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kyogre-blue · 8 months

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SS continues. Seteth is handsome and I think I would be okay with this normally, but I played VW first and Claude was cuter.

Not to be mean, but that's pretty much literally the only difference so far. Off screen Claude even supporting character magics us into getting the same reinforcements in the same place and going to the same next map. (I tell Seteth I want to go to the Kingdom this time. Seteth says no. I feel like at least Claude didn't pretend I had options. Did I just agree with him on everything...? That is also possible.)

It's kind of... even some of Seteth's lines don't seem to be intended for him. I heard from interview that SS was written first, so I figured that playing it would make VW feel like a reskin, but I dunno if it's the order I did them in, but tbh VW so far feels a more "natural" progression, Edelgard stuff aside.

Aside from that, using church units on the church route has some funny effects like that one general going "your army of children," but I'm actually... using almost entirely adults...

Live blogging notes:

Oh, I didn't notice, but the "village" where we wake up is in ruins. There are burnt remnants and half-collapsed brick walls in the background.

Interesting point: I didn't keep track of the months before, but now I see we fell asleep in March 1181 but wake up in December 1185. I kinda thought it would be the same months, but it's not.

Edelgard's tone at the reunion is...... hum. Not very emotive? Don't get me wrong, Claude doesn't exactly get worked up much either, but Edelgard has a lot more personal stakes in all this, and she should really have a deeper investment in regard to Byleth. It was like this when they parted ways in Garreg Mach too.

Edelgard says "friend from our Black Eagle days have chosen to join me in the fight ahead." But that's... hum. First, why is it a fight ahead for her? She's been fighting for 5 years and is winning, according to the info dump. Second, did the students actually join her? I got them all killed, so I won't know either way, but my impression is that this is not actually the case to begin with.

Edelgard is using a wavy sword... Levin Sword?

Kinda meh sword battle scene.

The fact that Edelgard is older than Byleth now... haha. Claude switches to calling you "my friend" but Edelgard is still pushing the teacher angle.

The info dumps about the political situation post timeskip are slightly different all around, but the only real difference seems to be that Lorenz leads the Empire supporter faction in the Alliance, which iirc was not the case in VW. That checks out. Dimitri is still presumed dead and Faerghus is a Dukedom.

Flayn says she forgot something at the Holy Mausoleum, where we meet up with her... Not sure what this is about. (Update: She and Seteth hang around there later too. Really not sure why.)

SS savefile has the banner I presume Claude also makes you use in VW - kinda blue-grey background with a pink Crest of Flames.

Lol, I killed everyone, but the chapter crawl still says students from the Black Eagle house are working with the Church. Instead I recruited all the Church units, so they show up to help in the new month.

War phase SS has the same monastery music and yellow skybox as VW. Kinda disappointed, tbh. I was (vainly) hoping that each route would get something a little different.

I did notice that they have wooden construction equipment type structures in a lot of places, which I didn't realize before. I guess it's supposed to show how the monastery is in a rundown, damaged state, but even seeing it, I don't think it works too well.

Shamir says that Dagda was "destroyed" ten years ago.

Seteth has been refusing Hanneman's requests for 21 years. So even though Flayn came to the monastery very recently, Seteth has been around for long enough that his physical age is going to start looking weird lol (his info on Serenes Forest says he's physically 27). Notably though, he and Jeralt didn't know each other (iirc), so based on the timeline, Seteth came pretty much immediately after Jeralt faked Byleth's death and disappeared. I wonder if it was because Rhea would have been "in a state" about Byleth's supposed death (and the loss of Sothis's crest stone).

There are no records of anyone except Seteth having a Major Crest of Cichol. In fact, it seems like there's probably no one who has a crest of Cichol at all. Seteth says he is a commoner and has no idea how he ended up with a crest. Hanneman when Byleth says the exact same thing, while being just as sus:

There's some cliff rubble on the monastery defense map... looks like there was a rockslide during the Imperial attack.

The fact that I've forgotten half of VW already is making this a little more tolerable, but looking at the chapter list for VW, we did have a monastery defense map before going to get Judith's troops, and in SS we are...... also going to get Judith's troops.

There's some snippets about how Judith and Daphnel have mostly remained out of Imperial attention and how Judith is a devout follower of the Seiros faith, but tbh it feels out of place here compared to VW.

Oh, there's a spy. Man, was this in VW? I remember nothing.

I've seen this mentioned in fic, but the quest for the Almyran merchant in disguise mentions a Nader bear (which is an Armored Bear Stuffy in your inventory). The thing you give him is "Zoltan's Beast Idol" that mentions the famous craftsman Zoltan who was believed to have made only weapons. I wonder if there's some weapon in the game that was made by him?

Seteth repeats the legend about Ailell being caused by the goddess's wrath after a battle there long ago. Which... is a weird thing, given that he should theoretically know the actual cause -- Agarthan missiles getting deflected from the monastery by the protections on the Holy Tomb.

Oh, Judith suggests she's helping because Claude asked her to. My sus man <3

Reiterating that the Oghma mountains are to the south of the monastery and between it and the Empire. You can't enter the monastery from the Empire directly. You have to go through the Kingdom or the Alliance.

Why do they give you the choice between east and west approaches?? I picked west because I already saw the Alliance stuff, but Seteth just directly shoots you down...

Claude continues to be a proper side character by giving us a way to get into the Empire through the Alliance. "I don't know exactly why, but I feel that I can trust you," my dude, it's because you are a side character who exists to fill the needs of the plot. It's the damn bridge again. SIGH

Also, I was worried for a moment when I couldn't talk to Ashe, but apparently you don't need to. Just kill him and he magically survives. There isn't even a little scene about him coming back or anything...?

#playing fire emblem

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viksalos · 1 year

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hi Sarah! would you like to tag 5 songs that you listen to ? :)

hi clo! :D like ANY songs? ok uhhhh i'm gonna try to pick some new stuff i've been listening to instead of stuff I've already posted about a bunch lol. also as usual i got carried away talking about music so i wrote a little about what i like about each song, but for tl;dr purposes i'll tag my 10 people up front: @axiolotl @avoidingdestiny @stoneboss @everoutoftouch @lilybee @famishedst @sealab420 @iloveyoutoodeath @mousey-toy @saisons-en-enfer (<-people i remember interacting with posts about music recently but if anybody else sees this feel free!)

People Are Good // Depeche Mode off their new album Memento Mori. when I went out for goth night last weekend we got there pretty early and they played this while there was nobody out on the dance floor and we were just playing pool, but the DJ apparently heard me go like "ayyy depeche mode!" cus he played it again for us when more people showed up so we could dance to it. it was nice lol

Eat an Eraser // Princess Goes to the Butterfly Museum kinda catchy synth rock? like reminds me of synthpop-era Ulver almost? like i said in that photoset i reblogged earlier today, found this on my discover playlist and apparently it's fronted by Michael C. Hall of Dexter fame which is so fucking funny to me. i fell off of Dexter after season 3 and had no idea what the dude was up to til now lmao

More // Low this one's been on intermittent repeat since the vocalist Mimi Parker passed away of cancer last year. i had an aunt who was kinda like a second mother to me, was about her age, and passed away of cancer, so i feel for everyone who loved Low, and this song kinda reminds me of her. i also consider this album to be noise (among other genres) and while i love harsh noise i also think this song shows off the breadth of the genre--here the distortion is used to carry a lovely wistful melody

Things That Scare Me // Neko Case another one from my discover playlist. i thiiiink the lyrics are about how conservative values in America lead to gun violence? but as usual i'm enamored with the guitar and banjo picking--i may or may not be on the verge of a big neko case phase we'll see. i feel like i'm gonna take up some kind of music-making hobby after i graduate and knowing me it's either gonna be a noise project or the banjo. duality of woman or whatever

93696 // Liturgy off their latest album of the same name. it's a 15 minute avant-garde black metal epic--this was Liturgy's closer when they played my city in December and it was insane to hear live

honorable mention: The New York Trader // Lankum only an honorable mention cus you already picked the other lead single off this album lol, but i'm so glad we agree it's a banger!! the last ~3 minutes of this song in particular are nuts. bought a ticket to see them in September even though it's 4 hours' drive away but whatever it was 20 bucks 👍

#tag game #lmk if the tag game stuff is annoying lol. and feel free to not do it obvs!

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solradguy · 1 year

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Wait I’m super curious since If I’m correct you do like vocaloid, but what kind of vocaloid music/producers do you listen to? And if my memory is fcked and you don’t actually listen to vocaloid I can recommend you some heavy metal or rock vocaloid stuff if you’d like

I had a Vocaloid phase back around 2015 when I found out that Kentarou Miura designed Gackpo but it was too much effort digging through YT to find tracks that I liked so I kinda fell off it... But Miku is my friend and I love the creative community that's formed around her. The Vocaloid software itself is also really interesting/fascinating.

There isn't really a specific producer or artist I kept up with back when I was into it though; I just kinda skipped around fan lists of good tracks and Youtube recommendations haha. Though, I did dig around on my HDD and found some of the Vocaloid tracks I liked enough to save:

God Slaying Machine - Rega-P / レガP [Miku]

Last Night, Good Night - Save Up for a Rainy Day (I think?) [Miku]

In The Name of God - ROY [Gackpo]

A REMINISCENCE - 刑の字 [Luka]

Destination Of The Wind - ZUN 「上海アリス幻樂団」[Miku]

Sleeping Beauty - 164 [Miku] (I still really like this one and someone made a cool video for it)

Hades ~Denshou to Kisou~ - Naoki [Gackpo]

【初音ミクAppend DARK】Give me Pain - ブルベリ (mylist/20981884) [Miku]

I have a few more saved but my buddies wanna play GG so these are just the ones I remember liking after skimming through the list. Listening to these makes me want to sift through more Vocaloid songs again lol Please send some recommendations if you'd like/have time to, I'd love to listen to them.

#asks

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alchadex · 1 year

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getting to know the mun :

name: sasha nickname: sasha (unless youre space then its bitch lol) faceclaim: enjoy this photo of me holding some plushies! pronouns: they/them/theirs height: 5' (152ish cm) birthday: may 1 aesthetic: minimalistic/street, black + white + pink last song you listened to: so far away ft. suran by agust d favorite muse (s) you’ve written: dex (of course) + sanggil/yoda (idolverse oc from,, hs/college) that space absolutely remembers

getting to know the account :

what inspired you to take on this muse: pretty sure i was going through an fma phase in 2017, made him for twitter rp (his original name was derek and im pretty sure it was a different fc) and he kind of fell off bc he wasnt the kind of character for twitter. i remade him last year with a new fc, new name, and i'm still totally in love with him. fma is a fav show, fav manga, so this is just wonderful. what are your favorite aspects of your current muse: teef - he's also full of tenacity and i love it. never gives up, but he will stop doing something if he recognizes it's out of his skillset/ability. he won't kill himself over trying to do something. what’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: i listen to this nonsensical 'latin' album called adiemus by karl jenkins. it feels like fantasy battle music and it's the best thing ever. favorite types of threads : i tend to love writing out more angsty/violent stuff but i adore softness. growing strong bonds and just overwhelming sweet moments. biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: the two faceclaims honestly. i have to go through a webtoon and screenshot myself and then transfer to my laptop to make icons. it's really... annoying.

#dexio : ooc #dexio : text #// EHEUHEUHEU #// stole this from someone xoxo

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levmada · 1 year

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idk if you listen to fall out boy but like i was listening to their latest song its called love from the other side and all i could think is levi levi this is levi idk if it fits him or if i just think abt levi too much lol

LMAO i was like the stereotype of an emo kid and i never rly fell out of that phase fjwjdkkwkd i love fall out boy but i lost interest in their music after i think mania? bc they’d gone too pop for me. SO I HADNT LISTENED TO THIS BUT DAMN. at first i was like “??? this is some high fantasy music huh” BUT THEN THE GUITARS AND DRUMS CAME IN…

i can definitely see this as a levi song. “what would you trade the pain for? i’m not sure.” “sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse. and i just about snapped, don’t look back.”

“the kind of pain you feel to get good in the end”

“give up what you love before it does you in”

nffnwjfjwj going in the relationship-with-levi playlist right tf now. so dw about thinking abt him too much djfjsjdjgj. i do have a playlist after all. and a kinning playlist..

#but also i love this. it’s like they’re having a return to form and that’s just exquisite #i love pierce the veil’s new sound too #bring me the horizon well………#i lost my absolute shit when mcr came back but that’s an essay for a diff post #kane has mail

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kweebtrash · 2 years

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Literally forget the fact that i havent been active for like 2 years or whatever i was in my feelings and wanted to write about this.

Im not into kpop anymore, i mean not as hardcore as i used to be; constantly keeping up with comebacks, spending hundreds of dollars on traveling and concerts and hi-touch, buying albums and furiously hoping for my bias’ PC,etc.

I was already on the tail end of getting out of kpop but when i got with my partner i just fell out of it completely (they listen to kpop occasionally even before they met me.) But kind of the terrible mistakes i made on here and me working so hard on stories and them falling flat made me dip out completely.

BUT lately i’ve been wanting to listen to kpop just casually. I’m actually listening to my faves playlist now and “Shine” came on and it’s like my whole body stopped and i really wanted to cry?? Pentagon means a lot to me. They’re one of my ult groups and i legitimately almost threw up at the concert because i was so excited. I cried when Dawnie got kicked out, i was there watching the youngest three grow up, listening to Jinho being talented Jinho, all that stuff. But Shine was what got me back into Kpop in 2017.

I’m a second gen stan so i started in 2011 or so, all the way back to when BigBang was nice and wholesome and amazing and the music videos were way weirder and cringey-er. I fell out of it and Shine just grabbed me by the hair and was like COME BACK BITCH. And that song makes me so incredibly happy? It flooded back all these memories of going to KCon 2018, back when i didn’t even KNOW the member’s names but i was like I LOVE YOU ALL. It led me to stray kids and of course i had my obsessive BTS phase (and the NCT one after that. Hello Johnny) I made so many friends and genuinely enjoyed it so much, not only as a hobby but as a way to meet people. I miss talking to the people i’ve made friends with on here, the people who enjoyed my work, and not necessarily the people i made mistakes with lol but it was still a learning experience. All of those memories came back at once and i was suddenly just so fckn sad that i dont have that same feeling of happiness or those friends anymore. That i CANT write anymore because i just havent been able to create ANYTHING that i like. No fanfiction, no DND stuff, no worldbuilding. Just a few OC’s here and there that i’ve just thrown out because nothing seems right.

Kpop used to be so special. Back in 2011 when i was in high school, kpop was weird. It was all like “Why are you listening to music when you don’t even understand it??”. It felt unique and so fresh and for the weird emo kid that i was i was like a kpop hipster. That sounds terrible but that’s what it felt like. It used to be impossible for me to get ANY kpop merch and ever since BTS took over America and all the other groups after and we have merch left and right and kpop stores in the states it doesnt feel as special anymore. Not to mention the fanbases are younger and it weirds be out when like some teenager is over here calling Felix daddy when that child doesn’t even know the first thing about being dominate. Also my birthday is at the end of the month and im old now, lol. The groups keep getting younger and it’s kinda like in anime. I can enjoy it as a whole but it feels strange to have the children sexualized and not very many older members. A lot of them are older now in the groups that i like but it still feels strange to be almost 30 and fawning over people younger than me. My partner is 3 years younger than me and i still feel like i’ve robbed a cradle.

Anyway, i’m just in my feelings and stressed because i have life things going on but i basically only talk to 2 people that i’ve met from kpop and while i love them dearly it was nice talking to a lot of people online. But now i wonder if i could find other friends who will talk to me about shit outside of kpop. I know everyone has other hobbies besides this but i’ve never gotten to know that side of the people i talked with. Like, i never really got any writer friends and i DESPERATELY need some, i’m not that up to date on anime but like i’m shoving down 1000 year war and chainsaw man and Tuca and Bertie (that’s not an anime but an in general animation). I know everyone and their mom like’s DND now but let me see how you play it, the worlds you created, your OC’s. it’s kinda sad that i’m almost 30 and cant actually make friends lmao. I guess i might feel a little sad bc my partner has like a billion online friends and i would just like other people to talk to again about our interest, even if it’s still kpop from time to time.

Shine just made me think of some happier times in my life and all the good feelings i had and it’s kinda gone now and i just spent like 30 minutes at work writing this because my playlist made me sad. Let me leave now lol

But wait quick embarrassing PS: yesterday while i was stoned i realized that my partner is messy Johnny (minus the fuckboi). Like bad at expressing emotion, looks cold but is an actual baby, actually really sensitive, a mama’s boy, a stoner, constantly trying to make straight A’s and working hard and stressing. I really wrote about my dream guy lmao

ok, now bye. im embarrassed i wrote this

#i need to eat my gummy because im on a fckn roller coaster rn

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survey--s · 2 years

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306.

What is your skin care routine? Yeah, I don’t have one of those lol. I use sunscreen in summer and just wash my face in the shower with whatever bodywash I’m using that week. I don’t really wear make-up though so it’s mostly just getting rid of sweat.

Do you have fencing around your residence? Nah, we’re not that posh.

Do you believe in purgatory? No.

If you had a throne, what would it look like? Uhh, I have no idea. I’d like to be red or purple though.

Have you ever been to Miami, FL? No, I’ve never been to the US.

Do you know a Molly? Not these days, but I did go to school with a girl called Molly.

Do you remember the last dream you had? All I remember is that my old chemistry teacher from nearly 20 years ago was in it and she was making me write some kind of statement about how she hadn’t shouted at a child? Weird lol.

What’s the last thing you said out loud? "Love you bubba!” to the dog.

Have you ever left a movie theater before the movie was over? No, but I’ve been tempted a few times.

Are you currently cold or warm? Warm.

What’s a dangerous animal you find to be cute? Tigers.

What last gave you anxiety? Cantering today lol. I fell off last week and while I wasn’t injured it definitely bumped my confidence a bit. I was fine going one way, but when she asked me to do it in the spot I fell yesterday, I just panicked and didn’t want to go that fast, hahah.

Do you have a sister? Not a biological sister, but I have four sisters in law.

Which of the seven deadly sins do you commit the most? Sloth and gluttony.

When did you last get a haircut? Uhhh, I couldn’t tell you. I generally do my own hair but I don’t remember the last time I bothered.

When did you last feel lonely? I can’t remember.

Do you have a lucky charm? No.

Do you drink Rockstar energy drinks? I went through a phase of liking those, but now all energy drinks taste really sweet and unpleasant to me. I don’t know what changed.

Are you a slow learner? Not generally, but it depends on what I’m learning.

What time is it currently? It’s 4.14pm.

How many syllables are in your full name? Eight.

Is there anyone you can say that you hate? Nope.

Have you ever sat on someone’s shoulders at a concert? No.

What song did you last have on repeat? I honestly don’t remember.

How has the weather been where you live? Blue skies, sunshine, a nice breeze and warm! My ideal weather basically - it’s a bit humid today but generally it’s been lovely.

What’s your favorite month out of the year, and why? May/June for the weather, October because it’s Autumn, and December because of my birthday/Christmas, and because I get a fortnight off work.

Who is a boy you find to be attractive? I mean, I’m a bit old for “boys” lol.

When did you last plant something? A few summers ago.

What’s something or someone you are proud of? My business.

What’s a problem that keeps recurring in your life? Other people allowing their off-lead dogs to approach my on-lead dogs

Have you ever caused a bed to break? Hahah yep, three times. Not through sex, just to clarify lol.

What’s something you could use extra patience for? Slow drivers.

Have you ever crashed a party? Yeah as a teenager.

Do you like fireworks? I love them but I have animals who are scared of them, so I wish everyone had to use silent ones.

When did you last do laundry? Yesterday.

What did you last have a conversation about? Uh, with Suzanne about her dog Charlie and what we did instead of a proper walk today as it was just waaaay too hot.

Who is someone you’d define as iconic? Audrey Hepburn.

What was the last flower you seen? Foxgloves.

What is something you always keep in your fridge/freezer? Apple juice.

Have you ever heard of making music with plants? I have not.

Did you use to play in the mud as a kid? I did indeed.

What’s something you find to be rude? When you stop and let a driver through and they don’t say thank you.

What’s a topic you could go on for hours discussing? Dogs, dog welfare and dog behaviour.

Do you have any pictures frames in sight? Yeah, there are some on the walls.

What did you last apologize for? Cutting a walk short today, but it was just far too warm for it.

#survey #surveys

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1tsnoya · 4 years

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This request is a little nsfw because of nudity. Could I please request headcanons for Nishinoya, Sugawara, Tsukishima, Asahi, and Hinata seeing fem!reader naked for the first time because they both want to take a shower (or bath) together. She get flustered because she is worried about what they think. Nothing sexual happens just boys appreciating their girlfriend’s beauty. I hope this wasn’t too confusing. Thank you!

✧･ﾟ taking a bath with their s/o ✧･ﾟheadcanons

↳ a/n: queued post. i’ll answer asks/dms in the morning. i’m not ignoring u i promise

↦ pairings: nishinoya x reader, sugawara x reader, tsukishima x reader, asahi x reader, hinata x reader

↦ warnings: nudity but besides that — fluff!

🌟taglist: @spriteandnicotine @fatheadthemango @tokobaby @virgosetter @tobiokvgeyama @bokutoscake04

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

nishinoya

→ [6:54PM] noya<3 : are you still waiting up for me? >:p

→ [6:54PM] y/n : of course bub. i’m outside

→ [6:55PM] noya<3 : YAY ILL BE OUT IN 2 MINUTES

→ you had walked the short route to meet your boyfriend after volleyball practice

→ he said that he wanted to watch movies and cuddle after 🥺 so obvi u were down!

→ he was so happy to see you when he walked out of the gym

→ he picked u up and spun u around like the little kid that he was, “sorry i’m sweaty babe. gotta shower when i get home”

→ oh?👀shower??

→ this is when the bath idea popped into your head, his family was out of the house for the next two hours anyway

→ so u got the courage to say something about it, “i’ll run a bath for you if you want”

→ omg his eyes lit up - “really!? you’d do that for me?”

→ “of course dum dum”

→ so when you got back to his place, you went to the bathroom to run him a hot bath

→ and you came back to him thrown on top of the couch, his gym bag next to him

→ “nuh uh,” you smacked his arm playfully, “bath’s ready.”

→ you literally don’t know HOW but he got the energy to jump back up and run to the bathroom... was he not just falling asleep???

→ anyway. you walked back to the bathroom and he was already in the bath

→ his head was thrown back and he already looked relaxed, “thank you, baby”

→ “it’s no problem. i know how tired y- huh?”

→ he was doing those Grabby Hand thingys towards you, “join me silly”

→ uh what

→ well he did offer so👀 not like you were thinking about it or anything haha

→ he didn’t make it weird or anything either. when you hopped it, he kissed you on the cheek and helped shampoo your hair into a mohawk

→ since the gel in his hair was washed out and it was soft from the conditioner, you get running your hands through it mmmm he looked so cute with his hair like that

→ you almost fell asleep like that, it felt comfy having him there with you<3

sugawara

→ okay you have NO CLUE who came up with the idea and why

→ you two were studying and it was getting late so koushi went to take a bath, it was just an instinct for you to follow

→ you just kept talking to him on the way to the bathroom LOL like it hadn’t phased you yet

→ and he kept listening like, “mhm, love” “yeah no i completely get that” “of course, doll”

→ it finally hit you when he started running the water

→ “oh my god. i’m so sorry! i didn’t realize i should-“

→ “get in with me!” and he stuck his tongue out like >:p

→ cmon. said this before and i will say it again: SUGA IS SUCH A FLIRT. YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT HE WOULDN’T-

→ “are you sure? i know you’re tired so it’s okay”

→ what does this lil shit do? :’) he cupped some water in his hands and threw it towards you, “oops. now you have to get in!”

→ bruh :’)

→ he got in first and looked away when you got undressed respectful boy even though he lowkey wanted to

→ and you hopped in on the opposite side of the bath so you two were facing eachother

→ “so.. come here often?”

→ :’)))))

→ you splashed towards him, “wow. very funny, koushi”

→ he joked around some more and put some bubbles in the bath

→ next thing you know, there’s bubbles in your hair and his and you’re laughing

→ “you look like an old lady, kou!”

→ “so do u!” and he kept adding more and more bubbles on top of your head, “you’re the cuter granny though”

→ wha:’)))

→ you started getting sleepy and when he noticed, he got out to dry off and bring you a warm towel

→ so you got dressed and borrowed one of his hoodies to wear and a pair of his boxers

→ he thought you looked adorable but teased you for the rest of the night:p

tsukishima

→ you were walking back to your place after school for a project and your boyfriend was a little on the grumpy side

→ “kei. what’s wrong?”

→ “nothing?”

→ “you literally got mad at the fact your shoelace came undone”

→ busted

→ “sorry. i’m just... tense”

→ “oh.. what’s stressing you out?”

→ “not like that. my body is just... sore i guess”

→ being the loving partner that you were, you blurted out, “let me run you a bath and some tea when i get home!”

→ “it’s fine, (y/n)”

→ “no it’s not! you’re overworking yourself”

→ and that was true. tsuki just didn’t like admitting it

→ “fine...thank you”

→ so you continued your walk with shared earbuds. once you got home, you threw your bag down and ran to the bathroom to start the bath.

→ he lazily followed behind, “you don’t have to (y/n)”

→ “too late! the bath is ready”

→ so you looked away as he got undressed and settled himself in the water

→ just as you were about to walk away, he softly grabbed at your wrist, “not gonna join?”

→ wwwhshhjhhhshhjkljshhghhhhhh

→ ur face = red

→ he noticed how pink your cheeks got, “oh. sorry. i thought...never mind”

→ well since he mentioned it 👀 why not

→ he was expecting you to walk away but instead you were undressing to get in the bath with him

→ he respectively looked away, “you sure?”

→ you planted a kiss on top of his head, “yes, hun”

→ when you got in, you massaged his shoulders holy shit yeah they were tense

→ he was melting into your touch, which was kind of new, he obviously appreciated what you were doing

→ he gave you a little kiss on the forehead, “thank you for doing this”

→ :’))) soft tsuki makes my heart go !!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love him

→ you stayed there for a while, he started playing some music on his phone and your eyes were closed as you were rested between his legs

→ you wished that you could stay like that forever

asahi

→ NERVOUS BOY NERVOUS BOY NERVOUS BOY NERVOUS B

→ asahi would be TOO nervous to ask you to take a bath with him :’) my bby is just too anxious

→ so ✨YOU ✨had to ask him

→ or at least like... hint at it lol

→ you guys were on the couch watching some movie

→ ans he was lowkey falling asleep with you in rested between his legs

→ you looked up at him and poked at him, “love, i’m gonna go take a bath”

→ he yawned as you got up, “oh okay. i’ll wait for you here”

→ “why?”

→ “what do you mean?? you’re going to take a bath?”

→ “yeah? come with me”

→ he liked JOLTED AWAKE HSJHGSHS

→ he got so red and started waving his hands, “n-no it’s fine!! go enjoy your bath!”

→ “come on azuuuu” you were tugging at his arm and next thing you knew you were dragging him to the bathroom as he was assuring you

�� “iTs fiNe (y/n)!! really- i’ll just stay on the couch i dontwannabotheryohitsokAy-“

→ “babe. it’s fine. it’s just a bath”

→ “nObjt idontwannamakeyouuncomfortabBle oranything”

→ “we’ve been dating for like a year. why would i be weirded out?”

→ so you finally got him to agree to join you in the bath after like 7 minutes of reassurance

→ it was so warm and cozy for him so what did he do??

→ he fell asleep with you in his arms

→ he was tired to begin with so it really was just ✨lights out✨

→ even when you got out, he was still sleepy

→ after you dried off, he was still tired so he fell asleep with his head in your lap on the couch as you played with his fluffy hair <3

hinata

→ BABY BOY I LOVE HIM

→ he had texted you in the afternoon about some new show that he wanted to watch

→ [5:01] sho<3 : Y/N !!!! SUNSHINE !!!!

→ [5:01] sho<3 : OUR SHOW !!! STARTS SOON

→ [5:01] sho<3 : COME OVER I WANNA WATCH IT WITH YOU >:DDDD

→ so you texted him that you’d be on your way in 20 minutes

→ and when you got there - baby natsu answered the door

→ natsu: “hiiii! shoyo is in the bath right now”

→ she held your hand to the bathroom door and yelled “SHOYOOO! Y/N IS HEREEE! pause okay HAVE FUN” and then she skipped away

→ that little girl sure could YELL hsbshhd

→ so you lightly knocked at the door - “sho?”

→ “y/n! come in”

→ you walked in to see your boyfriend in the bathroom, scrubbing strawberry shampoo in his hair

→ “children’s strawberry shampoo? really sho?” you laughed as you squatted next to him

→ “duh! how else do you think my hair smells good? want some?”

→ did he?? just smoothly ask you to join him in the bath??? wha

→ before you could answer, he put some on his hand and ruffled it into your hair

→ “now you can smell like strawberries!”

→ :’)))))

→ you got in and he started adding bubbles to the bath like the little kid that he was

→ he even gave himself a beard with the bubbles😭i love him he totally would

→ “my phone is over there- you can put the show on if you’d like”

→ 🥺🥺🥺

→ so you set the phone up carefully as you started the show

→ and you rested in between his legs as he massaged more shampoo in your hair

→ the whole room smelt citrus-y and he placed his head on your shoulder, giving you a quick peck on the cheek

→ “you smell good”

→ “hm. i wonder why”

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leqclerc · 3 years

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care to spare more on the twilight meets sebchal idea? i‘m buzzing with excitement right now. the more i think about it the more comparisons i see 🥺

Oh man, I don't even know. I just occasionally get hit with like... nostalgia for the aesthetics and the music, y'know? Plus, I've been casually re-watching the movies every few nights so yeah I guess it's been rattling around my head, lol. But it's not like I have a solid plan or plot for a fic or anything. I mean I kind of did a while back but it's a more loose interpretation that doesn't faithfully follow the plot and isn't set in high school in America, lmao. Maybe at some point I'll go back to my WIPs and try to bang out a scene or two from that AU. It is NaNo after all...

The problem is, like...I genuinely can't decide which of them would be the vampire in this scenario? I could see it working both ways. I mean Charles is extraordinarily handsome, has (by own admission) "yellow eyes", drives a Ferrari, speaks several languages, plays the piano, is rich, impossibly fast and strong, etc. Reading the book and seeing how Bella describes Edward you're like "well lol he's not real people like that don't exist." And then you look at Charles and you realise SMeyer was ahead of her time and she knew he'd be torturing all of us on the regular sjdjef

But at the same time, Seb has the life experience and knowledge of someone who's lived, well, a really long existence. I can see him struggling to accept what he is/his nature (especially if he was, like, a medical emergency "change" or something and couldn't really make an informed choice because someone made it for him) given what we know of him and his outlook on life in general. I'm pretty sure there's an interview somewhere where he gets asked if he'd choose to be immortal or something and he says no because living life and making mistakes and learning from them and changing and shaping your life is what makes it worth living for him. So I think if he'd been changed (even closer to/at 30 and not very young like most of the Cullens) he'd have some angst about it and maybe a "rebellious phase" (think RB era) in his first few years as a newborn before maturing and kind of...trying to give his new existence some sort of meaning beyond just feeding. Imo he'd adopt a Carlisle-like approach and use the infinite time at his disposal to learn, gain knowledge, experience, better himself, meet other vampires, travel, help humans/the community, etc. I think he'd also be one of the first to convert to vampiric vegetarianism. You could even keep the mind reading aspect and have only Charles be immune to Seb's gift. Or he could be a "giftless" vampire.

So yeah given what we know of Seb I can't see him romanticizing immortality, let alone vampirism, and being all eager to be bitten and changed the way Bella was. If he were the human in this scenario and he fell for Charles I think he'd choose to stay human and just... have a long, happy life with Charles and his farm and his chickens and his whatever else, and then let nature take its course. Charles would angst about not having enough time with Seb (kinda canon) but would also try to understand his point of view and respect his wishes, even if it tore him up to eventually have to lose him.

Side note: in the context of Ferrari it cracks me up that the Big Bad ancient vampires that are responsible for maintaining law and order in the vampire world are based out of Italy, lmfao. Could also be the FIA and how they oversee everything. Michael Masi as Aro, anyone? ajsdjfed

#replies #blesshimvettel #fic asks #headcanon asks #long post

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todourouki · 4 years

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Misery Business | K. Bakugou

a one shot

✰ SUMMARY the one where you didn’t mean to take the hothead away from his girlfriend, but you did anyway. It was nothing personal, you just knew that Bakugou Katsuki deserved way better than what he was settling for.

PAIRING Taken/Pro-Hero!Bakugou & Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT 4.6K

WARNINGS explicit language, mentions of cheating, cheating lol, suggestive language, angst, and some fluff at the end bc I cannot end my fics in a bad way I am weak sorry!

You were not a home wrecker.

At least, you wouldn’t say that to your own face.

You knew that the crush you had on Bakugou was wrong. You know that no matter how it is that you put it, or however strong your feelings are, or even however long you’ve even had feelings— liking a guy in a relationship was a huge no-no.

You weren’t the kind of girl to go around liking a girl’s boyfriend, though. It’s not like your feelings magically appeared out of thin air and now you’re stuck falling inlove with a guy that finds solitude in someone else— no, you aren’t like that.

Your feelings for Bakugou are much more complex, to say the least.

It all started in high school, when just the mere thought of the boy brought butterflies to your stomach with how strong and courageous he was. From his attractive face, to his blunt and explosive personality, you always found yourself admiring him when given the chance.

All of that went to shit when he decided to finally give one of the girls that were always fawning over him a chance during the beginning of your third year attending Yuuei Academy.

It was like you had gotten punched in the face, and now it feels like you’re just purposely getting stabbing in the heart every time you did as much as look at them.

That definitely explains why you’re sulking at your table during a school dance with a scowl on your face so you don’t have to see the happy couple waltz around the cafeteria floor.

All the top Pro-Heroes were assigned to attend the dance as academy alumni in order to ensure the safety of the students (as well as make sure students even decided to show up). You, being one of the top five heroes, were ordered to show up with no complaints.

The song currently playing finally changed from a low-tempo song to a much higher one, and with that, you decided to make that your imaginary queue to take a walk around the school’s building before returning to the large decorated area.

Your heel-clad feet dragged you all the way across the gymnasium, sending kids smiles if they were in your way and simply telling them that you were “getting some fresh air before the real fun starts.”

The doors slammed shut, and the solitude of the hallways engulfed in dark hues reflected against your strained eyes in a way that made you have to physically restrain your hand from harshly rubbing at it in order to make sure your make up stood intact.

The halls reminded you of a younger you (and by younger, you mean two years. you’re only 20 and already have the mind of some old hag) that used to run through these halls with a mini little green skirt and an imagination you wish you could still understand.

They also reminded you of the blond boy inside. Especially the room you stood in front of right now.

Almost as if it was second nature, your body made its way to Class 1-A: the place where it all began, the place where you met your closest friends, and the place where you fell inlove.

Opening the door, the lights turned on to reveal a classroom almost identical to the one you walked into every day four years ago. The desks were positioned the same, the posters remained in the same spot, and even the words on the chalkboard seemed oddly familiar.

The room reeked of new paint and textbook papers, and the only thing you really wanted to smell was the designer perfume clinging helplessly to your body so the odors of a high school class don’t even think twice about sticking to you.

Your body walked towards your old desk, Seat 12, the dress you wore clinging to your body as you pulled the chair out and nostalgically sat down. You were a first year all over again, and the thought made you laugh.

You looked embarrassing your first year— as embarrassing as someone who looks like you now can get. From the hideously overheated hair, to the emo phase you still seemed to sort of be stuck in, the world seemed too easy no matter what bullshit was going on the minute you sat down at that desk.

That explained how you felt now— no matter how much your heart yearned to be in the hands of Bakugou, the minute the cold sturdiness of the chair touched your warm body, all of that disappeared. For once, nothing in the world mattered. More precisely, Bakugou didn’t matter.

“Tch, I knew you’d be in here.” Annnddd there goes that.

Your eyes widened, now staring at a smirking blond wearing a black and white tux instead of the chalkboard you once zoned out on.

His arms were crossed against his muscular chest, and the muscles outlined the button up shirt in a way that should just be downright illegal. His face was gleaming with mischief, slowly walking his way over to the empty desk directly next to yours, taking a seat, and positioning his body in a lazy manner with his legs propped up against the table. Just like before.

“You know, this brings back a lot of shitty memories.” He grunted, stretching his arms behind his head and lolling his head to face you.

You nodded in response, glancing your head up to look at the lights in a way to move the gears in your brain to say something. Literally the same thing you used to do during Midnight’s long, tedious classes.

“Yea, a bunch of ones I’d much rather forget.” You said, looking over at him and watching as his eyes stared directly at the window you always found him staring out of when he wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone in class.

“Always hearing your annoying ass mumble and suck your teeth used to really piss me off.” His words were masked with seriousness, trying to hide the playful smirk on his lips you identified much too quickly. With that, a scoff left your lips and you crossed your arms.

“Nobody said anything about the pencil you insisted on tapping for hours straight.” Your jab back made him chuckle, looking back at you with vermillion eyes that made you lose all sense of feelings.

Your breath caught in your throat, and you always forgot what it was like to look at anything before you looked into his eyes. That’s how scary it was— how intimidating it was to be under his presence. His eyes captured you, holding you hostage and probably never letting you go.

“At least we didn’t sit next to each other during our third year,” he began, placing a hand loosely around his tie as he continued to look at you in your eyes, “I don’t think I would have ever focused with the humming you did to the same damn song every day.”

“Yeah, instead of me though, you ended up sitting with your future wife.”

Stupid, stupid, stupid, STUPID.

It was like word vomit, the snarky tone slipping through your lips as if it was trying its hardest to come off in a jokingly manner, only ending up appearing as sarcastic as possible. It was like the words fell from your tongue quicker than you could punch your own esophagus.

Bakugou stood quiet for a moment, staring at you and knitting his eyebrows together as if deep in thought. Your eyes ended up leading you back to the words Relief Fund written messily against the green chalkboard to save your embarrassment.

You didn’t see the frown itching across Bakugou’s lips.

“We aren’t married, ya know. I don’t know why people decided to start that rumor.” He said, a sigh passing by his lips to quiet his tone as if he was scared his girlfriend was around to hear it.

“Might as well marry her. You’re not really the kind of guy that dates just to date.” Your words struck hesitantly in the room in a timid yet informative voice, and Bakugou watched the board as well so that you were both avoiding each other’s gaze.

“Yeah well I’m not sure, marriage is a big deal.” Bakugou was muttering, and the tone of his voice made you crane your neck over to where he was seated as you stood quiet.

What were you, someone who was basically inlove with him, supposed to say that?

You both stood in silence for a few seconds, the words in your throat itching to escape as the remnants of memories you both had both in class and just together in general filled your vision.

“I always hated this seat because I knew it meant that I would always be the person you would argue with.” You began, closing your eyes and releasing a strained scoff from your glossed lips.

You didn’t know what you were doing, or what you were talking about, but as the moon danced across the pale boy’s face and the music in the cafeteria continued to gently ring through the halls, the only thing you were thinking about doing was speaking more than you ever have.

“Morning after morning, I grew used to your loud voice and extremely hostile—” “HAH? I was NOT—”

You sent him a glare, immediately cutting him off and proceeding your weird speech that just couldn’t let anything go.

“Anyways, morning after morning, I ended up looking forward to the words you decided to call me and yell at me about for the day. It’s like, if it didn’t happen,” your arms moved in an animated way, catching Katsuki’s full attention as he looked on to your rant, “I felt like my day wasn’t really an actual day, ya know?

The one thing you loved appreciated most about Bakugou was his ability to listen. And when you say listen, you mean just listen. His ears were perked up in your direction, shoes turned towards you and eyes watching your movements like a hawk.

“And then—” you gulped, pausing for a second in order to think your words though. It was always now or never to you, the drama giving you a sense of hope against a man like that.

It’s either I bring it up now, or I never get to speak my peace, and I refuse to be one of those people showing up to the wedding yelling ‘I oppose.’

“And then it was here that I realized I was the biggest idiot alive by feeling the way I felt about this one person.” You said, eyes glaring at the wall in front of you blankly as you cowered behind the whisps of your lashes.

Bakugou said nothing, but from the corner of you eye, you could see him staring at the side of your face with an expression you had never really see on him.

“I spent years pining after some dumbass that didn’t even see the genuine interest I had in him.” Your words were like alcohol, and Bakugou was too busy drinking them all in to fully acknowledge what you were talking about.

“I watched him give in to this one girl though,” a lightbulb when off in the boy’s head and for once, he felt like the idiot in the room, “a girl that doesn’t even care for him.”

“Y/N..” Bakugou growled, almost as if he was threatening you and warning you to tread on light waters.

If there was one thing he ever respected about you though, it was that you were never scared of him.

Your eyes snapped towards him, a scowl on your face as you began to feel anger bubbling up in your stomach from the way he tried to shut you up. You were finally speaking your peace and he’s too much of a coward to let you finish?

“You know, I thought the first red flag of her trying to change his attitude was enough. I thought that maybe, just maybe, after her telling him that being number one hero wasn’t really tangible, he’d have some common fucking sense and see what everyone else sees.” Your words were like venom, your eyes not leaving his as you huffed in your seat.

“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” Bakugou’s voice was low and angry, laced with anger as he stared at you just as intensely as you stared at him. Your expression never faltered, and instead, you turned your entire body around in the chair to fully face him with arms across your chest.

“I know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about,” you taunted, your anger only rising in value, “and so the fuck do you, Bakugou.”

“You know she doesn’t give a fuck about you and you know very fucking well she’s only with you because you’re Bakugou Katsuki!”

His name slipping off your tongue brought shivers to his spine as he sat up in his seat and glared at you with the tip of his ears painting themselves a light red hue.

He was angry— not necessarily at you, but at the fact that he was getting called out for something like this. He was getting called out for finally being with a girl and was getting shit for it from someone he saw as a best friend.

“You don’t know shit— you don’t even fucking know her.” His voice began to get louder, the bass in his voice causing your heart to vibrate as you shocked both you and him by slamming a hand against the desk in frustration.

“For God’s sake, Katsuki open your fucking eyes!” You only used his first name when your emotions were high, and that made the man’s hands shake in anger as he watched your outburst.

“She forgot your anniversary! She doesn’t make you your favorite food— fuck she doesn’t even kiss you unless there’s a shitty camera around!” You stood up, stomping your feet and watching as he stood up quickly after you and scowled over at your angry face.

“She doesn’t care enough to remember shit that you don’t like which is why you always end up at stupid shit like this and she doesn’t even care to meet your friends!” Your voice was now loud, the music of the cafeteria being long forgotten as you huffed over at him and slammed a finger into his chest at every syllable you spoke.

“You want to know what I think about her, Bakugou? Bestfriend to bestfriend?” The words bestfriend seethed through your lips like venom as your finger dug itself into the middle of his pecks. He said nothing, waiting for you to continue as his hands balled into fists along his sides.

“I think that you’re such a fucking pussy, you can’t fathom being with someone who doesn’t worship the ground you walk on the way she does.” You growled, narrowing your eyes at his angry expression as you took a step closer to him threateningly.

“I think you hate the fact that I’m right— the fact that she blatantly uses you and doesn’t give a fuck about you, and you hate the fact that I know you so well enough to know that—”

Before the last few letters of the words could slip through your lips, a warm hand slammed against your fingers and snatched it into his grasp as he began to huff in anger. The caramel smell only increased, and you could sense his quirk begin to flare the abnormal heat in his hands up every second.

“You don’t know shit,” he growled, his voice raising as he began to yell at you in your face, “you don’t know shit about me!”

“Are you shitting me?!” You exclaimed, grabbing at the hand that grasped yours with a grip so tight Bakugou had to glance at it quickly before reverting his eyes back to yours.

“I’ve known every little fucking thing about you since we were fifteen!” You yelled, tears threatening to spill down your eyes as the anger inside you finally erupted in a way you couldn’t control.

“Nobody asked you to be so invested in my fucking life anyway!” He retaliated, his voice booming through the room as you stared at him incredulously.

“I was so fucking invested in you because I’m fucking inlove with you, you idiot!”

Your voice silenced the room, the grip he had on your hand tightening as he stared at you with shocked eyes yet the same familiar scowl you were used to. Your expression never faltered the way his eyes did when he heard you, though. You stood your ground.

“It’s so annoying seeing the guy you are inlove with be so unhappy in a relationship because he feels as if he has no one else.” Your voice began to quiet down, a tear slipping down your eye as Bakugou watched you with a slightly softened face.

The hand gripping yours loosened a bit, still gripping it to his chest as he wrapped all his fingers around your bracelet covered wrist.

“It’s so annoying watching you try to force someone else to fall inlove with you, when I’ve been inlove with you for free for years. It hurts watching you try to force yourself to be inlove with a girl you know you don’t want to be with. It just fucking hurts Bakugou, so fucking bad.”

There was a crack in your voice that Bakugou knew all too well from the restless nights you’d spend together, and it didn’t take much for him to engulf your frame into a tight hug as he rested his head against yours. You dived into his chest, the familiar warmth wrapping around you in a way that made a few more tears slip from your eyes. You didn’t make a noise, but he knew that you were hurting.

Neither of you said anything, only holding each other until you removed yourself from him and wiped the tears off your face before he could see the evident streams marking your cheeks. He stared at you silently, as if he was contemplating something.

With timid eyes, he watched you fix the straps of your dress to find something to play with under his gaze. The silence was deafening, and was an unusual characteristic for the boy who always had something to say.

“You know she hates me, that’s why you never bring her around me.” You said, a tone of blankness carrying your voice through the room as your tears dried up and was replaced by the anger haunting your heart once again.

“No she doesn’t, she just feels like we’re too close.” Bakugou retorted, sighing and taking a seat on the chair he once occupied. You followed suit, leaning against the back of your own seat as you faced his body.

“Back in high school, I never told you this, but her and I argued in the bathroom once.” You informed, dryly chuckling as you watched his face contort with confusion.

“I told her that her pretty little face and fucked up manipulation wasn’t going to keep you around in the long run.” You stood quiet after letting him know, gulping some saliva down as you averted your gaze from his body to your painted nails. “Guess I was wrong.”

Bakugou didn’t know what to do. There were many things the man was capable of: he could destroy any villain in his way, was braver than any other fucking half assed hero out there, was smart as fuck, and could manage a relationship as well as being a top pro-hero because that’s just who he was.

What he couldn’t do, though, was fully digest the situation in front of him.

He bit his lip, running a hand across his face in frustration and staring meekly at your face. You couldn’t help but admire his frame as you did before. He was strong, well-built, smelled good, had great posture— there was nothing wrong with him. It was almost surreal.

“We’ve been dating for like two years.” Bakugou’s low voice broke the silence as he stared deep into your now glazed over eyes. You didn’t break the contact, hands rested against each side of the seat as you watched him speak.

“I’ve been dating her for two years and yet...” His words were lost, almost sounding as if he was hesitating the very same way you were earlier. You said nothing though, knowing he would stop expressing himself if you had opened your mouth.

“And yet I can’t help but imagine she was someone else.”

It was like every word he said was the last glass of water, and you drank it up against your skin in a way that brought goosebumps to his. You furrowed your eyebrows, silently signaling for him to continue.

“I never told you this,” he mocked your voice, his scowl still resting against his soft face, “but there was a time where I thought about what it would be like if we were a shitty thing.”

Everyone always assumed Bakugou and you would end up together. Whether it be from watching you both pin are each other relentlessly, to watching you fawn over him, and from just watching your interactions with one another— it almost seemed destined for you two to work out. Keyword: almost.

“Shitty Hair and Dunce-Face tell me all the fucking time that I’m an idiot for choosing this girl over you.” He scoffed, and you couldn’t help but feel your stomach tingle at the use of the name ‘this girl’ for his own girlfriend. “It’s not like I wanted to, you were always my first option.”

You stood quiet. The last sentence was lower than the others and sounded way more vulnerable. You couldn’t help but gape at him, repeating it in your brain as if they was the last words you’d ever hear again. You were always my first option.

Maybe it was the buzz you felt from the energy within the room, maybe you were drunk on adrenaline, or maybe you were just being a fucking dumbass, but the way your feet moved you from your seat to the desk he was sitting at was something you just couldn’t stop in time.

Bakugou hasn’t said anything beyond what he just finished as he watched you gently push his body away and hop up onto the desk. Your body was now inches away from his as you watched him shyly. You were always so obnoxiously close to him, so why is it that his stomach was throwing fireballs at his insides now?

“You deserve better, Katsu..” You lowly began, fiddling with the rings on your fingers as you glanced over at his body through your dark eyelashes. “Does she take care of you?”

Your words hit him in the chest and he couldn’t find it within himself to look away from you. He wasn’t sure what it was, or how you were doing it, but he was entranced by your every word and it was scaring the shit out of him. He found himself shaking his head, eyes never leaving yours as the scowl in his face began to soften.

“You’re a strong man, Katsu,” the way his nickname slipped from your lips nearly made him melt, the unfamiliar feelings he was so used to suppressing caused his head to jumble around and process your words, “you need someone who takes care of you the right way.”

You watched him, a hand lifting towards his head and running itself through his soft yet spikey hair. Bakugou always claimed he hated it when you played with his hair since that was something he thought no one was close enough to be able to touch, but he always seemed to lean into you unknowingly.

His chair scooted closer to the table, your legs now in between his lazily opened ones and his body aching to go closer into your touch.

“What are you suggesting?” His dark voice questioned, eyes staring at you as the once softened expression transformed into another of a slowly rising mischievous smirk. You were sure you were breathing earlier, but now? Not so much.

“Are you suggesting that I need someone else to take care of me?” His words hit you hard, your body facing whiplash from all the sudden changes of emotion.

You looked down shyly, trying to find the confidence you once had that was now lost in the gush of your flustered moment, yet Bakugou’s calloused, warm hand then reached up to your chin to perk it up to face his now standing body.

“Are you saying that you should be the one taking care of me?” He asked, staring at your eyes with more intensity than you were fully even prepared for. Your eyes dug into his as the feeling of his hands on your chin caused your brain to short circuit for a moment.

“You said it yourself, I’m a strong man.” You could feel the confidence drip from his words as you bit your left cheek to keep from whimpering at the intensity laced within the empty classroom. “I need someone to take care of me the right way, and I don’t think this girl is doing it Y/N.”

The use of your name caused you to tug your bottom lip between your teeth and blush behind his words. You didn’t miss the way his eyes quickly zipped from your eyes to your mouth, and back to your eyes once again. His body was now towering over your seated one, looking down at you as if you were the only person in the world at this moment.

Bakugou was out of it, to say the least. Usually he felt as if he had control over situations like this, but even with towering over your frame and his hand gripping your chin, he felt as if you were in complete control of the situation. He knew that his current girlfriend was probably coming to look for him, and he knew that everything was inevitable and he was simply just prolonging it.

That didn’t stop him from sliding his hand across your neck to grip the back of it and pull your face in towards him.

A kiss was the last thing you were expecting, and you would have gasped if his lips weren’t putting you in such a trance. It was like everything had stopped, time stopped, the dance stopped, everything was just on a hiatus.

His tongue danced against yours in a way that made you whimper lowly into his touch. His hands explored your body, rubbing against you in exasperated motions as you reciprocated by rubbing your hands across his chest, shoulders, and waist. It was like you were both doing the last thing you’d do before the world came to an end.

His lips moved feverishly across your own as tilted your head upwards to get a more comfortable position. A warm yet equally rough hand snaked it’s way back onto your neck and gripped your throat with such possession, you felt a tingle reach your lower half.

The intensity of the make out was one that put every other sound to shame as the room was filled with nothing but the small whimpers coming from either of you and the sound of your lips smacking against his. It was like a dream, and Bakugou couldn’t control himself any longer as he groaned into your touch.

It wasn’t until a gasp broke the seductive silence within the room, as well as pushed the two of you apart only to see his girlfriend staring at the two of you with wide eyes and a fizzy drink in both of her hands., that you realized something.

Shit just got really fucking complicated.

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I wanna have an angsty kiss moment with bakugou

>:( damnit anyways yeah like, reblog, comment, follow! thanks for reading! don’t forget to send some requests in <3

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chilling-seavey · 3 years

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so i have some ✨interesting✨ ideas for ABM. so this is the best friend phase where Daniel gets frat dragged to some frat party with the guys and some girl goes up and talks to him, but he's too hung up on Florence so he ✨kindly rejects her✨ or something hahaha. Or instead of that lol maybe the first time he met Caleigh?

Oh gosh I got a little carried away with this one...thank you for sending it in! I kind of combine both your ideas here hehe

April 3, 2020

Florence was always busy. Busy being a mom, busy being pregnant, and busy with both Grayson and Emilio. Despite their status as forgiven best friends, Daniel was trapped under a mountain of feelings. It was all too apparent that the baby could be his but only he and his friends knew that – not even Florence – as well as the fact that it made him sick to see her with other guys. Daniel hated it. He wasn’t a hateful person but he hated it.

So his friends forced him out to a party to get his mind off everything and to actually live like a college student for once. It was hosted the day after his twentieth birthday too so they also used it as an excuse to celebrate him even if the party was thrown for no good reason down the street.

Daniel was squished between Corbyn and Jack as they headed into the crowded house, the music already pounding his head and the smell of weed and cheap beer reeked over every surface. Daniel hated parties and the frat houses down the street already had the worst kind of them.

Zach and Daniel stuck to the back of the group as their four friends led them farther into the messy house. Drinks were passed around and the boys mingled right into the crowd, talking loudly to classmates or finding random girls to chat up. Jonah – who was still involved with the girl from the bar from Corbyn’s birthday celebration – took up beer pong with Zach, the younger boy losing miserably and ending up nearly falling over his own two feet by the sixth glass he chugged.

Daniel found himself standing at the table watching their game but his eyes drifted around the house, past Aidan and Jack on the back porch sharing a joint with a few other guys and Corbyn in the living room trying to talk up a girl with space facts. She walked away with an eyeroll and Corbyn frowned. Daniel looked down to the can in his hand and swirled the drink around before taking a sip.

He never could take alcohol well so by the second can he was already feeling that buzz. But at least it made him forget about his issues for a moment.

“Daniel! Bro.” Jack stumbled up behind him and slapped a hand on his shoulder to yank him around. He was already nearly plastered himself and he smelt like weed, making Daniel scrunch his nose up. “Bro…I want you to meet some people. Come here.”

Jack pulled Daniel out of the house and onto the covered back deck into the cloud of smoke.

“Everyone,” Jack fell to a stop, patting a hand against Daniel’s chest, “this is my good buddy, Daniel. He’s so fucking single. And he needs to get laid.”

“Jack-” Daniel spoke softly.

Jack only laughed, the group joining in, and he smacked his hand on the side of Daniel’s face, “Lighten up, bro.”

Daniel only drank his beer and ignored him.

“Have a hit.” someone held out a glass bong and a lighter to him.

Daniel shook his head and shrugged Jack off his arm to head back inside. He didn’t know how long they had been there but it felt like far too long. Daniel leaned up against the kitchen counter that was littered with empty cups and cans and sticky from spilt drinks. He took out his phone to find a few messages from Florence.

Clementine wants me to tell you that she can count to fifteen now. She’s very impressed with herself. Come over tomorrow if you’re not too hungover and she can blow your socks off in person.

I don’t know if I want to say have a drink for me or say don’t drink too much.

Wish I was there with you. Emilio’s taking good care of me though. He brought over dinner and

Daniel audibly scoffed, not even bothering to finish reading her last message, and slid his phone in his pocket again and finished his drink. He tossed the can in the sink before pulling out another from the lukewarm box on the counter and cracked it open.

Corbyn was still in the living room, chatting up some girl who was giggling at everything he said, and Daniel shoved himself down onto the couch beside him. He was ignored and just focused on his drink, the suffocating environment of the frat house was making him on edge. He drank some more.

When the wall in front of him was hazy and his body felt warm and tingly, Daniel’s mind was still hung up on Florence. He shoved himself off the couch and pushed through the crowd to the bathroom, all to familiar with the same environment where he had met Florence. He hated it.

Daniel knocked on the closed bathroom door and was met with a call of ‘just a minute’ followed by a bit of shuffling and then the door opened. A couple came out hand in hand, the girl’s lipstick smudged and strap of her tank top falling off her shoulder. Daniel looked away as they passed and he helped himself to the privacy of the bathroom. With the door closed and locked, he had a moment to try and gather his thoughts with the chatter of the crowd and piercing music down to a steady thudding through the walls. He set his can on the back of the toilet and did his business, staring at the framed that was hanging crooked on the wall. The frame was empty. Daniel stared at it for far too long, even when he was finished he stood there swaying for a moment as his mind whirled.

Soon he ended up back in the living room, finishing his drink only to have a fourth shoved into his hand.

“Jack said to find you.”

Daniel blinked slowly as his wide eyes tried to focus on the girl in front of him.

“Jack Avery? You’re Daniel, right?”

“Yeah.” Daniel breathed. “’M Daniel.”

“Good. I’m Cayleigh.”

Daniel barely processed what this strange brunette girl was saying to him. He just stared at her – stared through her one could argue – as she rambled on. He sipped his drink. She mentioned something about being in the same program…seeing him on campus…maybe even a little compliment about him being hot. Daniel didn’t acknowledge.

“Jack says you’re single. He said I should come talk to you.” she leaned in close and Daniel could smell her perfume.

She didn’t smell like Florence.

Daniel stared at her, right into her brown eyes that were dilated with drunkenness.

They weren’t Florence’s eyes.

Her hands were on his shoulders and then her arms slid around his neck, “But you’re quiet…I don’t think talking is what you want.”

He could have pushed her away. He could have. But if he thought hard enough, he could convince himself that she was Florence. His hazy mind pieced together the dark tones of her hair into Florence’s deep blonde in the weak lighting of the living room, with her eyes fluttering closed he could reflect the soft lashes that rested against Florence’s cheeks, and her strong perfume could be passed a simply the smell of the room around them.

Cayleigh lingered in front of him for a moment and Daniel stared wide eyed at her pursed lips, his breathing laboured slightly, and finally, she closed the gap. Daniel gasped lightly into it, shutting his eyes tightly as he habitually leaned back. But her arms around his neck kept him close and she smacked on his lips with her sticky lip-gloss coated mouth until he was succumbing to her.

If he thought hard enough, he could convince himself that she was Florence and although her body frame was different, Daniel gripped the back of her crop top nervously, not even needing to touch her. Florence.

He kissed back, inexperienced but desperate, locking his lips with hers in closed mouthed kisses. Florence. He could feel her. He could smell her. He could hear the way she moaned his name into the warm air between them. This is how he wanted to meet her that very first October evening, being able to taste her drink on her lips and the softness of his hair as his hand slid up to the nape of her neck. Florence.

His body buzzed with intoxication and desire, vague memories of their night together flashing through his mind until he was clutching the can in his hand hard enough to crumple it slightly and he was letting out soft moans between kisses. He wanted her again. In every and all ways, morning, noon, and night. Florence.

Daniel was drunk. Daniel was in love.

“Flora.” he breathed shakily into her mouth.

Cayleigh pulled back, breathless, “Did you say something?”

Daniel’s eyes went wide as he stared at the stranger in front of him, the stranger he just made out with at a party, and he hesitated. There was a moment of silence between them. Daniel tried to step back from her but her hands were locked behind his neck.

“I…” Daniel felt panic ensuing. “I have to pee.”

Cayleigh let him go and he turned away from her and pushed through the crowd. He fell back into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it behind him before throwing himself against the vanity, arms straight and chest heaving. He looked up into the mirror; his brown hair messy and tears brimming in his eyes and his lips were swollen from a few short minutes of kissing a stranger.

He took a moment to try and catch his breath before he was pulling out his phone and bringing up Florence’s text thread. He typed a paragraph of nonsense, filled with drunk typos and secret confessions, but at least he had the sense to backspace the entire thing before sending. She was his best friend but he missed her. He missed her and he missed her touch.

Daniel returned to Cayleigh where she was waiting for him in the living room.

“I think I’m gonna go.” Daniel told her.

“I can come with you.” she bit back a smile, setting her hand on his chest.

“No. Thank you. I’m just…not feeling well.”

“Oh. Okay. Can I have your number at least?” she pulled out her phone when he nodded and she passed it over so he could type it in.

It was the least he could do, he thought. He pictured another girl while kissing her. What jerk does that?

With his number in her phone and the drink in his hand left to warm on the table in the living room, Daniel told Corbyn he was leaving and headed out of the house on his own. He walked down the street towards their home, arms tucked around his body in the cool air of early April, and he cried the whole way. His first day being twenty and he already wanted to leave it behind.

The house was silent and empty when he got home and he stumbled his way up the stairs to his bedroom. He stripped down, tossing his shoes and jeans and jacket and shirt to the floor before climbing into bed with tears drying on his cheeks. He couldn’t help himself, flopping onto his stomach and called Florence.

She answered, of course, with a concerned, “Hey, Daniel James.”

He sobbed in reply.

“Dani. What’s wrong?” she asked quickly.

“I kissed a girl!” Daniel cried.

“Oh my. And you didn’t like it?” Florence giggled to herself to hide her own slight jealousy.

“No! I didn’t!” Daniel answered sorrowfully. “And there was no picture in the frame in the bathroom!”

“Oh, wow. That sounds terrible.”

“It is! Who hangs up an empty frame?” Daniel wept, smothering his sobs into his pillow.

“Okay, Daniel James, listen to me. Are you home now?”

“Uh huh.”

“Okay. Go get yourself some water and get right into bed.”

“I’m already in bed and there’s no water.”

“Okay-”

“There’s not water with me, Flora.”

“Okay.” she chuckled lightly. “That’s fine. I’ll text Aidan to put a glass beside your bed for you when the boys come home. Just get some sleep.”

“Aidan did drugs.” Daniel mumbled.

“Did he?”

“Mhm. He did drugs with Jack and…and they asked me to do it too!”

“Did you?”

“No!” Daniel sobbed. “I didn’t do drugs. Just…I just…I kissed a girl and I didn’t like it.”

“Okay.”

Daniel’s voice fell quieter as the comfort of his bed and the aftermath of his emotional breakdown started to take over his drunken alertness, “And there was no picture in the frame.”

“I’ll buy you a picture and a frame, okay?”

“M’kay. How’s m’lil angel?”

“Clemmie?”

“Mhm.”

“She’s sleeping.”

“And new baby?”

“New baby is good. He or she is well behaved.”

“M’kay.”

There was a pause.

“I kissed a girl, Flora.” Daniel whispered. “Her lips were sticky.”

“That’s kinda of yucky.”

“Mhm. I only kissed you before, did you know?”

“I know.”

“Your lips weren’t sticky.”

“Get some rest, Dani.” Florence said as straightly as she could, “I wish I was with you.”

“Me too.” Daniel mumbled.

“I love you, Daniel James.”

“I love you, Florence Margret.” Daniel breathed. It was the easiest thing he said all night.

Florence stayed on the phone until he fell asleep, just listening to his heavy breathing as exhaustion took over. She sat up in bed across the city, one hand holding her phone to her ear and the other set gently on the small swell of her stomach as she craved the presence of her best friend beside her.

When Daniel woke up the next morning, there was a promised glass of water on his nightstand and two texts; one from Florence and one from Cayleigh. He answered Flora first.

#unedited as HECK #anything but mine #why dont we #daniel seavey #jack avery #zach herron #corbyn besson #jonah marais

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ladiesoftheages · 3 years

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I’ve always been curious about what got you so interested in Tudor era history. My love of the Enlightenment era was started by the Hamilton musical believe it or not. That newfound love of history along with Six: The Musical got me interested in the Tudor era and caused me to do some research into it, now the Tudor era is my second favorite next to the Enlightenment era. Is there anything in particular that inspired your interest in the Tudor era? Or was it more of a gradual thing that branched off of a different interest?

Kind of both.

I’ve always loved history since I was a kid—something I think I inherited from my grandpa—but his interest is in 20th century military history (specifically from the American perspective); which is ironic because nowadays I’m really not that interested in military or American history lol.

But when I was like 11-12 my sister, whose 5 years older than me, went through a phase where she was really into period dramas (this was 2008-2009) and she made me watch all the movies and shows with her. She made me watch all sorts like the 2005 Pride and Prejudice and the Tristan + Isolde movie with James Franco and Sophia Myles (which I actually re-watched recently out of nostalgia and it sucks but a pre-Tudors Henry Cavill plays a minor character). But the two she made me watch that really stuck with me were The Other Boleyn Girl and The Tudors. When I first watched TOBG, the story went completely over my head—the only thing I took away from that movie after the first time was I loved the aesthetic (the clothing and architecture) of the period and my hopeless romantic adolescent brain became obsessed with the scene where Mary is taking care of Henry after his hunting accident and that’s how he fell in love with her (the wounded soldier/caretaker trope; the first piece of historical fiction I ever wrote was based on that trope). But, again, the characters and the overall plot went completely over my head at the time so I didn’t do any research or anything (keep in mind I was like 12: I don’t even think I realized the movie was based on real people and I couldn’t even pronounce ‘Boleyn’ correctly.)

It was like a year later that my sister made me watch The Tudors (my sister was like 17 and I was about 12 or so—in hindsight, it was probably highly inappropriate for us to watch that but our parents weren’t really around much so they pretty much let us do whatever we wanted). But again, I don’t think I realized at first that the show was based on real people (or that it was the same people as TOBG) all I remember is that I liked it enough to keep watching it even after my sister got bored of it and stopped watching. It wasn’t until the first time I re-watched the series when I was 14 that I started to actually get more interested in the behind the scenes and that’s when I learned the show was based off these real people and events. And then after that, it slowly turned into me doing research on the period and for a while it kinda faded in and out of my consciousness—sometimes I’d be really interested and do a lot of research and then sometimes it would sort of go on the back burner and I’d be more interested in other things. But even when I was more interested in other things I’d still re-watch The Tudors sometimes (I distinctly remember once when I was 17 we had a friend of my parents living with us and I wasn’t happy about that and I knew she was really religious so there was this one time we were watching TV together and she told me I could choose what we watched so I intentionally put on The Tudors knowing that the sex scenes would make her uncomfortable; I was a real fucking bitch when I was a teenager).

Then when I was 20 (so about 4 years ago) I started this blog. And at the time, I was interested in Anne Boleyn and Tudor history but I didn’t realize how much of a novice I was until I started discovering other Tudor blogs and really it was through Tumblr that my interest skyrocketed and I started learning so much more than I ever did in those 6 years just doing my own independent research.

Sooo….that’s my story lol. It was one thing specifically that sparked my initial interest but after that initial spark, my interest (and knowledge) grew very gradually.

#anonymous #ask

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orange-waterfalls · 4 years

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Reader w/wings hc's p.2: lesser- known egos/egos i just didn’t wanna put in the last one

ty @fancybootm for the request!

A/N: IT’S BEEN A WHOLE ASS MONTH SINCE I GOT THIS I AM SO FUCKING SORRY. school is suck. anyways. my brain convinced itself that I had to have the same amount of egos in this one as the last one so shit's long again. I had a bit of trouble but scrounged up enough of them. uhhh I don't... we don't really know a lot? about the personalities of these ones? so I just went with what I thought. for Heistiplier, I like to think Mark in AHWM and ADWM is a completely separate person from Actor. Like until we get to the Actor timeline he is a separate person altogether. Night Guard Mark is like mark from the fnaf musical because i can and fuck you. the egos are very random and from many lesser known videos so uh. you might not know all of them. I didn’t even know all of them at first. some of these fuckers annoy me to no end so I had to make them more likable for my own sanity cjfufydy. I only skimmed through after I wrote so it might suck lol. Uh rated T for cursing. Mentions of religion and mental health. Enjoy!

Y/N(reader) w/ wings headcanons p.2

Ed Edgar saw you as a profiting opportunity.

Bastard only uses you for commercials at first

Wings sell shit, don’t they? Kids are into wings these days?

One day you get pissed and just punch him

He respects you after that…

He’s very loud, of course, and your ears tend to be sensitive

He tries to quiet down when he sees you make a face

It’s difficult because that… that’s just his normal volume

He talks about his son sometimes. Not to you specifically

He gets sad… you still don’t completely understand what happened.

Sometimes it feels like he doesn’t either

You instinctively wrap your wings around him for Safety and Comfort

He is a MAN who DOES NOT CRY but goddammit, he was close

He enjoys your company

The Silver Shepherd thought he was gonna rescue you

He’s a superhero, he HAS to save you, right?

Nah, you’re the one saving him more often than not

He tries not to be jealous, but goddamn

Your wings are just. So big. And pretty

He’ll complain to you about his girlfriend “cheating” on him

You know the bullshit he pulls, but you listen because why not

He appreciates that you at least pay a little bit of attention

He doesn’t do a whole lot of hero work, but he usually brings you along

Just for a bit of extra support

More often than not, you’re doing most of the work

You let him believe he did something, though

You boost his very low ego, and so you get along

Derek Derekson was a little bitch

Also saw you as a profiting opportunity

Yelled sometimes when you messed up

You took deep breaths and tried to stay calm the first few times

Then you snapped, calling him a variety of... words...

He stopped yelling at you, but not much else changed

You got along well with Eric, and he appreciated you for that

He does care about his only living son, at least a little

You two don’t… talk a lot

He’ll watch you from afar, occasionally

You constantly encourage him to TALK TO HIS CHILD and GO TO THERAPY

You still don’t like him, and he feels the same way

But he’s… trying

Randall Voorhees thought you were badass

He wasn’t as used to magic and weird shit as the others

You were absolutely awesome to him

He’d never seen an angel before!

Even though he didn’t really KNOW that you were an angel

He just assumed and refused to change his mind

Harder to hide you wings in crowded cities, like where he lives

You spend a lot of your time with him cooped up in his apartment

He felt bad, so he rents a mountain cabin up in Albany whenever you visit

You two ski and snowboard look me in the eyes and tell me the bitch isn’t a snowboarder

He’s a construction worker, so he’s usually busy

You visit him on his lunch break sometimes.

The other workers claim to see you, but he’ll always deny it

He buys a pizza whenever you visit and you eat it together

You two are so cute it’s sickening

Yandereplier claimed you as their new senpai

They saw you, you had wings, you were nice

And now you are Senpai

You aren’t sure why you get a weird feeling whenever they call you this

Luckily, you don’t have many friends, at least none that they could kill…

They showed you their weapon collection to impress you

You were scared and also impressed

They take you to a cherry blossom tree near their house

You talk and hang out and eat lunch

They don’t call you senpai anymore and they talk to you normally

And you no longer stare at the blood on their uniform

Night Guard Mark prayed you wouldn’t try to kill him

He might have PTSD from Freddy Fazbear’s

Those animatronics left a mark…

It took a little while for him to trust you not to harm him

When he did, HOO BOY is he a chatterbox

He has so many theories about the Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Chain

Dark’s told you not to talk about the actual lore. It might break his spirit

You get very worried sometimes

He looks like that one picture of Charlie Day. You know the one.

Sometimes he gets panic attacks

You wrap him in a cocoon of your limbs and wings to ground him

He likes you for that

You hang out, playing games and watching movies. No horror. Absolutely NONE

You can handle him, and he likes you

Dr. Plier was curious about you

He wondered how you felt about… everything

He asked if you were ok one day and you broke down

He felt guilty and bought you ice cream

He sees you as a sort of… psychological experiment

Like he asks you very strange and slightly personal questions

Ok, very personal, but he’s a therapist, what can you do

He eventually stopped the interrogation and talked to you normally

You get along fine, but it’s kind of the same situation as Dr. Iplier

Chef Iplier wasn’t really all that phased

You were surprised by this because… well… wings

But he just… treats you normal, for the most part.

Sometimes he’ll pet your wings, but only if you let him

He loves how soft your feathers are

He doesn’t make that his entire perception of you

It’s a nice change of pace

He tries to cook for you sometimes, but uh. It doesn’t go well

You’re still confused as to how someone can set a glass of water on fire

You mostly just order take out

You hang out like normal people

Which neither of you are, but you’re both fine with that

Paranormal Investigator Mark is obsessed with figuring you out

Nearly had a panic attack when he first saw you

He wanted to prove the supernatural exists, but he didn’t have a lot of evidence before

And then your mystical-ass came along

Like the Jims, he tried to get pictures, and they all ended up blurry

He threw a fit over it, and you felt kinda bad

You tried to take the picture yourself but it came out the same

He gave up after a while

He info dumps about paranormal stuff to you

It can last from 5 minutes to 5 hours

You do pay attention though, and that makes him happy

He takes you on investigations sometimes

You don’t do much except break shit with those giant wings of yours

He stopped taking you on investigations

Cooliplier is not sure what to think

You have wings! Great! There’s absolutely nothing he can do about that

Not the most normal, but not the weirdest either

He tends to put on a tough-guy persona around new people

You were a lil intimidated

Then you became friends and mans did a full 180 around you

Went from “Your daughter calls me daddy too” to “I’ll have her home by 9 sir”

His personality is sort of a mix of the two

Catch you both screaming the lyrics to Mr. Brightside at 12:00 am

Took you to a mosh pit once

You got kicked out cause of the wings

He felt bad, but you had fun

He teaches you how to dance and roller skate

You also go for rides on his motorcycle

Once you just started flying while he was driving and it was the most fun shit ever

You’re “buds”, as he often tells you

Goopiplier likes you a lot

They like having another not-completely-human creature to talk to

I mean, some of the others aren’t exactly human…

But they’re not the best conversationalists…

Then again, neither is goop.

They mention the Dark Gods ONCE and suddenly no one wants to talk to them…

But you do!! Yay!!!

You mostly just hang out, do whatever

Watch movies, play games, or just talk

They like to draw you

They’re not very good, but you keep them all anyways

Sometimes they do… rituals. While you’re around

You are… a little scared, but that’s okay!

You have sleepovers and act like teenagers

You mock the others and then giggle, getting louder as you go

They’re not that funny, but you had to be there

Elder Jeremiah is terrified of you

He nearly pissed his pants when he saw you

He thought he was finally going to have to pay for his sins

He started crying, and you panicked

Why the FUCK was this 20-something-year-old well-dressed man crying at you???

He dropped his bike and fell to his fucking knees and begged for forgiveness

You felt very uncomfortable with the whole situation

You told him to get up bc he was dirtying up his pants

He eventually stopped crying and you told him you were not an angel

Also not a demon, as you said when he asked

He avoids you, mostly, still thinking you’re gonna drag him down to hell

He stopped the uh. The stealing since you came around

He will hang around/with you sometimes to see if you “reveal your true form”

You haven’t yet, and never will, BUT WHEN YOU DO, HE’LL BE THERE

He does think you’re very nice, though

Preistiplier thinks you’re an angel sent to assist him

He is doing holy work, it only makes sense that He would send a helper

He was disappointed, to say the least

He then came to the conclusion that you lost your memory of being an angel

You couldn’t exactly dispute it, since you don’t remember

So, he takes you on hunts

You don’t do much except make a bunch of fucking NOISE with your WINGS

He’d hoped you’d smite the demons

Or at least scare them, but they know you’re not an angel

He still takes you on hunts because, he’d never admit it, but he… gets scared

You promised not to tell a soul

You confess your sins to him sometimes

They’re usually not what he considers sins, but he listens anyways

He thinks you are a good person, and he enjoys conversations with you

Heistiplier was just normal around you

Well… as normal as he can be

You’d enjoy his company a lot more if he didn’t have such a god complex

You still like him a lot

He likes you too

Even if you did refuse to rob a bank with him

He’s a very… exciting person

Though you don’t really want to be around him when he gets upset

The entire world literally seems to revolve around what he does

He’s a drama queen, and completely feral

It’s worrying at times

You two are normal friends

Playing video games, watching youtube, etc. etc.

You listen to his stories and wonder how he's not dead yet

But you can admit, he's really fucking funny

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