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cavedogman · 1 year
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sipsteainanxiety · 8 months
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤
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i was tagged by @coopigeoncoo @andypantsx3 @willowser and @namodawrites to do this lil self fic rec game and after finally sitting down to think about it for a very... long... time... i have done it! thank you all for the tag i kiss you each on the forehead and give you a bowl of sliced fruit<3
after looking at all the wips i have in docs right now, i can definitely say that this list would be completely different if i had finished a few of them, but for now this is my ranked list for things i've published already lol
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devil's glare — demon!bkg x reader
bakugou katsuki is a powerful demon that you have the pleasure of dating. but when he pisses you off one day, you decide to get back at him in a pretty petty way: drawing a salt circle around you to force him to apologize 
i had THEE most fun writing this one shot LMAO. it was based on a tiktok of all things that i'd found back when i was still on the app pfft. i just loved the idea of bkg being all surly and aggravated that his little human had purposely drawn a salt circle to prevent him from encroaching on their space. and like... him dealing with wanting to idk kiss you so bad but you're trying to teach him a lesson and he's sooooo mad and fuck, he's gonna do whatever he can to get you to comply to him lmao. if i could draw, there's this one scene where you're wearing this like. cute little set of pjs staring up at this big ass demon, wings unfurled threateningly, snarl on his face, arms crossed with a line of salt in between the two of you. like i have a vision. too bad i can't draw it LMFAOO. maybe one day
2. holding out (just for you) — dragon!bkg x reader
in which you find a horrendously injured dragon in a cave and make it your duty to heal him, not knowing that he’s the infamous dragonshifter, bakugo katsuki, who has been cursed to remain trapped in his dragon form forever—unless the spell is broken
this fic... oh boy. i've been working on this fic since mmm 2021 i think? i can't believe it's been a year since the big bang LMFAOO. i also can't blv this shit evolved from being a standalone to having 3 spinoffs and a sequel but well. here we are. complaints aside i really do have fun writing this fic!! i dunno!! i dont think i'd ever read a dragon bkg fic before and i was like fine i'll do it myself and this happened. i added way too much plot and you guys don't even know about half the worldbuilding and shit i have planned for the sequel HAHA. i can't even talk about it bc it would be major spoilers rn rhrsfjhrjfrjrhjg. it's also been giving me such a rough time lately pfft, especially with having to make sure everything lines up for the spinoffs n stuff. im so afraid of publishing ch4 and having to go back and tweak things bc i havent planned out far enough sdkjfsjkdf. i think it just means i'm gonna have to go on a hiatus or smthn and write out all the spinoffs + ch4 at once idk
3. and i give my all (to you) — merman!bkg x reader
you think you bit off more than you could chew when you decided to do your dissertation on ocean acidification, leaving you stranded out in the open ocean. alone. for months. well… maybe you weren’t so alone after all
this is another fic that i've been working on way longer than it's been posted for pfft. i can't blv the first chapter was released over a year ago LMAOOO i am so sorry. i do like this fic tho bc it's one of the easier ones to write and i go back to it sometimes between writing for dragon bkg lol. like i have the chapters all mapped out, all i have to do is sit down and write em. ch2's at abt 3k rn tho and i hit a spot where i'm like oof i dont wanna write these descriptions dfhdkfg it's just a silly goofy story with merbaku and dealing with some of the subtle intricacies of getting to know a mermaid. actually, fun fact, this originally started off as a fic for jotaro from jjba, back when i was in my jjba era. but then i went back to my bkg era and switched it over. i didn't even have to change much LMFAOO jotaro and bkg act the same sometimes. also!! this is the first fic where i'm like... drawing little doodles for each chapter!! and it's so nice but also i'm like damn wtf do i draw for the rest of these chapters.... i'll figure it out ig
4. loving all the parts of you — pro hero!bkg x reader
in which you learn to love all the prickly parts that make up bakugou katsuki
i.. don't think i've thought about this fic for a very, very long time. but i just scrolled thru the masterlist and stuff and i... really liked writing it (when i was focused on it anyways). it's one of my gentler fics tbh. it's more of a character study of bkg, exploring a different aspect of him in each chapter. tbh i need to go through and reread it and make edits so it can better match the writing style i have now, but i rly liked thinking abt what would make bkg tick as a pro and as a person. and tbh, with what i know now of the manga and anime i think i could go very deep with it pfft. also the banner i made for this fic is so cute LOL. it's not high on my priority list rn bc i have other things i wanna work on, but i do hope to return to it one day.
5. forget me not — pro hero!bkg x reader
When you first woke up, you found yourself in a white room, lights blinding you from all directions. A bit disoriented, you squinted and looked around, realizing you were chained to a chair, your arms locked behind you. In front of you was a poster of a man, muscles rippling throughout his body, a spiky mess of ash blond hair nestled on his head, and striking crimson eyes glaring right at you from behind a black mask. In the upper right corner was the name “DYNAMIGHT” in black and orange letters. As you observed the poster, the sound of a P.A. system suddenly rang into existence, the deep, hoarse voice of an unknown person echoing around you. “Your name is [Name] [Surname],” the voice said without emotion, “and you hate the man named Bakugou Katsuki.”
THIS FIC... THIS FCKIN FIC. i have so much i can say about this fic and i am so sorry for the oncoming ramble pfft. firstly, it's both my baby and my number one fucking enemy. like, holy shit i think it gave me the most paralyzing anxiety and bc of this it took me like 3-4 years to finish (apart from being generally busy of course). i started it literally while i was in high school n applying to college, so of course there are aspects of it that i look at now and i'm like mmm don't like that. not to mention there have been so many things that happened in the anime/manga that i wasn't able to add or delve deeper into!! like the war!! bkg's fcking trauma!! midoriya's quirks!! i was an anime only when i first started releasing chapters (and i still am), so i didnt know about the endeavor agency arc or anything so i defaulted to shit with best jeanist and idkidk.
if i could rewrite all of fmn, i think i would. or maybe not all, but a good chunk of it. like i'd condense the first few chapters probably. i also have a different grasp of bkg's characterization now compared to when i was younger lmao. putting bkg in that specific circumstance (iykyk, i wont spoil it) only happened bc of certain outside factors that forced him into that position. which was how i was able to justify it. but... idk. IDK!! this fic had so many things to it that i was not knowledgeable about so i winged a lot of things without doing proper research (i.e. hospitals, police investigations, general bureaucracy and whatnot) and i feel like this has caused certain plot holes that i am not able to detect, but like.... it's been so long already that i'm too lazy to fix it.
i just really wanted to write about having amnesia but... still having this muscle memory and ache of the person you were in love with. that you can fall in love with them all over again. but, jeez, i put the reader through so much that there's so much... trauma and brainwashing and just rhhrhjrkhrhgrkjg. she's a mess and a half!! and this makes it so difficult to read fmn bc she's so frustrating!! but! at the same time idk it was interesting exploring that kind of ptsd and recovery. i think at my core i love writing about truly heartwrenching topics and horror. i rmb i had the most fun writing about reader's nightmares or that one chapter where she was messing around with illusions. actually- one of the things i would change is the reader's fckin quirk and hero name LMAOOOOO what the fuck i made her so op i basically just smashed together dr strange's and wanda's powers for her pfft. i'd also tweak her personality a little, i think.
i digress. anyways. im in the process of editing all of fmn (just like. writing tweaks. changing the phrasing of certain sentences. adding more fluff to descriptions) and i can really see how much my style has evolved lol. like, i am the most happy and proud of the later chapters, where you can really feel certain emotions with bkg and reader. like... the beach scene, or the stakeout scene, or the party scene!! i think i would also add more substance to the investigation and how being a hero is like post-war. the antagonists as well!! there's just so much that could've been built on, but at the same time... i didn't want to go too deep into it bc i was writing an amnesia recovery story.
flaming aside, i am very glad i was able to pull those plot twists successfully LOL. i loved reading people's theories back when i was still updating it, seeing them question things and being like wait a minute... no way... it can't be... it was an era i will never forget pfft. but... because of that expectation i think i was very nervous to reveal specific things or even write the ending bc i didn't know if people would be satisfied lol. fmn was so complicated and for what sdfkjhs. fanfic shouldnt make you this anxious fr and yet there i was. i'm glad im done with it, but at the same time.. i do miss it.
tldr: fmn is the fic that i am the most proud of but also the most insecure LMFAOO. i do eventually want to get to the extra chapters from bkg's pov for it but... idk. i don't wanna even look at it right now sdhfskdfjsf
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thank u all for coming to my ted talk B) i'm sorry if u've been tagged alr in this but here we go anyways!! no pressure tags: @earthtooz @call-me-ko @thecatduet422 @boo-kugo @theloveinc <3
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in honour of finishing inkspell, here are some basta observations I picked up along the way. also, inkspell spoilers warning! i also have MANY MANY thoughts so i’d love to hear what you guys think to some of the questions raised
“He hadn’t changed: the same thin face, the same way of narrowing his eyes, and there was an amulet dangling around his neck to ward off the bad luck that Basta thought lurked under every ladder, behind every bush.” — pg.138
“Basta’s left hand was bandaged, Elinor noticed when he took his fingers away from her mouth.” — pg.139
“‘I’d have been here much sooner, believe you me, but they put me in jail for a while on account of something that happened years ago. No sooner was Capricorn gone than all the people who’d been too scared to open their mouths suddenly felt very brave.’” — pg.140 (see they never tell us WHY he was in prison, do they? the possibilities are endless. we know he committed atrocious things, like arson, but imagine if he got put in jail for something completely different…LOL)
“‘You wouldn’t believe how often I’ve told him there’s nothing to be ashamed of in going to jail, particularly when your prisons here are so much more comfortable than our dungeons at home.’” — pg.140 (OHHHTMGOD MEME IDEA)
“Basta flung his arm so roughly round Orpheus’ neck that his glasses slipped down his nose.” — pg.141
“‘Hold your tongue, Basta!’ Mortola interrupted him abruptly. ‘You’ve always liked the sound of your own voice.’” — pg.141
“‘Well, Silvertongue, I’m sorry it’s taken some time,’ he said in his soft, cat-like voice.” — pg.180
“‘My son always said revenge was a dish best eaten cold,’ observed Mortola.” — pg.181 (question. did basta find out about mortola’s true identity between inkheart & inkspell? do u think he realised it when mortola cried when capricorn died?)
“Basta passed a finger over his throat and winked at him.” — pg.186 (wink 2 LMAO)
“Basta bent down and picked up a rusty helmet lying at his feet. ‘What do you expect me to say?’ he growled, throwing the helmet back into the grass with a gloomy expression, and giving it a kick that sent it clattering against the wall. ‘Of course it’s our castle. Didn’t you see the figure of the goat on the wall there? Even the carved devils are still standing, though they wear ivy crowns now — and look, there’s one of the eyes that Slasher liked to paint on the stones.’” — pg.190
“‘So Basta was right after all. He’s dead, here and in the other world too.’” — pg.191 (interesting….so Basta knew Mortola’s plan wouldn’t work? he just wanted a ride home?)
“‘I’d really like to know what happened!’ he muttered. ‘I always said Capricorn wasn’t here, but what about the others?…What are we going to do if they’re all gone?’ Basta sounded like a boy afraid of the dark. ‘Do you want us to live in a cave like brownies until the wolves find us? Have you forgotten the wolves? And the Night-Mares, the fire-elves, all the other creatures crawling around the place…I for one haven’t forgotten them, but you would come back to this accursed spot where there are ghosts lurking behind every tree!’ He reached for the amulet dangling around his neck, but Mortola did not deign to look at him.
“‘Oh, be quiet!’ she said, so sharply that Basta flinched.” — pg.192
“‘You’re going to leave them here?’ That was Basta’s voice.” — pg.193 (at first I was like oh so he has a heart….but then he was mean to resa straight after this 🙄)
“‘Sorry, but he must have overlooked me, shut up in that cage as I was,’ purred Basta in his catlike voice.” — pg.377
“‘Wasn’t it Mortola who had you put in the cage to be fed to the Shadow?’ Basta just shrugged his shoulders and flung back his silver-grey cloak. Of course, he had his knife. A brand new one, it seemed, finer than any he’d ever had in the other world, and undoubtedly just as sharp.
“‘Yes, not very nice of her,’ he said as his fingers caressed the handle of the knife. ‘But she’s really sorry.’” — pg.377 (okay so it SOUNDS like he threatened/made some kind of bargain with his knife, but I strongly doubt that considering how afraid he seems of her?? i know he’s technically working for the adderhead but even by the end of the book, it seems he is far closer to mortola than adderhead. what is their relationship? or does he sincerely think she’s sorry/has deluded himself into believing such? UGH SO MANY QUESTIONS)
“Basta had always liked describing his own and other people’s abominable deeds in detail.” — pg.378
“‘But we’re not going to shoot you.’ Basta came a little closer to Fenoglio, his face as intent as that of a stalking cat.” — pg.378 …. living for all the cat references tbh
“‘He wants you to crawl on your belly to him, that’s what our noble lord and master likes. But never mind, he pays well!’” — pg.378 (yes basta all abt getting that bread LMAOOOO)
“He slowly drew the knife from his belt. Its blade was long and slightly curved.” — pg.379
“‘Hey Basta, I know you like the sound of your own voice.’” — pg.379 (AHAHAHAHA HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE CALLED OUT BASTA ON THIS NOW? IVE LOST TRACK)
“With a regretful sigh, Basta put the knife back in his belt. ‘Yes, very well, you’re right,’ he said in surly tones. ‘I need to take my time with this sort of thing. Questioning people is an art, a real art.’” — pg.380 (LMAOOOOOOO HE IS SUCH A DRAMA QUEEN)
“Basta. The same thin face, the same twisted smile. Only the clothes were different. Basta was no longer wearing his white shirt and black suit with the flower in his buttonhole. No, Basta now wore the Adderhead’s silvery grey, and he had a sword at his side. With a knife in his belt too, of course. But he was holding a dead chicken in his left hand.” — pg. 455
“‘Yes, they are!’ purred Basta. ‘The little witch, and the fire-eater into the bargain. It was well worth the wait. Even though I’ll probably never get that damned flour out of my lungs again.’” — pg.455 (ok….so who’s gonna draw basta sitting amongst the flour AAHHAHA)
“‘Servant? Who’s a servant here? Just listen to him. As bold as if he’d never felt my knife! Have you forgotten how you screamed when it cut your face?’” — pg.457 … don’t call basta a servant…..noted
“‘Oh, don’t look so disbelieving, little witch, I still can’t read and I don’t intend to learn, but there are enough fools around the place who can, even in this world.’” —pg. 457 (i wonder how much capricorn influenced basta’s views on reading. because capricorn said that he learnt how to read from a maid, right? so basta certainly wouldn’t have trash-talked reading in front of him. and even after living in OUR world for nine years, I’m still surprised that he never attempted to learn, given how dependent we are on it. anyway my headcanon is that he secretly wants to, but doesn’t want to give others the satisfaction of knowing they have something he doesn’t. also nobody he knows would be willing to teach him (unless he threatened them) bc of his obviously violent and short-tempered nature…and learning requires so much patience. still, though, would love a fic of basta being taught how to read in secret and having some kind of positive interaction)
“‘You’re even more talkative than you used to be, Basta.’ Dustfinger’s voice sounded as if he found this tedious.” — pg.458 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH IM DYING. honestly the animosity between them was just. A+++
“Basta was in an even worse state. He was sitting close to Mortola, his face so red and swollen that Meggie almost failed to recognise him. But he had escaped death once again. Perhaps the good-luck charms he always wore worked after all.” — pg.526
“The sunlight falling into the room made Basta’s face look like a boiled lobster.” — pg.575 
“Basta put his hand to the amulet hanging around his neck. It was not a rabbit’s paw, as he had worn in Capricorn’s service, but something that looked suspiciously like a human finger-bone.” — pg.581 (THIS STILL IRKS ME SO MUCH)
“The Piper straightened his back, as ready to attack as the viper on his master’s coat of arms…He was a good head taller than Basta.” — pg.582 WHY DO I KEEP FORGETTING HES NOT TALL LMFAO
“The two men were standing so close that the blade of Basta’s knife wouldn’t have fitted between them.” — pg.582 HAHAHAJAHAAJAHAHHAAHAHAHAH PKESJENE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH … IMAGINE BASTA SQUARING UP W HIS NOSE JUST SMACK BANG IN THE MIDDLE OF PIPER’S CHEST OR SOMETHING
“The Piper struck Basta in the face so hard that his head hit the door frame. Blood ran down his burned cheek in a trail of red. He wiped it away with the back of his hand. ‘Take care to avoid dark corridors, Piper!’ he whispered. ‘You don’t have a nose any more, but one can always find something else to cut off.’” — pg.582-583 THIS SCENE WAS SIMPLY……CHEF’S KISS
are you serious is he dead??? WHAT. okay I knew dustfinger’s love for farid would be the end of him and basta being the instrument to rip that away from him was totally heartrending. i WISH it had been more climactic? like dustfinger unleashing his fury and fighting basta, blind with anger and grief. THE DIALOGUE POTENTIAL BETWEEN THEM AS THEY FINALLY TALK ONE-ON-ONE, and then some revisiting of the scene where dustfinger has the opportunity to kill basta but AGAIN withholds because killing is not in his nature….THEN MO IN SHINING ARMOUR SWOOPS IN TO DO THE JOB
now, off to inkdeath!
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ofmermaidstories · 3 years
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Spoilers for the latest chapter of Something!
I'm gonna go ahead and apologize now because this is long; please feel free to ignore my wordy ass, I just have a lot of feelings about a certain someone that showed up in the new chapter lol.
I am still trying to get my shit together enough to write a proper review, but I did want to come yell at you for making the grape boy somewhat likeable, like...
Firstly, how??? Secondly, why?????!?!
Lmao, in all seriousness tho, it's nice to see him have a personality that isn't just "Mmmm, tits" *drools* I like to think that everyone in the series grows up and (mostly) out of the worst of their habits, and while Mineta is still a bit of a lecher here he isn't nearly as offensive/creepy as he comes off in show. In fact he's actually sympathetic in a lot way. The bit about seeing his first dead body before "getting laid" hit different like... He tries to play it off like a joke, but dude has to have just as much PTSD as the rest of them, maybe even more given that he wasn't able to fight back in the same way as someone like Bkg or Deku would be able to with their super powerful offensive quirks. They were all just kids, but they had to face hell full on from jump, and let me stop before I get too in my feelings lol.
In a lot of ways, he reminds of you the boys from school — crude. Taking for granted the safety from being in a pack, unchallenged. Leering at posters, saying off-colour things because no one corrects them.
That's exactly the way I view him, just a crude little thing that refuses to be put in his place for long lol. Still, with his being a hero I would hope that he keeps a cap on it while he's on the job--in fact I'm sure he does; if he didn't I'm sure that Aizawa would've yanked his licence by now, the likes of Deku and Kiri wouldn't continue to associate with him, and that's saying nothing of the shit that would get posted to social mead and such. I feel like the only reason he says what he says to the Reader is b/c she's a little gremlin herself and he knows he's got a bit more leeway, yanno?
The little hangout session that they had at the end of the chapter was weirdly heartwarming?? I want a friend(???) that I can be a surly little shit with and draw on and that will call my bf that's not really my bf but should be my bf because he's (that is Mineta) got more emotional intelligence than me lmao. Never thought I'd see the day when the grape would make for such an excellent wingman--tho I gotta wonder what that text he sent to Deku said. Probably something along the lines of "come get yo girl, she must be bored/lonely af because she asked to hang out with me" followed by "are you ever gonna close the deal or not? or have you already hit it??? >:)" just to give the guy an extra push (or maybe he's got a better sense of self-preservation than what I give him credit for, idk lmfaooo...)
Okay, this is WAY too long, I just had to get it out of my system lol. I loved the new chapter lots and I cannot wait to see how things play out in the next one!!
LOL, oh Puck, i adore you sdlkfjsdlkfjsdlkfj
me being a shit-stirrer/asking myself questions i don’t have answers for under the cut
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Cat asked me this question earlier today, actually — why Mineta. And honestly? Part of it is the challenge he represents — like, how do you write him into a fic and mature him up so that he’s at the very least, tolerable, but also keep the backbone of his character (which is being a little degenerate). Like, is it possible? One of the most popular tags on ao3 for mineta minoru is something along the lines of “mineta minoru is replaced with shinsou hitoshi” LOL so…….. why didn’t I just use Shinsou? Or Aoyama or Iida, as Cat suggested? And beyond the part of me that delights in giving myself perceived challenges, there were two stark reasons that stuck out to me, when i was first mulling over his inclusion.
1) the fact that he can draw. it’s literally as simple as that. ever since the BNHA exhibition opened up in Japan and it was revealed that there was a scene in there with a class blackboard and the kids having their little drawing competition — and that Mineta was objectively the most skilled — i was like, “i have to include that”. LOL. it’s like you say, Puck, our Reader is a little gremlin herself — i thought if I was going to write a Reader that could handle interacting with him (ie, be in a position to pay him out) it was going to be this one. I think being in the manga industry and starting out on this journey of creating and drawing a Shonen manga sort of put Reader in this unique position of… being in what seems like a boys’ club? So she’d be used to the male gaze within her field. I follow Horikoshi’s assistant (former assistant?) on twitter and let me tell you, that man is not shy about the things that he likes to draw LOL.
the 2) thing was the philosophy i’ve sort of accidentally given myself LOL and that’s the fact that — as a Bakugou stan, if i’m giving grace to a character who was a literal violent bully then………. i can use my magic powers and hand it around to the other characters, too, LOL. and like, i would argue that with Bakugou it’s different, like we’re currently seeing in the manga how he has grown and learnt and is actively changing, which is the key to any kind of redemption. do i think Mineta will ever undergo that in cannon? absolutely not lmao, i see him as being being Hori’s idea of comedic relief, he’s always going to be a horrible little degen. but i want it for him…… if only to justify why the boys of Class-A collectively ignore his bullshit, for the most part? Like, none of them actively call him out on it?? i think of the time he tried to climb the wall to spy on the girls in the onsen — and how it was literally only Iida scolding him and how it took a child to stop him. Or the one when he found the stupid hole into the girl’s changing room and while the boys all looked grossed out….. Jirou’s the one that point an end to that?????? I saw a TikTok (derogatory) suggesting how like, none of the girls of Class-A would trust Aizawa, as adults, because he didn’t do anything to put an end to Mineta’s bullshit, and it was a devastating suggesting. None of us want to believe that our favourites would be passively okay with this kind of behaviour, right?? Which means……. Mineta’s gotta change LMAO. And if Hori isn’t going to do it then imma borrow him and do it myself. Does it work? I have no idea LMAO i can’t judge anymore, my meter is broken. but i’m gonna work with what i’ve given myself and it either will, or it won’t LMAOOOO kldsfjlksdjflkdj fic is about having fun at the end of the day. :’)
But it’s like you point out, Puck — Mineta is also a child, when these kids get trotted out to their first War. And he’s also not as offensively built as the hard-hitters like Deku and Bakugou and Shouto are. Even if it’s not explored in the manga, that War is going to change them all somehow.
So, my gameplan for Mineta was to grab ahold of the tiny things about him — the talent for drawing, the like one [1] observation he has about the wreckage of the war/pro heroes during the war arc, his tears for Bakugou when B wakes up afterwards and how he tells Deku how cool he was and how much he admires him, in the current Bring Deku Home chapters — and try to envision a sleaze bag who learns that the bullshit he pulls won’t be tolerated, even if he’s still ultimately a skeeze LOL. i mean, he’s never going to drop that er…. appreciation for the female form. and i mean, hey, live your best life King, i’ve distinctly noticed a hand-fetish floating around on this site lately so i’m not gonna be like “NO men can’t like ANYTHING”. But the thing with him being a sleaze and open with his leering is like, he’s actively made the girls of his class uncomfortable with that in the past — how do you write it so that he’s not doing that in a position of power with the women he works with (and saves!), as an adult?? Maturity only goes so far. How much can I bank on the war and the subsequent bullshit they’re gonna face from it on…. transforming him??? It shouldn’t be up to the girls he’s learning with to police him, they’re just children. I have a vague gameplan for it — whether or not it works will be one thing; whether i can naturally shove it into the fic is another, LOL. Guess we’ll see. 🧐
SAYING ALL THAT,,,,, i’m actually really glad you liked (???) the ending scene with him because it’s my favourite LMAO lkdjflkdsjflkdjfkldsjf. 😭😭 Reader is by no means perfect, and she and Mineta both need to start treating each other with more respect, but her bullying of him was fun to write and I like imagining a Mineta who considers himself to be close with Deku (whether or not Deku thinks the same is up for debate) going along with it. i could see this version of Mineta being enough of a shit-stirrer to say something like, “gotta lock that shit down” to Deku LMAO kdfjlkdsjflkdsfjdklsfj and then getting left on a skyscraper somewhere…. RIP short King.
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hiimsociallyawkward · 3 years
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the darkest hour pt 2
i'm back with my bs. this is for my bestie @lady-ofmagic-andstars. basically, all of my dumb thoughts while i watched 'darkest hour pt 2', 04.02 of merlin. in case you weren't aware.. ✨spoilers✨
right off the bat i'm sad
ok when i first watched this i was really confused. i mean, you see others when they interact with the dorocha have that perpetual frost on their face right? all of them, every single one. so imagine my surprise when merlin has no frost on his face, and he's miserable yea- but he's not dead??
like tbh, watching this again, ik why but when i first watched this, i was SO confused.
arthur looks so worried slkdjfalskfsd
him being willing to abandon the mission to get merlin back to camelot to be treated 😔🤪😎🤤🤩 lots of emotions
LANCELOT. of course it's lancelot. santiago is perfect. actually.
merlin looks so SICKLY. it physically pains me to see him like that
okok hahaa. the scene where percival is carrying merlin. i have several notes on that.
1) ik it's supposed to be all 'noble' looking. yk? them walking in slow mo, percival carrying merlin like he's been slained in battle. knights looking knightly
ALL I CAN FOCUS ON IS THE LACK OF PROPER NECK SUPPORT FOR MERLIN. PLS TELL ME I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE.
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like pls
second note, idk why this remind me of hagrid carrying harry back
idk maybe that's just me but it feels oddly reminiscent
colin is SO pale my heart is actually hurting for him what the heck
asf;lsdjfa;lsdfj 'take me with you' stop.
dude they ACTUALLY care about each other. i just love them. arthur is so worried rn and while i'm like 'alsjfalsdj i don't want arthur to be sad and worried' we can see just how MUCH arthur cares about merlin.
like yea, we KNOW that they care about each other. but arthur is the prince and merlin's a servant so arthur can't have friends, but they're friends, and they care, and it makes me happy
ok it's sad and everything that merlin's basically dying but is it bad of me that i chuckle at merlin SLUMPED over on his horse?? probably.
but i mean, merlin is already raising himself up so he can sit more comfortably on the horse. ik that doesn't mean that he's in the clear yet, but he's doing a LOT better than the other people who ran into the dorocha. idk where i'm going with this
to quote the destiny and chicken podcast (who i love btw, if you want an awesome merlin podcast, check them out), they stay on arthur's face for SO long after merlin and lancelot leave.
i feel EVERYTHING that arthur is feeling in this moment. he's so pretty
there's another beautiful landscape. i'm not even sorry i'm gonna attach them ALL.
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tell me that's not gorgeous
LMAO WHAT IS GWAINE DOING IN THAT TREE.
gwaine is the EMBODIMENT of 'boys will be boys' when he sticks his hand into that tree and gets swarmed by bees.
he's adorable and i love him
ok but also, someone tell me why capes are so hot. someone TELL me.
separate from the episode but on the note of capes being hot, i want a cloak SO BADLY. like the whole gist. floor length, big hooded cloak. why?? it's not like i'm sneaking anywhere but still. ✨cloak✨
ok the line where leon goes 'if anyone can get merlin back to camelot, it's lancelot' and arthur's face?? idk what to make of it. someone help me pls.
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ok actually this probably isn't the best reaction shot but someone please help
the only thing i can think of is that arthur momentarily forgot and was reminded that merlin was in danger bc of him?
another thought is that he thinks he should take merlin back instead of lancelot?
ik for a fact you guys are better at analysising this stuff than i am so pls, thoughts?
i love lancelot so much. first time i watched this, i was CRUSHED
him carrying merlin to the lake(?) pond(?) area and then covering him with his cape? i love it
ok idk why but i love the idea of merlin instinctively going towards the water
it makes me think back to how he's made of magic and basically everywhere, espeically nature, has magic and instinctively- he wants to connect with nature as much as he can so his body just puts his hand in the water
a dumber thought i had, his hand is ✨sparkly✨in the water HAHAH
omg when the water called lancelot i deadass thought it was freya. i'm actually dumb i have WATCHED this before and i STILL thought it was freya
'a future that has been written since the dawn of time' makes me so proud but also so sad at the same time
it's like, yes, merlin is going to 'save the world' but it's like he's there just to do that. anyways, i just want him to be happy
MORE SPARKLY
these water spirts are op but also MORE SPARKLY. hehe i thin kthat's so funny
also, i'm literally only like 7 mins in. buckle yourself in
l;askdjflskdjf arthur going into the tunnels with the wilderons?? i miss merlin ouch. AND THE GAJA BERRIES. arthur misses merlin.
ok percival tackling gwaine?? cuties ;))
heheheeh gwaine kicking a skull and then running directly behind arthur for protection?? pls stop. i already love you
HAHA OK. THEM WEARING THE GAJA BERRIES ON THEIR FACE REMINDS ME OF THIS FACE MASK . THAT'S LITERALLY HOW I LOOK WITH THAT THIS FACE MASK ON HAHAA
yes im dumb, but the 5 of them slowly peeking over the rock and then ducking back down?? i love that so much they're so cute
omg what's wrong with me. not these knights literally FEARING their lives and me going 'they're so cute'
ANYWAYS
gwaine you absolute dumbass. smh merlin just took it but you just HAD to stab it. #cancelled
FRICK. YOU. AGRAVAINE.
YES. i have a love hate relationship with gaius, but BUST into the council room. king energy right there
smh gaius you pUSH over.
I LOVE GWEN RIGHT HERE
YES
FIGHT FOR WHAT IS RIGHT
DON'T LET ALL THOSE SMELLY OLD COUNCILMEN PUSH YOU AROUND
THIS IS ACTUALLY QUEEN SH!T RIGHT HERE EVERYONE ELSE CAN LEAVE
stfu agravaine 'gueniviere'. ST F UP
ok gwen. pop OFF
you KNOW that arthur would've fought agravaine on this. GO GWEN for speaking her mind
oh look at me with anotehr fic rec. sort of, not really. ok but this scene with gwen talking about all the villagers remind of this fic called To Love, Honor, and Piss Off by @thenerdyindividual .
ok so it's basically a fic where basically merlin and arthur have this 'arranged marriage' type thing for 3 years, and merlin is arthur's 'common consort'. what that means is that arthur marries merlin as a show of good faith and to learn more about what it means to be a commoner- merlin giving arthur the tea about commoner life
anywAYS. check that our if you want, but i loved it
stfu 'i feel the pain as much as you' agravaine. hop off my dick
YES. GWEN. PLANT THAT SEED OF DOUBT THAT AGRAVAINE MIGHT NOT BE ALL THAT HE SEEMS. i love gwen :,)
wow when she's intellegent with her speaking so everyone HAS to side with her but also respectful so NO ONE can get mad at her?? i stan. i ACTUALLY stan
santiago is so pretty
the PANIC in his voice. i stan.
HAHA AND MERLIN'S SNARKY 'SHH'
merlin is ready to GO. he's like, sorry for almost dying. that was ill advised of me.
i'm actually soft for any displays of friendship ever. what does that mean about me 💀 KIDDING. anyways..
i love the *swing* *duck* 'yea, not as quick as arthur
sa;kfs;akdfj lancelot insisting that merlin go back to camelot and merlin just nOt
LADS
stop rn. lancelot's face when merlin turns away. i am in pAin. I AM SO SAD OVER LANCELOT. PLS LANCELOT.
this isn't exactly, but morgana's paleness from here on out reminded me of merlin when he was literally DYING.
anyways, that's my note on that
like, yes- i get it- morgana is evil now. but idk should i feel bad for her? she looks so pale and ghasty and just :(
aksfhaskdjfas;ldf morgana
HAHA MORGANA IS SO EDGY IN THIS MOMENT. 'I'D RATHER DROWN IN MY OWN BLOOD THAN SEE THAT DAY' SO DRAMATIC. WHY IS SHE SO EMO/GOTH. LIKE IK I SHOULD BE SCARED FOR WHAT THAT MEANS BUT I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING
stfu don't kill gwen i'll KiLl you
agravaine literally needs to die
stop. i am literally SCREAMING when agravaine is asking gwen to meet him in his chambers. PLS. STOP. STOP STOP STOP. I NEED A WHISLTE. I BITE MY THUMB AT AGRAVAINE. HE NEEDS TO SACK THE HATEFUL MANSION. BETTER YET I'LL BURN HIS MANSION
again, someone tell me why capes are so hot. especially these red ones?? i'm in love with them.
ok see this guy?? he just died with the forst on his face. not merlin?? he started getting better. surly that should've tipped them off that merlin was different
merlin's little head quirk when he does magic. ALSFJASLDFJAS MERLIN. NO ONE SAID YOU WERE USELESS. AND IF THEY DID I WOULD BEAT. THEM. UP. GIVE ME ADDRESS RN.
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wow. seriously. i'm gonna attach all the pretty landscape pictures
morgana's like 'i'll cut a b!tch'. ok ik morgana's evil and everything, but morgana flinging that guard against the wall is bad ass
oh this is weird but gwen telling agravaine to 'show courage' but the whole room tinted green? ik this isn't harry potter or anything but idk i thought that was interesting. i'm not abt to go into if i think agravaine is a slytherin or what but still
STOP. GET. YOUR. HANDS. AWAY. FROM. HER. I ACTULALY HATE HIM. SHE'S SO UNCOMFORTABLE. BACK THE FRICK UP AGARAVINE.
morgana :( smh you can't deny that morgana and gwen carried for each other and morgana flinging gwen away is making me sad. don't touch me
asldjfasldasd 'you're never alone' elyan i love you
lancelot and merlins being lads. omg no them talking about gwen
lancelot is SO noble. stop this reminds me of Die for you in secret by @emrysofmagic so much right now. not gonna lie. your fic LITERALLY lives in my head rent free and sometimes i think of it and my heart just HURTS in those last few chapeters. PHYSICALLy. i am in pain. anyways.
stop the trope where it's like "i love them, but i just want them to be happy. it doesn't matter if they're with me or not. i just want them to be happy"
I WAS LITERALLY SCREECHING AS MERLIN WAS CALLING KILGHARRAH i'm not even capping
ok so it's been like a month ish since i've watched merlin bc i was waiting for @//f-f-podcast 's destiny and chicken podcast, so i don't exactly what terms kilgharrah and merlin are at right now
still i think it's very sweet of merlin to bow slightly when kilgharrah looks at him
'the bravest and most noble of them all' 🥺
aw. merlin is really saying good bye right now
ok this scene is weird bc like i said, i don't rlly remember how merlin and kilgharrah are right now but it still makes me sad
asldjfslakdjfasd merlin and kilgharrah are old friends now. that makes me happy but sad at the same time
ok the 'it will be an empty world without you, young warlock' kills me.
obviously, we know that even though they butt heads, kilgharrah and merlin both care about each other
not only is kilgharrah being forced to let merlin go right now, but he's making peace with the fact that he'll be alone
the last dragonlord is planning to die. and kilgharrah is going to be alone again, like he was in that cave.
another thing is that if merlin died rn then we would never have aithusia. i'm kinda going on a tangent now but idk this scene is sad
this forest is so pretty
literally just lancelot's face and lancelot in this whole episode.
that's my note
HAHA GWAINE BURNING IS SOCKS
LADS BEING LADS
I LOVE THEM
omg i always see posts about this.
like merlin and lancelot planned that lancelot was going to walk in first and trick them and THEN merlin walked in
that's so funny to me. they're SO dramatic HAHAH
merlin looks so happy
BRO
ARTHUR
JUST HUG
HIM
PLS
STO
P
JUST HUG HIM WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM
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Tell me why they actually look MARRIED here. PLS
🥲🥲 SELF SACRIFICING IDIOTS I LOVE YOU BOTH YOURE BREAKING MY HEART
LADS I LOVE THEM
🤠🤠 arthur wanting Gwen to be happy is KILLING ME. He loves her so much
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This is so pretty. Honestly like how
Who let merlin have this many pretty landscapes
HOENSTLY
Lajs;dlkfajd buds in a boat together.
This reminds me of going to amusement parks and there’s always that boat ride
They’re the cutest
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Ok so they also have this picture. It’s actually 3 pictures spliced together because the episode pans down and it’s really badly spliced (sorry) but LOOk how pretty that is.
WTF
Omg not me literally copying merlin with his slow mo head flick at the wyverns to make them go away
;sldkfjasdlkjasd leon percival and elyan and my heart.
Ok i’m not even gonna try to lie. They all have my heart
Frick you cailleah
Omg i was like ‘gwaine you dumbass’ jK i love him. Pls don’t come for my neck
Asldjfasldjfka ‘i’m prepared to pay whatever price is necessary’
HAHA CAN YOU NOT. WHAT IS WITH THIS CREEPY ‘COME HITHER’ HAND MOTION MS CAILLEAH
Stopp rn. ‘It’s my density
STOP. I AM HOWLING. LANCELOT
WHY
COME BACK
NO NONO PLS. YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME.
stop rn merlin is all alone.
PAN TO ARTHUR WHO IS LITERALLY SURROUNDED BY EVERYONE.
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Stop they all look so sad. I’m so sad.
merlin looks like he’s cried
I’m not sure abt arthur with his ‘no man is worth your tears’ type business but still
I am ✨sad✨
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I screamed at this picture. I am depressed
Anyways
Gwen’s face is killing me
I’m so sad i don’t even want to write commentaries
Arthur realizing that lancelot only died because he loved gwen
Gwen standing in front of the fire
Aslkdfjasldjfa im so sad
HER STANDING IN FRONT OF THE FIRE ALL ALONE.
I. AM. SO. SAD.
STFU THAT THRONE IS NOT “RIGHTFULLY” YOURS MORGANA
STOP PLS GET AWAY
WHAT IS WITH THIS WEIRD TENSION
PLS DO NOT STAND WITHIN KISSING DISTANCE
IK YOU’RE NOT TECHNICALLY BLOOD RELATED BUT STILL.
PLEASE.
STOP.
I HATE AGRAVAINE
✨we hate agravaine in this house✨
😭😭 not merlin having ANOTHER secret. I’m so sorry bby
Anyways! I’ll be back next week to rant more about the wicked day so I’ll see you then! thanks I love you bye
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ladylillianrose · 3 years
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Episode 16 thoughts
Serkan being all concerned and confused at Eda lovingly reaching for him. Also I cannot with his facial expressions/eyebrows lmao
Serkan you're going to have your hands full keeping her awake lol (speaking from experience, you get pretty cranky and snarky when you've had a concussion)
Bless you doctor, you are clearly team Edser. Let's introduce you to Seyfi and Sirius
We need more Ceren Engin and Piril together!
Serkan don't deny that you want to spend all day with her
Engin honey you are so bad at lying it's adorable.
Oh Serkan love, having her this close and yet not is going to hurt so much.
Aydan yelling at Seyfi and Seyfi running off 🤣🤣
Someone should keep track of how many times Serkan has to tell Eda to not sleep.
"I would give everything to stay in this moment forever" *swoon*
Romantic Robot is my favorite nickname 🤖❤
Lol Serkan being haunted by the song.
Oh no, no too quick that she remembers! Serkan knew it wouldn't last.
Engin wearing jeans 🔥🔥🔥
Okay I take back what I said, Piril is a way worse liar than Engin 🤣🤣🤣
Lmao so much like their behavior early on in their relationship
Oh Serkan you giant liar!!! You want nothing more than to spend the night with her.
Eda you don't really want a "normal life"
They're going to be tormented by soooooooo many memories from that night!
Uggghhhh they're just so domestic and perfect together 🥺🥺🥺
Making her coffee 🥺🥺🥺
Oh yeah no one is going to make it through this night not tormented by memories
Fifi with the tarot cards lol
Thank God Eda is so smart and knows that there has to be a reason for the breakup because they both still love each other❤❤
Lmao the "depression cardigan" as Kerem called it🤣🤣
Lies you would so not go to the same levels you are for another employee! Similar but nowhere near these extremes
That face when he saw Efe's name!
"What remains in your life for a long time?" Yowch savage Eda!
Cranky surly Eda lol! This is basically me when my husband has to wake me up.
Lmao the music!! He’s so damn pleased with himself 🤘🤘
Uggghhh Serkan you both are hurting so so much!😭😭😭
Ooo Ayfer is going to murder him
Aydan's face at the ring and Serkan fiddling with it🤣🤣
Oh Eda you have no idea how justified in his mind the break up is.
Serkan is 100% right to not trust Efe! Omg hiring a detective yesssss!!!!
Selin, Eda and Serkan are none of your business!!!
Lmfao Engin listening to Piril over Serkan
Oooo I want to rent the café next to the flower shop
What is Eda wearing??? It's like she stole the linebackers fraternity sweater vest 🤣🤣🤣 Can we call it Eda's "depression sweater"?
Efe bringing her ice cream and Serkan being jealous
Jealous Serkan 😍😍😍
Ceren is an incredibly competent lawyer, Selin's jealousy is ridiculous
Yes Serkan wanting to keep Ceren!!
No no no you don't move Eda out of the building! 🤬🤬🤬🤬
Where are Erdem and Leyla to just lock them in a room together! (not one that will make Eda claustrophobic)
I'm glad Ferit refuses to sell to Selin. He’s coming into his own working for them
Oh no you won't get what you want Efe!!!
Piril giving Eda hope of Serkan's feelings, by telling her he knew where she was at the beach 😍😍😍😍
Eda go talk to Engin, he'll spill the beans!!
Leyla remembering Piril's birthday 😍😍😍 And saying she remembers those who are important to her.
I love Leyla so much!!
Ferit did right telling Ceren and offering advice.
Lmao Alptekin trying to arrange a boys night
Serkan you are terrible at watching Eda and not getting caught lol
Efe is missing the leather jacket to look like the "bad boy" with the wat his hair is and in that white t-shirt lol
Oh no Engin is going to be in so much trouble for forgetting Piril's birthday
"Have I ever asked you for something?" "Engin, you ask for something every day" 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Oh yes Serkan always wins
Oh no Efe did not just call Eda honey. That's Serkan's thing!!!
And there's the leather jacket, 100% the bad boy greaser look on Efe
Lmao Alptekin taking the "good controller"
Uggghhh these two and their rings 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭
Yaaaasss Karaoke night with the girls!!!
Erdem moved out!! And is sleeping in the office oh Erdem
Lmao the boys wearing team jerseys
Wow Leyla 🔥🔥🔥
I miss doing Karaoke with my friends 😭😭😭
Alptekin you can fix things by telling Eda the truth!!
The boys are so ridiculously competitive
I love Piril's voice
Oooo Engin you are so dead!!
Lmao Leyla drunk on the phone with Serkan 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Erdem singing and cracking that hard exterior of Fifi's
Oooffff poor Engin
Serkan watching Eda sing about her heartbreak 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Good girl Eda don't back off! Find out the truth!
Aydan is so backed into a corner feeling like if she doesn't try to leave the house she'll never get to see Serkan
Drunk Eda trying to pair everyone off lol
Don't even try Efe, she is not yours!
How could you say no to him *swoon*
He just wants to love her and take care of her 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Lmao post girls night hangovers
No Eda nooooo come on you know better!!
Lmao at Leyla and Erdem hangovers
Oh Serkan finding a way to help Ayfer and Eda without directly assisting,
Lmfao at Serkan throwing water on Engin to wake him up!!
NOOOOO not Efe! Serkan!!!
Yes put the pieces together Serkan!! Secret partner is Grandma!!!
Don't you dare take credit for it Efe!!
Aydan doing therapy 🥺🥺🥺 And being so upset about Eda because she loves her and has a strong bond with her
Okay so Efe's secret partner is a man, who could it be???
He never has been able to say no to her 🤣🤣🤣
He loves seeing her so passionate about her work!
Oooooo direct challenge!!!
Eda not willing to go to Aydan for coffee, but willing to help her with her therapy stuff
Ferit supporting Ceren 😍😍
Eda has a point about Ceren and Ferit, but Ceren also has a point
Lmao at Eda's condition for helping Aydan.
"Did she hurt you?" "Not as much as her son" damn Eda!
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magniloquent-raven · 4 years
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Ooh for your prompts: Fluffy Elmax sleepover with cuddling for #16 pls :') xoxox
i had such a good time writing this omg thank you!!! tho there’s a couple bits that threaten to be angst because im physically incapable of writing pure fluff lmao. it’s just tiny bits tho. just a smidge.
also, because s4 isn’t out yet i uh. kinda just did a time skip but didn’t rly change anything about how s3 left off? i know we know hopper’s alive but like. i guess he’s just still in russia in this fic LMAO rip. don’t think about it too hard
posted on ao3 as well :)
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Max’s watch timer beeps obnoxiously again. 8:36. El’s late. She hits snooze.
“When’s your friend supposed to be here, sweetie?”
“Soon, mom. You know, you and Neil don’t have to wait up.” They do this every time. Like Max isn’t almost seventeen and perfectly capable of being alone in her own damn house for five minutes. At this rate they’re going to be late for whatever thing it is they’re going to, and Neil will be even more of a bitch than usual.
Her mom glances over at him. He’s sitting in his armchair looking surly, checking his watch pointedly. Asshole.
“Well…I don’t think—”
Max hears a car pull up out front. “Oh, thank fuck,” she mutters, turning on her heel and marching out to greet the Byers’.
Joyce climbs out of the passenger seat as Max strides across the lawn. “Max, honey!” she waves, grinning bright, “How are you?” There’s always a…tone to how she asks that. Questions lurking under the surface that they don’t talk about. It makes Max’s insides all squirmy thinking about it, though she is on some level grateful for the concern.
Max stands on the curb, tugging on her earring. A habit by now. It’s both a comfort and a reminder. She got one hell of a lecture the day she came out of the bathroom with blood running down her neck and a safety pin in her earlobe, but she didn’t regret it for a second.
El slides out of the driver’s seat, her smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Max watches her stand and adjust her shirt. She always looked good in yellow. “I’m good,” Max responds after a beat, and it’s honest for once.
The door behind her creaks. Probably her mom and Neil coming out of the house, hopefully to leave, finally. She doesn’t turn around, just steps into Joyce’s waiting arms and presses her face into her shoulder. Max is taller than her now, by a couple inches, so it hurts her neck a little, but it’s worth it.
Will’s still tucked away in the backseat, peering through the window, Max waves at him when she peeks up over Joyce’s shoulder.
Then El distracts her. “Your hair,” she says, gently tugging on a lock behind her ear. Max steps back from Joyce, and runs a hand through it, cheeks pink. Three years ago she’d hacked off all her hair with a pocket-knife, woke up the morning of Billy’s funeral with strands still stuck to her neck, locks hanging ragged across her forehead. Her mother had thrown a fit.
“Yeah, I cut it again,” Max says, like that wasn’t obvious. She’d let it grow out uneven and messy for a while, but she broke out the scissors again about a month ago. It’s neater than her last haircut, but not by much.
El’s hand is in Max’s hair again, dangerously close to her face. Max’s knees wobble a little.
“Bitchin’,” she says solemnly, after a few seconds of consideration.  
Max’s grin is blinding.
Her mother cuts in, before she can respond, gives her the usual talk about staying in the house and making sure she’s got her emergency numbers memorized. Then she bids them all a hasty, distracted goodbye. Her mom was never very comfortable about the Byers’. Probably something about Joyce’s too-knowing gaze, or the fact that El glares daggers at Neil every time he’s within range.
She’s doing it now. Watching him get into his truck with a quiet rage in her eyes. Joyce puts a hand on her elbow, and it doesn’t move until Neil’s truck has turned the corner at the end of the street.
“We should get going,” Joyce says, checking her watch. “Will wanted to be at Claudia’s an hour ago but we got caught up at Mike’s house, and, well, you know how it is,” she flutters her hands, approximating a shrug.
She hugs El goodbye, then pulls Max in for another one. “Call us if you need anything,” she says, pulling back and putting her hands on Max’s shoulders. That sad glint is in her eye again, and Max knows the offer extends beyond tonight.
“Thanks, Joyce, we will.”
By the time she’s taken the corner at the end of Cherry Lane Max’s watch is beeping again.
El glances down at it, a pinch between her eyebrows. “…Was that for me?”
“Uh.”
The confusion melts off her face, replaced by a cheeky grin. “It was!”
Max shuts the alarm off, cheeks burning. “Why were you guys at Mike’s for so long?” she asks. eager to change the subject. If the guys are meeting up at Dustin’s the delay wasn’t because Will and Mike were catching up, and, well, Mike and El’s relationship is…of interest to Max. For reasons.
El purses her lips. It’s a face that tells Max they’re gonna need to be sitting and cozy for this conversation because it’s gonna be a long one. So, she links their arms and pulls her inside.
An hour later they’re huddled under a throw blanket on the couch. El is giggling, face in her hands, and Max is wheezing around a mouthful of skittles.
“Oh, that’s so not funny,” she chokes out, trying not to spew candy everywhere, which brings about a fresh wave of laughter. El’s shoulders are shaking, brushing against Max’s and making her warm all over. God damn, she’s missed this.
“Then why are you laughing,” El replies, poking her side and smiling from ear-to-ear.
She’s beautiful, Max thinks. Her braid is half-undone, letting her hair curl around her face in gentle waves, and her eyes are bright. She looks happy, and Max holds on to that, keeps it all for herself because she did that, she made that happen. She might not have everything she wants from El, but she’ll take whatever she can get. Whatever El wants to give. And sometimes just her smiles are enough, enough to make Max’s chest constrict and her heart glow, because for now, she’s happy too.
She laughs again, in leu of a response. How can she not, when she feels so light she could float away, high on the soft strawberry scent of El’s shampoo and the way her cheek dimples when she grins. But she can’t say that, so she says, “Because it’s Mike,” and pokes El right back. “I’m legally obligated to laugh at his misfortune.”
They have a complicated friendship, which mostly boils down to her being willing to bail him out when he’s in shit, but only if she gets to make fun of him while she does it.
El wrinkles her nose a little, but her smile doesn’t dim, “You two are weird.”
She’s pretty sure it used to bother El, how much Mike and Max fought. Max can’t help but wonder if they’d have gotten along better if she wasn’t in love with his girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend. Because she’d dumped him for good this time. Four months ago, apparently, though Mike was, until a few hours ago, under the impression it was temporary.
Max almost feels bad for him. Except she doesn’t. Apparently, he was a dick about the whole thing, so at least she has a solid reason not to.
“You love us,” Max scoffs. El may have broken up with Mike, but she’ll always love him in some way or another.
El’s expression softens, turns fond and sweet. She’s thinking about Mike, Max is sure, but the smile is still directed as her. Small victories. “I do,” she says quietly.
They order a pizza after that, and watch movies into the wee hours of the morning. By 3am Max’s throat is raw, and her stomach hurts from laughing (and too much pizza). It’s the most fun she’s had in a while. The Byers’ don’t visit as often as any of them would like.
Max isn’t even tired, but El’s head has been dropping onto her shoulder on and off for the past hour so she suggests they call it a night.
She knows that when the boys sleep over at each other’s houses they’ll take the floor, or the couch in the basement, anything but actually sharing a bed. As El wraps an arm around her waist and snuggles up with her under the blankets, Max takes a moment to wonder if that would be better or worse than this.
It always seemed so miserable to Max, how much boys have to limit themselves.  
But also…well, it might be easier sometimes. She wouldn’t have to deal with wanting things she shouldn’t want because El would be over there, and not right up in her space, hands warm and breath tickling Max’s ear. This is different than sitting thigh-to-thigh on the couch, it blurs the line more, and it’s the ambiguity that’s driving Max crazy.
She wasn’t tired before, but she’s wide-awake now.
Time creeps by strangely this late at night. Max isn’t sure how long she lays there, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm her pounding heart. El’s breath is steady, quiet, and her eyes are closed. Max is sure she’s asleep, she was so tired before.
Before she can stop herself her hand creeps up, brushes a strand of hair from El’s face.
Moonlit, she’s ethereal. There’s always been something otherworldly about El, with her big, dark eyes, always watching, boring holes into you with their intensity. Shadows play across her cheek, and Max tracks them for a while, absurdly jealous of moonlight.
She traces patterns on El’s forearm, the one resting on Max’s stomach, keeping her touch light so as not to wake her.
More time passes, and Max’s head feels heavy with sleep that won’t come. She’s groggy, leaning back but unable to keep her eyes closed.
She starts talking. Whispering. Remembering the times she read Wonder Woman comics to El until she fell asleep, and hoping, somewhere in her foggy brain, that it might work on herself too.
“You know… I always knew we’d be good friends. The second I heard your name I wanted to know you,” she murmurs, and draws a star on El’s wrist. “Didn’t know how badly I wanted until I saw you though. You were terrifying, and I loved it. And now…” Her eyes slide closed as she thinks. “You’re the best person I’ve ever met. You’re beautiful. Everything about you. And I love you…more than I should.” She sighs, sits in silence and cards her fingers through El’s hair. It’s getting so long.  
El’s hand closes around her wrist.
Max’s eyes fly open, and she stills, heart pounding. “Uh.” El’s eyes are open, looking up at her, she’s awake, she’s awake, oh fuck– “Um. Did—did I wake you up, I’m—sorry if I woke you—”
“It’s okay.” The corners of her mouth turn up, slow and careful, “I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
“Oh.” Is all Max can manage, staring down at El with wide eyes, waiting for her to…do something. Max’s palms are sweating. She doesn’t know what to expect.
El moves her hand, puts Max’s palm against her cheek and shuffles forward until they’re nose to nose.
“Oh.”
She tastes like toothpaste and kiwi lip balm, and kisses as sweetly as she smiles. Her hands end up in Max’s hair, fingers gentle but demanding, guiding her forward. If Max wasn’t already laying down, she’d need to be because her knees are jelly.
“Oh,” El echoes when she pulls back, laughter in her voice. She presses a chaste kiss to the corner of Max’s mouth, careful and deliberate. Then her expression softens, sobers. “I was jealous of you. At first. Didn’t…know what it was. Know why. So, I ignored you. And… I’m sorry.”
Max shakes her head, “Ancient history. It’s okay.”
“No, I,” El stops, furrows her brow, “You were so happy. Free. I wanted that. And then, then you helped me have that. So. Thank you.” She cups Max’s face, fingertips tracing along her cheekbone, and Max’s heart sings. “And I love you too.”
They kiss again, and Max decides that El sleeping on the floor would’ve been a terrible idea.
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I’ll leave my widow open: Part 2
Summary: You visit Neverland in your dreams, will you leave everything behind and go with Pan or will you stay put?
Pairings: Pan x reader
Warnings: none
Well.... this is a blast from the past lmao, be sure to check out the first part!
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The sweet smell of pancakes filled my nostrils as I sat up in my bed, stuck in a permanent state of silent confusion. Frantically, my eyes peered around my messy room, the window was wide open, curtains were delicately swaying side to side due to the genital draft which was now dancing around, causing my skin to erupt in thousands of tiny goosebumps. So many unanswered questions sprung to mind, I strived to know more like an alcoholic in need of a drink.
What was that?
Who were those people?
Why did that dream feel so real?
Was that even a dream?
Where even was I?
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at my door, making them all disappear in a cloud of smoke.
"Y/n, breakfast is ready." The muffled voice spoke.
"Coming." I said as sweetly as I could before throwing my covers off me and rushing down stair.
I got dressed and ate in a blur, before rushing out the door to a place I like to call hell, although others know it as school. The sound of music was all I could hear as I walked down the quite streets of my home town, completely absorbed in my thoughts.
Nothing much happened around here, no new faces, no drama, nothing. It pained me how boring it was, I wanted to go some where I could live an exciting life full of laughter and happiness, as cringy as that sounded, not somewhere that was dull all of the time.
I crossed the road, passing through the barred gates which lay outside the entrance of my school. I let out an audible sigh, the day hadn’t even started yet and I already felt like giving up. 
My body seemed to grow heavier and heavier with every passing second as I trekked further and further into the brick building. My attention was glued to my phone, too preoccupied with picking what song to listen to next I didn’t realize I was about to walk into someone before it was too late.
In one swift movement, mine and the strangers things were littering the hall way floor.  I swooped down, not even bothering to look at who I had just ran into as I tried to gather my things as quickly as I could.
My eyes flicked up, to look the stranger in the eyes and apologize before taking my leave, but my breath seemed to get caught in my throat.
Those piercing blue eyes, the scar running down his face, his shaggy blonde hair, I had seen it all before. My blood ran cold, It couldn’t be...there was no way.
“Hey.” A voice spoke, sounding like whoever was speaking was underwater.
This wasn’t happening, this wasn’t happening, this wasn’t happening.
My head grew fuzzier and fuzzier every millisecond that ticked by, it wasn’t real, it couldn’t be real. My breath hitched in my throat as panic took over my body. My lungs burned, gasping for air like I was running out of it quickly.
I blinked a few times, my sight getting spotty before that familiar face disappeared from my vision and as if a curse had been lifted everything suddenly stopped, returning to normal once more.
Although they were less frequent, my breaths grew shallower.
carefully, they placed a hand on my shoulder, "It's OK, it's OK." Their voice was deep and soothing like an ocean, making me feel safe.
“Are you OK?” They asked, clicking their fingers in front of my face in order to try and grasp my attention and snap me out of whatever spell I was under.
What was happening? I must be going crazy.
It was as if my voice box has suddenly been taken from me like in the littler mermaid because no matter how hard I tried to answer the boy I couldn't. I was forced to stare, he wore thick, black trimmed glasses that sat upon his slightly crooked nose. It was clear he was older than me, maybe a senior? His hair was a light caramel colour, his fringe swooped in front of his chocolate brown eye's ever so slightly, see nothing like the boy in my dream.
"Miss?" his voice made me returned to my senses.
“I’m fine, sorry” I said, before shooting up and walking away, my face was sure to be red from embarrassment. I could’ve sworn he looked exactly like.... But I had thought about my dream since this morning. Why would a random guy from my dream suddenly invade my thoughts?
I shrugged it off as I walked down the hall, I just wanted this day to be over as soon as possible.  
...
I was only half way through my day and I already feeling misrble, I had tried my hardest to push this mornings events out of my head, but of course the situation kept replaying in my brain as if it were stuck to repeat.
The lunch bell rang and eager, hungry teenagers stormed through the corridors in a hurry to be the first person in line for the canteen.  I, of course, took my time, partly because I wasn't too bothered weather or not I was the first in the queue, but mainly because I didn't want to run into that guy. The first time meeting him was already embarrassing enough, imagine the second time.
"Hey Y/n!" One of my few friends called out across the hall, quickening his pace so he could catch up with me.
His dark, brown hair bounced slightly as he made his way over, he looked as normal as ever, rocking some grey joggers and a plain black T-Shirt, he didn't make much of an effort when it came to his appearance but he didn't fail to make any girl swoon at the sight of him.
"Hi Cam." I spoke, looking directly into his green eyes.
"I didn't see you this morning, were you late again?"
I could feel my cheeks heat up, I needed to stop thinking about what happened this morning, yeah it was weird but everyone had probably forgotten it by now.
"Yeah, something like that." I said, in a low voice.
"Well you don't seem to happy, what's up?" he asked as we walked side by side into the lunch hall, Cameron could read me like a book which doesn't surprise me anymore. I had known him for what felt like an eternity, our mum's were friends so he came over quite a lot, his parents would even offer to babysit Adam and I when we were little. At this point he was more like a brother than he was a friend.
"Cam! Cam!" An obnoxious, high pitched voice squealed interrupting our conversation and causing everyone to turn and stare at her.
I could see the brown haired boy discreetly roll his eyes at the girl, I followed his line of sight which Lead me directly to a girl called Becky Timm's who was desperately trying to get his attention.
I tried my hardest to bite back a snigger.
"Don't." He shot we a warning glare, if looks could kill I would be dead on the floor right now.
"Really? Becky? That's your new mystery girl?" I chuckled, once upon a time I would feel sad whenever Cam got a new girlfriend, I had known him for so long and part of me thought he may have feelings for me the same way I had feelings for him, but of course I was wrong. Never the less I put those days behind me, it was for the best, I mean what if we did date them broke up? I would rather have Cam as a friend than not have him at all and so my feelings for him slowly but surly dissolved.
"She's hot." He said with a smirk on his face, shrugging his shoulders.  
"You," I chuckled, "Are unbelievable."
"Hey babe," She over excitedly spoke before she threw her arms over him, "Are you coming?"
"Um, actually I was gonna-" But she clearly didn't care about whatever he was about to say, her hand was already intertwined with his as she started dragging him away.
He looked at me from across the room with a look in his eyes which said he was sorry but also help me.
I chuckled to myself before sitting down and pulling out my phone, this is normally the part where people would text whoever was trying to get a hold of them back, but me, I only had one friend and he had just been kidnapped by a strangely cute blonde girl.
Once again I was in my own little world, trying to block out my surroundings and jam out to some music.
"Hey, Y/n right?" I voice sounded.
I fought the urge to scream, "Um yeah?" Looking up I saw who was now sat opposite me.
Oh shit, It's glasses guy.
"I just wanted to check if you were OK after what happened." He spoke slowly, as if he were making sure he wasn't making any wrong moves.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine now thanks." I couldn't be sure, but it felt as if my face was growing hotter and hotter by the minute.
"I'm John by the way, John Darling. I'm the new teacher." He said, sticking his hand out for me to shake, I was about to open my mouth to tell him my name but them I remembered he already knew it, wait how did he know it?
"Nice to meet you." I smiled, he probably just asked around.
Lunch ended as slowly as it had came around, it wasn't all that bad, I got to talk to John - Mr Darling, and know more about him. He told me he moved here not long ago and quickly applied for a teaching position, we talked about normal things like what interested us before we had to go back to class.
...
The bell rung out loud and clear for everyone to hear, telling us all that we were free from the prison they were currently holding us in.
I gathered the things faster than flash could run before dashing out of the building. The walk home was a long, dull, wet one, dark clouds hung miserably in the sky as rain left it’s mark on the streets in the form of a puddle. A shiver runs down my spine as a crash of thunder and flash of lightning dart across the black sky. My feet pick up their pace, desperately wanting to get home and fall into the safe, comfy haven of my bed.
Another loud crash of thunder sounds, seeming to shake the world around me as I jump out of my skin. I stand stock still for what felt like an eternity as I caught my breath, there’s nothing to be scared about, it’s only a little thunder and lightning. 
Hesitantly, I began to move my feet again as the wind pick up speed with great force. Whistling and howling into the stormy sky as if it were crying out in pain. Rain pelted down onto the pavements, soaking the ground and soil, drowning the plants and flooding animals homes. 
I had never seen a storm this bad before.
It was as if the wind was whispering incoherent words into my ear, cursing me and the ground I walked upon, cursing this town, but why? A shiver ran up and down my spine as nature seemingly placed a hex on me that I could never shake.
Leaves clung onto the branches of trees for dear life, hoping, praying, pleading that they wouldn’t be ripped from their homes in one fail swoop. But alas the voices were not heard over the screams of the sky, yelling and shouting over everything else as if it were trying to dominated the world itself. Auban and orange leaves feel victim to the wind, zipping and flying through the sky at the vicious hand of the overpowering gale.
I tried my hardest the plough through the strange, evil weather, my heart beat seemed to pick up but not because I was scared, I couldn’t quite place my finger on why. 
The sky seemed to grow darker and darker the angrier it got, thunder crashed as lightening cracks painted the sky, that’s when my e/c eyes fell upon something that would truly haunt me.
Yellow eye’s.
Glowing, yellow eye’s that stared at me through the twisted tree branches, curious to see what I would do next. Watching me every second as if I were chess piece ready to make my move.
My lips parted with shock as It’s black humanoid body flew through the sky. I was stuck in a trance, my eye’s glued to the incongruous being that wanted so desperately to escape into the clouds.
Another lightning strike flashed across the array of once fluffy white clouds, snapping me from my thoughts. I blinked a few times, making sure I wasn’t going crazy, was the ghost, demon, angle, spirit really there? And if so, why?
As if I had just woken up from a strange dream my instincts kicked in, I couldn’t stay out here any longer. My feet pounded against the road as I ran all the way back to my house, my legs and chest burnt, like there was a fire light inside them but I wouldn’t dare stop.
This was it, I was at the home stretch, the door to my house was in sight, so close I reached out, hooking my fingers around the door handle before bursting into my warm home. 
My hair was sopping wet, dripping on the floor making it’s own little puddle, my now ruined clothes clung uncomfortably to my body as I caught my breath.
“Y/n?” I heard Adam say, there was a hint of relief in his voice but also... panic?
His blue eyes searched mine out from across the room, it was only then I saw how puffy and red they were. Tear’s left a merciless trail from the corner of his eyes all the way down his cheeks, staining his face.
“Adam? What is it?” I asked, slowly shutting the door behind me.
“I just got a call from the hospital,” He chocked out, “It’s mum.”
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I finally got something up! I'm back in the writing mood!! Whoop whoop!
I have a whole plot line figured out for this story but I kinda want your guys opinion on it because idk if you'll like it or not but at the same time I don't wanna spoil anything too major.
PLOT LINE BELOW:
So basically theres 2 ways to save Pan from dying the 1st is Henry's heart, the other is true loves kiss. The shadow know that you are Pans true love but he think love will make him weak so every time you visit in your dreams the shadow always finds a way to send you back. BUT Pan is considering letting you stay, you're the only girl so there must be a reason for that right 🤷‍♀️ and he wants to know what it is but he wont let you stay if you're anything like Wendy so you have to prove yourself to him. The shadow doesn't like this so he blackmails John into ;)seducing;) you so that you love him and not Pan. That's where its going with the whole John thing (kinda like a student x teacher because I've been watching to much PLL lately) but it doesn't work and you still get sent to Neverland. Eventually Pan decided to let you stay and the rest of the story will carry on from there (I don’t wanna spoil it hehe) but is that something you guys would wanna read? That's only gonna be the first couple of parts until we get to Neverland then the whole reader x pan x Felix shit starts and happy days ;) let me know!!! Xxxxxxxxxxx
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villain-hotline · 3 years
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hades bby, could you pls ship ur mutuals? 🖤
hi its been a few days! i missed you 😙💕 for todays ramble i will explain why i llove ryousuke heheh. well for one, i believe my interest in him began when i first saw him and haruichi interacting. he was very cold to him, but somehow, i could feel that he cared a lot about him so i kept like observing him until next thing yknow, i had a fat crush on him LMAO. something about his bluntness and the way he always speaks so calmly and smiles creepily at random times is somehow really attractive to me?? like ugh i cant even explain it but like his whole demeanor is just 😍🤤 i also rewatched his ova last night so im even more gushy about him than usual but... yeah now im 🗑 for him thus my anon name 😂
oooh id love to hear your upcoming plots, it might help me out a bit!! i was honestly thinking of writing a dark fic for shirakawa 🤭 maybe after christmas hehehe. he was my first inashiro crush and he honestly can choke me any time any day and id say thank you 😂
now you got me thinking i should really write that con noncon for johnny 🤔 maybe you could help me out with figuring out a plot or something since its my first time and i’ll defs give you credit! bc youre amazing 😘
and DONT WORK YOURSELF TOO HARD OK, TAKE LOTS OF BREAKS NOT JUST TO TALK TO ME U NEED TO STAY HAPPY AND HEALTHY AND WELL RESTED OK? I LOVE UUUUUU ❤️❤️❤️
~ryou 🗑
hi lovey, omg - i just did it! but since you asked - i will give you a playlist and short hc of your relationship with eijun.
make out playlist; 
please me; cardi b and bruno mars
chantaje; shakira 
baby don’t stop; nct u
my oh my; camila cabello
fetish; sleena gomez
t’d up; are sremmurd
hc;
> he would def take you out on cute dates - maybe like an amusement park or something and he would try to win the games just to show off and win you toys!
> he would love to cuddle - like eijun just wants to hug you after a long day and be near you.  ofc if you move too much you might get him a bit too excited heheh
> eijun would be so clumsy in love with you tho - like he might be late for a date and run with the flowers in his hand - by the time he reaches you the flowers are barely fresh.  half of the petals are gone and he looks so devastated tbh.  
> he tends to fall alseep on your shoulder or lap when eh’s tired.  you think its cute but sometimes he drops his weight on you and you can’t move haha.  but you don’t complain because he’s too cute. 
> def want you to come to all of his games! and wear his shirt! cheer for him and he would surly strike out the next team hehe
> overall he loves ya a lot and doesn’t want to loose you! please be gentle with eijun’s heart - we all know he cries easily.
oh we talking about my fave boy today huh? yessss - his creepy smile is my fave and ugh please he’s my horror boyfriend. i also agree with u - idk why but he’s just attractive. plus he likes horror and ghost stories!?!!? like wowh. 
def! if you do you gotta tag me in it please - i def need more DNA content in my life ahhhh.  and he's hot tbh ughhhh i’m gonna rewatch season 2 from today since i’m down with my assignments so yay!!!!
AH i would be honoured to help ya out! okay i gots sm ideas for johnny because he is my bias and i wrote a whole horror fic with him and dubcon - ofc he tried to kill ya at the end but that’s okay. 
THANK YOU I LOVE YOU! I'm done so i can be lazy now hehehe and same to you bby - please take care of yourself ily.
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locria-writes · 4 years
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Ooooh abea sound like another game I'd like to play.Before I start obsessing could you tell us more about the Ro personalities and what they look like? (Just to check Bastard aint Valentin prototype before rooting for him)
you’re giving val too much credit lmao. val’s too emotional and sensitive to ever be like Bastard, because the latter is actually my prototype for every single trash man i’ve written. whenever i’m writing villains/trash, i always have to stop and ask myself ‘is this what Bastard would do?’ if the answer is yes, then i’ve gone too far :D
anyway, there’s two full ROs, and two half ROs ((for reference, mc is born in 103 R.A)).
oh, and mc marries launcelin no matter what in 119 R.A, and the story takes place in 121 R.A
Launcelin d’Alysendauret vu Ehteliohrt, Second Prince of Essenia
has ash blond hair, blue-grey eyes, and is about 177 cm
b. 85 R.A to Emperor Alysendaur II and Empress ru Steure-Guen
twice widowed; married Lady Lunneda ru Tallan-Valluys (86 R.A - 103 R.A) in 102 R.A with one son; married Lady Seluua ru Sant-Cluys (97 R.A - 117 R.A) in 117 R.A
his father always hated him for being weak and too soft-hearted, and for simply being his mother’s son
while talented with swords and fighting, he vastly prefers gardening and studying, and really just wants to live a quiet life away from court
he actually helped his sister escape her arranged marriage by volunteering to marry the Nalaantai King’s sister instead
refuses to take on any concubines/mistresses, despite court pressure
mc’s dad and older brothers all approve of him and support his claim to the throne
extremely slow burn
Vezian d’Alysendauret vu Ehteliohrt, Sixth Prince of Essenia
has light brown hair, pale blue eyes, and is about 182 cm
b. 99 R.A to Emperor Alysendaur II and Consort Pesselen
his mother used to work in a brothel as a singer and was taken in as a concubine after his birth
while his father loved and spoiled him, the empress despised him for posing a threat to her own son
a military talent and enjoys playing the grand game of intrigue, though he isn’t necessarily so much a manipulative genius as he is just very charismatic and cruelly ruthless
whatever free time he has that isn’t spent with his mother and sister, or training, is spent thinking up ways to torment poor Launcelin and his maternal family
is in high demand for marriage; has a lot of flings but no concubines/mistresses
absolutely abhorred by mc’s family, and it isn’t just because of his status
immediately smitten by mc and is 1000% horny on main
Lu’anyu yaza Nu’erzhu, Eighth Master of Gui’ansu
has black hair, black eyes, and is about 178 cm
b. 101 R.A to the Prince of Gui’ansu and the Princess Consort
is one of many sons and often forgotten about in his family, so he volunteered to be an emissary to Nalaantai to establish personal connections
tends to hide his abilities and surly personality behind a pleasant mask
very manipulative and cunning; has always pushed back what he wants in pursuit of power
does genuinely have a soft spot for mc though and truly considers her to be his only real friend
not a real ro, but can be mc’s first love
Ouren de Launcelinet vu Ehteliohrt, Prince of Essenia
has blond hair blue eyes, and is still a growing boy!! (probably 160 cm to 180 cm??)
b. 103 R.A to Prince Launcelin and Princess Consort Tallan-Valluys
under no pressure to marry because his dad doesn’t want him to make the same mistakes he did
is not well-liked by his grandfather, but is doted on by his grandmother instead
generally, a sweet and kind boy who wants his dad to be happy and sees mc as a kindred spirit
talented in music, and encouraged by his dad to pursue his hobbies and passions, so he’s just an artsy kid
not a real ro, unfortunately, he just has a crush on mc to his horror
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shy-marker-pliers · 4 years
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High school AU thingamabob
Dark
17 year old senior
class president and is kinda high and mighty about it tbh
“yes i know student council can’t really make any changes without the input of the superintendent but IM THE PRESIDENT AND YOU’RE NOT SO SUCK MY DI-“
does sound/lights for all the shows the school puts on
dating wilford and no one knows how or why they’re together
had a deep as hell voice and a beard the second he hit puberty
takes every ethics/psychology class he can
wants to be a lawyer
that one kid that everyone fears but is actually kinda chill if not a little surly
wears a collared shirt and tie to school every day and would totally get made fun of for it if he wasn’t terrifying
listens to classical music unironically
“oh my god i’m so going to fail this test” *proceeds to get the highest grade in the class*
protector of the gays™️
person: *says something mean to a student because they’re lgbtq+*
Dark: *teleports in front of said student* omae wa mou shindeiru
Wilford
19 year old senior
Yes he still has the mustache
doesn’t give a fuck about what anyone thinks of him
deadass wore a dress to school after one of his friends got made fun of because she wore a suit to a school dance
b u f f a s h e l l
could bench press a teacher if he really tried
on the cheer team
“no i’m not wearing pants, this miniskirt makes my ass look great!”
everyone’s bodyguard
usually attracts a crowd of nervous underclassmen
has mild dyslexia
tol
gives his friends piggyback rides
president of the drama club
works hard enough in school to pass his classes but that’s pretty much it
sleeps in class
Bim
15 year old freshman
vice president of the drama club
wilfords shadow
first freshman to help run the drama club and shoves it in everyone’s face
shouts his gayness from the rooftops
secretly super insecure
loves plants and helps out in the schools greenhouse
named all of the plants but if you tell anyone he’ll stab you
gets mostly B’s and C’s
has mild ocd but not enough to affect him severely
talks like a game show host cause he thinks it makes him sound attractive
it doesn’t
Google(s)
16 year old juniors
identical quadruplets
they have to wear different colors every day or else no one knows which one is which
they’re called the googles because their backpacks match the colors of the chrome logo and they’re super smart
straight A 4.0 GPA students but Oliver has to try a little harder than his brothers
all of them are in the robotics team except for ollie
Blue works on programming and red and green are on the build team
Ollie is the sweetest day of sunshine to ever exist and everyone loves him
he’s basically adopted Eric as his lil bro
tutors people in the library every tuesday and thursday
the other googles disapprove of his relationship with bing but he makes ollie happy so they don’t do anything about it
they all work in a supermarket and they’re saving up for college
ollie wants to be a vet, red and green want to be engineers, and blue wants to be a web developer
Bing
17 year old junior
mostly A’s, a few B’s.
his full name is zachary bing but people call him bing because he’s always trying to one up the googles
dudebro
was pining after ollie for months before chase finally felt sorry for him and told ollie how he felt
they’re dating now and it’s adorable
so soft for his boyf
a really good skater and wins a lot of local competitions
doesn’t study but still gets p good grades
wears sunglasses all the time because he has light sensitivity
Has ADHD
s t r o n k
always challenges people to arm wrestle him
can sing really well and plays gitaur
shares a youtube channel with chase where they skate and to challenges and stuff
Dr. ipiler
18 year old senior
Everyone calls him doc because he helps the school nurse and takes every single biology and health class there is
all A’s
really wants to be a surgeon
best friends with Schneep
huge star trek/harry potter nerd (ravenclaw if you’re wondering)
almost always at schneep’s house studying or just chillin’
kind of a control freak
thinks he’s charismatic but he’s actually kinda annoying
but annoying in a funny way
has a pet ferret that he sneaks into school
feral
espresso and sugar flows through his veins
“i actually got a good sleep last night.” “oh really?” “yeah bro i got a whole half hour!”
super dark bags under his eyes
Host
17 year old junior
all A’s except for in gym class
he has eyes in this
his real name is Simon Charles Teller (there are specific meanings to those names btw look them up) but he’s called The Host because he does morning announcements every day.
has gold eyes and a lot of people find it unnerving
“hey i have a podcast you should totally listen to it”
nocturnal
spends all of his free time in the library
always reading in class but the teachers don’t really care bc his grades are good and he does his homework
wants to be an english/poetry teacher
crushing on the cute shy kid from his english class
doesn’t talk much but he’ll still be nice to you
that one kid who’s always correcting the teachers
Runs the D&D club (he’s the dungeon master)
Eric Derekson
16 year old junior
Mostly high B’s, a couple of A’s.
lives with his uncle mark after he ran away from his abusive dad and is living a happy life
the guy that always volunteers to take care of the class pets over the weekend
animals love him
has anxiety, mild paranoia and autism.
animals, harry potter, and pokémon are his hyperfixations.
he also really likes gardening
crushing big time on hostioli
spends his entire english class staring at him and blushing
is seriously considering joining D&D club just to be able to talk to him
he’s in the art club
wants to be a vet and maybe do some freelance art stuff on the side
Ollie keeps yelling at him to just ask host out already but he’s too nervous
my poor bb boi
Wears sweaters all the time
wears headphones to block out noise if it ever gets too loud at he goes into sensory overload
disaster bi
Yan
18 year old senior
gets C’s
non-binary
has a makeup tutorial channel on youtube and has a pretty decent following
That one weeb
dyes their hair a new color every week
also has a new crush every week
everyone knows who their newest victim is because they never stop watching them
draws anime or cute animals for every art class
wants to be a a fashion designer
does MMA
everyone kinda stears clear of them
writes their first initial along with their crush’s on every notebook they own
has gotten suspended for beating kids up on multiple occasions
doesn’t really have that many friends but they don’t mind
spends their lunches watching their crush
in the drama club and the art club
Randall Voorhees
18 year old senior
C’s and D’s
Eric’s cousin/bodyguard
they have a lot of the same classes and walk everywhere together
loves animals and has like 10 pet rats
he doesn’t really care about his grades because he knows that he wants to be a woodworker/construction guy
makes little houses out of scrap wood for his rats and Eric thinks it’s adorable
always sneaks his rats to school and lets them have play dates with dr. iplier’s ferret
“nO IM NOT RELATED TO JASON VOORHEES HES NOT EVEN REAL SO SHUT THE HELL UP-“
used to live in nyc in queens and still has a pretty strong accent
completely incomprehensible when he’s excited or angry bc of the accent
everyone is jealous of his hair
spends like 100 dollars on shampoo and conditioner and stuff but it’s worth it
acts like the straightest guy in existence but could not be more gay
his boots are always muddy
Yancy
16 year old sophomore
his name is Yancy Bird
g...get it? like jailbird? ahaha...ok i’ll stop
permanent resident of the detention room
but he gets to just chill out and read for an hour so he doesn’t really mind
mostly gets detention for beating up kids that bully others
fuck the system
always wears a leather jacket and blue jeans
“hey, the 50’s called and they want their-“ SMACK. “shut up.”
takes a lot of criminal justice and psychology classes ironically
in the botany club but if you tell anyone they’ll never find your body
everyone is surprised when they find out he’s friends with Eric and ollie
pan but in denial
“i’m not gay guys, that ain’t me, i’m just comfortable with my sexuality. so i can admit when i see a guy with a handsome face and pretty eyes-“
that song is great btw you should listen to it
anyway
always makes really dark jokes and everyone is like “are you ok?”
except for his friends they just laugh
“lmao wouldn’t it be funny if everyone like...died”
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captain-sodapop · 4 years
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Headcanons about how each member of the Outsiders gang feel about the others?
ooh this is an interesting one...
(this is gonna be so long LMAO)
so, just to be clear: these guys are a gang, like brothers, and they would do anything for each other.  they might get seriously pissed off at one another sometimes, but when push comes to shove, they’ll be there if the other guy needs them, no questions asked
like, outside the group, they do have other friends, but the seven of them have something special that other people see and are envious of.  other people - no matter what side of the tracks they’re from - are sort of jealous of them and wish they could be like that with their friends
honestly, I think a big part of why they’re friends is because they’ve just always been friends, and it’s hard to imagine life without the others there, no matter how incompatible they may seem on paper - they’re a diverse, interesting group of guys with all sorts of different outlooks on life and personalities
that said, I do think they kinda pair off with each other a lot, especially now that Darry’s pretty busy with trying to keep a household
obviously Soda and Steve are BFFs 
Darry and Two-Bit are each others’ best friends, being the oldest and having known each other forever
then there’s Pony, Johnny, and Dallas, and they’re sort of a trio
however, Dallas and Tim are probably each others’ best friends, even though they kinda hate each other.  interesting dynamic there
but Johnny is also sorta both Pony and Dally’s best friend, and Johnny doesn’t like to pick so he’d probably say the same
Pony wouldn’t say so to Dally’s face, but in truth he’s pretty scared of him so...yeah.
but when any of these pairs pair up, or - worse - all seven of them are together?  watch the fuck out.  for real, these guys are mischief makers.  not dangerous, just incredibly stupid and loud lmao
like...Darry will 1000% cut loose if he gets the chance to be with the rest of them and they will all cheer him on to be the biggest dumbass he can be, and tbh it’s pretty cute, in a stupid boy way
oh - and Darry is everyone’s role model
Now, thinking individually:
Darry
Sodapop: obviously Soda is his younger brother and he has to look out for him legally, but I feel they’re pretty tight - Pony even says so in the book.  Soda can get away with teasing him, and he’s a great shoulder to cry on when things are getting stressful.  also: “little buddy” *wibbles*
Ponyboy: he loves this kid bunches, but he just doesn’t get him sometimes.  he also frustrates him to no end, and wishes he would just listen and realize he’s trying to help him.  he’s really protective of Pony, and sees him as a really little kid still, so sometimes he goes a bit overboard with looking out for him, but he can’t help it - he’s seriously worried about him all the time
Johnny: Darry also worries about Johnny a lot, but sort of in a helpless way - Darry just doesn’t really know what to do besides be there for him.  but he’s glad Johnny’s there for Pony, and when they actually get a chance to talk (which isn’t often), they always have the most laid-back conversations
Dallas: these two have a serious respect for each other, and for as much as Darry recognizes that Dally is a real-deal thug, he knows he has his own code that he lives by, and Darry respects that.  Darry isn’t afraid to go toe-to-toe with him, though, considering he always keeps his door open to him, so he doesn’t tolerate his bullshit
Two-Bit: like I said above, I see these two as best friends.  they’re total opposites, and that’s what makes them work as buddies.  Two-Bit gets Darry to loosen up every now and then, and they’ve known each other since before god, so it’s not unusual to see them on the front steps with a six pack shooting the shit and talking about their little siblings, sports, life, etc.
Steve: Darry respects and cares about Steve, but I think he’ll always view him as Soda’s best friend, so in his head Steve is just this annoying little kid still at times.  also, he still kinda holds a grudge for that “all brawn, no brains” comment.  but Darry would never turn him away, and is always asking him for car help
Sodapop
Darry: I feel like Soda sees himself as Darry’s equal, and that’s why he’s got no fear of him.  he will tease him, call him out on his bullshit, and listen to whatever he has to say without trying to give him a bunch of advice.  Soda does wish that Darry would lighten up a little sometimes, though, just relax and be present with the rest of them like he used to
Ponyboy: as a middle kid, Soda loves having a big brother, but also having a little brother that he can be there for.  he thinks Pony is just the smartest kid he’s ever met, and he’s really proud of him.  he also is Pony’s shoulder to cry on a lot of times, and he tries to include him in stuff to help him out of his shell if Steve isn’t being an issue
Johnny: Soda wishes he could see more of Johnny - he thinks he’s a good guy, a loyal friend - but they don’t really get the chance that often.  but Soda always asks Johnny how he’s doing, what’s new with him, and always checks in on him
Dallas: Dally doesn’t scare Soda that much, and they have a fun time together, but Soda’s not blind to the person he is, his darker side.  he knows not to cross him because he’s afraid of what happen if he will, so he tries to keep things light between the two of them, just shoot the shit and talk about girls, go driving, etc. 
Two-Bit: Soda’s favorite dumbass.  if Soda has a dumb idea, Two-Bit is his yes-man.  they play off each other really well, and Sodapop likes that with Two-Bit, things just don’t feel complicated.  life is just easy, and Two-Bit is always willing to either listen, or distract, and Soda seriously appreciates that
Steve: these two are just trouble when they’re together, no beating around the bush.  these two are also pretty different from each other, but they’ve been friends so long that Soda can’t imagine not having Steve for a friend.  they just get each other, and since Soda has so many people dump on him...Steve is the guy he goes to when he needs to vent.  they can just work on a car together and talk, and all Soda needs Steve to do is listen
Ponyboy
Darry: Pony wishes Darry could be the way he used to be before the accident, and he often gets frustrated with him, sees him as a nag and someone who just wants to be right and make everyone do what he says.  but he also loves him and looks up to him and knows that Darry is doing his best, so sometimes he tries to cut him some slack.  there are times when they’re one-on-one and Pony really enjoys that - Darry is smart, and they can talk about school and books without anyone looking at them sideways, and Pony really admires his big brother’s intelligence
Sodapop: we know Pony loves Sodapop - he even admits he’s his favorite brother.  he really does put him on a pedestal (when he probably shouldn’t), but Soda isn’t always on his back about everything and is a great person to talk to and work things out with.  Pony thinks he’s pretty much one of the coolest guys in town, too, and wants to be like that
Johnny: soft bffs :’)  Pony does definitely see Johnny as kinda skittish, but he’s also his best friend.  they don’t have to talk at all, which is honestly perfect for both of them.  Pony sees Johnny as his equal even though he’s two years older, and is always trying to play up to him, and even sometimes protect him from others.  I think Pony also probably likes to watch Johnny play pinball, lol
Dallas: Pony is scared of Dallas - period, point blank.  he respects him, but he’s scared of him, and doesn’t get for a long time that Dallas actually cares about him
Two-Bit: Pony sees Two-Bit as a goof, sure, but he also sort of looks up to him - he’s calm, he’s funny, he seems to have a grip on life; an understanding of it that he can put in concise words.  being with Two-Bit is easy for him, and he likes that Two-Bit is always willing to include him and talk to him and not make him feel stupid
Steve: even though he’s Soda’s best friend, these two are like oil and water.  Pony thinks Steve is too serious, too snarky, too mean to actually be able to like, but he still cares about him because of how close he is to his brother, and respects his intelligence and work ethic
Johnny
Darry: Darry has been kinder to Johnny than he could ever feel he deserved, and he’s grateful.  he’s a little scared of him, but really only because he’s a giant of a guy...but with Johnny, he’s a gentle giant
Sodapop: he kinda wishes he could be as popular and laid-back as Soda, as good with the girls as Soda.  but it’s so hard for Johnny not to like him because of how nice and chill he is.  he also really appreciates that Soda isn’t overbearing with “protecting” him - he just lets him be himself
Ponyboy: Johnny thinks Pony is just so smart, and so talented, and 99% of the time, he isn’t jealous of that.  he looks out for him in his own quiet way, but can also see how some might think Pony is kind of annoying.  but he really likes him, and is more than willing to let the kid either just sit with him quietly or talk his ear off about his books and movies
Dallas: Johnny’s hero.  what else needs to be said?
Two-Bit: Johnny thinks Two-Bit is a real cut-up - he gets on his nerves a bit at times, but he likes his upbeat, no-nonsense outlook on life and that he treats him like an equal
Steve: he and Steve are just sorta friends, without much complications to it.  Johnny thinks Steve is smart and surly, but his attitude doesn’t stop him from liking him
Dallas
Darry: this is the one person Dallas would never dare cross.  ever.  he may snark at him, but that’s it.  and you know what?  Dallas respects that.  he sees Mrs. Curtis in her oldest son, and that softens him towards him.
Sodapop: Darry’s kid brother.  he’s wild and way too upbeat for Dallas most times, but that wild energy can sometimes be harnessed into some real wild times, and that’s when Dallas really has fun with him
Ponyboy: Darry and Soda’s kid brother.  he knows the kid is something special, though, but he doesn’t know how to express that.  but he doesn’t mind him tagging along on his escapades, and gets a kick out of him
Johnny: the one person Dallas loved (however you view that love, romantic or platonic).  What else needs to be said?
Two-Bit: he’s annoying, but there’s something about Two-Bit that Dallas can’t help but respect.  they’ve gotten into fights before, but Two-Bit is the opposite in Darry in that he seems to have that same energy of don’t fuck with me, or you’ll regret it, which doesn’t make sense to Dally because he’s such a goof
Steve: Dallas respects that Steve is good in a fight, keeps his trap shut, and is smart.  period, full stop.
Two-Bit
Darry: if Two-Bit didn’t have Darry, he’d be in constant trouble.  he helps him feel like more of an adult, and he wishes he could be more like him at times.  but they’re old friends, and Two-Bit wishes he could see more of him like he used to, and he’s always trying to cheer Darry up while also asking him for advice and venting to him because he feels like everyone else will view that as him being a burden
Sodapop: again - this is a crazy duo.  just watch out for these two when they’re together.  Two-Bit will say yes to any of Soda’s stupid plans, and Soda will do the same for him.  seriously, just watch the fuck out for these two.
Ponyboy: Two-Bit is worried about this kid.  he really sees him like a little brother, and he wishes he could stay innocent and kind forever, and works to do what he can to preserve that because he’s so smart and has so much to offer.  he just tries to be there for the kid, and wishes he could see that the whole gang really cares about him
Johnny: Two-Bit honestly believed for a long time that they couldn’t get along without Johnny turns out they couldn’t get along without Pony.  he knows Johnny’s tough, but Two-Bit can’t help but be a bit protective over him, and often forgets he can handle himself  
Dallas: in some ways, for as much as Two-Bit likes getting up to trouble with him and screwing around together, Two-Bit thinks Dallas is an idiot.  he’s dangerously reckless, opposed to Two-Bit being more harmlessly reckless, and worries about Pony and Johnny hanging around him.  he likes him for sure, but thinks he’s a pretty bad influence
Steve: Two-Bit sees Steve as a bear to poke and get a reaction out of.  he gets a real kick out of messing with him because he’s so serious, but he also knows how smart and dedicated a friend Steve is, and really likes that about him.  he wishes he’d lighten up a bit and be nicer to Ponyboy, but he’s loyal to him and considers him a very close friend
Steve
Darry: Steve really respects Darry for the sacrifices he’s made, but he sometimes reads him wrong and crosses a line with him.  he tries not to do that because I think he wishes he could be more like him - just as smart, just as strong, just as dedicated
Sodapop: again - best friends, y’all.  Steve appreciates that Soda is the more upbeat person of the pair, can get him out of a slump and put things into perspective for him - things aren’t always quite as bad as they seem.  they’ve known each other so long, that Steve can’t imagine his life without Soda and sees him as the brother he never had.  if Steve’s the mechanic, Soda’s the driver
Ponyboy: thinks he’s a TWERP.  he hates how he’s whiny and always tagging along everywhere, and he can’t help but think of him as the baby of the group.  bitch bitch bitch.  but...he has to look out for him.  he tells himself it’s for Darry and Soda, but he feels this strong urge to protect him that he can’t quite explain (and definitely doesn’t like)
Johnny: Johnny behaves more like Steve wishes Pony would - he’s cool, and nowhere near as whiny, so Steve likes hanging out with him, and looks out for him, too - like when Sylvia came onto him.  he wants to help preserve what very little happiness and innocence Johnny has left, so Steve is always inviting him places
Dallas: Steve thinks Dallas is a bastard, but in a good way.  he thinks he’s tough and tuff, and likes how he doesn’t give a damn about the law and will fuck up anyone who gets in his way.  there are days where Steve wishes he could care as little as Dally, but he just can’t, and that’s where there’s sometimes still a disconnect - Steve does care, in his own way
Two-Bit: these two often get stuck together.   they’re actually close in their own way, especially after Johnny and Dallas die, because it’s the brothers and them, so Steve appreciates having Two-Bit around to lighten things up, even if he claims to think he’s annoying.  they can just sit around the DX and talk about whatever, and it’s easy, and Steve appreciates Two-Bit always trying with him, not being deterred by his often crappy moods
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ff-imagines · 5 years
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Can I have some headcanons for a pure!MA? (With pure I mean they would never hurt a fly or think inappropriate things, so kind of opposite to him.) I really adored your general Whiskey headcanons💕
Whiskey x Pure! MA
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•hehehehehehehhehe....... oh boy
• honestly he didn’t know anyone could be so innocent.
• he honestly struggles to be careful with you, sometimes.
• he’ll make an innuendo hoping it goes somewhere
• it doesn’t
• he gets frustrated
• but... you’re the one he’s waited so long for. He’s not going to force you into anything.
• especially when you don’t even know what on gods green earth is going on
• he’s... kind of pent up as a result
• so expect him to be... a tad more violent towards fallen in battle... he’s trying to take it out wherever he can...
• after finding out about your complete pure nature, he just can’t bring himself to taint it.
• he’d like too one day
• but.... you’re just so adorable when you’re unaware....
• eventually he’s not as frustrated and he becomes mildly amused
• he’ll never make extremely uncomfy jokes, but a few innuendos here and there
• your confusion is adorable, and the way you get miffed when he doesn’t explain what he means makes him even more amused.
• it becomes a game you’re unaware that you’re playing
• maybe one day he’ll actually attempt to go further... but for now... he likes this game
• he first became aware of your complete innocence after sweet tofu made a very raunchy joke
• on a hot summers day
• what’s a good way to cool down?
• popsicles!
• “ha, kitten, really? A popsicle?”
• “hmm? What’s wrong with that?”
• “aw, come on, your nearly pushing that thing half way down your throat...”
• whiskey heard from his spot in the restaurant and sprinted his way over to beat the absolute devil out of sweet tofu
• until he heard your small voice full of confusion
• “what? I’m just eating... am I eating it wrong?”
• he stopped in his tracks just beside sweet tofu
• huh?
• surly you knew....
• but you were looking at him and then at sweet tofu so confused...
• did... did you really not know?
• whiskey furrowed a brow
• sweet tofu grinned
• “well... I can always explain it to you kitte-“
• *insert image of whiskey picking up sweet tofu by his ankles and yeeting him across the restaurant*
• whiskey promptly put an arm around your shoulders and guided you away from sweet tofu, who was hysterically laughing
• “What? What’s so funny?”
• whiskey decided you didn’t need to know. Besides, that was so obviously sexual, you’d realize in time, right?
• right?????
• spoiler alert: no
• a few days later spicy gluten, Boston lobster, whiskey, and you were walking out on a late night delivery
• whiskey insists on going where ever you go, and fallen wouldn’t dare come anywhere near Boston lobster or spicy gluten
• gluten speaks up first
• “attendant... you and whiskey are growing so close.”
• oh no
• “yes, we are! We get along well, I’m glad he’s at my side!”
• whiskey felt his heart melt a little
• “would you say, you’ve grown closer to him than anyone ever before?”
• Boston was trying to hold in his laughter
• whiskeys heart was no longer melting, glancing at spicy gluten with a look that said he was preparing to put her six feet under if she continued
• spicy gluten has no fear, you fool, you absolute buffoon
• you looked puzzled, but decided to answer honestly. Surely it’s just a simple question?
• “well... yes! Very close! There’s no one I’d rather have be my right hand man.”
• “would you like him to be anything else?”
• gluten you’re about to die if you don’t stop right now
• “uhm, sure! I guess? What would that mean?”
• whiskey took your hand and just ran foward, spicy gluten and lobsters laughter falling behind you two
• “whiskey!? What was that about? What are they laughing for?”
• did...
• are you....
• did you not pick up on that????
• maybe you’re just joking around? Playing dumb to be funny?
• yeah, definitely that. Two can play that game.
• “ha. Alright. I get it. You can stop now, Dearest.”
• “huh?”
• was... oh...
• you’re not joking...
• well, he can’t explain it to you now.... he’s not sure he even wants to at all....
• “no, no. Nothings wrong, don’t worry. I just like having our alone time.”
• “wha-“
• he makes up a bluff on the spot and trudges on, still grasping your hand.
• “oh look, it’s that late night dessert parlor. Come on!”
• he decided to not let anyone ruin your innocence...
• he wants to save that for himself ;)
• if you ever pick up on literally any hints and let him lmao
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640-642: "Explore! Fairies' Island - Green Bit!", "The Unknown World! The Tontatta Kingdom!" and "The Stratagem of the Century! Doflamingo Makes His Move!"
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Doflamingo using Fake News before it was cool.
Watched three episodes to make up for not posting on Saturday. Damn, am I glad I watched up to 642. The reveal of the Tontatta people and what Violet was up to *did* move the plot along. But Doflamingo is the centre of trouble and strife. When he shows up, you know it’s about to get real.
And boy, Doflamingo really is a proper joker, isn’t he? Just loves to play little tricks on people. Little tricks like taking control of the press and releasing fake news just so you can murder another pirate.
Such a prankster!
Zoro Ages 40 Years Through Confusion and Stress
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Before I get to the Main Event, gotta update on Franky and Sol, plus Zoro and his new pal Wicka!
In Zoro’s storyline, the action kicked in with him dashing about Acacia Port Town, seemingly yelling and muttering to himself. A small child was scared. His mother advised him to not look Zoro in the eye.
Meanwhile, somewhere about Zoro’s person, a small voice ordered, “Get to Flower Field already!”
Ah, thought I. Zoro has teamed up with the thieving little fairy from earlier.
Sure enough, a flashback confirmed it, along with another tasty nugget of news that tied Zoro’s story neatly into the main plot.
After the sack of stolen stuff whacked Zoro on the head, Zoro spotted the little thief. The game was up. Tiny thief introduced himself as Wicka. He belonged to the Tontatta Tribe’s scouting unit and he was freaking out about Zoro - a Big Human - having seen him. Of course, Wicka couldn’t share any information - apart the fact he was supposed to report to his chief that the Donquixote Family were about to destroy the Strawhat Pirates’ ship.
Obviously, Zoro was interested in this development. He was about to haul ass back to Sunny but, alas, his faulty GPS kicked in. (He is the only one who hasn’t left Acacia Port yet, lmao). As Wicka had broken his ankle in the fall, he offered to guide Zoro back to shore in exchange for a ride to a place called Flower Field.
Turns out the Tontatta People have a conflict with the Donquixote Family too, though Wicka wouldn’t spill the details. (I’m still thinking a lot of them are being forced to work in the Smile factory.)
As for Franky and Sol, they are heading the same way, funnily enough. (Maybe Flower Field is the headquarters for the Resistance.) On the way, Rebecca spotted them from a Colosseum window. She shouted after Sol, who acted pretty weird about the whole thing. Pretty much was like, “Oh, so you entered the competition even though I told you not to. Okay.”
There is obviously a crap ton of history between these two because Rebecca cried and shouted back, “I’ll win so we can live together!”
Sol was all surly about it. “A warrior who cries will not easily win,” and rode away on Franky. Then, when he was safely out of earshot, he told Franky how he had something he wanted to protect and that he could not shed tears from his tin eyes.
Gotta say, I’m getting weird vibes from this relationship.
Ceci N’Est Pas Une Punch
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As for Luffy Lucy, the Block C battle is officially underway! I was super hyped to see this fight but the action kept cutting away from it. Now the Feathered One has flapped onto the stage, he’s hogged the spotlight and some of the hype has worn off.
Still, that whole sequence of Luffy winding up Gomu Gomu stretchy punches and declaring, “That was a normal punch. Oh, that one? That was a normal kick. A completely normal kick.” Even after several fellow competitors observed, “Hey, that guy’s arm stretched. Isn’t that exactly like that Strawhat Luffy guy’s power?”
No.
No it wasn’t.
It was just a normal, run of the mill stretchy punch. 
Do not listen to Cavendish who is being manhandled from the area shrieking “I’LL KILL YOU, STRAWHAT!” at the top of his lungs. Do not listen to Don Chinjao, who is stomping about, growling about murdering Garp’s grandson every five seconds.
All trickery and lies.
And speaking of...
You Just Lost the Circle Game
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Ah, I am so glad Sanji’s little subplot has merged into the main plot. It had begun to border on unwatchable. I breathed a sigh of relief when Violet turned the tables last episode. I thought she might even be a CP0 member in disguise, seeking to shackle Sanji and trade him for Luffy.
Nope.
It’s less complicated than that.
It turned out Violet was an assassin hired by Doflamingo to prey on Sanji’s weakness for women. The chuckling thugs surrounding her laughed it up. This guy is worth 70 million and he was fooled by Violet’s act? What a dumbass.
She shit-talked Sanji for about five seconds. “Did you really think a guy like you could win my heart? How funny!”
This was before she unveiled her Glare Glare fruit power which allows her to see into people’s minds (legit amazingly useful power, to be fair). She asked Sanji some Important Questions. Why had Strawhat and Trafalgar Law become allies? What brought them to Dressrosa besides the business at Green Bit? What was their ultimate plan? What were they up to?
But inside Sanji’s mind, all she saw was PINK PINK PINK. Which, I am guessing, means Sanji’s head was filled with nothing else but thoughts of LADIEZ. (Bit of a disservice to Sanji, but okay.)
Understandably, Violet was freaked out. “What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking of you,” Sanji answered. “The way you looked at me in that moment, I knew you were telling me the truth when you asked me to kill someone for you. I believe in women’s tears!”
I blinked and reached for my sick bucket.
Amazingly, Sanji’s charm worked on Violet. Not only did she turn on the hired thugs, she also ran away with Sanji and let him peer into her mind to discover the trap Doflamingo had laid for Trafalgar Law.
Very generous. Sanji, I take it all back. You are a smooth operator, after all.
Little People: The Only Thing That Has Legit Scared Robin Since Enies Lobby
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Back at Green Bit, Usopp was having flashbacks to Bowin Island and Caesar was shrieking for Doflamingo. Law basically told him to hold his horses because they had a bit of walking to do first. Caesar would be handed over at 3pm at a further distant point of beach.
Then Usopp’s keen sharpshooter’s eye spotted an ominous object. A Marine ship grounded on the bay, snarled in a plant’s grip. Robin concluded the cuts that freed the ship from the plant were fresh and that the ship hadn’t sustained much damage. 
Ruh roh. That meant the Marines were on Green Bit.
Caesar freaked out. He was a wanted man with a sky-high bounty and a list of crimes that would make Magellan’s hair curl. Now Doflamingo had resigned from the Shichibukai, there was no law protecting Caesar anymore. If he was left on Green Bit, cuffed and defenceless, they’d arrest him! “THIS IS HELL!” he wailed. “I’M DOOMED!”
While Usopp hissed at Caesar to stfu, Robin side-eyed Law. “Why are the Marines here? You look like you’re hiding something, Law?”
Law claimed it was a coincidence. How could he control the Marines? (Though the flashback to his chat with Smoker when he admitted he was headed for Green Bit says otherwise. Not control. More a subtle manipulation.) Still not sure how much of the Marine presence here is Law’s or Doflamingo’s doing. I’m thinking Doflamingo’s to be honest. Maybe Law expected Smoker and found Fujitora instead? More on that later, though.
At any rate, Law set up a recon plan. Robin and Usopp would scout the area, searching for Marines. He would walk to the handover point with Caesar.
Robin and Usopp saw some shit in that forest, let me tell you.
A gang of fodder Marines fell victim to some of Wicka’s fellow tribespeople. A spokesperson called Leo demanded to know if the Marines were good or bad people. 
“We are Marine soldiers! We protect people!”
But when they would not hand over their weapons, the Tontatta fighters stripped the Marines almost butt-naked (they left the underpants for their cousins, the Underpants Gnomes).
A similar thing happened to Robin. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a small, shadowy figure retreating with stolen clobber in hand. She set a mille fleurs and caught a very angry little dude. She did try to ask him if they had robbed the Marines, but the Angry Little Dude’s friends returned with anaesthetic slingshot ammo.
The next thing, there are a few shots of shadowy stitches and Robin stirs awake to find lots of Tontatta people slithering about under her clothes (kinda creepy) and going through her stuff. Notebook, candy, den den mushi. Oh yeah, and her body was stitched to the ground by Leo.
Luckily, Robin is the kind of person who can stay calm in trying situations. She kept her cool and asked questions. Where was she? Was Usopp okay? Had they grown all the massive plants on the island?
The answers were that she was in the Tontatta Kingdom, they had captured Usopp and he was fine and, yes, the plants were their doing and there is no plant they cannot grow. 
Robin figured she could easily escape with her DF power but that she had to be careful not to cause a stir. When they asked her why she had kidnapped one of their own people, Robin answered she had caught him out curiosity. That was it. She hadn’t meant any harm and she would never tell anyone she had seen them.
“LOL, OKAY,” Leo said. “YOU CAN GO. HERE ARE ALL YOUR BELONGINGS EXCEPT THE DDM WHICH WE RELEASED INTO THE WILD.”
That was funny. 
It was all going well, until Robin discovered she only had two minutes to meet with Law at the handover point. She made to leave but the Tontatta people were like, “NO. NO ONE LEAVES. GIVE US YOUR WEAPON.” (What is it with them and weapons? Are they planning to go to war with the Donquixote family? They’ll get their tiny asses handed to them.)
They were about to strip Robin, but another Tontatta random ran up, saying not to harm Robin. That she was the partner of the Legendary Hero! The Big Human who had come to save them all!
Yes, I thought! The Legendary Hero? There’s only one person that could be. Usopp’s bullshitting skills have come through!
Law Falls for Doflamingo’s Fake News
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For that reason, Robin and Usopp didn’t make the the handover on time.
Well, Robin did.
Sort of. The usefulness of her Devil Fruit power has climbed a few notches. Remember she showed she could clone herself in Fishman Island? Turns out she can do this long-distance too. Even though she is underground with the Tontatta people, she was still able to send a message to Law.
Unfortunately, Robin’s clone arrived just as Sanji’s Bad News did.
While Law and Caesar were standing on shore like they were waiting for Godot, Law’s DDM rang. It was Sanji with the best damned plot twist.
“You’ve gotta get out of there! Doflamingo didn’t resign from the Shichibukai. Even if you hand over Caesar to him, there is no trade!”
Law was shook. “Wait, that doesn’t make sense--”
“We’ve been doublecrossed!” Sanji shouted. And told Law everything Violet had shown him. The flashbacks revealed something very interesting. The crowd below Doflamingo’s rooms, begging him not to abdicate, were assuaged when CP0 turned up and told them the newspaper reports were “a mistake. Just a false report. We will let the world know through an extra edition of the Coo News at 3pm. You mustn’t tell anyone until then.”
3pm, eh? Convenient timing on Doflamingo’s part. Now the residents of Dressrosa being awfully calm for a nation whose king has just abdicated makes a ton of sense.
But the news came too late for Law. Out of the trees, Admiral Fujitora marched with his men. Fujitora did not seem pleased to have been fooled by the false report. The jury is out on how much Akainu really knows, but he is going to talk with the Gorosei at Mariejois (that’ll be an interesting conversation). Right now, Fujitora is still following orders to be there at the handover point.
Law realised he was screwed.
“You’re the new Admiral, aren’t you?” he said.
Then Doflamingo flapped down.
In his shrieking enthusiasm, Caesar almost ruptured something internal. “JOKERRRRRRRRRRR!”
But Doflamingo only had eyes for Law. (Murder eyes. I cannot stress the murder part enough.)
“Hey, Law. Well done! I didn’t expect to see a Marine Admiral here. Since I’m no longer  Warlord, I’m scared as hell.”
Now I think about it... maybe Law had deliberately led the Marines to Green Bit under the mistaken assumption Doflamingo really had resigned. If everything had gone as Law had planned, the Marines would have rocked up, arrested Doflamingo and Caesar and Kaidou’s supply of Smiles would have dried up.
But it didn’t work out like that.
“Liar!” Law growled. “Answer me, Doflamingo! You used the authority of the World Government to fool the whole world only to deceive ten people? How?”
“Often the more spectacular the magic, the simpler the trick,” Doflamingo replied, giving nothing away damn it.  “People usually have a stereotypical idea or assumption like, ‘that’s ridiculous!’ and that’s what causes a blind spot.”
He was clearly referring to Law here. Law had assumed there was no way Doflamingo had the power to pull such a massive, world-scale trick. I mean, CP0 have been drafted in here. They report directly to the World Government. Doflamingo has some hefty connections. There is no denying it at this point.
“Nobody can really do such a thing, even if he hatched some scheme. You’re a pirate!” Law seethed. “Even if you’re a Shichibukai and a king you don’t have the power to spread a lie over the world! The only people who have the power to do such a ridiculous thing are the Celestial Dragons--”
Law’s words caught in this throat. He remembered what Vergo had said to him at Punk Hazard: “You don’t know Joker’s past and that will cost you your life.”
My jaw dropped. SURELY NOT??? Was Doflamingo a Celestial Dragon?
Even Law thought the same as me. “Don’t tell me you’re--”
Doflamingo, cagey as always, said only, “It’s a bit more complicated that that. But I have only one purpose here, Law. I just want to kill you.”
Dem veins, man.
Vein’s a-poppin’
I hope Law has some tricks up his sleeve because he is caught between an Admiral and Doflamingo. It ain’t looking good for him right now.
Should’ve checked Snopes, Law. Verifying fake news is super important, man.
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cardshcrp · 5 years
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actually that post was a pretty decent one and i’ve never made a post about which things happen to me personally kind of often that i hate, so i might as well? so please take a look at these and try not to do them to me because they really, really irritate the crap out of me. this isn’t to say i’m going to be rude to you, or ridicule you - i’ll just point you to the info, but shit, it makes me tired.
this obviously doesn’t apply to a context where it’s a genuine question, but the things i’m listing below have...never been presented in a respectful context or phrasing lol.
‘oh, wait, he’s trans?’ this is totally fine if we’ve just met. seriously, that’s fine if you haven’t read my about yet, it’s not plastered on my front page or in every thread. that’s the only time it’s fine. this happens a lot like three months in and it’s just - please read my about. weirdly enough, people that say this to me midway through development tend to disappear a bit later! current tally of this happening: 17 times.
‘so........no dick?’ uh, what? first of all, toys. second of all, i really hope you realize that many trans men use this terminology regarding themselves anyway, especially considering their clits post-hrt. which he does. it also makes him immediately sound like he’s not capable of having sexual relations, which is - lmao. current tally of this happening: 13 times.
‘he’s going to get bottom surgery, right?’ no, he’s not, and all the information regarding his surgery status, intent, when he started hrt and when he had top surgery are linked in a separate page on my about. all this does is tell me you don’t pay attention to any of my disgustingly lengthy sexual headcanon posts and you haven’t read my about. weirdly enough, genitalia doesn’t define gender identity. current tally of this happening: 4 times.
‘but how good were his tits before? can we write smut before he had all the trans stuff?’ ask me this and i will actually block you immediately lmao. it happened once.
oh, yeah, there isn’t some ‘before trans’ and ‘after trans’ stage. it’s not something you can turn off and on. lol ???? he wasn’t, like, a dainty woman who would moan to high heaven if dicked and then suddenly turned into a surly lumberjack. he was kicking kids in the balls at seven for calling him a girl because he didn’t like it. yeah, age of realization differs, but his was pretty early and he’s never really considered himself a girl in how a child would commonly perceive it.
for the love of anything please don’t like...specifically contact me to heap praise on me for writing a trans muse. it’s not a political statement and i don’t want it to be the only thing you see when you look at my blog. yes, it’s a part of it, but if you can’t also provide reasons why you like my writing or characterization, i’d actually prefer to pass on that particular compliment. i write him as trans because i am trans. representation is important but it isn’t the primary point of what i’m doing here. i’m writing my muse because i love writing my muse, and i hope you are here because you also like how i write my muse. this has happened enough times that it’s a little depressing. i realize you mean well, but it comes across a lot like it’s the only thing you know about me.
assuming he’s automatically submissive in the bedroom because he’s trans. i’m not even sure why this is a thing but it sure as shit seems to be based on my experiences. he switches - sometimes he receives, sometimes he doesn’t, he has a top preference and regardless of how you look at it he’s not exactly baby boy material and does not wanna be. i gave up counting this one.
there is a difference between a supportive partner in a ship and an absolutely rabid one using a trans person as a statement. my personal least favorite is people that find out he’s trans and immediately go overboard if we’re talking ships. yes, dude, supportive partners are amazing. maybe don’t talk about (a few that have come up, but definitely not all of them that have) wearing a ‘my trans bf is better than your cis bf’ shirt; literally wanting your muse to start fights over anyone who teases him because any banter is automatically transphobia; having your muse aggressively encourage him to be the face of pride; and starting an lgbt charity in his name. because he’s not publicly out. it’s not a massive secret, but he doesn’t go around flaunting it because it’s not what defines him, which you would know if. you read. my about.
PLEASE READ MY ABOUT????
seriously, if you ever want to know about something in particular about his identity, or sexual habits, or whatever, just ask me directly. sometimes stuff is hard to find. that’s entirely different from all of this. i’m genuinely happy to talk about his dynamics in whatever situation. it’s when you’re weird and fetish-y or super assumptive that it comes off wrong.
just don’t be a weird jerk about it.
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thy-profound-idiot · 5 years
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anybody else feel that draft?
“First time? Hint, shut the door, hit post. Boom. Draft gone.” a surly voice barks at my poor url from one of the corners of the...room? forum? an idle void of existence with four walls and i suppose a door?
“Good god, kid, why lowercase? What 2006 emo ass called and asked for lowercase to be a thing again?” the same voice, sounding even more irritated than before, bounces off the feed and into the comments. i hover, unsure of a response.
another avatar pops up. “caaaaaarllllll be nice. They’re obviously new.”
“Weren’t we all at one point in the Dark Ages. SHUT THE DOOR.”
i do so, remembering just in time to ceremoniously leave my soul on the threshold, a symbolic offering to the tumblr gods and of course the polite and necessary thing to do.
“At least they have some shred of decency.” i turn around and gasp at the beauteous hell before me. hundreds upon thousands upon millions of laptop screens light up what i have currently decided to call the void for lack of a vantage point, all on varying stages of brightness.
joy, wonder, and primal fear all encroach upon me as i glance around, taking in everything i possibly can in one scroll. what do i do? how do i fit in? can i fit in? will i die a meaningless silent scream of honorable procrastination like my brothers and sisters before me-
“Oh for the love of Destiel, would you stOp with the lowercase font! It does not make you look cool, deep, or philosophical, depending on your level of education, you edgelord.”
“’Edgelord'? oh my my, caaaaaarlllll, speaking of 2006-”
“Shut up, dormammulikeyourmammu. There are single shitposts better than your entire blog, url, and personality put together.”
the obviously fanart’d anime avatar @’s me. “Don’t mind him, he just doesn’t like aesthetics other than his own. by like I mean understand and accept. O r just accept.”
“I CAN BE AN OPEN-MINDED INDIVIDUAL JUST FINE AND YOU KNOW IT-”
“you have proved nothing of the sort, dear boy. I for one, think lowercase is a lovely form, usually used for demonstrating introspection into one’s thoughts. plus, it’s quite the charmer.”
i emoticon a smile.
“Nooooooo>” caaaaaarlllll groans.
the anime avatar ignores him. “Sooo, where are you from, youngling? why have you come to these forsaken lands to join us in this drugscape? The fame, the fortune preceding? LOL”
oh no. not this. anything but this. i dreaded this question even more being asked for my political stance upon any and i mean any topic.
might as well get it over with.
“well? I’ve only got the rest of my existence.”
random screenshots on google images
silence
@ caaaaaarlllll: LMAO *insert appropriate supernatural gif*
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