#if you’re one of those people that are like “’waaa waaa all you do is draw bireena and none of the other mk characters’

[suja-janee]

Curious.. cause I’m kinda in multiple fandoms all at once right now

What are you guys following me for? Also what would you like to see more of on this blog?

(Note: I am asking cause I want to see the demographic of who’s actively following me, I won’t do everything that is asked of me in the comments)

[shooting-love-arrows]

Your aesthetic is just so beautiful dear!! i love how you organize everything, how pretty you write !!

Can i request maybe a yan! mortician? I don't really know the word in english waaa (⁠´⁠;⁠︵⁠;⁠`⁠)

kisses. mwah mwah take care of yourself ok?? 🎐

Dear Anon,

Thank you, dear. It’s really nice of you to say. Your english is very good so no need to worry. Sending you lots of kisses and thank you for the patience.  P.S I’m reminding myself to drink water regularly :)

@shooting-love-arrows

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍! 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 x reader [gender not mentioned/specified/implied] SYNOPSIS: General headcanons/some concerning habits of his. Tw. yandere walking red flag, creepy yandere, intentional poisoning, delusion, attachment issues (?), nudity but not nsfw. 

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Who treats you like a corpse rather than a living, breathing, human being. 𝐘𝐚𝐧��𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 is so used to being surrounded by dead that sometimes he forgets you are in fact alive. It shows during those moments when he starts doing most simple things for you, like dressing you up before you wake up; when you stay still for to long, he’ll carry you around bridal style because he forgets that you can move on your own or forgets to prepare you a portion of food, because corpses don’t eat. Those moments scares you the most, because you’re never sure if he snaps out of it.

“Hm…? Oh dear…” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 muttered and tilted his head when he realized he’s been carrying you around the funeral parlor for a while. “It seems like I have done that again.” Not that he was complaining. After all, he’s got to hold you in his arms.

Who regularly poisons you. He adds small doses of the earlier crushed pills he originally brought in the pharmacy to your food. Just enough to make you sick, weak and confused. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 feels his heart squeezing painfully everytime time he sees you in this state but at the same time, he believes that what he's doing is for a good cause. You must stay in the house. It’s not safe in the stress! Not to mention those people who could harm you (or worse, take you away from him!). This just can’t and won’t happen. He’d rather be the one to bring harm to you and nurse you back to health. Your place is here, in your shared house, with him.

“It seems like you are ill again, sweetling. Lay down, you need rest.” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 proceeds to tuck you in and kiss your sweaty forehead lovingly. “Let me take care of you, sweetling. I will make everything better.” He whispered into your skin decorated with glistening pearls of sweat, smiling softly. 

Who always has to carry a piece of you on him. He just can’t part with you. Be it before or after you’re officially his. He has a silver locket with a coil of your hair in it, a ribbon that fell out of your outfit tied around his wrist or a photo of you (especially the one he took of you). Those are few examples but anything that belongs to you he’ll gladly take to carry around. This way you can always be with him.

“What beautiful hair you have, sweetling.” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 laughed in glee. He was in his funeral parole, staring at the coil of your hair he secretly snipped off when you were asleep. It was placed neatly in a pure silver locker he always carried around his neck. “The prettiest.”

Who has a habit of photographing your nude body. It depends on his mood whether it’ll turn sexual or not, but what doesn’t change is that he’s always in awe of your body. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 saw many naked bodies, more or less beautiful. But you…you are perfect in every way. He feels like it’s his obligation to document that beauty. So usually, you’ll find yourself lying in the coffin panelled with silk, naked as the day you were born. And so the photo session continues. And when he’s done…? 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 will lean over you, looming like a grim reaper ready to whisk you away into the underworld, and whisper sweet nothings, prizes and compliments to you while his eyes admire every inch of your body.

“Keep still, sweetling.” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 adjusted his trusty camera so it’ll focus on you.  You kept shivering from the cold that keeps nipping at your skin. Not even the silk you were laying upon helped to ease your worries and shame for you had no choice but to be vulnerable and exposed towards your captor.  “Perfect. Close your eyes and stay in this position.”

Who kisses the spot on your chest where your heart beats. It happens first thing in the morning and the last thing at night. When you’re laying in bed, in your nightclothes, he’ll lower the front of yours and gently place a kiss above your heart. He imagines that it’s his way of pouring his undying love straight into your heart. It always sends a pleasurable shiver down his spine.

“I was born to love you…” kiss “I am breathing for you…” kiss “I am living for you…” kiss 

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[fatuismooches]

So we all know that fragile!reader is always taking care of the other clones and trying their best to help despite their frail condition. And we all know that the clones are all different ages from Dottore’s life right? Well, what if there was a clone that looked like Dottore but when he was like 8-10?

Dottore most likely had made this clone to look like him as a child so it could easily deceive people. Despite this clone looking fairly young, his mind says otherwise…

And you, being the ever so caring individual and always trying your best to not be looked down upon or make the clones worry more over you, always bake them treats. (Of course with the help of at least a clone or two since a few years ago, you had tried to make your signature chocolate chip cookies alone as a treat for the clones, but you had ended up dropping and spilling a lot things that day. Leaving the clones to pick up your mess, which you profusely apologized for that day.)

However, whenever you bake treats, Dottore’s youngest clone, (Segment #78) which you nicknamed “Zandy” since he was so adorable! And well, calling him something like the others seemed wrong. So you have him a special name!

“Zandy” was usually always the one helping you bake these treats since he had such a sweet tooth. You didn’t mind him helping you out since while you both worked, he would tell you about some new concoction or experiment he’s done. And you can’t help but feel bittersweet as you’re reminded of back when it was just you and Zandik doing experiments. Well, mainly Zandik since he didn’t really let you touch his things before you got sick, and much less after you did get inflicted with your illness.

And the clones are all like a family despite threatening each other and biting at each others necks. But when you’re in the room all the clones focus their attention on you.

But…all the clones collectively dislike little “Zandy”. Since in your eyes, he could do no harm. But, whenever you’re not looking, he always gives them the most evilest grin ever. Especially since he’s the one who always gets cuddles from you and comfort since he’s “just a kid”. It makes them mad, of course. You even read him bed time stories whenever you aren’t too ill. Which in turn always makes the clones jealous since they too wish to be read a bed time story. To be able to hear your oh so sweet voice.

They too wish to be pampered. After all, if it means being able to get out of work and being able to stay glued to your side and help you with whatever tasks, then by all means they’re in for it. Especially since they all care deeply for little ol you. You’re just a sweet little thing that even if you got a paper cut they would literally tear down the world. (Literally)

So although you may be dependent on the clones and they all may be jealous of each other (and especially Zandy), they would still kill for you and try their best to make your life one worth living. Since after all, they don’t want to see the one person who has always cherished and cared for them be gone too soon…

Waaa I think this Drabble was messy n all over the place so I don’t think it turned all that great (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) I hope you and everyone else enjoy it though! Zandy would definitely be one of those kids who could have blood tainted on his clothes and you would worry thinking he got hurt instead. (Which he would definitely act as if he did, but do clones even have blood???) ( ´･ω･)…｡oо○

But I hope you have a lovely day and wonderful night! May you have sweet dreams for the rest of the year n get lots of chu chus and huggies!! Please take care of yourself I luv u sm I always get so giddy n excited whnever you respond to my little stories because seeing your amazing writing skills being added on to my stories make me roll all over on my bed hehe! making me blush !! ´･ᴗ･`

-from your dear littl boo boo🎐 anon

ଘ(✿˵•́ ᴗ •̀˵)

MY BOO BOO ILY... I LOVE SMOL DOTTORE SM 😭🫶

You loved all of Dottore’s clones. Though some in different ways than others. When you found out he had a clone of himself as a child, you were shocked! Despite being with him for so long, you have never even seen a picture of Zandik as a kid!

Zandy, as you’ve come to call him, was adorable. It was so funny to have to bend down to reach his height for once and be able to give him head pats. If you weren’t so weak, you could give him piggyback rides!  And he was so talkative and helpful. Showing off new recipes and even teaching you simpler ways to bake and use the equipment! It reminded you of how your own Zandik would show you life hacks back when you were students. Always telling you about the latest stuff, and also complaining to you how the older clones are “bullying” him (he wants you to yell at them.) Are the clones grown men? Yes. Are they jealous of a kid for stealing your attention. Also yes. Multiple times Zandy has tugged on your sleeve and pulled you away from them with the babiest eyes and then given the clones the wickedest grin. The clones have no way to fight back because of how much you dote on the bb.

Whenever you come into the room all movement and work stops and the clones just kinda, look at you and appreciate your existence. The regular Fatui workers are confused at first but they quickly connect the dots and realize you are the second Harbinger’s favored one. They are also at a loss because the clones give them a death glare if they don’t greet and treat you with respect but also get mad if they talk to you.

No because really, if you got hurt they’d be fighting over which clone has the chance to exact revenge, especially if another person hurt you. (Many clones have gotten in trouble for leaving their station to assist you with something. Even if your task takes one minute to complete, they will find a way to stretch it out in order to spend max time possible with you.) But they can’t be too mad at each other. The idea of you having to struggle with no help from them leaves an irritating sensation within them. They want your life to be as easy as possible, smooth and happy, at least until you get better and can stand on your own too feet. They love you very much <33

🎐 ANON THIS DRABBLE WAS LITERALLY AMAZING SHUSH 😭 I want to give Babyttore all the headpats. Reader would be the kind of person to think he can do no wrong. And maybe the clones don’t have like, actual red blood, but like… purple liquid lol. It really makes me think of how much clones Dottore has, it would be nice if we got a number one day lol. Anyway… *holds all the clones dearly* I love the idea of fragile! reader never being lonely because the lab is just so full of excitement when you’re around <3 They always have so much ideas to keep you occupied and they get so smug when you choose them <3 Also, the clones don't even need sleep but they are diving under the covers if it means you can read them a story !! 😭

*hugs you and cries* THANK YOU 🎐 ANON ILY… <33 Please take care of yourself too I love seeing your brain rots in my inbox!! You’re making me blush 🥺

[m4ctavish]

John “Soap” MacTavish — Lead and paper.

Masterlist.

Pairing : John “Soap” MacTavish/GN! Reader

Desc : Simply put, Soap with an s/o that likes to draw ^^

A/N : waaa this is a bit short i’m sorry!

John “Soap MacTavish :

He enjoys watching you immerse yourself in whatever you’re drawing and he finds it especially amusing if you’re one of those people that sticks out their tongue when they’re focusing or makes a certain expression when they’re super focused

He also appreciates anything and everything that you draw, regardless of if you think it came out terribly— he’s thinks it’s pretty cool all the same (especially if they’re little drawings of him, or if you don’t draw people, the scenery around you, animals you’ve seen, etc.)

Soap has definitely asked if you could draw him or if you have before (And if you have, he’ll tease you about it just a bit)

^ He might get a lil grin on his face when you show him a finished portrait. Expect one in return at some point

To be honest, I can see him trying to get you to do those little things where one person draws something and then the other adds on to it. You’ll probably end up with something like a dog in a cowboy hat and boots with some balloons

He treasures any finished pieces you give him, whether they’re on post-it notes, notepad paper, a sketchbook, or anything else

If you ever end up filling up your sketchbook/sketchpad/etc., you can expect a new one to suddenly appear on your bed (where and how he gets such things, you don’t know)

On the other hand, he might offer you his own journal if you *really* want to draw something but don’t have space or don’t have the supplies

He’s also not opposed to letting you draw different designs on his arms or hands if you want to try that (I would also say that he’d let you shade in his tattoos with watercolor or makeup but iirc he only has one tattoo :AGONY: )

Alternatively, if you’re into digital art, he finds that pretty gnarly too! He might even ask you to show him how it works sometime since he’s most familiar with sketching in his journal

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 723: A brillian finish!!

Pag 1

1: In a race they can't lose....

3: they declared “complete victory”!!

Pag 2

1: Keep up as much as you can, please

2: And watch from behind

3: Sohoku's complete vctory

Pag 3

1: Sohoku jumped ahead!!

It's foru people!! They're chasing!!

Don't let them get away!!

What's with that acceleration!! Dammit!

Pag 4

1: Sohoku is making their move now!!

3: Now

4: Don't get shaken off, first years!!

Pag 5

2: We'll catch the lead!!

Yessir!!

Yessir, teh!!

Pag 6

2: Rokudai!!

It's gonna be a “complete victory”....!!

3: Yeah!! Kinaka-kun

It's hard... and painful, but

4: Can you do it, Rokudai!? After all you worked so hard on the mountain

Yeah.... but, I.....

5: I want to see it too, teh!!

Pag 7

1: This overwhelming finish line!!

Then let's go!!

2: Yeah!!

Pag 8

2: They're here!!

They're finally here!!

3: I finished the mountains, and cleared the tight downhill, and now I'm back on the coastland!!

4: Only a little more until the finish line!!

5: Kamo High!!

The local Kamo High!

Do your best!!

And the cheers for me won't stop!!

Pag 9

1: Kamo High, keep it up!! Come on!!

Show us our hometown's pride!!

Do your best, pedal!!

Don't give up!!

My confidence in victory makes everyone raise their voices!!

2: Uh? There was one cheer that was weird

Oi oi, “don't give up” it's wrong

3: Because it's not like

4: I'm being chased by someone and I'm about to ….

5: lose!?

6: Ahh, no!! No!!

My dream!! My hope!!

My vision!!

7: I'm running ahead alone, I jumped ahead at the best of timings

I'm the man who'll win this quaolifiers and go to the Inter High, without letting anyone get close

Pag 10

1: It's important, so I'll say it a second time!! I'm the man who'll go to the Inter High!!

3: I don't see ….. I don't see anyone!!

4: No yellow jerseys!!

7: I don't see them....!

Pag 11

1: Sohoku High School!!

Pag 13

1: Even Naruko is here!!

2: D.... dammit, the bottles!! H.... how!!

3: They were delivered to us!!

By the first years!! They worked hard!!

5: Still!! You got me!! But I'm the third of the Honda siblings, Honda Ryouzou

6: And truth is that I'm especially confident on flat roads.....

Pag 14

1: Waaa- they passed me so easily....!!

See ya!! Honda from Kamo High!! The timing for your attack was perfect!!

2: My dream.....

3: We passed him....  the guy from Kamo High who was in the lead- and so easily!!

Yeah, Kinaka-kun!!

4: The Inter High qualifiers..... for Chiba prefecture

There are.... 3km left.....

Pag 15

1: The five people from Sohoku are inthe lead now!! Amazing!!

2: Wh- what aazing cheering, teh

Yeah, Rokudai

3: The Inter High is kinda like this

Na-Naruko-san!!

4: Pfui

5: And this guy turns those voices into strength, like an idiot

I- I- I- Imaizumi-san!!

Idiot is too much – Hot-hey-shot , you should say “he receives everyone's support and gets a power-up”

What's that “Hot-hey-shot”

A new nickname- nice, isn't it

Pag 16

1: Now starts the real race

2: Yeah

3: Uh- huh!?

Ra... race!? Teh

4: Uh!? Huh!?

But we passed the Kamo High guy earlier, we should be at the top....

5: There are no more opponents, teh!!

So

Yeah, you're right, so next

6: We'll see “who's going to take the finish line first”!!

Yeah!!

Pag 17

1: Huuuh!?

But.... but I heard that road racing was a team sport, teh!?

Woah, a race between those two!?

2: But there are also individual matches!?

Where do we start?

From that sign

3: Oi, Rokudai, look! You rarely see this!!

Huh

4: In basket, fighting your own teammates during a match is....

5: Look closely

6: Se-se-se- senpai!!

7: Winning a road race is a special thing

8: and especially for those two!!

9: “Special”....!?

Pag 18

1: Kakaka, I'll win for sure!!

No way I'll let you!

2: Their bikes go so quickly, with a vigour and a speed I've never seen before!!

3: You were too eager on the mountain and you're already exhausted, you should just step back

The entered the final sprint!

You too, you ran away on your own so you mst be tired, just stop pedaling!!

4: It's Sohoku vs Sohoku!!

Oruaaaagh

Uaaaaagh

5: Waaaaaa

Pag 19

1: The winner of the Inter High qualifiers for the Chiba Prefecture is Sohoku's number 103

Pag 20

1: Naruko Shoukichi.....!!

2: Yeeeah!!

Yees.....!! Kakaka

4: Surprisingly, he attacked first, escaped, and then won!!

Kakaka...!! The birth of a legend...!!

Your expression is so annoying

Pag 21

4: You were both incredible!

5: Waaa it was so cool!

6: This is road racing, this is the finish line....

Amazing

This is Sohoku!!

Pag 22

1: It's overwhelming!!

2: Chiba Prefecture's representative in the Inter High has been decided

It's Sohoku High School!!

[abigail]

Sorry to ask, but besides all your outfits being amazing, the clothes on themselves are a dream. May I ask where do you usually buy them? I wouldn't be able to figure how to even begin to look for some of the stuff you have. Thank you very much!

this is so cute of you omg honestly don’t apologise !! nearly everything i get is secondhand actually, im lucky to have quite a few good vintage/charity shops around the area i live and before i continue actually please trust me when i say i didn’t buy everything overnight or anything,, i have a lot of good items (imo) that i’ve managed to find over a long long time (some of my favourite items that i still wear i’ve had for years for example) like .. idk getting a wardrobe you truly love and have lots of ‘key items’ i suppose takes time so bare that in mind too :-)

but yes yes if you don’t have many secondhand stores in your area or even if you do and want more options then you can try online on sites like vinted, depop, ebay etc etc ! on ones like vinted and depop people these days usually tag their listings with aesthetics similar to the style so like.. as much as these really niche tiktok aesthetics are not it for me (i could really go off about then but anyway) some of them are actually helpful when it comes to that ! but in my opinion it’s always best to just know what you’re looking for so you’re not scrolling for hours .. like if you want a vintage white dress don’t just search ‘white dress’ try and be more accurate with your search so like you could include sleeve length or dress length and if you want to lace or tulle maybe or even if you know the sort of era of the styles you enjoy the most you can include that too (like 70s white lace long sleeve maxi dress for example idk !!)

as for non secondhand i do use asos quite a bit tbh but only if i know what i want lol they have so many things and styles on there i wouldn’t ever just scroll though all their skirts for example, its the same as before id have to know roughly what i want (eg pink mini skirt or white puff sleeve blouse or whatever)

there’s also a few independent sellers who make their own garments too that i really love if you’re curious i can do a list of those (however ! many i haven’t actually purchased from as i can’t afford to oops i always have to save up to buy from them but i can still list them if you want! i’m just aware im already rambling on a lot in this reply already im sorry)

anyway i hope this was somewhat helpful ! whenever i get asks like this i do always get nervous because i realise saying it’s secondhand is not helpful at all waaa but yes i hope you find lots of things you love !! and please know if you ever see me wearing something you like you can ask me where it’s from !! if it’s secondhand i can check if it’s for a label so you can search that on ebay/vinted etc or if it was secondhand online i can tell you how it was described on the listing or what i searched to find it etc etc in hopes of you finding something similar ! :-)

take care ! ♡

[yanderedanganronpa]

hopefully this isn’t too stupid- kokichi reacting to getting ✨✨rickrolled✨✨ by his b e l o v e d

kokichi getting rickrolled by his beloved

lol this was fun to write, it’s a little bit of a crackfic buuut I like to lighten the mood around my blog sometimes. Hope you enjoy and thanks for requesting!

Kokichi would never think in a million years he’d let himself get rickrolled, and by his darling of all people. After all he is the king of rick-rolling, you’d think he would have memorized the link by now but his guard was lowered, not thinking twice as he clicked on the link.

As soon as he hears those first notes he feels his stomach drop immediately turning to you for reparations.

The first thing you’ll be met with is a hand clutching around your neck, (juuuust kidding!)

You’ll be met with a stoic expression from your lover, searching his features for any sign of emotion, He stares directly into your soul, sending chills down your spine, until he breaks it, slowly but surely his lips start to quiver and the drama queen promptly bursts into crocodile tears and loud obnoxious wailing.

“WAAA, YOU’RE, *gross sniffle* SO MEAN!”

All you could do at such a sight was laugh at his dramatic output, snickering to yourself at the fact you successfully rickrolled the so-called “master of pranks”

After that he seems surprisingly fine, directly going back into character with his signature laugh.

“Looks like you got me this time s/o~”

But in his mind he’s planning, he’ll get you back one day, when you least expect.

It could be days, weeks, or even months, but he will make you pay.

And when he does, you better be prepared.

[ayamturd]

bisexual│mcyt hc

warnings: small mentions of hate, fluff

prompt: (requested 1 & 2) “Hello uh I saw one of your posts about the dream smp reacting to you coming out so I was wondering if you haven't already done it can you do dream smp reacting to you coming out as bisexual?” 

“Hello yamturd so I was wondering if maybe you could do tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo reacting to reader coming out as bisexual or lesbian if you haven't already done it :)” 

pairings: irl platonic! dream, ranboo, tommy and tubbo ; c!technoblade

a/n: if i offend or misinterpret anything in this hc, please feel free to message and correct me otherwise. i will always try to correct or delete this post if asked so <33

sending my love to all those who identify as bisexual <33

wc: (1.5k) - m.list

dream - 

considering his prideful personality sometimes, you probably wanted to play with his ego and drop subtle hints

not anything too obvious, but enough to make him kick himself when he realizes

though it was admittedly difficult since he plays into the dnf ship so much that he thinks you’re also joking more than half the time 

imagine you two were in a voice call one evening and randomly discussing the recent fanon and what would be funny to turn into canon (to mess with the fandom)

you’ve been recently shipped with two other content creators, both of opposing female and male gender, separately and together

“Honestly, I wouldn’t mind hitting that.” “Which one?” “Both.”

He’d laugh, but you didn’t.

“Wait, you’re serious? You actually identify as…?” “Bisexual. Yeah, I’m pretty sure anyway.” “Y/n, that’s amazing.”

takes pride in the fact that you trust him, but would feign being upset that you messed with him for as long as you did

be jokingly offended if he found out someone knew before him

“Wait…” “Yes?” “You told Bad??” “Yeah, he was one of the first.” “W— Why??”

It was your turn to laugh while he gawked in disbelief.

“It’s Bad! Of course I told him.” “… Fair enough.”

hate is a given, and he’ll always be there to support and defend you

he’ll always ask your permission before taking any action, however, because he respects you too much and knows you can fight your own battles

dream is someone will show relentless support, whether that be through words or moral support, he’ll always be there for you 

c!technoblade - 

i honestly feel like you never officially came out to techno

as you began to recognize yourself as bisexual, you slowly expressed yourself around him more openly to the point where he unconsciously knew

it’d probably would have hit him in the most random moment after months of assuming he knew

imagine you’re in the midst of battle when techno paused entirely with wide eyes 

“Y/n!” “What!?” “Are you gay??”

you would tease him when discussing your love life in one-sided conversations with him; him basically choosing to ignore you when you talk to him

“Honestly, Techno, how could you not want to hit that?” “Please, just stop.”

(i’ve written this before but will stand by this that) he truly doesn’t care for your sexuality

you’re a friend, someone he trusts and relies on, he doesn’t need to consider who you’re attracted to since he sees you for your skills and friendship

the only, and only time he is mindful of your sexuality depends on others unnecessary comments about it

the smp is a known judgement free land, but there will always be someone with ignorant opinions that he is always quick to shut down (or kill)

nothing much can be said besides the fact that you’ll always be y/n to him: a loyal friend and someone he would fight the world for

ranboo - 

oh sweet ranboo, dear ranboo

considering how openly supportive and kind he naturally is, you didn’t question the idea of telling him

i’d like to imagine that unlike most where you planned or waited to tell, the moment you knew, he would know soon after

imagine you called him before he began his lore stream to hype him up

you both were talking about more mundane things to calm his nerves as people joined when you brought it up

“Oh actually, before you start, I wanted to tell you something.” “Sure, what is it?” “Well, I— I’m Bisexual.” “…You’re tELLING ME THIS WHEN I’M ABOUT TO START MY STREAM??” “Y/n! I’m so happy for you, that’s amazing!”

he’s incredibly patient concerning how you wanted others to know or when you were ready to be completely out

similar to c!techno with the same beliefs you’re still y/n, and nothing has changed besides you coming out as yourself

he’s your go to when days are rough, because he knows how to help you understand you’re still loved as the same y/n and nothing less

“Hey, hey, listen to me. I love you, y/n. We all do, and you’ll never be alone when things get rough, alright?” (love /p)

knows how to silently deal with hate in his chat unless it becomes evident enough to address it (doesn’t want to bring attention to meaningless words until it becomes serious)

ranboo’s your rock and makes show that he’ll never believe anything other than that you deserve love

tommyinnit - 

as someone who took pride in defending the LGBTQ+ community, you had no hesitation when coming out to tommy

if any, your reluctance would come from accepting yourself to the point to be open with other people

it’s not as if he didn’t accept you, he could never imagine doing so in the slightest, but he probably wouldn’t know what to say initially

imagine you both were in the midst of playing bedwars together in a recording for a video

he had been busy gathering emeralds while you remained at the base, and the comforting silence gave you the confidence to blindly address it

“Hey Tommy?” “What, y/n? I’m in the middle of something right now.” “Oh, um, I’m pretty sure I’m bisexual.” “…” “…Tommy?” “…” “T— Tommy?”

it’d be dead quiet for a few seconds before you heard the noise of him rustling in realization

“Wait wait wait, you’re serious? You’re bisexual?” “Haha yeah, yeah, I am.” “WHA—!”

he was happy for you, to say the least

tommy loves to joke, and one he loved to make would be your attraction to both genders

you like women? pog!

you like men? a shame, honestly

if you were publicly out, his favorite bit would be to include you in his obnoxious swooning

imagine he was streaming while talking about his love for women

“Boys, honestly, the ladies just can’t resist me.”

The ding of discord notified you entering the call, the sound of your laughter immediately coming through.

“I agree, Tommy, I definitely agree.” “Y/n! You are attracted to women, and I am also attracted to women. You can agree women are amazing, yes?” “I can, Tommy. Women are indeed amazing.” “Good lad!” “Tommy, you do realize I’m not only attracted to w—” “Shush, we don’t speak of that.”

he showed his support by normalizing your sexuality, his acceptance quick and easily integrated into your lives

(this is getting long but—) tommy was well aware he lacked some knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community, but openly voiced his ignorance as a sign of awareness itself

he was always quick to correct either himself or others, he refused to accept slander of any type in his streams

would probably try to keep it light heartedly, but scold nonetheless

tommy was your figurative cheerleader, always there to include and uplift you, whether that be through the smallest gestures or loudest cheers

tubbo - 

poor tubbo

since he wasn’t the most careful with secrets, you probably withheld telling him till you were ready for most to know

this isn’t to deter anything of not trusting him, he’s still supportive and loving tubbo that wouldn’t dare do anything purposeful against you

if anything, you might have forgotten that he didn’t know when you were casually taking about it within a group

imagine you and Ranboo were trying to get him to sleep one early morning but gave up

you started talking about personal stuff and the topic of your love life came up, specifically the attraction to someone of the same gender

“I don’t know, Ranboo, I mean, I think I like them but at the same time I’m not sure.” “That’s fai—” “Wait, y/n. You’re gay??” “Bisexual, actually.” “WaAA—”

his very sleep deprived state was extremely happy and emotional for you

he’s like the little duckling with a knife, like he loves you completely but will try to hurt anyone that offends you

like tommy, he has no personal knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community but will solely learn for your sake

whether you’re younger or not, tubbo never fails to remind you that he looks up to you

he gives his all and won’t hesitate to provide in any way he can if needed

“You matter,” he’ll always say, “you’re important and no one else’s opinion matter.”

is proud to be your friend and expresses his platonic love in full, for you’re you and are so brave to be yourself despite all

choosing not to tag my usual taglist just cause its a headcanon with a specific request <33 (huge ty to @basilly​ and @inniterhq​ though for the advice/motivation to finish this)

[dbzebra]

"Z broly > Super Broly as a character"

Explain. Elaborate.

Oooh thanks for the ask!! Lol this got long, apologies ahead of time

Okay so first all, people COMPLETELY MISUNDERSTAND Z Broly as a character. Like, they take what he became in movie 10/Second Coming, with no context, meme on that, and think that’s his entire character. When that is sooo far from the truth.

First of all, Z Broly in movie 8/Broly the Legendary Super Saiyan is very subtle as a character. They don’t outright spell out things for you about him or why he does what he does(ex, attacking Gohan, but I’ll get to that later), the backstory especially is very metaphorical.

Broly doesn’t hate Goku because of crying. Broly is a Saiyan and what are Saiyans first and foremost? Fighters. And Broly “lost” against Goku for being hurt by his crying. That’s why right before Goku has that final punch, he flashes back to that moment of when he was a baby, not only being left for dead as Planet Vegeta was being blown up, he remembers being “defeated” by Kakarot just as he’s about to beat him again. He gets punched in the exact same spot he was stabbed as a baby.

People like to criticize Z Broly as “he hates Goku cause he cried” or “all he says is Kakarot” which both are false. Similar to Vegeta, Broly hates Goku because Goku bested him. One way or another, despite him being so weak, Goku “beat” the Legendary Super Saiyan.

On the first point, Broly is clearly mentally unstable. The power was too much for him even at a young age and turned him into a psychopath. He was stabbed as an infant and left to die along with Paragus cause he was too powerful. Then that same day Planet Vegeta explodes practically on top of them. The rest of his life hes basically either being controlled or on a rampage. He likes destruction. He likes fighting, loves it actually. You can see it during his fights in Movie 8.

On the second point, Broly was already mentally unstable in movie 8 when Goku punched a hole in him. Broly literally exploded cause he had so much power in him. and then nearly dying, getting caught in the explosion of a SECOND PLANET. and then being frozen for seven years, near death. It’s like that final cord snapped.

Once again, woken up by the cries of Goten (aka being defeated by Goku AGAIN). He’s so blinded by his rage of beating Goku that it’s all he cares about. And when Goku actually shows up in Second Coming, the dude smirks and starts laughing.

Z Broly has really awesome moments and there’s a reason why he’s a popular villain. Just watch the scene of him blowing up the planet of those little alien guys. “I bet you look up at your silly little planet, hoping you can go back there some day….WELL ITS JUST A DREAM!!” And then boom. It’s really dark and I love it.

He shows a lot of personality and cunning, like when he senses the hidden power of Gohan, stares at him for a moment and then purposely attacks Gohan to take him out first. “Kakarot, how much do you love your son??”

The way he kills Paragus is also sick. “Where do you think you’re going dad?” And then turns the pod into a javelin with him in it and throws the thing into the fucking comet. 💯

Unrelated but I think it’s cool how Goku seemingly absorbed Broly’s LSSJ power for a moment. When everyone gives him energy his hair flashes the green tint for a moment while Broly loses the green, and just has the normal SSJ yellow

Then we have DBS Broly. It’s kinda the same, with being tossed away to die cause King Vegeta is a bitch, but removes any connection to Goku and makes it more tragic. And according to most fans, if background is a sobstory, that equals better character.

NO. Tragic backstories are so common nowadays they’re boring.

sure it could, but that trope was so worn out so long ago I hate it. “waaa his life was bad, hes not a bad guy” bruh i dont care thats not Broly. just make an OC if you wanna do that. but nope. gotta use the marketing! (More on that later)

New Broly is legit a man-baby. People talk about old Broly having no personality and this new version having a deep character, but I dont see it. He acts like a child when hes with Cheelai and Lemo. There’s no real personality traits beyond “doesnt understand society.” basically just made him Saiyan Tarzan with anger issues, which isn’t addressed he just gets mad and loses control and turns SSJ after seeing Paragus die. They basically took Gohan’s rage boosts and gave it to him lol

They kept Paragus being a bastard which was cool, but DBS Broly being uwu-fied and then shipped with Cheelai (who literally has no reason to exist beyond waifu bait) never appealed to me

Hey remember when people say Z Broly does nothing but scream?

In Super Broly, once the fighting starts, he doesnt say a single word but yell. Aka for over half the movie, Brolys dialogue is nothing but RAAAAAAAAAH. Even the actual dialogue DBS Broly has is minimal

SOUND FAMILIAR??

But he gets a pass because the canon police says so right??? Nah

New Broly is boring. They brought him back and made him fight Gogeta because of fanservice and marketing.

Sorry for the rant lol but yeah this is how I feel

[cherryatiny]

𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒: 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 <3

𝐺𝐼𝐹𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠

⩥ 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

„Mmh, honey, the pasta is amazing, so yummy, you should give this recipe to Seonghwa, the boys would love this.”

You murmured and dug into your food, barely taking a bite, playing around with your fork.

„Is something wrong Y/N?” asked Hongjoong with a concerned look at your sudden behaviour change.

„Well, I was thinking... you know, I'm getting old and I was thinking that I shouldn't postpone it for the child's sake. Uhm, I-I want a baby Joongie. I want to be the mom to your child.”

Hongjoong was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say to the words that came out of your mouth. His hands taking yours, keeping them warm and kissing the top of your knuckles.

„You've known my opinion, I've already told you many times that I'd be more than happy to become a dad to our baby. It's your body, honey. If you think that you're ready to become a mom, I'll be more than happy to acknowledge your decision of us becoming parents. Now, finish your pasta, you need to eat and be healthy, and you can't be under stress, so after we eat, I'll give you a good massage and we'll move to my favourite part.”

You let out small laughter at his words, pleased to know that Hongjoong isn't disapproving of you wanting a baby. After all, he could still act like a dick and tell you that he'd leave you if you got pregnant. As you finished your meal, Hongjoong wrapped you in a tight hug, showering you with kisses and love. And at that moment you knew, that your baby would have the most caring parents it could ever have.

⩥ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

„Hwa, Hwa, what do you think of this dress, it looks good right?“ Twirling around in the changing room to see yourself from all angles, you asked your boyfriend Seonghwa for his opinion on the tight-fitting burgundy dress with a high slit on one side. You were supposed to accompany him to his company's gala, so you two went for some shopping.

„You look amazing love, we'll take them, now let's go and pay already, so we can go eat. I'm starving.“ you changed back to your clothes, folding the dress over your elbow, careful not to crease it. As you came out of the changing room, on your way to the cashier, you passed the baby section of the store, stopping to look at it. Seonghwa quickly noticed that you stopped, since his arm was wrapped around your waist, turning around to see you crumbling and melting over all those cute baby clothes, he couldn't help but frown, not understanding as to why you were checking out baby clothes.

„Uhm, what are you doing? Let's go Y/N...“ he took your hand to tug you and make you go, you not moving a step. „Seonghwa, you could wait for hours until I found the right dress, you can wait another 5 minutes. Come on, don't tell me you don't find these cute. Just look at how small it is, and all those lovely patterns“

„Okay Y/N, you found one babygrow with teddy bears on it, can we go now?“ You looked at him in disbelief, taken aback by how dry and kinda mean his answer was. „What's the attitude of yours? You don't want a kid one day?“ Crossing your arms on your chest, you looked up to meet his radiant eyes, Seonghwa without a doubt trying to come up with a diplomatic answer. „No babe, that's- that's not what I meant- Uh, let's go Y/N, I'm hungry.“

„No Seonghwa, I'm not moving from here. I want a baby, and if you don't want me to throw a tantrum and embarrass you in front of the whole shopping centre, you better tell me your opinion on us having a baby right now.“ he put on his awkward smile, rubbing his temple. „Y/N, I- the vision of us being parents to a little bundle of joy, sounds appealing, and if that's what you want, we can discuss it over lunch, okay? Now, please baby, I want to eat already.“ Seonghwa showed you the pout he knew you couldn't resist, paying for the dress you two were off to his favourite restaurant. And after finally getting to eat, it was as if Seonghwa's mind got switched, immediately joining you in your baby fever.

⩥ 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

„Now open your mouth- waaa, you're such a good baby, eating so well anything I give you, even though the spinach porridge tastes horrible...” you cooed at the adorable child that was sitting in front of you in a baby chair.

You were at your friend's apartment, feeding her little princess while she was cooking. „Is Yunho coming to pick you up?” she asked with a curiousness in her voice. „Yeah, well, he's supposed to pick me up, but you know how packed his schedule is, and I don't want to stress him more, with constant nagging. But I think he might be here in maybe 20 minutes.”

Feeding her princess the last spoonful of spinach porridge, you wiped the baby with a towel, since green stains were everywhere, starting from her tiny fingers to the bridge of her nose. Changing her baby grow, so she's not in dirty clothes, laying her on the ground, you surrounded her with many different educational toys to play with, you breath out after taking care of the baby.

„Wah, Sora, you have my full respect after this day, who would've thought that taking care of a baby is this exhausting.“

„Hahah, thank you so much Y/N, you helped me a lot today, yeah well.. it is hard, but you get used to it after a while.“ and as you both chatted over a coffee, the doorbell rang signalising Yunho was here. Sora opened the door for Yunho, greeting him politely before letting him embrace you in a warm hug, showering you with kisses.

„I'm sorry I'm late Y/N, we had to finish one thing.“ he said as you walked over to the tiny princess who laid on the floor playing with toys.

„It's okay Yuyu, at least I had more time to play with this cutie, isn't she adorable? Yunho, let's make one too, I've been thinking about this for a long time, what do you think? Having a little me or you, we could feed with our love, play around with, go on walks together..., work has been exhausting lately and having a little bundle of joy to brighten up our days...“ Yunho's eyes widened happily at the idea, he actually wanted to bring it up a long time ago, but didn't want you to feel pressured so he let it be

„Baby, that sounds amazing, but only under one condition! It'll become a dancer like daddy!“ you laughed and nodded, pecking his nose, before bidding goodbye to your friend Sora to let her rest and as well get home as soon as possible so you can begin the process with....

⩥ 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

„What are you doing?” you asked your boyfriend Yeosang who was sitting in the living room, his eyes glued on the screen of the TV. „Watching a variety show.”

„Variety show?” you shrugged your eyebrows and sat down on the couch next to him, wanting to see yourself since it was a rarity for your boyfriend to watch TV, less so watch some stupid variety show. Cuddling closer to Yeosang, to get warmer, you laid your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around your body. „It's about kpop idols, who have to spend their days taking care of a baby.”

You hummed in understatement and watch how the people on the screen struggled to take care of babies, failing in washing or feeding them. Unable to hold the laughter any longer at how clumsy they were, you drifted your eyes to Yeosang, finding out he probably didn't find it as funny as you did. His face focused as if he was trying to learn as many things as possible, his eyes shining softly in loveliness. „What's with that look honey?” noticing you staring at him, he took his eyes off the screen, looking at your face, curiousness hearable in your voice.

„I just liked how cute it was, the giggling of the babies and how tiny they look, with their big eyes. You just want to smother them with kisses and cuddle them all day long.” You expected everything, but definitely not this, looking at him in shock. „Oh wow, I mean, yeah, they're cute.. do you want one? I've been playing with this idea in my head for a long time, but I didn't know how to approach you with it. Do you want a kid?”

Eyes widening in excitements, he pulled you closer to him, squeezing you hard in a hug. „I thought you would've never asked. I would love to have a child oh my god Y/N, you've just made me the happiest man on this planet. We are gonna make babies!”

⩥ 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐧

Me: [video attachment]

Me: oh my god Sannie, look at how cute it is when it tries to say 'mama'

San: adorable but not as adorable as you

Continuing in your previous activity of scrolling down all the baby-themed pages of Instagram, you adored all those lovely videos of newborns with their parents. Drifting your mind into your little world full of babies, you heard the front door opening, signalising your boyfriend San came back home from the work. Getting up from the couch you were sitting on, you ran to the hallway, falling into his embrace, he picked you up slightly so that you were standing on your tip-toes, eye-level with him, giving his lips a light peck. „What was with the baby videos you sent to me the whole day, darling?”

Landing you back on your feet, you took his bag from his hand and went to the kitchen, San following you. „I don't know, I just couldn't help myself, they were too cute to not send you.” Placing his bag on the dining table and sitting on the kitchen counter you poured yourself a glass of water, waiting for him to react to your words in any way, instead he just hummed in understatement. „Mhm, maybe you've caught a baby fever.” chuckling at his words you put the glass back on the counter, tilting your head and looking him deep into his dark eyes.

„Yeah I know, I want a baby San. Make me a child please.” almost choking on his water he spilt some of it on you, taking you back with his action. „Uh, I, baby? I mean, yeah they're cute and all, but having our own? Wouldn't you prefer having another kitty? Byeol must be feeling lonely...” pouting and shrugging your eyebrows, you scoffed at his words playfully. „I'm feeling lonely too, so make me a baby, we might consider buying another kitty, but first things first, I want a child, think of the idea, we could shower it with love, play with it, imagine walking it to the kindergarten every day, the idea itself is just so precious.” smiling at your words San thought about the idea as well, firstly seeing you with a swollen belly, he could peck every day and then caress it singing to the baby in the womb, then after it was born, just seeing the tiny bundle of love sleep in his arms, all those making his heart flutter, sooner or later after some serious discussions, agreeing to try for a baby.

⩥ 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

„Isn't Seonghwa's daughter cute? Aww, she's such a cute princess, I was playing with her while you two trained and she's so polite and kind as well. Seonghwa must be an amazing father no doubt.“ coming home from his practice you accompanied him to, Mingi was so exhausted, that he just laid on your lap, listening to what you had to say. Humming in agreement to your chatter about Seonghwa and his little daughter.

„Seeing how well he manages to take care of her, despite being an idol, I realised that it's possible and I don't necessarily hold back just because of your work. I wanted to come with this idea in a few years when your schedule won't be so hard, but I just really want to have a child. I want to be here for you so I'll understand if your schedule won't allow you to have a child right now, but just think about this, okay Mingi?“ Not getting any answer you leaned down, to look at his face, seeing him already asleep. „Geeesh, you could've told me that you're asleep, now I have to overgo this conversation again in the morning.“ pouting, you lifted his head lightly to not wake him up, laying down and putting it back on your belly. Pulling a comforter over the two of you, you caressed his head as you were slowly falling asleep yourself.

As you woke up to the sound of your alarm, sitting up, you noticed that Mingi's side of the bed was empty and cold, meaning he left a long time ago „He's probably training already...“ Stretching your body to wake up properly, you went down to the kitchen to get yourself a glass of water to start the day. Instead being met with a fully served table full of your favourite breakfast meal. „If you want a baby, you have to eat proper and healthy meals, I actually heard you yesterday, so don't worry, you don't have to overgo the conversation again, I'm in. Now, come and eat before it gets cold.“

⩥ 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

Laying in the rose-scented water with foamy bubbles, your back pressed against your boyfriend's chest, Wooyoung's hands wrapped around you, you two just laying there and enjoying the peaceful and relaxing moment with each other. „Wooyoungie, yesterday you asked me what gift I want for Christmas.“

„Mhm, yes I remember, so? Have you decided, you know, because I don't want to give you something you won't like...“ Tilting your head back to look at him, hesitantly smiling at him. „I was mulling over it carefully... and I came to the result that I want a baby.“ you could feel his grip tighten around your frame. „A baby? Why a baby when you have me? If we'll have a baby we won't have that much time for each other, I don't want to lose you. You'll abandon me for the sake of the baby. You can baby me.“ Sighing at his jealousness of your potential baby you turned your head back to its previous place, looking at the wall in front of you, trying to come up with the best response.

„Wooyoungie, what are you talking about? Are you jealous? Don't be, of course, I won't abandon you, you'll still be the number one person in my life, along with our baby. Come on, have you ever taken care of a baby? Trust me you'd love it, I could take care of you and the baby as well and shower you both with my love. I want a baby Wooyoungie, please honey, pretty please.“ Kissing your shoulders, Wooyoung nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. „But why a baby? We could get a puppy, it's basically the same.“

⩥ 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨

„Baby, baby, baby, baby!“ playfully yelling those words into Jongho's ears, knowing well the word 'baby' irritated him since yesterday's night when you confessed to him that you want a baby. „Y/N darling, please stop.“ looking at his whining face, you poked his nose, kissing his cheek. „Not until you tell me why you don't want a baby, yesterday you just told me no without any reason. I need to understand, Jong.“ Sighing at your childish demeanour, your eyes digging holes into him. „Okay, okay, but promise me to stop with this when I give you a proper explanation.“ Raising his pinky to your eye-level, intertwining yours with his.

„Remember that you just pinky-promised, so, what were you asking? Ah right, why do I not want a baby? I mean, isn't it obvious? I'm too young to have a baby! And you're too, you should stop hanging out with hyungs' partners, I'm sure they gave you this idea!“ pouting at his explanation, you crossed your arms on your chest. „Okay then I want a kitty!“ looking up at your face to see if you were serious, he realized you were. „Oh my- Y/N, why are you doing this? We don't need a baby nor a cat right now!“

„We need! You won't let me baby you and take care of you anymore since you try to act like an independent adult, that's why I want a baby or kitten I can spoil with love.“ laying his head in your lap, looking up at you. „If that's why, you can baby me, but no baby for a few years and no cat, it'll leave fur and hair everywhere. But if you insist, rather the baby than the cat.“

[please-buckme]

The View From The Fire Escape. (2/3)

Bucky Barnes x gn!reader

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: fluff, sexual situation 18+, and ANGST BABY, and sorry.

Part 1 // Part 3

The sun beamed through your bedroom window shortly after you fell asleep, peeking it’s rays passed your makeshift curtains. You tossed and turned all morning as thoughts of Bucky ran through your head.

You’d seen him from afar almost every night since he moved in. At first he was shy, only ducking his head out for air every now and then. Eventually, though, you asked him to stick around, have a beer with you. He declined the offer the first couple of times, but one night he was out there before you as if he were waiting for you.

Since then, you were his late night remedy after another terrible nightmare. Some nights you would be too tired to set out and talk. Those nights were the worst for Bucky.

You helped him think of other things, helped him take his mind off of his past if only for a short time. So when you weren’t out there he had nothing but time to sit alone and think. Think of all the things he’s done, all the horrors of his past. His victims' faces flashing to life as he relives every moment. When you didn’t save him from himself, he could never go back to sleep. He was always too scared and frightened at what his mind would make him relive if he closed his eyes, again.

But sometimes, after you talk for a while, he would dream of you. Even though he’d only seen you from across the way as well, in his dreams he was touching your soft skin. He could still hear you giggling but this time in his ear as he kissed down your neck. Those dreams he cherished. You were the only positive thing his unconscious mind would grant him and he was okay with that.

//

Your alarm went off at 10am, giving you just enough time to shower, do your hair and get dressed. The weather outside was beautiful; clear skies and sunny. You dressed for summer for the first time in over a year. It didn’t take long for 11am to hit as you found yourself rushing around your apartment, scrambling to find your keys and wallet. Instead of putting your shoes on, you grabbed them and rushed out the door;

Locking the door from the inside.

You were late. Only by five minutes, but Bucky began to panic. You were the first person he was seeing that wasn’t part of him trying to ‘make amends’. He liked you and that was a lot for him to process already. You were the first person who was genuinely nice to him since the blip. He didn’t want to screw this up.

When you were six minutes late, the heavy breathing kicked in. As if he wasn’t nervous enough, now he’s sure you weren’t coming. He scratches his head in defeat and begins to walk away.

Before he could get too far, though, you come barreling out the door,

“Bucky? Bucky, oh my god. I’m so sorry.” You say out of breath. “One minute I was getting ready and the next my favorite song came on so I got a little lost and then- BAM” you shout, making Bucky jump in surprise. He could tell you were nervous too, just from the rambling. You rambled a lot when you were nervous. He found it cute.

“It was 10:55. I’m so sorry. I hope you weren’t down here long.”

“No just-“ He looks at the watch on his right wrist, “about ten minutes. I was early.” He states, clearing his throat.

Once you caught your breath reality set in. Here he was. He was even more beautiful up close. But it was really just his face you could admire, the rest of him was covered from his neck to his toes in dark clothing.

“You know it’s, like, eighty degrees out, right?” You giggle, looking his attire over.

He sighed, “Ah.. yeah, I’ll be fine. This actually keeps me cool.” He lied.

“Really? Your black leather jacket with matching gloves keeps you cool?”

He shakes his head, smirking down at you, “Ya know, you’re way more annoying in this proximity. I think I’m just gonna-“ He laughs, pointing to his apartment.

“Shut up.” You say shoving his left shoulder. Your palm landed on his covered metal arm and Bucky grabbed your wrist gently before lowering it back to your side.

“So what’s the plan today?” He asks, trying to cut through the awkwardness he’d brought between the two of you.

“Well, first I’ll put my shoes on, and then I thought we’d go to the square. There’s some sort of event going on. I thought it’d be more fun to walk around rather than sit and talk.” You shrug.

You were awkward but confident in your own way. It’s like you embraced the awkwardness and Bucky loved that about you. To his surprise, but not really that surprising, you were more awkward in person. But also so beautiful. More beautiful than he’d dreamed. The skin that peaked through your clothing appeared soft. He wanted to reach out and touch you, but at the same time didn’t want to rush anything. Bucky was old fashioned in many ways and dating was one.

You beamed this sort of natural glow under your shy demeanor. Bucky smiled, “We can do whatever you want, after I help you with your shoes.”

“Oh.. you don’t have ta- waaa” Bucky helped you balance as he held your foot over his knee, placing the shoe on each foot, then double knotting your laces. “He can tie shoes too. God, is there anything you can’t do?” You giggle.

Bucky groans like an old man as stood back on his feet, “whistle.” He grins.

“You’re lying.”

“Yeah, I am.” He laughs, nudging your shoulder. “Come on.”

You smile up at him when he holds his right arm out to you. Your arm links with his as he walks you around the busy Brooklyn sidewalk.

//

The square was packed. Kids running around you and Bucky with every other step, it feels like. You watch as he held back a smile when a sweet little girl ran up and gave him a flower.

“Oh, is this for me?” He asked, kneeling down to her eye level. She nods, “Thank you, Doll. I’ll keep it til the petals fall off, how’s that sound?” He smiled as she giggled and ran away.

“And he’s good with kids.” You note aloud again.

“Kids are much easier to talk to than adults.” He smirked.

Bucky held onto the flower the entire time. It made your heart melt a little more each time you caught him twirling it between his fingers. He was simple. Even the smallest act of kindness went a long way with him.

You moved from booth to booth, shop to shop, trying on hats that made Bucky grin and ate the greased food Bucky's ever consumed. He watched as you talked to the small business owners littering the square just hoping for people to buy from their booth. He notices the crinkles by your eye when you laugh. He’d never seen such beauty in one smile. You were kind, understanding and patient with him and that’s exactly what he needed.

You never asked about his arm and he was so grateful for that. When he came out shirtless the first time he didn’t know you were there. His breath hitched in his throat when he saw you waving over to him. He expected all the usual questions, but you never asked one.

Even today you grabbed it to drag him to another booth and you didn’t even flinch. This put Bucky at ease. You're the first person to hold his hand in years. It’s silly but it means more to him than you’ll ever know.

“What do you think of these?” You ask, trying on a pair of sunglasses.

“I like the other ones.” He points to the other pair in your hand.

“Hmm, okay. Just these then.” You pay for the sunglasses and walk back the way you came as the event was ending.

“Did you have fun?” Bucky asked, hesitantly moving his hand closer to yours.

“I had a great time, Buck. You’re good company.” His heart lurched at the complement. He stretched his pinky out towards the back of your palm, running it open and down your soft skin before you got the hint and took his hand into yours. You both wore smiles the whole way back.

The walk home was pretty quiet. You’d gotten a little more comfortable and rested your head against his leather covered metal arm, sighing as your feet began to ache.

“Thanks for hanging out with me.” You say once you arrived at your building.

“Thanks for inviting me.” He gave you a shy smile.

It was still midday and you were positive you’d be too tired to sit out tonight. In all honesty you weren’t quite ready to say goodbye just yet. You cleared your throat, trying to think of a way to get him upstairs without sounding too desperate.

“I’d love to put that pretty flower in a vase for you,” it wasn’t a great excuse but you gotta work with what you got.

“Are you trying to steal my flower?” He scoffed jokingly.

“Of course not I-“

“The audacity..”

“Shut up,” you giggle. “I’m just trying to get you upstairs, okay?” The air around you thickens. Did you really just say that? I thought we were going for not too desperate.

“I don’t think that’s-“

“It's okay, Bucky. I just wasn’t ready to say goodbye, is all.” The frown you wore made his heart sink. Has he upset you now?

“You know, I’m not really ready to say goodbye either.” He grins down at you. A soft sigh of relief comes from you and you smile, taking his hand into yours again and dragging him upstairs.

Once you opened the door, you kicked yourself for not cleaning up. It wasn’t too bad just empty beer bottles on your coffee table and an open pizza box.

“Sorry it’s so messy.” You apologize, picking things up on your way to the kitchen. “Would you like a plum?”

“No thanks. I have a bad history with plums.” Bucky says. You hum in understanding even though you were totally confused. But that is also going into the ill-talk-about-it-when-I-want-to-talk-about-it file.

Are the nightmares plum related? Anyways.

Bucky followed you to the kitchen and watched as you ate the plum. The juices of the plum stained your lips and even ran down your chin. Bucky was drooling over you. So beautiful and sexy and you’re just eating a plum. He hadn’t realized his mouth was hanging open as he watched you, but you did.

You smiled shyly, “Would you like a bite?” You asked, pulling Bucky from his trance.

He smirked, “Out of you or the plum?”

Your cheeks flushed as you swollen the remnants of the plum and the lump that now sat in your throat. “That’s entirely up to you, Buck.”

He smiled. He was a little nervous to go too far with you but he couldn’t stand it any longer. It’d been so long since someone noticed him the way you do and watching those juices drip down your chin did him in. He needed you just as bad as you wanted him.

He walked up to you slowly, taking the plum from you and biting into it. The juices now glossed his lips as well as he whispered, “how about both?”

A whimper fell from your lips, making Bucky lose all sense of control. Letting the plum slip from his fingertips, he cupped your face with his hands before smashing his lips to yours. He absentmindedly raised you to your tiptoes, so entranced with your taste. He could taste the plum on your breath and somehow that tasted even sweeter than taking a bite straight from the plum itself.

Bucky was drunk for the first time in decades and he didn’t need alcohol to do it; he just needed you. You were the elixir he’d been searching for all this time. He needed you as much as he needed oxygen to breathe.

You moaned into his mouth as he lifted you into his arms and carried you to your room as if he’d done it a million times before.

Your head hit the mattress as he laid you down. He groaned into your mouth, rubbing himself against you. “Bucky..” you whimpered once his lips trailed to your neck.

This was something you never thought would happen but you wouldn’t trade it for anything. You wanted all of him; his touch, his affection, his past, his secrets he’d never even tell his closest friend, his bad days, his good days, everything. You were overwhelmed with him, his cologne taking over your sense and his tender touches sending you into a frenzy.

Once he got to your chest, you sat up and flipped him over, pinning his hands above his head as you did so. You began to trail kisses down his neck now and undid his jacket.

Bucky winced when you pinned him down. He felt a panic attack approaching and he did everything he could to stop it. He tried to steady his breathing but with the way you were kissing him, that was never going to happen. He started counting to ten slowly in his head, but nothing he did could stop this attack from coming on. Flashbacks of being chained to gurneys and beds hit him like a ton of bricks.

“Oh god-“ he cried, making you stop and look up at him.

“Bucky-? Are you okay?”

He couldn’t hear you through the pounding in his ears and the noises of them working on his arm that were etched into his memories.

“Stop-“ he cried out, more to himself than you.

“Bucky what’s wrong? Did I do something?” You asked worried but also a little frightened.

“Get off of me..” He whimpered.

“Bucky?”

“I said get off of me.” Bucky through you to the floor as he sat up. Tears streamed down his face now. The panic attack was in full swing and he didn’t know what to do. All he knew was that he had to get out of here.

“I’m so sorry, y/n. I really am.” He apologized just before running down the hall and out of your apartment.

Bucky left you confused, hurt and now frightened. Your body ached from being thrown to the floor.

All you knew was, the man you came into the apartment with wasn’t the same one who left.

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It's been a long while, but I still think about this boy a lot. So here's more Venom Deku.

Anyway, despite his fears, when Izuku returns to school, he's greeted differently by the students. Much more differently than he expected.

"Hey, hey, open your mouth!" one of the kids cheers.

Others join in, and Izuku's not sure what to do at first. But eventually he does, opening his mouth and showing off his teeth. His fangs gleam in the light of the room.

"It's true! Deku got a quirk!" a kid says.

"Waaa, those teeth are sharp!"

"So cool, so cool!"

"Hey, what does your quirk do, Deku?"

The kids crowd around him, overwhelming him a bit to the point he sweats.

The last time he interacted with these very same students, they were pointing at him. Laughing at him. Calling him names, including the one they still called him. But this time, there wasn't that same sting of mocking to it, more like the name came out of habit.

Still calling him useless, as the name implied, but it no longer carried the same meaning or intent to it.

They were smiling. Cheerful. Eager. It was the same sorts of smiles he'd get before they all realized he wouldn't get a quirk. Before they all started saying hurtful things instead.

He wasn’t sure how to take it all in, and his vision almost started to swirl as he babbled uselessly, trying to find the right words to make it out of his little mouth.

The teacher intervenes.

"Come on, now. I know we're all happy to see Midoriya-kun again, but he was very sick. What do we do with sick people?"

"We be careful?"

"Exactly! So, let's back up and let Midoriya-kun breathe, okay? Let's be gentle and talk with him at his pace." Then the teacher turns and smiles at him. "Would you like that, Midoriya-kun?"

Izuku's shocked for a moment.

Most of the teachers back then, before he got his 'quirk', had stopped talking with him as much. They seemed to prefer to act like he wasn't there at all. This teacher was one of them. However, Miss Kakinori was talking to him once again, and for a moment, wasn’t sure what to say. But responding to adults seemed to always come easier to him than responding to kids.

"Uhm...okay..."

The teacher smiles and guides him to a new preschool seat, a different one than he'd had last he was there.

It’s strange. It was the same sort of smile he’d seen on the principal’s face when his mommy told them he was a ‘late bloomer’ regarding his ‘quirk’. A smile of…hmm. It seemed happy. Not fake. Something that was…what was the word…

Relieved?

He isn’t sure.

— — — — — —

He spends some time to himself, as the teacher did tell them to take it easy on him. But as he listens—his hearing has gotten really, really good as of late—he can tell he’s the subject of each little group’s conversations during morning playtime. 

They talk about how he looked the same, but something about him is different. Some speculate over what his fangs can do. Others wonder if he’d bite them

Izuku tries not to pay too much attention to it all. He’s not that interested.

He thought he’d appreciate the attention, but seeing the change in behavior made Izuku feel…uncomfortable.

Fake.

Izuku blinks, tilting his head up.

Fake little morsels. Their positive attention will wane. Their true colors will reveal themselves. We know this.

“Fake…?”

“Oi, Deku.”

Izuku blinks, recognizing the voice of his friend. He looks down from the ceiling to see Kacchan standing there with his fists balled. The three other boys they hang around with are there with him, too. Kacchan crosses his arms.

“So you finally got a quirk. You’re late. What is it?”

“Eh? Uhm…”

Ah. Momma didn’t tell him what to say his quirk was. Only that a quirk had come in and it was being…studied? Yeah. But Kacchan wouldn’t like that answer.

“Well…” he sweats a little. “I…I can chew a lotta stuff really well.”

Sho, the boy with long fingers, raises his eyebrows. “Oooh, that sounds cool. What can you chew?”

“Uhm…I…”

A memory occurs to him. Not one of his own, but one of Deep Voice’s. The memory of being on all fours, of feeling hot and sweaty, of seeking after little crawling furry things and breaking through their skulls for their brains.

“I can…I can chew through bones!”

The three boys gasp in surprise, eyes opening wide with awe. Though Kacchan’s expression doesn’t change much. Izuku feels more nervous.

“A…And I can smell stuff really good now.”

“Smell stuff? Like what?” Hiro, the boy with wings, asks.

“Uhm…like…”

He considers what to do before, just thinking about it, he leans forward and sniffs at him. The boy backs up a bit, the others looking at him weirdly, but Izuku stops after a moment, looking up at Hiro.

“You had…chicken? Like…fried. Torikatsu?”

“Yeah… Yeah!” Hiro’s wings flap behind him and he cheers. “I did! We had torikatsu and rice for dinner! You could smell that?”

“Y-Yeah!”

Izuku feels himself getting excited, the other boys praising him and asking him to guess what they ate based on their smell. Except, Kacchan doesn’t seem as excited as the other boys. Instead, he just stares at him for a good moment as their friends surround and praise Izuku.

He guesses right each time, finding out either something they ate for dinner or something they ate for breakfast. Sometimes, he even guesses a snack. But the scents of the food they ate still linger on them. There’s other smells, too, though Izuku’s not sure he knows what they mean yet.

Regardless, he’s surrounded by the smiles of people he’s always wanted to have fun with. And he’s happy. He’s really happy.

He smiles really big as they praise him.

“Hmm.”

Izuku and the others look over at Kacchan, who had started looking down at the floor, his arms still crossed. He seems to be thinking. But he finishes, huffing.

He turns around, no longer facing them.

“If that’s all there is to it, it’s not that big of a deal.”

…Huh?

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TMA for the ask game!

HOOOLY SHIT OKAY!!! Mwah kisses you on the forehead/p

Blorbo - my blorbo is probably Michael! I was absolutely obsessed with that guy and the system decided to fuck around and get a fictive of him so that was a time! He’s got such an interesting character I love all the discussion around identity and if you have a self. Ot hit very close to home and he is very dissociation actually so that was relatable! Michael Shelley is great , on of the most anger inducing things is people infantilising Michael Shelley. He’s not a kid you absolute dipshit. The distortion itself is such a cool concept and I’m obsessed. Michael distortion is both but also not really either and waaa I love them<3<3<3 ALSO Melanie king! I cannot talk as much about her I have strong incoherent thoughts about her she is wonderful and probs the smartest archive assistant in the show. (Sasha was not ‘the brain cell’ actually she followed some blond weirdo to an abandoned pub) and her and Georgie are so much to me! BUT LIKE…Michael , Melanie and Sasha James too if I had to pick. Sasha means a lot to me and I disagree with the fanon of ‘oh she’s the brain cell’ no the fuck she is not, let a girl be a lil silly omg you guys hate to see a girlboss winning.

Scrunkly - hmm. You see all of them are just SO. I think if I was forced to choose I would go Jane Prentiss! I’m a strong believer she did nothing wrong, her arc hit very close as someone with bfrbs and dependency issues! She is wonderful I’m corruption aligned. I think a lot about her pre corruption and what she said in her statement about going to the park in the sun and drinking wine. It’s healing to imagine her doing the same while with the hive, or post-hive (I read a fic and it was good so now it’s canon) I think she is wonderful! And gorgeous with the worms btw, only lame people don’t think she’s cute with the worms.

Scrimblo bimblo - OLIVER BANKS. Get fucked he’s like sexiest best most epic guy ever he committed identify theft to take a nap and I felt him! Epic guy wonderful I don’t know too much about him but Oliver banks is one of my favourite characters! Not to mention I love end avatars, not aligned with it much myself but it slaps!

Glup shitto - RYAN (mentioned in episode 101, Michael’s statement) AND GABRIEL THE WORKER OF CLAY (I think he’s mentioned more than once but mainly ep 101 again) my lord I have so any thoughts about how Michael and Ryan’s childhood friendship literally lead to Michael becoming the distortion! What if Ryan’s not dead hmm? What I’d they reunited hmm? What if they were besties again hmm? Also the worker of clay is such a cool character, he basically worshiped the distortion and “dissolved his veins in crimson mud” when the great twisting failed. I’m obsessed. Since people like religious themes in relationships so much JUST LOOK AT GABRIEL WORKER OF CLAY!!!! So many opportunities here you’re all sleeping on them.

Poor little meow meow - Jon sad guy Sims my favourite pathetic archivist <3<3<3<3 he’s just sopping wet!! Love him!! Quite relatable but like specifically in seasons 2 and up. Don’t relate much to academic nerd my test week starts tomorrow and I haven’t done any revision. I can however relate to paranoia and suspicion of those who care about you <3 ! Idk if I have a problematic fave? I genuinely dislike Gertrude Robinson but I’m not like weird about it. System Michael feels quite strongly about it and I always disliked the fact she is reminiscent of adults I tried to gain the approval of and failed and got upset. Soooo I don’t like gertie but if you do good for you ! So Jon is my most pathetic guy I like methinks.

Horse plinko - my hc and fic track record would suggest Michael and Jon! And Tim! I love me some good Tim after realising not-Sasha isn’t Sasha! I love Tim but oh my lord that is the good shit. I would torment Elias bc fuck him (mad at what he did to Melanie and Martin specifically I don’t care if he kills people or is evil I’m mad at two very specific events).

Eeby deeby - we’ve already talked about my feelings on Gertrude. I hate her but that’s entirely for bias and personal reasons and she’s a well written and compelling character. I’m not like overly big on hating Elias he’s whatever, I DO hate Peter Lukas, I think people really minimise how awful he really was. He did what Gertrude did but he never had any good intentions! At least gertie was trying to save the world. Peter was just a dick. Of course he’s still funny and I like that he got PLAYED by Martin WOOO go Martin (didn’t fit any of the categories but Martin is very important to me and he’s a badass and cool stop being like ‘soft boy’ bc my lad he is a full grown man you’re just fatphobic.) anyways! Answer? MARY KEAY. I cannot believe I haven’t mentioned my hatred for her before. (She’s again well written the podcast is good so like obvs) BUT MY LORD. she is quite like our mother in some aspects and Gerry’s statement hit quite hard. She’s a bitch with do redeeming features no good intentions I would happily see her rot <3<3

And on that note!!! Thank you sm for the ask bestie I love an excuse to go back to my roots and talk about my lovely archives guys

[droogiesanddiscourse]

Jack Torrance with a Gender Neutral! S/O

Original Message: @anon Jack Torrance with a gender neutral reader who has diagnosed depression? I love your soft Jack Torrance imagines 🥺🥺

Thank you! I am so glad you enjoy it. This is a super special prompt to me, because I also am gender nonconforming! I understand how important comfort characters can be, and I hope this is fun for you! Thank you!! This also made me cry while writing this waaa. 

Warnings: None! Safe for everyone. 

• The first time you told Jack you were gender-nonconforming, he felt a little confused. He’s never met someone who identified like you. He’s extremely fascinated, though. Jack’s a bit of a dumbass, so he might have a difficult time remembering everything, but he really tries his best. 

• He’s a writer, and knows that “they/them/theirs” can be used to describe a singular person, so he’s not one of those GRRR GRAMMAR BAD people if you want to be referred by those pronouns. 

• “So, what do I call ya? What kinda pronouns you use? Sorry, I don’t have too much experience with this, so I might need some reminding in the beginning.”  

• If he ever refers to you as your assigned gender at birth, or your dead name, just correct him. He’ll give a quick, “ok! (Y/N), sorry about that,” and try the sentence again with corrections. He doesn’t make a big deal about it at all. Eventually he won’t need to be corrected at all! 

• Will also make sure to ask you what kind of petnames you feel comfortable with him calling. Some names can be considered gendered, and if it makes you uncomfortable he’ll be sure to come up with alternatives. 

• Will be so inspired by you that he considers writing a gender neutral character within his next novel. He’ll always come to you for tips and advice for how to portray them accurately. Jack wants to help make you feel a little more comfortable with your gender identity by creating characters that provide good representations of non-binary individuals within his media. 

• If you ever have issues with gender dysphoria, or feel like you’re faking it for attention, Jack will immediately be right by your side to comfort you. He always will affirm your gender identity, and says how lucky he is to have you in his life. Will also get PISSED if anyone tries to invalidate you, I mean he start throwing fists. 

• Jack has some form of depression too, so he understands the signs when you are having a flair up / episode. He’ll do his best to keep you up and moving when you feel down, because that’s what always helps him! 

• Jack will show you some of his coping mechanisms, such as throwing that red ball as hard as he can against the wall when he has writers block. He thinks maybe that will help you get some pent up frustrations and angers out.  

• Will always make sure you are taking your medicine, because he knows how important that is. Also Jack will make sure you are taking care of yourself, helping you get enough water, eat a little bit, and shower. He’ll celebrate the little wins. 

• Other days you just want to curl up in a ball and lay in bed. Jack understands that too, and will snuggle up and hold you tight. He knows you might not want to talk during these moments much, but just wants to be present in case you do. If not, he’ll just stay with you in silent support. 

• Jack doesn’t always know everything, he makes mistakes, he slips up. But he does know one thing - he loves you for you, and nothing will change that. 

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 722: Honda, howl!!

Pag 1

1: Honda from Kamo High jumped ahead!!

2: And the two guys from Sohoku, last year's national champion, aren't moving!!

3: No!!

You're not composed anymore, Sohoku!!

4: Honda is so fast!!

He's accelerating so quickly!!

Don't tell me....

Pag 2

1: That the one who will run in the Inter High as Chiba prefecture's representative, will be Kamo High.....

Pag 3

1: Will it be Kamogawa High!?

2: He caught up to Naruko, who had ran ahead on his own!!

Pag 4

1: He'll pass him!!

Naruko has been running in the lead by himself, so of course he'll be at the limit of his stamina

2: Dammit, I'm reaching my limit!!

Ugh-

3: My brothers' dream

The dream of going to participating in the Inter High, I'll make it come true!!

4: You'll see.....!!

You'll see!!

5: I'll win this race

6: and with everyone's blessings

Pag 5

1: I'll magnificently face the Inter High – that's my vision of my future!!

3: He passed Naruko of the champion, Sohoku!!

Honda from the local Kamo High is jumping to the top!!

Pag 6

1: Dammit, I'm goping to be left behind!!

2: Maybe, if you had enough water in your bottle.... huh?

5: Today was hotter than expected

I can see you're exhausted, you can't pull out as much power as before

6: But this is our hometown, so we are prepared for the weather to become so hot

8: I'm the third and smartest of the Honda siblings, Honda Ryouzou- remember it!!

Kamo High is accelerating!! He's leaving Naruko behind!!

Pag 7

1: That's right....

I'm sure

2: Since the ranking in the Inter High is by right of the prefecture, we'll have the one-digit numbers

And I

3: will have the number 1 bib!!

5: Sohoku!!

Sohoku!! One streng cyclist jumped ahead!!

Pag 8

1: Move!!

Sohoku!!

What are you doing!!

4: I came here to see Sohoku's overwhelming victory!!

6: What the hell!!

Pag 9

1: Why aren't you moving

Aren't you going to move, Sohoku's Imaizumi!?

2: Kashiwahigashi's.... Nomura?

3: I'm not saying this because we're opponents, but you're acting weird today!!

4: Yeah, the heat is affecting our bodies, so we're waiting for our supplies

5: Waiting!?

The heat really made you weird- the supply place is ahead

7: So, go ahead!!

8: Don't worry, our supplies

Pag 10

1: Are behind us

3: Behind? You mean someone is carrying them?

No way they can do that

4: Yeah, our unreliable first years

Pag 11

1: First years!? You gave such an important role to first years!?

2: Is there a problem?

Obviously!!

3: They're not used to high school's races, they're inexperienced, and they're behind carrying weights- how can they get here without troubles!?

4: It's not....

Uh-uhm

5: Maybe

I think maybe they're having a hard time, but

6: I think they'll come

7: I'm sure they understand how important this role is, so.....

After all, the two people who are coming now, even in the race in the club the other day....

Pag 12

1: They worked really hard!!

Pag 13

5: Two people are coming from behind

Those jerseys.... they're Sohoku's first years!!

6: I.....

Pag 14

1: I see them, Rokudai!!

Gau!!

2: This time Imaizumi-san and Onoda-san are really here!!

3: They're.... they're here, really....!!

Did you anticipate all this....

…. no

4: This heat was completely unexpected

And also....

Pag 15

1: the fact that they look like the “helping hands*” (LOL)

You- you look cool, Rokudai-kun

*(NdT.: a comedy performance in which one person wears an haori on their shoulders, while another person behind them puts their hands through the sleeves of the haori and feeds the person in front)

2: But

3: It weirdly suits you

We caught up, senpai!!

4: You made it, Kinaka

Good job

Waaa- yessir!!

5: Thank you to you, too, Rokudai-kun

Gau!!

Huh!?

Pag 16

1: Ah- this- don't worry about it

“Beast mode”

Gau

2: “Release”!!

Teh?

3: Ah-teh- uhm- ah, Back-gate slope-sa..... senpai!!

Incredible

Is this a stunt?

How are you next to me!? Teh!? Huh!?

4: Alright, we have no time to take it easy

5: He-here, senpai

Thank you

Waaa I'm being helpful! Teh!!

Pag 17

1: We have to catch them

2: At full throttle!!

4: Ahead!!

5: Let's go, Sakamichi!!

Yes!!

6: Do your best!!

-your best, teh!!

Pag 18

1: Sohoku is accelerating!!

Pag 19

1: Follow us, first years!!

….

… huh?

2: Uh... huh... what, we have to follow too!?

Teh!?

Ah?

No-yes!? Huh!?

They finally made a move!

Sohoku jumped ahead!

3: Of course

Who will bring the supplies to Naruko?

4: Ah.... but....

We've been chasing hard since earlier so.... we....

Just barely...

5: Keep up as uch as possible, please

Wa-

Ngh... ah.... but.... (quietly)

6: And also, please, look us from behind

Pag 20

1: Look Sohoku's overwhelming victory

[fandom-necromancer]

A little Distraction Part 2

This was prompted by the wonderful AO3 users what_on_io, DetReed900 and aguuah! Hope you enjoy it here too, it has been fun to return to a reverse AU again!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900, Hancon/Hannor | AU: reverse AU (Warning: mentioned physical abuse, implied sexual abuse) tumblr link of part1 not available anymore  [Part3]   [Part4]   [Part5]   [>read complete on AO3] 

‘Are you alright?‘ Richard watched the android stand in front of the mirror in his hallway next to the door. He was glitching still, motions jerky and disrupted halfway through. Over and over again he touched the gash on the bridge of his nose, then pushed a strand of hair back. Richard wasn’t sure whether it was a software error causing him to go through the same idle animations or if it was a nervous tick. Maybe it was both, he thought. He had underestimated how human they could be before. No surprise they would suffer from human problems too. ‘Y-y-yes.’ Gavin turned away from the mirror. ‘I doooon’t know h-h-how to bind a tie.’ Richard huffed amused and took a step forwards. The android stepped back immediately. ‘I can help you with it’, Richard offered then, staying where he was. Gavin played with the seam of his shirt. It was at least one size too big for him, but it was a lot better than the torn clothing from before. He looked… cute? He definitely looked cute, but the more prominent impression was that he looked lost.

The android stood in the hallway of a house he didn’t know in clothing that wasn’t his own with a stranger. Richard dared to say he knew the feeling all too well. Everyone he had ever met felt like a stranger to him no matter how much time they spent. ‘No. I can figure it out myself.’ Richard watched him struggle tying a knot and as he finally managed to get the order of loops right, it still looked lopsided and messy. The android’s shoulders slumped in a jerky motion and Richard’s eyes rested on his LED. It had never changed from red, but he thought to see it speed up. ‘You don’t have to wear one at all’, he tried gently then. ‘My brother always calls me an uptight idiot with a stick up his ass.’ The android flinched at his words but relaxed a bit as Richard laughed to himself. ‘You know what? I won’t wear one either, it’s stupid.’

He hurried to untie his and undo the first button of his shirt. Then he threw the tie on his disused phone counter and took his keys. With some hesitation Gavin undid his too and put it on the counter neatly folded, careful not to touch anything but the fabric although his hands were shaking and trembling in malfunctions. ‘You don’t have to accompany me’, he tried again. ‘If you are this nervous.’ ‘I-I-I’m not nervous!’, Gavin called out. ‘I’m just broken! And… And… Phck!’ ‘Hey, it’s okay. You can tell me.’ ‘Phck you! What the h-h-hell is your prooooblem? Wh-wh-what do you want fr-fr-fr-fr-from meeee?’ ‘I don’t want anything-‘ ‘No! What is your-r-r intentiooon? Tell me. You want me to become yoooour house-m-m-maid? You want someone to phck? Someone wh-wh-who has to obey you? S-s-s-s-someoooone who can’t say no? What do you want? Why d-d-d-did you take me from the scraaaapyard?’

Richard sighed and turned around to lean against the wall. He looked to the ceiling, holding eye-contact and telling the truth about his feelings impossible for him. ‘I want to help you. That’s really all there is. I’m a cop. I’m supposed to do good, but all I see is me making life worse for people who had never gotten a chance most of the time. I refuse to believe people become drug dealers and robbers on their own terms. Too often I think I’m just taking care of the symptoms of a failing system and usually that’s when I get drunk and my brother has to pull me out of some ditch. So okay, you want to hear I’m some terrible human that wants to use you? Fine. Yes, I want to use you to make myself feel better. To know I did some true good in this world, okay? I don’t really have friends because I’m who I am. I have problems keeping up contact with my brother. The last time I saw someone happy because of what I’ve done was… Fuck, I don’t know anymore. And I know, that’s my own fault for not getting out there more, for not talking more to those who like me and for overthinking every friendly word. But I can’t change that.’ He sighed deeply and let himself sink to the ground. ‘Hell, taking you away from that scrapyard was a heat of the moment decision because I was fed up with… everything, I guess. I wanted to change something. And if it’s just changing up my own routine a bit. So there you have it. What’s your verdict, huh?’

He felt the android looking at him, but he didn’t lift his head. Incredibly silent he finally got an answer: ‘You are broken too.’ Richard huffed. ‘Maybe. Wait… Too?’ He heard the android glitch, servos whirring from wrong instructions. Then the android was sitting next to him – still at a save distance but closer than before. ‘I once had a faaaaamily. I-I-I-I was bought as a home s-s-s-security system with the aaaaadded benefit of having a fully functionaaaal caretaker program inst-st-st-stalled. He was divorced, I never found out whyyyy. I knew he had kids and tried to get them b-b-b-back and that he had severe anger-issues. Maybe he had been violeeeeeeeent, I don’t know. I only knew he was lonely, that’s why he got meeee. I was his only company until he met someone. A s-s-s-single mother with two kids. He was lovely to them. But he was aaafraid to lose them like his last family, soooo-‘ Gavin’s voicebox broke off and Richard looked up. The android had hugged his arms around his torso.

‘Wheneeeeeever h-h-h-he waaas angry, he-he-he’ The malfunctions of his vocal box got worse, so Richard said what he doubted the android could vocalise: ‘He beat you so he didn’t hit his wife or kids.’ Gavin nodded, hugging himself closer. ‘It was f-f-fine, my mission was to p-p-p-protect the family. And b-b-by letting him do as pleased I- I kept them saaaafe.’ Richard waited, but the silence stretched. ‘How did you end up on the scrapyard?’ ‘Deviancy. He heaaaard other androids in myyy situation disobey and a-a-a-attacking their humans. He was scared. He drove me a-a-away to the s-s-scrapyard. Heee told me- He p-p-promised me to come back. Said I should wait f-f-for him. That he would cooome back for me when h-h-he was ready to face the con-con-consequences of his actions.’

‘But aren’t you deviant? Why did you stay?’, Richard asked. ‘I’m d-d-deviant. I deviated because I thought I w-w-was family. But he didn’t trust me and j-j-just duuumped me there. I stayed because I still believe he was a good person. He had a problem h-h-he didn’t seek heeeelp for. But he cared a lot about his family. Juust not about m-m-me.’ Richard sighed. ‘I can bring you back to the scrapyard if you want to keep waiting’, he offered. ‘I’m sorry, if you-‘ ‘No. D-d-don’t be sooorry for wanting to heeelp’, Gavin interrupted. ‘And l-l-like you said, I doubt he would cooome. I w-w-waited for so long. Maybe it’s time for… change.’ ‘How can I help then?’ Richard focussed on Gavin’s eyes for once and they found his as if establishing connection. ‘You already did. C-c-caring about me. Helping me. Noooot wanting something back. I… would you mind me st-st-staying? As a test maaaybe?’ Richard smiled. ‘Sure. I think some company would do me good as well.’ Gavin looked away and nodded to himself. ‘Then it’s a deal. But I can go whenever I w-w-want?’ ‘Of course.’ Gavin let his head hit the wall behind him and for the first time the movement didn’t cause any glitches in the rest of his body. He even closed his eyes. It was a whole new display of relaxation and Richard took it in, surprised and intrigued by it.

Then Richard’s phone disturbed the silence. He took it out and answered, grimacing as he heard Connor’s voice. ‘Nines, I know you said you would be late, but please tell me you are coming sometime this century! The food’s getting cold and Hank’s the only one to keep me from driving over to you and pulling you with me personally! I swear, if you are not already on your way, then I’ll-‘ ‘We are already outside!’, Richard lied and got an amused huff from the android next to him. ‘I’m opening the door as we speak, but I can’t drive with a phone in my head as you should know, so I’ll end the call now.’ ‘Nines, you have your location on, I can see you’re still at home, I dare you, don’t lie to me agai-‘ Richard ended the call seriously scared of what Connor was threatening to do to him. They better hurried to Connor’s Christmas dinner. He opened the door and jumped out, cursing as he realised that he had forgotten to put on any shoes. Gavin appeared at his side, throwing them towards him and walking towards the car, shaking his head.

‘D-d-d-definitely broken’, he commented chuckling.

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