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Inspired by the fanfiction link above; kind of an aftermath scenario. I love the idea of Wayne being extra protective of Steve after Steve saved Eddie's life, and getting even more protective of him after he and Eddie start dating. What can I say, I'm a Wayne Munson simp. Also, while I might not have a lot of respect for him anymore, see if you can find the John Mulaney quote I slipped in here! @artiststarme I hope you like it!
Finally Protected
Wayne Munson was a lot of things. A salty grump, a loner, an uncle, a father.
But most of all, he was loyal.
Once someone earned his loyalty, it lasted for life. He would stick with them through thick and thin, and defend them against anyone. And against all odds, Steve Harrington had earned his loyalty.
Anyone with eyes could see that Steve was head over heels in love with Wayne's boy. Which was why he could not comprehend why it was Steve who was on the receiving end of all these goddamn shovel talks.
Found family, my ass, he thought to himself. Even that Buckley girl had given Steve a talk. Were they all stupid? They'd known Steve, really known him, for much longer than Wayne or Eddie had. How could they still think that Steve would hurt anyone, much less Eddie?
The worst thing about it was, Wayne knew that Steve would forgive them. It didn't matter how many times the Party hurt him, Steve would just shrug it off, like his feelings didn't matter. And considering Steve had already earned the loyalty of the Munsons, Wayne had a problem with that.
A big problem.
The day after Eddie apologized and the two boys made up, Wayne dropped by to talk to Steve. Even as he settled on the couch in the living room, he could see the tension in Steve's shoulders.
"You can relax, kiddo," he said. "I'm not mad at ya. Not here to give you another goddamn shovel talk, either."
Steve's eyebrows rose. "Really?"
Wayne nodded. "Eddie's an adult now, and he knows how to take care of himself. No, I'm here to talk about the rest of the Party."
Steve looked confused. "What do you mean?"
Wayne sighed. "Boy, you need to set some boundaries with these people."
"Boundaries?"
"Steve, I know this ain't the first time these folks have hurt you. Lord knows Eddie has gone on many rants about how the kids keep calling you an idiot, or how the Wheeler girl cheated on you after 'she ripped your heart out of your chest and stomped on it.' Eddie's words, by the way."
Steve looked uncomfortable, now. "Well, the kids are just messing around. And I shouldn't have tried to hold on to Nancy the way I did."
"The kids are old enough now to learn how to mess around without being disrespectful. And Nancy should have been honest with you instead of leading you on," Wayne countered.
Steve still looked apprehensive. Wayne sighed (again-he'd been doing that a lot lately).
"Look, Steve, I'm not saying you have to cut them out of your life. I know that'd be devastating for ya. But just letting them hurt you, and not saying a word about it... You deserve better than that."
Steve's eyes misted over. "No, I don't," he choked out. When Wayne opened his mouth to protest, the kid shook his head rapidly. "You don't understand, Mr. Munson, I was a really bad person in high school. The things I said about people... I'd tear them down without a second thought. I-"
Sensing that Steve was about to go on a self deprecating tangent, Wayne cut him off.
"Did you know that Eddie used to rant about you?"
This seemed to startle the kid. "Um... What?"
Wayne chuckled. "Yeah, I won't go into details, but he was very vocal about how much you bugged him... But then, out of nowhere, in 1984, he stopped. I asked him why, because I was curious. Do you know what he said?"
Steve gulped. "What?"
"He said, and I quote, 'he hasn't actually been an asshole in a while, and now that everyone else is trying to kick him down, I don't want to contribute to that.' You made a change, Steve. Not many people are willing to do that. Hell, most ain't even willing to believe that there's something wrong with em. But you were. I'll keep telling you, as many times as I have to for it to sink in. You don't deserve to be hurt."
The tears Steve had been holding back this whole time finally seemed to overwhelm him. Wayne scooched over to him and wrapped him in a hug.
"You've had to be strong for so long, kid. Let me look after you, yeah? Lord knows you deserve protection just as much as Eddie does."
Steve didn't answer, but he nodded. That was enough for now.
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Wayne had been pacing around Steve's living room for about ten minutes when he finally heard the doorbell ring. It would appear that this group traveled as a pack, because every single member of the party was there.
That is, every member but two.
"Mr. Munson?" Dustin asked confusedly. "What's going on? Where's Steve?"
Wayne grunted. "All of ya just come in. I'll explain once you get settled. And I'm sayin this now, I expect you all to listen."
When everyone was sitting around the living room, Hopper was the first to speak up. "So Wayne, what's going on? Where's the kid?"
Wayne scowled. "If you mean Steve, he's at my trailer with Eddie. If that were big enough, we'd be there instead, but there's too many of you, and I need you all to hear this."
The Buckley girl looked extremely confused. "Why would you want us here if Steve isn't?"
Wayne took a deep breath in an attempt to control his anger. "Because it would seem to me that you lot forget just how much that boy does for all of you."
Joyce furrowed her brow. "Um... What?"
"You folks got a lot of nerve, acting like Steve is the one who's gonna hurt Eddie. He ain't a ticking time bomb, and you gotta stop treating him like it. After everything he's done for you lot, it astounds me how you can still treat him like crap. Found family, my ass."
Nancy Wheeler opened her mouth with an angry expression, but Wayne cut her off. "Don't go acting so high and mighty, Wheeler. Did you even realize that Steve still flinches when anyone uses the word bullshit? You tore his heart out of his chest and stomped on it, and then slept with another guy before you even broke up with Steve properly."
That seemed to shut her up. Good.
"And as for you kids, how many times has Steve taken a beating for you? The only ones that I've seen being respectful to him are Will and El. The rest of you... You've all been the victims of bullies, according to Steve. So explain to me, how in the hell can you justify the way you all treat him on a daily basis? Insulting his intelligence, bossing him around, disregarding the work he's done to change, all of that has to stop."
The kids tried to protest, but Wayne was on a roll. He rounded on Joyce, Hopper, and Robin. "Hopper, Joyce, Eddie is my kid. He ain't your responsibility. You had no right to give Steve that goddamn shovel talk as if he were still the guy he was in high school. And you, Miss Buckley? You call yourself Steve's best friend. You might wanna try acting like it.
"Now, I know that Steve sees you all as family. That's the only reason I ain't told him to cut you folks out of his life. But Steve has got no standard for how he should be treated as a human being. Whether you lot realize it or not, you've all taken advantage of that. He thinks that he deserves it, but I've seen the effort he makes every day to be better than he was. Most won't even accept that they need to be better, and it would seem that you folks are a part of that majority. I know that he deserves better, and I ain't even known him a whole year. That says something about you, don't it?
"Now, you are going to give Steve as much space as he needs. You won't ask him to babysit, you won't ask him to chauffeur you around, you won't ask him for money. You'll take some time to think about how you've treated him. And when you feel you're ready to apologize-not because of guilt or obligation, but because you mean it-you tell me. I'll let Steve know. But only when Steve is ready to see you all again, and not a second more, will I let you talk to him."
Wayne shared a vicious smile with El and Will, and then looked at the rest of them with a raised eyebrow.
"Now get the hell out of my future son-in-law's house."
Fin
#stranger things#steve harrington#wayne munson appreciation post#wayne munson#bamf wayne munson#steddie#bi steve harrington#i fucking love wayne#he protects steve because i say so#this took so long to write#but it was worth it
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OLD ART DUMP!
Since I'm gonna be dead most of the time I might as well introduce the rest of my other Enasonas/Ena OCs that I've complied over the years. This is gonna be a long post but with lots of food! Just a heads up!
To start off, this is Meyer! She's the oldest one I have + has been through many crazy redesigns to get to a stable point like this. After being revived from fatal corruption she now strives to live a normal life despite her contracted demonhood. And so far her efforts have been not in vain! Meyer has achieved a new normal at this point with close friends by her side. Speaking of which...
Coming along is Vetra! Another fellow cat demon who's determined to keep her father's antique store afloat and keep Meyer safe. This ref above is her true form, but considering she's trying to hide being noticed upon the Surface, Vetra prefers to disguise herself in a more doll-like form. (She & Meyer are girlfriends btw ^^)
Now that the oldest two are covered, time for the newer ones created recently!
Canvas & Seer both coexist in a shape-shifting duo. (Canvas in the shorter gremlin while Seer is the looming shadow btw) They used to be separate entities, but ultimately joined together to pursue a career that suits their tastes. What's that career you may ask? Simple! They travel the polygonal realm to ward away malware and virus infested areas by imprinting their warnings with paint. Despite their contrasting personalities, the two cooperate quite well when things get serious.
However, they aren't the only ones seeking out the unknown!
This pointy cute(?) menace is a malware-turned-antivirus named Anti-Eater (Anit for short/disguised name) They've been picked up by a dark web company called Lagoonae and experimented on during their time below the surface. Ever since their arrival above, they rival Canvas & Seer quite a lot with their efficiency in tracking down malware to eat- ...I mean "exterminate" them!
#ena#enasona#ena oc#ena dream bbq#joel g#ena joel g#my art#oc artwork#character art#original character#character design#this took so long to write#character ref sheet#oc ref#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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When does Omori take place?
[Content Warning: Spoilers for Omori, character death, weapons.]
This is a very long post, grab some popcorn.
[EDIT: Thanks for the addition by @basil-daisy, given the in-game dates and mention of a weekend in the photo album, it's more likely that headspace and the real world take place in 1996 and 2000 respectively, this actually adds on to the console idea. Though, I think the Dial-Up thing was probably more of a joke from Omocat, since it doesn't fit with the time-frame as well]
One of the main questions we dont get answers for in omori is when the game takes place, neither from the real world or sunny's headspace. However, it can be narrowed down to a decent margin of error.
Month Mentions?
We learn from Kel that Hero is coming home from college during the "Three days remaining" chapter of the game. This can be assumed to be the very beginning of the summer vacation. This would be arround May or June for colleges in the USA, which is likely where the game is set judging by the USA-style housing. This means the game takes place at least a month before Sunny's birthday, either in May or June, but what year is it?
[ID: A quote from Kel to Sunny, "Actually... Since we're here, I should probably get a gift for HERO. He's in college right now, but he should be coming back sometime tomorrow." He and Sunny are stood by the entrance of a hobby shop, Hobbeez. Kel is grinning.]
Headspace Hints?
Headspace is by far the largest part of the game in terms of playtime, so there should be one or two clues hidden in there right? Well, inferring from the environments and one specific line of text, we can narrow it down to the decade.
In the Foe Facts journal, it is stated that the Dial-Up and Mixtape enemies are "Ancient," and "A relic of the past," giving us a large timeframe.
[ID: A description of the Dial-Up enemy. To the left, there is a drawing of what it looks like. It appears to be an old CRT monitor showing a character similar to the old AOL logo, the monitor stands on a computer placed on its side, both of which are placed next to a telephone modem representing the Dial-Up. The description of the enemy to the right says, "An ancient form of accessing communication networks. Makes a horrible ear-piercing noise when used. - OMORI," Hero adds on to this by stating "Ah, this sound reminds me of the good old days..."]
This description of Dial-Up suggests Hero, being the oldest of the group, was old enough to fondly remember Dial-Up internet, but Sunny, in the form of Omori, does not. Hero is stated to be 15 by Sprout Mole Mike in headspace, and Omori is approximately 12, as Mari dies two months after Sunny's 12th birthday. Meaning Sunny and Hero are apart in age by 3 years.
In a recent patch of the game, and in all of the console versions of the game, one specific line of text gives the exact decade the headspace takes place in, which could be inferred either way.
If you talk to Mr. Jawsum post-Humphrey fight, he hands over the Last Resort to Hero, which adds a portrait of him to the hallway following up to an elevator that leads to a waiting room. The desciption of this portrait tells us the year that Headspace takes place in, 199X, where the last digit of the year is hidden from us.
[ID: A hallway in the Last Resort. Portraits line the wall, each of the previous and current owners of the Last Resort. All previous owners, shown to the left, are sharks (the last anthropomorphised). The most recent owner, to the right, Hero, whom the portrait description says began managing the establishment starting year "199X," where supposedly the final digit of the year is obfuscated.]
However, there is a slight contradiction in the years here. Broadband had a surgance and overtook Dial-Up as the main internet provider post-2000, and so Sunny may be misremembering things, unless Hero's family had access to broadband internet in the 90s. Which is unlikely. (There is also not much information that I could find on the popularity of different internet providers between 1990 and 2000)
So then, it is likely that headspace takes place between this shift, towards the end of the 90s.
Town Tips?
From the real world, we don't get many clues to the placement of the story time-wise. So, what can we infer?
Well, a large amount of the households in Faraway do not have computers, and if they do, they are usually in the parents' room, as a work computer. And, all of the computers and televisions use CRT rather than LED/LCD, with most people having CRT monitors up to 2007.
Using the merch produced by Omocat, we can also see that the hooligans as a group have been around since 20XX, with the final two digits of the year hidden. However, we know that Sunny has not been outside for 4 years, meaning we can narrow it down to 2004 or prior.
[ID: Official Omori merch. A black bomber jacket showing depictions of nail-bats, flowers, pinwheels, a statue of a gate, and two road signs, one showing a bicycle, the other showing three scooters. The text across the bomber jacket reads "Faraway Town - The future belongs to the dreamers - Since 20XX - Ride or die - Hooligans"]
Hobbeez also has a few gaming consoles in stock, with the newest one in there having cartridge games. It appears to resemble a SNES, however it is unlikely that is what is, since they discontinued production in 1999 in North America.
[ID: A zoomed in screenshot of the "Brand new console system" found in hobbeez. Sunny, seen to the right, is looking at the console.]
What is more likely for this to be is something similar to a N64, which released after the SNES but also sold its games as cartridges. The first nintendo console to start using compact discs was the GameCube, as such, this gives a narrow window for the placement of the game. So, when did each of these consoles start and stop production?
The N64 was discontinued in April 2002 worldwide, with the GameCube being released in North America November 2001. This gives us an approximate window for when the real world of Omori takes place, as it is unlikely that a small hobby shop like Hobbeez would be selling many of the brand new consoles day one of the GC's release.
Conclusion?
Well, with headspace being Sunny's memories, it is unlikely for complete consistancy with the timeframe of the story, but headspace most likely takes place in the years surrounding 1998, four years prior to the real world timeline.
Faraway however most likely takes place May 2002. Though Kel takes notice to the price of the console, which would be much lower than its release price, it would still be a lot of money for a 16 year old. It is also unclear if the description "brand new console system," refers to the specific console in Hobbeez, or the system as a whole.
Wow, we're done. What do you think? If you have any other ideas of to what year this could take place, feel free to mention it to me!! :D
#omori#omori aubrey#omori sunny#omori omori#omori kel#omori basil#omori hero#omori mari#omori theory#faraway town#omori game#omori spoilers#sunny omori#sprout mole mike#video game#please god help me#this took so long to write#omori kim#omori berly#omori hooligans
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believe me - shuri x reader
A/N: IM SO SORRY I HAVENT WRITTEN A DECENT STORY IN SO LONG!! LIFE HAS JUST BEEN REALLY HAYWIRE FOR ME RECENTLY, BUT HEY I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING!!
also heads up the reader is poc (obviously) but has a white father… BUT YOU BEST BELIEVE SHE MOCKS WHITE PEOPLE ALL THE TIME
i feel like at this point all the reader inserts in my stories have tony as their dad but a black/poc mom, and i kinda love the idea of tony simping for a woman of colour so we’re going with this
this story takes place about 2 years after wakanda forever
“i just get a bad vibe from her,” you ranted to riri as you did your hair for the day. your braids weren’t co-operating so you just decided to throw them up into low space buns.
“are you sure this ain’t just jealousy?” she asked and you snapped your head to your phone which was placed on your vanity.
“no! of course not! i just get a bad vibe from that mara chick,”
“maya,” riri corrected you and you rolled your eyes.
“yeah yeah whatever. the bitch is on to something. i’m telling you. besides. shuri is my best friend. i’m allowed to be protective over her.”
“right. and the fact that you confessed your feelings to shuri 3 months ago and the fact that she rejected you, has nothing to do with this. obviously,” you sneered at the girl staring back at you. riri had the habit of being way too honest sometimes. but you knew she meant well.
and technically, she wasn’t lying. you’d known shuri since your dad, tony stark, took you to meet t’challa. you were about 15 back then, and about 20 when your dad sacrificed his life to save the universe. as a symbol of goodwill and gratitude, t’challa invited you to move to wakanda, and you accepted the offer.
you became best friends with shuri since the day you met her. as predicted, you fell in love with her rapidly. after a lot of convincing from riri, you gathered up the courage to confess your feelings to her.
*flashback brought to you by riri’s speakers that okoye so graciously sliced in half*
you cleared your throat to get shuri’s attention. as always, she was in her lab, tinkering away on some invention of hers.
she raised her head to look at you. “hey, what’s up?”
“i need to talk to you. alone,” shuri nodded and grabbed your hand, leading you up the stairs of her lab to her ‘break room’ where you could have some more privacy.
“what bothers you?”
your pulse was racing. your heart was pounding. you thought to yourself: i’ve made it this far. i can do this.
“shuri, i have to confess something. i’m in love with you. i have been for a really long time. and i was so terrified to tell you. but i realised that i couldn’t keep it a secret anymore. it’s alright if you don’t feel the same way, but i just needed you to know.”
you looked up to make eye contact with shuri. her eyes showed shock, surprise, and then something you dreaded.
pity.
you knew the idea of her liking you was absolutely ridiculous. but seeing her look at you like that just felt as if someone ripped your heart out and tore it into a million shreds.
“i’m sorry y/n, but i don’t feel the same about you. and i guess i forgot to tell you that i… have a girlfriend,”
goddamnit it!
you didn’t say anything. you wanted to talk. but you just couldn’t. your throat just closed up. so you did what you thought was best, and just bolted out of the room. you could hear shuri call for you, but you didn’t have the heart to look back. you just ran, and went back to your apartment, and cried your eyes out.
*end of flashback*
you shook your head, trying to rid your mind of that memory. somehow, you and shuri still remained friends. she said that things didn’t have to be awkward between you both. it was sweet that she wanted the friendship to stay the same, but insensitive at the same time. i mean, how can she expect you to just move on like that?!
either way, you said goodbye to riri and gathered your things, leaving your apartment to head to the lab. you worked in weapon design, but today you were most likely to help with assembling as the lab was short staffed today.
you sighed as you walked into the lab, smiling at the dora milaje outside and making your way towards your station, where a bunch of your unfinished works lay taunting you.
you cracked your knuckles and hit play on your lab playlist, shrugging off your jacket as you grabbed a screwdriver. you spent the next hour or so fixing up the first project before moving on to the second one. you were, how you say, ‘in the zone’. your day was going very productive, until your focus was interrupted by a fit of giggles.
“baby, stop,” a voice giggled out. you didn’t need to turn around to see who it was.
maya. the girlfriend who you just didn’t like.
“i can’t help it, usana. i just love you so much,” shuri spoke and then you heard them kissing. the thought itself made you wanna throw up.
“yeah okay i can’t take more of this,” you said and turned up the volume. ‘girls in the hood’ by megan thee stallion blasted in the lab as you lifted a hammer, trying to fix up the piece of vibranium you needed to finish off the modified spear you were making.
“y/n, hey!” shuri said as she walked up to you, turning down the volume of your music to be able to talk to you better.
“hi shuri,” your gaze stayed on the hammer, not wanting to look at her.
she cleared her throat. “so… what you working on?”
“the modified spear. if i can build it right, this one should be able to electrocute people when wielded. the blueprints look great, but i didn’t realise how tedious it would be to build this stupid thing,” you huffed out and shuri laughed. god, you loved her laugh.
“anyways, i wanted to ask if you were coming to the party this saturday?” you looked up at her in confusion.
“maya wanted to throw one. she thinks i need to let loose more,” shuri sighed, “i need a friend there to help me get through the night,”
you laughed at the image of shuri pushing her way through the crowded dance floor. she hated crowds like that.
“yeah, for sure, i’ll be there. i’ll drag riri too,”
shuri cheered and you smiled at her stupid antics. you talked to each other for a few more minutes until you were disrupted.
“hi, my love,” maya looped her arms around shuri’s waist and stared at her with a look of ‘adoration’. you could easily tell it was fake, but shuri looked really happy and you didn’t want to ruin it for her.
“hello maya,” you sneered out and managed to shoot her a fake smile. she returned it. “i hope you’re coming to the party i’m throwing?”
“wouldn’t miss it,” you grimaced. she chucked and looked you up and down. “i hope you dress well this time,” this bitch had a fucking death wish to talk to you like that. the only thing stopping you from yeeting your wrench at her face was that shuri was right in front of you.
“anyways, if you’ll excuse me, i really need to finish this,” you ushered maya away. shuri frowned at your behaviour but understood that you had work to do and left as well. before you knew it, the day ended and you were on your way back home.
you changed into some pyjamas and made a sandwich for dinner, not having the energy to make something too elaborate. just as you were about to take the first bite, your phone rang. you groaned and answered the call.
“bitch who takes so long to pick up a call?!” riri’s voice bursted from the phone.
“i was eating dinner,” you mumbled, eating your sandwich.
“okay, listen. summer break starts tomorrow and shuri asked me to come to wakanda for the month. i’m obviously gonna be living with you the entire time,”
“duh,”
“oh and before i forget! she told me about some party maya’s throwing this weekend?!” you rolled your eyes at the mention of her name.
“yeah, i really don’t wanna go but i don’t have a choice,”
“i still don’t get why you hate maya so much. i’ve texted her a couple times and she seems really nice.” you gasped dramatically in mock betrayal.
“dude i don’t really know how to explain it. it’s just… you know when you meet someone and they act nice to you but you can kinda tell that they’re faking it? it’s something like that. i’m telling you, she doesn’t actually love shuri. she’s just using her. but obviously i can’t go tell shuri about this without sounding crazy. so i need to gather evidence,”
“evidence?! girl this ain’t no damn cop show!”
“you trust me, right?” you asked your friend.
riri sighed. “of course i do. i always do. i just think that you might be blowing this out of proportion a little bit. it’s completely plausible that maya is a normal girl that shuri is into. and honestly, it’s a little unhealthy for you to fixate on this so much.”
you raised an eyebrow. “what do you mean?”
“you’ve been ranting about how ‘evil’ maya secretly is. but has she ever actually done something shady? besides, you’re supposed to be getting over shuri. planning on how to prove maya is a bitch— which she isn’t— isn’t gonna help. you have to move on. you have to let her go.”
“look, i get where you’re coming from. but i promise you, this isn’t jealousy. yeah, shuri rejected me. and yeah, it hurt a lot. but above all of that, she’s one of my best friends. and i want her to be safe. my gut is telling me that maya is not what she seems like. and i have to tell that to shuri, but i gotta find some dirt on her to prove it.”
riri rolled her eyes again. “if you don’t stop this crazy talk…”
“i just care about shuri. i want her to be happy, and we both know a shady girlfriend isn’t gonna help with that.”
eventually riri got fed up and just yelled, “okay fine fine! if you shut up about her for the rest of the week, we can keep a close eye on her at that party. as long as you stop hyper-fixating on this every second of the damn day,”
you cheered as riri laughed. both of you talked for a while longer until you hung up to go to sleep.
*one week later*
it was the night of the party and you and riri were in your room, getting ready together.
riri picked out a sparkly white tank top and some wide legged jeans, while you picked a sparkly black dress with full sleeves that stopped mid thigh. both of you did each others makeup and took a billion pictures before getting in a cab to go to the party venue.
maya decided to host the party at club purple, which she happened to own. you’d been there a couple times before, and knew that the third floor of the building was off limits for everyone else. you figured that if maya was hiding something, it would probably be there, seeing as she didn’t even let shuri enter that floor.
you and riri soon made it to the club and got inside, instantly spotting shuri and maya talking to some other people. you made a beeline to shuri and gave her a hug.
okay so technically speaking you weren’t fully over shuri, but hey, who’s asking?
“yay, you made it!” shuri smiled at you and then moved to hug riri.
“oh i love your outfit riri,” maya looked her up and down and shot her a smile. riri seemed to have bought it but you knew it was fake. you talked to them for a few minutes before maya left to greet some other guests.
you, shuri, and riri were sitting at this booth in one of the farther edges of the club. it was relatively secluded, but you could still hear the loud bass of the music. it was the perfect place to talk.
“so, riri, how’s college going?”
“oh well my last year starts in like 3 months, and then i have an internship at stark industries which starts in july, so i’m super psyched for that,” riri smiled.
you all continued to talk about your lives, while waitresses kept bringing you drinks and a couple snacks.
(a/n: i’ve literally never been to a club so i’m making this shit up, sry if it’s not accurate)
“these are courtesy of the owner,” the waitress winked at riri and walked away. you looked at your friend as she smiled sheepishly and shrunk into her seat.
“oh my god, i think she’s into you,” you laughed as riri dismissed you with a wave of her hand.
“no, no, club girls just like that,”
“bitch don’t be stupid! go talk to her, shuri and i will be fine here,” you ushered riri to go meet the waitress, leaving you and shuri alone.
“so,” you turned to look at shuri. “you having fun?” she rolled her eyes in annoyance and you laughed.
“shut up, you know i hate clubs,”
“i honestly don’t get why you dislike them so much. they can be pretty fun,”
“i don’t get what’s fun about paying 15 dollars for one drink and then dancing with a bunch of strangers and ending the night by crying in a disgusting bathroom,”
you laughed at her oversimplification of clubbing.
“well, when you’re with the right people, club nights aren’t that bad. unless you’re with a dirty skank who ditches you the moment you get here,” you said and took a large sip of your drink.
shuri looked taken aback and slightly offended at your answer. “was that a dig at maya?”
“what?! no,” you scoffed and tried to hide your lie. shuri knew something was up with you.
“is there something you want to tell me, y/n? something about maya?”
you sighed. maybe trying to talk to shuri might help you.
oh god. you were SO wrong.
“look, it’s not that i don’t like maya. she seems pretty alright. i just get a bad vibe from her,” you mumbled, hoping she wouldn’t hear you. but alas! for the heart shaped herb blessed her with enhanced hearing.
“why do you dislike her? and don’t tell me you don’t, cause i catch the way you glare at her whenever she comes nearby. she’s just trying to get along with you,” you could tell that shuri was starting to get pissed off. you didn’t wanna fight with her, especially at the club her girlfriend owns. so you tried to be as nice as your drunk ass could be.
“shuri, i’m your best friend! it’s my job to be wary of the people you surround yourself with. i’m just trying to keep you safe,”
“safe? oh please, you’re just jealous that i love maya and not you,” she spat out.
ouch. that stung.
at that point, you decided to just give up. clearly, shuri wasn’t going to believe you. so why bother?
you grabbed your purse with your phone and stormed off. maybe shuri tried to call for you. maybe she didn’t. you couldn’t hear much anyways as the club music blasted through your ears. you moved to a part of the club where shuri wouldn’t be able to see you. you managed to glance at riri who was talking to the waitress from earlier. you smiled at the sight.
at least one of us is having fun tonight.
you started moving your body to the beat of the music. the alcohol finally affected you as you lost the burning sensation in your heart. a girl came up to you and began to dance with you. you thought, ‘ah what the hell’ and danced with her. for a moment, you forgot about all of it. maya. shuri. everything. you lost yourself in the music and whined your hips, slowly stopping your movements when you saw maya stealthily walking up to the elevator and going to the third floor.
now, a normal person would just forget about it and continue dancing. maybe get another drink. some food. hell, a normal person might’ve even decided that they partied enough and would’ve left to go back home.
but you weren’t normal. not at all.
so you did what you originally planned to do. you left the dance floor and followed maya to the third floor, trying your best to avoid all the guards littered everywhere. she turned to go to another side of the floor, but you unfortunately didn’t see that and so you began to investigate.
somehow, you sobered up fast and your feet led you to the room at the farthest end of the hallway. the door was, surprisingly, unlocked which in hindsight was not a good sign, but then again, you were too invested to catch maya than to care about that.
the room wasn’t brightly lit, so you used your phone torch to see better. you saw a drawing board with a bunch of papers about shuri, her inventions, her security passwords, her secrets.
you took a picture of that before turning to the computer in front of you. you opened it up and it asked for a password or touch ID. you sighed and looked around the room, when you spotted some tape and a bookshelf with one book popping out. you looked at the title: beginners guide to hacking into servers.
you chuckled to yourself. holy shit, i was right all along.
there was an ink stain with a few fingerprints surrounding it. she must’ve tried to clean it up and made the stain worse by accident. you took a small piece of tape, put it over the fingerprint, and gently peeled it off. then, you moved the tape to the pad of the computer for the touch ID, and it unlocked the device.
there were multiple folders and they were all messy and disorganised, but a few caught your eye.
there was one folder titled ‘work’. you opened it and were welcomed with a billion documents. one of them titled ‘wakandan weaponry database’.
turns out, the file had tons of classified information that other countries could’ve used to take down wakanda. it was filled to the brim with details about wakanda’s army, their architecture, and ‘potential spots to attack’.
your gut instinct was right. maya was bad news. she was trying to harm the country you loved so dearly. the country where your love resides. but why? what was her motive?
quickly taking pictures of all those documents, you shut the laptop and got up from the desk, rummaging around to try and find maya’s real identity.
unfortunately, your ‘snooping around session’ was cut short.
“what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
JDHDNSHSHSYSWH I HOPE YALL LIKED THIS
should i make a tag list for part 2?
#shuri x reader#black panther#wakanda forever#shuri#letitia wright#i don’t like maya#this took so long to write#i hope you guys liked it#queen of simps does it again
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On Fear and Motorbikes
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/F
Fandom: Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies (TV)
Relationship: Lydia/Cynthia Zdunowski
Characters: Lydia (Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies), Cynthia Zdunowski, Nancy Nakagawa, The Pink Ladies (mentioned), Richie Valdovinos, Edward "Shy Guy" (Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies), Gil Rizzo, Lydia's Parents
Additional Tags: Kissing, Lesbians, Period-Typical Homophobia, mostly internalized, Internalized Homophobia, but it's not explicit, more of a feeling looming over them, Wholesome Romance, teenagers in love, Nancy is a good ally, Shy Guy is a good friend, NB Cynthia if you squint, Motorcycles, Overcoming fears, This was supposed to just be about the motorcycle, but then it got a little deeper, Minor Angst, Cynthia is a gentleman, Singin' in the rain references
Language: English
Series: ← Previous Work Part 3 of On Romance
Published: 2023-06-09, Words:8,783, Chapters:1/1
Summary:
Lydia would take shadows and she would happily turn them into a sanctuary, as long as it meant Cynthia would never stop looking at her like that.
Notes:
This was supposed to be like 2.5k words tops, and it turned into an 8,783 word, 23 page behemoth. It was also supposed to be just a silly little thing about Lydia being afraid of Cynthia's motorcycle, and then it got a little deeper than that. I blame the finale, it made me feel things about lesbians in the 50s.
Anyway, enjoy!
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There were quite a few perks to being the director’s favorite student. Especially if your director was Mr. Vaughn. You were almost always guaranteed a lead role, for one, though there were certain exceptions to that rule (one that Lydia was decidedly less bitter about now, considering the outcome). You’d typically get first wind of summer stock jobs directly from his resources. A good recommendation, too. And, if he really liked you, you’d be allowed access to the theatre outside of school hours and be given a key. You could stay as late as you wanted or come in as early as you wished for extra rehearsal practice, provided that you locked up when you were done.
These days, however, Lydia had been using the space to make out with her girlfriend before school.
She peeked around the curtain from her place tucked in the wings, peering across the stage and through the rest of the theatre, to make sure no one else was there. She started slightly when she heard a door click open behind her but relaxed at the familiar footsteps that followed. She heard a bag hit the ground seconds before two hands settled on her hips and warm breath ghosted over her collarbone.
“Morning, sunshine.” Cynthia’s voice was groggy (she was decidedly not a morning person), but the kisses she pressed to the side of her neck were anything but. Lydia sighed contentedly, leaning her head to the side to allow the girl better access, trusting her to not leave a mark. A moment later, she turned in Cynthia’s arms, catching her by the jaw and mumbling her own greeting against her lips.
“Are you still coming over tonight?” Lydia asked when they pulled apart, “My parents will be out late.” She threaded her fingers through the shorter girl's hair and tried to pull her in for another deep kiss.
“Speaking of that,” Cynthia said, giving her a quick peck instead and stepping back a bit, “I have a surprise for you,”
“Oh?”
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#this took so long to write#cynthia x lydia#grease rise of the pink ladies#rise of the pink ladies#rotpl#lydia rotpl#cynthia zdunowski#nancy nakagawa#richie valdovinos#shy guy rotpl#gil rizzo#potato rotpl
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Hello! Can you please write what happened after Knockout joined the autobots? How did he adapt to the new environment? Will something change in him? How do team members treat him? can he make friends with someone? You wrote something similar with Starscream and I was very interested to see the Knockout version!
*does a little happy dance* I have waited so long for an excuse to write this exact scenario! Knockout, my dearest beloved, oh how I love hurting and then healing you.
Knockout's Integration
Due to his somewhat shifty nature, there was exactly zero trust between Knockout and the team in the beginning. They saw his usefulness and his apparent willingness to join them, but old wounds take time to heal. They got along well enough during the conflict against a possessed Megatron and the Terrorcon army that he raised, but once all was said and done, there were some issues.
Optimus flinging himself into the well to restore Cybertron did no favors when it came to the stability of the team, leaving most of them depressed and out of it. This in turn meant that the singular mech among them who had no strong connections to the Prime became the unintentional emotional support medic for the team as they began work on rebuilding Cybertron. Knockout was by no means particularly welcomed during the first few weeks or even months of his time with the team, but after stopping Ratchet from following his Prime into the well, the team started to see him in a new light.
Despite their past grievances, Bumblebee was the first to try and befriend Knockout. The scout, suffering from rather severe denial when it came to Optimus's death, was doing everything in his power to mimic his Sire. This meant that in his mind, trying to befriend Knockout was a must, even if he wasn't fond of the idea. At first Bumblebee's attempts to get along with Knockout were stiff, fake, and largely awkward. But after Bumblebee broke character during a bad bout of depression, he and Knockout began to actually make some progress. And soon enough, Bumblebee stopped acting entirely and began to bond with Knockout over little things like their grievances with work and other bots.
Through Bumblebee and their frequent visits to the medical bay, Knockout eventually began to warm up to the wreckers. Bulkhead and Wheeljack were a rowdy pair but mostly accepting of Knockout swapping sides. They did snark and poke fun at him a few times, but Knockout's increadible charm and self confidence allowed him to brush off their half-hearted insults easily. The wreckers playful insults were nothing on Starscream's screeching, Megatron's very real threats of death, or Soundwave's withering glares. Despite everything, Knockout managed to become reasonably acquainted with the two wreckers, both reminding him a lot of Breakdown and leading him to sometimes mother hen them unintentionally. Especially when the two managed to get hurt and try to walk it off without medical care.
Ultra Magnus and Knockout were not on good terms and that relationship did not change much at all even after Optimus's return decades later. The commander was not fond of the former Decepticon medic and honestly, Knockout wasn't all that fond of him either. Ultra Magnus in Knockout's own words is: "A mech with the biggest stick up his tailpipe I have ever seen". Knockout's cool and rather flamboyant demeanor earned him no favors when it came to Ultra Magnus, his polar opposite in personality. Both were content to remain uneasy allies and make snarky comments at the other whenever possible.
Arcee had so many mental problems that Knockout's medical coding physically required that he try and help her even if she didn't want it. And so even during the early days of his transition into a member of the Autobots, he made regular check-in's with Arcee and asked not so subtly what her issues were. She avoided him like the plague for a long while until he talked her through a panic attack after a loud crash in a construction zone. After that they developed a friendship around their lost loved ones, with both talking about the good times they shared with those they kept closest to their sparks. In a way in was healing for both of them, allowing them to voice their pains without fear of backlash.
As for Ratchet and Knockout? As a general rule they are at each other's throats one moment and then merrily getting along discussing medicine the next. There is no warning when in comes to what their interactions are going to look like, but still they have a friendship, albeit one built entirely around medicine and irritating patients. However hidden beneath the surface of their friendship is a delicate balance barely maintained. Ratchet has not done well without Optimus, with most of his will to live following the Prime into the well. And after catching Ratchet and pulling him back before he could join his Prime as one with the allspark, Knockout has become one of the few ties that has kept Ratchet from doing anything drastic. Ratchet relies on him, not for comfort, but for stability. Knockout makes sure he stays fueled, makes sure to remind him of what he lives for, and keeps him from thinking on things too hard with ridiculous statements and his theatrics.
It has taken time, but Knockout has integrated well.
Knockout's Thoughts and Changes
In the beginning Knockout saw the Autobots behavior as completely within the realms of what he expected. He was prepared for hostility and emotionally and physically ready to do whatever underhanded things were necessary to secure himself a safe position. Seduction, Intelligence collection, favors, and anything else that could be asked of him were things that Knockout was resigned to doing should the need arise. However he found himself pleasantly surprised when nothing was required of him to attain things like safety and secure rations. As long as he didn't make trouble and did his job as a medic, no bot seemed to have a real issue with him beyond his previous allegiance.
After a few weeks he started to get a little paranoid with the overall neutral attitude toward his presence and began prodding at others, looking for the violent reactions he was used to. Knockout had always assumed that the Autobots operated on a similar strength based chain of command to the Decepticons. And so as he prodded, he searched for weaknesses, desires, and anything else that could be used to help him climb the ranks if need be. However all he found instead were a bunch of incredibly broken mecha.
Bumblebee's obvious denial regarding his Sire's death was spark breaking to witness. Thinking that it could have been a trap of some sort, Knockout avoided the mentally crippled youngling for a while. However when he found Bumblebee having a mental breakdown crying out for his Sire, Knockout threw his old Decepticon behaviors out the window in favor of helping. He held the youngling as he cried and poured out his very spark and tucked him into his berth when he finally fell into recharge out of exhaustion. From that point onward, Knockout couldn't in good conscious leave the youngling alone and so quickly found himself getting attached. In the end he and Bumblebee formed a friendship, and Knockout couldn't even find it in himself to be mean in any real fashion, not when Bumblebee so desperately needed emotional support.
Knockout hadn't intended on befriending the wreckers, mainly because they reminded him too much of Breakdown. However watching Wheeljack walk into an explosion and out the other end with melted finals, he couldn't help but chastise the mech as he used to with Breakdown as he fixed him up. Bulkhead was no better and Knockout ended up scuffing his paint in an attempt to stop him from trying to wander off with a mangled leg. The former Decepticon eventually gave up on trying to avoid the wreckers since they ended up in his medical bay so often. Instead he threw his servos up and allowed a fledgling friendship to form, with his two idiots getting hurt and him fixing them up in exchange for polish, a buff session, of a good treat.
It hurt his spark to see the wreckers smile, they reminded him so much of Breakdown it made him want to scream and hold them tight at the same time. But he managed to keep it together, and over time, his relationship with the wreckers helped him soothe the pain of Breakdown's death as he helped the wreckers deal with the aftereffects of what they said was "A great idea at the time".
Knockout would never admit it, but he was genuinely scared of Ultra Magnus. The mech is huge, intimidatingly, and has no tolerance for bad behavior. Everything about him reminded Knockout of Megatron and the mixed respect and fear he learned to associate with the mech. It didn't help that Ultra Magnus gave no leeway when it came to Knockout's integration. If the commander had his way he would have kept Knockout locked in a room with 24 hour supervision for at least a decade. As such Knockout tried to avoid Ultra Magnus when possible, and when unable, he couldn't stop himself from reverting back to how he behaved as a Decepticon. Throwing snark, being extra flamboyant, and making ominous threats even when he knew that Ultra Magnus wouldn't harm him without good reason.
Arcee was an interesting case for Knockout. At first he also steered clear of her, being well aware of his rather violent history. However as he dissected her nature through careful observation he came to see just how messed up she was in the head. And being a medic first and foremost, he made it his personal mission to get Arcee the therapy she so desperately needed. So to get her attention, he became the single handedly most irritating bot ever, constantly turning up and asking her questions at the most random moments. After helping her deal with a few panic attacks during one of his random check-ups, he managed to get her to open up a bit. And by Primus, he was shocked by what she told him about.
Weather she liked it or not, Knockout sort of adopted Arcee into his friend group of mentally crippled individuals, his group consisting of Bumblebee and Ratchet. He took her and his group everywhere and watched them like a hawk when on duty. He brought them little treats and always made sure Arcee had a comfort item on her when she was going somewhere farther out. When they grew closer, he also took the time to talk with Arcee, helping her work out her thoughts and pent up emotions by sharing his own.
As for Ratchet? Knockout was also rather terrified of him. He had seen and heard enough about the old medic to know that Ratchet was not only one the best doctors to ever walk Cybertron, but also highly dangerous. Knockout was incredibly careful when it came to Ratchet, knowing that the medic could hold a hard grudge when he wanted to, Knockout checked everything Ratchet gave him. Any interactions with him were closely examined and Knockout looked for everything that could be used against the medic should the need arise. He constantly made remarks about Ratchet's past and the war, hoping to figure out just what made Ratchet tick. And once he found out that the subject of Optimus was a trigger, Knockout prodded at it whenever possible.
He didn't know that his words hurt more than he realized. And it was only after he pulled Ratchet back from the edge of the well that he realized just how shattered Ratchet was mentally. Every comment about Optimus was silenced and Knockout took to caring for Ratchet in his rather underhanded way. He tried to give the medic things to do, people to talk with, and overall keep him out of his own helm. Over time he got Ratchet back on his pedes alongside the rest of his mentally crippled patients, eventually leading him and Ratchet to develop an actual friendship. They bickered in a friendly manner and talked about what was and what will be. However Knockout could see just how delicate Ratchet's mental state was even after plenty of therapy and aid on his part. In the end he was the one who got Ratchet a minicon companion a few years after the well started spitting out newsparks. It was the best he could do to help his friend start caring about life again.
At the end of it all, Knockout hardly noticed the changes he went through. His frame hardly shifted, only gaining a slightly greater luster. But his optics were brighter, no longer dulled with fear and hopelessness. His movements were more open, less controlled, and highly expressive. His smiles were less prideful and instead kind, if one were to look past his theatrics. Overall he became a happier healthier mech, even his mental state improved as he aided others, his grief over Breakdown's death healing with time.
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When Optimus returned, the team were ecstatic. They were too happy to have their Prime back to see what Knockout could see.
Optimus's optics were too similar to Ratchet's during the first few years of Knockout working with him. The Prime's movements seemed choreographed, planned, almost like he was unsure how to act. And most concerningly to Knockout, Optimus seemed like he wasn't fully there mentally. His actions did not line up with the powerful Prime he had fought against decades prior.
Knockout watched quietly as Optimus interacted with those around him. Everything he did seemed like it was scripted or reused in some way, shape, or form. When forced to make a decision, his choices were skewed, almost immature, often forgetting the bigger goal in favor of whatever it was that caught his interest first. His interactions with Bumblebee were frustrating for everyone involved. Bumblebee was still recovering from his deep denial and still mimicked Optimus more often than not. The Prime in question reacting to this by behaving in a manner that resembled a rookie more so than an ancient scholar, warrior, and god-avatar.
Knockout could see that others sensed Optimus's odd shift, but they refused to acknowledge it, chalking it up to the Prime getting used to civilian life after millennia of war. But Knockout was not one to ignore a problem right in front of his face.
Whatever was going on with Optimus was serious, and it needed to be addressed before the Prime did something foolish.
#maccadam#transformers#transformers prime#team prime#knockout#optimus prime#this took so long to write#I think it's not bad though#poor knockout my beloved#he has to deal with so much crap
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yo bookwalker’s having a coin boost event on yuri until 6/25/23, there’s a sale but it only applies to ‘yuri is my job’ (personally I wasn’t compelled by that one). anyway here are some of the series on the list I like:
Still Sick—office lady romance about a woman who draws yuri being found at a convention by a coworker, one of my absolute faves (3 volumes, complete)
5 seconds before a witch falls in love—collection of stories, main story is a two-shot about a witch hunter and a witch duking it out (really like this one) and there’s a oneshot about the most normal girl in existence but a demon and angel obsess over her (not personally a fan). regardless if you like the oneshot, imo the main story is SUUUUPER worth it, I love it a lot (1 volume, complete)
Failed Princesses—high school romance with the energy of a hot-blooded shounen. these gals shout passionately about their feelings. the main character is a popular girl who’d talk shit about the unpopular girl but then her boyfriend cheated on her and the unpopular girl was like ‘hey. you have to be happy. you’re not allowed to be unhappy (because I resent you for being the perfect popular girl)’ and the popular girl was like ‘oh my god… you are sooo NICE I’m obsessed you forever now’ (this is all in like the first two chapters) (6 volumes, complete)
black and white—honestly? I’m not entirely sold on the writing (I don’t think it really coheres in terms of why the relationship develops how it does) but the novelty of having office ladies violently beat the shit out of each other carries it, especially since sal jiang’s art is really good. like those gals are BRAWLING for real, it’s kind of refreshing (1 volume, incomplete)
here are series that I fell off of because I lost interest but they weren’t bad or anything:
The two of them are pretty much like this—slice of life established relationship between a voice actress in her early 20s and a novelist in her 30s (I think). it’s cute, it’s good for folks who like fluff, I fell off because it felt more meandering whereas I like stories with heated drama and momentum (3 volumes, probably ongoing?)
School zone girls—high school gag 4koma, really good for folks who like the *stupid* high school energy. This is a manga with rowdy gals who are idiots. I fell off because it’s one of those really long + big cast kinda manga, yknow, like tsurezure children or gekkan shoujo, so it’ll probably suit folks who like those types (4 volumes, ongoing)
Hello Melancholic—high school gals in a band (I think they do jazz? or it’s some kind of brass band? well the main character plays trumpet), it’s pretty cute and has a solid gloomy gal with hella anxiety + excitable gal who Will Get Her Way No Matter What dynamic, I just fell off of it because I wasn’t interested at the time (3 volumes, complete)
Otherside Picnic—college gals investigating another world/urban legends, the main character is someone who just wanted to chill in another world and the love interest is Looking For Someone Who Disappeared. it’s fun and entertaining, it’s a light novel and the main character has a lot of fun biases—when she says she’s just a normal girl who has experienced a normal life, she is absolutely lying. Good for folks who like urban legends and kind of… investigative arcs? Action and mystery vibes? I read up to volume 4 and fell off because that was all that was out (7 volumes, incomplete, vol 8 is coming out in august)
She loves to cook, she loves to eat—slice of life with working women, the main character loves to cook, the love interest loves to eat. Good for folks who like more grounded stories, the main character thinks a lot about how she’s seen as A Great Potential Wife rather than someone who just has a hobby and the love interest gets underestimated a lot (I think she works in construction??) and gets judgement from being a woman who, yknow, likes to eat. from what I read it’s a very tentative kind of romance of a couple of women finding someone comfortable to be around, I fell off because I get more grabbed by internal/interpersonal conflict rather than external/societal influences but I think it’ll grab folks who 1) like more grounded stories, 2) likes food (3 volumes, I think incomplete?)
Catch these hands!—ex-delinquent and her old classmate that’s obsessed with her. The artist did love live doujins, I think? Anyway it’s fun, would appeal to folks who like things that are lighthearted and who enjoy weird women. I don’t think I was compelled by the emotional focus but I don’t think that means it was bad (4 volumes, complete I think)
I didn’t like these but a lot of people do:
Even Though We’re Adults—messy adult relationship, one of them is married to a man and the other one is like ‘this is so fucking stupid do NOT go through with this it is SUCH a bad idea’ and she goes through with it. shimura is a pretty renowned yuri mangaka, she’s the one who did aoi hana, it’ll probably be a good read for people who like emotionally complex and pretty miserable stories. didn’t have enough humor for my tastes and I fell off pretty early (6 volumes, ongoing)
Run away with me, girl—gorgeous and unique art, it’s about two gals who were high school sweethearts and then one of them went off to be with a guy, the gals reunite as adults and they end up running away together. one of the gals is pregnant and was in an abusive relationship, which is why she’s running. again, for people who like emotionally complex stories. I wasn’t satisfied with the love interest’s development, kinda reminded me of octave, but I know other folks who would probably enjoy how the narrative approaches her (3 volumes, complete)
SHWD—buff women and sci-fi action horror. good art. I don’t think any of the character archetypes or dynamics appealed to me but if you’re desperate for buff women and like sci-fi/action/horror this will help probably (1 volume, incomplete? idk)
Roadqueen—mira’s art is gorgeous but I’m not super compelled by the writing. Good for people who want something goofy and hot-blooded, the vibes are kind of… shounen gag manga? I think? (1 volume, complete)
I’m in love with the villainess—manga adaption of a light novel, one of the most successful (and. one of the very few) villainess transmigration romances, the main character transmigrates into the protagonist and her favorite character is the villainess. one of my friends really likes it and there’s some Sincere Feelings on What It’s Like To Be A Lesbian, but I find it to comedy-focused for my tastes in the beginning. There’s also a spinoff from the villainess’ perspective. Actually I don’t remember if I linked to the manga adaption or the light novel… uh… figure it out yourself.
Bloom into you—everybody loves this one. It has good writing. I don’t like it. High school slice of life coming of age, very emotions-focused, probably like 10 volumes or something I dunno
Superwomen in love—I actually despise this one but according to my strict principles I’m including it because the concept is unique and would appeal to people probably. it’s like tokusatsu yuri with a general defecting from the evil organization and teaming up with the hero. I would’ve liked it more if it was more sincere and less gag-focused. Read it for a fun time but not a deep time until they sprinkle in pathos of heroism and love etc and then they go back to comedy. I guess. I fell off a couple volumes in I dunno it probably gets better. However I like tokusatsu and romance too much to continue.
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aaa omg i absolutely loved your headcanons they are so cute!! 💗 also im tumblr is being mean 😭 i hope everything gets fixed soon <33
aa do you think you could maybe write something with kenny?? lee or ler is fine, anything you want!! your hcs for him are just so adorable i can't choose which side i like more 😭 i honestly am just looking forward to anything you have planned <3 tysm!! i hope you have a good day! 💗💗
aaaa!!! toast you are the sweetest 🥹 thank you so much for all the love and support!! it truly means the world! im so sorry this took so long!!! i hope it’s at least a little bit worth it- im still trying to get into the swing of things- so im sorry if it isn’t the best! also it has a super long intro sorry sorry sorry!! i hope you guys enjoy!!! (first fic yayyyy!!!)
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Swallow Your Pride!
Lee Kenny / Ler Stan and Kyle
Word Count: 3,038
With Cartman in Nebraska for the first few weeks of summer, Stan and Kyle think a celebration is in order! Kenny is a bit iffy on the idea; but every problem can be solved with just a little bit of friendly persuasion!
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“Oh shit, dude. I’m so sorry to hear that.”
That day had started like any other. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and even though it was summer, the snow kept snowing. Softer than it normally would, sure, but the snow was a bit of a damper on the Teen Beach Movie summer that Stan had secretly been yearning for.
It wasn’t hard to believe that Stan expected today to go like it typically would: a casual hang-out, at his house, with his friends, the four of them having a fun little Mortal Kombat: Onslaught tournament.
“No! No, really, I am! It’s not gonna be the same without you, man. How long are you gonna be there for?”
But it seemed like fate had other plans today. With his phone held against his ear, Stan would pace around his living room as he spoke. Kyle sat criss-cross-applesauce on the floor while Kenny laid on his side behind him, resting his head comfortably on one of Stan’s throw pillows. They were (not so) patiently awaiting Cartman’s arrival. They wanted to start kicking some ass already!
Every now and then Kyle would manage to make eye contact with Stan, shooting him a look that could only be described as a mixture of irritation and confusion. “Where the fuck is he? What’s taking so long?” He’d whisper, crossing his arms tight against his chest as Stan held up his “give me a second” finger. He’d grumble a bit at that, adding an eye roll to the mix. They could’ve started thirty minutes ago if Cartman came when he was supposed to!
“Yeah.” Stan would pause, nodding his head. He’d turn, his eyes bouncing between Kyle and Kenny. “No, don’t worry. I’ll tell them.” He’d say, turning back around as he’d begin pacing a bit more. That seemed to peek Kyle’s attention even more, now turning to Kenny with a raised brow.
“What do you think they’re talking about? What excuse is Cartman gonna try to pull this time?” He’d ask, trying his hardest to keep his volume low. He had never really been the best whisperer.
“I don’t know..” Kenny would shrug, getting up from his comfortable laying position to be able to hear better.
“Maybe he died.” Kyle would joke, letting out an overdramatic sigh. “That would be fucking awesome, wouldn’t it?” He’d add, cupping his hands together in a wistful Disney princess pose.
Kenny couldn’t help but let a few giggles slip at Kyle’s dramatics, beginning to tighten his parka. Kyle would start softly chuckling to himself as a result of Kenny’s infectious laugh, being quick to shush Kenny while still staring at Stan intently. “Shhh! Duhude, shut up! I can’t hear!” He’d whisper through his own giggles, batting his hand at him.
“I hear you. Okay. Yeah. I’ll let them know.” Stan would stop his pacing, now beginning to walk himself back to the center of the living room. Kyle’s giggles slowly faded as he analyzed Stan’s facial expression. He looked…upset. Shit. Did something genuinely happen? He was only joking about Cartman dying-!
“Yeah. I’ll talk to you later. Bye, dude.”
Stan would wait for the click, shifting his eyes from his phone to the two curious boys sitting in front of him. He looked…sad. The somber expression on his face scaring away the playful atmosphere that had once graced the room. Kyle couldn’t help but hesitate before asking his next question.
“…What happened?”
Stan would blink at that question, staring at his phone again before slowly sliding it into his pocket. “Kyle…it’s Cartman…” Stan would start, his tone heavy and serious. Oh god. Kyle would begin mentally preparing himself. He prayed to God that Stan wouldn’t start crying. He couldn’t handle Stan crying. But, after a split second, it was apparent he wouldn’t have to worry about that at all.
“Cartman’s gone for two weeks!”
The mood in the room completely changed. Stan’s face completely changed. The frown on his face turned itself around real quick, now replaced with one of the most vibrant smiles Kyle had ever seen. Dramatic asshole. That was his first thought. After he had comprehended what Stan said though, he had a completely different thought.
“You’re shitting me!”
“I’m not! I’m not shitting you!”
“You’re not shitting him?”
“No! No, I’m not! Cartman’s-“
“Dude!”
“-going to Nebraska-“
“No way!”
“-to see his family! For two weeks!”
“Thank you, GOD!” Kyle would cheer, jumping up from the floor. “Dude we gotta- we gotta do something!” Kyle could hardly contain himself as he celebrated. Deep down, he wanted to burst out into song. ‘The Witch Is Dead’ sounded like a pretty good option at the moment. And he wasn’t the only one pumped up either! Kenny was bouncing on his toes with excitement! They had prayed for this day for so long- and it was finally happening!
“We need to celebrate!” Stan would exclaim. “Uh- shit! What should we do? It has to be something special.” He’d begin pacing around the room again, only this time; he was joined by Kyle and Kenny.
“We should go get food!” Kyle would suggest.
“Yeah! Let’s get food!” Kenny would second. Sure, you couldn’t see the smile on his face because of his parka; but you could pretty much hear it!
“Okay! Food!” Stan would agree. Perfect! This was going great! “It’s settled then! We’re getting food!” He’d announce, the real question settling in as the words left his mouth. “…Uh. Where are we going to get food?” Oh. Yeah. They hadn’t really thought about that. Huh. The three boys would exchange looks, waiting for one of the other two to offer up an idea.
“Bennigan’s!” Kyle would confidently propose, an accomplished smile on his face. “We never go to Bennigan’s! Let’s do something new and go to Bennigan’s!”
Stan’s jaw would drop, nodding his head. “Dude! You’re a GENIUS! Hell yeah, let’s go to Bennigan’s!” With that settled Stan would rush over to the door, Kyle following closely behind. The two were so eager, they wouldn’t even notice how Kenny wasn’t following after them.
“I can post it on TikTok- so he knows how much fun we’re having without him!” Kyle would smirk. He had always dreamed of this moment. He could only imagine how red his stupid, smug face would get after seeing how not-in-shambles they were without him there.
“Dude. Perfect! This is gonna be sick!” Stan couldn't help but smile as he opened the front door. He’d turn, now noticing how Kenny was still in the same place that he was ten seconds prior. Maybe he hadn’t heard them the first time? “C’mon, Kenny! We’re going to Bennigan’s!” He’d call, beginning to make his way out the door.
“You guys go without me- have fun!”
Well- that wasn't what they expected. Stan would walk back into the house, Kyle following. He’d close and lock the door, a frown forming on his face as he walked toward Kenny. “But...you have to come! It won't be a celebration without you!” He’d insist.
“Yeah! ...Do you not like Bennigan’s?” Kyle would ask, trying to offer up solutions. “We can go someplace else if you don't wanna go to Bennigan’s!”
“No…Bennigan’s isn’t the problem.” Kenny loved the sound of going to Bennigan’s. Sitting and eating with his friends sounded like so much fun. But…he didn’t think he could afford that right now. It sucked that he had to turn the offer down, but it was much better than the alternative-
“Kenny…you know we could pay for-“
“No.” Kenny would deny Kyle’s offer before he even got the full thing out. It wouldn’t be the first time this exact scenario had played out; and every single time Kenny agreed to let them pay for him, he’d get home and have to deal with the guilt of it all. He didn’t wanna deal with that today!
“Dude, it’s really not a big deal. Kyle and I can split-“
“I don’t want you to pay for me.” Throwing himself down onto Stan’s couch, he’d cross his arms. He wasn’t going to budge on his one. “Just go. Have fun!” Grabbing the drawstrings on his parka, he’d pull it shut, signaling that he was done talking. Conversation over.
“But, Kenny…Kenny, we really want you to-!” Kyle would start to say, only to get cut off by a hand being placed on his shoulder. He’d turn to Stan to give him another look; just to be met with a completely different look staring right back at him.
They’d stare at each other for a few minutes, not a word leaving their lips before Kyle finally broke the silence. “…Gotcha’.”
“Kenny…” Stan would start, glancing at Kyle every now and then to make sure he was getting into position. “We really want you to come.” He’d say, sitting down on Kenny’s left. He’d wait for Kyle to sit down on his right before continuing.
“Surely, there must be some way we could-“ Snaking his hand around, he’d loop his hands under both of Kenny’s arms, turning him counterclockwise. “Twist your arm on this?” With that line dropped, he’d give Kyle a wink. His silent way of saying “He’s all yours.”
Kenny would let out a surprised yelp at being grabbed, taking a second to truly comprehend the predicament he was in. He’d try to open his mouth to bargain, or beg, or something that could save him- but Kyle wasted no time. All he managed to get out was a startled, “Wait- please don’t!” before Kyle began digging his finger into his sides. A squeal would be ripped from his throat as he immediately began to thrash from side to side.
“Guhuhuys! Stohohop ihihit!!” He’d giggle, a bit embarrassed by how easily it was to make him laugh. He’d thrash around in Stan’s hold, kicking his legs in an attempt to break free.
“Don’t kick me, Kenny! I’ll make it, like, ten times worse!” Kyle would teasingly threaten, squeezing both of his sides one at a time. Like a little pattern! “You know, I’ll stop tickling you if you come to Bennigan’s with us!”
“Mm-mhmhmhmhm!!! I dohohon’t wahahanna!!” Kenny would frantically shake his head, throwing himself to and fro as he laughed. He’d clench his hands into fists, yanking himself forward. But it seemed whenever Kenny thought he got the tiniest bit of leverage- Stan would just tighten his grip.
“Kenny, c’mon! Kyle’s being so nice to you right now!” Stan would remark, speaking from experience. Actually, he couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous. Why couldn’t he go that easy on him? “Don’t you want to quit while you’re ahead? He’s being super merciful.”
“Stan. Don’t backseat drive, dude. If you think you could do better, we could just switch-“ Kyle would scoff, although it was easy to tell he wasn't as offended as his words made him sound. “If you don't trust my tickling abilities, that’s fine-” He’d grumble, sneaking his fingers under Kenny’s parka. He’d walk his fingers up and down his sides, making Kenny squeak from the sudden switch-up.
“No! No no- I get what you're doing- building suspense! I'm down for it, 100%. I'm just... bargaining with him! Tactics. You know?” Stan would quickly change his tune, nodding in agreement.
“Chrihihist!! Thihis ihis sohoho duhuhumb!!” Kenny would whine through his giggles, throwing his head back in annoyance. “I sahaid I dohon’t wahahanna gohoho! Stohohop ihit alreheheady!”
“But you do wanna go Kenny, that’s the problem!” Kyle would insist. “We know you wanna come- make things easier for yourself! We don’t mind paying, just swallow your pride and have lunch with us!”
“Nohohoho!!!” Kenny would squeal as Kyle started poking at his ribs. He’d jerk even harder, still being trapped between the couch and his two friends. “I dohohon’t wahahanna gohoho anywhehere wihihith yohohou dihihickheheads!”
“Dickheads?!”
“Dickheads?”
Kyle would gasp in feigned horror and offense, halting the tickling momentarily; whereas Stan would just blink in confusion. “Where did you get dickheads from? I don’t think I’ve ever heard you call us dickheads before-“
“Dickheads! He called us dickheads, Stan!” Kyle would shout, a stunned expression on his face. “We can’t let him get away with that, right? He called us dickheads!” Kyle would repeat yet again, just in case the word went totally unnoticed. “Say sorry, Kenny! Say you didn’t mean to call us dickheads!”
Kenny would visibly weigh out his options as his sat there, Stan’s arms still holding his tight while Kyle’s hands laid flat on his ribs. Sure, the logical choice would be to just concede and chalk it up to a slip of the tongue. But…Kenny just wasn’t in the mood for that. “…No!” He’d confidently exclaim after a couple of beats. “You guys are dickheads and I don’t wanna go to Bennigan’s!”
“No? Fine! Suit yourself, dude. Stan, can you focus up there?” Kyle would ask, removing his fingers from Kenny’s parka. He’d crack both his knuckles, watching as Stan grabbed both of Kenny’s wrists with his left hand before beginning to hold them above his head. “You wanna be an asshole? Fine then, be an asshole!”
Kenny would giggle in anticipation, pulling at his arms, hoping for some miracle surge of strength that would let him pull his arms down. But it seemed like his luck really wasn’t there today, since no miracle surge would ever appear. He’d squeeze his eyes shut, bracing himself as he got ready for the countdown. They would have to do a countdown, right?
Wrong. Kenny was very wrong. Stan and Kyle would have some prolonged eye contact for a little bit, communicating when to start. About five seconds after Kenny closed his eyes was what they settled on. Kyle would give Stan a moment to go first, nodding his head as Stan abruptly began scribbling his fingers into Kenny’s armpits.
“WAHAhahait! Stahahan!” Kenny would jump from the sudden attack, a peel of laughter pouring out. “Hehehey, nohoho fahahair! It’s two agahahaisnt ohoneEE-“ Kenny would start to complain, not really expecting Kyle to actually go for the kill. Sure, he said he would…maybe he should’ve known better than to doubt him. But doubt him he did, so he was nowhere near prepared when Kyle dove into his hips.
“SHIHIHIHIT!” Kenny would jolt, letting out a noise that could only be described as the scream of a man who was being brutally murdered. And, for this situation? Pretty valid. “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” He’d cackle, practically screaming with laughter at this point. Very fitting. He’d flail his legs, trying his hardest to get one good kick in- just for a little bit of leeway. Even if it meant he had to roll off the couch, he’d take anything at this point.
“Aw, damn it…” Stan would let out a very fake sigh of disappointment, tsking as he shook his head. “I’m sorry to do this to ya’, Kenny…but I can’t understand you. Like. At all.” He’d say, pouting his lips. Just for the dramatics of it all! “I’m normally fluent in Kenny! I don’t know what happened…” He’d sigh yet again, going agonizingly slow with his portion of the tickling. “…Kyle? Do you know what he said? It’s really bumming me out…”
“Oh, Yeah! Don’t worry dude, I got you!” Kyle would nod with a bright smile, immediately going along with Stan’s little bit. “He said “Please keep tickling me Stan and Kyle! I love being tickled allll over! It’s just soooo much fun! That’s the real reason why I’m being such a dick to you guys! I just loveee being tickled!” Thank you for being so honest with us, Kenny! You should’ve just asked sooner!”
“Ohhhh, I gotcha!” Stan would nod, speeding up his fingers. “Yeah, you should’ve just said so sooner, Kenny! We could keep doing this all day! Oh- actually- that just gave me an idea! Let’s do this instead! We don’t need Bennigan’s, let’s just tickle Kenny alll day long!”
Jesus fucking Christ on a bike, Kenny felt like he was going to turn into a fucking tomato. With how red he was, there wouldn’t be that much of a difference. Kenny wanted to keep on a brave face, just let them have their fun until the eventually got tuckered out. But upon hearing Stan’s new “brilliant” idea, Kenny couldn’t help but worry that they actually would put that plan into motion. He couldn’t handle that. Actually, he couldn’t really handle this.
“OKAHAHAHAY!! OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY! I’LL GOHOHOHO!!”
“And?”
“I’M SOHOHOHORRY FOHOHOR CAHAHALLING YOHOU GUHUYS DIHIHICKHEHEADS!! I’M SOHOHO SOHOHORRY!”
Kenny would wave his verbal white flag of surrender in the air, and it would only take milliseconds for both Stan and Kyle to stop tickling, remove their hands, and let him go. He could’ve sworn he saw the two fist-bump as they did, but he was so out of breath, maybe he hallucinated it? He probably didn’t, but he wouldn’t point it out. Just in case.
“Great! Don’t bring your wallet, ‘whole thing is on us!” Stan would casually say, making his way to the door yet again. Kenny wasn’t able to fight the look of utter confusion on his face. The two acted like nothing had just happened, like they didn’t almost kill him a few seconds ago. How the hell-?
“We’re really happy you’re coming, Kenny..” Kyle would say, staying behind for a bit as Stan walked out the door. “You can catch your breath- but don’t take too long! Stan and I are gonna wait for you outside, and we’re not going without you!” And just like that, they were gone. Like nothing had happened. Kenny would be left on the couch; feeling breathless, confused, and kind of…grateful?
They really wanted him to go that bad? He thought he was just being a burden, but they went through all that trouble convincing him- just so he would come? That meant something, didn’t it? Maybe they had a weird way of showing it; but that meant they cared, didn’t it? It had to, right? Words couldn’t really describe how he felt at the moment. In fact, only two words would be able to leave him mouth; let alone come to mind at all.
“‘Fucking dickheads…”
#FIRST FIC YAYYYYY#this took so long to write#i hated it SO MUCH at first and i just refused to write for it#but it’s grown on me!!! taking a step back really helped🥹#im so sorry it took so long!!!#LEE KENNY AGENDA#but honestly this was really fun🥹#AAAA i hope you guys like it!!!#south park tickles#lee!kenny#ler!kyle#ler!stan#strawberry writes
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WHICH ONE?
My answer is
YES
I'm gonna tell you about my fucked up bird dude cause I love him actually
THIS IS HIM ^^^^ BENJAMIN!!!!
I'm gonna put everything under cut just for others' convenience lmao (also quick CW for things like unethical experimentation and the things that come with that)
SO . Like in this world magic exists but it's not like your usual magic. I kinda treat it like art in the sense that if, given time, effort and dedication, everyone can do art. But obviously, nobody does, because maybe they're just not interested in it, or learn really slow, or have given up on it. In the same vein some people learn and improve in magic very quickly while for others it takes their whole life. There's probably a very skilled 13 year old out there who can revive people and summon whole hurricanes just cause....
BUT IM GETTING OFF TRACK.
So this world is kinda set in the medieval times? So the understanding of magic is quite lacking. So in one kingdom some of the greatest scientific minds got together under the kings approval and were like 'yo. Let's check how far we can push this, actually,'
The first batches of experiments, labeled the beta stage, consisted of mostly animal based experimentation. Can you cast spells into multiple objects? Can you give a dog the ability to cast magic? Can you store magic? Can you modify things? How far?
.... Not many of the beta experiments survived. If any. But their sacrifices gave way for the second, proper stage to begin; human experimentation.
This is the stage Benjamin, or C-86 which I'll be calling him in this period, came from.
C-86 was not an easy experiment to take care of. Energetic, disruptive, unresponsive and totally unrelenting to cooperate. Was this because he was genetically modified at birth? Were the bird genes that they've etched into his DNA somehow causing him to do this? Or was it simply the result of genetical modification being a new, untested method?
Whatever the case may be, C-86 was a problem. Countless injured scientists, some having to be hospitalized due to infection - it was taking a toll on the facility, and they needed a solution.
Another untested method that was being developed was rune making. With runes you could imbue an object with a specific quality, store and write down spell combinations, and much, much more.
Their use in relation to C-86 was simple. To reel him into obedience. How? Well, mind control was a good option. Best case scenario they'd be able to lock away or even eliminate the disruptive part of him.
Long story short the attempt failed - leaving C-86 more than just an inconvenience now. But an actual active threat. Due to his new ability to [REDACTED].
Let's say they had to take unethical measures to keep him under control now.
As the years passed, a very important thing that occurred was that two of the experiments escaped. Which made the population extremely suspicious and thrust the facility into the public eye. In response, the lead scientists made the drastic decision to move the facility. It wasn't the only facility around by now, but it was the one responsible for both the experiments and the escape.
This is a very shitty map doodle but basically, the quickest route to the new facility was through another country - an empire, to be exact. And the scientists had to move as quickly as possible with their very alive cargo for obvious reasons.
The empire caught wind of this, and sent their own forces to retrieve this top secret cargo, cause it was on their territory after all.
The transport gets raided and thus, most of the experiments either escape, or are now in possession of the empire. So y'know very fun stuff.
Due to being unconscious while the transportation was happening, C-86 was in possession of the empire now.
From there, he gets taken to the emperor- and this is where my favourite part happens and it's honestly just so much fluff & angst as C-86 or Benjamin now befriends the emperor's son, Albert, and he basically gets found family'd and finally experiences some happiness 😭😭
The overarching arc at first there is Benjamin attempting to better Albert's relationship with his dad, who Albert believes he has to constantly prove himself to, to make him proud and to make sure he still loves him. In reality the emperor loves and cares for his son unconditionally but due to the environment can't show it without loosing his "Strong, Undisputed and Merciless Emperor" image he gained.
The arc ends with Benjamin running away due to being inherently convinced that he's completely unlovable and undeserving of anything good due to him not being human :) in his goodbye letter he basically goes, 'well now that you're at way better terms with your dad, my job here is done and you're free to continue with me finally out of your hair.'
#hes SO FUCKED UP#convinced hes unlovable and unable to love due to his time in the facility#while albert is like DUDE. YOU'RE BASICALLY MY BROTHER DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE. COME HERE.#FAMILY HUG LET'S GO.#THIS TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE
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Introductions
Greetings everyone, I am Jeremiah Arkham, head of Arkham Asylum. I use he/him pronouns and am 48 years old. Jonathan Crane, aka The Scarecrow, had threatened convinced me to make this blog.
I'll probably post during down-time at the asylum, since I don't get a lot of time off. Feel free to ask me anything, I suppose.
#this took so long to write#mf is the dryest texter i just know it#jeremiah arkham#dr arkham#scarecrow#jonathan crane#rp blog#batman#batman comics#ask blog#ask me whatever#asks open
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You can't tell me humans haven't taken more than 7 lives for as long as they roamed the earth. That puts it into perspective. Even then, I should clarify one of those humans wasn't killed even by monsters. Your child. Chara killed themself. Chara killed themself because they hated humans. They're "violent, selfish, and ignorant" creatures. That's what Chara said. I know not all humans are like that because my three best friends are humans. But whatever the heck you and the people around Chara did to them, you sure as hell made them think that way! So they killed themself specifically so the monster you killed could take their soul and get revenge.
So that monster holding their body you killed? If he really was violent, he would and could have wiped out EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU without a second thought. *Flowey glares at the town in front of him with hate. With hate for them, and with hate for Asriel.* You saw what really happened. He didn't do anything even as you tortured him, even though it was your own human child's wishes against their own race. Isn't that pathetic? *Flowey laughs weakly to himself, and his expression softens. He glances at Toriel for a moment before averting his eyes again immediately.*
I know none of you believe me.
...
Just listen to the others, okay?
*Flowey burrows away. (he'll be back with something next ask so don't end the speech too soon after Clover's response.)*
(Random Person 1) "You know, screw you all. I'm with the monsters. You all should go to hell. We are hate. Chara died by their hand."
(Mom) "There's no proof to that. What's your name anyway."
(Random Person 1) "My name is John, and I was in the same class as Chara. I know you are all just saying that because you can't take accountability. We all know the real reason Chara left. I saw how they looked when they got anything below 90%. Those excuses you bring, try to make an excuse for a whip across the face!!!"
(Mom) "Liar!"
(John) "I say we don't dishonor these monsters who's with me!!!"
Dead silence for 4 seconds
(Mom) "I just realized the evil flower has all the police."
(Toriel) "Please, I'm not worth it. I should've listened to Asgore."
Kara walked up
(Kara) "Everyone calm down for a moment. I have a few words. I know Chara meant a lot to some of you, but I must ask, when did the war start?"
(Mom) "It was all when two kids were playing tag. One kid was running and accidentally got stabbed by some pointy rocks and died. The monster then absorbed the soul and made a powerful being that could do anything. It took a while, but we killed them. You've got to remember the real reason we do this isn't just for Chara or Clover. They're just people wrapped in this. If one monster, for any reason, wants to kill a human, succeeds, and becomes evil, there's no stopping it. That's what we're afraid of. There are only a million monsters. Millions don't matter to me when there are billions at stake. We thought we could trap you underground, but we can't. We'll have to kill you instead. Say your final words and get out of here."
(Kara) "I will let Buttercup speak after me. Ahem You all have no way to deal with your lives. After you want to kill monsters, who's next? Violence will come one day to all that are different. Why do we do it, though? Look at Toriel. She's just a Mom. She doesn't mean to harm anyone who doesn't wrong her. Papyrus is one of the best guys I've ever met. He will become friends with everyone. We can't all say that monsters are different than humans. They have goals and more love than most others. The truth is, we all are the same. Some of us are terrible, others are good. It's not right that Chara hated humanity. People are born, and they live. That's it. One day, I want to walk up to a child and a monster sitting on the sidewalk, eating ice cream and telling stories. For those two to be friends just like Asriel and Chara were. Think of all the lonely kids who you could help make friends. If I can see the day that monster and human kids love each other, that'll be enough for me."
#undertale#the white soul#kara#flowey#ask flowey#papyrus#Toriel#John#This took so long to write#I was rewriting what I thought this should be so many times#Took me an hour and a half in my bed past my bedtime.#I'm sure that's nothing compared to Flowey making his animations but it still means something to me#thanks for the ask!#and to all my followers stay awesome
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PPPP - P - PDPP - PDPP - DDD / DDP - DDD - DDD - DDP - PDPP - P!!
PPPP - DDD - PDD / PD - PDP - P / DPDD - DDD - PPD?? :)
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PP - DD / DPP - DDD - PP - DP - DDP / DDP - DDD - DDD - DPP! / PPPP - DDD - PDD / PD - PDP - P / DPDD - DDD - PPD?
#this took so long to write#I don't know morse code#google is the best search engine#google posting#google#asks
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thing that really annoys me about morse code is that it's not a fucking code at all
it's a cipher, by definition
yes, you can have morse code books, but those aren't books in morse code, those are code books for morse
a code is like an acronym, a smaller set of numbers or letters that represent a larger word or phrase. a cipher is a set of symbols that individually represent each letter of the alphabet, this can even be other letters in the same alphabet
therefore, morse code must be a cipher
btw, i wrote this entirely in morse code out of spite, so sorry for any odd phrasing, im not used to typing this slow
#this took so long to write#no fucking kidding#im out of practice#morse code#codes#ciphers#sorta rant?#definiton
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Because the wonderful @varibean asked, my secret theater kids vat7k au vomit. But because I have have like 3 different ones, we’re only doing one.
So same general time frame that vat7k happens in, not modern because i said so. Not much difference
Starting with Varian: He definately had to take piano lassons as a child, and Old Corona’s piano teacher just so happens to have done music for a lot of local plays and shows that happen. They kinda introduce Varian to everything, and turns out it’s really cool playing for a musical! So much so that he volenteers to play for them often, even auditioned a couple of times just for shits and made the part for a background character or small role.
Of course he gets older and the whole villain arc happens, nothing really changes there, but once he gets redeemed and he becomes the Royal Engineer he goes back to playing piano when he has some free time. Definately has some friends at a local theater in Corona and has found himself with a role or two in one of the shows. The only thing is he’s never really told many people about him being a theater kid or knowing how to play piano, his dad knows of course but he just kinda forgot to really tell Eugene, Rapunzel, or Cass. It never came up is all.
He’d probably like Wicked, Heathers, Chicago, maybe even Hamlet, and primarily finds being a narrator fun, since he’s not on the stage much and, if they’ll let him, can still just play the piano.
Yong I think would be more of a tech kid for this au, it’s just no one wants him near the lights casue you know. He’d love to work with them though! One of the things he’s hoping, is that once he can figure out how to not make everything explode that he tinkers with, he can work with them more often. He’s definately almost set fire to the props at least one though. Probably would like Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
Nuru would have been introduced to theater through watching it, obviously. The first time she saw a play, she imedently knew that’s what she wanted to do one day. She actively makes donations to theater groups across her kingdom and has definately, on the very rare occasion, been in a show. Most often of times she is watching them though. She definately takes ballet though, when she isn’t studying astronomy or other things. Not a lot of people in her personal life know she does these things though, just her family.
She’d probably likes ballets more, but I can see her loving The Sound of Music, maybe even Hamilton.
Hugo however, I think would be the most surprising when findong out he likes musicals. He was introduced to the theater when he was young, maybe 9, I think, went inside to hide from some people chasing him on the street. Ever since then, he’s hidden away in the theater to get away from anything, cops, angry salesmen, other thieves, life, and so on. The first couple of times a show might have been playing, and he stuck around to watch, finding he quite liked it.
It was around the 5th time he ducked in he met Donelle for the first time, and she saw this tiny, probably not even 10 y/o kid and went “He’s mine now,” and took him under her wing. (I am such a sucker for Momelle) I like to think he took ballet lessons to aid him in being a thief, but he’ll also use those lessons to help him audition for shows. Don of course knows about it, she knows everything, and even will go to shows to watch Hugo. She’ll admit he’s great dancer, but definately won’t tell another soul that Hugo loves theater as much as her. Cyrus would never let her live it down how much Hugo is like her.
Hugo would probably like Chicago (similarly to Varian), Newsies, and would take to his grave that Annie is his favorie musical of all time. Ballet is his favorite to play in of course, he likes to show off.
How they figured each other out is the dumbes thing though, I’d like to imagine it had to do with getting information on a totem or something. Like all four of them were invited to a fancy party, or they went uninvited, or something and they need a distraction so someone can go and get whatever it is from the other person.
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Varian turns to Nuru, Yong, and Hugo and says quietly, “I have an idea, you might not like it, but it’ll work. Quick question, can any of you dance?”
All of them, slightly taken aback by the random question but hopeful yet that the four of them have a chance get the information they need to get to the next trial, pause for a long moment. Genuinly thinking about their answers. That is until Hugo eventually shrugs he shoulders, not seeing the harm in dancing or Varian’s plan he has yet explained to the rest of them. They all knew he was flexible, and in the worst case scenario, he thought to himself, he would just be doing some basic ballet. Nothing that can incriminate him.
“Perfect!” Varian exclaims suddenly, “Nuru, you know how to convince our guy to hand over what we need. Yong if anything happens, use your fireworks. Hugo follow me!”
And all of a sudden Hugo in no longer standing with Yong and Nuru, having been suddenly grabbed and brought about 2 feet away from a small platform that hosts a band of 6, by Varian. The four stop playing the gentle tune just as the shorter of two walks up to them.
He doesn’t even hear what Varian says to the small group, too caught up in trying to figure out when Varian got so strong, but they all look at each other and nod. Seeming to go along with whatever the young, dark haired individual had said. It’s right when Varian turns back around to Hugo that it hits him, Varian wants him to show off his ballet skills. The same skill set that he hadn’t really expressed to his three companions much, if ever.
The next five minutes go as accordingly:
Varian, who didn’t even notice the ever growing sense of doom Hugo was feeling, picked the boy up and brought him unto the platform with him and then set him down. Spouting something about trusting Hugo enough to know what he was doing, which did not warm his heart a little bit, nope.
The entirety of the of the ball room looked at the stage, wanting to know why two strange youn men have joined the band on stage.
Varian sits at the small piano in the corner off the stage, and plays what sounds like the most beautiful melody the blonde had ever heard, with the band of 6 joining in soon after.
The gears in Hugo’s head start moving agian, and he dances.
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From there Nuru and Yong get whatever it is they needed, Varian and Hugo finish up, and they get the hell outa dodge before security shows up to kick them out. Because mid way through the performance, that was definately the sound of fireworks going off, and Varian and Hugo were not ment to be on stage playing to what was a jazz/more active tune.
They get to whatever inn they’re staying at and from there they all talk about nothing but theater for the rest of the night.
Goodnight Everybody! That was my take.
This was so long, I’m so sorry.
#I am never going to shut up about this au oMG#this has been living rent free in my brain for days#wasn't ment to be this long but oh well#i shoudl write about this but im probably not#vat7k varigo#hugo vat7k#varian vat7k#nuru vat7k#yong vat7k#vat7k#varian and the 7 kingdoms#varian and the seven kingdoms#OmLjkwH'';h#this took so long to write#im sorry#varigo
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Don't know if this is weird, but I have this idea that akiteru, alisa, miwa, saeko (from haikyuu) and sae (from blue lock) are all in one big friend group cus all their younger siblings are friends with eachother.
Like they all find out about the drama between the itoshi brothers and they're like "nah brother, we gotta fix this shit. " So they lock both rin and sae into a closet while forcing them to watch compilations of people breaking pasta until they talk about their feelings (cus I saw someone saying the itoshi brothers were Italian and ever since then I've been imagining rin as the Italian equivalent of Gordon ramsey with a curly moustache).
And it surprisingly works and they talk and they resolve their issue but still have their own seperate issues like their emotional constipation so they don't start being properly brothers until all the older siblings gang up on them and force them to hang out, but with them secretly spying on them.
This is how I think it goes:
Saeko: psssst miwa.
Miwa: *busy trying to look non-suspicious so isn't replying*
Saeko: pssssssssssst
Alisa: shut up saeko, they're looking over here!
Akiteru: they are?! *dives into the bush and peeks out of it*
Alisa: what the fuck, Aki? That just draws more attention, you imbecile. *fondly rolling her eyes*
Miwa: yeah dude, I mean look at saeko shes practically a ninja
*they all look at her, to see saeko doing the t-pose next to a tree*
Alisa: why are we doing this again?
Akiteru: because that's what good friends do for each other
Miwa: fuck that, sae owes us all onigiri
Alisa: amen to that
Akiteru: hey guys, is saeko okay?
*proceed to saeko snoring standing, leaning up against the tree, nearly falling off the tree*
Alisa: yeah, she's fine
Rin and saes POV:
Rin: those buffoons are not subtle at all
Sae: agreed, what the fuck is saeko thinking doing the t-pose next to a tree? What does she think she is, a goddamn chameleon?
Rin: honestly knowing her, she's probably manifesting hard to be one with the tree
Sae: there's a reason why we have the tree pose, plus she could've just hugged the tree. That would be more subtle than whatever fuckery she's doing
Rin: didn't know you had the emotional capacity to make friends
Sae: they're like leeches, once they come in contact to you, they never come off
Rin: don't you think you're being over dramatic?
Sae: *scoffs* says Mr "your little japanese sight seeing trip is gonna turn traumatic"
Rin: *glaring* who tf told you about that?
Sae: *smirking* why your little friend barou
Rin: *glaring intensifies* that little shit is going to have it coming for him
Sae: who's over dramatic now? *giving the sideye*
*cue them bickering while the other older siblings fall asleep on tables, trees or in akiterus case a bush, where in which he got stuck in after he woke up*
#itoshi sae#itoshi rin#tsukishima akiteru#haiba alisa#tanaka saeko#kageyama miwa#haikyuu#blue lock#this took so long to write#i have a newfound admiration to those people that write whole pages of character analysis cus kudos to you man
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finally going to write antics backstory
So antics original name is Sadie
Sadie is dating Emma
They love each other and have known each other since they were kids
Emma and Sadie live in kinda a fantasy setting they have quests and stuff like that but also cell phones and cars
Both of them are adventurers and love to go on quests
Emma wants to go on a one and Sadie agrees
they pick one that should be easy (go into a cave and find a plant that grows there)
they gear up and set out
Once into the cave Sadie starts acting weird saying she hears a voice and sees something
Emma tells her there's nothing and to come on the plants not far
Emma goes to said plant thinking Sadie is behind her
Sadie is sure she hears something so she follows it
Whatever the noise is leads to a pretty big section of cave with a pedestal made of rock
A crystal is sitting on top
Its glowing a kinda blue color
Sadie can't stop herself from going to it despite hearing Emma's cry's
she picks it up as Emma finds her
Sadie is helpless as her eyes begin to melt out of her head she's turned to Emma without saying anything but a pained look is on what's left of her face
Emma can only watch as Sadies entire head is literally melted and dropping to the ground
The blood and mess finds its way into grooves on the floor and suddenly the room goes a bright blue
When Emma finally gets her eyes clear Sadie is completely different
Emma isn't even sure if it's her
Whatever is standing before her has no head but horns and the crystal in-between them where the head should be
It's got on a purple jacket that comes up to its neck and gray pants and shoes
and a tail that's currently swishing back and forth
Emma thinks it's looking at her but she can't be sure
Suddenly she sees words next to the thing and hears its voice
Emma knows that thing isn't Sadie anymore
it's laughing
(who are you?)
Emma feel speechless
"I'm your girlfriend? what do you mean?
it's laughing again but it seems annoyed
(mhm sure you are. you need to leave)
Emma can't form words again how could she after what's happened?
"we've been dating for a long time. Sadie don't you remember? why don't we try taking that thing off and we can fix this"
Emma is crying now as she takes a few steps towards whatever Sadie has become
she carefully reaches a hand out
(I am not Sadie) it's laughing again (I don't know you and you don't dare try and touch me)
Emma thinks about just leaving but she can't
she doesn't want to lose Sadie
so despite the warning she gets within touching distance anyway
its crystal starts to glow a blue color and Emma feels sick
she takes a small step back
(I'm going to tell you one more time. Leave now)
Emma looks back towards the way out and then leaps at the thing. it's the last thing she remembers
When emma wakes up she's outside the cave
She feels very sick and throws up
one of her eyes feels hot and won't open
when she reaches a hand up there it come back bloody
Emma knows not to try and go back into the cave
No matter how desperately she wants to go try and save Sadie
But in her heart she knows it's not her anymore
maybe it's a demon but it's definitely not Sadie
Emma makes her way back to town empty handed
Emma makes a lot of attempts to 'fix' Sadie
the whole time it's killing people and every time Emma comes back they wound her in hopes Emma will leave them alone
Emma eventually stops to do research on the crystal
she is tired and isn't the same as before
she finds out it is a demon
it takes over weak minded people and uses their body until the body is eventually killed
Emma tries to see how to do that but cannot find any information on how to kill the demon
she then sees if the crystal is removed there's a chance the person could become normal once again if they are strong enough to fight it
but it isn't guaranteed to work
and if they can't fight it they'll either die or partially be in control but still a demon
Emma knows it's her only shot
shes can't find a complete way to remove it so she comes up with a terrible plan to just leap at the demon
shes careful when going into the cave this time
the demon doesn't notice her at all
and Emma does it
kinda
shes able ambush the demon and move the crystal a bit before it swings around and tosses her into the cave wall
the demon is holding onto their horns and Emma can hear an awful high pitched cry
the demon suddenly throws up
from where Emma doesn't know
they're on their knees now and blood is dripping from the what Emma is going to assume is the neck
the demon is suddenly gripping the crystal and pulling hard. it moves a bit but doesn't move anymore
Emma can hear cries coming from all around
(Emma? what the fuck? what the hell is going on?)
Emma can't believe what's going on
it's Sadies voice but it seems like something is speaking with her
"you don't remember Sadie? we were trying to finish a quest?)
the demon winces
(i-dont call me that. I am not her anymore)
there's a nasty tone in Sadies voice
Emma takes a breath. shee feels like she hasn't in forever
"sa- um what should I call you then? what even are you now"
(I don't want to be called anything but it) they gesture up towards the crystal (it's called antic apparently) antic is seemingly looking towards the ground and Emma isn't sure what to say anymore
(why did this happen to me? what did that thing make me do to you?)
"it doesn't matter to me what you did. I still love you. and I don't know"
antic seemed like it was frowning.
their horns moved in a way that look like they were shaking their head
(I don't understand. why don't you care? I hurt you so badly)
Emma gulped hard. she couldn't explain who she still loved antic. maybe it was because they'd been together for so long?
"I don't know how to explain it but I'm here for you"
antic seemed upset with that answer. they looked down at their hands.
(I look so different. I-) they swallowed hard.
(I dont know what to do now.)
"come back with me, we can start over even-" Emma let out a small cry. she took in a small breath. "even if you are different. I didn't give up on you when you took out an eye I'm not giving up on you now."
(ok, might as well. I don't want to be like this forever. I'm ok with getting rid of this bastard)
Emma couldn't believe it. she was so happy to almost have Sadie back. she was so close.
"can I hug you? we haven't in so long..."
(alright but please make it quick. it doesn't like to be touched)
Emma did make the hug quick. as long as Sadie was somewhat in control she could do this. she could help them and get Sadie back
"ok let's go, but um we might need to move? most people will not like you being in town"
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