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matrixbearer2024 · 3 months

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Paws and Pixels: VoxPet™️

Tiny!Vox x Reader

A/N: Totally writing this thing because of a cute chat session I had with some wonderful people on a Hazbin discord server, it's a shitposty idea but it was a cute one so I couldn't help but write about it. A continuation to "Get off my Screen!" is in the works alongside some other requests too! I'm just glad it was received so well, thanks y'all!

A/N: Btw, the chibi Vox art isn't mine. I might draw something similar with a Y/N eventually though so message me or request it in my askbox if you wanna see it XD

You wished you could say it was a normal day.

But truth be told-

It was so far off from that.

The Vee tower was complete mess by the time you had arrived.

The place was often busy, you knew that much-

But to fall into complete disarray?

Your beloved would have never even allowed it.

Speaking of your lover, where the hell was he?

His absence left you more than puzzled, this was Vox you were talking about after all.

Mr. I-have-to-keep-an-eye-on-everything-or-it-all-entirely-goes-to-shit-

You couldn't say he was wrong this time however, walking towards the elevator with intent to find the other Vees.

But of course they ended up finding you first.

It was Velvette who abruptly dragged you away from the chaos in the office.

Not that you still quite understood what was going on and the reason for her urgency.

"WhaA- Vel??"

"Sorry darling, we've got a bit of an issue as you can clearly tell- but there's just something I absolutely must show you."

You didn't really even have time to ask questions before you saw Valentino rush past you.

Was he holding a phone in each hand?

He barely even greeted you in his hasty exit, probably too busy with the 4 phone conversations he was having simultaneously.

All this chaos and your boyfriend still hasn't shown up.

You started getting worried that something happened to him.

But what Velvette ended up showing you was definitely not at all what you expected.

Especially since you didn't expect to find Vox here of all places.

That and... he wasn't quite himself.

Not that you were complaining, but it was really weird seeing your boyfriend so tiny.

He was probably plushie-sized to be honest.

You would have found it cute if it weren't for the shock from everything else.

The tiny Vox visibly perked up when he saw you.

Was he beeping or squeaking?

"What... what the fuck even happened???"

"Do you want the whole story or a TLDR?"

While you lightly poked the smaller Vox that stood atop the table, Velvette quickly updated you on what had transpired before your arrival.

Apparently, Vox had gone and gotten himself in trouble with some goons earlier in the day.

It wasn't often Vox would get hurt by anything, he was an overlord after all-

But sometimes people got lucky or they really just ganged up on him in big numbers.

The good news was he won, the bad news was he'd gotten pretty beat up because of it.

Shattered screen, fried motherboard, stray wires, and a whole other myriad of issues to boot.

He'd come back to the tower needing a ton of repairs.

Problem was, he'd run out of the needed spare parts and his backup body wasn't in any good condition to be used either.

So go figure, your creative boyfriend decided to handle his situation in another way after he'd put in the order for said needed parts.

They'd probably arrive in just a few days but seriously-

You could only stare at the tiny version of your lover in bewilderment.

There was absolutely no understanding of what was running through this man's brain.

He was even wearing a miniature version of his typical outfit, coat and all!

"Soooo... has he just been in here the whole time?"

"Pretty much. He doesn't really talk either, Val and I haven't figured out if it's because he can't or won't."

"Oh lord."

You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose, patting the tiny Vox with your hands.

You honestly wanted to be more mad at the situation-

But Vox really just looked too cute.

You just wanted to freakin squeeze him-

"I'm gonna need a purse to carry him around..."

"Oh wow, you're treatin' 'im like a pet already."

You rolled your eyes at Velvette's comment, looking down at your currently tiny boyfriend to find him staring at you.

He had absolutely no business being this cute-

"I'm taking him home, I'd gather that you and Val can handle things here?"

"For the most part, just be a dear and make sure nothing else happens to 'im until his parts arrive."

You just rolled your eyes again.

Great way of stating the obvious Velvette.

Besides, Vox was still an overlord and the strongest of the Vees.

His powers shouldn't have been affected in this form right??

There was no way your beloved went ahead and made himself as harmless as he looked-

At least that's what you had hoped.

However, you picked him up in both hands- you were starting to doubt that.

Vox merely tilted his monitor head to get a better look at you before beeping, his legs dangled slightly from how you held him.

BEEPING AGAIN.

WHERE ARE YOUR WORDS FOOL-

"Huh, he's never made that sound before."

You were really starting to regret even walking into the building today.

And that was of course when your miniature boyfriend decided it was the perfect time to lightly zap you.

It didn't hurt, but it was enough for your attention to go back to him.

Only to see his face all pink with a bunch of hearts emoticons on it.

This little shit-

You really couldn't stay mad at him for long.

Eventually when you were able to get a grip on yourself, Velvette handed you a purse to put Vox in as requested- and you were on your way home.

What did the other Vees even expect you to do with Vox like this?

Did you accidentally become your boyfriend's babysitter??

Today was just way too tiring for you already.

You practically collapsed on the couch once you got home.

Dropping the purse with tiny lover in it on one of the nearby cushions, you didn't really care about the annoyed squeaking that came from inside the bag from the rough landing.

Vox just crawled out of the small purse with a huff.

He figured you would've liked him being all cute this way.

But judging by your reactions-

He couldn't tell if you liked it or hated it.

He did feel slightly bad seeing how tired you were though.

Practically waddling over towards you, Vox patted your head trying to get your attention.

When that didn't work he started beeping and squeaking until you raised your head and looked at him again.

And you were surprised when he awkwardly moved to hug you.

Well, hug your face rather.

The words: "I'm sorry." flashing on his tiny screen.

You sighed tiredly.

Even if he was a little infuriating at times, you still loved Vox's antics.

This one included.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Everything just happened way too fast."

A heart then appeared on his tiny screen face and you pretty much melted.

He was just too fuckin cute.

A/N: Might write a part 2 for this with other headcanons, this was so friggin adorable AHAHAHAHAHA

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #hazbin vox x reader #vox #vox x reader #vox x you #hazbin hotel vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #x reader

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 5 months

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here's a wild one for y'all. cw for parental death. names have been changed, it is a kinda specific situation but I think only 1 of my family members is on Tumblr so whatever. sorry it got so long, it's a complicated situation and still VERY fresh so my brain is kinda fried lol.

tldr my dad passed away without a will and we want to give his long-distance "side" gf the house he helped her buy. I'm worried she won't be able to afford the mortgage, but don't really want to give her any of the monetary payouts. WIBTA if my brothers and I kept all of the cash?

so late last week (it's Dec 19 as of submitting) my father (60s M) passed away in a sudden car accident on his way to work. I'm (late 20s ftM) his oldest child, I also have a younger brother (mid 20s M) who we'll call Phineas and an even younger half-brother (almost tween, M) who we'll call Aaron.

so I'd describe my dad as a kind and loving but stubborn and stupid man. I would also guess, based on what I know of his love life, that he was polyamorous but didn't realize it due to his conservative Christian upbringing and didn't know it was an option so instead ended up being...well, kinda an adulterer tbh. this isn't to excuse his actual actions bc they were obviously wrong, but is the way the situation reads to me, a polyamorous person.

Dad had a long distance girlfriend (50s??? maybe??? F) on the West Coast (we live near the East Coast), we'll call her Melody. I met her a few years back when he flew Phineas and I with him to visit her. she's a sweet woman from what I know of her. when I got the news of his passing, I was the one who called her to let her know what happened. (which sucked.)

well, what I Didn't know until I was trying to scrape together travel arrangements (I live 5 hours away from Phineas and my dad) was that he also had a Wife (60sF), who we'll call Patricia. (it wasn't a legal marriage, it was "in the eyes of the Lord" as they said, due to legal complications to do with her social security benefits or something. which is why the arrangements for his death fell onto Phineas and I as his adult children. but if he called her his wife then as far as I'm concerned that's what she is.) he didn't really tell me or Phineas about the full nature of their relationship. Phineas found out bc our dad was spending so much time with her that he'd practically moved in w her, put two and two together and asked her to confirm. I never even knew she existed till all this happened. he had told his parents and siblings about her, and they approved of her. we can only speculate why he kept it so quiet to us, she thinks bc of his history with Real Duds that we'd be upset somehow. idk.

so anyway Patricia knew about Melody. my dad was already seeing Melody when he started seeing Patricia. I don't know what he was thinking when he got with Patricia tbh, can't ask him now anyway, but she knew about Melody the whole time. wasn't thrilled about it, constantly told him he needed to tell her the truth and end things, but doesn't truly hold that against Melody herself bc she didn't know.

Melody, however, did not know about Patricia. he was planning to tell her at some point. kept meaning to. still loved her, didn't wanna hurt her, but was also trying to be monogamously committed to Patricia too. he never got around to actually ending things with Melody before he passed, and as far as she knew he was still planning to move out there and get married to her. he even took out a loan to help her pay for her late mother's house, both their names are on the mortgage and deed.

which brings me to my question. my dad didn't seem to have a will (not that we can find anyway), so Phineas and I are the ones in charge of distributing his various belongings and payouts and such. we both agree that we don't have any use for some house across the country, and Melody is already living in it anyway. imo she should just Have It. however, she is also Pretty Poor. I don't know the specifics of her situation (or, really, much about the complications of home ownership?) but I do worry about her ability to continue to pay the mortgage, assuming that's a thing. we're still waiting to hear about all the details and numbers and have somebody who actually knows about that stuff translate it into layman's terms for us non-homeowners (or in Phineas's case, Brand New Homeowner) so we can get a full picture of how all that is going to work legally speaking.

Dad also had life insurance thru his employer. we are still working thru the red tape at his company to figure out who the beneficiary is, the most likely candidate being me as the eldest child. Phineas and I are agreed that we'll at least be splitting most, if not all, the money evenly between us and Aaron. Patricia is INSISTENT that she doesn't want any of it, she wants us kids to keep it bc unlike some of his exes she never cared about his money (he made GOOD money, but still ended up kinda poor due to both being generous to, and having been taken advantage of by, multiple women since my bio mom died. including having to shell out an insane amount of child support for Aaron despite already having a very active role in his life. like he paid more child support than either I or my fiancee even make at our jobs, while also frequently just straight up directly providing for him where he could). because of his income it's looking like a pretty hefty payout.

however, my brother and I are both pretty poor as well. while we don't know the exact amount we're getting, some are speculating a number that, even split 3 ways, would be Life-Changing for us. we're talking 5 figure amounts, more than I or my fiancee make in a year. like we'll still need to work for a living but, for example, it could be a down-payment on a house or a massive safety net for when I'm out of work (I have a steady job but with seasonal unpaid breaks). it could help Phineas afford expensive repairs for the trailer he now owns, which my dad was supposed to help pay for. in the right account with a decent interest rate, it could be tuition for when Aaron goes to college.

I feel like I Should probably toss some of that money Melody's way, esp since I feel so bad that she's getting the one-two punch of finding out her bf died AND also he had a wife she wasn't aware of. but my brothers and I could really use that money as well. I don't know that Phineas wants to send her any, we're saving that conversation for when we know more of the exact numbers. I don't even know how much Dad was paying towards it, or if he even was anymore. plus--and this is kinda a minor detail--but there's kind of a general vibe I'm getting from the Family (ALL 4 of my dad's siblings AND both his parents are somehow still alive) that Melody is kinda...unliked. they love Patricia and were CONSTANTLY frustrated that he was still visiting Melody and frequently sending her money; I get the feeling they viewed her the same as some of his other gold-digging exes so i think maybe sending her Even More Money would look a little weird? like she's already getting full ownership of a house out of the deal. most of them are in agreement that Phineas and I are the ones who get the final say on the bulk of these decisions but they're...a little pushy anyway.

like I said, we don't know what any of the actual numbers look like AT ALL yet, so it might actually be fine. but WIBTA if we just left her the sole homeowner when she couldn't really afford it, and not send her any money? the consensus will probably show up too late to affect our decision but hey, figured the situation would make for a wild ride anyway (or maybe I just feel like that bc it has been for me LOL).

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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missingn000 · 2 months

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a note about tpg's hiatus

hi everyone!! i've missed y'all <33 i want to share a quick note on tpg's hiatus, and how long it will last.

first and foremost, the tl;dr: i will not abandon tpg. the story remains incredibly important to me, and this hiatus is only that: a hiatus. i will return eventually, and while i am not exactly sure when "eventually" is, i hope to begin updating again soon.

now the long explanation. tpg's hiatus has lasted much, much longer than i expected. it wasn't until i took a break that i realized how mentally and emotionally drained i was after writing 600k+ in 2 years, along with being an engineering master's student then starting a job in aerospace. especially after writing sukuna's backstory (75k+ words in one month), my brain was utterly fried. all in all, it's been a lot.

as some of you may know, i started watching one piece in september. and i love it! it's an incredibly fun, well-written feel-good series. it's been a refreshing mental break to engage with a new series, especially since jjk canon has been so disappointing in both content and writing quality.

if you check my ao3, you'll notice i took a break from jjk with other series in the past: namely dr. stone, sxf, and natsume yuujinchou. this is necessary for me to remain creative and explore narrative themes that i bring back to tpg when i return to it. but by the time my recent hiatus started, it had been well over a year since i engaged with any other series than jjk, and it was starting to take its toll on me. i'm almost caught up on one piece now, which means i'll be able to focus on tpg again soon.

when i return from tpg's hiatus, updates may be slower. releasing 15k+ word chapters every 2-4 weeks was incredibly mentally taxing and required much of my time and focus to constantly be on the story. it wasn't healthy, and other areas of my life were impacted negatively. it can be easy to forget that i'm a real person with real-life responsibilities writing this story in my spare time for free -- even i sometimes forgot this.

another note on why taking a break has been so necessary is my mental health. when season 2 released and toji + satosugu was animated, the fandom exploded and tpg's readership drastically increased. while this meant an influx of amazing love and support, i also started to receive rude and hateful comments and messages.

don't get me wrong: not everyone has to like tpg. that's totally fine! but as a very sensitive person, receiving hate took a huge toll on my mental health and motivation, and i have needed time to recover from it. i've been doing better mentally lately, and have taken some measures to reduce unkind interactions. i'm working on becoming less sensitive in the meantime so i can handle it better if/when it happens again.

since i've been feeling guilty about not posting jjk content, i haven't been on tumblr quite as much, but i'm still around online on both discord and instagram. mutuals can request my priv @chiidoriii on IG, and my discord is @MissingN000 -- just shoot me a message with who you are when you request! i'll still post fic updates on both new stories as well as tpg content and previews on tumblr, so please stick around :)

thank you so much for your patience with me! i love you all so much, and truly appreciate your support. love, chi <333

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touyalove · 10 months

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Toya simply adores to cook for you. He's usually cooking the coolest and most delicious things you've ever tasted. Now he's like a fucking 5 stars micheline chef. He learned how to master cooking just for you(and bcs he was bored) when he had to stay at your apartment prolonged periods of time to properly heal from battles he went through. And it's also one of his ways to say "thank you" for all the support and kindness you've showed to him. He was really a stray cat.

Toya really likes to make your house real clean and neat before you get home. Just to hear you praising him and seeing you smile so happy (and maybe a lil reward for all this tough work;)

He loves to set the table before you get home and put the food he just made on it. For the two of you to enjoy and finally spend some time together. And the feeling that he gets. Deep down in his belly, it's like he's floating but with sparkles.

He loves to hear your footsteps getting louder and louder till he hears the door cracking open, and then your cute little tired face.

He loves the feeling of belonging, the feeling of "home", to be somebody's home. A feeling he never thought he'd feel. And a feeling he never knew he craved so bad.

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Comments, reblogs and likes are very very appreciated! Love y'all <3 also this is very self indulgent so yeah. It's 5 am, my brain is fried<2

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snugglesquiggle · 2 months

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Hostile Takeover, Chapter 14!!!

i'm so tired

i normally put a lil description here but it's 20k fucking words long and my brain is fried from proofreading it multiple times and writing the css styles.

i hope y'all enjoy it

#hostile takeover #murder drones #fanfic #ao3 #murder drones j #murder drones uzi #juzi #j x uzi #murder drones cyn #murder drones v #femslash #lesbian #murder drones fanfic #absolute solver

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buf309 · 21 days

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I'm dead tired

I was late, almost 2 weeks have passed since the deadline I told y'all about.

First of all, The Heat fried my brain, and my personal laptop, which had the completed next chapter of Doppelganger; so yeah, just one poof and all the effort went down the drain. I had to draw it again from scratch, half way done. I hope I can finish it today. See?

Folks, I can not stress this enough, BACK UP YOUR WORK REGULARLY, or you will regret it, it's going to hit you when you least expect it. Don't be like me, alright?

Second, I was very busy, cleaning up after the messes my old clients created in their own projects by using AI.

As an illustrator, let me give you one real advice: I don't care if you use AI to generate images for online clout, NEVER use it for your serious work, especially anything which requires high level of accuracy e.g. an instruction manual.

It's 90% useless, the only useful part is the color palette, nothing else. Those images looked quite good at first glance, but when you zoomed on details, they made no sense, like, unidentified parts that connected nowhere, etc. Even if you told the Ai bros to give you the source file, it was completely uneditable, or in other words, USELESS.

Then, you would still have to go back to your old human illustrator and ask for help anyway. That thing would have to be redrawn to have any uses at all. And you would be charged double the usual fee, because I would have to do a lot of research to make your AI messes become understandable. A huge waste of our time and resources which could be avoided if you gave that project to us artists in the first place.

I agreed to accept this fixing gig because I wanted to see first hand the quality of work AI can do, knowing your enemy and all that shit. After doing all these work? I think the money was not worth it.

So no more fixing AI images in the foreseeable future, too troublesome for my taste.

#personal #ai issues #whine whine complain complain

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lincolndjarin · 7 months

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The BKS Screen Adaptation ˖⁺‧₊˚✦

(aka the really fucking dorky thing i've wanted to do for ages.)

if you like Best Kept Secret and you've wanted to know what i imagine in my mind when i write this is the post for you. i put way too much time into this if i'm being honest, but it was so much fun i hope others enjoy it!!

includes fun things like hypothetical casting and soundtrack !!

SPOILERS FOR BEST KEPT SECRET CHAPTERS 1-25

ever since i started writing Best Kept Secret it's helped me tremendously to imagine it in more of a cinematic sense. i love movies. i love all of it, the cinematography, the soundtracks, the casting, all of it has always greatly interested me. so that's how i've always pictured bks in my head, as a movie, or more appropriately a single season of television lmao. anyhow, i've been feeling real fucking fried lately and i just started a proper schedule with my meds so i'm exhausted and i wanted to take a short break from writing to put this together, (more writing) this is long and self indulgent but i had a lot of fun with it so who cares i guess.

The Media Source :

in all honesty i think bks probably wouldn't work as a movie? this might just be the entitled author in me speaking but there is just like, so much stuff? i feel like it wouldn't be properly represented in the 90-150 minute format because there's just too much shit happening. ALSO i write my chapters the way i write my DND sessions, meaning they typically have a prominent ending point that i think translates best in a show format so i'll be presenting this as more of an Max original type beat, 13 episodes ranging from like 50 minutes to 90 in length. (pretty hefty but this is my hypothetical world where i get whatever i want lmao)

The Casting :

bks has a fair amount of original characters that all exist in my brain and in said brain i visually know what they look like and in y'alls brains you have an idea what they look like. like lowkey if i'm being real in my brain space bks is sort of animated? like in the style of arcane sort of lmao, so i don't really have physical manifestations of them but i have always had actors in mind of who i imagine would play them so here's that.

Leodall :

i mean if this is my dream hypothetical and i can do whatever i want i think it would be hilarious but also relevant to cast someone sort of silly as leo.

i think that it's important that leo is a little rat bitch by the end but also like he should be just sort of a clumsy disarming guy to start. i get a couple different vibes but like lowkey hear me out.

Jack Quaid??

like he's sort of just a lanky silly guy but also is capable of doing terrible things, i think he'd be a great leo and would also he'd be able to be disarming and likable at the start. just sort of harmless and nervous (until he isn't)

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Lysa :

honestly the hardest person to cast. i love her dearly because in my brain she's done way more than she's done in bks lmao and it's hard for me to seperate that sometimes but i thought about it for a while and i settled on someone who i think would capture Lysa as i imagine her in my mind.

Stephanie Beatriz :

she's visually how i imagine Lysa but also i love her so i think she'd be great.

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Elaine :

this one has always been a no brainer to me. i'd want an actress who is instantly likable and capable of bringing a character that i've grown very fond of to life. there has only ever been one person that comes to mind when i picture someone playing Elaine.

the mother herself : T'Nia Miller

Elaine & Lysa have been sort of wishy washy in description for two reasons, one being that as the story has progressed and they've developed they've become clearer in my mind, two being that there is so much bks and posting something this big chapter by chapter means sometimes i forget what i've previously said (nobodies perfect lmao) but personally T'Nia Miller is one of my favorite actresses and i think she would 100% do Elaine justice.

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Kodo :

this has always been a tough one for me. this is kind of wild but when i started bks i never intended to kodo to be downright evil (idk if i've ever said that before but it's true lmao) i originally intended for him to be more of a harmless idiot? the plot was going to revolve more so around how princess had a lot of internal battles about cheating on a husband who was neglectful at the worst of times but still absolutely harmless.

i realized pretty quickly how much of a fucking bummer that was LMAO. it's hard to write a hot sex scene when the main characters internal monologue is full of guilt, so i VERY quickly made the switch, and it was definitely the right choice, the story needed a villain and i needed to give Kodo some sort of depth so it fell into place pretty quickly. i was also rewatching game of thrones around this time so, surprise surprise, i bet you can guess who i was inspired by. that being said, i don't think Jack Gleeson is the right choice for this role, first off bc that guy should never play a villain again lmao, get him a fucking romcom or something, but also because if i could pick anyone in this hypothetical situation i would pick an actor that is relatively beloved.

kodo is supposed to be really fucking hot (unfortunately) princess isn't interested in him because he's an ass but he's supposed to be pretty attractive, but also at the end of the say he's a prince. like we know he sucks but i would want to cast someone that lowers an audiences expectations and makes them think that he's gonna be chill at first. if you've seen the movie Promising Young Woman (if you haven't drop everything and watch it rn) they do something that i fucking adore, which is casting men that are liked, Bo Burnham, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Max Greenfield, etc. to lower the audiences guards. that movie is jarring for several reasons but i myself fell prey to the casting, i was comforted by actors who i loved and felt a personal pang of betrayal. (great fucking movie, cannot stress this enough)

two actors come to mind for this role, one more than the other but i'm still fond of both.

one choice being : Nicholas Hoult

the only thing that i don't love about this is that it would be a bit repetitive, we've already seen him in the terrible husband role lmao, but it would be fun to see him be far less redeemable than his character in The Great lol. but also he's fucking phenomenal, there's no doubt in my mind that he would be able to capture the character.

my second choice is gonna be a huge hear me out. like some of y'all are about to be real mad at me but fucking- just give me a second to explain i swear there's a vision here.

my second and preferred choice would be : Josh Hutcherson

listen listen listen. i adore him. actually my pookie bear ^^

which is exactly why he's fucking perfect??

people who don't know the source material are lulled into a false sense of safety bc he's just a little guy, he's just a silly little guy. and if you do know the source material you're like is that fucking peeta?? did they make kodo cool as hell?? no they did not. they just wrapped him up in a pretty package.

i'm saying lets get this man back to blonde and let him let his acting chops loose, i think he's perfectly capable of playing the nightmare that is kodo harand and i think he's the best choice like let him be evil.

pretty boys can be evil as a treat.

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Din Djarin :

i mean, come on, we all know who's being put in this role.

Pedrito :

he's din djarin don't tell me otherwise. this era pedro ^^ is bks din like i didn't make starwars but i did make bks and this is canon bks din lmao.

but also like whatever they put in his pedro juice when he was doing plays? i'd get him some of that for this.

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Princess :

this is all in my self indulgent fantasy right? then yeah i suppose i'll play the princess, pull a lin manuel miranda and step up, i was in into the woods in highschool so i've got plenty of experience.

in all seriousness i would cast someone who sort of reminds me of myself, i would be lying if i didn't write her as a vague reflection of myself. i haven't really written a reader like that other than her, she's special to me so in a screen adaptation i would want to be sure that she's done justice.

the obvious choice to me is Stephanie Hsu :

she's a princess, idc. absolutely fucking phenomenal actress (robbed of her oscar btw) and i think that she would be perfect also cause like please cast asian women in things where their entire character isn't built around the fact that they're asian, let them have a character unrelated to that fact PLEASE. she's gorgeous, talented, and charming like she's my bks princess, always has been, anytime i've fancasted bks in my head she's my leading lady.

but also there is a second option that comes to mind which would be the lovely : Simone Ashley

i haven't been shy about how bridgerton inspired bks. she's the love of my life, another actress where i see her and i'm just like yeah she's a princess, it's a no brainer like that could very well be bks princess.

The Plot ( things i'd add, keep, or remove ) :

i'd keep most things the same, obviously i'd cut certain things to properly fill the available time

i would go full hbo max privilege, i want steamy fucking sex scenes, the sex is important to the story like let's be real. some of dins growth is shown through sex, the way he goes from being completely in control of things to being more willing to be vulnerable?? that shits important.

i would def add a lysa and elaine plot, they would have a side plot

there isn't really much i'd cut, if anything i'd cut the blowjob in chapter seven lmaoo, just bc that's the only thing i've ever considered changing in the story just bc it's always felt unnatural to me.

The Episodes :

this section is gonna cover how i would present each episode and also what chapters would be featured in each episode.

also just as a general creative choice i think princess would lowkey be fleabag lmao. like she def talks to the audience cause she's a little silly but also bc her internal monologue is written to be a little funny

Episode One :

chapter one

chapter two

i think this episode would follow the source material well. i actually really like the first couple of chapters of bks, i think they were a good hook for the story so i would keep things similar to how they're written.

Episode Two :

chapter three

chapter four

same as episode one ^

Episode Three :

chapter five

this would be the din episode, instead of princess talking to the audience i like to think just for this episode he would instead. also i have sort of a specific vision for this.

it's canon that bks din is relatively hard of hearing so i would want this episode to open on him getting ready in his cabin before doing all the flashbacks of his point of view of everything. he's not wearing his helmet for the first few minutes while a song plays and he cuts his own hair, his face is never visible in the shot.

everything else stays the same

this is where i get dorky.

dins internal monologue will convey something that i'm not sure i've properly gotten across in bks LMAO but i've always written a din who feels naked in front of princess and not in a sexy way but in an emotional way. he always feels as if she can see through his helmet and it makes him real fucking nervous around her lmao.

so like lowkey hypothetical ending shot is from out in the hall, princess inviting him in and from behind he isn't wearing his helmet bc metaphors.

Episode Four :

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

i think the focus here would be six and eight tbh, if i'm being honest the rules were supposed to be way more important than they ended up being lmaooo, i just went in a different direction with it so i would maybe change that to something else. the book is still important for chapter 25 so maybe like a contract or something that they both sign.

Episode Five :

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

yeah i mean this is me being unoriginal but like if it aint broke don't fix it so like i'd keep a lot of stuff relatively the same

Episode Six :

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

^^ same here

Episode Seven :

chapter fifteen

chapter sixteen

i think that the ending spot would be different here than in the source material, the chapter ends with din asking her to come to the cabin but i think instead i would just end with the kiss and open the next one with the cabin convo

Episode Eight :

chapter seventeen

chapter eighteen

chapter nineteen

this is like the anti angst episode, these chapters should be all relationship building up until the chapter nineteen sex scene which i would want rather tastefully done but still filthy. that's sort of the tagline of this hypothetical show, tasteful and filthy

Episode Nine :

chapter twenty

chapter twenty one

another anti angst chapter except this one has a big bad ending so yknow, big dramatic ending, i honestly think there is no need for 'tasteful' violence. like this should be extremely jarring, like din has been protective to a fault but this is like straight up mandalorian possessive rage like fr get his ass yknow? lets see that blood

Episode Ten :

chapter twenty two

chapter twenty three

chapter twenty four

this would probably be the longest ep in my opinion. twenty two is real fucking hefty but also the lunar markets is gonna be the big surprise set piece i want that shit to be gorgeous like i imagine it being so fucking twinkly and delightful

Episode Eleven :

chapter twenty five

lets keep this one straight from the source material, like just use the chapter as a script yknow?

Episode Twelve :

chapter twenty six

chapter twenty seven

i can't say anything about this because it's not technically written yet lmao

Episode Thirteen :

chapter twenty eight

chapter twenty nine

same here ^

The Soundtrack :

music is important. we wouldn't have bks at all without music because it was music that inspired me to write in the first place and it's helped the story along since then, every time i get stuck on something plot wise i play music until something clicks. it's always been the secret ingredient for my writing so it would be extremely important to a screen adaptation.

i think it would be fun to have each episode end with a smash cut to the credits with music, i've always been a big fan of that so this section contains music that i'd use for specific scenes but also what song i would want playing at the end.

Episode One :

end this ep with :

I Can See You (Taylor's Version)

i mean it's a little on the nose but this is lowkey bks anthem so i think it's a solid choice for the ep one ending also it's always fun to end on a pop song yknow?

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Episode Two :

end this ep with :

Honeymoon - Lana Del Rey

another bks anthem, like listen to the lyrics it's crazy, and i think based on the ending of chapter four this would be an appropriate ending song

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Episode Three :

Losing My Religion - R.E.M.

this would be the opening of the episode. din never facing the camera and he would get ready for his day while this plays

end this ep with :

Not Strong Enough - boygenius

this is def his ending song like bks din would cry if he heard this song.

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Episode Four :

end this ep with :

See You Again (feat. Kali Uchis) - Tyler, The Creator

this is one of those ones where i'm just sort of like hell yeah. in my minds eye this works, there is a visual here like trust.

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Episode Five :

end this ep with :

I'm Your Man - Mitski

mitski is another artist that bks!din would listen to in his cabin while he cries like this is def how he's feeling at the end of chapter eleven

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Episode Six :

end this ep with :

Saturn - Sleeping At Last

with where this one ends i think that something sort of soft is important, a solid instrumental works well here

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Episode Seven :

end this ep with :

Starboy - Vitamin String Quartet

i wanted something a little more upbeat but also sort of on theme and i think this is extremely accurate.

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Episode Eight :

Religion - Lana Del Rey

this is the sex song.

like this is and always has been the song that plays when they have sex without his helmet one for the first time, i consider that to be the first time he's really din with her during sex and this song is straight heat so of course this is what plays during that scene.

end this ep with :

Electric Love - BØRNS

i mean it's a little cheesy but i think it's fun and this episode ends in a happy place so it's neat to have a happy song refecting that yknow?

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Episode Nine :

Like Real People Do - Hozier

i mean, this is the song that inspired the chapters featured in this episode, it's an important song because a lot of bks later on revolves around the need for normalcy, these two just want to love each other like real people

end this ep with :

I Fought the Law - The Clash

i mean like, this is a bit silly but also like i love when a show ends in a dark spot and a hilarious upbeat song plays, like, i eat it up every time and i think this is just so fun lmao like he fr fought the law (im hilarious)

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Episode Ten :

end this ep with :

Lover - Taylor Swift

sort of a calm before the storm song, relaxing ass song before all hell breaks lose in the next episode yknow?

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Episode Eleven :

The Secret History - Kerry Muzzey, The Chamber Orchestra of London

this is our searching for din song. long ass sequence, def longer than it is in the chapter lmao

end this ep with :

Borderline - Tame Impala

god i fucking love this song

but also i feel as though this song has a sense of dread to it that i think is perfect for the way chapter twenty five ends

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Episode Twelve :

this is a hard one to pick definitive music to, there's a lot of music that is relevant to the chapters featured in this episode so here's just like, a cluster of music that i think would be relevant

Skyfall - Adele

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

Eleanor Rigby - Cody Fry

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens

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Episode Thirteen :

My Love Mine All Mine - Mitski

i obviously can't say what this would be in reference to but the last technical scene of bks would end with this song. i think the epilouge would have different music

Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron & Wine

i kinda sorta think that the epilogue could be crammed into a montage that could just be a post credit scene to this song.

that's all, if anyone actually read all of this i will kiss you fr like you're crazy for that and i love you.

if you write fic this was so fun?? like i really do recommend doing this or like a less extreme version of this lol i've been trying to force myself to take a little break from writing but i couldn't think of anything else to do so i did this haha

#lincolndjarin #fic : best kept secret #bks bts

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With All My Heart

König x Reader

Soulmate AU: Black and white

Y'all this took me a month. A FUCKIN MONTH!

I had so many ideas n' none of them sat right so enjoy the final product 😚

Can you guess the song by the title?

5k words(some swears)

Not edited cuz my brain hurts😵‍💫

I can’t write accents and I’m not apologizing🖕

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You glanced over at the fit man beside you, the music drowning out the small quips as he spoke, the smell of bunt fries, cigarettes and alcohol filled your nose. The quick gulp of the sweet sour wine itched at your throat as you felt his shoulder gently shove your side. The man's laughter filled the bar air, the nudge causing some wine to spill down the front of your sundress. Your calm composure made the man stiffen up as his laughter died down as you turned your full attention to him. He didn't look much, but with the tightly fitting dress shirt and jeans seemed to compliment just exactly how he was acting. The scruff of his growing beard and small specks of acne proved to you he hadn't been taken care of himself like usual.

Sean has been your long time friends. Sadly within those ten years, adulthood didn't treat either of you well. Sharing an apartment while working double shifts to get enough money for bills, food, and college funds, it wasn't the dream either of you had in the big city. However, it was ideal considering you had taken him in after his parents kicked him out. Sean had it rough, now that the years kept going by faster and faster, so finding the one was becoming increasingly more appealing.

Your hand gently ran along the glass cup, shoving the small shot glass aside as your friend Sean downed them. The alcohol radiating from him in waves, to the point your nose crinkled every time he spoke. Your heart raced every time he giggled, wondering what diabolical thing he could have conjured up. You couldn't control the adult baby that sat next to you, only being able to tame him with talk of another life, a life he wished and yearned for. The night of casual friendly drinking was now a wasteland of drunken rambles and incoherent nonsense.

You couldn't blame Sean, he had a massive crush on someone who barely acknowledged him. He didn't want to admit it but when he had a crush he treated them like trash, making unruly comments about their looks, personality. It was a wonder how his crush dealt with him most days, mostly ignoring his remarks between meetings and disappearing after them. Sean wanted nothing more than to embrace them into his life but here he was crying at the bar, wondering why they didn't talk or put themselves in a position to be in the same vicinity as him.

You knew crushes were inevitable, with the hope of finding that one person to bring color to your life. Some dealt with little to no color while others seem to have every color in their vocabulary. Soulmates weren't something you agreed upon during your 26 years of life, but you somehow found it entertaining watching others on their search. Seeing your friend wail and hiccup was one of the many forms this soul bond made.

His crush happened to be an old friend, Mike. When you hung out he'd ask about Sean wondering what he was like, who he was with, how he knew you. And every time you'd shrug it off wondering why exactly he wanted to know and now a couple months later you realized Mike felt the same for Sean. He was handsome, and the sweetest man you knew beside Sean. However, when these two were together they'd pull the same antics, pushing harder than pulling. During meetings it'd be constant arguments, judgements and annoyance. They could end the scuffle with a simple touch. A touch that both were to stubborn to initiate, the doubt of color not blossoming before their eyes or the simple beauty it will. Either way you weren't keen on finding out, not when Sean was drunk and could barely form words let alone keep his head up.

You tried to quiet Sean down, hushing him like a child and much like one he groaned speaking louder while covering his ears. Someone from across the bar stood up abruptly, the chair they sat on crashed onto the floor. It all happened in slow motion, the glass of wine that you'd been sipping came crashing down onto Sean, his childish wailing ceased as a misty eyed Mike stood at your side fuming with anger. Sean's eyes widened, his expression reading true horror and embarrassment.

"Is that what you really think? I hate you?" Mike's voice darkened as he glared daggers at Sean, his full attention on the drunken man who was now curled against the wall not bothering to even look at Mike any longer. You tried to intervene but was quickly shut down when Mike slammed his hands against the table, nearly pouncing toward the silent man beside you. "Can't say it to my face? Can you?! You're such an idiot."

Mike was much closer now, you could smell the sour stench of vodka on his breath having nothing on the whiskey Sean had been drinking. Sean flinched back, you noticed now that he was shaking uncontrollably. It made your own body tense noticing Sean's breathing was becoming more frantic, his eyes blinded by the pool of tears gushing from them. His dry heaving proved to you what was happening as Mike berated him. You felt anger bubble up inside you, and with the wine beginning to set in, you felt double the amount of courage than usual. In one swift fluent motion you had stood up, your hands coming up to cover Mike's chest as you used all your weight to step forward.

"Back off!" You shoved Mike back using all your strength, he stumbled into a near by table knocking glasses over and getting yelled at from the couple that sat at the table. Sean gasped loudly from behind you while you stood protectively in front of him. The shattered glass littered around your feet, your gaze lingered on the glass as your heart thumped against your chest before you shifted your gaze back up to the drunken man slouched over a table.

Mike grumbled, sitting back up and swiping away the food that tethered onto his shirt from the fall. He didn't even apologize to the couple only sending you a bone chilling glare while Sean fumbled over himself to stand beside you. Mike stood upright, still drunk.

"Just... stop it. We're leaving. Okay?" You huffed angrily, looking away for one second to grab your coat and purse and when you looked back Mike was charging for you. You yelped, barely dodging his sudden attack but he countered you with a quick shove of his shoulder and you were on your ass. He stumbled over himself, landing into the booth you had once sat at. You felt a pain in your side from landing against the shattered plates from before, and without any hesitation you sat back up. The alcohol in your system drowning out all of your other senses.

"What the hell?! You don't even know-" Just before you could finish Mike shot up from his laying position, pointing an accusing finger at you. His nose scrunched up as he glared at you, obviously feeling some sort of resentment toward your words. His cold stare frightened you a bit, not used to this side of him but still you held strong and stood up waiting for him to continue as you tried to replicate his cold stare.

"You wanna know the full story?" His voice shook you to your very core, it seeped of venom and a bit of worry. You didn't make a sound or any movement, only fixing your eyes onto him signaling for him to continue as you waited. However, the fearful look in Sean's eyes concerned you, wondering what exactly Mike could say that would strike so much fear into him.

"Fine. Sean and I are soulmates big whoop! But guess what? He shot me down, why you ask? Well it's because he's straight, and here he is telling you a sad sap story making me the bad guy." You looked over to Sean who looked more ashamed by the second, Mike's words eating away at him in more ways than one.

"Why would me being a guy matter?! I spent my life dreaming of the day my soulmate would embrace me and love me, yet here we are! It's just not fair. Why can't you love me... what did I do... shit." Mike's words softened at the end, the sound of a broken man never ceased to amaze you. You knew deep down what the problem was, and Sean was too afraid to admit it.

You watched as Mike curled in on himself, slipping onto the ground his hands coming up to cover his face. You could tell it was something he'd been holding in for awhile. The defeated look he had only confirmed that, and it made your heart ache with the sniffles and tears falling from his eyes.

You slouched your shoulders, looking around at the prying eyes before walked toward Sean. Your hand gently came into contact with his shoulder and when it did you had startled him. His eyes glancing from you to Mike, fresh tears beginning to brim at the edge of his eyes.

"Come on. Let's go." You didn't say another word as you helped lift him up, helping him trudge through the bar not wanting to cause any more trouble.

You wrapped your coat snuggly around yourself, making sure to keep close to Sean. His wobbling and teetering walk had you on mom mode, hoping he wouldn't fall over or hit his head. You opened the bar door, following Sean outside. When the cold air hit you, you felt better. The adrenaline began to ware off, and the awkwardness began to set in. You hated times like these, when a serious conversation needed to be made but you were patiently waiting until the next crosswalk to even consider speaking.

You took a deep breath in, "Sean..."

He stiffened up slightly at the sound of his name, his steps beside yours stopped abruptly. You stopped too, turning to face him. You could see his defeated expression clearly, the sadness edged into every wrinkle of his forehead.

"Why didn't you tell me Mike was your soulmate? Is it because of-" You felt your words get caught in your throat at Sean's sinking figure, he balanced himself on the heels of his feet as he curled up. His arms resting against his knees as he nodded his head, already knowing what you were going to say.

"Oh Sean... they aren't here. They can't hurt you. Mike wouldn't hurt you, damnit, he'd never lay a finger on you..." You leaned down toward him, running your hand against his back to soothe his muffled sobs.

"I know, but it's so hard. It's been years (y/n). Years! My parents hurting me just because of my sexuality, the men I've slept with. I was so scared when I found out it was actually Mike." Sean leaned into your touch, letting himself unravel before you. His repressed emotions finally coming to surface.

You sat with him as he told you the story, the sudden touch a few months back. The colors blossoming in his vision, the beauty of it all. The fear, the hatred, the resentment, the yearning, the jealousy. All happening in the span of a few seconds from a single touch. It was painful as much as it was beautiful, and the absolute sadness in Mike's eyes when Sean told him he couldn't be with him. It was like you were there, experiencing the most heartbreaking moment. The moment when both men were shattered with the realization life wasn't so fair. In Sean's situation it was becoming unbearably obvious he was still traumatized from his high school years, the years he'd spent living with you after his parents kick him out.

"Sean, it's not going to be like that. Mike doesn't understand what happened before you two met. He has the right to know. I would want to know why my soulmate wouldn't want to be with me, wouldn't you?" Something in Sean clicked as he stared at you, his expression softening as he nodded along to your question.

"You're right, but after tonight I don't think he'll want to see me again." Once again he sunk back into that dark place inside his mind.

"I'm sure I can talk some sense into that big lug of yours." You nudged his shoulder slightly, giving him a playful smile.

Sean gave you a weak smile, his mouth opened to speak but both of you froze. The rushed footsteps from afar began coming toward you. You had immediately turned your attention to the unknown figure sprinting down the sidewalk. Sean heard them too, immediately drying up his tears and standing beside you. You thought it was Mike, but as the figure came closer you realized they were much, much taller than Mike was. Literally towering over you, like a skyscraper. Their hoodie and face mask concealing their identity while you reached for your bag only to feel it disappear into thin air as the person stood in front of you. Their chest puffing in and out like they had run a marathon. They closed the distance between you. Your hand coming up to Sean's chest to keep a good foot between you and the mysterious person.

Your neck hurt from how far you had to lean back to look up at them, "Can I help you?"

The person took a deep breath in, hunching over slightly to catch their breath. "Excuse me, das Fräulein. You left zis... Sorry if I startled you, I seen you leave and zought-"

The man looked mysterious but the way he spoke so softly, and the way the skin on the side of his eyes crinkled with his smiling eyes you realized your mistake in judgment. His words trailed off into the wind as you looked at the purse he was carrying. You noticed the way his fingers poked out from the gloves he wore, his hand nearly engulfing the bag as he leaned down slightly as he nudged the bag out to you. He made himself smaller, taking up as little space to give you the most comfort. It was odd but heart warming at the simple gesture. The more you looked at the purse the more you began to realized it was your purse, dumbfounded you stuttered over yourself realizing what the man was doing.

"Oh... Oh shit! Thank you sir, thank you so much..." You sheepishly reached out for your bag, your words becoming muffled as you nicked your fingers against his.

The soft grip you had on your purse loosened. You blinked once, then twice wondering why your vision began to blur. The small specks began to cloud your vision like television static. With each passing second they began to haze into what you can only call color. The sound of your bag hitting concrete made you jump in fright as the once dull world spouted in colors you had no name for. The reds, blues, and yellows formed different shades and hues all together. You were so ecstatic, surprised and frightened all at the same time. The light from signs shined brightly in neon color, and even the skin upon your body glowed dimly.

"Mein Gott," His voice rang through the chilly air, his thick accent making your ears tingle.

Did he always have an accent, you couldn't remember. The past events becoming nothing but a blur of colors clouding each and every past event. Life flashed before your eyes surrounding each moment in sprouts of golden rays of sunshine, and purple hues of dusk. Your mind buzzed as your heart began to thumped loudly against your chest, beating so roughly you could hear it pound against your ear drums. The stutter of your words and shallow breaths creating a symphony with your racing mind and heart, soothing any worry but strumming a new found feeling.

You looked up at the tower of a man, examining him. His facial expression couldn't be seen behind the black medical mask, his dark gray hoodie helping in obstructing his features. You could tell, from the widened eyes and frantic movement, that he was trying hard to piece together what you had so easily accepted. The new feeling becoming increasingly more prominent as he tripped over himself to step back and look at the world that was once black and white.

Looking at his body language and ogling eyes, you knew this feeling was none other than philophobia. You've heard of it being a side effect of finding your soulmate, a feeling that wasn't unusual but not often heard of. You pieced together the moment this phobia affected you. After hearing Sean's story and seeing Mike's expression, it struck you the wrong way. You knew it would hurt when you witnessed their heart break.

Those thoughts kept racing through your mind, tainting any happy emotion you once felt. Your body moved on its own as you quickly snatched up your bag and turning toward Sean, his facial expression filled with worry as you laced your fingers with his. Sean couldn't even get a word in as you pulled him to keep in step with you.

"H-Hey vait!? Liebe?" The mans words were gut wrenching as you kept walking, your eyes misty from the sudden rush of fear and adrenaline.

Your emotions were going haywire, the anxiety itching at your body as you began to jog but remembering the pain in the mans eyes began to break your heart even more. You began sprinting toward your apartment, hoping you could run from the feeling racing after you. Sean surprisingly kept up with you, his screaming questions fell on deaf ears. Only when you apartment door shut behind you, were you finally able to breathe. The tears finally beginning to fall passed your lashes and stream down your cheeks, your hiccups turning into loud sobs as you fell onto the floor covering your eyes with your jacket sleeve.

Sean watched in horror as you broke down. He stood awkwardly for what felt like forever, not making a sound or moving an inch. His mind raced, not only did Mike confess everything but something happened to you while talking to that German man. He couldn't wrap his mind around it, all he knew was he couldn't bare to see you shivering from the cold or watch your knuckles turn white as you gripped your hair. It reminded him of when he first met Mike, the touch was so hypnotizing yet so existential. He understood your pain.

Sean sunk down next to you, his hands gently running over the back of the (f/c) jacket you wore. He could feel the icy pins against his fingertips as he tried his best to comb your hair back, his hands gently holding your own. The words he wanted you to hear couldn't surface, not when you looked up at him with red eyes and tear stained cheeks. Your cheeks were red from the cold, small specs of snot forming at the bottom of your nose as you sniffled and wiped away at your drenched face.

"Are you okay?" He couldn't even speak clearly as his words caught in his throat. Sean knew he was going to cry again, watching as you shook your head. You nuzzled into his arm while continuing to sniff and sob. He knew what you were feeling, happy he could be useful for once.

"He's the one, wasn't he?" Sean's words rang in your ears.

Once again you nodded, trying your best to keep still as your muffled cries bounced off the apartment walls, keeping you from ever finding the words you needed to speak. Sean chuckled, tears beginning to slip down his cheeks. His chuckling turned into a fit of crying laughter as he engulfed you in a hug, rocking you back and forth and shushing you.

It had been months with no sign of the mystery man. You assumed he was visiting for only a few days, shooting your chances of meeting him down to a slim 0.1% chance and with no way of knowing for sure, those numbers dropped further. Most days went by without fault, enjoying the new perspective and sights. While other days you couldn't even close your eyes without being blinded by the colors around you, and the existential crisis creeping up your spin at every waking moment.

Sean had yet to talk to Mike, leaving you both in a spiraling loop of love and fear, yearning yet repressing. However, you were envious Sean got to see Mike nearly everyday, while you had no hope of finding the German man again. You tried to remember more details about him besides his height and kindness.

The days continued to pass in a blur, Mike and Sean deciding to take it slow not denying nor establishing their relationship. All was looking up with your promotion and having your two friends back, but the ache in your chest never ceased.

"Can I get another glass, please?" You waved your empty wine glass at the waiter, who gave you an annoyed look but forced a smile as you hummed in delight at the amber liquid filling the glass.

"Slow down, (y/n)..." Sean's cautious words flew passed your head as you fumbled the fork in your hand, the small bits of steak falling back onto your plate as you glared at the inanimate object.

Sean nudged your side slightly as you hummed, still focused on the fork between your fingers to keep it steady. Mike chuckled at your childish behavior while Sean rubbed his temple in frustration.

"Come on, do you need me to feed you?" His words repeated in your head as you chuckled, leaning against his shoulder playfully. Before laughing devilishly as you finally got the piece of meat onto your utensil. "I think I can do it myself dad."

You finally agreed to a night out as a third wheel so Sean and Mike could go on a date, which was a mistake if you asked Sean. However, you enjoyed the night of laughter and lighthearted jokes. It silenced the voices and pains in your chest, something you needed after stressing for months. Sean knew this, just as much as Mike. It was kind of funny to watch them sneak glances and gentle touches, something that soothed the 'unknown feeling' according to Sean.

"Can you guys get a room, I don't need to be here for this." Your drunken giggle made both of them jump in place as you watched Sean's expression turn from annoyance to sympathy. It made your stomach turn, not in a good way either. Something in you told you to leave, it must have been the rumble in your stomach and the salty taste on your tongue as saliva began to fill your mouth.

Without any warning you shimmied out of the booth, making your way to the bathroom but stopping midway to glance back to your friend. His blue eyes shined brighter when he looked into the oak eyes admiring him. His dirty blonde hair slicked back and the blue dress shirt complimenting his features. It wasn't to long ago when all those colors were black and white, odd shades of grey that had no meaning. The world around you was surreal, hypnotic, a dream.

You leaned against the bathroom sink to rinse off your face, the cold water hiding the stray tears that slipped passed your eyes. Your heart thumped against your ears, the line between panic and attack becoming increasingly prominent. The knock at the bathroom door made your body calm, only focusing on the voice from the other side.

You walked out of the bathroom, a quick apology to the lady giving you an annoyed glance before she scurried into the room. Your racing thoughts ceased before adrenaline kicked in, the warmth radiating at your finger tips increased as you rounded the corner. Your heart dropped, seeing a familiar hunched over figure standing by your booth. Sean and Mike making quick conversation with the towering man as you stood dead in your tracks. It couldn't be, your mind couldn't accept it. He was here, after all the wasted energy looking for him, he was here.

You felt your body go numb, admiring the way he slouched and gestured with his large hands. Your heart skipped a beat noticing the light brown hai hair, the way it sat curled at his shoulders. The jacket he wore was nowhere in sight, for a moment you questioned if it really was him. You could see the scruff of a beard at his chin, the familiar black medical mask pulled down to his neck gently tugging his ears down as he spoke. Then it happened, he smiled. His teeth showed through the thin of his chapped lips, you narrowed your gaze on his blue eyes watching the way the corner of them crinkled. A chill ran down your spin as you shuddered, loving the familiar warmth at the pit of your stomach. It really was him...

You watched as Sean turned his gaze toward you, a warm smile and loving gaze. It was to good to be true. Sean waved you over, at the sudden change of Sean's attention the man turned his attention toward you. You felt that same feeling from before. The existential crisis crawled down your spine in a bone chilling realization, it wasn't a dream. His soft gaze making you putty where you stood, his hand coming up to wave at you in a joyful manner. You couldn't deny the way your heart soared at his sweetness, nor could you control the way your body moved toward him.

Mesmerizing, that's the best way you could describe him. He pulled you in without even trying, capturing you in bliss at a single glance. Before you knew it you were standing in front of him, looking up at his nervous expression. His gaze was still soft as he stared down at you, the corners of his mouth twitched like he was fighting a large smile.

"Hello, Liebe. I'm happy to see you again." His voice was soft as silk as his small exhale of breath littered across your face.

Your nose scrunched at the faint hint of alcohol and fruit on his breath, finding the scent welcoming. You inhaled so sharply you could see him stiffen at the sound, you must have scared him. Without any warning, you quickly stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him. He let out a surprised sound at your loving embrace, his arms stiffening at his sides. You could feel the philophobia crawling around your mind, however, you kept your hold against him not letting go. Your hands gently clasping together as you nuzzled your face into the place between his stomach and chest. Loving the way your body melted into his.

You felt his finger tips tickle your back as his palms followed, one hand barely below your bra strap and the other nestled against the messy length of your hair. You felt the existential feeling subside.

"I looked for you everywhere. I'm so glad I finally find you uh..." your words drowned into the fabric of his long sleeve shirt, the muscles on his forearms flexed slightly as he tightened his grip.

"König, you can call me König." He spoke so softly, feeling the rumble of each syllable against your ear as he spoke.

"It's nice to finally meet you König-again I mean-we-I'm-" You felt his body bounce as he chuckled, cutting you off as you began to blush from embarrassment.

"(Y/n), right? Your friend Sean mentioned your name earlier. Sorry-" his words trailed off as you enjoyed his rambling, loving every few accented words that layered thick in German slang.

You nodded your head as you released your grip from around him, feeling your face hurt from how hard you were smiling. He seemed to have a similar problem as he tried his best to hide his smile by lifting up his mask. His teeth showing just before he turned his head away from nervousness.

König couldn't keep his eyes off the way you swayed back and forth on your heels, your nervous chatter being music to his ears as you pointed toward Sean and Mike. He couldn't help remembering the day he met you, watching from afar as you comforted a crying friend. The way you rolled your eyes and smiled playfully, or how your laughter would harmonize with the music playing.

He was going to be your savior when Mike had threatened you and Sean, but before he could even stand you had stopped him dead in his tracks. The way your once calm composure was quickly blinded by a hidden rage. The way you were quick on your feet to shove Mike back and using such force it had made his heart jump. He could see the fear in your eyes but the way you stood tall and confident he was at a complete loss for words with your courage. He couldn't deny he was envious of that.

Even when Mike charged for you, you were quick on your feet in dodging his attack, your sundress flowed along your curves perfectly. But you had let your guard down when Mike countered you with a shove of his shoulder. He just about lost his shit when he stood from his seat, his hands balling into fists but you surprised him again with the way you had wiped away the dust off your dress when you stood back up, that familiar fire in your eyes ready to take another hit protecting someone dear.

You were perfect in every angle, even when he had frightened you while giving back your purse. The warmth that radiated through his entire body when your hands touched, the world he once knew crumbled into pigments he was absolutely frightened to see. As much as he felt excitement he was also frightened at the sudden change in a new world. The fear didn't last long when he realized you were his soulmate, some good news he needed that day but when he seen the tears threatening to spill down your face or when you turned to run from him, his heart broke. Scared he had done something wrong or scared you off with how he looked, he wasn't stupid he knew he intimidated people with his height.

The existential crisis started right after he left your city, that night he laid awake thinking of you. When he did finally get some sleep you were dancing around his dreams with gentle touches and soft sounds, his heart would race at every breath and word your spoke. He couldn't drown you out, only when the blood littered across his mask and coated his gloves, only then was he able to drown you out. It wasn't healthy, it wasn't okay to become more of a blood lust beast when all he wanted was to be in your presence again.

When he was finally came back he sat in a hot shower hoping a night at the bar would keep his mind away from your tear stained face and tuning figure. Deep down he prayed he'd run into you again, even if it took his entire stay to get even a glimpse of you. But seeing you here, seeing a smile instead of tears was what he needed, it was what he ached for.

He couldn't fall for you more, watching at you tucked your flower covered sundress against the back of your thighs. Your hand gently tapping the spot beside you with a welcoming smile that had his heart melting. Even if you had been scared, he was taken away by the fact you looked for him after all this time. You were holding his hand in your own as you rolled your eyes at Sean's playful jokes and stories of your high school years.

He didn't know if you felt the same but having you leaning against his arm made his mind go crazy, his heart thumped against his chest when you looked up at him waiting for him to speak.

"König? You okay?" Your voice was smooth as silk as you linked your arm with his.

Your facial expression had him putty in your hands, the way your brows knitted together in worry and the way your lips formed in a slight tight lipped smile. He couldn't help but gently push the few strands of hair out of your face, feeling your cheeks burn against his finger tips. You melted into his touch as you leaned into the palm of his hand and looking up at him with those starry eyes.

In that moment König was finally grounded again.

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If this flops I'm never writing again💀

Spicy Pt 2 tho👀

#konig modern warfare #konig x y/n #soulmate au #soulmates #black and white #konig x you #love #mw2 #mw2 fanart #mw2 x reader #mw2 könig

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half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk · 3 months

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Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 19 AND 20 😳

straight into it again batchers 🤟

The Bad Batch 1x15

Crosshair coming to visit Hunter how sweet 💕

Echo teaching Omega to stay focused while being stressed 🥺

every time I see Rampart I wanna smash his face in a little bit more

Omega with her secret base 🥷

her wet droopy hair 🥺

Tech looks like Korkie rn he's a ginger in the light

Echo checking in on Omega 😭

Crosshair you need to listen to Hunter he's right

Hunter: "we didn't have a choice" Crosshair: "and I did?" 😭😭😭😭😭

Omega: "experimental unit 99 began right here" Wrecker: "is that true?" Tech: "how could I possibly know that?" 💀

where are all the other clones "reassigned and transferred offworld" ??? op what does this mean

"guess you were wrong about that" lmao Wrecker

Crosshair listen here you sassy little-

siblings always know when you're lying 🤭

Crosshairs whole speech in the training room....

"I'm going to give you what you never gave me ...a chance" 😭😭😭

"we're not like the regs, we never have been" - this line sounds the most like a reg Crosshair has sounded was this on purpose ??

Crosshair cutting the binders with Hunter's knife AJDJSKAJFL

Tech spotting the discs and silently telling Wrecker !!! I'm jumping over my couches

BDIWOANSHWUAALLDNFIWIANFJEK WHEN CROSSHAIR SHOOTS ALL THE OTHER SOLDIERS WHEN HE- WHEN I- I'VE GONE INSANE-

Crosshair never wanted to kill them he wanted them back 😭😭😭😭😭

THEIR FACES THE MUSIC THE ENTIRE SCENE THEYRE WORKING TOGETHER IVE SURPASSED INSANITY

Tarkin 🤢🤢

Crosshair's holding his head 👀 Chips still there !!

them fighting about the chip 😭 Tech scan his brain pls

Omega hugging Hunter 🤲🥺😭🥰

the completely empty rooms I can't

the regs who open fire 👀 Slip???

I can't deal with watching tipoca city fall 😭

I can't deal with them watching it fall 😭😭😭

THE OUTRO-

The bad batch 1x16

the silence after the blast knocks them down

Crosshair woke up as they slid and I think Echo was out 🥺

that poor reg with the status report I wanna hug him so bad 💔

oop they were all out not just Echo

Tech: *can't hack the door* Wrecker: "I can" kinfe knife knife knife knife

Tech is pulling the door with his fingers 🥺

Wrecker gently catching Omega and passing her to Echo who just holds her for a bit 🥺🤲🥰💔😭💕

then Crosshair just slides into Hunters foot lmaooo

I don't think Crosshair knew what the empire was planning ?? he just wakes up and blames the boys for it ??

them all stopping to look at the water filling up in the baby clone room with all the empty tubes 😭

Omega catching AZI 🥺

DID CROSSHAIR JUST CATCH ECHO 👀

the last time they're all in their room together 💔

lmao Echo with the smell 💀

SHE just saved your ass Crosshair settle down

sibling squabbles turning into heartfelt convos 🥲 Wrecker missed Crosshair so much

theres always a bigger fish

they're all just sitting together to catch their breath 🤲

all back in the lab together 🥲

mhm Crosshair she's your BIG sister show her some respect

CROSSHAIR THIS IS NOT OMEGAS FAULT YOU BUTTHEAD

you sound an awful lot like a clone with an inhibitor chip rn buddy 👀

also sounds like Saw Gerrera which is never a good sign

"all you'll ever be to them is a number" ~ Hunter, then Crosshair's head immediately starts hurting hmmmm 🤔

I think it's still in there and its starting to stop working similar to Tup... possibly bc he got a little fried on that side of his head...

ptsd for Echo being in that tube 🥲💔

Omega doing the blasting instead of Wrecker !!

They're hugging in the tubes I know it

Omega's worried voice 🥺

"I'm going after AZI" 😭

CROSSHAIR 💕💕💕💕

Hunter's nervous hands tapping waiting for Omega to come up 🥺🥲

then him picking her up out of the water and his "I've gotcha" 😭😭😭😭😭

Crosshair handing over his rifle while the other three are ready to shoot him 🥲

Hunter holding Omega's hand- I'm gone y'all

Crosshair refusing to look at them while they're looking at him 💔

the sun shining on kamino after all of that, like the calm *after* the storm... which is unsettling bc it's usually the calm before the storm

Hunter picking Omega up again 🤲 he's so gentle

them all just staring at where their home used to be 💔😭

Wrecker holding AZI like a baby 🥺

they all look so dad (I tried to type sad but both works)

Hunter's soft smile telling Omega it's time to go 🥰

Hunter watching Omega and Crosshair talking

"you're still their brother, Crosshair. You're my brother too." star wars wants me to never stop crying as if I'm not already dehydrated enough

not thinking about how that was the last thing he heard for how many weeks??

FKN TANTISS

all the clone commandos everywhere 👀 the rest of delta squad when

WE DID IT !!! WE FINISHED SEASON 1 💕

Now I'm going to speed watch s2 in the next 2 days omg my emotions won't survive lmao

thanks everyone who's followed along and interacted so far I love seeing love for tbb so seeing people enjoying my responses makes me super happy 💕 I hope tbb3 is good to us 🙏

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nekropsii · 1 year

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As a Homestuck fan, Homestuck has completely deep fried some of y'all's brains with lethal amounts of irony poisoning. This fanbase is fucking weird about minorities and the source of it probably lies in the work and fandom itself normalizing that kind of behavior. There's a lot of reasons why I go out of my way to not follow many Homestuck blogs, but that's definitely a big one. A lot of people need to learn that a bigoted joke is still bigoted. Making that joke enough times will lead to internalization of its contents. It'll get normalized to you whether you like it or not, and that satire will become unrecognizable as such. Irony poisoning awaits.

Weirdness about minorities extends beyond jokes. Many people try to fix Homestuck by internally increasing the diversity within it, but don't take a step back to process what needs to be fixed in the first place and why. They don't evaluate what bigotries Hussie held that influenced the ways in which he wrote things. There's often no effort made to mitigating or evaluating the racism in any real capacity, and oftentimes when people do make an effort to do so, they're shut down. Painting bigotry in progressive paint with no efforts made to reconcile or be critical of it is about the same as dousing a shit in glitter. The smell's still there, it's just prettier to look at now. It doesn't get rid of the problem. Don't like it.

#sorry not sorry!#many claim themselves progressive but dont take a step back to examine the work and its bigotry critically #and evaluate how it affects and has affected their worldview and how they interact with and see different kinds of people.#homestuck #homestuck meta #homestuck fandom #andrew hussie #homestuck.pdf #nekro.pdf #nekro.txt

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spacefinch · 1 year

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Pokemon Incorrect Quotes: Unova Edition

Hugh: *handing out smiley balloons* I have no soul. Have a nice day!

Colress: I don't have one either.

Drayden: Let me see what you have!

Iris: A knife!

Drayden: NO!

Cilan: Fun fact! Blueberries are the only fruit named after a color.

Iris: Star fruit?

Cilan: ♥️ So close! That is a shape ♥️

Colresss: Welcome to physics!

*science project explodes*

*screaming*

Hilda: 🎶 ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY, ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY, ANNIE 🎶

Hilbert: *banging pots and pans*

Hilda: 🎶 ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY, WILL YOU TELL US THAT YOU’RE OKAY 🎶

Teacher: Uh, Cheren, can you read number 23 for the class, please?

Cheren: No, I cannot. What up, I’m Cheren, I’m 19, and I never fricking learned how to read.

Chili: Hi, welcome to Chili's.

Elesa: Hey, I’m lesbian.

Emmet: I thought you were Unovan.

Clay: I wanna be a cowboy, baby!

Alder: Hell yeah!

Clay: I wanna be a cowboy, baby!

Hilbert: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Cheren: Why are you guys reblogging this in December?

Hilda: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Rosa: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Cheren: It is February, you ANIMALS

Nate: TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

Emmet: "Average person eats 8 spiders a year" factoid, actually statistical error. Average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave and eats over 10,000 every day, is an outlier and should not have been counted.

Chili: Oh sorry, I fell asleep while I was waiting on you to make me a sandwich.

Cress: Go back to sleep AND STARVE.

Ingo: Perhaps it is the context in which words are spoken that gives them the power of meaning. *yelling* I LOVE YOU, JOLTIK!

Emmet, banging on pots and pans: I DON'T GET NO SLEEP 'CAUSE OF YOU! Y'ALL NOT GONNA GET NO SLEEP 'CAUSE OF ME!

Hilda: Would you like something to drink? *opens fridge* We have water, milk, juice, Joltiks, Dr. Pepper…

Cheren: Joltiks?

Hilda: Joltiks it is, then.

Cheren: Wait, that’s not what I meant—

But she was already pouring him a brimming glass of Joltiks.

Ingo and Emmet: *in the middle of an intense Pokemon battle*

Hilbert: Can I get a waffle? Can I PLEASE get a waffle?

After said battle:

Hilbert, pointing at the losing Pokemon: He need some milk

Ingo: Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does!

Rosa (pointing at a flock of Swanna): Look at all those chickens!

Ingo: *filming in selfie mode*

Emmet: (in background) Bop it! Twist it! Pull it!

Colress (grinning): I'M GOING TO JAIL!

Cheren: Tumblr is just talking to yourself but with an audience.

Cilan: That’s called a soliloquy.

Cheren: Found the theater kid. Get em boys.

Iris: Hey OP, how do we know you’re not a theater kid?

Cheren: I’M AN ENGLISH LIT MAJOR, YOUR HONOR

Cilan: Eating chips with chopsticks is unironically galaxy brain. Your fingers don’t get greasy and it lasts for longer.

Chili: Fork

Cilan: Oh, yeah, I’m going to stab my crunchy foods and make them fall apart like an absolute absentminded dunce, fool, clown, jester, like a monstrous moron, an idiot of Shakespearean proportions, a cretin.

Cress: Um, you seem to forget that ‘chips’ can also mean fries. And that’s probably what he was talking about, haha

Cilan: I did not forget anything. I purposely ignore the idea of using British vocabulary to do my part in helping it die out.

Cilan: KNOWLEDGE is knowing that a tomato is technically a fruit.

Cress: WISDOM is not putting it in a fruit salad.

Chili: PHILOSOPHY is wondering if a tomato is a fruit, does that make ketchup a smoothie?

Cheren: COMMON SENSE is knowing that ketchup isn't a smoothie.

Ingo: I went to the store and bought Quick Oats. The next day, my brother came back with Instant Oats. I will not be humiliated like this. I must now find an even sooner oat.

Hilbert: I hope nobody is evil

Ghetsis: >:)

Hilbert: Oh no

Elesa: Don’t post your negativity on a positive post.

Volkner: Electrons

Elesa: I should kick your ass.

Cilan: Being alive is great because there are so many different vegetables you can sauté. But then there are also the horrors.

Cheren: People who say ‘oof’ and people who say ‘bruh’ contribute nothing to a conversation.

Nate: OOF

Hilbert: BRUH

Ingo: Early to bed, early to rise, Burger King burger with Burger King fries

Skyla: Later to rise, later to bed, Burger King burger on Burger King bread

Elesa: Eat at morning, eat at night, I participate in a Burger King fight

Emmet: I slap my knees, I slap my thighs, tonight is the night that Burger King dies

Cheren: I currently have seven empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them.

Cilan: Put spaghetti in it.

Cheren: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone except you.

Bianca: Put spaghetti in it.

Cheren: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone except you two.

Nate: Put spaghetti in it.

Cheren: I am no longer taking suggestions.

Roxie: *playing guitar*

*suspicious crashing noises in distance*

Roxie: *plays guitar louder*

Hilbert: Big mood.

Emmet: What does that mean?

Hilbert: Well… it means, me too, I guess.

*the next day*

Ingo: I'm worried about Team Rocket using our subway system.

Emmet: Big mood, brother. Big mood.

Ingo: HILBERT WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

Hilbert: Z is just a sideways N

N: Please stop it

Hilbert: Zo

Elesa: I can't find my earbuds and Target is closed. This is a nightmare.

Burgh: Put a Durant in each ear and they will sing to you.

Elesa: Not a half-bad idea actually.

Emmet: I go to Home Depot

Emmet: I eat the tools

Ingo: Stop it

Emmet: Crumch

Roxie: Is it cheating to teach Toxic to every member of my Pokemon team?

Elesa: Not at all, I'd love to hear them sing it.

Clay: None of y’all know what propaganda actually is, do you?

Hilda: It’s when a British person takes a good look at something.

Elesa: What are you guys going to be for Halloween?

Ingo: Sad

Burgh: Gay

Skyla: Sexy

Emmet: Goblin

Ingo: What if I was evil and ran towards you at very fast speeds

Emmet: My arms are strong, I would catch you and hug you

Clay: Children, this is dirt.

Nate, Rosa, and Hugh: dirt? dirt? dirt? dirt? dirt?

Hilda: Shoutout to all the people who started saying “same” as a joke once in a while but now use it for the most random things like a car honking their horn at another car.

Cheren: Yesterday a book fell off my desk but instead of picking it up, I just looked at it for a second and said “same”

Hilbert: LOL same

Bianca: Why are we like this?

Cheren: Is there anything better than pussy?

Cheren: Yes, a really good book

Cheren: *plays the keyboard*

Hilbert: Who’s the hottest Uber driver you’ve ever had?

N: Ummm… I never went to Oovoo Javer.

*HAS NEVER WENT TO OOVOO JAVER*

Looker: Where’s the best place to buy fireworks?

Hugh: Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?

Looker: Where are your parents? Kid’s sketchy, back to you.

Emmet: *screams into jar and then screws on the lid* Everything’s fine.

Cilan: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire?

Nate: Microwave for 40 minutes

Cilan: Why were you microwaving a lemon??

Nate: I read boiling lemons helps cover up bad smells (I wanted to cover up the scent of burnt oranges), but I didn’t own any pots.

Cilan: Did you burn an orange too? How??

Nate: Microwave for 40 minutes

Classroom: *silence*

One of the students: turgle turgle

Cheren: WHO TURGLED

Hilda: Hey everyone, today my brother pushed me, so I'm starting a Kickstarter to put him down. Benefits of killing him would be that I get pushed way less—

Cheren: I get that you're angry, but killing Hilbert is not the solution.

Hilbert: When will Ted himself finally show up to the talk?

Bianca: The final boss

Cheren: Guys, you do realize that TED stands for Technology, Entertainment, and Design, right?

Hilda: I will not let Ted hide behind these lies any longer.

Cheren: I love the word methinks. It’s accurate. Me does think. Thinketh me do.

Hilbert: Methinks therefore me am.

Nate (bragging.): I know every digit of pi.

Nate: I don't know what order.

N: He doesn't know what order.

"Hey besties friendly reminder to drink water, feed your lab Rattata, turn off your evil nuclear generator, change out of your dirty lab coat, go for a walk, and take care of yourself!"

“@evilscientist13”

“COLRESS WAKE UP”

“@evilscientist13”

“COLRESS THE REACTOR”

(during a game of Uno)

Ingo: Brother, please, no.

Emmet: I’m sorry. I have to.

Ingo: Please, I’m begging you, after all we’ve been through?

Emmet: I’m sorry. [places a draw 4 card] Uno.

N: Any questions before I move on?

Porygon: *garbled electric noises*

N: ... Great. I really understood that well.

Elesa: This is camp.

Ingo: What does camp mean?

Emmet: Like when something is so yass and slay

Emmet: Do you think Joltiks take fall damage?

Ingo: Emmet, what the heck?

*at Drayden’s home in Opelucid City*

The Pokemon streaming service profiles read as follows:

Drayden: “Person who pays for the account”

Iris: “Granddaughter (Free pass)”

Ingo: “Parasite 1”

Emmet: “Parasite 2”

Cheren: How long does someone have to be dead before it's considered archaeology and not grave robbing?

Lenora: As an archaeologist, I find this a VERY AWKWARD QUESTION.

Cheren: Answer the question, grave robber.

Elesa: Carpe diem— seize the day

Skyla: Carpe noctem— seize the night

Emmet: Carpe natem— seize the ass

Ingo: Seriously, if you guys don't stop reblogging this, I am going to carpe someone's neck and break it.

Grimsley: Carpe collum— seize the neck

Cheren: Not all math puns are bad.

Cheren: Just sum of them.

Roxie: There is so much panic right now and not nearly enough disco.

Elesa: Where do bad rainbows go?

Skyla: …

Elesa: Prism. It's a light sentence.

Skyla: *groan*

Hilda: If you don't know the difference between "their," "they're", and "there", your a idiot.

Cheren: Well, this is awkward.

Hilbert: I was born ready!

Hilda: You were born in Nuvema Town.

Hilbert: When I was your age… (tells Hilda something he did a few minutes ago)

Nate: A theif

Cheren: Thief?

Nate: Theif

Cheren: I before e, except after c

Nate: Thceif

Cheren: No

Hilda: (singing) A potato flew around my room before you came—

Hilda, Hilbert, Cheren, and Bianca: AAAAAAAHHHHHH!

Hilbert: I'm nuts about these nuts. But you know what I'm also nuts about? My close good friends!

Hilbert: *gestures to Hilda, Cheren, Bianca, Nata, Rosa, Hugh, and N* My close good friends!

Ghetsis: Remember one time I liked you?

N: No.

Ghetsis: Good, because IT NEVER HAPPENED! *evil laugh*

Cilan: Would anyone like some stew? Would anyone like some stew? Would anyone like some stew?

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arctrooper69 · 2 years

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Love is Good Medicine

You're pregnant with Tech's baby and he wants to make sure everything will be ok...even if it is annoying at times.

A/N: Whatever y'all did, I think it might've worked? It took me the entire day to write this though and I forgot to drink water so my brain is a little fried. Whumptober 2022. Prompt #8: Everything Hurts and I'm Dying (Stomach Pain).

Warnings: Pregnant reader. Mention of injections. Mentions of nausea and other pregnancy symptoms. Lots of fluff.

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"Tech, my tummy hurts," you whined. Nausea washed over your tired body in waves. You closed your eyes, leaning back into your chair, waiting for it to pass. You'd been like this all morning.

"You need something in your stomach, y/n." Tech said from the other room, "you haven't eaten all day."

You rolled your eyes and placed a hand on your large pregnant belly. "I've already got something in my stomach. It isn't helping."

"If you're referring to the baby, it isn't in your stomach," he poked his head around the corner to look at you with his finger in the air. "Rather, your uterus. Or womb." He paused, coming into the room, "but you already knew that so I assume you were joking." He smiled and bent down to place a kiss on your cheek.

"Let's go for a walk," you kissed him back.

"You're supposed to be on bed rest, cyare." He gently scolded, standing back up.

"Tech pleeease!" You whined, trying to get to your feet, unsuccessfully. Tech bit back a chuckle watching you struggle to lift your heavily pregnant body from the armchair. He gently grabbed your upper arm, easing you back into the chair before you fell. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, resting his forehead on your own as he reached up to cup your face in his warm hands.

"Cyare, you can barely get up on your own. I'm not sure it would be wise to go out on a walk, right now."

You pouted, looking up at him with a quivering lip. Tech's heart nearly broke in two at seeing the tears begin to form. It didn't take much to make you cry nowadays. Tech knew it was the hormones but it still hurt seeing you so upset.

"How about I make you some of that herbal tea you like so much?" he suggested, gently brushing the tears away with his thumb. "It will help settle your stomach and I know it soothes you."

You looked out the window wistfully.

After you'd been prescribed bed rest for the remainder of your pregnancy, you had quickly realized that the Marauder was not going to be the best place for you to get the rest you needed. Tech agreed, and after discussion with the rest of the batch - and a lot of research - decided on a small cottage on Salucemi. It was far enough away from anything to allow you rest and privacy but close enough to Cut and Su in case of emergency. Tech wanted to be certain that there would be someone else there for you in the event that he was needed on the Marauder. His brothers ensured him that they'd be fine for the month or two he'd be gone, but Tech didn't want to leave anything to chance.

"Can't we just go on a little teeny tiny walk?" you begged, "I've been stuck inside for a month, Tech!"

Tech chewed his lip, you really were supposed to stay in bed.

"Please?" You sniffed and smiled up at him, holding his hand in yours.

He sighed, finding your pleas both amusing and endearing. He gently lifted your chin with a twinkle in his eye, kissing you softly on your lips. You giggled and he hummed in contentment.

"I suppose," he relented. He was finding it nearly impossible to say no. "I suppose getting some fresh air would be good for your health." You grinned widely.

Tech raised his infamous index finger and gently poked the tip of your nose. "As long as you take your medicine and let me get you something to eat first."

You wrinkled your nose at his demands, "Do I..."

"Yes." Tech kissed you again, anticipating your question. "I know you don't like it, cyar'ika, but the medicine is important for the health of both you and the baby."

You grumbled but you knew he was right as usual. "Okay fine. I guess I'll be good."

Tech smiled, "That's my girl."

He left and shortly came back with a steaming mug of tea and some toast with peanut butter spread across the top. For whatever reason, peanut butter toast was the only thing you'd been able to eat without being sick for the past week.

"Here," Tech handed you your vitamins and a small cup of water to wash them down.

When you'd finished, Tech led you gently to the bedroom. He kissed the back of your hand as he helped you onto the bed. "Now lie down and I'll be right back."

You frowned but did as you were told. Tech returned quickly with a syringe in hand.

"We'll get this over with quickly and then we can go outside, okay cyar'ika?"

You whined, hugging a pillow to your chest as you lay on your side.

You sniffed, glancing over your shoulder at Tech. He smiled softly and rubbed your back.

"No tears necessary. I'll be quick. I promise." He hated doing this to you but it was imperative you received all the vitamins and minerals you needed, especially considering your limited diet. He tugged down the waist of your pants and you shivered as he sterilized the area.

"And one..."

You squeaked as Tech quickly stuck the needle in with a fluid practiced motion and slowly pressed the plunger, releasing the medicine. It burned, nearly bringing tears to your eyes.

"Breathe, cyare. Almost done." He pulled out the needle and capped it, massaging the area with a warm hand to lessen the pain as he set the syringe aside. He leaned down and kissed the top of your ear, "All done. You did so good."

You turned to glare at him, "you didn't even count to three!"

Tech shrugged, "You tense up too much. It hurts less when you're not as tense."

"You're so mean," you grumbled.

Tech hummed into your ear as he climbed onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you from behind. He curled himself around you protectively, burying his face in your neck. "And does your stomach feel better now that you've eaten and taken your medicine?"

It did actually. The nausea you'd felt all morning was indeed gone thanks to the ministrations made by your husband. However, you weren't quite ready to admit that to him just yet.

"Hmm...I don't know?" you answered playfully.

Tech frowned, propping himself up onto his elbow. "What do you mean? Are you in pain?" You could almost hear the wheels turning in his mind going over any and all possible things that could be wrong with you.

"Tech?" You turned to look at him over your shoulder. His eyebrows were scrunched upwards like they did anytime he overanalyzed. You immediately felt bad. "Tech, honey, I was joking. I feel fine. You did good."

You rolled onto your back, causing Tech to scoot over, sitting up so he could look at you. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." You smiled and grabbed his hand and kissed it. Tech met your eyes and you grinned cheekily. He raised an eyebrow.

"Although," you began with a wink, placing his hand on your swollen stomach, "maybe you'd better check to make sure."

He smiled, eyes crinkling behind his goggles. "I suppose I had better examine you then. Wouldn't want to miss anything."

Maker, how'd you get a man like this? Tech wasn't only smart, he was strong, compassionate, sensual, and - oh maker - he was adorable.

You loved him and despite your initial disbelief, you knew he loved you too.

You grinned as he slowly lifted your shirt, exposing your very pregnant belly. He leaned down placing one hand on each side of the bump, placing a kiss just above your navel.

"Is that better?"

You closed your eyes and sighed in contentment.

"I'll take that as a yes."

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