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vs-redemption · 4 years

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who are your favorite top ten my hero academia characters & ships? talk about them! ~tat!

From Cindy: Hello again Tat! Sorry, I’m a little late with posting this. Thank you for being patient. Now I’m wondering about your top ten characters and ships from my hero and black clover now.

Again, I’m not a huge shipper so I just wrote a few that stand out to me. If anyone wants to know my thoughts or feelings on a specific ship, feel free to ask. I’m pretty much cool with anything as long as it’s legal.

Top 10 BNHA Characters

Shoto Todoroki

Todoroki will always be my precious sweetness. I really don’t think there’s anything I dislike about him. He tried to be a grumpy bean in the beginning but that didn’t last long. I admire him for wanting to be a hero even despite his tragic/horrible upbringing. I mentioned this in a different post, but I’ve really enjoyed watching him develop a sense of self and come to the realization that it is okay to open up and rely on friends. He’s willing to learn and change and grow and that’s amazing. He’s come so far in his relationship with his classmates, and his relationship with his father. I’m very proud of him! Of course, I also love the way he takes everything too literally.

Katsuki Bakugo

Another character I could write an entire essay about. Basically though, I love Bakugo’s raw passion and determination. We all know his personality is a little rough around the edges, causing people to compare him to a villain or question his goal of becoming the best hero. And unlike Midoriya, Bakugo doesn’t have the overwhelming support of family, friends, and even All Might. Despite all that, he never wavers. He continues to run full speed ahead and I admire both his independence and confidence so much. His growth as a character has been incredible too. He’s become more aware of his own shortcomings and the reasons behind them and has tried to improve upon those shortcomings without any prompting from other characters. I also love that he follows the rules and is more responsible than most of the other kids in class 1A. Plus, he can cook!

Tokoyami Fumikage

Underrated badass bird boy. The story focuses heavily on Midoriya, Todoroki, and Bakugo, but I think people forget that Tokoyami got third place in the sports festival. Without him, Midoriya wouldn’t have even made it to the individual fights that day. I love his admiration of his classmates. It was so cute that he hyped up Denki, recalling the way they’d bonded during the culture festival. Even just the whole thing where he figured out Hawks was in danger and escaped Fat Gum’s fat to go rescue him shows how smart and strong he is. He’s best boy.

Hawks

I know Hawks is a very controversial character, but I’m on the side of supporting him (sorry). When you think of his position when he was first introduced, he was a young, attractive hero in the number two spot with the second highest popularity rating. When he accepts the mission to go undercover with the villains, he agrees to not only put his life in danger, but also give up his reputation and trust with the public. Plus, his dedication to keeping people safe and alive is probably stronger than any other hero. The Hero Commission straight up tells him he’ll have to sit back and do nothing while innocent people get hurt, but he still refuses to let that happen by saving all those people with his feathers during the High-End nomu fight. Plus, he was able to find a way around killing Best Jeanist, and tried everything he could to avoid killing Twice. If you hate him for the things he’s done… I’m pretty sure Hawks is going to hate himself more than anyone else ever could.

Present Mic

Sometimes I forget that Present Mic has a radio show on top of his other duties as a teacher and pro hero. Does this man sleep? His work ethic must be insane. I think I really started getting into Present Mic when Todoroki and Bakugo were doing the makeup license exam. He really could not sit there and watch without providing some commentary. It was cool to see him use his quirk in a real fight during the recent arc. I wouldn’t mind seeing him doing more hero stuff in the future.

Neito Monoma

His chaotic energy brings me mass amounts of joy. Not only that, how could I possibly dislike someone who is so proud and supportive of his own classmates? Does he do it in an obnoxious way? Absolutely. But I can’t fault him for bragging about and advocating for his classmates when he knows they deserve more recognition. Also, can we talk about how amazing it is that he got into a UA hero course at all with his particular quirk? Monoma is a badass and I wish more people agreed with me about that.

Best Jeanist

Best Jeanist is my favorite pro hero. This guy really saw how savage and out of control Bakugo was and said “I really do not want him at my agency but someone has to do something about this…” Also, even when he was face to face with someone like All For One, he didn’t let the fear overtake him and decided to leave himself completely open to the full force of the attack in order to save the lives of all the other heroes around him. I have mad respect for him for having that level of bravery and resolve. Even in the most recent chapters, he shows up after so many heroes struggled and single handedly restrained Machia and the entire league of villains. So cool.

Momo Yaoyorozu

I don’t hype Momo up enough but when I think about all the things she’s done up until now I get really excited about her. I know her confidence took a huge hit after losing to Tokoyami in the sports festival, but she’s come a long way since then. I liked seeing her get the acknowledgement of Todoroki during the final exam against Aizawa. She also had a lot of badass moments in the provisional license exam against that tea drinking girl. I also really liked how much her teammates relied on her during the joint training, and her whole little rivalry thing with Kendo. I felt so bad for her in the current arc too when Midnight put so much pressure on her with the decision to either fight Machia or flee.

Shota Aizawa

Aizawa is another character that I should seriously talk about more. It’s no wonder he looks so exhausted all the time because he spends every second of his life looking after and caring for everyone with every fiber of his being. He doesn’t show it on the outside really, but he makes it clear through his actions. I like that Aizawa is one of the only people to really understand Bakugo too. He was so fast to defend him during the Sports Festival and publically criticized anyone who questioned Bakugo’s resolve to become a hero after he got kidnapped by the villains. The more you learn about Aizawa, the more you realize how amazing he is. Even the tiniest things, like finding out he re-enrolled the students he expelled to teach them the meaning of “loss” so they wouldn’t hesitate or fear it when they encountered it in the real world. I mean, I could list a million examples of why he’s amazing, including Shinso, Eri, and the whole war arc in general. Gosh, he’s incredible!

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima is another precious boy. I have a little bit of a bias because he has the same birthday as me, but there are plenty of reasons to love him beyond that. I think I saw him described before as the one to bridge the gap between the other students in class 1A, and I think that’s pretty accurate. He gets along with everyone and has such a positive and encouraging personality. I was honestly kind of surprised to learn that he had so many insecurities and self-doubt. I remember losing my mind over his “unbreakable” form, and I loved that he got to ‘redeem’ himself in the current arc by jumping in and saving Mina when he’d failed to have the courage to do so in the past before he went to UA.

Top 10 6 BNHA Ships/BroTPs

Todoroki x Midoriya

I totally understand why people ship this. Midoriya played a huge role in helping Todoroki move past some of his mental obstacles that kept him from being as powerful as he could be so of course it’s not too farfetched to think he could develop deeper feelings.

Todoroki x Bakugo (brotp)

I really did not understand why people shipped this for the longest time. But after the makeup provisional license exam and internship with Endeavor I can at least appreciate them as friends. Bakugo is still so aggressive and offensive and Todoroki is standing there like “look at my best friend, I love him.”

Todoroki x Momo

I know they don’t interact as much but I do like Momo’s admiration and respect for Todoroki, and I do like the way Todoroki become more aware of her and showed concern for her self-confidence during the joint training arc.

Midoriya x Uraraka

It doesn’t really seem to be going anywhere anymore, but I do think it’s cute that Uraraka gets inspired by Midoriya’s drive to be a better hero and that she uses him to inspire her to reach for her goals. They both had the cute “getting flustered around each other” thing going on and that’s fun.

Bakugo x Uraraka

I think this ship gets a lot of criticism, right? I don’t understand why though. Sure, it’s never going to be canon but I liked that Bakugo saw Uraraka as a worthy opponent during the sports festival. Uraraka is a (not so) secret badass. I love that she did her internship with gunhead and learned all sorts of martial arts. She’s bubbly and cute, which is a nice contrast to Bakugo. But she’s also strong and determined which I think he can respect.

Denki x Jiro

This is like… really adorable. Denki praising Jiro when she was all insecure about her music was so cute. And the way they were thinking of each other and rooting for each other during the war arc. I can definitely get onboard!

#Tat anon #chat with cindy #mha #bnha #shoto todoroki #katsuki bakugo #Tokoyami Fumikage #hawks #keigo takami #present mic #hizashi yamada

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thegreatlarryfisherman · 4 years

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Whoops I Wrote A Frenchie Thing!!

Warning: Angst, Angst, Angst!! Mentions of drug abuse, and just Frenchie being the most precious angel bean.

You’re the sister of Frenchie’s oldest, deceased friend.. and slipping into the den of the Boys, you’ve found your way back to your beloved French man... There’s only one problem.. Butcher.

“So you’ve got yourself a boyfriend, eh.” Butcher announced to the dark dim dingy basement of the hideout before his eyes landed back on you. For a moment, he simply leered at you before he rewarded you with a scoff and went on about his way.

Hughie looked up intently from his phone, seemingly regarding you for the first time since you’d been around. “Is it a Supe?”

“NO!” You shouted, overwhelmed he’d even suggest it. Your heart was pounding in your ears and it’d been ages since you’d been this nervous under scrutiny.

“So who is it then?” Butcher’s smile spread sadistically. “Some little cunt is tickling that fancy.. I think we deserve to know.”

“Why are you so fucking obsessed with my sex life?” You demanded and he chuckled, undoubtedly condescendingly to your tone of pure fury.

“So you are shagging then? Bloody good for you love.” Butcher teased and you scoffed as you snatched your leather jacket out of his hands, the one still smelling of your lover, and stomped into your corner of the hideout.

“Why you gotta do her like that man?” MM shook his head, clearly annoyed of Butcher’s teasing. “What—do you like her?”

Hughie caught Frenchie’s eye, excited to see how this fight would unfold. Yet, he saw a glint of something in Frenchie that he couldn’t put his finger on. Kimiko sat back from her corner, placing her books down and resting her fist under her chin.

“I could never fall for her.. She’s bloody Bambi.”

“But you do seem pretty invested in her every move.” Hugh shrugged nonchalantly. “Following her around, teasing her.. Playing mind games with her. That’s textbook bullying from rom coms.”

“OH COME OFF IT.” Butcher exploded before he left the room. Hughie took another look at Frenchie, noted the way his leg bobbed up and down, and his fingertips tapped his leg in a way that Hughie was only used to MM doing.

“Bathroom.” Frenchie briskly leapt to his feet and disappeared. Hughie eyed the exit for a moment before he slid into the empty space between MM and the tools he had propped up for his daughter’s doll house.

“Hey.” He made sure to keep his voice low so that Kimiko wouldn’t hear. “What if it’s Frenchie?”

MM simply hummed a chuckle, his broad shoulders rising a bit. “What makes you think that, kid?”

“Notice how he’s quiet when Y/N is around. I mean, I know how respects Butcher but he fought for Kimiko, and it just seems like.. his silence is.. I don’t know.. out of character.”

“Why wouldn’t he tell us.”

“When was the last time Frenchie was up front about anything we didn’t make fun of him about? What if he’s scared? ”

“Kid. If the French man had his tongue up Y/N’s ass, we’d know. Trust me.”

Meanwhile..

“Mon coeur.” Frenchie stood outside of your curtain of space, trying to be respectful. “You okay?”

“I’m fine.” You growled out, tossing your jacket to the nearest chair. You knew he’d step in and like clockwork, he did. He rushed to your bedside, sitting on the edge.

“You’re not. When you’re fine, you say. I’m ‘okay.’ But when you’re in distress, you.. scrunch your nose up and pretend to not care..” He scratched the back of his head. “He’s picking on you.” “So maybe we just tell them.” He shook his head.

“We can’t.” You insist. “Butcher would kill you. Skin me. I don’t get what his fucking deal is with me.” You shook your head at the door. “He treats me worse than Starlight.”

“He likes you, mon coeur. He was that way with Petite Hughie until you came along. I want to stick up for you but it will blow this secret.” “Can’t have that.” You mutter. “Because you’re ashamed of me.” “No.” You snatch his hand up and search his devastated eyes. “Aren’t you afraid of what anyone will think? Kimiko? Cherie?” “Butcher.” “Anyone.” You took his face and guided it back into your focus. “Serge.” You knew he melted out the sound of you saying his real name. “You have to admit that Everytime you look into my eyes.. you see my brother.. and I see your fear. Like you think I’m going to OD and end up like him. There’s so much more layer to this than Butcher being an asshole.”

“Jay WOULDVE been pissed, if he knew I was with his sister..” His eyes flitted away from yours for a second.

“Serge.”

“I’m not afraid of anyone knowing... not Kimiko-- not anyone. A part of me just.. wants to keep you safe and I hate seeing you smelling that-“ he gestured the jacket. “When my arms are right here.” He spread his arms out. “I’m tired of being a slave to these super heroes. I already lost my best friend.. I don’t want to lose the love of my life.” He concluded. “Run away with me. If we can’t tell anyone then we should just start over.” He got up and you felt sorrow fill you. He would get like that every time you were faced with an obstacle.. “Ser—“ “NO!!” He exclaimed cutting you off because he already knew what you were going to say. “Let’s just tell them.” “You don’t want that.” “It’s eating you up inside.” “You don’t want me to hurt but seeing you and not being able to hold you.. I can’t—“ you stood up and wrapped your arms around him. His eyes traveled past you, fury fighting with sadness. “Babe.” He slowly dragged his gaze to you. “Promise that if things get complicated that you won’t.. pull back on this. My heart is just beating out of my chest at the thought.” “Je te promets.” He insisted scooping you into his arms and planting frantic kisses to your face. “Je ne aurais jamais” You squeezed your eyes shut and reveled in his caresses. It had been days. // dinner “Hey.” Hugh came up to you, nervously. “You’re not wearing your jacket.” “Yeah.” You said, your eyes catching Frenchie across the room. He smiled faintly and you smiled down at your feet. “Listen...” Hugh placed his hand on your shoulder. “When Annie and I started seeing each other.. I was worried about what the guys would think. But MM.. he supported me. Even after she almost killed me.” Your eyes reached his and he smiled almost brotherly at you. “Whoever it is, we want you to be happy. Even Butcher... though he has a weird way of showing it.” “I appreciate that.” “Even if it’s a supe.” His eyes sparkled with humor. “It’s not!” You laughed and slapped his shoulder. “Okay okay. Well. Open Pandora’s box already, will ya?” The group all eventually sat at the table, you at your rightful place between Cherie and Kimiko. Kimiko watched you, with intrigue and you pushed your food around your plate. Butcher propped his feet up and uncapped his sixth beer of the night. “So..” Hugh sighed. “Are we gonna address the elephant in the room.” “Sure.” Butcher called into the air. “Y/N. I don’t want you dating anyone.” “I’m sorry..” you sputtered. “What?” “I don’t want you dating anyone. Not to be a piss poor wanker but, I look at you and I see Becca. I hate it but it’s there and I will physically kill anyone who’s near you because I don’t want to see you hurt. I’ll hurt you before I let you get hurt.” “I won’t get hurt.” You insisted. “I. Dont. Care.” Butcher shrugged. “I’ll kill him, her, them, whoever it is.” “You uh...” Hugh frowned and looked at Frenchie whose eyes were trained on his plate. “You can’t kill him.” You stuck your chin up. “Because—“ you froze when you caught the slightest signs from Frenchie. A simple shake of his head. His eyes were stinging with tears and his fork waved back and forth mirroring his head. He was saying don’t, and he knew you’d be looking. Everything he’d said to you stifled by fear once more. He’d lied and this was the most embarrassing moment of your life. “Because we broke up.” “Oi!” Butcher clapped. “And why’s that?” “He said I reminded him of someone else.” You trained your eyes on your plate to hide the tears. Hugh glanced at Frenchie. “French, you haven’t said much. What’s your opinion on this?” Hugh cleared this throat. Frenchie took a long, deep breathe before he lifted his head and commanded your attention. “Good for you, mon ami.” He swallowed deeply. “Any man who is afraid to love you because of what he’s lost in his past... doesn’t deserve you. That man is weak, sick, a fucking disgrace.” He paused and his eyes fluttered shut and opened, revealing every single fiber of pain. “You deserve better.” Dinner went on but you were frozen in that spot. Cherie tapped you and you looked over.“You okay?” “Ah yeah. Can you score me an eight ball? I’m good for the cash.” You spoke low enough that you knew he wouldn’t hear. “Maybe some white?” Cherie slowly arched her head back and looked at you. “You sure?” “I’m fine.” You firmly stated.

#Frenchie One shot #The boys #Frenchie #The Boys One Shot #Frenchie Fan Fiction #I've had this one in the chamber

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allmight-amiright · 4 years

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Simp List Tag

I was tagged by the incredible @add-a-teaspoon-of-heroism :)

RULES: List 10 different characters from 10 different fandoms that you like. Pass it on by tagging 10 other people!

Ready or not, here’s my Simp List in no particular order:

1. Kirishima Eijirou (MHA)

That Ghost series really messed up my MHA simp list. He’s just such a precious bean and I would do anything to protect him. Even though he would absolutely end up protecting me because. you know. ROCK. ugh just look at his cute lil smile and i think we need more headband!Kirishima. TL;DR 10/10 would simp again.

2. Makoto Tachibana (Free!)

Awwwww I just adore him so so so much. Look at his lil puppy eyes! And that hair flop? *SOBS* But, I have genuinely loved watching Makoto grow as a character and just a young man in general over the past three seasons. He will absolutely always have a special place in my heart because he never fails to make me smile except for that one time when he went for a swim in the ocean in the middle of a storm and nearly drowned but i don’t wanna think about that

3. Viktor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice!!!)

I have one word and one word only: GOD. No, but seriously, I adore him so much. He’s genuinely so passionate about everything and his love for skating and Yuri just leaves me crying all season. I love love love his accent and everything about him as a character. He and this show are just absolutely stunning. I find myself rewatching it pretty often. In conclusion, Viktor could cut me with his skates and I would say thank you. Yuri would too, let’s be real.

4.Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

Draco Malfoy deserved better. I ADORE him so so much. Is it mainly because I find Tom Felton insanely attractive? Oh yeah. But, also. Draco is such a complex character and I could go on for days and days about why I don’t think he deserves a lot of the hate that he gets. He was 16! 16! And told to murder his headmaster! That’s fucked!

5. Sokka (Avatar the Last Airbender)

I think I love him for the soul purpose that he’s the comedic relief character?? And because he’s used for comedic relief it’s really easy to forget that Sokka is actually really intelligent and just as capable as any of the other characters in the show. His character development is *chef’s kiss* and his protectiveness over everyone in the Gaang is really sweet and worthy of a simp.

6. Link (Legend of Zelda franchise)

I think it’s just because BOTW is my absolute favorite game and because this franchise in general just means a lot to me. But, I love Link. We’ve been on so many adventures together and I’ve thrown him off of many cliffs out of sheer frustration sorry bb

7. Asra Alnazar (The Arcana)

I remember seeing him in an ad for the game and was like “Yeah. I’m sold.” I loved his route so so much. The writers ( @thearcanagame here on tumblr) did an amazing job at portraying his emotions and had me wanting to do everything in my power to get the upright ending just so I wouldn’t have to hurt this fluffy magician.

8. Joker (Black Butler: Book of Circus)

Book of Circus is absolutely my favorite spin off of Black Butler. I loved the story line. If I’m in a Black Butler kick, I always rewatch Book of Circus instead of the actual series?? Is it because I love Joker? Likely. He was just a super interesting character and I really enjoyed watching his development in such a short span of time.

9. Kazuma Hashimoto (Cheer Danshi)

Awww looking at this gif reminds me just how much I miss this anime. It’s really sweet and wholesome. If you’re looking for a new sports anime, I 10/10 recommend Cheer Danshi. This show honestly throws any gender roles out the window by centering around an all male cheer leading team and Kazu is always so positive and you can tell that he really loves cheer leading and bringing the positive energy to the squad. Yeah. I simped hard for Kazuma.

10. Bokuto Kotarou (Haikyuu!!) Best for last oya oya

I had to find a gif that included all three of these guys because I am a complete WEENIE for all of them. My Wattpad readers know just how conflicted I’ve been trying to figure out which of them tops my simp list. I love them all for very different reasons, but since I called out Bokuto, let’s talk about my sweet sweet owl baby. He’s a weenie and a simp and no one can tell me otherwise. He would love you with every fiber in his being and god damnit i love him with every fiber in my being too. I’m big sad that we’ve been robbed of beefy bokuto with shoulders so wide you could land a plane on them but the animators gave him some mad cake so I guess we’ve compromised.

This was actually super hard?? I never realized just how few fandoms I was actually in. But searching for gifs of all of my sweet beans was really fun, so it was worth the literal hours of deliberating to compile my simp list.

I’m tagging: @draco-malfoy-simp @foreveralwaysfabulous @thecardsimagine @bakuhoe-is-my-bakubro @band-obsessed-loser-blog @come-on-shitty-boys @madison-2018 @tanakasrightfoot @viktor-icedaddy-nikiforov27 @togas-knife

If I didn’t tag you and you want to participate, feel free to join and tag me! I’d love to see who you’re simping over. Don’t want to make a full post? Drop your simp list in the comments!

#not mha #author chats #im a simp #haikyuu #black butler #mha #legend of zelda #cheer danshi #arcana #atla #harry potter #yuri on ice #free

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transrevolutions · 4 years

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Cursed (An Infinity Snapshot story)

(I know nobody is here for my minesonas or the lore of my Minecraft server, but I don’t care. TWs for violence and death.)

She is young. Still a girl, not quite fully grown, but with a thirst for knowledge. A thirst for the impossible.

She finds a book. Hidden far away from her home in... in that place she can hardly remember. It has instructions, written in a language she cannot read but she knows what it says.

It consumes her with a madness. She follows the steps, doing and creating strange things. Because she must find out. She must know. She must.

One night, everyone is asleep. The girl’s hair is blown back in the midnight wind, her face aglow with the light of the full moon. This is it. The night. They say, the spring days bring mysteries, happenings nobody can quite explain.

The portal glows purple, something she is accustomed to. This sort of portal is normal, taking people to and from the Nether, a strange sort of other world. She never has had much of a taste for the place. Too many strange screams and haunting whispers.

Then she gently places the book inside.

The book should disappear, she knows. It should travel through the portal and be easily retrieved on the other side. But it doesn’t. Instead, the portal changes.

It is not purple. It is not really a color, but somehow every color at once, weaving words she cannot comprehend.

But she is drawn to it, all the same. She steels herself, takes a look at her home- of course, she will see it again, all she would have to do is step back through the portal, everyone knows that, and steps through.

She feels cold and hot at once, and sees things that cannot be described using the puny, two-dimensional words she knows. And then in ends.

She is in a place she can only describe as a library. Filled with bookshelves, but not regular bookshelves. Each one is deeper, somehow, as if she could reach back there forever and never hit the wall, although it was obviously right behind her. And then she turns. And she sees.

The portal is gone. In its place, an empty frame. She is...

She is...

She is trapped.

No, of course she isn’t. All she has to do is place a book in the portal. She knows. She hopes with every fiber of her being. She reaches for a book. And throws it in.

The portal lights again, and she practically leaps into it, because she is hungry, and when she gets back, think of what she will tell her friends, and-

No. When she steps out of the portal, she feels a wave of vertigo descend upon her. She is lying face-up, and all she sees is sky, for forever. She eases herself onto her knees... this can’t be, no, it can’t.

She stands on a latticework of sandstone bridges. Intersecting. Pillars reaching deep down to the-

Wait, there is no floor. All she can see is sky, on both sides. She screams so loud, calling for help, for supplies, for anything.

Nobody answers, so she takes off running across the intersections. But they seem to make her head feel so light, like she could just... step off, and float like a feather to the ground...

She realizes, a moment too late, that she already has.

She barely has time to scream before she hits the ground and then there is nothing.

She wakes up. Back in the library. Another book. Another frame.

Each time, she goes somewhere new. Sometimes it is kind, with water and earth and wood although always strangely corrupted. But more often it is harsh. Worlds of strange concrete, free fall, fires and empty skies. Worlds that take her mind and spin it in a million different directions.

And she dies. She dies so many times. She spends agonizing days starving to death on a lightless floor, screams as monsters she doesn’t remember eat and peck at her, free-falls into an abyss dotted with stars. All that and so many others. She cannot remember. The days get fuzzy. There is no time here.

Ships made of purple stone... purpur, is it called? But there are thousands sailing on an endless void.

Shapes of bright wool and concrete. Childish and ironic because she must slowly die among this beauty.

All black. Nothing but endless darkness.

Meaningless words carved into precious metals. What good are gems? You can’t eat them.

Thick, choking slime. Suffocating her.

A white-eyed stranger, slowly slitting her throat with an insane smile carved across their throat.

Each time. Back in the library. And she learns. She can feel something growing within her. She does not know how long it takes. Time has no meaning in this place. A hundred years could take place in a single day, or a day could take a hundred years to pass. It is all the same.

Cursed. In some part of her mind, she knows who she is, a name she can barely remember. So many millennia... or was it just a few seconds ago? She was... she was... but no. There is none of that now. Only this growing feeling inside of her. It was almost tangible. Almost made of that color-not color.

An uncertain amount of time later, she comes upon a chest. A rough-hewn, wooden chest. Inside was a single large stick. A staff. Letters are carved on it, in that strange language, but she knows that the closest she could come in her pathetic script was the letters D. S.

And she spends a while, or no time (it doesn’t matter), trying. Testing powers. To move things. Change the sun in the sky. Even make things appear in her hands.

And one day, someone not-here says to her, in not-words,

It’s time. You were strong. Not everyone is like you.

You learned. And now you will be again.

A new life. A new name.

She hears her new name, and likes it. And the world she falls into this time was full. And green. And living. And she was not alone.

Cloud was the first one she meets. They etch out a little life on a cliffside house together.

Then came Nyssa. She caught the girl stealing her coal. But instead of punishing her, she let the girl say. And she is, undoubtedly, now that she has her own house and her own fuel, one of the best of them. Still closed off. Still hard. But better.

And Ham. Little Ham, with his funny suit and laughing eyes. He is the heart and soul of them all.

Cookie and Bean. Sometimes wayward, always getting into scrapes, and she loves them for it.

Kaka’po and Alona. More reclusive, but still there. And welcome.

Shibe. A prankster. Often causing trouble and laughter at the same time. A regular Loki, but with a heart of gold.

X. Stubborn and full of dirty jokes, but a companion all the same.

All for her. And she rarely uses her powers, and only in small ways. Clearing the rain. Making food grow faster. But they are there. And they love her for it.

She may not know her true name, or where she came from. And the memories of that strange, endless place are fleeting. Almost ephemeral.

But she is here now. And safe. And, finally, happy.

And when she tells her story, they believe. And accept her. They do not question. She is one of them. She has found a family.

She is complete.

#minecraft #minecraft story #fanfic #server lore #my writing #minesonas #angst with a happy ending #tw: death #tw: violence #found family #minecraft lore #infinity snapshot #friendship

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mszegedy · 5 years

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mszegedy’s nutrition guide for people who want to lose weight without getting another ED

This post was prompted by an acquaintance of mine who asked for help losing weight for trans reasons. It is written from a DID-centric point of view (because we both have it), and is intended for people who’ve already been through an ED, and are trying to be careful to not get another one. That said, most of the information in this guide is useful to everyone.

I know I am dipping my toes in a deep pool here, on a website where people have strong opinions about nutrition science, and about EDs, and about body positivity. Let me say this much: if you are currently experiencing or recovering from an ED, this guide is not for you. This is not a guide that will magically let you jump from hating your body and diet to being both thin and healthy. This is for people who already have a degree of confidence in themselves, and a degree of love for their body, and are just afraid of trying to make any changes to their weight at all, because they worry they’ll get an ED. If you still have an ED, then you need to get help for that first, and then, once you’re more confident, come back and read this guide.

Alright, so, as a system with a host who’s a trans biochemist with an interest in nutrition chemistry, and as a system that’s had an ED before (basic binge/restrict anorexia, but motivated by money rather than weight), this is what we’ve got to say about healthy weight loss:

First of all, the body positivity mantra, which I’m sure you’ve heard before but needs to be the headline of any weight loss guide: the healthiest weight is whatever makes you the happiest. It is not healthy to push yourself too hard to lose weight. It is also not healthy to hate your body. Find a comfortable balance between the two. For us, as a system experiencing gender dysphoria, that first meant putting a lot of effort into looking the way we wanted to, and then gradually easing up as we got more comfortable with the peculiarities of our body.

The single aspect of your diet that impacts your health the most is regularity. This doesn’t necessarily mean that you have to get the same amount of each nutrient every day, or even the same amount of calories per day. What it does mean is that you have to add eating each day to your schedule. If you have a history of ED, you may simply forget to eat most of the time. (I know we do.) That’s why you have to manually take control, and nail down a time window each day when you can eat. Even if it’s just once, although you should work your way up to two or three eventually. I don’t know how your system works, but in ours, basically, I do all the diet planning and execution, and everyone else whines about it (even our host, who shares our job as a biochemist).

Calories are good. Calories are fuel. If you are consuming calories, you are alive. Be far more afraid of not consuming enough calories than of consuming too many. Extra calories are ballast, supporting you on days when you can’t eat as much. Missing calories are death. Every calorie you eat is precious brain and body fuel. Your peak performance, especially brainwise, is when you’re not missing any fuel. Start worrying about whether you’ve had enough calories each day. But don’t count them! The number doesn’t matter! Trust me on this, the only meaningful part of your calorie intake is the digit in the thousands place, and if you try to calculate that, you’ll just end up counting calories again like a chump. Instead, just check whether you’re going to bed hungry or not. If you’re not hungry at the end of the day, and you’ve actually eaten, you’ve won that day. Learn to eyeball how much food lets you end a day like that.

Now that you’re forbidden to mess with the amount of calories you’re getting (beyond just making sure you’re getting enough), what can you mess with? Your diet’s nutrient breakdown. This is where knowing biochemistry comes in handy, because there’s SO many different kinds of nutrients to keep track of. First of all, the stuff that contains calories:

Sugars: The primordial fuel source. Pure energy, as far as your body is concerned. Avoid when trying to lose weight, but don’t feel guilty if you’re supplementing your calorie intake with it in small amounts on days when you otherwise wouldn’t be getting enough. Remember that there’s a really easy way to tell whether something contains sugar, namely whether it’s sweet. (Some things, like milk, aren’t sweet and still contain sugar. You just have to memorize those. And of course some things have non-sugar sweeteners in them, but in that case it’ll be obvious.)

Digestible starches: Sugars with a price. Still no nutritional value beyond energy, although they tend to come bundled with other nutrients like proteins. Again, not great if you’re trying to lose weight, but there’s no need to cut them out completely, unless you really don’t care about not being able to eat, say, potatoes. (There are also people who are helped by no-carb diets in other ways than weight loss for mysterious reasons, probably relating to allergies, but it’s not the end-all be-all of healthy diets that keto people make it out to be.)

Fats: A pretty inconvenient source of energy; breaking them down puts annoying, difficult-to-metabolize acids into your blood, and doesn’t net you all that much energy anyway. An ideal calorie source for losing weight; just make sure to consume as few sat fats as possible, and preferably no trans fats at all, which should be easy if you stay away from fast food places and stick to establishments that change out the oil in their fryers every, idk, 3 hours or so.

Amino acids and proteins: Now we’re getting somewhere! These guys are the “worst” energy sources out there. Breaking them up is very expensive, and turning the resulting amino acids into digestible calorie sources is a complicated and annoying process. But amino acids are a nutrient in their own right; every cell in your body is making tons of proteins continuously, some of them building important structures like skin and muscle, and they need a continuous supply of amino acids to do it. So, proteins? Great. Fantastic. You can’t have enough of them. Eat eggs and cheese and soy products, and if you’re that kind of person, meat. You can tell it's got amino acids and/or proteins in it when it tastes savory ("umami"); that's mainly the taste of glutamate, an important amino acid. Gluten is also made of proteins, but it’s even harder to digest than most other sources of protein, so you might have problems with it; and it comes bundled with a lot of starches, so, ehhh.

So, now for a couple non-calorie sources:

Vitamins: Vitamins have nothing in common with each other collectively; they’re just a bunch of random minor nutrients. If you’ve got your vitamins A, C, and D sorted out, then the only ones I’d worry about are folate (B9) and cobalamin (B12). B9 because it’s important for your brain, and tends to be missing in sufficient quantities from modern diets; we take methylfolate supplements every morning to make sure we get enough of it. B12 because it’s important in general, and may be missing in sufficient quantities from your diet, depending on what you eat. It’s only found in animal products, like meat, dairy and eggs. If you’re eating at least one of those regularly, I wouldn’t worry about it too much.

Omega-3 fatty acids: Technically contain calories, but not enough of them to matter. Found in fish, and good for your brain. We’re vegetarian, but we take two capsules of these every morning, because they really help with depression and memory, which are both problems for us.

Iron: Found in meat, beans, falafel, spinach, and lentils, among other things (like cocoa!). Needed to replenish blood. You shouldn’t need supplements for this unless you actually get diagnosed with iron deficiency, or lose a LOT of blood in a short time (which, uh, happens).

Water and sodium: Long story short, your blood is counterfeit seawater. Land organisms don't actually exist; we just brought the sea with us when we crawled out of it. To counterfeit seawater, you need water and sodium. Hence, why they're important nutrients to us. Your kidneys do an excellent job of maintaining a particular level of sodium in your blood, but if you eat too much more sodium than you drink water, or drink too much more water than you eat sodium, then they won't be able to keep up. You usually shouldn't have to worry about this, but if everything you eat is salty, then maaaybe you should drink more water, or dial down the sodium in your diet. (Anything wet contains water, from energy drinks to the juices of fruits to sauces, so it's not very hard to get water. But some things contain a higher sodium-to-water ratio than you need, so they won't help you balance out a salty diet. Be mindful.)

Dietary fiber, aka non-digestible starches: I don’t have anything interesting to say about these. Conventional wisdom about fiber seems to be correct, as far as I know. I only listed it because it’s in most nutrition facts in the US.

So, now that you know the roles of the various kinds of nutrients, just eyeball the correct amounts of them for your diet. Broadly, the less carbs you eat, the more weight you’ll lose, but it’s not a race. Find a nutritious diet that makes you happy. Think about all your favorite foods and ingredients, and think about their nutrient breakdowns. Mentally award yourself points for eating nutritionally diverse foods. It’s a healthy thing to turn your ED instincts towards. Good luck!

(If people ask for sources I’ll add them, but I’ve already spent way too much time on this guide, so I won’t do it immediately.)

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dxlansfxck · 5 years

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Painting Flowers [G.D] 06

It took Ethan lots of talking and persuading for Y/N to agree with one of his worst ideas by now. He wanted to go clubbing that badly, wanting to dance and forget about everything – but Grayson was never the type to do that with him. She hated going to a night club, her social anxiety was too strong for her to be dancing in a crowded room, but Ethan was simply Ethan. And she really liked him.

The only reason she decided to actually go with him was, of course, Grayson. He ignored her for the past few days, not even being at home most of them. Y/N didn’t know where he went, what he did or who he met, but she for sure knew it wasn’t Ethan and he wasn’t going into the gym because that’s where her and Ethan spent most of their time. They worked out literally every single day for hours, sore muscles and aching bodies being part of their daily routine. It was Thursday evening when they decided to go to the thermal baths and spa instead of hitting the gym.

At first, Y/N was ashamed of her body in the bathing suit, not wanting to show off any of her scars, stretching marks or her body in general. Even if she worked out every day, she was still insecure.

Her, still lilac but definitely faded, hair was tied up into a messy bun, not caring about the single strands around her face. What she actually cared about was her bathing suit, the tiny fabric from 3 summers ago not only hugging her body tightly but also revealing a lot more of her ass cheeks than she’d like to. But she couldn’t just not wear it, it was her favorite piece, black with little moons and planets printed on it. Once Ethan came out of the dressing rooms, Y/N couldn’t help but gasp. And stare.

He was just in his bathing shorts, his abs flexing – and she knew he felt the same way about her.

Ethan just had to admire her body, the precious curves (and her butt, of course), her fair skin and makeup-free face. She was a true beauty and she wasn’t even trying yet. “Ready to hop in?” He asks with a wide smile, not being able to wait any longer for the hot water to soothe his sore muscles. Y/N nods, basically running towards the hottest pool, stepping into the water with a groan. “Fuck, this is too good.” Ethan follows her, careful to not check her out too much, wanting her to feel comfortable around him. “Oh damn, haven’t been in one of those way too long. I wish Gray was here too, he always loves hot baths, he’d enjoy this”, he mumbles while closing his eyes in satisfaction.

“I’m glad he isn’t here”, was all Y/N said before diving under the surface, swimming towards Ethan and trying to pull him under water as well. Too bad he was much stronger than her, not moving an inch from her actions. He laughed as soon as she came up for some fresh air, a mad look on her face. “That’s unfair.” Her lips formed a pout, making Ethan laugh even harder. “Awh, c’mon, try again”, he opened his arms for her to push him, but he didn’t expect her to jump on top of him, trying to wrestle him down the water – succeeding.

They swam and played around for another good hour before they got kind of bored, wanting to relax a bit outside the water. “Can we head over to the sauna?” Y/N asks but already walking into the direction of it. She knew Ethan wouldn’t say no. “I’d rather get a massage, to be honest. My back hurts so bad from last night’s training”, he stretches his neck a bit, groaning in the process.

The two walk over to the sauna, fidgeting with their thumbs in silence. There was lavender hanging from the ceiling and the smell filled on both of their noses, the lilac color would look amazing on one of Y/N’s canvasses. As they walk into the sauna Ethan notices it’s just the two of them, which of course is far better than sitting with some stinky old men in their 70’s parading their junk. Just as Y/N laid down on her towel, she realized how much Ethan was already struggling with the high temperature.

Within the next ten minutes, both were covered in sweat and Y/N couldn’t help but glance over to Ethan only to discover how good he looks with little droplets on his chest, dripping all the way down. His face was flustered and his eyes closed in discomfort, even his nose was scrunched a bit – not even starting about his heavy panting. She could definitely tell he was having a hard time in here, but instead of making a remark on it, she decides to keep it to herself, enjoying the view. He had been busting her ass off in the gym and this has to be her payback for doing so.

“How can you look so great after being in here for twenty minutes?" Ethan asks as they walk over to the ice-cold water, tiptoeing before jumping in, cooling their bodies off from the heat that crept up underneath their skin. “It’s called being a woman." Y/N sasses back with a bright grin, “Come in, it’s amazing." He trusted her and didn’t check the temperature before diving in. An awfully high-pitched scream was the first he let out after coming back up in a second. Y/N grabs on to him but he is just not having it, letting you fall back into the cold water. “Payback is a bitch”, he mumbles through gritted teeth, “I’ll get you back Y/N. Now, our massage is waiting.”

After the massage both currently stayed in the room to get changed again. "That felt amazing, all my muscles feel relaxed" Y/N stretches her back with the towel still on her breasts while oil was everywhere, leaving her skin uncomfortably sticky. "We should do this more often”, Ethan was still on cloud nine, all his sore muscles were gone, he was just a happy little bean right now.

"But it's quite a drive to do every day, we could better do this at home. With those strong hands you could make me moan more than she just did", Y/N chuckled at her own joke and watches him getting a blush. "Were those moans? I thought I heard an angel sing" "And you're not commenting on your hands all over my body? I would have", she stands up, dropping the towels that covered her most sensitive parts. He tried to look her in the eyes, but the temptation was too strong, he peeked down twice before staring back into her beautiful face. “Y/N..”, he mumbles with twitching handy, aching to touch her like he wanted to the entire day.

“Huh, E? Thought this is what you wanted?” Y/N bites her bottom lip while watching him through hooded eyes, his oily abs were screaming for attention, but she almost lost her mind as she saw the growing bulge underneath his towel.

She couldn’t help but trace the outlines of his, now already tense again, muscles, searching for a sweet spot to hear his pleasure. Soon enough, she found a spot on his lower abdomen, making him whimper under her soft touch and she just knew how easily it was to get this boy melting in her hands.

Soon enough, she feels a pair of hands moving from her legs to her ass, kneading it and giving it the attention it needs. “Y/N, don’t tease me, either get down on your knees or let me fuck you, please”, his hips buckles up against her crotch, the only thing separating is this tiny white towel. His words got her worked up, intoxicating her brain while she grabs his towel and rips it off his huge body. His lips were soon enough on hers, his kiss melting away all her desires – plus the sadness, frustration and anger about his fucking twin brother -, he was needy for her, both of you could feel it in every fiber of their thrilled bodies. “Fuck, you’re dripping”, his grin was plastered on his face, showing the anticipation of what is about to come. She couldn’t help it, he looked like Grayson, his voice sounded like Grayson’s and you were just horny.

Before she could do worse things to Ethan and her own conscience, they got drawn out of the moment by two loud knocks on the door. “One moment, please”, Y/N shouts as she backs up and throws her bathing suit back on, trying to wipe away all excess oils and the flustered look on her face. She just shrugs her shoulders while smiling at Ethan, giving his butt a little smack before opening the door to whoever was standing outside. “Come on in.”

The tension was noticeable as they arrived back at Y/N’s house, arms loaded with food and snacks to spend the night with movies on the huge couch. “I’m tired, way too tired”, she groans while laying down on the couch, opening Netflix on the TV. “Mh, could sleep right away.”

“Hey, Y/N can we talk? Oh, I didn’t know you were here, E. Well, have fun, I guess?” Grayson stepped in and out of the room in under a minute, rolling his eyes at the – what seemed to be – two lovebirds. “He’s so fucking annoying”, Y/N mutters under her breath, but walking after him anyways. “Grayson, stop! What is your fucking problem?” Her breath hitched as he turned around with pure anger in his eyes.

“I wasn’t enough, huh? Now going for my brother? Damn, Y/N. Good job.” “Good job? You know what? Fuck you, Grayson. I didn't fuck E and I'm not fucking with his head either! How dare you come in accusing me like that, huh? What a pathetic little man are you! Ignoring me for days, not being around. But oh, when I am chilling with a friend it’s too fucking much, eh? Go fuck yourself", she gives him a shoulder, not caring about Grayson's feelings at all. "No, wait actually, you need to hear this. I was waiting for you after the gym day. I cried because you were nowhere to be found. If you cared about me, in any way, you wouldn't have done what you did and we both know it. So step aside, let me live and don’t talk into any of my relationships ever again."

Y/N pushes him away, hiding her tears as good as she possibly can before storming off back into the living room. "Fucking pathetic little bitchboy. I'm glad you're with my mom. You are both losers."

It was right before clubbing, when Y/N was about to explode from frustration but also nervousness.

She did her best to look as fine as she could, she even wore make up, a bold liner combined with red and gold eyeshadow, making her eyes pop out even more. Her eyebrows looked better than ever, her highlight was blinding and her skin was flawless, not any spots showing under the thick layer of foundation. Her hair was the biggest struggle, but she ended up liking it, curly and braided like Khaleesi inspired her, she felt like a goddess. She felt like she needed to dress like a goddess too, choosing a light pink dress that’s made from lace, hugging her body tightly without looking too slutty for her liking.

She wasn’t used to wear anything besides sneakers and her Doc Martens, but she felt like this outfit needed something a little bit extra – black velvet over knees with a slight heel, making her legs look endless.

Y/N couldn’t lie, she felt amazing, loved herself for the moment, even took some fine ass mirror selfies to upload on Instagram later on, after she took some with E in the club. Wanting to remember this night forever.

“Y/N, are you ready?” Ethan’s voice echoes through the house, making Y/N jump slightly before she smiled to herself, taking one last deep breath and walking downstairs. Her legs were shaking, scared of what the Twins would think about her outfit because it was so different to what she usually wore, but as soon as she saw Ethan standing in the hallway, ready to leave any second, all her worries fell off. He looked at her in awe, not being able to hide his smile once she was standing in front of him. “Wow, Y/N… I- You.. Just wow”, he spins her around, trying to snap a picture in his head to remember in some of his lonely nights. But Y/N couldn’t lie – Ethan looked like a hot snack. He was wearing his favorite pair of pants that fit him really well with a simple black shirt tugged into it. His hair was messy as always, a thick chain hanging around his neck and some rings on his fingers.

Grayson was standing right next to him, confused about Y/N’s look. “Where do you think are you going?” He raised an eyebrow while watching her and Ethan interact. “Clubbing”, Y/N shakes her hips a bit, grabbing her purse and putting everything inside she might need. “Are you ready, E? Can’t wait for my first drink.” She laughs, grabbing Ethan’s arm and pulling him into a tight hug.

“Grayson, could you please take a picture of us? We’re looking so good right now and I haven’t dressed up in years!” She gave him her phone, posing with Ethan and ignoring Grayson’s pissed face. He gave her the phone back without any comments before heading outside for yet another cigarette.

They each grabbed a bottle of beer for the way to the club before heading out, shouting a quick “Later” to Grayson. Y/N was so hyped, already dancing on the streets, wiggling her butt to the beat Ethan made with his lips. He was a pure gentleman, took care of Y/N, didn’t let any guy come near her and even paid for her first – and second – cocktail.

They were euphoric, dancing and screaming to those songs, sweat falling from their bodies as they danced with each other, her arms around his neck and his face buried in her beautiful hair.

“’m getting’ drunk”, Y/N giggles into Ethan’s chest before smiling at him and turning around, grinding her body against his. She felt free and she’d definitely enjoy it somewhere Grayson wasn’t, not wanting to think about home. There was still this problem with Luna and her secret affair that she needed to talk about with Gray, but he has been such an asshole the past few days, Y/N kind of felt like he deserved to wait a little bit longer.

“Do you want another drink?”, Ethan’s raspy voice ripped her out of her daydreaming, but another Cocktail sounded just too good. “Caipirinha, please.” With that, the body behind her own went to the bar to get some refills so Y/N decided to stay on the dance floor and dance a bit by herself, still locking eyes with Ethan.

Of course, different boys tried to catch her attention, tried dancing with her, even talked to her, but Y/N didn’t care. She was here with Ethan and she would leave with nobody else than him. She was a loyal bitch.

Once Ethan came back with the drinks, both drowned them pretty quickly, one after another until they were a laughing mess. They took so many snaps, pictures for Instagram and danced like crazy – until “I couldn’t be more in love” by THE 1975 came on. Their eyes locked, fingers intertwined, and they just swung around in a slow rhythm, ending up in a tight hug. Her lovely scent was all Ethan could smell in this moment, not the dirty club or the amount of smoke in there, just flowers and fruits, Y/N’s perfume. He pulled her even closer, ignoring the weird looks they received for that.

It took him lots of thinking and evaluating until Ethan just couldn’t resist anymore, lifting Y/N’s chin up to meet his red face. Their eyes were instantly locked, lips only a few inches apart and they both were holding their breaths, before Y/N quickly grabbed his chin – that felt so much like Grayson’s – and pressed her hungry lips onto his. In the beginning, it was like kissing Grayson. It felt like all the previous times they kissed, rough, passionate and exciting, but Ethan quickly changed the kiss into a slower rhythm, used his tongue not that often and didn’t bite her lips as much as Grayson did. Y/N frowned, trying to deepen the kiss again, but she had no chance. It wasn’t Grayson.

Even though she was drunk and so fucking horny, all she wanted was Grayson. She was whipped, head over heels for her mother’s boyfriend. And she would have to accept that.

“Ugh, sorry, E. I think I’m way too drunk. Mind taking me home?”, she smiled up at him in shame, her face redder than before. Ethan looks at her in worry, nodding quickly. “C’mon then”, he wraps his arm around her shoulder before guiding her outside the club. “Want to walk or take a cab?” “Let’s walk, I think we should talk a bit.”

And they did talk. A lot. Y/N told him about her feelings for Grayson, about most things they already did and how bad she felt for liking him, knowing he’s with her mother. “So, you just kissed me because you wanted to kiss Gray? My twin? Ugh, Y/N!”, Ethan tugged on his hair, groaning in frustration. “Why is it always him? All the girls go for Grayson.”

“I can’t help it, E. I tried. But every time I kiss someone, I just see Grayson in front of my eyes. Believe me, I wish I wouldn’t want to be with that dick”, she rolls her eyes before linking her arm with Ethan’s. She looked up at him with a hopeful smile. “Still besties?” Another groan from Ethan, then a nod. “Still besties.”

Once Ethan and Y/N arrived at her house – still sort of drunk -, they stumbled through the front door, not caring if Grayson could hear them or not. “Ethan!”, Y/N giggles, trying to help him remove his jacket. “Let’s head outside, I think I might want to go for a swim.” She pulled him to the patio, quickly removing her wonderful dress, leaving her just in her underwear and over-knees. Ethan growls at her with a playful smirk. “That’s not how the best friend thing works, you know?” Y/N just laughs and shrugs it off, wiggling her butt while doing so. “You’ve seen me worse, hun.” She quickly removed her heels before slowly sinking into the hot tub, waiting for Ethan to come in as well.

“Shit, Y/N”, was all Ethan could say before putting his shirt back on while the patio door slides open once again this night.

“Ethan. What. Is. Going. On?” Grayson was fuming, seeing Ethan was about to go into the hot tub with his girl. With Y/N. With his sweet little angel. No way. “OUT!” “Gray, calm dow-“ “I said fucking out! Don’t you dare touch her!” “Touch her like you did?”, Ethan fired back, smirking at his brother before holding his hands up in defeat. “I’ll be going, don’t worry. Y/N, I’ll text you, okay? Bye.”

Y/N didn’t say anything, she was just watching the twins in confusion, this situation going on way too quickly for her drunk little mind. She frowned once again this night, stepping out the hot tub and walking towards Grayson.

“Care to explain? Wait, no, you don’t do explaining, you prefer to insult, right? In that case, you better get out as well and let me enjoy my fucking night, Dolan!” She tried to fight his huge frame back inside, but she had no chance. Grayson didn’t move the slightest bit. “Fine!” She stomped, acting like the little girl she felt like in this moment before grabbing her dress and heels and was just about to run away into her atelier once more when the perfect idea hit her mind. Smiling at Grayson in the most innocent way she could, she walked over to his smoking lounge, taking one of his cigs and lighting it, inhaling the smoke and looking around the area. “Looks so nice what you built.”

Then, without any warning, she held the lighter against the chair, trying to set it on fire. “Y/N!”, Grayson was right by her side, not allowing her to actually burn the house down. “What’s wrong with you?”

But Y/N didn’t want to hear anything, actual anger running through her veins, making her vision go red. She kicked anything to the ground, boxing against the chair while throwing the table over, seeing it shatter in many pieces.

Strong arms were quickly wrapped around her figure, holding her against a hard chest, paralyzing her from her actions. “Shh, Y/N. Talk to me. Calm down, angel”, his voice was so soft like she had never heard him before. “Tell me what’s wrong”, he slowly glides down onto the floor, still holding her wet body against him, rocking her back and forth until her sobbing stops.

Then, Y/N turns around to look at him, her make up ruined by now, the beautiful hair just hanging down in loose strands. “I will tell you, but not here. C’mon.”

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cinnbar-bun · 5 years

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Hello! Just came here to say I really love your writing and request a sequel to the Belial x Pregnancy S/O where she gives birth to the child (whether it be a boy or a girl, maybe twins??)

A/n: hhhhhhh I’m love??? Thank you so much!!! Hhhhhh this one is a lot more emotional and has uhhhh some angst???

Belial is really calm during the delivery. You’re screaming at him that you’ll absolutely murder him because he’s making you go through this, and he is smiling back and patting your head and doing his best to help.

And he was overjoyed to see his precious little twins! One was a boy, the other a girl, and he was just having a heart attack at seeing their tiny bodies all swaddled up.

While you’re asleep and his children are by your bedside, he can’t help but just look at you guys and smile. This is...this is an entirely new feeling for him. He held back for so long, thinking that he shouldn’t have been able to get happiness, and here he was, a family, his very own family.

The kids are his absolute pride and joy. He’s basically a soccer mom in black jeans and purple feathers. He insists he must help his children with fashion because his KIDS CANNOT AND WILL NOT WALK AROUND LOOKING LIKE SOME BASIC SKYDWELLER. NU-UH CHIRREN, FLAUNT YOUR STUFF BECAUSE YOU ARE AMAZING.

Matching sunglasses for all of the family? More likely than you think.

Once his children start getting older and developing more personality, he tends to notice where they got them from.

For instance, his son is definitely you. A lot more calm and nice, a precious little bean who seems to always be smiling.

His daughter is definitely him. She’s a little diva, always loud and energetic. And he gets so proud when she threatens to beat people up for making fun of her brother.

While he loves both his children, his daughter is someone he relates to a lot more, so he knows all her little tricks.

“Ah, ah, ah, what did Mommy say about no dessert before dinner?”

“B-but! How’d you even find out? I cleaned up the mess!”

“Listen little munchkin, you can’t out smart me of all people.”

Let the mind games begin.

Belial lets her try his scythe and she instantly loves it. Your son however prefers a good ol’ harp.

Raising a family sure as hell ain’t easy, so sometimes he sends off the kids to Aunt Lyria or Uncle Sandalphon.

Belial’s got the biggest shit eating grin as he hands them over, because the two love the children and you, but they despise Belial with every fiber of their being (even after you’ve gotten married and everything).

Your daughter loves to screw with Sandalphon, and he has night terrors of when she switched out his sugar with salt, or replaced his coffee with soy sauce.

Just so you know, she’d never do that with Auntie Lyria because she gives her sweets!!!!

Your son is very polite and loves to learn more about the two, and Sandalphon likes having him over to just feel...not alone.

Belial never really thinks of how this could all go wrong now. He’s finally obtained happiness and love, and this high feels like it’ll never end.

until the day his son comes home crying about how when he was pushing a friend on a swing, they flew off and nearly broke their wrist.

His sister came home a week later and explained that the reason she had bloody knuckles was because she punched a kid who was trying to bully another classmate, and they landed on a desk and doubled over in pain (she was quite proud of it, and internally, so was Belial, but because you were nearby he scolded her lightly).

He never told his kids about their heritage, and had assumed that maybe they just didn’t get any significant powers because they seemed so...normal. When these things keep piling up, he can’t keep ignoring them or brushing them off as coincidences, so he immediately goes to you and rants about how awful he feels.

The reality of their situation only settles in more when his kids start to notice that they look a lot younger than most despite growing up. His son is the first to bring up how Belial looks the same as he did when you and him got married, yet you seem to have gotten older.

He of course laughed it off and said he had good genes.

Oh god, and his kids had them too.

He really did not know what this would mean for them. Would they be immortal? Or would they just live longer than most? What kind of powers would they have.

And the thought that plagues him the most- would they end up like how he was?

His anxiety hits a breaking point when his kids talk about how they had to do a project about the day the sky was about to fall. They didn’t believe it happened, but you two try to give a cleaner version of went down, so as to avoid the other parts about how their father was...a demon on some parts.

They picked up you two were hiding something, so they went to Sandalphon. He also would not reveal what happened, albeit he looked a lot more guilty and annoyed they asked, so they knew something bad happened.

The next went to Lyria. Your son remembered she kept a journal during her travels with you, and he asked for it, saying it was for a school project. Lyria, who was none the wiser to their schemes, handed it over and told them to have fun with it.

The following things they read made their heads spin. Lyria wrote a lot about that day.

“Sandalphon...he’s a primarch? And so is dad?”

“Look what she wrote for dad...’basically the worst’...”

“Brother...what’s going on?”

When they return home, your daughter immediately goes on the offensive and demands to know why you guys hid what they truly were.

“All this time! You lied to us! Here I was thinking something was really wrong with me- and it turns out you were just a bad guy!”

Her brother tries to calm her down but she gets even angrier and screams insults at Belial.

Belial feels anxious because he knew this day would come. The happiness he had worked so hard to obtain would come crumbling. Because of him.

In a desperate attempt to ease her anger and fear, Belial tries to step forward and place his hands on her shoulders, but she slaps them away and calls him a monster.

“Don’t touch me! You damn demon! You’re a monster! You’re a liar!”

“Don’t say that to him, sis! Breathe for a moment, please!”

Your daughter is incredibly affected by the news of what she is and who her father once was. She always loved Belial, and thought highly of him because he was similar to her, they could play pranks with each other and still be happy, because they were just two tricksters having fun.

But her stark sense of justice was an even bigger driving force in her life. The fact her father was someone evil made her insides churn. What if she became as bad as him one day?

Your son on the other hand, is a lot more calm and level-headed about the situation and understands how hard it must’ve been. He tries to sort out his feelings with you, since he always felt more comfortable with you, and asks what made you fall in love with Belial. After you tell your son about all your emotions, he goes and apologizes to Belial. He easily trusts him again, but does warn him that if he dare try to do anything remotely bad, he won’t hesitate to hurt him.

Belial nearly cries out of relief and pride. His son was finally becoming a man.

“I’ll hold it you, kid. I promise your old man won’t do anything bad.”

Fixing his relationship with his daughter took a lot of time. She wouldn’t even look at him and would coldly brush him off.

This was perhaps one of the most painful moments in his life, right up there at the time when you nearly killed him and Lucilius was murdered.

Eventually, she broke down and clung to him, apologizing profusely over how she treated him. She admitted her fears about becoming a bad person, and he wipes her tears and lets her know that she will never become a demon.

“You’re my little angel, you could never upset me, nor will you ever be a bad person.”

After the entire fiasco settles and Belial explains more of the situation to them, he instantly embraces you.

“Thank you...” He whispers as he hugs you tightly.

“For what? I’ve done nothing.”

“You stayed with me. You loved me even after those awful things I’ve done. Sometimes...sometimes I get scared of what will happen to us one day. What if I hurt you, or the kids?”

“Belial. Look at me, love. I know you. You’d never hurt us. I trust you with my life, even if the world turns its back on you. You have us. You have our love and support.”

It’s all he needs to hear before he breaks down and sobs into your arms.

Belial is actually pretty lax about his kids dating.

His daughter is pretty outgoing so she usually talks about her crush or will quickly tell him as she’s walking out of the house she’s going on a date. She’s been going steady with her boyfriend for three years now and she’s going on about getting married.

“Not until you graduate and I’m dead, young lady.”

“BUT YOURE IMMMOOOORRTTAAALLLLLL!!”

His son is pretty reserved and he literally begs him to go out.

“STOP STUDYING AND JUST LIKE GET A GIRLFRIEND OR SOMETHING!!!!”

When his son admits he has a crush on his classmate Belial is screaming and congratulating him.

Belial really tries to spend as much time with his family as possible. You’re unfortunately growing older, and so are the kids. As they’ve grown more proficient with their weapons and fighting, you decide to go back on the Grandcypher and adventure again.

Some of your crew mates have passed, while others have grown into adulthood splendidly, and it brings you joy to reunite with them.

Belial is surprisingly a good father. A lot of people were doubtful he’d ever change his ways and become a worthy man in society, but to him, he doesn’t care. He has you and his two kids. There’s practically nothing else he needs in the world except you three.

Sometimes Belial likes to just stare at you when you’re sleeping and just reminisce. He really wants to know what he did to become lucky enough to get married to you and start a family.

He sighs in contentment and pulls you closer to him, finally letting his tired body rest. There’s plenty of places to explore tomorrow, and he wants to celebrate and experience all of them with his family.

#hhhhhhhh tender belial #belial loving hours #belial x reader #gbf #gbf imagines #gbf x reader #granblue fantasy #granblue fantasy x reader

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rejectednewgod · 5 years

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Because you're a precious bean who I love with every fiber of my being whether we write or not 💕

😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

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lettersfromn0where · 5 years

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OC Interview Tag

Rules: Pick a character from your WIP and have them answer these fifteen questions, then tag people. Thanks to @leonajasmin-writeblr for the tag! These characters are from my original WIP, The Radiant, which is about a group of teenagers who developed strange abilities as a result of growing up next to a nuclear waste dump. (Don’t buy a house near a nuclear waste disposal site, kids.) I’m going to use three because they’re beans and I love them and also can’t choose. Meg is regular text, Gigi is italics, Diya is bolded italics.

1. What is your full name?

Margaret Mai Lien Pham. Margaret is...an elegant old lady name my parents liked, Mai Lien is a nod to my Vietnamese heritage, and Pham is one of the most common Vietnamese surnames (and my father’s).

Genesis Chantal Cappellini (if you call me Genesis, I will murder you in cold blood), because I have strange parents. Chantal was chosen because not very many names sound nice with “Genesis,” and Cappellini is a super obscure last name that happens to be my family’s.

Diya Sunita Patel. Not sure why I was named that, but it’s nice, I suppose.

2. What does your full name mean?

Margaret means “pearl,” Mai means “cherry blossom,” Lien means “lotus,” and Pham means “extensive.” Two flowers and a gem...hmm, I wonder what my parents were trying to get at there. (More likely than not it was chosen just because it sounded nice - I doubt they would’ve named me “cherry blossom lotus” if they were going for meaning.)

Genesis means “origin” and is a book of the Bible, Chantal means “stone,” and Cappellini is - I kid you not - a type of pasta. Yup, I’m named after a book of the Bible and a pasta shape. WHY, MOTHER? WHYYYYY?

Diya means “gift,” Sunita means “one of good character,” and Patel means something roughly like “village chief.” That sets a pretty lofty standard...

3. What are your nicknames/other names?

Meg! I don’t mind being called Margaret, but no one really does. Sometimes my best friend calls me other random nicknames for Margaret - I think I’ve been Maggie, Daisy, even Maisie once - but to everyone else, it’s just Meg.

Gigi. No one outside of my family and one person I’ve known since I was four even knows what my real first name is, so yeah, it’s always Gigi. Which is as it should be. A very select group of people can call me Gen, but again, 99% of the time I’m just Gigi.

I don’t really have one.

4. What’s your gender?

Author here: not going to bother with the fancy writing because they’re all female.

5. What’s your sexuality?

Author here: Gigi is straight, but the other two girls’ sexualities are totally irrelevant to the story.

6. Where are you from?

Phoenix, Arizona.

Originally from Chicago, but moved to Phoenix when I was so young that I’ve never thought of myself as being from anywhere else.

Also Phoenix. Thing to look forward to about going away to college: not being in Phoenix.

7. How old are you?

Turning seventeen in two weeks and a junior in high school.

Sixteen - I’m a sophomore.

Seventeen and a junior, like Meg, but at different schools.

8. What is your magic form/what species are you?

Human, but genetically enhanced (by accident, not experiment) - I can instantaneously predict the outcomes of situations, mathematically, when I see them.

Enhanced human - I shatter glass when I sing or raise my voice.

Human with powers - I “disappear”/turn invisible in direct sunlight.

9. What does your human form look like?

Average height, fairly thin but not tiny, very straight black hair. I’m naturally quite pale but tan easily, which I hate.

I’m very, uh...fun-sized. As in: 4′ 11.” I’m pretty petite in general but sorta curvy; I have olive skin, suuuuuper curly brown hair (VERY ANNOYING TO MANAGE), and green eyes. People have told me I’m cute but I would prefer to strike fear into the hearts of mankind...maaaybe. ;)

I’m 5′ 10″ - that’s what people usually notice about me first. That, and that I always wear my hair waist-length and in a braid. Otherwise, I have brown eyes, bronze skin, and black hair.

10. What’s your aesthetic?

I don’t know if I have one, honestly. I like things to be neat and organized, though, so I guess it would be kind of minimalistic? I really like floral things, too.

Is chaos an aesthetic? I guess not. But if I had to choose...backstage in a theater on show night. That’s my place, my home, and I suppose my aesthetic too.

Orange. Anything and everything orange. Bright colors. Fruit. You get the idea.

11. Who’s your best friend?

Phoebe Vu. She’s the daughter of my parents’ oldest friends, so we grew up together - same school, same church, same everything for as long as we can remember. We’re both very nerdy, but in different ways - she does my computer science homework, I do her biology - and we’ve been doing everything together for so long that I couldn’t imagine my life without her.

Uh...maybe Cassidy Donnelly? She’s my best friend from theater. And I’ll never admit this, but I’ve got a soft spot for Alex Allende, a guy I’ve gone to school with for eleven years and pretend to hate but very obviously don’t, too. We don’t even really get along, but he knows me better than almost anyone.

At school, I have only one friend, Jeremy Waller - he, like I, doesn’t really fit into any other groups, so we hang out a lot. But in truth, it would really be my brother, Deb (short for Debaditya, which no one calls him because most people can’t pronounce it). He’s a year older and we try to bash each other’s heads in from time to time, because siblings, but we’re extremely close. No one matters more to me than he does.

12. Would you ever get a piercing/tattoo?

Nope. Not my thing.

Uh, maybe if I had to for a role? My ears are pierced, but otherwise no.

Sure, why not? I’d get, like, one of those cute miniature tattoos, but a piercing sounds painful.

13. When are you happiest?

My family and Phoebe’s used to go to a lake house somewhere up north together every summer, and we’d always take out a boat and go tubing and shove each other off the dock and night-swim - I miss those days. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I was at the lake. Other than that, when I finally grasp a difficult math concept - I’m pretty good at it, but I struggle sometimes, and finally getting a concept is one of the best feelings in the world.

When I’m performing. Musical theater has been my life since I was a little kid and I never feel quite the same as I do when I’m onstage, whether I’m in the chorus or belting out a solo - it’s where I feel most at home and alive.

When I’m trying something new. I’m very adventurous, and I hate monotony, so I’m always happiest when I’m doing something I’ve never tried before. Routine bores me - I need my dose of adventure.

14. What’s your biggest secret?

My ability (power? Do I have powers? I guess I do). I haven’t told anyone except Phoebe - I’m terrified of how my family would react if they knew.

The fact that I might be in love with Alex, my true first name, and the real reason I had to drop out of the Spring musical - not because I ‘didn’t have time,’ but because I’d shatter all the windows if I ever sang again.

I don’t have a lot of secrets...maybe that I’m realizing, after saying I’d be a doctor all my life, that I actually hate biology with every fiber of my being?

15. What was your first impression of [each other]?

Author here: this is set a week after the rest of the things, after they’ve all met at a support group for enhanced kids.

Meg: I was a little taken aback by Diya’s enthusiasm - I’m kind of introverted, and she can be A LOT. I was impressed by Gigi’s confidence but a *little* weirded out by how blunt she could be.

Gigi: I thought Meg needed a hug (I was right) and admired that Diya could eat an entire box of Pop Tarts by herself - which was what she was doing when I first met her. Not very deep.

Diya: You know that meme where it’s, like, “I’ve only had (name) for a day, but if anything happened to her, I’d kill everyone in this room and then myself” (I’m paraphrasing here, so those aren’t the exact words)? That was me as soon as I met Meg. She is a PRECIOUS TRAUMATIZED BEAN (her parents kicked her out shortly before we met). My first impression of Gigi was “yup, she’s definitely in love with that Alex kid,” and I also noticed how extroverted and theatrical she was right away.

Thanks for the tag! I don’t have a lot of writeblrs on my radar, so anyone who wants to do this is heretofore tagged. :)

#the radiant #WIP #tag game #Gigi Cappellini #Meg Pham #Diya Patel

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ourtokyohearts · 6 years

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You see this gorgeous, precious bean? I don’t know why he tolerates me, I really don’t. He deserves better than a hubby that doesn’t make schmoopy, sappy posts for him on his birthday. He has saved me so, so many times over the years (mostly from myself, but shhhhhh). I am so very lucky to have him in my life, by my side. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve him, but I am eternally glad that I did whatever it was. I couldn’t ask for a better fiend, over, husband, and co-parent. Babe, you are my heart, my soul, my world, and I love you with every fiber of my being, now and always. Happy birthday, again, even if this public one is a couple of days late. What can I say, I’ve come to prefer our private, quiet celebrations at home with just us and the munchkin.

@twincourts

#;t posts #my knight

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icybeanheadcanons · 7 years

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General Headcanons for the Skellies

Thought I would start off with some general headcanons for these boys.

It's long so I'm gonna put it under the cut I think.

Undertale

Tale

-a sweetheart. He's so sweet he’ll probably rot your teeth.

-Smart ™. No seriously. He's perceptive as hell and notices small details. On first glance his puzzles may seem easy but actually have some degree of challenge to them.

-workaholic honestly??? He doesn't exactly mean to be he just has a habit of throwing himself full force into everything he does.

-his voice is on the louder side so it seems like he's screaming but he isn't. You can hear him 30 feet away??? But he's talking in his normal speaking voice he can't be that loud can he?

-slightly self conscious on his volume control. He's startled a few people once having reached the surface with how loud he was which really bothers him. He's not intimidating he swears. He makes a conscious effort to make himself seem not quite as intimidating.

-tol bean, about 6 feet tall. Excited to meet people taller than him. He finds it amazing even if its an inch difference. You're shorter??? YOU’RE PRECIOUS CLEARLY.

-a walking ray of sunshine and generally is so very positive about people even when being relatively negative toward him. Compliments are an absolute.

-he recognizes not everyone can be inherently good and overall be a real bully. He knows they're not the greatest but he is sure they aren't entirely bad, no one is!

-holy shit, i know this bean likes to give compliments but if you're a horrible person trash talking him or his brother??? Prepare for to hear backhanded compliments, and being one upped in every sense of the word. He's not one to take insults lying down. He still turns them into compliments, and it really shakes people into being nicer. Good. Because those comments always hurt him.

-well deserved ego, but still has some insecurities and doubt about his capabilities. Did he do enough??? Maybe he should do more???? Please don't let him do more he will absolutely overwork himself.

-sly as a fox my guy. You think he's innocent? B o y. You're in trouble. Lucky for you, he won't take advantage of this. For the most part. When he does you always find out at the end and it's something small usually. He kind of uses it as a reminder that he's not innocent. Stop that. He knows he's an amazing cinnamon roll but there's way more sin than you realize.

-would adopt every stray he sees. He could probably open up a petting zoo he's got so many animals visiting his house. There's at least 30 stray cats that visit him at one time.

-volunteers at an animal shelter. Because look at all those adorable furry babies. Can he please take them all home? No?? Fine then he’ll make sure they go to a proper loving home.

-prefers cats but dogs are just as good. Just as long as they don't take off with any bone attacks. He loves them even if they do.

-generally doesn't curse but isn't afraid to. They're just words and generally, if they don't insult someone they're perfectly fine words to use. He doesn't use them generally for other people’s sake.

-loves his brother with every fiber of his being. “My brother is amazing LOOK AT HIM.” He's the first person he has to tell news to just by default.

-watches anime because of alphys now and watches a lot of cooking shows. Documentaries from time to time if it really sparks his interests. Super hero shows he lives for.

-much better cook now that he has actual things to go off of for learning. Undyne did her best but dear lord. That wasn't really cooking it was more like Scary Cooking ™.

-puns are okay just don't drown him in them like his brother. Please and thank you. Will act made but he's laughing and smiling.

Classy Bean

-you're actually going to drown in puns and that is how you’ll die. I promise you. It’ll be glorious. You’ll probably end up with a pun written on your grave.

-SPACE. This guy loves space, upon reaching the surface and settling in he dives at every book about space he can get his hands on. He will lit up like the stars he so adores. Even if its just some piece of clothing with a star or space design, that's his aesthetic he will wear whatever it is because SPACE.

-talk science to this nerd oh my god. Especially curious about the sky don't let him fool you. He overall loves biology too, specifically wildlife. Everything on the surface is unfamiliar and so he loves it all. So. Fucking. Much.

-reading is his main thing, but isn't afraid to watch things on netflix. Tale always forgets to switch to his profile though so he gets a lot of anime suggestions amongst his billion documentaries. Also enjoys watching comedians.

-talk to him about his interests. He will go from sluggish to being very animated in seconds.

-insomnia for days. It's not as bad as in the underground but he's still relatively restless. Its not generally always because his thoughts are loud and deafening. Not really. This is usually when he goes to the backyard and flops on the ground to stare at the sky. Or he puts on a documentary. Never a comedian because that makes him a little more keyed up and awake.

-by the time day has come where Tale has gotten up he's watched several documentaries. Oops.

-Tale worries and fusses about him before taking up research to help with insomnia. He buys various teas and anything else that could help his brother relax. Though Classy Bean will generally fall asleep when his brother hugs him. He sleeps a lot better with someone next to him remarkably. Tale tucks him in before he cleans his brother's room before it drives him insane from simply looking at the mess. Self sustaining tornados are forbidden, so there's that he doesn't need to take care of.

-Tale and Classy Bean often fall asleep together on the couch when they spend time together watching one of mettaton’s shows. Nothing knocks them out faster.

-relatively a chill dude. He's pretty easy to get along with.

-don't hurt Tale. Seriously he’ll fight you. That doesn't always mean physically but he's ready to punch you in the face at any time if you talk shit about his brother. Doesn't care if you practically are shitting yourself because of his intimidation that was kind of the point of the thing.

-will not interfere in his brother’s life besides that. He knows his brother is relatively quick witted and clever. After an interaction with someone relatively rude he will send them a quick glare before getting Tale away from them. He hopes they ever so kindly fuck off. This is about one of the only times he is anywhere near aggressive.

-smol bean is 5 ft tall. Please don't remind him he's small and can't reach things its irritating as is. If you're smaller than him he will be secretly happy and adoring your tiny size. If you're tall he will probably try to get you to pick him up and carry him on his shoulders. One because he's lazy and two he secretly wishes to know what it's like to be tall.

-crippling depression. This hasn't changed for him. Though it's gotten relatively better where he's able to “fake it till you make it back home to your bed” more often than before, but there's those few days where he's absolutely drained. Where everything lists itself and swarms him and is overwhelming. He's tired but can't sleep. So he just lays in bed staring at the ceiling. These are the days Tale looks out for at a constant. On the days he sees his brother faking (he always knows) he tries to bring him some comfort and sometimes is able to address the rising problems before they build up too much. When Classy Bean gets like this his brother dotes on him. He knows he's doing his best, and always reassures him.

-generalized anxiety. Its not usually a huge problem where it causes him panic attacks (he has had a few before though) but he is always worried about something. He keeps a stress ball in his pocket which helps take the edge off. His brother usually is able to ease the anxiety and if not can help him walk through it to find that the thing bothering him was fine.

-birds. He loves birds. Their feathers are pretty, they're majestic but completely ridiculous at the same time. He developed a love for them when a crow had landed on his head. He felt like a Chosen One ™ in that instant. He's now a friend to all birds. The crow visits him often to bring him gifts. Buttons are fairly common. He named the crow Scare. Yes. Because then he could say he was a Scare Crow. Tale is fed up with this.

Underfell

Soft Edge

-Was captain of the royal guard. He's very proud of this.

-slightly inflated ego. Some of it is deserved the other part he needs to tone down.

-so very extra and dramatic. He's kind of a huge dork.

-“WHAT IVE NEVER DONE ANYTHING EMBARRASSING IN MY LIFE” he's lying. He has done a handful and then some of embarrassing things. It's actually just him being a dork and being relatively cute.

-he lives for compliments. And attention. He desires all of it. Will begrudgingly accept sharing your attention though.

-relatively good cook. A little bit better than Tale.

-BAKING. He makes the best treats. He's a little self conscious about them though.

-constantly afraid he's a terrible person deep down. Is he taking care of his brother? Is he a good enough brother? These are serious questions for him. He's wonderful and doing his best.

-surprisingly nurturing. Kind of a kid magnet. He doesn't go to parks if he's looking for peace and quiet. He will end up playing games with the kids instead.

-please no puns. There are a few he enjoys truly. He can't help but smile when his brother makes them though because he knows he's comfortable then. He'll crack a few himself to help ease his brother's anxiety.

-cooking shows. He likes Gordon Ramsay a lot.

-loves art honestly. Like holy heck someone made that with their own two hands. Has not thought of trying to make any himself. He likes to watch different kinds of shows involving some art form. It's fascinating to watch.

-he's a real sweetheart under all that edge don't let him fool you.

-even more perceptive than Tale is. Though he doubts himself when it comes to his brother. Are you sure you interpreted that right? 99% of the time he has. His puzzles are a lot more intense than Tale’s.

-horror movies make him uncomfortable. He often finds them stupid as well but for some reason they urk him. Specifically the killer ones.

-kind of?? Fascinated by humans. They work a lot differently from monsters and that seems pretty damn cool.

-be rude to him and he'll be a savage asshole. Can be slightly rude on a regular basis. He's not meaning to.

-his scarf is a gift from his brother and is his most cherished possession.

-will fight you if you don't think his brother is the absolute best. He will literally fight you.

-TOLLER BEAN. This boy is so tol its scary. 7’7 is so tol. You will not be taller than him which makes him feel pretty good about himself. If you're shorter than average he will want to pick you up and carry you around. He secretly adores tiny things they are simply ridiculously adorable.

-secretly loves pastels. They're soft and are the opposite of his usual aesthetic of edgy and dark but he doesn't really care they're cute colors. He really likes cute things he's come to realize and he likes to keep it on the down low. He's supposed to be scary and intimidating.

-is only scary and intimidating when he's angry. Has only been truly angry with his brother a few times in his life, and it wasn't fun. So he has amazing control over his temper.

-soft things are the best and no one can tell him otherwise.

-if he wants to do something he will do it NOTHING WILL STOP HIM. He refuses to back down. He will listen to reason though, he considers himself to be a reasonable skeleton.

-loud. Very loud. It helped intimidate people, but now he doesn’t have much of a need for it so he’s learning volume control. It is harder than he thought it would be.

Red Boy

-24/7 aggressive internal screaming. Okay but seriously, he is. He has so much anxiety from the underground.

-always half expecting for “the other shoe to drop” or rather the bad shit to come his way when a good thing happens. Always afraid his happiness will be ripped away from him.

-needs so much affection the poor bab. He tries not to bother his brother about getting a hug all the time because he’s pretty sure he’d never let go.

-coat is big and floof like a security blanket. It’s a lot bigger than him it’s like he’s drowning in it which is exactly how he wants it.

-Also has depression like Classy Bean but it’s not as severe. His main problem is his overwhelming anxiety.

-coat was a gift from Soft Edge, and he will never go anywhere without it. It’s hot? Well guess he’ll die.

-the quiet bothers him. It’s crushing and overwhelming and it makes him super paranoid. On the surface they live in the city at least and so nothing is ever completely dead silent like in the underground. Soft Edge picked this on purpose for his brother.

-Like Classy Bean, he loves birds. Specifically birds of prey. They’re big and dangerous and he just thinks they’re super cool.

-Actually has an owl. He found an abandoned owlet in the woods when him and his brother were hiking one day (he was forced into it but at least he was spending time with his bro) and it had taken a shine to him. He tried to get it to stay but it kept following him. He ended up giving in to the little bird’s demands to stay with him. He couldn’t resist. He named the owl Hootyhoo.

-actually likes horror movies despite his anxiety. If asked why he will look dead straight at you and without skipping a beat say, “my life is a horror movie.” Paranormal movies scare the shit out of him.

-has made the mistake again and again of playing horror games in the dark. With headphones. Every time, he ends up screaming and falling out of his chair which wakes up Soft Edge. He ends up sleeping in his brothers room that night, terrified to be alone.

-has a lightsaber that can glow so he can walk down the halls to get snacks without disturbing anything. He forgets his magic can glow. He’s scared, tired, and hungry. He just wants to be sure he can get his snacks without getting attacked by something horrifying.

-will watch a lot of super hero movies and tv shows with his brother. They’re actually pretty cool and will go investigate some comics for his favorites.

-he’s a huge nerd, and has found himself looking through harry potter and lord of the rings stuff more than once.

-isn’t as big of a fan of science but still enjoys learning what he can, and the fact everything is practically at his fingertips with the internet he adores it. His phone has become one of the things he uses the most.

-is actually a tol bean too. He’s 7’ tall and actually rather enjoys the fact he’s super tall amongst humans. It’s great, look at how small they are it’s adorable.

-Darker sense of humor than Classy Bean, but still adores puns. Half of his humor is not pg-13 so be warned.

-will text Soft Edge at 4 am with weird questions. “What if… we’re all just fuckin ants to some aliens and that’s why they haven’t visited us?” He’s always met with “go the fuck to sleep”

-also pretty loud like his brother, and sometimes when they’re irritated about something they will go into a small screaming match. They don’t even say anything, it’s just incoherent screeching.

-kind of a flirt. Like he tries but isn’t all that great at it and will often just make you laugh. Outside of puns, words aren’t his forte.

-stays up way too late because he likes to make mistakes apparently. He needs to be up early tomorrow? That’s fine he’ll just watch one more walkthrough video- it’s 4 am now… How did he get here? What is time? He dies inside the next day. He takes a nap when he gets home. Rinse and repeat.

Underswap

Honey Bear

-Oh god the biggest meme. The memeist meme to ever meme. “Can i be your meme dealer?”

-Pranks for days. Lazy ones that are generally the classics, but relatively good ones. He gets into prank wars with his brother a lot.

-Pretty damn smart honestly. Has an interest in quantum physics and other complex topics that would leave a lot of people in existential crisis.

-philosophy’s pretty cool, and has an overwhelming knowledge on it. He’s a classic nerd about this learning these things.

-lots of podcasts. It seems to be the only audio he has on his phone. Except for the incidental music with a few meme songs. He has rick rolled his brother a number of times. It never gets old. His favorite is Allstar by Smashmouth.

-very calm aura about him. He’s relatively chill and nice to be around overall.

-Tol bean too, 6 feet tall. Height doesn’t mean a whole lot to him, but if you’re short he will sometimes use your head as an armrest as a joke. He doesn’t do it a lot, just when he wants to annoy you.

-falls asleep random places. He’s an insomniac too and can’t seem to get ahold of a schedule or routine. So he’s always pretty tired.

-talks in his sleep. Full conversations with whoever it is in his dream. He likes to hear about what he said when he was asleep, it’s pretty funny to hear the weird things.

-walking talking shitpost, 100% on purpose. He’s got a great sense of humor. He is not always able to say everything with a straight face though and if he thinks of a shitpost kind of idea he may start wheezing and confuse everyone around him.

-smokes. Calms his nerves, but is trying to find a better replacement since his brother hates it so much. So far no such luck.

-has been picked up and dropped into the bathtub by his brother. He turned on the shower head, scaring the shit out of Honey Bear. it was always freezing.

-always cold for some reason, he wears a hoody all the time for good reason. Maybe he should put on pants instead of cargo shorts but that meant effort and so he was going to deal.

-he struggles with depression, which generally ends with him staying in bed binge watching netflix to forget his problems. His brother brings him food so he doesn’t forget to eat. There was a day he’d come home on one of his bad days and found he hadn’t eaten anything but honey.

-libraries are nice. If he’s not home or at muffet’s he’s at a library. They know him by name now. He reads for a while but eventually falls asleep. The library is nice and relaxing so it happens a lot. The staff know to wake him up an hour or so later. The poor guy needs the sleep.

-weirdest ringtones for people. Like my guy. What the fuck? If asked about it he’ll simply grin.

-ducks seem to really like him. He’s been followed home from the park by a flock of ducks before. He doesn’t really care if they follow him.

-his room stays clean since Sassberry likes to raid his room when he’s on a cleaning rampage.

-has a bazillion blankets and 2 pillows. That’s it. Sassberry stays away from the tangled ball of blankets on his bed unless it’s time to wash the bedding. If it is he quickly replaces the bedding for him so Honey Bear doesn’t freak out. Not having enough blankets makes him panic, and is one of the few things that gets such a strong reaction from him.

-a blanket hog. He’s cold and generally wraps himself in a cocoon when he sleeps. He’s pretty much accepted it at this point.

-loves watching disney movies with his brother. They seem to be more for him than Blueberry though, he hasn’t quite realized that though. He loves Princess and the Frog, Brave, and Mulan best. The heroines remind him of his brother a little bit.

-very reactive to movies actually. He was sobbing at the end of Toy Story 3 and Sassberry had to hold him while he cried.

-Honey Bear owns like 50 pairs of crocs just because of Sassberry’s reaction to them.

Sassberry

-relatively very cheerful demeanor. He’s very excitable.

-not a child. Treat him as a child and he will leave the premises dead silent. A cashier checking him out had treated him that way once and he walked out of the store, leaving Honey Bear behind to pay for the groceries. He avoids that cashier at all times.

-You’re a fool if you think he’s innocent okay. You’re going to get fucking played, and will see how far he can push you. Honey Bear tries his best to get him to stop but sometimes, he’ll just let him do what he wants. This is usually with the people he doesn’t like a whole lot.

-Gets into prank wars with his brother. He’s very mischievous and so it’s a perfect way for him to let off some steam.

-always nice until provoked. Wanna say that thing about his brother again? Do it, he fucking dares you. He’s prepared to punch you in the face if you do say it again. He’s not very calm and accepting of people trashing his brother’s name. It is his ultimate pet peeve and if you insult his brother he will end all contacts with you.

-Insult him? Okay, he’s not going to take it to heart or at least try not to. Insult his outfit? He’ll insult you right back. He knows he’s adorable and you will not put him down on how he looks.

-He doesn’t tolerate people making mean remarks about other people’s appearance. He will sass them into their grave.

-Adores everything cute. He prefers a lot of women’s fashion and will often wear dresses and skirts too. He looks fucking adorable and you can fight him about this. He adores them.

-His scarf was something he’s had since he was a babybones and is his favorite thing to accessorize with.

-learned about quantum physics and philosophy so he could know what the hell his brother was talking about because holy shit. What the heck are you talking about my guy?

-After learning some of the subjects he found the multiverse theory. He seems to have a blast thinking about other versions of himself. He’s a strong believer in it. “I hope other universe me is having a good day.”

-smol bean. 5 feet tall. He loves tol people though. Short people are precious and when he first meets you where he realizes he’s taller he will get stars in his eyes.

-Tell him something weird and he will probably just roll with it. Have you met his brother? He’s a weird dork. There isn’t a too weird.

-horror is fascinating to him but he’s not a big fan of it. He’s rather casual about watching it, and he never really gets submersed in it where he’s scared.

-restless sleeper. Honey Bear and him have a lot of late night conversations when they can’t sleep.

-Sewing is one of his favorite activities. He makes a lot of things for himself and his brother. A lot of the blankets he has were made by him.

-watches some anime, he really enjoys slice of life and romcom kind of animes. Anything super cute. Magical girls are a big deal too. He watched Madoka Magica with his brother. He has never seen Honey Bear cry so hard.

-tries his hardest to be a pacifist and constantly reminds himself not to punch the people who insult his brother in the face. He has to be better than their poorly dressed ass. But it’s so hard.

-What are those horrible shoes on your feet? Crocs??? W H Y?

-Very loving and nurturing. He loves taking care of people and dotes on the people he loves.

-goes on cleaning rampages when something is bothering him.

-adores music. Music is amazing and he has started to hoard cds. He buys a lot of music from itunes as well but he adores cds too.

-his music is very very widespread and is very open to trying different genres. Once upon getting in the car Honey Bear gave him a weird look because a heavy metal cd started playing once the car turned on. He very awkwardly switched it to some light pop before explaining, “I was angry.”

-used to have a trombone but one day he a monster had rudely slapped it out of his hands because he was terrible at playing it and it was destroyed. Honey Bear and him kept searching Waterfall over the years for stuff but never found another one. He was still learning it at the time, but now he’s forgotten about all of it. He would love to try learning a different instrument though.

Swapfell

Rus

-oh such an anxious boy. He’s doing his best to go about his day but he’s so stressed.

-His brother constantly singing his praise really helps keep him together. He can do this if his brother believes in him. It’ll be okay.

-Scary tol. 6’7 without slouching. He loves small and short people they’re adorable like his brother. If you’re taller than him that’s cool too, you’re just as cool.

-Hiding in his coat forever and always he barely lets it go. It’s big and warm and was a gift from his brother a long time ago to replace his old coat that was falling apart.

-Will hold his brother’s hand if they’re in a crowd or gives him a piggy back ride. Will likely do the same for you if you’re scared of crowds.

-Cooking is amazing like holy shit are you the next gordon Ramsay or something? He has a serious talent for it.

-really likes to cook, he finds it relaxing and he feeds his brother in the process. At the very least he isn’t eating a bunch of junk food and gets a healthy meal.

-Often looks up recipes for something new to try. He’s always trying to figure out a way to make sure his brother is able to eat healthy and enjoy the food at the same time.

-He will admit he’s a bit addicted to greasy foods. He can’t help it.

-His brother is the reason he started drinking barbeque sauce. When he started learning to grill he would douse the meats in barbeque sauce and that was when he discovered his love for it. He’s happy his brother still makes it the exact same way.

-he likes science though he’s never really focused on one field and hasn’t had the time to sit down and go through it.

-What is sleep? Ha ha ha… The poor boy is so anxious he has issues sleeping. He has to check on his brother at least 5 times in the night before he’s able to settle in. he’s a worry wort.

-music really helps him calm down, classical seems to do the best. He seems to gather rather haunting melodies in his collection though, so expect to find nothing but spoopy sounds.

-he can’t handle horror movies. It’s too much. Luckily his brother is the same way so they stay away from it pretty easily.

-horror movie ads terrify him significantly. He has to mute and click on a different tab until it’s past.

-he loves his brother so much, he low key worships him but it goes both ways between the two. They genuinely adore each other.

-touch starved. Anyone up for affection he is going to take advantage of that.

-Cuddles for days. Has zipped his brother up in his hoody and carried him around all day. It was very therapeutic for the both of them.

-craves praise and compliments. Him and his brother like to have sessions where they shower each other in compliments to help ease each other’s anxieties. Rus always ends up crying and it ends in cuddles. Please love this boy.

-has crippling depression similar to Classy Bean besides his anxiety. On bad days they just have leftovers or Scaryberry cooks.

Scaryberry

-So loud. Volume control does not exist. He’s not trying to fix it, he wants to be loud.

-smolest smol. 4’5 you will likely be taller than him. Don’t mention his height it makes him angry.

-seems like he’s always angry but he’s not he’s just a very rough and aggressive person.

-is childish because he doesn’t really like being an adult. Adulting is hard. He prefers his more childish demeanor over being overly serious.

-tantrums are just a show. He only uses them to draw attention and make the person he’s angry with panic about causing a scene. He’s a drama queen and life is his stage.

-puns are something he does like. They’re clever to him, but he will cringe at the shittier ones. You can do better than that.

-Anxiety. It’s everywhere. He has social anxiety, so he doesn’t like meeting new people without his brother around. Crowds are the worst. They’re so very loud and not in the good way, there are too many voices and it’s overwhelming. He’ll go into a panic attack.

-After becoming official friends with him, he will try to test what he can get away with. If you’re a bit of a doormat or pushover he will choose not to walk all over you later and try to defend you from being pushed around by others. If you don’t let him get away with jackshit then he’s relatively happy. He thinks it’s a very good trait to have.

-constantly tries to get his brother a scarf like his because he thinks he’d look cool in them. He hasn’t picked one out yet. There are too many unworthy of his brother.

-very opinionated. He will likely get into silly arguments with you like how to eat certain foods.

-he cannot cook. He can’t boil water at all, and he’s aware of how awful his cooking is. His brother generally takes care of it though and he adores his food.

-constant praise of his brother and friends. He loves giving compliments. He wishes he got more himself. He just wants affection is that so hard to ask?

-Says the weirdest things and his brother is often found doubled over laughing from it. He’s an energetic odd ball and he loves that.

-platonic cuddles are accepted and often times he will cuddle his friends when he desires affection. He gives gentle headbutts to get their attention to demand the affection.

-His brother is amazing and strong and you will never be able to tell him otherwise.

-He’s tough! He’s strong! He can handle anything!!!... okay maybe not horror movies BUT OTHER THAN THAT… Okay dogs are kind of scary… so are dolls, they seem suspicious… He’s not scared of no thing though! Whatever it is he’s trembling don’t make him do this. Quickly give him an out.

-he adores musicals! He can’t get enough of them. He loves Heathers, Hamilton, and Sweeney Todd so far, but his all time favorite is Phantom of the Opera. You’ll often hear him humming the music from Phantom of the Opera to himself.

-can’t cook but can do barbeques. He doesn’t get it but he rolls with it. He’s a grill master. He likes he’s good at something besides cleaning. It makes him feel more useful.

-loves sweets and junky foods. Hates vegetables. Will only eat them in a certain way.

-hates cleaning but will do it because he hates a dirty house more.

-has days where his energy is relatively low and he doesn’t do anything. He’s going to binge watch every musical he has and hang out with his brother.

Horrortale

Sugarskull

-The sweetest of all the skellies. Like liquid sugar.

-Not fond of his appearance but it is what it is. He can’t really fix it, so he decides not to dwell on it too much. Though upon reaching the surface finally it starts to bother him more.

-he doesn’t like scaring people and it’s hard to understand what part of him is scary looking so he can fix it. He doesn’t need to fix anything, he’s a sweet boy through and through.

-His bones ache a lot from the abuse he’s been through from Undyne. He tries not to let it bother him but sometimes he has a bad day where the pain is worse. Seems like it can get worse because of the weather, so he tries to keep an eye on the weather channel so he can plan around it. It works pretty well.

-Got new clothes after reaching the surface so he doesn’t wear his blood stained ones anymore. He figured out that it probably was unsettling and was quick to change it. He noticed a change which made people more willing to interact with him. He was overjoyed by the small step in progress.

-His clothes have a lot of variety but he has more pastel colored clothes than anything. They make him feel warm and fuzzy looking at them, and they’re so gentle. He also has every soft sweater he could find.

-Still holds on to his old stained clothes, but keeps them folded up nicely and kept in a box in his closet. His scarf luckily wasn’t stained so he keeps it on at all times.

-has an interest in action figures and stuffed animals. Stuffed animals are super soft and the action figures are neat.

-He cried when he first was introduced to a grocery store. There was so much food.

-also how he made his first friend. The grocery store was locally owned and the woman who owned it noticed him crying. She helped him calm down before checking him out herself. She threw in some extra things she noticed him eyeing for free. The woman hadn’t heard his story but recognized someone who struggled with starvation.

-the store now knows him by name, and is sure to send him any coupons they can get a hold of, a curtsy of the owner. He feels lucky to have such a good friend, and gives him hope for making other friends.

-extremely tol bean. He’s 8 feet tall. He hopes you don’t mind him picking you up. It’s easier on him to do that so he can be eye level with you. If not he will crouch down, even if it really hurts to do so.

-he has some paranoia when it comes to night time. It’s quiet and dark. He doesn’t like it. He is quick to find a solution though to fill in the silence. He plays soft nature sounds in his room to help him go to sleep. If that doesn’t work, he goes downstairs and sleeps on the couch after turning on the tv. He needs some sort of white noise or he’ll be anxious and unable to sleep the entire night.

-nightmares aren’t uncommon. He can’t remember them when he wakes up but his panicked state always confirms with him that he’d just had a bad dream. It takes a bit to calm down, he usually makes some tea to help his nerves.

-when he learns about cooking shows he’s ecstatic. There was an entire channel about cooking????????????? His eyes just light up. He learns some neat things from the channel but overall just enjoys learning about all sorts of foods humans have. There were so many. Sometimes he cries because he realizes that he’s able to make them if he really wanted and didn’t have to scrounge for food.

-he watches a lot of tv. Just about anything that makes him curious. He would read but it’s a little harder for him to get anything across to him sometimes. He can read it just find but comprehension seems to escape him. It’s such an off and on thing he just prefers not to read so he doesn’t get overly frustrated.

-has become more optimistic again after moving onto the surface. There’s a sky, there’s food, and he has his brother. He’s grateful for these things. He knows him and his brother have room for improvement though. They would heal in time, and even if they couldn’t completely go back to the way things were before, they at least had each other for the rough days.

Axe

-it’s probably the roughest on him for the move to the surface. The only person he really trusts is his brother. Interactions with other people are awkward and strained.

-doesn’t like being asked about what happened in the underground. Will leave the conversation as fast as he can. That’s a can of worms he ain’t letting anyone open.

-pretty irritable when he’s uncomfortable. The surface is really different and it’s a lot to process for him. He stays at home mostly until he grows more comfortable to the fact of being on the surface.

-He then starts heading out with Sugarskull to slowly introduce himself to the rest of the world. It’s not so bad when he’s with his brother.

-The local grocery store is heaven, and he gets a conversation with the owner along side his brother. He was surprised she was looking out for him, and it makes things a little easier. He’s happy someone has accepted Sugarskull like this. It honestly takes a load off his mind.

-he starts exploring a little more after that. He enjoys the park a lot. Though he scares a lot of kids. There’s always a few weird ones that come talk to him and ask him nosy questions.

-Seeing the sky still kind of shakes him, like holy shit suddenly grounded. This is real. This isn’t a dream. He needs to sit down for a few hours.

-watches a lot of tv with Sugarskull. There is a lot of interesting channels and reading seems to be a lot harder for the both of them now. They’d been pretty avid readers but now books were more frustrating than anything.

-Axe still tries to read at times though. He wants to look more into science again, remember the stuff he loved about it. It’s all a hazy memory now. The books don’t help though.

-Axe remembers his love when him and his brother stargaze one night, and he feels a surge of adoration for the stars again. Oh, he’s crying shit. His brother hugs him and wipes his tears away. He’s as understanding as ever.

-Youtube is a gift from the gods. Axe is able to dive back into science because of it due to the science channels.

-he ends up watching a lot of other bullshit too. The videos vary greatly. Sometimes Sugarskull accidentally uses his channel and forgets to log off so there’s a lot of how to videos recommended to him too. He doesn’t care.

-horror movies are a no go. He’s had enough of that in real life, and doesn’t let it go anywhere near Sugarskull. That would be too much for the both of them.

-horror games are okay for him though. It feels like it’s a safe way to get out his frustrations. As long as he gets to kill things. That’s about the only kind of games he’ll be comfortable. He’s done a lot of shit but he doesn’t need any of that psychological horror shit. He’s fucked up enough as it is.

-tol bean. He’s 6 feet tall. He’s shocked to find he’s on the tall side for humans. This is different. He’s used to people being taller but now he’s tall too. This is actually a really nice feeling.

-morbid sense of humor, he really can’t help it. He’s actually funny as hell but holy shit are his jokes wrong as hell.

-cracking jokes eases his discomfort, and is able to adjust a little better hearing someone actually laugh at his jokes. You’re weird. That’s cool.

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