#Street rat

[chronicallycouchbound]

Just a reminder that when someone tells you that they were homeless as a child/teen, that you probably should not just start asking us questions like “so how many fights/scraps did you get into” “did you ever get jumped” “did you get beat by the cops” “did you ever see anyone die” etc. Prying for information about specific traumas within a long term traumatic experience is reductive and can reopen shit we aren’t ready for.

Also, if you were also homeless as a child and/or teen, I’m sending sending you love and with you in solidarity. Cope how you need to. Give yourself the kindness so many deny us. And tell people to fuck off if you feel like it when they ask things like that. You don’t owe anyone your story.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Street Rat: Chaggie - Aladdin AU

STOP! THIEF!

Vaggie: *running theough the streets of Pride with a small mob on her tail, hood drawn, and mask up* Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Mobster Boss: I'm gonna sheer your clit off for stealing from me, you little cunt!

Vaggie: Oh, so I have time then! You'd have to find the fucking thing first! *scales the nearest building easily and starts running along rooftops*

Mobster Boss: Don't just fucking stand there! Get her!

Goons: *scramble to find a way up to the roof*

Vaggie: And like that, I'm in the clear- WHOA!!!! *dodges a swinging hammer aimed at her head and speeds the other direction* Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Goon 1: She's over here!

Vaggie: *parkour jumps onto the next building and starts shuffling down the wall when a hand reaches out and pulls her inside* Shit!

Angel: For fuck sakes, Vags! Get in here!

Goons: *look down to the alley below* Where'd she go?! Where'd she go?!

Goon 2: Uh.... that way! *starts running the opposite direction with the rest following*

Vaggie: *exhales heavily* Thanks, Angel.

Angel: Psh! Don't thank me. Thank the girls for letting me hold you in here.

Vaggie: *eye widens and she looks around the room at all the girls in various stages of undress with a blush* Uhhh..... Hello, ladies. Um... thank you for letting Angel help me out.

Girls: *huff and go about their business*

Angel: Yeah, they're not a fan of broke ass bitches and bastards.

Vaggie: I can see that.... Oh, by the way. Here. *plops a wad of Hellbucks into Angel's hand* That should cover the rest of what I owe you.

Angel: Daaaaaaamn, Vagina. You really risked your neck for this haul, didn't you?

Vaggie: Vaggie... *shrugs* Better in the hands of those who need it instead of some greedy mob boss who just uses it as a spicy fleshlight.

Angel: *thumbs through the wad of cash with a smirk* Awwww, yeah. Gotta love musky money~ Well, thanks for the "donation"! So, what other trouble are ya getting into these days, Vagina?

Vaggie: For fuck sakes, it's Vaggie and you know it.... and that's fucking disgusting. I'm just trying to stay alive on the streets. You know that.

Angel: Well, there's a big festival going on in the middle of town today! Lots of schmucks with loose change for easy pickins if you catch my drift.~

Vaggie: ....What's the festival for?

Angel: Eh. Some prince or something coming to try and sway the Princess into marrying him. Doubt it's gonna work.

Vaggie: *scoffs with a snort* Not if those demon goats have anything to say about it.

Meanwhile:

Charlie: I am NOT meeting with Prince Seviathan!

Lucifer: *sweating* Come on, sweetie. Just talk to him a little. He traveled all the way from Envy to see you.

Charlie: *huffs and crosses her arms* How could you expect me to even consider him as a possible suitor when he's such an arrogant idiot! He's a jerk to literally everyone, Dad!

Lucifer: Oh, I'm sure he's gotten better since his early teens, baby.

*trumpets herald Seviathan's approach*

Lucifer: Just..... try to talk to him. *glances at Razzle and Dazzle* And YOU TWO be on your best behavior!

Razzle & Dazzle: *hooves tuck behind their backs as they sit up at attention* Baaa!/Baaap!

Lucifer: Good! *sighs* I'll be downstairs to greet him. *leaves*

Charlie: *arms still crossed* ......You two didn't actually agree to that, right?

Razzle & Dazzle: *hold up one hoof each that has their toes crossed*

Charlie: Good boys!

[little-noko]

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[boop-someone-today]

Me just casually having the headcanon that Shen Jiu and Shen Yuan are ambidextrous.

Reason: For A-Jiu, it’s because street rats and slaves were forced to use both hands for survival. Street rats because they would get broken limbs doing dumb shit to survive, and since you mainly jut out your dominant hand, that was the one that would get broken, forcing you to use the other one. For slaves, it’s kind of the same reason, especially for Qiu Jianluo, who loved to torture our A-Jiu, constantly giving Xiao Jiu a broken limb, forcing him to work with the other hand.

Prompt idea for an og!Shen Qingqiu: Just chilling at a peak lord meeting, bored out of his mind, and just switches hands no problem writing notes to eat the provided pastries. Cue everyone who noticed curiously peeking over his shoulder to get some blackmail on the poor left handed writing of the Peak Lord of Qing Jing (except Liu Qingge who was just genuinely curious), only to find it flawlessly flowing with the rest of it.

Of course, that leads them to try to get him to fight with his left hand.

He also does embroidery with both hands, cause why not.

For Shen Yuan, his reason: He was bored, and decided why not. It caused him to work his left hand out while sick in bed, give him some cool skills to show off if he ever got well enough to go to a public/private school. (Which he didn’t, he died because of a bun)

[awholenewicon]

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[tesalicious2]

Jason is a street rat, known for smoking and able to Jack off tires. But, somethings he can also do are pickpocketing, forgery, and and fake crying

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

Ships that remind me of sokeefe (maybe p1??)

Hiccup and Astrid from How To Train Your Dragons

Aladdin and Jasmine from Aladdin (the original)

Snow and Charming/ Emma and Hook from Once Upon a Time

Sabrina and Puck from Sisters Grimm

Alice and Cyrus from Once Upon a Time in Wonderland

[eris-snow]

The Rich And The Poor

Tags: request, fanfic, izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki

Then for my request, can you write a one-shot featuring Izuku in an Aladdin AU, please?

I imagine him as a street rat who steals to survive and provide for his community despite getting criticism from the townsfolk and the royal guards chasing him.

You can include other mha characters.

Oh, hell yes. (author's note to the requester at the bottem)

"Stop that thief!" A guard yells, chasing the cloaked down the street as more guards flank out beside him.

This isn't the first time this has happened, not by a long shot. The racing across buildings, flying across the rooftops, and even the yelling of the guards.

There's no fear anymore.

Bright, emerald eyes survey the surroundings as he observes his surroundings, a shiny red apple in his hand as he leaps across a pole and clears a clothesline. He tosses the apple into the sack of fruits he stole just a few minutes ago, already deciding to switch up his usual root to lose the ever-active guards.

"Get him!" A guard yells at an innocent passerby, frantically pointing at the flash of green that's heading straight for him. Whoever is under the cloak is obviously skilled, because he dodges elegantly and parkours his way across a wall.

The cloaked figure shakes his head in mocking silence as the guards strategize pathetically on how to get over the wall with such heavy gear as the unknown street rat disappears over the wall, his cloak billowing behind him as he squeezes himself into a small, cramped alleyway.

A breath of relief rushes out from his mouth as he catches his breath. With more food comes more baggage, and with more baggage means he needs more energy to pull off his crazy tricks. He really doesn't know how Kacchan does it.

"Deku-kun, you're back!" Uraraka's voice cuts through thoughts like a knife would to butter, and almost instantly a crowd of starving children step closer into the light. "Izuku?" One of the children asks, eyes shining in confusion.

Midoriya brings his hood down, finally letting his face show as he greets, "I'm back everyone." He holds up the sack, a proud smile framing his face. "I have breakfast."

The children squealed.

"Yay!" They cheered in chorus, each running up to him to give him hugs and dive for the sack. Midoriya yanks it out of each, face going serious.

"Share with one another, okay? We need to save some for later, remember?"

The children pout, like they always do, but nod their heads anyway, mutterings of "yes, Izuku," and "fine"s filling the air as Midoriya's smile returns.

He lowers the bag once more.

As the hungry orphans grab at the fruit, Uraraka gives him a small grin. "Nice find. Thanks, Deku-kun."

He shakes his head. "This is the least I can do..."He trails off, gaze softening. "If I don't do anything, who will?"

As if on cue, loud shouts echo above them, and Midoriya can hear every word. "You want this?" Bakugou says tauntingly, a slightly deranged smile gracing his handsome features. "Come and get it then, you stuck-up assholes!"

Midoriya sighs as he hears even more yelling, hiding his hands in his face. "Kacchan's just making fun of them now, isn't he?"

Uraraka sighs in response.

5 minutes later, Bakugou gracefully drops down next to them, holding up a bag of what Midoriya presumes is meat. "Take that, shit nerd," He grins. "I win."

Midoriya crosses his arms childishly, huffing. "I got back first Kacchan."

"Oh, shut up Deku. I could have lost those rookies in my sleep." Bakugou yawns, turning to the end of the alleyway. "Come on. Needa makes sure these don't go bad. Grab the rest of your shitty fruit too. I'm gonna whip something up for the three of us."

"Seriously?" Uraraka gasps. "You're the best, Katsuki!'

"Whatever, Cheeks. Hurry and get the damn gremlins inside. We're too conspicuous."

There's no fear anymore, Midoriya realises. He remembers when he first started out, falling from heights and breaking bones or bringing back nothing but an apple to last himself for a day. He understands how this world works, revolving around the rich, and discarding the poor.

There's no other way to survive.

The Sultan doesn't even know this problem exists.

A flyer flutters down, landing right outside the alleyway. On it, is the name of the heir, another mark of desperation for a partner to make him Sultan.

Hopefully, this Shoto Todoroki guy can see what Midoriya sees.

Hopefully, he rules this kingdom better.

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Author's note:

I'm so sorry that this request took so long. Thank you for taking the time to send in this (I know it took a month-long, but still)

It's 12 am on Wednesday and I'll be over the moon if anybody bothers to read this because I haven't posted in awhile. I hope I portrayed Midoriya to your liking, and that you have a wonderful day, afternoon or evening :D

(Now I gotta sleep)

[thebigpapilio]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Persona 5, Persona Series Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kurusu Akira/Sakamoto Ryuji, Persona 5 Protagonist/Sakamoto Ryuji, Suzui Shiho/Takamaki Ann Characters: Sakamoto Ryuji, Kurusu Akira, Persona 5 Protagonist, Morgana (Persona Series), Sophia (Persona Series), Takamaki Ann, Suzui Shiho, Shido Masayoshi, Sakamoto Ryuji's Father, Sakamoto Ryuji's Mother Additional Tags: Inspired by Aladdin (Disney Movies), Alternate Universe - Aladdin (Disney Movies) Fusion, Minor Suzui Shiho/Takamaki Ann, Human Morgana (Persona Series), Human Sophia (Persona Series), Marriage Proposal, Djinni & Genies Series: Part 4 of PegoRyu Week 2023 Summary:

Street rat Ryuji finds a win-win for the genie's freedom. Not everything goes uphill from there right away.

Pegoryu Week 2023 - Prompt 4: Fantasy!

[thedenofravenpuff]

A very interesting question, since as long he just sticks to the Cirkus he won't age and thus stay a kid.

That said, the Cirkus comes with plenty of alternative timelines depending on how you play its game, and each has their own influence on Street Rat and the ways he may grow up.

So there ya have it. Possibilities.

Enjoy!

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[somethingusefulfromflorida]

Why did George Lucas make that one padawan a dickensian street urchin?

Masta Skoi-wakka, dere's chew menny uvem, watchery guntadew?

[cherylbomb1138]

I managed to make a shorter video this time around. 

[betweenthetimeandsound]

--prompt from @flashfictionfridayofficial

When the lights go down and we have to clean things up, will you remember me when we walk onto the streets in the morning--half dead and half yearning?

When the bass stops pumping and only the confetti remains from our revelry, will you recognize my face when we face off against the government, shielding themselves from their eyes?

In the throbbing, humid space, we dance our way through the black and white tiles, despite our lack of worth to strut on their floors. We wear short skirts and shirts which needed to be bleached last month; our heels are barely high enough to make ourselves known, but low enough to allow us to twirl without tripping on each other's heels, and then throwing ourselves in supplication to the world around us.

Because not everybody will lend us a hand back up to the stage, and our names will be scratched out the cue for a wannabe.

We have to dance, we have to shout, we have to sing, because angry energy blooms into golden daisies and platinum songs. Others use it to melt jewelry into bullets and knives, armed to the teeth and through their fragile hearts, where they beat through a metronomic march.

We are not starting a revolution by partying.

But for a moment, just a moment, could you please get to know me better, so we can face the sun

together? --Elda Mengisto

[thatshowtheygetcha]

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[americanhellbitch]

In honor of Ari finalizing her divorce today, here's "No Children x thank u, next" by Street Rat