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gatitties · 3 months

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I've had this idea for a few days now and I was wondering if u could write it? Preferrably headcannon form

Fem reader (15yrs) who's close friends with the toman captains has three older brothers who are leaders from different gangs and two younger brothers who are actually in toman. Despite being so they managed to stay as regular siblings (petty arguments, stealing eachothers bikes, playing pranks on eachothers gangs)

Basically the siblings treat the delinquent world as their own playground bc of the amount of pranks they can cause on eachothers gangs without getting in trouble

─Tokyo revengers x fem!reader

─Summary: Your whole family is involved in gangs, except for you, however all your relationships are with these idiots who love to cause chaos wherever they go, you don't complain though.

─Warnings: none

─ You are not involved in the gang world and yet your name is known by all gang members.

─ How could it not be? Three of your older brothers have their own bands, known for certain aspects, and, on top of that, your two younger brothers are part of the well-known Toman.

─ Because of those two devils and your closeness in age to them, you know the captains of Toman, you forged a friendship with them by brute force because you are in the entire epicenter of gang shit.

─ Your brothers will simply cause problems from here to there, some arguments between them or external people, but you are always there to calm the atmosphere, effectively, you are the comic relief in most situations.

─ But don't worry about threats from other gangs that have some modicum of hatred against your brothers and friends, the threats (and fists if necessary) will fly from one side to the other if someone even mentions that they want to use you as a double-edged sword against them.

─ You are constantly being dragged from one place to another.

─ Mikey will take you for a walk with Draken.

─ Mitsuya will ask you to help with her sisters or to be a model for his desings.

─ Takemichi will ask you for help with Hinata but you will always tell him to talk to Emma, she would be more help than you.

─ Pah and Peh will try to convince you to accompany them to beat up some punks.

─ The Wakata twins will drag you throughout the district to find the best ramen shop.

─ Baji and Chifuyu will drag you to all the animal shelters to help a little.

─ Your two little brothers will ask you to watch them fight to find out who is stronger of the two.

─ Your older brothers will take you to their meetings or convince you to steal another of your brothers' motorcycle, which ends in a race and you screaming for your life.

─ Definitely no day in your life is boring with all these people by your side.

─ You also made friends on your own, it's not surprising that they are from other gangs… Kisaki thought that it would be flattering to have a good relationship with you because of your influence and your brothers, which led you to spend time with him and Hanma.

─ The Haitani brothers heard a lot about you and of course they were not going to stay with just the rumors when they could go see you with their own eyes, God willing that the day they decide to come see you, you are not with the Kawata because it will become a war.

─ That's when you decide to call another of your contacts, Izana, usually accompanied by Kakucho, at first they were thinking of using you as blackmail to bother Mikey, but one of your brothers went ahead and threatened them, then they simply kept you as another friend.

─ You have an weird relationship with Taiju because one of your brothers gets along well with him but it is simply awkward when your brother leaves for a few moments, leaving you two alone in an awkward silence, you definitely prefer Yuzuha, she is your favorite Shiba.

─ Quite the opposite of South, who appeared much friendlier (a little threatening due to his expression) when another of your brothers introduced him to you, however he was a good guy to you, he makes you try Brazilian food so that you can give your opinion on its gastronomy.

─ At the moment everything seems like a playground where your family has the corner of the sand that everyone wants, despite the differences between some of the gang members, everything was relatively calm, but who knows what the future will bring for you linked to so many criminals?

#tr #tokyo revengers #request #reader insert #fem reader #platonic reader #toman #x reader #sfw #headcanons #tr headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x platonic reader

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layraket · 9 months

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duo beating me up because i didn't say good morning in gerudo property

i had fun doing the desing, he would be around teaching people the other races language just to make things easier for them

#heroic quest: learn every language from duo #it would be funny #imagine going around talking to random people just to prove that you know their language #and duo behind you watching your progress in silence #yeah it would be cool #tloz #loz rito #totk #tears of the kingdom #layraket art #duolingo art #duolingo owl #duolingo

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nikox400x · 2 months

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Kung Fu Panda 4-All the budget went to the animation (spoilers)

Hey all, its me, the guy who everyday make a tour around this site but almost never talk. How are ya?

Two days ago something arrived to the cinema's screens, something that me and everyone were waiting for since 2018, the fourth film and the begginig of the new kung fu panda triology.

You know? When I sat on that theather seat with my friends to see what Dreamworks had prepared for us, I told myself; "Maybe that post I made a while ago throwing shit at what seemed like Kfp 4 was going to be was a bit hard, I hope I can come out regretting what I said that time"

And as soon as the credits ended, it was clear to me, I dont regret a shit. Maybe it was a little exaggerated, compared to what a megamind fan would think about the terrible sequel they made, but still: the film is crappy and boring most of the time. But why?

I'm going to explain some points.

1- Po? Is that you?

I don't know you guys, but i don't think the panda we knew in the end of the third film is the same as this one. Seriously, he share more comparisons with the Po from the legend of awessonless than the one from the films, maybe its a personal thing but it feels that way. At least in the beggining of the film feel like that.

And I don't know what he was thinking about when he decided to follow a thief he doesn't know at all and who tried to steal in his own palace, and that suspiciously know who is the chameleon, whose were her plans, her past, where she lived, where exacly they had to pass through avoiding all the guard inside her home, why the others thiefs of the city hate her so much... With Po's experience with criminals this is like a chef throwing water on a pan with boiling oil, it's obvious what is going to happen.

2- Zheng- Female Nick Wilde but without charisma or half of his intelligence.

I knew it from the first moment I saw Zheng's desing, the people who know me can corroborate that; her facial expressions, her tone while she talk, her animal race, her position as thief, her final when she is part of the justice same as the protagonist... it's clearer than water I think.

Everyone could say this is forgivable if she's smart, but surprise, she's not. This character is just an absurd try of this company for """"conect with infant audience""""(I don't know in what sense, I supose for the cute design, idk). But the point is, the supposed objective of the hollywood companies is give the new generetions better things than we got at their age, but what I see is laziness for write a decent scrip only for take an advantage of a known IP and make easy money. Even the children have quality standars, this is not the dragon warrior and of course this is not kung fu panda.

And talking about the dragon warrior, having our deep and lovely Tigress with her magnific development or Tai Lung back from the spirit realm... why in the hell this character exists?! Oh yeah, for being trending topic in twitter for three days. Yay...

3- The furious five and Shifu, for us : our pretty boys, and for Dreamworks: living jokes.

What made Kung Fu Panda what it is, is not the fucking panda, it's them. They're the inspiration for Po, their allies, the royale representation of kung fu and the ones which everything started with.

Po's a comic relief, and his mission is show his development in part using his humor, but the humor in this film barely works because of the lazy script. Something that even the talented Jack Black himself can't fix, beacuse his only role there is dublin his character, unlike the rest of the residents of the Jade Palace except Dustin Hoffman.

Seth Rogen (Mantis) himself even said that he wasn't even contact by Dreamworks in the first place, only for make a scream in the credits, that's sad beacause he really wanted to see Mantis on the screen. And I know and I understand that the five are expensive, but cmon, they could just simply change the voice actors and offset it with a good script but that's not the case of course. Their role in the film is being a counter for Po's constant jokes, for not to saturate the spectator with jokes, now that's not in there anymore, thank you Dreamworks.

4-The chameleoooohhn and her "motivation".

I can't say much, basically because out of her design she's nonsense. She says that because of her size, she was reyected for being a kung fu warrior.

Yeah of course but only one little thing, what about Shifu? Viper, a warrior without tips? Mantis, literally a dawn insect? Master Oogway, a TURTLE? The masters goose? C'mon even there's a fucking master chicken! Don't talk shit chameleon!

Her importance for the plot? Its almost a lie, the others villains had links to important characters; Tai Lung (with his link to Shifu's past), Shen (with his link to Po's past) or Kai (with his link to Oogway's past), all of them related to important characters. And her? To zheng's past and present I guess? But again, anyone know this character. She's like a villain from a Disney show, you know the type of villain who say a lot of things but at the end, she don't support nothing to the lore.

And her personality is like a mix of all the previous villains, and this sounds good right? HAHAH nope. Do you remember when as a child you mixed all the plasticines of all the colors to create the final color and you ended up with a color similar to poop? well that's exacly how her personality feels like.

5- Po's dads; the only reason they're there is because they ran out of characters to make the film.

The tittle itself tell everything, they don't do anything for the script in all the film, and their objective could be done since the start.

The script of the film except for the final looks like a draft which they didn't know how to complete, everyone who watch it can see it perfecly. The animation, the music and the backgrounds are the only things notable here.

6- Tai Lung and the cheapness nostalgia.

Fan service is not necesarry bad, above all if is used in a good way, they sold us Tai Lung as a miracle but his importance for the plot feels just like a Stan Lee cameo, I like Tai Lung I can say that. But this is too weak, Shen and Kai are only characters in the background who don't do nothing except being defeated or make facial expressions (I don't even joke that Shen would show respect to Po considering what we saw in the second movie, and Kai wasn't supposed to be destroyed as a spirit, what the hell is he doing here again? *sign* I'll to stop trying to make sense of this).

By the way, anyone else think that the dragon warrior role is understimated? I mean Shifu obligated Po to transfers the role to another one just because yes, i mean he only has been the dragon warrior for less than 5 years and now they want to replace him with a random. Everything just for at the end, he choosed a thief with at least 30 crimes registred and who was a traitor during the 75% of the movie.

7- The """""""""humor"""""""", except they forgot the parts where I must to laugh.

Seeing nonsense hits only beacuse yes stopped of being funny a long time ago, and no, I don't want to talk about the bunnies of the portrait because I would get sick. I had to go to the cinema drunk to endure the filler that the movie had, no joke, it was the only way to laugh at those jokes.

So I think about applying the same method as in any movie with bad jokes, ignoring the jokes. I tried to do the same thing but with the pace that the film managed, such a thing was impossible, the pace of the movie seems to be made for Tiktoker children with attention deficit. From the chaos in the quarry until Po takes the bitc... uhg fox out of prison, only 10 fucking minutes pass, all of that for what? So that you feel like the baseless information and the nonsensical plot that they tell us is of any use? they could simply make a non-canonical short and that's it, but no, yes or they were going to tell us a story written by rotten old men who spend the entire day watching Tik Tok. It's not going to be that the child who sees this doesn't get bored, we know that much today's children don't have many neurons as they say, but even to make movies for them you have to have a certain talent.

In some point at the beguining Po make a joke about the ausence of the furious five saying that at least he had them in cardboard posters, and this would be a good joke. Only if the stupid film could be prove that the franquise can do something memorable without the furious five, but again, that's not the case.

Don't have any respect for this movie, look what it had with you. I understand that it is enjoyable because of the animation but it does not go beyond that line, it destroys important things about the canon and spoils its teaching about the need for change by treating it in a terrible way.

Coclusion: KFP 4 is just another Po's adventure as Shifu says, it won't tell nothing to you or make you feel different, it's a shame but after Megamind 2 I imagined something like this. It's a dark era for film, expecially the animated one so like Scar said; Be prepare, there're worse things waiting for us.

Do you want something with real quality? You don't even need kung fu panda 1,2 or 3, for make it easy to this film let's take this marvelous example; kung fu panda: secrets of the scroll (2016). You'll say; "An animated short, this is not like-" Shhh Just watch it, you won't regret it.

If you think I'm wrong in something, just rewatch the film. And if still you aren't agreed with me, well, I respect you and I'm happy you like it. I wish I could love it as you do, but that doesn't mean that the movie isn't bad, because if you watch it with your brain on or remembering the previous movies it's terrible.

. Me? I've to write a story, I love you all. Except you, Dreamworks, I'm mad with you, expecially when you do this at the same day as Akira Toriyama's death :(

#kung fu panda #secrets of the scrolls #kung fu panda 4 #kung fu panda 2 #tigress #furious five #akira toriyama #dreamworks #po ping #lord shen #tai lung #general kai #kung fu panda 3 #the lion king

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as-i-watch · 25 days

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PLEASE! give us your thoughts on Dungeon Meshi ! Thank you

Bc you asked politely and i love to ramble about stuff:

First of all i love the idea of a DnD type of manga/anime, it translates so well. But also to have a DnD based manga/anime and not make it battle centric but rather a food show? Amazing, brilliant, revolutionary

I love everyone in the party for different reasons. Laios is an absolute freak, Marcille is a badass and a loser at the same time, im obsessed with Senshi's desing and Chillchuck?

Chillchuck is my guy. He's tired of everyone bullshits but goes along with everything, he thinks he is the voice of reason but he's insane too, he looks 13 but is 28, and for what i gathered online he's made unions for his race and has a wife and kids(?) and he's the most divorced man ever. What a guy

I havent seen much of Falin but i like her, she as much as a freak as Laios if not more

I like that there are multiple plots going around, i have no idea whats going on and i cant wait to find out

I like how it approaches races, each with their own culture and stigmas in a mixes society. I also like there arent that many elf, when in fantasy they are usually the most abundant race.

And also the diversity of desings, not only in races but also in genders, speacilly for women.

I love the aesthetic and rhythm of the eps

Love the disaster lesbians, long may them reing

#dungeon meshi #ask

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a-little-revolution · 1 month

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hello! i’ve loved your blog for a really long time, and with the popularity of dungeon meshi, was wondering if you’d be willing to share your thoughts on ryoko kui’s human race system. there’s a range of “human” races of various heights, but more far important than that narratively is if they are “short” or “long lifespan”. there are a mix of both across the shorter and taller races, which made me wonder if it broke your critique of classical fantasy “dwarves” being made a different species bc of their height alone. unfortunately dungeon meshi does use “dwarves” as a race, along with “half foot”, but they also call what we would consider typical humans “tallmen”. what is your opinion on these naming conventions going both ways? i am interested in making diverse fantasy worlds with a variety of species, and have always really valued your insight on these issues. thank you so much for all the work you do!!

Hello! I'm not familiar with Dungeon Meshi, so I went and found some character design references (as posted above) - and though I can't speak on representation as someone who hasn't seen the anime, this may be the most endearing design of a dwarf I've seen :) Love the button nose and the accurate general proportions - I especially love the desing for the woman LP!

It always raises red flags for me when charaters with dwarfism are culturally devided from "average height"/non disabled folk - specifically when they make dwarfism into a race of beings, rather than something naturally occurring among humans (and thus all fantasy races). It's possible for it to be done with the least amount of objectification, but it's still very othering. Even when, as you've pointed out, they also segregate tall people - dwarfism is a disability that results in active discrimination and access issues, while being above average in height is not treated in the same way.

This anime does look very charming though, I'll have to check it out and see my further thoughts!

#asks #dwarf representation #dwarfism in media #dungeon meshi #little people

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buckys-little-belle · 2 years

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Cafe BigNSmall - Bucky Barnes (Chapter Three)

Blueberry, Cookies, Confessions, Tears, and Mean Men

Bucky x Little!Reader (She/Her pronouns used)

Warnings - Angsty beginning, fluffy end, brief and not at all detailed talks of loosing loved ones, talks of food, cookies specifically, lots of tears, I cried writing this, just so adorable it’s emotional. I did not edit this completely, I will say that.

Word Count - About 2.5k

Note - I am so so SO sorry that it has taken me over two months to get this part out. Life has been a wild and crazy ride lately but here I am with this part. Thank you to EVERYONE who has stuck by my side in this drought of inspiration and writing. I love all of you so so much and I hope you enjoy!

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this fic and this blog SFW

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Y/n went to the cafe everyday, hoping Bucky would come back sooner than he said he would. She was there from opening to closing, her mental health declining as she put being at the cafe above anything else.

On Monday she got a pink cake pop, her only money, a $5 bill from her wallet now used. The $1.50 in change jingled in her wallet as she walked towards her usual table. The whole day her colouring book was opened to the same page, Bucky’s crayons scattered across the table as she tried to focus on the book instead of the empty feeling in her chest. His black crew neck was worn over her usual overalls, the sweater providing some sense of hope that Mr would be back.

On Tuesday she just got an apple juice, 5 cents was left, her wallet now almost empty. She knew you had to buy something if you wanted to stay, so she dreaded the next day, but she hoped that maybe if she put her remaining change in the tip jar it would earn her the privilege of staying. As she sat at the table, fiddling with the sleeves of Mr’s crew neck, her head racing in circles, a man approached her.

He was tall, his hair brown and eyes stern. “Hi there.” He said, his voice low and slightly intimidating.

“‘m hi.” Y/n responded, pushing her juice slightly to the side so she could get a full view of the man in front of her. He was tall, his hair messy and crooked, an unnerving smile was cemented on his face.

“I’m Rumlow, I know Bucky.” He said, his voice seeming to drip maliciously. “Just thought I would stop by and see the girl he’s always talking about.” He said as he sat down in the booth seat opposite to her, like Bucky always did.

“He talks about me?” Y/n smiled, confused but happy that he had mentioned her to his friends.

“Yes.” Rumlow said excitedly, before his face fell. “Always says that someone named ‘bub’ is so clingy and annoying! That she just bothers him all the time, apparently he wants to find a little, but, well she just won’t let him go.” When Rumlow finished talking a vile smile grew on his lips, his eyes waiting for Y/n to cry, longing for the hurt that he would inflict.

“He said dat?” Y/n asked, part of her shocked that Mr, her Mr, would say something like that, but then again she felt like things were too good to be true.

“Yes, but I can’t believe he said it about you!” Rumlow exclaimed.

Y/n hummed, looking out the cafe window, her eyes drifting to the spot that Bucky was standing at before he left, his face contorted on the phone as he spoke to someone on the other line. A million thoughts ran through her head, ‘maybe he looked mad because he didn't like her’, ‘maybe he was complaining about her to someone’, ‘maybe …’. The thoughts just kept coming.

“Will you see Mr anytime soon?” Y/n practically whispered as she gathered her things up, placing things into her backpack.

“I will actually see him later today, why?” Rumlow inquired.

Y/n slippe the hoodie off her body, and crumpled it up. “Can you give him dese things? Please?” Y/n pushed the sweater and the box of crayons towards Rumlow, a few tears gathering at her waterline.

Bub didn’t even see if he had nodded, let alone has verbally confirmed he would return the items to Bucky, she just walked, basically ran, out the door.

Her venture home was short, just a 10 minute walk to her apartment then up a flight of stairs, but when she reached her apartment and opened the door her head sank. The counters were still messy from making cookies, days ago, her clothes were on the floor from when she panicked and couldn’t find her green overalls. Walking towards her bedroom she also noticed how her few stuffed animals were on her floor, clearly hurt from her distant behaviour.

Instead of taking some time and cleaning up she slipped off her backpack and crawled into bed, her few tears turning into sobs.

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Bucky on the other hand was currently on a plane back to Avengers headquarters, his heart racing as he watched the minutes pass, worried that the cafe would close before he could see bub.

It was Tuesday, but he wanted to show her that he would keep his promise of coming back, that he would even come back early when possible.

A blue bunny sat in his lap, his hands playing with the ears as he zoned out, imagining the smile on bub’s face. This was a blue bunny just like her purple one named, beautifully, purple grape. It was the one she wanted, blueberry, she had already named him.

Bucky was shocked when he walked around downtown italy, very pretty but busy, as he waited for the team to be ready to go. The bunny sat in a window of a shop, the thing so darn cute, immediately reminding him of bub.

“You ready Buck?” Steve said, tapping Bucky on the shoulder and pointing towards the now open plane door.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry.” He blurted, clearly off his game.

As the team unloaded themselves and their luggage from the plane Nick Fury and a few other people walked towards them, positive affirmations leaving their lips the second they were in earshot of the superheroes.

Rumlow on the other hand had a suspicious smirk on his face as he walked towards Bucky, Steve, and Sam. “Met your girl Bucky.” He said in a sly tone. “Don’t think she likes you much.” He chuckled, his hands pulling his own backpack off his back and towards the floor. “Gave me some things that needed returning.”

Bucky watched as Rumlow pulled his black crew neck from the bag and handed it to him, Buck immediately took it, bub’s scent immediately filling his nose. Before he could even say anything Rumlow handed him the box of crayons.

“Looks like she doesn’t love ya anymore huh.” Rumlow lowly laughed, the men around him chuckling as well.

“What did you do Rumlow?” Bucky growled, immediately angry at the situation playing out in front of him.

“Just told her the truth Bucky.” He howled as he looked around at the small, supportive, crowed that had gathered around him.

“Which is?” Sam interjected, him and Steve just as angry as Bucky, knowing how much bub meant to him after the past few days of her being the only thing he would talk about.

“Oh just that people like her are hard to deal with and, well useless.” He laughed. Bucky seethed, his face red and fists now clenched. “I did you a favour big boy, don’t sweat it.”

That last line was his last straw, he stormed off the tarmac, not even turning back to grab his bags as he walked towards the main building. The blue bunny securely held in his hands as he went to make right this situation.

“Bucky!” He heard Steve and Sam both call. The two of them following in toe with their bags and his, ready to help him fix what was broken.

“What are you going to do?” Sam asked, the three of them stopped in a big tactical room that then led to a main lounge room.

“What do you think I’m going to do? I’m gonna get her back!” Bucky seethed once again, his heart racing as thoughts went through his mind. ‘She hates me’, ' I didn't do enough’, ‘What if I had …’.

“Bucky you don’t even know where she lives.” Steve reasoned. “You just know what building she lives in.”

Sam nodded, the two men looking at Bucky with such pity it made him even more frustrated. “Then look it up!” He boomed. His patience worn thin and his worry through the roof.

“Bucky, we can’t evade her privacy like that.” Sam cautioned.

“You don’t understand!” Bucky insisted, his eyes now gathering tears, a sign of true worry that spoke volumes to the men around him.

“Don’t understand what?” Steve asked cautiously.

“She’s, she’s a little okay. She regresses to cope with her hard life.” He paused, taking a deep breath and wiping at his eyes. “When we first met I thought it was a casual regression like most people, something they do in their free time.” He paused again. “But when she gave me cookies, horrible cookies, I realized she was most likely regressed more than she was in a mature mindset.” Tears began to pool in his eyes once again. “I looked her up, her parents were famous and incredible writers who ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. She’s lived on her own ever since, and I just think she stays regressed to cope with what’s going on. I don’t know what she will do if she’s not only distressed but extremely confused by what Rumlow said.”

“Buck, I'm sure she’s fine.” Sam said. Steve on the other hand stood in silence, he was well versed in regression, and he knew how dangerous it could be to leave a little alone when they were so far into their emotions. He had learned the hard way and wasn’t ready to let Bucky go through what he had once gone through.

“I can’t be the reason something happened, I can’t.” Bucky sobbed as he stood up and grabbed his jeep keys off a table, his tears racing down his face as he stared at his two best friends who stood in front of him. “I have to go.”

Steve nodded. “I will look up where she lives okay, and I’ll text the address to you. Just please drive safely.”

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Bucky stood outside of her apartment, his hands at his side, one grasping the blue bunny he somehow still had with him.

He knocked on the door once, waiting to hear any movement on her side. When he heard nothing he decided to knock a little louder, yet once again he heard nothing. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and texted her.

Bub, I’m here, I really want to talk, I’m so sorry.

He heard the ding of her phone seemingly come from right beside the door in her apartment. He knew she wasn’t standing with the phone, he would have heard her, super soldier hearing and all.

He took a chance and tried the door knob, when it fully turned and allowed him to open the door a part of him broke, she hadn’t even taken the time to lock the door in any way.

Taking a step in he was immediately met by her green backpack, still closed, her water bottle open and leaking on the floor. He picked the bottle up, and closed the front door. “Bub?” He spoke, hoping for some sort of answer.

He heard her breathing pick up in the other room, a clear indicator that she knew he was there. “I’m just going to pick up some things out here so I can get to you okay?”

He heard her whisper an “okay” from the other room. His heart broke more at her sense of utter defeat. He placed the water bottle on the counter and picked up her bag, placing it on a hook near the front door. The bag was slightly wet but he didn’t think much of it.

He slowly made his way towards her bedroom door, pausing as his hand laid in the handle, a wave of doubt washing over him. When he finally opened the door he was met with a dark room, no lights turned on and a sense of sadness filled the room. Y/n was laid on the edge of her bed, her body curled up in a ball.

Bucky’s tears came back full force when he saw her. “Hi bub.” He whispered as he bent down beside the bed and placed his hand on her back.

She turned around to face him, her tears still falling and her eyes swollen. “‘m sorry.” She sobbed.

Bucky immediately wrapped his arms around her, engulfing her in his warmth. “No no, bub I’m so sorry he said those things. I never said that, I love you so much. I’m so sorry.”

“Really?” Y/n mumbled, her tears still rolling down her new puffy cheeks.

“Yes, bub you mean so much to me, I don’t want any other little okay? When I walk into the cafe I want your smile to be the first one I see, I want to hear your laugh as long as I live and I want you to come to me when things are wrong. I love you.” He cried, his chin resting on the top of her head, slowly she pulled away and rested her forehead on his. The two of them still crying. “And I really want to teach you how to make good cookies.” He chuckled.

Y/n pulled away a frown plastered on her face as well as a new round of tears. “You dibn’t like my cookies?” She sobbed, her wide eyes staring right back into Buckys.

“Bub, you didn’t add any sugar, I loved them because they came from you, but I didn’t like, the way, they tasted. I’m so sorry.”

Bub smiled. “Dat’s good enough.” Bucky smiled back, a small chuckle leaving his lips. “Can you lay down please?” She whispered, scooting herself back from the edge of the bed.

“Sure.” He whispered back, taking his coat off quickly as he crawled in behind her pulling her towards himself.

“Dat’s better.” She sighed. “You’re ‘eally warm.”

“That’s good, maybe next time you get cold you can close the windows.” He suggested. She shook her head as she nuzzled her head deeper into his chest. “I actually have something for you bub.”

“‘s it a pony?” She sleepily asked, very serious about her enquiries.

“No, it’s not a pony.” He chuckled, reaching towards her night table to grab the blue bunny. “Here.” He tucked it in between the two of them.

“Tanks for picking her up.” She mumbled.

“What?” Bucky laughed confused, he thought this one was a boy bunny named blueberry, but maybe she had changed her mind.

Y/n sat up quickly, looking at the floor where her purple bunny laid and then at the one in her arms. “What?” She screeched. “‘s blueberry!”

“I picked him up for you when I was away.” Bucky smiled, proud of the reaction he got that radiated pure joy.

“Can you stay forever?” Bub asked, tears once again falling down her cheeks.

Bucky reached up and swiped a few away. “I will never go anywhere.” He said, his arms once again pulling her into him. “I’m yours.”

“Otay.” She sighed. “Does dat mean you’ll buy me a pony?” She questioned.

“Not yet, maybe a cat.” He reasoned, hoping he would never have to buy her an actual pony, but making a mental note to take her to the petting zoo he saw a few days ago.

“Yes!” She squeaked as she snuggled back into him.

#buckys little belle #age regression fic #little!reader #age regression #bucky age regression #bucky x little reader #bucky x little!reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes

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MY CUTE SWAN

SYPNOSIS: After your ballet dance you meet again with your older brother, and his best friend, with whom you have been in love since childhood.

PAIRING:boxer x female reader

TW:none!

NA:English and Spanish/inglés y español

"My brother brought his friend!" You shook your friend vigorously, nervous about approaching him. You had seen him a couple of times at your house and secretly harbored a crush on him.

"Did you see him? He's so cute." You twirled around in your lovely tutu, excited to see him there. "I think he was looking at me."

"I'm sure that guy will fall for you, you look super cute. I bet he won't be able to resist you." Your friend grabbed your shoulders tightly, more excited than you. "And I think he's coming!" She let out a small squeal and winked at you before running off.

You glanced to the side and saw your older brother and his best friend walking towards you. Your heart raced wildly as you saw the guy you'd secretly liked since childhood holding a bouquet of roses. You smiled as you approached your brother to greet him with a tight hug.

"I thought you might not make it..." You murmured as he hugged you tightly, lifting you in the air with a big smile on his face.

"I'm the boss, I can leave whenever I want, little sis." He gently put you down, looking at you fondly. It had been months since they last saw each other.

You smiled at your brother, missing him, but the laughter of your crush interrupted the reunion and made your stomach churn, like butterflies fluttering inside. You turned to him, trembling with nerves.

"Hello..." You greeted, your voice sounding like that of a little girl. You hated how your voice changed when you spoke to him.

"You look pretty," he mentioned, smiling at you, a genuine smile. You wished to kiss him right then. He looked you up and down with seriousness. "Pink suits you."

You swallowed hard, even more nervous at his compliments. You had never had such a long conversation with him. You glanced at the roses unintentionally, not wanting to show your exhaustion in front of everyone.

He smiled mockingly as he extended his hand to give you the roses. "A gift for you, you did great on stage." He leaned in to give you a quick kiss on the cheek. Your brother quickly frowned and pulled him back, murmuring, "don't pull your stunts in front of me." Your brother dragged him off the stage, leaving you alone again, but happy about your first interaction.

Quickly, you ran to change. You put on comfortable clothes, as your brother had told you they would go out after your dance. You were excited to spend time with his friend more than with him.

MI LINDO CISNE

SYPNOSIS: Después de tu baile de ballet te reencuentras con tu hermano mayor y su mejor amigo, de quien estás enamorado desde la infancia.

EMPAREJAMIENTO: Boxeador x Lectora

TW: ninguna!

"¡Mi hermano trajo a su amigo!" Sacudiste con fuerza a tu amiga, nerviosa por acercarte a él. Lo habías visto un par de veces en tu casa y estabas secretamente enamorada de él.

"¿Lo viste? Es suuuper lindo." Diste vueltas con tu lindo tutú, emocionada por verlo allí. "Creo que me estaba viendo."

"Estoy segura de que ese chico se enamorará de ti, te ves super linda. Apuesto a que no va a poder resistirse a ti." Dijo tu amiga agarrándote de los hombros con fuerza, más emocionada que tú. "¡Y creo que ya viene!" Ella soltó un pequeño grito y te guiñó el ojo antes de salir corriendo.

Miraste hacia un lado y viste a tu hermano mayor y su mejor amigo caminando hacia ti. Tu corazón latió desenfrenadamente al ver cómo el chico que te gustaba desde pequeña tenía un ramo de rosas en la mano. Sonreíste al verlo y te acercaste a tu hermano para recibirlo con un gran abrazo.

"Pensé que no podrías venir..." Murmuraste mientras él te abrazaba fuertemente, levantándote por el aire con una gran sonrisa en el rostro.

"Soy el jefe, puedo salir cuando yo desee, hermanita." Te bajó delicadamente, mirándote con cariño. Hacía meses que no se veían.

Sonreíste mirando a tu hermano, lo extrañabas, pero la risa de tu amor platónico interrumpió el momento de reencuentro y hizo que tu estómago se revolviera, como mariposas en el estómago. Volteaste a verlo, temblando por los nervios.

"Hola..." Saludaste, tu voz sonaba como la de una niña pequeña, odiabas cómo tu voz cambiaba cuando hablabas con él.

"Te ves linda", mencionó sonriéndote, una sonrisa genuina. Deseabas besarle en ese momento. Él te miró de arriba a abajo con seriedad. "Te queda bien el rosa."

Tragaste fuerte, aún más nerviosa por sus halagos. Jamás habías tenido una conversación tan larga con él. Miraste las rosas sin querer, no querías mostrar tu fatiga frente a todos.

Él sonrió burlesco mientras extendía su mano para darte las rosas. "Un regalo para ti, estuviste muy bien en el escenario." Se acercó para darte un rápido beso en la mejilla. Tu hermano rápidamente frunció el ceño y lo jaló hacia atrás, murmurándole "no hagas tus estupideces delante de mí." Tu hermano lo arrastró fuera del escenario, dejándote nuevamente sola, pero feliz por su primer acercamiento.

Rápidamente, corriste a cambiarte. Te pusiste ropa cómoda, ya que tu hermano te había dicho que saldrían después de tu baile. Estabas emocionada por pasar tiempo con su amigo más que con él.

#fanfic #original fanfiction #headcanon #lovers #boxer x reader #fem reader #original works #lector femenino #forbidden love #amor prohibido #boxeador x lector #boxeador #facfiction #trabajo original #fem!reader #lectora #amor adolescente #bailarina de ballet #ballet

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satanic-fruitcake · 10 months

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6 notes? yeah that’ll do.

spoilers for… everything, all throughout, specifically The Peacekeeper Wars. Also a warning for a bit of mild sanism toward the end, used only for dramatic effect.

I’ll start this off with a general farscape world building theory, and that’s that most, if not all, of the less imaginatively designed species in farscape are simply like that because they’re part Sebacean. Descendants of Sebacean cross-breeding programs from when the Eidolons were trying to make adjustments to their physiology. the Baniks and Kalish, as well as many others, are the living results of this.

Over the thousands of cycles that have passed since these races came around, they’ve evolved, and devolved in completely unexpected ways, (more on that later) and their numbers have grown far greater than the Peacekeepers wanted. This is why, in the present, the PK’s oppose contamination so strongly. And why the Baniks and Kalish are conquered species’s, and kept in servitude. they’re a “mistake”.

I unfortunately don’t have any solid ideas about Kalish, (they have a pinkness about them, and look vaguely reptilian? i was thinking maybe the Pathfinders, but. ehhh.)

The Baniks however. Are none other than descendants of the Sebaceans and Eidolons themselves.

To explain this, i’m gonna need to talk about our beloved leather-clad half Sebacean half Scarran Scorpy.

Scarrans interrogate people by radiating immense heat that, somehow, makes people tell the truth. (this is farscape, don’t ask don’t tell) The Prodigal Grasshopper doesn’t have this ability, but he has something just as good. An unexpected result of his breeding gives him a built in lie detector. The Scarran’s ability is external, Scorpius’s ability is internal.

Eidolons bring peace externally because they emit a glow that evokes a feeling of calm and neutrality. Baniks inherited an internal version of this ability. “outsiders think that we do not feel, but it’s only that our feelings don’t always show.”

i think this makes sense with how Yondolaow addressed Stark with… familiarity, almost? he understood that him being a Stykera meant that he understood the psyche of those he passes over. This could also effect how Stark Wigged The Fuck Out when absorbing Yondolaow’s knowledge. And also why it worked, instead him just spontaneously combusting or something.

Now, about the Stykera. Stark’s character profile claims that a Stykera is simply a particularly special sub-species if Banik. I think that’s bullshit, in the sense that it’s a common, galaxy-wide misconception, and that there are even some Baniks who don’t know the truth. Also, i just kinda find that explanation boring. So, my theory is this:

this next part is in direct contradiction to Stark referring to his own body as a “molecular creation” but i’ll be honest. i just don’t give a shit.

The Stykera are different race to Baniks entirely. A formless, non-corporeal race who can only live in this realm by finding a body to house their soul. The Baniks, for whatever reason, perhaps their mental abilities and stoic fortitude, perhaps their peaceful ways due to their connection to Eidolons, are the only species able to house them.

The transference of souls - or possession, whatever word you prefer - happens at birth. The Stykera’s soul and the Banik child’s just. swap places. with the Banik starting the process of becoming a Stykera. Energy, able to view our realm but not experience it until however many cycles it takes for the Stykera inhabiting their body to die. They’re then transferred, randomly, into a Banik being born. and the cycle continues.

now we go into general headcanon territory.

This viewing of the world is vital, because so is their duty to the dying. and the only preparation Stykera get for the real world. and, hey, it’s more than humans get. Unfortunately, if Stykera are anything inherently, it’s emotional. empathetic. easily overwhelmed. They have an utter inability to develop a thick skin, to become desensitised, because it would interfere with their duty. Selflessly giving souls passage to the other side at the detriment to your own sanity requires boundless empathy. Banik wilful stoicism doesn’t come naturally to them, it has to be learned, with time, nurture and great self control. all of these are difficult to come by in slavery. Not to mention how few and far between Stykera are. Stark’s ability to achieve calmness and serenity when performing his duty is the best you can expect. from as early as birth, Stykera are so rarely sane.

…. so that’s my theory! thanks so much of you’ve read this far, please reblog if you like because ive had this rattling around in my head for months and it’s 2:40 am because it’s taken me nearly two hours to finally get it written down.

#i just really like possession where the possesser is as much of a victim as the possessed okay .#i also think that stark was originally a female banik but that’s just me hitting him with my transgender beam #who is the target audience for this? me. are there any other stark fans? hello?#farscape #stark #your daily dose of idiocy

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omgafhsfanin2024 · 10 months

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I think it would be neat if the Nightmares, instead of some street gang, were actual nightmares, like in the FNAF game.

A cursed version of the animatronics that one night Golden (that's right Golden and not bonnie because Golden freddy has the Crying Child's soul inside him so having Golden to dream of the nightmares instead of bonnie would make more sense) dreams about because of the constant anxiety he has of losing them or that they'd betray them (since they're the only real friends they had in a while)

This version of the nightmares would have their desing looking exactly like the animatronics' except for faded and darken out colors and some changes on the hair and facial features (will draw concepts of them in the morning)

Each one of them would have their own dream where Golden would meet the animatronic (nightmare) the dream is about, and everything would start out normal, but it would end up with the nightmare pushing him away somehow and cornering him while humiliating or even hurting him.

My mind is racing rn i don't even know if this makes sense

#fnafhs #fhs #fnafhs golden #fnafhs nightmares #fnafhs animatronics #just a thought #they/him golden canon #feel free to add your thoughts on this idk

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diabolus1exmachina · 1 year

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Jaguar XJR-S V12 “Monaco” (by PBB Desing).

This is the Jaguar XJR-S V12 “Monaco” by the team at PBB Design based out of Bristol in England. It’s believed that just 12 of them were made – today they remain a rare and highly desirable version of the high-performance XJS. The Jaguar XJR-S was released in 1988 as the new top-of-the-line version of the XJS from Jaguar. It was fitted with the HE V12 engine that had been developed by JaguarSport, an entity owned 50/50 by Jaguar and TWR Group (Tom Walkinshaw Racing).The XJR-S was fitted with a widebody kit, uprated suspension and brakes, wider wheels and tires, and upgraded interiors, however most people’s attention was focused on what was under the hood. The JaguarSport HE V12 incorporated a slew of improvements over the stock engine and produced 318 bhp as a result.In late 1989 the engine was further upgraded and the displacement increased from 5,344 cc to 5,993 cc (6.0 liters). It was fitted with a Zytek fuel-injection and engine management system, a modified air intake system, a forged steel crankshaft, forged alloy pistons, and it had a compression ratio of 11.0:1.This newer V12 was capable of 328 bhp at 5,250 rpm and 365 lb ft of torque at 3,650 rpm, putting it up near the top of the class in the luxury sporting GT genre in the early 1990s.

PBB Design was founded by Paul Bailey in Bristol, England. Bailey had formerly worked in the aerospace industry before moving to Bristol-based Glenfrome Engineering, a company that build special versions of the Range Rover including longer wheelbase versions and a futuristic version called the Facet. In the 1980s Glenfrome experimented with a long wheelbase version of the XJS, this is where Bailey had worked on the car for the first time, and where the kernel of the idea that would become the Monaco would form.

Bailey drew his own plans for the XJS, being very careful to keep his design drawings true to the exact scale of the Jaguar so that they could realistically be applied to the car.

Glenfrome would be dissolved in 1986 however Bailey knew he was onto something with his new design for the XJS, so he formed PBB Design (Paul Bailey Bristol) in 1987 and set to work. He originally looked into creating new steel body panels for the Monaco but eventually settled on fiberglass due to the low weight.

The original body needed to be significantly modified with the front and rear wheel arches cut back allowing for wider wheels and tires, and the headlight section needed to be cut away.

The fiberglass panels, or body kit, was then bonded over the top – the result was a much wider car that looked more like the earlier D-Type and E-Type family than the XJS ever did. A set of 17 inch Compomotive split rims were then fitted along with suitably wide high-performance rubber, the suspension was rebuilt, the brakes were uprated, and clients had a choice of interior upgrades.

Under the hood the original XJR-S engine was considered amply powerful by some, those who wanted more power could opt for one of the fire-breathing Rob Beere Engineering-developed 7.3 liter version of the Jaguar V12.

Due to the high cost just 12 examples of the PBB Design Monaco were ever made, one of which was ordered by the Sultan of Brunei, and they attracted much attention from Jaguar circles when they rarely come up for public sale.

#Jaguar XJR-S V12 “Monaco”#PBB Design #d-type #e-type

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reduce-reuse-recycle · 1 year

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TWST RuPaul's Drag Race,,, ideas??? headcannons

My working title is Crowley's drag race but it doesn't have the same ring

I've been thinking for MONTHS about this but I have nothing, is the same empty brainrot :> my brain is empty most of the time

Jamil — Medusa Sands, a sassy pageant queen that is a very talented dancer and in the show, great lipsyncs.

Her vibe is kind of Bianca del Rio + Anetra + Chi Chi DeVayne (??) Yes, but kind of the same ideas as Shea Couleé for aesthetics, very connected with her Scalding Sands culture, think Fairy Gala but drag.

I'm not even going to think about her performance in the show bc It'll hurt my head.

Rook — Amour, it's just Rook but in drag, nobody fucking knows at the start what they do, but it turns out to be a mix of comedy (when it lands) and things of force, like fighting.

OK HEAR ME OUT BenDeLaCreme + Manila Luzon + Katya, and then she can be just frenchie here and there, for aesthetics Willow Pill comes to mind but,, toned down (?) If Marcia x3 or Derrick Barry tried to do Willow :)

Rook would win or do a great job at snatch game doing Neige Leblanche bc she stans

Malleus Draconia — Maleficia, just drag excellence, an absolute legend outside and inside the show, just the absolute best at everything.

Yes she'd have the name of her grandma as her drag name that sounds cute to me aww — and vibes obviously Sasha Colby (!) + Courney Act + Violet Chachki. I also think Violet for aesthetics, but made oooooold drag, like Vivacious and Divine (Divine wasn't on the show but, you know she is iconic). She is always regal and elegant, even when she necessarily doesn't have to be.

As much as it pains me, I don't think Vil would be a drag queen in this au but a guest judge if given the oportunity, he'd be impersonated if not because he is a celebrity in canon.

I don't mix royalty in the same category because we have a lot of royalty in twst, and we'd run out of charas to make queens.

Epel isn't in the au at all whatsoever because it's not his thing, and he'd be like Trinity K. Bonet all season, and that's not very fun to watch, so no.

Maybe I'll add in the future more to this, and actually desing some of their costumes, and I don't knlw what to do with this au really, it just exists now

#twisted wonderland #drag queen #drag race #rupaul's drag race #twst au #twst rook #twst malleus #twst jamil #jamil viper #rook hunt #malleus draconia #i'm so sorry

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owl-writing · 4 months

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As each generation of divinity passes and is brought up, they become closer to things important to the mortal races.

All divine races are associated with a number of the four elements. Generally speaking, primordials are associated with all four, titans with three, gods with two, and the demigods and daimones with one each.

These races do not have any form of gender binary. They often choose to present themselves in whatever gender may allow them to work most seamlessly among the mortal races.

Primordials will always give birth to titans, titans to gods, gods to demigods and daimones, and demigods to mortal heroes. Daimones are unable to have children.

PRIMORDIALS [generation one]

The primordials often rule vast concepts and geographical features. They are notoriously distant from mortal races.

Deses: day, light, the sun, life

Drakhaos: chaos, discord, strife, madness

Ekaus: night, darkness, the first moon, death

Eonekho: time, aging, youth

Eusthike: the wilderness, forests, travel, protection of cities

Kato: ocean, sea, natural disasters, weather

Rergas: mountains, volcanoes, destruction

Thesas (the first leader, usurped by Oumes): childbirth, procreation, fertility

TITANS [generation two]

The titans are a step closer to representing things that are important to mortals. They are the first generation to have temples and ceremonies in their honor, but are still seen as fairly distant.

Aimphekia: agriculture, food, fertility – air, earth, fire

Draeus: home, hearth, hospitality, pottery, weaving, sculpture – earth, fire, water

Eioboston: divine law, protection of adults – air, fire, water

Gon: the dead, destiny, fate – air, earth, water

Keonaeus: prophecy, divination, future, past, present – air, fire, water

Kheurges: strategy, war, intelligence, wisdom – air, earth, fire

Laos: the sky, astronomy, astrology, the stars – air, earth, water

Oumes (the second leader, overthrown by Ria): war, criminal behavior – earth, fire, water

GODS [generation three]

The gods are much closer to the mortal races than the generations before them. The gods even walk among the mortal races, sometimes laying with them to create powerful demigods or daimones.

The gods do not have children with each other, seeing their fellow gods as siblings and wanting to avoid the “oops incest” of Eioboston and Oumes.

Aethia: disease, healing, alcohol – air, earth

Kaia: blacksmithing, the forge – earth, fire

Koulkon: music, writing, language, poetry – air, fire

Mypes: arts, crafts, diplomacy, messenger, travel – air, earth

Okon: courage, cunning, diplomacy – earth, water

Opes: protection of children, athleticism, war – fire, water

Ria (the third & current leader): magic, rulers, law, order, justice – air, water

Rys: herds, flocks, animals, hunting – earth, water

Tenes: messenger, night, darkness, the second moon, prophecy – air, water

Tios: love, passion, marriage, pleasure – fire, water

DEMIGODS [generation four, part one]

Demigods are the children of the gods. Their other parent is very often one of the sapient races of Kephea, but there are exceptions. Demigods always have some kind of visible or magical indicator of their non-mortal natures. Unlike most other divine races, they do have a concept of gender that usually aligns with the genders of the cultures of their mortal sides.

All demigods are under the protection of Opes as children until they become old enough to start making names for themselves. Opes is also the only deity to not have children of their own, instead seeing the children of their fellow gods as their own spawn.

Aethia: air, earth

Kaia: earth, fire

Koulkon: air, fire

Mypes: air, earth

Okon: earth, water

Ria: air, water

Rys: earth, water

Tenes: air, water

Tios: fire, water

DAIMONES [generation four, part two]

Daimones, like demigods, are the children of the gods and have no mortal parent, instead created solely from their parent’s power. Their names comprise of just their title and elements that go beyond the primary four, both connected to mortal races and detached from them.

While there are only eight types, there are many individuals within those eight types. These daimones often turn themselves into stones, which allow mortal races to harness their abilities. Many mortal nobles tend to use these crystals only as decoration, but adventuring types and heroes do well with some daimon crystals too.

Why do they do this? Hell if I know, I just wanted this in my story.

Opes is also the only deity to not have children of their own, instead seeing the children of their fellow gods as their own spawn.

The Blood Aristocrat: water, amethyst

The Dust Aristocrat: earth, quartz

The Electric Aristocrat: fire, carnelian

The Ice Aristocrat: water, sodalite

The Sand Aristocrat: earth, hematite

The Smoke Aristocrat: air, amber

The Steam Aristocrat: fire, jasper

The Storm Aristocrat: air, citrine

#worldbuilding tag: kephea #owl original post

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