#Kai's an idiot basically the entire time

[42spideys]

stupid confession!

slight shibuya arc spoilers!!!

feat: gojo , yuji , megumi , nanami , geto, toji , todo

contains: a bit of angst but that’s abt it, basically all fluff…no specific pronouns but reader is said to be a man! also half of them will prolly be ooc.

“ GOJO! “

you were just really blunt about it

he was caught off terribly and fell off the couch you guys were sitting on

you stared at him with a soft smile on your face

“so, what does the strongest man in the world have to say about my confession?” even if you couldn’t see past his blindfold you could tell his eyes were wide, he quickly stood up and dusted himself off like nothing happened.

“w-well! the great - cough - gojo says uh…um…he likes…you…to.”

he turned his entire body around to stare at the wall, he hoped you didn’t hear his silly voice crack and confession. he liked you for the longest time and hearing you say so boldly you liked him was mind boggling, sure he’s the amazing, handsome, suave, and seductive gojo…but he was in actuality just a flustered mess.

gojo was too lost in thought to feel your hands hold his, your warmth soaked into his skin like a sponge. he held his breath, waiting. he wasn’t sure what he was waiting for, it’s like he was bracing himself for a hit from a cursed spirit.

oh it was just a kiss.

wait.

A KISS?

gojo tore off his blind fold to see you smiling fondly, his face burned a bright red.

“y-you idiot! i’m supposed to kiss you!”

“ GETO! “

you told him on the battlefield

both of you were on the floor with lost limbs and probably bleeding out tbh

he looked at you in absolute despair

“what did…what did you say?” he turned his face to yours, you were smiling with tears streaming down your face.

“i said, i love you. did i damage your ears or something?”

i love you.

you loved…him?

why?

the words echoed in his head like a catchy toon, you turned your head to see geto crying. for the first time in years, he shed tears. not from pain in the missing left arm and hole in his stomach, but from three simple words.

“i apologize, it’s quite pathetic to see me cry right? it’s your fault anyways, always making me feel these…these things. it was agonizing. i couldn’t understand what it was, but now i know.”

he pressed his cold chapped lips against yours, letting more tears fall.

“i love you to, i always have.”

“ TOJI. “

you spelled it out in money

he came home to find you in it with money on the floor

he looked at the floor and almost smothered you when he finally figured it out

“damn boy, you really must love me.” you shrugged and made your way towards him, you held his hands and stared blankly in his eyes. he stared back you and smiled widely, he peppered your face in wet kisses.

“eww, i love you but i don’t know if i love you that much..” you said in an exaggerated tone, he dipped you in his arms and let out a content hum.

“cmon, i know ya love me and my gross kisses.” you let out a giggle and stood yourself up, you grabbed his hand once more guiding him to the door. his jaw nearly dropped when he saw a limo outside of his run down home, you walked in front of him and opened his door.

toji wrapped you in a bear hug that could probably kill a normal human, he left soft kisses from your neck to your ear. letting out a soft giggle as he did so, he pulled back with the softest eyes you’ve ever seen on him.

“i love you kid, i love you so much aight?”

“ NANAMI! “

he was the one told you he loved you

it was after the shibuya incident

you just started crying like a baby and held him close

“y/n, i like you and i would like to treat you to a nice night out. would you accept me and my feelings?”

“of course, of course i accept your feelings! a date would be great to, just stay awake for a bit longer kay?”

you couldn’t hide the fear and pain in your voice, he was hurt bad. if you saw mahito you would kill him on sight, you felt his hand on your face and broke down. letting your head fall into his chest as broken sobs tore through your throat, he placed a hand on the back of your head and inhaled your scent.

“i’m not going to die, so you don’t need you cry. i have a date to catch tomorrow, i can’t die now.”

he said this with a painful smile on his face, you and him both knew he wouldn’t make it. not with these injury’s. you slipped a bracelet you made for nanami from your pocket and gently placed it around his wrist, he let out a sigh of content before looking at you once more.

“tomorrow, 6pm at the local cafe? it would be nice seeing you there.”

“ TODO! “

he was VERY blunt about his feelings for you and it threw you all the way off

you were just this shy boy he knew in his class yet you were exactly his type!

and good lord he let you know it

“hey, you! yeah you, come here best friend!” you almost jumped out your skin hearing his loud voice call for you, you quickly ran over to him almost falling on your face. when you got to him he placed both his hands on your shoulders and stared at you like you were a spider on the wall, worried if he stopped looking at you that you would disappear into thin air.

“i like you a lot best friend! and i’ve been thinking we should be more than best friends, we should be best lovers! the best lovers in this fuckin school haha!”

you looked up at him, you were sweaty all over and you looked away from him in embarrassment. what the hell did he mean he liked you? there’s no way you were his type, right?

“b-but i’m not even your ty-“ “you’re tall and have a fat ass, of course you’re my type! and you’re the cutest boy in the school yknow, you give that snow angel dude a run for his money!”

you blushed a bright red and hid your face in her chest let out a small squeal, he proceeded to pick you up and show you off to all his friends.

“he’s my best boyfriend! haha!”

“ MEGUMI! “

you confessed and he was very confused

kinda just looked at you with that same blank stare

he was very bold about his feelings though

“m-megumi! i like you, please go out with me.” you bowed your head in pure embarrassment, he stood there saying nothing for what seemed like hours. when you peeked your head up again he was staring at you with a small smile that made your heart swell.

“pfft, you like you’re about to explode. super cute, but i feel like i should be honest with you.”

you knew it, you should’ve never confessed to him, he’s going to reject you just like you predicted. you were to lost in thought to notice that he had you pinned against the wall behind you. when you finally noticed you wanted to turn into a puddle and run away, you turned your head away from him.

“s-sorry…i should’ve just kept it to myself…i just-“

“i like you to idiot.”

you whirled your head around to see megumi also turned away from you, tips of his ears red. you let out a small giggle and pulled him into a tight hug, he quickly wrapped his arms around you.

“yo let’s go! megumi scored!” yumi yelled from around the wall, “no way not fair! megumi got a boyfriend before me!?” nobara groaned in defeat, “my sweetest megumi…” gojo sobbed.

“will you guys shut up, god.”

“ YUJI! “

you heard him talking to some of his classmates about you

you heard the classmates make fun of your weight but not yuji

he expresses how he feels about you like he’s talking about a game he likes

“you seriously like him yuji? he’s fat!” one of the classmates said in a exasperated tone, yuji rolled his eyes at the other boy. you were outside the classroom listening in, you knew it made you look weird but you were just curious.

yuji was your long time crush for most of your school years, you just wanted to hear what he had to say is all. “i know he’s fat, what does that have to do with anything? i have a crush on him! he’s cute and smart!” “but isn’t your type tall and big asses-“ “shut up!” yuji said laughing in embarrassment.

he got serious for a moment and rubbed the back of his neck, “i don’t know man, he’s just super cool yknow? he always helps me with my studies, plays games with me, and all that stuff. my heart feels all weird when i’m with him, i know it’s love dude. i can feel it. i love him.”

hearing him speak so fondly of you made you cover your face in embarrassment, you slid down the wall next to the class doors to cool yourself off. yuji came busting out the door, his eyes fixated on you.

“so, do ya love me to? i knew you were listening silly!”

[nodirectionhome-ao3]

WIP Tag

Thanks for the tag @kay-elle-cee, @alittlebitofeverything23, and @isahorcrux !!! This is such a fun one. :)

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Titles

Kindly Stopped for Me: Chapter 33. Lily lives AU, where Lily falls into a coma on Halloween 1981 and wakes up at the end of GoF. Lots of angst and family feels.

The Joker and The Queen: Chapter 3. A Jily fake-dating fic. Shenanigans abound. An "Idiots in Love" kind of story.

James Lives AU (Title TBA): Outline & Chapter 1. Basically a James version of Kindly Stopped for Me. James survives Halloween 1981 in a way that I will not spoil for you, and wakes up later on when Harry is a teenager.

Forever is the Sweetest Con: Short multi-chapter. Jily as con artists who fall in love while trying to con each other.

Fragile Little Flame: A post-war Hinny fic! Most likely a one-shot, but we'll see what happens.

(I’m not including the KSFM Missing Moments that I’m working on in this, since I don’t post them on AO3, but just know that I haven’t forgotten them!!!)

Upcoming Scenes, Events, Details

I've been making some minor changes to my outline for KSFM, so the exact numbers may change, but looking at it from a birds-eye view—Chapters 35 and 39 are two of the angstiest chapters in the entire fic😅 So...in preparation for that...I'm giving you all a slight break from the heaviness of this fic with chapters 33 and 34. I'm hoping it won't feel like a crazy tone switch after the previous two chapters, but I'm excited! Chapter 33 is a bit of a transition chapter (setting up some important things!) so maybe won't be the most exciting thing to read. But it will include Lily watching Harry in a Gryffindor Quidditch match for the first time and the gang celebrating Sirius’s 36th birthday!🎂🎂🎂 So hopefully you all will enjoy that!! And then Chapter 34 will be a Harry POV and will feature some good old-fashioned teenage romance drama😅

Chapter 3 of The Joker and The Queen has taken soooo long to write because it's something I sort of have to be in the right mindset for. (I still don't have a full outline for it because I posted the first chapter impulsively before I really thought about the plot very much lol) But I'm hoping it will be worth the wait!! The chapter will feature Lily meeting Fleamont and Euphemia (and possibly some Potter extended family members too) for the first time. I've never written James's parents before, so I'm excited!

Oh man, oh man. What can I say about the James lives au?? I'm currently drafting multiple vague outline ideas as I work through the timeline that I want it to take place in. But, despite what I've said previously, I'm finding myself starting to lean towards setting it in the OotP universe after all. (but no promises yet!) I'm staying kind of vague about the plot of this since it's still very much under consideration, but I'll just say that Peter's betrayal and its ramifications will be a major focus. The betrayal will happen slightly differently than it does in canon (as some of you have already guessed!), and I expect it to be devastating😈

Forever is the Sweetest Con is a fic that has been percolating in my brain for a WHILE now. I haven't officially outlined it yet, but I already made the banner so it's officially happening! It will be canon divergent, and I'm excited to explore the cat-and-mouse dynamic that I envision when I think about this one.

Fragile Little Flame is a fic inspired by Taylor Swift's "I Know Places" and is also one that I already have a banner and title for, but no outline. It'll be a post-war Hinny fic (I've been wanting to return to writing them!) and will take place in the 19 years between the end of DH and the epilogue. I haven't really thought about the plot in detail yet, but it probably won't be epilogue-compliant. Harry will (probably) be a Quidditch player rather than an Auror, and the fic will explore Harry and Ginny recovering from the war and rebuilding their relationship amongst the chaos of both grief and fame.

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[cookii-moon]

I think post DOTD Cole still deserves to be at least a tiny bit affected by his time as a ghost yk

Explanations!!

Ngl the fact that Cole literally defied life and death and we never talk about it makes me sad like cmon it’s so interesting we give Lloyd Oni dragon features and Nya water features but we NEVER talk about when Cole literally transcended the barrier of ACTUAL DEATH. He should get more than a scar that vanishes afterwards and some cool powers SO IM GIVING HIM IT because this fandom has a criminal lack of ghost Cole content

So yeah here’s my explanations for each thingy plus my headcanons slash fanon

You can find the exact lines and contents in the ID if you can’t read my messy handwriting or tell what my messy sketches are supposed to be dndfjhgfdhgi know I know it’s very bad anyways

first one is self explanatory, Kai’s worried about Cole because the guy was dead and came back to life, Cole denies it (no it’s not ship but idm if ur a lavashipper and want it to be ship you can tag it if you wanna) because he’s Cole ofc he’s gonna deny it he’s an idiot. Meanwhile we go on to list alll the ways it’s most definitely 100% affecting him.

first one. the Cole vision. BASICALLY I follow the theory ghosts have different eyes, and when designing those eye, I take inspiration from lizard eyes. A lot of lizards, particularly nocturnal ones, not only have good night vision but can also see many more colors than humans, so I applied that to ghost eyes as well, essentially sight is one of their few senses that aren’t muted. They have night vision and can also see a much broader spectrum of color than humans can.

Since Cole has his scar on the left side, he also gets a ghost eye on the left side, which still has all the advantages he did as a ghost. On the other hand, his right eye is back to usual, meaning it doesn’t get those advantages and he’s still red/green colorblind in it. That means his left and right vision is pretty different now, which takes quite a lot of getting used to. Obviously this would be easier to show with a colored thing but it was. Hard to color for obvious reasons (you can’t demonstrate someone being able to see more colors than humans because we will always interpret it as a color we can see due to how we filter it) the ghost eye stays his entire life and there’s not really anything he can do about it.

Onto the arm - the markings are essentially burn marks / scars from his lava arms, and his nails are claws. I see ghosts as getting less and less human as time goes on because they forget who they were and what they looked like, therefore being incapable of mimicking a human form. Because Cole was around the ninja he never got far, but he did end up with some intrinsic ghost traits that carried over, like the claws. He has tried cutting them but it basically requires a massive claw clipper and even then they grow back very quickly and you can still see that they’re claws, they’re just less obnoxiously sharp. He usually opts to hide them with gloves a lot of the time. The claws are also permanent, but he can regularly trim them to be less obvious and also less annoying and more manageable.

The one where he’s scared of water is. Self explanatory. Obviously he has a big fear of water after coming back from the dead. Even just a few drops can send him into a panic attack. It gets better eventually with exposure therapy, though it may still cause him to be anxious around it at times.

most people have already done the “Cole runs into doors and walls after coming back from being a ghost lol” but like. It makes sense. So.

Right. Onto the ANGSTTTT.

“Everything is too much” refers to his sensory issues. Now obviously Cole is autistic /lh so he’s always had some sensory issues, but oh boy. Getting the ability to feel literally everything instantly after so long of not having it whatsoever?? Yikes. Pretty much everything is obnoxiously and incredibly overwhelming to him. it goes back to the usual after a lot of help from his family, though! :)

“But also”. Aka the image of him looking out at the stars. Lot more vague. Interpret it as you wish. There’s a few intended meanings to it but go ahead and figure them out for yourself. I will say that going with the idea that it’s dissociation related, he has a tendency to dissociate a lot after coming back (which is strange since he used to be pretty grounded). It never really goes away.

”Too little” ok so this one DEFINITELY needs explanation. I talked about how he’s overwhelmed. Well. Sometimes he’ll have bouts where it’s the exact opposite. He’ll suddenly feel a cold chill followed by a spreading numbness. Sometimes it’s just his hand, or his arm, other times it’s his entire body. It’s basically a psychological thing, sort of like phantom limbs except instead of a feeling where there is an absence, it’s more of an absence where there should be a feeling. Of course it’s absolutely terrifying for him, but the others eventually learn how to help ground him when it happens. Over time It gets less frequent but it doesn’t go away.

Anyways yeah that’s all I just. Think there should not only be more ghost Cole content but also. More post ghost Cole. He’s gotta be impacted SOMEHOW. Right.

Anyways yeah this is that so like

[xynczachrome]

Villain AU

So basically this AU just follows canon but every time the ninja gets corrupted, something goes wrong and they stay corrupted.

Nya was the first one to get corrupted due to having dark matter inside her longer than the others. After the defeat of the overlord, they thought that she was cured but the dark matter that had been docile the entire time appeared once more when she became one with the ocean.

Kai got turned when he took the staff of elemental from Chen, he was corrupted by power and the longer the staff stayed in his hand, the more corrupted he became to the point a voice manifested within his mind which was revealed to be the ego of the corrupted staff.

Lloyd got corrupted when Morro possessed him. Something went wrong with the possession and Morro's ego was merged with Lloyd, causing him to grow resentment towards Wu since Morro didn't forgive him in this AU.

Tino got corrupted when the organization managed to take control over him but instead of doing what he was ordered, the chip fired his brain and left him with a psychopathic mentality.

When Zyro was being threatened by Harumi, she had attached something onto Zyro's stone in order to control them but instead, it made them merge with their dragon form and send them to a rampage.

Zane got stuck as the Ice Emperor since Jay and Cole couldn't bring him back with just them and Nya was fighting the dark matter within her which was starting to act up.

During Prime Empire, the three remaining ninja lost Jay since he had forced his way into the game's code, becoming the Emperor of Prime Empire.

Due to this development, he became a glitch in the world and sometimes traveled between the game and reality, kidnapping players.

With only Cole and Nya, they made their way to Shintaro but after Vangelis was defeated, the skull abandoned him and possessed Cole instead.

Due to his growing sense of hopelessness over the loss of his teammates, the skull won over Cole and he became the new Skull Sorcerer.

With only Nya left, she eventually gave up hope and became one with the ocean after Kalamaar's attack.

Fun Fact:

- The first letter of their names got changed to V so that it doesn't get confusing during annual dimensional gatherings. So Vino, Vai, Vole, Vay, Vya, Vane, Vloyd. Only Zyro's name was changed to Cygnus since that's what the Tino of that world called them

- Vino, Cygnus and Vai is an item in this AU

- Vino was the one who amputated Vloyd when his brain got fried by the chip during a sparing session

- Vay talks with lots of static in his voice so barely anyone can understand him most of the time, he goes to a speech therapist after reformed~

- Vole is still a glutton in this AU and has luscious long hair

- Vya can't talk and drowns people when she's upset

- Vane's that one character that always give silent judgemental look when his family is being idiots

- They all go to therapy after being reformed

- Vino's gun has explosive bullets so he likes to trap his victim in a forcefield after shooting at them and boom! Roasted victim

- Vya smacked Vane one time for freezing the ocean

- Vino and Cygnus was the first one to appear before Tino and his family and pretty much chased them through dimensions

- Vole hates cake

- Vai still have the voice in his head even after the staff was broken

I'll probably add more when it comes to mind 🤔

[not-alien-girl-v]

Hello, could you write one about the love language like the one with Kit and James but about Kai Anderson please?

warning: tw kai anderson, language, sexual themes

note: i had a fucked the fuck up dream last night. anyways this one isn't as fluffy but its kai anderson what did u expect

words of affirmation: he's fairly into this in like a manipulation kind of way ok so like. if it's your love language he knows what to do to use it for his own gain like just to get what he wants out of you, he'd praise you for certain things that he knows would hold more weight than others. and he's the kind of guy who doesn't need any compliments or verbal reassurance (not that he needs no reassurance, see AHHHH for that) and it hardly makes a difference if you say nice things to him or if you don't, to be honest, your entire relationship could probably survive with no words shared between you at all. and with how rude kai can get sometimes, it would probably be for the best.

quality time: he's really into this. like a lot. like a lot a lot. one thing about being an app developer and a side hustle of leading a cult is that he has flexible hours, and as you met him through being a devoted cult follower, he basically has all the control he wants over your entire life, let alone your schedule. it's an intense thing. it's scary. but luckily, the divine leader is soft for you, being in love, and all. he lets you spend as much time as you want just hanging out at his house, in the basement, wherever you want, and of course, this is all time spent together, but i think he sees it as he's doing you a service by letting you spend so much free time in his presence, so maybe this falls under acts of service. idk. he rarely ever takes you on dates, but when he does, they're simple because they have to be inconspicuous, and he never tells you it's a date he's taking you on, he just tells you to get dressed and get in the car and a few minutes later you're on a romantic stroll in the park after hours.

gift giving: he's not too into giving you fancy shit like james is, no jewelry, no clothes, he likes giving gifts, but in more practical ways. things like food, mostly meals and shit, like if he's out, he'll pick you up some dinner on the way home, maybe a snack from the gas station if he's feeling nice. it's mostly in a 'i wanna take care of you' way, because he has so much control, he knows that it's his job to be the one who pays your bills and whatever. he also is kind of into buying you books, ones that he reads and has some kind of revelation over, he kind of wants to share the knowledge with you, like he wants to be able to have intelligent conversations with you, referencing books that he's read.

acts of service: like he said before, he takes care of you. he pays your bills, keeps you fed, he also gives you money, most of the times, when he knows you need it, but also sometimes just cuz. if you don't accept it during these times, you'll basically have no evidence that kai sees you as any more than a member of the cult, as he'd never leave you a silly little love note with your lunch or anything. he just lays out a wad of cash on your bedstand and that's his unanticipated form of affection for the week. maybe the month. he washes your hair. he claims that it's no big deal, that he was going to take a shower anyways, so you might as well just join him to save time and water but unbeknownst to him, you see right through his nonchalant façade. you know he likes it, the closeness, the nakedness, the messy shower sex it usually leads to.

touch: if you want to touch him, you have to be the one to initiate it, and you have to deal with how he calls you clingy. to be fair, he doesn't mind physical affection like a lot of people think he does, it's just not his favorite. and he's not an idiot, he can tell how much it means to you, being held for a little while after he brutally fucks you, sitting on his lap during a cult meeting, snuggling up to him on the couch after a long day. any time he initiates a form of touch, it's in a protective 'she's mine' kind of way, in times when he feels threatened by another man for your attention, he'll come up and put a hand around your waist, your shoulders, maybe grab a handful of your ass to catch you off guard, but it's not about being close to you, it's just to reinforce the ownership he feels he has over you.

[jazzymothcryptid]

I would give up ANYTHING to be with HIM again.

(Art inspo by my good friend @clobertina)

Ivan, Ivan Ivan. Ivan Is one of my ocs, He has gone through quite a bit. **inhales in infodump**

-Blood in the snow- Ivan Soklovov is a man made dragon, using the DNA of a wyvern and the bones of the Leviathan. he was made in Russia, and was meant to be a weapon for the upcoming WW III, and he was often forced to Be in his draconic form. he does prefer to be human however. He wound up escaping the lab, using his massive wings to flee to the US. He wound up joining their air force, After going to college, and he quickly made up the ranks due to being a powerful man. he was about 25 at this time, he also broke off his horns, and Chopped off his tail entirely, leaving only his wings in his human form. He wound up realizing he was a Gay man at this time, and he fell in love with another man in the air force, His name being Hubert. the 2 had to keep their relationship a secret, to not be punished by their commander. They kept it well hidden for as long as they could, which was about 2 years, when alas, their commander came into Ivan's dorm one night, to request Ivan to scout the base, And the lovers were Sleeping together (take that however you want). The next day, for "unknown reasons" The base was attacked, And Hubert was killed. Ivan suffered severe injuries from the attack, as well as being shot down from his jet into the ocean, where he was found a few hours later, unconscious. Ivan was unconscious for about a week, and totally bedridden for a month and a half. When he awoke, His commander dropped Huberts dog tags on Ivans chest, with a twisted smile upon his face. Many more months pass, not much happens, when a nuclear bomb, with too many flaws, was dropped on russia causing the whole world to end... the only survivors were the neonics, and 4 people. ivan being one of them. -The Curse of Goriah- Time after the nuke went off, Ivan and 3 other Beings (Isacc, Kai, and Patron Enyo) Rebuilt the world with a more magical and cyber approach. Well, Isacc lost his caring personality somehow and tried to murder Ivan in his sleep. arguments arose between the 2, things got physical, and then an all out War between the 2, which lasted 2 years. In this War, Ivan turned into the Wyverithan, and destroyed many of the cities he himself built up, killing billions of innocents in the process, due to his blind rage in that form. Isacc wound up defeating Ivan, leaving Ivan in a temporarily (but soon to be regained) crippled state. Ivan was basically never heard of again since that. Eventually, with the threat of one of the 4 horsemen on the Land he helped build, he made 3 parts to 1 weapon, a recreation of the Bio titan.He however, was anything caring to 001-X, the main part of this weapon, and treated her horridly. Eventually, 001-X (now known as Enyo), Fed up with this, Attacked Ivan, Ripping off one Of his arms, A wing, scarring and tearing his face, tearing his neck open, and Destroying his internal chest structure. The only reason Ivan survived was his assistant, Dr. Ray Quickly grabbing him in her Lycan Form, and getting the Fuck out of the lab. Eventually, Enyo Came to Finish her job, but, things went Arye, and Something had Caused Enyo to go blind, instead of hurting Enyo, Ivan Showed her kindness, and tended to her injuries. Nowadays, Ivan is a tired and Depressed man, who just wishes his life would get better, He's often at the bar or some sort of club, being a drunk idiot. He does have Feelings for another man, but due to his Fear and Trauma of loosing Hubert, and being hurt in the past for being in a relationship with another man, he's too scared to confess.

uh, yeah :)

[ratmonologue]

Top 5 characters whose stories you would rewrite, given the chance =)

ok I was not ignoring this I just needed like 3 days years to think about it because GREAT QUESTION, this will get long and progressively more unhinged, let's go-

5. Holland Vosijk ADSOM: Debating whether he belongs on this list, because on the one hand his part of the story would not be as impactful as it is if it wasn't completely soaked in tragic dramatic irony, but on the other hand, :,((. So I'll just change one tiny little bit at the end, to make it so he.... how to not-spoilers things.... so he Realizes certain consequences of certain actions. He deserves that much, at least. Also ice cream. I'll write the existence of ice cream into his world.

4. movie!Faramir LotR: I get what they were they were trying to do here, to give him a bit more of a character arc re juggling the pressures/responsibilities/legacies of Gondor and his father and Boromir and his own moral compass. And I actually don’t hate most of it! I don’t mind that he was tempted by the Ring at first - even the kindest, most level-headed person in such desperate circumstances is at least going to spare a glance at the supernaturally-alluring desperate measures, and imo that doesn’t make him less level-headed or kind. Therefore what DOES feel out of character, and what I’m changing, is how much of a dick he is for a bit there. No gratuitous Gollum abuse allowed.

3. The BBC Merlin knights: For the purposes of this list, they count as one. If it were up to me this would be less of a rewrite and more of a plain old write because I think they deserve a proper spinoff series full of more wacky Arthurian hijinks (Green Knight, anyone? questing beasts? the Holy Grail?) in which Merlin and Arthur and co. only have brief, humorous, and completely irrelevant cameos. The rest of those dunces deserved some character arcs too. If a full spinoff is out of the question, then at the very least keep Lancelot alive longer and give us some Ramifications re Guinevere and him knowing about Merlin’s magic and whatnot, give Gwaine his potential depth back and don’t just reduce him to comic relief, give Leon the respect he deserves for saying no to certain death so many times, etc etc yeah basically I just want more of all of these idiots. I love them.

2. Kai Leng Mass Effect: Yeah, ugh, I know, but hear me out: what if... he was an Actual Not-Pathetic Secondary Antagonist who DIDN'T completely suck shrimp balls?? Have him cameo in ME2 while you're "working for" Cerberus, establish him as a halfway competent sort of rival who's actually like, plotting things or whatever, so then when he comes back in ME3 it's like "oh shit, it's THAT bastard!" rather than "this is SO FUCKING STUPID [punts controller through screen, while crying over Thane (yes, I'm fixing that part too)]." I hate him, you hate him, we all hate him, for good reason, he sucks SO HARD, he can't even land a single hit on me until the goddamn cutscene has to give him the win on Thessia, but! It did not have to be this way! He could have been marginally competent with some writing tweaks, and fellow ME players everywhere could have rolled their eyes significantly fewer times! I want to hate him the way I'd hate an actual adversary, not the way I hate a piece of gum that refuses to un-stick from the bottom of my shoe!

And, in the #1 spot because all these years later, thinking about it STILL fills me with rage... Yassen Gregorovich's Alex Rider Prequel Book.

Context: The Alex Rider series, action/mystery novels about a 14-year-old James Bond expy, was not THE most formative childhood book series for me, but it was up there. In the top 5. Seeing as how I have been the exact same brand of predictable my entire life, 10yo me's favorite character was Yassen, the opposing-team assassin with maybe 20 pages of screentime over a 9-book series. It was obvious that he had... morals is too much of a stretch, but there was a sense of still waters running deep. He was played as a 'darker side of the same coin' sort of deal re Alex himself, and had some Complex History(TM) with Alex's father and uncle, both of whom were, like Alex, MI6 (double) agents, both dead prior to the series' start, one so by Yassen's hand. Yassen also dies young halfway through the series, of course, but his ghost hangs around.

Fast forward a decade or so, well after the series proper had ended. Find out Yassen's getting a prequel book, aptly titled Russian Roulette, tracing how he went from an orphaned nobody to one of the most yikes most competent secret agents in the world. Get HYPE, because he's a goldmine of potential for fleshing out both himself and Alex's past. If you're going to do a spinoff/prequel, this is exactly the kind of character you want for it.

Unfortunately (and this is where we shift from Context to Rant), in my excitement I’d forgotten one crucially important fact, and that is that Anthony Horowitz is completely incapable of keeping track of his own books’ canon.

I’m not gonna rewrite a play-by-play here (that’s stored in a probably 6 page word doc I vomited up shortly after finishing the book wherein I attempted (failed) to rewrite it all to make it make sense), but the short version is that 1) sometimes the timelines and/or events just straight up contradicted what was established in the main series; 2) Horowitz apparently chickened out of the fact that Yassen is kinda sorta definitely a villain and/or he just didn’t know how to write a corruption arc; which together led to 3) Yassen has virtually zero agency in his own book, and in the moments he does have agency, the decisions he makes don’t make sense, in that they are straight up impossible to reconcile with both this perpetually-victimized younger version of himself and the calculating hitman we know he becomes. That’s another thing, we didn’t see him evolve from one to the other, he just kinda. clumsily flipped a switch at the end there. I don’t have to explain that that kind of writing is stupid and lazy. And I know, this is a middle-grade Bond ripoff, I’m not gonna get fuckin, idk, Black Sails levels of character nuance or anything, but like. We can still have a little nuance in this nicely complex premise? Just a smidge? Please...? Apparently not.

(And I’m not even going to get into whatever the FUCK was going wrong with John Rider’s character, except to say that he was hands down the most important person in Yassen’s life and something in his characterization was Definitely Going Wrong as compared to what we already knew of him, which in turn fed into Yassen’s whole everything feeling Off, etc etc why is this entire book made of Nonsense Hell)

In conclusion, there was SO MUCH POTENTIAL and it was SQUANDERED by author laziness and yes I am angry but I’m also just Sad. the entire point was to show all these different people and events and overarching themes (which did actually exist, believe it or not) from alternate angles, but instead we just got a mess. it could have been amazing. and while I clearly haven’t figured out how to make it amazing yet, at least I’ve identified the problems, and that’s step one.

And yeah, there was a russian roulette scene (the gun kind) in the book. Two, actually. They were horrifying and should not have been in a middle-grade series. But they’re honestly among the least of my issues here.

You’re not remotely a great person, Yassen, but for some reason I love you and you deserved better. And Anthony, if I ever meet you: it’s on sight.

[sour-ghiden]

Different places (Oct 12 2022)

(np) I was with a group of people, friends I guess? I'm not entirely sure exactly. There was like...four besides me? It's hard to remember exact details of this one, but I'm trying. We went to this Halloween expo thing, it was for people to get the latest and greatest in Halloween decorations, costumes, etc. We were just kind of walking around, looking at some cool stuff. Then I turned a corner and some idiot had Christmas stuff. I turned back and there was Christmas stuff everywhere...it's like the expo went from Halloween to Christmas. It was very strange, and disruptive. What happened next exactly is a bit messy. I think one of them said or did something, and it triggered some sort of reaction thing. I collapsed to the ground and everything began shaking, like it triggered some sort of weird response, and made me cause and earthquake. After that I passed out, then woke up a bit later, looked around, everything was as it was before, a Halloween expo.

After the sun work, I went to check on Kay & Key, due to strange pains. I went to the castle. I can't remember where I found Kay, exactly. But I found a couple people. One did get Kay through his back into his stomach. I took out that guy and then healed Kay. My...we'll call it intuition...kicked me, and I stood up. It was hard to see, but I knew someone was going to run up behind me and get me as well. I haven't done any really fighting, battles, whatever in a long time, and I don't unless I have to...but it was a have to situation. I took out my blades, lit them up with Hallowed flame. As the person charged toward me from behind I turned, I wheeled around, and in a scissor like motion I sliced the guy into two parts. The flame cauterized the wound, so he would not bleed out, and he was still alive and in great pain. I walked up to him, and yelled at him, asking whom he worked for. He kept quiet. I pressed a bit further. I said if he told me I would end his suffering. If not I could extend this for quite a a while. Eventually he gave in. He said he worked for something called "the noble crest". Which I think is purely this worlds thing, a faction or something. Anyways I went to look into it, and the person screamed at me about having made a deal. I told him as soon as I verify, I will keep my promise. I went searching, and I did find something. This group is an angry group, because some old laws that really should be re-evaluated to keep up with modern times. I told them they'd be reviewed, if they didn't attack anymore. I did go back and keep my promise and put the guy out of his misery.

This is very odd, and I didn't really like it. I was living with my parents, and I was getting ready for work. I heard them call from another room that they wanted to talk to me. I went looking and they were in the bedroom in bed. They told me they wanted me to stay home today because later that day or the next day (can't remember which), Dad was gonna basically get assisted suicide, but they didn't say that, just said something about a special procedure. I said I couldn't stay home. I left the room to keep getting ready for work, and I was called in there. It wasn't my mom and dad anymore, it was my grandparents, but it was the same situation. Grandpa was going to get assisted suicide. I told them that I can't stay. I told them that I am not THEIR granddaughter, I was from somewhere else...another universe (or reality, I don't remember which I said). They didn't believe me, but who would, it sounds very odd. I told them I switched consciousness with their granddaughter for some reason, probably to help one of them deal with this decision. I left the room after a couple minutes, and continued to get ready for work, but I was trying to be quick, I wanted to get out of there. So instead of getting completely ready, I grabbed my shoes, and went outside. I forgot my dang wallet, so I went back and grabbed it. Then I forgot my coffee, so I went in to grab it, on my way out I heard them calling for me...they were certainly not my grandparents, I don't know who or what they were but they were not my grandparents. I got outside and was getting into my car, when the one supposed to be my grandpa, grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the car. They kept being VERY insistent on me staying home. I kept telling them I am not their granddaughter, that I switched places with her...that in my reality they were dead already. They still were having it. I broke free and left to go to work or something. I got there and in a panic, asked someone for help. I told them what was going on, they believed me. I told them I don't know how to convince the one's who were supposed to be my grandparents. They were behind me, they weren't even human anymore. They had like...tentacles for arms and legs, they floated, and they're eyes were like flashlight lights, but were a golden yellow, completely circle. I went into another room, panicking. Finally, I called out and said to reschedule the procedure, and I will prove I am not their granddaughter. If I am how I normally am, then I had switched back out. That convinced them and they agreed and left me alone. I came back HERE right afterward. I did not like that at all.

[pacifymebby]

So yeah back again! (Age gap crush anon) and all my hope is crushed! He said he still doesn’t want to pursue a relationship. This just doesn’t make any sense to me at all??? My indecisiveness cannot be the only reason there has to be something else there just has to be. I sent him two pretty scathing messages about how he must think fairly little of me to think I’m so incapable of growth. I’m so empty inside bestie and I just want to bus down to the bar we met at and drink myself into oblivion and hope he shows up and feels like shit about himself because he did this to me but I can’t because I might be pregnant and even if I’m probably not I still don’t want to risk it.

Idk what he’s gonna say to these messages (he’s already seen them) but I basically said that my indecisiveness is not a good enough reason to drop me out of nowhere. And I insinuated that he must have some shitty views on relationships. I’m starting to wonder why his last girlfriend and him broke up? I mean it’s none of my business and they were together for a good while so it’s not like he pulled this shit on her but now I’m starting to wonder whether it was his fucking fault.

I don’t know what to do. I feel so pathetic because I still want him back. Like so bad I would do anything to have him back. I want to beg him to take me back and give me one more chance. Why wouldn’t he hear me out? I’m willing to change! This isn’t fair! I literally thought before I met him that I was gonna die alone and a virgin that had never been kissed and then I met him and I was like wow ok so there’s one person in the world who could love me. I thought how did I get this lucky and why are things finally going right in my life. Hahaha fuckin jokes on me I guess! Please don’t tell me there’s other fish in the see because I don’t want other fish I want him I’ve been pining after him since I was 17 (again pathetic I know) (but also not in a creepy way just in an occasional after thought). I just want to go back to that first night and start over and do everything over again and not be such a fucking idiot like I always am.

Kay bestie, I'm this is gonna sound harsh but not harsh on u if u get what I mean.

You might think you don't want other fish but guess what, you do because this fish is a cowardly little soft boi who really doesn't deserve u at this point.

Best thing you can do here is drop him completely because he's being a wee bit of a cunt to you and you don't deserve to have people that make you feel like this in your life. You've said ur scathing bit, just leave him, and if he replies to u just leave him twice as hard.

You're right about it not being a good enough excuse its not, this is a guy who sounds to me like he's not being entirely truthful or, is being entirely truthful and actually has 0 depth at all? Like, Idk man you need someone who is kinda like a tree, that's kinda sturdy and reliable and like gentle and nurturing. This boys a twig that's been stuck in the ground verticle by a two year old pretending it's a tree.

You may have been pining for him since you were 17 but you've had him and he's proven totally unworth your time and like, I KNOW this is the hardest shit in the world to deal with especially for the first time. Like, the hardest.

I went through this when I was 20, the most devestating thing in the world realising that a boy who had been like a nurturing protector figure in my life was an adulterous wee cunt that like, shattered my heart. I spent a week in bed sobbing, made myself physically ill to the point of fever (lol) over him and like, if you gotta take time to grieve what could have been and everything you thought he was then do it, but absolutely do it and then come back from it and know that you will find someone who deserves you that's going to love you wayyyy harder and better and fuller.

They are out there and when you find them they are gonna be so happy and grateful they found you and the relief will be so sweet and lovely and you will feel at home and it'll be cool af honestly.

I promise you, as someone who had their heart ripped out, you just gotta get angry and bitter and cry your heart n lungs out and then try and pick yourself up and just live a life that puts his whole life to shame.

He says you're indecisive? Well if you're gonna be indecisive about one thing in your whole life be decisive about this: you deserve better than him and he isn't worth the ground to piss on.

Love you lots angel, come rant to me whenever or cry in my inbox or anything ❤️❤️❤️

[gwenbrightly]

Ninjago Christmas Fic #1 - Decorations

Ahhh, it’s that time of year when I speed write Christmas fics because it’s fun! Crossposted from ffnet. Takes place after MOTO.

“Let’s see what everyone was able to snag for the monastery,” Lloyd suggested enthusiastically. Having never celebrated Christmas in the monastery of spinjitzu before, the ninja had been horrified to discover that Wu hadn’t thought to invest in decorations for the holiday season. Not prone to giving up easily, they had spent several days searching high and low for trees, wreaths, lights, and anything else they could get their hands on.

“Ma and pa sent some lights they swear still work properly. Left most of em outside. There’s also a bunch of garlands that look like they’re in pretty decent shape. Perks of living in a junkyard, I guess. And uh, I think this used to be an angel?” Jay stated, holding up a sparkly hunk of metal with appendages shaped vaguely like wings. He glanced sideways at it, trying to decide if it was worth keeping.  

“I… can try to fix it later, if you want?” offered Kai, “I got a lot of practice with metalworking while Nya and I were visiting mom and dad yesterday. And the whole remaking the Golden Weapons thing probably helps too, heheh.”

His sister rolled her eyes at his self satisfied smirk. Jay nodded, handing Kai the mangled decoration.  

“If you think she’s savable, go for it!”

“Speaking of mom and dad, they gave us a box of Christmas ornaments and some other stuff, too.” Nya added holding up the blue orb with swirly designs she’d just grabbed from the uppermost layer of the cardboard box she was kneeling next to.  

“We couldda brought some tinsel, too, but we decided it wouldn’t be a good idea after last year…” she continued. They all shuddered.  

“Dad convinced the tree farm that sponsors the Royal Blacksmiths to sell him a tree for super cheap. He said he’d drop it off in a little bit.” Cole informed them, not wanting to dwell on the incident.

“Dude! That’s awesome!” Exclaimed Lloyd, his eyes lighting up. The others smiled. They’d never been able to have a live tree before. Zane nodded in agreement.  

“Indeed. I’m sure it will look lovely in the living room. I managed to locate a wreath my father built. It’s made mostly from old gears, and I know that’s not very traditional, but I’d like to put it up somewhere. If you don’t mind?”

“Of course, Zane. I’m sure we can find a good place for it.” Cole assured his friend. He understood what it was like to miss a family member during this time of year.  

“Yeah. I mean this place is huge. We need all the decorations we can get!” Kai reminded them.

“We had better get started, then.” Pixal interjected, eager to finally be celebrating the holidays without being confined to a screen (or her wonderful soulmate’s head) this year.

“Heck yeah! So where should we start?” asked Nya. They glanced around at the heaps of miscellaneous decorations, considering their options.  

“Maybe we should tackle the lights outside first? I’d rather do that before it gets too cold out.” proposed Jay. Although it had not yet snowed, the weather had been growing increasingly colder.

“I vote yes to that idea. It’s usually better to test anything the Walkers give us as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary explosions. No offense, Jay.” Cole said, giving the master of lightning an apologetic grin. Jay punched his shoulder lightly.

“None taken. We do tend to end up with... Surprises pretty often when ma and pa gift us stuff.”

“Okay, then. Outside it is. Just… try to keep the dangerous hijinks to a minimum? I don’t wanna worry Uncle Wu.” Lloyd told them, heading for the front door.  

The next hour was spent watching Jay zap each strand of lights or light up decoration with his powers as he tested them to see if they worked, waiting for the inevitable explosion. Surprisingly, they made it through 5 whole strands, two light up snowman, and a reindeer before coming across their first exploding decoration. No one could be sure if the shattering of every single bulb on the rainbow strand of lights was due to Jay’s parents tampering with the wires, or the master of lightning himself sending too much electricity into it, but the display of rainbow colored shards flying through the air was impressive to say the least. After cleaning up their mess and testing the remaining decorations, the group began the actual decorating part of the process. Pixal and Zane wrapped lights around the columns that lined the entrance to the monastery, creating elaborate patterns. Cole and Jay worked together to lift an ornate sleigh complete with reindeer onto the roof via airjitzu. Meanwhile, Nya simply tried to keep Lloyd and Kai from killing each other with additional decorations. Seeing her brother wrap the green ninja in lights, she cried, “Kai no!” in exasperation.  

“Cmon, sis! You’ve gotta admit he’d make a great Christmas tree!” He defended, before launching into singing oh Lloydie tree, oh Lloydie tree, how lovely are your branches! And receiving dirty looks from his victim.  

“Listen to Nya, Kai.” Cole shouted from above them. The master of fire relented, muttering about how no one appreciated his brilliance as he unwound his brother. Their hard work was interrupted by the sounds of a (much less irritating) Christmas carol floating into the courtyard from just beyond the gate.

“We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!” Sang Lou and his quartet as they lugged a ginormous tree inside.

“Hey, pop!” Cole greeted. He left the lofty heights of the roof, followed by Jay.

“Hello, son! You’re doing a lovely job with this place!”

“Thanks!” Jay said, “You just missed the explosion!”

“… The what?” Lou started.

“So, how was your drive?” Cole inquired, cutting him off. His father gave him a strange look, but didn’t push the topic further.

“It was fine. Building that driveway was a wonderful idea. I can’t imagine how much of a hassle it would’ve been to carry this thing up so many steps.” he answered.

“It really has made life easier for all of us.” Zane agreed.  

“This tree is beautiful! Thank you so much for hooking us up!” Added Lloyd, staring admiringly at their  

“It was no trouble, Lloyd.” Lou told him, smiling warmly.  

“Wanna come inside for some hot cocoa? We were about ready to take a break anyway.” offered Cole.

“I would love to, but unfortunately we need to get going. We have a concert at the hospital to attend. Can’t disappoint the kids, you know.” the older man replied regretfully. The master of earth shrugged. Christmas was always a busy time for the Royal Blacksmiths.  

“Okay. Next time, then. Break a leg, and thanks again!”

“Goodbye son!” Lou called as his companions burst into sing again.  

“Now bring us some figgy pudding, now bring us some figgy pudding, now bring us some figgy pudding and bring some right here!”

“What even is figgy pudding?” Lloyd wondered aloud.  

“No clue.” Kai shrugged.  

“Let’s get this bad boy inside.” Prompted Jay, rubbing his hands together and grinning in a way that was only a little bit maniacal. It took a fair amount of maneuvering, but they eventually managed to get the tree situated in the living room.  

“Wow, I hope we have enough ornaments for this thing.” Nya commented. The tree looked even bigger now that it was upright.  

“We’ll think of something if we don’t. Maybe we can just put Jay to work making paper snowflakes again.” Lloyd plotted.

“I’m down for that. I don’t get why you guys think I’m the only one who’s deserving of this honor, though.” said Jay. He had never quite understood why the others were so fascinated by his ability to make paper snowflakes with such ease.

“Because you’re better at it than we are and we like the way they look.” Nya stated simply, hanging the ornament she’d discovered earlier on the tree. Jay leaned over and kissed her cheek.

“Thanks, sweetie.”

Kai rolled his eyes at them and set about digging through the boxes looking for more ornaments. He pulled out anything that looked like it was still functional, tossing a few broken ones into the garbage.  

“This one is neat!”

“Oooh shiny!” Lloyd noted. He snatched the ornament from Kai before he could protest. The master of fire decided it wasn’t worth fighting and returned to his rummaging. Kai managed to protect a few of the ornaments from Lloyd’s watchful eye, sneaking them onto the tree when he wasn’t looking.  

“Wait… how did that get there?” Lloyd asked, finally noticing one of the extra sparkly ornaments Kai had hidden from him.  

“I swear Lloyd, you’re as bad as a cat when you get like this.” Nya told him, stifling a smile.  

“Like what?” he replied innocently. Cole watched Lloyd stare longingly at another ornament.  

“All oooh shiny every time you see something cool.”  

“Nah, I’m pretty sure that stems from having a dragon for a grandmother.” Lloyd reminded them.

“Hmmm that’s a good point.” Confirmed Zane.

“Kai, I am almost completely certain that Santa was not intended to be a part of this nativity!” Pixal scolded, frantically trying to prevent the master of fire from ruining the decoration he was currently setting out on the mantle.

“Well, he is now!” Kai retorted, not caring about historical accuracy. Pixal sighed loudly.

“Can we at least discuss fixing the sheep so they don’t look like they’re fighting to the death?”

“Gee, Pix! It’s not like they’re real,” he reminded her indignantly before smiling a devious smile, “Hmmm I should add one of Lloyd’s dragon figurines...”

“Kai no! That is the most horrible idea ever.” she protested, horrified.  

“What you call horrible I call brilliant!”

“Okaaay maybe it’s time for a break before Uncle Wu comes in here and questions our collective sanity again.” Lloyd said awkwardly pushing between the irate ninja and samurai.  

“There’s hot cocoa in the kitchen, remember?” added Nya.  

“Hmmm okay, sure. Hot cocoa does sound good.” Kai admitted (totally not planning on sneaking back later to mess with the nativity some more).  

“Yeah! Let’s go eat way too much whipped cream and marshmallows!” agreed Jay.  

“Looks like we’re off to another chaotic Christmas.” Lloyd commented to Nya as they headed for refreshments.  

“Yeah, but you know you love it.” She told him with a laugh. The blonde shrugged, saying,  

“I do. Somehow this never gets old.”

“That’s the magic of Christmas for you. Or… something like that, anyway. Now cmon, let’s get some hot coco before the others drink it all.”

[agentgumsh0e]

agents having a crush on you (cypher, sova, yoru, phoenix, kay/o)

word count: 800+

warnings: none

he doubts his growing crush on you, pt. 2

confessing to you, pt. 3

cypher

most simple way to put him crushing is flirting with you right under your nose. he’s so smooth you can't even tell he’s doing it as he subtly says what he likes about you and plays it off as a light tease. what's more is that, though he likes chatting in general, he finds that he enjoys talking with you the most since you're just so special to him. he feels determined to learn about you without information broking and to learn things that his amassed databases could not tell him. one day, when you were winding down after a mission, you just started talking with him. during your conversation, he realized that he liked your company and found you so interesting. he came to the conclusion that he probably likes you, so he did not hesitate to act on this notion. after that, he always invites you to his workshop to help him make gadgets, the kitchen to brew late-night coffee, or just to do anything really. he basically acts like he's already in a relationship with you without all the displays of affection.

sova

you probably couldn't tell if he was crushing on you. he always gives friendly compliments and praises to everyone, but if you can somehow notice that fond, warm look he gives only you, it all becomes obvious that he has eyes for you. even with his efforts not to get caught that easily, he still flusters a little when you catch him staring, when you touch him, or when he's commending you. while he's open to anything that'll let him stay by your side, he mostly wants to teach you how to hunt using a bow and arrow. sova doesn't chat as much as someone like cypher or phoenix would, so he prefers to admire watch and listen to your voice rather than speak. because of this, he realized his crush when you played around and fumbled with his bow, letting out a laugh that he definitely wanted to hear again.

yoru

his crush is pretty obvious. he flirts unabashedly as per usual but whenever he's feeling shyer, he can't get that stupid blush off his face. at times, he has to tear his eyes away from you. he wants to show off and leave a good impression on you (which he does), but sometimes he’s too embarrassed to say what he truly feels, so he comes off as a little too harsh with his insults. he tries to apologize with a small “sorry” when he sees your hurt expression. he realized his crush because despite being an irritable loner, he enjoys being with you and doesn’t find anything you do annoying (though he still calls you an idiot and whatnot). except, you keep making his heart feel weird. so annoying of you…do it again?

phoenix

he is the most obvious a person can get. he has a dopey smile whenever he talks to you or is around you, and he compliments you a lot more than just a friend would. everyone knows that he likes you and teases him for thinking that he's doing a good job hiding it, but somehow you're the only oblivious one. he likes doing fun stuff with you, like some training exercises where he can make you smile and laugh, but if you want to chill out with him, he'll gladly do so. he realized his crush when he heard you compliment him to another agent and say that he's cool. he just started blushing like mad and became a little warmer in body temperature (probably bursting into tiny sparks of flames). if anyone else was speaking good about him, he would simply brush it off and be like “i already know” or “don't need to tell me twice”, but from you, he wants to hear you say it again (and maybe exchange some of his own).

kay/o

he's also really obvious since he claims to “malfunction” around you. you make him feel something entirely new and unheard of in his recorded database of emotions, and that's enough for him to think that something is wrong with his system. nothing’s wrong as he just has a crush, but he'll never figure that out himself unless you make a move first or if he goes to someone to be “repaired” or to ask for advice. he mostly tends to just charge himself, practice his abilities or his aim, or hang out with some familiar faces from alt timeline earth. however, he finds that whatever he's feeling when he's close to you is way better than training, “resting”, or taking breach’s money in billiards, so he follows you around a lot. there's just something about you that is so different from his current programming, and he can't help but want to learn more about (as he would come to find out) the strange error called having romantic feelings.

[clutterfield]

GHOST BUSTERS

Main mlist. Previous chapter.

Synopsis

You get into a freak accident and wake up to your body surrounded by seven crying men. Or your unrequited love doesn’t seem so unrequited after all.

Chapter warnings

Angst, Sickness, Cussing, Implied drug use , Implied manwhoring around

Chapter Rating: T (For Teen Audiences and Up)

Chapter 5: The Neighbor (and friends) Across the Hall

A/N. Hello there. Am I dropping chapters too quick? Anyway, I let this chapter basically write itself and it ended up surprisingly good. But I may not be updating again for this week as I wrote this chapter with a head ache and I may be out of commission for awhile. We'll see. Hope you enjoy! Comment for taglist. :)

ALSO. A BIG THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HAVE READ AND ARE READING THIS SERIES. 감사합니다! 🔮

FLASHBACK

Like claws raking horribly against a chalkboard, you hold back a grimace, lips down turned from the overcast shadows looming before you, a sign of doom or at most the barbie league club from the drama department who could only afford the cheapest drink they could get at their local Starbucks.

Icy blue irises roam over the standard uniform you and every employee in this branch were forced to don --fitted green shirt and baggy corduroy pants-- and as if the devil himself reincarnates, she tips the cup of her Teavana with a flick of the wrist, the contents spilling all over the place and your ears burn as she gives you a lame 'oops, how clumsy of me'.

The other patrons are glaring at the girls to leave like the bunch of idiotic menaces they were and when they finally do (but not without giving you the finger), your shoulders sag, a heavy sigh escaping your lips just as your manager inches his way towards you, shaking her head as she helps by handing you the mop.

"This is coming out of your paycheck unfortunately," she mutters under her breath before going back to her station.

Your eyes sting with unshed tears (you were already feeling a bit rundown due to the non stop rain and you had several papers due tonight) and now this.

Can't you just catch a break?

Some of the more long term patrons offer you consoling glances as you pass them by to go clean up and you shoot them a tired but grateful smile nonetheless.

Once you're done with things, you go back to the counter to tend to the next batch of customers, hoping they weren't as mean to you as those blonde bimbos had been.

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They say time flies by quickly when you're happy doing what you love but to say you loved working was an overstatement.

It's not like you were poor. You came from a good and loving family (despite your parents being gone all the time) with money, and one word to them would leave you with a few thick bills in your disposal.

But you didn't want to remain dependent, stemming from a mindset that you were an only child and you would eventually (and sadly) have to learn to navigate your entire rest of your life once your parents are gone.

Hence you wanted as much practice as you could get.

However, with merely an undergraduate, not many high paying jobs will take on a college student buried in loans, so you took to the streamline and applied at the nearest Starbucks.

You loved the smell of coffee anyway and though you weren't a barista, you were quite efficient at pushing buttons so you've been told.

In the least, you liked your job but not enough to be willing to stay after hours, so when Kai comes in for the next shift, you happily hand your apron over to him. "Here, good luck!" You singsong and get the fuck out of there, not giving your friend a chance to respond mainly because he looked even grumpier than you had been going in to work.

It was still raining even if it was already half past ten in the evening (yes, your boss operated twenty four seven), and you hazard a glance at your phone to see whether any of your best friends had even bothered to check in.

Well no, apparently not. Though your other boss, Eugene, (yes, you had two jobs because student loans are fucking killer) did tell you not to come in tomorrow as the energy in the shop was not going to be pleasant and you send him a response, already knowing that he's chastising you in his own weird way to get the day off because he knew you got sick easily when it got cold.

With a shiver, you run to your car, umbrella in hand and turn on the heat at full blast once inside.

Anyone who asks you how you could afford an expensive ride with a cashier's daily wage, you just shrug and let them assume you were a sugar baby. It was more fun that way.

You sneeze before you could even step on the pedal, and you grow nervous, hand feeling your forehead. Well at least you weren't running a fever. But you did feel a bit dizzy...

Ignoring the slight discomfort, you blend through the highway traffic, hoping you don't faint.

-

You don't faint. In fact you nearly faint and hastily park your vehicle to an emergency stop clearing where fewer cars drove through.

Harsh water pelts the roof of the Bentley and you wish you brought your noise cancelling earphones to at least drown out the low, metallic rumble from the now full on thunderstorm.

Afraid of getting hit with one of those stray lightnings, you had kept away from any trees and instead held yourself front and center in an open field where a murderer in a mask would most likely drag you to Christ knows where.

Not feeling up to continuing risking your health, you ask one of the guys to come get you but you are merely left on read.

Fuck.

It was an hour to midnight and you don't think it was safe for women to be out by themselves in the middle of nowhere. Groaning, you gently lay your head on the cool window, when your phone rings.

Renewed hope wells within you only to be shot down with a flaming arrow when Taemin's voice bounces from the other line. "Heya, neighbor!" He chirps a little too enthusiastically for your liking.

Your head was already pounding and it doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon.

You hum lightly, tracing invisible circles in the air and he instantly notices. "YNie? Are you okay? You don't sound so hot. "

"Well, I am cold..." You murmur, closing your lids for a brief moment for respite from the drudgery of it all.

You can hear a few people in the background and Taemin shuts them up, baritone serious as if just then remembering that you were a sickly goose. "Oh shit, are you somewhere dry and warm? Baby, where are you?"

"Is that Kai? Did he manage to skip work and go to that stupid Beta Tau Sigma party after all?"

"No, now I said shut your mouths, didn't I?" Your sweet neighbor calls out with a lowly growl, something you haven't heard for a long time, and all laughter ceases.

Woah. That's hot.

And wait, you didn't hear about any type of parties happening with Bangtan tonight? If you would they would have told you and you would have been a good girl and not gotten in their way (that is lock yourself in your room but leave through the fire escape and sleep over at your own apartment, possibly hang out with Taeminie and binge watch a few Netflix episodes of Kotaro lives alone).

Beta Tau Sigma threw subtle parties where alcohol was plenty and sometimes women and drugs were involved. You had to learn weed butter recipe for the guys at some point just so Jin wouldn't strangle the maknaes for basically slaughtering every carton of milk they could find in the kitchen to curb their failed attempts at churning a presentable lump of pimped dairy.

You loved your best friends to death (and are in love with them sadly) but the Beta Tau Sigma fraternity tended to go all out at house gatherings and you'd rather not accidentally intrude in case one of them decides fucking someone in your home was fine.

Especially if it were one of your boys. Well not your boys. Anyway.

Gathering what little strength you have left as the drowsiness was taking over, you clumsily send your coordinates to your friend on the other end of the line.

A bellow reaches your ears and you shy away from the angry voice. "You are fucking where?! Stay there, YN. Like hell you're going back home in that condition. "

Huh? Did you tell him you were sick or something?

"Okay," you mumble, unaware that you were succumbing to sleep.

-

"Shit, she's burning up!"

"Hurry, pass me that cold pack!"

"Anyone started on the hot broth yet?"

"Yeah, over here. "

"When the fuck is Kai coming back with the cold medicine?"

Blearily, your eyes open a millimeter, only to close once more as they feel heavy under the bright lights.

Who were these people again?

"Taemin-hyung, here."

A brief mumble of thanks and then a wet cloth is pressed to your forehead. Instantly, you feel so much better already from the feel of the coolness.

"Ravi, can you..."

"Yeah, here."

Someone helps you up gently, arms roped around your shoulders as you are put in a sitting position. Something hard slides between your lips followed by water and you subconsciously gulp whatever it was down.

You cough a bit only for hands to scrabble at your back in up down motions and then you're lying on the softest bed you have ever felt.

"Taemin, I can take it from here. You go help Sungwoon with the chicken soup. "

In the distance, rushed footsteps are heard as a door opens and closes with a click. The footsteps get nearer and a voice you recognize as your friend Kai's comes barrelling through with a whisper. "Where is she? Oh shit, YN. I'm so sorry I didn't notice earlier!"

A hand touches your burning cheek and you nuzzle into it.

"Did you tell them?"

"What?"

" Bangtan. "

"Fuck no. I mean I ran into Jimin awhile back, they were picking up some food as I was leaving and when I asked if YN got home okay, they weren't even aware she had left already. "

A sigh and then you are shifted to the left as a weight on your right settles, hands coming to stroke your hair.

"No shit? If I ever come across Bangtan, I am pummeling their pretty boy faces. How could they leave her like this? All for a fucking house party? I'm so glad I refused Park Jimin's invitation to join all those years ago. "

The hand in your hair pauses. "...It's uh, I think they have weed in there so they might be high for a bit. That may explain why they're pretty much out of it. "

"Honest to God if they ditched her for a fuck, I will murder them. "

Murmurs of agreement float through the room and your brain shuts down, not even thinking about the entire conversation you've overheard.

Not until the next morning where you are left alone with your thoughts (your friends had their own lives and own work so you couldn't fault them for leaving you unattended--at least they made a mean breakfast and set up your bath and even gave you a change of spare clothes and some medicine to go with it) and decide to run to Yin Yang Quatro, teary eyed and heart broken because not one of Bangtan had even left a text.

Guess your friendship with the seven men wasn't that important after all.

END OF FLASHBACK.

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Now Taemin wasn't a vindictive person.

He wasn't also one to be easily angered.

In fact, he was the most patient out of all of his friends.

And yet when it came to YN, his neighbor, his friend, he would do anything for her.

In fact they (Sungwoon, Ravi, and Kai) would be willing to walk through fire for her.

It was a pact they took once they decided to help the unconscious girl behind their apartment's trashcan whom they would later come to know as YN, the most beautiful human being on earth, inside and out.

So when rumors of her getting smashed and cut with the art club's glass prop started circulating, he had to find out.

And now the four of them were standing before her hospital bed, emotions simmering wildly under the promise of hurting whoever did this to her.

Kai especially was quiet and the guy hardly had nothing to say. Not with his affiliation to Beta Tau Sigma as some sort of honorary member.

"Did they come visit her yet?" Sungwoon asks through gritted teeth as he stares off into space, refusing to acknowledge the reality in front of him so soon.

Ravi frowns as he surveys the damage on YN. Bandaged head, patched up cheeks, and bandages all over her arms and hands. Shit. How was she going to continue working if she woke up? "Yeah. The doctors said they did. "

Taemin, for all the anger bubbling up inside of him was quick to stamp it out like a lighted cigarette. Cancer sticks they say. "Good. One less fly off the wall. "

"Or seven. "

Eyes flash deadly. If there was one thing they were going to do, they were going to search for YN's soul and bring her back.

They knew YN. They knew everything about her. And they accepted it all. Even if she were to be haunted by some old woman's ghost or whatever.

Even if they had to make a deal with the devil himself.

They loved her that much.

They were going to have to make a quick trip to Yin Yang Quatro.

Eugene Lee Yang might be the answer to their problems.

Next chapter.

NSFW Chapter Filler.

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HIII!!!! I have been binge-reading your fanfics and I LOVE them.

So if you please could do overhaul with a hybrid!gn!s/o? you choose the hybrid. Like what would he think? headcanons please =)!

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ೃ⁀➷ a/n: hello querido/a! thanks for scratching my writer's ego uwu, sure i can do it! nice to see a fellow overhaul stan ＞︿＜, i'm doing this on pink cause i'm obsessed! （＞人＜；）

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ೃ⁀➷ pairing: overhaul x gn!fawn hybrid!reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ title: fawn

¡! ❞ warnings: not that i know of! asshole kai at first, ooc kai, kai if he had therapy??¡! ❞

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: ̗̀➛ you have fawn ears that pop out of your hair! if you are male you have little anthlers! and a deer tail!

: ̗̀➛ you can control plants and give them life! heal people and animals love you!

: ̗̀➛ neways-

: ̗̀➛ growing up being a hybrid, people would mock you for your appearance

: ̗̀➛ your parents were/are very supportive of you! they didnn't/don't care if you are a hybrid or not.

: ̗̀➛ you joined a yakuza because you needed a job, you didn't want to depend on your parents for your entire life.

: ̗̀➛and no job would take you for your apearance

: ̗̀➛ bad for them (╬▔皿▔)╯

: ̗̀➛ so being a yakuza healer didn't sound so bad!

: ̗̀➛ you don't actually fight or anything, you just used your quirk!

: ̗̀➛ then you met kai on a meeting he had with your boss.

: ̗̀➛ you were given as a token for trust

: ̗̀➛ of course due to your quirk, you were a valuable asset to kai.

: ̗̀➛ don't believe that he laid his eyes on you and was like "omg!!! an angel!!", naahhh........

: ̗̀➛ it was a rough start.

: ̗̀➛ he would keep you around but only for missions and protection

: ̗̀➛ but he dreaded the times you had to heal him

: ̗̀➛ he dreads human contact because of his mysophobia

: ̗̀➛ he'd cuss you off for touching him

: ̗̀➛ until you get tired of it, and bursted

your fingers were slowly glidying against his injury, quirk activated and closing the bloody gash, reuniting the tissue, your fingers glowed, and you could feel a gentle breeze being gnenerated by it. while it sounded peaceful, it wasn't. not with plague doctor complaining like a child every damn second.

"watch it you disease carrier! you will get me filthy." each word drenched in venom, it didn't really affect you, it just bothered

"mmh sorry.." you said, not even really meaning it, you were far too concentrated on healing him, than on his shenigans.

"great, now i'm dirty because of you." now you felt a vein in you forehead would burst, even a pacifist has limits.

"what else do you want me to do? i alredy said i'm sorry"

"sorry won't get me clean, you ignorant beast." ok that's it, that's the last straw. you quickly remove your fingertips out of his almost cured injury, and stand up.

"an ignorant? ha! last time i checked i have a botanical college degree, i passed my classes with the highest grades! a beast? i'm basically a deer, you idiot. they are the most calm and nice creatures! if i was an uncontrolled beast, like you say, everything would be filled with trees because of my quirk." after spatting it out, you see him being shocked for a split second, just then, his eyes filling to the brim with confusion and you gulped out of anxiety of what would come next.

"now if you excuse me." right after you turned, your wrist was yanked. your focus switched to behind you and your mind saw red, as in danger. your eyes met apologetic ones.

"i'm sorry if my words sounded harsh, please finish healing me."

: ̗̀➛ he started acting as a better man and a gentleman :)

: ̗̀➛ he kept you around for more than just healing.

: ̗̀➛ he asks you to take care of pops' garden

: ̗̀➛ after a lot of time of gentlemanning, you made a move ;D

"would you like for me to teach you how to take care of the garden?"

: ̗̀➛ he knew how to take care of it ofc

"that sounds pleasant, y/n."

: ̗̀➛ that was kind of like your first date, things started to go from there

: ̗̀➛ GARDEN DATES ARE A MUST

: ̗̀➛ he will one hundred percent listen to you teaching him how to care of the magnolias

: ̗̀➛ even though he won't touch the dirt, with gloves or not.

: ̗̀➛ he despises quirks

: ̗̀➛ but he sees yours as pure and peaceful

: ̗̀➛ he won't accept it but your ears are fluffy and he loves to touch them

: ̗̀➛ GIFTS ARE ALSO A MUST

: ̗̀➛ you stared at something fot too long? bought.

: ̗̀➛ animals love you, but tend to hate him

: ̗̀➛ like a street cat crosses you and purrs

: ̗̀➛ then he hisses at kai.

: ̗̀➛ (you love cats in this fic)

: ̗̀➛ he knew how much you wanted one so

: ̗̀➛ he was one day walking and crossed this black kitten with yellow eyes, he looked very malnourished, and filthy.

: ̗̀➛ he didn't hiss at kai

: ̗̀➛ so kai took him from the streets.

: ̗̀➛ kai scrubbed the cat CLEAN

: ̗̀➛ and fed him

: ̗̀➛ he placed him in a gift box.

your focus left the screen and landed on your stiff boyfriend holding a box.

"hi dear, how are you?" his stifness softened a bit

"Well, i got you something." he held out the box, you stood up and made your way to him. when you had the box in your hands, you cracked it open, expecting some lavish gift.

"mew"

the quiet mewl left the box, your eyes met yellow eyes. gloved hands took the kitten and handed her.

"i know you wanted a cat, so i found one that doesn't despise me."

her fur felt soft against your fingertips, the cat's eyes drilled into you with curiosity. your fingers started stroking bellow her ear, the kitten purred in reaction.

"does she have a name?"

: ̗̀➛ you both ened up naming her nix

: ̗̀➛she was basically you and kai's kid

: ̗̀➛ kai got more familiar with her and started to touch her more.

: ̗̀➛ they take naps together sHHHH

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Baki Boy’s and a fearless/overly-outspoken s/o

Hi y’all! This is my very first headcanon and it’s something that just came to mind while insomnia decided sleep wasn’t allowed. Some are going to have a S/O who speaks out and acts the way they do due to past feelings of restriction and inability to do so, and some are just personality traits in general so a small TW is in order I suppose. I hope you all like it! 

Baki: 

At first, he had no idea how to deal with that. He was used to Kozue who would only ever speak on her feelings when pressed for them, so when he saw his S/O immediately snap back at Yujiro for his comments and general way of being unprompted, he felt a bit of fear for their safety but also a swelling of pride began to grow in his chest. 

He knew they were free spirited and spoke their mind from the beginning, what was apart of what drew Baki to them in the first place, but in the face of The Ogre? 

He was shocked to say the least and every alarm in his head was going off to get them out of there before they ended up dead, but Yujiro simply laughed, smirked at his son and gave him a dark warning.

“Don’t let them bark harder than you can bite, that might just be what puts them down.”

The longer that they spent together, the more accustomed to their general ease with saying whatever floated through their head at the time, and lack of care for the outcome of what was said/done. 

This has lead to more than a few occasions where Baki has had to pick them up and sprint away from the situation to keep from having to beat someone’s face into an unrecognizable pulp the second an advance was made in the direction of his S/O.

He comes to appreciate their honesty and finds it easier to be around them compared to other people due to the low probability of them hiding anything from him, and it being far easier for him to tell when something is wrong.

Will ask their opinions when making big decisions because he knows they have no fear going forward in life and will tell him their exact thought process regardless of whether it fits with what he’s wanting. To them, it’s what’s best not what is wanted if you’re asking their opinion.

Would support them saying whatever is on their mind/heart, but worries for their safety when he isn’t around to watch out for them.

Loves them for them regardless of if they lack the ability to keep their feelings to themselves while Baki himself is rather reserved.

Jack:

To say he was surprised to have this tiny (anything is compared to him-) individual he hadn’t seen before snap at him for hogging the bench press during his routine workout at his favored gym would be an understatement. 

The man was an absolute giant who towered over even the tallest of men and could easily break most in half, yet here this tiny firecracker was getting angry at him. An interesting development indeed.

From then on, he set out to make it his mission to get to know this unique person. For someone to get his eye off of getting stronger and defeating his father is an award all it’s own, but for him to actively chase them was an entirely different thing. 

Does eventually win them over through a mixture of gentlemanly behavior and healthy sarcasm, while proving he’s a trustworthy person to hold their heart and guard it.

Jack found himself growing protective over them when he witnessed them exchanging heated words followed by blows over a dispute in a bar he miraculously found himself at the same time as them.

He decided that moment he was going to make them his, and he was going to keep them safe forever, especially from Yujiro. 

Hundred percent would do his best to keep them separate, but Yujiro, being Yujiro, would find a way to make his son’s life harder and intervene, belittling him in some way around his S/O and that would be the end of it. 

Jack thought he had seen them go off before? Oh, no, no. Not when it came to someone they care about deeply. They started spewing every insult they could think of at the red-headed Hanma giant, feeling not an ounce of fear in their body- that’s because all of it entered Jack’s the moment they opened their mouth.

Used every bit of endurance he built up to grab them and run as far as he could in as quick a pace as possible to get them to safety. 

Knows there’s no way he can change them, and that he wouldn’t want to. Their outspokenness was what made him fall for them after all. 

Katsumi:

This man has a thing for outspoken S/O who takes charge, he may seem like an alpha male but he would instantly fold the moment his beloved gives him the look. Is not to afraid to admit this and chalks it up to his love and respect for their opinions. 

Instantly fell for them the moment they entered Shin Shin Kai in a full-blown fit, eyes raging, nostrils slightly flaring and sights set on a member of his class. Obviously they did something wrong, but when he approached to find out exactly what was going on as any teacher would, he was instantly shut down. 

“I’m not here for you, so if you don’t want your head bit off, I’d stay the fuck out of my way”

Needless to say, he was intrigued at this type of response from someone so much smaller than him, in his own father’s dojo, and after a few more prodding questions and standing in the way of what they wanted, he got the answers he was wanting as to what was going on. 

Being the relatively peaceful guy he was, Katsumi managed to calm down the situation while somehow getting a date out of the whole scenario.

 Everyone thought he was crazy for wanting to go out with someone as outspoken and rude like that, but he saw beyond that. He could see there was someone fearless and thoughtful under there, and he wanted to see what else was buried beneath the surface. 

Man, was it worth it. They didn’t fear anything it seemed, always willing to try new activities with Katsumi and his friends, be it new roller-coaster to cliff-jumping on their days off at the ocean, it didn’t matter. They were always up for it, the acts seemingly bringing them closer each time. 

He grew to love and respect them greatly, reminding them daily how much he admires their ability to speak their mind without fear and has no issue setting anyone straight regardless of who it is.

Would never admit it to their face or out loud but he really worries about them when he’s gone, knowing that not everyone can see the kind person they are inside and could easily take their words or actions the wrong way.

One of the few who actually trains his S/O in martial arts, even just the basics, to keep themselves safe when he isn’t around. 

Doyle: 

Oh boy. 

This idiot would be voted most likely to attempt to kill his S/O for opening their mouth about how he doesn’t seem as tough as everyone is making him out to be. 

Has the hardest time out of all of the men to adapt to having a S/O who speaks whatever comes in their mind and letting him know exactly what they think of his actions, good or bad. This is not something he is used to and not being able to just leave or kill the person saying it was something that was completely new to him. 

Would be the definition of opposites attract. Doyle is known for being more reserved, keeps things to himself and generally reminds others of a cat with his observant and quiet behavior. In comes his lover who is open about her thoughts and feelings regardless of who asks, will shout and loudly express themselves when upset or frustrated, and is basically a dog personified. 

Doyle catches himself watching their surroundings more cautiously when they go out due to not knowing exactly what is going to slip out of his lovers mouth, and being fully prepared to cut the tongue out of anyone who dared breath in their direction wrong.

Eventually he learns what will set off his S/O quicker and what is the best ways to calm them down when they are feeling like they need to be heard about a certain scenario. 

He’s a very observant man, and when spending nearly everyday with a person he cares for, he will swiftly find ways to make things easier for them without their noticing. He can’t have them thinking he cares too much. 

Around the other inmates or Yujiro Hanma is the only time Doyle feels any inclination of fear, prompting a fight, flight, or freeze response to which he typically chooses the middle option with his S/O in toe. 

He would rather be viewed as a coward for fleeing with what is his than lose it because they don’t have the ability to keep their damn mouth shut for someone looking at either of them wrong. 

Would enjoy having a S/O who expresses what they’re feeling, but would hope for one who had some sentiment of common sense so he didn’t have to constantly worry. 

Retsu: 

Probably handles them the best out of all of the boys to be honest. 

Is used to hotheaded and outspoken people himself already (*cough* Katsumi *cough*), while also having been one in his past, Retsu is the most suited to dealing with their outbursts and reckless actions due to a lack of fear. 

Likely met his S/O while in Japan for the Maximum Tournament and overheard them going off in the distance about something that was a passion of theirs that they felt had been disrespected. 

Retsu could relate given his overprotective nature in regards to his Chinese Kenpo, so when he saw them chest to chest, red-faced and still going at it while showing no signs of backing down, he knew he had to step in and defuse the situation before their beautiful/handsome face was ruined over an argument.

Has no problem with letting them rant and rave about things their passionate about or that bothered them throughout the day/week that they managed to hold in for Retsu’s sake.

Expresses his feeling the easiest out of the men except for possibly a tie with Baki, so makes it known that he worries for their safety and wants them to try their best to keep it together while they’re apart, being rewarded with whatever treat they would like followed by cuddles and a venting session. 

Comes up with different means for them to let out their frustrations with the world without having to blow up on everyone/everything that upsets them; i.e. gives them swearing coloring books to create art out of every swear word/insult they could think of.

Doesn’t want his S/O to keep things inside or to change, he just simply wants them to learn there is a time and a place for going off about things you’re passionate about, but when faced with the strongest being in the world? That is not the time, and even someone like Retsu, who believed that nothing could beat Chinese Kenpo, could recognize that.  

If things ever got heated out in public and his S/O began to argue with another person, don’t think for a second that Retsu wouldn’t break a man’s jaw for talking to his love with any kind of bass in their voice.

Loves and accepts his S/O for who they are, but is likely to help try and gently mother hen them into channeling that into a healthier outcome. 

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☆ℜ𝔢𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 : Venti x gn!Reader

☆𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 : near death experience, you’re confused asf about everything, bad writing cause i suck, spoilers for the we will be reunited quest!! And also for venti’s backstory, venti is serious for once (yes it’s a legitimate warning🤚)

☆𝔊𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢 : Some angst, some fluff? Idk bye🤨

☆𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶 : "It's okay, it's over now" he kneeled to be at your level, his arms still wrapped around you, and you didn't have the energy to fight your urge of nuzzling into him. "I'll always be here for you, wherever there is wind, remember I'm here too. You only need to ask." (2.8k words)

♪𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 : i’m an idiot simp, i did this in one sitting and half asleep, english isnt my first language BLA BLA IM SORRY FOR MY POOR WRITING BUT HAVE THIS

basically you don’t know if you can trust venti or not, head says no, heart screams yes

Also, I was listening to stormterror’s lair ost while writing it, just because its fucking amazing, you might wanna listen to it too

I’m nervous to post this?/&:! This is the second fic i’ve ever finished in my whole life

i love venti and he’s hot in his god outfit i don’t make the rules

KAY ENJOY <3

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"Please, anybody... Just help me."

Saying you were exhausted would have been an understatement. After reuniting with your sibling, you had been frantically searching for clues about khaenri'ah and ways to Inazuma. With no luck, you couldn't find any traces of Dainsleif or of your twin. The ruins had been sealed and you had no idea what happened to the inverted statue or the corpse you had found there. Desperately, you clung into every little information you had, you would have turned every rock on this archon damned continent if you had to, which is what led you into those ruins near Guilli plains.

Walking along the destroyed buildings your eyes caught sight of a dandelion and you froze. You missed them so much, why couldn't they go back home with you? All you ever wanted was to be by their side why, why were they running away from you?

You remembered your travels, the moments you shared together, their protectiveness over you, the fondness in their eyes when you smiled at them. You remember the times you got hurt and healed one another with your now missing powers. You remember sleeping by their side and being grateful to the universe to let you keep your ray of sunshine everywhere with you. How ironic.

What had they meant 'once you reach the end of your journey' ? What does that even mean? Stupid twin, if they knew you were here the whole time, why hadn't they come to you? Why were they always leaving just when they were within your grasp? Why? Did they know how much you missed them and how much your heart broke when you finally saw them? Did they?

You only realized you were crying when a small gust of wind had your wet cheek react to the cold, breaking your train of thought. Wind.

The wind is everywhere, you think, free as a bird, always accompanying every citizen of this world, never truly alone. With this in mind, you resumed your exploring, slower this time.

A sigh escaped your mouth. You didn't want to admit it, but the wind did comfort you a little. Almost as if he was here. God of freedom and of the breeze, he was more a singer than a protector and you couldn't bear to think about him. Was it true? What Dain said... Did he destroy this nation? Was he the cause of the scenery that still haunted your nightmares up until 500 years later? Your brain simply couldn't accept that Venti, your Venti, you catch yourself thinking, could have made such an act of wrath. He was the epitome of freedom, why would he take the very thing he based all of his existence on from mere mortals? Barbatos simply couldn't be afraid of being overpowered, he didn't even care about power. All he wanted was freedom and happiness for his people. Surley this couldn't be right?

But then again, who were you to deny the wipe out of an entire nation? The gods did it. They were afraid that Celestia would be overthrown by the pride of humankind, the destruction of khaenri'ah by divine beings was a fact. There was no misunderstanding about this. That was the one thing you were sure of. So why did you feel like crying even more now?

The mere thought of a gentle soul such as Venti committing innocent people to an eternity of suffering didn't sit right with you. Even when his dearest friend Dvalin had turned against him, he didn't try to stop him, didn't even ask the dragon to save him. He healed and helped him, gave him a choice.

'What is freedom if demanded of you by a god?' was the same person that asked this question the same one who committed mass murder? Genocide?

Did the little wine-lover bard you had grown fond of destroy all hopes and light your kin had?

You remember that night when he freed Stanley from his burden, freed his and his friends' spirits. You had marveled at his action, in that instant he was a god, and he definitely hadn't struck you as a murderer. You remember that look of silent pain and grief in his eyes when he sang the tales of the nameless bard he had taken the appearance of. You knew he trusted you enough to share his story, something so personal, you could almost feel the war that took down the tyrant of Mond. Oh how much you cherished that evening, treating him to some well deserved dandelion wine afterwards, his favorite, and asking him to sing you more about the time where was nothing but the spirit of a breeze.

Your heart broke a little, remembering his rosy cheeks and drunk smile, you wish you could talk to him, ask him what happened. What did he do, was he really as dangerous as you had been told? If so, then why did you feel so good around him? Why did you feel like you could give hi-

You stopped walking upon seeing a ruin guard up ahead in the distance. You're so stupid, you think. Feeling this way is not gonna get you anywhere, especially with how the bard had been missing for a few weeks now. Ever since you had last seen your sibling.

Where was he, where was he wandering off to? You walk towards the disabled ruin guard, not really paying any mind to it, still thinking about the god you longed to meet with. If you could see him, what would you even say? Would he even answer your questions? Why did your stomach feel so light and funny when you thought about seeing him, why aren't you angrier?

You're almost at the killing machine's level now, so lost in your thought you don't notice the five other similar robots hidden behind a wall next to it. You notice them only when it's too late and you've already turned them on while thinking about examining them and collecting their serial numbers. When you hear the familiar tick of the mechanism turning on, you internally panic and think about running away only to calm down moments later and think to yourself that you can simply beat it and take what you came here for. Even if you are emotionally and physically tired, you can manage, you think.

That was before hearing five other consecutive ticks right after it, and all around you.

Turning around, your gaze falls upon the small army of field tillers. Fuck.

Paimon wasn't with you today, you had asked for some time alone which she hesitantly accepted, so you couldn't ask her to go fetch help. You would have been worried if you had all your capacities but with the state you were in, you were wondering how you were going to survive this fight. You were alone, none of your companions with you, and deeply weakened by the busy day you had and the few hours of sleep you had managed to steal away from the night. Was it today you would meet your doom, with all your questions and uncertainties unanswered?

You tried your best to fight with the strength you had left, but quickly grew desperate after what felt like hours of efforts to swing your blade and being able to only take one monster down out of the six. It didn't help that you got injured along the way, their blows becoming harder and harder to dodge. After being thrown on the grown for the third time, you understood you had at least two broken ribs and that your shaking legs would soon fail you as well.

Fear crept upon you, you would die here today, alone. Alone. You couldn't talk to your sibling after all, couldn't understand. You didn't even get to talk to him one last time. Him... You would die without the knowledge of the truth about your bard. You would die alone. You didn't want that, you couldn't look death straight in the eye.

"Please, anybody... Just help me."

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In Mondstadt, there was a musician, a weird singer everyone had heard about at least once. He lived off of his songs and was mostly known for having a great story-telling and being an alcoholic.

The number of people who knew the true nature of his identity were few and he was perfectly content with that. He didn't wish to be a god anymore, his gnosis had been taken away anyway and it's not like he had any power over the city of wind nowadays. Even if his people still worshipped him as Barbatos, it didn't sit right with him to be called a god anymore. It actually never did, he thinks to himself with a smile, he never really took any responsibilities that came with the divine title which is why he was so weak today. But it didn't matter to him, his smile turns into a soft giggle.

Sitting on a mill that was once born from his steps he looks fondly over the city he founded. Even if they were godless, the citizens were still thriving and free. He cared oh so very deeply about the place even if he rarely, if not never, showed the affection within his heart. He remembers the day he grew strong enough to dispel the storms over his actual Mondstadt, and made the weather gentle enough so that there was no need for fireplaces. Nowadays, he loves watching birds nest into the chimney tops and seeing them found their own home. It gave him a sense of belonging like no other, not above his people, but walking among them and watching them nest into this cocoon he created. He was proud of what happened to his land and would do it all over again if he had to.

Especially since it led to him meeting you. This thought doesn't catch him off guard, you often roamed around in his mind after all, and it's not like he didn't write at least three songs about you and your feat, your smile, your courage...

Ah there he goes again, rambling about you in a whisper. He turns around to the statue of him his people erected in his honor, chuckling at how they never made the connection with his signature braids. His, but not really his, since he had stolen this form from someone who was much more deserving of this power than him. Seeing his friend being honored with the statues of the seven around the land made him happy, he hoped that it was a good enough thank you gift in return for everything that the bard whom he couldn't even remember the name of anymore did for him.

Upon gazing at the statue, he remembered telling you of his long gone friend. It was the first time he had talked about him to someone else, he didn't even mention it to Venessa, she who made him believe in himself again. He could ask himself why, but he simply knew that you had something different, more than meets the eye. Perhaps it was because you weren't from Teyvat, or perhaps it was just you being as simple as your natural self but he was simply and utterly captivated by your being. You inspired him to no end, at first he thought it was because he had never met someone like you and he loved new things! But as time grew and he got to know you, he understood quickly the meaning and depth of his passions. He thought of it with a light chuckle, content with your presence alone. He really did need and want you around.

So why did he purposely avoid you like the plague?

The wind had brought to his ears that you had met with Dainsleif.

And your twin.

His first reaction was to search for you, talk to you, he wanted to be here to know what happened! You had searched so long, he couldn't contain himself, still listening to what the wind told him, he started running with excitement but... But wait, Dainsleif was... He told you what?

Oh.

So you heard about Khaenri'ah. He had stopped dead in his tracks and turned back, only sending a warm current of wind your way, hugging you from afar.

He wasn't ready to talk about this yet, not ready to face you and absolutely not ready to answer your questions. He was a coward, he thought, running away like that but what else could he do, really. It was only natural for him to be as uncatchable as air.

A sorry excuse to avoid the fact that even if his past had marvelous story like the one of the nameless bard, it also had its share of darkness, something he wasn't ready to dive back into. Especially not now when your arrival has been shaking this world up like it hasn't been since at least 500 years.

But oh, how he longed to see your face or to hear your voice. So he asked a breeze to report to him what you were up to, and where you were. Just in case! he tells himself, what if you needed help ehe? But he knows you're competent and you won't need the help of a weakling coward like him anytime soon. Or so he thought.

Because when the breeze only gives him a few words back, his blood runs cold.

"Please, anybody... Just help me."

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As you murmured these words in your desperate state, not really for anyone but yourself as a last resort, a prayer of some sort, you tried to stand by leaning yourself on your sword and failing miserably. You didn't dare look up as you heard the loud footsteps of the metal giants coming your way. It was over, and you barely managed to accept it.

As you rested your forehead against the cold handle of your sword, you closed your eyes, tears starting to make their ways out of your closed eyelids. All you could feel was remorse.

A soft breeze moved your hair slightly and your chest felt like a black hole had taken place where your heart used to be, regretting to not have been able to meet him under the tree at Windrise one last time.

The breeze quickly grew stronger, until it felt unnatural and you looked up from the ground, only to close your eyes again immediately when you realized the wind was too powerful for you to keep them open. If you had struggled to see though, you would have been blinded by the white light that soon illuminated the whole ruins. You didn't have enough time to register the situation when you felt a hand being laid atop your shoulder, snaking around your collarbones and pulling you back into... nothing? Another arm circled your weak form and a voice you immediately recognized said

"I've dealt with things worse than you, now crumble."

You realized that if you couldn't feel a chest behind you while still being embraced by his arms, it was because he was floating above you, and not standing behind you. A look in his direction confirmed your suspicions but what stunned you wasn't the fact that he was flying, but the attire he wore. Barely covering his body, a white set made of materials that seemed like clouds and liquid gold contrasted perfectly with his regular green clothes. His hair was glowing green and his eyes that were focused on the ruin guards up ahead had a marvelous shine that you had never seen before. He had that same aura he did the night he freed Stanley, but there was also something different about the way his hands gripped you a little too tightly or the way his voice sounded.

"Venti.." You muttered his name, relief and affection flooding you all at once, in his presence you felt as if nothing bad could happen to you. How foolish could you be, just a few hours ago you were speculating wether or not he had wiped out an entire civilisation and now here you were, being saved by him and feeling safer than you had in months.

"Close your eyes, I don't want give you a headache" he said, slowly floating legs first towards the ground. His unusually serious voice surprised you (and him) but you did as he told you. Letting go of your sword and leaning back into him, you let him deal with the monsters ahead of you.

"It's okay, it's over now" he kneeled to be at your level, his arms still wrapped around you, and you didn't have the energy to fight your urge of nuzzling into him. "I'll always be here for you, wherever there is wind, remember I'm here too. You only need to ask."

Being protected by a god really didn't feel that bad. Especially when you were in love with said god.

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Thank you so much for reading whatever this is until the end :’)

Don’t hesitate to comment or reblog, tysm <3

Ps: venti loves u and so do i do pls take care of urself mwah

[s4kasaki]

hai this is my first time requesting on ur acc, but i rly like ur writing ! may i rq makoto and mao with an s/o who is hotheaded and short tempered towards everyone else but veryveryvery sweet towards them ? thank you !

welcome~♪ thank you for the kind words! I adore writing for Trickstar so much, I'm so glad I'm getting request on them ah!!! ＼(^o^)／ I love the lil short-tempered reader x chara relationship it's just.. very RELATABLE and ... <3 I didn't intend this to take forever but I was so into the writing it sorta turned into a fic at makotos part- I hope you enjoy it though! ☆

♡ — makoto and mao with a quick-tempered s/o!

‣ tws / cws: none but maybe a bit of cursing!

‣ reader: gender neutral - they/them

‣ author's note: smooches the Trickstar boys.

☆ — MAKOTO.

goodness gracious, you were definitely a hand full for this man when he first met you— the poor guy didn't know how to keep up and what he had done wrong all the time. Did he mess up something? Or was his nerd-like and awkward appearance while talking with him... the thing pissing you off?

It surprised him that you've gotten to this point with him. He never expected it to happen, he even finds the fact that you like this kind of cute in a way...? Makes him feel special that you're so sweet with him and quite straight-forward with others

But, methinks going out in public would be quite nerve-wracking for him-- what if you go to get food and you get the wrong order? What would you do them? Clearly overthinking every possiblity that could happen, whenever, wherever.

He started trying to help you relax more often! Yoga? Walks in the park? You name it, he's done it with you before, though you never considered doing these things particularly your type of tea, it started getting fun when you were doing it with him.

Nicknames are literally all the rage, no matter what.

Your nicknames for him being: idiot nerd, cute idiot nerd, flustered four-eyes. basically, anything with the word "nerd" and "cute" in it.

His ranging from things involving your temper, on simple things that relate to how cute you are when you're flustered, which are usually really corny and you always tell him that they are.

“that was .. cringy.”

:heart_shatter:

This is like the regular now, it's no uncommon occurrence nowadays since the two of you have started a relationship you've been the sweetest you could be towards the man in glasses only, but let it be anyone else and you're an aggravated mess...

Something different from Makoto that was meant to be expected today, the entire scenery he described was different and so unlike him. But it seemed very sweet to you. A surprise date? How could you reject the offer? he was trying something new on you, he's double-checked the weather and it said today would be filled with nothing but sunny days. It was a date to the Garden, which would usually be occupied by Tenshouin and was still occupied now alongside Tori, Yuzuru, and Wataru.

So when you both made your way there to see them taking up the place where he had planned to take you out, it was quite devastating, like you had leftovers and somebody just had to come to swoop and eat them. He could've sworn Eichi said he wouldn't be there until sometime this afternoon correct? “... I—I didn't expect Tori-‘sama’ to be here!” he chuckled. You and Tori did not get along well, he was a smart mouth, quick to judge your every move and call you out for being below him, how you should respect your superiors or he'll drag Eichi into the subject to put you in your place. Which made you even more furious than the rise of dawn.

“What the hell is he, doing here?” you pointed. Tori who was resting on a beach chair with glasses covering his eyes, he couldn't see you but he surely heard you and Makoto's voice in the distance which gathered him to remove his sunglasses and place down the lemonade that was just previously placed in his hand by Yuzuru. He scowled, “shut up.”

“ ’kay, who are you telling to shut up? you aren't any favorable than me. Maybe not even better at all, so quit the act.” throwing back the same scowling look. And that's when all hell broke loose.

“Excuse me?— WHAT!?”

He tried his best to not stop and smash his glasses to the ground as he got up, you know what? Who cares, he can always buy new ones. But before he could even come to face you one-on-one, Tenshouin and Makoto footed between the two of you.

“Now, now, behave yourself.” Eichi interrupted, his musical tone in a voice never seems to leave, even when he is not singing— so you cannot tell whether he's being threateningly serious as he holds Tori by his shoulders or just being. . . Eichi. But no matter the time or place he still freaks you out by how cunning he is. “But president! Eichi-sama!” he whined.

Makoto felt worse to have started this by stumbling between this ‘affair' they were having–at the wrong time. It wasn't his fault, he just wasn't aware that things randomly changed. Even after asking Tori about it while being randomly challenged to a tennis match. “Please forgive them!—” he explained, “ we just didn't know you would be here.” you hated how obliviously nice he was, this was the smallest encounter you've ever had but it was the the worst!

“You spent all day planning this, didn't you? I wanted to enjoy it, not deal with this pinkette...” you said, the complexion of your face was tensing up quite a bit -- it felt like you were a tea kettle ready to pop at any second, but that wasn't your fault. “So of course I'd be upset” you mumble, it was inaudible.

So instead of listening to Yuzuru excuse Tori for his misbehaving you grabbed Makoto and dashed off bug a ‘tch’ left your lips and stuck in the atmosphere. Simply clinging onto Makoto's arm, going to who knows where, question is how is makoto going to live this one down exactly.

☆ — MAO.

Actually, when you first caught his attention due to a tiny little argument you had, you had bumped into him in the hallway and he didn't even say "excuse me"! It was so unlike him, unlike any of the very kind words you heard many of the people talk about him with. believe it or not, the two of you had bumped into each other a lot more than that one occasion and it started becoming a lot more frequently — so at some point in the two of you had a genuine conversation, and it kind of just worked out from there. The two of you just clicked, became friends, then-- soulmates, he could tell you had a little bit of a temper, due to the multiple times he has bumped into you...

After you warmed up to him, he was so elated— you're so sweet to him! It feels underserved. A part of you hated when he says things like that, because it wasn't true.

Between the two of you, there's a whole declaration of nicknames for each other, they are hard to not use when you're dating somebody so lusciously mean... but cute in private when it's just the two of you!

After that, the two of you had became perfectly balance with each other, he helped you improve how you speak with people so you don't accidentally cause any more ruckuses and he's glad to see it was making some difference.

But It definitely did take a long time for you to finally get together, since he was really focused. He had his jobs to worry about: such as being in the student council. He couldn't really be focused on anything else and especially not relationships.

The two of yous relationship is entirely playful hitting and jokes, Mao does get flustered quite easily from time to time-- but, he does really loved seeing your flustered face as well. You'll often punch on his arm you're flustered and he's learned how to dodge just for that particular reason.

got you one of those Lil reversible octopus plushies! because he can be a Lil clueless from time to time-- he finds it really cute to come home to be introduced with you cuddling it on the happy side~♪

In general, he's lucky that he's gotten to this point to where you're comfortable enough to kiss him in public sometimes!

arguments are never really there anymore, when they do happen they definitely are not pretty. Mao never intends arguments to happen, therefore doesn't know what to do to make it up for it besides leave you be because he knows that you won't relent. And you might just not sleep in the bed room that night because of it.

Mao will apologize of course— and try to go back to conversations after everything has cooled down a little bit and you two aren't angry at each other.

daylight dimmed and midnight arrived, but with a large package at your front doorstep, a not so pleasant one. Little fights happen between the two of you and Mao is very aware of that! It was a simple accident and he was sure you even knew it was— but that's not gonna change how you were still upset. You almost forgot the entire reason for your anger.

The little octopus plush was on neutral (covered), you could hear your very much angry noises— they were actually hard to not notice, with the "little" knowledge you have you're aware even if you try to get him into comforting you he's going to do it anyway without it or not at some point.

And he did, after a very long hour. It's like he abandoned you for a second, it left you surprised, really-- did he really feel that bad for something you knew wasn't even that big after thinking over it? Should you just go over and tell him, sorry so you can just be in his arms once more? So much overthinking left to bug concern and you could not hold such guilt to the sweetest man you've ever met in your life, even if you are stubborn about it sometimes. cushion pillows fell to the ground which sounded like rocks with the silence that was shared in you two Appartement

Mao was in the kitchen, he was sweet enough to try to cook for you to cheer you up! It was surprising you could not smell the food on the living room couch. “Oh, Hey! I tried to make you something homemade to make up for upsetting you earlier, I didn't mean to.” he chuckled, his hand roaming behind his neck, now up close to his creature of whatever he was cooking--you couldn't quite tell: it smelled nice. He didn't know how to make everything, but he sure did know how to cook up something easy! And you were just thankful for the kindness.

“Is that for me?”

He nodded, his silly little grin was forming-- which made you chuckle, it was cute how he always grinned when he was with you, how he can make you smile even after being in a very upsetting mood, he was magical in that sense.

“Ok! Say 'ahhhh' !”

you frowned and shook your head.

“No.”

“Pleasee~?”

This time.. only this time, you'll accept defeat ♥︎