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marmaligne · 3 years

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Hello! Can I have some hc with a protective mama Reader with Naib, Helena and Bane. They are my precious baby. I haven't play this game since season 13 and I miss them so much ahhhhhhh 😭😭. Thank you, have a nice day ❤❤🌷 (sr, my English is not good)

✨ Your English is wonderful dear ✨

[Naib Subedar, Helena Adams, Gamekeeper] S/O Is Overprotective

✨ As a reminder, my works will always include gn!reader unless specified by the requester! ✨

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[Naib Subedar]:

* You had been at the manor for quite awhile now, and were a rather nice person, getting along with most other survivors, and even some of the hunters to boot.

* It was quite surprising actually. You’d walked in the first day with a tough-guy attitude and gruff personality, and you didn’t seem like a very approachable person.

* Then, some survivors such as Victor and Emily started worming their way into your heart. Liam [Lucky Guy] and Norton were some of the first people to offer you a seat at the dinner table, and from then on you were one of them.

* You had scars, though most could tell they were more physical than emotional, from some sidejobs you used to complete for a gang on White Sand Street—robbing people and competing in fights with rivals.

* You quickly learned that most people fought back. Rival gangs always intruded on your own territory, and you were always left on guard, defending the last remnants of your livelihood and your sanity.

* Maybe that’s why you’re so protective over your things. Never letting anyone enter your room, never letting anyone see the pain you hide. Opening up to people enough to make allies, but never enough to show secrets.

* Now Naib…. Naib helped you out a lot. It seemed he understood you, far more than others. For some reason, he was always there for you, watching your back when needed, acting like a shield at times—sometimes literally.

* You never really understood at first, how he seemed to know you so well. From what you knew, he came from halfway cross the world, from Nepal, in India—a child, a soldier, a weapon.

* You guessed his life was rather similar, and assumed he’d come to the manor for quite the same reasons but, it was hard to see through the scowl on his face.

* At some point, you began to recognize the signs, the irritation, the avoidance. You recognized the silence, and the stiffness that came from Naib when he ate and smiled and nodded at their questions. You saw the signs of a brother, somebody just as lost and broken as you were.

* Children in the bodies of adults, forced to live life too fast and too furiously. Damaged and done in, waiting for someone to save them, but too scared to cry for help.

* Unwilling to hurt others again, unwilling to change.

* You grew wary—observant—of him eventually. You joined in more matches with him as teammate, and sat next to him often at dinner. When you noticed he didn’t eat as much, you grunted in concern. When he fell asleep in odd places, you’d bring him a blanket.

* It got to the point where he found out about your help, and tried to dissuade you from wasting your time.

* You never really listened. In fact, your worries only increased. Others might not have recognized, but you saw the signs of fatigue and death written in the lines of his face. You’d seen it every day back on White Sand.

* He gave up on making you give up, tired of attempted persuasions. Eventually began returning the favours—Naib is the type to have a ‘you watch my back, I’ll watch yours’ mentality.

* Everything you’d do for him is returned in kind. It annoyed the rest of the manor to no end because the giving and receiving eventually reached limits unheard of.

* You’d throw yourself on a rocket chair to save him, and next game you’d have your own personal bodyguard tracking your every move.

* He’d never admit it, but he appreciates all you do for him, and hopes you appreciate his efforts in making your life a little better too.

* Though your protective tendencies know no bounds, he hopes you’re a little more cautious with throwing your life on the line for him like that. This is a death game after all, be more careful…. please?

* At some point, the whole manor hopes you two could just get together and kiss it out in some storage closet. If you’re dating, what’s the need to be so consistent in you’re protective tendencies? Then you’ll always be together, which means nothing can ever happen to either of you!

* To be fair, that’s what most of them thought until an incident after the confession, where Naib wouldn’t let you out of the medical ward for a week due to a few hairline fractures.

* Please Naib! Emily begs you to let her use the examination table! You’ve hogged it for 5 days and she needs it to identify the infection spreading on Aesop’s leg! Vera broke her nose! William sprinted into the gymnasium wall and shattered his kneecaps! Please leave!

* You once set fire to a couch because Naib stubbed his toe on it.

* Please stop it you two, Freddy can’t budget for anymore furniture, and we’re fresh out of chairs.

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[Helena Adams]:

* Oops! Oh no her glasses! Aww shucks, Norton knocked them right off her face and onto the hardwood floor. She can’t find them because she can’t see, whatever shall she do?

* [S/o]! Please, she needs your help!

* You come in running with a pair of pliers, five bottles of anti-grease spray, and a box of extra lenses and a screwdriver.

* Oh how wonderful! You fixed her glasses—again—and saved her from the task of shuffling herself on all fours looking for them! Her hero!

* Helena…. praises you to say the least. You’re her best friend, her confidante, her…. big and strong, sometimes dumb partner!

* She adores everything you do for her, and tries equally as hard to do things for you that make your life necessarily easier, though it’s harder with her condition.

* She met you around the same time as everybody else, during your first days in the manor. Really, she didn’t actually know you were there until she bumped into a voice she didn’t recognize and became surprised.

* You quickly learned about her blindness, and made it your goal to form a friendship with her based on your willingness to help her around and get closer to her—she was very kind after all.

* Your protectiveness stemmed from the inherent feeling of a need to help guide and provide for Helena, much like a spouse would… jk, unless 👀….

* At some points, you were berated by her for your incessant protections, most of which made her feel highly dependent, which she didn’t like.

* She liked the feeling of being independent of others and being recognized as an autonomous, capable being. Especially considering what she came there for, it was a blow to her pride to be led around and pushed aside all the time.

* When she revealed these feelings to you, you had surprisingly promised her to cease in most areas of monitoring—however you still consistently check up on her—and settled into the realm of a relationship with her.

* Helena meets somebody who respects her opinions + acknowledges her intellect + isn’t a dingy asshole? Sign her up and slap on a ring, she’s marrying this person (eventually).

* She knows that your tendencies stem from a place of need and want, and tolerates most of them. Deep down, she likes being taken care of by someone who knows she can take care of herself. She really does love you.

* When you’re actually in a relationship with each other, you make sure to watch each others backs, more so you than Helena (because she can’t ‘watch’ per say), but you get the point.

* There was once an incident in a duo’s match where Helena became stranded on the Lakeside Fishing map. The terrain is rough, with piles of fish everywhere, randomly placed boxes and walls, and the barrels are bad enough when they don’t form a blockade.

* Her navigational skills, as good as they are with all her previous experience and staff, couldn’t for the life of her figure out how to move her way around a mess of box paths, pallets, and fishing stands.

* Most other survivors were occupied or dead—it had been a hard match against Jack the Ripper and Guard 26—and she was barred from reaching any form of help.

* So she screamed your name as loud as she possibly could across the map, and ended up attracting the attention of BonBon instead. During those moments where she could hear his clanks and heavy metalloid footsteps stalking towards her, the tick of a time bomb in hand, she heard a screech in the distance.

* A fierce battlecry—you came raging from around a windmill, propelled by William’s football and packing heat with a flare gun. BonBon, now stunned twice, stood there in astonishment, before chasing after you, who had grabbed Helena in your arms, running off at full speed.

* Your stamina bar, indicated by a small tab on your character, was running low, and you wouldn’t be able to run at full speed for another minute or two, having used your ability to buy time. Stopping near a closet, you lean down to place Helena on her feet, telling her to hide.

* Her blood trail was invisible from not actually having run anywhere, and she did as you said, making you promise to come get her when it was safe.

* You gave her a smirk and a small nod, assuring her that you would, before leaning in for a peck on the forehead as you shoved her into the locker.

* If only you could see her flushed in embarrassment.

* Leaving her to fangirl in the locker, you form a decoy in your arms—result of your max rescuer ability—and ran off once more, taking off around a corner just as Guard 26 reached your previous location, chasing after you and ‘Helena’ in hopes of landing two more kills.

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[Bane the Gamekeeper]:

* How does it feel to love a deerman? Good? Okay!

* Bane as you know is a little…. rough around the edges so-to-speak, and he has a lot of edges.

* Once you get around all the hooks, chains, and bear traps, and beneath that creepy-looking deer head of his, he really is such a sweet guy!

* At least you think so. In reality, he still acts like a complete dick to everybody else, and only shows his soft side around you, but that’s because he knows he can trust you with his lands, animals, and secrets! All those others out there only wish to hurt what he—you—have, and he’ll make them pay for it.

* Honestly, in order for him to have fallen for you so hard to have let his guard down around you, you probably would have had to be at your most vulnerable point in life, or a hunter yourself. Like a scared prey animal, uncertain of its future, waiting for something to happen, and somebody to help, or a huge predator, ready to strike out at any moment.

* Once you worm your way into his cold dead heart, there’s no way out for you. He’ll keep you close, as he doesn’t want you to be poached away like his precious animal friends from the past. He knows how cruel humanity can be sometimes.

* When you come to find out about his less-than-kind history, it’s all you can do to pity him. Your sympathy knows no bounds, and you become clingier, though he quite honestly likes it.

* You don’t want what happened to him to occur again, and with all these other traitors and murderers in the manor, you’re afraid of what the others could do.

* You keep to his side a lot more, take walks with him in the garden, and enjoy tranquil picnics from time-to-time on Lakeside. Anything to keep him close to you and away from all the pain.

* Bane can obviously see what your doing, and noticing that your protectiveness doesn’t yet border on the insane, he allows you to continue in your devotions.

* It’s honestly sweet sometimes how you both adore each other so much, even if you know that one day one or both of you will have to leave. Whether it be through death, disappearance, or another means such as escape is a question of time, and one that neither of you know the answer to.

* If you’re also a hunter, than both of you know that while you two are happier now than either of you were in life, that your individual deaths and worths will eventually determine your fates—whether that be a happy afterlife, or an eternity of endless wandering.

* It’s well known that you’ll both disappear the day the game ends, your souls being put to rest as they should’ve been however long ago. Until then however, you’ll continue to hold on to and vehemently protect the relationship the two of you have, and you’ll fight until your soul vanishes from the earth for what you have to remain that way.

* Now, if you’re a survivor, this is where the relationship can be a bit difficult.

* Avidly defending the actions of your boyfriend during and after a match to the rest of your survivor buddies isn’t a very good look for you, or your reputation. It’s been many times where you’ve almost been chased out of the dining room because somebody was pissed at you for costing them the match, or being the only one spared instead of convincing Bane for a win or tie.

* As they say, if you can’t beat em’, join em’. Some survivors, such as William, Kreacher, and Freddy, have more than once suggested that if you loved a hunter so much, you should become one to be with him. Dating the undead almost crosses the line of what is humane. Aesop thinks you’re kind of cool.

* The hunters over on Bane’s side hate you more. Are convinced that you’re the sole reason that Bane goes friendly sometimes (even in matches without you in them), and that your relationship takes away from his brutal and violent persona and nature.

* Violetta and Michiko are the most tolerant of you, mainly because you gifted them silk and a hand fan for Christmas once when they wished for them in their letters.

* All-in-all, basically everyone blames you, but you keep going forward because who cares about all the nasty bi*ches in the world, am I right?

* Once, to prove the integrity and devotion of your relationship, you set Freddy’s room on fire and locked Kreacher in a closet. You looked Bane directly in the eyes and kneeling before him stated, “I have committed arson for you m’lord.”

* You couldn’t see it because of his deerish head and all, but Bane really went “Heart eyes motherf*cker.” on you in that moment.

* You love animals and set things on fire to prove your loyalty to him? Ticket for one please, he’s riding the simp train all the way to the station.

* Just, please don’t accidentally burn down the manor, he wants to spend as much time with you as possible before he disappears.

* Also don’t joke around with your life, it’s too precious, even when you tackle your own teammate or risk getting hit by Ganji’s cricket ball to save him from being stunned.

* He doesn’t want you dying before he does—has already he supposes—or disappearing without a trace.

* You promise you’ll stick with him until the day you finally leave this wretched place.

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dinosaurtsukki · 3 years

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farmer kita + taking care of his pregnant wife headcanons

anon: Hello!! Can I request some fluff with everyone's fav diligent farm boy timeskip! Kita taking care of his pregnant wife? Please and thanks, I love your work. :')

omg this is so adorable ahhhhhhh also it’s my first kita request so i’m really happy and excited to write for him. i’ve got way too many ideas atm so i’ll be writing some hc’s for this first but i might end up turning one of them into a short drabble hehe

ok before i get into pregnant!reader i just have to talk about how you and kita got together because setting and context plus it’s just super cute

you live in a provincial town that has a lot of, you guessed it, farmland and you also manage a local diner that serves food local to the area

kita was actually your neighbor and being the sweet person that you are, you decided to make food for him when he moved in and it was pretty much love at first sight for you two

eventually, you found out kita was a rice farmer and you offered to sustain his business by buying your rice from him and also advertising it to the people who visited your diner

you’re like #supportlocalbusiness especially if that local business is a handsome rice farmer

eventually, kita finds the courage to ask you out and you say yes and the two of you begin dating from that point on

most of your dates are just exploring the different natural sites around the town or just sitting at your front porch and talking all throughout the night

kita didn’t think he was moving fast at all when he made the decision to ask to marry you after just a few months of dating. for him, you two just clicked and he couldn’t think of any other reason not to

also he kind of knew that you were The One when he brought you to see his grandmother and you peeled tangerines for her and massaged her back

your wedding was small and simple but you invited a lot of dear friends. atsumu and osamu were on their best behavior the entire day (except for when they were both bawling after you and kita said your vows)

kita probably cried when he saw you walking down the aisle oh my god now i’m crying too fuck fUCK--

anyway it was a very beautiful and memorable day for the both of you

kita had always wanted kids and so did you so you were both thrilled when he found out you were pregnant

actually, kita could kind of tell before you did because you were practically glowing, he even bought the pregnancy test for you and everything

when you walked out of the bathroom with a mixture of shock and excitement on your face, his suspicions were just further confirmed

he ran to you and kissed you on the forehead, saying “now our family can grow even more.”

kita was just such a good partner for you to have as you went through your pregnancy. he’s actually better at remembering when you should take your vitamins or go for check-ups than you are

he naturally wakes up really early to go to work but this time, he’ll be waiting for you to wake up first to help you to the bathroom especially because you have terrible morning sickness

during the first few months of your term, you’re still pretty okay with running the diner all by yourself. a lot of the diner visitors love to coo over your growing baby bump too and sometimes you’ll let kids touch it

kita loves walking into the diner to find you talking excitedly with one of your customers about how your pregnancy has been coming along

at night, when you’re especially tired, kita would massage your aching feet and run you a nice, hot bath and wash your hair

to be honest, he didn’t take into account that you’d have really intense pregnancy cravings especially the fact that you’d wake up in the middle of the night and couldn’t fall asleep until you’ve eaten what you want

kita: are you, by any chance, still open?

osamu: kita, you do know it’s midnight, right?

kita: y/n’s craving

osamu: ...okay, what does she need?

kita is also there for your more emotional needs as you go through your pregnancy

he can’t help but notice how you’d keep looking at yourself in the mirror, noticing the changes in your body that you don’t really love, and reassures you that you’ve just grown even more beautiful to him in his eyes

at one point, he went shopping and bought you this really beautiful maternity dress and a bouquet of flowers and you felt gorgeous in that dress

kita shinsuke: husband of the year

also he never laughs at you even when you suddenly cry at the most random things because your hormones are just out of whACK

there was this one time kita’s grandmother visited with baby clothes that she knitted and you took one look at them and started sobbing (parallelism with that time kita sobbed at the sight of his own jersey? YEAH)

you: they’re just... so small and cute... they’re so small...

kita: *rubbing your back* i know honey, i know

he also notices that you’re super affectionate and like playing with his hair tugging at the hem of his shirt when you want attention and it’s just ADORABLE in his eyes

knowing kita, he probably insisted on building the crib for your baby himself because he wanted it to be super special. it was just so sweet to watch him diligently work on the crib every day with a loving smile on his face as meticulously sanded the wood

why am i so soft for this image

the two of you probably don’t need to do much shopping for your baby because the inarizaki volleyball club keep sending you gifts

suna even sent you the cutest little baby blanket with little foxes embroidered on it (i am 100% willing to bet that he made it himself)

as your due date approaches, kita decides to take some time off work to take care of you more and also to just relax before the baby comes and there’s less time to relax

the two of you pass the time with you making more baby clothes (somehow you picked up sewing or crocheting along the way) while kita spends some time tinkering around in your nursery

i swear kita has a fricking sixth sense. he was actually in the nursery when you had your first contraction and he immediately rushed into the bedroom, saw the look on your face, and called for a taxi

kita’s there to hold your hand and yell encouragements as you go through your labor

and then he feels such an ache in his chest when he hears the sound of your baby crying

he almost cries himself as he holds his own child in his arms for the first time before handing him to you so you could feed him

the entire time he just can’t help but be in awe at you for bringing his child into the world and he swears on his life that he’ll take care of you both for as long as he lives

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jjk-anime-horray · 3 years

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A Call in the Night

Dazai Osamu x reader x Oda Sakunosuke

Series Summary: While Dazai finally gets over the death of his friend and moves on with his life, he has to watch him unnaturally return into the world, and now he has to watch him turn twisted and into everything he hated in a way.

Chapter Summary: The Armed Detective Agency gets a call about an warehouse incident that happened in the middle of the night, and send two detectives to respond to it.

Notice: This fic series is going to have some dark themes in it so be warned, and in this AU Dazai and the reader are members of the armed detective agency, and this is a spiritual successor to “Late Night Tickets, and Meeting Him.” So I recommend reading that first even though you don’t need to. This is going to be a series!

Trigger Warnings: Blood, mentions of extreme violence, and description of illegal activities.

Getting a call about a mandatory and emergency investigation in the middle of the night, to be specific 2:32am, was something no one at the Armed Detective Agency wanted to do. So what's the most logical solution? Draw straws and the two people who draw the shortest are forced to go.

Unfortunately for you, you were one of the two unfortunate souls that drew a short straw. At least the other person who drew the short straw was Dazai Osamu, your coworker but most importantly the first friend you made in this city, so maybe you would be able to get a kick out of the bad situation at hand.

But when the two of you emerged from an alley to meet the crime scene at hand, that would by no means be the case because by the sight of the horror that layed out infront of you two it was enough for the both of you want to hurl.

Crime scene would describe the atrocity in front of as much as the phrases bloodbath and massacre would. No wonder this was an emergency for the ADA there were probably more than 30 people dead killed in various atypical ways.

First walking into the warehouse the most out of the ordinary sight would be a round wooden table with a duffle bag on it, but once someone took a closer look the rest of the ware house was completely empty other than the congealing crimson liquid that was pooling everywhere.

The five chairs around rickety table were matched with four bodies of executives of some sort laid face down on the table or dangling of the chairs.

But the most appalling sight was what was inside the duffle-bag, you were wishing it would be something tame like left behind money, however, much to your displeasure, they where severed off human heads. That by the looks of it were cut off with some sort of serrated knife my the edge markings.

"What are you thinking (Y/N)?" Were the words that Dazai spoke to snap you out of your spiraling train of thought. "I sure as hell am thinking this isn't the way I would have wanted to go."

"I'll have to agree with you on that one, this shit is something right out of a cheesy crime or horror movie.The only thing I can think of is the heads were a message of some kind to the people who were sitting at the table, and either the person at the empty seat with accomplices who killed everyone or are the only survivor, but it could be either. Were you able to identify anyone bodies or do you recognize anyone?"

"I don't recognize anyone, and most of the bodies are too mangled to be identified, but everyone at the table is wearing a customized Rolex, so I suspect that they were all executives of a organization of some kind, probably an illegal on based on all the gun men that were probably guarding the meeting before they got taken out."

"The only lead we have is the Rolex I guess, so Daz, will you take one for reference, we can visit all of the watch makers in the city to try to find out who was the person who commissioned these watches to be made, and then maybe through that we kind find out who the soul survivor was."

"Agreed."

Honestly the two of you would have been a little more playful and chatty if the events that took place tonight weren't so gruesome. The two of you were used to having to see and do brutal things, but Dazai had this gut feeling that this wasn't the typical violent act, and things weren't as the seemed.

The brown eyed detective just wanted to go take a nap after this, which was something you also wanted to do after see all the blood. Deciding to leave the true start to your investigation for a decent time the two of you swiftly communicated with the responders about the potential situation at hand. Then left to go deal with is mess the next day.

Timeskip........

After a horrible night's sleep and about three cups of coffee you were finally able to be semi-functional, so then you decided to grab your partner Dazai after dressing to impress and make for the horrible mood you currently were in from multiple factors. Dazai was even in a worse state than you where, you found him at the trying to convince Kunikida to go on the investigation for him, which was ultimately denied by the blonde haired man. Also leaving you to drag the genius yet idiotic maniac out of the office.

Walking down the streets in-between visiting different watchmakers and jewelers, you noticed some was off each time your boots hit the ridged pavement. In particular something about Dazai, his face was contorted into a being in deep thought, not to be disturbed for any reason. It was so out of character you were going to ask what he was thinking about, but then opted out.

"I know you were going to ask what I was thinking, I am a detective you know." He said his face morphing into one not of deep thought but of cockiness with a smirk. Damn, sometimes you really loved and hated that smirk, but right now you didn't know what to think of it. "I was just thinking of how now I know exactly who made the watches, and where is is for your information."

"Really who would that be? For my information."

"His name is Opāru Shokunin, he's done a lot of custom jewelry for Elise-chan and the port mafia in the past, but recently he's been doing a lot of foreign commissions for gangs and syndicates outside of Japan my word of mouth. When I first saw the watches I was initially reminded of how it looked like his handy work, but since the first three places we've visited were a bust, i'm confident it's him."

"Alright Mr. Mic-cocky, lead the way by all means." You scoughed lightly.

Unfortunately for the two of you, your desired destination was all the way across yokohama, so you had to hail a taxi which you knew you were going to be the one paying or it. The icing on the shitty cake was that you got stuck in rush hour traffic, so, the total time until arrival was three time longer than it should have been. At least you got dibs on the radio choice.

When the two of you arrived at your desired destination you now witnessed a normal looking office building, unfortunately, there was no elevator so the two of you had to work your legs up three flights of stairs to make it to Opāru's workshop.

Before you went in however you whispered to Dazai "how do we know he's even gonna be willing to talk to us?"

"He's going to be willing...."

"Why?"

"Simple you're gonna pay him."

"Um no you're going to pay him because I payed for the cab!"

"Um no."

"Yes!"

"No."

"Yes!"

"You realize I can hear you two bickering right?" was the raspy voice of the man you were looking for that ended your whisper argument. He was actually younger than you expected, about 38, but he looked older than his body by his eyes, the eyes of someone very worn out. Which would explain the smoking. "He's right i'll talk if you pay me, just come in before ya give everyone else a headache."

The two of you swiftly made your way into the working man's shop room. The room was a lot nicer than you thought it would be, and a lot lighter too. The man possessed a very nice view from his wall because his wall was almost completely filled with by windows. Dazai did mention something about the craftsmen liking natural light in the cab on the way here, so it wasn't too surprising and really lightened the room up.

You followed Dazai to the two chairs across from the white tufted sofa that Opāru was already occupying. Then Dazai placed the watch and a thick wad of cash on the coffee table separating the two parties of people.

"Oh, so you're here to ask who paid me to customize this for them? No surprise there they were particularly nasty."

"How where they particularly nasty?"

"I'm pretty sure that they were doing things even nastier than the port mafia, like taking kids of the streets and shipping them off."

"So, supposedly by word of mouth were human traffickers."

" Yeah, supposedly, but I didn't ask when the guy approached me."

"The guy?" You reconfirmed.

"Yeah, the guy, he had this weird tattoo on his wrist. The guy's name was Zinnnnnng, THUMP.

The two of you didn't even have time to blink or create when the bullet zipped through the head of the craftsman from. The crimson liquid from his head pooling on the couch were he was just alive a few seconds ago. The blood seeping into the fabric like the disparity of situation into Dazai and yourself.

Glimpsing out middle window now tainted with a hole you see the silhouette of the person responsible for this.

Dashing up without a second thought you sprint to pursue the culprit of the murder that just took place infront of you. Eyeing your target through the broken window.

Ahhhhhhh! Okay I’m literally really proud of how this came out! I’m really hope people like it. I’m really new to writing full fanics so if any experienced writer is reading this will you please give some pointers, that would be very helpful!

-Ellie

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blackidyll · 3 years

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!!!!!!!!!!!!NEW NEO TWEWY TRAILER DROPPED DIDJA SEE IT BC IT TELLS US MORE OF WHAT'S HAPPENING AND I'M SO EXCITED I'M BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS!!!! watching Shibuya get hecking DESTROYED and Uzuki and Kariya saying that the Shinjuku peeps came to do to Shibuya what happened to Shinjuku AND RINDO CAN'T RESET AND THAT'S WHEN NEKU APPEARS AND I THINK THAT'S HIM FOR SURE THIS TIME AAAAAAH!!!! (he's wearing gatto nero! Those clothes look a lot cooler than the hoodie lol)

anon!!!!!!!!!!

i actually caught the trailer crossing my feed so i watched it and when i finished i was like "where is my twewy anon i need to yell about this can i just post on my blog @ twewy anon or something" AND LO AND BEHOLD YOU SENT THIS MESSAGE FIRST ILU AHHHHHHH

there was a lot to process and the Neo related revelation that got to me is the one you mentioned: um Shibuya actually getting destroyed and the fact that the Shinjuku reapers came here to actually DO THAT? i knew there would be a good reason why the Composer kept the Shinjuku reapers separate rather than integrate them all as /his/ reapers, but hoooooo boy I have so much speculations now omg. i'm also getting a major soft spot for Rindo and it made me really happy that Neku (YES THAT IS DEFINITELY HIM THAT SPIKY HAIR AND THE HOOD/COLLARED SHIRT HAHAHAHA) protects him. BUT LET ME BE NOSTALGIC FOR A MOMENT which is when Transformations started playing I immediately got blasted to the past and the fashion/shops and the food system and even the reaper reviewww and the PIG NOISE are stuff I missed and as someone who has visited real world Shibuya a couple of times it's amazing how they got all everything down so accurately I could immediately identify a couple of non-named landmarks and it's just... so good.

OKAY SPECULATIONS AND TWEWY SPOILERS FROM HERE ON (for you anime folks just in case the reports etc etc don't get covered in the last episode) BUT AFTER WATCHING THIS TRAILER MY BRAIN LITERALLY WENT:

NEKU AS PRODUCER NEKU AS PRODUCER NEKU AS PRODUCER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HEAR ME OUT. I already talked about why Neku can take on any number of roles in the UG and we all know that death is just another change of scenes when it comes to RG -> UG -> angeldom. Another bunch of signs from this trailer: Wildkat Cafe is gone (Hanekoma's domain). Neku's glitchy effects and the fact that he falls under the radar as he currently is in the UG (the Producer does not reveal his identity as the Producer, but he can interact with players aka LIKE RESCUE RINDO??? The way Hanekoma stopped Neku from killing Shiki, gave him the fusion pin, saved Rhyme etc). Gatito is Hanekoma's brand - he picks up the threads but personally designs the Gatito pins; Gatto Nero’s mascot is modeled after Mr. Mew and who else would honour and push forward both that brand and the symbol in the UG OTHER THAN NEKU???????

And then this???? ANGEL WINGS ON NEKU’S HEADPHONES? WALL TAG IN NEO GAMEPLAY? THIS SYMBOL IS ALSO ON THE TITLE CARD FOR THE ANIME'S LAST EPISODE (I inverted the colours so you can actually see the super faint light grey wings/headphones behind the words) . I'M---

I don't think Neku is an officially sanctioned Producer, like turning in reports and all that jazz. From the original Secret Reports we see that the higher plane doesn't/can't (?) interfere directly with the UG, um "All eyes from the Higher Plane are on this Game for the future of Shibuya. Should its result be invalidated by outside interference, the Angels' disappointment would be vast" like thanks angels Shibuya's Composer wants to destroy his UG and there are taboo noise and a freaking fallen angel running around BUT LET'S JUST WATCH IT LIKE AN EXPERIMENT. Oh Shinjuku did get destroyed? How interesting lets see how Shibuya copes with that WELL NO WONDER NEKU'S DOING THINGS UNDERCOVER HE SACRIFICED A LOT TO SAVE SHIBUYA THE FIRST TIME AROUND. but anyway this would mean that Neku is the Composer's Producer and they are up to Things to save Shibuya and also would be a very nice nod to "trust your partner" (the fact that they are working together) and all of this would make me very very very happy indeed if true...

(what's up with Hanekoma? Maybe he's really gone the fallen angel route because drastic times require drastic measures! Welcome, new unholy triumvirate of Shibuya's "just a spot of murder, dibs on the rainbow!" Composer, the new and wildly unpredictable "i don't follow anyone's rules, time to subvert everyone's expectations" Producer, and "hey I love coffee and Shibuya so much I'll fall!" Fallen Angel).

On my shrieking at the end of the trailer:

SHIKI??? (the greenish jumper coat matches her green top when the crew meet up at RG!Hachiko). AND WHERE HAVE I SEEN THIS POSE BEFORE HMMMMMM BUT ANYWAY ADULT? FORM?? NOT GLOWY???

also i was screeching too much about the above to realize that there’s something after the NEO:TWEWY title card at the end of the trailer so I just literally saw this while rewatching the trailer to grab screenshots and EXCUSE ME? EXCUSE ME EXCUSE ME???????????????????? *brain short circuits*

#anon #replies #long post #i'm sorry this is so long this trailer is living RENT FREE in my head and i have a lot of ffeelings about everything #bouncing off the walls is right anon!!!!!!!!! i'm with you!!!!!!!!#also i haven't actually caught up with the anime so idk if they've changed things and if that will influence the way that neo turns out?#I KNOW THE FINAL EPISODE DROPS TONIGHT BUT WHY THE ANGEL WINGED HEADPHONES THAT'S... WHERE IS THIS GOING??#also IS THAT JOSHUA IT SOUNDS LIKE HIM THE SILVER HAIR THE VIOLET EYES IS THAT A PEGASO JACKET #BUT WHERE ARE THE ENDEARING CURLS LOL MY PRIORITIES ARE SKEWED OKAY!! IS IT HIM?? WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT HIM???#but also when are we getting the release date for the PC/epic games version #i am living half in fear because i can only get the PC version and it sounds like it's coming out way after the switch/PS4 release #which means i'll be muting everything to dodge spoilers but also means i can't scream about the new game with everyone else!#thank you as always for the ask anon <3 #i love this game with all my heart ahhhhhhhhhhh #spoilers #the world ends with you #twewy #twewy anon #*

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YOU STAN DREAMCATCHER TOO? AHHHHHHH I ONLY JUST RECENTLY STARTED STANNING THEM :D who's your bias? i haven't got a bias yet lol (though, i'm being drawn to siyeon atm)

I do!! They’re literally my favorite! I’m a big fan of the rock elements! Plus they have a music video after one of my favorite horror movies. I can’t not love them!

Siyeon is my bias wrecker for sure! She can ruin me any day!

Dami is my wife. She doesn’t know it yet but she is. She is literally the only person in the world I would leave my partner for. Shhhh don’t tell him.

I mean look at her!!

This performance is what got me to fall for Dami.

Watch this

This

Definitely this

This

This is funny and you’ll love all of them.

Oh can’t for get this

This Siyeon though

Okay I got to stop or I’ll link everything. But I think you just became best friends with me because I will gladly not shut up about my love for these girls. I need more people in my life that love them!

#please talk to me about them #I love them #so much #you don’t understand #hwxnghyunjin

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Dump His Ass (Bakugou Katsuki X Reader)

Summary: You’re used to your boyfriend’s insults but when he crosses the line, you make him pay for it.

I love Stranger Things! XD I have that to thank for this title, seriously that’s the best advice if you have someone a partner, girl or boy, if they disrespect you too much or do something that betrays your trust or anything of the sort, dump their ass. :3

Featuring a Chubby!Reader

So that’ll be fun~. I can relate as a chubby person myself~.

Warning: Angst, swearing, and Stranger Things 3 Spoilers are in here so... read at your own risk...

Featuring: Lord Explosion Murder!!

You were everything, everything that I wanted... We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it... All of the memories so close to me, just fade away... All this time you were pretending, So much for my happy ending.

-My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne

“ARGH…”

You put your hands in your head in frustration, fed up with all the work you had to do since despite the fact that it was summer, you still had work to do before you actually got that blessed summer break. The first thing you wanted to do once that break comes? Watch the new season of Stranger Things!!

It didn’t embarrass you when you said that you were dodging spoilers faster than any attacks you got during sparring matches with your classmates. You were so excited, even though you probably should have focused more on schoolwork and all that, you really just wanted to see the new season to one of your favorite shows.

And who knows? Maybe you can even convince your explosive-happy boyfriend to binge-watch it with you. You believed in miracles after all.

After all, Katsuki Bakugou was dating you; he was actually dating you. Yes, you two have been friends since childhood, along with your sweet dear friend Izuku Midoriya, but you were still hella surprised. Considering that your quirk wasn’t at it’s strongest and then compared to the other girls, you considered yourself rather… not pretty, given your weight, skin and overall appearance.

Bakugou would hold you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world, and was even sometimes gentle with you every time the two of you hugged, but his kisses were a little rough and passionate as he would press you against the wall and caress your thick form and plump curves. Your face flushed every time you remembered how his strong hands felt when he held you close, and touched you in places that only you gave him permission to touch. He made you feel beautiful, and you loved every bit of it because that was enough to make you think that maybe you were beautiful.

No, you weren’t really that proud or that confident, but you liked to think you were enthusiastic enough and quirky, so that made up for it right?

You thought so.

Your friends certainly thought so every time you got excited about things you loved, such as Stranger Things, as you had been for the past couple of days. However, you weren’t so sure your boyfriend was…

He’d been even grouchier than normal, and it was probably because he was so hung-up on his results with training. Bakugou was such a perfectionist that even slight improvement just wasn’t enough for him, and you had tried to reassure him but he just scoffed you off.

“Kick some ass Katsuki! No one trains as hard as you do after all!” You gave him a thumbs-up as soon as he was called to join Izuku, Todoroki and Iida in the endurance training. “You don’t think I know that?!” He exclaimed, irked by your support but not exactly ungrateful. Bakugou was a sucker for praise, and as annoying as you were, he liked how you praised him. But he hated how you weren’t serious at all…

With how distracted you were about that damn show you love so much and the non-stop music you listened to he didn’t see you doing well when it was your turn.

He wasn’t wrong, because even right now you were kind of distracted as you watched him go out with the other guys. It looked like they were trying to see who was the fastest and whose reflexes had improved when obstacles were tossed at them.

You were excited but also awaiting the action for Stranger Things. Were Mike and Eleven still a couple going on strong? Was the Mind Flayer coming back? You didn’t know, but you couldn’t wait to find out as you started humming (F/S), one of your favorite songs.

But you gasped in glee when Bakugou and the others were done, except Bakugou didn’t look too happy. Apparently Izuku and Iida had gotten quicker, Todoroki’s reflexes also got better, and Bakugou’s speed and reflexes also improved, but hearing that his rivals (sans Iida) had gotten better and nearly caught up to him was enough to piss him off.

You clapped your hands though when you saw how angry he looked, but your smiles did nothing to quell the vexation. If anything, it just annoyed him even more, “WHOO-HOO! You. Were. AWESOME!” Even when you punctuated your words, Bakugou didn’t even give you a smirk.

“Tch…” He gave you his typical scoff as he walked past you in a huff, and you were left turning to watch him leave in concern. Honestly, you thought he was way too hard on himself sometimes. He needed to relax, you thought.

Tonight would be perfect, after all he’s seen Stranger Things and Stranger Things 2 with you and he knew the story pretty well despite claiming that it was dumb and unoriginal.

Yes, tonight was going to be great and you were excited, which was actually helping you and your quirk. Since your Aura Creation quirk relied on your emotions for you to generate aura and use it to blast people or construct it into whatever you wanted. For the most part at least, you could blast people with aura just fine, but you had been practicing constructing things with it. So far, all you could make was a ball and wings…

So when it was your turn with Kirishima, Sero and Jirou, you tried to be fast by constructing your (F/C) aura wings and you grinned widely with glee when it worked! It was working! “AHAHAHAHA~!!” You laughed cheerfully as you flew a little bit faster and passed a smiling Kirishima and Sero, even though you were kind of beating them in the speed department…

“AHHHHHHH!”

But then you screamed with widened eyes when a sudden chunk of debris came flying at you and you had to dodge it fast, only to be sent crashing down to the ground, much to the concern of your classmates.

“I’m okay.” Raising your shaking hand, you were able to clumsily stand back up as Kirishima, Sero and Jirou each laughed nervously before you all returned to your tasks. You had no idea that Bakugou bothered to watch, and you had no idea just how infuriated he was seeing your performance…

The wings were a great new skill, but you were such a fucking klutz and everything distracted you just as he thought it would. And when you didn’t even beat freaking Sero in terms of speed or reflexes, he was starting to feel a little embarrassed…

You took nothing seriously, except for all the damn music and TV shows you never EVER shut up about. All the references and dumb jokes you made were so annoying sometimes…

He couldn’t deal with that, not when he had his own training to think of. Fooling around with you and watching fucking Netflix was a huge waste of time and he wasn’t going to beat stupid Deku or IcyHot if he decided to binge-watch nine fucking hours of that damn Stranger Things with you.

Nine Hours. He could do so much in nine hours other than watch a stupid show…

4 HOURS LATER…

Bakugou wasn’t there…

Kirishima had sent you the text that he was training with Bakugou and Sero after class, and admittedly you were kind of bummed that your boyfriend was training AGAIN instead of spending time with you, but you had learned to expect that often.

You guessed you didn’t mind, because you had other friends to binge-watch it with. Hell, you even elaborately set up the 2nd floor with a bunch of snacks and some Christmas lights out of spirit for the show.

“Okay Mina… Denki… are you guys ready for it…?” You asked your two, excitable friends with a faux, serious voice.

“Yes, yes, YES!! I’m SO freaking ready for that Stranger Things love!!” Mina excitedly said as she practically bounced on the couch, sitting besides Kaminari, “It’s been a whole year! Time to see what they’re gonna do this time… now that the Mind Flayer is gone… or is he?” He asked you, kinda winking at you on purpose as you snickered and rolled your eyes. Kaminari obviously knew you were taken, he was just playing with you…

Surprisingly he enjoyed Stranger Things, as he called it a Guilty Pleasure of his because he liked the Sci-Fi stuff, while Mina was a little more unashamed of her fondness for the show, she was one of the BIGGEST Mileven shippers you’ve ever met.

“I doubt it. Shadows never disappear, they are always lingering in the darkness.” Tokoyami was as poetic as ever, even about a TV show that he was unsurprisingly into.

“Well you saw the Mind Flayer in the last episode of the 2nd season… there’s no way it’s gone…” You pointed out with a giggle, “Precisely.” He replied rather seriously, just as intrigued as you were. Tokoyami really enjoyed the 80’s horror that the show provided and the concept of an Upside Down.

“Oui, but where there is darkness, there is light~! As shown in the last two seasons~. I can’t wait to see how they pull through this season.” Aoyama was there to contradict him, and you were pleasantly surprised that he liked the show just as much as you did. He said that it was because he connected with Will, and rather liked the themes of maturity and friendship, something that you could strongly agree on.

“You said it Yuuga-bro! Oh! I’m so excited~!” You smiled wide at the blonde boy, taking a seat on the middle couch with a bar of chocolate in your hand. Not before the last member of your ‘Stranger Things Party’.

An amused chuckle made you smile and turn to face your good friend, “You’re really passionate about this show.” Shinsou was smiling at you, something not many of the others saw aside from his roguish smirks and grins.

“Yeah man! I’ve been hooked since 2016! And I’ve seen the trailers for the past couple of months and I’m just waiting to be gagged~!” You said cheerfully and patted your seat, gesturing for him to sit next to you, which he did comply.

“It’s a good show… I heard that it’s supposed to be seven in a half hours.” He noted to you as your eyes widened and you grinned widely, “Wow… okay that is high-key awesome but… seven in a half hour is almost not long as he nodded in amusement. You liked him, he was kind to you, well, you were kind to him first, but you were happy that he seemed to actually talk to you and was nice to you.

And this was despite the fact that your boyfriend didn’t like him at all, and Shinsou returned the feelings.

“C’mon (Y/N) let’s start it already I wanna see if Mileven is still going strong!!” Mina clasped her hands together, begging you to start as you laughed and smiled, “Okay, okay ya pink dork… I got it…” You said as you pressed play on the first episode to the third season you’ve all been waiting for…

THREE EPISODES LATER…

AMAZING…

You were already three episodes in and you, Shinsou Mina, Kaminari, Tokoyami and Aoyama all looked much too enthralled to even think about stopping the momentum.

“Dude… I’m actually worried about Billy.” You said, unable to believe that you’d feel sympathetic for a more villainous character. “But he’s such a jerk… a typical male alpha dog…” Shinsou had pointed that out for you as you pouted, “I know that Hitoshi but the Mind Flayer is so much worse… he’d better learn a lesson after this. Learn to not be such an asshole...” You expressed your hope for the character’s fate.

“I feel so bad for Will…” Aoyama felt sympathetic for Will though, and everyone could actually agree with them on that. “He was so cute in his costume the poor thing!” Mina agreed with a dramatically sad expression, “I KNOW! The boys aren’t being nice to him…”

“Such is the curse of growing up… adulthood is when the heart begins to wither.” Tokoyami knew the themes well, and he spoke exactly what everyone was thinking as you nodded, flashing him the peace sign with a sad nod.

“Well they DO have girlfriends… I’d be a bit distracted too…” Kaminari spoke in defense for Mike and Lucas though, “That is true Denki, you do have a point there… but I’ve got a boyfriend and I still make time for you guys.” You pointed that out, which did make him smile, “Hmm… you know what? That’s a valid point…” He seemed to get it better now, and hoped the same for himself when he got a girlfriend to also have time for his buddies.

“And we learned an important lesson here after watching Max and El together… if a boyfriend lies to you or mistreats you…” Mina had exchanged smirks with you as you giggled, “DUMP HIS ASS!” The two of you exclaimed in unison, laughing together as the boys just watched you in amusement, “Same for you boys, if your boyfriend, girlfriend or partner mistreats you, dump their ass.” But you made sure to remind the boys as they all nodded with little smiles.

“Okay… next episode~.” You then sang-songed and let the TV play as you pressed ‘yes’ when the TV asked if you were still watching it. However, after about 20 minutes in, a door loudly slammed open and you couldn’t help but grin. You and everyone else knew exactly who that was.

Shinsou rolled his eyes though, and Aoyama looked a little frightened; they were the two of your ‘party’ that weren’t as close to Bakugou, and didn’t really like him that much. Well, Shinsou disliked Bakugou, while Aoyama was more terrified of him, and he kinda squealed and ducked his head when he saw the surly glare from the angry-looking ash-blonde.

You could tell he wasn’t happy, but it didn’t stop you from trying to cheer him up, “Katsuki~!” And you greeted him with a big hug, that he didn’t return and only growled at you when you got so close, “You’re just in time! We’re watching Stranger Things 3~. I mean yeah we’re kinda already three episodes in but we-.” Bakugou quickly cut you off though.

“I don’t want to watch that dumb show… if you’re going to suggest re-watching the other three forget it, it’s just more time to waste.” He lowly grumbled, trying to push you aside so he can just go to his room to go to bed early and wake up even earlier.

“Aww c’mon… this is the first time in a long time that we got a big break! You need to relax a little bit Atomic Blonde.” You said a little bit playfully but Bakugou wasn’t amused in the slightest, “Don’t tell me what to do Shitty Girl!”

“But we got a bunch of snacks and everything! And chocolate! I mean if you don’t want to watch then it’s okay but it’s exciting~. I can always rewatch it with you another time, but I can’t lie a LOT of cool stuff is happening with Eleven and Will and Steve and…”

Your voice was trailing off in his mind as he didn’t even really listen to you. The carefree ignorance in your tone making the rage bubble in him as he trembled and grunted lightly, gritting his teeth when you just kept on smiling with a single care in the world just talking about that fucking show and the fucking snacks…

Why the hell couldn’t you just leave him alone and get that he had a lot more important things to do?

Bakugou couldn’t take it anymore, he was so irritated and annoyed with you and you couldn’t even tell as you just kept going on and on…

“So yeah, if you want we can just see it together again another time. OH I’m so excited though, we’re on the fourth episode and I think we’re gonna see more of Max and-“

“I don’t CARE about Max! Or Eleven! Or Will! Or Steve! Or any of the goddamn demogorgons and the fucking Mind Flayer!”

He finally snapped, well, he’s always snapped but this time he sounded even angrier than normal, which you did notice and your smile slowly fell. “Okay… jeez… don’t have a barn…” You kind of pouted a little bit, crossing your arms. “I was just offering…”

“Yeah, yeah you always offer for me to waste time watching stupid shit.” He replied curtly, his tone sharp and piercing a little hole in your heart like a Needle sword. You weren’t going to just take that.

“Hey… there’s no need to insult the things I like. It’s not stupid!”

“It’s a show with literally just one kid who has superpowers and a bunch of other quirkless losers! It’s a fucking cliché!”

“It’s still a good show! AND you’re forgetting about the interdimensional monsters and evil humans!”

“OH MY GOD WHO GIVES A SHIT?!”

“I DO! IT’S ONE OF MY FAVORITE SHOWS AND YOU’RE PISSING ALL OVER IT!!”

“I’LL PISS ON IT IF I WANT TO!!”

The atmosphere went from fun to extremely tense as Mina watched in concern and wasn’t sure if she should try to break up the fight since you and Bakugou looked really angry. Kaminari on the other hand, was just staring at his feet and trying to block out the loud shouting, glancing every now and then at the others. Tokoyami sighed and closed his eyes, waiting patiently and hoping that the two of you would stop fighting because it was making him a LITTLE uncomfortable.

Aoyama was very scared now, slowly getting up and entrenching himself in a little cushion fort he made on the couch to try and ignore the screaming from you and Bakugou. Shinsou saw this, and he shook his head in frustration as glared at Bakugou in annoyance.

It was kind of his first party ever and Bakugou was ruining it…

“UGH! You work too much Katsuki! I’m fine if you don’t want to watch Stranger Things I mean it’s fine if you don’t like it but you really should relax some more! And I can be with you! Wouldn’t that be fun?” You tried distilling the argument though, especially when you saw that it was making your friends uncomfortable. You could feel their auras and there was fear, discomfort and anger; you didn’t want to feel that anymore, you wanted to make them happy…

“I don’t need you to tell me to fucking relax! What do you even know about fun?! All you ever do for ‘fun’ is sit on your fatass shoving those godawful sweets in your mouth and watching shitty TV you pig!

Your mouth hung open the second he said the real F word, but it wasn’t you who gasped in horror. It was Kaminari, Mina and Aoyama each gasping with their mouths agape. Kaminari looked a mix of shocked (pun intended) and horrified as did Mina, but she was also extremely appalled with her friend, and Aoyama’s eyes went wide and he covered his mouth at such an insult…

Even the more stoic Tokoyami and Shinsou couldn’t hide their shock, although Tokoyami was silent he did cross his arms and give Bakugou a very disappointed look along with Shinsou, who was shaking his head with a tranquil, but furious glower. He knew how self-conscious you were about your figure and weight so, and although he knew that Bakugou was by nature, an asshole, this was pretty low…

You felt like you were going in shock. Just that one single word attacked you, straight into the chest and piercing your heart with a burst of hurt. Bakugou’s called you many things, usually empty insults, but he never commented on your weight (much) and never attacked you about it either.

This time though, you felt very attacked as you slowly closed your mouth into a frown, lowering your head as you averted your eyes from your boyfriend.

Bakugou seemed to notice, and he just registered what he just said to his girlfriend. The things that assholes from school always called you and defended you from, the things he swore that he would never, EVER call you. He knew he fucked up this time as soon as he saw your lip quivering and your (E/C) eyes watering, and he could literally feel the anger radiating from you as your (H/C) started flowing in response with your quirk.

“(Y/N)…”

Before he could say something, you picked up your head to glare right at him, inhaling and exhaling deeply through your nose. Fury and hurt swirled in your eyes that Bakugou could very clearly see and it honestly shocked him.

Were you going to smack him? Or kick him where it hurts?

“I dump your ass!”

You took a hint from Eleven, and right then and there you decided to break it off with your boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend. Whose eyes instantly widened the second he heard that, confusion and shock evident in his features.

No…

“WHAT?!”

He shouted even louder than before, his eyes narrowing in anger again as you turned away, vexed and very upset. “You heard me. I. DUMP. YOUR. ASS!” You enunciated the words slowly and deliberately to annoy him and he was extremely indignant and appalled that you were… seriously breaking up with him?! HIM?!

“You’re dumping me?!”

“What the fuck do you think I said it two fucking times!!” Trembling with vexed distress you didn’t even realize that you were raising your voice and swearing now that your emotions had been triggered and they just came pouring out.

“You’re not seriously breaking up with me over a fucking insult?!” Bakugou’s pride started talking for him though, because he refused to let you bruise his ego by dumping HIM.

“Yes I am Katsuki, and that’s not the only reason... It’s because you’re also selfish and mean! You’re the worst boyfriend ever and I’ve put up with your shit plenty of times but this is just WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH! What you said is just too fucking much for me to even put up with, you’ve completely broken me down I feel like shit and I’ve HAD it and I’m dumping your ass!” You were full-on shouting, not letting Bakugou get a single word in as the tears started to stream down your face, and all you could do was try to wipe them away as fast as possible as you held back the cries itching in your throat.

While Bakugou was conflicted, he was extremely pissed off and still horrified that you were breaking up with him and his pride was seriously suffering, but seeing you so upset and knowing that HE caused it was making him feel so guilty on top of all the ire and selfish pride.

“I didn’t even mean it (Y/N)! Don’t be so damn sensitive!”

“I’d like to leave now… you ruined my party and I’d just really, really like to fucking leave now…” You didn’t listen to him, you weren’t going to anymore. Bakugou’s said and done a lot of things, but this was the last straw and there was nothing that could heal the hurt crushing you from the inside out. You thought he loved you, because he never once said anything about your weight. Bakugou held you as if he liked your chubby form, but today just that insult alone opened your eyes to how he must have actually felt about you, and now you felt even uglier than you already felt before.

So you turned away to leave the common room, but Bakugou wasn’t going to let you go without a talk, and he grabbed your hand in an attempt to make you stop, “(Y/N) don’t just fucking leave like that!” You harshly yanked your hand back though with a tearful glare. “Leave me alone Katsuki!” You took off running the second you were freed, crying the whole run to your dorm room and ignoring Bakugou calling out for you as he followed you.

“(Y/N) DAMMIT!!”

You shut your door and locked it the second you got inside, sniffling and starting to sob at the realization that you broke up with your boyfriend, but for good reason. He banged on your door but you weren’t going to let him in at all, and you didn’t even want to see his face. Bakugou was so damn persistent that you quickly figured out that he wouldn’t leave you alone so you had another idea…

“Open this damn door or I’ll break it down myself!”

He didn’t want to admit it, but he felt horrible, and his threats were completely empty because now he just panicking. This couldn’t be over, he wouldn’t let it end like this. But when you weren’t answering or opening the door, he was actually getting pretty concerned, “(Y/N) I’m serious! Open the door!!” He sounded angry, but he was more worried than anything. And when you didn’t answer for another 5 minutes, he reacted fast by using all of his strength and ramming into the door and forced it open.

There you were with your window open, spreading your aura wings that were now radiating with a cloudy shade of red that Bakugou could tell was because of your anger. Your auras changed color depending on your mood, and you were furious, but hurt…

“What are you doing?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!” He screamed, taking the first step to try and grab your hand but you already made the leap, falling downwards fast before your wings took flight and you glided past the windows with tears in your eyes as you took a turn to be out of your ex’s sight.

Bakugou watched you fly away with wide eyes full of disbelief, awe and regret. He didn’t even see his disappointed classmates still there and just watching with unhappy and slightly angry looks as Shinsou turned off the TV. “Party’s cancelled.” He said to the others lowly, but neither of them really complained. The whole thing was ruined…

“Good. We can’t watch the rest without (Y/N).” Tokoyami sighed in agreement as he headed off to his own dorm-room, really hoping that you were okay because he saw how hurt you were and felt so bad for you, “I hope she’s okay…” Aoyama quietly mumbled, for all that he’s seen you, he had never seen you so upset like that.

“She will be…” Kaminari sounded oddly serious, fully aware that you weren’t okay, but had a feeling that you’ll eventually be okay. “I know…” Mina was really sad, but she didn’t follow the guys, she was going to secretly go outside and see if you were still out there so she can comfort you somehow.

When they walked past him, Bakugou didn’t even care because he was still too much in shock over the shambles that was now his relationship with you, but he felt someone’s eyes coldly leering at him.

“You really did it now Bakugou.”

Shinsou knew Bakugou was stronger, but wasn’t exactly afraid of him right now after what he just did to you. “You’ve always been a jerk, but after all the shitty things you’ve done, you finally crossed the line.” His voice was chilly as the ash-blonde’s eyes simmered with such fury that would have terrified anyone, “This is none of your fucking business Eye-Bags!!” He raised one sparkling hand, growling as he prepared to blast this asshole away, but Shinsou paid him no mind and instead just walked ahead of him to go to his new dorm-room.

“Don’t fucking walk away from me! You want to pick a fight with me you brainwashing bastard?! Then fight!” He was itching for a fight, and ready to take out his new hurricane of anger, frustration, denial and guilt that was raging inside on this condescending prick.

“No.” Shinsou replied neutrally and calmly despite his own distilled anger as he left the pissed off blonde alone to have his meltdown by himself.

Bakugou wanted to provoke him, punch him in the face and beat him to a bloody pulp but the regret clutching onto his heart with it’s claws rooted him to the spot as he could only grunt and snarl angrily.

“Dammit! Dammit, Dammit, DAMMIT!!” He screamed as he stormed out of the building in vain to look for you, shouting and calling your name over and over again, “(Y/N)! (Y/N)!! (Y/N)!!”

Part of him knew that he was just kidding himself, because he heard your words clearly and knew that your answer was final, but his fucking pride got in the way and just wouldn’t let him acknowledge that it was over. And that you dumped his ass, because of something he did, and that this time you weren’t going to forgive him. God he really, really hoped you would but he knew that you weren’t going to do that so easily this time.

Grabbing his hair he let out another infuriated scream, unable to believe that he said those things to his own girlfriend. He loved how weird you were, and your figure, why the fuck did he call you fat and a pig? Why...?

He didn’t know why, but he knew one thing that was for sure…

He fucked up. Big time.

PART 2: https://ice-cream-kitsunegirl.tumblr.com/post/186833600249/thank-you-all-might

PART 3: https://ice-cream-kitsunegirl.tumblr.com/post/188898319229/i-needed-to-lose-you-to-love-me-bakugou-katsuki-x

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Lost At Sea: A List of WIP’s I am finally letting go of [ Part 2 ]

[ Part 1 ]

Exactly what it says on the tin.

Very Sincerely Yours by semaphoredrivethru

Summary: Terrified at the prospect of humiliating himself in front of the ton and completely ruining his first season with his crippling shyness, omega Stiles Stilinski does the only thing he can; he invents a sweetheart away at war. A completely fictitious and utterly gorgeous captain, a gentlemanly paragon of romance and adoration, an alpha with whom Stiles spends years "exchanging" letters.Years later, an angry, war-battered Derek Hale shows up at Stiles's door. He's no gentleman, and vehemently denies the existence of anything remotely resembling romance. He's received every last letter and has come to collect on Stiles's promises of home and marriage, no matter what.

Last Updated: 2018

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: AHHHHH, THERE’S NOTHING I LIKE MORE THAN A GOOD REGENCY BODICE RIPPER AU. HOW UNFORTUNATE THAT THIS ONE NEVER GOT FINISHED. IT WAS SUCH A GOOD START TOO, I AM SO DISAPPOINTED. AHHHHHHH SO SAD.

Sold by onlyastoryteller

Summary: The government has passed two significant acts that eliminate the rights of convicted felons. When Peter Burke learns that Neal Caffrey's Work Contract has been purchased by a private citizen, he springs into action.

Last Update: 2018

Fandom & Main Pairing: White Collar ; Baffery

Personal Notes: While this fic is amazing and it hasn’t been THAT long since it was last updated (trust me, I’ve held on to fics for over 5 years on the hope it’d get updated lmao), this fandom and pairing just doesn’t interest me anymore; mostly because The Bullshit Season really turned me off from the show.

Sypha’s Boys by ShifterCat

Summary: “Back in the tomb under Greşit, Alucard asked you about that prophecy involving him. And… you blushed.”“O-oh.” That brought her up short. “Yes. That.” Sypha glanced away, gathering herself, then looked back decisively. “‘The Hunter, the Scholar, the Sleeping Soldier: they shall travel together. They shall defeat great evil together. They shall… love together.’”Trevor blinked a few times, allowing that to sink in. Then: “Your prophecy says we’re going to fuck?”

Last Update: 2019

Fandom & Main Pairing: Castlevania ; Syvorcard

Personal Notes: I mean, it says what it is on the tin - it’s just a collection of smut vignettes and after the first 5 chapters the sex kinda just gets old and I start to crave actual plot. That isn’t to say it’s not well written and I didn’t enjoy it but..you know *hand waves*

Partners by wordswehavesaid

Summary: In which Barry Allen is the Starling City Police Department's forensics assistant. Yes, Starling.

Last Update: 2015

Fandom & Main Pairing: The Flash/Arrow ; Flarrow

Personal Notes: I love love love love LOVE this fic. I love it SO MUCH and it physically PAINS ME to let it go but it’s time. Still, at 25 hefty chapters, it’s not really a bad deal to put your time into it.

Take My Body by paraselenewoman

Summary: Derek and Jordan are Alphas. Stiles is their newly obtained omega. Everything is pretty terrifying.If given the chance, though, Stiles probably wouldn't change a thing.

Last Update: 2015

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Derek x Stiles x Parish

Personal Notes: ......okay listen. I never said I was proud of all of my fic reading choices okay BUT SOMETIMES. SOMETIMES A BITCH JUST NEEDS SOME GOOD OLD FASHIONED A/B/O Dom/sub DYNAMICS IN THEIR LIFE OKAY. YOU CAN’T SHAME ME - but I am a little embarrassed to admit it so let’s head to the next fic.

That Which Binds Them by Flarrow

Summary: Everyone is born with a mark shared by their soulmate, located somewhere around their shoulder blade. They say the mark burns upon meeting one's soulmate. Oliver knows what his is, but doesn't believe in the system. Barry doesn't know what his looks like, but he wants it to be a surprise.Set in The Flash and Arrow universes, but AU in the sense that I'm not sticking to the storyline laid out in either series, though I may borrow elements when they work for the story. Barry and Oliver are still The Flash and Arrow. Idea of the mark's location was inspired by the brand Oliver received in “The Fallen.”

Last Update: 2016

Fandom & Main Pairing: The Flash/Arrow ; Flarrow

Personal Notes: I read this a while back but I do remember it being a really good story. At 18 chapters, I didn’t feel like giving it the full re-read treatment since I’m currently on a role but I DID take the liberty of reading the very last chapter and I can say you’ll leave this fic satisfied if you do read it, even though it’s unfinished.

Steve Rogers and the Tri-Wizard Tournament by gryffindor17

Summary: There’s not a person who walks the halls of Hogwarts who doesn’t know Steve Rogers: the boy with the righteous streak, hot temper, and massive crush on the Romanian Longhorns’ star Chaser, Bucky Barnes. But Bucky exists to Steve only on the front page of The Daily Prophet. He has long since resigned himself to admiring from afar, catching games when he can or otherwise following Barnes’s crusade against injustice through printed page.Until the man himself walks into the Great Hall on the first night of their Seventh Year.Bucky’s life outside of the spotlight is hardly worthy of a footnote, never mind a headline, but no one wants to read about Bucky Barnes being found face-down and fast asleep between the shelves of Durmstrang’s impressive library. Between his studies and the Quidditch Finals looming around the corner, the last thing Bucky needs is something like the Tri-Wizard Tournament. He knows Headmaster Pierce is expecting him to volunteer, but all Bucky really wants is to pass his N.E.W.T.S. and maybe twist The Minister’s arm into passing the bill about guaranteed pay for House Elves.That is until he spots Merlin’s gift to man sitting at the Gryffindor table.Then things get complicated.

Last Update: 2016

Fandom & Main Pairing: Captain America (MCU) ; Stucky

Personal Notes: It’s rare that I actually enjoy Hogwarts AU’s and I’ve kinda dropped out of the Captain American fandom so, while this IS really well done, I’m just not interested in it anymore.

Part Of Your World by Jenetica

Summary: Derek's a werewolf. Stiles is a merman. They're not supposed to work.Luckily, they're both determined to prove that particular fact false.Sequel to "Sea Foam and Sunshine."

Last Update: 2014

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: This is the second part in a series and you should def read the first one it’s fucking great. The second one is also good but...you know. Not gonna be finished ever so.

Knot Your Playmate by Halzbarry

Summary: He quickly closed his laptop and laid back on his bed. Somehow he’d convinced himself to not only sign up for an online ABO hookup website, but to also meet up with not one, but two alphas to potentially sleep with and get him through his heat. AU where Stiles is an omega, and has to sign up for an online ABO dating website to find an alpha to bring him through his heat, and possibly be a match so he doesn't flunk out of high school and get sent to remedial school because of Harris. What he doesn't expect is to find two mated alphas looking for an omega, and for feelings to start getting involved. Notice: Fic is on indefinite hiatus and is no longer being worked on.

Last Update: 2015

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Derek x Stiles x Parish

Personal Notes: .......LISTEN. IT’s GOOD OKAY????

Last To Know by Never_Says_Die

Summary: Kink meme fill in which every werewolf and shapeshifter in Beacon Hills is aware that Stiles is pregnant before he is. And apparently the first baby!werewolf being born into the pack (their Alpha's, no less) is a big freakin' deal and excuse enough for everyone to lose their damn minds. When Stiles figures out why everyone's been acting so weird around him, he's not amused.

Last Update: 2013

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: This one is basically finished, like, it’s 21 of 22 chapters but the 22nd chapter would have mostly been just putting a bow on it, it’s already wrapped you know? It’s a really good fic I really love it, I should honestly just reblog it in it’s own right but I’ve already gone through the trouble of formating it so fuck it.

Lonely Road by CranApplePye

Summary: Stiles is running from things he doesn't want to face. Derek is running from a past he cannot leave behind. Their paths collide on a lonely stretch of road when Stiles' car breaks down and Derek is the only mechanic on hand. An unexpected closeness develops, but both men are harboring secrets and Stiles may have just found the one person whose luck runs worse than his own. When the past catches up with the future, it may be one collision that neither of them can survive, and it may end up pulling everyone they love down with them.As everything begins to unravel, choices must be made. Stiles must decide how far he's able to go to protect the people he cares about, and what he'll do when he hits his breaking point. Derek must decide whether he can overcome a lifetime of betrayal enough to trust in someone again, and what he's willing to sacrifice if he is. And Scott and Allison must decide what it means to stand by your friends, and what price they are each willing to pay to do what is right.

Last Update: 2015

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: I AM REALLY MAD THIS NEVER GOT FINISHED. SUCH A COMPELLING STORY. SUCH A FRESH TAKE ON WHAT THE CANON COULD HAVE BEEN. AAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Lost In The Flood by Skaboom

Summary: When social services finally barges in and takes Isaac away from his father, granting custody to his aunt, Isaac gets the first good night's sleep he's had since his mother died, but that doesn't mean that everything is easy from there on out. There's a lot of lingering damage, and with everyone gossiping about him at school, it's hard to find someone to turn to, but with the help of a caring Aunt, a great therapist, and an unexpected friendship with Stiles, a kid on his lacrosse team, Isaac might finally be on the right path.

Last Update: 2017

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Stisaac

Personal Notes: Another sad goodbye, there has never been enough Stisaac fic in this fandom for me so seeing what few good fics there were go unfinished is particularly bitter to me.

#Teen Wolf #Sterek #stiles stilinski x derek hale #white collar #neal caffery x peter burke #neal caffery x peter burke x elizabeth burke #Castlevania #Alucard x trevor x sypha #the flash #arrow #flarrow #barry allen x oliver queen #derek x stiles x parish #Captain America (MCU)#Stucky #Steve Rogers x Bucky Barns #stisaac #stiles x isaac #Lost At Sea

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Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Carla Tsukinami (Story 11)

In terms of the gameplay: The black choices lead up to a bad ending, the white choices lead up to a good ending. Please no reposting onto other sites, ask me before translating this into another language too! I’m an amateur translator, but I hope you do enjoy it anyway!♡

Place: Violet mansion — living room

Carla: …Your report, you really put hard work in it. Everyone is really starting to improve a lot.

Laito: Yep. I‘ll get going then.

Subaru: I‘ll also go back to my room.

Yui: (We went trough all the reports of everyone‘s reconnaissance…)

Carla: We fell into a trap.

Yui: I also thought, it would be like that…

(Scarlet with Reiji as their head seems to be preparing something as usual …)

Carla: Orange which is led by Ruki — Why, are they having more opportunities to leave their house unattended… ?

Yui: Even if everyone is going somewhere, the sighting information would still be scattered …

Carla: It might be better, to see what’s happening inside Orange with our own eyes.

Yui: What do you mean … for example?

Carla: Rebellion or destruction. Those four people are probably even unable to stay close to each other.

Yui: Do you think, there‘s something like this? Because, everyone thinks they are brothers which is the cause of their fake memories.

Carla: That’s another possible story. A long time ago, you were the one living with those vampires.

Yui: Y-Yes. I was living in the Sakamaki mansion.

Carla: Did Karl-Heinz sons, complement and support each other as brothers back then?

Yui: T-That is…

They all together, had a terrible relationship with each other…

Carla: That’s how it is. Probably Ayato, along with Kanato are still having good terms which Ruki can‘t manage.

Yui: (Both are probably not paying attention to Ruki-kun‘s instructions at all, they do whatever they want… just like they used to do)

Ah! Then, what about Shin-kun?

Carla: That would…

…That wouldn’t change, in this situation I would be replaced by Ruki. Before a battle would start, he’d always try to make his brother Ruki proud…

Yui: Shin-kun, so he trusts Ruki-kun as his brother…?

Carla: Shin has a good sense of trust in a long standing partner.

Right now, he’s willing to see Ruki as his ideal big brother…

Yui: Carla-san…

(He looks pained… That’s right. His younger brother who he cares about, is admiring someone else as his brother)

Choices

1) — encourage (black)

2) — snuggle up (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

— encourage

Yui: No problem, that‘s all just because his memories are weird.

Once we‘re able to get his memories to return, he‘ll be back to himself.

Carla: Yes… that’s right.

Yui: (He smiles at me, but he still looks pained…)

— snuggle up ♡

Yui: (Right now, I can’t say anything. I can only stay by his side…)

(I guess… it’s because Carla-san knows his younger brother is admiring another person as his brother, who also is a vampire)

(This fact seems to hurt him, but it can’t be changed for now…)

Carla: …There is no need for you to be disappointed. Such thing is nothing to worry about. It’s a story I need to recover from first.

Yui: Yes…

Carla: I know. There is something that could calm me down. But —

If you, can snuggle up to this feeling, it would already heal on it’s own.

Yui: Even if it’s just a bit, I’m glad as long as I can make you feel better.

(Because, that’s the only thing I can do for him now…)

end Choices

Yui: (That’s it. Maybe if I held this hand for awhile, he’ll feel better)

*Yui grabs Carla‘s hand*

Carla: …What’s wrong?

Yui: Nothing… I just can‘t replace your feelings…

But, I‘ll always be there for you. I just wanted to tell you that.

Carla: Hmph… I understand. It‘s usually the role of the king to inspire his subjects, but not to be comforted by them.

Yui: That’s because I’m not a subject. Please, let me support you even if it’s just a bit.

Carla: Surely, that’s right. You as my wife — the queen of the founder king.

Essentially, it‘s your role to receive the entire love of the king. But—

*Carla hugs Yui*

Yui: Ah…

Carla: Let’s stay like this, just for a little bit…

Yui: (I’m wrapped up in Carla-san‘s arms… I want to encourage him, I want to heal his feelings…)

Carla: Only, when I‘m touching you this way, I’m able to forget all the stupid things in my head.

Yui: Yes… me too.

(I wish, this moment and soft mood could last forever)

(But, I know we can‘t stay like this…)

*Yui let‘s go*

Carla: You‘re caring a lot. I need to thank you, I really appreciate your dedication.

Yui: No, I’m glad if I could at least be a little helpful.

Carla: As usual, you reply in such adorable ways. If you wouldn‘t respond to them that way, I wouldn‘t feel comfortable.

We’ll definitely catch up with Orange’s movements, to get Shin out of there.

Yui: Ngh, yes!

(That’s good, his usual strength is coming back to Carla-san‘s personality…)

Carla: Even if we follow the footsteps of Orange, it would be difficult in conventional ways.

The situation is different if you‘re just watching their mansion from the outside.

Yui: No matter if all the brothers are gathered in one place, we would always have trouble moving them apart…

Oh, can’t we just mark one person all the time then, isn’t that possible?

For example, Shin-kun.

Carla: You mean like following them around? This sounds like a difficult task for a longer time.

Besides, Shin has a good nose. He would notice the smell of different vampires from the distance.

Yui: That’s right … hmm…

Yes! If so, how about this idea?

Place: Violet mansion — Garden

Subaru: Why am I supposed to be the one who needs to collect these flowers!?

Carla: Your given role has to handle those kind of tasks as well. You should feel grateful.

Subaru: Greatful my ass!

Yui: I’m sorry, Subaru-kun. But if we use them, I think we could sent a familiar on a reconnaissance without getting noticed by Shin-kun.

Even in the forest, there are a bunch of flowers blooming. Shin-kun shouldn’t notice them if we mixed up it’s smell.

Not only the familiars, we might also need to take a full bath in those flowers—

Carla: We‘re removing it‘s smell, so it can follow Shin around.

Yui: That‘s the reason why we need to collect these flowers, we need a lot for the bats…

Subaru: I already understood it. You don‘t need to explain it anymore.

Well, I’m going to collect more then. Let me come back as soon as I got them and the familiars then.

Yui: Thanks!

Carla: Oh… if you‘re so comfortable with it, you can get them one by one in no time.

Subaru: One by one, the fuck. You better cooperate with me then!

Yui: S-Stop that! It‘s not the time to fight now!

(They‘re back at it again… I feel relieved, but at the same time I feel worried…)

(I wonder if they‘re fine with my strategy and if it’s going to work)

Monologue

As planed, Subaru‘s familiar disappeared at nighttime in the forest with a floral scent.

The rough location of Shin-kun is known, because of Laito-kun’s past reports.

After that, I hope they haven‘t noticed the familiar for the time being…

Place: Violet mansion — Carla’s bedroom

Yui: (It’s been a whole day, since the familiar has started to go on a reconnaissance about Shin-kun…)

The fact that the familiar hasn‘t returned yet, I wonder if everything is alright?

Carla: It might got either found or they already disposed it.

Yui: ….Ngh

(He’s not wrong. That might be another possibility…)

Carla: But, this was one of Subaru‘s familiars. It won‘t give up that easily.

Yui: Eh?

(Carla-san, was that a compliment to Subaru-kun… ?)

Carla: Is it really so strange?

Yui: Oh, s-sorry. I just didn’t think you‘d say something like this to Subaru-kun.

Carla: Hmph… well, that’s right.

Although he’s a vampire, that man has a good way to see things differently.

Yui: Carla-san…

Carla: Vampires are just one of the lower races. My thoughts haven‘t changed on that.

But, he‘s one of those who understand their own height and those who are honest with other people.

I can‘t fully accept it, because I am not a narrowed man.

Yui: Yes… that‘s right. Carla-san is indeed a good king.

(The chance for Carla-san to get a better relationship to Subaru-kun just got a little better, but only a little)

(I would be glad if they would get along. Even if it‘s just for this situation while we’re trapped in this world…)

*Subaru enters*

Subaru: Hey, Carla!

Yui: …Ngh!

Carla: … What happened, you‘re pretty noisy.

Subaru: There was a report from my familiars. Ruki and Shin — they’ve been attacked by Reiji!

Carla: …What did you say?

Yui: Only the two of them!? What about Ayato-kun!?

Subaru: That is, something I don‘t know about. After all, Ruki was beaten up already…

Anyway, it‘s obvious that 2 vs 4 is a dangerous situation. Carla!

Carla: … Guide us there. We‘re leaving now.

Yui: (Carla-san’s expression has changed…)

(Shin-kun, Ruki-kun… I hope they‘re okay… !)

Place: Outside — wide area

Subaru: There they are!

Carla: …Ngh

Yui: That is…!

Shin: They‘re acting to be clever… as long as they’re acting that way we can’t get out of it.

Reiji: That’s how it works. I will give you an advice, so please don’t say anything unpleasant anymore.

Are you aware of this becoming a lifelong battle, if you won’t give up just now?

Shin: I‘d rather die…. than giving up to Scarlets leader who is such a sassy asshole!

Yuma: Tch! You’re not giving up, are ya? But — you‘re way too weak for me!

*Yuma stabs Shin*

Shin: Ahhhhhhh!!

Kino: Hahaha! Are you giving up already? You got a pretty big mouth for such weak hands, you know?

Shu: It would be appreciated if you gave up or died already.

Ruki: Shin!

Shin: Agh… brother. I‘m fine, over here.

Yui: (Shin-kun, Ruki-kun! They are already bleeding… !)

Subaru: Reiji that guy… he really brought everyone. Is he seriously planing on killing them… ?

Carla: The change of his memories is the cause, he sees them as an enemies which got in his way, he‘s not going to show them any mercy.

Even though he forgot, he‘s making a terrible treatment to my most loved one…

Yui: Carla-san…

Subaru: Certainly, we can’t save those guys. But, how can we stop this situation?

Ruki and Shin can‘t move anymore and there still are four opponents.

Carla: There’s no need to hesitate. I‘ll go there.

Yui: Heh!? Carla-san, alone?

Carla: Just me is enough. You can’t compare my powers with those vampires anyway.

Above all… Shin‘s wounds, are more than just one reason to rip them apart.

Yui: Ngh… I-I see.

Carla: Subaru, you‘ll stay here. Look after this woman.

Subaru: Y-Yes…

Carla: Now— The powers of the founder king, which those vampires have forgotten. Let me show them once again.

*sword clashes*

Shin: Uagh…!

Yuma: Try it as many times as you want!

Shin: Son of a bitch… ngh

Reiji: Looks like this match is officially done. There is no need for grudge, my next target will be Eve anyway.

Well then, enjoy your suffering. Members of the Orange family.

Ruki: Kn…

*footsteps approach*

Yuma: Ah? Who is it!?

Carla: …You‘re not even satisfied with those in front of you. The enemies are already not able to walk anymore.

Reiji: Violet’s head, Carla!

Shin: Ngh… why is someone like you here!?

Carla: Listen to that later. More than that now—….

Let get all the disturbers — scattered at once!

Yuma: Ngh!?

Reiji: Kn… !

Ruki: What, just now… all members of Scarlet can‘t move…

Carla: After all, have you really forgotten how to use your magic powers due the memory change?

Seems like you‘re avoiding to remember them. But next time, you will know.

Reiji: Just now, was that the power of the king? Are you saying that you already got them?

Carla: Are you still dancing on those illusion you got? How amusing…

This is, the power of the great founder. The powers of the king you desire so bad — aren‘t the same!

Kino: Ngh! …Tch. This really got troublesome…

Reiji! Let’s retreat! We can’t win as long as they have powers like this!

Reiji: Y-Yes… looks like it. This place will be immediately dismissed.

*Scarlet leaves*

Yui: (Seems like Reiji-san and the others retreated…)

Subaru: The power of the founders, are as impressive as usual… he really took care of them all.

And … I thought that he might not make it through this situation alone. Carla that guy…

Yui: Carla-san!

Carla: Yes, I cleaned up. Like this we can take Shin with us.

Yui: Yes!

(But… first of all, they are covered in blood. Both of them also have serious wounds…)

Ruki: …Violet’s head Carla. Why?

Why did you bring Eve with you, just to help us? Our mansions are each other’s enemies.

Carla: For now you don’t need to know about that. In addiction, I didn’t come to help the two of you.

Shin… he was the reason for my help.

Shin: What? Me… ? You, you only came here to help me?

Carla: Exactly.

Yui: Hey, I don’t think he’ll believe you right away, so we should talk about everything once we got back.

Let’s go back, to the mansion—

Shin: …Crap…

Yui: Huh?

Shin: The enemy… came to save us? Just for me? That’s bullshit!!

Carla: Shin…

Shin: Are you pitting me in some ways? If you want to spread such things, I’ll kill you right on the spot!

Anyway, once you’d be done with us, wouldn’t you kill us as well?

I’d rather die on this spot, than following someone like you.

Yui: He’d rather die, that’s…

Carla: …

Yui: (Carla-san also has a worried expression…)

Carla-san…

Carla: We’ll stop here. Shin hates nothing more than showing mercy.

Things in the past, made his personality like this.

However, if you change your view, it seems like not all the memories from the past are vanished.

We shouldn’t be pessimistic in this situation.

Yui: … I understand. If Carla-san says so …

(This situation, still looks hard for him. It’s hard to say out things clearly, but he knows them because they‘ve always been together)

(It’s always been the two of them, they’re real brothers… )

Carla: …I changed my mind now. Violet’s head Carla will tread you from this moment on.

Orange’s members Ruki, Shin. You are worthy as my prisoners of this war. Come to our mansion.

Shin: I’d never dare to follow someone like you!

Carla: It’s up to you, whether you want to stay save or you’ll be killed. How I’m going to treat you, depends on your actions.

Shin: What did you… !

Ruki: Shin, stop it. Our defeat was already visible at the time Scarlet attacked us.

It’s my fault for not predicting their future movements. We are not the ones who are allowed to decide what will happen to us next.

Shin: That’s not it… it’s not your fault. The guys from Scarlet just used their dirty hands and tricks on us…

… I’m sorry. I won’t interrupt this anymore. I’ll follow whatever my brothers decision is.

Yui: (Shin-kun, who was so rough just a second ago just accepted Ruki-kun’s words… Because, he trusts his brother—)

Carla: …. Seems like you decided what to do.

Yui: (His real brother, is right in front of him… it’s really frustrating)

Subaru: After all, is it okay to take them back with us?

Carla: Yes. Their injuries are serious so we’ll treat them. It would be a hassle if they fell down while moving.

Subaru: Jeez, how bothersome…

Hey, Ruki. About the other two — where did Ayato and Kanato go?

Ruki: … There is no need to tell you about that.

Subaru: Tch, if you say so.

Yui: Subaru-kun … I’m sure Ayato-kun will be all right.

Subaru: It’s not like I was particularly worrying about them. It would get even more bothersome if they were with them.

Yui: Yes… that’s right

(I’m sure he’s actually worried. But, for now we have other problems…)

Carla: Enough with this useless talk. Let’s head back to the mansion.

Yui: …Yes

(Shin-kun and Ruki-kun, they are coming along with us for now)

(But, watching Shin-kun and Carla-san like this… it’s painful)

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fisherfurbearer · 5 years

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I would absolutely live to hear about Future Plans and heritage fruits! My partners and I are looking at buying a house by the end of the year and I'm so excited at the prospect of a back yard to fill with food plants and gardening and everything! So I'd love to know more about someone else's plans!!

mmMMMMMMMMMMMMMM YOU OPENED THE CAN OF WORMS THE WORMS ARE OPEN THEY ARE EVERYWHERE NOW!!!! OHHHHHHH JEEZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOTHING CAN STOP THIS!!!!

MMMMMM. I LOVE. DOMESTIC CROPS AND ANIMALS. SO MUCH.

SPECIFICALLY “heritage” varieties. The pre-industrial/commercial varieties that people lived on for hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of years, or even the stuff younger than that, it’s just...so!! Good!!!

You didn’t QUITE ask for this but this is where I’m going with it. I LOVE. LOVE. LOVE. The HISTORY of our domesticated crops (specifically fruits and vegetables, but mostly Tree Fruits!!!! But I’m also suuuuper partial to heirloom sweet potatoes/normal potatoes even though I don’t like the taste of sweet potatoes, they’re just SO FRICKING COOL and I want to learn more about other vegetables too) and animals is just....HOOOOO!!!!

Locally adapted,, perfect little....NUGGETS that just...perfectly fit their own SPECIFIC LITTLE NICHES...no matter WHERE you live, no matter HOW much space you have, no matter HOW good or bad your soil, NO MATTER WHAT, there is ALWAYS something to grow or raise, and we can thank so, so much of that to the incredible variety of heritage crops/animals (and methods of agriculture) out there. Mild, cold, hot! Lots of space, little space, no space!! Fertile, barren!! Every condition in every color and shape and flavor and size and ahhhhhhh!!!!! AHHHH!!!!

Hold onto your butts because this is one Hell of a Mega Ramble okay, there is so much to talk about here, oh man.

Some background, which you can skip if you want...!!! It’s a LOT and it get’s VERY NEGATIVE but also VERY GOOD AND HOPEFUL, it’s a real big story and it’s My Story and gives a lot of insight into Why I’m Like This but it’s okay to skip for sure!! Anyway:

I’ve been researching (i.e. writing literally 1.5-2k+ words nearly every single day) for literally 7 years now about all of my various Passions and Plans in life. Obviously breaks were taken due to Sad Times but no matter what I did, no matter what happened, I’d always come back to my dumb awful stupid notes. I have notes on my current laptop, my old harddrive, my SO’s laptop, my stepdad’s laptop, my SO’s OLD gaming laptop, my old netbook, my OLD OLD netbook, every phone I’ve had in the past 7 years (which has been like uhh...five? I have bad luck with phones..) and COUNTLESS pieces of paper and cheap composition books.

To call it research, it seems to silly. Writing these words here, to you strangers on the internet, I CANNOT EXPRESS TO YOU how VITAL these notes are to my VERY EXISTANCE.

I have been researching and writing and talking to folks and asking questions and LIVING AND BREATHING this stuff for LITERALLY, LITERALLY HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS if not ALMOST A THOUSAND OR MORE HOURS at this point!!!! If we were to actually SOMEHOW backtrack all the way to late 8th grade/freshman year when I first started dipping my toes into reptiles and fell in love with my first jumping spider that landed on my arm after I read Darren Shan’s Cirque Du Freak, after being so fascinated by the intelligent giant magic tarantula in the first book, and gathered ALL of my notes from then to NOW (I’m 21 now, if I was in college, I’d be graduating next May) it would EASILY surpass that. For YEARS in high school my family thought I was always playing games on my laptop, but really from the moment I got home to the moment I went to bed, I was watching lets plays with one side of the screen and reading, reading, reading, and writing, writing, writing with the other. For HOURS. Every. Single. Day.

Hell, this has been my most recent “Renaissance” of writing, after The Big Realization of earlier this year (I’ll get to that), and this is AFTER I went on a horrible depressed/manic rampage and deleted like 80% of my notes (that would have been from...hmm. This is what I didn’t delete, what Jessie recovered, and what I’ve added...so March to Early September, when Jessie switched my notes to a new program (I lost a lot of notes from lack of autosaving so now they’re on our nextcloud so I can’t lose them...but I’m too stubborn to use it still) and this is still like. A lot.

Keep in mind the average 10-11 kb file is 1500-1700 words for me. My biggest files (only of the ones I still have, on this laptop) are 40-60 kb. (Also these are Big Secrets that I don’t ever show anyone but Jessie, who I’ve been with now for almost 7 years, so this is pretty dang important to me and a big thing to be revealing.)

Current folder I’m usually saving to:

Nextcloud I don’t bother to use usually but probably should use:

Again, this is ONLY on my newest laptop, and this DOESN’T include the files I deleted a few months ago, nor the files I lost from February-early April after Jessie updated my computer and wiped my files, and I still have a BUTTLOAD left on my old harddrive from last year, but we never moved it up and I don’t feel a need to. (I’ve learned so much. So. Much. In the past year. I think I’ve matured a lot and really become more...Me. But I’ll get to that.)

Also doesn’t include the SEVERAL notebooks I’ve filled front to back this year (cheap $0.50 ones from work...I’ve blown through a couple biggish ones and I think 2-3 little quarter-size memo books) and all the receipt papers I have crammed into my work uniform...

But anyway why is this important? It really helps iron in just how HUGE this is to me. My future “Plans” aren’t just...it’s really important to me. Okay? I am but a humble stranger on the internet and my life and everyone elses’ respective lives are infinitely more complex than we can ever dare imagine one anothers’ existences to be, but just trust me when I say that I’m not pulling this from nowhere, this shit isn’t some sort of “fad” to me, this has been a long, long series of events and realizations and heartbreaks and so, so much pain that have finally led to everything kinda falling into place sometime this year where it hit me.

You see...all of my research topics followed a pattern. It went, in my rough memory, something like this.

It started with reptiles. Lots of reptiles. So many reptiles. I was so naive and young then and my sources sucked and I was very much a novice who dreamed of owning all sorts of cool reptiles when I got older, and of getting a gecko when I went to college. That was how it started and it went downhill from there. I branched off into gardening (I wanted and still want a blue tongue skink and had thoughts about how I’d grow a garden for vegetables and squashes and stuff for the skink and feeder insects) and THAT grew into this whole THING about raised bed gardening, square foot gardening, then into permaculture, which planted the seed for many things to come...and now I’ve ALWAYS LOVED BIRDS,, but when I learned that keeping CHICKENS was a thing (thank you Jennifer (Nambroth)!!!!!!!!!! Our emails back and forth are still saved forever, our talks about chickens changed my life and way of thinking Forever!!!) and I researched that, then I’d jump back to reptiles again, and back to chickens, then more reptiles, then chickens and QUAIL, or OTHER poultry,, and so on and so on. This beautiful fluid branching path that would always rebound on itself and I’d drop some topics, gain new ones, revisit old ones, learn what I liked, what I didn’t like, what were brief interests, and what were there to stay.

Some topics (chickens, new caledonian geckos, antaresia pythons, tarantulas, gardening...) would always come back. No matter what I did...they came back. As I grew as a person, I started to figure out what was important to me (CONSERVATION, animal welfare, reptile/invertebrate enrichment, vivarium design, combining art with animals, and did I mention CONSERVATION? and combating climate change/The World but that came later.) and while some of those points didn’t show up in my research until later...like my obsession with native wildlife/plants and domestic species...it never went away.

And as I grew older, outside of my research life went on, and I really went through A Lot in these seven years. Undiagnosed anxiety/depression all through high school, practically living in the guidance office junior/senior year, dealing with an emotionally abusive and animal abuser teacher for many years, living with my emotionally abusive/narcissistic mother, and eventually going to an amazing art college and having both the best and worst time of my life (Hahah!! Almost straight As and skipped a writing class with my amazing scores and was top of my class, Dean’s list first semester, in the Visionary Women’s Honors society, worked in the admissions office and did lots of cool things, but hahaha also really wanted to die and was Destroying Myself) and trying to get help while keeping it a secret from my mom...lo and behold of course she eventually found out about the Depression when I had to go inpatient near the end of my second semester, and she. HA, I can’t even cry about this anymore. She literally disowned me (took all my money, sold my car, cut me off of health insurance, made me pay my own hospital bills, refused to do my FAFSA for college anymore, dropped all support, and later when I had to come home because I relapsed again and the college made me go on a medical leave of absense, she threatened to kick me out and call the police [hilariously enough though the house was owned by my stepdad, not her, so she couldn’t do anything. Also I never did anything to her and she was just crazy and made up excuses. But yeah not fun trying to walk to work and being threatened over the phone that she was going to have me dragged out of work by the cops and not to come home, hahaha!!!!!! But then also when I did live with my neighbor for a few days she was apparently so distraught?? Haha what a weird person!!!! I haven’t seen her for three years now and it’s been the best thing that ever happened to me. Don’t mourn for me, it’s SO Much better now. Speaking of, she was a PETA-hugging ARA nutjob and if she knew what I was planning on doing she would’ve disowned me either way!!!!!!), and of course fighting to be able to move out and rent an apartment with my SO (I hate the word boyfriend. It’s been 7 years come January 11th, and we’ve been through so fucking much. And she [my mom...] and other people always made fun of him being my BOYFRIEND that that word is tainted for me...so Significant Other it is) and then being forced to live alone there for a couple months,, and then even after that, the fights with his family, the car accident in November, my mom ruining all chances of me going to college (keep in mind I had after leaving college, spent the next TWO AND A HALF FUCKING YEARS OF MY LIFE trying to make it so I COULD go back, spent all of my time, energy, hope, eVERY OUNCE OF MY BEING trying to do so,,, and she manipulated me and then lied to me and made it so I couldn’t), my rebounding depression, my Intensifying Aggression (terrifying. Developed when I was in college...I guess it’s some kind of rapid bipolar disorder, maybe triggered by me going on antidepressants in college, they said. But it was so long ago and they never knew the full story for a proper diagnosis anyway. But it’s gotten manageable and We’re Coping), the housefire on Christmas, moving Once Again to the new place and being told I can’t bring my 15 year old cat (he’s with my stepdad still now but it’s not okay.), the rats have to be in the basement, and oh yeah if you want to attend college again loans will be nearly 13% interest hahaha!!! and then finally just straight up breaking down in February and not leaving bed for DAYS and nearly committing suicide, just the real worst time ever, and my former therapist/psychiatrist place weren’t responding (turns out they discharged me!! haha kinda hard to make appointments WHEN YOU DON’T PICK UP THE PHONE and we DIDN’T GET THE NOTICE IN THE MAIL because our HOUSE WAS CONDEMNED and my mail was being sent to my STEPDADS an hour away!!!!!!!! Also really hard to talk to you when you BLOCK OUR FUCKING NUMBER and HANG UP ever time we fucking call haha!!!!!! Literally on the verge of suicide and not on my anxiety meds for MONTHS but hey sure that works too guys!!!!) which really didn’t help, and yeah it was really just the pits! Just the absolute pits, the Very Worst.

Now at this point I don’t remember exactly when/what changed, but SOMETHING did.

Leading up to February, I wanna say it was about October that I started getting kinda weirdly depressed, and I started REALLY tanking after the fire. After the fire, I had to move back to my stepdads within the night, and had to live without Jessie again and commute really far and keep the tarantulas a secret and in general be very alone and very sad. I started wearing down and it was getting so hard to just...enjoy. Anything. Even just taking care of the pets became difficult, and doing art or researching was impossible. I just...didn’t care anymore. I stopped caring.

On top of that, my climate grief and general feelings of Despair were at an all time high, and I just didn’t. Fucking. CARE. What happened next.

I spent YEARS of my life WEARING MYSELF TO THE BONE trying to get into college, the get back into college, to just try to do this thing that I was supposed to do, my ONE hope of having a career and a future that I probably wouldn’t even be happy with (I was an illustration major. I liked drawing. It’s what I was best at. But looking back, I wouldn’t have been happy doing it for a living. And Moore [no that’s not what my blog is named for, it just also happens to be my last name] was a great college but it just...wasn’t worth $30k a year with no cosigner for loans, even AFTER my scholarships) and my body and mind were wearing down and no matter what I did I didn’t care about myself, my animals, my partner, my life, nothing. I can’t explain how terrifying that is. Of all the time in my life, I think this was the worst. On top of my life problems, it must be said again that my climate grief and Misery regarding the state of our country and the world was also at an all-time-high, and I just felt...POWERLESS. Powerless and empty and uncaring and dead inside. I really wanted to just...drive off a bridge or eat a ton of pills (which I did do a couple times, don’t do that. Please. It’s NOT worth it.) and just stop Existing.

But then something just...changed.

I don’t know what it was, exactly. But I got SOMETHING back. SOMETHING “clicked”.

I’m crying a bit now. It’s so stupid to say, but I truly believe this is what saved my life. Realizing my purpose in life. That everything fell into place and finally made sense.

I’m going to be a bit more concise here but...basically...many of my passions and smaller aspects of myself all fell into place, so PERFECTLY.

It hit me that...ah jeez.

I will digress one more second. For those of you who don’t know, I have two Eurydactylodes geckos, named Vladimir (E. vieiliardi) and Estragon (E. agricolae). They are named for my favorite drama that we read in AP English, Waiting for Godot. It’s an aburdist theater play about two men who wait under a tree for someone (we don’t know who, just that his name is Godot) and that’s about it. Everyone had a lot of different things to say about that weird little book, but my take on it was that it’s supposed to be what happens to two men when they lack a “purpose” in life. Existentialism, and all that. They sit there and sit there and completely lose themselves just WAITING for this guy that they don’t even remember, they don’t even know why they’re there, and they do nothing to try and change that. The difference between existentialism and absurdism, however, is that absurdism specifically discusses this idea of a Chaotic Universe, this Lack of Meaning, this pointless quest of humanity to seek value and meaning in a universe without reason. It’s a fruitless effort, it’s Absurd! But the beauty of absurdism, this tiny idea that stayed with me in the goofy names of my geckos (I chose the names because I thought the play was amusing and I loved the characters’ relationship, which is Quite Gay and so Loving and Charming it warms my heart, and I loved that they called each other “Didi” and “Gogo”) and really held true to my own life. I DO NOT believe that THIS is why this change happened for me, but it’s ironic, no?

Back to Absurdism, Absurdism says... “here is this meaningless, Chaotic, RIDICULOUS universe. There is NO reason for ANYTHING, there NEVER will be, you DO NOT MATTER, you DO NOT HAVE A PLACE HERE. There is NO POINT to anything. So fuck it, and try to find one anyway.”

My original therapist did not understand why I found this so wonderful and inspiring. It’s so rebellious and selfish, I LOVE IT. To embrace the Absurd is to take the bull by the horns and flip it upside down! It’s to stare all of this dreadful pointlessness in the Void, and when it says “Why bother? Why care about these insignificant invertebrates? These ridiculous reptiles? These ABSURD apples???” and flip the bird both hands and say “BECAUSE I WANT TO, BECAUSE I SAID SO, BECAUSE I AM HUMAN, AND I CAN!!!” It’s...also more than that, it’s this long, defiant lifelong journey, this stupid, ridiculous journey of fumbling about trying to find one’s place in a cruel, vast world, and finding oneself in that journey.

I love people. I love the ABSURDITY of humanity, of people, of myself, of others. A Huge part of my Future Plans has to do with People, and Community, and Changing my little patch of the world. It’s not much in the grand scheme of things, but I know it can make a difference to someone and myself and that’s what matters.

Anyway back to the Clickening.

Around that time I had a moment like that. It was as if something in my mind was screaming at me, listen. You are here, and you have always been here to love animals, to love life, to make art, to tell stories with your art, to raise little sheeps.

And like that, it started Something.

I agreed to go to a local doctor, and was put on antidepressants. I’ve been on them since late February. I also got accommodations for work, so I have two excused absenses due to mental illness each month, which was good, because they tried to fire me 4 times now and they haven’t succeeded yet. (I’m DAMN GOOD at what I do, I’m just Sad and Unlucky and Dumb, but I’m doing a lot better now!!) I started taking all of the things I learned in the past many years and what I’ve learned about myself as a person (I won’t talk about it here but I’ve always struggled with my Identity [not gender wise, just...with my mental health and my mood disorder, it’s really hard to know What is ME and What’s The Illness) and it all started falling into place. My needle felting, my love for animals, conserving native wildlife AND heritage breeds with restoration grazing and positive impact forestry, utilizing my Overwhelming Charisma (in person I swear I’m quite a good talker! Way better than my typing here!) for education, outreach, and farmers market sales, my love for life and my fellow human beings and my plans to work hard to help feed my local communities and encourage sustainable agriculture and the dismantlemant of capitalism Love of our native wilds and backyards alike (I also have Big Thoughts about getting native peoples input as well, but I need to research that more and actually talk to people, but that would be in future years!!), and so, so many things!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That started in late February/early March now, and since then I’ve still had Really bad times, but I’d say in the past mmmmm...probably since late July? I think yeah since about then things have really taken great turns. I’ve Matured a lot, really embraced who I am and what I want to do, and while I KNOW my plans are going to keep changing over time (tentative goal is to look for/buy our property in 2025!! That gives us 5 years post-graduation to settle down and see how things go, where Jessie will be working, where we’ll be living, how my mind changes, all of that!!) but I KNOW in my BONES in my SOUL that this is what I have always been meant to do. To raise things, grow things, and to Care.

ANYWAY WOW HAHAHA YOU SURE DIDN’T ASK FOR ALL THAT BUT THERE YA GO THERE’S THE BACKSTORY, THE FIRST HALF OF THE WORMS!!!!!!

TL;DR: I’m a sad sap who is now slightly less sad and has Big Plans that were 7 years+ in the making and I want to take all my Big Thoughts about exotic welfare (well, reptiles and spiders mostly, but sure) and also apply it to DOMESTIC welfare and Make a Dang Difference!!!!

Okay now I’ve become very burnt out, I’ve been writing for like two hours now? So this part will sadly be shorter, but I will definitely write more about it again if you or anyone else has questions or actually wants to hear about it.

Basically...the amount of These Plans that I am willing to let you folks know, is uhh...oh jeez where do I even begin, haha...

Well it started small plans (early years of research, when I used to think a small greenhouse was Super Wild and Crazy) but nah bruh we goin’ full hog, literally. My plans are to get a decent sized property, still in my state, and have a HUGE focus on Sustainability and Positive Grazing/Management! That means rotational grazing to IMPROVE soils!!! Thinning the woodlot and clearing brush for the HEALTH of the forest!!! Reintroducing blight-resistant american chestnuts to restore our forests and support a healthy wildlife population!!!! Using both honeybees AND cultivated native bees [did you know that’s a thing???? You can buy native bee cocoons, like raised humanely, and raise them for pollinating plants!! Like Orchards!!] and grazing pastured pigs and chickens under orchard trees, while also providing BUTTLOADS of native flowers and domestic tree blossoms for native pollinators!! All that great stuff.

My biggest focuses would be raising practical heritage livestock for sustainable agriculture and conserving heritage fruit trees, with a focus on apples and pears. I also want to grow a lot of mutually beneficial/low-impact perennial resources...think honey, maple syrup, nut trees, stuff like that! And I want to graze on pastures with native grasses and locality-specific wildflowers (check out Ernst Seeds, especially if you live in/near PA like I do!! Wow it’s so frickin’ cool) and focus on northern european short-tailed sheep (finnsheep, gotland, icelandic, leader, shetland, and soay) and small landrace American hogs (american guinea hog, ossabaw island hog) and the more recent but so full of potential idaho pasture pig. I also want to raise icelandic landrace chickens for utility (parasite/pest management, composting), conservation, and eggs. I also want to raise rabbits (silver fox crosses for meat, and french angora crosses for fiber! I have a dream of producing high quality tri color angora for spinners...three colors on one animal, and I want them to be especially great for fiber artists who want to raise their own fiber animals but don’t have a ton of space) and I have BIG orchard plans...SO MANY ORCHARD PLANS, HHHHHOOO YES....SO GOOD...also COPPICE WITH STANDARDS and FORESTRY and HOO YES!!!!! I LOVE SOME GOOD OL FORESTRY!!!

I think the best way to describe my current plans standings is that it seperates into a couple different “zones”, for my Current Ideas. This has taken months and so many countless hours of thinking, researching, and ironing out, and I’ve made so much headway in just this past week, but basically imagine this...

It’s mostly split into two pastures, the orchard, and the woodlot.

PASTURE 1

Pasture 1 would be the largest, where we would rotationally graze two primary groups of ruminants. Polled NES-T sheep (finnsheep/gotland) and horned sheep (icelandic/leader) with dairy cows (dutch belted) as well. Dutch belted for milk and specifically cheese production, and they would be grazed in front with the icelandics to help take care of the taller grasses that the sheep would avoid, and help keep the sheep a bit safer. All would be guarded by livestock guardian dogs. Group #1 of the icelandic chickens would be grazed behind them, to help break up manure and disrupt parasite cycles.

Pasture itself would be mostly a big bluestem/little bluestem/indian grass/switchgrass mix, with a good variety of livestock-safe wildflowers (small portion being nitrogen-fixers like tick trefoils and pasture pea) and seed-producing flowers for birds (wild birds and our birds!). Would be rotationally grazed 1-2 days at a time (avg. 3-4 days total) with a 21-35+ day rest period. Polled NES-T sheep would be moved to “silvopasture” (copse with standards, a portion of the woodlot, with coppiced trees for fuelwood/timber interspersed with standard-sized mast producting trees [would double as nut and persimmon orchard, and hog foraging in fall/winter!!!]) in the summer to help them deal with the heat. Summer would be the best time, as it’s after the spring predator pressure and before the acorns fall, which could be bad for them if they ingest too many. Rams and hogs would otherwise graze this land with much longer rest periods otherwise (more like 30-45 days or so).

PASTURE 2

Smaller pasture with similar planting, arranged ‘paddock paradise’ style for a small group of icelandic horses (SO GOOD, and useful!! Little horse hooves are much kinder to the forest than a UTV, and herding on horseback is less stressful for the livestock) and rotationally grazed shetland and soay sheep. Pretty simple, but important. Would also contain Icelandic chicken group #2.

ORCHARD

Worthy of a novel all on it’s own. I want to grow semi-dwarf heritage fruit trees with the fruit drop type synced to the rotation of pastured hogs (idaho pasture pig, american guinea hog, ossabaw island hog) and group #3 of icelandic chickens. Hogs would be in orchard spring-fall, and in the copse with standards fall-early winter. Hogs and chickens would be moved to a holding area during rainy times to help preserve the orchard floor and during winter, where we would also have a large waste management/composting set up for them to root and turn to their hearts content. Should be a lot warmer than the outside in the winter too, and I plan on it being in a high tunnel/hoop house so its covered.

I am ALL ABOUT pairing livestock with crops and encouraging multi-purpose acreage in general, so this is definitely one of my FAVORITE plans so far, and every time I revisit it, it gets better. I also want to raise BEES (honeybees, mason bees, leafcutter bees!!!) for honey and pollination. I also want to plant BUTT-TONS of native flowers and goodies for pollinators, as well as lots of seed producing plants and sunflowers for the chickens to forage for by themselves. These would be some happy livestock, for sure.

WOODLOT

Another huge part of the plan is that I want at LEAST 1/3-1/2 of the property to be Woods. Only a small fraction of the Woods would be managed for livestock foraging and more frequent harvesting (still looking at a good 7-10 year coppice cycle though for trees) and the rest would still be tended to, with the help of the local forestry folks, but it would be preserved for wildlife and low-impact timber and nut/fruit/sap collection.

The VAST MAJORITY of the farm would be multi-purpose acreage for both livestock AND wildlife benefit (and people too of course) and I truly, truly believe and KNOW it can be done. In fact it HAS been done, IS being done, in so many different ways by so many different people in different times, and I know that I want to be a part of it and I can make a difference and use my weird passions for Good and make a dang difference.

Ohhh jeez I’m real sorry I didn’t quite answer your question though but I hope this gives a little insight into what I mean?? And if anyone has Specific questions after reading this (if you make it to the bottom, bless your cotton socks, I’m so proud and also distressed) I can definitely answer them a bit better than this. And hopefully much less...whatever this is, haha!!

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alistonjdrake · 5 years

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Random asks you say? 🙋🏻‍♀️I am here to repent for not knowing enough about your WIP and OCs, so like.. Tell me about it? And also the characters? What are they up to these days?

AHHHHHHH yes. This is joy.

Since 2015 I’ve been working on The Saints Song series, a low/court intrigue fantasy about a prince who falls in love with a pirate, inter-family struggles, and trying to keep an empire together while a whole lot of bs drags it down. I settle for calling it adult fantasy but like a good chunk of people who’ve read the absolute awful first draft of the first book on wattpad are teenagers. I’ve written 3 books because I’m a MESS. I’m working on the 4th and last. No one is allowed to ask me what I plan to do with them when I’m done because I do not know. And I need to redo my wip pages anyhow.

The main characters tho are

Argus: A prince and the youngest of 10 children in the Harver family. At the beginning of ORG (the first book) he’s 19 and unhappily engaged to his cousin and also in an unfulfilling relationship with his best friend Enyo. He’s attention-seeking and probably jealous of his older brother Leonides, who has all the political power and acclaim he aspires too. But Argus is a dumb, mean, pretty party boy and no one wants him involved in government but he’s gonna try anyway.

Leo: The pirate. He used to be in the navy and he brags about this often but he turned to piracy when they ransacked the naval ship he was on. Is very rarely sober, was recently abandoned by his partner, and is at risk for hanging as his captain stole a ship belonging to a prince from one of the most militant countries in the world and he wants absolutely nothing to do with it.

My cast is very...very large and I would list more of them but we’d be here for hours. Some of Argus’ siblings are detailed here tho. I still have to finish a lot of these posts tho because eventually I’ll have explained everything listed there but...like with everything I’m slow.

And my wip intro probably explains things a bit better than I just did

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taehyungiesnoona · 6 years

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jjk | Insomnia

⇢ summary: Waking up from the same nightmare you’ve had for weeks, Jungkook helps calm you down and makes you feel relaxed.

⇢ pairing: female reader x Jungkook

⇢ genre: fluff, boyfriend!jungkook,

⇢ word count: 3.1k

⇢ rating: SFW

⇢ A/N: This is the first time I’ve ever written in second person, still stepping out of my comfort zone. I didn’t go into details about what the nightmare was or what Y/N is wearing. Just picture yourself in your favorite PJ's (: I wanted to leave these factors to the reader to decide, so it could be a bit more personal in a sense. I do hope you enjoy. Happy Reading~

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It happened again.

For the past few weeks, several nights at a time, you kept having the same traumatizing nightmare. It would take your hours to get yourself to fall back asleep. Sometimes you wouldn’t sleep at all, destroying your sleep schedule in the process. It had that much of an impact on you, affecting you at school and even at work.

Seeing the defiantly formed dark circles under your eyes, your boyfriend, Jungkook started to become more worried about you. He hated seeing you like this. Every time he saw you, a bit of his heart was crushed. You looked extremely exhausted and he needed to find a way to help you out. Anything to help out the one he cared for most. You meant the world to him.

That’s when the opportunity arose. Jungkook finally had a free night, not needing to wake up so early in the morning and he used this as a chance to make sure that you got a good night’s rest. He offered for you to spend the night at his place, saying that you might just need a change of scenery. He went on to say that sometimes bad dreams could be caused by the environment you were in. So of course you gladly accepted. It felt like forever since you got to have a sleepover with him. Honestly, cuddling him felt so good at this point to you. And with him you wouldn’t feel alone. Which is what you had been doing for almost a month, dealing with this nightmare alone.

But even tonight, in the comfort of Jungkook’s bed, you were awoken by that same nightmare. You could feel your heart racing, pounding against your chest in fear. A cold sweat had begun to form as strings of your hair were stuck to your body. This was by far the worst encounter you had with this dream. You were in a complete panic, even though you were able to get yourself to wake up, the thoughts of the dream were still present on your mind.

Forcing yourself to get up, not looking back to see if you had disturbed your partner, you flicked the light on to the master bath. After closing the door, you spun around to see your eyes wide open, a crimson red color from the lack of sleep you had been depriving yourself of.

Your hand seemed to tremble in fear at the reflection before you.You almost didn’t recognize yourself. You looked absolutely horrible. All this time you said you were fine, but it finally caught up to you. You weren’t fine. This constant nightmare had consumed you.

Not wanting to think about the matter any longer, you turned the faucet on to the sink, letting the water run on your fingers for a bit. The cold sensation felt amazing to you since your body temperature had rose pretty high. After standing there for a bit, you make a cupping motion with both your hands, as water began to fill them. Splashing the water on you, your hot cheeks seemed to have cooled down.

Water still dripping from your chin, you look up once more to see your reflection. Though the panic seemed to be removed, your eyes still looked very tired. But your body was feeling a different way. It wasn’t ready to be in a slumber once more. Quickly patting your face dry with the towel that was beside the sink, you open the door to at least try and lay down once more. To your surprise though, you notice that the bed was unoccupied. His side hadn’t even been touched yet. Jungkook was nowhere to be found in the room which meant he was still awake. What could he have been still doing up at this hour?

Ambient noise could be heard coming from the opposite side of his apartment. From what could be heard, it sounded like the television. Curiosity got the best of you, you wanted to see what he was up to. Maybe it would keep your mind off things? You could never put your finger on it but something about Jungkook’s presence was calm and peaceful. It would definitely put your mind at ease. Especially after waking up terrified the way you did.

Slowly opening the bedroom door, you begin to see a faint light seeping through the hallway. Jungkook seemed to be occupying the living room. Tip toeing across the hardwood floor, not wanting to make your presence known yet, you stop at the end of the hallway and peek your head around the corner.

Eyes landing on the man before you, Jungkook was slouched back into the couch, a leg propped up on the coffee table in front of him. He was wearing his favorite black hoodie, though he was inside he still liked to wear the hood up. You barely could see his brown bangs from the distance you were at but you clearly made out that he was wearing his cute round spectacles. Everything about him right now screamed adorable to you.

“Ahhhhh” he groaned.

The rapid clicking of buttons could now be heard as you watched Jungkook smash his inputs on the controller he was holding. A serious look on his face, his eyes not once moving from the screen as his furrowed his brow in concentration. A soft chuckle coming from you, making your shoulders bounce up and down in the process.

Continuing to stand there examining your boyfriend, you softly bite your bottom lip while your gaze deepens. It still amazed you how cute this man was. Literally everything he did made your heart melt. If you had to choose a favorite though, it would definitely be when Jungkook did anything competitive. This side of him that came out, you weren’t quite sure the reasoning but it was something you found super attractive about him. He clearly was more than just a pretty face.

“Ahhhhhhh.” his groans coming out a bit harsher. “Come on team!”

It really was quite cute seeing him get worked up from what sounds to you as his team struggling. Your stomach at this point was beginning to tighten from all the chuckling you had been doing, almost at the verge of being one with the floor.You were surprised that he hadn’t noticed you yet. Jeon Jungkook really didn’t pay no mind to anything else when it came to his video games.

The background music seemed to become more intense now. Like the round was coming to an end. Jungkook furiously pressed the buttons on his controller, sitting up on the couch a bit to hunch over. After a mere seconds, you see him toss it to the side as a loud sigh escaped his lips.

‘Defeat’ was soon announced as the room was now a red color from the light emitting off the screen. Jungkook threw himself back into the couch, raising his arms around his head in the process. As he stretched his arms, he finally catches a glimpse of you still peaking, making him smile.

“Hey Y/N.” he acknowledges you.”What are you still doing up? I thought you passed out hours ago?” his eyebrow now arching upwards.

“Um...I did…” your gaze now averting to the floor, watching your foot trace circles into in. “But I….I mean….it…” your voice quivering as you try to get the words out. Finally you let out a heavy sigh, feeling tears beginning to well up in your eyes. “That damn dream happened again…”

You could feel your body begin to shiver just from the thought of the nightmare, your hands once again becoming a trembling mess. Jungkook slowly got up from his seat, carefully making his way to you as he saw how terrified you were. A single tear escapes and flows down your cheek. Still looking down at the floor, you see Jungkook’s feet across from yours. One of his hand brings your chin up, forcing you to look at him. His other hand softly comes in contact with your cheek, wiping the trail that was left behind from that tear. His long arms find themselves wrapped around your delicate body, bringing you closer to him.

Your face now in his chest, you wrap your arms around his waist as the scent on his cologne enters your nostrils. This caused you to nuzzle into his chest more, not wanting to let go of him just yet.

“Shhh. It’s okay Y/N. I’m right here.” his embrace on you becoming tighter.

It felt so good to be in his arms. It felt good not having to be alone for a change. You had already begun to notice that your body had calmed down a bit just from the sound of his voice. Not just his voice, his presence made you feel safe. You hadn’t felt this way in what felt like forever due to the constant fear of that nightmare.

You look up to already find Jungkook looking down at you, rustling your hair a bit. You couldn’t help but smile back at him. He took you by the hand as the two of you began making your way over to the couch, both of you plopping down onto it. Still holding on to your fragile little hand, Jungkook begins to gently caress it with his thumb, still attentively looking into your eyes. Fear was no longer present in them, allowing his gaze to soften up. Butterflies seemed to stir up in the pit of your stomach as you watched his round eyes do that. The two of you continue to stare into each other’s souls, enjoying the silence as smiles grew wider on your faces. The one to finally break it was him.

“Better?” his soft voice sending tingles down your neck.

“A little bit.” your fingers now interlacing with his, giving them a soft squeeze.

“Good. But let’s get you to 100 percent.”

You tilt your head to the side in confusion. “How so?” you inquired.

Not giving you anytime to react, Jungkook pulls your body down slowly, carefully placing your head in his lap. Realizing what position you were in, you allow your legs to stretch across the couch, placing your palm on your stomach.

“Oh you had this in mind.” a sweet giggle coming from you.

His eyes were once again looking down at you. It felt like every time his gaze was on you, you’d melt more and more like butter. Even behind glasses, you could see the detailing of his gorgeous brown eyes, finding yourself a bit lost in them. Your attention was quickly interrupted by a thought. It had been sometime since the two of you were like this and something felt different. Thinking it over in your head as Jungkook continued to grin at you, it finally clicked. Something indeed felt different. Your head was directly on it.

“Someone’s been working out.” you poke at his thigh teasingly.

From the angle you were at, it was very clear that Jungkook’s cheeks were becoming the slightest of pink from the comment you made. He did that thing where his tongue was on the side of his mouth, making one cheek rounder than the other. You smirk a bit, biting your lip as your turn your attention to the ceiling now, watching the fan circle round and round.

He was at a complete loss of words. He always was when you commented on his physique. It was one of the things you did that made him weak in the knees. One of the things that made him vulnerable. You knew what your words did to him, and you weren’t expecting a response. It was very much like him to become silent after receiving a compliment from you. Hence why you turned your attention elsewhere, so he could get his composure back.

So the two of you found yourselves sitting in silence once more. Whenever it grew silent between the two of you, it was never a bad thing. You always enjoyed his company, and he with yours. His fingers began brushing against the exposed skin of your arm, smoothly tracing the same line back and forth. His gentle movements sent more tingles throughout your body, in return diving you into a deeper state of relaxation. You loved every moment of this, your eyes closing in response to the sensation. You focused on Jungkook’s breathing, his slow inhale and exhales making your surroundings that much more peaceful. You had completely forgot that the television was still on. Everything about this moment was damn near perfect, but a thought came across your mind. You needed one more thing to make it so. Opening your eyes, your attention was now back on the man caressing your skin.

“Hey Jungkookie?”

He had seemed to space out for a bit, coming to once he heard you call out to him, his eyes growing big from the sound of your adorable voice.

“Hmm?”

“May I request you to do something for me?”

“Well...that depends on the request.” his cute smile plastered across his face.

Jungkook still tracing your soft skin, your fingers dance their way across your stomach and intertwine with his again. There was one thing for certain you wanted. One thing that always put you in the best of moods. No matter the situation. And all this time, it could have helped with your insomnia, you were just oblivious to it.

“Can you sing for me?” your cheeks beginning to flush a reddish tint to them.

Jungkook held your palm closer to his, shaking them both in response to your request. His eyes forming the cutest of crescents, smiling now baring his teeth.

“Of course. Anything for you~ Did you have something in mind?”

You indeed did have something in mind. The last time that Jungkook had spent the night at your place, you had overheard him singing in the shower. You didn’t know the name of the song, but you needed to hear it again. Hear it being personally sung to you.

“I do actually. Can you sing....that one song I heard you singing at my place last time you were over?”

He was lost in thought, recalling the last time he was over at your apartment, trying to figure out which song you meant by. Jungkook sang a lot, so he took his time deciphering which song it was that you wanted to hear. That’s when he realized the only song you could have been talking about.

“Oh, you want to hear that one. You do realize that one hasn’t been released yet right?” a slight smirk curling up in the corner of his lips. You look up at him, pouting your cheeks hoping it would have its effect on him. It surely did its intended purpose as he bops the tip of your nose with his finger.

“But, I can make an exception. Since it’s for you.”

You kick your legs excitingly due to getting exactly what you wanted. Picking up the remote for the television, Jungkook turns it, getting himself ready to serenade you. Once again, you close your eyes, preparing yourself to be mesmerized by his angelic voice. He opens his mouth, softly letting his vocals escape to the song of your request.

“You are the sunlight risen again in my life

The second advent of my childhood dreams

I don’t know, what these feelings are

Whether this too is in a dream.”

Words could not describe what Jungkook’s voice did to you. To say it was beautiful was an understatement. His ability to sing was beyond that. His voice was ethereal. Like it didn’t belong in this world. Like he wasn’t a part of this world.

“From far away, I can hear the sea

Pass your dreams, clamber through the bush

And go to the place that becomes clearer

Take my hands now

You are the cause of my euphoria.”

Euphoria. Something about the way the word came out of his mouth, made your heart race. The lyrics that he spout were truly a work of art. The way he presented them to you, were exquisitely perfect. While singing, Jungkook twirled strands of your hair around his finger, admiring them. Admiring the being that was lying upon his lap. You looked so peaceful. He thought to himself that you must’ve been an angel, a goddess even because of how taken back he was by your natural beauty.

Being in the peak state of relaxation that your body was in, you felt like you were floating on a cloud. The only guide you had was his voice ensuring that you would be safe. Your breaths began to slow down, you knew that your body was on the verge of giving into slumber. You were trying so hard to resist it, wanting to listen more to Jungkook. It didn’t help that his voice was ever so smooth. Not to mention that your scalp was now being massaged. It was your weakness and you were unsure if Jungkook knew what he was doing to you.

“Close the door now, when I’m with you I’m in utopia”

You couldn’t resist anymore, you gave in to the slumber that was knocking on your front door. Your lips parted, allowing a quiet snore to reach Jungkook’s ear. He stopped singing to look down at you, shaking his head a bit that you fell asleep on him. He soon overlooked it, feeling a sense of satisfaction that he was able to help you. To help you forget about that dreaded dream.

Noticing that your hands were still locked to one another, he gently releases hold of yours and begins to slowly shift your two bodies on the couch whilst grabbing a blanket and draping it over you. Bringing you closer to him with one arm, he took in your sweet scent. Jungkook soon felt a wave of tiredness rush over him as he continued to cuddle you. He took in the image of your sleeping face once more before he closed his eyes. He too, never wanted this moment to end.

He was completely and utterly happy.

Unsure if you would be able to hear him, he scoots closer into your ear. Needing to say one final thing before he let sleep consume him. The one thing that he had been too nervous to say since the two of you began dating. He felt this was the perfect chance to, and he no longer wanted to hold back. He finally wanted to call you by the pet name he chose for you. And so he did.

“Goodnight baby girl~”

[ THE END ]

A/N: Jungkook makes me so soft! I would love to be serenaded by him as he plays with my hair. Could you just imagine how beautiful that must sound up close to your ear. Ahhhhhhhhh! Jungkook seriously has this effect on me! Oh, just a heads up that there will be a Prequel and Continuation to this fic, because I love it that much! Not exactly sure when but be on the look for that!

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#bangtanwriters-net #bangtanbuds #bangtanarmynet #bts fan fic #bts scenarios #jungkook scenario #jungkook x reader #bts fluff

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local-raccoon · 6 years

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#VD9suitcontest entry!!

Ahhhhhhh I made a few of them bc they just kept pooling in my head. It’s kind of embarassing bc they go from “hmm yeah” to “im trying and failing” and justttttttttttttttttttttt wanted to made them and thats it lol.

Under the cut bc It’s just too much!!

Check out the super cool zine @bnhavillaindeku-zine is making!! The staff is hella cool and the rewards are hella amazing. They all deserve the world and more (!!!!!) This thingy is for their suit contest in which we gotta design Izuku’s villain suit.

The links are here!! Pre orders end on September 9, you still have a few days left!!! Go go goooo!! PO’s page || Shop page

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The modern ninja.

Hoodie – A simple black hoodie. He wears a bullet-proof vest underneath it.

Pants – Loose fitting pants for mobility and just being comfortable.

Knee guards, arm guards and gloves – The three of them are police-standard. He got them from an actual police gear shop. They are pretty simple but useful.

Throwing knifes – He has a great bunch of them, was inspired by Stain to use them… and to mock him too.

Mask – It’s so totally not a mask, just a too long scarf that got mutilated once or twice. It has an awfully drawn smiley face that is supposed to be mocking All Might’s.

Boots – The only difference with the knee and arm guards is that he painted them red. He loved his red shoes, you see. They are pretty heavy, too.

Au background (or whatever this is)

A world where Izuku got tired of being treated like garbage and decided to take the matter onto his hands. At first, he was just a vigilante, leaving alone the heroes and having a little bit of hope that they were different. He was wrong. Once it became clear to him that most heroes where almost as bad as villains, he began to target heroes too.

He’s a sneaky rat. His tolerance levels went down to 0. This Izuku is aggressive, sassy and petty af. He’s done with everyone’s bullshit and the only person he tolerates at this point is his mother.

He might or might not be affiliated with the league. Maybe he doesn’t trust them much, but they are useful, too. (He might or might not have a quirk too.)

His costume mocks All Might, Eraserhead, Stain and the Police, bc he’s a lil shit.

He is always ready to fight and set the world on fire.

--------------- I think villain Izuku would go for a more useful oufit than a flashy, interesting one. (but at the same time i disagree with myself) sO The point in this suit was to make it out from stuff you can get from actual shops. I don’t know if it happens everywhere or my hometown is weird, but in here there are shops where you can get actual military gear, excluding the guns, ofc, but you can go full militar gear and it’s... a bit expensive but not too much. So i was thinking Izuku (or anyone, really) could do just that and nobody would bat an eye???

and even if they did, there are some places that cell construction gear and they work almost the same as military gear. U can get some nice and sturdy knee guards and it would be totally normal.

In this AU idk if Izuku is with the league or not, if he has a quirk or not, but i’m inclined to think he actually does both. And is a villain mostly out of spite and revenge.

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(see how they go from hmmm to uhgggg)

The bartender. (aka the one i gave most though)

Hair – Gelled to the side and tamed to the best of his abilities.

Shirt – A normal white dress shirt. Has tons of them ironed and ready to use. Rolls the sleeves up so they don’t get stained or in the way.

Pants – A pair of black slacks. Has tons of them too, they are surprisingly comfy.

Shoes – Moccasins. All black and meticulously cleaned. They shine.

Appron – Part of the bar’s uniform. Nothing special.

Gloves – Black leather fire resistant gloves with red palms. Used to hide the scars in his hands. (I really liked V!D9 Izuku’s gloves, didn’t have the heart to change them)

Scars – Has a lot of them on his arms and back.

Background/whatever.

Midoriya Inko is dead. It was the heroes fault but no one would believe the ‘traumatized child’ it happened. Izuku is sent to a quirkless orphanage and develops a passive-aggressive personality. He makes a plan and starts working to make it reality. He’s never actually adopted, even if he does have some interviews, he’s just not interested. So he stays with the old man that takes care with of the orphanage and sees how the world is even crueler than he initially thought. The old man sees the way he is being silently consumed by his rage and hatred, tries to help but somehow they end up having similar ideals and turn into something like partners in crime. The old man says he’s “too old to actually give a damn”.

He opens a business with the old man’s help and the money left to him from his mother. It’s a simple café in the day and a bar in the night. It’s pretty small and totally average. The only thing that catches attention are two plates in the front door that say “Quirkless welcome” and “Uniforms not allowed”. He doesn’t allow anyone in uniform inside his business. No heroes, no villains, no police officers. Of course, people try to give him shit because of this but he knows the laws and that, legally speaking, he’s not doing anything wrong. Nobody can touch him.

Izuku is more like an informant type of villain. This doesn’t mean he can’t take care of himself, of course, your biggest mistake will ever be to underestimate him for his looks. He focuses on getting information and working it on how ever it favors him. He isn’t afraid of going against other villains nor heroes. Not even the League. It takes him some time but he manages to set up his own network, getting information on both heroes and villains. The first thing he does is to expose all the heroes that where involved with Inko’s death.

Nobody really knows he’s the one to get the information, though. They think he’s just The Bartender, the messenger. What could a useless, quirkless nobody do, anyways?

He takes his status of quirkless and uses it to his advantage with the best of his capabilities. Anything to fulfill his goal.

The worst kind of villain are those who actually use their brains, after all.

-------------------- Escentially, my entry on the “Villain Izuku with an actual suit” trope. Initially, i though of him being something like Kurogiri’s partner, they both would make plans and make sure no one mess up. But then i though “Izuku would be totally capable of doing this all on his own. He just needs the right motivation.” and what better motivation than hate and having nothing else to lose.

An i really like bartender’s outfits lol.

I also headcanon that this Izuku knows how to use an unexpected amount of fire arms. (guns, rifles, shotgus, etc) and would never hesitate to shoot a bih. But i didn’t have the time to draw him with them (guns are hard ot draw!!) so i’m just leaving it here :/, hoping it somehow counts.

This Izuku is actually quirkless, everything he does is thanks to his brain. He learned how to break apart both information and people. bC I THINK IZUKU COULD DO IMPRESSIVE THINGS WITH OR WITHOUT A QUIRK.

/breathes/

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The Street fighter.

Hoodie – A green plain hoodie. Used to hide his body and just how buff he is.

Face mask – Cheap and with little probabilities of it falling off or untying.

Loose pants – Easy to move in.

Knee pads – For support and protection. They are just normal Knee pads.

Sneakers – A pair of comfy and durable sport sneakers. The little short absorption they have is good enough.

Bandages – His hands are bandaged in the same way of a boxer’s. He is seen with constant injures on his face because he is a street fighter. His arms are scarred because of fights too.

Hairstyle – Has an undercut and dyed hair. Usually, he dies the top black and leaves the roots green, sometimes dyes it all black. Changes them constantly so people won’t be able to relate him with Inko.

Bakcground:

Not much to say. I just wanted to draw him as a street fighter.

He ran away/got kidnapped at a not-so-young age (10-12???) Didn’t saw a reason to go back/didn’t want to be found so he learned how to fend for himself and fight. Works in an underground fight center as both a fighter and information broker. He’s fast on his feet, even without a quirk, and can pack a punch strong enough to knock someone out in seconds. Specializes in speed and precision. It’s better to know where to punch and how hard that just punching mindlessly.

Always parkour’s his way out of bad situations. The most frustrating villain/vigilante the police has dealt with. Has personal issues against Eraserhead because he’s the only one that can almost match his pace.

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I JUST WANTED TO DRAWN HIM AS A BRAWLER HASJDHAJSDHASD

He’s part of another villain group and quirkless. He fights with only kicks, punchs and sTREET SMARTS(!!!!). Parkoúr is a thing. He probably breakdances too, bc he can. A kind of-free man living the live as a thug.

Idk what else to add here. Maybe just that i got inspired with the sneakers lmao lOOK AT THEM IM PROUD. they came out way better than i was expecting. The pose too, how did that even happened.

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SO THATS ALL. Thank you for coming to my pep talk/whatever this is.

Pls buy a copy. it’s a very cool zine. Here are the links again: PO’s page || Shop page

Uhhhhhhhhhhh. Yeah, bye.

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