#them all vs the mall

[olokosomolo]

Ticks love the mall

• My Ticks are all my world.

• Even though they suck it hard sontine;.

• they give me life.

• Ticks are ticks because of their habits.

• some ticks are a very clean when they suckit, the others can spill my blood all over.

• Some I'll get attach to.

• Ticks makes my thick peak.

• In time they will gets satiate then they detach. • They would leave me with a scar.

• Some will leave me with a small scar, some would LY-ME a BULLS EYE.

• My Likened to whom it may concern everywhere.

• If you survived feeding one, u will survive them all & the-mall

[aeb-art]

what's going on with geo that might cause this reaction?

characters belong to @8um8le

[void-tiger]

Therapist: if you’re diagnosed (and you prolly will be; regardless you’re clearly neurodivergant) adhd drugs could really help you feel better

My brain: haha bad little boy drug go brrrr

[mybrainproblems]

My brain went on a whole thing about the retro-present of the spn verse last night and I just did not retain like. ANY of it.

[rafeandonlyrafe]

w for wheezie

words: 1.5k

warnings: very wheezie heavy i stan her, established relationship, physical violence!, descriptions of blood, rafe vs pogues, cameron family drama

“what do you think?” you hold up two letters, each silver with diamonds encrusted in them. “w for wheezie or l for louisa?”

“umm…” wheezie looks at the charms, tapping her chin, eyes flicking back and forth between the two.”

“i would say both, but…” you shrug, leaving the decision up to her.

“i think w because everyone calls me wheezie.” she decides.

“perfect.” you smile, looking at the chain lengths next. you love spending time with wheezie, especially when its shopping days like today where you take her to the mall or whatever store she wants.

usually rafe would accompany you, always hanging back to allow you to gossip, even if it was about him and your relationship. he’d only appear when you headed to the cash register, supplying his credit card to pay for whatever clothes or accessories you got.

“we should stop by sephora next.” you say as the cashier rings up your jewelry, various bracelets and necklaces, along with a chain and ring you bought for rafe (or really he bought for himself as you hand the cashier his card, but at least you picked it out).

“i need a new foundation for the summer.” wheezie says. it makes you pout for a moment, thinking about how grown up she is. you’ve been friends with rafe since middle school and used to play barbies with wheezie and take her to the american girl doll store, and now you’re taking her to buy makeup and try on dresses for homecoming.

“maybe a tinted moisturizer.” you remark, walking with bags in your hand to sephora.

--

“i would call this a successful haul.” you giggle as you load up your car, having to put bags in the backseat as well once the trunk is full. you turn on a playlist of yours and wheezies favorite songs, having different playlists ready for whoever you’re with.

it’s practical to buy so much at one time since you made the almost two hour drive to norfolk to visit the mall, and probably won’t be back for a long time. you prefer staying in the outer banks to shop, but it’s not always possible with the limited number of stores.

“do you think you have time next week to take me to get my haircut?” wheezie asks, already looking a bit like a mini you, and you have no doubt she’ll ask for a similar haircut.

“of course, wheezie girl!” you nod before letting out a squeal when one of your favorite songs come on, you both belting out the words as you make your way back towards tanneyhill, driving through marshy swamplands, little towns and finally crossing over the bridge.

you pull up the driveway, surprised how eerily quiet it seems to be. usually rafe would be running out the door to make sure you didn’t carry anything in.

“stay in the car for a sec wheezie girl…” you have a strange feeling building, and you always trust your gut. you look back to make sure she doesn’t follow you as you walk into the house to hear muffled grunting.

“rafe?” you call out, your cautious footsteps turning into a run as you make your way further into the house until you see rafe being held up by john b, jjs arm pushing forward to punch him in the gut.

“stop it!” you shout, running in to push jj away, but the second rafe is out of john bs tight hold, he turns to attack them, bravely taking on both in a flair of fists.

“stop it, rafe!” you shout, pulling at his arm. he only pauses when he feels your gentle touch, but john b doesn’t quit, reaching out to hit rafe again, right in the nose as he instantly starts to bleed.

“sarah!” you scream, finally noticing her in the corner of the room, sat with a glazed look in her eye with her knees pulled up to her chest. “stop your freaking attacking dog boyfriend!” you step between the boys, all three of them panting heavily, rafes nose dripping blood down the front of his shirt.

“we are fucking rescuing her!” jj says, puffing his chest up.

“what?” you turn to look at sarah, waiting for an explanation.

“rafe tried to lock me in the house.” she finally says, seeming to shake out of whatever daze she’s in as she stands up. “he tried to stop me from seeing john b.”

“im just trying to do whats best for you, sarah.” rafe says, his voice sounding hoarse from the fight. “he’s a bad guy.”

“no he’s not!” sarah shouts, no doubt going to start in on tirade when you hold your hand up.

“sarah, go with john b. just…” you let out a deep sigh. “get out of here. be back by dark though.” you shoo her away. no way she’s going to actually listen to you and be back by sundown, but at least it gives you time to figure out what’s going on and tend to rafe.

you turn to watch them leave, frown appearing on your face when you see wheezie standing there, looking like a scared little girl you once knew.

“wheeze-” you call to her, but she runs up her stairs into her room, slamming her door loudly. a problem for later, you decide as you turn to rafe.

“come on, baby, lets get you cleaned up.” you say softly, trying to lessen the anger so visible on his features. you lead rafe into the kitchen, wetting a rag with warm water as you gently drag it over his face, feeling tears well up in your eye when you see his busted lip.

“how was shopping? did you have fun?” rafe asks, making you glare at him.

“don’t you dare try to change the topic, rafe cameron. what happened?” you sigh.

“john b and those pogues are fucking criminals. there’s someone who has been robbing houses, and i don’t doubt it’s those fucking-” rafe lets out an angry grunt when you press the washcloth against his cheek, a bruise already forming. “im just trying to protect my family.”

“sarah isn’t a kid anymore, you gotta let her protect herself.” you say softly. “besides, wheezie seeing you all beat up and bloodied isn’t-”

“it was only because it was two against one.” rafe counters.

“baby.” you shake your head. “you’re missing the point. you have no proof that they’re doing anything. trust sarah, alright? i’ll talk to her later.”

“what would we do without you.” rafe smiles, cringing slightly when it stretches his lip, but it doesn't stop him from pressing his mouth against yours, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“you deserve the cameron last name more than sarah does.” rafe says, holding you tight against him, feeling your hands shaking slightly. “gonna marry you one day.”

“alright, buddy.” you giggle, making rafe roll his eyes as you pull away. he loves to talk about your future together despite still being so young. you can’t say you haven’t spent time imagining it yourself. “im gonna go talk to wheeze.”

“okay.” rafe gives you another kiss before watching you walk away.

you walk softly up the stairs, tapping your knuckles against wheezies door before opening it up.

“hey, everyone is okay.” you say softly, seeing her sitting on her bed, phone in hand, no doubt scrolling to distract from anything she’s feeling.

“i’m fine.” wheezie shakes her head. she may look fine, but you can see the look in her eyes. she’s just as shaken as you are, if not more.

“it’s okay to not be, though.” you sit down on the bed next to her. “you saw your brother getting beat up, you’re allowed to not be okay with seeing that.”

“its just…” wheezie sighs. “sarah has been so different lately since she started hanging out with john b. she even lied to me the other day.”

“im sorry, wheezie girl.” you wrap her in a tight hug. “your sister loves you. she’s just a teenager, going through a rebellious phase of life. she doesn’t realize that her actions have consequences and can hurt the people she loves.”

“will you talk to her?” wheezie asks. “you always know what to say.”

“of course.” you nod, pulling away from the hug, forcing a smile on your face. “but hey, let’s go get our shopping bags.”

“okay.” wheezie manages a smile.

you walk downstairs to see rafe has already brought everything in from the car, placing it all throughout the front entrance.

you smile as wheezie instantly goes for the sephora bags as you wrap your arms around rafe, pressing your head against his chest.

“its all gonna be alright.” you tell him.

“as long as you’re with me, you’re right.” rafe presses a kiss to the top of your head, his eyes bulging when he sees the dress wheezie pulls out. 

“you are not wearing that-” he begins to argue, finger wagging just like his dad would.

“it’s not for me, its for y/n!” wheezie argues.

“oh.” rafe looks down at you, noting the blush spread across your cheeks. “well, you can wear that but only for me.”

“rafe!” you squeal while wheezie makes a grossed out face.

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[the-bofurin-digest]

Hayato Suo: Casual Headcanons

Casual Headcanons

~ Absolutely hits up thrift shops, antique malls, and estate sales. He feels like someone my grandma would be friends with ~ Older sibling energy. I could see him with a couple of rowdy, hard to manage little brothers. that's how he is so patient and calm when dealing with his classmates. They are nothing compared to the little monsters at home. ~ Snores when he sleeps, denies it when people tell him. ~ Has a fascination with supernatural things (ghosts, aliens, cryptids, Sakura when he is in a good mood) ~ Collects pretty rocks and stones from all the places he visits when they have a good memory attached to them. He seems the type to appreciate a good agate or a pretty layered gneiss ~ makes the absolute best soups in winter. ~ His room is a mess of books, papers, and other misc things. ~ He never makes his bed. ~ Would pass up soaking in a hot spring, but loves saunas ~ LEGALLY NOT ALLOWED TO DRIVE. And not just because of age. Suo would literally be the worst casual driver in the world and shrug it off. (It wasn't me, the curb just jumped in the way of the car!)

Dating Headcanons

~ Suo is the type of guy to date in the winter when the world is cold and all you are looking for is warmth. ~ A warm bowl of soup, a cup of tea, cuddled up in the window seat together in a nice warm blanket, and reading a book together or talking while watching the snow slowly fall is his heaven with you. ~ Love language when receiving love from a partner: Acts of service even if its something as small as holding the door for him. He is very big on showing love once he sees it makes a difference in the relationship, and really enjoys his partner doing it to show their love for him. ~ Love language when giving love to a partner: Words of affirmation. Suo is very kindhearted towards his partner and loves building them up, seeing them glow when he compliments them or notes improvements. ~ You knew it was getting serious when he got you your own teacup to keep at his place. ~ I like to think that he would actually not be the one to make the first move. You would be and his normally cool self would be so flustered and taken off guard. While his normal affection and happy demeanor are still there, it will take him awhile to warm up to and sort of differentiate affection for a romantic partner vs platonic. but once he gets comfortable, it's a wonderful feeling for both of you. ~ Cute Suo moment? Slow dancing to the in the kitchen together while waiting for the tea to boil while he teases you about your two left feet and you giggling at his horrible off tune humming of some song neither of you know.

[bombshellvana]

𝓋𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶’𝓈 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓅𝒾𝓃𝓀 🎀

reminiscing + victoria’s secret PINK back then vs. now ♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

victoria’s secret PINK was the go to place w ur friends when y’all went shopping at the mall. every time i went to the mall back in middle school, i always made sure to stop there. i’ve always loved VS PINK. i always asked for victoria’s secret pink merchandise for my birthday or for christmas. it’s such a girly brand, however, it’s changed.

𝓇𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔

ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ

VS PINK had clothing that i feel was very unique from other brands. the clothing was really cute and girly. the fold over yoga pants, panties, tops, etc … it consisted of sequin, glitter, animal print, and so on.

ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

the body sprays, perfumes, lipglosses … the packaging was TOP TIER ! i’m gonna forever reminisce about the beauty rush lipglosses (although, that was more victoria’s secret.) the scents of the sprays, perfumes, lotions, etc smell so good, but the packaging made it 10x better. i miss when the packaging was in cursive and had patterns on them. i still have some of my old beauty products from VS PINK. i don’t use them, but i keep them and pretty much treat them as if they’re a souvenir. lol

ᴍɪꜱᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜꜱ

do u all remember when VS PINK had school supplies such as notebooks, backpacks, etc ? what an era !!! i had a few VS PINK backpacks in middle and high school. i don’t have too much to say in this section other than the fact that the accessories and supplies were extremely cute. i also miss the cute tote/duffle bags.

ᴠꜱ ᴘɪɴᴋ ᴅᴏɢꜱ

this deserved its own section. the VS PINK dogs has to be the #1 souvenir of all souvenirs. i will NEVER get rid of mine ! i feel like they are so special. they were so cute and they had the glitter and animal print that i have spoken of already. i really hope they bring them back. this dog is their brand like seriously.

ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴠꜱꜰꜱ

i loved the fashion shows the most out of everything. my favorite fashion show will always be VSFS London 2014 <3. the last VSFS was in 2018. i was so devastated because the fashion shows were my childhood. however, i’m so glad i was able to experience them. the robes, lingerie, blowouts, makeup, bombshell curls, and overall sex appeal. all of those things shape who i am today ! i see that they’re bringing them back, and i hope it’s just as girly, flirty, and glamorous as they were back then.

𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓋𝓈. 𝓃𝑜𝓌

it’s not as girly anymore. they got rid of all the things that represented who they were. this is a brand for the girly girls, and now it doesn’t seem like that’s the aim. if u want og VS PINK, u have to thrift it. they stopped making products like the ones shown above a long time ago and it still haunts me to this day. not only is it the simple fact that they got rid of these details, but in my opinion i feel like it’s not even pink anymore and w the store being called VS PINK, it’s crazy to me how every time i go in there to shop, i see neutral colors. a lot of the apparel now looks like things u would see in old navy. i’ve seen a bunch of beige, navy blue, etc. i honestly feel like they lost their glamour when the fashion shows ended back in 2018 and they made their brand more size inclusive, which isn’t a problem at all, but i hate the fact that they got rid of the glitz and glamour when they made that choice. i don’t understand why they couldn’t keep the same look. victoria’s secret however, so cute in there. my fav. ♡︎♡︎♡︎ so flirty and fun.

victoria’s secret >>> vs pink. <333

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[yikesmary]

TWO: LIVE IN BOYFRIEND — choi seungcheol x reader

summary: when you have to get used to choi seungcheol as your roommate and fake boyfriend.

notes: thank you guys for all the love you guys gave the first (technically first even if it’s not labeled as the first?) part of what I guess is becoming a series? depending on if I get ideas or not, uploading parts to this series may or may not take long. ill also be accepting ideas for the stories if you guys have any ideas!

btw this chapter focuses more on the contrast of how you and Seungcheol started as people who agreed to fake date vs how you guys will act now. you guys are still fake dating but to people it's very real because you guys act the part.

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"We need to discuss some ground rules," You said as you and Seungcheol walked around the mall, finding stores to browse through.

"What ground rules do we need? I live with you, and I pretend to be your boyfriend," he said.

"How did we meet? Who asked who out? Where was our first date? Do we let people know we're living together? How long do we say we're together?" You listed out, counting off with your fingers.

"Don't you have a class with Wonwoo?" Seungcheol suddenly asked.

"Jeon Wonwoo? Yeah, I do. Why do you know that?" you asked.

"We say that Wonwoo introduced us and we were friends for a while. I wanted to ask you out but you beat me to it. Our first date was me teaching you basketball, and it was not pretty." He teased.

"How'd you know I'm bad at basketball?" you questioned.

"I mean, when you nearly died after choking on noodles, I guessed you aren't the most graceful," he joked.

You rolled your eyes and hit him lightly on the shoulder. Spotting a store you wanted to go to, you grabbed Seungcheol's forearm and dragged him with you.

"Anyways, we should let people know we're living together. It tells people we're serious and your ex he's a jackass for breaking up with you the way he did," he said, grabbing a shirt and showing it to you to look at.

Nodding in approval, you grabbed the shirt and continued to look through the racks. "Besides creating a story of our relationship, we make other rules,"

"Like?"

You grabbed a few more items before going in line for the cashier. Counting how much money you had, you realized you had to return a few things. You tried walking out of a line but Seungcheol stopped you and shook his head.

"Like don't fall in love with each other," you said, and he scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"We're not gonna fall in love with each other," Seungcheol said.

Once you guys were the next people in line, the cashier started scanning all of the items. Moving to pay, you stopped once you realized that Seungcheol already had his card out and was on his way to pay.

"You didn't have to do that," you told him.

"Think of it as a present. From one roommate to the other," he said.

"Anyways, what were you saying about not falling in love with each other?"

"Have you seen every movie that involves fake dating? The two main protagonists always fall in love without knowing!"

"Those are movies, this is real life,"

When you exited the store, you turned to face him. "How about we just agree to stay friends?"

"Just friends,"

"I'm home!" You called out, putting your keys in the bowl that Seungcheol put after you lost your keys and had to use his for the 3rd time.

When you entered the living room, you saw that your living room was filled with both yours and Seungcheol's friends sitting at every possible chair. "Hello Cheol and everyone who doesn't live here," you greeted.

"How was your nail appointment?" Seungcheol asked and you smiled and walked towards him to hold up your nails to show him.

He took your hands and observed them, "you chose the color I suggested," he said.

You shrugged, "I didn't have any other color ideas and it looked pretty,"

"Now, tell me, why are there twelve of our friends in our apartment when they don't live here?" you questioned.

"We didn't have any food!" Jeonghan interjected.

As if practiced, the sound of Minghao drinking a cup of tea and Jun eating something crunchy filled the room. Jihoon then opened a bag of candy, which caught the attention of others and they grabbed handfuls from the bag.

"And you finish all of ours?!" You jokingly shouted.

"You guys are supposed to go grocery shopping anyways," Seungkwan pointed out.

"Can you guys get more chips? You guys ran out of the ones I like," Vernon said with a mouthful of the chips as mentioned earlier.

"And soda!" Chan exclaimed.

"You tell me the word and I'll kick all of them out," Seungcheol offered.

Ignoring all of the shouted protests from your friends, you shook your head, "It's fine as long as Mingyu's cooking,"

Everyone in the room turned to Mingyu, who sighed and stood up to go to the kitchen. "Don't make a mess of our kitchen or else!" You called out.

"How about you change into comfortable clothes and I'll make these idiots decide on a movie," Seungcheol said.

"Nothing that's too scary or else Seokmin and Soonyoung will have nightmares," you reminded him.

"I don't think they'll get nightmares—" Joshua started saying, but a stern look from you cut him off.

"They'll get nightmares, nevermind," he backtracked.

"You make us sound like kids!" Soonyoung said.

"It's cause you are," Wonwoo commented.

"This is like a daycare," you muttered.

"Go change. I managed to get your favorite snacks away from the guys," Seungcheol told you.

You smiled at him before going to your room to change like you originally planned to.

Maybe this fake dating thing was going better than you thought it was going to.

[thisisnotthenerd]

great episode; some big story reveals tonight.

cassandra was possessed by some sort of rage spirit that caused her to mutate

that then spread around the mall, rampantly possessing wizards and making them buff

sidenote: the martial squad (fabian, gorgug, riz) did so well in this combat

fig's ancestral curse is from gilear; when she gives inspiration, profound bad luck happens either to her or her environment, accompanied by a sauce stain on her shirt. it is somehow related to the armor of pride that gilear used in the nightmare forest; maybe the curses melded? instead of dying when she gets too proud, fig tries to encourage others and is punished with bad luck.

the 'shatter-stars' are related to an unknown divinity that is somehow tied to the entity that lydia barkrock keeps trapped in her chest.

cassandra thought this entity was dead, and when she died in the time loop, she was 'summoned back to their side'. cassandra may be inaccessible for kristen if she's trapped by this entity.

we know galicaea and cassandra were sister goddesses that presided over the night (the moon, werewolves, patron of elves vs. mystery, night, doubt). perhaps the bbeg this season is an entity that presided over them?

it would tie into the night yorb; maybe the night yorb was a lesser being that gained power from cults in its name?

i could see the naming mechanic e.g. speak not of the night yorb if this was a dead god of some sort that transitioned into another state of being and then was brought back as a god.

the bad kids threw one hell of a party

the fact that aguefort is off on a jaunt means that all of the 'adventurous behavior' is being punished

also adaine doesn't have a job anymore if the synod is destroyed. girl's got to start getting all those elves from fallinel to pay for their prophecies.

[explodo-smash]

Tenko and Kacchan - Shigaraki and Bakugou as two misunderstood children

Now that we’re in the vestige/memory mindscape for MHA's ending, and Izuku and Shigaraki are sharing memories, this is an analysis I wrote about the connections between Shigaraki and Bakugou, and how I believe Katsuki’s role in this finale will be as another vital mirror for Shigaraki to look at.

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Shigaraki and Bakugou have both been denoted uniquely with some similar words/traits:

Overt Childishness/Childlike behavior

Short fuses/tempers

Arrogance

An abundance of power/strength - In general having gross/unappealing personalities etc.

This makes sense.

Because in the original ending where Dk/Bk come together to defeat Shigaraki (as laid out by Heroes Rising) - it’s fair to say the original plan was an story where Izuku and Katsuki alone embodied what society needed as the new foundation for change.

This obviously isn’t the case now, but theoretically it seems like the plan was to make Shigaraki too far gone. His ideals mixed with an enjoyment of destruction.

However, in an ending where he is not, and we’re not getting out of this situation without him being saved, the goals for a new foundation are the same with a different outlook - just the same players.

Shigaraki is seeking to be understood, first and foremost. And he is at the point where he genuinely believes no one can, even if they seek to - however it’s funny because equivalently he severely misunderstands Izuku and Kacchan in his pursuits to be seen.

It’s worth noting that timeline wise - immediately following Deku/Kacchan vs All Might, we transition into the formation of the League of Villains, where Shigaraki is contemplating his interest in Izuku.

He leaves to then go experiment with this interest with the mall, where Izuku disappoints but also inspires him to keep going.

Prior to this, he had left the Toga and Dabi hanging with an answer about whether or not he would accept them, and upon being told again the reason he is not being seen he is not understood, upon being told he has no ideals, his next plan of action was to get Bakugou.

To me, it means something that Shigaraki sought Bakugou out where the other characters had to come to him. Back when these chapters were released, there was a genuine belief amongst readers that Katsuki would fold and join the villains.

This assumption was being made by both Shigaraki, the reporters in the story, and the readers at large despite nothing about Katsuki indicating this but his personality - Shigaraki just happened to make the same mistake readers were making.

When Shigaraki looked at Izuku, he just saw another hero with lofty ideals who was not interested in putting that action to practice with things he did not understand.

However when Shigaraki looked at Bakugou, he saw someone he resonated with being suppressed, forced to change who he is, and unprotected by society at large. Remember, prior to the sports festival the only other thing Katsuki was known for was the sludge villain incident.

And even now, he looks to Bakugou as a mirror of himself, even when AFO was trying to suppress him, the things that started to wake Tenko up were things people said/did on behalf of Katsuki, seeing all the pro heroes work so hard to protect someone already gone.

If I were to give a tentative soft take on the early read, Shigaraki’s failure at being understood by Izuku and Katsuki despite seeking them out (and with the original ending put into context) it seems like the original idea was perhaps that sometimes death is another way of saving, and that Katsuki and Izuku were the main symbolic proof that society can be better when you understand one another.

Now that is clearly being challenged and slightly inverted.

Katsuki/Izuku are still serving the purpose of being the proof and evidence of what change and understanding can do, but now it’s just not as insular.

To me, it’s not a coincidence OFA was borne in the helm of a misunderstanding. Yoichi, the one outcast, suppressed, and unprotected, is still reached out to by Kudou - because he looks like someone who needed saving.

Furthermore, Kudou is the first person to sacrifice himself in the bid to save Shigaraki, betting everything on Izuku who he only grew to understand more after seeing his relationship to himself and Katsuki. Kudou and Shigaraki had similar ideas about him.

Katsuki is consistently the thread that leads to understanding Izuku.

And so while in a lot of ways I do think Shigaraki is going to be able to see Izuku’s childhood and empathize with his own treatment in society, I do think it’d be easy to write it off as Izuku just being a better person than he is, causing him to doubling down anyways.

However, Katsuki is evidence that your origins can be treacherous. You can be a horrible, simple, and destructive child, and still come out of it loved. Katsuki is the strongest evidence everyone has that Izuku isn’t bluffing, both Izuku's persistent and Katsuki's growth.

The biggest difference between Katsuki and Shigaraki is that Katsuki was blessed to have kept love in his life despite everything, and his ideals are predicated on this.

Tenko got to experience this only for a blip in time before being left behind and groomed. Izuku in all his craziness is presenting the opportunity for Tenko to remember it’s possible for him to have love in his life as well without taking the world down with him.

He just can’t do that without seeing the clearest example of that dedication in action with one of the first characters he'd managed to resonate with.

[year2000electronics]

how does your reverse falls weirdmageddon go down?

GREAT QUESTION. full explanation under the cut! (this info can also be found in my reverse falls doc) tldr ford and will start weirdmageddon, the gleeful family goes through the ultimate challenge of realizing theyre a selfish and broken family, and they all work together with the rest of the zodiac to destroy will through erasing fords memories!

the dimensional rift exists, but instead of ford finding it, stan does. ford knows there should be a rift around somewhere now that his portal's been totaled, but he can't find where it is. this is frustrating.

ford wants to start weirdmageddon with will to become the most powerful man in the world. that's his goal after he came back.

mason wants to grow up too fast, mabel is afraid of growing up. (we know this from canon already) this is also coming off the coattails of last mabelcorn, where mabel gets called 'ugly' by the unicorn (it hits her twice as hard because mason and mabel's entire thing is being cute kids performing!)

in mason & mabel vs the future, ford takes dipper to crash site omega to try and build an anomaly detector. he treats it as mason's first sort of "real expedition" but in reality he's still trying to find where stan hid the rift.

ford offers mason an apprenticeship, but instead of the problem being "dipper would stay in gravity falls", it's "ford says that he would have to stop his 'telepathy twins' act with mabel because it's holding back his potential and is actually quite childish". (of course he insists mabel would do great as a solo act)

mabel hears through walkie-talkies (they use it to fake 'twin telepathy' sometimes), gets upset that mason is abandoning her, and runs off, but instead of blendin, it's will that finds her! will insists that since she's technically his boss, if she wants a little more summer, he has no choice but to do as she wishes. he explains he'll need the rift that stan keeps in his study. mabel sneaks back inside and is able to get to stan's keys thanks to stan being hypervigilant of mason and less so of mabel (due to his brother and all)

once she gets the rift to will, will SMASHES it, revealing that ACTUALLY, he works on FORD'S orders, and she's forgotten where she lies in the pecking order. weirdmageddon begins, she gets trapped in a bubble, and ford and will's deal gets broken because of will's newfound physical form (and now that time is dead, it's technically "the end of time!" so there you go). they agree to rule the world as partners

somewhat replacing the canon intro all the way to the part where ford gets turned to gold is ford and will running into mason, who ford invites to join him because "he sees great potential in him". mason looks up at his uncle being all buddy-buddy with a demon and literally ending the world and he realizes "this isn't the man i want to be." but hes too terrified to say no, but he doesnt WANT to say yes, so hes just kinda frozen there.

wendy bails him out, pulling him into a car she jacked and driving off. they take shelter in the mall which is where they find paz, gideon, reggie and robbie. they form a ragtag group of Apocalypse Heroes and mason explains he needs to free mabel from her bubble. they drive all the way out to the bubble but get ambushed by STAN

stan kinda takes gideons place in the role of weirdmageddon where he has a mad max troupe of road warriors, but once he sees mason in the group, he calls them off, revealing he only "joined" ford to save his own hide and is absolutely ready to ditch that idiot.

the gleeful family enters mabel's bubble as the rest of the gang stand guard outside

weirdmageddon 2 is very similar to canon, but mabel gleeful elects herself queen of mabeland and has a lot more of a "tyrant ruler" vibe. she throws mason and stan in the dungeon and stuff its great. mason and stan convince her that theyve all messed up and they need to Be Better... starting with mason not taking the apprenticeship. mason and mabel reunite and theyre ready to take on will and ford now

weirdmageddon 3 has the gang finding bud and hope (gideon's parents) trying to ditch town by driving away in an RV, but paz and gideon want to help their NEW FRIENDS THE GLEEFULS rescue all the other townspeople, and maybe try to talk some sense into ford? (stan is doubtful.) so they start gathering resources to head to the fearamid

meanwhile, the reverse falls equivalent to the penthouse scene is happening, which is basically just will and ford chilling out as ford slowly tries to hammer away at the barrier equation (he studied magic, not this! give him some time!) until will drops the ball that like. ford has charmed him into still loving him. that much is true. but he's like "i think we're a little beyond you being in charge of me, right? and im more than happy to keep you around... but i never said anything about stanley or those kids."

hes like, to fords face, "i am going to kill mason and mabel." and obviously fords like UHHH NO DONT DO THAT because theyre family? and he doesnt want them DEAD even if theyre below him! but of course, will is just reflecting ford's terrible attitude back at him that only the Special and the Worthy should be able to claim that success. and since ford was always only looking out for himself, this is the ultimate culimation of that: he'll be the one surviving gleeful.

ford protests against this but will starts sobbing that ford is getting cold feet and turns him into gold and thats where we're at by the time the gang gets to the fearamid with the GIANT BUD'S AUTO ROBOT.

they rescue ford cos hes part of the zodiac and he definitely seems a little shaken up as he agrees to hold hands and save the world. but stan is pissed OFF because ford has done nothing but threaten and belittle stan for the entire time hes been back so as theyre holding hands he lets a remark slip about it and then ford just cant help himself and goes "its not my fault im the better twin". cue fighting cue everyone getting turned into tapestries etc.

stan and ford, instead of pulling the switcheroo, agree that ford should goad will into entering his mind by saying he's solved the equation (since yknow reverse ford doesnt need a metal plate). ford does that and then they erase his memories like they do with stan in the original show. kinda the ultimate penance going on there, ford doing something that isnt selfish for once and actively harms himself.

world saved, ford gets his memories back, blah blah blah, the gleeful twins celebrate their 13th birthday and mason, mabel and ford all smash their magic amulets so that theyll never use them again

stan and ford become the new "telepathy twins" as now neither of them have any magic to their name and can bond by tricking tourists Together. meanwhile mason and mabel retire and do part time work at greasys

paz leaves town for the summer but promises she'll come back next year

will whines at the axolotl to give him a second chance and he gets chucked in the theraprism

[eleonoraalbright]

Baking Partners

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: You and Peter bake a cake for Jean's birthday!

You reached out to pull an empty pudding cup laying on the carpet. You tossed it into the trash and made a final check to confirm that it was the last object under your bed. There was a lone pink Snoball tucked away in the corner. Ah ha, that was where you had hidden the tasty treat! 

You placed it in the ‘keep pile’ along with a dozen pencils, a ruler, bobby pins, and a startling number of firecrackers leftover from Independence Day. The small cake would make an excellent post dinner dessert. The quicker you ate it; the less chance Peter would find and eat it himself.

“Hey, babe, can you wrap this for me?” You jumped at the voice and saw the man himself sitting on your bed holding up a stack of VHS tapes. He saw the Snoball and before you could even express your displeasure, he ate it in one bite. “Hmm, I haven’t had one of those in a while. I should get more sometime.”

“Peter!” You swatted his knee with a rolled-up magazine. 

“What did I do?” He moved out of range to avoid being hit again.

You said through gritted teeth, “I was going to eat that later.” You should’ve known better than to save it. Hostess snacks were never hidden from your boyfriend for long.

He offered to steal another one from a nearby convenience store, but you turned him down. You’d retaliate next time he was out and take a whole box of cupcakes from his room. “What do you want? I’m in the middle of cleaning.” 

“I need help wrapping these gifts.” He patted the tapes. “I tried nine times but they come out really sloppy and I keep ripping the paper.”

You shrugged. “Sure. Go get the wrapping paper, tape, and scissors. Oh, and ribbon too.” Peter retrieved them in a trice. He watched in fascination as you meticulously wrapped the presents and curled the ribbon. “Who are these for?”

“Jean, for her birthday tomorrow,” he replied. “She told me once that she hasn’t seen any of the Godzilla movies, so I got her Godzilla: King of Monsters, Godzilla Raids Again, King Kong vs. Godzilla, and Godzilla vs. Mothra! Mothra was kinda hard to find. I had to go to three different–.” 

It took a bit for his words to register. You interrupted in a panicked shriek, “Jean’s birthday’s tomorrow!” You leapt off the floor and dashed to Scott’s room, hoping his girlfriend was not with him. Perhaps Peter was wrong.

His perception of time was skewed and often he mixed up dates. The prior year, he had thought Thanksgiving fell on a Tuesday. You knocked on Scott’s door. He opened it, a toothbrush was hanging from his mouth.

“Is Jean’s birthday tomorrow?”

“Uh, yesh,” he responded through a mouthful of toothpaste. 

“Dammit! I thought it was next week!” Scott went to his bathroom to finish brushing, and you slumped against the wall. What could you get your friend at such short notice?

You could run down to the mall to buy an outfit for her, or give some cold, hard cash. That was unimaginative though. You could resort to free coupons for chores and favors. That seemed cheap and lazy. “What am I gonna get her?”

Scott came back, saying, “Didn’t I tell you? She wants you to bake her a cake.”

You whipped your head around. “No! You failed to mention that!”

“Sorry, that’s what Jean told me. She’s always going on about that strawberry cake you made for Hank’s birthday. She wants you to make another one like that.”

“Okay. I can do that.” The wave of anxiety passed, replaced with nervousness that came whenever you baked for a special occasion. “I’ll bake it today and frost it tomorrow morning.”

“Will you need a taste tester to make sure it’s up to scratch?” Peter asked, appearing by Scott.

“No, remember how many strudels you ate when you said you were only having a nibble.” You went to your bedroom to put on your shoes. “But you can accompany me to the store if you want.”

“First of all, it was only sixteen strudels. I was retraining myself. Second, just give me a list and I’ll get everything for you. The sooner you make that cake the better.” He licked his lips in anticipation.

You grabbed your wallet and stuffed it into your pocket. “Last time I sent you on an errand on your own, you came back with ninety-six chocolate muffins and twelve liters of Dr Pepper, not to mention that random beta fish.” 

“He looked so lonely in that little cup! What did you expect me to do? Besides, why have carrots and bread when there’s bakery fresh chocolate muffins!”

“You’re proving my point. Now do I have to drive to the store or are you gonna take me over there?” In response to the question, he sped you to the local Walmart. “Eh, thanks.” You wandered among the produce section, pushing a shopping cart Peter provided.

“Let’s see, we need strawberries of course.” You picked up a container of them. “Do these look fresh?” You looked to your right to see he was no longer there. Great, how were you going to return home? 

That would be a problem for later, now your attention was needed at the task at hand. You needed strawberries, sour cream, and granulated sugar for the actual cake.

For the frosting, you needed unsalted butter, cream cheese, and vanilla extract. The rest of the ingredients were at the mansion. You maneuvered through the aisles, searching for the sugar, then spotted the cookies and chips in the buggy. “Peter!” 

He zoomed next to you. “They’re part of a healthy diet!”

“Put them back!” You shouted, “And no stealing! You know what Xavier said!” An elderly woman glared at you. Offering her a strained smile, you moved on to the dairy section. The sour cream, unsalted butter, and cream cheese were taken from the shelves and set inside the cart. Peter reappeared, carrying three boxes of Lego sets. He gave you puppy dog eyes. 

“C’mon, look how cool they are. This one’s called the Space Supply Station, this one's called Beta-1 Command Base, and this is a King Castle set!” As he named each one, he built them in milliseconds. He grinned, proud of completing them so fast. He ran off and came back in a blink of an eye. 

“They’re on your dresser, aren’t they?”

“Yep!”

You sighed, admitting defeat when it came to Peter giving up his kleptomania. He took your hand and made an effort to stay by your side for the remainder of the trip. All that was left was the vanilla extract. You got the small bottle and walked to the check out. A line was at every cashier. Peter coaxed, “We could skip this, ya know.” 

You shook your head and booped his nose. He tapped his foot repeatedly, creating an impression on the tile. He put the items on the conveyor belt while you handed your credit card to the employee. Unbeknownst to you, Peter left for the transaction. 

“Ready?” You asked, collecting the bags.

You heard the cashier gasp, “Oh my gosh!” She pointed behind you. You glanced over your shoulder and were flabbergasted at a ten-foot-tall statue of the Eiffel Tower composed of toilet paper.

You exclaimed, “Peter!” 

He zipped behind you, holding your neck and waist. “Okay, we should probably go now.” In a blur of colors, you arrived at the mansion.

You stared at him, dumbfounded at his lunacy. “I can’t take you anywhere, can I?”

He kissed the top of your head. “Technically, I took you there, and you behaved well enough for the both of us.” He used his powers to get the other ingredients for the cake and put on matching aprons embroidered with Kiss the Cook all in mere moments. “What’s the first step, boss?”     

“Well, we have to puree the strawberries.” You rinsed and hulled the strawberries before pureeing them in a blender. The fruit had to simmer on the stove for twenty minutes and would have to cool for longer, which caused Peter to complain.

“Don’t worry, while that’s heating, we can still make the cake. I need you to get two round cake pans, line them with parchment paper, and grease them.” You turned your back to preheat the oven. 

“Like this?” Peter held out the two pans with the greased parchment paper. 

“Yeah, good job.” He smiled at your compliment. You always forgot how handy it was to have Peter in the kitchen, that was if he paid attention to what he was doing and not get distracted. The flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt were all whisked together. An electric mixer was not needed as Peter wanted to stir and could do it quite fast. 

You did remind him not to do it at full power lest the contents of the bowl went flying. Next, he mixed the butter and sugar until they were smooth. The egg whites, sour cream, vanilla extract, and sugar were added. You said, “Go slower.” He gave a ‘have you lost your mind look’, and you explained, “I’ll pour the milk but you have to go slower because we don’t want to over mix it.”

“Gotcha, we don’t want to mix the stuff we’re mixing together,” he quipped.

Ignoring him, you let out a long sigh. “Get the puree.” You took over the whisking from here to ensure it was the proper consistency, and scraped the batter into the pans with a spatula. The timer was set for twenty-five minutes.

You and Peter tidied up the kitchen in the meantime and ate some pizza afterwards. The timer beeped, signaling the cake was done. You pulled the pans out of the oven and inserted a toothpick in them which came out clean. 

“Hmm, that smells good.” He came closer, the hunger plain in his eyes.

“Don't get any funny ideas.” You shook your index finger at him.

“Aw, c’mon. It’s not for my sake.” You raised an eyebrow in skepticism. “It’s for Jean, we don’t want to give her a bad tasting cake.”

“Don’t insult my cake, Peter! If any part of you thought it was bad then you wouldn’t volunteer. I’ll let you have the excess I cut off when I frost it tomorrow.” 

“Tomorrow?”

“Yeah, for now let’s play Ms Pac-Man. We deserve to.” You dragged him to his bedroom to enjoy what was left of the evening in sweet solitude. 

It was four o’clock in the morning. Scared of being caught, you made your way to the kitchen without the use of a flashlight. You paid the price of stubbed toes, bumping into unexpected corners until you reached it.

You fumbled to find the light switch and at last flicked it in the on position. You gasped at what you found. Peter was sitting on the counter with a grim expression holding a bag of confectioners’ sugar. 

“What are you doing up this early?” You crossed your arms in front of your chest, sensing the tension in the air. 

“I never went to sleep.” He tossed the bag which you caught. “I knew you were lying to me! I’ll make it tomorrow,” he repeated in a bad imitation of your voice. “You wanted to make it without me! Ugh, you sit on a throne of lies!”

Well now he was being dramatic. As you explained your defense, you brought out the freeze-dried strawberries, cream cheese, milk, and vanilla. “I wasn’t lying, for yesterday, today would be tomorrow. I never specified exactly when I’d make it though.” 

Peter wasn’t listening. “You have a royal court that lies too! And a jester that lies while he’s dancing, and for food you drink peacock soup that whispers lies in your ear for you to say! All in a great, big lying kingdom!”

You can’t help the grin spreading across your face. “Peacock soup?”

“You know what I mean!”

“No, actually I don’t.” You walked over to Peter who was sulking at the table after his outburst. You rubbed his shoulders and said in a soothing voice, “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, but I do have a reason not to tell you. Remember that red velvet cake Jubilee and I made? And what she did when you ate all the frosting?” Your grip on his shoulders tightened. 

Peter winced at the memory. Dodging Jubilee’s constant firework attacks was an exercise he was not eager to go through again. “I just... Ijustreallylikebakingwithyouandit’soneofmyfavoritethingstodowithyouandIwantedtohelpwiththefrosting.”

You sat next to him. “Excuse me?” 

Peter took a deep breath. “I like baking with you, it’s fun.” Your heart melted at the adoring look he gave you. 

You extended your hand and helped him up. “Fine, we’ll make it together but–” You jabbed him in the chest to emphasize your point. “–if you eat so much as a teaspoon of it, you’re banned from baking. Capeesh?”

“Capeesh! So, whadda we do?” He shouted. You shushed him to lower his voice to avoid waking the sleeping inhabitants of the school. It would be futile, however, because noise was inevitable as the food processor was necessary for the task.

The freeze-dried strawberries were blended into powdery crumbs. The cream cheese and butter were beaten, confectioners’ sugar, strawberry crumbs, milk and vanilla were added. The result was a beautiful pink-colored frosting. 

You retrieved a knife and sliced the tops of the cakes to even them out. A dollop of frosting was spread on the bottom cake and you placed the second cake on the first one.

You covered them in strawberry frosting and decorated and piped rosettes along the edge for decorations. Finished, you stood back to admire your handiwork. It was the best cake you had made yet. 

“Looks delicious.” Peter wrapped an arm around you and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. 

“It does, doesn’t it?” You agreed, leaning against him. The sun was rising in the East, and you swayed a little on your feet from the tiredness overcoming your body. You reached a spoon into the bowl, swiping what was left of the frosting and held it out to Peter. “Here, you earned it.”

His eyes lit up as he licked it off. “Mmm, I can’t wait till Jean cuts it.”

“You can and will. It's her birthday, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, but for my birthday I want ten of these.”

You blanched at the prospect of having to bake that number of cakes, nevertheless you replied, “I’ll see what I can do.”

Much to Peter’s annoyance, the cake cutting happened in the late evening. Streamers and balloons hung from the ceiling of the parlor room and presents adorned the table with the birthday cake as the crowning jewel in the center of the table. Jean at the head with her friends surrounding her. 

Eyeing her numerous wrapped boxes and stuffed bags, she asked, “Should I open them up first or cut th–”

“The cake! Do the cake first!” Peter appeared by her side with a knife in hand. “C’mon ya know ya want to.”

Scott interjected to tell Peter to shut up and let Jean make the decision. To prevent an argument from arising between the two men, she did both at the same time.

She unwrapped Kurt's gift while telekinetically cutting the cake with perfect precision. Without wasting another second, Peter brought two plates of cakes to the sofa. He gave one to you and ate his own piece as if he hadn’t eaten in a month. 

Soon he was on his third slice. “It’s so good!” The others chimed their agreement. 

From across the room, Ororo asked, “You made this from scratch?” 

Peter answered before you could open your mouth. “I basically did everything. She did a little towards the end but it was mostly all me.”

You jabbed him in the stomach with your elbow. “It was a collaborative effort.”

You smiled at the deserved praise, but frowned when Peter was on his fifth slice. If he kept up this rate, he would finish the cake before the party ended. Scott noticed this as well. “Hey, Maximoff, slow down. The rest of us would like to have more too.” 

You agreed, “He’s right, Peter.”

“I can’t help myself,” he whined. 

This problem had to be resolved. You helped a confused Peter up who questioned where you two were going. “You love my baking right.” He nodded his head in assent. “But Twinkies are still better?” This was a sensitive topic to bring up. 

No matter how fantastic your creation was, it still took second place to Peter’s love of Twinkies. You had made it your life’s mission to accomplish the impossible and make him admit your desserts were superior. “Well, buster, I have a new quadruple chocolate cake that’ll make you see differently.” 

Peter’s eyes widened in excitement. “Quadruple!” 

“That’s right, wanna try it?” Suffice to say, his interest peaked. The night was spent in the kitchen again with Peter as your baking partner.

[ladykailitha]

Never Hold Back Your Step... Part 13

This really is getting down to the end here. I'm already at the Mind Flayer in the spot where I'm at in the story so...yeah. Then it would just one chapter after that. Maybe. I don't know. But it's sad to see this one go, too.

Of course as with "Can Anybody See Me?" once this is done, I will begin work on the final story which will take us all the way to the end of the fourth season. Which I hope to get done before season 5. Ideally.

It will have a line from a song in a musical just like the last two (1776 and The Scarlet Pimpernel respectively) so you have any songs you think will fit the theme of the third book (which will be Steve and Eddie clashing over nerds vs sports until that fateful day in March) let me know in the comments or tags or even a DM or ask. It took me months to come up with the title for this one, so any help would be great.

Here we have the dipshit detectives trying to figure out the message and the "secret tunnel".

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

~

Once they explained everything to Robin, she told them about what the message said. And no given the context of the message coming from the mall it suddenly made too sense.

“The clock tower, the shoe shop and the Chinese place,” she crowed. “It’s got to be.”

“You sure you translated it correctly?” Steve asked. “Because what the fuck does blue meeting yellow have anything to do with the clock tower?”

Robin rolled her eyes and huffed out a deep sigh. “The hour and minute hands are blue and yellow and meeting in the west would be 9:45!”

Eddie tilted his head to the side. “AM or PM?”

Robin stared at him for a moment in shock. “Oh. I don’t know. Could be either I guess.”

Eddie looked at his watch and cursed. “As thrilling as all this has been, I have to get to band practice.” He gave Steve’s shoulder a squeeze. “Be careful, Stevie. Okay?”

Steve nodded and squeezed Eddie’s shoulder back. God, he just want to kiss him goodbye, because it might be his last opportunity to do so. But Dustin and Robin were watching and probably half of the mall too. “As careful as I can be.”

“How can you be so super chill about this?” Robin asked after he left. “Like Russians are running around our mall and Eddie acts like this is a normal Tuesday for you?”

Dustin and Steve shared a glance.

But Steve just scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Like I’ve had the worst year. My girlfriend broke up with me, I got my head bashed in by Hargrove, I got harassed by the basketball team, I nearly got water dumped on my head because I won the part fair and square, then the same asshole tried to scramble my brains further, I didn’t get into the right colleges and was forced to work here instead of the rec center pool like have for the last three years, and a fuck ton of other things. Now Russians have set up shop in my home town? This is just the cherry on top of a very shit filled cake.”

Robin and Dustin winced. Dustin knew that Steve’s year was actually way worse than the truncated version he gave Robin, but they couldn’t tell her about the tunnels, El, monsters, and secret labs. Hence, fuck ton of things.

“Okay,” Robin conceded, “it does sound like your average Tuesday.” She looked up at the clock. “You’re supposed to be off, anyway. So shoo and take the genius child with you.”

Dustin beamed up Steve smugly, but Steve just knocked his hat off on his way to clock out.

“Hey!” Dustin shouted after him. He turned to Robin. “Can you believe this guy?”

Robin just shrugged. “You’re the one who’s friends with him, not me.”

Steve walked out moments later, twirling the hat on his finger. He walked past Dustin to the mall food court. He stopped and turned around.

“Are you coming or are you going to keep harassing workers?” he huffed, putting a hand on his hip.

Robin burst out laughing as Dustin hurried to catch up, scooping his hat off the floor in haste.

Steve shook his head as they walked through the mall. “Hey if we grab my binoculars, I bet we could stake out the mall and look for Russians.”

Steve looked at his watch and sighed. Eddie wouldn’t get done with band practice until much later tonight and he didn’t want to go back to his large empty house, because of course his parents fucked off to the Caribbean for the summer. His father had forced him to give up a job he loved for the most humiliating retail job imaginable and then fucked off to some place pleasant, leaving him to rot.

“Yeah, okay.”

Dustin let out a whoop and jumped up and down. “You won’t regret this!”

Steve buried his head in his hands. “I already do.”

~

Steve and Dustin were hiding behind a large potted plant with Dustin’s binoculars watching people go by.

“What are we supposed to looking for, anyway?” Steve asked, scanning the crowds.

“Russians.”

Steve tore himself away from the binoculars to glare at him. “Thank you for that unhelpful assessment. I know I’m supposed to be looking for Russians, but what do Russians look like?”

“I don’t know,” Dustin huffed. “Tall, blond, scary looking dudes, I guess.”

Steve rolled his eyes and kept looking. He spotted Anna Jacobi flirting with Mark Lewinsky and huffed out a a noise of disgust.

“You have got to be kidding me,” he said with a sigh. “Anna can do way better than swamp ass Lewinsky.”

Dustin smacked his shoulder. “Can you please take this seriously? You’re supposed to be looking for Russians, not your next date. Besides you already have the perfect girl right there!”

Steve rolled his eyes and went back to looking through the binoculars. “Don’t say Robin.”

“Robin.” Was the immediate response.

“No, man,” Steve said as Dustin grabbed the binoculars from him, “she’s not my type. She’s not even in the ballpark of my type.” Considering that she had boobies and not a dick, pretty much sealed the box on any chances of that romantic relationship going anywhere.

Dustin looked over at him and sneered. “And what’s your type again? Not awesome?”

Fuck you. But Steve sneered and stuck his tongue out. “Thank you.”

Dustin grinned back at him with a little hum.

“Look,” Steve said, “for your information, she’s still in school. And she’s weird. But not like Eddie weird. Weird, weird. And she’s hyper. Like worse than Eddie. At least if you put a book in his hand, he’ll settle down. She’ll tap her fingers and twirl her gum. She was also one of those kids in drama who didn’t think I deserved the role of Thomson. That’s a bad look. And she’s in band? But not a rock band like Eddie, a fucking trumpet.” He twisted his lips in disgust. “No.”

Dustin turned to face him. “Now that you’re out of school, that means you’re an adult. And don’t you think you should move past primitive social constructs like popularity?”

Steve looked at him as if he was joking. “Popularity? Are you fucking with me right now? Did you forget I wasn’t popular for the last four months of high school? Primitive constructs, I tell you. Where the hell did you learn that shit? Camp Know Nothing?”

“Camp Know Where, actually,” Dustin huffed, “And no, it’s shit I learned from life. Instead of dating someone you think will make you cool again, why not date someone you enjoy being around for a change? Like me and Suzie.” He smiled broadly. He turned back to watching the through the binoculars.

Steve was soo close to just telling the little shit that he was dating someone he enjoyed being around, someone who did make him look cooler, someone who loved him for him and not in spite of him. But instead he took a deep breath and said, “Oh Suzie. Yeah, you mean hotter than Phoebe Cates. That Suzie. And let’s think about how exactly you scored a girlfriend?”

He scratched his head, appearing to think about it, then he snapped his fingers. “Oh yeah, with my advice. Because that’s how this works, Henderson. I give the advice and you follow through. Not the other way around, all right?”

Dustin sighed. “I just think you could really benefit from being with someone like her, you know?”

Steve rubbed the top of the kid’s head. “I’m doing better than you think I am. Better then everyone thinks I am.”

Dustin stared at him skeptically, but left it alone. Steve knew that there was no way he was going to leave it alone. He just knew that it was going to come back and bite him in the ass in the worst way and at the worst time. He could feel it.

~

“There is a secret room under the mall,” Steve said slowly, not quite wanting to believe this. “And we can get there through the air vents in the break room?”

Robin nodded emphatically. “Yeah, isn’t that cool?”

He had no idea how to tell her how uncool that actually was, because Jesus fuck, the deeper they got into this, the more over his head he felt.

“Let’s go see your secret tunnel,” he said with a sigh, rubbing his face, just suddenly exhausted by the whole thing.

He followed them to the back and looked up at the vent in utter despair. Sighing, he got a ladder and set it up, then hunted around for a screwdriver. Once he found one, he tucked it between his teeth and started climbing. He reached the vent and unscrewed the screws holding the vent in place.

“Oi!” he called out to Dustin. “Hold these!” He held out the screws for him to take. “Don’t lose them, otherwise people are going to ask why there is a great big gaping hole in the wall.”

Dustin rolled his eyes, but did as he was told. Steve put the screwdriver back between his teeth and took off the vent cover.

“It’s a tight space,” he murmured. “Hey, Robin you think you could fit? You’re pretty thin.”

Robin put her hands on her hips and glared up at him. “While I appreciate you thinking I’m skinny enough to fit, I question your sanity if you think I’m going down the creepy tunnel.”

“Vent!” Dustin huffed. “You’ve both called it a tunnel. It’s not a tunnel, it’s a vent. And none of us are small enough to fit.”

DING! DING! “Hey!” someone called out from the front of the store. “Is anyone here?”

Steve who had been climbing down the ladder, stopped and shared a look with Dustin. A slow smile took over their faces.

“Erica!” they said together with glee.

They ran out to the front with Robin fast on their heels. They skidded to a stop and their smiles grew to actual grins when they saw that she was alone and not with her many friends.

“Erica...hey,” Steve said smoothly, leaning against the counter. “What can I get you?”

She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. “Why are you suddenly being so nice?”

Just then Dustin and Robin burst out of the back room and stumbled into front and Erica was even more suspicious than she was before.

So Steve bundled her over to one of the booths and tried plying her with all the ice cream a little girl could conceivably eat, while Dustin filled both Robin and Erica about the messages and all their clues and how they put it all together. It was a hard but impressive sell.

“So will you do it for America?” Dustin asked.

“Well, you can’t spell America without Erica,” she said smugly. “A life time supply of Scoops Ice Cream and you’ve got a deal.”

Robin and Steve shared a glance. Then Steve reached across the table to shake Erica’s hand.

“Deal.”

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Part 14 Part 15 Part 16

And if you remember something else there from WIP Wednesday... yeah. It wasn't fitting with the rest of the story and had to be cut. Sadness.

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[deadboyswalking]

What a lot of fans are wondering, myself included, is "Where did MHA go wrong?"

I can think of several points that kick-started the downfall. This is not an exhaustive list, but just a few of the bigger flaws. It's a really long post, especially on the last point.

1. The reveal that AFO was directly responsible for all of Tomura's woes from before he was even born. This completely absolved society and his abusive family of responsibility, thus cheapening the manga's themes centered around those aspects of the manga's world.

2. Excessive focus on Endeavor at the expense of Shouto's feelings, actions, and inner world. It seems that from the Endeavor Agency Arc onward, Shouto's character is constantly underwritten and shoved aside so his father can get more screentime. Shouto's climactic, emotional final fight with Touya is completely undercut by the actual final fight of Touya vs. Endeavor, with the rest of the Todoroki family (Shouto included) basically sidelined to cheer Endeavor on. Even in the last Todoroki family chapter, the primary focus is still on Endeavor's feelings and not Shouto or Touya.

3. The complete character assassination of Izuku Midoriya. He was never the most interesting MC to begin with, but at least he had something going for him in the early arcs. He was weird, brilliant in battle tactics/analysis, brave and determined, endlessly compassionate, and completely insane. He had a real fire in him as a person and, unlike what many fans say, started the series with an awareness of the deep flaws in his society. People always say that the "save the villains" angle was shoved into the story during the first war, but it's clear from the beginning that the way Deku looked at his society already primed him to believe in that idea. During his mall encounter with Shigaraki, he actually showed that he'd carefully considered Stain's message and understood where he was coming from, even if he didn't agree with his actions. This is the story's first indication that if a villain has a genuine gripe with society and can explain it, Deku is willing to listen to what they have to say. Similarly, at the Sports Festival, he doesn't treat Endeavor with any of respect/awe he usually treats heroes with because Endeavor doesn't show the heroic values that Deku believes in.

So what happened to Deku? Honestly, I think he as a character disappeared beneath the weight of The Vestiges of OFA, Becoming The New Symbol of Peace, and Acting As The Author's Mouthpiece.

Joint Training Arc was the first indication that Izuku himself no longer mattered because of the OFA mythos and Vestiges inside him. Now, I don't mind Blackwhip because it diversified his fighting style and gave him a long-range attack. I also appreciated how hard he had to work to use it effectively and consistently. However, all of the other Vestige Quirks seemed to come to him way too easily and he could use them in perfect combinations without trying and against highly skilled adult opponents. The Vestiges started to talk to him constantly and give him advice, so his battle analysis/tactics were no longer necessary and he didn't need to come up with his own ideas anymore. More importantly, his own strong inner sense of justice and awareness of society's need to change was utterly replaced by some mystical Vestige-world bullshit about saving little Tenko. Adult Tomura was right there, clearly explaining his point of view and deep pain, and Deku didn't even listen to him (or really care when Tomura's body started being controlled by AFO). What happened to the independently compassionate boy from the earlier manga?

Being The New Symbol of Peace is another place where Deku had his character steamrolled. As flawed as the arc as a whole was, I actually had hope for him during the Dark Hero Arc. He was asking questions and genuinely trying to understand why villains became villains. He saw how civilians treated people with mutant quirks, listened to Lady Nagant about the HPSC, and witnessed tons of other abuses by society that made him angry. His eyes were opened and his compassion for Tenko Shimura deepened, priming him for the Final Battle where he would save the man and make a stand to change their society forever. Unfortunately, due to Horikoshi's inability to let go of the All Might and AFO dynamic, Deku's character was squeezed into The New Symbol of Peace mold and he forgot all about what he learned during the Dark Hero Arc in order to take out ShigAFO and let society stay exactly the same.

Finally, Deku was lost when he started Acting As The Author's Mouthpiece. The first sign of this was during Endeavor Agency Arc, when he told Shouto that he would forgive Endeavor "because you're a good person" and fawning all over Endeavor in general. I'm sorry, what? As much as Deku likes heroes, he was already shown to strongly dislike Endeavor because he didn't act like a true hero should and abused his family (people smaller and weaker than himself). Now one of your best fucking friends and his siblings are giving you more details of their horrific upbringing, including about their dead brother, and your response is that a good person would forgive Endeavor because he's trying to be better??? There is no canon justification for why Deku would do that type of 180°, but there's certainly an author that continually pushed more and more screentime for Endeavor and his feelings as the series went on. I wouldn't give a shit if this opinion change had any lead-up to it (as characters can change their minds all they want), but there's nothing in Deku's previously-shown character/personality that would lead to that conclusion. As the story went on, Deku mostly lost his introspective nature and stopped struggling with internal conflicts over right and wrong and what it means to be a hero. Instead, he just started mindlessly spouting whatever half-assed "message" the author wanted to show during any given scene with no regard to his previous opinions, background, or personality, often contradicting himself as the story's messages couldn't stay consistent either.

[theresattrpgforthat]

@alizarinessence thank you for your patience as I took my time to respond to you! PbtA games can be pretty daunting, and I certainly didn't understand how the play flow was supposed to work at first. I personally learned through trial and error, as well as watching other GMs who had figured it out - I am blessed to have a friend who is very experienced in running PbtA games so I was able to play in some of his games and ask him questions.

That being said, there have been a few things that I've also found helpful that I can refer to you, so I'm going to put them up here.

The Flow Chart

This flow chart was originally posted in a Dungeon World reddit post, and later referred to me when I started asking for PbtA advice. You'll likely see a similar flow chart in Apocalypse Keys, where Rae Nedjadi illustrates how a typical session of play is likely to look like.

In any given PbtA game, you as a GM are going to be presenting pieces of information to the players, just as you would in any other ttrpg. PbtA codifies this information as "moves," and each game will present you with information that is considered useful for the kind of story that it is design to tell.

In Masks, the players are teenage superheroes, so the game encourages the GM to introduce facts such as "civilians are in danger" or "your dad thinks you're being irresponsible."

In The Ward, the players are medical doctors in an Emergency Ward, so the game advises the GM to introduce truths such as "a patient's condition is worsening" or "someone's dad is fighting with a nurse in another room."

This reinforces the common maxim that the game is a conversation, a cycle of presenting new information, letting players decide what they want to do with that information, and making a roll if the fiction calls for it. This is a rather simplified cycle of course - the "see what happens" sections may include moments when players may jump in with their own characters' reactions, generating more events that the GM doesn't need to add to in order to make them interesting. Many PbtA games thrive off of player conflict, which can occupy the table for a couple of hours without the GM needing to add anything (Last Fleet is a good example of this kind of play.)

Listening to Others

Listening to other people play PbtA games can give you a sense of how the game is meant to feel, especially when the GM's and players take their time to talk through their moves and how they work.

I found Monster Hour to be exceptionally helpful; they started out as a Monster of the Week podcast, and even though I've never run MotW specifically, listening to Quinn talk the players through how to ask questions or use different moves made the game very easy for me to understand.

Joining a Community

Joining a community that loves a specific PbtA game, or PbtA games in general can be very helpful when seeking out advice. The PbtA Discord channel has a number of players and designers, who have a lot of game experience and are more than happy to dish out advice.

Start With Games That Have Guide-Rails

Not all PbtA games are created equal, and while the original spirit of the game was to make sure you didn't plot out a story-line, there's still some games that have a certain amount of prep that will give you the tools you need to gain confidence as a GM. Here's some of my favourites:

Visigoths vs. Mall Goths can be played as a one-shot, and doesn't require players to make a lot of decisions when putting their characters together. It has a number of scenarios that you can throw at your players, a mapped-out mall with details on all of the NPCs (and whether or not you can flirt with them), and some pretty hard limitations on what you can and cannot do. You can't leave the mall, for example - go through an exit on one side of the mall and you'll just pop back in on the other. You can visit the stores throughout the day, but each team of players can only go to so many places before the mall is closed for the day, therefore bringing the mission to a close.

Apocalypse Keys has a game structure that looks daunting but can be broken down into steps, and also comes with pre-written scenarios as well as instructions on how to create your own. The concept is pretty straightforward - you're solving a mystery, and you need to do it before one of the Doors of the Apocalypse is opened. This puts the game on a timer, which helps GMs keep their players on task, and also provides the Game Master with a list of clues to drop into the story as the players look for them. I've heard very good things about how Brindlewood Bay, which inspired some of the mechanics in Apocalypse Keys, makes itself easy to run for new GMs, so if you can get your hands on that book, you might find it helpful!

Last Fleet is laser-focused on a very specific premise - you are humans, in space, running away from a terrible and insidious threat. What is more, this threat has the ability to infiltrate your fleet. The laser-focus brings everyone at the table to the same page pretty quickly, and the setting includes a mounting pressure track that will make sure things keep happening, so as the person running the game, you won't have to do much after you set up the initial scenario. The game also comes with some really good advice on where you want to start with your players, to make sure they're on edge, but not fully panicking yet. Then you just need to tip the scales enough to cause them to ask questions, make questionable choices, and start a series of actions that snowball into catastrophe.

Wrapping Up

This is all the advice I have for stepping into PbtA, but more than anything, I recommend just diving in and giving it a go! As with any GM-ing endeavour, you will likely walk away from your first session with a list of things that you'll want to do differently the next time around, but that's just a sign that you're learning.

[corrupted-nightshade]

List of things that point towards Gojo Satoru & Geto Suguru being kissers of boys with connections to eachother

(If they did kiss though is another story)

Note: the list will be divided into different sections with space in between. So don't go speed scrolling through if you don't want spoilers. :"3

Some of these are less serious, but are still included because all the more content for these two sillies.

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572. This number is used frequently as a ship number for the two as "GoGe" the ship name can also be produced as "GoNatsu". Go means 5 and the rest sound similar to 72. These numbers ironically show up accross the series a few times and also in official merch. (Some examples being a clock in season 2 episode 1 stopped at 5 hours 7 minutes 20 seconds or a Gojo teddy bear priced at ¥57,200)

JJK official fanbook

"Q: Please tell us his first impression when he first met Geto. A: Bangs."

"Q: He seems to be aware that he is handsome, but doesn't he want a lover? A: I can't imagine Gojo being faithful to a particular woman."

"Q: Is there anything you are particular about Geto's character design? A: Bangs"

One of Gojo's songs & one of Geto's songs given to them. "Shame on you" by "Avicii" (a break up song) for Gojo and "Come back Home" by "Two door cinema club" for Geto. Stated in volume 3 chapter 24.

The sheer amount of times Geto shows up in MMVs for Gojo and how they display the impact Geto had on Gojo (For example, the latest MMV for volume 26's release)

Their birthday's solar terms tying in with parts. (Geto being "Risshun" beginning of spring & Gojo being "Taisetsu" heavy snow.)

Rings for them that were released on August 8th, which is "Pairing day" in Japan

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Jujutsu Kaisen 0

Geto's kesa is specifically a Gojo kesa

Gojo stating in 0 that

"I've always believed... ...Love manifests the most distorted curses." / "This is my personal theory, but there's no curse more twisted than love."

Even after 10 years, Gojo recognized Geto's smell. (The mall scene after Yuta & Toge fought the curse)

Geto renaming someone to "Sato" because

"That's what I've decided, so Sato is better."

This sunset scene

Gojo's veil is black & Geto's veil is white. Gojo's veil causes darkness, Geto's does not. [Peep who reminded me]

The song "This is pure love" not only plays over Yuta & Rika vs Geto, but also plays over Geto & Gojo's conversation

The way that Geto looks at Gojo & says his name, and how Gojo looks at Geto & says his name

Geto's blushing face at Gojo that we were robbed of in the anime

Some of the lines from the JJK 0 light novel lines

"Yet Gojo's bandage-covered eyes kept watching, kept following the shape of Geto's soul."

"But to Gojo Satoru, he was —— '————, ————' '...ha.' When he heard the words Gojo blurted out, Geto couldn't help but laugh. Such embarrassing [...] words. Even why they were students, those words had never been said before. 'You should've at least cursed me a little before the end.' December 24, 2017. The curse called Geto had been well and truly exorcised."

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Season 1

JJK Juju stroll

"Q: What kind of person is your type?" Gojo: "[...]The one who seemed nice. With the notable bangs."

yes, i know who he stated but the way he answered was so half arsed as he struggled to come up with an answer as an example of his type. 💀

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Season 2

Again, the way they look at each other and say each other's names (There's another picture with Gojo looking at Geto, but I'm missing it right now)

THE HECKIN GOJO & GETO VALENTINES CAKE??

They literally even have a themed honeymoon place???

Geto makes sure Gojo has his favorite soda. :3

Part 1 / volume 8 - 9

The intro for season 2 part 1

"Even after I got to know the smell of you, different from mine"

"In such a color as if it were a silent love"

"I've got a curse word for you stuck in the back of my throat"

The outro for season 2 part 1:

"Even trivial conversations are fine Show me your blushing face once more"

"It only exists here I want to touch you"

The fish in the outro

The flowers in the intro & outro. [Peep who reminded me]

The purple ones (Located on table in the part where older Gojo is sitting in a chair by a window) are possibly Primula/Primrose flowers. They can represent young love, beauty, desire, desperate, and can be a symbol of spring and renewal/new beginnings. etc.

The yellow ones (Located in the part where Gojo & Geto are sitting together with their hands & cans of soda surrounded by the flowers) are possibly osmanthus flowers. They can represent love, passion, happiness, beauty, etc.

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Geto not answering Tsukumo Yuki's question of what kind of woman is his type more than once

When Geto is asked by Haibara if he would like a sweet or savory souvenir, Geto says

"Satoru will probably have some too, so maybe something sweet."

Part 2 / volume 11

This whole image (Geto in the glasses on the left, and Kenjaku's silhouette on Gojo's face on the right)

Season 2 part 2's "Specialz" intro hidden meaning

Despite the following about Geto's state, Geto's body still instinctively reacted to stop Kenjaku from hurting Gojo.

"Q: Fake Geto's arm was moving during the Shibuya Incident, but how much of Geto's consciousness remains in the body? A: Not much. He was moving like how a dragonfly whose neck was torn off can move."

Fun fact: Some owls pair/bond for life (Whether the owl is supposed to be Geto's because Kenjaku is using Geto at the time or it's not Geto's animal because that is Kenjaku is up to you)

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Volume 26

The Camilla flowers with snow. Not only do they represent Gojo well with their meaning, including one meaning being unchanging/strong love alongside modest love / beauty for pink, but flowers are given to different dates. The birth flower of February is this flower, said to bloom on the 3rd of this month. Aka Geto's birthday.

Chapter 236

Gojo actively chose to fight on December 24th (a day considered romantic for Japan) which is now the day both Geto and him have died on. Even Kenjaku acknowledges the days significance with

"Ha ha! How romantic. Isn't it gross to make plans with each other on Christmas eve?"

These lines

Both Gojo & Geto's volumes' numbers can have bad meanings in Japan. 4 can mean death & 9 can mean to suffer/agony. (I put this under volume 26's section because of the spoiler)

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There's likely more, but this is what we could think of right now. XD If you have anything you want to add on, feel free to send it my way because the more help the better & easier this is. (^w^ ) Same for any corrections to the list (as it's just me writing up this post and I may make slip ups)