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raymondshields · 2 years

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For the fandom Ask: Third Life

Tumblr deleted this while I was answering so I gotta redo it, rip me. But alas, my blorbos...

ALSO GO TO BED TSUKO IT'S QUARTER PAST TWO.

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

To no one's surprise, it's GoodTimesWithScar! Look at those tits and those booty shorts and those muscles and tell me you wouldn't do the same.

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

Grian is only Shaped in the ass, which is a trait his actor has that I will graciously pass on to him (because unlike half the fandom, I understand that the actors are just celebrities without PR teams and so long as you don't make it their problem, there's nothing wrong with lusting a little after them, if it's okay for Tom Hiddleston it's okay for Charles Batchelor; just again don't make it their problem), but he's a cute little sonofabitch that needs kisses and a good beating and the ability to play god. Because he is, as you know, a god, and that makes it ~*~Projection Time~*~ with Luteia the godkin.

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

ImpulseSV was mega underrated during the entirely of 3L right up until he died, and then was completely overshadowed with his performance in Last Life as half of the Wither Duo. But he played every single side and kept everyone guessing who he was loyal to and then he paid for it with his life and that's why we love him.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

"THE RED KING DIES TONIGHT, FELLAS"

Tell me you don't love Joel Smallishbeans after hearing him screech that out in the most batshit, madman's voice with his army of a million tame wolves hunting down the Red Army. I didn't see much of him during 3L since I don't much watch him (although he's hilarious in the divorce trio / 100 Hours Hardcore SMP) but oh man he did so good.

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

(For whatever reason I can't find a transparent version of his Red King skin. Whatever.)

RentheDog, also known as the furry who can sing. King of the Red Winter and of Dogwarts and somewhat surprisingly, the closest thing to a hero Third Life actually has. Everyone forgets that just because Grian and Scar won doesn't make them the good guys: in every other POV, they're hugely menacing, they're the bad guys and they won. Which means Ren, who just wanted a shop and built his army exclusively to fight Grian and Scar, is the hero of the story.

But he's as much a war criminal as everyone else so y'know, poor little meow meow. Or woof woof, I guess...? Love him. He's so gay. So perfect.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

Hee hee -pushes Scott Smajor1995 into being the third wheel for Grian and Scar the moment he loses his husband-

Our canon gay! Insofar as that his actor is gay (and also on tumblr shhhh nobody tag him) and he had a canon gay wedding and canonically fucked Jimmy SolidarityGaming and then had a mega gay afterlife. Half of the Flower Husbands, which I really don't do much with ficwise but he was a strong ally of the Red Desert, so you know, if he's there he's getting tormented. :p

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

Honestly? None of them. They're all too good. Too perfect. I mean, I'd send Grian to superhell but he'd escape in five seconds and remind me that he's a god so no nevermind let's not do that.

Bonus commentary:

Skizzleman: Underrated, martyred himself for Dogwarts, I don't do much with him but he was pretty fun in Last Life.

ZombieCleo: She's cool, although I didn't much pay attention to her in either 3L or LL. Not my style, although folks love her for good reason.

EthosLab: Underrated fave, he and Joel in 3L are tied pretty close in their place for Glup Shitto. Had an amazing arc with themes of fire, although his performance in LL got way more popularity because there was a surprise marriage. He plays a bigger part in Sagiverse than you think he does.

TangoTek: Underrated in both 3L and LL, not one to count out of the fight because he did damn well. Fought with the Red Desert against Dogwarts to get revenge on Etho, nice little subplot there if you don't watch him. Not my best fav, but I still love him dearly.

BigB4tz2: To be honest he was very much a background character for me up until the finale: after completing anyone else's POV you have to watch his final episode, because he was the last to upload and therefore had the ghost reel (which is genuinely fucking hilarious and makes the final fight so much less angsty and so much funnier). I am neutral-positive on him, just because if he had a major character arc I wasn't paying attention and totally missed it. He largely played the role of "literally just lives here" and that's fine imo. LL!BigB had a lot more of an arc so I've heard, but I liked 3L way more than LL tbh so I don't know much about that.

Jimmy SolidarityGaming: The other half of Flower Husbands, and also the canary because he died first in both series. I don't know too too much about his arc, I focus more on Scott, but he's been pretty funny in the divorce trio smp so I am not against him.

Martyn InTheLittleWood: Dude, Martyn was killer, and also mega gay. You know Harpy Valentine? Less chocolate, more bloodshed, exactly the same amount of utter devotion and you have Martyn towards Ren. His red life skin was absolutely insane, I love him so much, he just gets eclipsed a lot since I don't typically write Dogwarts. But he's so good.

BdoubleO100: Bdubs was really good in 3L, and absolutely the highlight of LL. (While I liked LL well enough, and of course Scarian is always top, LL's real OTP was Etho/Bdubs and literally everyone agrees on that. LL might have been a lot more forgettable without Bdubs absolutely taking the cake about it. He figured out how to get fandom's attention with three words and he did it. Godspeed.) While he wasn't my favourite in 3L, he's the one to watch if you want to see the Crastle since Cleo dies so early on. Ended up dying because he tried to fight the Red Desert (and ironically died the same way in LL) but like, he's awesome, we love him.

#asks #dorksmithery #third life #trafficblr #eh what the hell the tags can have it I only know one tag anyway lmao #I do still keep wondering if bdubs' 'he loves me' put a noticeable amount of new subs on etho's channel #like yeah everyone knows etho he's a legend and been around forever and has common redstone parts named after him #but he's not /popular/ as a celebrity mcyter yknow?#wonder if bdubs being mega gay about it got lots of folks checking him out more #I mean I sure did just because he's so obviously from toronto it's not even funny

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lemonadesoda · 2 years

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ok i hope u dont mine me sending 3 at once BUT for the Blorbo Scale ask game 1. AHIT (canon) 2. AHIT again but Hide and Seek edition (yes the ocs so much pls) and 3. Beingverse (self indulgent yes sorry. also has most of my ocs in a convenient actually-readable spot)

Woof you came in swinging

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

1. ...Snatcher. Yeah. He's what started the madness. Credit where it's due.

2. I have to say my guys. I Have To. Lemel and Tevane. I am rotating them in my brain at crazy person levels.

3. Hattie. I love this little savage. So aggro she tore a being out of his own vessel. Swings a sword around. Emotionally complicated and carrying such a loneliness.

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

1. Those two little crows on a date in Alpine

2. Hrgngh you haven't met her yet but *Mumble* the ex-caw agent who lives in an apartment with some other bird friends. That will come out in uhhhh 6-7 weeks? idk. anyways lOOK I LIKE THE CROWS

3. I had to think about this one. Tbqh I usually don't latch onto characters for cuteness factor. I think Hattie wins this one again though. Yeah she's a little feral. But she's still babey.

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

1. Bow! I know a lot of people like Bow but she is underappreciated by her own creators! Where are her unique diary entries and voice lines??

2. Can I say Moonjumper? Like realistically, I know they're pretty Rated and Appreciated but. Mostly because! They're so fucking funny. I didn't expect them to be the funniest bitch in the Subcon household but they are. I personally think their joke delivery is better than Snatcher's. Like, do other people see it? Do they know?

3. Ean! Is this cheating? Not very many people know him so it's hard to say whether he is underrated or not. I just think he feels underrated. I also rotate him in my head a lot. I feel Something about him, can't really put my exact finger on what. Layres.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

1. Cut content ok? If so, Tim's Friend. So very strange and eldritch. So much possibility. What are you Friend? I don't say much about them but I do get really excited when people do concepts about them.

2. Saria. Shows up very briefly but her impact lingers like a comet trail. Also she's cool as shit.

3. Maradoth Maradoth Maradoth. Granted it was Thousand Enemies that really made me appreciate him, but it has been retroactively applied to Goat Sage Maradoth too now.

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

1. Snatcher. Yeah he kills people. But he does it in a looney tunes way so it's funny which makes it morally correct.

2. Sigh. Hh. Tev. It's Tev. Don't ask me any more questions.

3. I kind of want to say Apolonia...like yes she can tear people in half but girl has like, So Many emotional problems oh my god.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

1. Okay this venn diagram is about to look like a circle, but Snatcher. HE'S HILARIOUS. HE'S STUPID, IT'S FUNNY

2. Another circular venn diagram. It's Tev again. He needs to lose his dignity to be free. It's for his health.

3. Brigid?? Sorry!!! She's so normcore, it's fun to put her in Situations.

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

1. Vanessa, I guess. Feels like a basic answer, but I just don't really have any investment.

2. I technically eeby deebied her already in H&S, like getting frozen in a time singularity is probably the closest thing to eeby deeby as you get. So to be different, I sentence Director Izen.

3. Honestly who else deserves eeby deeby here? Eilwyn? For the imperialism? Idk she's already super dead so

#asks #ask meme #banyanas #sorry this took so long i needed to think

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sou-ver-2-0 · 3 years

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Hello 💜 I might have been spamming you a bit with the likes but I really do enjoy your meta💜 I also wanted to mention that I really do like the way Reko says she wants to reach out to Shin if you go Reko/Sou route? Gin and Reko being worried about him (w/ Gin likely feeling guilt for having voted for Kanna) was pretty sweet, especially with him treating Gin nicely in general and Reko having tried to get him open up early into 2-2 Main Game too? I don't think that route will end well but (p1)

(p2) I would honestly dig Reko and Shin being on friendly terms if the cast made out, especially with how Alice/Kanna route has Alice ending up being a big bro protector figure to Kanna, while Reko the only adult Shin has yet to be betrayed by that's alive and had the sense to vote for him than Kanna is the younger sister who plays big sis to a good deal of the cast. It's just an interesting thing actually, that how dysfunctional Reko/Sou route vs Alice/Kanna is?

(p3) With former, there is still some awkwardness compared to Reko/Kanna with Reko having already taken a big sisterly role with her, but Alice is more than willing to look out for this child, while with Reko/Sou you can see that Reko genuinely feels bad for him and wants to amend things, yet Kanna's death really was the last straw for Shin that at best she is going to get Shin not looking out for chances to actively harm her (or Gin) while they might be collateral damage anyway.

Part idk bc I forgot to mention: I like how his "I-I wouldn't leave you behind..." to Gin right after they visit Gashu's secret room sounds like he is hurt that he would think he would leave a primary schooler back if he found an escape path too, especially with him in ch 1 saying Gin should rest with him and Kanna and likely having planned to look out for him too, if Gin wouldn't have said he gives him weird vibes and stuck to Sara. And offers him snacks to leave him work in Nao's room gfkfg

Okay I swear last part but I forgot to mention that I also like that Gin says he hates loner but doesn't want him to die/says he feels sorry for him for smelling gloomy and he is actually one of the members who while saying he hates him in 2-2 Main Game, he also does get worried for the "outsider" types, saying he is worried they might not get enough clear chips? That said wow bullied by a primary schooler rip Shin

Hello there! I really enjoy your meta too! 💜

I absolutely love this ask. You wrote so much, so I wish I could think of interesting things to say, but all I want to say is “I love Shin’s relationships with Gin and Reko too!! I love them so much!!”

I suppose, in a way, Gin and Reko act as a barometer for how a “normal, decent person” would react to Shin. They are suspicious of him and sympathetic towards him at all the right moments in the narrative. They are neither as cynical as Keiji nor as optimistic as Kanna. But they are hilarious and I love that for them!

Like, you just mentioned all these genuinely sweet moments for them. But if I can pull up some contentious memories:

REKO: I'm gonna take that bastard out, I swear...!!

GIN: I bet he's just hiding under the bed in his room or something, woof!!

REKO: Perfect spot for a treacherous ass like him! Let's check it out!

This comes from the beginning of Chapter 2 when the whole team is on a witch hunt for Shin, and I just! I love how eager and aggressive they are in their pursuit of justice, oh my god haha. I love how well they both team up against him. It’s such fantastic dark humor.

Then I love how you can tell from Nankidai’s writing that Reko aggressively shakes Shin when they finally find him!

KANNA: What in the world happened?

SOU: Eh...? / T... That's what I wanna know... / Where is this place... When did I get here...?

REKO: Cram it, you bastard...! Like hell anybody's gonna worry about you now! / What're you plotting?! Tell me!

SOU: W... Waugh?! Hold on...!

KEIJI: Now, now. Violence isn't the answer, Reko.

REKO: Tch...!!

SOU: W... What is it...? You're so mean suddenly...

Featuring a bonus obnoxious “Now now” from Keiji, LMAO get a load of this filthy hypocrite.

I just love to imagine Reko grabbing Shin by the scarf and shaking him! Nankidai blesses us with the wackiest scenarios.

Also remember when Gin wanted to scribble on Shin’s doll??

GIN: Let’s scribble on the loner’s doll, meow!

SARA: Gin…

CHOICE: Don’t get us caught

SARA: Safalin will find out. Don’t touch them.

GIN: Meow! You’ll live to see another day, loner!

And they always call him “Beanie Man” and “Loner” instead of his name… They crack me up so much!! I could go on and on about them!

Anyway, the only reason I bring up these contentious moments is to highlight how sweet it is that they don’t actually hate Shin at all. As you pointed out, they end up sympathizing a lot with him! If Shin was just being his regular vulnerable self, they would probably be protective of him. (And just a little bit teasing!) I think that speaks very well for both Reko and Gin. It shows what genuine good souls they are.

I also love that you pointed to examples of Shin being protective of Gin! It’s lovely to imagine that if Shin hadn’t taken on the Sou persona, we could have seen more “big brother Shin” moments like that! Personally, I’m very fond of imagining Shin as a good big brother figure towards all three children in the Simulations. I want to think, in his true heart, Shin is someone who couldn’t stand to see the children die before him.

That makes it all the more tragic if they end up becoming collateral damage for Shin’s revenge. :(

I also love to imagine that they could become friends if Shin lived, and if things worked out just a little bit better. I don’t believe Shin actively hates them. Reko voted for him, and he would just hate Sara more for “tricking” Gin into helping to murder Kanna. I don’t know if Shin…wants to live anymore…in the route where Kanna dies… But if they managed to escape, I think Reko and Gin would both worry a lot about him! And they would want to help him. I’m certain!

Thanks for sharing your thoughts with me. I’m a huge, huge fan of the loner’s relationships with the rock star and the furry kid. Seeing fan art or fanfiction of them being actual friends gets straight to my heart.

#yttd #your turn to die #your turn to die spoilers #kimi ga shine #reko yabusame #gin ibushi #sou hiyori #shin tsukimi #sou and reko #sou and gin #reko and gin #asks #mine #meta #headcanons

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sillyguyhotline · 3 years

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(comes out of a cave like a gremlin) 27- keiji to sara

Keiji had never seen Sara’s eyes so blank before. He’d seen the bright sparks of kindling anger, or the roiling oceans of indescribable grief. She was just a child, thrust into horrible circumstances, and as hard as she’d tried to assert herself as a capable leader, there was always a spectrum of emotions flashing behind her eyes.

Now, though… there was nothing. Just a cold, listless emptiness in her eyes. She’d been sitting perched on the side of her bed for hours, right after Gin had found her collapsed on the floor of the monitor room.

The crimson caricature of her best friend on the monitor, face alit with a malicious scowl, was all the context Keiji needed to put the pieces together.

Reko, with a surprising degree of strength, had carried Sara back to her room. Keiji had tried to pick her up, but it only took one broken look from the singer for him to surrender.

“There’s no doubt that beanie bastard set up the AI to do… to do that to her.” Reko’s words had come out venomously, as though she was spitting them like bullets. “It’s because of Kanna’s death, I’m sure of it. And who the fuck voted for her? You did. She wouldn’t have had to put herself in that position if you weren’t such a fucking coward. Hell, if you’d been a good mentor and actually taken the Sacrifice from Sara instead of leaving Kanna to do it, Kanna wouldn’t have made it to the final round. So I’ll thank you to keep your filthy goddamn hands off of her before you do any more damage.”

Thus, it was with a very stoic silence that Keiji stepped back and let Reko carefully take the girl into her arms. As she marched out of the room, he heard the faint wisps of a choked sob trail behind her.

She was right, of course. There was no doubt at all that she was right. If Keiji Shinogi was anything, it was a coward, and he knew that better than anyone. It was his fault that a little girl was strung up by vines like a pretty porcelain doll on display. It was his fault that the softness so briefly coaxed out of Sou’s hardened heart had retreated and reinforced its defenses tenfold. It was his fault that Sara, so exhausted and overburdened, was collapsed in a heap in front of a scornful loved one.

His fault, his fault, his fault. Forever and always would there be blood on his hands, and whenever one layer darkened with age another came fresh to take its place.

So he was sitting on the chair in the corner of her room, a familiar place where he’d lounged to discuss plans with her. Always pushing an agenda, always shaping her into the angel of victory he needed to escape.

At this point, what did it matter if a little more blood was spilled? He’d already sinned, hadn’t he? His hands were already made unclean, and whether it was 1 or 10 layers of blood they’d look the same at first glance. And a first glance was all anyone would ever be able to see, just enough to be trustworthy.

See, he could open up to people. See, he could be softened. See, he was capable of growth. Just invest a little more trust in him and you’ll surely be rewarded.

“Is… is big sis Sara gonna wake up sometime soon, woof?” Gin ventured. The little boy was trembling within the overbearing confines of his hood, and once again it was Reko stroking comforting fingers down his back. Reko, who’d lost her brother and the closest woman to her in the span of a day, and was still standing taller and stronger than Keiji could ever have the courage to. Who was still lending her compassion to the weak even as Keiji brooded in the corner.

“I… I dunno.” The brim of Q-taro’s hat was lowered over his eyes, rendering his expression implacable. “She’ll be okay eventually, though. Just passed out from shock, I think, nothin’ too serious.”

“W-why was she so shocked, meow?” The little boy contorted further into himself, arms wrapped around his plush.

“She was manipulated, Gin.” Reko’s voice was heavy. “Shin… Sou… hell, whatever you call him… he changed the AI of Joe to say terrible things to her. The things he’s too much of a goddamn coward to say himself. And… well, you know how shaken up she already was over Joe. She didn’t take it well?”

“He used big bro Joe against her, meow?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s awful, woof!” The boy straightened up and brandished his paws like weapons. “The next time I see him, I’m gonna beat him up, meow!”

Reko shook her head wearily. “Gin, he’s… he’s just grieving. What he did was awful, but… can you blame him, really?”

Gin fell silent.

“Sou… he’s a victim of the floormasters, just like the rest of us.” She fiddled with her gloves, staring pointedly at her shifting hands. “There’s no use blaming him. All we can do is trek forward now, huh?”

Gin nodded ashamedly, and Keiji cast his gaze back down to his folded hands just in time for Reko to direct a scowl his way. There was no use blaming Shin, but there certainly was use in blaming Keiji. And who wouldn’t, really?

A vague mumble came from the bed, and Sara’s posture straightened up a little bit. There was a light flickering behind the glossy sheen of weariness, and Reko was the first to stand up and rush to her side.

“Sara! Are you doin’ okay?”

“I… I think so,” she muttered, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. “W-what happened to me? After the Main Game, I…”

And it all came together, so quickly and abundantly clear.

“Do you not remember anything?” Keiji stood up and crossed over to her, heart pounding against his chest. “Nothing at all?”

“No, I… I just remember… voting for Kanna, and the vines, and…” she shivered. “Then nothing after that. I feel like I’ve forgotten something, but I have no clue what it is, I-”

Sara fell silent for a second, eyes still gazing vaguely into the corner of the room, then her gaze rose up to meet Keiji’s. There was a heavy determination in her eyes, one unperturbed by even the deepest scars of trauma. One that he could never even hope to parallel.

“Keiji, tell me what I’ve forgotten.”

There was so much knowledge in her eyes, scrutinizing him and deconstructing him down to his most intricate insecurities. She knew he’d done this to her, she knew deep down what a terrible person he was. She was analyzing him, wasn’t she? Why wouldn’t she be?

Or was he just seeing too much of himself in her eyes? Was the mere sight of a cold gaze enough to remind him of himself in the most sickening way?

Who had Sara Chidouin become?

Was the weight of it all finally too heavy?

“You haven’t forgotten anything.”

The words felt like poison on his lips, even as Sara nodded slowly and uneasily accepted them. Even as she closed her eyes and let herself rest, the sorrows of the world around her too miserable to bear.

What had he done to her?

#this isnt very good and it's more of a character study than anything else but #here you go #my fic #yttd #yttd fic #sara chidouin #keiji shinogi #reko yabusame #depressobean rambles

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fishfingersandjellybabies · 4 years

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Hello From The Other Side - fic

Characters: Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Alfred Pennyworth Summary: Dick returns from his life as Ric, and finds he has quite a few missed calls. From Damian, of all people. A/N: Based on ‘Hello’ by Adele. Vaguely surrounds current comics situations with Damian and/or Dick. Sorry this sucks hard knobs.

Dick found himself smiling as he walked in the manor’s front door.

He missed this place.

Or, well, rather, he would have. If he remembered it.

But when he did remember it, oh boy, did he miss it.

“Hello?” He called, listening to his voice echo. He hoped someone was home, anyone. He…he hadn’t seen his family in years now, and his throat still tightened at the thought.

No one responded, and Dick found himself fighting back the feeling of disappointment. Of course no one was home, it was the middle of the afternoon. If they weren’t at their various jobs, they were probably sleeping off recent patrols, or maybe down in the cave. Or, you know, at their own homes.

Only Bruce and Damian lived at the manor anymore, he was pretty sure. Maybe.

…He actually didn’t know.

Suddenly, there was the sound of someone clearing their throat from a room nearby, and Dick gravitated towards the noise.

He walked into the kitchen, and found Alfred, moving about the center island, opening and closing drawers and cabinets.

“Alfie?” Dick asked hopefully, smile widening on his face. “Long time no see.”

“Master Richard.” Alfred returned with a quick glance. “My boy, it is so good to see you. The real you.”

“Yeah, I feel a lot better.” Dick laughed, rubbing at the side of his head, where that scar was hidden by his too-long hair. “…Thanks for coming to see me when I was...that other guy.” A pause. “I…do remember that still.”

“My pleasure, sir.” Alfred promised, continuing to shuffle through the drawers. “As if I’d ever give up on one of you children. Amnesia didn’t stop me the last time. Of course it wouldn’t this time.”

“And how awful that we live such lives where there was a last time?” Dick lamented. He watched Alfred for a minute more as he moved from the island to the pantry. “…What are you looking for?”

“Something I need to give you.” Alfred grunted, pushing a bag of sugar out of the way on a shelf. “I meant to search for it prior to your arrival, but…” Alfred frowned. “Things came up.”

Dick didn’t like how he said that last sentence. He…he hadn’t seen anyone since he remembered, only talked to Bruce on the phone, said he was coming back. But Alfred said that as if…

He shook his head. He could deal with that later.

“Can I help you search?” Dick asked instead.

“No need, dear boy. It’s in this kitchen somewhere.” Alfred continued, standing on his tiptoes and reaching along the highest shelf. “I know it’s in here. It’s the only place none of your snooping siblings come regularly, so I knew they’d never think to search here, should they ever want it for some reason.”

“It?” Dick pushed. “What’s it-”

“Aha!” Alfred exclaimed. His hand wrapped around something the size of a thin deck of cards and he yanked it down excitedly. “Here it is.”

Alfred ran his hand along it, pushing off any dust. He turned towards Dick and Dick was almost taken aback by how much older the beloved man looked.

“For you, sir.” Alfred held it out like it was precious.

“It’s…” Dick frowned, confused, but took the device anyway. “Alfie, it’s just my old cell phone.” An airy laugh. “You didn’t have to keep this. I’m…kind of surprised Bruce asked you to, actually. Figured he would have cancelled the service, especially after how Ric acted when he left town.”

“Oh, Master Bruce didn’t ask me to keep it. I did on my own.” Alfred explained, watching as Dick pressed the button on the side to turn the phone on. “It was a…hopeful just-in-case.”

“Oh yeah? And what does that mean?” Dick smirked. His phone’s home screen popped to life, a picture of Cass and Kori painting Jason and Roy’s toenails, but was instantly taken over by a wave of seemingly never-ending notifications.

“…It means we missed you, Dick.” Alfred smiled as he put a hand on Dick’s shoulder. “More than we could ever say.”

Dick found himself frowning as the notifications didn’t slow. By the icons, he could tell a lot of them were texts and voicemails, and in theory, that shouldn’t have been too much of a surprise. The surprise came from the fact that these calls were recent, not all of them from years ago, and that most of them, it appeared, were coming from Damian.

Damian who…knew exactly where he was.

“Alfred, what…?”

“I hid your phone when I noticed him calling, after Ric returned to Bludhaven.” Alfred whispered sadly. “Just…just in case you ever returned to us. So you could hear what he said.”

Dick felt his heart sink a little bit.

“And to be clear, I did not eavesdrop.” Alfred swore. “I do not know what any of the messages entail. But I’m sure they’re very…emotionally charged.”

Dick snorted a bitter laugh. “I’m sure that’s an understatement.”

“Indeed.” Alfred returned the laughter. “Now, if you don’t mind, I need to begin your welcome home meal.”

“Of course. I’ll get out of your way.” Dick smiled. “But just one more thing.”

Before Alfred could ask, Dick leaned forward, wrapping the old man in a tight embrace.

“Missed you, Alfie.” Dick murmured.

“Thank you for returning to me.” Alfred breathed back, returning the hug with an intense squeeze.

After their quiet, and far too quick, reunion, Dick bid him adieu, and headed upstairs. He went to his own bedroom, knowing that Alfred had already cleaned and dusted everything, and opened the door to the sweet smell of a burning candle on the nightstand.

He smiled at the scent and then flopped down onto his back on the mattress. He missed this bed. This room. This house.

This life.

He reopened his phone, and looked at the bright red notifications. Thousands of texts, hundreds of voicemails. Emails, he just…wasn’t even going to look at that number.

He hit the voicemails button first, Alfred’s words fresh in his mind. And sure enough, the list was just a constant repetition of Damian’s name, with a few others here and there, including his other siblings and hero friends.

None of the voicemails were very long. A minute, tops, in most cases. Fifteen to twenty seconds for the majority. So he went to the bottom, the very first voicemail on the list that belonged to Damian.

“…This is stupid.” The message started. Damian was speaking softly. “I’m…I’m sitting right next to you. In the hospital. You’re stable, but unconscious. The doctor keeps saying she doesn’t know if you’ll wake up.”

A ruffling, like he was shifting in a chair. “Well, you better, okay? You better wake up. Or else.”

Another pause. In the background, Dick could hear the beeping of a heart monitor.

“…Todd suggested this. Leaving voicemails for when you do wake up. Something to laugh about when you’re all better. Or as a memento, so you don’t feel like you missed anything. Or something. I don’t know.” An annoyed huff, and the repetition of: “This is so stupid.”

Then click.

Dick blinked, and went to the next message, and the next. The first ten or so from Damian were all similar messages, all recorded when he apparently was sitting at Dick’s hospital bed. The only difference between them were that Damian sounded sadder and sadder each time. Less hopeful.

There was at least one a day, sometimes more but normally not. Then suddenly for almost a week, there was nothing, not from Damian at least. Then his name reappeared, and the message was not its typical fifteen seconds. It was a minute and a half.

“…You woke up.” Damian choked out, and instantly Dick knew he was crying. “You woke up and you don’t remember any of us.” His breath was heavy, and he heard the desperate, quiet meows of Alfred behind him, trying to get his attention. “And you don’t want to remember any of us.”

Ten seconds of nothing but watery breathing. A gentle woof from Titus.

“Did someone tell you what I did, is that why? Did they tell you who I used to be?” Damian whispered. “Is that why you don’t want to know me anymore? You forgave my sins before, when we were partners. You remembered how heinous they actually were, didn’t you? And how stupid you were for forgiving me in the first place.”

Another long pause. Damian sniffed, and blew his nose.

“I…I should have been there, then this wouldn’t have happened.” Damian continued, almost like he forgot he was on the phone. “I would have seen the gunman. I would have pushed you out of the way. Father could have…done something.”

A heavy sigh.

“I would have killed him for looking at you. For daring to try and hurt…” A loud gulp that sounded painful. “I don’t know why I’m doing this anymore. You’re not coming back. This is a waste of time.”

The line dropped.

Dick winced as he went back to the list. If that was how this started…he had a feeling it didn’t get any better.

Which made the next one a surprise. Back to a short length. But despite it being under Damian’s name, the first voice he heard was Jason’s.

“Dickie!” Jason slurred, and immediately Dick knew he was drunk. In the background he heard laughter that sounded like Tim, and Damian shouting Jason’s name in annoyance. “We miss you, dude. Big time. Also, why’d you never share your kid with us? He’s cute. And I’m…a little insulted.”

“Todd.” Damian’s voice was closer now, and there was shuffling. “Give me back the damn phone!”

“Okay, I’m a lot insulted. Also, who taught him to swear so much? I swear, Bruce blushed at the way your lil’ baby boy cursed out the Penguin the other night.”

“Todd!” Damian called again. Suddenly Jason grunted, and Damian’s voice was right there, almost as if he was on Jason’s back. “Give me-”

There was the sound of a scuffle, and halfhearted “Hey!” from Jason, and suddenly all sound disappeared.

“…Sorry, Grayson.” Damian muttered, sounding genuine. “Todd was…upset. About…well, you, I guess, and got himself drunk over it.”

A pause, followed by a quick scoff. “What am I-”

The line cut off.

That one made Dick smile a little bit. But also sigh. The amnesia…did a whole lot more damage than to just his mind, it appeared.

He clicked the next.

“…I keep drawing you.” Damian whispered. “Cassandra brought it to my attention. I didn’t…didn’t realize.”

Dick could hear the scratch of a pencil in the background.

“She asked why, and I told her I didn’t know. Perhaps I just missed you. That seemed to satisfy her.” Damian hummed. He didn’t sound upset, like he had previously, but he also didn’t sound happy. He didn’t sound anything. “That’s not the real reason, though.” Stop. “I mean, it is. I do miss you.” A bitter laugh. “I miss you terribly and I hate myself for it because I probably shouldn’t.” Dick frowned at that. “But it’s not why.”

A quick scribble, then the turning of a page.

“It’s because I think…I think I’ll forget.” Damian breathed. “I’ll forget what you look like.” A small grunt. “Or, at least, what you looked like. When you were you.”

A few seconds of silence.

“You go by Ric, now. That’s disgusting.” Damian noted. “Barbara says you’re a cab driver now. Interesting choice. Very not you, that’s for sure.”

The clatter of pencils. A quiet meow from Alfred nearby.

“…But if it makes you happy, I guess.” Damian sighed. Dick absently wondered where Damian’s sketchbooks were, if anyone had seen them. If they still existed. “…I hope you’re happy, Grayson. Whatever you’re doing.”

The line clicked.

As he scrolled through the list, he wondered if Damian would show him the drawings he mentioned if he asked.

The next one he picked was from a few months later, and time stamped as two in the morning.

The first noise was the wind, a sound Dick knew well. Nothing like the howl of the breeze from on top of a skyscraper. The next was the flapping of a cape.

Damian’s voice was tinny, and clearly through his mask communicator, not a phone.

“…Father and I are fighting.” Damian said bluntly. “My team…my team doesn’t trust me. Not that they should, I suppose. Trust is for the weak. So, in theory, it makes them each stronger heroes.”

A bird fluttered by.

“I mean, I’m lying to them as well, so. They shouldn’t.” Damian reiterated. “I…”

He stopped again, and for a moment, the shuddering breath that echoed made Dick wonder if he was injured. If maybe he thought he was dying. It sounded like a confession.

“You’d be so disappointed in me, Grayson.” Damian sighed. “I…what I’m doing isn’t good. It’s…violent. And I’m hiding it. From the Titans, from Father. Not like Father cares where I am or what I’m doing anymore. I haven’t seen him in weeks.”

A few seconds of just Damian breathing.

“…I looked in the mirror the other day. For the first time in a while. It’s not like I was avoiding mirrors, I just…wasn’t thinking about them. But I did the other day and I…I don’t think I recognized myself.” Another flutter of wings and a light coo. Dick imagined the bird had landed on Damian’s hand. “I…didn’t really know who I was looking at. It took me a minute to realize I was looking at myself.”

The rustle of one of his belt pouches. The happy cooing of the bird again.

“…Something’s wrong with me.” Damian whispered, and he almost sounded terrified. “I…I’m trying my best. I’m trying to save people. I’m trying to be what people think I should be, what Father wants me to be, but…I feel like I’m drowning. Like I’m cracking. Like I’m about to shatter into a million pieces.”

Dick felt a lump in his throats at the words. This wasn’t good. Because normally, Damian only admitted something was wrong when it was too late to fix it. So how long did he feel this way? How long was he and Bruce really so estranged?

What was Damian doing that he was keeping so hidden?

“Drake says I’m still grieving you, and that I’m in the midst of some sort of…downward spiral. Then he said it was funny, because you were similar when I died.”

Dick could agree with that.

“But…you had your friends. You still had the family. I…” An angry huff. “You were the only person to ever care about me Grayson, and I have no one.”

The wind blew in the background again, and it sounded like it was wailing.

“I have no one.” Damian repeated softly. Then he snorted. “Maybe, somehow, this is your fault. Maybe without you, I really am a hopeless case. You were my conscious, so without you I am just the evil assassin who needs to be stopped, thrown in prison or eradicated.”

Another pause, and Dick heard the bird fly off.

“…I’m lost, Grayson. And I…I guess I’m scared.” Damian whispered. “Of Father’s true feelings for me, of the future…of myself.”

Another sigh, and suddenly Damian’s voice was full of tears.

“I’m just trying so hard, Grayson. I’m trying my best. But it’s still not good enough. I still can’t get Father to look at me. I still can’t save anyone. I…I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

A moment, to let himself cry, and Dick’s heart broke with every beat listening to it.

“I hope you’re doing well without me. Without the family.” Damian breathed, trying to regain his composure. “Because I am not doing as well without you.”

Dick heard the phantom sound of a beep, the alert for another line calling.

“I miss you.” Damian whispered. “I miss you so much, Grayson. I hope you’re doing okay.”

The line clicked.

Dick glanced back at the metadata for the call. That was less than a year ago. Eight, ten months perhaps?

He hadn’t seen Damian since he returned. Hell, no one had even mentioned him. But no one said anything had happened either…

Dick swallowed that lump in his throat, went looking for more messages.

One was only six seconds.

“Jon went away for three weeks. He’s now seventeen years old, and going to live in the thirty-first century.” Damian explained. “Why do the people I care about keep changing? Keep leaving?”

Another even shorter one a few days later.

“Titus pooped in Drake’s room. I’m not cleaning it up. It’s what he deserves.”

There were a string of them, almost every other day for about three weeks. Each short, and none of them pertaining to Damian’s long, distressing message.

“It rained today, and I wore your sweatshirt outside. Sorry.”

“Father called me back to town to help with a case. He didn’t say four words to me the whole time I was here.”

“It’s…hard today, Grayson.”

“My animals miss you.”

“Todd misses you.”

“Gordon misses you today.”

“I think I saw Pennyworth crying over you in the kitchen this morning.”

“I had a dream about you. You were dead. Your ghost followed me around. I think I preferred it to our current situation.”

“I had a nightmare about you. You were a Talon sent to kill me. I should have let you.”

“…I miss you, Grayson. I don’t know what else to say.”

Dick’s heart was twisting. No one noticed Damian was making these calls beside Alfred? No one talked to him? He was just…left to deal with this alone?

After that three week period, there weren’t any for a month or two. Dick even checked for text messages, and there was none from Damian. He was surprised by that too, surprised Damian never texted him during his time away. Always put in the extra effort, extra time, to call. To let the phone ring, listen to his answering machine, and say what was one his mind.

He went back to the list of voicemails, and went in search of Damian’s next one. And he found it – right next to one from Tim a few minutes before it.

So he listened to Tim’s first.

“…It’s a mess here without you, Dick.” Tim said with a sigh. “Something’s going on with Damian and Bruce, and no one seems to know what it is. Hell, I don’t think they even know, honestly. But it’s tense and awful being here. Can’t help but think this – whatever this is – wouldn’t have happened if you were still here.”

The computer dinged in the background, and Dick heard the chair shift as Tim leaned forward.

“Damian’s about to snap. No one can reach him.” Tim sounded concerned, and Dick was almost surprised by that. “He won’t let anyone reach him. He’s reminding me of how he was when he first came here, and that’s scary. But I’m not you. No one is you, and we can’t figure it out. We ask and he ignores the question. We offer support and he disappears.”

Another sigh.

“Bruce doesn’t even ask.”

Dick found himself wincing at that.

“…We miss you, Dick.” Tim mumbled. “But at least you’re safe down in Bludhaven, and away from all this shit.”

Tim ended the call.

Immediately, Dick went to Damian’s call, that he made only moments later.

“…I have to leave. I can’t do this anymore.” Damian whispered. “I can’t stay here. I can’t stay in this life. I can’t stay in this mantle.”

There was no sound behind him. Nothing. He obviously wasn’t in the cave, that’s where Tim clearly was. But was he in the house? Was he outside? Was he already gone?

“I…I’m sorry I let you down, Grayson. I’m sorry I’ve destroyed the name you, for some reason I still don’t understand, thought I deserved. But I won’t take Robin with me. I’ll leave it here. I won’t tarnish it anymore.” More silence. Dick couldn’t even hear Damian breathing. “…Do you think Father will even notice I’m gone? Do you think he’ll care?”

Dick waited in the quiet.

“Because I don’t.” Damian admitted. “But…maybe that’s alright. It’ll make it easier for me to do what I need to. No distractions.”

Suddenly, there was a small hitch in his breath, and Dick heard the tears instantly.

“I’ll miss him, despite it all. He is still my father. He still let me meet you.” Damian breathed. “But I need to do this. I need to. And I don’t know if I’ll come back. Maybe if you do.”

A bitter laugh.

“But we all know that isn’t happening.” Damian let out a long exhale. “I’m sorry, Grayson. I’m sorry I couldn’t…be what you thought I could be. And I’m sorry…I didn’t appreciate you while you were here. I never thought losing you would be my undoing. Would put me on a path that would lead to something like this. I thought…I thought I’d be with you and the family forever. Now I’m escaping into the night with nothing but a backpack. I’m not even taking this phone. Don’t want to be tracked and all that.”

As Damian spoke, Dick glanced at the call’s info again. This wasn’t that long ago. Three months.

“Thank you for everything. I’m sorry I messed it all up. I still miss you. I…still love you.” Damian sniffed. “I hope you and I cross paths again one day, even if you’re still Ric.”

Then…nothing. The call ended. Dick scrolled the list to find another one, but there was no more. No more calls from Damian’s phone. Not even anymore from the family. A few friends, a few doctor’s appointment reminders.

Dick sighed, dropping the phone onto his chest and closing his eyes. He knew he missed a lot. He knew he missed lifetimes.

But this…

The front door squeaked open. “We’re here!”

Despite it all, Dick found himself smiling. It was Tim.

He slid off his bed, leaving the phone behind, and jogged into and down the hall. But he found himself freezing at the landing.

Because it wasn’t just Tim. Damian was with him.

He was taller now, and full-on teenager lanky. His cheekbones were more pronounced, arms too long for the sweatshirt he wore. Already, Dick could see a few new scars he didn’t remember, even from this distance.

Dick frowned. The voicemail just said…?

Regardless, none of his confusion stopped him from all but flying down the stairs. Damian and Tim were chatting as they took off their shoes, so they didn’t see him coming, not until he engulfed Tim in his arms, and practically tackled him to the ground.

“Hey little brothers.” His voice was muffled against Tim’s shoulder.

Tim laughed, throwing his arms around Dick. “God, am I glad to see you.”

“Glad to be back.” He released Tim, but stared down at him. He looked tired. More tired than he normally did.

But he didn’t dwell on it, immediately turning to Damian and wrapping him up in his arms, lifting him and giving him a quick spin.

“Augh, Grayson!” Damian admonished, but laughed in the process, clinging to Dick’s neck. Even when Dick put him down, he didn’t release him, keeping his face hidden in Damian’s hair.

“Kiddo.” Dick whispered. “What’s new?”

Because should he outright say that he knew? Should he confront Damian – and Tim, really – right here and now? Or play dumb? Alfred said no one knew he kept the phone, after all.

“Everything.” Damian chuckled. “It has been a while, after all.” But Damian pulled back, and Dick’s heart swelled at the obvious reluctance to the movement. He felt no different, of course. “But a conversation for later. Not in the doorway. Has Pennyworth finished preparations?”

Like a snake, Damian slid away, practically running to the kitchen. A tactic to avoid conversation, Dick knew it well. He sighed, and glanced at Tim.

Tim was already watching him curiously. “…Do you know?”

“I know a little.” Dick admitted. “I…Alfred saved my phone. I got your voicemails. And his. I know he…left? He’s not Robin anymore?”

Tim shook his head. “He’s only here because I spent a week tracking him down. Bruce…didn’t even try to contact him to tell him you’re back. But I knew despite it all, he’d want to be here.”

“Does Bruce know he’ll be here tonight? For this?”

“No.” Tim mumbled. “And even when he sees him, Jay, Cass and I have already made a plan to keep the two as far away from each other as possible. Tonight’s about you, not what’s going on with them.”

“Think they’ll tell me what’s going on? Later, after dinner?”

Tim shrugged. “You know how Bruce is. Damian…he already told me he doesn’t want to stay long, probably to avoid talking to Bruce. But he missed you like crazy, so I don’t see him trying to sneak away until you guys get to talk one on one. So…he might.”

Dick pursed his lips. “…A lot has changed, hasn’t it?”

Tim gave him a sour grin. “More than you’d ever believe.”

“…Well, I’ll tell you one thing that hasn’t.” Dick offered. He wrapped his arm around Tim’s shoulders, reeled him into his side. “Still love you like crazy, squirt.”

Tim smiled genuinely now, hooking his own arm around Dick’s waist and pushing him towards the kitchen. “You better, old man.”

Dick laughed, kissed Tim’s head. “Missed you.”

“Missed you more.” Tim countered as they reached the doorway. They stopped there, leaning against each other. “…But probably still not as much as he did.”

Damian was awkwardly standing in front of Alfred as the old man looked him over, critiqued his lack of hair cut and skinniness. Alfred said something scolding and Damian laughed.

Dick inhaled and, without releasing Tim, walked over to him, once again tugging him into an embrace. An unspoken group hug.

Damian was still laughing. “Grayson, what on earth!”

“Just give me a minute, Damian.” Dick whispered, leaning his head between Tim and Damian’s. “Give me a minute.”

A minute before everyone’s here. A minute before Bruce brings tension. A minute before I learn what really happened. A minute before you try to disappear back into the night again.

He didn’t say any of that, but Damian seemed to know. He always seemed to know.

“Okay.” He whispered, as Tim silently wrapped his free arm around Damian’s back too. Damian glanced at him, but Tim just kept his gaze lowered. It was not the night for him to share his emotions on the subject.

So Damian shifted to hold them both, too.

“…Okay, Grayson.”

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oooh for the ask game 24, 30, and 44!

MAGPIE MY BELOVED HELLO

24. What are your favorite episodes?

The only episodes I've really watched are TMWWBK (which is my favorite episode and I'm certain would still be my favorite if I watched every single one because it has the only SPN character and the only SPN line), The French Mistake (which was funny enough but honestly in the Just Okay category for me, which makes me pretty sure I wouldn't enjoy actually watching SPN if this is one of the funniest/highest-rated eps), and Reading Is Fundamental (my best friend was watching it and asked me if I wanted to hop on Discord, I thought it might be fun to see Kevin's first introduction but instead this ep found the two of us taking like 90 minutes to get through it bc we kept pausing and screaming (derogatory) as the model minority stereotype jokes piled up and up and up... Unfortunately not a favorite even if we got Meg AND the "pull my finger" joke AND the "Sorry" shot). Other than TMWWBK, from clipping and transcript-reading, I like Wayward Sisters (who doesn't?), The Things We Left Behind (Claire!!!! Cas trying to be a dad! The diner scene aka my favorite destiel scene of all time bc being in love just looks so good on Cas! Also the parallels between Claire and Randy and teen Dean and the adults at that club in his story... woof.), Golden Time (Eileen gets to be HERE and be sad and loved and fight people with ghost powers and Cas gets to do a cool speech and a stabbing and do the Asian community a favor), and Lucifer Rising (just immensely sexy on all counts for Ruby, Sam, Cas, and myself). Also I am SO fond of Steve!Cas so I'll add Heaven Can't Wait even if I barely know anything about it.

30. What is an unpopular opinion or headcanon you have about the show?

Ooh okay hm I think. So I adore confession scene, but I don't think the "I cared about the whole world because of you" is like. The Objective Truth the way that most bloggers seem to take it. Cas was lobotomized tons of times before he met Dean, he was described as coming off the line with a crack in his chassis, he's always been the weird little angel who likes humanity too much! I don't think Dean came first, and although gay love was part of what helped Cas invent free will, he *Ruby voice* didn't need the feather to fly, Dumbo! I do think Cas believes what he says in the moment, but I also think he sorta... made himself believe it? This is probably just me deciding that cas-coding should go both ways, but like. I very much crush as a coping mechanism and I very much overascribe my actions to love because it simply seems more noble/poetic to do so. Being miserable because school is hard is cringefail but being miserable because of unrequited love is Good Shit. And I have been in unrequited love with my best friend for at least 7 years (probably 9 but I didn't realize it earlier) and if you asked I would 100% say that she taught me love and defined love for me and that she will be my first and last, but I also know that that is not entirely true; it's just the narrative that I like for myself. And I think that being in an Empty deal contingent on whether or not he LETS himself feel happy would lead Cas to do plenty of mental maneuvering, which I think involved intentional self-poor-little-meow-meow-ification via overascribing his choices and happiness to Dean (and I also think he'd already been doing that for a while just because of personal self-worth issues and because it's a nice narrative). I know as Cas's last Moment on the show it was probably written to be The Objective Truth, but I am perceiving him and I say no.

44. If you could write an episode of Supernatural, what would happen?

Oh scream okay! This is a fun one! I am going to start out with two ideas from other people:

1. Months ago Nate from the pocnatural discord had the idea of an episode from the "monster"'s perspective where the Winchesters are just clearly the antagonists while not doing anything different than they usually do. I think the idea was that all these supernatural beings live in a self-regulating community together and we have one Very Likable pov character who's a member of this community, but one of the newer members messes up one day and kills someone and the Winchesters come on a case and wreak havoc on this Very Much Functioning (there was going to be a whole rehab and reparations thing for the new member who messed up!) system and kill pov character and in the end you just HATE Sam and Dean for it.

2. It's hard to adapt anything from bad moon rising (aka my favorite spn fic) very well because the point of an Arab Winchesters season 1 rewrite is that it doesn't really work with the white characters we have now, but I think I could see a version of chapter 2 adapted as long as Haley (an Ojibwe hunter who lives in the area affected by what Sam and Dean are hunting) takes the lead. I'd especially like to see this section:

Dean laughs, a little disbelievingly. The question has never crossed his mind. “Do you like it?”

This gives Haley no pause at all. “Yeah,” she says. “I mean, it’s not really about killing monsters, though, for me. Or, it’s not always about killing monsters. It’s about community. Not violence. It’s a spiritual thing to build a home, you know?”

“Oh,” Dean says. He can’t think of anything else to say. It has never crossed his mind before that hunting could be compatible with a community.

I don't have any original episode ideas to add to the hunting discourse, so we're on to my ideas about character-driven eps. I think I would like to see a version of my sastiel possession fic (ty again for beta-ing that! you're a real one) as an ep around the time of 9.11 because Sam deserves to work through their trauma, but idk what the Dean plot should be for that. Another thing I would like very much is TFW drunk history storytime (so like. Tall Tales bass boosted), where for some reason they all need to go over what they were doing during Stanford era but each of them is telling someone else's story. It's gonna be either Sam->Dean->Cas->Sam or Dean->Sam->Cas->Dean. It starts out very funny (they all have terrible wigs and makeup in the flashbacks. Cas is Jimmy wearing a giant mask with googly eyes on it.) but as it goes on it gets increasingly sad how much these three don't really know each other.

In the Sam->Dean->Cas->Sam episode, Sam's telling of Dean's past veers wildly between "crushing pussy and killing things" and "feels like absolute shit all the time" and it's funny but Not Right and afterwards Dean goes "I didn't know you thought of me that way" and Sam says "... I am basically reading off the voicemails you left me back then" and Dean has to sit there and contend with the mythology he himself wrote for Sam to believe in. Dean->Cas provides the comedic beats for the episode as Dean awkwardly narrates Cas's Life As A Weird Little Guy who watches trees grow and heals babies and in the end Dean goes "so how did I do" and Cas is like "well actually I was either getting lobotomized or murdering people so like 3/10?" The moral of this plot line is that Dean is bi. Cas gives a fairly faithful retelling of Sam living her trans little life at Stanford and veering between trying to be Normal and being a total weirdgirl and feeling guilty and angry and happy and free. It becomes clear that Cas admires Sam a lot (but also feels like. guilt and some self-recrimination for not being that) for rebelling from their dad and exploring their queerness during a time Cas was still to his knowledge in total soldier mode, and Sam is having an a_good_soldier's Thesis 5 moment about how she failed the kid she used to be and how very sorry they are about all the things that happened to them, and Dean hates that this is the first he's hearing about so much of this but is also quite emo about the parts where Sam is struggling. The ep ends with them all in the same room not looking at each other and not knowing if they want to group hug or never talk again.

Dean->Sam->Cas episode is similar but the storytelling dissolves a lot faster as it becomes clearer way faster how much their own emotions are getting in the way. Dean is upset that Sam could leave their family so easily and probably swing a normal life, Sam keeps wondering what it would be like to live millennia just KNOWING that you were right and good and clean, and Cas is gay and veering between fitting Dean's life into a larger Righteous Man narrative and just being very tender (and sad and angry) about Dean's pain. Episode ends in a rather cathartic shouting match where they all end up apologizing to each other for many things.

Oh also I would like to see Cassie again but I don't have an episode in mind there. Also would love to see Kaia adjusting to life in Sioux Falls and befriending the others and dealing with Bad Place trauma.

tysm for the questions sorry for taking so long!

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Dogcopter Appearance Masterlist

thank you to resources SU Wiki Dogcopter and Dogcopter/Gallery, and Steven Says wiki transcript searcher

This is just a list of Dogcopter appearances in SU, not analysis. One or two may surprise you!

Dogcopter episode appearances

Lars and the Cool Kids

Lion 2

Some people say ‘You can't teach an old dog new tricks’... Unless you're Dogcopter 3, in 3D! This February, the fur hits the fan!

Steven: Whoah, I can see why this is your favorite film franchise. Connie: That's right! In a world where humanity is pushed to the brink, it turns out that the one who is most human, is a dog! Copter. Steven: and did you see where that missile came out of? Connie: Heh, yeah. I just hope it stays faithful to the book.

Amethyst: Oh, that's easy! Who needs to go see movies when you’ve got magic?

Steven: I'm sorry! I ruined everything, didn't I? I don't know why you hang out with me. I mess stuff up all the time. Connie: I don't know why you hang out with me! I'm so much more less interesting than you! And obviously you have some sort of magical destiny. Why would you even care about something like Dogcopter? Steven: Why?! Because it's Dogcopter! He's a dog, and a helicopter, and a cop! He shoots missiles out of his butt, and he's gonna save the world! Dogcopter is very cool and important to me. Connie: Well, I'm no Dogcopter.

Keep Beach City Weird

Dogcopter 3 SUX April 23, 2014

I saw Dogcopter 3 in 3D tonight and all I have to say is WOOF!

First of all, it’s a huge mistake to turn the last Dogcopter book into THREE movies. Yes, the last book is over 900 pages, but there’s not enough story! And the 3D was completely unnecessary. If I wanted to see butt missiles flying at my face, I’d feed a dog some bottle rockets and put on a pair of safety goggles.

Dogcopter is supposed to be an uncompromising look at the military-industrial-pet complex, not “fun”! Fun is the worst.

Also, if you live in the Delmarva area - do not see it at the Beach City Cineplex. The parking lot is a mess! Probably from a bunch of angry Dogcopter fans rioting. Ugh, I’m going to see this 3 more times to make sure I hate it.

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Lion 3

Dogcopter: I win. Steven: Oh, what? That was a good move! Dogcopter: Thanks. Steven: Dogcopter. How do you do it? Dogcopter: How do I do what? Steven: I mean, what's your secret? How'd you get so talented? Dogcopter: Don't focus so much on talent, Steven. Making art is all about communication. A piece of art is a conversation. Every choice you make, is a statement.

Continued under cut

Dogcopter: Don't worry about labels, or conforming to a standard. Just be true to yourself, and people will appreciate your honesty. Steven: Woah. Thanks for the advice. Dogcopter: And take a deep breath. Steven: What?

suworkbook wrote a brilliant piece of meta around this dream

Steven: Here again? I don't know what this place is but it feels... familiar. Why can't I breathe? Wait a minute... Lion! Lion, my face is not your bed! What's going on with you?

Chille Tid

Steven: Whoa. Dogcopter! Mr. Copter! Sir! I'm one of your biggest fans, can I please have your autograph? Dogcopter: (meows) Steven: Mr. Copter, please! Steven: Hey wait! Where are you going?! Steven: I hope the rumors about Dogcopter in the tabloids aren't true. Steven: Huh? Oh! Hey, Pearl! Steven: Wait! Don't eat me! Steven: Oh, man! Thanks for the upgrade, Pearl! Now I can catch up with Dog— Steven: Woah, Amethyst? Steven: Hmm... This is... getting really weird. Lapis: This is weird. Steven: Hey, that sounds a lot like— Lapis: Steven! Steven: Lapis Lazuli! Lapis: Steven, what are you doing in here?

Keep Beach City Weird

KEEP BEACH CITY SPOILER FREE January 04 2016

Hey weirdos! For the past few months, I’ve done something unprecedented - I’ve stayed off the internet.

It was hard but I had to do because I’ve been trying to stay SPOILER FREE for the movie event of the new millennium! This December was the revival of one of the most famous sci-fi franchises in the world. Yep, you know what I’m talking about: DOGCOPTER.

So for three months, I sequestered myself from all internet communications. I handed over my laptop and my phone to my little bro, Peedee, and ordered him to bury them in an undisclosed location in the deserts of New Mexico.

I think he just put them in the walk-in freezer at the fry shop.

I won’t lie, it was hard. But I calmed my nerves by reacquainting myself with the “Young Adult Conspiracy” section at my local library. And instead of getting in arguments with internet trolls, I got in real life arguments! With my dad!

And after months of avoiding and spoilers or teasers or trailers, I was in line for Dogcopter 4, and then some dummy walking out of the theater TOTALLY SPOILED EVERYTHING and was like, “I can’t believe that Dogcopter’s parents are actually cats.”

Ug! I hope you’ve seen the movie because that’s pretty much the big ending. Dogcopter dies defending the planet but then he comes back to life because he’s actually part cat and cats have 9 lives. Anyway, the movie was pretty much ruined. So now I’m back. Spoilers are the worst.

Tags: Keep Beach City Weird Dogcopter

Fun fact if you invert this poster and adjust the contrast a bit, some odd diagram in the back appears:

Steven’s Birthday

Amethyst: What are you doing? Steven: Well uh...What are YOU doing? Greg: What are YOU doing to your body? Amethyst: Woah, woah, woah, have you been stretching yourself out all day? Steven: No! I was just... slouching. Greg: Why are you doing this? It... really isn't like you. Steven: Because, Dad, I can't stay a kid forever, when Connie grows up and becomes president what is that gonna make me? First Boy!? Amethyst: Steven, you can't just keep stretching forever. If you hold it too long, you could really hurt yourself. Steven: Yeah well, I'm half human so maybe it works different for me, we'll just have to wait and see, right? Greg: Steven...

Connie: That one's... "Canis helicopterus". Steven: Uh-uh, "Helicopterus"? Connie: Yeah, Dogcopter, get it? Now you make one up! Steven: Okay, um, That one's, uh, snake constellation. Connie: That's... pretty good. Are you okay? It looks like you're gonna throw up. Steven: Oh yeah, everything's fine! Connie: Okay... that's good. You know, to be honest, I was a little worried before. This might sound silly, but I'm really glad that I'm going to get to grow up with you. Connie: ...Steven? Steven! What's going on? What happened? Connie: We were just talking then all of a sudden- Pearl: He turned back into a baby?! Connie: YES!

Keep Beach City Safe

DOGCOPTER 4: ALL DOGS GO TO WAR Jan 5 2016

Dogcopter 4 has finally been released! All Dogs Go to War!

I’ve been dying to see this movie for age, but I never had the time. I’ve been so busy with my blog and picking the perfect present for Steven. I’ve watched all the other Dogcopter Movies, but I haven’t had time to watch this one. But now I have a little free time to do something. After I watch it I won’t spoil it for the rest of you. I’m gonna be a Smart Spoiler and drop hints in my post for you guess. Only those who have watched it will notice the clues. Yep, watching it 9 times.

#Dogcopter 4 #Steven's Birthday Present #Dogcopter Movies #Smart Spoiler

Same Old World

Lapis: So, what does happen in Empire City? Steven: Well, let's see. If you lived here, you could get a cool apartment, and be a single Gem taking on the big city. You'll have a fun job at a local coffee shop and come home to a wacky roommate... Lapis: I have no idea what you're talking about. Steven: Awww.

Kiki’s Pizza Delivery Service

Steven: I'll take care of this! Kiki: Steven, be careful! Steven: Don't worry about me! Anything is possible when you have... rockets for bones! Kiki: Steven, that was so brave! Steven: Well, it's cheddar than nothing.

Steven: Oh, hey, Dogcopter. Dogcopter: (meows) Steven: See ya, dream Kiki! Kiki: Oh, okay. See you, dream Steven! Steven: Dream Steven!

Little Homeschool

Steven: Sadie's been touring with The Suspects, promoting their new album, and Connie has been getting a head start on college prep. She's two years away from applying, but she says it doesn't hurt to start early. Steven: And speaking of higher education, Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl and I have been cooking up a dream of our own! Cherry Quartz: I have no idea who you're talking about.

Snow Day

Amethyst: Guess what we've got lined up tonight. "Pupcopter's Sky-High Adventure"! Pearl: Sheet masks with cute animal faces! Garnet: And, most importantly, pizza. Steven: Uh, guys, I've been a vegetarian for, like, a month, and "Pupcopter" is for 6-year-olds, and I have my own skin care routine. Anyways, it's cool. I already ate. Amethyst: Oh well. We'll just watch the movie with Cat Steven. Garnet: My bad. I was sure we were in the pepperoni timeline.

In Dreams

Dogcopter: (flies away) Stefan: Noooo!

Together Forever

Lion: (roars) Connie: Huh? Steven: Hey, Connie! How you doin'? Connie: Steven? What are you doing here? Steven: You're gonna have a fifteen-minute break in...two minutes, right? Connie: Whoa! Spot on. Steven: Connie, let's go for a walk. I'm sure you could use some fresh air. Connie: I would love to! But um... Steven: No, no, no! Don't worry! We'll go with Lion, and I promise you'll be back in fifteen minutes! Connie: Okay! Let's do this!

Growing Pains

Drew: I know you're eager to chase the mail truck, Dogcopter. But the mail truck is a decoy. Good boys chase the blue car. Be a good boy, Dogcopter. Drew: Nice work, DC! Now get the bomb off the bridge! We're almost out of time! Drew: Dogcopter! No! Drew: Dogcopter, I can't lose you. Drew: Is this... what I think it is?

Announcer: Dogcopter 6: Till Death Do We Bark: I Now Pronounce You Man And Woof! Steven: Everyone's getting married but me! Ugh! I feel like poop.

#dogcopter #steven universe #steven universe meta #copter lore #rose is lion 2020 #kbcs lore #long post

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izzy-b-hands · 4 years

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Sledgefu: A quiet, cozy night in with the cats. Maybe Snafu is feeling a little insecure bc Gene’s spending a lot of time with new friends at school? He feels a little left out bc Gene is always talking about them, but Gene doesn’t realize it until he really slows down and really listens to/looks at Snaf while they’re snugged up on the couch. If you want to 💞💞💞

Ooh yes I love it!! Thank you for sending this in!!!

Also, ended up putting together a playlist of what I listened to as I wrote this, so if folks are wanting some extra atmosphere as they read, here it is: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2z3p8nXomzQRkWjvY3PK5a?si=uK7XQngWTtOg7UlG5dUm_A

Gold Still Glitters is below the cut!

He knew Eugene wouldn’t make dinner, he hadn’t for the past couple of weeks. Busy at the university library, studying away with a few classmates he’d gotten to know better as the semester had gone on. He’d even met a few of them now, Ted and Michael and a particularly intimidating man who, despite having the highest grades out of any of Eugene’s friends, insisted on going by his nickname of Flea. It was given to him in the Army, and was actually short for Flea-Brain, but Eugene had talked him into using just Flea. Good-hearted boy couldn’t bear to call a new friend something like that is what it was, and it made Snafu’s heart swell. That was his man, being so sweet!

But his heart hurt as he sat at the table alone, set for two on accident. It was simply his habit now, and he hadn’t even realized he’d done it until he sat down to the gumbo he’d made.

Delilah hopped up onto the extra seat, her little nose delicately touching the bowl meant for Eugene, and that broke him.

“This is stupid,” he scolded himself as the tears rolled. He wiped them away in between spoonfuls of his dinner. “Isn’t it, Delilah? I should be happy your papa is out there makin’ new friends. It’s a good thing.”

She meowed softly, and he gave up on the food. That felt equally silly, putting it all away right away after he’d worked most of the day to make it, but his appetite was gone.

Better was sitting in the bedroom with Delilah on his lap, the other cats scattered on the bed and Ack Ack with his soft nose batting at the hand Snafu let drop down to where the dog was sat on the floor. The radio played, and seemed desperate to drag him down even as he tried to clamber back up, as they rotated through love song after love song, mixed with more melancholy hits. If not for the cat sleeping on him, he’d have turned it off.

Despite the whirring wheels of his mind, he found himself drifting off when the front door suddenly slammed.

“Snaf? Sorry I’m so late!”

Eugene’s voice echoed down the halls, but Snafu couldn’t bear to answer it.

“Snafu? You here?”

Delilah woke and looked at him, as if asking why he wasn’t responding, but he didn’t make a sound.

“Merriell?”

He listened as Eugene’s footsteps came up the stairs, then to the bedroom.

“Thought I heard music,” Eugene said as he opened the door. “What happened?”

Snafu shook his head. He loved Eugene, but as wonderful as it was to see him, he wanted nothing more than to be alone until he got over his feelings, the stupid frustration that told him to call Eugene on it, on getting home so late and missing dinners, on only having time for homework and friends but little for his husband. But Eugene hadn’t done anything wrong, and it wouldn’t be fair to yell and shout and fuss at him for doing what every other student was doing, trying to learn and work and live and balance it all.

“You’re crying,” Eugene said softly, and strode over to the bed, carefully moving the cats in way of his sitting next to Snafu. “Something happened. Tell me; I’m here to listen.”

Delilah purred as he lifted her to his shoulder and buried his face in her fur, hoping to hide the next burst of tears.

“Okay. I don’t know what this is about, and I want you to tell me, at some point. But if you aren’t ready yet, that’s okay. Tomorrow’s Saturday though, and I’ve got nowhere to be. No extra classwork, no study sessions, no extra hours at work. Thought maybe that would mean we could stay up a little together. Do some reading, or just sit and relax, whatever you might want. If you want,” Eugene said, gentle as anything, and it made the tears fall even harder.

“I gotta borrow your dad, Delilah,” Eugene continued as Snafu set her down beside him, and she meowed at the loss of lap. “Y’all come on down and join us if you want, okay?”

A few meows and a tiny woof from Ack Ack answered him as he turned off the radio, then led Snafu downstairs, and Snafu knew they’d probably stay put. It was late now, nearly eleven at night, and the pets had their routine they didn’t like to deviate from, especially for bed time. It would also mean they wouldn’t get their bed back for the night as the cats would take it over, but there was always the guest bedroom.

“How was your day?” Eugene practically chirped, as cheerful as the birds he loved watching, though the bags under his eyes told a different story, or at least screamed a need for a decent night of sleep.

“Okay.”

“Just okay? You get a full day off of work and it’s just okay?”

Snafu shrugged. “Made gumbo. Spent most of the day in the kitchen, ‘cept for headin’ out to the market for a few things.”

Eugene stopped and stared at him as they reached the living room. “That’s all?”

“I don’t know,” Snafu snapped in spite of himself. “I cooked, and I tried to clean some while the supper was simmering, and the damn back door knob was loose again so I fixed that, and I kept the cats and dog in their food and cuddles for the day, and cleaned up the litter boxes and Ack Ack’s corner of the backyard, and-”

He sighed, exasperated. “I kept busy. I don’t know what you want me to say. I know I’m not nearly as busy as you get, but I tried to make my day off something useful.”

Eugene took a deep breath, and Snafu braced himself. Eugene didn’t deserve that yelling, but he hadn’t been able to hold back, and he’d deserve whatever Eugene tossed back at him.

Instead, Eugene took his hand and kissed it. “I meant, did you do anything for you? Read something you like, listen to a good record? Hell, just take a nap?”

“Oh,” Snafu said, and shrugged. “No. I didn’t do any of that.”

“Sounds like we got stuff to do tomorrow then, to catch you up on some relaxin’,” Eugene smiled. “Come on. Come lay on the couch and be lazy with me.”

“It’s gonna be midnight before we know it,” Snafu said. “Not that I don’t want to, but you need to sleep-”

“There some law against fallin’ asleep on the couch with my man?”

Snafu grinned. “No, there isn’t.”

“Well then, I say we’ve got a reservation over here,” Eugene tugged gently on his hand, pulling him till they both fell back on the couch together, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “I missed you today.”

The lump in his throat was back again, the tears threatening to fall again, his heart hurting again as they adjusted to lay more comfortably on the couch, and he tried to respond without his voice breaking. “Missed you too.”

“You gonna talk to me now?” Eugene murmured as they snuggled close. “C’mon. You know I’m not gonna let you sit all melancholy like y’are right now. Out with it.”

“…I shouldn’t be upset by it. Because it’s a good thing,” Snafu sighed.

“Okay, we’re getting somewhere!” Eugene’s voice rumbled in his chest, pressed as close as they were, his back to Eugene’s chest, Eugene’s arm draped over him. “But maybe this good thing isn’t good for you?”

“It’s good for someone I love, so it should be good for me too,” Snafu replied. “Because I love them, and I want good things for them.”

“Well that’s…good,” Eugene said, then chuckled. “But that doesn’t mean whatever this is couldn’t still upset you somehow. Can’t help how things make you feel, sometimes.”

“I know. But…”

“You can tell me what it is, you know that,” Eugene whispered.

“Alright. I…it’s been a little difficult. Without you home at night. Eatin’ dinners alone, goin’ to bed alone even some nights. And then when you do come home-”

Snafu cut himself off with a sigh and resisted the urge to turn and bury his face into Eugene’s chest, and not say anymore. “When you do, as much as I love hearing about your new friends, and I do, I really do, I swear it, sometimes it feels like that’s all we talk about, and then it’ll be so late it’s already time for bed and then the sun rises and we do it all over again and I miss you.”

He turned then, and focused on the beat of Eugene’s heart near his ear as he continued. “I’m proud of you in a way I can’t even put words to, because it just overwhelms me, you goin’ back to school and all. And I’m happy you’ve made friends, because you should! It’s good. But sometimes I miss that little bit of extra time we had, for just us. Even though I know that we’ll still find that time again, in one way or another, because things can’t stay the same forever, but gold still glitters even after you melt it down and make it into something new.”

Eugene was silent, and Snafu fought the urge to break away from him and run upstairs, to avoid the storm that his words were surely going to bring. Granted, Eugene had never been that way with him, but other lovers had in the past, and he never wanted to make Eugene that sort of upset, but if anything would…perhaps this would.

“God, Flea was right. I always tell him how mad I am that he’s the smartest asshole outta all of us in the classroom, and now I gotta tell him he was right again, and he’s smartest about things like this too.”

Snafu moved his face out of Eugene’s chest. “Things like this?”

“He told me tonight, that he could tell last time we were all hangin’ out together that you seemed like you felt left out, and that he couldn’t believe that the man I described to them could be the same as the quiet and sad-lookin’ man I’d brought with me that day. And I figured maybe you were just tired or had a rough day at work and I didn’t ask…and I should have asked. I’m sorry, Snaf.”

“You don’t have anything to be sorry for,” Snafu said as he carefully moved Eugene’s arm and sat up. “I’m bein’ a damn fool over this. I’m a grown man, actin’ like a child because I’m not gettin’ enough attention.”

“No,” Eugene protested softly, and sat up so he was right beside him, their thighs touching and Eugene’s hand reaching for his. “You’re my husband, and you love me, and so you’ve been missin’ me and I didn’t notice, and that’s not right. I been watchin’ you go about your night after I get home, but I wasn’t paying any attention, and I should have been.”

“I gotta do the same for you,” Snafu said.

“You have been! Who else would listen to me blabber on and complain about school, talk for hours about the dumb shit those boys at school tell me? You’ve been lookin’ right at me, keepin’ your eyes trained on me to keep me feeling happy and loved, and I looked back but I looked right through you,” Eugene replied. “No more of that. I promise.”

The tears slipped down his face yet again before he could stop them, and he could hear Eugene’s soft sound of confusion as he closed his eyes and chuckled.

“Happy tears, I promise. I’ve never had anyone I was with react like this. I was waitin’ for yellin’ and carryin’ on, so this is,” Snafu shook his head and laughed. “This is so reassuring and wonderful and I…I just love you so damn much.”

Eugene’s arms wrapped around him, and held him tight. “I love you too, and I’m gonna show you just how much more often. Starting tonight.”

“I think you did just now,” Snafu said. “But if you’ve got something else in mind, you know I don’t often say no to you.”

“We’re gonna have to kick the cats off the bed for it,” Eugene smiled and kissed him softly.

“You mean pick them up and carry them into the guest room, and drag Ack Ack’s bed in there since he likes sleepin’ with ‘em so much?” Snafu asked against Eugene’s lips before kissing him back, letting his hand move to wrap around Eugene’s neck, a thumb caressing his cheek.

“Exactly,” Eugene said as they parted lips, foreheads still touching. “You ready for bed?”

“I am. Now that you’re here with me,” Snafu sighed, and held Eugene’s hand tight as they stood and headed for the stairs. He couldn’t believe he’d ever gotten so lucky, that the universe had given him so sweet a man.

But he was so happy to have him, to be his forever, and to know now more than ever, that Eugene was his always as well.

#text post #ask box things #Sledgefu #this was so much fun to write!! my dear sweet boys #thank you again for sending this in!!#xmxisxforxmaybe #LeeH writes

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chelledoggo · 4 years

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[Fanfic] Dawkins Tries to Relax (Again) [101 Dalmatian Street]

rating: all ages

genre: slice-of-life

content warnings: none, unless cracking joints bothers you

summary:

after the events of “Dawkins Strikes Back,” Deepak tries to properly instruct his high-strung scientist brother Dawkins on how to relax.

“Ohmmmm...”

“Ohh...mmmhhh...hmmmfhh...hnnnng...”

Deepak opened one eye and looked over at his brother, Dawkins.

After the science pup had returned from his strike, Deepak had agreed to help Dawkins learn to properly relax. Fergus and his crew had helped Dawkins a little bit on his way to learning to let go, but their methods were a bit too loose and mindless for him.

Deepak figured Dawkins would benefit from learning relaxation in a somewhat more structured manner, so he decided to mentor him in meditation. He'd reckoned that an activity that required gentle mental focus would probably be more up the thinking pup's alley.

However, this didn't seem to be the case. Dawkins sat beside his yogi brother in a stiff attempt at a seated meditation position. His eyes were clenched shut and his face cringed as he squirmed and twitched in place and struggled to grunt out his mantra.

“Brother Dawkins,” Deepak inquired in a soft voice. “Are you okay? You look, um...quite tense...”

Dawkins sighed in defeat.

“My apologies, Deepak,” he replied. “I just can't seem to ease into this whole...'sitting still' business. I'm just far too used to being busy, you see.”

“Your posture does seem a bit...for lack of a better word...'rigid,'” Deepak remarked. “Would you like to try some yoga stretches? Perhaps it'd help you loosen up so it'll be easier for you to sit and relax.”

Dawkins got back onto his feet. “I suppose I could give it a go,” he replied. “I think a bit of movement is just what I need right about now.”

“Alright, we'll start with Child's Pose,” Deepak instructed in a soothing voice as he slowly demonstrated. “Kneel on your haunches like this. Now take a deep breath in...”

Dawkins clumsily mimicked Deepak's posture and breathed in unison with him.

“Now,” Deepak continued, “Exhale slowly, gently laying your torso down and sprawling your front paws out in front of you.”

Dawkins shakily lowered himself, trying to take it as slowly as possible.

“Close your eyes,” Deepak murmured. “Focus on the sensation of your spine stretching out. Be aware of the tension in your back and shoulders melting away. And...breathe...”

Dawkins closed his eyes and tried to bring his focus to his spine. He was normally hunched over working on some sort of machine, so he never really got to stretch that area out. It was actually more overwhelming than 'relaxing' to him. He suddenly became aware of all the wear and tear his laboring had done on his muscles. Nevertheless, he did his best to keep his breathing steady.

After about a minute or so, Deepak's soft voice spoke. “Let's come gently out of Child's Pose, slowly bringing ourselves back upright...And now we'll move onto Cat-Cow pose...”

Dawkins awkwardly returned to his starting position. “Cat...Cow?” Dawkins asked in befuddlement. “Sounds like a genetic engineering experiment gone horribly awry.”

“Try not to overthink it, brother,” Deepak chuckled as he commenced with his demonstration. “Begin simply by bringing yourself to all fours. Inhale as you slowly bring your belly downward...Lift your head upward...Open the Heart Chakra...”

Dawkins' legs wobbled a bit as he attempted this position. He struggled not to fall flat on his belly as his weak legs barely kept him held up.

“And as you exhale...” Deepak continued, “...gently arch your spine up, letting your head slowly drop down...Meow-ow-ow-owwww...”

“...Do I really have to meow?” Dawkins quietly asked through his teeth.

“Well, no,” Deepak replied. “It's just my personal preference.”

Dawkins carried on with the pose in silence, once again becoming painfully aware of the weakness of his spine and legs. He tried his best to maintain his composure as they cycled through the movements several more times. Internally, however, he was nearly on the verge of tears.

“And, finally,” Deepak announced, “Let us conclude with Camel Pose. Bring yourself to your haunches once again, gently raising your rump off the ground...”

Dawkins mirrored his brother's movements once again. He felt a bit ridiculous, as if he was about to beg for a treat.

“Now, inhale deeply,” Deepak continued calmly, “as you slowly arch your back backwards...”

“S-sloooow...lyyyyy...” Dawkins parroted as he struggled with all his might to bend his back. “Aaaarrrrchhhh....B-Baaaaack...”

SNAP!

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!” Dawkins howled in pain, loudly enough to prompt nearly all the World Wide Woof users in the neighborhood to inquire if everything was okay.

“Oh, mercy! Mercy!!!” The scientist pup cried out helplessly, now stuck in this painful, unnatural backwards angle.

“D-D-D-Dawkins!” Deepak addressed his brother in concerned panic. “J-Just calm down, okay? D-deep breaths...Here. L-Let's straighten you up--”

A loud 'CRACK!' followed by another anguished howl could be heard as Deepak adjusted Dawkins' spine back to normal alignment. Dawkins bit his lip and sat whimpering like a newborn, fighting back tears.

“Come on,” Deepak soothed. “Just...lay down here on your belly, okay? It's gonna be okay, brother.”

Dawkins lowered himself to the ground, huffing and puffing in pain as he tried to move his aching muscles.

“Now just lay still for a while, okay?” Deepak murmured into Dawkins' ear. “I'm going to help soothe your muscles with an energy-realigning massage. Let me know if I'm applying too much pressure.”

Deepak began gently kneading his paws up and down his brother's back, making gentle meditative droning noises and whispering 'Guru Miaow, heal him' as he went along.

After a few minutes of massaging, Deepak noticed that Dawkins had been oddly quiet.

“Brother Dawkins?” he asked quietly. “Are you doing alright?”

No answer.

Deepak brought his head around in front of Dawkins' face to see why he wasn't responding.

What he saw was the blissful, contented face of his brother, fast asleep with his chin in a big puddle of drool.

“Well, I'll be,” Deepak whispered as he smiled at this serene scene. “I guess I was able to help you relax, after all.”

#101 dalmatian street #dawkins dalmatian #deepak dalmatian #fanfiction #disney fanfiction

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amenomiko · 5 years

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What if..

The Ikemen Sengoku Husbands and MC had a daughter?

Continuation of PART 1

5. Mitsuhide

Random Man: I- I love you! Will you accept my hands in marriage??

Daughter: Uh- uhm.. I- I WILL THINK ABOUT IT >/////< *Runs*

That night..

Mitsuhide:.....No ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)

Daughter: But..! Father..! He is a-

Mitsuhide: No ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)

Daughter: He is-

Mitsuhide: No ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)

Daughter: *clenched chin* Mother..!! Father is..!

MC: Aww Hun, I wouldn't say he is good because you know how accurate your father's information is.

Mitsuhide:...He turns out to be a fake son of a daimyo and has criminal records.

Daughter: *gasp* But.. He just.. Ask for my hand in-

Mitsuhide: Not so fast 😊. I already locked him in the dungeon.

Daughter: No..! Not again..! *cried and run from the room*

Mitsuhide: *sips his tea* 😊

MC: Anata... Aren't you being too strict on her? And you are lying aren't you?

Mitsuhide: I wonder what you are talking about and besides.. She's too young to get married 😊. *low voice* as if I'm going to let her go easily.

MC: *pretend not to hear the last part* And that's... The 38th time this month. (´-ω-｀)))。。

6. Mitsunari

Daughter: Father..! Carry me..!

Mitsunari: *reads his book* hm? Of course (*´﹀`*) *carry*

Daughter: Father.. That's the pillow.

Mitsunari: Hm? Oh I'm sorry. *carry*

Daughter: Father.. That's the lamp.

Mitsunari: Ahh ouch no wonder it's hot OAO. Okay come here (*´﹀`*)

Daughter: Father.. That's... The cat.

Mitsunari: Eh? Oh O 3 O

Daughter: ....*sniff* Mother... (PД`q｡)!!!

MC: *comes into the room* Aww here honey shh it will be alright. What's wrong? *sighs at Mitsunari* Anata, could you listen for a second?

Mitsunari: Oh I'm really, really sorry. Here..! *carry*

MC:....Anata. That's me. Please put down your book (　ﾟдﾟ)!

Mitsunari: Oh I'm really sorry!! OAO

MC: Wait..! The book! NOT ME! GAH (/OAO)/!!

7. Kenshin

Daughter: Father..! Over here!! *pulls Kenshin*

Kenshin: *Smiles* here?

Daughter: Yes! Aww this hair pin looks pretty!

Kenshin: *turns to the seller* ...You. Pack that up. No. All of it.

Daughter: Father!! No!! I'm just admiring the hair pin it's not that I want to buy it..!

Kenshin: Fine. Then how about that shop?

Daughter: No I don't want to. The seller is flirty despite being old- *GASP and covered her mouth* FATHER NO!! DON'T PULL OUT YOUR SWORD!!

Kenshin:.....*puts back his sword* Alright. If you say so.

Daughter: Fuh.. (ﾉ_-;)… *saw MC among the crowd* Oh..! Mother!!

MC: *about to wave back but was stopped by a man who apparently was asking for direction*

Daughter: (°д°)... This is bad. *gasp to Kenshin who already unseath his sword* FATHER- NO!!!!! ((((；ﾟДﾟ))))

8. Shingen

Daughter: *has a sweet tooth like Shingen* Mmmmfff ~~~~ this is delicious 💕💕💕💕

MC: Hehehe glad you like it honey. Try this one next. *gives another sweets*

Daughter: Yummm!! I love you mother 💕💕💕💕💕

MC: Love you more honey (∩´∀`∩)💕

Shingen: Oho~? Baby girl if you eat like that everyday you will get fa- *JABBED SO HARD by MC* OOF! Sorry..! Taboo word. Sorry. (ಥ ͜ʖಥ)

Daughter: Mother, Father! One day I want to marry someone who can make desserts!!

Shingen: M-marry Σ(д)???

Daughter: Or maybe someone who can cook like Date Masamune-sama ❤❤❤❤ ahhh~~ so dreamy ~~~ ❤❤❤❤❤

Shingen: Wh- "M-masamune-sama"???? Aha no, no no no no no!

MC: Honey! STOP!

Shingen: Nope, no. No one going to get married, no! Because by that time you will get fat because you eat too much sweets-- *gasp* oops O x O

Daughter: *sniffs* I HATE YOU FATHER!!!! *flip the table with all the sweets on it and it fall DIRECTLY on Shingen's face* EEEHHHEEEE .˚‧º·(ฅдฅ｡)‧º·˚.

Shingen: M-MC-.. My wife- s-some help? @ w @

MC: Not today 😑. This is the problem with your jealousy.

9. Yukimura

Daughter: Father, I can't sleep (っ◞‸◟c)..

Yukimura: Hm? Come here. Okay..! *carry her up* what do you want me to do?

Daughter: Tell me a bedtime story please.

Yukimura: Hmm.. Okay. So one day, there's a handsome samurai. He was walking within the woods to bring his lord to his enemy's place. Then suddenly BAM!! A WILD BOAR RUN INTO HIM AND THEY NEARLY FELL OFF THE CLIFF AND- ah-

Daughter: *already sobbing from the instant shout* QAQ....

Yukimura: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Now here's a real story. *wipes her tears*

Daughter: Uhm. *sniffs and rest her head on his shoulder* And then what happened?

Yukimura: And then the wild boar is actually a human. Then they fell in love and they had a child! The end..!

Daughter: *slowly lift up her head from his shoulder*....put me down please.

Yukimura: Eh- why- O 3 O

Daughter: I thought Father has a fun bedtime story but no. I will go to Uncle Sasuke instead. (´△｀) *wriggle away from Yukimura's grasp*

Yukimura: Ah- hey- wait..!! Hmm.. *scratches his head* I don't understand 😑😑

MC: That's because your story is boring, Honey.

Yukimura: Wha?? Which part of it is boring?? At least this time I put MORE FEELINGS into it okay??

MC: Yeah. She cried from your so called "MORE FEELINGS" tho. 😒😒

10. Sasuke

MC: *approach one of the ninja in Kasugayama castle* Excuse me, have you seen my husband?

Ninja: He's.. "Following" _____-sama.

MC: "Follow". Uhuh. *sigh* that doting husband of mine = w =...

*Town*

Daughter: (๑•ᴗ•๑)♡ 🌸🌸🌸 *strolling on her own happily*

Sasuke: ....*slowly peek from nearby wall*

Daughter: *stops* Papa (the only daughter who call him that, which also the influence from the future). I can see you. 😑

Sasuke: *gasp + cough* meow meow~

Daughter: Papa..!! There's no such boring tone that can come from a cat!!

Sasuke: Uhm.. A sickly cat does. *gasp* Ah I just talk back- i mean- woof woof.

Daughter: Papa..!! Could you please let me enjoy my shopping alone?? I'm all grown up, I'm not a kid with a first errand!

Sasuke: *shows himself* Okay, I understand.

Daughter: Hehehe. Thank you Papa..! I love you ❤❤❤ *kisses Sasuke's cheek and happily walk away* 🌸🌸🌸🌸

-later-

Daughter: *walks and stop by at one of the shops*

Grandma: Oh my...! *her plastic full of oranges tear and all the orange shattered around near ____*

Sasuke: LOOK OUT! *stands beside ____ and one of the oranges hits his shoes. Lightly.* Oh. That's a close one. *wipes his sweat*

Daughter: PAPA STOP ୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨!!!!!

-Back at the castle-

MC: *Pats on Sasuke's hair as she hugged her* No, no she won't hate you. Just give her some space, that's all. 😅

DONE! Hope you guys enjoy it 😘😘😘😘😘😘💕💕💕💕💕💕

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen sengoku imagine #ikemen mitsuhide #ikemen mitsunari #ikemen kenshin #ikemen sasuke #ikemen yukimura #ikemen shingen #ikesen

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curewhimsy · 4 years

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More Shiro-Sora things

I haven’t uploaded these tidbits to tumblr yet.

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—Catchphrases— Iroha says “nyaa” at times SeeU has a habit of saying “meow” Dex says “woof” sometimes Nigaito’s verbal tic is “gyuu” Miki says “Chun chun!” A lot... to be cute. Haku tends to say “Uwaah!” A lot. Uta’s catchphrase is “Yare yare...” (“Good grief...”) Taya’s catchphrase is “Is that sou, desu ne?” (“Sou desu ne” is basically “Is that so?” in Japanese. I combined the two. —Quirky behavior— Lapis carries around a toy wand and pretends to cast spells. Anon is just... chaotic neutral, in the way Luana and Isadore (OCs) are. She does things like eating Lunchables in the bathtub at midnight in the dark to prove that Lunchables float. Why midnight, and why in the dark? Because she doesn’t want dust bunnies to see her boobs. She’s also a very skilled mime. Kanon is wacky, and chaotic good. Like Luana and Isadore (OCs) but in a different way than Anon. She’s the type of person to immediately press a random button she found that says “Do not press.” She likes to annoy people with sound effects from her slide-whistle. She also likes playing dramatic kazoo. She also has clown skills, like juggling, and the ability to ride a unicycle. Teto is like Fuuko (Clannad) Taya is smart and dignified but... very clumsy and naive as well. Uta is badass, but kind of “chaotic dumb” in certain ways. Sometimes she forgets to do her homework while doing her homework. Don’t ask. Taya loves sweets, and his favorite is strawberry shortcake. He is also a good pastry chef... Uta is horrible at cooking! She is so horrible, that she makes things mega-explode! She is so horrible, she needs Taya to cook for her just so she can get by! Gakupo has some pretty sick ninja skills, just saying. Miki sometimes slips into “animated mode,” where she begins to act like a cute shoujo anime protagonist. Miki also sometimes runs with bread in her mouth when she’s late for school. When Ruko was late for school, she ran to school with an entire plate of breakfast in her mouth! Taya gets completely drunk after just a few sips of alcohol... Haku sure can hold her alcohol. She can beat everyone in a drinking contest... Nigaito is endearingly moe. He likes drawing pictures. Miki sometimes lends him cute manga about hamsters, his favorite animal. Ruby likes starfish for some reason. She always assumes every star-shaped item is supposed to be a starfish... Taya’s recorded voice has a tendency to break headphones. Nobody knows exactly why. Ruko is a very big eater. Akari likes stars. Ruby likes starfish. Piko likes stargazing. Yukari likes star celebrities. Nigaito likes the Big Dango Family song. Ruby tries to convince him that starfish are cuter and proposes the Big Starfish Family. Taya and Momo get into a rather heated argument over whether strawberries or peaches are better. Uta asks herself why she’s surrounded by airheads. Uta buys Taya a strawberry Squishmallow for his birthday. In no time, Taya is able to think of a personality and an extensive backstory for his new plush friend... Uta is impressed. Yukari fakes being mysterious and sophisticated to impress IA. It doesn’t work. —Funny Moments brainstorm!— Group chemistry! Misunderstandings... One time Taya tried playing Uta’s violin instead of his usual cello. He played an earsplitting tune and ended up breaking the violin. Not only does it just break, it comically explodes into little pieces! 46 of them to be exact... Taya mistook one of Akaito’s spicy habanero peppers as a new type of strawberry. He ate it, and it was so spicy that he temporarily lost the ability to speak.

“He’s just standing there... menacingly!” -Len, talking to Rin, referring to Kaito “Why did you set me on fire, Uta? Why didn’t you just write your essay?” -Taya ”Qingxian, I used your clarinet to unclog the toilet...” -Taya ”I am the darkness, I am the edge! I got this bruise falling from the ledge! Oh yeah!” -Zatsune “My voice is just naturally bass-boosted, I guess.” -Akaito ”You make the bass drop in my heart! I want to be together, with you.” -Yuuma, to Mizuki, in front of... everyone ”People all look the same to me. They all have two eyes, a nose, a mouth, arms, and legs. But Taya... you’re different. I can tell your soul apart.” -Uta “Take my hand... I’ll take you to a place where miracles happen.” -Taya. He was practicing lines from a short play he wrote himself. This captures Uta’s heart... “Take my hand... I’ll take you to a place where miracles happen... Now, shall we go?” -Taya, this time for real. He is reaching his hand out to Uta. He is trying to comfort her after an emotional moment. Both of them are about to cry. This is right before he confesses his love to her at the top of a hill under the stars.

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Random details- Taya is very polite, and selfless. He's always willing to do favors for people. He speaks in polite language. He bows at many occasions (Even in this universe that takes place in the USA, and not Japan.) He is humble as well. These may seem like quirks or obsessions as first, but it stems from his feeling of obligation to do things for people and "not be a burden," because he had friends and teachers who treated him like a burden before. When his anemia caused him to faint or miss classes, everyone treated him as a burden. When he starts hanging out with Uta, she comments on how he feels like a butler and tells him to loosen up, it's okay to be a bit more relaxed, and selfish even. Uta is pretty sarcastic, blunt, and sort of kuudere, so it'll be interesting to see her with the pure Taya Uta just lost her passion to depression, but that's touched on eventually/later She's all like "I hate life" but that's because of depression Taya tries to help out Uta and make her smile but... he ends up upsetting her... When Taya finds out how depressed Uta really is he starts crying for her and saying "I'm sorry..." and Uta is like "Why are you crying? Nothing is your fault..." And Taya apologizes again and says it's a habit that he feels responsible for his friend's sadness. Uta hugs him. "I haven't been able to cry for years, so I'm a bit jealous..." She says. "But... I still don't want you to cry though... I like to see your smile, ok?" Well I think the day Uta finally cries is when something bad happens to her but Taya comes and saves her and then confesses his love for her And then come the waterworks, from both of them! ——— There are magical moments where all 46 characters come together and do or create something. Such as a musical play. Do all 46 characters eventually become a gigantic group of friends? Imagine the 46 of them renting out an entire restaurant... and all taking turns performing karaoke! ——— List the backstories, secrets, sad hidden depth, tragedies, stories... and quirks! The quirks are how we grow to fall in love with these characters before we reveal the sadness. In the novel, it all ends happily... If it ever becomes a game, well... there would be a possible “good end” and possible “bad end”... ... Haku Yowane- Haku’s story is that she’s been lonely and insecure for most her entire life. Neru Akita- Neru’s story is that she has found herself alone and misunderstood for most of her days due to her temper. Miku Hatsune- Miku’s sincere, earnest dreams are crushed and she falls into a deep depression when she is diagnosed with an illness that will progressively damage her vocal chords. Miku never sang for selfish reasons. She sang out of love. She sang to connect others. She now compares herself to a caged bird, or one with broken wings. She wants to write a song about it... but she would rather have her final song be a happy tribute to all those who have helped her. Luka Megurine- Is Luka slowly fading away from this world somehow? Teto Kasane- Is Teto a spirit or something or other? Gumi- Gumi was bullied a lot since she was young, which traumatized her. Now people show her the tiniest bit of dislike, she panics or cries. Meiko Sakine- Meiko’s parents were neglectful, leaving her to have to mature on her own. Lapis Aoki- Is Lapis simply a wish fragment? Merli Aoki- Merli is still traumatized by the tragic death of her parents. Lily- Lily wants to change her image to someone more tame. She originally became a delinquent in middle school due to her parents’ constant fighting. IA- IA’s parents are divorced. It started after her mother had a miscarriage. She would’ve had a little sister named IO. Yukari Yuzuki- Yukari feels very insecure a lot... Uta Utane- Depressed, and doesn’t see much in life. Usually bored and glum. Once a bright girl with lots of dreams. Deep inside, she is passionate and caring, really… Can it be restored? Miku Zatsune- Insecure and hates Miku Hatsune for being more popular than her... Rin Kagamine- Rin has a mysterious connection to Len. Whenever Len is sick, Rin gets sick too. If Len were to die, Rin will suddenly die as well. Len Kagamine- Len has a mysterious connection to Rin. Whenever Rin is sick, Len gets sick too. If Rin were to die, Len will suddenly die as well. Kaito Shion- Kaito is actually an adopted child... not from this world... and doesn’t belong... Akaito Shion- Dell Honne- Dell is usually in a bad mood. He currently lives with a father who barely acknowledges him. He tends to keep it all inside, and he’s really just lonely and needs to find someone to vent to. Gakupo Kamui- Yuuma- Piko Utatane- Piko is a shy and compassionate person, but whenever he opens his mouth, he sounds very strict. He is bad at socializing and making friends, which leaves him quite lonely. On top of that, he is sickly and absent from school often. Piko wishes to make a friend. Mizuki- Nigaito Shion- He is sickly and is usually under the weather... Dex- Daina- Ruby- Taya Soune- Thinks of himself as a burden... Longya Yuezheng- His younger sister Ling nearly got into a tragic accident when they were younger, traumatizing Longya. Ling Yuezheng- She feels lonely that she doesn’t have many friends and is devoting her life to studying. Momo Momone- Is always passing out randomly... SeeU- Has a mysterious illness. Ruko Yokune- Ruko was always insecure about their height, six feet and two inches tall. They always wanted to be petite and feminine, but their body wouldn’t stop growing. Ritsu Namine- Ritsu used to be a bully. He remains to have a tsundere attitude... Deep inside, he has an earnest wish to apologize to everyone he ever hurt. Ruko is one of the few people who understands and knows this about Ritsu. In his childhood, he bullied Gumi for being a “coward.” Now he wants to apologize, but... Miki- Miki is too idealistic. She sees the world through rose-tinted lenses... but what happens when those lenses shatter? Aku Yamine- She wishes to have magic... she hates the state of the world. She hates evil, which is ironic... considering her name is pronounced like the Japanese word for evil. She wishes to cast out the darkness... which is ironic because her last name has the kanji for dark. Because of this, and because she tends to be a nuisance, Aku feels as if she is just a curse. Bruno- Bruno’s mother died when he was young. Clara- Clara was bullied a lot as a child. Iroha Nekomura- Yuu- Wil- Kyo- Akari Kizuna- Cheerful and sweet, and wants to make others smile… even though many heavy thoughts are hiding behind her own smile. Qingxian Mo- Being self-absorbed, Qingxian eventually begins to take advantage of Taya’s generosity and inclination to do favors. She may seem a somewhat spoiled brat, but she is lonely... Anon- Kanon- ——— College dorm antics... ——— Supernatural elements? Does the world have magical properties? How about the characters?

List them here...

All 46 characters mysteriously acquires a crystalline “star fragment” sometime during their journey. There are 46 pieces in total. Each character mysteriously acquires one when they are fulfilled. The fragment is from their heart. At a climax scene where all 46 are present, all the pieces are put together to form a beautiful kaleidoscopic star in 46 colors. This crystalline rainbow star can grant a grand wish, any wish... What will everyone agree will be their wish?

#Shiro-sora #my writing #vocaloid #utau #fanfic #life of pastell #brainstorm

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quirkydahlias · 5 years

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O for Aizawa, Bakugou, and Hawks?

Have a bonus Minty bc I’m inspired~

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Hawks

Hawks is a changed man when he falls in love

Mainly because he isn’t the type to fall in love too often if at all, being as aloof as he is in his day to day

So when he does find someone that sparks some interest for him

He’s hooked.

It’s not noticeable to most people who run into this pro hero, Hawks being as lively and fun-loving as ever when in love

However, his sidekicks, who are with him everyday catch on and can figure that something is up, although what exactly remains a mystery

When they see their boss slow down to the point where they can actually catch up with him and god forbid, actually fight, the sidekicks assume its because he’s under the weather

Then they see him fly into a shiny glass window pane and then the small hunch becomes cemented

This is pretty good in Hawks’ eyes since he can have his head in the clouds without sacrificing his fans, believing that if word was out about him falling for you that his popularity would diminish as a hero

And to him, popularity is the most important metric to measure a hero’s worth with

Aside from how obvious he is and how in denial the world seems to be, as falling in love just isn’t a part of the Hawks persona, he changes his behavior when around you as well

He’s more annoying if anything, constantly bothering you when he gets the free time to do so and gifting you small presents

The same way a bird would do

“Heyyyyyyyy”

“…”

“I know you can hear me, (Y/N)~. I think I even see a blush on those cute cheeks of yours~.”

“What do you want, Hawks? Shouldn’t you be out on patrol?”

“Yep. But those sidekicks of mine seemed really pumped to get some action patrolling so I can take a small break.”

“That’s good…I suppose. Um, is there something behind your back?”

“Oh yeah, here~! It’s a nice watch.”

“I can’t accept this!! It looks so expensive, when did you even-…”

“Hmm? Weren’t you about to sing my praises~?”

“Hawks.”

“Yes~?”

“Is this blood?”

“Oh shoot. I didn’t clean it well enough, did I?”

“Did you steal this!? Why is there blood on it?”

“I got it from some villain robbing a bank. I swear it doesn’t belong to anyone else! Scout’s honor.”

“Okay, one. That’s stealing regardless. And secondly, scouts are an American thing.”

“Don’t worry too much about it! Not like the dude needs it where he’s goin’…”

“Did you say something?”

“Nothing!”

Katsuki Bakugou

He gets angrier when in love believe it or not

Most people in his position would be over the moon, all smiles and aglow with the effects of having someone they fancy all over them

But not Katsuki Bakugou

No siree

Instead, he’s more restless and irritable, snapping at anyone who might get too close

It makes the fact that he’s in love a little more obvious to anyone who have ever been around him for an extended period of time

Especially his closest friends.

“Dude, what’s up with you?”

“What the fuck are you talking about, shitty hair?”

“See? You’re calling me ‘shitty hair’ again!”

“Because your hair is fucking shit.”

“Something is definitely up with you today…”

“Fuck off!”

“Hey. Is this because of (Y/N)?”

“What the fuck makes you think it’s because of that extra!?”

“Oh ho ho, so it is them! You know, keeping your feelings all bottled up isn’t really manly. You’ve got to own up to-.”

“Get. Out.”

When it comes to you, he expresses his feelings by being a little pushy, always egging you on with insults as a way of encouraging you

If you fall behind, he’ll be there to light the fire under you and push you back up- in the same way, he’d help out Kirishima with his grades or with training.

And if you even catch a whiff of his attachment to you, he’ll back away with a huff, angrily and vehemently denying anything he could have for you

Tough love, all the way with this guy

However, he’s not about to make any moves anytime soon, so he’s able to tone it down quite a bit as his main goal has always and will always be to become a hero

The love life can wait.

Shouta Aizawa

Aizawa Shouta is a reserved man in all accounts.

He hates the media and he hates people digging their noses into his private life.

Therefore, his personal life remains as separated from his work life

And with that, his budding love for you

While it isn’t overtly obvious to the outside eye that he’s fallen for someone, an observant person can detect the changes this usually stoic and serious man takes.

While he’s critical on others, being in love makes him more…relaxed, as if love gives him the energy to take on and deal with more bullshit than usual.

“Heyyy, Eraserhead~!”

“Hmm?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to grab some drinks after work is over, you know, with your best friend~?”

“Sure.”

“Darn it, I’ll just ask you again to- WAIT!? Did you really say yes?”

“…yes?”

“Whoa, you never say yes to me!”

“Because you’re always asking me every single day!”

“What’s gotten into, dude?”

“You’re reading too much into it. I just need a drink.”

“If you say so…anyway, that aside. Drinks are on me!”

“As if. You’ll pass out before the fourth drink anyway.”

Being a bit of a tsundere, he isn’t the type of person to show his interest in someone so easily

At least in the conventional sense

He won’t blush or redden around you, even if you invade his comfort zone and practically throw yourself onto him

He won’t fluster and flirt either, keeping himself rather silent around you unless you initiate a conversation with him

In all honesty, you might never know that he has the hots for you if these are the signs you’re looking for

The only way you or anyone would be able to see him expressing his feelings is when he doesn’t believe that anyone is watching

For example, when walking along an empty street with you, he’ll unconsciously find his eyes drawing over to you, observing you

It’s not in a creepy way, no sir

He just finds you … interesting

Whether it’s whatever you’re currently babbling about or how you walk

Finding idle amusement in watching you go.

Akira Shiryoku

Akira values his private life, it’s just the type of person he is, as odd as it may seem when compared to how outgoing he is.

He’ll go on and on about the weird cat he swears was meowing and following him on his way to school or the nice flowers smelled on his way home from work.

However, when confronted with questions about his private life, most likely by Midnight in the workplace, he’ll change the subject or outright shut down the conversation.

“Sooooo, Minty. Baby, you have to have someone, right?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“You know, that person that makes your heart soar~. The lovely being that you want to spend the rest of your life with~”

“Oh, I definitely have someone like that! Haw haw haw!”

“Really? Tell. Me. Everything!”

“They have the loveliest, softest hair I’ve ever felt! They smell like vanilla cookies~. They also go with me almost everywhere… I don’t think I could live without them.”

“How romantic! My heart is beating just hearing you gush about them~!”

“…They should be here if you want to meet them~.”

“Oh my god, really? Who?! I have to meet them.”

“They’re right outside, hey~! Over here, Wan!”

“Woof!”

Only his closest friends would be able to tell without asking that this guidance counselor is in love.

The first sign is in how he treats the one he cares for, always seeming to take everything they say into account whenever he happens to bump into them, most likely monitoring their well being in his own way.

And like many childish children, he tends to tease the one he likes the most a tad bit more than how he’d tease any other friend or coworker. It’s just a small way to get their eyes on him.

Just harmless fun~.

In private, when he’s certain that there’s no one to overhear or see the two of them, he’ll be a bit bolder

Adding a tiny, flirtatious flair to his behavior and what he does around his crush, just to test the waters and see if they’re interested in him

Overall, a surprisingly subtle man when it comes to falling in love.

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #katsuki bakugou #aizawa shouta #akira shiryoku #canon x reader #canon x reader hc

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gailiii · 6 years

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✧･ﾟ:*SOFT BIAS TAG*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

tagged by @tojisung how could you mom you know how easily i blush

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 1. WHO IS YOUR BIAS?

i have too many but i’ll do lee felix from stray kids for this tag jbdgjhfjbh

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 2. WHAT MADE YOU NOTICE THEM?

i’m actually not entirely sure i just kind of did?? i was minho/lee know biased at first but then the first dreaded episode happened so yeah i just kind of became felix biased??

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 3. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEM?

um gosh okay this is hard and i’m trying not to get too soft jdgbdjh his smile and laugh are so contagious and i’m struggling to type out all of this cause just ejkdbjgbf i’m too soft ahahhfjk and he is just so sweet and shows how much he loves his members and ?? just precious sunshine??

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 4. WHO WOULD INITIATE SKINSHIP MORE?

probably he would, i am a very cuddly person but i am also very shy

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 5. WHO WOULD HOG BLANKETS MORE?

definitely me i’m the Worst person to share a bed with okay i hog all the blankets

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 6. WHO WOULD BE MORE CLINGY?

both of us? although more so him cause again i’m really shy

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 7. WHO WOULD SAY ‘I LOVE YOU’ FIRST

him?? idk this entire tag is just making me blush and jhbfgjfng i’m really bad with words and am really shy and awkward so him probably

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 8. WHO WOULD BE MORE EASILY FLUSTERED?

definitely me i blush really easily and get flustered so easily say anything even kind of nice to or about me and i’m instantly a tomato

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 9. WHAT CUDDLING POSITION WOULD YOU TWO HAVE?

ksjfddgjbhfghkfbh i am the kind of person that if you let me cuddle you i will bear hug and never let go so? and i feel like he wouldn’t really care what cuddling position we had? djbgjhbgfh

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 10. WHICH COLORS REMIND YOU OF THEM AND WHY

okay i love this question and i struggled to pick just two colors but i think of yellow and pink when i think of him yellow is happy and energetic, he’s so full of happiness and life and ejdbgf pink is youthful and playful and the kind of color that would represent a person who wears their heart on their sleeve and doesn’t hide their emotions or how they feel

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 11. WHICH SEASON WOULD YOU LIKE TO SPEND WITH THEM?

spring? i feel like he’s the kind of person who would like spring a lot and its not too hot or cold so you can go outside and stuff and he seems like he’d like going on little picnics or something (like that one when changbin strangled him)

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 12. WHO WOULD BAKE THE COOKIES AND WHO WOULD STEAL THE BATTER?

i really like baking so i guess i’d bake the cookies? but also cookie batter tastes really good and baking takes a long time so? we might just both eat the batter tbh

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 13. WHICH ONE OF YOU WOULD MAKE BAD PUNS AND HOW WOULD THE OTHER REACT?

i make really bad puns that usually result in me being temporarily blocked or just like pushed out of my chair so....

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 14. WHO WOULD WANT TO ADOPT 50 DOGS AND CATS?

both of us, we’d need constant adult supervision to not adopt all the animals in the world because the animals are so sad and like we could love the little baby meows and woofs and tweets and fishies and even ferrets and mice and whatever noise hamsters make like i want all of the animals ejbhrjgfbjfkdbdlsgyf

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 15. WHICH ONE OF YOU WOULD NEARLY BURN DOWN THE KITCHEN TRYING TO MICROWAVE A POP TART AND WHO WOULD COME TO THE RESCUE?

oh gosh i suck at cooking unless its like a microwavable dish those i can usually make without it being too much of a disaster i think maybe takeout is a better option or just make someone else cook for us

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 16. WHO LIKES TO LEAN OVER TALL RAILINGS AND WHO PULLS THEM BACK?

me? i have very bad self preservation skills but also i feel like its something he might do (should i say we need adult supervision again)

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 17. WHAT WOULD WATCHING A HORROR FILM WITH THEM BE LIKE?

awful. if his reaction to the roller coaster was a sign then he probably wouldn’t like horror movies and i get scared really easily so we probably should just watch a different genre (horror books on the other hand)

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 18. WHO WOULD BE THE CHEESY FLIRT AND WHO WOULD BE THE SMOOTH FLIRT?

we’d mostly both be cheesy but then i feel like he has his moments where he can be smooth? but mostly cheesy half-awkward flirting from both of us

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 19. WHO IS MORE COMPETITIVE?

me i’m unhealthily competitive in everything for literally no reason cause there’s nothing i’m good enough at to actually win a competition in but oops

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 20. WHO WOULD HAVE TO BE GIVEN CONSTANT REMINDERS? (REMEMBER TO EAT, DON’T FORGET YOUR KEYS, ETC)

i’m really forgetful when it comes to eating properly i could go days without remembering to eat or sleep and just be living off of coffee oops (i’m really bad at taking care of myself but i always make sure other people are taking care of themselves so idk)

*♡ ｡･ﾟﾟ･ 21. WHO SENDS MEMES AND WHO SENDS CUTE ‘I MISS YOU’ TEXTS AT 3AM?

well so he is a meme and i have a very advanced collection of Quality memes that i love sending in the middle of the night. after all, what better thing to wake up to then a good meme? but also i get really sappy and disgustingly soft when i’m tired so then you’ll get a meme followed by me saying how much i appreciate you and how glad i am to have you in my life and i feel like he’d be like that a lot too?

okay so um that was very soft and now im a tomato thanks a lot mom i died at least thirty-six times writing this ddjfbfdhbfgh okay so yeah um i dont really know people who havent done this already i think so i guess i tag @tinybtsdevil here you go other mom i know you’ll struggle with this and probably die too

#jhgbfhdgfdg #is it possible to do this without dying?#i doubt it #okay yeah #thanks a lot

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