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chromotps · 3 months

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YOU MENTIONED ACELU MODERN/GANG AU. but what about — I know it’s cursed but please listen — supernatural AU? I don’t mean like the entire thing (monster hunting maybe, but not the entire angel/demons plot) but just consider the vibes of the first two seasons?? The “road-trip” thing. Struggling to get by (I’m such a huge sucker for “Ace struggling to make ends meet but he always makes sure Luffy gets food and clothes even if it means he’s not eating as much himself”-dynamic in modern AUs. God). Sleeping in shitty motels + having to share the bed more often than not. Taking care of each other’s wounds in dimly-lit, dirty bathrooms. The general, ever-present worry of how things are going to be in the future or the terrifying scenario when one of them doesn’t make it (except Ace just worries about Luffy, bc of course he doesn’t consider a future where he lives and Luffy doesn’t. Neither of them can think about it too long either way bc it makes their brains shut down). They’re blood-brothers, they think of each other like that, they call each other that except. Taking physical comfort from each other is also a thing, because that’s what they’ve been doing all their lives, because there’s always been just them, and it’s all they ever had. They kiss and sleep together, bare skin pressed against bare skin because it’s always been like this, and it doesn’t feel the same with anyone else (mostly on Ace’s side, because he did try — with barmaids, waitresses, men in shady bars, because he felt responsible for Luffy’s upbringing and well-being and it felt like an older sibling thing to set and maintain appropriate boundaries. But nothing ever compared to Luffy, even in the slightest). Both of them having to play so many social roles they kind of start blending into one another (because again, there was never really anyone around long enough to fill them in for them) - bc yeah they’re siblings, but. They’re also friends except it goes way beyond that. Ace, as the older one, has been Luffy’s caretaker too, he had to think and plan ahead for them both. But there were times when Ace was hurt they the caretaking role became reversed and Luffy had to take on all the responsibilities, until Ace recovered. Obviously none of it is how a healthy sibling relationship should look like, but god, I’m just soooo weak for the developing co-dependency, especially in scenarios where clearly unhealthy/potentially harmful behavior becomes a source of physical/emotional comfort (and tbh I’m pretty sure it also translates well into in-canon Ace/Lu because they didn’t really have anyone else either, for a couple of years in their lives. And Luffy needs social interaction like he needs food and sleep).

Oh man, anon, I was shipping and reading smut for Wincest like WILD back in the day, so. This AU is perfect. I'm eating up all the details of it just being the two of them, and a car, and a map. On a good day they'll get to jam out to music for a few hours on the road before pulling into a diner, and Ace splurges on treating him and Luffy to a meal of steak, burgers, shakes and pie.

But on a bad day. They get out of a rough fight, Ace with a nasty gash down his chest but they can't get help between all their papers being forged and being wanted for a crime they were framed for anyway. So for once Luffy drives them back to the motel, and sets Ace up in the tiny bathroom tub to clean out the wound and patch it up. The whole time they're just quietly saying stuff to each other like "thank you. you didn't have to take that hit for me. it saved my life" and "you're the only reason i do any of this. nothing else matters." "you matter. it's always been just you and me, right? what would I do without you?" and then... idk MaybeTheyHave"Thank God You're Alive"Sex or something who can say?? you know???

but omg yeah I LIVE for some codependency in my ships. I do have this weird thing where whenever I write headcanons it's like I'm in denial. like, I can't totally commit to calling it unhealthy even though it totally is, bc.... they're happy together!! Maybe they learn to accept help when they need it from some kind of Uncle Bobby figure (Jinbei?? Rayleigh??). but when it comes down to it, they only really care about staying with each other and keeping their brother safe.

I'm not really sure what's up with me today but I'm sort of in a horny mood so. I'm still thinking about what you typed with "They kiss and sleep together, bare skin pressed against bare skin because it’s always been like this," and I know you probably meant literal sleeping together. But I love thinking about the slippery slope Ace and Luffy took in the AU from "pressing each other close for comfort when they're shaken" to "Luffy noticing how good it feels when Ace holds him and Ace unable to stop his eyes from lingering on Luffy's lips" to "one time in the dead of night in the hotel, their breaths are mingling and their mouths are almost touching until, it isn't 'almost' anymore. and then somehow ace is on top of luffy and the orange glow of the streetlight outside is falling on where their arms are wrapped around each other. and even though that night should have been shocking, what they can't admit out loud is that it felt completely natural. it's just another part of everything that they are to each other, and no one else needs to understand this, either."

ANYWAY UH I can. talk about other aspects of this AU since I'm sure there were other things you meant to focus on but uh. I was in a mood. oops!

#i know i shouldn't be sorry for adding to the tag but #i can be a little embarrassed about this one #acelu #headcanons #also i LOVE these asks i am so grateful #supernatural au

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auxiliarydetective · 16 days

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My OCs as Flatmates, Part 1

Includes: Chandrah/Charlie, Raevyn, Sherry

A bit ago, I asked you guys about who you'd like to see for this topic (and I'm still asking, by the way, hop into the replies and tell me who you'd like to see) and both @fluffle-system and @daughter-of-melpomene said...

↬ Chandrah !

Oh boy! You've invited a demon to your house, congratulations!

Charlie, I feel like, would be a fun roommate. I assume this is after GB II, so he'd already relatively well adjusted, but they're still... not human.

Like, my boy™ barely sleeps at all. This means that, yes, you can come to them at any time of day or night and be relatively sure that he's awake. And even if he isn't, they're not that hard to wake up and they don't get grumpy if you do wake him up. However, it also means that he might be noisy at night. Not even intentionally. But if your flat has thin walls, you'll hear them rummaging around the kitchen or taking a shower in the middle of the night. You might also be faced with some confusing situation at times because he hasn't master all situations of human behaviour yet. Also, they eat the weirdest things sometimes.

Aside from that though, he 100% has your back, no matter what happens. They're loyal as ever. Whatever you need, he's got you. Need help moving in? Charlie is strong as balls, he'll carry your stuff. Shitty ex? How do you want to give the bastard payback - are we thinking of a fake dating scenario, do you just want someone to come with you somewhere just in case, do you want them beaten up, humiliated...? Charlie will probably also curse and/or haunt the ex, let's be honest.

Also, he's a literal (former) Ghostbuster. If you get a nightmare or think you're cursed or haunted or something, he'll take you seriously. Or any irrational fear, really, because they've seen a lot of things and are willing to believe a lot of things. Charlie will probably go through the routine Ghostbuster questionnaire with you to determine if it's a ghost or not and what kind of ghost and then go from there. They'll cheer you up and make you feel safe before confronting the specter. Even if you accidentally summoned a demon or something, Chandrah is also a demon, it'll deal with it.

Depending on whether you know that Charlie is secretly a demon or not, you might also see them floating around sometimes and he'll use his demonic powers for tasks or to help you. It's normal. They might even show you their demonic form if you ask nicely.

Definitely would want to spend a lot of time with you. He's a bit clingy but understands if you need some space. Would also be fine with just coexisting in the same room as you if you don't have the time or energy to do anything special.

As to how you got into this flatshare situation, I'm pretty sure that Charlie would've put out the ad and it's his house/apartment. Charlie, being a demon and (former) Ghostbuster, is pretty rich and would be able to afford living on their own, but they want a flatmate because they feed off human affection and they get bored when they're alone for too long. He probably didn't put his name in the ad because he is more or less famous and you probably wouldn't figure out it's them until you come over to take a look at the apartment before deciding if you want to move in. But they're super nice and humble about their Ghostbusters experiences and will be really glad to share stories with you. A baseline belief in the paranormal is probably a requirement for living with him though.

Next person! @enterprise-come-in asked for...

↬ Raevyn !

We're assuming a Planetary Union context here and not just Raevyn somehow dropping in on our present day. Probably, you're both studying at Union Point.

One thing that needs to be very clear to you and that she tells you right away is that you will have very little privacy. She can't help it, she's a telepathic species and she's gonna know all of your secrets sooner or later. You can't really keep anything from her.

BUT this also means that she knows exactly what's wrong when you're down and how to help you and you best believe she'll do it. She's there to comfort you, whenever, wherever. Has your routines memorized after a few weeks, knows your comfort foods and shows, adapts to your needs really well.

Generally, Raevyn is really considerate but, like with any flatmate, you'll also have to deal with some nonsense from her. Since this is her Union Point era, she's gonna have quite a few crushes and partners, and you might have to deal with a good bit of relationship drama. Not an obscene amount, but definitely more than average. She also probably forgets to do the dishes every once in a while. Just remind her to do them and it's all good.

Activities! Don't expect to go to the pool or the beach with her, she's still in her phase where she's hiding her aquatic heritage. But aside from that, she's down for pretty much anything. She'd love to learn about your culture and show you hers and meet your friends and have you meet hers and... But she's also down for more relaxing activites like bord games or video games or movies or just talking. Would also be a pretty good study buddy.

Raevyn would be the best person to have as backup if you want to go on a date but you're kinda worried about it and the person seems sketchy. My girl is ready to beat anyone up for you, whether that be verbally or physically. She's also a walking taser, so she could end the conflict before it even started if you don't want a scene. Would also teach you martial arts if you want. Generally, she has a lot of relationship drama herself, so she definitely understands yours. You can gush about your crushes and cry about breakups together.

Also! Raevyn is quite literally the least problematic person when it comes to gender identities and sexuality and whatnot. It's in her culture to know that everyone's mind and feelings work differently and being attracted to different things is normal and gender is an infinite spectrum. The idea that there could be only two sexes and genders and that anything that isn't heterosexuality is a sin or something is completely wild and offensive to her. Personally, she's bisexual and will also 100% go to pride parades and festivals with you, even if she doesn't fully understand the history and mentality behind them. She would also do really well with neurodivergency, disability and other similar things. Do you know that situation where you're really frustrated at people just not understanding that you can't do a thing because you have no spoons left? This will never happen with Raevyn. Because she knows. She understands. She might not be neurodivergent or experience something similar but, because she's a telepath, she understands what you're going through and will adapt accordingly as much as she can.

Last person for this part is...

↬ Sherry !

... because @novemberhope shares a birthday with her!

Oh boy, this is actually gonna be a bit tough to answer, because... well, first of all, this means that you're in the Mario Universe. Funky shenanigans. Maybe you got Mario Movie style isekai-ed into it? (Disclaimer: I haven't actually watched the movie.) Either way, Sherry probably wasn't planning on having a flatmate but would gladly take you in.

The thing is, Sherry is a princess and was raised with the knowledge that she is a princess. But she wasn't raised at the palace, she was raised in some cottage in the middle of nowhere. Generally, living with her would be weird but fun. Because she's very kind and all but she has some quirks. For one, her sister is literally the ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom and she's next in line for the throne. But Sherry couldn't care less about royal formalities and whatnot and doesn't really spend time around the palace. Still, you'll notice. If you go anywhere together, the attention will be on her and you'll be overlooked. As such: Don't think about throwing a joined birthday party. You might get an amazing cake from Princess Peach and a whole lot of famous people will be there, but it will no longer be your day. It's about her now.

Also, the whole kidnapping situation? Sherry's sister Peach constantly gets kidnapped by a guy and Sherry somehow works for the guy? Like, she babysits his son or something? Awkward...

What this means though is that, should you ever get in trouble with some evil forces or the King of the Koopas, Sherry has your back. Either she'll solve the issue herself or she'll get the Mario Brothers on the case. No problem.

Anyways, back to everyday situations: I feel like Sherry is a no nonsense sort of person (well, as much as you can be in the Mushroom Kingdom) and probably likes things to be in order, so if you leave your dishes out in the kitchen or whatnot, she won't be happy. But she's also the type who'll say something if she doesn't like something, so you won't get stuck in a silent war or anything. Also, she's not the type to hold grudges. See the "working for the guy who kidnaps her sister" situation. Whatever mistakes you make, she'll forgive you. Also, you'll never have financial troubles! She's a princess, she's rich, and she'll lend you money if you need it.

Whereas her sister likes to bake, Sherry likes to cook. You might cook together a lot if that's a thing you're into, or she'll make you homecooked meals for when you get home or just... whenever. I feel like she'd also be really good at mixing drinks, so great for when you're having parties! She also takes you kart racing, golfing, to football games, tennis, board game nights... whatever you like!

Oh yeah, Sherry also just leaves sometimes to go on an adventure or save or sister or go on vacation or whatnot, so you'll have the house to yourself a lot.

So yeah, that's it for part 1! Please tell me who else you'd like to see! Part 2 will be out soon, maybe there'll be a part 3 if I get enough requests for people, who knows!

Taglist: @starcrossedjedis @oneirataxia-girl @daughter-of-melpomene @bravelittleflower @box-of-bats - let me know if you’d like to be added or removed!

#ocs as flatmates #oc: charlie drake #oc: raevyn maumahara #oc: princess sherry

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cartoonrival · 3 months

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kuwtu parents drunk karaoke night. guest list and organizer is whoever is funniest. you may choose to elaborate on various contributing factors (levels of comfort, singing ability, inebriation, desire to be present, and songs and drinks of choice) regarding each participant so much or so little as you desire

one thing about lorillee she will be thinking about drunk karaoke night.

ino and sai organize (mostly ino). guest list and general info:

ino- very comfortable to be singing in front of other people, pretty good but not knock out of the park good (she thinks she is though and sai agrees), very encouraging about bringing other people up to sing with her if they're nervous/reluctant

sai- not great on account of his monotony, but his duet with ino is cute because she's obviously very grandiose and excited with it and sai is more lowkey but if you know him you can tell he's having just as much fun as she is. was a bit uncertain at the idea at first but ino was very encouraging and excited about it.

sakura- gung-ho. not a good singer. keeps it chill at the start, goes harder the drunker she gets. shows up in a bad mood (as she often is) but by the end she's having the time of her life.

sasuke- ino tells sakura DO NOT BRING THAT DEAD WEIGHT OF A HUSBAND!!!! you deserve some time to let loose!!! but sasuke still shows up for some reason. he doesnt say anything he just sits at the back and makes everyone sort of uncomfortable until they eventually forget he's there. disappears midway through the night.

temari- reluctant to make a fool of herself. ino has to drag her up. only does one song, starts out very reserved but is belting by the end. very average singer. drinks enough to let loose a little, but she's responsible.

shikamaru- very light drinker because he prefers to keep his wits about him. came because he does enjoy spending time with everyone and doesn't NOT want to see his friends singing shitty songs, but is reluctant to make a fool of himself and has no desire to participate. ino and chouji drag him up and sing with enough spirit for the three of them (shikamaru never takes his hands out of his pockets the whole time he's on stage). he's not really trying in order to spare his ego, but it sort of sounds like he could be secretly good. is he secretly good??? we don't know. ino would like to know. shikamaru sing another one PLEASE how about this song, you love this song! but he says nope. that's all you're getting out of me.

hinata- very nervous but desperately wants to participate. drinks a lot because that's the only way she can get over her nerves. has a lot of fun. pretty terrible singer.

naruto- gung-ho. fucking loves it. sucks ass at singing but he's not gonna let that stop him. drinks probably too much. disappears midway through the night.

chouji (karui does not go because she fucking hates sasuke and naruto both)- eager to have fun and willing to make a fool of himself and more importantly of shikamaru, but also takes his solo very very seriously

some of the songs/who sings with who (more or less in this order)

ino (solo) - since u been gone by kelly clarkson

sakura and naruto - eye of the tiger by survivor

chouji (solo) - my way by frank sinatra

ino and sai - purple rain by prince (yes, all 8 minutes)

naruto and hinata - i want it that way by the backstreet boys

ino, chouji, shikamaru - happy together by the turtles

chouji and naruto - baby one more time (britney spears)

ino and temari - gimme gimme gimme (a man after midnight) by abba

hinata, sakura, ino- before he cheats by carrie underwood

sakura (solo) - break stuff by limp bizkit

#asks157 #nrto #kuwtu #this is my fave post maybe ever. i fucking love this. actually so cute to imagine. a lot of these diagnoses are true to regular #canon as well i think thouhg

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dualityvn · 2 years

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i am giving myself a brain break from my other obligations by writing you another unhinged theory post. (and because i miss sending you these wait who said that) enjoy <3

ight so, i was close last time and my main points then were [redacted] and [redacted] (bc i don't know if this is gonna be closer or not so i dunno if ur gonna post it) since one of those points has been all but confirmed due to recent ask answers and you not posting my theory, im gonna skip right over top of it. ( i am trying to be vague you'll get the picture)

So instead were gonna talk about the part im pretty sure i got wrong, or at least not close, which is where Tenebris/ maybe Keith? still up in the air on if Keith is aware when he's not in direct control, go when not physically present in the world. Due to being able to give ask answers more weight now i do think Tenebris is at least visible to most other people. It could be that as they've both grown, Tenebris has become able to hide his presence a little bit better, resulting in Keith being able to have negative relationships with his exs because why else would anyone think to hurt the poor flower boy when he has a literal monster standing behind him. unless they were just stupid, which is a very real possibility because of the aforementioned being mean to the sweet and adorable Keith. Tenebris' general existence provides some reasoning behind Keiths' parents actions, once again not excusing them because they suck and i hate them, but in one of the asks you said that their relationship with Keith would probably have at least been better if they had only had Keith alone, they didn't want Tenebris too. (which once again sucks i get that its not the ideal situation to have some sort of violent 'monster' living a very attached life with your son but maybe if you had treated them both with human decency and they wouldn't be such 'monsters' huh? bet you didn't think about that did you. god i hate them)

Moving on.

Sudden thought that was Not planned for this, but what if the line "he is speaking, speaking for me" from the song means like, Tenebris can see the world when he's not physically present but cant talk, he has to talk through Keith. and Keith is just like, a prisoner in his own body when this happens. oooo that's neat. i had something else planned but that's a cool concept im gonna rock with that.

im fairly certain this isnt going to get posted so hi nightmare how are you. hope ur feeling better, shitty life stuff sucks, but it'll get better i pwomise mwah (that and the heart earlier are platonic btw i wouldn't wanna step on Tads creators toes and get excommunicated from the church of Tad that would be very unradical)

Speaking of Tad since this is just me talking to you now apparently, i saw the outcry for a Tad theory and while I do have Thoughts i don't have anything super concrete yet. Plus notamonsterfucker wanted to work with me on theory stuff sometime and i lov them so we're thinking about Tad Together so it'll be a bit unless your boyfriend wants to feed us some more crumbs. Thatd be pretty cool, but no pressure obviously. This isn't a Tad blog and i as much as i enjoy Tad, i enjoy Keith and Tenebris more so keep making what you wanna make and i will continue to stew on your vagueness.

uuhh not much theory there at the end but yeah. also this received even less than my usual amount of proofreading because it is nearly midnight here and i am Tired so if its is unreadable that is why.

goodnight

I'm gonna show this, cause it still doesn't mention their explicit situation. Last one had something that was spot on, hehe. But yeah, you're doing good, but some things are still not quite there yet

And hello, I'm doing better today, thank you for asking :D

I'm glad you guys are bonding over Tad lore, lmao. I know my bf is cooking something, cause that ending to the restaurant ad had a sus end. Or maybe he has no idea what he's doing, who knows? He's definitely enjoying the attention Tad is getting though.

#duality game #yandere #dating sim #duality theory

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disaster-j · 2 years

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Hi, J!

So, I'm fairly new to the BL fandom and consequently as you're navigating these spaces one tends to stumble upon fandom drama, present and past.

Now, as you're someone I respect and whose fics I enjoy, I'd like your opinion on Kr*st after reading this thread. I think you've shaded him before but I'm in a neutral space when it comes to him because the person making this thread is also a fic author I thoroughly enjoy as well for WinTeam/UWMA fics.

Forming an opinion on the subject matter when you're being pulled in two directions leaves me in a neutral space where I actively don't interact with Kr*st's stuff but I don't feel personally offended either considering it was long ago whilst I wasn't a part of BL fandom.

It's just so interesting to me that a bi/queer person is supportive of him whilst I also encounter other bi/queer people who can't even stand looking at him. It seems to be pretty divided when it comes to him from my standpoint.

If it isn't too much of a bother, and I apologize if its asking for too much, what's your opinion on the thread this person made?

Hi! It's not a bother at all! See the thing about Krist is that, at the end of the day, he's a celebrity with a PR team. He's got people coaching him on how to handle press and what to say or not say in interviews and such, so deciding what you believe is his sincerity and what's them just covering the right bases will be up to personal interpretation.

I'm not too surprised that there are still queer people who support him. They see him as someone who has made mistakes and said stuff he shouldn't have said and as someone who has since grown. That's their prerogative. Me, personally, I don't see him like that. When I came into the fandom in 2020 it was right around the time that Krist was truly falling from grace, at least on twitter, as such I saw a lot of often contradictory opinions on him. So I watched his clips, the homophobic stuff he said, his affinity to make rape jokes, casual queerphobic comments, the way he used to act around his fellow gmm stars, and came to the conclusion that i did not care for him at all.

If someone says or does something shitty and then takes responsibility for it and actively tries to do better then I will always acknowledge their efforts to be better. But for Krist who has a habit of saying homophobic things, saying sorry, saying the "right" supportive things when everyone else is and then going on to make some bitchass comment yet again, I can't take him seriously anymore. You can't be going "two men kissing is disgusting" then on official interviews talk about how we need to be respectful towards the lgbtq+ community only to then turn around yet again and say stuff like "oh this is an lgbt costume/our theme is lgbt" because someone put you in a purple shirt. The only thing that I've seen him do consistently is make comments that make people mad or uncomfortable. From homophobia to rape jokes to creepy comments towards costars, he's done it all and for that i cannot atand him.

Another thing that makes me feel wary of him is that, as the thread suggests, he was quite close to a lot of gmm people that I follow and adore. OffGun, Tay, Jennie, etc. But in recent years there's been a noticeable distance between him and people at gmm. People he used to hang out with outside of work all the time will barely be interacting with him during work events, if that's not suspicious idk what is.

And then on top of all that, he's just? Untalented??? Like his acting is subpar at best. He's not good at emotionally heavy or expressive scenes, he lacks the kind of charisma needed for all these main roles gmm keeps putting him in, he often can't keep up with his costars. Like! There's nothing there for me to like about him at all and so shading him for all the genuinely shady shit he constantly pulls and the favouritism he's unjustly receiving from gmm execs feels more than justified to me.

Of course this all my own opinion based on all that I've seen from him and I urge you to look at all possible angles on your own time before making your final judgement.

#like if someone wants to stan him that's their choice just don't expect me and everyone else who's tired of his shit to give him a pass #ya know #krist perawat #ask #anon

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sinkableruby · 10 months

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7, 12, 21, 22

gaming time

7. A series you’ve lost interest in?

oh actually uhhh. minecraft i cant play it anymore its either i try to focus on the building and i run out of materials and i have to go into caves which are prettier now but they're still caves and each trip is a trek or it feels like a trek in my mind and its like actual chores but like not in a fun animal crossing way in a shitty real life way and you have to KEEP GOING BACK and no matter where i put my house i am never satisfied with it and even if i go creative mode and do nice builds that gets old pretty quickly and man i just cant deal with it anymore.

also terraria is better lol

12. Do you prefer ��blank slate’ main characters you make yourself or otherwise project onto, or characters with a set personality and backstory?

stealing dis's answer it probably depends on what works for the game yeah. i love roleplaying a whole lot but i also love seeing other ppls characters. that being said, i wish there were more games that were open in some way to a roleplaying kind of thing. so if you want a straight answer, i'd go with that

21. A boss you think is really cool

oh theres plenty of these yeah i always love like hidden bosses that are really hard like sans, malenia, etc. the challenge is fun and its always cool to be overwhelmed with the difficulty like oh shit playtimes over monster hunter is cool bosses: the game, basically (sometimes annoying bosses but shhh we dont talk about those). odogaron and nergigante from world are my absolute favorites. the sheer Energy odogaron has when attacking you is insane. it's so fast and always just throwing things out, it feels like a dance when you're fighting. very cool and nergigante... nergigante has lots of presentation, but also its spikes are so fun to break, its rewarding. fighting that arch tempered solo was so cool. and of course you have the divebomb:

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i love this so much, the person in this video is wearing upgraded armor and fighting a lower level nerg because that move WILL kill you instantly, like always. and the hitbox is HUGE it's ridiculously big. i mean you can see how big it is in that video (that person isn't dodging it right most of the time). but the spectacle of it is so cool too. it roars and spreads its wings like that and you KNOW something big's coming. and you feel that note of panic every time, even when youre used to the fight. its so fun. maybe this appreciation of the unforgiving is why i like malenia (and that bullshit move she does) and sans too lol also shoutout to ftl's final boss (i am so bad at that game) and etg's dragun. also also, shoutout to touhou (all of it). also shoutout to elden ring's elden guy (that is definitely not what its called) big elebit. elden... whatever. it looks so cool :) and the fight is really fun to try no-hitting more emotional wise shoutout to omori's final boss. no spoilers but that one is so powerful and very well executed. omori has great bosses like that that impact you. another one i really like, maybe even more, is the one where this music plays:

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it just screams hurt and betrayal (and the fight does too!) and you can just Feel it. and the aftermath of that fight is heartbreaking

22: A boss that was disappointing

oh starbound is perfect for this one. the game is so nice with its cosmetic and customization, and me and my friends were really enjoying it, but the enemies and encounters and bosses in this game were just. not. good. because you could overlevel (idr if level was actually a part of that game, but there was like higher level equipment and stuff) but the bosses werent like matched to your level or anything they just stayed the same level. so you could easily overlevel without knowing it (you might even think ur preparing a reasonable amount, certainly felt that way to us) and when the whole world is filled with nothing but shit thats easy to kill and a boss that's pathetic its like. ah. time to customize a bit more and then the fun is done. kinda kills the hype yk. if it had better fights that game would genuinely be awesome

#ask game #gamer time

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killemwithkawaii · 1 year

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No better way to word this so Imma just say it: as a fellow peets enjoyer, I would enjoy reading your takes on the SFs Gangs feet. So if you ever need a excuse to talk about it… gestures

(Also calling it. Larry is ticklish as fuck down there which makes most of the kinky stuff one may want to do impossible because he already feels phantom tickles when you just wriggle your fingers in that general direction and becomes an absolutely giggly mess instead. Which also has its charm mind you)

Anon, it is such a pleasure to be reminded that there are persons with impeccable taste, such as yourself, lurking in the fandom and on my blog, and it's even better when said persons encourage me to be as self-indulgent as you have with this ask. Please accept these headcanons that I thought about way more seriously than I probably should have lmao (I did my best to not let my personal preferences influence them, but a few maaay have sipped through the cracks, and so did yours 🙈💓💦)

What are the Gangs Feet like?-

[CW: Grapefruit (though this is 99% sfw), unsanitary, tickling]

Sally:

-Big feet for his height, greek shape, pronounced metacarpal and ankle bones, arches are a little high.

-Wears shitty off-brand high tops with zero arch support and doesn't seem like the type to own a pumice stone, so there's some callusing on his feet where his shoes rub, but the rest of the skin is relatively soft.

-Typically keeps his nails trimmed purely for comforts sake

-Smell varies from very minimal to strong, depending on whether he's been playing video games or hiking around the woods all day, and whether or not hes had the spoons to change and shower recently.

-Wears soft cotton ankle-length socks (sensory friendly and cushions his very exposed achilles tendons), occasionally with novelty prints. He keeps them on most of the time because his feet get cold easily.

-Sometimes paints his toenails (badly)

-Not ticklish unless you really, really try.

-Hesitant to accept a foot rub, but once you've assured him that you actually want to give him one and he gets used to the feeling, he'll slowly melt into his seat... 🥴

-Blushes if you play footsie with him. 😳

Larry:

-Big ol flipper feet, roman shape, a little wide, average arches.

-Wears sturdy, ankle length work boots with good support, so there's minimal callus, though the skin is overall a little tough.

-Might forget to trim his nails sometimes, and the smell can get pretty ripe if hes been working real hard all day... 😬

-Wears moisture-wicking, mid-crew length socks with strong elastic because he can't stand the feeling of his socks slipping down and bunching at the toe. He has a bad habit of stripping off his socks when he's lounging and leaving them on the floor.

-Has some moles on his feet (just like he has on the rest of him).

-He's ticklish as hell, so touches have to be predictable, deliberate and firm (unless you want to see him reduced to a giggling, thrashing wreck, in which case, do so at your own risk ⚠)

-Would lean back and 'feel like a king' getting his feet rubbed (once it's clear you're for sure not going to tickle him). 👑

-Taps and shakes his feet if he's sitting still for too long.

Ash:

-Larger than average, narrow, greek shape, low arches.

-Used to be that kid that always walked around outside barefoot, but her current use of cosmetics and shaved legs suggests a beauty regimen that would keep her feet looking presentable. She periodically uses a pumice stone, regularly moisturizes, keeps her nails trimmed and occasionally uses nail polish (purple, black or clear).

-Wears supportive, cushioned athletic shoes, and thin, no-show socks, generally in solid colors, but may choose to forgo socks altogether.

-Usually smells like her moisturizer or has a pretty mild scent, unless its especially hot out 🌸

-Average ticklishness

-Could be convinced to have her feet rubbed if it was a mutual thing, or she was especially sore and really needed it.

-Will totally do mani-pendis with a friend! 💅✨️

Todd:

-Average size, egyptian shape, average arches.

-Wears white and grey crew socks and sandals with shorts, so he has a noticeable tan line on his calves. He spends most of his time seated, so they're pretty soft, but the skin can be a little dry in patches.

-Generally keeps his nails tidy, though he can neglect them if he's become hyperfocused on a project, in which case Neil has to remind him to trim them after hes had enough of getting scratched while they're lying in bed togther. 🛌

-Not much of a scent, since the sandals let them breathe.

-Basically impervious to tickling thanks to his parents.

-Will accept the occasional foot rub from Neil, but is more likely to give them, and is pretty good at it, since he's learned a few techniques and pressure points over the years.

-Keeps his socks on most of the time (including during sex) unless it's very hot out. He's just more comfortable that way 🧦

Travis:

-Smaller than average, square shape, low arches.

-Wears mid-crew socks in various colors, sneakers, and dress shoes. Average amount of callous.

-Trimmed nails and almost no scent (he has to shower every day), but that likely changed when he became more involved in behind-the-scenes cult work, and he became increasingly disheveled as he began neglecting his personal hygiene.

-Ticklish to the point of kicking (and will not hold back) 🤬

-Does not like having his feet touched at all (hes touch averse in general), and you probably could not convince him to give a foot rub to anyone under any circumstances without blackmailing him into it. ❌

-Always has socks on unless he's changing or bathing, even when he's sleeping.

#k.e.w.k. answers #k.e.w.k. writes #sal fisher #larry johnson #ashley campbell #todd morrison #travis phelps #the gang #grapefruit #sorry steve #tickling #tw feet #tw unsanitary #i am labeling this as mature just to be on the safe side fkljaldjla #I LOVE MY KINKY KOUHAI SM 😭💖💖💖#such a bonus when the kink is mutual and i can just Get Into It 😤👌#I hope you enjoyed these anon~

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emblemxeno · 2 years

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"It hasn't dissappeared" except that it literally has. Newer games don't require extensive amounts of testing because beta testers play in casual mode and there isn't as much necessity to fine-tune the maps.

You just need to look at pre-awakening maps to post-awakening maps. As for the pairing mechanic, what happens if you lose all your male characters? It is not a sufficient replacement, simply put.

Like, the miklan tower map or the reinforcements in azure moon endgame are there because we have divine pulse, and the design is built around the player using them, which punishes player who don't like those mechanics

Pre-awakening maps also had shitty stat scaling (either too easy or batshit hard), some games had same turn reinforcements, deliberate removal of the mechanics to make difficulty artificial (Radiant Dawn's hardest difficulty for example, it literally makes itself revert to NES FE by removing the ability to see enemy range for no reason), is critically unbalanced in areas (FE6 hard mode bonuses are a god send for some characters, and nonexistent for others), all around weird choices (HHM removing deployment slots for no reason other than to force people to stick to a select few characters), etc. If you exclusively get on the newer games’ cases for “lack of playtesting”, the argument will fall pretty flat because I find it hard to believe that playtesting was present in a lot of these games going by this criteria.

Not to mention that FE12 did casual mode first, and is lauded as a fairly well designed game by people who are into that stuff. As for the pairing stuff, well, why tf aren't you pairing characters in Awakening? They have significant stat boosts, regardless of if they're written well. Beyond that, you still get characters like Say'ri, Tiki, Basilio and Flavia? Unless you've been spreading stuff too thin, you're usually not in need for that many replacements as it is. Which is the case for most FE games anyway.

Let's not revise history please, these games were never designed perfectly, especially not the hardest modes. It's silly to accuse casual mode to be the single pinpoint of design nowadays, when it's mostly IS not knowing how to make proper difficulties beyond "just raise stats and give bullshit skills haha". Anything below lunatic/maddening is perfectly fine.

#queue #fire emblem discourse

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dzpenumbra · 1 year

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1/11/23

Today has been just generally... unsettling... an emotion-full day. And, unfortunately, not in a lot of positive ways.

I got my cat some food, started the day. Decided to go up to the package room and get my new headphones that got here today. They're like... Star Trek shit. It's spooky. It's weird. I feel really old when I use technology like this, like one of the apes from 2001. Noise cancelling technology has improved so much over the years, its nuts.

I tried to sync the headphones to my computer, but I guess the bluetooth on my PC is just absolute dogshit because I was sitting in my chair like 2 feet from the tower and the sound was garbled. That was a big bummer. I hope they pair well with the TV at least, that would be nice for movies and such. I guess that's a thought really only bachelors have - "how can I have a really great movie watching experience without making noise" - because, you know, if you have... a partner... or family... or friends... you don't really think about that kind of stuff, because noise is just a part of life. TV obviously has noise when you share a living situation, but when you're alone, is there really a good reason why you're not using headphones? Hmm?

My brain is pretty scattered right now, having trouble keeping up with it. I did yoga, it was mostly focused on the heart chakra. Did a lot of good for my back, honestly. And maybe part of why I've been so emotionally... open? Present? I don't know. Just like a fog of emotions today. She did a few poses that I just legit could not do. Like child's pose but with your chest touching the ground... like... I tried all kinds of shifting around and I could not for the life of me get my chest on that damn mat. It's very humbling. But, of course, points for trying, and for showing up in the first place. I kept flashing back to talking with that chick that went to dinner with my brother, sister in law, nephew and I; when she was talking about doing yoga and asked if I was new to it. And I keep going, "why the hell didn't I say yes?" Because I tried to get into it in 2019 and was doing it pretty regularly for a summer? And occasionally I'll add it in for a few weeks here, a few weeks there? I'm not a complete beginner, like first week on the mat, but like... I'm not very experienced at all here. My body is not really capable of doing as much as I'd like it to do right now. Guess that's growing up. 2019 was 3-4 years ago now. Time flies.

I've had a bit of a level of... fuck... hanging in the air today. Like... frustration. Apathy? ... What's the word? ... oh. Probably depression. Yeah, that fits pretty well. It has some more outwardly grumpy elements too, but depression is really the primary manifestation of it, I think.

When I was getting ready for my shower, I opened my Reddit comment history. I was looking for my most recent comment I made this morning. There was a post about a big uptick in ER visits by older weed users due to freakouts now that legalization is rolling out, and I wanted to partake in the conversation. There was a lot of really shitty unproductive "get good", "handle your shit grandpa" childish fucking bullshit, like the majority of the comments. Like a bunch of fucking Neanderthals trying to weigh in on a quantum mechanics discussion. I bet it's college kids or some shit, I don't know. The mainstream subreddits are just... not what they were 10 years ago, feels like. But there were some people who actually had... intelligent, researched, helpful insights. A few people were hinting that this big push to breed out CBD and get as high THC content as possible has been the major contender in this, and it seems most growers have been doing that just across the board. And, conveniently, it's mostly driven by the majority customer-base being the shit-talking Call of Duty players above. Now, for the discerning, emotionally-in-touch, intellectual, sensitive type? Especially if they're a bit on the neurodiverse side or carrying mental health burdens? That's like a one-way ticket to freakout zone.

I mean this sincerely, I would LOVE to be part of psychological research for cannabis and mental health. I would be a perfect candidate. I really want to help people understand the connection between CBD and THC interactions, and how they affect different conditions. Because I can go into freakouts like clockwork, it really doesn't take much. I'd love to work with some knowledgeable people to formulate a blend for me that gets me the sleep benefits and the general mood leveling, the focus boost, all that... without sending me into an apocalyptic hellscape.

So I left a reply on a comment about CBD and THC, and asked for some recommendations, tips, etc. But I had just woken up and was like... I assumed that thread was on my local city subreddit, but it was r/science... so I went in to edit out my question about recommendations of a local dispensary that had weed for sensitive people. And I saw my most recent comments, the shit from last week.

Last week, I came across a local teenager, I assume female but you never know. They said they had ADHD in passing. Their form of typing did not have punctuation. It was very interesting to me, I didn't really understand it, it seemed like this person learned how to communicate through texting or something, and just never... learned or saw the point of using punctuation? It always fascinates me how stuff like that develops. But... because of this person's syntax... people were downvoting the FUCK out of every comment she made. Which I found... a bit childish, and honestly, pretty discriminatory. This was on her own post by the way. Yep. Her own comments were being voted by the majority population to be not relevant to her own question... It's not a "like" button, folks, this isn't Facebook. But I guess when 90% of the userbase uses an upvote as a "like" button, then... it just sorta defaults to becoming a "like" button, doesn't it. Reddiquette used to be something taken seriously, now it just sorta feels like a weapon people use to shame each other.

The person was asking for take-out/delivery recommendations when on a diet. They were citing having a lot of social anxiety and the whole experience of going out and doing that being very overwhelming and difficult, which I find very relatable. I left a big comment with my local recommendations for GrubHub and even left a recommendation to look into getting a crock pot or pressure cooker since the crock pot has really been a lifesaver for me. And I closed by saying I was sorry people were treating them poorly, that I didn't really think they deserve it and I was a bit disappointed to see this area wasn't really as progressive as I had originally thought. Some others even downvoted my comment in response. Like... I really don't get it. The justification that someone left as a reply to me... was that they have been "getting a lot of trolls lately". Which is... I mean, isn't that the textbook definition of witch-hunting? Like... isn't it? Just like... "this person types different than us - guilty".

The person said outright that they had social anxiety issues that were so severe that they frequently didn't feel comfortable leaving the house. They got downvoted to oblivion on their own attempt to reach out for help to their local community, on suspicions that it was a "prank". Today, the post and their account were deleted.

It made me sad. It made me angry. I wanted to message a moderator. But what fucking difference is it going to make. When a mob is the majority... that's just what the community is on there. But I'll tell you this much, I really do not feel safe posting anything honest about my mental health struggles in that subreddit. Dead honest. I feel like if I do one fucking thing that they deem as "suspicious" or "not normal", they will assume I am not just inauthentic, but actively fucking with them, deem me a threat, and try to suppress my voice. Just... take a minute and let that cause and effect sink in there. Please do not let that sound normal, don't normalize that stuff, really think about it. I, a creative with a brain that just works different than others (which is supposed to be a gift, by the way), will get shamed, accused, discredited, suppressed and deemed guilty with zero evidence. I will have my voice suppressed in a conversation that I initiated, simply because I speak or think differently. And remember, it's not 200 B.C. ... It's 2023 A.D. Boy golly, look at how far we've come!

I wonder why I was depressed and angry for a big portion of the day. That was a big part. It made me really not want to go out ever again. It made me really feel like I should be suspicious of people around me and how they will treat me if/when they find out I'm different than them. It put me really on edge.

But I managed to shake that a bit, at least enough to order some chinese food from the restaurant that's literally right next door to my apartment building. And, lucky me, it was the best of the three chinese places I've eaten at so far. And I didn't even have to tip a driver. And I went out into public, around people, and it didn't go catastrophically wrong! It was just a normal thing. Just a normal dude in his mid-30's getting chinese takeout from a woman wearing fluffy white mickey mouse ears for some reason. The normality of it helped ground me a bit.

I even played guitar a bit today. Found a chord progression to play around with. I'm not sure if I'm at the stage of setting up for recording just yet... but... I came up with some pretty cool stuff.

Then I just played some Session to round out the night, grabbed a few clips. I think I'm gonna do clip parts and post them on Instagram, why not?

Welp, I tried to get an earlier start on this today and now it's 2AM, so... that's improvement over 3:30. See ya tomorrow.

#diary #journal #online journal #stream of consciousness #stream of thoughts

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ambulatingcorpses · 2 years

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hey here's some stuff you should know if you're gonna be my therapist.

- i am not entirely being myself with you. it's not even really on purpose, i just kind of do this thing where i present a version of myself that i assume to be the most likable and acceptable to whatever company i'm in. basically when i was a little kid i came to this fundamental understanding that i am different from other people. idk how/when i realized, i just knew that was why i would get left out or picked on or whatever. bc people thought i was weird. so i just kind of learned how to blend in to be liked or at least ignored. when i was little i called it "chameleoning" like it was a superpower. anyway, the relevance of this is that you're gonna think you're getting through to me because i'll talk about my feelings and cry. do not be fooled, this is real pain, but real pain that i have internally vetted and determined to be below the threshold of embarrassment or realness that would become weird and uncomfortable for me.

- i have a terrible memory. this one is pretty self-explanatory. i think it has to do with my adhd because i have really bad time-blindness too. i don't remember most of what my childhood home looked like and i think it also kind of dovetails with the above because i don't remember a lot of highschool, and i felt really terrible most of the time in highschool.

- i have really shitty relationships with my parents. to boil it down to a sentence: i love them, but they have been less than covert about how burdensome they find me, which has caused me to resent them.

- i fucking hate being trans. and PLEASE don't even try to lecture me on internalized oppression or whatever. i don't care that you got an A in your queer theory class, i'm trans and there's a 99% chance that you're not. being trans blows. i'm never going to have been a little boy, or a teenage boy. i'll never know what i would have been like if i was. i'll always remember realizing i was bisexual as realizing i could like girls, because i already knew i could like boys, because i was a fucking girl. i'm proud to be bi and i'm proud to be a man. but i'm angry to be trans.

- i have never been able to develop lasting friendships. literally man i have no friends. even online friends i can't keep. i have barely talked to anyone other than my family in about five years. i talk to myself a lot. i full-on broodingly fantasize about what it would be like to be part of a Group Of Friends. sometimes i cry about it.

- lightning round: all of my romantic relationships have been awful, my parents are kind of verbally abusive, my little brother's autism has placed a lot of unfair expectations on me, my parents don't agree with me being trans and shut me down every time i try to talk about it, i've been hospitalized for suicidality multiple times, & i'm lowkey kind of narcissistic. these aren't necessarily less important than the above they just in a suitcase cause i ain't unpacking them.

that is the rundown, thank you for reading, that was way easier for me than having to say all that out loud. hopefully you do not mind receiving written responses occasionally because i am fairly articulate but when i'm answering a therapist out loud wimping out is kind of my move.

#may 31

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libraryofloveletters · 3 years

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Love Delivered To Your Doorstep

Evan Buckley x Reader

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of cheating, break ups and killing/serial killers. (<in a joking context)

Category: fluff for the most part.

Word Count: 3.9k

Author’s Note: Doesn’t follow canon, it has a little of buck begins in there but it doesn't follow a strict timeline. It also is written like Buck moves to LA and has his apartment from the moment he moves there while trying to figure out what he wants to do.

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Texting and calling was never your choice method of communication.

Letters had always been more of your thing.

Truthfully, they hadn't been your thing until your boyfriend moved halfway across the country for university. The two of you met in high school, freshman year and became inseparable since. Growing together and promising to always love each other no matter what -you always knew that couldn't be true but it never stopped you from telling him.

When he told you that he was going to be applying to UCLA during your senior year of high school, it came as a bit of a shock to you. The plan was always going to college together, get engaged when you were done school and then married with a house by 30.

You held out the hope of that being possible until the day he showed you his acceptance letter.

You were incredibly proud of him but it was real now, he was leaving.

You watched him pack up his entire life and uproot himself from New York and moved across the country. You sent the first letter to him at what was supposed to be his apartment.

September 30th.

‘Hi baby!

Just writing to see how you're settling in. How’s UCLA ? Have you gotten a chance to go around and get to see the place ? I know you’re there for school but you've got to live a little too. Hope your neighbours are sweet, your mom told me it’s a pretty nice place and it’s got a good view, sounds like your type of place. Hopefully I can come visit you soon.

I started my classes last week. My chem professor is a pain in my ass already, he expects us to read an entire textbook in a week - well not exactly an entire textbook but you get the point. My biology professor is a sweetheart, she showed us pictures of her kids and talked about them for an hour, I didn't realize being a mother was so interesting but she was cool. Also showed us a video of an appendectomy that one of her colleagues performed last week. How are your classes and professors ?

Did I mention I bumped into Sam at the grocery store ? Yeah, he’s back and he’s not fine to tell you the truth. He seemed like he was ready to snap but that might just be my judgment. He said to tell you hello if I spoke to you so- hello :)

I’m going to sign off here, I know this one is short but I don’t have much to update you on. Life’s been pretty dull without you. Hope you’re having fun out there, soaking up the sun for me.

Write me back soon, I love you.

Yours always, y/n’

You mailed the letter the next day, a few weeks had passed before you received a letter back. Except this letter had a different sender name but the same address.

October 22nd.

‘Hi y/n,

This isn't your boyfriend. (I'm assuming that’s who you're writing too based on the context of the letter) I’m Evan, I live in the apartment you thought belonged to your boyfriend or maybe you got the address wrong, I’m not sure. I know you were waiting for an update on all these exciting things that are happening at UCLA. I do not go to UCLA nor can I update you in anything exciting that’s happening there, sorry.

Anyways, the reason I'm writing you back is because I figured you’d want to know that this isn't the correct address and the person you were looking for isn't here before you send another letter and get no response. I was debating if I should have even written you back, but here I am, writing you back.

Your professor for chem seems like an ass to be honest (hope that’s not rude) and your biology professor sounds great, is she hot by the way ? because bonus points for that. Anyways, are you studying medicine ? I'm guessing yes because of the classes you're taking. I'm thinking of signing up to become a first responder but I haven’t decided yet on what yet or if I'm actually going to do it. Anyways, good luck on your classes and the shitty chem professor.

Hope you find your boyfriend (again, assuming)

Peace out,

Evan.’

To say you were shocked would be an understatement. How could the letter you sent to your boyfriend’s apartment belong to someone else ? Why was there someone else living in his apartment ? You dug through your apartment, searching for the paper he left you with the address, you finally found it buried in a drawer.

The address on the paper was identical to the one that Evan sent to you and to the one you sent prior to that. Either your boyfriend was lying or you were losing your mind.

November 4th.

‘Dear Evan,

I'm sorry that I sent the first letter to you and as you guessed, I was looking for my boyfriend who seems to be a bit MIA right now. His mother says that’s the right address and the place that she helped him move into. So I'm not really sure what’s happening there. Anyways, sorry for unloading all of that on you.

To answer your question, yes, I am studying medicine and no, she isn't hot. My bio professor is a 65 year old woman who loves her college aged kids very much. If that’s your definition of hot, then yes - she's got milf status

Have you decided yet if you’re going to sign up to be a first responder ? That’d be pretty cool. Imagine all the girls swoon over you and how many girls you’d pick up just for being a paramedic or a firefighter.

Wait, are you into girls ? Or guys ? You know, whoever you're into, just imagine how many of them you’d pick up.

Also, you’re not a murderer or anything right ? because I rather not answer questions when the police come asking about why I've been sending letters to a serial killer.

Anyways, signing off for now.

Yours always, y/n.

ps. if you do end up bumping into or meeting a guy that looks like my boyfriend, (tall, brown hair, brown eyes. he’s got a pierced ear and a little butterfly tattoo by his collarbone- though not sure why or how you'd see his collarbone) let me know or tell him that his girlfriend is looking for him.

Double ps, what size shirt do you wear ?’

Buck laughed at your absurd question. A person he didn’t even know was asking what size shirt he wore. The letter was set on the coffee table with the rest of the mail, getting buried under all of the stuff he had on there. It was almost the end of December when he realized that he hadn't written you back yet.

December 21st.

‘Hey y/n,

Sorry I've taken so long to get back to you. Things have been hectic over here. I’ve been doing some ‘soul-searching’ - I guess you could call it that and honestly, I don’t think if this whole first responders thing is for me.

I tried out bartending or well, the technical term is mixologist and I’m liking it so far, I think i’m going to stick with it for now.

How have you been ? How’s school ? Surely, you’re on break for the holidays right about now or at least when you get this letter. I hope that you're spending the break doing something fun.

I’m not going to make this very long, I’m sure you’ve been busy with whatever you’re doing right now.

Also, I’ve been meaning to ask. Have you located the mysteriously disappearing boyfriend yet ? I haven't seen anyone that fit your description.

well, that’s not true- I did and just to be sure I asked to see his collarbone, he looked at me like I was a mad man so I guess it wasn't him ?

Anyways, I hope you have a good holiday and you're probably gonna get this sometime between holidays, so merry belated (?) Christmas and happy New Years y/n.

Peace out,

Evan.

ps. medium or large, depending on what it is. Hopefully that answers your question weirdo.’

January 13th.

The morning of the 13th, he went down to check his mail. A box was there with his name on it, the return address was one he had only seen on an envelope. The box returned upstairs with him, setting it on the counter before opening it.

Upon opening it, there was a letter and some colourful tissue paper with what seemed like a sweater under it. He opened the letter first.

‘Dear Evan,

Happy New Years! How was your holiday going ? Did you do anything fun ?

I’ve been good and school is good too, I'm almost done my first year, isn't that crazy ? Just a few more months to go.

How’s your job as mr. mixologist going ? I'm sure you’ve met some wild people and heard some interesting stories.

As for the boyfriend situation, that's over. I’m not surprised to tell you the truth but it still kinda sucks. Anyways, so what happened was that his older brother had come home from college last year and brought a friend with him. She went to the same school as his brother but transferred to UCLA- anyways long story short, they hooked up while he and I were still together and he moved in with her after his mom helped him move into the apartment I thought he had.

But! I’m single and chilling now so it’s all good. (bonus, she cheated on him and left him so yeah)

I got you a little something for Christmas and as a “sorry for unloading all my boyfriend drama on you” present. I was in the gift shop and it made me think of you. Do you celebrate Christmas? I forgot to check oops. If you don't, count it as a just a “sorry for unloading all my boyfriend drama on you” present?

I got a large because I wasn't sure if it would fit. I hope you like it. That’s all for now.

Yours always, y/n.’

He unwrapped the tissue paper to see a blue sweater with the letters NYU on it. He smiled, he assumed that’s where you went. It was sweet that you took the time to get him something, even if it was a by the way thing. Not a lot of people would send something to a person they had been talking to via letters and halfway across the country.

February 12th.

2 days before Valentine's Day, your least favourite holiday of the year. You weren't looking forward to watching all your friends going on with their boyfriends and girlfriends. The mail had arrived while you were out, you picked it up and headed in. There were two envelopes with your name on it, a plain white one and a red one. The red envelope was more squared than rectangular, you assumed it was a card- both had the same sender name.

‘Hey y/n!

Thank you for the sweater, it was nice of you to think of me and get me something. I didn’t know we were doing gifts or I would have sent you something as well and yes, I do celebrate Christmas.

My job as ‘mr. mixologist’ was going well until I quit. It just didn’t feel like the right fit for me you know ? I'm going to see what else is out there for me.

Sorry to hear about your boyfriend, he seems like a douche. Who would cheat on you ? You seem great I mean at least you are on paper (did you get my joke, it’s hard to tell)

Also, remember how I was thinking I might actually give that first responder thing a try? Imagine me as a firefighter, that’s pretty cool right ?

So I kinda did a thing and signed up and then I got in. I started two weeks ago and it was kicking my ass at first but I've gotten a hang of it and things are going pretty well. There's three other Evans in my class so everyone calls me Buck-I kind of like it.

The other envelope, hopefully you opened this one first, is a little something for you for valentines. Hope you like it.

Peace out,

Buck’

The red envelope was on your lap, you pulled the edges carefully not wanting to rip it. Inside was a plain white card with bright red letters that made you laugh. The cover read ‘I’m not sick of you yet!” Opening the card, a $20 fell onto your lap. There was a little message inside that went along with the cash.

‘Since we aren't together and can’t spend valentines together, there’s some cash to get yourself a box of chocolates and a teddy bear. Happy Valentines Day y/n

Love, Buck.’

You smile, this was the first time that Buck had signed with ‘love, buck’ it had always been ‘peace out, buck.’ You tucked the card into the drawer, one you didn’t use very often so you knew it’d be safe there.

*4 years later*

A few weeks had passed since Buck had last heard from y/n. His last letter to her was at the end of June, telling her all about the day he had spent at Hen and Karen’s. He always described every little detail so vividly that it made her feel like she was there with him- but it was now July, end of actually and moving into August.

4 years had blown like nothing.

It felt like just yesterday he got the first letter in the mail. 4 years and they still had no idea what each other looked like but they knew every intricate and intimate detail about each other, their lives and the people in it.

Y/n and Buck had grown rather close over the last few months- more than they already were. Y/n just went through a pretty shitty break up and Buck wasn't exactly big on relationships as of right now.

He had just gotten home from work, his keys set on the counter when he realized that he forgot to check his mail. Stepping back out, there was a woman in the hallway and boxes scattered across her, leading into the apartment down the hall.

She must be his new neighbour.

He wanted to go over and introduce himself but she was busy telling the movers where to set her couch so he decided that he would check the mail and then introduce himself when he returned so he did just that.

Except, she was still busy.

She leaned against the wall, watching the movers move what looked like a coffee table. She glanced up to see Buck walking by, she smiled and he returned the smile.

Buck reaches his apartment, the mail in hand and steps in. He sorts through the pile, bills, ads, coupons and no letter from y/n.

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Your new apartment was a mess. You decided it was time for a change. You applied to a few hospitals after your break up and the one in LA hired you. So you dropped everything and moved- no family, no ties.

A fresh start.

It was a nice neighbourhood and the building was quiet. The neighbours you met were pleasant and welcoming. When you were having the furniture moved in, there was a blonde man who smiled at you and you assumed he lived in the unit down the hall because that’s where he stepped into.

It was almost 11pm when you finally sat down. You had been on your feet all day and just wanted to eat something. The box with the dishes was beside the couch, you pulled the tape off and opened it. There was an envelope sitting on top of the stack of plates.

Buck’s last letter to you.

You must have tossed it into the boxes while packing and you forgot to write him back. Tumbling through the boxes, you find a sheet of paper and a pen from your bag. Sitting on the floor, the paper resting on an unopened box, you begin writing.

‘Dear Buck,

I’m sorry I've taken so long to get back to you. I quit my job, and uprooted my entire life. The break up sucked major ass as you know, so I decided it was time for a change.

Guess where I decided to go ?

Did you guess yet?

No, not Canada, why would you guess Canada ?

LA!

Yeah, isn't that crazy that I ended up here of all places? Maybe we could get together one day (if you haven’t turned into a crazy serial killer that is.)

Anyways, that’s why I've taken so long to write. I was packing when I got your letter and I tossed it in a box and just found it again. Anyways, I hope you’ve been good, how have things been at the station ?

I promise I'll write again with more details soon, I just have to get settled in first.

Yours always, y/n.’

Folding the paper, you slipped into an envelope. The address being scribbled into the back of the envelope. You were about to seal it when the building number caught your eye.

It was the same number as the place you moved into. The same address, the building number, the same floor.

The unit number was the only difference.

There was no way you moved into the building that Buck lived in.

You knew the address felt familiar when you saw the listing but you didn’t think anything of it nor did it occur to you that you knew the address.

Stepping out of your apartment, looking at the number on the room and back down at the envelope in your hand. Buck’s apartment was down the hall.

Part of you just wanted to mail it and keep things as it was but another part of you wanted to meet him, to see what he was really like in person. So there you were walking down the hallway at a quarter past 11 in the dead of the night to meet a man you had been sending letters to for the last 4 years.

The end of the hallway, you stared at the black wooden door in front of you. Your brain weighing the options right now: he’s a sweetheart and welcoming and makes you feel comfortable or he’s a weird guy who’s been lying to you this whole time and you told him everything about you and now he’s going to kill you.

Before you could register what you were doing, you knocked on the door.

Glancing down at yourself, you were wearing a pair of old shorts and a t-shirt from high school that you found in a drawer while packing. Not an ideal outfit, maybe he’s sleeping and you can go home and change- the door opened, a man wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt stood there. He looked like he had just woken up.

“Sorry, did I wake you?”

“It's alright,” he yawned, his hand covering his mouth as he blinked away a few tears. “What can I do for you ?” he leaned against the door.

“Um, this is an odd question-” you shifted, glancing down at the envelope in your hand. “Are you Buck ?”

“I am, who are you ?”

“Y/n.”

You had never seen a man wake up that fast, he seemed surprised, confused and concerned all in one. “How- uh, are you- What ?” he mumbled.

“I found your letter in the box after I moved, I moved into the apartment down the hall” you point to your left, Buck sticks his head out of the doorway and looks at the door you were pointing to. You were the woman in the hallway that he saw earlier, he knew you looked familiar.

“I just wrote your letter and I noticed that the addresses were the same, just a different unit number so I decided to come check. Sorry if I bothered you, we can talk another day- it’s late and you probably have work” “Would you like to come in?” he opens the door a bit more, looking to you for an answer.

“Um, okay sure.” stepping in, you can’t help but glance around. The apartment was similar to yours, the layout was a bit different though. “Can I get you something to drink ? Coffee, water ? A beer ?” he rounded the kitchen counter, you took a seat on one of the chairs by the counter.

“Water’s fine, thanks”

He reached for a bottle from the fridge, sliding it over to you. You gave him a smile, he leaned against the counter and was now looking- studying you.

“I know we’ve talked to each other for 4 years but this is kinda strange” you chuckled awkwardly, Buck can't help but smile.

“Yeah, it is, isn't it? but can I ask why you moved to LA?”

“Well all of that was in the letter” you slide the envelope across the counter and he picks it up, opening it. Giving him a few moments to read, you watch his expression like you were hoping for some insight as to how he was feeling or what he was thinking. He let out a laugh, “how’d you know I'd guess Canada ?” you smiled at him, a small wave of relief washing over you for some reason. “Lucky guess I suppose”

“Do you-” “What are-” the sentences cutting each other off, the two of you awkwardly smiling at each other. “You first” looking at him, he hums.

“Do you have work tomorrow or are you busy ?” His eyes meet yours, you found yourself leaning forwards towards the counter- towards him. He made you feel comfortable, you’d go as far as to say safe, in a way you’ve never felt before.

“No, I don't start until the 21st. Why ?”

“I was thinking - if you're not busy and if you want to, of course. Maybe I could take you out for breakfast and I could show you around ? Or lunch or dinner ? Whatever works for you actually” he rambles, fiddling with his fingers to avoid eye contact.

A small laugh slips past your lips causing him to look up, his brows furrowed as he studies your face, looking for an answer.

“Breakfast sounds good, what time should I be ready for ?”

“Uh, is 10 okay ?” he asks, you nod. “I’ll be ready for 10 then.”

“Okay, I'll pick you up” he smiles.

“Buck, we live in the same building.”

“Oh right,” he chuckles, “well I'll be by yours at 10 then” the two of you smiling at each other.

“Okay.”

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Good Girl, Bad Boy (Pt. 3 of 15)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Word count: 2.1 K

Summary: You're the extreme opposite of Billy Hargrove. The good girl, with perfect grades, the child every mother wants to have. And you don't want to have nothing to do with his kind. Ignoring Billy – and his constant, lingering stare – became an habit. But after you're put together for a special school program, you'll have no choice but to get along with him. And soon enough you'll find out that Billy is so much more than just Hawkins' bad boy.

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“You did great.” You tell him again, unlocking your front door and walking inside. “Mom, I'm home!” Yelling, you to drop your bag on the couch before heading to the dining room, which has become your study room. “I'm sure we guaranteed at least a B.” Sitting down, you smile at Billy.

The first project you did together, the presentation about the events that preluded World War I, on which you had only a week to work on, was a success. And you're happy to see whatever you're doing, is working.

“All thanks to you.”

“Of course not. You had a huge part in it.” From your usual sit next to him, you lay your hand on Billy's forearm. “You did great. People are doubting you can finish High School this year, but I'm excited to prove them wrong. Are you not?”

There's this thing with Billy, when he suddenly stops, staring at you as if he's hypnotized. In some kind of stupor. You always blush, look down and away from him, wondering what that's about. You're used to Billy's staring by now since it's been going on since he got here. But now, having him this close and staring, it's completely different.

“Why do you stare at me so much?” You decide to ask in a low voice, forcing yourself to look into his eyes again. You've been searching for all the things Nancy says she can recognize in his eyes when he's looking some girl he wants to go out with. Lust, desire, almost like a predator looking at its prey. But right now, his eyes seem... Gentle. More delicate. You wish you could read his mind.

Billy moves in his chair a little, a half-smile crossing his lips and he looks away just for a second, before returning his attention to you. “I enjoy looking at pretty girls.”

A nervous giggle escapes your lips, and, to distract yourself from the idea of Billy finding you pretty, you take the Biology book and start looking for the chapter you'll need for today.

It doesn't sound like (Y/N) believes him, and that makes Billy want to say things he shouldn't. He already said too much for his taste, complimenting her like that. But it's stronger than him. It's been a little more than a week since the program started, and he has been seeing her a lot more, every day basically, but still, he can't get enough.

When he's not around her, she's all he can think about. Her voice, her smile, her sweet scent. Her kindness.

Her.

“Well, thanks for the compliment. But you've been with girls far better looking so I'm sure I'm no big deal.” She adds after a while, carelessly reading some random stuff in the book.

Her sentence makes him want to laugh. If she only knew she's like the freaking sun, outshining every other girl in this shitty town.

“I know you won't believe me given my reputation, but being honest for a change, you're me the most beautiful girl I've seen.” The words are living things, rolling out his tongue. Billy freezes a little, waiting for her reaction. (Y/N) forgets the damn book, eyes quickly finding him again.

“You don't have to tell me these things. Really, I... I have decent self-esteem. You don't have to make me believe that–”

“Sweetheart, I don't care if you believe me. It doesn't change the facts.” Leaning closer to her, Billy takes the book and pretends to read it.

He listens a soft gasp coming from her mouth, and he fights the urge to stare at her again. “Is it your way of celebrating a good day? Messing with me?”

Chuckling, Billy slams the book close, so hard it makes a loud noise. “I'll start messing with you one of these days. Just so you know the difference.” Pushing the book away, he does the same with everything she has scattered around. Notebooks, pens, colorful markets, all of it. “Let's celebrate by giving studying a break.”

“And what are we supposed to do if not study?” (Y/N) crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow, and making the cutest fake annoyed expression he ever saw.

She will be the death of him.

“You tell me, pretty girl,” Billy answers in a low voice, failing to hold back a smile that now takes over his lips. He wants to be around her for more than just school projects. He needs to chat with her, get to know her.

All that stupid staring, like a freaking kid who has a crush, is over now. Billy has to have more, even if it's just to sit here and listen to her speaking, seeing her smile, taking in her scent.

Billy knows girls like (Y/N) would never look at him the way he looks at her. Good girls don't fall for the bad boys.

And they shouldn't.

But for him, having her around is enough. It's far better than admiring from afar. And who knows? Maybe this could become some sort of friendship.

He could only hope.

“I don't know, Hargrove. What can we–”

“(Y/N).” Your mother calls, and you excuse yourself, rushing to meet her in the living room. “I'm heading off to work. Why don't you invite Mr Hargrove to stay for dinner?”

“What? No.” The answer comes too quickly, and it makes your mother raise an eyebrow. “I'll have to cook if he stays.” The excuse comes fast, and you sigh, a little relieved. You never thought about having Billy over after studying, and you surely never thought you'd have him here while being alone.

“I have some cooking skills. I could help.” The voice makes you turn around, finding the man with a smirk, leaning against the wall.

“Well, he can stay as long as he's off by nine.” Your mother says, giving you a quick hug. “And behave.” She whispers to you.

As if you'd do anything.

“Bye, mom.” Sighing, you wave and watch as she leaves before turning on your heels to stare at Billy. “So now you listen to my conversations.”

“You weren't trying to be subtle about it, so...” Flashing you a smile, Billy gestures at the kitchen. “Shall we begin? I'm starting to get hungry.”

It's not like you have a choice, so you just get things done.

Billy does have some skills after all, and you're done with dinner rather early, and decide to just eat. And, much to your surprise, he helps you do the dishes. And soon after, you sit on the couch, turning the TV on.

“So...” Billy starts, as you both watch this random movie. “What does your mom works with?”

“She's a nurse.” Folding your legs under you, you turn to face him. “But she only takes the night shift because they pay more.”

“Mmm...” With his eyes set on you, Billy doesn't seem very interested in the movie. “I saw you talking to Steve today.”

“Yeah...” Furrowing your eyebrows, you giggle. Why does he care about it? “We're friends. That means we talk and hug and hang out together.”

“Is there any possibility that you and Steve will get together again?” Billy's voice gets a little darker, and, as if he knows it too, Billy clears his throat, looking away from you.

“No.” You simply say, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. “I told you, Billy, it didn't click.”

“Good.”

”Why?” You're quick to ask, eyeing him until he finally meets your stare again. You don't get Billy sometimes. He says something weird and then acts like he didn't mean it.

“Because he's not your type.”

“And who is my type, Hargrove?”

“Not Steve.”

Nervously giggling, you bite your lip. “Well, I know your type.” Giving his arm a little push, you turn your attention to the TV.

“Let's hear it.”

Suddenly, you realize you don't want to talk about it. It makes you a little agitated, knowing there's nobody else here but you and Billy. There's still an hour left until nine, and you don't think he'll be leaving before that.

Since you don't say anything, Billy reaches for the remote control and turns the TV off. Sighing, you turn to look at him again. “Why did you do that?”

“I want to hear about my type.”

“You like easy girls. Hot, obviously, who are up for a one night stand.” Shrugging your shoulders, you look down at your hands. You're not blind, and you do find Billy handsome. He's the most handsome guy you've ever seen, but you know he's dangerous. He's a heartbreaker, and you don't want to be another one of his flings. “That's pretty much it.”

“Would you believe me if I said I was thinking about changing that?”

Pinching your eyebrows together, you smile at the situation you're in. You never thought you'd have Billy in your living room, innocently chatting with him. He's not as bad you thought he would be. So far he didn't try to make any moves, as he did last year, but is just chatting as if you were friends... Because maybe that's what you're becoming. Good friends.

”You'll probably laugh at me but... I believe we all have someone out there for us. Like, the love of our lives, you know? And I do believe that, when you meet this girl, you'll want to change for her. And stick with her.” As heat spreads through your cheeks, you look away. “It sounds silly, I know. Maybe you don't believe it, and that's alright. But what I wanted to say is yes, I believe you can change when you meet the right girl.”

“I would.” He agrees, and the tone of his voice makes you meet his eyes again. Billy is serious. As if this was a matter of life and death, a fact on which the whole world stands. “I will.”

Staring at Billy, you smile. You believe him, and whoever is meant for him, she will be lucky. Because he's not only gorgeous, but has been treating you nicely, and you can only imagine how he'd treat someone he's in love with.

You never felt such a thing, but it must be amazing. Having someone who will stand by you, and you would stand by him.

“Good.” Taking a deep breath, you touch his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “You're not that bad, Hargrove. I... I'm really enjoying spending time with you.”

A bright smile comes to his lips, and Billy looks down before staring back at you. “That's good to know, pretty girl.”

Your cheeks burn at the pet name, and you stand up to your feet suddenly, running a hand through your hair and nervously gesturing at the kitchen. “I-I'll grab a soda. Do you want one?” The words come out too fast, a little confusing and you have no idea why the name-calling had you feeling this way.

“Sure.” He answers, and you walk away.

As you search the fridge for the cans, you know you can't let this become... Something. Anything. This is Billy Hargrove, you're not his type. And he's not yours.

Sighing, you stand by the kitchen island for a while, both cans in hand. Billy is certainly not what you expected. You thought he'd struggle, bored to death when forced to study and into putting some actual effort into school projects. But he didn't. He's trying, and he's getting better. Biting your lip, you try to hold back a smile.

Despite his reputation, and despite everything people say about Billy, he's proving to be a good friend. And you meant what you said. You do enjoy spending time with him.

Billy knows he shouldn't even try. He told himself he'd get this done, and leave (Y/N) alone.

But whenever she looks at him, his heart beats so damn fast it feels it'll break through his ribcage. And he wants her, more than he ever thought he could want someone.

When she comes back, handing him the can and dropping to the couch next to him, Billy cracks it open and takes a sip. It didn't go unnoticed by him how (Y/N) blushed at the way be called her, a pet name that suits her perfectly. Chuckling to himself, Billy wonders what it would be like to hold her. Hug her, kiss her.

She has been haunting his dreams, way more often now.

“What's so funny?” (Y/N) asks, her voice, as sweet as honey, is like music to his ears.

“Just thinking.” He simply says, eyes still on her face when she looks at the TV again, that she just turned back on.

If only she knew the war happening inside Billy's heart...

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