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beauspot · 1 year

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why can’t black women have a romance holy shit. every person who hates sydcarmy is talking about some “why can’t men and women ever just be friends” like that’s not all we’ve been allocated for decades. i understand that a lot of women particularly 👋🏻 women want stories that don’t revolve around romance, and hey i like those stories too! BUT black women have not had the same oppurtunities to just be love interests in the same way y’all have. We’ve been relocated to undesirable best friend roles or oversexualized booty calls. Y’all swear we have so much representation and yet can only name like 10 shows spanning over DECADES to prove us wrong like if there’s so much romantic content with black women as leads why the fuck are you talking about the flash and the walking dead?

and then we have the marcus and sydney brigade. the ONLY reason y’all want marcus and sydney together is cause they both black, they have zero chemistry. prove to me otherwise, quickly. I understand that people are tired of seeing interracial relationships (which is not really a problem but that’s a post for another day 😒 y’all swear that “the media” is trying to trick black women into marrying out or something stupid like that when we all know black women marry in their race more than any other demographic. imma just say black women should go where they are loved and fuck the noise) but y’all do this with nearly every show. Pairing characters together cause they’re the same race even though they have nothing in common. Nonblack people love doing this which i know why but again not the post.

But what REALLY pisses me off is calling Chefs Kiss a mentor/mentee relationship and then proceeding to ship sydney and MARCUS???

like you can’t be serious. carmy so clearly sees syd as his equal proven by the fact he wants to revamp his BUSINESS, his LIVELIHOOD with her. someone he’s known the least amount of time.

We’ve discussed this before but we know why Jeremy is probably wary about romance because of how hypersexual his previous job was and i get that, but I have yet to see a sydcarmy fan who wants them rawdogging on the kitchen floor. Idk it’s strange the way this show is edited and the music choices, and the script is written if they intended to go no romance for them. I’m really interested to see what their dynamic is like next season if they’re going to change it moving forward to dissuade fans from shipping by separating the two(like stucky vibes) it won’t work but that’ll be very annoying.

The WORST thing the show runners could do is insert a new love interest, that would piss me off to no end and i would stop watching the show. In the latest article they said(writer or show runner don’t remember) they wanted a show with no romance plot so they better fucking stick to it. I don’t want carmy to get to a later season and they’ve introduced a palm colored love interest for him. i swear to god i will turn the show off.

Now I personally will continue to ship them i’ve done so with other ships with far less, but that doesn’t mean i’m not a little annoyed. I hope they stick to their word if that’s the case.

ALSO we need more black women as romantic leads so go read the brown sister novels (chloe brown, dani brown, and eve brown) and hype them up so we can get movies( or in a perfect world a TV SERIES 🤭) based on them

TLDR: it’s dumb to hate sydcarmy cause you personally hate interracial relationships, if they mean no romance they should do no romance, that article was dumb and didn’t need to come out when we’ve already heard from both lead actors they don’t like the ship. we got it the first time. also read the brown sisters and spread the word so we can get a tv show about them thanks.

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dirtytransmasc · 1 year

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this post is gonna seem so fucking random, and its really not at all important, tiktok is just being tiktok, and I have something to say that really doesn't mean shit but would get me flamed on that hellsite, and I hate not saying whats on my mind, even when its in my best interest so I'm saying it here, cause I can, just ignore me.

there seems to be this devote group of people in the SoC's fandom (*cough cough* I've only seen them on tiktok, and they're always those types of fans, that just like, care way to much about others opinions. *cough cough*) who hate people who see the dynamic of kaz and wylan as a father/son-esque relationship, like getting all types of mad about it. again it was like 5 or 6 people, but it was enough to make me really think about it and then proceed to get pissy, cause I'm a stubborn asshole at heart who can't just drop something once it's pissed me off, and it really only pissed me off cause someone said interpreting them like that was "infantilizing gay men" and I just... no, please no, that's not at all whats happening, I promise.

so here's my unnecessary two cents, cause I can't just move on;

what would you like me to call their dynamic hmm? kaz is only a bit older in age, but forced himself to mature and take on burdens that make him much older then he is, burdens he won't let anyone take off his shoulders. while he is very much like a mentor or older brother to wylan, trying to be who he needed after losing jordie, his role within the group as a whole puts him into much more of a caretaker role. he's the dad of the group, he is provider and protector, he is the brawny brains so to speak, a very paternal energy as head of the 'family'. he is the protector of his crows, he takes care of them, all of them, in his own fucked up ways, being what they need him to be. he would do anything for them, even if he tries to hide it, and this typically ends up with him in one way or another taking on a nurturing role of sorts (describing this man is so hard, cause his internal vs. external actions are so fucked by his mental state. going above and beyond for him and like bare minimum to the average person, and I don't know how to verbalize it). factor that into the fact that wylan lacks a father figure, a good one at least, he naturally plays that role in a very similar way that an older brother or mentor would fill the void of a younger sibling/mentee. wylan also looks up to and takes after kaz a lot, which points into the father/son-esque vibes. all in all, no they aren't your traditional father/son dynamic, but like, that's the closest simple term I can slap on them, cause I'm not giving this little speech a million times. their dynamic is messy and layered and complicated by both of their metric tons of trauma, paired with the overall found-family/trauma-bond thing those littles shits got going on over there. let them be messy and let me just sat father/son for my sanity, I beg (if someone tells me I'm infantilizing wylan cause he's gay/dyslexic/autistic-coded I'm gonna have a stroke, I just want my boys to be vaguely happy and have some semblance of family alright, and sure, maybe my daddy issues play into it, but that's none of your goddamned business)

please say I'm not the only one to encounter those fans, and please tell me this makes sense to someone, I beg of you.

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eenochian · 8 months

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Starting to see what you see in Yuri, he’s 👀

THAT’S WHAT I’VE BEEN SAYINGGGGGGG

AUGHHHHHHHHHH GOD I KNOW I’VE BEEN ON A MAKAROV KICK LATELY BUT I’M GONNA FUCKING COMBUST BESTIE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

the way people don’t talk about him enough and ONLY mention him when talking about other characters. like fandom people PLEASE HE IS A CHARACTER OUTSIDE OF MAKAROV PLEASE PLEASE HE’S SO INTERESTING AND IF YOU JUST LOOK AT HIM YOU’LL UNDERSTAND

(i had to add a read more bc i went insane i’m so sorry 😭)

his entire backstory is so good. the original trilogy had like four pairs that all reflected each other and i’m so excited to ramble publicly about this instead of annoying my brother— like. okay. we all know that price-soap was THE duo of the OG games. but there’s also shepherd-allen, zakhaev-makarov, and makarov-yuri. HEAR ME OUT ON THIS.

price-soap is very much a mentor-mentee relationship. price basically took soap under his wing after the latter joined the SAS and helped him become the best of the best. this really reflects shepherd-allen and zakhaev-makarov, which are both darker adaptations of this duo. shepherd-allen involves someone “good” (allen) being manipulated and influenced by someone “bad” (shepherd) in order to achieve a goal. zakhaev-makarov is even darker, with someone “bad” (zakhaev) training someone (makarov) to become even worse, or, in their minds, the best of the best. it’s all in reverse.

makarov-yuri is a LITTLE bit different here, since the two are closer in age. they met sometime in 1994 or (more likely) 1995, when makarov was 24-25 and yuri was “young”, but old enough to be spetsnaz (likely ~22 years old). the two became friends because zakhaev liked yuri’s patriotism and loyalty to his country, so he and makarov welcomed him in with promises of “restoring russia’s glory” and all that bullshit that the ultranationalists preached y’know. still, makarov and yuri became close friends and yuri spent the next 16 or so years thinking he was doing right by his people and helping his country, ONLY TO FIND OUT WHEN MAKAROV NUKED 30,000 PEOPLE THAT OH?? WE’RE THE BAD GUYS???

most people think that yuri didn’t betray makarov until 2016, during the airport massacre/no russian. HOWEVER. soap’s journal (my beloved) mentions yuri a couple times, and one of those times soap says something along the lines of “nikolai vouches for him (yuri), says they go way back.”

nikolai was literally introduced as an ultranationalist informant. it’s completely possible, if not LIKELY, that the two met while nik was undercover, and that after the nuke (which happened after nik was compromised), yuri got into contact with him. yuri says in his flashback sequence that the nuke was when he realized “this wasn’t war, it was madness” and i’m just like… y’all really thought a man saying that was gonna be chill for the next five years? i’m convinced he was feeding nikolai information, and the reason why makarov didn’t confront him until the airport massacre was because makarov trusted him, so he didn’t discover the betrayal until then.

HE’S SO COMPLICATED OKAY HE THOUGHT HE WAS DOING SOMETHING RIGHT ONLY TO DISCOVER THAT HE WAS IN THE WRONG AND THAT HE HAD TO FIX THE MISTAKES HE MADE. like, when he’s introduced in MW3, nikolai straight up tells price that yuri’s the only person that hates makarov more than he does. most of that hatred is DEFINITELY yuri feeling betrayed by the person he was closest with, but i’m willing to bet part of that anger was his own self-hatred for what he had done. it’s easier to project it onto someone else, to find someone easy to blame for his own mistakes. he WAS manipulated and lied to. however, he was still responsible for his own actions. makarov never forced his hand, yuri made his choices.

i could say more. his tattoos give so much info. the fact that he even ended up in that situation says so much to me. but froggi. bestie. his personality. no one talks about it enough.

his personality is a little difficult to see because he’s silent most levels and only talks occasionally during cutscenes. BUT THAT’S WHY “DUST TO DUST” AND “BLOOD BROTHERS” ARE THE BEST LEVELS. he’s literally just— like. okay. he literally starts off dust to dust by making a fucking joke. he and price are getting shot at, about to kill their greatest enemy, and this dude cracks a joke. makarov’s men are yelling and shooting at them, and yuri looks at price and just goes, “i think they know we’re here! :)” like YEAH. THEY SURE DO. KISS ME RIGHT NOW.

but also just. he’s a mixture of methodical planning and research – he memorizes info, he pays attention to people and their patterns. he was makarov’s right hand man, the second-in-command of the inner circle, one of the loyalist commanders (and probs the most involved of the three). his literal job after joining the ultranationalists was to escort and guard makarov. he was constantly working against overt AND covert enemies, he didn’t survive that job for 20 years by NOT knowing how to read people.

i said he’s a mixture because he’s also reckless as hell. not anymore so than someone like soap, but in “dust to dust”, price has to reel him in. after the elevator sequence, yuri just. picks up a frag grenade, throws it, and sprints right after it?? also vaults over a couch so that was hot as fuck, but price literally has to go, “yuri your armor’s gone, BE FUCKING CAREFUL” because he’s just rushing in. he wanted blood and i’m just… 🫣. usually he’s patient and takes the time to do things smart. but he’s also perfectly willing to use dangerous tactics and risky maneuvers to get the job done. he keeps his composure alarmingly well, but there are things that can make him lose it because he’s still human. like in blood brothers? after he and soap fall from the tower and are laying on the street?? yuri’s barely awake, barely ALIVE, and he’s desperately reaching out to soap, one of his ONLY true allies, trying to save him. i’m so confident in that moment being horrible for yuri. one of his only friends and allies was killed by his former friend, and even though yuri’s presence wasn’t the reason for the bomb being planted, i can guarantee that he blamed himself for soap dying.

i’m just. AUGSSKDLWJWHFKDBWBDLFOWJ. i’m sliding down the wall ripping my hair out screaming crying rattling my cage bars losing my mind. i love yuri so much. he’s so interesting and the fact that people only talk about him when talking about makarov makes me so sad. like yes the two are very important to each other’s stories but C’MON. yuri may have a buzzcut and blue eyes but he’s also my gorgeous babygirl that can SPRINT while carrying a 6’2” man on his shoulders in a sandstorm 🤭

he’s also legitimately the reason why my brother thought COD had super soldiers. the amount of shit yuri survived and the sheer amount of stuff it took to kill him is insane. it took a consecutive TWO direct-impact rockets, being set on fire, impaled on metal, AND three bullets to the chest and head to finally kill him??? he deadass survived being shot point-blank, another rocket that led to him falling down a cliff into a raging river five days after being shot, falling out of a clocktower (like TEN stories??) and slamming into scaffolding before landing on a stone road, price punching him down a flight of stairs like 30 minutes after, ANOTHER DIRECT-HIT ROCKET—

it’s wild. he’s my indestructible beloved military wife. my main oc is a medic because this man needs someone to treat his wounds around the clock. i love him so much it’s not even funny. if he’s not in the reboot i’m marching down to IW and activision and starting a riot. if he does appear then i’m gonna write fics faster than the speed of light. i’ve already got plans for a makarov/reader/yuri fic that’s gonna be pure filth because i’m a simp.

anywho i hope this answer was a reasonable length and very sane to you! 🤞🩷

#i was given the opportunity to rant about yuri and i took it #i know we said makarov was very work song-coded but so is yuri #also very take me back to eden-coded but that’s because i headcanon him as a complete simp for his partner #he’d worship the ground they walk on and give them the world if they asked. if the world has no place for his lover then he’s burning it #his morals are grey at best but he tries to do good #i have so much more to say about yuri in love but i think if i start another rant it’ll scare everyone off 😭#gonna eat dinner and attempt to calm down about him teehee <33

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scarlet--wiccan · 3 months

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what are your thoughts on carolwanda, scarletstrange, wandajan, wandaclea, and wandaclint? also did wanda and steve canonically have a thing going on in 616 or was that only in the what if disassembled comic?

Wowwwwww, you just really loaded this question up, huh?

Wanda's good friends with most of these characters, but the majority of these pairings are not suitable for romance, if that's what you're asking. The only person I would feel comfortable taking that path with Wanda is Carol. One of the defining elements of their friendship, specifically from the 2010s and onward, is that they actively put effort into being better friends and making their relationship stronger. They've both failed each other in the past-- in fact, I would say that both characters have been majorly shaped by the ways in which their friends, family, and support systems have failed to protect them. In contemporary comics, they're both characters whose strength really comes from their resilience and commitment to growth and healing, although they present those themes very differently. Wanda and Carol recognize these parts of themselves and their own experiences in each other, and I think that's what allows them to click so naturally in comics like Thompson's run on Captain Marvel and its spin-off, Star.

To me, this is one of the greatest strengths of the female characters and female friendships in the Avengers cast-- a lot of them have been on a similar trajectory, and they're good at lending each other that support. That includes Janet, for sure, but she hasn't had as many opportunities as Carol to explore that aspect of her relationship with Wanda on-page. I was actually very frustrated that Darkhold gave them so little page-time together.

I don't, personally, ship either of them with Wanda romantically. I would rather see Carol and Rhodey's relationship get the treatment it deserves than put her with anyone else, and for me it's important that Wanda be allowed to date other people of color who are better equipped to understand her cultural experiences.

Clea and Stephen are married, and I'm not interested in breaking that up. Stephen and Wanda have a lot of history together, but I think of their relationship somewhat like Wanda's dynamic with Agatha--they're peers and friends now, but they started out with more of a doctor-patient, mentor-mentee relationship, and Stephen, like Agatha, was once very paternalistic towards Wanda. He's one of the characters I still hold accountable for mistreating, or, in this case, misdiagnosing Wanda during Disassembled, although he was certainly a good deal kinder to her than some people during HoM.

Clint is a hard pass for several reasons, one of which being that he slept with Wanda when she had amnesia after the Decimation. Years later, it turned out that the person he'd been with was actually a doombot, but he didn't know that.

#carol danvers #wandacarol

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hamable · 6 months

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Psychonauts 2 post-game mentor/mentee list I promised a while ago:

So I was gonna make a connection between the psychic 7 and the 7 interns, but it wasn’t a clean parallel and it excluded Lilly, so instead I’m reshaping it to Who I’d pair up as mentors/mentees post-game:

Interns (8 (no! 9 actually, I’m adding Fraizie.)

Lizzy, Sam, Morris, Norma, Gisu, Adam, Lilly, Raz, Frazie

Potential Mentors:

Ford, Lucy, Truman, Hollis, Milla, Sasha, Helmut, Bob, Compton, Cassie, Otto, Oleander.

Helmet & Augustus: (HA SIKE, ITS 10 INTERNS) I wasn’t gonna include Augustus, but then I imagined him interacting with Helmut and they gave immediate best friend vibes. They would get along swimmingly. They both have this love of performance and similar temperaments and I really think it’d be like throwing two theater kids together. They’d be inseparable. They’d have so many ideas for psychic flourishes and music performances and asdhdkfj imagine it with me.

Lucy & Raz: Lucy wouldn’t take an actual intern on, but I think she and Raz (and the rest of the Aquatos) would spend their time post game healing together. In that context, it’s an obvious pairing. Let them rediscover their familial connection to psychics together, let them literally test the waters they’ve been wary of their whole lives together.

Milla & Frazie: a perfect match to me, personally. Frazie still has reservations about herself and psychics as a whole. Who else to guide her through it than someone as warm, uplifting, encouraging, and fun as Milla? Added bonus is her specialization in levitation, and I feel like the circus born Aquatos would pick up and excel in that right away.

Bob and Lily: another obvious pairing, similar situation to Raz and Lucy. They haven’t spent time together yet, and I think it would mean so much to Bob to see his little firecracker of a niece so excited about plants and their psychic properties. And look at all the cool stuff he’s got: exploding plant bulbs, psychically linked vine system? Lily would absolutely lose her mind.

Otto & gisu: I love engineer Gisu, and while we don’t get a whole lot of in game time with either of them, I headcanon these two to be similar in temperament, especially with tinkering and experimenting. Perfect pairing, no notes.

Oleander & Sam: Extremely Funny. Will not separate these two even though Ik her grandfather is literally Right Over There.

Cassie & Morris: discovering even more ways to reach out into the world, psychically or otherwise. Also, Morris would be so pumped to have a doodle archetype Co-DJ.

Truman & Norma: she seems like she admires strong leadership and would wanna learn from the Head himself.

Sasha & Lizzie: chill vibes, and I think Sasha would like the challenge of helping develop a power set that isn’t as similar to his own.

Hollis & Adam: similar to Norma, I think he’d want to develop as a leader and learn what it takes to run something like the Psychonauts. I think she’d challenge him and help him grow into a really powerful psychic.

Ford: listen. LISTEN. There are split views on this man. I’m gonna tentatively say that maybe we don’t put this guy in charge of a child for a little bit...

Compton: I feel bad I couldn’t find an intern for him but maybe Queepie would like to talk to animals.

Alternates:

Truman & Adam: Adam was my other candidate to shadow the Grand Head. He’s got the feel of a future leader and would probably really enjoy learning from him.

Lucy & adam: now, I don’t think Lucy is in a place to be teaching or mentoring anyone immediately post game, and further down the line when she’s more recovered and like her old self, Raz would be an obvious choice to pair with her. But for some reason I really wanna see Adam and Lucy interact. Adam SCREAMS sweet, smart young man that old ladies just eat up. She’d tell him stories and teaches him tricks and I think hed have the right balance of humility and gumption, and patience. I think she’d find his yo-yo delightful.

Milla & gisu: like morris, gisu is skilled in levitation and definitely has an eye for fun that would work well with Milla’s whole vibe.

Compton & Sam: another family pair, but I want them to work together on cooking. I feel bad not pairing Compton with someone in my initial list bc his whole thing was about growing more confidence in himself and I think it’d suit him well to have an intern look up to him.

Otto & Lizzy: she’d be so into all his weird gadgets and they’d be squirreled away in their little lab working on unethical horrors beyond our comprehension and also a top secret soft serve ice cream machine for the intern dorms.

Bob & Sam: Bob has his exploding plant pods and sentient/psychically linked vine system and probably loads of other stuff that Sam would find fascinating. And that’s just what we saw while he was hiding away, imagine what he can do now that he’s happier and healthier. Actually, maybe it’s be dangerous putting these two together. Crazy powerful plant guy and tyrannical animal whisperer could be too powerful a duo…

Milla & Morris: I liked this initial pairing and wouldn’t be mad to see it continue!

Helmut & Raz: I love their dynamic and honestly I just need Helmut post game, freshly refunneled into his recovered body, hunting down Raz to give him the biggest, most monstrous bear hug anyone’s ever witnessed. This kid fully rehabilitated him for a near brain dead state. He save his life. He’s Raz’s number 1 fan and will be for the rest of his life.

#psychonauts 2 #psychonauts #psychonauts interns #psychic 7 #psychic seven #this is way longer than I meant it to be #I’d love to hear other peoples pitches

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scattered-winter · 2 years

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Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, and Cassandra Cain for the character asks!

CASS

favorite thing: her STRENGTH. like. this girl grew up being taught to kill and hurt people. that was her entire purpose. but she had the strength to decide to forge her own path and become her own person despite everything being stacked against her. I can't even imagine how hard it must have been for her to turn her back on everything she knew and become something more. I just think she's neat <3

least favorite thing: her fanon personality tbh. she's not perfect. she's flawed and makes mistakes just like every other fucking human being. to write her as the perfect favorite child who never makes a mistake is a huge disservice to her character and all the mistakes she's made and learned from

brOTP: Duke. whenever they team up its just *chef's kiss*

nOTP: I HC her as a lesbian so anything that puts her with a guy. idk no hate to Kon but I just don't really see it, y'know?

OTP: y'all know I'm a stephcass truther <3 but if I'm being honest I also love them as friends, and I also love Cass not being in a relationship at all. I love Steph ofc but too often the girls are both reduced to the other's bestie. which...while they ARE friends, it's another disservice to both of them to just reduce them to "bffs who are joined at the hip at all times". that said: stephcass is really cute and really angsty. multitudes <3

random headcanon: she's ace. I'm right

unpopular opinion: once again: she ain't perfect. fandom (and dc too let's be real) needs to stop writing her as a flawless machine. she's human that's why we love her

favorite picture: I was too lazy to find it but that one WFA panel when she's releasing the puppy and laughing.....yeah <3

BABS

favorite thing: her STRENGTH ONCE AGAIN. she doesn't let anyone push her around and she's led hero teams and faced off with villains and she is my HERO

least favorite thing: whatever the hell tom taylor is doing with her. he needs to stop

favorite line: "you took nothing from me" UGH. UGGHHHHHHHHH <3

brOTP: Cass! I always love a good mentor/mentee relationship <3

nOTP: ......dickbabs. I'm sorry I just can't

OTP: idk? I don't have any strong feelings about her love life. I think she should get a cat <3

random headcanon: she lets damian paint the wheels on her chair. it chips off with time ofc and he just repaints it with a different design

unpopular opinion: she shouldn't be paired with any of the batfam. she's passed around the batboys like candy and I'm fairly certain she's been with just about all of them at this point. stoppppppppp

favorite picture of them: pretty much anything from WFA lol. she's so pretty <3

STEPH

favorite thing: her tenacity! she doesn't give up even when hell is being flung in her face <3

least favorite thing: fanon's tendency to reduce her to a goofy silly comic relief. she's so much more than that

favorite line: "there's room in our lives for hope"

brOTP: Tim. I love their bestie vibes <3

nOTP: no strong feelings

OTP: also no strong feelings. but yeah stephcass and timsteph are both cute!

random headcanon: she learned to play the drumset so she can play the bass and hi hat pedals with her feet while playing the piano

unpopular opinion: I think she'd either be a green lantern or blue if it came down to it. I'm right

favorite picture of them: i really love her costume design in young justice!

#I COULDNT THINK OF ANY SONGS IM SORRY #asks #maxiijay #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #barbara gordon

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findroleplay · 9 months

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Hi! 18+F looking for anyone 18-22 who would like to do a fandomless oc x oc roleplay!

So I’m a big fan of dramatic roleplays, since solely fluffy ones can get a little stale for me! So that means I’m all for adding as much angst to our romance and such as I possibly can! A concept I’ve been kinda playing around with is like a circus/performer type plot! Where like maybe our characters are trapeze artist or acrobats or anything! Idk I have kind of a concept for a new oc who’s a former performer (who quit after an accident) but still works in the industry as an instructor. Maybe the dynamic could be like enemies to lovers to add some tension, or simply a mentor/mentee situation or honestly anything we can think of! But! I don’t typically like to set things in stone so early so this is just a concept! Your oc is entirely up to you however, which means that I would be more than happy to shift anything around to better fit a plot we both enjoy!

Some personal rules for me is that you please be advanced literate to novella!! I normally average around 3 or more paragraphs depending on what’s happening in the scene, but honestly my thing is always quality over quantity! So long as it’s got good grammar and helps move the story along, then a little less is fine with me!

I absolutely love ooc chat, making playlists, sending headcanons, honestly just making friends! I feel it makes the rp a lot more enjoyable if it’s not solely just business lol

The pairing will be fxf!

I have been trying to work on using my realistic ocs so I ask that you are alright with doing the same! (Irl faceclaims this time around only please!) So the setting would also preferably be a more realistic/modern one as well^^

And I think that’s it! I’ll be hopefully seeing y’all in the dms where we can hopefully plan something fun and enjoyable for the both of us! Just like this and I’ll reach out!

#roleplay #rp #oc rp #original rp #fandomless rp #fxf rp

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percontaion-points · 14 days

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Delicious Monsters chapters 7 & 8

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Chapter 7

Jayden and I were in our first year and hadn’t made any sort of media connections that could tell us we were being offered scraps. Both of us were just happy to be able to pay our tuition for the semester. Everything felt so shiny. Torte made it clear that this was also an investment in our future at the company. More money to come.

This is exactly why there was such a brain-drain at Buzzfeed. After people got their start there, they left to do it on their own… Without being beholden to a company that was pocketing probably like 70% of the money made from somebody else’s hard work.

“My connection to Daisy was… complicated.”

“How so?” I interject.

Noah rolls the words around in his mouth. “We met through a program at my alma mater. It paired up university upperclassmen and high school kids so you could help coach them. I signed up for people who didn’t know what they wanted to major in because, honestly, you get more interesting mentees that way.”

More interesting mentees. I bet you also get a lot of young girls who don’t know what they want to do with their lives. Lost girls.

Brittany’s POV is interesting because it’s not holding any punches in explaining that Noah is a fucking paedophile piece of shit.

I echo back his words with less enthusiasm, “Time for Timmins.”

Chapter 7 summary: Brittany and Jayden go over to Noah’s house to interview him for their show. Brittany starts getting bad vibes from the guy at his home, since he’s the guy who tries so hard to pretend like he’s poor when his couch costs more than what Brittany and Jayden make in a year. Part of their show involves the people talking about the people in past-tense, no matter if that person is still alive or not.

Noah tells them about how he was at university, and signed up to mentor high school students. He says that he wanted to help those who didn’t know what they wanted to do in college, because that was “more fun”. Brittany mentally calls him a creep for intentionally putting himself close to vulnerable teenage girls.

But Noah continues on and insists that he and Daisy weren’t in a romantic relationship. That Daisy became obsessed with him, and went so far as to stalk his actual girlfriend on social media. Again, Brittany doesn’t like that much.

Brittany and Jayden wrap up the interview and leave. As they’re going, they do “on the spot thoughts”, which they’ll edit into a coherent storyline for the show later. Brittany calls Noah out on his shit, and insists that everybody else in Daisy’s life insists that Daisy was in a romantic relationship with Noah. Jayden only sees what Noah said as further proof that Daisy was mentally unhinged to start with, and being in the house gave her a psychotic break.

They briefly talk about trying to find somebody who knew Peter when he was still alive. But the entire situation with him is beyond weird. Nobody liked him. His ex-wife’s family has disappeared into a void. There is exactly one person who they think could be good, but the entire situation is odd.

Again, Brittany can’t help but hold onto the idea that Daisy was a victim in all of this. Not the obsessed stalker that Noah painted her as.

Chapter 8

He had texted me several times during the drive. Asking why I hadn’t listened to him. Pleading for us to not move. But, of course, when I’d asked him why, he’d had nothing to say.

If you can’t be bothered to explain yourself, then it’s clearly not important.

That was the difference between Mom and Dad. One of them pretended to know me, to care about me, and one of them actually did.

Chapter 8 summary: Daisy does a lot of thinking on her way home. When she gets in, she tells her mom that they should go to the house.

So they make plans and then go. The closest city is Timmins (BTW, this is all taking place in Canada, so this isn’t that odd.) The worst thing about learning about all of this is finding out that Daisy’s mom spent six summers up there, and never once told Daisy any of this.

As they drive, Daisy keeps getting texts from her dad begging her to please stop this, but refusing to explain why he’s so dead-set against them moving. When mom stops the car, she begs Daisy to call her father while she goes into some random house to talk to somebody.

On the phone, dad tells Daisy that if she changes her mind or needs out, he’ll send her money so that she can go… Live with grandma. Not even him. Grandma. Daisy gets pissed off about the entire thing, and quizzes him about her personal likes. He has no answers for any of them. When mom comes back, Daisy asks her the same questions, to which she responds with the actual answers. Daisy thinks that simply knowing what her favourite colour is makes a huge difference between “caring” and “acting like you give a shit”.

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hranugrah · 9 months

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ho ho ho, mer—

woops, too early for that i guess. heya, it’s me your animanga secret santa!! i’m so excited to get to know more about you and prepare your gift <3 how are you? i hope things are going as amazing and as stress-free as possible~

would you mind if i ask you probably the most basic and cliched question: what are your top favorite anime and manga things? and why? titles, characters, ship/pair/group dynamics, or anything! probably those that can make you go “no one can change my mind over these EVER!” <3

have a lovely week ahead! - your animanga secret santa ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

OMG HIIII!!!! 🥰🥰 my week was rlly tiring and today was my day off so im very well rested hehe and to answer ur question(s): i have two animangas that no one could Ever tell me they aren't good because i know in my heart and soul that they're really fucking good, jujutsu kaisen and haikyuu.

why jjk? they put one of the, if not THE, most strong villains inside the body of the protagonist and his fights are with himself AND the bad guys while he's also trying to just process everything that life is throwing at him (more like life is throwing HIM-). the animanga is basically there are consequences to your actions but taken to the extreme, and honestly? could ask for nothing better LMFAOOOOO. anygays, my fav characters are fushiguro megumi and zenin maki, both parts of my favourite ships, itafushi and nobamaki (well wasn't that one obvious)!!! i do love almost every dynamic in this animanga, but something that i hold dear and near to my heart is itadori and nanami's mentor and mentee (is that the word-) relationship!!!!

and why haikyuu? well, it's all about the highs and lows of high school volleyball- JUST KIDDING SKDJSKDN it really is the power of friendship that made me fall deep into this hole here im ngl to u anon, i saw these teenagers help each other break through walls they didn't even realise they had to destroy and i was like. yup that's the one. that's the animanga that will be taking all my free time. it's all about how hinata selflessly helps others because of how much he loves volleyball, to the point that he doesn't want other people to fall out of love of it just because they have a hard time playing it, going step by step with them and making it fun!!!!!! it's every single character having personalities and goals and feelings that aren't made to be irrational or dumb!!!!!!!! it's the love letter furudate wrote to volleyball when he wrote this manga and the attention he put to every detail so people would also fall in love with volleyball when reading it!!!!!!! okay okay i'll stop i can get very emotional talking about hq,,,, some of my favourite characters are (of course) hinata shouyou, miya atsumu and oikawa tooru!!! they're all part of my fav ships as well, kagehina, sakuatsu (sighs in deluluism) and iwaoi!!! also, i really love the dynamic between the karasuno team <3 my babies <3

and that's pretty much it !! sorry if this is too long of a read but u allowed me to talk about my faves skhdksdhdk anygays hope u have a good day/week anon!!

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itsapeterthing · 3 years

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Gone || Peter Parker

pairing: peter parker x avenger!reader

request: blurb idea? maybe one where peter and reader were together before the snap and then instead of nat, it’s reader who died to get the soul stone? honestly either peter or bucky bc i love them both

word count: 1.2k

warnings: tw: reader’s death, mentions of death, angst, just sad,

masterlist || taglist

"Hey!” Peter exclaimed, helping Tony up from where he had been knocked onto the ground. “Holy cow! You would not believe what’s been going on. Remember when we were in space-”

As Tony stared at the young superhero in front of him, he felt his heart fall to his stomach and guilt course through his veins. What was supposed to be a heartwarming moment of reuniting for Tony was now plagued with the knowledge that he would soon have to tell Peter the truth and even worse- that this would be the last moment he would ever see his mentee so happy.

He tried to take in every second of it- to allow Peter to be as much of a happy-go-lucky teenager as he could be given the circumstances.

Every second would count.

As Peter rambled on about everything Tony had already known, analyzed and lived through, he could barely process anything Peter was saying, instead opening his arms for the boy, and pulling Peter into his chest.

“Oh.” Peter said, wrapping his arms around Tony. “This is… nice-”

“I’m so sorry, kid.”

At the sound of his mentor’s voice cracking as he held onto him tighter, Peter’s own heart began to race in his chest.

“Mr. Stark what’s wrong?” Peter asked, pulling away from him.

Tony continued to hold Peter at an arm’s length as Peter studied Tony’s expression- the inability for him to focus his bloodshot eyes on Peter’s, his trembling hands that squeezed his shoulders- Peter grew even more worried by the moment.

“It... it took a lot to bring everyone back, Parker.” Tony said. “It cost more than we thought.”

Suddenly it hit Peter what had been wrong- what he had been feeling so off about ever since he stepped through that portal.

The two of you had been inseparable before the blip- both off the field and on it. You both had saved each other’s lives more times than you could count, but what mattered most was that you made it out the other side every single time.

What mattered the most about anything in a life as dangerous and unpredictable as yours and Peter’s was making it out and he made sure you did so no matter what.

The two of you were interconnected in a way even you didn’t understand. His spider senses allowed him to save you from a mile away and your magical prowess kept him safe even when you couldn’t see him.

Now he realized... he didn’t feel you. Why wouldn’t he feel your sense of danger in a battle as vicious as this? Why wouldn’t you call out for him to make sure he was okay?

“Wait, Mr Stark,” Peter stopped him, shaking his head. “Where’s Y/n?”

That’s when Tony swore his heart had stopped beating and F.R.I.D.A.Y would be giving him an analysis any second now.

“She um...” Tony said biting his lip as he glanced from Peter’s worried face to the horizon. “She got better... a lot better... at her powers while you were gone. She just... she was too fast for Nat.”

“Mr. Stark,” Peter said, searching his mentor’s face as his lip trembled. “What are you saying?”

After Peter disappeared and the team came to him with the possibility of bringing everybody back, Tony had imagined what it would be like when he finally brought Peter home. That Tony would right his wrongs and finally give that poor kid a hug. That his neighborhood would cheer at Spider-Man’s return. And that...

And that you would finally get to hold the person you cared about most in the world in your arms once more.

Tony wasn’t usually a sucker for young love, but having to come home and tell you that Peter was dusted on his watch was one of the hardest things he ever had to do and he told himself that if he ever had the chance to make it right he would. He wanted so badly to make it right. He wanted so badly for good to triumph at the end of the day without you having to sacrifice yourself and your opportunity to ever see Peter again.

This time when Tony faced Peter, he met his eyes.

“She’s gone, kid.”

Despite the chaos, Peter felt as though the world had stopped around him.

He had just seen you a few hours ago... how could you be gone? How could... how could he never see you again?

"She can’t be gone.” Peter said, shaking his head adamantly. “You brought everyone else back! You brought me back, Mr. Stark! Just- just bring her back!”

Tony knew that Peter knew better. He knew that deep down the kid knew that it was truly the end but he couldn’t blame him for trying.

Tony felt sick. Peter was a kid. You were a kid. All of the bullshit- the fighting, the loss- the two of you didn’t deserve any of it and he couldn’t help but feel absolutely sick to his stomach knowing that he had been along for the ride.

“That’s not how it works, Peter.” Tony said somberly. “She’s gone... but she died so everyone else could come back. She did it to save the world. Now you, kid? You’ve gotta avenge her. You have to protect it.”

Despite the explosions setting off around him and the cries of those fallen, Peter listened to every single word that Tony said and took every syllable to heart.

When the time came to do what it took to protect the universe- to make your death worth it- every single word Tony had told him had come to mind and the answer was clearer than the memories of you replaying on a loop inside of his head.

Just when Thanos was about to snap his fingers, Peter shot a web at the titan’s gauntlet, tricking him into believing it was a play for the golden glove itself. When he pulled the web back to reveal the six infinity stones stuck inside, his breath caught in his throat.

Was he really ready to do this? Was he really ready to go?

As he looked at everything around him, the battle ensuing on every side, he thought about you- how you sacrificed yourself to save the universe, how you sacrificed yourself so that they would have a chance to win this thing.

He had to make it worth it.

No matter what.

Spinning a web around his hand, he looked up at Thanos and Mr. Stark one last time before taking a deep breath and slotting the infinity stones into the web on the back of his hand.

That pain shooting down his arm and throughout his body made tears prickle at his eyes and a shout escape his throat but Peter almost welcomed it.

Hearing the sound of his screams, Tony whipped around and by the time he had realized what was going on, it was too late.

“Wait, wait, wait-” Tony shouted, running towards him. “Don’t-”

Trying his hardest to put on a brave face, Peter lifted his hand and shrugged.

“Who woulda thought it’d be me saving the world, huh, Mr. Stark?”

And without a second thought, Peter snapped his fingers.

#peter parker x reader #Peter Parker angst #Peter Parker one shot #Peter Parker blurb #Peter Parker drabble #Peter Parker Imagine

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spideyspeaches · 3 years

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Body count ↬ p.p

A/N: JKKDJHSKJS PETER’S A WHORE LMAO. Also I love writing Tony’s POV wtf.

WC: 1.2k

Summary (Request from anonymous): hey I love your writing so much 😍😍 can you write something where the avengers think peter's a virgin but then ned and him very loudly talk about his body count?

Warnings: mentions of underage alcohol.

Pairing: College!Peter Parker x Reader

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If someone had told him that highschool Peter would no more be the same Peter in college, Tony Stark would have laughed on their face.

The mentee son in question was so far the smartest person he had come across, and he prided in showing off his baby faced not son to well known scientists as well as snobby business people, practically shouting at them that the nineteen year old beside him was the future of science.

When Tony took Peter to galas and charity events, he was to ensure, per Pepper’s orders, that Peter gets as much attention he’s comfortable with, because he was good for Tony’s PR. People liked watching the mentor and mentee interact, said he revealed the soft side of the cold hard Tony Stark.

And while that might be true, he would have to be blind to see that Peter was usually also the center of attention for cougars who liked to pull at his cheeks and teenage daughters of rich upper class men grope his biceps- which, gross. Leave the kid alone.

He remembered his own glorious days of pulled cheeks and groped biceps, he was no stranger to that, but this was Peter Parker, the most innocent, wide eyed kid he’d ever met (not that he’s met many children in his life, other than one Harley Keener and those two kids at the restaurant who wanted his autograph.)

So the Avengers kind of just… assumed that he was… well he still wasn’t deflowered. The kid spent his free time fixing up electronic devices for extra money, even if Tony insisted that he could pay Peter in monthly installments, a part of his college program. The kid wouldn’t budge. So he, along with the pardoned ex- rogues, assumed that Peter Parker didn’t have time for frat parties, or any parties at all.

He even begrudgingly made one of those bluebird accounts to see if Peter had posted anything about sneaking into parties, but he had been squeaky clean most of his freshmen year. Hell, the most drugs Peter might have taken would probably be prescription Adderall. And he still got excited about playing a round of Mario Kart with his female roommate that he hadn’t made a move on. Yet.

(“Mr. Stark, she’s the most beautiful human on earth! And she’s so good at Mario Kart!”

“Uhuh, who’s this ‘she’ you’re talking about?”

“S-she’s my roommate, Y’n.”

“What’s her full name?”

“... Tony, please tell me you’re not doing a background check on her right now.”

“... Guilty”)

So it came off as a surprise to everyone when one particular night of a discreet party (the avengers, Peter, his friend Ted and DJ and You, Y/L L/N, who he refused to believe wasn’t dating his mentee), that you gave a snort, nearly choking on your beer and said;

“God you’re such a slut!”

Everyone was looking at You as you pointed towards Peter, who was previously engrossed in some conversation with Ned and MJ, before lifting up your hand to show something on your phone.

Peter was a wide eyed stuttering mess, and Tony and Nat were confused. Sam, Bucky and Clint went back to whatever the fuck they were doing with Thor while Wanda and Vision made goo goo eyes at each other (seriously, they need to get a room, yuck).

“Oh Peter, did you forget her name again?” You asked, still in the midst of a fit of giggles. MJ was smirking scarily and Ned was trying not to laugh, but ultimately failing. None of them seemed to have noticed the weird stares they were getting from the only braincell(s)/ adults old enough to drink.

“I always kinda predicted college would bring the whore out of Parker.” MJ piped in, taking a sip off her beer as she made a brief eye contact with Tony and Nat, both of whom shifted uncomfortably. Even Nat was squirming.

“You never talked to us! The only thing you did was stare at Peter and talk about murder.” Ned said, making MJ shrug and roll her eyes. The kids were tipsy, and May was going to kill Tony if he let her very much underaged boy drink. At least they were under adult supervision. Oh, well, what she doesn’t know won’t kill her (or him).

“Hey don’t be mean now Ned! This one’s Stephanie btw, you forgot her name while fucking her so she’s shitting on you on twitter now.” You said, casually scrolling through your phone, leaning against Peter’s side to hold yourself from stumbling.

“Did you just say btw out loud? what’s the point of abbreviating anyway? it still has three syllables!” Peter shrieked, folding his arms to let you bury your face in the crook of his neck, grumbling something that was incomprehensible.

Tony watched the scene with a slight smirk, giving Natasha a knowing look.

“Wait Parker isn’t virgin?!” Sam said, suddenly interested in the conversation the baby adults were having. Peter doubled over, nearly choking on his own beer as he looked at Sam with flushed cheeks. Adorable.

“Like I said, he’s a slut. Don’t ask his body count, it’s surprisingly high for a nerd who could rip people in half and score a hundred in physics the next day.” You piped in, cheeks warm with the alcohol.

“What do you mean body count? did the kid murder someone?” That was Steve, looking at the conversation with his disappointment eyebrowsTM. He looked flushed too, and Tony definitely wasn’t gaying about the Captain’s biceps.

“No Cap, it means the number of people he fucked.” Natasha said, calm as ever, watching MJ as she gave her the googly eyes, and You as you gave Peter the googly eyes, and Ned who was giving the entire room the googly eyes.

“Fucked? Aren’t you guys too young to be... fonduing people?” Steve said, shifting uncomfortably. You barked out a laugh, snorting in an unladylike manner, apologising in between your fits of laughter as you held onto Peter, who was very much flustered due to your hand on his chest.

‘“Fonduing, you hear that Petey?” You said, mouthing an “oh my god”.

“Can we please stop talking about my “body count” or whatever?” Peter whined, burying his face in your hair, holding you by your waist.

“No no now we want to know, don’t we Buck?” Sam asked, leaning against the barstool, looking at Bucky who nodded with a deadpan expression.

“You know, it’s getting late for the old people, I think we should all go to sleep.” Peter urged ushering you away from his side, as he pointed towards the bedrooms.

“Why are you ashamed, Parker?” Sam smirked, “scared that it isn’t gonna match up to me?”

“Fuck off dude, it’s not me who has that expired pack of condoms in their drawer, you’re just jealous that’s I’m getting laid and you’re not.” Peter rolled his eyes, ignoring the “oohs” and Sam’s unhinged jaw, walking with his arms around You as you mumbled unintelligible words. The room was suddenly filled with snickers and pats on Sam’s back, collective words of “the kid just told you to kiss his ass” and Ned’s starstruck gaze.

“That’s my boy.” Tony smirked, sharing a look with a smirking Nat.

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baku-bowl · 3 years

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broke 1,000 followers (the fuck? I don't even make content people), so decided to write up a list of some (but not all, I'll make other lists later) of my favorite Bakugou-centric fic recs. my tastes run towards hurt/comfort, as you'll probably figure from the list. if there are some Baku-centric fics that you've enjoyed that aren't on here, please add them - this is definitely not a complete list of the ones I've read and love, but I'm always up for some recs. <3

fair warning, most of these are wips.

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Social Media 101 by WindsChild8178

Part 1: Survival Guide to Fucking Up

[Solely Bakugou’s point of view]

Katsuki Bakugou doesn’t have a gentle bone in his body. He’s aggressive in everything he does and does everything with 100% of his heart in it. After the Sport’s Festival, Katsuki starts to get harassed by strangers for his unheroic demeanor. It starts with letters but it doesn’t end there. The moment Katsuki realizes the harassment has entered dangerous territory and he needs to tell someone, it’s already too late.

Part 2: Post Traumatic Life Disorder

[Point of View opens up to Bakugou, teachers and classmates]

When the Dorms are finally built, everyone is settling in well, but things become tense as people begin to realize something isn’t right with the recently rescued Bakugou.

[Cannon compliant right up to after the License Exam]

hands down my favorite fic in the fandom right now. it’s the one that converted me into a Bakugou lover. if you have any fondness for Bakugou as a character then it’s likely you’ve read this one already, but if not, I can’t recommend it enough. incredibly depressing, but with the hope that comfort is coming soon in the next few chapters.

The Kids Will Be Alright, Eventually by NotWithThatAttitude

Bakugou is spiraling in the aftermath of Kamino and his friends are starting to notice. He's stubborn, aggressively independent, and less than willing to dig into his past, but after a breakdown that ends with a painful secret revealed, he starts to get help.

Whether he likes it or not.

Meanwhile, a new kind of villain threatens an uneasy peace following the loss of Allmight. Whispers build as a new narrative slowly takes shape:

Hero society needs to change.

Feat. Therapy, Dadzawa, best boy Kirishima, dysfunctional families, healing, growing up, and the mortifying ordeal of being known

guys.. the medical accuracy of this fic is just... *chef’s kiss*

I rarely see mental health genuinely handled well in fics, but this one goes above and beyond. kudos to the author for doing such excellent research into psychology, and making the application of it in here not-boring. also, while this one does have abusive!Mitsuki, it’s done in a way that feels realistic, and how I usually will see it occur in real life, rather than just for the hurt/comfort feels.

fair warning, the fic can be incredibly triggering (themes of severe depression, PTSD, panic attacks, rape survival, abuse survival, suicidal ideation/attempted suicide, among other things), so be safe and heed the tw’s if you decide to read. legitimately one of my Top Favorite fics in this fandom.

Lock and Key by autochorystalize

Bakugou made a choked, gravelly noise before croaking out a low, “You can’t be serious.” His fingers ached to blow up everything in the room.

“I’m sorry, young man, but you can’t change reality! This sometimes happens.” Recovery Girl clicked through his file, adding a new symbol in a previously empty slot.

- - -

A pair of eyes discreetly locked on to an explosive blond plowing his way forward, parting people in his path. He recognized the kid, of course. Anyone in the underbelly of society would recognize him, after the publicity of both UA’s Sports Festival and the events leading up to All Might’s fall. The uniform he was wearing cast away any doubts about the young man’s identity.

It was a bit of a surprise that the little firecracker presented as an omega.

- - - - - - - - -

Or: there are certain types of evil that seemed too distant, archaic violations and perversions that would never actually threaten bright-eyed heroes-in-training in the clean, modern world...but sometimes those evils aren't as distant as one might think.

remember when I said that I love a/b/o fics that are full of plot and world-building and gender-induced tension? that’s this one. the OC’s are fabulous and you love to hate ‘em. also, it’s the fic that made me fall head-over-heels for the TodoBaku dynamic, so it’s got a special place in my cold, dead heart.

be warned, there are rather explicit non-con scenes between an adult (OC) and a minor (Bakugou) in this one, but the author warns for them in advance, and you could likely skip those parts without missing too much if you need to.

Never and Always, Eventually by Wawa_Boonliang

"Katsuki can remember the exact moment that he and Deku…that he and Midoriya Izuku became friends. He can also remember the moment he and Izuku became fierce rivals, a time when they were almost enemies.

However, what he remembers most clearly about their relationship is the moment that they moved passed rivals and became something more close than mere friends. Something more like brotherhood, something forged in fire and secured in the middle of a battlefield or in the midst of natural disaster where the number of the dead was climbing ever higher. And then it was torn from him."

Katsuki is given a second chance. A chance to save everyone. A chance to change everything.

But should he?

y’all. I’m a slutty, slutty whore for time travel fics. a time travel fic with autistic!coded Bakugou? it was love at first read.

Lessons Learned by Sif (Rosae)

Rather than the police station, Katsuki's friends bring him to a hospital after rescuing him from the villains. His wounds were minor, but it didn't make having them treated any less important. As it would so happen, Best Jeanist was also brought to this hospital after the attack.

Sometimes, small choices have a big impact on how a story plays out.

classic Bakugou hurt/comfort. this fic opened me up to the potential that could be a genuinely good Best Jeanist & Katsuki mentor-mentee relationship, and I kind of dig it and search ravenously for it in other fics now. I’m also a huge fan of the behind-the-scences Pro Hero Chat group.

Slope by sunfleurmoon

“I’m not a hero. Or a good person,” Katsuki says, giving Aizawa a pointed look, “So leave me alone. I don’t care about the League or UA, or you—” The two years he’s been away have been fine, more than fine, fucking fantastic actually if you ignore the bi-monthly near-death experiences. He doesn’t need this place. He doesn’t miss this place.

And yet, longing, a childish desire to tear up, or maybe blow something to bits, they all twist in his chest like a band of traitors regardless. “—I just want to go home.”

Or: the one where Katsuki and Izuku fail the first term exam, Aizawa discovers their pasts, and Katsuki is booted from UA. Featuring questionable descriptions of villain organizations, a slightly illegal moving shop, and your favorite emotionally constipated badass in distress with a newly discovered penchant for collecting strays.

paaaaaaiiiiiiiin. the hurt is ALIVE in this one. lots of tortured, angsty exploding child goodness. the OC’s are excellently crafted, and the Bakugou & Eri relationship? beautiful. definitely deserves a read.

Ground Zero by WindsChild8178

In the wake of Kamino, Katsuki is tested more than anyone could imagine. Bound by a villain’s quirk to keep his silence or die, he lives each day knowing it might very well be his last. He continues to work towards becoming a hero, keeping his secret from his classmates and teachers, focusing on making it through each day and trying not to allow the panic or depression to get the best of him. When the villain finally corners him with demands in exchange for his life, there is really only one answer Katsuki Bakugou can give.

honestly don't know which I want updated more - social media 101 or ground zero. this author's fics are amazing, and I really wasn't expecting the twist in this one. can't wait for windschild to come back to this fic some day.

The Defect by LadyGreenFrisbee

"Why do you want to win the Sports Festival so badly?"

Because I want to see if the defect could usurp the masterpiece.

(In which Endeavor holds a terrible secret and Bakugo has to suffer since childhood for it.)

a great concept, and I adore the shouto and Katsuki sibling interaction here. hoping the author will come back to this one some day.

A Name That You'll Remember by Heronfem

Kirishima Eijirou is a Hero. Bakugou Katsuki... is not. Trapped in his toxic workplace and increasingly desperate to get out, Red Riot's days are only brightened by a new villain known as Caution, who's not exactly villainous and keeps accidentally doing good deeds. But when a real villain appears, a threat from the past that demands that Red Riot make the ultimate sacrifice to keep the public safe, Bakugou is forced into saving the day... and eventually, Red Riot himself.

sob story good guy villains are my weakness, this fic is a gem, and I'd kill for the sequel.

Our Hero by AnonymousTwit

He felt everything jerk to the side and throw his balance off before he saw anything, dust clouding his vision and irritating his lungs as the earth itself opened up to swallow them whole. For a single moment, in a millisecond's time, his wild eyes locked with Raccoon Eyes', hers alight with fear and adrenaline-fueled desperation. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized that it was the first time she'd looked at him with something other than long-deserved hatred in days.

And then he was free falling.

After a particularly nasty encounter between childhood friends, the class learns about Bakugou and Midoriya's dark history and practically ostracizes Bakugou while trying to defend Midoriya. An earthquake during an outing has all sides regretting their decisions.

just fucking tear apart my self-sacrificing faves in every way imaginable while their loved ones watch on in terror. 💖🥰💖 this one is heavy on the Bakusquad and Class-1A feels, and VERY heavy on the Mina & Bakugou relationship (platonic).

Running back the tape, watching it replay by Faralyne

For someone ripped from their time, ripped from the few but strong relationships built by time and personal development, by self-reflection and swallowed pride, ripped from the one thing that made him feel worthwhile and needed and put-together, and forced to forge everything over again—Katsuki thinks he is handling it pretty fucking well.

A villain’s quirk sends a 29-year-old Bakugou back in time to his middle school days.

am I a sucker for time travel? yes. am I a sucker for vigilante!bakugou? also yes. am I a sucker for this fic? literally refreshing the page in wait for an update as we speak.

Liability by sandelf

After All-Might dies rescuing Bakugou from the League, Bakugou is determined to prove it wasn't for nothing.

But the world is against him, his grief is overwhelming, and his stability is splitting at the edges.

very self-indulgent bakugou angst. tw for harassment, severe depression, and suicidality.

Special Mentions:

How To Win The Sport Festival: A Step By Step Guide by mhwright

Short re-imagining of the Sports Festival Arc if Shinso had planned a little better and worked a little harder to win the Sports Festival and if the match-ups had been slightly different. Self-indulgent fic of watching him succeed.

this is completely Shinsou-centric, not Bakugou-centric, but I love and adore it and am dying for a sequel. Shinsou is Best Boy here and you'll be rooting for him the whole time.

#fic rec #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #seriously though if you have a rec for me please always assume i will be unbearably grateful for it #and hit me up with it in the comments or through messaging #thanks for the follows y'all!

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Anytime

Prompt: “No you don’t! You don’t know what this is like! You don’t kn-” // “You’re wrong.” // “I….what?” // “You’re wrong. I do know what it’s like.”

Group: The Boyz

Pairing: Sunwoo/Fem! Reader (Third Person - Jiae)

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Warnings: Cussing, Smoking Cigarettes (I don’t condone this, don’t smoke kids), Mentions of drugs, Murder, Guns, Self-Defense, Family Issues, Mental Health Issues, Toxic Love

Word Count: 2,896

Main Masterlist | The Boyz Masterlist

**Trigger Warning! This fanfiction has some pretty heavy themes - including death, murder, physical and mental abuse, and mental health issues. While I don’t go into too much detail due to this being a shorter fanfiction, please do not read if any of this makes you uncomfortable!**

**This prompt comes from @heartlesslywhumping, thank you so much! Original prompt post here**

COMPLETE

Jiae drove down the shady, dark streets of the city, one hand on the steering wheel, the other gripping tightly to her phone, glancing at the screen in the hopes that she’d gotten a text back from Sunwoo.

Still nothing.

Pressing her lips together, she wondered when she’d gotten so invested. When she’d gotten so caught up in helping Sunwoo- in fixing him- that she was leaving her house in the dead of night, driving down unsafe, unfamiliar streets to find him.

To know he wasn’t doing something he shouldn’t.

She wasn’t supposed to be this involved- it wasn’t her job to track him down like this. She should be calling her manager- letting him know the situation and waiting for him to take the next proper steps.

Jiae was supposed to be a mentor- someone to check in on Sunwoo, lead him in the right direction, be there to talk to him if he wanted it- not…

Whatever she was now.

She’d only become a part of this program to right her wrongs- make up for her mistakes and help someone else talk about their own- the college education of both she and her mentee hanging in the balance.

If Jiae stopped showing up to sessions, she was kicked out of college.

And if Sunwoo fucked up and got caught?

It was the same for him.

She turned on the next, dimly lit street, this one shorter than the others. Driving more slowly now, her eyes scanned the dark sidewalks, gaze darting along the brick buildings, every window dark in the dead of night.

And then- in a small alley between two houses- Jiae saw a group of four men leaned against the wall, talking and laughing, cigarettes between their fingers.

She saw him almost immediately- Sunwoo was so much better looking than the rest of his so-called friends- his smile half-hearted before he was shaking his head, taking a slow drag of his cigarette.

A surge of anger shot through Jiae’s system, and growling under her breath, she pulled her car on the opposite curb, throwing it quickly into park.

She wasn’t thinking, could only hear the hammering of her heart in her ears as she turned off the car, hurriedly climbing out.

They hadn’t noticed her until she slammed her door just a little too hard, all four of them looking up at once, watching her walk forward, shoving her cold hands in her jacket pockets.

Sunwoo’s eyes widened the second he saw her, hurriedly glancing at his friends before turning back to her.

“Sunwoo,” Jiae said the second she approached, ignoring the stares of the other three men, voice low and angry.

“Jiae,” he was feigning nonchalance, chuckling a little, as if this was funny. “What are you-?”

“Let’s go.”

The three men laughed quietly, Sunwoo looking at them before scowling at Jiae.

“I don’t have to go with you-”

“Want me to call Sangyeon?” Jiae asked heatedly, shaking the phone still sitting in her hand. “Let him know where you are?”

She saw worry flicker across Sunwoo’s handsome features; Sangyeon was her manager, and if he knew where they were-

“Ohhhh Sangyeon,” one of the friends said mockingly, the other two chuckling quietly. “Sunwoo, make sure you go home with Mommy so she doesn’t get you in trouble-”

“Shut up,” Jiae shot, finally turning to the other three and glaring at each one of them. “You’re lucky I don’t call the cops. I can smell the drugs, you know.”

The tallest one- the man that’d spoken just a moment ago- was smirking at her, laughing lightly in disbelief.

“I know you wanna show off how cool you are, hanging out on the streets at three in the morning,” Jiae spat, anger still coursing through her veins. “But maybe find somewhere a little less obvious if you don’t wanna get caught-”

Before they could respond she was turning back to Sunwoo, the man staring at her in shock before she was pulling the half smoked cigarette out of his hand, throwing it on the ground and stomping it harshly with her foot.

“Let’s go.”

Jiae grabbed his wrist, being careful to keep her fingers still gentle as she dragged him away, feeling him stumble a little as they moved to her car. She stopped at her door, Sunwoo standing beside her, unmoving.

“Get in the car.”

His eyes darted between hers- anger, disbelief, confusion- before he was scoffing angrily, going around the car to the passenger side.

She got inside, shakily putting her keys in the ignition and turning it on.

The silence was heavy, pressing in on them on all sides as she put the car into drive, nothing but the soft hum of the engine while she drove, turning around on the street and heading back to the main road.

She glanced at Sunwoo again, the man staring out the window, face illuminated by the streetlights outside, eyebrows still furrowed in clear frustration, and Jiae felt her stomach twist nervously.

“What are you doing?” she asked, breaking the silence.

He didn’t look at her.

“What happened?” she tried once more, voice a little louder. “Why were you with them again?”

She thought they were doing better- thought he was done with all this bullshit-

“I wanted to get out of the house.”

Jiae was quiet, driving slower as she turned to look at him again.

She knew what that meant.

Doing her best to ignore the harsh pang in her chest at his words, she faced the road once more.

“Why didn’t you call me?” she whispered after a moment.

Jiae was too invested again- hurt he hadn’t called her first- after all the progress they’d made together, the late night phone calls, the heart to hearts, the friendship-

Or… whatever this was.

“I didn’t need a psychologist,” Sunwoo answered lowly, voice still so much quieter than usual.

Jiae pressed her lips together at the harsh words, glancing sideways at him.

“I’m not a psychologist, Sunwoo,” she snapped. “You know that. I’m a mentor. I’m supposed to… I’m here to help you.”

She was getting heated as he still refused to look at her, arms folded across his chest, staring stubbornly out the window.

“You were doing so well,” she continued, feeling frustrated. “You told me you were done with all this, that you hadn’t hung out with those assholes, in weeks, but I guess- I don’t know, I guess you lied?”

“I didn’t lie, Jiae,” Sunwoo was finally speaking at normal volume, voice rough with irritation. “I was telling the truth-”

“Then why now?” she asked, fingers gripping the steering wheel. “Why, after all this progress would you just-”

“I told you, I wanted to get out of the house!” Sunwoo was suddenly yelling, and she looked at him again, his dark eyes piercing as he glared at her. “How hard is that for you to understand?”

“I know what you said!” she was yelling right back, spotting an empty parking lot up ahead and driving towards it. “That doesn’t answer why you didn’t call me. You know my door’s always open- that you could’ve come over, gotten away- just like- like before-”

She turned into the lot, swallowing hard at her own words.

At her memories.

Sunwoo crashed on her couch when he’d called that first time, cheeks still pink from the tears he’d shed, telling her everything he never had before...

Jiae hugging him tight the third time he’d showed up at her doorstep, face buried in his neck, fingers curling into the leather of his jacket, knowing all too well the pain of everything he was going through...

Sunwoo’s arm pressed against her own as they watched a movie for something fun the fifth time he’d come by, Jiae’s heart racing in her chest like it shouldn’t be, eyes lingering on the side of his beautiful face…

Jiae leaned against the counter of her kitchen the tenth time he’d been there, the two of them joking, Sunwoo standing too close, his eyes lingering on hers before they were wandering to her lips…

The unexpected chemistry they’d had, kisses like fire, heated touches bringing Jiae to life for the first time in a while, even when she knew it was wrong, knew they shouldn’t-

“I didn’t want to talk about it, okay?” Sunwoo snapped, shaking her back to the present as Jiae whipped the car into a spot, putting it into park.

“Why not?” she pressed, finally turning to look at him properly.

But her eyes caught sight of the red on the side of his cheek- a large, blotchy spot she hadn’t noticed until now in the proper lighting, her throat tightening at the sight.

“He hit you again.”

Sunwoo immediately looked away, messing with the door of the car.

“I told you I don’t wanna talk about it,” he said, voice quieter once more, as he yanked harshly on the lock. “I’m just gonna walk home-”

“Sunwoo-”

But he was already shoving his way out of the car, Jiae immediately taking her seatbelt off, climbing out after him.

“Sunwoo!” she yelled just as he was slamming the door behind him.

He stood there, staring at her over the hood of the car, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans.

Jiae stared back, wondering how many more bruises were beneath the thick jacket he was wearing- wondering what’d triggered it, how Sunwoo had gotten away, why it’d been so bad this time, he hadn’t wanted to call her-

“I… I know what it’s like to not want to open up,” she said gently. “I know what it’s like to… to feel like no one really gets it-”

She swallowed hard, remembering how difficult it’d been for her to say something- to anyone- to stop hiding the marks, stop lying to her friends, stop being afraid-

Sunwoo was looking back at her, face softening, a frown pulling on the corners of his lips, fingers fidgeting in his pockets.

“I understand, Sunwoo,” she all but whispered, a twist in her chest at the look on his face. “I do-”

“No-”

He was shaking his head fiercely, dark, messy hair flopping with the movement before he was scowling at her again.

“No, you don’t,” he was angry again, she could hear it in the tightness of his throat. “You don’t know what this is like-”

And Jiae felt her insides tightening, knowing Sunwoo didn’t have any idea. That he didn’t know all the way why she was there- why she’d become a mentor in the first place-

“You don’t kn-”

“You’re wrong.”

Her voice was just loud enough to speak over him, Sunwoo stopping as he looked at her, still glaring, blinking twice.

“I… what?”

Jiae took a deep breath, knowing she hadn’t shared because she’d never wanted to- never wanted to burden Sunwoo with her own details when he had so much going on himself.

But she realized he wouldn’t trust her completely until she did; that to him, the words “I understand”, didn’t mean anything.

Just like they’d never meant anything to her.

“You’re wrong,” she repeated, moving around the car to get closer to him. “I do know what it’s like.”

Sunwoo’s eyebrows raised and he was no longer scowling, eyes darting along the features of her face in surprise.

“What?” he asked again, as if he hadn’t heard her.

Jiae walked until she was leaning against the passenger door beside him, looking at Sunwoo for only a moment before staring across the empty parking lot.

“Did you ever wonder why I became a mentor for this program in the first place?” she began softly. “Why my college education would be on the line if I didn’t join?”

“A speeding ticket on campus grounds?” Sunwoo answered, Jiae watching him shrug his shoulders.

“Yeah,” she answered sarcastically, scoffing with a shake of her head. “Because they’d have me become a whole mentor instead of me just paying the ticket.”

Sunwoo shrugged again.

“I didn’t think it was anything bad,” he admitted quietly. “You don’t seem like that kind of person.”

“Well…” Jiae laughed softly. “It was.”

Silence followed her words before she continued.

“My stepdad was a jackass, too,” she said, glancing at him for a moment. “Just like yours. Used to yell all the time- total control freak- and was the worst to my mom.”

Sunwoo shifted back and forth, saying nothing.

“The... hitting started a few years into their marriage,” Jiae went on, pressing her lips together, digging her toe into the gravel beneath her. “First it was just us kids… then it was her.”

She looked at Sunwoo, his round eyes wide with obvious shock.

Yes… their situations were the same.

“It got really bad one night,” Jiae pulled her eyes from his, unable to concentrate with him looking at her like that. “I… don’t know what happened. I don’t know why he got so angry, or what had triggered him to start going, but…”

Her eyes darted along the parking lot as she swallowed hard.

“Something was different,” she finally continued. “He was going too far. My mom was on the floor, and he was still-”

Jiae cut off.

“He wouldn’t stop-”

She remembered coming down the stairs, hearing her mother’s cries, seeing her on the kitchen floor, her stepdad still yelling, still hitting-

“We had a gun… in the house,” Jiae told Sunwoo. “My stepdad’s idea actually; for protection, he used to say. I didn’t know what to do. I… my mom was unconscious, and he was still going and I thought he was going to kill her-”

She was playing with her fingers, not having told this story in a while, slicing open an old wound.

And then Sunwoo was reaching forward, gently prying her fingers apart before intertwining them with his own.

Jiae looked at him, watching him bite his lip, glancing at their hands as she did the same. The warmth of his hand in hers had her looking away, ignoring the small tingling sensation that ran up her arm at the familiar touch.

“I grabbed the gun,” she said softly. “Went to the kitchen and told him to stop. He laughed at me, told me I didn’t know how to shoot it and that I was next after he was done with her-”

Jiae took a deep breath.

“And I shot him. And… it killed him.”

It was quiet, nothing but the leaves of the trees blowing in the subtle breeze as Jiae exhaled heavily, leaning more completely against the car.

“My mom was unconscious at that point, so I called the cops and I- I told them what I’d done. And in the end… after the condition of my mom when she’d gone to the hospital and a lot of court dates…”

Jiae paused.

“I got off on self-defense. I had to do a bunch of probationary stuff for a while, and in order to stay in school…”

“You had to become a mentor,” Sunwoo finished the sentence, voice raspy.

They looked at one another, his eyes searching hers as if seeing her completely for the first time, Jiae looking back at him, squeezing his hand in her own.

“So when I tell you I understand,” she said softly. “I understand. I did all the shit you did- hung out with the wrong people, got into the wrong things- did everything to run away from my problems until it got bad enough that I couldn’t. I… don’t want that to happen to you.”

Here she was- too involved again- going against everything they taught her in training when she’d started this program.

Don’t get attached.

“It won’t,” Sunwoo said, squeezing her hand back. “I… wasn’t really planning on murdering anyone anytime soon-”

The tactless joke had Jiae giggling unexpectedly, shoving her shoulder against his as he chuckled.

“Shut up,” she whispered. “You’re terrible-”

They looked at one another, Jiae slowly reaching up and fixing his hair out of habit, wondering how he could see anything with how often it sat in front of his eyes.

“We’re in this program so we can keep going to college and actually do something with our lives,” Jiae told him. “And I don’t want you to lose everything just because you want to go get high, Sunwoo. It’s not going to help you forget- and not talking about it… only makes it worse.”

The smile faded from his face as he nodded, eyes darting from hers.

“I know.”

“So, next time something happens… call me. Okay? Just like we’ve been doing.”

Jiae hesitated, fingers running along the darkening red spot on his cheek, feeling her throat constrict.

“Please,” she added in a whisper.

Sunwoo stared back at her, eyes fluttering a little at her touch before he was nodding once more.

“Okay,” he replied softly. “I promise.”

And then they were letting go of one another’s hands, arms wrapped around one another in a warm embrace, Jiae sinking into the feeling as she felt Sunwoo bury his nose into the side of her neck, his hair tickling her cheek.

Jiae’s head rested on his shoulder, and she closed her eyes as she felt his grip on her tighten, holding her close.

“Thank you,” he whispered, voice muffled, breath warm against her neck.

Jiae smiled slightly, hugging him tighter back.

“Anytime.”

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