#'I AM A GOOD PERSON' *fucks his brother*
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Bruce is actually really attractive, and I have enough reasoning to make a list
He's:
Tall (. Tall enough to hit his head on the vault doorframe)
Long-legged
Has a straight nose bridge
Has high cheekbones (more noticeable in 2nd pic below)
Has a strong jawline
Sharp eyes, but they aren't small (plus eyebags if you're into that)
Overall, he has strong, attractive facial features
Has broad, refined shoulders. You can tell he works out (or he did, when he was alive)
Even has a thick, muscly neck
He has MUSCLE. Is SCULPTED. NOICE. VERY NOICE. (nice arms. Nice shoulders. Nice neck. Nice legs. Nice butt-)
(There are actually panels where you can see some of his muscles. Other than those already shown here, he's got bricky thighs-
-and in the panels where we first get his name dropped, he's got those shoulder blades too-)
The one time we see him smile, and he actually has a scary one
Has small, kinda sharp pupils, and his eyes remind me of a cat. We only ever saw him tense or defensive, so his resting/listening face is really cute
Other than the physical appearance stuff, he also:
Takes shit without batting an eye (patience, knowing it's just how Kudo is, etc)
Kudo being all "Cut the crap Bruce and give it to me straight", after Bruce tests his blood and is rightfully Concerned because they just faced AFO
Put up with Kudo's experimenting and testing over Yoichi's transferable Factor
Did ya'll see the look on Kudo's face when he realized he had Yoichi's Factor/will? Kudo was going to start in nonsense and Bruce just dealt with that.
Also something I noticed when looking back at the images here; Bruce has bandages on his arms in the void. But not when he faced AFO in the sewers.
Were he and Kudo cutting their arms open in their experimenting over Yoichi's theory? Is this why Kudo has two gauntlets instead of his one? Why we never see his bare arms in the void? That he always keeps his arms down so there's no slip?
Is smart enough to run blood tests, plus has enough common sense to pick Shinomori as his successor
He picked a guy who avoids society, has an Ability to detect danger so he can always stay away from AFO, is also a coward so he's never going to go throw himself into danger, even without knowing instinctively he stands no chance, etc.
Meanwhile, Kudo chose Bruce, who he played Hot Potato Yoichi with; but he did also trust Bruce, and put the only pure combative Ability in OFA through Bruce.
These two made their choices based on what they valued and saw the Factor needed.
Is logical, analytical, and calm.
He tried advising Midoriya on their Abilities in One For All, especially his own.
Midoriya then tried ignoring him about using Fa Jin for the first time, but found he was right, thinking: "Dammit!! I had [Lady Nagant] right where I wanted her, but... ugh! The Third was right. My parallel Quirk processes are all screwed up!" (ch. 314).
Plus, when Midoriya fixed his processing mistakes, Bruce was analyzing the way he reached his new conclusion. Pure facts, no bias, very calm, just saying it as it was.
We never see him panic. When he's caught by surprise in the sewers by AFO, Kudo, and Yoichi's little bubble event, he immediately reacts. He doesn't falter, he just knows he has to do something right now.
Was more willing to listen than Kudo to Yoichi's beckon, and probably was just following Kudo's rejection of Midoriya
While we don't see Kudo's face, we see Bruce's eyes when Yoichi calls on his heroes. Bruce was more open and receptive, or at least more impacted.
Bruce was also the one to start talking, while Kudo just kept quiet.
He actually communicates a lot
When Yoichi called them to support Midoriya, Bruce started talking to paint a picture of why they thought the way they did, so Yoichi understood where they were coming from.
(Though he seems to beat about the bush sometimes, since Kudo spoke up to be direct on how they couldn't just put their trust in some starry-eyed teenager. Plus, when Kudo tells him to just tell him what's wrong [double Factors])
When Midoriya first used Fa Jin against Nagant, Bruce came out just to tell him he knew what he was trying, but that Midoriya wasn't ready; and Midoriya found he was right. Midoriya just didn't want to listen to him then.
He asks Kudo for clarification after finding Kudo had two Factors in him after the sewer incident ("Just to be sure, All For One didn't touch you, right?") Kudo knew him well enough to go "stop beating around the bush and tell me", so Bruce was probably gonna start with questions, theories, and trying to understand everything in general, before saying "yeah you have two Factors. Don't know why".
Is strong-willed and loyal.
He followed Kudo, even to death, carrying on the cause he started until it ended with him.
Plus, when talking about how AFO needs a strong will to override OFA's own, we first see Bruce, Kudo, and Yoichi.
AFO couldn't steal OFA because the will was too strong for him, and that was back during Banjo's time. Since Shinomori never actually tried opposing AFO and just hid, we can assume the first Three (Yoichi, Kudo, Bruce) already had an accumulation of strong willpower that made OFA un-stealable. Those three are a strong enough foundation, and the main wills, that the other users just become bonuses.
Kudo, also saying that Midoriya needs allies with the same will and drive as him... hey Kudo, you're talking about yourself and your old allies, aren't you? That's why you look at Yoichi and Bruce when you say this.
Not only is Bruce attractive, but he's got good character. THE END.
#yes this is a bruce appreciation post#am i biased? yes. am i right that he has these features? also yes.#hes actually a very attractive person. hes got all the right features for it#plus hes smart (some medical knowledge) is really loyal strong-willed and patient#he puts up with kudo SO much#from being bossed around to taking home yoichis brother to whatever the heck kudo made him do to figure out OFA's transfer properties.....#i didnt think much of bruce originally#then i started doing resistance fic stuff and now hes a fave#hes a little blorbo#that i throw in terrible situations for my own entertainment#used his scary smile for comedy purposes#like when he made a kid cry once. or when a meta child was afraid of him so they bit him#has patience to deal with kudo and co. but also. has enough bite to snark them. is how i like writing him#oh? background character? well lemme just *picks him up* EXPAND ON THAT-#fic stuff: he tries making a good impression on a girl and kudo is ruining it immediately#he doesnt know what to do because the two always banter#kudo: fuck you#oc: fuck me yourself you coward#he sees through a rose-lens that kudo is trying to rip off his face#appeciation kinda turned analysis in general#bruce#kudo#yoichi shigaraki#bnha#mha#spoilers#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#NOT YOICHIS BROTHER. i meant Yoichi / AFO's brother in a prev tag up there but theres too much tags i dont wanna rewrite to fix that#(image limit and tag limit)
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in addition to that, remember how i found out my ex has a kid through his whatsapp icon??
(the kicker is, i only looked at it because my fucking grandma told me on the phone: oh you know how i kept his number, because I always thought...* well looking at his new picture I might just delete it now...)
well at christmas i wanted to send myself some pictures i took with my mum's phone (with permission of course) and what do i see? she TEXTED HIM MERRY CHRISTMAS. we broke up over three years ago! ma'am this man didn't even send you a fucking condolence card when dad died! he does NOT get a merry christmas!!
so I told her that. she was a little snappy about it, which annoyed me because sorry, this is -my- old heart break, I'm not texting your exes either?? (or my ex's parents for that matter) but then! she said: but I DO wonder what kid he's holding there...
and I was like mum, what the heck, that's obviously HIS kid, what other child would that be
and she was SO CONFUSED. MOTHER! WHAT
#personal#sorry i had to share this it was SUCH an interaction#it's like she didn't realise that yeah just because her fail daughter's life didn't progress in any direction except uh downwards since 201#doesn't mean it's like that for everyone else#maybe she understood a little better why i was so sensitive over her texting him#i ALSO had assumed my granny had already gossiped it all the way to her (i know she did to my brother)#but apparently she decided this was the moment for confidentiality??#anyways what child looking JUST LIKE HIM could he POSSIBLY hold in his arm ON HIS WHATSAPP PROFILE that he hadn't changed in YEARS before#*i am also so tired of this 'well maybe you could get back together one day!!' that's always implicit in keeping their number#or texting them seasonal greetings... because a) he just fucking dumped me so like it's not like i had any choice in the matter back then#BUT i got over it and i want to be over it and i want it to be in the past#and b) it's kind of reminding me how back then everyone always congratulated me on how great he was (spoiler he wasn't lol)#which just made me feel like i was 'lucky' to get with a guy 'like that' when i am.... not like that you know#(my other grandmother is soooooo much worse with this she literally told me i will never find a man as good MA'AM YOU MET HIM ONCE)#and i would like people to i dunno believe in my loveability a little more#especially.......... my own mother............
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just now realising that it's kinda weird that every damn thing I did as a kid, even accidentally, still gets dragged out all the time as proof of how mean and bossy I was.
meanwhile one of my brothers stabbed my other brother with a screwdriver and it's just so funny. one of them jumped on my back when we were fighting and hurt me so bad that I couldn't get up for an hour (and I got yelled at). one of them broke someone else's property on purpose and it's just a funny anecdote about how he and his friend had to pay for the damage. they stole cash and very expensive alcohol, so funny and cute. they got drunk all the time and started smoking at 12.
which is all fine. people do stupid things as kids. but it sucks that I'm always the difficult one, the one that causes trouble, the mean one. the worst thing I ever did was drop out of school because I was too terrified and depressed to keep going. this is somehow proof that I was such a difficult child to raise, so hard to be around. not that my parents completely failed me in every way, or anything like that.
my brother attacked me this year. but that's totally excusable because surely he had his reasons (yeah, I disagreed with him and wouldn't back down. great.) and I probably just misunderstood (how?!) and anyway it wasn't really that bad. he yelled at me for daring to disagree with him, insulted me and then grabbed me when I told him to get out. but he's just having a hard time and can't express his feelings well and can't I just forgive him?
but I'm bad for things I did when I was 15 or 10 or 5 or literally a baby. I'm bad for things that never happened. I'm bad for things that other people did. I'm just bad.
#yes I am still bitter about this stuff#I wouldn't be. but they keep bringing it up#I'm so tired of not being able to do anything right#I've been so nice and patient and always friendly for literally. 10 years. a third of my life. I try so hard to not upset them or do#anything wrong#but my mother still says my brothers are scared of me#and uses things against me that I did in primary school#ugh#anyway#I'm having a hard time and keep thinking about this today#I'm just so tired of it#I can't even defend myself#because that gets turned into you can't take a joke and we're just joking around and why are you so angry#I raise my voice slightly to be fucking HEARD and I'm hysterical#my brother screams at me and he's just not good at talking about his feelings#it all feels so unfair#it doesn't matter what I do or who I am. I've been the bad one since my brother was born and I'm so tired#personal
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i’m sure this has been mentioned but we need to take a second to appreciate the character growth dean has from season 1 to 4. he used to be the attacker, the shoot first ask questions later, don’t question orders and follow dads lead kind of guy. he was raised that way, raised a soldier. but his interactions with early, god’s soldier cas really shows that he grew out of that mindset. its almost like a mirror of who dean used to be before he realized that john actually wasn’t a perfect man and fucked up a lot. him saying that you always have a choice??? think he learned that the hard way when he disobeyed his dad by saving sam and selling his soul. i think dean regaining control over his own free will because of his dedication to protecting sam, and it being made really fucking clear through cas, is going to be the end of me
#not sure how coherent this is#its 4 am and i’m on s4 ep7#the way cas is acting is so funny to me because like#in 1.5 seasons he’ll literally be leading a civil war against heaven#and it’s also really fucking sad because his wings aren’t broken#and he still has all his grace#s4 cas makes me have severe urges to protect the shit out of him#also misha collins is so pretty????????#young cas is *chefs kiss*#dean winchester#deans love for his brother pushed him to grow as a person#and i am so here for it#watching this as a much more mature person and i honestly still find this show incredible#supernatural#sam winchester#castiel#like seasons 1-5 are actually so good?????#i always ignored them bc of the homoeroticism#of season 7-9#but man i was missing out#anyway my bad for the late night post
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Medraut being a child born from incest and a survivor of incest elevates his obsession with his brother on a godly level
#the angst unparalleled#'I will never be like my mother' *fucks his brother*#'I won't do what she did to me to him!' *fucks his brother*#'I AM A GOOD PERSON' *fucks his brother*#the winter prince
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my mom isn’t letting my dad go back to his office bc him being out of the house stresses her out and makes her have a flare up and it’s like kind of insane. like i understand why the idea of him doing that would make her panicky and angry as someone who also struggles w separation anxiety and abandonment shit / has physical symptoms from that kind of stress (though not to the same degree ofc) but also he is a grown man. he should be allowed to go to his office and not have to shape his entire life around her needs. and she keeps guilt tripping him out of it and it’s impacting his quality of life a lot and the whole thing is kind of… hm
#purrs#delete later#also she’s guilt tripping me into coming to the stupid fucking potluck on sunday bc she needs the extra help and it’s like… what are you#gonna do when i move out. like i am a grown woman and i should be able to choose how i spend my two precious weekend days. and my dad is a#grown man and he should be able to choose where he works. like is that not a little bit insane. i get it but also….. i do think it s kind of#fucked ip that it’s her way or the highway and her needs take priority over all of ours and she’s asking us to bend to what she wants when#she wants it. like i get it bc she’s sick but it’s not fair for her to expect that from my dad especially. particularly when me and my#brother are back at work / school in more high risk environments than my dad who would be in a private office alll day. and the thing is no#one is brave enough to all her on it bc if we did it would be the END of the world. she even threw a fit on my dads bday and complained bc#the things he wanted to do were things she didn’t want to do like all the man wanted to do was go mini golfing and when that wasn’t good#enough he just wanted to go on a walk and my mom complained the whole time and also scoffed the movie he wanted to watch and said it was#boring and it’s like… wtf it’s HIS birthday??? but what do you expect from the woman who (and in fairness her friends got her these as gifts#but still) has TWO kitchen items that say some variation of ‘a marriage is when one is always right and the other is always the husband’ 💀#i look at that little plaque every night bc it’s in front of the sink when im doing dishes and it makes me so fucking angry. like my dad is#a whole fucking person and he can be right too and he deserves to make choices and be happy and not have his wife put him down all the time.#idk. and she puts down his family all the time too and complains when he wants to do the most reasonable things for his own enjoyment that#don’t align with hers and criticizes his interests all the time and it just sucks to see. he never shows hurt or anything so idk how he#feels about it but it makes me so angry and sad and when i tell her to stop she just lashes out at me so. 🤪. like how do we get her to stop#making her needs more important than everyone else’s bc… she may be our mom / his wife / whateger but that doesn’t make her queen. no one is#(andalso this has only gotten worse bc of covid / her being sick. like this has been a lifelong thing it’s just it’s a lot worse now bc the#circumstances gave her room / forced her to have to take up more space. and it’s just so frustrating. i get it. but none of us are pawns or#dolls or subordinates or anything. there’s 5 adults here and we should all be able to make choices and not be guilt tripped by her. lol#)
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The Fall of the Persian Empire
Observations from the Random Access Horny Memories of Ayush Pujari — II
This works as a standalone but read the first observation here if you’d like! Ayush is pronounced ī-yoosh. This one is written more as in-the-moment experience than later-recounted-memory bc I don’t like writing in past tense <3
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The plan, originally, like originally originally, when the three of them dispersed over the east coast to their respective colleges, was that they’d get together to play AOE2 online every weekend, and it was, of course, adorably naive of them. The plan amended itself more than once as they each began their lives without each other, as the realities of new friends and internships, of hangovers and essay deadlines, dwindled down the frequency to a more sensible, reality-wary, ‘every so often whenever they all had time.’
Caliph promptly got incredibly busy when he transferred to Oregon to start a new major two years late, and any suspicions Ayush and Naveen had about whether or not he was legitimately too busy or just didn’t feel like hanging out were dissolved when Caliph very casually graduated from U of O in two years time with a double major.
In any event, he’s been free again, and remembering how to play. Not quite back on Ayush or Naveen’s level yet, but a capable player.
So it catches Ayush’s attention, how far behind Caliph is, when he glances at the corner of the screen after several minutes to notice Caliph hasn’t even clicked up yet.
“Bhai, how are you still in the dark age, what’s going on?”
“I’m starting off on a terrible foot here,” he laughs. “I’m using my roommate’s computer, snf! and his monitor and keyboard is—honestly his whole desk is—covered in dust, I’m discovering.”
“Oh no!”
Oh… oh fuck. Dust has always made Caliph kinda sniffly but it’s not something Ayush ever really paid much attention before that summer, because it was before he was entertaining any interest in Caliph. Now he finds himself exceptionally interested.
“Yeah yeah, the old ‘my roommate’s desktop is covered in dust’ excuse,” Ayush says, impressing himself with his normalcy.
Caliph laughs and it mingles with an allergic-sounding cough. “Yeah well admittedly I also forgot to put enough villagers on wood production, snff!”
“Classic.”
A couple more agitated sounding sniffles and then an offhanded proclamation, “God I’m probably gonna start sneezing up a storm in a minute here.”
Ayush mentally bluescreens and forgets what he was doing for a moment, as this may in fact be the hottest innocuous sentence he’s ever heard Caliph speak, and it makes every sniffle take on new intrigue worthy of unreasonably rapt attention.
Caliph sniffles through resource gathering and upgrades and jokes and a bit of an argument over whether or not it was very cool of Ayush to go so far as actually walling off a particular cluster of gold mines for his civ alone, and whether or not the rule of capture is a fair argument if divorced from the condition of land ownership, and whether or not it was appropriate for Naveen to then have a couple men-at-arms have a go at said wall.
Meanwhile there seems to be an invisible unspooled thread reaching from Caliph’s agitated sinuses in D.C. all the way to Ayush’s groin in Boston such that every fucking time Caliph sniffles, the thread tightens and they become viscerally connected.
Ayush is not annoyed by Caliph so much as he is by the tension inherent in the constant thread-tightening, but when he does notice something to be annoyed at Caliph about, it’s almost a viable excuse to air the frustration, to direct it somewhere other than his own body.
Caliph is often accused of playing AOE like a pacifist. There’s a certain sentimentality to his play style, in constantly avoiding the loss of any units at any cost. It was just a tendency he had, to shy away from conflict — which is all well and good but not when you’re playing a game whose entire point is victory by conquest.
“Caliph, I hope you know we’re not playing Gandhi style. You do need to actually, you know, build a military.”
“I have one! I just upgraded to knights, snf! thank you very much, snffh!”
“Oh, I guess I didn’t see your stable.”
“Sta-bles, actually, snff! I even have three of them.”
“Oooh well would you look at who learned to stop worrying and love the bomb,” Ayush praises, in lieu of an apology for accusing him of nonviolence.
“In that case could you send some of your knights over here? …Caliph?”
And then… both Ayush’s focus and his frustration fall completely away, ears perking at his favorite sound, which, on this occasion, is a stunningly resonant, borderline melodramatic, somehow mellifluous;
“AYYIIHHHoo!”
Oh?
“Oh,” Naveen laughs.
And bless his goddamn heart, one doesn’t seem to be enough for Caliph. The next two each start off harsh and yet finish with a last syllable that strikes Ayush as an attempted return to a more appropriate speaking volume. Pointedly quiet exhales, exerting meager control over the only part of the equation he is able to modify. It’s almost sort of sweet.
“AIISSSue! Hh! iih���IIHKSSSyue-h! Oh my goodness excuse me,” Caliph laughs. “Yeah here, snf! you can have my whole modest little cavalry.”
Oh my goodness excuse me. Ayush has to literally bite his hand to keep from making noise.
“I don’t need them all, just—well how many do you have?”
“Um, snffh! Lemme… hh… checkhangon—”
A series of fluttery breaths, each beautifully audible and Ayush has turned the volume on his phone all the way up and he knows this but still he presses the volume up button again just in case he can experience this any more. He has six idle villagers right now and he’s stalled on housing and he takes this game seriously but none of it matters at all because Caliph, holy shit.
It’s slightly muffled but not enough to quiet him any, and so emphatic it almost just sounds like he’s shouting, or like the sound is being tugged from him and yanked harder at the apex of a syllable break.
“iihhh’YISSHH-hoo!”
Naveen says, “Gawwwd bless you.”
“Hhwhy thank you.”
Ayush joins into their laughter but truly he’s functioning on autopilot right now and the Byzantine civilization is paying the price.
“Okay but give me your fucking horses already, pony up. Pony me up,” Naveen says.
Caliph chuckles, sniffles a number of times and says, “Alright alright, they’re on their way.”
“Ayush where did you go?”
Fucking nirvana.
“Uhh, fending off a quick skirmish from red,” he lies. “S’all good.”
“Do your parents say bless you?” Naveen asks. “Mine don’t.”
Ayush manages to pipe in, “Nooo, I just apologize.”
“Same here,” Caliph says, imitating a timid, “‘Kshama karen!’”
Naveen adopts a terrified voice and says, “‘Sorry Babaji! Sorry Maaji!’”
Ayush laughs loudest.
“I remember… I don’t recall what grade but it must have only been a year or so after we moved here, one of my teachers enforced it as a politeness thing,” Naveen says. “‘What do we say when someone sneezes?’ And I’m there like ‘I have absolutely no idea.’”
Caliph chuckles. “I like saying it to people, I think it’s nice.”
“It is nice!” Naveen agrees.
“Actually I remember one time my father was sick and I kept saying bless you and he told me to stop, he was like,” — Caliph adopts his father’s voice and accent, both pretty effectively — “‘Bless you bless you bless you, who taught you this??’ And I guess I was feeling defiant because I said ‘America’…”
They laugh as he continues, “And he did not like that.”
And while Caliph’s delivery is amusing, Ayush finds the sentiment itself rather sad, thinking of young Caliph cowering under his father, because he remembers young Caliph cowering under his father.
So he’s saying what he wants to under the guise of sarcasm. “Answering a rhetorical question in good faith, Caliph, you absolute disgrace.”
Caliph laughs, the sound this time devoid of allergy symptoms and yet apparently still capable of dealing Ayush physical consequences. “Could I borrow some stone from one of you, by the way?”
“Yeah here, three hundred pity stone for Persia.”
“Thank you, I’m really struggling hhere…” he says, trailing off for a moment with two barely perceptible, staccato pants but then seeming to fight it off for the time being. “Oi, this dust is taking me down.”
“The entire Persian empire brought to a grinding halt on account of dust.”
“Truly,” he coughs.
“Oh, what happened to your monks by the way? Didn’t you have a few?”
“I think they’re uhh, snf! they were somewhere around here... I’ve misplaced my army,” he sniffles. “Sorry, my eyes are watering so badly right now that I can’t really make out the map, sxff! Tears are like streaming down my face, I’m crying my contacts out.” He laughs, very briefly, and then his breath catches yet again and Ayush makes an involuntary sound and decides to just mute himself for the moment.
And it’s a good thing he does because he can’t be expected not to react when Caliph loses himself enough to get dramatic about it—gasping in a pitchy inhale and then succumbing to a vicious series of sneezes and emphasizing each one more than the last like he could scratch the itch with his voice alone.
“h’JIISSHue! Hh-! JISSHHzue! hihd’IIZSHHyue?! …ZJIIISHHHyiuu!”
Ayush can only stare absently at his own unmoving cursor, hovering over a dropdown menu that he, presumably, clicked for a purpose that now escapes him.
“Bless—”
Caliph’s concluding remark soars into a pitch Ayush didn’t know he was capable of reaching; a dizzied, breathless, “Hhuh-JIIHHOOO!”
Ayush and Naveen duet a heartfelt, “Bless you,” during which Ayush realizes he’s still muted, so he unmutes and says it again.
“Thank you, snfff! Jesus, snf!” he says, sounding truly winded.
“Caliph, buddy…”
Ayush is rarely into nose blowing sight unseen but under the right circumstances he can be and these must be the right circumstances because he feels himself swelling even at the sound, and it’s an effort to keep his voice light as he asks, “Are you okay?”
“Uh huh,” Caliph manages, not terribly convincingly and between furious sniffles.
“Can you breathe?”
He laughs, coughs, says, “Sort of.”
“Caliph is having technical difficulties.”
“Sorry, my nh-hh-nose is-hH? AyyyYIISSHHoo! My nose is staging a mutiny, snffh!”
Ayush wants to say something but gets distracted by Caliph’s current inability to properly enunciate the word mutiny, because that sounded much closer to ‘butiny’ and it’s doing things to him.
“Bless you, damn,” Naveen says.
“Oh my goodness, snff! I’m not sure if h! if I-hH! HHAIYYYSSHHHOO!”
A strangled struggle of a sneeze that sounds like it catches in several consecutive places along Caliph’s throat, and desire crashes so hard over Ayush that he has to close his eyes for a moment. God, he’d literally awoken yesterday morning with his toes tangled in the underwear of a casual hookup without batting an eye and yet here he is rendered nonfunctional by nothing more than a loud series of syllables. A sneeze he didn’t even see.
“Bless you,” Ayush says, a couple seconds late, his tone of voice, perhaps, overly casual to overcompensate for how overexcited certain parts of his body feel at the moment.
“Thank you, wow, snffffh! Okay friends yeah, I’m not sure if I can keep playing like this and I’m of no use to the cause right now, snff! I think I have to get out of this room, snf! unfortunately, snfff! I’m so sorry guys.”
Nooo bhai, please don’t go, he thinks.
“Yeah bhai, go get some fresh air,” he says.
“Seriously, we’ve lost enough good men today.”
He apologizes again. They make plans to try to play next weekend, loosely aim towards a time of day they might all be free. And after some more silly about-to-get-off-the-phone conversation (“Well, GG.” “Not especially. GG dust, maybe.” “Yes, good game, dust.”), Caliph bids them a sniffly goodbye. Then he surrenders, officially, and the little message flashes across the screen.
‘HowNowCalChow has resigned’
“RIP Caliph,” Naveen says.
Ayush, nearly bloated with lust and feeling absurd, looks over his neglected economy in the wake of what just went down. An invading band of red’s knights have taken his lapse as opportunity and are currently burning several of his farms, but for a few more seconds, all Ayush can do is grin to himself like an idiot.
#mongoose writes sometimes#Cal#Cal/Ayush#Cal’s screenname implies a mispronunciation of his surname which jsyk is actually pronounced like CHA-du’ree#this was disregarded by Cal for the sake of the rhyme#It occurs to me I’ve mentioned Naveen’s name in literally *three* other fics and yet never introduced him#here he is now though! He’s a sweetheart#Naveen’s screenname is betaji and I’ve taken to calling the trio#the betajis#which I can explain if necessary#I play this game with my brothers and I just feel like Cal & Ayush & Naveen would play it#despite the fact that I’ve logged at least 100 hours on AOE I am personally not very good at it#But the betajis are so I had approx a dozen tabs of the wiki open as I wrote this#So I could think about things that of course do not come up in a snzfic#fucked up the timeline by a year and had to change wording here lol#Cal as Caliph#Ayush#Naveen
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#personal#my brother has been writing online for a couple of years now and recently he started doing commissions#one of the commission has a gay story to it and it always made me go ??? like you someone who is openly homophobic writing for a woman who#specifically asked to include lesbian text as the moving reason for what's happening? and ofc bc I can never keep my mouth shut#today I was like (how are you writing this? for someone who says he doesn't believe /gay/ ppl have a right but not minding their money?)#his answer was (it's not im writing anything explicit...) then he back tracked and was like (ill tell you what dad always says two women#together can't be gay) and when I told him ok but as a homophobe (there is no such thing as homophobia don't fall me that to say homophobia#is like saying you are backwards and an idiot I am neither are you also not []) I feel dumb lmao#what else did I expect? why would I go and ask him that? isn't the answer clear enough? what's even more fucked imo is the commission comes#from one of his online friends? she is paying him 100+ dollars to write this and ok his writing is good but like he must not show her that#side of him and he has been writing so many chapters already it's cheap it's disgusting I shouldn't have said anything#at least from his words he must have forgot me stupidly kind of coming out at some point or is electing to ignore it fuck
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please do not read the tags i am being insane at 10pm on a sunday night
#thinking. perhaps even thoughting. thunking.#<- new tag because i am Insane#anyways shipping disease is real etc etc but. i love luke hughes because i also love brandt clarke#and i want to put them together like two barbie dolls !!!#listen LISTEN luke/brandt is like me and two other people in the fucking boat but it's such a good one#it's also completely made up in my head but. well. look.#luke/brandt is the only appealing hughes ship to me! i dont know why!#quinn/elias does not do anything 2 me (quinn/elias/brock DOES but also not a. ccanucks fan)#no jack ship inspires me Enough but he and nico are kind of cute?#but luke and brandt bitch4bitch... oh that's good stuff right there mhmm 100%#it's just. it's the way luke is such a peculiar and funky little guy like of course#he had to go... not fall in love but something to the left and darker than that with the boy he used to beat up during ministicks#also hilarious how they're both dmen! opposite sides too! wow you could put them togeth-[gets shot]#i think soecifically the idea of examining luke and his little guy bitch vibes via brandt i#who is also little guy bitch and them being narrative foils 2 each other when they are Not the same person its like WOW!!!#i want to write (no i dont i want to read actually) about luke and his tenacity when confronted with a bite that's just as bad as his#luke and his youngest brother weight of expectations successful brother vs brandt being the best clarke at hockey in his family#they're around the same point imo in their development curve and its going to be SUCH a battle i know#because they play similar games#and i think brandt heightens luke's competitiveness! and his competitiveness is part of what makes him- HIM!#in conclusion i am going to watch lak vs njd even though i do not like any of these teams in the slightest!
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people who have no ambition scare me. and I don’t mean “you don’t want to be a millionaire and own three companies and be a real estate mogul oh my god get away from me how dare you”
I mean you don’t want to do anything to make your future self happy and comfortable? you don’t want to study? fine studying isn’t for everyone. you don’t want to work in corporate or retail or in a “job space”? fine that isn’t for everyone.
but you don’t even want to find something to do? no come on. not volunteer? fund yourself to travel? literally just own an apartment or a house some day? take up an activity just to see if you like it? cook and or bake because how good are you at it really? start painting and see what mess you can make?
you love animals but you hate to study? maybe try volunteering at an animal shelter and seeing what connections you can make. I don’t know bro why don’t you want to make yourself fall in love with doing stuff?
like capitalism is awful and the need to have money to do anything is completely overwhelming but the fact that you don’t WANT to do anything? that’s terrifying.
#sorry I’m just ranting#please ignore this I really am not trying to make anyone feel bad!#this espeiclaly doesn’t apply to neurodivergenr and disabled people who are fighting a million battles every day that no one else can see#I really am just#I have a friend….person I know🤕…… who doesn’t want to do anything#and it’s like???????#like I want to keep furthering my education#my brother wants to play soccer so he works fucking hard at it#my dad who didn’t get a college degree has done a million different certifications for his field so he’s always on top of things#he hates to study but he wanted to be good and compete et at his job#I’m not saying force yourself to do what you hate in order to start doing something you love#im just saying find something you love or can tolerate at least and just try to get into it ?#am I being rude and awful ?#ugh I don’t know! I feel so unempthatic and mean when I say things like this#because I’m like ‘ciara you don’t know what battles people are facing so stop telling them what to do’#but I honestly don’t mean this in a ‘everyone should want to work and attempt wealth gain’ kind of way#I mean this in a ‘you have to find something you like to do and learn to do it so that you can give your futures self that joy & security’#fndjlaldpndlwkdmqlqjw just ignore me I’m fine I’m cool I’m fine#ciara’s convos#ciara’s therapist corner
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A Tadashi Headcanon!
It's probably just me BUT I'd say that Tadashi is the type to become a completely different person when he's COMPLETELY sure that no one he knows is watching him.
Not in a bad sense but more on the sense he starts to act his age and acts a lot more impulsive.
Ya know...like a young college student?
Like my guy passes by the park and knows he could never do a complete 360 degree spin on the swings but like "What if I can?"
Then he comes home and have to tell his aunt that "no I didn't get mugged okay I just slipped and fell" to cover up his tracks.
This dude probably learned several languages just to voice act his favorite anime characters back when he was 13 and that's how he programmed Baymax with several language options and he will never admit what he had done to learn them.
Also, I could clearly imagine that he would create little mini-robot projects that was inspired by different things he has seen.
He definitely created sum monstrosities that was 100 percent inspired by different types of medias, just imagine seeing him build a Shiteyan'yo robot to terrorise people.
Like just imagine the possibilities.
#I have a lot of displaced hatred for HCs that built his personality around his little brother#It's a huge part of who he is ik BUT don't yall think it's so shallow? Not in the sense yall just there to simp for him no no noooo#But like below being a big brother just who the actual fuck is he? That's MY personal opinion and it's so fucking sad he's always a crutch#He gives off I Am Forced To Grow Up To Raise My Kid Brother When I Am Also A Kid vibe ya know?#Idk why I just wanted something else other than him being placed on such a high pedestal#Then again he is a confirmed Disney Prince so that's all I'm gonna get now will I?#Tadashi Hamada#Bh6#It's sad he tries to be a good role model when the one he tries to be a influence for fucking got him into a holding cell lol#He's such a sweetie and this is the thanks he get? Screw canon I'm bringing him back whether yall want to or not#HE'S FUCKING FLAWLESS BUT IT'S GIVING ME NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT LIKE WHAT THE HELL#GIVE MY MAN A CRIPPLING ANIME ADDICTION THAT'S PROBABLY HOW HE BECAME FRIENDS WITH FRED#GIVE MY MAN SOMETHING ATLEAST I WANT HIM TO BE MORE INTERESTING OTHER THAN BEING SOME KIND OF GOLDEN CHILD#Give my man quirks dammit and not the being a selfless dunce that's too good for this works type of shit#Big Hero 6#My man deifntiely got demons inside him and I wanna find out
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YES I just binged all of scoob and shag YES I cried at least once YES I am baffled
#random thoughts#IT'S NOT EVEN THAT GOOD!!!!!!!#scoob and shag#like YES it is good NO i should not be brought to fucking TEARS over SHAGGY'S TREMULOUS RELATIONSHIP WITH THE SCOOBSTER#just... shaggy trying to redefine himself as a person in spite of his loss of memory#deedee crying over her brother's death...#just. INSPECTOR GADGET'S WHOLE DEAL.#this shit is aaaa i am vibrating
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"Though I'm a geyser
Feel it bubbling from below
Hear it call, hear it call
Hear it call to me
Constantly
And hear the harmony
Only when it's harming me
It's not real, it's not real
It's not real enough"
#toby is the proxy holder of my anger for my father#toby is my metaphorical older brother so thank you to toby for that#(canon toby is like the same age as me though but idc)#listening to geyser while immensely frustrated and then at The Good Part toby just starts flashing through my mind#bro knew it was his time#(me talking about toby as though he is a sentient person with free will even though he is in fact a figment of my imagination created to#cope with all my mental illnesses)#the other day i was thinking about toby#and i was thinking about the fact that my book is probably going to be banned in so many schools because its about fags kissing#(me watering my own damn book down to the romance subplot)#(its a queer romance novel but its also so much more than that)#but anyways#i was thinking about how fucking funny it would be if someone broke the wall and told canon toby that he is in fact a character in a book#and the book is banned#because he couldnt keep his hands off his twink best friend#madisons not really a twink though#hell he probably qualifies as a bear#because hes not skinny#so he cant be an otter or a twink#because theres not a chance in hell that man shaves come on hes too busy foraging for all that#madison and his twink bf toby 💀💀💀#because toby is absolutely a twink#i cant believe im subjecting my ocs to this treatment#assigning them gay subtypes#this is wild#i guess thats my job as an author#i forgot what i was even upset about!#jk i didnt.#but my dog is so so cute and shes next to me and im gonna call my gf tonight and not fall asleep immediately#so that will be good I RAN OUT OF TAGS THIS IS MY FINAL TAG GOODBYE BUT KNOW THAT I AM ANGRY. KNOW THAT MY RAGE IS OVERFLOWING
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I'm going to be like a baby whose dad shaves off their beard and I no longer recognize them and burst out crying at the Henry for Thor's brother Geralt switch.
#personal tag#i don't have object permanence on a good day guys#and I just very much love henry#i also cannot for the life of me remember the other actor's name#I know he's thor's brother and mile's ex and like fucking gale#but like...oh fuck the only reason i just remembered his name is liam as i type this is because of willie#muse from drawfee#this is where i am on my internet stage of life
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