#and went 'hmmmm...gender'

[daz4i]

maybe i need to steal a name from a fictional character. that's usually the best. the question is who

[bumblingbabooshka]

“I have a home and a spouse on Vulcan.“  - Tuvok, St Voyager: Alter Ego

[sweetenby]

Gender euphoria is so fucked up. Everytime someone makes a white boy joke at me I get hit with such a wave of joy I can't even remember I'm getting roasted. One time my best friend called me a nasty man and I was so grateful I thought I would cry. Someone tells me I'm just some guy and I want to fall to my knees and shake their hands in profound happiness.

[poptartmochi]

a small + v roughly staged gioier dump! I finally went back and made her normal? pre-death? appearance hehe 😈 i think she looks very Lord Farquad White meme but it’s okay because her hair is so fucking cool, i love this hair! :3 I saw it and was like ohhh. this is either going to fuck really hard or it won’t fit her head correctly and i’ll go insane </3 but luckily for me it fits her sooo well <3 it’s exactly what I had in mind for her when I was making her :D

the second row is moreso for photos where she looks very 😐😶 tbhcore imo.. they are just really funny photos to me. gioia stares indecipherably into the distance asmr. i don’t know what the emotion in her expressions are but man i’ve felt them before lol!

[alchemiclee]

if I had money, I would pay someone to rewrite heaven official's blessing, but lesbian. if I was rich, i'd pay someone to turn it into a whole manga

[httpiastri]

lucky charm? – al12

arthur needs your support after the feature race in austria.

genre: fluff, comfort

pairing: gender neutral!reader x arthur leclerc (i think i used the female form of a french word, but that should be the only female mention)

warning: hmmmm none!

requested: yes!

author's note: hello hello! i had bigger expectations on myself for this but i haven't been able to write a lot these last few days soooo... anyways! please forgive me if i use the wrong terms when i wrote about the dams garage and drivers room and so on, i don't really know how it all works and where people are allowed to be haha! hope u enjoy<3

f2/f3 masterlist

you feel yourself being unwillingly pulled out of your sweet sleep way too early for your liking. you could just as well just turn over and fall asleep again; the combination of the soft mattress and the fluffy hotel covers could lull anyone into a deep slumber. but just as you’re about to relax again, you hear the shuffle of socks against the carpet, followed by a thud and a quiet swear word.

you open your eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the morning light seeping in through the messily closed blinds, before they find arthur standing by the edge of the bed.

his eyes fix on you too, a guilty look spreading across his face. “did i wake you?” he asks. “i’m sorry, i dropped my phone…”

he reaches down to pick it up from the floor as you shake your head. “it’s fine,” you hum. “good morning, love.”

“good morning, ma chéri.” he flashes you a smile as he scoots over to you, pressing a kiss against your forehead.

you shut your eyes again. “why are you up so early?” you ask. “didn’t we say breakfast at seven?”

“it is seven,” arthur chuckles, but just as you’re about to sit up and scold him for not waking you up in time, he speaks again. “don’t get up, i’ve already had breakfast. you can continue sleeping.”

you frown with your eyes still closed. “what’s that supposed to mean? why-”

“i’ve been called in for an extra team meeting. they want me to meet them there in 30 minutes.”

your eyes open again, looking at your lover now sitting right by you on the bed. he’s got a hint of sadness in his eyes, and he feels another sting of guilt pass through his body.

he still looks as handsome as ever, though, and you can’t help but to let your hand cup his cheek. “when did you get up? you must be so tired.”

he shakes his head, a slight smile adorning his features; half due to the concern in your voice, half due to the love he can feel even in your touch. “we went to bed so early, i’ll be fine. you can still get another hour or so in, though.”

you pout. “i can’t sleep without you.”

arthur’s pretty laugh meets your ears. “you had no problem falling asleep while i was brushing my teeth last night, amour.” he takes your hand from his face, intertwining his fingers with yours. “but if you really don’t want to sleep any more, you could get some breakfast and then watch me get ready in the garage.”

you consider the options for a moment. “maybe i will,” you say, squeezing his hand once.

he takes your hand up to his mouth, placing a few sweet kisses to your knuckles. "my lucky charm." even more kisses. "i do unfortunately really need to go now. but i'll see you on the track?"

you nod, looking up into his eyes. "good luck, darling."

your boyfriend leans down towards you to meet your lips with his. both of you are still sleepy and it's evident in the kiss because it's lazy and slow. yet, it's filled with so so much love. when you feel him starting to pull away, you place a hand by the back of his neck to keep him close. he laughs against your skin before he manages to leave your lips – his neck muscles are apparently stronger than your hands.

"i'll see you soon again, okay?"

"mkay."

and after one last kiss, he's gone through the door, leaving you all alone in the big bed.

arthur was, as usual, quite busy right before the race.

that meant that he didn't have a lot of time to spend with you, but by now you'd learned to enjoy spending time in the dams garage, despite how different it felt to the prema garages you visited last year. you followed arthur on the tv as much as you could during the race, while also having time to chat a little with the crew every now and then.

you found it funny how it seemed like arthur and his friend ollie bearman found each other even on the track, the two of them following their former teammate through the laps and even into the pit stops.

arthur came out on the track just before ollie, which made many of the dams workers cheer. but just a short while after they left the pits, it happened. one of the few things that was not allowed to happen.

in one of the turns, not even one minute later, one of his tires flew off the car.

arthur couldn't have done anything to stop it or make the situation better. it was in no way his fault, and yet, it had all of the worst consequences for him.

thankfully, there was no crash and the tire didn't hit another driver, so it wasn't really a dangerous incident. but when arthur gets up out of the car and you can tell he's uninjured, you still let out a thankful breath you didn't know you were holding. you know this is awful, as it is any time he's forced to retire out of a race, but at least he isn't physically hurt, which was the most important to you.

a couple of minutes later, arthur arrives back in the garage, where he receives a bunch of pats on the backs and compassionate looks from team members. you are still sat on a chair a bit further into the garage, wanting to give him some space instead of approaching him, but you watch his every move carefully. his dark eyes stay aimed on the floor and he doesn't give out much more than small nods to the people trying to talk to him. he's holding his helmet in one hand, his balaclava still on and helping cover what you assumed was a regretful look.

you were so sure he wouldn't notice you, but his eyes land on you just as his hand reaches for the door to his driver's room. you kind of expect him to give you some kind of reaction. a smile, a nod, anything. but just like to everyone else, he looks away.

as he's gone through the door, you feel some kind of disappointment in the pit of your stomach. you know it's not personal, but it still pains a little to think about him treating you just like everyone else.

you wait until the race is over and the staff is busy celebrating the other dams driver's podium before making your way towards the door. after knocking on it a few times, you can hear his voice from the inside, muttering something about leaving him alone.

"arthur, can i come in?" you ask, ignoring his request.

when he hears that it's your voice seeping through the cracks of the door, he's instantly on his feet, making his way to you.

when he opens the door, you're met by an exhausted face. the balaclava is off now, lines on his face still showing where the seams had been pressing for the long race. he steps aside to let you into the room and then closes the door behind you. he sits down on the couch and you take a seat right next to him, eyes never leaving his sad ones. he's looking everywhere but at you, though, feeling way too sensitive to take in the way that you were looking at him. with so much comfort, support, love.

"i'm really sorry," you say, voice low. "that sucked."

he nods, eyes moving to look down at his feet as he leans his elbows onto his knees. "shit happens."

you stop for a moment but then you decide to be brave, putting a hand on his shoulder. when he doesn't shrug it off, you begin stroking over his white fireproof shirt with your thumb, hoping to comfort him even the slightest.

"i just... felt like the pace was good, you know?" you nod, even though he isn't looking. "i was ahead of ollie, and he ended up in p5..." your hand moves to the back of his neck, softly rubbing up and down his skin. "i don't know, i just feel like i could've scored some points too."

"yeah, definitely," you hum at him. "you did really well, love."

one of his hands comes up to wipe over his face, before he finally turns to look at you. "thank you." a slight smile takes over your lips. "and thank you for being here."

"of course. anything for you, mon amour."

arthur leans towards you, molding his lips against yours. the kiss is a lot different than how he kissed you earlier this morning; it's soothing, tender, gentle. yet, it's filled with just as much love.

"sorry i wasn't your lucky charm like you said i am," you tell him once you pull away, faces still close enough to feel his breath on your lips.

his mouth curls into a smile before he kisses you again. "don't worry," he moves to give you a couple of pecks along your jawline. "i'll buy a new charm since having you around doesn't work."

you gasp, slapping his chest as a big, teasing grin lightens up his face. "hey!"

and when his wholehearted laughter fills the room, you smile, despite his insult just moments earlier. you smile because you know it's all going to be fine; you smile because after his next race, he will be smiling too.

[wordy-little-witch]

More silly transfem Buggy ideas, Oro Jackson Edition

• Buggy asked a lot of questions as a child, was the reigning CHAMPION of "why". Including being told "you're a boy".

"But why?"

"Because your body is a boy's body, baby blue."

"Why do bodies be different? Why can't I be a girl?"

Roger at that point goes hmmmm, and just shrugs. "Well, you could! The kind of body you have is most common with boys, but I bet some girls have bodies like that too."

• Buggy grew up surrounded by men and fellas and dudes. The interactions with women were sparse, limited, and always temporary. The closest to a recurring feminine presence was Rouge, a few gals on Whitebeard's crew, and eventually Toki.

• when Buggy is about 8, she tells Roger that she wants to be a girl. Roger just ruffles her hair, picks her up to plop on his knee, and says, "Then a girl you are, my little buglet. I don't care if you're a girl, a boy, neither or both - you'll always be mine, and so you'll always be loved. Okay?"

"Okay... thanks, Cap."

• Rayleigh treated it like smth of a flight of fancy. He thought she was doing it because of smth else, so he tried pulling the whole "come to me in a year. If you still wish you were a girl, we'll talk then." It's unintentionally a pretty damaging thing, especially because Rayleigh even refuses to let her grow her hair out. It's during Buggy hissing, screaming, crying to get out of the mandatory hair cuts that Roger learns about it. Shanks went running for him.

• speaking of Shanks, he's the poster child for Ride Or Die. Buggy's shy about shopping but wants a dress? He's coming up with disguises. Buggy wants to present femme on ship but is scared of being made fun of? Shanks is putting on the MOST outlandish outfit he can and has 16842084 plans to make a ruckus. Buggy wants to experiment with her makeup? He's got a PhD in Hype Man Studies, from the University Of Besties.

• Buggy exploring her gender leads to Shanks exploring his own. He's a guy, he's comfortable with that, but he's also among the many who swear by maxi skirts bc those are COMFY holy shit. He's just a dude who sometimes wears a skirt.

• someone once made a side remark about Buggy being on the crew during a fight, they call her an it and thing.

Their head hits the ground just seconds afterwards.

• Whitebeard and Roger have semi-regular fight dates, like playdates but worse, after which the crews hang out and party. The one after Buggy comes out and has gotte some more confidence, she is bouncing around the crews, all big grins and talking to the girls and getting fussed over, or she's playing with the younger crew members and Shanks. He take one look at Buggy, beaming with her tiny little pigtails, her leggings, the mini skirt, blouse, and boots. He opens his mouth.

"We can't steal her, pops."

"But we could...!"

• Toki and Oden half adopt Buggy and Toki is adamant on passing down the Wano Rites to Buggy as well. Momo and Hiyori may be Wano's by blood, but Buggy is Wano's by soul and Toki refuses to let this girl slip through the cracks.

• Roger once heard someone call Buggy weak for being a girl and was ready to step in to handle it when Buggy just... goes feral. She beats the ever loving snot outta the guy, ends it with a "how's THAT for weak, dickbag!!"

He has to wipe away a tear. He's so proud.

• both cabin kids had special nicknames, and the main ones used by Roger for them are:

Shanks as the Red Menace (Menace)

Buggy as Pirate Princess (often just Princess)

((Both of them have those tattooed in their adulthood))

• Rouge meets Buggy and Shanks pre-coming out, greets them post like "hey boys!" Buggy corrects her hesitantly. Rouge is silent for a moment, turns on her heel, leaves, and immediately pops back, going "hey brats!!" Buggy had a moment of terror which then became relief-annoyance-embarassment-gratitude. Shanks just went from 🙂 to 😡 to 😃.

• Teach had a puppy crush on Buggy, which made her ALL KINDS of uncomfortable. She hated him from the start.

• she would put up with it tho on occasion for Missions. Nothing big, but when Rayleigh or someone else annoyed her and the crews were close, she'd run away to Whitebeard's crew and he'd help her gaslight the FUCK out of the other's. Just. Her in his lap, Roger in the fetal position on the deck like "pleeeaaassseee gimme my babbyyyyyyyy-"

Buggy, fighting an evil lil grin, turns to whitebeard like, "pops, is the weird man, okay?"

"I don't know, my girl, but don't mind him - my old friend here is an odd one."

"Okay, papa."

Roger makes a sound like a dying whale.

• Shanks bought Buggy a fancy custom hair piece for her birthday with matching earrings. Buggy then grabbed him by the collar and manhandled him beneath her to put one in his ear. He still wears it to this day. She wears the other one.

• Buggy is quick to crush, slow to LOVE, which was AGONY because Roger, Rayleigh, Gaban, Oden and Bullet were all varying g levels of WILDLY OVER PROTECTIVE. On the one hand - she's growing up 🥰. On the other? She's growing up!!!! 😨

• Bullet was frankly one of the WORST. Buggy was, to him, Baby Sister. Shanks was Baby Brother. Nobody, repeat NOBODY, was good enough for his little siblings. He and Roger were on the same page there. It led to some frankly mortifying yet hilarious hijinks.

• Roger was the type of man to get drunk and become COMPLETELY over the top with the love and affection. Buggy and Shanks were equal opportunity snuggle buddies, against their wishes. Shanks would wriggle to get to the booze himself. Buggy would just go limp and whine.

• the first time Buggy met Iva, she was starry eyed and scared. Roger held her hand the whole time, even as he threatened Ivankov with every single thing he could imagine, all sweet faced and menacing. That was how they found out Buggy's Devil fruit made her immune to piercings as well. She'd have to transition the old fashioned way, and use seastone for injections or sutures.

• Buggy actually cried that day.

• Crocus then requested Iva let him have a sample of their feminizing hormone to try his hand at synthesizing for Buggy. It never worked.

• Buggy goes on to find ways of transitioning that she can actually safely do, and Iva even goes on to reach out to other medical professionals to find options. If one girl couldn't be helped with their Devil fruit, who else was there? Who else needed the extra assistance? It inadvertly starts a wave in the medical community.

It's late and I'm running on fumes so nini for now okay ily baiiii

[witchthewriter]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞.

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

Warnings: swearing, some fighting - all in your honour though!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

After a long day, your s/o decides to take you to a nearby tavern and have a drink. It had been a while since either of you had gotten out without a duty to do. However, your evening was cut short when a drunken asshole insulted you.

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍

・Merlin would never be able to keep such a big secret from his spouse; he'd want to give every part of himself to you. And so he had. You welcomed the secret with open arms.

・So when you made your way down to the tavern after a particularly challenging day, you were not expecting to be outright insulted.

・The bald fat (toothless) man let the words escape his drunken mouth without the hint of a thought of consequence.

・Big motherfucking mistake.

・A bewildered laugh came from Merlin. His mind already sifting through the many spells he was about to use.

・You looked at him, and simply nodded. This day had been too heavy, and the insult, no matter how untrue, was still hurtful.

・'Out of nowhere' (as some patrons would later explain it), the man flew from his chair and landed in the lap of the burliest man there.

・Strong man was furious and as he looked down, anger rose within him (you could physically see it ... he turned red...)

・Without even lifting a finger, your hater had been punched, and kicked straight out of the tavern. Not before Merlin made him land in a pile of dung.

𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐓

・When your honour is in question Lancelot does not play around.

・As he hears the insult, automatically, his head moves to the left, and he blinks once.

・Without a word he unsheaths his sword and waits for the low life to do the same.

・When the low life doesn't, Lancelot makes someone give him a sword, and drags him outside.

"I'm going to make you think twice before saying such filth."

・And the high pitch ring of steel on steel rang out in the air.

・The whole time your head was in your hands, because truly, you had heard worse. You were tough, and all you wanted to do was get a bit sloshed with your hot ass husband.

・But no, he insisted on fighting for your honour ... like he always does.

・And low and behold, the Knight of Camelot won.

"Are you alright, my love?" Lancelot's lips were pressed against your ear, and you nodded.

"You know you don't have to do that for me-"

"Oh I know," he replies quickly, giving you a half smile. "But you are my spouse. And I will always protect you."

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑

・Scoffs, a smirk on his lips as his eyes narrow on the idiot who insulted you.

"Do you know who I am? Well... I guess not. Someone with a brain would never insult the King nor his Queen/Consort"

・Gasps were heard around the tavern

And the man went as pale as Gaius' hair

"Ah, I see you've figured it out. Thought I might have to spell it for you."

"Oh Arthur," you scolded, bumping his shoulder.

・You had heard it all in your lifetime, and one day you decided that the words of sheep do not affect a tiger.

"What would you like me to do with him, my love? The dungeons? The stocks?"

・You watched as the man quivered. He would have been in his mid-twenties, barely a whisker on his chin.

"Hmmmm," you pretended to think. Your mind already made up. It was a silly little comment, from a silly little boy.

・Arthur knew you too well, his gaze turned stern on the young man. A rusted sword hanging on his hilt. He had begun to shake.

"I think we should leave him be. Maybe he won't let his tongue wag so freely."

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋

"Excuse me? What was that?"

・Percival instantly shot up from his seat at the table. The candle flickered as he did so, and you reached out to steady it.

"Perci, it's fine, really." You mumbled, not wanting to draw more attention to yourself. But one of the positives of having such a huge husband is that he will win against nearly anyone in a fight.

・Well, most of the time, men are too scared to even fight him.

・As was your insulter.

・Whose bravado slowly diminished as he watched the large Knight loom over him.

"What I- what I meant was-"

"Apologise."

"Sorry, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't mean it!"

"Now leave."

"Yes, yes of course!"

・You were actually impressed by the cowardice of this man. He didn't put up one ounce of a fight. Just followed exactly what Percival said.

"Thank you," you whispered, a smile appearing on your face.

"No. Never thank me. I will always stand up for you."

𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐍

・A raise of his eyebrow, and a turn of the head. A cold, intimidating demeanour washing over him. Elyan noticed the clean face, shining armour and coat of arms on the man's cloak.

"Say that again. I dare you." His voice was a growl; low and rumbling.

・The man, no, knight, did not shrink or apologise.

"Oh what a match. The marred and the deaf. A great pair-" the knight turned around and laughed with his men.

"Mmm." Elyan looked at the arse like a snake deciding on dinner.

・Your hand itched to grab the dagger at your waist, but Elyan knew you too well.

・Looking at you, he put a hand on your arm and slightly nodded his head. I want to handle this, his eyes said.

・Folding your arms, you took a step back, 'be my guest,' you answered with a smile.

𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄

・Aggressive asf

・Doesn't even ask who said it first, he just throws himself at anyone and everyone who laughs

・Absolutely punching and kicking, grabbing heads and banging them together.

・You shake your head but join in, because that's part of the reason Gwaine loves you. You never let him have all the fun.

・And you would never let anyone talk crap about you. Especially to your face. That's not the reputation you wanted to hold.

・But who knew brawls could be romantic? With Gwaine somehow they are...

・Especially when he holds a man down so you can give him a few punches, Gwaine smiling at you.

"That's my girl/that's my guy"

・But it's not like you're allowed into many taverns anymore

・Only when Arthur, the King is there, that you're allowed to enter.

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍

・Instantly his nose flares, invisible steam streaming from them.

"Apologise. This instant."

"Ooohooo," was the only reply he got. Along with the awful sound of drunk men's laughter. Well, more like coughing and wheezing.

"I'll ask one more time. After that, you'll be on the ground."

・The men barely looked in your husbands direction. Big mistake...

・Leon moved to block your view of what he was about to do.

・Because his word was truth.

・Within a second, the man who insulted you was on the floor, nose broken and bleeding.

・Once he's sorted it out, Leon turns to you and holds out his arm for you to take.

"Are you alright my love?" His concern falls on you and doesn't leave until you're feeling better.

[regretisstoredintheme]

Could I perhaps ask for Rottmnt donnie x reader where reader has like a huge crush on Donnie and they've recently got new glasses. Since they got new glasses, they're like super scared to go visit the bois in the lair because they think they look stupid and they don't wanna Donnie seeing

It started with a whisperrrr and that was when I— HMMMM??????

WHATS THIS?? A REQUEST!??

*snatches paper* 

“Anonymous asked: Could I perhaps ask for Rottmnt donnie x reader where reader has like a huge crush on Donnie and they've recently got new glasses. Since they got new glasses, they're like super scared to go visit the bois in the lair because they think they look stupid and they don't wanna Donnie seeing”

A/N: This. Is. So. adorable. PREPARE, LITTLE ANON. *cracks knuckles* 

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No Difference. (A Oneshot) - Donatello x Reader

Warnings: Self deprecating, gender neutral reader but April does say “gurl” like once. Disclaimer that I have never had this feeling, I just went off of my gut. 

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Blurry. 

The world seemed a lot better when it was blurry. It seemed a lot nicer, a lot safer, and a lot less humiliating. Those were the thoughts that went through your head as you sat in your room, holding the new pair of spectacles in your hand. You wished they didn’t update your prescription— you wished they gave you contacts instead, because when you looked in the mirror, all you saw was the idiot you knew yourself to be. 

They made your eyes look huge, and you felt defective for needing such thick lenses. Defective, yeah thats exactly what you were— the exact opposite of the one person you felt drawn to. 

Oh yes, the purple clad terrapin, who doesn’t cease to consistently amaze you. What would he think of you now? 

You lifted your hood, biting your lip as you hauled your backpack over your shoulders. It was time to leave, to join the monsters in hell, or— as they called it, Highschool. 

You tried not to talk to anyone, you tried to avoid people you knew, but no matter where you went, it seemed people had to point out your new prescription. Whether it was the teacher, or peers who never even made the conscious decision to know your name. Either way, it was like a plague, a sticker on your forehead, a walking cactus up your leg… you hated it. You hated it with a burning passion, you hated it so much that you weren’t even hungry when you went to lunch, so much that you didn’t even notice April when you knocked into her. 

“Oof—!” She huffed, fixing her glasses, “Y/n?” Squinting, a smile spread wide on her lips, “There you are!” She cheered, nudging your side, “I was starting to think you got sick today!” A laugh left her throat, “nice glasses, by the way, are those new?” Her hands sat at her hips, unfazed and waiting for your reply. 

Your smile faded as she mentioned your apparel, feeling once again like it was a smudge on your face. “Well.. yeah..” you muttered, reaching up to take them off. 

“‘Well, yeah..’?“ April mimicked your words, a brow lifting as she saw right through your bullshit. 

“I mean—“ you paused, “Its just…” 

April waited patiently, walking with you to a place you could both sit without being disturbed. “Don’t they look.. I dunno.. stupid..?” You tried to stop from tearing up, but the water pricked your eyes, forcing you to wipe them away before you embarrassed yourself further. 

The girl next to you gave an incredulous look, but shook her head, trying to be understanding. “Thats bullshit, Y/n.” She said upfront, her brows furrowing slightly, “you look incredible all the time.” She was quiet for a moment, before looking up, an idea sparking in her head. “How about we go see the guys?” She suggested, tilting her head to you, “I bet a certain scientist could wash away all that nonsense thinking.” 

She deflated when you shook your head vigorously, eyes squeezed shut as you felt  heat in your face at the thought. “I don’t want him to think I’m stupid..” you mumbled, fumbling with the hem of your hoodie. “Girl…” April’s eyes lidded, “you know Donnie had dorky glasses he was embarrassed of too, right?” She chuckled, “he was so upset that he started working on making his own contacts immediately, getting frustrated when they didn’t work.” 

Your head raised a little as she told the story, blinking with surprise. “Ohhh Leo teased him endlessly, calling him ‘Nerdatello’, but if I’m honest, I don’t think it made Donnie look any less cool.” Now you were chuckling with her, a hesitant smile on your face. “..but…” you felt the fear crawling up your throat again, biting your lip as you looked anywhere but April’s face. “Donnie looks cool no matter what I— … What if he ..laughs at me..” 

“ I’ll kick his sorry ass!!” April barked, a hand clapped protectively over your shoulder, “but trust me, he wont.”

“D may be a genius, but he’s stupid when it comes to you.” 

——

The sewers only served to raise your anxiety, the random ripples in the water, the echo of your footsteps, the detail magnifying in everything you could see in your glasses. It was so overwhelming, you thought you were gonna be sick. You wanted to believe what April said, you really did, but this sinking feeling just couldn’t be swayed, and you kept thinking about the possibilities.

“You alright back there?” April called over her shoulder, slowing down so you could catch up to her. “I dunno, April.. you seeing me is one thing, but the guys…” Fiddling with your fingers, you walked up next to her, head drooped. “You gotta get some confidence, man.” April hit your side lightly, “you’ve got nothing to worry about. Except maybe Leo… but it’s his turn on patrol.” She waved the metaphorical situation away, still smiling at you like she always did. 

Walking into the lair, you tried to calm your rapidly beating heart, the lair looked so much different with this much detail— you could actually read the graffiti on the skate ramp and see who’s room was who’s. Your breath hitched when you saw the familiar purple sheen of your favorite turtle, his lab always illuminating some kind of glow. April climbed up the ladder to the second floor, you always one step behind her — as if hiding your face. 

Don’t think for a second April didn’t notice, her eyes were on you the entire time. “Donnnnieeeee~!” She drawled, inviting herself in. You hesitated at the entrance, but April’s hand around your wrist pulled you inside, despite your nonverbal protests. “I brought a surprise!!” 

Your eyes rested momentarily on the back of the turtle’s gaming chair, feeling a gentle warmth in your chest upon being in his presence. 

“Is it coffee? Please let it be coffee.” The soft shell groaned, scooting out of his chair before spinning around to look at the both of you. “Nope, better.” April said confidently, and with that, suddenly you weren’t hiding behind her anymore— her hands firm on your shoulders as she presented you like a prize. 

Donnie’s eyes widened slightly, giving April a look you couldn’t quite read. The softshell seemed to straighten up, dusting himself off before standing. He put on a coy smile, trying to draw attention away from his messy desktop. “What brings you to my humble abode?” He said smoothly, gaining his composure. If you were honest, Donnie looked like he had just done an all-nighter, the bags under his eyes evident as he stared at your forehead rather than your pupils. You knew he had some trouble with eye contact — but you expected him to notice the ‘stain’ on your face. 

“Humble?” April smirked, pointing out his change in demeanor. 

The purple turtle shot her another glance, this time a faint blush over his nose. He coughed into his hand, “anyway..” muttering something, he then finally looked you in the eye. He halted, analyzing before he pulled down his goggles, making sure he was seeing right. “… you have a freckle right there...” he muttered, going to poke it before backing up, flabbergasted as his finger touched glass. He squinted in on your blurry face, your features coming back into focus. “Oh.. you got new glasses… that’s….. cu—cool. Cool cool cool..” he looked away quickly as he realized his mistake, coughing to cover up the Freudian slip.

“Dee..” April rubbed the crease between her brows, trying not to get frustrated. “When did you sleep?” 

Donnie looked at her, smiling with all the confidence in the world. “Nope.” He paused, realizing his answer didn’t make sense. “Yes….terweek.” He said again, this time satisfied with his answer. Before April could protest, he was slinking an arm around your shoulder, smiling at you instead. “Hey, since April didn’t bring me a coffee, what say we go grab one?” 

He smirked, leading you out of the lab before you could even say yes. You weren’t exactly keen on him neglecting his needs— but he was taking a break.. personally, you were still flabbergasted he didn’t mention your glasses more— maybe it didn’t make as much of a difference as you thought…

Donnie turned to April, giving her a small salute over his shoulder before disappearing from her sight. April’s annoyed attitude all but evaporated, smirking as she let her brother off with a wink. 

Their plan worked. 

—

A/N: HIIIII this was so fun to write… I HOPE ITS OK!!!! You can’t tell me April wouldn’t phone Donnie about the situation, especially when he’s the smartest person she knows! They both knew of your little crush, Donnie isn’t as dense as people think and April keeps secrets between her and her best friend. Making sure you don’t feel uncomfortable is their number one goal, even if it means a little lying.

[loyaltykask]

Chapter 31

@journeythroughjourneytothewest

The vibes are immaculate

I know Wukong is fucking with him because he sent two monkeys to follow him but the idea that he overblows his powers is too funny to me

Like he just wanna make Bajie sweat

He hesitates only for Guanyin (or maybe Buddha but they don't make it clear here)

Wukong knows what's up with the monk. His heart feels it. He really is the most dedicated heart

Bajie just rolled nat 20 persuasions.

He is either brave or stupid. Probably both

"Hmmmm let me provoke the man that could crush me with one go.... genius" I MEAN IT WORKED

WUKONG PISSED NOW

Bajie: He said you are weak and stupid Wukong: I'll fucking SHOW him

He told his little ones he was just on vacation..... He didn't want them to worry. He sounds so proud about his titles as Pilgram tho.... like he knows everyone knows and must keep it high. He just... cares so much it hurts

HE CLEANED HIS BODY BECAUSE HE WORRIED SANZANG WOULD NOTICE HOW HE WENT BACK TO KILLING. He really said "I mean those thousand hunters were asking for it but I can't let it show in my face

Oh Shit

THE children may have a shit father but it ain't their fault! They only boys PLEASE

GET YOUR RBO

HE SO FUCKING HAPPY LIKE

HE MISSED HIM

Wukong wants to hear begging after Wujing didn't say anything. Tots fair

Shit Wukong you're warlord is showing again

I wonder if she took comfort in those boys, they were her only comfort from her husband

I know this is just a different time of putting a parent's thoughts above even you're own children but damn that is cold

Wukong making her feel bad for that. He really went "You can have more kids, but you can never replace your parents" FUCKING COLD Times really do change. I wonder if he knew that they were lovers in a past life and were connected by the red string of fate. LIke can he see that shit?

Partner as a Gender neutral term to call your spouse is out.

Mate is IN.

This actor damn

Motehrfucker really be like "What a good hubby, can't wait to use that against him heheheh" Love it honestly

So now he is saying that Sanzang banished him for killing too many demons I have heard this said many times that Sanzang did understand that the White Bone Spirit was real but at the same point had not harmed them yet and that was the real cause of his anger for Wukong to hurt an innocent demon. Honeslty like that take more as it shows Sanzang being compassionate to both Humans and Monsters but not sure if that is something Wukong is saying to save face or rather trying to make Sanzang sound less gullible to the monster

This could actually be the symbolism in the chapter, the kind of filial spirit that is considered super important within the time. That Wukong sees his loyalty to Saznang as close to the bond a son would have to their father, because good character is measured not only in oneself but also their connection to family, but Wukong without a father or mother was greatly criticized for that. The same with Sanzang as he was without a father and mother and was criticized (for some stupid reason) to be lesser for it, until he found both his father and mother and got revenge on both of their behalf Wukong remind the princess of that kind of bond could be more Wukong reminding himself of that bond, like trying to chastise his own character.

Bajie tricking his party members: 2 Wukong and Sanzang: 0

Wukong still like Imma kick your ass

I take that back Wukong has fucked with Bajie enough it more like Bajie: 2 Wukong: 81 Sanzang: 0

The three-headed form!

He so smart, love

They missed one of their fucking constellations

Of course they did

I remember that this was always the weakest part of the story that they NEVER made sense in either the Constellations or the Jade Girl's actions like.... Does she, not REMEMBER making that promise to go to earth and be with her love? Was it in reincarnation? If she just went down to assume a form of a human in the palace why the fucking princess? Why not just a normal girl? I'm just thinking this had to be reincarnation else nothing else would make sense in that she calls the King her father so he must have raised her somehow and that second that she doesn't remember her past love. And why did the guy go full demon to get his boo????? LIKE?????? You could have just come down..... AS A DUDE and just..... LEGIT NOT BEEN A DEMON? Or at least if you wanted to keep your memories, then yeah a fallen celestial has to be a demon but LEGIT you could just say NO to eating other humans, or just wooed your love normally like.... Deadass you could have just been not a dick about

But plot so. Legit he got demoted to Silverhorn and Goldenhorn's position

These bitches lucky they even got a bow damn

Got to make fun of him a little, like it only fair really

Wukong deadass making Bajie and Wujing ask politely for him to save him (Even though we all know Wukong is the favorite) he still makes Sanzang choose Bajie over Wukong in trusting which disciple Is it very interesting to see how that plays out further tellings in how much Sanzang goes to Wukong for advice and listening to his rulings first and

Sanzang is supposed to represent Confucianism in this story, hence reporting to the Emporer is supposed to be seen the same as the same as swearing fidelity to the Heavens (the Emproeor is supposed to be seen as Heaven's son) I wish there was a more one to one translation in how much Sanzang is showing gratitude in what he has done, going to far as the reporting his deeds to the highest of mortal limits considering he doesn't have a place in heaven

[abigail-nicole]

DS9 Watch Notes

“Star Trek Deep Space 9: What if the Nazis ran a shopping mall but now they're gone and you have to be in charge of the mall” - my spouse

Season One

I grew up watching Star Trek my entire life. Even like Discovery and Enterprise which no one but my mom liked I’m pretty sure

but somehow my parents, white christian conservatives, didn’t watch DS9……hmmmm

anyway I finally in 2024 started DS9, and we start with an intense hot mess in opposition to every other well-ordered utopian Star Trek

DS9’s instant cast of marginalized characters, a chaotically destroyed space station, Sisko hating Picard??? strong writing choices

“When governments fall, people like me are lined up and shot” -Quark

“Never trust ale from a god-fearing people” - Quark

So DS9 came out in 93-99 … vs 87-94 for TNG, then 95-01 for Voyager. And TNG got all the star trek money because DS9 sure didn’t. Man these special effects are bad

Cool that Sisko and Dax, neither of whom are Bajoran, get to go on a Bajoran spiritual journey. Not weird colonial appropriation vibes at all

Tumblr really wants me to ship garak & bashir and quark & odo…. fine

Julian so excited Garak came and talked to him he went and told all his friends, who all think he’s annoying with no coping skills

I knew Julian was autistic bc tumblr but I wasn’t prepared for how much he’s exactly as annoying as a second year medical student

ACAB includes Odo

You could absolutely do something interesting with the ferengi, because a culture that puts an explicit price on everything and doesn’t believe in the implicit value of things is a great way to do social critique of what a culture implicitly and explicitly values. Too bad Star Trek never does this

For how much there’s Gender in this show, don’t think S1 of DS9 passes the Bechdel test

The best part of DS9 is when the holodeck fantasies come to life and Bashir’s sexy submissive version of Jadzia Dax meets real Dax and she smirks and goes “I understand, I was a young man once”

Odo defines himself in relationship to Quark. what is a cop without his criminal. he wakes up & thinks “what is Quark doing right now.” girl love yourself

I’m really enjoying the cardassians. Aliens on Star Trek tend to be one note. Vulcans love logic, Klingons love honor and battle…. Cardassians are just humans. Plus the cardassians get to be played by good actors and have complex character arcs

The way half the characters say “bazhoran” and “bay-zhor” and half (incl Kira, but not all Bajorans) say Bajor and Bajoran

Jake & Nog friendship is the future liberals (me) want

[friendly-neighborhood-imbecille]

Guys that bind

1500 words

Summary: Johnny fixes Danny’s binder.

There hadn’t been any ghost attacks in a couple days, and usually that would be amazing. A chance to hang out with his friends, or get some extra sleep, or even work on schoolwork. But it was winter break. There was no schoolwork to do, he already had plenty of time to sleep, his parents were constantly fighting, and with Tucker visiting his grandparents for a couple days and Sam spending the break in Portugal of all places, there was absolutely nothing to do except aimlessly float around town. 

So of course when Danny’s ghost sense went off, he was happy, excited even, to have to find out what caused it. Luckily, he didn’t have to search long. 

“Yo kid!” A snowball hit him square in the face. He wiped it off and looked around for the source before Johnny appeared from thin air right in front of him. “Up for a spar?”

“Sure.” He chirped before taking a closer look at Johnny. The guy looked like crap, his glow was dimmed a bit and there were slight bags under his eyes. “Dude, you don’t look too good. Whappened? Kitty break up with you again?”

Johnny charged up an ectoblast and started throwing it back and forth between his hands like a bouncy ball. “Naw, I think I forgot something important. Maybe an anniversary?” He tossed the blast at Danny who dodged and turned invisible before flying forward and throwing a punch at Johnny’s face. “Not the first date, or the first kiss, or our deathday.” He dodged the punch and kicked upwards, hitting Danny in the stomach, shocking him into turning visible. 

“Birthday?” Danny asked, clutching his stomach and dropping a bit to shoot an ecto blast at Johnny from underneath. 

“Last month.” He answered, shooting a blast from a finger gun at the blast Danny had made, knocking it off course, then dropping to try to bodyslam Danny. 

Danny zoomed out of the way, and threw a blast at Johnny that he wasn’t quick enough to avoid. “Didn’t people used to do this whole big thing with a ring when they asked someone to be their partner? Could it be that?”

Johnny flew up and tried to punch the kid, but Danny turned intangible just in time for the fist to sail right through his head. “Fuck, that’s probably it. Date?”

Danny grabbed the fist and flung Johnny towards the ground. “It’s the seventeenth.”

Johnny shot up, barely catching himself before he hit the ground, then accelerated before twisting around to slam into Danny with his back. “Of what?”

Danny turned intangible, letting Johnny sail right through him. “Seriously?”

Johnny stopped his ascent and turned around to throw a couple ecto blasts at Danny, who lazily floated around them to avoid getting hit. “Kid, just tell me.”

Danny tapped his chin in mock thought. “Hmmmm, judging by the weather, the decorations all around us and the literal Christmas songs being played loud enough for us to hear from all the way over here, gosh I don’t know. Maybe it’s December?”

“Fuck, I’m an idiot.” Johnny facepalmed. 

“I’ll say.” Danny moved to hover on his stomach in front of Johnny and flicked him in the forehead. “Who the heck forgets what month it is?”

“Oh shut up.” Johnny grabbed him by the back of his suit, and flung him down to the ground. Danny, not expecting It, didn’t have time to stop his fall. “Oh shit, what was that?”

“What was what?” Danny asked, picking himself up off the ground and brushing dirt off of himself. 

“I felt a rip.” Johnny lowered himself to the ground to look Danny over for injuries. “I didn’t seriously hurt ya there, did…” He trailed off looking shocked. “Kid? Why do you have tits?”

“I have, uh, oh.” Danny quickly crossed his arms over his chest and hunched his back to try to hide them, but it didn’t really work that well with how form fitting his jumpsuit was. “Um, costume party?”

Johnny didn’t look too convinced. “Oh yeah? What’s the costume?”

“Me? No. My clone?”

“Wait a second.” Johnny held out his hands, cutting Danny off. “Are you one of those gender swappers?”

“What?”

Johnny sighed and put his hand on Danny’s shoulder. “Now kid, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. Even I sometimes want to be a chick. The fancy dresses, the makeup, I haven’t quite figured out how to manifest boobs yet. Props to you for figuring that out in your first year though?”

“Huh?”

“I’m sure we could find some girl stuff for you, and if you ever want to change your name-“

Danny frantically waved his hands in front of himself. “Hold on, there’s been a bit of a misunderstanding here. I don’t want to be a girl.”

Johnny paused, confused. “You don’t?”

“No.”

“Then what’s with that?” He pointed towards Danny’s chest, Danny immediately crossed his arms again to try and hide it. 

“I think you ripped my binder.”

“Your what?”

Danny paused for a second to think. “A binder. It’s, uh, an article of clothing, it flattens them so it looks like I don’t have them.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

They trailed off into an awkward silence before a look of realization washed over Johnny’s face. “I can fix it.”

“What?”

He sat down on the floor and grabbed a little box out of one of his coat pockets, reaching his other hand out towards Danny. “Here, hand it over.”

Danny turned his hand intangible and grabbed the binder through his jumpsuit and inspected it for a few seconds, looking over the damage, before hesitantly tossing it over to Johnny. Johnny opened the box and pulled out a needle and a spool of white thread. He fed the thread through the needle and pulled, measuring the length with his arm and cutting the thread from the spool with his teeth before separating the two ends to let them untwist themselves, and tying them together. “You’re really fucking lucky it only ripped at the seam.”

“What’s that mean?” Danny lowered himself down to hover in a sitting position just above ground. 

“It means I’m just replacing stitches instead of adding new ones. There’s already a seam allowance here. There wouldn’t be a seam allowance if the fabric itself had ripped.”

“I have no clue what any of that means.”

“I’m gonna have to teach you how to sew then, or have someone else teach ya. It’s a valuable life skill, like cooking or cleaning or first aid.”

“I already know how to sew. Just, not fabric.”

“Sewing fabric and flesh are two different skills. Just because you know one doesn’t mean you know both.” Johnny reached the end of the rip and started to go back over the stitches he had already made. 

They waited in silence for a bit while Johnny continued sewing the binder and Danny flicked rocks on the ground before Danny thought of another conversation starter. “So what did you mean back there?”

“About what?”

“Manifesting boobs?”

Johnny paused in his sewing for a bit to think. “Oh yeah, it’s a type of body manipulation, like how you can make your limbs and shit go all stretch armstrong. You can do that, right?”

“Yeah?”

“Alright, so with a bit of practice, you’ll be able to like, change your appearance for long periods of time. Like, you’re tricking your body into believing that that’s its natural state. I’m not that good at it, I’m still figuring out how to stretch myself, but if you ask around I’m sure someone would be able to help you out.” Johnny tied off the end of the string with the beginning before biting off the excess thread with the needle attached. 

“That should probably hold pretty well, I mean, I did use close stitches and go around twice, so it shouldn’t break again anytime soon. But are you sure you should be fighting in this thing kid? Most of this fabric doesn’t seem too stretchy.” He held out the binder in front of him, making a show of trying, and failing to stretch it before tossing it over to Danny, hitting him in the face with it. 

“Gee, thanks. Suddenly worried for my safety huh?” Danny snarked as he grabbed the binder from his face. 

“Yeah, I mean, you are part human right? Or have I been misunderstanding this whole-” He gestured towards Danny. “Situation?”

“Yeah, but I’m still a ghost, so I don’t need to breathe and whatever damage it causes will just fix itself in like, an hour. You really don’t have to worry about it, I’ll be fine.”

Johnny looked at him skeptically before relenting. “If you say so. Shit, anniversary! Gotta get kitty something. You wouldn’t happen to know-” 

Danny pointed down the street. “Three blocks that way, on your left, candy store. Turn right and two more blocks, toystore. They sell plushies.”

“Thanks, kid. And be careful!”Johnny yelled as he ran off. 

“I’ll try.”

[redrocketpanda]

Thanks for answering my ask before. If you don't mind me asking (again), can I ask, what are your top 10 (or top 7) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......

Hello again - thanks so much for all of these questions!

Hmmmm, I have so many favourite things across so many different forms of media that choosing a top 7/10 is super hard. I've gone with my gut of the first things I thought of that I love, but the list could easily be wayyyyyy longer. I'm sorry - I tried to keep this as short as I could... In no particular order:

My Hero Academia (anime + manga) MHA is the first anime that I think I ever really properly enjoyed. I watched it in 2021/2022, immediately fell in love with it, and proceeded to devour both the anime and almost all of the manga. I obviously adore all of the characters, but I also love the way that MHA portrays superpowers - both in terms of how they function (w/ there being unique limitations to them) as well as how it depicts/explores superhero society. I don't normally go in for superhero type media anymore, but the combination of all of the above (plus literally the sickest soundtrack from Yuki Hayashi) easily makes it one of my fave ever things

The Wayfarers series by Becky Chambers (books) I could write an entire dissertation on why this is one of my favourite series of all time, and why Becky Chambers is one of my favourite authors. But the shorter answer is: literally everything about them. Chambers' writing is beautiful, her narratives are full of love, hope and community, and her characters are incredibly diverse and well written. My fave book from the series is Record of a Spaceborn Few.

Dragon Age series (video games) I first came across Dragon Age at a fan convention back in 2016/2017 during a panel on queer media (I think). In addition to the panel discussing the general queer relationships/characters in the series, they specifically highlighted Dorian and Krem in DA: Inquisition. The following day I went out, purchased all the games, and then played them through from the first game. IThe games are super fun to play, the writing is *chefs kiss*, and I love the themes that the games explore. I love them so much I've even written an article and done a podcast episode about them!

Jurassic Park franchise (films, books, games) Jurassic Park is one of the franchises that I was raised on (along with Star Wars) and I have been obsessed with it ever since. I've seen all the films (up to Jurassic World), read the books, own books about JP, played a bunch of the games, and even have a poster map of Isla Nublar on my wall. Dinosaurs are one of the big reasons I love them, but also I think the films have always been very interesting to me for how they give us a lens in which to think about animal rights + conservation in a science fictional setting (something else I have also done a paper on!)

Final Fantasy XV (video game) I'll keep this one short and sweet: best boys on a roadtrip that will both make your heart full of joy but will ultimately leave you a sobbing mess on the floor (Honestly I didn't play FFXV until the end of 2022 and I am still !!!!!!! over it)

Haikyuu!! (anime) sksalkkljsa. I don't even know what to say about this. HQ is just the fucking best.

I Was a Teenage Exocolonist (video game) I don't talk about it so much anymore, but Exocolonist is still one of my favourite games and it makes my heart feel so much whenever I think about it. I love the entire aesthetic of it. I love how impactful your choices feel and how many different routes you can go down. I love how inclusive the game is, not just in terms of gender, race and sexuality but also with polyamoury + family/community dynamics. The worldbuilding is beautiful, the soundtrack is *cries*. Just...it's such a wonderful game.

Manic (film) There are a lot of films I could choose for this list, but if I can only choose one (bc space) then I think Manic is a good pick. It's the 2001 indie film with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Zooey Deschanel, Don Cheadle, etc, and is set in an adolescent psychiatric ward. This film means a lot to me personally, I'll just leave it at that.

Xandri Corelel series (books) I spoke a bit about why I love the series so much in response to your favourite characters question but to summarise: cool as fuck science fiction series where cool as fuck autistic bisexual polyam protagonist, Xandri, is the head of the xeno-liaisons team. It's got stellar worldbuilding, excellent characters, and explores lots of interesting issues. Also, my favourite book is Tone of Voice (2nd in the series) partly bc its got space whales in it.

Mass Effect (video games) I think by now its pretty clear I love science fiction, so Mass Effect was always gonna be a big hit with me. I actually played Dragon Age first, and then a friend told me I had to play ME. The entire series is just sooooo good for very similar reasons to a lot of my other favourites: well-written, beloved characters, cool ass narrative/s, choice-based, fun FPS moments, cool worldbuilding, sick soundtrack!

[indigayghost]

I have this friend and like

He says he's straight and cis, right

But all his friends are trans

Every character he plays in our rpgs are girls. And I'm not saying that you can't create characters that aren't your gender and all that but like he says "I already have to be a boy in real life I don't want to be a boy in games" and like hmmmm okay

And this week we went out and he shaved his head and he said oh I'm feeling so good because I look like a lesbian and I'm like

Girl..............you're not being very cisgender about all of this................................

[quodekash]

i went to sleep yesterday instead of watching the eclipse episode BUT im here now and ready to suffer in a good way from the beauty that is akkayan

bRO

the parallels in this are crazy

the eclipse is filled with parallels and i love it so much

this is so funny, akk why do you keep saying that, hes gonna keep kissing you-

OHHHH HE KEEPS SAYING IT SO THAT AYE KEEPS KISSING HIM

I love them so much

i love the upside down kisses, it makes me think of the spiderman which makes me think of akk as spiderman which makes me think of how transmascs love spiderman which makes me have trans akk headcanons and ghjbdgfhjb i love it

GUYS YOU COULDVE SLEPT IN AN ACTUAL ROOM TOGETHER

YOU DIDNT NEED TO SLEEP THERE

THE OTHERS DIDNT

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

I LOVE YOU BUT YOURE SO SILLY

HES SO PRETTY HOW IS THIS MAN SO PRETTY

this scene is so funny

none of them even offer an excuse or explanation, they just run

what are namo and wat gonna do in the meantime while the others are doing their work 🤔🤔

HUZZAH I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN

i think we all knew this would happen

WAT YOURE A GENIUS

HE'S MAKING THEM MAKE UP AS CHARACTERS WHICH WILL HOPEFULLY MAKE THEM MAKE UP IN REAL LIFE BC THEIR LINES ARE VALID POINTS

lets give it up for our lord and saviour, wat

pffffft

sorry i know this is an important moment but-

but aye is just so short

and its so funny to me

even tho i know im shorter than khaotung by 16cm

its still funny

"i really want you to see them hug. theyre like two people who truly love each other but believe in different things" GRHJBSGD

i love platonic watsani moments they make me happy

some of my favourite scenes in the actual show are platonic watsani moments

theyre both my favourite characters (only by a little bit tho bc theyre all my favourite characters)

im just terrified of them being coupled together and im so glad theyve kept them entirely platonic and havent changed it at all, cos like for os2 they completely deferred off the seanmaitee train tracks bc winnysatang became a thing, but im glad theyve kept watsani's dynamic exactly the same, it makes me happy

THE TRIO TOGETHER AGAINNNN i missed them

i know theyve been hanging out this whole time but its been ages since weve seen just these three hanging out, their little friend group who've known each other for years, and can read each other inside out

theyve known each other for six years specifically

which is a really freaking long time

thats since they were in... year 6? BRO IMAGINE HOW TINY THEY WERE

AWW

DO YOU SEE NOW

DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHY THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS SO BEAUTIFUL

BHBJHVJHVJGV

"i think people hate or are afraid of something because they don't really understand it" KAN SPITTING FACTS

also gotta love the metaphor

look at how pretty this visual is

guess who im adding to my parents-to-destroy list

IM GONNA CRYYYY THEY ALL LOVE EACH OTHER AND COMFORT EACH OTHER AND WAT'S CRYING AND THEIR ARMS ARE AROUND EACH OTHER AND THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS SO BEAUTIFUL ITS KILLING ME

OMG

I KNOW WHATS COMING

THE HATS

THE FLIPIN HATS

IM GONNA HAVE A MENTAL BREAKDOWN ABOUT A COUPLE OF HATS

THEYRE SO CUTE IM NOT OKAY

always, aye

aye, a summary: pretty

THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES

NOW IM HAVING A MENTAL BREAKDOWN ABOUT BIKES

the gender on these two is immaculate

i want their gender please

NOOO THEYRE DOING A NUENGPALM THING

I KNOW THEYLL BE FINE BC THEYRE SOULMATES BUT NOOOO WHYYYY

"your mouth is messy." "your mouth is messy too" "wipe it for me" "with what?" "your mouth." HHHHHHHH

IM SMILING SO HARD I CAN BARELY SEE

LITTLE CHEEK KISS

i think akkayan's cheek kisses will be the end of me one day

there you go, communication, good job, finally

WHY DID YOU GUYS COME TOGETHER, HMMMM??

ZOOM ZOOM

oh you stronzo

he's finished the song, hasnt he

and hes gonna sing it to akk tonight for his birthday

OH NO

POOR NAMOOOO

all good tho, now he can date wat

sorry im being insensitive

i hope he feels better soon

am i crying because of how much i love these two human beings? maybe.

OMG FILM TIME

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WAT IS SO FREAKING TALENTED

i find it so funny that theyre all peeing together

also having a wall separating the urinals is so smart why is that not a thing everywhere

ah shoot i ran out of images again, hang on

[yanderes-galore]

Blu bot Scout with maybe a mad scientist darling? Halloween themed lmao like they found a Bot Scout unit after an MvM battlefield and they only find scrap or torn apart bots(and body parts) but Oooooh! Look! A fully(but damaged) Bot! Hmmmm, lookie lookie! It's still functional all it needs is some well-placed elbow grease and voila! A fully fixed Scout bot, they even gave him a voice module

Maybe during another scrap scavenging trip to another MvM battlefield, S/O is badly wounded by like a rouge still alive bot and Scout bot ends up saving their life? Soon becoming overprotective as if his programming had been switched to protector

Sure! Here comes another MvM short :) Sorry if the plot was a little everywhere, bit stressed out while writing this.

Given New Life

Yandere! Scout-Bot Short

(Halloween Event - Experiment)

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Murder, Blood, Manipulation, Malfunctioning machine, Self-aware machine.

A junkyard was a common place to find tinkerers of all sorts. That included you, someone who liked to make creations from scrap. It was a hobby you took up.

The junkyard became your best bet for scrap. Scrapped machines were always thrown here carelessly, their metal rusting from lack of use. You expected to pick up a few parts but nothing big.

Then you found him.

A robot that was, for the most part, intact. You pull the damaged unit out of a pile and look it over. The color was blue and it looked like the eyes lit up when functioning normally.

All over the bot was plates and joints. You could tell it was supposed to be modeled after a person. Upon closer inspection, you see the engraving 'Scout-Bot Unit' on the chest of the robot.

You hum to yourself, dragging the bot to your truck. You needed to collect a few more parts from the area, but after that...

It looked like you had a project to do.

"You'll be fun to tinker around with...."

---

Most of your free time went towards the new robotic toy you found. Parts were sprawled across your workshop along with tools. The robot itself sat on a table, leaning against a wall.

Each time you stepped away from it you were covered in oil. Each day you returned to it to try and breathe new life into the automaton. For a long while, you were unsuccessful.

You were not going to give up, however.

It took test after test, part after part, you shed sweat and tears over seeing this bot work. You were just about to give up after you replaced a few more busted pieces. Then, a miracle happened.

Beeping that sounded like the bot recalibrating itself rang through the workshop. The eyes glow to life and the bot straightens itself out. You had to clear its memory yet you were just happy it works.

"There we go... I knew I could fix you."

The bot stares at you silently, tilting its head at you.

"Can you... talk?"

You see the bot open its mouth but only screeching and static come out. You flinch at the sharp noise, shaking your head and gesturing to the bot to stop.

"Looks like I'm not done with you." You sigh, staring tiredly at the bot in front of you. "Good effort, though."

The bot only closes its mouth to continue staring at you. You assumed it was trying to register you in its new memory and decide to get that out of the way before you try out a new voice box. With a clearing of your throat, you stand in front of it.

"My name is (Y/N). I am your new master. It looks like you're named..."

You glance at the engraving on the bot's chest in search of what to call it.

"Scout. Let's call you Scout." You say after some consideration. The bot slowly nods its head in understanding before you sigh.

"Alright, you're going to quickly go back to sleep, okay? I need to give you a voice."

The bot gives no complaints when you reach over to switch off its power.

---

When the bot wakes up again to your voice, you once again look tired. You have been slaving away at this thing for about a week now. It was a nice hobby but this project took forever-

"Speak." You command.

"HELLO."

You smile before sighing in exhaustion.

"Oh, that took way too long to implement-" You huff, the bot tilting its head again.

"WHAT DID?"

"Fixing you up, buddy." You explain. The bot straightens itself up before processing your words.

"YOU FIXED ME?"

"Yup. Disassembled you, put you back together, the usual stuff."

"... YOU ARE FRIEND?"

"You can call me friend, or you can call me master. You have been fun to work on, albeit stressful. But, to be fair, you can just toss the formalities and call me (Y/N)."

"(Y/N). (Y/N) HAS BEEN REGISTERED AS FRIENDLY AND MASTER."

"I'll accept that."

Standing up you stretch, grimacing at the feeling of sitting for hours. The bot only stares at you until you turn to it.

"From what I can tell you are working well enough to move around the workshop. I'm going to shower, make yourself at home."

With that you leave, feeling successful.

---

The new bot you had successfully repaired had grown fond of you the more it was around you. You called it Scout and it took that name with pride. You had brought it back from the brink of no return....

You were its master.

A master it would do anything for. You were all it knew now. In fact, you may be all it cared for.

Things were fine. You taught it basic tasks and it became a servant for you. Then it... malfunctioned.

It thought that by keeping you away from other humans, it was doing you good. That by doing that it was saving you like had done with it. Yet you kept screaming.

Screaming at the blood. Screaming at the sharp scrap metal it used as a weapon. Screaming that the person it hurt was a friend.

"I DO NOT REGISTER THIS PERSON AS FRIEND. YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE REGISTERED. EVERYONE ELSE IS A THREAT."

"I never told you to do that!"

"EVERYONE ELSE IS A THREAT. YOU ARE FRIEND. I PROTECT FRIEND."

"Stay away from me-"

"YOU ARE SCARED. I WISH TO HELP."

"I'M SCARED OF YOU-"

"I AM FRIEND. COME HERE. I WISH TO HELP."

Scout ignored your screaming. Even with its futile attempts to console you, your screaming kept coming. Your throat runs raw at the roaring fear coming from you.

Scout never listens to you.

As far as it is concerned, it eliminated a threat.

You needed no one else, just like it only needed you.