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nahoney22 · 10 months

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Hello! I happened to finish reading your touch starved fics and it was phenomenal beyond words! ♥︎ If it's not too much trouble, I had seen your requests open and wanted to request a scenario if you're interested, if not, please don't feel pressured to act on this request :)

I had a small thought for a more platonic dynamic between the reader (fem or GN) towards all the batchers in the beginning. The reader sets boundaries for themselves to not fall for any of the boys with the thought of it being a distraction. Then their heart just goes DOKI DOKI whilst they unknowingly begin pining for one of the batchers (may be any of the boys of your choosing). It may be angsty, fluffy, or even bittsweet it aches the heart, whatever you choose I'll be rooting for you! Best wishes! ✌️💕

That Feeling

All Bad Batch Boys X F!Reader (but can probably be read as GN)

warnings: Echo’s, Hunters and Wreckers are mainly fluff, crosshair and techs are a little angsty. Brief mention of Order 66.

authors note: I know you said I could pick whoever but why not ALL? Sorry for the wait 💜 and thank you for the kind words.

Like you did with all of them, you closed yourself off to the Bad Batch in regards to intimate feelings. But, the more you grew to know them, the more of a challenge it became. Especially with…

Echo

Echo had always been the person you could talk to about anything without feeling judged. Despite his occasional gloomy demeanor, he exuded a calming aura that drew you towards him.

However, it became an issue on one particular day. After trudging through the snowy mountains of Hoth with Hunter and Crosshair, you returned to the ship. From a distance, you spotted Echo standing outside, and the mere sight of him warmed you despite the freezing cold.

As everyone prepared to board, you were the last to step onto the gangplank. Just as you set foot on the icy steps, Echo reached out his hand, cautioning you, "Careful, it's a little icy." Your eyes glanced at the shimmering surface before meeting his gaze, and gratefully, you accepted his hand.

In that moment, your heart nearly leapt out of your chest. It was an innocent gesture, but the touch of his hand on yours, even with thick gloves on, was tender and cautious as he guided you up the steps. It even sent a wave of panic through you. The intensity of your reaction caught you off guard. This could not be happening… you swore you wouldn’t get attached.

Once inside the ship, you couldn't help but notice that he allowed his hand to linger on yours for a moment longer than necessary before finally releasing it. With a smile and a nod, he advised you to warm up before making his way towards the cockpit.

Oh dear, something had shifted within you. The impact of that simple touch alone lingered in your mind for the next few days.

Hunter

You found yourself staring intently, almost transfixed. It wasn't until Hunter turned in your direction, flashing a warm smile and even offering a casual wave that you snapped out of your trance. Your face flushed as you quickly, though not so discreetly, pretended to be engrossed in something else, desperately avoiding the fact that you had been openly staring at Hunter while he trained.

Shirtless.

You were well aware of his attractiveness—no, you knew he was attractive—but it wasn't until now, witnessing his muscles straining against his skin as he moved through different positions, that your heart started racing.

He was your friend, for crying out loud! Yet, here you were, pretending to read a holobook while secretly yearning for him. Your heart raced, threatening to escape your chest, while his smile nearly caused it to stop altogether.

"Pull yourself together," you muttered quietly, cursing your own internal turmoil. Nevertheless, you couldn't help but view him differently from that moment on. He had captured your heart, and there was no denying it.

Wrecker

“Hey, I got ya something.”

You looked up to the sound of Wrecker’s voice as he approached you and sure enough, he had both hands full of what seemed to be a delicious delicacy on this backwater planet.

Wrecker usually got you something when you guys travelled around and the more he did it, the more your heart started to beat a little quicker in his company. At first you thought it was simply a friendly thing - a nice gesture from a friend - but you had noticed he didn’t do it for his brothers and only sometimes for Omega. It actually made you feel quite special.

Truthfully you were unsure of the reasonings behind his gestures but a part of you started to hope that it was more than just a friendly thing.

“Are ya gonna take it?” He spoke and you blush hard as you realised you had just been sat starting up at him with the dreamiest stare: because after all, he was very easy on the eye too.

“Oh, thanks.” You smile, taking the food from him and watch as he happily struts off leaving you a little confused to what your feelings now were.

Tech

You didn’t mean for it to happen, you didn’t mean to get so attached that your heart sped up a little bit more every time you were in his proximity but it did.

Tech had always been a good friend, always someone who had to have a say in something even if it didn’t involve him but always someone who gave sound advice. Over time, you became closer until you started to feel that fluttering in your chest whenever he looked your way.

You knew that feeling all too well and so you decided to distance yourself just a tad, swearing to not get too attached but it was far too late.

Your feelings grew and you harboured a strong longing for him but when you saw him with Phee, your heart shattered just a tad. At first you had just thought it was a one-sided attraction but then you saw the way he smiled at her. Heartfelt and warm.

You just knew that he would never smile at you the same way.

So, with every strength you could muster up you sat back, and kept your feelings locked in tight. He deserves to be happy.

Crosshair

It was too late.

Too late to say how much he meant to you and how much you wanted to be with him.

After reprimanding yourself for feeling a type of way towards the Marksman, you couldn’t hold it in anymore and you had to tell him how he made you feel, how your heart raced when he showed you his cocky smile or simple kindness of telling you ‘good job’ after a mission. You didn’t want to get distracted by him, always wanting to remain professional but he was impossible to resist.

But that day on Kaller brought everything to a halt. He was cold towards you, something he never was. Well, in a sense.

But when the Order came through it was like something shifted within him entirely. With his brothers refusing the order, going against him, you felt like the day would end in heartbreak. And it did.

He shot at you. A man who you saw as a colleague, a friend, and perhaps a lover shot at you.

You begged him to stop, to put down his weapon but he didn’t.

It was too late to tell him you loved him, and too late to save him.

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leighsartworks216 · 1 year

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Biological Malfunctions

Data x AFAB!reader

I rewrote this and then did not proofread it so have fun!!

Warnings: THIS IS A PERIOD FIC. THERE IS TALK ABOUT MENSTRUATION. PLEASE DON'T READ IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. Reader is described as having a uterus, but no other explicit descriptions of their gender is made. Can be read as platonic or romantic (like, the beginnings of a crush)

Word Count: 2003

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Data entered his room as he had over a thousand times before. He stepped in, making sure Spot was not by the door waiting to rush out and scamper down the hallways, and- He stopped in the middle of the room, hardly two steps in the door. Something was different. The lights were dimmed.

Data only changed the light setting in his room during Alpha shift, a ship-wide nighttime when he was usually put in charge of the Bridge, as he did not require sleep like the others. By doing so, he simulated a day/night cycle for his beloved feline friend. However, Alpha shift would not start until approximately 2 hours, 37 minutes, and 15 seconds. Also unusual, the lights were dimmed to 20%, a setting he himself never used.

Now the question was why?

Truth be told, he was momentarily titillated by this mystery. He considered, briefly, donning his Sherlock Holmes outfit to investigate. Alas, the mystery did not last long enough for a costume change.

“Data?” a voice called from the bed-area of his quarters. “Are you back?”

The android followed the voice, as did Spot, to a figure curled under his Starfleet regulation blankets. The fabric shifted, and a face peeked out from the edge, squinting up at him. He recognized the voice, but seeing the face it belonged to absolutely confirmed it.

“Lieutenant Y/N, I did not expect to find you in my quarters.”

“Sorry,” you yawned. The blankets were warm, and clean from lack of use. They drew you in deeper, coaxing you into curling further within the cascades of fabric, warm and safe. Spot climbed on top of you and began lovingly making biscuits into your side. Data was briefly fascinated by the strange exhibition of behavior. “I needed to see Spot,” you admitted. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. Your presence was unexpected, but you are always welcome here.” He met your tired little smile with a sort of grin of his own. “May I ask why you needed to see Spot? Has she done something wrong?”

You chuckled airily at the question. “No, she’s a good kitty.”

Data nodded, agreeing without hesitation, as the cat in question snuggled into a ball atop you and began purring contently.

In a softer, less comfortable tone than before, you murmured, “I needed the comfort.”

“Comfort?”

“Mhm. I’m…” A deep-rooted tree of shame ached in your chest at the thought of confessing your problems. You couldn’t help it, really. All your life since middle school, the biological issues - whether physical, mental, or emotional - you faced were heavily enforced as your problems. Even further, the most enforced rule of all was to never disclose them to men.

You would think, in the 24th century, these silly little laws of society would die.

When you did not respond after a moment (approximately 37 seconds), he understood that you may not wish to tell him. A prolonged silence in humans often reflected a sense of unease or discomfort, especially relating to conversation topics they were uncomfortable with. Your voice stopped him before he could retreat back to his computer.

The branch squeezing around your heart, pumping guilt through every channel of your body, won out over all.

“I’m going through some, uh, biological malfunctions.”

Data’s eyebrows raised, surprised by this new information. He kneeled down, positioning himself in a better position to speak with you face-to-face. “If you are feeling unwell, I suggest going to sickbay for an examination. Doctor Crusher is well-suited to a wide variety of biological issues. If you would prefer, I could ask her to visit you here.”

You nearly startled at the suggestion, speaking in a rush. “No, no, no, no. Really, Data, I’m okay. I just have to wait it out. I’ll be fine by the time you go back on shift, and then I’ll be out of your hair, promise.”

Confusion replaced his surprise. You seemed to panic at the subject of Doctor Crusher, yet you have shown no previous signs of anxiety relating to anything medical. Not to mention your strange phrase. “Lieutenant, you are not in my hair.” You found yourself relaxing once again as he rambled on about the logistics of being in his hair, a small smile finding your face once more. “A single hair is roughly 80,000 to 100,000 nanometers wide, while the average adult male is approximately 2 billion nanometers tall. To fit in my hair, you would need to shrink down to 25 times the size you are now. Alternatively, you would need to increase the size of a hair by 25 times in order to fit inside it at the height you currently stand.”

His sweet naivety reminded you of how you so easily fell into a friendship with the android. You could discuss niche topics in varying detail for hours on end and never get tired. He helped you feel like you belonged when you were just an ensign, fresh from the Academy and unsure in every step. Even now, without even trying, he grounded you and gently pushed away all of your anxieties.

Only once he was finished did you speak. “It’s an expression, Data. It just means that I won’t be in your space, or causing you any problems.”

His head tilted, cataloging the new phrase within an ever-growing list of human figures of speech. “Ah, I see. You are not ‘in my hair’, Lieutenant. If you would like, you are welcome to stay once I leave for Alpha shift. I do not mind.”

“I appreciate it.” You breathed in deeply, closing your eyes to revel in the dim light, surrounded by your best friend and his cat. The quiet sound of machinery beeping and Spot purring made it feel like home. This was not your room. “But I really should get back.”

“Would you like me to escort you to your quarters?”

You hummed, considering. “Maybe.” Data’s bed was unused, soft, and clean. It was much nicer than yours, which had a pronounced divot in the mattress after sleeping in it so long. But, you reminded yourself, you had barged into his room and made yourself comfortable in his bed, without any form of permission to be had. You were trespassing, despite Data’s all-too-welcoming attitude. Still… He was giving you a chance to stay for a bit longer. “I don’t want to take advantage of your hospitality,” you opened your eyes to study his pale face, “but I don’t really want to leave right now.”

“No advantage taken. I even find your presence quite…” he paused to ensure he had the right word, “enjoyable.”

You smiled gratefully at the android. Now, more at ease than ever, your eyes slid shut and you welcomed the exhaustion that tickled the back of your mind. You pulled the blankets slightly to tuck them snugly under your chin, and even curled the blanket around your feet, effectively trapping in the warm air and sealing out the colder air beyond your cocoon.

Data watched your actions with interest. He wasn’t exactly privy to how humans slept, nor did he find the topic as fascinating as sneezing or hiccuping. The act of sleeping itself, that it. Dreams were another topic entirely. Now, though, as he watched you curl into a fetal ball, nuzzling your nose into his pillow, he wondered why he had not been interested before. For a brief moment, you curled in tighter, holding your breath. A grimace twisted your features. And then you breathed out slowly, uncurling a little.

“Lieutenant,” he pried, continuing even when you did not look at him, “your actions suggest you are in some form of discomfort. If you tell me what your symptoms are, I can look up methods to ease them.”

The branch of guilt and shame coiled like a snack around your heart once more. It was illogical to be ashamed, especially when you were talking to Data who would never be offended by anything as natural as bodily functions. The years and years of having your femininity shamed only brought you anxiety and a vague feeling of nausea. He wouldn’t care. He wouldn’t be disgusted.

“I’m menstruating.” For such a small admission, you wanted to crawl within yourself and die surrounded by your shame. You kept your eyes firmly shut, pressing your face into the pillow, in hopes that, perhaps, this was all just a dream. “I’m just having really bad cramps right now.”

His head tilted, though you refused to open your eyes and see it. “Am I correct in thinking that you are uncomfortable with this topic?”

You huffed a strained laugh. “Yeah, you’re right.”

“Menstruation is a natural occurrence among biologically female humans. I do not understand your discomfort.”

“It’s just… not really something humans are comfortable talking about, especially in mixed company.” Before he could ask your meaning, you added, “With males. Biological functions make people uncomfortable.”

His eyes lit up. “Fascinating.” He opened his mouth, ready to ask more questions about why, but stopped himself as you curled up tight once more. Right, he said he would help with your symptoms.

“There are a wide variety of methods said to reduce menstrual cramping. Methods include holding a heat compress to your lower abdomen, taking a hot bath, eating anti-inflammatory foods such as berries, tomatoes, pineapple, almonds, walnuts and salmon, or holistic treatments such as acupuncture or acupressure. Other methods such as exercise or abdominal massages are also said to relieve discomfort.”

You huffed out a frustrated breath, body curling in on itself as a second wave of pain ripped through your body. You curled in as tight as you possibly could, and yet the pain stayed. Your constant movement disturbed Spot, who finally had enough of laying on top of you, and jumped down. Data followed her movements as she found another, solitary, surface to sleep on.

As the wave ebbed away, it left behind aggravation and irritated tears that pricked at the corners of your eyes. You didn’t want food, you didn’t want to move, and you definitely didn’t want to get poked or prodded. You just wanted the pain to end. Spot had been acting as a sort of heated compress before, one that purred and had soft fur. Now, though, you had nothing to help.

Unless…

“Are you doing anything important right now?”

Data was confused by the odd question. It was entirely subjective. “I am kneeling here, talking to you. Is that not important?”

You may have been touched by the simple sweetness of his words, in the naivety he carried to find something as simple as talking to you important in the over-simplified, highly-literal way he saw the world, if you weren’t busy scrubbing the wetness from your eyes and gathering every ounce of dignity you had left. “Will you cuddle with me?”

“Inquiry: ‘cuddle’?”

“Just… lay with me and hold me?”

Data, confused but willing, nodded. As he got up from the floor, you scooted to make more room for him on the bed, while at the same time opening up your cocoon for him. In smooth, albeit unsure, motions, he joined you in the bed. Laying on his back, you threw the covers over him and helped to guide him in a rough lesson to cuddling. With no resistance, you were able to pick up his arm and wrap it around you as you settled down into the nook it created. He watched as you pressed yourself against his side and rested your cheek on his chest. You were close enough to hear the soft whirring of his inner mechanisms.

“Is this cuddling?”

Your cheek shifted against his uniform as you nodded. You appeared more at ease now. He… enjoyed seeing you like this.

“Yes, Data, this is cuddling.” After a brief moment of hesitation, you found his hand resting loosely behind you and guided it to rest over your waist. And as everything stilled, you were finally at peace.

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catacamacat · 2 months

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Finally some original character content

Okay…

I was not prepared for this shit.

I gotta tell ya something before showing my oc trash… sketchbooks idk

I just found my old sketchbooks in the dephs of my wardrobe to show some things… and I thought I remembered everything I drew in there, well long story short, I did not.

I’ll just say that I literally cried while looking through them, and equally because i thought it was cute and beautiful and the cringest thing I’ve ever seen yk? Maybe it has also just been the memories and flash backs that came back to me at once •.•

So this are a few of my ocs, I can’t show you all of them because of multiple reasons ^^ (they are fucking ugly and I don’t want to)

And some more infodump: (You don`t have to read it, but do it if you want to)

- There is a whole story build around them, but sadly I forgot much of it and have to fill the gaps and plot holes again in all the notebooks i have skribbled the story in. (After I found them)

- Fyi, they cuddle a LOT (platonically) I think I can still remember that I wanted to use them to give me the feeling that cuddles and showing affection are cute and should be allowed (I don’t know how to say it differently, I know it’s allowed yk) without a romantic relationship or something idk wtf —w— (my two friends strongly disagree)

- In these pictures are only two of my characters, but as far as I remember there are five „main“ characters and a lot of side and backround characters. Just for you to know. The blonde boy (he has a name) is only the fourth one I designed, but he is definitely one of my favorites ^^ (The grey- haired guy is the first one and the first picture is also the first page with him. So that‘s where I designed him and his birthday is also the day I created him, so september 8th) (then there’s the pink- haired dude… he’s the second one, I can’t tell ya more ^^)

- This is actually only the second „universe“ I created, theres another one that is more of a science fiction story with.. planets and space ships and all this bullshit (i love this bullshit just for you to know) if you know what I mean. Maybe you‘ll get to see it, but I don‘t really have good drawings of it. Also I‘m currently working on anoter „universe“ (sorry I don‘t know how else to call it) with vampires and stuff… so eventually you‘ll see more of that.

- If you’re interested in knowing more about them… idk then either let me know or wait until I post more in… years or so ;)

!!!Please keep in mind that these drawings are about 2 years old… idk why it‘s important but it feels like it and please keep it in mind!!!

I will redraw some of them ig, all my hyperfixation about these dudes came back to me today yk…

Anyway, enough talking, more is under the cut

#oc #art #my oc art #ocs #oc art #my ocs #oc artwork #oc artist #sketchbook #original character #original art #own character #character art #character design #my characters #original characters #original charater art #vampire

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maudiemoods · 11 months

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Hello! It's me Shadzy, The one who drew your stardust sun and moon being sweetsy, I just was reading in your "ren wont shut up" tag and I'm like 2 days late! But I just want you to know I read that you've mentioned they weren't brothers + that you were okay with them being shipped together! I really love Sun and Moon being in a queer platonic relationship! (I always draw them holding hands/hugging/kissing vgdhska) Sorry ta be a factor in that mess! I hope you're feeling better about it, I don't really understand the hate it causes some folks. Would you want me to start tagging it without the "au" at the end?

You don't need to apologize jsnsksjd I should have mentioned it from the beginning and it was going to come out eventually! I would rather it happen now instead of later :D! Also, I reeeaaallly love your art and I love how you draw them so much 🥹 ainsjanzkajs

Me personally, I'm a big fan of their queer platonic relationships too djnejs that or them just being really close friends.

As for tagging, I don't really mind! It can be tagged as an au! Mostly because it was extremely inspired by the game designs!

#the storyline has nothing to do with the game and the designs hardly even look close to the originals BUT #i wont forget my orgins djmskdksms #i love fnaf sun and moon and the person who made their designs really inspired me #so it can remain connected even if i eventually want to actually do something with it #i wonder if i can pitch this to a cartoon channel hmmmnmnmmn #obviously its not developed enough though jdjdndndnjs #anyway i think im thinking about it too much #ren won't shut up

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pigdemonart · 2 years

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Answering your questions and comments! Pt2

This is for most of the anon questions I got!

I actually haven’t considered that! Part of me wanted to say accents aren’t a thing in Unova, but then I remembered the infamous nugget bros...and their catchphrase “nuggetabout it!” It just makes me wish every single character in Unova was heavily accented in all variations. But to answer the question, I haven’t given it any thought at all so I can’t say!

I’ve answered this before I think? But my point remains the same. My art of them features them exclusively in a platonic way! However, I don’t mind the ships, and I don’t mind people seeing it in such a way. I get comments all the time where people joke about “Elesa and her two malethings + her gf Skyla” Hell even I joke about it sometimes. But it’s all in good fun.

I love all this Ramses love. He IS the best and you’re both 100% correct!!

wags finger. this is inappropriate behavior.

I don’t have a discord server (don’t plan to make one) but I share a space with my partner in their vtuber server! It’s a place where we share our work, promote ourselves and others, and chat a lot about fandom stuff. If you’re interested in joining, send me a DM!

OUghguUGHhh thank youuu.

OKAY. I’ll be cynical for a second: From what I’ve noticed (this is a small observation, not a factoid) I think a lot of submas fans are new to Pokemon…so are maybe not used to gamefreak being huge disappointments yet. 😩 in my experience, they tend to drop lore or plot points and then ignore them for years.

I have no expectations for the sake of not getting my hopes up for nothing. ;-; though, it would be wonderful considering the themes. Even a subtle nod would make the submas tag trend on twitter without a doubt LOL

Wuahh…thank youuu…i love drawing… LOVE !!

EEEEE! I haven’t had the chance to draw up more big gay unovan family stuff yet, but Im glad its enjoyable to other gen 5 lovers. I do love imagining all region characters knowing each other in some way. 🥰 everyone has differing opinions on ingo and emmet but they can agree unanimously they are little weirdos.

;-;)9 its what im here for,,,

I have a whole comic script written for it…very emotional…verrrrryyyyy…gestures familyyyyy themed. But ah, we’ll see if I ever get to it!!! Sitting atop my pile of unfinished projects.

AAAAAAaah I super appreciate this!!! You’re so sweet!! Thank you!!

I hope I can keep making you smile.. its a very big motivator… ;w;

YEAAAA GOOD GOOD GOOD. THAT WAS THE INTENTION. THATS CRAZY THAT YOU CAN HEAR IT TOO LOL like obviously its near impossible to make sounds with comics, but I’m glad THAT part got to your brain HAHA!!

Fellow burgh lover i see you, I understand you, and i respect you.

Hahah, I haven’t really given it much thought, but I genuinely believe that three of them are some of the toughest trainers in Unova. I would say they got far enough to reach victory road. The twins’ talent speaks for themselves being battle facility bosses, but Elesa is nothing to sneeze at either. Since i like to HC them as childhood friends, it only feels fitting that Elesa was not only able to keep up with the twins, but probably bested them several times.

Maybe some daaaayyy….i love Adaman’s design (even if wayyy to many of the charcters are wayyy to pale eeergh)

Im always thinkin to myself i need to have comic ideas in order to draw certain characters. But I forget I can just … draw them……without giving them a reason to be. SO maybe someday haha! Im glad you like the way I drew him though lol!

It’s not so much that its canon (don’t believe much has been confirmed about them except they are clown inspired and have receding hairlines) but it’s apparent and obvious. I would dare say it’s not even debatable, but with these sort of headcanons, you have to consider that the people that feel strongly about it are more likely autistic themselves and therefore know more about the subject.

I recommend reading posts by @/1863-project! They go into detail about every detail and honestly it’s allowed me to learn a lot about how to write the characters!

https://1863-project.tumblr.com/post/676301481415262208/ingo-and-emmet-are-both-autistic-and-i-will-die-on

He’d eat his hat, I think.

Any kinda ugly, kinda clashing patterns... Turtle necks, or long coats. Outfits that are different, but still kinda match.

OH eelektross jacket…..

Anything that says transman swag…lmaooo

Im not very fashion forward myself, but I try to have fun with it. And when I draw them, i have unspoken hc for when they dressed themselves or when Elesa had an opinion.

I did draw them doin the based ball once…

But honestly, I don’t particularly think any of them is huge on sports apart from maybe getting excited by extension.

Unless of courss battling considered a sport?

Personally. I don’t think either of them gets mad often. Frustrated, annoyed, and cranky maybe…but all the way angry?

Kind of interesting to think about. I’m unsure if I’d describe it as scary. More so intimidating because it’s so rare to witness!

I’m reminded of how passively Ingo handled Melli’s fuckery…his customer service voice fell back in time with him. It can be attributed to his politeness, but it certainly takes a great level of patience. So yeah, honestly, I think Ingo would never allow anyone to see him completely angry. Similarly for Emmet, even though he does tend to be more expressive.

As of today, my commissions are currently closed!! But i welcome all inquiries!

It feels nice and warm… ;-;

Ah…………that description is so sweet…….thank you!!

Sadly i did picture that twilight scene with edward and bella JNFNDN BUT THE SENTIMENT STILL STANDS.

Tis a very very cute thought!! She’ll adopt some of their train themed phrases..since some of them are technically puns. Heehee..

Indeed. 🐷

THANK YOUUU!!!! AAAAAAA!! Thank you so so much!! Sometimes i worry more about the writing than the art itself, so it means a lot!!

#ask the pig #anon #LOTS OF ANONS

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dustofthedailylife · 1 year

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just out of curiosity since you mentioned you only have a couple of ships, who do you ship in genshin?

*sweats*

Don't mind me as I panic because I'm literally scared of the shipping-side of fandoms in general (I've seen how people talk to each other on twitter when their ships don't align and, oh boy, I want nothing to do with that...) >.<'

But my ships are fairly popular aside from one... I guess? I have three I like. Just to give a specific number. And while I don't read or write ship fanfics, since I prefer x Reader, I do like to look at fanart occasionally.

I'll put them UTC because I assume some people don't want to read that on their timeline since this is primarily an x Reader blog <3

Zhongli x Guizhong

I've shipped them pretty much since I started playing the game in 2021. I got super invested into Zhongli's lore and eventually came across her name. Then I started digging deeper into her lore and theories about her and fell in love with her and the ship.

I suppose this is something of a niche ship? Especially now with the new Lantern Rite where GuiPing seems to have overtaken it. And I've already seen people attacked over shipping GuiLi because of that too on twt now... cause apparently it's homophobic to ship them now? Idk... make it make sense. This is why I usually stay out of this.

2. Cyno x Tighnari

These two... I swear Sumeru has changed me somehow because as I stated in prior asks: I'm usually not into shipping characters so whenever I start liking two characters I have a sort of "denial stage" at first where I'm like "nah, I don't ship them... or maybe... no.... yes?".

And at first I was like "yeah they're best friends, whatever"... then I saw more and more fanart and was like "yeah, you know what, they're kinda cute." and eventually fanart converted me into shipping them. So, good job fanartists - the domestic and cuddly scenarios you put them in made me cave 👌🏻

And lastly...

3. Alhaitham x Kaveh

This one also seems to be quite popular and I basically just got past the above mentioned denial stage, haha! 😂

I have to admit I couldn't stand Kaveh at all at first, he seemed like a handful and I was like "yeah, they'd never get along in a million years, especially not as a couple."

Then I played Haitham's story quest and saw the interaction with Kaveh... then I saw more fanart again. Then [insert denial stage here] and I guess I'm now at the point where I can say, yeah... I like them and I also like Kaveh now... he is just such a kindhearted soul (even if he is a bit eccentric, I suppose).

Good job fanartists, once again 🤝🏻

So yeah, that is all of them.

I want to mention that I am really lost when it comes to shipping terminology and I also don't really want to get involved in all that stuff. It's all a bit too stressful for me.

I do want to draw fanart of these ships but I'm a bit too scared to do so and only drew things that could be interpreted as both ship or platonic (they're posted on my art blog, I'll keep this blog clear of that). Because I've seen how vile shippers get towards other ships at times when they don't like the portrayed one... instead of - you know - ignoring it??? Especially on twt.

And don't get me started on some "rules" people have put up for shipping. Like, just let me have the idea of two fictional characters being all lovey-dovey. If it makes me or anyone else happy, who cares? (as long as it isn't problematic ships ofc...)

I never intend to write ship fanfic however since that is something I also don't enjoy consuming myself. I always preferred self-insert 🤷🏻‍♀️

And lastly, idc if anyone ships these peeps with someone else or doesn't ship them with anyone at all. It's fictional characters and at the end of the day... it ain't that deep (which is why I'll never understand why some people make such a fuss over it...)

#🍁 dust mail #🍁 garden visitor: anon #tw: shipping

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scorchedhearth · 2 years

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wait ok. ok.

so I haven't gotten into any gl fics outside of Kyle (I fully intend to eventually but you know how it be) but I've seen some guykyle stuff goin around and I'm like. intrigued but also unsure about it so I guess this is me finally kicking in the door and going Now, What's All This, Then

idk do you ship them, is it romantic / platonic / both, why do you like them together, the usual questions

(guy is next on my list of GL characters to read and bro I am so excited for that omg)

this will be rather convoluted because i am Tired today but. my main take is that they’re great together so they should be together more. i’m barely making a dent into my to-read list so i won’t cite much canon to you, but from what i’ve read they have a really great chemistry when interacting which is what drew me in

they’re the two really emotional out of the four corpsmen, guy with his anger and love and kyle with his general artist-thing, and they’re both pretty impulsive, that’s a thing they share. they think with their heart before anything else and do what feels right to them, no matter the cost. they work great together, kyle’s more casual attitude in contrast to guy’s over-the-top everything is fun to read, and then there are actual events that solidify them as good pals in my mind, like hanging out when kyle is the only gl and guy is warrior, and then leaving earth together wich is contrasted by other earth lanterns sticking to the planet, and then opening the bar together. and other small things, like kyle sticking to guy’s side and standing by him when guy is the ‘oh god, not him again please get him away from us’ to the guardians and pretty much every lantern who has to interact with him, while kyle is the guardian’s perfect lantern who can do no wrong ever. and then there’s stuff like guy becoming a red lantern out of grief when he learns kyle died (he didn’t really) which is also compelling ngl

they’re fun to read because you’ll get guy going overboard and doing big speech or gesture or whatever then kyle pops up like ‘yeah what he did/say but more actually’ and guy will cheer him on. i don't know if it’s the right term but sometimes it feels like they egg each other on, they feed into each other in a really fun way. they have pretty similar methods and ways of approaching things, they’re shown pretty often thinking along the same lines and getting to the same plans and in general understanding each other and their intentions and being a good pair of lanterns when working together, they’re both highly competent and it’s highlighted when they’re partners for missions, it’s (i think?) always successful

so while i do like reading them as a romantic pair sometimes, i pretty much see them as that kind of soulmate, aka they’re just two half of one thing, they’re good friends and partners and while yes it can be read as romantic, i mostly enjoy them just dicking around space together and playing off of each other

#i hope this make sense? i mostly look at those two and go 'I Just Think They're Neat' on loop lol #asks #scattered-winter

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storyventure · 11 months

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#STORYVENTURE —— an independent multimuse blog with muses from various games , animanga , webcomics , and animated movies and shows currently low-activity due to life.

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CURRENTLY WATCHING

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FULL MUSE LIST & RULES UNDER THE “Read More”

Muse Count: 53

PRIMARY

Adora (Shera)

Entrapta (Shera)

Hordak (Shera)

Horde Prime (Shera)

Amity Blight (The Owl House)

King Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Willow Park (The Owl House)

Vash the Stampede (Trigun Stampede)

Million Knives (Trigun Stampede)

Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler)

Yang Xiao Long (RWBY)

Qrow Branwen (RWBY)

Weiss Schnee (RWBY)

Salem (RWBY)

Roman Torchwick (RWBY)

Adam Taurus (RWBY)

Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars Rebels)

Cal Kestis (Star Wars Fallen Order & Survivor)

Darth Maul (Star Wars Rebels)

Miguel O'Hara (Spider-Verse)

SECONDARY

Drew Anubis (Dislyte)

Triki Loki (Dislyte)

Xiao Yin (Dislyte)

Trevor Sphinx (Dislyte)

Lucifer Morningstar (Obey Me)

Leviathan (Obey Me)

Belphagor (Obey Me)

Diavolo (Obey Me)

Death the Kid (Soul Eater)

Crona (Soul Eater)

TERTIARY (On hiatus, but will write upon request only)

Alucard (Castlevania)

Dracula (Castlevania)

John Morris (Castlevania)

Maru Mori (Blue Period)

Haruka Hashida (Blue Period)

Yatora Yaguchi (Blue Period)

Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

Gus Porter (The Owl House)

Vee Noceda (The Owl House)

Hunter Wittebane (The Owl House)

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Zim (Invader Zim)

Tallest Red (Invader Zim)

Dib (Invader Zim)

Amethyst (Steven Universe)

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Eda Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Lilith Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Hooty (The Owl House)

Legoshi (Beastars)

Louis (Beastars)

Haru (Beastars)

Rezaren Ammosine (Dragon Age: Absolution)

Fairbanks (Dragon Age: Absolution)

Qwydion (Dragon Age: Absolution)

Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler)

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amazing-spiderling · 2 years

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B C E G W

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

I'm only writing this here because the memory is a fond one and it made me laugh really hard at the time (even though for reasons that must be named I don't engage with this media anymore) but in ye olde days I read some books about a boy wizard and his far more interesting professors. I would kind of read... whatever for fanfic and wasn't concerned with otps or specific ships for said professors but one day on LJ I came across a comic (I cannot for the life of me remember the name of the artist) that was "canon vs fanon" versions of the tall broody ex-bad boy professor and it was the funniest shit I had ever seen. It was also professor/no-longer-a-boy wizard and there was just something about the exchange that made me wonder if there was other good fan content for that ship. (There was.) Eventually I drew my own INCREDIBLY stupid comic that was half wizards half fight club parody bc that's how I roll. ANYWAYS let's move on to less problematic topics...

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

Wolverine/Nightcrawler which is WEIRD because it has a lot of the hallmarks of ships I DO like? (Battle damaged fight guy and softer best friend type??? That's my brand!) I don't know what it is, whether it's just that I have "known" these characters so long that it feels like reading fic about my brothers or something else. I do have to say in all the years of comic history, I don't think the comics have *ever* given Kurt a significant other who was a good fit. I thought Meggan was close when I was younger but now I realize that's not really a two way street. (Although this is based on classic Excalibur.) IDK What it is, I think they've just spent too long characterizing Kurt as this... Casanova/Zealot and it's like... either he's dating around or he's so dedicated to a cause it doesn't make sense for him to settle down (I'm a fan of stories where he ends up a priest or some such). Anyways, I'm very happy for Logurt fans and I wish I could get into it because there is some quality work out there!

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

A long time ago I started a series of pictures I drew with my left hand retelling the events of Metal Gear Solid 1, except it was from the perspective of all the dogs that lived on the Alaskan base. Characters were called things like "Crysad Man" and "Angry Yeller" which isn't that different than typical Kojima naming conventions.

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

I certainly have had my OTPs and I'm kind of slow to move on. I can milk a ship for years and years (and I don't think I ever really leave...) I tend to have just one ship for a fandom (versus having a fave character who makes a good fandom bicycle). I remember being kind of flexible in early days (Sailor Moon was great with Tuxedo Kamen but Seiya was also a charmer and so much fun...) I think my first proper OTP was Snake/Otacon from Metal Gear Solid. I was always impressed by my friends who had several favorite pairs with interchangeable members, meanwhile I was like "I like this one" just making my paper doll smooch and deal with trauma.

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

So, I'm not really a fan of hurt no comfort, buttttttt I feel like it can create some compelling pieces (especially if it's in a fanfic that predates the canon events where you know everything shakes out mostly okay). I need the catharsis and I tend to be a "just before bed" reader, so I want to doze off with something that makes my heart happy. To that end, I'm not really here for "Dark!" character AUs, especially if it involves the now evil character hurting the other member of what would normally be my OTP. I don't really get anything out of "Character A kidnaps character B and tortures them for lolz" kinds of story, so this trope is a miss for me.

#thank you for the ask!#this was a nice trip down memory lane

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rystarkov · 2 years

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Jealousy, Jealousy

Hi there! I never make posts and I’ve never written anything before, but I have the strongest urge to write Druig fanfic! So, here you go! This story will be about a girl named Evie who is also an Eternal, with her powers focusing on energy manipulation and also being telekinetic. She is closest with Druig and Thena, but Druig is like her platonic other half. She has been in love with him since the day they met, but he’s only ever had eyes for another. Enjoy!

Ever since the day we arrived, I have loved the planet Earth. The beings on this planet are different than the rest of them and as each day passes, I feel my love and admiration for the human race growing. I’ve seen them fight, kill, and be horrible to one another, but i’ve also seen them love like no other. The way they protect and care for both their young and their old always leaves me in shambles, which Druig never fails to make fun of me for. He says I shouldn’t get attached, yet I always see him breaking up fights whenever he gets the chance.

My name is Evie and I am thousands of years old, yet I still have the impulsive tendencies and looks of a twenty year old. According to Ajak, all of us have been helping planets grow, thrive, and flourish while protecting them from Deviants. I wouldn’t know, as all I can remember is the day that I met Druig.

I remember Ajak’s calm and inviting voice saying,

“It is time. Welcome to Earth.”

I could not remember who I was before this, or what my purpose on this journey could have been, but I could never forget the beautiful yet smug man that stood to my right. I remember looking over and making brief eye contact with him before quickly looking away, as my cheeks began to involuntarily blush.

I did not know who he was or even who I was, yet his allure still drew me in.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I heard Sersi say, unknowingly beginning a love story with Ikaris that would span lifetimes. I briefly forgot about the gorgeous being to my right and ran over to the window, gazing out at the planet before me.

“She sure is.” I turned around, hoping it was the beautiful man that was complimenting me, yet I found that his words had actually been directed towards another, and that they were staring lovingly into each other’s eyes.

Since that day, I have known no peace and I fear I never will. All I know is that I will always come second in Druig’s eyes, no matter how badly or how much I am completely and utterly in love with him.

“You’re staring again.”

I blink and look away, grateful yet annoyed at Thena’s accurate observation, and quickly shift my body in an attempt to pretend to be watching Sersi dancing with the locals.

“I was not! I was zoning out. There’s a difference, Thena.”

Thena rolls her eyes and scoffs, “You know, I’m surprised he doesn’t know already. He can read your mind, in case you’ve forgotten.”

“He can’t read mine, Theen. I remember he tried once when he couldn’t figure out why I was crying that one day, but I blocked him.”

I watch with an unamused look all night, as everyone has the time of their lives and I’m ready to go to sleep. The night passes by and Ajak has rounded us all up again as we head back to the ship to turn in for the evening. I bid everyone goodnight and they don’t blink twice, knowing that we all have had a long day and that I simply must be tired.

I gasp as I shoot up in my bed, beads of sweat dripping down my forehead as I feel my heart beating out of my chest. I had another nightmare, and I groan in frustration over the impeccable timing of it all. I look over at the clock and read, “2:43 AM.”

I get up to grab a glass of water as I quickly realize i’m not sleeping again anytime soon, heading out of my room only to come across Druig and Makkari having a late night conversation in Phastos’s lab.

“Evie! What are you doing up? Is everything okay?”

Makkari signed to me, the usual concerned look in her eyes. Everybody on board knows about my chronic night terrors, yet nobody (not even Ajak) could do anything to silence them.

Druig looked at me with annoyance in his eyes, as I had unintentionally killed whatever mood he had been attempting to set between him and the speedster.

You couldn’t have waited to get a glass of water? You knew I was in here.

I rolled my eyes as I grabbed my water from the fridge, of course I knew. But I would never tell him that.

I’m sorry Dru, I forgot! I’ll be quick, don’t worry! I hope the date is going well, I mean it.

I turned around as I finished my thought, and Druig gave me a soft smile. I knew he wasn’t actually annoyed with me, but the sting of him on a date with somebody who wasn’t me didn’t hurt any less.

“Sorry to bother you both, I’m going to head back to my room. See you in the morning!” I signed to both Makkari and Druig, with Makkari giving me the sweetest smile and the cutest goodnight in sign language.

Druig, however, gave me a pointed look, which I knew meant that we will talk about everything in the morning.

As I walked away, I couldn’t get my mind to quiet down. My mind was racing with anxiety from my nightmare, worries about my disheveled appearance in front of Druig and Makkari, and how I had finally come to the conclusion that I was in love with my best friend.

I practically ran to my room and threw open the door, most likely alerting the others of my distress but in that moment I didn’t care. I was angry, hurt, upset, and experiencing a pain I had never felt before: heartbreak.

Why not me? Why couldn’t he have found me beautiful, charming, adorable, and all of the things he sees in Makkari? We come to each other for everything, yet I will always be “just a friend.”

I want him to hold me while I sleep, I want him to give me forehead kisses and remind me of my beauty everyday, I want him to hold my hand and see me as the light of his life like he is to me. I want to be loved, but instead I’m all alone.

I begin to heave and suddenly my cheeks are soaked with the tears I never let fall until this very moment. I will never forget the way he looked at me when I interrupted the date, and then how he looked at Makkari right after as if she was the Sun and he was planet Earth, happily tied together in harmony.

The objects in my room begin to shake and I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t believe it’s me, as my power is quite simple. I can read minds, nothing more and nothing less. Makkari can run faster than the speed of light, and she looks effortlessly beautiful while doing it. Thena can create any weapon she pleases and win every single battle with ease, Gilgamesh can destroy an enemy with one single punch, Ikaris can shoot energy beams out of his eyes and fly around the entire globe without a second thought, Sersi can connect well with others and transform anything into whatever she wants, Ajak can heal with the slightest touch, Sprite can create allusions with the flick of a wrist, and Kingo can create orbs of energy that will leave an enemy either dead or close to it.

What can I do? Read minds. That’s literally it. When it comes to missions, I mainly stay on the ship. I am good at reading the minds of both humans and Deviants, as I can sense their presence, but Druig can do the same but better. I have no purpose, I am just dead weight to the people I consider my family.

I fall to the ground as the room begins to feel smaller and tighter, with the tears becoming more and more difficult to wipe away as there are too many. There’s wind in the room yet I am not commanding it. I feel a scream begin to bubble up in my throat as the realization of being both unloved and useless hits me like a punch.

Suddenly, I am thrown back against the wall and I let out the most guttural scream I have ever made in my entire existence. I continue screaming as the room fills with a bright blue hue and the side walls of my room are blasted out. I have no idea what is happening or who is doing that, all I know is I need to let my frustration out.

I feel an overwhelming surge of power engulf me and it feels warm, comforting, and familiar, as if this power or ability has been waiting for me to finally embrace whatever I have unknowingly been keeping down.

“Evie! Evie, are you alright? What is going on in there?” I hear Ajak yell throw my door, but I don’t care. I feel good for once, I feel like myself again.

I’m tired of being the girl that is always put last, that is never considered as beautiful or strong or desired. I am tired of Druig not loving me back and having to face that pain over and over again every time I step outside my bedroom walls.

I now know that sitting by and letting the world walk all over me is not the journey that was intended for me.

While my love does not love me, my chaos and my heartbreak do not ruin me. In fact, it was my chaos that made me beautiful.

#druig fic #druig x reader #druig x female reader #druig fanfiction #druig headcanon #eternals #marvel #fanfic #x reader #druig x y/n #druig angst #druig oneshot #comics

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cleumz-moved · 2 years

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𖤐 THIS WASN'T PART OF THE PLAN...

in which your relationship with kokomi is spoiled, and you run off with the crux...

𖤐 characters included - sangonomiya kokomi, gorou, beidou

𖤐 warnings - angst, but the only sad part is my miserable attempt at writing angst lmao

𖤐 note - kokomi ilysm also rushed ending bc im tired

you could understand her decision. i mean, why wouldn't she pick gorou? he was hardworking, resilient, hell, he was her right-hand man.

you shouldn't have gotten your hopes up, should have stayed content with simply being kokomi's friend. i mean, the only interactions you had had were strictly platonic. it was you who had read between the lines and assumed she was being romantic when she opened up about her past, took you stargazing, had you keep her company when she was planning for upcoming battles.

it made you feel disgusting, kokomi had trusted you, and you betrayed her with your feelings.

you couldn't hate gorou, no matter how hard you tried. he was perfect for kokomi, they got along so well.

even if you couldn't hate him, you couldn't help but feel a little piece of yourself chip off when you saw them walking about bourou village holding hands. maybe those pieces were falling all the way to enkanomiya.

the memory of kokomi turning you down was still fresh in your mind, it stung more than the little cuts you got when you were admiring her and not paying any attention to where you were walking. and it hurt so much more, what made it worse was that you had to see them happy together. you made it awkward when you confessed to kokomi and she revealed her secret relationship with gorou, now she didn't seem to want to talk to you. you couldn't really blame her, it was really embarrassing.

your sense of belonging on watatsumi island had long since faded, even though you had grown up there.

your deluded, sad little head was filled with ideas of leaving, running and never coming back. but where would you go? your skills included fishing, and a basic understanding of a sailboat, maybe enough to take you to seirai island, yashori island if you were lucky.

you were meandering around watatsumi, half hidden with some coral-like bushes.

then you saw them. the crux. the alcor. captain beidou. you had only heard about them from kokomi when she was going over her schemes with you.

they seemed friendly, warm, welcoming.

then you were spotted. beidou drew her claymore, and shouted, "who's there? show yourself!" still on edge from the previous battle, it seems. you quickly scampered from the shrubbery, assuring her you meant no harm.

beidou studied you, and seemed to be peering into your very soul. finally she spoke, "you wanna join the crux?" a bit taken aback by her forthrightness you stumbled back. "of course, you'd have to pass a couple tests..." she began mumbling to herself, shaking her from her thoughts you interjected "i would love to. please. if i wouldn't be troubling you of course..." it was beidou's turn interrupt your own mumbling, "great! any skills that could be useful at sea?" "uh, well, i've been fishing since i was really young, and i can sail a sailboat, so i can read the wind and currents pretty well...." "you’re hired!" "wha- really?!" "yeah! let's go break the news to the rest of the crux!"

living out your days on a ship wasn't what you had planned as a kid, but you were happier than ever.

requests for genshin r currently open 𖤐

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My thing has always been why aren't IR fans mad at studio pierrot instead of Kubo? Kubo has always known Ichihime was going to be end game. He never led them on to believe otherwise. It's the studio that jumped the gun giving them filler IR scenes that never existed in the manga because they wrongly assumed IR would be endgame. They have all this anger towards kubo when they should've been pointing their pitch forks studio pierrot's way. Even then if they bothered to read the manga despite pierrot fucking up they still would've seen Ichihime coming a mile away and not been surprised they were endgame. I understand if they didn't like the fact that their ship wasn't endgame. For me sometimes I like canon ships and sometimes I like fanon ones. Depends on the dynamic and how well written the ships are. However in the case of Ichihime even if you didn't like the ship, how you can say it came out of nowhere is mind boggling. The signs were so blatant that even if you had shipping goggles on you still would've noticed it. To say otherwise is the living embodiment of delusional at it's finest.

The crazy thing is that before Bleach ended, IR shippers were like....weirdly affectionate with Kubo??? They would talk to/about him as if they were in on some ~open secret~ with him in regards to him shipping IR. Like if Kubo drew a colorspread featuring Ichigo and Rukia they would worship and praise the fuck out of him like "omg, sensei is SO good to us! We're so spoiled!!! :) He wants their love to be known!" or "oooooh sneaky sensei, look at him drawing all that IR eye-smex ;)" or they would be like "the number one ichiruki shipper is Kubo sensei!!!" and it was just like....??? Why? Because he drew a colorspread featuring his two main characters? Wow, *shocking* Maybe that would actually mean something if Bleach weren't a shounen...y'know...where platonic nakama bonds are featured on the colorspreads the most but okay, sure, w/e.

Like I get that all shipping fandoms do that, we thank the creator when they give us new content for our pairings and stuff but idk dude, some of it just seemed excessive at times I guess?

Some of them even believed some forum post from an IR fan who claimed to have made friends with Kubo at San Diego Comic Con (lmfao) and that he promised her he would "put a little love in for IR" which was just like ??? (here's a screenshot) So obviously, it wasn't that this random forum person was lying, it was that KuBO lied!!! he BETRAYed us!!! he promised us the ichiruki!!!!!

So that's what's so weird to me, it's not even just that the anime led them on, it's that they genuinely believed Kubo was a die-hard IR stan and that Bleach was clearly all about the """IR fated lovers, story of destiny!!!!""

...Even though he said a long time ago that he didn't want to focus on romance. And then in an interview he gave post-bleach he said: “Given that bleach is not a romance manga, the romance is drawn purely as a supplementary component.”

Bleach is not a romance manga....Romance is supplementary....But yeah, his intentions all along were to make bleach a love story between Ichigo and Rukia. Do you see how strange and hilarious this is?

They truly convinced themselves that this man "shipped" IR and wrote Ichigo and Rukia's characters to be ~~destined fated lovers~~ They would ignore the blatant shipteases and ramped up screentime and romantic hints he wrote for IH. They ignored how he starved IR of content for years, left their development stagnant after the arrancar arc, and greatly decreased their screentime together ever since. It was so clear that IR was doomed to remain platonic. Especially when you remember that Kubo literally shut ichiruki down in an official interview, wayyyy back in 2008, when he said, and I quote, "It’s not friendship but it’s not an amorous feeling either…Despite standing in a close position with each other, it is not romance." And there you have it. A flat-out denial. But they ignored him. They wouldn't listen to him. And then they had the audacity to claim he "betrayed" them.

But given the continuous smackdown he handed them in the final arc, I really don't think he gives a shit lmao.

#anti-ichiruki

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concernedbrownbread · 3 years

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Come Home With Me

For @adrienaugust Day 3: Umbrella

Summary:

“Adrien,” Plagg said softly, “It’ll rain soon.”

“Let it.”

His voice was vicious. Desperate.

He wanted to go home. But he really, really didn’t want to go back.

The rain started hitting his face harshly, punishment for his indecision. Adrien wanted to curl up in his bed and cry, but he didn’t want to ever see his too-white, too-big room again.

“Adrien?”

His eyes snapped open, focusing past the blur of water to the person who had spoken.

“Marinette?”

Or, Adrien finds himself alone in the rain, trying to find home, and Marinette lends him her umbrella.

Word Count: 1397

Relationship: Adrien & Marinette (Platonic, but can be interpreted differently), Adrien & Plagg

Warnings: Implied/Refrenced Emotional Abuse

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“You’re gonna catch a cold out here, kit.”

Adrien’s lips pulled into a bittersweet smile, “I think that’s the least of our worries.”

Plagg sighed, hovering just above his shoulder, “At least transform into Chat Noir.”

Adrien shook his head, “You’re tired, and I’m running out of cheese.”

Plagg sighed, and didn’t say, then maybe we should go back.

Adrien’s never going back to that manor. Father could try dragging him kicking and screaming, but he was never going back.

(He had said that before. So many times.)

The wind picked up, the chill of late October stinging against Adrien’s exposed skin. He was underdressed and overwhelmed, with nothing but his school bag and his phone. His calls to Nino and Chloe had both fallen through, the reception bad because of course his luck ran that way. Adrien truly did feel alone.

Alone, but away from that wretched house.

He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the park bench. At least he was free here.

(A terrible, nagging part of his mind that sounded so much like Father told him, you’ll go back eventually, he’s your dad, you’ll forgive him like you always do .

That part of his mind, cold and quiet, called this little stunt for what it was - a childish tantrum.)

Tears stung at his eyes.

“Adrien,” Plagg said softly, “It’ll rain soon.”

“Let it.”

His voice was vicious. Desperate.

He wanted to go home.

Plagg said nothing, finally realising that Adrien was serious about staying out. He settled onto Adrien’s shoulder, a comforting weight. He didn’t try to talk Adrien out of this stupid bit of rebellion, but he didn’t encourage him either.

Plagg always gave him space to figure things out for himself.

He appreciated that, but after a life of being told what to do, Adrien wasn’t sure how to figure things out.

The first droplets of rain are kind, a gentle warning. Adrien refused to budge. His heart hammered against his ribs, a steady rhythm that only picked up with the downpour.

Go back, Adrien tried to tell himself. Back to the manor, where it was cold but at least not drenched. Back to Father, who would hug him and say never leave me and it would be more suffocating than comforting. Back to his life, as Adrien Agreste, the perfect little model.

But he really, really didn’t want to go back.

The rain started hitting his face harshly, punishment for his indecision. Adrien wanted to curl up in his bed and cry, but he didn’t want to ever see his too-white, too-big room again.

“Adrien?”

His eyes snapped open, focusing past the blur of water to the person who had spoken.

“Marinette?”

She shifted her umbrella awkwardly, “Uh, hi. You’re wet - no, I mean, er - getting wet - “ she trailed off.

Adrien smiled fondly, “Yeah. What are you doing out here?”

“I was running an errand for my parents,” Marinette managed to say, with minimal stammering, “You?”

Her eyes were wide and concerned and warm against the autumn wind.

Though he counted Marinette as a friend, he couldn’t say they were close. He didn’t know how much to tell her, if anything at all. Had he been behind his mask, he wouldn’t have hesitated at all, but he never knew where Adrien stood with her.

Still, Marinette was dear to him, and always had a habit of showing up when he needed her most.

“I’m not sure what I’m doing here,” Adrien admitted quietly, “Or what I’m doing at all,” he scoffed, "Or where to go."

“Come home with me,” Marinette said boldly. Then, "Not - not home WITH me - I meant - come to my house - the bakery that is - at least, it’s out of the rain - and it’s close - "

She trailed off, smiling nervously, angling her umbrella so that it was covering him.

He couldn’t really say no. And the thought of macarons were always enticing.

“Thank you, Marinette,” Adrien said, “I promise to be out of your hair as soon as the rain clears.”

“Don’t be silly, you can stay forever - um, as long as you like, I mean.”

The bakery was much closer than Adrien had thought. Stepping into its warmth, Adrien was hit with the aroma of freshly baked pastries, which made him instantly hungry.

“My parents aren’t in,” Marinette said as she left the umbrella by the door, “Do you want something to eat?”

Everything, “Sure.”

“I’ll get you a towel too.”

Marinette got them so much tooth-rotting sugary goods that Father would flip if he saw them, which only made Adrien devour them with glee. Marinette giggled when Adrien got cream on his nose and tried to lick it off, completely forgetting he didn’t have Chat’s tongue right now.

They sat by the window, the steady pitter-patter soothing the last of Marinette’s nerves - enough for her to crack a pun about pastries, one that Adrien had to use next time around Ladybug. She laughed when he shared the story about the time he and Chloe had eaten enough sweets to make them sick, and he gasped at her story about how her dad invented a new kind of muffin recipe.

By the time they were finishing off the last macaron, Adrien had forgotten all his previous worries.

It all came crashing back however, when Marinette said, “I noticed your dad didn’t sign the form today. For the trip to Nice.”

Adrien flinched, “No, he didn’t.”

“How come?”

She was more curious than judgemental, which was why Adrien felt comfortable enough to confess, “I think he’s punishing me.”

Marinette drew back, “What? Why?”

“I messed up a photoshoot the other day. There was an akuma attack and I had to … go hide - I guess it’s not really an excuse - but - “

Marinette slammed down the glass she’d been drinking from, “That is SO unfair!”

Adrien shrugged, “It’s nothing new. He might just be being protective, I don’t know. Though … I sort of decided to not go back home today, because of it,” he laughed, “Overdramatic, I know.”

“He’s the one being overdramatic!” Marinette frowned, “Does Nino and Chloe know? I’m telling them, we’re kidnapping you. I’ll tell Alya too, she’ll tell the whole class,” she paused at her phone, “Should I tell Kagami and Luka? They’re not even on the trip …”

Adrien felt his insides warm. Hearing their names out loud … he sometimes forgot how many people he had, that cared for him.

Had he really been worrying over where home was, when he had already known?

“Marinette,” he said softly, “It’s okay. Thank you.”

“It’s not okay,” she pouted, but relented by putting her phone down.

“I know he loves me,” Adrien sighed, “I just wish he’d show it more.”

“Oh Adrien,” she reached over, covering his hand with hers, “I’m so sorry you have to go through that.”

“Yeah,” Adrien smiled, “Thank you.”

“You can stay here tonight if you like.”

Outside, the rain had slowed to a drizzle.

“It’s okay,” he said softly, “I think I’m okay now.”

Marinette didn’t seem to be pleased, but she didn’t push it, “At least take the umbrella with you.”

“I couldn’t - "

“It’s yours,” she blushed, “You - uh - gave it to me. First day of school.”

“Oh,” he grinned, “You kept it.”

“I forgot to give it back,” she softened, “Anyway, I think you need it more than me. For the next time it rains.”

Adrien gulped, blinking back the stinging in his eyes. He cleared his throat gently, “Um, before I go. This might sound weird, but do you have any cheese?”

Marinette laughed, “I do, actually! I keep it around for ... stray cats.”

It took Adrien a moment to realise she was talking about Chat Noir.

“You’re an amazing friend, you know that?” Adrien blurted out.

Marinette grinned, “I’ve been told. And you are too, don’t you forget it!”

Outside, holding plenty of cheese and pastries and one well-used umbrella, Plagg peeked out of Adrien’s jacket.

“Feeling better?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

Plagg snorted, “Then let’s go home. Your dad’s worried.”

“I doubt Father even noticed.”

“Other dad.”

Adrien had no idea what Plagg was talking about until he checked his phone, only to be bombarded with seventeen worried messages from the Gorilla.

“I’m in trouble, huh?”

Plagg only laughed.

Adrien grinned back, looking up at the sky. The rain had come to a stop now, leaving the skies grey, but the world clearer.

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Author's Note: When I tell you this fic refused to cooperate with me, I mean that I had 5 stories in my head and came up with the 6th this morning. At least I had fun writing the rain as a metaphor!

Platonic Adrinette is an under-used gem, they are such a wholesome duo. The ship is fine, but nothing beats friendship <3

Also, on Gabriel - I don't doubt that he cares about Adrien, but sometimes caring isn't enough. In this case, it DEFINITELY isn't enough.

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This week, for our first 'loyal reader,' we had a chance to chat with Ennie, a very enthusiastic and passionate reader. Keep reading to find out what she has to say about her start in the fandom to her favorite story.

KCL: For our first question we would like you to introduce yourself! What's your name or alias? And could you mention your username?

Ennie: Hi! My name is Ennie and my tumblr username is @enniec123.

KCL: Thank you for allowing us to interview you. We are really excited about this. So let’s jump in with this question: how and when did you join the Klaroline fandom?

Ennie: Yeah, of course! I joined the Klaroline fandom because my friend is really into the show and had been telling me to watch it for a long time, so I binged all 3 shows in spring 2020.

Before watching the show, I knew the bare minimum, which was that he's a bad guy and she's a good guy, very black and white. I also knew that Klaroline was a thing and was kinda confused as to how they could be together because they were on opposite sides. Keep in mind, I knew basically nothing, and I had only really read friends to lovers ships before watching the show. Next, I watched the iconic 3x11 scene, then immediately saw why they were so loved and jumped on board so fast.

KCL: Would you say after watching the memorable 3x11 scene, that it was what drew you to Klaus and Caroline ship? Could you explain what exactly drew you in?

Ennie: 3x11 is definitely what drew me into them. In my opinion, there was nothing really platonic about that whole scene. First of all, the words he used and the way he said them were really soft and different compared to what we had seen before. Until this point, we knew him as the ruthless killer, then he becomes softer and is telling her that there is a huge world out there, waiting to be explored. The other part was that he leaned in really close while talking, and he could have put his blood in a glass and give it to her, but instead, he offered his arm, brought her close, and stroked her hair.

KCL: You answered that beautifully! Their first scene together is definitely one of the most popular ones here in the fandom! After falling in love with the Klaus and Caroline ship, do you remember the first story you've read?

Ennie: I was kind of shocked that I remembered which fic brought me into reading more Klaroline, it feels like it was forever ago, not 9-ish months. Before TVD, I was reading Gendrya fics from the GOT universe, and I knew that as soon as I started reading Klaroline fics I would not be reading other fics anymore. So, I waited a few months after finishing the show, and I think around August/September-ish I saw that one of my fav Gendrya writers also wrote 3 Klaroline fics. Then I was like "ok, maybe ill read them and see what happens."

My first fic was either Right Place, Wrong Time or When Life Changes by @psychvamp25. Then I binged all of @honestgrins one-shot/drabbles. Everything snowballed from there, and here we are today.

Right Place, Wrong Time is the fic that made me start to love time travel fics and the viking era fics. When Life Changes made me love the period fics and the ones that they were together for a long time. Then I read @bellemorte180's Original Caroline fic and I was a goner. Original Caroline is definitely one of my favorite tropes.

KCL: It's impressive that you still remember your first story! And it seems like you have spent a lot of time reading. On average, what would you say is the number of hours you have spent reading stories?

Ennie: It honestly depends on how busy I am. I like to binge stories, and read till like 2 am. I know it's a very bad habit, and I am working on it. If I am busy then maybe 1 hour-ish during the day and 2 at night so 1-3 hours. If I have a break in school, then I would read for an entire day. If I have more time while it's a school week, then maybe 3-8 hours a day, sometimes more depending on how late I stay up… I realize now that I have a problem. Yikes. A lot basically.

KCL: That's nothing to feel bad about! We’re sure that there are many others who are on the same boat as you, we certainly are! Since you do a lot of reading, do have any favourite authors? Could you share a couple of them?

Ennie: I have so many favorite authors. Here are a few: @galvanizedfriend (Yokan), coveredincolors, @honestgrins (honestgrins), @helpless-in-sleep (perfectpro), @helpfulfairy (helpfulfairy92), @lalainajanes (LalainaJ), @misssophiachase (misssophiachase), @klarolineagainnaturally (klarolineagainnaturally), @bellemorte180 (bellemorte180) and @lynyrdwrites (LynyrdLionheart).

This was really hard to choose.

KCL: We are so lucky to have so many talented authors in this community, where we can always enjoy reading new or rereading stories from them. Before we dive into your favorite story, what are you currently reading so we can add it to our reading list?

Ennie: I am currently rereading Endlessly by @slstmaraudersjple. Another one of my favies.

KCL: Thank you for sharing! We will definitely be checking it out. So far, you have mentioned your first stories and your favorite authors, but what would you say is your favorite KC story?

Ennie: Only Human by @peacefulvillagefairone is one of my favorite fics. Besides The Wolf 2, I will say this is definitely my favorite story.

KCL: We love that story too! It’s one of our favorites! In your own words, could you give us a brief summary of the story?

Ennie: I suck at summaries because I end up spoiling it, but I will try my best.

Caroline is human and wants to know more about Klaus because he doesn't open up a lot to her. She gets sent back in time to when the originals were human. From that point on, she goes on an adventure to try to get back to her time but not before trying to dodge trouble that comes her way.

KCL: That was such a great summary! And what was it that you loved about the author’s writing style?

Ennie: In my opinion, the story is very light. There is a lot of fluff but there is also a lot of plot. It's centered around time traveling and I really love that. It's about the adventures that they go on and how Caroline gets to see different versions of Klaus.

I think that the fic is a fun ride. It's a non-thinking story which I really enjoy. Don’t get me wrong, I love really analytical fics that make me think a lot, but when your brain needs a break from real life and you don't want to think a lot then this fic is perfect. There are some mysteries in the fic that make you think but it gets revealed soon and there are a lot of hints so it's a fun mystery to solve without deep diving into it.

KCL: Our next question is what made you fall in love with the story? Was it the chemistry between Klaus and Caroline? The conflict in the story or maybe the character arcs?

Ennie: I thought that it was a different story because it starts with Klaus and Caroline getting together when she was human and then time traveling. I loveeeee domestic and established kc and the fic shows them being physically together but not mentally together if that makes sense.

The fic shows the progression of their trust and how deeply they fall in love with each other. While I do love fics that start with them not together, sometimes I want a long fic with a lot of fluff. This story has a balance of plot and fluff. It's a beautiful story. It's on the longer side but it makes me really happy. If I'm feeling down, then I skip around the fic to reread my favorite parts.

KCL: We agree! We enjoy a good story of Klaus and Caroline in a domestic setting too. And for our last question, what would you want to say to readers who haven't read your favorite story yet?

Ennie: I hope you read it and it brings you joy and satisfaction like it did to me.

Letter To The Author

To @peacefulvillagefairone,

Thank you for creating such amazing stories. Only Human has a special place in my heart. It was one of the first fics I have ever read and I am in love with the plotline. Time travel fics are so fun and you wrote it beautifully. I can't spoil anything for the fic but I really love a certain someone. I think that he is such a good character and the matchmaking cracked me up. The convos between present and past were so amazing. The characterizations were on point. The story is so fluffy and full of plot and it makes me so happy when I read it. When Klaus, Caroline, and the OC are together, it's so sweet. I loooovvveeeee their moments, esp the ending. The story has so many of my favorite tropes all wrapped up in 120k words *chefs kiss* Thank you once again for creating this masterpiece and sharing it with the world. 💖

From your loyal reader,

@enniec123 🍊

#klaroline library #KCL loyal reader #klaroline fanfiction #klaroline #enniec123

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