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redhawtriot · 4 years

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Shinsou Shits (Bakugou x Reader)

Tip Jar ☕- Not expected but always appreciated💞

Well, I fucking watched the Heroes Rising Movie today and just when I thought that I couldn’t love the feral ass Bakugou more than I already do—

BAM!!

Straight in the feels.

Also, Thank you so much anon for requesting this and appreciating my writing! PS I totally outed myself as a person with random ass ships in this peice LOL

HnM💕

Hey I’m big fan of ur writing and I have request for Baku x f!reader prompts : 4 and 5 pls: “I really don’t think children are in my future.” “Well… that was almost cute.”

Bakugou and you were on what you liked to call the “Shinsou Shits” duty—the painstaking chore that you and your friends often drew lots, or played “rock, paper, scissors”, or “nose goes”, or performed some other desperate measure to get out of doing.

You loved Mina and Shinsou to death—and would happily take a bullet for either one of them; however, this type of cruel and usual punishment could have even the strongest of wills wishing to bite the bullet.

“Why are ya’ talkin’ to the air, weirdo? There is nothing there, you know,” little Kanjo Shinsou sneered at the scared boy from atop the playground slide. His wild, purple mane crowded to one side as he tilted his head into a questioning glance.

The terrified boy under fire clenched his shaky fists, “Y-yes there is… you’re there!” he threw a quivering finger toward the other side of the playset where another Shinsou was approaching the group. A devilish flare emitted from his golden irises as he neared with a smirk.

Kanjo didn’t even bother throwing a glance toward his twin brother as he chastised the little boy, “How am I there, if I am here, stupid?”

“T-there must be two of you!” the little boy squeaked as his eyes flew back and forth from the brothers.

“Two of me?! Ha!” The younger twin, Kaijou Shinsou threw his little body upon the slide to sit next to his brother on the tube, “Did ya’ hit your head this morning, or somethin’?”

The two boys gave eerily synchronized giggles as they both looked down upon the frightened boy.

“HEY!” you frantically called out from across the park, “Kaijo! Kanjo! Get down off of there right now!! You’re gonna fall!” you desperately pleaded.

Kaijo’s voice was the first to squeak up “We won’t fall, Auntie!” his face fell into an annoyed expression as he turned away from you. His aunt, Y/N just had to ruin all the fun and call them both out by their names.

“You could always come make us get down!” Kanjo teased before sticking his tongue out at you. Your eyes instantly narrowed into sharp slits. Never have you wanted to violently snatch somebody by the tongue so badly.

Kaijo seemed to be rallied up by his bother’s bravado, “Yeah, come and get us!” he sang, his black encrusted eyes darting to his older twin for approval.

All of a sudden you heard a series of explosions go off, before the flash image of your husband flew past you— rocketing toward the top of the playset, “LISTEN TO YOUR ELDERS, YOU DAMN BRATS!”

The children hardly had anytime to react at all—let alone scream— as Bakugou grabbed the both of them by the backs of their shirts and yanked them from the top of the slide. The man plopped the two kids onto the sand at the foot of the playset on their bottoms, “Now, don’t get up there again, or else,” he glowered over them.

The two children looked absolutely terrified, “Y-Yes, sir.” “Yes, Uncle Bakugou!”

Of course as, soon as Bakugou turned his back to walk back toward the park bench where you were sitting, the twins’ respectful demeanors had already fully melted away, replaced by their usual plotting smirks, and soon enough they were already on their way to torturing another kid.

You stood in awe as you watched Bakugou proudly march back toward the park bench that the two of you had claimed for the evening, “Wow. I wish they listened to me like that,” you breathed before plopping yourself back down onto the bench.

“You just have to show ‘em who’s in charge,” Bakugou replied with a small, pleased smirk, “Better yet, I should have just let the little shits fall down. Maybe then they’d learn their lesson,” he crossed his arms as he sat down next to you on the bench. You noticed that he scooted himself a bit closer to you after realizing that he was a little too far.

“Jesus, Katsuki. They are just four years old!” You argued with a laugh. The man only scoffed in return as his face hardened into a glare at the playground. Suddenly something caught his attention again at the top of the tall tube slide—two somethings to be exact.

“HEY!” He loudly barked, causing the twins to jump a little on top of the tall playset. Your heart fell down to your toes as you noticed little Kaijo loose his balance on top of the tube.

“I THOUGHT WE TOLD YOU TO GET—”

Kaijo’s small body suddenly fell down to the bottom of the playground wih a loud ‘thud’ as the sand aggressively displaced itself around him.

“KAIJO!!” both you and Bakugou were already on your feet; however, it was Kanjo, who reached his brother first as he desperately slid down the pole of the playset,

“Kaijo!” he quickly reached down and hugged his brother into up into a sitting position, “Are you okay, ‘bwuther’?”

Kaijo’s yellow irises, seemed to be a little dazed until he shook his head, sand flying out from his messy, purple mane as he refocused his mind, “Y-yeah, I’m okay!” he smiled brightly, leaving you to give a deep sigh of relief. Suddenly, your heart was filled with pride as the older twin helped his younger brother up and began dusting the sand off of him.

“Awh…” you leaned up against Bakugou to ingest the touching moment as a sweet smile graced your expression.

Suddenly an evil glare reappered within Kanjo’s eyes, “Let’s go put sand in that girl’s doll’s head!”

“Woah! You’re so smart Kanjo! You have the bestest ideas!” Kaijo gave a gleeful laugh, before the two ran off toward the swing set to meet their next pig-tailed victim.

“Well, That was almost cute…” you grimaced as Bakugou angrily marched to catch up with the two menaces. He swiftly redirected their schemes toward something less sadistic and returned to you back on the bench not too long afterward.

You gave a deep sigh, “You’re such a natural, babe. But me? They don’t even take me seriously at all. Even just watching you do all of the babysitting is tiring. Jeeze, I… I really don’t think children are in my future,” you frowned as Bakugou’s eyebrows fell even deeper together.

“Shuddup,” he exclaimed as he threw an arm behind your shoudlers to rest on the back of the bench, “You’re gonna be a great mother.”

As soon as the words left this mouth your heart squeezed into your throat, “W-what…?” the two of you had never even mentioned having kids… ever! What did he mean you were going to be a great mother? He wasn’t planning on leaving you or something was he??

“You got sand in your ears, too? I said you’ll be a great mom,” he repeated as his gaze stayed fixated on the Shinsou twins on the see-saw, “Our kids won’t be as terrible as these brats though.” He decided.

The two of you sat in a thick silence for a few beats before you found the courage to speak up, “I didn’t know you wanted kids, Katsuki,” you half-whispered as your throat was still constricted from the shock of his words.

Suddenly, your husband turned his head so that his gaze could meet yours. The setting, evening sun ignited even the slightest embers in his warm, crimson eyes. They seemed to be scanning you up and down as if he were searching for a hidden message in your expression. His eyebrows very seriously furrowed together as he regained heavy eye contact with you, “Of course I want to give you a Bakugou,” his low voice softly reverberated in your ears. His eyes never fell away from yours as he stared at you.

An instense chill fluttered from the base of your neck, down to your toes, back up to your heart as if it were trying to defribillate your shocked being. C’mon, heart! Work again, dammit!

“OH my GOD!” you gasped as your face flushed into a deep heat, “D-d-don’t say it like that!!” You hid your overwhelmed, flame-filled face in your hands as Bakugou roughly stood up—startled by your suddenly stunned aura.

“WHAT?! Say it like what?! How the fuck else am I supposed to say it?!”

Kaijo and Kanjo Shinsou: the sons of Mina Ashido and Hitoshi Shinsou. Quirk: Acid Trip: they can use the vapors of the acid secreted from their palms to selectively alter the mind state of their opponents. Their vapors give off a severe, disorienting psychedelic propertythat leaves their opponents easy to influence. My OCs from a lil “next gen” project I’m workin on.

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wolfsgravity · 3 years

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I can’t sleep so I’m just thinkin’ about my range of Pokémon romantic F/Os. This series has meant so much to me for so long, and I know F/Os from that source make up a decent portion of my list. I’d feel more embarrassed about it if I didn’t make it abundantly clear that Pokémon is one of the most pervasive influences in my life from an exceedingly young age.

I just. I dunno. I find my collection of Pokémon series F/Os so interesting.

I’m just gonna ramble a bit.

I’m going to talk in Generational order, because my 1am brain couldn’t decipher a more cohesive timeline if it tried.

Giovanni is a funny one. As a kid, his character in the show intimidated me a little. But I really loved Team Rocket on some level. They were my first Pokémon villain organization, and with the Gen III games having Aqua and Magma, I decided pretty early that Team Rocket was my team. I had a stint in Magma since when I was young, I thought I’d specialize in Fire types, but eh it didn’t stick. No team really stuck nearly as much until Team Skull! So I had a lot of time for my intimidation from Giovanni to evolve into a fearful respect, to a mild devotion… by the time I played Let’s Go! and Ultra Moon, I was more than a little excited to see him in game. As in, I would quietly cheer when he appeared on my screen, in some weird giddy manner. It was only a matter of time before I realized I was crushing hard.

Steven Stone (he has a full name so more often than not I use it when referring to him) probably didn’t make the biggest impact on me in the original Gen III games? Hoenn was my favorite region for a while (in part due to pre- “Hoenn confirmed” hype), but he didn’t have a huge role in Ruby/Sapphire. Maybe I noticed him first in Emerald? I wish I could remember my real first inkling of crush on him, because I just remember when I played Omega Ruby… I was already obsessed with him. He showed up for the first time in game and I squealed. I spent the whole game seeking him out and already making romantic passes at him in my around-19-year-old head.

I am counting Grovyle for this, but it bears repeating that my S/I for the Pokémon Mystery Dungeon games is a Pokémon too. Those Mystery Dungeon games enamored me as a teen! I got to BE! A POKEMON!! So I probably got Explorers of Time/Darkness for DS not long after it released in 2008. I was so excited to have Gen IV Pokémon to be and battle and recruit, ugh, this game meant so much to me. I will always remember being part of Wigglytuff’s Guild super fondly. And like, as I am super susceptible to mental role play, putting myself in my characters shoes (or lil toe beans I guess) has always been second nature for me. So a dashing Grovyle just jumped into my silly life and was the most honorable and misunderstood character and I am not even joking when I say I fell for him in my first playthrough. And I’ve played through it a lot. I was always jealous of Celebi. I hate every Dusknoir I see to this day. *chefs kiss* Good game.

Gen V is “oops all F/Os” Gen, where to even start..

Just kidding, N is the obvious choice to start for me. He was love at first sight. He just, ugh, he cares about Pokémon SO MUCH. I literally don’t know how to even expand on this. He literally rode the Ferris Wheel with the player character in the game, and I WASNT supposed to interpret that as a date? Wack. It was a date. I love him so damn much. Next question

Elesa comes next because I’ve always thought she was stunning. I mean, duh I guess, she’s canonically a model. Also, Electric types are in my top 3, behind Fairy and somewhat tied with Fire, so she was a woman after my own heart. Her Emolga kinda wrecked my team and I respect that. Also, she loves puns. So again. Woman after my own heart. The only reason she’s still listed as Crush and not as Dating is because she intimidates me. She’s out of my league and I worry she’d only see me as a friend. Well, not “only”, her and Skyla are bffs and that also looks fun. I just. Can’t imagine her romantically being interested in me sometimes. Heh.

Grimsley was a crush that came on yeeeaaaars after his Gen, and it hit me like a freight train. I swear, he made very little impression on me in B/W, because I was young and I was just excited to possibly see N again as champion. I was a little shit, okay. I also never played B2/W2 all the way through, which is a huge stain on my Pokémon record. Anyways. When he showed up in Sun/Moon, I gasped. I was like, that’s a familiar face. Why is he hot now? (The answer is we was always hot, and I just had a few years to grow between games). But like, I kind of tamped it back down? I think I legit tried to tell myself around Sun/Moon era that I can’t keep finding Pokémon characters hot, because I was drooling over another one in Moon. Anywho. Grimsley kept popping up as fanart on my Tumblr dash for a while and by the time I pulled him in Pokémon Masters, I slipped into love. Whoops.

Professor Sycamore, probably not my proudest moment of fandom. He was another one I liked from the very introduction. I made fun of him in equal measure, but I affectionately referred to him as “Professor Hotdad” for an embarrassingly long amount of time. He’s not even the oldest of my Pokémon F/Os. One of my other Pokémon F/Os is canonically a father. But nope. Sycamore was Hotdad. That all said, he did make me smile like a crush-stricken schoolgirl when he talked in game so it wasn’t all just memey objectification. I do love him dearly.

Gen VII! Alola! Guzma! Oh man, like I’d stated earlier, Team Skull really nestled it’s way close to my heart the way no team had since Team Rocket. It wasn’t all because of Guzma, I really did like the group of ragtag misfits banding together and creating a family. Guzma was icing on the cake. Oh boy, he made my heart do funny little flips even when he was threatening me in game. I loved his design, I loved his character, the way he talked, I just. Ugh, I was down bad for ya boy in Moon and Ultra Moon. He’s actually the inspiration behind my main blog url: its-ya-boi-remington. The “Y’all are stupid!” line and face lives in my head rent free at all times. Guzma protection squad.

(Nanu isn’t a romantic so I won’t talk about him here, just know I’m not forgetting him!)

Leon was, believe it or not, my actual first Gen VIII crush. I saw that fashion disaster and felt a warm comfort from him. It didn’t help that I mentally read every character in Galar with some UK/British Isles accent, that sweetened the deal. I was actually gushing to a couple then-friends about Leon while we all played Sword/Shield together and they kind of mocked me about it. They chided me that Leon “doesn’t bat for my team” and said either of them would have a better chance with him if he were real. So I was a little downtrodden about Leon after that for quite a while. It wasn’t until a couple months ago when suddenly it hit me that A- He’s literally fictional and my version of him can like me regardless of what “team he bats for” and B- I’m nonbinary? So rules get thrown out the window, anyone who likes me is both a miracle and some kind of gay whatever way you spin it. So I let myself warm back up to him, though I’m still a little skittish from before.

Piers, I guess, as awful as it sounds, was initially a crush rebound. Like, don’t get me wrong, I’d have been attracted either way. He’s a musician, a SINGER no less, and has that emo/punk vibe. But he’s also gentle and kind. Swoon. But it helped that I had my crush-feelers out full-force for a cutie in game to obsess over since I was still butthurt about my “friends” killing my crush on Leon. Obsess I did, and continue to do. I could probably snap this man over my knee like firewood he’s so lanky, idk why I put that in here but it’s staying. Piers is the one I most imagine jamming out with on a regular basis, and it makes performing for no one a bit more fun 🥰

I’m finally getting tired, I feel like I’ve been typing this for an hour. I probably have been. Ah geez now I gotta tag all these F/Os lmao. Thanks for letting me ramble.

#all my Pokémon romantic ships ahoy #ship: darkpoppunk #ship: it’s ya bois #ship: despite being french #ship: natural number one #ship: da boss’s favorite #ship: she’s electrifyin #ship: taking a gamble on you #ship: I got lost in your eyes #ship: time stops for you

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blithers · 4 years

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Dear Yuletide Writer

Hello! I love Yuletide (this is my tenth year participating, actually! my tinaversary!), and I’m so happy you’re writing for me. I’m active here on tumblr, somewhat active on twitter, and I’m blithers on AO3.

I have quite a few shippy thoughts here, but I am always thrilled to read gen fic focusing on the dynamics and interactions between characters, if that’s where you would like to take any of these character combinations or prompts!

Things I Like: Characters who yearn for something better. Intense romantic longing. Humor. Jokes. Flirting. Really blatant flirting. First times. Sex! Porn! Codependency, all the way to its unhealthy extremes. Sarcasm. Arguments as foreplay. Forced marriages. Pretending to be in a relationship. Bittersweet endings. Happy endings. Things that are left unsaid. Phone sex. Tropes. Soulmate AUs. Awkward make outs. Awkward sex. Cunnilingus. Sharing a bed/sleeping together without having sex. Truth or dare. Secret identities. Sex pollen. Desperation. Epistolary narratives. People who are extremely competent at their work. Found families. Road trips. Friends deciding to lose their virginity with each other.

Do Not Want (DNW): Major character death. Pregnancy or babies.

Requests for: The Agency - Y.S. Lee, Never Have I Ever, The Folk of the Air - Holly Black, and The Hating Game - Sally Thorne.

The Agency - Y.S. Lee James Easton, Mary Quinn

I adore this YA mystery series, and I’d love to get a closer look into the James/Mary relationship than what you get in the books. It’s such a shame we didn’t get to see any of their actual married life in the books, as I am so interested to find out what those adjustments are like for the two of them - I mean, they were both just panting to be married, I’m sure they’re all over each other like crazy, and I love the intimate discoveries you make when living with somebody for the first time. I would love to read about their wedding night (or the days immediately following their wedding) in particular - and if it makes any sort of difference, I sort of assume James is a virgin as well as Mary. Or, I always wished they wrote more to each other in the books - I adore the one letter that James did write begging Mary that the two of them should be friends/more-than-friends in the third book, and I would love to read more in the epistolary vein with the two of them corresponding and having a relationship/wooing each other via letters. Some other ideas: Casefic, different times they made out in the carriage, handcuffed or bound together while investigating a case together, any sort of trope-iness while in the midst of detective work would be amazing!

Never Have I Ever Devi Vishwakumar, Paxton Hall-Yoshida, Ben Gross

I love Mindy Kaling and her sense of humor, and I got such a kick out of this show this year! I love Devi in particular - her brashness, her confidence, her insecurities, and the entire world she inhabits. I’d love fic focusing on Devi with either Paxton or Ben: feel free to leave the other boy out and focus on the pairing of your choice, or to include all three of them, if you like. If you are interested in writing about all three, what about a fic where Devi decides that the way to solve her love triangle situation is obviously to have a threesome, of course (Never Have I Ever Had a Threesome!), with results that could range anywhere from comedic total failure, to it kind of working in some fashion and all three characters learning something about themselves, to it definitely working. Or if you’re interested in Devi’s relationship with either Ben or Paxton in particular, I’d love any sort of high school tropes you’d like to have fun with: road trip fic, playing spin the bottle or seven minutes in heaven, texts and chats and social media, or that heady, wonderful feeling you get when you’re kissing the boy you like. I really do like both Paxton and Ben on this show and enjoy both legs of this love triangle, so I’m excited to see where you take this.

The Folk of the Air - Holly Black Jude Duarte, Cardan Greenbriar

There’s such an intensity to their relationship - on Jude’s side, and especially on Cardan’s side - I would love to read so much more about these two. I’d absolutely love to read more about their wedding night in particular: they got married, they are husband and wife now, and it happens so suddenly. It seems like they’d have so much to talk about, and a lot of heady feelings about belonging to another person that might bubble up in intense, possessive, strange sorts of ways - and that Cardan in particular must have been extremely pleased and triumphant that Jude accepted his proposal. Or I’d love to read more about them making out/sleeping together while still hating each other (late first book/earlier second book-era), and it just keeps happening and they’re each other’s greatest allies but they also still don’t trust each other yet. Or what if they come to an arrangement where they decide that Jude will start sleeping in Cardan’s room to protect him from random assassination and seduction attempts in the middle of the night, post-Nicasia’s failed crossbow attempt? Or, I’d love to read more of Cardan corresponding with Jude while she’s in exile (and her actually receiving any letters he writes) - both of them working through their feelings and situation via letters and having what I can only assume is the equivalent of a horribly torrid already-married affair with words and lots of complicated emotions.

The Hating Game - Sally Thorne Joshua Templeman, Lucy Hutton

One of my favs - I just love this book. I love the weird, specific ways that Josh and Lucy seem to be made for each other, their argumentative/flirty relationship, and the depth behind the ways that both of them act. I’d particularly love a canon-divergent AU exploring their relationship early on: for example, what if they’d moved in together at some point prior to the events of the book, for whatever reason, and they ended up in an oh-my-god-they-were-roommates type of situation? Or what about that time Lucy jokingly/weirdly offered to be Josh’s slave for a day - what if Josh had actually taken Lucy up on that? Or what if the games Lucy and Josh play had turned sexual early on in their relationship, before real feelings they were actually ready to admit got involved - the dares, the power games, the HR-rules-breaking at work - what would that look like? I’d also love to read a story set post-canon that touches on them continuing their games after getting together: role playing, pretending to be strangers at a bar, or some sort of situation where they’re still trying to pull one over on the other person even after they’re together and happy.

#yuletide 2020 #yuletide #never have i ever #the hating game #the folk of the air #the agency

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dreamsafterhours · 4 years

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college boyfriend!markhyuk au series: II (mark’s pathway)

a universe in which roommates!markhyuk meet each other's s/o in class

markhyuk are roommates, my/n and dy/n are roommates, mark and dy/n take classes together and so do donghyuk and my/n — how will their fates intertwine?

genre: fluff, some angst pairing: platonic!donghyuk+my/n, surprise visit from mark format: dotpoint AU universe: non idol, college best friend warning: a lil swearing (best get used to it)

masterlist

or click here to continue your friendship with eng lit!mark!

I ⇤ | II | ⇥ III

II: relationship consolidation.. it’s platonic i swear

the fellowship continues (donghyuk + my/n)

hello again

are we ready

ever-ready i’m going whether u r or not lol idc you’re COMING

aight so ;;, donghyuk,

this boi,,

to meet someone new who he sees as almost a personal challenge,, to befriend and get to That Point™ in the friendship where you can talk about anything and everything without judging each other

he doesn’t have many friends that he can do that with tbh,, , he does have a lot of friends and people he knows and has conversed with but not a lot of friends he can crack jokes with and know they don’t take it personally

lots of dark humour and sometimes suggestive ones and political jokes and all that shit ,, intellectual puns and suicidal jokes,,, the lot

the basics for gen z humour right

he just wants someone to talk to and explore different concepts and abstract meanings and philosophical questions and get new perspectives on things he’d never thought about before

but also be able to say “ah fuck me upside down” without it actually affecting the relationship bc you’re just that close

sometimes it’s hard to have that relationship with the predominantly straight boys he surrounds himself with a lot of the time

and he’s always wondered what it’d be like to have a female friend like that and unfortunately he hasn’t befriended anyone and gotten to that point yet that he can ask genuine questions for the female point of view on certain topics

so meeting you,, and finding out you’re going for the same faculty after your undergrad course ,,,. then you being genuinely comfortable with him and his jokes and openly willing to accept his humour

he’s like /exclamation point appears above his head/

will this be The One™

so he lowkey ,, unintentionally,, in the process of getting to know you

develops a smol crush on you

it’s unintentional but he can’t help the fact that he falls in love really quickly but is also capable of getting over people fairly quickly if they don’t reciprocate his feelings and seems to be okay with that

but who can blame him for liking you??

you’re really damn cute

and genuinely good company

when he hinted that you could get married and have children in the future,,

his thought process was that ahaha i’m kidding.. unless?

so yes he was flirting but like ,, experimental flirting

and over the next couple of weeks he continues flirting with you

random lines like

“hey you look familiar, have i taken a class with you before?” he literally said this on the second day of classes with you

you honestly thought he was being genuine and actually didn’t remember you so you were like wait what ??? you literally walked me to my next class yesterday../? how? do you forget that??

and then he pulls a

“really? i swear we had chemistry” hand stroking his invisible beard

and then laughing at your reaction when you deadpan

“it was biology, donghyuk”

and sometimes u keep having that thought that u had in the middle of ur first lecture together, how he’s probably like this with everyone and he can easily befriend anyone else he’s probably gonna end up being those people that you know vaguely

but then you realise he’s been waiting in the same spot outside the lecture theatre every morning and afternoon, leaning on the wall, and looking up occasionally

smiling when he finds you in the crowd, picking up his bag from the floor and making his way over to you to walk into the lecture together

and you decide hm? he sticks around, i’ll stick around

on a separate occasion in some study session he’s like

“are you my appendix because i have no idea how you work, but the feeling in my stomach makes me want to take you out”

and you’re like “wow looks like you went ahead in the course donghyuk we don’t have human anatomy until next year. but how’s tmr at 7”

“perfect i’ll pick you up wear something nice”

hold

and then he bURSTS OUT LAUGHING and HOLLERING and yelling about how that was a good one tho right

you’re both in this sort of grey area where neither of you know where this is going

the reason he’s been saying all these things is to see what you were comfortable with in conversation and trying to analyse from your reaction whether or not you were actually flirting back or not

he’s ranted to mark in his dorms about it a couple times ,,

and so have you with your roommate

you return to your dorm after a day of doing a lot of back and forth semi flirting with donghyuk and you collapse onto your bed

your roommate looks over from her desk like “u good bro”

"i’m confused”

“fair enough”

“seriously idk if this kid is actually flirting with me or whether he’s practising on me or what”

“is this the donghek boi”

“yeah donghyuk” aka your future s/o yEET

you sit up and look at her

“uk what he said to me today”

she turns in her chair to face you fully,, ready for the tea

so you tell her the pickup line he came up with that day & your response to it and then his reaction to that bc he always seems to go for it but then tap out afterwards when you actually respond

and now you’re thinking,, do you really like him as more than a friend ??

and its???

so ?confusing to you

if you can’t tell if you like him for sure then you probably don’t, romantically

but then what effect are your responses having on him

what he actually does like you and all those flirty comments are genuine??? and you’re /internal gASP moment/

what if you’re leading him on?? what if it’s always gonna be him initiating the flirting but you’re accepting it with insincerity?

you decide this goes entirely against your morals

and you tell this to your roommate and she goes hmm,,

if you don’t feel committed to the idea of that,, then you don’t have to feel obligated to keep it going,, be honest with him ,, draw lines if you have to .. yes leading people on is a bad thing and it’s gonna affect the friendship

but also maybe it really is just part of the humour and that’s the friendship dynamic he wants to build with you?

so you decide to sleep on it bc it’s 1am and significant choices should not be made when drowsy and you’ve lost a lot of sleep these past couple days anyway

not that you get good sleep that night anyways

meanwhile donghyuk is shrugging @ mark like

“idk bro do i like her?? or do i like the idea of having someone to say that to”

“and yes she returns the gestures but then also i don’t think she means it? do we just keep it at that and keep being friends like WHAT IF I CATCH FEELINGS”

and mark is just staring at him like dude idk don’t ask me

“you’re so bad at giving advice mark”

but you wake up the next morning and decide to have a serious conversation with him after class bc that day you have a free hour after your lecture

it’s all you can think about during the class so you’re kinda distracted plus the partial sleep deprivation is getting to you

and he notices so he’s like

“bro u alright?”

so you just think fuck it and go

“hey real talk tho”

“ya”

“maybe i’ve been overanalysing this so,, tell me if i am but”

“sure”

“do you ,,, actually mean all those pickup lines ,, like are they based off, , real feelings or is this just part of the friendship dynamic”

and you’re almost surprised when he gets serious with you

he’s always been so lighthearted and sarcastic about things

but when he listens to your side of things and how you’re worried about whether or not you’ve been leading him on or something

he lets you finish and just tells you his feelings as well

“i’ve always wondered what it’d be like to have that dynamic and i guess i tried it on you without being honest ,, half to see if you would flirt back and half to just joke around ,;; i’m sorry that you got confused but i guess this means you don’t have? romantic feelings?”

so you have to reply honestly

“not necessarily ,, it’s been fun to have these conversations and laugh at pickup lines but”

“nothing behind it right��

“..yeah”

and instead of putting a damper on the atmosphere

it’s actually

refreshing

it clears the air in a way you didn’t expect

“right? nah it’s fun what we have going”

and you agree

aside from the confusion behind the flirting it’s been really fun talking to him and getting to know him

half of him was a lil disappointed that it didn’t go the romantic path but then again he wasn’t sure he had romantic feelings anyway

so he settles for

The Best Friend™

and so the friendship turns into sibling-like teasing and petty arguing from that day onwards

legit you’ll catch him staring

“what” “wHat” “what u lookin at” “whAt U loOkIn At” “stop copying me” “sToP CoPYinG mE” /you slap his arm/ “oW”

whimpers a lil clutching his arm uwu babie

“you hit harder than the bass drop”

sending each other bio memes and yelling at each other to go commit lysis

“lysosomes can take you out because you’re TRASH”

“i would send a macrophage after you you PATHOGEN”

calling him a parasite when he asks u for notes that he missed in class but it happens vice versa anyways lmfao

then one morning lab class he forgets his pencil case in his dorm like he forgot his laptop on the first day

except this time you call him a forgetful dumbass

all while offering a pencil from your own pencil case

which he takes

so he calls his roommate who “has a noon class and is probs still sleeping lol” to ask him if he can bring it down for him bc he’s got more lab classes that day

so after the class you wait outside the building for his roommate to arrive

and when he does he gives you a rlly nice smile and says “ʰᶦ”

“oh hello”

“yes this is my adoptive younger sister and my/n this is my roommate the Elder”

“ah you’re overreacting” the roommate turns to you and u ,, gotta admit ,

he’s really cute ,,, “don’t listen to anything donghyuk says, all he does is lie”

“hEY i am a SINCERE MEMBER OF CIVILISATION”

the roommate points to donghyuk again and goes “see he’s even lying about being civil”

so you laugh and gang up on donghyuk like “oh i saw through him a long time ago”

“wow he even lied about how” /puts up air quotes/ “ugly you AREN’T”

“wHAT”

“HE SAID IT NOT ME”

donghyuk is flabbergasted at this point

“wHEN DID I SAY THAT MY/N WAS UGLY”

“WANNA TELL ME THAT YOURSELF MR LEE DONGHYUK HUH”

which results in a sulky hyuk and you two laughing at his reaction of being Wronged™

he regrets letting u two meet in that moment

oh but we don’t

“ok u did ur mission. u can go now”

“so mean :((”

but donghyuk’s roomie waves at you while turning to leave and you wave back ,,

trying to calm yourself bc you’re highkey feeling kinda hot ur cheeks r burning up

he said ?? donghyuk was lying when he said u were ugly?

damn

donghyuk’s pickup lines had never been direct compliments about you

but this one from his roommate wasn’t a pickup line it was just

a statement

and it made u feel a typa way

dw baby it’s gonna be a happy ending uwu

and u tell ur roomie that night abt it too

“bRO his rOOMMATE”

“what’s his NAME i gotta FANGIRL WITH YOU”

“.. idk”

“.. oh”

/short pause, lip smack/

“.. lib tomorrow?”

“.. ya sure”

the next day after classes you check your phone and see that she’s texted you asking if her friend and his friend from eng lit can come and join you guys in the lib

and, naturally, u don’t see why not

so u reply

“the more the merrier”

the more the merrier for us too sweetie hmm hmm

eeeeeeéeeeeeèeeeeee

mhm mhm mhm it’s finally getting somewhere

click here to continue your friendship with eng lit!mark!

I ⇤ | II | ⇥ III

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hyba · 5 years

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ANALYSIS: Gender Gaps in Reading Fantasy?

I’m writing a book about fantasy books in general (one of the few non-fiction books in the works for me) and through my research I noticed something that I’m hoping some of you might help me gain insight into. I tend to look at things from a certain perspective, so it always helps to get second opinions! Hopefully you’ll let me pick your brains a bit ^^ (Sources referred to found at the very end, though I’ll admit some of this is just based on observations I’ve made.)

I’m noticing certain gender-related trends. In general, I understand from stats that I’ve found online that men read less than women, especially when it comes to fiction. I want to say that younger generations of men are probably reading more fiction than their older counterparts, but it also seems that people in general are reading less than they used to - at least by American standards. In my country, I’ve always been struck by how few people actually read for fun - and read fiction in particular.

I was also analyzing the YA fantasy genre and found that most of the authors there are women, and a great chunk of their audience is female as well (I believe this is also somewhat true of the urban fantasy genre based on my research, though there seem to be more male authors writing in that sub-genre than in YA fantasy). In fact, it seems that YA fiction in general follows the same trend. I’m wondering if this actually does have something to do with the idea that readers do prefer authors of the same sex (I personally discount sex / gender altogether when it comes to picking authors) or if something else is responsible for that demographic disparity. Originally, I actually thought that perhaps it has a connection with how cultural gender roles seem to favour reading for girls as a nice, quiet activity v.s. more active, athletic activities for boys. I can’t quite seem to find any studies that support this, however, so this may not be the case at all.

It could also have something to do with the fact that women authors simply understand young female teens’ struggles better than male authors do, and tend to create characters and situations that their readers can relate to in a way that young male readers don’t.

Still, there’s something that troubles me. YA fiction is dominated by female authors, but it’s also viewed as probably the least serious and legitimate literary genre out there. Is it perhaps because it’s a newer genre that caters to younger audiences - audiences which are often viewed by others as being frivolous, childish, and not very serious (here I’m talking about millenials, which are constantly taking hits in the media about their ‘strange trends’, and gen-z who also will probably deal with similar issues)? People around the world scoffed at readers who enjoyed the Twilight series or The Mortal Instruments. To be clear, these books do have several faults, but I would argue that books from all genres have their fair share of faults as well. These kinds of books are often seen as childish, trashy, and a waste of time by a lot of people who don’t read YA or view it as a less serious field.

The fact that there are more female authors in the YA fiction genre, therefore, may very well be a reflection of the aforementioned issues - in which case, women writers are relegated to and boxed into YA fiction because of their gender, and as most of us readers can attest, YA fiction is extremely varied, which means that basically anything written by anyone can fit under the YA genre. By extension, almost anything written by women can fit under YA fiction, and this makes it easier to box women into this genre, which it often is.

I also find this interesting because when looking for high fantasy and epic fantasy books, most of the popular authors that pop up are male. Does this by any chance have something to do with the conception that people tend to have that high / epic fantasy are the “more serious, in-depth” types of fantasy? Is it simply that this traditional sub-genre of fantasy has been historically dominated by men writing in a society that was more favourable to them than women writers? In general, I do understand that there has been a noticeable ‘glass ceiling’ in the publishing world for women as well, and it’s something that persists even today, though we’re definitely seeing more change in that area. Are most of the readers of the high/epic fantasy genre male as well (I’m guessing not) - and what does that say about all of this?

If it is indeed true that most readers of fiction and fantasy tend to be female, how would we go about trying to engage more male readers? How would female YA authors attract more male readers to their books? As a female writer, I want to make sure that my audience includes both men and women. I’ve thought of perhaps writing more YA fantasy books with male protagonists, especially since it seems that Harry Potter was particularly popular among male readers in comparison to other YA fantasy novels and series.

As you can see, my thoughts are all over the place, and this isn’t even half of what I’ve had rushing through my mind. It’s a really big analysis to tackle, and I’d love it if some people can bounce some ideas off of this and discuss the matter with me!

SOURCES:

Here are my sources that I’ve checked out so far about this topic, in case you’d like to know where my information is coming from:

Why Women Read More Than Men from NPR

Women report reading more books than men do from YouGov

Readers prefer authors of their own sex, survey finds from The Guardian (based on a GoodReads survey)

A Literary Glass Ceiling? from TNR

I’ve gone back and forth writing this post, so it’s been in my drafts for a while. Hopefully all the sources I checked out are listed above, but if I find that I’ve left one or more out, I’ll edit those in ^^

Tag list: @kaatiba @theforgottencoolkid

Let me know your thoughts! I’d love to hear more perspectives ^^

#writeblr #writing #amwriting #writers #ya fiction #ya fantasy #ya #readers #reading #research #analysis #gender

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silvensei · 4 years

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In This Mad Machinery

A human and an android swap bodies, resulting in identity crises, existentialism, philosophy with the boys, and fun!

Detroit: Become Human | gen | 20k | rated T | introspective comedy/sci-fi

Chapter 4 (2k words) | [AO3 link] | [first] | < prev | next >

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“And you’re sure Markus will be okay with…y’know, all this? Like it won’t freak him out if I just walk up to him as not you?”

“He is a leader for a reason: he’s reasonable.”

“Mm. Good reason.”

“Just explain it to him from the beginning. Offer to share the day’s memories if that’ll be easier—oh!” Connor shifted in the driver’s seat to fully face his partner and held up a hand. “Not a memory transfer! That’s a different process altogether. That’s what we did to switch. Markus technically is part of the same prototype series as me, so it might prompt for a complete memory transfer—don’t do that one!”

“I got it, Mom: Don’t accidentally kill myself.” Hank shut the door, leaning his forearms on the open window. “As for you, just lay low. You can tell Jeffrey that you’re you if you want, he’s probably heard worse from me before, but maybe don’t let it get out into the whole precinct. Not only would CyberLife get snippy about their secret plans leaking too much, but can you imagine the hell Gavin would raise? Christ.”

Connor paused. “I’m not sure if I can, but I’m sure he would be troublesome.”

Hank laughed. He had heard Connor laugh before, on very rare occasions, but he didn’t think it ever sounded this relaxed and easy. It really gave his rough voice an amicable quality. “Swing back here when you’re done? Or call if it’s more than an hour?”

“Can do, Lieutenant.”

He stepped away from the car as Connor shifted out of park. “Careful with the wheels,” he called before starting down the driveway toward the Manfred house.

In the corner of his vision, the external temperature reading increased to 67.7°F (19.8°C). Focusing on the readout expanded the widget: RH 58.1%, Precip. 12%, Wind 3 mph NW, Sunset 8:52 PM, Moon Phase—

He looked away. It was still there—being a heads-up display and all—but the gesture dismissed the weather. Who could possibly need that much information. No one. It’s been bombarding him from all sides with random facts and figures and updates ever since he woke up like this a couple hours ago (2 hr 32 m 57 s). No wonder Connor was such a know-it-all: his programming forced him to be. Hank slowed his stroll. What was Connor going through right now, free of his encyclopedia of trivia for the first time in his life? Hopefully not lost and unsure and uninformed. God, he hoped not.

He shook his head, quite literally to get his damn android brain to stop calculating the chances that his best friend was having an identity crisis or existential crisis or any number of other crises. Instead he thought about how his shoulders didn’t ache when he did that. His knees didn’t have that familiar creaking he’d grown so accustomed to, either. In fact, besides the pressure on the soles of his feet to keep him grounded and the near-imperceptible brush of fabric and sunlight against his skin, he didn’t feel much of anything. Thinking about his current body only brought up biocomponent specs and functionality reports (100% - Fully functional).

“Fucking-A…,” Hank muttered, noting once again he didn’t sound like himself. Being stuck in an android could be likened to sensory deprivation and informational oversaturation at the same time. If he dwelled on it too long, it’d drive him insane.

Something pinged him as he approached the door, and the door clicked open. “Welcome, RK800.”

Hank stepped into the foyer, marveling at its grandeur. It was a veritable mansion when compared with his single-story shack. It probably was a mansion. He wondered if Sumo would like living here, with the marble and the high ceilings. Maybe in the summer. The stone would keep him nice and cool. Air probably circulated well in here, too. Although the zebra rug didn’t look terribly comfortable

The double doors across from him slid open. Strolling in in an asymmetrical tee and jeans, Markus slipped a paint brush into the pocket of the smock tied at his waist. “Connor!” he called with a grin, wiping off some paint from his hands. “I thought you’d never take up my offer to stop on by!”

Hank returned the grin. He’d have to pass that comment on to Connor. “Hey, Markus.”

The android caught him in a brief hug before stepping back. “So what’s up? Care for a painting lesson?”

“Thanks, but not right now. Just have some…neat info we thought you would enjoy.”

“Oh, really?” He crossed his arms. “‘We’ as in you and the lieutenant? Isn’t sharing DPD intel kind of illegal?”

“Not exactly. I mean, yeah, but it’s not DPD.” Hank took a breath (UNNECESSARY; temperature nominal) and rocked on his feet. “We got an email from CyberLife this morning about some quack idea to define sentience. They wanted to see what would happen if they threw souls around, human and android alike.”

Markus scoffed. “Sounds a bit pompous. What makes them think they can even do that?”

Hank cocked his head and held open his arms. “They already have.”

Markus raised an eyebrow. He shifted his weight, looking the other over. “Connor…?” he asked slowly.

“Not at the moment. Hank Anderson.”

A half smile completed the look of surprise. “A human in an android body? And Connor is…?”

“Heading to the precinct. They called me in for something and he’s, well, me for the day.”

“Huh. You’re right, this is interesting. Temporary?”

“Yeah—here, Connor suggested I just…show you his memory—our memory—of today.”

“Sure, yeah.” Markus held out his hand. At Hank’s hesitation, he finally let out the chuckle he was holding back. “If you can figure out how to do it, that is?”

“Great, another snarky robot on my hands,” Hank grumbled, grabbing his hand. Markus caught another laugh and shifted his grip to his forearm instead. Their skin shied away from their touch, and the connection pinged his system. [RK200 #684 842 971] connected.

File copy requested: [Visuals; Audio] {-04:00:00.0}:{00:00.0}

Accept Deny

The notification took up his vision in an instant. It didn’t say anything about a memory transfer like Connor warned, so he figured it would do. Just thinking about accepting the prompt completed the request, and the past four hours from his chassis’ perspective played back at breakneck speed. From Connor petting Sumo and reading a book exactly four hours ago to Hank’s latest quip, it all sped by, too fast to comprehend and yet with every detail intact and evident. He reeled, flinging his arm back.

He blinked rapidly. The only sign of the event was the text (Copy complete) fading from his vision. Markus, on the other hand, dropped his hand to his hip, unfazed. “Mimicking a nexus connection by adjusting and enhancing the brain’s natural electric field to induce a complete data transfer,” he mused. “That is genius! It doesn’t prove anything spiritual, that’ll require much more philosophical debate into the depth and scope of AI, but it certainly doesn’t disprove anything either.”

“How can you understand all that so fast?” Hank asked candidly.

Markus smiled. “Years of practice.” He untied his smock and beckoned him towards the door. “Why don’t we continue this in the den?”

The doors slid open into an absolutely spacious sitting room. As if the zebra pelt on the foyer floor wasn’t excessively extravagant enough, the first thing Hank saw was a giraffe in the corner, probably real, definitely stuffed. (Analysis: TAXIDERMY, est 16yr) He had to stop from rolling his eyes at its ostentatiousness. “Ritzy place ya got here,” he commented, hoping Connor’s voice defaulted to conversationally neutral.

“Yes. Carl doesn’t particularly like it either.” Damn. “However, the media seems to dote on and worry about an elderly millionaire more when they live a modest, humble life than when they look the part.” He gestured to one of the couches in the center of the room. “Please.”

“Y’know, based on news reports and the whole ‘led a revolution’ thing, you’re not exactly what I expected.” The couches were bright cherry red, fitting the theme of the room. He sank into the one closer to the door.

Markus sat across from him, crossing his legs. “Even celebrities need days off,” he pointed out. “I used to be a caretaker. That doesn’t define me anymore, and Carl has a new full-time caretaker anyway, but I still like to come check on him when I can. Get free painting tips while I’m here. But enough about me.” He folded his hands in his lap. “I’m dying to know what your day’s been like.”

“Playing shrink now? What about, just…general exposition?”

“Anything! This is unprecedented!” His eyes shone. Connor was 100% correct that Markus would be ecstatic. “All of our efforts these past months have been towards helping mankind understand androids as people, and now here you are, literally seeing things from our point of view! Walk a mile in the other’s shoes, as the proverb goes.”

“Okay….” Hank drummed his hands on his legs. His first instinct was to think back through the day, but the thought triggered another rapid memory replay. He stopped it and groaned. “It’s fuckin’ fast,” he said. “There’s a shit ton of information even without the router in my head. With it, it’s like I’m every computer at once.”

“That’s an interesting interpretation of it. Maybe a bit of an overstatement.”

He scoffed. “This android brain has involuntarily subjected me to more math in the last three hours than I have had to do in the last thirty years. Like, I don’t need a speedometer at all times, or news updates from Ghana, or access to all the fuckin’ bad memes of my youth. It’s excessive! Maybe not to you,” he added, holding out a hand, “but you’ve grown up with it…figuratively speaking.”

“That’s true.” Markus propped his chin in his palm. “I guess I’d be able to relate more to Connor’s side. I wonder how he likes being disconnected from the network.”

“Yeah, I wonder, too….” Hank pursed his lips. “The kid seemed really shaken up as soon as the whole ‘identity’ question came into play. Seemed like he’s been thinking about it for a while, so I figured…a break from the norm might do him some good. Hell, if I’m getting so overwhelmed by android stuff, maybe he’s finally got some underwhelming peace and quiet.”

“Perhaps. I can ask him later, though; you’re here right now. How about…colors? Does the world look any different? Any sharper, mayhap?”

“Bud, this place would look like a Crayola box to anyone.” Hank took a moment to look around, ignoring the scrolling list of crayon names in his periphery. Sure, it was bright and sharp, but he was fifty-three. If he stole literally anyone’s glasses, it’d improve his vision. “Yeah, I guess it’s all in shiny 4K. Look, Markus, I’m not really a conversationalist; words never were my strong point, so I’m not sure how well I can convey this, ah…ongoing out-of-body experience.”

Markus held up his hands in surrender. “Perfectly alright, Lieutenant. With only a few hours of android life, there’s no sense sitting around talking for all of it. Why not look to some action instead?”

“Action? What’s that mean?”

He stood up with a smile. “Have you ever seen The Matrix, Mr. Anderson?”

“Snuck into a theater to see it opening week.” He pushed himself up in suit. His balance had to correct itself when he was on his feet earlier than expected, being lighter, stronger, and without a whisper of joint pain. “And yes, my friends called me that for months after. Why?”

“Well, we could always spar with some newfound kung fu, but painting has always been more my style.”

“What the fuck are you—” He stopped, remembering the scene he was referencing. His computer brain also conveniently played it back for him, too. Thanks, CyberLife. “I can just download painting? Like that?” He snapped.

“The technical skills, yes; the creativity and style, though, you’d still have to practice yourself.” He picked up his smock and held it out. “How about that lesson?”

Hank raised an eyebrow. He had never pictured himself as a painter. Or an artist of any kind. Or an android. He shrugged. “Ah, what the hell. You’re on, Picasso.”

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#Detroit Become Human #DBH #Hank Anderson #Markus #DBH fanfiction #body swap #my writing #generic tags this time nothing really to add #time is bleeding together and losing meaning in this quarantime

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iampikachuhearmeroar · 5 years

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i finally watched the video of Greta Thunberg addressing the UN climate summit yesterday afternoon, and had some thoughts. here they are lmao:

Greta Thunberg’s speech is fucking incredible. Greta Thunberg is a force to be reckoned with, and i’m 1000% behind her. she’s fucking incredible. this speech is so impassioned and heart-wrenching that i damn near cried my eyes out. the anger towards climate denial and also its non-addressing is palpable across the world, especially notable in the climate strikes just last fucking week.

i can’t believe that Greta’s just 16 and talking to the fucking UN. 16 year old me was nowhere brave enough to even do half of her English speeches in high school, let alone address a bunch of fucking world leaders at the UN. nor was she smart enough on the topic of climate change. hell, im pretty sure she fucking ignored it completely bc she was all “i’ll never be political because politics is bullshit!!!! so i don’t believe anything!!” if anything, she would’ve probably also made some stupid joke about being incinerated by the sun in the future (#youareultraviolet) or some dumb shit and leave it at just that (like yes i’ll admit i did this about a month ago now, but sometimes it’s just nice to make a joke when you remember you’re gonna die soon. i mean it’s like lol). bc she refused to engage in anything. “denial of everything is fun, so bring on the arma-goddamn-motherfucking-geddon bc nothing is real!” is also some dumb edgy bs 16yo me would’ve said to deflect talking on climate change or anything really. but current me? no sir. we need to talk about this.

but also. not Greta. Greta’s got the facts and she’s got the fucking nerve to stare down leaders for change. I don’t have that, but I now know that the world is in fucking peril. just look at drought stricken rural Australia. just fucking watch David Attenborough’s "Our Planet" netflix doco series, and witness walruses throwing themselves off land cliffs to enter the water... then dying as they hit the water.... bc there is no longer enough ice for them to stay at water level...... and fucking tell me that there IS NOT a problem with the climate. like y’all i fucking CRIED (😭) each time i watched that sequence during the Our Planet ep, and the movie about the filming of the Our Planet.

fucking tell me that i’m a “snowflake” or a “drone” or an “over-dramatic puppet” and yeah sure. whatever. but call Greta Thunberg any of those things and I will throw fucking hands. she is fucking RIGHTFULLY anxious and LIVID that people the who are in charge of the world are deliberately ignoring strategies to address climate change/global warming; and are instead still worshipping coal as the only power source. that’s even got me fucking pissed.

or how about back here in australia, where we’ve got fucking *sneers and cringes simultaneously* scomo/scummo who deliberately and infamously fucking took a piece of coal to parliament (no one’s forgotten, scott morrison). a man who is a prime minister that acts like an ACTUAL TEENAGER refusing to listen to their parents (or in this case, their neighbours.... and oh please hold the fucking irony pearls here) at the climate conference between australia and the pacific islands/Fiji just LAST MONTH. a so-called leader who told fundamentally told the leaders of Fiji and other countries to basically “fuck off and die anyway bc we love coal and gas and killing the environment!!! how dare YOU take OUR money to fix YOUR countries and the climate???” those leaders then understandably broke down into tears.... all bc our prime minister essentially told them to walk on water or drown; by letting their homes sink into the sea for some sweet black rock from the ground. and this is obvs all while we somehow wouldn’t die in the future bc “coal and gas!!!” which are the reasons for climate change anyway. like hmm thanks for the backwards thinking old scotty boi. to put it in bogan terms: you need an uppercut to the head, aye, ya fucking dumb dog cunt. so many thanks for caring about the youth, scomo! (oh wait, you fucking don't).

ANYWAY. yeah. I’m tired. we are all tired. but not Greta. she’s going for the fucking jugular and i CANNOT praise her enough. also, I for one (and obvs for many younger millennials and gen z people), say that I would very much like to live past my early 30s, because that’s when the world’s gonna fuckin implode it in the predictions.

I want my nephew to have a life. I want all my friends with kids, kids to have a life where they’re not living with a non-stop impending fucking doom of mass extinction over their heads. hell, I kinda don’t want to be hearing that now! thanks! I’m 24 next month. and i'm still fucking kicking and young! and now you tell me that i’m just MEANT to DIE™️ (☠️😵) in 12 years time bc some shitty politicians can’t stop making sweet backroom love deals to oil and coal execs?!?!?! who are still denying that we're going to die soon if we do nothing??? (like 12 years ain't really that long, yall). OH HOW FUCKING LOVELY!!!! like totally #dontwantobeanaussieidiotamiright???? bc that’s all the youths are good at apparently? creating and using hashtags???? and being good little baa baa black sheep??? no. not anymore. they’re out for your blood. and by fucking anything, we fucking deserve it.

go fucking get them Greta! you truly are a leader and a more of an adult than most world leaders are right now.

#life #about me #shut up ilona #ilona tries to be funny and relatable #ilona tries to be political for once #i actually wrote a far better piece #but fucking fb deleted it when i accidentally swiped down on the video that i shared

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inikavulpixelreviews · 6 years

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Let’s Talk About Pokemon - Halloween Special

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Boys and girls of every age Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween! Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene! Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright

It's our town, everybody scream! In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under your stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween!

Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town, don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

'Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll

Scream!

This is Halloween Red 'n' black, and slimy green

Aren't you scared?

Well, that's just fine Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream, everybody scream!

In our town of Halloween!

I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the "who" in the call, "Who's there?" I am the wind blowing in your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumplings everywhere Life's no fun without a good scare

That's our job, but we're not mean In our town of Halloween

In this town Don't we love it now?

Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin

This is Halloween, everybody scream Won't ya please make way for a very special guy

Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King, now!

This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La la la la la la la la la la (Halloween! Halloween!) La la la la la la la la la la (Halloween! Halloween!)

Ohhhh yes, today is a special day indeed! We're about to dive into not only what I'd call the four most definitively “Halloween” Pokemon in the entire series, but a group of some of my top faves in the entire franchise's history. I've never stopped appreciating Halloween, even long past growing too old to be trick-or-treating. I'm already big into Autumn as my favorite season but Halloween only escalates that aesthetic appeal.

Nothing gets me quite like that child-like spooky look. The Jack-o-lanterns, black cats, ghosts, gargoyles, and slimy critters. (And the PUMPKIN REESE'S CUPS) Obviously I'm quite into more adult-oriented horror like Silent Hill, Creepypastas, and DOOM. But nothing beats some wholesome all-ages Halloween creepy monster creation for me. And Pokemon's of course had no shortage of that. Especially in these later Generations.

In fact, between these four I'm about to cover, Klefki, Sliggoo, Malamar, Spritzee, Honedge, Espurr, and Braixen/Delphox, Gen 6 feels like arguably the most Halloweeny Generation out there so far. Probably part-way why I'd call this my third closest to favorite Generation.

But in any case, let's get to covering these four. Yes, just as a little Halloween treat for y'all I'll cover two lines today!

708: Phantump

And right off the haunted mansion gates, we're getting treated to some James Turnery goodness! I've not brought him up in a while so I don't sound like a broken record, but for whatever it's worth, he's the designer that's made gold like Golurk and Mandibuzz as well. Sadly this and Trevenant are his only additions this time around, but I'll definitely not complain!

Phantump is just an absolutely precious little ghost kid! And that's not even an exaggeration, this thing is literally the ghost of children that got lost and died in the woods. Which of course is arguably one of the most dire-sounding Pokedex entry tidbits ever. Just something to keep in mind when you go around catching these or beating them up for experience.

Phantump is simply too cute for words though. It's trying to spook you but in a way only a child would know how, going up to you and making a little stereotypical “oooooooo!!!” ghost face and scream. It's the perfect blend of spooky and ADORABLE. I even like how the bark marks on the side of its eyes look like sleep-deprived/stressed out little eye bags. Such a tiny detail as an itty bitty little line just adds so much more personality to this thing.

Another reason I'm so excited about these four. Like Bug/Water, Grass/Ghost up until now has been something I was yearning for hardcore since like, Gen 3. There's so much potential in the type between haunted trees, jack-o-lanterns, and just generally spooky-looking woodland monsters that it pained me to see both Gen 4 and 5 go by with nothing. Ohoho, but then I got to Route 16 in my first playthrough of X to lay eyes on a wild Phantump for the first time ever and to find it's A HAUNTED STUMP! FINALLY, MY PRAYERS ANSWERED!!

Personal Score: 10/10

This literally has eaten up one page on a word document so far and we're still only on the FIRST POKEMON HERE...

709: Trevenant

Things only get spookier as we move on down to Trevenant, and god yes. I've wanted a haunted tree Pokemon for so long. It's just such a staple to Halloween, and Ents are a high-fantasy monster that have been missing from Pokemon anyways. And I'm so glad they meshed the two ideas into one here. It's even better by not just being a bipedal tree so much as a literal tree that uprooted itself and uses its hunking roots as legs. Hell yes.

Trevenant in general is just one of the coolest spooky Pokemon in the whole series. And even one of the conceptually more frightening in the entire game as well. This child spirit has grown so angry to those that want to harm the forest, that this thing can root itself to bend a whole forest to its will, forcing anyone polluting or chopping down trees in its forest to get lost and never be able to leave. But to other wild Pokemon and those that respect the forests, it is kind to.

In fact, this Pokemon has one of the spookier moves in the whole game. Its signature move, Forest’s Curse, changes the opponent’s type to Grass. Seems simple and innocent enough on the surface. But there’s a ridiculous amount of implications with this move. Forest’s Curse. Ever so somewhat implying that Trevenant may turn its human victims into trees themselves, permanent fixtures in Trevenant’s forest. That and there’s a ridiculous amount of existential dread in the thought of being polymorphed into an inanimate object. Becoming just another tree in the forst, which no other person would be able to distinguish you from any other tree.

Trevenant is just a nearly-perfect tree ghost. The decrepit barely-alive tree look, the cool, somewhat pale color scheme. The rad branch-antlers. The aforementioned root legs. The piercing red cycloptic eye. How the breaks in the bark for an unhinged-jaw kind of mouth look. This is a Pokemon clearly designed by Halloween lovers and for Halloween lovers.

Personal Score: 10/10

This Pokemon was MADE FOR ME.

710: Pumpkaboo

Oh, but the Halloween goodness doesn't stop there. Imagine my delight when I continued exploring around the routes I found Phantump on only to encounter THIS THING. THIS CUTIE. THIS BLACK-CAT-JACK-O-LANTERN MONSTER. I've wanted a pumpkin critter in Pokemon for about as long as I can remember. Ever since I’ve become so obsessed with Halloween. Things like Cacnea, Spiritomb, and maybe even Lampent/Chandelure have given us fairly close approximations but nothing to exactly hit the specifically, undoubtedly, undeniably Halloween mark that is a clear as horrid night Jack-o-lantern. And the wait has more than paid off.

The one sole flaw I can think of with Pumpkaboo is that it'll probably the peak of Halloween creatures we'll get in Pokemon PROBABLY for good. Like, I don't know if we'll ever get more Halloweeny than a thing that is half black cat, half bat (and pretty much half vampire), half pumpkin. It's impossible. You can't out-Halloween that in a single cohesive creature. You just merged three to four of Halloween's biggest icons into ONE creature so seamlessly. It even comes with a signature move Trick-or-Treat!! Which does what else but turn its opponents into fellow GHOST TYPES. GHHHH.

Pumpkaboo is just a brilliantly unexpected twist on the usual jack-o-lantern monster. There's a countless number of em that have the pumpkin as the head with the usual face carved out of the front. And as much as those never get old for me, Pumpkaboo is just such a fun and unique take on it! The pumpkin is more like a body; still with little eyespots carved into it, but the head is poofing out of the top of the pumpkin, looking like a merging between a black cat and a vampire bat. Like I've been saying, you've fused so much Halloween into one adorably poutty and yet clean and coherent critter than I can't handle it. I'm gonna be reduced to a dribbling MESS over here.

And as a fun bonus, it even comes in different sizes! And with slight stat changes to go with those sizes. You can use the smaller and less durable but faster tiny Pumpkaboos or the huge, bulky, but slow ones.

This is just ENTIRELY Halloween goodness. And I'm being spoiled by Gamefreak over here. Wanted a Grass/Ghost for years and years? Here, have TWO LINES OF TWO EACH. Jack-o-lantern a hard want on your Pokemon wishlist? Here's a little bcatkin to absolutely ERADICATE my expectations. This is so perfect for me I would almost half suspect Junichi Masuda himself to come to my doorstep and tell me to never ask them for anything ever again.

Personal Score: 10/10

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HAMBOLEEN!!!

HANDBAMBOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!

711: Gourgeist

We’re finally at our final addition on this spooky parade. Sadly Gourgeist doesn't make a bumbling buffoon out of me quite like Pumpkaboo does, but I still love the thing a lot. It's still a different and cool flavor of squash monster, just fairly different from Pumpkaboo's. It's a little LESS genius of a mish-mash too but oh well.

This like we're looking at something of a creature I liked to look at as more of a giant melty candlestick hanging out of a gourd. May or may not be the intention, but y'know.

Gourgeist is still a very lovable Halloween monster in its own merits! It's more or less got the same face, and I love me tiny little fangs. (Even if they only show with its mouth open) The hair-hands are also really neat, and generally are a monster feature that doesn't get used enough. And the fringe covering one eye too. It's like a Hot Topic brand of Halloween!

And it does get a much more traditional pumpkin carving face too. It's just different ENOUGH to not be a bit odd how Pumpkaboo looks one way with Gourgeist totally another. You could somewhat even see it as a face-marking adaptation, like how many moths adapt a pattern on their wings that look like a giant face to scare off predators. It would've been nice to see the cat-bat parts played up in a Pumpkaboo evolution, but Gourgeist has enough goodness going on its own where I'm not upset of course.

I just generally love its shape too. A real odd body shape between the arms being on its head and the pear-shaped silhouette to it. It's easily one of the Pokemon I have the most fun drawing when I find the mood to. It's just so. Drawable. And pretty. Oh hey, that's another thing! We don't have that many pretty-creeps in the Pokedex yet. So there's another niche Gourgeist can fill!

Personal Score: 10/10

Everyone! Everyone wins!

Oh and one more thing! I don't talk about shinies a lot in these reviews obviously but I wanna highlight these just because on top of being some of my top favorite Pokemon in the whole series, they even have some of my top favorite shinies in the whole series!! Phantump and Trevenant not only rock the absolutely beautiful white with red accents color scheme, but that's actually based on a real tree! White aspens are indeed white-bark trees that have leaves that grow red in the fall. So PRETTY.

And while Pumpkaboo and Gourgeist's aren't seemingly based on anything in particular other than some alternative jack-o-lantern decoration colors, you just can't go wrong with black, purple, and yellow. So good.

So that's only BONUS POINTS for some already glorious Pokemon.

Happy Halloween everybody! Stay spooky!

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courage-a-word-of-justice · 5 years

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Astra 4

How does anyone wash their hands with a spacesuit on?

Those exaggerated faces (reaction to candy plants) weren’t in the manga. Good thing too – they improve on the source.

Hey, man (Ulgar)! “Big girl” is offensive. (I’m probably saying that because I’m not too big myself.)

The *ding ding ding!* was pretty hilarious…LOL.

I remember this was pretty harsh to read for me the first time…because y’know what they say about representation mattering in feminist studies/articles? Yeah, that. (Exactly how I’m represented? That I’ll leave to your imagination…)

Aw, the Gruppie sounds adorable!

I think I’ve said this already, but Kanata uses the word “zetsubou” – despair, not necessarily “hopeless” – to say what he says.

Demon Slayer 17

I was a bit confused as to why Inosuke was majorly angry all the time, but then I realised that he’s not necessarily angry, per se - he is just majorly competitive.

*head on spider legs appears* ARGHHHHHHHHHHH! That reminds me of that head on spider legs from Toy Story…I seem to remember that freaked me out to some degree. I’m actually not afraid of spiders, but show me an image for “trypophobia” (fear of tiny holes) or stick me somewhere high up without secure footing…and I’m gone.

This episode is…great! I’m cursing as I watch, but it’s great! The CGI is adding to the creepiness! Also, I so didn’t expect Zenitsu to have black hair.

I agree with Zenitsu’s master, he is a moron…

…but truth be told, I think I see myself in him. That’s probably why I find him so annoying. Lately, I’ve found there are periods where I resent myself more than anyone else…and that’s the scariest part about living life. But I can’t complain, because I put my name down to help others in the same situation.

Z-Zenitsu! I-I’m sorry I ever doubted you! I’m so sorry…! I promise I’ll stop thinking you’re annoying, because you remind me of meeeeeeeeeee…! *sob, snivel, sob…*

Ukogiiiiiiiiii! Wahhhhhhhhh!

Hmm…you can smell rain. I’ve smelt it before. But thunderclouds…? Not so much.

Demon Slayer 18

“Rookie Mizunoto join the battle!” – The Smash Bros intro is a fun way to introduce people, no?

I thought Shinobu Kocho was Naruto running, but instead she has her jacket on her shoulders…so it only looks like Naruto running.

CG models are back to being awkward again…

“If you can’t slash something with one sword, you just gotta pound it with another sword!” – Basically, the philosophy of the entire shonen genre when dealing with swords.

“I’m gonna die.” – Well, there’s some words I thought I’d never hear from Inosuke…

Oh yeah…I forgot Inosuke’s never met Giyu.

Hmm…I’ve been suspecting Rui is the member of the 12 Kizuki as a demon with lower possibility of being so (but being raised by Ply’s hint during our collab and Tanjiro’s fight), but I’m more certain of the father being the 12 Kizuki based on what the series has shown us already. Hmm…so who is it???

*starts watching Taisho Secret* Wait, where did Giyu come from??? *watches again* Oh, he appears from above…! Interesting…

Hmm…I like salmon onigiri myself. I also like tuna…most flavours, really.

Cop Craft 4

The man (?) with the purplish hair who called Kei over is meant to be a gay stereotype or at least close to one. Aside from his (?) appearance, you can tell by him (?) nding his sentences with “wa”.

Marth’s post for ep. 4 said “And Suddenly, Vampires”, so…I’m thinking about how Cop Craft actually does the horror vibe really well as I watch.

Aw, these cliffhangers suck! I’m starting to thank myself that I ran behind on every show but Demon Slayer.

Cop Craft 5

O-Oh, the CG is getting worse…

Who was the 2nd person dead? The 1st was Chapman…

Astra 5

As I’m laughing at the reactions from the makeover (because I knew this was coming), I’m simultaneously wondering…holding those scissors in the way you’re doing is dangerous, Luca!!!

Oh great…midseason animation slump. This is only the 2nd show to suffer from that this season…and I’ve only caught up on 3 shows so far.

“Mine is bigger!” “No, mine is!” – Ah, anime boys and their ability to make things vaguely Freudian when out of context…*slight sweatdrop*

*slow pan, with a final shot on Aries’s boobs* - Oh, really…? *grumpy*

*…then proceeds to do boob shots of all the girls* Oh, really?!? You wanna go, show?! You were doing so well, up until this episode!!! I didn’t read past volume 2 of the manga, so this beach stuff is all new to me!!! Plus, it sucks because boob shots are everywhere!!!

“…approach him like that…”

People have been pointing this out, but McPa = Camp, Shummoor = Mushroom, Vilavurs = Survival…so Arispade = Paradise.

Ulgar really reminds me of Tooi, even though he came first…

Dr Stone 3

Taiju’s ugly tears make me go “d’aww” now that this scene is animated…it was nice in manga format, but even better when it was moving and with colour.

Now that I think about it, Tsukasa’s “benefit of the new world” talk reminds me of Death Note.

Senku trying to steal Kamakura Buddha bronze looks like Bart Simpson…

Boueibu should’ve taught you that Hakone is home to hot springs.

Dr Stone 4

You don’t fire a smoke signal…

Oh wow, Mecha Senku! Wouldya lookit that! *points at him* He answers questions in the manga, so I didn’t think he’d get adapted!

Are those…CGI trees? Oh great, why does all shonen these days need CGI trees???

Fighting over established interests means a Thucydides trap (a mini version of which seems to be playing out here with Tsukasa)…that’s basically the only thing I remember from my old politics classes.

I just noticed Yuzuriha refers to all the boys with –kun. She wants to stay friends with all of them…I guess even Tsukasa’s on that list, huh?

Hmm…Senku’s eyes are a reddish colour, but otherwise he’s normally representd with blue to Taiju’s red…

I just realised Senku has a red pen and a black pen in one of his breast pockets.

Aww…it’s nice to have rivals who aren’t 100% evil for once. Sure, pure evil rivals are easy to write but hard to justify. Good guys with one morally wrong aspect to them are harder to write, but easier to get behind. (Plus, at least they’re not Sasuke-style angsty.)

Dr Stone 5

So…I went searching…and I was wondering why I wanted to claim Tsukasa as husbando (but man, he’s a bit more stereotypical for a gal to fall in love with – all girls like bad guys, amirite???), but as it turns out, Senku and his buds from our era (Tsukasa included) are 18 and so are ripe for the husbando/waifu picking (not to mention they’re technically over 3700 years old, which more than makes them legal for things like drinking alcohol, as Senku himself pointed out a few eps back).

D’aww…this was in the manga, but now I find Tsukasa inserting himself into Senku’s flashback cute.

Notably, Gen Asagiri appears on the front of the book this student is asking the question from. Who’s Gen Asagiri, you ask, my dear anime-only random nonexistent entity I type these notes for? You’ll find out…soon.

Hmm…Yuzuriha is more observant than we give her credit for. Also, Senku pulled a Gen Asagiri right there…LOL.

LOL…those ‘shrooms seem massively symbolic. They were also in the manga, IIRC.

Why does Yuzuriha wear a neck scarf, anyway?

Hey, they even managed to get the game-like text box right! Awesome! (It reminds me of Little Alchemy, to be honest.)

“Himo” translates to rope…or a cord. Just FYI.

Astra 6

Eyyy…this show is calling me out.

Eyyyyy…Toi vibes from Ulgar!!!

Eyyyyy…wut? I can’t believe Anime Feminist was on the money here??? (Context: The reviewer for Astra said Luca was “one ambiguously-gendered character”.)

Hey…I once read a book with a 50% similarity to this plot. (There was a gay character – not intersex - and all the characters are adopted.)

I think Xenodude said this, but…in space, nobody can hear you scream.

I’m laughing so hard…why are Kanata’s abs the thing that hurt the most? (It’s because he’s got the harness in that region…forget I asked. It’s still funny though.)

“MILD THING” – Yep, Ulgar’s gonna be mild after what happened this episode…

Ohhhhh, I didn’t understand the “hairpiece” thing until it was revealed it was a toupee through context.

Ooh, 50% chance of lying here. Who to trust, who to trust? Charce or Aries? (I trust Aries, by the way.)

Dr Stone 6

The alien explanation etc. was in the manga, but…why do all the attackers look like Senku???

Senku does his best Thinker impression.

Eyyy! Fighter vs. fighter. I love this scene, even if only because Tsukasa (and his muscles) have the upper hand in both the visual angle and the power balance, although [BLEEP <- no spoilers!] has the surprise factor.

I remember learning once blonde hair is recessive…so does that mean most of the community is blonde? (I know the answer to that, but you, my non-existent anime-discussing entity, don’t.)

I’m tempted to hear Senku scream, “This. Is. SCIENCE!!!”

Fruits Basket 15

For some reason, videos run much faster on my phone than my laptop…

Hmm…this is the first time I’m properly listening to the 2nd ED…It’s kinda like how you’d expect an ED to be: quieter than an ED, but still serving up cuteness.

Fruits Basket 16

This episode’s visually very dark…

Middle School!Tohru reminds me of Hitori Bocchi.

Smol Uo looks like Kyo.

Fruits Basket 17

(nothing this time, sorry!)

Fruits Basket 18

Oh! I remember the matching scene in the manga (where Kisa bites Tohru for the first time).

I also remember the manga Hatsuharu is reading is called “Mogeta and the Ant” (Ari).

Now you see why Tohru is Kyoko’s daughter…

“…what her hair and eye colour were.”

Fruits Basket 19

The ep is called “I’m So Sorry!”…I think I know who’s going to star in this episode, alright…

For some reason, when I see Ritsu and Mitchan apologising to each other, I think of me and Astral…(LOL…?)

…Or maybe it reminds me of Zenitsu…?

Eyyyyyyyy, A-ya is A-ya…

This overly-apologetic character of Ritsu…this is why Martin was my favourite character back in the original Ro.Te.O days…*sighs while basking in nostalgia*

Demon Slayer 19

This episode’s been hyped since last week. Let’s get on with it!

Ooh, no pattern on this title card…

Wow (sarcastic), talk about infighting…but amazingly, I found Inosuke’s art shift to be funny for once in my life! (Amazing!...and yes, the exclamation of “Amazing!” is sincere)

Using terror is…well, Machiavellian. Hard power. You get my drift, right?

So basically, Rui breaks down the nuclear family for us.

Wait a flippin’ second…Hinokami (god of fire)? Charcoal selling? Water Breathing??? One of these is not like the others, for sure.

I get the feeling the father’s dance was recorded as video then converted to animation by ufotable staff…that’s what they did for YoI, no?

“The cold won’t bother you, either.” - Well, due to his fire theming, the cold never bothered Tanjiro anyway…*echoes of “Let It Go” suddenly play in the background*

Go for it, Nezuko! Be the Bakugo of the Demon Slayer world!

According to the credits, Tanjiro’s dad’s name is Tanjuro…that’s confusing, to say the least…

(Sorry Astral, the background noise while I was watching meant I did’t watch it with sound on…Also, is it wrong that I think the dad is hot??? Another thing: why do Tanjuro and Tanjiro have matching scars on their temples…?)

One of Tanjiro’s bros looks like Zenitsu??? Wuh???

Ooh, insert song “Kamado Tanjiro’s Song” by Go Shiina ft Nami Nakagawa. I’ll have to listen to it when I can. (Ever since SGRS, I’ve loved Go Shiina’s work…guess I didn’t expect it here, though.) Update: Misattributed the work. Go Shiina does videogame work, Sheens Ringo did SGRS stuf.

Given 3

I never knew that asking someone into a band was like asking someone out…(probably because I’ve never been in a band).

Given’s a frickin’ riot – that’s one reason I stuck with it.

I forgot Mafuyu was underage…!

Cop Craft 6

That car chase was basically Need for Speed…with worse graphics…

“Prayboy”…hmm…

I followed Kei’s advice to Google Jeffrey Dahmer…and I regret it.

The text says “Someone from the Semanian gang of thieves made contact.”

I didn’t make sense of “I hate being McCloud” until I rewound a bit and found that’s a disguise or alter ego of Tony’s.

“Shift the transmission into ‘Reverse’. The car will begin to roll backward sharply…” - The driving instructions are real, at least.

Given 4

Ehhhhh…still shots…

Kaji sure looks tough for a violinist…but a music major? Never thought he’d be one…(I saw some spoilers saying Kaji was a violinist before I watched the episode, hence my lack of surprise in that department.)

Not everyone’s in a band, y’know…

$120…? Nasty…

$70…

Ah, a layby? I don’t actually know what other countries call it, but where I am they’re called laybys, not layaways. (At the charity store I volunteer at, they call ‘em “holds”, though…which makes things even more confusing.)

Watching th first ep at the anime club made me realise that one had a piano version of Marutsuke, while this one is standard Marutsuke.

Given 5

Ooh, I see English-translated lyrics! Nice one, subbers! By the way, the title of the OP “Kizuato” sounds like it should translate to “Traces of Scars/Wounds” in English, but it’s in katakana, so I can’t confirm that…

It seems joining a band is a metaphor for love in this show…(see ep. 3 notes for more on that)

Holy moly! I’m still fairly new to BL/yaoi in general, so two-timing the boyfriend is not a trope ‘ve seen before, let alone dealt with in my head…

Ooh, more translated lyrics! That (ED singer) does sound like Mafuyu, come to think of it…

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eastofthemoon · 7 years

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Broken Wing- ROTG Fic

It’s been awhile, but I wrote a gen fic for @jackrabbitweek and today’s theme was Winged AU so I wrote this.

Title: Broken Wing

Rating: G

Series: Rise of the Guardians

Characters: Jack Frost and Bunnymund

Summary: Bunnymund would greatly like to have words with whatever great divine being that decided Jack Frost should be born with wings! The little twerp was annoying enough with his snowballs and unpredictable blizzards! Why did the kid have to have wings that could produce icy breezes when he flapped too?!

Some humans were born with wings, and some weren’t. Bunny had to admit when he crashed landed on this planet that was not the evolution he had expected humanity to take, but it did. Granted, despite some of the humans having issues about it, Bunny never minded it.

He seen a variety of alien species back in his day, and that wasn’t including the different kinds of spirits that existed on Earth currently. So, for the last few centuries, Bunny didn’t pay it much mind except he got to watch some winged ankle bitters fly around for fun and he felt some joy seeing such innocence.

However, he would greatly like to have words with whatever great divine being that decided Jack Frost should be born with wings! The little twerp was annoying enough with his snowballs and unpredictable blizzards! Why did the kid have to have wings that could produce icy breezes when he flapped too?!

Bunny had never been so tempted to bang his head against the wall the day the kid was chosen to be a Guardian.

But then, they had the battle with Pitch and Bunny found himself seeing another side of Jack he hadn’t before. The snow spirit was a natural prankster, but he truly did care about the children. He was worthy of being chosen as a guardian.

Did that stop Bunny being annoyed when Jack would, on purpose, choose to sit next to him at meetings just to ‘accidentally’ brush his cold wings at him? Not by a long shot!

And then there were the hug attacks! Jack would wrap his freezing feathers around Bunny claiming he was ‘warming him up’.

The others always seemed amused by it. Although, Tooth was enthusiast about Jack joining the moment it was announced. Apparently his snow white teeth and feathers were famous among her and her fairies.

Bunny, if asked, would reluctantly admit Jack’s white wings were a sight to behold. Instead of snow, they reminded Bunny of white eggs right before they were ready to hatched and unleashed new life upon the world.

So, the day he saw Jack sitting next to his pond with his wings covered in mud and one bent in a very unnatural way, Bunny felt as if he’d been suckered punched.

Jack didn’t seem to realize he was there as he was trying to use snow to wash off the mud, until he gazed up.

He blinked and tilted his head in confusion. “Bunny?” he asked as he rose and grunted as he leaned against his staff. “What are you doing here?”

Bunny cursed as he instantly raced over. “WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!” he asked stunned as he checked Jack over.

From what he could tell, nothing else seemed broken- Oh, wait. Jack was favoring his right leg? Did his leg get injured too?

Jack wiggled out of his grasp and nearly stumbled, but his grip on his staff kept his balanced. “WHOA! Calm down! I’m fine!” he exclaimed.

“You are clearly not fine,” Bunny hissed as he forced Jack to look at him. “What happened?”

Jack sighed and as he rubbed his eyes. “I got into a fight with a few summer spirits and I ended up having a very hard crash landing.”

Bunny frowned. “Didn’t the wind catch ya?”

From how Jack explained it before, the wind had always been right there to catch Jack and avoid such a thing.

“One of the spirits had a wind blocking amulet,” Jack said darkly. “Thought it be REAL funny to see me smash into the dirt.”

Bunny scowled, and made two mental notes

One, have a talk with North later. If there was something out there that could block Jack’s wind, that wasn’t good. Best to find ways to prevent that.

Two, hunt down said summer spirits to make it clear what happened when they messed with one of the Guardians because this was not funny.

“You don’t have to punch anyone, Bunny,” Jack commented as he narrowed his eyes. “Despite how I look, I did give them a good amount of bruises in return.” He gave a smirk. “Not to mention a good dose of frostbite they’ll be feeling for the next few months.”

Bunny didn’t feel as satisfied, but he take Jack’s word for it for now. Gingerly he poked at the bent wing.

“Can ya move it?” Bunny asked.

Jack grimaced. “A bit, so I don’t think it’s broken, but no way I can fly.”

Bunny nodded as he tried to wipe some of the dry mud off of Jack’s cheek. “Want me ta take ya ta North’s place?”

Jack cringed and shook his head. “Please, don’t. North means well, but he and Phil will fuss over me like crazy and I rather recover in some place..more quiet.”

Bunny gave an understanding nod. “How about my my Warren?” he offered. “Should be quiet enough for ya ta mend there.”

Jack’s eyes widened. “Really? You certain?” He lowered his gaze and the grip on his staff tightened. “I..didn’t think you want me there.”

Bunny choked, surprised by the assumption. “What? Why?”

Jack chewed his bottom lip and hide his face in his muddy, non-bent wing. “Because of what happened at Easter.”

Bunny flicked his ears at that. It suddenly dawned on him that he hadn’t invited Jack back to his Warren since last Easter. Bunny liked his privacy, but since then he had tried to make it known the other Guardians were welcome there anytime.

Guess I should have been more direct with Jack, he thought as he frowned. He sighed as he ran a hand over his ears.

“I don’t have a problem with ya in the Warren,” he told Jack.

Jack poked his head out. “Really?”

Bunny sighed. He really did kick himself for how he had reacted at that, especially after Jack told him of how Pitch had tricked him. “Look..I..was more harsh on ya than I should have been,” he said. “We shouldn’t have jumped ta conclusions, but I was too upset ta think straight and I took it out on ya.”

Jack’s eyes hardened. “You had a right to be upset.”

Bunny shook his head. “Yeah, but I should have known better, and I’m sorry for that.” He rubbed his eyes. “Anyway, point is. I forgive ya and yer welcome in the Warren anytime.” He shook a finger at him. “That is as long as ya don’t go freezing my plants on purpose that is.”

Jack tilted his head and then gave a small chuckle as the feathers on his wings ruffled with him. “Sure, Cottontail, I can do that.”

“Ya better,” Bunny said as he thumped his foot and offered his back to Jack. “So, let’s go get ya fixed up then, shall we? Since ya can’t fly, probably better if I carry ya.”

“Okay,” Jack said as he wrapped his arms around his neck. “Just take it easy, okay? I rather not have two injured wings here.”

Bunny gave a nod before he dived into the hole.

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Bunny finished filling up the bathtub with warm water before he turned around to look at Jack.

“Alright, Mate,” he said as he set the soap bottle and and cloth to the side. “Why don’t ya strip and then I’ll give ya a hand bathing.”

Granted, he knew it was going to be difficult with Jack’s hurt wing, but it would be worse to mend it without cleaning it first.

Lines formed in Jack’s forehead. “Okay, but I can wash myself,” he stated. “I’m not a little kid.”

Bunny sighed. “No, but yer hurt and you’re goin’ ta need an extra pair of hands ta help ya, especially for ya wings.”

Jack pouted as he fingered one of his feathers that had dried mud on it. “Yeah..okay, fine,” he said as he set his staff aside. “Let’s just get this over with it.”

Bunny gave a nod as he scooted over. “Need help taking yer sweater off?,” he asked. “Frankly, I never understood how yer able to wear that with your wings.”

Jack gave a sly smirk. “Slits in the back so that I can unbutton and slip my wings through,” he boasted. “Was the latest fashion back in the 80s when I found this thing.” He gave a sheepish smile. “Although, will admit it’s easier to have someone unbutton it for me to take it off.”

“I see,” Bunny said as he moved around and saw the said buttons Jack described. “Just be a tic,” he said as he went to unbutton it.

Jack remained still as the flap dropped and Bunny began to carefully pull the sweater over the boy’s head. The hardest part was trying to ease Jack’s injured wing out without making it worse.

He heard Jack give a quiet wince as the wing was pulled through, but it was quick and within an eyeblink the sweater was off. Jack’s clothes were rapidly taken off after that, and within a few minutes, Bunny was assisting the frost spirit into the tub.

Bunny watched Jack’s expression as he slipped into the water and gave a hiss of breath as his lower body went under the water.

“Yer alright?” Bunny asked. “Not too hot is it?”

Jack shut his eyes and shook his head. “No, it’s fine,” he said. “I wouldn’t like it any hotter, but it’s fine for bathing.”

Bunny nodded as he reached for the bottle of soap and a washcloth. He passed an extra washcloth to Jack.

“Ya might as well wash yer front and hair,” he instructed, “I’ll take care of yer back and then yer wings.”

Jack gave a slight blush, but said thanks as he took the cloth. Bunny then lathered up the soap and proceeded to wash the boy’s back. The mud had dried, and it took a few tries to scrub it off, but piece by piece Bunny removed it.

During this, Jack washed his chest and when asked Bunny handed him the shampoo bottle to wash the mud out of his hair. Once that was complete, next came the most grueling task of getting the mud off Jack’s wings.

“Gonna start tacklin’ yer injured wing, Mate,” Bunny warned as held a strand of feathers. “Will be as gentle as I can here.”

“Thanks for the warning,” Jack replied as he finished rinsing out his hair. “By the way, you never did tell me why you were at my pond.”

“Jamie and Sophie contacted me,” Bunny replied as he began to wash off the mud. “Ya hadn’t showed up for Jamie’s flyin’ lesson and he got worried.”

Jamie was the only winged person in his family, and over the past months Jack had taken the kid ‘under his wing’ quite literally. He’d soon become Jamie’s favorite flying instructor, and from what Jamie told him Cupcake and Monty were also eager to learn from him.

Apparently, Jack was way more entertaining as a flying instructor than the winged teachers at their school.

Jack frowned and then squeezed his eyes shut as he groaned. “Oh man, right, I forgot all about that.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I’ll have to apologize later.”

Bunny scoffed and he rinsed and switch to another feather. “Ya got attacked, I think they’ll forgive ya.”

Jack gave a sigh as he went to wash his arm. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

“I know I’m right,” Bunny replied with a smirk.

They sat in silence as the Pooka continued to work away at the wings while Jack wash the rest of himself. As Bunny rinsed the wings he was beginning to doubt he would ever be done, but eventually he got the last speck of mud off.

Bunny wiped his forehead with his paw. “Phew, done. How about you, Frostbite?”

“I’m done too,” Jack said as he poked at his feet. “And I’m fairly certain my toes have turned to prunes at this point.”

Bunny chuckled as he reached into his closet for a spare towel. “Alright, next step is ta dry ya off and then I’ll bandage yer wing.” Bunny also made certain to snag the extra blanket. “Then, we’ll get ya decent and I’ll groom yer wings a bit?”

Jack tilted his head in confusion as he climbed out of the tub. “Groom? Why? My wings are fine.”

Bunny scoffed. “Some of them are rather scruffy lookin’,” he said as he grabbed his medical supplies. “Bettin’ it’s been awhile since ya had a proper groomin’.”

Jack rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms. “Well, yeah, it’s rather hard to groom things attached to your back,” he said as he pointed. “And it’s not like I had anyone who could help me.”

Bunny winced as he clutched his supplies to his chest. Jack’s eyes suddenly became wide and round like his brain finally realized what he said.

“Um..that’s not your guys’ fault though,” Jack stammered. “I mean, you didn’t know-”

“Still doesn’t make it right we left ya alone,” Bunny replied with his voice full of regret. “We are sorry about that.”

And he meant it. Bunny had always assumed Jack lived day to day carefree with nothing weighing him down. However, it was only recently the Guardians realized how hard it had been for the boy to be on his own.

Jack shrugged as he gave a soft smile. “Hey, well you’re making up for it by being here now right?” he said and then turned his back to point at his wings. “So, let’s get my wings fixed and groomed, okay.”

Bunny offered a small smile as he handed Jack the blanket. “So, figure best way ta handle that is for ya to lay out on her stomach on the guest bed.”

“Makes sense,” Jack said with a nod and then blushed. “Um..but don’t suppose you have an extra pair of pants laying around?” He gestured to his still mud covered pants. “Mine are still dirty and I would feel a bit more decent if I had a pair on.”

Bunny frowned and then snapped his fingers as he reached into a nearby drawer. “Here,” he said as he handed over a pair of large pants and a belt. “They’ll be a bit baggy on ya, but should fit with the belt. They’re the emergency pair I keep on hand for North.”

Jack took the belt, but then tilted his head. “Why do you have emergency pants for North?”

“Eggnog incident of 78, long story,” Bunny explained as he lead the way to his guestroom. “Will tell ya the details later, just follow me.”

Jack gave a pout, but shrugged as he followed.

Bunny lead into his guest room which consisted of a regular size human bed. Truth be told, Bunny rarely used it and was just grateful he had remembered to dust it recently.

Once they had entered, Bunny gave Jack a hand getting his pants on and then gently set him on the bed. Jack stretched out on his stomach and immediately buried his face into the pillow.

“Mmm,” he said as his good wing flapped a little. “Smells like lavender.”

Bunny chuckled as he pulled up a chair next to the bed. “Glad ya approve, now try ta remain still while I groom ya.”

For once, Jack did as he was told and Bunny began to groom the injured wing. He was limited on what he could do since pulling the wing the wrong way would hurt, but it looked more feathery and fluffy by the end. Bunny gently took the bandages and wrapped them around the wing.

Jack gave a content sigh. “That does feel better,” he said.

“I’ll bet,” Bunny commented as he moved his chair to the other side of the bed. “Ya know, in future if ya want ta see me ta help groom yer wings again, I don’t mind.”

Jack flopped the side of his head on the pillow. “Yeah? That..would be nice actually.”

“In exchange though,” Bunny replied as he began the second wing, “ya groom me back.”

It was hard for him to brush his own back. Having someone else do it would be handy. Tooth had done it for him a few times, but she was so swamped with her work, Bunny didn’t feel right taking her away from that.

Jack giggled with his eyes still shut. “Get to brush your furry butt? Sure, sounds like fun.”

Bunny shook his head, and they returned to the silence until the Pooka heard a light snore. His ears twitched as he glanced and saw Jack had fallen asleep. He gave a wistful smile.

“With yer injuries, sleep is probably the best medicine,” Bunny whispered under his breath.

He silently finished up the wing, and then once he was done he reached for the blanket. Jack barely stirred as Bunny tucked him in and then patted his head.

“Sleep well, Mate,” Bunny said as he rose and left to let the kid sleep in peace. He stood at the doorway to steal one more glance at Jack’s snowy white wings. He had to admit, they were indeed a sight to behold.

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Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #21

Rules: You can find past rec lists here. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!

Days of Gladiator Love by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions) Words: 3,589 Author’s Summary: Turns out, there was a fair bit of merchandising involved with the Gladiator battles, especially with their more famous fighters.Apparently, this includes romance novels. My Comments: Warning for an explicit description of...something. This fic is hilarious, and I could see it playing out in my head all too clearly. It could be an episode, except for the aforementioned...something.

Remember Me For Centuries by 0bviousLeigh Words: 38,045 Author’s Summary: Every legend starts with someone who has no idea what they’re about to get into. My Comments: This is a Pokemon AU, and it an ABSOLUTE DELIGHT. I was so very, very pleasantly surprised! I barely know Pokemon at all, so I was hesitant at first, but this fic is one hundred percent worth taking a risk on, I guarantee it. Especially if you love Lance. The worldbuilding is so careful and delicately balanced that you really don’t need to know Pokemon much, though I’m sure it helps. I had to keep googling ones I’d never heard of so I could properly imagine the story, haha. But yeah. This fic is incredible. And it just finished. Parts of it made me tear up, I am not kidding. Everyone is absolutely fantastic and SO worth the effort, ahhh, I love this fic.

Let It Haunt You by Emerald_Ashes Words: 2,785 Author’s Summary: Keith is a little worse for wear upon his return from the Blade of Marmora’s base. Both mentally and physically. My Comments: Another really lovely missing scene. WHY DIDN’T WE GET SOMETHING LIKE THIS IN CANON WHY. Ah, but all the interpretations from fandom have been lovely, so I really shouldn’t complain. Lance is a good kid in this one, too.

Loyal to the Bone by Shenzuul Words: 1,392 Author’s Summary: Shiro has been recaptured by the Galra. As he fights off paralyzing terror, Lance’s voice in his ear is a thin lifeline against sinking into despair. My Comments: Can be read as romantic or platonic. I’m a big fan of these two together, as my own fic testifies, and this is a very sharp and vivid portrayal of them. Love Lance doing everything he can to help Shiro hold on. It’s too short, though.

Tricky Shopping by earthstar Words: 5,293 Author’s Summary: Ever since Keith was reunited with Shiro, he finds he likes having him around and Keith is determined to prove he can take care of himself. My Comments: Sequel to an earlier recced fic where Keith is slightly younger, slightly more abandoned, and subsequently slightly more adopted by both the red lion and Shiro. I adore this series so much. I hope there will be much more.

Silver Lining by HeIsSoBlue Words: 7,664 (WIP 4/?) Author’s Summary: Being captured by the Galra was probably one of the worst things Lance could imagine. Yet, even the worst situations can come with a silver lining. My Comments: Another one of those fics where Lance is captured by the Galra, but this one has a twist I don’t want to spoil. It also feels a little more on the realistic side than some others I’ve read. Anyway, I know I have followers who like these fics, so here ya go. Subscribe! Kudos! Comment!

Where The Lions Roam by Mytay Words: 6,980 Author’s Summary: " ... tell me why Blue is making the moves on Keith.”Pidge stared at him, a touch incredulous. “You really haven’t figured it out?” “Pidge. I am very intelligent, but I am not a genius,” Lance said patiently. “Spell it out for me.” “Well, you just sort of answered your own question,” Pidge said, snorting. “Your Lion is making the moves on Keith — and by ‘moves’ I mean responding to your abject terror whenever Keith is in danger.” My Comments: Oh, look, it’s the Klance hurt/comfort for this week. This one is super good. Post Season Two and all about that insecurity, yo. The part at the end made me so hurty, and Shiro and the others just going NO made my heart sing.

cough syrup by EmmaLuLuChu Words: 4,493 (WIP 3/?) Author’s Summary: Just another morning at the Galaxy Garrison, save for one tiny problem Shiro realizes. *MAJOR SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2* My Comments: You know that theory that maybe Shiro got zapped to an alternate universe? WELL PREPARE YOURSELF FOR PAIN. I really want to know what happened here and how things went so wrong for everyone, gah, it’s tearing me up to see them like this. But Shiro is determined to fix it, and, you know. I believe Shiro can save the world.

Varadero Beach is 1976 Years Old by DizzyBunnies Words: 2,217 Author’s Summary: When invited to a party to celebrate their alliance with the Arusians, the team decide to get a little...intoxicated--well, specifically Hunk and Lance. Or: Hunk and Lance get drunk for the first time together and won't shut up about random shit. My Comments: Huuuunnnk. Laaannnccee. Oh, my sweet boys. It’s nice to see them hanging out. This is funny and a little bittersweet, as serves them well.

Flower For Your Thoughts by BrOwNiEfOx Words: 3,070 Author’s Summary: Soulmate AU: when you get hurt your soulmates blooms flowers. The Paladins are meant to be together and their connection is deeper than just friendship. My Comments: Short, sweet platonic soulmate AU with just the right amount of pain to make it all come together.

Bad Diagnosis by ElfGrove Words: 11,483 Author’s Summary: Pidge has been having bad headaches for nearly a week straight, so she decides to see if the infirmary has some sort of Altean Advil. The actual news is not so great. My Comments: I avoided this fic for awhile, because the tags are scary, but it’s definitely worth it. Everyone tries so hard, and it’s incredibly painful, but also good. Pidge’s family loves her to death.

His Red-Stained Footsteps by CoranCoranTheGorgeousMan Words: 4,620 Author’s Summary: Standing facing their newly constructed teludav, crucial to their newest, most desperate measure yet, Coran tells her softly, “Your father would be proud of the leader that you’ve become.” She thinks about that, and isn't sure. My Comments: Really gorgeous background for Allura and Coran. Painful, but it all came together really well. Feels like canon all the way through.

Momentary Meltdown by Nandireya Words: 4,384 Author’s Summary: In the wake of Shiro's disappearance the team have to come to terms with their loss and what it means to their future. One in particular is not handling it well... My Comments: I really enjoyed this look at Keith and Allura and the way their relationship is having to evolve after the events of Season Two. Keith deserves a meltdown, honestly.

The Arms of Voltron by squireofgeekdom for rimahadley Words: 2,001 Author’s Summary: The developing friendship of Pidge and Keith over the first and second seasons, and afterward. The arms of Voltron will hold them all together. My Comments: I love stories about these two developing a friendship. They have so many similarities and so many differences, it’s always fun to watch.

Giggle at a Funeral by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions) Words: 2,375 Author’s Summary: Stranded and wounded on a planet, Shiro is bleeding out. Luckily, he can still contact his team. Unluckily, he's well enough to talk at them. My Comments: Shiro’s sense of humor is the WORST. It’s BossToaster, of course this fic is amazing and you should read it.

Previously Recced Fics That Updated:

Where No One Goes by earthstar A Couple of Ticks by easternCriminal Just What You Want by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions) (now complete) Love and Other Questions by squirenonny (this last chapter made me cry so hard, oh Lance you beautiful child let me hug you) Here Stands a Man by awkwardCerberus Aid by Haurvatat One Week to Say Goodbye by squirenonny Bromances in Space by ptw30 Mini Lions by earthstar Hunk and Lance's Excellent Adventures by kiaella_v Worth of A Paladin by Rururinchan Someplace Like Home by squirenonny

#voltron legendary defender #fic rec #weekly voltron fic recs #vldgen

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