

And if he was featured on the next TikTok for the Hawkins Hooligans, with Steve fake serenading him in the stands, nobody had to know he didn’t really like sports.

He liked Steve, though. Even when Steve actually managed to play real competitive baseball. Even when Steve managed to get a spot on the Cubs.

Especially when Steve proposed to him during a game in maybe the worst recorded French of all time.

[giveafike]

Hi can you write Elliot euphoria and YN have a camping indoors sleepover that leads to more than just friends. Extra smutty please 🤭

TLDR: Elliot and Y/N planned a "camping trip" during college vacation and well, one thing led to another and...

Word count + info: 2.1k THIS ONE IS LONGGGG! Dialogue (it’s mostly sex talk and them being silly goofy guys). Female college!readerxElliot (no specifications).

Warnings + Content Ahead: NSFW this is 18+ MDNI, 420 mentioned, biting, oral sex, no protection (smh), lotta making out and mouth stuff, thigh riding 🤭 I think that’s it!

Azzie Notes ✚: Chat we are so back! sorry I took so long bro, IRL has been soo fkin messy atm but I just needed to write and get back on here. Why is my inbox ovulating so hard tho 😭  guys lets be demure too (kidding I need dom more than ever before now that Dominic has gone MIA)I hope u enjoy it's been a while! I also mentioned Euphoria like,.. the actual word and geeked out a bit go try n find it and geek out w me

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When It Rains, It Pours - D.F.

“Oh, dude you’ve got to be fuckin' kidding me” He huffs.

There you both were, like two idiots holding hamper baskets with blankets, snacks, rolling papers, and small pillows, staring out the glass door into the backyard as rain poured down heavy, the sound of wind whistling as the drops hit the windowed door hard.

You and Elliot had spent many summers “camping” in his backyard since High School and since college had separated your time together, what better way to reunite than kicking off summer in your hometown by camping? Only this year, you both promised to save up and go somewhere this time, but alas, it was just you, Elliot, his empty house and, the torrential rain outside. You both stood in matching tartan shorts and your graduation grey t-shirts from high school like a bunch of losers.

You sigh as you set down your hamper. “So much for that camping trip, huh?” you smirk, biting a smile down.

He sets his hamper basket down too and rummages through it to find his rolling paper and his little bag of weed. “Can’t believe our fuckin’ luck man” He murmurs angrily as he fumbles his papers up.

You sigh and reach over, grabbing his now crumpled paper, and, plop yourself down on the beanbag by the door before rolling his blunt for him. He sighs and sits on the floor between your legs, placing his chin on your knee before looking up at your face, and tucking some hair behind your ear.

“I missed this- I mean I missed you, ya know? Seeing your Instagram Stories and FaceTiming isn’t the same, you even look different. I really wanted to have something to remind you of me, like old times sake sort of thing, whatever that shit means” he mumbles, before pressing his cheek onto your knee, avoiding eye contact.

Your eyes widen at his confession and you stop in your tracks, your fingers moving away from the paper to his face, bringing his eyes back to look at you. Elliot had a lot messed up but one thing was for sure; he always had your back and was always there whenever you needed him.

You both were messed up together, he was your first kiss accidentally, you accidentally smoked weed together, and you both accidentally spent the night in a jail cell after trying to joyride an old car, only to end up crashing that same car within the span of a few minutes since neither of you could drive. Something about those accidents made your heart flutter and kept you around Elliot closer rather than push you away, even though your parents didn’t exactly take it well. Now, after spending almost 8 months away, you were worried Elliot felt like he was slipping away.

“Elli, you’ll always have me, you know that right? Like, you’ve fucked me up so bad that we have a trauma bond, you can’t expect me to slip away, dude. A-And remember one time it rained like this and we made an indoor fort? How ‘bout we do that then, yeah? We have all the stuff for it, the weed and all.” You smile, hoping to get a small laugh out of him as you hold his head, his eyes boring into yours while your fingers coil around his blonde-tipped hair.

He sighs and closes his eyes softly, before nodding, grunting as he gets up. He looks down at you before you lift your head to meet his gaze. Elliot lowers himself to plant kisses on your forehead with an overwhelming tenderness that sends shivers down your spine. It turns almost possessive as he trails it down to your cheek and peppers it with long kisses. Your breath hitches and you feel like melting under his touch. You had never felt a simple kiss to be so sensual but here you were, shivering with your breath hitching. He brings his mouth to your ear, his breath slow and almost ragged.

“If you left me, Y/N, I don’t know what I’d do...” His breath is ragged against your skin as he nips at your earlobe before abruptly standing upright again. He digs into his pockets as he walks over and attends to unpacking the hampers, acting nonchalant despite the raw passion still coursing through him. Elliot has kissed and touched you before, albeit while high, but something felt so different, so desperate at this moment.

You try to shrug it off as you roll a few more blunts before crawling inside the now-built fort Elliot had made. He sits on his knees as he puts up some string lights and fluffs up some pillows before resting on his elbows and leaning back. You sit in front of him, holding a blunt between your lips. He can’t help but smile as he brings his old lighter up to you, setting it alight and bringing his face close. The first hit in your lungs feels like home as you exhale with a giggle, blowing the smoke directly into his face. His eyes narrow playfully as he leans in, not breaking eye contact. Instead of simply taking the blunt, his lips brush against yours—soft, lingering—before catching the blunt between them. The kiss is brief but electric, the blunt slipping from your mouth to his as his lips hover close, teasing. For a moment, his face stays just inches from yours, the warmth of his breath mingling with the haze of smoke.

It’s like you’re in his pocket and he’s in yours, both of you wrapped around each others’ fingers. Your back is almost pressed to his, your face tilted up to look at his while his hands wrap around your waist, under your shirt and the waistband of your shorts feeling your smooth skin. It must’ve been 20 minutes when you decide to put the blunt to the side on a small tray and reach up to his face, this time parting his mouth for a kiss. It’s lazy and relaxed as you shift your body to straddle his thigh, your tongue slipping in. Elliot moans into the kiss, holding your hip with one hand and gripping your hair tight with the other.

You grind and gyrate on his thigh, your hands pulling at his curls; you knew he went crazy for hair tugs. His lips trail your neck, his tongue and teeth trailing and gnawing as he laps the length from your collarbone to your earlobe. You let out a whimper as you continue to buck against his thigh, desperate for more. You pull away, pressing your forehead to his.

“Elli, please… don’t hold back” you murmur, pleading as you heave.

He doesn’t answer, instead, he nods and takes his hand under your t-shirt to lift it up and over your head in one swift motion before connecting his lips back to yours. You gasp as you feel the cold air hit your naked torso, the sensation fresh with the sound of you making out with rain noises in the background and the smell of marijuana burning away. It all feels so right, so real.

His head dips between the valley of your breasts, suckling while holding eye contact, lazily moving his mouth over your breast, gliding the tip of his tongue in painful slow circles before taking your nipple between your teeth. His eyes look into yours with pure innocence and attentiveness, as you moan and hold his head there, roaming his curls as you continue to rock back and forth on his thigh, desperately trying for some friction for your now soaking core. You roll his t-shirt up and take it off his torso, throwing it to the side.

Elliot holds you and places you down on the pillow and the mess of bedsheets covering the wooden floor. He leans down, planting soft kisses from the nape of your neck to the edge of your waistband. He perks up to look at you with those sweet eyes you can never get enough of.

“You’re stunning, you know that, Y/N? You always have been.” He whispers shyly before tugging at your waistband looking for approval.

You nod and lift your hips up as he pulls your shorts and underwear off in one swift motion, discarding them outside of the fort. Elliot almost groans at the sight of you completely naked, his eyes filled with desire and admiration. He grabs the blunt placed on the tray and takes a long drag. Smoke billows from his lips and drifts towards your glistening center, making you shiver with anticipation. You moan at the sensation, feeling a wave of heat rush through your body. His head dips down while he kisses your inner thighs, licking softly. He kisses your core, right on your bud making you gasp. Elliot gently spreads your lips, taking one long lick up, circling over your bud. Something about how easy and purposeful he was being had made this all the more arousing, loud moans and encouragement rolling out from your lips begging him to keep going.

Elliot eats you out as if it's his sole duty, his purpose in life, and takes his sweet time to savour you, to thrust his tongue in and out of you, to drink you up until it brings your next orgasm, and then do it all over again. His hand thumbs your breast, the other holding your hips down as you continuously buck up for each wave of pleasure he gives you that ripples through your body. Elliot reaches down to free his member as he carries you through yet another orgasm, this time jerking himself off in slow, lazy strokes, dedicating himself to you first.

As you come down from your orgasm, you feel like you’re seeing stars, everything is flowing perfectly and harmoniously for the first time in a long time. You prop yourself up on your elbows as you watch him gently guide himself to your wet core. Elliot rubs his head up and down before thrusting in, watching your face for any sign of discomfort or displeasure. You grab his shoulder with one hand and bite your lip, nodding to ask him to keep going. He pushes in further, bottoming out inside of you entirely. Your tight hole twitches around his member, adjusting to his size as he slowly moves out, before pounding back in.

It doesn’t take much for Elliot to lose control and find himself relentlessly thrusting into you, roughly gripping a hand to your breast as he moves at a furious pace. You let out provocative giggles and purrs, further fueling his intense desire as he thrusts in and out of you. The fort feels humid, the sound of rain and skin slapping filling the room. Your body craves this, needing more and more as every thrust sends a wave of pleasure through your entire body. Elliot's red eyes are locked on yours, his face contorted with pure passion, your name spilling out like a prayer. You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him to go even deeper. His breath hitches as he pounds into you, his hips bucking wildly. The smell of sweat and sex fills the air as he continues to pound, his name echoing from your lips with every thrust.

As you near the edge, you can feel yourself tightening around him, squeezing each time he slams into you. Elliot grabs your hips, holding you tightly as he thrusts faster and harder, his eyes locked on yours. His face is a mix of passion and desperation, knowing you are about to shatter beneath him. And then it happens. You both reach your peaks, sending a jolt of euphoria through the both of you before collapsing, rocking together in one final attempt to ride out your highs. Your nails dig roughly into his shoulder as Elliot bites down on yours, your arms holding him as he lies on top of you before he pulls out and falls to your side. You both breathe out with your mouths dry and skin slick with sweat as you stare up at the bedsheet lined fort ceiling covered in string lights.

Elliot sits up to lazily grab the blunt from the tray, accidentally brushing past one of the fort supports. He pauses for a moment, before exhaling and lying back, taking a drag before handing it to you, smiling.

“You know, for a second there I thought I fuckin’ ruined the momen-” He’s cut off by the fort caving in, entangling you both in sheets. You can’t even be mad at him, he just accidentally crashed his own fort after making your legs shake. God knows how the rest of the night goes, but at least it’s spent with good, old Elli.

[arcadia-of-pluto]

LADS Headcanons

MC + reader = same person

Word count; 2.7k

Warnings; 18+ content for some parts, but honestly it's not even that bad.

Notes; Hey guys! I felt a bit bad since I haven't been working on...anything. So I decided to whip this up (mostly because I had a Caleb headcanon and I wasn't sure how to get it out there, so they all get headcanons!). Now, keep in mind, these are my headcanons so they're not canon or anything. It's just all in good fun, you know? Sorry if some are shorter than others

Also this isn't proof-read at all so if there's spelling errors and stuff...well, it just shows I'm human! You know?

Caleb

So, as seen in Caleb's 4-star promise card “Deceptive Solitude”, I don't think Caleb and MC would shy away from seeing each other in any state of undress. Spoilers for the card, but she walks into the bathroom while he has a towel slung low on his waist. Water dripped down his bare chest. Neither is embarrassed or shocked. Caleb isn't trying to cover himself up in a panic and MC isn't staring at his bare chest or towel clad lower half. They just have a normal conversation while he's cleaning his gun and looking at each other in the mirror.

Then, a little while later, he stands behind her in front of the mirror, still only in a towel and it's still a calm and domestic moment. No one is nervous or shy, trying to rush to get dressed. It's clear that Caleb has been shirtless in front of her and has probably even walked around in a towel in front of her. So, the same could be said for her.

I think Caleb would be extremely calm if she changed in front of him. It's just a normal thing for them. As long as they have undergarments on or their privates are covered, I don't think they would feel embarrassed or even shy.

That's not to say no one can write Caleb as a shy, blushing dweeb (because he definitely is that), but that's just one of the biggest headcanons I have for him since seeing that card.

Other headcanons would be;

He's a panty sniffer. We all knew this, all assume as much. He volunteers to do the laundry, accidentally touches something wet, and turns out…it's MC's panties that she touched herself in. He doesn't realize this, ends up sniffing his fingers, and he's surprised. The thought of what she did, of what you did, in those panties turns him off and…then he uses them to get off. An additional headcanon would be that he steals any of your brand new panties, gets off in them, making sure to cum all over them, and then washes them for you to wear. He's…breaking them in for you, so to speak.

He gets annoyed whenever anyone else, besides himself, refers to him as your brother. He doesn't want to be known as your brother to anyone. He started acting this way the moment he hit puberty. He's been in love with you this whole time, but isn't sure what his next step is since he doesn't want to ruin the relationship you have. Before the explosion, he tries to keep his jealousy in check. During your school years, most of his fights would be between him and guys who wanted to ask you out – whether they were serious or wanting to ask you out as a joke. He'd fight with them all, but then brush off your concern by saying they were just bullies.

He would most definitely be a virgin. I can't imagine him even wanting to have sex with anyone other than MC. Even just to try it out. Same with kissing. He doesn't seem easily susceptible to peer pressure either, so nothing would be able to tempt him. He would, however, practice. Whether it's kissing apples, pillows, anything of the sort. He'd also more than likely own an onahole (or a pocket pussy), he'd imagine it as MC and experiment a lot with it. He'd finger it, actually fuck it, he would try licking it but he'd prefer the real thing. I also feel he wouldn't enjoy watching porn, he'd rather imagine you in various situations than watch some random get plowed. He wouldn't be extremely kinky, but he'd be up to try anything you wanted to at least once. On days you were away from home for awhile, I feel he'd go to your room and grind his dick on your pillows with a pair of your panties held up to his face. He'd cum all over your pillow case, then quickly wash it once post nut clarity hit and he'd feel a little guilty over it.

He'd always be daydreaming. Whether it be about dating you, proposing, getting married, having specifically one kid. He would only want one and he'd prefer she look like you, so he could have another princess to spoil. He would prefer only one child, because anymore and your attention wouldn't be on him as much…and he doesn't like that thought. He writes down baby names in a journal; alongside your schedule, your likes and dislikes, honeymoon plans, anything you've off-handly said you wanted, anything you've said looked cute, and his biggest plan of all — putting Gran in a care facility.

Caleb doesn't exactly care for Josephine. I mean, I can clearly see why. Sure, she gives him an allowance, but it's clear that she prefers MC over him. He was just a requirement for adopting MC. If she didn't, MC would've never come with her. She didn't go to his graduation, she didn't visit him at the hospital when he was injured. And it makes sense for Caleb not to like her as much. He has all his memories from being experimented on. Sure Josephine wasn't in charge of his tests, but she was still an Ever Researcher, someone can't trust. But he was a child. This was the only way he could protect MC and not be separated from her, so he was willing to do it.

When Caleb sleeps alone, he moves a lot in his sleep. Especially since he's always having nightmares. Sometimes, he'll wake up on the floor with covers tangled around him. However, when he sleeps with you, his nightmares are more manageable. He doesn't care how you both sleep as long as you're in his arms. The moment you're out of his reach, he wakes up and he'll pull you back.

(This is feeling like less of a headcanon post and more of a character dissection 😭 the others won't be as detailed since I'm unsure of how any of them would act in certain situations ;-; )

Sylus

Sylus would also be one who isn't embarrassed or shy about being naked in front of MC – however, I feel, in this case, MC would be the shy and embarrassed one. Sylus isn’t someone she's been around for 10+ years like Caleb, she's only known him for a few months. So if she saw him shirtless or in a towel, she'd definitely try to cover her eyes and blush, shouting at him to ask what his problem is. But if he were injured and shirtless, she wouldn't hesitate to run over and help in any way she can.

This applies to all of the love interests. Even if she's embarrassed from the sight of their chest and abs, the sight of blood would cause her to jump into action.

Sylus would also enjoy watching her from afar. We've seen how he kept an eye on her with Mephisto before they even met, so who's to say he hasn't used Mephisto to spy on her while changing or while she was getting off? Especially after he's met her and she's aware of who he is. MC would be mortified over this since she views Mephisto as a pet and not a highly intelligent robot that happens to be in the shape of a crow, but Sylus would get a good tease out of it.

He's also always keeping an eye on her, which is how he coincidentally shows up everywhere she goes.

She's got a high confidential Hunter's Association meeting? He's somehow in the same building doing a weapons deal.

He loves slotting himself into her every day life, so her co-workers are aware of his existence. Loves teasing MC as she's extremely worried about him getting caught and locked away, when she should instead be worried that she'll be caught with him and be in big trouble for hiding the leader of Onychinus.

He avoids using his right eye on MC because he's worried he'll see any desires that don't include him.

This one is more actually canon, but he sleeps during the day (because most of his work is at night but) so he can keep an eye on MC at night. To make sure her house is safe, among other things, while he does his usual work. He prefers to sleep sitting up with his bedside lamp on. Unless you're in bed with him, then he prefers to cuddle with your front facing him. He never wants to sleep with your back to him, because then he feels like you're mad at him.

Rafayel

He would be so embarrassed to be undressed in front of you that you would forget to be embarrassed. However, his shyness would be gone after the first time. It was just his knee jerk reaction. He was almost worried you'd avoid him if you saw him like that. Even if he's had you in another life, he's nervous he'll never get the chance to do so again. So that’s why he's always hesitant with his actions, and why he's passionate and intense when showing his love.

Since he slumbers on the seafloor, waiting for MC to reincarnate once more, he's not used to having legs so his ankles are a tad bit weaker than a normal person's. He can be clumsy and he walks with a barely noticeable limp. You can definitely tell whenever he's standing up since he never puts all of his weight down fully on one of his feet (I don't remember exactly which one though and I'd hate to be wrong).

He tries to hide his pain, his feelings, by being sarcastic and making jokes all the time. Sure, his jokes can be a tad hurtful at times, but there's never any venom behind them. His optimistic demeanor hides his tidal wave of emotions hidden just under the surface.

He lives by the ocean on Whitesand Bay so he can listen to the seagulls, breathe in the salt from the water, and occasionally go for a swim. Because of this, many fishermen in Linkon will claim they saw a mermaid in the water. It's obviously just Rafayel, but most people would chalk it up to being manatees or a new type of aquatic Wanderer.

He likes to keep an eye on MC from afar, similarly to Sylus. But, since he doesn't have Mephisto, he puts on a disguise and follows her around. Or he'll hire a private investigator to learn about what's going on in his life. (Most of this is canon since he watched over her while he was in college and did a presentation on her campus)

He sleeps on his stomach, face buried in his pillows while his satin shirt rides up his back. While he doesn't prefer to sleep shirtless or naked, he does like having his skin exposed. Always having a foot out from under the covers.

Xavier

Now, I would say Xavier would be embarrassed but who am I kidding? From what any of his steamy 5-stars show, this man would not be embarrassed at all. Instead, he'd revel in the fact that you're embarrassed. He'd tilt his head back and raise an eyebrow as you blushed and struggled to look away.

He absolutely loves to be in control, to toss you around like a rag doll, let everyone know just who you belong to. But then outside of the bedroom, he's the sweetest man alive. Even giving you puppy dog eyes and apologizing if he barely bumps you.

He tends to keep an eye on you through light. Wanting to always make sure you're safe and if any other man gets on his nerves, he will let it be known. He's a very jealous man, and for no reason too. Even if you're in a secure relationship, he'll still get mad at any man hanging around you. No matter how many times you reassure him, he's still upset. Which could be annoying, but I feel like it stems from a lot of different things.

Mainly, whenever Xavier went missing (during his Lightseeker Myth) for over 300-years, Jeremiah was by MC's side the whole time. He can say all he wants about how he wouldn't be mad if she dated someone else, but we know that's bullshit. Though it is odd that he's not as jealous in that life as he is in this current one. Maybe it's because this is his last life with MC and he wants to be her one and only? But with Queen MC, he wasn't as jealous since he knew he could get another MC?

Honestly, not sure. The whole of his Lightseeker Myth kind of bothers me – and i say this as someone who loves Xavier, but Queen MC was done dirty. I feel as if this version of MC is the most miserable, the one who got screwed over the most. Because at least when MC died in her other myths, she died knowing she was loved. At least when the other love interested died in their myths, she knew they cared about her. But in Lightseeker? She went from knight to queen, with no prior training. She was forced into being queen to a planet that was on the brink of death. A dying planet with citizens that she cared for, but with no way to save them or herself. Left all alone, knowing that her best friend left her to travel with Xavier and that Xavier left to find another version of her (while she didn't fully know who he left Philos for, she'd definitely be able to figure this out after he left).

Anyways, rambles aside, I think Xavier is so jealous and clingy because he doesn't want to lose you. He wants to make the most of his time with you and finally have a chance to love you and be with you. Which, in turn, makes him easily excitable when it comes to sex – especially with how his 5-stars are portrayed.

I think Xavier either sleeps like a sick Victorian child on his deathbed (flat on his back, hands on his chest) or he sleeps curled up in a ball. When in bed with you, it's constant cuddles. Usually him curled up against your back, an arm slung over your waist.

Zayne

Zayne is similar to Caleb in the aspect of, MC is rather comfortable around him. Yes, there may be a bit of shyness and hesitation when seeing him in a state of undress, but that would all fade away rather quickly. Internally, Zayne would be embarrassed, but his first priority would be to calm your nerves.

While at Akso for doctor's appointments, he would be professional and curt. He'd do his best not to show favourtism, but if you came in gravely injured, he'd be the first to internally freak out and rush you into the operating room.

He'd be a calm and gentle lover, oftentimes a bit vanilla. Talking you through it. Other times, he can be rather rough (look no further than his 5-star card “Absolute Zeal”). < also, he'd more than likely be a lightweight since he doesn't drink often.

I can't really think of what else to write for him, like I'm honestly not even sure how he would sleep, but I'll still try.

He loves to hold hands. He tends to rub his thumb across the top of your hand and over your knuckles. Tired cuddles are a must with his head resting on yours. Always kissing the crown on your head. His stomach does flips whenever you kiss the scars on his arms. He does his best to stay composed while, on the inside, he's an absolute mess. He loves to play with your hair, always keeping a hair tie in his pocket for when you want to pull your hair up. He could mindlessly braid your hair for hours on end.

Zayne sleeps in a multitude of ways depending on how tired he is or if he needs to be on standby for work. Some days he could fall asleep while sitting up, glasses on with a book open on his lap. Other times, he could sleep on his side or even his back. When he sleeps next to you, he's always got to be holding your hand. He'll hold your hand close to his face while he sleeps, lips brushing against your knuckles with his arm around your waist.

[thewritersofdeceased]

If you do the black phone still can I request Headcanons on their s/o (female) being unserious and laughs at almost everything and is very giggly?

This was fun to write!! I love writing tbp requests guys its sm fun to me! I’ll be so honest, i was watching aphmau(which i'll be taking requests for now!) while doing this, so i was having a whole load of fun :3!! 

|| THE BLACK PHONE BOYS WITH A REALLY GIGGLY S/O! ||

FINNEY BLAKE

Finney has a 50/50 reaction when it comes to his s/o being super giggly! It really depends on the situation

If it’s a situation where either of them gets hurt, for example, tripping or something, he’s a little bit confused as to why your laughing

Until he realizes it’s the “laugh first ask later” type of thing

But of course he makes sure you’re okay! He’d feel bad if you were really injured with it.

If you’re just super giggly, he doesn’t mind! Just unless it comes to school.

Definitely uses your giggly personality to his advantage and stuff, especially during pillow fights and tickle wars!

Yes. He gets dragged into the pillow fights mostly by Gwen.

ROBIN ARELLANO

Robin's a little bit confused about being supper giggly, but he's not mad about it at all!

He's just used to being super focused on his fights, so he enjoys the change of having a giggly partner! it's actually really refreshing to him

like Finney, he uses the giggly personality to his advantage, all the tickle fights and everything of the sort

Would beat the living fuck out of anyone who said it was childish to be super giggly or any insulting words (those are usually from Moose)

Again, laugh first ask later type of person unless it’s super SUPER serious injuries

He buys you silly bandaids just to hear your laugh!

BRUCE YAMADA

Has no issue with your giggly personality! In fact, he matches it! He has a younger sister, so he’s used to outgoing and giggly kinds of situations!

Your laughter and just smile in general is his motivation to win any of his baseball games, he just loves your smile and giggles so much!

He has no issue trying to make you laugh, but of course he makes sure you're okay! He couldn't bear the thought of you getting hurt then laughing it off. well- he can, but of course he's worried about it!

He's definitely the type of person who'll like- copy? If that makes sense! So if he hangs around someone for too long he'll do the same?

For example because I'm bad at explaining, if your super giggly and Bruce hangs around you for a while, he'll eventually start to be a bit more giggly and outgoing!

VANCE HOPPER

Vance is on the "what the fuck is going on" side between the super giggly personality, as he's more used to super serious situations (for example, him always getting in trouble with the cops and everything, getting into fights)

He likes hearing your laugh, dont' get him wrong! he's just not the type of person to get all giggly or laugh much himself. after all, not a lot of people trust him since he's always getting into fights and such.

He enjoys the difference between you two! He enjoys the opposites sort of vibe you two have.

He would willingly beat the shit out of anyone who tries to make fun of your giggly personality. Like Moose for example :]

He's not one to join any pillow fights or anything, he prefers to be much more on the "just relax and let me hear your stupid jokes" side of the relationship

In general, a 7/10 when it comes to his s/o being super giggly!

BILLY SHOWALTER

Billy's similair to Finney for this one, super confused!

But he enjoys the giggles once he finds out it's just your personality!

He loves hearing your laugh when you're playing with Harper, since Harper's usually a super energetic dog!

Definitely takes you to carnivals and loves hearing your laughs at those glass house mirrors (like the silly and funky ones!)

Hearing you laugh while he's making silly faces in photos or anything is like his #1 goal in life

Billy loves you so much that he would definitely send you silly notes during class(he only hopes it doesn't get you two in trouble)

He'd also start laughing if you two ever get a stern lecture, just because of how unserious you are

GRIFFIN STAGG

Griffin's not used to unserious or giggly people, as he's usually self-reserved and quiet with his nose in a book

If you asked him a character that reminded him of you, he'd say Pinkie Pie automatically

He enjoys the silly and outgoing personality you seem to have, he has no issue with it!

He thinks his mother would've loved you, as your the reason he's getting out of the house!

Griffin has NO problem having Vance beat the hell out of someone for making fun of you

[aliusfrater]

which extracurriculars did sam take in high school

hi nick well in canon he did football (soccer), theatre (tech stuff + that unspecified role in 'our town'), mathletics, and curated his own activities (his self-made summer reading list) so i like to think:

he did other kid-typical stuff for tryhard students like a spelling bee or maybe even joined a few quiz teams but despite having the potential and skill he never ended up competing beyond the county the school was in 'cause he'd end up leaving before it could ever progress to that point

he was casually into chess throughout his whole childhood and it eventually became a thing he and jess would play when spending time together in their apartment

he really poured himself into a sport from time to time because 1) he thought an activity like that would be something that could make john more inclined towards him and his interests and 2) regardless, john counted it as exercise so he'd be able to spend less time at 'home' because of practice and he'd get out of hunter training. i think he mostly stuck to football but some other sports i think are sort of samish are track and field (long distance, specifically), tennis, and badminton

related to the last one but i want this to have its own bullet point <3 i have a headcanon that once, in the middle of a growth spurt, sam was at a particular school for longer than usual because it was the end of the year and dean wasn't in school anymore. dean had a girlfriend who was a senior on the cheer team and she was pretty cool with sam. not close friends, but if sam was making dinner and she was home with dean, he'd make three servings, that kind of thing. anyway one of the guys on the cheer team hurt himself in another sport, and they needed someone his height to fill in for the last couple weeks of practice and performances since the guy who couldn't be there was a senior and they'd shift stuff around next year anyway. sam heard her ranting about how stressful it was to dean and he rationalised that even though he'd never done that stuff before nor was he super interested, he wasn't in any other extracurriculars at this particular school and he liked her company + was sure dean would appreciate it. he was a little younger than everyone else on the team but he remembers the experience as being very welcoming and working very well for talking about teamwork on his university applications

he'd sometimes charge his schoolmates money to do their essays because it was a guaranteed job no matter which town john dragged them to

(i think i've posted about this before but) i looove to think he was a weird 90s computer kid. i love to think he did something adjacent to robotics

when he wasn't in school, he'd just hangout at libraries until he made friends with the librarians whom he'd talk about whatever book he'd chosen to read. sometimes they gave him fake homework for the books, which he enjoyed

he liked to join history clubs because beyond preferring the humanities, they always got into local museums for free during club trips which worked well for john's 'budget'

[hugemilkshake]

Hihi! Is it possible for you can do Yandere Triple Cone principles and their champion's headcanons?

(For context: All of them are trying to convince Y/N to join their school while sabotaging the other.)

Enjoy the milkshake! Man it’s been a minute since I’ve written anything yandere related so I may have fallen off- and also there’s not much stuff for these guys so that could play part

Triple cone cup recruitment!

-Platonic yandere-

!TW! Under the cut there is not much but there is slight endangerment so uh yeah beware ig?-

This week was a big week, this was the first time that academics around earthbread gathered together to show off their schools! Now everyone all had their eyes on three schools…

The Créme Knights

A Prestigious school for those who want to become paladins. This school is located in The Créme Republic, it’s ran by the Crème Knights Preceptor who is said to be quite determined

Scovillia

Ran by the fiery Scovillia Headmaster, this school is only for the spiciest of cookies! Located in the spiciest valley of the dragons valley!

Parfaedia

The Parfaedia principal is quite the knowledgeable one, the magical school is full of knowledge and offers lots of courses for the academics of the world

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All of these schools are quite desirable to anyone who has plans to go to an academy, and you were no different!

These schools had such great students and opportunities for greatness!

Now you weren’t any sort of prodigy but you weren’t a terrible student

Now little did you know, you were actually recommended to these schools! And they were quite impressed with you

Unfortunately, very quickly the three school principals realized that you were recommended to all of them

None of them were happy about that.

This week wasn’t going to be a fun one…

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The Scovillia Headmaster was very loud with trying to attract your attention, you need to know that Scovillia is a very fun school!

The headmaster isn’t against intimidating the other schools, the guitar isn’t just for music after all

The headmaster is always boasting about how great his students are and how you’d fit right in! Even if you weren’t exactly… spicy

But during one of the events, the headmasters speakers were disconnected by someone…

The Crème Knights Preceptor disconnected the speakers because you wouldn’t like a loud school! You should be in a school were respect and patience is key

More on a calm approach with getting you into this school, asking you what your dream school is and subtly leaving things in your bags that would suggest you become a paladin

But during a mock sparing match, one of the paladins tripped on something which almost impaled you

But you were saved by the Parfaedia principal’s magic! Granted they were the one to make the paladin trip to make them seem bad but that’s not important!

The principal is quite charming and very interesting is what you like, you like animals? There’s a course about dragons at Parfaedia! You’d enjoy baking? Well potion making is similar to baking so you might enjoy it!

But the other two schools do something to ruin anything the principal does

It’s just one big rat chase with them!

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One thing these principles do is low-key make their top students become friends with you- now these students aren’t aware they are part of some elaborate plot.

Capsaicin Cookie of Scovillia is very friendly is actually introduces you to Prune Juice of Parfaedia and Kouign-Amann of the Crème Knights!

Now these students know there’s something up with their principals but they don’t know what

They try to ask but they don’t get a response

Finally the end of the week is upon everyone and mostly everyone has found a school to go to! But which school did you go too? Well… you didn’t go to Scovillia, the Crème Knights or Parfaedia!

You decided to go a smaller school in the Pure Vanilla kingdom! Now the school isn’t as good as the top three but everyone you talked to were very nice! And you felt like the top three were a little to intense

The students you met were happy for you! But their principles… not so much…

[sightseerbat]

Ness and Porky headcanons because I'm already inside your home and you can't do anything about it!

(Contain general stuff about their friendship, but can be Nessporky if your heart so desire)

- They started interacting with eachother here and there during neighbor visits (soon the frequent visits would stop as the whole "Ness's father not paying up his debt" thing kinda tore both families apart)

- Became acquaintances by playing a bit together through the fence on days they both happened to be on their respective backyards at the same time

- Would become actual friends when Ness went to defend Porky from a bully at school. So instead of Porky getting beaten up, both got beaten up.

(((Hey, at least they got something out of it. I also used to got beat up at school and all I got was this lousy T-shirt)))

- From that moment on, they would spend a great amount of their days playing games and around the neighborhood together

- These two had a "pact" of sort to always play new 2 player games as soon as they were avaiable to rent at the videostore. Playing a new game with someone else than the other would be considered SACRILEGIOUS in this friendship.

- Ness would always allow Porky to be player one when they played. He didn't think fighting over it was worth it even when they were playing on his console.

- Before the game's events, they were trying to beat Contra on the NES

- Ness played baseball and other sports since forever, but never managed to have more friends cause he was always way too quiet for other kids's liking ((( just neurodivergent problems, nothing to see here folks )))

- That's THE reason why Ness stuck with Porky's antics through all these years. Being able to have fun without having to mask away this part of himself was too special for him

- Ness was always TERRIFIED of spiders. Porky choosing the design of his mecha was a intentional move to put even more salt on the wound that has become of their relationship at that point

- After the adventure, Ness still had the folder with stored birthday cards Porky gave him along the years somewhere in his room, mostly because they would contain written jokes and drawings he didn't had the heart to dispose of

- Having to throw away this folder years later wasn't easy for him, but alas.

[justonemorewallflower]

So I normally post BSG related content here but today I wanted to take the time to talk about the Wednesday Season 2 Trailer that dropped today!!! Oh my God there is so much to unpack. I'm going to go over some of the stuff/the things that piqued my interest (mostly because I'm doing this at work haha) I'll probably make another post later about the rest or in more depth though I think I covered most of everything I wanted to. We shall see. But let's get into it!

WARNING: spoilers for season 1 (obviously)

Wednesday going through airport security. Probably just her going home because if I remember correctly her home is a ways away from Nevermore but I had been under the impression they just drove there since they used their car. So if that isn't her going home I'm not sure where she's going. Maybe though with the amount of weapons she has with her it is school or possibly somewhere for one of her investigations (this is an edit but maybe also potentially she is visiting Enid because I remember she asked her to over the break).

Does Pugsley have powers now? There's that little clip of the family driving in the car and he like hits the Jericho sign with like electricity or something of the sort. So that's interesting. Maybe he has powers similar to Uncle Fester?

No sign of Xavier. That doesn't necessarily prove whether or not Percy is in this season but it gives me the idea that he likely won't be. Not sure if they've recasted him or just wrote him off as he left Nevermore or something. But if there is no Xavier I personally am happy as I wasn't a huge fan of Xavier (and not just because of the love triangle stuff, I just didn't like him as a character in general he came off as creepy and stalkerish to me, just weird vibes I didn't like). Just my opinion.

They show Bianca during the dialogue of "every family has dark secrets" which leads me to believe they will be going into more of her family stuff which excites me because I was partly worried they weren't going to come back to that/just leave it as a loose end.

Tyler is also shown during the above dialogue too which gives me hope they'll be getting into more of him and the Hyde and maybe even his mother and all of that. Hopefully we'll get to learn more about his family and how his mother being a Hyde changed things for him and his dad.

With Wednesday bleeding out of her eyes I believe that has something to do with her psychic abilities especially her being a Raven as her mother warned her about that in Season 1, also because that content is shown during the line "and secrets can have deadly consequences." Since I believe most likely that relates to her visions that probably means her visions get stronger or more frequent, maybe even both. Or maybe more violent/realistic too possibly.

The scene with Wednesday and the Hyde I find so interesting I really wanna know what's going on there because he runs towards her but seems to stop/like he's not going to attack. The setting also seems to be maybe Willow Hill which leads me to theorize multiple things: either Tyler escaped from his cell, Wednesday let him out/helped him escape, or he was allowed to walk around the facility with her (but I highly doubt that based on how they had him locked up in his cell).

There still seem to be murders happening. Between a car accident and a scene with someone's glasses in the woods and that person screaming, etc. What's behind the murders this time? Not sure but I highly doubt Tyler since it has been shown he's locked up (unless he does escape and the murders are after that). A new potential creature or villain could be introduced, maybe potentially Wednesday's stalker (which I hope they get into).

No sign of Laurel. While it has never been confirmed that she was killed that was the idea we were given but again not confirmed so she could still potentially be around, but I hope not for everyone's sake, especially Tyler.

It looks like Pugsley will be joining Nevermore (he's in a Nevermore uniform) so he might get roped into some of the mysteries going on and Wednesday investigating but we'll also maybe just get to see how he fares at Nevermore.

Uncle Fester will be back which is exciting and maybe means more Addams Family members will appear.

It looks like there's a festival/carnival again which should be fun and I'm curious how it will be compared to the one in the first season. I think it would be really cool if they did a parallel of sorts.

I'm curious what's going on with the scene where Wednesday looks like she had been kidnapped almost at a table with a bunch of creepy dolls. I'm curious what's going on there in general, whether or not she actually got kidnapped (maybe by her stalker perhaps) or if she set it up herself.

Also just some of my thoughts I really hope Tyler gets a redemption arc of sorts or at least we get some sort of closure regarding him and everything with his mom and being a Hyde, etc. I hope they get into it more and show how his being a Hyde isn't really under his control. I'm also curious to see if he is masterless now (assuming Laurel is dead) or if he has a new master, potentially Wednesday like some people are theorizing. Also I would love for him and Wednesday to reconcile, whether that be as lovers or just friends. I just want them to be on good terms again.

Okay, that's all I have for now haha! Feel free to share your thoughts, theories or correct anything I may have gotten wrong. I just wanted to share my thoughts as I'm super excited and wanted to talk about it with others!

Also please keep in mind these are just my thoughts and opinions.

[kkwolf5]

I’m about halfway through Fantasy High:Junior Year and I just have some thoughts I want to organize and put out into the world, so I can see how correct I will be

1. Gilear and Fig switched destinies

Ever since fig reached into that thing inside herself, bad things, things you would say that are almost unlucky keep happening to her. The cement bucket, almost getting dropped into a hole at school, the constant food on her shirt, those are all things that Gilear would do it have happen to him. Gilear has almost become lucky ( in dnd mechanics it’s almost like he’s now stolen the lucky feat from fig). Gilear has now won a cruise, has gotten that discount for the car service and has gotten Hallerial to marry him, so for some reason whatever Fig did or maybe somebody else did to her has now turned Fig into her Dad? Could be a bloodline thing, but they’re not blood related, so not sure?

2. Porter is a fucking bad guy?

I’m still getting stuck in something Ragh said during like sophomore year I think? With the whole oh porter helped me and did some barbarian healing stuff on me, barbarians don’t really have that. I mean maybe temp HP stuff, but nothing like Ragh said which makes me think that he’s some sort of cleric? I know mechanically in DND mostly clerics, bards and warlocks (?) have healing spells, so somehow porters got to have that. Maybe he’s the cleric to the god Cassandra ate?

3. Cassandra ate another god?

The red veins in Cassandra seem like maybe it’s rage? All the red gems we’ve seen have to with rage or with demons, so maybe Cassandra ate the demonic god that Bakur was trying to bring back. Maybe somehow they got into a fight and ate each other. Another part I thought is maybe Cassandra is this red god? Maybe how with the moon goddess changing so much bc of the majority of people believing in her had like different tenets, so maybe somehow Cassandra got like seriously warped and changed to fit her people’s beliefs which changed her into the unknown goddess and then Cassandra once Kristen named her

4. Kipperlily Copperkettle is a fucking narc?

So somehow KC is either working with Porter to bring back this god or maybe she just really hates the bad kids. Maybe they killed Lucy Frostblade or maybe she had to go bc she got too close to what CK was doing. Maybe she was also had to die for some divinity sacrifice to like commune with this unknown goddess? CK is obviously trying to bring back another god bc she asked where Kristen created her god and so that’s how you bring back another god. That’s why Bakur fucked up his ritual to bring back his god. I’m also thinking that CK hates the bad kids bc she’s done everything right and should be very successful and almost like the top student, but she isn’t. That’s the bad kids bc they’ve saved the world so much. They’re like the stars of the school and CK feels like that should be her. Her party also seems to be the antithesis of the bad kids with each one being matched and almost being like a “better” version of each bad kid

But yeah that’s all I got. Please no spoilers in the comments. Just putting this out there for me or any one else at the same point as me

[captain-violence]

Really no one asked for a post but here is a post on:

ImaHana headcanons!!

When they met in middle school, it was a spark at first glance. Definitely not love more like...interest? Imayoshi could see the dirty and the ugly before Hanamiya even said a word. Hanamiya hated it and therefore hated him. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

The start of the relationship was simple. Imayoshi wanted to see how far he could go with shaping this individual and Hanamiya wanted to see 1) what this weirdo is all about and 2) how can he use it against him/other people. (Imayoshi did think Hanamiya was real pretty though)(( and easy to manipulate. Boy was he wrong))

Definitely an on and off kind of relationship. Especially during high-school considering they had other stuff going on in their lives. Studies, basketball. Not that Hanamiya needs to study a lot but he gets comfort in solitude and he knows where/how to reach Imayoshi anyways.

Hanamiya calls him Shoi and Imayoshi calls him Mako-chan because he thinks it's funny.

Takes a couple of years in university to stabilize their relationship but if someone were to ask they would both say they have been together since middle school.

Different aesthetics boyfriends. Imayoshi is proper and put together. Casual but proper. Hanamiya is tattoos, dark clothes and piercings. (In their adult years)

Imayoshi ends up working as a state agent of sorts, Hanamiya is a nurse because he can hurt people under the guise of helping them (Hi I'm a CNA and I think nursing would rly fit him lol)

Hanamiya is a cat person. Imayoshi is a goldfish person.

They like watching horror movies together and laugh about how stupid/unrealistic they are. Hanamiya loves gore movies because he doesn't have to think, just watch, and Imayoshi loves psychological horror.

Hanamiya sleeps with two covers because he is always cold (because his heart is).

They get married at one point but it's mostly because ' I tolerate you'( I.e I love you and I want to spend my life with you.) It's nothing extravagant. Imayoshi doesn't really propose. More like asks if they should get married. Casual conversation. Courthouse wedding with Hanamiya's mother and Imayoshi's little sister as witnesses. They do keep the pictures framed in their living room.

Hanamiya's mother loves her son in law, he is the perfect match for her son. Someone who brings out the best in him.

Imayoshi's father has taken a distance from them but his little sister loves Makoto and has gotten help with homework on multiple occasions. Hanamiya is a surprisingly good teacher when he wants to be.

They're just not really people who want kids and they're content with that.

Touou and kirisaki team knew they were definitely hooking up/in a relationship but are wise enough to not say anything. (Hara may have hinted but got kicked)

They are each other's first. But not their only.

Imayoshi loves hearing Hanamiya sing. Hanamiya hates hearing Imayoshi sing. Not only is he tone deaf but he gets the lyrics wrong (probably on purpose).

Same size shirts, not the same sized pants/underwear.

They play online games/video games together. (Sly-fox and Misto-kun romance)

Hanamiya definitely had mental health issues. (Depression, feelings of mania, sadistic tendencies etc etc) Imayoshi knows and has seen him in high highs and low lows and Hanamiya trusts Imayoshi to never use it against him. And he hasn't. Because they can get pretty low but not THAT low.

Rarely fight, small arguments and witty remarks are common but don't really leave a mark. Definitely the people who can go to bed angry though and keep it up until one of them (Imayoshi) says sorry.

Play basketball together on occasion. 1on1 usually ends in a pile on the ground, laughing because Hanamiya is openly cheating (for fun).

Inside jokes galore. Side glances and snickers at things only they understand.

They both cheat a lot when playing card games.

Thank you for the question!! Hope I can covert you into ImaHanaism hahaha. @wsknbfanaccnt

[rubiedmoon]

Greenhouse Company

I’m not the sort of girl people notice in the corridors. I walk with my head down, books clutched to my chest, and I keep to the left side of the hallway because it’s easier to stay out of the way that way. 

My robes are always a little bit dirty— usually from the greenhouses — and I smell faintly of mint leaves and moonflower. Hufflepuff suits me. No one expects loud or brilliant from a Hufflepuff. Only patience. Only quiet. 

I give them that. 

It’s easier that way. 

So I spend my time in the greenhouses. I talk to the plants. I talk to the creatures that I tend to care for out of the pins, and I talk to Professor Sprout or Hagrid mostly, who never pushes when I fall silent mid-sentence. 

And then there’s Harry. 

I don’t really know how it happened — how he started showing up during my greenhouse hours. 

Maybe it was last winter, after Christmas break, when I found him out there — alone, his shoulders hunched beneath his school cloak, staring at the frozen loch beyond Greenhouse Three. He didn’t speak when I approached him. Didn’t flinch when I stood beside him, arms folded tightly to keep out the draft wind that filed in through the small crack in the back door. 

He just said, “I see why you like it out here when there’s no one else. It’s quite calming.” 

And I said, “More so than most will ever figure.” 

We didn’t speak after that. We just stood there and I offered him the last bit of cinnamon bread I’d snuck out of the Great Hall during lunch. He accepted it with a nod. That was all. 

Since then, he comes by sometimes. Not every day. Not even every week. But when he does, he doesn’t come with questions. He just… comes. Whether it be for the my company or the quiet, I couldn’t tell you. 

Today, I’m trimming back the fluxweed — the leaves curl if left too long and they get bitter, which isn’t good for nearly any potion or remedy they are used for. My fingers are stained green and my sleeves are damp from misting the younger sprouts. I hum softly to myself — something I remember my dad humming when he was in the garden when I was a child — and don’t hear the door creak open. 

“Why does it smell strange in here?” Harry questions from behind me. 

I turn, startled, then smile gently. “That would be the mix of Snargaluffs and Dirigible Plums. Though I agree it is a bit of a weird smell, I find it better than the smell of broomstick polish.” 

He gives me a small grin, and that’s the first time I’ve seen it all day. 

I straighten, brushing dirt off my apron. “Rough day?” 

Harry shrugs. “Ron and Hermione are arguing. Again. And Seamus set his cauldron on fire. Again. I just—” He trails off. “I needed quiet.” 

I nod. “This is a good place for that.” 

He doesn’t ask if he can stay. He never does. He just sits cross-legged on the floor beside one of the lower beds, fingers brushing the edge of a potted peppermint. 

“You ever talk to them?” he asks after a while, gesturing at the rows of herbs. 

“All the time,” I say. “Plants don’t interrupt.” 

That makes him laugh — soft and surprised. 

We fall into silence again, but it’s a comfortable one. The kind that fills the space without choking it. I keep trimming. He starts picking tiny dead leaves from a nearby planter, like it gives his hands something to do. 

After a while, he says, “Have you always done stuff like this?” 

I pause, the shears still in my hand. “Yeah,” I say softly. “My dad loved growing things. Said it was the closest thing to magic Muggles could get to. Watching something grow from nothing. I guess I kinda grew that same love myself. Or it could be that I loved just spending that time with him and still doing this makes me feel a little bit closer to him now that he’s gone. But I still enjoy it nonetheless.” 

Harry’s quiet again, but when I glance over, he’s watching me — not with pity, but with something gentler. Understanding. 

“I think he’d like that you kept it going,” he says. 

I nod. Swallow. Go back to trimming. 

The sun dips a little lower through the greenhouse glass. The shadows stretch longer, and the peppermint leaves shiver under a breeze that smells like early autumn. 

“You know,” I say suddenly, surprising myself. “You seem to carry a lot more than you talk about.” 

Harry looks down at the soil between his fingers. “Yeah. Sometimes I think if I talk about it, I’ll make it worse.” 

“You won’t,” I whisper. “You’d just make it… shared. And if you ever feel like sharing with me to maybe lift some of the burden then I’m more than willing to listen. No judgement. Just a listening ear. Because I could only imagine being the most famous of us out there and having to go through the expectations and dangers that come along living your life. ” 

His eyes flick back to mine, and he nods. Slow. Grateful. “Thank you. I might just take you up on that one day. 

Neither of us says much more after that. We don’t need to. 

But when we walk back toward the castle together after a while, dirt on our hands and the scent of peppermint clinging to our clothes, I feel lighter. And I think maybe he does, too. 

Not fixed. Not whole. But less alone. 

The sun had slipped low by the time we reached the courtyard. The castle windows glowed soft and gold, torches flickering to life along the corridors. The path toward the kitchens and the Hufflepuff common room branched just ahead, but I didn’t take it right away. 

I paused. Just outside the entrance hall. Brushed my palms absently against my pants. Dry soil cracked from my fingertips, the soft scent of fluxweed still clinging to my sleeves. 

Harry stopped too, a few steps ahead. He glanced back at me, brows lifting slightly. “You okay?” 

I nodded. “Just... enjoying the quiet a little longer.” 

That small something behind his eyes softened again — not pity. Never pity. Just... understanding. The kind I’d rarely seen in anyone else. 

“I get that,” he said. 

We stood there in that rare pocket of calm. That in-between time Hogwarts almost never gave us — not quite dinner, not quite curfew. No noise, no rush. 

And I found myself speaking before I could second-guess it. 

“You know,” I said softly, fingers tapping my side, “you don’t have to wait until things get too heavy to come to the greenhouses.” 

Harry tilted his head, curious. “What do you mean?” 

I turned toward him a little. Met his gaze. “You don’t have to be hurting to show up. You can come on the good days too.” 

Something flickered across his face — surprise first, then something warmer. Softer. 

“You want me around... even on good days?” he asked, like maybe he hadn’t expected that. 

I smiled. Small, but sure. “Of course I do.” 

For a second, he didn’t say anything. Then he shifted a little, like he was debating something, before reaching into his robe pocket. When he pulled out a scrap of parchment, my curiosity prickled. He handed it to me without a word. 

I unfolded it carefully. 

A sketch. 

Rough and light, just pencil — but it was me. From earlier. Kneeling beside the fluxweed, sleeves rolled up, hair falling messily down one side of my face. The details were imperfect... but it was real. Me, through his eyes. 

“You were drawing me?” I asked, voice quieter than I meant it to be. 

He rubbed the back of his neck, sheepish. “Not... on purpose. I had some parchment. And... I dunno. It helped. Watching you there. It was like... you didn’t notice the rest of the world.” 

“I didn’t,” I admitted, letting out a quiet breath of a laugh. “I forget it when I’m out there.” 

Harry looked at me again — and there was nothing guarded in his expression. Just something open. Honest. 

“You make it easier to forget the hard things,” he said quietly. 

My heart stumbled. 

For a long moment, I stared at the sketch. No one ever noticed me in the corridors. No one really saw me — not like that. But he had. 

I folded the parchment carefully and tucked it into my apron pocket. “Thank you, Harry.” 

He nodded, quiet. “See you tomorrow?” 

I hesitated... then smiled. “I’ll save you a spot.” 

He smiled back — tired, but real. “I’ll bring cinnamon bread.” 

I laughed, the sound surprising even me. It followed him as he turned, heading up toward Gryffindor tower. And as I turned to make my way to my own destination, my hands still stained green and my sleeves still damp... 

The smile on my face wasn’t a mask this time. 

It was mine. 

Real. Soft. Shared.

[help-itrappedmyself]

Clone!Izuku part 4

“Midoriya, please stay after class. The rest of you are dismissed!” Present Mic call out at the end of the day.

“What’s going on?” Shinsou asks.

“I’m not sure.” Izuku can’t think of anything he had done today that would require a talk with a teacher. There is always the possibility that they found out about his information being ‘outdated’. Which would be bad but not the end of the world. Shinsou and him had plans to train together, but it looks like that would have to wait. “Sorry, Shinsou. We can train tomorrow?”

Shinsou nods and heads out. Izuku packs up his stuff so it’s ready to leave then waits patiently at his desk for everyone else to file out of the classroom. Present Mic is handing out homework to everyone as they leave, when the last person leaves, he comes over and gives a sheet to Izuku as well.

“Are you in a hurry at all?” Izuku shakes his head as he takes the worksheet. Looks like mostly English verb conjugations, some new vocabulary. And that’s Eraserhead coming through the door right now, staring at him, and Izuku is so screwed.

Does he work here? Or does he just know people that work here? Did he put an alert out for him? Are other heroes looking for him now too? Izuku might have to move. He might have to drop out of school. But then again, he may also not be leaving this room, so.

“Hey Midoriya!” Present Mic calls to get his attention. He had gone to greet Eraserhead while Izuku was spaced out at the sight of him. Present Mic turns to face Izuku as both adults walk into the room. “Why don’t you come up here and join us?”

Present Mic has taken up a position sitting in a desk at the front of the row next to Izuku’s, closer to the door. Eraserhead is leaning against Present Mic’s desk at the front of the room, effectively keeping him unable to get to the door. Izuku grabs his bag and moves to the desk at the front of his row, next to Present Mic.

“So, as I think you know, this is Eraserhead.” Present Mic introduces. Izuku nods, trying to only look at Mic or at his desk. Do not look at Eraserhead. “He said that he ran into you a few days ago and we’ve been a bit concerned.”

Izuku can feel his eyebrows scrunch together. “Concerned? I’m not using my quirk in public anymore, I swear. And it didn’t hurt anyone!” Izuku could feel himself gearing up to ramble, but Present Mic held his hands up, cutting him off.

“That’s good to hear, Midoriya, but I meant we were concerned about you.” Present Mic has a nice smile, Izuku notes absently in the part of his brain not panicking. It must be very comforting to civilians during rescue. “That was a bad neighborhood you were in, pretty late at night. And there was an effort made to get into contact with the emergency contacts you listed on your application.”

“Right. Sorry. Um, I haven’t been out that late since then either. Why were you contacting my guardians?” He needs information to create a game plan at this point. He still doesn’t know why exactly they’re here. If he’s in trouble for the quirk use, or to update the contact information.

“For one thing, we have had reports about things in that neighborhood, and we were wanting to ask you questions about it, but we would need a detective here for that part.” Eraserhead explains.

“Oh.” Izuku nods. He can talk to a detective. It’s probably about the drug dealing happening in that district, it has been getting worse. “I can answer some questions. I don’t know how helpful I would be though.”

“That's great, that will be very helpful." Present Mic says, clapping his hands together.

"Would it be possible for you to come with us to talk with a detective?” Eraser shrugs. Ooh, Izuku can feel himself getting played. “We can drive you down there and we can get this sorted right now.”

“Sure, I guess. I was supposed to stay late for training today anyways, so no one is expecting me for a while.” Izuku nods. It’ll be easier to find a way out of a station with overworked police officers watching him than from this room where he is being body-blocked by Pro Heroes.

[mylittlediarys-stuff]

Bite Back Part 7

Part 8- https://www.tumblr.com/mylittlediarys-stuff/754762871019388928/bite-back-part-8?source=share

One thing Amaka always hated was dinner. To be more specific, the Wanye family dinner. It always happened an hour before everyone went on patrol. It was the time to relax before everyone went out and kicked ass (with the exception of Amaka, of course). She hated it for many reasons, but she could narrow it down to three main ones.

First, it was way too awkward for her. The boys only talked to the boys, and when the girls showed up, they never really paid attention to her.

Second, it was a reminder that she wasn’t part of the family in a way. To her, it showed she was only a Wanye in name, not by blood or relationship. She didn’t even dress like a Wanye. Since the moment she got here, she noticed a big difference in how they dressed. Everyone wore some kind of black and just dark colors in general. Amaka sometimes wore black, but she mostly wore lighter colors than everyone else. She felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb, and it didn’t help that Damian pointed out how she dressed during dinner one time.

Lastly, Alfred or sometimes Dick would ask Damian, Tim, and Amaka how school was. Tim and Damian usually had something good to say. But Amaka couldn't remember when she had a good school day. She could remember every single bad thing that happened but never the good.

Tonight's dinner was particularly going to be horrendous for her. She couldn't get over the fact that Damian, her brother, couldn't say hello to her or wave at her. She knew it was a small thing, but the small things started to add up.

I want to skip dinner. I’m not even that hungry.

Skipping dinner was stupid; she was actually way more hungry than usual. She noticed that since she got her spider powers, she had to eat way more than usual, and her butler never let her skip. Every attempt she made at skipping dinner, Alfred forced her to come downstairs.

So, with a little bit of courage (mostly her hunger), she got up from her bed and started to head downstairs.

Like always, dinner was just as bad (for her at least).

Everyone had quite a good conversation. Apparently, they were talking about some big mission that went pretty well. Dick and Jason (Dick had to beg Jason) were thinking of planning a dinner of some sort to celebrate the mission.

“Master Damian, Tim, and Miss Amaka, how was school today?” Alfred asked.

“As good as it can get,” Tim said. “I had a big test in computer science. I'm pretty sure I passed.”

“And you, Master Damian and Miss Amaka?”

“Pretty well,” Damian replied.

Of course, it went well for you. Everything is just lined up so you can get your way.

The sadness she felt about Damian earlier was turning into something else. Anger maybe? Pettiness? She didn’t know the answer, but something about Damian's life always being perfect for him made her a bit angry or maybe even jealous, especially with the way he acted.

“Pretty good, I guess, but I heard about some fight.” Amaka picked up her fork and started cutting into a piece of meat. She started to look down at her plate to think before she continued. Amaka was about to do something she was going to regret. “Some kid punched someone in the nose. I heard it broke. After breaking his nose, the dude totally kicked his ass, but personally, I don’t think he deserved such violence.” She looked up to meet Damian's eyes. “Actually, now that I think of it, one of my friends told me that there are rumors that Damian started the fight.”

Suddenly all attention was on the blood son.

“Damian, is this true?” Bruce asked. Damian didn’t respond. He kept on looking at Amaka. When he broke eye contact,

“Father, he had it coming—”

“That doesn't mean you fight him. I thought you knew better than this.” Once again, a calm-ish Bruce became a stressed Bruce, probably worrying about the rumors and what the boy's family would do.

“What friend even told you that? Last time I checked, you hung out by yourself,” Damian said. Amaka knew when she brought up the fight that she was going to get a bit of Damian’s wrath. “Wait, you're not counting those two punks from your biology class. I can assure you that they're the farthest thing from friends—”

“Why are you talking about my friends? You never cared who I hang out with. Actually, now that I think about it, all your friends are all pretentious assholes who only want to talk to you because you're a Wanye,” Amaka shouted. “If Wanye wasn’t written on your forehead, no one would like yo—”

“Both of you, stop shouting. Damian, we will deal with your misconduct tomorrow morning. For now, know going on patrol tonight. And Amaka, you should know better than to start an argument with your brother, especially during dinner,” Bruce said.

Know better? How would I know better when you barely care for me?

“Do you both understand?” Bruce said.

“Yes, Father,” Damian said.

“Yes, Bruce,” Amaka whispered.

“And Jason, stop making that face,” Bruce said, without looking at Jason.

“What face?” Jason said.

I’m pretty sure Jason enjoyed seeing Damian getting into trouble a bit. After all, Jason was the one who started calling him demon spawn.

Notes: Sorry for not updating for a long time, but I’m back. I’m trying to write the whole Wanye family as a pretty bad family but not horrible. In my mind, I feel like everyone in the family is a good person, but there’s always some kind of family drama, mostly started by Damian.

Also, this is Amaka's class schedule, and I wanted to tell you she’s a 10th grader.

A-days:

English 10 AP Biology Chemistry Algebra 2 B-day:

AP Computer Science Principles P.E. World History AP World History

As you can tell, Amaka is an AP kid! I don’t know if every high school does this but my school has A day and B days one day is focused on A day cause and the next day is focused on B day classes.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for ignoring a childhood friend?

This happened a while ago, but I still think about it pretty often.

I used to have a friend, let’s call her Ally. Ally and I shared one thing in common — we were the weird kids. We used to sit at a lunch table by ourselves and bitch about how mean the popular kids were. A little cringey, but hey, we were in middle school, what are you gonna do?

Our friendship suddenly cut off because, after she asked why she had such a hard time making friends, I suggested, “Well, you are kind of sensitive.” This caused a massive rift between us. This would be fine, since I had already made some better (though only slightly) friends. But she somehow convinced the staff that we were actively fighting, which we weren’t. I was mostly just avoiding her. This meant, a couple of times, I was called out of class just so that we could sit in the counselor’s office to “make up”. She also believed, even when we got older, that I should “protect” her from her bullies, even though 1) I never saw her get bullied, and 2) that shouldn’t necessarily be my responsibility, especially after we weren’t friends anymore.

But that was in middle school. People change. And she did, sort of. We obviously grew apart, and because of that, I thought she matured, since I wasn’t around her as much. We started becoming more friendly in high school. My friend group even included her during lunch, and she seemed to move past her petty stage.

Without going into too much detail, another classmate called someone in my friend group and said she was going to really hurt herself. When my friend called 911, this classmate was furious when she got sent to the hospital. Ally was friends with her, so this caused some high school drama. Ally took the classmate’s side, because she believed because of their mental illness and her attempt, that it didn’t matter how my other friend felt.

Ally only got more and more immature from there. Slamming her books together and stomping out the door during an argument at lunch, rolling her eyes and making a face every time she walked past me in the hallway, and generally being nasty to me and my friends. Luckily, I didn’t get the brunt of it, but my other friends sure did.

We tried going to the office about it, but they said because of her disability, they didn’t want to get involved, and suggested we just “ignore it”. So we did. And, eventually, everything blew over, as high school drama does. Even if it drains everyone of every last bit of energy we have before it does.

The next year, she starts trying to rebuild our relationship, which I don’t want to do. She starts constantly texting me (I don’t know why I didn’t just block her number), asking me why we can’t be friends again. She gets me Christmas gifts, then uses them against me during an argument. I keep telling her why over and over, how awful she acted a year before, how you can’t force people to be your friend, how her personality and constantly playing the victim made her difficult to be around. She kept making a face in the hallway, talked about me behind my back (or so I heard), and yet she wanted to kiss and make up.

Junior year, things went quiet again. We didn’t like each other, but we were civil. I had stopped responding to her texts, and she had stopped pestering me. She was gone for a while due to a surgery, and I didn’t see her again after that.

Then, suddenly, COVID happened.

Over online learning, I got a few texts from her about my desk set-up, like what kind of plant I had next to me, what was my stuffed animal’s name, stuff like that. I decided to be nice, and responded, but ignored every subsequent response, and she didn’t try again.

I didn’t hear from her again until my freshman year of college (I’m a junior now). From a new number, she asked me how I was, what I was doing, normal fare. Instead of responding normally, I sent her a response in Japanese, since I was learning it at the time. I pretended this was a new number, and that I had no idea who she was talking about. She bought it, and I blocked the number.

I know that she could have changed, and maybe she was trying to reach out. But, considering how awful she was, and the kind of people she surrounded herself with, I don’t know if she could ever change enough to make up for how she’s acted.

Should I have given her a chance? I can’t now, of course, but maybe I could make an effort to find her if you think I should?

What are these acronyms?

[archivalofsins]

🏳️‍🌈

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media hyperfixation ask game!

🏳‍🌈 do you have any headcanons (lgbt, race, neuro, etc) that are important to you?

Ah, I'm kind of boring when it comes to headcanoning. I tend to leave it to fanfics. Oh though with Mikoto I do to an extent headcanon him as Ainu or have speculated it a bit in private before. Simply because I think it would be interesting.

I headcanon Mu as having some african ancestry just due to her background and what she says about her hair in MINIGRAM EP38 "Natural Disaster". Plus I think she flatirons her hair and styles other people's hair as well.

Oh yeah and I think Mikoto may have adhd or other diagnoses outside of the dissociative identity disorder.

I could see myself favoring ace/aro interpretations of his and Kotoko's characters in particular. Though that's just because I'm demisexual and really don't care for romance much myself. However, they both kind of treat romance as more of a thing one can use or has to do with not much personal interest outside of that. Contrarily I think that Mahiru and kazui may have just been polyamorous.

Hm, I kind of take it as fact at this point and forget it isn't. So, I guess I do headcanon Futa as being decent at cooking. Like I could see him cooking the food for his household since he's just a student but his sister and father both work. Like I could see him laying out his college schedule to help with that stuff.

In that sense I think Mikoto is quite rusty with cooking. Like he can do it for others but doesn't really do it for himself. So he's bad simply from being out of practice. Probably from mostly getting takeout due to being on the go or at work often. I also think he tries to keep his room tidy at all times just in case he does have guest one day. Same with Kotoko except she just uses her supplements to account for the difference. She's probably the sort that says things like "Everybody say they'd have so much free time if they didn't eat. Well why don't you then? You don't have to eat we have supplements for that. It seems like you're not that committed to making the time. You just couldn't live without your creature comforts... Weaklings."

Then see like someone having a quick snack on the street and have her stomach growl slightly. Maybe she eats like one good proper meal a day during what little down time she sets aside. Let's be real though she's not setting time aside. It's probably at best once a week.

Amane probably cooked for herself. I mean her mom let her lay that close to a television after all. Just gonna throw out there that the guy probably was snitching to Amane's mom but disparaging her inattentive parenting. Which is why she got beat so bad. I view her mother as the opposite of Haruka's i.e she doesn't pay attention to any of the good things Amane does it's a given that she should be doing those but she will definitely highlight and harp on the bad be it through long lectures or more physical methods. She rubs her face in the bad stuff ramping up punishments then probably says some shit like I only do this because I care and it's the only way you'll know how wrong you were, or you don't sound sorry. Something many abusive parents and individuals in general do.

I think that Amane didn't have a lot of friends and was known as weird within her school. Mostly due to how her families beliefs may have clashed with the lifestyles of her peers. I bring this up in another post I'm still working on.

Well I guess since the cat is out of the bag. This isn't a headcanon anymore and I mostly kept it to myself. But I tend to keep my feelings to myself often and say things that aren't the whole truth because I'm quite certain the people around me won't care. So, it's better to let them down through omitting things and removing the chance for them to get to know me than me be honest and see that they never really cared to know to begin with. Due to my own nature when it came to this I suspected that Kazui would just feel worse and worse the more innocent he was and he wouldn't be able to continue being blase about it. So I was really happy to see his trial three art.

Like Yuno he wants people to chase him, track down the real him, and see the bad in him. Because to know someone fully is to recognized they're flawed. That they can't always be the definition of normal or good. So to continually put that on someone who knows enough about themselves not to like what they see man it's really awful isn't it. That's the damage that unconditional forgiveness causes. If no one judges you the only person left to do it is yourself. If everyone is so accepting it makes a person wonder are you just being nice, do you like me too much, is there something that's stopping you from understanding the sort of person I am. Why do you view me as so good when I look at myself and only see the things wrong- Ah, I get it I just lied to well again. What a let down, Milgram is such a let down I thought someone would finally get it well I shouldn't have dreamed.

Also me the whole time as someone who has this problem, "Ha-ha loser say it, say it, come on be emotionally vulnerable admit your crimes to be seen as the person you are like you want. You won't though will you because that puts the ball in someone else's court and then when they reject you it hurts all the more. So you want them to work for it so they're less likely to reject you. Ha loser- *sobbing it hurt itself in reflection*. You're such a fucking loser Kazui... I'm not hurt by this I- I'm fine."

Man I was so happy (emotionally devastated) that was confirmed I am not feeling a way about that. But this is what Yuno meant,

23/09/02 (Yuno’s Birthday)

Kazui: I heard you’ve been helping Shidou-kun out. ……er, sorry if this comes across as rude, but it’s kind of unexpected. It always seemed like you didn’t care that much about other people.

Yuno: Hmm? What’s with that all of a sudden. I mean, you’re right, I don’t care much. But if there’s someone dying in front of you anyone would do what they could to help, right? And anyway, aren’t you the same? You usually don’t care much either, right?

Kazui: ……I wonder. This old man isn’t as much of a thinker as you are. I mean, until now I’ve been in an environment where it’s all about having physical strength. So I’ve never really thought about stuff like that.

Yuno: Haha, we’re the same in that we’re both liars too. I guess the difference is the reasons we lie. You care about yourself, so you lie to protect yourself. I don’t care about anyone at all, including myself.

You care about yourself, so you lie to protect yourself.

"It’s better to be a let down, than to be let down yourself."/ "I'm so dumb why did I have to dream..."

If headcanons are just things that you add in to pad the story out in your head then I have so many. I like to think about what the prisoners families are doing as well. I like to think about if their parents are looking for them, if someone in their family sent them their, if they're happy they're gone, do they even know they're missing or not where they were last.

I headcanon Amane as being in a orphanage outside of Milgram. I don't think her father ever came back. I think like maybe her mother lied about her father going to spread their religion to cover up a divorce or maybe she killed him who knows. But sometimes I imagine he's out there with an entire new family living peacefully not thinking a thing about Amane. Mostly because I love angst and the focus on family at the end of Magic intrigues me.

That sort of abandonment would strengthen the comparisons between her and Haruka the prisoner that can kill anything smaller than him foil being the prisoner who can kill anything bigger than her is very fun. As well as the fact Haruka wants to be obedient but Amane seems to naturaly do her own thing and have trouble with listening to rules especially if they don't make sense to her or appear unhelpful like the praying to heal the injury.

With Yuno I think she's a bit of helicopter family member. Like she's always checking in on family and being a little overbearing or too concerned. She picks up stuff her family members need while coming off of work and when she does stay home for the day she looks over the house, her grandparents do the cooking most of the time and are still probably quite active, she runs baths for her mom right before she'd get home from her commute, and she helps out her brother with his studies. She's not just like this with family but friends. She checks in with them to see i they're doing alright, if they're having a hard time with studies she'll try to help and make it fun, she tries to match their mood and needs basically.

I think Mahiru is a good dancer. She might have said it was just for her women training. If you're going to be a bride then you have to know how to dance gracefully at your wedding. But she just got into it and knows a lot of dance styles maybe even enjoying dance aerobics. I think her parents are really quiet private people but they were like that couple that was perpetually high school sweethearts even as adults giving her an unrealistic expectation when it came to love.

I Futa and Kotoko definitely read manga this isn't a headcanon to me. However I think Amane and Mu would sneak to read it but Mu would act like she doesn't read any of that stuff. I also think Mu likes to play a little dumber than she is around her friends. I.E she likes to act less emotionally mature to fit in with them and she doesn't like when people call her on that. Mu to me seems like someone who wants to appear less deep than she is in order to protect her heart and feelings like Kazui.

Because if nothing is serious than nothing is wrong. If it's all just out of boredom was it really done with ill intent or ignorance. It's easy to say it was all fun and games but it's even easier to see when the game is no longer fun for everyone but people don't like reckoning with that thought.

Contrary to what others may believe about her i think Kotoko actually has a good few friends outside of her work and that she's more outgoing around people she doesn't view as evil. I wouldn't be surprised if she still had connections in college despite her bad reputation in the news. I think there'd be a few people swearing she wasn't that sort of person and possibly saying good things about her family. I think this mainly because of her expression in the fourth anniversary art and her birthday art. She does have natural charisma she simply just hates everyone here and is wary of them and Milgram.

Shidou, I don't have many headcanons for. I think he'd like watch a lot of tv for some reason but that's about it. Like he'd like a lot of live action dramas and from time to time have date nights inside and watch things with his wife and kids together then watch something with just him and his wife after the kids fell asleep. I don't think he was a distant father just one with a job who more so did the fun stuff than the day to day care. But I like to think his mentality is a bit reminiscent of Mikoto's father or boss and that's why Mikoto immediately clocks him as hard to speak to.

I wouldn't say those are particularly important to me though. They're just personal interpretations that make my time with Milgram a bit more fun.

Though with the Case Study of Vanitas I am really attached to aromantic demisexual Noe reading.

💎 are there any fun facts or trivia that you would like to share?

Well a fun fact is the mangaka of Fullmetal Alchemist put a fun little piece of art in the first volume of the case study of vanitas and there is a picture of the fma cast and ph cast together. It is very fun.

But if this is referring to me and the characters I enjoy. Though I haven't mentioned him in all of these because I don't have many headcanons for him Denji from Chainsaw Man literally saved my life like pretty sure if I didn't come across that story when I did I would not still be here. As someone who has faced a good bit of exploitation in my life from people I've trusted and liked it was comforting to see such a raw depiction off those things and how harsh the world can be and the depiction of illiteracy was great as well.

Literally when I was depressed about real life events I just went and bought a Chainsaw Man boxset despite the debt it'd put me in and feel marginally better each time I look at it. Me constantly looks at boxset on bookshelf, "Denji we're really in it now." Looks to Mikoto merch on same shelf,

Mikoto: You should make them all pay.

Me: I've learned one thing from Milgram never do anything that will make it a little more likely for you to go to jail. So not today justified anger.

This is funnier if you know the art of him on my bookshelf is literally just his birthday big button so he is just not doing anything to warrant this thought I just know in this situation he would start killing. Like immediately or at least far earlier than this.