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transtravisstoll · 19 days

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Batkids Age Reversal List

want to do a age reversal AU for the batkids but why do the comics keep fucking up their ages this has taken me weeks of trying to figure out i’m gonna off the DC comic writers. if you have any better ideas for their ages pls let me know im going to gouge my eyes out if i have to do any more math.

alfred: ???

-immortal. fuck you. he looked death in the face and told him to stop tracking mud all over his freshly mopped floors and that dinner was at eight.

bruce: 39

-had damian at eighteen bc i wanted it to be as close to his age gap with dick in canon as possible but i am not having this man fathering a child at 15

damian: 21

-came to gotham at age 8, refused to be a normal kid bc he was literally raised an assassin and bruce doesn’t know how to encourage nonviolent activities in children so letting him fight crime seemed… better than being an assassin. he, at the age of eight, could not come up with a name that wasn’t fucking Terrifying so whenever gordon asked for his “little shadow”‘s name they were suspiciously silent bc no, damian, you can not call yourself Vengeance or Malice. the media called him shadow and it stuck.

duke: 18

-wanted to keep his age gap with tim similar, but with duke being the older one, instead of doing dick and jason’s age gap bc it makes more sense this way.

-his parents got jokerified when he was 12, and so did a Lot of people in the Narrows. it absolutely decimated their little community so duke became signal. he didn’t fight crime, he gave back to his community, he helped with the cleanup. bruce ended up basically kidnapping the poor kid. (duke ran away from his foster home because he wasn’t a glorified babysitter or maid, fuck you, he can crash on couches.)

STEPH: 16

-again, wanted to keep the age gap between steph and tim the same but keeping steph the older one. makes more sense this way!! leave me alone.

-became spoiler at 13, was only spoiler for a year before she became shadow at 14 for about six months in between damian and jason. there was a six month period as well where bruce didn’t have a shadow and alfred literally had to bribe steph to be shadow bc he wasn’t abt to let a kid run around the gotham night without knowing batman was two steps ahead of them. plus, having a kid with him made bruce more cautious.

TIM: 15

-FINALLY got to mimicking the age gap between dick and jason in canon

-never becomes shadow, actually, he takes bab’s spot as their computer wiz. doesn’t call himself oracle though because he fucking sucks at making names. calls himself override (barf).

-also, steph is the only one who hes told he’s override to and also knows the batfam’s identities

-duke knows tim is override bc he’s scary like that!! tim doesn’t know duke knows he’s override, but duke knows that tim knows their identities and tim Also doesn’t know that. duke is fr terrifying. love him.

-tim figured out the batfam because of duke’s meta abilities bc he’s also scary like that

Jason: 14

-oh, he’s… currently out of commission. became shadow at 12.

-didn’t die in ethiopia, because fuck that plot. he was doing a stakeout but the joker had kidnapped this itty little baby (an eight year old boy) who he found running around the gotham night. jason went out of commission saving that little boy. what does out of commission mean? who knows. could be dead. could be severely injured. kidnapped. the possibilities are endless.

-i think it’s fucked that the comic fans voted for a fifteen year old to die by the joker. y’all are crazy.

cass: 13

-mimicking jason and cass’ age gap with cass being younger bc it makes more sense leave me alone

-isn’t a Batman approved shadow (yet) but she shadows batman anyways after jason’s… indisposed. the bonus is that batman doesn’t Know he has a shadow but gotham is kept in the dark abt shadow being (redacted) because cass and jason had the same exact fucking build, okay, jason hasn’t gotten his growth spurt yet (because of childhood malnutrition) . weird how batman lost weight though, after he went on that rage incident after the latest arrest of the joker. he’s leaner now. (is it the same batman? who knows.)

dick: 8

-mimicking the tim and damian age gap, bc it’s six years in my head leave me alone.

-huh, jason went out of commission saving an eight year old and dick is eight… suspicious. coincidence? hm.

babs: 7

-mimicking the babs and dick age gap but with babs being younger bc i think she’s older in canon? unsure. DC please i’m going to kill you and then me.

#batkids #batman #dick grayson #stephanie brown #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #jason todd #reverse robins #dc comics

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outro-jo · 1 year

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저기요 누나/형

pairing: han jisung x (older) reader

type: blurb

summary: that one kid in your office won’t stop asking you out…maybe that’s not such a bad thing

request: yes

warnings: age gap (han is current age), technically the reader works for the company but don’t tell jypapi, jisung… being jisung, “저기요 누나 혹시 남자친구 있어요”

a/n: sorry if it’s kinda cringe to bring this line up but it was a request from a new friend on here and i think it’s kinda fun/funny so… slay. we’re gender neutral in this house bc i write for everyone so it’s noona/hyung

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han jisung was an interesting person. he had a type of “rizz” that could be described as like weird and slightly off putting in a cool way. to you he was this kid who felt he could definitely pull you given the right opportunity or line—not that you were really that much older than him. it wasn’t the age that mattered, it was more that you were in totally different places in life. he was in his early twenties, in the prime of his life and career while you were moving into your later years of young adulthood and were looking more to settle down soon rather than hookup or casually date. you had dates and people you were getting closer too but none of them were ever the right fit.

in walks crashes jisung. literally, that’s how you met. he crashed into your office at the jyp building one day. don’t ask how, that still remained to be a mystery you couldn’t quite understand no matter how many times you heard the stories from each member.

from the moment he met you he was always trying to flirt with you or ask you, even a few times he just tired to kiss you. every time you dodged his advances with an eye roll and playful shove which only fueled his need to win you over more.

for jisung, as soon as he met you he knew. it was something he felt deep in his gut that he was put on this earth for you. sure he came on a little strong but he knew it would take some warming up for you. he knew you were headstrong and determined. you knew the way life was supposed to go and falling for a 20 yr old popstar was not the way life was supposed to go—especially a popstar at the company you worked for.

once again you came into the jyp building, greeting the receptionist at the front and other coworkers on your way to your office. it wasn’t 20 minutes later that jisung was leaning against your door frame with what would be your second coffee of the day in his hand.

“저기요 누나/형,” he greeted you with a smirk.

you didn’t look up, you kept typing away at your computer and gave him a slightly perturbed, “hello, jisung.”

“i brought your favorite.” jisung set the coffee on your desk.

“thank you.”

“of course! anything for my baby.” he said in earnest.

as usual you rolled your eyes and deadpanned, “i’m not your baby.”

“well, you could be. i was thinking about our talk the other day and i think you’re wrong about me.”

“oh, really?” you finally looked up at him.

“yes!” his eyes rounded and eyebrows raised. he continued to talk about how your age shouldn’t matter and he feels that you could make things work even with his job and how he could take care of you but it all faded to white noise because he was just so damn cute. his brows furrowed together as he spoke meaning he was serious about what he was saying. he was so determined and…

no!

you snapped out of your daze, sitting up straight and squaring your shoulders to continue typing away at the keyboard. “that’s fine, jisung. thank you for sharing your thoughts.”

“wait, so you’ll go with me?” he asked but to be honest, you were trying so hard to ignore him that you simply waived your hand and said, “sure” before you could even process what was happening.

“yes!! you won’t regret this, hyung/noona! this will be the best date of your life!” jisung ran out the door, leaving the words hanging in the air for you to grasp.

“date… JISUNG!” you called after him but it was no use. he was already halfway to the dorms to tell all the boys and figure out where to get a suit so quickly.

he got you.

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prestonmonterey · 1 month

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aaa i know this is unrelated but i kept watching adamandi and not vincent being like "no one's giving me credit for all my murders (´；ω；｀)

(also your video game sounds so cool i wish i could play it but uh unfortunately my computer sucks and i can't even download games on it not only because it will crash but also because it won't let me)

"i have dedicated the last couple months of my senior year to planning, carrying out, and getting away with the smoothest fucking murders this school has ever seen!"

vincent is such a little guy i would eat them in a heartbeat /aff

(you can watch playthroughs of the stanley parable on youtube!! thats mostly what i do bc i don have the attention span for video games,,, uh uh uh ive watched ranboo play it i think and also secret sleepover society tho idk how much of it they got through,,,, also gtlive but all of them are goin through the dlc after having playedd the game before so theres prolly others that have more endings from the base game) :333

#marble asks

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hamartia-grander · 1 year

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Hey y’all! So after years of saving I just got a PC that I needed for uni but it’s also the first device I have that can run Detroit: Become Human (yes, I’ve never played it myself before, and yes, I’ve been here for over a year. lol). However - I quickly ran into an issue that kept crashing my game, and after several hours of trying various things to fix it I finally found a solution that works (and I’m mad it took me so long bc tbh it should’ve been the first thing I tried). So I’m making this post in case it helps someone else who runs into this issue, because all the stuff you look up online to help has instructions for NVIDIA graphics but I have AMD. So here you go:

If your game crashes and you see a “VK_ERROR_DEVICE_LOST” error message for your graphics driver, and you have an AMD driver, here’s what you do:

1. Go to the AMD official website

Search "AMD drivers" in your browser and click the option that says "AMD drivers and support".

2. Go through the selections and find *your specific driver

For example: mine is an AMD Radeon RX 6600 (not XT) so I would select AMD Radeon RX 6000 series -> AMD Radeon RX 6600 series -> AMD Radeon RX 6600

*If you don't know your specific driver and you're on Windows, go into your desktop search bar and type "device manager", open it and then double click on "Display Adapters" - the option that shows up below is your exact graphics driver.

3. Then click "submit", then select your version of windows (I'm still on Windows 10 bc W11 sucks, so I select "Windows 10 - 64-Bit Edition"), then select "Download+" on the most recent version (the top most version).

4. Run it, let it make changes to your device, it'll auto restart your computer, then auto install/restart again, then boom it's fixed.

I hope this helps someone who doesn't use NVIDIA!

#dbh #dbh bugs #bug fix #this is a developer issue and it's kinda maddening they haven't fixed it yet #but anyways anytime you run into a graphics/GPU error always try this first #as the official driver website download will keep better track of updates and issues than your desktop will #Detroit: Become Human #detroit become human

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americankimchi · 2 years

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I'm watching your WOTR blogging like 👀🍿 can't wait to see what ending you get! But also if you're okay giving more deets what mythic path did you take? You romancing anyone? How mad did you get at Galfrey when she sent you into the Abyss?

I'M TERRIFIED TO END THE GAME I HAVE LIKE 180+ HOURS IN IT AND THIS IS JUST MY FIRST PLAYTHROUGH 😭😭

granted half that is just... load screens and reloading having to redo sections bc sometimes my game will just crash skjjdjfn

i already know i fucked things up but this was my first playthrough i knew i was gonna fuck up and i did..... HHHH [REDACTED] IM SO SORRY..... 😭

i went azata/thundercaller bard 20!! bards are one of my favorite classes so i simply had to once i figured out there wasn't one in the game :V

(trying to figure out what classes my companions were without actually spoiling myself for who my companions were was a JOURNEY let me tell u)

i didn't romance daeran so much as i was sniping back and forth with him and then when i looked up my castle was full of roses. HE romanced ME.

OOOOUUGUGUGH I WAS SO PISSED AND ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE STRIPPED ME OF MY TITLE LIKE WTF I'VE KEPT THIS GODDAMN CAMPAIGN GOING SINGLEHANDEDLY WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!!!! MORALE PERPETUALLY 20/IN THE GREEN, FORTS TAKEN LEFT AND RIGHT, MAXED OUT CRUSADE STATS, AND SHE STILL HAS THE AUDACITY TO FIRE ME AND THEN KICK MY ASS INTO THE ABYSS LIKE BITCH!!!!(!*!*×<$3<3;%,"?:

i didn't give her the first half of the book bc i didn't trust her and i was JUSTIFIED FOR IT. even though i did find out after seeing why [REDACTED] died that apparently i was supposed to give it to her but NO. I TREATED THAT WOMAN WITH SO MUCH PROFESSIONAL AND PERSONAL RESPECT AND THIS WAS THE THANKS I GET??? AND THEN IN ACT 5 SHE'S ALL "UR MY BESTIE" LIKE IF THIS DUSTY ASS RELIC DON'T SHUT HER MOUTH IM JSKDJFJF

my commander listening to her apologize: ....i understand professionally and maybe not now but someday i might even forgive you

me, before my computer: BUT I SURE AS HELL WON'T!!!!!! FUCK YOU

ANYWAYS ive had the game open in the bg while i type all this out im gonna get back to it ty for the ask!! <33

#ask #anon #GALFREY HAD IT NOT BEEN FOR THE STATE OF THE WAR.......#liveblogging p:wotr #p:wotr spoilers #pathfinder wrath of the righteous spoilers

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stevestonbike · 10 months

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Half the year dun!

The club did a ride over a large bridge to Delta BC. The destination was a craft brewery. Once again the link between cycling and beer remains strong. The route chosen had some really poor aspects. I knew this way very well and have crossed that bridge many many times. The leader kept looking at his navigation computer. Insert rant here.

It was stupidly windy. Being in a group helped as you just try to draft as much as possible. The group was not tight by which I mean it was hard to stay in the drafting sweet spot. The person in front of me was always yo-yo-ing which is a bit risky and tiring as you have to keep catching up then slowing down. It is an experience thing.

Once over the bridge the group got separated and confused. One of my old droogs had gone ahead to join the next group up. He eventually waited on this corner where we had to duck under a bridge. He was going to take a picture. It was not tricky in itself, but shit happened. I had been through there a few times before. So I went through and down the path. It took me a while to realize that nobody was following me. I stopped and another rider not in the club passed by me and said someone had crashed. Oh Shit.

I turned around and had to backtrack about a klick and found two of my club waiting there. Where is everyone? "Oh there was a flat I think." Then looking at my old droog who was one of these two he had a huge welt on his lower jaw. "WTF happened?" "Oh I ran into a post. This other guy rode past and cut me off." (The same guy who told me there was a crash) Note to good people. If you see a crash, or even might have caused it please stop.

Weird that the rest of the club was back and helping the flat, but my friend had been injured. Note that whenever someone is hurt, even seriously they always say "I'm fine." His bike had been tweaked and his high tech electronic shifting was dead. Single speed. No going back over the bridge for him. I decided to escort him to the original destination as it was dead flat and easy for a wife to come and find him for rescue.

So I got in front of him and "pulled" him to the big red barn. (Call out to BARNSIDE BREWING https://barnsidebrewing.ca/)

He was doing fine on the bike, but it was good that the route was dead flat and we had a bit of tailwind. Eventually we caught and passed one of our club groups. They were slow as we were not up to going fast.

As we got close I suggested he could take the bike shuttle through the tunnel to get back to his car on dead flat roads. There is a shuttle that runs through a tunnel under the Fraser River. I told him he could look up the schedule on line. So that is what he decided to do. He would ride the shuttle, ride back to his car, drop the injured bike at the LBS (Local Bike Shop) then head home to his wife and dog.

Fun fact. When you get home with an injury wives are always angry. "What did you do now!?"

My ride ended with 89km and change. It was a long day within which I got 26 MET hours. I am up to 1700 MET minutes per week average. Pretty damn good for an old geezer.

#fitblr #bikeblr #old man on a bike #pedal dammit #cycling in vancouver #steveston bike #granfondo whistler

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sky-bee42 · 4 years

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Aight my cumputers kinda trying to full on fuckin die right now so i cant play any video games :'(

I just wanna play terraria, man...

#i literally ran multiple diagnostics and my computer has no idea what the fuck is going on #i tried to do the windows self repair thing but then it was like #and then i went to command prompts and ran chkdsk /r/ f /x and it identified an error but not a cause #im pretty sure it has to do with the fact that my fan broke back in april bc i glitched out subnautica and it made my computer run too hot #and lately its been crashing pretty frequently #but then today when i went to grab my computer it had been running #presumabely since i closed it yesterday around 5-6am and that was apparently the tipping point because then i tried for half an hour #to start it up but it kept crashing and restarting before i ever even got to the login screen and recrashing #so i tried self repair then i tried to restore a previous version but that didn't work and it prompted me to run chkdsk r so i googled it #and then when i tried to run it it didnt work so i did more googling and then i ran chkdsk f r x and then it took 40 minutes to run #but in the end it was still inconclusive #so im running out of options before i have to go to my dad bc hes like a twch guy and hes built all of the home computers weve had #but i dont want to bother him if i can do it by myself

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apocalypticgargoyle · 3 years

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𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙔 | 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙡 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙨 (18+)

∘ request(s):

Ooh maybe edgy!karl teaching skateboarding :o. I’m also in uni and I remember my first frat party was quite interesting 😂 -🦋

ahhhh part four of your edgy karl was soooo good!!! could i get jealous karl? maybe someone else is hitting on the reader at a party

please please please more edgy!karl if u can. like maybe where him and reader get into a fight because he gets like jealous and he just shows the reader who they belong to fjsjjsj thankyouuu !! 🤍🪐 x

∘ pairing: edgy!Karl Jacobs x fm!reader

∘ warnings: nsfw (18+ minors dni), smut, light bdsm, jealous, somewhat toxic behavior, crude language, frat boys (again), mentions of masterbation, biting, domination, spanking

∘ word count: ~3200

∘ links: 𐐪 ao3 𐑂 𐐪 previous part 𐑂 𐐪 submit an edgy!karl edit 𐑂

a/n: not me having to watch daddy tony hawk tutorials for this bc I'm uncultured and only skateboarded for like three months when I was 14 :)))

thank you for all the requests (especially 🦋 ily). if any of you have ideas for what I should call this series, lemme know! as always, have a great week and happy reading :)

♡ ᵍᵉⁿᵉ

The parking lot behind the campus union was barren. The morning dew in the air left a sweet smell to combine with Karl’s cologne as he walked beside you, his arm bumping yours as he listened to you nervously ramble on about one of your classes. You weren’t sure why, but the thought of falling on your ass in front of Karl terrified you more than anything. This man had degraded you and made you completely submit to him in the past, yet you were worried that not being able to master his ~craft~ would ruin his image of you.

He dropped his skateboard, his feet settling on it lazily as he rolled beside you. You watched quietly as he stopped, kicking his foot down on the front of his board so it popped into his hand. “You won’t fall. I’ve got you,” he joshed, tugging on your hand so you were in front of him.

He set the board down, his hands going to your hips as you stepped on it. His fingers dipped under the hem of your sweatshirt, your skin lighting up at his touch as if his hands belonged on you. “You look like an anemic Victorian boy. I don’t trust you as a safety net,” you grumbled, your hands covering his. You knew, roughly, how to skate from a middle school phase you had. Karl only promised to teach you a few tricks, but to say you were rusty would be an understatement.

He chuckled darkly, nudging you closer to the middle of the board and peering over your shoulder to look at your stance. “I’ve fucked you without your feet touching the floor. I think I can catch you before you hit the ground, baby,” he chided, making you scoff.

Your cheeks flushed with heat at his words. “Dirty, dirty boy,” you mumbled. He instructed you on how to kick the board up to where you needed it. His words were simple and almost plain like he knew you could figure it out. You attempted to push the board up, but crashed into Karl’s arms, your back thumping against his chest.

He giggled slightly as he straightened you up, setting you back on the board as his foot kept it from rolling out from under you. His hands hovered over your hips again as he moved his foot, leaving you to balance on your own. “If you fall correctly, people will just think you were giving really good head,” he jested. You shoved his arms away at his words as he laughed at his own joke.

You attempted a few more times and nearly had it down before Karl’s hands were on your hips again, giving you further instructions. You fought not to smile as his breath ghosted against your neck. You knew he cared about teaching you something that---on paper---was seemingly so easy, but his vulgar teasing was beginning to swarm your head. With his next steps set as your goal as well as the feeling of his hold on you, you kicked the board up and attempted to jump with it. While your brain was up to speed, your feet weren’t, sending the board out from beneath you and you to fall into its place.

Karl snorted as choked back a laugh at you scrapping your hands on the concrete. “Come on, don’t be a pussy. Try again,” he chided, voice uneven and laced with whatever dark humor he was getting from watching you do this.

You rolled your eyes playfully, letting him tug you up in front of him. As you wobbled on the board once again, you let his hands dig into your sides. Obviously, it seemed that he actually was worried about dropping you again, despite the fact that he was holding back some kind of sick laugh. “You would be great at teaching a kid how to ride a bike,” you quipped, the fact that he called you a pussy seeping into your mind.

You gasped slightly as you slipped again, this time Karl’s arms wrapping around you tightly, pressing your body against his. “Awe, you want me to put a baby in you, pet?” He jeered with his lips near your ear. You shrugged out of his grip, breaking up your indecent thoughts at his comment.

You could feel the heat rising to your ears as you balanced on his skateboard again. “Stop, you perv,” you deflected, hoping he couldn’t tell how hard you were having to bite back a smirk.

After your skateboarding escapades, you sat typing away at your computer, Karl occasionally looking over his phone to peer at you. His legs were thrown lazily on either side of you as he stretched out on his pillows.

An alarm went off on Karl’s phone, startling you in the process. He fought against smirking at your surprise as he sat up, crawling over to you. “Okay, I gave you two hours,” he stated, leaning forward to press his lips against yours and gently close your computer. The taste of him on your tongue was like a drug for you, leaving you constantly wanting more.

You smirked into his kiss as your brain finally caught up with you. “I hope that document saved, asshole,” you groaned, pushing him back into his pillows as he chuckled at you. His fingers dragged up the length of your thighs, squeezing the flesh in his hands as you straddled him. “Fucking weirdo, timing me. Who are you, my dad?” You teased, pressing a kiss to his neck and digging your fingers into his hair.

He moaned lowly, grinding against you. “Oh fuck yeah. Call me daddy,” he cantered.

“No,” you answered simply. You sat up, reaching over to his top drawer in search of protection, but running your fingers over a lacy garment instead. Your brows knitted together as your gaze shot to the drawer, your underpants dangling from your finger. Karl tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at you nonchalantly as your mind flashed with memories of your time in the bathroom.

Before you had the opportunity to ask him what he was still doing with them, his door popped open to reveal one of Karl’s roommates, his name beginning with a D but slipping your mind. “What are you guys doing in here?” He asked with a rather dopey smile, gesturing to Karl still between your legs. “Everyone’s downstairs, come on.” You and Karl shared a look as he left.

You leaned back down to him, kissing him briefly before pressing your lips to his neck again. “Wanna come over instead?” You suggested softly, your lips ghosting over his ear.

Karl loped down the stairs in front of you, a heavy layer of smoke hanging in the air above your heads. A mass of people crammed themselves together, finding solace in each other after the long week. If you weren’t so hung up on getting into Karl’s pants, you might have considered joining them.

Before the two of you could reach the door, someone called out for Karl. Their voice boomed over the loudness of the music, making Karl wince slightly. His face flattened into a frown as “Todd” waved at the two of you. Karl took a few slugging steps to stand close enough to Todd’s group that they wouldn’t have to yell at each other. You settled your hand on Karl’s hip as you wrapped your hand around his waist, leaning against him. Todd’s eyes traced over you.

He wet his lips. “You guys leaving already?” He asked, leaning back in his chair and accepting the joint offered to him. From an outsider’s perspective, he looked like the king of the castle. Luckily, you knew better. “Come on, play a game with us!” He suggested, patting the empty spot beside him. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell Karl was rolling his eyes. “I got a seat warmed up for you, baby girl,” he nodded towards you.

You perked an eyebrow in his direction and Karl slipped his hand into yours nonchalantly. “Thanks, but no,” Karl stated.

“Come on, Karl. Don’t make me pull pin.” At Todd’s words, Karl groaned reluctantly, the sound barely audible. You furrowed your brows at him. “Fifteen minutes. We were gonna play Never Have I Ever.”

You leaned towards Karl. “What’s pulling pin?” You mumbled.

“Flexing rank,” he grunted back. He tugged you with him to join the group. Before you could sit down, Todd pulled you into the spot beside him. You laughed nervously, watching as Karl’s features darkened as he sat across from the two of you. Todd handed you a drink, which you took but avoided sipping out of.

A boy beside Karl piped up. “Okay, so never have I ever graduated high school. My degree is literally fake.” The boy smiled before taking a drink, making you giggle slightly. Todd draped his arm around the back of the couch where you were sitting. He wasn’t touching you exactly but every ounce of his being was getting under Karl’s skin.

Todd smugly shook his head. “No, Zeke. Those aren’t the rules. You have to say something that’s not true about you. Like…” he trailed off slightly, his gaze settling on you before his mouth twisted into a smirk. “Never have I ever slashed someone’s tires.”

You humored him with a subtle smile as if to ask if he was serious. He gestured towards Karl, who took a drink. You bit back a grin. “Well, never have I ever masturbated to a girl my roommate’s sleeping with,” Karl retaliated. Your eyes grew wide, suddenly happy to watch the event unfold before you.

Todd took a drink after glaring at Karl. He leaned closer to you, this time his arm dropped to pull you against his side. “Do you wanna take a turn?” You shook your head, flashing your eyes to Karl before looping your fingers with Todd’s. Karl chewed the inside of his cheek, looking like he was holding back another laugh. “Alright, I’ll go.” Todd brought your hand up to his lips, kissing your palm. “Ah, I know. Never have I ever betrayed the secret oath of the frat and called the police.”

Karl took another sip, his eyes on you. “Yeah, because never have I ever set the house on fire trying to light a bong,” he answered, making you snort.

You let your free hand settle on Todd’s knee. “Awe, I’d light your bong for you,” you chided, making Todd laugh as he took a drink.

“I bet you could do a lot for me, Princess,” he flirted, his lips nearing your ear. You raised your eyebrows in Karl’s direction, who was sitting with his chin in his hand. His expression was darkly entertained as you flirted with Todd. “Speaking of,” Todd looked to Karl again. “Never have I ever fucked someone on my roommate’s bed,” he teased, tucking his nose in the crook of your neck.

Karl smirked. “You’re right, you probably haven’t,” he stated simply, downing the rest of his drink. Todd tensed slightly beside you. Karl stood, ruffling the hair of one of the other Brothers that were in the group before holding his hand out for you to take. As the two of you left, you heard one of the guys whistle and say something about never having peed in a pool before.

As the two of you left the house, you walked in time with Karl’s heavy steps, swinging your entwined hands as if you were completely oblivious. “I can’t believe I made you jealous,” you taunted. You could practically see the steam rolling off his shoulders as he opened the passenger car door for you. Before you could slip into the seat, Karl’s hand gripped the back of your neck, bringing you to press your lips roughly against his. He pinned you between him and the cool metal of the car as the taste of beer spread across your tongue.

His fingers dug into your hips, his other hand tightening around your throat. The coolness of his tongue ring was a welcomed sensation as you attempted to find friction against his hips. Your fingers moved to close around his wrist as he pulled away, leaving you gasping for air. His face was expressionless as his gaze danced from your lips to your eyes. “I’m going to fuckin’ ruin you for the way you acted,” he ribbed, stepping away from you.

You nearly slid down the side of the car at his words. “Okay,” you whispered, heat rising to your cheeks and ultimately to your core.

Karl’s calm exterior followed you until you finally got your apartment door open. Karl pinned you against the wood of your bedroom door, reaching to twist the lock as his lips began to commandeer your own. His hands dragged up your thighs beneath your skirt, squeezing at the flesh roughly. He yanked your shirt off, grinding his hips up and against yours as his teeth moved to nip at the skin of your neck before returning to badger your lips.

The taste of beer on his lips blended with your flavored chapstick as your tongue slipped into his mouth. In a mess of tugging and biting each other, your body melted into his rough grasp. You wanted whatever repercussions his twisted mind could come up with. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted to you. You fought against diving your hands into his jeans to beg him to continue, but he broke away from you as you fought to catch your breath.

Your lips were buzzing as the feeling of him still lingered. He brought his hand up to your jaw, tipping your chin up to him. “Fucking slut,” the devil’s grin painted across his face before he continued, pressing his lips against yours once more, his grin dragging your bottom lip between his teeth. “You act like I don’t fucking own you,” he nearly growled, his face hovering over yours as his hand squeezed your throat. You moaned quietly as he regulated your breathing with his hand. You wanted to drink in his dark, commanding appearance.

He pushed you back on the bed, making you instinctively crawl up towards the pillows. He smirked slightly, undoing his belt and slipping it into his hands. He put the garment on your bedside table. After tugging his shirt off, he was on top of you again, pushing you into the pillows and the fluffy comforter. Karl’s lips seared yours, showing you how much command he had over your body. He ground his hips against yours, the fabric of his jeans digging into you to elicit a moan echo from your mouth. You could feel his erection hardening against your leg, the tension deep within you tightening at the prospect of what he was going to do to you.

His fingers tugged at your skirt, gripping the material in his fist and dragging it down your body as if it was nothing. He flipped you, your elbows crowding the pillows as you felt him sit on your back, snapping the belt in his hands again. You let out a short breath as Karl’s nails raked up your back before his fingers dipped in your hair, tugging your head back to look at him. “I want you to scream my name tonight,” he groaned. You obliged as he dropped his grip on you.

He pulled your wrists between the bars of your headboard before binding you to the metal with his belt, yanking the leather to sinch against your skin. He dropped his head to press his lips against your shoulder, a tender nod of affection you knew would be the last. You leaned on your side to watch him sit back on his knees to unbutton his jeans. “Be gentle,” you leered, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth to fight your grin again as you watched him spit into his hand and stroke himself in preparation.

He chuckled. “I’ll take good care of you, sweetheart,” he murmured darkly through a smirk. He pulled your hips up and against his own, forcing your face into the mattress. Your hands tightened around the metal bars, as he angled himself at your entrance before driving himself into with an act of force you knew you deserved. A moan of his name slipped past your lips as his fingers dug into your hips, thrusting into you to drive himself deeper into you. “That’s right. I want the neighbors to know who’s fucking you,” he groaned, snapping his hips against yours.

Moans of pure bliss escaped your lips as his head neared yours. Karl used your hips as leverage for his unwavering pace, leaving you a mess of pleasure beneath him. His lips found their way to your neck as he nipped against the sensitive skin. You wanted him to mark you, to claim you, and he deserved to. His hand from your hair became wrapped around your throat as he began to reach his peak.

His hand slapped your ass with such force you knew there was a handprint, but you were too overwhelmed with the noises escaping his lips and your climax threatened to disobey your control to be concerned with the sting. If anything it threatened to push you over the edge. Your hands pulled against the leather of his belt as he pounded into you.

Your toes began to curl as he leaned over you, his breath fanning against your shoulder as you bit back heavy moans of pleasure. Karl’s hand was knotted in your hair again, his other fisting the sheets beside you. “Who’s making you feel this good? Huh?” You moaned out his name as he punctuated his sentence with the thrusts of his hips. “That’s right, you fucking slut.” You tightened around him, your orgasm sweeping over you with an element of shock.

You could practically hear Karl’s smirk as he moaned at the sight of you coming undone beneath him. He continued to ride you, finishing rather abruptly. He pressed his lips between your shoulder blades before loosening the belt around your wrists. Your back popped as you were finally able to move freely. He bit back a chuckle as you gingerly snuggled beneath the covers beside him. You slipped your hand across his torso, hugging his side against your chest as he rested an arm behind your head.

As you laid your head on his chest, his heartbeat began to steady, his fingers lightly brushing against your skin. “I’d rather eat my own feet than sleep with Todd, you know,” you croaked, realizing just how much your voice was weakening, breaking the silence between the two of you.

Karl chuckled softly. “Me too,” he commented, making you smile slightly. “I’m actually…” he paused slightly before continuing as if searching for what he wanted to say exactly. “I’m actually not sleeping with anyone else.”

You couldn’t fight the smile spreading across your face. “I’m not either.” You hugged him tighter, letting his fingers twirl into your hair. “I’m good with you.”

“I’m good with you, too,” he mirrored, a smirk evident in his voice as his other hand traced over the red marks on your wrists from his belt.

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crash

so, here i am with a new one shot.

so before anyone asks if i’m gonna be posting frequently again or anything, i process things by writing about them. if something is running through my mind over and over and i can’t think through it on my own in my mind, writing about it generally helps me. this past weekend was supposed to be a fun long weekend away w my friends but it quickly ended when i experienced something pretty traumatic. i haven’t been able to sleep at all the past couple nights and so i started working on this. originally it was just going to be something private to help myself w the panic i was feeling then i started adding a muse into it and then i realised i was still writing about corpse without even meaning to, so i guess he’s still got me feeling musey.

anyway, i thought about keeping this private bc i’m still rly shaken up about what happened but idk feels like a shame to just let it sit on my computer.

idk if i’m back to this blog yet, i still feel indifferent about it. i’m signed out on my phone and was signed out on my laptop until just now and haven’t opened my inbox.

anyway. here’s the one shot.

word count: 1666 words (i’m not kidding)

trigger warning: car crash, panic attack

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crash

Wake up. Wake up. Wake up wake up wake up.

The words repeated over and over in your head. You’d had dreams about crashing your car before, but usually you woke up just before the point of impact. This time you didn’t.

This couldn’t of happened, this can’t be real, this is a a dream, I’ve got to wake up.

But you were already very much awake, this was very much real.

The colour had already drained from your face, tears were welling up in your eyes and your heart had already sunk. Your hands were trembling, your chest was completely still, you weren’t breathing in that moment. Your body had reacted before your mind had completely caught up.

“Fuck.” Was all you managed to say as realisation had hit you. You’d gotten into a car crash.

You looked around you, wondering how the others cars on the road were still moving when it felt like your world had just come to a stop when your car had its collision. You heard your dad’s voice in your head, all the things he’d told you when he taught you how to drive, had - god forbid - you ever ended up in a situation like this.

You went through the motions as well as you could. You were in a state of shock and physically, you were definitely there, but mentally, you really weren’t present. You were having an out of body feeling in the most terrifying way, it was a defence from the panic that had overwhelmed you.

Corpse felt a surge of anxiety. He had no idea why, either. All he was doing was looking through fan art on twitter, he hadn’t seen anything that usually would make him feel like that. It just throttled its way into himself seemingly out of no where.

It was especially odd seeing that today had been such a good day. Waking up beside was usually something that put him in a good head space.

So he started to call you, you always made him feel better. But then he remembered you were driving and you were a cautious driver, you never answered your phone when you were behind the wheel. You’d told him in the past how tenacious your dad had been as a driving teacher and it had really stuck with you.

Just as he was about to hang up, knowing you weren’t going to answer, you did.

“Hello?” Something was off. Corpse heard it right away in just that one greeting from you.

“Are you okay?” He didn’t even greet you back, he already had anxiety running through him and the unsettling tone of your answer of the phone had only made it increase.

“I think so.” You were so monotoned. Corpse had never heard you speak this way. You were a lot of things, but monotone was not one. You were expressive, bright and dramatic.

“You think so?” He repeated in a questioning way, wanting to know what was wrong.

“Yeah.” You responded so plainly again. Corpse almost wanted to ask you who was he speaking to right now, because surely this couldn’t have been you. This person had your voice, but this was a person he did not know right now.

“What’s going on?”

“I crashed my car.” You said it to him so simply. There was no emotion behind it. His heart thundered as if a terrible hail storm had just broken out.

“What?!”

“I crashed my car.” You repeated. Once again so eerily unemotional.

“Where are you?!”

Corpse shouldn’t have been driving in the state he was in, but he needed to get to you. His emotions were running so high and he couldn’t comprehend why yours weren’t.

After what felt like the longest drive of his life, he reached the crash site. His panic peaked when he spotted the ambulance, immediately thinking the worst. But then he saw you standing to the side of it. You were up and talking to the paramedics, that was at least a good sign you weren’t seriously injured.

“(Y/N),” He called for you as he got out of his own car. And just like your voice on the phone, your movements were so robotic.

You were normally so open with your emotions, you were such a readable and honest person. When you were happy, you shined, when you were mad, you yelled red, when you were sad, you cried oceans. But Corpse had never seen you in a true state of shock. He’d never seen your fight or flight response. And apparently it was a stillness and unresponsive, the complete opposite to how you were normally.

“Are you okay?” He knew you probably weren’t, but he couldn’t find any clue to how you were feeling. Until his footsteps brought him closer to you.

You didn’t respond to him at all. Even words felt like too much right now. As he neared you, though, he spotted the signs of fear your body displayed that your words did not. Your hands and arms were trembling, your shoulders were slumped, your face was completely pale, sweat dotted all over your forehead despite it not being a hot day, tears were slowly spilling from your eyes one by one, your chest was moving unevenly as you struggled to breathe properly.

“Baby, c’mere.” Corpse didn’t hesitate to gather you in his arms. Holding you so tenderly against him. That’s when he felt that it was more than just your arms and hands that were trembling, your entire body had a slight shake to it. He knew you were experiencing true terror in that moment.

The time between your banged up car getting placed onto a tow truck and arriving back at your apartment felt like a blur.

You’d just gotten off the phone with your insurance provider when you’d heard Corpse.

“Are you in any pain?”

"What?” You’d heard him perfectly but you hadn’t once thought about how this had affected you physically.

“Are you in any pain?” He repeated himself.

“I’m not sure.” And you weren’t, but the paramedics had said that adrenaline would be coursing through you right now and adrenaline was the biggest distraction from pain. “I’m gonna go have a shower.”

“Okay.” Corpse watched you with concerned eyes until you disappeared behind your bathroom door. He so badly wanted to help, wanted to make you feel better, break you out of this state you were in that he was so not used to.

You didn’t know how much time you’d spent in the shower. But it was long enough that the sky had grown darker and the moon had replaced the sun by the time you emerged. Once you’d gotten dressed, you made slow steps towards your bedroom. Your hands were trembling more violently than before and your breathing was speeding up.

The shock was finally wearing off and reality was getting ready to slap you hard across the face.

“Corpse...” Your voice was so silent, almost as if you couldn’t form a word due to the air that seemed harder and harder to breathe as a panic attack started to take control of you.

Corpse might not have even heard you had he not been on such high alert for you right now. But he was, and so he did he hear you and when he saw the state you were in, he instantly got up from his spot on your bed where he was waiting for you and was wrapping you up tight.

You were hyperventilating so dangerously, your heart felt like it was being encased in treacherous clouds that tightened with every intake of air you struggled to get.

You couldn’t remember the last time you had cried this way. You were breaking down.

Corpse was completely holding you up. Had it not been for him, you would be a crumbled heap on the floor.

The both of you didn’t sleep that night.

Every time you were close to drifting off, the crash would replay in your mind on an insufferable loop and you would jolt awake and the panic would restart all over.

And every time, Corpse was right there to hold you through it. He didn’t sleep due to how concerned he was about you.

The next day was a little easier mentally, but a lot harder physically. You’d gotten so much emotion out the night before that now the pain could have your attention.

Everything from your hips up felt sore, stiff and tense. Every time you moved your neck was scary because it felt like it was about to snap. But worst of all was your chest. It was hard and painful to breathe. The paramedics had warned you about this. The impact to your chest was going to take the longest to recover from. You kept your breathing shallow, any other kind of breathing made you wince and Corpse noticed.

“You’re hurting.” It wasn’t a question, he was stating what he noticed. He’d known the signs of someone in pain. Plus he had also taken note of the bruises that had appeared on your skin, the colouring of them looking like a painting of a galaxy, all purple and blue.

“A little bit.”

“Mhm.” He knew it was more than a little bit, but he wasn’t about to argue with you. He looked over you laying beside him, grateful that you were still here, you were alive. A car could be replaced, but you could not.

You were flat on your back because that was really only the current position that felt even the tiniest bit comfortable right now. Corpse was on his side, one of his hands supporting his head as he leaned over you. His other hand began to soothingly run his fingers through your hair and you let your eyes flutter close at the touch.

“Tired?”

“Yeah.” You mumbled back, keeping your eyes shut and feeling exhaustion take over you.

“Try sleeping, baby. I’ll be right here.”

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sugako · 3 years

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college!yamaguchi x f!reader

summary: yamaguchi gets jealous after watching another guy eye you up at a party and wants to prove who you’re really with

warnings: 18+ minors dni, smut, public sex, car sex, semi-exhibitionism dubcon (someone sees & reader doesn’t want them to), jealousy, D/s themes, use of the nickname ‘puppy’, slight breeding kink

wc: 1.4k

a/n: the amount of times i rewrote this bc my computer kept crashing is embarrassing

“Tadashi!” You yelped when he bit down into the soft skin between your shoulder and neck. “What if someone sees?” Squirming in his hold, you pitifully tried to pull his hands off your body.

Truthfully, you hadn’t riled him up on purpose. When you drank you were just naturally friendly. You didn’t even notice when the guy you bumped into and made idle conversation with leered down at you. From across the room, Yamaguchi glanced your way to make sure you were doing okay, and he saw. He saw exactly how the guy looked down your cute little dress and knocked some empty cups off the counter just to watch you turn around and pick them up.

So now you were bunched on his lap in the driver’s seat of his car just outside the house. It was so dark you could barely see his face in front of yours.

“Good.” He mumbled with his lips ghosting over the top of your chest. “I want that perv to see you’re mine, puppy.”

You were clinging to the back of Yamaguchi’s neck, already panting.

“Didn’t mean-” You’re cut off by his gentle voice.

“Shh, shh, shhhh,” He holds your chin back so you have to look at him in the eyes. “I know you didn’t mean to. You’re so oblivious my sweet little puppy. Didn’t even notice him staring at your tits and ass.” His hands come up under the skirt of your dress to grope at your panties. You shift just enough, feeling the slick pooling up between your legs, so he can pull them off. “Bet he wanted to fuck you right there in front of everyone. You know that?” He reached between your thighs to tease your slit with one gentle finger. With soft motions, he circled your clit slowly before easing into you.

Whimpering, you hid your face in his neck. Any inhibitions you had about being in the car were thrown out the window at that point.

“Ahh, n-no. Just want you, ‘dashi.” You gasped, head spinning.

“Uh-huh,” he chuckled, “I know, my sweet little innocent oblivious puppy.” He could make you so dumb with that silly little nickname so fast and he knew it too. “You want me?”

“Ahh, uh-huh.” The words stumble out of your mouth with a little gasp as he pulls his finger out of your and brushes it against your bottom lip.

“So messy.” He teases while you take his digit into your mouth and suck your own cum off. “For me?” Yamaguchi challenged, sticking his finger so far back in your throat you nearly gagged.

“Just for you, always, ‘dashi.” You stammered as he took his fingers away.

Really, you hadn’t noticed the guy flirting with you or staring at you, but sitting in the car now you didn’t really mind. The possessively jealous look that steeled his pretty features sent butterflies to your stomach.

His hands and mouth roaming and eating up every piece of skin he could made you squirm in his lap. With shaking hands you blindy groped for his belt buckle in the darkness of the car.

“Fuck,” he hissed when your knuckles brushed against his hardened cock through his pants, “such a pretty puppy. So fucking oblivious. Gonna fuck me?”

“Uh-huh.” You pressed a fast kiss to his soft lips while pulling his length out of his underwear. It was obscene how well you knew the veins and ridges of his pretty cock even without looking. When your thumb swiped over his sensitive, weeping head, that you were sure would be a cute little shade of pink if you could see in the shadows. He had to pull your hands away, pinning your wrists together with one of his hands.

“C’mon, get on me then.” He growled, lining himself up with your entrance. “Fuck yourself like a good little girl.”

You whined as the fat tip passed between your folds, thighs shaking. Your hands came up from where he was loosely holding them to dig into his shoulders and rest your head in the crook of his neck.

“Too big…” you cried. Yamaguchi rolled his eyes.

“You take me all the time, puppy, just sit down.” A smirk bloomed on his lips unbeknownst to you when he saw a side door open to the house. The same asshole who had been eyeing you up like some meal earlier was peeking around the corners looking for someone. Looking for you. Yamaguchi glanced at the windows, slightly cracked to keep the car from steaming up too much.

You were too focused on your breathing and easing yourself down into his lap to notice his momentary silence. One of his hand absentmindedly circled your clit, easing your struggled. Finally, after a long minute, you felt your thighs hit the rough material of his pants. His tip kissed deep inside of you already making you squirm. His gentle fingertips teasing you clit were just enough to send your sensitive body into a delicate orgasm. He flinched when he realized you were cumming, too distracted by his own thoughts.

“D-did it.” You panted against his ear, grinding your hips ever so slowly against his.

“Good girl,” he smiled and shifted his feet to plant them on the ground. “Now I want to hear everything, okay puppy?”

You knew that just meant he wanted you to be loud, and while you were a little embarrassed and still had an aching worry about someone noticing, you agreed.

“Okay.”

Before you could really start lifting yourself, his hands were clamped around your waist and he was pistoning himself up into you. A purely pornographic screaming moan tore out of your throat at the sudden motion.

Yamaguchi watched as the man’s head snapped toward the direction of the noise. He deftly looked scanned around before his eyes landed on the windshield of your car. With an evil grin, Yamaguchi fucked up into you hard. Each slide of his cock making you moan out again.

You only looked up when one of his hands left your waist. His eyes were glued on something behind you. You hurriedly glanced behind you where Yamaguchi was flipping off the man from the party who was just turning away from where he had obviously been staring into the car.

“So pretty you get an audience, puppy. Glad I actually got to show off that you’re all mine.” He hummed. Your face filled with mortified heat.

“Ta-tadashi!” You cried, hiding your face back into his shoulder as if that would take back what had already transpired. “Don’t, ah, want anyone else to see me beside you.” You needily clung to him.

His heart swelled with the admission. “It’s okay baby, he couldn’t see anything below the dash. Sorry, to embarrass you though, puppy. Just wanted him to see you’re mine.” With each word his tone got a little lower, melting you into a puddle in his lap. Your cunt clenched at what he said although you still felt a little flustered.

Yamaguchi knew he couldn’t last much longer in this position, especially with the little whimpers and the way your sweet pussy fluttered around his cock every few seconds. His arms wrapped around you to hold you close as he thrusted up a few more times. On the final thrust, he slammed you down into his lap, his tip just kissing at your cervix. You shuddered at the feeling, collapsing in his arms.

Hot strings of cum painted your pulsing walls as he silenced his own sweet moans by kissing you hard. You grinded your hips softly, working him gently through it. After he had stopped twitching inside of you and began to grow soft, he carefully helped you off of him and into the passenger seat. You clenched your thighs together, desperate the keep the mix of cum between your legs.

Panting, he cleaned himself up with a soft pack of tissues in the center console and tucked himself back in.

“Good girl,” he softly palmed your face and gave a sweet kiss, “You okay? Want me to clean you up, puppy?” He said glancing down to where your thighs were tensed.

“No, wanna see if I can keep it in until we get home.” You said a little teasingly, watching as he clenched his jaw. He kept one hand tightly intertwined with yours as he silently started the car.

“Let’s take the shortcut.”

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thefandomcassandra · 3 years

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i want to hear more about your norma thoughts. also, some norma thoughts for your consideration: maybe im reading into it but i got the impression that shes secretly desperate for validation. i think that before she joined the psychonauts she never really felt like she had anywhere to belong, and that's a big part of why she's so adamant about finding the mole bc she wants to prove herself and she doesn't want to lose her 'place' in the world, if that makes sense. (sorry if this is weird)

Okay boy, you’ve activated my trap card!!!

(Don’t worry, it’s not weird, I asked for engagement. I love engagement. Talk to me about things like this. It’s so good. Thank you. /gen)

(apologies if this isn’t as in-depth as you or I would like, I was in the middle of writing this when my goddamn computer crashed and I lost everything so this is my second time typing this up and some details might have been eaten by the void, also it is late for me and this may meander and be incoherent in places)

Oh she is absolutely desperate for validation. Like I said in my original post: I was almost like Norma. The only thing that kept me from being her was severe social anxiety. I couldn’t snitch because I was too scared of talking to people--especially adults and other people in power.

Norma strikes me as the type of person who is horribly insecure and that drives her desire for validation to the point of self-destruction. I made mention that, while Raz is trusting to the point of handing people knives to stick in his back later, Norma burns bridges when she crosses them so people can’t do that to her. She wants people to like her, but only people in power. She wants people to trust her, but only on her terms. She wants to be in a position where no one can hurt her, but she’s willing to hurt others to get there.

Even her sister.

There’s a really really good pair of fics on AO3 that got me thinking about Norma like this (Fire on Ice by PresidentStalkeyes and The Cold Shoulder by PresidentStalkeyes) and I’m not gonna lie about it. The idea that hydrokinetic (and by extension, cryokinetic because most people won’t know they’re different psychic disciplines) psychics are reviled because of Maligula is actually probably something that happened. So for the twin (coz they have to be twins) sister of an openly cryokinetic psychic, she would be, by association, as bad as if not worse than Maligula, an actual terrorist and mass-murderer.

No Psychic Protection Act will prevent mobs from forming if they feel threatened.

So Norma, judging by how she dresses--like a prep-school know-it-all--versus how Lizzie dresses--like a stereotypical psychic or a witch--probably wants to pretend in “polite” (read: non-psychic) company that she’s like them. Normal Norma and her creepy psychic sister. But Lizzie is used to being thrown under the bus so she just rolled with it. Leaned into it even.

But yeah, being so desperate for someone to need her, for anyone to say “you did a good job, we couldn’t have done this without you” is probably why Norma does what she does regarding the whole mole situation.

Imagine you want to be noticed. To stand out from your peers. And for the first time ever, you being a psychic is actually helpful instead of a problem. So you have to be the best psychic. And not just the best psychic, the best psychic spy.

You’re good at getting people to talk. You’re persistent and charismatic and you know just the right words to get people to say things they don’t mean to say--even without probing their mind with telepathy or picking up on ambient emotions with empathy--and reveal things they don’t want to reveal because you know that people, like you, are desperate for someone to listen. Then you hear there is a mole at your workplace right after some baby-faced teen gets admitted to a program you had to work your ass off to get into. He has to be the mole. He can’t be better than you--not without cheating and not without reason.

Because if he’s better than you, then you’re not worth noticing.

Because if he’s better than you, then you’re not special.

Because if he’s better than you, then why are you even here?

Anyway I think that Raz’s earnest nature genuinely is the foil for Norma’s cynicism but they share a lot of the same desire to be useful and needed and noticed. And, credit where credit is due, but @sparrowdoodles commented this in the tags of their reblog of the original post and this is a fair point I didn’t consider:

#this is interesting to think about when also examining their psychic abilities #Norma specializes in pyrokinesis #where as raz has hydrokinesis #fire and water being two element seen as related to eachother #while also being opposites! #just a fun thing I noticed

That dichotomy also is a neat little thing to think about. Norma holds on to grudges. Simmers. She keeps the embers of things close to her chest and stokes them to fuel whatever she’s pursuing at the time. Raz, on the other hand, lets things roll off him. Like water, he lets things sink through him and rides the wave past its crest.

To borrow a turn of phrase: like water off a duck’s back.

Anyway I’m certain I had more to say about this but my brain has turned to soup and brevity is the soul of wit and by god and heaven above I cannot be brief to save my goddamn life apparently lmao.

Thanks for asking. /gen

My inbox is always open for people to come ask me about characters and headcanons. I have so much to say about things all the time--like psychic specialties and what kind of treatises must have been written about psychic powers and holy fuck please ask me about Otto I love that morally grey science grandpa--and am always willing to expand upon the original thoughts. But, alas, I don’t show up in tags for some un-fucking-known reason (my running theory is I’ve been shadowbanned for years but who knows) so any engagement and numbers I do are because someone else reblogs my posts and then bam! Others do the same.

Like the Norma post.

So yeah, continue asking me about things I fucking love to talk (as seen above) and have so much to say (i.d.) and please reblog.

#the sheepy answers #the-handsome-cat #norma natividad #psychonauts 2 #character meta #please reblog #i cannot overstate how frustrating as a creator this can be #anyway #genuinely thank you for asking me this #i love to elaborate

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dorkousloris · 2 years

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just gotta ramble here bc its such a not so kid-friendly ideas about jessie’s trauma-- something about how she--

cw animal death mention, death mention in general and just. a little bit of warning i guess???

before she was ever in a relationship, she have to deal with the loss of her animal companion.

something about how she hurls herself from the bed, fell into the floors and trying to gasp for air.

trying to remember that she isn’t surrounded by black tentacles and the glowing purple-- then cry to herself that she remembers reuben. can’t stop recalling reuben’s death. can’t stop watching him die over and over. even it had been years.

when petra and jessie got together, petra wasn’t prepared for the sudden noises-- the sudden awaken jessie and how jessie nearly topple over petra before realizing who she had just crash into.

her frantic apologies, trying to pull a smile and petra slowly realizing that her childhood friend had been struggling with nightmares on her own. for years.

it doesnt help that the nightmares add new things. she kept checking petra’s face and arms-- the White Pumpkin and its laugh still haunts her despites the reveal--

How she kept checking the back of Petra’s neck. making sure that there was no chips on it, and Petra have to reassure there was none. but she have to be sure and over times, she lets her, so that Jessie knew Petra wasn’t under control of a evil mastermind super computer AI.

Then even newer addition-- Romeo taking her identity, Romeo taking the advantage of Stella, hell, Romeo making Petra his champion for eternal-- And the goddamn gauntlet and the entire challenges. “challenges” may look normal but my gods, the giant golem made of prismarine, the creepy snow golem, and the face of a dead adventurer makes her feel sick.

MDSGMSDMGSMDGM

anyway justttt uhhhh jessie being jessie, happy, bubbly, sweet and kind. but quiet and stressed when no one but her friends and close family see and, just tired of everything.

once again, she wanted to be a hero.

now? she doesn’t.

#Jessie Taber | MCSM #lori speaks up #someday i will write this kind of story #also accidentally going WAIT PETRA AND LUKAS HAVE NECK SCARS FROM PAMA CHIPS I FORGOT--

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sorenskyhigh · 3 years

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How the Haikyuu boys would get their s/o out of their zoom meetings (for example, pretending that they are getting kidnapped and getting dragged off screen) My sister did this before and my teacher was cracking up. THANK YOU BEST FRIEND :)

YES! I love this! Imagine if they took you on a sweet little date afterwards and you both just mess around all day!!! o(≧∇≦o) and thank you so much for supporting me!!!!!

Also I want to apologize for not writing anything, there's been a lot going on and I've just had no will to do anything ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

Includes Daichi Sawamura, Koushi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Yū Nishinoya, Tetsurou Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Toru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Koutaro Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, and Satori Tendou

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Getting You Out Of Zoom Class

Daichi Sawamura

Daichi may end up being a cop and he may seem like a stickler for the rules, but........

He is super smart

And I definitely wouldn't put it past him to break some rules here and there

Daichi knows you hate the particular class that you're sitting through right now

The teacher was an ass and the class was just not your forte

Daichi was sitting just out of shot and you angrily scribbled down notes. You knew you could lie and make excuses for why you didn't do the work but, your conscious just wouldn't allow you.

Every once in awhile Daichi would reach out a soothing hand under the table and rub his thumb a couple times over your knee to sooth you.

At one point Daichi got up and just stood there for a second.

He intook a large breath before picking you up out of the chair and swinging you over his shoulder.

Hus face appeared in your camera and he just smiled wide and said, "Sorry, they've got something more important to do."

With that he left, not even bothering to turn off anything before he walked out to the kitchen with you and started making a lunch for you two.

Koushi Sugawara

We all love our chaotic Sugamama

Suga though isn't exactly theatrical person

What he would do would be simple and easy but very effective

Koushi was in your kitchen making a cute little brunch for the two of you. He had set everything up in your living room.

Nice, comfy nest on the floor, open windows, a short table to set everything on.

You had been particularly stressed since you had had to start online classes. A lot of people could learn this way, but, you just couldn't

You were busy working and didn't notice when your feed cut out and froze then turned off.

He had asked Yamaguchi what he could do since Yamaguchi was surprisingly good with electronics.

He had gotten into your account and was messing with it. Somehow, since a computer and and his laptop were trying to use it at the same time it genuinely messed it up but that was a worry for later.

"Awww c'mon!" You said before you screamed in surprise.

Koushi had popped up from under your desk,"I think you need a break."

Asahi Azumane

Asahi is a super nervous guy, we been knew

But when he saw just how stressed his little baby was over your online classes

You were sitting in your living room on the floor, all your stuff spread out. You looked like you were spread so thin as you tried to keep up.

Suddenly your front door slammed open and big guy in a mask came in and snatched you up and took you outside after shutting your door.

You were of course until you got outside then you both started laughing.

Asahi had gone over this with you many many many times es just to make sure you were okay with it.

Aftwards he also kept worrying over you on whether he hurt you or not.

Nishinoya Yū

You know this boy would go all out for this

As loud and wild as he can make it

Yū had decided to be as obnoxious as possible. It was simple, yet highly effective.

Not only did you have to turn off your mic but your teacher asked you to turn off your camera as well.

Yū wasn't just a auditory nuisance but a visual one as well.

As long as he could be seen or heard he would either be being a pest or too funny for anyone to concentrate.

After your teacher had asked you to cut off your sound and camera you both obviously left.

Yū wanted to go and eat your entire fridge while you watch horror movies.

Tetsurou Kuroo

You know this man would bring in straight facts

He would cut down any of your teacher/professors excuses as to why you had to stay

"Too much time on a computer, phone or TV screen can cause serious retinal damage. If they can't see then they can't do the work you want them too. Life would be so much harder for them if they lost their sight."

With that he hurriedly turned off your computer and rushed you out of there so you guys could hang out and watch probably an animal science documentary.

Kenma Kozume

You know this boy is tech proficient

He would have your computer so screwed

Why even try

You go to get into your class but the potato filter is on and you can't fix it.

Your teacher is angry at you bc 'you're young and apart of the generation that grew up with this technology so figure it out and blah blah blah.

You're struggling so with the sound, you sound like you had just sucked on a can of helium.

Then the loud celebratory noise emitting from your computer and an all too familiar voice came over and said, " Not today, pudding." Then your entire computer "crashed".

Kenma entered the room very queitly as you sat there.

"It's not broken. But if you don’t play video games with me I won't fix it."

Toru Oikawa

This twink ass drama queen

I pity whoever dates this man if you have to take zoom classes

You know he would be super dramatic about it

You're sitting at your chair and are dutifully taking notes when your bedroom door is flung open.

There stands Toru.

His hands are on his hips and he's pulling his little pouty face.

"Now, little cutie. You have been ignoring me for weeks."

You look at him as if he had lost his mind. You just talked to him this morning.

"If I didn't know ow any better I'd say you had the hots for someone in that class!" He was slowly raising his voice.

"I thought we were happy?! I love you and I wanted to marry you."

Disconnected

After he had unplugged you're entire computer he giggled and kissed you, "Sorry little cutie, I just hate to see you so stressed from those stupid classes."

Hajime Iwaizumi

He gets enough drama from Shittykawa

So he's not going to create any of his own if he can help it

But he did think that video of someone "kidnapping" their friend was pretty funny

You were in the kitchen with a glass of water when Hajime very quietly came in. You had just baby heard your front door close.

He held his finger up to his mouth and pulled a bandana up over his mouth.

He skillfully it over him since this wouldn't be the first time you had had distractions from your friends during class.

You were curious about what he was doing.

Then all of a sudden you were grabbed from the side, the stool falling over as Hajime shut your laptop.

He carried you outside where Shittykawa, Mattsun, and Maki were waiting.

"No more classes for today."

"Yeah you get to have just so much fun with us," Maki said sarcastically.

Koutaro Bokuto

This man

This MAN

I love him to death but not only would he get the entire team in on it but he would screw it up somehow

You were on your bed with your laptop on a blanket in front of you as you listen to your teacher drone on and on and on.

Then you shrieked when your bedroom door was thrown open and three fairly big guys came rushing in.

Naturally you screamed in fear.

Koutaro was the one carrying you as the Konoha turned off your laptop and Akaashi stood there. He was so not with this.

The thing is, Koutaro didn't tell you on purpose so your reaction would be genuine enough to fool your class.

He got you so upset that Akaashi, Konoha, Anohori, Komi, Onaga, Sarukui, and even Washio were chastising him for it.

They weren't having his dumb shit today, no sir.

He made it up to you though, so did the rest of the team.

Keiji Akaashi

After dealing with Bokuto for what felt like a lifetime

He wanted to keep things simple and easy

Akaashi had just walked into your room while you were sitting at your desk.

He had pushed your chair out of the way and simple turned everything off. Saving any documents you may or may not have had open first of course.

Then he took your hand and he took you to a nice and quiet Cafe where you guys spent the rest of the day.

Satori Tendo

Itcha miracle boi

You know that when he starts to make you leave ethe teacher say soemthing he will fight them ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ

He's ready to dish it out

Straight up insults them

You were sitting in bed with your laptop while Satpri was sprawled across your lap.

He hadn't disturbed doubt thus far. He was actually being very well behaved.

Thankfully with how you and your laptop set up, no one saw him chillin' like a villain in your lap.

That is until he groaned and started to whine about how boring it was.

Your teacher addresses you and scolds you for having Satoir there.

"Why, it's not like I'm distracting you. You're not doing anything anyways. Let's leave, my Paradise."

After that Satori had a long argument with your teacher, your teacher very clearly losing. More than half your class was losing it at this point.

"Look, you abarrent brat,'" thats when you got mad.

"Excuse me? What did you just call him??!!" You slammed your laptop shut after that.

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