back at it again with manifesting cody in the kenobi series

(bonus pic of the drawing without the shadows and my thoughts and ideas for this piece under the cut)

okay so, my thought for this piece was that Cody leaves his brothers, in the same fashion in which Finn left the Stormtroopers, meaning that he does it because he feels it is the right thing to do, after order 66. he wanders around the galaxy with no actual place to go and no real purpose without a war and decides to leave the helmet, and all memories associated with it, behind.

I drew little flowers on the side of the visor on the helmet, inspired by a fic I recently read that highlighted how important the designs and motives on their buckets must be to the clones, given that it's their main source of individuality. I like to think that he scratched them in there with a sharp stone to remind himself of the fact that he is not just a soldier, that he can be soft and delicate and beautiful and that it is not a weakness but a strength.

I also wrote "Ni'm Ni ceta" on the helmet, which translates to "I'm sorry" in Mando'a. It goes once again back to the thought of him scratching stuff into his helmet to remind himself of what he has done and to take accountability and to spent the rest of his life trying to be kind, in the hopes that the universe will forgive him for everything he's done, that he deems unforgivable.

Did an artstyle study of the gorgeous art of @iliothermia and I genuinely learned alot so I'm very thankful that he gave me permission to do this 🙏🏻🙏🏻

As usual, rambles and process pics under the cut, be warned that I talk alot because this drawing was a true labor of love both for his art and Rouge

I wanted to use elements from his art but at the same time i know how deeply personal his art is to his own life and struggles and culture so i tried to be as respectful as possible (and if I failed at that please tell me I have no problem in deleting this) and tried to minimize my use of direct elements from his art to keep it to the skull which was heavily inspired by a drawing he has done, the waves which are such a beautiful staple of his art that I just couldn't not put it and the use of candles and small floral patterns and the style of the mold, but I tried to keep the rest to things that are symbolic to the character.

While he may have restraint to not explain everything, I'm not famous for that lol, so I will be explaining the symbolism behind my choices.

Part 1: the symbolism:

The red rose is Rouge's flower and it is heavily associated with him. The meaning of it being romantic desire and passion mixed with the thorns of it perfectly sum up his position as a beautiful black widow.

Voyeurism is a big part of this drawing and it is first noticed with the eyes motif on the roses' leaves, this symbolises his response to his trauma which left him feeling like an unwanted pervert on his own self. I can talk about this aspect of his story for hours but I'll spare you lol.

The X-ray cutouts are his complicated relationship with his own body and death, it is a thing that is constantly on his mind as he suffers from suicidal thoughts but at the same time he is always running away from it in fear, but he knows that eventually, he will have to stop running.

The candles melting represent him being only wanted when he is useful, when he is giving parts of himself up for others to use and abuse, when he is lighting their lives by slowly draining his own.

The piano is one of the rare things that bring him happiness and peace, but he needs to be heavily dissociated to be able to enjoy it which is represented by the hands being disconnected from the rest of the drawing and just floating in their own reality.

The snake represents two things, one is him being venomous to those around him, the mistakes he's made, the promises he's broken, the pain he's caused etc. But it also represents those who slowly wrap themselves around him in a warm embrace, presenting themselves as a saviour in his most dire times only to end up being the ones who will hurt him the most.

The book is about his obsession with keeping track of everything and of studying people, accidentally turning himself into an unwanted voyeur on their lives to the point where he has written the life stories of many people who would never want to be remembered through his eyes in his little books.

The butterflies are him, both in the way they are seen as "the good insects" and the beautiful delicate ones despite the fact that they eat flesh sometimes, it is also related to the way his simple presence for a few minutes in someone's life can create a whirlwind of change that will leave it unrecognizable, or he can simply be another body in their bed.

The hair turning into waves is meant to reflect the way he is always drowning in his own thoughts, a hand crafted constant state of misery.

The beta fish are some of the most beautiful and colourful fish out there, yet they are seen as cheap and easy first pets, leading to them being neglected and given environments that are too small and crammed, making their beautifully slow death the only thing they can offer to their owner. I don't think I need to explain more..

The skull is probably someone he's loved, or someone he's killed, or both.

The heart is his, it is rotten and covered in mold, any love he offers is tainted by his inability to heal and it is spreading to infect every aspect of his life.

Part 2: the inspirations:

The roses are a homage to the way Rachamim always places flowers in his art, either in the background or as a focal point of the illustration, most of the flowers he uses are cultural in nature, so I opted to not reuse any of them and changed it to a flower related to my oc.

Eyes are a repeated theme in his art, whether it be angel eyes, the evil eye or anything else, and as you can tell both of these are cultural and religious and while the evil eye exists in my culture, it does not in my oc's so I didn't use it. Instead I opted to pay homage to one of his beautiful merman drawings in which he used the plants to make an eye-like shape that stares at the viewer.

I thought I was being real smart in turning the hair into waves but yesterday I saw an illustration where he did the same so rip to me thinking i was being original lol.

The snake and butterflies are my way of replicating his use of animals while trying to not directly copy any animals that have a connection to himself or his culture/religion.

The beta fish is just to reference the ever present fishies in his art. I know he uses them because they represent friendship for him and they are the only animals safe from the evil eye (thanks for the fun fact) so I uh... I don't really know if this was disrespectful or not to be honest but I tried to use a different type of fish, idk this might still be slightly problematic and again I'm always ready to delete this if it makes anyone uncomfortable.

The waves are a direct copy of how he draws the gorgeous waves in his art, another case of something I fear may be crossing the line because the waves are drawn in the style of cultural jewelry 😭

The tiny flowers are an obvious reference to his own tiny flowers that decorate his art and characters.

The skull with the candles is heavily inspired by a specific drawing of his.

The cutouts are my way of paying my respects to my absolute favourite piece of art he's done without directly copying its concept because as far as I can tell, it is a very personal and emotional piece.

The mold style is a reference to his mold man (I forgot his name I'm sorry).

And the candles are another repeated motif in his art as well as the pillars and the pant style.

And ouf I sure do talk alot don't I? I just really love the amount of things I was able to cram into this piece and I haven't even mentioned everything😭😭 I will NOT be doing this again because I'm simply not as patient as he is and as proud as I am of the result, this was torture. I hope I didn't disrespect him, his art or his culture and I genuinely tried my best to be as respectful as possible but I might have some blind spots due to our experiences being so vastly different so again, please don't hesitate to inform me if you want this deleted!

yeah I'm aware of it, and the way I found out was kinda wild bc I literally opened my twitter the other day and the very first thing I see is my own art. I was dumbfounded to say the least lmao. im still not gonna put this person on full blast bc i dont want them getting a bunch of hate for this. regardless, thank you so much for letting me know, i really do appreciate it!

and I actually was gonna make a post about this since I've always allowed reposts with permission, it was in my bio for literal years, but it seems like people could never respect my bare minimum request of at least telling me that they're gonna repost my art. I've said yes to every person whos asked for my permission, honestly bc I'm just so thankful to them for honoring that.

I think the worst part is that for too long now, i thought so little of my own work that I didn't care that much where it went. and now I realize that I make this art with my own hands with years of practice and years of improvement and hours of work, I enjoy making it and i get to put boundaries and put in an effort to protect it. while I share it here so that I can share my silly drawings with others that can enjoy it too, there's something disheartening about a repost getting way more traction than my original post, especially on a completely different site. I understand that if I wanted alot more people to see my art then I'd post it myself on twitter (and not everyone has a tumblr either), but that doesn't give other people a right to post it for me. not to mention the fact that they're exposing my art to AI scraping on other websites, even when I go through the effort of glazing/nightshading it.

basically, I'm not allowing reposts anymore. not that that'll do much in the grand scheme of things but I'm just not about it anymore bc im sick of not being given the barest modicum of consideration.

moral of the story: for the love of fucking god have some goddamn respect for artists. no matter their skill, no matter how they feel about reposts.

BUCKET LIST ☆ 03

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 14

dear diary, saiki hasn’t warmed up to me and it’s been a two weeks already. what am i doing wrong? am I too loud? do I talk too much? the girls are nice though, although i can see teruhashis eye twitch whenever she sees me talking to saiki. kaidou is lovely too, he brings me snacks and lets me ramble on and on about anything. nendou is chill too .. except for when he cannot read the room and drags me away from saiki. oh ! saiki thinks it's funny to ignore me when I try to talk to him. anyways ��� these supplements are really gross to take and the bruise that hairo gave me has not gone away completely. it's okay though, it's just something i got used to. it's a new week tomorrow and i hope kaidou brings me a pastry or something.

You shut your journal close and swing it across the room to your bed, grabbing your bag and slinging it over your bruising shoulder.

Okay it wasn't exactly Nendou's fault he tried jumping on your shoulders but shouldn't it be a given to not try when you're smaller than him? The swelling somewhat went down but the obvious black coloring was visible.

Hairo was concerned as to why the injury he gave you on your cheek was still there. All you could do was shrug it off and give him a playful smile.

Can't tell them yet.

Pushing your hair out of your face, you rush out of your house to meet your friends at the front gate. It was a daily routine, Kaidou and Nendou patiently waited for you before entering the school grounds while the others were already in class.

Although, this time it was different. It's Saiki waiting for you. A stupid smile plasters over your face, skipping over to him. You reach for his hand but he pulls back immediately. “No foolery, thanks” he says, brushing past you to go into the building. You snicker, running behind him to catch up.

Well that's new..

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 18

Kaidou had gotten a bit sick and told Saiki to walk you home after school. Who knew he would actually listen to him? You try walking at the same pace as Saiki, matching his footsteps while struggling to come up with a topic. Your expressions go from confusion to amusement as you go through ideas. He glances at you, shaking his head. “Let's not talk. I am solely doing a favor for a friend” He mumbles, clearly avoiding eye contact at the moment. You bump shoulders with him purposely to see his reaction.

Saiki walks a bit further from you, his eyes completely focusing on the path in front of you two. "I drew a bunny in class, wanna see?" You ask, leaning in to see if his eyes answer you atleast. He side eyes you, as usual. You nod, taking that as a yes and pulling out your lined paper from your bag, a cutesy bunny lazily drawn on it. Saiki exhales loudly, taking the paper from your eyes and examining it.

You clasp your hands in excitement, smiling as he continues to judge your messy drawing. "It's alright, you draw usually?" He raises an eyebrow, passing back the drawing. You copy his expression, frowning at him and slipping the paper inside his bag. "Only when I'm bored, I put it in your bag for safe keeping!" You exclaim, raising your hands and counting off your fingers. "I draw cats too, lots of flowers and .." You furrow your eyebrows, thinking of what else you like to create. Saiki simply stares at the concrete, still attentive of what you have to say.

They sure do talk alot, he thinks. He glances at you, your face scrunches up as you seem to have forgotten what you have to say. He feels his face relax, he realizes something and he doesn't like it.

Y/n is not as irritating as I thought they'd be.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 24

Kaidou and Nendou had left quite early because they had some “important” things to do. Your suspicions sparked up and you tried questioning them but they left you at the main doors.

Your lips turn into a frown, noticing the weather is a bit too gloomy. Once you feel a droplet on the arch of your nose, you let out a groan. “Man, I forgot my umbrella” you say, taking off your backpack and using it as a shield.

In the corner of your eye, you notice the blurriness of pink and immediately turn your attention to your left. “Saiki! Uhmm a little help here?” you squeak out, you can see him physically sigh. Yet he still walks over to you, no emotions present on his facial features. You give him a smile, his hand clutching an umbrella.

“Guessing you didn’t bring one” He points out, opening the umbrella and putting it over the two of you. You take this as a chance to get one conversation in. Saiki gives out plain answers as he answers your questions after question.

“You play video games?”.

“Eh”.

“You watch anything cool?”.

“Sometimes”.

“I wanna dye my hair the same color as you, Saiki”.

This sentence of yours causes him to peek at you, with a shake of his head he tells you, “I rather not be twins with you, thanks”.

You suck your teeth in disappointment, your brusing shoulder bumping into his. He takes note of this and frowns a bit. “Still hurts?”, “Well, obviously”, “Just wondering”. The bland responses you and Saiki are giving each other is starting to irritate you.

You puff, stepping infront of him to stop him in his tracks. His eyes show curiosity, waiting for you to say something atleast memorable. You inhale deeply, your hands behind your back and wondering why you need to be validated by him.

Maybe you like him, maybe not.

“Why don’t you like me?!” You demand, the rain pouring down harder as awkward seconds pass by of Saiki staring at you in complete silence. He drops the umbrella, sighing quietly. The rain dampens his hair, and you really wish this moment did not feel dramatic but it did. You hit him with a sour look, to which he really did not like because he snaps back at you. Kinda.

“Stop assuming things, I am simply keeping my distance. Let’s not overthink this”.

Your face drops, gazing down the heavy drops of water running down your legs and ruining the stickiness of your bandaids. Saiki follows your gaze, immediately putting the umbrella over you. You fold your arms in a childlike manner, waiting for him to offer kind words.

“Let’s get you new ones, okay?” He points down at your legs hesitantly, worried that you may say no to his suggestion.

To his surprise, you let your stubbornness go and nod with a small smile. “Your house, right??! Then let’s go”. You go under the umbrella with him and speed up the pace more than before. Saiki glimpses at you, your wet hair looking more luscious than usual. He feels sudden warmth through his chest, wondering why he even sticks around you. Maybe it’s because the gloominess of the day could not change your sweet but sarcastic demeanor.

Good grief, he thinks, I wish they were more infuriating.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AUGUST 31

dear journal or diary, whatever, i'm slowly but surely getting close to saiki but wait .. jeez, i feel so tired all the time. and pretty weak in the bones, i think it’s the illness ? haha, well that’s okay. but ! my parents have been filling up my diet with fruits and vegetables because of it which is sooo tiring. also, why did the doctor forget to tell me that random bruises will appear? i look like a rotten apple. it’s getting tiring to hide but it’ll be worth it once im better and cured! just gotta take more supplements ..

You drop your pen, look at the journals margins and see “october 5, doctor appt at 9am”. Your finger pads rub against the fresh bruises on your knees, your eyes drooping to a low level. You mumble out “Just .. have to take supplements” over and over. You rest your head on your cold pillow, your thoughts merging together into a mess.

Just have to take supplements, will I die? No, I like my friends. I hope I live. Doctor said last time I been making progress. It’ll be worth it at the end.

You spiral into a deep sleep after such horrific thinking, your dream consisting of you and Saiki playing tag you’re it.

“I got you!” You laugh, to which Saiki replies with a laugh louder than yours.

“You got me!” He replies, his whole aura full of fluorescent colors as your dream appears to end. The scenery fades away, waking you up and leaving you pondering. The dream was too rushed. You turn to your journal and scribble harshly on the naked paper.

dreaming of Saiki? that's so absurd. whatever, he's still rude and mean and i don't like him ! at all.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 4

The hallway is exceptionally quiet, all you can hear is your shoes click clacking. You had forgotten your regular school shoes and had to bring in fancier shoes than usual. Which almost got you in trouble with Matsuzaki but he was already yelling at Nendou for his stupid haircut .. again. Your books are tucked inside your arms as you walk hurriedly across the squeaky floor. “Okay just gotta get home .. just gotta-” THUD.

You look down in devastation, your clumsiness always comes out in the worst times and sadly, one of those times is now. Looking down at your scattered books, you kneel down and collect your books. You twist and turn to grab your favorite possession of all but ..

Someone’s foot is set upon your new and crispy book, you huff and swat their foot away. “Jeez, get your foot off! You probably have shit on it” You scowl, attempting to pull the book out of underneath their foot.

“Jane Austen”.

You slowly look up and see Saiki towering over you, but this time he isn’t intimidating or belittling you. He actually looks .. lovely? Okay, maybe that’s too much of a affectionate word. Although, the way the sunlight was reflecting off his glasses and the wind is slightly blowing his hair in a movie like manner-

Darn, the wind ! Who even opened the window ?!?! I can't find this lame excuse of a specimen attractive !

Carefully, you stand up, your books all jumbled up in your crossed arms. You cannot help but stare at him, but so is he, therefore you’re allowed to stare back right?

“Yeah” You softly utter, your blinking decreasing as your eyes flicker from his eyes to his hair to his lips. “She's a genius” Saiki bluntly comments, reaching down and snatching up your book. He dusts it off and hands it to you, his face softens up and you only notice this because you cannot tear your eyes away from him.

“That she is” Your eyes drop to the floor, your finger brushing against his as you grasp the book. You look up at his expression, expecting him to look at you in slight disgust.

He just looks at you blankly.

“Get home” he suggests, no, he tells you. You tilt your head in confusion, wondering why he even decided to converse with you in the first place. You watch him walk away in silence, your heart beating from the interaction.

He could have just walked by so why did he … your thoughts trail off, your fingers caressing your book cover. Maybe he’s not so bad.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 8

Physical fitness is not your strongest aspect, therefore gym class is not the highlight of your day unlike …

Him.

Your eyes wander to Saiki, whose turn it is to kick the ball and you’re right in front of him which makes you nervous. This is your first time having to play such game with him and you're praying that he's awful at it.

He might hit me or something .. no maybe he’ll be gentle.

You smile obnoxiously at him after the teacher blows the whistle, signaling him to kick the ball. He ignores you, as always. You see him visibly sigh as he kicks the ball. You squint, the ball seems to becoming directly to your face.

BAM !

The ball comes full force onto your nose, your head tilting back and you stumble back. You moan in annoyance, grabbing your nose and the spewing of blood spills on your gray shirt. You hear a faint “Yikes” and know it's Saiki’s antisocialness being aware that he hit you quite harshly by accident.

Yeah, this is going to leave a bruise. You can feel your head becoming light, your stumbling continuing as you feel dizziness. You collapse with a loud thud, and see a blurry image of Aren rushing to you along with Kaidou. Why am I always in pain ..

You wake up in a jolt, your lips trembling as the coldness of the room hits you like a breeze.

“Hey, you look awful”.

You spun your attention to your side, and see Saiki holding onto your finger. You look down at him with fear, solely because this isn’t like him? He notices the look on your face and immediately lets go, his coughing trying to cover up the tension in the room. “Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were .. okay” He says, sitting back on the spinning chair. His eyes seem to dart from every feature to another on your face. You clear your throat, grabbing fistfuls of the blanket on top of your lap.

“Did I bruise?” You question. Saiki just nods, holding up his phone’s camera to your face so you could see the atrocious injury on your nose. You wince, scrunching up your face to see if it hurts.

Yup, it stings.

Saiki clicks the camera button, causing you to groan at him as he tries to hide his smile as he turns off his phone.

"Memories" He insists, "I'll keep this to embarass you". You poke his arm excessively, in a way to hurt him but to not exactly cause pain. "Keep one eye open at night, Kusuo Saiki!"

The both of you continue to bicker, you did not take note of this at the moment but Saiki's eyes were glimmering. He truly is seeing you as a friend.

Perhaps, something else, he never knows nor does he want to know. All he knows is you don't irritate him as much as he'd thought you would.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 12

You’re piling up strawberries on Saiki’s lunch tray, he seems to not care but you know he’s definitely annoyed. You smirk as he places them back one by one on your tray, not even sparing you a glance.

“Hey, atleast try to look like you’re tired of my bullshit” You splutter, clicking your tongue in annoyance as you see that your efforts to make him flip out on you are not working.

“Such a potty mouth, huh?” He says agitatedly, his voice oddly raspy and low. Your cheeks immediately turn pink, you’re not sure if it’s his expression or the sound of his voice that has you all flustered. You look at your friends who are next to you and Saiki, but none of them seem to take notice of this conversation taking place.

You focus on Saiki again, struggling to speak but no words seem to slip out. He quickly cocks his eyebrows up in a teasing manner, dropping his chopsticks on his tray and fleeing the scene. Leaving you in awe but in a flushed manner.

That was .. hot of him .. ok Y/n what’s wrong with you !

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 16

Kaidou and Nendou invited you to a pastry bakery, along with Saiki to try out some new sweets. So there you are, in your wrinkly school uniform to which Kaidou points out and you hear Saiki slightly snort at the comment.

You flick whipped cream at Saiki’s cheek from your strawberries and cream snack, his face falling to a stoic look. You instantly regret the decision as he wipes it off with a napkin. You slowly turn to Kaidou with a horrific expression, he just whistles and looks around as if he saw nothing. Nendou, of course, is devouring the heavenly angel cake slice he ordered. You feel a tap on your shoulder, you cringe at first, terrified to see Saiki's face. You awkwardly grin at him and he tilts his head at you, booping your nose to leave cream hanging.

You screech silently, using your bare hand to clean off your nose. He slightly smiles.

“What a pain you are”.

You blink slowly at him, wondering if what you saw is just another delusion.

Did he just smile at me ?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 22

With a mischievous smile on your face and your stable cell phone service, you call Saiki's house phone to invite him out for a bike ride. Crossing your fingers, you hope that his mother picks up, knowing that she’ll force him to go out with his school friend.

And .. she does!

Saiki is not so thrilled with the fact that you trapped him with you for the next four hours, but you really needed some alone time with him until your body gave out on you.

“I like your bike, matches your glasses” You say softly, patting Saiki’s lime green bicycle’s seat. It was double seated and you’re wondering if he brought this one out on purpose. “Don’t you have one with just one seat? You so wanted to be close-” he huffs loudly, “Just get on, try not to fall”.

You smile tenderly, watching Saiki slide onto the front seat. He pats the seat behind him with a blank look, urging you to hurry up.

“Oh right” you say, climbing on and carefully placing your hands on his shoulders. He turns to you with a small smile.

“I won't let you bruise” He whispers, just loud enough for you to hear. You freeze, smiling sheepishly. Not knowing if you were suppose to hear that or not.

“Yeah .. I hope you don’t”.

So there you go, riding the neighborhoods with wind blowing at you both. Your hands cling to either Saiki's shoulders or waist.

He doesn't mind at all.

⠀⠀⠀⠀SEPTEMBER 28

You sigh, examining your face and legs in your body mirror. Your eyes trailing from bruise to bruise, trying not to laugh at how much of a color palette you are right now.

“This is so going to be the death of me” You mumble, plastering bandages on your leg injuries to avoid rising questions from your friends.

They already wondered, well everyone but Saiki how you got so many bruises and why they never seemed to disappear. Aren asked if you got into fights, you laughed with him and you shook your head no. Kaidou seems to be extra cautious with his surroundings when he's with you. It bothered you that he had to do that for you but he was just being protective.

Teruhashi once found your pills in a case in your backpack when she asked to borrow a pen from you. You simply told her they were supplements, and it was the truth. She dropped the subject and never mentioned it again, but you could see worry flash on her face everytime she sees you.

Honestly, you don't think your condition is bad, and your illness isn't too bad. Everyone just exaggerates, and it can be cured easily. Although your diagnosis came so late, you fear it might turn you to ashes before you could fix it.

Rubbing your eyes, your bones are aching and begging you to get some rest. Your body is practically screaming in capital letters, you ignore it as you button up your shirt. You force a smile, wiping the mirror clean of dust as you look over your tired reflection.

"Let's go, again" You give yourself a thumbs up and go on your way to school.

☆☆☆

Saiki did not want to admit it, but he notices how your bruises show up and how tired your eyes look. Your fatigueness may be the most visible problem of yours, but nobody else really notices it.

Except for him of course.

So when you show up to class in an ironed shirt and clean shoes, he feels obligated to ask if you're really okay. He wishes he could read your mind right now but your thoughts are so disarranged he cannot pick them apart individually. Although, he has an easier time reading them when you're worn out. He doesn't like reading your thoughts, he feels as if it is invading your personal space. Maybe you aren't ready to tell people what is happening, and he wants to respect that.

He sighs, knowing his powers are pretty useless as of right now. He senses something truly bad is occurring to you, that's why he tries to create some distance between you two. Saiki does not want to get close to you in case you will not be around for too long.

He has failed, obviously.

He twirls his pen and looks at you resting your head on the desk. His eyes glance down at his notebook, his scribbles about you in vague sentences.

Y/n is sick. illness? bruises, fatigue, weight loss a bit? what illness.

He scratches his head, wracking his brain to come to at least one conclusion. His gaze drops down to your legs, the multiple bandages stuck to your skin only makes him wince.

They're trying so hard to hide it, why?

You snore quietly, making Saiki abandon his thinking. He slightly smiles, his pen scribbling once again on the paper.

They snore. Wish I found it annoying.

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oh my god. its funny how there's 2 scotts and one of them i just adore, he's like a dad for me and i always there to watch his vods (bc i sleep while he's streaming)

and the other one..... um.... i'm not saying that he's bad, but i don't really likes him. he maybe good, but its not for me

and you're saying that they like similar to each other... i'm not seeing it (maybe bc im not watching one of them, lol), but i'll wait to read your opinion on this c:

- 🔥

LMAO YEAH. non-american timezones are mad unfair, I rarely catch streams at all 😔😔

regarding mister shmajor:

"...a bit too bitchy for your taste?" :J

but yeah impulse has such incredible dad energy!! i think it's rlly cute you think of him that way 😭😭

i will probably talk abt it more in the coming days or so cus I've been rotating impulse in my mind quite a bit of recent, but since you've given me an excuse...... (scott/impulse parallels and brainrot thoughts under the cut) (i think it's only me who sees these but yanno. fun)

for the record this is specifically life series scott and impulse but i tend to incorporate elements of other series into my headcanons too 👍

they're both:

very logic-orientated people. they tend to gravitate towards looking for the solution that makes the most sense rather than acting on instinct.

the designated "responsible one" in their respective groups, a role neither of them really asked for but kind of just ended up finding themselves in. it's not that either of them Hate having to be the responsible one but they certainly tire of it at times.

^ because of that, they also tend to somewhat isolate from said groups when things go wrong cus they're used to relying on themselves instead of looking for help. think (former) dogwarts impulse.

i joked abt this with the screenshot already lol but both of them have a bitchy streak. impulse's is alot less talked about and tends to be "tamer" than scott's but it's definitely there (it's more noticeable when skizz is nearby)

both can hold grudges FOREVER while acting like they couldn't care less.

when they're freed from that "responsible one" role, they both tend to enter this freaky gremlin mode where they start giggling and pulling dumb pranks.

they're both smooth-talkers who can hide their real emotions really well ESPECIALLY compared w/ other ppl in the series. sometimes they do it on purpose other times it's almost more of an instinctual thing.

the key difference is that impulse is more emotionally mature than scott. scott closes himself off in fear of being vulnerable while impulse is always to sit down with you and have a heart-to-heart. impulse has "settled down" a lot more, so to speak, and isn't quite as dramatic or in need of attention or approval.

it results in impulse feeling like a lot warmer of an individual, he's not intimidating because he's not trying to be (even though he very much has the ability).

anyway uh i rlly want to write or draw some sort of one shot where impulse takes scott under his wing a bit. i think they'd be good for eachother's character development is all.

Hello, may I please have a matchup for Honkai star Impact?

For Appearance small, have dark blonde hair in a messy ponytail with dyed blonde hair tips, pale skin and blue eyes and freckles and usually wear baggy clothes like hoodies or just wear t shirts

. I'm an INTJ, when I find something that I like or could be good use for me I work hard, I don't really have many friends and struggle to make them, I often don't get a lot of sleep and often get tired, I sometimes have dark thoughts and find my self getting self conscious if I talk too much or accidentally annoy someone, I keep my feelings to myself but I also enjoy asking questions and sensing when things go wrong or just to keep myself sane, I often daydream and lose track in time by doing so and I'm quite clever and often plan things, I try to understand others perspective and try to act rational and try to calm things down, but I often hold in my anger and sometimes hit my head against the wall when I'm alone and frustrated with my thoughts and sometimes I blame myself for almost everything but keep my struggles to myself and try not to let myself get pushed around

For my interests and hobbies, I often enjoy drawing and thinking to myself and think of making my stories, I also listen to music alot and enjoy grading at times, I also enjoy learning history and different cultures and religions

(Also some notes about myself, I have low blood pressure and Autism, OCD but I often mask theses)

Hi! Thank you for your request! You didn't mention a male or female preference so I've given you one of each. I hope you like your matchup!

In Honkai Star Rail, I match you with...

Caelus is very hard to annoy so you won't have to worry about him getting irritated if you talk too much.

On the contrary! Caelus loves listening to you talk. He likes your voice and always finds something interesting in what you have to say. If you start to talk less, he'll encourage you to feel comfortable talking around him.

Loves to daydream right alongside you. The other people on the Star Rail walk by confused as you both stare into the distance, your thoughts clearly elsewhere.

Also enjoys listening to music with you. Whenever he brings back a new record, he'll put it on and listen to it with you.

Caelus would love to dance with you while listening to music. Whether it's all out dancing, or just slowly swaying, he's not picky. But if you prefer to just sit and appreciate the music, he's happy with that as well.

Admires your rational nature but also appreciates that you can stand your ground. It's a comfort to him.

Caelus will do his best to make sure you talk about your problems. He knows you prefer to keep things to yourself, but he want you to know that he's there for you if you need to talk.

I also match you with...

Yes, the other version of the main character!

I see Stelle as someone who also struggles to make friends. She seems more forward than Caelus and I think this would come across as being abrasive to people that she doesn't know.

But now that she has you, that doesn't bother her as much.

Enjoys learning about different cultures as well. She travels around a lot with the Star Rail so she's got lots of things she can tell you about the places she's been.

Stelle will encourage you to be more open with your feelings. She's sure it can't been good bottling up your emotions and she wants to make sure you're doing okay mentally.

But she won't push you too much to open up. The last things she want to do is push you away and see you close off to her as well.

Stelle will make sure you know she likes listening to you talk. She'll also try to research topics that you talk about often so she can join you and talk about those things as well.

Heya, can I get a Creepypasta matchup?

My name's Altair/Al, I'm 19, Bisexual and go by they/them but he/him or she/her works too! I'm 5'7, with black, really choppy (as in kitchen scissors at 3am type choppy) short hair and dark brown (almost black) eyes. My fashion sense is all over the place tbh, but i usually wear the same 3 oversized black band tees all the time along with baggy jeans (that are somehow still too long even when i wear them with 4 inch platforms) and a bunch of random accessories (i fidget with them alot when i'm anxious). 100% an introvert, but I can warm up to people pretty quickly though. Not sure if I think alot before i act lol, i kinda just do whatever comes to mind (and may or may not regret it later), I kinda just laugh at any bad situations that comes my way (and panic about them internally). I draw in my free time, also tried to play the guitar at some point, and spent way too many hours googling random facts on the internet (usually about animals and human biology). My favorite genres of music are emo, 80s rock and some metal, but im always down for any other genres aswell. I also have a very... questionable, sleep schedule, I either sleep at 8pm and wake up at 4am, or sleep at 4am and wake up at 1pm. I also have 2 cats (Lizard and Tangerine) and a dog (Shortie). Not really the most physically affectionate person but my friends told me i give nice hugs lol.

-Thank u for your time <3

Alright alright! This one was a bit difficult to do but I have come to a decision! No I did not spend all night looking through old wikis and forgetting about my ask box

ZERO!

FRIENDSHIP

Zero is not that well known in the mansion, she's much more abrasive and rude than the rest of the female creeps

But one night she walks in on you cutting your hair with scissors over a sink and something just clicked

Definitely seems like the opposite of you sometimes, but you'd be the first friend she had in a long time

So be prepared for her to be the overprotective extrovert of your friendship

She's probably steal your accessories all the time, but with her being color blind (Monochromacy) she can't tell if they match her outfit

Be prepared to see her in her normal black and white stripes with jarring colored accessories

God help anyone that is slightly mean to you because she'll destroy them mentally

She'd probably ask you to help her with pranks at some point, but know that her pranks often go too far

She's not that physical either, given her upbringing in a bad home and the bullying

However she loves your laid back personality and how you react to things, thinks it's funny in an endearing way

She doesn't sleep... only passing out when she gets way too tired, so she'll stay awake with you the moment you say you cant sleep

She's never had pets so she's a bit nervous that your cats wont like her and tries to stay away from them

DATING

During dating Zero is much kinder, she's still got a bit of Alice in her even after taking over so she has the fear that it's all some joke to be played on her

Constant gifts, you'll find new boots and accessories all the time from her just giving them to you

Although she can't tell the difference between light pink and a light grey so heads up

If she sees you with one of the gifts she gets ecstatic, a ton of compliments and attention

The thought that you actually like her enough to wear the things she gets for you makes her knees weak

She's only had one person really care for her like you do so she's even more protective now

If she sees someone talking to you in a slightly flirty tone or a mean tone there will be a glare down from her

This is when she becomes more affectionate to you please give her a hug she needs it but is still a bit wary with it

Cuddles with her are top tier, she will not let go and makes sure you're comfortable with pillows and blankets

Zero will listen to every weird fact you tell her, yeah she'd make fun of it every once in a while but never interrupts you when talking about weird things you found on the internet

She'll start warming up to your pets, passing out whenever they come snuggle up to her

This is how she finds out she's a dog person, your poor dog will also be just as spoiled as you

My heart will go on ~ ❦

Part 3

꧁  Synopsis: Wataru and Reader play the main characters in the theater club’s romance play , which will be shown after dusk at Yumenosaki’s theater. How would the reader respond to the play’s kiss scene given that the person they will kiss is none other than their long-time love interest Wataru?꧂

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There are a lot of people in the theater. Kids, adults, and teenagers are all waiting for the theater club's spectacular play, directed by Wataru, to begin. 

Fortunately, with the assistance of the student council, everyone is kept under control. "Lights, check! Sounds, check! Everything is in order; no need to worry." As a member of the Broadcast Committee, Nazuna ensures that any events taking place on stage run smoothly. A few weeks ago, reader asked Nazuna and the entire Broadcast Committee to assist with the lighting, sound, and other aspects of their play. Nazuna felt honored to be able to assist with the theater club's play, so he and the rest of the broadcasting community worked tirelessly to support the play's stage. "It appears that all seats are taken," Eichi and Tori had just entered the theater. There were no more seats available for them to sit on, as they looked around. Tori was agitated because he hadn't expected the school to let the the audience in earlier than what they have been told. Upset by the lack of their seats, he throws a fit but keeps it low as he doesn't want to draw attention from the people inside the theater, claiming it would ruin the mood. When they thought that all hope was lost, Yuzuru enters with a few stacks of chairs while they were looking for a place to stay. "I knew there wouldn't be enough seats for the student council, so I brought chairs for us so we could watch the play comfortably." His quick thinking saved the student council's legs, and they took a seat in the middle back of the theater, where they could see the entire stage and its audience. 

The lights gradually dim, and the audience falls silent. and before they knew it, the play had begun.

“Don't you think it's a lovely day in our kingdom, brother?“ , “It is ! It appears the goddess Tyche had blessed us with her grace because of the royal wedding“. The cast members were doing an excellent job with the first few scenes. There were a lot of comedic scenes in the first half, and there was a lot of laughter in the theater. 

"y/n is taking their time with Shu; their scene is almost here and they're nowhere to be found." Backstage, a worried Hokuto awaits the reader. Two scenes have already passed, and reader will appear in the fourth scene, but they haven't appeared since Shu and Mika took them. Upon hearing that reader hasn’t arrived yet ,One of the members of the theater club offered to fetch reader. "I'm sorry for being late! I had to enter from the back of the theater in order to hide my costume," you arrived just in time. Hokuto and the club member stare at you with big eyes; no words can describe how phenomenal the costume looked on you.”uhm..right! microphone !” Some members of the broadcasting committee assisted you backstage by placing the stage microphone on you, and you were ready to enter the stage. You made a stunning entrance as soon as the third scene ended. As a result of your acting and costume, the audience felt as if they were a part of the play and were deeply moved by your performance.

After a few scenes, An intermission is issued. With the time allotted, the cast members and props crew begin to put together the following scene. You sat on your chair, slouching as if you were about to fall off. "I feel so tired; I didn't feel this exhausted when delivering lines during practice; maybe I was into my role alot," you thought. You looked around your table for your water bottle, but it wasn't there. You're tired and thirsty, just great. 

"You did well, y/n!" exclaims Tomoya as he walks toward you. He hands you a warm water bottle; he had distributed a few before running to you. "Everyone seemed to enjoy your performance; I'm sure they'll enjoy the final performance as well." You smiled, your mood slightly changing. You were feeling a different type of emotion rather than excitement. But you couldn't put your mind into it. "Looks like Hibiki-senpai is assisting other club members, but that's ok, let's get ready for the next scene; the final act is almost upon us, right? I'm sure the audience is eager to see what happens." You were nervous, there it was. You and Wataru had never practiced the final arc fully , which contained the kiss scene. You were worried about how it would turn out. You tried to think of something else, but the sound of your club members' chatter is distracting you.

"y/n?" Tomoya asked, watching how your mood changed. The door swung open, and there stood Shu and Mika, who was holding another of your costumes. "Perfecto! My costume is exactly as I had hoped!" He was very pleased with how your first costume looked on you, and he is now on to the second one. You excuse yourself to Tomoya and accompany Shu to fit your final costume. "Don't be late again!" he sighs, his thoughts drifting back to how your mood had changed earlier. He's bothered by it and wants to do something about it. He rushes out of the fitting room after finishing his preparations.

When the intermission is over, it's back to acting. The plot thickens as the play progresses. There were some sad scenes as well as some funny ones. You were doing an excellent job as usual until you noticed your hands were slightly trembling. You were exhausted, but you persevered until your screen time was up. You sat down to catch your breath as you were exhausted. All of the acting and voicing had worn you out to the point of trembling. Tomoya notices your tired state and panics as he asks if you're all right. You told him you were just tired, "I'm fine, no need to worry." 

He rushes back to the dressing room to get your water, leaving you alone once more. You were debating whether you should entrust your role to your understudy at this point. Your understudy has most likely practiced with Wataru before, so they'll know exactly what to do for the final act. The abrupt change may alter how people perceive the plot depending on the actor's performance, but if someone as tired as you were to continue, how would your lines impact the audience? You, like everyone else involved in this play, wanted it to be the best play anyone had ever seen. When Tomoya arrives, you announce that you will be swapping roles with your understudy. "But the final act is about to begin! Switching roles right now would require us more time". he tried to persuade you to change your plans, but you had already made up your mind. He assists you and your understudy in preparing for the final act, knowing had has had no more chances of changing your mind. 

“Hm ? Y/n isn’t on stage ?” , “Perhaps they have switched with their understudy because of a problem that arose back stage. Understudies in plays usually take over their partner’s role whenever accidents happen”. Yuzuru and Tori engage in a small chat as they are confused to see someone else is on stage. Just like the two of them , the audience were also drawn back by the sudden change of roles. However the thought leaves their mind as your understudy brings out powerful lines , making them believe that no changes were made because of their acting. (To be completely honest your understudy kind of looked similar to you , so the thought of you leaving the play didn’t really stick out too long Yknow. Win win )

You catch a glimpse of Wataru from the side of the stage where you won't be seen. He appeared unconcerned; he was a true professional. You admired his acting, facial expressions, and appearance from afar. You were drawn to him because of his presence; he was a truly a star. Brighter than any stage lights showering him 

You look away when he returns your gaze. Walking away from the backstage as you have no us to be there for the moment. You felt a little guilty for not consulting him about your decision. Not just to him, but to everyone else Involved in this play. "Maybe I need to cool off," you reasoned, notifying one of the backstage crew that you were heading to the school to “look for your ID” ( this was a lie but you were going to school). At this point, one of your top priorities should be to calm down. Explaining to Wataru and the rest can happen after the play is over. 

You left the theater and went to Yumenosaki's rooftop. The cool air dries your sweat, and you gradually relax. Looking down at the theater, wondering if the play is over because you heard applause. Thinking back, you realize how hard everyone worked on the play. Sure you might’ve been tired but rationally You know the real reason you left at the conclusion of the play. Deep down in your heart . It was because you didn't want to undermine all of the hard work that everyone had put into the show. Wataru was skilled at dividing the work whilst making it enjoyable. You admired him so much that you wondered if the universe would let you be with him. A small smile appears on your face as you look up to the sky. “I’m sure the noise of the audience leaving the theater will awaken me, a short nap won’t hurt right ?” All your thinking had made you sleepy , and you decide to rest on the rooftop seats. Your body and mind fell asleep in the cold air the moment you decided to close your eyes. 

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"How long was I asleep?!" you jolted awake, as the sudden sensation of bed sheets confused you. You were perplexed; how did you end up in the clinic, and who transported you? "The stars tonight are admirable; they shine brightly ! but couldn't my partner have chosen a more comfortable spot to relax?" Wataru was standing beside your bed, walking down as he noticed your surprised expression. Based on your reaction, it appears you were attempting to conceal yourself from him. Sure, you intended to explain yourself, but the embarrassment and disappointment you were experiencing up until this point were bothering you. How are you going to justify such a hasty decision? 

You inquire about the play, hoping to reduce the dead air that surrounds you both in the clinic. He goes on about how everyone enjoyed it and how flowers were thrown onto the stage. Everyone was having fun until the end, all but one person. “me ?” you said. He easily pointed out that you were feeling a little unhappy in yourself earlier, and he could tell from a distance that you were already planning on letting your understudy take over for you. "You deserved those cheers from the audience," he said, adding that "everyone who worked hard on this lovely play should have been rewarded equally with an amazing applause!" His words were truly touching; you expected him to be disappointed, but instead, he was cheering you up. 

You hid beneath the bed sheets since you couldn't face him. "I'm sorry I left the play! I was just worried that I wouldn't be able to make a good impression in the final act so I passed my role to my understudy. I know what I did was self-absorbed, and I deserve to be lectured, so say whatever you want right now, and I'll understand it-" The bed sheets rise slightly above your head, allowing your face to be seen. With slow movements, he comes forward to your face; softly kissing your lips. It was unexpected, and his sudden action turned your face bright red. "You need not to be so hard on yourself, everyone has moments in their lives where they can't continue on, and you, my fated partner, are no exception," he patted your head while smiling down at you; “ Your decision was understandable, a tired actor needs breaks after all “. He was truly one-of-a-kind. All of your nervousness and tiredness vanished at that moment, and his comfort put you at ease.

Your heart sank when you realized Wataru had just kissed you. Focus reader- HE HAD JUST KISSED YOU. “S-Shouldn’t you be helping with the cast send the audience away from the theater ?!”, “Could you have slept at a better place hmm~?”. He was cheering you on and making you smile and laugh at this point. Wataru is pleased with your reactions. Because seeing you happy makes him happy, the universe may have allowed you two to be together. He is happy to be living as an idol and your partner as long as you are by his side.

Once you were feeling alright you and wataru went back to the theater in order to explain yourself to your club mates. Wataru wasn’t mad at you for making your understudy take your role , but you still have got to explain yourself. There were a few cast members still present in the theater because of the stuff that needs to be packed away and the moment they all see you two together laughing and sharing smiles , oh boy they knew , they knew that the play is finally over. And the fated couple has finally found each other

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AUTHORS NOTE: AAAAND WE’RE DONE ! All parts have been finished and I can finally sleep- lol kidding haha (finished this at like 6:20 am). Thank you to those who liked this series ! This is my first time doing it and I kid you not it was kind of tricky catching the character’s personality when writing. I’ll improve more and would love to do more of these ! I am open to criticism and requests as usual ! ^—^ /

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Part 1 , Part 2

I lost my home.

Well, let me explain some things first. I’m a turkhis person who learned english as a second language, so bare with me if I write wrong or have mistakes in general. I don’t know if any of you know but turkey had a major earthquake a few days back and it’s still  happening constantly. Even they are after shocks, it still happens alot. So, I was living in this apartment at the top floor with my mother, and we had a lovely syrian family as a neighboor. We moved there after our grandmother kicked us out and we had to live on the streets for some time (I think two to three months?) untill we got the house. (The reason it took long was because the previous owners was still leaving the house.) After we got the house, we didn’t had lamps to shine our rooms, or furnitures or anything in our house. It was ours though, and we were happy about that, it was better than the streets of turkey if you ask me. It had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, one kitchen, two living rooms, so imagine how this house is. I’m saying house because it was our house, not just an apartment, it felt comfy, cozy, it felt everything to me. I never had my own room untill we got that house, and I felt how one can have their own house, own things, even a bed, or a carpet, I was so happy and you can imagine my happiness as a young kid who didn’t know shit expect living and surviving. I made a make shift futon the first night, and our furniture came after a week. We added lights after three days, and to that point we were using candles. I burned myself like a idiot twice, it was an accident, and I’m a very clumsy person. We lived there (with my sister as well, she’s 6 years older then me now, and she’s married.) I think 5-6 years, maybe more, but I had so many memories that I kept inside that room of mine. Small rocks from where I visited, my clothes, some of them were given by my mother, from 80′s and 90′s, old news papers that was from 2000′s, and my father’s lovely discs of movies, I remember few of them but I know I watched all of them, my drawings from my school years, my pictures with my family, my favorite plushies that were given me by people who cared about me alot. I’m not going to talk about my past life, but more on this apartment, what happend in there, and how I’m here right now. So, before a week ago, my sister wanted us to come to her (now) husband’s city, since she was living in there. I hate traveling, because I hate to put bags and move, sit in a buss for a day, no, not for me, but since it was my sister’s special day, I had to. My mother didn’t wanted to go either because she’s sick, her legs and her back got broken by a car accident that happend when I was 13. Since then she’s okay, healed, but still has her problems, such as not holding heavy things, getting tired easly, more so and fort. So staying in a car one day was not for her, but she had to go, it was her daughters special day and well, both of us decided to accept it. I have a pet Budgie, his name is Charlie, and he came with us as well, because it became my sister’ budgie, but we were taking care of him because she was busy with her work and all that. Taking him with us was a great choice. I didn’t bringed too much, my laptop, equipment, some clothes to wear, other things that you took with you when you travel.  But I forgot one thing. My Graphics tablet, my drawing tablet, Wacom, and at the time I thought,  “Oh, I’m gonna be back anyways, might as well not take it, no one will steal it.”... I don’t remember when, but the first eartquake happend, it was two days after my sisters wedding. It was 04:23 AM. I felt the shake while I was sitting on the ground, talking with my friends, about some random shit that I don’t remember it now. I couldn’t realise how that was just, horrible and serious, untill I was... Too late. We talked about the earthquake for a bit, most cities that felt was alot, and one of them was my city, my home, and I thought “Okay, my apartment building is old, but it won’t fell, nothing will happen.” I was totally wrong. Then I went to sleep. Thinking that everything is fine. When I woke up by the sudden cries of my mother, I was confused, like wtf is going on, and my sister’s cry came, and my father who came to visit my sister for her wedding, looked at me like I’ve done something wrong, and my father, never looked at me like that, ever. I got up, asked what happend, then with a horrifyingly, my mother screamed at me, telling me that, our house, is now gone. I couldn’t believe it of course, like how can you believe it when a person suddenly says that you lost your damn home, a damn building, like how?? Then I learned by my father that there was a second earthquake happend, which caused my whole apartment building falling into cracks of nothingness, my memories? my mothers car? everything? yeah, all gone. Poof. As of now I’m writing this, I’m still staying with my sister, and her husband, while my mother is back in my home city, and my building? It went on the news, because It was placed in the middle of the most populated area of the city. My belongings? They are gone, with my clothes, my memories, my drawing tablet, everything. The only funny and grime part is the fact that while the earthquake was happening second time there was a thief who was going to rob some of the houses, I think ours but I don’t know, he died in there. Suffocating to his death, while he tried to stole. Does he deserve it? I don’t know, I’m no god. If you are asking for my neighboor, she’s fine, her kids are safe, but I don’t know what happend to the other home owners, everyone knew each other in the apartment so no one recognised the thief, that was the funny part to me. I don’t feel pity, not anything along those lines, I cannot, that’s just not in my book. I’m not writing this to get attention, or pity, or that or something else, I cried for days after ages, even if I was homeless, I didn’t cry, but this?  Not just me, my friend lost his home too, he had this bright carrier, a photographer and a videographer, a director, a streamer, he did so much, he loved cars, gaming, you name it, sounds very charming isn’t it? I am only happy, that my bird Charlie and my dear mother is safe, for other things? No. I slept on cold hard floors for that house, tried to decorate as much as I can because I didn’t know much about it, I couldn’t grasp the concept of it so, my dear sister while she was staying with us, helped me to decorate my room. She even put a smiley face on my flicker, I still remember the image. I am sorry, for to those who lost their homes, to ones who lost their important belongings, their loved ones, their pets, maybe even themselfs, I didn’t do anything but I am sorry, and no I cannot no longer draw anything digital. I don’t even have the head to write anymore properly like I did in the old times, my shining times of my day, I was going to get my drivers license, go to the univercity, get a constant proper job. A normal, teen adult life, that’s all I wanted, all I ever wanted, I never wanted more or less, and I’m sure some of you didn’t either, maybe did, I don’t know you, you don’t know me expect what I say, but, please, take this as a message to yourself... Always think that you are on your last day, live everything in the best you can, apprish whatever you have, care for yourself, your mind and body, everything you can. I cannot, not anymore, but you still can, kiss or, hug, or fist bump to those you love so much, call lost long friends if you needed to, drink your beer and look out for yourself, because really, I didn’t know what could’ve happend, neither can you, nor anybody else. I love you, I hope you live the best life, live in the best. I’m sorry again, making you read this long shit, but I had to write it. Good bye, and farewell, my friend.

EPISODE II: CAPTAIN ERIC VS THE RUINOUS RULESET

I’d been planning to write about my thoughts about the Global Competition I that happened last weekend only for another GC to be up next weekend. This article also got eaten by when my computer restarted without my permission so thanks for that Windows update. The Team For the GC I used Clover Bell’s BaxBalance team. The only difference is Baxcalibur actually has Icicle Spear instead of Icicle Crash and I actually played a few games on Showdown with the team before I realized the mistake. I’m not going to go too much into detail about the team like a normally would because I didn’t build it!  Credit goes to Clover Bell and you can check his explanation of the team here. I will say what drew me to this team as opposed to the other ones featured was Palafin. I’d seen Gavin Michaels use it to some success and it had been doing work in online tours. I never thought to use it because I didn’t like how telegraphed you had to be switching it out to bring in the Hero form but having watched EUIC, I could definitely stand to use Zero form more for damage. Results I went 10-4 in the GC which wasn’t bad and honestly if I did get so completely bamboozled by a Crabominable in one game and if Baxcalibur gets hit by Heat Wave instead of dodging it forever (which would’ve given me a Thermal Exchange boost which would have secured a knockout) I probably could’ve gone 12-2. Between friends having birthdays and meeting with my family for Easter I didn’t play all 45 matches which is kind of disappointing. I don’t think I would’ve been on  Three Things 1. Practice Practice Practice I just straight up do not play enough Pokemon Showdown to be successful consistently at a high level. I did maybe 15-20 unfocused matches with the team before the GC. I won all but maybe 2 or 3 of them but I can’t tell you what my gameplan was on Team Preview or what my endgame plans were. I just was winging it way too much. I need to have the team flowcharted better especially since it seems like the core this team is built around is going to be dominant format in Reg C for a while. 2. Need More Damage One thing I really like about this team is that it is really hard to OHKO any of them and with even my average positioning skills, I always felt I had good options in the mid-to-end game to pivot too. That said the draw back to this is I felt like dealing damage was pulling teeth. Flutter Mane missed a KO on an enemy Flutter by maybe 2hp that could’ve cost me a match if the opponent didn’t time out. Palafin hits way harder than I thought it did and would and I don’t mind that Arcanine doesn’t hit so hard because it’s more of a support mon anyways, but I need more out of Flutter Mane and Baxcalibur and that’s something I’m going to test before this Global Competition which leads to... 3. Is Bax Him? I don’t feel I bring or use Baxcalibur that much anyways and I wonder if something better would go into that slot. I’ve considered Roaring Moon, Iron Hands and Kingambit for possible swaps. To be fair, Baxcalibur is great because of the immunity to burns keeps his attack rocking. It may be worth it to switch Loaded Dice for Clear Amulet and make a Dragon Dance and make him more imposing that way. Iron Hands can buy me turns with Fake Out and a slow Volt Switch to get Palafin in quicker and safer than having to do two hard switches or wait for a KO and then I can bring it back in immediate. Roaring Moon as an option would give me a faster attacker and the Protosythensis/Booster Energy/Acrobatics combination deals alot of damage. It could also in theory provide speed control with Tailwind or Damage mitigation with Breaking Swipe. Kingambit is a solid defensive Pokemon and would discourage opposing Intimidate users which would help make Palafin’s job easier and helps with enemy Flutter Mane. Up Next I’m competing in BauerdadVGC’s weekly tournament on Tuesday April 18th to close out my 32nd year on this planet. Then it’s gonna be a mad dash to trying to confirm my team for the GC on April 21-23.

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... I might draw a mini thing of this eventually BUT!

Im just gonna assume you probably want to hear about Captain Rivers specifically

And so i shall deliver but ill add in some other ocs cuz y not

Captain Rivers

Would probably assume at first you were handing them to him to ask him to deliver to someone else or drop off at the graveyard or smth depending on how close you are to him. If you were closer, he'd also probably assume it was a joke at first when you tell him their for him. But eventually he'll realize youre seriously giving him flowers, so hed kinda be embarrassed for his cluelessness at first and keep them a vase for as long as he can. It brings a nice pop of color in his bland little office.

Dr. Malcom

Hehehehe you fucks thought you saw the last of him when i stopped drawing his conceots for a while but think again.

Malcom appreciates the sentiment and would thank you for them, but he wouldn't keep the flowers around his office. Instead, he'll have one of his robots decorate the parts of the factory outsiders can access. Ya know. To make the place seem more lively n all. Not like having sentient robots, all trying to learn who they are and what to do, doing activities together and all to improve their AIs isn't lively enough. Would also tease you about it later on.

Hank Hyde

Yep him too.

Old man Hyde would probably flush at being given flowers. He'd thank you, probably ask you were you got the flowers too. He'll try his best to keep all the flowers alive and will get quite upset he isn't able to...until he realizes he could just create a chemical formula to keep the flowers alive forever! Nothing could possibly go wrong with that! No sir! Not like it'll be another "living bread" incident! Haha!

HUGO

I don't talk about it enough and I am about to change that with this.

HUGO is a(n ex) nightmare demon normally seen in sleep paralysis and dreams trying to...comfort people. Soooo...it doesn't really receive gifts often as most people forget about it once they wake up. It appreciates flowers alot, holding onto them as delicately as it can as it chitters what you can only assume are thank yous. It'd carefully pick a flower out of the bunch and put it in your hair. To say the least, in the morning there seems to be a strange flower in your hair and the feeling your forgetting something.

Some more Mob AU stuff cuZ I love it.

- Nancy and Steve never dated, but they have had sex. Once. Nancy wanted her first time to be with someone she trusted and Steve is her BEST FRIEND. She trusts Steve more than anyone. And it's. Not great. Because look. Steve and Nancy have alot in common. To much. They each like to be in control. They're both 100% Tops with a capital T. So when they have sex, even though Nancy is nervous, it ends up being almost a fight. Constantly trying to flip the other over, lots of biting and teeth and frustration because neither of them will submit. Afterwards they put on mud masks and get high and agree that while they love each other there is no way they're ever going to be like that.

- Steve notices the way Jonathan goes all glassy eyed when Nancy walks into the room. How his breath hitches whenever she gets mean. Cuz she is. She's not a bad person, but she's definitely a spoiled brat in a different way than Steve. Because while Steve is starved of love and affection, Nancy has been drowning in it since birth. She's haughty and petulant and will not stop for anything to get what she wants. And Steve is worried at first. Jonathan is a good spymaster and an even better friend so he's reluctant to feed him to the lioness that is Nancy Wheeler.

- He doesn't worry later when he watches Nancy go absolutely gooey with affection the first time Jonathan kisses her in the hallway. How she leads him around like a lost puppy by his camera strap to do what Steve suspects is fucking filthy things to him in the photo development room. Because he knows what Nancy likes. Knows that while Steve kills with kindness Nancy Wheeler is all bite and no bark. Likes to make the pleasure sting. And judging by the way Jonathan practically drools when she rakes her manicured nails down his chest over his shirt while they make out leaning against Jonathan's car after school, he 100% is down to be destroyed by Nancy *the princess* Wheeler.

- Jonathan is still a creep. The only difference here is that he's NEVER crossed Steve. Because when the Harrington kid came up to him in 8th grade and asked if he'd heard any interesting rumors Jonathan thought it was a joke. Just another shot at that weird Byers kid. Had half a mind to tell him to go fuck himself. But right as Tommy curled the beginnings of a mean smirk, Steve shut him down without even looking at him. Just held up his hand. Down boy. And Jonathan thought "You know what? Fuck it." Because if he was lying then he was just like everyone else anyway. But if he was telling the truth. Well. He wasn't above bribery. Told Steve everything he knew. Earned himself a seat in King Steve's court. Used the shadows that always used to swallow him up as a cloak. Held himself with a little more confidence because the monarch of Hawkins may have everyone's secrets. But Jonathan spun the web.

- Billy and Jonathan actually get along really well. They get high and talk about music whenever they're not otherwise occupied getting fucking wrecked by their spoiled rich kid Tops. Billy is low key concerned for Jonathan because damn. Wheeler is fucking savage. Like they'll be passing the joint back and forth and Jonathan will start getting almost to detailed the longer they smoke. Billy did not need to know Nancy Wheeler pegs her boyfriend with a dildo that big okay?

- Carole and Tommy are actually married. Like legally. As soon as Carole turned sixteen Tommy BEGGED Steve to pull some strings. To forge some documents. Cuz Tommy LOVED Carole. She was it. And Tommy could be one nasty piece of work but he would die for this girl no hesitation. And Steve is a sucker for that romantic shit. Set them up with a trip to Italy where a lot of Steve's mother's family lives. Because his grandfather respects a man who's ready to commit to his woman like that. And Steve is his grandmother's favorite. They have a ceremony in a little Church at the heart of the village. Tommy did not fucking cry when he saw Carole in her dress okay? It was just dusty in that old church, shut up.

- Nancy and Carole HATE each other. But in a very wasp-ish kinda way. Will hang out and have 'spa days, just us girls' but would choke each other out given the slightest opportunity. Tommy thinks it's hot. He will never tell Carole this.

- Dustin is obsessed with the fact that Nancy and Steve are kind of mirrored? Just two dominant rich kids that fell in love with emotionally stunted boys that were abused by their fathers? They both have dark brunet hair and big brown eyes? Their boyfriends are blonde? Steve are you listening? Steve!

- Steve gets really bad nightmares. Like wake up mid panic attack bad. And he's usually really good at hiding it from Billy. Is careful not to sleep to deeply around him. But one night after some fucking incredible sex Steve just passes the fuck out cuddling. The next thing he knows he's being shaken awake by a terrified Billy Hargrove. Because Steve had been screamin and shakin and cryin out and Billy was ready to burn down this hick town looking for whoever hurt Steve like this. Was gunna bury them in the Hawkins woods and piss on their grave. And that's when Steve tells him everything about the upside down. Introduces him to El to prove it.

- Speaking of, El doesn't spend a year all alone in a fucking cabin. Because Steve knows everyone's secrets and he likes having people in his pocket. And as much as Hopper dislikes Steve Harrington he can't say no when the king of Hawkins offers Jim perfectly forged paperwork for his 'daughter' El. So El goes to school and spends time learning how to be an actual child while Steve Harrington yanks on the leash of the chief of police whenever he wants.

- Billy is SOFT okay? He's just never been allowed to show it. Had been painted with bruises for just existing so God forbid his father let him show a human emotion. But after a year in Hawkins with Steve he lets his shoulders drop just a little. Will twine his fingers with his boyfriend's during movie night at the Byers. Brings Steve breakfast in bed. The first time he weaves a daisy crown for him Steve almost fucking weeps he's so touched.

- Steve is fucking possessive. Like. Intensely jealous. And at first this was a problem because Billy could not understand why all the girls in Hawkins treated him with kid gloves? They didn't just disregard any playful flirting, they full on didn't acknowledge it. He didn't really get longing stares as he walked through the halls anymore. No more tittering teenage girls blushing over him when he had gym outside. And he's not interested in women but it's nice to be noticed okay? Especially when he puts in so much effort. It starts to make him self conscious. Like, is he just unattractive? Second guesses himself to the point that he stops wearing his shirts unbuttoned and starts to get a little obsessive over working out. It's when Billy starts skipping meals that Steve notices. Sees Billy's lip wobble a little when he asks Steve if he's actually attracted to him or if he's just being nice. And Steve has to explain that he just... Doesn't share well. At all. That when Andrew Brady showed up to school last month with a fat lip and a limp it was because Steve had heard him talking with his buddies behind the general store about how he wanted to bend Billy over his Camaro and make him scream.

- And Billy is just. Shook. Gets all warm and fuzzy because no one hase ever loved him this much. Never wanted Billy this much. Wanted Billy to stay. Can feel tears willing up behind his lashes because the most amazing boy he's ever met is so over the moon for Billy that he's willing to draw blood on his behalf. Kisses Steve so hard they both forget to breath. Feels safe and loved, because he belongs to Steve Harrington. However he still flirts with people on the daily though cuz he's a little shit. And hey if it means his jealous boyfriend rails him so good he forgets his own goddamn name then that's just a bonus.

Analyzing the 5 plays in this drama club poster .From the bts pics of stranger things 4.

So... some of ya’ll know I'm going through the st s4 films given to us by the official st twitter + the films reffed in the show itself or mentioned by the Duffers in interviews .

So I decided to look at the plays mentioned here. Because even if we don't see the monologues in the show directly - the Duffers wouldn't name drop anything unless it inspired them in some way. Similar to films name dropped in the show. Tw : for some dark themes .

This is just a quick little analysis I decided to do since we probably won't get any new st content today (3/22). Nothing too deep. Just mentioning things that caught my interest especially cause these plays have a lot of narrative connections to the st s4 movies I've been watching.

Invitation to a march (Authur laurents)

Reminds me of the stancy/jancy love triangle. "A young woman is having second thoughts about doing the right thing and marrying a respectable , rich, kind, young man with good prospects.By way of a prewedding diversion, this woman becomes interested in the passionate but poor and entirely unsuitable son of a local landlord.Basically, the plot concerns the efforts of Norma Brown to choose between a conventional fiance who "puts her to sleep" but is wealthy (like what her own mother did) or go for this new-poor guy. The play is principally interested in how this youthful love triangle affects the three mothers involved (whether the kids like it or not)

12th night (Shakespeare)

 - viola (el) wrongly assumes a family member (hopper) is dead. She dresses up as a man named 'cesario'. A girl named Olivia falls for 'cesario' (violet dressed as a man). "Finally, when 'Cesario' and Sebastian (violet's twin brother: assumed to have drowned - Will) appear in the presence of Olivia there is more wonder and confusion at their physical similarity. Taking Sebastian for 'Cesario', Olivia asks him to marry her, and they are secretly married in a church. Cough if Olivia is 'straight' cause she fell for Viola (as a doppleganger dressed like her twin brother).Mike being into el who multiple characters in s1 said looked like a boy and specifically like Will is...suspish and a hint he's not straight lol. just like Olivia they're both into guys . plus, this play just has a butt load of love triangles (ugh i hated that aspect). There was also romantically coded letters (which was in the s4 films) . One character is also thrown into an insane asylum and framed as 'insane'.'Pretending that Malvolio is insane, they lock him up in a dark chamber. Feste visits him to mock his insanity'. We all know the psych hospital will be narratively important- talked about it more here.

The seagull (Anton Chekhov-russian)

similar to how I believed s4 will show m*#even already broken up since the months between s3-4 : act 3 (s3) ends with Nina begging for one last chance to be with Trigorin before he leaves/moves away. They kiss and make plans to meet again in Moscow.And in act 4 there's a timeskip where it shows they've been broken up for a long time between acts- and its established they never actually loved eachother. Do i even have to spell out why this parallels the m*#even ending in s3? There is also a play within the play (this is common in a lot of the st films- they have plays- or a story within a story- which illustrate certain themes or emotions of the characters within said film : blackswan, children of paradise, highschool musical, Rushmore, book of Henry, welcome to marwen, never ending story, romancing the stone, wet hot American summer, etc).The play is Konstantin's latest attempt at creating a dense symbolist work. There is also alot of love triangles in the seagull. TW!: for se#ual ab*se/su*cidal thoughts/ inc*st (here and in other play segments). The seagull motif reminds me a lot of Jonathan's rabbit story.Konstantin romantically into Nina shows up to give her a gull that he has shot. Nina is confused and horrified . Trigorin sees the gull that Konstantin has shot and muses to Nina on how he could use it as a subject for a short story: "The plot for the short story: a young girl lives all her life on the shore of a lake. She loves the lake, like a gull, and she's happy and free, like a gull. But a man arrives by chance, and when he sees her, he destroys her, out of sheer boredom. Like this gull."  This immediately reminded me of jon's rabbit story and some of the movies on the s4 list . Like in forrest gump- Jenny (who is poor) was se*ually ab*sed as a very young girl by her father. As a child she runs away into a field-away from her alcoholic father yelling at her -there she prays that she can "be a bird so I can fly far far away" .

Jenny as an adult struggles with this unresolved trauma- being with ab*sive partners, doing dr*gs, and having su*cidal thoughts . She as an adult when contemplating su*icide, jokes 'you think i can fly like a bird ?' while looking down at a bridge.God-i'm worried about jonathan (Jenny was also a musician sort of like jon). In another s4 movie example ' mystic river ' :(in the 80s) a preteen baseball playing boy is r*ped by men in the woods. He later says he wishes he could become an undead monster to not feel the pain of that experience - cause quote " if I'm not human anymore maybe the pain will stop" (Will) . slightly off topic but he also has another personality, imagines a alternate word that dissappears when he turns his head. And as a less direct animal parallel to the play - the boy from the film also imagined his perpetrators as monsters and wolves to cope.In 'getout' the photographer character sees a dead deer in the woods and it represents a parent/his own childhood tra*ma relating to his past. similarly in 'prince of tides' the 2 siblings as kids were ra*ed by men. The older brother remembered it and the younger sibling developed DID (so didn't remember but she would draw wolves- as the perpetrators/villains in her picture stories she created . In the film they also had an ab*sive dad and were very poor. She also tried k*ling herself multiple times-but started to get better after remembering the source of her pain and trauma.  There is also the theme of multiple attempted su*cides in the play- and the play ends with yet another attempt- and the audience is left unaware of the artist's fate at the end of the play.

The tempest (Shakespeare)

Prospereo - (the perceived antagonist) is a wizard with monstrous looks, storm powers , and ability to create monster-dogs

He wants revenge on a man who tried ra*ing his family member & revenge on his other family member who wronged him years ago. I mean... pretty much my did theory.But in the end.Prospero decides to show his enemies the mercy that they did not show him twelve years earlier. He tells Ariel to bring the men to him, he will restore their sanity and then renounce magic forever.Prospero breaks the spell that the men are under .

Diary of a scoundrel (Alexander Ostrovsky-Russian)

-  I suppose this could loosely relate to Jonathan? Glumov, is a young man from an impoverished family lacking status seeking entrance into society's pampered class. A 19th-century Russian scoundrel must scheme his way out of his meager life in a small apartment -whatever it takes.He has a quick mind and some talent for seeing through the hypocrisies of people around him ( Jonathan does make a lot of social critiques about society). That gives him some advantages. A tale of one man's mission to finagle his way into upper-class society and find a cushy job. Set in 1874, this social comedy follows Glumov, a Russian youth who begins his ambitious ascent to social esteem. He progresses by wit, guile and rhetoric. Pitting one stupid person against another, he soon gains his ends. To reach these goals, Glumov will lie, flatter, and cater to the vanities of the wealthy. Unable to contain his disgust with his victims, Glumov decides to relieve his unvoiced satirical comments by recording his schemes in a diary. But he is tripped up by his uncle's wife, to whom he has made passionate love on his way to success. At the end of the play, his diary is stolen and his duplicity exposed, but he can nevertheless suceeds. The author is much more critical about the high society itself than about the main character, so the play keeps attracting generations of directors by opening possibilities for political criticism while also avoiding naming names of the current rulers.The play's aim was to overthrow bourgeois tradition and establish a class-conscious art called eccentricism giving a deliberately comic portrayal of reality.

I suppose I notice some possible commonalities-  besides s3 critiquing the wealthy/capitalism in comedic ways . jonathan since s1 has worried about his family's finances / had some resentment toward the rich . In some of the s4 movies ‘orphan’ & ‘ girl interrupted’ someone reads their diary out loud to get at them (in girl interrupted the winona character’s diary even had critiques of her new friends).  Alot of movies also have someone (usually a teen/young adult) making a documentary about their life -which could narratively replace said diary? A few movies have a poor guy adjusting to snobby rich social circles (or being poor and then getting money)- titanic, kingsmen, karate kid, the craft , godfather,  wardogs,into the spiderverse,flashdance, and many others . And movies like wardogs has a poor-young-character do shady things to finacially support his family . There’s also that whole uncle’s wife thing- which makes me uncomfortable for obvious reasons (but I’m just thinking of Lonnie’s creepy gf who was into him). A few movies had the guy’s step mom innappropriately hit on him- orange county & you got mail. And him trying to avoid her advances. Or...not to mention ... it may be a problematic coincidence /trope. But in enter the void -the guy who needs to finacially support his sibling/ does dr*gs -hooks up with his dr*g dealing friend’s married mom (who would give him money).  Or in gilbert grape- the poor teen-who has to finacially support his siblings/single mom-has his endgame relationship be a girl his own age. But before that he h*oked up with a married woman -who would give him money. Don’s plum -young film guy-propositioned by older female film director (for dream job). Not even mentioning the other films that have the guy hooking up with toxic older women (like ‘the graduate’). Or analyze this-where the therapist accuses him of having an Oedipus complex (not touching that one... but the guy in ‘enter the void’ a 100% had one). It’s possible those movies were just- inspo for s3?  A coincidence? Or s3 was foreshadowing for this in s4- but unlike s3 it will accurately be played as wrong  and a sign of Jonathan recreating past tra*ma caused by Lonnie (cough like the photos) /being desperate for money. And not played ‘comedically’ like how it mostly was in s3. But shown as self destructive  (for Jon) and immoral on the Woman’s end. Like... Billy and Jon are character foils. Both are older siblings into rock music, with ab*sive dads who shoved them into walls. Both lose it (and beat steve to a pulp when Steve accidentally triggers their daddy issues). In s3 it’s established womanizer Billy has mommy issues, than he tries ho*king up with someone his mom’s age, and the characters ref ‘back to the future ‘ and Steve incorrectly says it’s about “alex p keaton trying to bang his mom.” This could illustrate his subconscious issues with parental figures/adults cause of Lonnie’s  possible past se*ual ab*se . One film the friend even says to the guy “you don’t have friends!” guy b: i have friends! him:  no you have acquaintances! ADMIT IT! YOU’RE AFRAID OF MEN!I mean-Jonathan liked Nancy- but he initially hooked up with her cause he wanted to prove he didn’t have ‘trust issues’ from his dad. Also it’s prob a bit of a reach (and maybe a coincidence)- but the fact Murray in the same breath compares Steve (Nancy’s then bf) and Lonnie  ... uh... if you think too long about it ... it’s very sinister .  Especially because in s3: muray tells Joyce  that despite her wanting to be with a nice guy, she’s curious about “the brute” Hopper despite him reminding her of a past “bad relationship”(aka Lonnie). Like- yeah connect some dots.  Quite a few films (other than forrest gump) also have the character who (as a kid) was  r*ped by their dad/parent-  begin to do dr*gs/be pr*miscuous as adults since they never learned to properly cope with their trauma (’girl with the dragon tattoo’,  ‘black swan’, and ‘magnolia’). Unfortunately the whole relative doing such things to kid-relatives is in at least 30+ movies. 

Personally, i would be MUCH happier if Jon had a age appropriate romance- and had not a single creepy adult near him. A few movies actually imply Lonnie gets yet another ‘new model’  replacing his gf in her 20s with a new gf- who is ‘barely l*gal” and just turned 18. so there’s that possibility as well- that she’s jonathan’s age.I just want Jonathan-happy &safe. GOD. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?

New Day Brings New Faces [Hc!Reader & Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo]

(Mostly P!fluff, Request: I am that person who will request a part 2 for your fic- I am a sucker for these kinds of things and that fic was a hella good pick me up, thank you-

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(I haven't been able to stop thinking about scenarios I am so happy to provide more crossover comfort. I am totally down to make this a full series. And the hermits are actually here this time!)

[Part 1 -Ambassadors Work]

[End Busting -side episode]

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You woke up stiff and lightly shaken, literally someone was gently shaking you. When you fully opened your eyes you met three faces. Your admin, mayor and his right hand shared the same confused, slightly worried expression. You glanced around looking for their source of concern, looking at your lap and- oh, oh yeah.

Your mind helpfully recalled the events of the previous day. It was Ranboo who had his head in your lap, barely an inch way Tommy and Tubbo layed next to you two. The three boys still fast asleep. With a quick glance at the sun you knew you had barley been asleep for an hour.

"I'm sure you have alot to say." Xisuma had finally said something after seeing you had collected your thoughts.

"Yeah, I do." Chuckling, still in a sleep clogged voice. "Please don't wake them up." You quickly added in a more hushed voice. "They deserve some rest." That didn't help their confusion, until you had explained why you had taken the boys with you.

"Was it really that bad?." Scar had asked after your summary. They shared a similar look to the one you wore when you realized how awful that place was.

"Yes it was." When you remembered something. You handed them the book with all the things you had learned over your visit. "I was given a tour, that has more than I can think of now." Letting out a yawn, already dozing back off.

"I know that things like this are decided by the whole server, but can you please let them stay for at least a little while." You made your request In the most sincere tone you could manage. "When they wake up I was planning on taking them to my base. Let them wash up, maybe get some clean clothes and a proper meal- and just take it easy before meeting some of the others."

"I don't see why they wouldn't let them stay." Bdubs responded. That made you smile. "But you should probably wake them up, surely someone will pass by soon." You nodded, beginning to slowly nudge them awake.

"Should we go?" Scar asked.

"No, they should meet you guys." He nodded sitting on the railing of the stairs. You watched the three groan from both the early awakening and the non-ideal bed they had been on. As soon as they saw the three unknown hermits they almost jumped back in various versions of shock. Tommy specifically looked like he had gone to draw a weapon had they been able to tavel through worlds. You hushed them standing up to introduce your friends, "Good morning boys" you started in a soft voice trying to keep them calm.

"Who are they?" Ranboo spoke first, he had been the least startled from the beginning.

"A few of my friends, Xisuma, Scar and Bdubs." You pointed to each of them as you spoke.

"Oh Scar and Bdubs? We were told about you" Tubbo said smiling towards you.

"Really?" Scar grinned.

"Yeah we got a history lesson" Ranboo explained before turning to X. "I don't think you were mentioned though"

"You didn't tell them about our admin?" Bdubs teased. Before you could make a retort Tommy fully got up, breathing much too quickly.

"Admin?" Making the connection in your head you rushed to his side. Trying to get him out of his frazzled state.

"Hey, trust me he's nothing like dream, -here breath" you guided Tommy back to the ground Tubbo placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Xisuma hesitantly kneeled in front of the teen.

"I was told a little about your home, I don't want to scare you." His efforts seemed to reach him, "If there's something I can do to make you more comfortable please tell me" Tommy nodded full exceptance marked with him putting out his hand, which X met with a smile and handshake. From there the two sets of three properly introduce themselves to each other. You felt a soft, warm pride wrap your heart watching them get along.

As the Hermit trio left to start the days work you told them the day you had planned, opening a nearby ender chest to retrieve some elytras. They watched in fascination as you produced four identical sets, along with enough rocket's to get you all to your base.

Tubbo seemed off-put as you strapped on your wings, "Do we have to fly?"

"The server's pretty big, it's pretty much a necessity."

"Oh, okay- I just" seeing him worryingly eye your rocket's you offered an alternative.

"you know we probably don't have enough time to teach you how to fly right now, and we aren't running on full sleep." You reasoned, "There's a nether tunnel can take. Completely enclosed, no flying needed- only an optional boat."

"Boat?" You smiled already leading them toward the nearest portal.

By the time you had reached the portal that connected to your base the boats you had used were dented and marked from basically being used as bumper carts. The four of you stumbled through the portal still laughing about the race you had took on the way there.

"Here I'll get you guys some food then we'll get some proper sleep." A yawn marked your proposal. They let out varying levels of enthusiasm while taking seats on the coaches and armchairs that filled this part of your base. "When we wake up I'll get you actual beds." You promised.

Yet when you returned with some golden carrots and steak they were already passed out on the spot. You didn't fight the tired smile that formed, going to get them some blankets. You set the food on a nearby table before heading to your own bed. Despite the bright, almost noon sun outside the window, you knew you wouldn't have any trouble sleeping. With a few ideas of what to do and what to show them, you let familiar comfort take you back to rest.

hi :’’) i love ur blog so much!!!! can i request some random fluffy headcanons/lil scenarios of what a relationship with haruichi, ryou, and miyuki would be like? maybe childhood friend for miyuki only? ;v; i just feel like hes the type to go after his childhood friend lol

Falling for a childhood friend

⤷Includes: Ryousuke, Haruichi, Miyuki

Warnings: brief mentions of death, lil bit angsty

A/n: Hello lovely! It makes me so happy to hear you're enjoying the blog 🤧 I've already done dating hcs for both Ryou and Haruichi so I decided to include them in the falling for childhood friend req, I hope you don't mind! Also I don't know what happened with Miyooks, I threw in his mom as a small detail but then it turned slightly angsty

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Ryousuke

Please, Ryou has been introducing you as his s/o since he was 8 years old

You lived across the street from the Kominatos and being the same age as Ryou your parents set up play dates frequently when you were younger

Initially Ryou would tease you alot by tugging on your hair and occasionally shoving you

But when other kids on the street started to bully you and push you around like he did, Ryou defended you with his life

Only he was allowed to bully you 😤

One day he just casually asked you out while lying on the grass in his backyard

You were kids so you didn't fully understand relationships

You liked Ryou, he protected you and was kind so that was enough reasoning for you to accept

You were "dating" the last few years of elementary school

When you started junior high you were a bit confused on if your relationship was actually serious because it began from an innocent question on Ryousuke's part

Was he actually seriously considering you his s/o? Or was this just a silly thing the two of you had kept going for too long?

When you asked him this he looked at you like you'd grown two heads

"I asked you out didn't I?"

"Yes but we were barely 8 at the time. You couldn't have actually been serious."

"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't serious. My feelings for you haven't changed, if anything I'm probably more in love with you now then I was then."

"O-Oh"

To prove his point he kissed you on the lips for the first time

(and then he made fun of how flustered you looked)

Anyways

When Ryou told you he was going to Seidou you were heart broken. You were already confirmed to attend a local highschool meaning he'd be in a completely different city from you for the next three years

The last thing Ryousuke wanted was to break up with you. You were probably the only person he had met that he considered as important as his family, it'd be even more painful for the both of you if he broke off your relationship before leaving

You eventually settled on calling each other every night to talk and then Video chat every other Saturday

Ryousuke would sneak off during dinner to avoid his teammates eavesdropping on your conversations

He ended up missing you alot more than he thought he would so he looks forward to your nightly calls all day

He's extremely happy whenever you take the train to Tokyo to watch one of his games

After the game he always meets up with you and sneaks away from the team so you could watch the next game together

He also looks for a secluded area to just hug you for 5 minutes straight because wOW did he miss being able to hold you!

Haruichi

Haruichi was so close with Ryou when they were younger and spent most of his free time following him around so the two of you most likely met at school

Haruichi wasn't the best at putting himself out there to make friends in elementary school. He was a bit too timid to approach anyone so he usually kept to himself or sat with his teacher when the class was given free time

Until one day you just sat down next to him and started talking

He was too shy to tell you to go away and he'd be lying if he said he didn't like having a friend to be with, so he let you pull him over to a different table to draw together

By the end of that day the two of you were inseparable

Haruichi was honestly sO excited to have a friend that wasn't one of Ryou's! Sweet boy went home and told his mom all about you

Fast forward to junior high and you're still best friends

It's actually during junior high that the two of you somehow get even closer as Ryou left to attend Seidou leaving Haruichi alone back home in Kanagawa

The two of you spent almost every free moment you had together and Haruichi started to find a different sort of comfort around you

He doesn't even know what triggered it, he just suddenly realized how cute you looked and ever since then his chest would get all tight and he'd have the constant feeling of butterflies in his stomach when around you

Ironically everyone thought the two of you were already a couple, including his parents who once asked how his date with you was to which he had to stutter out an explanation with a bright red face

In your finale year of junior high, Haruichi decided he had to confess at some point. The uncertainty of where he'd be going for highschool was hanging over him like a nasty rain cloud, and with how he was leaning more and more towards running off to Tokyo each day, he knew he couldn't just leave without telling you how he felt

So one day while the two of you were studying in his room he just couldn't hold it in anymore and told you everything

You immediately told him that you were harboring the same feelings he was and encouraged him to go peruse baseball at Seidou

It felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders when you said that. He pulled you into a tight hug and hid his face in you shoulder as he muttered out thank yous

The day Haruichi left for Seidou you could tell he was torn between being disappointed about leaving you and being excited to open a new door of possibilities at the prestigious school

You sent him off with a kiss on the cheek promising to come visit sometime

What Haruichi didn't know is that your "visit" would be happening way sooner than he thought

A few months prior you had sent an application to Seidou and remarkably you were accepted!

Haruichi was significantly gloomy on the first day of classes. For the first time in over 10 years you wouldn't be sitting in the desk in front of his. He didn't think he'd feel so lonely this quickly, but here he was staring out the window desperately wishing you were here to ramble on about a videogame or what your mom had packed in your bento

The look on his face was priceless when you walked into his classroom and pulled a chair up to his desk like you'd usually do

"W-what are you doing here?!"

"I go to school here silly! Anyways, I started a show last night that we HAVE to watch together!"

Unsurprisingly the two of you were still attached at the hip while at Seidou

Although, Ryou seemed to find great pleasure in teasing the both of you now that you were in his proximity. He always took the time to send you knowing smiles or bops on the head when he passed the both of you in the halls

Miyuki

You lived relatively close to Miyuki but knew him more so due to the fact that your father worked at his dad's steel mill

When Miyuki's mom was still around she was always offering to watch you while you parents worked, so the two of you were kind of forced to become friends from your constant presence at his house

Those early days of friendship were spent in the kitchen with Miyuki gushing about baseball, pointing out cool plays and explaining the game to you while his mother cooked you both lunch

He'd also drag you and his mother to a park near by so the two of you could play catch together

(his mom would often have to remind him that sometimes you didn't want to play catch and to let you decide what the two of you should do)

When his mom died you slowly saw the effect it had on him

Miyuki lost the cheerful innocence he carried when he'd explain baseball games in his homes small kitchen. He became a little more closed off; a little less bright

There were days you would stop by to check in on him only to find Kazuya curled up on his bed clutching a scarf his mother had made him to his chest

He didn't cry, not once. Instead your friend became an empty vessel, a shell of what he formally was

Slowly his old cheery attitude would shine occasionally when making jokes or teasing you, a small crack in the calculative demeanor he kept up

Those small appearances of light-hearted behavior were your only reassurance he was still the same little boy you initially knew

Since his mothers death you took it upon yourself to be that little spark of light that seemed to have dimmed inside him

You pulled him to the park to play catch, encouraged him to continue being a catcher, you even helped manage your schools team so you could keep him company

You also became accustomed to carrying band-aids with you. Miyuki was a small kid for his age and had a habit of pissing off his upperclassmen which never ended well

When it came time to choose highschools Miyuki made it clear that you didn't have to follow him to Seidou to keep him company

He was going for baseball, making friends wasn't his top priority anyways

In the end you still went to Seidou with him (which secretly he was very grateful for, he felt better knowing you'd be there for him and vice versa)

I feel like Miyuki would unknowingly have had a crush on you for years but never realized it. He just played it off as you being his childhood friend

you knew him better than he knew himself so of course he'd feel this comforting love towards you!

Boy is his world turned upside down when Kuramochi asks him how long the two of you have been dating

He'd never considered seeing you in a romantic light but now the thoughts of holding you to his chest or kissing your nose WONT. LEAVE.

He becomes very awkward and goes through a mini crisis everytime he sees you

This would go on for a few weeks but everything seemed to peak after the summer tournament

You'd just gotten back with the rest of the managers and immediately went off to find Miyuki

He was in the dinning hall already watching their game against Inashiro when you found him. It was pretty late so the hall was empty asides from the two of you

When you walked over to him he just silently pulled you down to sit on his lap, propping his chin on your shoulder so he could continue reviewing the game. In return you ran your fingers through his hair

Kazuya would never admit he was upset with how the game turned out, but you could tell he was torn up from the outcome

Everything about this moment seemed to make his feelings boil over. He moved his head from your shoulder and stared you down

"I'm in love with you"

"About time you admitted it, dumbass!"

He pinched your side in retaliation, laughing as you slapped his hand away

And then he kissed you ♥️

Sinful Sunday!!!!

AN: Soooo sorry I've been MIA this week. I don't know whats gotten to me but motivation has been L O W this past week, but I should be back soon, I have some work stuff to finish. BUT, when I do come back, it will be with a nice one-shot (small hint, its for a certain merman featured in another set of sinful sunday thots) and then I'll get to the THOTs piled in my inbox....

Sinful Sunday Masterlist

Pairings: Ezra (Prospect) x Reader, Din Djarin x Reader x Paz Vizsla, Modern!Captain Rex x Reader

• So the idea is Ezra x reader + Zombie Apocalypse AU, but considering its me, it'll be more like a Last of Us AU, of sorts

Ezra (Prospect) x Reader

So I wouldn't say this is really a THOT, its more or less just a concept I wanted to share. If you guys like it let me know and I might make it into a short series....

• Cee would definitely be in this one, unlike my other Ezra series (Hayloft)

• I imagine Ezra to be a hunter, someone who purposely attacks people and steals their supplies, but he himself tries to avoid killing, though the rest of his small group does not

• Ezra meets Cee, when he is the one being used as bait and he's acting like he's injured while his team members wait to ambush Cee and her father

• A big fight breaks out and Cee’s father is killed along with two of the hunters and Cee is bound and taken to the hideout

• Ezra keeps trying to talk and negotiate with his group to let Cee go because she is just a girl, but he ends up being threatened and told to shut up

• So on his early morning watch, he packs a big bag and steals alot of the supplies, before going to Cee and taking off with her

• The two barely reach the city limits before the hunters catch up, and a fire fight ensues, which also draws in a small group of zombies/infected

• In the skirmish, Ezra and Cee management to fight off all zombie/infected and hunters, BUT Ezra does get a small bite on his arm

• Cee cuts it off for him right there, and they go build a small fire just enough to cauterize it, before moving so they don't attract more attention

• Where are they headed? Well, Ezra happens to know a sweet little peach(reader) who owns a bartering house a few towns over, a place that is neutral ground for everyone, and they own him a small favor

At this point you aren't even sure how you had gotten into this situation, but maker you wouldn't trade it for anything in the galaxy. The situation? You were currently sandwiched between two of the fiercest mandalorian warriors you knew. All you could feel, smell, or think about was them and how absolutely FULL you felt. You can't even think straight too overwhelmed with pleasure, your head too full of the whines and rambles of the man below you and the loud grunts and groans of the man on top of you.

Din Djarin x Reader x Paz Vizsla

First off thank you, @joculatrices for letting me talk about this THOT with you. I was pretty hesitant to post this one, but it has been haunting me for weeks, and while I don't think Paz nor Din would be into sharing all that much, the THOT of them both having their way with me, well it has me overheating.....

You held both Din Djarin and Paz Vizsla close to your heart, but you had never even imagined that you would be with them like this, blindfolded as they both filled you. You never imagined that you'd be here laying ontop of Din, with his twitching cock nestled deep inside your ass, as Paz held your legs as wide as possible and pounded into you pussy like there was no tomorrow. Paz reached down at some point and wrapped his thick fingers around your neck as Din bit into your shoulder trying to quiet himself just a little. It was almost too much feeling the slide of Paz’s thick cock in and out of you, and along the thin wall that separated him from Din's own cock. You were wetter than you had ever been in the past, and hearing each squelch-y thrust from Paz drove you crazy. You could feel yourself dripping down to where you were combined with Din, who was twitching and giving out breathy moans from the stimulation he was receiving with each rough thrust from Paz.

The pleasure was so good, and overwhelming and you didn't want it to end but you could feel yourself about to snap. Din was mumbling something you couldn't make out as he reached around and squeezes your breasts and started circling your nipples. That small added pleasure is all you needed to be launched over the edge into the abyss, and you came harder than you ever had before. You heard Din curse loudly as you tightened up around him and he gave a small thrust before groaning your name and cumming deep inside of you. It didn't take long for Paz to follow, as he gave you three earth shattering, hard thrusts while praising how good you been and then he buried himself as deep as possible and unloaded everything he had inside of you. And as you came back down after that orgasm you knew, you were never gonna be the same after this.

You swore angrily as you all but ran to your next class. Not only had your last professor kept the whole class from leaving because HE was late, but the campus was teeming with soldiers and military personnel using the university campus as a short cut to get to the base stationed next door. You were beyond frustrated, most of the men blocking your path had been rude and tried pulling rank on you when you all but ran passed them, and you had probably given a few too many middle fingers to the assholes, but you could find it in yourself to care.

Modern!Captain Rex x Reader

Ok so after all that FILTH, here is a cute little THOT of how you meet modern au Captain Rex.....

Then one of the grabbed your arm right as you were about to reach the building your class was in and you saw red. You couldn't even hear what he was saying, and you ripped your arm away from him, and in a loe voice, most certainly interrupting his rant, you said, "Do not touch me, or I will make sure you meet your maker sooner than you are supposed to."

You saw his jaw clench and his face turn into a snarl as he spit back, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

As he spoke he rose his finger sticking it in your face. The anger of knowing that you were late to class and your professor had most certainly closed and locked the classroom door at this point, and from the fact that the man infrastructure of you thought he could walk all over you boiled over. In a split second, as he was still shoving his finger in your face and raising his voice, you whipped your hand up, grabbed his finger tightly, and smashed it back until you heard a satisfying crackl. With a smirk, you made eye contact with the now shocked and angered man and said, "That is for making me late to class, would you like for me to continue or are you going to walk away?"

The man puffed up his chest and rose his other hand to slap you but, an arm shot out from behind you, and a deep voice rumbled out, "That is enough, Private Connors, get yourself back to the barracks, your free time has bee revoked and you are being put on bathroom duty for threatening a civilian. Your tooth brush better be ready when I get back to the barracks myself."

"Yes, Captain...."

As the man walked away dejected, the other man, whose deep and ordering voice went straight to your belly, came around and gave you a soft smile as he ran a hand through his buzzed, blond hair.

"I am sorry for the way the Private Connors treated you, and I think the broken finger you gave him wasn't even close to the punishment he deserves for that attitude," you blushed and looked down, before smiling up at the now shy Captain. He stuck his hand out saying, "Captain Rex of the 501st, if there is anyway I can make it up to you, please let me know."

Shaking his hand you introduced yourself and mumbled out, "Well since he made me late to class, my afternoon just freed up, so...um... if you aren't busy, there is this nice Cafe two or so blocks from here?"