#cringe. dfs >>>

[paradoxspaceheater]

the ethuveraz rlly was like what if we used bfs in our primogeniture

[legendarylily]

I’m Distant Frontiering ya’ll I’m Distant Frontiering

[spamlets]

“you do things to me.”

TR: I hate you.

DF: I know.

TR: I want you dead.

DF: I know.

TR: One day, I’ll be the cause of your collapse.

DF: I know.

TR: I hate you, I’ll kill you, I’ll sabotage everything you stand for—

DF: I know.

DF: I love you.

TR: …

TR: I know.

[altarfates]

[inbox call!]

"O, mighty is Imbibitor Lunae," Jing Yuan announces upon his impromptu arrival, solemn and dramatic, "wreathed in wind and rain -- Lord Dan Feng! Forgive this one's intrusion," he bows, exactly in the way he knows will make the Vidyadhara cringe, "this humble Cloud Knight would seek your audience to request..." Only then does the lieutenant peek up at Dan Feng, eyes sparkling with mischief, "a game of starchess?" Holding up the xiangqi board like an offering, he pauses in thought, before cheekily adding on, "should that not have been sufficient, however, I can continue to sing your praises."

This quietude was not one many would disturb, held separate from a world that did not hesitate in its demands, Dan Feng was both dignified and utterly silent. Even the steam that billowed in long, sinuous curls did so at a stagnant pace, leisurely unspooling as it rose towards the ceiling. There was an absence of warmth in moments such as these that even the tea, suffusing heat from his throat to his stomach, could not remedy. That very warmth he was unable to harness on his own obediently falls alongside the steady cadence of Jing Yuan’s footsteps. That is how the high-elder knows it is him before he breaches that threshold, announcing his arrival in a way that defied its own solemnity with a dramatic flair. Dan feng’s reticent expression was unperturbed, his limpid gaze observing as ripples rose from the middle of the tea’s tranquil surface and undulated towards the edges. “ You may enter.” As if acknowledgement would excuse his intrusion, the only evidence of that grimace settled in the furrow of his elegant brows. Jing Yuan did not need to address him with such formalities, even if it was considered proper. This means it is his intention to distract Dan feng from his transient reprieve, coaxing him to participate in whatever antics accompanied that ineffable warmth. Now, as the lieutenant’s gaze finally lifts, does Dan Feng’s attention shift from the captivating tea as it cooled, holding his gaze unyieldingly. The corners of his mouth however are traitorous, conveying the very reaction Jing Yuan had known he would offer. “ You need not offer such flattery to persuade me.” His gaze had already descended to the table below, only adorned with a single jade-coloured cup there was plenty of room for the board. “ It will not earn you any leniency once the game begins.” A soft sigh settled upon the Vidyadhara’s tongue, proving he was not immune to Jing Yuan’s effervescence, nor the mirth that glittered in those golden eyes. “ I would rather you restrained yourself, It is more than sufficient.” Quite definitely not immune in fact. 

[chenfordswopez]

Ohhh okay, so it is canon that Buddy has a girlfriend.

“My girlfriend’s ex got her a $9000 handbag.”

[minqueee]

hiii i made a little animatic for my hero :> (wip bc i am tired and take so long to make stuff like this)

+ nx's room in serenity's inn [and dog bed for nemesis] and also nem making biscuits my silliest guy

(Audio: 9 to 5 by Dolly Parton)

[enkvyu]

ain't no way that two faced is ur first smau bc that shit is hilarious it's so entertaining like ??? im so invested and im only on like part 5

ANON stop it i’m blushing 🤭 honestly rereading my smau is rough and TOUGH bc i find it so amateurish but i’m glad at least one (1) person finds the quality ok 😭😭 thank you sm for reading it !!

[ideas-4-stories]

One piece story idea where Buggy has had medical issues since he was a baby, but most of them went unknown, undiagnosed, or not caught early enough to "make a difference".

Buggy with an autoimmune disorder of some kind (leaning to fibromayalgia bc I love projecting on my baby blue blorbo, but also the overactive nerves would tie in nicely with his devil fruit)

Buggy with hypermobility at the very least, possible Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, but it's damn near impossible to properly diagnose due to his DF and the tech available by and large.

On the Oro Jackson, few genuinely believed when Buggy would say something hurt or felt wrong or when he was more foggy headed than usual. Shanks could always read him like an open book. Roger could hear the changes in his youngest's Voice. Crocus did the best he could, but his options were limited and his attention was split. It was Roger, Rayleigh and Shanks who were Buggy's main support system.

Roger absolutely cried the first time Buggy got injured in a big fight and casually relocated a joint with just a soft hiss. That alone had been jarring, but Buggy's response to Shanks' worried question of "are you okay, does it hurt-," left the captain biting back tears. How else is a father supposed to feel when his little boy simply rolls hod eyes and says "not much more than normal"

When Roger disbanded the crew, the plan was to leave the boys on Drum. It had good doctors, Buggy would get more support, and it was rarely an island under siege due to the medical renown it had. They of course did not tell the boys as such, and it was only through a series of wacky events that lead Kureha to meeting them and taking a liking to their sparks. Shanks wasn't the most interested in medicine but he learned some things, specifically first aid and some things to help Buggy. He actually found psychology pretty interesting when he had the patience and attention span to spare. Buggy on the other hand took to it all like a fish to water.

They were there for almost two years when the newspaper was delivered and both boys lost their SHIT when the headline announced the execution of their captain, their father. Kureha sent them off, arguably with more supplies than they needed, and gave them her Denden number to reach her if they needed anything at all. She couldn't go with them, but she refused to send them truly alone.

They have their fight in the plaza, but it doesn't end with a monumental break up. They meet back up the next day, and they bite the bullet together and talk.

They take some time to come to a decision moving forward.

They ultimately decide to go with the co-captain avenue but with careful misdirection and smoke and mirrors. To the world at large, they will seem completely independent and unrelated. In truth, they will be leveraging their independent skills to further themselves and each other. The brains and brawn, as it were.

It works out in their favor for a good deal of time until the cluster fuck that is marineford. Secrets are out, identities revealed, and Buggy is having 6395716 panic attacks stacked up like Legos.

He and Shanks roll with it as best they can, trying to salvage what they feasibly could.

Two years later, Cross Guild is formed and begins rolling. Buggy's crew knows of his illnesses/disabilities, but he has a strict set up to address them. It's on a need to know basis.

Crocodile and Mihawk just so happened to swirl in like a hurricane and never got the memo until there was an attack on the island.

Somehow, someway, Buggy got absolutely soaked in sea water, but he's still fighting, knives in hand, bobbing and weaving with a trail of blood in his wake. It's as he pivots to lunge that Mihawk catches sight of him suddenly paling, a minute flinch, but beyond that, Buggy doesn't react, instead throwing the knife, reaching down and making a strange move at his knee before he cringed, took a sharp inhale, and dove back into the fray.

Upon asking why, hours later in the meeting tent, the swordsman and mafioso present blink when Buggy shrugs and says "oh, my knee cap tried to dislocate. Couldn't disconnect with the sea water so I had to push it back by hand."

"Pardon?"

"Hm?" Buggy glances up from where he's brushing some dried remnants of the battle from his locks, one eye shut against the debris. "What?"

"What caused the injury? I did not see any attacks to your legs in the chaos."

"Oh, it just happens sometimes," Buggy says casually, as if this were knowledge the other two ought to know. "I'm used to it."

They are not sure what to do, nor how to respond. They let it rest for the time being but they do keep a closer eye on their chairman following this.

They learn Buggy is rather adept at working with and around his unusual burdens, either disconnecting a joint or alleviating pressure on it until it can be addressed, even chop-chopping the offending area back to the proper place. They catch sight, now that they know to look, of hints of braces, wraps, the way Buggy occasionally presses his iced drink to a knee, a wrist, on an ankle in movements familiar but exceedingly casual, never belying their true purpose.

It is then that the two dark haired men realize there is much more to their clown than they first assumed.

I agree that overactive nerves would tie nicely with his Devil Fruit. Buggy having medical issues that went unknown, undiagnosed, or wasn’t caught early enough would make sense after all if the HC that Buggy was with the Roger Pirates as a baby or even if he wasn’t with them during his infant stage. These are pirates, how are they supposed to know that they need to look for things that could be wrong with the two babies they now have?

I’m sure some of them have things that have went unknown and undiagnosed. Anyway, back to Buggy, I had to look up Ehlers Danlos Syndrome because I didn't know what it was. I agree that it would be nearly impossible to diagnose properly because of no good tech around, as well as the fact he is on a pirate crew, I assume for the most pirate crews they don't stick around island for very long. I HC that Buggy swallowed the Bara Bara Fruit when he was nine.

Poor Buggy, I want to think that more people on the crew understood that Buggy has problems but didn’t how they could help him. Because acting like Buggy was fragile would make Buggy become angry because kid doesn’t want to be treated like that.

Poor Roger, having to watch that without saying anything, with all the other times it happened. Then after he disbanded the crew. Leaving them on Drum Island is a good choice and it makes sense that they didn’t tell the boys (I feel like they don’t tell the boys many things that should of been talked about, but this might be a good thing they didn’t say anything about. But who knows)

I wonder what the series of wacky events were to the meeting between them and Kureha? To me, they seemed like it there in this AU.

I think anyone would lose their shit if they see someone, they really love is getting murdered in front of so many people. I feel that Kureha only let them go because she knew they would go anyway, and this way let’s her give Buggy and Shanks the supplies they need.

I believe that with all the stress and pain of losing someone they hold dear in their hearts. I think Buggy wasn’t in the right mind set nor was Shanks in a way. Anyway, Love that they came back around to talk about it. I think the smoke & mirrors co-captain route they have… or is it more like Buggy and Shanks are allies? They have their own crews, but they still have each.

Then Marineford happened, poor Buggy and Shanks. I hope in this AU that Ace lives, but it was never stated so I don't know.

The idea that Buggy's crew knows about his illnesses/disabilities makes me feel that his followers would say he so strong to overcome them or we just talking about Buggy's crew from East Blue. Then yeah, those folks definitely know about his illnesses/disabilities.

Mihawk and Crocodile coming in without any knowledge and it took a battle to find out. I can see Buggy is nonchalantly about it as Mihawk did a doubletake when he said ‘Pardon?’ Crocodile did a doubletake too, because with those two didn’t know.

Once Crocodile and Mihawk know about what’s going on with Buggy, they see that the signs were always there. It’s just they didn’t paid attention to those signs, but they are.

[yuikomorii]

is it bad i’m not a big ayato or yui fan but i can’t help but love their cgs the most? they just look so precious together and that makes me want to protect their happiness ☹️❤️

// Don’t worry, you can like a character without being a huge fan. ^^

I agree with you so much though! I talked here about the Diaboys with the best cgs in different categories but when it comes to romance, Ayayui clearly triumphs!

It’s really hard picking favorites but I feel like these ones are the cgs I’m the most fond of:

The way they look at each other in the LP cg is too much for my heart…! Yui looks SO IN LOVE and I like to believe that she showed Ayato the exact same face when she told him “I clearly remember the reason why I fell in love with you, Ayato-kun. But it also feels like I've loved you all my life, and maybe I've gotten addicted to you before I knew it.”, in an official short story. 😭💘💘

It’s cool how both Yui and Ayato look so mature in the HDB good ending cg. Maybe it’s due to their outfits but Ayato in that tuxedo and Yui in Cordelia’s dress will forever stay iconic.

Dark Fate is my favorite game and I hope the artist was paid well too because they absolutely served! Yui smiles so purely there and the way Ayato looks at her makes it even better! Plus, he took her to that flower field in order to cheer her up and it worked uwu.

I talked about the DF wedding cg here but I will never get over it. Hands down the best DL wedding… it looks straight up from a fairlytale! ( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ᴗ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ )

I feel like everyone adores that VC Ayayui cg and no wonder! The hug, the kiss and the fireworks scream PERFECT ROUTE ENDING!

I was actually debating which CL kiss to choose but I ended up with this one because it just looks so romantic?? I mean, just look Ayato’s hand on Yui’s waist & cheek and Yui’s hand on Ayato’s chest~! I feel bad for saying this but that scene makes me cringe so much however, the cg redeems it for sure. 🫶🏻

[starshifter]

Hi, it's me, the not-anymore-anon who asked about Amphoreus trailers. I, too, have been full of far too much glee about Blade's two second appearance lol, but what I wanted to ask about is actually poor Cloud-Piercer! Because you wrote about how it's so important to Dan Heng as something that enabled him to live his life in freedom (which, yeah), so when I saw Cloud-Piercer snapped in half I really cringed and instantly remembered that scene where Dan Heng thanks Blade.

So, my question, or I should say questions: Any particular opinions about it? Is the Dan Heng in your head low-key screaming about it lol? And what do you think that might mean in canon? Like, is Dan Heng going to use more cloudhymn for the rest of Amphoreus by necessity? Which I admittedly would like to see. The Home Decor event has proven that he's been getting more comfortable with coudhymn (which was my headcanon, so it was nice to have that confirmed). Also, Cloud-Piercer is pretty definitely getting fixed up sooner or later, I should think, but who'll do it? Is that how we're finally getting our renheng reunion, because Dan Heng aks Blade for help? And what will Blade think of that? (Side-note: Is it just me, or does the probably-red ribbon Dan Heng used to temporarily fix up Cloud-Piercer look like Blade's lol?)

As you can see, I have been extremely overthinking this lmao, but Hoyo probably didn't snap Dan Heng's emotional support weapon for no reason, so I can't help but wonder. And then I wondered if you had any thoughts about it you might want to share!

hello, hello! nice to see you again! and if you have been overthinking things, i do not even want to know what the word for whatever crack cocaine state my brain went on at the two seconds of my fixation being on screen...

i.....may have uhhh.... yelled some not so nice things at not!kevin when i saw cloud piercer. ahahah? (wait fuck whats his name again? uhhh... phainon! right! i knew that. ive definitely not been calling him kevin this whole time even though i dont know who kevin is)

I am REALLY hoping they do a little time rollback and fix Cloud Piercer right up again because if it is broken I might actually start crying. That's one of the few pieces of Yingxing left and he can't make anymore because he's fucked up his hands as Blade 😭😭😭 Time reversal does seem like the most likely outcome of them breaking it though. They'd have to redo his animations if they actually destroyed Cloud Piercer, and I can't see them doing that.

....also i'm not actually sure what red ribbon you're talking about? i have mostly been looping the stellaron hunters, to be perfectly honest (if that part of the video ends up with the most played thing, know that it's my fault lol). are you talking about this by any chance?

Cause cloud piercer has always had that wrap. (i have not looked up reference images of cloud piercer multiple times. why would i do that ahahaha....ha... i also hold zero head canons about yingxing putting that red wrap there to remind df of him. seeing as most of the other instances of red on df's design are also yingxing related. earings... bracer's rope...)

you can sort of see it here? it's in the texture on the haft he's still holding. (mostly you can see the sound of me sobbing hysterically about cloud piercer, actually)

I would imagine that Dan Heng is not happy about this, honestly. Cloud Piercer is one of the few things he's had since he left jail, and he built his life in freedom around his ability to use it so effectively. Like, we think of him like an archivist (or at least I do? does the rest of the fandom also do that?), but he's technically a guard. He was a guard on all the IPC ships he boarded too. That's basically his career path. Even if he has no memory of Yingxing tied to the spear, it's definitely something precious to him. We know that he spends a lot of time keeping it polished up and such, so having it broken like this... I'm sure he's internally screaming, yes. Even if he's too emotionally dead outside to externally scream lol (i should stop bullying him, he's grieving his emotional support weapon rip)

To be honest, I think they snapped Cloud Piercer for one very simple reason: they needed to establish that not!kevin is OP. So they fucked up both the boys. That's it. And that's also why I think they'll give us a simple (lol) solution like turning back time to fix it. I don't expect it to be broken for very long in the course of the story.

Dan Heng cleaning with cloudhymn honestly reduced me to tears I was laughing so hard. He tries SO hard to be the one with the brain cell, and then he goes and does shit like that. God, i love him. But no, I don't really think we'll be seeing much Cloudhymn from him. Not unless we can get him back to his full Vidyadhara state. He does seem to be working to improve his ability to use it while playing at human, but I doubt he'll be relying on it in combat. You don't want to use a weapon you can't trust. His control and power seems to be greatly enhanced when he has his horns out, but otherwise, nah. Cloud Piercer or bust.

God, I want Blade in the story again so so so so much, but I don't think we'll see him on Amphoreus. (They're likely saving the Renheng reunion for a future Xianzhou update as that's where their story is centered.) We MIGHT see the Stellaron Hunters outside of Amphoreus helping the others, but I highly doubt we'll see them on the planet itself. Largely, because I'm not sure they could even get to Amphoreus without the help of a memokeeper. Maybe Elio could get around that with his future knowledge, but I doubt.

I do hold some hope that we might get some flashbacks from the Trailblazer remembering their time with the Stellaron Hunters though. It's probably not gonna happen, but they were in the trailer in conjunction with the Trailblazer, and I live in hope, okay? I desperately want to know what Kafka and the Trailblazer were to each other. Is she actually the deadbeat mom? I must know.

[everybody-loves-purdy]

It’s amazing how perceptions of certain characters change. At first along with other fans and this was likely because I was in middle school when I read Bluestar’s Prophecy I was itching for Hawkheart to be in DF. But after the fans got older and Tallstar’s Revenge came out they did agree he was a good guy just looking out for his Clan. By contrast nothing could get people to really buy that Ashfur deserved StarClan especially when perceptions of “nice guys” such as him became more and more hated for good reason. Ultimately the Erins decided to just give up and make him a complete monster. But yeah after hearing about Broken Code Hollyleaf ultimately became a good girl who didn’t do anything wrong.

I cannot help but have respect for the team where they decided “this thing with Ashfur was wrong, he should never have been in StarClan, it’s a terrible message to send. So let’s spend an arc establishing him as a monster who didn’t deserve it.”

Because the problem with how Vicky saw Ashfur is that she saw him as a good cat who’s heart lead down a bad path but he was still good inside. This is clear in his entry in the original ultimate guide (written by Vicky) where it dedicates an entire paragraph at the end to frame him as a good guy that was the victim of a “tragedy” and even blames Squirrelflight a bit for not loving him back.

There used to be such a massive group of kids defending Ashfur back in the day due to him getting to StarClan and stuff the authors said like this. And this persisted a bit even up until the broken code. And I wouldn’t be surprised if there would have been a big resurgence of this thanks to TikTok if it wasn’t for the broken code. Like how TikTok is responsible for a surge of recent Squirrelstar hate.

So yeah thank you Erins for admitting that this was the wrong choice.

To get back to the whole opinions changing point you started off with - yeah it is amazing. I think the biggest changes opinion I’ve had was that when I was 10/11 I absolutely hated Daisy, I wanted that woman dead, it was kind of insane. But now she’s one of my favourites and I cringe at how I used to think about her and wish such ill on her.

[cryingpariah]

This is rotating in my head again cause?? The God Valley incident happened 38 years ago and Big New Morgans is 53 which would make 15 (maybe 16) at this time! What in the world was his ass doing at God Valley as a teenager?? (Yes I know he doesn’t have to technically have been there to write about but shhhh this is more fun!)

I understand the general consensus is that he’s a former Roger Pirate but based on how Iva's talking about him here he’s seems to have already been an established journalist! But that only raises like a billion more questions naturally!

- How did he get to God Valley? Is he potentially from there?

- How did he escape the fate of the Native Hunting Competition? Resident or not wouldn’t they have hunted him down?

- How much does he actually know about the incident itself? (It’s been shown he’s willing to cover up the truth to get a check from the WG so just because only Garp's stuff is written doesn’t mean he doesn’t know more!)

- Is it possibly we saw him there and just didn’t know because he didn’t use his DF powers? (Or just plain didn’t have them at the time!)

[Mildly cringe OC mention time but he definitely holds this over Jackie's head in the way a parent would tell you they hiked 15,000 miles in a blizzard to get to school on time everytime she complains about going somewhere dangerous.]

[kayfeefgtrghh]

Connor (RK800) x shy reader

Did I just write 2984 words? Maybe…

Body image is talked about here as well as other topics that might be sensitive. Read at your own accord. Also, apologies since this is the first fanfic I’ve written in over 10 years. The last 5 years I’ve spent writing university papers. If it’s not the best I’m sorry!

*Reader is addressed as ‘little girl’ and has long hair.

*Does include swear words but I’ve tried to censor them a little.

“Hank the paperwork is due today… And-“ His head tilts “detective? Your temperature is very high. Are you sick?” Putting his hand to my forehead. Throat dry, I try to speak but nothing comes out and stare at Connor, red in the face. Glancing to a friend hoping he can help but Hank just looks back at his screen. Great. I’m on my own. Well. “Yes” squeaks out before you feel a shoulder bump into my back. Sharp breathe in. Turning to make eye contact with Derrik Fedpilzt. He got off on me being quiet. Said I make a shit cop. Too fat, not smart enough, too slow, can’t keep my “female” emotions out of work. Looking down, surprised he kept quiet. I apologise before getting back to my desk. 2 close calls in one day was enough. Writing this report is such a waste of time. Its not like it’s real. I saw it. That deviant was protecting a child… It didn’t deserve to die. Email? Shit. Should I say something to Hank? No. No. I can’t be weak. I can do this. I can’t drag others into my own problems.

‘Don’t think I didn’t figure you out. Meet me in the carpark at 8pm tonight.’ – DF

I need to take my mind off of this. “Heyyyy Hank. Is that seat free?” pointing to his lap. He had such a priceless face before shaking his head mumbling, something about kids these days, under his breathe. Making me giggle. “Okay, but really, I’m going for coffee if you want some?”

“Yeah, Connor should be back soon.”

“Ahh I just meant the-‘

“Lieutenant. Detective.” Connor starts to which I just avoid his gaze and nod to my title. “My apologise for interrupting the conversation.”

“No worries, Connor.” Hank straightens his back, “we’re all heading for coffee.” Connor simply nods in reply to his partner. I try catching Hank’s eye but he just smirks.

-------------*Time skip to coffee shop*---------------

“Soy latte please.” Cringing at how quiet my voice just came out.

“Yes. I-I couldn’t pass up fireworks. It’s nostalgic. What about you both?” Hoping to get away from the spotlight. Hank finally feeling nice speaks up,

“Sorry can you repeat that for me please” the Barista inquires politely. "Soy latte. Thank you.” Connor interjects for me. All I can do is nod and smile shyly to the server while paying.  Sliding into a booth opposite Hank. Connor right after me. Oh. My. God. I can feel his body so close to mine. Keep it together (y/n)! Fingers pulling my coat closer self-consciously. “I heard there is going to be ice festival with fire works tonight. Will you be going Detective?”

“Nah. Kid wants to go so maybe you could go together. Me and Sumo are watching sport, drinking, and sleeping at midnight.” Well… there goes him helping you.

“Ahhhh. No. I mean yes!. I’m- I- I… I just remembered I have a meeting soon, sorry. I’ll see you both around? I’ll meet you outside the office at say… 9pm?” Turning on my tail before they can speak.

---------------*Time skip to car park*-----------------

Skin going cold and fingertips numb, from the cold and the fact Derrik brought friends. I feel a hand around the back of my neck. “You know, if you weren’t so fat maybe I wouldn’t have bumped into you.” Coming into my face, I lean back instinctively. “Or maybe if you were smart, I would have seen you resign. Save the rest of us time picking up your slack. Which judging by your size is a lot,” erupting with laughter from his own comment. “You must have slept your way up with older guys because how else would sone with such a pathetic track record get in. You can’t write reports properly, can’t shoot because you think that what? Androids can have feelings. Ohh look at me I’m so desperate to be loved I’ll turn to something that can’t say no. Isn’t that right?” Not letting me speak, “you don’t deserve this job title, the badge, hell to live!  You’re worthless. Undeserving, fat, ugly, stupid. Is there ANY good quality about you? No. Just kill yourself already to stop burdening others. This time, me and my buddies are gonna teach you a lesson on behaving like a good little girl.” Pulled back and shoved into a pillar. There’s laughter, I can hear it, but it blurs for a minute. Shit I feel something wet drip into my eyelashes. Hold the tears. Confront. Come on. “Hey! I said I was sorry. Why are you doing this?”

“Because,” another guy steps closer, “we don’t respect people like you. Spiting on my face. It had been bad before but never physical.  He raises his hand and I turn to flip him over my shoulder. Thump. “You fc*king bit*h!” he wheezes out. Every muscle in my body feels like stone. He swipes my leg from under me as the others make a circle shouting “fight! Fight!”

“Wai-“ he straddles my legs. Hands instantly on my neck. Not like this. Please. Kicking, I try twist my hips. Gasping in air as I grip his wrists. “Enough Jake.” Another voice calls. The man above me lets go, standing and brushing off his jacket. Huffing. Before kicking my stomach and going off. The rest leave laughing and shaking their head with, “you showed her.” Coughing and feeling the air come back to me I push onto my arms. Shit! It’s 8:55! Connor. Legs shaking I push up and head up to the girls bathroom. The stairs make me feel so heavy. I can’t stop thinking about his words. He was right. I do burden others. I can’t drive. I have one of the lowest success rates. Am I really that unlovable? Do I just empathise with deviants because I see the hate in them as similar to the way people treat me?... Elbowing the door open I can help but say “shit” out loud looking at my reflection. Bloodshot eyes, since when have I been crying? And my neck. Jesus. How was I going to hide this from Connor?! But if I cancel, he’ll try ask why and I can’t lie to him. I pull the collar up and undo my hair.  Lucky I’ve let it grow. Using it as a disguise I head out. “I’m sorry to keep you, had to talk to some colleagues from the lower floor before we left. Are you ready?” I feel him looking right through me. He wants to say something, but his LED goes yellow before red then back to yellow, “Yes detective.”

------------*Time skip to the ice festival*--------------

“SOOO beautiful!” I’m so thankful the weather is cooler outside to excuse me covering my neck so much and accommodating for my slower gate. My ribs really hurt now. But it was worth it. The snow glistened with the colourful lights. Children running around, giggling, as they have snowball fights. It was like a movie scene come true. The city really outdid themselves this year. I love winter. To be on the couch near my window watching the slow gently fall. Hot chocolate in hand and a nice, weighted blanket. Cozy. Safe.

I can feel eyes on me and look up to see Connor smiling, “I’ve never seen you look so childlike Detective.” I know it’s supposed to be an observation. I can’t help it. Thinking of it as an insult. A reminder I need to grow up. “Thanks.” Looking down at my feet.  ‘Worthless… stop burdening others. He’s right.

“Ahh hey. How- How about going on the Ferris wheel? I can pay. My treat for driving.” He nods and we walk in silence. It’s eating away at me. “Hey. Connor? Do you have any fun facts on snow or winter? Festivals? I know Hank tells you to be quiet,” looking down blushing,” but I love when you talk all about things. He sprouts facts like, “the Sapporo Snow Festival started in 1950…” It was nice. His voice. His face. Errgh! I have such a bad crush on him. How couldn’t you? He’s smart, sweet, understanding, patient, fast, strong, and such a gentleman. I can’t help but stare. The light freckles sprinkled over his face. The piece of hair loose and flipping around in the elements. The small snowflakes sticking to his perfect brown hair. Those beautiful eyes I could get lost I for days. I’ve never felt this way about someone. Growing up focused on studies and work. Now for the first time, I look at someone and want to marry. To have children. To do domestic things with Connor. Have him look at me the way I look at him. Love struck as Hank put it. “Snow itself is just precipitation in the form of ice crystals. It originates in clouds when temperatures are below freezing point. It is currently 17.6 degrees Fahrenheit or minus 8 Celsius….” Putting up 2 fingers and paying for the tickets as he ramble on. Side track about drinks for winter festivals in different countries. “For example, in Japan, the initial festival I mentioned, they would drink something called Amazake. Dating back over 1,30 years. It comprises of rice fermented using aspergillus oryzae. The same fungus in natto. Its literally translation is sweet sake and has been described as a mellow sweet flavour…”

We step into the capsule and start our assent. Once we reached the top the breeze was beautiful. I had to take photos. To put on my wall. I lent forward, enjoying the breeze flow through the gaps and focus outside. Not noticing the silence from my companion. “It’s so beautiful don’t you think? I don’t normally like crowds but to see people enjoying themselves like this. It’s nice and the snow is always so- Connor?” His LED is red and I freeze. Following his line of sight. Blushing, I rush to cover the bruises, but he grabs my wrists. With the better lighting he’s seen it. The bruises. Does he think I’m weak. For a officer to get hurt so easily? He says my name sternly and my eyes flick between him and the floor. Jaw tensing and I can’t seem to swallow enough to take a breath. I rub my arm absently at the tense air between us. “Connor I can explain.” He just stares and helps me out before dragging me past the maze. We keep walking. His LED changing between red and yellow. His grips loosens and tightens as the snow crunches beneath us. It would be a nice sound if it weren’t for the anxiety.

He continues to lead me onto a path with no one around, under a streetlight, before turning to face me. Trying to catch a breath he doesn’t need.  He just stares. “Connor?” It’s soft. But I know he hears. “Please. You’re starting to scare me.”

“Who?! Who did that to you?!” Flinching. Was he... mad? He’s an android, he shouldn’t react this way. “Are you deviating?” I whisper shout leaning in despite my fear. He’d never hurt me, right? His brows twitch and he tilts his head. Before his LED stays red. Stepping closer. “This isn’t about me (y/n). Who. Hurt. You. Names.” Now, as he stepped closer with each word, he’s less than a meter from me. I step back and avoid his gaze. “Why?”

“I want to protect you. Keep you safe and I can’t do that if you keep me out.”

“No. Why do you care? I’m just another human. Replaceable. Less intelligent. Less capable, so why do you pretend to care Connor? Because you feel you have to? Did Hank tell you to say those things to me? “I feel my eyes burn and voice break. “Maybe I should go home I’m sorry and end up dashing off as a ground walk past.

-------------------*Time skip*--------------------------

I’ve been avoiding Connor for almost a month now. I was so close to confessing. Or breaking down. Either way I can feel his gaze burn into me and the questioning looks when I just turn and walk away or leave a half-made coffee when he goes to make one for Hank. Speaking of Hank tried to ask about what happened but now I’m avoiding them both. Everyone. Today is the day. I look up, eyes set on Fowler. I get up and knock on his door. “Come in.” Walking into his office reminds me of this nature documentary show I watches where the deer ventured right into the lion’s den. Keep calm. He eventually looks up from my silence and awkwardly standing around. “Sit. What do you want?”

“I quit.” There it was. Those 2 little words. “This is my 2 weeks’ notice sir. I wish to ask if I can stay in the office for my last week. To finish up my reports.” He looks shocked but it quickly morphs back into a scowl. “Fine.” I nod before leaving. I did it. Letting the air out my nose I head back to my desk and put headphones on and begin typing. The day continues like this. Quiet. Efficient. Lonely. It’s what I deserve.

--------------*Time skip to the last day*---------------

Alcohol. Mans real best friend. Sure, dogs make me happy, but they don’t help you numb out life. The dread of not being able to get enough job. The feeling of worthlessness. Alcohol though. A miracle. Especially 10 drinks in. I don’t even know at this point if my thoughts make sense let alone the out loud stuff. Hang onnnnn. I know that hair. “Hannnnnnk! I shout and stumble my way to him. By himself thankfully. I smother him in a hug, and he just shoves me off. “God. I’m so sorry. I’m a shitty friend Hank. I mean… oh oh omg that dog is so cute!” Seeing a golden retriever walk past.

“What have you been ignoring me What happened between you and Connor?”

“Hmmm. I love him, Hank. Not that I don’t love you too but not in that way” giggling,” it’s just. I had a run in and some guys at the precinct beat me up so-“

“What?! When?!” He goes to stand, and I shove his shoulders to push him back into his seat.

“SHHHHH! Hank, I don’t know where I was up to now. Anyway, long story short. Perfect android, Ferris Wheel, found my bruised neck, Unrequited love, I got scared and listened to the voice in my head.” Nodding. “Wait no. Not like that. I meant the things the people said about me. They were right. That’s why today was my last day. I quit. I couldn’t stand to look at you. I know you’d be disappointed and Connor. Fu*k Hank, I’d kill for him. Do anything he asked. But we both know that’s stupid. He dese- derggkrves… ,” pausing and squinting as the word doesn’t come out right, “deserves someone better. He’s PERFECT and look at me.” Flinging my arms out and hitting someone in the face. “Oh” covering my mouth and turning. “I’m so sorry!!”

“Detective.”

“Connor… I- I want you to know what happened at the festival… me avoiding you. Wasn’t your fault.” His LED is rotating yellow still. He then hooks his arm with mine.

“You are intoxicated. I will wait to have this conversation with you tomorrow. I will take you home.” I pout and lean into his body.  Giggling before shoving my nose into his chest and breathing in harshly before confessing, “you smell amazing.”

-----------*Time skip to next morning*----------------

“Owww my head.” Tripping as I tangle into my bedsheets. Faceplanting. Sighing I just lay there face down for a while. Remembering what I said last night. How much did he hear of my confession to Hank? “Detective. You are finally up. It is currently 1:39pm.” I stiffen. Looking up at the android like a dear caught in head lights. “I will cook breakfast while you clean up and then we can talk.”

“I remember you mentioning to Hank you like pancakes.” They look so unbelievably good.

“Thank you, Connor. For everything. I really am sorry.”

“I accept your apology. As to begin our discussion I would like to start with the most defining aspect. That you confessed your feelings for me last night to Hank, did you not?” At this I choke on my food. Coughing and red in the face.  

“Yess.. Well- I did. But you don’t have to-“

“I like you too. More than as a friend. You were correct I have become deviant and these feelings these last months have been difficult. However, after talking to Hank he said it was love. It explains my rash and inappropriate reaction to your bruising and the reason I still feel angry now when thinking about it. “

“It was Derrik Fedpilzt and his friends. I tried to fend one off by flipping him onto his back. So, he chocked me. I was scared that you’d judge me. For not being able to defend myself. “

“Like I said before I want to take care of you and protect you. There has never been a time when I thought you were weak. Or flawed in any way for that matter.” He puts hind hand on the table between us. I look up before timidly reaching to place mine across the table too. He moves to cover mine and smiles that dorky smile. Realising I am finished he gets up to do the dishes, but I block him. 

“Why don’t we cuddle on the couch for a while? I can do them later.” LED yellow to blue. Putting my plate on the sink before grabbing a blanket. Sitting on my old couch, snow just outside. This was perfect. I look up at him admiring the view and kiss his cheek. Maybe I deserve love after all.

[witchh09]

Fucking cringe old woman. fuck off

I bet you don’t even know how old I am, men these days 🤦‍♀️ fuck p*dfs

[sonicasura]

Oh Mina and Soshiro(I got to remember his name is spelled with a o at the end) isn't the only ones that crings at the sheer work these people have to do after the fighting is over and the clean up start.

Pretty much everyone in the First and Third divison is in the opinion that they need to give these people the respect and credits were it is due. Not everyone is cut for this kind of work. With some even starting to try and avoid making too much of a mess if it is possible.

Which everyone in Monster Sweeper business is greatful for. Don't get them wrong, like everyone else they respect the DF and the things they do to stop the kaijus from ending their lives and all that. But even they can get a bit pissy with how much work they have to do by the end of the day. Rarely is the aftermate pretty.

As for wether or not it is Kafka or Mina who starts the talk. We are all in agreement that its a bit of both. Kafka gets encouragement from his work colleagues and Mina takes matter into her own hands after a bit of encouragement from Soshiro who is getting tired of this constant weird thing going on between his captain and Kafka.

And Isao would defently put those two in their place. And probably many more as I can see that Gen and Soshino ain't the only ones causing trouble around the places. Maybe a good few accidents will be needed to really hammer it in that there are reasons why every single sweeper insist on them wearing certain thing or not use a tool that way.

At least Mina is more than willing to listen to Kafka on what to do. Even if it is akward as all hell, she knows she's out of her depth on this and isn't going to ignore that fact.

The Monster Sweepers make sure the kaiju are gone for good so they definitely deserved some gratitude. Especially since the 3rd and 1st Divisions make the largest messes. This joint operation with the Monster Sweepers is a nice way to boost relationships between them than just prove a fruitful learning experience.

I can imagine the conversation with Kafka and Mina having like a minute of awkward silence bed someone finally speaks up.

[quinloki]

Idk if this is considered ‘good shit’ but imma hit you with it anyways

It’s so wonky trying to figure out a good ‘lore’ for my oc/self insert that could work with many blorbos and I think I finally got it down but then I’m like ugh you’re making a Mary sue AND WHO CARES this is just for in my brain why does it matter ;-;

Growing up in the Mary sues are awful era really made it so anytime I wanna make my oc interesting I’m like oh is it too much? Too op? Too cool of a backstory? But she’s for my brain so why does it matter

It’s wild tho I’ve always used her in my brain but one piece is the one that’s really stuck and made me wanna think of her background in relation to that

I think my struggle rn is in all the time I’ve had her she’s always had like wind powers. So does she eat a devil fruit, but idk if I want her to eat one bc then she can’t swim, but that doesn’t seem within the realm of normal powers in the op universe without eating a devil fruit. And I have another option so it’s not like the only thing, it just seems weird since that’s what she always had.

I’m over complicating it I’m sure bc this is literally just for my own personal enjoyment but still my brain wants to be logical about it for some reason 🙄🙄

I also find one piece outfits kind of difficult bc it’s such a mix of modern and older styles I’m like what won’t look weird

ONCE AGAIN FOR THE THINGS IN MY HEAD WHY AM I LIKE THIS 😂😂😂

Oh man the very concept of Mary Sue just makes me Seethe - and not the things people apply it to, but the way it’s used. If memory serves it actually started as a positive thing

And then just

Got turned so derisive >.<

Ah, but honestly - I think you should proudly write a character who bends or breaks whatever rules you want them too. It’s fun, for one, hurts absolutely no one for two - whether you keep it to yourself or share your stories.

RP communities often have guidelines, so unless you’re dealing with that, who cares? Have fun \o/

Write cringe diamonds, cringe trash, Mary Sue v 1.0 or 2.0 or whatever. Relish the x reader and the self insert. Have one bat wing and one angel wing or whatever and your character is the cause of wars she’s so godsdamned gorgeous- just

Enjoy whatever you do.

If she has wind powers from birth that’s not too out there anyway. The Minks all light up like Tesla Coils from birth, there’s no reason there can’t be another tribe - rare or lost or whatever - that had something similar. Hells, what’s his face winged-angel-gimp-daddy has magic fire powers.

And also I think it’d be great if she let people think she had a DF and then just like, yote herself into the sea for whatever reason.

That’s my two cents ^_^