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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Hi, hope Im not sending this in the wrong time 👉👈🥺

Can I get bay turtles headcanons with a toddler sibling reader (gender neutral)

Oh sweet Anon, this is going to be so freakin' cute!! Tysm for the request!💕

BAYVERSE BOYS WITH A TODDLER SIBLING READER

Headcanons at the bottom, first is the backstory!💕 (P.S. (R/N) means random name!)

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When they found you, you were all alone and crying your eyes out for your mother whom had left you once she deemed you too much to deal with.

Mikey was the first one to approach you, He held out his hands while he crouched down to your level.

He managed to sooth you out of your crying while the other three stood there wondering who could possibly leave their child alone in New York.

Once Mikey had you calmed down, you clung onto him like he was your life line. Like he genuinly couldn't get you to let go of him.

The four brothers had a quiet conversation on what they should do while you were sniffling in Mikey's arms.

Eventually Leo just said they woukd take you home and inquire with Splinter. So, they cut patrol short, and began the walk home.

Mikey talked cheerily to you the whole walk, with you listening intently while giggling every now and again.

Once they arrived back at the Lair, Donnie rushed off to alert Master Splinter of the situation. Mikey managed to set you down on the couch without much fuss, and you looked around curiously.

Donnie walked back into the room with Splinter by his side, and the old rat sighed at the sight of your small form.

He approached you slowly, standing just infront of you with the others standing slightly behind him.

You looked nervously at him, and Splinter smiled warmly at you, doing his best to put you at ease.

"Hello there little one, my name is Splinter, do you know what yours is?" he said gently, sitting across from you on the large couch.

You shook your head, "Mama called me brat!" you said, smiling at Splinter. Your voice was hoarse from your constant crying and the dehydration that came with that.

The four brothers exchanged worried looks with each other and their father, and Leo excused himself to get you a glass of water.

"Hm, how did you end up alone little one?"

You shrugged your shoulders, looking around the Lair curiously, "Mama told me she would be back later."

Leo returned and handed you the glass, "Here you go, drink this." he said as you took the glass excitedly from him.

You chugged down the water, then once you had finished, you wiggled off the couch to place the glass on the table infont of you.

Splinter placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn and face him, "How long have you been alone?"

You skrunched up your face while you thought, eventually you just opened your arms wide as you could, "This many!" you said.

Splinter let out a 'hm', he then picked you up and placed you back on the couch, "Stay here for a moment, young one."

He motioned for his sons to follow him, then walked them to the otherside of the room, you still in their line of sight and they began a hushed conversation.

You looked over at them, your boredom mounting. Eventually they came back over to you, Splinter crouching infront of you.

"How would you like to stay with us little one?"

You nodded happily, smiling widely.

Splinter smiled softly, turning to face his sons, "Then it is settled. I expect you boys to get them nice and settled in."

"Yes, Sensei." Leo said, while Mikey walked over and happily picked you up.

With one final smile your way, Splinter left you with your new brothers, "I'll see you all at dinner then."

Mikey beamed at you as he walked towards the kitchen, "We're gonna be best friends! We'll do finger paintings and I'll teach you how to skateboard-"

"Mikey, slow down, first we need to figure out a name for them." Leo said, taking you from his younger brother and setting you on the table.

"How about (R/N)?" Donnie suggested.

Mikey shook his head, "Nah, that's lame, let's name them (R/N)!"

"They're both stupid, I was thinkin' (Name)." Raph said, shoving his brothers out of the way to hand you a poptart.

You giggled, "(Name)! (Name), (Name) (Name)!" you bit into the sugary pastry and kicked your feet happily.

Raph smirked triumphantly, "You like that one shorty?"

You nodded, continuing to eat your delicious poptart, "I like (Name)! (Name) is good."

"Well then, (Name), welcome home." Leo said with a smile...

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So that's how they found you,

The first night you were there Donnie called April and asked her to bring some toddler stuff.

She showed up with Casey in tow, both confused as hell as to why this stuff was needed.

When they saw you they were all like "Wtf?"

Leo explains the situation and April instantly warmed up to you.

Cooing sweetly at you, while you just looked at your new brothers like, "Who tf is this lady and why is she talking like that."

Casey was just kinda indifferent,

Cool, there's a kid now.

Nice.

Anyway-

So you're now the youngest.

And as the youngest they ADORE you

Mikey relishes is the fact that he is no longer the youngest,

He loves that now he gets to act like a big brother.

But he can get a little carried away sometimes...

He did indeed try to teach you how to skateboard...

Off a precariously built ramp.

Donnie literally screeched when he saw.

The purple clad terrapin snatched you off the skateboard and proceeded to scold Mikey for the next hour.

Safe to say Leo was in charge of you for the next few days to ease Donnie's nerves.

You also have unrestricted access to Donnie's lab.

You can just waddle in on your little feet with zero repercutions.

Unless you break something, depending on what it was will determine how long Donnie will scold you.

Just shoot him some puppy eyes, he'll let it go pretty quick.

Leo tries to meditate with you.

Emphasis on tries.

Sadly he cannot get you to sit still,

Your little toddler brain just gets so bored, you need to get up and move around.

He's tried everything short of glueing you to the ground,

You just can't sit still long enough.

Raph likes to have your company while he's excersising.

Sometimes you'll sit on his shell while he does push-ups and just babble on about the most random shit in the world.

One time, you were talking about Smurfs

And then it turned into a detailed discussion on why you hated algea.

How you got there he had no idea,

But he still finds your ability to change the subject hilarious.

(Raph accidentaly teaches you swear words, oops)

Ahem-

You hate it when the boys have to leave for patrol.

You get all fussy and start crying,

So they make a point not to leave until they're absolutely POSITIVE you are sleeping.

One time, it was Mikey's turn to put you to sleep,

He didn't really check to make sure you had actually fallen asleep before he left.

Which is why while they were out,

Leo received a call from Mikey's phone.

"Mikey why are you calling me, I'm right here."

"What?"

After realizing Mikey didn't have his phone,

Leo answered it.

"Hello?"

"Leo!"

"(Name)?? Did Mikey give you his phone?"

"No! I took it when he tawt I was seepin'! Like a ninja! Can I have cookies and milk?"

*Sigh*

You got a little bit of a lecture when they got back that night.

Leo was trying to teach you that stealing was bad,

Raph thought it was fucking hilarious that Mikey got pick pocketed by a literal toddler,

Mikey was kinda embarrassed, 'cause, well, trained ninja-

Donnie was on Leo's side.

You did not get your cookies and milk,

Well at least not from Leo.

Raph definitly brought you some as a reward for succesfully pulling off your heist.

They are all super protective of you.

When April deems it time for you to start attending school,

All four of them are nervous about it, because if something happens,

They can't be there to protect you.

Eventually they get over it enough to not hide you from the women when she comes to take you to school for the first time.

After Donnie equipt you with a panic button, and multiple, and I mean multiple trackers.

Raph even gave you a swiss army knife, (Just don't tell Leo)

All in all,

They are AMAZING big brothers,

It's chaotic, yes.

It's a bit overwhelming at times,

But no matter what,

You grow up knowing you can always count on your big brothers to be there for you.

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There you go Anon! I think I got a little carried away with this one, heh. But I genuinly got excited when I saw the ask, I couldn't help it!💕

#tmnt #tmnt x reader #x reader #toddler!reader #child!reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles bayverse #tmnt bayverse #tmnt hc #tmnt child reader headcanons #tmnt bayverse x child reader #platonic #tmnt x reader platonic #tmnt x gn reader #tmnt 2014 x reader #tmnt 2016

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kyojurismo · 1 year

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I don't know If this counts as an Emergency Request and I know I've already made like two, but can I have an emergeny request?!

I'm just now realizing how freaking messed up I am with comfort and knowing when I need help and Why I want and hate physical contact so much!

I'm terrified when people start yelling and I get really shaking and -twitchy when people start raising their voices becuase I associate loud voices with "physical punishment"

I hate asking for emotinal support becuase I'm afraid of being pushed aside and scolded. I'm now realizing why I want to be hugged with so much force and just scream!

I'm asking for Kyojuro, Tengen and his wives, Akaza and Sanemi in a scenario where fem reader is remebering her home life as a child so she suddenly gets really jumping, twitchy, emotinal, and anxious, but refuses to admit she needs help becuase actaully aknowleging it terrifies her, but then she hears someone loudly yelling and breaks down just wanting to squeeze and scream and becuase her family relationship, she doesn't know how to react when she is just genuinly comforted.

Please, I'm really wanting some comfort right now, even if its just ficton.

▸ ANSWERING. i’m in super delay and i deeply apologise. i’m not sure i actually did justice to this kind of feeling… i hope that’s okay and that it’ll help you a bit <3 i’m sending you a big big hug 🫂

▸ FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba

▸ CHARACTERS. kyojuro rengoku x fem!reader, tengen uzui & wives x fem!reader, sanemi shinazugawa x fem!reader, akaza x fem!reader

▸ RATING. sfw

▸ WARNINGS. this is my first time writing for akaza i’m shaking, tension, crying, childhood trauma, angst but with comfort, not proofread ofc. lemme know if i missed something !!

KYOJURO RENGOKU

kyojuro is checking senjuro's training, giving him advice and such, while you're cleaning the living area. you remember a moment from when you were young, casually: it's your mother scolding you because you're crying, then your father is here too... you sigh heavily and shake your head, as if to get rid of that memory.

you're unconsciously trembling the whole time, but keep on cleaning. every noise starts to get you more and more nervous, until you hear shinjuro calling kyojuro's name from his room, his tone always so rude, that you break down.

you fall on the ground, hiding your teary face and heavily shaking. kyojuro notices and is soon by your side, checking on you. senjuro goes to their father instead, avoiding him getting angry.

"y/n, what's wrong?" he asks you, trying to gently move your hands from your face. "i'll... i can handle this," you quickly reply, pushing him away. kyojuro frowns, not truly understanding the situation. "i just need to finish cleaning," you whisper and try to grab the cloth you were using to clean the table before kyojuro stops you.

"why are you crying?" he tries again, searching for your eyes. "i'm not crying!" you snap at him, not really making him back away. "baby..." it is as if you're crying even more at this point. kyojuro pulls you against his chest, circling you with his arms.

he's warm, his perfume is comforting and familiar, his big hands are caressing your back gently, soothing you. "w-what are you doing?" you ask, trying to move in his embrace. "i'm comforting you. you're not alone, darling," he caresses your wet cheek and smiles down at you. "i'm here for you, when you're feeling good and when you're down, you don't have to push away your feelings, or else it will get worse."

you stare into his glowing eyes, listening in silence. you've never felt like this before. you were used to force yourself to simply push forward when you were feeling down or overwhelmed, your parents never truly comforted you and kyojuro doing it so loving made a new wave of tears streaming down your cheeks.

"it's okay, let it out."

TENGEN, HINATSURU, MAKIO AND SUMA UZUI

[the memory is pretty much the same for the tengen & sanemi too]

you let a plate fall on the floor, making hinatsuru, who's standing by your side, jump. "wait, don't move..." she says, before kneeling down to gather the broken pieces before throwing them away. "i'm so sorry," you say on the verge of tears.

hina simply shakes her head and smiles at you. "we have plenty of plates, honey," she chuckles, before resuming washing the rest of dirty dishes.

you follow her example and keep drying the now clean dishes. in the back of your head you hear your father shouting at you for breking something and you jump, making another plate fall and break. hinatsuru turns towards you, nothing your distressed expression.

"lord tengen is gonna get mad... i'm so sorry, hinatsuru!" you cry, even though deep inside you know tengen rarely raised his voice at the four of you. "oh baby... don't worry about the plates, no one will scold you for breaking them," she tries to assure you, taking your hand.

makio comes into the kitchen, noticing the broken plate. "what happened?? someone tried to attack you?!" she raises her voice due to preoccupation, checking the whole area to make sure nobody is there to hurt you. "an attack?!" here comes suma. "hey!" tengen enters the kitchen too, to see what's the matter.

"he will get angry, he will scold me again, he will..." you curl up on the floor, cutting your hand with one of the broken pieces but you can't notice it. you're repeating the two phrases over and over, hina and tengen are the first to notice.

"there's nothing, calm down," makio pushes suma away, sighing. "but what if he’s hiding?" she cries, looking around nervously. "don't be dumb, how can he hide when there's five of us here?!"

"shut up!" hinatsuru shouts at the two, making you flinch. tengen moves closer, moving you away from the broken plate and checking your hand. "dumb baby," he whispers while carefully removing the splinter. "don't get mad at me please," you're crying at this point.

"i didn't wanted to break them, i swear!" you scream right into his face while more and more tears stream down your face. "i don't care about a bunch of boring dishes," tengen assures you deathly serious. "get of the kitchen," he orders the others, who quickly obey and say nothing.

tengen notices you're shaking while staring at the ground. "hey, it's okay," tengen cups your cheeks and kisses your forehead, trying to calm you down. "i... i don't know what to do," you whisper, simply staring at his face. "you’re very nervous baby, why don’t you try breathing with me?”

you follow his suggestion and once you’re more calmed tengen hugs you, cuddling with you. he leaves a few kisses on your head while holding you.

“this is… so comforting,” you mutter against his chest, surprising him. “t-that’s the point,” he stutters, noticing how you never actually asked for help and are the one who’s rarely seen seeking this kind of treatment. “you’re okay, darling.”

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

you’re walking by his side while you two go back to his mansion. he just finished training with iguro and you clearly see he’s a bit tired from the past few days.

when you walk past a little group of slayers, you don’t notice at first but they’re arguing about something. when one of them shouts you jump, bumping into sanemi’s side. “what?” he glances at you and notices something isn’t right. the following screaming and shouting stress you even more, while memories from your childhood take control over your mind.

“what’s wrong?” sanemi asks you, stopping mid track. “n-nothing, i’m alright,” you reply, as if you weren’t clearly shaking and on the verge of tears. “yeah, well that’s bullshit.”

you meet his eyes and flinch back a bit, scared of actually opening up. “i just want to go home…” you try to avoid talking about it and resume walking, moving rapidly. sanemi grunts in response but follows you, staring at you.

once you reach his mansion you’re quick to get the dinner ready, hoping to distract yourself, but you’re failing. sanemi follows your every action and it makes you even more nervous.

if i speak about it, he would push me away and start hating me, stating that i’m weak.

“okay, i’ve had enough of your shit,” he snaps and stops you. he grabs your hands and makes you turn towards him. “you’re all twitchy, you’re holding back tears and you’re clearly distressed. what’s wrong? someone hurt you?” you shake your head, knowing that you would end up crying if you speak. “y/n, i just want to help alright? but i can’t do that if you don’t tell me what’s wrong,” sanemi gets more worried as the time pass.

you notice it and you start crying, feeling bad for making him worry so much. “jeez,” sanemi pulls you into an embrace and you hide your face against his chest. “i’m so sorry!” you raise your voice, crying. his hands caress your back slowly, trying to calm you. “it’s okay,” he assures you and rest his chin on your head, keeping you close to his body. “i-i don’t know how i should react, i just don’t know,” you grip his uniform and sniff, shaking a bit. “just let it out, baby.”

sanemi keeps comforting you, making sure you know that he’s here for you and that it’s okay. it’s okay to cry and ask for help.

AKAZA

[i opted for a nightmare in his case, akaza is visiting reader during the night]

you’re turning in your sleep and sometimes little wails leave your lips, you’re sweating. akaza enters into your house and reaches the bedroom. you wake up right before he enters the bedroom and quickly wipe your tears, catching your breath.

dreaming your parents scolding and yelling at you is the last thing you expected. you’re feeling as if your every next move would be the wrong one and someone will appear to scold you, making you feel small and useless.

“you okay?” he kneels beside your futon and notices your status. “mh, i just had a nightmare. it’s okay,” you reply, trying your best to get over it soon. “you wanna cuddle for a while?” akaza asks, a gentle smile appears on his face. “oh, um… why would i?” you genuinely ask, confusing him a bit.

“well… i think humans like being comforted after a bad dream,” he scratches his neck while chuckling lowly. “i-i’ve never done that… i mean, i don’t know how…” you stutter and start crying without noticing. akaza frowns and raises his hand to wipe away your tears. “let’s do that, alright,” he says before laying down beside you. he circles your body with his arms and holds you closer to his chest. “t-thank you..?” you whisper, letting him do whatever he please.

akaza caresses your hips slowly, kissing your cheeks every once in a while. “i love you,” he mutters against your skin. “i’ll always be with you,” he promises. you scoot closer and smile, taking one of his hands into yours.

▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. well i hope it wasn’t too bad because it started to suck for me lol lol lol

#📂 — writing !!#kyojuro rengoku x reader #tengen uzui x reader #hinatsuru x reader #makio x reader #suma x reader #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #akaza x reader #kny kyojuro #kny tengen #kny sanemi #kny akaza #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader

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icouldntfinditsoiwroteit · 3 months

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Made something?

I've been really obssesing over poppy playime lately, the game is so damn good, I genuinly love it, so this is mostly just work in progress and a small "lab test" if you may when it come to my writting since I want to experiment with stuff.

"You....Your Poppy's angel" Those where the first words you heard from to the giant mangled creature that resembled the critter Dogday.

"Come to save us" His voice was hoarse, his lower body completely gone, all the while his hand where held unto metal hooks to keep his body...or what remained of it suspended in the air.

"Nothing left to save...not here" How right he was, you had come here to try and get answers, at least to try and understand what had happened, what had gone wrong and yet you had only found death and failure...but this was new.

"You're in Catnaps home, angel" For the first time since entering this forgotten place you had found...suffering...fresh real suffering, of course you could guess Mommy longlegs had died painfully but that ws nothing compare to this...thing...

"Their home, a million pairs of eyes are on you now," This was never meant to happen, you had come here with a clear goal and yet now...you could only feel bad...not pitty but genuinely sad, there was nothing you could do for those old coworkers who were long dead, or for the children who you were pretty sure had shared the same fate as your coworkers did.

"Watching, waiting, hungry..." Hungry...that had always bothered you, it was such a huge design flaw, you had tried to tell them, how there needed to be some change so they wouldn't need to eat, you had even given them the absolute best reason, it would cost less to mantain, and yet they hadn't listened...

"They want nothing more than to crawl beneath your skin and eat away at you bit by litte bit," You really wish those higher up brainless sad excuses of human beings would still be alive so you could laugh at them...although they did get eaten, so that will have to do at least.

"And feel what is empty inside themselves" The little failures would be dissapointed with what they found...little to fill their empty husks.

"Listen to me, you need to get out of this place," Tempting...

"You need to live," It's not like you're interested in doing otherwise, to many loose ends to leave behind by selfishly dying.

"You and Poppy can fix this, end this madness, the torment, the-oh no," Those small critters had started inching closer to the mangled body of Dogday, they were so fucking ugly, such failures about to twist even more one of the few succesful ones, one you had spent so much work nd time on, he looked utterly helpless, pathetic and...terrified

"OH NO!" He was absolutely terrified, of course anyone would be if small creatures were about to eat their insides bit by bit, it is only natural to fear such painfull death and yet...

"Leave me, please, just go, RUN!!" He was still trying to get you to leave, more worried about you than himself...

You really don't realize what you've done until after you've done it that the screams of the small critters fill the room as you shoot them with the bengal gun hand as you pull Dogday with all your strength much to his shock as he basically falls on top of you, causing you to almost fall over from the unexpected weight, yet you manage not to fall back as you regain your bearing, holding Dogday tightly, the plushfur of his body was all matted and smelled putried almost making you drop him and recoil.

But you didn't...

"Angel what are you doing?" His voice sounded absolutely shocked yet terrified at the same time.

"You shouldn't have done that, Catnap won't let this pass!" He was now panicking as you manuvered him so he would be on you back.

"Hold my shoulders, don't let go," You order and he does as told, holding unto your shoulders, almost reminding you of a plushie backpack, except the plushie was giant, missing half of it's body and absolutely dirty...

Oh well, you'd fix that later, now you needed to get out of this damned laberynth of a place before those disgusting small critters got to you.

#poppy playtime 3 #poppy playtime #dogday #catnap #poppy playtime chapter 3 #gender neutral reader #reader insert

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missuga · 1 year

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11:35 p.m. – Keigo Takami.

From the first knock on your door you knew who it was, your stomach dropped and you froze. Maybe if you sunk deeper into the couch and stayed silent he’d go away.

Maybe if you wished it hard enough you could get yourself out of this situation without even having to see him. But it wasn’t as simple as that, and when more knocks echoed through your apartment you knew that.

“You can’t keep ignoring me.” Keigo’s voice was muffled and you could barely hear it through the door, but it still made your chest burn all the same. “Please just open the door.”

“What.” That was all you could muster up when you opened the door, sure that if you said anything else the brave face you put on would break.

“Thank god.” He sighed, shoulders visibly slumping down in relief. What he was so relieved about was beyond you. “I needed to see you.”

“Okay.” You muttered, still looking passed him as you stepped back into your apartment again. “You’ve seen me so now you can go.”

“Wait, stop.” He grabbed the door stopping you from shutting it. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Actually, I never know what you mean.” You breathed out an annoyed laugh, refusing to look at him still, hoping your words stung at least a little bit. “I told you to not come over.”

“Yeah, that’s all you said. Then you ghosted?” Keigo sounded frustrated now, like he wasn’t the one in the wrong.

“I didn’t ghost you. I blocked your number.”

“That’s the same damn thing.” He shook his head and took a step back, this wasn’t going like he had planned. “What the hell happened?”

“I don’t know why you care, we weren’t even together. Remember?” You scoffed, thinking back to what he said that night. “Those were your words.”

He didn’t say anything for a moment and you could feel him staring at you.

“It was too soon, everything was happening so fast.” Keigo’s voice wavered slightly and you cut him off before he could say anything else.

“That’s what happens in real relationships, though you wouldn’t understand that. You’ve never seriously committed to anything in your life.” You knew that wasn’t a fair thing to throw at him, but you didn’t care. “I wasted months on you. Months Keigo. This wasn’t just a couple weeks thing.”

“I know I just-”

“No, you don’t know.” You interruppted him again, you didn’t want to give him a chance to even explain why he had treated you like that. “If you knew how I genuinly thought I loved you, you wouldn’t have gone to that stupid bar with your side kick.”

He looked shocked at that and a bit of pride swelled in your chest at the way his eyes clouded over with guilt.

“Yeah, you didn’t know I found out about that did you?” Stepping back into your apartment a bit more you were ready for this conversation to be over, nothing he could say would mend what he broke.

“I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“That’s all you’re seriously going to say?” You laughed again, finally looking him in the eyes for longer than a second. The burning in your chest grew red hot and you could feel a sting behind your eyes now. “Are you so pathetic that you can’t even give me a real explanation?”

“I’m sorry.” Was all he said, pushing a hand through his hair in frustration, nothing was coming out the way he was thinking. Seeing you so upset made realization of how he fucked up really sink in.

“Did I really mean nothing to you?” No matter how mad at him you were, a part of you still wished things could get fixed, that this could all get brushed over.

“No.” He grabbed your hand forcing you to look up from the ground, “You meant everything to me.”

“Then why?” You could only whisper now, knowing your voice would give away how much of a bad job you were holding back your tears.

“I don’t know.” Keigo whispered, and you realized this wasn’t going anywhere.

“I can’t do this.” You pulled your hand from his grip and backed up, wiping the tears from your cheek. “I can’t keep going around in circles with you, nothing is going to change. I should’ve realized this before, it’s my fault.”

“Wait, I can’t do this without you.” He sounded pathetic now, but his words still burned deep, if only he figured that out sooner.

“You’re going to have to learn how to take care of yourself, that’s not my problem anymore.”

“Please stop, we can fix this.” He stepped forward again, reaching out to you and for a second you almost let him but you pulled away. You could hear the sadness and desperation in his voice now. “Please. I love you.”

“You don’t get to say that anymore. Just go before you ruind something else, Keigo.” You turned around fully now, trying your hardest to ignore how broken he sounded as you walked into your apartment. “Don’t come over anymore. I mean it.”

You hated how much shutting the door hurt and how much you still loved him, even after all of this. The only thing that made it a little bit better was knowing that he was hurting just as much as you, or so you hoped.

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ikamigami · 3 months

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Another interesting thing I forgot to mention in previous post is that Sun said something about teleporting to places suddenly due to magic..

I doubt that he meant magic in general it sounded more as if he unconsciously was using magic.. like he genuinly sounded surprised by that random teleporting to places..

That thought didn't come to me after today's episode..

It was after watching yesterday's laes episode when Sun was saying that he doesn't know how the doughnut is floating.. and we saw a few times that Sun made some barrels to float as well..

So what if Sun didn't lose his magic? What if Sun is using it unconsciously?

Completely off topic but still related to today's episode.. Sun said that computer still orders him around.. which isn't that much surprising but also really? I thought that maybe at least computer would treat Sun more nicely...

And I'm also disappointed with Solar that he didn't want to help Sun.. like he always help everyone else even with minor things.. but he can't do the same for Sun, huh?

I know that Solar still didn't deal with his own trauma.. but I wish that he could be nicer to Sun at least.. because why he had immediately assume that Sun did something wrong in today's episode? That was really unnecessary.. 😑

#sun and moon show #sams #sams sun #sun and moon show sun #sams spoilers #sams solar

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heidi891 · 1 year

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Severus does seem the type, doesn’t he?

“Severus?” Quirrell laughed, and it wasn’t his usual quivering treble, either, but cold and sharp. “Yes, Severus does seem the type, doesn’t he? So useful to have him swooping around like an overgrown bat. [HP&PS]

I think a lot of problems with how many HP fans percieve Snape stem from the type of person he seems to be.

As a teenager he’s a skinny, awkward nerd who hangs out with the wrong crowd and is fascinated by a dangerous ideology. He seems to be an archetypal nerd and incel fascinated by neonazism. A lot of ideas who Snape is, what his motivations are and so on, stem from not the source material but the archetype he seems to match.

The thing is, while he has a lot in common with this archetype, there are also significant differences. Without them Snape wouldn’t have betrayed Voldemort and become a spy, he would have stayed a loyal DE or another Karkaroff. This is important thing about Snape: he seems the type, but he is not the type.

Lily and Snape’s friendship wasn’t an awkward situation where Lily was a kind girl who sometimes talked to the local nerd out of pity and Snape jumped to the wild conclusions that they were best friends now. Lily truly liked him and they were real friends, not just in his head.

Was he jealous of James? Most likely he was, but he had a real reason to worry about Lily. James was a bully, Snape also believed James knew about “the Prank” beforehand. Would Snape have reacted in the same way if a genuinly nice boy like Cedric Diggory had been interested in her? We don’t know, but we can’t be sure that he would have reacted equally negatively. A jealous incel would have done that, but it’s not enough to be sure that Snape would have too.

After Snape called Lily a Mudblood, he sincerely apologised. An archetypal incel would have tried to put the blame on James and on external circumstances, he would have tried to gaslight Lily. An incel has a victim mentality: he’s not the one to blame, others are. But Snape did none of those things.

Snape didn’t feel entitled to Lily’s attention, he was her friend. She liked him and talked to him willingly. After Lily ended their friendship and told him to stay away, he did. He respected her wishes. An archetypal incel wouldn’t have listened, would have tried to contact her afterwards and felt entitled to her attention just because they used to talk. Snape did not, he left her alone as she wanted.

Snape was never friendzoned, because he had never asked Lily out. There is even no proof that he was in love with her romantically. Personally I think he had a crush on her, but her friendship was most important to him. I guess he didn’t want to lose it and waited for some signs that Lily had feelings for him too. Having an unrequited crush on somebody isn’t a crime, people don’t control it. An incel would have expected a romantic relationship in exchange for being nice. Snape respected Lily’s feelings and didn’t expect anything from her.

When he found out that Voldemort thought the Prophecy concerned Harry Potter, he asked Voldemort to spare Lily’s life. He could have asked him to Stupify her so he could have made her his sex slave. He could have Obliviated her so that she wouldn’t have remembered her family, he could have given her a love potion. It would have been so easy. According to Hagrid, Voldemort had wanted to recruit her before, so he surely would’ve been on board, wouldn’t he? But Snape after initial, emotional impulse to beg for her life didn’t come with such a plan. He went straight to Dumbledore, even though he could have been killed, and became a spy, risking his life, just to save Lily and her family. He took responsibility for his actions. He didn’t do it because he expected something from Lily. He hadn’t talked to her in years. It wasn’t selfish, it was selfless. He tried to save her and her family without expecting anything in return.

Do you know who saw Snape like the archetypal incel? Voldemort. And that mistake led to his downfall.

#harry potter books #severus snape #severus snape meta #pro snape

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Hot take (maybe) but Korra should have stayed in a wheelchair in season 4.

Now that I'm done with the original Avatar, I'm rewatching Korra too and this was my biggest gripe with season 3 and 4. I'm not up to that point in the show yet but it always bugged me.

I don't usually like the whole "I'm in a wheelchair now, oh I'm so sad" thing but I could have excused it had she actually stayed in the chair because grief is real, especially for people who's identities centre on their body and what they can do like Korra, but the fact they got her out of the chair just makes it another "woe is me" story until she "gets better". The last episode of season 3 drills it in so hard too, "who will protect the world while the avatar is in a wheelchair?" As if the last show didn't have a 12 year old non-bender in a wheelchair activly involved in the fight with the fire nation and an even younger blind girl taking down airships with (mostly) just her bare hands who went on to found your whole police system. You're telling me none of the people of this world could fathom how the most powerful bender in the world could do her job just because she has to sit now?

It makes sense that Korra herself might not make that connection right away, and be unsure of her ability to do it, especially when facing off against a villain like Kuvera, but I do honestly think the whole plot of her mentally recovering from what Zaheer did to her would have been more impactful if it had left her disabled permanently. The origonal show had its issues with oversimplifying/supercripping disabled characters but at least it was creative with its depictions and went against the disability tropes of its time. TLoK had a few opertunities to show some genuinly nuanced and depictions of disability, but every time it just went for the safe old stereotypes.

Don't get me wrong, I really like TLoK, I'd go as far as to say I enjoy it as much as the origonal show, but it really dropped the ball on the disability front. Probably going to write some longer posts about korra too eventually lol

#just thoughts #disability representation #tlok #avatar #avatar the last airbender #the legend of korra

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The Jotnär and Liminal Space:

Here is more UPG:

I could get into the historical accuracy of 'Utgarðr,' but to save time: there are people that ascribe to it, and people that don't. I am somewhere in the middle, as I usually take a firm stance on "we will never really know what the ancients believed.'' Essentially, I take all mythology with a grain of salt, use the big picture/metaphor to gain an understanding of the God(s) in question, and move along. However, I did want to delve deeper into the Utgarðr concept. Particularly after the rise of Liminal Space-core. Tiktok and Tumblr have seemed to latch onto the idea of Liminal space, or the Back Rooms, and unsurprisingly, that's made me think of the Jotnär.

The whole premise of Liminal Space is an unoccupied area that, for some reason, seems somewhat familiar but wholly unsettling. Some people even get a sense of nostalgia from certain images. The area doesn't have anything outright scary about it, but instinctually, you know something is wrong with it. There is an intrinsic gut feeling, a knowing that something bad could happen, and that people don't belong in this area. Liminal Space is essentially one big "DO NOT ENTER" sign. But humans possess morbid fascination, so we poke and prode at the feeling of fear, anxiety, and instinct.

Similarly, the Utgarðr has the same sign hanging on its metaphorical door. We know from a conglomeration of myths that the Jotnär occupy harsh lands—snow-capped mountains, the deep sea, the open air, even the space between Realms. This land is inhospitable to us, to even the Gods. It is primordial land that holds something in it that we, as a species, cannot understand. Something that the All-Father sought after ruthlessly in hopes of evading Ragnarök.

I suppose my interest/theory is that Jotnär are Liminal Space. At least, their home is—not neglecting that some Jotnär are, in fact, places. It's been my experience that the Jotnär exude this bizarre sort of feeling. When praying, meditating, and dreaming of them, they often come off as almost...uncomfortable. It's the uncanny, jarring feeling. And I think this genuinly makes sense when comparing to the literature. They are the primordial clan, and so, it would make sense that they occupy The Strange.

The Strange is what I am going to refer to this place/feeling as on this blog, for future reference. Just because I think that encapsulates this experience well; pure, intangible strangeness.

I suppose this could sometimes be applied to the Aesir and Vanir, but I hesitate on that for other literary and historical reasons. The Aesir in particular are Gods of society, in myth they represent human connection, human experiences, etc. Vanir could be considered agricultural Gods, but that is also a human invention, so they too represent key aspects of humanity. So, there is an aspect of familiarity there, which cuts through the uncanny, and destroys the key part in Liminal Space.

To circle back to the original point: Utgarðr is the intangible, the outside. A feeling that our ancestors felt, and so their myths reflected as much. Those myths, put to paper by Christian monks, might not be perfect in terms of accuracy and biased influence, but it gives us a solid idea, a sizable clue. I think it's neat that our ancestors felt that same strangeness.

#jotnar #jotnar tribe #heathen #heathenry #norse pagan #gods #goddesses #witch #upg

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I am disappointed in Stanley Hopkins. I had hoped for better things from him. One should always look for a possible alternative and provide against it. It is the first rule of criminal investigation.

Real talk?

I'd argue the reason Hopkins gets it wrong and Holmes gets it right is not because Holmes is exceptional, or even more experienced, or, as he says, got lucky with the clues.

It's because Hopkins is a policeman.

To the police, the faster a case gets solved (or filed away) the better. Someone looks like the obvious suspect? Arrest them. No need to even hear what they have to say. Making an effort to see a different explanation that might invalidate your theory is not only useless, but counterproductive.

I fancy that I have evidence enough to satisfy a jury, even if you are able to pick a hole in it. Besides, Mr. Holmes, I have laid my hand upon my man.

This right here? This is cop thinking. "Who cares if he actually did it? It's the most probable option, the law will approve, he can be sent to jail, problem solved"

Holmes gets it right because he's not with the police institution. Because it's not enough for him that the case "looks done" as fast as possible. He genuinly cares about this, and actively works towards finding alternatives to the obvious. Sherlock Holmes would rather let guilty parties get away than jail people who have even a slight chance of being innocent.

Stanley Hopkins genuinly admires Holmes and I do think he tries to do the right thing. But as a cop he has priorities, even if he doesn't do it consciously. As long as he stays with the police he will never accomplish what Sherlock Holmes does.

To solve a case you don't need a policeman, you need someone who cares for caring's sake.

#letters from watson #sherlock holmes

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Headcanon: Steve is hospitalized for some serious medical ailment. The Dr's are sure he won't survive. Everyone is GENUINLY shocked when the Sinclair parents are called as his emergency contact.

Just a heads up, this is going under the cut because sometimes serious medical stuff can be triggering even when not super detailed. This won't be that detailed because I'm not a doctor or nurse or medical professional in any way and couldn't even begin to research most of it right now, but I am going to put enough for the point to be made that this is serious. No actual character death is going to be mentioned or implied.

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Robin was too busy crying in the waiting room to notice when the entire Sinclair family rushed in.

"Here for Steve Harrington. They called us," Mr. Sinclair said.

At the mention of Steve's name, Robin turned and saw them.

Erica and Lucas were holding each other's hands and crying, and Robin just knew.

She ran over to them and Lucas quickly gave her a hug.

"They wouldn't tell me anything once he was back there. I couldn't wake him up, I don't understand," she rushed out between sobs.

"Honey, take a deep breath," Mrs. Sinclair said, squeezing her arm. "We're gonna find out what's going on, okay?"

Robin nodded, but still didn't feel even remotely calm.

Her best friend collapsed at work, was barely breathing by the time they got to the hospital. How was she supposed to stay calm?

Mrs. Sinclair guided them all to sit down, just as Eddie, Dustin, Mike, and Will ran into the emergency room.

"Where's Steve?" Dustin yelled.

"Come sit down, we're getting some information," Mrs. Sinclair gestured for everyone to join her.

Mr. Sinclair was speaking with a doctor now, and it didn't look good.

His face was slowly sinking, the doctor not even giving a comforting smile.

And then the doctor was gone and Mr. Sinclair didn't move.

"Please tell us what's going on, Dad," Lucas begged.

Mr. Sinclair turned.

"It's a brain bleed. They don't know how it happened or why. They managed to stop it, but said he hasn't woken up. I guess with the amount of blood, it's likely he won't wake up."

"I don't understand," Robin said.

"Why were you the emergency contact? Where are his parents?" Mike asked.

"He designated us emergency contacts when his parents cut him off."

"What? When did they do that?" Eddie asked, shocked that Steve hadn't mentioned this.

"About six months ago, I think. It doesn't matter. All that matters is we try to stay positive and pray that he wakes up," Mrs. Sinclair said softly, trying to reign in all the emotions.

Robin started pacing again, ignoring everyone around her.

Days later, when Steve woke up, she was by his side, along with Mr. Sinclair and Erica.

"You idiot! You scared us!" she yelled.

Steve just gave her a small smile and closed his eyes.

"Trying to die in the most dramatic way possible is so stupid, Steve," Erica said as he fell asleep again.

"Erica Sinclair, watch your mouth!"

"What? I'm not wrong!"

#steve harrington #stranger things #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #headcanon #drabble #serious medical ailment

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B5 S03E19 Grey 17 Is Missing previous episode - table of contents

I'm not sure how this episode is going to go, because prior to this I have always watched B5 high (I started this saga while taking hydrocodone pain meds I was allergic to post-wisdom teeth removal) or sober (which I quickly stopped doing, because the recaps were a dry and stale recounting of the plot in a most unpleasant way), but now I can't have THC for awhile (pre-op instructions for what will hopefully be my last surgery for awhile) and so I am experimenting with liveblogging while tipsy.

So far I thimk that tipsy b5 blogging may be the era of run-on sentences. play video.

Harry Sanders says in response to the question "are you a telepath,": "sure."

I am guessing that Mr Sanders is not a telepath. But I am a huge fan of people fucking with Zack Allen. Queer icon Harry Sanders tries to flirt his way into the job. sadly, he fails.

Unnamed maintenance worker gets sucked into a maintenance tunnel with random wires trailing out of it. That probably won't be relevant later :)

Someone, I am assuming Sinclair, spoke of Delenn "with great reverence" to his Minbari friend regularly. I LOVE THAT OMG. *shipping intensifies*

Harlan Ellison consulted on this one, too?? That's so cool. My Eepectations just went up. Minbari With The Nose thinks that Delenn should take over as Ranger One. Are they going out of their way to not say his name?

Calling a gun with bullets a slugthrower is a pretty amusing thing to share with Star Wars. I once read a crossover fic where Han Solo (iirc) went on smuggling runs to B5 to pick up kyber crystals, which the B5 people have been using for mere data storage.

"I swear it's like the Centauri triangle in there - something's always going wrong."

I only support Garibaldi's casual racism because actually, everything IS always going wrong with the Centauri....but has the Bermuda Triangle myth been supplanted with a centauri space equivalent?? And what makes it a triangle in 3d space?

Stephen Franklin is looking rough. Withdrawl. Withdrawal? Sad plotline. Space AA is not my favorite plotline. Also, Mr Dr Franklin, maybe don't compain about people following you around when you haven't even left Babylon Five???? That's a cry for help if ever I saw one in metaphor. If you wanna be alone like...barter some medical attention for a ride to an abandoned planetoid.

Gray 17 is a level of b5? Cool. I thought it was going to be a person that disappeared. And it is several of them at least. But there's also thirty official grey levels but only 29 accessible. I like it.

Delenn looks extra pretty today.

Why does this Minbari know about siren songs? Convergent cultural evolution, or does this guy like Earth ancient-greek sailor myths?

It's genuinly hilarious (and apropos) for a Minbari Ranger to think it pollutes the rangers for humans to be admitted. This warrior class Minbari thinks it's heretical for Delenn-of-the-clerics to consider taking command of the Rangers, which he thinks are the rightful domain of the warrior caste.

hm. Where'd he go. That won't come up later, either.

Garibaldi is leaning into one of his strengths: investigation. He's counting the seconds the elevator takes between Grey levels. Grey like the grey council, or pure coincidence?

ALSO. no minbari has killed another minbari for a thousand years?? I find that very hard to believe. Domestic violence? manslaughter?? What kind of statistical fuckery are they employing to make that something Delenn can say without winking??

Delenn: "I want your word that you will not tell [Sheridan] about [the warrior class dick threatening to kill me]. Your. Word."

*cue Lennier hinting unsubtly about Delenn's life being in danger*

I did not expect Level 17 Grey to come up. Where is the missing number if Grey 17 is missing, it goes to Grey 30, but there's only 29 levels? This mystery is deeper than I expected it to be!

The missing floor, once Garibaldi rules-lawyers the lift into stopping there, is trashed. And it says Grey 17 in a different place than the other floors. AND there's what looks like a technical diagram for a trash can where the other floors have their designation signs. Idk what this means, but it's a data point!!

Well. I would drop kick that puppet if it talked to me on a trashed level. But Michael Garibaldi let it DART him. like a SCHMUCK. Don't let it do that. hit the follow button for more HOT TIPS FROM MICHAL. (pronounced like McCalll, not like Michael).

Lennier!!!! YES HE IS TELLING SOMEONE. But not Sheridan. Love his rules-lawyering. Super cute. My guy. Lancelot (purely platonic version).

I would kiss Lennier all over his sweet face. And he would not like it. I am sure.

Garibaldi has recovered-ish from his darting of unknown substance. FUCK THAT PUPPET. burn it with fire or smth.

Who is this council of lost persons?? Jim Henson's dream?????!

"My name is Jeremiah. Welcome to the end of the world."

YES PLEASE. This is good plot, and I like it.

Delenn is really beautiful this episode. I think the red/blue rich, saturated colors particularly flatter her. But she is always unfairly pretty and generally lickable.

Delenn's mother entered the sisters of valeria soon after Delenn was born, and she's only seen her twice. TWICE. And Delenn's father died ten years ago. She does not mention siblings. How old is Delenn? If it isn't a plot-relevant spoiler, please let me know if you know it.

Her thoughts on missing her father are both relatable and wistful. It made me thoughtful about the same topic.

Jeremiah says the reason the Minbari almost defeated the humans in the war was because the Minbari are closer to the truth than humans. AND we have learned that the people on Grey Level 17 is because they hacked the system and detached themselves from the rest of B5. Isolationists being isolationist on a tiny little level of a space station is illogical and funny and very, very human.

The Minbari offended by Delenn running the Rangers is called Neroon! That's super familiar and I think I've met him before. He says "During the war I killed fifty thousand of you....what's one more?" Well my dude. I bet you didn't kill fifty thousand humans in one-on-one combat. And I'm gonna go ahead and bet on Marcus's staff-fighting prowess over his.

GET 'IM MARCUS.

This is a well-choreographed and filmed staff fight.

Jeremiah on Grey Level 17 actually is super aligned with Delenn's philosophy on the universe. But is far more freaky about the practical side of the philosophy. tbh. I think Jeremiah did LSD one too many times.

Garibaldi isn't super serious about his threat because his choke hold lacks a fulcrum...Jeremiah could break it anytime he liked if he knew how to identify what wrestling hold he was in....signed...someone whose father wrestled in highschool and taught them from a young age to identify and break choke holds by neck-feel....

GO MARCUS GO GET NEROON.

Neroon: "Why? You must have known you could not win....so why do it?" Marcus: "For [Delenn]. [...] In Valen's name."

LANCELOT MOVE OVER, GALAHAD HAS ARRIVED

Jeremiah: "Listen. Listen. The only way out is-is to find a purity of thought. A purity of belief! That is the door! The door of the mind."

Hm. This dude is craycray. And his further speech does nothing to dispel the notion. What is screeching??

If Sinclair was Entil'Zha, wthen what was this Minbari Ranger going to designate Delenn?

Damn it, Neroon lives. Bring! Back! Galahad! fuck u neroon. You don't deserve a capitalized proper noun name.

wtf is this thing hunting on level 17 grey?? I don't recognize its silhouette.

Michael Garibaldi (paraphrased): HOW DO WE HURT THIS THING??? *looks at .38 bullets in hand*

Me, reliving my misspent youth: IF YOU GRAB THE SHELL OF THOSE .38s WITH PLIERS THEN HIT THE PRIMER WITH A BALLPEEN HAMMER U CAN SHOOT IT

(yes I did this shit for fun as a child and I am EXTREMELY LUCKY I did not have a mishap of a permanent injury variety)

hmm. Garibaldi sorta used my childhood fun trick but with a pipe to protect his fragile hands.. UNLIKE ME AND MY PLAIN PLIERS AND HAMMER

Neroon kicked Marcus's ass but Marcus is going to recover -a relief. But Neroon!! FUCK OFF.

"you are more noble than I" - Neroon (paraphrased)

THAT'S A GALAHAD MOVE. psych. Marcus got you with his ideological purity and ironic wit!!

The murderous thing on Grey level 17 was a "zarg." OK. Please, if it isn't spoilery, remind me what that is.

This episode feels a bit more disjointed than they usually are, but I liked it. And fuck Neroon!!! Get behind Delenn or shut the fuck up.

*a perfectly good episode. but also. GET BEHIND DELENN OR STFU!!

onward

#woodsfae b5 #delenn

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katsune-nya · 1 year

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Tokyo Revengers Romantic and Sexual Orientation Headcanons.

Part 2.

Contains: Michi, Mikey, Draken, Baji, Tora, Fuyu, Taka, Hakkai, Pah and Peh, Hina Emma, Yuzuha, Senju, Sanzu, Ran Rindo, Koko, Inui, South, Taiju, Shin, Benkei, Waka and Omi.

Takemichi:

He's so Straight it's actually sad, like i've never seen a straighter man. He actually doesn't have too much of a sexual attraction, but he's not in the ace spectrum either.

Edit: I change my mind, he's a bi king.

Mikey:

AroAce. He's in the spectrum and honestly doesn't really see the charm on relationships, he would get in one with the right person but doesn't look for it AT ALL. (He's the biggest simp when he falls tho).

Draken:

Straight Ally. The kinda ally that literally doesn't give a fuck. Would kiss a dude, doesn't care. He grew up in a fucking brothel, literally nothing about sex makes him raise a brow.

Edit: Remembered this.

That's such a weird thing for a straight guy to say, man. WHAT DID YOU MEAN??!!?!? Do you like Emma 'cause she kinda looks like Mikey?

Keisuke:

AROACE AROACE AROACE AROACE. He's so in the AroAce Spec it's not even a secret. Experimented with boys and girls, just doesn't really do much to him. Doesn't look for a relationship but if it happens he'll be surprised. No gender or sex prefference.

Kazutora:

Actually, i think he's Bi. The Homophobic Gay kind. He was so in denial until he was an adult and came out to Chifuyu and Kei in such a nonchallant way in the middle of a random convo at breakfast.

Right. In front. Of their salads.

Chifuyu:

Either the Straightest one can be or Pan. He's a romantic but doesn't get in a relationship easily, has literally zero experience but when imagining kissing in the rain suddently he realised the gender of the other person was changing??? The first person he came out to was Peke J and then Keisuke who gave him a thumbs up and kept walking like nothing.

Takashi:

I'm so sorry to the fangirls but this man came personally to me and told me he's a Fully Fledged Homosexual. He's so gay, oh my fucking God. Gay gay gay gay gay homo gay.

He has so much experience too and loves girls (could be bi) but men are just *chefs kiss*.

Gay and pissed about it but 'cause he's a Misandristic Man.

Edit: I realised I was wrong, he's actually the only straight character in this whole manga, he's just unrealistically perfect and that made me not see that he is a cishet.

Hakkai:

He's so fucking Bi for fucks sake. He realised he liked boys before he liked girls and he felt SO guilty about it. He literally doesn't know what the fuck he feels for Takashi. Is it Platonic or Romantic Love? He decided it didn't matter 'cause he just loves him and that's enough.

Pah and Peh:

Both Straight but both experimented with different kinds of people. They genuinly don't care and will be your biggest suporters whatever you are. Literal definition of Love Is Love. Will beat up a Bigot for you and enjoy it.

Hina:

Bi Bi Bi (actually Pan). She had only one or two crushes in girls but she fell in love with Michi at such a young age she never really cared. She has fucking queer merch but the aesthetic ones. She is the violent gay, Be Gay, Do Crime.

Emma:

... I wish she was gay... She's so Straight. She found being queer weird at first but only 'cause she never saw it 'round. Once Hina came out to her in a casual "boys" convo she was just like: "Oh... Well, that makes sense." And moved on. Got a cute lil pin with her pronouns and put it on her bag.

Yuzuha:

GAY. She's a Pan queen. She has crushes VERY rarely, like, once every 80 years, but it never matters what gender they are. She has a "Beat a Right Wing" sticker. She is gay with a PURPOSE, the purpose is to make her brother mad. She got over her crush on Michi just to develop one on Hina... Give this girl a break.

Senju:

A romantic. Probably Pan. She falls in love every Tuesday, Waka and Omi have to deal with her talking their ears off about her latest crush "I'm telling you, they're the one!". Probably the most into Non-Binary people, she thinks it's badass and cool.

Haruchiyo:

He HAS to be Gay. Bi at most. He just likes men. He likes men. Have i said he likes men? First crush was OBVIOUSLY Mikey. Whenever he gets drunk he starts saying the gayest shit (specially towards Rindo) and the Haitani brothers just have to listen to him and pray for him to get tired and shut the fuck up. "Listen, if i wasn't into [name] rn, i'd probably fuck you too". Ok, they don't care, go to bed.

Ran:

Pan. A hole is a hole. No but fr. He doesn't care, he literally has no prefference, but actually, 'till he was like 20 he had NO PULL. NOTHING. NADA. Hit him up and he'll fold.

Rindo:

Bi. He likes boys, he likes girls, he has liked the random nonbinary cutie down the street. He just kinda goes with the flow but he has prefferences so he doesn't really call himself pan, he likes men the most, especially if they are smaller than him, he thinks it's cute. Another one with no fucking game, probably kissed Sanzu and regretted it instantly because why Sanzu?!?!?! He was drunk, let him forget it.

Hajime:

... Come on, he HAS to be Pan. He likes pretty people, whatever they are. He likes looking at people as if they were art pieces but he doesn't get crushes. Once he falls in love, it's for LIFE.

Seishu:

Probably Bi or the best Straight Ally. He likes people rougher than him and people energetic/extroverted/chaotic/talkative. Doesn't really think about his prefference so he doesn't put a label on himself. Whoever he likes, he likes. In the Ace Spectrum.

South:

... Listen. Ok. Listen to me. I swear i have a point just liSTEN TO ME.

...

He's gay. He's fully homosexual. And he has no real prefference about it bUT, he likes femenine men a lot. Or men shorter or skinnier than him. Or... Honestly. He just... Likes men.

Taiju:

Pfffft. He's actually Bi or Pan but so in denial, in the closet, a closet guarded by Cerberus himself and a thousand locks with a pond around it filled with crocodiles. He likes strong people who can tell him to shut the fuck up and encourage him to do better. He dreams of getting married and having a family. Ew.

Shinichiro:

He's Pan. He has an obsession with women but he gets just as down bad with men, or enbys. He likes people smarter than him. He preffers people smaller than him 'cause he gets too flustered with people bigger, but ohohoho, he LOVES heavier people.

Benkei:

I swear i can't decide. It switches every time. I think his sexuality is fluid and he's unlabelled. AroAce Spec tho, doesn't really get crushes.

Wakasa:

AroAce Spec, but he has TOO MUCH GAME. He pulls without trying. He is mostly uninterested in people and relationships. You have to be an EXTRAORDINARY person to catch his attention (I have this headcanon that he's lowkey into Shin but that's for another day). Once he falls, you are not getting rid of him.

Takeomi:

Probably fully Aro. His true love is money. If he got into a relationship it would be a VERY slow and robotic process, until he relaxes and is like... Huh... This is nice. Then a switch flips.

• Will do more in some time about the rest of the characters. I had no more space in the tags lmao.

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myafterlifeisbetterthenyours · 2 years

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May I request a hc of Val, Striker, Husker, and Stolas with an male s/o that has a Medusa tattoo?? Maybe they ask what the meaning of the tattoo is and find out why they got it

Male S/O with a Medusa Tattoo

(TW: Mentions of past sexual assault.)

Valentino

Youd been killing and fighting long before you'd died, made something of a lifestyle from it. But when you finally took that big dirt nap, you'd been... freed.

Youd run with plenty of gangs, so when you landed in Pentagram, you finding the entire city essentially one gang terf after another, you fit right in.

Youd quickly sign up to a gang, and seemingly over night you were the top lieutenant, and then, well, you got tired of working for an idiot.

So, you usually ended up killing your boss.

Youd drift from gang to gang, working your way up before either walking away or killing your former boss.

Youd begin working independently for the highest bidder.

And it'd be after a particularly pricey job, you wiping out a large drug den, killing a few dozen men and when you walked out, you'd come face to face with Valentino himself.

Apparently that was his drug den you'd just cleared, and coming face to face with the man you were less then impressed, although he was taller then expected, telling him as much, much to the Overlords amusement.

Youd explain you'd done the job for money, nothing personal, tell him how you'd do it again.

At that, Val was fairly impressed.

So, he'd offer you a job, no price too high for the Overlord.

And thats how you ended up working for the man. And while the money and access to top of the line weapons were most definitely a positive, what you loved most?

Valentino was smart!

You could actually respect the man, of course you were still warry of the man, as you were with any man you caught making eyes at you.

But despite the initial mistrustnd you quickly worked your way up to his inner circle, you worked so well, you didn't even care about getting paid.

And Val found you just as interesting.

Finding your mentality and abilities very fascinating. The man taking a deep interest in you, the two of you often speaking before or after meetings, or when he was on the move, you basically following him around until he needed something done.

And you always got it done.

And it'd be after a particularly heavy night of drinking, something you often did with the man, Valentino insisting upon it.

And after some drinky, you'd end up in bed together, something he did with many of his employees, although you were far from a pushover, fighting him in the sack, demanding he go slow, the man easing you into it, surprised by your initial reaction.

This would happen several more times until some genuinly gooey feelings seemed to bloom between you.

Of course he kept it on the DL, not wanting something like a real relationship to mess up his image.

But given your close position to the Overlord, and his already lecherous nature, no one bat an eye at your affair.

And it's be after one of these heavy nights of passion, that you'd be sat on the edge of your bed, lighting a cigarette.

And that'd be when he'd point out the large madusa tattoo coupled around your arm.

Youd be silent for a little while, taking another puff of your cigarette before telling him.

Youd ask if he knew the story of Medusa, how she sought out protection from Athena as Posiden pursued, and when he forced himself on her, Athena... Athena punished her for being assaulted.

Youd always been around criminal's. Gangbangers and mobsters, grew up around them, they were like family. And the leader of your former gang had taken a liking to you.

He... he wanted you. And when you didnt just give in, he took you, and when word got out youd been violated by the man.

Like *That*, you were a social pariah. You were call slurs, branded as some... slut, some... nothing.

You bacame nothing.

And so you decided yo prove them wrong. You killed them. You killed them all.

You went from gang to gang, killing for anyone who you could.

And the Tattoo... the Tattoo was to remind you. To remind you you weren't a victim. You were a monster, made by a monster, and you'd make sure no one ever victimised you again.

You were sat there for a long while before you felt his arms slide around you, pulling you back into his broad chest.

The overlord gently playing with your hair as you laid against him.

He'd tell you he liked you, but you knew he was a bad guy. Did more evil then most could in several lifetimes. Not to mention he was a Pimp. He did shit like what had happened to you, and... understood if you hated that about him.

That would be a major issue in any kinda relationship.

Youd simply tell him you were hardly one to judge.

You'd killed hundreds of people, innocent and otherwise, in many, many horrific ways. What happened to you was horrific, but it's Hell, kill or be killed. And you couldn't hold it against Val if he acted horrifically.

At that Valentino would kiss you softly, the two of you quickly wrapped in a loving embrace, the Overlord holding you close.

Youd never really be an "Item" out in the open, your relationship would never really breach his inner circle, mostly for your safety and to maintain his Image as a master Pimp.

Things like genuine emotions weren't allowed in his lifestyle.

Val would also turn down the 'Pimp' aspect of his life. Well, at least when he was with you, although you'd let him know he didn't have too, you were a grown up and had chosen to be with the Pimp. But the Overlord would insist, actively playing up his "gentlemen" persona.

The two of you having a well hidden, but also very intimate relationship, The overlord seeming to genuinely come to care for you.

Striker

Youd met at a bar, the two of you having just finished your respective job, both of you in a better mood then usual, celebrating your victory with a drink.

Youd end up talking, quickly bonding over your mutual work in the killing industry. Striker so rarely meeting other professionals.

As in, actual professionals. Not some goon.

Youd share drink after drink, speaking on the many jobs you'd done. Although you had an edge, having killed many when you were alive. But Striker playfully told you those didn't count.

Youd drink some more, the two of you boasting or bragging over your achievements on the job.

And after a grand night together, it would become something of a tradition for the two of you.

Every week or so, usually after a job well done, you'd meet at the bar, sharing a few drinks and usually just talking.

This would go on for months, the two of you slowly building a friendship, and as Striker did with anyone he found worthy, hed begin a very flirty relationship.

And at that you got stiff. As in uncomfortable, the Imp noticing and quickly easing up on the flirts, keeping himself on a bit of a leash.

Of course, that relationship would turn sexual eventually, after weeks of talking, and a particularly heavy night of drinking, the Imp inviting you back to his, and... we all know what would happen with the Cowboy Imp.

That wouldn't be the last time either, you often going over to his place after a job, or when you had nothing to do, the Imp doing the same at yours.

It'd be pretty early into this "friendship" when Striker would ask about the Tattoo. He of course wouldn't know anything about Greek Mythology.

So you'd tell him the story of Medusa, and how she was victimised.

Then you'd tell him your own story. How you were abused, then humiliated, tormented for something completely out of your control.

Then you'd explain how you killed them, getting the Tattoo to as a symbol, showing you weren't some victim. You were a monster, and you made sure everyone knew it.

It was also why it took you so long to get comfortable around the Imp, finding yourself finally comfortable to be around another man.

Striker would be a little surprised, but would simply lean against you, tail curling around the both of you as he called you a bad Mother-fucker, thanking you for opening up like that.

Youd snort, looking down at him and after staring at each other for several moments before you shared a tender kiss, the both of you falling back on the bed, holding each other close.

This being the first of many nights curled up with your serpent-like Imp, Striker promising himself he wouldn't let anything like that to happen again.

Husker

Whenever you weren't killing someone, you were typically thinking about killing someone.

And you did your best thinking over an alcoholic beverage.

It would be one night at such an establishment, nursing a beer bottle, that you'd meet Husk, the man wanting a drink but unable to pay for it.

So, you'd get him a drink.

You made plenty of cash and lived a humble lifestyle, so buying a round for some poor SOB wouldn't break the bank.

And so, with new drink in hand, you'd get to talking with the gruff looking cat. The cat already smelling like a distillery.

Hunker was a drunkard, that was clear, but he was a clever one at that, the man showing you a few tricks with the cards.

Sfter a few tricks, a round of poker and a Loooooot of drinks, Youd end up in bed together, a surprising turn of events as he didn't seem the sort go out on one night stands.

Neither were you, but you were drunk and the cat had his charm.

And well, the bottle had its own power~

And so, that first morning was awkward to be sure, the Cat practically disappearing after a rough breakfast, not even saying goodbye.

But a few days later, at that same bar, who would you find sat at the bar, trying to get a drink, unable to pay.

Youd again buy him a drink and well, you getting along quickly once more and well, rinse and repeat.

This would happen 2 more times before Husk stuck around for breakfast proper.

And well, after that, you found the two of you spending a great deal of time together.

Now, husker was certainly an alcoholic, and you actually picked up something of a drinking habit from the cat, but you were already a cold blooded killer, so a bit of alcoholism couldnt hurt.

But Husker was a great drinking buddy.

He knew all the best drinking holes, and had a hangover cure to cure any hangover.

It would be after another heated night in bed, the cat would be laid beside you, when he'd ask about the Tattoo.

And after a few moments of silence, you'd tell him.

Youd tell him about how the person you most looked up too, had brutalised you. Violated you. And everyone you knew and trusted had turned on you, treating you like it were your fault.

You were made a monster, much like Medusa by Athena, so you showed them a monster. The Tattoo a reminder of how it wasn't your fault, how a victim could become a monster.

Husker would awkwardly sit there, telling you that was some heavy shit, you laughing at the cat's unsure nature.

Youd lay there a while longer before turning to him, telling him he should move in. You didn't like him sleeping in alleyways or outside a bar. You trusted him and wanted... something.

And after several moments, the Cat would agree, although he didn't actually have anything to bring to your place.

Youd just laugh, pulling the cat close as you both drifted to sleep.

Stolas

Funnily enough, you actually met through Stella.

And by 'through Stella' I mean, she hired you to kill him.

And after falling through his roof, having climbed through it to surprise him, youd be laid there, staring up at the man where you'd tell him you'd been hired to kill him.

Stolas was caught off guard but remained surprisingly calm about it all, probably because he could turn you to stone with a glance.

It was probably that.

But you'd end up talking for a while, you essentially finishing by telling him you wouldn't need to kill him, as you hadn't been paid yet, if you worked for him instead.

Stolas would consider it, before noting you were an assassin. The owl lewdly asking what other skill you had.

To which you'd smile, listing off several skills you had from fighting to fixing things, the Owl taken aback by the genuine response.

So, you'd talk a while longer, before he'd finally decide to hire you as his personal bodyguard. He would have hired you to kill Stella, but he didnt want to deprive Octavia of a mother, not to mention there was no guarantee you would switch over again.

And well, Stolas just wasn't that kinda guy.

You quickly found yourself genuinely liking Stolas, especially as a Boss.

You spent most of your time with the man, and while he appeared like any other snobbish noble Prick at the get-go, when you got closer to him, you found a very delicate creature.

And because of it, because he was a genuine person, you found yourself warming up to him.

He was a very deep, emotional individual, and seemed desperate for some kind of connection.

So, you began keeping him company, having nothing else to do when you weren't bodyguarding.

Technically you'd only been hired to protect him, but in his own palace, you were basically unneeded, as well as a long list of other places.

So you had plenty of time to talk about this and that.

You developed quite the little connection, genuinely coming to enjoy your time with the Owl, as both your boss and a companion.

And it'd be after yet another long conversation, that youd playfully ask if he'd like to take it to the bedroom, you knowing the pent up ball of repressed sexuality got dreadfully lonely between full moon visits from his Impish Plaything.

And even through his Flush face, he'd agree, the two of you awkwardly heading to the bedroom.

You were just as awkward as he was, the both of you easing into it, the man surprisingly encouraging.

It was a very passionate night, you not acting as course or unruly as Blitzø, but carefully and passionately.

You made love where Blitzø Fucked.

And for Stolas, that was a VERY new experience, the man never knowing sex as anything but rough and overwhelming, or slow and unpleasant.

I.E. Blitzø VS Stella.

And with your more intimate methods, he'd start to... feel things.

Strange things.

Like emotional things he'd only felt with Blitzø. And with you being with him all the time, connecting on bot a personal and intimate level, these emotions would only continue to grow.

Eventually you'd end up in bed again. And again.

Then again.

And it'd after one night together that he'd ask about the Tattoo. And so, after a few moments you'd tell him.

Youd explain Medusa, Stolas surprisingly already knowing the tale. So youd explain your assault. And the Victimisation that followed it.

How others seemed to blame you for the revolting acts that was forced upon you.

And finally how you got your revenge, becoming a monster yes, but never a Victim again.

Stolas took a moment to register everything, heart aching to hear you'd gone through all of that, and after a moment he'd get a little closer, telling you he didn't think you were a monster.

In fact, you were one of the best things that had ever happened to him, and he... he had developed feelings for you.

Strong feelings.

Youd look into the owls dazzling eyes, scanning his face for any deveption, before reaching out and cupping the man's cheek, pulling him in and planting a tender kiss on his... beak? On his lips.

The two of you just staying like that for a while, holding the other close before you'd gently thank him for being there.

The owl would refute it, thanking you for being there. For everything.

Hey everyone, so I actually don't like to shy away from such serious topics like sexual or domestic abuse, but I know these headcanons are a comfort to many men and women who just need them after a hard day and don't need to be reminded of past trauma.

As for the Tattoo of a Medusa, I did my best to respectfully and accurately depict.

And I didnt wanna imply anything with the reader being a monster in the headcanons, but it's hell and I know its a common, and unfortunate trend, for men that suffer abuse to propagate it onto others, so it made sense for them to be a brutal person. But I'm glad to be showing a bit of the male side when it comes to sexual assault, it's a subject all too rarely spoken about publicly.

But I do really hope you enjoyed, fell free to comment your thoughts as always, and thank you for reading. Bye Bye.

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