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dcxdpdabbles · 6 months

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hello hello! After a few posts of this premise I just had to say something and because you just make them come to life I just had to ask :) anyway, Danny let’s say in seriously injured by the giw or even his parents but he is reverting to his core and he goes to Clockwork to help since he’s the one he’s the most closest ghost to and kinda his guardian ghost, Clockwork sees that he himself will not be able to help forever and finds a different solution. He takes Danny’s core and makes a magic safe guard and puts his core inside in the guise of a doll like this one:

But with Danny’s coloration! He sends Danny to Gotham and ends up being picked up by Robin!Jason who thinks he’s cute and gets attached, Danny is weak but trying to gather ectoplasm but sends a sense of gratefulness to Jason who feels it but is a bit confused but happy he saved a doll. He brings it with him everywhere and takes it with him everywhere but when Jason dies and buried Danny is sat at his grave and he wakes up a little earlier with Danny and brings with him. He gets a strange attachment and feeling of safety with the doll and then is able to talk to it and Danny and him become closer and when he eventually reunites with everyone and things smooth over he feels it’s fine to bring Danny the doll to the mansion and the others realize that Jason has a haunted fucking doll and with the already thin trust they can’t do hair when Danny messes with them with moving their stuff, appearing out of nowhere, and being all around creepy but he helps Alfred so Jason has no issues and finds it funny. There are probably times where they try to dispose of it anyways but comes back completely fine and they become even warier but Danny is just having the time of his life while eating his ectoplasm while helping them with cases and finding things and such and Alfred even defends him when they try to talk Jason around about the creepy doll and is like “Did you stay at my grave 24/7 in all weather? That’s what I thought.” When Tim tries to get evidence he takes a picture of the doll all he sees is a boy around the age Jason died with pale soft blue eyes staring back with a soft smile that even if it wasn’t really creepy he still felt a chill down his spine

First of all, the photo almost gave me a heart attack. Haunted dolls terrify me (ironically, I fear ghosts.) But honestly, I love the prompt, so here you go!

Jason moves back into the manor- sort of. He's still in the middle of his hostile takeover of Crime Alley, but things are a little less stressful between the family. Maybe it was because Jason's Pit Madness was slowly disappearing, thanks to his friend Danny.

Danny was a great listener and always willing to help Jason sort through his feelings and thoughts. He was the reason that Jason chose to try to talk things out with Bruce before going through his insane idea of attacking Tim at the Titian Tower.

Which, you know, Tim was grateful he didn't actually go through with it after finding the plans in some of Jason's stuff while helping him move. The fact he wanted to wear his old Robin outfit- which would not fit on his body now- would have been beyond traumatizing enough, thank you very much.

"I know." Jason laughed as the rest of the family crowded around the plans. Even Damian seemed a bit disturbed by what was written. "Danny made me realize I didn't have the skinny legs to pull off the outfit."

Tim has never met Danny, but he has heard about him. Jason spoke about him when he followed Bruce and Jason around with his camera, which was enough for him to know Danny was likely a childhood friend.

Of course, Danny went by the code "Doll" in those days. Personally, Tim had always assumed that Jason and Danny shared a relationship that went beyond friends.

It had been another reason that Jason was his favorite Robin. If Robin could like boys, then Tim could too, and the knowledge that one of his literal heroes was like him helped Tim accept himself faster.

He never brought it up, even as Jason slowly gained control over Crime Alley as a Crime Lord- one that didn't kill because it would make Danny sad, which was another point in his secret boyfriend checkbox list.

Everything was fine- until Bruce found out about Danny.

"Jason, I thought you outgrew Danny," Bruce uttered hesitantly as Jason explained how Danny had fallen over himself when describing his Titain Tower plan.

Jason's eyes flashed green at once, and everyone in the cave grew tense.

"I will never outgrow Danny!" The second oldest barked, his neck muscles straining.

Now Tim knew that Danny was a secret, so he never brought him up despite the burning need to ask every question under the sun about him. Jason wasn't out to the rest of the family- detectives or not- that was up to Jason to decide when they would know.

He just always assumed Bruce knew since, you know, his son called his best friend Doll back when he was fourteen and running around in green spandex.

How could he not know? Did he want Jason to change his cape out for a rainbow and sing musicals at the top of his lungs on Wayne Tower?

Actually.....Jason did sing in musicals at his drama club. Honestly, Bruce was in denial.

Jason may not be out, but Tim wouldn't let Bruce bully him about his lover!

"Jason can have whatever friends he wants! And feel whatever he feels about them!" Tim snares, and that causes Dick, Damian, and Steph to bristle. They stand beside a huffing Jason, slowly coming down from his rage at the sight of support.

Cass and Alfred watch from the Batcomputer, a tension around their eyes the only sign that they, too. Bruce intelligently raises his hands in a placating manner.

"I did not mean anything wrong by that, Jason. I'm just surprised Danny still has such a strong hold on you." Bruce starts, his eyes never leaving his boy's face, even with all his other children flocking around him. "I thought Danny was lost when you died."

There is a long pause where Tim considers the words. It's a fair assumption. After all, Danny thought Jason had died and been buried. Why would he wait around after that?

Even the Bats still didn't know what caused Jason to come back. How would a civilian possibly begin to consider his boyfriend returning from the grave- or Tim assumes to be a civilian since Danny had never joined them on the field? He had to be in the know for Jason to tell him the plans comfortably.

"He waited every day, twenty-four seven at my grave," Jason tells Bruce, puffing up his chest. "He was with me when I was in a coma and when I was practically brain-dead on the streets. Hell, he was even there when the League of Assiasns brainwashed me!"

Damian jerks in surprise. He always gets taken aback by how casually Jason admits being part of the organization of his upbringing, no matter how briefly. Not even Bruce does that. "I....was unaware Daniel had been with you. I never saw him."

"Talia allowed me to have him with me just as long as I kept him tied up in my closet so he wouldn't be spotted."

Everyone but Alfred and Bruce step back, staring in horror at Jason. Tim can figure out by their reactions alone that everyone in the Bats had come to the same conclusion as he did about Danny being Jason's lover then.

After all, it's hard to hide that kind of thing from the family of detectives.

How could I have missed this? Tim thinks in dismay. Quickly, his brain runs through every time Jason has so much as hinted at Danny, trying to spot the signs that apparently his brother was abusive and honestly psychotic towards his boyfriend.

"Jason," Dick began in the same casual tone he usually used on hostile witnesses. "Where is Danny now?"

" Upstairs in my closet. He kept trying to escape, so I had to switch to chains." The responses are as easy as they are casual. Tim's stomach drops.

Quickly, he makes eye contact with Steph, who very quickly lowers her chin at him, and then his eyes flicker to the others. Damian's hands have curled, while Dick moves casually to stand behind Jason, which will make it easier to restrain him.

How long had Danny been up there? How many days and nights did he spend held against his will in the one place that should have been the safest of Gotham?

They all tense their muscles, ready to strike-

"Danny is a doll," Bruce suddenly speaks up, his eyes flickering to all of the gathered children with a wild, alarmed look. Ah, he caught on to the fact they were about to take Jason down. "A doll that Jason found in Crime Alley. Made of porcelain and fabric. Not a person."

The Bats are still eyeing their father with sharp, trained eyes, but Alfred's agreeing nod has them relaxing. Oh, thank the gods!

"Of course, Danny isn't a person," Jason replies mystified. He is unaware of how close he came to being jumped. As it were, the Bats stepped away from him as he looked around, confused. "Why would I have a person chained up in my closet?"

Bruce gets a strange, sad smile on his face. "Yes, Chum, why would you."

Tim isn't following. "If Danny is a toy-"

"A doll." Jason cuts in with a hard edge to his voice.

"Right, sorry, if Danny is a doll, why must you chain him up?"

Jason smiles. "Cause Danny runs the first chance he gets."

What?

"Danny is a haunted doll," Bruce starts, only to have Jason huff.

"No, he isn't! Danny is not haunted; he's just curious." Jason rolls his eyes. "Yeah, he never stays still, and okay, sometimes things disappear around the house, but that doesn't necessarily mean a haunting!"

"Master Jason, might I remind you that while you and Mister Danny were first living here, I caught the vacuum moving by itself?" Alfred calls. "I also remember that Mister Danny's head turned to me and followed my movement as I dusted."

"He just wanted to help you clean," Jason defends in a rather childish manner that Tim never thought he would see from someone his age. Maybe that's why Bruce was worried Danny was still around. "He's not a ghost."

"Chum, I hear laughter from your room even when you are not home." Bruce starts. "The laughing started the day you brought Danny home."

"He can tell great jokes!"

"Wait, tells jokes? Jason, does Danny talk to you? " Steph questioned, looking a tiny bit spooked. Oh yeah, she hates ghosts. Tim forgot her fear of them after living so close to the Gotham cemetery and all the nasty ghost stories surrounding it.

Jason blinks down at her, likely forgetting they were present, before considering the question. He moves his hand in a so-and-son motion. "He tries, but it sounds like fast past whispers. I have to strain to hear him."

"Jason," Dick says with an easy-going smile that belies the worry in his eyes. "That's haunting one-oh-one. You're haunted."

"No, a haunting implies that Danny is dead, which he is not. Danny is just resting until his body can reform. I think he's an alien." Jason taps his chin. "He told me before that his species are the conscious manifestation of ectoplasm but that their souls are within a small core, they can retreat to when badly injured. Danny was really hurt, so he's taking a while to reform."

Bruce's strained smile becomes tighter. "We can have Zatanna or Consitine take a look at him. They might-"

"I'll blow your fucking head off if you try it, old man" Jason's eyes were a bright green, an animistic sneer at his lips, and bloodlust was thick in the air. The abrupt change makes Tim wonder if he has passed out and missed the trigger.

Bruce sighs. "Of course, Jason. Why don't you show everyone, Danny? I think it's time they meet him."

Jason beams, shooting up the stairs to go get his doll. Everyone watches him go, and until they are sure he can not hear them, they burst into conversation.

"Jason is definitely haunted!" Dick despairs, throwing himself dramatically on a nearby chair. "We need to do something! Get it away from him."

"We will do no such thing," Alfred huffs. "Mister Danny is a fine young ghost who helps Master Jason. It would be unwise to separate them."

"As much as I hate to admit it, even Dinah claims that the two are good for each other." Bruce says, likely unhappy that Black Canary used her therapy license against him, "Apparently, Danny is Jason's support doll."

Before anyone can say anything else, Jason races down the stairs with a broad smile. In his hands is a beautiful porcelain doll with black fabric hair, a fine little king suit made from expensive material, and a pretty painted face.

Its green glass eyes- colored to seem almost watery- seemed to stare into everyone's soul as Jason held him up for the room to see. Danny had no facial expression- not even a smile, just a soft, relaxed neural set of features that were popular in the era he was likely made in, but the eyes held emotions.

There was definitely something intelligent and aware in them.

Tim shuddered.

"Oh, Tim, can you take our picture? It's Danny's first time in the cave, and I want to commemorate the date!" Jason suddenly asks, rocking on his heels like he used to do as Robin. Tim wonders if Danny was doing that to him- reverting him to a child-like mind.

If so, was that a good thing? Should he let it keep happening?

"Sure, Jason," He says, instead picking up his camera that he had taken on patrol. He aims his lends, trying to find the perfect lighting as his older brother quickly holds the doll up in his arms, allowing it' head to be at the same level as his face.

Tim snaps the picture, but when he looks at the screen, a shiver runs down his spine, and it takes all his training not to scream.

Jason's smirk is not out of place for his hulky form. He takes up most of the frame, but where Danny the doll is, there is a faint outline of another person. A teenager, maybe a year younger than Jason, with pretty features, a copy of the beauty in Jason's arms, but much more human, yet not human, is smiling at the camera.

He's about a head shorter than Jason, but even with the softness of his smile, Tim has never been more creeped out in his life.

Jason is definitely haunted.

"How did it come out?" Jason asks as Danny's doll head turns to look at Damian. The younger boy imminently moved back, hiding behind Bruce. The doll's eyes followed him, almost amused by the boy's actions.

"G-good." Tim stammers. Steph is already racing for the safety of Bruce's cape, joining Damian. "Danny is beautiful."

Jason pauses, tilting his head as if hearing something, eyes flickering down to his right where the teenager ghost stood for the picture, and then grins.

"Of course he means it." Jason's ears turn pink as he admits, "I also think you're the most gorgeous person I've ever met."

Okay, Jason is definitely being haunted by someone he might have a crush on. That's....something Bruce has to deal with because Tim is the younger brother, not the dad, and thank god for that.

He might be wrong, but he gets the sense that the doll is blushing even though nothing changes.

It's not my circus and will never be my monkies. Tim thinks racing to Bruce's cape is a good idea as well. He is scared to be out here in the open like Dick and Cass.

Those two might be okay with being haunted, but Tim isn't. Just in case, he'll have to steer clear of the manor for a few days.

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Jason's Doll #Dead on Main #Yes Danny is laughing that the big bad bats are scared of him #Jason saw Danny's real form in his dreams #Ghost can reach you there #Bruce is like #“Son please let me buy you a toy that's not ghost-infected. Come on you're eighteen now”#Cass and Dick think it's a sweet love story #Tim's pov

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mayullla · 11 months

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Title: Nahida's dream and plushies

Character(s): Nahida and most of the Sumeru characters (Genshin Impact)

Summary: In her dream, she saw a lady, someone she recognized but didn't remember who till she woke up, and right beside her were plushies waiting to be taken to their look a like

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader (but doesn't appear here), sagau as in cult au/god au, no romance just mainly fluff!

Klee and the little plushies Qiqi's plushie delivery Sayu's plushie mission Nahida's dream and plushies (you are here!)

Nahida was a little bit in a daze. Her mind was elsewhere as she looked at the dolls in front of her. Small dolls made out of felt and wool. They all looked familiar to her, and she would have cooed at how cute they were, yet her mind could not help but think about that lady in her dream.

She looked like someone she knew... that aura of comfort and kindness that surround her wasn't like those old grannies who gave kids candies kind of gentle but something more eternal, more powerful than that. It would be hard to compare the power she had to the archons cause you and they were so different... so far apart.

This supposes elemental power... colorless but moldable and changing. Even archons were limited to their own element and weren't limitless, the Geo archon was strong, and he could command meteorites to fall into Teyvat and build high mountains. But he could not command the sea to flood the world. She herself even as an archon wasn't able to do much in the face of many who didn't want her back once.

"What are you looking so gloomy at." Nahida snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a cold, harsh yet familiar voice speaking to her. Looking to the side, she saw that huge hat of a certain someone she knew. "Wanderer." Nahida smiled at him, moving to face him. "I was looking at these cute dolls. Don't they remind you of some people?" Nahida giggled, knowing full well that he was familiar with some of them.

Wanderer raised an eyebrow at the many dolls that were placed on a table at the side of the room. Small plushies with simplified designs of people he knew. Rather than cute...

"They look creepy rather than cute." Wanderer crossed his arms as he narrowed his eyes.

"Do not say that. What if you hurt the person who made them." Nahida shook her head sighing. "Then they shouldn't have made such creepy things. What are they, a stalker?" Wanderer sarcastically replied.

"She is not a stalker... rather, she is someone we know... and wish to see. She made these just for us." Nahida replied. Looking back at the dolls walking towards it, she reached out for a small plushie from the bunch and handed it to the Wanderer. "Here. This is for you."

"Hmmm? I didn't know that there was another archon." Wanderer looked at the doll that looked just like him with the hair and clothes to the pout with a suspicious look. He must have noticed the white elemental aura surrounding it, but as Nahida continued to hold it out for him. Grabbing the doll, he took a closer look at it.

"She isn't an archon, someone far greater than that, actually..." Nahida replied to the Wanderer in a serious tone but didn't elaborate. Instead, she looked back at the plushies. "Wanderer, can you help me hand out these plushies. She had asked my help to give them out."

"Do it yourself. You don't really need my help with something like this. You are probably using this as an excuse for me to interact with more people." Wanderer huffed in annoyance, turning to leave. "If you don't need me, I will be heading out then."

"Hehe.. you caught me." Nahida laughed and let Wanderer head out. She, too, was busy with this after all. In her mind, she stored the memory of the Wanderer holding on to his plushie in one hand, the thoughtful looked he gave it when he thought she wasn't looking. She knew that he would not throw it away.

Storing them in a bag, she headed out of the room she started to search.

And the first person she found was Collie!

Collie was flustered when the dendro archon walked up to her as she had just come to the city with Tighnari as he had an appointment with his friends. She followed along as wanted to see the place again and buy some stuff that she could only get here.

She didn't think she would run into the dendro archon, much less suddenly be given a doll. "Is this for me?" Collie asked, taking the doll and holding it as if it would break by a slight touch. She heard from her friend Amber that she had received a doll from a mysterious lady and that it was the cutest thing ever. And it really was cute when Collie saw a small doodle of it she thought of getting one for herself.

She didn't expect she would be receiving one from the dendro archon! The both of them soon parted ways, and Collie thought of what she would tell Amber later on in her letter. Her little doll also had a small cat plush connected to it!

The next person Nahida found was Nilou, who was street performing in the middle of city hall. Her dance was so graceful and lovely Nahida didn't want to bother and instead watched till it ended, clapping when it had finished. Nilou greeted the Dendro archon with respect, happy that her archon made a visit and watched her dance.

Nahida told her that the dance was so pretty and gifted her the plush. Surprised, Nilou asked her if she was the one who made it, but Nahida shook her head, telling her that it was from a special someone.

The fans were jealous of how much Nilou treasured the doll, while others couldn't help but smile. After all, it was an honor to receive something given by the dendro archon, and they were proud of Nilous.

Next, Nahida found Cyno, who was in the middle of a TCG match. She watched him conquer the match after struggling in the first few rounds. "It is an honor that the dendro archon watched my match." Cryo raved on about his journey to win this match, and as a congratulation, Nahida gave him a little plush. "I shall treasure and protect this till my dying breath."

"Please, you don't have to go that far," Nahida replied with a worried smile. Tho it made her a little happy that he would treasure the plushie this much.

Next, she found Kaveh speaking with Dori, something about a dept, but before Nahida could get more information (not that she was trying to eavesdrop), they stopped as they had noticed her.

"My do what do I owe the Dendro archon the pleasure of visiting the Palace of Alcazarzaray. Could you be looking for something? Fabrics? Spice? Or something rare? I have it all!" Dori said, couldn't be able to contain her excitement at the idea of the dendro archon becoming her dear customer.

Kaveh was slightly more flustered but quickly composed himself and respectfully asked why she was here and if she was looking for something or someone.

"I am here to find you two." Nahida smiled and showed them two plushies that looked just like them. "They are a gift from a certain someone!" The two were surprised at the dolls, accepting them from her.

Both had different reactions.

On one hand, Kaveh had a more touched expression asking Nahida if he could know who made this lovely handmade plushie of him and his bag and that he wanted to give back, while Dori was more materialistic having come up with "a brilliant idea!" Raising her plushie with a purple small genie plush jingling at the movement to the sky, her eyes twinkling at the thought of potential mora~!

Nahida could only smile, her face hinting that the maker doesn't want to be known. Kaveh, knowing that he could not do anything here, could not help but sigh but stated that if this person were to ever need any help that he could possibly give, feel free to ask. (Dori was disappointed that she would not hire the person who made these plushies.)

The next she found was Candace and Dehya at the desert village, the two catching up after fighting some treasure hoarders trying to steal from the village. "Ah, it is the dendro archon Nahida! It has been a while!"

"Welcome to Aaru village, dendro archon."

Giving them their plush, both of them found the plushies absolutely adorable and asked the person who made them if they ever feel comfortable to come and visit them one time. Candace would gladly welcome them to the village while Dehya offered a small shopping spree as she knew all the trends and shops or if they ever needed a bodyguard one day just call her.

The last two girls, Faruzan and Layla, were found at the academy as both of them traded notes that were of interest but also some chit-chat. The two were surprised when they found out that the dendro archon was looking for them as one of the scholars frantically searched for them told them so.

"This is so cute. It even has twirly whirly my shroom buddy beside it.... I miss them." "This doll is very cute. You could see the hard work and effort placed into making each and every single stitch. Send the person who made them my thanks. I would do it myself, but it seems that they don't want to be known." "Me too! I think with this I could do better in my essay that I need to finish... yawn"

The last two people she needed to look for were Tighnari and Al Haitham and soon found them sitting at the cafe along with Kaveh and Cyno. In Al Haitham's hand was Kaveh plush while one Tighnari's was Cyno both examine it.

Cyno was going on and on about the card game he won in the presence of the dendro archon and that it was an honor to win in her presence as Tighnari told him to stop telling the same story for the third time now. "We get it. We know that you will hand down this plushie as a family heirloom!"

"There is something about these dolls that is not right...." Al Haitham narrowed his eyes at Kaveh's dolls. He definitely knew that something was up with these. "They are given by the dendro archon herself. Of course, they are unique! Gah, you are always suspicious of everything." Kaveh stated frustratedly. "Do you ever know how to relax and just appreciate the work that went into making this!"

"If you would just stop and look a little harder, maybe you would notice that something is odd about them." Al Haitham didn't look up at Kaveh. These dolls in the end weren't gifts from the dendro archon but someone who is probably of higher rank than an archon to be able to make the archon do such work.

"Al Haitham is correct about them being unique. You would never find these dolls somewhere else, even if you searched the whole Teyvat." Nahida cut in, walking towards them with a smile on her face. Everyone looked at Nahida, who stopped beside them, Al Haitham and Tighnari greeted her as they didn't see her beforehand like the other two boys had.

"These are for you!" Nahida giggled, handing Tighnari and Al Haitham their own plushies both thanking her for them. "What do you mean by unique?" Tighnari asked curiously, his tail swishing a little faster as he looked at his own doll. He saw Collie's one and wondered if he could get one, too. Lightly tugging the doll's ear long as his own, he looked at Nahida again.

"They are from someone special, someone who watches over us all." Nahida stated, her eyes closing as she remembered the lady she met in her dream, the little conversation that she and you had.

She didn't realize who you were nor why she thought that you were so familiar to her back then inside the dream she only realize who you were when she woke up and saw the plushies on the side of her and a familiar white elemental magic surrounding them.

Returning back to her room, she saw a doll that looked exactly like her surrounded by Aranara plushies. Smiling at the doll, she hugged hers and hoped that one day she would actually see you in person and not in a dream.

Note: If you find any mistakes here please tell me! Anyway, phew part 4 of the series is over! I know that Genshin has released characters outside of Sumeru that are not included here in the series yet but I plan on saving it for a later date when more characters for the past regions show up!

Another note for taglist: The tag list will be open later when Fontaine is somewhat finished and most characters are already out which would probably take a longggg time. But for now, the taglist will be closed. If anybody does not want to be tagged later tell me so that I can remove you from the list.

Taglist: @victoria1676 @muse-hub @simpaghettits @patimiet @mrmoneymoney @tsubasa10126-unwinds @akenofujihara @landofstarwind @imyme20 @strawberrgyuu @frostines-blog @barbaraphoetathoes @zyphyrr @that-emo-elf @itsyacuhjake @glue-bottle @tiffthescales @eliciana @the-real-fandom-person @pimacolada-lulu @mei-eishi @scalyalpaca @atsukawolfcat @riiriin @pale-value @dreamoffireflies06 @3noa3 @lwqfhp @mei-simp @silentterri @mishapotato @oyayablog @esthelily @tikitsune @shizunxie @jennyzyn @azelalxforfun @myhandshurts @wolfyzey18 @karma-gisa @chaoticfivesworld

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cottondo · 3 months

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hey! been scrolling your page for the last two minutes, and i think its really cool! i like the short story's you do, and i was wondering if you can do angle dust&husker x reader? husker and angle already have an established relationship in this, but maybe when a new patron for the hotel comes they take interest in them? just an ask! thank you!

Hi hi ! Im SO sorry I took FOREVER TO GET TO THIS OMG @airhead-arts

Here you go ! Also really sorry how trash it is , I’m not really proud of my writing lately 🥲❤️‍🩹

Requested ;

Angel x reader x husk

After coming across a hotel for sinners that seek redemption, you stuck a free place to live that offered food, room and board. It was nice, overall. Didn’t have to worry too much about somebody crawling inside your window, trying to kill you in your sleep. Then, there was the clientele. Most of them, super friendly! Alastor seemed a little creepy and weird, but you paid no mind to him much.

But, one of those certain ‘patrons’ living there, rent free, was Angel Dust.

Yep. The porn star.

You honestly couldn’t believe it- - but then again, anything was possible, you guessed.

You sat at the bar, which was surprising in itself, and sipped on a fruity mixture in a fancy little glass that the cute bartender poured. “New in town, kid?”

You nod, giving a slight lopsided frown. “Yeah- - well, no.” A bit dazed, your figure sits up straight out of thought. “I’ve been in hell for a few months now.”

Husk leans his arm on the counter top, and wipes out an empty glass. “So what’s gotcha so down?” He raised an eyebrow towards you, to which you glanced up from your glass and opened your mouth to respond; However, you were cut off by another voice that crept up from behind you.

Two hands trace their way up your arms, parking on your shoulders. The head leans down to your ear and smirks. “Because they haven’t said hello to me, yet.” A voice purrs in your ear. You pause, eyes widening, as you glance to your right and see a familiar face smiling at you.

Husk rolls his eyes, and stands up straight with annoyance. “Angel, leave ‘em alone. You don’t have to flirt with everyone you lay eyes on.”

Angel shrugs, still taking the liking to you anyway. “Oh, please. Y/N loves it~” He smirks down at you.

You laugh up at them, taking Angel’s hand and pulling it off from your shoulder. “I mean, I think you’re just coming on a little strong,” There’s a giggle under your tone as you catch them both stare with confusion. “But it’s fine with me.”

Angel shrugs, snapping out of the daze, and smiles. “See? Told ya!” He sneers over at Husk. “Why don’t I give you the ‘grand tour’~?” His head tilts down at you.

You were about to respond, but glance over to Husk as if looking for his approval of something.

The bartender lets out a huff, stepping around from behind the bar to situate himself beside you. “I think you’ll need a chaperone.” He mumbles with a dull look to his eyes.

You’re plenty amused, now. If you didn’t think this place was gonna be fun before, well shit - you certainly do, now.

With a laugh, your figure slides off the barstool and then glances between the two demons. You take Husk’s hand, then with your other, lock arms with Angel. “Guess I’ve got myself two tour guides.” You smirk.

Husk gives you a little smile in return, looking down at your hands, while Angel nudges you gently, “The more the merrier, doll face~”

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verlierer-is-lost · 2 months

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I have been wanting to talk about this for a while, especially since I keep seeing it on Twitter

For the most part, I agree with this tweet. I struggle to make the PJO cast look like themselves. It’s really important to get those features right. That being said, we also have to remember that a good chunk of the PJO fan artists are inexperienced artists. While there are a lot of artists who are just flat out racist, there’s also the group of artists who have a harder time drawing from life. I’ve seen so many amazing artist who clearly know how to draw black people, but their Annabeth fanart still doesn’t look like Leah.

No hate to the op, again I think she’s right to an extent, but it is so frustrating seeing mainly non artists saying this. And there are so many people in the comments saying “it’s so easy” when it really isn’t. Drawing from life is a skill that comes with practice. And whether you know how to draw black people or not, you’re probably going to have a tough time drawing any of the PJO cast if you don’t have that skill. Thankfully tho, there are a few simple ways you can improve on drawing from like:

I have some notes for Walker and Leah specifically, just because I think they’re the hardest to get right. (I know this probably seems creepy, but it’s so helpful to look at refs) This is all basic info you can find anywhere, it’s not revolutionary or anything

Walker:

-The eyebrows to me are the most important part. They’re much darker, and close to his eyes.

-He also has a pretty straight nose. Drawing him with a button nose will make him look like a random white blond boy

Leah:

-Again, the eyes and eyebrows are pretty important. Her eyebrows are thin and long. And her eyes have shadows underneath(plus she kinda has doll like eyes)

-round face

To show what I’m talking about, I did a quick doodle of Leah from reference. For me personally, when I draw from life I like to pick out a few distinct features that makes them feel real. It’s pretty bad because again I’m not the type of artist to typically draw from life, which is why art study’s can be super helpful to spend time on.

I really dislike when non artist complain about what fan artists are doing. We do this for free, in our free time, for a community that we love. But I also think it’s important to LISTEN TO CRITIQUES. If someone is telling you your Annabeth fanart is too light, you need to listen. As much as I agree with OP that this is predominantly a Leah issue, it isn’t just Leah. I can see throughout the fandom that a lot of artists are having a hard time drawing the characters(and I’m one of them). The PJO fandom has not had real people to base their drawings off of until two years ago, which is probably the reason a lot of us are having trouble with it. Even outside of this fandom I have a hard time with this. It took so much practice for me to get Alex and Henry right from RWRB, and I still can barely draw Henry 😭

Even some of the most experienced artist have difficulty drawing from life, again it’s a skill that takes practice. Anytime you see PJO fanart that actually looks like the actors, it’s probably because they just have more practice, or they’re more experienced artists.

I’m honestly having a hard time finding what OP is talking about when she said “artists draw Annabeth as a random black girl while referencing Walker for Percy” I was looking through saved work of other Percabeth fanart, and I see the same issue for Walker. I don’t doubt that there is work out there she’s referring to, I just can’t find it myself.

Sorry if this was a garbled mess of a post. I know it was really long, but hopefully this can help some artists to pick up on distinct facial features and replicate it in their own artwork. Trust me, as an artist I know it isn’t easy, but practice will always help. Best thing about being an artist is there’s always room for improvement

(Also don’t forget to give Leah black features 👍🏽)

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o-moon-o · 7 months

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I am not much of a writer- but had this funny idea in mind and I want to share it

What if Buggy had a daughter with his s/o and she is sassy as hell, can shut anyone up and is a mean girl (for those who upset her or piss her off, overall she is a sweetheart and not a brat), even tho she is like six years old

(let's say that his daughter's name is Ivy)

And what if Cabaji had a big fat crush on y/n, Buggy and Ivy knows about it but y/n don't

Ivy takes that to her advantage to piss off buggy and emberisse Cabaji

Like this one time when thay having dinner on the ship and Cabaji was staring at y/n daydreaming, Buggy take notice of that and yell at Cabaji "STOP STARING AT MY WIFE LIKE THAT!!", Cabaji, who almost jumped out of his chair, looked down at his food with a red face and mumbled "sorry captain"

Y/n, who felt bad for Cabaji and thought that buggy is being a little bit overly protective or dramatic, looked at buggy and said "buggy, don't you think are being abit harsh on him, especially the last few months?", Buggy looked at her and his gaze soften

"oh sweetheart, don't worry about him" and that when Ivy decided that it is time for her to strike

"oh yeah, Mom, don't worry about him but unfortunately I can't say the same to dad, since you probably should worry about him because the day when you fuck up and mum divorce you, she would move on to her 'plan B'" and she pointed at Cabaji when she said 'plan B'

The silence was very loud....

The entire crew, even buggy and y/n was speechless at what Ivy just said, who was smiling proudly at herself, y/n was the first to break the silence, asking her daughter softly "sweetheart...Are you not happy with your dad?" Ivy smile drop to a unreadable expression and stayed quiet for a second, she than side eyed buggy with a dark expression and said coldly " he knows what he have done....."

"LOOK IT WAS AN A ACCIDENT, I SWEAR!!!" buggy snapped at her and she snapped back at him "HOW DID YOU POSSIBLY THROW MY FAVORITE DOLL IN THE SEA BY AN A "ACCIDENT"??? HAA??"

"IT WAS CREEPY, OKAY?"

"YOUR CREEPY!"

"WE LITTERLY LOOK LIKE EACH OTHER!!"

"NO WE DON'T, I ONLY HAVE YOU EYES AND HAIR COLOR, THAT IT!!! I AM BEAUTIFUL JUST LIKE MY MOM"

Ivy than turn to her mum and pointed at her dad "WHERE DID YOU FOUND THIS MAN??!!?"

"Ivy, that's your dad, don't say that"

However the two blue haired kept arguing like and that's when y/n had enough, y/n yelled "QUIIITTTEEE!!" shutting off the both of them

Y/n signed and tried to make it up between the two of them "well how about this, Ivy, you apologize to your dad for what you have said and I will buy you a new Dollie, you like my taste in Dollies, don't you?" Ivy though about it for a second and then turn to her dad "I am sorry for saying that you are not good enough for my mum and calling you ugly, dad"

Buggy wasn't satisfied, but he didn't want to upset y/n (and also didn't want his daughter to continue on stiping on his ego) so he forgive her and since they both in wrong, he apologized too for throwing her favorite Doll in the sea and thankfully everyone went back to eating

Bounces:

Cabaji leaned to Ivy's side and whisper to her "psst...Do you really think I can get with your mum?" with a bit of hope, Ivy whispered back to him "of course not, not with this ugly ass-emo haircut of yours, like seriously how old are you? 12?"

#buggy #buggy one piece #buggy the clown #buggy the genius jester #captain buggy #one piece buggy #op buggy #opla buggy #buggy headcanons #buggy x y/n #buggy x you #buggy x reader #one piece imagine #one piece #one peice x reader

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rowanraven08 · 18 days

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Unsolicited tma rant no one asked for:

I’ve been thinking a bit about exactly what makes me like the Magnus archives so much, cause I’m not really into horror anthology. Yeah, it’s a good aspect of the genre, but it’s never really caught my interest that much. And I consider myself a fan of horror, but I don’t actually like that many horror movies that much. I like it as a genre, and watching video essays about it, about how different horror affects us, that sort of thing. Horror doesn’t even make me scared usually. I’ll flinch at jump scares of course, but it’s pretty rare that I’m watching a horror movie and be genuinely afraid of the murderer or demon or whatever’s on screen.

Tma even took me a while to get into. I started it maybe in October or November? And it took me until January to get even a dozen episodes in. It was good, but I was really just waiting until it got to the good bits that made everyone love it so much. I knew there was some sort of meta plot, and had a cannon gay ship, that was all I knew when I started, and the reason I kept on with it. I hate to say it, but if I didn’t know even that, I don’t think I would have listened to more than a couple episodes, because short self contained stories isn’t what I’m interested in. Especially when there’s a magic Latin book and a coffin with knocking (I thought it would be a vampire or something) or some weird thing luring people into alleys to kill them. I took those early episodes to be generic devil worship sort of horror, that the weird details were added in just to add to the spook. That’s something that tends to bother me with horror movies, when there’s all this dark magic just for the sake of dark magic, and ends with this big question or realization that can’t be solved. And I do understand ending movies with something the audience can’t understand, because the mystery and strangeness can add to the horror. But I really dislike this, I’m all cool with hard or impossible to understand endings, don’t get me wrong, but when there’s no way to theorize, no dots to start connecting, I find that really frustrating. A good example (I can’t find what movie it is, so if someone know lmk) is a movie with the classic family moves into large old house, creepy basement, with satanic sort of imagery. I did actually like most of it, the stairs to the basement were normal, until there was a ball knocked down them when the light was off, and you could hear it keep going far longer than the actual staircase was. That these stairs kept going for who knows how long when the light is off. What I didn’t like was the end, where we got to see what was at the bottom of these endless stairs, and there’s long lines of people in this void, just standing there. But there was no explanation for this, no way to start theorizing as to what this could be, why it happens.

This is what I thought TMA was gonna be. Each episode never really ended with an explanation, or a way to theorize (early on) and I thought it would stay that way. I remember in January I was finally listening to more on a plane ride, and got to ep22, Martin’s statement about Jane Prentiss. It wasn’t even this specific episode that got me interested, not fully. I did like the worms, description of Jane prentiss, all that but it was when I kinda realized there was something to theorize about, that there was actually something going on behind the scenes. And it kept me listening. It was a bit frustrating how slow the season seemed to go, because I wanted to know what the worms were about, and I admit I rushed through a few episodes, again, thinking they were just filler short stories to break apart the real meat of it. The episode I think that really sealed the deal was strange music, specifically the bit between Sasha and Jon, I wasn’t too interested in creepy clown dolls, but that silly little debate over how to pronounce calliope was honestly charming. Like “oh, these characters aren’t gonna be overdramatized horror movies characters, at least not too much.” Once I got to the season 1 finale I was obsessed and basically finished the rest in two or three weeks (I listened to the last 120 episode in a single week).

And good lord Jonny I am SO SORRY I DOUBTED YOU. Because none of it was creepy books or creepy dolls or weird coffins for the hell of it, you weren’t actually left with no idea of what the ending meant. You just had to listen to Jon as he because paranoid and pulled out the red string, pulling all the pieces together for you until we finally got the big picture. I never once expected the fears, or avatars, or that Robert smirk was anything but a weird architecture, that Jonah Magnus was anything but a stuffy old man who founded the institute. And that’s why I think I love TMA so much, is there really is a big satisfying pay out as a listener, I didn’t even put the dots together myself and it’s still gratifying. The slow realization that these episodes aren’t just horror for the sake of horror, they have a reason, an explanation, and it still manages to keep a level of mystery and unknowability that makes you just always want to know more. Re-listening has been genuinely so fun, because especially with later episodes I’m able to connect those dots, and see the full picture as it unravels. The thing in the dark alley wasn’t targeting smokers to be spooky, it was a monster collecting victims to use in a ritual, and that addiction is part of the web.

So yeah, that was probably really redundant, but I just really love that slow reveal, all the little bits you can connect, and theories you can make. Jonathan Sims forgive me for ever doubting your writing, I see now you’re a genius, please give me your brain, I need it for my own creativity. Thanks for coming to my ted talk

#the magnus archives #tma #jonathan sims #rambles #rant #rant post #tma rambles

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hajihiko · 9 months

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I’m not any of the anons from before but as a fellow kazuichi fan I’d personally love to hear you talk about why you like him if you feel like it! personally I was first drawn to his character design, I just thought he looked cool, and then the second he opened his mouth and revealed himself as a loser, I loved him like ten times more lol. I know some people think he’s ‘creepy’ but I feel like he keeps enough a distance from Sonia that he’s just a guy with a crush, and also his “don’t you ever just wanna take girls apart and see how their bones work” line lives in my head rent free

Ok well. Sorry dude (genuinely) but I dont think I think of him the way a lotta ppl do. Heres my take sorry if it ruins it

First of all, do I LIKE his character? No. I like what could become of it if handled well, in the future (same with Akane and Sonia and... a lotta characters tbh).

I dont want to gloss over that he was really not cool with Sonia. I DON'T think it was like, a simple silly crush like any other dude would have, I think he WAS inappropriate about it and (most likely completely unbeknownst to him) enforcing things that she genuinely could not stand. He was insecure and took it out on others as well as himself.

These are all character flaws. Every single character has them (some more than others). Fuyuhiko was genuinely a dick (as I have said many times, having anger issues isnt an excuse for the way he talks sometimes), Hiyoko is a bully, Ibuki is insensitive when se gets caught up, Impostor is condescending sometimes, etc. Kazuichi isnt the only one to be a jackass sometimes and t deny it is to deny his character, just as much as reducing him to only that is oversimplifying it.

What I like about Kazuichi is: the design.

(Ok jk but I do enjoy the design a lot)

I like the teenage insecurity. He thinks he wants to be a chick magnet, but gets scared when girls show an interest in him. His ideal woman is basically a barbie doll. He's a little too eager to see his boy bestie naked. He was so excited for a class retreat because he's never had one before. He was so desperate to be cool and tough and not a nerd that he drastically (and no doubt painfully, ow, TEETH) changed his appearance to conform to his Ideal Self, but could not actually change his personality.

He's basically a teenage boy, warts and acne at all, trying so hard to be The That Guy but spectacularly failing. He's actually somewhat of a genius (and the Death Trap stuff hints to him having a lot of repressed turmoil which honestly so true, teenagers whose only outlet is fantasizing about the gory demise of their tormentors, SO TRUE) but he can't SEE that because he wants to be some kind of cool punk frat bro dude. He's so busy living up to some idealized version of himself that he fumbles who he actually is, which if he just took a moment, would be a pretty cool dude. Basically, did you ever discover a cool band and tried to model your entire personality after what you thought those vibes would be? That, but sad.

So yeah, I think he's great at comedic beats, and also has a lot of heart underneath it, but has never been in a place where he can just accept that and let it shine. His last words were basically "here I am, don't forget me!" which like, man, isnt that just relatable teenagerism?

#I dont like how many ppl excuse his behaviour towards Sonia like. It wasnt malicious but it was really insensitive. As a reader who doent-#-know his inner mechanisms it was uncomfortable (you can hc him whatever u want but I'm speaking from just memory no hc).#He made a lot of awkward fumbles and missteps as did a lot of the characters. But to me hes just such a teenage dude #With all the insecurities and sexuality crisis and trying to impress in an environment where he has a chance to (as opposed to.. home.)#not an art #Sorry anon I disagree with you. But u did prompt me to actually talk about this so thanks!

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Spinoff, Spinoff!!! 😃 totally no official, and totally not cannon. Just a fan in loved with this Au♡.

It's been a couple of days since Leo found himself in the past. Was he really back in time or was this all a weird dream? Yeah. Yeah! That must be. Leo remembered being rescued by his brothers from the prison dimension, and crossing through a bright orange portal then everything went black from there. Of course! He is probably resting in the medbay, and being taken care of by his brothers. All of this has to be a wacky dream. Besides, if that was the case, being trapped in time wouldn't meant terrible consequences? Like changing the future, creating different timelines, some paradox or whatever. Like, how affected would be his present? Totally Impossible because dreams can't cause problems.

All of this time continuum made Leo's head hurt, good thing he had Donnie for this nerd things. Probably he'll ask him later... when he wakes up... eventually. This makes him question like for how long? It's just been a couple of days he's been here, makes him wonder how long has been out there in his present?

Leo needed to stop think too much about that or otherwise he'll the worst migraine he ever had. He just had to focus on the kids; watch over them while their father is out scavenging for food. Just to think about it made him feel hungry, but also with wanting to go out too. Maybe walk a little, get some fresh air, maybe a pizza from Run of the Mill, and stretch those legs. But he can't, not by the fact that he had a broken arm and leg, but because he had to watch over the tots.

No matter how many times Leo counted: one, two, three. Or repeats: Red, purple, orange. Raph, Donnie, Mikey. There was one that was missing, and that was his younger self. Was he replacing him? Would that be how dreams work? He hoped so, because it won't be nothing cool if a toddler version of him was replacing him in his own present time.

"Should we invite him to play with us?" Suggested the purple coded turtle. "He's been like that for hours. It's kinda worrying." He recieved a couple of nods in response from the other two turtles. The three toddlers had what it appears to be dolls, a little burn, but still good to play with.

"But didn' daddy said he needs westing?" Asked the youngest turtle. He thought that the older turtle might be to tired to play with them.

"He's not even in bed. He might agree to join us. Besides, this could be good opportunity to make him some more questions about our future... and make him stop look so creepy observing the nothing." The three of them turn to see the blue turtle staring the wall, did he even blinked?

"Yes!" Making sound more the s. "Daddy would be ploud of us for helping. We can be scititifics."

"It's SCIENtifics. And what you meant is Doctors. Which is very different because those are who are responsible to take care of the health of patients and... if you guys didn't want to know you should've said so." Little Donnie was left behind. Didn't take him long to follow them.

"Hello, Mister Leo" Mikey called; made a little pause to make sure if he caught the older's attention. He was startled a little by the jump Leo made. Mikey scared him unintentionally, but a least he take him out of trance. "Sowwy. Would you like to play?" He showed his little doll to Leo. You can tell which doll belongs to who; all four dolls hair (or what is left of it) were also color coded.

The kid was waiting patiently for his answer. When suddenly they heard a voice coming from the entrance. "kids, I'm home." The little ones didn't wait a minute to rush to their father. "Dad. Daddy. Papá." Was heard from the three.

"How are my little ones?" Asked while he gave all of them a hug. Splinter had brought a bag full of old stuff that he distributed to each one. Donnie had recieved a microscope for kids, the lents were cracked but that didn't bothered him at all. He was super happy. Raph recieved a "new" old bear plush, it looks like they sewed it's arms back together, and that was missing an eye and an ear, but that didn't bothered Raph at all. For Mikey, he recieved a book of stickers, the majority were gone but there were still some left. That didn't bothered him, he was also happy like his brothers.

Leo was watching the wholesome scene in front of him. He could remember how happy they were even with the smallest things like this. It didn't had to be brand new nor expensive for the kids to enjoy it. They were really happy with what they got. And even if it wasn't to their liking, they will still showed a smile because their father gave it to them thinking of them, and that was more then enough. Leo almost let some tears.

"And of course, I wouldn't forget about you, Blue." He was brought back from his thoughts. Splinter handed to him what it seems to be a Jupiter Jim comic. Leo observed the comic in his hands in desbeliefe. Not because he had really great comic of JJ, but because he wasn't expecting a nice surprise like this. Not for him. "Oh, I'm sorry. You don't read this things no more, do you? I should've known..."

"I love it." Leo interrupt his father he saw that he was so nervous. He didn't want him to think he didn't like it. On the contrary. It might be simple little comic book, but it was being given with love, that makes it special. "Thanks dad." He gave his dad a small hug. Even if Leo thought it wasn't enough gratitude.

Splinter was a little confused, but he still correspond the hug. "Uhm, sure. Anytime." They stood there for a couple minutes more. "Umm, blue. You could let go now. I need to cook us a meal for lunch time."

"Oh right. I'm sorry." Leo immediately let go. And saw how his father vanished into the kitchen.

"So this means our father doesn't give us anymore presents in the future, huh?" Observant. Leo turn to see that one who was asking. Donnie was who approached Leo to ask. It was only him, the other two stood behind playing with their "new" toys. Donnie seemed sad, but with a little bit of hope to think that he might have a different response from what his thinking. "What are you saying, Don-tron? Of course he still gives us presents. Why wouldn't he?" He lied. They're just six years old, and meaning that they'll stop receiving gifts in two years more. Until their dad enters the phase of depression. Leo didn't want them to know that... not yet.

Side note: I did this in honor to Angel and his amaizing blog/Au. If you liked it, I could continue with the small side, side, non-official, fan story. If not, is also fine, (it's my first time writing a story) I would love to hear some feedback and your opinion.

Thank you for reading 💙

-🌸

OK I READ THIS LIKE 3-4 TIMES AAAAAAAAA OMG??? WAAAAAAAA

Thinking bout Spinoff Leo and shaking NY fist at the sky cause man is going THROUGH it. Also him crying over the comic ;-; wAAAAAAAAAAAAA

EVERYONE SHOULD READ THIS CAUSE IT'S REAL GOOD!!!! WAAA

#cryin my eyes out #bawlin #asks #kid leo au #kid leo asks

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Happy holiday.... What do you think that made Yuuji is so likeable as a character? I've only been in the JJK fandom for a year, and I've seen a lot of other JJK characters' stan. But one thing in common, they all love Yuuji and mostly will include him in their top 5 fav JJK charas (including me :D)...

Okay, in general I don't know, but I will tell you why I find him likeable!

For one, it's his design. Yuji's design is actually one of my favorites in JJK. That pink hair + brown eyes combo? Love it. The touch of red on his uniform, I like that, too. Since when I got into JJK, I started with the anime and then the manga, I didn't know Yuji used to have blond hair.

Neither way, I like it! I find both colors fitting for him.

And it's not just his features, but also how he's animated/drawn. He has a range to him that I just love so much. It reminds me of how my other favorite, Izuku Midoriya from BNHA, has a range.

Yuji will literally look like this one minute!

And then look like this the next!

Of course, with everything he's been through, he's going to look different, but you get what I mean! 😆

Another reason is his overall personality. First episode/chapter alone with clock you on that he is a goofball with gets along with people, but he's not a pushover. He care about others and has a good heart. He's just so kind and energetic. His energy easily matches up with other hyper characters like Satoru and Kugisaki.

He's willing to sacrifice himself just to save someone and really, it's also a sad part of his character. He later on gives into the idea that he is just a cog in a system. He accepts death, deciding to help as many people as he can before his time is up. It leads to him going through so much as the story goes on to the point that he isn't exactly the same as he was before.

On a funnier note, he's just this strange kid to me. Like, Yuji finds a love story within a movie called Human Earthworm. Those dolls Yaga be making? Yeah, he calls one "creepy but cute" and even Satoru Gojo questions it "this thing is cute"? When Megumi tells him about Sukuna's finger and curses wanting it, wanna know what Yuji asks? "Why? Is it good?"

YUJI, IT IS A FINGER?!

He didn't even freak out when he saw Megumi's Demon Dogs.

Love his strangeness though. It's an endearing part of him to me.

Adding on, I adore about him is his overall skillset.

Yuji didn't even have cursed energy or any special techniques, but he was already capable of breaking records and outrunning cars. So much so that he gained a nickname like "Tiger of West Middle" and believed to be the reincarnation of Mirko Cro Cop, who is an actual person who is still alive.

His strength is so powerful that he was even given curses like Hanami and Choso a hard time fighting.

On top of that, it wasn't as if Yuji needed to go through a training session to learn basic fight skills. He was already beating ass before curses!!

Yuji is also a quick learner. Apparently, Black Flash is a move that is difficult to accomplish, yet Yuji was told about it for a couple of minutes and managed to delivered several Black Flashes within that same time frame. And if you count the amount of Black Flashes that has happened in the series so far, Yuji has executed the most at 8 - 10. Yuji is also able to adapt to the fighting style that whoever he is fighting alongside has. He has done it with Nobara, Aoi and Megumi. Three different styles, yet Yuji is able to work with each of them like nothing.

One more thing, is his relationships with other characters.

Again, Yuji is a sweet guy so it's easy for people to take to him and be his ally. It's not even just him being sweet, but there's also his other personality traits and skills. He was able to impress someone like Aoi Todo. There are not a lot of characters on the same wavelength as Satoru because of his personality, but Yuji is one that is. Even Megumi, one of the grumpiest characters, takes to him.

And while I do love the positive relationships he has, there's also the negative ones I like, too.

Out of all the characters, Yuji's clash with Sukuna is the most entertaining to me. That is not to say that the other relationships are boring.

It's just that with these two are so different. So very different, yet share a few things in common that makes my brain get to working and then I have thoughts I have to write down.

Really, that's all I have to say for now!

Yuji Itadori is a favorite of mine, the #1 on my list. I don't blame others for liking him, too, because to be for real... Yuji is a character I can't imagine anyone genuinely hating. Like... how can anyone, I don't know! Maybe not care for him? Not everyone has him as a favorite character, I'm sure.

I mean, I have seen people say they prefer Yuta or Satoru as the main character (makes no sense to me, I highly disagree, if either of them was the main character of the main storyline, then it would be a totally different story, HELLO, and I do like those two).

I have seen people call him "weak" and "useless" for losing to Choso as if Yuji didn't give Choso a hard time even after running around and fighting curses and curse users before then. "Yuji should stick to jumping". Yuji be doing 98% of the jumping, stop it now I'm exaggerating but you get it.

I'm just saying, Yuji could do almost all the crazy stuff a lot of other characters do without hesitation, but I doubt anyone else would be able to willingly, without thought, swallow a finger that looks like that like Yuji has. That kid is a menace, but an absolute sunshine and I adore him.

#kiya answers #kiya answers questions #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk spoilers #itadori #itadori yuji #yuji itadori #yuuji itadori #itadori yuuji #that's my tiger cub!#💖🐯👊

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dexabite · 1 year

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because i'm bored: here's what i think about the characters of ride the cyclone!

ocean o'connell rosenberg:

definitely was a huge snob. in my language, we call those kind of people "maldita" HAHAHAH

she sounds so much like a high school bully that it's hilarious... but also, i feel like she was bullied in elem and was consequently also mean in highschool? idk she gives me that energy

DEFINITELY the kind of person to love legally blonde and mean girls and just projected it onto her persona LMAOO

though she's probably really very much a big softie once she developed at the end of the musical, but still hides it behind her bitchy and rude exterior

she looks like she would take someone's phone and squint whenever someone shows her a meme, like the way a mother would

noel gruber:

mean gay. that's it.

it's canon that whenever he's nervous or uncomfortable, he picks on his nail polish! and i love that! he's just like me fr!

i think the thing he really wanted was just a life outside of his simple one when he was alive... and i think monique gibeau was his drag persona

that said: NOEL DRAG QUEEN AAHHHH

feels like he would be more reserved because he's trying to look normal because of his mom yk, so he probably didn't have many friends outside of the choir (who weren't very close to begin with, judging from the way they talk in the beginning of the musical)

but besides that, he wants to be FLAMBOYANT and FEMININE and i love him

mischa bachinski:

iconic. stole boxes of communion wine for his eight year old cousin because of birthday. im in love with him.

sorry to noel, but he's the REAL most romantic boy in town. nothing compares to the way he sings about talia as if he couldn't live without her. get yourself a man like mischa.

probably loves ridiculous memes. would laugh at them for so long and show everyone in the choir

i think he doesn't actually watch horror movies but watches analysis videos on youtube about them like i do.

when he actually watches horror movies, he squirms around and does all of these weird movements and noises to cope with the fear 😭 not outright scream though, he's too emasculated /j

ricky potts:

he is an oc writer just like me. i love him for that.

was most likely into warrior cats as a kid, obviously marvel comics and star trek too. no way he wasn't.

he mooost likely didn't want to be in the choir in the first place but ocean forced him in it, based off his reaction to ocean trying to get people to like her again after singing about social darwinism 😭

that said, he's just like me fr... using escapism as a coping mechanism for his lonelines... i love you ricky and and your sexy cat ladies from zolar

and actually, i think he's one of the most underrated characters apart from constance which is such a SHAME...

he's so nerdy and JUST LIKE ME FR!!!

i think that before his hands degenerated, he was an artist. not a good one, but enough for people to recognize it!

jane doe:

CREEPYPASTA ENJOYER I CAN SMELL IT OFF OF HER.

creepy... i love her...

and i think that she's really good at crocheting, to add onto the whole doll aesthetic. makes tiny sweaters for ricky's cats, probably made a phone case for constance made out of wool... no matter how inconvenient it was

i think that noel would've painted her nails black too because she deserves it!!!

anyway, her and ricky are the "the bad bitch i got thanks to my autism" meme definitely. going both ways

anyway her actor's voice always sounds like an opera singers it's so impressive! that's why i believe that she can actually sing opera if they ask her to

definitely knows obscure facts about medieval torture and lions... just because!

FOORNICATION UNDER CONSENT OF THE KING!!!!

constance blackwood:

HER SONGS MAKE ME FEEL SO MANY THINGS IT'S CRAZY

the unique lesson of "there's no shame in loving my small town" ...my god you never hear that in musicals EVER

it's always "GET ME OUT OF HERE PLEASE!!!!" not the lesson that's in sugar cloud

that said, god... the fact that she doesn't like being called nice because it means that no one truly got close enough to her to know her for her goofiness... her weird thoughts, and her silly mannerisms and she had no one to vent to </3

hell, even her so called BEST FRIEND is mean to her!!!

but i feel like they'd still be close, despite that yk? best friends always stick together and as ocean develops more i think that they'd get closer until they're literally the only two who knows the other better than themselves

OH and i think that constance would've loved writing fanfic... she just has that kinda energy yk? she and noel would bond over writing and they'd talk about what they write and constance would hesitate because she doesn't want to admit that she writes gay fanfiction on ao3 😭🙏

#rtc #ride the cyclone #rtc musical #ride the cyclone musical #rtc jane doe #rtc constance #rtc mischa #rtc noel #rtc ocean #rtc ricky #i love this musical with all my heart and soul.#rtc hcs #ride the cyclone headcanons #ride the cyclone hcs #rtc headcanons

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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 1 year

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clint barton as your older brother headcanons :)

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 685

request: yes / no

original request: "Hi! I love your teen avenger series so far, it's amazing! Do you think you could do headcanons for being Clint Barton's younger sibling? Thanks ❤"

dynamic: clint barton x younger sibling!reader

characters: clint barton, a little barney barton as well, maybe some kate bishop, lucky the pizza dog ofc

a/n: THIS TOOK ME SO LONG IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY IM SORRY :( but tysm for it!! gotta love clint barton :D also, requests are open, so send an ask any time!

taglist: @thecloudedmind @nutellani

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having clint barton as a big brother really prepared you for anything

and when i say anything i mean anything

he once snuck up on you while you were at the grocery store

IT WAS SO MEAN OMG

like he literally hid behind one of those displays of chips

and then jumped out when you passed him

he was fr laughing so hard

then this old lady told him that he was rude so he got what he deserved

when it was just clint and barney, barney made clint learn sign language so that he would communicate with him

and so when you were born, barney was determined to have you learn it too

little did he know, clint had discovered bad words.

one thing led to another, and let’s just say the sign language clint taught you didn’t exactly mean what he told you it meant

barney was so mad omg but it was so funny

i feel like clint likes to invite you and barney over for dinner

not that barney comes bc that man is out doing who knows what

but he always gets pizza

like every single time he gets pizza

and he buys way too much

you once asked if he could get something else

and then once you got to his place, there was pizza on the table

smh

an important part of your relationship is that whenever you’re around, lucky ignores clint and only listens to you

and he gets super annoyed

like he’ll try EVERYTHING to get his dog back

but it doesn’t work :)

you also have a really good relationship with kate

the two of you meet for coffee every once in a while just to gossip about clint

because let’s face it, the only person who has more blackmail on that guy is barney

i think clint would be a pretty protective older brother

he definitely calls just to check in on you

except sometimes he’ll call and do voices

i feel like clint would do a lot of voices

like celebrity impressions or accents

and so you’ll answer the phone and he’ll be trying to sound like bruce springsteen or something

and it’s always a really bad impression too

but he’ll try to have you guess and then he’ll tell you what it was after

and you always go “oh ok. i definitely heard that. yep.”

and then he just hangs up.

but he always calls back don’t worry :)

clint also frequents antique shops.

but he doesn’t buy stuff for himself because he knows he’ll break it

so he swings by your place a lot with the most random stuff

sometimes it’s cool

like one time he gave you this lamp that looked like a taxi sign

but then once he gave you one of those really creepy baby dolls

from like the forties or something

and he just dropped it off by your door and ran away

and then he sent you a text like “check the front door…”

IT SCARED YOU SO BAD

you called him to yell at him but he wasn’t listening because he was laughing so hard

you have a lot of eating competitions

barney used to take the two of you out to eat when you were younger, and you would both get four ice cream sundaes

and barney would just roll his eyes because he knew what was coming

you’d try to eat them as fast as possible

it usually ended with someone getting sick or with ice cream all over their clothes

and barney would just be sitting there, eyes closed, wishing he didn’t have such weird younger siblings

but don’t worry, he secretly loved the two of you :)

i like to think you knit and crochet stuff for clint a lot

and at the time he won’t look that excited but then he’ll wear it every chance he gets

you made him this purple hat thing and he literally won’t take it off

but he has to find something wrong with it, so he says it’s not warm enough

but you know that’s a lie!!

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marshmallowprotection · 1 year

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"I'm afraid I don't understand why someone would think it's a childish hobby," Saeran admitted with a frown. It wasn't all that surprising given the fact he didn't have a typical upbringing. Everything you had experienced in life would never align with what his circumstances had been as a child, but that didn't mean he wasn't willing to listen and learn... and the same went for you.

You wanted to better understand all the things he enjoyed when he was a kid and he wanted to know what you enjoyed when you were a child. Even if he admitted that most of the things he enjoyed were... limited to paper and pencil, you were happy to hear his amusement. He kept the hobby of journaling to this day because of how much enjoyment he'd had putting his thoughts on the paper.

That's why you spared no expense to make sure he had every bit of stationary he could ever want.

You wanted him to be able to have some piece of his childhood. It wasn't like he got to hold on to many of the things that he had as a child. The only thing he had to show for many of his experiences were bushels of paper... messy ones that came with him after Mint Eye. If he left anything behind in that place, he never made a point of asking to go back to get it.

Of course, when you got around to explaining most of the things you enjoyed as a child, you had many more things to rattle off on your list. A part of you felt... guilty telling him that you had experienced so much compared to him, but his expression showed he was just as excited to be able to learn as you had been about him. Of course, you weren't used to the question. Most people left their childhood toys and games in the past, but you'd seemingly never grown past that.

You didn't want to "grow up" and let go of the things that made you happy. Where was the fun in that? It would be sad if everybody "grew up" and had to let go of the things that made them happy. It wasn't as if there was a switch that went off one day that fully transformed you from one state to another. It'd be a day like any other!

You wanted to bring them with you so you could always enjoy yourself. Even as you got older and your interests became different from what they were in the past, you couldn't just let go of those possessions. In fact, you were the kind of person that kept your favorite things on display no matter how childish they seemed. Perhaps it was the fact that you had so many things that led Saeran to ask you in the first place.

He wondered if collecting was a hobby of yours when you first moved into your new home. You had to admit that that was part of it. You did like to go and collect things that stood out to you and your interests... but, you weren't like Jumin who loved to collect old books and tomes... nor were more in the same vein as Saeyoung who wanted to have his big hands on a hot rod that could drive him for miles.

No, no.

You were enamored with dolls. From their careful sculpting and fine paint details, to the care that'd be put into their clothing and accessories. A lot of people found it creepy if not... so childish when you shared this interest of yours. It used to bother you a lot when you were younger; so, you stopped talking to people about it and kept to yourself and the few safe spaces you had!

if you didn't already know that somebody was the same as you with their likes, you figured it was a bad idea to bring it up. Too many people bullied you in the past for you to risk it. Your dolls were friends and seeing them shine made you happy. They were your friends as a kid and you couldn't imagine not having the same feelings toward them that you had back then as you were today.

You were delicate with your touch. You readjusted the positioning of your doll so she would be better suited for sitting on the edge of the table. Turning your head, you looked back at Saeran.

"A lot of people think you're supposed to become responsible and mature as an adult. Unfortunately, a lot of society thinks you're not allowed to have fun once you become a grown up. That means you leave behind all the things that belonged to your childhood and are determined to be a social pariah. So, a lot of people will internalize shame if they're caught doing childish things by other adults," you explained.

"It's kind of disheartening, actually. It's one of those things that's hard to explain out loud if you haven't experienced it firsthand so I really don't know how to put it into words. There are just a lot of people who won't let themselves enjoy anything because they don't want to be seen as childish, ridiculous, immature, or cringey. I don't share my collection with people all that often because I get a lot of... strange looks."

It was true.

Far too many people would give you strange looks and make assumptions. You knew Saeran wouldn't do that. He wasn't the type. He would never make somebody feel awful for something they enjoyed. That's why it made you feel bad that you hadn't really told him about this interest of yours before. He, out of anyone, would have understood what it felt like to have been judged for no reason.

Saeran frowned. Sometimes, you had to wonder if he felt disheartened by how much the world could be a cruel place. He never seemed to let it show if he thought it was that way, perhaps, it was because he was grateful to be alive to experience everything and anything the world had to offer. He wanted to be able to experience everything, and that meant good things and bad things.

"May I?" He asked.

You nodded, unsure of his goals this time around. Maybe he was curious? "Of course."

With a delicate hand, he touched the porcelain with immense care. His eyes were inspecting each and every element he could find. He was just like that. If he had the chance to learn about something that he didn't know anything about, he wanted to find out everything imaginable. It was one of the things you loved about him, actually.

"It must take hours for people to create one of these. These details were... hand sculpted and painted. It's astonishing, really. It's a work of art," he murmured.

His eyes never wavered from your doll. He was tracing the details to memory, at least, that's what you thought. He had the exact same look on his face whenever he was trying to learn how to piece together a recipe for the first time. He would look at the final product and guess at how somebody put it all together. "I think it's a shame that people would make you feel bad for enjoying something. They're like your friends, right?"

You nodded.

He continued, "I feel the same way about my flowers. They were there for me when nobody else was. I always had somebody to talk to and I never felt lonely when they were by my side. To me, I would say that our experiences weren't all that different. Sure, maybe the difference between us was the vessel we chose to have as our friends. But the comfort that we experienced from our friends? That's... something that nobody should be able to take away, my love. It doesn't matter what age you are, as long as you are happy with these friends, that's all that matters."

Without a single moment of hesitation, he placed your doll back in your arms and closed them around your dear friend. You looked down and then back at him. For some reason, that tingling feeling inside your chest was warmer than it had ever been. That sort of thinking could've been considered ridiculous by most people, but to you? It was Saeran through and through.

"I know, you're right." You smiled.

He took that as an opportunity to lean in and steal a tiny kiss from your lips. "So, why don't you tell me all about your friends? I mean, you've heard me talk about flowers for hours, but I haven't had a chance to hear you talk about these friends before. I want to know, my love."

Even if you were going to struggle with internalized shame about this your entire life, you knew you would always find safety in his arms.

#mod kait #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #mysticmessenger #choi saeran #mm #GE saeran #saeray #saeran #mm saeran #mysme saeran #saeran mysme #saeran mm #saeran mystic messenger #mystic messenger saeran #drabble #sorry guys this one is self indulgent

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welkinsky · 1 year

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Chishiya X Reader | How You Two Got Close

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

A/N: It is quite longer than I expected it to be but it is a very detailed one. Hope you like it! And thanks so much for your support as always! I genuinely appreciate it! <3

Let's be honest he was not the one to catch feelings for someone in Borderland. And he was using you for his leverage only. You were smart, and strong, and had already gained Anugi's trust.

And from your POV, you were clearly aware of the situation and always acted a little dumb and extra sweet. You knew what Chishiya was doing and that he would drop you in a second when it comes to his life so you thought it'd be better if you play the player and you were doing ALL THIS just to gain his trust.

You two were just fools. NO, he was not using you, this was just some subconscious way of him to make sure that you last longer at the beach so that you were around him more. And NO you were not doing all of those things to trick him you just wanted to be around him.

Living in the borderlands has made both of your heads so dense that you were not in touch with your emotions anymore!

And slowly you two started hanging out alone more often. It was nothing romantic but it's just that you two had to discuss "something" or the other. You'd find excuses to talk and if someone was close enough to see it all from a third-person perspective it was very clear what was going on but for you two to admit that SOMETHING was going on.. was a big no.

Women would frequently ask you about Chishiya and what is he like. I mean you don't blame them he was GOOD LOOKING, we need to give him that and on top of that, he had this mysterious demeanor that women usually like. But you've seen his dumb side too. Like when you and Kuina jump scared him for fun or when he tripped on his own foot once. He is a human after all.

Every time someone asks you about him, you usually end up thinking about him more. Little did you know that the same was the case with him.

He was not someone who'd talk to a lot of people but won't even ignore them since they might be of some use to him at some point in time and a simple 5-minute chat never hurt anyone. Ever since he started hanging out with you more than 7 out of 10 times, people would approach him to ask about you.

Which was kind of annoying because why would anyone ask HIM about you, you were right there. But then again he understood that you might just intimidate an average insecure person because you were too good for anyone who was just... average.

He sometimes wondered if you were out of his league too. There was no point in making any move on you because 1. You were smart enough to know that this was not some romance novel shit going on so this was the last thing you'd want 2. He would have no chance with you in the real world let alone here, he understood that he might manipulate you but it is not what real trust and a relationship are 3. He didn't want to drag you into his shit show of a life here as well as in the real world because of the things that he did there you'd never approve of them.

Niragi, on the other hand, was ONTO YOU he would not leave a chance to brush past you, give you his creepy tongue flick, or get close to you. Chishiya saw all that and you did too. "Ignorance was bliss," you thought to yourself.

But Chishiya knew that Niragi was not someone to leave unattended and he trusted Aguni with him but still he was very aware of each detail when you were in the same room with Niragi.

This one time you were with Kuina by the pool and not a lot of people were there day Niragi saw his chance and sat down right next to you. This boiled your blood. You already hated the guy's vibe and how dare he invade your personal space.

"Oh come on doll, why are you so tensed up you just won a game tonight right? It's time to have some fun wouldn't you say?" he said as he was reaching out for your arm. You stood up and started walking back to your room, Kuina followed.

"What's the matter? I'm not that bad you know." He said as he took your arm forcefully and would NOT let go.

"Well, when you already have had better, why would anyone go searching in the dumpsters." Chishiya arrived out of nowhere and stood beside you as you still try to fight your way out of that guy's hand.

"You" the word spilled from Niragi's mouth with so much hatred that it ran a chill down your spine. You knew if they were not stopped it won't end well. "Well yea ME. I won as always." Chishiya replied and started coming closer to you. The next few seconds were a blur to you. As he pulled you in a kiss while still maintaining eye contact with Niragi.

It was slow and soft and as you two separated you still had the woody scent of his. His eyes then landed on your lips. It was clear he was trying his best to take them off but couldn't and with a deep sigh he looked into your eyes that were already looking into his sharp ones.

You could feel his chest rising uneasily since there was no space left between you two and his hand was resting on the small of your back from where he pulled you in.

You looked back at Kuina in surprise who mirrored your expressions and then saw Aguni in the back who was just as surprised as you but he went back to his poker face and asked Niragi to stand back.

Chishiya took your hand and started walking back to your room. Kuina followed again without saying anything. The way to your room was silent and felt so long. Kuina parted ways to her room with a silent nod and you two responded in the same silent way.

Now it was just you two. The tension was sooo thick that it was hard for you to breathe silently. As your room came, which you shared with others too since you were not an executive officially, you didn't get a seperate room yet. He kept walking with your hand in his and stopped outside his room.

You were too confused and curious to ask anything. He opened and let you both in STILL holding your hand and as you closed the door behind you pushed were against the door...

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

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azulas-lightning-bolt · 2 months

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you guys remember how I said I was going to schedule drafts to post. yeah hi again. I’ve got school so I’m probably just gonna lose my mind over the weekend and then save some of this stuff for later. also if anyone cares I would love asks? I go insane in some peoples’ inboxes and would be sososo giddy to have that energy reciprocated

so today I’ll be talking about the inherent transness of mako’s character.

want to begin this by saying: by ‘transness’ I mean whatever kind of trans your heart desires, but the transness my heart desires is transmasc. so. transmasc mako it is.

so i have, in at least every mako related post I have made, mentioned his chronic eldest daughter syndrome. that alone is inherently very gender of a guy, but I also mentioned two posts ago that mako is a genuinely ‘feminine’ character in how his personality and major traits are defined. there’s a section where I talk about the standard women are held to (right above “did you feel like you were reading a transcript of that one barbie movie scene?”) and how mako is actually a solid representation of those.

so you know how kids learn by observing and mako’s parents were from fire and earth, the two more traditional nations? in the case he’s trans, mako would have literally grown up as the eldest daughter, implementing those behaviors probably as early as three or four, when bolin needed less constant attention from their parents. so by eight, these traditional gender role ideas are already in his head. but then his parents are being murdered and their last requests of him are to run and take care of bolin. the trauma and guilt of this would probably force even heavier protectiveness from mako.

and then we get to the trans part. up to this point, mako is a little girl, the first child and daughter of naoki and san, rather traditional fire nation and earth kingdom immigrants to republic city. mako’s grown up wearing dresses and given dolls and playing pretend makeover as naoki tries to teach mako how to use makeup the way they do in the fire nation.

but then they’re in the orphanage (mako watches the little boys running around with short hair and ragged pants and not getting scolded for tumbling around in the dirt, and pulls her? braided hair back jealously.) and then they run away from the orphanage.

there are creepy old men leering at mako on every street corner. she finds it lessens when her braid is out and it hangs around her face. that has to change too, when mako realizes long hair without frequent baths is more of a hazard than short. she cuts it with a shard of broken glass, let’s it frame her face in a way that’s jagged and sharp. her face is sharp. mako finds she doesn’t mind.

people mistake mako for a boy frequently. mako tries not to think about the warmth that bursts to life at each mistake, no matter how quickly corrected.

it becomes more and more obvious, over the span of a year, that mako is not a girl. no, mako is very much a boy like bolin. bolin sort of just—knows. mako appreciates not needing to explain. bolin declared having a big bro is cooler that a big sis. (for my own sake, the constant “bro”-calling in the show is for sake of gender affirming and affectionate reciprocation, because no real siblings just call each other. bro.)

but then puberty happens. mako is “running numbers and stuff” for the triad at this point. he thinks he might be dying, because of course reserved, traditional naoki never talked to her child about periods at eight years old. his… chest, is growing. a triad member who takes pity (an older girl, probably in her twenties, by mako’s recollection) gruffly explains periods and how to deal with them. she jokingly suggests finding a good bloodbender to take care of it, and mako genuinely considers it for a while, between debarking offing himself.

he also has HORRIBLE fucking cramps. he’s me. and then the chest issue. he starts binding in the worst way possible—he either layers up as much as possible and slouches horribly or wraps himself with dirty old bandages until he’s flat. he fractures a rib at least once doing this, which he continues to do through his pro-bending days.

toza would know. he’d see something in training and, with how honestly progressive republic city is portrayed (as I remember; last I watched this show was literally 2017 😭) he’s probably met an open transmasc or two. he pitches in a couple yuan for a real binder for mako, which he somehow still manages to ruin by constantly sleeping in.

then korra enters stage left. shit goes down. i think, in my heart of hearts, he never told her. the way she asked if he was “a criminal, or something?” when he opened up about his work for the triad would shut him down about telling her much else.

when he’s dating asami, he probably tries to tell her a couple times, but is so not-blunt with it that she totally misses it. asami is a genius, but she was sheltered and probably never encountered a queer person or was acquainted with queer slang mako picked up on the streets. which, by the way, this post talks about hypothetical queer slang in each of the nations which was cool as hell.

so yeah basically mako is out to no one except his brother and the old guy who fell off the face of the earth. until detective work, because momboss and detectiveson!! for medical reasons, he needs to come out to lin. she’s uptight and scary as hell, so at first he’s terrified he’s about to get fired. but then she’s like, “you’re a good boy, mako. don’t let me down.” and he’s almost crying.

then canon continues and he almost died. kya heals him, mako entrusting lin to disclose his transness to her if need be.

then comics! korra and asami come back and come out and mako is, for a split second, like ‘damn i messed up that bad huh’ but then he’s like “oh yeah sick I’m trans by the way.” then it’s korrasami’s turn to 😧

asami’s like ‘ohhhh damn that’s what you were trying to say,,,’

then makorrasami takes over the world because they all had time to grow as people and become good for each other and polyships are fire!! this is me outing myself as a (specifically post-canon/comics) makorrasami shipper btw. but wuko is cool too, I don’t have too heavy opinions between the, like, normal ships n stuff.

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fandomregression · 11 months

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umum. regressor jon is so good. headcanons um maybe?

regressor jon is the best boy yes

Regressor Jon Sims Headcanons!

okay, jon? mr orphan? mr raised by grandma who didn't wanna raise another kid? mr spider book trauma sufferer? yeah he regresses very often, and he is terrible at hiding it

he discovered agere in uni, and he kind of realized like "oh that explains so much..." and then deep-dived into the whole concept and maybeeeee ended up sitting in his room that night very small and watching cartoons oopsie

georgie found out pretty soon after that. she went to wake jon up after realizing he was going to be late for possibly the first time since she'd ever known him to class. she opens up his door and looks inside and jon's still in bed with his thumb in his mouth and a stuffed animal georgie had never seen in his arms

jon tries his best to hide it from her, but he does eventually just give in like "okay fINE YES I AGE REGRESS" and georgie takes care of him 🥰 shes never really like a full-time "come to me any time" caregiver, but if she's there she plays with him and fills his sippy and gives him plenty of cuddles

flashforward a few years to jon being a researcher at the magnus institute. he's the quiet one who barely looks up from his desk from the moment he gets there in the morning to the moment he leaves in the evening. there are some who say that he never even takes a lunch break. the only time he looks up is when he has to leave to go do field work.

that is, of course, until he meets tim stoker. tim is just supposed to shadow jon, just to learn the ropes, but he quickly weasels his way into jon's life and *gasp* actually gets him talking!! soon the two are joined at the hip and where one is, you'll quickly find the other. then sasha comes along when she transfers to research, and tim and jon are quite happy to add her to the mix

theyre just supposed to be out in the field getting some notes for a case one day when it happens. jon's gone ahead first because. its jon. he goes into the creepy abandoned house that is supposedly haunted, and while he doesnt find ghosts or demons, he...gets a spider web to the face...and he has a panic attack

tim and sasha rush in when they hear jon in distress, and he's hyperventilating, shaking, he can't really move at this point...so they calm him down, they get him back down to earth, and jon just clings so hard to tim. he just latches on for a hug, and he's crying, and tim feels so bad for him so he just ends up carrying jon

its probably about two weeks of tim and sasha asking before jon explains anything. but, he tells them he regresses and that he's sorry and it'll never happen at work again (liar) and that they don't need to worry about him. they of course ignore that last part and make it their purpose to fuss over and worry over him profusely

jon does cave, because yeah okay he does like it and he does feel safe with them and yeah okay maybe he IS a cute baby like sasha says

jon doesn't have a specific age he regresses to, but he has differing needs. sometimes he can't speak and he can't remember how to even hold a spoon or if he needs to go potty. sometimes he's talking a mile a minute and he runs around and wants tim to chase him and he's just having a great time lol

hes the Most Spoiled baby ever. he has a big toy box that is stuffed full of plushies, dolls, blocks, action figures, whatever cool toy he saw at the store and begged for

hes not super messy or anything, unless he thinks it'll get him attention. he doesnt make a huge mess with his food, cleans up after himself when hes playing, those sorts of things, but you can bet that if he sees a giant mud puddle he is jumping in before sasha can say no. and now he's covered head to toe in mud, and he's got a big grin, and tim jumps in with him. sasha holds out a little longer, but FINE she'll jump in too

that trait of his when it comes to reading comes right back when hes regressed, too. sasha loves to take him to the library to pick out whatever he wants, and she reads with him. this is one of jon's favorite things to do is just cuddle beside sasha and let her read to him. sometimes tim joins in to do funny voices

jon calls the two of them mama and dada, and yes they cried the first time he said those titles

by the time they transfer to the archives, jon has moved in with them and the three of them are completely comfortable with each other. so when the martin curveball happens...jon is not a happy camper. and he has a fit when they get home, a full-blown tantrum because this was NOT supposed to happen

it takes a few months before martin finds out, and once he does...jon suddenly realizes that martin has a very good caregiver voice and he's very gentle and kind. oh no

now he has THREEEEEE cgs and he is more spoiled than ever

martin is just perfect for cuddles, and jon sometimes just decides It Is Cuddle Time whether martin knows it or not. he suddenly has a lap full of Baby and yeah he's not mad about that

jon ends up calling martin papa, and sasha and tim are the ones crying while martin is trying not to explode from cuteness

jon has no idea how cute he is, all he knows is he's getting tons of hugs and lil kisses on his forehead and thats a good thing ☺

can you tell i love jon? i also have a second fic for agere jon up on my ao3 that i desperately need to update

#fandom agere #age regression #sfw agere #🧸headcanons #tma agere #agere jon

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