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soranihimawari · 6 months

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Piece by Piece

A singleparent!au featuring Kita Shinsuke & one kickass paralegal!reader (y/n-san)

Kita is going to be a bit bitter, a bit unkind, and ultimately comes around to knowing that whether or not he steps up to the plate as a parent or not, yn will be there for the child no matter what.

Rating: T/M (teen to mature because of theme)// angst -> fluff

Pairing: Kita Shinsuke x One Night Stand// Kita x Lawyer YN

Word count: tbd

because in another timeline, this kid is definitely either a gojo or a kita...lolol

it's the holidays in your office in an extremely small town. not very many lawyers typically drive by the open rice fields and farmlands for the city outskirts of hyogo, yet here you were in your little station wagon with a sleeping toddler in the backseat. the little guy was so beat after a long day of paperwork, packing, and travel. he was no older than three and a half, his mother surrendered her rights as she had been scouted abroad and could not find anyone to take her son in. the issue was the kid, who was both an accident and a surprise, happened when she asked her former neighbor from middle school to have this one night stand right before college graduation.

it was an odd thing to hear since usually by that time, people would either have confessed their harboring crushes between middle school and college, yet you can clearly see time was of the essence. the son, or in this case, keita-kun (or 'kk' as you affectionately called him), was the result of such a one night stand. you read and re-read the file so many times, you were flabbergasted to find out you had to travel to your own roots to visit an old friend. would the rice farmer with sharp features and even stricter self-discipline believe your story? would he turn you away at the bitter mention of his one night stand counterpart?

you pause your what-ifs worse case scenario spiral at the stop light right before making the left turn to the rice paddies of one kita-farms. checking your rearview mirror, you see the boy still asleep in his child safety seat, clutching a little plush rabbit which you had bestowed upon him to be brave in the courtroom when his mother had basically legally abandoned him. you stepped in as a guardian on behalf of the prefecture and it's laws regarding minors. however, you think visiting an old friend during an impromptu alumni reunion trip is probably not the best idea, yet it was the only idea. you don't know how, but sunarin and even under the tutelage of ojiro aran, you were coerced to bring the tyke with you.

so, on a friday night, at 18:57 sharp, you pull into the driveway of kita's family home. there's a willow tree the family had planted for his now deceased obaa-san, and you look up beyond the dashboard to the sky, praying she'd guide you somehow from beyond. the little boy stirs, and you gently call his name to him as you get out of the car to open the rear passenger door. by the way, the station wagon you drove was a repurposed police car thanks to your cousin from miyagi winning the police academy auction. regardless, you wake keita a little more. looking now at him, there is no way in disputing the child is kita shinsuke's direct offspring: naturally dualtoned hair; golden eyes; tanned skin from playing outside; the nose of the woman who birthed him (the only featured keita inherited from her); and such a calm demeanor.

"remember keita, if you ever feel uncomfortable, you come running to me and i'll protect you," you say gently to him, unfastening his seatbelt.

"even if papa doesn't like me at first?" keita asks. his voice is so quaint, but you know it's filled with worry and nerves.

"mmhm, but i wouldn't count on him not wanting you," you say. "do you want me to carry you inside?"

keita nods, yawning a little more. "arigatou lawyer-san."

inside, the gathering is in full swing when you knock on the door. atsumu greets you first with the door swinging wide open and silence befalls the living room.

"you had a kid?" atsumu asks bewildered. "why does he look like kita...?... oh my god."

"miya atsumu, this boy isn't mine," you sigh. "he's my responsibility if..."

you scan the room and see kita look paler than normal.

"if his father doesn't want him. his mother surrendered her rights to be his relative five months ago. we couldn't get his birth records from the hospital he was born in burned down a few weeks into the shut down from 2020..."

the door is shut behind you, keita turns to look around the room. there's so many guys he feels overwhelmed by their size he curls back into you and is a little withdrawn, but he observes with his eyes. he takes into account who you're close to. you're offered a seat by sunarin who asks the boy's name.

"how rude of me, sorry kk. guys, this is keita. go on, you can say hello, yeah?"

keita nods and he pushes himself off me, yet he sits in my lap a bit and repreats: "hi i'm keita." to everyone in the room.

we all wait until kita's reaction to having me hold his child registers in his mind.

"i'm kitashin," is all kita says to us both before announcing the firepit should be hot enough to start grilling, so he leaves.

"kita?" you hand keita to sunarin for a bit since he's good with kids and keita seemed comfortable with your best friend within the group. "keita, stay with sunarin. i'm sure you'd love to hear all the stories about the chuppets bets we did as kids, yeah?"

"mmk," keita smiles softly and i kiss his forehead and suna gives me a hopeful look. the rest of the guys do too.

"kita's pissed," atusmu whispers lowly to his brother and gintama.

"but my question is, why did y/n-san take the case? did the one night stand lady trust y/n-san only to tell kita all this?" ojiro asks.

"...mama didn't like me very much," keita says holding his rabbit plushie tighter. "she said i was a mistake."

"kid, that's a little dark," suna replies holding the boy a little closer.

"but y/n-san said i wasn't a mistake, so she asked me if i wanted to get away from the city hall and mr judge said it's ok, so i went," keita sniffles a bit and five former volleyball teammates (two of which were headed to the next world's competition) calm down a very anxious three year old.

the twins and suna try to cheer him up and eventually the rest also so, filling keita’s head of stories of yesteryear when we were all carefree and foolish.

meanwhile, you chase down kita outside in his family patio. he stares at the charcoals and watches the fire crackle and burn the embers into the atmosphere. he places a few ears of corn on the grill top when you are clocked by his peripheral.

"how could you not tell me?" kita's voice is shaken and a bit perturbed. “did you ever think to—?!”

"she asked me not to," your calm demeanor persuades him to exchange a look with you. "it would be a breach of contract, you know that in my line of work it’s binding!”

you cross your arms over your chest and huff out a breath. running was not your strong suit, but you approach the fire and the man in front of it wondering what changed to have him be this harsh.

"you're just deflecting," he is angry, his voice is even in tonality.

an unbelievable thought occurred in your head. was the news that jarring for kita perhaps he’d never want to be involved with his boy’s life? the responsibility too great on his profitable farming shoulders would make him suffer a loss, not a gain? who was he to tell you about deflecting? you’re doing the best you can to, but at least you wouldn’t leave keita and others like him in his kid-sized shoes—kita seemed like he was weighing those options in his head.

"me?" you scoff. "i wasn't the one who called my office and told me he thinks he made a mistake with a woman he barely even acknowledged in middle school!"

that was a low blow and you know it. the ammunition in your tone registers as something kita rarely called someone.

"you're bitter," kita almost bites back a laugh.

"...? why do you think that?"

"you're bitter because i had a one night stand with someone who wasn't you, who’d never be you."

"excuse me?”

your voice cracked as you winced at what he said. turning your way, kita sees the face of an old friend who has literally moved mountains in unwanted foster children’s cases; someone who puts themselves last in case their friends needed support; and the words that wound the psyche are transparent.

the truth hurts, it stings like a wasp to the heart. immediately, kita picks up reality of the harshness of his words and he sees the tears well up in your eyes. quivering but steady, you give up for today and being the peacekeeper you were normally perceived to be, you wipe your face twice as tears of frustration fall down the cheeks kita missed for so much longer than his pride would like to admit, you tell him to not come closer as he starts his apology.

“you said enough, kita. i won’t push any more—keita’s going to be staying with me a while.”

you turn on your heels and before you leave the farmer to tend to his grilled corn, you leave him with this knowledge:

"kita keita, three years old. born in the spring equinox. birth weight was six pounds, four ounces. currently 3.5 years old and 36 inches tall…h-he’s allergic to nothing,” kita sees you struggling with some of the words, but you continue. “keita is strong willed and quiet. loves to chase rabbits and it’s kind to strangers. he met me on the porch of the boys’ home in tokyo when hanma broke up with me and keita gave me the rest of his gummy bears... umm… he is an avid reader although he’s younger than most kids who can. adores the smell of rain after a sunshower...”

your shoulders slump as you deflate, not registering how with every insight you give kita, he’s moving closer to only be out of your reach by centimeters that turn to a few feet when you put the final nail in this conversation:

“i just thought you might want to know more about your son before i sign the legal guardian papers since neither of his parents wanted to take him in and consider his existence a mistake or inconvenience of the universe when really all he needs is someone who deserves the chance to raise him properly with a good heart even in the worse circumstances."

seconds after you leave kita's patio, he sees you walk back into his living room through the sliding glass door, pick up keita from suna's lap. you explain things weren’t going to work out here, the others you’re with were giving you some suggestions on what to do or wonders what happens now? keita, empathetically hugs you tighter when he seemed to settle on your hip, turning his back toward where his father stood, watching you comfort his boy saying soft words.

a few minutes go by and you’re shown the door by ojiro this time.

“kita’ll come around. give him time, yn.”

you nod when you’re handed a a soda and juice box to go by the others, you walk toward your car. kita is sprinting toward you coming from the side door of his family home. keita's in your arms telling you a friend who looks like him is running after you both. you close your eyes and pause your walk a bit before hearing the foot steps of kita slightly jogging behind you both.

"huh?" you shift keita on your hip when kita slows to meet you. "come to yell at me again?"

kita shakes his head, "no."

"then what are you here for?"

keita looks between his birth father and you. the story in his little head isn't like the disney movies he saw at the foster home. it rarely ever is, yet when keita sees kita press his forehead against yours and his arms pull you three closer together, keita visibly relaxes. kita holds you both very close and he chooses his path.

"i'd want to take care of keita," kita says against your cheek. "with you."

"...can we think about this tomorrow over coffee? i have to check in to our hotel on fourth street and third avenue. stop by the lobby at 8a.m.?"

"deal."

[[one month later]]

kita waits with you after keita's fever landed him in the pediatric emergency room. you never had to deal with keita's fevers being so high during flu season. panicked and frightened, you called kita, who thankfully decided to meet you at the hospital clinic. kita calms you down while keita is heard coughing and wheezing.

"he was just fine a few hours ago, and i thought the fever reducer would worked. and-and-i didn't know who else to call," you pace and kita, bless him, holds your shoulders and tells you you did good.

"...the rest is up to keita," kita holds you and you break down because this kid of his has been through enough. you made sure keita at least goes to spend time with kita at least twice a week since your coffee appointment that time in hyogo. keita has seen so much and learned about the life cycle of plants and he never wants to leave once his father tells him you're on the way.

presently, once keita is sedated and situated in his little bed, the doctors walk out of the room to speak with the next of kin.

"i'm his legal guardian, this is his father, doctor," you introduce yourself to each other.

"what's wrong with my boy?" kita asks, you realize his voice trembles, so like any old friend would do, you hold his hand, squeezing the sides of it in a supportive manner.

"keita's fever was very, very high. bringing him here post ice bath was a good idea... um. i hope pronounce this right, y/n-san?"

"mmhm."

the doctor continues to explain that keita has a respiratory infection that can be treated by amoxicillin or the equivalent of it. you need to stay overnight as the legal guardian, since your name matched all the paperwork for keita.

"however, can i get a copy of his records?" you inquire. "i'm a family lawyer by trade and i want to make sure keita-kun was well taken care of by his mother before she abandoned him?"

kita turns to look at you bewildered his counterpart during the probable first and single memorable time he's ever had sex with someone was with a person who would consider a child an unfortunate mistake.

"yes, yes i can. let me call records and have them print out a copy for you both, ok?" doctor nods before he heads down to another patient room post giving us the ok to go into keita's room.

keita's peacefully sleeping in his superhero pajamas, his little body buried beneath the blankets keeping him cool and warm at a healthier temperature. you move to sit on his bed and kita takes the rollaway chair and he looks between you and his boy.

"irina-chan abandoned him?" kita is mortified.

"she surrendered her parenting rights," you correct. "i came to pick up keita the night before driving to your place last month...i didn't remember that the rest of the old team were coming over too until ojiro and suna told me."

there were steady beeps of keita's vitals echoing in the room. bold numbers illuminate the screen.

"y'know he called me the guardian star once," you chuckle a little. "it was after we met for the first time and i was letting him play in the playground of the boys' home in tokyo a little later than most kids."

kita is bemused by this.

"guardian star, huh?"

you nod. "you think you can do one better?"

"sure can: glue."

"glue? i'm not a school supply, kita."

"yn, you stuck with him when he needed an adult the most. i bet irina-chan would have lost her mind if she had to take him here..."

"even when you weren't sure you wanted to take him in?"

kita nods, "but that's changed. clearly."

keita stirs a bit and he opens his bronzed eyes.

"hey buddy," you brush his hair out of his face. "ya gave us quite a scare."

"mm...?"

"go back to sleep, keita-kun," you curl a finger and stroke his soft cheek and he pulls himself back to slumberland. you whisper the next part of the conversation that needed to be had with kita.

"last night, he asked me why i wasn't with you. can you believe that? keita loves it when you and i are near, have you noticed how he’d run into my apartment the several times you walked us to our door? i’m wondering if does it on purpose to see if you’re going to make a move or not…”

you shake your head at the audacity of this kid asking you to ask kita something that personal.

"well, why aren't you?" kita looks up at you and you freeze. "you already are taking great care of my boy while i sort my own problems out, but the kid's got a point. why aren’t you with me?”

you stay silent, but you hum a lullaby kita didn’t realize you memorized. he is stunned as keita leans closer to you and nudges you in his sleep and you pat his hair to the side, a hand on his chest when you sing the last note: “…and i will stay.”

“granny sang that to me,” he sighs, leaning down on the bed and he looks up at you, the light framing my outline. “you memorized it?”

“had to when keita asked me about how you were as a child…and to answer your question: you never asked me to stand with you shinsuke. i would have stayed back home in hyogo too if you asked me to before i left to pursue law school on scholarship.”

kita is thrown off by the nonchalant way you say you would have stayed when he tried to find the words at twenty years old to ask you to stay—his granny was dying and when she passed, he felt he needed to have some emotions be brought back to him. it’s why when irina, keita’s mother decided not to tell anyone about her boy’s father, returned she offered to make kita feel things again. sex was simply transactional and perhaps in his grief, he was a bit unsafe trusting the word of the woman who would birth his child only to abandon him to pursue her own dreams abroad.

“say it again,” kita now stands in front of you. you honor he maneuvered up out of his chair, cheeks a tinted hue; he seemed determined again about something you said so you repeat the first part and you hone in he wants to say his name again. kita observes the way your lips formulate the syllables of his name; it’s hypnotizing to him. you say keita’s name so effortlessly and kissed with a kindness kita didn’t know he missed.

“say what again? …oh? did you want me to say …your name?shinsu—mm?”

kita doesn’t know when it happens and neither do you, but he suddenly found himself pressing his lips against yours seemingly lighting his dimly lit world into one of technicolor. his hands stay close to your face, steadying your neck when your lips linger each other’s.

“s-shinsuke…why?”

your voice is barely above a whisper and you feel him press his forehead against yours like the first night he ran around his house to stop you from leaving. his hand holds yours just as tightly, if not tighter than when he held his sleeping son’s hand in the bed behind you.

“i never noticed how my name could sound when someone who loves me says it.”

you chuckle, remembering that was what one of the hot topics your group chat with the boys™️ from inarizaki sent back as a reply to your question of how to confess after almost a decade and a half of wondering if their former captain ever felt the same about you.

“i’ll say your name for as long as this,” taps his chest. “stays true.”

kita nods before you slide your lips atop his and come the following morning, keita wakes to see you asleep bridal style on his father’s lap on the recliner provided in the room, your head pressed against kita’s chest.

“win for lawyer-san and papa! yesss!” keita whispers to himself and in true toddler fashion, finds the nearest cell phone and somehow takes ten plus photos of you asleep in kita’s hold.

[[three months later]]

courts make you confidence. holding court, makes you nervous. however, being a client for another half of a custody case is quite interesting. the judge and adjudicator of the case for keita's parentage looks between you and kita from her bench. keita has fully adjusted into being a part of kita's life and vice versa. sure, there are growing pains and other hurdles you're sure to help out, yet, here you three were, ready to become a family unit.

"...if no one objects, then i rule this case, file 4323, legal guardianship and parenting rights instated of kita keita, be awarded to y/n, yn and kita shinsuke. congratulations everyone."

you had stayed up late the night before typing out the case notes and kita finds you in the kitchen while he let you stay the night. he makes you some chamomile tea before asking you why you're so adamant about following this through.

"because i aged out the system at seventeen," you say nonchalantly. "i aged out the system and remembered all the cases like keita's. and i'm doing this out of the love and respect i have of you although you almost lost it when i sprung keita's existence to you. you've earned it back ever since that night in the pediatric e.r. with him. you stayed and changed my opinion on you as a father figure. keita needs his father."

"but he also needs his lawyer advocate too," kita chuckles before taking a sip of his tea as well.

in the present, kita keita, now four years old, walks down the street of the family courthouse, grasping the hands of his newly-minted parents. somewhere else in hyogo, inside a house, a huge vase of forget-me-knots is tied with a ribbon addressed to you along with a long overdue question that needed to be answered with a tearful yes and even more prominent kiss.

#sora after hours #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst

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ichayalovesyou · 2 years

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Star Trek Captains but it’s their D&D Classes

Captain James T. Kirk: Bard, College of Valor/Swords

Dude’s primary information gathering and self defense tactic is to flirt with the unknown/enemy. He makes really dramatic speeches and is notoriously well read. He’s also got an estranged child which such a stereotypical bard thing to have lmao. Maybe he took a couple levels in Fighter to bolster his Bardic abilities, or maybe Monk because… Kirk-fu.

Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Wizard, School of Divination

No doubt about it. He’s got that archaeology and ancient history background, tends to Captain based strongly on his intelligence. His adventures tend to be cerebral and mindfucky and occasionally very dry when the writing is meh. His prevailing character motivation is curiousity, which can be said for all Star Trek captains but him especially.

Captain Benjamin Sisko: Cleric, War Domain

Of the Prophets, obviously, he’s got all that Emissary business going on and is seen as a religious figure by the majority of Bajor and the Prophets give him visions, ensured he would be born, and have a plan for him which he reluctantly follows. War domain because I mean… DS9 is a post-war/war drama and Sisko’s character and actions are irrevocably influenced by that fact.

Captain Katherine Janeway: Ranger, Horizon Walker

Her primary goal is to shepherd her crew through extremely alien and difficult territory, what could possibly be more Ranger-y than that? She equips herself and her ship with cobbled together alien technologies completely unknown to the rest of Starfleet and survives dangers equally foreign. Horizon Walkers guard and are influenced by the ley lines of the dimensional barriers they protect, Janeway is no different!

Captain Johnathan Archer: Fighter, Battle Master

The most textbook Fighter energy I have ever witnessed. This guy has so much just-some-guy energy (both affectionate and derogatory) that he makes everyone else incredibly exciting for being even a little different. This dude is the Soldier 76 of Star Trek, he’s trying really hard to be like, curious and progressive but falls back on his militaristic nature a bit too much at times. He’s just trying to hold this gaggle of geniuses and drama queens together and I can’t really fault him for that.

Captain Michael Burnham: Rogue, Inquisitor

Ferocious and curious with a bit of a morally complex volatility that makes her seem alone even when she’s in a crowd. Stereotypical dark/edgy backstory that ties her to a beloved character from the franchise. Principles are precious to her because she learned the cost of forsaking them the hard way. Which also makes her really good at piercing through bullshit even though she’s still working through a looooooot of her own. Love that for her.

Captain Christopher Pike: Paladin, Oath of Devotion

Absolutely overpowering Paladin vibes, he couldn’t possibly be anything else. This guy almost literally functions like a D&D Paladin within the narrative of Star Trek it’s kind of nuts! Even the default tenets of that Paladin oath are really close to Pike’s “service, sacrifice, compassion, and love” mantra! Part healer, charisma caster (aura of courage much??), part kickass combat class. Starfleet’s poster boy, principled lawful good occasionally to a fault.

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 6 months

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Grinding (2) Masterlist

part one

1990 (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton M, 13k

Summary: “I don’t like guys, Luke” Ashton whispered tentatively against the blonde’s pulsing throat. “But you like me?” the younger boy muttered back, his heart pounding in his chest and his eyes slipping closed in anticipation. “Yes, I like you a lot.”

Or the one where two working-class boys from Manchester fall in love, but will society’s perception of ‘normal’ stop them from being together?

Attraction Confirmed (ao3) - ConfusedPython michael/luke T, 6k

Summary: Drinking together on Halloween. There's no way in hell that can go wrong, except that it can. And when it does secrets aren't always well hidden. But love always shines through.

Don’t need candles and cake, just need your body (ao3) - antisocialhood michael/luke E, 5k

Summary: It’s Luke’s birthday and Michael just wants to make him smile, just wants to see Luke squirming under him with needy gasps and tiny sounds, just wants to stop playing around his feelings.

(don't) Shut the fucking door (ao3) - JetBlackHeart calum/ashton, michael/luke E, 3k

Summary: The fic where Ashton spends the majority of the time yelling, and Calum spends the majority of the time touching himself.

Down with Drumsticks (ao3) - felixandtae luke/ashton N/R, 3k

Summary: Luke wasn’t even the kinky one. Not in the way that he thought of the kinks; he only liked them when Ashton asked to try them. So, he had no idea why he was so insistent on fucking Ashton with his drumsticks.

(or basically this hasn’t been done with Ashton being fucked and it was a long time waiting and i’m impatient)

Grind On Me (ao3) - flowercrownmikey michael/luke T, 3k

Summary: Hotel Room Smut where Muke discover themselves.

If you wanted honesty (ao3) - screamtobeheard (orphan_account) michael/luke E, 5k

Summary: “I just wish you would be honest for once, like speak your mind. You lie too damn much,” he had said annoyed. “You and me both,” he had answered. Oh how badly he wanted to take that back now. It has been only a day and he’s not sure if this stays forever or if it’s some damn curse because he can’t fucking lie.

or where Michael can't lie and Luke likes to take advantage of that

I'll Take What I Can Get (ao3) - dafeedil michael/luke, michael/ofc E, 18k

Summary: The one where Luke and Michael are best friends that use each other for sex, but two totally different reasons, and eventually it turns toxic for everyone involved.

It Was Only A Kiss How Did It End Up Like This? (ao3) - mainestage calum/ashton, michael/luke T, 3k

Summary: Cashton kiss. Angst ensues.

Loose Lips Have Sunk This Ship (ao3) - antisocialhood michael/luke, calum/ashton M, 29k

Summary: It was funny how Luke found himself striving to impress Michael, doing anything to gain the older boys attention. It was pitiful and made his cheeks heat up, but shit, he just couldn't help himself.

~~~

Or the one where Luke's on Senior Week and Michael's doing everything Luke was told not to do, and somehow he finds himself tangled up with a boy that doesn't want commitment, just sex.

no control (ao3) - dazedlight (opinionoutpost) luke/calum, side michael/ashton E, 5k

Summary: Michael and Ashton have way too much loud sex, and Calum and Luke decide to make their displeasure known.

(Or a random fic based very loosely off that scene in Easy A where Emma Stone has fake sex with that dude from A Cinderella Story. Yup.)

Silver and Gold (ao3) - orphan_account michael/calum, side luke/ashton E, 40k

Summary: Michael was convinced he was normal. Until, he realized that he was as far from normal as possible. Thrust into a world he'd been forced to forget with powers he doesn't want, Michael is forced to figure out that being the Savior isn't all its cracked up to be, especially when every creature he didn't know existed is counting on his to win a long fought war. But, with a cute , not entirely human boy and two kickass Valkyries, Michael might just be able to save the world and get the boy. (Considering people stop trying to kill him first.)

starboy (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton E, 79k

Summary: Ashton is quite miserable, so when his friends take him on vacation to cure him of his sorrows, the universe sends him a star made of innocence that is meant to be ruined.

step out into the wild (ao3) - irwah michael/ashton E, 14k

Summary: '“Have you always been this clingy? You definitely weren’t this annoying when you were sixteen.”

Michael grunts and drags Ashton’s hand into his hair. “Only ‘cause I thought you were hot and didn’t wanna scare you away.”

Ashton’s relieved that Michael can’t see the blush on his cheeks, however the tail end of his fond look is caught by a damp Calum who’s smirking at the end of his sun lounger.'

Or: bintang bros become bintang boyfriends

The Only Thing That Works For Me (ao3) - flowercrownmikey michael/luke T, 9k

Summary: Ignore Ash and Cal, getting hard on stage wasn't the worst thing that could've happened. Besides, your dick didn't exactly look small so that's a silver lining? -Mikey.

That's how it had started. Just a little note taped onto the wall of his bunk complimenting the size of his dick. A true love story, really.

OR/ Michael and Luke send each other dirty notes but are completely platonic in person (…at first.)

This is the road to ruin. (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton T, 10k

Summary: Luke is seventeen. Of course he's going to want to experiment with boys. But Ashton didn't expect Luke to want to experiment with him. He also didn't expect to fall completely head over heels for the boy from the on. But shit happens.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #5sos #5 seconds of summer #grinding #smut #sex tw #grinding masterlist #masterlists

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nat-of-personifs · 3 months

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Y’all know that new unVeiled about the Katharsys Music Festival that got posted to the wiki??? I squealed when Vanguard was mentioned (middle of English class smh smh) but also. Think about them. (I made a random decision and my 6500 child is now nonbinary btw use whatever pronouns you like for them they have days where they feel more boy and days they feel more girl and days they are an agent of chaos, do not bother them in their machinations.) I really like that the festival is called Katharsys, I’m not sure if it was intentional but it sounds like catharsis??? which is just fun.

And then Ira and Matti both sitting in on the fourth festival in person like we are here to supervise and ARREST SOME FUCKIN PARACRIMINALS and do either of them care about the kickass music?? of course not Ira had fucking headphones on.

And then there’s Vanguard. Why do you want to go with your crowd control contingent in person good sir ma’am mixer?? Yeah there are PEOPLE THERE and this guy needs human touch and exchange and conversation or their little extroverted ass will get so sad and I want to pinch their cheeks again so BADLY help I need to draw them sneaking snacks on duty I just wanna pinch their cheeks helpppppppppppppp

I just wanna pinch a boi’s cheeks okay??? Look at that. Face. LOOK AT IT

Okay anyway come on dude we know you just want to vibe. How do. How do the pataphysicists stop y’all from ascending to a higher narrative level. Just curious. Esterberg and Eurtec are kinda both there in person ofc so is Lighthouse-120 (Vanguard’s mother!! not Ira she’s a hater /hj) they’re vibing too it’s probably really awkward between Esterberg and Eurtec dirty dirty Coalition girl except they’re also making Illicit Deals. I’m trying to figure out how exactly the Blood and Gold districts work for Eurtec, does Blood have a subavatar??? In any case Esterberg’s way more chill with Blood. She’d beat up Gold. Matti probably beats Eurtec tbh not gonna lie ma’am don’t act like you’re not the Powers That Be in a cyberpunk dystopia although considering everyone’s watching you now it’s probably a bit less dystopia and a bit more cyberpunk but still, y’ain’t exactly being a very good mother there with those enforcers and all f you f you.

I want to think more about Matti beating Eurtec at some point WHY IS THERE SO LITTLE LORE ON EURTEC IM SO SAD AHSID)MASJIDSNAKSKSMM I WANT TO DRAW HER LIKE MINTAII CLAD IN GOLD JEWELRY AND RAGS AND BARELY STANDING UPRIGHT BUT COALITION’S GOLDEN CHILD AS LONG AS YOU CAN’T SEE HER LEGS EURTEC EURTEC EURTEC

But yes Esterberg is on her home territory and she could not be happier. Katharsys is one hell of a blood transfusion. She does some shit with the password system maybe makes it silly or something

no Eurtec we do not talk about what happened with the f I f t h Katharsys. There’s a big starfish shaped dent in one of her prosthetics

wait apparently the seventh Katharsys is supposed to happen this year why does the publishing date say 2028?? AUTHOR

I also think 3Ports and some others will be there bc Tattle Antlers and stuff and also because it’s an opportunity for them to Gather Together And Vibe as personifs. Vanguard will congratulate Ports on that one time she whacked Ira over the head with a protest sign (Anderson. Also Esterberg has that picture framed on her wall)

WAIT SHIT HAVE I EVER MENTIONED THAT 120 LIVED WITH ESTERBERG FOR A BIT?? like those two oddest roommates of all time. Weird little upstart Site and 1000 year old city whose mother is the remnants of the *good* Fae queen.

also also also there are still spiderweb cracks on Esterberg’s body from Ira flushing most of the Fae up a chimney (4000, Ralliston’s Proposal) and Katharsys helps with that. I think. The cracks melded back stronger but they’re still scars damnit

#child abuse mention #scp foundation #I would be sorry to the other authors if they ever found the single Vanguard fanatic on tumblr and realized #I talk Like This #but cringe is dead #and we are free #no return vanguard #the boy of scp 6500’s better timeline #Christ I gotta update that tag #personifposting #NTJ #I’m sorry but I do talk like this irl

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kingproteus · 11 months

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What’s PMDD then?

Informational post by a post-hysto trans guy :) (btw terfs fuck off and burn in hell)

For me, PMDD was a circular pattern of my mood randomly going to shit, and pulling my life in after it. I’d then, for reasons unclear to me pre-diagnosis, have a few days (normally three or four) where I felt really good. I hadn’t noticed this circle followed my cycle for most of my early to late teens, because why would it? I’d never been told about PMDD, and all the uterus-havers in my family had the same issues I did.

I went through doctors, was cleared for bpd, borderline, asd, adhd, ibs, high blood pressure, and finally was settled into the “depression” and “anxiety without social anxiety” camps. Yay.

Of course, when I put the pieces together at 16 or so, it became clear to me that PMDD was the reason for this. The monthly times at which my life got shittier and shittier were placed before my period started, and evened out when I got my period, and went away a few days before my period ended. Then I had a few days of feeling good, a few days of feeling just okay, and then it was back to hell.

The first doctor I went to about my PMDD diagnosis immediately diagnosed me. She said it was obvious I had it. It was crazy, I had expected a fight over it.

This, of course, made getting on antidepressants a stupid hard task. I’d go on something and think it was working, but jokes on me that was just my PMDD letting up. Or I’d switch meds in a panic only to realize my extreme depression was my PMDD fucking me over.

In the end, I just got a laparoscopic hysterectomy with ovarian removal. I’m about two weeks post-op now, and I feel better than normal. I’m back to jogging and doing all my normal stuff. 10/10 surgery.

So… why the fuck does PMDD do this?

I’m obviously not an expert, just a sufferer, but the basic reason is my body freaks out when my hormones fluctuate. My body couldn’t figure out that my sex organs were doing a natural cyclical job, one they did every month. So my body went on high alert. People can have a mix of physical and emotional symptoms. Extreme depression, difficulty concentrating and remembering stuff, anxiety, insane back pain, some people even have worse vision.

When I got on T at 15, my symptoms were lessened by 50%. It HALVED my symptoms. It was a godsend. Seriously, I can’t stress what a good decision it was for me.

As it’s only been a few weeks for me, I can’t speak to how hysterectomy has effected me. I’ll definitely write some follow up posts about it all once I’ve gathered my thoughts.

The reason I post all this is because I’ve spent my whole fucking life, well, since I was 9 and got my first period, feeling like the only fucking trans guy with PMDD in the whole world. This shit was confusing, all the experts didn’t know what to do with me and my T levels, and I wasn’t welcome or comfortable in any PMDD-specific space.

It felt like shit, and I was lonely, and I literally only realized I had it 3 years ago.

Being a trans guy can already be an insanely lonely experience, but being a trans guy with a VERY uterus-specific problem even more so. But I’m done being embarrassed about it, or assuming people will use it to discredit my identity.

I’m just posting this because I want my account of it SOMEWHERE. Just to say that being a trans dude with PMDD is survivable, and normal, and fine. I’ve a good life and a great boyfriend and a kickass family. If my nine year old self could see me now he’d be amazed.

But yeah, shit gets better and PMDD can go fuck itself right beside my ovaries in the medical waste dumpster at the hospital.

#PMDD #Trans #trans pmdd #living with pmdd #fuck pmdd #pmdd awareness #mlm #transmasc #disability

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cobbbvanth · 2 years

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tap dancing baby colin / nightclub girl boss nadja / guillermo mystery phone boyfriend "i love you" / laszlo with red highlights in his hair / marwa being adorable / guillermo looks like an orc / nandor djinnwishing for his wife-to-be to stay home / nandor and guillermo telling each other they don't need more knick knacks / nadja's delight at bartering for a t shirt / laszlo teaching colin about the real world / familiar fights but guillermo could take any of those guys / nandor saying "that's my fucking guy" about guillermo / guillermo doing kickass flips / "my closest companion of 13 years" / guillermo phantom menace stick wielding / "i let you live" reminder / homoerotic sword fight / "stop hiding behind greg" / nadja giving the guide the box as a gift / the wraith union overthrowing xerxes / truman capote bedtime story

what an excellent episode

#wwdits #i can't stop smiling i want to watch it over and over and over again right now #so many good things it was soo GOOD #nadja of antipaxos #laszlo cravensworth #baby!colin robinson #the guide #nandor the relentlesss #guillermo de la cruz #wwdits spoilers

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dragonjesterwrites · 6 months

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trick or treat :D

Oh shit hey!! A deleted snippet for you, my dude:

Treat!!

(For context, the lads and Reader were going shopping. I believe this was supposed to begin the Sun/Moon arc- I don't exactly remember though, because this was so long ago 😭 but I hope y'all enjoy anyway!)

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The storefront alone was bustling, people hurrying in and out, chatting on their phones, and conversing with one another while you waited in line with Sun and Moon for a cart.

The woman ahead of you shifted, and a baby popped into view over her shoulder, their chubby little face screwed up in distress, mouth drawn thin and eyebrows scrunched.

"Shh, shh, shh, kiddo." The woman murmured tiredly, the baby bouncing slightly and continuing to fuss even as she rocked them. "Please."

You felt your face scrunch in sympathy, both at the last, exhausted word and for the baby themselves, who looked about ready to cry.

There was movement beside you and a flash of silver, and you turned to look as Moon stepped forward, shaking the car keys gently a safe distance from the child. The baby whined, but dropped their shoulders and opened their eyes, at which point Sun offered a quiet gasp and an excited hi!, waving at the child.

You smiled as the baby's upset expression melted away, leaving them staring at Sun and Moon with wide brown eyes, troubles forgotten and attention fully caught.

Moon drew their gaze with another jingle of the keys, then placed the keys in his palm and covered them with his other hand. He shook his hands about, then opened them up and showed the baby his empty palms.

The baby's eyes widened just slightly, and looked to Sun, who gasped a bit louder, putting on a shocked expression and looking from the baby to Moon's palms. "Where'd it go?" He whispered, and the baby's face wavered for a moment before splitting into a wide grin, a bubbly laugh following.

The woman's shoulders sagged in visible relief, and she turned to give Sun and Moon a nod, at which they straightened in surprise. "No, you're fine, thank you. She's been fussing for a few hours. You guys have kids?"

"Oh, no, not y-" Sun began cheerfully, having recovered from the surprise before he abruptly cut himself off. "Ah, er- maybe one day."

"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you'd make pretty good parents." The woman replied matter-of-factly before facing forward to grab her cart. "Thanks again."

"T-Thank you."

"You're very welcome, miss."

As soon as she'd walked out of earshot, you squeezed Sun's hot hand, catching his jittery attention. "Not yet?" You asked with a smile, albeit one spread across a burning face, to which he responded with a squeak.

"W-Well, I, hm-"

"I'm just teasing, love." You chuckled, bumping gently against him as you walked. "We don't have to talk about it now. But, well. If-slash-when we do have kids, she's right, they'd have kickass parents, that's all I'm saying for now."

"You know, you've really got to stop flattering us like this, or else I'm going to propose." Sun said, bending down to nuzzle against you. "I may not have the money for the ring yet, but I have spotted what looks like the crafts section."

Towards the end of his sentence, he'd begun to trail off, sounding distracted as he slowly raised his head up and focused on the end of one of the aisles, where you could spot several packages of stickers, pipe cleaners, and bedazzling gems. You swapped an amused look with Moon, then tugged at Sun's hand to get his attention again.

"Would you like to go to the crafts section, love?"

"...Maybe. Ooh, okay, yes, very much so."

"I'll come with you." Moon offered, before hesitating. "If you don't mind, Starlight."

"Nah, not at all. Have fun, you two." You said, smiling when a now-vibrating Sun grabbed Moon's hand and pulled him quickly away to the crafts aisle.

You headed to the cleaning supplies section yourself and began to browse, but you didn't even get to pull the first bottle of disinfecting spray off the shelf before your phone began to buzz insistently in your pocket.

With a sigh, you pulled it out and opened up your messages with Abby.

Aw, boo. What are you doing now?

At the store. Sun immediately spotted the crafts section and took Moon with him. I'm getting cleaning supplies. You replied.

Girl what. Came the immediate response. Go with them!

No lol, the house needs cleaning. They get privacy and I get 64oz of lavender scented mopping liquid for wood, tile, and laminate floors.

Boo. Who has the phone?

Sun, I think. But no interfering, just sass. He said he wanted to take the lead.

I remember! Besides, bold of you to assume sass wasn't my original intention lmao

Yeah, I should've known haha

You shook your head affectionately and pocketed your phone before dragging the hefty jug of liquid off of the shelf and seating it at the back of the cart, followed by the spray and then a pack of sponges.

#sorry for vanishing from the discord server btw social anxiety was kicking my butt #may i offer you cute shenanigans #sun x reader #moon x reader #sywsar

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jules-has-notes · 6 months

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The Sing-Off season 4 miscellany

While the show was airing (and in the years after), the guys and Honey posted some pictures and memories to social media that weren't specific to one episode. These are some of my favorites.

Learning choroegraphy quickly can be a challenge, and waiting your turn can be a bore, but rehearsals are a little more fun when you're in the studio where The Wizard of Oz was filmed.

The hectic schedule of a competition show is stressful, so little moments of routine can be a grounding force.

VoicePlay created that feeling in part by having lunches together at a nearby food court.

Earl liked the Hawaiian barbeque chain so much that he found one back in Florida in order to have the same meal while watching the premiere episode.

Clothing also played an important part.

Geoff indulged in a bit of superstition, wearing his banana socks during filming for every episode.

Honey gave a shoutout to the company that made the kickass boots she wore for almost every episode.

Not to mention their conversation-starting costumes for the various episodes.

And the guys didn't just give out t-shirts to their fellow competitors. They also gave some to members of the production crew.

Their schedule was pretty darn busy, but there was always time for shenanigans.

In particular, they had a running joke about what happened between segments.

And another about the show's stage manager.

Wherever they go, VoicePlay brings the fun. 😃

#VoicePlay #Honey Larochelle #The Sing-Off #season 4 #behind the scenes #shenanigans

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basedkikuenjoyer · 1 year

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So apparently I have hit a milestone while going full bore on my bullshit. There’s fifty of y’all now who decided you were getting enough out of this blog to follow along, and that’s mildly neat. Didn’t really expect that. We’ve had a lot of fun talking One Piece and other anime so I dunno, wanted to do something to mark the occasion and letting y’all know a bit more about my tastes seemed like it could be a lark. Shouldn’t be a shock that One Piece is my favorite anime/manga franchise...so here’s the rest of a top 10! No particular order, whys under the cut. Beyond that, consider me open to lightly personal asks for a bit too, just if you were curious.

TOP LEFT - Ranma 1/2: Okay...confession time. Eiichiro Oda is not actually my favorite mangaka. He’s pretty much only given us One Piece and there are several questionable aspects of his style. As a person and professional, I adore Rumiko Takahashi. Inuyasha was a huge deal for me as a teen. Mermaid Saga has been a fun recent read. Maison Ikkoku is one of my next big purchases planned. But Ranma, Ranma guys...it’s a stone-cold classic. Boy cursed to take the form of a cute girl when doused with water gets involved in a web of romantic pursuits stapled to bizarre martial arts competitions. It’s so silly, it’s honestly pretty smart when it wants to be. Fun shonen with a backdoor to maybe, just maybe giving young men a little empathy about what the girls in their lives are dealing with. This kind of blend is why Takahashi is such a goddamn legend and manga pioneer. Team Shampoo for life.

TOP MIDDLE - YuYu Hakusho: Yeah, it means more to me than Hunter x Hunter. This was one of the most important anime series for me to stumble across. Adult Swim back in the early 00s. It’s what showed me there was a much cooler world of more mature anime out there. Kurama was also a first anime crush and that sparked a lifelong love for plant-based superpowers because that’s probably what I would have if we lived in a cooler world. This is as infinitely rewatchable to me as The Simpsons or King of the Hill, and it even got more meaningful given my boyfriend and I bonded over it early in our relationship.

TOP RIGHT - Paranoia Agent: Another 00s Adult Swim classic, but one it took me a while to properly sit down and watch. I’m...generally a little too squishy for the truly screwed up anime out there but this one I could handle. And I love it. Especially as an adult that has had moments I wish a “Lil Slugger” could give me an out from day-to-day problems. “Happy Family Planning” is such a friggin masterpiece. Same with the most kickass lady in the series talking the monster down. I can’t recommend it easily because it does get into things like suicide casually, but man is it so good at what it wants to do. So short but it leaves such an impact.

MIDDLE LEFT - Kaguya, Love is War: I needed one episode of this to know it’d be a favorite. It’s a silly little high school romcom that has no business being as good as it is but I love every minute of Kaguya and Shirogane’s wild ride. That ending? Facepalmed because it was obviously the only way those two could end up of course. But I also love this series for being willing to be real, calling out gendered double standards and talking frankly about sex in a way that never feels inappropriate. But more than anything it’s a riot! The English Dub just makes me like it more for the headcanon this is all a story Brook is making up to kill time.

CENTER - Stop!! Hibari-Kun: I’ve talked about this one before. Shonen romcom where the everyboy lead is pursued by the perfect girl...who happens to be trans. It’s funny, heartfelt, and so ahead of its time in so many ways. Not to mention the fashion! It’s a cool series made cooler by it’s unique place in manga history.

CENTER RIGHT - Nana: Hey! It’s another one Oda namedropped! I remember being so excited when Shoujo Beat magazine had it’s run here in the US. Had a subscription for issue 1 and let it run for two years. So fun getting that in the mail as a teen even if my Mom groaned about it every time. This was their flagship and it isn’t hard to see why. A very real, even kinda gritty story about early adulthood. The odd couple roommates but the conflict isn’t really as much about them fighting. It’s about women supporting each other and finding their way together. And like Kaguya, it doesn’t shy away from some real problems women that age might have to deal with, even if they’re unsavory to discuss.

BOTTOM LEFT - Revolutionary Girl Utena: Trippy, weird, gay as hell, and has a good point by the end. I just adore everything about Utena. It flew over my head when I was a young teen watching it, but I still enjoyed it. Going back later though, I think this might be one of the smartest anime I’ve ever seen. Only problem is you can’t really describe why it’s awesome without spoiling it. But even little tricks like burying massive twists in clip show episodes...awesome. If I made a manga, this would be the main influence.

BOTTOM MIDDLE - Cardcaptor Sakura: Catch you catch you catch me catch me daaaatte... I’m so glad I got to see this as a kid Sakura’s age. It was always just such a comfy show as a kid. Tomoeda is the type of small town I wish I could have grown up in instead of Biblethumping and letting everything go to shit because all the adults cared about was phony moral outrage. Aside from that though, an almost perfect example of a Magical Girl series. Solid gay rep for the time too which I enjoyed. I say “almost” though because goddamn do I hate the Rika/Mr. Terada side of it. Too far CLAMP, even with the anime reining it in.

BOTTOM RIGHT - Fruits Basket: I was a fanatic about this manga when I was about 14-15. Then it came back with the anime adaptation it always deserved! It’s so hard to pin down what makes Fruits Basket so good, ostensibly it’s just kind of a reverse harem romcom. But its so heartfelt and unfraid to be comfy and sweet. It also gave me Ayame to salivate over. Between him, Kurama, Izo, & Cavendish...I think I have a type.

#50 follower spectacular #ranma 1/2 #yu yu hakusho #paranoia agent #kaguya-sama: love is war #stop!! hibari-kun #nana #revolutionary girl utena #cardcaptor sakura #fruits basket

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fayzart136 · 1 year

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I think that the hunchback musical is better than the film, cause it uses the original novel more, and cuts out a guy like you.

someone willing to talk about HOND with me?? *cracks knuckles*

I agree that Guy Like You is the worst of the tone issue the movie has. I personally think the story in the (american) musical has issues of it's own though. (Don't ask me what, unless you want an essay's worth of opinion.)

I don't know if you're aware, but there exists something of a midway point: a german musical adaptation of the disney movie, which ran in Berlin from 1999 to 2002. There's a subtitled recording on youtube, send me a message if you'd like a link. It does still have the gargoyles and Guy Like You, but the gargoyles are much, much more bearable, and I actually prefer them over the American saints. (again, don' t ask me specifics unless you're prepared for the infodump. I'm being restrained rn.)

For me personally, I don't think any of the three adaptations is "better". I like the movie because it has stunning animation, and I adore how ballsy it was, especially for a disney production. The german musical has the best overall story structure, imo, and the american has cool staging ideas and a kickass choir.

#i want to talk about these musicals and the movie So Bad #if anyone knows of a discord please point me in that direction #hond #hunchback of notre dame #thond

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pedrettilov3r · 1 year

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HATE TO LOVE. chapter four

pairings: chad meeks-martin x fem!oc

SCREAM 6 SPOILERS

"I think you guys should get out of the city." Tara broke the silence "Y'know considering what happened to you last time, Chad. I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to go." she paused, "And Nellie," she started, turning to her friend "I really can't lose you." Tara stated, suddenly bringing a serious energy to the room.

Chad and Nellie exchanged a small glance before looking back to Tara

Chad started "That's very thoughtful of you but-"

"We're not going anywhere T." Nellie finished and wrapped her arms around her best friend.

"Now who wants to try my food?" Chad changed the subject excitedly

"Absolutely not," Nellie replied as she walked over to examine what Chad had made. "You probably poisoned it or something. I still don't trust you."

Chad faked offense "Ouch Anderson, you know you really should have more faith in me. These accusations are hurtful." He teased as he towered over the girl.

"Shut up." she rolled her eyes, annoyed at the boy's antics

He leaned down to whisper in the girl's ear, "What? Are you scared you might actually like something I made and you'll have to admit you were wrong?" He teased mischievously

Nellie felt herself tense at the boy's proximity but brushed it off his remark with a scoff "Absolutely not." she protested stubbornly.

He smirked and leaned away never breaking eye contact with the girl. "Fine, have it your way. I guess you'll just be missing out on my amazing cooking forever."

"Oh no!" she mocked dramatically "how will I ever survive?" she grinned at him sarcastically

The teasing competition the two were having was then cut off by the sound of Mindy gagging from the other room.

"Will you two just get over yourselves and make out already?" She said in disgust

"Ew Mindy that is so inappropriate," Chad argued to his sister

"Exactly!" Nellie agreed "I'm way out of Chad's league." the girl continued, trying to get a rise out of him.

"Woah, let's slow down here. If anyone is out of anyone's league it's definitely me." He argued back with the girl.

"Yeah right Martin, you couldn't get with me even if you wanted to." She said waiting for him to counter back some stupid remark, but before he could his sister yelled back,

"JUST BONE ALREADY AND GET IT OVER WITH."

Chad and Nellie broke into laughter "You did not just use the word bone" Chad replied in disgust.

Nellie felt a weird amount of peace from the small moment the two shared not hating each other's guts. She sometimes wondered what it might be like if they were friends instead of despising each other, but the thought left as soon it began. She knew that the small hope she had of them ever getting along wasn't realistic, and they would always come back to screaming matches and teasing. That's just the way it is.

Sam joined the other four in the kitchen insisting that they all stay together for the night.

"This will be so fun, a little slumber party with the core four!" Chad exclaimed

"Core four?" Sam said, judging the name that he had come up with.

"Did you just give us a nickname?" Tara questioned

"I sure did! We've been through a lot together and it's a pretty cool nickname" he responded

"Um. That's debatable." Nellie retorted

"Extremely debatable." Tara agreed

"Oh, you're just jealous that you're not a part of this group with a kickass nickname." Chad teased Nellie.

Nellie stared up at the tall boy "You can't just give yourself a stupid nickname, shithead."

"Of course I can shitface because I just did! And it's not stupid, it's AMAZING."He turned to the others and raised his hand waiting for approval. "CORE FOUR UP TOP!"

Nellie's eyes quickly caught on the way his hoodie rose and revealed his midsection before turning away and averting her thoughts from the boy.

"No." his sister replied looking unimpressed with his antics.

"Down low!" he tried with Tara

"Get that away from me" she shot back

"Please for the love of God!" he tried one more time with Sam

"Don't do it," Nellie warned as the other girls giggled

"You know, I would actually like a little more respect and support from my fellow members of the core four-" Chad rambled on but was interrupted by Anika alerting them of the news broadcast displayed on the tv.

They walked into the living area as they watched the news reporter state that the main suspect was Sam. Nellie glanced over at the older Carpenter sister and gave her a look of sympathy. They all stared in silence as the reporter continued to talk about their friend. Sam grabbed the remote and turned the tv off before leaving to sit at the table alone. Tara and Nellie shared a glance before Tara walked away to comfort her sister.

"I know I shouldn't care what people think. It just sucks being this hated." the older sister said as she wiped a tear from her face.

Nellie and the twins made their way to the table and joined the sisters. "Hey," Chad started "Just a reminder, not a single person in this room hates you. We have been through some fucked up stuff and we are coping with it differently. But I mean we moved here together for one very specific reason..we're a team." Chad finished.

Nellie stared at Chad, shocked by the emotional weight of what the boy had said.

"We are the core fucking four." Mindy joined in.

"Thank you very much." Chad applauded his sister

Mindy sighed "Ugh I hate myself."

The group continues to laugh and Nellie put her hand over her mouth, disappointed that they were giving into Chad's stupid antics."You really said it." She cringed.

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Chad said, satisfied that they were giving in.

Nellie laughed and rolled her eyes before glancing back at the boy who was celebrating this small victory.

Tara continued to fight against their attempts to get her to join in as they all teased her. Tara let out a breathless laugh "No, I'm not gonna say it. I mean yes we are a team, but-"

"I've been sleeping with cute boy from across the hall." Sam interrupted, causing the rest of the group to cease their conversation and give her their full attention. After a few seconds of silence they all erupted into celebration.

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!" Tara and Nellie yelled happily as they bragged about their predictions coming true.

"Called it!" Mindy added, "from the day you had that hickey." The group burst into fits of laughter as they all savored the moment of happiness.

"I feel like we should high-five or something," Tara suggested.

"Like core four high five maybe," Chad added and Nellie snorted a laugh at the boy's inability to let it go.

"Don't call it that." Tara protested as she met his hand for the high-five, followed by Sam and Mindy. The group then turned to Nellie awaiting her action.

"Oh, I didn't think I was included in this." She said, questioning the group.

"Technically you're not, I mean you aren't from Woodsboro and it totally fucks up the awesome name I just came up with." Chad says impatiently, "Trust me if it was up to me you wouldn't be, but I guess I'm outvoted here." He glared at the other girls in the group.

"I am not touching his hand." Nellie protested as she placed her hand in the group high-five.

The tall boy scoffed offendedly and purposely moved his hand to grab hers as he sent her fake smile.

The girl huffed and everyone else just laughed at the two's stubbornness. As the group continued to laugh together they were interrupted by 'cute boy' calling Sam's phone. They all gasped dramatically as Tara grabbed the phone from her sister's hand and displayed it to the rest of the group. They continued teasing the older Carpenter sister while the phone rang until Sam finally snatched her phone back from Tara.

"No, it's fine. I'll call him back." Sam reassured. The group continued to giggle at the girl's love life until they heard some commotion coming from the other room. They listened for a moment and then assumed it was just Quinn and one of her hookups again.

Suddenly all of their phones buzzed and they all looked at each other questioningly as they pulled at their phones. As they opened the message they saw that it was a picture of Ghostface attacking Quinn in the other room. They all lifted their heads from their phones and looked at each other in horror as they continued to hear the commotion from the other room grow louder.

They all jumped up from the table and ran into the living room, keeping their distance from the door where the commotion was coming from. Nellie felt someone pull her towards them by her arm as they listened to the screaming grow louder, and then suddenly go silent. They all waited in anticipation as their breath became shaky from the anxiety coursing through them.

"Run," Mindy said shakily as Ghostface burst through the door throwing a bloody Quinn towards them. They all screamed in horror at the sight of their friend laying lifeless on the ground. As Ghostface began to walk toward them Nellie felt someone pull her out of the apartment as she followed, barely processing everything happening.

"Guys come on!" She yelled to the others as she exited the apartment building.

It wasn't until they had run down a flight of stairs that Nellie's brain even caught up with everything. She looked at the hand pulling her own forward and then moved her gaze upwards to the person it belonged to. She had been so scared that she hadn't even realized that Chad was the one who had grabbed her. She looked behind them only to find that none of their friends had followed and were still stuck in the apartment with that psycho.

"Wait Chad! They are still in there!" she yanked her hand from his firm grasp and started running back up to the apartment.

"Nell wait!" Chad quickly followed after the girl

As she made her way back to the apartment door she pulled at the handle and suddenly realized it was locked. Desperation set in as the girl tried to get back to her friends. She aggressively pulled at the handle trying to get the door to open somehow. Tears began to roll down the girl's face as the hopelessness of the situation set in.

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crystalpepsiman · 1 year

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Another wip, I just really like this pose and the nightmare that is costuming this guy. The logo on the shirt is from Ghostbusters 4D Slots t-shirt, which is a really wild place for such a kickass logo to come from.

#augmundr #rgbestiary #bestiary #alart #ocs

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good-beans · 1 year

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Ok, without any personal spoilers, Ochako and All Might for the character breakdown!

Lmao it turns out I had a lot to say on them so I put it under the cut :) Thank you for the ask!!

How I feel about this character: I love her so much!! I wish I posted more about her, but she has such a special place in my heart. Her very first scene gave me a wonderful first impression because she started out helping Midoriya, but she was still pretty awkward. Give me a character who's incredibly sweet and helpful but not the most charismatic and I'm in lol! Even though I knew they were setting up for love interest-ing, she was always her own person first -- yeah people talk shit about feminine characters needing to be “tough” to make them cool, but even before she showed her kickass side, she was beloved by being the sweet, pink, girly friend. Little by little I’ve seen my high school self in her, and so her moments of strength and optimism always hit a bit different. On a silly note, I'm also sappy that we look similar: I had like 6 family members see the art of her on my phone case and go "aw is that you?"

-All the people I ship romantically with this character: My favorite ship for her is definitely with Iida! It's already clear what good friends they are, they'd make a really sweet pair ;-; They'd compliment each other in many ways, which I'm always a sucker for. I am not immune to the art with her and Asui -- I can see that being such a cute relationship. And I'm honestly not against her ending up with Midoriya (which is likely what will happen lol)! I mean, he definitely has a Lot going on between him and several of the boys asdfgbh but I think the two of them are real good for each other.

-My non-romantic OTP for this character: Todoroki :D I've seen so much content of them as the best of friends and it never fails to hit me right in the heart.

-My unpopular opinion about this character: I'll be honest, I don't know the typical fandom takes on her, so idk where this would fall? I think her parallels with Toga are amazing and I genuinely hope they can be on good terms in the end. The parallel gets a weird vibe because their similarities started with "had a crush on a boy," but I believe they're similar in a lot more ways, and it would be really beautiful to see them connecting and growing because of those...

-One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I haven't seen the really new stuff so maybe they do bring it up, but I always wanted more about her reason for becoming a hero! I think her original reason – making money for her family – was extremely noble, but I wonder if she ever questions it as the situations get more dire (aka, "why am I doing something this dangerous if I'm doing all this for my family? I can't help them if I'm dead...) Or have her motivations changed after being with 1A this long? When exactly did she notice they changed?

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-How I feel about this character: adfghh I fucking love this dude! I was so suspicious of him season one, but he's such a cool and unique character -- and just a funny guy 😂 He starts off larger than life (both in canon and to the audience) and little by little becomes such a real and normal man who’s trying his best in that world. He’s so aware of this character he’s playing, but not crushed by the burden because he’s the one that did it on purpose (unlike most hero stories where they’re forced into the savior role), and yet he is sorta crushed by it as time goes on! He loves the Symbol and can’t escape but doesn’t want to escape and that’s so cool.

-All the people I ship romantically with this character: I could never get into any of the ships with him, unfortunately. I don't know exactly what it is, but I can never see him dating, much less settling down with the way he is.

-My non-romantic OTP for this character: I really like him and Aizawa! They have a fun contrast of introvert/extrovert, public symbol/hates the spotlight, doing this for years/never taught a class before now – but they have so many similarities that bring them together in the end. They both live such crazy lives, it’s so nice to see them as reliable teacher friends ;-; I don't think you've gotten to it yet, but they have a beautiful moment talking about motivation to live that solidified their relationship for me.

-My unpopular opinion about this character: I don’t see him as Midoriya's dad 😅 I see so many things ranging from making him a dad figure to literally shipping him with Inko to make him part of the family. It's sweet, but I just feel like he fulfills a different relationship/role model to Midoriya than a parent. Midoriya is such a crazy fan, it’d be weird and unhelpful for his all-time inspiration in that way to become a father figure, idk

-One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I just would have liked to see more of young Toshinori, or him with his mentor more. I'm so curious about the quirkless child that thought up the very idea of becoming The Symbol!

#bnha #ochako uraraka #all might #thank you :D these are always so fun #i needed a reason to procrastinate on work today so it was fun to think about these ;-;#thank you @ging-ler for the phone case -- it was a significant amount of people who asked me about it and I got to show it off 😂#ask #rose posts

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1moreoffkeyanthem · 3 months

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Ok so I did the hcs of what OrangeJuiceVerse Stan and Kyle look like already (here) so now I gotta do the rest of the Star Seven

*Kenny- this guy is littttllllleeee like short king oh my god this poor mf grew up constantly malnourished and never grew taller than 5’5! I’ll write Kenny all across the board appearance wise but ojverse? He’s short. And he OWNS it!!! He’s also my king of fully climbing on everyone physical boundaries are not a thing with him (this is a problem when he meets Craig and Tweek) and he and Stan both have a penchant for hugging people but Kenny is the type to be like “watch if I run at Stan he’ll catch me” “wait no Kenny I’m holding coffee” *catches him* lmfao my beloved Disaster Duo. Kenny’s tiny ass is literally alllllways on Marj.

Sandy blond hair and the style changes CONSTANTLY he’s a MENACE with the scissors, but it’s usually on the long side and YES he grows a beard in his late 20s (this started as a bet with Stan to see who could grow the better one) he 100% braids it and puts glitter and flowers in it smh eccentric icon. Pretty light blue eyes, they look vaguely purple for a few days after he comes back from a death.

He dresses like a damn muppet half the time, and a lot of his clothes are stuff he made himself (artist slay) or found at a thrift store and altered, out here wearing shirts with vulgar sayings, weird clown pants, juicy sweatsuits, obnoxious Hawaiian shirts with leopard print leggings, like this man lives for looking like a weirdo. But the other half of the time he’s in jeans and t shirts, hoodies, and (also artist slay and literally me) so much of what he owns has some kind of paint or bleach stain. His go to “formal” attire is legitimately a floral suit with PRINCESS embroidered on the back.

*Marjorine- my tall goddess! She’s the third tallest of the 7 at 5’11 (Kenny is very into that) and loves to wear heels so she’s really out here towering over the peasants like the QUEEN she is lmao. She also dresses like a BARBIE I’m talkin the pastels that perfectly flatter her coloration, def some seersucker a-line dresses, MONOGRAMMED STUFF bruh they may be from assfucknowherecolorado but this lady dresses like she’s a pageant queen in the Deep South! It very much fits her as the baddest bitch in the mlm meeting (y’all keep her away from that shit frfr) she’s such a sweetie but she’s so damn susceptible to stuff like that oh noooo but then she winds up running the show 💀

She does indeed have the Eye Scar (blind in that eye she can’t legally drive rip) one eye is this pretty disney princess blue and the other is almost white but she looks SO fucking cool and the juxtaposition of her otherwise angelic features with a badass anime protagonist scar is KICKASS! Plussss since she dresses like fuckin Elle Woods but is taller than God just the BAD BITCH VIBES!!!

*CRAIG TUCKER MY DUDE!!! Ok so I believe I said that this mf is whole ass 6’4!!! “Yer a long boi ain’t ya” like bruh he’s so damn lanky whole ass string bean lmfao. I am an enjoyer of the Peruvian Crog hcs, so yep. Really dark black hair and grey eyes, he’s also like super hot??? I’m talking PERFECT skin, the most gorgeous chiseled face he deadass looks like a statue and women are all over him tryna flirt BUT!!! this mf is gayer than a mf picnic basket 😭

He’s seriously so cool looking but if you tell him that he’ll be like ?? It’s so funny bc Stan’s over here like “dude how do you wear a leather jacket without looking like a douchebag” and Craig’s like “idk?? I just do?” smh poor Stan he wants to look cool so bad and and Craig’s the only “cool guy” he knows but he’s not helpful at alllll.

He mostly dresses in dark colors, black, gray, navy, he’s like super hot but he is SUCH a loser!!! (I’m stealing this from my partner btw) one time he was just… walking around the apartment dressed as Spider-Man? And didn’t even acknowledge it? Like Tweek had a migraine and was bedridden and Craig fully just went up to him IN THE SPIDEY SUIT and handed him a jar of pickles “you should eat” Tweek was like “man WHAT are you doing dressed like that?!?” SMH he’s actually an icon

*TWEEK!!!!! Ok so Tweek (I’m projecting y’all know I love an artist character) he doesn’t own a single item of clothing that isn’t stained. And he mostly sticks to earth tones, a lot of green and brown, also let’s talk abt his skin. He has TERRIBLE skin! Cystic acne, he’s blotchy as shit, rosacea, got moles and freckles everywhere, acne on the left side of his chin from throwing up (when he’s in the drankin era) Kyle described him as scrunkly when they met lmfao like twerk is really just one of those little stray cats you see on the street. He’s honestly really cute tho

He’s LITTLE he’s Kenny’s height at 5’5 BUT!!! He’s literally so fuckin strong! Like out of him and crog? Tweek’s the jar opener. He has… actually kicked Stan’s ass at the gym (it was so unserious Stan was being angsty about a birthday and Ky was like “dude go spar Tweek or sum” and Stan has reservations bc he’s like a foot taller than Tweek and so much bigger and then Tweek kicked his ass!) smh they came home from the local planet fitness both smiling so hard and crog and ky were like TF?!?!? Like why are y’all beat up to hell

Tweek has very light blond hair, it’s technically curly but he pulls the hell out of it so it just kinda stands straight out, it literally feels like straw someone get this man some Fuckin conditioner

*Cartman! Ok I stand by him having heterochromia, he’s got one brown eye and one blue, totally thinks it makes him look “awesome and kewl” (it does lowkey) unfortunately he’s actually very attractive until he calls you a slur lmao. His features are literally perfect, he takes care of himself, skincare on point, LISTEN HE IS SO ABSURD about his cocktail of products it’s literally asinine

He’s around 5’9, and fat. Light brown hair that he keeps fairly short and ALWAYS immaculately styled. Like this guy cleans up NICE and u meet him for the first time and are thinking you’re meeting a very friendly lawyer type dude but then you shake his hand and he goes “what’s with the sword earrings, what? You just get off a dnd session?” Lmfao literally I cannot stress enough that he never grows out of being an asshole. He does MOSTLY stop with the truly offensive things though. Mostly. The Fuckwad Jar may have had something to do with it.

#bruhhhh #i am completely insane #out here once again w the #OrangeJuiceVerse #headcanons #this what the homies look like #south park #I am Kenny Kenny is me #also Marj kiss me rn #kenny mccormick #marjorine stotch #craig tucker #tweek tweak #eric cartman #these mfs

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