#but also im a little tired of talking about this ill admit it
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Literally a genuine question no ill intent
What do you like about Aira? As much as people are absolutely adamant Akira is projecting (I really don't think he is (I'm not saying Akira is innocent) I just think he's trying to address the prejudiced thoughts the average Japanese person will have on the Ainu) Aira's weird comments and behaviour to Hiiro have been there since day one. And I also think Aira being the one who says all this is because he's supposed to reflect the fans and the average Japanese fan probably isn't that educated on the Ainu + there can be a good few racist enstars fans...
I'm not trying to sound heated about this I'm just coming from a genuine place, what appeal is there in Aira?
Also, as much as the Aira fans are talking about blaming Akira, I feel like there should absolutely be a focus on Hiiro right now considering that comment was... yknow said to him. I just think we should actually be talking about the Amagis considering that comment was intended to discuss the Amagis and their culture and the discrimination they go through.
i had someone ask me a similar question once but not in the context of all thats happening currently so you can read that here if youre inclined
buuuut what made me like aira so much in the first place was honestly that his concept as a character is really funny. i made a post a long while back that went into the funny meta jokes that you could make using aira as a character before i really knew much about enstars at all. having a character in your idol series that loves idols and canonically reads fanfic about them is just a funny concept in general. and as i continued to read more he continued to be funny and annoying and endearing (his little mini interaction with midori comes to mind immediately. there is something wrong with him)
also i tend to gravitate towards characters that give me like. little sibling energy. i love having a favorite little guy to dote on
but afterwards what really drew me to him was the main story!! thermometry specifically comes to mind (ouuugh,,,,). his feature scout stories are also great and so is feather touch! i wont like. go into detail really cause my blog is covered in me talking about aira already
his dynamic with hiiro is one of my favorites too, especially in mainstory. their dynamic isnt JUST aira says shitty things to hiiro and thats it. their relationship develops really far to the point where aira admits that he needs hiiro as much as hiiro needs him. they're young and inexperienced and kind of codependent as they're trying to keep themselves from going under in a sort of cutthroat industry. i think thats really neat. their relationship is really sweet to me and aira is a great tsundere type of character. he regularly is shown to actually like hiiro a lot as mean as he can be to him sometimes i.e. here. and you know the whole holding hands thing (which they also fucked up in the climax story but Whatever)
theres also this. which i think about regularly. the hiiai shipping fuel is vast
and additionally i think aira has some really great relationships with other characters too, alkaloid especially. feather touch develops his relationship with tatsumi a lot and its one of my favorite aira moments. i couldnt find my screenshots for this one but basically aira gives tatsumi his unlocked phone (something VERY important to aira since hes a little screenager) and it shows tatsumi just how much aira trusts him and he realizes how important aira is as a friend to him. being someone with a history like him aira's friendship is sort of new to him and it helps them both grow
he loves his friends so so much and he’s had a positive impact on all of alkaloid. he is its heart after all
but in any case i'm not going to like, defend myself for liking aira. i am aware that the shitty stuff has been there from the start but i've said something similar in the past that was like. aira isn't real and he cannot take accountability for what he says. he's a character written by real people who doesn't have any control over how he acts. so i guess that's why when i think the writers write something i dont think he would do or say in my own personal aira opinion i can sort of brush it off as just bad writing.
and not in the sense that i dont recognize that enstars sucks, because it does. enstars can be terribly racist sometimes and not just when concerning aira, and thats important to talk about (i.e. the orient cards, the king of thieves cards, etc). but at the end of the day the most important thing to recognize is the people and company behind the game as well as the real people who play the game and are affected by it. and not like, the specific characters in the game. cause they didn't actually do anything or feel anything you know
#cryn answers#anon#enstars#media analysis#im a miraculous ladybug fan im used to pretending that the thing i like is better than it actually is lmfao#was including sources for what im saying too much??#anyway i didnt even touch on airas own experiences with racial discrimination#i dont think its written perfectly so thats why i didnt talk about it but its an important aspect of his character too#and an important part in his place in alkaloid#also i hope i dont come off as rude or upset in this anon#i appreciate you being respectful#but also im a little tired of talking about this ill admit it#i enjoyed rambling about aira again im just like :( that its cause of all the discourse and whatever happening right now#blegh#i think its kind of like. i mean if you only hear little tidbits of what a character is like through twitter screenshots#youre not gonna have a full picture#and i think thats how it is for a lot of enstarries with aira#and thats not a jab at anyone i dont know jackshit about like. mama or undead or fine or akatsuki. and thats fine#theres too many characters for me to know everything about everyone#but with aira specifically his only character trait to the people who dont produce alkaloid is 'the racist one'#and that sucks#but anyways. thats all i have in me for now
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stupid baby
words: 600
warnings: toxic/manipulative rafe, fighting/arguing
“its seriously not that big of a deal!” you shout, chest rising and falling as you glare at rafe, arms crossed over your chest.
“you're right, that's why you just need to listen to me!” rafe yells back.
it's a stupid argument, one that only started because you were tired and rafe came home frustrated.
“you just want me to do everything you say, you don't even care about me!” you flop down onto the couch, burying your head in your knees as your curl up, tears falling down your cheeks as they finally spill over, unable to blink them back any longer.
you hear rafe audibly sigh. you've gotten into little fights before, minor arguments that never lasted more than an hour at most, and he's never made you cry before.
“baby-” rafe coos, sitting down next to you, putting his arm around your small frame, tugging you into his body. “don't cry.”
“i hate fighting with you.” you whine, pressing your face into his chest, moving so you can climb onto his lap.
“i know, and none of that would happen if you just agree with me in the first place stupid baby.” rafe says softly, the harsh words not cutting as hard with his sweet tone. you sit up on his lap, rubbing the tears off your face as you sniffle.
“i only tell you what to do when it's to protect you. i want you to be your own person baby, but i also need to look after you and sometimes just need you to listen. okay?”
“yeah.” you nod. “i love you.”
“i love you too kiddo.” rafe says, petting his hands over your thighs. “and i hate having to yell at you, so please don't make me do it again.”
“promise.” you nod, snuggling your chest into rafes, wrapping your arms around his shoulders while he holds you close to him.
rafe presses kisses to your shoulder and neck, nuzzling his nose into your skin.
“i don't even really remember why we started fighting in the first place.” you admit shyly.
“me either.” rafe chuckles. “either way, im glad we worked it out.”
“me too.” you hum, sitting up straight. “maybe we can just chill out? i know we were talking about going to a party but i just wanna stay home with you.”
“that sounds good to me baby.” rafe says, also tired out from the fight and knowing you need to spend some time alone. “why don't you go change into something comfy and then we can cuddle and watch a movie?”
you nod, getting up off of rafes lap. you hurry up the stairs, walking past the mirror and remembering why your fight started. your dress is riding up high on your thighs, and it's fitting you like a second skin. rafe said you couldn't wear it out and when you pushed back for the first time in your relationship, it turned into an all out fight.
you shake your head with a laugh when you realize that the dress not only is too tight and small, but it doesn't even look good on you, hugging your body in all the wrong places while hiding what you want to show off.
you change into pajamas, tossing the dress right into the trash.
“rafey.” you call when coming down the stairs, taking his place on his lap. “you were right about the dress.”
“im always right, honey.” rafe says, like he knew you would come to this consensus.
“next time ill just listen to you.” you promise, giving rafe a kiss before turning to the tv, grabbing the remote to pick a movie for the night.
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can you please give me some really soft suna bf headcannons !!!! i love ur works btw ur my fav suna writerr ahh
SUNA RINTAROU BF HEADCANNONS !
☆ featuring. suna rintarou
☆ a/n. OMFG. anon im so sorry this took me so fkn long to answer. im slowly starting to finish requests people have sent in months ago. i love this idea sm tho!! im so sorry again; i literally deleted tumblr and finally got it backk ill be finishing more requests soon and posting drafts, then during the summer ill post WAY MORE FREQUENTLY. (so be prepared for sm more suna content guys ;))
ps. i might make a p2 for post timeskip suna too so lmk if you’d want that !!
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PRE-TIMESKIP BF SUNA
- suna mfing rintarou will raise your standards to heaven bro. even if he’s only in highschool
- his face will be so deadpanned and neutral but the minute he sees you he grows that small smile that he hopes nobody sees
- he talks about you like crazy to his sister but doesn’t even realize it
- “did you see her new insta post? shes so pretty bro how tf did i pull her”
- “i miss my gf rn”
- “hey do you think y/n would want something like this?”
- his sister loves you, but is so tired of her brother constantly talking about you
- he would choose you over anybody, and anything. even over his airpods. which says a lot for suna
- will literally do anything to spend time with you. he will drop as much as he could on his schedule for you. he just genuinely wants you to be with him all the time. (he’s so clingy its cute but he hates admitting how attached he is to you hes like a lil koala bear hanging onto his branch)
- without you even knowing he signed you up to be a manager for his volleyball team just so you could spend time with him at his practice
- this mf so obsessed with you he got hit in the face with a volleyball because he was too busy looking at you instead of paying attention to the actual practice
- he will ‘go to the bathroom’ during practice just to sneak off underneath the bleachers to give you a quick kiss and talk to you.
- suna isn’t dumb he’s actually really smart just very lazy, so if you were in advanced classes he would literally get his grade up, request a transfer to your advanced classes, just so he could spend more time with you there
- plus he loves seeing you seem so smart and focused he thinks you look so cute like that ^^
- he unfollowed every girl on his socials besides you and his sister
- he has a whole instagram highlight dedicated for you and its filled with over 20 stories of you and him together or sometimes just pictures of how beautiful you are.
- his insta bio has your initial with a heart, and says “i love my gf” just for fan girls to back off
- his photo album is way worse. he organized his whole camera roll and has a full album of you which takes up half his storage, but who cares, he doesn’t mind having to delete games he downloaded cause he was bored ( especially if its for you )
- in his notes app he has every little detail about you written down, not in a creepy way, just to remember important stuff about you. like what you hate in people, your fav stuff, etc.
- he dedicates every long song to you.
- also hes like very touchy in private, i mean in public he is too, BUT IN PRIVATE. oh my. he is not afraid to cling onto you.. you will literally have to claw him off you if you have to use the bathroom while your cuddling
- he’s only like that because he loves you so much and he’s so attached to you, he just wants to stay with you forever because he cant imagine losing you
- he asks his mom if he can sleep over at your house as much as he could, the days he can’t, you either go to him, or he facetimes you and you both end up falling asleep on the phone.
- everytime he goes to the mall with his friends or something, he will ask them every 3 seconds “do you think y/n would want this ?” he really just wants to spoil you to show you how much he loves and appreciates you
- sometimes he sleeps late at night rewatching his volleyball games and analyzing his plays, so he bought you a sleeing mask and earplugs so you could fall asleep without the sound or light of the tv bothering your slumber
- he loves being in between your thighs, your fingers tangled in his hair while you both watch tv.
- but at night he loves burrying his face in the crook of your neck with one armed wrapped around your waist and the other placed diagonally on your back while his hand covers the back of your head, almost looking like hes protecting it.
- you’ve genuinely helped him become a better version of himself, when he’s with you he’s at his best, which is probably why he loves you so much. because when he’s with you it feels like he’s just at peace, he just falls in love with you even more everyday.
- he hates thinking your love is puppy love and it wouldn’t last, and some nights when he’s not with you, he’ll overthink like crazy, really just wondering why someone as perfect as you hasn’t left him yet, or why are you even with him in the first place ?
- little does he know, he means as much as you mean to him, and you don’t plan on leaving him anytime soon.
#kisses4suna#haikyuu#asks and replies#suna rintarou#suna fluff#suna rintaro x reader#suna x y/n#suna x reader#bf!suna#suna headcanons#haikyuu!!#sunarin#sunarin fluff#boyfriend!suna#anime#haikyuu suna#suna rintarou x y/n
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small heeseung drabble because ive been thinking of this plot lately and heeseung fits it so well..
notes: gamer!idol!heeseung x gamer!fem!reader, cyber(semi) love, online friends to lovers
wc: 534
after a long day of work, you made your way back home in a taxi, tired but energy saved for at least a few rounds of whatever game your online bestfriend feels like playing today. that friend was named lee heeseung, you two have been friends for around 2 years now, and in the past year you found out a secret that he’s been trying his best to hide from you.
heeseung was a pretty famous kpop idol, not only pretty famous, but his group (ENHYPEN) was a huge recent hit globally and in korea. you only found out about him when your bestfriend dragged you to their concert, recognizing his face as you enjoyed the concert.
even after the argument you two went through after you found out, you realized theres no reason for you to be mad at him, you understood why he didn’t want to tell you and you slowly but surely understood that. but today, you didn’t expect the surprise you would be getting when you got home.
you got home, turning on your pc and connecting your headphones, noticing heeseung was already online so you called him, his face that held his signature bright smile that popped up on your screen when he answered your call, but he wasn’t in his normal dorm set up? you can’t lie, heeseung was really, and i mean really attractive, to the point where you’re 99% sure you had feelings for him, but of course you couldn’t admit that. i mean, doesn’t that seem kinda pathetic? falling for your online bestfriend of 2 years, whos a kpop idol as well.. what would he think? “hey yn, you look tired. you just got off from work didn’t you?” heeseung spoke, his english getting better day by day. “yeah, is it that obvious?” you said with a slight laugh. “where are you? i dont hear sunoo screaming in the back, and your background looks different” you said, half joking about the sunoo part.. “oh im just, somewhere else right now.. sorry if my quality might be bad, im on my phone right now. i was wondering if you just wanna sit and talk today, no games, just us” he said, slightly struggling with some of his words but you thought it was cute and nodded. “sure, im too tired to play anything right now anyways.” you responded, and started your guys conversation.
you soon got so tired while talking to him about your week, you didn’t even notice the way he turned off his camera and just listened to you talk, not knowing what he was doing, until you were interrupted by a doorbell ringing. “oh heeseung, someones at my door ill be back” you told him, getting up from your chair and putting on your slippers, sliding off the headphones from your ears as you make your way to the front door, opening it and your jaw dropping.
there he was, heeseung with the widest grin on his face ever as he hung up the call on his phone, his arms wide open as you stood in the doorway, trying to process what was even going on. “what? are you gonna stand there or come hug me?” he said, laughing a little as your basically jumped into his arms. “what are you doing here?!” you said, pulling away from the hug as his arms were still wrapped around your waist and lower back, still holding you close. “i wanted to surprise you, i also had something i wanted to say in person,” he said as you looked at him waiting to continue. “i like you yn, we’ve been friends for all this time and i couldn’t help but fall for you. you’ve always been there to make me happy even if we were thousands of miles away, when i was tired from practices and comebacks, even just your voice boosted my energy. i told my members about you non stop, they’re actually here in nyc with me ince we’re on vacation. and before you say anything! don’t worry about my idol career, i talked to my company and staff about everything so we have it under control, just please say yes yn..” he said, making eye contact that soon got cut off by your lips connecting. you pulled away with a big smile on your face. “of course heeseung, you dont understand how long i’ve been waiting for this.”
“you’re finally in my arms, and finally mine.”
#heeseung#enhypen#heeseung x reader#lee heeseung#lee heesung x reader#antoncyng#antoncyng drabble#enhypen x reader#idol x idol#idol au#enhypen heeseung#kpop imagines#enhypen imagines#enhypen drabbles
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ELLIE WILLIAMS X ANEMIC!READER HEADCANONS
shes basically taking care of you n all:3
mdni please<3
warnings: anemia, a lil of smut
writers note: i swear its okay to read even if youre not anemic:3 i feel like shed do these thingss even to hers not anemic gf.. also this may seem odly specific because im anemic myself and idk this idea randomly came up to my mind so enjoyy !!
SFW
🌿lets start with the fact that an anemic person tends to become tired and sluggish very easily so they (most of them) enjoy any kind of support
🌿ellie knows that your health is fragile so she tries to be as patient and gentle as possible in your interactions<3
🌿when youre not feeling well shes is usually pretty awkward and she has no idea how to help you😓(my poor awkward gf) BUT whenever she doesnt know what to say she just offers to help you out in small ways like preparing food or running errands
🌿if you both live together her GOAL is to keep your house well-lit and cool as too much heat or brightness makes it hard to focus/uncomfortable for people with anemia
🌿she always makes sure you drink and eat well so you have more energy and all
🌿she always gets mad when you refuse to go to sleep because she knows you need to.. even if youre making a cute excuse like
"but els, i want to stay up so i can spend time with you!"
and then she'll roll her eyes at you and say "we can do whatever you want tomorrow, you need to rest now!"
and would even forcefully make you if needed🙏
🌿if its modern!ellie(just ellie having access to a phone), she'll secretly google things about your illness and things like "how to help your anemic girl from passing out every time she misses breakfast" I JUST KNOW SHED DO THAT ISTGG
🌿she would hate to hear you being guilty. like when you say "im tired of you making all the little house jobs just because i mostly dont have the energy to.." she'll go crazy. not in a bad way, of course, but she wont drop the topic until she makes sure you understand she doesnt mind.
🌿she also definitely hates when you want to convince her into letting you help her.
"fuck, ellie, its not cancer, its anemia! i can at least help you" you say angrily. like, really angrily. because youre kind of right (but she doesnt care)
"we've talked about this, lay down and wait for me," she answers sternly. so sternly you feel shivers down your spine.
🌿but when you eventually talk with her (you manage not to start an argument but really, simply talk) she understands your point and promises she'll let you help her with some things
🌿one time you told her that anemic people are sensitive to the cold and its true but now she overuses it as an excuse to cuddle up with you. like she couldnt just say she wants to be near you. istg, this woman...
🌿she ALWAYS lookout for things that could potentially cause bleeding
🌿she loves when you blush. more than anything. mostly because anemia makes the blood blah blah idc basically anemic people dont really blush so when you actually do she would just stare at you with a wide smile. and when you ask her why is she looking at you like that she wont admit it just like that, shed say something like "you just look more colorful than usual"
NSFW
🌿anemic people often have pale or translucent skin tone and that makes bruises really visible. and we all know ellie can be rough. so when she wakes up after a.. long night and she notices what she did, she feels so bad. like really bad. she apologies as soon as you wake up and of course you try to convince her it doesnt hurt, because it really doesnt and you, in fact, really enjoyed all of this, but she thinks youre just lying to make her feel better
🌿one time you woke up in the late evening after one of your naps. usually, ellie stays with you - awake, watching you sleep and drawing something in her sketchbook but this day you woke up to an empty bed:( you quickly stood up to look for her and after a few steps, your little anemic head started spinning from the sudden move. your vision got blurry and eventually completely black. you felt your knees getting weak but right before you could fall someone caught you. your lovely hero - ellie. you leaned on her as she held you from behind, what could look like a normal hug for someone who just saw you both like that, and you felt the bulge in her pants pressed against you. why the hell would she wear it now? you failed to stay quiet and you let out a soft moan. your girlfriend noticed that but she thought its caused by your health state
"shh, shhh... it's okay"
when your vision was back to normal, you turned around and kissed her as a simple way to thank her for being here with you. before you could think, you were grinding on her lap, getting ready to take her strap while she firmly held your hips, guiding them to move back and forth 🥰🥰
#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams headcanons#ellie x y/n#ellie williams x you#ellie williams x y/n#ellie williams#ellie x reader#ellie tlou#anemia#anemic#health care
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Falling asleep on their lap - JJBA Villians x Reader headcannons.
Oh hey! My first post on this blog! Keep in mind this is my first time writing here and im kind of new to doing headcannons as well, i also dont know how to write for Diavolo (and im kind of still getting my way through SBR-) so bear with me a little. Ill put Doppio on his place though!
Warnings: None! Just SFW wholesome content. :)
DIO (Dio Brando):
You both were reading a book together in the living room of his mansion, you squinted your eyes trying to read the text on the pages, but it was harder than usual as you got sleepier and sleepier by the minute.
After some minutes, DIO felt a weight over his legs and his gaze got off the book, he looked down and saw you fell asleep with your head on his lap.
He shook your head with his free hand, a slightly annoyed look on his face.
"Get up, mortal." He orders, but its no use as he sees you defintely fell asleep. He sighed, going back to his book, not taking his hand off your head. He doesnt want to admit it, but he secretly enjoys this moment of you sleeping soundly in his lap.
Kars:
He was sat down while you were sat behind him, braiding his hair as you did every day. After some minutes, you eyelids started to fall and soon, you fell asleep. You had fallen forward and your face was right on his luscious purple hair.
Kars noticed it of course as he didnt feel your hands going through his hair, he looked back and saw your sleeping face. He sighed.
"If you're going to sleep on me then do it properly, foolish human." He placed you down, your head layed on his lap. His signature smug appeard on his face as he watched you sleep comfortably.
Yoshikage Kira:
You and him were sat on the couch on the living room, watching tv quietly. You soon felt yourself loosing interest in what was in screen as you felt yourself getting heavier, after a moment, you closed your eyes and gave up to the feeling.
Kira had quickly taken notice of your sleepiness before you did, so when you fell with your head on his lap he already knew you would stay there for a while.
He simply smiled, placing his hand on your head as he burried his fingers on your hair, running them between your locks.
"Have nice dreams, my dear." He spoke quietly as he watched you finally get your much needed rest.
Doppio:
You were sat besides him while he was on the phone, waiting for him to finish whatever he was discussing about so you could go sleep next to him. You decided to close your eyes only for a bit until you dozed off hearing his sweet voice.
Doppio didnt really realise that until he finished his call, looking down and seeing your head resting over his lap. He felt guilty of being so unnatentive to your needs but he figured out if you didnt tell him you were tired then it was fine.
"I should bring you to bed but i cant get up, and you're so peaceful...I dont want to interrupt.."
He started feeling calmer as he looked at your sleeping expression, and soon he drove off to sleep aswell.
Enrico Pucci:
You were both talking while sat with eachother, having a pretty long conversation about whatever crossed your minds was what you'd usually do when having free time to do so. Pucci was in the middle of a sentence when he noticed your tired expression, after he finished talking his hand went to caress your cheek.
"Are you tired dear?" He asked with a calm tone in his voice, you nodded and he allowed you to lean closer, laying your head on his lap comfortably.
You fell asleep rather quickly after he had done that, he smiled as his hand rubbed your back soothingly.
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Ooooh I saw you answer that question about writing advice and became curious: do you write “original” fiction as well as fanfiction? (love that for you either way). Love your fics btw. Kill Your Darlings is my absolute jam 🥰
I do yeah!
i don't really do anything with it but it does exist!
i shared the first chapter of one of them on here a while ago i think? i can't find the post now but i'll throw it down below if you're interested! Also thank you im so glad you like kyd!!!!
Ram
I think my father made the trees without mouths on purpose. For if they could talk, all of creation would know his secrets. Of course, in the end, perhaps it is better not to know. Kinder for him to keep us in the dark. Knowing is an anchor, it will drown you. That is why, on quiet days, you will hear the distant sounds of forests weeping.
There’s a disturbance behind me. Nothing loud or startling—a slight rustle, a breath, the scrape of a leather boot. It is subtle and that is why I do not trust it. Never trust anything that is trying to be quiet. Without thinking my hand goes to my bow, an arrow in place by the time I turn around.
Montoya laughs, holding his arms up, mocking me. He is dark, my brother, all the way through.
“Scared, Ram?”
I know instantly that I did not catch him. He wanted to be found.
“No,” I answer flatly, “just prepared.”
Montoya laughs again, bleeding an ease that I have never been able to find myself. Perhaps it is the sort of thing that comes with age. Though when you’re thousands of years old how much difference can a few centuries make?
“Your arms must be getting tired brother,” he says casually, and it is only then that I realize my weapon is still drawn. With reluctance I lower it, returning the arrow to the quiver on my back.
“Why are you here?” this time I cannot hide my irritation.
“I could ask you the same question.”
I give him a flat look. Of all my siblings, Montoya has always made me the most ill at ease. There’s something about his eyes that leaves me wary. They are gapping holes that you swear will swallow you up and never set you free.
“You are a terribly dull conversationalist Ram, has anyone ever told you that?”
I don’t take the bait.
“Tsk tsk, what would father say about these manners huh? You’ve been spending too much time amongst the trees brother, you’re starting to turn into one.”
Not all my siblings can fly. My younger sister, Cartha, has gills instead of wings, and my brother Sye hates having his feet off the ground. But most of us, in some form or another, find ourselves in the sky. Montoya’s wings are large and crow like, hardly subtle or practical, but then, neither is he. Even now they create enough wind that I can feel myself fighting not to be pushed backwards. My own wings are small and white and sprout from my ankles.
“Well,” I say finally, “if that’s all.” I turn my back on him, a dangerous move I’ll admit, though to his credit, Montoya has never attacked the family. He did, however, kill our sister’s cat once.
I can hear him following me, hear the beating of his great wings. The noise grates my nerves. He is insufferable and there is nothing I can do about it. Sure, I could fight him, I’m good with a bow, but in truth, my brother is stronger. Besides, a fight is what he wants. It tickles him to make me angry. That’s his whole game.
“Why so gloomy brother?” he asks, flipping onto his back as he pulls up beside me. I have never heard him be anything but taunting and cruel. I wonder if there was a time when he was not like this, but Hario assures me that there wasn’t and she is the oldest. Still, I find it hard to believe. After all, why would father create a son so hateful?
“I’m always gloomy,” I retort, keeping my gaze forward.
It is spring, the sun setting and lighting the sky on fire with oranges and pinks. They reach out like fingers from the horizon, as if desperate to hold onto the day.
“Well that is certainly true. Our melancholy little Ram,” he says in a baby voice that makes me want to spear him through the throat.
“If I am melancholy what does that make you?”
“Jolly?”
I cannot help myself, I laugh. The idea that anyone would describe Montoya as jolly is too much for me.
“No, you’re right,” he says, sounding not at all offended. “Jolly is perhaps too dull a word, I am witty.”
I look at him, brow arched. “Witty,” I repeat flatly.
He grins, or perhaps sneers is more accurate. “Certainly wittier than you.”
“Certainly.”
“And our dear brothers and sisters.”
“Certainly,” I repeat, though my jaw is clenched and my nails have begun burrowing into my palms.
“I expect that is why father holds my opinion in such high regard.”
“Not as high as Hario's.” The small flash of anger in his eyes is satisfying, though he maintains his smile.
Hario is undeniably our father’s favourite. In truth, she is my favourite too. I have never been very good at getting close to people, but I have always felt comfortable around her. I can speak to her, tell her things in a way I can’t tell anyone else.
“Not as high as Hario's,” Montoya repeats, the mockery from earlier melting away, revealing something much sharper. Much more dangerous. He might play at pettiness but I know that, in reality, he is far more sinister. “For now, anyway.”
I stop abruptly, as though an invisible wall has suddenly appeared in my way. When Montoya finally stops too, turning to face me, I see a glint in his dark eyes. He’s won. Gotten the reaction he wanted. Snuck himself under my skin.
“What is that supposed to mean?” I demand.
“Ooh,” he is clearly enjoying himself, “have I hit a nerve?”
When he smiles I swear he has the teeth of a wolf, and in the setting sun they sparkle. I do not know why my father made him, why he poured all his ill will into this one creation and then named it son. A common misconception is that because there are gods there must also be demons. If I am the creator of all, my father always says, why would I create evil? Yet staring at Montoya now, at his black eyes, and pointed teeth, the sky ablaze behind him, I do not struggle to understand why the humans believe in a devil.
“Do not make idle threats brother,” I say, attempting to keep my tone level.
I’m playing right into his hands, I know, but I’ll not have Hario threatened. Not by anyone. He smirks, eyes running me slowly up and down before he moves forward, pausing just close enough that I can smell his breath.
“I promise you,” his voice is so quiet it’s nearly carried away by the wind, “my threats are not idle.” He pauses, before laughing. “Brother.”
His great wings flap, disturbing the trees below us as he flies higher in the sky.
“Father wishes you to know that he was much displeased that you missed his last banquet,” Montoya shouts as he continues to rise. “If I were you, I would not miss the next one.”
I watch as he grows fainter and fainter, becoming nothing more than a black blip in the distance. I don’t move. I’m afraid that if I do the anger in me will unleash a hurricane. Quite literally. We are, all of us, me and my brothers and sisters, in possession of an affinity for one of the four elements: air, earth, water, fire. My element is air, Montoya and Hario both master fire.
I force myself to take in several deep breaths, stretching out my hands which have cramped from being clenched so hard. There is a rage in me that I fear, I don’t know where it comes from or why it’s there, but it sits always in the corner of my chest. I have worked my whole life to suppress it, to keep it locked up inside me so that it can never hurt anyone else. Most of the time I succeed. But Montoya brings out the worst in me.
I take another breath, the sun is almost gone now and the sky is navy blue and made of velvet. Slowly I start moving again, without really knowing where. I dip lower to the ground so that the tops of the trees brush my skin. I run my hands through them, they are cool now that the sunlight has fled. There shouldn’t be anyone out here to catch me, I’m miles from the nearest human site, but I keep a watchful eye on the ground anyway.
I have always hated my father’s banquets, even in my first days of life. There are too many beings, too much noise, and the way they all look at me…I take no pleasure in the power my father has given me, in the authority that comes with it. The other creations stare at us, or bow, offering up gold and wine and sometimes blood. I cringe at the thought. I have never once felt worthy of the deference they show us. In fact, it makes my skin prick and itch. I am not a leader or a ruler, I never have been. I prefer to watch from a far. In truth, I have always gotten the distinct impression that I am somewhat of a disappointment to my father.
I close my eyes and drift for a moment, letting the air hold me like a pair of arms, cradling me in the night sky. There is sweat covering my skin, it drips slowly down my arms and legs and the side of my face, sending shivers across my bones. I breathe in again, slowly, listening to my heartbeat, to the expansion of the lungs in my chest. Somewhere a dog howls and a bird cries out. Their voices are faded by distance but they linger long after they are let loose. Hanging in the air just like me. This is where I am happiest, alone in the dark.
This is where I belong.
Edward
I don’t know if my mother ever loved my father. I don’t know how she could have. But I suppose, ultimately, it’s of little consequence. She brought with her a dowry too good to refuse, one which provided the Kingdom of Presado with enough ships and gold that it could boast of having the largest naval force this side of the world. And in return, her people gained the loyalty of my grandfather, one of the greatest military commanders alive, an excellent ally. Love was hardly considered. It never is. You cannot win a war with love, you cannot build palaces or feed hungry mouths with love. So why do we persist in the belief that it is so very important to our happiness? Why do we speak of it in the context of marriage and family when we know that it is so rarely present in either of those establishments?
I don’t know if my mother ever loved my father. But I know that I certainly didn’t.
I usually don’t bother with such thoughts but, staring at my own wedding contract, I find them hard to avoid. They say she is beautiful, the princess who is soon to be my wife, but then, they always say that. What use have I for a beautiful wife anyway? Mistresses are chosen for their beauty, I would rather my wife be clever.
“She’s not a fanatic is she?” I ask my advisor, Rufus, as I look up from the pages in front of me for the first time in ages. My mother laughs and I meet her eye, grinning. Rufus simply looks startled. He’s a small man, with tuffs of hair coming out of his mostly bald head, and eyes that protrude so far from his face you fear they will fall onto the floor. He is wildly clever though. He was significantly under valued by my father, probably because he is in possession of a conscience. Skittish and odd he might be, but his loyalty lies firmly with the realm. A rarity, I have found.
“A fanatic, your Majesty?” he squeaks. “What-er-what do you mean?”
“Oh you know,” I wave my hand impatiently. “The type who never drinks or dances or laughs. Who always has their knees bent before some alter or another. Who cannot breathe without fearing for our souls.”
My mother is shaking her head. As a child I loved to make her laugh. It was not a difficult task, my mother, for all her heartache, is a woman with a happy disposition.
Rufus blinks his great eyes at me. “As far as I’m aware, sire, she possesses a perfectly…adequate…level of piety.” He looks to my mother for help but finds none.
“You are going to be the death of him, Edward,” she says instead.
My grin widens. “Come now, it was a fair question was it not?” I turn to Rufus knowing full well that he will splutter, unsure of what to say. And he does just that. “I don’t want to be stuck with a bore now do I?”
“There are slightly more important factors to consider here my son, as I’m sure you are aware.”
I am. Painfully so. I must marry Princess Analeigh whether she is a humourless hag or not. As with my mother and father, the alliance is a good one, and we are too weak to survive without it right now. Still, knowing all this, I cannot help but hesitate, especially when I see my father’s handwriting on the pages before me. He orchestrated the match, wrote most of the contract himself. But however unconcerned I may appear on the outside, I have spent hours pouring over these words and, grudgingly, I can find no fault in them.
I sigh, resigned, stretching out my hand and dipping my quill in ink.
“You’ll sign?” Rufus sounds half-relieved and half-shocked. Clearly he expected me to be more trouble. I try to hide my amusement. I know that my reputation is that of a scoundrel. A spoiled youth who drinks and gambles and whores. They think me ignorant. They think me incapable—the great men who have gathered in this court over the years. I don’t mind. Let them underestimate me. It will make it all the easier to knock them down.
My hand hovers over the parchment, the quill threatening to drip. I look back up at my mother, she is all in black, in mourning. It doesn’t suit her. Even in death my father is controlling us. What we wear. Who we marry.
“This is the last time,” I don’t know why I say it out loud. I suppose to make the promise feel more real. He will not pull our strings again.
“The last time, your majesty?” Rufus asks, looking between us in utter confusion.
My attention is not on him though, my eyes locked with my mother’s. She does not even flinch.
“Yes,” she says, knowingly. “The last time.”
I nod, returning to the contract while Rufus’s distress continues to mount. He has missed something, he knows it, and he does not like it. Finally, I let the quill touch the parchment, my hand moving swiftly along the familiar path of my name.
“There,” I say, feeling the opposite of relief as I lean back in my chair and push it away from me. “It’s done.”
Not my best line, I’ll admit it, and not even true. This is only the beginning. For a moment I think I catch a glimpse of my father hovering in the corner of the room—just the tail of his robes as he storms out the door, followed by the grizzled noise of his laugh. In my memories he is always old—old and bitter. I swallow, blinking the ghost out of my eyes as I sit up straighter. I do not know if I will make a better king, but gods, I hope I make a better man.
“Excellent,” Rufus mutters, gathering up the papers. “Excellent, excellent, I’ll deliver these to the envoy and then things can proceed.” He slides from the wooden chair, the table nearly as high as his chest and when he bows his upper half disappears completely.
“Your majesty,” he says as he re-emerges, “with your leave…” he looks towards the door.
“Yes, of course, go about your business Rufus.” He starts backing away before the words are even fully out of my mouth, moving so quickly that I am shocked he does not trip. After the door closes we sit in silence, my mother with her eyes on me and me with my eyes on the far wall.
“You look worried.”
I snort. “Do I? Oh dear, I hope I don’t start to wrinkle.”
She smiles, but I can tell she will not be so easily placated. “Edward?”
“Mother.”
She arches her brow, she has the incredible ability to look at you so thoroughly you feel your skin has been taken off and your insides entirely exposed.
I sigh, running a hand through my hair as I rise and move towards the window. It is beautiful today—spring has come and the gardens are in full bloom. How I wish I was out hunting instead of caged up in here signing away my life.
“The church will not be happy,” I say finally.
“The church?” my mother responds after a brief pause, “Or Addison?”
“Is there a difference?”
Another pause. I bring my finger up to the glass and begin to trace along the lines. My family’s crest has been meticulously woven through every inch of the palace, the windows no exception.
“He agreed to the match,” my mother says finally.
“Yes, but he will not be pleased that I signed it without him.”
“No,” and I think I hear the slightest hint of amusement in her voice, “he will not.”
In the last few years of his life, my father had a change of heart in terms of religion. Since before memory the people of Presado have prayed to the Solistic Church. A religion which believes the world was created by four gods who were masters of the elements. Ignis was always my favourite, the god of fire, who watched over battles and was considered the most clever of the four. I still pray to him, though my father’s laws forbid it. The laws that are now my own.
The trouble really began with his last campaign in the North where a large clan of nomads have claimed territory. My father dreamed of being a conquerer King, dreamed of reclaiming the deserted northern territories from the barbarians. But this turned out to be far more difficult than he expected.
He returned from the first campaign with only a third of his men, most of whom were injured. Things did not improve from there. After five years of loses and increased violence on the border—for the nomads had begun burning the keeps of the northern lords in retaliation—the nobles pushed back. We’re done, they declared, we will send you no more support, no more troops, no more gold. They were not willing to be wiped out for the sake of one man’s glory. Even if that man was the king.
My father responded in the only way he knew how—with violence. Executions. Most heavily levied in the North, for they were the loudest denouncers of the war, being the ones closest to the fighting. There was peace with the nomads before, the would argue, can we not return to that? So, of course, my father hung their commanders, their sons, and, sometimes, the lords themselves. In truth, we were on the brink of a civil war when Addison appeared. No one is quite sure where he came from, there had been whispers for a few years about a counter religion but no one put much store in it. Then one day he was here, at my father’s side. He promised men and money, all he wanted in return was a reformation. My father agreed. After all, what had the old gods done for him?
“Edward?”
I jump at the sound of my name, but I don’t turn around. My fingers still pressed to the glass in front of me, through the coloured panes I can just make out the green grass and manicured trees.
“Mother.”
I know the face she’s making even without looking at her. Calm, refined, but with worry in her eyes. And sadness. I sometimes wonder if he put that there, my father, if before him she was all light. I hope that now that he’s gone she will be again.
“You cannot solve all the worlds problems in a single afternoon my son.”
I nod as I hear her rise, feel her hand squeeze my shoulder as she passes by on her way to the door.
“I’m not trying to solve the world’s problems,” I say as I hear it close, “just ours.”
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Would you be willing to write either headcanons or a oneshot about working out with Yelena. My gay little brain wants scenarios to think of when exercising
Minor Injuries
Yelena AOT x Reader
Going to the gym was nice. The atmosphere was nice, not that many people at the time you usually went and everything was kept clean. The people at your gym were nice too, offering help when you seemed like you needed it, sometimes you even found the occasional sticky not stuck on some of the machines with little motivational quotes.
Yet yourself found one teensy little problem… Which was that you found yourself always being stared at by another member, a tall and lanky blonde that was always by the treadmills.
You could always catch glimpses of her, and her turning away quickly after you catch her. Honestly, you dont know why she was just… looming over you like that. Was she judging you? You really cant tell. It was very creepy.
After your initial impression, you tended to avoid her. She took the hint and left you alone for the most part but you still couldnt shake off the weird feeling when she was around.
You two never interacted, until one day you find yourself in a small accident.
It wasnt anything big really, you just accidentally dropped a weight in your foot. Yelena found you hopping on one leg like a maniac and you wanted nothing more than to melt into the ground.
“Are… you okay?” She hesitantly asks.
“Yep! Im- uh- just a small accident!” You grit through your teeth.
“Do you need help-?”
You suck in a breath before responding. “No, I swear im all good!”
“I insist, at least just sit down for now. Hopping help with the pain at all.”
Having no reason to object, you calm yourself down just enough to take a seat on the nearest bench.
The woman takes your foot and winces when she sees the area.
“Is it that bad?” You sigh.
“Its gonna bruise pretty bad. Wait there a bit, ill get some things to help with the pain.” Before you could object, she was already out the room, leaving you to your own devices.
“Here, this should be able to help. Try to bear with it for the moment yeah?”
[insert procedure on minor blunt force trauma im not knowledgeable enough to write]
“Ah- I do have to admit, I feel somewhat better, thank you” You offer a grateful smile to the woman.
“No problem, whats your name by the way? We seem to always go here at the same time, I notice you struggling sometimes.” You heat up at the mention that shes been looking at you.
“Yeah,” You chuckle awkwardly. “I see you staring at me sometimes, honestly found it a little creepy, but im glad to know youre actually nice. My name is Y/n, nice to meet you” You offer your hand to shake, she takes it but you can see shes also flustered to hear that youve noticed her staring.
“Likewise. I didnt realize that my staring could be seen as creepy, I apologize for that. I can see why youd be weirded out. My name is Yelena.” She shook your hand, and you couldnt help but notice how smooth her hand felt against your own.
~~~~~
That was the start of a peaceful little friendship between the two of you.
She helped you out and gave you tips as much as she could. And in turn you gave her a reason to do something other than run on the treadmills.
You both loved to talk about trivial topics, how your days have been going, something funny you saw, or even what you had for breakfast that morning. She was a nice company to be around, and she was around a lot.
Despite your first impression of her getting off on the wrong foot, you find yourself quite attracted to her, you push the feeling down as best as you can, but thoughts linger in the back of your head during each interaction with her.
~~~~~
“Gah, im tired. Im gonna go now, you have fun.” You sighed as you started to tidy your stuff.
“Nah, leaving soon too. You got anywhere to be later?” Yelena took a sip out of her water bottle and slumped on a nearby bench.
“Thats kinda random, but no, why do you ask?” You paused and and looked at her.
“Wanna get some drinks together? Weve been friends for a while but havent seen each other anywhere other than the gym.” Yelena smiled softly to herself.
“Sure, sounds lovely!” You grinned.
A/n: This is not my best work so I apologize for the quality, i hope you still enjoy 😭❤️
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Heyyyy gurl/lovely human love your work for the black phone it’s amazing and just wanted to ask if you pretty please could make some head cannons for bruce (you can not respond to this if you want 😚) hope you have a amazing day or night
The blackphone
m.list
Bruce headcanons
cw : Fluff / crack / reader has no gender / also slight x reader(platonic and romantic ♡♡)
a/n : I love Bruce sm dude !!! He's so fun to write for aaa okay okay here's my headcanons I'll probably have some more later but here's what I though of in the moment :D
Golden retriever vibes
OKAY ILL ADMIT THIS WAS SOMEONE ELSES HEADCANON AND IF YOURE THE PERSON WHOS HC THIS WAS PLEASE TELL ME SO I CAN PROPERLY CREDIT U
But anyways this has been stuck with me for like, EVER
He such an airhead but at the same time so smart without realizing it
He has school smarts, he knows that much but when it comes to anything outside of school he's kind of a dingus (I love him for it though ♡)
Has probably practiced in his backyard so often that whenever he throws it into the neighbors backyard they'll just let him walk in there to grab it
Theyre so tired of having to walk out trying to relax to only be disturbed by a teenage boy who loves baseball so much that he'll throw it into the their backyard to show them how cool baseball is.
Neighbor : just come and grab it I don't care anymore
Bruce : what?
Then they'd walk back in their house leaving him alone and confused
Is most likely a mama's boy
He and his mom have such a great relationship which explains why he's such a gentleman
NOW DONT GET ME WRONG, his dad is also awesome but they're like a little distant with eachother and don't tell eachother everything like how he and his mom do
Is probably really bad at lying or keeping secrets
Like if you told him to keep a secret even just for a bit before you revealed it yourself, he'd probably blurt it out and ruin the suspense
ITD STILL BE AS AMAZING AND FUNNY BUT LIKE PLEASE DONT TELL THIS POOR GUY YOUR SECRETS
If he liked you he'd probably hang out with you 24/7
Like, study dates, walking around the neighborhood, talking over the phone, talking at the park, going to the diner down the street just all of the above
Mans would just love to be around you sm 🫶
Gets hurt a lot
Whether it'd be him tripping over a rock and falling on his face or just exsisting and have a bruise form, he'd always end up asking if you could patch him up
He has such a high pain tolerance though, like if he was next to a stove and his arm was above the fire you'd yell at him and he wouldn't even notice
You : BRUCE YOUR ARM.
Bruce : huh??
You : YOUR. ARM.
Bruce : ???, oh
You : "OH" ???
Then you'd have to clean up the burn while he just enjoys your company
(And the fact that your touching his arm)
Loves grabbing stuff off the floor for some reason
If he saw some wrapper that he thought was cool he'd pick it up and put it into his pocket, then tell you about it and even show you it
is a morning person
Im so sorry, he would be
Like his mom definitely made him wake up early as a kid and it's just been stuck with him
If you slept over his house I feel like that'd be the only time he'd sleep in, and it's so out of his normal routine that he wakes up as if he just walked into Narnia
Bruce : WHAT HUh
You : HUH???
Bruce : what... year is it
You : ARE YOU OKAY???
Then it'd just be panicking from your end because he looks like he just at a whole zip lock bag of edibles
☆ ☆ ☆
#The blackphone#the blackphone x reader#the blackphone headcanons#Bruce yamada x reader#Bruce yamada
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hiiiiiiii! feel free to ignore this ask but what do you like about noelashe? :0 I really like them too but I don't exactly know why myself... the parallels perhaps? the care? the potential? either way, I'm asking you how you feel about them! And I hope you have a wonderful day! :)
so so sorry for the late response but
anon you don't understand how long ive been waiting for someone to ask me this exact question
this may be extremely long depending on how much i feel like talking about so i apologize
spoilers inbound after this point!!
there are many, many reasons ive fallen in love with them and their dynamic, but ill try to condense them into a more readable format
the sections will be as follows:
 their parallels and how they compliment each other
their kindness and affection towards each other
how they treat the other differently to the others in the mansion
more surface level dynamic things i like
the things that got me attached to them in the first place
parallels!
i feel like every noelashe fan understands their parallels somewhat but im insane so im gonna go in depth
they match and contrast each other in so so many different ways, down to even design (i actually made a post about that before it shouldnt be too hard to find)
their personalities are one thing, energetic and tired, extroverted and introverted, loud and shy, cruel and kind, fake and genuine, manipulative and naïve, i could go on but thatd be WAY too long so i'll just mention these
but thats just on the surface, they actually match each other a LOT more than you think
how ashe is more introverted than what meets the eye, not liking people out of distrust, and noel being tons more talkative and social, adoring people and barely being able to hate anyone
noel being smarter than he appears, willing to lie and manipulate for what he wants, and ashe being really easy to fool sometimes, immediately believing anything he thinks can bring back his family
and of course the obvious, their wishes
the same wish, the same pain, they go through such similar trauma with different ways of dealing with it
or so you think, their coping is very similar and this is acknowledged in sirius's conclusion, the only real difference being if theyre violent or not. noel, has sworn off harming people but he's still not above using backhanded methods for his goals. ashe, despite doing awful things for his wants, still has noble(ish) reasons for why he does these things
neither are entirely innocent, but neither are completely guilty
they both just want the people they care for to live peacefully, alive
but both do some pretty fucked up things for this wish, noel lies to sirius and uses dorothy as a ploy, ashe well- i think we all know. ashe commits multiple varied crimes that range from theft to murder and noel's own negligence can be considered a crime in some cases.
they have an understanding no one else does and it creates a lot of interest towards them and develops them as individuals too
kindness
they care so much for each other its insane
noel has trouble seeing ashe as anything but kind and ashe cant help but feel attached to noel even if he doesnt want to, which makes them get close each time and it makes them feel for each other a LOT more than they need to
the times where noel is sick and ashe takes care of him, ashe saying he lied so noel wont feel bad, noel letting ashe confide in him and ashe even trusting him enough to say his worries in the first place, the list goes on
they just have an instant bond bc they want someone to care and help them (even if both have trouble admitting it) and they want to help each other, which just makes them care more
it always ends in kindness between the two and it's one of the ways we get a happy ending
special treatment
i could put this in the kindness section but i think it deserves its own section bc its so damn cute
it does have a little less to go over tho as it doesn't happen much
im also gonna start adding screenshots and such
noel seems to really admire ashe and his abilities so much more than anyone else its adorable
hes so amazed by him literally just cooking and he doesnt comment on anything to do with precise stuff that isnt smth ashe does, i may be wrong but i dont think ive ever seen him comment on smth like sirius drawing talismans which is highly specific but will ALWAYS think about how impressed he is with ashe
he also just
treats ashe in a similar way to claire, like he just casually says ashe saved him which is such a strong word to him with no thought and he LITERALLY SAYS HE TRUSTS HIM UNCONSCIOUSLY BC HE REMINDS HIM OF CLAIRE if that doesnt say smth i dont know what does
and ashe always opens up to noel so much more than anyone else like noel has gotten ashe to talk about himself unlike anyone else, the only other character he talked to about things was claire (technically sirius too but he was drunk off his ass so im not counting it) and that was like once he doesnt even say anything that isnt surface level
ashe also just refuses to harm noel and i dont think anyone has noticed this before
it makes sense if his killings are during the day bc noel literally just isnt there but some other times he has no excuse
HE MOVES TO THE SIDE HERE EVEN IF WHERE HE WAS STANDING GAVE HIM A CLEARER SHOT TO CLAIRE YOU CANT TELL ME IT WASNT SO HE DELIBERATELY MISSES NOEL
ALSO HE COULDVE TRIED AGAIN OR GONE AFTER HIM BUT NO HE JUST GOES "missed one!" AND CALLS IT A DAY IF THATS NOT PROOF HE DOESNT WANNA HURT NOEL I DONT KNOW WHAT IS
surface level things
as much as i love the incredible lengths of their relationship, i also like more simple things that im just gonna put into a little list
theyre so sun and moon guys
BLACK CAT AND GOLDEN RETRIEVER BFS
their color palettes look nice together
babygirl and wet cat
loves to cook and fucking awful at cooking
smartass x dumbass
mutual healing
their symbols being hearts and stars those look so cute together
"i care about you!!" "why??", mutually
little bitch and sweetheart
both are affectionate but neither can handle it
emotionally repressed x the one who wants them to grow again
bfs who rant about their interests
same trauma
very strange guy x doesnt care
"im a disgusting monster" "HOW?"
the black and white good evil thing is very aesthetically pleasing for them
angel and devil (kinda)
why i fell in love with them
theres a lot of reasons why i love them but theres a few very specific things that got me attached
most obvious is that theyre both my favorites, im extremely attached to ashe and i loved him from the start, i didnt start liking noel until a tiny bit later but he very quickly gained my love
i also relate to them both heavily so seeing them care so much for each other gave me comfort
its a huge pattern that most of my ships are of the character i got immediately attached to and relate to and other character i relate to who cares about the first character
the fate line. its just so gay i was like "thats kinda gay" and while i didnt always think of it like it was super important it always stuck in my head like "yeah i could ship them"
but the real thing that started this all was the wine scene
its when i realized how much they cared for each other and then the floodgates opened, and here we are now!!
its still by far my favorite scene of the two it just makes me so happy its so adorable
conclusion
i have an extreme love for noelashe and just seeing them can make my entire mood better
i dont think many people have analyzed them as much as me so its sad to see how much stuff with them goes unnoticed
theyre genuinely so great for each other, platonic, romantic or anything in between, they deserve to be happy with each other
im so sorry for this being so long and maybe really hard to understand but i adore them so much
if you read this all thank you so much!! have a great day
#uso rambles#witchs heart#ashe bradley#noel levine#noelashe#im so insane for them#noelashe the world
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you know what i make fun of tiktok a lot, bc most of the time it deserves it, but i think that a lot of people on tumblr could use some time on tiktok. a little bit of exposure.
the majority of tumblr users have been here a while and i know we all said that we wouldnt do the whole millenial vs gen z vs whatever comes next thing, but theres a whole lot of people on here taking things from tiktok out of context and going 'oh no look at the next generation, look how terrible' and then saying how awful tiktok is. and tiktok is awful. but its awful bc it harvests data, and is super addictive, and is fucking up the music and publishing industries, and not, i repeat not, bc the younger generation are just so terrible
yeah the whole goncharov rip off was boring and inauthentic and we all made fun of it, but the whole girl dinner and girl math thing. No.
girl dinner isnt promoting eating disorders. are there people with eating disorders that are using the girl dinner trend, yeah, but idk if you know this but any food related trend is going to have people with eating disorders jump on in there, and whilst there are definitely things we can do to mitigate the success of them spreading their gross diets and whatever the next fad laxative is, we shouldnt stop having fun with food just bc any food trend online can be done by people with eating disorders too.
girl dinner isnt some evil trad wife trend, its the exact opposite. women arent using the 'girl' in girl dinner to say la lala la laa look at me, im a little girly who only likes pink and not thinking, la dee da
they use it to say there are certain expectations that we have been taught women have to be beholden to, the idea of the perfect woman who can do it all, raise the kids, do the housework, have the full time job as well, but the kids and housework are full time jobs, and this is exhausting, and heres what i make for dinner when im too tired to cook a full meal, when living up to all the expectations is hard, bc im human, im not perfect, and if its not what a perfect adult woman would do then i guess im not, so heres me eating my girl dinner and i wont be ashamed of that, bc the patriarchy feeds on our shame, and if we arent ashamed of being the perfect woman under patriarchy, then at least in that way, it does not control us, if patriarchy is the panopticon then if we dont fear the watchman, we will never become our own watchman
ill admit, i know less about girl math, bc its popped up less for me (i think its a trend fewer people do, but it could just be the algorithm), but from what i can tell its basically just social/behavioural economics. it illustrates things like the sunk cost fallacy, eg. if ive already put money on an app to pay for my coffee then that coffee is 'free'. the people making those videos dont literally think their coffee it free, they're just saying it feels like its free, which it does, because of the sunk cost fallacy. thats not women being stupid, thats an actual theory in behavioral economics. i've also seen people talk about 'its cheaper to buy something else and get free shipping than to pay less but not get free shipping'. they don't literally think that, and its kind of insulting the amount of people there are seeing women make that joke and immediately assuming that they are too stupid to be joking.
#tiktok#girl dinner#girl math#you are not above looking down on the next generation#and youre not above assuming women are stupid bc they present something in pink and choose to have fun with it#get your heads out of your asses and get over your not like other girls shit#yeah some women feel the need to do make up and fashion bc patriarchy says so#others want to bc they were taught to by the patriarchy and now theyve decided they enjoy it#and they shouldnt have to abandon the things they enjoy just bc other people assume that liking feminine things makes you stupid#also there are an awful lot of people on here assuming that everyone just HAS a preexisting knowledge of a whole lot of stuff#and if you do thats great#but not everyone is in the same boat so leave that poor girl alone#you know the one#the one who walks around in pink and uses traditionally feminine things to explain concepts a lot of people have never been taught#or have been told not to bother with bc for example theyre women#bc that couldnt be useful to anyone at all could it#certainly not when there are tons of women who have been specifically taught that there are some things they should learn#and some things they shouldnt learn#and using someones preexisting knowledge to help them understand new concepts is a terrible idea
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🐾🧸I have something to admit. When the boys broke I never listened to their solo work because I was so upset and hurt. But reading your post about Millions and Where Do We Belong? Anywhere But Here... I had to go and listen and just.. Ow. Just ow. Frank is/was so so hurt. So now my questions are
1. What other songs have they written that talk about this hurt?
2. Because Frank wears his heart on his sleeve, do we know if Jamia knew about it?/Was ok with what Frank and Gee had? Cause like.. Frank was very clearly hurt. More so then just friends going their separate ways.
3. What other things have you heard down the grapevine?
4. The 1st reunion show, there was very clearly some animosity/ stiffness/coldness on stage, why do you think it was like this? Like I feel like if they wanted to reunite they would've hashed that all out before hand right? But then covid happened and we wait 2 years and then we finally get to see them again, and they've changed. They're happy again.
sorry this took me so long to respond to !!!! ive been either working or depressed and tired mostly. im glad it was so apparent to you from listening....cause it really is like a slap in the face tbh.
frank has a TON of songs about that relationship, or that at least mention it? i think sometimes his songs reference multiple things but like there are soooo many songs that are at least partially about gerard. weighted (more about the end of the band, at least in part, like i said), stitches, guilttripping, all i want is nothing, diluted, why is love so disastrous?, choke on one another, where are my fucking pills?, underneath it all, possibly i dont know much but i know i loathe you, world destroyer, they wanted darkness, ill let you down, oceans, the resurrectionist, viva indifference, young and doomed (lol), fever dream, the host, basement eyes,ode to destruction, medicine square garden, record ender.....im serious i know i probably sound insane but there is at least one line in all of these songs that i believe are about that. gerard has way less solo stuff first of all, but also just doesnt write about it as much i thnk because its not the heartbreak perspective, from his perspecting at least in millions like hes not nearly as torn up about it so like hes just not giving it quite thhe same brain power, plus his lyrics are more like metaphor and storytelling than strictly personal like franks so it makes sense. but the bridge of no shows is VERY about the band to me.
i tend to try to avoid talking about family members of the band who are not public figures, because i think thats the most respectful option. and that stuff isnt my business. but frank has talked about being in an open relationship at the beginning of the band before, and also theres the swinger allegations. ill just say that i dont think he was ever cheating, physically or emotionally, and that everything was known and communicated.
i think that things were a little stiff at the shrine due to nerves mostly tbh. they hadnt done it in so long and they didnt know what the reception would be. i really think it was all nerves. because i think they absolutely had to put in work to repair that relationship before making the decision to play a show and go on tour. so i do chalk it up to more just being out of practice and being nervous rather than them not being close/friendly at that time. i think theres also a level of like anxiety around being to affectionate/friendly in fron of fans these days and they were still trying to figure out then how they would approach that. because i do think that thats a thing, but sometimes they also slip through that and now they DO show each other affection on stage sometimes so. you know. its a process i guess.
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Do you have any leokei hcs? Thoughts on how they got together? I think they have a severe case of the sillies
HEEHEE THEY R VERY SILLY ok so ill admit my mind always opts for the angst first so I like to think about leona seeing through cater’s masking since he’s really observant. and they bond more and find out they understand each other more than they expedted which was surprising for. like everyone. i think it would be funny if they bonded over shit talking their older siblings
something i also find really cute (credits to my little sibling for suggesting it i cant stop thinking sbt this) is like the fairy gala event in which everyone kept treating leona like a doll, nit picking at everything despite the effort he put to the point he got really frustrated (i think about leona in the fairy gala event a lot), and i like to think cater saw all that and went “wow that reminds me of my sisters”
angst aside. while dating i feel like they would enable each other to be at their WORST theyre awful influence for each other but they deserve it. they both deserve to be at their worst. riddle cant handle cater skipping class to take naps with leona
i just really want leona to let cater recharge when he’s tired and cater let leona know his efforts arent useless or unseen. you can tell im a hurt comfort lover above all im so sorry
#its so funny bc it started as a crackship at first#but then it wasnt a joke anymore.#sorry if u wanted fluff but received whatever this is instead. all i can think about is hurt/comfort#leokei#leocay#twst
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Phio what are your thoughts on The Happy Fits Achey Bones Phio
OH MY GOD HAPPY FITS ASK???!!!?!??!? OH MY GOD YOUVE BLESSED ME ON THIS DAY. I LOVE SONG ANALYSIS SO SO MUCH AND I LOVE THE HAPPY FITS BUT I AM VEY TIRED SO ILL KEEP IT SHORT i dont know if this is what you wanted but ACK WHATEVER
before i get into specifics ill just say how much i love love love how upbeat and happy most of their songs are i love how ironic it all is, i love the idea that all the songs are portrayed in a happy tune to reflect putting up that fake "carefree" attitude... I LOVE IT i love it.. anyways
first of all theres the obvious uh. "getting drunk and blacking out" connotations, but i dont think its JUST that - to me it encompasses unhealthy coping mechanisms as a hole, i.e. :
money splurging/self sabotage (ill admit this ones a bit of a stretch but stick wih me here),
unhealthy sleeping patterns (sleeping too much or too little)/denial in the form of escapism
and generally running away from your problems while still being aware of that intense guilt
(i could say more but you get the point)
the bridge makes me wonder if this is also about relationships? or i guess how unhealthy coping mechanisms can lead to the deterioration of relationships (which leads to grief and more unhealthy coping, cycle starts over again)
either the speaker (i, me, my) or the adressee (you, your) is carrying the relationship and cutting ties
i say either because its not really specified? but i think its sort of implied that the addressee is the one whos saying and doing these things
POST CHORUS THROWS ME FOR A BIT OF A LOOP BUT ILL TRY TO MAKE SENSE OF IT HERE?
at this point im gonna be very conflicted with my thoughts cause i cant fully wrap my head around it, but mmmmaaaybe its just... a third person perspective looking in on the situation like a narrator? and just pointing out to viewers/listeners/audiences the situation and going "see how life is from this perspective"?
the first one may be implying that "hey, if you dont keep yourself in check, this will be you" because of how they frame the situation as "the way of the future, the story, and the times" expressing how its a common problem thats often overlooked
but then in the second version, at the very end of the song, its proposing a more positive future. like its framing the song as a cautionary tale, and now with the knowledge and the lesson thats been taught, you can go on with your life looking out for yourself and others and creating a better future
well thats all i have to say about it analysis-wise HAHAHA hope ya enjoyed my ted talk, i love the happy fits so much i promise im not pretentious about all their songs, i just like vibing out and sometimes i just think too much about the lyrics
IF THIS WASNT WHAT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR WELL... MY OTHER THOUGHTS ARE JUST "it good!!! listen to them!!! i associate some of my ocs with this (<- i physically cant talk about my ocs unless prompted)!!!"
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hello yall !! 🌼✨
so… how was the travel ?? i heard the flight from twitter to tumblr was pretty turbulent…
anyway !! im @blueberrysunflowers but it was a side blog so i wasn’t able to have as much freedom as a main blog and here we are !! ill work on queuing up some incorrect quotes there (tho ill admit im running out) and work on posting content here <33
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what to expect on this page - gifs !! lots of it !! drabbles (threadfics), headcanons, socmed au updates, retweets and the occasional doodle !!
ships to expect from here - mainly kagehina like 90% of the time, but other ships will come up too !! (tsukiyama, daisuga, iwaoi, kiyotana, asanoya, bokuaka, sakuatsu, kuroken, ushiten, ushitenkuroken, ushidai)
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disclaimer 1 (crossposting) — i will be reposting my own older works (drabbles and whatnot) on here so that there’s some content on this page. please don’t accuse me of plagerising.. my own… works…..
disclaimer 2 (age appropriate content) - i will be posting the occasional nsfw drabble / make nsfw jokes !! do with that information as you wish but if you’re 18- please don’t interact w me those works specifically !!
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a little about me - i'm elle (she/they, 22) !! i mainly write threadfics/drabbles, social media aus and ao3 fics !! a kagehina/hinakage main til the end but i enjoy most mainpairs too !! my DMs and asks are open so feel free to say hi !! 🫶🏻✨
my other tumblr blogs! (mostly inactive…) - @queeneye (queer eye) , @exasperatedmoron (DCTV), @three-trainwrecks (unus annus), @choupielu (skam france), @blueberrysunflowers (haikyuu incorrect quotes)
ao3 — xllx / exasperatedmoron
twitter — chouyo_
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current fics published on a03 / in the works / social media aus (on twt) !!
time is nothing but a construct || 30k words of hinata visiting kageyama in italy, falling sick and having a very chaotic and domestically romantic week with his ‘best friend’ that ends in a ring !!
alls fair in love and (one-sided) war || 7k of daisuga being soulmates but instead of using the soul bond for romantic reasons, suga uses it to bring chaos (and love) into daichi’s life !!
here comes trouble (make it double) || 15k of kagehina and ushisakuatsu getting set up by their sisters because they were Very Tired of their brothers’ hopeless love lives !!
life is like a box of chocolates || 18k of married ushiten being the most domestic and in-love couple you’ll ever meet as they go grocery shopping, bake chocolate pastries and reminisce on their relationship !!
that one time at training camp where everyone swapped souls and died || 13k of crack but also wholesomeness and a shit ton of team bonding moments amongst karasuno, nekoma and fukurodani (and mainpairs) !!
what is grief, if not love persevering? || 6k of kagehina’s final days as hinata loses his battle with cancer
everything’s better with you || 4k of ushisakuatsu working perfectly together like a well-oiled machine !! (contains nsfw)
call me and tell me how much you need me || 5k of hinakage handling long distance with nudes, voice recordings and wanking off !! (contains nsfw)
kageyama tobio; a case study on what it means to belong || 6k of kageyama talking to yachi about what everyone means to him and how he found a home within his team !!
adventures in babysitting || 16k (and counting) of natsu being babysat by the various members of karasuno and slowly building her own second family !!
kagehina exchange fic 2023 || revealed in july !!
kagehina + mainpairs || a VERY long au where they both have their main twitter accounts + a secret private side account where they scream about their crushes. lots of crack and fluff!!
kagehina + mainpairs || another VERY long au where they both run secret sasaki to mivano stan accounts & are moots on those accounts without realising it + take inspiration from the show to flirt with their irl crushes !
kagehina + tsukiyama || short timeskipped au where tsukki makes a typo when talking to hinata and sends the poor man into a spiral !!
yachi + mainpairs || short timeskipped au where yachi reviews her friend’s dating profiles and finds love herself !!
kagehina + mainpairs || a VERY long timeskipped au where kagehina become roommates and kuroo tries to increase the popularity of the JNT !!
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Hello there! Can i get a match up?
My name's Briar ! I consider myself a non - binary and demisexual :) I show my love by quality time and physical affection. Which means i love Spending time with people i love OR I WILL DIE IF SOMEONE GIVES ME ANY FORM OF AFFECTION -
Physical looks:
I will admit... i have black medium length hair i with short bangs i am considering dyeng ( i forgot how to spell... ) my hair tho.
Color of my is golden beige ( if you're not sure what that is search it up ^ ^ )
I usually dress casually but sometimes i dress for fun because... nvm
Color of my eyes is "hazel"
People say i am skinny but i dont i think i really am .
I am 5'5
:: About me
I am friendly and outgoing! But wild at the same time` I wil warn you i am very curious about things and most likely the most clumsiest in my household . If i'd describe myself i'd say im someone who has a child soul i mean by that im childish; . I have lots of crazy stories to tell to anyone i meet whether they believe it or not;] people say i have the most random habits like : ranking anything or anyone or everyhing, Comforting my stuff toys because they fell of the bed. And having the most random things in my pocket i once found a homework that was given weeks ago in my pocket-
Dislikes And Likes!
Likes : Stories, Drawing comics, Gardening And Clouds
Dislikes : Carrots ( i feel like turning this to a carrots hate essay. ) ANY VEGATABLES THAT ARE GREEN, People who disturb you for no reason at all and heights..
Hobbies;
I dont think i mentioned this but im great at riding horses! One of my hobbies are : cloudwatching, stargazing, styling people, and acting:>
Relationships
I'd say im a person that will want to stay close to someone if i get close to them! I'd do anything to he with them even just walking in the oark or something simple<3 i'd love to cherish moments like that^ ^ I tend to act motherly around the people i care for! I'd say i'd love a relationship where i talk while the person im with just contently listens with all their heart°
- . #favouritecolors
ill just list them to my likings if thats fine!
| Blue
Green~
White,
Thats it because id think it will be tiring for you to read more and also because i think a turned this to an essay about myself-
Anyways ty for reading:)
Have a happy kanao;
Eventide
I match you with Kanae Kocho!
•Kanae is also someone who loves to spend time with those she loves, alongside giving them gifts
•Although rare, she does show little signs of affection such as giving you headpats or hooking her pinkie to yours
•She’s always at your side, ready to listen and comfort as appropriate and she doesn’t mind intently listening to whatever you have to say for a long time, even taking notes!
•She appreciates your motherly side a lot
•It can get tiring being the oldest in the Butterfly Estate and having everyone look up to her even though she loves them dearly, so having you for help her is a blessing and she appreciates you to no end
•She’d definitely make you butterfly hairclips, maybe ones that’d match hers!
•Really loves how pretty your eyes are and she sometimes stare at them without trying to hide it because she wants you to know just how pretty your eyes are
•Though she rarely gets time off as a hashira, she does her best to try and make time to spend with you and the other girls residing at the estate
•Doesn’t mind you accompanying her to places except for missions, she’s scared you might get hurt
•In fact, she often plans trips to Asakusa with you and Shinobu!
•I think she’d be a little reluctant about you riding horses since she’s scared you might fall off even though you assure her you won’t, but she’ll be slightly hesitant of riding one herself
•Unfortunately for you, she will try to get you to eat carrots at times for your health. It won’t be often but you will have to eat a few a couple of times
•She prefers to take you to lovely spots to cloud-gaze rather than to stargaze since it’s safer to be out in the open during the day when demons are less likely to show themselves
•She likes watching you, Sumi, Naho and Kiyo (and sometimes Aoi) try to act out scenes from stories which she likes to read to you all, it’s really cute
•As for styling, i feel like she has a pretty good sense of fashion! I mean, did you look at that butterfly haori? That thing’s gorgeous
•So you’re definitely benefiting from amazing ideas from her behalf
•She’d love to model for you as well when she has free time!
•You’re also eating your vegetables.
•She won’t force you to eat them a lot, but she’ll pout at you until you relent and eat them at least every other day
•She just wants you to remain healthy :(
•Kanae is the flower hashira, so i’ll just assume she really loves flowers! I mean they do have a garden
•So one of her hobbies is tending to the flowers and other plants in the garden alongside you!
•It’s really all fun and games until the both of you come back muddy and get scolded by Shinobu-
•She likes giving you bouquets of flowers with each of them having a specific meaning
•She really loves your childish soul, it’s such a refreshing thing in the world they live in
•She does try to get you to not let your curiosity land you in trouble
•She scolds you lightly for being clumsy but that’s only because she’s worried you might get hurt
•She knows you can’t really control it however, so she tries her best to just be there for you in case you trip or something, she’s also assigned the triplets to follow you-
•She likes to give you kokeshi dolls for you to collect!
•Does her best to get you art supplies whenever she’s in town because she loves to look at your artworks! She has a few of them hanging along the corridors of the estate
•She often asks you to rank her among the people you’ve met so far and by how fond you are of her
•She doesn’t mind if she isn’t first, in fact she’d rather you speak the truth and not tell her she’s the best simply to please her, but she would feel slightly disappointed and would do her best to..well, be the best
•She’d like to give you suggestions on which color you should dye your hair! Please do heed her advice, they’re such nice choices-
•She’d contently braid your hair, if you let her do so
•Also, your butterfly hairpin is most likely white around the centre where the veins are traced, and green around the edges where the white spots are.. (i dunno, maybe i’m just imagining one for myself i’ve always wanted one of those hairpins they’re legit so pretty)
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