#and I'm not actually going yo apologize for taking time to create

[asterlavellan]

Scuttling out from my cave to say hey, I do still have a fucktonne of DA stuff I'm writing and drawing however JoJo currently has me in a vice grip. DA will always be something I create for at least for the foreseeable future, I just have to follow my brain where it leads me. I know I keep constantly being like I prommie I will have stuff to share but TRULY I do prommie, I have a good handful of art pieces that all just need a couple hours each to finish and then I could actually share them but I must wait until my brain wants to focus on them again. Also yknow, chronic illness.

[devilander]

rain falls in love

homelander x gn reader. fluff, hurt/comfort, mentions of past abuse

Cozy Corner Domaystic: Thunderstorm

You were a light sleeper. Even minor disturbances would wake you instantly; your cat meowing, a neighborhood’s TV turned on, cars passing through the street. Whenever Homelander and you slept together you couldn't help but be slightly envious of how he could turn off the whole world—he slept like a stone, slept like the dead. 

Today, though, you doubted many could sleep through the thunderstorm that split New York’s sky. Each thunder louder than the other, sequences of lightning turning the apartment clear as day. And, courtesy of your boyfriend's gigantic windows, you felt enclosed in the roar of the night. 

For some, it could be an entertaining spectacle; nature's power a soothing balm, a way to make you contemplate how much of your worries were small and ephemeral—in the end, there was only the earth and the rain. 

You could, in theory, see the poetry of it. But all you felt was an overwhelming fear. The loud noises reminded you of your father's booming voice, the cracking of electricity too similar to his heavy hands landing on you. 

John was away, having left a week ago in some undisclosed mission. Undisclosed to the public, of course, because he told you in detail how, actually, he was going to take part in a non-authorized invasion of a terrorist cell. Or so he called it. 

You were alone. Only you and the storm and Popsicle purring in your lap, indifferent to his surroundings. 

After another furious thunder nearly frightening you to death, you decided to call John. Tears streamed down your face and you felt ridiculous—it’s only rain. And yet. 

He probably wouldn't pick up. If he did, he'd be too busy, what could he do?

In the first ring, however, he answered. “Hello, sweet face. Awake at this hour?”

“Oh, it's nothing.” You tried to disguise your sniffles, suddenly beyond embarrassed. “I just wanted to hear your voice.”

Silence, and then—

“Is it the storm, sweetheart?”

“Yes, yeah. I can't sleep, it keeps reminding me of… you know. I'm sorry for bothering you.”

“Don't you ever apologize to me for that, ever,” he retorted, voice tinged with anger, though you knew it wasn't aimed at you. 

“Can we—” Another thunder, and this time you yelped, scaring Popsicle so that he ran to hide under the bed. “God, I hate this,” you whimpered. “I just want you here. I miss you so much.”

“I miss you too, you precious thing. Fuck, this is bullshit. A fucking week here and we accomplished shit. They sent me the most incompetent team of motherfuckers, I'm up my ass with their whining and ‘but sir, mister Edgar said we should be cautious’.”

You laughed. “Sounds like a trifle.”

“Ugh, fucking tell me about it. A week without you for this bullshit. Y’know what, I'm out. Hold on there, honey, I'll be with you in a moment.” 

And he hung up. And the storm raged on, but you felt a giddy warmness settling on you. 

Not before long, he barged in, completely wet, but you couldn't care less. You ran to his arms, letting the raindrops seep through your clothes as tangible proof of his devotion. 

“You didn't need to come.”

“Ah, but I promised, didn't I? I'll be with you anytime you need me, and you need me now, don't you?”

You giggled, forgetting all about the fears. It was washed over. “I do. And you need a hot bath.”

“Hmph. You too, little baby. C’mon, join me.”

You sat behind him in the tub, washing his hair, enjoying every second of this quiet moment. He moaned at the contact and squeezed your thigh as it circled his waist. 

If the storm was a demonstration of nature's power, John was both its likeness and antithesis—he himself was a force to be reckoned with, an amalgamation of sheer strength and might. Created by men, but a victim of them. You could understand that, quite intimately.

He gave you security in his power, and you gave him peace in your tenderness—the value of a whisper to a snowbank. 

“John,” you whispered. “I love you. I'll keep you forever, because you belong to me and I to you. Will you let me?”

You felt, more than you saw, his deep breath, swallowing back tears you knew were spilling down his cheeks. You didn't care what they said, what he did looking back in anger, because this was the only truth. 

“Yeah…” He choked up, but soldiered on. “Yeah, my love. I'm never letting you go. I fucking love you to pieces.”

As you lay in bed together you decided—in the end, there was only he and you. 

[lawrites]

Sweet Thing (NSFW)

Gotham Victor Zsasz x Plus Size! Female Chef Reader

(Honestly is this kinda pwp that resulted from the once scene where Zsasz doesn't get a cupcake, making me feel sad and want to give him one?? Yeah...yeah maybe. Also @finniestoncrane and @riddle-me-ri have made me obsessed with Gotham rogues again so...thanks for that and for inspiring me to write again. 💙💙)

Warnings: some weight insecurities on the readers part (listen I have them so I'm writing them, shush), descriptions of reader's body, Zsasz probably being ooc, smut!!!!

It was...strange...in a way, this relationship you may or may not have with Victor Zsasz. You both work for Oswald Cobblepot, you as his private chef/patisserie and him as...well...one of the most dangerous killers in Gotham. It started when he scared you half to death the first time he snuck into your kitchen in the Cobblepot residence.

You were carefully simmering something on the stove, stirring and scraping the edges to make sure nothing burned, and you turned around to grab some salt only to see a man all in black staring at you from across the kitchen island, obviously well-armed.

You screamed and dropped the salt, of course. It's Gotham and you work for THE Penguin. You assumed the worst. But he just raised one eyebrow and smirked at you, his expression surprisingly...goofy for someone with at least 4 guns on him in plain sight. "Oh, no need to worry. I'm Victor Zsasz, we share the same boss."

You remember nodding, being immediately comforted as you did recognize the name. "Oh! Oh, I apologize for the reaction, Mr. Zsasz." You did your best to smile back shakily, which only made him grin wider. But then he looked behind you and raised his eyebrows, which reminded you where you were and what you were doing. You let out a slightly undignified squeak as you turned back to your reduction in worry, trying to see if anything had burned when you stopped stirring.

Relief flooded you when it was still perfect, and you called over your shoulder, "So what brings you to my Kitchen, Mr. Zsasz?" Waiting a few beats, you were met with silence, so you snuck a glance behind you only to see that he had left just as quietly as he came.

And that was the first time you encountered one of Gotham's finest killers.

Since then, you interacted with him at least once a week, if not every day, in almost the exact same fashion. He would quietly show up, (possibly trying to scare you again), stay for a bit to watch you cook, and then leave just as quietly. You started talking with him to pass the time, being met with vague, cryptic responses laced with occasional names for you. "Sweetheart" seemed to be his go-to, but he also loved "Honey." It was a bit awkward in the beginning...

"So Mr. Zsasz..."

"Sweetheart, call me Victor."

"Oh! Ok...Victor...any hobbies??"

"...crochet, actually."

...but you got into a rhythm eventually. Sometimes you would ask him for a prepped ingredient, a spice, or a measuring spoon if your hands were full.

You have convinced yourself that he must be trying to scare you again, because he loves quietly sliding up behind you and brushing up against your arms as he hands it to you with a softly whispered, "Whatever you say, Chef."

It DID make you let out another squeak the first time, which was met with a deep chuckle from him, but after that it started to create a different reaction. Your cheeks would flame as you would take the item you asked for--the cute names, his slight most likely accidental touches...all of them affecting you.

You do your best to tamper it down each time, not allowing yourself to even start down the path of hope. Being obviously bigger than what lots of men find attractive due to society's standards means that you have either met mainly men who were desperate or mean. It's not your fault, you sometimes really dig your body, you just can't seem to find anyone else who does.

You have no idea why he visits, but his conversations make your day better, so you don't want him to stop. And he doesn't seem to be showing up to frighten or taunt you anymore...you just don't want to let yourself believe that he would be into you. A tiny voice that you think is your conscience pipes up and says he also kills people for fun and profit, but you just remind it that you're in Gotham and honestly you could do worse.

Shaking your head to clear your thoughts a bit, you glance down at the oven. It's later in the day for you, after dinner has been done, and you are prepping desserts for tomorrow. Oswald has requested cupcakes, for some reason, so you are watching them to make sure they don't burn. Easy as they are to make, it wouldn't do to have the Penguin himself angry at you for any reason.

Taking out the tray, you check to make sure they are fully cooked before letting them cool and prepping the frosting. Humming along to the radio and swaying a bit, your thoughts drift back to Victor. He usually would have stopped by before this time, which means you probably won't be seeing him today. It does make your heart fall a bit, but you remind yourself that it shouldn't because he is just a...friend? Coworker? "Possible cryptid??" Your tiny conscious supplies.

You giggle to yourself as you imagine Victor creeping around the woods with Mothman. Shaking your head, you finish placing the frosting in your piping bag only to turn around and feel it slip from your fingers as the form of Victor appears closer than you would have expected. He catches the bag and grins at you, his usual serious countenance turning into something softer as he says "Woah, Chef, wouldn't want your hard work to go to waste."

You place a hand on your forehead, catching your breath a bit as your heart slows down, "Yeah, it's almost like someone showed up out of nowhere and scared me." You grin back at him "But I know that's nowhere near what you meant to do, right?"

His eyes shine with mischief, "Oh, of course not Honey. You're so sweet it forces me to be on my best behavior around you."

He hands you back your frosting with an exaggerated bow and cheesy grin. You roll your eyes but can't disguise your blush as you take it from him, "Victor, you know you don't have to flatter me if you want a cupcake."

He stands up straight, his eyes showing shock. "Me? Get a cupcake?"

Confused by his excitement, you respond with a question in your voice, "Of course??"

He seems almost shy, a word you would never have used to describe him before, and rubs the back of his head. "Oh...it's just...you've never offered before..."

You think back through the past few months, each and every encounter...and then you slap yourself on the forehead, "Oh Victor, I've been holding out on you haven't I? I'm sorry, I should have given you something even the first time you stopped by. I've been remiss in my duties as a Chef."

His shocked face turns softer, but some other emotion that you can't place is also present. "While I can't disagree, as I was definitely hoping something was on offer that day, I can't blame you. I remember thinking what you have was too sweet for a killer like me."

Walking up to your cooled cupcakes on the kitchen island, you scoff at him even though you are secretly preening at his words. As you start to carefully create a swirl of frosting, you respond, "Victor, I'm not THAT sweet." You turn for just a second to wink at him, returning to your previous task to avoid seeing his reaction. "And I'm not sure why you kept coming down here when I wasn't even feeding you! That's usually the only way I make my friends, killers or not."

As you finish the swirl with a flick of your wrist, you see him walk into your field of view across the counter. Feeling proud of how perfect it is, you add the final touch, a perfectly prepped red rose made of icing, and align it just so. And then...after all that work...you gladly pick it up and gently offer it to Victor.

There is a hunger in his eyes, and you wonder how you had managed to not die for the past few months if a cupcake could do this to him. He should have rightly torn you to pieces to get to the apple cider macarons you made last week.

He plucks the cupcake from your hands and examines it, turning it to and fro. "Very nice, Chef, as always." He grins and unwraps the dessert, barely hesitating before taking a big bite out of it. His eyes widen and then close in what you assume is enjoyment. Your suspicions are confirmed only a second later when he actually moans at the taste, swallowing heavily and letting out a soft, "Fuck." Your traitorous eyes trace down the length of his neck almost involuntarily.

Trying to disguise your heavier blush that is most likely down to your chest at this point, you quickly look down to the rest of the cupcakes and focus on decorating them instead of the images racing through your mind. Your pride at your work won't let you keep quiet though, so you have to comment on his reaction. "I don't know if I've had a better reaction to my food before. I'll have to remember to make even better stuff for you later."

You don't see his reaction, but you see him set the rest of the cupcake on the counter after a beat of silence and begin to move slowly towards you out of the corner of your eye. "You would make me, of all people, better stuff?" He takes another step, "Not just discards from the boss's requests?"

You smile, but continue to look down at your icing work. "Your wish is my command! I love making desserts for my..."

Just a moment of hesitation, an instance. You implied that Victor was your friend earlier, but would that be appropriate by his standards? Is he even your friend? And you know that even that would be a lie, coming from you. But as your thoughts race, you feel a firm hand lift up your hand and take the icing bag away, setting it gently on the counter. Then Victor grips into your soft arms and physically turns you towards him, all while you stay silent in shock.

He is staring at you again, but this time with a more guarded expression. "For...who? What am I to you?"

You are stunned and stumble over your words, not expecting his question, "I-I don't know, Victor, I like to think t-that you are at least my f-friend at this point, but I totally understand if you don't think we are there yet. I mean...I do enjoy your company..."

You feel his hands grip a bit harder at your arms, effectively cutting you off, "...And is that all you want from me, Sweetness? Are you sure?"

Your mind is screaming at you, and your heart as well. Both at war with each other. He can't like you that way, but maybe he's noticed your reactions. Why wouldn't he? He's trained to kill, he probably notices everything about you.

He's just trying to put a stop to this before it gets further, your mind screams.

"I-I..." you find yourself unable to form words, a panic rising inside you. You don't want to lose some of the only company you have during your shifts...some of your only company in general, in Gotham. It is near impossible to determine if anyone is trustworthy when working for the Penguin. You usually find yourself walking directly home from work, and having civil conversations with neighbors at most.

It is even more difficult to keep that panic at being alone again from continuing when his dark eyes keep constant contact with yours, never wavering. You can see now how people are terrified of him. All of that focus that he usually uses against his enemies, his...targets...all aimed at you. It makes your mind fuzzy, cloudy. You struggle to think of any words, let alone the ones you need.

But, you decide it would be easier to speak if you weren't looking at him. So you allow yourself to look at your shoes instead. He will be able to tell if you lie, with or without eye contact. There are better liars than you in Gotham that he has matched and ended.

Alternatively...leaving isn't wise, either. It would lead to the same outcome as lying. With a quick breath to steady yourself, you know your only course is to admit whatever you feel.

"I...I don't think I can lie to you, whether or not the both of us want me to. I have thought of...more...with you. But if that makes you uncomfortable, I entirely understand. I know I'm not what most..."

He again cuts off your rapid-fire words by putting a singular finger under your chin to raise your face until it is looking at him. His eyes are searching yours as your heart pounds in your chest with anguish over your confession, and you wait. Seeming to find what he was looking for, you hear him mutter "Fuck, finally," and then he slams his lips into yours.

Shocked, you don't react for a few beats...but then you start to move your lips against his. His hands have moved from your chin and arm, both going to your wide hips. He groans as they sink into the soft flesh you have there, pulling you closer until you are flush with his front. The feel of your soft belly connecting with his slight frame makes you pause and short-circuit, your lips hesitating. He notices and breaks from the kiss.

"I-I...Victor..." his hands release you, a more worried expression taking over his face.

"Sweetheart, is it too much?" He takes a gloved hand and gently sweeps your hair behind your ear, then cups your face to make sure you keep looking at him...gently, though. His hands are more gentle than you expected.

Damn him and his need for eye contact right now. And damn his gentle hands while you're at it. "No, that was wonderful, truly. I loved it." You do your best to show him honesty. "I-I just...oh God...I don't know how to phrase this."

His eyes don't leave yours, and one of his thumbs starts to sweep against your soft cheek.

Taking a deep breath, you muster up some strength of will. Either way this will be over soon. "I just...I'm big."

He nods as if it is the most obvious thing in the world, "Yeah, Honey, I know." One hand stops cupping your face and moves down to lightly trace your hip.

Sighing at his inability to see, you continue, "So-so...most people don't like that I'm bigger, or that I have a belly, and I'm just nervous that..."

"That I'm most people?" Victor stops gently cupping your face and instead forcefully uses his hand to bring you closer, "Sweetness, I'm Gotham's finest killer, I'm not most people."

And then he slams his lips into yours again, and you find that you don't care to think anymore. His hand drifts from your chin to your throat, gently gripping there for now as he starts to walk you back until your ass is pressed right against the island. He tears his lips from yours, both of you catching your breath, and his other hand moves from your hip to your ass.

His hand traces the excess flesh that spills over the counter and he groans, squeezing it and leaning forward to whisper in your ear, "I've been thinking about getting to dig my hands into this perfect ass ever since I saw you in the kitchen that first day." His thumb on your throat starts to stroke up and down, feeling you swallow and moan at his words.

His grin is back, "That's right, sweetness, let me hear you." His hand moves away from your throat so he can start to trace down your neck with his teeth, but in between bites he continues to talk. "Been wanting to hear the noises you might make for me since then too." He pulls back to give you a dangerous smile, "Do you really think I kept sneaking up on you to scare you?"

Your voice is a bit strained, but sure, as you reply plainly, "Yes." But then a smirk stretches over your lips and your eyes light up with mirth at your tease.

His dangerous smile softens just slightly, and he chuckles, "You DO know me well, then." He hides his face in your neck once more, his hands gripping your ass harder as he presses himself into your front. You feel how hard he is against you just as he bites down on the juncture at your shoulder, and it makes you let out an involuntary whimper, your smirk disappearing.

"Just like I've heard in my fucking dreams for the past few months." He pants against your skin, grinding against your center and licking at the bite he just made. Surprisingly, instead of continuing his trail like you expected, he stops, sniffing at the part he just attended to, and almost lets out a choked sound.

"So fucking sweet." He pulls back, and you see some of the desperation in his eyes. "Your scent, your fucking baking." His eyes close, "Sweetness seems to follow you around, seeping into everything you touch."

He turns you around gently and places your back to his front, settling his chin on your shoulder and speaking softly. "You know, I was planning on just sneaking down that first day, annoying the boss's baker like all the others that came before." He nuzzles his nose against your skin, "...stealing something that wasn't mine."

His hands begin to wander, the first one moves lightly across your collarbone, making you shiver, while the other weaves across your front, hugging you to him and digging into your soft side. The hand that traced your collarbone slowly starts to trail down, arriving at your breasts. His touch stays light. "Maybe I would find some of that excess that others are loath to give me." He breathes in sharply along with you as he squeezes your breast, almost unable to keep himself from doing so. "I can't even fit all you have to give me in my hand, pretty Chef."

Shaking his head, resolving himself, he continues his previous train of thought. "Imagine my surprise when I encountered what I already told you was the perfect ass, still able to be seen through these awful chef clothes you wear." A hint of disdain makes its way into his voice as he pinches your loose work shirt.

Releasing the fabric and smoothing it over, his hand joins the other around your front, almost sweetly hugging you to him with a light grip. He breathes in as he forces himself to slow down so he can speak. "The way you spoke...so unsure, but still trying to be polite even to me."

He pushes himself against you again, as if to remind yourself where you are even with his shockingly sweet words. "And your sweet voice calling me Mr. Zsasz..." His hands dig into your plush stomach, pushing you back but also making you wince again.

He doesn't allow your doubts to get to you, his blunt words stopping them in their tracks, "I had to run out of the room to fuck my own hand as it echoed in my mind."

A bolt of heat goes straight to your core and you moan, grinding your ass against him. A hitch in his breath, and then he whispers into your neck "Yes, I knew you had it in you, good girl. So desperate, hmm?"

You nod, holding back a whine at his praise and trying not to get too heated at work. At work! Suddenly you remember where you are. Slowing yourself down, you reach for his hands and gently pry at them. To his credit, they loosen instantly. Turning around to look at him again, you catch his own blush, his chest rising and falling, his eyes dark...but also saddened by the loss of you against him.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry if I went too far. You don't owe me anything..." His voice is breathy as he now desperately spits out words, "...not cupcakes or yourself or..."

You now hold up a finger to his lips, shushing him. His eyes widen, darken even more, and then look almost dangerous again. Filing his reaction away for later, you saunter over to where he left his cupcake from before, making sure to sway your hips for him. "I know I don't owe you."

You turn around with the cupcake held right in the palm of your hand. "I would be happy to give you whatever you want." He seems almost dazed as he approaches you, leaning down to your hand. With a nod from you, he leans forward and licks through the icing, holding eye contact the whole time.

Your heartbeat stutters and you almost forget where you were again. Damn him and his tongue now, too. Taking a shuddering breath, you finish your thought. "But we are both at work, unfortunately." His eyes fall and he pouts. It's almost adorable to see the serious, dangerous man so...cute??

"Luckily for you..." His eyes perk up instantly. You roll your eyes and your free hand points to the ground. "Down, boy."

He licks his lips in response.

"L-luckily for you, I was just thinking about leaving the rest of the icing for tomorrow." He relaxes his pose and plucks the cupcake from your hand, happily moving to sit at a chair and gesturing for you to do your cleanup.

You begin, only to stop when you hear his voice again. "Sweetness...how long would it take you to make another batch of icing?" Connecting what he means when you notice his eyes staring at the current bag of icing resting on the counter, you pick up the pace even more.

He giggles, actually giggles, at your haste before he bites into the cupcake. "You know I have an appetite for sweet things."

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Idk if this was great or not lol. No beta, no proof readers, barely any hint of a story line, just vibes. Also this is very "he would not say that" but let me live within my delusions. Victor Zsasz could like a sweet, plus size girl in MY French vanilla fantasy.

[yokumirumerafan]

How MHA boys would confess their love to y/n

Hey heyyyyy, I'm sorry I haven't posted today at all, but seeing how many likes I get just for a couple postes I've created in the past 2 days made me very motivated and happy, I hope my content ain't too boring for you!! Anyway enother piece of Merafan's imagination :)))

Izuku Midoriya Midoriya’s confession would definitely be a mess. He’d overthink it so much that by the time you’re having a casual chat, his brain just short circuits. You’d probably be talking about something totally random when Midoriya suddenly blurted out, "I-I like you!" It’s out before he even realizes it, and there’s a huge pause. He’d start sweating, stammering, and going into overdrive trying to explain himself. You’d definitely experience second-hand embarrassment watching him trip over his words while apologizing a hundred times for being so awkward. Tagline: "The plan? There was no plan. Just chaos, and I like you."

Katsuki Bakugo Bakugo’s confession would be explosive (pun intended). It all starts at Mina’s sleepover, everyone playing 7 Minutes in Heaven—but when the bottle doesn’t land on you, Bakugo literally blows a fuse. He grabs you, picks you up like a sack of potatoes, and storms out of the room, yelling, “You think I’m gonna let some dumbass take you instead of me?!” Once you’re outside, he’d throw you down in front of him, glaring, and mutter something like, "I like you, alright? You better be ready for me!" Tagline: "I’m so mad I’m gonna explode... oh wait, I do like you, idiot."

Kirishima Kirishima is the wholesome, soft guy who goes for a sweet, thoughtful approach. After the UA concert, he shows up at your dorm with a bouquet of sunflowers. He’s all shy but smiles big, handing you the flowers and saying, “I know I’m not the best with words, but I really like you, and I wanted to show you... you’re special.” Tagline: "I may be a manly man, but my heart's all soft for you."

Sero Sero’s confession is a little more slick. He’d write a letter in Spanish and tape it to your locker, a casual “Me encantas” (I like you) scribbled on the front with a playful note, maybe with a winky face or “¡Qué pasa, bonita?” (“What’s up, beautiful?”). Of course, the whole thing would be incredibly casual and smooth, but you’d know it was him being sweet in his own unique way. Tagline: "Sero’s got rizz... and a love letter."

Tenya Iida Iida’s confession would be so proper, it’s almost too much. He invites you to a date with a formal invitation (like, an actual paper one) with fancy writing and maybe even a seal. When you arrive, he’s in a sharp suit, looking like he’s attending a business meeting rather than a casual date. You’d show up in comfy clothes and have an internal crisis over your outfit. He’d take you somewhere classy and speak with exaggerated politeness, finally saying, “I have prepared this dinner for us, Y/N, to express that my admiration for you has blossomed into love.” Tagline: "A formal date, a formal confession."

Shoto Todoroki Todoroki is the more reserved type, so his confession is all about actions over words. While running to escape a villain, he sees you in danger, and in a split-second moment, he grabs you, pulls you to safety, and blurts out, “No... don’t die on me. I love you too much, please.” The vulnerability in his voice will make your heart melt, and you’ll realize this is his way of showing how much he truly cares. Tagline: "No need for words when your heart says everything."

Denki Kaminari Denki’s confession is so cheesy. He’d probably try to hit you with some of his “smooth” pick-up lines—completely ridiculous ones that sound like they came out of a seventh-grader’s notebook. “Yo, Y/N, you must be lightning because you shock me every time I see you!” You’d probably laugh at how corny it is, but honestly, it’d still be endearing, and you can tell he’s genuine (despite the awkwardness). Tagline: "Even if my lines suck, I swear I like you."

Shota Aizawa Aizawa’s confession would be the most subtle, but also the most real. It’s not grand or dramatic—more like an unspoken understanding. One night, while he’s watching you work on your homework, he’d say in his usual monotone voice, “I’m not good at this kind of thing... but I care about you a lot. Don’t make me say it.” He’d be so embarrassed, but you could tell from his actions that he’s being sincere. Tagline: "*Aizawa's version of a confession? Just 'I care about you.'"

Tokoyami Tokoyami’s confession would be oddly cute, with Dark Shadow making the first move. Dark Shadow would shout out something like, “Tokoyami likes you!” while Tokoyami tries to hide his face in embarrassment. The next day, everyone in Class 1-A would know about it before Tokoyami could even get a chance to speak. His awkwardness would be so adorable, and despite Dark Shadow’s bluntness, you’d realize how deep Tokoyami’s feelings go. Tagline: "Dark Shadow spilled the beans... but it was Tokoyami’s heart that did the talking."

Aoyama Aoyama’s confession would be incredibly dramatic but so charming. He’d surprise you with a fancy lunch and feed you a special dish, then, with a flourish, reveal the words “Je t’aime” written in cheese on the plate. He’d probably pose dramatically, saying, “Mon amour, I have made this meal to express the depths of my love for you!” You’d be laughing at how over-the-top it is, but it would be adorable. Tagline: "When Aoyama loves you, it’s as flashy as his cheese writing."

Shoji Shoji’s confession would be low-key, but thoughtful. He’d probably take you somewhere quiet, maybe to the roof of the school, and show you something special—like a beautiful view or a hidden place. As he offers his usual calm advice, he’d slip in, “I don’t always say it, but I care about you. A lot.” Shoji is a man of few words, but the sincerity in his tone would speak volumes. Tagline: "Shoji doesn’t need to shout it, his actions speak louder than words."

Ojiro Ojiro’s confession would be an awkward mess of sincerity. He’d invite you to dinner—nothing fancy, just something simple—and as you’re enjoying your meal, he’d nervously confess, “I... I’ve liked you for a while now. And I’m really glad we could spend this time together.” He’d be blushing like crazy, and you could tell he’s not sure what to do with his hands while he waits for your response. Tagline: "Ojiro’s nervousness is cute, but his feelings are real."

The Villians <33

Tomura Shigaraki Shigaraki would be the king of awkward. He’d try to play it cool, but he’s just... not built for it. The confession would happen over text, probably something like, “I like you... I guess.” You’d be kind of confused at first, but when you say “yes,” and see him in person, the chaos starts. He’d stutter, his hands would twitch like he’s about to destroy everything around him, and you’d just be there laughing at how not cool he looks in person. His tough exterior? Completely shattered. Tagline: "Confessing over text is easy. Saying it in person? Total disaster."

Dabi Dabi’s confession would be subtle but intimate. After spending some time together, stargazing on a quiet night, he’d pull you close when you start to doze off. You’d feel his warmth as he pulls you against his chest, and then, in a soft, almost surprisingly gentle voice, he’d whisper, “You’re mine now, alright?” The next day, you’re officially a couple, and it’s like nothing happened—but the chemistry is undeniable. Tagline: "Stargazing and sweet whispers—Dabi’s version of a confession."

Mr. Compress Mr. Compress would go all out, making sure his confession is an unforgettable spectacle. He’d start with a few magic tricks—disappearing acts, illusions—and then, as the grand finale, he’d make you the star of the show. He’d pull you into a dance, all dramatic, and when the moment feels perfect, he’d lean in, kiss you, and declare, “A magician’s trick may be a lie, but my love for you is real.” Tagline: "A show, a dance, and a kiss—Mr. Compress’s confession is a performance."

Twice Twice’s confession would be an adorable disaster. He’d be all over the place—maybe you two are hanging out, and he just blurts it out, “I like you! Like, really, really like you. So what now?” He’d get so worked up about it that it just turns into a mess of nervous rambling, but his sincerity would be clear. He’d be fidgeting, maybe even hiding his face, but you'd know it was from the heart. Tagline: "Twice’s love is chaotic, but it’s always true."

Spinner Spinner’s confession would be... honestly, not happening. He’s so awkward, and honestly, he’s just kind of a mess with relationships.

[walkthefallout]

Been meaning to do this for forever now, thanks @mementokore for the tag!

Get to Know your Mutuals

When I first made this blog, I was a teenager and obsessed with two bands: Fall Out Boy and Walk the Moon. I wanted something that smashed both together that sounded cool- so Walk the Fallout was created! Ended up working out and just sticking.

What is the Origin of your Blog Title?

Oh dear. I haven't been active in Fandom spaces for a long while, and that goes for the ships I shipped too. So this is gonna be a mash of what I used to be obsessed with + the ones I'm currently obsessed with!

OTPs + Shipnames:

Stolitz (Blitz x Stolas- Helluva Boss),Klance (Voltron: Legendary Defenders), Bloodweave (Astarion x Gale - Baldurs Gate 3) WyllStarion (Wyll x Astarion), probably way more, but we don't have the time for all that 💜

That's a great Question. I love cool colors - Purples, Blues, Greens, and the various shades in between!

Favorite Color:

Baldurs Gate 3, Hades, Assassin's Creed: Unity, I'm a sucker for excellent stories, gorgeous artstyles, and various ways to play the game.

Favorite Game:

Everything from Epic:The Musical. Just A Man, Dangerous, Different Beast, Legendary, WOULD YOU FALL IN LOOOVE WITH ME AGAIIIN - also Case 143 by Stray Kids- AND CAST THE BRONZE BY RAYNES- I love music. It changes all the time but there are the current earworms.

Song Stuck in your Head:

I apologize. Alot. Half the time for things that don't need to be apologized for/did not involve me to apologize for something. I also make alot of weird noises when I'm feeling strong emotions (embarrassed, happy)- squeaks, sputters, meows on the odd occasion- it's involuntary as hell and I don't realize it's happening till I'm doing it.

Weirdest Habit/Trait:

Reading, Writing, Listening to music, singing, going on walks/hikes, listening/watching Dimension 20 and the various things on Dropout

Hobbies:

I'm a Lighting Technician for a stage lighting company! We lighting for Concerts, raves, award shows, you name it! It's my job to test, clean, and repair any lights for all those different scenarios!

If you work, what's your Profession:

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

I want to be a Producer for TV and or Stage. I fell in love with the production side of things when I was in Drama in High School, and since then I've been teaching myself sound editing, video editing- I went to College for it once upon a time, but 2020 hit and I had to put a pause on that and focus on taking care of my family. Maybe someday I'll get back to it.

Something you're good at:

I'm good at writing! At least, I think so. I love to world build and put characters into different scenarios to see how they would react. I'm also good at listening to people's issues - I like making people feel heard!

Something you're bad at:

Socializing. I cannot initiate conversations or talk on the spot to save my life. I use a script when in talking to people at work - and even if I think someone is cool or chill- I just hold those feelings in and die :)

Something you're love:

I adore storytelling in nearly every aspect so far. Musicals? Leitmotifs IN said musical? Film, television, animation, books, you name it, I can't get enough of it. I love the creativity that people express due to their imaginations and experiences. I love people, Man. The possibilities for creativity and compassion are infinite.

Dimension 20. Holy moly, I cannot talk ENOUGH about the beautiful storylines and character arcs that these gorgeously talented storytellers make together. It's D&D, it's Improv, it's collaborative storytelling at it's finest, AND we get super detailed settings and maps and Battlesets? And that's not even talking about the actual players and DMs THEMSLEVES- i will go on forever.

Something you're can talk for Hours off the cuff:

Spiders, Coconut, cruelty/selfishness for the sake of it, AI of any kind, honestly. And forcing others to confirm to one specific way of thinking/life.

Something you're Hate:

I love collecting Things at different times. I collect CDs, rocks, posters, tarot card decks, Boots- my current collection I'm actively working on is Photocards and Lightsticks of different Kpop groups!

Something you Collect:

Something you Forget:

...Alot. All the time. My short term memory is garbage, I will forget what you told me the moment you tell me a second or third thing in sequence 😭

That... is an excellent question! Physical touch and Quality time, I think. If we can just sit against eachother and watch a marathon together, I'm SO good.

What is your Love Language?

Favorite Movie/Show?

Oh BOY. So many, all the time. Dimension 20, Helluva Boss, and Queer Eye are my favorite shows right Now, but my favorite of all time is Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood.

As for movies, my favorite as of right now is Hundreds of Beavers. I am a SUCKER for Slapstick and clever storytelling that always comes back. It's for free on YouTube and I highly recommend it!!! Of all time though, I love the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Beauty and the Beast, Dirty Dancing, and The Boys in the Band. There's definitely more, but those are my main for now!

Chicken Enchiladas with green sauce are PEAK. Also, freshly baked Red Bean paste buns. I also love Poké and Sushi- fish is my favorite meat for sure especially raw. I also jsut love seafood in general. Even if I'm not sure I'll like something, I'll still try it bevause I love eating.

Favorite Food?

Favorite animal?

Owls! Screech Owls and Barn Owls specifically. I also love Dogs - labradors and Australian Sheppards, and cats! Also Ermines/Stoats!

What were you like as a child?

Great question. As far as I've been told, I was spoiled rotten but a pleasure to have in class! I made friends with everyone I was put next to, and I was also really bright with my school work itself, so I never got in trouble. I also was just a good kid, so I didn't do anything that was actually detrimental. As I got older, I got quieter though. Life happens, trauma happens. Things change, y'know?

Favorite subject in School?

Math, History! Math always felt like I was solving puzzles and every new formula was a new one to use/solve!

History was learning the story of the world, and I was obsessed with learning about all the different cultures, as well as the details of how my country came to be how it is.

Least favorite subject?

English. Ironic all things considered, but whenever it came to analyzing stories and interpreting them, my interpretations were always "wrong" and weren't what the teachers were looking for.

What's your best character trait?

What's your worst character trait?

Everything I do when it comes to others comes from a place of wanting to understand and help them. I make it a goal to be helpful and caring above all else.

I have a very hot temper. Specifically when things go wrong or someone is intentionally being mean/ignorant, my patience runs thin very fast 😅

I would live in a place of my own. With my own rules and my own space to genuinely relax and be myself with no expectations from others. Somewhere I could be quiet and not have to worry about taking care of other people every moment of the day.

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

An excellent question that I really don't have an answer to. I guess my grandma? The older I get, the more it realize I still have so many questions for her- about our family, her life, her advice... telling her the things I've experienced and learned about myself. It is what it is though. And I can only hope I'm Stull doing right by her 💜

If you could Travel in time, who would you want to meet?

Tag who you want to join as well!! I'd love to make some new Mutuals and hopefully this helps you make some as well! Let's see here

@sweetbee0108

@dknope07

@twistedkarmaa

@paranoidmoonart

Thats all I got, have fun!

[endekashi]

やってます。

Tun.

えんでかしの野郎、東北行くなんつってたけど音沙汰ねえな。どうせ遊び呆けてんだろ？なんてお思いでしょう。ところがどっこい、ちゃんと仕事してましたよ。伊達に嫁に許しもらってねえすよ？

Haven't heard from Endekashi, the guy who said he was going to Tohoku. He's probably just playing around, isn't he? You must be thinking, "Oh, no, But on the contrary, he was working. I didn't get his wife's permission, did I?

実は今回岩手に来たのは理由がありまして、こちらのドイツからお越しのご一行様をガイドするという仕事があるのです。仕事ですよ仕事。遊んでるばっかじゃないんですからね！

Actually, there is a reason why I came to Iwate this time. I have a job as a guide for a group of people coming from Germany. It's work, work, work. I'm not just playing around!

岩手といえばこの男。Iwate Backcoutry Guides の高橋孝精。そのまま今週末は岩手、秋田辺りでコラボツアーの予定です。ご都合合う方！是非とも！！

Speaking of Iwate, this man is Kosei Takahashi of Iwate Backcoutry Guides. I will be collaborating with him on a tour around Iwate and Akita this weekend. If you can make it! We look forward to seeing you there!

白馬同様、二月は結構雨にやられてなかなか厳しいコンディションっだったそう。しかし、3月に突入した途端、冬将軍様のお帰りです。降りすぎで高速止まってました。仕方なく迂回した下道もスッゲー風でスリリングなドライブを味わいました。

As in Hakuba, the conditions in February were quite severe due to the rain. However, as soon as March arrived, General Winter returned. It snowed so much that the highway was stopped. We had no choice but to take a detour and enjoyed a thrilling drive on the downhill road with storong wind.

俺も初めて行く山。新雪の量からして楽しみです。

It's my first time going to this mountain too. I'm looking forward to it, given the amount of fresh snow.

岩手の前に北海道へ行ってきたそうで。しかしながら、あの北海道で全然パウダー滑られなかったそうです。今日は間違いなくありつけそうですよ。

They went to Hokkaido before Iwate. However, They could not to ski powder at all in Hokkaido. Today, They will definitely find it.

このルート、途中に神社があるのです！なんと日本を感じられるルートなのでしょう！

お邪魔致します。

This route has a shrine on the way! What a route to feel Japan!

Let me interrupt you.

頂上付近は風も強く真っ白な世界。

Near the summit, the wind was strong and it was a white world.

ピークへ到着！しかし、爆風ですっ飛ばされそう！ちょっと風をかわす降りたところで準備しましょう！

Arrived at the peak! But we are about to be blown away by a blast of wind! Let's get ready to go down to dodge the wind a bit!

ふぅ〜、ここの方が全然マシです。そんじゃ行きましょー！

Oh, this place is much better. Well then, let's go!

ふけええええ！！！

DEEEEEEEEP!!!

くそさみいでけあって雪も極上です。

It's f cking cold and the snow is superb.

あんまり期待しないで行った山が予想以上に良くて我々もびっくり。しかもすぐ近くに温泉まであって完璧な流れです。

思わず彼らの中で、POB（Powder Onsen Beer)なる流行語が生まれてました。

We went to the mountain not expecting much, but we were surprised to find that it was better than expected. And the hot springs nearby were perfect.

They unintentionally created a buzzword, POB (Powder Onsen Beer), among them.

続いて二日目、昨日に引き続き今日も雪で風もある予報。風をかわす林のルートへ行ってみました。

On the second day, snow and wind were forecast for today as yesterday. We went to a forest route to shelter from the wind.

初めはなだらかな林を延々と歩きます。

雪は昨日と比べたら重めです。

At first, we walked for a long time through a gently rolling forest.

The snow is heavier than yesterday.

立派な滝の前で一枚。パシャリ。俺と肩くむ為に大分、かがんでいただいてるようで申し訳ありませんね〜。

普段は1月半ばには凍るという滝もジャバジャバ水が流れてました。

A shot in front of a magnificent waterfall. A quick snap. I apologize for bending down so much so that you can rub shoulders with me.

The waterfall, which usually freezes over in mid-January, was flowing like water.

さーて徐々に斜度が増していきますよ〜。

Well, the slope is gradually increasing.

えっさほいさ。

Eh-sa-hoi-sa.

よーしこの辺から行ってみますか。

Okay, let's go from here.

いやっほー！！

Yee-haw!

ちょっと薮がうるさいとこがありますね〜。

The bushes are a bit noisy.

やっと開けたと思ったらあまり斜度がなくなってきてしまいました。

When it finally opened up, there wasn't much slope left.

イェーイみんな！写真撮るよー！明らかにあまり盛り上がってない面々。むう…。しかし、まだ早いし、この上しか滑るとこないし、もう一本行きますか…。

Yay guys! I'll take a picture! Obviously, not very excited people. Ummm…. But it's still early, and there's no other place to ski but up here, so let's go for another run….

しかし登り始めればまたいつの間にか、何かの話題で盛り上がっている皆さん。いいヴァイブスです。

But if they start climbing, before they know it, They will all be talking about something again. Nice vibes.

よーしこい！いいぞ！

彼らはバックカントリー好きの集まりで、2年に一回こうした海外のバックカントリートリップに行っているらしく、その模様を映像作品にしているそうです。そんなの最高に決まってんじゃん！

Yo, come on! Nice!

They are a group of backcountry enthusiasts who go on these overseas backcountry trips once every two years, and they are making a video production of it. That's just the best, right?

世代も超えたメンバーが集まり、みんな本当に楽しそうです。

Members of all ages gather together, and everyone seems to really enjoy themselves.

あ〜楽しかったね〜、おし！温泉だ！

Ahhhh, that was fun…oshi! It's a hot spring!

P!O!B!（Powder! Onsen! Beer!)

下山したらみんなハグしあってお互いの頑張りを讃えあう。なんて素敵な光景でしょう。

After descending the mountain, everyone hugged each other and praised each other's efforts. What a wonderful sight!

今回は松川温泉峡雲荘へ行きました。露天風呂への道がなんともいえない味のあるいい風呂です。

ここで悲しいニュースが一つ。ここ松川温泉で一番ディープな魅力を放っていた松風荘が営業をやめてしまったそうです。マジかよ〜。切なすぎる。誰かお金持ちな人、やってくれませんかねえ〜？

This time I went to Matsukawa Onsen Kyounso. The path to the open-air bath is indescribably tasteful and nice.

Here is a sad news. Matsukawa Onsen's deepest attraction, Shouhuso, is no longer in business. Seriously? Too sad. Will someone with money please do it?

夜は美味しい日本食に舌鼓。

さて、明日からちーと泊まりで山行ってきます。

その模様はまた下山してから。

お楽しみに〜。

In the evening, we enjoyed delicious Japanese food.

Well, I'm off to the mountains for a little overnight stay starting tomorrow.

I'll tell you how it goes after we get back down the mountain.

Please look forward to it.

[a-chlolix-blog]

Scarabée and Kitty Claws AU

Sabrina Raincomprix/Busy Bee (Bee!Sabrina)

Chloé and Sabrina are quite close.

Aside from Adrien, Sabrina's the only other person who knows that Chloé and Alix were friends.

Not only does she want them to be friends again, but she also knows that Chloé has a crush on Alix.

Chloé would vent to Sabrina about a number of things before getting the Black Cat Miraculous & the ginger girl would just listen.

When Chloé becomes Kitty Claws, she tries to do better by Sabrina, but either can't get around to hanging out due to hero stuff or often being quite late.

But Sabrina's quite patient and understanding with Chloé & believes all her excuses.

When Scarabée and Kitty Claws come into play, she's so happy that Chloé's coming up so much cosplay ideas (that don't involve her mother's style).

From what Chloé's told her, Sabrina's not the biggest fan of Audrey.

"Who leaves and doesn't contact their daughter for years?! Who forgets their daughter's birthday for YEARS?!"

So obviously Sabrina's obviously quite protective of Chloé.

Hawkmoth takes advantage of her protective nature when she finds out about Chloé being absolutely smitten with Scarabée.

Sabrina of course assumes the worst.

"We know absolutely NOTHING about Scarabée!"

"What if she's just like Audrey?!"

"WHAT IF SHE'S WORSE THAN AUDREY?!"

"I WON'T LET CHLOÉ BE HURT AGAIN!!!"

With the promises of being able to protect Chloé and take down Scarabée without being noticed, Sabrina's akumatized into Vanisher.

She's not only given the power of Invisibility, but to create Force Fields as well.

She's quick to start her mission by finding Chloé and trapping her in a force field.

Chloé, banging on the force field: Sabrina! Don't do this!

Vanisher: I'm not Sabrina. Unlike her, I can actually protect you from those that will hurt you like Scarabée! *runs off*

Of course when Vanisher's out of sight, Chloé transforms into Kitty Claws, breaks the force field with a Cataclysm, and goes after Vanisher (who was already invisible at this point).

So Kitty Claws texts Scarabée, tell her there is an invisible akuma after her.

Scarabée was already on patrol when she got Kitty Claws' text and was on high alert.

Chloé, having transformed back into herself, had just ran up to Scarabée who was obviously having trouble with Vanisher.

When Vanisher hears Chloé calling out to Scarabée, she gets distracted and becomes visible again & Scarabée's grabs her with her yo-yo.

This causes her to through the short heroine against a building.

When Vanisher tries to put Chloé in another force field, but Scarabée's able to block and cancel it with her yo-yo.

Scarabée, blocking Vanisher from getting to Chloé: Hurry up and go! I can't hold her off for too long!!

Chloé, running off: *internally* Don't worry Bitty Bug, I'll be back!

When Kitty Claws shows up, Vanisher's extra mad cause she thinks Kitty Claws was the one who released Chloé from the force field (she's not wrong, but at the same time she is).

It's honestly one of their toughest fights, but they do win it at the end (wanna know more about this akuma, let me know).

When Sabrina's free from the akuma, Scarabée tells Kitty Claws that she'll take her home.

The two have a talk and Scarabée assures Sabrina that she would never hurt Chloé.

Sabrina even apologizes to and hugs the heroine.

After that battle Sabrina becomes noticeable friendlier to both Scarabée and Kitty Claws.

Even still favoring them over newer heroes (Stallion Star, Draconia, and Arman Renard).

Sabrina's given the Bee Miraculous when her father's akumatized (which is in Season 2 now due to jealousy towards the heroes).

Sabrina becomes the permanent welder of the Bee Miraculous.

At this point Fu doesn't even question Alix at this point. Just gives her the Miraculous and watches her go out the door.

Thus Busy Bee is on the scene!

Kitty Claws gave her the nickname BB.

It's actually one of the shorter fights they have.

Sabrina's quite happy to be on the team as Busy Bee.

Then Audrey shows up, which gets Sabrina HEATED!

She insisted on being included in the fight involving Style Queen.

Kitty Claws is so proud while Scarabée and Stallion Star are concerned with the whole Style Queen fight.

Alix is more than happy to get Sabrina into the roller derby scene. Alix love how competitive she is.

Chloé absolutely loves to cosplay as Busy Bee. Sabrina often finds herself cosplaying as Kitty Claws and loves it.

Inspired by: @emdoddles @symphonic-scream @muggle-born-princess @justanotherpersonsuniverse @dcschart @princess-of-the-corner

[aliaisreal]

( 🧺 ) i am so sorry for the late reply 😭 uni has been kicking me in the ass lately - thank goodness, we will be having a two-day academic break tomorrow!!

shit's gonna go down . . . you mean everyone hiding away once gojo satoru brings his blindfold down. his bright blue eyes sparkling with violence and danger. yet somehow he still looks so angelic while threatening and dominating some people.

junpei deserved better 🥺 i'm so so so glad that you created a fic with him. his dynamic with mizuki is so beautiful. speaking of mizuki, do you have any trivial facts of her clan? 👀 they seem really interesting!!

no bc the image of mizuki and her friends using her as a lie detecter against satoru threw me out 😭 they'd call her in the oddest hours of the day just to make her detect satoru's lies.

👀👀👀 maybe give me a what-if scenario of what satoru could've done. unhinged and feral gojo is one of the best gojo's out there.

your satoru hc has me weak . your satoru should be acknowledged . he doesn't send you text messages anymore, he straight up just voicemails you. your conversations with him consists of you typing out your replies, and him voice-mailing his.

no, thank YOU, alia! 🥺 your gojo hcs made my night. he may be a dumbass, but he's our dumbass. <3 i hope you have a lovely day/night!

Ahhhh nonny! Don’t apologize! I’m just glad that you guys are allowed to take a few days off to rest from a hectic week! Woohoo! Be sure to treat yo self with a well deserved rest! Lengthy post ahead so might as well put it under the line.

Satoru’s got a personality of a devil but got an appearance of an angel so when shit’s gonna go down, you better make yourself scarce and hope whoever’s at the end of Satoru’s ire is already praying for their lives… while the rest of his friends watch amusedly- possibly while eating popcorn. (They actually did this once but like, drinking coffee and not popcorn)

Junpei really deserved better! I’m trying to put on a follow up fic where he builds his friendship with the rest of the first years. 🥺 Already got the idea down now I just need some words… y'know- to create the story. 😅

AND! I do agree with you when you said what Junpei got with Mizuki is beautiful- she may not be his biological mother and no one could even replace her but he can trust Mizuki to be there for him for as long as he wants her to be. (The road to healing is never an easy one, after all.)

Random Fun Facts about Mizuki’s clan:

Originally, the presiding clans of Jujutsu were dubbed as the Big Four, with Yukimura clan as its fourth clan. However, because of the discord sown in between the three, they chose to step away from the fight- secluding themselves at the countryside.

That doesn’t mean they were exiled- on the contrary, their nobility and influence actually grew after they decided to isolate themselves.

They were the overseer of justice and fairness. As the clan whose inherited technique has something to do with time and destiny, they had to be objective with their decisions, making sure they are not disrupting anything within the pre-ordained time and the rest of the clans had to respect that- albeit, begrudgingly.

Probably why they have their own court of justice within their ancestral home. The court comprises of seven elders of the respective virtue they uphold, the Head of the Clan, and the future head- the inheritor.

If the Gojo Clan have Six Eyes, the Yukimura Clan have Fleeting Memories. It’s got something to do with the eyes and why Mizuki had to wear glasses all. the. time.

You know, nonny? Their friends actually never used Mizuki as a Gojo lie detector. Shoko and Suguru always had advised their kouhais- and even their senpais to never try to ask Mizuki if Gojo’s telling the truth. Nanami made the mistake of asking her once, and it almost cost him getting a detention from Yaga-sensei.

Chances are, she’d go along with whatever shit Satoru is pulling… she may be even more convincing than Satoru cause come on, her Clan values honesty for heaven’s sake!

What if scenario coming up! May be posted in my writeblr. 😅

And yes! Your late night routine includes you typing in the darkness of your room while giggling at Satoru’s low whispers coming from your headphones. It’s like…having a personal ASMR. 😅😌

I’m glad you liked these little HCs nonny! They are amazing and I’m having fun with our conversations. It’s fine if you send more or if you spam me- I really don’t mind. Just make sure to prioritize yourself okay? If you’re not feeling well, don’t push yourself and always remember to take rests!

[midnightsgift]

I just read your analysis on Yohan cherishing his last moments with his niece since he thinks he's going to die and now I'm emo again 😭 pls pls let Yohan and Elijah live, also I saw a theory that Gaon was instead going to sacrifice his life saving the two since Soohyun died anyway, what do you think about that?

i think you're referring to my post about Yo-han and that dinner scene, if u are then yh it makes me emo to knowing Yo-han is finally at a stage where i think he's letting his walls crumble himself only to perhaps die/betrayed in the final episodes.

Idk if u want me to ramble so you don't have to read all my word vomit and skip down to where I answer your question. If not enjoy the ride.

We initially see external forces (NON Yo-han characters) trying to infiltrate this wall be it Sun-ah, Ga-on and even the House keeper at times. And we'd usually see these met with resilience (on Yo-han's part) and the only times he'd 'tolerate' it would mean it be beneficial to him/his plans and even then it wouldn't be with open arms. Take the scene where Sun-ah asks him to be kinder to her, or the Jenga scene, very different, however even in the Jenga scene we're met with that resilience to remind us that Yo-Han does not need anyone, or one step further Yo-Han would like everyone around him to believe he does not need them.

We the visibly see this change when he apologies to Elijah. The first apology is prompted by Ga-on, but episode later once Ga-on leaves Yo-han makes that decision by himself (Internal forces). His image that he has created is no longer more important that the relationship he has with his niece or how his niece sees him. And as heart-breaking it is to see him still be turned away it depict a realistic reaction from a hurting child. This is also shown when he offers to cook/ask Ga-on if he want food. I'd also like to highlight the importance that it was through food he attempted to comfort Ga-On. I could also write more on that but i don't think most ppl would want to hear that so we move.

Answer:

So, i would hope that none of them die, and already we've seen 2 'keyish' characters die and idk whether to interpret as we're safe or that alot more blood is to be shed. If one of them (Ga-on and Yo-han) was to die I would be more scared it would be Yo-han. If you asked me from the beginning of the show till about the time he got shot i’d be heavily inclined (90:10 spilt) that if either we’re to die it be him. I don’t think this is rooted in many ‘hints’ from the show but from having watched other shows and personally I find it more satisfying to watch a character like him die. Fucking heart-breaking but none the less satisfying due to the fact his life revolves around this idea of him completing this mission. However if anything was to hint at his death it would be the whole Christian  symbolism we see all the time from the show. And if we remember Judas comment from earlier, if Ga-on is his Judas the he must be Jesus. We often hear Yo-Han talk about how nobody is not sinful and i don’t exactly want to say this religion believe this or that, but there is the belief that Jesus died for everyone's sins, and it may not be in the same way but i feel like there a link there. I also think Yo-han dying to save Ga-on would be a nice (not exactly parallel) parallel to Yo-han unable to save Isaac. I would like to add any of the 3 we’re to die i feel like them doing it to save each other would be valid.

So I implied i’m leaning less to Yo-han dying but i’d say it’s still a 75:25 spilt to him. Ga-on dying to save Yo-han and Elijah, seems like the only way i’d accept his death. I don’t think it’d be such a clear cut consequence but i do see Ga-on sacrifice himself to indirectly save them. IDk if that makes sense. The fact that Soo-hyun has died to me actually makes it seem like his death would have less of an impact, yes they could play up the relationship with other characters but it would seem almost cheap for him to die. Especially as his character keeps flipping sides, i feel unless in the least two episodes they really solidify where he stands it doesn’t have a great pay-off IDK maybe i should have more faith in the writers but Ga-on dying doesn’t seem like the appropriate thing to do. 

As i was correct my spelling mistakes I though of another scenario and that would be if one of them killed the other. For Ga-on to die by Yo-han’s hands would be ‘great’ to see. It would have link well to scene where we see Yo-han warning Ga-on that he obliterates those that stand in his way, but also it play for great betrayal from Yo-han who otherwise is kinda quite Loyal. It would also parallel nicely to the card scene in a similar way Soo-hyun’s death did to Ga-on and hers last meal together.

[bookwyrminspiration]

So. Chapter 11. I have many thoughts.

First things first, absolutely amazing, every interaction the characters had felt so natural and fit together so well, and gosh I just...do not have the words to describe how much I adore your writing.

Now time for what I'm here for: you've got me all fired up again! It's been quite a hell of a while since I've done any real theory or predictions, so I might be slightly out of practice, forgive me if I get any details wrong!

And I don’t really know what all of it means yet, but let’s try to get the simple facts laid out first:

Bronte and Oralie send cryptic messages.

Sophie finds a dragon scale in a random desk.

Linh has a connection to the dragons, like Marella.

Dragons are connected with thunderstorms.

So, are we getting dragon!Linh? Because I am so here for dragon!Linh. At the very least, there’s some connection between them. But there’s…something else.

So, the messages from Oralie and Bronte are absurdly cryptic, and that’s so fucking cool and I love it, but I really really want to dig into what they’re saying now. So that’s what I’m gonna do!

Bronte’s message: Secrecy and redundancy compose the toolkit of those trying to hide. It takes a special someone to see the darkness in the world and not participate. Your infectious light is spreading.

Oralie’s message: Secrecy and redundancy compose the toolkit of those trying to hide. Play a melody for me, and tell me what it says. History will have something sweet to say about you.

And you (via Sophie) put a special focus on the words “infectious light” and “history”.

And I will eat my boots if that is not connected to some grand underlying secret underneath the entire story. Now, given that these two are Councillors and have access to confidential files, and Bronte as old as dirt, and the focus on the word history, I’m willing to bet there’s some dark secret within elven history (shocker, I know) that somehow relates to all this monster business. Cause like…it’s hard to make monsters! It’s crazy that the Neverseen and whatever the new group is called have managed to make so many!

(And I haven't figure out the Secrecy and Redundancy part yet, but I will tell you when I think I may have understood it.)

And what’s even weirder is how easy it was for Sophie and the rest of the kids to develop specific monster traits instead of just. Literally dying. And from weird potion mist, too.

Is there something about elves that allows them to turn into monsters? We know the monsters are unnatural, and when I’ve brought up the idea that elves are being turned into monsters you haven’t really denied or confirmed it, just kind of skirted around the topic. And this could also be the reason the humans haven’t been attacked by the monsters- the monsters are made of elves because elves are…somehow compatible with whatever the Neverseen are doing, and they attack other mythical creatures because I’m assuming they share traits similar enough to elves that the monsters have an interest in them.

But it’s also weird how Bronte’s letter (while actually being kind of a compliment, which I find so funny because it absolutely does not read like it, 100/10 characterization points) implies Sophie is spreading something, something infectious, and I’m sure the usage of the word “light” isn’t coincidence either.

Light is really important to elves, like really important, and it doesn’t seem like something Bronte would say, either, what with his…seeming respect for it (from how he acted when at the Point of Purity and journey back). He’d more likely say something like “bravery” or “strength”, given that (iirc) he’s even used those words to describe Sophie before. So there’s something about the word light specifically that was important, and something about the light being infectous.

And now, elves are living underground. And the monsters were said to appear out of nowhere, too, just…out of the blue. Are the Neverseen using the light to create more monsters? What are the monsters for? Can they turn whatever they’re doing off? Are the Council somehow aware of what the Neverseen is doing because they have access to lots of knowledge the main crew don’t, and that’s part of why they fled underground?

And what’s the connection with the dragons?

(I nearly forgot about the dragons.)

From what you’ve posted, you seem to really enjoy the part of dragons that is unknowable and out-of-reach, so much greater than pretty much every other creature in the world. And that also sounds like a way you could describe the void!

And if dragons could access the void, then that would explain how they appear and disappear so fast, and if they control weather that would be how the thunderstorms don’t come in over the horizon, and simply just happen.

But what does it mean? Why did Marella go to them in…what chapter was it again? I can’t remember. Why did Linh react to strongly to the dragon scales?

And Marella may have the wings, but Linh has the scales on her face (although iirc they’re a different color to the one Sophie picked up, so I don’t think it’s hers and I don’t see why she’d attack if it was), so is she a dragon as well? And if they are, are they different kinds of dragons? And since dragons are extremely territorial (from what we’ve seen and can infer so far) is that going to create problems? Linh already reacted terribly to another scale, so if her and Marella’s dragon instincts get worse, I can see how that would go terribly. Or is Linh a different kind of creature?

There’s just…so many thoughts. I barely got into any actual theories here, oops. But that’s…most of my thoughts for now. Hope you enjoyed? I know I personally enjoyed Chapter 11 immensely, thank you for this wonderful AU!

- pyro

woa this is a lot!! pyro!! i am speechless!! I am. I am ahhh!!! I'm glad the interactions felt natural, I was a little worried they'd feel too out of character but sometimes my need to let them mess around with each other takes over

those first four facts you've laid out do seem to be what I'm hinting at--whether you're correct though, I'll let you find out in later chapters. I have more to say about Bronte and Oralie's messages but I'll get to that later. also, I do have more planned for the dragons, which will be fun!!

will be entirely honest i forgot you all don't know what wings Linh has--but!! her connection to the dragons may be related to her wings! everyone has a pair of wings unique to them, so how that translates to her remains to be seen. Marella with the dragon wings and the interests may seem more obvious, but I think Linh is gonna have a lot more mysterious, confusing connection to the way everything works.

Now! onto Bronte and Oralie's messages!! these stumped me for a while because I needed them to be cryptic, but also riddle-like with some kind of meaning that sophie could figure out if she gave it enough thought. of course, as of chapter 11 she hasn't even tried to figure it out, but it's planted that seed in her mind

a cool thing that I just want to point out: there are a few lines throughout the au that i have taken the structure of directly of from the books and altered their wording. One of those was in a previous chapter where I took the "but her mind was stronger than her body" from book one and changed it. I don't remember exactly what i changed it into as it's been a while, but I know that's one of them. and i did it again in this chapter! if you remember the message Bronte had Mr. Forkle give Sophie, "It takes a special someone to see darkness inside of someone and not condemn them," that's the quote I based his unique portion of the message off of. Oralie's also has a meaning tied to an interaction with her, but it's not tied to a specific quote.

for the "infectious light," you are right, that does have a meaning, and it was important it was those exact words. what it turns out to be, however, may not be entirely what you're expecting. and then there's the "history will have something sweet to say about you" which is a little hint to Sophie, whenever she figures that one out. they are trying to send her a message but she needs to figure out what they're trying to say first!! also, the secrecy and redundancy part does have something more to it, but I'll let you continue theorizing about that one.

my apologies if i'm focusing on this part for too long, but I legit spent like half an hour trying to figure out how to word this to set up future scenes and reveals, so I want to share some of that process!

and it is curious how the elven world is the only one affected...

there's a lot of theories for why it was so easy for them to develop those features, maybe their minds adapt to abilities so suddenly that they're predisposed to other changes as well, or they go quicker. maybe it's fragile, guilty minds that enable them to be taken over by horrors like these, whereas humans are exposed to violence and guilt and grief on a daily basis. I might touch on this later in the chapters, so I don't want to spoil anything, but there so many possibilities!!

moving on to the dragons!! you're right, i do think very highly of dragons and like the inachievability of them in this context. they're not just mindless creatures, they're a lot more complex, as we saw with them having abilities like elves. Sophie doesn't know exactly what it was, but she thinks it was tied to the explosive sounds she heard and the change in the weather. and I could tie them to the void! if we going with intelligent creatures having access to the void (like silveny, though her intelligence is very different) then it would make sense to continue that pattern. and it could explain a few of the mysteries left behind after chapter 7 (6? i forget which one)

like i mentioned before, I do have more planned for the dragons, and that does involve both Linh and Marella specifically. so!! I think some of your questions will be answered in the upcoming chapters, but for now I can't exactly answer without spoiling. but! you are asking the right questions!! you are on the right track!!

and it wasn’t exactly scales on linhs face, more they had they same pattern (the iridescent one) but I might've worded it weird so I can see where that came from. as for whether or not she's a dragon, the only thing I can tell you right now is that she doesn't have the exactly same wings as Marella, and i told you in chapter 9 (i think?) that she could easily hide them like Sophie, Wylie, and Biana. The whole mystery with the scale, however, is one of the things that i can't answer without spoiling, so I guess that tells you there's a lot more to that too.

i also have so many thoughts about the au and !! I loved reading all of yours!! I enjoyed it thoroughly!! chapter 11 may seem slower than some of the more action packed chapters, but it sets up a lot of the lore and background we'll need for future endeavors, so i'm glad you liked it!! I think i introduced a lot of questions in this one too...

I might've missed some of your points (there were a lot, which is excellent!!), so if there was something important I glossed over feel free to send another ask so I can go back over it!!

but thank you for reading this au!! talking about it motivates me to write more and make it more complex!! I mean, we're about 84,000 words in and I'm still going, so. there's a lot more to come!!

[ofmermaidstories]

Spoilers for the latest chapter of Something!

I'm gonna go ahead and apologize now because this is long; please feel free to ignore my wordy ass, I just have a lot of feelings about a certain someone that showed up in the new chapter lol.

I am still trying to get my shit together enough to write a proper review, but I did want to come yell at you for making the grape boy somewhat likeable, like...

Firstly, how??? Secondly, why?????!?!

Lmao, in all seriousness tho, it's nice to see him have a personality that isn't just "Mmmm, tits" *drools* I like to think that everyone in the series grows up and (mostly) out of the worst of their habits, and while Mineta is still a bit of a lecher here he isn't nearly as offensive/creepy as he comes off in show. In fact he's actually sympathetic in a lot way. The bit about seeing his first dead body before "getting laid" hit different like... He tries to play it off like a joke, but dude has to have just as much PTSD as the rest of them, maybe even more given that he wasn't able to fight back in the same way as someone like Bkg or Deku would be able to with their super powerful offensive quirks. They were all just kids, but they had to face hell full on from jump, and let me stop before I get too in my feelings lol.

In a lot of ways, he reminds of you the boys from school — crude. Taking for granted the safety from being in a pack, unchallenged. Leering at posters, saying off-colour things because no one corrects them.

That's exactly the way I view him, just a crude little thing that refuses to be put in his place for long lol. Still, with his being a hero I would hope that he keeps a cap on it while he's on the job--in fact I'm sure he does; if he didn't I'm sure that Aizawa would've yanked his licence by now, the likes of Deku and Kiri wouldn't continue to associate with him, and that's saying nothing of the shit that would get posted to social mead and such. I feel like the only reason he says what he says to the Reader is b/c she's a little gremlin herself and he knows he's got a bit more leeway, yanno?

The little hangout session that they had at the end of the chapter was weirdly heartwarming?? I want a friend(???) that I can be a surly little shit with and draw on and that will call my bf that's not really my bf but should be my bf because he's (that is Mineta) got more emotional intelligence than me lmao. Never thought I'd see the day when the grape would make for such an excellent wingman--tho I gotta wonder what that text he sent to Deku said. Probably something along the lines of "come get yo girl, she must be bored/lonely af because she asked to hang out with me" followed by "are you ever gonna close the deal or not? or have you already hit it??? >:)" just to give the guy an extra push (or maybe he's got a better sense of self-preservation than what I give him credit for, idk lmfaooo...)

Okay, this is WAY too long, I just had to get it out of my system lol. I loved the new chapter lots and I cannot wait to see how things play out in the next one!!

LOL, oh Puck, i adore you sdlkfjsdlkfjsdlkfj

me being a shit-stirrer/asking myself questions i don’t have answers for under the cut

Cat asked me this question earlier today, actually — why Mineta. And honestly? Part of it is the challenge he represents — like, how do you write him into a fic and mature him up so that he’s at the very least, tolerable, but also keep the backbone of his character (which is being a little degenerate). Like, is it possible? One of the most popular tags on ao3 for mineta minoru is something along the lines of “mineta minoru is replaced with shinsou hitoshi” LOL so…….. why didn’t I just use Shinsou? Or Aoyama or Iida, as Cat suggested? And beyond the part of me that delights in giving myself perceived challenges, there were two stark reasons that stuck out to me, when i was first mulling over his inclusion.

1) the fact that he can draw. it’s literally as simple as that. ever since the BNHA exhibition opened up in Japan and it was revealed that there was a scene in there with a class blackboard and the kids having their little drawing competition — and that Mineta was objectively the most skilled — i was like, “i have to include that”. LOL. it’s like you say, Puck, our Reader is a little gremlin herself — i thought if I was going to write a Reader that could handle interacting with him (ie, be in a position to pay him out) it was going to be this one. I think being in the manga industry and starting out on this journey of creating and drawing a Shonen manga sort of put Reader in this unique position of… being in what seems like a boys’ club? So she’d be used to the male gaze within her field. I follow Horikoshi’s assistant (former assistant?) on twitter and let me tell you, that man is not shy about the things that he likes to draw LOL.

the 2) thing was the philosophy i’ve sort of accidentally given myself LOL and that’s the fact that — as a Bakugou stan, if i’m giving grace to a character who was a literal violent bully then………. i can use my magic powers and hand it around to the other characters, too, LOL. and like, i would argue that with Bakugou it’s different, like we’re currently seeing in the manga how he has grown and learnt and is actively changing, which is the key to any kind of redemption. do i think Mineta will ever undergo that in cannon? absolutely not lmao, i see him as being being Hori’s idea of comedic relief, he’s always going to be a horrible little degen. but i want it for him…… if only to justify why the boys of Class-A collectively ignore his bullshit, for the most part? Like, none of them actively call him out on it?? i think of the time he tried to climb the wall to spy on the girls in the onsen — and how it was literally only Iida scolding him and how it took a child to stop him. Or the one when he found the stupid hole into the girl’s changing room and while the boys all looked grossed out….. Jirou’s the one that point an end to that?????? I saw a TikTok (derogatory) suggesting how like, none of the girls of Class-A would trust Aizawa, as adults, because he didn’t do anything to put an end to Mineta’s bullshit, and it was a devastating suggesting. None of us want to believe that our favourites would be passively okay with this kind of behaviour, right?? Which means……. Mineta’s gotta change LMAO. And if Hori isn’t going to do it then imma borrow him and do it myself. Does it work? I have no idea LMAO i can’t judge anymore, my meter is broken. but i’m gonna work with what i’ve given myself and it either will, or it won’t LMAOOOO kldsfjlksdjflkdj fic is about having fun at the end of the day. :’)

But it’s like you point out, Puck — Mineta is also a child, when these kids get trotted out to their first War. And he’s also not as offensively built as the hard-hitters like Deku and Bakugou and Shouto are. Even if it’s not explored in the manga, that War is going to change them all somehow.

So, my gameplan for Mineta was to grab ahold of the tiny things about him — the talent for drawing, the like one [1] observation he has about the wreckage of the war/pro heroes during the war arc, his tears for Bakugou when B wakes up afterwards and how he tells Deku how cool he was and how much he admires him, in the current Bring Deku Home chapters — and try to envision a sleaze bag who learns that the bullshit he pulls won’t be tolerated, even if he’s still ultimately a skeeze LOL. i mean, he’s never going to drop that er…. appreciation for the female form. and i mean, hey, live your best life King, i’ve distinctly noticed a hand-fetish floating around on this site lately so i’m not gonna be like “NO men can’t like ANYTHING”. But the thing with him being a sleaze and open with his leering is like, he’s actively made the girls of his class uncomfortable with that in the past — how do you write it so that he’s not doing that in a position of power with the women he works with (and saves!), as an adult?? Maturity only goes so far. How much can I bank on the war and the subsequent bullshit they’re gonna face from it on…. transforming him??? It shouldn’t be up to the girls he’s learning with to police him, they’re just children. I have a vague gameplan for it — whether or not it works will be one thing; whether i can naturally shove it into the fic is another, LOL. Guess we’ll see. 🧐

SAYING ALL THAT,,,,, i’m actually really glad you liked (???) the ending scene with him because it’s my favourite LMAO lkdjflkdsjflkdjfkldsjf. 😭😭 Reader is by no means perfect, and she and Mineta both need to start treating each other with more respect, but her bullying of him was fun to write and I like imagining a Mineta who considers himself to be close with Deku (whether or not Deku thinks the same is up for debate) going along with it. i could see this version of Mineta being enough of a shit-stirrer to say something like, “gotta lock that shit down” to Deku LMAO kdfjlkdsjflkdsfjdklsfj and then getting left on a skyscraper somewhere…. RIP short King.

[hazard-queen]

Hi!! I'm not sure if your requests are open, but I just wanted to say that I love your most recent hc's with a nervous MC!! And I wanted to ask if you maybe can kind of continue it with Lilia, Trey, Silver and Rook? It's ok if you don't do it ofc!! Thank you for such amazing works!!

Hello ~♡

Request are always open dear till i announce it's not but as i mentioned before my college started so i took long time sorry for my late, i hope you apptreciate ♡

Thank you for saying tho, it actually made my day~♡

Have a good day and take care ~♡

Silver

• You were busy on your on focusing on cooking and creating some delicious meals for your friends, everything was quite around you so you give 100% of your attention in what you're doing

• He wasn't sure what to in this situation, he was just watching you cooking things he would really want to try but instead he gets lilia's food!

• "Ehem....can i have some of those?"

• You were carying plates on your hand but the sudden voice behind you when it was supposed to be no one there made you shocked and dropped all plates to the floor smashing them!

• "Oh no!"

• You said to yourself as you didn't even turn to face the person who was speaking as you bent down to collect broken pieces

• " i I'm sorry...did i disturb you?"

• You shook your head still not looking at him busy collecting broken plates until he heard a small "aw" and you stopped

• His eyes widened as he saw blood dripping from your finger, he quickly pulled you away from broken shards and took you to the sink to wash the cut, he looked everywhere for something to warp your finger with but he didn't find anything close so he decided to warp it with his handkerchief

• "N no! It will be stained like that!"

• You blushed as he warped your finer and held your shaking hand tight then he gave is a sigh

• "If i knew that i will cause all of this i wouldn't have came"

• You looked at silver as he felt guilty for what happened to you, he cracked an apology before excusing to leave

• "W wait!....why did you come here from the first place?"

• He turned to you and blushed abit before telling you the reason

• "I wanted to have some of the meals you're making for others but you know lilia wouldn't let me eat from a stranger human "

• Silver moved his hand to the back of his neck as he blushed harder as you looked at him

• "How about i cook you something you like as an exchange for the handkerchief i stained?"

• You gave him a big smile and you could see how the guy became happy

• "Y you mean you can cook me risotto?"

• The guy's eyes were sparkling with as you accepted his request and began to make it to him

• "Whenever you want to eat anything tell me and i will cook it for you and Don't worry, i won't tell lilia!"

Trey clover

• He was making his special delicious strawberry tarts for one of their unbirthday parties...yes, you're not in the same dorm you just watch him in silence in kitchen

• Those tarts made your mouth run and there you are drooling as you watched him adding more and more of these delicious fresh strawberries and give them a wipe of gello that gave the tart a glossy sparkle, you want one don't you?

• The male was working in silence and you thought he didn't know you're there but you're totally wrong cause he knew you're there watching him explained by the smirk on his face and the Mischievous expression written on his face as he looks at you at the corner of his eyes and you always hide but still he could see you.

• "Oh well then seems i made an additional tart hmmmm i will leave it here then!"

• He spok loudly as he took the rest and left the kitchen, you directly ran to the counter and took the tart in your hand then you took a full bite

• "Awww it's really delious!~"

• In a more like singing you spoke as you shove more of the tart in your mouth that was dancing from happiness! And of course trey stood there just behind you!

• "If you really like it you could have asked me for some!"

• As trey bent to speak in your ears your eyes widened as you went pale and unfortunately you miss swallowed the tart and it made choke you and now you're coughing!

• "Eh! Are you ok?!"

• You couldn't breathe and held your neck, he strongly patted your back and hurried to hand you a cup of water

• As you took some sips you began to swallow it and now you can breath, trey sigh and gave you an apologetic expression.

• "T The tarts you make are r really delious "

• You weakly spoke as he could see tears in the corner of your eyes but still give him a smile.

• " glad to hear but why didn't you ask me for some from the start...i wouldn't have refused"

• He gave you a wary smile as he spoke which made you blush...he's cute isn't he?

• "I i just thought you wouldn't agree cause we're not from the same dorm..."

• Just on hearing this he let out a soft chuckle then he gave a heart full laugh (you know trey's laugh don't you?)

• "I would have never do something like that! Listen...as long as you want any sweet delicacies tell me"

Rook hunt

• He was doing his favourite job...Hunting!

• Eyes are fixed on the aim as he takes a deep breathe, closing his left eye to be focused on one thing....his prey!

• Realising the arrow it just hit the target! A big smirk was from ear to ear as he grow proud and proud of himself each time he just don't miss it

• And there you are hiding behind a bush watching rook as he hunt! Since when you're watching him? Has it been an hour or so? Do you know you're in the forest now and it's not safe?

• You were ready to leave when your feet stepped on a brunch breaking it getting the male's best attention

• "Who's there?"

• The next thing you saw was his arrow directed to your direction and rook being ready to realse it at any second

• "If you don't come out i will shoot you! You have 3 seconds to reveal yourself!"

• You were shaking what shoud you do?

• "One!"

• Going back isn't an option cause he can shoot in your way and this would be dangerous!

• "Two!"

• This time he took more close steps towards you, he's not joking!

• "Three!"

• "NO NO NO NO PLEASE DON'T SHOT ME!"

• You came out from your hide begging him to stop and you nearly got the male a shock as he blinked twice

• "(Y/n)! What are you doing here? I was going to shot you!"

• Lowering the bow and arrow from your face he pouted and gave you a questioning expression

• " i i i....i w was....watching you"

• You looked away from rook as you spoke trying to hide your blushing face from the guy whom you could see the smirk on his face grew wider

• "O mon dieu! HAHAHA "

• You pouted as he laughed at you

• "W what makes you laugh that much?"

• He stopped as he noticed that you're embarrassed and have you a smile

• "Nothing it's just the first time i know the real meaning of curiosity kills the cat! Look, if you want yo accompany me in hunting just tell me and i will be glad to!"

Lilia vanrouge

(Song is "lili" for Allan walker)

• Every day he walkes by your room and watch you from the window as you sing! And let's say you also were trying to play guitar, but it seems you're really trying to keep it up with it but you always mess it up at the end

• "Ugh i can't make it!"

• He chuckled at how you look cute when you always miss it, but let's admit that actually you're not bad at all

• (Everything you wantin gonna be the magic story you've been told and you will be save under my control just let me in ooooooh )

• You were in a harmony with yourself, you're really good in your own and that's what actually made lilia interested...should he just join you?

• Lilia is well known for giving students heart attack by appearing out nowhere scare the hell out if others, he just decided to bring his guitar and just join you!

• (Then she ran , faster than start screaming is there's someone out there.....)

• You stopped singing as you began to hear music that wasn't yours, you turned to see lilia sitting on the window holding his guitar playing on it!

• "Please don't scream!"

• Lilia waved to you trying to laugh it off but he was actually late

• "EEEEEEEEEEKKKKK"

• "I said don't scream! I just wanted to join you here!"

• You took some time to calm yourself down it's not normal to see someone sitting in your window out nowhere in the middle of night is it?....well....at least better than him standing upsides down above your head on the ceiling!

• " i i I'm sorry b but since when you're here?"

• "Since you started! I always pass by here to listen to your singing, You're really doing great!"

• Lilia spoke with a wide smile on his face innocently not like if he was going to the life out of you!

• " y you think?"

• You blushed on hearing lilia complementing you that was acutely out of sudden!

• "Yeah! Can i join you?"

• "Sure thing!"

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A Book Of F.B. Ranting. Random Facebook postings Jesus DeAcido Hate is cathartic! Being mere near powerless individuals, hatin' on Trump (for good reason) and expressing same (usually with humor, but with a little venom it's betta) provides psychological relief through the open expression of such strong emotion. But if screaming at everyone about how superior you are for not hating anyone gets ya off, go for it! Be your own personal Jesus! Then we can crucify you, or sumthin'. ;) -----Jesus DeAcido Actually it should be %90, like what it was when America WAS Great. ;) I'm serious. For no one actually paid %90. 'Cause they kept their money in their businesses or invested in one (thus not taxed at that rate) instead of liquidating assets. Then they'd expand operations and that created JOBS! Which was GOOD! We had the highest standard of living in the World, and the rich still got rich! Actually RICHER! More productivity, more consumers with more disposable income equals HUGE profits! Average people could buy homes and cars and only one person need work outside the home, as well. People that rail against higher taxes for the "Elites" are simply under-educated and/or brainwashed.-------Jesus DeAcido There have ALWAYS been those that will suck the King's Cock for Favor. And, of course, out of guilt, those same Cum Stained Chin Muther-Fuckers insist we ALL guzzle the mouth wash of disdain of which they gleefully partake! Yet I boldly say..."No thank you, Sir!". "Rim Me, Young Masters and Mistress, I say!" "Eat'est mine ass, Dainty Tits!"................Jesus DeAcido If anyone deserves hate, it's Trump. And it's not blind hate, it's real and based upon reality. He's attempting to destroy the United States! He's a rapist, as well. (at minimum his wife AND a 13 year old sex slave) Perhaps the word should be despise? Now, if YOU want to be a "Hey, Hitler was nice to his dogs" type, go for it! But don't expect others to be so blindly accommodating. BTW, "Hate Group" should be a designation for ignoble and illogical (i.e. racist, etc) organizations. And seems you are doing the Trumpian "there are good people of both sides" argument with it's use. "If your religion or politics require you to bend over while others suffer, you need a new religion or politics." ................ Jesus DeAcido As a kid I was a little head banger (MC5 to Black Sabbath, etc) but this one time I won two tickets to a Temptations/Supremes concert (musta been '72 0r '73) the ONLY reason I went was this song! I love this song! Anyways, The Supremes were NOT good on my ears, but I loved the entire Temptations set! I was hooked! A school friend and I were the ONLY Whites in the place, BTW (that I could see, at least) and EVERY Brutha and Sista was so nice to us. I guess they figured we were "good ones". (we were, of course) ;) One funny situation was when two Bros in full Pimp Regalia were "arguing" about who was prettier (better dressed). One was in all white, with white fringe trim, white bowler hat. Even a white cane. The other guy was in different shades of purple with a purple cowboy hat and purple feathers on top. My friend and I needed to get by them to get to our seating entrance so I politely said "Excuse me!". The guy in white said "Of course, my little brother!" so I thank him. And then, while passing, I turned and exclaimed to the crowd assembled "The guy in white is prettier!". They all bust out laughing, and the guy in white gave me a fist bump. Fun time! In more ways than one. ------------------ Jesus DeAcido I'd say that it's kinda dumb either way. Unless there is some actual redeeming value to doing it, which would be a rather hard hurdle. BUT it could happen. As for "(it's) not meant to make either look lesser than", I'd have to point to the fact that such depictions usually include actions or affects that was parodies of the race they are depicting. For instance, the Black actors made up as White Girls did exaggerated depictions of both Women AND Whites. Which was pretty bad. The sin, IMO, is that it wasn't funny. Robert Downey Jr. playing the White guy pretending to be Black was doing much negative Black stereotypes as well. That movie was funny though. ;) And there was some modicum of a point to it. L.O. doing Othello held no innately racist stereotypes or exaggerations. And the Black Face is but topical. The character is a Moor. I think it's, as always, the INTENT mixed with actions. I'm sure that you are bringing this up due to Gov. Northam being called upon to resign (I apologize if that isn't the case). Well, I believe that that IS an overreaction. The year AFTER Northam did that the movie Soul Man came out! (illustrating the mindset of the time) And anyone remember Gene Wilder in Silver Streak? Now THAT was pretty bad, but it wasn't back then! (well, maybe SOMEONE complained, but I never saw it) Anyways, and again, I believe it's all about intent AND actions. And the intent may be right, but the actions may not be. We should just stop it. We have evolved. For if doing it hurts anyone...that's reason enough to not do it. And it's not necessary. (even when playing Othello, for we all know he was Black) Sorry for going on so long, BTW. -------------------------------- Jesus DeAcido Dewey Rai Lineberry I agree. I'm a professional Comedy Writer, BTW. And I'm not Politically Correct. I'm just Correct! (jez kidding) ;) I CAN hold two or more opposing ideas in my head at the same time though, so I can see where most people are coming from (on both sides) and the reasons they feel certain ways. I can relent on certain comedic takes IF I get a reasonable account of why I should tread lightly. If only because I'm a nice person, and I don't intend on hurting anyone (well, except for people that deserve it) Again, as for Northam, THAT is P.C. Gone Wild! (although his waffling about the issue is pretty fucked up) I believe people should be able to do whatever they fuckin' want, in the case of Free Speech, even if it's disgusting and/or stupid. BUT if ya Speak Freely, albeit abhorrently, expect others to return fire, VERBALLY. For that's the way it should work. Oh, and Political Correctness is NOT an exclusively Liberal attribute, of course. Conservatives have their own versions. Try burning your OWN American Flag, or say something pro-Socialism, or take a knee, or protest Police abuse. They get as warped as any tree-hugger...and they'll often kill ya for it! Or you'll lose your job, like Kaepernick did. ............................ Jesus DeAcido Time for some True Love! Like yo' Dad gave! Like yo' Mom gave! Some "No! You can't do that!" about the Head and Shoulders! TRUE LOVE! -------- Thinking upon Grunge, haven't you all noticed that "Grunge" ain't/wasn't a sound? SEEMS it started as a Uniform. The Pendletons and Levis, and a graphic Tee Shirt. Just NOT the Glam! It was anti-Glam. Actually, it was what my friends and I wore forever! The MUSIC was everything! Every sound! Akin to the 60's, IMO. The only REAL "Grunge" was Mother Love Bone/Pearl Jam. That's about it, past that: Soundgarden...Metal! (at least at first) Alive In Chains...started as Glam! Nirvana...PUNK! (think about it!) Blind Melon...Hippy? Melvins...Noise Rock STP...Rock Toad The Wet Sprocket...Mellow. Mazzy Starr...? Here's more on this. ------- Jesus DeAcido shared a link. 11 hrs Now, I'm sure that this will start arguments of if Rap/Hip Hop is Rock & Roll or not, but lets assume the positive, but we can argue the point if ya like (I just offer this so as to affirm that I'm not trolling). Personally I believe it is. Anyways, to the point... Anyone here like/appreciate Rap/Hip Hop? And who/what type is your fave? Myself, I find the new stuff unlistenable. (It's not very heavy OR lyrical, IMO) I like Old School and especially Gangsta Rap. ;) (And I liked a lot of the "Nu-Metal" back in the day) I have to qualify that I like all genres of music. IF it's any good. BTW, to the haters...you do realize that Frank Zappa was a Rapper, right? ;) "BOOM! Blowin' da minds of the people that be illin'. But I be here psychopath chillin'!" ------ Jesus DeAcido Seriously though, people have a right to shave their heads if the hair is getting weird lookin'. And it feels GREAT! No need to insult or infer motives beyond personal preference. Do I scream and yell about you always shaving your less than ample bag sack until it bleeds? NO! Of course not! ----------------