#chemistry is the only part of science i dont like

[notisland]

me, a fool: wow i love chemistry! i should go into chemistry i love chemistry so fucking much

later me, who is also a fool: woe! a chemistry related field requires significant portions of science! my least favourite part of chemistry!

[noangeleither]

yin and yang: carmy and sydney's creative processes + menu planning

what i love about analyzing carmy and sydney is the way they mirror each other. their similarities and differences, and how they have the potential to complement each other well. truly make each other better at this.

this is most evident with the way they approach creating a dish.

sydney's creative process

evidenced by sheridan (s01e05) and sundae (s02e03), sydney is very imaginative when it comes to creating a dish. the editing in these episodes gives us an intimate view of her creative process. recipes often come to her in dreams/daydreams.

sydney gets inspired by her passion for cooking, her family history and her city/world around her (architecture, nature, other restaurants in Chicago). this really fits into sydney's motivations as a chef.

Sydney uses food to make people happy. She likes to take care of people. someone on here explained the significance of sydney wanting exactly one michelin star, which would signify affordable high quality food that normal everyday people have access to. in braciole she mentions to marcus that her dad and her didn't really go out to eat so when they did, they made it count and it was special. she wants to create an experience like that with her own spot (the Bear).

so naturally that is reflected in her food. its not simply a great meal, but a fabric/archive of her culture, history, worldview and entire character.

while sydney has a very imaginative creative process, she often just jots down her ideas in her little notebook(s), for later reflection.

carmy's creative process

carmy has a more tense relationship with cooking. while sydney and carmy are both amazing chefs, carmy seems to be more jaded and detached from his work.

for carmy he grew up in a household where food was a big part of his family. his mom, mikey, and nat can all cook well. he is naturally very great at it. he uses food to be closer to the people he loves. thats why in the face of rejection from his brother, he goes off and becomes one of the best chefs in the country out of spite. why he uses the beef to try and fix his relationship with mikey. why he was so devasted when syd quit and why he started his dream restaurant with her after she came back.

because we dont get an intimate look into carmys psyche when creating a dish, its harder to say but based off his monolouge in braciole (s01e8) and the way he uses food to connect with people he loves rather than having passion for it independently i can surmise that carmy isn't imaginative as sydney. food is more like a math equation (ironic)/a science.

“he’s the best bc he didn’t have any of the bullshit”, emotional ties/relationships of any kind. his career esp at EMP were isolating, rigid and cold. he was the best bc he was calculating, precise and competitive. which breeds excellence in his field while straying him further away from love and true passion.

i imagine carmy to be more pragmatic with creating a dish.

but carmy is a creative person at his core and while creating a dish might not be as colorful as when sydney does it. we do know that carmy can draw and visualize his ideas onto paper. "Sistine Chapel" level drawings according to syd.

sydney + carmy - potential true partnership

on my 3rd rewatch, i couldn't help but feel so dissatisfied with their partnership. granted this is on purpose since the show is only 2 seasons in and they are trying to do a slow burn in all aspects, not just romantic.

it really hit me that carmy and sydney have never - at least on screen - created a meal together. in s1, we never see the risotto come to fruition, we just get carmys input but never the finished product. in s2 finally, carmy and Sydney work together now that their dynamic has changed from boss and employee to partners. we get like what? 4 scenes of them creating the menu, and having this amazing professional chemistry but ultimately leads to two failed dishes, which would be ok if they worked together after that. but they dont...

instead for the rest of the season, we see them (mainly Syd) working on the menu separately. the menu is....alright. mainly has carmy written all over it (he has a the seven fishes + cannolis, weird homage to one of the worst nights of his life).

*putting on another pair of shipper goggles to say this makes the whole "you make me better at this" confession, even more mind-boggling bc better at what? you guys haven't even worked together all season. this = life , i rest my case*

in s3 and beyond, im excited for them to truly start working together as partners and actually see them create a dish together.

i want to see how their approaches to creating a dish can help the other.

how sydneys creative process can help carmy

besides the obvious romantic implications of the palette cleanser outing, the potential for them to understand each other on a deeper level in regards to food is something i mourn everyday.

after sydney goes on her trip solo, we see her ride the ferry and just take a look at her surroundings. shes thinking about the food she ate, shes looking at buildings, windows, looking at the snow. all inspiration for a dish.

imagine if carmy was there with her. he would be curious about what she's thinking about, get insight on how she creates and maybe want to learn to see food in a less practical way.

i mean he hadn't drawn in years it seems until he was inspired by sydney and the chaos menu to draw again....now imagine if he didn't ruin the moment by bringing up claire (LMFAO). the point is, sydney naturally sparks creativity and passion in him, even when they aren't together.

i know many people are theorizing that carmy will leave the culinary industry (and i agree most of the time) but i also think sydney is slowly but surely helping him discover/re-discover a passion for cooking. i think that carmy likes that sydney likes to take care of people because subconsciously he knows he does the same thing or has the potential for it (i.e making tiff sprite from scratch when she was experiencing morning sickness). evidenced by fishes (s02e6), care often feels like an obligation (he takes care of drunk donna when shes going through an episode) but it doesnt have to be this way. and now carmy wants to get a star for her....their interests are slowly aligning.

how carmys creative process can help sydney

this isn't as concrete as the one above but i found it interesting thinking about how carmys more pragmatic approach and sydneys idealistic approach can work in tandem.

first scene in pop (s02e5) shows sydney and tina late at night working on the tasting menu. later in the episode we find out that carmy has been pushing back menu planning leaving sydney on her own. she trying an elements concept which is extremly creative and impressive but even tina says, which sydney later agrees, that its a lot for a tasting menu.

im stretching maybe....but based on carmys comment on her risotto from the season before (needs acid) + his practical approach, it seems like he acts like a buffer when sydneys ideas get "a lot".

*in chemistry buffers are solutions added to resist pH changes when acidic and basic components are added*

so if carmy needs to be more creative and sometimes sydneys ambitions gets ahead of her....

sydney is the heart, while carmy is the brain (???)

one cannot work without the other. when they truly come together to create the menu, they both need to learn from one another to elevate the restaurant. not to mention with carmy's italian american roots and syd's Nigerian-Caribbean/southern roots, they have the potential for amazing fusion dishes and real partnership. i and others want the menu to physically reflect both of them.

conclusion

i literally dont know where im going with this. sorta kinda meta but its more like hopes and dreams for next season and me wanting to type my ideas down.

they complement each other well ok? and have potential for a great partnership once they communicate better. i like this part of the definition of yin and yang:  Their interaction is thought to maintain the harmony of the universe and to influence everything within it.

carmy and Sydney are the leaders of the bear, their relationship is foundational to the success of their restauarnt and team, once they work together truly, play to their strengths and weaknesses, then will come true harmony in their universe.

bonus

more sydcarm parallels/similaries/differences/yin yang moments:

carmys gold chain, syds silver earrings

carmys white t-shirts, syds white button ups

carmy is bad at math, syds great with numbers

carmy wasn't really great at school, this is sorta fanon but i can imagine syd excelled in school

both wear birkenstocks (more a chef thing but i still think its cute)

sunshine x grumpy trope but like better...usually the sunshine (syd) is more emotionally vulnerable making a space for grumpy (Carm), but they switch positions. carmy allows sydney to be more emotionally vulnerable often initiating deep conversations, while syd is more closed up/guarded

overall tho i think its cute that they are both shy/emotionally stunted but i do think purely aesthetic wise, sydney has a softer exterior ( doe eyes, colourful scarves, awkward) while carmy is more intimidating (tats, smokes, looks angry all the time)

both fight dirty - i.e their individual fights with richie (review, the bear)

carmy tho is more prone to outbrusts of anger/violence while sydney lets that shit shimmer until she explodes on you

both their passcode being 11111

carmy having dark mode on his phone, syd having light mode in s2

their matching clothes moments earlier in the second season and in bolognese

if theres more, pls comment/reblog, bc i always think of this shit and need more to cry about

fin!

credits: gif 1&2 , gif 3 and gif 4

[gmuffinhead]

Heres a Demon Slayer modern Au I came up with cuz I can.

Warnings, mentions of r*pe, domestic abuse and character death. Only short mentions of it, tho!

They are all college students, a level students. Cuz I'm British and i dont understand America.

College students:

Giyuu - 18 - A level computer science, A level physics, A level chemistry.

Sanemi - 18 - A level maths, A level physics, A level biology.

Shinobu - 17 - A level health and social, A level chemistry, A level biology.

Obanai - 18 - A level English Lit, A level English language, A level physics.

Mitsuri - 17 - Art level 3 btec.

Kyojuro - 17 - A level history, A level geography, A level business.

Tengen - 18 - A level preforming arts, A level art, A level music.

Gyomei - 18 - A level religious studies, A level Sociology, A level Psychology.

High-school students:

Zenitsu - 16 - Year 11.

Genya - 16 - Year 11.

Aoi - 16 - Year 11.

Tanjiro - 15 - Year 10.

Inosuke - 15 - Year 10.

Kanao - 15 - Year 10.

Muichiro - 14 - Year 9.

Nezuko - 14 - Year 9.

Senjuro - 14 - Year 9.

Facts:

Giyuu babysits Muichiro because Tsutako was Muichiro's nurse when he was in the hospital.

Kanae is a therapist. Tsutako is a nurse.

The Kamado family's bakery is right next to the Tomioka household.

Obanai and Shinobu live in the same apartment building.

Kanae and Tsutako are dating. They met at the hospital Tsutako works at.

Kanae is Inosuke's mum's therapist.

Shinobu has babysat Inosuke on multiple occasions before.

Tanjiro and Kanao are dating.

Mitsuri and Obanai are dating, and Obanai sometimes stays around hers during holidays.

Aoi has a crush on Tanjiro.

Zenitsu doesn't hold any romantic feelings for Nezuko.

Shinobu and Giyuu are very close.

Rengoku's family used to babysit Mitsuri and her siblings, but ever since Kyojuros mum died the families haven't interacted outside of Kyojuro and Mitsuri.

Mitsuri can't drive so Obanai drives her around.

Family:

Giyuu lives with his sister since their parents died when he was younge due to an illness.

Sanemi and Genya live with all their siblings and their mum. Their dad is in prison for domestic violence.

Shinobu lives in her older sisters apartment since their parents passed away when she was only 12.

Obanai lives with Kyojuro in the same apartment building as Shinobu. He was born and raised in a cult that he fortunately escaped from, and was adopted by the Rengoku's.

Mitsuri lives happily with her parents.

Kyojuro lives with Obanai, he used to live with his acholic dad and younger brother but left because his dad was getting worse. His younger brother stays with him during the weekends.

Tengen has an apartment with his three girlfriends. He doesn't want to live at home since his family is a military family and don't agree with his educational choices. His girlfriends also come from a military past. But all four of them have put it past them now to live normally.

Gyomei lives on his own, but does babysitting after school and on the weekends. He babysits Sanemi's siblings often.

Muichiro lives with his parents. Unfortunately when he was 10 him and

Yuichiro got into a terrible car accident. Where in the heat of the moment Yuichiro leapt across his seat to shield his brother. Muichiro got a serious head injury and can't remember anything.

Tanjiro and Nezuko live with their family and own a bakery.

Zenitsu lives with his granfather and his adoptive brother. Although they don't get along well.

Kanao was recently adopted by Kanae and Shinobu. She was trafficked and abused by many people before ending up in an orphanage, however the orphanage didn't know how to deal with her trauma so they contacted a known therapist, Kanae, who decided to adopt Kanao.

Aoi lives in the orphanage Kanao was sent to. She works part-time for Kanae.

Inosuke lives with his mother. His father (not douma) is in prison for r*pe of a minor (Inosukes mum). Inosukes mum gave birth to Inosuke when she was only 17. (WHICH IS LIKE CANNON??)

Other facts about school.

Shinobu, Giyuu, Mitsuri, Obanai, Rengoku and Sanemi all went to the same high School that the younger kids go to.

Tengen and Gyomei went to separate schools.

Sanemi had a small crush on Kanae during his high school years.

Giyuu and Shinobu shortly dated before finding out they were both gay. However, they continued to play date because they didn't want to come out.

Rengoku set Obanai and Mitsuri up when they were in year 10. They've been datingg ever since.

Sanemi and Obanai used to get detention quite often since they misbehaved. Giyuu also got detention but because he skipped many lessons. Thos caused Obanai and Sanemi to dislike him and think that he didn't value his education and must have thought he was better then it. Giyuu on the other hand just didn't enjoy sitting in the classrooms due to how anxious it made him, and would do his work on his own somewhere else.

Giyuu didn't have many friends as he kept to himself and skipped many lessons.

Shinobu and Mitsuri became good friends in year 9, Shinobu had a little crush on her but quickly got over it when Mitsuri and Obanai started dating.

In Tengens school, no one believed him when he said he had three girlfriends because they each went to different schools. That was until he took all three of them to his prom. It was pretty flashy.

A picture diagram to show how the friend group came to be and how they all are linked.

Ships (maybe):

Sanemi X Giyuu (but it's like subtleish)

Tengen X Suma X Hinatsuru X Makio

Mitsuri X Obanai

Tanjiro X Kanao

Kanae X Tsutako

[aliorsboxostuff]

Idk if u will do this request but! Miguel’s time is like futuristic set right? ( trans people would just transition and be more accepted in this timeline sí right? 😭) so Miguel He went to college at a high prestige science university and so did reader for he is too an smart as him with his own creations in robotics and chemistry. Miguel had tried to get alone room accommodation but failed and got partnered up with transftm!reader and they became roommates. Reader fell in love with Miguel but he didn’t notice cuz he was too focused on his work and whatever. Years go by aka spider verse but suddenly miguel needs help from his old college roommate. Angst fluff maybe…smut??? Sorry English isn’t my first language 😭😭

Hey anon! I appreciate the idea and i love how much you fleshed it out! Dont worry, i completely understand your vision, and i get it english is hard for me too lol i hope i got your ideas right tho, sorry this turned into angst more than what i was aiming lmao enjoy all!

History

Tags: Miguel O’hara x FTM!Reader, Villain!Reader, Lyla, Past Relationship, Angst, Falling Out, Fighting, Arguments, Dirty Thoughts, Meet-Cute, Pining, Secret Crushes, Miguel is as dense as ever, poor reader on this one HAHA

They had a history. Of living together, spending time with each other, but despite all of that it all went downhill. Who knew your ex-roommate turns out to be Doc Oct

(Takes place before Post Credit Scene in into the Spiderverse)

—

"Miguel, I hate to tell you this but we can't-"

"There has to be another way, you designed this Lyla!"

"Hey! Don't blame the AI, blame the maker! I only followed what you said!" 

Lyla huffs and glitches to another part of the console. Miguel is currently hunched over a table in the corner of his lair, the only light illuminating his project is the light rod over his workbench and the monitors around him. 

The girl busies herself with schematics, working out equations and trying to find where they went wrong.

Miguel's latest work on the multiverse brace is to eliminate the glitches that it makes whenever someone uses it. It could potentially lead to wounds from the cells traveling to a different world, and even the healing factor won't fix it. Worst-case scenario, it would lead to a fatal wound, possibly death, and Miguel can't risk that if he's gonna start interdimensional travel. 

His eyes scan over the chip connected to his computer, adding and removing codings that might've gone wrong. He's wearing the headband Lyla gifted him, or mailed to him when it was his birthday months ago, to be exact. 

"I swear the shell is all good, Miguel. It should all contain the molecules needed for the portal bracelet,"

"Can you please stop calling it that?" 

"What? 'Portal'?"

"Yes. It's not a portal, we already have that," Miguel rolls his eyes, gluing them back to the screen.

"Then what are we calling it?" Lyla pouts, adjusting her heart glasses.

"Transdimensional Pathfinding Wristlet."

Lyla pauses her work, and turns to Miguel, her brows raised, the blinks once, twice. "Wh- seriously?" 

"Y'know what, I'm not even gonna try," He shakes her head before glitching to another monitor. "Leave it to the crazy scientist to name his things,"

Miguel ignores what his AI had said, instead focusing back on the chip. If this succeeds, it’ll be the first dimensional trip the prototype could make, and he’d prefer not to be a piece of burnt toast once he comes out of it. He coded another line, before he ran a diagnostic. The screen glares red, the annoyingly big letters of ‘ERROR’ pops up.

Miguel blinks, before he feels his claws coming out, promptly making him stand and throw his chair across the room. It shatters, the metal pieces clinking to the concrete floor. He heaves, sharp fangs bared, barely causing anger at his fingertips. 

Lyla fixes him with a look. “That your fifth chair Miguel,”

The man takes a steady breath, wiping his hand across his face, working at his jaw. He tilts his head sharply and something pops. He faintly hears Lyla clicking her tongue. 

"There's a guy I know,"

—

"What do you mean there isn't any- I booked a single room last week," 

"I'm sorry but there must've been a mishap in the system. I'm going to have to put you with an available roommate," 

"I don't want-" Miguel sighs, tapping his foot insistently. "Look, is there any way I can register for another single room?" 

"You can wait a couple of weeks for a vacant room, but you'd need to consult with the head of the faculty." She nodded to him, a regretful look behind those blonde bangs. Miguel huffs, hands on his hips, thinking out a decision. 

"Fine," He groans. "Who's still available for a roommate then?" 

The girl's brows raise before she quickly types something into the computer, reading out what looks like a list with numbers and names. "Oh!" She smiles. "Room 304, on the third floor is still awaiting a roommate,"

"Great, thank you," Miguel grumbles, already picking up his boxes where he left them on the floor.

"If you'd like-" The girl calls for him again. "I can talk to the faculty member, see if I can help you with the room situation," 

"Sure, I'd appreciate it," Miguel's back is already turned to her as he makes his way to the building's elevator. With his gym bag slung over his shoulder, and the boxes of his unfinished work, traversing the hallway takes a bit of an effort. Students were not mingling around because most of them were already in their rooms, with the time turning just after 5 PM. 

Finally, he reaches the elevator doors. Miguel shuffles the boxes into one hand, struggling to press the button before he is beaten to it by another hand reaching for the ascend button too. 

"Here man, let me help you," The person says, already picking up the two boxes that cover Miguel's vision even before he said anything.

"Hey don't-" He begins, before he finally gets a good look at the person that dared to touch his scraps. The man in front of him, standing just inches taller than him, hair with an unintelligible style, captivating eyes and the faintest smirk on his lips. 

Miguel's brain stutters a bit. "I'm- nevermind, thanks," 

"Of course dude," And Miguel's interest plummets. "What floor?"

"Third please," He nods, pressing the button once he and Miguel get in. The door closes and leaves the two in silence, only the faint whirr of the elevator's machine. 

"So, late to dorm assignments?" 

"Nah, they messed up my request," 

"Shit, really?" He turns to Miguel, his brows furrowed. 

"Yeah, now I'm stuck with a damn roomie,"

"Oh yeah? What room?" 

"304, apparently," Miguel huffs, looking down into the box he's carrying, the tape on it peeling slightly. The guy halts, now his brows are raised. 

Miguel's turn to look confused, before the guy chuckles lightly. "Funny you say that 'cuz," 

"I'm room 304," He smirks, readjusting the boxes. 

There's a pause, before he feels the red of embarrassment gathers on his cheeks. "You're-" 

"That damn roomie? Yeah,"

"Fuck, sorry I didn't-"

"No no, it's fine! Really," The guy laughs, shaking his head while Miguel tries to formulate a coherent sentence. "I don't mind man, I get wanting your own space though," 

"Hey, I hope I'll be a good roomie," He bumps Miguel's shoulder lightly, his smile not fading. Miguel finds himself mimicking it slightly. After that, he introduced himself to Miguel, his major and such.

The elevator opens just after that, the two make their way down the hallway. He asks about Miguel's major too, just as they reach the door. 

"I seriously didn't think I'd get a roomie," He chuckles, turning the key with a million other key chains. It jingles, before he pushes the door open and into the room. "I'll go check with the front desk-" 

"Oh!" He turns after putting down the two boxes he was carrying. "Just got the text, said they'll give you the key tomorrow," 

"Great," Miguel rolls his eyes, putting down his box on the vacant desk and his duffle on the chair. He turns, inspecting the room that he's been sent to stay in. One side is already cluttered with his roommate's stuff, plants and books and papers strewn about. He tilts his head when he spots a flag on his desk.

"You're trans?" Miguel asks, turning to him where he was still standing with his phone out. He hums and lifts his head, meeting Miguel's browns.

"Oh that old thing? Yeah," He scratches the back of his neck. "I know, I get it. No one really cares nowadays, the worlds moved on, whatever," 

He glances at the little flag, pink and white and blue adding color to the messy desk. He smiles. "It's a reminder, I guess," 

Miguel stares at the flag, just once, before he nods and shrugs, turning to open his boxes. "Sure, that's cool," 

He can practically feel the sunshine radiating from his roommate behind him. He crosses his arms, turning again to face him, and he's right because his roommate has a really bright smile. "I hope we'll be good friends, Miguel," 

—

"Miguel there's so many people in Nueva York how am I supposed to-'' Lyla stops, before she grins. "Nevermind, found him!" 

Miguel finishes his spider shot, cracking his neck again as he sets the syringe down. He turns towards Lyla, the AI already projecting the location. "Looks like our guy lives in… the slums? I thought you said he was a prodigy," 

"Yeah well not everyone gets a decent job even if they are a genius," Miguel huffs, running his hand through his hair as he looks at the mirror.

"Who's you said the guy was again?" Lyla begins to scroll through the data. 

Miguel sighs. "Old roommate, back in college," 

"Ooh, interesting," She giggles.

"Lyla don't-" 

"I'm not looking through his history! Just a peek, though," 

Miguel lets out another sigh, walking towards the large opened window. "Uh, hey Miguel, are you sure about this?" 

"Why what's wrong?" 

Lyla displays her screen as it glitches in front of Miguel. According to her research, the old roomie has been caught by the police stealing items from hardware stores and electronic stores, a handful of accounts of disruption of peace according to the other tenants in his old apartment. And he's currently deemed missing.

"Where did you say his location was?" Miguel reads through the file, his brows knitted. 

"Just here, some abandoned warehouse in the slums," 

—

“Miguel, man, you’ve got to eat,” A tray for warm food was suddenly placed between Miguel's paperwork. He huffs, pushing the plate away and to the edge of his already small table. He hears a sigh, before the plate is moved out of his peripherals, and Miguel is back into his work.

“Dude, you only ate like, one energy bar after going to the gym,” 

“I’m fine,” 

Another exasperated sigh, before his roommate goes back to whatever robotics he was working on. Miguel has been perfecting his latest assignment the whole week, going back and forth on his computer, writing down research papers and consulting with his professors. Meanwhile, the man that he shares his room with is tinkering with a recent robotic piece he’s been pouring his heart into.

It’s correct that they share most of their schedule together. Miguel would wake up before dawn, and so would he. They’d run a couple of laps around campus before hitting the gym just before it gets too crowded. He’d spot for Miguel while Miguel would comment on his form if it needs any improvement. Sometimes they’d share breakfast together, before they head for their different classes, though ever since Miguel has been engrossed in his recent paperwork, their time spent together has been blessed. It'd be a lie to say Miguel doesn't miss their shared time, but he supposes seeing him back in their room after a long day is enough. Though, it doesn't seem enough for his friend. 

Unbeknownst to Miguel, his roommates have been supporting a devastating crush on him. Stolen glances, longing eyes whenever Miguel's back is turned towards him. Times when he’d stare a bit too long whenever Miguel was doing his bench presses, times when he’d stand close just to feel the comforting warmth beside him. He’d fuss over Miguel, bringing food or drinks, bringing things Miguel might've forgotten with his busy schedule. Sometimes, when Miguel worked too late and too much, he’d fall asleep on his desk, at which he’d bring his blanket to cover Miguel’s back. In the morning, he rolls his eyes and says something about Miguel getting a bad back, which Miguel would promptly ignore. 

It’s currently Friday night. The man that's sitting on the opposite side of the room has seemingly lost interest in his robotics and decided to peer out of their bedroom window. Suddenly, Miguel is bombarded by a loud shout coming from outside of their room, and snaps quickly to the source. He sees his roommate has opened the bedroom window and is looking out into the campus’ courtyard. 

“Yeah, I'll join you! Be right down!” He hollers, before he shuts and locks the window. Miguel turns, blinking away the slight dizziness he got. 

“Who was that?” 

“A friend, they're having a party at one of the frat houses, you wanna join?” He grins, pulling on his leather jacket and pocketing his belongings. Miguel has never been to a party and he's not about to start going, especially when he has a deadline to push. He shakes his head, always swiveling back his chair. 

“No thanks,” 

He hears his friend scoff. “Come on Miguel! You’ve been working on that thing for ages now, you deserve a break, and the deadline isn't for another month!” 

“I’m not interested,” Miguel bites back, barely glancing at his pleas. 

“Just this once, I promise it’ll be fun! I’ll be there and I can take care of-”

“I said I'm not interested.” He spits out, already hunching into the part he’s soldiering. He doesn't hear anything, not an answer or another push for him to join. The air has changed, something heavy hangs between them. The tension is palpable, but despite it all Miguel only hears the shuffling of his friend's boots. 

“Sure, whatever,” His roommate fixes a stare at the back of Miguel's head, before he unlocks their door. “Y’know, one of these days that work of yours is going to destroy you if you're not careful,” 

And with that, he leaves Miguel alone for the night. 

—

“What the fuck!” Miguel jumps and manages to hold on to the side of the building. “Lyla searches for his weakness points!”

“Hah! You think this has a weakness, Miguel?!” The man shouts, a wide grin on his lips. “I’ve perfected these arms, they are practically indestructible!” 

“SO this is how you greet your old roommate?” 

“I’d prefer for us to meet for coffee, but after how you treated me, I think this…” He brings a menacing robotic arm towards him, as if to inspect it. “Is way better,” 

The arm suddenly lunges towards Miguel which he narrowly avoids. He jumps and entwines two of the appendages together as he lands behind the man, at which he growls and breaks free of Miguel’s red webs. “I never treated you badly!”

“No, not really huh,” He smirks. “But you never noticed the shit I did for you anyways!” 

He spears those sharp arms towards Miguel which he does a couple of doges before jumping down the rooftop they were currently fighting on. 

“All of those morning coffees, late dinners, all for nothing! None! All because you were so fucking focused-” He sharply turns, grabbing Miguel’s wrist and stopping him from dropping a punch. He suddenly pulls Miguel towards him, burning anger behind those eyes. “On combining a damn spider's DNA with yourself!” 

He throws the Spiderman across the street, breaking several walls until the momentum finally stops. Miguel groans, cracking his neck when Lyla suddenly pops up. “Boss, the control panel for those arms is on his back, if you could pull it apart from him, it’ll stop him from controlling it,”

“On it.” Miguel swiftly stands, running through the many rooms he passed before leaping into the air, catching the man off guard. He throws a punch that lands on his face, throwing him off balance and into the concrete street below. He grows, and fixes his jaw, before launching back to full force against Miguel. 

“It was all fine until you went out with that fucking brunette!” He shouts, throwing debris towards Miguel which he weaves and dodges. “Did I ever mean anything to you?!”

He’s got Miguel pinned to the ground, and pushes all of the arms to stab at him, but instead misses and gets buried in the ground instead when Miguel swiftly pulls away with his web. He struggles to get the appendages out of the strong concrete, suddenly finding them stuck, an opportunity for Miguel to rip the control panel off. He swings above the man, landing directly behind him where he quickly digs his nails into the seams of the panel. 

“I’m sorry,” Miguel manages before he pulls. An ear-splitting scream, before deathly silence. Miguel could only hear his heavy breath, before sparks of green ran through the man's body, and it jolted him. He shouts, before falling into the pavement. Miguel takes a beat to examine the control panel, before throwing it somewhere on the ground. He spots the bareback of his once roommate, a horrid sight of root-like marks growing around the man's back. Miguel furrows his brows, before he hears the faint police sirens, no doubt coming over to clean up the commotion. 

Just as Miguel was about to make his leave, he heard the man cough, a horrid groan behind him. Miguel glances slightly, as he hears him begin to speak. 

“I was right… Your work did destroy you.”

Requests are opened! Remember to reblog!

[dontyoufinditstrange]

From Under The Cork Tree Lyrics That Alter My Brain Chemistry

Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued

"the ribbon on my wrist says 'do not open before christmas'" "we're only liars, but we're the best" "its just past 8 and i'm feeling young and reckless"

Of All The Gin Joints In All The World

"i used to waste my time dreaming of being alive, now i only waste it dreaming of you" "we're sleeping through all the memories"

Dance, Dance

"tonight it's 'it can't get much worse' versus ' no one should ever feel like'" "i'm two quarters and a heart down" "and i don't wanna forget how your voice sounds" "these words are all i have so i'll write them so you need them just to get by" "this is the way they'd love if they knew how misery loves me"

Sugar, We're Going Down

"i'm just a notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song" "a loaded god complex, cock it and pull it" "isn't it messed up how i'm just dying to be him?"

Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner

"i keep my jealousy close cause its all mine" "hand behind this pen relives a failure every day" "so wear me like a locket around your throat, i'll wear you down, i'll watch you choke"

I've Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)

"we're the kids who feel like dead ends" "and the poets are just kids who didnt make it and never had it at all" "force our smiles, baby, half dead, from comparing myself to everyone else around me" "please put the doctor on the phone cause i'm not making any sense" "blame everyone but me for this mess" "and my back has been breaking from this heavy heart" "i'm hopelessly hopeful you're just hopeless enough"

7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen)

"i keep tellin myself, i keep tellin myself i'm not the desperate type, but you've got me looking through blinds" "trying to forget everything that isn't you" "i'm not going home alone, cause i dont do too well on my own"

Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year

"cause i swear i'd burn the city down to show you the light" "no matter what they say, don't believe a word" "cause i'll keep singing this lie if you keep believing it" "take our tears, put em on ice" "ashamed of the way the songs and the words own the beating of our hearts" "got a sunset in my veins" "i need to take a pill to make this town feel okay" "i need to keep you like this in my mind"

Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends

"you are a getaway car, rush of blood to the head" "we only do it for the scars and stories, but not the fame" "at least everyone is trying, everyone is shining, everyone deserves the flames, but its such a shame" "the sounds of this small town make my ears hurt" "the tide's out, the ship's run aground, we drown traitors in shallow water"

I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me

"you're the only place that feels like home" "i'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends" "i am sorry my conscience called in sick again" "i've got arrogance down to a science" "they call kids like us vicious and carved out of stone" "but for what we've become we just feel more alone" "so progress report: i am missing you to death"

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"

"you're just the girl all the boys wanna dance with and i'm just the boy who's had too many chances" "i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it" "write me off, give up on me, cause darling what did you expect?"

Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)

"we never stood a chance and i'm not sure if it matters" "i'm mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town" "i know this hurts, it was meant to" "it's mind over you don't, don't matter" "it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming into microphones for attention because we're just so bored" "we never knew that you would pick it apart" "i'm falling apart to songs about hips and hearts"

XO

"i left my conscience pressed between the pages of the bible in the drawer" "love never wanted me, but i took it anyway" "choose love or sympathy" "loose lips sink ships"

[amory444]

what are ur thoughts on alchemy and philosophy and how does this connect to pruaus

FUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA(I forgot the pruaus part BUT I HAVE A LONGER RAHT FOR THAT.)

Alchemy has always been connected humanitys will to imitate and to be on par with the holy. The idea that we too could purify, mold, and combine objects and elements into our will-hell even our image- is actually what we think gods and deities could do. As much as people claim that alchemy was a sort of praise and worship of god, it was also the culmination of envy for the power that one thing holds over us.

We don't like being controlled, we like free will, we also like to look at something and say "yes! Yes that is me!". That's why we said the moon was feminine and the sun was masculine, that is why we created god even. We created someone in our image, someone we consider perfect, taking each part of what we consider perfect. It is what we are, what we want, but they both contradict. We are contradictory that is our nature. We want peace yet we want power, we want freedom yet we want control, we want love yet we want revenge. Alchemy has always been about the path to become like god, to be able to purify, create, and mold. We give objects something that we can relate to, because that's only way we're able to relate, to understand. Because all we really wanted was to understand ourselves.

The goal of alchemy is to reach a greater high, to create gold or to achieve the philosopher stone. One or the other, what's important ad that we achieve. Life has always been about a path to a goal.

"I am hungry, I must eat, my goal is to find food. "

"I am bored, I must seek, my goal is to find entertainment. "

"I want to understand, I want to know, my goal is to discover. "

A life without meaning is a life without a path, humans are always looking for something this they are always on a road to somewhere both literally and metaphorically. In alchemy we have principles, principles are not the base, they are not the original, they are simply he start in which things diverge. From salt we opened the path of stabilization of minerals, with sypfur we dissolved objects to welcome a new state. Alchemy itself was a step in the direction of chemistry and logic, as opposing as logic and belief can be.

By looking at things as humans, we discover more about ourselves as we try to fit ourselves into the box of the non living. Everytime we try to understand something we also try tp understand ourselves. Humans, as much as they can understand everything around them, cannot comprehend their own sub conscious. Because it's not ruled by a law of any kind. Scientifically, our psyche was never ruled by higher beings, our likes and dislikes are not always ruled by our environments, even down to our birth we can't exactly pin point why exactly we were born to this body, to this conscience, to this shape. But a rock, a rock is built on minerals and years of reaction. It has a law to follow, and idea to uphold, something we never had.

The only true wat to understand, is to combine. To study humans non alignment with the strict following of objects. To combine the rabid constant feminine with the still and calm masculine. The conscious that we know and the unconscious that we dont. To combine, amalgamate, to mold, the point is that we want to connect

As much as we like to believe that science, feelings, objects, things, life, is separate and on its own, we also have to accept that reality will always be a culmination of everything.

Alchemy is science, if science incorporated philosophy. Philosophy is science, if there never was alchemy.

Life's goal is the path as much as the path leads to the goal. To find the path we need to connect, to find the next route, to see the differing roads to walk to achieve our next destination. We can never truly be seperate as everything connects into everything and this everything is everything, but at the same time everything is nothing. No matter what we do we always try to connect the non human to the human, through numbers and symbols, whatever.

[selfdiagnosedeyemotif]

Ema Skye for ask game

a) i think she had a major falling out with her friends (kay and sebastian from aai, but you wouldnt know them) about 4 years into the 7yg, and hadn't spoken to them for a hot sec going into ajaa. b) she reads as being a bit of a tech wiz to me in addition to her other scientific prowess. i think she has the single most powerful modded 3ds on the planet. like that thing runs elden ring. (source: the sprite attached at the top of the post). c) she and lana shared an apartment for a few months after the latter got out of prison. they have both sworn to never repeat such a thing. even if they grew up with only the two of them, that is something that must stay in the past.

on a doylist level, i do think that giving her something to differentiate her personality-wise from maya in the first game would have been to her benefit. on a watsonian level, she is enough of an asshole that i dont think i would want to be around her all that much. like the hater schtick would be fun at first but it would get tired fast.

truly just a phenomenal depiction of what it's like to grow up. you change. sometimes, the way you used to be isnt something you can keep up anymore. that little kid isnt you anymore. but the stuff that they loved, their passions, are still your passions. you can't change that. and sometimes, those things can come back to you. also, GREAT way to really sell the weight of the 7yg. beanix alone would have been good, but having an outsider perspective on state vs. enigmar makes it feel way more real, especially given her second perspective on that change is paired nicely with her own personal changes.

shes a fellow science freak. i dont talk a ton about it online but i fucking love chemistry. chemistry is my shit. and i see a lot of the same traits in regards to that (especially in how it can quickly usurp ema's cynicism) in her.

im boring. i like faraskye (kay faraday from aai and ema). they just feel like they wouldve swapped numbers after their brief meeting in aai1-3, and i just find the idea pretty fun (and like. i think they ABSOLUTELY need to have gotten close in some regard, hence the headcanon in 1a)

a) i think she and klavier made up after the events of turnabout succession. like a big part of her feud with him was his involvement in state vs. enigmar and phoenix's disbarment, and that trial proved that he wasn't at fault for that. the two of them obviously had other stuff to work through, they were both kinda dicks to each other, but it was a start. b) after she failed the forensics exams, the first person she went to was lana. the two of them had a good cry about it for a while in the visitor's room of the prison. c) she cried at the first one of trucy's performances that she went to. the weirdgirl-former weirdgirl link got a little too powerful there. d) a bit vaguer, but she should have met maya! before aa6! im not even sure if the two of them met in aa6! but they still should have met before getting to that point! e) ill be real ive kinda run out of steam on the situations thing so i might have to leave it here. apologies

ditto for this one. i havent the foggiest, mostly by virtue of the fact that theres only so many characters that ema interacts with

[treetownconfessions]

well dont be shy!

AAAA OKAYOKAY!!!!

im only doing the main series characters but the spinoff ones also have a touch of the tism

Cuddles: special interest is music! particularly rock but just about anything. his hyperfixations include any and every type of sport, both casual and extreme

Giggles: special interest is all things romance related! movies, literature, etc.!

Toothy: film/theatre special interest! any and every genre and type! if you can name it, hes probably watched it and WILL tell you all there is to know about it. also possible Splendid/comic book hyperfixation

Lumpy: IT IS VERY HARD TO KEEP TRACK OF HIS HYPERFIXATIONS he has so many of them

Petunia: Victorian flower language and botany special interest! maybe a hyperfixation on the Victorian era as a whole

Handy: Construction! He LOVES building and fixing stuff and that is his special interest. He's also seen bowling in some episodes and that may be a hyperfixation methinks

Nutty: CANDY AND SWEETS AND BRIGHT COLORS AND ALL THAT STUFF!!!!!! the candy and sweets are basically a majority of his character and i am so very convinced that thats his special interest

Sniffles: totally projecting with all but two of these but his special interest is definitely death science and forensic chemistry and pathology. major hyperfixation on Splendid and entomology and maybe a slight Sparklecare hyperfixation. little extra but i think hes semiverbal

Pop: old fashioned cars. dont ask me where im getting this from because i dont know either

Cub: kinda hard to tell with Cub but i think it would also be cars. the automobile tism runs in the family /silly

Flaky: baking special interest! I kinda wanna say they have a horror hyperfixation but that may be a stretch. also methinks they are non-verbal

The Mole: history and literature special interest! no specific type of history or literature or history of a certain subject. just history and literature as a whole.

Disco Bear: also may be a stretch but he may have a disco era special interest...

Russell: his special interest is the ocean!! part of why he became a pirate methinks. another extra hc but i think his little "yarr" thing may be a type of vocal stim and he is ALSO semiverbal!! Lifty and Shifty: shiny things special interest!! EVERYTHING shiny theyre like that crab from Moana but before he was a thing /silly. also methinks Shifty is hyperverbal

Mime: special interest is everything circus related! they are also nonverbal methinks

Cro-Marmot is not autistic /j (fr though i think they also have many hyperfixations)

Flippy: special interest is plushies! he loves all soft things both physical and color-wise and (more projection oops) has sensory issues

Fliqpy: literally the exact opposite this fuckers special interest is all things dark and fucked up and disturbing and graphic

Splendid: special interest is literature! maybe a baking hyperfixation too

Lammy: another plushies special interest haver! and her hyperfixation is tea, both the types of tea, and the history of tea. also non-verbal hc #3

if i come up with anything else i will keep u updated and also i am also working on a list of every time a character has shown autistic characteristics and once i finish that maybe ill submit that too - Meat Face fan anon (hey new signoff thingy!!)

thank you for the food

[cleansingreflections]

hey this might sound weird but im writing a fic where a character is majoring in geology. you are the only person i know of who majors in geology. can you like, tell me some things or classes a geology major might be doing? no scenes are focused on school i just need some ideas for a throwaway line or two 😭 sorry if this sounds weird ajfjsjfjfsjakd

all good! i can help you but keep in mind that i go to an italian university so it might work different here than in the us

ill tell you some of the classes my university offers:

physical geography and cartography, inorganic chemistry, physics for geological sciences, maths, geology 1 (more specifically it was based on sedimentology and stratigraphy), mineralogy, earth physics, paleontology, petrology and petrography, geomorphology, geochemistry, geology 2 (no idea whats gonna be about because i havent taken it yet)

idk how you call these in english but the ones i just listed are all mandatory and you *need* to take those to graduate in my uni, the next ones are optional: geological risks, intro to vulcanology, intro to hydrogeology, gemmology, structural geology, history of geology, geology of [country]

some stuff you might want to know:

- polarising microscope: this is the kind of microsope you would use in a mineralogy or petrography laboratory, your character might mention it if theyre attending a laboratory for those classes?

- on field classes are very common, i've had on field classes for geography/cartography, geology 1 and i will have them for petrography and geology 2

- we have laboratories very often, some are focused on being able to do a macroscopic analysis of a geologic sample (geology 1, mineralogy), while other are focused on a microscopic analysis of a thin section (mineralogy again, petrography)

- if you want your character to complain about a class being difficult, geology 1, mineralogy and petrography especially are the ones they would complain about lol

if you need anything else let me know, i love to talk about things that are geology related! if you want your character to be passionate about one topic and talk about it i can help you w that (the curse of knowing about rocks is you will unconsciously start talking about them regularly because they are everywhere), like if your character is interested more in one part of geology, then they will enjoy one class more than the other etc

hope this helped? i tried to be as clear and exaustive as possible. dont be afraid to ask for any clarification because again i love to talk about geological sciences, i might just not know a lot about some of these classes because i havent taken all of them

[iamtheoneandonlyever]

1, 6, 28 AND 39 FOR THE ASK GAME

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK <3

what are three things you'd say shaped you into who you are?

hmm, well, i really love stem subjects, its a whole thing, and that's all bc of my mom, who from the start tried to get me interested in science and math and space, shoutout to my mom! oh, definitely rubik's cubes, i have a whole collection of them and at a point in time i could solve all of them from memory alone (i can still solve a basic 3x3 and some other variations of it!) and my friends from last and last to last year are definitely a major part of the kind of person i am today. those 8 to 9 people from differents parts of my day have just altered my brain chemistry and how i view myself and others as a whole!

6. what's the best and worst part of being online/ a creator?

for being online, the best part is definitely that i can be myself more and not have to keep little tidbits of what make me ME to myself to not drive others away. its like a secret place where i can do only what i want to, not have to, and some will actually like me for it! the worst part is how far away yall are lmao. and the fact that its so easy for anyone to steal your data and such.

28. do you collect anything?

i dont collect anything, BUT i USED TO collect rubik's cubes!! and wayyy back, i used to collect pretty rocks with my cousin lol

39. youtuber you've been obsessed with and why?

hey vsauce, michael here. how fast can you run? 😀

but no seriously, vsauce is so good, its like a heroin addiction. i used to watch him when i was younger, and now i've started watching him again because even the oldest videos feel like they were made yesterday. and vsauce2 is now filled with crime documentaries and MMMM so so good!

[unoisveimved-un-proffesional]

i dont know what this post is.

It would be really cool to have a whole video game ost collection but made with analog snuff boxes (they're music boxes made out of snuff boxes, little boxes people used to store tobacco. It's kind of the professional name for the mini-music boxes, used to just mean "Music Box made out of Snuff Box" (ending up being a tiny music box) but I guess the name stuck so even when it's a box made for music, if it's a certain small size, it's a snuff box, but normal people just call them all music boxes lol) People already sometimes build music boxes to make authentic analog covers of certain songs, but I wonder how accurately you could remake the song using purely analog music box technology that could fit into a little box. Like you could have a bunch of shelves and be like "This is my collection of the Undertale OST, and this is my collection of the Faith: The Unholy Trinity OST".

It'd be too easy to make using electronic parts, it should be a self sufficient piece of analog technology for maximum "Wow!" factor, but still attempt to be accurate to the original's sounds. I've always loved hearing electronic music made without electricity, it's like watching magic to me. Still usually powered instruments, but lookin' more like a chemistry set than a synthesizer. But you could make the case that, if maybe it was like, some kind of a hand cranked copper disc that produced electricity inside, so when you spin it with your hand to a certain point it creates electricity, that'd count, but I'd say it'd only really count if the electricity itself is used to make the music rather than power a piece of technology that does, to create more "unnatural" sounds like bitzes and buzzes, but if it was used as a little generator you know I wouldn't disqualify that, that's kinda awesome and a bit of a roundabout way to make an electric hand crank music box. Wait a minute is that how hand crank music boxes work? I don't know actually. From my understanding music boxes are generally electric in the same way an analog clock or watch is electric. They kind of work off of similar principles of rotation and notation in fact, but one to display visual signs and the other audial notes. They even have big-home use and tiny-hand held versions that are basically the same save for size and therefore use case but use very different names. (I've always wanted a pocket watch. If I'd ever by myself a fancy watch, it'd have to be fancy fancy, engraved and shit, an actual piece of art worth the price. It would be cool to commission someone actually to make a custom pocket watch for me, it'd feel quite a lot more tactile than simply purchasing one that looks nice but is probably mass produced, I'd want something that's really personal to me, to know who made it to, I want to be a little more part of the process than just where it ends up. As far as aesthetics go, call me a bit of an idealizer of the old times, but the ol' bourgeois style got the new bourgeois style beat. Classical, classic, classy. If it cost the same amount I'd honestly buy an old circus themed motor carriage/go-cart over a ferrari. Like it'd be steam powered using a very new and sophisticated steam engine system, but rocking that old world sheen you know what I mean? What was I talking about?)

Anyway I think that'd be cool, so I'm putting it on the bucket list. I always admired those people who were really into watches and music boxes, like into them, on the inside of them. Never felt smart enough to make it my thing but, I'll see if there's any books on that. I used to read a lot of science encyclopedia's about phenomenon, probably time I read something about putting that phenomenon into both practical and impractical practice. Wait a minute I could just binge a bunch of videos on it too, that's a little more affordable, I'm already paying for that privilege! But it feels good to own a book so, if I got the money.

I guess the point is I do kind of like old things. Hell not just old things either. The future is unknowable really, like a fog, but the past is rich in details, tasty textured details. I love details, textures, feeling, crunch, I like what I can feel in my throat when I think about it, like oil and gravel. I want things to painted and engraved, stained and stickered, colored and noted. I want things to be personalized and worn, loved, lived. I like cracks on marble and vines on houses, things painted, and that paint chipped. Rust is a good one, it feels good.

That got out of hand...

[venusloveslobotomies]

ohmygosh HI 😙 i heard you were doing matchups soooo i figured i’d slide in here and wave my hand around in front of your face hehe

i’m fem, around 5’7, and an average body type. i’ve got longish dark brown hair, (i’m growing it out) which the inside is blonde - which i usually dye red or blue. i wear a lot of different types of clothes, but for the most part they usually fall into the ‘goth/emo/dark lolita’ category or the ‘academic scholar with good taste’ LMAO

personality wise, i’m pretty introverted but outgoing (ie i have no energy w people but i talk to a lot of ppl) i’m pretty friendly with strangers and i don’t have much trouble walking up to anyone random and asking them stuff, buuuut i usually don’t because i’m pretty antisocial (i don’t like to talk to people unless at school or im forced to lol) i spend a lot of my time at my house, really honing in on the things i enjoy! but if someone i like enough wants me to go on a date or hangout with them i’ll do my best to muster up the ability to do it for them (though i personally just prefer dates @ my house cuddling tbh but i dont mind going on an adventure if it’s for someone else) i’m pretty darn stubborn and i love to argue (when its controlled/ nobody is being mean and its all facts) people also say i’m pretty funny too, and pretty sassy (i’ve got good comeback’s apparently)

i do a lot of different stuff in my free time, i 🍃 up sometimes (not always/all the time), i also do a lot of art and drawing, i write a lot and read ofc, and i really like debating! my plan is to major in chemistry or political science annnd yeah!

my type in people varies a lot, i really like jocky dudes - and smart girls but for me what’s important is despite any differences is being able to talk through issues or disagreements! i also like being around people who don’t always share the same ideas as i do because i don’t like being confined in an echo chamber :) different experiences r what make us unique!!!

i’m pansexual so i don’t really have a like huge gender bias thing, but my only request is that you don’t pair me with a goth kid soley cause they’re goth 💀 thank u my beloved match maker 🤭

— 🎸 anon! (if its not taken)

p.s : will also be requesting for funzies so if u see another req from me yk why :,)

hi my luv! im gonna match u up with Wendy!!

You guys would LOVE debating with each other for fun.

I can imagine she’s super easy going and very easy to talk to and be around.

Please draw or paint her, cause she’ll melt.

I think she’s very clever with her words without trying but she could also enjoy silent cuddling dates just watching a movie.

As we’ve seen in the show, she’s very good with communicating about issues and I can honestly imagine that the two of you would last a very long time.

hope you like it <33 pls feel free to request more. it took me a bit to get thru the last few days but im back on it 😭💕💕

[bulek-tante-bibi-baba-paklek]

Jotaro x Half Foreigner Student (Tomboy)

Female reader with 3taro, part 1

Plot

You go to the same high school with Jotaro, who also half foreigner.

Setting

Different country brings different culture, different nature, different figure, different accent and so on. Your mother was abroad student, end up married a Japanese. You have your common motherland traits. You have distinct look and voice, but always confident. With your valiant character, everybody admires you.

Appearance

You wear masculine clothing for upper uniform and feminime clothing for lower uniform. Usually blue coat, black midi skirt and black stogging (stocking-legging). You have short hair cut, very thin across the ear and over nape, little spiky on front. You wear double side stud pearl earrings. You have green birthmark on the left cheek.

Other

Your hobby is writing stories. Sometimes you draw your characters and slowly learning for it. At school, you are famous as the great story teller, well respected, always being asked for advice by peers. Classes never quiet if you join, maneuver as many discussions as ever. People like you since you have a way with words that every interaction with any audience feels engaging. It makes you known by everyone and knows how everyone will respond (also onserving their behaviour).

Since your school only support sports and a few kind of arts, you are free from clubs and organizations. You like to spent time alone. Even if you dont like too many people around you, you became the bridge among people.

Although you have high interest for science research, you have bad grades at mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology.

Sorry for the weird writing, here we go!

"Portrait"

For weeks, you heard about a dozen girls stories asking you the same thing. How to gain Jotaro's attention, especially after he gone for who knows. Where did he go actually? What did he do actually? You usually don't get surprised if other talks about romance. Boys and girls come to you, if they have crush on each other, you only hint a little that they could work for their feelings together. This time, you never heard anything from Jotaro himself. You don't know what he thinks. You two never really have strong friendship, only through glances at corridors and roads. Now, about Jotaro, he seems doesn't even care.

One morning, you look him on the way to school, a bunch of girls around him. He pretty much looks annoyed, shouting them to stop, but didn't work. You see that is the problem, he also likes being alone, but can't afford peace in daily basis. You know people call him a delinquent, you didn't care. You approach him and giving cold gaze to those girls. They got freeze a bit and move back. Now, you just walking with Jotaro in silence. He is tall, even when you are the tallest girl, you just about his shoulder. No words until you two get near the main door. He stopped. You turned to him.

"How did you do that?" He finally asked.

"Do what?" You don't give much importance to what was happening.

"The girls, they stay away, when you come."

"I hope I know too, then. See you around, Jotaro-san."

Now he looks at you, studying your expression.

"Yare yare daze."

After you reach your class, out of his sight, he mumbles, "(Y/N) (L/N), the people person yet so cold in demeanor."

This is something you always carry, a poker face, shout a pout whenever you are serious. You laugh the loudest but hardly smile the fullest. You prefer bow instead, waves, or shaking hands as a nice replacement.

Class begin and you let out some curious thoughts that never runs out your energy. The teachers do favour you and intrigued by your questions. But they just can't believe why you always fail in some exams with that brilliant mind. Unexpected.

After school, you spent the time in the library doing homeworks. You like studying there and feel joyful when you can entirely enjoy some quality time at home free from school tasks. You truly hide the activity of learning, just nobody watch you study, makes you feel relaxed and help with concentration.

On afternoon, you visited your grandmother on previous day, so you get tired. You like to travel but don't like sitting on train or car for long. You always got dizzy. You also hate airplane since your ears felt like already exploded. Except ship, you can bear with the vast view.

Sitting in front of the window, you began losing focus on the text and try tilting your head on the wall. You close your book and doze. Your heavy eyes didnt open until about almost 50 minutes later. The sun is near the horizon when you finally open your eyes. Surprisingly, Jotaro sits across you, observing your works, (your handwriting). You got up and look at the sky, it's already bright orange. You see his reflection on the window. Eyes on you.

"What's the matter, Jotaro-san?"

"It's Jotaro. Just call me Jotaro, or whatever. We also the same age".

"Oh, when exactly is your birthday?"

"(D/D) (M/M)."

"Year of (Y/Y/Y/Y)?"

"Yes."

"So, I actually I am older than you, Jotaro. I was born on (M/M), (D/D)."

"(Y/N), come on, it's getting late."

Was he waiting for me? Was he looking for me? And I end up sleeping here? What is he doing? What am I doing?

Again, we just keep quiet along the way. Almost no student in sight. I look at our shadows.

"So, what were you looking in the library, Jotaro."

"It's obvious."

"What?"

"Library is no place for loud girls."

"Oh"

You don't remember Jotaro participating in any club or anyone mention him so perhaps he looking for somewhere nice to spent time alone studying. He doesn't look so expressive either. So, why would a so called delinquent attracted to books?

"What do you like, Jotaro?"

"What do I like?"

"Yes, I am asking you, what would you like or is there anything you like in particular?"

"I hope I know too."

He answers the way you answered his question before. He had a reputation for being laconic. You choose to recognize his attitude instead.

He is calm, I don't know about his habit but from his expression he has an exceptional perseverence. Like it flashes around his clear blue eyes that I rarely see before.

"Stop looking at me."

"Oh sorry, you just, high, I mean tall, you know. Of course I need to direct my gaze to look at you."

"You don't need to do that, I could already look at you, fairly."

"Pretty properly, I guess."

We go silent for a bit longer until we reach near the Kujo's residence. The sky is already purple.

"See you around, Jotaro-san."

[First person POV]

I contacted my mother and she said she is waiting for me in hospital. I still need to see my grandmother there so I go to the station.

Mother also brought dinner and some clothes for me, I can manage a trip every two days without train hectic. Anyway, I already slept. Safe and sound.

It is almost weekend, grandmother still need extra medication from lung condition. She continuously cough and getting weaker. She struggle so much. My parents always busy working so she take care of me, teach me, or morelike I absorp her knowledge over time. Now I have years to achieve at least a scholar graduate, hopefully I can go through with my grnadmother too. To became independent like her, having strong mentality and resilience, I wish so.

"Oi. I thought you were studying."

"Ah. I just remember things."

"Things?"

I show Jotaro some doodle of me and my grandmother stories.

"Where is she?"

"At hospital."

"What happened?"

"Lung treatment. "

"You visit her everyday?"

"Just once in two days."

"You always sleep here once in two days."

"You right."

"So, you also spent this weekend at hospital, right?"

"I think so."

"What are you going to do?"

"Maybe drawing."

"Drawing?"

"Yes, drawing."

"What do you like to draw?"

"I think I like to draw you, Jotaro."

He look down grabbing his hat.

"That's not what I mean."

"But that's what I mean. I want to draw you. Let me do it."

"Whatever."

"If you want to get a nice portrait, you should look at me and pull the hat up a little."

"Yare yare daze."

"Don't try to look until I finish."

He finally look at me, but didn't move his hat. His gaze piercing, but it gives me a clear sight to his eyes. For the rest of the head, I can manage.

"Jotaro, can you move here? You are blocking the sun."

He didn't reply and just move, now not across the table, but side to side with me. I move my direction to him. Accidently nudge his knee with mine.

"Sorry!" I said spontaneously.

He still quiet. I proceed the image. After some shadow lines and a lot of hair textures, it really difficult but I'm satisfied.

"I think it's enough, for now."

I show him the paper. He didn't say anything. I began to not sure so I start packing my bag. Holding it with two hands, he look with deep inspection, I think his eyes just sparkle. He then grab other paper and a pencil. His hands cup my cheeks and he whispers.

"Close your eyes and do not move until I told you."

He look at me menacingly, so I oblige.

"What happen if I open my eyes?"

"You will see."

Jotaro uses Star Platinum to draw you in detail. He gently trails your facial features from eyebrows, eyelashes, nose, lips, ears, hair. His hands stop on your shoulders.

"What are you doing exactly, Jotaro?"

"Shut up. I'm watching you closely so don't try to peek."

Silence falls between us, I can hear pencil scratching. Is he drawing me? For real? I let out a heavy exhale but automatically grab my nose. That was rude of me! His hand reach mine, one still rest my shoulder.

"Relax, (Y,N). Hold just a little bit."

But how he draw when both hands didn't carry the pencil?

He takes my hand from my face and put the paper on it.

"Now, you can see."

"Jo-Jotaro?!"

His drawing is more realistic than mine! And he is so fast doing it!

"How could you?"

"I could only do it when your eyes closed, while you give an amazing touch for my eyes, so we are even now."

"Um- is that the real deal?" I get curious.

"No, the final thing, is which portrait you will take home?" He points them.

Oh no, I don't like this kind of selection.

"How about we find a make a copy for each other?"

"Good deal."

I chuckled, he noticed, tilting his hat again.

"One thing I can tell you is you have hidden mark on your eyelids."

I have never told by anyone and can't see it in the mirror so I startled.

"But the portrait is clear!"

He put his finger under my eyebrow, and kiss my eye, then the other side. WHY DID HE JUST KISS MY EYES?

"Ignorant, oblivious, are you even sentient?"

"Coming from you, I take that as a compliment."

He puff a chuckle.

"You have clarified my determination."

"What?! Why I make your judgment? You can let your own emotions affect your decisions. Don't depend on me."

He kisses my hands.

"What we will become, depends on us."

I hestitant to kiss his hand back, since I'm older than him. While he still facing down, I press his temple with my thumb, he looks up and I kiss his forehead.

We back home quitely that evening.

[usertoxicyaoi]

totally totally agree with that anon, in fact i was about to send you a similar ask but they beat me to it ahsjdkfkgjs but yes!!! feel like we can learn a Lot from you. thank you for being here and sharing yourself with us, im really SO glad i found you, yknow? anyway since im here, just wanted to ask- whats it like being a teacher, especially to kids that young? what did you study in school? how do you interact with your kids and teach them in a way they understand (i guess thats what you wouldve studied in school)? ((ofc you dont have to answer these)) sending you love as always 🥰❤️

hiiii anon!!!

chfhd9f ANON!!!! thank you!!!!!!! this means a lot!!!!

aaaaah okay!

whats it like being a teacher to kids that young? im gonna keep it real, its Hard Work. but then you remember the fact that until they dont learn how to sit still for a prolonged period of time, until they don't learn how to hold a pen, how to gradually prolong their attention span, how to get their own coat, how to ask for more, how to eat by themselves, how to express their preferences, you know, these simple but fundamental skills, they can't fully move onto the next step of their learning journey. so its Hard. and it requires soooo much repetition. a lot of patience and willpower. and it can be very mentally exhuasting bc as an adult you're like "come on, all i'm asking you to do is get your coat!", but then you see the child process what you're asking, and you realise just how much is being asked of them, at 3 or 4 years old, and how big the world is for and looks to them. and its just. you know. you realising that. oh. so i need to break this down step by step for them. they need to understand what a coat is, where it is, if its theirs or not, how to stand and get to their coat and come back with it without getting distracted etc. so yeah. it just makes you appreciate it all, when. like. in september, i Know my kids won't be able to sit for more than 2 or 3 minutes. but by november/december? they'll be able to do so for 10 minutes straight. and that's a Lot for a 3-4 year old child, but that's what we need for them to work up to. and by december, when they can do it perfectly, its so worth it. because then we can move onto. like. teaching teaching. before you even THINK about teaching, you need to get the sitting and listening and attention and communication parts checked off first.

what did i study at school? ok. so. at college (ages 16-18), i did biology, chemistry, psychology and ICT for my a-levels. then in uni, it got a bit messy. i did psychology for 6 months, then dropped out, hoping that it'd help me understand my eating disorder, it didnt. it only made it worse and sent me in a really ... urm ... yeah odd place. so i took a gap year and tried to sort my head out (and oh boy the older desi generation Do Not like gap years ... as i learnt that year, bc life's literally like a checklist for us, its about ticking things off quickly one by one, with no time to pause). then i got my undergraduate degree in food and nutritional sciences. and i had a Lot of options to choose from: i could go into sports as a sports nutritionist for athletes and sportspeople, or be a clinical dietician, or go into food innovation and new product development.

i didnt. i only studied food and nutritional sciences to help me, once again, understand my eating disorder. and it did. it helped me so so SO much. bc i got to Know about food at a microscopic, atomic level. and ive always always wanted to be chef. but i didnt quite know how to get there. and being Desi ....... has its own ... urm. barriers. you should go into science - i did. yeah but not That kinda science though, more like medical science - yeah but i dont WANT to.

and being desi means noone has a fucking clue about what an eating disorder is. so. i could only help myself. and im so glad i did.

because then i got my pgce and became a school teacher! and i can teach kids upto the age of 11 (so, primary school), but i chose to specialise in early years, so here i am!

how do i interact with my kids and teach them in a way they understand? i mean, yeah you learn the theory during your degree. but all that? goes out of the window when you're in the classroom. because yeah, you teach the kids. but they teach you how to teach them. some kids dont like learning in big groups, others like colour or puppets or visual aids, some like stories and singing and audio aids, some need sensory play and novelty whilst some can just sit and do it and learn in the traditional way. so you've gotta go with how they work best. more of it is observing and learning how they work best, and then adapting to it. praising them for the good they do, and more of showing them how to do the right thing and less of reprimanding them for doing the wrong thing. bc yeah you can tell them what they did was wrong, but thats just the half of it. its my duty to show them how to do whats right. bc they need that more. and repeating that over and over again until they can do it independently!

[katt-astrophiic]

YEAAAAHHH ASHLEY LORE!!

Everything is under the cut!

Sorry for any mispellings

okay okay, starting off with some backstory!

She is the older twin between her and Zane, being older than him by 2 minutes (although she is the shortest out of the two)

When she was younger, she was bitten by a chipmunk because Garroth told her that, in quotes, “Baby sister, look! It’s Alvin!” And thus she has a bite scar on her hand.

Also, this applies for MCD too, Ashley is naturally blonde and looks like a girl Garroth even though she’s Zane’s twin. So that adds so stuff later!

Anyways carrying on— to Phoenix Drop High!

Her first day was very eventful! Like, she met her two best friend Travis and Aphmau in her homeroom and also managed to piss of a girl and get herself a bully! And it turns out! The bully was a girl name Cadence who was part of the Shadow Knights(who was also dating gene and is Laurance’s older sister)

So yeah, she had the shadow knights on her ass, getting the nickname “Bunny” because of her timidness and prey-like demeanor. Yeah she’s a lot more polite and reserved in highschool. Well, freshman year at least.

Oh yeah! She had hero complex!

At the last hour of the day, it turned out Cadence was her partner in chemistry so she had to deal with that.

Skipping a little bit, Ashley and Cadence are in the bathroom, Ashley hiding in a stall and Cadence going after her. Yeah, Ashley slammed open the door on Cadence’s face.

Cadence and the shadow knights give her some hell for a while but we’ll get back into that later.

Ashley and Travis plan for an arcade “hangout” together and that’s when she realized that “Oh my! I like this dork!” And She won him a cat-erpillar plush. It’s a cat that looks like a caterpillar.

For a science project, Ashley has to go over to Cadence’s house to work on it. After doing half of it, there’s some questioning on why Cadence is in the shadow knights because “I’m here and I want to help you” Ashley kills the mood. She gets kicked out of the house. Ashley!! Stop trying to help your bully dumbass!!! GODDD (Cadence gets better dw)

Oh yeah, you remember that episode where Aphmau comes over to dinner at the Ro’meave’s and Zane is making those comments about Garroth and Aph? Well Ashley sort of joins in too.

See, she always hated the fact that her only friends before were only there to get with Garroth, so the one time Ashley gets a friend (Aphmau) that seems decent, Garroth is already hitting on her. She’s really tired of his shit.

Cut to the next school day, Ashley sees Cadence run off from the Shadow Knights during lunch and debates whether or not she wants to follow because “she has to do something. She should help.”

Anyways, she ends up finding Cadence in the bathrooms at the end of the day and also finds out the Cadence quit the Shadow knights and ended up being yelled at because “I DONT NEED YOUR HELP! JUST SHUT UP!!”

so yeah.

She goes home and cries because she feels worthless because she can’t even help someone.

Zane ends up coming in to help her, even though he said he wasn’t good at helping. He did. Like a lot.

Anyways

The next days are slow.

But one day, during math class, she is given a note from the girl that sits next to her.

She learns that the girl is named Lucinda Whitewitch and holy shit is she Ashley’s bisexual awakening. I am not kidding. I’ll go into that later.

They make it a thing to pass each other notes during class it’s so cute fhdhfhfh.

She then goes to her last class with Cadence and- the girl is actually being nice to her?

And she apologizes???. What the hell?.??

Okay

She passed out for half of the period because she woke up at 5 am that day.

Oh yeah, Aphmau invites her to her slumber party

And Ashley goes through like three stages of grief

Because the girls talk about her “so cool awesome hot dream boat brother” and she’s all “man why the fuck am I always in his shadow”

Get good grades like your brother

Be polite like your brother

Be more like Garroth

It’s awful

Especially considering that before the first day of highschool, Ashley looked like /garroth’s/ twin sister.

Do you know how much that would suck?

Anyways, when Eric barges into the party with his “OH YEAH!” Ashley deadass thought the cool aid man was there.

And then she danced with Lucinda <3

The school days roll around and so does Ashley apparently because Gene is royally pissed because “What did you do to Cadence? Why did you make her leave?” Bullshit.

Ashley is not having it and yells back at him just to almost get punched in the face.

But then Cadence stopped Gene! :D

And then she kidnapped Ashley to her house.

And Ashley says her first curse word at her house! Which is actually a core memory for her because she was able to hear Cadence’s genuine laugh.

But when she ends up getting back home, she doesn’t tell Garte about what happened with her bullying and stuff because that was a reason why Zane got pulled out of elementary (not canon but I’m world building. Jesson didn’t even give half the cast last names fuck off)

She also wants to make plans for the girls to go on a trip because, aside from a few plushies and anime posters, her room is very empty.

She ended up falling asleep behind her door and Garroth fucking slammed it open on her. Mf apologized so much.

Ashley and Luci talk before she goes back to bed again

I’m going to post the chats hold on I love them

OH YEAH!! TRAVIS GOT INTO ROMEO AND JULIET PLAY! as Romeo of course.

So Ashley and Aphmau are fucking stoked and when Travis and Ashley are like almost holding hands out of excitement, she points out how long Travis’ fingers are compared to her.

They’re “pretty”

I haven’t finished writing that part, but Ashley goes and sees him smooch the person in the play and ends up like, imagining it was her and also ends up wanting to distance herself from her crush on Travis

And then prom rolls around

Lucinda and Ashley talk about going at some point in their school years and stuff.

But then when science rolls around, she gets told something very important.

Cadence couldn’t go because of the fact that she was held back and not in the right grade to go and also the Gene was her date and they were broken up.

She had a dress and everything.

So Ashley brings up the idea of just dressing up and eating at a froyo place

At home, Ashley puts on one of Zianna’s old dresses and ends up taking Cadence to a froyo place called Minty-Swirly where she gets Neapolitan froyo and Cadence gets pistachio. Cadence is crying a lot over Gene and stuff and Ashley is there for comfort

OKAY SEASON 2 LETS GO!!

Okay so nothing really happens for Ashley in season two, but there is the development of her relationship with Blaze and the fact that Ein is Ein and fucking hates Ashley for breathing next to Aphmau

So he confronts her

To which he gives Ashley two new scars going down from the inside to her elbows and almost to her wrists. He threatens to do worse to her and her friends if she ever told anyone because he would most definitely lose Aphmau that way. He leaves and that leaves Ashley very fucking confused and crying and bleeding.

Blaze ends up finding her and picks her up!! We love a best boy!

He breaks through the window into the nurses office and that’s all I have written for season two

MORE PHOENIX DROP STUFF

in junior year, she joined in Zane being part of his Jury and went through her emo phase.

She doesn’t talk about it anymore.

OKAY TO MYSTREET!!

Ashley moved in during the Romeo and Juliet audition episodes. She was supposed to move in with Zane when he moved into Mystreet but didn’t want to hassle him with stuff so she waited until she had enough for herself to move out.

She ended up getting the role of Juliet’s nurse thing

Then she meets up with Lucinda who also moved back in and they hangout! (Because Luci went through her break up and company always helps)

Then there’s the valentines date where she challenges Travis to a rematch at air hockey and ends up walking Michi out the door for talking shit about Zane.

There’s not a lot of plot points in early mystreet so it’s just shenanigans.

Ashley got turned into a cat because of Lucinda

Love~Love~Paradise is where she finally managed to get that she was jealous over Katelyn and Travis, but also mad because Katelyn fucking sucks and is abusive because Jesson SUCKS.

She ends up ranting to Zane about it and he gives her some pep talk. Also Cadence is there! She wasn’t there in mystreet so it’s been like 11 years since they last saw each other

Then they end up watching My Little Horsies

Lovers lane hasn’t been written yet, but it’s like with mystreet. Not a lot of plot to go with so shenanigans

Oh!! Ashley and Cadence move in together

And then there’s emerald secret.

Yay /s

It’s starts off normal you know how it goes, in canon Garroth and Zane were going to with, but Zane didn’t go so Ashley did instead. That’s why she’s there

Ashley ends up flirting with Liochant at the store (reference to her relationship with him in MCD)

And then Zane gets napped

And then Ashley gets napped!

But not potioned!!

No no no, Cadence did! She’s there too! She didn’t come with but she ended up crashing there anyways!

And Ein got her!

Nooooo!!

And she’s back to her shitty highschool self!

Fuck!

Ein leaves to get Aphmau and Ashley has to relive highschool again trying to stop Cadence from stabbing her!

Sorta works

She gets stabbed in the shoulder though.

New scar!

Ashley has four prominent scars

Nice

Cadence is saved btw

But anyways, Ashley goes with Garroth to save Zane. Zane gives his whole spiel about Garroth, about how he and Ashley were so sick of living in his shadow. Never being able to compare to him.

Then yeah yeah whatever

Ein “dies” Aaron fucking dies

Yeah

Starlight Wonderland is startlight wonderland

Ashley is able to meet up with Blaze and romance ensues.

They almost date

Almost.

When angels fall

Ashley cut her hair in order not to be recognized

She’s so fucking hot with short hair idc

Blaze fucking died

She doesn’t know that

Aphmau tells her when they start planning for the canon though

Cut to the canon

Yeah

GARROTH PUNCHED HER ASS OFF OF IT!! OKAY BUT I WANT TO JUST IMAGINE HOW FUCKING TERRIBLE GARROTH FFELT

MF “KILLED” HIS BABY SISTER

THATS SO TRAUMATIZING

but she lived by being saved by “something” before she hit the water

She ended up drifting to the beach where Lucinda landed after she teleported everyone.

She sees Ashley and helps her up.

Ashley’s hand is broken from the fall

She survived but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

After being bandaged and shit, Zane finds her with a loud “SIX!” And they hug and cry because he thought his twin sister died

And then Garroth fucking tackles her and is like

So fucking upset

With himself and everything

Because he thought he killed his baby sister

And the Ro’meave siblings are just crying.

And yeah

I’ll do mcd later but there you have it! Ashley Mystreet lore!

[tigerdrop]

a good friend made these horrid beasts in WWE something-or-other and i went fully fucking bananas drawing and writing about them. theres a whole AU and associated erotica under the cut. See ya

im thinking about how fucking butthurt gordon would be at having to be a heel and he sees benrey just fucking eating up all the attention and everybody booing at him and hes leaning into it so hard and gordon gets blisteringly fucking irritable about it. theyre both heels but gordons just mad that benreys better at it than him

goes out there in his bullshit baby slut wrestling outfit and hes already feeling like the world biggest and most embarrassed idiot and then he has to deal with everybody booing him and putting up their fucking signs saying how much he sucks and theyve all  got really funny jokes on them

i want gordon to have a very small but dedicated group of fans that only like him b/c he looks like hes gonna cry every time he hits the ring.....but he doesnt know that they like him b/c hes pathetic. so he gets genuinely heartened to see the one sign in the crowd telling him that he rules

but..........i think he can turn it all around.........if he gets into tag team wrestling. or, more specifically, gets suckered into being teamed up with the one guy he really cannot fucking stand b/c hes got a fuckin contract to fulfill and he cant really be choose-y as the New Guy. i just think it would make sense! as a gimmick!! producers leaning hard into gordons perceived bitch status and pairing him up with his polar opposite in the ring!!! like being suckered into being the straight man of a comedy duo except a lot more personally embarrassing!!!!

what if he didnt even have to wear that obscene baby slut outfit until they got teamed up with each other and they wanted him to match benreys. b/c they literally fucking match in this godawful WWE game. and the one he picked out for himself was equally humiliating but in a wildly different fashion

like. what if he wanted his gimmick to be "science guy.......with a twist" and so he shows up in a lab coat with the sleeves ripped off and also for some reason he decided to wear a fucking hat like the guy from jamiroquai

anyway . i just think. it would be cool.......if benrey......taught him how to lean into being an asshole for the drama of it by just continuing to do his own thing and shoving gordon into the spotlight with him. it feels less fuckin personal when its two of them thatre being booed! and benreys heel persona - aggressively flirty and campy and leaning very hard into the stereotype of the flaming homosexual - is so much different from his like......flat affect, dead-eyed look and bored tone in "real life" that gordon starts figuring out that theyre not really booing him, theyre booing a character

and gordon starts figuring out how to get cocky! and he starts eating that shit up and getting into the role! he starts to feel the fuckin high of performing with somebody in a super physical environment and it finally just Clicks for him and their chemistry goes off the charts and the crowd is so hyped up and engaged b/c of him, b/c of them

i just think its fucking cool. okay. wrestling is intensely physical and involves a lot more one-on-one contact than most other sports. hot, sweaty and thick gordon with his arms wrapped around benreys throat and wrestling him to the ground......benrey slipping out of his grip and reversing it and forcing him to his stomach, sitting on his back with a bicep wrapped around his throat, waiting for gordon to submit.......its dope! whats fuckign wrong with that!!!

and its, yknow, its really fucking cool when theyre bending each others legs back too. like in that one screenshot. the stretch and burn of the muscle.....benrey pushing just a little too far and smirking down at him just to see how gordon will react......the feeling of being bent like that and exposed by a guy hes been having wayyy too many weird feelings about lately......gordon probably never jerks off so fucking good as he does immediately after a match with benrey, riding the endorphin high of a good performance and a good workout

think about it! all the intimate touching meant to be aggressive.....yelling at him while in kayfabe. grappling and throwing him. touching and being touched. ACCIDENTAL RING BONERS. just.....all that sexual tension coming to a head after months of working together and of benreys glances in the locker room getting more and more blatant. months of benrey blandly commenting on his form while twisting his arm back or hooking an arm under his thigh to bend it up to his chest

sometimes its so intense that gordon swears theyre going to fuck right there in the ring in front of god and everyone. them breaking kayfabe in ring and nobody realizing it.....basically flirting and aggressively bantering and having a good time and they know they personally are going off script but they dont know if the other is. and theyre both showing their horny ass in public in front of thousands of spectators

and then on the eve of the best performance theyve ever had, gordons feeling incredible. a little fucking bounce to his step. and benreys trying really fucking hard to sound nonchalant when he tells gordon he did good out there, but its not easy for him, either......hes got to spend all this time with a guy thats thicker than molasses and a whole head taller than him and whos frequently wrapping his thighs around benreys head for the sake of the sport. who he swears is down to fuck but wont ever make a move in return

and.....maybe its the first time benreys ever said such an earnest compliment to him. maybe it goes right to gordons head, makes him flush and prickle all the way to his ears. and they hit the showers but gordon cant get it out of his head. keeps glancing over to benrey across the way, letting himself look for once. letting himself really think about it

and then he gets rimmed and fucked in the locker rooms i dont know. this is the part where i chicken out every time nowadays. Tried My Best

anyway heres gordon freeman getting fucked in the locker room

ThaNks for read