#i'm joking chances are you are just a person with similar taste to them

[lovesick-level-up]

hey, would you mind if i asked for a... slightly big request? its 7 moodboards in total, all with nagito as the main character and based of each of the seven deadly sins... some have a few specifications, but first I'd like to know if you're willing to do them

i'll be honest, anon, usually with something like this, i'd reject it out right. but, I think we'd genuinely enjoy doing these moodboards, so I'll make an exception.

my suggestion is, send them in seperate asks (maybe one or two moodboards per ask) and we will release them either separately or in one post. or you can send them one by one over the course of a week or two. its up to you.

get back to us when you can, and we can start working on them.

~ mod zhongli

[alittlextrathatway]

Only bought this dress so you could take it off + living room

Final part of the Football AU I started. You can find the other parts here: part one | part two | part three

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Matt's been back in practices and games for two weeks when he finally approaches Sylvie about a date. He takes her out for dinner and a concert. Their special teams coach is in a Rush cover band and tonight was their last gig until after New Years. It was important to Mouch that they show up.

Afterward, they go out to dinner at Swift and Sons.

Sylvie calls it the best dinner she'd ever had and declares before they've even had dessert that Swift and Sons is her new favorite restaurant. To say Matt feels as if the date is going well is an understatement.

The two of them seem to have the same priorities and similar tastes. She loved spending their date supporting Mouch. Since she joined the team, Sylvie and Mouch have developed a close bond. He dotes on her as if she's the daughter he never had and Sylvie enjoys listening to him tell however many stories he wants. She appreciates his humor and his wisdom.

Watching Sylvie bond with someone who's been a mentor to him his entire career means more to him than Sylvie knows.

She cherishes the people in her life to the same degree Matt always has. To him, it speaks to her character and leaves him in more awe of her than ever.

"I can't believe you've never listened to Rush," he teases, shaking his head at her after he directs his driver to take them to Sylvie's condo.

Not one to simply sit back and take it, she dishes the teasing right back. "You'll have to forgive me for not being of a certain age."

"Did you just call me old?" Matt asks, feigning outrage. "I am not old!"

"No, but you have to admit you have suspiciously old taste in music," she says, chuckling through her words.

"Because I don't listen to Taylor Swift all the time, that means I'm old?"

"I don't listen to Taylor Swift all the time."

"No, that's true. Sometimes you listen to boybands."

"Hey! There is nothing wrong with a good boyband! We would be missing out on some truly iconic songs without them," she says, playfully smacking his shoulder.

"Okay, sure."

"Oh, I will get you to take that back eventually. Mark my words, Quarterback."

The car stops indicating they've arrived. Sylvie glances out the window but doesn't reach for the door handle. She briefly bites her bottom lip and then aims a beseeching smile at him. "Would you like to come up for a cup of coffee?"

Yes. He would like that very much. "As long as there's decaf," he jokes. "Or else I'm gonna be up all night."

She laughs and rolls her eyes at him. "Maybe being up all night might be worth it, did you think of that?"

Oh, he did. More than once. "I guess there's a chance it might, yeah."

She steps out of the car first, giving him the perfect view of her dress. It's black and backless with a halter neck. The knot holding it up rests on the nape of her neck. The minute she opened the door, he imagined what would happen if that knot came undone. He has no expectation of finding out tonight. They may have known each other for weeks now, but this is still their first date. Whatever happens, happens, but he won't put unnecessary pressure on her. Not about intimacy, physical or emotional. He knows better than most that if it's not freely given then it means nothing. Trying to force someone to do what you want them to do will always drive people further apart.

Once he's out of the car, she grabs his hand and laces their fingers together. Waving at her doorman as they pass, she makes a beeline for the elevator. Within a few minutes, that pass strangely quickly, they're standing in her living room as she drops her keys on to her coffee table.

Her condo is relatively small, but extremely cozy. She's filled it with soothing colors and personal memories. It's not just a place to live, it's a home. His condo is nowhere near this comfortable. He just never knows what to do with all the space. Aside from Football, he doesn't have many good memories to put in picture frames and use for decoration.

"I like your place," he offers, glancing around with a small wistful smile.

"Yeah, right," she says with a scoff. "It's tiny compared to your penthouse."

"More expensive isn't always better," Matt tells her. "I have a lot of space but it's all empty so it doesn't do me much good."

"Well, you can come and share my space anytime you want," Sylvie offers as she crosses the living room and heads for the kitchen. She starts a pot of coffee as she continues. "Honestly, most of the time I feel pretty isolated when I'm home. Being in a new city and not knowing very many people is lonely sometimes."

"You should call me when you need some company. I have no social life," he says with a self deprecating smirk. "You won't be interrupting anything."

“If you’re waiting for me to call and I’m waiting for you to come over then no wonder we’re both still so lonely all these weeks after meeting,” she says, laughing softly.

“I don’t want to disrupt your life any more than I already have,” he explains. It’s the first time that night that either of them have referenced their recent popularity in the press. Their affection for each other made it into Page Six and ever since the public has kept an eye on them, looking for any signs of their burgeoning relationship. “So, I’m trying to let you set the pace.”

“I appreciate that,” Sylvie says, looping her arms around his shoulders. “Most guys wouldn’t even think about that. Trust me, I know.”

His hands find her waist, pulling her closer and closer until her chest rests against his. “Yeah, well, I have a feeling you’re as private as I am. I had a hard time adjusting to life in the public eye early on in my career. I’d like to make that easier for you, if I can.”

“That’s a lot of thinking for a guy who hasn’t even kissed me yet.”

His stare roams her face and he finds a playful smile on her lips and a challenging gleam in her eyes. If he’s letting her behavior be his guide, then he’s long overdue on taking them to the next level. It’s a good thing he still has time to correct himself.

“It’s been nice to have a friend, Matt,” Sylvie tells him, letting one of her hands drift into the short hairs on the back of his head. “Especially while settling in. So, thank you for that.” He tenses for a second, afraid she might be letting him down easy, but then her eyes drift down to his lips as she keeps talking. ”But I’m all settled in now and I’d like to be more than just your friend. If that’s okay with you?”

He chuckles, holding her tighter and resting his forehead against hers. “That’s more than okay with me. Honestly, I’ve been waiting for this moment from the first minute that we met.”

She looks skeptical, unsure if he’s flattering her or being truthful, but before she can ask he swoops in and slants his mouth over hers -- sealing them together. A startled noise escapes her throat, but as her lips part and the kiss intensifies it deepens into a moan. She tries to press herself closer, but they’re as close as they can possibly be while standing up. Matt backs her up toward the sofa, pressing her down onto it once the backs of her legs hit the couch.

He’s not sure what she’s feeling but he knows for certain he’s never felt kisses like these. They’re drugging and exhilarating all at once. Goosebumps raise all over his skin and he feels overheated everywhere he hands wander. He can already tell she’s going to be an addiction he’ll never be able to quit.

This is a once in a lifetime moment and he plans to commit every bit of it to memory. The textures, the tastes, the sounds -- not a bit of it will fade no matter how long he lives.

As his kisses trail down her neck, Sylvie gently pushes against his shoulder, indicating she wants his attention. When he looks up at her, she’s grinning wickedly.

“I don’t know where you see this night going or how far you want to take this, but you should know…I bought this dress with the intention of it ending up on the floor.”His fantasy of untying that delicate bow resting on the nape of her neck comes roaring back to him as he smiles slowly and crookedly. She’s already making his wildest dreams come true and he has a feeling she’ll bring many more of them to life in the future. This isn’t just any date, it’s the date. He knows in his bones that this is the last first date he’ll ever have.

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi! I would like a romantic matchup with Jojo part 7 please! (I love sbr so much, it's my favorite part), but if you think I fit better with another character that isn't from this part, that's okay!

I'm female, my pronouns are she/her and I'm heterosexual.

I really don't like Valentine so... Ew💀

I am shy, smart, a little jealousy, quiet and introverted, but when I feel confortable I become a more talkative person who likes to make jokes.

I like listening to music, watching anime, dancing, reading books, playing with my dogs, and walking around the city.I don't like noisy places, I prefer to stay in my room with Cookie (my dog) watching some series.

I definitely don't like introducing myself to new people lmao. I think my type of guy is the one who is quieter, who would respect me and always support me in all my plans

Musical taste: I like a little bit of everything, but I like listening to pop, like Harry Styles, Rihanna and etc. But I like listening to classical music when I need to relax.

My love language is physical touch, I really like to hug the one I love despite being ashamed.

I would like to mini fic, first date and wedding if you don't mind!

Thank you if you read! Please take care of your health and drink lots of water! (This even serves as a reminder to myself lol)

Hi anon!! I LITERALLY HAVE THE PERFECT MAN FOR YOU OKAY??!?! I literally cannot wait any longer, so let's jump right in!

the character I chose for you is...

JOHNNY JOESTAR!!!

you and him are so similar it's adorable

like when you both meet each other you're both really shy, but he definitely initiates the conversation and then you both get along really flippin well

he thinks you're really funny

its cute when he laughs at your jokes. like his giggles give you butterflies immediately

HE LOVES YOUR DOGS and your dogs love him it's literally so cute

they freak out whenever he comes over

he'll walk with you as best he can (unless we're thinking of the end of SBR when he is able to walk again)

he loves walks nonetheless because he will never take fresh air and a chance to exercise for granted

he will definitely cuddle up and watch TV with you and your dog it's really flippin wholesome

gyro definitely introduced you two to each other lmao

you liked johnny right off the bat because he was shy, but also super sweet and respectful of you

will 150% listen to music with you and chill

HE LOVES HUGS

needs them really

i mean come on, look how sad bubba is all the time, give him a big hug and tell him you love him and he'll love you forever

loves you with all of his heart and will support you always <3

and per your request, here are the add ons you asked for anon :)

FIRST DATE + MINI FIC (i combined them <3)

"I'm just sayin' Johnny," Gyro picked something out of his gold teeth and turned to Johnny, who had his hands in his lap, looking a little nervous. "You should already have asked her on a date."

"It't harder than you think it is, Gyro." Johnny sighed, leaning back in his wheelchair.

"Maybe for the cute little shy boy named Johnny." Gyro grabbed both of his cheeks, making them squish together. "But I really do believe you, buddy. She's pretty and I know that can be intimidating, but hear me out! She likes you. I think she does. Just ask her."

"But-"

"Ah! No buts buddy!" Gyro grabbed Johnny by the shoulders and pushed him to the place where you worked.

You smiled at Johnny as he entered the coffee shop you worked in, your dog Cookie running up to lay kisses all over his face after stepping over his paralyzed lags and onto his lap.

"Good to see you too, Cookie," Johnny giggled, pushing the dog away. "But I didn't come to see you unfortunately."

"Cookie," you laughed, snapping for your dog to come back over to you. "Come over here. Hey Johnny! Want anything to drink?"

"Uh..." he rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact. "N-Not today. I uh... Can I..." His face went bright red.

"Is everything okay, Johnny?" You finished up someone's coffee, placing it on the counter.

"Do you wanna go on a date sometime?" It flew out of his mouth so fast that you could barely understand him.

"Y-You really want to go on a date... with me?"

Johnny nodded, still trying to avoid eye contact with you.

"Of course I do, Johnny!"

His eyes finally met your smiling figure. He smiled back. "Y-Yeah! Uh... we can get dinner tonight! Or... whatever you want."

"Dinner sounds great." You smiled, Cookie standing at you arms.

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"W-Wow." Johnny blushed. "Y-You look... really pretty."

You smiled, and grabbed your dress that complimented your figure perfectly. "You really think so?"

He nodded and grabbed your hand, leading you into the restaurant.

You ended up staying there for hours, laughing and just talking. He offered to buy your meal, and you didn't decline. It didn't even feel real.

Thank god for the wingman Gyro, right?

WEDDING HEADCANONS

he would be able to walk at this point

he would be so nervous omg

and like he would be so giddy

he doesnt want anything too big especially since his dad is a dirtbag, he definitely doesnt want him there

gyro would be the flower girl/best man

well your dog is the flower girl, but gyro has it on a leash

your dog wears a suit/dress

just super small like backyard style wedding

you two would dance the night away since you can now

super romantic, gyro does bawl his eyes out

I hope you enjoyed! thank you for the kind note at the end, please stay hydrated yourself! i also love sbr with all my heart so i hope you loved it <333 thank you!!

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@tonberry-yoda

[mymarifae]

I think it's really cool you like hsr the way you do. I like queuing the fanart despite the fact I don't play the game and won't because 1 I have 5 gacha games I'm playing and 2 genshin dude. My computer prolly couldn't handle it because of genshin

But it sounds fun and interesting and if I did get into it, that would be because of the women and fighting system

Also i know nothing about Stelle but I LOVE the way you talk about her it's so cool so now I kinda like Stelle. I just love your blog tbh

Um. Yeah. Have a good day I wish you luck on future gacha and getting your moots into the game 👍

i'm having WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY more fun with hsr than i ever did with genshin (though i'm considering giving it a second chance solely for gaming. he's everything i like in a character, so...). it's like, a combination of preferring the combat system and just not being able to connect to the traveler

i'm not fond of the "silent nameless player insert" protagonist archetype. genshin leaned way too heavily into this for my tastes. the traveler was kind of a nothingburger. and it felt like they weren't very connected to the world and the people they were meeting - they just wanted to find their missing sibling and then fuck off. at least that's what i got from what i managed to play through 🤷🏾‍♀️

the trailblazer is... similar. to a certain degree. despite giving the player a pretty wide assortment of choices and like giving them the option to name stelle(or caelus I GUESS) whatever they want . stelle's personality is VERY strong. she's a fucking weirdo. she's chaotic and goofy and awkward. she likes making bad jokes. she's obsessed with digging through trash cans and trying to eat things she's not supposed to. she's canonically extremely charming despite (or Because Of) her eccentricities and she appeals to The Ladies most of all. and! she really, really, REALLY loves everyone around her. her heart is HUGE and she's so attached to her new little family and she's always expanding it. always adopting people. so like, i'm MUUUUUUUCH more invested in her journey. you get me?

i really love her :') she's such an awesome character. the protagonist archetype she's forced into limits her potential in some ways, but it's nothing i can't rewrite in my head. and! something i've noticed as hsr goes on: she been getting more and more unique spoken dialogue that the player doesn't dictate. and we get more insight to her thoughts and the way she processes all the things that happen to/around her. more glimpses of emotions that are HERS. like, her reaction to firefly's death (?). she was freaking out in the immediate aftermath - and she's usually pretty stone-faced and collected (on the surface) - and if you return to firefly's secret spot, the dreampass updates with an entry expressing more of her grief and her fury at the unfairness of it all . just UGH it's so cool to see even more of her already strong personality shining through despite certain narrative constraints. also she's the prettiest

[chuthulhu-reads]

[ID: The covers of two Christopher Brookmyre books, The Sacred Art of Stealing and A Snowball In Hell. End ID.]

One of these days I need to get A Big Boy Did It And Ran Away so I can reread the whole trilogy together, but when I first started buying my own I got these two quickly because I adore Angelique de Xavia and I ESPECIALLY adore her relationship with the artistic thief Zal Innez (if you were as obsessed with the Kaitou Kid as I was as a teenager, he's an easy character to love :v). Much like Discworld books, I often find new jokes to laugh at and themes to think about when rereading Brookmyre books, and this time I wound up thinking a lot about Angelique and Zal's exchanges about belonging. They both have complicated relationships with Scottishness; Angelique is the Glaswegian-born daughter of Ugandan refugees, "the only brown face in a sea of white" as she describes her position at school, at Rangers games, and in the police force. She's extremely Glaswegian in her outlook, humour and defiant bullets-bounce-off attitude, and yet often feels unentitled to Scottishness, which makes her wave her Rangers scarf all the more defiantly. Zal, meanwhile, was born in the US to a Scottish emigrant father who so loved and missed his hometown that he threw a massive party for a Rangers victory that none of his neighbours understood (but attended anyway because hey, free barbeque!), and almost idealizes Glasgow, describing it at one point as "a theme park to his father's memory". They're both coming at the same city from very different perspectives, but at the same time they both feel both belonging and not-belonging to Scotland and Scottishness, and learning to navigate that feeling of belonging/not-belonging in different areas of their lives is one of the things they first bond over while being on opposite sides of a bank robbery investigation. Both also spend a lot of time dealing with whiny, entitled, glory-thieving little shits in both the police and criminal worlds, share artistic tastes, and have similar senses of justice, which helps you really buy the quick, intense connection that forms between them (which is probably helped along by how incredibly horny they are for each other, emotionally and physically)

The robbery itself, in The Sacred Art of Stealing, is so much goddamn fun that I'm SEVERELY mad that there isn't already a film of this book, though possibly any chance of that happening is undermined by the fact that a large amount of plot in the second half revolves around a deliberately provocative statue of a man sucking his own willy. There's also the major character with multiple internal monologues about how much he loves the economic and social simplicity of paying for a blowjob, which you could easily cut out of a filmed adaptation, but damned if they aren't funny as fuck most of the time. I feel like they'd wind up cutting a lot of the banter between Zal and his buddies Leo, Jerome and Karl, too, which would be just such a goddamn shame.

"I'm not touching him. If anyone helps him, it should be Jerome. He's the expert at putting hands on pricks." "It's a shame your sister ain't here, Leo. I don't know if she's much of a nurse, but it'd probably make him feel better to be in the company of someone who goes down faster than he just did." And so on.

(They are best friends and would die for each other.)

There might be a slightly better chance for A Snowball In Hell, though I feel like you really do need to read the first two parts of the Angel X trilogy first to well establish Angelique, Zal, and the terrorist Simon Darcourt, who is so far up himself that he's brushing his teeth from the inside. It's a frankly much-needed evisceration of British media behaviour via the very non-metaphorical evisceration of fictional British media personalities and is arguably one of the gorier books Brookmyre's written, though he's pretty talented at describing gore by not describing it in a way that gives your imagination a lot to work with. (There's a scene involving Darcourt putting some arms industry execs up close and personal with their own hardware that's honestly pretty satisfying and probably impossible to put onscreen without being ludicrously gory, but is very entertainingly described.)

It's such a delight to read the sections about Zal working with the aging, arthritic magician Dan Morrit, helping him revive his show and Zal really loving what he's doing for the first time in his life. If you like stage magic, you'll love Zal; If you like hypercompetent wee wimmin who are better than literally everyone they talk to learning to process Emotions and start wanting things because they make her happy instead of just to spite others, you're gonna love Angelique. Please god will more people read these books and yell about them with me

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Come With Me

Culinary major! Soobin x food vlogger! reader; just some teeth rotting fluff

Word Count: 3.35k words

Mellow speaks: So I finally completed this long overdue and super fun request!!! Honestly, writing this was just so amazing, and I kinda drew Y/N based on my own self, so I hope you enjoy reading it!!

Rushing into his apartment, Soobin didn't waste a single minute in discarding his bag on the floor, rushing towards his laptop and turning it on. As the screen booted, the final-year culinary major prayed to the gods for the livestream to not have started yet. The winner of the contest from last month was to be announced at the beginning of the stream, and even though Soobin didn't have any hopes of him winning, he couldn't help the tiny voice at the back of his head saying, "What if?."

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a voice, sweet and velvety as always. There you were, on his screen, the biggest of smiles plastered on your face, making him feel warm all over. Y/N L/N, his favorite food vlogger in the world, ready to start another livestream. Soobin had always been more of a silent supporter, his introverted self being too shy to even post a comment under any of your videos, partly because you had a habit of replying to as many of those comments as possible, and he knew for a fact that he would combust on the spot if you were to ever reply to his praises of you.

You see, he greatly admired your love for food and your wanderlust. He was also a great fan of the way you spoke, and the way you articulated your ideas and thoughts. Truth be told, he genuinely liked you, and not just your voyager self. Watching your videos over the years, he had found himself developing a small crush on you, knowing full well that it was probably just him being starstruck. So, gathering all the bravery he had, the boy had finally pressed "Send" on the application form for the competition on the last day, after contemplating it for God knows how long.

There had been only one question on the form, asking respondents to describe what food meant to them. A smile had graced Soobin's lips as you answered it, pouring in his most sincere thoughts on everything culinary. What had pushed him to participate, you ask? It had been the prize, of course. A chance to hang out with none other than you yourself, through a one-on-one video call. He had always wanted to see you in person, to tell you how much your vlogs meant to him. How they had helped discover his own love for food, had helped him find his happiness in the kitchen.

And that had brought him to right now, biting on his fingernails as he listened to your regular introduction, one that he knew by heart and repeated after you, subconsciously. "Hey my food-holics! How are all of you doing today? Hale and hearty, I hope!," you said, following up quickly with a brief overview of the contest, before announcing the winner, as Soobin waited with bated breath. "All your answers were amazing, and I could relate to so many of them! It really sucks that we can only have one winner, since you're all winners to me!," you smiled, and he caught himself copying your expression. "So now, the winner of the contest, and the person who gets to be my new friend, is @aglio_olive!!," you exclaimed, clapping your hands as your eyes crinkled up in joy.

The fact that you had just announced him as the winner of registered belatedly, as Soobin was busy gushing over how adorable you had looked while clapping. He felt his mouth drop open, finding it hard to focus on what you said next. "I'll be contacting you via email shortly," you had said, and that was all it took for the rest of the livestream to go by in a blur for him, as he waited for your mail, checking and re-checking his inbox every two minutes. But it wasn't until the next day that he finally received what he had been peeling his eyes out for. An email from your official account (or that's what he figured), informing him that the meeting would take place on the coming Saturday, at 6:00 pm. Now all he had to do was wait three days, but it was easier said than done.

By the time Saturday rolled around, Soobin was equal parts bubbling with excitement and panicking with nerves. Reluctant to trust his own fashion choices, he had called over his best friend, Yeonjun, hoping to get some much needed guidance. "Should I wear this suit? Or will simple tracks be better?," he had asked, making the older boy shake his head as he patted him on the back. "My friend, Y/N's neither your professor, nor your friend. You're meeting them for the first time, so why don't you just wear something comfortable, that would make them feel at ease too?," he smirks, throwing a plain blue hoodie his way.

As the clock struck 6:00, Soobin found himself seated at his study table, ready to start the meeting. He had even prepared cue cards to help him if he got stuck, and they were propped conveniently next to the laptop. He reached out for them, but just at that moment, his screen came alive with someone waving at him with a smile on their face. Awestruck, he simply waved back, too tongue-tied to say anything. "Wow," he thought to himself, "They look so much better without makeup." A couple seconds later, a new kind of panic set in. "Am I staring too hard? Is it creepy? Should I look down? No but I need to keep eye contact!"

Little did he know, you were having similar, if not identical thoughts. "Wow, no one told me he was gonna be this cute. Blue suits him so well! I'm no staring, am I? Should I speak first? Or should I wait for him to say something?" This finally resulted in the both of you speaking at the same time, something you would later smile about. Because saying "How are you? I'm Soobin," and "I'm Y/N! How are you?," helped you crack into laughter, breaking the ice and easing the awkwardness. Once you had gotten past the niceties, it was time to get to know each other better. The cue cards lay unused, as Soobin just spoke about whatever came to mind, praising your vlogs and thanking you for teaching him more about cuisines. You, on the other hand, took the time to get to know him better, asking him questions about what it was like to study culinary science, something you had never gotten the chance to do.

The hour-long virtual meeting flew by in the blink of an eye, or so it seemed to the both of you. Talking to you, Soobin didn't once feel that you were a stranger or that he was just a fan. You seemed like a genuine and warm person to him that he couldn't help but admire you even more than he did before. To him, somewhere during the meeting, you stopped seeming like a famous vlogger anymore, and instead, all he saw you as was a friend. You, on the other hand, had made up your mind about him being the most interesting person you had ever met, and couldn't stop a sad sigh from escaping your lips as you looked at the time. "Well, Soobin. It's been a pleasure meeting you," you had said, making him smile wistfully.

The moment he had logged out of the meeting, he found himself missing you. He thought back on how nice you had been, smiling when he pictured your face, your hair slightly messy but not too unkempt, an oversized hoodie thrown over your body. To him, it had honestly felt like he was conversing with a friend, and he couldn't bring himself to let such an amazing person walk out of his life. So, without thinking, he began typing out an email to your account, his finger hovering just above the "Send" button. He stopped short though, realizing that your official account wasn't meant for personal mails, and realizing that he had no other means to contact you. Pouting, he fell face-first onto the bed, his energy going down all of a sudden.

He woke up to a "ping," indicating an email on his phone. Unlocking it, he noticed a mail from an account he had never contacted before. Clueless, he clicked on it, the phone nearly falling out of his hand as he read through it. It had been you, after all, reaching out to him through your personal account, and telling him that you had loved talking to him, and would like to be his friend. And thus began the most beautiful friendship either of you had ever forged, full of memories even though you hadn't met each other.

Late night video chats and good morning calls became a ritual, and Soobin found himself busily typing away on his phone every free second he got. You told him all about your escapades and trips, sending him photos and urging him to try cooking whatever you ate and whatever you liked. He, on the other hand, would teach you to cook, sending you tips and giving you suggestions on what to eat. Food was an intergalactic part of the relation you shared, but it was far from being the only thing.

When things got hard for him, you were there to push him towards his dream, reminding him day in and day out that he would have to give in his all to achieve it. "You'll be the greatest chef one day, Soob," you'd giggle, causing him to let out a whine as he said, "How would you know? You haven't even tasted my cooking yet!" He too, was there to provide you a taste of what it felt like to be grounded to one place, to have everything you wanted right next to you. He was there for you to cry to when someone posted a nasty comment under you video, and he was there to virtually feed you when you missed a home-cooked meal. Inside jokes became a thing, as did bitching about classmates and complaining about managers.

Over time, your friendship started blossoming into something more, as Soobin found himself catching feelings, real feelings, for you. The way you smiled, the way you would bite your nails just like him as you went through what people had to say about your videos, the way you cracked stupid jokes and laughed at them alone, he found himself loving them all. He had given his heart out to you, and he didn't want to take it back. You, meanwhile, had been a bit more careful of your feelings, wary of harboring any hopes for a long-distance relationship. But over time, you too, found yourself drowning into the oceans that were his eyes, watching the way his lips moved through the screen, imagining them on yours. Over time, you too, felt your feelings grow, but being your stubborn self, you didn't act on them.

Days turned into months, and soon enough, you were keeping Soobin company through his late night study sessions, talking to him in the hopes of keeping him awake. Helping him prepare flashcards, and letting him teach you a full four-course meal so that he could practice for his practical exams. "What are you gonna do once you graduate?," became a regular question you posed towards him, and every time, it was the same reply. "I don't know yet, Y/N. I want to do something like you. I want to travel the world and learn about different cuisines first-hand."

As Soobin's exams drew nearer, you found yourself bring just as worried as he was, worried about how he'd fare in the examinations, worried about what he'll do when he gets his degree. But keeping your concerns aside, you did your best to push him to do his best, study that last chapter, practice that last technique, memorize that last recipe. "I just wanna sleep, Y/N," he'd whine, only to have you let out a giggle at how adorable he looked. "It's for your own good, bub," you'd reply, your smile somehow managing to give him the strength to put in just a little extra effort.

Seeing him work so hard, you couldn't help but want to give him a surprise by congratulating him in person when he graduated. So, you decided to plan a trip to Seoul, shooting a film vlog just an excuse to finally meet your closest friend, and the person you had a crush on. You had initially wanred to keep the plan a secret, but soon realized what a waste it would be to not use it to your advantage. And so started your ingenious way of getting Soobin to hit the books. "I'm coming to Seoul after your exams, but I'll meet you only if you put in all your effort," you'd tell him, repeating it like a mantra day in and day out.

In response, the boy would pout and whine about how he "hated" you, but started putting in double the effort, just to make you proud. Your tactic seemed to work, but Soobin was still nervous. Nor about the theory, but about the practical exams. "What if I don't do well on the exam? It happens all the time on Masterchef," he said one day, looking into your eyes as you attempted to calm him down. "I know you'll nail it, Binnie," you replied, smiling at him through the screen. "Just think about what makes you happy while you cook, and you'll be good to go." As if on a whim, Soobin muttered out a soft, "You," causing your breath to hitch as you asked him to repeat. "You make me happy," he said again, looking down as he felt his cheeks growing warm. You couldn't help but smile at his sudden confession, sending a virtual kiss his way. "Now go study, you idiot," you giggled, proceeding to tell him about your day as he pored over his books.

The day of his practical exam rolled by, and as you had said, Soobin decided to cook while thinking of something that made him happy. He thought back on the day when you had told him about a delicacy from a city you had visited, and had convinced him to teach you how to make it. The memory alone made a smile appear on his lips, reminding him of how happy the two of you were. And so, that's what he cooked, passing his exam with flying colors. He was so happy he could have kissed you if you were there, and he told you that, causing a laugh to escape your lips. "I'll be there soon," was all you said, fighting to control your excitement.

Soobin passed with flying colors, earning his degree fair and square. And the one person he wanted to thank for it, was you. As you had promised him, a week later found you roaming the streets of Seoul, as you hurriedly made your way towards his college, ready to finally meet him at his convocation. Climbing up the stage to accept his degree, his eyes were busy scanning the crowds, eager to see your face. When he couldn't find you, however, he felt his smile falter, as he took in a gulp.

"Where are you Y/N?," he thought to himself, hand itching to check his phone that was lying in his back pocket. You had told him you'd be here on time, so then, where were you? Just as he feels himself falling deeper into his thoughts, he (like everyone else in the hall) hears footsteps running down the corridor, finally revealing you standing at the entrance, out of breath and with a huge smile stretching across your face. "You're here," he mouthed, his smile matching yours, as you replied with a simple nod and a "Congratulations," your eyes brimming with tears of joy for the boy.

Accepting his degree, Soobin walked off the stage to sit with his classmates, eyes meeting yours every so often as he tried to fight the urge to rush to you and hug you. Once the ceremony ended, neither of you wasted a second in finding each other, throwing yourselves into a hug long overdue. It didn't feel weird as you snuggled your face into his convocation robe, and it didn't feel weird as he did the same into your hair. Pulling away, you just couldn't hide the smiles that threatened to take over your entire face, taking each other's hand as Soobin left you to his parents. "Mom, Dad, this is my friend Y/N," he introduced, and his mom didn't miss the spark in her son's eyes as he looked at you.

Once you were done with the niceties, the two of you made your way out into the city once Soobin had handed his robe over to his mom. Walking the streets with him, with you cracking jokes and him pointing out tourist sights to you, you felt something you had never felt, no matter how many cities you visited. A sense of comfort, a sense of belonging. You felt like you were home for the first time in ages, and it was all because of the guy walking next to you. As if on a whim, you whipped out your video-camera, switching it on and turning it to yourself. Soobin belatedly realized what you were doing, when he heard you recite you introduction. Looking at you in shock, he felt his mouth fall open as he heard you say the words, "Friend," "Soobin," "Featuring," "Guide," in quick succession, piecing the sentence together in his brain.

"Y/N! What are you doing??," he whined, looking down to hide his face. "Awww Soobinnie is shy!!! Sorry guys, it's his first time," you cooed, a giggle escaping your lips as you turned your camera off, trying to convince him to feature in your vlog. "But I won't know what to say!!," he retorted, making you snicker. "Just take me out to eat somewhere tell, and tell the camera why you like the place you like and the food you like. It's not that hard!," you replied, and after much convincing (and some borderline begging), he finally agreed.

He showed you all his favorite eateries and restaurants, gawking at the insane discounts you got him, and just enjoying watching you eat in person, sharing his food. By the time evening rolled out, the two of you were full to your throats, looking out over the river from the bridge. "Thank you Y/N," Soobin said, turning to look at you. "For today, and for everyday. For being there for me, and for being the best friend I have ever had, and more." "Thank you too, Soob," you replied, your eyes stinging as you looked up at him. "Thank you for making me feel at home. Thank you for becoming my home." You hadn't noticed just how close your faces had become, both of you having leaned in subconsciously. Finally, Soobin closed the gap, your lips meeting his in a kiss that's full of the pent-up love and emotions.

His lips were soft against yours, molding with yours like two pieces of the same puzzle. Pulling away, a smile graced your lips as you looked up at him shyly, whispering an "I like you," causing him to repeat your words and adding a "too," cheeks rising up in a smile. Biting you bottom lip, you say, "Come with me," making him tilt his head in confusion. "You said you wanted to be like me. To learn about cuisines first-hand. Then come with me. I don't want to be away from you, I want to be with you 24/7, and not virtually. I want to talk to you in person, to hug you, to kiss you." You notice his smile growing wider, and so you ask, "So, what do you say?," as he replies by placing his lips back on yours.

[residentevil-simp]

I'd love an RE mashup (maybe 1 for just RE8 & 1 for all 8). I don't give out my name or exact age for privacy reasons but I'm 20+. 4'11. She/her. Aro(maybe bi)/Ace. I love writing, reading, watercolor painting and listening to music mostly metal--symphonic and folk, opera, goth rock, & witch house. I'm a daydreamer which leads to absent mindedness. I don't take very many things seriously & have a dark sense of humor. I'm very stubborn & picky. I am a creature of habit. I really love bats. (1/2)

(2/2) I try to be open minded and approachable. But also I'm pretty impulsive. I prefer to be by myself and I'm very socially awkward. But people tell me that I'm really good at talking to people??? And people just talk to me and I let it happen lol. Love me some memes. I can't tell if I'm an optimist or a pessimist tbh. I'm a go with the flow kind of person. Goth™, edgelord, probably kinda cringe tbh.

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Of course! I hope you like it <3

For your RE8 matchup I went with...

Lady Dimitrescu!

Your openminded and approachable nature is a breath of fresh air among a castle filled with vampires. Lady Dimitrescu certainly is grateful for how approachable you are. After a mind-numbingly boring meeting with the other lords and Mother Miranda, Dimitrescu will rant to you about it, and though you may think you're a bit socially awkward, she's just happy you're there to listen.

Dimitrescu definitely took an interest in you very quickly. Being a creature of habit, much like yourself, Dimitrescu was hesitant about some of the new experiences you may bring. She was especially reluctant to listen to your music taste. It's not that she doesn't care about your interests; Dimitrescu just has a very... particular music taste. If you put on some opera however, you might just catch her humming along, even if she denies it.

Since you love reading as well, Dimitrescu will make sure the library constantly is stocked with new books. Dimitrescu will also pick out books that she think will suit your interest. Dimitrescu loves your watercolour paintings. No matter how big or small they are, she's displaying them on the castle walls in a signature gold frame.

The both of you have similar personalities, so you can get along rather well. Since you're both stubborn, there are times where you can't see eye to eye. (Literally can't see eye to eye since she's like 5ft taller than you too). However, you're able to overcome any disagreements rather quickly.

Now, as for your other RE matchup, I chose...

Leon S. Kennedy!

Ok, now hear me out on this one...

You and Leon are quite different people, but you do actually have some similarities. They say opposites attract and this is definitely the case with you two.

Leon is charismatic and extroverted while you're more introverted. if there's ever a time where you're feeling socially awkward, Leon has no problem taking over the conversation to help alleviate any tension.

Neither of you take things very seriously, always cracking jokes even in a rather dim situation. He definitely loves your music taste too. Leon will 100% blast your playlists in the car while he drives. While Leon doesn't really read much, and especially doesn't paint, he loves seeing you enjoy your hobbies. Any paintings you make will be hung up on the fridge whether you like it or not.

Leon is close to 6ft tall so expect him to use you as an arm rest at every chance he gets. He also gives you height-related nicknames.

Pipsqueak. Shorty. Ankle biter. Shortcake.

There's too many nicknames to even count. He never means them maliciously though, he just likes to joke around with you.

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big brother to the rescue.

BEN MILLER

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“C’mon, little brother. She’s been looking at you the whole night”. Will says palming his back, after catching him distracted for the third time.

“Go, before I do”. Frankie challenges him with a petty smile, knowing it’s going to be enough to force the boxer to take the step.

Taking a deep, deep breath, finding in that gesture the encouragement he needs, Benny goes straight to you, waiting for the bartender to serve you another beer.

At first, you don’t notice his presence, until the unknown guy stops by your side leaning too over the bar. You two cross your gazes, sharing a soft smile that makes your knees tremble. The blonde looks really good, but for some reason, you have the feeling that he could be an idiot, so when he throws at you one of those horrible pickup lines, you can’t help but roll your eyes.

“I’m gonna give you advice. Don’t hit a girl like that”. You just reply with a chuckle, referring to his words.

“I’m more into hitting men”.

For a second, where you were about to leave with your drink, you squint at him having a sip and trying to understand the meaning of his affirmation.

“I box, professionally”.

“Oh…” You nod your chin, puckering your lips, showing him that this fact doesn’t impress him at all. “Congrats. Good luck in your next fight”.

Not giving him the chance to continue the talk, you come back to your table under the attentive looks of your friends, who are laughing at the poor guy and the gesture on his face. His brothers, on the other hand, have slapped their faces whilst shaking their heads disappointed. As soon as Benny joins him, Santi slaps the back of his neck, causing him to choke in his beer.

“There must be something wrong with my eyes, ’cause I can’t take them off you? Really, Benny? Really?”

The guys are laughing when Pope repeats his sentence, as Will puts an arm over his shoulders. “You’re lucky to have me… Big brother to the rescue”.

Anna nudges you, making you turn on your stool to watch a second guy walking towards you, very secure of himself. The only thing you wanted tonight was to have fun with your friends and seems it’s not going to be an option. Crossing a leg over the other and nailing an elbow on the table, resting your chin on your palm, you force a smirk when he offers you a kind smile.

“Good nights, ladies, sorry to interrupt. William, a pleasure”.

The man holds your free hand without asking for it to stretch it. Firmly. Like only a soldier would do —as your father does. He turns for a second to his friends, laying his oceanic and hypnotic eyes on you with a charming and funny grimace on his face.

“Sorry ‘bout my brother, you know... too many punches”. He has captivated your friends, who are gasping for him and the honeyed tone he’s using, covered by a raspy voice. “He has watched you looking at him and he was nervous, but he’s not a bad guy. Just a little asshole. But he’s worth it, believe me”.

“Okay”. You reply slowly, raising an eyebrow earning your attention little by little.

“He has begged me to not come, but I think you’re too smart to not have a date with him”.

“Your brother was right, you didn’t have to come. And you’re wrong, more or less. I’m very smart, but having a date with him doesn’t seem a very intelligent idea”.

“Got it. But he’ll be waiting for you at seven in Kaleo’s, tomorrow night”. A negative it’s not an option to the soldier, showing you his perfect white teeth in a huge smile clapping his hands before leaving. “Good night, ladies. Have a good time”.

Since last night, you've been debating with your friends if you should go to the date just to prove both men were wrong. Lucy would call you crying if you text her in case the guy is another idiot.

The first test is to see if he'd wait for you, arriving thirty minutes later than the hour William told you. Your heart can't help but race a little when you find the blonde boxer sitting on the hood of a black Mustang, in front of the restaurant. Wearing a white t-shirt and black jeans, he has both legs crossed and his hands laced over his lap. Head bowed down and a sigh escaping his lips as he checks the clock on his wrist. Poor guy, he's thinking you are not going to come.

You send a picture of him to the chat group where your friends are asking you if he's still there and, in less than a second, you receive a bunch of heart emojis from all of them. Keeping your phone in a pocket, as you tuck in your hands too, you begin to walk towards him. Step by step. Taking your time with a soft smirk curving your lips as you come closer and closer. Watching him texting someone too, you roll your eyes, imagining it's to some random chick to hang out with, due you have stood him up. Until you're almost leaning above his shoulder and you see he's texting his brother —who is very interested in knowing if you're there or not. You melt as he replies: “amma wait another thirty minutes, maybe there's traffic”.

“You can say to your brother I'm here”. You whisper into his ear, taking him by surprise and causing the boxer to jump off from the hood.

“Oh, fuck. You scared the shit outta m— Where you readin' my phone?”

“Nah, I've some witch in me”. You lie terrible, feeling goosebumps on your arms when his gesture changes suddenly.

A grin like a Cheshire cat decorates his face, offering you his phone as he pressed the small microphone in the bottom right corner.

“Hey, big brother, I came. I hope you weren't wrong”.

“I'm Ben, by the way”. He introduces himself as keeping his phone in a pocket, to offer you his right hand.

“(Y/N)”. You stretch it then, feeling a little nervous at his touch.

“So, this is the plan. We have a beer, and if you think I'm a freak, you can run away before dinner. No questions, no explanations. You just… leave”.

God, that's really sweet. He's nervous too and you can see in his blue eyes how scared he is if you really decide to disappear.

“Deal”. You accept, tilting your head to the restaurant.

A couple of minutes later Ben is sitting in front of you and the first thing that captivates your attention is the fact that he doesn't put his phone on the table. Living in the technology era, everybody keeps an eye on their devices. Constantly. But he's not like everybody. He wants to talk. Know about you. What you do in your free time, what you do for a living, what unveils you at night… And you talk for hours.

Ben tells you what pushed him to be in the army, why he decided to dedicate his life to boxing and he also jokes about how you could fix him up after his fighting. Something like a plan of the future. Together. As friends —as he points out to not make you feel uncomfortable, thinking that he is forcing you to have a relationship. You also discover that your taste in music and movies are very similar, just like your hobbies. And that makes you think about the fact that William will tell you “I wasn't wrong”.

The boxer gladly takes you home, not stopping your chat even when one of the two of you doesn't know what to say, Benny has shown you in some way he enjoys too much the sound of your voice though —how it goes a little higher when you're excited about something, how your throat vibrates when you laugh. And he's falling in love with the disgusted tic that wrinkles your nose when you don't like something, in a funny gesture.

You would die for staying together a little more, but you have obligations to attend tomorrow and your friends haven't ceased sending your texts asking you how it's going. As Ben stops his car next to your house, you sigh not knowing what to do —if just say bye, thank you, ask for his number, kiss him? Yes, you'd like to kiss him right now, but what does it say about you? Should you wait until the second date?

“Got a fight tomorrow night if you're free”. His proposition pushes you back to reality, turning at him on your seat while resting a shoulder against it. “You can invite your friends, mine will be there”.

“Your brother too?” You ask giggling, noticing the change on his grimace to somewhat underwhelmed because of your interest.

“Yeah, he will come”. Ben mumbles pressing his lips after nodding briefly.

“Ugh… Is he the kind of person who has fun saying I told you?”

Ben's gesture suddenly changes again. The shine in his blue deep eyes reappears and you provoke him a strong laugh when you furrow your nose like he literally adores.

“You've had a good night then?”

“Yes”. You don't hesitate to respond, leaning towards him to press your lips on his cheek with a loud kiss.

“See? He told you”. Ben can't help but make fun of you, earning a soft punch to his shoulder that makes him laugh one more time. “It's in the Holou gym, at seven”.

“Okay, I'll not forget it”. You reply, taking your phone and setting an alarm an hour before starting to have time to get ready. “Good night, Ben”.

“Good night, (Y/N)”.

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[sery-chan-13]

Hi, welcome to... whatever this is.

Keep Talking

Last Boss/Takatora Samura × Reader

Warnings: Swearing, people tell you to shut up and are generally rude. As always, feel free to tell me if I missed any

"And then I went in and-''

"You're talking to much. Be quiet."

"There was a really long climb-"

"Do you ever shut up?"

"Oh! And there was a really pretty-"

"I stopped listening like... the second you started talking. Shut the fuck up for once."

You had only smiled and nodded, walking away from the people you called friends. You were just excited to talk to them about what had happened throughout the day. Of course, you weren't meaning to annoy your 'friends'. You were simply just a person with too much on their mind.

You couldn't sleep as you had a meeting in a little bit, so you decided to just start heading down. You put on a smile so no one thought anything was actually wrong, and started walking towards the meeting room. The last thing you wanted was for people to feel bad for you.

You stared off as you were walking, staying aware of everyone around you. There was really no one memorable around the Beach. Everyone was mostly all the same. Worker ants for the king of the Beach. Go out, risk your life, bring back cards. It was a constant loop. All the people were dressed the same, clad in bathing suits, and some even less than that. You liked the energetic things at the Beach though. Well, the music. That was one of the things Hatter had tastes on in your opinion. The only two people you could think of other than Hatter who were interesting and different were Last Boss and Niragi. But, you also valued your life enough to stay away from them. Although, your position as an executive member didn't work out for that.

Of course, Last Boss had noticed. He always saw you stare curiously, eyes tracing over his body as if to make sure he was real. At first he was weirded out, but then realized be had a hibit of staring at you. Maybe it was the way you would talk excitedly about any topic. But he also noticed the short moments before you put on a fake smile for your so called friends. He didn't hear what they would say, but he could tell it bothered you. Observance was something he was quite good at. Although, that being said, it didn't matter how much you stared, he could see the way you avoided him. As if you were scared of talking to him. Which, in his mind was very much understandable, but also made him question you more.

You pushed open the grand doors that lead into the meeting room, to see that there was only one other person there. One of the people you tried to avoid, yet couldn't help but be drawn to. "Hi Last Boss," you greeted, sitting down in a chair, looking down at the table. You never knew his real name, and he probably would never tell you, but you very much doubted that was his real name. You heard him say something back, and looked up. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that. What did you say?" You asked. 'Is she mocking me or did she genuinely not hear me?' He thought to himself. He shook his head, repeating his words, "I said hello. I was just responding to your words."

You nodded, an awkward silence taking up the room. There was also a feeling of tension in the air, as if he wanted to aproach you as much as you wanted to aproach him. You groaned internally, knowing making small talk would be the only way to break this feeling. "I guess we're both quite early, no? How are you today?" You asked, trying to break the silence. "I'm ok. Not dead, so that's a good thing, I guess," he responded. It made you laugh. The sound of your laughter filled the empty quiet, and you decided to sit closer by him. You stood from the seat you had taken at the end of the table, walking over and sitting in the seat next to him.

Your laughter confused him. He wasn't trying to be funny, he just said whatever he was thinking. "You're funny. I always used to think you were kind of scary, but interesting. Like where you learned how to use your katana, how you decided on those tattoos and all. What you did bac-" you rambled, stopping yourself, remembering what other had told you. You didn't want to bore him, or talk to much. You might actually have a chance to be friends with someone. "Why did you stop? You were talking, weren't you?" He questioned. Your eyes widened. "You want me to keep talking? Um... anything you want to hear about?" You asked, smiling widely. "About yourself?" He said. This was a test of sorts for him. Would you be a total narcissist and go on and on about yourself, or would you say a little bit and move on? "Well, let's see... My name is (L/N) (Y/N), I used to be a librarian... I love books, and could talk for hours on end about any topic except myself. That's about it for me... I'm not very interesting, " you responded bashfully. You passed the test. You didn't go dragging out the conversation about yourself.

"A librarian huh? What kind of books do you like?" He asked. Your eyes lit up. "I love all kinds of books. Fantasy, non-fiction, historical books. Any book you put in front of me, I will enjoy. Books and articles where people talked about their passions and went on about them were my favorites. I love hearing about people talking about their passions, their goals, their dreams, their favorite person. I would love to listen to someone ramble for hours about whatever nonsense they could come up with. Especially if it's something they hide from others. I would love to hear about every nerdy or geeky thing they wanted to talk about. Talk to me about that period in history, talk to me about your idol, talk to me about science, mountains, oceans. I don't care, as long as long as it's something they care about, I'll listen," you said, finishing off your rant. Your eyes widened, realizing you'd rambled. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to go off on that so long," you apologized. "No... it's fine. What about your favorite book?" He asked. If you could go off that long talking about just anything, you would definitely be entertaining. He wondered if what you had said was true. Would you really listen to anyone talk about any topic?

"My favorite book? I don't have one... I've read so many, and enjoyed them far to much to pick a favorite. Every book is different from each other as humans are. Of course, they can have similar concepts, but no two books are exactly the same. I love all books. Now, my favorite genre would have to be fantasy or fiction. Everything I read one of them, I feel I'm transported from my regular boring life, into a world of excitement. A world that serves as an escape. I guess that's why I read as well... to escape. Say, do you enjoy books? Or do you not particularly like reading? Or do you prefer writing? I've always wondered what it's like to be a writer, in control of what they write. Of their own little magical escape. A place of their own making. Did you ever wonder what would happen if you died without anyone having a memory of- sorry, I've done it again, I really do-" you rambled, stopping yourself again, before getting interrupted. "Keep talking. I like hearing you talk," he interrupted. You laughed, shaking your head. "Very funny. No one likes me talking. Don't I talk to much?" You questioned. "I wasn't joking. I like you talking, and you don't talk to much. You talk just enough," he said. You looked up, into his eyes. He wasn't lying. Was this what it felt like for someone to appreciate the conversations you had? For someone to listen without being rude? Was this what it felt like to be listened to? "Thank you... It really means a lot to me. I do have one question though," you said, your hands fidgeting in your lap. "I'll answer only if you say you'll keep talking. About whatever you want," he responded. "Ok, I promise... If you don't mind me asking, what's your real name? I know you go by Last Boss around here, but I really would like to know your proper name," you asked, looking at him. "Takatora Samura. Now, we have a deal... so... keep talking please."

Sorry if it's really short!

[cultofstan]

My love for Bane!!

Before you read, I want to make it clear that there are some nsfw parts to this posts. If you are under 18, please don't read!

This post will go over various details and reasons why my heart belongs to the big green giant know as Bane from Batman and Robin (1997). Get ready for a long read, because I've got a lot to say.

(If you haven't check out my Bane Wallpapers, go do check them out! They bring me so much joy, I hope they do the same for you ppl too!)

His mask is very cool and unique, because if you look closer you see they used Bane's comic book mask as a base and then just changed the mouth area and added black eye pieces on top of the red piece he normally sees out of. Imo, it is the best movie Bane mask we have ever had! A lot of people hate the multiple tubes coming out of his head, but I think it makes things extra spicy! A constant reminder that your not just dealing with any normal super human, you dealing with a venom infused one that can fight you like it's nothing! The bulging veins that can be seen in certain lighting is a detail I feel deserves more love. It adds to his big and tough demeanor. You can really tell the venom is working wonders on him! The zipper on the top of the head and the fact that his mask is most likely made of tight leather or latex brings thr entire thing together and is truly a marvel to look at! I absolute love it!💚Imagining him slick that smooth, stretchy, husky mask on while the venom starts to pump into his brain and muscles just does things to me. If Bane offered me a chance to wear it, venom or not, I would do it in a heart beat! It would probably reek of sweat, his bad breath, and of old leather, but I wouldn't care. Just the thought of inhale all those smells brings me a joy I can't describe! 😍

When I was a kid, in addition to his lovely mask, his clothing choice was another thing I loved about him. It looks like Bane is just wearing a black cotton tank top with some black sturdy pants, but I've always the headcannon that it's actually very flexible black latex one piece! It makes a lot more sense when you notice his collar, chest harness, wrist bands, crotch diaper, and boots are also make out of a harder leather with spikes and studs! I swear, half of my clothing choices/dreams come from this man! His boots, for the most part, are very frankenstein/gothic inspired with thick sole and it going all the way to his knees. The copper rivets are the only things that make them stand out, imo. I've had thoughts were in order to prove my love to him I have to lick or kiss his boots while he judges. I'd hate it for the most part, because they probably taste like dirty and dust, but I want him to know that I do love him, so I'd do small smooches starting from his toes and work my way up his leg until I'm straight up licking his boots. I'd get so carried away he'd probably make me stop pretty quickly so I don't get sick 😂. His spiked collar and wrist bands are easily the clothing items I want the most! Any time I see someone on the street with spikes in their clothing I immediately think about him. Because he's worn them for so long, they're probably not that tight or rough but still firm enough to not sag. Maybe even a little flaky in certain parts. I don't think I'm comfortable with myself enough to wear a collar in public but I've come so close to buying spiky wrist bands or gauntlets it's crazy I don't actually own a pair yet. One day, I'm sure. His crotch diaper, for lack of a better name for it, is the one thing I'm 50/50 on. Some days I think it really adds to his look, especially with the spikes that go out. Plus, to a certain extent, it makes practical sense because that way heroes cant go from behind his and try to restrain him, or can't throw too many kicks, without getting poked/cut by the spikes. But other days I think it just doesnt look that great, because it ultimatly looks like a big metal diaper, it takes away from his intimidation. Plus, I won't be able to give him proper hugs! (I want to give daddy all the hugs he deserves! 💚) His chest piece is what brings everything together. The little Bane symbol is so cute, I've always looked for a pin or something to buy but no luck. I actually used to have this Bane cape that I won at Six Flags when I was little. I cut the symbol of his face out of it and tried multiple times to attach it to my jean jackets but I suck at sowing. 🥲 The leather straps that hold the chest piece compliment the other leather pieces of his outfit. The metal looking chest piece looks wonderful and adds a layer to his character that I both love and hate. In this movie he's a drone, a mindless agent that is only allowed to follow orders. I'll will discuss this in a bit. But for the record, I hate the fact that Bane is written as big dumb idiot in this movie. It's the one big problem I have with him, which sucks because I literally love everything else about him!

I've probably watch the Bane transformation scene in Batman and Robin, like, a thousand times. No joke. I didn't realize it then, but seeing a short, thin, twink become a tall, hulking, king really hit my desires in the right way. Like, now, I know for sure that's one of my kinks and it makes me so damn happy! Granted, I've never been skinny in my life, but I've always wanted to be a musclar and strong man, so it makes sense why I love this scene so much. It's a literally fantasy of mine brought to life! More specifically, I've always wanted to be a type of strong that allows me to run miles like it's nothing, throw punches that instantly knock someone out, and lift so much weight that I borderline have a superhero body. Don't get me wrong, this is seriously mentally unhealthy because I know it's kind of impossible considering my personality and the actuality of gaining so much muscle, but I believe as long as I realize it's a dream and not beat myself up over it, it's not too bad of a thought to have. Actually, if you think about it, this Bane is kind of a plus size body representation. Sure he's got giant arms that can crush my bones like tooth pics, but he's pretty bulky with a big belly. That might be too much of a stretch to say, and I totally understand if people don't agree with. That being said, I have to say it, this man probably gives the best hugs in all of Gotham! He's so big that you don't even need a jacket in the house! Just let him embrace you and you'll never feel alone or cold again! His thick hands holding you in really tight, his muscles locking you in and warming your arms, while his gut pushes you back a little of your feet, like he wants to swoop you into his arms and carry you! 🥰 He'd be careful with his spikes of course, don't worry. A detail that sends me over the moon about Bane in this movie is his green skin. I can't put my finger on it, but it really adds to the whole transformation and therefore my thirst for him grows even bigger! Especially because it's completely unique to the movie. It looks so good that I wonder why the comics haven't adopted something similar.

I could go for hours about how I think the writers butchered Bane's character in this movie, but I want this post to mainly act as a positive appreciation post/background for head cannons that I might post about him one day. So to end, and give a taste, I'll finally talk about Bane being a drone in this movie. In weird way, because he's played as a mindless servent, it makes this version of Bane one of the easier Bane's for me to fantasies about. This is because in the movie, it's implied Bane only follows Poison Ivy because she was the first person he didn't see as a threat. Plus, I wouldn't be surprised if she used some of her suductive powers on him. (I would too, just saying) So, with that established, I like that he's a mindless drone because it means that, in my head, he's not exactly my "servant" but he will basically do whatever I say. Why? Because I will prove to him I not a threat either, and only want to love him!! He'll have a concuious and his own goals, and I'll follow along and help because I trust him and want to support him, but, for the most part, he will do what I say and love me in return. I could explain this more, but I want to save the juicy parts for the follow up post I have planned for this. 😏

If you've read this far, thank you. From the bottom of my hear. I've never wrote something this personal or long. I hope I can continue to do more of these, if I'm passionate enough.

[yzkhr]

A Christmas oneshot featuring Shinichi and Sonoko with a little bit of Shinran as well

May everyone enjoy the rest of the year and Happy Holidays!

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"So," the twenty two year-old Suzuki Sonoko asked for the nth time as she peeks out of the dressing room, yawning as she languidly modeled a pink ribboned dress, "remind me again why I'm here at the mall shopping for fancy outfits instead of sleeping in my day off? And with you of all people."

The man in question, former highschool detective now a respected police officer Kudo Shinichi, shooked his head and looked at the dress with dissaprovement before answering.

"Because, it's almost Christmas and I need to give Ran something." he then picked out another pink dress from the rack, this time it's off shoulder and too lacy for Sonokos' taste. "How about this one?"

"Why do I need to be here then? It's not like I know Ran more than you do. You guys literally moved in together as soon as you turned eighteen." It was now her turn to disagree as she glared rather offensively at the outfit. Shinichi being the receiver of such look all throughout his life, got the message and brings it back to where it was five seconds ago.

"I've been giving Ran all the stuff she wanted since we were little kids. I'm running out of ideas you know." he admitted with his face slightly flushed at the mention of their immediate live in, as if remembering everyones' knowing looks back when they first announced it.

She grinned, catching on to what the detective is trying to get to (Or at least what she interprets he's trying to get through) "So, what you're saying is, that you need my amazing skills and judgement as someone who not only has the best fashion sense in Beika but also as Rans' one and only bestfriend?"

The woman compliments herself and walked across to choose from two blouses on the nearest shelf that caught her eyes as she acts unbothered while Shinichis' face turned sour.

"I knew I should've just called Haibara for help." he mumbled under his breath, eyebrows twitching at sight of his overconfident childhood friend. His complaint didn't go unheard however, as the Suzuki Heiress' head turned at the sound, eyes sharp and accusing.

"What did you say?" voice low and threatening, she asked. Shinichi could have answered honestly and annoy her enough for her to leave right then and there but he remembered, that if Sonoko were to leave through the shops' doors, so would his chances of suprising and making Ran happy with his present.

So, with the thought of satisfying his girl, he gulped down both his saliva and repressed pride as he puts on a facsimile of a smile.

"I said, 'yes, you're absolutely right Suzuki-san.'" Sonoko seemed to buy his false agreement as her face broke into a smile of triumph, treading through one of the clothing racks while laughing as if she won the loterry.

Shinichi on the other hand reaches out to his phone, contemplating whether he should just call Haibara over. But then he decided against it, coming to the conclusion that he rather handle a proud woman he had known all his life, than another proud woman who he had only been aware of for about a quarter of it.

Wary and defeated, he sighed as he followed. "Let's just get this over with."

-

After debating and choosing among hundreds of clothes and outfits for literal hours, it's hard for Sonoko to pretend and act oblivious when all the eyes and peeking they keep receiving from different women started becoming full on stares. What's even more uncomfortable would be the fact that she's not even supposed to be the one bothered but the man beside her!

Well, she can't blame them. It is rare for a man to be in store specifically made for women. She remembered how she once brought Makoto in a boutique and all she got were cute skirts and an embarrassed karate boyfriend on the way home.

The ladies were too expressive however, that even she can't help but feel restless. Most girls gaze at the detective with eyes clearly full of admiration, some with an uneasy amount of lust Sonoko just had to look away from, others even fuss and giggle around in groups, their topic so painfully obvious with the way they steal glances every now and then.

It makes her want to raise an eyebrow all day long, wondering what these females and specially her bestfriend saw in this man that she just couldn't figure out. To Suzuki Sonoko, Kudo Shinichi was, is, and always will be a mystery nerd with—she'll have to admit— good looks, intelligent mind, high morale, but unfortunately, possesses an insensitive and sarcastic personality she can't take ( even though ironically, his personality is too similar to her own).

But, then again, as she watches him put intense effort into judging and observing every attire in his view with undivided attention as if uncovering a crime scene when in fact, it's only about finding a Christmas gift all the while remaining innocent from the various gaping all around him, Sonoko almost thought Ran is also lucky to have him as a boyfriend.

Almost.

Wanting to distract herself, she attempts to converse. " What are you trying to find exactly? We've been here for hours and we still can't find something good enough for your taste."

He flinched, startled at the sudden voice. Once recovered, puts his hand on his jaw and looks up to the ceiling, similar to when he tries to piece together objects and clues that doesn't have any connections at the surface.

"Hmm, I want a present that, you know, when she opens it, she'll be really impressed. But I also want it simple since Ran's not a fan of grand plannings. She's always so extra and thoughtful when it comes to giving but hates receiving anything like them. So, I want a gift she'll absolutely love but won't complain about how expensive or time consuming it is."

The way a certain detective says his words while wearing an expression Sonoko only ever had the chance of seeing when their childhood friend is involved makes her want to tease but she keeps quiet instead, letting him keep his pride.

The brown haired woman laughed and silently agreed at his sentiment. Ran had always been so creative when it comes to preparing other peoples' present but feels guilty when they do the same. It was honestly endearing.

"Then, why a dress? Why not a book? Ran loves books, doesn't she?" she wondered. Shinichi shooks his head at the suggestion. "She's been too busy lately. I'm pretty sure she won't even have a chance of opening it."

"Then plan her a vacation!" he deadpanned and reminded her. "She doesn't like grand thing, remember?"

"A romantic date?"

"Did that on our first year together."

"Watch a movie?"

"Too simple."

" Expensive dinner?"

"Done with that on our third year."

"Aaah!" Sonoko whined in frustration. "I don't know, kiss or make out with her on Christmas or something!" she finally blurted out, having no ideas left whatsoever.

A few seconds of silence between the two passed and realization kicks in. Worried at how suddenly unresponsive Shinichi is, Sonoko glances to apologize if she angered him at her careless outburst.

"I'm sorry! It was a joke--Shinichi-kun?" her words died out, distress turning into confusion. Rather than a glare or an indifferent countenance, she was met by a very flustered Shinichi, with all the blood in his body seemingly gathering at his face while his eyes looks at anywhere but hers. With that, Sonoko slowly made a deduction.

"Y-you already did it?" ever so quietly she asks in disbelief. When his face got even redder than before, she got her unspoken confirmation.

With that, Sonoko laughed.

Her uncontrollable cackling attracted everyone's attention, including the dazed detective who stood up almost instantaneously, aware of his unconscious slip-up.

"B-Barou! W-We never did such a thing! Your sudden vulgarity just surprised me!" his cover ups were left unheard, as the Suzuki's Heiress guffaws were too loud.

Suddenly, Sonoko got an idea.

She stopped laughing, but the smile on her face foreshadowed a terrible feeling to Shinichi, who wanted nothing more but to go home, away from embarrassment. She runs off before he can even stop her from further humiliation she'll surely cause.

He inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm himself down and lose the apparent redness of his visage. His little breathing exercise proved to be useless however, with Sonoko coming back holding something that made his face as reddest it had ever been, even comparable to the blood he sees on the crime scenes.

On Sonokos' hands lay the thinnest piece of clothing he had ever seen, with it's laces and uncomfortably soft looking silk barely even covering anything but the important parts. It didn't help how seductive the color was, crimson, just like his face right now as he stared at it. Out of all the things the woman could have brought him, it had to be this. It just had to be a fucking lingerie.

"Wha--" he started but was cut off with her mouth that Shinichi begged she should've just shut.

"I found the perfect gift! And it's even red!" she held it up even more, showing a clearer picture that Shinichi didn't know if he regrets seeing.

"You--"

"It's simple but I assure you that Ran would love it!"

"So--"

"What's even better, is that not only will she love it, you'll love it too--"

He thankfully, thankfully, cuts her off, not only being heard by the everyone in the store, but probably the entire shopping mall of Beika.

"SONOKO!"

He really should've just called Haibara. Or better yet, cooked a fancy dinner for Ran as a Christmas gift instead.

[355-miles-for-style]

Trend Forecasts: Predicting the Unpredictable

All fashion brands, from haute couture to retail, seem to stock similar styles at the same time (depending on which segment they belong to, of course). I've always wondered how that was possible.

Do people's tastes sync up, all of a sudden? Or is there something more to it?

WGSN (World Global Style Network) is an analytics and trend-forecasting service. Their Instagram page is regularly updated with predictions that date about 2-3 years into the future.

However, this forms only a small part of the story. For the low, low price of tens of thousands of dollars, you can access detailed trend analyses which cover everything from colour and texture to swimwear predictions.

There is no denying the importance of such predictions, as most brands plan their collections about two years in advance.

The predictability of a trend also depends on the type of product that's being analysed. For example, car bodies evolve over 5 years. Aircraft bodies may take decades (making any prediction a high-stakes game). For example, take the failure of the Airbus A380.

The problem was the sheer size of the plane. Although initial demand from the Emirates initiated the whole program in the first place, orders slowed to a drip after a brief surge.

Ironically, passengers loved the spacious flight and extra seating. Airline companies, however, were wary of the risks.

“The A380 is an aircraft that frightens airline CFOs; the risk of failing to sell so many seats is just too high.” ~Reuters, February 2019

Trend predictions are definitely a form of lifestyle forecasting. They depend on two important factors:

1) how are people going to spend their time?

2) how are people going to spend their money?

If you're able to answer these two questions, chances are that you'll be able to make a perfect collection. There's just one fly in the ointment: it's not very easy to answer them.

There are a few theories about why trend predictions work as well as they currently do, but I find one reason the most compelling. When brands have a ready-to-use template of what they can do to ensure success, why wouldn't they use it? I'm not just spitballing here; Marc Worth, one of the original founders of WGSN, called his former company "a monster". Of course, the problem here is that lots of brands are relying heavily on a single service, so their collections inevitably end up looking much more similar than they might like to believe.

There is a bit of science to trend forecasts, especially in the age of big data and AI, but we run into an old problem again. Using the language of science doesn't make a process scientific (a fact that is dear to my heart!), and trend predictions are certainly far from infallible. I'll be talking about this at length in a future post (yay!), but for now, I'll leave it at that.

An example of how trend analysis works. (source: Ananditha Bhuyan)

Our generation is definitely the one that prizes individualism the most. Ask any Gen Z kid how they want to appear, you'll probably hear the words "different" or "unique", nine times out of ten. This poses a very real risk to the entire field of trend analysis, because no one wants to be part of "the crowd" anymore. A recent article by Vogue explores the idea that no-name pieces are gaining traction these days, in opposition to logomania.

Unbranded jewellery on TheRealReal. source

Again, this brings to mind the joke that all hipsters end up looking the same. Modified slightly, this could apply to our generation, as well. In my opinion, subcultures are gaining more prominence in the mainstream, which leads to more people being aware of them, and thus being able to follow them. So we look fairly diverse as a whole, but once we're separated out into the subcultures that we are most drawn to, the similarities begin to show (think cottagecore, and so many other trends which have originated from this very website).

Personally, I hope the trend cycle slows down a little. No one needs two-week turnarounds or half-hearted fads.

Fast fashion fact:

The dressmakers who made Kate Middleton's wedding dress washed their hands every half hour and changed needles every three hours.

source

[nanoko-aishino]

Helllooooo~ <3 12, 21, and 35 for the ask game, please!

Ooh Hello and thank youu hehe ^^

Tbh I haven't played MM for a while because I am one of the people cheritz decided(?) to delete acc for whatever reason plus not enought space on the phone orz but I wanna do it anyway ^^

12. Favorite chat

Hmm first thing that comes to my mind is chat in AS with Ray after kiss <3 But I like as well one of the first chats at night CS where Yoosung comes for a while and he tries to pretend he is a wolf? but eventually give up on it haha I always choose to tease him lol.

21. Favorite character interaction with each other

Except for Saeran and Saeyoung brothers moment (which is very rare) hm... Can't decide between Seven teasing Yoosung or Zen. Sometime I feel bad for Yoosung.

35. First impression for each character

Yoosung I thought he is cute and kinda similar to me. When I started playing MM he was 1 year older than me I guess. He was cute, sweet and adorably clumsy haha but back then I couldn't understand why he was failing classes all the time and thought "get a grip dude, for once. You go to the library more or less regularly. What do you do there, sleep? You could do a little bit better than F..." Now I know haha ^^; But I don't fail classes... also I'm not med student in Korean Ivy uni(?) so...

Jaehee Tbh the very first time I thought she is guy... sorry lol and Later she seemed to be very nice although reserved(?) or rather serious, until someone mentioned Zen or his musicals, and I thought "okay, so you are more normal than I thought... sort of ^^;;" An I actually treated her like big sister or good friend to almost very end. I finished her route as one of the last, because while playing I messed up something with participation, got BE , started another route and forgot about it.

Zen So he always have been the cool popular sexy flirty type... so not my taste. Since I remember I never liked such people because in the past I met at least few who were like that and they were just judging, narrow-minded, and couldn't understand that I am different from them and feel good with that (f.ex. I am introvert). For long I felt like I can't even trust too much such people. I rather avoided them if I could, no grudge, just two different worlds. I noticed Zen is okay. Still two different worlds, but I alway treated him like an older brother.

Jumin he was from the world of 'adults' so serious, boring and something I totally couldn't get. Until he tried to tell a joke sometimes, It often was awkward but I appreciated it lol I picked Jaehee over him because I was pretty sure I never could even keep up with her workload. I am allergic to cats so I have never been a cat person... First he felt distant because his seriousness, but I felt him and supported him when I noticed he doesn't want to nececerly date just anyone, he is just waiting for someone he can trust, probably doubting such person exists. I know this might be because his father's relationships and such, but back then I felt almost like "yeah, you don't nececerly need to be in a relationship or desperately crave to be in one. As a single you are not less worthy as a human". That many craves for physicality and such, which is cool, but understanding, love, apreaciation support and even platonic feeling in romantic relationship? Gosh I feel like those thing are underpreciated. And we shared the need not to just date someone but find someone who understand them. For a short moment I wanted to be such person.

Seven/Saeyoung I don't really remember, but probably I thought that for such people I am too quiet and boring so If by any chance there won't be much interaction MC with him, that's fine, but there was, he was funny, I thought about him as a good friend untill I come across breaking 4th wall thingy and got more interested, like we share a secret *sink wink* Eventually I liked him more and more and even planned to stop playing after his SE but soon after they announced something new. I am IT highschool graduate (I sucked pretty much OTL so I felt similar to Yoosung) and I still remembered thing or two and well... I choose such hs for some reason so I kinda liked his tech-savvy IT programming jokes and I was more religious than I am today so I apreaciated the christian part. I wanted to help him so badly i think. And he is kinda weirdo(in a good way), I consider myself shy weirdo, but probably less than he is.

Saeran/Ray *cracking knuckles* so... When I first met him as an Unknown my common sense tried to keep me from him as far as possible, I gave up to this but kinda I was almost like peeking throught the keyhole in the locked door lol I-it's not like i like him, he is so sus > :-( and a bit later I-I defenitely am not into bad boy kind of characteres, others might be, but I am NOT (but peeking throught keyhole of the locked doors). I was kinda interested, but never let myself actually be really interestedin him, untill the end of SE where he is back with his brother. Then I was thinking more like "preacious (angy) bean, must protect uwu". And I mostly wanted to play his route for A. curiosity because new mode(AS), B satisfaction for myself that I actually finished the game, but most importantly C. To save HIM for SAEYOUNG :)

But when I played AS for the first time, when there was only V route, I forgot everything, got few times bad relationship ending because of him. V who? Saeyoung who? Head empty only him. And then It was almost like in case of Yoosung that I saw in him part of me, plus head empty, only Ray.

Sometime I feel like it was so shallow of me, but then I think that this is a game, and maybe, just maybe I can be 'a little' shallow in that case.

Especially since for the very first time I was... obsessed? with a fictional character. I've never understood such thing.

>>MM ask game<<

[melody-ofstars]

OKAY HERE GOES NOTHING (ALSO DW I WONT ASK U IF SOMEONE LAYING ON U WILL RESULT IN SUFFOCATION NO MATTER HOW IMPORTANT THAT CONCERN WAS)

bnha! okay so u prettyyy much know all this but I'll do it for the sake of something idk

15, she/they (demigirl) andddd i like all genders i don't discriminate :D also I'm ace and u already know that

anyways my personalityyyyyyyyty

AAA okayyy so i tried to do a personality 180 a few days back irdk who i am anymore ;-; but but but I'll still try because ily

I'll say I'm an extrovert?? but i also cant make the first move in friendships because im just awkward like that! i need someone to introduce me to people or for them to approach me to befriend em! anyways! i like to think im funny! ah i forgot THE MAIN THING!! im dirty minded as fuck 😭😭 except im ace and it makes no sense to people! but yk that already did i really need to mention that? also I'll fuck my sleep schedule up for my friends because im just like that!

as for what i likeee,,, i like listening to Musicccc!!! my music only stops when im studying and need to concentrate so there's thatt! also i like analysing song lyrics!!! and poemss!! oh and I like green tea (without lemon because lemon makes it taste so bad ughhhh)

as for what i dislike I'll say i hateee my anger issues cuz like anger gives me anxiety but i also got anger issues ;-; also i hate the hate because hate is sooo pointless i mean why hate when u can just sleepp???? (just gonna pretend i dont hate people sometimes,,,, im working on it 😭😭😭)

im not loved enough to realise dafuq my love languagee issss but I'll say i like hugs!!!

idk if i overshared or undershared but this is this have fun doing ur writer magic and if u overwork urself im gonna fucking kill u :D

I won't overwork myself broski, don't worry about it and uh stay hydrated you lemur.

I match you with...

☽︎ Mineta Minoru ☾︎ (you should know better than to interrupt me writing cute moments with your reality)

HAHAHAHAHHAAH PRANKED YOU!!! THAT WAS A FAKE.MATCH BUT ANYWAY, YOU REALLY INTERRUPTED A REALLY CUTE IMAGINATION OF MINE WITH YOUR STUPIDNESS, anyway

I match you with...

☽︎ Ashido Mina ☾︎

Yup, broski she is the perfect match for you and you better not ruin your chances with her because of your technicality, or I will pair you with eyeless potato.

So we all know that Mina is a QUEEN and she needs a peasant, which is you. Just kidding, but yeah Mina is a queen and you are supposed to make sure she knows it!

She is amazing and cheerful and the person who would definitely approach first, ending your problem of having to make the first move.

She respects you for being an ace and will definitely try her best to make you comfortable and will never force you to do anything.

You both are very similar like, you both have outgoing nature you both have a dirty mind (according to me, Mina does have a dirty mind) and joke around together, you both love making friends and you both would do anything for your friends, hence you two are pretty compatible.

I just know that Mina will make green tea for you whenever you are sad or tired or whenever you need to be calm, she will make green tea for you because she cares and she is a QUEEN.

She LOVES HUGS, yeah, she loves to hug people and you can't fight me, and you like hugs too so, you know... A person who likes to hug + Person who likes to be hugged= LOTS OF HUGS

You both love to cuddle and watch sappy movies together while you both are crying and making fun of it at the same time.

She makes sure to keep you away from angry people knowing that they scare you, (I am looking at you Katsu.)

You losten to new songs and when you like any of the lyrics or they remind you of her, you send it to her immediately and save it in your notes, because it might be handy later.

You keep comparing Mina to the lyrics of any song you hear, because frankly she is pretty much a person who poole would write a song about.

I think that she sometimes get insecure about her appearance but you never let her feel that way for long, you always tell her that she is beautiful from inside and out and that you love her eyes, hair, and skin

You sighed as you watched Mina goofing around with Jiro and Hagakure.

It has been year since you realised that you had feelings for her... Your Best Friend...

If it was in your hands, you would have gotten rid of these feelings a long while ago but unfortunately, it wasn't, so here you were... Stuck in a situation that had no solution except for waiting and burying it deep inside.

You remembered the first time you had felt this way about her, it wasn't all of a sudden but rather slowly and gradually,

It was because of her making sure that nobody around you was aggressive, her being there for you when you needed her, no matter what time. Her being there, her laughing at the jokes that you made that weren't even funny. Her knowing everything about you and making sure that you are included, her being there for you during the panic attacks...

Her bringing extra pair of globes and caps because you always seemed to lose them times when you both played weird video games together, laughing and screaming at the fun and horror ones... And when you both hung out on the beach during sunsets and having snowball fights, making snowmen...

All these little things slowly added up and it was then when she held your hand to take you towards something that she liked, that you realized that you had fallen completely and utterly for her...

So now you were here, back in the room with Mina, Jirou and Hagakure by your side, who were constantly laughing and watching the movie, cuddled in together.

It was a beautiful weather, it was snowing outside and you all were huddled together in a few blankets with coffee and pastries.

"You know what!? This movie is boring me... Let's go for a walk and from there we can part ways!!" Mina suggested,

You all agreed with her and decided to head out, wearing your coats and jackets.

Shortly after you left the place, it began snowing and it was beautiful. The whole place was covered with a beautiful white layer, and the decorations for christmas were already beginning to start.

"Aahh y/n look!! It looks so great!!" Mina said as she excitedly jumped around, looking at the lights.

You did not hear her as you were busy watching her,

"Y/n chan??" She asked,

"Oh right, it is beautiful..." You replied, and she smiled,

You looked down at your hands that were freezing because you had forgotten your gloves, yet again.

"I knew it." Mina exclaimed as she looked through her bag, trying to find something.

She then handed you a pair of gloves with a smile on her face.

"Y/n chan, you always forget..." She said, a small smile etched on her face.

"Sorry..." You replied, not looking at her.

"It's oka—" She was saying when Jiro's voice interrupted,

"Y/n chan? Can you help with this?" She asked, buying hot chocolate from the vendor.

"Are you ever gonna tell her?" She asked as you walked upto her.

"Huh?"

"Oh you know what I mean..."

"No..."

"When are you confessing your feelings for her??" She finally asked,

"What feelings?" You asked back,

"Y/n chan, I love you and all but sometimes I really want to pull my hair and run away." She said,

"I don't, I can't... I don't want to ruin our friendship..." You said and took the hot chocolate from the vendor.

"Are you planning to like her from the shadow always?" She asked,

"No but... I don't wanna make things awkward between us or do anything that can jeopardize our friendship..."

"Y/n chan, this is Mina we are talking about here... She won't let things get awkward or in the way of your friendship." Jiro reassured,

You took a deep breath, nodding at her words, she was right, it is Mina that you are talking about...

You smiled at Jiro and took one hot chocolate for Mina, who was busy kicking stones.

"Mina chan, here." You said, handing her the cup.

"This smells so good!!" She exclaimed, taking a quick sip and burning her tongue.

"Be careful." You warned, taking a sip of yours.

"Y/n chan, what— Oh my god!! It's snowing!!!" She excitedly said, as she looked around her.

It was indeed snowing, the dirty layer of snow was slowly getting covered by the fresh and soft snow that was falling,

"Oh my god, Y/n chan!! It's snowflakes!!!" Mina yelled as she closely examined a flake on her glove.

You looked up towards the sky, with your hands outstretched and a smile on your face. Snowflakes were one of the many reasons why you loved winter,

"Y/n chan... You look so happy and beautiful..." Mina said,

You smiled at her and thanked her.

"Actually, there's something I need to tell you..." She quickly said and you started feeling scared...

"Everything okay, Mina chan?" You asked her worriedly as you discarded the empty cups in the dustbin.

"Oh yeah... Its just that... I like you" she said, looking away.

"I like you too Mina chan..." You said,

"No, not as a friend..." She mumbled, looking down at her hands.

Your heart started fluttering in your chest, you were speechless, this was certainly like a dream come true for you. The girl you liked, liked you back...

"Mina chan..." You whispered,

"No, it's okay! It's completely fine if you don't like me like that! No problem!" She said, her hands clamped together nervously,

You smiled, taking a step towards her and unclamping her hands to take them in yours.

"Mina, I like you too, I have for quite a ling time now..." You said, looking at her hands and then up at her.

She stared at you, lips parted and her eyes wide and glistening from the reflection of the snow.

"Really?" She asked you,

"Yeah," you answered with a smile.

She blushed and looked down, the ever so energetic Mina was now just standing there, her hands in yours as you looked at her with a smile.

She then smiled brightly as she looked up, leaning in and pecking your cheek.

You laughed and pulled her into a hug, and she hugged you back as the snow fell around you on the beautiful winter night, while your friends cheered from the side, happy that you both finally confessed.

[lynxalon]

Lynx!!! I arrive with asks to help! I'm still working on responding to your ask! :D We have a lot of similarities in music taste, I think!! Sending safety vibes!!! I really hope that person doesn't bother you,, For dsmp asks, would you like to talk about bench trio and their respective love languages?

I'm safe dw, it's just an icky situation and my paranoia has Not been great lately but OwO is me

Benchtrio love languages! I was kinda obsessed when I first found out about love languages, cause for once I could explain to people how I specifically felt loved, and I could also finally understand why what I did to show love didn't make Others feel loved. So, you have the classic five love languages: Words of affirmation, gift giving/receiving, physical touch, quality time, and acts of service. There are also nontraditional ones, which are niche and very person-specific but that don't quite fit into on of the classic five. My best comparison would be a uquiz I once took where someone assigned people niche love languages like remembering a person's order. What I'm going to do it talk about the classic love languages in order of Most to Least effecting, and then assign niche love languages to them that they've either portrayed or just have the vibes of lmao

Ranboo:

- Acts of service

- Gift giving/recieving

- Quality time

- Words of affirmation

- Physical touch

Starting off! Ranboo! I'm starting with him because I've been watching his streams everyday since early Feb, so I've had time to understand his vibes and just how he interacts with people. His main seems to be acts of service, very closely following by gift giving. He's often seen doing things for others, even going as far as grinding resources to Potentially do things for others. (I say others but. We know who I'm mainly talking about lmao...) He seems less concerned with receiving, and seems content to give out. Chances are the way he Shows love isn't the way he Feels loved. Anyways, his first two tie into each other really well, which is really interesting because tbh most have One main one that they show love with and feel loved with (mine is quality time, paired with a niche love language I like to call pestering). Next is quality time and words of affirmation. The first two were definitely how he showed love, but these two seem to be how he Feels loved. From him hanging out Tubbo, and us seeing how Tubbo's fixed sleep schedule affects Ranboo, it's clear that he very much enjoys spending time with people he cares about. (And by seeing how if affects him I mean. We have heard the dude bring up Tubbo so much the last couple of days, absolutely unprompted, like he talks more about Tubbo than I think about him which kinda says something cause my current hyperfixation is my fave streamers so. Huh.) Words of affirmation is in part tied with the last, cause sometimes people compliment him or something and mans really just goes 😮😄 Which, super endearing, hearing him smiling after Tubbo compliments him (which Tubbo does in a /j way but also a /hj way which is so funny to me). Lastly is physical touch, and tbh this is at the bottom cause we can't quite gauge if he's a touchy person and I don't think he is very touchy only cause the other four really stand front and center for him lmao. The niche love language I'd assign Ranboo? Pestering. I'm not biased, I'm just right OwO The way he pestered and messed with Tubbo saying he had the best mcc win rate? Yeah, that's something I'd do.

So, halfway through I lost motivation and confidence so I'll just be putting what I think Tubbo's and Tommy's are, cause I just do not have the energy to go as in depth as I would like! Rip to me lmao 😔😂 I hope the rest is still interesting though UwU

Tubbo:

- Quality time

- Acts of service

- Gift giving/receiving

- Words of affirmation

- Physical touch

So, quick run down! Tubbo's main is quality time! Unlike Ranboo, his first two aren't too terribly close. He enjoys spending lots of time with people, and I definitely understand as my main is quality time as well. One of the main examples of this I would point out would actually be streaming! Homeboy streams A Lot, like a lot a lot, to the point where it's a common inside joke that if you leave a Tubbo stream (especially alt) and come back later, he'll still be there. One of the main reasons I want to start streaming is so I can hang out and share stuff with others, cause I think there's something suuuper cool about playing games and sharing those experiences with others. Like, I remember watching Jacksepticeye play Life Is Strange, or Guardians (personal fave). It was like watching a friend play, which I really needed at the time. It was quality time without the anxiety of Being There completely. And Tubbo loves streaming, and has said it lots of times, and I think that it's really great ^^ Now, acts of service is one I think has definitely moved Up in the order, because of Ranboo specifically. Hear me out, hut something doing something for you because they want to can actually be so Loving and Tender... And no, I'm not jealous... But, Ranboo! Ranboo likes doing things for people he cares about and I think that for Tubbo it's a way he feels loved, and knows he's cared about. Gift giving and receiving was originally in second place, but has since went down one. I think this was used to be much more prominent, and I definitely think it still holds the same weight and value as it did before, but now it's vaguely overshadowed by acts of service. Fella enjoys receiving things, but also seems to be constantly getting people things (or similarly, influencing someone to get something that he thinks they definitely should have. lol). Words of affirmation is definitely a nice surprise kinda situation. Like, being complimented or someone being proud of him is Very pog. And, I, for one, am very proud of my streamer 😄 Sometimes I really be like. Head full... Tubbo. Lmao 😂😂😂 Anyways, he doesn't necessarily seem adverse to physical touch, it just seems like it's less important that the rest. I do think that for him he'd be more physically affectionate with someone who mains that (dunno how else to put it lmao) cause he wants them to feel loved in a way that makes sense to them! Hope that all makes sense! And tbh, I lied! I'm a liar! I fr thought I wouldn't open my big mouth and just gush about this some more but man. I really proved myself wrong OwO Also, I assign Tubbo the odd niche love language of sharing videos about things he enjoys as a way of affection.

Tommy:

- Physical touch

- Words of affirmation

- Quality time

- Acts of service

- Gift giving/receiving

Tommy is very interesting! Cause, the first is a little bit ahead of the rest, but all of these are very close together in value and importance. I haven't been able to watch as much from Tommy, so all of this will be very loose. The first seems most common as a way he shows love, and I think it's also how he feels loved. My reason for this, dude just trust me 😂 Words of affirmation for my boy plz, he is so loving and I just really love him. He reminds me of that meme where the landlord's like 'I don't allow pets' and the person sends a pic of their pet and the landlord's like 'Ok I'll allow him because he looks very polite' That is literally every inniter, anyone who watches Tommy, they're like 'I'll allow him because he looks very polite'. Is he polite? Eh maybe lmao. Also mans likes spending time with friends. Understandable. Likes hanging out doing silly stuff. People help him with things sometimes and that is Nice. Gifts are also neat but he's not a very material person is he. Hmm. I assign his niche love language to be sending pics of animals. Just think it fits him lmao. He likes cows and such a little too much, people who like cows often send lots of pics of animals, I know from experience OwO

This was fun to answer, thank you for this ask Lina! 💚💚💚 I enjoy personality analysis, things like love languages, enneagram types, mbti, and astrology charts. So yeaah this stuff is super fun to think about XD Also, this isn't like Entirely factual or anything like that, just mere observation and analysis for fun ^^

[goldenkamuyhunting]

[EP31 Spoiler] When Tsukishima said that people in the 7th called Ogata "mountain cat" as a cruel joke, I'm surprised to see Sugimoto genuinely feeling bad for Ogata. Like bruh he straight up shot you in head, remember? I understand why Tsukishima appeared uncomfortable recounting this because he was judged by his father's sins too, but Sugimoto's reaction was a surprise to me. Your thought?

Honestly...

I don’t really think it’s surprising.

I’m not sure if you’re just an anime viewer or are you also following the manga (if you aren’t I recommend reading it as it’s much, much better than the anime) but I warn you my answer will include also parts that will refer to scenes in the manga that weren’t included in the anime (because the anime decided not to animate them) or that in the anime continuity have yet to happen as the manga is the original source of material and behaviours.

Anyway, let’s start with the part that’s common in both media, in short the scene in question.

Here it’s how it is in the anime.

And here there’s the manga version.

The dialogue and the core of the scene is more or less the same so I won’t dig too much into the small differences and just discuss the scene.

A bit of technicalities, first.

Words used:

Yamaneko (山猫)= “Wildcat”, litterally “mountain cat”.

Ōyamaneko (オオヤマネコ)= “Lynx”, litterally “big mountain cat”.

Meko Oyasi (メコオヤシ)= “Cat monster” (oyasi are, losely, malicious Ainu mythological creatures, Tsukishima will later see the meko oyasi as equivalent to the Japanese ‘Bakeneko’ (化け猫) = “monster cat”)

Now... the slang for geisha ‘wildcat’ has a complicate story but, back then, was used for ‘geisha’ who actually slept with customers. Now, a geisha isn’t supposed to sleep with a customer or engage with him in any sort of sexual act. That’s why ‘geisha’ who slept with customers were viewed as a fraud, people who deceive others, because they passed themselves for geisha when they actually were prostitutes.

So the sentence Koito said actually means ‘the son of a swindler is a swindler’.

The ‘joke’, if we want to call it as such, is objectively pathetic and dumb, a way to attack a person not over something he can control, like his character or his actions, but over something he can’t control, like who gave birth to him, made worse (although Sugimoto can’t know this part) by how Ogata’s mother didn’t slep with Hanazawa for money but because she fell for him and if there was a swindler in the story that one is Hanazawa who took advantage of her feelings and then dumper her.

But, back to Ogata, he has no control over his mother’s work or what she chose to do prior to his birth, nor he had the chance to chose her over another woman as his mother. He is also not his mother, and being a swindler isn’t a genetically trasmissible trait.

So what the 7th division called a joke is actually a personal attack done in really poor taste based on a wrong assumption (that Ogata’s mother was a prostitute) and a fallacity (frauding behaviour isn’t heriditary) that aimed to hit Ogata not for a fault of his but for something he had no control over in a time in which he hadn’t betrayed the 7th yet (as the joke started prior to Ogata’s betrayal).

Attacking Ogata defining him a fraud, a swinder, was a big blow in a time where honour was held so valuable, so it’s not really minor.

Back to Sugimoto though, Sugimoto is an adult.

He can see it’s a low blow, something petty and childish, something completely different from calling Ogata ‘murderer’ or ‘jerk’ or even a ‘swindler’ but for things HE and not his mom, did, and it’s a joke the 7th division passed on way before Ogata shoot him and way before Ogata betrayed them.

Therefore, even if he wants Ogata dead, in such circumstance he decides not to side with people who take fun slandering others for reasons that aren’t connected to their crimes... or try to. But we’ll get to this part later.

(and of course there’s to keep in consideration Sugimoto is not overly fond of Koito either, so he’s likely not going to humour him).

There’s more though, as Sugimoto isn’t coming to this realization only due to his ‘deductive ability’ but more due to personal experience.

If you’re only an anime viewer you might not know it, but Sugimoto also suffered being attacked for something he had no part in. This part was completely censored in the anime, like all the scenes that end up involving Umeko, but Sugimoto’s whole family fell sick with tuberculosis. While Sugimoto was forced to watch his relative die one after the other the village he lived him shunned him and his family, with people considering to burn down their house with them in... and, although we don’t hear it, it’s possible they also insulted them.

The result is that Sugimoto takes very poorly when people badtalk about other people for reasons unrelated to them.

In case you missed it, the one Shiraishi does is another cruel joke.

‘Sono Ainu wa omae-san no kai inu ka?’

そのアイヌはお前さんの飼いイヌか？

Lit: “That Ainu is your pet dog?”

When he says “pet dog” this translates as ‘kai inu’’ (飼いイヌ) a word that sound similar to ‘Ainu’ and that therefore was used to insult Ainu.

Anyway Sugimoto can’t help but loathe that joke because he had been on the receiving help of something similar and can’t help but be reminded of it when Tsukishima explains him the whole thing.

He very likely wouldn’t have felt bad for Ogata at all if they had attacked him for something that Ogata did, but hearing them attack Ogata for something he had no control over had instead to ring a bell in him, reminding him of his own drama, hence the rejection of their actions, especially when Koito, whom Sugimoto sees as a spoiled brat, seems instead in favour of them.

Said all this, despite knowing what the men of the 7th was wrong, neither Tsukishima nor Sugimoto truly managed to avoid following their example, although in a more veiled way. I would say hypocritical much but the truth is that when you are angry at someone or even hate that person (for rightful or wrong reasons) in many cases YOU feel legittimate to be a jerk and do things you reproach in others.

Tsukishima, angry about how Ogata killed Maeyama, referenced to it calling him a ‘pet cat’ on his face...

...and later on referred to him as an ‘Ōyamaneko’.

Sugimoto too is not above making references to Ogata being a wildcat by saying Ogata claw things for the fun of it...

...and by using ‘nekoyoke’ (猫よけ), which yes, means “cat repellent”.

So as you can see neither Tsukishima nor Sugimoto are so morally above others they don’t slip into petting insulting despite knowing it’s wrong but, at least, both of them tried to be mature about it.

So that’s how I see it.

Sugimoto, despite hating Ogata, could see the joke was wrong because it rang a bell inside him, one he couldn’t ignore as it’s deeply tied to his personal tragedy so he refused to partake in the act.

However, as things between him and Ogata worsened, despite his attempts he slipped in the act, albeith not in an openly manner... because humans are often just like that, when they’re angry at someone it seems fair even attack them with slander instead than sticking to the right motivations. Which is sad... but human.

At least that’s how I see it. Of course I can be wrong in my interpretation.

Anyway, thank you for your ask!