#so i can see why the instinct is to go 'oh but he wasnt THAT disabled'

[suguru-getos]

୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 10﹕✦﹕┈・୧

gojo satoru x f!reader -> hate sex

event masterlist

summary: you were the second strongest sorcerer to exist, always having tosses and turns against gojo satoru until the latter just sees you losing yourself to powers a little and decides to transform your ‘pulling each other’s leg’ relationship into something more.

warnings: roasting, both us and satoru are just talking shit about each other. <3 semi-public sex, talking about curses and cursed energy, implied degradation. dub!con-> consentual but not specifically talked about. lemme know if i missed anything (not beta’d we die like suguru) :(

a/n: guys i got carried awayyyyy lmaooo 😭 i was too busy giving this a build up tbh i wanted to make this a chapterwise slow burn story instead so i wasnt even wanting to let them fuck kekeke 🤭 i hope yall enjoy it mwah 💋

there was one thing which had been thoroughly consistent in your career as a sorcerer, which was satoru gojo’s intervention. despite trying your hardest, he would manifest himself near you in some form or the other. it also made sense since he was basically the god of the sorcerer community with powers and roots of his clan spreading across. the solo head of the gojo family, their fortunes, the strongest, arrogant — pathetically cocky man that lumes his presence near you more times than you’d like it to.

“the brat has eaten a finger, i don’t see the point of not exorcising and killing him.” one of the higher ups commented in the meeting where all the sorcerers were invited, even the scarce special grades. “i don’t see why he should be killed? sukuna’s vessel is something we can take advantage of. we can ensure the curse dies when he has swallowed all of the fingers.” gojo commented back, it was not something anyone could deny or go against. his tone was a threat enough.

you could agree to this, but not having tried something like this makes you antsy. “and who will take responsibility?” you raised a brow. glancing at the blind-folded man who was smirking with ease. “why me of course. unless— you wanna be a disappointment and try this yourself.”

in the jujutsu community, you were a well established prodigy, second to only gojo satoru. stronger than yuuta, stronger than any of them. but still— ‘second to gojo satoru’ oh well, that comment had a hard burn. you wouldn’t back down either.

“nah, being a nanny suits you. i haven’t forgotten the brat from the zenin clan after all.” gojo hated when anyone brought up what megumi’s fate could be… but you couldn’t care less. that’d shut him up.

“come on, don’t be like that y/n chan! you don’t have an ounce of motherly instincts. do the world a favor and don’t have kids.” he chuckled, murmuring under his breath. “not that you’d get a chance to with a face like that.”

the people in the meeting were stunned, they were usually quite used to the fact that you and satoru throw jabs at each other at any moment necessary. “do us a favor too. stop making any woman you see a mother and tone the thirst down? the last thing i wanna see is more of you because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.”

“SILENCE!” the higher ups roared, and satoru giggled, leaning back against the wall. this could continue down further. but this isn’t the right time. you rolled your eyes again. ah well, if he is willing to take the responsibility it is all good.

when the meeting ended, you were the first one to leave. meetings with the higher ups were always draining. more than the actual curses. your powers were the complete opposite of satoru. you could absorb curse energies. like a black hole. radiating them back when needed. that made you go the through insurmountable negativity but it was powerful nonetheless. gojo’s infinity could also pose no problems for you to break into. but satoru gojo had infinite curse energy and you were a sponge. interesting…

“why are your panties in a twist?” satoru asked you, looming in front of you too close. “personal space?” you scoffed, leaning back. “awh, pErSoNaL sPaCe” satoru chuckles, “don’t tell me you really think i don’t see through your false pretentious ass.” he leaned in again, ugh— shameless.

“the problem with you is you think it’s impossible for women to not fall over your dick.” you smiled back, a sarcastic, annoyed smile. “well, it is impossible —” he shrugs, as if it was a matter of fact thing.

you are not dumb, you admit that he is ethereal. he is beautiful & perhaps the prettiest man ever. you’re also too prideful to say it to his face, ever. satoru— does the opposite, he finds you so pretty he can’t act right around you. so he irritates you for your attention.

things went by a swing when you suddenly got a call from ichiji. your conversation with him left discontinued. you were busy with missions & he was busy, mentoring yuuji, megumi & nobara. you knew that there are new first years in tokyo university & the vessel was one of them. gakuganji from kyoto tech: where you worked and reported, asked you to go have a glance, check up on the first years.

you entered the university of jujutsu tokyo, walking towards the ground where maki, panda and the kids were there. you knew satoru was nearby, his curse energy presence is loud & clear. perhaps as a silent way of keeping threats off the campus. “y/n san!” maki smirked, walking towards you and launching the exact attack that you taught her, you smiled, proud. “you have perfected it! wow!”

“salmon.” inumaki hummed, while nobara & yuuji curiously asked megumi about you.

yuuji: who’s she? she’s pretty! naa~ fushiguro?

megumi: that’s y/n. a special grade sorcerer. like gojo sensei.

megumi keeps your introduction brief & curt. “what? so cool! she must be insanely strong! is she stronger than gojo sensei?”

“don’t kid me yuuji kun, no one is stronger than me.” gojo’s voice echoed as he came down the stairs. while you were hearing their conversation too, you didn’t deem it necessary to step in. unlike— someone.

“ah, y/n chan! ohayo!” satoru waved his hand at you, grinning. you smiled back, all fake, “ohayo megumi chan! ohayo yuuji, ohayo nobara!” oh god you make him wanna pin you against the nearest wall and devour you until your sass is gone.

yuuji awkwardly whispers to megumi, “they don’t like each other huh?” megumi whispere back, “not one bit.”

“jaa~ why are you here?” satoru asked, raising a brow and tone turning serious, hinting he meant business. “just you know, wanted to meet the students” you smirked, and even though satoru knows exactly who sent you here, he trusts you enough. “o-kkay!” he grins, teleporting beside you and whispering gravely in your ear. “any reason why you look extra pretty today?” the compliment sent shivers down your spine. “maybe you haven’t gotten laid in a while” you roll your eyes, emboldening your response. no way you’ll be acting coy hmph!

the rest of the day passed by in a haze, where you were talking to yaga and satoru & you were being a nuisance to each other. then…. yuuji’s death happened & you got to know higher ups were behind it. insurmountable rage flew through every single artery of yours as disappointment overtook you. the community was rotten & you know satoru would’ve been adversely affected by the news of yuuji’s death. even so, you didn’t want to pose a bothersome presence when he was necessarily plotting a plan to kill the higher ups.

the next thing was the curses attacking the jujutsu grounds, yuuji was alive & there was a baseball tournament satoru sneakily organized. things seemed alright. only you were busy tracking hanami & mahito. of course you were accompanied by nanami throughout.

the next meet with satoru was coincidental, he was assigned a mission in korea along with you, and you both met at the tokyo airport. “areh~ y/n chan!” he beamed, walking towards you where your lack of reaction concerned him. you had been— a menace these last few months. curses had been falling and you have been absorbing their energies. almost negatively affecting you. “eia~ you stink so bad.” satoru commented again, to which you again, were silent. he hated it, your own energy almost has no scent of it’s own. satoru was famous as the strongest, similarly you were renouned as the merciless sorcerer who has no account for any emotion. when you didn’t reply anymore, satoru glared and decided he can touch you. hands clasping your shoulder, “ayo, talk to me right now.”

you looked at him, “oh, you were saying something? i thought there were was a mosquito buzzing around me. my bad.” you are at least mocking him. he smiles at that, “you know i think what you deserve is to release all that suppressed cursed energy you’ve absorbed.” he was meaner this time, because satoru gojo was showing his care. hands gripping your wrist and pulling you close to him. “and you know the only sorcerer who can take it? me.”

that was satoru’s silent confession, and he thought he was very smug showing no emotion whatsoever to you. but his eyes— shouldn’t have worn glasses. “no thanks, i’ll use it on a special grade.” you replied. there was an immediate frown on satoru’s face. why are you wanting to keep it together so bad! oh he hates you so much- he loves you so much.

the flight to korea was quick & you two got out, taking your way to the nearest jujutsu school. as suspected by satoru, you and him were attacked mid way, and just when satoru was about to attack, they came for you. it all made sense, they want the special grades gone. one by one. “now’s a good time! go on- show me what—” before satoru could complete his sentence, you absorbed them one by one. “NO!” he snarled, why are you not letting the absorbed energy out.

you alone, could manage to defeat everything. except you didn’t feel like you anymore. that’s it. satoru has had enough. he stomped towards you, gritting his teeth and holding your face with a single hand, seething at your puckered lips. “stop this, stop being such a fucking bitch to yourself. can’t you see what’s happening?”

the distance between your lips and his was lessening with every sentence he spoke, and before you could reply, satoru leaned in, stealing a rough, angry and demanding kiss. that— took you off guard. eradicating all your haze and bringing you back to reality. “you need to be shown you can’t do everything alone, that you’re weak.” satoru’s words stung, but what he meant was he wanted you to lean onto him.

making you straddle his waist, to which you complied by wrapping your legs around him as he leaned you against the nearest tree. “do i fucking look like someone you’d fuck just like that.” you squirmed, though it is futile because satoru’s eyes calm you down, ground you. “shut up.” is all he said, leaning in and making his way for the sweet spot on your neck, he takes his time, nibbling and giving your sensitive skin hickeys until you awarded him with a delectable moan. “ah, there is it. didn’t know someone like you could have soft spots.” he smirked, feeling the cursed energy absorbed within you sunken and calm.

“i don’t have it for twigs like you.” you replied back, “and i’d never be one of the numbers in your body count.” satoru smiled at that, “damn, you really do consider me characterless don’t you?” oh thank heavens you wore a dress, his hands wandered off and cupped your clothed cunt, your gasps betraying your words along with the wetness in your body.

“you’re soaking, little one.” satoru cooes, “besides, i might look it but i do have some standards. won’t fuck anyone just for the sake of it.” he reiterated, rubbing your clothed clit and soaking in all your expressions.

“not for you…” your retort was awarded with a punishing pinch on your sensitive bundle of nerves. “you’re so fiesty you know that?” satoru grins, “been dreaming about fucking you since years.” satoru’s sudden honesty was taking you off guard.

“then keep dreaming, asshole.” you absent mindedly grinded against his hands, despite what words might say. “oh no, look at a hypocrite.” he unzipped himself, and knows full well, you could back hand him like an actual twig if you could. infinity was off, satoru was not using any force & yet, you didn’t resist.

eyes lingering against his as satoru leaned in, kissing you roughly, shoving his tongue in & making you cry out at the thrust of his cock balls deep. without giving you any time to recover, he started nailing him deep inside you. the way your body shamelessly moaned, satoru couldn’t help but groan. “look at you, all this power, and yet you can’t help but take me like a submissive little bitch in heat huh?”

“strongest sorcerer in the world & that’s what he dreams of? the opportunity to fuck?” you degraded him back, “like a dog in a rut?” you clicked your tongue, giving into a mewl when his thrusts brushed against your g-spot.

your pussy was clamping around his cock for dear life, and by the looks of it, both you and satoru were close. “i won’t let you cum if you don’t release all that pent up, absorbed curse energy.” satoru snarled, fingers jolting down to rub at your puffy clit.

“shut up; i- need to be prepared for the worst.” you replied back, whimpering out.

“it’s killing the essence of you.” satoru said the usual. but he said it in a way that made your eyes soften. it was clear he does not want that. “do it for this mission, i’ll handle everything.” he replied again, thrusts getting sloppier.

what you could do in return was just nod meekly. you still didn’t agree fully but god you wanted to cum. “gonna cum inside you, don’t be a bitch about it, we’d get you a plan b.” you rolled your eyes, not saying anything and clamping out, hands scratching his undercut as you tipped off the edge.

your orgasm raked through your body, making satoru also whine at the clamping, shooting hot ropes of cum into your womb. “that’s it my little special grade.” he panted heavily, seemingly relaxed.

now that you both did end up fucking, you wanted to avoid him. “nuh uh, don’t do that.” satoru gently pulled out, leaning in and kissing your cheek, kissing all over your face until all your doubts melted. oh satoru will make sure you’ll be alright. even if it means fucking the thoughts out of you. and even if it means hovering around you like a lost puppy until you date him.

[the-s1lly-corner]

I got an idea from the child reader request.

Like the same wolf in sheep's clothing concept but like FULL SWEET TO DARK PERSONALITY.

Wanna hear?

So basically child reader is like cute and innocent at first sight but IS A TOTAL DEMON, Having a very dark sense of humor, Sometimes out of nowhere walk up to someone of the gang and threaten to gouge out their eyes while they sleep, they are always with an cute expression but turns out that they like to cause chaos and havoc just like Jax but in a more creepy way.

For example, SOMEHOW reader is caught hanging from the ceilling scaring the fuck out of gangle just because its fun. Or staying in the dark waiting for someone so they can jumpscare them.

Basically child reader uses their cute-kid as an advantage to scare others off.

TADC x child!reader who is a menace! (platonic)

wasnt quite sure what to title this so!! some segments may be shorter than others since im still trying to get a hand of writing/coming up with ideas for certain characters (cough cough gangle) (i love her sm but shes so hard for me to write idk why) hope you enjoy! majority of this post is just me tormenting the cast TToTT

CAINE:

oh my god you kind of remind him of bubble but more... flkmddlvm

makes a time out rule when you keep making threats to the other circus members, that behavior is not family friendly!

he might even consider trying to go into the code and censoring your common phrases as well as some other words, if he has the capabilities for that

still tries to be a dad to you, though, wants to be a good role model and guide you in the right direction for the sake of everyone else

the first time you say something... morbid to him he just

slack jawed, stares at you before shaking himself back to reality and just

bro is astonished he was not ready to hear that today, let alone hear it from a small child

POMNI:

you know how in the other post with a child!reader i mention that pomni is vaguely uncomfortable around kids since she knows they can dish out some real cruelty

take this idea and multiply it by 10x

actually looks like that one sad spongebob meme with the big eyes and tear when shes put in charge of keeping an eye on you during an in house adventure

meek attempt to get you to behave

not much to say here imo, since its like an amped up version of the last post :O

JAX:

makes a joke about how youre already entering your edgy phase, he now has to watch his back lest some of his digital fur be shaved off

fear does not come close to describing how he feels when he discovers that you somehow found keys to some peoples rooms. he hopes you dont have a key to his room

and he thought he was hot shit, but no some random kid makes him fear the consequences of his actions

is this his punishment for his constant bullshit? what did he do in particular to deserve this?

instinctively looks up at the ceiling when he enters a room to make sure youre not about to drop on him

congrats, youve instilled fear into the funny rabbit

RAGATHA:

the 'nightmare kid' thing some babysitters go through at least once in their life, but instead of tantrums and such its just you talking about how you sometimes tear apart the dolls that came with your room. to the doll person

very uncomfortable by a lot of the stuff you casually say, even more so because its coming from a kid. though i think she would be uncomfortably be talk like that in general

SWEARS that one day shes going to blink and youll suddenly be right next to her or within her proximity

like on one hand she wants to try to guide you to be less dark, like caine, but i think she would need someone to back her up because she cannot get the image of the torn up dolls out of her head

KINGER:

poor man

like even if the things you said were empty threats, he would be scared shitless

if he isnt already in his fort, hes retreating to it the second he sees you around

kind of funny since kinger is in his late late 40s and youre a kid and hes terrified of you

anyways

less of a discomfort thing and more so scared that youre going to go through with the things you say

he walked into the common area one day and saw you literally crawling across the walls, he was with gangle when he saw it. you see his irises of his eyes shrink

doesnt even bother going to his fort, which is under where you currently are

he just

slowly

backs away, he can find refuge in his room... unless you have a key to his room

ZOOBLE:

less discomfort more annoyance with zooble, i think that while she would find it funny when a kid swears she finds people talking like that to be cringe; kid or not

the only one who isnt really scared of you. sure you threaten to disassemble them constantly and hide their pieces across the grounds to assure they can never be whole again, but they're just internally cringing while you try to make them turn away

in a weird way you two create an odd dynamic where you just go on and zooble just halfway listens, you kinda just talk at them

like while caine tries to be your dad, and ragatha tries to be.. something.. zooble is like a weird 'friend'

probably has the most potential to become a friend and get you to chill, but thats just based on my experience

like if its an attention/reaction thing, zooble isnt going to give it to you, which kind of. ruins the point of it for you, and you just

stop, or at least tone it down over time

or maybe thats just me seeing zooble having the potential to be an older sibling figure

GANGLE:

the gif is gangle when you get your hands on her

i understand that she cries easily, but like, you have probably made her cry at least once either on accident or on purpose

i think shes one of the few characters out of the cast who would probably start avoiding you for the sake of her emotional state, but she would feel bad about it since at the end of the day you're a kid

refuses to go anywhere near you when her comedy mask is broken, because otherwise shes a glum mess

you know how in poppee the performer, kedamono's mask sometimes just. pops off when he gets scared or surprised (well it happens regardless of expression/mood but yk)

gangle does that when she sees you LITERALLY CRAWLING ON THE WALLS LIKE A BUG

how are you even doing that

she doesnt wanna know, actually

"imma tie you up double knotted style" *high pitched crying*

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Aita for blocking a friend on instinct? So i (f16) have this friend, (m16) we can call him D, who i've been friends with since kindergarten.

About a year ago, i started growing very close to D through our friend group's dnd campaign we held every friday. I knew him for a long time but that was the first time we had started hanging out out of school. We were talking on snapchat every night just chatting and after a while he started to send much more... revealing snaps. Just his bare shoulders but like without a shirt. He said it was because he had to let his medication for his back dry. I was a little uncomfortable, but we were friends so i didnt think that it would escalate into anything weird.

After about a month, D starts sending snaps in a towel and pictures of his chest which made me very uncomfortable. I kind of let the chatting die down after that because it was the only way i could think of that would be enough to gently let him down easy (i was wrong). I stopped going to the hangouts with that group and kind of distanced myself because how uncomfortable D made me. This only made D try harder to get my attention.

I was still friends with the others in the group so i would often have one-on-one hangouts with the others and watch tv. One thing we watched was Miraculous and we laughed and joked about it all the time. D overheard us or something and went home and binge watched the entire series in a week. Then everytime i ate lunch with that friend group, D would always make direct references to Miraculous or sing the theme song really loud. This wasnt once a day, D would make miraculous references every single minute. He became obsessed with the show (which, for reference of how weird it was, D is a very religious Christian boy. He gets upset if he gets an A- and never drinks caffeine (no problem with any of those things but just understand that kind of guy being deep within the fandom of Miraculous out of all shows 😭)). It was so bad, and it once again was making me very uncomfortable.

Eventually, it got to an insufferable point where D changed his route to go home and made sure to pass me every day after school and wave. I started avoiding him in the halls, he would always ask obscure questions that werent that important. I couldn't understand why he couldn't get that i didnt want to be friends with him anymore so i set boundaries.

A text i sent to D: i apologize if i ever caused any misunderstanding, but i would like to make it clear that im not romantically interested in you. i can see that you have been trying to grow closer, but i dont feel the same way. i don't appreciate being followed around, and i dont like when people force themselves to like the same things i like. its not attractive to be a copy of someone. i enjoy being your friend but it's difficult to disregard these things. if im being totally honest, when you do things like this, it makes me really uncomfortable and borderline creeped out. i know crushes wont disappear overnight but i would appreciate more space. if youre looking for a girlfriend, this isnt the right person, nor the right way to get it. and i wont tell anyone about this so dont worry about word spreading or anything. thank you

D's response: Oh, I'm so sorry I made you think that! I don't have a crush on you, I just noticed how you don't hang out with our friend group as often and I just wanted to make sure that I was being as nice as possible to make sure you weren't mad at us or anything. I did start to think that maybe me trying all that made me seem clingy or annoying, so I'm really sorry for all of that. Thanks for bringing this to my attention, I'll try to do better now!

This didnt sit right with me because after all of that i cannot fathom how that translates to "i wanted to include you". This made me question a lot about the situation.

Reasons i feel like i MBTA: i'm over thinking things and D could be a genuinely a nice person. Its hard for me to read the room and i need to work on that and probably apologize to D.

Reasons i feel like i MNBTA: i should trust my instincts rather than ignore them. I've had a psychological abuser in my family before and the situation could be a stalker behavior that i've learned is not ok to have.

What are these acronyms?

[animestsstuff2]

•Sickly Sweet•

Bakugou Katsuki x reader

Content warning: blood, bullying, cursing, death, fluff, light smut? (Characters are aged up 16/17 but smut would just be kissing if even)

Part 4

Masterlist

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“Hey Yuri!” Kirishima called after you as you walked through the halls. You stopped waiting for him to catch up.

“Hey Kiri, whats up?” You asked, both of you walking to your next class.

“Some of us are heading to the mall after school, you gotta come!” He told you and you smiled, stopping in front of your classroom door.

“Yeah sure, are we meeting somewhere after school?” You asked. There were a few shopping malls near you. A big one and two small ones but they both needed a car or train to get there.

“Yeah we are meeting at the shin train station around fourish then getting the train in” he told you and you nodded.

“Oh! Wait before we go in whats your number?” He asked and you felt your cheeks heat up instinctively. You knew Kirishima didn't mean it like that. Kirishima immediately realised what he asked and his cheeks turned red like his hair.

“N-No not for that reason. I mean so I can call you when im there but I wouldn’t not ask you out!- I of course I mean we are only friends but I dont want you to think thats what im doing. Theres way manlyier ways to ask a lady out!“ You giggled at the poor boys desperate face as he rambled on. You pulled a pen from the pocket of your shirt and grabbed his hand writing your number down. He thanked you sheepishly rubbing the back of his nape.

“Its okay kir-

“Move you damn extras! What are you even doing flirting with her shitty hair! As if you have a chance with anyone” That gruff voice that youve come to just love so much! Ugh not. You turned to see Bakugou standing beside you both, glaring at Kirishima in particular.

“He wasn’t flirting with me Bakugou, not that you would know what that looks like! You scare women away by just your presence” you snapped at the blonde, turning to glare up at him. His eyes flickered over to you and he stepped forward. That familiar smokey caramel scent drifting up to your nose.

“What did you just say you extra?” He growled, leaning down slightly and moving closer. You turned to look for help from Kirishima but to your actual surprise hed left you! So not manly kirishima!.

You felt a slightly nervous grin form on your face as you stepped back only to bump into the wall and you froze. Bakugou stood, leaned over you as his teeth gritted. He had a bad temper and everyone annoyed him but you, you seemed to be the worst. He couldnt get you out of his head since he met you, always looking at you, laughing and smiling with everyone. You were so friendly to everyone and distracting! He could never focus with you in the same room.

“What? Not gonna answer. . . Where did all that confidence go? You sure had a lot; giving Kirishima your number so boldly” he glowered, you just wrote your number down so quickly for the red-headed idiot. You’d only known him for just over two weeks!

“I-“ You couldn’t speak let alone think, after realising the distraction of Bakugous smell you had to stay away. It must be his blood type. . . Not anything else. You looked at him. His blonde hair sticking out over his red eyes. He stepped closer and you stepped back, pushing yourself into the wall.

“Tsk. You’re such a weakling” he snapped and you clenched your fist as you shook your head. You opened your mouth, trying to ignore his strong scent.

“No im not and you do scare girls with your presence! You’re always glaring at people!” You snapped, looking straight at him and his brows raised at your little outburst.

“No im not! Stop lying you stupid extra” he growled. He wasnt some creep always glaring at people, why would he even waste time looking at others.

“Yes you are. You always stare at me!” You stepped forward, poking a finger into his chest as you furrowed your brows at the boy before you.

“W-What? No i dont. You dumb extra!” He snapped, stepping back, did he always stare at you? If he did its only because youre so annoying and loud.

He shook his head, grabbing your finger and hand that was poking his chest pausing when he felt how cold you were, like you weren’t even alive. You froze again, feeling the warmth of his palm seep into your hand. Youd never felt this type of warmth and your eyes flickered back to his.

“AHHHH! Guys look theyre so cute!” Minas recognisable squeal broke you too apart. Bakagou immediately stepped aside and into the classroom.

You turned to Mina and seen Uraraka and Jiro with her. You felt your cheeks warm ever so slightly as they eyed you up. Mina was practically bouncing on the spot as she stepped forward and grabbed your arm.

“M-Mina! We are not cute. We were literally just arguing!” You pointed out, trying to quell her excitement. Her grin only grew.

“Nu uh! You cant lie to me Yuri! I know flirting and youuss were flirting” she exaggerated. You were arguing with Bakugou not flirting. You didnt even like him as a person let alone like like him. You shook your head.

“Um. . Sorry Yuri but I agree with Mina. He was totally jealous of you and Kirishima!” Uraraka piped up and you groaned.

“No Uraraka not you too!” The two girls grinned at you and you looked to Jiro who just smirked slightly and shrugged walking into the classroom.

“You guys would make such a cute couple! Its so obvious he likes you” Mina cried excitedly and you shook your head in protest of the idea of dating Bakugou.

“Yeah Yuri, he is always staring at you and talking about you” Uraraka piped up and your eyes widened, you were curious, what did he say?

“What does he say” you asked, looking at them.

“Well. . . He mainly talks about how annoying you are but its all the time! My mom said when a boy likes you they act like they hate you because theyre too ashamed to admit they have feelings!” Mina explained and you relaxed for some reason youd tensed up nervous of what Bakugou could be saying about you.. what he really thought about you.

“That doesn’t really make sense Mina but anyways, lets go class is starting now” you told her and all three headed in as the bell rang.

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“Hey dad! Im going out with some friends if thats alright!” You called to your dad as you walked downstairs. Aizawa sat at the kitchen table with some folders and paper.

“Who are you going with? and when will you be back? and where are you going?” His quick questions made you roll your eyes. You didn’t really have any friends as a kid being homeschooled up until U.A so this was new.

“With some friends from your class. We are just going to the plaza mall” you told him and his already hooded eyes narrowed more before he nodded.

“Okay, do you need money? Here” his scarf floated and picked up his wallet as he grabbed it and pulled money out for you. You sheepishly thanked him, feeling slightly bad but nonetheless grateful.

“Ill be texting you so make sure you reply quick or ill come and get you” you nodded quickly. He has always been so strict.

You left and headed for the station. It was a pretty warm day which was nice considering it was early April.

You arrived at the train station and smiled as you seen everyone else. Kirishima spotted you and waved his hand over. You grinned and headed over to him as he threw his arm roughly around your shoulders and smiled.

“Hey you came! Awesome” he grinned and you nodded, stepping away from him as he dropped his arm.

You didn’t expect so many. Mina, Uraraka, Kirishima, Kaminari, jiro and Deku. You liked everyone here, especially Uraraka. You both have been close since the villian/hero training a few days ago, ever since shes been sitting with you at lunch and break and in most classes.

“Oh bakugou! You came too!” You froze as Kirishima yelled to the grumbling blonde who joined your group. You sighed, of course Kirishima is too nice not to invite him.

“Yeah whatever. Im only here because you begged me to come” he grumbled and you felt your mood dampen slightly as you turned to glance at him only to find him already staring and you quickly turned away. You immediately thought back to what Mina and Uraraka had said about him

“Okay the train is here everyone!” You chuckled at how Kirishima was acting, almost like Iida as he stood by the door and watched everyone get on.

You took your seat. Kaminari, Jiro, Deku and Mina sat across from you whilst Kirishima took a seat beside you. You smiled at Uraraka who went to take the seat next to you when Bakugou planted himself down and your smile dropped. Uraraka just wiggled her brows at you two and you stuck your tongue out at her as she moved to sit across from Deku and beside Kirishima.

“What are we doing anyways Kirishima?” You asked. You’d been to this mall a few times. Its pretty big with three stories lots of shops and restaurants and even some entertainment establishments like the cinema and arcades.

“Im not sure. Mina was the one who asked me. I think its just a hang out” he explained and you nodded. The train jostled along and you noticed everyone in conversation except for Bakugou. Who sat relaxed against the window of the train staring ahead.

“Are you excited to go to the mall Bakugou?” You asked quietly, if Kirishima invited him he couldn’t always be mean, maybe he just hates school.

“Nah! This is such a stupid thing to be wasting time on but Dunce face and shitty hair begged me to come” he grumbled and you rolled your eyes, huffing back into your seat.

“Of course you’d say that, why even come if you’re gonna be miserable. Is there anything you like?” You grumbled feeling your mood dampen. You were even more annoyed at him for spreading his legs and touching his warm thigh to yours. It was distracting.

“Of course i like things! Just not stupid things like you” he countered and you rolled your eyes at him. He definitely hated everything and anything. You sighed, trying not to let him get to you as you tried again to be nice.

“yeah, like what?” You asked, turning in your seat slightly to face him. His brow raised at your inquisitive tone and change in demeanour, what were you doing?

“Why do you wanna know?” He asked, not fully giving you his attention as he glanced down at you. This was a lie, all he could focus on was were your now two knees touched his thigh when you turned.

“Because we are in the same class and friend group. Its nice to get to know your friends” you were quite literally biting your tongue to not snap at him right now. Mina said if hes mean he likes you so if he acts nice then he doesnt and she will drop it.

“As if id be friends with a damn nerd like you” he quipped and you bit your tongue harder as your hand squeezed your waterbottle tight.

“Fine! Dont tell me. You’re impossible you know! Im trying to be nice and youre just being rude” you snapped as you turned back to face forward, crossing your arms. He opened his mouth to retort but decided against it, what was he feeling. . . Was he feeling bad?

“Tsk, I like spicy food and horror movies. You happy?” He groaned and you felt a smile grow on your face. He was nice! Well as nice as he can be.

“Really? I don’t really like spicy food! Too much heat, whats your favourite spicy food?” You chimed, feeling slightly proud to finally get a proper answer from him. This made you happy for some reason, more so than talking with Kirishima and others.

“Of course. You’re too lame to be able to handle any spice! My favourite is spicy ramen with extra chilli oil” he told you, of course having to add an insult.

“I love ramen too! My favourite is chicken flavour, sometimes the curry one too” you told him. He rolled his eyes at your smiling expression and turned back to face the window before him. You felt good about that small interaction and turned to your friends who all quickly got back to their conversations, hoping You didn’t notice them eavesdropping on you and Bakugou. You also failed to notice the small half tipped smile on the blondes face.

You all arrived at the mall and separated but decided to meet up in a hour at the food court. You went with the girls of course to different shops, going through different clothes and accessories all while gossiping.

“Sooo. . . Yuri! You and Bakugou on the train huh!” Mina wiggled her brows and you rolled your eyes as you looked through the clothing rack trying to ignore her.

“What about us on the train” you mumbled, feeling your stomach twist slightly. You were probably just hungry.

“Oh come on! You have to admit Bakugou is pretty attractive..” she coaxed, pinching your side making you jump as you turned around.

“Mina! I dont like him” you told her firmly, feeling annoyed by her. She only rolled her eyes at you and smiled.

“But he spoke to you! And he smiled after the conversation ended” you stilled. He smiled? You made him smile. You shook your head at your thoughts. Why was he getting to you. You didn’t care if he smiled, probably his first smile since he was born.

“I think yous would make a cute couple” Uraraka piped as she looked at her self with a shirt in the mirror.

“Oh yeah what about you and Izuku” you piped and her face turned bright red as she quickly spun round.

“What about Izuku! Did he say something about me!?” She asked as she grabbed your arm. You were taken aback and you, Mina and Jiro burst out laughing at her.

You all left the store and headed for the food court to meet with the boys. You got some new clothes. You spotted Kirishima which wasnt hard given his spikey red hair. He waved yous over and you all sat around the big table.

“Hey guys! Get anything nice?” Kirhsima asked and you all nodded. He flashed his toothy grin and pulled out a big black graphic hoodie out if his bag.

“Woah thats so nice Kirishima” You smiled as you reached out to touch it.

“I love boys clothing, especially jumpers theyre always so much comfier than girls” you hold him and he nodded agreeing with you.

“So what are we all feeling for lunch?” Denki asked, everyone piped up with different opinions but the food court is huge so everyone got up to get their food.

You were craving some hot ramen. You headed to the little takeaway ramen shop. You could pick your own broth and toppings. You waiting in the line, going onto your phone to message your dad back.

“What are you ordering?” His deep voice piped up behind you and you jumped. You immediately knew who it was. His caramel scent wafting up to your nose as you felt the hear radiating behind you.

“Oh-um, just some tonkotsu ramen” you told him as you turned around. His eyes stared down at you, red circles piercing you and you froze slightly.

“Boring and lame like you” he tsked. His brow raising when You didn’t quickly retort. He noticed your pupils were slightly dilated and your cheeks flushed, were you overwhelmed by all the food smells.

He leaned down his face close to yours as you felt your mind race. His smell so strong; you couldn’t smell the hot food behind you. He rolled his eyes at you. How would you be a good hero when you got distracted so easily.

“Next!” Bakugou glanced up at the employee pointedly looking at Bakugou and you. He grabbed your hand and pulled you forward to the counter. Bakugou ordered for himself, yelling for extra spicy which the employee rolled his eyes at the rudeness of the boy.

“And for her?” The employee asked. He turned to you, seeing you were still slightly dazed.

“She’ll have tonkotsu broth with chicken, egg and green onion toppings” he told him and the employee nodded, handing Bakugou the ticket number. He turned and walked to the collection end, still holding your hand.

“Are you done zoning out yet?” His voice snapped in your ear and you jumped. You blinked a few times and looked up at him, subconsciously gripping his hand tighter.

“Huh? Oh I didn’t order” your eyes widened at your stupidness. He overwhelms you so easily. Your mind raced with thoughts as you turned to go join the line when Bakugou dragged you back by your joined hands which you only now realised. Your cheeks heated as you turned back and looked at them.

“I ordered for you nerd. Its rude you know to make others pay for your food” he grumbled and you immediately felt bad.

“Im so sorry! I have change I can pay you back, how much was it?” You asked as you pulled your purse out and fished in. He grabbed your hand back and you looked up at him.

“Its fine, you can pay me back by stop being so stupid and dont zone out next time” You opened your mouth to argue but his glare hardened and you quickly shut it.

Your number was called and Bakugou grabbed the tray with your ramen bowls on it, bringing it back to your table which all your friends were at again yous sat beside each other and grabbed your bowls.

“Bakugou. Your ramen is the same colour as Kirshimas hair!” You exclaimed, looking at the fiery red broth. The smell was even making your eyes water. He rolled his eyes at you as he began digging in.

You all sat and chatted as you ate and enjoyed your food. You smiled as you watched your friends, enjoying today with your basically first friends unaware of the blonde who just stared at you, slightly puzzled and feeling something else that he wasn’t familiar with. . .

He didn’t like you. You were just an extra in his movie. A person who annoyed him, who he couldn’t get out of his head. . . He shook his head, grumbling as his narrowed eyes watched you and Kirishima chatted. You were awfully close to that red head and it bothered him. It was just you. You bothered him, always on his mind.

You remained blissfully unaware of the blondes thoughts as you all ate and headed home, happy with the day out with your friends.

[bridgyrose]

Wasn't expecting you to make Nickle a trans Penny, but that works. But what about the gang meeting him?

(Sure, lets have him meet the gang.)

Nickel flew through the air above Mantle, looking for grimm that managed to make their way through the streets while the walls surrounding the city were being repaired. His eyes scanned the city, nearly pausing as he detected several grimm sirens going off in different sectors of the city. For a moment, he closed his eyes to start to plot a course on the best way to make it to each grimm attack. Once that course was found, he rushed forward, taking care of each grimm in his path. 

Green lasers shot from his swords as he flew above each grimm pack in the streets. Though, the longer he took care of them, the more annoyed he became that the grimm almost seemed endless. Sure, it was usually only a pack of ten or so in each section of the city, but after months of protecting the city, it almost seemed like the walls were never getting repaired. Stuck in the role of tired hero. 

Nickel stopped as he finished defeating the last pack of sabyrs, catching a few familiar faces down on the street below him. Every instinct told him that he needed to go, to leave before any of them saw him, though, as he saw Ruby down below him, he couldnt help but make his way down to see why Penny held these memories so dear. Memories of team RWBY that never seemed to go away, a haunting memory of his past life. Though, he put his swords away as he landed, looking over his old friends. 

“Penny? Is… is that you?” Ruby asked as she slowly stepped forward. 

“It is Nickel now.” Nickel took a few steps forward to meet Ruby, scanning her to find out just how much he actually remembered. Memories flooded through his mind in the blink of an eye, watching the girl that had become his past life’s first and only friend for the first few weeks Penny was in Vale. His voice nearly broke as he spoke again, sadness running through him as he spoke again, saying the one sentence he had practiced over and over in case he ever ran into these old friends. “Penny was… unrecoverable.” 

Ruby nodded and looked away, holding her arm to her chest. “O-oh.” 

Nickel paused as he heard how heartbroken Ruby sounded, confused about why he cared so much about what she thought. Penny had cared deeply for Ruby, and those same feelings had stayed with him. A small sigh left his lips as he took Ruby’s hand, giving a small smile to her. “She would be glad that you are okay.” 

Ruby nodded and wiped a few tears away from her eyes. “You look just like her.” 

“I… I guess I am her, just a boy now.” No, that wasnt right, he was supposed to be different from her, a brother, right? He wasnt supposed to be her, but… the more he thought about it, the more he found himself being unable to deny it. “What are you doing here? You are supposed to be in Vale.” 

“We need to speak to General Ironwood,” Weiss answered in a matter-of-fact tone. 

“What for?” Nickel asked. 

“Its… complicated.” Ruby moved the lamp on her hip behind her cloak. “Though, we’re not entirely sure how far we can trust him.” 

Nickel nodded and looked around at his old friends, seeing there was something they were all hiding. “I think I can get you to him.” 

Ruby smiled a bit. “Thank you.” 

“I’ll need you to stay here though.” 

“Why cant we go with you?” Yang asked. “We need to get to him-” 

“Because there is a curfew and travel between Mantle and Atlas is a bit restricted,” Nickel answered, already starting to take off. “I will go talk to him and get you clearance, but I need you to stay with my father.” 

“We cant just sit here!” Nora exclaimed, getting her weapon ready. 

“Let Nickel go alone for right now, and we can find out a bit more about what’s going on here,” Qrow said. “Storming in to see Ironwood right now may just cause us problems.” 

Ruby nodded and smiled up at Nickel. “You will be back, right?” 

“I will,” Nickel said as he took off, flying off to Atlas Academy once more. He mentally cursed at himself as he thought about Ruby, already feeling old feelings starting to come back up. He wanted to be him, not Penny, and yet, Penny seemed to be trying to resurface at every turn. Even now, all he could think about was Ruby and how it made him feel. But for now, all he wanted to do was get them an audience with General Ironwood, and then he’d talk to his father to find out how to get rid of these feelings to keep Penny from being recovered. 

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[danidoesathing]

There is a number of reasons as to why Six coumd have dropped Mono do you think she makes up excuses to make herself feel better. It wasnt on purpose she was tired and her grip faltered. It wasnt on purpose his weight was dragging her down and she let go out of instinct. Maybe it was on purpose because she was staring in the eyes of the thing that made her thisnway so she had to. Maybe it was on purpose because Mono would have suffered in the real world because of his powers. It was on purpose because she was scared. It was on purpose because she had to survive. It was on purpose because she hated him breaking her music box. It was on purpose but its fine because he can just come back, he always does. Was it on purpose.or not? Either way shes crying herself to sleeo

YOU'RE SO RIGHT ive always been of the opinion that like. Six makes a split second decision based on the information she had (and with emotions are running high). She sees Mono and knows he and the Tall Man are the same (or will be). She lets go because if she lets him live he'll become a monster that wants to hurt her. She does it to save him. She does it to protect herself. She does it to break the cycle he's stuck in to become the Tall Man. She goes back and forth between "i did what had to to survive" "i stopped him from becoming a monster and "oh god i killed my friend. i left him behind. he came back for me and i left him." honestly, its probably better she doesn't know he survived the fall. the guilt would be unbearable and it's not like she could change anything at that point

[lokittystuckinatree]

LCU (Loki Cinematic Universe) Rewatch Part Three here we come!

Thor: the Dark World

Oh Gods I forgot how…indescribable this movie is. I have no words. The outfits and settings look so real and the elves look so fake?

Me every time I see Loki: oOmMgGg Hiiiiiiiiiii 😘

“Mother did I make you proud?” And the whole way he handles this scene…How did anyone ever take him seriously - no wonder he went off the rails, that’s his greatest fear

“Do you not feel the gravity of your crimes” ok this is pure speculation but going off of what we know about Loki’s moral and emotional system - he’s capable of remorse and empathy, but he tends to compartmentalize and bury guilt and shame, repress and conceal his true feelings, and rationalize, minimize and justify his actions instead of accepting what he sees as weakness, so yes, I’d imagine that deep down he absolutely fucking feels it. And it don’t feel good.

Loki justifies his imperialism genocide and violence in an imperial genocidal militaristic society but the second he becomes king he decreases military intervention something something (one of the good bits of Ragnarok)

“I don’t enjoy hurting people” But Odin does. And so Loki pretends to.

BOOOOOO Odin no one likes you BOOOOOOO SCREW YOU

oMggg Sif hiiiiiii. Look at her, Thor. LOOK at her! With your eyes! She prettyyyyy

Odin and Thor: talking about Thor’s love life. Loki probably: rocking back in forth in his cell because no one’s ever gonna love him. Another Loki at the same time: chasing his soulmate across spacetime because she pulled a Loki on him and he finds that endearing

The sets and ambiance of Asgard are gorgeous how do I move there

Yet another obscure character I don’t remember, Darcy’s in the comics now I’m so proud, Selvig’s lost his last marble, so have I Selvig, so have I

The weird gravity/time space anomaly/warp thing in that abandoned building actually makes for a fun scene. You cannot change my mind on this. The Aether is pretty creepy though ngl.

Thor and Jane are so cringe together. I love them. They also break my heart

The plot of this movie is really…something

Loki and Frigga’s bond actually makes me teary I know they didn’t have the best relationship it was strained and toxic at times but omg they care about eachother so much I’m getting emotional…she genuinely was the only person Loki truly loved in a healthy way. And he fucking lost her. FUCK

Cut to me relating to Loki so much it makes me physically recoil. I’d get into why but I’m not trauma dumping today.

“I don’t know why Loki helped the dark elf get into the palace”…lol stop lying to yourself you know the reason very well. You have the same resentment and lust for chaos inside you that Loki does…that desperate grief that makes you want to burn down the world that burned you. you know. I see my worst in Loki, and his story gives me hope that I can change. There’s a good chance I will die young (medical shit) and Loki dying young also gives me comfort.

This movie is peak Loki. I just fucking adore the little shit. I just aahfhkjkmng *aggressively squeezes*

Heimdall is underrated

Someone on discord said Frigga autocorrected to Fridged on their phone and Frigga’s dying and that’s all I can think about rip…bruh this scene hits a lot harder after my dad’s death ✌️

HE WASNT EVEN ALLOWED AT HER FUCKING FUNERAL FUCK YOU ODIN DRINK BLEACH!!!!Anyways I forgot how cinematic and heartbreakingly beautiful the funeral was

YOU CAN SEE THE SPARK LEAVE HIS FUCKING EYES IM GONNA FIGHT ODIN IN A DENNYS PARKING LOT. I’m ending on the Loki illusion scene for tonight because it’s 3 am and I’m in emotional distress.

How can anyone watch the illusion scene and the deleted bits and actually believe Loki is a cold hearted psychopath? I have this fucked up headcanon that Loki almost attempted suicide after Frigga’s death and either stopped himself…or Thor showed up right on time. I can’t prove it but I know it’s true by gut instinct.

There’s something so weirdly profound about someone who seeks out death being unkillable. Character who thinks he represents death actually represents life. That’s something the Loki series actually did well. They definitely screwed up his character in places, but I can see the backbone of what they intended. I don’t know how to explain this, but I don’t ship Sylvie with TVA Loki, I ship her with Pre-Ragnarok Loki. Aka, I characterize TVA Loki as closer to OG Loki than he is thus far.

There’s a tiny detail about Loki that makes me go feral. You have to psychoanalyze a little, but Loki doubts his brother even cares about him, so whenever Thor says he feels betrayed and threatens him, Loki smiles. It means Thor cared. It means there’s hope. Negative attention is better than none at all. Disappointment is better than apathy. I wish I didn’t know how he feels.

[freeshephoun]

please please please tell your adrian headcanons im so curious!!!!! and also maybe gordon and barney if you like :]

oh boy this is gonna be a lot. apologies for any misstypes in advance!!

click to read my thoughts on the 3

okay ffirst off shephard! shes tfem which is why i will be using she/her for her. also ahes filipino-american. shephard is autistic and mute and struggles to understand the people around her sometimes. it makes her upset when she doesnt.

its a reason why she is better with aliens. they dont work like humans do and it is easier for her to connect with them even when they dont speak the same language. and the bond she has especially with spore launcher is indescribable.

spore launcher (or spore for short) is a creature she found in the black mesa facility. its an alien that, when you feed it something, it can spit it out and it works basically like a grenade launcher. at first shephard had no idea what to do with that thing. he gave it a little pat on the head and it chirped and since then theyve been best friends. you can not tear them apart.

shephard has a lot of little cat scrstches feom spores spikey exterior aswell as some acid burns here and there. it comes free with having an alien friend/pet.

Shephard also managed to get spore into stasis. everything else was taken but she could keep spore. also coming to stasis ive got some thoughts on it.

while gordon was basically in a coma in stasis, Shephard wasnt. she didnt even have a choice what to do. she was just taken and detained. and since she was detained, gman didnt put her to sleep. shephard has been in that osprey for all this time. awake. if it werent for spore she would've probably gone insane.

being in stasis also fucked up her feeling of like everything. ypu dont get tired, exhausted, hungry or thirsty. you cant even feel pain or die.

(cw sensitive topic, bit similar to sh) in an attempt to feel anything she sometimes did some stupid shit. mostly punching or slamming her body against walls or purposefully touching spores acid. that reeeeally fucked up her perception of pain and her tolerance and it still shows afterwards. (cw end)

outside of stasis she still struggles with the perception of pain. it is pretty dangerous and she basically relies on gordon or barney to tell her hey you got fucked up bad we should get you first aid.

and sometimes when she sees it she spirals down into this specific feeling where everything feels like stasis again. when was the last time she ate? why does it feel so alone again why is it so quiet? why is akl she can hear her own mind?

shes going thru it🔥🔥

jumping a bit shephard doesnt like physical touch. shes very sensitive to it and gets overwhelemed by too much physical touch. her lovd languages are acts of service. she isnt good at comforting someone or showing her care for someone so openly. its more that she guards you when around you. makes sure youre safe. you need a moment of alone time? she will make sure no one bothers you.

my friend wrote a scene that describes it perfectly so ill quote it: "In the distance, the parade could be heard. At the entrance of the alleyway, Shephard seemed to stand guard, occasionally looking back at them as the parade passed by."

for tthe other 2 and their love languages: barney is the physical affection guy. giving and receiving. hes also good at comforting people just by being there. gordon on the other hand is good with giving words of affirmation. its his love language. and on the receiving is quality time (shephard too i forgot to mention)

they are very dear 2 me.

also their fighting styles. ive thought of it before and how it differs. gordon thinks, finds an answer that works and then executes it. shephard thinks a little but she mostly just acts on instinct. and barney? hes jus tlike yeah no thinking is for nerds watch me solo this guy. hes silly like that

my friend (again) made smthg that portrays this very well: "Gordon would calculate the triangulation before he threw a grenade over a wall. Shephard would stand on a box so she could throw it over the wall without hassle. Barney would just lob it and pray"

gordon is a very sarcastic man. barney understands his saecasm oerfectly but shephard struggles to do so which is why gordon avoids sarcasm around her.

shep and barney on occasions have their 5 minutes. kind of like zoomies. it usually ends in chaos because they tried something stupid again. which is why gordon rarely allows them in his lab. actually never. but barney will still come down when it gets late and gordon hasnt even been up to eat something and basically force gordon to stop for the day.

how? he just scoops gordon up and carries him out. batney is a security guard who survived the resonance cascade, the 7 hour war, manages to get through as underciver civil service despite the hard security measures of fhe combine aswell as fighting agains the combine and staying alive for all these years. that man is strong.

he wwouldnt mamage to carry both gordon and shephard though. thats what shep does. she carries them both with one arm.

this also reminds me shephard needs a routine. she can not do without one. you will see her follow the military training camp routine eeveryday. if she doesnt do it it messes up her whole day.

also wwhile i will draw them a lot probably in their hl clothes and not hl2 clothes, if thes would have ever met its definitely in hl2 or after. i jsut dont like drawing barneys combine outfit thats why.

Shephard was thrown into the hl2 universe by gman. maybe ill even incorporate return 2 ravenholm im this if i ever elaborate on that more. she builds up her own wa yof living there. the camera drones dont manage ti actually detect her due to her gas mask. they detect humans by having a face and if they don't? thats not a human then. she doesnt know that though.

she made herself st home in an outpost outside of city 17. it used to belong to the residtance but got raided by thr combine and has since then become abandoned. at ome point shephard manages to boot up the equipment there. she gains access to a lot of old information that was stored in this outpost.

the resistance of cours enotices shit wait an old outpost was activated again whats going on there. they send a group of people to investigate but urrm uh yeah didnt work out. shephard had a little ace up her sleeve (spore and her acid). but eith that they hope to confirm it is at least not the combine because they have never used that alien species as it completely ceased to exist after the black mesa incident.

im not too sure abt thid though the way this goes might change very well depending om what i feel like.

anyway uuh sheohard goes into the city to restock some supplies. she has some good connections at this point and has heard from the resistance. and well when she goes there to restock she meets barney.

this is btw like a place where they help out citizens who are struggling, often wanted by the combine. they live off donations, mostly coming from the resistance themself.

when barney sees shephard, this guy in a fucking military uniform hes just like. boy you coming with me now. and drags her to the resistance thingy there.

or something like that. not too sure about that at all. again might change however i feel like it

also i definetly forgot a ton of things but ive been writing this for 1 1/2 hours now. if you want to know more about specific things feel free 2 aks i LOVE sharing my freeshephoun thoughts with people

also as a treat here i drew them as the power piff girls once

[fangirlstorycreator]

Terry KK3 X Reader

Context: Your feeling sick and Terry helps you 💚

You were hanging out at the dojo today, but your weren't really feeling yourself. You didnt know what was wrong with you, you just felt a little queasy, dizzy and had a bad headache. This wasnt like you and were so confused as to what was going on. Terry was working the morning lesson while you hung out in the office, you weren't a sensei so you didnt need to be out on the floor. Terry told you that morning that he was going to take you to one of your favourite restaurants for lunch after he finished his lesson, but now you were feeling like this, you didnt know if you wanted to go.

You just wanted a cuddle from him, but you couldn't have that, and you were starting to feel worse. Your body started to ache and you were getting hot and cold shivers. Your throat was hurting and it hurt to swallow when you tried to drink. You hadn't had anything to eat and very little to drink, the thought of eating or drinking just made you feel worse. You stood up and reached for Terry's hoodie he had left on the desk, and as you put it around you, you caught sight of yourself in the office mirror. You were as white as a ghost and you had dark bags under your eyes, you could barley make out your looks because your vision was a little blurry. What was happening? Why were you feeling so bad?

You sat back down on the office chair as the body aches started hurting you more, that's when John walks in to grab his phone. "Hey Y/N, just getting my- Y/N are you alright?" He asks you, looking concerned. "I'm not sure John, I dont feel well" He stands next to you and holds his hand against your forhead. "Damn your burning up, I'll grab you a bottle of water, and I'll get Terry too. His lesson should be finished by now" He leaves the office to go and find Terry, and you stand up to try and open the office window. You feel the need for fresh air, unfortunately its locked, and your need for air is growing stronger. You make your way out of the office slowly, holding your hand against the wall as you head towards the back door. Your vision is still dizzy, and just before you reach the door you stumble and fall forward onto the floor.

You could feel your stomach churning, and you were about to throw up. Thankfully being next to the bathroom, you stood up and ran in, making it in just in time to throw up into the toilet. You felt so awful after throwing up, your stomach was hurting, and you were in tears as you sat next to the toilet. You couldn't feel anything else left in your stomach, so slowly, you get up and head over to the sink. You took a sip of water and spat it back out to wash out the taste, then stuck your hands under the tap water and splashed it onto your face. You exhale as the wave of nausea goes away, but you still feel really unwell. "Baby?" Comes Terry's voice as he knocks on the door. "Baby can I come in?" "Yeh" you say, your voice a little croaky. Terry enters the bathroom and sees you leaning against the sink, your arms are shaking and there are tears running down your cheeks. He instinctively takes you into his arms.

"Oh baby, you poor thing. You look as white as a ghost. Have you just thrown up?" You look up at him with tears in your eyes, your body was still aching and your headache was getting worse. "Yeh I did, I dont know what's wrong with me babe, I really dont feel well" "Shhh it's ok baby, come with me" He guides you back to the office and sits you down on the chair, John walks in and hands you a bottle of water. "Thank you John" you open the bottle and take a few little sips of water, while Terry kneels down beside you, resting his hand against your rosey cheek. "There has been a stomach flu going around recently, I think that's what you've got baby. I'm going to grab our things and put them in the car and when I come back I'm going to take you home, ok baby?" "Ok Terry" He gives you a kiss on the head and heads to the door.

"Could you stay with her please John?" "Of course Terry" Terry leaves and John leans against the table. "Dont worry Y/N, Terry will take care of you" "I feel a little guilty John" "About what Y/N? You cant help that your ill" "But Terry wanted to go out, and now we cant" "Y/N he doesn't care about that, hes crazy about you and missing one lunch isnt going to upset him. Dont feel bad about it Y/N" Terry comes back into the room. "Thanks John" "No problem Terry. I hope you feel better soon Y/N, I'll see you both soon" "Thanks John, see you later" Giving Terry a tap on the shoulder, John exits the office and heads to his lesson, and Terry is back at your side. "Come on baby, I'll take you home" "I'm sorry we couldn't go out Terry" He shakes his head and rests his hand against your cheek. "Dont apologise, you cant help it. Now, let's get you back home" You take his hand and he leads you out to the car, and once your all strapped in, you fall asleep within a few minutes of the car drive, Terry just gives you a loving look as he drives you home.

Your awoken by Terry lying you down on your bed. "Terry?" "Shhh it's alright baby" "Terry did you carry me from the car?" "You were fast asleep baby, I didn't want to wake you" He sits beside you on the bed and strokes your hair. "Terry you didnt need to do that" "I know, but I wanted to. Now, you just close your eyes and get back to sleep, you need it" you tried to stay awake, but him stroking your hair made you feel so tired and before you know it, you fall back asleep. Later on when you wake up, it's dark outside and your headache has gone down quite a bit. You lean up and sit yourself against the bed frame, when Terry stands in the door frame. "Hey baby, how are you feeling?" "A little better I guess, my headache isnt as strong as it was" "But are you still feeling poorly?" "Yes" He nods and enters the room with a trey of many things.

A glass of water, a plate of plain toast, paracetamol, ibuprofen, and a cool cloth. "I have a few things hear to help you baby" "I love you Terry, thank you for taking care of me" "No need to thank me baby, I'm always hear for you" You eat a little toast, take the painkillers and manage to drink about half a glass of water. And once the painkillers kicked in, Terry climbs into bed with you. "How are you feeling now baby?" "A little better now thank you" "Come hear" he says as you snuggle down and rest your head on his broad muscular chest, listening to his heartbeat. He wraps his arms around you and holds you tightly against him. "I love you Terry" "I love you too Y/N"

[luciusspriggss]

aha

finally

someone laid witness to how i get stuck in abusive relationships, and validated me

for the first time ever. and she didn't blame me. she genuinely was sad to witness it happening.

a new roommate is moving in tomorrow.

he was being a dick, unnecessarily, to corinne (other new roomie), and i called him on it.

continuously. he kept doubling down. and the entire time i could see he was upset about something. he wasn't saying what it was. and i didn't even care how he was treating us.

i was genuinely worried for him. and i told him that. i also said, even if there is something wrong, which i will not care nor judge him for, he cannot treat corinne, or me, the way he was.

so i told him straight up, i am not mad at you. please just be honest, or at the least wait until he feels better to talk to us.

and he said that i was accusing him of intentionally being a dick about not paying for the water, which i rebuked and said i wasnt, that was my whole point. i literally did not care what was going. i just wanted him to stop being rude.

and i even had to phrase it in a way like...if what you are saying is true. if you genuinely cannot see how you were being rude and you were being sarcastic or like being silly or whatever, can you at least understand to corinne and me, how it could come across as super rude and mean?

and i like...asked if he was being sarcastic the whole time, and was really never mad or upset or whatever, and he said he was

he said how if i hadnt called him out for being rude, he was going to make nice suggestions like showering at his apartment until the water turns on. and how he genuinely was saying everything he was because he was annoyed he couldn't help us sooner. it was all a bit. it was all a joke.

and i was like, and still am like, "oh, this was a huge misunderstanding, my autistic ass can't read social cues or sarcasm" and i apologized for my behavior (which, i never even did anything mean, i was just standing my ground in that i was worried about him and didn't like how he was treating us)

and i guess he messaged corinne and said it was fucked up that this whole altercation happened because we misunderstood him

and she told him she doesn't believe him, and thinks he was really being a dick the whole time, and it wasn't cool how he treated us, especially me. and she thinks it is because i am the first person in his life, for a VERY long time (potentially ever), to call him out when he is being mean AND have the compassion to forgive him because i know he is doing it because he is upset about something he is too scared to talk about

and i feel like i am going insane

i don't know what is happening

what is real, what isn't

whether my gut instinct was right or not

and it is a reminder, that this was how i felt all the time in my last relationship

and that i am still putting someone else's feelings above mine, because i feel genuine empathy for him

i gave in. i don't know if what he told me was real or not. but i don't care. because maybe he will eventually realize i am being genuine. and the entire time, all i cared about was everyone's wellbeing. and i was willing to forgive awful behavior, just on the off chance he sees it and finally is willing to be honest with me.

and i still believe, that if i continue, doing what i do, seeing the best in people and showing compassion for those who feel like they don't deserve it, that they will become better.

because i can see, in every way that he talked and responded, that he has serious cptsd, rejection sensitivity dysphoria, and emotional dysregulation. i cannot diagnose him

but what i can see is, he is too scared to see that, someone can see him, understand him, and be willing to forgive him. because i know why he is doing what he is doing. AND that i had no deeper or hidden messages or meaning.

i genuinely was concerned for him the whole time. and his trauma made it difficult, if not impossible, to see that.

the only way he will believe me, is if i keep being kind and compassionate to him. and it will get to a point where he will realize on his own, that he is hurting people with his sadness, and he will make a choice if he is willing to accept those consequences or not.

and i don't care which he chooses. because either way, he will be acting with intention.

i don't want to be around him if he chooses to be rude and mean. but at the very least i could respect he was making an active decision 🤷🏻‍♀️

my roommate looked horrified at me, and became really sad and almost started crying

and i honestly, don't really know why.

but she did tell me she actually understands how this keeps happening to me

[the-s1lly-corner]

Tadc x reader who has the appearance of a princess, but is more of a badass warrior who hates dresses and such?

Kinger, Gangle, Caine, Ragatha x badass!princess!reader !

the wheel has picked these four since the admin is currently not doing full casts; sorry anon! i know i got a princess reader right here so heres a similar post too!!

CAINE:

originally hes drawn in by your princess look but is a little shocked when youre trying to take off your crown and tugging at your dress... finds out very quickly that you do not at all vibe with your digital clothing; and the admin is feeling nice today.. i think he lends you a new wardrobe so you can dress in something more comfortable for you (shhh we can pretend the dress wasnt a part of your body), and finds out not long after that that you like diving into IHAs, especially if theres any beast or danger... honestly? i think he would be into it! youre pretty AND youre cool? hubba hubba, hes giving you heart eyes and probably making train whistles... i think he makes IHAs more challenging just because you seem to like the thrill and challenge, though sometimes he might go a little overboard...

RAGATHA:

similar to caine i think shes initially drawn in by your princess look that youve spawned in; but thats because i like to hc that prior to the digital world she grew up with fairy tales and instinctively finds herself drawn to things that remind her of it, even if she cant quite pin point why... i think she would try to make you new clothing so you can ditch the dress.. thinks youre very cool, frequently offers to patch up your clothing if youve gotten any tears in it or anything! sometimes likes watching you work out or train yourself... definitely doesnt have this look on her face while shes watching you, no her cheeks have always had that blush..! dont mention it please- honestly youre probably her type i can easily see her being into strong feminine folk (assuming reader is femme thanks to the princess motif)

KINGER:

oh?? another royal? ah! not another royal, you are not happy with your arrangement! though... this does give me an idea; king and knight dynamic. what started with kinger lingering around you because you totally smashed any threats during an IHA turned into you intentionally shielding him from danger! so thats nice at least! probably gives you some knight-ly nicknames.. might actually believe youre a knight, assuming he was being serious when he said "as a royal myself" (personal admin note, i think he was just bullshitting and trying to appeal to the gloink queen, though i do think he does playfully lean into the king role). sometimes get a little surprised when he sees you standing outside his pillow fort making sure no one comes to knock it down or dismantle it... its sweet, in my opinion...

GANGLE:

thinks youre really pretty, princess or not. can also see you being gangles type. i think i mentioned this somewhere before a few times but gangle gives me "i used to play dating sims in the real world" vibe, and her go to route would either be the moody monsters or strong feminine leaning folk.. ponders... sometimes ties your hair up so it can stay out of the way when youre going about your business throughout the day! sometimes braids it, other times will leave it as a plain ponytail! depends on how both of you are feeling that day! subconsciously goes to you for protection me thinks, sometimes also does it when jax is being mean to her.. .generally sees you as a person of strength, you know?

[botheringlevi]

Is amused while listening to you ramble

Hold that thought. Ask the commander to help me?

Moved closer to you. Looks at your eyes. Moved my face closer to your face

I asked YOU to help me, Captain. Not the commander, not anyone else. Are you repulsive to the idea of being alone with me?

Smirks. Tries to touch your chest but withdraws my hand presuming you’re not comfortable. Moves a step back.

A comfortable silence lingers.

I’ll take your advice. Reading the manual sounds like a good start, tho I still want to know how you got so good at it without training. It’s like you are innately gifted, and thats is just one of the many things that I admire about you. You truly are the wings of the survey corps, Captain.

Noticed your fingers starting to twitch.

I’m sorry if I didn’t consider your well-being before barging into your office.

Looks at the floor all flustered and shy after realizing you must be resting earlier.

Let me escort you to your room. Humanity’s strongest needs his rest to recover after all. And no, you are not saying no.

Looks at cabinet and remembers the gift.

Oh, I bought you a homecoming present. I was around town when I saw it. I figured you wanted to do some cleaning after you recovered, and so I chose the best one out of the rest. Here. I hope you like it. Consider it a Valentine’s gift from me.

Winks at you and picks up the tray with teacups and leftover bread.

Shall we?

After washing the teacups and storing the leftover bread. We went ahead to your room, but only after a small bicker where you said you’ll go alone but I insisted to come.

Here we are! That wasnt so bad, wasnt it? *referring to the walk* If you’re gonna wonder why I insisted to come it’s because so I can do this.

Gives you a quick peck on the cheek.

Goodnight, Levi. Rest well. See you tomorrow.

You’re too shocked to react so I closed the door for you, fearing on what your reaction might be. Placing my head on the door, I waited outside your room for a moment while taking in deep breaths. My head is spinning and my heart pounding.

Whispers

I love you. Goodnight 🫣

[Previous ask]

At first, he's taken aback when their face moves closer to his. Then they make an attempt at mocking him.

*Deadpans and takes their jaw, tilting it up and away from him. He flicks their forehead as he does so.* Idiot. Is that really what you think I meant? I'm not the commander around here. I meant permission.

He pulls away as they do the same. *Teasing* As if Erwin has the time to train a brat like you on the equipment. I'm the only one who can handle you.

A comfortable silence lingers.

*Leans back in seat, at ease* Yeah, it sounds like good advice because it is.

They ask how he managed to master the ODM without training. Is he gifted?

*Shrugs* I've gotten asked that before... It's not something I can explain. I do it my own way. *Wrinkles nose* I guess gifted would be one word for it. But I've never gotten called the "wings" of this regiment before. *A little amused* I wonder how long it took you to come up with that little line.

His bandaged fingers twitch reflexively. Nothing new to him. He barely notices before they apologize for barging into his quarters in the first place. Their eyes drop to the floor, flustered.

*Narrows eyes* It's fine.

Just as he says that, they insist on escorting him back. And he isn't saying no.

*Sneers* You're not babying me. It's my hands, not my legs.

He is relieved by the sudden shift in topic—a homecoming gift in the cabinet. An expensive-looking broom. His first instinct is to admonish them for how much it must've costed, but he knows that's not going anywhere. As if he has the energy.

*Stands, blushing.* ...Thanks. But according to you, I can't walk on my own. Let me see if I can manage carrying this. You''ll just have to take care of the leftovers.

After that, and a little more bickering from him, they in the end reach his door.

*Unimpressed* Yeah. I can see that.

He had been wondering why they insisted on joining him here. He doesn't appreciate people coddling him, as entertaining as the resulting banter is.

They give him a quick peck on the cheek. He is too shocked to react as they say a quick goodnight and leave even quicker. He touches his cheek where there lips just were, wide-eyed. What just happened?

It takes several seconds for their footsteps to recede. He wonders if they were waiting for him to go after them—maybe not. He isn't sure what to think beyond the butterflies swarming in his belly.

[akao-rion]

just friends.

when he first met the two it was by chance at the cafeteria. he watched as the blue hair girl smoking a cigarette glare him down. he saw the man next to her was empty headed, just existing in the moment with minimal thoughts.

“what a scary bunch” he thought to himself as he sat down next to his classmates from the spy department.

“oi nagumo did you piss off akao-senpai or something?” one of the guys at the table asked.

‘so thats who akao is’ nagumo wondered. he deduced that the man next to her was the infamous sakamoto taro, the duo thats been rallying up the school. they were feared that even teachers were scared for their lives. an interest piqued his mind, he wanted to get to know them more. he watched as the two students sat alone at the table and he saw the students around them distance themselves away from them.

nagumo grabbed his tray and walked towards the two students. he heard a myriad of whispers behind him as he placed the tray next to sakamoto.

“can i join you guys?” he asked. akao looked at his eyes and then look at sakamotos. “you know him?” she asks the man and he shakes his head a no. akao looked back at him, her piercing snake eyes sent shivers down his bad. nagumo didnt realize how scarier their presence was in person. the two where just 15 years old, the same age as him, and yet he felt a sense of defeat amongst them both.

“sit down. lets see if you can handle us” akao smirked, pulling out another cigarette from the case and lit it up.

“whats your name? where are you from? ive never seen you on campus ya a freshie? but you seem to have friends why are you here? oi im talking to you reply dammit” akao didnt take a break with in overloading these questions to nagumo. she was bubbly and the complete opposite of the man next to him.

“my names nagumo, im from the spy department but i might change to assassin-” the change wasnt particularly a lie, he disliked the pretentious students in the spy department who all believed they were john wick. “-im a second year student, 15 years old, and i have friends but you guys seem fun” he let out his signature smile.

he felt the air around them shift as akao became warmer. “oi sakamoto hes a fun one isnt he? you think he wont run away like the rest?”

“hes as insane as us, i can feel it” he heard the man talk for the first time.

“oh you can talk?” nagumo teased him and he saw sakamoto get irritated and akao letting out a heavy hearty laugh.

“AHAHAHA SAKAMOTO THIS GUYS FUNNY” she said as she brought her hand to close to his face for a high-five. he completed her high-five and felt the bond inbetween them grow.

————————

swapping courses was easy with a little bit of convincing. he found out that his scheduled mostly matched both akao and sakamoto’s and the three started an inseparable bond. the teachers hated seeing the three of them, often trying to break them apart and keep them away from each other.

in their trio nagumo realized that akao led them all, both in combat and friendship. she was the one who initiated everything, she was the one kept them together.

nagumo loved following her, if he could follow her through life he would.

sakamoto on the other hand was reserved but not shy. instead he was just an airhead. his fighting instincts was sharp but his social and academic skills never met on par. even though the whole school sung his praises, he was a simple man of little thoughts.

the trio day would pan out with going to their respected classes, getting snacks and lunch together, going outside to travel and spar after school, and spending the nights at one of their places watching movies or playing games.

for the first time nagumo felt like he could be a kid, even if he was an assassin. he cherished their bond, he wanted to protect those close to him.

————————

“akao senpai is really pretty isnt she” nagumo heard one of the guys in his weapons class whisper.

“yeah but shes always hanging out with boys, i bet she lets them hit” another boy replied.

nagumo felt rage, he wanted to use his pencil and stab the man in the neck for these comments.

“whos bloodlust is that, get out now. i dont wanna deal with blood splatter and mess” the teacher yelled at the class. nagumo shot the men a glare and threatened them with a butterfly knife he had tucked in his back pocket. he couldnt understand why it bothered him so much, it wasnt like akao was pure for him to save or whatever. he didnt mind the remarks being made about him either, but the thought of other men objectifying akao brought a sense of rage within him.

he saw as sakamoto jumped down the stairs and landed in his signature way. “ditching class nagumo?” the man asked. “right back at ya” nagumo smiled.

“lets find akao and ditch today”

the two men headed to her classroom floor, peering through the window as they grabbed her attention from the seats. she shot them a “go away look” as she went back to paying attention to the lecture.

nagumo stepped in the classroom. “the office needs akao rion” he lied. “akao you may leave” the professor said and akao walked down the aisle glaring a look at both men. the three walked away from the classroom as akao kicked both of their calfs, bringing them down to their knees.

“what was that for!” she asked. “i missed ya” nagumo replies in a singsong voice. “ugh fine, lets get icecream” she skipped infront. she was easy to convince.

———————

the three were stuck at sakamoto’s apartment. it was raining heavy outside and the trio were drunk. akao slipped some bottles of vodka and nagumo brought snacks. the three spent the afternoon taking turns playing street fighter and mario, taking shots as each character died.

the kids were wasted, sakamoto was already passed out on the couch and akao rested her shoulder on nagumo as the two leaned back on the couch from the ground.

nagumo felt her finger tips brush his slightly. throughout their friendship they have gotten closer emotionally and physically. it was almost natural for nagumo to wrap his arms around her, or akao to grab his arm. the two never questioned it, and neither did sakamoto.

the air around them felt rough, nagumo fought he urge to interlace his fingers with hers. he fought the urge to plant kisses on her fingers as he stared into her golden eyes. nagumo sighed and he felt akao shift closer into him, making herself comfier within his heat.

“akao, what are you doing” nagumo whispered. he felt akaos lips to his ears, biting it slowly. she kissed his neck and licked a stripe on his collar bone. nagumo’s coats been thrown out somewhere and he was just in his loose tank top.

he felt as akao laid him down on the rug, his head hitting the floor and akao straddled his hips. she brought her lips to his neck one again and kissed bruises their. the two were drunk, he last bit of rationality left his body as he felt her kisses. he wanted to grab her hair and kiss her lips. he wanted to switch their positions so he could get high off of her scent.

“nagumo. do you want to” she whispered. “want to what” he didnt mean it to tease her, he genuinely didnt know if she wanted to sleep with him or just make out.

“i want you nagumo.” akao replied and she pressed her lips onto his. nagumo closed his eyes, his vision getting starry from the adrenaline. nagumo picked her up with ease and she wrapped her legs around his waist. he brought the two into sakamoto’s room and he laid her on her bed. he discarded his tanktop and he watched akao spread her legs more.

he felt his brain shut off seeing her in obscene way. “what am i doing, shes drunk she cant consent” the words in his head kept repeating. he stepped back, his figure hitting the wall.

“your not in the mood?” akao asks. “no i am, im hard. but. but this is wrong akao. youre drunk”

“but im not as drunk as you” akao replied.

nagumo stared at her a bit. he could step forward and embrace her, or he could step outside and leave her for the sake of his sanity and friendship.

in the end his lust wins him over. nagumo crawled onto the bed as he took her in for a kiss. he kissed every part of akaos body he can find. she was warm against him, he could feel her heartbeat faster then normal.

———————

after their first night the two had sex often. they tried to stay hidden from sakamoto but somehow he found out. “just dont get pregnant akao, this man doesnt seem like the one to take care of your kid” sakamoto teased.

“AHAHA WHY WOULD I RELY ON HIM TO RAISE MY KID, I RAISED MY NIECE ALL ON MY OWN” akao yelled back.

the two agreed to minimal affection. its not like they were in love, or atleast her. in closed doors however it was different. nagumo felt like a regular at her dorm room. day by day the clothes he leaves behind started to grow, he brought his own toiletries, and his snacks filled up her fridge. his presence was everywhere and so was hers at his owns.

———————

“akao-senpai, c-can you give this n-note to n-nagumo” the girl infront of akao shivered.

“EHH whats this?” akao asked as she started ripping the note open infront of the girl. she heard the girl let out a shriek and she started laughing. the girl was short so she was able to fend herself off, trying to read the contents of the note.

“dear nagumo, i met you in my class and i fell in love with you at the moment. i would love to live my life with you. im writing this letter to confess my feelings to you. please, go out with me!” akao verbally read out the letter.

“a dating proposal?” nagumo appeared out of nowhere, grabbing the note out of akaos hand. he looked at the shorter girl, “you wanna go out on a date this friday” he let out a wink.

nagumo felt a kick to his face from akao and he kneeled down, nose bloodied. “AKAO YOU BROKE MY NOSE” he screamed.

“WELL STOP BEING A WHORE” akao said as she flipped him off and left in anger. the air was tense and nagumo couldnt understand his emotions.

the rest of the day akao was nowhere to be found. he and sakamoto searched for her but she wouldnt reply to their calls. nagumo stepped outside her dorm room to check one last time, knocking it to let her know its him. she didnt reply and he had no idea besides breaking the door infront of him down.

“OI BASTARD WHOS GONNA PAY FOR THAT. WHY DID YOU BREAK IT.” akao emerges from the room. nagumo paid no attention as he brought his lips onto hers into a passionate kiss. he felt her kiss back. she opened her eyes and pushed the man off of him and nagumos back hits the wall as he sits against it.

“first you break my door, then you kiss me like that. fuck you nagumo” akao spit at him. his eyes were glued to the ground, he couldnt look at her face. she was right, what was he thinking. why did he kiss her instead of literally doing anything else.

he stood up and grabbed her in an embrace, resting his head on her shoulder. akao stood stiff, refusing to let him have his way with her.

“i dont know akao, what im feeling. i cant see other women, everything feels fake when its not you. earlier i was playing along with a joke, im sorry if it made you mad” nagumo whispers into her shoulder. “i dont know if this is love” he whispers even quieter that she couldnt hear. akao brought her hands to his, lacing their fingers and her other one ran through his hair.

the two were lying on the floor, not caring if the people walking by can see them kissing on the floor, grinding each other for some sort of relief.

——————

“nagumo you got a light?” akao asked ontop of the rooftop as the two watched the sunset. they were waiting for sakamoto to finish his remedial math class so they can go out for dinner. nagumo pulled out a lighter with a snake engraved into the aluminum casing. akao lit her cigarette as she sat on the railings of the rooftop. she let out a drag and the smoke hit his face and eyes. he squinted away coughing the smoke that caught his lungs. akao let out a hearty laugh.

“does that even feel good” nagumo asked? “what? this?” akao pointed the cigarette at him.

“yeah.”

“well. its not bad by any means, but its an acquired taste. similar to foods” she replied.

nagumo took the bud from her lips and let out a small drag. its the first time he smoked a cigarette. he let out a cough as the smoke filled his lungs and akao laughed harder.

“h-how do you guys smoke this” nagumo questioned.

“addiction baby” akao stuck her tongue tounge out like a child.

——————

the last time he saw her was when she left to find uzuki. he searched for her long, inquiring everything and everywhere. its as if she was wiped from the JCC and traces of her wasnt to he found. he and sakamoto joined the order, in hopes to find some clue about akao.

without her his life was directionless. he loved following her lead, doing whatever she wanted. when it came to living his life alone, he couldnt do anything about it. he missed her.

when he found out the location of uzuki he immediately called sakamoto.

in an hour he gets a call back from sakamoto. the man whispers a small “akaos dead” and he felt his world shatter.

[solardick]

U I O

Mommy, I’m afraid. I’ve never said mommy before. I don’t want to go. Through another change. I don’t know anyone here. Everyone’s French. I’m always singled out. But- I don’t want to go.

God damned man. Yes, yes I am. Thanks for noticing. It’s rare in fleeting moments to see that from a passing stranger.

Everything is evil. There’s nothing in life for me.

Oh wait. There already is another girl. Lol. Like a transition girl. I liked the way she talked. Redhead. Which was already brought up a couple times. The forst time. I was like what? Why would i care? No whatevwr. Privably druged that coffee today. Hopenit doesnt keep me up all night. Sleep is the onyl time the world stops and there nothing. Intil i opne them again.

Maybe ho bsck to art instead of watching everyone in existsnce pretend to be someone they ate not. No human interaction at all. Since all my availibale social means arent very trustworthy are they.

And honestly. I dotn like redhead dna. Oh my god im - racist. Time ti take anothwr beating.

Naw man, i may look all sexy and manly and all. And i may look all smart and all to everyones spite. But now. Im actually just sma fully receptive woman. I have no cock. Im net here to f@&$. Im here to be fuckd. Learn to enjoy it. 39 years andcoubtibg. It never gonna be different. Buy a couple dildos. And get an anema bag. Shave head to toe. Body hair is a turn off and i want to be a sexy as i can. Make my man. Or men happy. Live a sacrificial life. And not build myself up. Just be fully sexual. No need to connect to anyone. I just need so e dick. With wahte ever they injected me with covid. Choice is mych taken away anyway. And i qant to feel proud of my accomplishments. Even if that means getting them off. I want to be thanked and encouraged. Too bad i cant bear you children. Im baren. Cause indotn have a womb. So inlose anyway. I cant hive that to you. And it makes me sad. They bette rhave huge cocks cause. Your pussy little 6 inch isnt enough. Do ‘t want uou being smallesr than me. That be a turn off. Since thats the onyl part that matter. The rets of it. Is just gross.

Was enjoying the experience of the feminine mentality. In a safe secure way. But then they raped my spyche.

Not like i have any experience being masculine in any other way than object placement. Not allowed to be. Just the destructive, evil side where “instinct” has full control. Sangerous stuff but whatever. I remember how i was. And it sickens my heart. There’s no control. Oh well im just a sick fuck that need to be fucked. Feed the desease. And not the cure. Thats all life has ever done. Sorry if i wanted soemthign different for once. To go with me “being on my own” away from degenerate violent sources coming from inside my own home. And shading everywhere else. I dont want to be alive anymore.

Yup. Ok.

Heres my “ new” identity. Im a total fag.

There going to keep doing this to me for the rest of my life aren’t they.

No, she back. The whole fucken shop is just fucken with me. What’s new? That’s all life is. Since my first memory.

Ill just keep doing wgat im doing until tgey fuck me back onto the street. Then hooefully ill have a rffle by tten that i can suck off until i blow my brains out.

I aint dealing with tjose ficken cocksuckers today. Give me a fuvken written punishment for heing abusef afain. Go for a walk and enjoy the sun.

Well ill have my IHF course completed soon enough. Takes a first step. And it gives me something to look forward to. A way out from being the devil’s bitch. Mmmnn the sun feels nice.

Go and treat myself. Sone lively dialogue with done pretty women. Sunshine. Well noy anymore. Cloudy. Pick up some more things. Wash my own back. It’ll be nice.

I walk in, there she is staring me down again. A guy, who abuses the term sans design or however its spelled. Your coffeees and ice cap or something. Because i carried it from timmy’s not in a thermos. Wasnt hot. Getting cool. Mostly drunk. Talking over and through her standing in between with her back tunerd only slightly showing the front. I pause. “ it will be once i get inside. Dudes hyped on speed getting straight to work while i calculate the sheet. And set up the work station. Already inside loading it up. Ok then. Helped the station beside me. Insulating rhe freezing from getting in. Poorly parked vans. Well im ready now. Lets go to work. Nope. Processing the mind rape games. Was left just standing around waiting. Getting more depressed by the minute. Sitting at the table. Dead. People wanted to see. So then ealked passed trying to be unassuming or whatever. But as soon as i got in and the office and saw me. Depressed. Gave a sigh of disappoitnemt. Like i should be in a good state. Yeah ok. Sure. So i left. I could barely function. I chose suicide.

What you fucken speedo. Getting mad at me cause im fucked. Yeah sure leave. Bye. Ill do the van myself. No? What your back? Who you gonna be positive and try and display a healthy bond. Ok. Thats cool. We can do that. But no. I was just left standing around. While not knowing the details about wtf? Crates? What you tlaking about. Ok ill just stand arounf for the next hour.

When it is enough, man. Or was i just born to be tossed around and damaged? 39 fucken years and counting.

Your nothing but a bad influence. Your nineties punk rock mentality. Negative associations to everything. Giving none smokers nicotine. Bitching about your cowerkers stupid bs. And then give them cigarettes. Your first approach to me was handing me a speed pill. I was flabergasted at what the fuck your were trying to do. Fist bump? Ok. No? What? Hand shake? Wtf? Ok. Oh your giving me somethign. Oh its drugs. Ok. Maybe one day if i ever needed it. Its cool that you chauffer me around. Even though i always insist that you didn’t. Thanks for the shit. Though. Its cool to have some furniture. And im polite and social with uou. But i dont like you.

Ill work with the dipshit. If he wasnt talkign about cocks and gay shit. Be militant.

There sidetracking accomplished. Stay the fuck away from everyone. Keep doing it till they toss you back int the sea again. You’d think that after all these years. Youd be a good swimmer. Naw. Inwas never a good swimmer. Its one of the only things i ever did poorly at. And and guitar. Lyricsl notes are beyond me.

And they’re never going to stop fucken with you. It’s for life. Born in hell. Tortured all the way through. Parent just equal violence. Brothers just equal violence. I apparently just equal sex. Theres no parents there. Just a fool for a father. Childlike. Being the youngest of a sized family. Temper tantrums and absence. Or stupid jokes. Like im a still baby. Mother is unstable. Freaking the fuck out in fits of bs. Never known a stable things. Homes, schools, jobs. Threats. Always threats. Growing in an oppression. Keep things to myself. The external always. Its always. I yeah. Nursery rhymes are olaying. You auto corrected to olaying.

[nostalgia-tblr]

anyway i just feel As A Disabled Person(TM) that the correct response to "jules bashir could never have lived independently as an adult" is not to downplay the extent of the kid's disabilities (which TBF the episode itself is all over the place about) but rather "so what?" because accomodations for one's disability should not be a source of shame. this child can't tell a tree from a house okay but is he happy and have you even thought to ask him what he'd like you to do about it?

(though having seen the state of things like "let's institutionalise molly o'brien when we know exactly how to keep her happy but we're just not going to bother with that" and "what do you mean spock is in a MENTAL hospital? :O :O" and also "none of these medical professionals have any clue about the fact that you shouldn't just change someone's wheelchair without asking them first" I am not actually very confident that jules would have been given the best of support etc so there's that too.)

[babyyweebbitch]

Hey! I really like your posts and stuff and I wondered if you could do a Yautja × Reader, any of them you want!

Maybe a what their reaction would be to the reader defending a Yautja Pup!

sure! thank u for ur request! also i have no idea what yautja call their or know what they look like, id imagine they all have their own big ass apartment with a whole back yard or something like that. also the size of the place depends if it’s a whole family or just one and since there are two (a yautja and a human) they have the big ass apartment with a back yard 😀 if that made any sense at all (this look a long ass time i’m sorry 🧍🏾‍♀️)

content warning : female reader (she/her pronouns used) ; HumanYautja relationship ; blood ; fighting ; limb being removed ;

y/n has lived on the ship for quite a long time after being taken in by a group of yautja as a child, she wasn’t a hunter obviously but she did work with everyone there quite well. she had hall sorts of non dangerous jobs such as medical duty, working with the weapons and technology, helped raising the younger yautja there and more! she was a great help to everyone.

her mate had brought their mutual friends small yautja pup to her to watch over while his parents were out hunting together one day. the day was going very smoothly, she helped him with plenty of stuff and even played a few games with him, having a fun day babysitting him.

“his parents should be back any time soon, it was a pretty short hunt due to his mother getting injured pretty badly” your mate told her, she picked up the young yautja and let him play with her hair, her hair was pretty long, fluffy and smelled pretty good. there were some dreads in her hair she let one of the young put in her hair while she was babysitting them a few days ago. she loved them so much that it��s now apart of her new style and will get a lot more

“oh god…. okay — i’ll take him to their home and i can tend to her wounds once she gets back.. i hope she’s okay” she said as she let the young yautja climb to her back and latch on while she walked around her own home to gather all of his things he had scattered around the place. once she had everything she put it all into a bag and went on her way. her and the young were talking the entire time she walked all the way across half the ship. she felt the presence of another yautja who wasnt her mate behind her so she turned around and one about to take the young. she backed away and she stared at them

“he’s not yours…. what are you doing?!” she said, she somehow got the yautja pup to get off her back and stand behind her, standing in front of him as if shielding him from the big predator

“he isn’t yours either, human scum! you have another’s young and i will return him to them” they reached out to grab her shoulder and pull her away from the pup but she instinctively turned and hugged the pup, using her own body as a shield to keep the yautja from hurting the pup

“stop it! i’m returning him home!” she said, the bigger yautja obviously didn’t care and tried to pry her away from the pup. after a while they finally got her off him and pushed her off. she fell on her butt and was pretty hurt from being pryed off the young. she watched them try taking the pup but he bit the side of their hand, damn near taking off their pinky and out of instinct they smacked him, causing him to fall to the floor and he started crying. she watched as all this happened and out of no where she grabbed the closet sharpest object near her and stabbed the bigger yautja in the back. they roared out in pain and she crawled to the pup, picking him up and trying to stop him from crying

“why you little piece of human scum! i will have your skull added to my collection!” they yelled, all she remembered seeing was them about to run and attack her so she protected the pup once again with her body, rather taking any hit, cut, bruise or even die than ever have this pup hurt or even killed because another yautja wouldn’t listen. once she didn’t feel any pain or being hit she looked up, seeing her mate fighting the yautja. it looked like watching two very angry wolves fighting over food. there was growling, blood, roaring and even one picking up the other and throwing them down.

she watched in terror for a few more seconds before going to check up on the pup, making sure he had no injuries or something. she got him to stop crying after a while. he wasn’t hurt too badly, he complained the side of his face hurt and that he was scared of the yautja. she held him and told him everything was okay now and that he was safe. she stood up still holding the pup close to her and she went to see if they were still fighting. her mate had won the fight but spared the yautjas life. he ended up taking their arm as a trophy instead of their head

“do not ever! and i mean ever! hurt her or that pup ever again! or next time you won’t be so lucky!” he yelled to them. she went over to calm him down a bit and checked over him to see if he had any injuries, he had a few minor cuts on his person so she handed the pup to him and went to go check on the yautja he had fought. her mate was curious as to why she was worried about them, they had tried to hurt her! maybe even have killed her if he didn’t get there when he did so why was she helping him

“why must you tend to them? they could have killed you!” he asked, letting the pup play with a shark tooth necklace he had around his neck. watching as she helped the yautja up

“it’s my duty to tend to anyone’s wounds. i am a nurse on the ship after all. i’m gonna take them to the actual doctor, please take the pup to his parents and tell the mother i will tend to her shortly!” she said as she guided the yautja to the  infirmary and got him checked out by one of the fellow nurses there. she quickly explained what happened before she left to the pups home. her mate was very confused because they tried to kill her but yet she let herself over the pup and in the end even helped the yautja who attacked her…. he wish he was as kind as her to be able to help someone who just tried to kill him…

after a few minutes of walking she finally met her mate, the pup and the parents. the mother was sitting on the floor trying to stitch herself up but Y/N went to stop her and did it for her. the mother reached out for her son before realising something was off about his face, some side was red

“y/n…. what happened to my boy?” she asked before seeing how red her back was and there were a few cuts on her “what happened to you too?!” now she knew something was wrong…. she had a tendency to get very overprotective of her since they have known each other for a long time and have been through a lot together so obviously she grew protective

“i’m okay! i promise. these are just scratches but earlier some yautja thought i was taking him away but i was trying to explain that i was taking him home… they didn’t listen and attacked me, your son bit him which cause them to smack him, i stabbed them and then my mate came and took care of them — they’re in the infirmary right now” she explained “your son was very brave by the way! not even i have the confidence to bite one of you guys” she said, going on to take care of the next wound

“you stabbed them?” her mate asked…. he was shocked she did that, he knew she was a strong human but everyone he’s met before always ran away or something so he was shocked she did that “maybe you can start going on hunts with me, you have proven you are strong even with no combat training. i shall t—“

“i’m not hunting” she said, already knowing the lecture about going on hunts he was going to give her, he’s given her this lecture so many times she knows it word for word by now. after she had cut him off the father of the pup started to laugh very hard and loud, using a laugh he had memorised from a human

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” the father laughed with his arms crossed and everything

“she will give in one day! i just have to try harder and longer!” her mate protested, she shook her head and looked at him

“you’re not gonna convince me, dear” she said with a smile on her face. she went to the mothers back side and moved her long dreadlocks out the way to see a huge cut going across her back. she started to clean the wound and the mother would roar each time the cleaning stuff got inside her cut. “i know… i know it hurts…. just give me a few more seconds and i’ll stitch it up” she said in a calm and oddly comforting voice, the mother held in her urge to punch something until she was done with cleaning everything. after she was done and backed up a bit “okay now you can” she gave the mother the go ahead to punch the floor, which she did

she went to get the needle and thread and started stitching up the mothers back. while she did both of their mates watched this interaction between them…

“y/n is very kind…. is that usual for humans?” the mothers mate asked hers… he was confused as to why y/n was super nice even when she was threatened

“it’s usual for her…. other humans i’m not so sure about… she protected a young that wasn’t even hers… she risked her life for a child she didn’t even birth… she is amazing….” her mate said, not taking his eyes off her the entire time. he knew there was something about her he liked that he didn’t see up until that day…

this is so bad, i rushed the end tbh. and this also isn’t proof read or edited at all. ALSO, i do have a job now so pls don’t be upset if i dont do ur request right away or it takes a long time. during october is when i should be working a lot more because halloween so yeah!