#and then i started feeling SUPER sick before second period even STARTED

[afkphorabit]

AHEHEEEEHEHEHEHEH >:))))))

when the blorbos are confusing in terms of quantity so you gotta pull out the pronouns /j THANK YOUUUUUU :DDDDD I LOVE YOURS AS WELL WKFHSKFJDJKQKF and i <3 mspaint. mspaint is my savior

he's got that "breaking every preconceived rule and idea and notion in the book for 1880s london and Not Giving A Shit" swag and i love him for it. i figured i'd give him a version of his canon cape where he either tore through it in a fit of rage or stole it off the back someone he fought or something! so the tears are less "for style" and more "wretched creature". in my head he is a ball of largely justified (though partly caused by miscommunication) rage

he tries to argue that alcohol is enough and it evidently is Not. if the Society already exists in the au's present time, Ito has probably tried to brew him a mild anxiety medicine which he ended up forgetting to take on account of being too busy working and running around at full speed to never be late to anything. he's constantly on the verge of another Army Of Nightmares. this is slowly turning into jekyll whump <3 i hope that's not bad wkhfksjfj.

(oh god ginger jekyll and hyde..... that's... that's a thought for sure oh my god. i love that. yes i love that LMAOOOOO)

exploding them with my mind i wanted to try to explore Glass Twins basic designs a little. hyde has suffered the most changes because i hate him /j notes: - hyde is the same height as jekyll but slouches like hell (might even be a little taller than him with the legs) - jekyll is basically the same save for tiny details that he generally hides (so he usually looks. the same as canon. the thing that's usually different is the constant awareness below the surface that he's supposed to look different) (the lingering effort he makes to isolate his appearance and separate it from hyde) - in the image, jekyll hasn't had the time to dye his roots and probably couldn't put on contacts before leaving the house (stress!) - hyde's face shape is closer to jekyll's than in canon - i originally wasn't going to color this but Something Possessed Me (hence the weird blue lines) - hyde's legs have hydraulics (didn't know much of how to draw those so i just added the little steam engine tubes to the sides) and an impact absorption mechanism (inspired by a page update somewhere that i remember saying he probably has some sort of device on his legs so he doesn't break them all the time in canon) - jekyll has more anxious/panicky mannerisms here. he's more jittery. he gets that mildly creepy "horrified" look more often. the dawning dread is coming for his ass and he is NOT ready for it - i ended up not drawing it like that but his hair's supposed to look clumpier and sharper in shape. it's closer to hyde's in general type and form, just more well taken care of - can i get an F in chat for blonde jekyll, no one deserves to be blonde Ever /j

DUDEEEE????????? THIS IS SO COOL MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW IT THEKDJDKD

they!!! them!!!!!!! dude your ART i am EATING IT I LOVE YOUR STYLE!!!

did Not considering Prosthetics for our man hyde and honestly that would be so fucked up omg. what time period is this taking place in. i’m gonna explode. he is rocking those though honestly the style suits him SO WELL. the scarring on his face!!! this guy!!!!! i love his cape it’s so worn out and dramatic just like him <3 his stupid evil little grin and cane

Jekyll looks like he desperately needs to be put on anxiety medication i fear. the blonde roots!! (ngl last night i was contemplating a middle ground for Jekyll and Hyde dying their hair, and my brain supplied me with “make them both ginger” so that’s. something)

[4kozy]

sophia as ur monster gf hcs

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sophia is a vampire, so messes in your home is a guarantee. she’s a messy eater; regardless of if it’s your blood or someone else’s, there’s gonna be a lot of cleaning up afterwards.

vamp soph has very pointy ears and teeth. she doesn’t have claws–common misconception–but she likes to get acrylics to match the look. she’s deathly pale when hungry, a big problem for her because she misses the natural color of her lips from time to time, but hates having to feed to get it back.

vamp soph mentioned feeding on you as nonchalantly as she could ( so as obvious as possible ) at the start of your relationship… saying how good you smelled, how much she wanted to try you, how feeding was an honor… it was kinda cute, so you kept teasing her as if you never heard any of it. she got so sick of it😭 she almost tackled you so you’d listen… ( ended differently than planned )

vamp soph always kisses you deep before eating–she says it makes you taste better, but you think it’s an excuse to make out. you also know that it’s to relax you before her fangs pierce your pulse, and that way, it hurts you a lot less. ( sometimes she gets drunk off of it, not stopping until you weakly push her off, in which case she profusely apologizes, giving you the aftercare of the gods🙏 )

vamp soph does NOT go outside. no, the sun doesn’t burn her alive, but it might as well… she also doesn’t do well in temperatures that aren’t moderate. fall and early spring are the times you go out the most–not too cold; not too hot.

vamp soph would sooner fly you everywhere you need to go than invest in a car. she thinks they’re the root of all evil, and would rather you stay home anyways.

vamp soph is very expressive–she never has to say that she’s feeling anything because she wears her heart on her face…? she’s upset? oh, you know. she’s pleased? oh, honey we can tell. you don’t tell her this either, because she will lie in your face about how she’s feeling even though it’s really obvious.

when vamp soph first fed on you, it kinda linked you two together. when you feel physical pain, so does she. it’d be a bit more romantic if you weren’t so clumsy at the job.

vamp soph doesn’t sleep period. she will lay in bed with you with her arms crossed and eyes open. she is literally counting the seconds until you wake up again. she never brings it up because she knows you like sleeping with her and you’d feel bad.

vamp soph can’t eat anything but blood ( and odder enough, raw butter ) and STILL takes the time out to make you dinner; yes, it’s good asf; yes, you ask for seconds and thirds.

vamp soph likes to play games with you more than anything. you two don’t play collaborative games anymore–a phantom woman knocked on your door and kinda cussed y’all out… ( you guys apologized and now hang out regularly. sophia has to wear 3 layers though. )

vamp soph likes to collect antique sharp objects! it’s cool until you’re asleep and wake up to sophia holding a broadsword over your face! more incidents of falling weapons occur and you thank whatever otherworldly force for her reflexes.

vamp soph broods like a teenage boy and listens to ptv very obnoxiously when it’s her journaling time. she likes to say that vampires have concerns the world would blow up over… falling over while attempting to stand up after a week of flying straight is not one of them.

vamp soph is super protective over you. remember how she can feel when you get hurt? it took months for her to stop showing up at the job after a prick–she still shows up for a fall every time; she also takes you home, because why would anyone beef with a vampire?

when vamp soph met you, she swore off eating anybody else… you think it’s cus she’s picky, and she thinks you guys are soulmates.

vamp soph loves receiving cheek kisses. especially after rescuing you from work, it’s like her special reward.

like manon, i also see vamp soph as being lesser on the possessive side, just because everyone can see that you’re taken. also she’s really confident in herself; you’d be stupid to try anything. you are very very smart! ( unfortunately some people are not. sophia knows she swore off eating anyone else but when that idiot man was messing with you, she got so mad she couldn’t control herself. she didn’t fully eat him–he tasted quite gross–but the point was made when his mangled body was found off the side of the road… oh how protective your girlfriend gets. )

vamp soph’s fav thing to do with you is talk. conversations with her are never dull, so you enjoy them too!

vamp soph was turned a long, long, long time ago. you don’t ask about her age, or who turned her, it’s a topic that isn’t taken very well. ( sophia spent the first thirty years of her life post-turn almost animal-like–vampires only get more human the more they feed )

another ability of vamp soph’s that backfires on her a lot is her shape shifting. this one is still one she has yet to control, her body usually going haywire when you make her flustered. ( tugging on her cheeks teasingly ended up with them stretching to 22 inches. it took a lot of butter, hard work, and apologies stifled by laughter–on your end–to fix it. )

vamp soph can also hypnotize you. she doesn’t realize when she’s doing it most of the time, until she jokingly tells you to die on the game and you rush to the nearest weapon ( which wasn’t far due to her odd obsession with them ) and she has to restrain you for the next hour.

vamp soph is really loud and argumentative; this is only exacerbated by the fact that she’s lived for hundreds of years so she thinks she knows better than you do. when google gets pulled out, phones get broken. and better phones get bought…

when vamp soph gets asked her favorite era of life, she will 100% without fail say it’s the one with you in it. it’s not meant to be corny, it’s genuinely how she feels about you.

vamp soph likes taking extravagant baths with you, and she will do one every night with a different theme. your favorite was pride month ‘23.

you like to massage vamp soph a lot! for such a homebody she gets a bunch of knots in her back. ( it has something to do with her workout routine… flying… for a long time… )

vamp soph likes to capture spiders in your home and name them. you currently have a lot more than you’d be comfortable with, but you love sophia more than you hate spiders.

you like to crochet vamp soph new clothes all the time. you originally picked it up as a side hobby, but seeing her enjoy every piece–from the ugly ducklings to the beautiful swans–you continued. she wears everything and proudly shows them off to everyone in the building, despite your embarrassment.

you and vamp soph’s favorite place ( outside of your home, that is ) is the beach! especially at night, you both love it there.

where the phantom neighbor’s apartment is minimal with barely anything but string lights and the occasional clothes on the floor, you and vamp soph turn your place into a maximalist dream–there is stuff everywhere, in a way that’s full but not cluttered. it reminds her childhood home in a way, her father was a toy store owner in their town.

you laugh at all the jokes vamp soph tells, even when they aren’t funny, just because you know your laughter makes her happy.

after 4 years of being together, and multiple internal monologues, you finally bring up to vamp soph about your wish to be turned. sophia stares at you like you’ve grown three heads. this is equally because of her trauma and her need to keep you safe at all costs. she tries to argue with you, saying you’ll need to eat a lot to turn human, you’ll have horrible pain for the first few weeks–or in her case years, and that living forever means watching the people you love die. you’re determined though, telling her that it’s forever with her or nothing, and you’d be willing to do anything it takes for it to work. after a few months of pleading, she finally relents, and just as she told you, it hurts like fucking hell. she brings you humans every day, hoping that you’ll have it just a bit easier, taking care of you the best way she knows how. when you recover, all you can feel is overwhelming love, and you know you’ve made the right decision 🩷

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wow vampire sophia😍😍??? how surprising!!! all i know is that i need her–and bad. (in a tone of voice that is not appropriate)

[notafunkiller]

What if I am too much?

Summary: When Sam's girlfriend calls you clingy, you decide to give Bucky some space. What you don’t know is that he doesn’t want any space. None at all.

Pairing: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Warnings: 18+, angst, teasing, language, pet names, spanking, daddy kink, metal arm kink, no mention of y/n

Word Count: 2.2K

Bucky Barnes masterlist

A/N: I want to thank @marvelouslizzie for her help!

Please, do not repost or translate without my permission!

“Oh, you’re alone?”

You turn your head in the direction of the voice and smile politely. You don’t recognize this woman, but she looks at you like she does.

“Uh, yes. Hello!”

“You don’t remember me, do you?”

You instantly blush, ashamed, and search for Bucky’s face in the crowd. Nowhere to be found. Damn it!

“No, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she says before coming next to you. “I’m Misty.” Brunette, tall and beautiful.

“Where did we meet?”

“Sam’s birthday, but I’m not surprised you don’t remember me. You were too busy clinging to Bucky’s side all night.” She sounds serious, and you freeze, having no idea where this came from. She simply laughs, grabbing your arm with some kind of bionic cold hand for a second before letting it go.

It’s not like Bucky’s. It’s more... robotic.

“Clinging?” You ask confused.

“Yeah, you know, always sitting with him, holding his arm, following him around.”

You puff, already annoyed by this random woman. “Following him around? I’m not a dog!”

“Didn’t say you are a dog, honey. Just pointing out the obvious.”

You try to hold your tongue, pushing aside the impulse to start a fight. This is a night about Bucky. Not you or your discomfort. And she is his ex-co-worker-friend’s girlfriend. Your anger can wait.

“Alright, but how does my clinging affect you, though?”

“Oh, don’t take it so personally! I just meant to be friendly. It’s a girl’s advice. Live a little, being insecure is not gonna save your relationship.”

A piece of advice no one asked for. A take you never even considered. You’re not insecure and you’re definitely not keeping Bucky to your side all the time. You don’t… He is free to do whatever the hell he wants.

“Thank you.”

She has the audacity to laugh. “Don’t be so defensive, honey! Gonna get a cocktail, want some?”

You shake your head, feeling a hole in your stomach after she leaves you alone, and you basically run to the bathroom, trying to calm down. What if she is right, though? What if Sam heard or saw something? Maybe Bucky is extra grumpy or unhappy. Maybe he even complained…

You never thought sitting with Bucky is a sign of clinginess. You thought it’d help... he is not the most comfortable person at events. He gets stared at a lot, he hates small talk, and you really like being close to him. Gosh, you are clingy!

The rest of the night passes like a blur. When you come back, Bucky’s waiting for you, and despite your instinct to wrap your arm around his back and let him hold you, you keep a little distance, giving Sam and his nosy girlfriend a fake smile, while Bucky keeps staring at you strangely.

You even manage to avoid touching him all week somehow, except for a few kisses now and then. Your period came, and as he tried to hold you, you had to fight tears while telling him not to. You’re sick and tired and you miss him, but you want to give him some space. You’ve been suffocating him for so long... You make sure to cry only when he’s out because he might hear you even in the shower. He has super hearing after all.

You thought it would become easier every day, but quite the opposite. Every time you’re close to giving up, you remember Sam’s comment that he made a week after you met him about how Bucky always likes his space and what Misty told you, so you fight against your wish.

Until Sunday afternoon.

You’re in bed, scrolling down on Instagram as Bucky comes out of the shower. You try not to stare at him, but how can you not? He looks absolutely incredible.

What you don’t expect is him trying to get on top of you to tickle you with a huge smile on his face. He’s so adorable.

“B-Bucky, stop!” You laugh as his hands get under your T-shirt. He loves making you laugh no matter how he does it. “N-no.”

“Oh, I will,” he says playfully.

But what he failed to tell you is that stopping means sneaking his head under your T-shirt, which starts to rip a little because of the stretch, and resting it on your boobs.

“Bucky!”

He puffs, annoyed. “Why the fuck are you wearing a bra in the house, bubba?”

“Cause it’s a bra?” You ask back sarcastically, but you know this is weird. You always complain about needing to wear it outside. But inside? It’s even worse.

“Unacceptable.” He quickly rips your bra in half, not bothering to unhook it, and you feel his beard on your breast all of a sudden, making you shiver. Fuck, you really miss this.

“B-Bucky, come on, your hair is a little wet!”

“Bubba, please...”

“Bucky! Why did you do that?” He immediately takes his head out of your T-shirt, and you almost cry. He looks do lost and scared.

“Baby, do you not want me anymore?”

“What the fuck?” You groan. This is the last thing you wanted him to think. All you tried to do was to make him happy and feel less pressured.

“You don’t let me touch you. You don’t want to cuddle with me. You don’t wake me up with kisses. You don’t get on top of me You don’t hug me! What did I do?”

Your heart aches for both of you. “Wasn’t that better?”

“Better for who?” He cries. “This was the worst week of my life since Hydra.”

“Unfortunately, that cannot be true, Bucky.” You sigh, getting closer to him. “I thought you like space...”

“I do, but not with my fucking baby!”

You melt at his words, truth be told. He said it so passionately, but you’re so confused.

“I thought I was being too clingy, touching you too much, you know?”

“What? Where did this come from?”

You close your eyes. How are you supposed to answer this without sounding like a petty bitch?

“Does it matter?”

“Of course it does!” You feel his hands grabbing your face so you can look at him. “It means I did something wrong.”

You frown, upset that he thinks that. He’s been nothing but kind, understanding, and loving to you, and you hate how he feels like he failed you or something.

“Sam’s girlfriend told me I am clingy... always with you, never leaving you alone to breathe basically. And it reminded me of Sam saying how much you love your space, and I just...” You try not to cry, you really do, but you cannot hold back the tears this time, which Bucky immediately reaches to wipe with his flesh fingers.

“Jesus, baby! I don’t give a goddamn shit about what they say, you aren’t allowed to listen to anyone! Just let me touch you.”

You immediately wrap your arms around his neck, and Bucky lifts you a bit so you can sit on his lap. You can hear his heartbeat, and you find that so peaceful.

“I thought you’re gonna break up with me, honey.” He whispers in your ear. “I was terrified when you didn’t let me cuddle with you.”

“I’m so fucking sorry, baby.” You don’t know what else to say. You hurt both of you for days just because you let some woman get inside your head, but you had good intentions. “I just didn’t want to be a burden.”

“I should be the one saying that, not you, bubba.” He leaves a kiss on your shoulder. “God, I missed you so much, it feels surreal to touch you.”

“I love you, I’m sorry.”

“Promise to never do this shit ever again!”

“I’ll try,” you murmur. “I didn’t realize you want me to touch you so much.”

Bucky lifts your head. “You know I have to punish you for that, right?”

“Punish me?” You ask surprised.

“Yeah, for believing some stranger over your man. For pulling away and giving me a heart attack. And for depriving yourself of my cuddling skills.”

You giggle. “What if I let you suck my nipples for a whole week anytime you wanted?”

“I already do that!” Bucky lifts your T-shirt as he speaks, and you gasp.

“You do not!”

“Yes, I do. Remember when I came home from the last mission and I made you come by-” He lowers his head and licks your right breast, avoiding your nipple.

“Fuck you, tease!”

“I am the tease?!” He snorts, continuing to lick.

“You’re always the tease. Now kiss me and gimmie your cock.”

“I won’t give you anything until I punish you.”

“Jamie!” You scream when he turns you around, ripping off your shorts in half, along with your underwear before placing you on his thighs. “What the fuck?”

“What the fuck to you for keeping yourself away from me.” You feel him caressing your ass for a few seconds before slapping your right cheek with his flesh hand. You squirm, gripping into his hip.

“F-fuck!”

“Count.”

You groan. “Jamie...” He spanks you again but harder, and this time you moan. “T-two.”

“Nope, we start over.”

“O-one.”

“Good girl!”

The third and fourth aren’t as hard as you want and you find yourself wiggling your ass in the air.

“Harder.”

“Harder?” He snorts, amused, and before he can bring his flesh hand in the air, you grab his metal arm.

“Please, daddy, use this one!”

Daddy? It didn’t take too long for you to get back in the mood.

“Can’t use it, baby, I’m sorry.”

“No!” You cry. “I need it, pleaseee. I’ll ride your face as many times as you w-want.”

Bucky still doesn’t agree. “Baby, it would hurt.”

“Let it hurt!”

You want it to hurt because this pain is not unbearable, quite the opposite. It pushes you over the edge faster.

He sighs and listens to you, bringing his metal hand to your ass, but you barely even feel it when he slaps. You groan, upset.

“I said slap! Do you want me to hover?”

“I can fucking hurt you.”

“I told you to hurt me!” You beg. “Please, honey! Please, please, please.”

He does it again, not hard enough for you, but you count anyway. Again and again.

“Jesus, you’re making my thighs so wet. You’re such a little whore for me.”

“I’m your whore. Always, daddy, please!”

Bucky’s moan comes somehow from the back of his throat, and the last spanks are perfect. He gently caresses your ass, cooling it off with his metal hand, and you smile. “You’re so dirty sometimes, but also such a good girl taking your punishment perfectly.”

“I am sorry,” you whisper.

“For what exactly?”

You pout, grabbing his face. “For all of it. But you’re you, Bucky. You’re the greatest guy in the world, I just didn’t want to be annoying.”

“You were annoying when you didn’t let me even hug you.”

You know that, but sometimes you can’t help but do dumb things, thinking about him. “I wanted you to be happy.”

“Well, I wasn’t happy, obviously. And neither were you, bubba. Promise me you’ll talk to me first next time.”

“I was just stupid…”

“No.” You feel his thumb all over your lips. “You were worried. I love you and I really need your touch, okay?”

“I noticed,” you laugh.

“Good, now feed me my boobs, and then I wanna see you riding my face as you negotiated.”

You fake sigh and grab your boob. “Open up.”

*

You’re not sure how to react when Bucky drags you straight to Sam and his girlfriend as soon as you get inside the museum.

“Hey, Buck-”

“Who do you think you are?”

Misty gasps while Sam and you freeze.

“Wow, wow, wow, man. Hold on a sec, what is going on?”

“What is going on, Samuel?” Bucky asks rhetorically through his teeth. “Ask your little girlfriend where she got her audacity from to tell my girl she is clingy. That she basically spends too much time with me. Who the fuck gave her the permission to even speak to her? So she either apologizes and keeps her mouth shut, or we’ll have a big problem.” Bucky turns his head to look at Misty. “From one metal arm to another. Wanna try me?”

“You did what? What the hell?”

Misty frowns, staring at you. “You went to complain to him for giving you a friendly, harmless advice?”

Bucky instantly grabs her metal arm wrist before you can answer.

“You got three seconds to beg for her forgiveness before I snap your hand in half. And I am not bluffing.”

Sam doesn’t even try to get between them, simply watching, and Misty immediately gets teary.

“I’m... sorry.”

Bucky shakes his head, squeezing her wrist. Holy shit! You haven’t seen him like this in ages. “Didn’t hear you.”

“I am sorry. I should have minded my own business!”

“Yes, you should’ve,” you say without regret. “But I forgive you.”

Bucky lets go with a grunt before nodding to Sam and bringing his hand to your hips, leading you toward the exit.

As soon as you are outside, you don’t even care if someone can hear you as you speak. “Fuck, I wanna suck your cock so badly!”

Bucky laughs. “I see. In the car… is that okay for you?”

You get on your tiptoes to kiss him. “Perfect.”

[anzulvr]

Thank you for follow back! >.> meant a lot to me. Is it okay if I request a Karma x reader where the reader is very sweet & affectionate towards Karma & it makes him shy. No pressure. Just wanted to say hi & thank you! ^_^

♡ ୨୧ Karma with affectionate Reader ୨୧ ♡

ʚɞ fluff; no warnings || Karma Akabane ♥︎ note : HIII HII SORRY THIS IS LIKE CENTURIES LATE SHEA… guys pls tell me if you see typos I checked but I get sick of reading my own things again and again… 😭|| ʚɞ

— Karma is inexperienced when it comes to relationships therefore when you’re affectionate and sweet to him he doesn’t know how to act!!

His face canonically gets super red when he’s embarrassed though it’s not an often thing because he can usually shake things off with a joke! When it does happen it’s finally your chance to get back at him for all the times he’s purposely taken weird photos of you.

He’d be shy with PDA (when he’s not trying to embarrass you, since he’s also the type to mortify you by calling you the stupidest pet names in front of your friends and family.)

If you react strongly it's worse because he loves getting you mad and rilled up it's like his love language. Some people like giving gifts or giving words of affirmation to their s/o while he likes pissing you off.

If you randomly hold his hand or rest your hand on his shoulder he won’t know what to do. He plays with your hand instead of staying still as a way to distract himself from how giddy he’s feeling.

Half the time “playing with your hand” means him trying to jokingly get you to slap your own face with your hand, the other half of the time when he feels like being nice and cute he’s just lightly squeezing it.

Very “opposites attract” troupe.

Even when you were just friends you were very attentive which isn’t something he’s familiar with. For the first time ever there’s someone taking care of him? Asking about his day and doing anything to make him feel better when it’s a bad one? He’d find it hard to believe you’re doing so much for him without wanting anything in return.

When he starts getting more comfortable in the relationship he inches towards being sweeter and more open with you.

E-class finds it hard to believe when they first see it, cause it’s Karma out of all people?? Karma being affectionate??

Don’t get me started on Asano’s reaction to this, he from the bottom of his heart, thinks you’re being held hostage.

Most of Karmas “affection” is just making fun of people so when they see him being weirdly nice to you it’s creepy to them. Constant compliments and praise coming out of his mouth is something they didn’t think they’d live to see.

He can’t be serious for long periods of time and always finds a way to “ruin the moment”. For example you’ll hug him and Karma will hug back… for three seconds before he lifts you off the ground and spins you till too dizzy to walk. (He finds it funny to see you struggling.)

Ms.Vitch is tired of you both because you refuse to work with anyone else she sets you up with (since her class centers around assassination with seduction). Sure, the phrases she makes you all say are awkward no matter who you’re saying it to but you can’t bring yourself to work with your other classmates for that class! If you do work with someone else he’s so shady about it afterwards.

“Karma do you mind getting my bag for me?"

“Maybe ask Maehara since he’s so strong.”

“You know I only said that for the class!!"

Karasuma is also sick of you two getting side tracked, instead of sparring you two sword fight, instead of running a mile you somehow convince Karma to carry you on his back while he does all the running?! (he’s a show off.) Instead of doing pushups you sit on Karmas back as he does them. It gets to the point he makes you work on opposite sides of the field but you somehow end up getting together anyway within minutes. He’s starting to give up.

On the brighter side you’re together in all of Korosensei’s classes because he can’t bring himself to separate you two! He did once and you were so miserable he gave in. Even if Karma does give you the answers in exchange for a kiss (it’s really that easy.) Korosensei thought you might’ve died from heartbreak if he kept you apart longer.

It’s pretty hard to make him shy since he’s constantly being praised to the point his ego is up there. It happens in more quiet, private moments. Like if you’re at his house watching a movie and you’re moving closer together all of a sudden he’s looking at the roof and not the screen. He can’t let you see his face is beet red.

Another example is him seeing you in a pretty outfit and not being able to act right cause he’s flustered.

“Do I have something on my face?”

“No, you’re just, you’re- you you’re I like.”

“Come again?”

[catboybiologist]

hi hi! i'm not sure if this is helpful or anything but irt your post about libido with hrt i think i have a ??helpful maybe?? definitely different perspective lol. just identifiable health info that i'd rather share anonymously; i hope this is alright

context: i'm trans (agender) but not medically transitioning yet, however i'm intersex with my variation being almost entirely based on hormone levels and stuff. short version: my puberty originally started with higher levels of E and lower levels of T (but much higher than a cis+perisex woman would naturally have). i *was* able to have periods, but they were. yknow. not with anatomy that fully fit *either* binary sex. because of that i was forced on low levels of E + androgen blockers, it made me really sick, stopped taking them, am now having puberty 2.0: almost entirely T edition! second important bit of context: am acespec, although questioning now haha

in my experience, and i think i've seen others talk about this too, e-based libido came in a more emotional form i guess? like, not quite attraction, but definitely the level of horniness that would come with that. i could get *distracted* by arousal, because it was my brain wanting the stimulation, not necessarily my genitalia. however, i wan't very frequently aroused at all, and had very very low libido.

when i was put on e+androgen blockers, as previously mentioned, i got fairly sick. while medical access was a problem so i can't be 100% sure about any of this, it's assumed that the (non menstrual related) symptoms were due to having too low T, and extremely inconsistent E. during this time, my libido was all over the place. during times when my E was too low, I got super horny, and it was an even mix of mental and physical arousal. when my E was too high, i could not be less horny. any attempts to masturbate or have sex would make me nauseous.

now that my doctors have agreed to let me idk just. exist in a body that doesn't conform to their standards lol. i'm having functionally second puberty, which is based almost entirely in T. I think it would have been a more natural transition between the "2" puberties had it not been interrupted in the middle, because what my hormones have stabilized as is. not QUITE 50/50. but close ish. and with testosterone, my libido went WAY up. like, to the point where i've started feeling significantly more sexual attraction, and am thus questioning my asexuality. but it's almost entirely physical arousal, as in I can get hard and. without being too tmi in a stranger's inbox. orgasms physical now. were not before.

anyways this is a far too long-winded (sorry 😅) way of saying: i think you're 100% correct about low levels of hormones causing low libido, but in my experience high estrogen did actually make me less horny. however, i still was horny it was just a type of horniness that's harder to measure on doctor's charts i'd assume. high testosterone, meanwhile, did exactly what doctors said it would do haha. i'm not sure if this is helpful or relevant to you and am sorry for the ramble but. yeah :3 hope you have a nice day ^-^

I don't have much to add or comment, but as I adamantly say, all experiences are good experiences to note and have information about. I'm really sorry for the insane fuckery of the medical system you've been through, but I'm glad you're able to share your experiences and provide something positive.

I might have a bit to say later but I at least want to get your experience out there!

[pleasuresofsohodolls]

HEAVY AS LEATHER ִֶ ࣪˖

Basically Infected!Reader's Introduction !! I've been working on the character of the reader more and lowk actually like it now 🤞🏻

Warning(s) : Reader is 12 in this one since its the origin, I am very English I will get things about the American Education System wrong, Violence, Blood, Gore, Body Horror (?), Injuries, Person Called Jake, Mentions of Parents Fighting, Mild Language, Shitty Writing, Unedited But Will Be !

Uneasy, sick, any word under the umbrella was how you were feeling right now - and how you had felt the whole school day.

You were in history right now - a subject you actually quite enjoyed despite the shitty old teacher that taught it. She was genuinely such an old cow with her frizzy perm and too-big glasses.

Either way, you had just felt overall off today since you woke up.

You'd woken up earlier than usual - five in the morning despite not even having to leave the house until quarter past seven. You tried restlessly to fall asleep, and it wasn't until you dad's work alarm for six started buzzing that you gave up.

So you got up earlier than usual, and the only bonus to this was that you could use your mums super special face cream that she always hid from you (under the sink is not as good as a hiding place she thinks it is).

You said goodbye to your dad once you'd finished in the bathroom, giving him an awkward side hug due to the unresolved fight that had happen between your parents last night - one about you and your younger brother.

It was over some stupid shit, your mum complaining he spent too much time at work or with 'The Boys', and he was shouting back that he was allowed his own life away from his family.

Your brother was asleep during all of it, but you could barely sleep, only making the waking up so early aspect of your morning worse.

They did love each other and only got into the odd fight, but things were always so weird between the whole family for whatever reason for a day or two afterwards. But by day three, it was like a switch was flipped, and everything went back to normal. Odd.

By six thirty you had mad yourself some toast and butter, as well as some cereal for your brother since your mum would be waking the cute little six year old up soon, and sat on the sofa, flipping through the shitty morning TV shows until you just decided on the ever-lasting rerun of friends to wake yourself up with.

It's not like you hated your life or anything like that - if you weren't feeling so sick and tired you'd probably in less of a hater mood - but it's like you just knew something was wrong today, that something would happen.

By the time the bus had made it to your apartment complex, your brother was singing along to the Spongebob Squarepants theme tune and your mum was kissing your forehead goodbye, giving you a small grin before you began stepping down the cold stairwell.

You arrived at school at seven thirty on the dot, and everyone was talking. Literally everyone.

The second you walked in people were huddled around their phones, blocking half the lockers and chatting with wide eyes - and the other half were either doing their homework or grabbing a quick breakfast from the canteen - some soggy lucky charms no doubt.

That was when you heard something from one of the older kids : "Yeah, it's like some cannibal disease or something."

People were so gullible. As if anything like that could exist.

Yeah, totally.

First period has started at seven forty five and your class did independent work on reading 'The Outsiders' and planning on a whim of an essay. And instead of doing any of the work most people handing notes between themselves, and your friend passed you one reading : 'Seen the news ?'

The teacher just told you all to get on with it as she scrolled on her computer the whole lesson, squinting her glasses covered face at the screen as she mouthed the words from whatever it was she was reading - you managed to read the words 'Georgia' from her lips.

Second period was Maths, the worse, most made up thing in the world. But by this lesson you'd only felt more sick than this morning, as if your body was just waiting for something to happen.

The teacher was going over fractions, revisiting how to times and divide them, and most students just slept, something you were very tempted to join in on.

Just as you were a second away from the beautiful land of sleep - a noise came from the hallway. A crash, a bang, and then a yell, all one after the other. That most certainly woke people up.

The teacher paused, turning his head in the direction of the door as he pursed his lips, as if debating whether to go check it out, but overall ended up just carrying on with the lesson.

Third period wasn't too bad, you weren't necessarily the best at science but you were doing stuff on different cells and immune systems, how they work together to fight infections and bacteria, fairly interesting stuff.

It was a group project (you got to choose them, thank The Lord), but everyone seemed a little tense as you worked on the project. You and you friends were all going on about the finale of Season Five of Supernatural, and how sad you all were that it was the last ever episode of the show.

Then, you heard someone whisper to their friend : "Dude, did you hear? Some kid in another school attacked their French teacher. Bit her on the neck."

The teacher just slapped them along the head and told them to stop spreading rumours.

And now you're hear, in History, your weird sickness hadn't gotten worse since maths, which was probably a good thing, and you were learning about the Civil War. All exciting stuff.

But you couldn't focus for the life of you. Everyone was shuffling around on their desks, not so sneakily checking their phones under the table and muttering stuff over the teacher.

And the weirdest thing was, the cranky bitch didn't seem to care for once in her horrible old life, she just carried on yapping about Abraham Lincoln and how he helped in the war.

Your friend had just leant over to tell you something when a sudden loud bang could be heard echoing through the halls, followed by another scream - the second time today that had happened.

Mrs Hannigan quickly rushed to the door, slamming it shut with as much force her frail body could and pulled down the shutters, even going as far as to turn the light off.

"Stay quiet and just listen to me, no shuffling."

"What a weirdo," Your friend finally muttered something to you, causing you to smile at her words.

"So dramatic," You muttered back, immediately noticing the way Mrs Hannigan was glaring at the two of you.

By the time lunch rolled around the sick feeling in your stomach had dissipated, instead switched with an insane amount of hunger as you and three of your friends rushed to the queue for the meal of the day - chicken nuggets and mash potatoes, arguably the most delicious simple meal in the world, especially since the school makes sure there are no lumps in the mash at all, it's heaven.

"Jake won't stop going on about this video he saw of this guy going absolutely feral at these police officers, it's so annoying," Mary moaned as she got her tray loaded up by the smiley (most certainly deaf) dinner lady.

"Don't even, my dad was going on about it the whole drive here," Abby whined back grabbing a bottle of water from one of the shelves.

"Is that the thing people have been going on about today? People randomly attacking others?" You asked when your chicken nuggets got plated and the three of you could finally find the other people of your friend group in the cafeteria.

"Yeah! The trend started in like - China or somethin', I dunno," Abbey shrugged as she took a seat next to one of your other friends - Jane - and you and Mary sat opposite them, Mary next to Jake and you next to Leah.

"Sounds like some made up stories to me," Leah mumbled as she bit into her sandwich - she was ever the joyous one.

"I dunno, if I had the strength I'd probably batter some police officers too, sounds fun," You grin as you take a bite of your nugget, noticing Jake staring at you.

"Have you even seen the full video?" He asked, immediately reaching into his pockets to grab his phone and unlock it.

"Well fucking done," Mary groaned, stuffing a spoonful of mash into her mouth with her head in her other hand, as if she was trying to block her brain from Jake's existence.

Jake started to make a come hither motion with his hand as he looked down at the screen in front of him, attempting to set up the video, "C'mere," He told you, turning his head to you as you stood up and walked over to where he was, leaning over his shoulder to see his phone.

It was some birds-eye-view video of this guy quite literally going feral at these police officers, scratching and running and being over all crazy.

"Is he from the looney bin-"

"Shush," Jake replied, making sure your eyes stayed pierced to the screen. And that's when it happened - the police officers began shooting like mad and nothing happened to the guy, he continued thrashing and going mental until one of the police officers shot him in the head.

You laughed slightly and Mary joined in, looking at Jake in disbelief as the others watched you curiously.

"That's the video you've been yapping about all day?" Mary asked with a teasing grin, looking at him as if he'd just told the funniest joke ever.

"You're so gullible," You laughed, tumbling back over to your seat when Jake tripped you up, "Bitch."

Leah turned her attention to something behind her while Jane started talking, "What was the-" She began before getting cut off by a cry.

You all quickly turned your head to see Marie - a girl in your grade passed out on the floor with a cut in her forehead from where she had banged it on the table, and her food scattered all around her.

"Holy shit!" Jake exclaimed as the teachers began surrounding her, all of their expressions growing grim as they looked at something that seemed to be on her exposed leg.

Lunch was shortened, annoyingly enough. But the plus side was that you got home from school earlier, so you'd remember to bless Marie for that during Sunday Mass.

The girls' locker room was filled with the usual chaos you'd expect - shouting, laughing, the sound of metal locker doors slamming shut, music coming from who knows where, and perfume being sprayed without a care in the world of the average asthma bearer.

You were just tying your sneakers when Mary began complaining about how the uniforms absolutely stink, which was fair enough - all they did was get sweaty twice a week.

You kept to yourself as Jane made some joke about smelling like a boy - while Abby added on that maybe hanging out with Jake too much had her turning into one, which made you smile a bit.

By the time everyone had made it onto the field the atmosphere was just overall weird - but your sick feeling stayed away for whatever reason. Must've just had a bad dream you don't remember or something last night.

The teacher seemed tense, as if they didn't know what to even say to their regular class of twelve year olds, while you just listened to the others gossiping about the odd rumour as you sat in a circle with your friends, waiting for the class to actually begin.

You heard something about a fight happening in the hallway with some older kids, another thing about a science teacher being ushered to the nurse's office after a student had 'lost it', and something else about Marie having to go hospital - that was the only one you really believed.

You were about to contribute to the conversation about whether Sam or Dean was the hotter brother before you saw someone collapse by the bleachers - again?

"The fuck," You muttered to no one in particular as you watched a teacher jog over.

"Isn't that girl like- homeless? She probably hasn't had water in a week," Abby said, trying to make sense of another person fainting in the span of what wasn't even an hour.

"Don't think that's how it works," Leah replied with one of her patronising grins, causing the rest of you to laugh while you just stared at the scene at the bleachers, the other kids being made to walk back onto the field while the teacher checked on them, and that's when the girl lunged.

You hit Leah and Jane's arms since they were the ones next to you and pointed to the teacher, a gasp leaving your lips at the sight of the Gym Coaches arm.

"She bit her!" You heard someone shout as the blood trailed down the poor woman's arm, and the girl continued trying to attack her.

You heard the other teacher shouting at everyone, but every word went through one ear and out the other - the only reason you even stood up and ran back to the school building was because Leah had the heart to drag you by the arm and practically pull you like a ragdoll. Ever the sweetheart.

By the time one p.m. had rolled around the intercom was blaring, telling students to stay in their classrooms and for those who were currently in the halls to just find any room to hide in until 'everything was sorted out'.

You still had no idea what the fuck was happening - the halls were crowded by panicking kids, shouting and screaming and shoving.

"Shit, shit, shit," You heard Leah mutter to herself as she tried to navigate the two of you through the crowd, preferably towards your French class where the others should be.

It was then that someone tugged on your hair, dragging you back and out of Leah's grasp towards the ground - only to step over you. What a fucking bitch.

"Leah!" You shouted as you began standing up, but then you felt a pressure in your right wrist.

It was a crushing force that stunned you, the grip of this thing was strong and secure, surely enough to break a bone. Then you felt your skin split - tear. It's not a clean cut, and the pain is ragged and burning, your nerves screaming at you as your literal flesh is ripped away.

You let out a blood-curdling scream and begin hitting the thing with your left hand, bashing down over and over until you brain caught up with your eyes and realised it was a person doing this to you - someone that must've been just a year older than you with a jaw that's got the strength of an elephant.

By the time you manage to get the fucker off of you you're sobbing in pain, gripping onto your wrist as you scramble yourself up in the slowly emptying halls.

You begin running. You don't know where, you don't know why but your body just tells you to keep running until your safe, alone.

It's when you run past one of the English classrooms that you stop, because thank the fucking Lord it's empty.

You practically slam the door behind you as you turn the lock and shut the blinds, slamming the light off and sliding down the door with a cry as the adrenaline starts running thin and the pain in your right wrist is back full fire.

The pain is hot and searing, with a deep, raw sensation as if something is festering within the ever-so hideous wound. Like genuinely, it's hideous and bloody. The skin around the bite is inflamed and tender to the touch, and you can actually see your veins turning...purple.

You bite your lip as you attempt to roll your wrist, only to be met with sharp, electric jolts of pain shooting through your forearm, causing you to let out a yelp and to curl in on yourself.

Blood is pouring out fast. It's thick and dark, dripping down your arm and onto your other hand, all the way onto your legs and shorts. It's thick and runny too.

It's pulsing as if it has a heartbeat, as if it's stealing the life from your lungs. You're only capable of sitting there in shock as your body starts shaking, struggling to process what the fuck is going on, and that nausea from early is back in full spring, only ten times worse than it was this morning.

The last bell never rung.

The halls were now deafly quiet aside from the small groan here and there.

You just held your arm, waiting to turn into one of those, waiting to just die from blood loss or something.

But it never came.

And then you passed out.

Not from infection, nor because you were about to die.

But because you were still tired from waking up so early.

[snezus-christ-risen]

❄️ Agathario Holiday AU - Part 2 ❄️

Apologies in advance for the stuffed up spellings dominating 80% of the dialogue. 🙃 Agatha finally comes down with the cold Rio brought home on Christmas Eve, while Rio is still in the thick of it. Takes place after Christmas but before New Year’s Eve. Messiness and mildly NSFW throughout, but nothing super explicit.

These were supposed to be short little drabbles (this part was inspired by this prompt), but 3.7k words later, here we fucking are lol

Part 1

Part 3

“What are you doing out here?”

Her eyes had been open for a minute, but it wasn’t until Rio spoke that Agatha actually started waking up, tugged from her slumber by the familiarity of her voice. She peered up at her wife with faint recognition, then lifted her head from the cushion, wiping the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand as she scanned the dimly lit room. Confusion resettled over her gaze like disturbed dust returning to rest, dulling the sharp blue of her irises as she struggled to piece together her surroundings. Her trauma had conditioned her to wake up quickly when startled, so this sluggish return to consciousness was unusual and, quite frankly, a little concerning.

Her uncharacteristic tiredness throughout the day had been the first indication that she was succumbing to the cold Rio brought home on Christmas Eve. Agatha had spent most of last night in a distracted daze, even nodding off for a few seconds while reading bedtime stories with Nicky. Rio would have chalked it up to holiday exhaustion if not for how blunted her m’s and n’s sounded as she read him Goodnight Moon. There were also the poorly stifled sneezes Rio pretended not to hear as Agatha got ready for bed much earlier than usual. By the time Rio joined her under the covers she was snoring, which only ever happened when she couldn’t breathe comfortably through her nose. She tossed and turned all night while Rio lay beside her, partially aware of her struggle but too unconscious to do anything about it, thanks to the double shot of cold medicine she took before bed.

At some point during the night Agatha must have wandered into the living room, dragging one of the blankets out with her. Without the warmth of that extra blanket and her human furnace of a wife, Rio had woken up to her own teeth chattering. After an undefined period of time spent drowsily searching for Agatha under the covers, pillows, and the bed itself, she slapped herself out of her NyQuil-induced daze and expanded her search. She found the blanket abandoned halfway between the bedroom and the living room, along with a trail of crumpled tissues leading to the couch where Agatha was sleeping. Her eyes had flown open as soon as Rio touched her cheek (which, she noted, was warm, but not hot), but it seemed her mind was taking some time to catch up to her body.

“Aggie, why are you out here?” Rio asked again, this time with more volume, in case she simply hadn’t heard her the first time.

She regretted it almost immediately; her throat was still sore, and while she wasn’t really congested anymore, a sustained prickling sensation had settled into her nasal passages, making her feel as if she were perpetually one wrong breath away from sneezing. Rio knelt in front of the couch with a wince, then tilted her head, trying to get Agatha to meet her gaze. The latter peered back at her wearily before pushing herself into a semi-upright position.

“I could’t sleep…” Agatha sniffled, or tried to. The action seemed more reflexive than deliberate, and she grimaced when her sinuses squeaked in protest. “Ugh, I cad barely breathe.”

Her voice was tense and crackly, like a brittle rubber band stretched to the brink of snapping, like she could cry at any moment if she wasn’t careful. Agatha didn’t handle sickness well, and it didn’t help that she refused to take anything that might help her feel better, even natural remedies. Even something as simple as a head cold had the potential to wreak havoc on her emotions just as much as her body. And colds hit her body hard.

Rio pouted with sympathy as she trailed her fingers along the fabric of her pajama pants. They were so soft but so gaudy, bright green and emblazoned with little rabbits wearing Santa hats. Nicky had picked them out as a Christmas gift when Rio took him shopping. They weren’t exactly Agatha’s style, but he knew she loved rabbits and was pretty insistent — not that Rio needed much convincing. She was thrilled to see Agatha wearing them, even if it was just to humor her two favorite people.

“You caught my cold,” Rio observed guiltily, as Agatha scrubbed her nose a darker shade of red.

“I didn’t catch shit,” she said, awake enough now to be bitter. “You gave mbe your cold. Big differids.”

Okay, that was fair. Rio hadn’t been particularly concerned about keeping her germs to herself. To her credit, she did try with this particular virus — at first — but after three days of painfully botched stifles and the inconvenience of having to remember to lift her hands everytime she needed to cover a sneeze (only to get scolded for not using her elbow), sustaining her new habits became… well… unsustainable. And while Agatha complained loudly at every sudden, spraying outburst, they didn’t deter her from kissing her contagious wife on the lips at every opportunity. As far as Rio was concerned, they were both equally responsible for her current condition.

“It is the season of giving,” she said with a wink and a grin. “Why didn’t you...” Trailing off, she squinted, then scrunched up her nose as the tickly sensation in her nostrils crescendoed. “iHh’hh—hiihh! huhh’ASHHhu! ESHHhu!”

Speaking of sudden, spraying outbursts. Agatha didn’t complain about these, even as Rio directed them, uncovered, towards her lap — not on purpose, but because it happened to be right there in front of her. Rio wiped her nose languidly against her sleeve, then switched to her shirt collar, sniffling wetly as she used the fabric to blot the flow of congestion. Agatha peered down at her with a look of mild disgust, but there was a tenderness in her gaze that could not be denied.

“Bless you,” she said. “But more importantly, shut the fuck up.”

“Right.” Nicky. Rio wasn’t too worried — the boy slept like a rock, having been sleep trained on the sounds of city traffic and his moms forgetting to mind their volume while unwinding with a bottle or a blunt at the end of a taxing day — but Agatha had a tendency to be overprotective, and Rio knew better than to challenge it. “Sorry.”

She cleared the congestion with another forceful sniffle, much to Agatha’s obvious chagrin. She was always getting on her case about using a tissue to blow her nose instead of doing that, but there weren’t any within arm’s reach at the moment. Agatha watched her carefully, probably anticipating more sneezes — because usually there were — but Rio shook her head.

“Don’t worry, I think I’m done,” she said, circling back to her original question as Agatha raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Why didn’t you wake me if you couldn’t sleep?”

“Because you’re sick,” she said curtly, as if the question was asinine and she resented having to answer it. “You ndeed your sleep.”

“But I can’t sleep if you’re not next to me.”

Agatha scoffed, her dismissive response triggering a few sputtering coughs. Serves her right, Rio thought, even as she continued to stroke soothing circles against her legs. Her statement may have sounded melodramatic, but it was the truth; when Rio traveled for work, she slept like shit. The late nights, drinking too much at the networking events, and missing her family tremendously always trashed her immune system, leaving her vulnerable to any little bug she might encounter between the hotel, the airport, and the train ride home. Where, she wondered idly, did she catch this one? To whom did she owe her gratitude for this belated Christmas gift? She tried to recall which of her colleagues were symptomatic at the convention, but all she could focus on was the woman sitting in front of her. Her wife, looking like a disgruntled Rudolph three days after Christmas and trying so hard not to sniffle after that coughing fit. Aside from Nicky, Rio couldn’t imagine loving another person more.

“I cadt sleep wed you are ndext to be,” Agatha rasped, rubbing tenderly at her throat as a tear trickled down the curve of her cheek. She swiped it away with an aggravated huff before tossing her hair and sitting up straighter. “Your sdorig kept wakig be up.”

“You sure it wasn’t all this congestion?” Rio asked, keeping her tone even as she reached up to touch her face. “I can barely understand you.”

Dodging her hand, Agatha shot her a threatening glare — at least, it was probably meant to be threatening, but all Rio could focus on was the way her watering eyes twinkled in the light of the Christmas tree they had yet to take down. She rose from the floor to loom over Agatha, watching her expression shift, almost imperceptibly, from haughty to uncertain. This time she didn’t resist as Rio cupped her cheek, seeming almost relieved at the touch. Brushing her thumb lightly against the corner of her mouth, Rio smiled at the way Agatha swept her tongue across her lips. They were a little chapped, probably from spending most of the night breathing exclusively through her mouth. Rio could relate, having spent the last several nights sleeping the same way.

“Have you tried blowing your nose?”

“What kide of stupid ques—of course I tried, but this…” Agatha gestured towards her face, crinkling her nose. “…this isn’t budgi’g, I probbise you.”

“You haven’t tried since I woke you up,” Rio said matter-of-factly, grabbing the tissue box off the side table. It was suspiciously light, and without even looking inside Rio suddenly remembered she had used the last of the tissues last night and forgot to replace them. “Oops.”

“Yeah.”

“We’ve got more in the—”

Rio was prepared to head to the bedroom, where she knew there was a box on Agatha’s side, but stopped at the pressure of familiar fingers clutching hers. Biting her bottom lip, Rio dropped the tissue box and turned back towards Agatha, slowly easing one leg between her knees. Agatha gazed up at her, communicating with her eyes what she couldn’t bring herself to say out loud: Stay with me.

“Poor thing,” Rio crooned, raking her nails gently over her cheek and watching it flood with color. “You must be miserable.”

Agatha closed her eyes and scrunched up her nose, biting back a moan of discomfort. Even the gentle contact Rio was using seemed hard for her to tolerate. “Wh—h‘huh!—whose fault is that?” she asked, her breath wavering as Rio’s fingers ventured a little too close to her nose.

Rio withdrew her hand as soon as she realized what was happening. It hadn’t been her intention to set her off, but she would be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying watching it unfold. Agatha pressed her hand against her nose, her upper lip twitching as her breath hitched once, then twice in quick succession. She repeated this process a couple more times, stalling out after every third or fourth inhale, but no matter how many she took, she just couldn’t bring the sneeze to fruition. Eventually her breathing settled back into a normal rhythm, interspersed with little grunts of frustration as she rubbed at her nose. Laughing softly, Rio leaned in to plant soothing kisses along her jawline.

“You are definitely sick, babe,” she declared, as if there were any doubt. “Your poor nose… I didn’t even touch it and you—”

“Stop talking,” Agatha interjected, not speaking so much as breathing the words against her neck.

“Sick and sensitive,” Rio concluded with a smirk.

She gasped when Agatha tightened her grip around her wrist, as if she wasn’t expecting it — as if she hadn’t been specifically fishing for such a reaction. Before she could say anything else Agatha pulled her into her lap and into a kiss that literally took her breath away. Rio knew it was a diversion, a last-ditch effort to shut her up and distract her while she tried to regain control of the situation, but that didn’t stop her from enjoying herself. Straddling her waist, Rio returned the kiss, painfully aware of the tension coiling tighter and tighter between her legs. The realization that Agatha was probably going to sneeze soon — that she probably had to sneeze right now, pinned between her thighs, what little control she still possessed slipping away with every uneasy breath — was so exhilarating that Rio had a hard time not coming right then and there.

Biting the inside of her cheek, she started a mental stopwatch and forced herself to focus on the numbers. Along with the pain they were grounding, offering a decent enough distraction from quivering heat that threatened to overtake her body. Rio counted six seconds before a flurry of urgent breaths forced Agatha to abandon the kiss.

“h’hih… hehh’iHHhuh…” Squeezing her nose with one hand, she held onto Rio’s left thigh with the other, her claw-like grip tightening with each forcefully stifled sneeze. “ihh’KXt!-nKXt!-uhh… hh’KXTch!”

Rio could really hear, especially in the moan that followed, just how miserably congested Agatha was — and she probably just made it worse. Even when she made choices that amplified her own misery, it was hard not to feel sorry for her. Her stifled sneezes were uncomfortable at best, agonizing at worst, and if the desperate, unrestrained sneezes that inevitably came to finish the job were any indication, they rarely satisfied the itch on their own. Most of the time she didn’t even realize what she was doing to herself until Rio pointed it out, though rather than discourage the behavior, acknowledging it made her more likely to double down. And while sometimes she did hold them back out of spite — this was Agatha, after all — Rio had spent a lot of time studying her patterns, noticing how it happened more often under certain circumstances than others. Like if she was simply trying to keep quiet, of course, or on the phone where she felt more likely to get away with it, but also when she had a cold, or when she and Rio were upset with each other. It was like she was afraid to further broadcast her vulnerability in those moments when she knew it was already on full display.

Agatha shuddered with a soundless stifle that Rio might have missed had she not felt it reverberate through her own body. She started to bless her but Agatha shook her head, finding her range of motion limited when she tried to turn away. With Rio anchored to her lap, she had no choice but to tuck her head under her chin as she gasped, then twitched with a soft “hn’ktch!” In the same breath she choked two more sneezes into silence, her abdominal muscles clenching and relaxing against Rio in a way that made her own breath catch. Desperate for Agatha’s touch, she eagerly lapped up every twitch and flutter she could get down there. When Agatha released her nose with a shaky sigh, Rio bit back the impulse to bless her, afraid that speaking those particular words aloud would accelerate her unraveling.

“You’re not finished,” she said instead, watching Agatha as her red-rimmed nostrils flickered with need. “Can’t imagine why.”

It was an objective observation, delivered with a level of certainty and smugness that clearly rubbed Agatha the wrong way. Her next stifled sneeze felt like a rebellion, especially with how she chose to stubbornly maintain eye contact with Rio until the last possible second. As soon as she could take a breath without a sense of burning urgency she tried to shove Rio out of her lap, but the other woman resisted, clinging to her like a koala to a eucalyptus tree. When Rio felt her bristling from the lack of personal space she let up a bit, staying close enough to have a front row view of any future sneezes without being right on top of her.

“Babe, seriously? Just sneeze already.” She scrunched her own nose as it was steadily overtaken by what felt like static. “You’re making me miserable.”

“Well.” Agatha huffed. “Maybe if you weren’t so far up my ass, I — I’d be — h’huhh!”

She took what sounded like a promising breath, lifting her arm and eyebrows in hopeful anticipation. Fighting to keep her own nose in check, Rio watched Agatha linger on the cusp of sneezing for what felt like an hour. When she deflated with a growl what was really only a few seconds later, Rio took the opportunity to see to her own pressing needs. Letting her head tilt back, she rolled it gently from side to side as her breath hitched and hitched and hitched. Once her lungs had their fill she unleashed a flurry of sneezes between herself and Agatha, misting her arms — and presumably Agatha’s — with each desperate release.

“h’ATCHh’u!-oh, fuhh-ASHHhoo! ESHHh!-oo… h’ASHhhu! hiih-EHHt!—uhh… h’hiihh-hh? Oh…” Pressing her flaring nostrils against Agatha’s neck, she gasped before convulsing with a conclusive-sounding “ht’SCHHhiew!”

“Jesus Christ,” Agatha exclaimed, but she sounded more concerned than upset or disgusted. “Bless you.”

“Ugh, m’b sorry.”

Rio straightened up with a sloppy sniffle, then winced when she realized just how much of a mess she left on her wife’s collarbone. Pulling her sleeve up over the heel of her hand, she mopped it up before giving her own nose a few swipes. When she finally glanced at Agatha again she found her peering at her with a curious expression.

“… what?” Rio asked, freezing mid-wipe as Agatha squinted at her.

“Did you just steal mby sneezes?”

It took her a moment, in the lingering post-sneeze brain fog, to realize she was making a joke. Rio knew better than to laugh, but she could never help it with Agatha, and soon she was coughing and making the snot situation a hundred times worse. When the reflex finally released her lungs from its chokehold Rio resumed rubbing her nose and snuffling up dislodged congestion as Agatha cringed at the sound.

“Odely because you stole the blaygket,” Rio said, before nuzzling her neck with her still-running nose. “Ad by heart.”

“Gross,” Agatha said, rolling her eyes before pushing her gently, trying to get her to go somewhere, anywhere that wasn’t right on top of her. “Dote ever say that agaid. Id fact, try dot to say eddythi’g else udtil you blow that thig.”

“Look who's talking!” is what Rio wanted to say, but as shitty as she felt, she wasn’t in the mood to die tonight. Agatha still had so much cold ahead of her to get through and Rio wanted to be around for every second of it; she already decided she was calling off work for the rest of the week so she could spend it doting on her sick wife.

“Doe bore tissues,” is what Rio did say. She cast a rueful glance at the empty box on the floor, then flicked her gaze along the trail of used tissues that stretched down the hallway. “There’s a box id the bedroob.”

“Thed to the bedroomb we go,” Agatha announced. “Vábbadose.”

As soon as they stood up Rio pulled Agatha into a hug, for no other reason than she had missed her so much. Nevermind the fact that she returned from her trip days ago and spent every waking moment with her ever since — sometimes it just never felt like enough. Agatha seemed confused by the sudden show of affection, but it wasn’t long before she was sinking into her embrace with a heavy sigh. She was completely exhausted — Rio could perceive it with all of her senses. Picking up the blanket, she wrapped it around Agatha’s shoulders before pecking her on the lips.

“To the bedroom,” she echoed, ushering Agatha to go ahead while she picked up the discarded tissues.

On the way down the hall they stopped to peek in on Nicky, exchanging quiet looks of adoration at the sight of him sleeping with his new action figure tucked under his arm. Rio lingered a moment longer, then closed the door carefully before turning back to Agatha. As soon as Rio saw her holding her fist against her nose with a hazy but panicked expression, she knew that she was going to sneeze. Thinking quickly, she spooled some of the blanket around her hand before nudging Agatha’s aside. She didn’t resist as Rio folded a section of the blanket around her nose like a makeshift handkerchief.

“Go ahead,” Rio said softly, tracing the outline of her nose through the fabric with her thumb. “But let them out.”

Agatha shook her head weakly, but once her breath started hitching she seemed to realize how little choice she had in the matter. Rio noticed her glancing towards Nicky’s bedroom door as she fought to keep her eyes from closing. Taking her hand, Rio gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“He’ll be fine,” she said, but she walked them a few more steps down the hallway anyway, stopping only when Agatha started resisting. “If he wakes up, I’ll sit with him, just—”

“hD’ZSCHhhiuu!”

“Bless you, my love!” Rio exclaimed with quiet enthusiasm. “Now that was a good one. Keep going if you need to.”

Not that she needed her permission. It was rare for Agatha to stop at just one, even when she let them out, and from the looks of it, she wasn’t finished yet. Nevertheless, Rio gave her hand another squeeze, hoping to encourage her to keep letting them out. The blanket seemed to work well as a silencer, muffling the sound while still allowing her to sneeze more openly. Rio could feel the wet warmth of congestion seeping through the fabric after just one sneeze and imagined she had to feel better already, not having all of that mess solidly packed away in her sinuses.

“h’EHhh—oh…” This next one seemed to require a little more effort to get going. Rio waited patiently as Agatha took slow, coaxing breaths through parted lips, her brow furrowed with concentration. “hihhh… hh’HUHh… heh’TCHhhew! ah… iihh‘YSHHhhhhiew!”

“Salud, mi vida, salud!” Rio waited to see if there were anymore sneezes forthcoming before kissing her on the cheek. Her face was noticeably warmer, but something told her a fever wasn’t to blame. “Doesn’t that feel so much better?”

Agatha glared at her over the blanket. While she technically didn’t respond to the question, her silence felt affirmative. They both glanced at Nicky’s door, but everything was still and quiet. Grabbing a clean part of the blanket, Rio tugged on it like a leash and said “Come.” Agatha rolled her eyes, but followed her to the bedroom, keeping the blanket pressed to her nose until she could exchange it for some tissues. After several long, gurgling blows Rio thought might never end, she was finally able to speak without congestion thickening her words.

“We’ve got some laundry to do,” she sighed, eyeing Rio’s snotty shirt collar as she added the blanket to the overflowing basket.

“A problem for another day, my love,” she said, joining her in bed. “Dare I say… next year?”

Agatha stared at her for a long time before turning off the light, leaving Rio to smirk to herself in the dark.

[alevicke]

Hi there! Can you do the continuation on The Pregnancy from TADC? I'm curious what Jax would be during the process and to his kids, you can do one by one! I don't mind,just don't pressure and get creative! Stay hydrated and happy!

Jax x pregnant!reader

I’m just going to do the pregnancy in general for now because I’m hella exhausted lately I’m so sorry ;^; I’ll write soon about them with their kids though! Don’t worry ^^ I’m just super slow as well, sorry D: Also only Jax, because this took so long

First part of this:

NSFW headcanons would make this way too long so I didn’t include them D: They aren’t too different from normal NSFW HCs if I’m honest

TW: No beta-read! Sorry! Some slight NSFW HCs, petnames 

Jax

After the great news, Jax needed a few days to adjust to everything. He didn’t think this could be possible so he was… Panicking a bit whenever the conversation was raised.

As said, at the very beginning when you started having morning sickness, two things happen. Jax laughs at you and then throws up after seeing you do it. 

It takes him days to finally get used to the situation AND more to be useful for you because he would still feel nauseous seeing you in that situation and would often gag while trying to hold your hair

But hey, he’s… He’s trying his best…

You also feel a lot more tired than usual in this first period so Jax stays by your side a lot. He isn’t really the most useful but he’s around I guess. You don’t really do that much in the circus anyways

Also expect him to throw a tantrum if Caine dares to make any single adventure that is slightly physical. He won’t say he’s protecting you but he will complain in all ways possible that he can imagine to make Caine change the adventure or cancel it if there is even the minimum chance of hurting you in any way or shape.

For everyone it is pretty obvious that the reason he’s doing this is to protect you but no one dares to say a thing because if they do, he gets pissed off and makes everyone's life a living nightmare. You being pregnant ain’t stopping him from being the asshole everyone knows. 

Your mood was already starting to become a roller coaster so Jax started being a bit more careful after the first few times he upsetted you. He continues teasing you and joking but not as much as before because to be honest, he doesn’t want to deal with you mad at him at this important time of your relationship, Don’t blame him too much because he still upsets you a lot of times, he’s kinda awful controlling himself when it comes to jokes and teasing.

He doesn’t want to pressure you but he is worried when you start rejecting the food. Sure, you didn’t really need it. But deep down he was scared the baby could need it

But turns out you just started disliking a lot of the normal food there and started having some weird craves. That was definitely the thing he liked to annoy you with the most. You eating the most bizarre foods you could think of was amusing to him. 

You realized since the first week that Jax started sleeping and cuddling with you letting his hand rest on top of your tummy. He kinda does this unconsciously but likes to do it to feel closer to the baby.

For the first months you both decided to stay quiet about the news. Pregnancy has higher risk to go bad in the very first months and you kinda don’t want everyone talking about your relationship and pregnancy, but rather keep it private for both of you

This basically causes everyone to be confused by the sudden change in Jax’s behavior. No one understood why he was being so overprotective of you suddenly when he used to be the first one making you pranks.

By the third month you both already feel good enough to tell everyone the news and suddenly everything clicks. You were successful hiding it from everyone.

As the second trimester comes, your sickness starts to fade away which is a relief to both of you. Waking up a lot of mornings to throw up was kinda annoying for both. Worse to you of course. But Jax wasn’t a huge fan of standing half asleep next to you in the bathroom holding your hair while you puked the awful 3D looking peas from last night. 

Something Jax realizes way too fcking fast is that your breast grows and believe me, this motherfcker is going to celebrate it. He’s just testing if they are good enough for the baby he’ll say. He’s just sacrificing himself for the baby by burying his face against both of your boobs.. Yep, sweet nice protective dad and nothing else. 

By the fourth month your belly finally starts to grow. And so do some of your insecurities. 

And hear me out

Jax ain’t the best when it comes to talking about feelings. But he’s being 100% honest when he says he sees you as beautiful and hot as the first day. He ain’t joking. You won’t see his libido going down so you can trust his word. He’s as horny as the first day and won’t doubt a second to get between your legs if you’re up to it. 

But Jax also notices that you’re out of breath quicker and sometimes you feel dizzy so he’s always next to you to hold you and teasy you how he’s so handsome he makes you lose contact with reality and makes you dizzy. He won’t let you fall but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to annoy you, as always. 

You also start to feel the very first movements of the baby and Jax gets pissed off that you get to feel them but the baby NEVER moves when he’s touching your belly. 

“Hey, pipsqueaks? Daddy’s here, come on”. He’ll gently poke your belly but nah. Not working. But it’s still amusing to see him get jealous of something like that. 

By month 6, sometimes you have cramps which is your body preparing everything for the baby’s arrival. These are completely normal. But here is the thing. None of you have a medic to tell you this. And Caine has no information about pregnancies so both of you are on your own

And Jax is scared

Whenever he sees you complaining about the cramps he is internally panicking about you having the baby so soon or something going wrong. 

This fear continues for quite some time until the conversation appears with Ragatha. While she isn't a mother, she did know a bit about pregnancy and childbirth because she liked knowing that information in case she became a mother one day. She’s the one who tells you this is completely normal and unless something else comes with those cramps and they are painless, you’re both fine.

That doesn’t really calm Jax completely. He spends some nights looking at the ceiling in complete horror scared that something might happen to you and the baby. He often spends nights without sleeping worried about bringing a life to that world. But when he sees you next to him, those fears fade away. As long as you both are together, he is sure everything will be ok

As the third trimester arrives, things get more serious.Your belly is growing a lot and you both need to prepare for what’s coming. Jax seems to be a lot more nervous. He hides it pretty well for everyone else but you can notice he’s in constant panic worried something might happen and always checking on you by being by your side or around. Not that he’s controlling you, he’s checking that everything is going ok without actually saying it out loud. 

At this point, you have catched Jax several times during the night caressing your belly or softly murmuring to the baby. You know he can be an asshole when you point something out to him so you let him do it faking you’re asleep. This is probably the cutest thing you have ever seen Jax doing. You can feel in his voice how happy he is to be able to have a baby with you despite the initial panic. 

Caine helped you both to set a room for the baby, but Jax insisted for the baby to sleep in the same room as you both for at least the first days. He doesn’t like the idea of letting the baby alone even if your rooms are connected by one door. He barely sleeps so he likes the idea of being able to see the baby while being in bed and resting. 

The room is decorated in a kind of neutral theme because, being honest, neither of you know the sex of the baby and neither of you actually cares too much. As long as they are healthy it’ll be fine. You don’t even know if you’re having a baby, a bunny or whatever can come out in this digital world. 

Fun fact. You once had a bad cramp during dinner. Jax panicked and threw everything to the ground to prepare the table for you to have the fcking baby there. Everyone was in tears laughing but after Jax basically tied Gangle to a ball and threw her around the circus, no one really dared to make fun of him anymore  about that situation but you. Still, everyone considers it peak comedy to see Jax in panic throwing everything to the ground while Caine screamt about Bubble’s food being thrown. 

The last months Jax spends a lot of time cuddling with you with his head glued to your tummy. He smiles like an idiot whenever he feels the baby moving and talks to them even more often. 

“Hey Peepsqueak, time is running out, is time to get out of the bed”, “Tiny pea, excited to see your amazing daddy?”

You thought the pet names he used to use on you were silly and sometimes stupid, but damn, now hearing the ones he was using for the baby you consider yourself lucky to be honest. It was still adorable though! And funny. 

As the time for the birth was arriving, Jax became even more annoying to the rest. He was stressed and anxious and everyone could realize that. But he was also more demanding to Caine. Caine kept doing whatever Jax asked because it kept him distracted without annoying the rest of the circus and what he was asking for were not bad things.

He asked to decorate with you the baby’s room so he asked for a lot of plushies and stuff bunny related. I mean, you had no problem with it and it was suitable for a kid, all super adorable. So why not. And Caine thought the same and seeing you smile for the baby’s clothes was enough for him to be convinced so he spent a lot of days with you two creating clothes for the new member about to join the circus. Caine of course was so excited for something like that happening in his circus!

As your first cramps for childbirth started, you saw Jax look at you with eyes wide open.

This became too long and I’m kinda exhausted to do the childbirth here sorry !

Lil fic:

You laid down in the bed, tirelessly while softly yawning under Jax’s eyes. He was next to you with his head resting in his hand while looking at you. He knew you had one of those awful nights again. 

After 8 months of pregnancy, reaching the due date, your belly was already big enough to cause you problems sleeping. Your little one was also moving a lot of times so that didn’t help either. But it was fun for Jax to see the little kicks every now and then. His laugh didn’t make it worth it but it helped (a bit). He always had a dork smile, looking all silly and dreamy whenever you two were alone in the room hanging out till the time came. 

You already had everything prepared for the moment to come so you both just had to… Wait

Another sleepless night? - Jax questioned with his eyes locked on you. You knew he was worried, but his cheeky grin would fake anyone but you.

I’m afraid so. Our little one ain’t that small anymore. And he’s becoming really active lately

Yeah, no doubt he just wants to see his daddy already - he softly chuckled while putting his hand on your tummy. - Peepsqueak, when you coming out? 

You smiled as Jax talked to the belly, but his smile grew wider as he could feel the baby moving. 

I think they already have a favorite parent! - He looked at you with a mischievous smile, you knew he was teasing, but it worked every single time

Hey, no. Shut up. I’m the one carrying them. They just move because they want to kick you - you smiled proudly while he chuckled

He leaned closer to you and put the side of his head against your tummy. He closed his eyes peacefully in the embrace as you hugged him. He just wanted to cuddle with you.

So, are we going to name them Jack? 

Your expression was the only answer he needed while he chuckled.

[fandom-trash-xl]

If you're still doing headcanons I have a few ideas, no pressure though! Feel free to ignore: 1: How do you think Zarbon, Dodoria, and the Ginyu force would be as babysitters for Kuriza? I can totally see them all being goofy uncles (especially the ginyus I mean, come on, you can’t say that’s not cute) 2: Hoo boy, I live for angst. (Kind of playing off the Kuriza in danger headcanons) How do you think Frieza would handle him going missing (via being kidnapped or assassins or something) and

Not a problem at all! I'm always up for headcanons.

In terms of the original Z Frieza Force as babysitters, I feel like Kuriza babysitting ends up being one of those out of the blue side assignments that eventually most of the elites have to take on at one point or another. Basically, if Frieza needs to take on something last minute and needs someone to watch Kuriza, usually in the event of Berryblue's unavailability (she'd definitely be elsewhere in the Force fleet during the events of Namek, else she wouldn't make it Super), it falls on one of his most trusted associates to take a temporary non-combatant position for this high honor- he doesn't let just anyone manage his son.

I headcanon Zarbon and Dodoria as babysitters as being similar to Dude Dad's "If Toddlers had Bodyguards" videos. The Ginyus are definitely more of the fun uncles. Guldo could probably get some entertainment going with his time-freezing ability. The gig is often a group effort, all members of the force willing to pitch it. However, Jeice, Burter, Guldo, and Recoome almost never get tasked with a solo job. This is because, out of the whole Ginyu Force, Kuriza imprints the most on Captain Ginyu himself- it's mainly because of the horns; Frieza would be in his First Form during this period. Ginyu doesn't mind at all- in fact, he welcomes the title of honorary uncle.

Kuriza of course picks up a plethora of poses from Uncle Ginyu... somewhat to Frieza's dismay once he starts striking said poses obsessively. It was a long week before that phase died down.

If we have Kuriza around during Namek era, I headcanon that he stayed with King Cold during that arc. Frieza deemed it a bit risky to take him along to Namek; good foresight there.

Now that we've covered the fluff, let's dive into the angst shall we?

Kuriza going missing would definitely send Frieza into an anxious frenzy, often going sleepless until Kuriza is found, deploying search parties and recovery teams to seek him out. Of course, there's great motivation in the teams' search efforts- they'll not only be spared the emperor's wrath but the first to find him will be rewarded handsomely.

At one point, Kuriza briefly wanders off to explore out of boredom during one of Frieza's conquests... not knowing that his brief little roaming would result in a pack of troops being sent to hunt him down. Frieza gets worried sick. What if he had gotten lost? What if he had gotten hurt? Kuriza wishes his hand would be held a bit less when he gets older.

On an unfamiliar planet, where his dominion has yet to be established, Frieza is given justifiable reason to worry, as Kuriza being the heir practically paints a target on his head. Kidnapping for a ransom can be a risky move, as it's rare that Frieza will pay up... instead the kidnapper may pay him in their own blood. Plus, Kuriza has powerful ki attacks on his side, a pretty effective "stranger danger" whistle.

Assassins are a whole different matter; even an attempt is an act of high treason. I've actually used this concept in some older one-shots. Assassins are dealt with swiftly and often very bloodily, and since most conspirators stem from within a planet's government as a coup, the punishment is often more widely spread across the lands.

In the very dark event of the assassins proving successful, Frieza enters a state of utmost fury, rational thought switching off, and the coup planet is destroyed without a second thought, no matter what value was left on its surface... his mentality is overwhelmed by his emotional half; why should he care about what valuable resources this planet of traitors has to offer when they've taken his most valuable resource from him? After the initial heat, there is a depression soon to follow. Negligent parties are reprimanded accordingly yet he feels there's a pang of blame to be put on himself.

[egcalledgari]

okay ik I haven't been super active lately but thats for good reason! it was opening weekend of the show I'm stage managing for! and ohhh boy the whole thing went super well until today and I've already told my parents and my bestie abt this drama but im still blown away by how stupid it is so let me ramble for a minute okay?

Basically one of our leads showed up sick today, we made her wear a mask and made sure she knew that if she needed fresh air she had permission to go outside and to let us know if she was feeling worse.

it's about 15 minutes to the show starting and she's dizzy from standing, one of our directors was there before the show and asked a couple people (including myself) if they could fill in for her today because it was clear she could not do the show, after talking about it more she chose her best friend an ensemble member who had shown up to every rehearsal, was familiar with the blocking, and had run the lines with her enough times to know them pretty well. awesome! we have a fill in and our sick cast member can go home and recover for next weekend.

we delay the show by 5 minutes so the rest of the ensemble can redistribute the lines of the girl filling in. we start the show it goes super well! our fill in had permission to have a script in hand but she didn't use one she just knew the lines (she had literally 10 minutes to prepare, and I feel it's important to add that this is her first ever show. she has never been in a play until this production) she does perfectly!

we get to intermission and immediately a good friend of mine who is also apart of the ensemble comes to me to tell me that three of the remaining six ensemble members have been outwardly jealous and kind of rude because they werent picked to fill in and they think they could have done it better, my friend also let's me know that one of the ensemble has been trying to keep them in check, I tell my friend I will talk to the girls causing the problem after the show and before intermission ends I pull aside the girl who was trying to keep them in check just to thank her because I can't keep track of everyone all the time and I really appreciate her trying to keep things friendly!

we start act 2 there's some time between the start of act 2 and our leads entrance, in that time our lead tells me that the ensemble members that are being rude have actually been acting like this throughout the entire rehearsal period even saying in the leads presence that they should have gotten the lead role and they could do just as good. Great! this is worse than i thought.

we get halfway through act 2 I don't need to do anything backstage for the rest of the show so I step out to the greenroom to email our directors about this because I really think they need to address it when we get back to shows on Friday.

the show ends and I pull aside the girls who were talking like that and tell them hey it's okay to feel that way and talk about it among friends and family but that attitude has to leave the second you step foot in the theater because if we arent supporting eachother the whole show is going to fall apart. all three of them deny their behavior, whatever. i let them go get out of costume and I go to reset the stage, the friend who came to me about this initially comes to find me and let me know they are now bitching about me! i don't care. i can be the bad guy to them as long as the show runs smoothly but this just confirms to me that this needs to be addressed! so I send a quick followup email to the directors letting them know that after I addressed them directly about their behavior they denied it and then started acting like that towards me which just confirms that the directors need to talk to them because they aren't listening to me.

and then finally I get to go home! I'm disappointed in these girls honestly! they're young but they are old enough to know better. I did get a chance to clarify further with the youngest member of the group who is under 10 and her mom who just wanted to understand the situation better (her mom is a total sweetheart this wasn't a confrontational thing at all she just didn't want her kid upset about this all week) I really should have spoken to her individually because I know her well enough to know she likely didn't understand the tone she had especially given her age, she's still learning those things! but I think we got everything cleared up.

I really hope the directors adress this on Friday because wow for how small the crowd was it was a really eventful day and I am tired.

[tinyinvadr]

Wrote another one-shot in the Psychoborrower universe! Here we have another flashback one with Sibilia and Augustus as kids!

Snow Day

Another year, another attempt to get Mom and Mama to let me go out in the snow with Gus. It was already hard enough convincing them to let me go outside period, but they had a particular issue with snow.

“Sibi, borrowers don’t go out into the cold unless absolutely necessary. Our bodies don’t hold heat for as long as humans do. You could get sick.”

“I’ll wear extra layers! And Gus’ll be with me, so if I get too cold he can just bring me back inside! It’s not like we go super far anyway.”

Mama sighed, though she had the faintest smile. That was a good sign.

“Right. You have a very unique life compared to other borrower kids, and I’m glad all of us have been able to provide that for you. But… it does worry me sometimes. You could stand to be more cautious. The world is still a dangerous place for us at the end of the day.”

“I know… but we’re always careful, Mama. No one ever sees me! I’m invisible!”

For dramatic effect, I pulled the hood of my coat over my face.

Mom chuckled, pulling my hood down.

“Alright, alright. You’re lucky you’re adorable. Go ahead. Just don’t stay out too long, and please come back inside if you start to feel too cold, okay?”

I nodded excitedly, then ran off to grab an extra coat and tell Gus the good news.

“My Moms said yes! Let’s go!”

He picked me up and we ran outside. There was still a light snowfall, but it looked like it was going to stop soon. That was fine, though. We didn’t want the snow to be too deep.

After a few seconds, the freezing air fully set in, and I started to shiver.

“Wow… it’s colder than I thought it would be.”

“Oh, do you wanna go back inside, then?”

“Nope! I can handle it! Now let’s do… whatever it is kids do in the snow!”

Gus showed me the wide variety of fun things that can be done with frozen slushy water. We made people, animals, and buildings, all with snow, and decorated them with some twigs and rocks.

Our best creation was a snow fort, perfectly scaled so I could go inside, and I built furniture for it. Gus watched from outside the doorway as I worked, completely awestruck.

“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”

“Heh, I guess I picked up a thing or two watching my parents make stuff.”

“Wow… I wish I made the fort bigger so I could fit in there.”

He sighed. “Being tiny must be so cool. You can explore so many different places without even going far.”

“Huh… I never thought about it like that. I guess it doesn’t feel that special since I’ve always been small. I wish I could see some of the places humans go to, though. But Mama says it’s dangerous for us. She says other humans aren’t as nice as you and your parents.”

Gus went quiet for a minute, then suddenly spoke up.

“What if I hid you? Then I could take you out into the town without anyone seeing you.”

“I don’t know… What if something happens? And my Moms will be REAL mad at us if they find out.”

“We’ll be quick! You know, there’s a bakery that just opened nearby, and I heard they have cookies…”

Gus knew me too well. He knew I couldn’t say no to cookies.

After tucking me into his scarf, we headed out into town and went straight for the bakery. I knew we were there the moment the smell of fresh baked bread hit my nose. I peeked out, taking in the sights of all the treats on display. Gus walked over to the counter with all the cookies, and I immediately pointed out the gingerbread cookies. They were all decked out with icing and candy, and they came in a variety of fun and festive shapes. There were classic gingerbread men, trees, snowmen, and cute little birds.

We picked out a couple, and the baker packed them in a brown paper bag for us. Well, for Gus. I had to stay hidden, of course.

It did feel strange that I couldn’t interact with people aside from the Aquatos. Mom and Mama were used to being wary around humans, and I always did as I was told and hid from outsiders, but I wasn’t really afraid of them like they were. I was used to being around Gus and his parents, who were always very nice and were more than happy to share their resources with us. But according to my parents, our situation was rare. You can’t trust a human unless you’re 100% sure of their intentions.

Right as we left the bakery, I heard laughter and the sound of paper rustling.

“Hey! Give that back!”

“Only if you do a trick for it, circus boy!”

“Come on, do we have to do this today? Just give it back!”

I peeked out to see a bigger kid holding our bag of cookies out of reach. He laughed, pushing Gus away as he tried to snatch it back.

It seemed like Gus already knew this kid, and had to deal with him on more than one occasion. I had no idea he was being picked on. He never mentioned it to his parents, or even to me.

I hated that smug look on the boy’s face. Who did he think he was? Taking our cookies and mocking my friend, it was the sort of thing that made me wish I could fight back. I wanted to make him regret ever messing with Gus.

Then, the strangest thing happened.

It felt like a burst of energy coming straight from my brain, and before I knew it, I was sent flying back into the snow, taking Gus’ whole scarf with me. From there, I heard the muffled sound of the bully yelling out in pain.

“Ow! Hey! What did you do, you freak?!”

“I-I don’t know, I didn’t-”

“Just stay away from me!”

I heard him run off as fast as he could, trudging through the snow. After a second, Gus picked me up along with his scarf and the dropped bag of cookies.

“Did you do that, Sibi?”

“I think so. I’m not sure what it was or how I did it, I just got so angry… Why didn’t you tell anyone? I’m sure your parents could’ve helped.”

“It’s not a big deal. He’s just a jerk. But thanks for getting rid of him.”

“He has no right to treat you like that. No one does. Promise me you’ll tell me if someone bothers you again. Though, we should probably find a better solution that doesn’t involve me shooting people with my brain. That might get us in trouble, and I have no idea how to control it.”

He nodded. “You’re right. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything before. I guess I just didn’t want you to worry about me.”

“You’re my best friend. Of course I’m gonna worry about you. But that’s not a bad thing. You just… you mean a lot to me.”

It was at that moment that the cold really started to get to me, and I started to shiver again, my teeth chattering uncontrollably. Gus quickly bundled me back up in his scarf and headed straight home.

My parents did question us when we got back, but we kept things vague. They were a bit suspicious that something may have happened, but at least they seemed to be okay with me continuing to go outside as long as Gus was with me.

Unfortunately, the cookies got a bit smashed up after the bag fell on the ground, but they were still tasty nonetheless.

We spent the rest of the day relaxing indoors. I was still chilly from being out in the cold, so we drank some hot cocoa while huddled under a blanket.

It was moments like this that really made me wonder why there was such a divide between humans and borrowers. Gus wasn’t just my friend, he was someone I felt safe with. It was like I didn’t have to worry about all of the things that used to keep my parents up paranoid at night, because I had someone big enough to make those problems seem insignificant.

We were lucky to have the Aquatos in our lives. But I wished the bond that we had with them was more common. If only we could all see each other for what we were: people.

While I was lost in thought, Gus ended up falling asleep while still holding me. I couldn’t blame him. We were out in the snow for a decent amount of time. I let out a content sigh as I accepted my fate. His hand covered me like a blanket, and it was impossible to stay awake for much longer.

I shut my eyes, and just before I drifted off, I heard the Aquatos walk into the room.

“Aww, look at them, Lazlo. So sweet.”

“They’re good kids. Come on, let’s let them rest. They must be exhausted.”

As much as I wanted to explore the world, it was nice that I still had the comfort of knowing that I had the best home to go back to. No matter what happened, my family would be there for me.

[archmage-ansrit]

I had been pondering and debating whether or not to draw attention to this, since it all began during a time when there were being scams of people that don't even have pets asking for money using stolen pet pictures... but now it's not as important and I've had time to process it.

Warning for mentions of death.

November 2023 we lost one of our cats, and then on December it was the second anniversary of the death of our dog.

Both of them were amazing pets for a person that is so quick to feel drained as I am.

So, I feel like I should talk about them. Starting from the very beginning.

This is Lucky. Not particularly imaginative but he is! My brother found him as a kitten, abandoned in a local park; he was really concerned for the kitten, and took him with him. He took the kitten to the vet because there was something strange on one of the eyes - he has a tiny nick ON HIS EYE, but the vet managed to save the eye!

Mom wasn't super-thrilled, but the kitten endeared himself to her enough to keep.

Then, Thomas.

He 100% used to be a housecat. A coworker of my mom's found him in her backyard, limping a little - knowing we had taken in a cat already, she wondered if we wanted to take in another.

Yes. It helped a lot that this cat is gentle and well-behaved. A quick vet visit revealed the leg was just a bit swollen, probably from a bruise. By the second day he responded to the name we gave him, and when presented a collar, he stood still for us to put it on.

Vet calculated, approximately, he was like 4 or 5 years old already.

Then Blacky, the one that just passed last November. And her kittens.

That is Blacky, The Darling (the one with short hair) and Merida. Not included are Babe (I don't have pictures of her that won't make me Doxx myself), and a male kitten we only had for like 2 weeks before someone else adopted him.

My mom picked Blacky up with her kittens included. At first we thought Blacky was young herself, since she was so small.

We only had a little plate for food, so we worried it would be chaotic. The kittens were actually old enough for kibble, and maybe all of them would jump on the plate at the same time.

Kind of! Blacky actually waited for her kittens to eat - we refilled the plate for the kittens that had yet to eat, and only after we refilled the plate a second time did she begin to eat.

Blacky turned out to be older than we thought, probably 6 years, and had really bad teeth from a life in the street. She was easily angered, and distrustful of Thomas (probably because he is a larger cat), she allowed herself to be picked up only briefly, starting to hiss if we held her for too long. We eventually won her over, and she allowed herself to be handled for longer periods of time.

She became larger, as did her kittens. They were malnourished, but now they had food aplenty.

Then came Spot, the troublemaker.

He only has a single brushstroke of white on his head. Cried a lot, very nervous, but loving and cuddly.

Then, Trooper, our dog.

He was a housepet, no doubt. He could shake! He warned us when he needed to go outside.

Literally followed mom home one day.

Really chill dog. He probably was 6 years when we got him. His teeth were horrid. He didn't run or jump too much.

I loved him as much as I could.

Then, Otto.

He is more energetic than the others, and gets into the occasional fight with others.

Trooper would bark at them whenever that happened, helped get some order back.

Trooper was sick, though, we didn't know how much just yet. He loved getting bits of ham, and French fries, and he nuzzled so gently.

He had kidney problems, and even trying to get medications for him we weren't quite on time. He would have difficulty walking, and, in fact, that picture of him is from the last week he was willing to walk long distances.

The walks had been... I think as good for me as they were for him. I got to know more of my neighborhood. I got fresh air more often.

My phone, at the time, was pretty new, and this is the only picture I have of him on it. My mom has more. I used to be reluctant to take pictures, but something compelled me to take the picture.

He eventually would not even stand, and it was during the middle of Christmas break for the vet, so we had to hold on...

We got him to the vet, had him stay the night, but he got real bad over the night. He looked to be in such pain, we had to let him sleep.

And so we went forward.

2023 comes, and Blacky starts having trouble eating. She had lost several teeth because they had gone so bad they needed to be taken out, and now it seemed the last ones were giving her trouble. Feeding her was difficult, but we endured.

She spent more and more time in my room, as she would go there to avoid Spot and Otto's shenanigans. I leave my door closed because of them, so she understood it was a safe place.

She even got to let Thomas near her.

But even cleaning her teeth would not help her mouth issues, she was losing so much weight, so the difficult choice was made to have the rest taken out. It was a risk because she did NOT do well under the anesthesia the few times she had to have something done.

She came back, no longer any teeth left, but she ate her fill - she even got into dry kibble! She must have been so hungry...

But she, indeed, reacted poorly to the anesthesia. She stopped eating and drinking water regularly.

Oh, she held on to life with all she had. We tried getting her to the vet. She got an IV, medication for her kidneys (she was having a special diet for it, too, before she stopped eating).

She looked so much better! She was perhaps a bit grouchy over being held so long, but she needed warmth...

She held on with everything she had, tried to walk...

But in the end, she passed during the night.

Since I was taking care of her so much and so often, and she hung around my room all the time, my mom gave her my last name for the little memorial we got of her.

Financially, my mom took care of things, as she had been the one to take in the cats in the first place - I could not have done so myself. I can barely take care of myself, but with them, it helped me move in order to take care of them.

I feel like I should have done better, even though, realistically, there wasn't much I personally could have done without being a veterinarian.

Here is to pets. They love us as we love them, and some times, the have to leave sooner than expected.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

Hi April!! ^-^/🎫 <- is for you

~ @botanists-little-cookie

Okay, I've held onto this for a while but I'm gonna finally gush about Zayne hehe :3 I honestly don't even know where to start since my brain's usually just !!! a lot when I think about him.

Like everyone usually sees him as cold or stoic, but he has such a teasing, playful side too. It's a lot more subtle (and honestly kind of sarcastic) but it's there. And he seems to go along with a lot of the mc's antics if they're harmless (like the mc told him to talk to a plushie and he did and in the secret fairytale card they had like a little roleplay session lol) -- and also teasing her for thinking that he mostly hung out at museums by bringing it up again playfully and all that

But he's like the sweetest ever?? All super gentlemanly and caring and just <333 (like I don't have it unlocked yet bc it requires affinity level 70 but there's something of him helping the mc with dealing with her period cramps and whatnot and he's so caring about it and <333)

It's so obvious (to me at least) just how much he cares about me (gonna start saying that instead of the mc bc my s/I is technically not her) but like helping me fall asleep, taking care of me if I'm ever feeling sick or stressed out just <333 he'd also be the type to do good morning/goodnight texts if he's able (aka not in surgery at the time) especially if he knows that I like it

(exhibit a :3)

(exhibit b ^^)

Also the way he works me into his schedule - like with the new memory and all that "when would we be able to meet up again" and he literally pulls his phone out that second to check his schedule and say that he's free next Sunday - like he's so eager to see me again and it's just the cutest (also that last line before the kiss scene kills me - "if I'm able to see you Sunday, I'll start getting excited Thursday." like aaaaaa that's so cute

(like look he literally pulled the phone out so quick to check his schedule <3)

And his voice is so soft and lovely when it comes to me (not to say I don't like the cooler, more stoic tone either but the softer whispers kill me) and I love that you can save your favorite lines to relisten to bc I have so many that are literally because of how soft he is or because he's laughing in the audio and it's butterflies every time <333

Also he's so pretty like it's unfair at times. I have so many screenshots of this man bc I just can't help it and he makes me feral I swear (like the medical rescue memory all I could think about was biting him like help me) and I seriously get so giggly and giddy over him, it's silly (he'd find it cute though… hehe)

Might do a picture dump just because!!

Like aaaa!!! he's so pretty!!!

(to the left - the medical rescue one i mentioned aka i wanna bite him | to the right - the new card absolutely KO-ing me with this!!!)

And like I didn't touch on the Myths stuff (the Foreseer thing) but that lore is so angsty and everything - it honestly will deserve its own post once I get all the cards necessary to go through the entire thing - all I know is I'm going to think of it every time I think about jasmines and all that

Anyways I think it's evident I just adore him so yeah :D And i give you a cookie if you read all of that hehe

[weed-ols]

Reviewing Every UKISS Release: By Unpopular Demand ~ CONTI UKISS

Welcome aboard this hell ride, Kiseop! You're not getting off until 2019, and even then you're never really gone before throwing yourself back into the fray in 2022! You're here for forever now!

The hard and pitiful struggle era is over, they've discarded the good and cute boy image, and are now into their edgy woman-hating bad boy period because that's actually what was kind of in at the time. Gone are the perms, bowties, and sweatervests, and enter confidence-bestowing guyliner, entire bottles of hairspray to hold their aggressive sideparts, and attempts to look brooding

CONTI UKISS - 3rd Mini Album | 2009.11.06

So I don't remember when this dropped, but I do remember that I started listening to them shortly after they released this. Now, I wasn't too young to be on the internet, but too young to find browsing forums interesting, however I do remember my sister and brother both being into them, and their friends at school too. I think if you go check some old LiveJournal pages, this is around the time they really started popping off.

Kiseop is now in because NH thought having another flower boy would help boost their popularity, and you know, in typical NH fashion, they give him like 2 seconds of singing, and tell him his job is just to dance and look pretty. My gosh, did he ever look pretty, so pretty that even little almost-a-tweenie me picked him out to be my new delusional celebrity crush. Who needs lines when you look that pretty? Mind you, I still was very normal about them at this time. I liked ManManHaNi, but I didn't love it to the point of being not-normal about them. That happened around 0330, if you care.

We're also now entering the Quintessential UKISS Sound™ era, which is really just what a lot of pop music at this time sounded like - lots of stylistic autotune, the heavy dance beats, lyrics all about partying and/or angry love songs. This entire mini album basically encapsulates that late 2009-early 2010 pop sound, and I love that for them.

ManManHaNi, as we know, saved their careers not once, but twice, and will probably continue to be their lifeline until we all turn to dust, and maybe even after that. So yeah, I have a very love-hate relationship with this song because I'm very grateful that it was their big break and memorable enough to keep them around for so long, but like I'm also just really sick of hearing it.

Intro | YouTube Music 6.2k | Spotify 5.6k

Even though it has that autotune sound, it still sounds out of place because of how lowkey the music is lol

"shawty" #2

"Shake ya booty left and right" great one liner by Xander

Very well balanced intro, it actually does feel like a more-than-two-person collaborative effort between Soohyun, Kevin, Xander, Eli, and I think Kiseop who gets to whisper-sing "shake shake shake it shake it"

It could be Kibum, but I'm 99% sure it's Kiseop from how soft the voice is

Is this the precursor to Rock Ya' Body?

7.5/10 I liked it, but it's not a wowing banger like Pump Pump or On Fire.

ManManHaNi (Audio) | YouTube Music 12M | Spotify 1.38M

If I'm being honest, I don't even think it's possible for me to give much of a coherent opinion on this

Like I said before, I'm always a little happy to hear MMHN because you know, it made my boys famous and saved their careers, but like I'm also super sick of this song

Deadass this is on none of my playlists other than my Complete UKISS Discography one because it has to be

Okay I have the JP version on a couple, but that's because I actually bought their 2016 compilation album, and I'm sure as hell gonna get my money's worth of it

The opening evokes some visceral feeling I can't quite name

"Bad girl", "crazy girl", what have women done to you boys??!?

Also lol things UKISS have called me in one song - baby girl, bad girl, crazy girl, yeougateun/foxy girl

Since I basically never listen to the plain audio of MMHN, and usually only hear it when I watch their live shows and whatever, I was actually expecting to hear Hoon for the third verse, so imagine my surprise when I hear Kibum

"Love's final round" such an iconic line, thank you, Soohyun

The random cat noise during Eli's rap always takes me out

"You make me pissed off!" literally pops into my head randomly all the time, Eli's one liners never disappoint

I guess it's the 4th verse, but yeah the verse right after Eli's rap is sooo cursed

Someone on Twitter did a compilation of it a while ago, and there's like 6 different versions of it

I do like it though, the rhyming is cute, and Dongho, Kiseop, and Kibum do all have vaguely similar voices - soft and weak-sounding

Both of Xander's rap verses are also uniquely cursed, courtesy of that same Twitter user, there's like 6-7 different people who've done it

Anyway, standard "UKISS break up song where they also kinda hate women but lowkey also still sound a little in love" song

Unsurprisingly, a Soohyun and Kevin duet with features by Eli and Xander, and a featuring feature of Kibum, and Dongho and Kiseop were there

For real, how do you put a guy into a group and then only give him one word for his debut

Uh 7.25/10 I don't actually know because I don't even think I can fake an objective rating for this. It's a catchy and fun aggressive dance song, I don't know what else to say. The autotune makes it difficult for Soohyun and Kevin to have these standout vocal moments, and they obviously sound great, the rapping is kinda cringe but also kinda iconic, people were present, I don't know I've heard this song a million times against my will.

ManManHaNi (MV) | Official MV 1.1M | Fan Upload 1.8M

Why was the official one only uploaded 2 years ago?

I actually don't remember if we all just watched the fan upload or if there was another official MV because I haven't watched this at all in like 10 years

Love that official MV only goes up to 720p give us low budget please

And the 720p is giving 360p, perhaps a very generous 480p look

Was this shot on the same famous expensive camera they used for Shut Up!!

We've also abandoned having a plot for this MV it's just them dancing and trying to look hot (or in Kiseop's case, just actually being hot)

The stupid blurry-to-focus shots are sending me

Oh these outfits are legendary, peak 2009 bad boy looks with unnecessary bondage gear, hair so styled they could survive a typhoon, pasty your-lips-but-actually-too-cool-toned lipstick, and guyliner so thick that raccoons are jealous

The pants, the boots, it was hot it was fresh it was 2009

This is such a dramatic hairstyle, and I like the colour

This was actually so chic for the time though - the super long bangs covering one eye, the streaks, so 2009

Kiseop, looking amazing as always in the back with the quintessential bad boy flower boy hair

And Soohyun with a very standard 2009 male idol hair, but a little edgier

Blond is not Eli's colour, I'm sorry but I hate that they made him blond so much from 2009-2013 because I think he looks best with dark hair, or that red hair from PaNiC!

And I'm also not a fan of the hairstyle he had from 2009-2010, he looks best with it styled away from his face because then his eyes get emphasized

Xander is rocking a tall wannabe-slightly-off-centre pompadour

Dongho has what I've seen described as a 'baby bonfire' (and it's even red!!!)

I'm gonna go off on a rant real quick, but I actually hate Full Blondie!Kevin so much

I don't know what it is, but he's only had one full blond look that I didn't hate when they did the Love On U MV

I hate his blond hair in MMHN, I hated it Alone, I'm not counting the blond/caramel highlights from 2014~2015, and I hate his blond hair right now

Something about it makes me react like an aggressive possum

It washes him out a lot, especially if the colour is super light like in MMHN, and the lipstick (or lack thereof) isn't really doing him any favours

At least this blond look is styled to not show off the hairline because speaking as someone with a similar skin tone and large forehead, blond roots make us look like we're balding

Moving on, the shoulder dance is so iconic

The heel bouncing, the 'ripping my heart out of my chest and throwing it away' choreo, legendary I tell you

This is such a funny shot and I think it's because the lipstick is making him look like sick Victorian child

The random shots of Kevin in the car are killing me like why is it yellow? Could NH not get like a cool red car, a sleek black car, or what?

He's not even driving what are you doing where are you going

I like his silver jacket though I wouldn't wear it, but I like it

Also, Kevin's heavily styled hair just flapping around while they dance because it's so long, but also not even losing its shape is great

Oh, I really unironically love these outfits I'm a sucker for suits/suit-adjacent looks

Kevin's sparkly blue dress shirt is great, and the sublte blue details everyone has

Eli and goofy hats, almost as iconic as Eli and terrible one-liners

Isn't this the same alley set they used when they filmed Quit Playing? It also kinda looks like Love On U too

Love that the direction here is clearly 'look brooding'

Kibum posed the hell outta that shot, good for him

Can't make out their expressions, but Xander and Kiseop look like they're serving something

Soohyun and Kevin are making me laugh, as always like why are you both trying to look cool by the wall

I love Kibum's random scarf so much like you don't understand

It's so random, so out of place, and he's working the hell out of it to look brooding and cool

And so with the fashion zeitgeist at the time we were really accessorizing everything with anything just because we could

"YEOUGATEUN GIRL" you will always be famous

More peak emo bad boy flower boy idol shots

I love how this MV is also clearly low budget too, but feels less cheap than its predecessors just because they spent all the budget on clothes, hairstyling tools, Kibum's scarf, and the car they only used for like 3 shots

There's about 3-4 sets used here - the warehouse set where they shot most of the group dance, did some solo shots against the white brick wall, and probably the car scene too; the wood panel room where they did the other solo shots, the white backdrop for the rest of the group dance, and they narrow alley that I think actually might just be a part of the warehouse set

7.25/10 There's not as much to make fun of compared to the other two, and not as much to cringe at. Yes I cringed at Blond!Kevin, but that's personal beef and not an actual sin, and honestly, it just feels like such a 2009 boy group MV. No plot, just dancing and solo shots where they attempt to smoulder with varying degrees of success

ManManHaNi (Stages) | Highest viewed stage 772k Music Core

Like the MV, I don't think I've watched any of their music stages for MMHN in years (not including the MMTG stage, and concert stages, obviously)

So I tried to find the earliest stage of this, and what I got was an Inkigayo one dated 091108, so let's do that one first then the HD MuCore one

Firstly, this choreo was made for Dongho, like he's so effortlessly arrogant it's amazing

Secondly, I love the opening choreo of them just kind of rolling their necks and fixing their clothes it's so fitting

It's only 480p, but bear with me. Love 5/7 of these outfits I'm a huge fan of the military-esque top, and tell those don't look like something a boy group would wear nowadays

I like the weird culotte-cut pants because this is the transition era between baggy 2000s pants to the skintight look of the 2010s

Thank you stylists for giving the right people the sleeveless tops

It's all sooooo late 2000s bad boy - the black/gold colour scheme, the random embellishments like they were just attacked by a craft store, the dramatic visual kei-inspired hair, the gloves, the boots, the thick guyliner, I love it

Unfortunately, they still have those pasty lips :/

That part is so aggressive it's so 2009 that was trendy

Love love love his jacket it's absolutely gorgeous, and I bet they blew the entire comeback budget on it

The camera dude zooming in on Kibum every time they do the MMHN bit before quickly zooming out is sending me

I like his top too - less embellished than Kevin's but still a very stylish military tunic

I like the less blond look, but still don't love it. I'm also kinda torn on whether I like his outfit or not since I love the epaulette and chains, but I'm not a fan of the vest

Same thing with Kiseop I like the aiguillette and gold lining, but I think the cut of the top is just bland

Xander's is borderline because it's so overly-embellished that it compensates for the simple top

Why do they all look mildly frightened here

Also, I think Xander and Kibum are both wearing some kind of weird black/gold cloth around their waist? Or maybe it's from their tops? I don't know but it's flapping around

Not the camera pulling away when Xander does his fox sign why do you hate me

Kevin is particularly committed to this shoulder shimmy of MMHN like it's not that the others are slacking, but he's just doing it super aggressively

It's definitely live, you hear Soohyun and Kevin loud and clear, the rapping was live, Kiseop and Kibum were quiet but live, and the only part I think was lipsynced/had a super loud backing track was Dongho's bit but that's like a single word

On to the MuCore one so I can actually judge the dancing a bit more and see perhaps more than 8 pixels

It's not important but I like the starting shot on the disco ball

The bondage outfits!!!!

Dongho's slightly off-the-shoulder jacket is such a good design choice like I don't know if they tailored it to do that, or taped/pinned it or what, but it emphasizes the shoulder shimmies soooo well

I don't know what they did to Eli's hair I don't think his bleach would've washed out to that colour so quickly, and it's just such a weird colour

Actually love the "grabbing my heart and throwing it away" choreo

You can see who has good back flexibility and who doesn't lol

I'm surprised Eli didn't go lower because he's crazy flexible in his back as we saw in We Are Dating; not surprised about Kevin we know he can fold himself into a suitcase; Kiseop's pretty good from what I can see, not surprised about Dongho, Kibum, and Xander

Actually maybe Eli just didn't go low because he's not as committed to the bit as Kevin and Kiseop

Okay, I'll be fair it's equal parts flexibility and core strength, and I'm still not surprised by who's uber committed

ELI WHAT ARE YOU WEARING

Also oh my god his eyes are huge here

Dongho, Kiseop, and Kevin all serving face here, good for them

Tell me this choreo wasn't made for Dongho he's absolutely killing it

Soohyun looks a little pained

I know they need a wide stance for the heel bounces, but can we talk about how wide Kibum is? Love that for him

Another one of my favourite bits of MMHN

Circle formations in dances are always fun to do and interesting to watch

Kevin wags his finger a lot it's pretty funny

"YEOUGATEUN GIRL" come on camera guy just zoom in on xander for his moment

Looks like Soohyun's about to shove Dongho aside

And an unflattering mid-transition shot of Kevin

Camera guy is struggling to pick who to zoom in on for the final chorus

You know, I felt like I knew the MMHN dance from all those concerts and shows, but it turns out there's chunks of choreo they've simplified or just straight up discarded over the years

There's a whole bit with all the non-Soohyun members after Xander's last rap where they're just doing a bunch of dancing I've never seen before?

Again, footwork isn't super complex, but there's a lot of formation changing, a lot of entering/exiting circles and back into a line

When they do the leaning circle thing when Soohyun's singing "ddeo-olla", that actually requires a lot of core, glutes, and lower back work

The shoulder shimmies during the chorus would need a lot of core muscles too because their alignments are all fairly straight (or at least it should be)

It's also so weird to see them attack the choreo with so much aggression, like yeah they usually commit to MMHN choreo anyway, but there's just that extra snap they had for the music stages

Guess performing it a couple hundred times a year sucked the fun out of it, huh?

But overall, lots of improvement from Talk To Me

Kevin and Kiseop still stand out as the best dancers with the most committment and ease of movement

Dongho is another standout, mostly due to how well-suited he is to the choreography, and by this point he was a pretty competent dancer

Soohyun is a bit harder to tell because he has less dancing parts, but he's never disappointed me

Xander, Eli, and Kibum all blend in well, which again, is a virtue in group dancing

They all look so confident and comfortable on stage, and they're all much better at working the camera, it's kinda crazy to see how much they improved from Not Young

Singing here is live too, clearer than the Inkigayo one, though that might just be a mic/video quality thing

7.75/10 enjoyable to watch, no back pains from cringing, and they're committed to the concept.

Just as a bonus, here's some more costumes they wore while promoting MMHN because I think that's the most important part of a comeback lol

Love the jacket colour it's so pretty

And the tight pants so with the times

Not the recurring trash bag material

But the all-black look is so bad boy

Not the suit tops paired with the golden trash pants

There's a lot going on with those jackets

Peak 'attacked by a Michaels before the music show' look

The random feathers, ruffles, embroidery for god knows who, chains galore, the randomly recurring houndstooth pattern, fringes because why not, I love it

OK! | YouTube Music 368k | Spotify 29k

I actually do like this song, like unironically it's on some of my regular playlists

This is a Kevin song featuring Soohyun, Xander, Eli, Dongho, and Kibum + 4 words from Kiseop, bless his heart

NH really hired him for his looks and gave him nothing

Never bothered to look up the lyrics until now, so I thought it was just a dance song, but I was wrong

Rare anti-simp song that also isn't anti-woman, truly impressive for the time

It's basically just them going "oh I was such a stupid doormat who let my girl walk all over me but now I freed myself and I'm sexy free and single and out to party"

Also an ongoing theme of being like a beggar to this girl

Normally, especially after looking at the lyrics, I would advocate for this to be a Soohyun-centric song because his voice has that bitterness that suits the concept

But I think with the brighter music and the self-deprecating lyrics, Kevin's sweet voice really does suit this better

Like he really does give the right balance of bitter remorse and optimism

Kevin and Kiseop splitting lines is so very dear to my heart

Even though the autotune kills some of this, I've always felt that their voices complement each other very well

Keep a pin in that because I'll be coming back to harp on this later many many times

No funny Eli one liners, but we got some great ones from Dongho and Xander

"I can go to club again" Yeah it makes sense with other half of the line being guilt-free, but something about the way Dongho says this is sooo funny

"I don't love you no more it's time to gotta go" Thank you, Xander

Also, this song talks about getting drunk at the club, and how many of them could even drink at this time? Weren't you guys just at the Mickey Mouse Club?

7.75/10 The autotune, while a stylistic choice I understand, really dampens their voices, but overall I really like this song - it's fun, catchy, bright, and with some silly one liners, which is all I could really ask for

So, I actually have two fun facts for today because the first is really short, and the second is less fun and not even that unknown, just kind of fascinating.

Around this time, I think either during or right after their MMHN promotions (not sure, but definitely in this timeframe because Kevin still has that cursed blond hair), Kiseop was in a variety show about ulzzangs. They bring in Soohyun as a guest for an episode, and they're supposed to try to shock each other by exposing secrets, and Soohyun just loudly and semi-proudly declares that Kiseop and Kevin borrowed his laptop, and when he got it back, he found porn.

And Kiseop, my boy Kiseop, just goes "yeah that's true", and I want you to keep a pin in that because it'll come up again next album.

The next not-so-fun fact is oh my god they've done so many different versions of MMHN. They have the original Korean version, the Japanese version, a blended Korean-Japanese version, and then all the different lineups. What I've learned from collating this information is MMHN requires just two people to work, and here are the lineups I'm aware of:

Xander, Soohyun, Kibum, Eli, Kevin, Dongho, Kiseop | 2009-2010

Soohyun, Eli, Kevin, Dongho, Kiseop, AJ, Hoon | 2011-2013

Soohyun, Eli, Kevin, Dongho, Kiseop, Hoon | 2012

Soohyun, Eli, Kevin, Kiseop, Hoon, AJ | 2013-2014

Soohyun, Eli, Kevin, Kiseop, Hoon | 2014

Soohyun, Eli, Kevin, Kiseop, Hoon, Jun | 2014-2017

Soohyun, Eli, Kiseop, Hoon, Jun | 2017

Eli, Kiseop, Hoon, Jun | 2018

Soohyun, Kevin | 2020

Soohyun, Hoon | 2021 (I don't know if there's a full version of it)

Soohyun, Hoon, Kiseop | 2023

Soohyun, Hoon, Kiseop, Eli, Xander, AJ/Siyoon | 2023

Soohyun, Hoon, Kiseop, Xander, Siyoon | 2023

Soohyun, Hoon, Kiseop, Eli, Xander | 2023

Why the hell is their lineup so unstable? It's like once a few years pass, they have to change lineups. Also, insane that Soohyun has only not been in one version, and Hoon has only missed one since joining.

Oh, well I guess the real fun fact is that they've had 3 songs where all 10 have performed it at some point - Not Young, MMHN, and Without You, hilariously.

So we're closing off their rookie era now, and into...actually, I'm not sure what to call 2010 as. Their success years? Don't really know, but I'm excited we're coming up on Bran New Kiss where I have a whole essay prepared on the vocal line because I think they're absolutely fascinating.

UKISS Era - Cringe Rookies - Complete!

[novelmonger]

Star Wars: Battlefront II - I actually didn't play this game as much as I expected to when we first got it, at least not in terms of multiplayer. I mostly just played the campaign where you hear the story of the Clone Wars and the rise of the Empire from the perspective of a clone trooper. I'm pretty sure that was my first exposure to anything to do with clones outside of the movies, and at the time I thought it was super compelling and original. I can't really remember any of the guy's story itself, mostly just the vibes.

The Witness - This is an intriguing puzzle game where you explore an island and figure out how to solve a series of puzzles without any sort of instructions, just using logic and trial and error. When you can figure the puzzles out on your own, you feel really smart. When you can't, though.... ^^' In that way, as well as it all taking place on an island in the middle of nowhere, this game reminded me very strongly of Myst. In fact, because there's not really any story to the game, I pretended I was a young D'ni who had been sent to a Training Age before I'd be allowed to start writing my own Age for the first time. I really liked this game, and played all the way to the end, but the major downside is that it triggered my motion sickness in a bad way >_< Even after fiddling with various settings, sitting as far away from the screen as possible, and trying to get into the habit of looking away from the screen periodically, I could often only play for half an hour at a time before I'd feel like I needed to lie down and try not to hurl. I'm not sure what exactly it is about the game that did this to me, but according to my research, it's not just me.

Shardlight - Not surprised no one's played this. It's a rather obscure indie adventure game set in a post-apocalyptic world where the remaining survivors of World War III suffer the effects of uranium poisoning in the form of a sickness called Green Lung. The only known cure has to be administered periodically, but only the rich can afford it, so those who can't purchase it can get tickets for a lottery that gives them a chance to receive the medicine. The main character has contracted Green Lung, and is taking on jobs that will give her lottery tickets so she can get the medication, but eventually she ends up entangled with the resistance movement against the government. I thought it was an interesting setting, gorgeously rendered with beautiful pixel art. But I think it suffered from some suspension-of-disbelief problems, as well as an odd detail that stuck out like a sore thumb to me: The people you'd see in the background were as diverse as you'd expect a post-apocalyptic city in the future to be, but all of the characters who were voiced and had character portraits were white except for one who was maaaaaaaybe Asian. I don't think it would have struck me as quite so strange if I couldn't literally see people of various colors and cultures walking around in the background.

Penumbra: Requiem - The third installment in the Penumbra survival horror trilogy. I actually don't remember what happens in this one versus the second one, except for the ending, which I thought was a bit weak. Nice to get some answers to a few dangling threads, and...I mean, Penumbra is one of my all-time favorite horror games. It's a classic, in my mind.

Tekken 5 - Sooooo many memories of this one! <3 My siblings and I never did play any other Tekken games, but this was a great diversion if we just wanted to beat each other up one-on-one. My go-to character was Asuka Kazama; I loved spamming her extremely powerful kicks. And sometimes we'll still mimic Lei Wulong's weird dying cry when he'd get KO'd XD

Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones - Definitely an improvement on Warrior Within, but not quite as good as The Sands of Time. I really like all the conversations the Prince has with his darker side, as well as the banter with Farah. Excellent choice to bring her back. They never should have bothered with any other female lead.

Ratchet & Clank - Okay, when I compare this game to the others in this poll, I can't say I'm exactly surprised that it won. Really solid action platformer, and it can be quite funny and cute when it's not being a bit gross. I do really like Ratchet and Clank's friendship, which sees its rocky beginning in this game <3

Princess Maker 2 - Woohoo, represent! I honestly don't remember how or why I ended up playing this game, and not any of the others in the series. It's a really cute old game where you are the king of a fantasy realm, and you're raising your daughter. You can adjust various stats, arrange her daily schedule and lessons, and guide her along various different paths her life can take. I think I played it all the way through twice, once with a very studious princess who became a businesswoman and a conscientious leader of the kingdom. The other one is the one I remember most fondly: Eileera, the warrior princess who would venture beyond the walls of the city to battle monsters and find treasure! Very fun game, very replayable.

Arbitrarily-Chosen Video Game Tournament, Round 1.7

Welcome to the Arbitrarily-Chosen Video Game Tournament, where we will find out which of the games I've played is the best game of all time!

Why? Don't ask. Just vote and reblog!

[heartual]

i think i deserve a medal of honor for trying not to cry since i got to school on sunday and only failing like four times