#sorry if i kinda ranted and rambled at you here but this is so important to me
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thank u for the kyle tickle hcs... him being the most ticklish out of the m4 AND being weakest to light tickling is SO IMPORTANT TO ME
you get me anon!!! lee kyle is so cute!! so cute in fact- i got a little surpriseeee! thank you all so much for all the kind words on my first fic!! im so glad you guys liked it 🥹 soooo…here’s another one!! i hope you guys like it!! thanks again!!
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B for Broflovski!
Lee Kyle / Ler Stan
Word Count: 4,229
With Kyle panicking over the “horrible” grade he got on his History test, Stan puts a little extra effort into convincing him that “B” doesn’t always have to stand for “Bad.” In fact, to him, it stands for something a thousand times better.
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Stan knew Kyle was a perfectionist. Kyle knew Kyle was a perfectionist. The entire town of South Park knew Kyle was a perfectionist; yet, somehow, despite that, Stan was never really prepared for when Kyle would have one of those days.
“It’s bullshit, dude! I’m telling you; it’s fucking bullshit! Mr. Garrison has some kinda’ personal vendetta against me. I fucking hate him! ‘Fucking asshole, it’s ridiculous!”
Stan had gotten used to walking quickly besides Kyle since Kyle had the tendency to walk and talk, especially when he was in a bad mood. Luckily for Stan, he was pretty good at keeping up.
“And Cartman? Oooh, ‘fucking Cartman? I’m going to kick his ass- I deal with a lot of shit from him. I take it! I suck it up and I take it! But this? I’m done. I’m going to shove my foot so far up his ass- I swear to god-“
Stan had tried a million strategies when it came to this issue, and he had found that the best thing to do was to let Kyle get all of it out of his system. Let him ramble, eventually he’d get tired of it. After that is when he’d be able to talk logically with his, figure out what to do next.
“The only reason he got an A was because he cheated off of Tolkien. But, of course, Garrison doesn’t see it! As if it’s not the most obvious thing in the world! It’s so fucking dumb dude, I seriously can’t- Ma, I’m home! Stan’s here too, we’re gonna go upstairs, okay?”
Okay, Stan had to admit, it was a little funny how Kyle’s rage was like an on and off switch when it came to his mom. He’d be cursing up a storm one second and the next he’d go all Positive Paul on him. He’d shout a quick hello to Kyle’s mom too, because…manners, before following Kyle up the stairs and into his room.
“It just- It pisses me off so much! It’s not fair- I studied so hard for that stupid test!”
Stan would place his backpack next to Kyle’s dresser. He’d proceeded to chase the redhead around his room a little bit, stopping his endless pacing for a second so he could take the backpack off his friend’s back. He’d plop it next to his own before throwing himself onto Kyle’s bed, already getting himself comfortable. Knowing Kyle, this could go on for…god know how long.
“I fucking hate South Park…”
Kyle loved to rant and rave, yeah. It always made him feel a lot better- since he was able to get all his anger out without punching a hole in his wall. But…he could only talk for so long without breathing. So, he’d take a small break, just so he could regain his breath. Kyle would turn back to Stan- only to see the position he was in.
Stan was laying in his bed. Yes- yes that’s what beds are for- but Stan was laying in his bed. Like, laying in his bed. Head amidst a sea of pillows, body sinking slightly into the soft mattress, limbs languidly sprawled across the bed; the whole works. “Oh- sorry, ‘you done?” He’d ask, his words muffled by all of the pillows around his head.
“Uh…no. Not yet. Sorry- I can stop if you’d like-“
“No! No, keep going. I’m all ears.”
“Ooookay…?” Kyle would nod, confused as hell. How long had he been like that? How didn’t he notice before? Why was he messing up his pillows? Well- now he couldn’t remember where he had left off. He’d stare at the bed post as his mind wandered, trying to retrace his steps. Oh! Yeah! Hating South Park!
“…I think today was stupid.” Kyle would start, starting the tirade off slowly. “Everything about it, yeah, but the changing seats thing was really stupid.” He’d continue, the momentum slowly picking up as he spoke. He was getting the hang of it again!
“I mean, I get the changing seats thing. But I told him! I said, “Mr. Garrison, please keep me next to Stan. He keeps me focused.” Which is true because you’re one of the only ones in class who isn’t a total moron. And even when you are- you don’t do it to annoy me- you just-“
“Wait. Uh-go back? …Why am I being called a moron? What did I do?” Sitting up from his extremely habitable position, Stan would raise his left eyebrow; his face laced with confusion. Stan would usually listen to everything Kyle had to say before talking, but that little comment about him just threw him for a loop.
“Huh? I’m not calling you a moron, dude.”
“Uh…you just did though?”
“Did I? Really?” A flicker of his own confusion would cross his face, accompanied by a subtle furrowing of his brow as he stood there for his moment. He’d tap his foot, humming a bit as he thought before it clicked. Kyle’s face would turn white. “Oh shit.” His eyes would widen, quickly holding his hands up in defense. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that…I don’t think you’re a moron…sorry..”
“No, I know. It’s okay, man, really!” Stan would give a reassuring smile, letting the comment just slide off his shoulders. “You’re upset, dude, it’s all good.” Stan had gotten used to that too. Kyle was a very…passionate person- he’d go really big when it came to his rants. Stan knew better than to actually take offense to anything Kyle said when he was in one of those moods.
“Yeah…It’s just- maybe I get Garrison not putting us together because we’re Super Best Friends. I mean- I don’t really get it- but I could see the logic behind it. But, at the very least, he could’ve sat me next to someone who wasn’t a total asshole! Sit me next to Craig! He’s quiet! Or Tolkien! Tweek! Jimmy! Butters! I would’ve been fine with anyone! Anyone! Except, Cartman! And guess what happens! Guess who I get sat next to! Guess!”
Stan would nod along as he listened, staying sat up this time instead of going to lay back down again. He wouldn’t really notice he was supposed to answer the question at first. He thought it was rhetorical! After all, he was literally there. He saw all of this happen already. But…okay? He’d play along? “Uh…Cart..man?”
“Fucking Cartman! I’m pissed, but I’m like: “OK, whatever, I can deal with this, no big deal.” But then, I’m in the middle of the test- the test. ‘You know? The thing where you’re supposed to do your own work and shut the fuck up while you do it? And for some goddamn reason-he just won’t shut the fuck up! And I’m thinking: “Is it really that hard to just shut your fucking mouth for five seconds?” But, whatever, I studied for this test so I’m gonna get a good grade on it! Right? No! Fucking no! ‘Cause it’s let’s all dog on Kyle day! And I think his voice was just so fucking grating- I just forgot half of the shit that I studied! He fucked me! He literally fucked me!”
Man. Who needed TV? Who needed Assassins Creed, Indiana Jones, and Lego Batman when you had Kyle Broflovski as your super angry, Super Best Friend? He was basically free entertainment at this point! Stan’s eyes would follow Kyle around the room, and Kyle was moving so much it looked like Stan was watching a tennis match.
“-And you know what really upsets me? ‘You know what just irks me like just a little bit? The fact that I know I’m gonna have to walk in the school tomorrow, and Wendy is gonna come up to me-and she’s gonna be like, “Oh, Kyle! How did you do on the history test? I’m really happy with my grade!” And I’m gonna have to be like, “Oh yeah, Wendy! I’m sure you are!” And then she’s gonna rub it in my face like she always does-“
“What? Wendy doesn’t rub her grades in your face…” Stan would, admittedly, get a little defensive at that statement. This was his girlfriend they were talking about! And…well- she wasn’t here to defend her own honor like he knew she would’ve liked to- so he was gonna do it for her! “Wendy wouldn’t try to make you feel bad about yourself, Kyle-“ Stan would start to say, cutting himself off when Kyle randomly pointed his index finger at him.
“You know what’s funny? I knew you were going to say that!” Kyle would argue, his eyes lit with a combo of satisfaction and frustration. “I knew you were going to defend Wendy! You’re biased, Stan!”He’d accuse. “She rubs her grades in my face all the time! You just turn a blind eye to it because you’re biased!”
“What are you talking about? Dude, if anything, I’d be biased towards you. I’ve known you longer.” Stan would jump to defend himself, rolling her eyes as he did. “I’m sorry if she’s hurt your feelings, Kyle, but I’m sure there’s no bad blood there.” That was a bit of a half-assed apology. Again, Kyle was ranting- so Stan had no idea if he actually meant half of the shit he was saying. He just wanted to resolve the situation.
“Oh, yeah. I’m sure it’s not a big deal to you! You’re not the one who’s gonna be ridiculed for getting a B on the test!” Kyle would retort, crossing his arms as he huffed.
“I’m sorry…what?” Stan looked stunned. Staring at Kyle as if he had three heads, Stan would open his mouth to speak- just to cut himself off before he managed to say anything. He was trying to think of a nice way to put this. Really really hard. “…Run that by me again?”
“Don’t be an asshole! I got a B, okay?! It’s embarrassing- I know!”
“…Dude.” Stan would pinch the arch of his nose, letting out a long, irritated sigh. “That’s what this is about? Seriously?” He’d clarify. “…This whole time, I thought you had gotten an F- or, at the very best, a D. You got a B?” Stan wasn’t even mad, honestly. Actually, he was a little bit impressed. “Kyle…” At this point, Stan couldn’t help but laugh. There was no way this was actually happening. “A B is a good grade, dude. You have nothing to worry about.”
Now, Stan knew he was one to say stupid things sometimes- but this time, he could’ve sworn that what he said was actually a little bit smart. But the look Kyle was giving him? It almost made him doubt himself. Kyle was looking at him as if he had just said he puts milk in the bowl before the cereal. His jaw would drop, holding his hand out in front of him in shocked horror. “…You did not just say that to me.”
“Kyle, seriously, you’re wigging out over nothing!” Stan would try to explain, getting up from the bed. “You don’t need to beat yourself up over this. It’s just a B! A B is, what? …80%? That’s good! That’s really good!”
“I can’t believe you’re actually telling me this right now! You have to be shitting me! Do you even know what the B stands for, Stan?” Kyle would ask, the look on his face saying that he already knew the answer. “Do you? Do you, Mr. Isaac Newton? Care to enlighten me?”
“Jesus Christ…” Stan would grumble, rolling his eyes yet again. He’d stand there for a second, shrugging the question off. “…I dunno, brilliant?”
“Brilliant?” Kyle would repeat. “Brilliant?!” Kyle’s eye would twitch, as if Stan had just said the most absurd thing he had ever said. “No! It stands for BAD. Bad, Stan! B. A. D. Bad!”
“B doesn’t stand for Bad…” Stan would state. “F stands for bad.”
“Bad doesn’t start with a F, Stan!” Kyle would scream, frustrated. “B stands for Bad, Bummer, Buffoon- think of a word that starts with a B- nine times out of ten it’s a negative connotation! It’s the most obvious thing in the world!”
“I know that YOU’D be happy to get a B- but I’m perfectly valid in being upset about it! God!”
Ouch.
The air in the room was tense; and the silence that came after Kyle’s groan didn’t really help that. They’d stare at each other for a solid minute, waiting for the other one to say something. In that moment of stillness, Kyle had to opportunity to realize how mean what he said just sounded. In that moment, Kyle would brace for impact. He expected Stan to scream at him- or storm out the door and never come back. But…Stan didn’t do any of that.
Stan would take a deep breath. A long one. “…Okay.” He’d say, breaking the silence. “You need to chill out.” Kyle would open his mouth to apologize or, at the very least, give Stan a verbal agreement- but Stan would quickly cut him off.
“You broke Baseball Rules.”
Kyle’s eyes would widen. Shit. No. No- he didn’t. Did he? Oh god. No- he definitely did. Fuck! “…Y-You didn’t tell me we were playing Baseball Rules.” Kyle would hold his hands up in defense, backing up slightly.
“I don’t have to tell you when we’re playing Baseball Rules. That’s the whole point- we don’t have to repeat the rules, they’re just in place.” Stan would remind, a mischievous smile creeping onto his face. “You said three really fucked up things about me. Three strikes. You’re out. You broke Baseball Rules.”
Baseball Rules was a game created by Stan, a game that Kyle reluctantly participated in. The rules were simple, whenever the two were in an a little tiff, if either of them slung three insults in a row, they’d strike out.
Stan made the game in order to prevent the two from blowing up at each other, and it worked pretty well! But, admittedly, Baseball Rules wouldn’t be half as effective if it weren’t for what came after you struck out. That worked like a charm every single time.
“Stan, wait…” Kyle would try to reason, glancing behind him quickly to try to get an idea of how far he was from the door. Maybe he could run if he tried hard enough? “I’m sorry, dude…I don’t think you’re stupid, really-“
“I know you don’t!” Stan would cut Kyle’s apologizes short, stepping forward with the attempt of cornering him. “I’m not mad at you! But…rules are rules! If I let you get away with it this time- where do I draw the line, ya’ know? I’m sure you understand.”
Kyle would yelp at Stan stepping forward, quickly turning himself around to dash around him. “Just this once! I’m really sorry- I won’t do it again! I’m not upset anymore-“
“That’s great!” Stan would exclaim. “I’m glad you’re not upset anymore! But it’s the principle of Baseball Rules. I really wish I didn’t have to! I wanna let you off easy, really!” He didn’t. He knew he didn’t, Kyle knew that too. Just like how Stan knew Kyle well enough to know that he’d try to run around him; that’s why he’d turn as well, cornering Kyle officially.
“Stahahan!” Kyle would stumble backwards, his legs hitting his bed. He’d sink to the floor, already beginning to kick his legs. “It’s just a made up gahahame! Plehehease!”
“I’m not even touching you yet!” Stan would tease, wiggling his fingers right above Kyle’s hips. “I’ll go easy, okay?” He’d sink down right after him, sitting down in front of him.
“Noho! Nohot okahay! DohohOHOHON’T-“
“Don’t tickle your ears or your neck. I know, I know!” Stan would cut Kyle’s desperate pleas short, abruptly beginning to drill his fingers into his hips. “You’d think I’d know how to tickle my Super Best Friend. I can’t believe you’d think I wouldn’t! You cut me deep, Kyle.”
“That’s nohot-!” Kyle would shake his head, cutting himself off as he started to impulsively swing his arms in defense. Kyle was way too ticklish as it was, but Stan’s constant teasing was making it a thousand times worse.
“I knowww, that’s not what you were going to say. You were going to ask me not to tickle you, and…” Stan couldn’t keep the shit eating grin off of his face. “…you know I’m not gonna do that.” He’d laugh, fighting back the urge to make fun of how red Kyle’s face was.
“Stohohop ihihit! Plehehease, I’m sohohorry!” Kyle wouldn’t even last ten seconds before pleading for mercy. That was one of Stan’s favorite things about playing Baseball Rules, besides being able to hear Kyle’s laugh. That was always first on the list.
“I know you’re sorry! I forgive you!” He’d reassure, managing to dodge every punch Kyle threw at him. “Let’s do this, okay? You let me get a few words out, and then I’ll let you go, okay? I’ll stop tickling you once I’m done.”
Kyle wasn’t 100% sure how legit that offer was. Normally, Stan would stop when he wanted to- so it really depended on how merciful he was feeling on that day. For all Kyle knew, Stan could just say sike and keep going. But…at the same time, maybe he wouldn’t. If anything, he might as well take the bait.
“Okahahay okahahay!”
“Okay? Great!” Stan would smile, moving his hands from his hips to his sides, squeezing them as he began speaking. “I get that you like getting A’s. That makes sense- everyone likes getting them. But it’s okay to not get them sometimes. You shouldn’t be stressing yourself out about your grades, you’re doing an awesome job with them.”
“Buhut-“ Kyle would start, just to be cut off by Stan suddenly skittering his fingers against his ribs. “SHIHihihit!! Ohoh my goHOHOhod! Dohohon’t doHOHO thahahat!!” Kyle would squeal loudly, his eyes flying open as his kicking and punching intensified.
“I’m not done yet!” Stan would sing-song, poking in between each rib for each syllable. The shit-eating grin on his face would only grow as he continued. “As I was saying; you’re doing awesome, dude! I’m not saying you shouldn’t focus on your grades- i’m saying you shouldn’t stress yourself out about them.” Stan would clarify.
“Your grades don’t determine how smart you are. And, either way, you have some kick ass grades, dude! You are the smartest person I know, Kyle-“
“Thahahat’s nohohot trUHUHUE- OHOH MY GOHOHOD- FUHUHUCK OHohohoff!!”
Stan would jokingly roll his eyes at Kyle’s cackling, shaking his head softly. “I’m barely even touching you!” That was true, all he was doing was fluttering his fingers over his stomach. Of course, he knew how effective that was- he just chose to play dumb. ‘Made things more fun!
“It is so true.” Stan would insist, his tone genuine and honest. “…And if you even try to tell me I know Wendy, I’m gonna roll up your jacket. Don’t fuck with me.” He’d playfully threaten. “Wendy doesn’t count. Wendy- Wendy is different. That’s the thing- you guys are both smart. And we’re allowed to have two smart people in South Park. With the amount of morons we have- god knows we could use ‘em.”
“Kyle, I wouldn’t be calling you smart if you weren’t. You are so smart, dude! You know fucking Pig Latin! Do you know anyone else who knows Pig Latin?”
“YOHOHOU!” Kyle would retort, doubling over with laughter. “YOHohohou knohohow pihig lahatin tohohohoo!” He’d would swing at Stan’s face yet again, not expecting it to horrible backfire like it did. Stan would take the swing as an opportunity to snake his hands under his arms, quickly skittering his nails all over his armpits.
“Because you taught me it, Kyle!” Stan would exclaim, having to hold back his own laughter as Kyle shrieked. “You ran right into my point! You make me smarter! I would be a total moron if it weren’t for you! Do you know the amount of times I’m stuck on something and I think to myself, “What would Kyle do?” You’re a genius, dude!”
Maybe it was the fact that he was laughing so hard, or maybe it was the surplus of compliments Stan was dumping onto him. But, either way, Kyle was bright red; practically screaming with laughter as he tried to sink himself into the floor. An effort that was obviously in vain. His arms were slammed tightly down against Stan’s fingers in an effort to protect himself; of course, not even realizing until after the fact that it was having to opposite effect.
“S-STAHAHAHAHAN!”
“Okay, okay I’m almost done!” Stan would quickly say, yanking his hands out from under Kyle’s arms; moving them back to his stomach, lightly skittering his fingers again. “All of this is to say- you’re being too hard on yourself! You are more than a grade you get on a test- putting aside the fact that a B is already a good grade!
“And- you know what? B doesn’t stand for Bad!”
And with that, Stan would still his fingers. The two of them would sit there, Kyle immediately noticing how Stan didn’t seem to be making any attempt of getting up. He’d still be giggling from the aftermath, eyeing Stan up and down expectingly.
“…One more thing.”
Of fucking course!
“…What does B stand for, Kyle?”
Oh shit. Shit. He was fucked. The truth of the matter was Kyle had no clue. It obviously wasn’t Bad. But…he didn’t really know what answer Stan wanted from him. From the expectant look on Stan’s face, he obviously already had an answer in mind. Kyle would think long and hard, searching every crevice of his brain in the hopes that somehow, someway, the answer would magically come to him.
“…Beheheautiful?”
“Ohhh…that’s a good one..” Stan would say in mock amazement, beginning to turn; as if he was about to get up. Kyle would let out a sigh of relief, thanking the universe for sparing him this time. The funny thing about that, though? He wasn’t. Stan would swiftly turn back around, making a buzzer noise to signify that Kyle had gotten the wrong answer before blowing a quick raspberry on his neck.
It all happened so fast, Kyle didn’t even have time to say anything- the only thing that left his mouth was a screech; jolting so hard that he yanked himself away from Stan, falling onto his side. He’d quickly scrunch his neck, along with covering it with his hands.
Kyle was too busy giggling on the floor to realize that Stan had gotten up, walked back over to Kyle’s backpack, and came back with his water bottle. He’d sit next to him, offering his hand to help him up. Kyle would hesitantly take it, a relieved sigh escaping him as Stan pulled him up- no strings attached.
“Broflovski.”
“Whahahat?”
Kyle would raise his eyebrow with giggly confusion. Stan had never referred to him by his last name. They were strictly on a first name basis! Stan would return the confused look with his own confused look. After a few seconds, his eyes would widen as he realized why Kyle looked so confused. He’d shake his head, beginning to chuckle softly.
“Noho! Broflovski! B is for Broflovski!”
It would take a second for Kyle to understand what Stan was saying. Once it clicked, Kyle would turn to Stan, a fed-up smile on his face. God, he was cheesy. He’d hold out his hand as Stan gave him his water bottle, glancing at him again before rolling his eyes and taking a sip.
“What? You don’t like it?” Stan would tease, elbowing him as soon as he closed the cap to his water bottle. “It makes sense! I thought it was funny! Broflovski! It starts with a B- and it’s your last name! Get it?” Stan would repeat, his eyes bright with excitement.
“The more you repeat it the less funny it gets.” Kyle would jokingly groan in annoyance, even scooting a little further away from him! For bit purposes! Stan would scoot right after him, the giddy smile still on his face.
“…Can I tell you something?”
“If it’s B for Broflovski again, I’m gonna hit you.”
“It’s not! It’s not.” Stan would say, the smile on his face never wavering. Kyle couldn’t help but smile with him, ushering him to continue with what he was going to say.
“I’d take a Broflovski for life over an A on a test any day.”
Maybe it was stupid for Kyle to be as grateful as he was for Stan. He knew he had a bit of a temper when it came to things like this- and he knew he could be a huge handful at times. But, for reason, Stan stuck by him. Maybe he was bored? Maybe he had nothing better to do, no one better to be with?
But when Kyle looked at the pure happiness on Stan’s face, he couldn’t help but feel like that wasn’t the case. It made him happy, knowing that Stan enjoyed his company just as much as he enjoyed his- even when he was being dramatic. They were Super Best Friends through thick or thin, no matter the circumstance. That felt…nice.
“Thanks, Stan…that means a lot.”
#MY SILLIES 🥹#im so normal about their friendship you guys#THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE ON MY LAST FIC🥹#I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS ONE TOO#(also wendy and kyle are academic rivals i don’t make the rules)#aaa! this was so much fun to write i had a blast#lee!kyle#ler!stan#south park tickles#strawberry writes
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Lucifer:
The man takes it like a champ.
He rarely develops crushes— and even then he's usually too busy to pursue it; so it stung right where it hurts when you rejected him.
But he couldn't get angry at you, you were all awkward smiles when he told you how he felt and he could tell you wanted to let him off gently.
He was incredibly relieved when you suggested staying friends (hoping that it meant he didn't ruin things between you and him— it's happened before).
You were someone important to him and he loved you. It'll just take some time to get over his romantic feelings.
The air around the two of you is awkward for a while. He needed some time to himself to sort everything out.
But after he initially gets over his dump— things would get back to normal. He starts to ask you to make his coffee again, you visit him late at night when everyone is already asleep so he'll be able to get some rest, doing your own thing next to him by the fireplace while he does paperwork.
He's glad that his confession didn't ruin things between you two, and whether as friends or more— he'll forever be grateful you came into his life.
Mammon:
Dude is heartbroken.
His crushes aren't rare per se— but when he crushes, he crushes hard.
It took him a bunch of time to work up the courage to ask you out, so when you rejected him he immediately wanted to cry.
But before the tears could fall he's back to his tsundere nature. He babbles on and on but he's talking too fast to make sense of any of it— but you could kind of piece together the words of 'he was just kidding'.
After a good 30 seconds, he blurts out a 'I have somewhere ta be!' and rushes to his room where he collapses and cries for a bit.
His funk lasts for a long time, and it's uncomfortable between you and Mammon for a while.
But over time he starts to get over it and tries hanging out with you again. Walking you to school, breaking into your room to tell you about his latest gig, making instant ramen at 1 am because that's all he's good at.
He was happy with you as friends during the beginning of the exchange program, so there isn't a reason you can't be friends now just because he had romantic feelings for you at one point.
Whatever your relationship is, he knows he can depend on you (you'll never catch him saying it though. maybe).
Leviathan:
This is going to be rough.
If Mammon's heartbroken, he's absolutely distraught.
He's managed to convince himself that because you rejected him, you now want absolutely nothing to do with him.
He rants about how sorry he is and how of course you wouldn't want to be friends with someone like him, let alone as partners.
And before you could get a word in, he's gone.
He stays in his room for over a week, and even when his brothers have convinced him to get out of his room— he's avoiding you like he would Lucifer after he spent a bunch of money on anime merch.
It takes a couple of his brothers to knock some sense into him; that just because someone doesn't reciprocate you're feelings, it doesn't mean they hate your guts and want you to die.
And once they managed to persuade him of that— he starts rambling about how you have to hate him now because of how long he's ignored you.
All in all, it's a complete and utter mess.
After he's finally calmed down, he and everyone else try to make a plan for you and him to 'make up'.
But that goes out the window when he just goes to you and cries about how sorry he is and how he's been treating you.
It takes a few minutes to calm him down, and you're going to have to take the reins from here.
He really doesn't know what to do to somehow not make everything seem like the two of you are only hanging out because someone's holding him at gunpoint.
Sitting next to each other at breakfast again, being his player 2 in games, making food based off of anime.
Before he knows it the two of you are hanging out like nothing ever happened. And he's kinda glad his confession didn't go anywhere because now that he thinks about it, he might not be ready for a romantic relationship.
Satan:
The most mature out of all of them, tbh.
He reads about this kind of stuff all the time, and he was semi-prepared when you rejected him.
Still hurt obviously, but he respects your decision.
He needs his alone time like anyone else does but he still makes sure to hang out with you from time to time to make sure you know he doesn't hold any kind of resentment towards you.
He kind of just sucks it up and moves on.
not really much to say here lol
Asmodeus:
His feelings are pretty complicated about the whole ordeal.
He's been in relationships before but he wouldn't say he felt stable in any of them if that makes sense.
He subconsciously thinks that all of them were with him because of how he looks, but you're the first person his charm didn't work on.
It took a while for him to navigate his feelings for you, and when he finally reached a certain conclusion he decided he needed to tell you.
His confession was light and casual, and when he got rejected he acted like it was no big deal.
It hurt in a place he's never hurt before and his thoughts are a complete mess.
But he still hangs out with you to kind of prove to himself that he's okay, and to procrastinate sorting out his emotions.
You're going to have to tell him to take some time for himself
It takes a couple of days just thinking about how he feels— but he eventually comes to the conclusion that he doesn't need to be in a romantic relationship with you to feel stable. You've made him feel that way even when the two of you are just friends.
He goes back to his usual peppy self afterward, and he's slightly more open to you.
Beelzebub:
His confession was a 'spur of the moment' thing. Once he realized he liked you romantically, he didn't really think and just told you.
When faced with your rejection, he doesn't really feel any different. He might be a bit confused about how he feels and excuses himself to go and think about it.
But he just figures out that he loves you and no matter if your relationship is platonic or romantic— you make him and his brothers happy and that's all he needs to know.
Belphegor:
It doesn't take long for him to realize he likes you romantically.
Before long he starts thinking about a confession (and a rejection) and decides that the best way to tell you is in the planetarium.
When you reject him he kind of just shrugs it off. He leaves so as to not make things uncomfortable between the two of you.
He doesn't act much differently after that. You're still his nap buddy and he's comfortable with you. He's alright being just friends and doesn't feel particularly hurt.
What do you mean you can tell I got lazy towards the end.
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i feel like augustin was making paddy's storyline a bit less bleak than it was historically and i was looking forward to seeing what they would do with them in s2. well, i guess joke's on us for getting attached to a frenchman...
I put off answering this ask because I KNEW that the moment I did I would start rambling and it sounds like that time has come so I am sorry in advance my friend
But, yeah, you've hit the nail on the head. Part of my attachment to having Augustin in s2, and to Augustin and Paddy, is specifically the fact that I just would really, REALLY like for Paddy to heal. I know that historical Paddy Mayne never really recovered from Eoin McGonigal's death, but they have taken other narrative liberties with the show and characters, and also, and this is kinda snarky, I just don't think that makes for a very interesting storyline to watch? Obviously grief in real life CAN be, and often is, like that, but when you are watching a show, you don't wanna sit through a character stuck in the same loop of grief for four seasons. Especially because (1)this show is not a tragedy. Yes, tragic things happen, but an important element of tragedy is the futility of the characters' actions to prevent the tragedy from happening. While this story STARTS with a tragedy, that first jump that doomed so many of them, we know that it won't END that way, because we know that most of these men will live, and more importantly, we know that their actions are not futile. With that in mind, the idea of Paddy's ending being him alone with his grief doesn't really sit well with me. Also because, (2) it's not like it would be hard to showcase that a part of Paddy will forever be defined by the loss of Eoin, while still giving him a healing process and a happier ending than he got to have IRL (there is a whole other rant here about how queer people engage with historical fiction and especially biographical historical fiction, which I actually wrote a wholeass essay about a few years ago lmao. Anyway).
And at least for me, it's important that part of that healing process DOES involve him having a romantic relationship again (I would be fine with it being just implied, the way it was with Eoin, though I would prefer it if it wasn't, because if Stirling gets to fuck his made up girlfriend in the sand, then Paddy should be allowed to kiss a man, but I digress). And the reason for that is that... ok, let's talk about Eoin. We actually know SO little about Eoin. There are hints here and there, but Eoin's main role within the story is loving Paddy (and also dying. And haunting the narrative). Which is fascinating, because I feel like while Paddy is casual about it, he does have a bit of a Thing about being unlovable and unlikeable - he tries to own up to it, but he slips a few times, like when he remarks that he will go to Stirling's funeral because Stirling liked him, FOR SOME REASON, and also his general deer-caught-in-headlights look when Eoin offers him affection, like he can't quite believe it's happening. Which is partly why the loss of Eoin hits SO hard - because Eoin loved him, in spite of everything about him, Eoin loved him so much that it was his main defining trait. And I fully believe that once he died, Paddy also saw that as losing the only chance he was ever going to get at love, because who else could ever love him, when he has the heart's invisible furies within him?
And THAT'S when Augustin enters. He meets Paddy at his absolute worst, he watches him try to prove to him how ~fucked up and terrible~ he is... and he is immediately delighted. Like, yes, Paddy and Augustin drive each other up the wall IMMEDIATELY, but also Augustin likes him SO MUCH. My man watched Paddy try to shoot himself in front of him to prove a point, after manhandling him into the sand and holding a knife to his throat, and then was like omg girlllll are you single? Yes and that's why you are like this? Oh I am sorry but also good to know. AND THEN HE WATCHED HIM ATTACK HIS FRIENDS BECAUSE OF A FUCKING PIANO and was still just so happy and charmed when Paddy's way of apologising was cooking them a gazelle and suffering NO consequences. Like GOD he was down SO bad SO quickly, and that was after seeing the absolute WORST of Paddy, and sure, that's because Augustin is also insane, but so is Paddy, so they'd be great together. And I think that would have been so meaningful, for Augustin to grab Paddy's cheeks and squeeze them and go, "FUCK YOU, I AM GOING TO LOVE YOU, WITH ALL THE DEMONS". Can you imagine? What it would be like for Paddy, who thinks he's never going to be loved again, to have someone who doesn't just love him in spite of the warning signs, but because of them?
The way I see it, with Augustin out of the picture, there are two possible routes the show can take. The first is remaining closer to history, probably giving him some sort of healing process that involves his community but without a romance, accepting that Paddy's chances at romantic love really did die with Eoin. Which would be, like, fine, but I have already explained why I don't love it. Or, they give Paddy a different romance, but the thing is that I sincerely doubt they are gonna be able to manage something that's as interesting as whatever Paddy and Augustin have got going on - they've really captured such a unique, fascinating dynamic, and I don't think they could replicate it with a different character. Similarly, the new character would either not experience Paddy at his worst, which makes the romance less meaningful imo, or they would just have to make Paddy regress to episode 5 levels of insanity again, which would not be especially interesting to watch, since WE HAVE ALREADY SEEN IT.
so, yeah. tbh I am just going to put on my clown nose and large shoes and bright coloured wig and hope that we get Augustin back for s3, cause I do genuinely think he is the best character progression possible for Paddy. and also because I want my insane frenchman back goddamnit
#i am sorry friend i know you probably were not angling for a long ramble about Augustin's revelance about paddy's healing#unfortunately i have thought about this. a normal amount#sas rogue heroes#augustin jordan#paddy x augustin#paddy mayne#how hard do we think it would be to just get this rant to steven knight#because i think he should hear my piece#i was telling my friends about it today and they were like.#do you think they just nerfed the gays and that's why he's not in kt#and i was like idk! maybe!#it's probably something way more mundane but. i do wonder#oscar answers questions
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I SEE PEOPLE sharing how they got into the dip and pip phandom and I want to participate
I was first and foremost a pinterest girlie. The typical oh my parents won't let me have any form of social media except pinterest oh oh no boy little did they know all the internet shenanigans ends up there it's objectively the best place to "culture" yourself or "acclimatise" for the internet or something
Like, really, it's all content from all the apps compiled for YOU according to the humour YOU like it's amazing
Anyways going off topic .. I have intense FOMO so I obviously started to educate myself on all things internet
One day whilst idly browsing pinterest I happened on pictures of dnp from a tumblr post I don't remember what the post itself was but probably something phan but I didn't know that at the time and I immediately went and checked who they were because I must know and google said they're two British youtubers people ship together and I said okay cool and just left it at that
A month or two later they happened onto my pinterest again and my brain said hey you've had a pretty well curated for you page all things we like so maybe check em out see how it goes probably something we like so I said ok bet and I did and I watched a video of them I think pinof 4 and I was like okay these guys are super random they're funny but I don't get half the things they reference
But then the youtube gods saw my destiny and said this is your fate child and starting recommending it to me all the time
So I gave in and I watched them and they were amazing, healing and wonderful and they really really helped me
Especially like BIG and dans monologue about gender and sexuality really resonated with me cause I didn't really think about this before but I realised I actually agreed with him that gender is baseless but that rant is for another time
And phil, loveliest dearest funniest phil, whenever I was having a hard time he'd been there cheering me up
If you can't tell I joined the phandom in the cursed covid years I was here for the 2022 phivorce which was objectively hilarious
I know this is incredibly long. Longer than necessary but I've typed it all now and words must not be gone to waste so here you are and here we are
Sending best wishes during these trying times (2 weeks since last upload) (they deserve the break) (I'm clawing at the walls of my enclosure)
Anon i am also going insane and clawing at my walls idk how i survived a 5 year hiatus and the insanity of phannies seeing dan's foot in a video and calling it "joint content" (also don't worry about stuff being long i love reading it!!)
Kinda relate with the pinterst thing except for me it was instagram and i followed dnp accounts that posted stuff from other social media i wasnt allowed to have at the time... people underestimate the importance of instagram and pinterest when it comes to getting people into new fandoms hahah (although i was introduced to dnp through friends but you know what i mean right??)
anyway same same about phil being there to cheer me up when im having a rough time... in 2017 i had a huge dip in my mental health and i literally just watched phil's videos every night to get to sleep lol! I wonder if he knows how infectious his positive energy is?
WHERE WAS I GOING WITH THIS RAMBLE!? anyway yeah throwing my jumble of thoughts at u anon sorry
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shots that should have been in the second season 6 OP
so first of all disclaimer i havent seen any of season 6 and i go on tumblr about once a month these days bc i am so busy but i went on tumblr today bc why not and was greeted with this OP drama bc there's always something new to complain abt when bones is animating a new season of my hero academia! anyway here's this post which is like a combo of ranting and like weak analysis
ok now here's what i wouldve put in the OP:
shot of iida, bakugou, and uraraka standing in the rain and then the shot moves to a wide side profile to see dark deku standing across from them to kinda showcase who the THREE stars of the show were this arc (not counting deku bc he's the star of every arc)
iida, bkg, and uraraka all should've gotten individual sections in the OP with deku which i will explain
the final sequence before the chorus (izuocha handhold) should NOT have been izuocha it should have been bkg and then transitioned to iida and i will elaborate on this
so the part right before the chorus should have been bkg finding deku, and i get that spoilers had to be avoided but my idea is a shot of deku when he's getting dogpiled on by all those people except in a turn of surrealism that avoids spoilers the people instead begin to part like the red sea to let in this light, and deku looks up and his eyes light up and we see bakugou with one hand extended. so it gives the impression that he's important to the arc but it doesn't really allude to the idea of bkg specifically like finding and apologizing to deku because its a lot more symbolic
anyway after that the chorus starts and the scene should flip to deku actually taking someone's hand, but its obviously not bkgs hand and we pan out to see iida as the one taking his hand
so its like prechorus: bkg scene
that quick pause before the chorus starts that every anime opening has, you know the one: close up of deku taking someone's hand
chorus starts: pan out to see deku and iida holding hands
then i would've had like a shot of class 1-A watching them with uraraka close to the front - zoom in on uraraka and then move out and we've transitioned to ochako on top of the building, not with the megaphone or anything but just standing there looking all badass and hot and then we do the wide side profile thing again to see the crowd and like bkg and iida and others in the front and then deku by himself a couple steps forward watching her
and we've effectively avoided spoilers and showed the three important people who help deku get back home
and not gaslight anime onlys into thinking uraraka is the one who finds deku, gets deku to come back with them, gets the civilians to stop harassing deku, and then for some reason is also the one who apologizes to deku, and then later gets killed by shigaraki because shes the closest person to deku as oppose to his childhood friend he's known all his life who deku admires and shared his quirk with first and unlocked blackwhip because of - oh wait actually that was bc monoma was praising bkg and deku was like uh actually that guy sucks *unleashes blackwhip* bc as we all know deku hates bakugou and wants nothing to do with him (big fat /s)
sorry i got carried away and i don't edit my posts so you get to read my unfiltered rambling. anyway point is iida and bkg deserved better in that OP and also. horikoshi is so big on that hand symbolism and it should've been acknowledged. bc such a big thing for me is the way izuku and iidas handhold is so important and bkg is the one who pushes for it and its a kamino parallel, and then when bkg finds deku he likes catches him and stuff but never gets to hold his hand even when he extends it to him and uraraka holds dekus hand but its actually like. really casually handled in the manga? almost like their casual platonic touch is nowhere near the point of uraraka's speech. almost like they're friends who love each other and uraraka wants to make this speech for her friend but also for toga and because shes a hero who wants to help people???
anyway yes uraraka was important in this arc but her important scene was like 1/3 about deku and it was about deku in the most platonic way. like highkey she was like look at this pathetic little man let him in he needs a shower and then she went back to thinking gay thoughts about toga and then deku breaks down and cries because sometimes when ur friends do kind things for you it makes you emotional like when bkg apologizes and the light returns to dekus eyes and then he actually faints.
its all annoying bc i feel like bkg iida and uraraka were all super important this arc but uraraka was important in a way that was very separate from deku and established her as her own person while bkg and iida actually had a lot more to do with deku and then weren't acknowledged at all. istg bones better not fuck up iidas moment in the anime or bkgs apology or anything. i think people race to find the barest hint of romance in any izuocha interaction and i just kind of wish that didn't happen bc the last few manga arcs have established a really nice strong friendship between them and i wish the anime would just adhere to that and follow the manga and trust horikoshi. if u want some attention grabber straight romance kamijirou is right there being heterosexual in the most bisexual way like focus on them
apologies for this incredibly incoherent post i haven't like actually seriously posted on tumblr in forever and this is what I've been reduced to now. this is my expected post quality from now on
#that got longer then expected#analysis/rant#thats a tag i havent used in a while#bnha season 6#bnha manga spoilers#bkdk#platonic bkdk#like i ship them but this post is more abt their platonic bond#izuku midoriya#tenya iida#the power of friendship#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#idk what to tag this but uh#me saying things that dont make sense#enjoy
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Question: Who would be a character you like/love the most or most identify with? appreciate all you do for this tiny fandom! :>
First of all, thanks!!! Just humbly reposting stuff and discuss whatever people want to discuss :) Second of all, that’s a good question!
Can’t say I wholly identify with anyone, but I do relate to a deadpan look and kind of please-leave-me-alone attitude both Gretchen and Aton are giving, since irl I have a severe case of resting bitch face and on top of that I’m introverted as shit.
As of the character I like/love… wooo boy, where do I even start… I'm gonna ramble for a bit, so please bear with me here. My absolute faves are Tim and Astaroth Matauzier and let me explain why.
Short and simple, I always like funny pathetic losers who get their asses kicked (just look at some of my other faves).
And wow does Astaroth get his ass (nose) kicked a lot.
Doesn’t help that his human counterpart Tim is poor little meow meow, who’s also getting his ass kicked, but in this instance I just feel sympathy for him, cause here it’s absolutely undeserved.
And for the long reason why I like them… I like the creative potential they have. Not in a sense of development, but the whole concept.
So Tim was supposed to be only that – Tim. But he’s been literally split into two characters since his birth and I kinda can’t treat them like a single one. At least not fully. They were two different people for 14 ass years, how can you unify that and not have some bumps in the road so to speak. Just this fraction is already fascinating enough, how can a person grapple with being two? Two set of beliefs, two set of memories, two behavioral patterns. Top notch angst/psychology fanfic material amirite or amirite.
But it doesn’t stop there! They were presented like two separate characters and then Francis dumps this infobomb on us that Tim and Astaroth's been one person all along, which is… fine, I could run with that, but his explanation doesn’t make sense?
He claims you can’t see Tim and Astaroth at the same place at once, which implies he’s been switching between two of his personalities and teleporting between the human/park world. And then in literally a few panels he says there were two bodies he jumped between. Huh???
Also this weird line.
So which one is it? Was there a single body or was there two? I'd say it's an important difference. Either you have a teleporting dude with split personality disorder or you have one brain shared between twins.
I know this could be a translational issue, but some of native French speakers can’t understand Francis’ explanation either??? HUH?????
Yeah, I also can't for the life of me understand how no one noticed a child constantly disappearing out of thin air for 14 years straight. This weird discrepancy is what makes it so interesting though. My friends and I spent hours discussing, guessing and straight up headcanoning how this child works.
Obviously headcanon territory here, but we came up with “there were two bodies with shared but split consciousness; when one body was active, the second one was sleeping or dissociating or being awake but severely absentminded”. That way he won't disappear randomly and school bullies will have reasons to pick on him. And we headcanoned that when they've become one they were having conversations in their unified head and fought for the driver's seat, which could potentially be either funny or tragic, your choice.
If you survived this long ass ramble/rant congratulations and sorry it took so long :D But I do love this stupid child-who-became-office-rat and he absolutely lives rent free in my head.
fanart by @martapreliy
#zombillenium#zombillénium#ask response#text post#headcanons#comic panels#fanart#tim matauzier#astaroth matauzier#gretchen webb#aton noudjemet
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I do feel kind of stupid for following her for at least 3 years and liking her posts about abuse. What threw me off was her inability to accept critism from Jewish persons about something they are educated in. Then her inability to accept corrections about translations from native speakers (she ranted that she wanted to delete the whole chapter/part of OalC etc instead of using the fact that there are probably several followers that would have jumped for her to translate some sentences) (sorry for being anon and a big thank you for putting the whole AO3 post thing into simple language to show her workings)
So like, my thought is... I don't think you're an asshole, for not knowing someone's an asshole, if your first interaction or introduction to them was them not being an asshole.
I don't think there's anything inherently wrong in admitting you found value in her work or her posts at some point. The idea that "she's always been bad and everything she touches is tainted and bad actually" is a little purity culture kinda thing, y'know? Like, it's a nuanced thing. People can find value in her work or find it significant or important, and that doesn't excuse or minimize her bigotry.
To me the thing is, once you learn someone's a bigot of that caliber or you learn they're an abuser and their victims have come forth? Then you're kind of making a statement if you continue to unquestionably support them. It's one of those things that you can't not make a statement, once you know about it. You can't claim ignorance of it. And a lot of people get really angry when that happens, because the knowledge is a burden. The knowledge ruins things they used to enjoy, they've got a self-image that dictates they're not the kind of person who supports bigots or abusers, so to find out they've been doing it up to that point is very upsetting. And the thing is, knowing the creator is a bigot doesn't immediately make you dislike the work. It's just heartbreaking, this knowledge that now stains something you used to love and care for. Something meaningful to you has become tainted, and there's a weird mental pirouette where people wonder in horror if that means it has tainted them too, because THEY found it meaningful and what does THAT say about them.
I think that's normal in so far that's how people who don't deal with bigotry aimed at them very often deal with the fact that "real" bigotry isn't the same as "textbook" bigotry. In reality, bigotry is messy and gross and awkward and it's everywhere. And if you've made it a fundamental pillar of your identity that you don't tolerate or perpetuate that, you're gonna feel pretty lost and shaken to realize you've been participating in it inadvertely.
But it's also true that your actions determine your character and what really matters is what you do once you have that information. You can't put it back and pretend it's not there. You know now, so what you do with that it's what matters. And what you do should, ideally, be to minimize harm. To not further compound the harm you might or might not have already participated in unknowingly, by knowingly shitting on the people who've spoken up. Unfortunately, you'll see a lot of people not do that, and instead try their best to bury the knowledge and shove it back into Pandora's box so they can go back to enjoying her words and being friends with her without question.
That too is a statement. That too is a thing other people see.
Also, also! I think you're confusing me with @carriesthewind which I find very flattering because they're significantly more eloquent and less rambling than I am, so it's with a heavy heart I must inform you I was not the one who untangled the AO3 post. My brain still threatens sedition looking at it. So credit where credit is due, you want these amazing breakdowns right here:
I just happened to reblog them!
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hi jess :") hope summer is treating you well so far. i hope you don't mind me ranting here but i feel so detached from well a lot. i want to reach out to old deities, such as hermes but i feel so disappointed for kinda ghosting them when i received a health diagnosis. i know they understand but at the same time, i feel like a blockage for me is wondering whether i'm ready or worthy. i feel almost miniscule when thinking of working with immortals who experience time differently. (1/2)
2/2) not too sure if i'm making sense. maybe this is me having an existential crisis about mortality, but yeah it's hard for me to see how they find meaning in us considering we're like small stars in their eyes LMAO sorry if this is out of the blue,, i didn't know who to talk to and your space is quite the safe and cozy place for me
Hello, love!
Firstly, you don’t ever have to apologize for sharing your thoughts here! Stuff like this is why my blog exists so we can talk about about these things because I think it’s super important we do discuss this stuff! And also I’m glad you find this space safe and cozy! That means so much to me!
What you’re hitting at here is very valid and I know many worshipers will absolutely relate! It is a difficult concept to embrace I think. And it’s honestly something we as a species have been wrestling with for basically forever. Why would these immortal powerful divine beings take any interest in us?
One of the ways I like to explain my personal thoughts on the matter is by using Steven Universe. It’s a lot to fully explain if you’ve never seen the show but if you have, the way Rose Quartz views humans is kind of how I think the gods see us. Here’s a scene from the show that I think helps sum this idea up
Basically, I personally believe our mortality and our limitations are what the gods find so fascinating about us. The fact that our time is so limited and we ourselves are limited (esp in comparison to them) yet we still manage to thrive in many ways. We innovate. We create. We grow. We evolve. We fight. We discover. We love. We cry. We win. We lose. We break. We heal. We grieve. We fall. We get back up. We live. We die. And I think the gods are mesmerized by what we accomplish in such short periods of time. I think they also admire us for our ability to continue even when it feels impossible.
That’s also why they help us so much! They see us fighting so hard. So determined to make it through and I believe they want to honor that strength by sprinkling in some of their own divine power to help us succeed.
Also considering how inherently human pretty much all their realms are, it would be kind of strange for them not to care about us you know? It’s kind of like being the President of the Bug Club but you actually don’t like bugs. Why are you President then?!? What are you doing?!? There are other clubs you know!? And how did you even become President? Was there a vote? I have a lot of questions! 🤣
You can look at their realms as their passions and the influences they want to have in the world. In order to influence the world they need us to spread whatever influence that is and also because it’s a passion they enjoy seeing us engage and succeed within their realms. When you’re an artist you enjoy engaging in other artists’ work. It’s the same concept. Hephaestus is so passionate about creativity that it makes his big heart sing whenever his little babies (us, we are his babies) find joy in their creativity.
I feel like I did a lot of rambling but I hope enough of it made sense!
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Thank you, that's very sweet of you to say! ^^ And enables me to do more self-important rambling. Although I would love to hear more about why some romances work for you and others don't, since I'm maybe gonna try my hand at writing an IF eventually.
Hi anon here! Thank you so much for taking the time to give your thoughts. They were really interesting to read and have definetly given me some food for thought! (is this the correct English expression? Idk but imma just vibe with it) In terms of why some romances I think it's the lack of choices when it comes to reactions idk, like you either get the choice to be full on Flirty or shy to the point where you let out silly noises and can barely speak and I think maybe fleshing out those reactions a bit more would add a bit more to the dynamic of the Romances. I also think it is because I think some ros I've seen just are their archetype and tropes in order to please readers that only want the romance aspect of the story (there's absolutely nothing wrong with that btw! im just giving my two cents) and then there's nothing much behind that, specially when there are a lot of characters this tends to become more apparent to me. I have seen some writers handle many ros really well, but I think that the Romances ends up suffering as a result. I think the main problem is when the mc is a blank slate rather than a semi-set character or a character with some things set in their background story the reactions of the mc.
For example: MC sees ROs and these are the main two options I tend to see:
- option 1 - oh ro I've never met before is so hot. I'm immediately attracted to you. So imma flirt with you in the most obnoxious way possible.
-option 2 - oh no ro is too hot what am I going to do. Mc Blurts out "You're hot ro". Proceeds to want the ground to swallow them and let's out a breath/squeaking sound they never knew they've been holding and. they start blushing furiously
I have seen a lot of ifs fleshing out their romance, but a lot of them still kind of give this kind of vibe to me. And also how the ROs are head over heels with the mc no matter what they do, there's very few ROs thst call out mc out when they do bs or say bs. But then again that's just me lol. Sorry for the rant. And good luck with your IF! I love your writing!
By the way have you read infamous by @/infamous-if ? It's so good! 👀
Thank you for the compliment!! And no, I haven't played it, but I'll give it a look now that you've mentioned it!
Ok so yeah you're 100% correct on all of this methinks. In general a lot of the romances in IFs are just kinda. Formulaic?
And? I think part of it is maybe that the writers just don't write them very well and rely too much on tropes and other romance media/fanfic, BUT I also think that the medium is part of the problem. So for once I think the writers aren't to blame, except for how they don't challenge conventions I guess, but with IF audiences being what they are I don't blame them too much for not doing that, either.
See, romances in video games tend to fall a bit on the cringe side partly because what your character says needs to be overtly romantic in order for the player to see what's going on.
Like, you need to account for every player having different experiences and approaches to romance. As many of them as possible need to understand what the PC is saying and what their intentions are, so you can't do anything more subtle even if you're capable of it, because you risk confusing or even frustrating players when they pick flirt options without realizing. (I personally hate ninjamancing, so I'm with the players on this one.)
Another issue is of course the binary choice of being flirty vs being shy, which I think is partly that way because it's an easy way of giving variation and player choice while minimizing the amount of complex dynamics a relationship can have. Like, you can easily write a horny come-on, and you can easily write a blushy response, and both will be read as romantic interactions. They work to establish the PC's approach to the romance and their dynamics with the RO while giving the player some agency.
I think this could be helped some by like, instead of writing very telegraphed pick-up lines, you could write something more subtle and then write "(flirt)" or even just a heart (personally would love to see two identical responses, but one has a heart at the end, because then the flirting becomes subtext instead of text, which is rad and more natural IMO), but that's often seen as being disruptive or taking someone out of the experience, and you'll run into the opposite problem of "Um? How is this romantic at all? This isn't flirting it's just normal conversation!" or "Ugh, I know this is flirting, why did you telegraph it like that? How pointless."
Honestly, I think there's no good universal solution for this while still keeping the conventionally accepted level of player interaction and agency. One way I think would solve this is to lock in romances much earlier, or to even pick one from the start. That way, you can more easily roleplay as your character, despite them being locked in a romance. So it doesn't matter what you say, because you're still in the romance, and maybe that feels a lot more natural as a progression.
But this approach is often seen as unnatural and is usually reserved for visual novels or dating sims, that have largely pre-written routes that offer minimal variation. Doing this in an IF would be considered restrictive (I wouldn't consider it as such, but I'm a regular VN/dating sim player who likes romances that have a clear arc and storyline and am fully willing to sacrifice my own "agency" in it), but it would mean you don't have to label every romantic interaction with a large sign. I think TWC does this quite well (shocking, I know) because it locks in a romance like midway through book 1 and everything in book 2 and 3 from then on can be roleplayed as romantic regardless of your flirt option choice. What TWC does poorly and ends up throwing this good choice in the toilet, however, is that it still locks you in the bold/shy binary, even while offering you different flirt options. I literally never pick any of the bold/shy options, and the entirely pointless bold/shy meter stays at 50% for all my playthroughs because there's always better, subtler options offered. So TWC does a good thing but then throws a bunch of rotten sausages in the mix anyway. Shocking, I know.
Another thing that could help is having a set tone for the flirting from the start, which is similar to the previous option, but instead of locking in the romance, you just offer a specific dynamic for when the flirting happens. Like if the PC romances person A they'll be bold, because A is shy, but if PC romances B they'll be shy, because B is bold. This, once again, restricts player freedom. "My character wouldn't be bold with this shy character, they'd also be shy!" And even if you do something more subtle than this example (and you should), it's still restricting player choice in a way some might find unappealing.
Finally, what you think would work (and I agree) is making the PC a more defined character, and I'm literally all about this always and forever because this would solve a lot of issues, but it's not a universal opinion. A LOT of players would rather have a blank slate, even if they say they wouldn't, and the blanker the better. Again, this goes back to player agency. Many would rather feel more in control than get a more structured story, and that's valid, and trying to accomodate this mindset is also a valid design strategy. However, because it's the most popular strategy, many authors don't make the choice consciously, so the results become tedious and unmotivated. The player must have choices, so, uh, here's a bunch that are easy to code for! But like ... must they, really?
So with all this in mind, I think it's understandable why the romances in IFs generally fall under this sort of binary and/or overly telegraphed formula.
As for why the ROs are usually tropey archetypes, well, that's just an unfortunate reality of romance media I think. Some people just do it better than others. And, ya know, some of them are just badly written and the flirt options are the most rizzless, uncomfortable, clichéd bullshit that nobody in their right mind would say. But that's not really something you can blame on the medium or fix with a different approach, is it? 😶
I do think that, in general, IFs just have too many ROs, and that it further slims down the amount and quality of content for each, and exacerbates the limits of the medium. Hunker down and write a couple or even just one and go buckwild with dynamic options instead. (I'm a liar and a fool because I have 4 ROs in my idea which IMO is too many already but I wanna keep them cuz I love them.)
Romance in general is all about characters and relationships, and when one of the characters is a blank slate and the other is an archetype, what can you do but rely on stereotypical interactions to indicate that a romance is happening? I think you need to break the formula or challenge the medium in one way or another to write a good IF romance. Or just be a very very good writer.
Anyway, I hope this doesn't come off as me lecturing or anything. I just love talking abt this stuff fhkdjhkdjkdj
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Hi. I really enjoy your blog and thank you for being so positive. All the negativity about last night's ep bothers me. I would love to see Dean/Cas finally have that big moment, but it wouldnt make for good story telling if we got it so easily. I have felt since s12...we are getting real personal growth! I also feel something big is coming for Dean/Cas with how they have kept them apart and all the emotional baggage getting adressed. There has been no hug either and there is so much unsaid. ❤
Yeah, I mean... I watch the show with the full knowledge that no matter how important Dean and Cas’s relationship is, even to the actual structure of the narrative, the way they’re writing the story and the actual focus of the main plot... will never focus that directly on destiel. This doesn’t mean I think destiel isn’t A Thing they are writing, just that Who Dean Is As A Person and Who Cas Is As A Person both take narrative precedence over the potential for a textual romantic relationship going forward for them.
I have no idea how to say that without sounding negative about it or drawing wank on it, which is why I don’t usually attempt to state it so blatantly in public. But I am 100% not negative about this. I’m just speaking about it from a narrative structure perspective here, which I’ve been yelling FOR LITERAL YEARS bears a close resemblance to the structure of 1001 Nights, and the Scheherazade/Shahryar relationship. Their romance is NEVER in the foreground of the tale, and yet somehow the entirety of 1001 Nights IS THE OVERARCHING STRUCTURE OF THEIR ROMANCE. Other aspects of the story are more pressing (like Scheherazade having sacrificed herself in the attempt to stop other women from being killed every morning, but not actually wanting to die herself because She Is Smart and Has A Plan and showed up with a buttload of awesome stories to slowly guide her plan to fruition). All those stories she weaves, in the gaps between them, she and Shahryar slowly fall in love. It’s not something they confess out loud, but it is something they both gradually begin to feel and to understand. Their interpersonal side-plot grows slowly, over 1001 actual nights of storytelling and companionship, and it takes nearly THREE YEARS of constant nightly stories, never letting one story end at the wrong time (at daybreak, when Shahryar might choose to kill her, but always timing it JUST RIGHT so that he’d ask for another story to fill the hours until dawn... which would inevitably be interrupted on a cliffhanger with words unspoken still between them... interrupting moose, anyone? That would be Scheherazade’s sister, Dunyazade, who accompanied her on what was supposed to be Scheherazade’s literal last night on Earth, but whose prompting and strategic interruptions actually furthered the romantic tension growing between Scheherazade and Shahryar, preventing their story from coming to an end too soon).
So while Scheherazade and Shahryar and their slow fall into love with one another is literally fundamental to the entire narrative, there was no way for any of it to pay off before the end of the larger narrative, you know?
If Scheherazade can patiently continue spinning out her stories, setting her own eventual (hopeful!) personal happiness aside because she sees the bigger picture at stake, then I can certainly wait until the end of Supernatural, however long it continues until its story is finally done.
Does this mean I’m saying that romantic love confessions and a clear, undeniable canon romantic relationship will factor in to the ending of the series? Nope. I have no guarantees to offer. But it does mean that as long as the show keeps factoring the fundamental importance of their relationship into the larger overarching narrative, as well as their own personal character arcs, and continuing to poke at it both through narrative mirrors and textually laying Big Questions for them out on the table, then I’m gonna be Scheherazade about it.
Every episode begins (emotionally, for me) with the Dread Pirate Roberts having spared Westley’s life because of True Love, and telling him “I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.” But then he doesn’t... and he continues not killing him, because it was all about true love. (yes, I’m saying the Princess Bride is a twist on the 1001 Nights narrative, at least insofar as The Dread Pirate Roberts persona goes. I mean... the parallel goes a lot deeper than this, into so much more of the metaphorical journey, the Hero’s Journey to prove himself worthy to his True Love, the quest for justice when he doubts the strength of that love to transcend death, after it was literally stolen away from him... I mean, this parallel also runs deep).
So that’s where we are with destiel. I’m perfectly 100% happy with that. Because I’m content to engage with the narrative they are actually presenting, and not delusionally projecting my own desire for Dean and Cas to just be happy now onto it in a way that it just does not exist in canon, you know?
All that said, YES. How long has it been since we’ve had a simple, “Hello, Dean.” Or even a HUG between them... since 13.06? YIKES THAT IS A WHILE. And we didn’t even get to hear the Hello, Dean at the end of 13.05 that we all yelled at the TV to fill that silent gap when Dean answered the phone and it was Cas calling him.
I choose to believe that the show is following their own unofficial theme song in this regard, though. They’ll be able to be happy at the end of the road. “There’ll be peace when you are done.” And until then, they’ve got a lot of road to cover, and a long way to go, and a lot of extraneous baggage to deal with. But they’re getting there, because they’ve always been headed there, even when they weren’t entirely sure where “there” was, you know?
But now we know Dean DOES know, at least in a general way. He’s not longing for a life that isn’t his anymore. He doesn’t feel cheated out of the white picket fence, apple pie life anymore. He’s made his own family (which absolutely does include Cas), and he recognizes there’s still work for them to do, but Dean himself is good with that. He’s in a strangely healthier place than he’s ever been in his whole entire life, including 4-year-old him who never knew death and fire and tragedy.
And that’s absolutely something to carry forward, wherever the road may lead.
And that’s also why I’ll eternally be frustrated with fandom bitterness over the literal structure of the entire narrative. I mean, this is not gonna change. This is the main story they are telling, and how they’re telling it. I only hope that being able to get some perspective on that will help people keep all of this in mind and truly appreciate the beauty of it all. This is why I personally feel this has the potential to be the greatest love story ever told, because it’s so much more than just an angel falling from heaven and raising a man from hell, and then meeting in the middle. It’s about BOTH of them, their choices, their failures and successes, and this entire process of understanding who they are in the larger structure of the universe, and who they could potentially be to one another.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
#spn 14.13#spn 300#destiel#spn s14 spoilers#the scheherazade of supernatural#this is how stories work#and saying destiel isn't the central focus of the story isn't diminishing its presence in the larger narrative#sorry if i kinda ranted and rambled at you here but this is so important to me#aurenia heart
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ITADORI YUJI + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + GOJO SATORU + RYŌMEN SUKUNA || HOW THEY WOULD APOLOGISE TO THEIR MAD S/O
| featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + ryomen sakuna from jujutsu kaisen
| warnings : grammar errors and a lot of my side comments
| form : headcanons
| published : 27 november
| request : Hello! How are you? Hope you’re taking care of yourself :3 can I request headcanons for Itadori, Megumi, Gojo, and Sukuna making their s/o really mad for x reason and what they would do to make it up to them/apologize? Thank you have a great day/night!
| barista’s notes : hiya! this one was kind of hard for me to do since it was hard to come up with reason on why you were mad at them (some of them are really stupid in my opinion...ʕ ﾟ ● ﾟʔ) but this update is going to be the last one for the night since it is 12am aka midnight and i’m going back to school after being in isolation for 14 days!＼ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ／thank you so much for requesting for a cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and please come again soon!
ITADORI YUJI:
Itadori will be the most clueless boy ever and doesn’t even know that you are mad at him in the first place.
It might take a few days or a few hours at best for him to realise that you were mad at him - probably Fushiguro will tell him that you are pissed at the boy.
Once he FINALLY finds out that you are angry at him, he would try to think back on what he could have done to make you angry at him - and boy, does he think long and hard because once again to remind you: he is clueless.
Did he do something stupid again? Did he accidentally eat your food again? Did he forget something? DID HE FORGET AN IMPORTANT DATE?
Yes, when he tries to recall what he did that made you annoyed at him, he does tend to overthink it.
You know what you were mad at him for? He had indeed eaten something of yours by accident. The reason why you were mad at him was because he ate the last of your ramen that you were saving after the mission that you were set was finished.
Now since Itadori thought he was completely screwed, he would full-on plan a whole game/movie night with you.
Sukuna would lowkey mock the dude as Itadori was preparing his room causing our poor boy to worry even more since Sukuna was making him feel more nervous.
This preparation of his will include the game consoles set up, piles on DVDs on the table for you to choose for the both of you to watch and your favourite ramen that he brought from the closest store - that he also still doesn’t know he ate accidentally ate - cooked and set on the table for you guys to munch on.
Once everything is prepared, he would slap Sukuna’s mouth if he is still talking and would make his way to your room.
Now, this can go two different ways:
1. You are too stubborn to give in and refuse to leave the room that he would beg you and lowkey will physically drag you out of your room.
2. You would sigh and agree to follow him to see if he realises what was the issue and see what was going on because there was a lot of ruckus in his room from what you heard.
Once you see his room, you are generously surprised at what he had prepared since you didn’t think he would put this much effort to apologise to you - you generally just wanted a verbal ‘sorry’ but this was too cute to not forgive him.
Once both of you settle down and get into what YOU had chosen to do, he would apologize in a nervous tone since he STILL doesn’t know why you were mad at him.
“Yeah babe, I’m really sorry for what I did, well...I still don’t know what I did but I kinda notice you were mad at me and I didn’t know what to think since I thought I forgot a date that he planned or-”
This boy will ramble and ramble until you stop him by kissing him since you didn’t realise that he was overthinking it.
“Baby, don’t overthink it, I was mad because you ate the last ramen packet that I was saving but this whole thing really was a lot then what I expected, but thank you so much for preparing this whole thing! I love you!”
“Am I forgiven then?” - this boy I-
“Yes yes yes you are, I forgive you Yuji”
FUSHIGURO MEGUMI:
Fushiguro Megumi. Now how do I say this? This pretty boy will be between not realising that you are mad and realising instantly that he had angered you.
When he doesn’t realise that you are mad at him, he would notice the small behaviour changes that you express from a slight frown on your face or now you would give him short answers.
Short answers being: “yeah”, “alright”, “okay”, “nah” ect, with the longest answers being “that’s fine/cool” or “I’m not feeling it”
But! That was only towards him, with the other guys you would give more detailed answers to them, making him surprised since he probably asked the same thing.
Once he realised that you were annoyed, (like Itadori) he would try to wonder what he had done wrong and (unlike Itadori) he would most likely figure out what he had done wrong this time.
The reason why you were mad at him? You were angry at the pretty boy because he was hiding his feelings again.
Even though you knew that Fushiguro wasn’t one to express his emotions freely like the others, you both promised each other that you would go to each other when either one of you was having issues or problems that were bothering you.
And since you knew that Fushiguro held in his emotions, you allowed him time to come to you when he needed - but this time, you knew there was something that was bothering him extremely to the point where he was getting distracted during missions
Distracted to the point where he was nearly hit if you didn’t come to protect him and allow him to snap out of his daze.
Now that the reason was identified, Fushiguro would quickly try to figure out how to now apologise to you.
Since Fushiguro is a good listener, he would most likely buy a small bouquet of your favourite flowers since he remembered you mentioning that random fact from a conversation that you both had around when you and Fushiguro first met, trying to get to know each other.
He doesn’t apologise in front of anyone because this little issue was about you and him and not everyone else.
So when he found you somewhere in the hallways, he would lightly place a hand on your shoulder before shoving the flowers in front of your face - since he didn’t want you to see his flushed face.
Of course, you are really surprised since who wouldn’t be when a bunch of your favourite flowers just randomly appear in your face.
Once you take the flowers from his grasp, he would probably have a hand scratching the back of his neck - why was he nervous now when seconds before he was just fine?
“I’m really sorry…….for not telling you what was going on, I just didn’t want to bother you with my issue and all that,” - this would be said in a low mumble that you nearly couldn’t catch what he said.
“Mimi, telling me what is bothering you isn’t a bother, I want you to be okay, just please when you’re comfortable to come to talk to me, if you need a shoulder to lean on, I’m right here,”
There are times when Fushiguro forgets that you don’t mind him ranting off when he needs to and that you are a shoulder that he can lean on - he just used to keeping everything in until he met you.
“Also, you remember my favourite flowers, thank you so much, Mimi, you are forgiven, I love you,”
Just seeing you smile at him again after so long is enough for him to smile as well, knowing that you have forgiven him.
GOJO SATORU:
Mr Gojo ‘steal your girl’ Satoru.
Now this man will make you mad on a daily but not to the point where you are now.
And Gojo will notice INSTANTLY that you are mad at him because he is so used to making you mad due to his constant teasing.
But this time you weren’t mad at him because he took his teasing over the line. No, no, no, you were mad at him because he was late for your date.
Even though Gojo is known to be very handsome and the ‘perfect’ person to everyone on the outside of the shaman world, his lateness was one of his worst traits about him.
Sometimes you ask yourself if he does this on purpose - but in the back of your mind, you know that he attracts many curses and that he had to fight them - but this time, you knew that he was late because he was just late.
So while you’re waiting for him with a slight scowl on your face, you would constantly check your phone to see if he texts you or just to check the time.
Of course, he would send the usual ‘I’m going to be late’ with a cute emoji at the end - like that was going to make your anger lessen at all.
But when he does text you that he had arrived at the date location, you were ready to explode at him for making you wait - for like how many dates now?
However, once he arrives with his fashionably late safe, he would come prepares - Haha try to get mad at him now~
In his hands, there would probably be a white bag containing the souvenir that he had been wanting to give you after his mission but didn’t have the time to, or a white box containing your favourite cake from your favourite cake shop/cafe/bakery.
Damn it, this guy knows that food always solves every issue~
“Sorry for being late to our date honey~ I wanted to get you your favourite cake that I forgot that there was going to be a long line at this time, hope you can forgive me~”
THEN THIS MAN WILL TILT HIS SUNGLASSES GLASSES TO LET YOU SEE HIS CRYSTAL BLUE EYES - LIKE WHY????
Damn it, now you can’t stay angry at this man.
The fact that he dressed up so nice, got you your favourite cake and let you see his beautiful eyes made you realise that you can no longer be mad at him.
Like the boy put in the effort today…
Taking the cake from his hands, you would probably blush and say “thank you...but I’m still mad at you”
If you say this, be prepared for this man to cup your cheeks and continuously kiss you, trying to affectionately make you forgive him.
Okay okay okay, now he’s just trying to be very very cute.
“Am I forgiven now honey~ I’m sorry that I made you wait, please don’t be mad at me”
“Okay, okay! I forgive you!”
Expect that cheeky smile that he would give you after you forgive him - I mean like, you have to now.
RYOMEN SUKUNA:
Apologise? Would he? Does he even know what ‘sorry’ means? Do you think he would?
If he really cares about you, he would probably push away his pride and there would be a 50/50 chance that he would apologise, so don’t expect it much.
But if you were really mad at him and ignore him for most of the day, he would probably get very very annoyed.
Why weren’t you paying him any attention? Why weren’t you looking at him? Why weren’t you asking for him to shift with Yuji and let him have you all to himself? Why?
The reason? You were mad at him because he exorcised a curse that you knew you had the capability to do yourself.
Does he think you're weak? You were just angry at the thought of Sukuna thinking you were frail since you were an independent woman and he had no right to do your goddamn job.
Once he gets to his boiling point, he would demand Itadoru to switch with him and if his vessel would ignore him for your sake, he would continuously shout at the boy even when he is trying to sleep - poor Itadori……
Once it gets too much for the boy, Itadori would run to you and just randomly grab your shoulders to stop you from what you were doing and quickly explain what was going on.
“Okay, I’m going to switch with Sukuna and you are going to talk to him. He’s been annoying me ever since you stopped talking to him, please shut him up!”
Then before you would even get a single syllable out of your mouth, he would just switch quickly to let the both of you deal with your situation.
“Okay woman, talk to me! What have I done?”
You would probably just stare at with an annoyed look and tut at him before turning your head away like he doesn’t exist.
However, he doesn’t take this action of yours lightly and would probably grab your chin - gently since you are mad at him - and would just start leaving biting your neck.
“Sukuna! Stop it, the marks are going to show!”
“Not until you tell me what I have done wrong woman”
“Sukuna! OKAY! You think I’m weak and I hate the fact that you think I am, I can exorcise curses myself you know!”
Ha? You were mad at him for protecting you? Sukuna thought that it was ridiculous that you were mad at him for that reason - but will just go with the flow because even though you were just a powerful sorcerer to him, you being angry was a slight fear of his (Sukuna fears Oh my….)
“Idiot, I was protecting you”
“I can protect myself dickhead”
“Ha? I apologise, then, there done, do you forgive me?”
Sukuna….what type of apology was that?
If you say no, he would just continue to bite on your neck to make you forgive him since he really wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer.
“Sukuna! Stop it!”
“Not until you forgive me little one,”
Ah, that nickname always gets to you, doesn’t it? - Girl, I don’t blame you….
“FINE FINE FINE! I forgive you, just stop biting my neck”
Looking up at you and looking you at dead in the eyes, he would literally say, “I don’t think so, I was actually having some fun marking your neck, let me continue little one”
I-.....go ahead…….
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ain't it fun?
summary: reader just needs an NA meeting before they have a meltdown, they end up with the best friend they could ever make.
warnings: Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Trauma Bonding, narcotics anonymous meetings, Strangers to Lovers, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, meet-cute,
word count: 3.3K
a/n: this is completely self-indulgent and overly personal but i def recommend writing why spencer would love you as a form of therapy
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In the blink of an eye, she was up and racing around her apartment. Her mental health was like a teeter-totter, and right now she was on her way to the top. Mania was creeping in; changing from just anxiety-induced butterflied to the feeling that she could jump off a building and survive.
That was never a good time. All she wanted was to either spend all her money, fuck a stranger or get high as shit. It made her legs jumpy and her ears ring and she couldn’t take it anymore. It was all too much.
She threw on a sweater and jeans, her hair was up in a butterfly clip and she hastily threw on her fanny pack full of everything she needed as well as a big coat, and she then left her apartment. She got to the stairs before realizing she actually needed to lock the door.
Her hands shook and she tried to slide the key into the lock, dropping them as her neighbour rushed out of the room and startled her. “Sorry,” she heard him say.
She picked up her keys and turned to look at him, “can you help me? I can’t seem to stop shaking,” she asked as she held her keys towards him.
“yes, sure,” he rushed the words out as he walked towards her, only looking at the keys, never in her eyes. But that was okay, she was never a big fan of eye contact.
He placed her keys back in her hand and took a step back, “are you alright?” he asked.
“No,” she said honestly. “I’m going to find an NA meeting.”
“Do you have one in the area? I haven’t seen you around before?”
She shook her head, surprised that he was also an addict, he didn’t look like he’s ever even smoked weed.
“No, I moved in only a little while ago on a whim, but I think it’s time I got some support,” she said as they started to walk down the hallway together. “I’m Y/N, by the way.”
“Spencer,” he smiled softly. “I’m going to a meeting right now, actually, if you’d like to come? I won’t exactly be anonymous to you, but it’s a good one to go to if you just need one to fill the void until you find your preferred group.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I need.” She smiled at him this time as he held the door open for her. “So, have you lived around here for long?”
“For about a few years now.”
“The building is good then? I was a little hesitant but I needed to get away,” she said, this time holding the door for them to leave the building and turn down the street towards where she knew the subway was.
The moon should be out, she looked up but only sees buildings. It was the one thing she missed the most about not being in the country; seeing the stars and feeling like there was a reason to it all.
“Are you running from someone?” He asks as they start the walk down to the meeting.
“Myself,” she said softly. “I’m on disability and don’t drive and I lived in the middle of nowhere with my parents, well into my 20’s, and I needed a change so my parents surprised me by saving up money for a few month's rent and told me to follow my heart.”
“And you picked Virginia?”
“I stayed in Virginia, just moved into the city. I watch a lot of murder documentaries in my free time, I thought being near Quantico would introduce me to some interesting people, but I have yet to meet anyone from the FBI at all.”
She laughed to herself at how dumb it was that she wanted to meet a profiler like Holden Ford from Mindhunter, “either they are all very good at keeping their jobs secret or Virginia is a very large and densely populated area with a low percentage of FBI agents.”
“Interesting.”
“What?”
“How long have you lived here?” he asked, slowing as he walked so he could look at her.
“2 months.”
“It took you two months to meet the FBI agent across the hall from you.”
“You’re kidding?” she said, stopping on the sidewalk abruptly. “I knew that apartment was calling me for a reason.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but, are you really just coincidentally my neighbour or are you secretly spying on me because you have an evil plan to kill me and my co-workers?” he's completely serious, it's almost scary.
“No offence, Spence, but for a supposed FBI agent that’s a dumb question to ask,” she said, pointing finger guns at him, “you don’t think I’ll give up my cover that easily? Do you?”
He points a finger gun back at her, “technically, I’m a doctor.”
The two of them narrow their eyes at each other, slowly walking in a circle, still facing each other with their make-believe guns trying to hold back smirks. She lowered her ‘weapon’ first. “It’s okay, doctor, don’t worry. I’m not a spy just an idiot with an imagination.”
He giggled softly, “I’ve never felt this comfortable with someone this fast.”
“Well, you are with criminals a lot, right? That would be alarming if you bonded with them,” she said, bumping her shoulder into his as they walked. “But I feel the same. I actually haven’t talked to someone in person in forever.”
“No?”
“I do most of my work and socializing online,” She felt embarrassed, but in today’s day and age, it wasn’t that weird. “I’m not very good outside or with people.”
“If it wasn’t for my job, I don’t think I would go outside very often either. My co-workers are my only friends, they’re more like my family actually.”
“That’s so wonderful to hear, found family is very important,” her smile disappeared as she thought about how alone she was. “Um, can I ask what it is you do at the FBI?”
“Behavioural Analysis.”
“Holy shit," she gasps, knowing way too much about that unit thanks to fucking Netflix, "that’s what the BSU became right? Do you work with the really fucked up shit?” she asked softly.
He laughed, “oh yeah, I really do.”
“Do you share a lot at NA?”
“Kinda, I tend to ramble about facts when I’m nervous so sometimes my short talk becomes more like a ted talk and what was supposed to be just me saying I haven’t relapsed on Dilaudid becomes a lesson on how the human brain works,” he explained, rambling just like he said he would.
She nodded along as he spoke, “funny, that was also my drug of choice.”
“Liquid or oral?”
“Oral. I was given it after I had my appendix out when I was 17. They get you started real young now, big pharma has its hand in everyone's pocket,” she presses her lips together awkwardly, “it was rough.”
He hummed in agreement. “I was held captive by an unsub with multiple personalities. One personality drugged me till I died and the other one brought me back.”
“Spencer, Holy fuck?” she stopped and stared at him so incredibly concerned for someone who just met him. She reached out and grabbed him by the shoulder and looked him in the eyes, “I know I barely know you, but if you need someone to talk I’m literally always across the hall.”
“Thank you,” he smiled softly as he looked back into her eyes. “The meeting is right there across the street, do you want a coffee first? The place beside it is amazing.”
She nodded and he took her hand, looking both ways before J-walking across the street with her to buy her a coffee and a snack. Maybe that would help her stop shaking, he looked like he worried about her and she wasn't used to that at all.
He didn’t talk at this meeting, he sat in the chair beside the group leader, she sat down across from him in the circle so she could focus. When the floor was opened up to new members, Y/N stood at the first chance she got.
“Hi I’m Y/N,” she said, to which she was welcomed by the crowd.
“I’m new to the city and looking for a new home group, not sure if I’ll stay here because I know Spencer outside of here but I really just needed to come today.”
She takes a deep breath as she thinks of how to start it, opting to just explain it and let the rant go where it may.
“I’ve never lived alone before and it’s incredibly hard to occupy my time without drugs. I still smoke weed to help me sleep at night but my addiction is with Dilaudid and then Benadryl a little after having surgery in high school. I don’t know if it’s my trauma, my disability or my Autism, maybe it’s my OCD, I really don’t know, but I just feel so useless and alone and boring and lonely, the drugs used to help but they don’t anymore and I really just don’t want to feel this way anymore.”
They all looked like they understood, small smiles grew all around the circle as she took a lookout at the crowd, “Thank you for letting me get that out.”
Everyone clapped as she sat back down and wiped a tear off her cheek.
The meeting ended shortly after that, Spencer walked from his seat in the circle to where she was sitting, reaching a hand out to help her to her feet. “For the record, I think you’re funny, smart, kind and pretty. And you don’t have to be alone anymore if you don’t want to be.”
She slapped her hand into his and stood up with purpose, “Did we just become best friends?”
“I believe we did.”
The walk home was much like the walk there. They traded facts, they flirted, they laughed, she pushed him into a pole at one point, by accident as they laughed. The two of them stopping to sit at a bus bench, laughing so hard she felt like she would pee her pants right then and there.
By the time they were back on their floor, it was well after midnight. “I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to meetings with you.”
“Oh, why?” he looked disappointed.
“Isn’t rule 13 that you’re not supposed to want to sleep with your group members when you’re healing?”
“Wanting to and doing it are two very different things,” he corrected her as he waited at his own door.
She smirked, “you’re right. Still don’t think I can go back with you, however.”
“I’ll probably have a case tomorrow, they normally take me out of town for at least a week, but when I get back, can I see you?” he asked lightly.
“Knock on my door when you get back,” she said before standing on her tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. “See you.”
“Bye.”
They waved from their doors before departing, excited by something that felt better than drugs.
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120 hours later there was a light knock at her door, she knows exactly how long it’s been because she’s been counting and looking out the door at every noise for the whole time he’s been gone. Waiting for him like a wife whose husband went off to war, not knowing when their next correspondence would be.
“Coming,” she called, stopping to fluff her hair and straighten her glasses before she opened the door.
“Spencer!”
“Hi,” he said softly.
She took a moment to look him over, a little in shock at what she saw. He was in a plain t-shirt and track pants, he had not one, but two black eyes, bandages on his brow bone and scrapes all along his arms.
“Are you okay?”
“You should see the other guy,” he giggled softly, rolling his eyes.
“Come in, let’s sit you down.” She worried, taking him by the elbow and helping him inside.
“I’m fine, really, I’m used to this.”
“Well I’m not,” she reminded him with a nervous pout, “am I allowed to ask about it or is it classified stuff?”
He sat on the couch and patted a seat beside himself so she would join him. He rested his arm against the back of the chair so that she could slide in beside him.
“Did you hear about the child abduction in Tampa?”
“Yeah? The two boys?”
“I was trying to talk the unsub down and he dropped the gun but he grabbed me as I turned him around and punched me in the face and we fell into the ditch and I luckily managed to flip over him and get his hands behind his back and cuffed faster than I ever have before.”
“You’re amazing,” she whispered.
He laughed, “if I really was, I would have waited for backup before talking to the guy.”
“I’ve always wanted to help other people get justice but not being able to go to school makes it hard to get a job doing anything meaningful,” she whispered, ashamed of the fact she wasn’t successful like most people her age.
“Our technical analyst was hired because she was an amazing hacker, they will hire anyone who is valuable.” He shrugs and watches her face light up at the idea.
“You know what, we have meetings all this week unless there’s an emergency, if you want I can show you around the office?” he offered. “It’s not illegal for you to pass by what I’m working on and notice something I missed.”
“Spencer, I don’t even know your last name and you’re inviting me to your government job? When just last week you asked, not so jokingly, if I was a secret agent trying to kill you and that you’ve been kidnapped before?”
“Doctor Spencer Reid, and what can I say?” he said shyly, “I’m trying to find excuses to see you smile all the time.”
She placed her hand on his cheek, the tips of her fingers lightly resting on his purple and yellow bruised eyes. She leaned in slowly and kissed him on the lips, so gently as if she’s afraid he’ll break or turn into a frog… he was too good to be true.
“You can see me whenever you want, Doctor Spencer Reid…”
He kissed her again, letting his hands roam her back and she trailed her free hand down his chest. She pulled back slightly to throw a leg over him carefully and sit in his lap. Holding his face in her hands now, she peppered kisses over his bruised face.
She stopped to look at him, still holding his face in her hands as his hands now rested on her hips. “I really like you, Spencer.”
“Really?”
She looks at him carefully, analyzing his response and seeing the hurt that rested deep inside of him, “I take it you’re like me?”
“What does that mean?”
“You try to not get too involved with people because no one has ever shown you true genuine interest or love, and you never think you’ll find it anyway so you push away all small acts of kindness, thinking it’s friendly because then you can’t get your hope up, just to have that person drop them?” she explained herself in a whisper.
He nodded, “you get it.”
She kissed his lips again, and then over his cheek and up to his ear, “I do.”
He looked extra sad when she pulled away, she just held his face gently as she mirrored his puppy dog eyes. Communicating with their eyes, she knew he was okay and he didn’t want to talk about it anymore, so she smiled.
“Want to watch a movie?” She asks softly.
He nods, looking behind her to see she doesn’t have a tv in the living room. “How?”
“In my room, the TV is on my dresser if you don’t mind sitting in my bed?”
He shakes his head in a simple no, picking her up and taking her to her room. He knew where it was purely because her apartment was just his but backwards. She laughs, holding onto him tight as she rests her head on his shoulder.
He sets her down gently, watching her move up to the headboard and wait for him. They got under the blankets and she found the remote in the sheet before she cuddled into him.
“You’re really cuddly,” she complimented him as he wrapped an arm around her and held her close. He kissed the top of her head as a thank you.
“I think I’m going to end up falling in love with you, Spencer Reid,” she whispers the words, afraid of them more than his response.
“I beat you to it,” he whispers right back.
She shoots up, turning to look at him with surprise. “How?”
He looks at her like she grew two heads, “what do you mean how?”
“How did you fall in love with me? You don’t even know me?” She’s so confused, no one has ever loved her before and it’s a lot to take in.
“Y/N…” his face drops, his heart physically breaks in front of her. “I don’t know you, you're right. Not all of you, at least. I’m sure you have your hidden doors and locked cupboards but from the outside, I see you’re so beautiful, you’re radiant… your mind is lovely. You’re so kind, you’re so brave, you’re everything I wish I could be as charismatically as you are.”
She’s just swallowing over and over as she shakes her head and breathes through her nose, processing it. She’s breathing deeply then, staring off and she feels like she’s having a new kind of panic attack. A happier one, somehow?
“I don’t like myself, but if you like me I guess I must be pretty nice,” she smiles, accepting his praise and believing him. “Yeah. Thank you, Spencer.”
He smiles then, it’s cute and press-lipped and she swears he almost has dimples. His eyes are like honey and his lips are like roses. She leans in, kissing him and reaching a hand back to cup the nape of his neck.
He doesn’t know it, but he’s the first person she’s kissed in a few years. They’re soft, peck after peck as they hold each other softly, eyes open as they watch each other experience the happiness of finding someone good, finally.
“I uh, I wanted to tell you I’m almost exactly everything you described yourself as in the meeting,” he whispers against her lips, the air touching her skin gently as she absorbs the words.
“What part? My diagnosis or my self-hatred?” She smiles, okay with either really.
“Almost both, I’m pretty hard to be around.”
She shakes her head, “I invited you in for a movie, not a pity party. You can tell me everything you hate right now and then we should just share the good parts okay? Brag about yourself. Tell me what you’re proud of.”
She was really serious, keeping a stern look on her face as she spoke. He nodded, “I’m anxious all the time, I’m always worried because I’ve never had anyone to worry about me. I don’t know how to be a real person really, all I do is drink coffee and solve crimes and I barely sleep. And the only time I was relaxed and okay is when I was on drugs.”
She nodded, “it fucking sucks, doesn’t it? Like why did we get stuck like this, I don't care about peaking in high school but didn’t we deserve some kind of love and support? I’ve never understood if souls and shit are real, why did mine pick this terrible meat suit and awful traumatic path?”
She’s crying because she’s angry and because she’s never said it to anyone before. He cries because she understands. She truly knows.
“I love you,” he announces. “Just because of that.”
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Dream SMP fandom etiquette
So. This post is probably too little, too late, considering the fandom and the issues I'm about to talk about have existed for so long now, and a lot of the people who need to hear this probably aren't on tumblr anyways, but I just wanted to dedicate a quick post to talk about fandom etiquette. Mostly pertaining to discourse, and interactions with people outside of our circle. These are just going to be my own personal thoughts, of course, but I felt it could be good to bring some of this to attention. So without further introduction:
Where to (not) talk about discourse:
Don't go into other streamer's vods to only focus about a different character. If you want to analyse, for example, c!Techno, do it in Techno's stream. Don't go into unrelated streams, like Tommy's, Tubbo's etc. to do it, even if they were a part of the event in question. This is, of course, with the exception if the character in question didn't stream their own pov. But otherwise, stay in your own space. This is to prevent cluttering a streamer's comments about unrelated discussion. To give further example: Tubbo's vod comments should primarily focus on Tubbo's character. Not Tommy's, Ranboo's, Techno's or whoever else's.
Don't start discourse in the comments of animatics. Seriously, stop that. Animatics aren't discussion boards. The comments are there to analyse and appreciate the video presented, not argue. It's especially rude if you pick a small detail, that wasn't even the focus of the animatic, or even a completely unrelated issue to rant out your frustrations about. To give examples: starting disc discourse in an animatic of Tommy talking to Wilbur, or rambling about how tragic Techno's character is in an animatic focused on clingy duo, etc.
This applies to fan songs as well.
Video essays are the exception to these rules. I think it's safe to say they're the place to bring your hot takes, if you really feel so inclined to argue in youtube comment sections (Though I'd personally advise to still keep the topic relevant).
Keep negativity out of fanfic comments. This isn't nearly as big of an issue as the last points, but I've seen it happen a couple times, so I'm deciding to mention it. Fanfics are written for fun. Even if you disagree with the characterisation or something else, unless the author is clear in accepting critique, keep criticism to yourself. And definitely don't rant about how you dislike a character unrelated to the fanfic. Sharing your thoughts on the fanfic itself is of course fine and welcomed, but when it turns from discussing the author's story to talking about how you dislike a character in canon, that's when it crosses a line. Example: comment talking about what you don't like about c!Tommy on a Bench Trio fanfiction.
When commenting on art, keep the feedback positive. Even if you dislike any presented character, keep that to yourself. Example: Don't say things like "I hate x character, but this art is good". You might think the author would feel honoured, but it's actually just hurtful.
How to deal with discourse:
This is gonna be a shorter section, because I think we all chose to do it in different ways, and that's valid. Also, it's just that I, myself, am still learning how to do this well, but I thought it could be good to try to lay it out anyways.
Try to scroll past takes you disagree with instead of arguing if you don't think you'd be able to keep your cool. Noone likes a random person yelling at them through a screen, and if you rant, you'll get an equally frustrated reply back, and noone will be happy. Either explain your point in a calm manner, or scroll past/ unfollow/block.
On the keeping cool thing, remember to just step away. Take a deep breath and calm yourself down before proceeding. To minimize the frustration you feel on a daily basis, filter tags, block people, avoid videos and youtube comment sections that you know will upset you, and leave certain internet spaces if you find yourself unable to escape negativity even with all those steps. Remember: in the end, it's all a game played by friends, a story, and your enjoyment of it lies in what you take from it. Abandon what makes you unhappy. Marie Kondo your fandom experience.
Also, here's your reminder, to whom this is relevant, to take care of yourself. Hydrate, eat, sleep, clean up, get fresh air, remember the things outside of all this. There's plenty to do outside of this fandom, and what you can do here can wait. There is no pressure, or obligation. Not for the content you create, not for the discussions you bring, not for responding to discourse, not for anything. Fandom is meant purely for fun, so take care <3
Interacting with people outside of the fandom:
This is something that I've seen a bit of talk about, and I thought I'd drop in my own thoughts on this as well. No matter the differences, we're all just trying to vibe, and I think these are important things to keep in mind to leave both sides better off:
Don't interact with hate posts. Just don't. You don't want to see them, they don't want to see you. Even if your response is lighthearted, their animosity is not. They will feel frustrated regardless, and the grudge will only grow. And if they're being agressive, calm discussion most likely won't happen even if you're being polite. Just leave it, please.
Correct misinformation calmly. I completely get how it can be frustrating to see blatant lies and all, but with our reputation, people will not listen if you're being antagonistic. Provide sources, explain, and leave it at that.
Don't be hateful, send death threats, or assume privilege or whatever else. That's stepping into the same shoes of the people you hate. Misunderstandings go both ways, and the fact of the matter is, I think most people who dislike DSMP, even the ones who are agressive about it, don't have their stance rooted in maliciousness. To expand on why the situation became what it is today, taken from a discussion on discord:
I think it's just a combination of Dream growing so insanely quickly + how internet spaces have changed over the years. When ccs like jackstepticeye or pewdiepie etc. grew popular, activism wasn't as prevalent and held to such importance. Now it's thankfully more talked about, but that also leads to Dream being more scrutinized in comparision. Add twitter trends and the general prevalence of the fandom, and you've got everyone feeling tired and frustrated and paranoid. People also tend not to fact check stuff, especially when it comes to celebrities and stuff they're not really interested in, so rumors spread fast.
And actually, I think there's absolutely valid reasons to be made uncomfortable by Dream SMP, either in it's creators, content or fandom, and there is, of course, stuff to criticise in general. The problem is the hate and misinformation and overexposure, but we are not going to solve any of that by being aggressive in return.
(This is, by the way, not talking about more serious cases. Like doxxing, or leaving gore images in hashtags, or similar instances. That's a whole different complicated issue that I don't feel qualified to tackle.)
And finally, don't overwhelm outsiders who merely mention the Dream SMP. Don't send asks asking them to watch it, don't write paragraphs explaining the lore, don't confuse them with inside jokes, just... Don't jump on people like that. Unless they're explicitly clear in wanting interaction and getting into the fandom, that kind of thing will just drive them away. This is in no way exclusive to the Dream SMP fandom, pretty much every fandom has people enthiastic to have more people involved, but since there are so unbelievably many of us, it's especially easy to go overboard with this stuff. Just... be polite, and don't pressure anyone. Be nice, please.
So.... ya! This would be it for this one, I think. Sorry that it's kinda long, thank you if you read it at all. Hope y'all have pleasant days ^^
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Requested: Nope! Wrote this at school-
Pairing: CC!Georgex Gn!Reader! and CC!Sapnap x Gn!Reader!
Idea: Its yours and Georges anniversary and something happens
Tags/Warnings: None, Angst (?), Crying (?), Cheating! (If there are any warnings that I missed pls tell me!)
Word Count: 1370!
A/n: This is crappy sorry-
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“Do you know what today is?” You asked your boyfriend, George, who was on his computer playing with his friend.
“Uhh-Saturday?” He said confused, not turning to look at you.
You frowned ”Right….Sorry, I'm just out of it today”
“That's alright Love” He said, smiling at you, making you force a smile back.
It was your anniversary.
And George forgot.
Of course you're sad but….you just can't get mad at him….
You don't know why.
Maybe it's because he was so innocent about it?
Or because hes so cute?
Or maybe it was because hes so happy right now?
No...It was because you loved him.
But….Youve been together for almost two years now….He should know your guys’ anniversary by now, right?
You sighed, picking up your phone, and began scrolling through your messages with George.
You guys had talked about it for a month now….But it seems like he completely forgot about your guys' plans for today…..
You blinked back the tears in your eyes, not wanting to bring attention to yourself, and clicked out of Georges and your messages and clicked on Sapnaps.
Sapnap…..
He was your best friend…..
Ever since you met him you just clicked.
‘Hey….’ You texted him, waiting for a reply.
He wasn't playing with George, it was only him and Dream…
‘Sup!’
You smiled at his text, loving how he can always make you smile, no matter how down in the dumps you were.
‘Can I talk to u?’
‘Of course! Ill always listen :)’
‘Thxs :)’
‘So today is mine and Georges anniversary and….’
You paused, not sure if you should tell him.
‘Rlly?! Congrats Y/n!’
‘Wait….you don't seem so happy?’
‘Whats wrong? Did George do something?!’
‘Ummm….kinda?’
‘He….forgot…’
‘That son of a bitch’
You giggled, watching as Sapnap went on a rant, letting out all his anger on George.
‘.....I rambled didnt I?’
‘You did :)’
‘But that's ok! You made me feel a bit better'
“Darling?” You heard George ask, making you look up from your phone. “Who are you texting?”
“Just Sapnap” You said, smiling at him in reassurance. “Why?”
“Oh nothing!” He said, smiling back at you. “Just curious! You're a giggling mess!”
You blushed, hiding your head in your hands in embarrassment.
“Awwwww! Look how embarrassed you are” He teased, poking your leg.
“Stop it” You mumbled, glaring at him from behind your hands, making him chuckle.
George turned back to his computer, put his headset back on, and continued to play with Dream.
He felt like he was forgetting something….
It was probably nothing important, he decided and pushed the feeling aside.
Your phone buzzed, causing you to look down at it.
‘Y/n?’
‘You there?’
‘Ya Im here!’
‘Thought I lost you for a minute there’
You giggled again but stopped when you realized you were.
‘I am a giggling mess, aren't I?’ You questioned yourself, texting Sapnap back, a smile on your face.
George looked back at you to see you glued to your phone, making him frown.
‘George?’
George looked back at the game to see that he had died.
‘What?’ He snapped, causing Dream to let out a surprised noise.
‘Whoa Buddy! Are you ok?’
George huffed, clicking respawn.
‘Absolutely. Wonderful’ He seethed out, running back to the place he had died.
‘You don't sound so wonderful Gogy? Has something happened?’
George sighed, not sure if he should tell his friend.
‘Well-’ “George?” You asked, interrupting him. “Are you ok Darling?”
George looked back at you smiling. “Im fine Love, just...mad at the game”
“Ok…” You said, hesitance in your voice. “You're just yelling that's all.”
Georges eyes widened. “I-I am?!” He asked, looking at you then back at his screen.
“Mhm” You hummed, turning him around in his chair.
You carefully took his headphones off, hearing Dream question him if he was ok, and set them on his desk.
“Maybe that's enough Minecraft for today” You suggested, sitting on his lap. “Don't want you to get too mad”
George was freaking out.
You were sitting on his lap.
You.
“I-Uh-Ok-” He stuttered out, turning around in his computer and turning it off without saying goodbye to Dream.
You smiled down at him, causing him to blush even more. Leaning down you kissed his lips softly, making him blush and kiss you back shyly.
Pulling back, you rested your forehead against his.
“I love you” You mumbled, looking into Georges eyes.
“Love you too” He mumbled, kissing your nose, making you giggle.
You two sat there in silence, just looking into each others eyes.
It was nice.
Just sitting in each others embrace.
Well….Until Georges phone rang.
You sighed, reaching back and grabbing his phone from his desk.
You looked at the caller to see it was someone named…..Maya….
“Who's Maya?” You asked, hanging up on the girl.
Georges eyes widened…..He knows he made a mistake.
“It's uh…..It's my cousin?” He said, well more liked asked.
“Mhm” You hummed, getting off his lap and scrolling through this Mayas text messages with him.
‘When are you going to break u with her :(‘
I wanna be with youuuuu’
‘Soon Love. Soon’
“So….” You said, tears welling up in your eyes. “You where gonna break up with me?”
“What-” George said, quickly standing up. “What are you talking about? I would never!”
“Right.” You said sarcastically rolling your eyes as you threw his phone at him and began packing your bags. “That's why Maya, your ‘cousin’, asked when you were going to break up with me.”
George sucked in a breath, watching as you zipped your bag shut and left the room. “WAIT-IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!” He yelled, chasing after you.
“Whatever you say” You hissed, slipping your shoes on quickly and opening the door.
“I hope youre happy with Maya Bitch” You spat, slamming the door in Georges face, causing him to flinch.
“What have I done….” George mumbled to himself, hearing your car start up and drive away.
You sobbed, your anger finally vanishing and your sadness replacing it. “How could he do this to me….” You mumbled, stopping at a red light and picking up your phone to see him spamming you with apologies and ‘I love you’s.
You scoffed, wiping your tears as you called Sapnap, hoping he could help you or calm you down.
Connecting your phone to your car you set it down in a cupholder and waited for the light to turn green.
“Heeeello?” You heard Saps voice ring out in the car when the light turned green.
“Hey…” You said, your voice hoarse from crying,
“Whoa, what's wrong? You sound like you've been crying!”
“Because I have dimwit”
“.......Why?”
“Because George fucking cheated”
You seethed, some of your anger coming back.
“On some girl named Maya or whatever! And on our anniversary too!”
“Whoa calm down! He did what?!”
“He cheated….” You said, the situation sinking in again, causing the tears to come back.
“That motherfucker” Sapnap cursed, fumbling to get out of his bed and ready.
He didn't like this one bit.
He was going to yell at George none stop.
He hated to see you sad.
All because of a stupid feeling called love.
“Sap?” He heard Y/n ask from his phone.
“Sorry I was just getting ready!”
“That's ok but….Why are you getting ready?”
“Because someone's going to die today-”
“SAP! NO!”
“WHY NOT?! He cheated on you! He deserves to die-”
“As much as I want him to die, I don't want you to go to jail”
Sapnap huffed, setting down his phone on the kitchen counter.
How’d he get there so fast? No one will know.
“But-”
“But no! You will not go to jail!”
“Fine” He said, biting into a piece of toast.
“But what can I do?”
“You can let me stay with you”
Sapnap.ex has stopped working
“Wh-What?!” He asked, choking on his toast.
“Well, I need a place to stay….And I thought I could stay with you...It's ok if not-”
“Nononono-It's ok! I was just surprised!”
No duh.
He didn't expect you to ask if you could stay with him.
He was going to be the one to die.
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So uh.....hope you enjoyed it?
I fucking hate it so-
(Also if you want a pt. 2 just ask ig-)
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BAD DAYS!
Characters:: Katsuki | Izuku | Shōto | Kirishima
Wyntk:: gender neutral | headcannons | comfort
Summary:: You have a bad day but the boys are here to make it all better!
Katsuki!
->You may think that he doesn’t know when you’re having day but in reality he knows before you do.
->The only problem is that he doesn’t know how to handle or approach it.
-> So he really won’t say anything at first. Just kinda standing around you and looking at you but he eventually gets impatient.
-> Hell stand in front of you and bed down to you level tilting your chin up so you’ll look him straight in the eye. He wants you to know that he means every word he’s saying. And those ruby red eyes stare at you for a while before he starts speaking.
-> “Hey dumbass, you can talk to me. If there’s something bothering you just tell me, that’s what I’m here for.”
-> Surprisingly soft for him right? And not only that but he’s a great listener as well and won’t give you advice unless you ask for it.
-> He’ll make your favorite dish, give you your favorite hoodie of his and put on your favorite show or movie and just hold you since he’s not too good at words. But he’ll give you a lot more kisses during this time.
-> After your feeling better and go to sleep he goes to take care of whatever or whoever was making you feel bad. Feeling insecure? He’s writing notes to slip into your personal things and setting reminders to tell you something good about yourself.
-> Schools stressing you out? He’s doing all your work for you and preparing notes for you to make subjects easier. He’ll even talk to the teachers about some time extension if needed.
-> And if someone made you feel bad..well let’s just say that he got suspended for a good week. But he doesn’t care because absolutely no one messes with you and get away with it.
Izuku!
-> Lord have mercy, this boy get so anxious whenever your having a bad day. But how is he supposed to be calm when the love of his life isn’t happy. :(
-> So immediately the day becomes all about you. Please let his do things for you. Otherwise he’s just muttering about you non stop and will be stressed beyond belief.
-> “Hmm what’s wrong baby? Are you not having a good day today? I’m so sorry to hear that, is there anything that I can do? Doesn’t matter what it is I’ll do it so you can be happy again.”
-> Now as much as I love Izuku we all know how he has a tendency to meddle into people’s business and try to get to the root of the problem which can be very…annoying. But he’ll try his best not to do that. No matter how bad he wants to know what’s bothering you he won’t pester you about it.
-> So instead he’ll do everything to make sure your day isn’t anymore stressful and help you relax. Wether that be taking you out for a walk we’re it’s just the two of you.
-> Or giving you massages to help you wind down. And if you are stressed about something this boy has a shit ton of notes on deck ready to help you out with whatever you need.
-> This boy is big on praise. So he’ll make it his life mission to make sure that you’re not feeling insecure. You think you didn’t nail that hero move and you don’t deserve to be a hero? He’s going on a rant about all of his favorite moves of yours and how great of a hero you are.
-> And when I say all of his attention is on you I mean all of it. He could be in mid ramble but if he thinks you said somethings he immediately stops.
-> Spending the entire day with you. Kissing you hugging you. Letting you know how important you are to him. He might even take you to see his mom really quick just to be sure that he’s doing the right thing.
Shōto!
-> This boy also takes a minute to figure out that your having a bad day. But he studies you a lot in a non creepy way. (He just finds you interesting okay.)
-> So he just kinda goes hmm they seem off today. It doesn’t click until he tries to talk to you.
-> “Hey love are you doing alright?” “….I’m fine Shōto.” But the look in your eyes and in your posture say different. So he just leaves you be for the moment.
-> He takes a moment to think to himself about what exactly he should do to make you feel better. He tried his brother Natsou but he just told him that you’ll get over it. (I believe in daddy issues player Natsuo)
-> So obviously Shōto didn’t take his advice so he ended up thinking, If I was having a bad day what would I want from them? At first he thought that he would just want to be left alone. But Shōto has always been alone so that really wasn’t a choice for him.
-> If he was being completely honest he just wanted someone there with him. Not trying to like fix anything but just being there, almost like a security blanket or a stuffie that you had since childhood that always reminds you that it’s going to be okay.
-> So that’s what Shōto does for you! He goes to you and gives you one of them long warm hugs. Where you may just rock back a forth for a minute, with his hands rubbing your back and kissing your forehead.
-> For someone who’s not in touch with their emotions he’s doing an awfully good job on helping you out with your bad day. Holding your hand and rubbing your leg or back as a silent reminder that he loves you and he’s here for you.
-> Giving you your favorite drink or snack in hopes of relieving the stress of the day. Taking care of anything you mind need to get done so you can just relax and let all the heavy burdens roll of your shoulders.
-> He’ll even hum you the tune his mother used to hum to him back when he was younger. Yeah bad days with Shōto are actually the best days. (If someone messed with you he’ll most definitely give them frost bite without a doubt.)
Kirishima!
-> You may think he doesn’t notice right ways but he does. Your his best friend and he was able to tell that you were having a bad day from when you first woke up.
-> Now we all know that anger doesn’t phase this boy much so he can take some attitude. But he’ll try his best to make you feel better but in a silent way?
-> Like you think he doesn’t know about your bad day because he’s acting like he normally does but then your lunch is already paid for? And your water bottle is completely filled with water when you swore you were almost done with it. And all your chores are already done as well as your laundry being done and room clean.
-> “I knew you were having a bad day but I wanted to give you some space before our improv date night! Huh? Oh yeah that was me. I thought you could really use some help cheering you up!”
-> Ugh boyfriend of the year! He lets you paint his nails and do whatever you want to his hair. Before playing some games wether that be video games or board games. Then he sneaks you out to go for a walk and go stargazing.
-> And If there’s anything he didn’t do before he’s helping you do it know in hopes of real relieving some of the pressure of it.
-> And he’s still trying his best to make you laugh. This boy heart won’t stop beating out of worry until he hears you laugh once. And when you do he’ll give you a 1,000 kisses proclaiming his love for you.
-> His goal is to try to make you forget about anything that was bothering you, but if you want to talk about it he’s all ears and ready to listen. Hugging you close to him while you vent to him about everything that’s on your mind. And when your done he’ll give you the biggest and warmest hugs.
-> Also let’s say someone pissed you off. He’s already asking Bakugou to go full howlizer impact on them. And as much as he wants to help Bakugou your definitely more important. He can always get his punches in later.
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Oh oh oh! Hello! I have a request if it's okay? (Sorry if no haha I haven't really been on here these days) anyways... What about the brothers reacting to MC with anger issues?? :o thanks!
tDW it’s fine! - As someone with anger issues myself this definitely vibes with me lmfao I be angry af irl for no reason it’s weird
MC has Anger Issues!
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Lucifer
There’s a multitude of reasons to be angry at this fool. Try the times he’s attempted at your life, for example. Or being an insufferable asshole any other time.
Oh? You wanna go, human? He’s dealt with genuine anger issues from the Avatar of Wrath, and still holds some of that animosity himself. You think the Avatar of Pride will lose his cool in the face of one tiny angry human? That’s funny. If you truly can’t get yourself together then he’ll set up classes for you to do so. You’ll have to want to get better, but you can do it. Just keep that anger to yourself or there will be problems.
Mammon
Again with this guy, there are a multitude of reasons to be pissed. For example, him invading your privacy to steal something to sell it off. Never mind you not HAVING MUCH to begin with.
Well it’s not like he’s not used to people shitting on him. It kinda hurts if it’s coming from you, though. He knows you’re just as explosive as Satan, but you aren’t petty. Will you apologize to him, or will he apologize first? Can you even get THE GREAT MAMMON to apologize!? Well... if he really did upset you, he will. He does love you after all. Being a sensitive guy means he’ll probably take what you say to him in your fit of rage, personally. Just... be careful with this one, kay?
Leviathan
Him invalidating how you feel can be a reason to piss you off. He doesn’t seem to grasp the fact that you ARE HIS BEST FRIEND and that maybe... maybe you’re in love with him too. So stop calling yourself yucky, you’re insulting my tastes!!!
Oh yeah, and this fucking one too. He’s not used to people being mad at him. Ignoring his rambles and rants, sure, but angry? Holy fuck what did he even do? Whatever it is, he’s sorry. Just don’t hate him please? Please. You’re his best (and only) friend. No one else will actually spend time with him. He needs you in his life, please.
Satan
There are a lot of reasons you could be pissed off at Satan. He’s mean, he’s petty, and he’s always on the grind to irritate Lucifer despite all he does for the family. He could have very well snapped at you a few times too. It’s inevitable. It’s his very nature.
He’s ready to take it, and dish it back out. You two will probably need to seek help together if there’s anything salvageable between you after a fight. One does not think too rationally when caught in their rage, and you know how to push Satan’s buttons. Be careful of violence, as long as you don’t swing on him, he won’t swing on you.
Asmodeus
Him being so self centered and self important is... aggravating to say the least. You want him to stop being so in love with himself, and to stop trying to shove his beauty in everyone else’s face. He’s not even that hot.
It scares him, honestly. He wants to keep his distance because when you’re angry, you’re almost worst than Satan. It’s hard to be near you when you get like this, and it’s even harder to get you to calm down. He just wishes you’d calm down and stop being so angry at him. It’s even more unfortunate that charming you doesn’t work. Otherwise he would do that just to keep you calm.
Beelzebub
There’s a lot of problems with his eating. He’ll take your food, and although he will admit to it and apologize promptly afterwards, it would still piss you off. You understand a sin is hard to control when you embody it, but he should learn some self control too.
He tries his hardest to be understanding and nice. But he is one of the two babies in the family. He wouldn’t cry in front of you, he’s worried that might make you feel bad when you’re genuinely angry for a good reason. He would cry by himself, or to one of his brothers about it, and make them promise not to tell. Whether they keep that promise or not is up to them. He does feel genuinely remorseful about whatever he’s done to upset you, and would want to make it up to you as soon as possible.
Belphegor
He’s so fucking lazy. Not to mention what he’s done to you in the attic. He’s a bratty, mischievous little shit and doesn’t deserve to be babied. You want to give him a taste of his own medicine, and you’ll do it in style.
Oh you two go at it. It’s almost unbearable sometimes. Beel hates it, and wants you two to stop arguing. Sometimes he, or one of the other brothers, have to pull you two apart because you won’t... shut... up? You have some heavy hitters for the Avatar of Sloth, and he may or may not get a little too heated and do something he may regret. Anger issues be damned, you two need to stay far away from each other.
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