#i HATE that people feel like they can't show physical affection it's FUCKING STUPID
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hi hello hi!! I'm feeling a bit of righteous indignation so I'm going to talk about how amatonormativity is obnoxious.
here's the thing. I love romance. I love watching people being in love, I love that my parents are lovey dovey, I love it when people are happy about being attracted to people because it's an amazing thing.
but!
oh my god can we please stop equating affection to romantic interest??
friends can give each other kisses! friends can hug each other!
I sit on my friends' laps! it's amazing! people should give each other affection and feel secure about it and not have it be taken as a declaration of intent!!
normalize being touchy with your friends, please go give your family a hug, let people know if you like it because I swear that it's an amazing thing when you feel comfortable enough with a person to just walk up and hug them, or give them a kiss, or play with their hair or whatever the fuck it ends up being
(also it feels fucking great when people initiate things. I love people hugging me, I love people rubbing my shoulders, I love people holding my hand, I love love love physical affection - I hate people touching my hair but that's bc it's curly)
anyway this is a long winded way to say that the boundaries between 'romantic' and 'platonic' behaviours are arbitrary and often ridiculous and if you want to (and all parties involved are comfortable, of course) then you should ignore them and be affectionate, whether it's verbally or physically - also compliment your friends btw it feels good from both ends
#asked and answered#ask game answers#okay that was a bit if a rant#*of#but I'm very invested in this#fuck it I'm making this my pinned post#because I HATE IT#i HATE that people feel like they can't show physical affection it's FUCKING STUPID
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Okay so we all know that Steve is super physically affectionate when he's in love right?
Imagine when he and Eddie start dating, he wants to touch Eddie literally all the time, like, he just NEEDS to hold his hand or touch his shoulder or have an arm around him at all times. Just basically any kind of connection, to be sure that he's real and he's alive and he's there and he's Steve's. But. This is his first time dating a guy. And he's so used to being able to touch whichever girl he'd be taking out basically wherever and whenever he wanted. He didn't even think twice about it, it was something natural for him. It isn't until Eddie that he realizes how he took that for granted and it makes his blood boil that he can't touch Eddie like that in public. Eddie, never having dated girls, is much calmer about it. Being able to touch Steve in the safety of his uncle's trailer is already way more than he could ever have dreamed of. But Steve gets fucking jealous every time he sees some straight couple all over each other in public, or even merely holding hands while walking down the street. They try to find some creative workarounds, like going on double dates with Nancy and Robin so Steve can hold Robin's hand and pretend it's Eddie's, but that just leaves him more frustrated because it isn't Eddie's and why can't he just hold his boyfriend's fucking hand, why do people even care about that, who the hell are they hurting by showing affection to each other?
Eddie sees how much Steve hates to hide his love, and it terrifies him. What if he’ll stop being enough at some point? What if Steve will swap him for some girl he’ll be able to touch in ways he’ll never be able to touch Eddie?
Steve notices that Eddie’s worried about something, and Eddie doesn’t wanna tell him, but when Steve keeps pressing him on, he kinda has to. And Steve is horrified. Like, this hurts him more than that time with Nancy in the bathroom at Tina’s stupid Halloween party. How could Eddie even suggest something like that? How dare he put so little trust in their relationship?
It’s rural Indiana in the 80′s so the word “biphobia” isn’t exactly part of Steve’s vocabulary yet, but he doesn’t need any fancy words to know how unfair Eddie’s fears are; the sick feeling in his stomach and the tears burning behind his eyes tell him enough. It culminates into the biggest fight they ever had, until they’re standing in the middle of the Munsons’ trailer, screaming at each other at the top of their lungs.
“Jesus, Steve, how the hell am I supposed to just trust that I’ll be enough for you, when we can’t even hold hands in public and you keep getting all upset about it?!”
“Because I’m telling you! What’s the worth of our relationship if you can’t even trust my words?!”
“You’re telling me now, but what about a few months from now, or even years, huh?”
(pt2 here)
#don't mind me rambling about stranger things#fruity ficlet#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things
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Ok ok I was wondering. What are the love languages of your ships? Redbomb or the band polycule. I feel like Osha love language is physical contact but I really can't see what it could be for those uglies messes called Trafalgar D Water Law and Buggy The Star Clown.
Love your work! ♥
Oooook now that's something I was starved to think about for a long time SO thank you so much (and thank you for loving my work!!! I'm glad that my completely delusional manic attacks aren't totally useless)
SO. FIRST. Easy one : Redbomb.
Let's evacuate the joke already their principal love language is throwing insults to each other and arguing and then fuck and repeating the cycle.
BUT more deeply : Buggy love language is mostly acts of service & gifts. It's kinda surprising at first because he obviously do it all over the top. AND he's pretty bad at it. Like, when Red get really sick, he spent hours in the kitchen making her what he thinks is the most comforting food ever. But you know, Blaze cooking skills were inherited from him, so she end with a plate full of Cheerios, smashed potatoes, cheddar and knackies (wait. Are knacki a thing outer UE?? those are really bad quality industrial sausages for the record), and her beloved husband looking at her all proud like "♥ 😁 I made that!!". And he spoils his kids with really outrageously expensive gifts. (Skye abuses it a little sometime)
Red' love language is mostly words of affirmation! Acts of service too but unlike buggy she's skilled with it. Her major flaw with that would be that she's offering acts of services even when people she loves don't act for them. Mommy style you know ? Wipping something on Rory's cheek with her thumb in front of his very first boyfriend.
For the record : Rory love language is he don't have any because he hates everyone act of services, Skye's is offering gifts & quality time, Blaze's is physical touch! (which can be dangerous with his devil fruit powers)
NOW. BRACE YOURSELF BECAUSE THIS IS GONNA BE HEAVY. The worst polycule of all time is entering the chat :
G.R.O.A.R LOVE LANGUAGE
I'll try to make it short because I could write a fucking THESIS about them SO. I think that they all have kinda different love languages according to which relationship we are talking about you see ? Like :
Osha x Law : Osha love language is physical touch (as in: big bear hugs that break his spine every time) and acts of service (as in: they make sure he eats, drink, and bring him to the vet like the injuried cat he is. Oh and they're also Law's biggest protector. Always saving his damsel in distress ass. On the other hand I FIRMLY believe that Law love language is quality times AND, for Osha, and only for Osha (and maybe a bit for Bepo - NOT A LAWBEPO ACCOUNT plz love language like for his best friend who is also a polar bear, which is pretty rad if you ask me, would a loser have a polar bear??) act of services. Quality time as in : he just loves spending lazy afternoon lying on their lap with a bong ranting about the stupidity of everyone around him. Act of services as in : one day Osha's bakery oven was broken and he replaced it as a surprise, without telling them anything. This kind of thing you see? They never really confessed and they totally deny they are dating but - come on. Guys. That's obvious.
Osha x Kidd : what's going on between them like - nobody knows. They are bad for each other. No. Kidd is bad for Osha. Are they dating. Are they like... friends? with benefits? but the benefit isn't sex??? Wtf. Anyways : their love language is physical touch and quality time, but not like for Osha x Law, more like: Shrek and fiona fighting in this clip
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Law x Kidd : "AHAHAHA love language! as if we LOVED each other??? we fuck and that's all. Friend...ship? with this pathetic loser? URGH DON'T KIDDING ME" - anyway Law shows Kidd affection by quality time, and here quality time means "I'm not as unbearable as usual when I'm with you" while Kidd love language is... idk, bullying? physical touch but like slapping his back really hard and stuffing him in a locker? scruffing him and yelling "hey that's MY twink è_é I'm the only one allowed to hurt MY twink è_é"
KiddKiller *chief kiss* The only stable relationship in this polycule. Which means... a lot, look at them. ANYWAY - Kidd love language toward Killer is words of affirmations, like, it's canon, look at the anime. Look how he talks about him. "WHO DID THIS TO MY BUDDY?" aaaah *cry and sobb* (didn't get there in the anime yet but was totally spoiled this scene and I KNOW I'm gonna cry my ass out). But since Kidd has the vocabulary of a 14 y.o it's still complicated. "brooooo you're like peanut butter to my jam". AND of course Killer love languages are act of services (understand : following him everywhere and protecting his ass and being his only braincell).
LawKiller & OshaKiller aren't really a thing in this AU soooo we're gonna put them aside.
Also this post is already too long.
anyway THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK. ♥
#buggy the clown#captain buggy#redbomb family#buggy#redbombshipping#one piece oc#redbomb triplets#redbomb#buggy one piece#G.R.O.A.R#G.R.O.A.R polycule#G.R.O.A.R Au#Oc x canon#one piece original character#osha the bear#berwald osha#trafalgar law#trafalgar d water law#eustass kid#eustasscaptainkid#one piece eustass#one piece#one piece killer#massacre soldier killer#kidkiller#kid x killer#lawkid#kid x law#kid x law x killer#ask sid glorious
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mmm okay opinion (☕ emoji I guess if this counts for that game) on huntlow and pda/physical displays of affection. Are they big on it? Do they not like to do it in front of people? My personal hc is hunters too flustered to do anything other than a hand-hold/pinky-link in public but when it's just him and willow he's touch starved and even a bit clingy. But I want to hear your thoughts boy 👁️👁️
YEAH YEAH YEAH This is also my hc about it!! And it's not even just Hunter who has reservations about being overly affectionate in front of people, but Willow too. It's the vibe I'm getting from little details like her waiting until everybody else leaves the room to flirt with him in TTT or not initiating the finger link in FTF until everybody was distracted by Stringbean. Like. She is shy. She feels weird about being so open about it when people are watching.
But I also feel like, though they aren't sickeningly sentimental in front of others, they are usually touching in some capacity. So yeah. Linked fingers. Or holding hands. Willow idly resting her weight against Hunter. Subtle stuff like that. And if they're not touching, they're likely standing very close together.
I dont think they're completely devoid of PDA. Like I definitely think they do shit like this while they're out walking.
Willow likes to have his arm. She is a gentleman. 😊
OH and while they don't dare kiss as shamelessly as Luz and Amity do...Hunter occasionally gives Willow goodbye smooches. Even if they're hanging out with the others. It be like this
It's always her forehead he kisses cuz her forehead so perfectly aligns with where his mouth is. She is the ideal height for it. And this is calculated too. He'd be embarrassed to do this and stick around for the others to make fun of him so it's always right before he has to leave. He plants that smooch and immediately teleports off the scene. He refuses to face the repercussions of being mushy with his girlfriend!!!! It drives Willow insane because hello??? She doesn't get to leave just yet. She has to just stand here with the others and be blushy and giggly about it. Do you even care, Hunter??? Do you even care about your girlfriend??? And she hates it cuz she likes it and no matter how embarrassing it is, she doesn't not want goodbye smooches, so she just has to put up with it. Fuck this guy!!!
But yeah!!! YEAH!!! If nobody else is around, Hunter is actually really touchy. He was very hesitant at first during intimate moments and Willow had to manually guide his hands to her face, her waist, wherever she wanted his hands to be. But as he got more comfortable with the fact that he was given permission to touch her, he gradually shifted into this fervent eagerness whenever they're alone. It kinda flusters Willow actually. She wasn't entirely prepared for it. Even after she gets used to it, he still has the ability to mentally trip her up.
Like he'll usually show up at her place after a long, soul draining kind of day. And they'll barely get their "hellos" in before he's suddenly bundled her up in his arms, squeezing her tight against his chest (Willow's like "Okay...okay...this is happening...be cool, this is happening....") and pressing a light kiss against her lips. It's a nonverbal question. Like "I feel like doing a lot of kissing? Can we do that right now??" And Willow rarely says no. She can't always manage a yes either. Just a little nod because WOW!!! OKAY!!! YOURE JUST GONNA BARGE INTO HER ROOM AND SWEEP HER OFF HER FEET???? NO CONSIDERATION FOR THE FACT THAT SHE WAS DOING HER HOMEWORK AND NOW SHE CAN'T FOCUS ON ANYTHING ELSE BUT YOUR STUPID MOUTH!!!! DO YOU EVEN CARE?????
Anyway, yeah. Very subtle acts of PDA. But Hunter is an absolute menace once he gets the hang of this whole "having a girlfriend" thing. Hands all over her. He has the audacity to make her feel loved to the point of idiocy. Disgusting.
#(i was planning a little fic that might include these elements so i didnt want to go too into detail about hcs)#(but i hope this suffices)#huntlow
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A rant about TPOT 7 because I kinda really didn't like it
Uhhhh so I'm just going to copy and paste the rant I sent to my partner (it's going to be all over the place cause I was upset and crying and my thoughts were all jumbled so stick with me)
If anyone wants to try to convince me that I'm stupid and wrong please do because I want to like the episode and I really don't want to be upset about this in the way that I am
"Nothing against Sam but bro needs to take some consideration when writing Fanny That was not at ALL something she would do. Would she avenge Lightning? Yes. Would she try to change the way that DPACTA is going about the challenges? YES. Would she do it in THAT WAY? ABSOLUTELY NOT. That is just about as far from her nature as you can get. The way I see it, Fanny is an angry pacifist. She has literally never killed anyone before. She shows major compassion for her teammates on DPACTA. When Tree is sick, she shows concern. BECAUSE SHE'S THE CHARACTER THAT LOOKS OUT FOR THOSE WHO ARE STRUGGLING! THAT IS THE MAIN. PART. OF HER CHARACTER. THE PART WHERE SHE HATES SEEING PEOPLE IN DIFFICULT PLACES. THE PART WHERE SHE HATES INJUSTICE. THE PART WHERE SHE HATES SUFFERING. ONE OF THE MAIN FUCKING COMPONENTS OF HER CHARACTER. And with a single episode it was just stripped away. I can absolutely see the episode playing out with Fanny avenging Lightning's elimination, because it was unjust. And I can see that she would be upset with Blackhole for insisting on the Death Prevention being the absolute main priority. Because I've been saying this, but if they keep getting eliminated, there's going to be nobody to prevent death. If they can do their best in a challenge and quickly gain immunity, they can go about preventing various deaths. Or, they can send out a member or two to help prevent death at different times while they work on the challenges. Changes like that would have reached a compromise, WHICH WOULD BE THE KIND OF THING FANNY WOULD SUGGEST! Also the downplay of Pie's elimination in the episode was so weird? What the fuck was that?? It's so bizarre though. Fanny is NOT the type to target Tree in such a violent and cruel way, specifically because she knows that BH would be seriously disturbed and affected by it. EVEN WRITING THAT OUT IS MAKING ME FEEL DISCOMFORTED, BECAUSE SHE WOULDN'T FUCKING DO THAT! Hating the P.A.C.T.? Fine. That isn't too far of a reach, I can see that she was upset and would say something like that. But resorting to murder because "Oh you guys are being really stupid right now" is not in character?????? Despite what a lot of people think, Fanny isn't a violent person. She vents frustration, yes. Is unnecessarily cruel to someone because they ticked her off? No! I get that she was frustrated from not being listened to when she was bringing up an issue that was a valid criticism. But that is not how she would react, just because Blackhole wasn't hearing her out. She was starting to get the other members to be more willing to compromise, and that's how that interaction should have gone! IT SHOULD NOT HAVE FUCKING ENDED WITH THE MURDER OF TREE That is the equivalent of intentionally triggering someone because they disagreed with a point you said. AND FANNY WOULD NOT BE DISRESPECTFUL OF SOMETHING THAT SERIOUS. I CAN'T FUCKING DEAL WITH THIS RIGHT NOW. THE GROSS MISCHARACTERIZATION IS DISGUSTING? Literally that is the furthest thing from Fanny and I don't know how we got here"
I also had stopped ranting and then decided I was still upset so here's one more little thing I guess
"NO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M STILL PISSED ABOUT THIS I'M NOT DONE RANTING THIS IS AWFUL ! FANNY IS LITERALLY REALLY AGAINST VIOLENCE? IN TPOT 1 WHEN LITERALLY EVERYONE IS BEATING UP TWO, SHE'S STANDING TO THE SIDE JUST YELLING SHE'S STILL MAD AT THEM, BUT EVEN STILL SHE ISN'T PHYSICALLY HARMING THEM I'M SO FUCKING DONE WITH THIS RIGHT NOW"
ndjuhsddsgysdftc now that I've kinda had a chance to cool off, can I have like a civil discussion with someone about this because I think it would be good for me to look at more opinions than just my own thanks
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In honor of the "Good Boy Gone Bad" music video...
TXT MEMBERS AS TYPES OF BAD BOYS
Beomgyu
The "bad influence" type;
Has a tough life at home and uses humor as a coping mechanism;
Convinces people around him to break rules through bets and challenges;
"I bet you can't steal a pack of beers without being caught. C'mon, don't be such a pussy.";
Minor crimes (convenience store robery, underage drinking, fighting, traspassing, etc);
Zero sense of responsibility;
The definition of "I could change him";
Would fall for your really responsible and uptight self, and annoy the living shit out of you;
"Nerd" and "prude" are his favorite nicknames to tempt you;
Piercings and tattoos for days;
Annoying people = love language;
Is harmless, really, he's just kinda misunderstood and wants attention.
Hueningkai
tw: mention of (but no description) self harm, gaslight and threat to off itself
Says he's "misunderstood", but he's just emo;
Very emo;
Might try to be bad, but it's just depressed;
Uses his "puppy like face" to get girls to feel sorry for him (and sleep with him, ofc);
Looks innocent, but can ruin your life with his "nobody gets me" mentality;
Gaslight king;
Will cry in an argument to guilt trip you into apologizing;
And if that doesn't work he'll curse and break things like a child having a tantrum;
Knows exactly what he's doing;
"You just don't get it, with your perfect life and your perfect parents!";
Jealous boy;
"Why were you looking at him? I knew I wasn't enough for you, I'm never enough for anyone";
Calls you "the love of his life" all the time;
Self harms as a way to guilt trip you;
Will threat to off himself if you wanna break up.
Soobin
tw: humiliation, mention of (but no description) gaslight, stalker, yandere and allusion to m!rder
Is very nice in the beginning, but it doesn't take much time for you to see who he really is;
Very psycho energy;
Really, really jealous;
"Why the fuck are you looking at him? I fucking knew you were a slut, stupid whore can't even step foot outside the house without wanting to open your legs to every guy you see.";
When he's nice you're "baby", "sweetheart" and "honey", but when he's bad you're "slut", "whore" and "bitch";
Yandere;
Type to laugh while being beat up;
Stalker vibes, probably stalked you before you started dating, that's why you both have "so much in common";
Will never accept to be dumped;
"We're not done until I say we're done";
Toxic af;
Gaslight king nº2;
Most likely to have an ex that disappeared from the face of the earth. Did he kill her? Is she hiding from him? Who knows?
Taehyun
tw: mention of (but no description) abusive parents;
Mysterious bad boy;
Nobody even knows how his voice sounds like;
Crazy rumors about him because, really, nobody knows anything about him;
Very quiet and serious;
Doesn't get into fights unless provoked;
"He's mean to everyone but me" vibes;
Lives alone because his parents ain't shit;
"I can take care of myself";
Protective;
Finds it difficult to accept physical affection;
Scars and trauma by his abusive parents;
The first time you two have sex is very cliche, he shows you his scars and you kiss them, saying you're sorry for what he's been through and how beautiful he is. Lets just say it's a night full of passion;
Will call you "love" nonstop after that;
Has a good heart and just wants a chill life.
Yeonjun
Popular bad boy;
Total movie cliche;
Fuckboi;
Gets all the girls because of his fame, but nobody actually cares about who he truly is;
That's probably why he falls in love with you;
"You're the first one who actually cares about who I really am besides the fighting and the fucking";
You're probably the first one to ask him about himself and actually pay attention to what he has to say;
Doesn't care about school because he has rock band and will likely drop out;
If he doesn't it's because you won't let him;
Smokes weed;
Will fall for your innocence just so that he can corrupt you;
Midnight rides on his motorcycle;
Your parents hate him and he loves that;
"Don't you like doing something forbidden, princess?";
Oh yes, you do.
#tomorrow x together#txt#txt yeonjun#txt taehyun#txt post#txt huening kai#txt beomgyu#txt soobin#txt reader#txt reactions#txt drabbles#txt thursday's child#soobin x reader#yeonjun x reader#beomgyu x reader#hueningkai x reader#taehyun x reader#txt imagines#txt moa#txt x reader#txt x moa#soobin imagines#beomgyu imagines#taehyun imagines#hueningkai imagines#yeonjun imagines#moonyluvv original#good boy gone bad#beomgyu reactions#beomgyu drabbles
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Dating Headcanons
Warnings: Opinions
This was one of the posts that I made my complaint about because the amount of times I fat thumb pressed something and it forced me to delete everything is insane.
Chris Redfield
• Teddy. Bear.
• Just look at him, those arms 100% give the best bear hugs, are amazing for cuddling, and also to keep you safe and protected.
• Chris' love language is physical touch and he's most likely touch starved to the extreme, so expect him to have his hand somewhere on you.
• His time is spent a lot at work or is even still doing work when he's home or in public and he feels bad whenever he can't spend time with you. But when he can, he will not leave your side.
• Chris has some flaws and issues but he's working through them and you helping is something he deeply appreciates.
• He deals with alcoholism, severe PTSD, and anger issues. He's always been working on these flaws of his because they are somewhat fixable but now that you're in the picture, his need to fix himself has grown stronger.
• Chris takes pride in the people he cares about, meaning that if anyone says anything remotely bad about you, some of his coworkers might, he'll immediately warn them with something. You've talked with him about it and now all he really says is, "Hey..." and giving them a look.
• Pet names aren't Chris' go-to way of addressing you, especially to your face. He does use them, but not a lot. You might here, baby, honey, sweetie.
• All in all, he's truly a good boyfriend and his little flaws get overshadowed by everything else that makes him awesome.
Leon Kennedy
• Awkward lil guy.
• Leon is the kind of boyfriend that if he has no idea what your telling him or asking him, he'll either shrug or just give you a thumbs up.
• He cares about you, a lot, he just has a hard time showing it.
• He's kinda shy when talking to you as his partner, normally he's fine with talking to you, but if he's trying to flirt or tell you how much you mean to him, he's a stuttering mess until he eventually just says something stupid like, "You're awesome."
• Leon can't cook. At all. It's a disaster when he does. He needs help.
• He also has some flaws that are kinda hard to work with. He also suffers from alcoholism and PTSD like Chris, but his other thing is that he has the tendency to run away, mentally and sometimes physically, if a confrontation gets too heated.
• He hates fighting with you but knows it's a healthy thing in relationships, he just gets a little scared when things start to get loud. He isn't scared of you, he feels like the reason you're upset is because of him and his thoughts get the better of him.
• Leon will come back after he knows you've calmed down and then you two will continue with the topic in a more quiet manner. A lot of the beginning of the conversation is you reassuring him that you weren't mad at him and that he did nothing wrong and that you're sorry.
• Pet names for Leon are simple and he uses them a little more than Chris but he still says your name more. You might here sweetie, sweetheart, honey.
• Overall, he's a good boyfriend, you just have to be a little patient with him from time to time.
Jill Valentine
• Badass with a big heart.
• Jill has made it clear to a lot of people that she isn't someone to fuck around and find out with. But for the people that she cares about, she's nothing but a sweetheart to them.
• When she loves someone, they know it, and they should never throw that kind of affection away. Ever.
• The beginning of the relationship might not be as grand as all others but that's mostly because Jill is testing the waters with you, her trust issues will always get in the way but she's always willing to try.
• After you've gained her trust, there is nothing, absolutely nothing that stops her from showering you in all the love she has to offer.
• Her love language is also physical touch and she won't stop showing it to you, even in public. The only difference outside is that it's in small ways, her favorite thing to do is just simply booping you on the nose.
• Jill can cook but it's mostly just easy stuff or stuff that have instructions on whatever packaging it came in.
• Her issues/flaws are trust issues, PTSD, and anxiety. She gets nightmares and gets a little panicked whenever she hears or sees something alarming, leaving you to be the person to comfort her in her times of distress.
• Jill uses pet names sometimes, more-so if she's in trouble or is about to tell/ask you something that could potentially get her in trouble. You may hear, honey, hun, babe.
• Jill's a great girlfriend to have and is all around amazing, getting with her is like finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
Sherry Birkin
• (I honestly need to do more with Sherry because she's genuinely a character I feel everyone loves but gets overshadowed a lot by other characters so, this is a little short to maybe a series?)
• Sherry hasn't had the greatest life, to say the least. But she doesn't let that stop her from being happy and content with who she loves and cares about.
• Her childhood probably wasn't the greatest, her teenage years undoubtedly got ripped away from her, then she became an agent, another time consuming thing.
• The chances of her not having a romantic partner prior to you was incredibly high due to the way the government... or, Derek Simmons, treated her.
• She loves you to death and would do anything for you, even without asking. Her love for you was a little startling to you at first but you eventually got used to it and found it cute.
• Sherry is a sucker for classic and even cheesy romantic stuff and her optimism about it makes you feel the same, seeing her face light up every time the two of you do something together that would be classified as such is just amazing.
• Her flaws are not terribly bad but they do sometimes worry you. Hers consist of PTSD, parental issues, and having a hard time with confrontation.
• Not all bad things necessarily but can be a little troublesome for times. Her PTSD can give her nightmares or keep her up all night and she has a hard time going to doctors appointments, especially if needles are involved. The parental issues is something she doesn't really talk about but you notice she gets a little sad around September. And the confrontation thing? Well...
• The first time you and Sherry had a fight, she knew it was normal but she felt like the little defenseless girl she once was and hated the feeling. She ended up breaking down and crying, it was the first time you saw her cry and it felt like someone stabbed you in the heart.
• She uses some pet names but kinda only uses your real name. You might hear, sweetie, honey, baby.
• Sherry truly loves you and in her dreams, she plans on growing old with you. You landed yourself an amazing girlfriend with a heart of gold.
Finn Macaulay
• Big puppy energy.
• Finn is undoubtedly one of the sweetest and nicest guys out there, also just the most wholesome.
• He cares about a lot of people but it's pretty clear that once he meets you, he'd do anything and everything to keep you safe and feel loved.
• Like I mentioned with Sherry, Finn probably didn't have a whole lot of relationships before you so he's kind of the hopeless romantic type.
• His love language is physical touch to an extreme, he always has to be in reach of you or it's like he's in a depressive mood. It's very sweet but he also gets in trouble for it a little when working.
• Finn's flaws aren't terrible, to say the least, and they're actually rather cute when you really think about it.
• He has some small PTSD but it's not too bad (yet), some anxiety, and a little paranoia.
• Now, they all sound bad but they're not severe at all, and they mostly come off as Finn worrying too much.
• The PTSD is just hearing a loud bang and thinking it's a gun or missile and nightmares that keep him up at night.
• Finn uses pet names a handful of times but prefers to use your name. You might hear, honey, baby, princess/prince. (I was gonna put Pumpkin but I thought if he had a kid, he'd call them Pumpkin instead.)
• In the end, Finn is an amazing boyfriend and does everything he can to make sure you're the happiest you can be. Finn wants to have a family with you when he's ready and he hopes you'll let him.
Jake Muller
• Oh, this assho--
• Jake's an asshole but he's not an absolute dickbag. He just has his moments.
• He has a different way of showing he cares about someone that's not like everyone else's way.
• Like I said, he has his moments of pure asshole-ness and being incredibly nice and sweet.
• His flaws aren't necessarily as bad as others either, just something you have to get a little used to them or talk with him about it.
• Jake has some daddy issues, anger issues, and a touch of dickishness.
• All of these things Jake can work through and also some things you get used to at some point but they also make him who he is.
• His love language is pebbling, he finds something he likes or something that reminds him of you and he'll just give it to you without explaining.
• Jake's pet names aren't what a lot of people would expect but you call him a lot of these things in return to even each other out. You might hear, dumbass, idiot, fuck-head.
• Jake truly is a good boyfriend when it comes down to it and he cares about you deeply. Also like Finn and Sherry, he wants to grow old with you and have a family eventually.
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[TEASER] PICTURE PERFECT: PARK JAYS FUCK LIST — p. js
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PAIRING : sub!jay × fem!reader
GENRE : smut, strangers to lovers, romance, highschool au
WARNINGS : profanity, sex/smut, sub!brat!jay, corruption, MDNI, ... tba
A game is a form of play or sport in which, typically, you play against someone or a group of people whilst abiding to its rules and conditions in order to determine the winner. Like his own sport, rugby player, Jay, has one goal, and that is to be victorious.
The rugby team has an annual game called "The Picture Perfect Fuck List." This game is exclusively made by the Decelis Academies rugby players and only they can participate. Any other wanting participants outside of the varsity team is strictly denied and prohibited to join
The games main objective is to cross out as many names as you can in your Fuck List and by the end of the school year, the player who crosses out the most or the one who completes their list the earliest will be renowned as this school year's victor.
Naturally, like any other game, Picture Perfect has its own set of rules; one of which is the condition made to avoid false claims. The rule states that in order to prove your legitimacy, they must snap picture of their nights agenda with their full consent.
As someone who's in the varsity team, Jay is given a list of girls he has to hook up with by the end of the school year. The thing is, there's only one name listed on his, yours.
Around the school, you're known as someone who hates rugby players. To you, they're egotistic, self centered, and nothing worthy of your time. Their simply just people who's good at one game, what's so amazing about that?
"Jay," You call out in a warning only to recieve a breathy hum, his voice and face so near, you feel your back tingle. The proximity and the way his voice sounds is affecting you and in an attempt to find salvation, you take a quiet breath, opting to continue your sentence despite the mishap. "What're you doing?"
Your tone demanded an answer and the authority mixed with your voice didn't help to calm down Jays fastening heart rate. And so, not wanting to anger you, he answers, truthfully. "Came here to see you."
Clicking your tongue, you roll your eyes once again before releasing a chuckle in disbelief. "I hope you know I'm not going to play your stupid little game."
"You don't have to. You can just play with me instead." He replies, smirking at you the moment your eyes lock with his.
He sees the way your eyes fire up, encasing him in your beauty and willingly trapping himself in your gaze as he watches the way your mind tries to process his words of invitation. Like him, you can't help but admire how warm and soft his skin looks, the shades the sunset illuminating his face and now, you can perfectly see just how pretty his eyes look as they bore into yours.
This man ticks all the boxes in your checklist. However, you hate to say that he only checks in with the physical attributes of your ideal man and not with the way he acts. You might not know him at all, but at the end of the day, he's still a jock and you're sure that he acts like one; cocky, ungrateful, and so full of himself.
"Are you normally this shameless, Jay?"
"Shameless?" He asks in such an innocent manner you almost forget how close he is to you without your permission. "I'm only like this towards you." He says, smiling cheekily.
"Ah," You let out, nodding your head before telling it to the side. Smirking, "You don't let girls go down on you normally, hm?"
"No," He answers, eyes trained to you and voice sounding far off as he stays breathless under your trance. "Only you."
Truthfully, Jay still has no idea why it's so easy to surrender himself to you. With all the ego and dominance he likes to show, It’s baffling how he's so ready for you to take him in and keep him at your disposal. You do that to him; make him weak, feel like he's worthless in the most satisfying way.
It's embarrassing really, there has never been an instance where you've shown any interest in him, always shrugging him off and leaving him in the dust. Yet, why is he so entranced? That's an answer only you can answer. You're the solution to all his endeavors, meaning that without you, he's lost.
Is this the true reality of having a crush? Surely it isn't. His feelings are too strong, too impactful. He has only known you for moreover 4 months and yet you never fail to rock his world with the smallest of gestures.
Amidst the silence, Jays offer is still spread wide in front of you and it's hard to ignore it. If the game wasn't on and he wasn't a varsity player, you wouldn't have wasted a single heartbeat to take him up on his offer. However, his case is different.
With the way Jays eyes runs over your whole figure, they tell a story so different yet cover so similar to the one you despise. It seem as if his feelings are true and unfiltered, that his shy gazes and the way he blushes so easily tells you that it's not about the game anymore.
Although his eyes seem to be resolute, you have to stay logical. It's up to you to be smart and think whether or not it's wise to agree, but knowing the game is still on, you're conflicted.
So, not wanting to make a fool of yourself and get whatyou desire at the same time, you're determined not to give him what you assume he wants. His goal is to put his dick inside you? Well, too bad because it's never going to happen.
Just like how he's so in control whenever he's on the field, you're going to play with him whichever way you want. You're going to make him beg for you, make him work for his reward, and you're not going to let a single complaint run past his pretty mouth.
As you've made up your mind, you click your tongue in annoyance, mentally kicking yourself in advance for the shit you're about to do.
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I'd do anything to find out how Eddie would feel about ME. Not the one I display at work, not the one I display in front of my parents, but the me who is let out when I'm all alone in my bedroom.
The one who smiles so hard at the sight of Ozzy that she cries, squeals and hides her face in her shirt, curling in on herself. The one who almost screams in excitement every time there's an Ozzy song on a randomised playlist, the one who tells herself she's a stubborn bitch whose got a cold, dead and shrivelled black heart, but actually that's not even remotely true because she loves so hard and so quietly it hurts. The one who falls asleep watching horror films but has to have a nightlight because she's also scared of the dark and watches horror films when she studies and finds comfort in horror but also cries when an animal gets hurt even when it's obviously fake. The one who cries when she has to put her Hellfire Club shirt in the wash and then cries again when it comes out and dances around her room when she digs her flannel like Uncle Wayne's out because she only ever wears those shirts together because you can't have one Munson without the other.
The me who always always works as hard as she can but never feels like she's doing enough, like she's working hard enough. So she keeps pushing until her body gets so exhausted that she sleeps for over twelve hours solid, wakes up and immediately keeps working to make up for the time she rested. The me who was relentlessly bullied all through school, almost fifteen years, who was only ever asked out as a dare or as a joke and so now she's 25 and hasn't dated since she was 17 and romantically wrote herself off at 20 because fictional men can't tell her they wouldn't love her and she's learned to love this part of her but fuck, sometimes she looks at pictures of Eddie and cries because she'd do anything to know how he would feel about her. The me who drinks 18 cups of coffee a day and jokes that if coffee was a man, she'd be in trouble, who slams her head against her desk when she doesn't understand something the first time and often thinks she's too stupid for what she's studying but she keeps trying because like Ozzy said, "kicking back don't make it".
Who tries and tries and tries and tries and pretends she's okay in front of people but cries when she's alone and doesn't understand why she won't let people comfort her until she's at the point where she has to because she can't handle herself anymore and needs help to help herself. The me whose thoughts are always racing, anxiety always high, her mind pushing her body to work harder harder harder faster until she's stumbling over her own feet having cut back on sleep trying to satisfy her mind's high self-expectations but she physically can't do it and she knows it but she still hates herself for it, her thoughts mean and her trauma always in the back of her head, affecting her daily but she never shows it overtly because she learned how to be her own therapist. At the time, she had no choice, and now it's just common nature.
The me who wears boots and black skinny jeans and an Ozzy or Dio or Metallica or Iron Maiden shirt with a skull cardigan and a leather jacket and a black backpack with a huge heavy metal warning label every day and blasts those same bands all day but still doesn't know if she gets to call herself a metalhead. But wants to because it feels right to her but what if she's wrong and then she's a poser and Eddie would hate that! Or would he? Her self-critical ways drive her insane but she keeps it all inside and channels it into this blog or her studying because if she keeps busy, that's one less thing she can rip into herself for. The me who loves Eddie so much it HURTS but she's never seen episode nine and wants reassurance on if, does that mean she doesn't really love Eddie if she's too scared to watch it because she knows it's gonna hurt? What if it means she doesn't love Eddie? The me who cries hard and often and it's a mental health red flag if she goes days without crying from any emotion because she's a crier and always has been and if Ozzy doesn't make her smile then that's a serious red flag. The me who is getting nervous to write this but just wants Eddie.
The me who looked for Eddie all through her school years but never ever found him and so learned to love being herself by herself but fuck, sometimes she just wants Eddie. But she never found him so she's trying to become someone he would be proud of, someone he would love. The me who just wants to help people, no ulterior motive, the me who has zoned out in a store writing this while her 293 holiday photos develop. The me who wants to show Eddie every part of her and see his reaction or lack thereof because she doesn't know. She tells others he would love them because he would but she's the exception to his love and why? She doesn't know. She just loves Eddie a whole damn lot and it hurts. She was never wanted by anyone in school, though she dated but it was only because she was expected to or because they were after something or one of her friends or for something she wasn't prepared to give and she was discarded when she wouldn't do those things. The me who never even fit in with someone in her friend group, she always felt like there was a glass wall between herself and her friends and she wanted so badly to fit in but just didn't know how.
The me who is trying so so hard to make her dreams come true even though daily she considers giving up but she doesn't because Eddie wouldn't, Eddie wouldn't and he never did so she won't, she finds strength in him, the me who got home from her trauma and prayed for someone to live her life for her because she just couldn't do it anymore, but she realised that no one was coming to save her and put her life back together so she figured out how to stand back up and for it for herself by herself. And now she's here years later doing her best but feeling all the while like she's barely trying and she's been treading mud for years and she really should just give up because her dream of becoming a neuropsychologist and finally moving out of her parents' house is never gonna happen and she's turning into them, she fears, but she hopes she won't she won't she won't.
She'd do anything to find out if she, as she is right now, is someone Eddie would love, but she's too scared to ask. She learned the hard way not to ask questions unless you're 100% sure you want the answer.
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Here's part 2 of my comment.
Okay now I am ready to throw hands with Wednesday. She would 100% beat my ass but she deserves it for hurting R and being so complicated.
Bitch seriously?? You wish to know what upset her? IT'S YOU YOU IDIOT. You going to the dance with Tyler after ignoring R! Wednesday can be very very dumb. And frustrating. Yet we still love her. But only if she fixes her mistakes!
Ugh, Xavier. Go away. No one likes you.
Omg, Thing with a bow tie!! How adorable is that!?
Lol, Thing please trip people! That really is hilarious. I love Wednesdays kind of humor. Her and I definitely share that.
Oh NOW you realize you made a mistake?? Wednesday girl, I guess it's better late than never but come on. You're way smarter than this.
Eliminating a problem?? Giiiirl R is not a problem! If you can't handle your feelings then get a grip and learn how to deal with them. Wednesday has to qualms with hurting people and in general she's just a very self serving person, which we all know and love, but sooner or later she will realize that her egotistical actions have negative consequences. It's totally understandable that Wednesday has problems with dealing with her emotions cause she doesn't really have any experience in that matter. Sje is in general a very logic and straightforward person. Obviously it's frustrating to see how she is handling everything but honestly it's so spot on for Wednesday and she just needs the time to realize completely what she is feeling and how her actions are affecting others around her. It's a learning process for her that is just like canon with Enid and her moving out.
Ha, Thing is having the time of his life. I love to see it!
Tyler shut up already. You're incredibly stupid if you think Wednesday is even remotely interested in spending time with you. What an idiot.
Go Wednesday, now is your chance! Go after R!
HA TAKE THAT FUCK FACE! Wednesday didn't even let him finish talking 😂
Oh my heart. All this time R thought it was her fault, that she isn't worth it anymore. How sad is that. Wednesday, the fight is back on. I will beat your ass for hurting R like this!
Wednesday it's your turn now to reach out and mend Rs broken heart. Go on!
Finally! Wednesday admitted her feelings.
Aww, look at Wednesday initiating physical contact and her first form of cuddling. Very endearing!
Phew, what a wild ride that was. I went from hating Wednesday, to sympathizing with her and understanding her, to being angry again and now back to loving her.
Your writing really is incredibly, I especially love how you incorporate these metaphors so flawlessly and through that make your stories so vivid and beautiful. Not to mention how well you capture Wednesdays complicated characterization. It really is so spot on and true to the show!
That may even be one of my favorite stories of yours!
gonna put this under a cut again because it'll probably be kinda long<3
Okay now I am ready to throw hands with Wednesday. She would 100% beat my ass but she deserves it for hurting R and being so complicated.
so true tbh
Ugh, Xavier. Go away. No one likes you.
exactly!!! this energy >>>
Omg, Thing with a bow tie!! How adorable is that!?
right??? idk if that actually happened in the show (i will be rewatching soon) but if it didn't, it absolutely should have 🤚‼️
Eliminating a problem?? Giiiirl R is not a problem! If you can't handle your feelings then get a grip and learn how to deal with them. Wednesday has to qualms with hurting people and in general she's just a very self serving person, which we all know and love, but sooner or later she will realize that her egotistical actions have negative consequences. It's totally understandable that Wednesday has problems with dealing with her emotions cause she doesn't really have any experience in that matter. Sje is in general a very logic and straightforward person. Obviously it's frustrating to see how she is handling everything but honestly it's so spot on for Wednesday and she just needs the time to realize completely what she is feeling and how her actions are affecting others around her. It's a learning process for her that is just like canon with Enid and her moving out.
yeah this is what i was talking about. she really has to be bonked on the head with consequences to realize what she did wrong and why it was wrong. which i wanted to communicate some here.
like morticia was 100% spot on when she said that wednesday was, in a lot of ways, her own biggest enemy (at least when it comes to this stuff). her being so set in her ways would have catastrophic consequences at some point, like when enid moved out in episode 6 (or 7?...)
(i was tempted to make this one have an unhappy ending as well but...getting through 8k words just have an unhappy ending for this story would've been unsatisfying for both me and you guys lol)
HA TAKE THAT FUCK FACE! Wednesday didn't even let him finish talking 😂
honestly, this only happened because i was making an effort to keep it more gender neutral, but it was also just really funny
Aww, look at Wednesday initiating physical contact and her first form of cuddling. Very endearing!
hope it wasn't disappointing lol. like this one of my more slow-paced stories because i was trying to keep her at least kinda in character but at the same time...over 13k words combined for just that is a little funny. hope it was still enjoyable<3
Your writing really is incredibly, I especially love how you incorporate these metaphors so flawlessly and through that make your stories so vivid and beautiful. Not to mention how well you capture Wednesdays complicated characterization. It really is so spot on and true to the show!
That may even be one of my favorite stories of yours!
SJKHFDSJ thank youuu<33 i actually tried a bit harder with the metaphors here (especially the overarching one) so as long as they make sense, that's what matters!
and i'm happy wednesday mostly feels in character here. trying to write her well while also balancing the romance aspect is always a bit of a challenge. and looking at the length...there was obviously a lot to cover, so i'm glad it worked and i'm really happy that you enjoyed it 💞
this is definitely one of my favorite stories of the ones i've written but, i also don't particularly like most of the ones i've written so idk how much my opinion really matters lol-
these messages made my afternoon. work is boring the hell out of me so getting to take a few minutes to reply to these was really fun<3 thank you so much 😭
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venting under cut
the funniest and most annoying part of my ex coming home is that he leaves his door cracked open all day long then comes home and slams doors shut and stomps around and then locks his door as if I'm gonna barge in there for something. get over yourself I have literally ignored you for a month and a half now
like sorry you decided to dump me for another person u were already talking to with 5-6 months left on our lease. tried to hide it then got mad when I didn't react well to finding out!
as of this is solely MY fault. I can fully acknowledge and feel bad about saying things I can't take back, even if I don't regret all of it. but you also DID things you can't take back! like this is violent but I hope your stupid relationship crumbles and you have no one to put your dick in lol.
this whole thing still sucks so so bad because even thought I KNOW I'm not a Broken Human Being for not wanting sex or kids or family etc etc it sure feels like being tossed aside since the person he left me for already conveniently has a kid! I hate being queer I hate being trans I hate being ace. but then I remember I've been staking my whole identity on satisfying him for the last few years anyway and then I love being queer and trans and ace.
I can't and won't look into what he's doing or what his friends or family think of me or what he's doing. I would love to be validated but either way will negatively affect my mental health. the physical stress responses I've been having to this whole ordeal are driving me up the fucking wall to the point where no, I CAN'T move in with my sister the floor below mine because I need to get away from this entire building for now. my hair is falling out my scalp health is shit I can barely eat I can't sleep my body hurts hurts hurts my head hurts I have heartburn every day I can't enjoy my days off and I can barely enjoy my time with my friends. I'd love to move back in here with a friend that I trust or smth someday because I love the building I live in so so so much. I just cannot physically be here anymore. I need healing time away from him and memories of him. suck when you have 10 years of that under your belt!
he kept trying to feed me this story that he "didn't expect to find someone so soon" after we'd talked right after the breakup and agreed we'd tell each other when we were ready to start dating other people again. I really thought there'd be a recuperation period. but even if you physically weren't you sure emotionally were! "unexpected" getting with her 1 week after dumping me my ass. I hope she has fun doing nothing with you except waiting for you to get off the computer and getting tired of your sex drive. could not drag him out of the house for ANYTHING. it was like pulling teeth to go on a date!!!
I wanted to see some kind of emotion on him after we broke up. besides the initial break. but he got over it so so fast and I've still been crying nearly every day for another stupid reason over it. I'm not dwelling as hard as I used to because I know it's better this way, but now I just end up focusing on things like "well what's wrong with me" and is it because I'm not a girl is it because I'm autistic is it because I'm annoying why do you hate my friends why wouldn't you hang out with me why wouldn't you sit down and watch 1 episode of a tv show with me
and before we broke up and I kept trying to ask him if the "talk" he wanted to have was going to be a good or bad thing (I knew it would be a breakup) he kept insisting it was good. even to the point where he had to walk into the bathroom to reassure me because I was texting him from the SHOWER. that it would be a good talk. boom the next morning kills me with the worst news I'd ever received in my whole life! good talk for YOU probably.
ugh. UGH. I'm still so extremely angry. I know he knows that too, even though I don't outwardly show it. I just never ever thought this relationship would end. or that it would end LIKE THIS. I want to be DONE being mad and upset so I can move on but that probably won't happen until I move out of here and not be forced to be in the same house as him. or the same neighborhood or city as him.
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I don't have a problem with steven universe as a show. I probably would never have stopped watching if I could have watched it in a vacuum, separate from the internet community, but I didn't know it would be so bad going in.
I rewatch it sometimes. I never get very far though... because while watching I think, "this is fun! The episode where Greg breaks his leg is awkward but I can't remember what got me so uncomfortable about this show" and then I get to the episode where I caught up with everyone else. Wayyyy back in the day I had started it on a delay and so it just took me some time to catch up to where the air schedule was.
It was the keystone motel episode. The reality of the fandom at the time hits me every time I rewatch and it affects my perspective for the rest of the show... I can't help it. It just brings back bad memories.
If you don't know/remember or haven't seen, the keystone motel episode is one where a few of the characters had just had a falling out in the episode prior. They weren't speaking, and a couple of them went on a road trip to decompress, but they just bottled everything up until it exploded in a rush of anger and sadness. It was one of the most serious points of the show so far, because characters felt used, and they tried to unpack that in the episode.
But they didn't do it "perfectly", so everyone had an opinion about how it was a bad episode. Comparisons were made claiming characters had abused others when the show never said that happened. Somebody found a real life listing for a hotel by the same name as the one in the episode and people started tanking its ratings with fake one star reviews that pretended the plot of the episode really happened at this real, actual place of business. Everyone was calling this character or that character toxic, and you had to pick sides, you had to have an opinion on the fight in the show. Don't you know that making a mistake is unforgivable and abusive? Don't you know that character didn't apologize even though only one episode has aired since then and they weren't even in it? You had to be morally right about it or else people would flood your inbox with insults. It was pretty terrible.
Hate for one specific character stemmed from this one plot point and even though the mistake was apologized for, and the characters made up and became friends again (gradually I guess), people still hated her for the mistake. For like. Entire seasons afterwards. People acted like this character was an outright bigot that would never change. The stakes of the show would shift and the characters evolved mentally and physically, they grew together and became more tightly knit than before. Apologies were accepted. But that didn't matter cause that one episode happened three years ago!
And that mentality kind of just... followed the show forever. That one post that says the schedule fucked the show's style over is completely right, the months long breaks between episodes brewed discourse every time something aired. That discourse ruined the magic for me. I never finished the show because of it- Steven universe started covering more complex topics, but every time, it was wrong somehow. People were never satisfied. I kept seeing so many horrible things on my dashboard. So I stopped. I blocked the tag for a long time, unfollowed a lot of people. It stressed me out just seeing fanart on my dash... ugh. I feel bad but I still don't even follow blogs that even sometimes post about the show.
Maybe one day I'll be able to separate all that stupid junk from the actual material in the show. Hasn't happened yet, though. It's hard to separate shit in my brain. I need a brain sieve or something. Maybe I should find some good people to rewatch with so I can make new memories to override the old ones...
#ghostly posts#Steven universe#rant#long post#-> sorry I just wanted to talk about my very specific experience and felt#too bad to dump it on that one post that's going around rn#I wish I hadn't caught up ever at all and that I waited to watch it without that stupid outside influence
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I feel really upset that I seem to get really attached to someone just to suddenly start feeling overwhelmed by their affection
Like, with my first ever partner, I loved them so, so much the first few years, but by like the 3rd or 4th year I started getting so uncomfortable with them showing me physical affection that I started to get really upset with them and kept trying to distance myself. At some point I stopped loving them completely despite being so happy with them not long ago.
And now I can't even find the motivation to talk with my online friends- the only people I have to comfort me when I'm not at school because I don't feel comfortable talking with my family about anything- so I've been ignoring them and not getting on all my main socials because I feel too drained to talk to them.
And like 6 or 7 of my online friends actually reached out to ask what was wrong (because I put in my Discord bio that I was having a difficult time) but I ignored all of them besides for 2 of them.
And I just told those 2 people to tell 2 of my other friends that I loved them and that I was trying to get better...like I'm such a fucking coward that I couldn't even tell more people myself and I had to get someone else to do it for me.
All of those friends told me it was okay and that they'd wait for me to get back one day- but it's been months and I feel like such an asshole for leading them in and making them wait for me even though I'm probably never going to get better anytime soon.
I hate it. I just want to talk to my friends again but I'm too damn stupid to get enough motivation to actually say hi or anything. I'm the worst excuse of a 'friend' ever, i hate this so much.
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what a waste of fucking time i don't know why i even try to make time for you when i don't feel good and you don't make me feel good
you made me feel like i don't want to talk to you date you or have sex with you ever
and you worsened how i was feeling all together
i went out on a limb to be vulnerable because i want to be closer to you and you didn't take advantage of it at all
i feel sick and i feel so much worse
all i fucking needed was someone to be fucking nice to me and hold me like they fucking love me and care for me
i just want to be loved and cared for and i want to feel special
i don't feel fucking special
i want to connect with someone i want to be with someone i want to be in love with someone and have a good time and be cute and gay and have fun sex
i feel so alone in every way
i feel so estranged
i want to hurt myself so bad
i don't know why i ever try with you
every time i try with you it's like talking to a wall or loving a wall
it's hard enough to put myself out there
you don't let me in and therefore i cannot let you in and you don't even care
you want minimal and you're fine with it
you don't want me you don't want better with me you don't see the world in me
fuck you
why did i even fucking try with you
why is it so difficult
why can't someone just fucking love me
your life is so easy because you don't care
you don't sleep enough you don't eat enough you don't care and you're fine because you're just high and you're just there
i hate you
i want to stab myself
nobody cares about having an emotional connection with me
nobody wants to show me they appreciate me with affection
i want to scream
and if i say any of this kinda shit to you you just cry you don't change you don't actually care you just feel upset that i'm upset and feel bad about yourself
and you just feel like i'm fucking crazy for caring and i just look fucking stupid because you don't care as much as i do
i look so fucking stupid all of the god damn time because nobody cares about anything when i do
i deserve so much
i deserve someone who cares and expresses their care and makes me feel cared for and seen and loved and special
i hate this stupid world i hate everyone nobody is really there and lost in the moment with me
everything is a fucking disconnect
when it is a connect it's just funny shit or someone just tolerating me to listen or vise versa
i don't want to be here
i don't want to be anywhere
i don't feel like i can make it on my own
i don't have any abilities to make me self efficient in the abundant way, mentally or physically
i don't know why i'm wasting my time living on this planet when i cant fucking get ahead
everyone's so god damn privileged and has no idea
and i don't fit in with them because i have things so differently in every fucking way
and that just makes me feel so fucking worthless
i am a good person and i deserve good people and good people who care about themselves and their bodies and others
i deserve abundance
i deserve love and affection
i deserve to be seen
i deserve to be perceived for all of the good that i am
i deserve to be touched, held and kissed with meaning
i deserve a car
i deserve mental and physical health
i deserve good skin and a better looking body
i deserve to be hungry and have an appetite and enjoy food
i deserve peace and love and not pain
i deserve to feel comfortable and safe in my own home
i deserve to be heard
i deserve to be admired
i deserve the world
i submit to love and open myself up just to get fucking shit on and people wonder why i'm so avoidant
it's because i would be drained to try with those who don't care or love me, by those who don't want to care about others or love others
i'm sure they would tell you otherwise but their actions are different
i feel absolutely worse after talking to you this morning
there's no point to tell you anything
you misunderstand my entire being
i don't feel safe with you
i don't want you to percieve me
i don't trust you anymore
i thought that i could trust you and that you were safe and you're not
just because you have positive actions doesn't make you trustable
you blame me for everything
set boundaries and look within yourself
because i feel trapped in this situation and worse here now because i have to live with you and i have no means to get out
i want to shoot myself and self destruct
my brain just keeps thinking "you could just kill yourself"
see you don't get things because you've never gotten to know someone
everyone you've dated has been either distant or had addiction problems so they aren't even who they really are
you can't handle being close to someone
and i can't handle being close to you
you just blame me and judge me
maybe you're the reason i'm doing worse
i can feel energy
i feel worse about myself when i'm around you and maybe that's why
you don't actually think positively of me
you don't actually think positively of me
why would you lead me to believe you loved me when you don't even like me?
why are you wasting your time?
why are you wasting my time?
why did you lead me on so long?
what's the point?
why did you let me trust you then?
what the fuck did you even want from me?
what were you even gaining by desiring anything of me when you don't even fucking like me?
the things you think about me aren't even true.
which means you don't see me with love.
you are just nice so you can feel like a better person. because you're afraid. because you got abused to think you weren't enough, so if you prove that you are, you will be worthy of loving.
your actions aren't rooted in loving me.
they're rooted in fear.
and you wonder why i feel so unlovable.
your energy tells me everything.
you say i don't know you.
i can see it all. i just don't want to.
it's so hard to face that someone you've been in love with for a year and let your guard down for is just an empty fear based connection.
i feel manipulated and lead on.
i thought you were so different.
i guess it's my fault for not listening to my intuition because everyone says i'm crazy and gaslights me.
nobody sees me. nobody loves me. nobody notices my wisdom. EVERYONE. LOOKS. DOWN. ON. ME.
hell, my mom literally curses me energetically because she's so lowsy with her energy.
i wish i could get out of here and leave you alone.
but i'm in financial debt to you and partially myself.
i thought we could grow together.
i thought you were so sweet.
it's just an act you do because you feel guilty.
it's not who you are.
you're too afraid to be who you are because that would mean someone would want to reject you or leave you even more.
i am in so much disbelief that you aren't who i thought you were and that you made me believe you were different.
you wonder why i'm doing so poorly of all this time knowing you. you're making me sicker. crazier. you're stabbing me constantly. and you still blame me.
the only thing i blame myself for is caring. caring too much about people who don't actually love you. maybe that's why you think poorly of me. maybe that's why you think i'm so fucking stupid and weak. maybe that's why i act so weak. i guess it was delusional to think you'd ever geniunely love me back and not keep hurting me. i guess i am crazy. i guess there is something fishy about someone who keeps things to themselves. because they know they're toxic. that's why i cant have you or your feelings or who you really are, because it's not nice, it's not love, and it's not light. it's all been just an act and a game of manipulation for you to keep me, i guess. pretty fucked up. you go so fast and act like everything's fine because you can't face it. and you look down on someone like me, who does face it and is real to themselves. it's not fair. i should be congratulated for being spiritually grown enough to do so. this really isn't going to end well, is it? we really fucked up, didn't we? i guess things would be much more simple if we all were just honest with eachother and ourselves more, huh? less waste of time. i really learned something here didn't i. this is why i don't date people. this is why i don't try. it's always the people that you reveal your suffering to that hurt you twice as bad and further your suffering. must be why they feel so guilty and act nice all the time. because they know they're toxic, they know they're no good for you and they don't deserve you. me, i don't have anything to prove. i leave people alone. it's not fun but it's smart.
all of this just reminds me that i don't actually like anyone and i can't actually trust anyone and nobody is any good for me really
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❄️Todoroki HC's🔥
Aged-up pro hero Shouto. NSFW under the cut. Minors do not interact.
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General
Might as well be tied with Bakugou for the #1 pro hero spot; they seem to pass the crown back and forth every other year. Everyone knows about their intense frenemies uber-rivalry. Well. Everyone but Shouto.
He's asked to speak at a lot of charity events. If he has time to prepare (and hire a speech writer) he is capable of stirring crowds to standing ovations. But if caught unawares... he gets cornered into hilarious on-the-spot interviews. He's been memed. Mercilessly.
He's an OP character, but unfortunately he rolled -500 in fashion sense. Eventually he wises up and hires a stylist. When he finally cuts his hair a slightly different and even more flattering way, it's a national event. People faint in the street.
Does god-awful sleight-of-hand magic tricks when he meets young fans, even though nobody asked him to. The second-hand embarrassment is palpable. But he keeps doing it. God, why does he keep doing it?
Has hovering arm syndrome in every fan photo.
Super into pop music. Not a fan of any particular group or artist, couldn't tell you the name of a single song. But every time he turns up the volume on the radio it's like... really? THIS? Probably pumps that shit through his hero agency to keep up morale. Has no idea what you mean when you tell him his music taste doesn't match his personality.
Similarly, he enjoys brainless romantic comedies and old silent movies. Doesn't laugh at jokes but loses it over physical comedy. Thinks Buster Keaton and Harold Lloyd are the funniest people who ever walked the earth.
He's long and limber. Runs practically a hundred miles every day just to "relax." Doesn't even get sweaty doing it. A filthy yoga addict. He'll probably live to be 200 years old.
He can regulate his body temperature for quirk use but in everyday life he's always half a degree outside the Goldilocks zone. It drives him quietly insane; he has an epic love-hate relationship with his thermostat.
Has a therapy animal pet. Doesn't matter if it's a dog or a cat or a bird or an iguana or a teeny tiny rodent. It's the best-behaved animal in the country and speaks more languages than you. It has its own room and an instagram account with millions of followers.
Lives in a traditional Japanese estate that doubles as a national treasure. Probably has government-appointed snipers at the gate, and he's just like, "don't worry about it." You are afraid to touch anything. Fuck, don't even look at anything, just to be safe.
Has an outstanding personal chef who only gets to cook five things unless (thank fuck!!) company comes over. Impossibly picky eater. He rotates between a few "safe" foods and suspiciously side-eyes everything else. If you cook something unfamiliar for him it will be the most awkward meal of your life, because he'd never tell you he doesn't like it. But oh lord, just look at his face.
This clashes directly with his love of traveling. Frequently uses his hero earnings to visit exotic foreign locales over long weekends... but rarely tries the food.
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Dating
A grey-ace demisexual disaster. You could count the number of people he's been attracted to on one hand. He falls madly in love every time and always gets his heart smashed to pieces when his crush can't magically intuit the meaning of his frigid longing glances and generically courteous romantic gestures.
Which is stupid, because he gets propositioned constantly. He can't walk out the door without being flirted with. People keep slipping him their phone numbers and he always directs them to his agency like a moron. It's a good thing he will never understand how attractive he is because that's the only thing keeping him from total world domination.
Conventional attractiveness does not compute. Shouto doesn't have a type, doesn't care that he's an eleven whilst you are merely mortal. He will fall for your personality above all else.
Probably falls head over heels because your schedules overlap in a completely ordinary way and he witnesses you doing something endearing or brave or most likely: utterly mundane.
Pick a favorite, because you're his favorite coworker, or his favorite barista, or his favorite random bystander in line at the grocery store. You made him smile once; then he spent the next three months daydreaming about your future together before you accidentally stomped on his foot, initiating your first real conversation.
He's big on healthy communication. HUGE. He goes to therapy and it shows. Will talk through literally everything to the point of delirium. Sometimes his dedication to resolving every issue right away can get overwhelming; sometimes you just need some frickin time alone. But it pays off, because the two of you have practically never have a "real fight." There's just no way for bad vibes to fester.
STILL, his family wasn't exactly... erm... verbally or emotionally supportive, shall we say. For that reason, he might not give you all the compliments you deserve, because it simply doesn't occur to him to do so. He assumes you know how he feels. If you're self-conscious or insecure in the relationship, it might take him a while to notice. But when he figures it out (or even better, when you tell him directly) he will make it up to you with enthusiasm.
Will take you on lavish dates. Spoils you rotten without actually intending to. He's clueless about money. If you wanted a sugar daddy, you just hit the fucking jackpot. But if the word valet makes you uncomfortable, perhaps suggest some romantic picnics instead. He can still go all out with the food and five-star location without making you see cartoon dollar signs.
Chronic Insomniac. Stays up too late watching YouTube every night. His viewing history is an incomprehensible blur of k-pop music videos, serial killer icebergs, and super girly crafty ASMR channels. When he's watching a video, he is unreachable. Please call back later and try again.
He's disgustingly cute when he sleeps. Doesn't snore, but drools. Sometimes the drool freezes and leaves frost trails on his face in the morning. Still sleeps with the giant stuffed cat pillow that his mother gave him when he was like, zero. He'll inadvertently suffocate you with it, and you will welcome death with open arms because awwwwww!!!!!
The first time he tells you he loves you will be after your traditional Japanese shinto wedding. You won't hear it again until you start a family. Honestly, it's a good thing he doesn't say it often and is always holding you when it happens. It's a knee-buckler.
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Icy-Hot
I don't even need to say it. Shouto is as old-fashioned as they come. You will never open another door or pull out another chair for yourself as long as you live. He will ask before he holds your hand. He will ask before he kisses you. He will stop and check in if you so much as breathe funny during sex.
If you don't orgasm at exactly the same time while staring into one another's eyes, he'll consider himself a failed lover. God forbid you want him to pound you into the futon... cause you are going to have to present that scenario to him in writing first.
Physical intimacy rarely leads to sex. He loves cuddling, craves physical affection. He'll sprawl all over you and turn into goo while you hold him close. He's an amazing, astounding, phenomenally good kisser. And that's... nice and all... but sometimes you have to grab his face and say, "Shouto, I'm horny," before he's like so that's why you're currently dry-humping me?
Even if he isn't technically a virgin the first time (or the millionth time) you sleep together, you won't know the difference. He's a blushing violet. Every. Fucking. Time. This doesn't mean he's a bad lay, oh no. But there's always ten minutes of confused bumbling before he hits his stride and remembers oh yeah, I DO know how to fuck good.
Absolutely silent during sex. Focused. Intense. Sometimes you have to push him a little to make any kind of noise at all, just so you know you're pleasing him (oh don't worry, you are).
His cock is Just Right. Not to big or too small. Perfectly proportioned and symmetrical. Somehow pretty. Like a fucking factory prototype. It truly is not fair.
Gets handsy and restless at night, even if you both have work the next day. Seems to crave sex at three in the morning. You've given him more than one exhausted handjob.
Gets offended if you don't cum. Will go down on you for hours. Of course he uses his quirk to tease you. He doesn't typically use it during actual intercourse, but he's all about foreplay, and he'll use every tool in his arsenal.
His sex drive is completely fucking unpredictable. Sometimes he's all over you, other times he's an icy slab. His line of work leaves him busy and stressed on a near-constant basis, so you can't entirely blame his personality for this one. Just give him some time and help him take care of his basic needs. He'll come back around soon enough.
#todoroki shouto#todoroki x you#todoroki x reader#todoroki x y/n#gender neutral reader#todoroki headcanons#bnha headcanons#mha headcanons#smut#fred writes#bnha#mha
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dar'manda (Mando x f!reader insert)
Prologue
(Inspired by this scene)
Summary: You've been working as a merchant on Nevarro for years now, only out of necessity. Life really wasn't going your way. At least until the Mandalorian came by your booth. Now he's all you think about, and soon he'll be even more.
Warnings: Probably some swearing (real and in universe), violence (eventually), smut (eventually), No use of Y/N, slowburn/fluff (for the first little while)
Notes: Takes place at the end of season 1, and will mostly take place between season one and two. I have been sitting on this for a while due to some fear about reception by the fandom, but honestly I just need to stop thinking about it so here we go. She's going out into the world, and I hope you enjoy. (Also I wrote this prologue like 2 months ago so it isn't quite where I'd like it to be but if you read this please just stick with me, I swear my writing gets better lol)
You don’t know how long it’s been since you last saw him. Weeks? Months? But you can’t get that damn tin can out of your head.
You really have no reason to be this hung up on him. He’s barely spoken to you, you’ve never even seen his face, so it should be easy enough to move on from whatever childish infatuation you have over him. Right? Maker, what kind of person crushes on a mask and a suit of armour?
But there’s something about him, something that keeps him planted in your subconscious. You’ve tried to find the words to explain it, but nothing ever comes close. You can't even begin to understand how this man has completely overtaken your every waking thought.
He used to come by every couple of weeks, and you’d savour every delectable minute of the interaction, but that was all before shit hit the fan of course. You weren't there to see it but when you came back to work the next day it was all anyone could talk about.
“Apparently the metal man broke some Guild rule, and practically all of the other bounty hunters tried to kill him for it.” You heard over your shoulder. As much as you liked to keep to yourself, you couldn’t help form eavesdropping on a conversation between merchants. You did have a guilty pleasure for drama, probably to fill the uneventful void that your mundane life had now become.
“The Mandalorian? He broke their code then!” one exclaimed.
“I heard he went back for a bounty,” someone else whispered.
“What could make someone do something so stupid?” questioned a merchant lady you already didn’t particularly like.
“He doesn’t strike me as stupid,” you interrupt, trying to stick up for the man you were currently enamoured with. “If he did it, there must be a valid reason.”
“If he did it?” She sneered. “Do you not see the damage he left behind? People will be out of business for sure. It’ll take weeks to clean up the mess he made.”
“Then I guess I hope it was worth it. That it wasn't in vain.” You state, putting an end to the conversation. You hoped the man – that you already liked against your better judgement – wouldn’t cause so much harm without some justification.
In the wake of his rebellion, a covert of other masked hunters revealed themselves, shot up the town, and then vanished without a word. And so did your Mandalorian.
Woah hold on. Not yours. Just one random Mandalorian that you’ve said a handful of words to and have harboured a secret crush over.
From the second you saw him you pretty much knew you were screwed. Between the husky modulated voice, and the broad as hell shoulders, there was pretty much no way to quell the instant attraction that rose up in you. His presence alone was suffocating. Nothing could stop the way your vocal cords tightened to the point of forcing out a soft squeal at his sight. The whole time he talked to you, you could feel his visor latch onto your body – pinning you to the spot.
You thought you might find some relief when he left. Quite the opposite. You couldn't help but gawk at the way his body moved, like he knew he was hot shit. He took your damn breath away. And you were glad to know that he couldn't see your lips part to let out a soft moan, or the way they pursed back together as you unconsciously swallowed the suddenly copious amount of saliva pooling in your mouth. Fucking delicious, you thought, shamelessly.
Maybe it was the fact that you knew he could take anyone down in milliseconds. He was untouchable, and this latest defiance proved that. No one crossed the Guild. Well, no one crossed the Guild and got away with it. But if anyone could, it would be Mando.
And there’s another thing. You don’t even know his name. Which means that you’re forced to call him the colloquial slang that is commonly used by outsiders of the Mandalorian culture. “Mando”. You couldn’t help but think about how it almost sounded like an insult, especially when slurred from the mouth of other criminals. You hated the way people spat the word out at him, obviously trying to get him worked up; to see what he was made of. It made you desperately wish that you had a better name to call him, his real name. An intimate piece of knowledge that you could hold on to, something of him that no one else had.
Maybe that made you selfish. Even so, there was so much you wished you knew about him. He was a complete mystery.
To be fair, he probably didn’t even know your own name. You can't recall him asking for it, or if you ever introduced yourself. You were pretty much a bumbling mess the first time you met him. To the point where even if you had tried to say your name it probably would have sounded like you were speaking Huttese. Although, who could blame you. It wasn’t very conventional to introduce yourself to every customer. The people on Nevarro usually kept to themselves, especially the bounty hunters. There wasn’t much room for ‘customer service’. But damn you wish you had tried to make some sort of introduction. Even if it had come out as incoherent nonsense, you think it may have made talking to him later a bit easier.
However, none of that matters if he never comes back, and you bet he won’t. He’s smarter than that. To pull what he did, he’s probably on the other side of the galaxy right now.
Even so, you’ll miss the shared awkward silences and stolen glances that came with each of his visits. Whenever he’d come into the shop, he’d list off what he needed to stock up on, using the most deep and captivating voice you think you’d ever heard. If he hadn’t had that helmet covering his face, you’d swear he stared right into your soul as he did so. It almost made you weak in the knees every damn time. You’d then rummage through each supply crate and gather the best quality of every item, and finally – just to bring your humiliation to an all-time high – you’d give him a discount for absolutely no discernible reason. He took notice of the reduced price the first time and thanked you, only for you to be berated by your boss once he left. Eventually, to your dismay, the niceties came to a halt. Maybe he forgot what full price was, maybe he just couldn’t care less.
Either way, it looks like you’d risked your job for the last time. It’s a shame. For a planet full of bounty hunters and hardened criminals, there’s actually not a lot to entertain you. A shootout here, an escaped bounty there, but nothing that satisfied your desire for an exciting lifestyle.
The closest you got to that would be each time some wide-eyed, eager, wannabe-bounty-hunter strolled through town looking for a chance to weasel their way up the ladder of the Guild. They definitely thought they were more important than they actually were, and they always made a point of showing off for you. Not that you were anything special, just the closest thing with cleavage usually. They’d probably brag about their rank and their kill counts, things you could not care less about. A few of them actually had the balls to ask you out, but it usually only ended in a free meal or drink. To be fair though that was very intentional on your part. It was fun to play the part of a flirtatious girl from the market for a while, and almost exciting to think about how you were completely screwing over those assholes.
Over the time you’ve spent alone in the galaxy you learned exactly how to read those kinds of people. You knew just how far to go, just what to say or do until you got what you needed. As much as you weren’t a fan of physical affection, you often brushed your target's arm or thigh, played with their hair, or if the situation really demanded it – madeout with them behind the cantina. But you always made a point of stopping before things got too far. You may not be a complete saint, but you knew none of the scumbags you met were worth your time.
You wouldn’t have allowed things to go any further. Not with them. Going any further could only be a letdown, and you were fine to take those matters into your own hands…. literally. You may be a complete flirt, but only as a skill to survive in this grimy and dangerous galaxy. You learned early on that being young and female was a vulnerability. That was at least until you discovered how that vulnerability could be shaped into one of your most valuable strengths.
When you think about him though… well something about him made your entire badass facade disappear into thin air. You lost any cool you had the minute he walked past your vendor. Not to mention that there was something else about him that told you he’d see right through it anyway. Maybe it was the visor. Some special setting to read the level of bullshit.
As far as you’ve seen, he doesn’t take anyone’s shit. He definitely isn’t the type to make others feel comfortable in a conversation. He says precisely what he needs to get his point across, nothing more. Never once had you heard him use more than 10 words at a time.
On a few occasions you were lucky enough to end up in the cantina at the same time as him. Whether you were on a break or entertaining some dead-beat for free lunch, you remember how fast your heart would beat when the glint of his helmet met your vision. You wondered if he noticed your presence, or if he even recognized you away from your vendor at the market.
One time you were in the next booth over. Your spine straightened, and your whole body shivered when he slid into his seat and placed himself directly behind you. The proximity was electrifying. It made every neuron in your body fire rapidly and your blood vessels pump impossibly fast. You were probably supposed to be listening to the slimeball buying your drinks drone on about how impressive his last capture was, but the baritone emanating from behind ensnared every ounce of focus you had.
“I’ll take the highest pay” he muttered through the modulator.
“I do have other hunters, Mando. I can’t always guarantee you get the best of the lot.” replied his employer. A smile maintained on his face even when confronting an unforgiving barricade.
“I’m sure you do. But high price means high risk.” Mando responded. His employer’s confused silence forced him to continue. “Those skilled enough to take on the bounties know better than to do so.”
The Guild leaders' laughter bounced off the walls making many patrons turned their heads, while others continued their business, obviously being used to this behaviour.
You were left puzzled in that moment, completely baffled by this interaction. It wasn't until much later that night when it finally clicked. Although you didn’t know exactly how ranking in the Guild worked, you knew Mando was up there. He had the status to strike fear into almost every other bounty hunter he outranked. Mando had staked his claim long ago, and no one in the Guild was stupid enough to try and take a bounty from him. If he wanted something, he was going to get it.
You’d remember that interaction vividly. Not only because of how close you were to the Mandalorian as you overheard it, but also in service as a reminder to you, proving just how dominant he was in this world. He held power over every member of the Guild, including its leader, whether he wanted to admit it or not. You felt idiotic for not instantly understanding the control he wielded wherever he went. Sometimes it's a wonder how completely oblivious you could be.
Although you certainly were not oblivious to the drastic upgrade he got just before leaving. If you thought Mando was intimidating before, his new head to toe silver armour was sure to strike fear into any of his prey. You remember thinking you saw his reflection pass by earlier in the day, but he quickly dissolved into the shadows, as he often found a way of doing. However, later that night when you had just gotten off from work, he strolled back into the cantina for a new batch of bounties and all eyes were drawn to him. Most eyes were filled with jealousy since – as his employer made clear – he completed the job none of them could. They were probably even more enraged by the fact that he wore his reward back into the room, when most of them would have gladly taken that metal to the highest bidder and sold it for a hefty profit. However, you saw him differently than the rest. Your eyes were fixed on him in fear and in wonder. This metal man, already a force of nature, just became that much more impossible to defeat. As if anything could get to him before, it was clear now that no one could reach the Mandalorian.
But again – it doesn't matter. Not a single soul on Canto Bight would bet his shiny ass walks back into this sector. Not unless he has some kinda death wish…
Turns out he has some kinda death wish.
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Chapter 1 is up now!
More notes: Hello there! I hope you enjoyed this lovely mess. I'm not the most proud of it, but I do want to continue this story (which I know we've all read 100 iterations of by now). Either way, I'm having fun writing it, so I might as well post it!
I'd love a like or comment if you'd be willing to share, I'm very new to writing so I'd enjoy any constructive criticism (especially on the first few parts, I know they need work, but at this point I just want to stop thinking about it and continue on with the story). Also this will be ongoing, so if you wanna keep reading feel free to drop your @ in my inbox or in the comments and I can tag you when I update!
So long for now my fellow helmet whores!
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