#and even if u KNOW the names u come up with short phrases because it’s called being a fucking human

[muddlemore]

Saw some bitch comment about how “Tiana’s bayou adventure” is gonna be too hard to say/remember as if literally anyone uses the full names of the rides 💀

#and even if u KNOW the names u come up with short phrases because it’s called being a fucking human #parks are crowded and u have to move quick. whatever syllable u cling to of any ride is its name forever now #we were just at Epcot and the amount of people who count pronounce caballero was common. ratatouille even #it’s such a stupid fucking argument 😭 #I think the only ppl who say the full names of rides are the staff members #and that’s just to not confuse visitors. u KNOW amongst themselves they’re calling them ''the tall one'' n shit LOL #anyway. sorry for ranting and raving it’s fucking 4 am #shout out to the person who replied to them saying they’re just admitting they’re racist and illiterate 😭

[helladirections]

What do u think of the phrase “from the river to the sea Palestine will be free”? Apparently it’s antisemitic and I wanted ur opinion

Short answer: Yes, mostly.

Long answer: below the cut. I need to preface with a few things:

My statement on the war is the same as it has always been. Dying is bad, I am concerned about people living in imminent danger (including people I know and people I don't). Also, I have always been for a two state solution, human rights, self determination, etc. for everybody.

There's a narrative about how it's not necessarily the responsibility of a person to explain what is / isn't offensive to their culture / identity, which is valid. But most of my Jewish community is very into educating others, and I'd rather you come to me than not at all.

There's an old saying, "2 Jews, 3 opinions." So don't take what I have to say as the end all be all. Also, while I've spent a lot of time intentionally educating myself on this issue (especially beyond what they just teach us growing up), I have never claimed to be an expert.

Resources you might be interested in at the bottom.

Like most things in Judaism and surrounding modern day Israel, this answer can be a bit complicated when going into the full context. So please bear with me. And remember that one of our main texts (Talmud) is a tiny section of Torah surrounded by a giant page of two ancient rabbis literally arguing with each other. Please don't be mad that the answer isn't super easy.

First, a bit of history.

Claims to the land: Both Jews and Palestinians have ancestral claims to the piece of land that we call modern Israel. There's really not a way to argue around that, nor should anyone. In ancient times, Jews / Israelites / Hebrews were not the only people to be living there. Sometimes they lived in peace with others, sometimes they were at war. (As was typical for the time period). Up until about the time of the 1948 UN resolution, there wasn't really a concept of "Palestinians" as a specifically Arab people. Palestine was just one of the names used for the land, in addition to Israel, Zion, and others.

Theology: Jews have religious texts claiming that Israel is our homeland given by Gd. Much (but not all) of the religious context actually comes directly from the story of Passover, a holiday which is starting on Monday night. Jews were slaves in Egypt, Pharoah was bad, 10 plagues, parting of the Red Sea, 40 years in the desert, Israel. Etc. Do I think that this should actually matter in a modern day political / civil conflict? No. But I think it's worth mentioning for context because some people think it is relevant.

Religious Spaces: Jews, Christians, and Muslims all have highly important landmarks around what is now Israel.

Jews in the land: Although the Jews were as a whole kicked out of Israel in the post Temple period (after the second Temple was destroyed, leaving only the Western Wall that we have now), a portion of Jews remained in the area. Additionally, there has been a pretty through line of belief that Jews would some day be back in that land. (Also Passover: at the end of the service we say "next year in Jerusalem!") Zionism - the belief that there should be a modern state of Israel, has always existed in some form, although sometimes not using that name.

Modern Political Agreements: There were some phases of individual Jewish communities going into the land and building what is now Tel Aviv, parts of Jerusalem, etc. Then there was the British Mandate. I forget the timeline, but there were multiple international offers to give Jews a piece of land was smaller than what Israel is now, or didn't even include Jewish holy sites, and from my knowledge, most of the Jewish leaders at those times were ready to accept anything they were offered.

Then after the Holocaust, there were millions of displaced Jews with nowhere to go. One of the primary reasons why the UN established the modern state of Israel was to address that problem - No one wanted to let them in, they didn't want to go anywhere random, and a general sense that there had to be a place that Jews could go to a be safe if something like the Holocaust were to happen again. That UN resolution was in 1948. There has been on and off war in the region since well before 1948, but the day after that resolution, all hell broke loose.

Gaza & Hamas: A lot of progress has been made since 1948. Israel has peace treaties with many Arab countries, Egypt being a prime example. Most relevant to this question and this moment in time is that in 2005, Israel left Gaza. The Israeli government displaced tons of Jewish & non Jewish Israelis to give that land to Palestinians. After leaving, Gaza was left to govern itself. The government that was chosen was Hamas. Hamas is not really a government and does not look after its people, its goal is not to govern, but to destroy Israel. And not only to destroy Israel because it is the political entity, but because it is the Jewish state specifically.

Now, the actual phrase

Meaning of From The River to The Sea: This phrase directly references from the Jordan River to the Mediterranean Sea. It calls to completely eliminate the existence of the modern, democratic, Jewish state of Israel, and replace it with a modern, most likely undemocratic and led by Hamas, state of Palestine.

Also: This catchy chant was created and continues to be pushed by people who are antisemitic and want to destroy not only modern Israel, but see all Jews as inherently evil.

However: It's a catchy chant. People want peace, human rights, and self determination, just as I said above. If all the people around you are claiming to want those same things, and this is the catchy chant that has become part of the brand, it makes sense to join in on it.

Plus: From the the river to the sea, no one should be oppressed, deprived of human rights, or living in imminent danger. Dying is bad.

So what does that all mean?

One of the major reasons why modern Israel exists is for the protection of the Jewish people. One of the (many) major reasons why Palestinians do not have a modern state is because Hamas and other Palestinian leadership have refused to negotiate with Israel and have only ever called for its complete and total destruction. Hamas has always called for destruction through violent means not just because Israel is currently there, but because Israel is Jewish.

So my "final answer": The chant was created by, is in line with, and supports movements which not only seek to eliminate the modern state of Israel, but do so through violent and destructive means specifically because it is Jewish. Therefore, in my opinion and that of most of the Jewish community, From The River To The Sea Palestine Will Be Free is an antisemitic slogan.

Furthermore, regardless of if the slogan is defined formally as antisemitic or not, it often accompanies people and actions which make Jews, including myself, feel unsafe.

That being said, there have always been Jewish voices calling for the elimination of Israel. After all, 2 Jews, 3 Opinions. And, many, if not most, people who repeat that phrase don't know the full history and don't intend to be antisemitic - the Pro Palestinian movement has done a wonderful job at branding around human rights.

Some more of my opinions, just for the record if I still managed to have your attention.

Just because you disagree with a government or the way a country was formed, does not mean the country does not have a right to exist. I disagree with the American government almost all the time, and the founding of this country relied on abusing BIPOC. But America is here, and so we deal with it and try to make the best of it.

I hate Netanyahu. I always have. My grandpa, who used to like him, now hates him as much as I do. We talked last night about how he is making it so difficult to be Jewish around the world right now.

My definition of the word Zionism: The belief that modern Israel has a right to exist as a democratic Jewish state.

My perfect version of that land: People stop killing each other, everyone has the right to self governance, universal human rights, everyone has safe access to their own holy sites. I think the most likely way to get there is through some sort of two state solution. I do not know what the lines look like.

Israel policy and politics used to be a hobby for me, something I cared about and found interesting. It was also an entry point into my political career. Then it was my job. Now it's not fun and I do try to avoid it because I get too emotional and I can't really do anything about it anyway. I said Netanyahu is making it hard to be Jewish anywhere in the world, because diaspora Jews are constantly being blamed for the actions of an independent country. It gets hard.

I have generally avoided talking about October 7th, and the ongoing war. That is because there are images from that day that I cannot unsee. My intrusive thoughts are those images. It's not healthy for me to be plagued by that constantly.

You may have read me write about this before, but I know a lot of people in Israel right now. My best friend and her son - my nephew, live just west of Jerusalem in a small Orthodox community, which means it sometimes takes days for me to get responses from her after a big event, especially if it overlaps with Shabbat or another holiday. I check in with her just a couple of days ago though, and she said she's doing well and she feels safe.

Resources you might be interested in:

ADL on From The River to The Sea AJC on From The River to The Sea AP on From The River to The Sea

History.com overview of Israel history MyJewishLearning overview of Israel history US State Department on the creation of Israel in 1948 Brittanica on history & conflict in Israel

Anyway, I hope this answers your question, I'm sorry it was so long, and I'm aware that I'm about to get some hateful comments. If you are going to send me a hateful anon, just know that I'm going to block you, then check my blocked list, and know who you are. I'm not going to sacrifice my mental health and stability over people who don't understand the full context of what they are talking about and choose to just attack with hate.

#beep #yo #this got long but i think it's all important #dying is bad #I hope this answered the question #i know im about to get hate. but im just gonna keep reblogging harry and living my best life

[arbitrarygreay]

Symphogear attack names

@mimeparadox alerted me to the fact that Kirika's attack names are crimes against linguistics, so I started looking at all of the Gear users' attacks. Much thanks to the wiki, which helpfully compiles not only the attacks, but their title cards, the romanization, and the original text!

I'm only looking at anime attacks. From "least cringe" to "Kirika":

Miku: Two-character Chinese phrases. Short, sweet, dignified.

Hibiki: Cheating because she doesn't get attack name cards at all. See post-ranking paragraphs.

Mid-tier: Maria/Tsubasa/Kanade tie. These girls are chuuni, but are relatively self-aware enough to have some restraint. However, Tsubasa might actually be one tier up by a sliver. She's getting away with some shit by doing hers in foreign language calligraphy, but see the post-ranking paragraphs.

Chris: Name that rock band! Golden spot of delightful indulgence. I dare anyone to not smile whenever MEGADETH PARTY shows up like an old friend. Chris has one (1) genre on her music player, and she doesn't give a fuck.

Shirabe: [greek alphabet letter]-style: {[spinning reference] AND/OR [cutting thing/action reference] wrapper addition/s to make it chuuni}

Kirika: Aforementioned CRIMES AGAINST LINGUISTICS. Build a desired phrase. May or may not include kana-ized English referencing a western fictional character. Add chuuni Japanese as necessary. Find phonetic syllables in Japanese that can be represented by tortured kanji readings that fit desired meaning. Substitute other kana with English alphabet letters. Featuring such great hits as:

災輪・TぃN渦ぁBェル

愚焔・PぇtttE炉

断殺・邪刃ウォttKKK (did you know that you spell Jabberwock with "t"s? that's how Kirika rolls, death)

兇脚・Gぁ厘ィBアa

So, like, there are indications that these aren't relic-defined names, but things that the girls themselves came up with. The strongest evidence for this is Gungnir, which has three users across the length of the show. Not only does the show make it explicit that Hibiki is coming up with the attack names herself, as they are called "Hibiki Style", but even the two who are using Gungnir as intended, Kanade and Maria, have their attacks names tailored to them. Kanade's all involve the "∞" sign, which don't show up in Hibiki or Maria's attacks.

Maria and Chris also both present even stronger evidence, as the rare users who have performed attacks across two different relics, and their tailored quirks are present in both. With Gungnir and Airgetlam, Maria's attacks feature the "†" sign splitting capitalized English. With both Nehushtan and Ichaival, Chris features rock band references in Old English font.

And this isn't even getting into the NONSENSE when combo attacks enter the fray, as each girl's naming quirks get thrown into a blender. Not only do we have Shirabe and Kirika throwing their Greek-letter-tortured-kanji-random-romanized-letters shit together into the likes of "禁合β式・Zあ破刃惨無uうNN", but then you add Maria's cross-capitalized-English-chuuni, and get "禁結終Ω式・爍機†TRINITY".

Another canon case of an attack evidently being named by a person is S2CA, which is short for "Superb Song Combination Arts", despite the fact that it makes zero sense in Japanese, where "Superb Song" is "Zessho". Forced acronyms transcend the curse of Balal!

(Tsubasa sidebar: so if we're assuming that attacks are named by their users, then the likelihood that Tsubasa's attacks are actually more chuuni in the original Japanese goes way up. Tsubasa doesn't know what normal is! Her baseline standard is the Kazanari family, and her ninja idol manager! Not to mention that her main transformation song is already borderline self parody in S2. Japanese imagery, sword, sword, blade, sword, blade, blade, I am sword, sword is me, etc. Maria and Kanade's attack names are constrained by being only 1-2 English words. Tsubasa out here throwing out flowery whole scroll calligraphy. Every added character brings her closer to Shirabe and Kirika's level.)

You may notice that this ranking suspiciously seems to follow the level of lack of blood family and divorce from civilian life. Chris, Maria, Shirabe, and Kirika are all orphans who were coerced into exploitation. However, Maria still had Serena, who overtly shares her surname, which suggests blood ties (they still don't share Anastassia's surname).

One step further on this, though, is that Chris was yet still closer to Kanade's situation in that she did know who her civilian parents were before she lost them. The Yukine surname was never in question, which is not necessarily the case for the Receptor Children. It's possible that some of these kids may have chosen their surnames for themselves after being freed from captivity.

Which would explain why you can get a Gundam-ass name like "Maria Cadenzavna Eve", which makes little to no sense in terms of ethnic name origin. Maria is Greek+Latin via Hebrew, Eve is English via Latinized Hebrew, and then Cadenzavna is a nonsense mishmash of Italian and Eastern European.

"Kusanagi Motoko" from Ghost in the Shell is a pseudonym (admitted canonically in 2nd gig), which is something like "(plain) Jane Excalibur". It seems obvious to me that "Akatsuki Kirika" and "Tsukuyomi Shirabe" are similar. The music/sound-based given names apply across most all of the Gear users, but I can easily see these two goobers picking the edgiest surnames (with shared moon connotations!) for themselves. Which, per the first half of this post, is reinforced by how chuuni their self-defined attack names are. (Meanwhile, Maria loses her little sister called Serena, and then replaces her with two girls with moon-associated surnames, eh. Maria, the Eastern European who would have been more likely to watch a dub of an anime than the sub, and wore that odango hairstyle as a child...)

#symphogear #senki zesshou symphogear #akatsuki kirika #tsukuyomi shirabe #maria cadenzavna eve #yukine chris #category: anime

[dee-is-for-lots-of-things]

one of the little subtleties in season of mists i love is the subtly different way Dream presents himself to the different ambassadors, like even down to what he’s wearing. he’s slightly different for everyone and i love thinkin about the attention to detail, it would have been so easy for him to be just in his full on dream king mode all the time but instead we get this (sorry this is gonna be long but i love this. its a sandman blog this is what u signed up for lol)

the first one to show up is odin, who offers up a prediction of ragnarok containing a fragment of dream’s soul

dream is in his casual moping outfit, t shirt and probably jeans, but sits above odin. it’s possible this is to sort of remind odin that dream is in charge here, since odin is a trickster and considers tricking dream through basically the whole book. the candles are probably a reference to something smart neil gaiman read but i just think they also add to the neat border, separating odin and dream.

he’s also pretty polite to odin, genuinely considering the offer and generally being nice about it (well. nice for dream lol)

next we cut to jemmy (ambassador for chaos)

this is immediately distinct because she’s stood so close to him. while odin was a little bit away and dream was sat above him, here thanks to the height difference that’s already there i guess he didnt think he needed to bother

dream is much harsher to her than odin (although not the worst he gets) the other think i wanna say is i think the image of dream with his balloon is very sweet

the candles are back when order’s messenger shows up, and he’s put his big dramatic coat on for being big and dramatic in. with the wide shot at the end the candles seem to once again be a barrier, this time against the floating emissary, shielding dream and keeping him in a little circle (whether this is the intention of dream or it’s a fun little bit of imagery to show how isolated dream has made himself, who’s to say)

he’s also a lot meaner again, outright dismissing kilderkin, which shows that he was being very nice to odin at the beginning. maybe he puts on his coat to be scarier after chaos just straight up threatened him

i always enjoy a shift in artstyle to represent the perspectives of other cultures, especially dream in similar clothes that i do not know the name of (sorry) also it’s weird seeing him in blue instead of black, obviously the way they draw black often uses blue to highlight but idk it’s just different and i like it. his words are similar to how he spoke to odin, and the offer is considered on the same level

bast and dream have at least something of a history together (correct me if im wrong it’s a while since i last read brief lives) and are a lot more direct. maybe the short, single word phrases mean he’s slightly taken aback or maybe it means this is the fifth meeting he’s had and he just remembered there’s still more to come and is very tired

also, lovin the collar

matthew interlude! this is very cute. moving swiftly on!

in terms of his physical presentation, i think azazel is the most interesting. for one thing, he’s hovering to match, and his cloak thing idk what to call it has a bunch of layers overlapping much like azazel’s many eyes mouths etc. the fact that azazel is the one one to really take offense with his cautious diplomatic tone is fun but not really unexpected, he’s a fucking demon.

oh also he’s back in his t shirt when the angels come and take the key. worth mentioning but i forgot to get screenshots lol

#writing this up makes me wanna get that annotated sandman book #comicc #season of mists #sandman #the sandman #lily liveblogs #dream of the endless #neil gaiman #long post #sorry but also not sorry

[tf2shipswag]

Listen. I don’t care about most of the ship names. I don’t really know what they mean. But Napoleon Complex? I’m guessing Napoleon is supposed to be Spy, and Complex is supposed to be Engineer.

But the thing is. He was more ITALIAN THAN FRENCH. The island where he was born wasn’t even French until 15 months before he was born.

I don’t know if this part is true, but I saw something saying he didn’t even LIKE THE FRENCH growing up, and preferred where he was born, which he considered different from France.

okay i'm gonna go into why i like the ship name napoleon complex, this isn't meant to come off as aggressive or anything. i just now have an excuse to go into how much i like the silly tf2 ship name FDAHJFSAJFKSA

okay so from what i've gathered, it comes from napoleon because like he was an angry little man or smth i don't know shit about napoleon in all honesty. i just know what the phrase 'napoleon complex' means FSAKLLFKSA

okay. the whole 'domineering or aggressive attitude as a form of compensation.'

spy doesn't have a whole lot of health, nor does he portray much physical strength. his whole thing is that he shows his strength in more strategical areas [backstabbing, disguising, etc.]. and by GOD is he arrogant. he's overcompensating his physical weaknesses with his whole arrogant and suave manner shit. he's incredibly gay about it too but that's besides the point

and then engineer's part of the whole compensation thing, you COULD just very well put it as 'he's short'. and it'd get the point across but since i'm making a whole post about it i'll go into my interpretation of it [which could be considered a bit more in depth than it's meant to be but whatever i'm having fun].

engineer's the grandson of radigan conagher. the man who MADE the immortality machines that kept redmond mann and blutarch mann alive. the conagher name goes a LONG way back with mann co.'s history. both his grandfather and father worked as mercenaries.

[based on how i interpret engineer] there's no way that he doesn't feel the need to live up to the conagher name in some way or form. he's got the 11 degrees, he's got the whole 'polite southern charm,' and he's by no means physically weak.

you can't sit here and tell me he just 'had it all' from the start. he's had to put in work to some degree, and i'm sure that's a whole mental burden. anyways i'm getting a bit off track, my point is, he feels the need to overcompensate for any small bit of weakness he finds, because he wants to live up to the title of 'dell conagher.'

and people tend to call engie 'the sane one' [there's no sane one, there's other posts that go into this but that's not what i'm here to talk about], but he still get's arrogant about his kills, i mean they all do. but combined with the previous point, you can't tell me his voice lines don't add to the whole thing. he's also incredibly homosexual about it

if anyone wants to send in more asks abt general tf2 things tbh i had a lot of fun writing this so. thank u FJSAKLFSA

and once AGAIN this isn't supposed to be an attack or anything i'm just using this ask as an excuse to talk about things i like. anon i'm sorry if this came off as passive aggressive i did not mean for it to FSAJKFJKLSA

#long post #engiespy #tf2 engineer x spy #tf2 napoleon complex #practical espionage

[blnk338]

Can I ask a super personal question? I don't know what your sexuality is and you don't have to say of course but if you were say, bi. Would you be able to come out to your mom seeing how "rocky" your relationship is (I'm not sure how to phrase this, just remember u saying something about it not being the best)? And how would you approach the topic? Or maybe it would be better to take Nadya/mom as an example? I'm having trouble remembering what her mom's reaction was or if Nadya ever told her? Sorry if it's too out there, I just find topics like this important, especially if I can use advice I learn in future and you seem to enjoy deep discussions like this. Maybe if other people want to share their experiences as well that'd be cool? If you're okay with it only though. I am so nervous to send this but I don't have anyone to talk to about this. I hope it's not trouble!

//homophobia, transphobia, shit parenting, mentions of abuse

to put something into context to better answer your question, ill choose another thing to compare it to outside of sexuality: gender. there were a few years that i experimented with who i felt i was gender-wise. i tried to come out to my mom as a trans guy (identified as nb first, but didn't think they/them pronouns fit as much, and knew she wouldn't understand so i wasn't out at this point), and her general reaction was: "i don't hate gay people (she just generalized all LGBTQ+ as 'gay'), but you're not gay and you can't say you are." please note that my dad was actively supportive and, frankly, just wanted me to be safe and happy, so it wasn't a big deal; he also made it clear that he wasn't surprised that i was changing because everyone does (his rules were pretty much on the line of "as long as you aren't hurting yourself or others, I don't care). it took me a very long time to realize that my situation wasn't as bad as many other cases of kids coming out, but it wasn't a positive outcome. i was actively neglected and my mom chose to support whatever else my older sibling did because they were the golden child. in school and around friends, i used he/him pronouns and a different name, but that was never respected at home.

but i got into high school and realized that i wasn't trans, i was actually harboring a lot of internalized misogyny and i just hated being cornered into the traditional idea of a woman. with that being said, the damage was done. when i told my parents (sort of a re-coming out? i don't even know how to describe it, but i was still worried that they would be mad that i was changing again.), it was another weird reaction. dad was fine, mom was indifferent, and never said anything about 'having her little girl' anymore because i think she realized that i wasn't going to be the girl that she wanted me to be. today, i know i have masculine traits, but i still feel like and am a woman.

the traditionalism that i think she wanted to put on me didn't work and i took on a lot of typically masculine traits: I'm built, i prefer shorts/pants over skirts/dresses (though, I'm not opposed), i like engineering and computer science and construction, and I'm not that much into makeup or typically girlie stuff. it took me a while to unlearn the hatred i had for femininity due to the strangulation of my mom. if any of you are worried-- don't feel that way at all, I'm safe. I've moved out and cut contact

nadya's mom never actually had much of a reaction. i didn't want to add the underlying homophobia because i was worried it would go too far for people, y'know? i had nadya's mom, who i have named diane, just be horribly neutral-- she didn't care that much. i hope this is okay for this part of your ask haha

i didn't grow up in a red/conservative family though. my folks are immigrants, but come from two wildly different cultures. there wasn't a fear of me being kicked out or abused (at least physically) because I knew that a) my dad wouldn't have let that happen and b) i was a fat kid who had the weight over my mom, if she had chosen to hit me, i wouldn't have gone down without landing a few hits in myself.

i don't mind questions like this at all, and I'm grateful that you feel comfortable asking. if i did have a problem, i simply would've been vaguer :)

however, with the idea of coming out, it is now more pertinent than ever that you be careful, especially in the us. i recommend taking your own steps and trying to analyze whether or not your parents would take it well-- your safety is the number one thing that's important.

remember that if you have to cut people out, it is not a judgment on your character, but on theirs. if someone chooses to hurt or throw out their kid/anyone they know for being queer, they are not worth your time.

#asks

[severuna]

do u have any ship biases???

OOC. I have a couple mini essays I saved on a doc for this precise question so thank you for asking, anon! I will first put the short list above the cut and underneath will be the long explanations.

The essays for the latter two pairings are quick write-ups with less time spent (I literally just wrote them) to really delve into the depths of the pairing but I hope it still makes some sense.

Selena x Leo (my true bias and otp for this entire franchise)

Inigo/Laslow x Severa/Selena (the runner up)

Kaze x Selena

Niles x Selena

Leo x Selena

Leo and Selena are quite similar in that they feel inferior to a family member and go opposite paths from them to reduce comparisons and have a chance at making names for themselves. They both work really hard to keep themselves on top and are striving for acknowledgement and affection/love they lack or are not given (Leo about Xander and Selena about her mother, Cordelia, in terms of the person they compare themselves to/feel in the shadow of).

Their supports have them playing a game of risk (taking over countries on the map), and it begins with Selena having just gotten into it and fresh off a win. Leo inquires about it and then asks her to play, which she loses badly. Afterwards, Selena continues to challenge him unendingly and continues to lose. When she finally beats him, she revels in her victory and refuses to play him again, except this time, Leo is not having that and runs after her.

Throughout the support, Selena shows respect to him despite her frustration at constantly losing and their competition is wholesome in a way—they see each other as capable rivals and are always working to best each other in a supportive way, even though Leo is most likely younger than her. That respect between them is moving to me, especially since Severa would normally feel incredibly insecure over losing someone who possesses such skill at a younger age; I think this shows both maturity on her part and acceptance of Leo’s skill in that she knows that he really worked for what he has and doesn’t feel her own efforts are invalidated. 

The way Leo smiles when she finally gets her victory against him is so soft and happy like—he definitely was happy for her and that was the first thing he thought of rather than the shame or disappointment of losing.

For people like them, losing is like a slap in the face at times, maybe worse in that losing could set off a negative spiral of thinking and loss of self-esteem and confidence. To see Leo genuinely proud of Selena for her victory instead of reflecting on his loss immediately is good content. Furthermore, when Selena starts doubting the validity of her win at the game, Leo is super quick to reassure her that she won with her own skills and merit—he knows she is good at what she does and he doesn't waste a second to make sure she knows it. That response was almost automatic—and it likely contained words he would want someone to tell him if he were in her shoes, for someone to say that ‘yes, it was your skill and effort that got you this far’.

Then there's also the little mention of Leo having noticed all the games Selena made others play with her to practice different strategies in preparation for beating him too. He wouldn't likely notice that effort if he wasn't looking out for her to a degree. 

Their S-support is what gets me. Leo confesses his admiration and love for her, and when she doesn't fully understand him and gets insecure about the phrasing, he goes out of his way to rephrase his feelings in a way she would understand and feel comforted by without question. They both are quick to shoot down compliments because they do not feel like they are accurate descriptions of themselves or that what they did isn’t enough to deserve the compliment. But here, they can accept the compliments because they both know how genuine they are coming from the other person—if they’re saying these words so directly, then it must be true and/or genuine.

Bonus points: 

Leo looks to be the right height to give Selena forehead kisses, and Selena would be a blushing mess if he did that. I find that to be very adorable.

Selena would be a very supportive mother to Forrest and his love of fashion.

I like their little family a lot!! Selena could help Leo better understand where Forrest is coming from and help bridge the gap between them much nicer than other parents.

Little competitions around birthdays to see who can give the other the ‘best/better’ present. 

Other thoughts that can play into their dynamic:

For how mature Leo feels/presents himself as, I typically forget he is supposed to be younger than Corrin and boy does it make me sad because honestly, all of those siblings were forced to grow up/discard innocence beyond their years just to survive. 

Linking this back to Awakening kids and them facing the literal end of the world, forced to mature and grow for survival's sake... more shared, similar traumas to connect over and build a deeper relationship over anyone?

The literal fell dragon destroying the world and the Nohrian siblings having some semblance of a "dark" dragon's blood running through their veins? Fear of that dragon being anything like Grima--what might happen if the royals can take forms like Corrin and lose their minds?

Birthright chapter 26, if Laslow dies— more shared trauma and grief over losing someone they deeply loved

Camilla catching onto their little relationship and secretly being supportive about it (why would she not be happy seeing her little brother and her lovely retainer truly getting along?), maybe setting them up on a few occasions

In short, Leo and Selena have the dynamic of being friends and lovers, which promotes a more healthy relationship overall in my book.

Inigo x Severa

I’m in love with IniSev because in both games, their paired endings detail that they both supported each other and they achieved their dreams together. No other paired ending for Sev has this blatant note of her achieving what she intends to do either in references to their ending in Fates. Also, I adore how openly supportive Severa is towards Inigo. No other endings really indicate that level of adoration and drive to make her partner happy. 

AWAKENING

JP: It’s said that Inigo decided to make everyone smile, and so traveled around to the people of every region, resolving their troubles. While Selena expressed her dissatisfaction of working for free, she also went with him, helping making his dream a reality.

ENG: Inigo traveled the world, ever ready with a smile or a solution when trouble started to brew. Severa was a vocal opponent of working for free, but she stayed with Inigo and helped him realize his dream.

FATES

JP: Husband Laslow disappeared from records. It’s said that his dances were left as a foundation for the dancers that came after him, and had the power to fill the spirits of those who saw them. Wife Selena also disappeared from records. She worked hard to make everything she did a reality, and was called a “true genius” by those who came after her.

ENG: Laslow vanished after the war, but he inspired generations of dancers and rallied the spirits of many. Selena also disappeared from public record, although she was often referenced in folktales.

A quote from their Fates support (I forgot if this was the JP script or localized)

“………… I-I… love you… too… I have since we first met… And until the end… no matter where we go… I’ll love you.”

since we first met

The only person she ever says this to is Laslow, you know. Even better because that bracelet was basically a representative of Inigo holding onto his feelings until Sev was ready to accept them. Like, even if he flirted with/complimented other girls, he still had that bracelet on his person at probably every second and was essentially waiting for her to be ready to be with him. I mean, how sweet is that?!

Also, in the JP supports with her and Laslow, she only stares at him for a long period of time within that B rank one. Going off the fact she does and has liked him from the beginning, if she even tried to flirt with him, Selena would probably die on the spot. She probably can’t flirt.

BIG NOTE but in the JP supports, there is zero (0) mention of Inigo/Laslow flirting with other girls in his S-ranks with Severa/Luna! That’s telling because that is still present in his other supports (ex. Lucina and F!Robin). Devotion to his one and only–! I have no idea why they added that part for Sev when it wasn’t there in the original.

This pair is more of a destiny/fate and soulmate sort of vibe if you ask me. Like they're the other halves to each other and despite everything thrown at them that prevents them from pursuing each other, they love each other and cannot feel whole without the other one there.

Kaze x Selena

This pairing is wholesomeness to the max. 

Kaze sees Selena as a charming woman from the start despite her initial intentions to snuff out his temperament and intentions. He can easily decipher motives from others and it’s obvious when Selena first approaches him as he quickly calls her out for her judgmental stares. It took him barely any time to catch on to her battle expertise and put together her battle-heavy childhood and mysterious homeland, which unnerves her immensely. Yet, he doesn’t pry for details and rather shifts the mood with reassurance of her character and offers allyship. Although he does try to ask about it later on, it’s out of a place wanting to know if she would stay. His calmer demeanor breaks when he pleads with her to not leave because he loves her—the moon reference in the S-support is so romantically implicit I can’t help but think it’s cute. The way he calls the moon beautiful and how Selena is someone associated with the moon (even more so with her JP alias Luna)—gosh my heart!

Selena is a fiery person and typically driven by emotions to which Kaze easily can help anchor her. His calm demeanor can be a source of comfort, support, and a rational center, as Selena wouldn’t feel the need to be nearly as tense around Kaze. I feel she would end up relaxing unconsciously. She knows a genuinely kind and decent person when she meets one, and that can easily result in Selena being less harsh with him overall. In short, I believe Selena would be much softer to him compared to most others in the Fates world, as much as she’d want to keep her distance due to knowing she had plans to leave after the war.

While they both are insecure with themselves (Kaze with appearances and a poor view of himself and Selena with her deep inferiority complex she is working to get over), I can see Selena making up the difference with overly confident words to pick both of them up. Her always boasting about how good she is could be a tactic to chase away inferiority and reaffirm her own value, something she would apply with Kaze when he starts expressing how he isn’t that great of a person because of what he sees as failure—a stern talk from Selena would likely help him re-center and pick himself up. She knows how self-beratement can affect someone mentally, and Kaze would likely be one of the last people she’d want to have to deal with that because, to her and many others, he is much better than he thinks he is. 

They might not be entirely friends or in the middle of being allies and friends, but I can definitely see them warming up to each other in a romantic way over time. 

It’s essentially a journey of slowly falling in love with someone because of how good they are and realizing how much it hurts you when they're sad and in pain—you want to see them happy and see their smiles. That’s the dynamic I envision for these two.

Niles x Selena

In their supports, Niles is tracking Selena as she does her routines and he would sometimes pop up out of nowhere to share his judgments with her, with Selena eventually earning his mark of approval and temporary trust and allyship. It’s only after more observation that he ends up loving her and wanting to stay by her side, going so far as to immediately say he’ll go with her when Selena says she has to leave. I think the important part of these supports is how Niles basically becomes familiar with Selena’s daily habits and mannerisms and how she carries herself becomes appealing over time.

The biggest thing for me with these two is how they would value and treasure the presence of the other person. Home, for this pairing, is each other. They feel that home is only truly home if the other is with them. I can see them valuing the smaller displays of affection, really making each moment mean something and hold it close to their hearts because they don’t know what tomorrow will bring. They both struggle to handle important people leaving, and this plays considerably in how they make it clear to each other that they will not leave. 

They might get under each other’s skin at times, especially during the early days and also because of Selena not being used to Niles’ approach to flattery, but there’s still a layer of care and concern for each other. They’re both lonely people who can’t openly share their pain and resort to using language to hide it, and they both understand that based on the conduct they witness from each other. Even though Niles is absolutely the type to lay on the suggestive language and excessively fluster and rile people up, part of me thinks that he would still be quite delicate and genuine with his partner because they would earn the right to see past his defense. Eventually, Selena would be able to see past his suggestiveness too and decipher the intended meaning (AKA why he is getting defensive, as this language of his is used to drive people away).

Plus, how Niles doesn’t hesitate to go with Selena when she says she has to return home absolutely got me. Selena has become the place he considers home, and considering that Selena doesn’t  have a home she could feasibly return to (original timeline is destroyed and the one she saved isn’t exactly the same—and the Awakening trio used the special orb to transport themselves to Nohr), she could very well find more comfort in considering home the person she chose to share her life with. With Niles, I can see her turning to look towards her future and savoring the present instead of longing for the past and things she left behind. I kind of think that Niles wouldn’t allow her to brood on those things for too long anyhow (maybe due to a selfish desire of wanting her to only think about him). 

Although there is a major aspect of Niles’ character that may put a wrench into relationship development and that would be his sadism. There’s moral connotations to be considerate of here, and it wouldn’t be easy to accept for the average person. Relationship development would take a lot of time, and it might not really turn out well if the wrong buttons are pressed for either of them—making this pair more of a circumstance dependent consideration that very much relies on how they handle each other in the early conversations.

I think this dynamic can be summarized as being aware of each others' wounds and pain and doing what they can to patch those voids with the presence and understanding the other person brings. It's a journey of healing together that may end up in romance if it goes well.

Other thoughts

Selena gently caressing the area around his eyepatch if he tells her about what’s behind it for an intimate and vulnerable moment

I swear Selena would be visibly more affectionate (in the physical sense) with Niles compared to other partners; I feel like touch would be a major part of their love language (compared to others where words take more precedence)

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[stryhn47arthur]

Traditions Shock and International Business - Tips for Women

If it is your first vacation away from U. 求人 , maybe you are looking frontward to the brand-new, exciting experiences that will are waiting for a person. Unfortunately, if you turn up in your first of all foreign country, as an alternative of feeling fired up and full of energy, an individual may unexpectedly feel depressed, disoriented and depressed, especially if you are traveling on your own. The greater the between this overseas culture and the American culture if you're familiar with, the more pronounced these feelings might be. Typically the technical term just for this is "culture shock. inch For many Americans in foreign nations around the world, the language barrier is normally the the majority of difficult issue to be able to cope with. If you do not really know some basic phrases in the language of your respective web host country, you can feel very isolated. How would you communicate with other folks to find a place to be able to eat or come across your way about town? What perform you do for entertainment? The movies are in a foreign language and presently there are few locations available where one can interact socially easily. You instantly feel very antiestablishment. Dealing with foreign currency can even be the problem. You have got to do mental calculations every time you make an effort to purchase something. Simply how much will this cost? All of these coins look as well. How much alter should i get back again? This can be very intimidating, specifically if bargaining intended for goods is area of the culture. While a short, voluntary exposure to a new culture could be temporarily unsettling, with some understanding of what you usually are experiencing and some approaches to deal along with it, you will certainly soon start to appreciate your visit. Prior to your trip, understand up to you can easily about the culture you are going to visit. Read some books for the history and customs from the country. Traveling videos are especially helpful and quickly available from typically the library. Get a few foreign language audiotapes from the collection too and learn a few significant phrases, such as "Where's the bathroom? " "Waiter, inch "How much is this specific? " "Please, " and "Thank an individual. " You will most probably function into foreigners that speak some The english language and who wish to practice it in visitors. If an individual know some keyword phrases in their dialect they are often encouraged to test out their very own English for you. In addition learn something about meals names and substances so you will feel more secure throughout ordering from the particular menu inside a cafe. If you need the opportunity, search for out some ethnic restaurants at house and try out and about these exotic food items before you abandon. Do some sightseeing in your extra time. Make some sort of list of the major tourist attractions and discover from a journey agent how to get there from your hotel. Take a city tour after an individual arrive to get familiar yourself with the particular area. You can usually book English-speaking excursions at your hotel once you arrive. Want to keep on your own busy. Above all, no longer hide out in your hotel room moping. There are various American in addition to other internationally-known lodge chains generally in most places. The staff generally there usually speaks British quite well and even the hotel can quickly become your house away from residence if you feel comfortable in it. Look for a new hotel with a new gym, pool, jacuzzi, several restaurants, a new sundry shop and perhaps a lay where you could relax later in the day. Get hold of the business credit card of a trustworthy taxi service because well as the hotel card using its address and even phone number in the local language and be certain to keep it with you once you are out. Show that to the minicab driver when you are ready to go returning to the hotel. Some hotels even give you a taxi service to the biggest market of town as well as to the particular airport so an individual don't have to bother along with taxis. Become warm and friendly with the motel concierge who can usually have walking atlases, restaurant suggestions, theatre and museum seats, and shopping guidelines and who is presently there to make travel as pleasant as is possible. Women traveling only have the additional burden of for being an anomaly in many foreign countries wherever few women will be employed in business positions in the commercial globe. You might discover people staring or perhaps being downright rude or obnoxious. Ignore them. Emphasis on your strong points, take a handful of deep breaths, relax and move in. Exhaustion is likewise common during travel. Plane lag can be an actual phenomenon along with the increased the enhancements made on time, the more time had to adjust. Upon some trips an individual may find night and day completely reversed at home. In addition, significant cities in Europe, Asia, and To the south America are quite stuffed up and have higher level of00 of noise in addition to air pollution compared to you are often used to. When all of typically the noise and blockage begins to feel overpowering, take some time out to be able to relax. Get lots of sleep, take in lightly and drink lots of liquid, preferably bottled drinking water. Get some exercising every day also if it is just a go walking around the obstruct (if the area is safe). Provide your laptop computer. Remember your friends and family are simply an e-mail aside. Above all, keep the sense of joy. This is a great experience to end up being enjoyed; make the most of that. Feelings You May possibly Have o Depressive disorders: When you have got to handle fantastic multitudes of people presenting a foreign tongue, and with vastly different customs and even lifestyles, it is usually easy to turn out to be anxious and irascible. The resulting feeling of being helpless in order to do anything regarding your situation can easily lead to depression and an total loss of strength. o Disorientation: You could be traveling to countries where English will be not suited for street signs, office complexes, or restaurants. Strain can emerge quickly. It is not necessarily only very annoying to attempt to find the way in a good unfamiliar environment, but it can even be scary when you no longer recognize where an individual are and understand that you can't just ask any individual to enable you to. to Intimidation: Many of us enjoy to feel of which were organized and even in control over the environment. In additional countries, nevertheless , an individual may feel frustrated and thwarted from the numerous steps it might take to do some sort of simple task such as paying regarding some purchase. o Alienation: When an individual travel abroad, an individual may feel out of place, particularly if a person don't speak typically the language. In a lot of countries it is not necessarily very likely that you will be invited in order to join an interpersonal group or even be approached from a social collecting. You will much more likely be left all on your own, which may lead to you to feel rejected and doubtful about how in order to proceed. o Boredom: As a result of language troubles, you can find not many places you can actually pay a visit to in the nights or on week-ends. While you don't find out too many individuals, you may not even create messages or calls to reduce your isolation. Sightseeing presents both vehicles and language problems as do sojourns to the films and theater -- but how a lot of times are you able to see the same CNN or Sky Net programs on TELEVISION SET? o Exhaustion: An individual truly do make use of more energy doing less when a person are on typically the road. Adjusting to plane lag, reaching to the business appointments promptly, maneuvering through crowds of people on the street, finding a taxi, and haggling which has a shopkeeper over rates when you are trying to pick-up a few journal can be physically in addition to mentally exhausting. Attitude Adjustments Recognizing that any uncomfortable or even negative feelings you aren't experiencing in this new culture are usually normal will support alleviate your discomfort. It's also helpful to know that some others have similar responses. Remind yourself that you are journeying for a purpose and that you'll become going home if your job is performed. Here are several suggestions that might help ease your adjustment: to Take care of your wellbeing. Get lots of sleep and be careful concerning everything you eat and drink. Get everyday exercise. o Rest. When the sound and crowds find to you, consider some time out there for yourself. Take into account bringing a mp3 deck and also a rest tape together with you to listen to regarding twenty minutes a new day. Luxuriate inside a bubble bathtub. o Don't mope around your hotel room. Stay active: trot, swim, or join a local workout group if you have an extended stay. Take the walk through some sort of local park or even visit a museum (check with your hotel initial on which areas usually are not safe and even should be avoided). Re-center yourself by simply focusing on your own strengths and pursuing your interests. um Keep your sense of humor. Look for the amusing elements of your position. From least you will have plenty of good stories to share if you get residence. Laughter releases tension. o Know an individual are envied. Several people appreciate the exotica of some other cultures and would give their eyeteeth to be within your role. This have to bring you several sense of satisfaction. o If a person are traveling intended for an extended period of time, try bringing some things from residence to setup your room, like photos, the favorite pillow and even maybe some associated with your preferred CD's in order to play while going for walks around. o Travel with an associate. If you know someone more who is likewise traveling on enterprise, think about complementing your schedules in order to meet for dinner or even for sightseeing. This is easier to face a new environment together compared with how to face this alone.

#求人 #女性用風俗 #女性向け風俗 #宮城 #Jasmine #出張ホスト

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speaking up.

(tw: this post contains information about sexual assault, abuse, manipulation, and other possibly triggering topics. If you’re sensitive to any of these, I suggest not reading further than this.)

Before I explain exactly what this post is about, I’d like to start by saying that if you know any of the people mentioned in this post, please do not reach out to any of them or attack any of them. Yes all the people mentioned are small content creators with either less than 100 or just above 1000 followers on YouTube, that doesn’t mean that their story is any less valid or any of them deserve to be treated any differently than any other people who have been abused before. I’d also like to mention that yes, this situation is being dealt with, so I don’t have all the details. However, I’d still like to speak up about what happened since the victim in this situation is a friend of mine, and everyone deserves to have their story be heard. Thank you.

I’m not very sure exactly how to start something like this, so I’m just going to jump to the point and explain. Recently, one of my content creator friends, known online as Katie Bug, has been put into an abusive relationship and this situation has affected her. I’m not naming her legal first name or the other person, so for now we’re just referring to the alleged abuser in this situation as his current discord username, Polief. I’d like to mention that this situation is very recent (starting as far as I know around late 2023, or around the start of the American school year, mid August), so I’m not 100% on every detail. On parts that I’m not certain about, I will mention that, to keep everything here as honest as possible. The first interaction I had with Polief was around early September, however I didn’t get the chance to screenshot what was said. I will admit that at that point, I was worried and wasn’t thinking straight, so some words I said may not have been the most respectful things to say in that situation, and for that I do apologize. In short, the conversation started with me showing up in the place we (my online friend group) usually communicate (I will not be naming or describing as to keep everyone as anonymous as possible.) I had shown up since the place wasn’t super active at that time and I wanted to have a small conversation with Katie. Around the start of the conversation, I was slightly suspicious that someone else had gotten hold of Katie‘s account, as they were acting differently from her normal text patterns, attitude, etc. Now, when I did confront Polief about this (I didn’t know it was Polief at the time), they started to become aggressive, doing things like threatening to break Katie’s phone or hurt Katie. As far as I know, neither of those actions were taken, and that was the only things I can specifically remember from that conversation. Another similar situation showed up a few weeks later, on November 7, 2023. Again, I don’t have good screenshots to provide, but I will quote a few things Polief said that could be considered toxic or abusive. Key phrases said include “if u think i aint her just k-¥-$”, im bout to say something ill regret”, “st f u” (someone mentioned something that could prove he isn’t Katie). Another detail mentioned in this same conversation was said by Katie herself, which was said after she managed to get her phone back from Polief: “First I have to steal my phone back from a specific someone”. I’m including this here because it implies that not only did Polief take Katie’s phone without her consent, but also specifically refused to give it back, leading to Katie having to “steal my phone back” as she said. Another detail that can be mentioned is something Katie mentioned in another chat: “Polief (bf) is jealous. And about a week ago before we even got together he tracked down my email and got access to my YouTube account. And he’s mad that I keep coming to chat and freaked out and turne”.

I’m not sure exactly what the rest of her message included, as this is the only half I could find. I mention this quote too because it describes behavior Polief has shown that could be considered abusive or toxic, such as stealing someone’s email account out of jealousy, and getting upset about someone interacting with friends too often.

Things stayed calm after that for a while, until a few days ago, when Katie provided screenshots of Polief showing even more abusive behavior. Due to the date shown in the video (I took screenshots to upload to here), I believe the messages shown are from March 3, 2024.

As you can see, Polief can be seen threatening and showing toxic traits towards Katie. In a conversation the same day these screenshots were provided (March 4, 2024), Katie mentioned other details related to these screenshots and previous times Polief has attempted to hurt Katie.

One of the phrases mentioned in the second photo, “I’m used to this shit by now”, implies that Polief has tried before to break into Katie’s house and/or hurt her.

Now everything was fine again after that up until March 6, 2024. Polief had managed to get into Katie’s house and hurt her, which resulted in him trying to take her somewhere but being stopped by the police. That same day Katie and Polief were taking in for questioning, and Polief was later placed into Juvenile Detention. Due to messages Katie sent, I can believe that James also managed to r@pe her, and things she had said before imply that this wasn’t the first time.

I’d like to end this off by saying that even though Polief has been placed in Juvenile Detention, this is still a serious problem, and Katie isn’t the only one who’s been through this. However, Katie did reach out to someone, and that’s an important thing to do. Moving forward, to anyone who reads this, if someone does something similar to you or hurts you at all, don’t be afraid to reach out to the police. If they hit you once, they’ll do it again.

to the people mentioned in this post, feel free to reach out to me if you want me to take this down. I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.

[dabiscrustyfeet]

How about some crack, mc goes around bonking everyone on the head saying “bonk of friendship” their also very smol,

I have no words. This is beautiful my love- just *chef’s kiss*

I didnt know if you wanted the brother or the whole cast, so i just did the bros btw

GN Mc giving the sins the ‘bonk of friendship’

Lucifer

Lucifer was doing his work, in his study

And nobody knows how the heck to get in said study room, because you need to get in via a correct phrase, which no one knows

Apart from mammon

Hell, lucifer doesn’t know that mammon knows either

Now, mammon doesn’t go around telling everyone the password to the study, he can keep a secret mkay

But you are special

Mammon got bribed. You know owe him a years worth of cuddles.

He given you the password which was the name of lucifer’s favourite classical piece.

Now you were dead set on completing your mission

You opened the door to the study, and you saw lucifer typing some things onto a laptop

The man was very sleep deprived – you could tell in his eyes

Like each eye was blinking on different times

His eyes are like U👄👁

And that almost made you feel bad for what you were about to do

Key word : Almost

You made your way to lucifer, walking with absolute confidence

Your fist was ready and you raised it over your head annd

Bonk

Lucifer didn’t even blink

He just stopped typing

Turns his head and looks at you with so much disappointment

He blinked slowly

“Why?”

That was it. You were expecting him to have a better reaction, but oh well

“That was a bonk of friendship, luci”

“But… why?”

You knew the man needed some sleep when he didn’t tell you to ‘sToP CaLLinG mE LuCI’

😬 you need to get him some coffee my guy he’s way too out of it

Mammon

After you made the old man some coffee and forced him to sleep cuz you felt bad, you went after your next victim

Mammon who is defo not my favourite what you talking about

Normally, you wouldn’t attack him like this

But he unfortunately for him was teasing you cuz you were ✨short✨

So, just like satan told you, revenge is best served cold 🙂

So you found mammon, who was munching on some rice, and you decided this is a great time to attack him

You’re just standing in the door way like 🧍‍♀️

And you locked eyes with mammon

If mammon hates anything, its always eye contact

So he slowly is getting anxious cuz ‘ what the fuck did i do now? Why the heck are they staring at me like that?’

You’re both just staring at each other like 👁👄👁

🎶Prolonged eye contact 🎶

You walked up to him, slowly, and mammon thought he was gonna have a heart attack

Fully stopped eating so he wont choke on his food

You’re now leaning over the table and mammon be like 🎱👄🎱

MC stop your giving the poor guy heart palpitations

Never has any horror movie scared the daylights out of him like this before

And you just smile at him like 😀 ‘hey mammon’

Mammon felt his soul ascend – he’s scared shitless

‘🙂 hey’

What have you done mc, look he’s got anxiety

You needed to calm him down so you were gonna pet his head

Mammon sees your hand coming to his head and this guy flinches

Well you’re gonna have to have a ‘chat’ with lucifer but thats for another day

He lets you stroke his hair, and he slowly calms down

And your smile became evil

You pet his head on last time and

Bonk on his head

‘Oiii the fuck was that for?!’

Oh no he’s pouting

‘Bonk of friendship mams’ is what you said

‘Awww mc 😊’

‘That was also revenge for you calling me short’

Annnd he’s pouting again

‘But mc it was only teasing– mc wAiT’

You owe him two years worth of cuddles now

Leviathan

After you scared mammon shitless, you decided to go and find a new victim

Target found : levi

This guy was doing what he normally does, gaming

But he was in a gamers rage

No way you were gonna get caught in his rage

First of all, he may take 50 years of your life away, you dont want that

So you waited for him to calm down. That took three hours

Now you’re pissed, because he wasted your time, and time is money mammons antics is rubbing off of you

So you walk up to him and he looks at you

Damn him

You say nothing and you walk up to him

You know how some cats just stare at you unblinking whenever you move?

Ye thats what he’s doing and it was getting creepy

You stand in front of him. Thats it

‘Err- you good?’

You raise your hand

Bonk. Mission accomplished

Levi is now blinking veery slowly

He looked confused ngl

Babes he needs an explanation

So you do

Le gasp ‘You think of me … as a friend?!!!’

Pls he’s precious

‘Yes i do levi’

Cue happy snek noises -wait is he purring?

He’s a bit too happy cuz he accidentally turned into his demon form and his tail is wagging- wait nope it has curled itself around your waist

Aww look at him isnt he adorable

Ye btw ya cant move anymore you’re on his lap and he’s hugging you

So now you’re stuck

This is your life now

Dont you dare move you monster

Satan

Our precious snek boi let go of you to watch another series that just dropped

So, after you had your serotonin boost, you made your way to the resident cat/demon

He, too, committed the crime of teasing your height. Which was uNacCEpTAblE

You thought he was an ally, but i guess you cant trust even your friends

So you start trekking to the mans room

Well would you look at that, he ain’t even here

Next stop: the library

He isn’t here either

Thats strange

Theres only one place you haven’t checked mc

You went outside and there was that twat

He was pretty much baby talking to a cat

You pulled your phone out and started recording

Yes this is revenge and le video is for blackmail

Once you’ve had enough evidence

You walk up to the man

Shoulders rolled back

Head held high

Fist raised above your head

✨Le bonk✨

The baby talking stopped

Satan is just sitting there with a blank face

You know how you always explain that the bonk is a blessing is a bonk of friendship

Yeah you didn’t say shit

So you’re standing there, fist still on his head

The cat runs away

That all you need to know

You officially fucked up MC how you gonna get outta this one

You leg it

Thats it. You took off

He’s tailing you

He’s coming closer

Time for the big guns

‘It was a bonk of friendship’ you say

He says ‘imma give you my own bonk of friendship c’mere’

Yeaah no nope not happening

Time for the other big guns

‘I have a video of you baby talking to a cat’

He stops running and walks the other way

‘Ye thats what i thought bitch’

Ye he heard you

Good luck. You’ll need it

Asmodeus

After you said that unnecessary comment, you legged it to asmo’s room

And you remembered your mission

Target: found

Now, asmo was just minding his business

He was doing his hair, face mask on, talking about some gossip he heard in the fall

I don’t know why you would try bonk his head

While he has a hair mask on

But you don’t care do you? You do

You were not going to touch whatever abomination is in his mask not without gloves

And there were no gloves

So you had to wait im afraid

Two hours later, asmo’s hair was dried, styled and looking like absolute ✨heaven✨

It made you feel bad, but, you gotta do what you gotta do

So you came up behind him

‘Yes MC, what do you need dear? Is the mask irritating your skin?’

Damn Asmodeus and his bloody mirrors

And you also forgot that you had a god forsaken mask on

So now you have to wait even longer

And obviously to pass time, you decided not to be suspicious and just let asmo do whatever on you

And boii who knew he was amazing at massaging

All them knots and tenses in your muscles were now gone

So now you’re a puddle of goo on his bed

Which almost made you forget your mission

But you didn’t

Creeping up behind him, you made sure there were no mirrors to ruin your plan.

Now MC, you aren’t going to mess his hair thats not the point. You just have to give him a bonk

So you raised your fist, stopped middway, uncurled your hand, and placed your flat hand on his head

You messed his hair up

Asmo is eerily silent.

You look at his face and his eyes are widened

He also has a little smile on his face

He is now in his demon form

I warned you but you didn’t listen did you

Mission accomplished unsuccessfully : you are running from your victim

Beelzebub

You will now hide away from the hoes that are still chasing after you with beel

Satan and Asmo are the hoes [they joined forces good luck]

Beel is working out

Doing push ups without using his hands – those are holding his waffles

Yeah he makes all them gym bros look weak af

But this ain’t about gym bros, this is about you and your mission

But your stomach had other plans

And now that waffle in beel’s hand be looking very appetising

‘You want it MC? Here I have more’

People who share their food are amazing and i love you

So you both are munching on your food

And your stomach is satisfied

Beel is still working out and is eating a sandwich god knows where he got it from

You shall now commence with the bonking

You’re already sitting next to him, so all you have to do is raise your fist and bonk his head

And so you do

The guy has not even flinched

I don’t think he felt it

Guess you’ll have to try again

So you bonk his head again

And beel still doesn’t feel a thing

The mans head is made out of steel

So you try bonking his head again

But this time he notices

And says that punches like that wont do any harm

And he decided that you need to be taught how to punch properly so that you can defend yourself from demons

‘I was just trying to give you a bonk of friendship, beel,’ you deadpanned

‘Oh’

Beel is now happy

He gives you a pat of friendship cuz we both know if he bonked you, you would be expired

‘Do you still want to learn how to punch properly, MC?’

Yeaah no getting out of this one

Beel is a menace as much as he is sweetheart

He does lowkey want to see you beat the heck out of people

Belphegor

After you went through what was definitely called military training

You went to find your new target

And there he was, sleeping as usual

This was definitely gonna be a piece of cake

Or so you thought

This fuck opened one of his eyes and stared at you

Staring into your soul

You were getting creeped out

Plan B

You walk up to him and he’s still staring at you

You sit on his bed, and start patting his hair

Now belphie is sighing in content

‘MC, do you know why satan is mad?’

Well shit

‘I don’t know, i didn’t see him today’

Hopefully he bought that excuse

‘Mkay’

He goes back to sleep

How are going to bonk him

Belphie doesn’t like it when he gets forced to wake up

I mean, he pretty much ended a lot of careers and lucifer banned everyone from speaking about speaking about that incident

Poor guy gets flashbacks from it

Well you don’t fear a mere cow

Thats a lie

But you’ll be damned if you don’t try at least

So you pat his hair down

His hair looks greasy but its real soft like what the heck

I guess we forgot he lives with asmo

So you continue patting his hair

Bonk

You look down at him and see that he’s staring at you again

‘Why did you wake me up?’

You can’t run MC, just answer him

‘That was a bonk of friendship’

‘Oh okay’

You pretend not to see it, but his cheeks were tinted red

He didn’t really think that you would consider him a friend after everything that he done to you

He really appreciates it, MC

And he’s now purring

‘MC sweetie where are you’

Well shit

You forgot about those two

‘Is that not asmo?’

‘Yes belphie it is’

So belphie decided to just sit there and wait

And the door to the attic bursts open and theres the fourth and firth born in their demon forms

Lets just say this was a one way ticket to the hospital and a three hour lecture from the doctor

MC you’re killing him, you’re killing lucifer

I am so sorry this took so long darling

#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me! #obey me asmodeus #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #omswd #swd obey me #obey me swd #obey me mc #obey me x reader #obey me crack

[pearlcaddy]

[Image ID: An AO3 comment by an unregistered user who named themselves Updates pls. Comment reads: “I know it’s been 500000 years but I am respectfully requesting updates. This is my favorite universe atm and I will die if u don’t give me more of it 😐” End ID]

Okay.

I’ve gotten a lot of these lately, and normally I just delete them and move on with my life, but I got this on a completed fic, so it really sent my irritation to new heights.

If I’m being generous, I assume people who leave these comments don’t realize how awful and entitled they are. They think the fact that they’re demanding More™ is inherently complimentary, or they think that throwing a wee compliment in the middle makes up for the rudeness, or that words like respectfully or politely are magic spells that somehow counteract everything else they’ve said.

(This is the second one of these that I’ve gotten in the past twenty-four hours, and I’ve noticed a formula to it: A reference to how long it’s been since you last posted something, as if you’re an employee overdue on an assignment. A very brief compliment, immediately followed by a demand that you update, or else they will suffer/die/cry/whatever guilt bait they’re using.)

But to be honest, I don’t really feel like being generous because I never get the sense that people leaving these kinds of comments have thought about the person receiving them at all. They’re basically treating the writer like a vending machine: insert enough guilt and demands, and a fic may fall out.

So here is your daily reminder that fic writers write and post fics for free in the available time we find in our lives. We make time around our work, school, loved ones, caring responsibilities, health needs, etc. to do something that brings us joy. We write for ourselves, and when we share what we’ve made, the one thing that most of us are looking for in return is that readers who like what we’ve shared let us know in whatever way they’re able: a kudos, a reblog, an encouraging ask, a comment, a fic rec.

The things that have brought me back to fic writing in the past are comments that actually make me feel good about my writing. That remind me what I loved about a particular verse/fic/ship. That tell me my writing has some kind of impact on people who read it. Comments that make me and my writing feel valuable and enjoyable for both me and readers.

So what do I do when I love a fic and hope a writer updates it or creates more things in that verse? Comment. Or comment again if I’m re-reading. I let them know how much I love the thing they’ve made and tell them the things I like about it. And if I want to encourage more, my go-to phrase is “if you write anything else in the verse, I’ll be first in line to read it”—centering my enthusiasm for their work rather than screaming for More.

I can’t speak for other fic writers, but personally? Whenever I get update pls comments, I put off writing for longer. Because sharing another fic starts to feel Sisyphean if people are just going to keep banging on the table demanding More no matter what I do.

Part of the reason this particular comment set me off so much is that the fic is complete. In fact, there are multiple completed fics and tens of thousands of words in that verse. There is a lot of More already.

And one of the aspects of fandom that I’m finding really disheartening lately is how loud the screams for More are, as if a thing only has value as long as there is a constant stream of new stuff coming. As if a TV show is only worthwhile if there are new episodes being released. As if fandoms are only relevant as long as hordes of fans are actively creating new fanworks. As if WIPs only matter if they’re being updated.

Instead of valuing and celebrating works for existing even if they’re short or unfinished, there’s such endless demand for More that it feels like things are only valued if they’re infinite. And to quote Angel:

It just don't work. It's like a song. Now, I can hold a note for a long time. Actually, I can hold a note forever. But eventually, that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after and the one after that. That's what makes it music.

Stories end. Stories need to end. Both for their own sake and because creators need to move on to new stories. And even if a note is cut off early—if a show is cancelled or a WIP isn’t completed—it doesn’t diminish the beauty or value of the note. It usually makes things even more beautiful: the flash of lightning in a bottle, the thrill of promise suspended in amber.

Instead of always demanding More, could we not show appreciation for what already exists?

Or, at the very least, could we stop being entitled brats in AO3 comments?

#ao3 #fanfiction #ao3 comments #fandom #this comment was on the milder side of Update Pls bullshit but the fact that it was ona completed fic and not one of my wips fucking sent me #the irony is that i was thinking of sharing a prompt list this week and writing more stuff in some of my verses #but now i'm grumpy and i don't want to #i'm like the pouting luke meme #also #very very sick of the number of people who tell me they'll die if i don't write more! #fuck off with that!!! #even as hyperbole how do people not get how fucked up that is?? #pearlcaddy.txt #500

[1kook]

ZOOM CALL

⇢ meeting one

jeon jungkook x (f) reader

⇢ series masterlist

summary: In a sea of black screens and faceless names, there’s one smiley boy that beams back at you through the dimly lit screen of your laptop, a tiny Jeon Jungkook (he/him) tacked to the corner of his window. genre: fluff, slice of life, smut (tags tba) warnings: jk is a ditzy lil nerdy sweetheart, college crushes, social distancing -_-, use of the zoom app, 1kook Builds a Healthy Relationship (Version 2.0) ratings: M (18+) wc: 3.2k

notes: well. here we are. as always i have to thank common sense (coincidentally named rumu @kigurumu​ ) for reading this over and pointing out little details <3 after much deliberation, i have decided to post our beloved zoom jk (see origin story here) in the form of short ‘drabbles’ depicting diff zoom calls with this being The Beginning™️ so please... bare with me </3 ty to all the nice ppl who have been excited for this, luv u very much 🥺

There are times in human history where words captivate their audience; times when single words or phrases wrap around the listener, melt into their bones and radiate warmth from within. But rarely does one word manage such an impact, rarely is it as revered and as cherished as the word cancelled is to most college students.��

Class is cancelled, group meetings are cancelled, the stupidly big semester final project was cancelled. You could cancel nearly anything, and in most cases, it would be beautiful. Cancelled meant more time to sleep in the morning, an afternoon free of pesky project partners, a pleasant reprieve from having to socialize with anyone. It was a glorious word with heavenly connotations that brought tears of joy to your eyes whenever you saw it appear in an email preview.

Except this one.

Spring Semester 2021: On-Campus Classes CANCELLED — Social Distance Measures as per State Regula…

Your last semester as a student in university… online? You couldn’t believe it. All these years of studying rigorously, cramming for exams, attaining a near perfect GPA— just to sit in your bedroom and stare at your computer screen for the last 15 weeks of classes? Had your friends not been there to mope with you, you’re certain a part of you would have gone on a rampage and cursed every bacteria known to mankind for doing this to you.

It was your last year, you whined in private (never in public; your friends had always considered you the mature one, the studious friend who kept everyone in order), yet here you were, setting up your desk for your last ever first day of classes with quite possibly the biggest pout on your face.

Zoom, your school had raved in an email a few weeks into the break, the desktop application that will keep us united in these trying times! As if, you huffed, giving the stupid application permission to connect to your computer’s camera and audio systems. What even was proper Zoom etiquette? Did you have to enter the meeting and greet every student cheerfully? You had always said hi to your classmates before, but something about saying it over a computer mic felt awkward.

The feeling doubled when you finally entered the meeting, only to be met with a sea of black screens save for your professor, who seemed to be clicking around his computer in a rather confused fashion. This was going to suck, you thought bitterly.

You had entered the room ten minutes earlier because, well, you always showed up to class a few minutes earlier than the scheduled meeting time. But was there any point to doing that here? Usually, the time before class was spent making small talk with said classmates, discussing the readings or the assignments, talking mindlessly about whatever came to mind. But something in your gut said it would be weird to do that now.

So you sit in silence for the next ten minutes, nervously tapping your pen against your desk as you wait for the professor to launch into whatever introductory monologue he had planned. You toy with your phone, scrolling through your twitter feed only to see a brigade of tweets from students all over the nation suffering the same fate as you. It was a trending topic.

Two minutes before the class starts, you hear the tell-tale ping of someone entering the meeting. You wave it off just like you have your other 41 classmates thus far, but then there’s the clearing of a throat, and a sweet, “good morning” filtering through your speakers. Lifting your head from the hunched over position you had assumed while glancing at your phone, you’re startled by the sudden handsome face that appears before you.

In a sea of black screens and faceless names, there’s one smiley boy that beams back at you through the dimly lit screen of your laptop, a tiny Jeon Jungkook (he/him) tacked to the corner of his window.

He’s nothing short of a dreamboat, soft and doughy cheeks that catch the hue of the screen light, highlighting his cheekbones in a faint blue color. Imploring doe eyes blinking widely at the screen as he clicks around, narrating his confusion in a low mumble (mic still on, how cute). Dark hair— was it brown? black? the pixelated screen made it hard to tell —messily pushed away from his face.

And his voice, oh his voice. It matches his gentle appearance perfectly. A soft snort. “Am I the only one here?” he says, thin lips pulled to the side in a bashful grin.

The professor laughs with him. “No, but you are the only one with your camera on,” he responds.

You’re not sure if it’s the professor’s teasing jab at literally everyone else or the need to support the cutie who smiles softly at screen, but suddenly, a handful of windows come to life. Your classmates fill up the screen, dressed in an array of styles with bedrooms (and, on the rare occasion, dorm rooms) to match. You nibble at your bottom lip, finger hovering over the button that will expose your appearance to the rest of your classmates

Eventually, the wordless peer pressure, the need to be a good student, and the supportive face of Jeon Jungkook (he/him) have you inhaling sharply before dutifully clicking the camera on. Your face appears on screen, nearly lost in the now overwhelming sea of faces. You’re one of the last ones to turn your camera on, both pages of your zoom meeting participant windows filled with the contrasting images of your classmates joining from their bedrooms. The professor claps in delight, and finally dives into the mandatory first day of classes spiel.

Syllabuses, group work, asynchronous lectures. You’ve heard these words all before, have practically memorized this class’s syllabus like the back of your hand. The pros of being an overachiever. The cons are, however, that you think every question your classmates ask is stupid. Read the syllabus, you want to scream. But it’s the first day of class. You don’t even know who your assigned study group partners (as mentioned in the syllabus) are and you certainly don’t want them to dislike you so soon. They can do that after the third meeting, but not today.

You’re not entirely surprised when your attention drifts away from the professor and the endless sea of stupid questions he’s left to answer. Even when you realize you’ve stopped paying attention, you don’t bother forcing yourself to tune back in. No, instead your focus drifts across the windows of faces.

Some of your classmates are as bored as you, glaring at the screen with disinterest, or glancing off to the side probably at their phones. So you start looking at their rooms, analyzing their decorations and posters as if you’re a professional critic on some house design show.

Jeon Jungkook (he/him) is in a rather plain dorm room. Plain light gray walls— or maybe it’s white —free of decoration. He’s sitting at the provided desk, just like you. The only reason you focus on that is because there’s a multitude of your classmates lazily sprawled across their beds, slumped over a couch. Hardly anyone is sitting at attention like you. Well, except for Jeon Jungkook (he/him). He’s practically exposing the entirety of his living accommodation with the way his camera is set up.

Above eye level, reaching just below his chest, with the room all laid out before you. A neat twin bed, sheets meticulously made. It almost looks like the decorative set at a furniture store with the way the comforter and variety of pillows are placed. He doesn’t seem to be in the crappy dorms you remember, which leaves you wondering where exactly he’s been assigned. You know certain sports clubs get fancier dormitories. Anyway, there’s a door off the side of the bed, a black guitar standing in the corner just behind it. You wonder what’s behind the camera, if maybe his desk is as organized as the rest of his room. Maybe his closet is his weakness, you muse, imagining poor Jeon Jungkook (he/him) with a tornado of a closet. But the thought doesn’t make that much sense, so you discard it quickly.

Anyway, his dorm room. It’s neat and orderly, makes you tilt your head curiously as he swivels from side to side before you. As for himself, he’s dressed in a plain white sweater, hoodie strings perfectly even. His hair has long since fallen over his forehead, but he’s pushed it over this time in a fluffy side part. He was adorably soft.

He’s paying attention to the professor like he genuinely treasures every word that comes off his tongue, nodding along understandingly. He’s even got a pencil in hand, leaning forward every few seconds to scribble something down hurriedly. Not like this is all on the syllabus or anything, you think.

But as soon as the thought crosses your mind, it’s dispelled just as fast. He’s only trying to be a good student, you scold yourself, feeling oddly mean for wanting to make fun of this sweet boy. Especially when he raises his hand a second later and asks the first good question of the day. Something about the grading scale for group projects and how much is determined by the group members themselves. You’re not too sure, the words get a little fuzzy when he starts speaking and his pink lips pull down into an endearing pout.

A couple minutes later and your professor finally wraps up the questions, telling everyone to email him if any other questions arise throughout the semester. Just as you’re sighing in relief, he utters those dreaded words: “Ice-breakers!” he exclaims, and the whole class grimaces, much to his amusement. He says something about feeling the excitement through the screen, but then changes gears. “Since it’s a little hard to talk to your neighbor, I’m going to test out the Breakout Rooms and see how that works, okay guys?”

You frown. Breakout Rooms? What on earth was that? Like most of your classmates, this is pretty much your first rodeo with the Zoom application. He was sending you all into small groups, where? The answer presents itself a few seconds later, a message box appearing on your screen.

The host is inviting you to join a Breakout Room: Group 4

Your professor is still chattering in the background when you nervously accept the invitation, his voice suddenly cut off as your computer jumps to a new loading screen. It takes a while before you’re suddenly dumped into a new room. And then you’re staring at your own face, blown up on your own screen in a rather uncomfortable way. Jeez, did you really look like this?

As soon as you get to picking at your appearance, your mirrored reflection jumps to the side, once, then twice more to fit the three new guests in your room. Silence fills your bedroom as you and your classmates all stare at each other nervously for a couple seconds, unsure of what to say. This was, after all, your first meeting.

Just as you’ve gathered all your courage to click your microphone on, the screen jumps around once more and suddenly Jeon Jungkook (he/him) is in your Breakout Room. Immediately, his surprised face melts into the most reassuring grin you’ve ever seen, and he’s practically jumping forward to turn his mic on.

“Good morning, everyone,” he says, smooth and low. It’s like the awkward tension melts away under the pressure of his pretty smile, your classmates responding back with polite hellos and good mornings to him. You barely get yours in before Jeon Jungkook (he/him) starts talking again. “So… how are you guys?”

His words, sweet and caring as they are, send the five of you into a rather mindless conversation. Talking about nothing really, just whatever comes to mind about the class, about the semester, about the remote learning. Then Jungkook— “just Jungkook is fine!” he tells the other four of you with that same too pure look on his face after someone refers to him by his whole name —starts talking about some movie he had seen on Netflix the other day, something his friend recommended to him. Truthfully, you have zero interest in the type of plot he is describing, and you can tell some of the other people in your group don’t either. But he’s absorbed in his storytelling, features lit up as he details every last plot point of the film like his life depends on it. There’s a wordless agreement to let him ramble on.

By the time Jungkook has finished his novella recapture of whatever movie he was talking about, a green message bubble appears at the top of your screen. It’s a message from your professor, who is telling you the small group meeting will end in a few more minutes.

“Aw, that sucks,” Jungkook laughs, rubbing at the back of his neck sheepishly. And then, “oh! We haven’t answered our icebreaker question yet!”

Ah, yes. The reason for this small group was to get to know each other, not for Jungkook to recount an entire two hour movie for you all. “Oh, right,” you agree, probably the first words you’ve said in the past five minutes. You navigate to the chat box, where your professor had hastily dumped the question before sending you all off. “What’s one thing you miss most about being on campus?” you read aloud, glancing back at the screen.

Your group mates are all in various states of blissful comfort, the gaps of their nervousness smoothed over by Jungkook’s bubbly personality, and the hesitation they’d shown at the beginning is practically gone. Someone steps forward and says something about the campus dining hall. Jungkook laughs, loud and airy, claps his hands all cute too. Someone else says the library because it was a good place to study. There’s a lull and you jump in quickly. “I think I’ll miss the couches by the gym in the student center the most,” you confess, though you doubt anyone knows which ones you mean. They were a set of brightly colored couches tucked into a cranny behind the Starbucks just outside the campus gym, avidly avoided by the gym rats who were determined to ignore the sugary drinks and snacks.

Apparently, the hiding spot isn’t as secretive as you thought. “Oh, the ones by the Starbucks?” Jungkook exclaims, excitedly looking at his screen. You have this fluttery feeling that he’s looking at you for the first time. You nod, and he quite positively beams. “I love those!”

“Yeah, I spend a lot of time there,” you say, though it’s a little stilted because you’re not exactly sure how you’re supposed to react to Jungkook’s enthusiasm. Though his outgoing personality cloaks you in comfort, his pretty smile has your heartbeat acting a little funny.

Jungkook’s got these huge eyes, blinking owlishly at you. “Really? So do I!” And then you both seem to have the same realization. His head tilts to the side cutely, an amused smile on his face, “I’ve never seen you there.”

“I’ve never seen you there,” you shoot back, a little snarkier than necessary, but Jungkook doesn’t seem to notice. His smile turns goofy.

“Woah,” he says in a rather dreamy tone, “isn’t that so cool? We spent so much time in the same place, but never crossed paths before,” he babbles. He’s stopped looking at his computer, leaning back in a sort of dazed manner with this sparkly look to his eyes, much to everyone’s amusement. Except yours, because frankly, it sounds a little bit like he’s describing— “fate!” he says suddenly, like it’s truly an aha! moment. He pauses, taps his finger against his chin. “Or anti-fate? I’m not sure. But it’s like— we could’ve met so many times before and we didn’t.” Doe eyes return to the screen, flickering around until they presumably land on you again. “What do you think, __?”

And he’s just so cute, makes the rigid shield around your chest soften for the slightest moment as you nod meekly. “Uhh, yeah. Fate,” you agree, and then get to hear him laugh and giggle for about three seconds before you’re suddenly thrown back into the larger Zoom meeting.

Weirdly flustered, you hurriedly click your microphone back off, and nearly contemplate the camera too. But then the professor is asking you all to share what you talked about and you’re resigning yourself to a few more minutes of screen time while the class wraps up. By the looks of it, not everyone had as an enjoyable time as you did. Part of you is thankful you didn’t get stuck in an awkward small group. The other part recognizes wholeheartedly that it’s all thanks to one smiley boy at the bottom of your screen.

“And group 4?” the professor asks, and you blink yourself back into attention. Before you can unmute yourself and answer for your group, Jungkook is beating you to it.

“We talked about a lot of things,” Jungkook answers cheerfully. From your view, you get a front row seat to the sheer power of Jungkook’s magnetic personality, watching as all your listless classmates suddenly snap back from their daydreams to zero in on whatever Jungkook is saying. He fills in the professor about what you talked about, from the movies to the couches, and you feel weirdly mushy when his eyes flicker across the screen before settling with a soft smile.

He can’t possibly be looking at me, you tell yourself. Your hand jerks forward to turn the camera off, but in your haste, end up knocking down the water bottle on your desk. You scramble to straighten it, thanking the universe for the fact you actually remembered to screw on the cap. You glance back at the screen, and nearly die when you catch sight of a giggly Jungkook, smile hidden behind an adorable sweater paw as he laughs at something on screen. Oh no, was he looking at me? you panic.

“Alright, everyone,” your professor says in that “I’m about to wrap this class up” voice. Too close to the screen, voice a little too loud. “Good meeting today, I’ll see you all again on Wednesday. Stay safe.”

“Bye!” Jungkook sings sweetly, and everyone else follows as they all bid adieu to the professor. Still a little frazzled from the possibility that Jungkook may have watched you flail around like a total loser, you take a second longer to turn your mic on. Your classmates quickly leave the meeting, leaving only a few stragglers until the very end.

Surprisingly, Jungkook is here too, brown eyes focused on the screen. You unmute yourself. “Um,” you stammer, eyes unwillingly flickering over to Jungkook who smiles at the sound of your voice. “Goodbye. Thank you,” you rush out, and then quickly leave the meeting as well.

With the meeting over, you’re left staring at the home page of the Zoom app, heart beating a little too fast to be normal. Your face feels warm, and your fingers tremble from some unfamiliar, giddy feeling in your chest. You exhale slowly, hand coming up to rub at your chin as if that will somehow explain the weird excitement from your Zoom meeting. Maybe it was just adrenaline, or nervousness, you try to convince yourself. After all, the first day of classes is always nerve-wracking.

Except when you navigate to your class page and begin to mindlessly scroll through the class roster, there’s a weird stutter to your heartbeat when you catch sight of that Jeon Jungkook (he/him) that appears halfway down the list.

Copyright © 2020, 1kook on tumblr. absolutely NO reposts allowed.

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[l0vegl0wsinthedark]

Omg omg I have a prompt ! Draco got Harry's number but (because he's shy, because he's afraid of rejection) he doesn't tell him he's him, and after a while Harry is going insane because Derek sounds amazing (although he's somehow never available to go out on a date) but Draco is so fucking hot

(Is a long one sentence prompt an acceptable loophole? 😅 can't wait to see what you can come up with (if you choose to write it))

Have a good day !

(lol what a loophole 😂)

*

Hey. U up?

Yes, good morning :)

How did dinner with ur folks go?

Oh, it was a nightmare, as expected. How was your Sunday evening?

Lonely without u

Don't make a man blush this early in the day.

Do u blush easily?

I guess so. I'm very pale.

I bet u look pretty when u blush

I bet you say that to all the boys.

Harry surveyed the canteen another time, sighing when the bright head he was looking for remained absent. He looked back at his phone, cursor blinking as he tried to decide what to reply with.

I wish I could see u blush

Oh no, don't start.

Wat?? I just want to meet for coffee or something

Oh, Harry. I'd be such a disappointment.

I doubt that

Harry waited but Derek didn't text back immediately. He looked around the canteen, ignoring his half eaten omelette and sipping his coffee instead. Then, his heart cartwheeling wildly, he saw Malfoy walk in, cloak over one arm, briefcase in one hand, his hair blinding in its pale brightness.

He was always so polished and beautiful, Malfoy. His clothes were perfectly tailored and ironed, tie knotted with military precision, shoes highly polished. Harry felt like everything Aunt Marge ever labelled him in comparison to Malfoy. Stupid posh git.

Stupid posh git who was just so fucking hot.

Harry ducked his head, sliding low in his chair, when Malfoy picked up a plate, joined the short queue at the breakfast buffet and looked around as he waited. Harry stayed slouched out of sight until Malfoy had served himself some sliced fruit and toast before finding a table on the other side of the pillar Harry was half hidden behind.

As Harry straightened up, his phone buzzed.

You're worth someone...perfect. Because that's what you are.

Harry's fingers fumbled as he punched out a reply with his thumbs, his belly fluttering.

U cant stay stuf like that ubless ur gona meet me so I can show u how much u mean to me

I know, I shouldn't lead you on. I'm sorry. I just like you too much and I wish I was brave enough to take this to the next level.

I promise u wont regret it

I know I won't but you will.

I wont!

Harry... You won't like me.

I doubt that

I mean it. I'm not what you're looking for.

I don't know wat I'm looking for

You don't have a type?

Harry looked at the pillar as if he could see Malfoy through it and bit his lip. If only he had the balls to walk up to him and just ask him out like he'd been dying to for almost two years, he could stop begging Derek to meet him like some sort of desperate freak.

Harry looked at his phone, sighing. He recalled the drawled conversation he had overhead Malfoy having with a coworker in the tea room and the way Harry had hurried out so he wouldn't be caught laughing madly.

I like...gits who challenge me. And make me laugh. U do that

What else?

Fuck. I like them pale and mouthy with an arse I could kill for but he is so fucking beyond my league, Harry wanted to bellow.

I don't know. I just wish we could meet

I know. Me too.

Harry sighed again and pushed away from the table, picking up his tray and turning to go dump it into the slot on the other side of the room. Belatedly remembering that Malfoy sat on the other side of the pillar (looking fancy and unattainable) Harry detoured by walking into the balcony that ran along the back of the room, connecting to the canteen through several open doorways.

Harry walked all the way to the other end of the room, deposited his tray and then doubled backed through the balcony again, pausing to peer into the canteen through the window that was directly behind Malfoy...

...who was bent over a Muggle cell phone he held under the table.

Harry's mouth dropped open. Even Hermione hadn't agreed to get a cell phone but Malfoy had one?!

Unable to resist, Harry slipped inside and crept up to Malfoy, turning over cleverly phrased greetings in his mind.

Malfoy's knee was bouncing restlessly and he was holding the phone so tightly that his knuckles bulged. Harry stopped and fidgeted for a second, glancing at the screen once more.

And then almost had a heart attack.

Across the top of the screen was the name of the person Malfoy was texting, clear as day, the font large and square:

"Harry <3"

and beneath that, the long exchange of familiar looking text messages.

Harry's breath suddenly whooshed out of him so loudly that Malfoy heard it and turned, frowning in bewilderment.

Harry and he blinked at each other for a moment. Then,

"Derek?"

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[takamishinko]

could I pls request the bakusquad with a close FTM friend . their friend is pretty insecure about his chest . he’s also insecure about what people would think of him being trans . how would the bakusquad react if someone Mineta said something nasty to him ? if you’re uncomfortable w/ this request , feel free to ignore it , I don’t want to make you uncomfortable

have a wonderful day / noon / night 💞

sure u can! hope u have a wonderful day/noon/night too :)

perfect

a/n: this is my writing content for ftm readers i hope i don't offend anyone!

pronouns: he/him, ftm!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of pre-transition, transphobic phrases, sexual harassment, and mineta

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you were pretty close friends with the whole bakusquad, close enough to the point where they would not hesitate to throw hands if someone messed with you. they know about your situation and they completely accept you for it. 

they all took the news better than you expected. mina was super excited when you first came out to her and even though she had a big mouth she kept yours a secret because she knew how important this was to you, plus you might have not been comfortable about others knowing about it yet. sero was super chill about it and kirishima called you manly right after you came out to him. kaminari on the other hand was having an internal war with himself since he thought you were both pretty and handsome before and after. last but not least, bakugou hit you with a "ha? i don’t care as long as you’re still strong." after you told him.

all the reassuring comments your friends gave you made you feel a lot better about yourself. you had also told some of your other friends in the class like midoriya, uraraka, iida, and asui. they all supported you and since class 1A is pretty open about subjects like this you had nothing to worry about. 

however, just because most people have reassured it didn’t mean that you’d just suddenly  feel better right away. in a way you still felt different. you were still insecure about what other people around you would think about you, especially your chest area since your hero costume made them very obvious that they've gone through transition before. harsh comments from insensitive bastards still scar your mind deeply. their hurtful words pierced through your heart and mind.

"you'll never be a real boy."

"you're not normal." 

words like this break you down bit by bit and destroy your self esteem until you're left feeling worthless and defeated. people like this played a big role in why you never confided anyone in your secret. you feared that they would repeat these words, especially your dear classmates.

after school,  sero, kaminari, kirishima, and bakugou had left to do some training while you, mina, and some other people had stayed behind to help clean up and chill in the classroom. it was a nice way to ease yourself. mina was cheerful and funny teasing uraraka about deku, while you and tsuyu were chattering about the test that you took and guessing what mark you both received. 

you decided to stay behind a little in class after everyone returned to the dorms. you hummed while watching the sunset. it was a good environment to do some studying in, quiet and peaceful, seeing as there was an important test coming up.

you were just about to start packing up after finishing the last question on the review page until you saw a short purple figure pop up next to the door. it was mineta, the class pervert that everyone tried to stay away from. you didn't like mineta obviously, no one did. you didn’t exactly want to talk to him but you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and assumed he wasn’t here to be grotesque.

why was he just standing there eyeing you up and down? an uncomfortable pricking sensation washed over you so while packing up, you decided to speak to break the awkward silence. "hello mineta, can i help you?" 

mineta wore a smug look before the corner of his lips lifted into a snide grin.

"hey~ d/nnn." he mocked, holding the last letter of your previous name.

what..?

your heart fell into your stomach at his words. why the hell was he bringing up your deadname? you balled your shaking fists and tried to calm down before you mauled the smug grape with your quirk.

"it's y/n, and if you don't have anything to say i wanna go back to the dorms." you speak with feigned courtesy as you finished backing up, scooting out of your chair.

"alright alright y/n whatever. say~ what are you doing by yourself all alone in the classroom at this time. perhaps you were waiting for someone?" mineta sing-songed while walking closer to you.

"i was just trying to get some homework finished,” you grit out. “do you mind moving? i would like to leave-" 

before you could even finish your sentence you see drool coming out of minetas mouth and his hands doing the signature grabby grabby while his eyes practically drowned in your chest area.

"you’ve probably got a nice pair of boobs huh? even if they’re flat." 

mineta mentioning that certain body part broke you. the tears immediately started to accumulate under your eyes, on the edge of spilling. you could've easily pushed mineta away due to how much smaller he was than you, but you didn't have the strength to. you felt even weaker than him and didn't have the will to fight back, your limbs being reduced to jelly. you felt helpless.

mineta on the other hand felt powerful, someone like you with a strong quirk being reduced to something akin to a quivering rabbit gave him a sick sense of pleasure. just when mineta was about to place his hands on you a certain spiky haired blonde rushed into the room and lifted mineta away from you.

"OI SMALL FRY! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUR HANDS GOING HUH??" bakugou snarled at the midget followed with a strong blast.

kirishima, kaminari, and sero quickly ran into the room. mr. aizawa followed up upon hearing the commotion. his eyes scanned over your distressed form before looking over at a shaken mineta. he assessed the situation and let out a sigh, hands pinching the bridge of his nose.

"mineta, my office, right now." he spoke, voice lacking any sort of amusement.

"b-but" mineta stuttered out.

"now."

mineta froze at the tone of mr. aizawa's voice and left the room with him, his head down. before aizawa left he gave you an apologetic look and told you he'd come back later to talk to you. kaminari followed them out to listen in.

kirishima grabbed your arm gently and sat you down on the chair. "y/n you okay man? he didn't touch you anywhere right?" he questioned worriedly.

"i’m gonna turn that guy into a cocoon, i swear." sero followed up.

you were incredibly surprised at what just almost happened. you almost got harassed by a midget grape but thank goodness your friends were there to save you from him.

"thanks guys." you muttered out while wiping away stray tears.

"of course man! we're always here for you, bakugou heard mineta all the way from across the hall when we came back to grab our stuff and immediately rushed over! you should've seen him, it was like he was running for his life!" kirishima said, chuckling. 

bakugou rolled his eyes. "shut up shitty hair, he's in need, of course i’m gonna sprint over. if he ever says that shit to you again, i’ll beat that little fucker up again. 

"well you won't have to worry about that anymore because i went to eavesdrop and mr. aizawa said he’s under house arrest for a long time for attempting to sexually harass a classmate." denki’s cheery voice rings out as he walks into the classroom while pointing finger guns at all of you. 

your eyes lit up from hearing the good news.

"hey y/n if anyone messes with you be sure to let us know ok?" sero smiles as he puts a hand on your shoulder.

"you're like a brother to us and we won't hesitate to fight anyone who dares to do something like what mineta just did." kirishima spoke, grinning.

"you're perfect just the way you are y/n, and we love you for that! who the hell cares about what others think of you. just be yourself and everyone else will love ya." denki followed up with a smirk.

"dunce face is right, don't worry ‘bout anyone else, not even us if you don't want to. if you're still feeling down i can blast dunce face if you want." bakugou said while chuckling evilly. 

the room filled with laughter at kaminari’s protests.  thanked your friends for being there for you. you couldn't have asked for a better friend group than them. after a while, the five of you walk back to the dorms. you smile to yourself while the other four bicker and laugh, you wished to live in this moment forever.

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[andypantsx3]

Hii can I request a deleted scene for "if I could keep cool" that tells chapter 2 from Shouto's POV? I would absolutely love to c what was going through Shouto's head when he figured out that Y/N was just a cleaning lady and what was the moment that made him want to ask her out when he saw her at his house afterwards! Thank u!!

I accidentally got carried away, so this bad boy is 1.9k!! My apologies lol. I hope you like it!!

It wasn’t every day that someone told Shouto Todoroki to go fuck himself. 

Particularly not quirkless civilians, and never those he’d rescued. 

There was usually a lot more breathless gratitude, some bowing and scraping, and—mystifyingly—a lot of phone numbers, handkerchiefs, and very unsubtle attempts to get a hand or two around his biceps. Shouto didn’t really know what his biceps had to do with it, but he’d seen the same thing happen to Midoriya and Kirishima as well—and Bakugou once, before he’d nearly gnawed the woman’s hands off—so he assumed it was just another social cue he’d never understand.

As little as he cared for social cues, however, he was certain that there was usually a lot more thank you and a little less go fuck yourself involved in the whole rescuing process.

But then, he’d also never told off a civilian for having been kidnapped before. 

A civilian who, he’d come to realize almost immediately afterward, hadn’t deserved it.

When he’d asked his mother her advice over the phone, she’d told him the best thing to do was to be honest and try to start fresh. “White flowers mean forgiveness—tulips new beginnings,” she’d advised him.

So Shouto had ducked into the nearest florist and brought back an apology in hopes that you would accept it. 

He might have known, however, that you’d manage to turn even a simple apology completely on its head.

The clatter of cleaning supplies in his kitchen on Thursday afternoon told Shouto you’d let yourself in for your usual shift. He followed the sound, only for it to halt at his approach, the kitchen seemingly empty as he drew nearer.

He stopped short, fighting down a surprised swell of amusement when he realized you’d ducked down, hiding yourself behind his counters as if anyone, especially a pro hero, might be fooled by that.

“I know you’re there,” he said, keeping his tone even.

He heard a muttered swear word, and then you were rising slowly to your feet, wearing a sheepish expression, and clutching a bottle of windex like a weapon.

You looked just as you had the day of your rescue, though obviously a little less harrowed by a kidnapping. You were dressed casually in jeans and a simple shirt, no indicator that you were an employee of a cleaning service—Shouto felt at least a little justified in his mistake from last week.

You were clearly a college student, the backpack dumped at his kitchen island was evidence of that much, overflowing with textbooks and notes as it was, and you looked just slightly disheveled, like you might have come straight from class.

It was part of some nebulous, unassuming appeal to you, now that he had occasion to notice. He’d remembered your features twisted up in disdain, but they were open in surprise now, your eyes wide, fixed on him. His own eyes were drawn to the scrunch of your nose, a little curl of embarrassment that he suddenly found himself unable to tear his gaze away from.

“I, uh, thought you weren’t supposed to be here,” you admitted to him with a visible cringe.

Shouto almost laughed. He didn’t know much about you, but it was clear to him now that you weren’t anything like a crazy fan. You looked like you’d rather be anywhere but here at the moment. In fact, you looked rather like you might bolt any second.

A strange feeling shifted in his chest, and Shouto cut right to the chase.

“I owe you an apology,” he said simply.

You startled so violently that you dropped the windex. “W-what?”

Shouto sighed, admitting, “My manager schedules the cleaning days. I didn’t realize that you were—that is to say, I thought you were a fan who had broken in and managed to get kidnapped while you were at it.”

You gaped, another confused little expression that Shouto found himself fixating on with an intensity that surprised him. The weird feeling in his chest shifted, burning a little hotter. 

He wondered absently what other expressions he could get you to make.

“Oh, I, um...nope. Not a fan,” you said, and the feeling grew more insistent. 

He paused over the phrasing—not a fan. 

It had never bothered him before, when someone was a bigger fan of a classmate than they were of him, or weren’t really a hero fan at all. Shouto honestly did not quite understand why hero work was so tied up in fandom in the first place, and only attended fan events because his manager’s temper was not a thing to be trifled with. 

He wanted to be a hero who put people at ease, but ease was the last thing he felt with people clamoring all over him. Fighting villains was infinitely more preferable.

So why did your admission that you weren’t a fan of his niggle at his brain, like a particularly insistent parasite?

Who were you a fan of, if not him? 

“...Well, glad that’s cleared up now. I’ll just, uh, go then,” you said, grabbing an armful of the cleaning supplies and shoving it back under the sink hastily.

Shouto had moved before he knew what he was doing, getting himself in between you and the door out to the hallway. 

“Wait,” he said, feeling uncomfortable. “I want to make up for what I said to you. You...didn’t deserve that, especially not right after you’d been kidnapped by a villain.”

He watched you eye the space between his hip and the counter, like you were considering making a break for it. As he watched your face, he felt some strange hope that you might try it, a certainty he would catch you. 

...Why did he want to catch you?

You waved a hand. “It’s fine. You saved me, we can call it even.”

Shouto’s mouth turned down minutely. He’d behaved badly, but surely you’d credit him better manners than that. “It’s my fault you were taken in the first place. I’d like to apologize properly.”

Your face did something weird, then, another distracting little curl of the nose. “You don’t actually have to go fuck yourself,” you blurted.

Shouto stared at you, caught off guard.

“Uh, I mean. You saved my life,” you babbled suddenly. “And yeah what you said to me was super rude, but what I said to you was also super rude. So, um, I’m sorry too. And I really would just like to call it even and forget about it because it’s super embarrassing for both of us and I could literally die thinking about it.”

You stopped suddenly, looking self-conscious like you’d realized you’d been rambling. Shouto almost wished you hadn’t.

“I hadn’t really planned on it,” he said quickly.

“Hadn’t planned on what?”

“Fucking myself,” he clarified. You choked on a shocked laugh, and he let a small smile tug at his mouth—there.

Finally.

Finally you looked a little more comfortable with him. 

Shouto tried hard not to look too pleased with himself.

“Oh, well that’s good, then," you said. Then you puffed up a little, adding, "That’s probably a job for your actual secret lover.”

Good lord. “Not you, too.”

You threw him a smile, and Shouto’s heartbeat tripped over itself. “But I have evidence. I saw that homemade soup in your fridge once with the love note attached.”

It took him a moment to focus on what you were saying, but Shouto recalled the soup in question. It had been quite good, even if Bakugou had spent almost a half an hour ranting about what a weak ass little bitch he was for catching a cold. It had almost been worth it, the soup was that delicious. “Ah yes. That secret lover.”

“Cute pet name, too,” you said.

Shouto let out a low laugh, recalling the note. “You fucking fuck, was it?”

You laughed too, tension easing from your shoulders. Shouto’s eyes hungrily traced even that small movement.

A dawning sense of what was happening finally settled over him as he pronounced, “As it happens, however, I did already plan more of an apology.”

You looked up at him, your brow furrowing. “You planned...more of an apology?”

He gestured to a tall vase of white tulips on the kitchen counter. Your eyes went a little rounder as you observed them. You looked like you weren’t sure if they were for you, as if there were another previously kidnapped cleaning girl lurking about, who might be in need of an apology.

What a fascinating thing you were.

“I’ve been told that they mean forgiveness and new beginnings. I had hoped that we might...start over,” Shouto explained. He couldn’t help but feel self-conscious.

“I didn’t bring you any flowers,” you blurted.

He covered up a surprised laugh with a cough, the feeling in his stomach burning hotter. “I hadn’t expected them.”

He watched you turn back thoughtfully to the bouquet, certain now.

Over the phone, his mother had also said white flowers carried connotations of honor and purity. Two notions, Shouto realized with a growing sense of curiosity, that may be entirely inapplicable to his feelings about you.

He didn’t know much about you, but he knew for certain that he’d like to know more. And as he watched you reach out to pluck at a petal, wearing a shy little smile, he thought that yes, honor and purity had very little to do with his intentions at the moment.

You thanked him for the flowers, and Shouto made it clear to you that he hadn’t meant what he’d said about you being unwelcome here. He wanted—no, desired your return now. 

“That’s good to hear, thank you,” you said. Then your smile went a little mischievous. “As you can see, though, it didn’t really deter me.”

Shouto let himself smirk. “If I hadn’t seen the cleaning supplies already on the counter, I would be concerned that you’d come back for revenge.”

“There’s still time,” you joked. “Maybe I was going to play the long game and fill all the bottles with Sprite.”

The mulish statement surprised him into another laugh. “I hope the flowers are enough of a deterrent.”

You looked over the flowers again, then smiled up at him. His eyes caught on your mouth.

“The bribe has been accepted. Your countertops are safe from me.” You paused, then added, “For now.”

The hot feeling was everywhere now, simmering just underneath Shouto’s skin. He left himself lean towards you, relishing in the way your breath caught in a tiny hitch. “Be warned that I will do whatever it takes to ensure the safety of my countertops.”

You complained that he hardly used them, but complied nevertheless. Then you bullied him out of the kitchen, that tiny little scrunch back on your nose.

Shouto let you have your way, making his way over to the couch and settling on it with a book he had absolutely no intention of reading. Instead, as he watched you clean, he considered things.

He had always been straightforward about his goals. Once he’d chosen heroism as his dream, he’d let nothing stand in his way, working diligently all through UA, shooting nonstop through the ranks before breaking into the top five this year, one of the youngest to have ever done it. 

He was deliberate about what he wanted. He worked hard for what he wanted.

And as he wandered back towards the kitchen, questions ready in his mouth, he knew what else he wanted.

He wanted to know more about you.

He wanted to spend more time with you.

He wanted…

Well, he rather thought he wanted you.

I was going to edit this but every time I went to touch it, I made it worse. I hope you liked it anyway!

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[emotionallyits2009]

deancas fic rec list!

hello everyone! happy christmas to those who celebrate it, my gift to you is my fic rec list that i said i would make like a month ago. the only thing it is organized by is canonverse vs alternate universe. tried to cover a variety of subjects but there are in particular many fics of the genre “postcanon where cas is human and he and dean live together and slowly finally get their shit together” because i know what i’m about, son. HOPE U ENJOY. and if you wanna talk about any of them or rec me other fics please do. :) 

Canonverse:

where the weeds take root by deathbanjo, 30k, explicit “Are you happy? Y’know. Just—being here,” Dean says, gesturing to the yard with his beer bottle. “Being with—I mean, you used to fight in celestial wars and—and save the world. Now you’re growing vegetables and talking about chickens.” There are many fics set in a post-canon universe where Cas is human and he and Dean live together and slowly fall into a relationship. Imo this one is the best of the best of that genre. This was one of the first fics I read back in July when I was getting Back Into Supernatural where I was like oh fuck I’m like in this. Dean builds Cas planters and bookshelves and a chicken coop and they fight and work through it.

Cuckoo And Nest by komodobits, 10k, explicit For a long time, Castiel thought that every earthly possession other than the immediately necessary was excess to requirement. But Dean – Dean who named his car, who keeps a photograph of his mother in his wallet, some thirty-plus years after her death, who still has the crumpled ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign with a sleeping pelican emblazoned on it from the Microtel outside of Roanoke where he first kissed Castiel, clumsy and unsure, under the unsteady fluorescence of an exhausted bathroom bulb – is sentimental. It puzzles Castiel, where Dean draws the line between what is meaningful and what it is worthless. Really Gets the dynamic of Cas doesn’t think Dean wants him to stay/Dean thinks Cas will leave the first chance he gets. Also a nice example of Cas thinking he’s not wanted if he’s not useful/powerful and being told otherwise. Another all-time fave!

lonely hearts by outphastthemoat, 4.5k, gen He thinks he might give up having his own anything just to be able to step foot inside the room next door and sit on the edge of Dean’s bed instead. This one is for the CAS GIRLS who know what LONELINESS feels like.

Helionneiros by aeli_kindara, 24.2k, mature In which Dean visits his mother, and Claire takes Cas on a hunt. I’m always on the lookout for more fic with Claire and Jack. Jack doesn’t show up until the end here but the relationship between Cas and Claire is really nice.

Crawl by aeriallon, 11k, explicit It’s been almost four years since Castiel left Kansas; he'd eventually settled in an island town where he has a job, a house, and a life without the Winchesters. Every winter, Dean drives down to the coast to see him. Another fic where Cas is human but in this one he took some time for himself and got some distance from the Winchesters! He gets to be competent and weird as a human and we love that for him. I must warn you all that this fic contains one use of the phrase “making love” which would normally put me right off but it’s still worth reading. The first of a three-part series.

home where you hold me by microcomets, 1.6k, gen Cas and Dean, in the moments between their battles, ache for quiet spaces. Technically this is a coda to 10x20 but you don’t need the episode for context. Short and very sweet.

Build a Home by domesticadventures, 20.1k, teen After they save the world, Dean expects Cas to come back to the bunker with them. He doesn’t. This one is so cute it’s like what if once they were done saving the world Sam and Dean actually invited other hunters to move into the bunker with them. Obviously Dean wants that to include Cas but doesn’t know how to use his words.

the taste of gravel in the mouth by deathbanjo, 22.4k, explicit This is what Cas gave up Heaven for: greasy diner food, shitty motel rooms with even shittier cable, long car rides spent in complete silence except for the same six tapes playing over and over again, and a burnt-out husk of a man who can barely hold a conversation anymore. Angst fic! They go on a road trip and Dean is severely fucked up post-Mark of Cain.

Unknown Quantities by xylodemon, 8.6k, explicit No one ever tells Dean anything. Another nice getting-together fic.

Creature of Habit by trinityofone, 5.2k, teen The more you love someone, the more you want to kill them. Or: How Cas developed some bad habits, and Dean coped surprisingly well. This one is ancient by destiel standards (written during season 5) but it manages to nail the married couple vibes they give off in later seasons. Cas is a bitch and Dean likes him so much. <3

The (Mostly Accidental) Courtship of Dean Winchester by Tuesday, 11.2k, mature Angelic marriage rites were never intended to go quite like this. Another old one that is a lot of fun! They get Accidental Angel Married and if you don’t enjoy dumb fanfiction tropes like that I don’t know what to say to you.

Vena Amoris and Other Old-Fashioned Bullshit by pyrebi, 4k, teen In which angelic marriage bonds are apparently stupidly easy to trigger, Cas wages multidimensional war in Heaven, Dean can't catch a break like ever, Sam rather enjoys being a dick, love saves the day, and nobody consummates anything. The OTHER accidental angel marriage fic written in 2010. 

Crazy Diamonds by pantheon_of_discord, 24.8k, explicit A week ago, Dean was pulled out of Hell. Now, he’s apparently woken up in 2018, and the angel that a mere twenty-four hours beforehand had threatened to chuck him back into the pit is sleepily pouring himself coffee and wearing Dean’s second-favourite Zeppelin shirt. It all seems like a perfect happy ending, but with Hell’s scars still so fresh, Dean can’t imagine how he could have possibly gotten there. At the same time, the Dean who went to sleep in the bunker, right next to Cas, wakes up on Bobby’s couch in 2008. He’s instantly bombarded with questions by a Lilith-obsessed brother and a man who’s been dead for years, and must decide between keeping his finally-perfect life intact, and the lives he could save by re-writing history. Regardless of these choices, both Deans are trapped in the wrong decade, and their only way back lies with a Castiel still very much under Heaven’s thumb – one who might find the future Dean describes difficult to believe. Time travel is FUN. There’s an excellent part where (minor spoilers) future!Dean is like, “Guess what, asshole? You like me so much you marry me!!!!!!!!!!!” to 2008!Castiel that made me laugh out loud the first time I read it. Also just a good reminder of how most problems in life are temporary and if you could go back in time to talk to your younger self you’d be like, “Hey man. Chill out. You get through it.”

The Path of Fireflies by museaway, 63.7k, mature After his humanity is restored, Dean wakes up in bed with Castiel, a wedding ring, and no memory of the past twelve years. There’s a lot of amnesia fic and djinn fic out there were Dean wakes up ~suddenly together with Cas~ but I like this one in particular because he’s initially very confused and kind of a dick about it until he acknowledges that being with Cas makes him happy.

take the long way home by dothraki_shieldmaiden, 95k, explicit Three months ago, when Dean decided to retire, he thought his life was going to end up differently. He'd thought that he might get to have it all, Sam, Cas, Jack, and nice little place to live. Instead he gets Sam and Jack off on their Summer of Love Tour, radio silence from Cas, and a never-ending road trip consisting of himself. Still reeling from the loss of his grace, Castiel travels the country in search of hunts. Driven by a need to prove his usefulness, he pushes himself beyond all limits of endurance. Together, with the help of a few friends, a crumbling Victorian house, and a stray cat, Dean and Castiel patch themselves back together and create a home together. Do you wanna read almost one hundred thousand words of Dean and Cas having extremely intense feelings but refusing to voice them aloud? Haha of course you do that’s why you’re here. There’s also a lot about Cas adjusting to being human and being depressed about it which might resonate if you’ve ever felt weird about having a body. To be honest the author could stand to use a few more commas but there were also half a dozen moments that made me put my phone down and drag my hand slowly over my face and whisper “oh my god” to myself which is like, the ultimate measure of a good fanfiction so it gets to be on the list.

like moses and batman and james dean by saltyfeathers, 31.6k, explicit dean used to turn tricks. over a decade later, he met cas. Have you seen the fanon (apparently pioneered by Mr. Jackles “Original Deankin” Ackles himself) that Dean used to prostitute himself to feed himself and Sam when they were younger? Are you interested in exploring that concept in fanfiction? Well, this is the only fic you need. Mind the tags on this one! It’s not what I’d call happy but it’s good.

Some Assembly Required by narrow_staircases, 47k, mature It’s September of 2005, and Dean Winchester, in an attempt to outrun old mistakes and painful memories, finds himself in southern Kentucky on a wild goose chase. He’s completely certain this weird religious movement he’s “investigating” is a hoax, despite the miraculous healings people report, and he’ll be back on the road in a day or two. Things are looking up when he meets Cas, an awkward (and gorgeous) graduate student who’s actually doing honest-to-god research into the local tent revival meetings. When that research takes a weird and personal turn, Dean’s left to face two very serious realities: one, this may be a real case after all, and two, he’s fallen way harder for Cas than he should ever have let himself. Stanford-era AU of Dean trying to avoid his father and getting in over his head on a case.

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And This, Your Living Kiss by opal_bullets, 57k, mature Only a very few people in the world know that the celebrated and reclusive poet Jack Allen is just Kansas mechanic Dean Winchester, a high school dropout with a few bucks to his name. Not that it matters anymore; life has left him so wrung out he never wants to pick up another pen. Until, that is, a string of coincidences leads Dean to auditing a poetry course with one Dr. Castiel Novak. The  professor is wildly intelligent, devastatingly handsome...and just so happens to be academia's foremost expert on the poetry of Jack Allen. Mundane AUs in this fandom have to be really, really good to catch my attention and this one is! It’s exactly what it says in the summary and the characterization is spot-on. 

Out to Drift by deathbanjo, 20.9k, mature Dean drives a black car with a loud engine. He lies too easily. He keeps a gun in the back of his jeans, and Castiel isn’t sure, but he wouldn’t be surprised if Dean has killed someone before. Two people in fucked-up unstable situations meeting and forming a connection. Honestly guys I really just love deathbanjo.

#fic #deancas #destiel