#yes this is very dumb but dumb is my middle name lmao

[rillils]

how do explain stucky from the moment they met to where they are now (together in each others arms) to my friend who knows nothing about marvel

ohh this is a tough one, honey! i think i've got two options for you:

the short answer:

stucky is a compendium of all the best tropes out there, and i'm sure i'm gonna miss a few:

soulmates? check! star-crossed lovers? check! battle husbands? super check! mutual pining? check! 'and they were roommates'? check! best friends to lovers? check check check! long-lost lover comes back from the dead? fuck yeah, check! temporary amnesia? check! dude in distress trope? check! 'they will always find each other and choose each other in every lifetime'? also check! identity porn? extra check! saved by the power of love? you guessed it: check! slow burn or childhood sweethearts? you decide!!! did they share their first kiss when steve was 16, as per a popular fanon theory? did they only confess their feelings during the war? did they only get together much later, when bucky was healing in wakanda? you can pick literally ANY point in their timeline, and it will still make sense! they're all equally valid! you can even have multiple different headcanons at once, i mean who's gonna stop you??? all you have to do is join in the fun! 💕

the long AF answer, aka:

STEVE & BUCKY'S LOVE STORY, UNABRIDGED SOMEWHAT ABRIDGED, part 1/3

all right, let's set the scene:

imagine two young kids, let's call them steve and bucky. they meet, they immediately take to each other, they become instant besties! and as they grow up together, facing many hardships, their bond deepens. not only are they best friends; they are also each other's family. they take care of each other, and they both know they can always rely on one another in times of need.

when steve's mom (and only remaining relative) passes away, bucky reminds him that he's not as alone in this world as he thinks he is: bucky will always be by his side. bucky will always love him unconditionally, will always be there for him, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, and he wants steve to know that.

in fact, he asks steve to move in with him, thus offering steve both a literal and a metaphorical home.

and steve says yes!

SO. they are each other's home, they're living together, they're getting by all right. but then war breaks out, and eventually it reaches their little home as well: bucky is drafted, and steve, due to his many health issues, and despite his best intentions, can't follow the boy he loves onto the battlefield.

it's a very difficult time for them both - so much so that they can't even bring themselves to talk about it.

they have no choice but to say goodbye for now, knowing that they might never see each other again. but here's something you might not know yet about steve: he's the most reckless, most stubborn fucker america's ever seen. he's not gonna let this stop him!!! instead, he goes and gets a very sweet, kindly scientist to fucking experiment on him, because screw it, he's going to fight in this war if it's the last thing he does. and that's how he goes from Smol Steeb to Lorge Premium Steeb.

of course, things don't go exactly as he predicted, and steve is made to be the star of a war propaganda-fuelled musical kinda thingie, which he resents (but he looks fucking precious in his costume)

BUT! he does get closer to the actual battlefield. which is where he discovers that bucky has been captured by the enemy (!!!!!!!) and is most likely dead by now. but steve isn't willing to give up so easily! he'll believe bucky's dead when he sees it with his own eyes. so, he embarks on this suicide solo mission in the attempt to get bucky back, even if it means wandering on his own. into enemy territory. where he would be shot. on. sight. with no protection for his dumb ass except for a bunch of theater props!!! but such is the power of love, y'all.

against all odds, steve finds bucky very much still alive! and as soon as bucky recognizes him, even as confused as he is, he pulls out this beautiful, ecstatic, angelic-ass smile, like he's just seen god or he got high on some real good edibles or maybe both idk, like my man here was having a serious Religious Experience™ you guys

and i just wanna say, they could have totally kissed here and it would have made plenty of sense. but that's true of like 90% of their scenes in this franchise, so *shrugs*

ANYWAY steve takes bucky in his arms (well technically yes he does) and brings him to safety, and on their way there, bucky proves once more just how hard he meant that "with you til the end of the line" from before

afterwards, steve is finally given the chance to fight, just like he wanted.

bucky, on the other hand, could very well leave the war behind and go home; but when he learns that steve is staying, he chooses to stay too, and fight by his side. and he tells steve so in this very intimate, softspoken, delightfully suggestive conversation, which can be summed up like this:

and so they walk right back into the heart of the fight, only this time together, as they were always meant to be!

but. during an especially tricky mission, they're surprised by the enemy, and as a result, bucky falls to his death into a deep ravine.

steve is devastated. overwhelmed with guilt, grief and rage, he vows to bring down the people responsible for his loss, even if it costs him his own life.

and um, it kind of does? cost him his own life?

victorious after his last vis-a-vis with The Antagonist™, steve still chooses to sacrifice himself to prevent the catastrophe set into motion by the aforementioned Antagonist™. he's flying a jet over the frosty expanse of the atlantic, and you know, from the outside, you could easily argue that he could try to save himself. if he really wanted to. but with bucky dead, and the people responsible for all this pain, either dead or captured, it seems like all the will to fight is gone from steve; and so he plunges the jet straight into the ocean, and himself with it.

is this the end of their story?, you might ask.

the answer is: of course not!!!! the best is yet to come, babes!!!

EDIT: here is part 2

[sansloii]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

NAME : Marshy/Marsh, Morsh/Morshy, Mushy, Murshy, and everything other misspelling of Marshy

PRONOUNS : She/Her or ( more recently ) They/Them! Either one works because i do not care in the slightest

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : discord! I'm usually lurking on discord a lot so like... discord is my go-to for ooc communication. ( it's princemorsh c: ). it might say "do not disturb" but it's not really "do not disturb". i'm just... very low energy and have the social battery of a goldfish

MOST ACTIVE MUSE : Mikah. No question, no debate--it's Mikah. They were the first muse I had on this blog and I will forever put Mikah first because i love them so much. more oft than not, if I don't know just who to throw at someone spontaneously, I'll throw Mikah because they're the easiest for me to just.... put somewhere. Dakota, Evan, and Wynn come up behind them a lot, though, and right now Dakota has me in a chokehold

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS : i fucked around on deviantart with friends when i was in middle school but like... i don't count that. so lets just skip forward to the middle of high school and say that i've been rping since i was like 15-16 ish? i'm 27 now so like. about a decade.

BEST EXPERIENCE : tumblr for sure. maybe not when i was like... in high school, but after i entered college, i really began to enjoy it. i've had mikah + them since.... 2016/2017ish i think? and I'm fully convinced that this blog has been my best experience overall. i also got to meet @soulsxng and @feraecor through it ;w; and i'm fully convinced that if not for those two, my experience here would've been so fundamentally different and i have such a hard time visualizing that now lmao. they've introduced me to wonderful people who, again, I think i would have a fundamentally different experience without them being there and i'm really grateful for that 🍏💚 that isn't to say that i haven't met ( and would fucking fight for ) people outside of that but like.... i think i would not have had as much of a motivation to continue writing if i didn't have these two to throw shit at early on again and again and again.

RP PET PEEVE : *does a dumb lil shimmy* i feel like a broken record with this particular peeve BUT like...okay--i enjoy shipping a lot. i love relationships and i love being silly with them and talking about them and reblogging shippy aesthetics and quotes. if you know me, you know that i love me a good fucking ship and i will think about it until the end of time. however, everything takes time. yes, they could end up together but it's not like there isn't a whole alphabet of things between when they meet and when they end up together. I don't want to rush or side step those conversations or interactions ( or ooc discussions about them ) for fluff, even if I too enjoy fluff, smooches, genuine romanticism, n.sfw content a lot.

and if my muse just... happens to not like yours the way we thought they would, that's okay. it doesn't mean that... anyone should pivot ( and i do mean pivot ) to a muse that is more agreeable or "nicer" in terms of... getting a ship. yeah we can stop throwing those two muses together but that doesn't immediately open me up to...making the other two kiss or fuck or say they're dating. esp when you ( not muse, mun ) are very obvious about the other muse being nicer and therefore "you want that one instead". or start getting weirdly pushy to "make it work" with the first muse because they'd be good together. or disregard the boundaries i've set with my muses and have clearly stated in my rules and ooc.

i make jokes and i laugh now about those experiences -- esp because it's happened more than twice. and i don't think anyone's, like... fucking evil for it or i that hate them over it. i just think it was some bullshit because it's the simplest "respect this basic boundary i've set and if you do, i will die for our little blorbos and ship anything with you." it's not a call for anyone to prove anything to me and it's not like... i'm expecting anyone to just turn off any thoughts of shipping my muses and theirs ( because i sure as shit don't ). no, no--i'm just saying it'll take a bit to be actionable and feel right for me to write my muses with said feelings in this way. i'm slow enough as is, just give me time.

PLOTS OR MEMES : both! i like memes for when my emotional battery is like. in the toilet but i want to write something. i fucking adore plotted things, though, and i think that some memes can lead into some plotted adventures! we don't gotta plot everything out, either. we can just throw our goblins against the wall and see where they stick--it's fine with me. sometimes, we can map out their entire lives and still not be able to cover everything that they're going to do.

i think it really depends. i definitely don't think the two are mutually exclusive and like... you can use one to contribute to the other.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : i like to write a lot so i'll err on the side of long threads. it takes a bit to find my groove and.... figure out what I want to say but often times, i find myself deleting things from my replies because they are a little too long and i don't want to make anyone feel like i'm dumping multiple paragraphs on them.

if it's a plotted thread or ask, though, you're getting a fucking novel and i'm not compromising on that :)

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES : for the most part, no. there are bits and pieces of my persona or things i would say/wear/do here and there.... but as a whole, i'm pretty different from my muses. i... don't think people would like me much if i was like any of my muses fr, though, so i'm good with just being me, myself, and I

i stole this from @distopea some time ago so steal it from me

[astriwilt]

Omg more characters! It’s time for the rest of the Tilley and Kri families. So these families are enemies cause of opposite political parties. And each of them have their own personal enemy from the opposing family. (Jared and Andrew are personal enemies, but I already posted about them so they’re not in this post). I’m still workshopping the Coffey and Ingles families so I’ll post them when I’m comfortable with their designs and personalities. (Anyone in the Coffey and Ingles family who isn’t Christine and Kat are newer characters). So yeah have some Tilley-Kri family rivalry.

These characters are for my story “Evie’s Personal Novel” and I already explained that story in another post. So if you want to know more about my story, it’s lore, and the main characters; go to this post: https://www.tumblr.com/astriwilt/735434271123226624/alright-i-decided-to-post-stuff-about-my-goofy

Here’s their personal enemy list:

Morris Tilley- Arnold Kri

Lisa Tilley- Mary Kri

Anna Tilley- Sydney Kri

And Mason Tilley has no personal enemy

Anyway, who wants to see more bad gacha designs????!!! Woooooo!

This is the Tilley family AKA the villains of the story. (Andrew is the main villain but like I said I talked about him in the post linked above).

Guy with the hat: Morris Tilley (He/Him): Andrew Tilley’s uncle by marriage. This is the man who started the Tilley family along with his wife Lisa and he will not shut up about it. Married into the Tilley name, and then he and Lisa built their reputation amongst the dark reds (later leading to Mason and then Andrew’s crowning as king of the red kingdom). His entire life revolves around his family’s reputation, and he will do anything to uphold it. (This obviously includes very immoral things). (Also that candy cane is supposed to be an actual cane but gacha doesn’t have actual canes lmao).

Girl with the veil: Lisa Tilley (She/Her): Andrew Tilley’s aunt (his father’s sister). She is the mysterious woman of the Tilley family. She stays in the background and does the underhanded dirty work to keep them in power. Is basically like an underground crime boss. Has become very hardened and suppresses her emotions because of this.

Guy with brown hair: Mason Tilley (He/Him): Andrew Tilley’s father (Lisa Tilley’s brother). Former king of the red kingdom before abdicating the throne. Definitely the most insecure of the Tilley family. Even during his time as king his other family members outshined him. He gave up the throne to his son after believing he could do a better job. Never publicly announced this reason, and there are a lot of rumors as to why he abdicated.

Girl with blonde hair: Anna Tilley (She/Her): Andrew Tilley’s mother. This is where Andrew got his manipulation skills from. Anna likes to pretend she’s ditzy and dumb in order to lower people’s guards, but is actually the smartest member of the Tilley family. Has the most in common with Andrew, and is the biggest influence to his terrible behavior (even though the rest of his family still had a hand). And yes, Andrew is a total mama’s boy. Anna had the largest role in his life.

Now for the Kri family (woahhh Evie’s overprotective family. None of them will ever be as overprotective as Jared himself though).

Girl with black hair: Sydney Kri (She/Her): Jared’s wife and Evie’s mother. Very extroverted; a social butterfly. She’s probably the blue kingdom favorite out of the Kri family. Has a very bad temper though. Anger issues for days. These anger issues might lead her to do things she regrets later in the story 👀.

Guy with blonde hair: Arnold Kri (He/Him): Evie’s uncle by marriage. Tries to be a big politician like most of his family, but has a lot of social anxiety. Truly believes in his cause but doesn’t think he has the merits to be in the prestigious Kri family cause of his inability to publicly speak. Prefers cooking to politics though. Is passionate about cooking and uses it to de-stress.

Girl with brown hair: Mary Kri (She/Her): Evie’s aunt (Jared’s sister): A very classy and regal woman. But does she want to be regal? That’s the internal struggle 😎. She loves her family and firmly believes in the cause they stand for, but wonders if her privilege of being in a royal family is hurting blue systems. Sure, she like the rest of her family fights for blue system rights…but there are no blue systems in power…and she’s apart of that status quo by being in a red system royal family. The Kri family’s only blue system member can’t do anything politically, is hidden from the other kingdoms, and kept on a tight leash. “But it’s for her protection” she keeps telling herself. Is she a hypocrite?

[sharpth1ng]

2/2

Stu sad watching horror movies and pining is great, definitely canon lmao. - yesss I have certain ones in mind I can see him doing this specifically to (Re-animator, My Bloody Valentine, The Prowler and Psycho were the ones that came to mind and I have specific reasons too lmao) I would love to know which ones you would imagine him watching in his sad boy mode too! Stu absolutely would buy multiple copies of that CD and he would give it to Billy as a gag gift on birthdays or holidays I reckon. the image of Billy smashing them with a hammer in an overly dramatic fashion and Stu thirsting but simultaneously bothering him even more like "There's plenty more where that came from" while pieces of plastic are flying everyfuckingwhere will not leave me alone.

SOMEHOW I FORGOT HIS DADS NAME IS HANK BAHAHAHAH GOD Billy would die. Such exquisite torture tbh. Artisanal. Bespoke. - IFKR it's perfect. Stu would never stop reminding him of it either like instead of referring to him as "your dad" or whatever he always says HANK.

Yo that’s so sweet Gah I’m legit so touched 🥰 my and my dumb lil fucked up fics thank you 🙏 you absolutely deserve it!😊 and thank youuu for blessing us with such awesome works.

Lmao and yeah Middle aged Billy absolutely destroying homophobes is my fav tbh. - saaame I love this so much for him! “You should be afraid of the gays because we’re fucking coming to get you.” YES God this is amazing and honestly so hot ngl Stu saying to the same victim "The bury the gays trope is over, now the gays are gonna bury everyone else!" (then Billy and Stu make out in front of said homophobic victim just to piss them off before they kill them together).

Thos are all great picks! And Stu would love reanimator. I think Halloween 1 is a big one, like its so obvious and they've seen it so many times but I think it was formative for them and I also think Stu had a great big crush on Micheal and parallels Billy to him a lot in a very romanticized way. Like he sees him as this quiet, unstoppable force who also has these fun silly moments occasionally and idk, I think he knows every line in the movie but still feels so tender watching it cause its just Billy for him.

Black Christmas is another- aside from the fact that I love the movie I think its one Billy liked a lot as well, like this slow building pace, the shooting style, and then the fact that it revolves around phone calls and everything. Like when Sid runs up into Stu's attic during the chase scene its set up like a reference to the movie up there and I can't imagine thats not because Billy and Stu were playing Black Christmas at some point.

Deep Red is another, It just strikes me as a Billy favourite and I think he gets really animated talking about his favourites, so Stu would have som really fond memories of that.

LMAO giving the CDs is a great touch, like theres shards of CD flying and Stu's like " aww babe you didn't have to make confetti, thats so sweet"

THE BURY YOUR GAYS TROPE LINE, YESSssss!

"this time the gays are going to bury you" would be such a good tagline for a movie someone give me a bunch of money so I can shoot a super gay slasher, thats the representation I need-

But yeah I do love a violently out Billy, (awww baby boy look how far you've come)

[mjjune]

15 25 Questions + 15 Mutuals

Thank you so much @bebewrites and @awritingcaitlin !!! This is a lot of questions, RIP

Since this is so long it's under the cut <3

1. Do you prefer owls, capybaras, or flamingos? 

OWLS!!

2. What is your favorite soup?

miso or like, japanese-style clear soup, also wonton soup... can i say all asian soups???

3. What is your favorite…rock (idfk)?

uhh idk if it's a rock technically but i love opals

4. Choose a familiar: 1) very dumb, very loving disobedient dog. He loves you but will never listen to you ever 2) a raven that speaks but it only ever shrieks the name of various fast food restaurants 3) a toad that screams like a teenage boy instead of croaks

the raven for sure lol they bring you shiny things, idc what it says.

5. Which planet do you feel like would be kind of an asshole if you met them? 

jupiter maybe? since it's the biggest and might be entitled?

6. if you were a worm would you love me? this worm question courtesy of ✨ @/legiomiam✨

yes 🥺

7. Least favorite type of clothing?

Dresses/skirts and pantyhose/tights

8. You are now in a horror movie—so sorry. Chance of survival?

10% chance. I can't run for shit. Unless hiding actually worked, I wouldn't survive. I am very small though and good at hiding.

9. Would you rather: the ability to instantly grow a perfect mustache, or ability to talk to vegetables?

Talk to vegetables~

10. What do you think of whales?

they're the best!! i was obsessed with whales most of my childhood

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1. Are you named after anyone?

my middle name is from my paternal grandmother <3

2. When was the last time you cried?

lmao, when i announced my 30 days notice at my job a few weeks ago.

3. Do you have kids?

0 and never shall

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Literally 50% of what I say is sarcasm

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Probably mannerisms and like?? aura?? idk the right word.

6. What’s your eye color?

Brown

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings definitely. Don't really watch horror movies tbh

8. Any special talents?

Uhh my elbows are double jointed?? I do some calligraphy ?

9. Where were you born?

In a hospital in the worst town to ever exist lol

10. What are your hobbies?

Video games, yoga, calligraphy, learning languages

11. Have you any pets?

My parents have a feral cat who adopted us but other than that no

12. What sports do you play/have played?

LOL NONE 0 like I said I can't run for shit (and have asthma). I did band? And musical theater (backstage)? lol

13. How tall are you?

5'1'' i'm a teacup adult

14. Favorite subject in school?

Honestly I liked all of them. Spanish was my highest grade, but English/Language arts was probably my favorite.

15. Dream job?

Lmao best-selling novelist so I can quit my regular job (I do actually like my day job tho)

Mutuals (only if you want to!!) @arionawrites @brimorganbooks @carminasolis @ceph-the-ghost-writer @daisywords @elijahrichardwrites @faelanvance @flowerprose @ghafasinej @hadeschariots @isabellebissonrouthier @moondust-bard @rsdan @sleepyowlwrites @writingmoth

[dumplingsjinson]

sooooo, i know i said i wasn't going to post anything personal, at least in regards to my dating life, on here but lo and behold! i'm a liar, but the person who found out about this account might never go onto my blog again (if you're here for some reason then hi? idk why you'd come back here but okay. i hope you're okay. and if you're not, i hope you will be okay. and also, this is NOT about the long distant guy that maybe one or two of you are familiar with). so, here goes: we broke off whatever it was that was going on. i don't like them back that way, and i don't see myself liking them back that way in the foreseeable future.

so we broke it off on good terms.

we're not going to talk anymore, and it definitely will take time getting used to since we did text back and forth everyday for the past two months, up until today. it will take time to get used to not seeing their name on my phone constantly, or waking up to their messages, but it'll eventually go back to how it used to be, when we never spoke before.

i admittedly do feel a little empty as of right now, which is a me issue entirely. maybe i'm dealing with the sadness of losing a connection i've made with someone? maybe i don't deserve to feel this sadness. i don't know. there was definitely a bit of a connection there, though ephemeral, even if it wasn't a romantic one. i think (i know) i'll be okay, and i really, really hope they'll be okay, too (because rejection doesn't feel good. it's never an easy pill to swallow, knowing you're not the one for that someone. it doesn't feel good to reject someone, either).

i think it'll be good for the both of us in the long run.

i'm still processing this whole thing, but i think it'll be okay soon. :) and i hope they find someone who will like them back, just as much, and if not, more, because they're someone who truly deserves that.

goodbyes aren't easy, and they hurt even when it comes to short-term bonds that were formed. that's all i can say.

(also that whole unmatch thing rant in which i've deleted by now is because i got my feelings hurt for like a day, and then i got over it really quick lmfao. i was talking to some other guy i matched with, and we vibed for a few days, and then he unmatched while we were setting up the date and that hurt translated into frustration and anger and a bruised ego, but i'm okay now, and to whoever said it was a bad break up or something - it wasn't lmao, i was just being a little wuss and had to vent. but i will die on the hill on how you're an asshole if you unmatch without any explanation, especially when you're in the middle of setting up a date. you're just bad at communication and it really, really shows. please work on that if that's what you do to other people, because it's never fun being on the receiving end of being basically ghosted.)

anyway, i'll try to post another prompt list tonight. these babies are pre-written, so my mood right now's not gonna affect them aha.

i will probably post more of my love life (read: online hoe life) again to the one person who bothers reading this shit, simply because nothing's stopping me, and i ALSO am NEVER going to be so dumb to accidentally give too many hints and reveal my tumblr like that to someone ever again lmfaooo. my mask stays ON, bitches!!

(and on an entirely different note that's not so fucking depressing and also very non-serious, i'm going on a date this sunday, and we're going to have oysters lmfao - i might end up calling him oyster dude - but i also don't have much expectations lmfao. they did ask me if we're still on for sunday just earlier today, and i said yes, but i'm prepped for getting unmatched outta no where because some of you men are Cowards. aNYWAY.)

this was a rollercoaster and a very undelightful mess, i'm tired, i have to wake up at 5:30 am tomorrow for work, two of my brackets came fucking loose so i have to go to the ortho on monday to get that fixed, and i lowkey wanna die because of that, goodBYEEE.

[ciitrinitas]

G I Z M O (for the ask meme i'm not just randomly yelling that)

i mean, i wouldn't judge you if you did just want to randomly yell your cat's name at me in all caps. i'd welcome it. i love gizmo. i want to go to bizmo school.

but! for this meme!

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it.

this is really tricky because i can think of a few candidates...which honestly tracks given how prone i am to having like a dozen active otps at a time because no one can stop me. i think i was really into miroku/sango from inuyasha, and then for awhile, axel/roxas from kingdom hearts made my brain buzz. the latter was my first slash ship i can recall having, and hysterically, i only like it now as very one sided from axel's end. i don't think i'd be as warm to miroku/sango these days, as well, lmao.

sakura/syaoran from tsubasa was also very big in my middle-schooler heart! that being my entry point for clamp is still a choice i made! i wrote a not-very-good inuyasha fic that ripped off tsubasa's plot.

main ff couples from the ps1 and ps2 era are also possible contenders! squall/rinoa, zidane/garnet, and tidus/yuna are all very cute still.

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why.

not for ones i already liked, but it has soured me on fandoms i didn't have much interest in already. if i can be more specific to fandoms around ships, then weird anti behavior knocked me out of komahina for awhile (just...weird discourse about whether it would be ableist to have komaeda like bdsm or something??? it was dumb enough that i cartwheeled away), and i fell out of love with tododeku because so many of its shippers ragged on bakudeku which i had grown to like. (99% of my interest in bnha these days is bkdk lmao.)

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (prompts optional but encouraged).

HOD/YESOD MAKES SENSE, I SWEAR. YOU JUST NEED TO OPEN YOUR HEART. SHE CAN MAKE HIM WORSE. SHE CAN GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSS WITH THE BEST OF THEM. okay, not really...since like...hod, but she can make him worse, i swear to you. i normally don't end up shipping anything too cracky since it can take initial interaction and themes and whatever to get me invested in a ship, but god...sometimes i talk myself into bullshit... someone please give me energy and motivation to write so i can convince the world that hod/yesod is real... i will vibrate out of my skin if either of them mentions each other... i don't care about the context. just hod saying his name or him saying her name...amore...

M - Say something genuinely nice about a ship that you don’t ship (or its shippers, or anything related to you).

thancred/urianger is Okay because it removes thancred from being around women and infecting them with bad writing. urianger is taking one for the team. i know this isn't really nice i'm sorry i thought of it and then the salt just came pouring out yes im still fucking livid about ryne's writing

O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of.

setting my library to shuffle aaaand...after glow by foals. a bamchel song tbh. <3 i mean, everything is a bamchel song if i try hard enough, but this is an easy bamchel song.

[cobaltaris]

Aris Media 2023 #20: Marvel's Spider-Man (PS4)

god this title is SO generic. legit one of the biggest issues i have with it upfront is its so weird bringing it up in convo because it's such a bog-standard name that you have to just..okay let's just get into the discussion because Not To Sound Cliché But It Really Made Me Feel Like Spider-Man

so in my attempt to branch out further with what i play this year, hey, might as well get through that open world bucket list, huh. this has been on my radar for AWHILE, but 2018 was my phase of "well uhhh i need to play EVERYTHING that came out before this before i try this out" which was dumb but i'm over it now! mostly! and also just some worries cuz i'm not THAT knowledgeable on Spidey/Marvel stuff. like i watched every MCU movie up to Endgame, and have memories of seeing the first Raimi movie (along with its decent tie-in game) but never really had a Spider-Man phase (which hey I might check out the Raimi trilogy because I loved this but shhh LET THE REVIEW PLAY OUT FIRST DORK)

i played this on PS4 because I'm still too broke for a PS5, and it was the one on PS+ Extra since i just got that and fuck you Sony for taking it off it next month, but GOD. GOD. this game is still a fucking BEAUTY. absolutely stunning and somehow both runs well and loads decently fast for what its going for, that being NYC! first night and hours i had with this were so magical for that reason, especially as things are constantly happening in real-time; crimes to stop, streets full of people, FUCKIN PIGEONS, and yet it almost never has an issue taking it all in

and honestly, as an open world...its REAL fun? like, i naturally associate open worlds in my head with busywork that fails to capture the kinetic, well-designed setpieces that linear shit thrives on, but this game strikes a really good balance; not to say it avoids those trappings! some side objectives are really flat and just exist for the Content, but i got about 90% or so, so I'm not even sure if I fully agree with that statement myself lol

it helps that the core defining thing about Spidah Myan on Da PS4 is that yes. let's say it again for the folks in the back. you FEEL like spider-man. the web swinging is so, SO good, honestly holds the whole open world stuff together (heh). like, its one thing to have this massive metropolitian city, but to give such a FUN, acrobatic moveset to go with it makes doing everything so much, SO much better to play. movement and play control are so fucking important in anything and this game nails that, even making stuff like taking landmark photos fun when you can take them MID swing, THIS GAME IS SO FUCKING COOL AAAA

plus, the main story is a good one! i think the middle drags a bit since its a very piecemeal delivered mystery, with very small discoveries every 20 minutes until the BIG shift, but its always interesting! whether thats seeing what the villains will do next, or what kinda dialogue Peter, MJ, Otto, Miles, anyone would really have (GOD THE DYNAMIC BETWEEN PETER AND OTTO IN PARTICULAR. THATS SUCH A GOOD FUCKIN ARC)

the combat to go with that as the meat of it is also pretty satisfying! lots of layers to it but simple at the core, better as you go along, etc. i do think though sometimes, especially in the side content like the Bases, they kinda stretch it WAY too thin and it gets pretty same-y dealing with the same Shield, Brute, Shooter combos. again, middle is the worst about this since there you don't even have any bosses for like 10 hours, and what do you get instead? oh joy not another mediocre stealth segment featuring MJ woooo

The City That Never Sleeps was also. fine? got pretty alright by the final episode but i was so clicked out of the experience by then. felt VERY satisfied with the ending but i don't think i needed to hear Photobomb like 30 times, or deal with 10 minutes of fighting White Armored Dudes with Gatling Guns, lmao. dig the setups for the sequel but i don't have a PS5 and i need a break before I play Miles Morales so fuck you Luigi

Marvel's Spider-Man and No One Else is about an A grade experience, I'd say! close to S, but the combat kinda drained me in the second half, plus the story does drag on a bit in the middle along with those stealth sections not being. great. but a game where i can be in head empty bliss just swinging around NYC while hearing Spidey slander on a podcast? that's video games baby

[momentia]

okay so this morning i had a little epiphany that i wouldn’t have hated this storyline a year ago (and in fact enjoyed basically the same thing when it happened last season) and that it’s a combination of the timing and the character’s name and how fucking raised my hackles are about the ultimate intentions of any arrogant man trying to break through a damaged woman’s very justified emotional armor (yes i know it’s fiction but it’s pinging weird)... like i hope i’ll be fine with it now that i’ve realized this lmao like i couldn’t care less about this tv show in the long run i guess but i have more compassion for myself suddenly for how viscerally this clearly-meant-to-be-fun subplot disgusts me when it shows up in the middle of my dumb crime show ANYWAY GOOD MORNING

[dreamteamspace]

Some positivity about this Tales Of The SMP because I feel like it. MAJOR SPOILERS

Technoblade being in character and hilarious at the same time

Karl says he’s a minecraft streamer fully in character and it’s treated as being the equivalent of a billionaire for the rest of the tales

Everyone having awful rich people accents

Fundy is an old person

Technoblade is just hilarious I don’t make the rules

NIKI NIHACHUUUUU FUCK YEAH!!!!!

Ranboo is the butler and can only communicate in enthusiastic or panicked nods for 90% of it

They try to throw Quackity out of the party the moment he walks in the door. His name is Drew P. Pe- [gets shot]

Karl and Quackity keep falling off the railings and it’s sometimes plot relevant and sometimes not

Techno: “Poor people don’t get healthcare”

Karl trying really hard not to laugh throughout the entire thing, mostly cause of Technoblade and I can’t blame him

Techno, whispering about Quackity: “Butler, feed the poor man poison!” Quackity: “You can say that to my face you son of a bitch.”

Techno: “Sir can you spell ‘economy’?” Quackity: “Of course. A-” Karl: *laughing into his elbow*

Technoblade and Quackity are the funniest people on the planet I don’t make the rules

Technoblade keeps flexing on poor people and I can’t even be mad at him

Quackity: “I’m gonna cough on you!” Everyone: *FERAL PANIC, SCATTER IN ALL DIRECTIONS, HIDE UNDER THE TABLE, SCREAM*

Techno: “Butler, did you feed this man poison yet?” Ranboo: *Tosses Quackity a poison potion.* Techno: “Ah, there it is. Now drink that.” Quackity: “Now why would I do that?” Techno: “It’s high in vitamin B.” Quackity: “What does the ‘B’ in vitamin B stand for?” Techno: “Broke.”

They play duck-duck-goose fully serious and in character sitting in the middle of the ballroom in a circle, complete with screaming and yelling

They stop playing duck-duck-goose for the lights to go down by 3%, everyone to run around as if it’s pitch black, and Niki start to murder people. It’s great. Absolute highlight

I’ve gotten used to Karl being 70% out of character at all times and it’s actually really funny contrasted with everyone else being extremely in character and rolling with whatever he says

“Oh Niki went to the bathroom so we can’t question her.”

Karl: “Oh! ~Canonically~ I see some of his blood! On this wall!!” Everyone: :O!

*Quackity is the one who died* Karl: “I don’t think he died from being dumb and poor... I think he died... from one of YOU!” Everyone: *shocked gasp* Techno: “Who did it? I will pay them for their troubles!”

Ranboo, whispering: “Can I talk?” Techno: “Keep it short, five words.” Karl: “I think we should let him talk to investigate this murder.” Techno: “Alright, six words. That was one of them.”

Fundy: “Everyone knows poor people are very sneaky.” Techno: “Yes, us rich people only commit ~financial crimes~.” Karl: “And it doesn’t count because we don’t MAKE it count!” *Everyone agrees*

They play terrible rich people and simultaniously flex on rich people. We love to see it

Whenever they have to look around Techno just goes and gets a bath and he’s not even sneaky about it

Karl: “I can’t believe they did that to that poor person, whoever this murderer is... I know they’re poor but sometimes they can still live for something else. Like helping rich people get richer!”

Fundy almost drowns in the aquarium?? Was that even scripted??? Nobody even threw him in there he was just there??

NIKI DIES NOOOOOOOOOO WHAT!

*Everyone thinks it’s Karl* Techno: “He did medbay scan!”

Karl: “So it couldn’t have been me. Unless I’m lying. Which killers don’t do!” *Everyone agrees*

Techno: “Everyone empty out your pockets!” Techno: *tossing stacks and stacks of gold bars* Karl: *picks up Sapnap’s gold and mouses over ‘disconnect’* Ranboo and Bad: *buckets and buckets of milk??* Sapnap: *keeps picking up all the gold everyone keeps throwing*

Karl, walking forward and picking up 3847 buckets of milk: “Oh I’ve got so much milk now.” Techno: “Here, wash it down with some poison.” Karl: *actually drinks it and starts screaming “If only we had milk!” while running away*

Karl, to Bad: “Are you still drinking?” Bad: “dn,, btnt... no.”

Karl and Bad chilling in the closet

*Karl and Techno stumble onto Fundy on top of a dead body* Techno: “Caught! In! Four! K!”

Fundy “But if I was the killer... and I was from London... WHY didn’t you hear a GUNSHOT?” Techno: “He’s got a point there.”

Karl: “Why couldn’t it have been the butler?!” Ranboo, whispering: “How many words?” Techno: “Three.” Ranboo: “Nope. Not... me.” Techno: “...he does raise a good point.”

Ranboo: “Is there a murderer-” Techno: “SILENCE! ...He really singed up thinkin he’d get to voice act. Not on my watch.”

Karl, to Techno: “We really need the butler to talk. If we allow him 30 minutes-” Techno, quietly with horror: “30 minutes?”

Techno: “Butler, you have 30 minutes of free speech.” Ranboo: “Oh, oh! 30 minutes! I have a question, then. I read something in a book once. What is a... ‘union’?” Karl: “Nevermind, cut him off.” Techno: “No rights for poor people.”

Fundy: “If it was me, how come I can play such a JOLLY tune?” *starts playing crime theme on a piano* *Ranboo vibing to the music in the background*

Karl: “Okay so Fundy will stay with the butler. He was only like a 100 millionaire, right? Fits that he stays with the poor people.” Techno: “Oh yeah, he’s broke. I heard he streams fortnite.”

Techno laughs himself lightheaded at that

Techno: “I’m gonna file so many complaints to the lights company after this.”

Techno: “Oh no, it’s the butler, we’re out of here! Throw gold, he’s poor so he has to stop for it!”

EGG?!?!?!

THE EGG?!?!?!?!?!

?!?!?!?!

I mean I knew they were all gonna die at the end but STILL

Ranboo is rly scary when he wants to be

LMAO the book dissapeared and Karl had to do a take two

Karl just makes the stream read the book themselves lmfao

on that note HOLY FUCK THE BUILD

HOLY FUCK THE BUILD

they probably downloaded that from somewhere but still

I would fucking die for that castle

TLDR: Ranboo has never done anything wrong in his life, ever

[avarkriss]

we don’t have to rush

✭・.・✫ 

Boba Fett x Female Reader (no y/n, no she/her)

Rated: E for Explicit, 18+ only

Word Count: 2.307k

Summary: Boba offers you a deal you simply can’t refuse. 

Warnings: heavy cockwarming, teasing, sass, old man jokes, several flavors of fingering (oral and vaginal), oral sex, praise kink, dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oh and some very lite non-explicit cumeating, some overstim and edging

Author’s Note: Thick daddy Boba can have anything he wants at any time and that’s on that!! I do not fuck with the canon that he sleeps in a cargo net hammock okay, Boba gets a Murphey bed lmao. Enjoy, share what you can, and be well ~

"I don't think you could handle me."

"You talk a big game, old man."

Boba hummed at that, leaning further into you. He had you caged against the wall, his large hands splayed against the durasteel of his ship.

You should say no.

"How about a game then?"

Any logical being in the galaxy would say no; would run from the danger instead of welcoming it with open arms.

Or in your case, legs.

"What are your terms?"

You ran your hand along the cowl of his hood, stopping with your hand on his sternum, feeling the strong muscles of his chest.

He was close enough now that his breath warmed your cheek, hot and sweet and sticky.

"Sit on my cock. If I break first, I'll let you fuck me. And if you break first, I get to fuck you."

That certainly sounded like a win-win situation if you had ever heard one.

You took his chin between your thumb and forefinger, meeting his eyes before uttering a simple yes and crashing your lips to his, moaning as he cradled the back of your neck. His other hand traced over the curve of your ass as you started to work at the ties on his robes, lips parting for his tongue.

He licked deep into your mouth as he slid his hand under your tunic, working it up your body before pausing to pull it off over your head, tossing it far behind him.

You had worked his belt open and were shifting your hands through the layers, wondering how he hadn't overheated in this Maker forsaken desert wearing so many clothes. When the tips of your fingers met his hot flesh you clung to him, returning his heavy kisses with quiet moans, his hand working its way under the waistband of your pants.

You had to pause again, pulling at his hips.

"Do you have anywhere more comfortable we can do this?"

He nuzzled at the side of your neck, a low chuckle deep in his chest.

"Already worried you'll lose?"

"No," you shrugged coyly, nipping at his ear.

"I just don't need you slipping a disc when I fuck you dumb."

You could hear his eyes rolling in his head before he sunk his teeth into the side of your neck, sucking a mark against your skin while he pulled you off the wall he had you pinned against. With a heavy fist he slammed a button on the nearby panel, swallowing your squeak of surprise when a bed came out of the wall.

Boba was moving again, rolling your lower lip between his teeth before kissing your chin. He dragged the tip of his tongue across your jawline, stopping right below your ear.

"We'll see about that, little one."

He stepped away from you to discard the rest of his clothes, settling into the middle of his bed with his back against the wall. You were struck silent for a moment, mouth entirely dry as you shamelessly looked him up and down. You squeezed your thighs together before he beckoned you over with two crooked fingers, holding his hand out to stop you before you climbed in the bed.

"You're wearing too much."

You gave him a salacious wink before making a show of stripping out of your leggings, the subtle roll of his hips not missed by your dutiful gaze. When you were finally bare you parted your legs wide, his hand meeting your heat, fingers gliding through your slick.

You panted his name, fingers curling into his biceps, marveling at his strength. He slipped in his first finger straight past the knuckle and you moaned low, breath hitching when he began to work in a second. Satisfied that you were wet enough he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean with a fervor that left a fire burning across your skin.

"Let's see if you feel as good as you taste."  

He held your hips firmly and helped you lower yourself, lining himself up with your entrance. When you began to sink onto him your eyes went wide with the stretch, darting down to watch him disappear within you. When you had taken him all the way you shifted in his lap to find a comfortable position, pressing your chest as tightly as you could to his, arms wrapped around his middle.  

"Let the games begin," you smirked.

For a while it was quiet. You were still and calm and you finally felt yourself relax against Boba's body, his carefully measured breaths matching your own.

But then you felt him squeeze your hips and begin to trace long, slow patterns up your spine and across your back. He peeled your face from his chest, watching you with great care as he touched every centimeter of your skin, noting the places that made your pupils widen or the corner of your lip quiver.

You began to rub across his back in kind, gently squeezing at his shoulders when he kissed across your clavicle. You felt him twitch inside of you and you hissed at the reminder, letting your eyes flutter before meeting his feral grin.

His mouth was on your neck again, leaving trails of bite marks and blooming hickies, paying special attention to the places you had betrayed. He was a fast learner, clinging to you in a way that left your toes curling, hands scrambling for purchase behind his neck.

"Look so pretty like this, sitting on my cock."

His words were silken sin, breathed hard against the shell of your ear before he ran his tongue across it, nipping at the top of the cartilage. He was so warm and you couldn't help the small moan you released when he splayed his hands over your back, enveloping you as he dipped his head to tease at your breasts.

You could feel him slowly dismantling you, taking you apart piece by blessed piece as he followed the trail he mapped earlier, reverent in his actions without disclosing an ounce of his own pleasure.

You tried to run your fingernails across his skin, whisper against his ear, going so far as bringing his hand to your mouth and sucking on his fingers, thinking you could break him. He just watched you with a bemused smile, noting the way you clenched around his aching cock when you swallowed around his knuckles.

"So tight like that," he murmured across your skin, dragging his calloused fingers across your tongue.

He pulled them out of your mouth and slowly worked them back in, feeling your saliva pool at his fingertips.

"This is how I'm going to fuck you."

Your surprise was muffled around him, begging him to continue through garbled words lost against his fingerprints.

"Slow and deep," he explained, taking his time to work his fingers against your tongue, pressing down on the soft muscle.

"And when you're crying to come, when you're dripping, just like this -" he paused, removing his fingers to wipe away the saliva leaking from the corner of your mouth before pushing them back into you; "yeah, just like this, I'll give you everything you ache for. Everything you deserve."

You tossed your head back then and gripped his shoulder hard, fighting every fiber in your body that was screaming for you to roll your hips against his. His fingers were still deep in your mouth as you tried to stay still against him.

"Would you like that, little one?"

Your groan was loud as you felt your resolve slipping, toes curling tighter as your nails bit into his skin.

His thumb was ghosting over your clit, knowing full well if he touched you there it would be foul play. But your body was screaming for his touch, thighs quaking with the effort you were exerting to stay still, to stay -

“Take your time sweetness. We don’t have to rush.”

You swallowed hard as he slipped his fingers from your mouth, the wetness clinging to the skin of your neck while his other hand danced dangerously close to the fire at your core.

"Please."

Your voice cracked, broken, he had won and he knew it and yet he wasn't moving, wasn't devouring you the way he had promised -

"Please what?"

Fuck.

His head was cocked to the side, eyes shining with the mischief of someone twenty years his younger. He was beautiful like this, confident and patient. His scars left deep valleys across his skin and you found yourself sweeping your thumb across one on his cheek, your surrender sweet on his ears.

"Please fuck me, Boba."

He smirked at you, that cocky bastard. He smirked as he shuffled between your legs, breaking into a full blown smile at the way you broke apart beneath him as he moved, clawing at his skin in an effort to hang on.

"Relax a moment," he soothed, laying you on your back and pushing your legs wide, drawing himself out before slowly sinking into you.

"Oh fuck," you moaned, balling his sheets in your fists.

He wasn't kidding, when he said he'd fuck you slow. Every measured roll of his hips was met with a swipe of his thumb against your clit, pushing you closer and closer to the sweet edge of your release.

"Boba please."

He stilled and let his hand rest where your bodies joined, contemplating your request.

"I don’t think you’ve earned it yet."

He shifted against you and sunk himself deeper, looking to press against your upper wall. When he grazed against that sweet hidden spot your back arched and he knew he had you, slowly rutting into you as you begged your release.

He pushed you further and further along and you were right there, the sounds obscene as he grunted into your neck. It was overwhelming, the way he filled you, the way he surrounded you, how his heat sunk into your skin as deep as the sharp edges of his teeth and you were writhing around him, tears beginning to form at the corners of your eyes when you called his name into the hull of his ship.

His mouth was at your ear again, finally offering reprieve.

“Let go for me.”

With his words and a well timed roll of his hips your floodgates opened, tears streaming down your face as you shook around him. He held you close to work you down, the rolls of his hips steady as you choked down your sobs.

In no time at all he had you mewling for him again, hands pressed tight into his back as you urged him to go faster.

“Got another one in you?”

You nodded and he pulled away, tutting at your whine from the loss. With firm hands he guided you to your stomach, sitting on his knees and pulling your hips back to him. You wiggled against him and that was all it took, his composure finally breaking as he split you back open.

Your name was rough on his lips as he pressed you deep into his mattress, no longer holding back. Each snap of his hips left you grasping at his bed, cries muffled by a pillow that drowned you in the clove-like scent that you had come to know as his own. He was sure to leave bruises with the way his fingers dug into the flesh at your hips, his pace unrelenting.

With no warning he wrapped a strong arm around your middle, holding you tight to his chest while he teased at your clit once more.

“Don’t like that I can’t hear you,” he growled into your neck, sending you wailing with several hard thrusts after joking that maybe he needed to get his hearing checked. He trailed his fingers up the expanse of your skin pausing to tweak at your nipples before settling his hand at the base of your throat, offering you a tentative squeeze.

“More, Boba, please.”

He fucked up into you harder, pressing his index finger to your clit before wrapping his hand just under your chin, pulsing sweetly against your arteries.

You shook apart in his arms, tears and sweat streaming down your face as he let your neck go, choosing instead to hold you flush to his chest, hips rolling slowly - barely controlled. He nipped at your ear, pulling you back down from your high.

“Where do you want it?”

“In, in, in-”

He dropped his head to your shoulder and rolled his hips twice more before letting go, bouncing you on his cock as if you were lighter than air. You were quaking again in no time, his name a solemn prayer as he dove into you again and again, finally faltering as he spilled himself against your walls.

He slanted his lips over yours and swallowed your heady sighs, easing you onto the bed as he slowly slipped from inside you. He kissed down your chest and across your stomach, licking over the front of his teeth with an insatiable grin before kissing your inner thigh.

He ran his thumbs through your folds, humming as you whined. He licked against you and you grasped at his hand, the stimulation too much.

“B-b-bo -”

“Tired already, little one?”

He smiled when you huffed, thighs shaking as he lapped against you. He squeezed at your fingers, weaving his into yours as you fell apart beneath him.

When he crawled back up your body he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand before pulling you flush to his chest, running his thumb along the line of your jaw, bearing the marks of his prior ministrations.

“Did so good for me,” he mumbled into the crown of your head, pressing a kiss there, too, as you drifted away, lulled to sleep by the thrum of his heartbeat.

“Did so good.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Masterlist

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[lalaangeldust]

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 & 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

[ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ] : none :)

[ 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 ] : kaminari denki // bakugo katsuki // sero hanta

𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢

ah yes, the bakusquad's resident pretty boy

he would definitely be the most obvious about his crush

two words: shitty flirting

horrible pick-up lines and just overall bad flirting

he pulls through sometimes though ( with sero's advice ) and his ego inflates through the roof if he can get you flustered and blushing

but if you give him the same energy, he will immediately combust

all function out the window

congratulations, you broke denki

none of your possessions are safe when denki is within the vicinity

shirts, hoodies, skirts, hats, jewelry, hair accessories

if he can grab it, he will have it

he has worn / stolen everything in your closet at least once, if not it is most definitely his goal

it does not matter if he fits it or not, he will make it work

he has no shame

but one time he stretched out one of your favorite skirts and it tore a bit and he felt soooo bad

"it not my fault i have a fat ass, y/n"

but he brought you to the mall on a date with him to get a new one, so it's all works out ;)

denki honestly just lives to make you laugh

every time he's the reason you're laughing, it makes his chest puff up so big

DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MF TICKLING

if you two are close, he will without a doubt start a mock wrestling match and it always turns into a tickling fit with you pinned underneath him and wailing

but do NOT under any circumstances tickle him

he with shriek like a girl and accidentally activate his quirk

you nearly died

HE FELT BAD FOR THAT TOO

he's also just so infatuated with like- everything you do????

it doesn't matter how mundane you think it might be, as long as you're doing it, denki is so enthralled watching whatever it is you're doing

it's rather endearing

in all honesty, he'd probably blurt out he likes you outta no where while in the middle of a convo

he lights up every time your name is so much as mentioned

or- or

he'd be day dreaming, completely lost in his own world and someone would come up to him and ask him what he's thinking ab cus he looks basically dead to the world

still in a daze from being abruptly brought back to reality he'd just dreamily sigh, "y/n~" without even realizing

mans was SO embarrassed afterwards

face was beet red

*frantically looks around to see if you heard him or not*

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bonus: love languages!!

physical touch // giving

words of affirmation // receiving

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𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢

he's so emotionally constipated

that's not to say we wouldn't know he'd have feelings for you

he's actually pretty emotionally intelligent, and would be very perceptive of your emotions contrary to popular belief, he's just oblivious to his own feelings and emotions

he'd just ignore them

try his best to ignore you

key word try

but he always gives in and he'd make up dumb reasons to come bother you like-

he'd barge into your dorm while you're studying and he'd be like

"y/n i need a pen,"

"oh? uh ok, here you can have this one," you hand him a pen that you happened to have tucked behind your ear

"no not that one,"

...????

"can't you go to momo and ask her to make the pen you want..?"

bakugo starts to get grumpy at this point lmao

"no, she doesn't know how to make it,"

"well, what pen do you want..??"

bakugo hesitates cus he doesn't wanna admit that he doesn't actually want a pen, he wants to be with you

"that one," he lamely points at a beat up tinkerbell pen that you've had since you were like twelve

"really?? out of all the pens you choose that one?"

"shut up and just get it"

"... you can grab it,"

he goes and grabs it and goes to walk out the door without a word and right before he leaves he leans back and looks at you

"i need a pencil"

"OH MY GOD BAKUGO"

he kept the tinkerbell pen btw

like denki, bakugo would steal things from your dorm and not just anything, things that are actually inconvenient to misplace

he'd take your bobby pin container or your favorite brush so you'd come to him to ask where it went, he'd give it back ofc but not without a fight

he'd act totally clueless and he'd wait till you actually start to get pissed to tell you where he actually put your thing

so back to how he'd actually be very aware of your emotions

he'd notice the smallest changes and can always tell when you're upset but he wouldn't exactly know how to help you

so instead of using words, he'd use actions

you had a really bad day and he walked you to your dorm and when he came in he's like

"shit, your dorm is a fucking disaster, how do you live like this," you scowl at bakugo cus like- wtf i'm rlly emotional here you're not helping

he scoffs and bends down to start picking up your shit

"seriously, i have no idea how you find anything in here, nothing is organized" and he'd just keeps grumbling like an old man while completely cleaning and reorganizing your room

dont you dare try and help him though, he will yell at you

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bonus: love languages!!

acts of service // giving

quality time // receiving

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𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

sero SCREAMS besfriends to lovers troupe

like- you two are already practically dating without even realizing it

the romantic tension

you guys banter and flirt with eachother so often, you both have no idea whether you're serious when you jokingly call the other sexy or not

the oblivious idiots troupe

sero makes everything a competition

not nearly to extent as bakugo would, but still goes a bit over the top

he'd use anything as an excuse to show off for you

one time, like the spiderman fanboy he is, he challenged you to see who can hang upside down the longest without passing out ( literally the stupidest idea, sero, you're going to loose braincells )

sero won, obviously and he takes full advantage of bragging rights

everyone says how denki's the flirt and whatever but NO

sero is the biggest mf flirt and denki got his game from him

so with that being said, you are not safe

HE IS A BULLY

he respects boundaries of course but that doesn't mean he's not gonna try and test his limits a bit and mess with you

he's always trying to get you flustered

god forbid you're shorter than him because he will tease the shit outta you for it

when you two train together, mf goes on overdrive ESPECIALLY if you two happen to be sparring together

he'd hover over you and lean his face in ever so slightly while your talking to him just to get a rise outta you

TILT YOUR HEAD UP WITH ONE FINGER

"could you repeat that? i'm having a hard time hearing,"

SHEEEEEEEE

but you also make fun of him for being tall, so it checks out

whenever he says some slick shit you're just like-

"I'm sorry, what? That's funny coming from someone who's above the national average height. you're disgusting, tall man; shrink perhaps" ( if anyone knows what tiktok audio i'm referencing, i'm in love with you )

hope you have your casket ready because sero's gonna slaughter your ass for that shit

ok but one time while you two were partnered up for hero training, you got on his nerves and he tied you up and left you hanging and the mf just left

maaaan were you livid

15 minutes

15 minutes you were left up there while sero was doing god knows what

you gave him the silent treatment for the rest of the day and sero was genuinely distressed cus he didn't mean to make you so mad

but lucky for him, he always knows how to get you to smile no matter how sad or are or how angry you are with him

he shoots you a piece of tape with his handwriting on it

he made up some stupid, horribly written poem asking for your forgiveness and he's just looking at you the entire time you're reading it with an exaggerated pout

how can you say mad at him?

on the topic of him sending you notes on his tape

he'd totally leave pieces of his tape in really obscure places in your dorm or even under your desk

they'd be really stupid messages too like-

"you stink"

or a really random inside joke you two have that makes literally no sense but even just the thought of it makes you laugh to tears

he'd also leave little origami figures he made with his tape in random places for you to find too

or he'd just give them to you

you have a shelf specifically dedicated for the things sero has made for you ( and he's really touched you actually keep all his shitty arts and crafts projects )

in conclusion, sero is the best and he is my favorite and i'd die for him

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bonus: love languages!!

gift giving // giving

physical touch // giving and recieving

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If you guys want, i can elaborate on their love languages in another post! <3

𝒇𝒊𝒏 . ✩

[sierraknox]

Sierra Knox headcanons pls???

👀 yes yes of course! Strap In lmao

I like to headcanon that she and her father never died. That obviously violates canon in a big way but I don’t care. She’s my blorbo and she is alive and unwell in my head.

Technically I guess the fact that she’s a lesbian can be considered just a headcanon (depending on how in denial you are) but like… it definitely is canon

Kronstadt is one of those companies that boasts their allyship on Twitter Quackr in June, but they’ve told Sierra in no uncertain terms not to talk about her sexuality in interviews or publicly date girls. You can tell from listening to the crowd that a lot of her fans are men who are horny for her and that there are still a lot of racing fans that don’t think women should be race drivers. It’s a matter of preserving her popularity in the field, but it still sucks.

Her father knows, but they’ve never talked about it.

She dresses really masc. The Kronstadt office is generally pretty formal, so she wears slacks and button downs with neckties. She prefers to dress more casually when at home, though.

She’s dating Brigitte, who’s a few years younger than her and dumb af and kind of just a pretty thing that Sierra originally just wanted to fuck. However, she kept her around because she craves that validation and eventually realized that she’s really sweet and genuinely cares about Sierra so they end up having a more serious relationship.

She was good friends with and had a crush on Rachel Frick, the girl whose legs she had broken, before the incident.

Romanov, her ex-girlfriend (whose first name I always imagine was Sophia for literally no reason) broke up with Sierra because she drank too much

Sierra is 100% an alcoholic. This is also barely a headcanon, since her bio states she parties hard and she drinks a lot and talks A LOT about drinking, especially if she loses the race. She’s also done her fair share of drugs, obviously. One reporter claims she was recently arrested for drug use.

She was out of control in high school. Her father was pretty much gone and she was so desperate to prove herself to anyone she’d do pretty much anything if someone dared her to or suggested she couldn’t.

She has anxiety. A LOT of anxiety.

Her father is giving her radiation sickness to further his business. This one is less obviously canon to me than the lesbian thing, but it’s still implied. I like to imagine how this would have played out in my universe where they lived, and I go back and forth between her father being at least a little compassionate and making at least some reparations with her and him being uncaring about it and her subsequently leaving and exposing Kronstadt. They are both very fun to imagine and result in her getting at least a little redemption.

Robert Knox wasn’t always a terrible father. I mean, he was, but if he was straight-up evil and abusive, she wouldn’t have given her whole life to making him proud. He was fun and all she had and even though he was withholding and angry, he did care about her. As he became able to give more of himself to his business over the years, he cared less and less.

Growing up, he never really let her celebrate her birthday because of her mother’s death. Some years he would get her a cake, but he also tended to get angry from his grief around then. As an adult, she still feels weird celebrating it and hates when her friends or girlfriend make a big deal about it. She prefers to just get very very drunk on September 25th.

She wasn’t raised rich. Her father was raised upper/upper middle class, but he himself was horrible with money and the company wasn’t ridiculously valuable until Sierra became CFO. He was given, earned, and lost a lot of money a lot, so they went from being well off to struggling to pay the bills pretty frequently.

She’s currently next in line to inherit the company, but just by default. Robert Knox knows she’s good with money, but he wants to find someone who shares his larger-than-life vision to take the reigns if he dies. Yes, if, because he thinks a lot about developing a way to upload human consciousness into a machine and live forever.

She’s still definitely resentful of him though, and they get in very loud and public falling outs way more often than anyone would like.

She gets weirdly jealous whenever people refer to PALLAS as Robert Knox’s brainchild or when he talks about his AIs like they’re real people. He definitely loves them more than her.

She sabotages a lot of her relationships with her alcoholism and anger issues, but she’s generally really well-liked by anyone who spends a lot of time with her. She’s charismatic and good at making amends, and can be really nice to her friends. Grace, the mechanic, is one of her longest term friends. Even though they’ve had a lot of intense arguments, they both really respect each other.

She’s not a sociopath. She has a lot of genuine regret for her temper (borne from her canon IED) and the things she’s done for Kronstadt (she justifies them in her head, but it’s not enough). I also have the tendency to tone down the straight up murder bad things she does in my head when I’m thinking about her possible redemption. Again, she’s my blorbo and I’ll make her sympathetic if I want to.

Honestly, these are just the ones that sprang to mind but I hope you enjoyed them! I’ve probably forgotten a lot over the years, not to mention all the scraps of fanfic I’ve written and imagined since H2 came out. I know this is kinda cringey but hey this kind of stuff is exactly what this blog is for 😅.