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wisecrackingeric-2 · 5 months

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hi eric its me ian

do you like pokémon because i’ve heard you like pokémon and i. i really. really like it too. please. i’ve been a fan since i was little and have played at least one game out of each generation please can we talk. i. ough. i need to know your faves regions pokémon characters the like

@eggo-tistical HELLO HELLO HELLO IM SOSOSOSOSOSO SORRY ITS TAKEN ME S O LONG TO ANSWER THIS IVE BEEN BISY ALL DAY BUT I AM CURRENTLY RUNNING AROUND IN CIRCLES VIBRATING OVER THIS ASK OH MY G O D POKÉMON IS MY SPECIAL INTEREST I LOVE IT SM (I’ll keep all of this under the cut just so I don’t clog up peoples dashboards BDBSBSBSBSH)

OKOKOKOKOK so first things first the region/generation IIIIIIIII was introduced into was Gen 6 aka Kalos (yes I am young HAHSWBWHEH) and oh my G O D I have. SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH NOSTALGIA FOR THAT GEN. I replay X&Y AAAAALLL THE TIME just cuz I love those games S O DAMN MUCH?????? Like the design of the region is so pretty and the Pokémon designed are so unique and the music is so,,,,,, mwuah perfect. Nuzlocke comics also got really big around that time so that’s how I was introduced into Nuzlocking and HOOOOOOOOOO BOYO BOY

I AM A M A S S I V E NUZLOCKER. I LOVE NUZLOCKES SM. THEYRE MY FAVOURITE THINGS EVER if I’m not writing an essay over Luis you can GUARENTEE I’ll be doing a Nuzlocke. I got into them cuz I ADORED the storytelling aspect and all the creative comics but I’ve stuck around cuz I just LOVE the problem solving/mathematics part of them?????? I love all the insane strategies and statistics runners come up with and I can easily just watch multi-hour Nuzlocke runs for days on end

But going back on track kinda but also on the subject of Nuzlockes my absolute FAAAAAAVORITE region/generation is EASILY Gen 4 and Platinum. In 2020 I started my first ever Nuzlocke of Platinum and tk say that singular playthrough impacted my life in a way I can’t even describe would be a MASSIVE understatement. I played it through some REEEEEEEALLY TOUGH TIMES and it was such a consistent constant for me I still go back to that save file and just. Walk around with my Pokémon. And reminisce. It was also just my first ever Pokémon game EVER (if you don’t count Pokémon GO BDBSBSHSH) so I hold it very near and dear to my heart <<<33

My starter was Turtwig and I called him Boba Fett and now Boba Fett the Torterra has stuck with me through every single game I’ve played- I’ve transferred him all the way up to Scarlet & Violet and I love him SO much he unironically means the world to me. Torterras my favourite Pokémon ever I have SO many plushies of it n stuff <<<<<333 if I can find a photo of Boba Fett the Torterra I’ll post it

I also R E A L L Y love gen 5. Like all the designs of the Pokémon are SO COOL and Unova is such a fun region to go through and the STORY?? THE S T O R Y ???????????? I really love how they were kinda aiming for an,,,, older audience with it????? Unova just goes so hard

But I think if I had to nail down my number one favourite Pokémon game EVER right alongside Platinum it would be Legends Arceus. LIKE?????? THE STORY???????????? THE ENVIORMENT????????????? THE MECHANICS??? THE ART STYLE??????? ALL THE LITTLE BACKGROUND NOISES????????? OFS SUCH A GOOD GAME I think right alongside like. Resident evil 4 it’s probably my favourite game of all time it’s so stunning I replay it ALL THE TIME

I’m also semi into shiny hunting!!!!!! I’ve only ever really done it on scarlet and Violet but my favourite shiny hunt I’ve ever done was for shiny Mabostiff aka my other favourite Pokémon alongside Torterra <33 ut was right after my dog had passed away and he looked EXACTLY like Mabostiff except he was golden so I went out of my way to shiny hunt one in his memory <<<<<<33

I also really love competitive Pokémon!!!!!!!!!!! Have I ever actually PLAYED competitively??? No but I can tell you everything there is to know about it!!!!!!!

Uhhhhhhhhhhh what else uhhh,,,,,,, Torterra and Mabostiff are obviously my favourite Pokémon but I have plenty of other faves too. Like Flabebe, Sylveon, Hisuian Decidueye cuz it looks like my irl pet chickens, Meganium, Wingull, Jirachi, Delphox uhhhhhhhhh there’s probably more but my brain is soupy soup BXBSBBSBSJS

But uhhhhhhhh I think that’s it!!!!!!!! Someday I would LOVE to make a long-running Nuzlocke comic based off of my first ever Nuzlocke with Boba Fett the Torterra, and as long as the 3ds doesn’t completely shut down next year I’m planning on doing a Nuzlocke of the OG Red & Blue Games And HOOOOOOOPEFULLY Making lil mini Comics to go along with it if all goes to plan!!!!!!!!!! :DDD

#ericsasks

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psychrolutidae · 8 days

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Restless legs syndrome is prbably my least favorite knee sensation. Heres some childhood stuff that also makes my cpu overclock (reddit rant#2)

r/chronohaul

Man i wish i coud just do an audio message on here but im not doxxing myself im a [probably] autistic highschool girl who gets mass downvoted every few weeks. Anyway ive been thinking 🤔 I've been thinking 😁 idk how the Yakuza works and idc to learn cause thats a little too #real yanno so if I'm off the mark here i dont give a dam. But theres two ways the whole school thing can go: they go to whatever school together and probably don't speak to anyone other than each other (kai out of disgust, sickness etc, hari out of "ok that's what kais doing and i dont really have the desire to do anything else so I'll just follow him around [thats actually a pretty succinct chronostasis character analysis in general]"). i imagine kai would struggle with germs and stuff and hari would stand guard casually outside of broom closets and bathroom stalls while he had breakdowns in there (lost kitten by metric moments! listen to it now When you come undone i cover you uuuuppp) and then kai would just come back out not really looking any better and say Okay lets go.

And the other angle is the two of them confined to the hideout, the youngest in the building so having next to no one to ask for help with questions from the textbooks tht were requested to be procured by pops . This one Low Key makes me insane cause it completely recontextualizes them. Like wdym you two literally only had each other through your entire childhood and now you just say shit like "sorry 4 the wait i was trying to keep our trail clear" "thanks" likw HUH HUH

even the idea of them going to school together does that to me cause i doubt they ever talked to anyone but each other so. A little more socially adapted but still very isolated situation.

This would create The most insane codependency youve ever seen. Literally only having one other person your age who completely understands your living situation would drive you insane. The more i think about them the less likely i feel like it is to ever do deep character analyses on either of them without coming to the conclusion that they Cannot survive without each other. And that's gay as hell.

One more thing. Is the idea that they knew what their roles as adults were going to be. At a certain age they would cease to be friends and become boss and employee. And. They knew thjs the whole time. Allll the training chrono did tk become a marksman was done with the knowledge in mind that he was going to directly serve kai. How do u liveeee with ur best friend knowing ur gonna be directly subordinate to him indefinitely.&."!&!&!"!*!_!&! What did this knowledge do to their baby psyches. (It made them more codependent).

So non e of this stuff about them growing up in the organization together is evr confirmed but like ... if chrono was friends w kai as a child and then joined the shie hassaikai later in life i kinda doubt he would have as much admiration fkr what kai does for ut bc chrono does show a devotion for the SH. Hes like This is 4 the gang!!! And gets stabbed its like that vine with the guy shooting a basketball and saying This one is to end racism and then missing the shot. So to me this is my canon just cause it makes sense. And if it came out that chronos joining the sh was a "quit yr job" "why" "join my emo band" scenario well I'm gonna be really upset

Anyway just to be clear the potential autism isnt the reason i talk weird i just think its funny and Freeing to use weird diction and go off on tangents. The potential autism is definitely the reason i spend half an hour writing these things though. Love you all (no one is reading this) 💖

#p #chronohaul #chronostasis #hari kurono #OVerhaul #kai chisaki

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forestryfae · 2 years

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can i just say. my dad called and my stepmom stupidly asked me “is the roof done yet” you dumb cunts. it was done over a month ago. mom literally asked if they could help with the cleanup. dad showed up alone around 7 after we were done for the day and stayed for about less than an hour before going home. theyd said ey might not make it because they had to “put the camping wagon into storage” but they actually went to sweden. he literally told me they went to sweden. theyve had over a month to come help or just call or text r visit just to talk to me but they literally only ever call when theyre in the car driving somewhere. usually because my stepmom remembers. like at this point just fucking. stop talking to me. christ. if im such an afterthought that people only remember me once a month when theyre bored and driving their shitty car so i can barely hear what theyre saying they can just say they dont care so i can finally get it through my dumb fucking skull. they dont give a shit. unless its about them they dont care and arent interested. it has to be something they want every fucking time. not to mention that its also been about two or three weeks since i saw mom. she showed up to help put away some metal roof sheets and talked about them visiting thta weekend. didnt show up that weekend. sent a text earlier this morning about coming for a visit and they never showed up. i am. so tired of his bullshit. they keep promising shit and not fllowing through. its october and we still havent finished changing the windows in the basement or utting in that sliding door or even just helping me with the fucking paint. like they said last year that wed do this year. i just wanna sell the house and find somewhere decent and relatively cheap i actually can function and maybe get a part time job that doesnt make me want to die when i wake up in the morning. and a car. so i can actually be independent on my own. like ive been wanting for 3 years. maybe even therapy too so i can function like a normal person and not feel like the worst person in the world.

#chem vent

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beamapologist · 2 years

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Undertale but Tori and Asriel are swapped

This UT au of mine has been living rent free in my head for a while. I have made (not posted) concept art before and I think ive got the story mapped out anyway here it is!

This isn't a fanfic or anything this is just a (rough) recount of the story so far. Beware that somethings might change

The story

After Chara died Asriel decided not to go through with the plan, Toriel saw this as an opportunity to gather the remaining six human souls. Not that she perticulary wanted to but someone had to. When they (Toriel and Chara) get to the surface Toriel k/lls the first human shes, about to absorb their soul when she sees everyone's faces around her. I think she'd say something like: ''oh god what have I done...'' or something like that. And then Chara would say ''Come on Mother we must absorb their soul to proceed.'' Toriel didn't know that Chara could actually speak since they had been silent the whole time. Toriel stood still in shock. Someone shoots her from behind out of self defense. She scurries through the barrier and her dust is spilled through the garden. Asgore (just like in the game) declares war on humanity out of rage and sorrow from the death of his wife and child. Asriel stays with Asgore until one day he overhears the king talking about his plan. He flees to the ruins (not just because hes swapped with Toriel but also because the ruins is his birth home.)

*Im gonna cut this short and not make this as descriptive because I don't want to type all of that but also I don't want to make it seem like a really bad written fanfic when its actually not but just me ranting about my favorite au i'm currently working on*

Over the years Asriel makes friends with the other monsters in the ruins. He starts having dreams were Chara and Toriel talk to him. They didn't tell him that it was actually them, first off because they thought he might not believe them but mostly because they didn't want to worry him. He started to think he was hallucinating and even tries not to sleep most of the time because of it hurts him to much to see his mother and his sibling's face.

Many... many years later Alphys gets the position of royal scientist. Asgore has kept Toriel's dust in a urn over the years, he also kept Chara's soul in the tube thing we see the other 6 souls in, later on in the game.

In a last attempt to bring back his wife and child Asgore asks Alphys to use Charas soul and Toriel's dust to bring them both back. Alphys tries her best but in the end it 'fails' having lost another soul Asgore keeps quiet about the matter. After everyone in the underground was so close to hope, about to break the barrier having one of the souls 'disappear' had blown anyones hope of being free.

Im really tired and don't really want to type anymore also this is getting way to long. I think ill make a follow up post talking about the rest of the story and the Toriel and Chara fusion.

(@transgendermtt if you have any au name ideas please tell me lol, it was originally gonna be called 'garden-tale' but that sounds derpy as hell)

thanks for reading expect more info about the au in the next day or two!

( just a reminder this is not a fanfic :)! )

#undertale #undertale au #asriel undertale #asriel #toriel #toriel undertale #asgore #asgore undertale #alphys #alphys undertale #chara #chara undertale #chara au #asriel au #toriel au #potential gaster flashback?????#exspect major chara angst lol

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sometimesieatexpiredcatfoof · 2 months

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gah venting time

im so self destructive and i cant seem to do anything. even the smallest things make me insanely exhausted. to the ppoint it takes effort to move my body. im so so exhausted even while im typing this.. i have so much to do tomorrow, i dont want to go to school. im so scared my teachers might yell at me or say something thats gonna make me cry. i dont wanna go to school tomorrow im too tired i just cant. but i already skipped 2 days so i have to go tomorrow.

I cant stop thinking about my exams. ive been terrified that im gonna do bad, especially in my least fav subject. i already failed the last exam, if i fail this one they'll make me do a re-exam. that will shatter my whole perception of myself. ive always been the "smart kid" and now thats slipping out of my hand and i dont know who i'd be withoout the labels.

i have my finals in less than a week. im terrified. i dont want to do bad. i want to make my teachers proud, they're already catching on that im "disinterested" or whatever theey call me when they talk to each other about the students. they havent caught on about me being depressed so i guess thats a semi good thing.

there's so much work to do and so little time and so little energy that i have.. i wish i could js sleep forever. its so hard to just. exist. everything goes by so fast, i just wanna hit pause and leave it like that. i dont want time to keep passing me by. theres so little time for everything it makes me overwhelmed and im already chronically burnt out so its 1000x harder cuz of all of my exhaustion.

i just want a shoulder to cry on- someone to listen, someone to comfort me, tell me itll be ok. someone who's affection i can actually believe.

There was this girl i dated. i made a super meaningful bond, like, the first person i could truly trust with EVERYTHING. i loved her to the moon and back. she lost feelings. 😁 she couldnt really make time 4 me anyway so maybe it was good she dumped me.. but like, that was my first TRUE bond with someone. someone special to me. and i dont know if im ever gonna feel that level of trust and belonging with someone ever again. the feeling of bliss and peace i had with her was so beautiful, every moment i had with her, i wanted it to last forever. and we've been growing distant so basically, ive no one left !!!!

My home situation's been growing a little more chaotic too. its like my parents WANT to start conflict. and i cant handle it, so i scream until my voice is hoarse only to be labelled "annoyed" by my father's antics. i dont know if i like or hate my father. i was taught to hate him, but also understand him, but also protect my mom from him. My mom isnt all that great either, she always takes her anger out on me by shouting at me. never saying something nice about me, hell even saying bad shit about me IN FRONT of my face. its like nothing i do is ever good enough. i know she's going through a rough time being abused but im having a rough time too. she doesnt get to devalue my feelings or my problems for that. im a human too, ma. for once, just once in my life, i want her to comfort me, instead of me comforting her. My sister moved out and she always telling me that she'll take me ut of the country and we'll leave all of this shit behind but when? when? when will it happen? a few years is too much to wait. i dont know if i can hold on for so long.

my emotions are js too exhausting for me to deal with.. my body is oh so small, yet my emotions are so big. its like even every time i feel happy, it goes so quick, and i feel all empty or bad again. i feel so unhappy with whatever i do, im even losing interest in my interests. its all so much for me. i dont know what to do. this is gonna get in between my relationships, my academic performance, my life. i just wanna be able to accept and forgive myself for the things ive done instead of sulking or shaming myself for it or running away. i just wanna be a normal person who can do normal things without feeling like its so much. i wanna be a normal person who isnt exhausted by everything. i wish i could let go of all of my trauma, i wish i could run away, i wish i was a different person who didnt need to go through all of this, a different person who's happier.

I'm so weak. im so weak.

everybody treats me like shit. my friends and i hit each other jokingly but sometimes it gets really hard- im a really physically weak person and once two of them were hitting me with a book and i couldnt even enter my class without getting hit by a metal bottle. i thought one of my friends would protect me, but they didnt lol, and i felt like crying, i know it was small to them but it wasnt to me and i feel like im being a big crybaby about it. i dont know why im not a respectable person, im a person too, i dont want to be hit but i dont know how to set my boundaries since im so used to people pleasing and just accommodating to spend time with other people.

its so hard to just. be a person. why is it so easy for everybody else to be respected? why? ive done and given everything i can. yet i STILL cannot get anything to go my way. im so done with everything

#phew done yapping #tw family problems #exam stress #other things too #i just dont think they need a tw #tw for jokingly fighting but they started doing it really hard and i got emotionally hurt??#idk #spring vents #tw domestic abuse #tw emotional abuse #tw physical abuse

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itsjaywalkers · 3 months

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hello laurie!! <3 insane commute nonnie here (again) omg i read oby yesterday omw to class (ended up staying at my friend's again bc his roommate was still out. sadly he's back) and i should not have done that bc OMG?? BABE I WAS LITERALLY THINKING ABT THEM THE WHOLE TIME UT GOT SO BAD I SAW MY PROFESSOR (he doesn't even look like james. he's just fit in a 'Hear me out guys...' way)N BLUSHED I WAS ACTUALLY GIGGLING AT RANDOM TIMES THINKING ABT THEM also like. sirius n regulus in this😭😭 regulus cursing sirius out for being a good brother is so real to me as someone with 12 year older brother bc he spent my entire childhood terrorizing me n now he's the sweetest person Ever. not even in an evil way he's just genuinely nice to me so if i ever complain abt him everyone goes ??? YOUR brother??? its so annoying (i love him). just reg veing grumpy<3 he's my fav little purse man and ok oh god never thought i'd say this. i have NEVER gotten the whole daddy thing but now im just🧍‍♂️bc i need to call james potter daddy while he fucks me what who said that also like. extreme apologies for how extremely inappropriate this might've gotten i was up all night studying for a quiz we have today (cannot catch a break w these ppl istg) n i swear my brain refuses to function and i have no idea!!! (please pray for me) also i hope you're doing great<3 sadly i do know work and adult things but im glad to know that nothing bad's going on!! you deserve the best<33 also i Absolutely get being funnier in your mother tongue sometimes i have these sudden thoughts n they're soo funny but i have to translate them which is like. okay but the vibes change istg!! i usually end texting my siblings abt it bc someone deserves to know how absolutely funny i am!! (all i do is make dad jokes) and (im actually so sorry bc ik you prob dont mind the book-long asks but its still!! so embarrassing!! like girl why are you yapping sm!!) i haven't read the 2nd part yet (i read the first part n just stared ahead blankly for like an hour after i read the 1st part. it did things to me) but im gonna read it after my quiz as a little treat<3 thank you for writing them sm!!!<3

HI BABE <333 sorry it took me so long to get back to u, life has been soooo hectic istg

AND OMG IM STILL SO SHY ABOUT U READING OBY but i'm so glad u enjoyed it and that it had the desired effect, it's definitely not the type of story u should read in class or just like . in front of ppl . i don't blame u for getting all flustered around ur professor even if he doesn't look anything like james. it's just the vibe yk??? you're literally so real for that

sirius and reg in oby are !! so important to me !! i feel like they have the best relationship in all of my fics, bc they're on good terms on nothing happens too but they argue . a lot . and they're gonna have some issues down the line. and they're also very close in the boxer au but there's still gonna be a lot of angst regarding their relationship. in oby, tho, they're just brothers <3 they love each other so much <3 and i'm so glad i'm portraying their dynamic accurately bc a lot of their convos are based on stuff me and my sisters have talked/fought about lmao

LISTENNNN I ALSO WASN'T INTO THE WHOLE DADDY THING like i didn't mind it and i read it occassionally but i didn't seek it out. but now that i'm actively writing it . well . i guess i kinda get the appeal (girl who doesn't even have a daddy kink) SO I GET U I REALLY DO

u don't have to apologiseeee i'm always happy to open horny hours especially if it's for james potter <3 and also i know it's been a few days but i hope the quiz went well and that u never do that again bc u need to rest!! i mean it!!

i'm doing quite well actually!! work's been a nightmare but apart from that i'm great!! i recently moved into a new flat with two friends and the place is soooo nice i'm in love with it i can't believe it's ours <333 AND SAMEEEE i always complain about it to my sisters or my spanish friends bc it annoys me to no end like . i'm literally soooo funny and it pains me that you'll never realise bc it's only when i speak in my first language ugh

I REALLY DON'T MIND THEM BABE IN FACT I LOVE THEM NEVER STOP and don't apologise again i'll kick ur ass!!! and god you're so very sweet to me, i hope u enjoyed/enjoy it and i'm sending u the biggest hug + forehead kissie in the world MWAH <3

#asks #insane commute nonnie

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wooahaes · 2 years

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I kept wanting to message you again and again but aaah life keeps taking over >_< Anyway, as you might have guessed: it's layton anon here Did you manage to do your discussion board post or are you still on it? Hope it goes well<3 My essay is... uhm... yeah let's just say I'm working on it haha

OMG THE HAND HOLDING THING Y/N AND CHAN ARE LITERAL OTTERS THAT'S SO CUTE T-T (also istg UtS gives me so much cuddle envy I too want to sleep in a comfy cuddle pile)

same with jakob as a unit, he's just not it. But his quotes are superbe~ also yess the short, sassy quotes are so good fjdhfjh

I think you're really writing cheol so well. You found a good way to describe the dynamics between the members in general, it feels very on point to me. Sometimes it's super tiny things that make me go "oh!! that's so like them!!"

........... why did you have to say that about cheol always being in love with reader in every route why must you break my heart in this way (but also him putting her happiness first is so hfjshckejjhfj-- i' m fI nE)

reminds me i have to catch up with vernon and seungkwan's parts I'm so excited to read them!! I'll let you know when I did hehe~ Also I really get what you said about 10 wreckers at all times like. same. I'd say my biases are cheol and hao (tho chan has been dangerously close to join their circle one too many times hdjhfdj) but I literally love all of them sm T-T

i hope you're doing okay and are taking care of yourself! ily<3

hiii lovely <3 i hope things are going well for you tho!! sometimes life gets busy! no biggie, take care of urself <3 ur wellbeing comes first! also yeah ive got discussion board posts done hehe i have a paper due sunday but i think i'm gonna start working on it tomorrow unless we get confirmation that game nights gonna be tomorrow? good luck on the essay tho!!

god... mood tho i ALSO want a cuddle pile with ppl i love and trust. but yeah they're otters <3 he literally holds yn's hand all the time like. bestie just wants to hold a hand!! its for the comfort <3

i talked abt this with a friend btw abt jakob and felicia i think is who u get if u play as a guy? i never understood that. like im guessing its for romance stuff but if you can/will get both anyway??? why not give the player someone they'd realistically have as a butler/maid to watch after them???

aaa thank u!! the tiny things might literally just be me pulling from actual things they've said/done hehe but im glad i can capture things well!! i usually second guess myself sometimes but its reassuring to hear things like this :3 i love writing cheol tho. if i dont get whiny cheol in UtS at least somewhere tho i s2g ill delete /j

this only makes it worse but cheol is Not the only one who is always in love w reader in every route <3 like there's always at least two ppl who are in love w reader in every single route (cheol being one), maybe three. its all a matter of them all wanting to see yn happy instead of keeping them for themself <3

aaa thank u ill look forward to hearing ur thoughts then!! sorry in advance for seungkwan and all the fighting his has /j

i have started appreciating cheol a Lot more over this past year tbh? like i only got into svt last october-ish (whenever attacca dropped, i dont remember right offhand) and he wasnt rly high on my list. i just appreciate him and all he does for the group while also being like... the POUTIEST man sometimes. seungkwan doesnt say he loves him back and cheol is just like >:( carats would never treat me like this smh. get u a man who can do both.

hao truly is an artist and i can deeply appreciate that aspect of him even if he's not like. high on my list? like i love svt as a whole but i full yknow tht i love other members more (even if they arent my biases). i think i really appreciate how much of himself hao puts into what he does. he's so passionate about what he does. also hai cheng made me cry so ill never forgive him for tht /hj

(no but rly i did break down crying the first & only time i listened/watched the mv and i cannot bring myself to listen again bc i think i'll cry again if i do. beautiful song tho, i just do not want to cry lmao)

im doing fine! i had an eye appointment yesterday and had my eyes dilated so that was a bit of a pain to deal with, but im getting new glasses! my prescription has changed Slightly so thankfully no headaches or anything lol only thing fucking w me now is allergies since pollen is UP rn and i hate it </3 summer class is almost over tho!! im going to enjoy my less than a month of chilling lol i dont even have a proper final for this class, i just have to edit my papers and resubmit them <3

i hope you're doing well, though! take care of yourself <3 get ur essay done when u can!! i believe in u <3 its always lovely to hear from you!!

#wooahaes.ask #layton anon

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broke-on-books · 3 years

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Thinking about the effect that the Scooby Doo legacy and stereotypes associated with it have had on the friendships of individual gang members other than just Shaggy and Scooby.

(Some negativity and a lot of personal opinion below, also running on 3hrs sleep so do what you will)

Like this post was actually written after my rant in the tags but in newer Scooby media (with newer counting as everything after the change in art styles and entrance to the 21st century in my mind) it always has to be a spectacle when they do something against the "Laws of Scooby" like they decide to switch up the clue finding pairings for an episode? Suddenly it's the focus of the whole thing, and people are clashing, and blah blah clap the writers on the back for being so self aware!

It's like: listen. Take that one what's new episode for example, in the mall where the toys come to life. They decide to split up the pairings, putting Fred and Shaggy together, and leaving Scooby with the girls. And instead of it being a fun and interesting change, it's just... awkward. Like suddenly Fred and Shaggy can't even have a conversation together? Like they can't even find a common interest to relate over for small talk and I'm supposed to believe that they're friends? And they ARE FRIENDS! First and foremost, friendship is the strongest binding factor in Scooby Doo! These teenagers basically live together and drive around solving dangerous mysteries together. Like for Pete's sake! There's your common intrest right there! It just rubs me the wrong way honestly

This same thing was done (I think I remember) in a few be cool, scooby doo episodes although like a lot of stuff in be cool, they handled it much better, and normally presented a resolution of the gang's friendships at the end of the episode, and would occasionally break the status quo with other team ups.

But still, compared to older, hanna-barbera era (hey, that rhymes!) it felt almost performative, like they were telling us that We, as an Audience had to acknowledge that they were being Different (TM).

Just when you compare it to older cartoons, specifically those where many of the iconic hallmark gags and catchphrases of scooby doo weren't fully cemented, it's a much more chill and relaxed affair. Like Velma can go look for clues with Shaggy and Scooby in WAY, no problem! But if it happens now, there has to be some sort of reason or conflict behind it other than them just being friends, and wanting to hang out!

It's just very interesting, and while an occasional trend, It's one I can find appearing more in Scooby properties I don't like as much, and less in those I do. Like some of the more recent straight to DVD movies! (Can they still be called that tbh?) I love those, and most of them, I've noticed, puts greater emphasis and care on the friendships of the gang than other properties do.

I've especially seen this with the more "popular" or mainstream Scooby media. Like the ones like Mystery Incorporated, the Gunn Movies, etc. try and do something different with the plot (most of the time to great acclaim) but do so at the expense of the characters and their friendship with each other

Like I appreciate what they're trying to do! I do! I like branching out, I loooove changing it up plot wise! But when you don't preserve the heart of the franchise (the scooby gang) it just feels uncomfortable, or flat to me as a Scooby fan.

Like to a more casual fan I can totally see how they can LOVE Mystery inc, or the Gunn Movies, but as someone who watches old episodes and owns and loves DVD releases, it doesn't always feel like the same characters or same story. Like I adore SDMI and what it tried to do with it's plot, but I can have a hard time having fun with it when the gang are arguing and neglecting their real friendships over bullshit relationship drama for the 15th episode in a row. It just makes me a little sad and it's hard to watch as someone who cared about them. It just... I'm a fan who would take a repetitive, carbon copy scooby story with solid and considerate versions of the characters over a story with an amazing plot, but horrible characterization (to the point that you could not PAY me to believe these people are friends) any day

Anyways this got much too long plus my rants in the tags, and I STILL haven't nailed down my point here and I don't think I will so I'll just wrap it up with the fact that Scooby Doo is character driven, and it has survived off those characters for over 50 years. And sometimes it seems that executives have a hard time remembering that when the adaptations most ingrained in the public consciousness seem to show the opposite of this. But I don't know, characterization and character dynamics are something that has changed and evolved a lot over the course of the Scooby Doo franchise's lifetime, and appears in many different forms at different times, making each show and movie (nay, each episode) almost hit or miss in the mind of each fan and their own version of the characters. And I think you can get your best glimpse at what other people see in Scooby through their version of the friendships it involves and how it stands as a central theme

#just mmm YES #the old series when a lot of the tropes and in gags and stereotypes werent set so they really had freedom to explore other dynamics n ideas!#like SO GOOD #like they DONT always split uo the same way shaggy and scooby doo want to solve the mystery and help its just... so good #there arent certain points they always hit each episode its so nice #like i was watching something and i actually think it was way later than WAY bc it was scrappy era but still original art style but ANYWAYS #they had a flashback to a fred and scooby team up! JUST fred and scooby! catching a bad guy together! do you know how awesome it is!#i swear nowadays anytime they switch up the teams at all its always a huge thing the episode has to point at like SEE SEE WE'RE ORIGINAL #and theres some bs plotline abt it being hard for people to get along in the new team ups #like the wnsd episode where its shaggy and fred and they cant find shit to talk about or like the bcsd episode where scooby and velma team #up (this one was better than the wnsd ep at least) and its like NO NO NO WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THEY ARE FRIENDS #it shouldnt be awkward or played off for the studio to get brownie points for doing something different with scooby doo like no! nonononono!#just ugh the older episodes had their own little things but im just thinking about the weight that the tradition of what constitutes scooby #puts on the episodes #also this isnt a blanket statement because non classic era scooby can do gang dynamics really well at times!!! like holy shit! but i find #that it being done badly can turn good episodes into uncomfortable ones and okay episodes into boring ones #like sdmi!! the plot in sdmi can be the best thing ever but it sacrifices gang dynamics to do that and adds in artificial drama so #i have the most complicated feelings on it as a series and how it portrays the gang #same with the gunn movies! like i hate them because of the scrappy slander and shit but no matter how good they can be plot and comedy wise #i just cant believe the gang are actually friends in it and it takes a lot of that joy out of it and makes ut suffer in my eyes #SO TO SUM UP bc these tags got long as fuck for a one sentence post: the thing that turns good scooby into great scooby is defined in the #relationships of the main characters and their friendship above all else #tdlr: if they dont love each other youre doing scooby doo wrong #anyways wb hire me i would love to create character driven scooby shows and movies for you : )))#scooby doo #this is gibberish #you can tell im sleep deorived but whatever #anyways i didnt mention the 90s quartet when talking about mainstream interpretations and that was on purpose bc its Complicated.#and honestly deserves a full rewatch and another post before going into my opinions on them #hhhhhggggggg brain mush now okey bye

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daegall · 3 years

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Habits

↳ where donghyuck develops habits after he meets you

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: frozen ice cream >:(

word count: 2.6k words

a/n: Hi! Okay i know he ending is literal shit, but please bare with me 😭 i will do better i swear! I have lots planned and if yall are patient, then it will come in no time (thats a lie :(( ) OKAY IM SORRY BYE

networks: @neoturtles

description: There are certain amounts of things you have done that affected Donghyuck, you changed his attitude, the way he sees things, he even likes Pizza because of you. But one of the things that stood out that you have done to him is make him adapt habits. Of course, you didn't force him to, it just appeared one day and Donghyuck didn't seem to mind them. So here are some things you he has grew onto him because of you.

Buying an extra cup of coffee

This particular habit grew on him before you two started dating, one morning when you sat sluggishly next to him in history class he couldn't help bur notice how dead and tired you looked.

The moment you trudge into the room, Donghyuck couldn’t help but wince at your tired face. Your eyes heavy and steps slowed as if there was a whole boulder in your bag. “Dude, you look like you have Mark’s schedule.”

God knows how you would deal with that packed of a schedule, you’d die. Mark Lee is really something else.

You begrudgingly flopped next to Donghyuck, sighing out a breath of exhaustion, "Goddam Mr. Kim had to give us a 5000 word essay on climate change," you groan, slapping your face lightly to try and wake up, "Who the fuck had the idea to invent plastic?"

Donghyuck only chuckles, grabbing his coffee cup from his bag, beginning to tale a swig. He stops halfway when he notices you banging your head continuously with the thick history book, sticking out his hand with the coffee in between your forehead and the hard book, just before you slam your head on it again. "Take a sip," he urges, lightly tapping it on your cheek.

You don't remember, but you think you grinned, because Donghyuck is laughing at your eagerness. "I'm taking a huge gulp!" You half tease, knowing you were actually gonna take about 3 of them. Donghyuck hisses, flicking the side of your hand momentarily, before sighing, "Just take the whole thing."

You did so gratefully, even if Donghyuck thought you were gonna give it back. After that, he would pay attention to your responses to his texts, seeing wether you're in a good mood or not.

If you reply with an 'okay bob, pick me up in 20' then there's no need to buy an extra cup, if you reply with quite a dry text he's bringing one just in case and giving it to Mark if you don't need it. However if you're responding with swear words and angry emojis it's time to rush and get that coffee you need.

It became like this for a while, that is, until exams started. He noticed how moody and tired you got, constantly buying coffee without even having to see or ask. But now that you're a lot busier he's picking you up and giving you coffee and a grilled cheese, having a donut for himself.

Ever since then you two would just spend breakfast in the car, talking while eating and maybe even getting up earlier to just chill in the school parking lot to eat before class started, but only if you two are feeling extra energized.

This is a habit he realizes he has, and he actually likes because it reminds him of how he asked you to become his girlfriend in his car one time when you went to the school parking lot at 5 in the morning. That's a hour and a half earlier than you usually go to, and you two watched as the sun raised in the trunk of his car.

At that time, you decided to get grocery store ice cream tubs instead, you had a sudden crave that Donghyuck agreed to. You got a bit of ice cream at the corner of your lip, and Donghyuck decided that was the perfect opportunity to pull a clique little ' "you got a little bit there" and then proceeds to kiss you.' Yeah you failed your Math test that day because you were so distracted.

Your coffee felt warm in your hands, but the cold early morning wind nipped at your skin at the same time, urging you to take a sip from the paper cup once again. The only thing warm besides the hot coffee in your hand was Donghyuck, who sat close next to you to produce some warmth. Which was dumb because you had ice cream waiting to be devoured handing in a plastic bag in front of the semi-broken air conditioning to stay cool.

Donghyuck glanced behund him to see how the ice cream was doing, sighing when he sees no changes in the ice cream, the AC must’ve broken already. “Hey, ice cream’s melting, better eat it now before you have to drink it from a plastic bag.” He nudges at your thigh.

You nod, hopping off the trunk to go get the ice cream. Quickly stealing ut from the driver’s seat, you hurry back to Donghyuck for warmth, handing him his own ice cream. “Thanks,” he takes the cold treat from your hand, opening the cap open and sticking his spoon into the tub. He had a napoleon flavored tub of ice cream, while you got Rocky Road.

Though the AC of Donghyuck’s car was broken and some of the ice cream melted, the closer you get to the middle the more you realize it’s still frozen. “Damn dude, that’s a whole glacier.” Donghyck commented, eating a spoon of his own ice cream. You suddenly stop trying to destroy the frozen block of ice, “Yo have you heard how David Attenborough says glacier?”

“...what?”

“Dude we’re gonna watch ‘our planet’ later on today, I can’t believe you haven’t heard him say glacier!” You say as you stab your spoon into your ice cream, successfully breaking the bug block of ice. You scoop a big spoonful and shove it messily in your mouth, slurping when some dripped down your lips.

Donghyuck pursed his lips at the sight of the sticky treat stucking to the corner of your lips, putting his tub down, “You got a little bit there,” he points to yor mouth. Eyes widening, you blinly search for the ice cream around your mouth. Donghyuck stops you from wiping your mouth with your sleeve, taking it to his lap.

You’re about to protest, when Donghyuck catches your words in his lips. It takes you a few moments, but you kiss back, tasted the slight strawberry ice cream that stuck to his lips and tongue, and you’ve never loved how it tasted as much as this. He quickly pulled away, licking he remains of your ice cream off his lips.

“The fuck was that?”

“I really like you.”

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Waiting for you to dry his hair

This habit came about one night when he came put the shower in shorts and a big t-shirt, his towel plopped lazily on his hair. He came back home from working out with Renjun, and he subconsciously layed down on the couch right next to you.

He shoved his wet hair with the towel on your lap, and you being you, you stared to dry it for him. At that time Donghyuck felt great, it was like you were some kind of human form of a hairdryer.

Donghyuck plopped doen next to you in the couch, water dripping onto the couch. You purse your lips, looking up to Donghyuck’s wet hair, “You gonna dry it?” Your boyfriend nods, patting the green towel on top of his head. You laugh when observing the towel, it’s the one you giften to him for his 18th birthday. There was a small frog peeking out at the corner and Donghyuck adored it.

The boy sighs, suddenly resting his head on your thighs. You assume he wants you to do it, so you gently start tot rub the top of his head with the material. Donghyuck peeks one eye open in surprise, humming im delight when you start to run your fingers through his damp hair. You grin at his reaction, bringing the towel uo to dry the ends of his hair.

You carefully dance your palms against his cheeks, making sure you don’t press too hard. Donghyuck turns his head to the side, placing a peck onto the pad of your thumb, as a gesture of thanks, you guess, and you kiss his cheek in return.

It’s evenings like this he longs, just calming moments with each other before all the stress comes and drowns you two. Just the most simple gestures warms his heart and awakens the knowledge that everything is going to be alright.

You continue your work peacefully, soon massaging his scalp and fluffing his hair up. Donghyuck let’s out a breath of relief, burying his head to your stomach. The material of the sweater you use is somehow so comforting, almost lulling him to sleep.

You run your hands through his head one more time, before grabbing the frog towel and ruffle his hair softly, “There we go, all nice and fluffy.” You mumble, fiddling with the short hairs on the nape of his neck. Donghyuck looks back up at you, a little smile soon appearing on his lips. He reaches up, pecking you shortly, before completely falling asleep on your lap.

Since then Donghyuck has always waited for you to come find him with damp hair and the frog towel, innocently asking you to dry it. Unbeknownst to him, you absolutely adore drying and taking care of his hair, it showed that he trusted you enough to let you do whatever you wanted. And plus, his hair was just really soft and you love playing with it.

There was this one time you came back home after a long day of hanging out with your friends and as soon as you opened the door Donghyuck attacted you with hugs and shoving his wet hair into your neck, inviting you to come in and dry it for him. As much as it was a habit, he likes to say it’s a silent agreement, which you agreed to as well.

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Going out with comfortable clothes

When it comes to Donghyuck, he used to want to go out looking extravagant and show stopping, with style that wpuld have everyone staring at him, but after hanging out with you countless of times, he soon chose to wear sweaters and sandals when going out with you.

The first time he went out in comfortable clothes he felt more confident, which he thought was really strange because if you look better you should feel better as well, right?

“Hyuck have you seen my-“ You walk into Donghyuck’s room, surprised to see him wearing skinny jeans and a leather jacket, your cheeks slowly heating up. “Seen what, babe?” He asked, adjusting the collar of his jacket. He turns in confusion when you don’t reply, eyes widening when he notices you’re only in leggings and one of his hoodies.

“What?” Donghyuck asks, tilting his head at your flustered form. You snap out of your daze, meeting Donghyuck’s eyes, “H-huh? Oh- no- uh you just seem really dressed, I mean we’re going grocery shopping, right?” Hyuck nods, shrugging, “Yeah, that’s why I’m all dressed up... do I not look good?”

You shake your head, and point a finger at him, “No, you look really good. It’s just- what’s better than feeling confident comfortably? And besides, you’re already hot! What’s more boyfriend material than the classic hoodie and sweats?” You reassure, patting Donghyuck’s cheeks.

The young adult smirks, reaching out to catch the swinging hoodie drawstrings on his hoodie you wore, “Should we match then? Wearing my hoodies?” You look down and recognize the piece of clothing as in fact, Donghyuck’s, sheepishly looking up and mumbling a small apology.

That afternoon Donghyuck didn’t think abour how he looked, he didn’t care what people thought, he was confident comfortably next to you, he felt like he was the luckiest person in the world just because he had you to reassure him and hype him up.

After that, whenever he goes out, whether it’s with you or with his friends, he goes out in comfort and not quality, why would he want to attract attention when he has endless amounts right at home where you were?

In the beginning that was the reason, but after some time being comfortable brought out his true personalities and he became so much happier. He was often self conscious and insecure, but his friends and family, including you, were always there to stop him from doubting himself. And now he feels carefree and unbothered to the worlds opinions, which made all his loved ones proud.

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Good morning and good night kisses

This habit developed after you craved a good morning kiss one day, which made Donghyuck completely melt and give you multiple morning, afternoon, evening, and night kisses. It was just one whole day with Hyuck’s lips either in yours or your skin. Very blissful and has to be your favorite part of the day.

When you wake up, the first thing you see is Hyuck’s bare and beautiful sunkissed face, and you couldn’t be happier to wake up to this. He seems to be scrolling through twitter, one arm thrown under your head. Your arms looping around his waist informed him that you were awake, and he smiled at you dearly.

You lift it, so then he can retract his arm comfortably, but instead Donghyuck bends his elbow and drags you closer. You smile and stay right there, savoring the moment as it is rare, Donghyuck usually has to go to work really early in the morning.

Nothing could be more perfect for you, his smiling face, the peaceful morning, warm atmosphere, it just couldn’t get any better than this. But there was one thing you really wanted to try with Donghyuck.

You pucker your lips out dramatically to him, which grazes his cheek and jaw, “Good morning kiss,” you mumble through pulled lips. Your boyfriend laughs at the sight, throwing his head back into the headboard. You stop puckering yor lips, eyebrows furrowed in frustration, “What?”

“You’re absolutely adoreable!” Donghyuck cooed, squishing your face with his hands. You grimace once he doesn’t give you a kiss, turning around turning away from him pettily. Your boyfriend laughs at your disappointment, climbing over your body and flopping to the other side, “Hello,” he mumbles right into your face.

You grumble back a greeting, closing your eyes and pushing your face into the pillow in hopes to make Hyuck feel guilty. It obviously doesn’t work, because a smile is itching to pull your lips up when he glides his finger’s up your shirt to tickle your sides. You stifle in a scream of giddiness, and grab Donghyuck’s hands, and then fail as his fingers graze your stomach.

“HYUCK! OKAY PLEASE HYUCK STOPPPP!” You are now pushing Donghyuck’s shoulders away from your body, but keep going down to your body to shield it, you don’t know what to do, push or defend. In the end you only laugh and giggle, screaming Donghyuck’s name.

He eases down the tickling when he sees tears streaming down your pulled cheeks, his own smile shining. You stop laughing, your cheekbones sore frim all the smiling, and yet you still muster a small smile to Donghyuck. He aoftens and melts when you start to play and run your fingers through his hair, leaning into your touch.

“So are you gonna give me that kiss or not?” You ask quietly. Hyuck smiles and lowers his head to lean his forehead oto yours, “Only if I get to give you afternoon, evening, and night kisses as well.” And with a lift of your head your morning wish is granted, and a bad sleep schedule for Hyuck is born.

That kiss changed his routine completely, wasting arohnd a total of an hour just for kissing you. Which actually resulted into a really bad sleep schedule that even you comolain about, but despite loosing sleep, it’s worth stealing a lot more kisses from you, and he’s a lot happier.

#neoturtles #lee donghyuck fluff #lee haechan #lee donghyuck imagines #nct 127 imagines #nct dream #nct dream imagines #nct dream x reader #nct fluff #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct x reader #lee donghyuck #nct 127 #nct 2020

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septic-skele · 3 years

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UT - Sooner Than Someday

Summary: Overwhelmed in the haze of a fever, Sans vents to his father about the secrets he keeps. The problem is that it isn't actually Gaster in the room, just a brother who looks very much like him.

A/N: Based on the idea that Sans has told Papyrus about resets before, but it never manages to change his Genocide fate and in the end, Papyrus forgets.

The face of his father was swimming over him, mouth moving in sounds and syllables that barely translated, and Sans had to strain to keep him in sight. His eye sockets felt like they were melting to the back of his skull, vision wavering to a blur, but whenever he considered dipping into the haze of blackness, Dad shouted.

Too good at shouting, he and Papyrus. It came naturally to them as upper-casers; they didn’t even seem to notice their own noise. Right now Sans’ head was already crowded with so much thunder; he couldn’t stand one cacophony bouncing off of another. He had always hated raising his own voice but he wished now—He wanted the strength to scream back at him.

Do something! Help me, fix me, just make it stop, please!

As it was, all he could do was fling out desperate hands, hoping some kind of relief would be in his reach. A fistful of Dad’s shirt was only a distant flicker on his radar beyond the fire trapped in his bones. This fever felt like thousands, millions of white-hot pokers piercing as one. Every shudder of pain urged them on, stoking faster than damp cloths could counter.

There was nowhere he could twist or turn to escape; he couldn’t pry free of his own body. The throbbing heat in his ribs was too full. He couldn’t breathe.

Internal combustion of a magical fuel occurs with an oxidizer in a combustion chamber that is an integral part of the working fluid flow…

The end was already in sight: give it just a little more time to accelerate and his soul was going to explode. A guttural laugh, bordering on a wheeze, burst from his parched throat. A much cooler, hotter way to die than a knife to the chest; his own body would rather suicide-bomb than give that dirty kid the satisfaction. Could he call that a blaze of glory? A blaze of…copping out before the difficult part?

He had to let Dad know beforehand, he realized with a sharper, glass-like clarity. He’d pay attention. He’d want to put the damp cloth down and take notes.

Whatever intelligible sentence he managed to string together, it did make Dad falter for a minute or two—but where Sans had anticipated him shifting to grab a pen and paper, he made a different move.

When cool palms cupped his cheekbones, Sans flinched, staring with bleary confusion into familiar eyelights glowing gold and violet.

“—brother—know what—Papyrus—”

Confusion buckled and gave way to alarm as he jerked his head back against the pillows, almost wrenching free. A gasp caught roughly in his throat, forming a cough in its wake. No. No, he wouldn’t. He hadn’t.

I didn’t tell him, honest. In this timeline, at least, he’d swear to that. I didn’t tell Pap anything.

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“Brother,” Papyrus pleaded again, thumbing beads of sweat from Sans’ cheekbones. “I don’t know what you will understand in this state but I am right here for you! It’s Papyrus.”

He had hoped his presence would have a reassuring effect, but judging by the delirious panic that took over Sans’ face, it was a lost cause.

“I din’ tell him,” he whispered hoarsely, shaking his head. “Din’ tell ’im anything.”

“And that’s precisely why we’re in this predicament now!” Papyrus snapped, taking up the cold compress again in one hand. “If you had only told me sooner that you were burning up, I could have done something to prevent this!” But of course, he never tells me. I should have noticed.

Sans only seemed to register the frustration, not the worry. Cringing, he lowered his voice to a croak. “I can’t do it. Can’t get him caught up in all this, he’s too—he’s too—”

“I appreciate the sentiment, but I’ve been ‘caught up’ in all of your trouble since I was old enough to walk and frankly, I think I’ve coped with it better than you have!”

“I’ve tried it before.”

Papyrus couldn’t help but stiffen at the sudden, keen edge of brokenness in Sans’ voice then. His brother hiccupped, a pitiful attempt at a laugh as he faltered on.

“I’ve tried an’ it jus’ never works. Never does anything t’help. I talk to him an’ he hears me but he doesn’t listen.” His sockets welled. He was trembling from more than the fever now. “He jus’ can’t let it go, he keeps coming back an’ being so good an’ it—it never makes anything right. I can’t do that t’him! Jus’ be so selfish of me, jus’ make him hurt like I always do an’ it wouldn’t change a thing!”

The tears ran free of his control, streaking through the sweat to dampen the sheets under his chin. Sans had never wept so openly; the sight was almost a shock to Papyrus’ system. For a minute he sat frozen, cold cloth loose in his fingers. In what seemed like shame, Sans turned to hide his face against it, muffling a pained moan.

“I din’ tell him…Won’t try again, I swear…”

“Sans.” Swallowing against a sudden knot in his throat, Papyrus moved his free hand over the crown of his brother’s skull—a familiar gesture, one Sans had offered him so many times when he was young and frightened. “Nothing you say or do will make me—will make Papyrus love you any less. He’s better than that. He’s greater than that. He wants you to know you can trust him. He wants that more than anything! And if you have before, if you’ve tried and he hasn’t listened properly…I know that he’s sorry. He would want to try again. Whatever burdens you’re carrying, it isn’t selfish of you to share. That’s…That’s what family is for, to make everything a little lighter.”

Sans’ jaw clenched, a shuddering breath hissing through his teeth.

“All Papyrus wants is to help you, to see you better and happier. Please, give him another chance, won’t you? Someday?”

After what felt like an eternity, a fainter sigh, weighed down with grieved defeat. “Maybe…someday…”

It wasn’t a promise, but it was all Papyrus had. Now to pray that someday came sooner than he’d think.

#undertale #fanfiction #sans #sans undertale #papyrus #papyrus undertale #w d gaster #(gaster isn't actually there he's just imagined to be)#sickfic #whump #angst #sans remembers resets #hurt comfort

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glassartpeasants · 4 years

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I’m Sorry

Shigaraki x Reader

Warnings: Angst, like REALLY ANGST

A/N: I came up with this at work, i literally wrote down an entire plot to a story in about 30 minutes. I don’t know if i should feel proud or ashamed

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You sat in your car sighing heavily as you put the seat down to look up at the stars, since you had opened your sunroof. Your arms going behind your head to create a make shift pillow as you waited for your boyfriends response.

Tomura Shigaraki, Leader of the League of villains was your boyfriend, and god did you love him. You loved him more then anything else in the world. But for some reason it felt like he was ignoring you. You look at the text your sent and just stared at it wondering if you said something wrong. You scanned over it again realizing he just hadn’t opened it yet.

You grab the necklace that was hanging around your neck and fiddle with it between your fingers. The metal reminding you of when he officially asked for you to be his.

The necklace was a symbol of devotion to one another. You always wore the necklace cause it made you feel butterflies every time you looked at it. Shigaraki always wore his too. It was so romantic,

Well it was romantic.

You had noticed recently that he stopped wearing it, or forgetting. You didn’t mind at first cause everyone’s forgetful sometimes but it did bother you when it became a regular thing. He’d always say he left it on his nightstand or took it off when he was going to bed. These were all rational explanations but he didn’t even bother to put it back on. It felt like you guys were drifting apart, which ripped a hole right through your heart.

Not to mention every time you went into the hideout, everyone gave you looks of pity. You don’t know why they did but you weren’t gonna question it. You refused to believe that Shigaraki would do anything to hurt you.

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After your little session in the car you had gone grocery shopping for the League, something you would do often. They gave you a list of food they wanted and you got it for them.

You packed up all the groceries in your car and drove towards the building. You smiled all the way there. They didn’t know you were coming it was going to be a suprise! Oh won’t Shigaraki be happy!

You park outside the building and as you got out you see a lady coming out of the building you’ve never seen before. Normally you wouldn’t mind someone like that but...

She had Shigaraki’s hoodie on.

“Hey wait miss! Can i speak to you?” You said running up to her.

“Oh of course, what do you need?”

“Um i was wondering where you got the jacket from? I really like it.” You lie, you wanna know why this woman has your man’s jacket on, but you wanna hear what she has to say first before you go ape shit.

“Oh its my boyfriends! Isn’t it cool! That’s not the only thing he got me either, he gave me this necklace as well. He told me that as long as i have this on, it would show how much i love him. Isn’t that romantic!” Your heart shattered in your chest. You couldn’t believe it. No you wouldn’t, he said he only loved you. How long as this affair been going on? You needed more answers.

“That’s super awesome! How long have you guys been dating?” You smile holding back your tears and the burning urge to scream out of your chest.

“Almost 1 year!” She was so happy, could you tell her? Would she even believe you? She seemed even more happy then you been for the part 2 months, she seemed to be everything you weren’t.

Long hair, curvy, not an inch of skin imperfections, and lets not forget how much bigger her chest was compared to yours. She was everything a man could ever want. Hell she was there for most of your relationship, you guys have been dating for a year and 4 months.

“IM so happy for you! I have to go but i hope to see you later!” You lie through your teeth, you never wanted to see her again.

She drove off while you open the doors to the building looking down as tears streamed your face, your lungs burning with the need to scream and sob.

You open the door to the main room where Shigaraki sat with, Dabi, Spinner. Toga, and Twice. Your arms shaking as you could feel everyone staring at you.

“(Y/N) what brings you here?” Spinner asked before you pushed past him, you grabbed the necklace from off your neck, pulling it off letting bits and pieces of the chain to fall onto the floor. You throw the necklace at Shigaraki before slapping him across the face.

“How fucking dare you! Your such an inconsiderate piece of shit! You thought i wouldn’t find out?! Was she good huh?! Was she worth it?!” Your screams could e heard through the entire building, everyone’s eyes on you as you screamed at their leader. Shigaraki’s eyes were wide, you could see it behind father.

“I-”

“Don’t say a thing! I should have never agreed to be your girlfriend! Was it because she had a better body then me?! Did she satisfy your fucking needs?!” Your rage was outstanding as more tears streamed down your face, the pain of knowing your supposed love of your life was going around with other women. Shigaraki said nothing as he took the screams, his eyes soon looked uninterested and bored, which only fueled your fire.

“You know what fuck you, i wish i never met you. Enjoy that bitch cause im done!” You only cry more as you ran out of the room and out of the building, getting into your car and driving off.

Shigaraki didn’t move an inch as trying to keep his composure. But on the inside he was shaking. He was going to break it off he promised! He was going to the next time he saw her, why couldn’t you have come a little later? Why did you just show up damn you!

Your words cut like knives into Shigaraki’s skin, as the image of you crying kept replaying in his head.

“Nice job Handman.” Shigaraki turned his head towards the burnt male.

“IT’s not your place to talk so shut the hell up.”

“It’s not your place to talk either, must suck knowing the girl that would have taken a bullet for you left you. But can’t say i didn’t see this coming.” Shigaraki stayed silent. He didn’t want to say anything he just wanted to figure out a way to make you come back.

~~~

1 month later

Ice cream.

As stereotypical as that sounds, ice cream had become your best friend for the past few weeks. You just ate your heart away, not mentioning that you threw up everything you ate.

After your fight with Shigaraki you blocked him on everything. His number? Blocked. His gamer profile? Blocked. Everything was blocked.

You had even moved to another part of town, he knew where you lived so you just deiced to up and leave, your lease was over soon anyways. You thankfully found another apartment. It was small but it was perfect for you.

You’ve watched the news a few times looking for any sign of Shigaraki and his plans. But nothing occurred.

“Aw shit-” You ran to the bathroom as fast as you could about to throw up everything you ate that day.

~~~

“Well fuck.” You look down at the home pregnancy test. A positive home pregnancy test.

“What do i do now?” You sat down on the bathroom floor looking up at the ceiling. You liked kids so having on shouldn’t be a problem right?

But the fact that it was your cheating ex’s is the problem...

“No! I will not think about that crusty rat anymore! I don’t need him to be happy i have everything i need right here!” You say to yourself as you get up off the bathroom floor.

“I will take care of this baby and I’ll be the best mother that their could possibly be!” You hype yourself up as smile to yourself. He may be Shigaraki’s child ut that doesn’t mean you can’t love your kid. You would love the kid to the ends of the earth, and no cheating ex will stop that.

~~~

Shigaraki laid down on his bed staring at the ceiling, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He couldn’t help it, he’d actually lost you.

He tried contacting in in every form possible, once he realize you blocked his number. Once he called from a payphone only to find out you changed your number as well.

He broke off ties with the other girl, hoping it would bring you back. Which it didn’t.

Now he was alone again, the feeling of emptiness crept back up from the depths of his mind as his bed was cold. Your body no longer there to warm it. It ate him alive, the realization that he would never feel your fingertips brush through his hair again or the comforting words you said that put him to sleep.

His thoughts were his own worse enemy, he hated how much that fateful day replayed in his head. Over and over again until it corrupted his everyday life.

His bitterness was soon taking over. The madness that was Tomura Shigaraki slowly crept into his thoughts. Corrupting them, warping his mind making it seem like you were in the wrong not him.

He couldn’t bare to handle the insufferable guilt that he felt so he occupied himself with work. Running the LOV to escape the fractured pieces of his mind.

Within 3 months you were no longer plaguing his mind.

~~~

We skipping to when reader give birth

As you laid down in the hospital bed with your newborn child in your hand you couldn’t help but tear up.

You were 100% sure that your little girl was going to look like her dad, hell she even had the same eyes and mole.

But you couldn’t dwell on the fact she didn’t have a single feature of yours yet all you could think about was the amazing smile she gave you as soon as she saw you.

“Aren’t you just the sweetest little thing.” You cooed at the baby as she giggled at you. She reached her little chubby baby hands at you and grabbed your nose. You chuckled before giving her a kiss on the cheek as you sung her a little lullaby in your arms.

~~~

2 Years later

You watch the TV as the war keeps going on. Fighting and war is all people seem to do nowadays. You were afraid, your not even scared to admit it. After hearing about Shigaraki and learning that He’s now the leader of a huge army made you very scared for your daughter. HE may not know she exists but it still scares you.

You sigh at the Tv before getting up and putting on your jacket getting ready to pick up your daughter from your parents house.

You step out of your door and lock it before going down to your car. Putting your purse in the passenger seat as you buckled up and started the car before pulling out on the road.

Little did you know someone was watching...

~~~

“Pwease! pwetty pwease!” Your daughter whined trying to convince you to let her play on the swings near your parents house. You looked at your daughter as she gave you the puppy eyes.

“Fine, your lucky i love you so much.” You daughter squealed as she ran to the swing and waited for your help.

You laugh as you put your daughter in the baby swing and push her a little bit. Her baby blue hair moving along with the motions. You were right when she got her appearance from Shigaraki but she had your facial features.

‘At least she got something from me’ You chuckled to yourself before you hear your daughters giggles grow quiet.

“Sweetie what’s wrong?” Concern wired in your voice. She kept on looking on the other side of the street, so you look too.

Once your eyes were scanning for a bit they blew wide open as a patch of similar blue hair caught your vision.

No it couldn’t be....you moved how did Shigaraki... how did he find you?

You pick up your daughter before quickly walking towards your car. You car was in eye sight before a gruff voice stopped you in your tracks.

“Is she mine....”You back stiffened as you felt his eyes burning into you. There was no escaping him at this moment.

“Mommy who’s that?” Your daughter asked, her little body trembling as she looked at the hooded man in fear.

“Shigaraki, take your hood off your scaring her.” Your voice stern, laced with poison as all the emotions waved over you once more.

“You know i can’t do that. Answer my question, is she mine.” His voice laced in the same poison you once spoke in.

“No shit sherlock.” You look at him as you hear him let out a huff of air.

“Can...can i see her...” His voice was weak as you saw his hand twitch. HE refused to look at you the entire time.

“You think I’d let you see her?! Shigaraki look at yourself! Your an S-Class villain! If people saw you with her they’d go after her! Im not letting you see her.”

“I know im a villain but she’s my kid too damnit!”

“You didn’t even know she existed! Why now huh?! Why after almost 3 years do you decide to show up now huh?!” Your voice shooting daggers into Shigaraki’s heart once more.

He happened to stumble by you guys on accident, he was walking home from getting a new game when he heard your voice. It may have been years but he could always remember your lullaby you use to sing him to sleep. He walked over to your location and dropped the game on to the cold concrete as he saw you holding a little girl in your arms.

His crimson eyes widen as he stared at the exact copy of himself. There was no way, how could you not have told him?

“Let me guess you accidentally saw us and now you want to be with me again?!” You screamed at him but immediately stopped when you heard sniffling coming from the little girl in your arms.

“Hey, Hey its okay Sayori, mommy’s just a little angry that’s all, im sorry for screaming.” You say as your run your fingers through her hair.

“Please...just...can i not even look at her.....” You could hear it, the pain in his voice. The tiniest part inside you begging you to give him another chance but the realization of having to protect your daughter over through your love for him.

“No. Shouldn’t have cheated. Not going to let my baby be in harms way because her father can’t seem to keep his dick in his pants.” You turn around and walk away leaving Shigaraki at the playground as you drove off.

Shigaraki felt his soul leave his body as his knees gave out. He started to sob uncontrollably. The once dormant flashbacks of your heartbroken face now replayed in his mind once again.

Hiccuping as his sobs became much more inaudible. He felt like shit, the thought of his turning up like his father blew his mind as it only added to the pain. Images of what could have been a happy family replay in his head as he could just imagine a world where he has you by his side and his daughter in his arms.

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um ówò;; so ive never requested something like this before, but if you still have requests open, i was wondering if you could do something with ut! and/or lust!sans x gender neutral reader... but its like... fluffy smut?? If that makes sense.. like they're just rlly nice and gentle about it?? sorry this is like both super self indulgent and im really awkward /w\;;;

Awe, no worries, anon ^^ I get what you're saying! If it helps at all, I've never actually asked for anything of this nature either. As far as sending me requests goes, my requests are open pretty much all the time. Even if I don't immediately respond, I still see the requests and I'm still happy to work on 'em for ya :)

I tried to keep it as gentle as possible and overall just really lovey and affectionate, and I decided to go with using classic UT Sans ^^ hope that's alright!

"Hey... Sans, c'mon. The movie's done now."

You lightly elbowed the skeleton beside you who, at some point, had dozed off during the movie the two of you had agreed to watch. He hummed, cracking a socket open to look up at you, offering you a tired smile, "I gotcha, buddy. Sorry for dozin' off like that on you. Didn't mean to... I guess I'm just bone tired."

Snorting in amusement, you rolled your eyes and smiled back at him, "Hey, it's alright. I know you have a hard time sleeping most nights, so I don't mind if you nap here every so often." Sans absentmindedly wrapped an arm around you, tugging you closer to himself, "Mmn... Thanks, human. You really are too good to me sometimes, y'know."

Reaching for the remote on your bedside table, you clicked a button, shutting off your tv and effectively silencing the atmosphere. Placing the remote back down, you cuddled closer to the still half asleep skeleton, your cheeks gaining a soft blush, "Nahhh... Not true. If anything, you're the one who's too good to me, Sans." Your skeletal companion glanced at you, his voice still laced with sleepiness, "No idea what you're talking about. You're my human and I love you, so of course I'm gonna treat you nice."

Your blush darkened slightly and you sighed, leaning closer to press a kiss to his cheekbone. As your luck would have it though, the lazybones turned his head to look at you at the last moment, causing your lips to press against his teeth. Realizing what was happening, you jerked back away from him, your blush visibly darkening several shades, "C-Crap, sorry! I was just tryna kiss your cheek, I swear. I wasn't trying to kiss you or anything!" Despite the faint blue blush that had dusted across his face, Sans arched a single brow bone and chuckled, "It's ok, I promise. I wasn't expecting that, but if I'm bein' honest... It was pretty nice. I almost wanna do it again, even."

You stared at him for a moment, feeling heat rush to your face, "I-I um... If you wanna kiss me again, I wouldn't mind that." He offered you a lazy grin, tilting his head as he watched you, "Ok, cool... In that case, I think I will." You nodded sheepishly, chewing on your bottom lip as he sat upright, then turned to face you. As one of his hands delicately cupped your face, you unconsciously leaned into his touch, earning a soft smile from him.

He closed the distance between the two of you, gently pressing his teeth to your lips. Happily returning the kiss despite your ever increasing embarrassment, you lifted a hand, trailing your fingertips along his jaw before touching his face, your thumb stroking his cheekbone.

As the exchange gradually became more heated, you'd wrapped your arms around him and clung to his jacket as his teeth coaxed your lips apart, allowing his faintly glowing blue ecto tongue to slip past them. Your tongues tangled and danced, and as his hand left your face to begin caressing your side, you let out the faintest mewl, your cheeks burning with a bright, clearly noticeable blush.

With much reluctance, Sans pulled back from the kiss, allowing you to catch your breath. Both of you were silent for a moment, before you squirmed a small bit, your eyes clouded with your increasing desire for him as you mumbled, "Sans... Please. More... Kiss me more." Sans gazed at you with hooded sockets, arching a brow bone again, "Are you sure, Sweetheart?... If we keep going at it like this, we'll hit a point where more could happen, too. Are you really ready for that?"

You nodded, unconsciously starting to rub your thighs together in an attempt to gain some friction, "Uh huh, I'm sure. As long as it's you, Sans, I'm alright with that." His expression softened and he sighed softly, "Alright then... If you say so. If you wanna stop at any point though, you tell me, ok?" Nodding again in understanding, you gently tugged on his jacket, and he easily picked up on what you wanted. Grinning in amusement, he moved closer, kissing you deeply.

You immediately melted into it, and it didn't take long for his tongue to find its' way to yours again. As he began to caress your side again, you shuddered, letting out a faint, pleased sigh. He took his time with slipping his hand beneath the fabric of your shirt, very slowly dragging it up your stomach before his thumb grazed one of your nipples. Letting out another soft sigh of pleasure, you squirmed, your sigh becoming a moan as he rubbed your nipple, bringing it to full hardness without much effort.

Pulling away from the kiss, he trailed more smaller kisses to your jaw, and you tilted your head for him, giving him more access to your neck. Taking full advantage of this, his teeth made their way to the side of your neck, where he presses more skeleton kisses, occasionally poking the tip of his tongue out of his mouth to trail along your heated skin. Purring in delight, he lightly nipped you and murmured lowly, "You're so cute, baby... you know that? I could just eat you right up."

You let out a shaky breath, which was followed by another moan as he lightly pinched and tugged on your hardened bud, and he smirked. With a snap of his fingers, you found yourself nude from the waist up, being pinned down to your bed. On his hands and knees above you, Sans leaned down, his sapphire tongue eagerly swirling around your nipple. You whined softly and squirmed beneath him, and he captured your nipple in his mouth, sucking softly and drawing louder moans from you as you began to beg, "Sans... Oh my god, that feels good..."

Chuckling lowly, the skeleton released your nipple with an audible pop, his gaze almost smoldering as he looked at you, "I'm glad you think so, Sweetheart." He paused, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your pants and underwear, gently tugging, "Can I take these off of you too?... I just really wanna see you, is all." You nodded sheepishly, giving your silent confirmation, and he smiled, capturing your lips in another kiss.

Deepening the kiss after a brief moment, he slowly tugged down your pants and underwear. You lifted your hips, allowing him to tug them down further, before slipping them entirely off of you. As he pulled back from the kiss and looked down at your now fully exposed body, his eye lights shifted into small hearts, and he smiled affectionately at you, "...You're so beautiful, Starshine. God, I love you."

Smiling sheepishly up at him, your cheeks burned with the bright blush they'd gained, and you unconsciously squirmed, "I love you too, Sans." The skeleton continued smiling, stealing another quick kiss from you. He then leaned back to slip off his jacket, dropping it on the floor, before playfully winking at you and slipping his shirt off as well.

Absentmindedly squirming again as you watched him, your eyes wandered down his body, settling on the faintly glowing blue bulge between his legs. Catching your gaze, Sans smirked, arching a brow bone, "See something you like, human?" Another wave of heat rushed to your face and you puffed your cheeks out, almost pouting. Laughing softly, he shook his head, visibly amused, "Sorry, sorry. I won't tease ya too much."

Your expression softened and you sighed, your pout shifting into an affectionate smile. The skeleton returned your smile, gently pushing your legs apart and settling in the space between them. He then slid a hand up one of your thighs, and as his fingertips grazed your entrance, you lightly bit your lip. Slowly pushing a finger inside you, he stole a glance up at your face, gauging your reaction as he pushed the digit completely inside.

As he began to thrust his finger in and out of you, you moaned softly, instinctively spreading your legs a bit further apart. Gradually adding a second and third finger, he watched as you rolled your hips, your lips parted as you moaned for him. Feeling confident that he'd stretched you enough, Sans then slipped his fingers out of you, raising them to his face and licking your juices off of them.

Whining as you watched him, you felt your entrance pulse with need, and as if sensing this, the skeleton snapped his fingers again, his shorts vanishing and allowing his completely hardened length to spring free. Getting himself lined up, he pressed the head of his ecto cock against your hole, meeting your gaze and offering you another smile. Gently taking one of your hands and lacing your fingers with his, he began to very slowly push into you.

Inch by inch, his eye lights flickered between watching more of his member disappear inside you, and the look on your face, taking in the way your cheeks were flushed and the way your lips were parted in a moan.

Pushing the last of bit of himself inside you, he paused as a whimper slipped past your lips, letting you adjust to the new sensation. Eventually growing more accustomed to it, you shifted ever so slightly, gently squeezing his hand, "O-Ok Sans... You can move now." The skeleton nodded in understanding, slowly beginning to roll his hips. Whatever pain had lingered from him first entering you rapidly transformed into pleasure, moans being pulled from you, one right after another.

He kept an even pace; one that was slow, but gradually increased in force. Despite not going as fast as he could, his thrusts became harder, and he muffled the sound of your voice with another deep kiss, his ecto tongue almost immediately beginning to seek out your own tongue.

With your arms already around his neck vertebrae, you wrapped your legs around his waist, practically clinging to him as you rolled your hips in time with his thrusts.

He trailed kisses along your neck, leaving a visible love bite over your collarbone as he growled lowly into your ear and mumbled, his voice husky, "Shit... You're such a good little human... Taking my cock so well, and making such pretty noises for me." You whined and moaned his name, writhing beneath him, "O-Oh my god, it's so good... I love it... I love it so much!" Letting out a grunt before chuckling, he continued rolling his hips and thrusting into you, "You feel good around me too, Sweetheart... so... so fucking good."

The skeleton angled his hips and thrust into you at a slightly different angle, his length brushing against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside you and nearly ripping a squeal from you. Quickly catching on and realizing what he'd done, he smirked, angling his hips slightly more until he was thrusting directly into it, making your moans and squeals transform into screams.

Despite the still slow pace he was moving at, you continued to writhe beneath him, and he watched you with small, heart shaped eye lights; god, you were just so beautiful and gorgeous. He knew how sensitive and shy you could be, so while it was a given that he'd need to go slow and gentle, he was really looking forward to playing with your body now.

Round one was coming close to an end. There was nothing currently stopping him from going for a second or third round too, though.

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