#mind you they're wearing the damn MASKS and even THROUGH THEM you can sense the sheer irritation

[styona]

I may be wrong, but to me it looks like Tob did the most massive eye roll ever known to mankind, he's like 'dude I cannot do this, say something, please, I'm tireddd'. And then Martin straight up refuses to answer the question and elaborate in any shape or form😂 He did not give two fucks, but didn't forget to keep it polite at the same time, 'thanks for your concern tho'😅 (if I got it right) He's like I know you don't give a damn, but thanks for the effort. What a man

#ghost band #the band ghost #ghost #ghost the band #terzo #terzo my beloved #papa iii #papa emeritus iii #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoul omega #tobias forge #martin persner #I may be overanalyzing it #but it looks like they're desperately trying to hold on to the last straw not to snap #the attitude and sass we'll never get to see ever again #mind you they're wearing the damn MASKS and even THROUGH THEM you can sense the sheer irritation #Martin's just like fine honey look I'll answer YOUR questions on MY terms

[atlasxspeaks]

I love the idea of Tsu’tey adopting Spider so here are some headcanons I have of that old grumpy guy raising his little son.

Tsu’tey’s injuries from the Great War caused him a lot of mobility issues. He often wakes up in pain from stiff joints and muscle spasms. To help, Spider will crawl over him and lay on whatever limb is hurting him to most in the morning because his body puts off a lot of heat and relaxes his muscles. He’s like a little heat pack.

Spider originally did need to wear his mask constantly, but over time, through constant communion with Eywa, she changes his lungs to be able to breathe the air. He doesn’t tell anyone though, because it happens years into him realizing nothing he can do will make most see past his humanness. Tsu’tey, however, finds out after seeing Spider lift his mask to shove a large piece of fruit in his mouth that he specifically told Spider not to eat.

Spider’s English is abysmal. He barely has the patience to sit through the normal lessons he gets from Mo’at and some of the other elders who like him, let alone enough to go to Hell’s Gate to learn about Earth. Mo’at scolds Tsu’tey for slacking in teaching Spider his native language, but he isn’t too worried about it.

Tsu’tey’s biggest mistake as a parent (in his mind) is letting Spider believe his hiss was intimidating. It was the best thing in the world for Tsu’tey when Spider was a baby. But then came a stint of time where Spider would hiss openly at anyone when annoyed which just made his reputation among villagers worst. The kids who made fun of him got bitten, mask be damned, which does not help his case.

Despite his short stature, Spider can actually fight and hold his own against fully grown Na’vi. Tsu’tey teaches him how to strike fast and hard, going for weak points in Na’vi anatomy and focusing on their legs and feet, places Spider can reach easily and do a fair amount of damage. This does mean Spider gets into a larger number of fights with other Na’vi adolescents compared to canon.

Spider is still best friends with Lo'ak and Kiri in this AU, much to Tsu'tey's dismay. He likes them well enough, Lo'ak is kind of loud and Kiri has an unnerving tendency to stare directly into his soul when talking, but overall they're good kids. He does wish they would stop eating him out of house and home though.

In canon, Tsu’tey has a brother named Arvok, who lives with them. Tsu’tey also takes in Tarsem, whose entire family died in the fall of Home Tree. He and Arvok are best friends, so it makes sense for him to live with them. The boys are like Spider’s brothers, but they pull out the "We're your uncles" card whenever he’s not listening to them or when they want to get out of doing chores.

Regardless of who you ship Spider with, Tsu’tey would find a fault in them. Neteyam? Too obedient to his parents, he needs to rebel more. Lo’ak? Too rebellious, he will get Spider killed doing one of his hair-brain stunts. Kiri? Eywa help him; she’s too much of everything. Any of the Metkayina kids? It’s laughable you’d even think for a second he’d let Spider marry into another clan.

Spider has an ikran in this AU cause I say he does. He finds a baby ikran abandoned during one of the trials he attends with his father. She’s the runt, too small and weak to fly with her family away from their nest back to their roost. Spider takes pity on her and nurses her back to health, hiding her away so no one knows because it’s technically illegal to raise an ikran. She imprints on Spider and the rest is history once Tsu’tey finds out she exists. He’s adamant they cannot keep her but one look from their combined puppy eyes breaks his will.

Tsu’tey and Spider’s ikran have the same relationship as those dads who say they hate the dog and then the dog becomes their best friend. When Spider gets kidnapped, Tsu’tey spends several nights awake with only the ikran for company, praying and begging Eywa to bring his son back to him.

Spider overall was a pretty healthy child, but there was one time when he got very sick and slipped into a coma. The scientists genuinely thought he wouldn’t make it for a while. This is the first time Tsu’tey has ever contemplated suicide, something that is forbidden under Eywa’s laws. He cannot imagine a life without Spider. The second time is after he’s taken by the RDA, but seeing Spider’s friends rally to try and get him bad makes him push the thoughts away.

After the battle at Three Brothers Rock, Neteyam lives but is mortally injured. The combined knowledge of Norm, Max, Ronal, and Mo’at is the only thing that keeps the boy from being paralyzed for life, but he’s essentially got the same disabilities as Tsu’tey now. And he’s a shell of himself. Tsu’tey doesn’t really have time to focus on him, though, because Spider is in just as bad shape as Neteyam, but mentally. After weeks of seeing both boys break down physically and mentally, Tsu’tey comes up with an idea. He gives both boys the task of planting and raising a plant together. Almost everyone thinks he’s crazy for this, but after a few weeks of watching their efforts to make this tiny plant bloom, they see that their moods have improved. Neteyam does his physical activity more to get outside and care for the plant, and Spider uses the plant as an outlet to air thoughts he knows would devastate his family.

When asked how he knew making them care for a plant would help, Tsu’tey simply replies by saying that the only thing that saved him after his injuries was Spider. Carrying for another helpless creature forced you, in turn, to care for yourself. His son saved his life.

#spider socorro #dad!tsu’tey #tsu’tey te rangloa ateyitan

[marshmallowprotection]

How do you think SE Saeran would react to Luke and Simeon? They're both angels. Do you think he would befriend them or stay away from them?

I feel like if Saeran gave them a chance he'll probably get along with Luke the most. They would bake together. It'll be adorable.

SE Saeran has complicated feelings about religion. It’s not Simeon or Luke’s fault, though. His problems stem from what he went through at the cathedral and Mint Eye. This is already difficult for him to deal with in the sense that he never really had a lot of faith in the first place. He isn't like his brother. It doesn't make sense for him to believe in something that never helped him when he needed it the most. It's complicated and being in the Devildom makes it hard on Saeran to come to terms with mortality, Heaven, Hell, and whatever comes between. 

I’ve already mentioned how he feels about the Demon brothers, but... it’s hard with the Angels, too. When he needed someone to save him... there was not a damn angel in sight to help him. He doesn’t hate Simeon or Luke, though. He’s not about to unpack his trauma onto them. Though, knowing Simeon, since his sin power in the game is actually wrath, he might be able to understand and get along with Saeran easily.

They’re both masking an anger that people haven’t seen in a long time. Simeon hides behind a friendly smile, but make no mistake, he doesn’t mince words and he can hurt others if needed. Saeran is too tired to get angry enough to lash out and hurt others... but his anger persists. Maybe he would be able to, at least, try to talk with Simeon about some of his discomfort here and there. I feel like that would be healthy for Saeran... and Simeon is a safe place to come to when you need to talk and have someone keep a secret. But, that’d take a while to build trust up! 

Apart from that, though? Saeran keeps to himself. He might be able to chat with Simeon now and again but he might not say they’re close friends. He’s not used to niceties and being close to Angels is weird. 

It’s hard to dislike Luke, but he can be a stubborn kid. Saeran might actually be laughing inside when Luke claims that he could protect Saeran if he needed to get help. How could he take a kid seriously? Angel or not, Saeran has done a lot of horrible things to survive and he isn’t afraid of some demons. He can handle himself. Everyone keeps talking to him about how weak he is, and he hates that so much. Luke is probably the only one that gets spared his anger and irritation since he’s a kid. 

Saeran is awkward around Luke. He didn’t know other kids when he was that age. It doesn’t matter that Luke is thousands of years old, he’s still a child. He’s just a child in the Angel’s age cycle, as opposed to the human cycle. There’s no difference. So, whenever Saeran gets overwhelmed by the Devildom, he knows that one thing is true. He can ignore all the adult problems and make a cake with Luke. Luke hasn’t been crushed by the world yet, and even Saeran doesn’t have the heart to crush his hopes. 

So, yeah, Luke winds up hanging out with Saeran sometimes since they both share a love of baking! Luke’s easy to hang out with since he just wants to be able to get some understandable praise for his work in the kitchen, and Saeran doesn’t mind giving that. It reminds him of someone he used to know... someone who liked to wear blue roses. So, telling Luke, “Good job, kid,” isn’t that hard. 

I do think SE Saeran might wind up being a brother figure to Luke and maybe that might help him work out some of his trauma about Saeyoung. Maybe seeing what it’s like being the older brother might help him stomach what he’s been trying to come to terms with over Saeyoung. 

#crossover #se saeran #saeran choi #choi saeran #ask #anon #mod kait

[saltypiss]

Dunno why I had expectations for Fnaf+

That shit is....just...not worth the time man. Like. Bro, I'm watching a walkthrough and 2 minutes in I have a LIST of problems.

They basically boil down to...why. Why tho. Why the beginning section with....nothing. Absolutely nothing but radio music static-ing through.

Then...Like, How much can I delve into with a screenshot:

Okay, so, Lighting's cool, fan's definitely improved... The...room looks nice...ish.

The animatronics are for a horror game. Bar none, no argument, no room for the imagination, no room for suspense of disbelief, that's horror game enemies. Nothing more, nothing less. Boxy, clearly meant to invoke fear, and actually nothing else. There's no sense of accidental but charming whimsy, they're meant to scare children in comas. Congrats on missing the literal main point of Fnaf 1.

You can't hear it, but the phone-guy and his ringtone are downgrades. The ringtone is...not...a ringtone, you could sleep with that playing in the background. Actually kind've insane how much was missed artistically with the choices that lead to hearing the ringtone, it's not sharp, it doesn't call attention, it doesn't invoke any "Oh shit" sound, it's literally...a UI sound, meant to be digested, and forgotten immediately. I can't put it into enough words how blatantly this shows all the cards of the creator's hands artistically, you are not in for a remotely comparable experience with the originals, this is a FanFiciton Fan-Game top to bottom. Even Phone-Guy's falling to sleep with Literally Negative Charisma.

And...Phone guy...is...unintelligible? Apparently it's AI???? It's AI?????? You couldn't....leave like a fuckin' tweet askin' for someone to just voice them???? Like for free???? Alot of people would????????????????? AI??????????????????????????????????? Just ask me???????????? I'll do it now, for free??????????? HOly shit?????????

It's cool you can turn all the way left and right, but everything within those confines, including the door switch, is trying SO DAMN HARD. It feels like a Roblox creator got their hands on Blender and Talent, just not Artistic Skill. I've never felt "try-hard" before, but this, this is Try-Hard. This is trying WAY to hard to just meet their own low standard perspective of "scary" or "realistic"

The Puppet's mask is just baffling but explicitly shows my point in everything. There's No. NO. Artistry. This is a stupid kid's horror game first. Nothing but "graphically impressive" second, nothing, nothing after that. Who the fuck approves something like that and everything else? Same person that thought using AI voices was a good idea. Damn man. Just feel the struggle of getting this out, I feel bad I really do, but damn. DAMN. This just wasn't good from the start. Like clearly the voice lines were done last, or done quickly.

This is why you really just shouldn't fund fan-games, but instead indie-games, or mods at best. It's really insane. Like you can feel WORK, just not...artistic effort. Anywhere but the lighting-ish.

The camera...Like... Like.... Man... Okay you got 1a 1b 1c, and then.... 9a....9b.... Uh. then a 10... Maybe...choose a extreme number wise there.... Just looks bad. Like...Why would the 3 ones be....not at the doors, and 9 of all numbers, of 10 mind you, be the doors? What? What???

The Cupcake being it's own thing is...fine, on paper, but isn't this supposed to be an upgraded Fnaf? That's not a cupcake. That's a flesh chef. That's a fleshy blob wearing a chef outfit. It's fine it is it's own thing but...it's not even a cupcake. If FNAF never existed, that would not be considered a Cupcake by literally, Literally, anyone.

It just bothers and boggles the mind where everything went wrong INSTANTLY. This ain't a FNAF+. This is a fan-fiction of a fan-game of a game. Maybe that's what I shoulda expected. But man, couldn't be more let down by 3 minutes of raw footage. I had exceptions planned but...Damn dude. This just...ain't. It just ain't.

It ain't better than the originals, it ain't much better than the later titles, it ain't much better than some fan-games like... It's just a try-hard piece of work. I feel bad shitting on it, but like, damn man, this was the one thing of the entire fazbear initiative I had any high hopes for.

But really man. Damn. Do not fund fan-games. Fund indie projects or mods. I just do not see the point in this title existing in it's current format, I guess like I did then, I saw the potential, but...that's it. The potential is there, but without someone artistically guiding and limiting the creator(s) they're without that direction, that Dam who directs the flow of water, shit just becomes generic as SHIT. Fnaf4 had superior artistry, despite lacking horror artistry for the Main Fucking Enemies.

Just one last thing to add

Why is it so...zoomed in. Who set this security camera up. Was it really this fuckin' close before? Like... God damn, who's this for? Who is this camera for? I get it. The Scary Animatronics in the Scary Horror Attraction that pretends it's not scary when in lore, it's not that at all even remotely, but hey!

Zoom the cameras in as much as possible! Who gives a shit! Artistry? Meaning? Purpose? Utility? Bro, the camera is SCARIER this way! When it makes NO Fucking SENSE!

Hold up, lemme check, lemme compare

Jesus christ they doubled the problem. That's not artistry! That's poor fucking everything! That's not even amateur, amateur implies the possibility of trying! How!? How did anyone think zooming in was a good idea for something already so zoomed in!

All the effort went into showing off how good they are at blender but like dude???? Anyone can make a vase with time, but to make one worth looking at? You FEEL that, and you feel when a vase is from walmart.

Who's the camera for!?!? Who set up a camera to pick up literally nothing!?!?!? WHo!??!?! Why!!??!?! I get it, lore wise blah blah but dude!?!?! Who sets their SECURITY CAMERA to pick up the shoulders of animatronics? Even if you knew they were possessed that camera wouldn't be set up to just pick up nothing! Cmon!

Oh and get this! It's even MORE zoomed in than the original because the original moved left and right a LOT more!

So in ACTUALITY this was how much the camera (rotating) picks up, while the remake is just so fuckin zoomed in the entire back half of Bonnie just doesn't exist!

You can slap as much fog, bloom, textures and polygons as you want, there's a real cartoonish appeal to the original that this version just does not seem to get. I'm kind've impressed how much someone can both miss the point of Fnaf and improve upon literally nothing but the graphical aspects, not even basic artistic aspects, of any piece of media. It's like upresing textures and acting like an artist.

This is like knowing Rage against the Machine is metal and punk but not that it's left wing. If you don't have that soul, that understanding of artistic purpose, it doesn't matter what you based the "upgrade" on, it's as powerful as a line on a paper next to a mona lisa. Be as inspired as you want, it's just a line. Use whatever tools you want. It's always just gonna be a line.

#Fnaf+ #don't wanna be a negative nancy but man #It's so generic #an actual look at a timeline of Fnaf failing #this simply would not have taken off #there's no artistry #freddy's not even fuckable

[effielumiere]

Girl of My Dreams: Chapter 3 - Miss Right in her Converse High

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader / SUGA x Reader

Genre: Romance, Idol AU, Fluff, Angst, Friends to Lovers, Soulmates AU, Age Gap and Drama.

Chapter Warning(s): Cursing. Underage reader in flashbacks (Yoongi is aware). The lyrics are not in order like they are in the song, and the lyrics aren't just Yoongi's parts, they can also reflect Yoongi's thoughts or it just fits with the moment. UNEDITED!

Chapter Legend:

"English words that are said as is and or/ translated from English to Korean"

"Korean words"

>Lyrics<

Word count: 4.8k including lyrics.

A/N: Again, thank you @/doolsetbangtan on twitter for translating the lyrics and explaining every verse and phase of every song by BTS❤️ Please go check out her wordpress blog, she's really cool and her work helped me a lot with writing this series. Grab your tissues... maybe? Also, I let this just flow on it's own... so, confuse hajima? lol Enjoy! Oh btw, it was my first day of work last Friday, so the writing is gonna be a bit slow😅 Sorry, but I'll try my best💜 Next update might be for The Companion, I haven't updated it in almost 3 weeks me finks. Imma stop talking, enjoooyyyy!

Disclaimer: Just a quick reminder that, of course I don't own BTS. And that this story is just an idea of mine, the boys being geniuses they are wrote the songs with a different idea on mind, this is just my wishful thinking on writing lol.

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Present - 2021

"Namjoon-ah,"

"Yes, hyung?"

"Would you bail me out of jail?"

Namjoon stares at me as if I've lost my mind, he's not wrong. It's been years since I've lost my mind, I just keep growing more and more insane.

"What makes you say that hyung?"

>Converse converse i really hate a converse<

"She still wears those god damned shoes," I grunt as I close the car door too hard making Jungkook who was sitting in the back with Hobi whining and complaining about how I shut the door to hard. Namjoon chuckles as he gently closes the passenger door and walks up next to me, "You've been saying that for years, hyung. Fuck, you even wrote a great track out of it."

"I don't know if she's playing dumb with me or if she's just fucking clueless that it's about her," I huff as I watch her run towards an ice cream truck, "It's literally me telling her to wear something aside from those damn shoes, she'd look in something else,"

>On your gorgeous appearance, black sheer tights and stilettos will be good

Yeah, they’ll be too good to be true

But, what will suit you even better are Jordan numbers

Together with your body, it turns me on even more<

"So you did say in the song," Namjoon agrees "Maybe she thinks its just another song of ours,"

"Namjoon-ah," I sighed exasperated "She's probably the only person we know that wears the abomination like they're slippers," he chuckles "I fucking bought her Fila, Jordan, Louis Vuitton, McQueen, Doc Martens and even damn Christian Louboutin stilettos, but I bet she just put them all on the rack like a collector,"

"I saw her wear the Louboutin's," he comments

"Fucking when?" I asked

"On her 21st birthday," he says

"I don't remember seeing her wearing those," I scrunch my nose at him

"Well," he sighs "You both weren't exactly on best terms that year,"

"Oh," I look down at my shoes burying them further in the sand as I remember the moment where I thought was the end of the two of us. I look back at where Y/n was standing in line with other kids and adults wanting to buy ice cream despite the chilly weather, sensing that I was looking at her, she turns to me and through the mask I could tell she was smiling the way her eyes slightly squinted. She points at the truck as her eyebrows shoot up, almost as if she was asking me if I wanted one, I smile with my mask down on my chin as I shake my head. She raises a thumbs up at me and focuses on the truck again as I pull my mask up to cover my face again and turned to Namjoon.

"Not to bother you, but when do you plan on telling her how you feel?" he asks "I mean it's been what? Eight years? Don't you think it's about time you told her that you love her?"

"Soon," I shot back

"You've said that for years now,"

"Ya! It sounds easy but it's really had to do!" he chuckles "I've been trying to tell her in a very non-subtle way with our songs, but all of a sudden she runs around asking me why I never wrote a song about her,"

"She did what now?!" he asks eye widening.

>“If brushed, it’s meant to be. If soaked into, it’s love,” someone said

But perhaps I’ve already been colored by you<

"Wait what? Did I hear you right, hyung?" Hobi asks as he stands next to Namjoon and I, Jungkook joining us and we watch Jimin and Taehyung take pictures of the sunset. We were back at Santa Monica beach after Days one and two of Permission to Dance on stage in LA, it was a mini-break while other were at school or at work during the weekday, we chose a little time out. Namjoon was planning to stay after the concert ends to travel around and visit museums, I decided to tag along as soon as I was done with producing Girl of My Dreams. And I took advantage of this mini-break of ours to visit the beach and hang out with Y/n before I dove back to work, with not just one song, but also Jungkook's upcoming track 'Stay Alive'.

"She asked me a few days ago why I never wrote a song about her after we had a few drinks," I sighed kicking the sand lightly as I walked "I told her she never asked,"

"Wait," Jungkook stopped walking "She doesn't know? She doesn't know that most of the songs you wrote were about her?"

"Especially your parts?" Namjoon asks again eyes wide as saucers

"Sorry, hyung, but we can help but over hear you," Jimin says as he walks up to us "You weren't exactly quiet," he says in a voice only the six of us could hear, Jin hyung was back at the hotel choosing sleep over the beach. I don't blame him, if Y/n wasn't staring at me with puppy eyes I couldn't resist I'd still be in bed. Maybe drag her with me and use her as a pillow just to smell her watermelon scented shampoo and feel her warmth, with her head on my chest.

"It's been eight years, hyung," Taehyung says as he sits next to me on the log we found "When are you going to tell her that you love her?"

"I don't love her," I reply too quickly and when I look up I find my brothers staring at me like I'm the most ridiculous fool on earth,

"No shit," Namjoon says squinting as he pulls up a hand and starts counting tapping on a finger as he goes, "Embarrassed, DNA, Fake Love. Like you haven't displayed your love for her out in the open by showing jealousy, possessiveness, and basically trying to tell her she's your damn soulmate even destiny is pissed off with how you two are acting like children!"

"Namjoon-ah," Hobi gaffaws at how furious Namjoon looks "You forgot I NEED U and telepathy," Hobi says and Namjoon counts those as well

"Oh! Oh! Don't forget my universe, boy with luv and make it right" Taehyung adds

"The truth untold, pied piper" Jimin adds the two songs to the list and they all stare at each other before they said "Seesaw" in unison before laughing.

"Yeah, no shit, you don't love her," Hobi says as he laughs "You even wrote a song about the shoes she always wears because you hate them so much hoping she would get the hint but she didn't because she thought Namjoon wrote it because of a k-drama," making the other members laugh some more. I rub my hands on my face as I watch her walk towards us. Those shoes change colors as years pass for fuck's sake, they're still the same old school, old fashioned high tops.

>Ha don’t you know yet that converse is a fly in the ointment killing your charm

Anyway, don’t wear converse when you meet me

Rather than the stars in that sky, I’d like to see the stars on your shoes<

"Fucking Converse high." I mutter frustrated, stomping my foot on the sand like a child making the other members laugh some more at my actions.

"What happened to you?" Y/n asks as she reaches us "Who stole your candy?"

"No one stole it," Jungkook says as he takes a deep breath "He dropped it,"

"Now that's just devastating, poor kid" she says as she sits next to me, nudging me with her hip as if telling me to move, standing once again when I didn't move.

"Hey! My spot is warm," I playfully complain, not moving from where I was sitting "Sit elsewhere,"

She stares at me as she eats a scoop of her ice cream from the tiny cup, huffs then shrugs before saying "Fine then," and sitting on my lap making the other members laugh loudly, including the staff that joined with us, causing the few people at the beach stare at us.

When the situation finally registered in my brain I wrap my arms around her almost instinctively and pull her close to my chest and I feel her tense up.

"Why so tense?" I ask her and she turns her head to look at me before pulling my mask down, letting it rest below my chin and shoving a spoonful of mint chocolate ice cream in my mouth

"Get your hands off of me Yoongi Min," she warns playfully

"You're the one who got on my lap, woman!" I talk back at her making the other members laugh at my reaction with the sudden intrusion of the flavor of the ice cream.

"You won't fucking move, man!"

"It's fucking cold, woman!" I complain "I need warmth, I'm freezing"

"That's the reason I wanted your seat! My ass is cold!" we raise our voices at each other playfully and the boys watch us like a ping pong match.

"Ah shibal ya!" I exclaim "I'd rather warm your ass with my bare hands than move from my spot!" I yell in satoori as I look at the other members who fall into another round of laughter ringing in the air. I scowl when I see Hobi point his Polaroid camera at us taking a picture of Y/n on my lap smiling like a champion and me looking like I lost the lottery and gone bankrupt.

"You two are crazy," he comments chuckling "Y/n-ssi, you're cold but you're eating ice cream,"

"It's delicious, minty choco~" she says in a small voice, I would've cooed at her cuteness if only Joon didn't start making retching sounds. She eventually relaxes in my arms and gently rests her head on my left shoulder, sitting with both her legs on one side as she ate happily.

She stays like that on my lap for a few more minutes before the other members suggest we leave the beach and head to a Korean grocery to get some familiar food - mostly ramen, before heading back to the hotel. I was at the wine aisle when Y/n walked up to me with a lot of and different bags of flavored seeweed chips. My eyes instantly fall on her converse that she wore for the day and before I could even stop myself, I ended up opening my mouth and the tactless question was asked.

"Why do you wear those fucking things?"

"Huh? What?" she asks "Which one?"

"Converse high," I say nodding my head in her direction "I guess it would be fine to see you wearing the low ones or maybe sneakers with a cute dress on but why the fuck do you wear those high tops all the damn time?"

"Jeez," she says as she slowly places the snacks on the cart "Calm down with the cursing, Yoongi,"

"I'm just asking," I raise my hands as if the surrender "Curiosity,"

"Why the negative feedback on my babies?" she asks pouting "I love my converse,"

"Where are the shoes I bought you?" I ask pouting "the basketball ones, they're high tops too and much more comfortable than those. Why aren't you wearing those?"

"They're back home," she walks to stand beside me looping her arms around mine as I slowly push the cart.

"Why not wear those?" I slightly raise my voice defensively "You look better wearing those than the... usual,"

"But these are my favorite!" she pouts and I pout back at her

"But you said you liked the ones I got you and you said you'd wear them more!" she shuts up and stares at my eyes before sighing and gently rests her head on my once-very-injured-and-untreated-for-years-shoulder.

>I like you, but still, don’t wear converse low<

"I'm sorry, Sugs," she looks up at me with round puppy like eyes "I didn't mean to offend you," she wraps her arms around me and I wrap my left arm around her shoulder, my thumb lazily rubbing her shoulder blade.

"I'll wear them more," she says nuzzling her face on my neck "But why do you hate my Converse so much?" she asks in a small voice

"Promise me you won't be weirded out and that you'd still consider wearing something else that's not... those," I point at her shoes

"I promise," she says hugging me tighter "I promise,"

>More than anything, it’s hard to take them off<

I took a deep breath before saying in a low voice, "You don't look good. I hate them. You look hotter if not sexier in other sneakers or even more in heels. Those things don't do anything with your look, it makes me want to throw em out. they do nothing for your sexy figure,"

She stares at me as I spoke, then she walks out of my arms running away like she was up to no good; looking like a T-rex.

"Oppa!" she calls out "Yoongi is being weird again!"

"Ya!" I call after her as I push the cart and follow her

"Oppa!" she walks behind Namjoon and Hobi, holding the back of their hoodies as she explained what I told her to Joon.

"Why did you run?!" I ask her "You promised!"

"I didn't promise I won't run, Yoongi!"

"But you promised you wouldn't be weirded out!" I exclaimed

"Friends don't call each other sexy or hot, especially not guys to girls,"

"Hey!!! That's where you're wrong, baby," I squint "We're close friends! Close friends! Best friends, baby!" I yell, thrusting my arms in the air with crazy motions along with the words I say.

From the other aisle I hear Jungkook and Jimin's laugh mingle with Taehyung, Hobi and Namjoon's voices and the sound of Y/n's palm hitting her forehead.

>Your converse high

I really really want yo

I really really like yo

I really really need yo<

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"Ever noticed that your rap in Miss Right fits what you want with Y/n?, Yoongi-ya?" Jin asks me as he sat next to me at the hotel's restaurant for breakfast. The other members already sat down and were eating breakfast, I was just waiting for Y/n who was making her way around the food warmers. The hotel's restaurant was closed down with breakfast being delivered to guests rooms, but the management was kind enough to let us and the staff enjoy our meal here along with other businessmen and businesswomen who looked too serious to even notice us.

"Why are you asking all of a sudden, hyung?" I ask as I keep an eye on Y/n .

"I was listening to our old songs last night when i came across Miss Right and heard your rap," Namjoon looks up from his plate to Jin as if he grew another pair of heads like a hydra.

"Oh shit!" he exclaims "He's right! Damn! You two really are soulmates!"

"Keep your voice down, Namjoon-ah!" Jin quietly scolds him and he quickly apologizes before shoving food in his mouth to shut up.

"Soulmates," Jin repeats shaking his head "Armys would be happy to know that Min Yoongi's soulmate has been his muse for years now.

"You mentioned to the others you're gonna tell her soon about the songs and the truth? How?" he asks as I watch her make her way towards the waffle table in her shorts, white t-shirt and those fucking shoes and her dark blue hair down. I throw my head back and internally groaned closing my eyes to avoid the sight of her legs that seemed to go on and on... then you see those abominations that ruin her look.

>Yeah, denim shorts, white t-shirt, and converse high

That makes me wanna party on your body

At the ends of your silky smooth hair, your refreshing hip is singing

A forest-like you shine inside the city, embracing my reality with your unrealistic body

And I want you to be really really real for me<

"The exact same way I've been trying to tell her I love her, but hopefully this time she finally gets it."

"And what if, she doesn't get it?" Namjoon asks me.

>If I lose you, it’s a miss, right? Miss Right? (All Right)

You’re my Miss Right, Miss Right<

"Then I have to find another way, I guess" I shrug making Jin shake his head in disappointment.

"Yoongi-ya!" he groans "It's been almost a decade! When are you going to do it? When are you going to tell her that you love her?! When you're 40?!"

Behind us where Hobi, Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook were sitting Hobi snorts loudly followed by heavy coughing and Jungkook tapping his back.

"You don't find a woman like her every day, hyung," Jungkook says from the seat behind me "You're lucky that she's still around and single. If you don't do something about it you're gonna end up waiting until you're both old and gray, or worse, she's married to someone else."

"It's not to pressure you hyung," Jimin says calmly "It's just a little confidence boost. We know you love her and that you two are obviously meant to be together."

"As a believer in destiny, I believe in the fact that she's it for you" Namjoon says as he drinks his coffee "If she wasn't meant for you, she would still be with that scum bag and she would've stopped being friends with you. Destiny returned her to you when it knew you were ready to be with her. All you had to do was take your steps, unfortunately you only made a few baby steps and didn't take the big step. Or as they call it, leap of faith".

"Don't wait for her to slip away from your fingers, Yoongi," Jin says with a tone of finality "She's right in front of you every day, she learned a new language and culture just to be friends with you,"

"She also moved counties, left a guy and chose your friendship over the asshat," Taehyung points out "If that doesn't

"Leap of faith," Hobi happily says from behind me as I watch her walk towards our table, her plate piled up with different kinds of food. Mainly protein and carbs.

>It must be because you’re different from normal types out there that a woman like you are called the ideal type

You’re like a completed puzzle of my ideal type <

"Buffets fear you, Y/n-ssi" Namjoon says when she sits down beside him.

"It's breakfast, Joonie," she says as she shoves a spoonful of omelette and bacon bits into her mouth followed by a baked potato wedge then continues with her mouth full, "Most important meal of the day!"

"Ya! Manners. Chew your food before you start talking you big baby" I lightly scold her

"Ya!~ Manners.~ Be a gentleman and get me a cup of coffee~ " she shot back adorably with a sting when swallowed her food when she saw me get up eyeing the coffee machine. I hear the other members snort laugh and chuckle as they try to control themselves from laughing too loud at 8am. She was the only woman who had the audacity to not use honorifics with me and I let it pass because I love her, she isn't exactly Korean. But moments like this where she'd act cute but lace it with venom sometimes make me wonder what planet she came from or how in the world did I end up falling in love with a woman who was not only quite similar to me with a combination of all the members various traits, but someone you'd only see in movies or read in books who have such confidence that makes you want to kiss the living shit out of them. And even though that confidence was mostly just around the seven of us and a few of the staff who have been with us for so long, I still loved the little outbursts.

What was only embarrassing about the way she caught me off guard, was I had no comeback so I just stared at her for a minute before shaking my head, making sure she heard me I muttered "You're gonna pay for that, baby" as I went and grabbed two cups of coffee for the two of us, only to be rewarded by a flying kiss and a thank you, with a chuckling Jin. I did say she absorbed a few traits of the other members, didn't I?

>That person who I thought would exist only exist in novels is you

Even I who used to believe that there’s no god was made to believe in god

To me, the goddess is you

That person who I thought would only exist in movies

Oh god, a wind that is led by the weather called you

You’re a flower, and I’m a bee, only going towards you all the time<

"I'm bored" she complains as we sit in the gazebo we found at the park. It wasn't too far from the hotel and the concert venue, but it was far enough to get some peace from the buzz of the staff and the others. I wanted to go alone but I needed inspiration, so I dragged Y/n along with me. She was reading a historical romance novel about an Old Hollywood star and her seven husbands that she said was rumoured to be adapted into a movie some time next year or later.

>Yes you’re my only girl you’re the best to me

I want to know your day, I want to be your sigh

That person who I thought would only exist in movies

Even the weather is perfect, it feels like I’m perfect with you<

"You're reading a book, you can't be that bored," I smiled at her through my face mask "You didn't even spare a glance in my direction the second opened that book and kept reading. Now that you're done with eleven pages, you're telling me you're bored? How?"

She stares at me for a second before sitting up, placing a bookmark before she places the book in between us on the table, "Were you watching me the whole time?"

"Jagiya, how can I not? I'm writing a song and you're in front of me. Naturally, my attention was else where because of my ADHD. You caught my eye, Jagiya..." I muttered the last part

"Did you just call me 'Jagiya'?!" she exclaimed, eyes wide. a new reaction compared to the countless times I playfully called her that, even a far off reaction to almost two weeks ago when I asked her to join us for the tour.

"W-what? N-no," I stuttered "You're hearing things," she squints her eyes at me

"I know what I heard, Yoongi"

"Your ears?" I say as I point at my own "Broken. Your ears are broken.

"And you're gonna be broken if you say it again," she laid back down, book on hand.

"What's wrong if I did call you Jagiya?" I ask as I tread on dangerous waters "Are you dating someone?"

She puts her book down and sits once more "No, I'm not. But, I just think we shouldn't joke around with the endearments anymore, Sugs. What if someone recognizes you and hears us? They might think we're dating and I don't like to put that idea in their heads-"

"What's wrong with us and dating?" I cut her off defensively "Don't you think it's... cool if we, who have been friends for eight years, end up dating?"

"Yoongi, it's just think it's wrong-"

"And I just want to know why you'd think that way?" I slightly raise my voice out of frustration, tossing the notepad that was once on my lap onto the table, "We've been calling each other endearments since 2015! We've been like this since 2015! What's wrong about it now?"

"Yoongi, calm down-"

"I can't calm down when you're saying stuff like that to me!" I naturally slip into satoori during my outburst and it didn't stop there.

"Calm down, Yoongi!" she firmly says "You're being irrational, calm down! All I'm trying to say is that I don't want you to be in trouble for being with someone like me. If they assume we're dating, it's not going to look good for your image,"

"Fuck my image, Y/n-ssi!" I spat out "You say shit like that and I feel like we're back to square one all over again. It's like the Love Yourself tour all over again. For fuck's sake, just tell me if you want me gone because you're seeing someone who yet again wants you away from me" I slip back and forth between the Seoul dialect and Daegu dialect.

"Yoongi, that's not it" she says "I'm not seeing anyone, you're the only one I'm always with"

"Fuck that shit," I scoff "this is exactly what you said to me before the fucking scum bag told me to cut ties with you!"

"Wait what?" she asks

"You fucking heard me!" I got up and grabbed my notepad, song writing long forgotten "The son of a bitch told me that you said you didn't want me around anymore and told me to fuck off. I didn't believe a single shit he said until I saw you run to his arms like some sort of fairy tale happy ending." I stepped out of the gazebo and looked back at her "You looked like you met your fucking prince charming and I looked like the villain when all I was an NPC in a game; programmed to say back, shut up and watch as you walked away from me, and I was left to wonder if I was ever going to see you again when you left with him without even saying goodbye."

I sighed heavily, rubbing my hand over my forehead, "Do you think it was easy to lose someone so close to you? I felt dead inside, Y/n! You, the members, you're all I have. I miss my family back home but you're more prominent than home. He fucking told me to cut ties with you, told me that you hated- no fuck that, he said you loathed me, because I was being weird and clingy all those years and he told me that you asked him to say with him for the night so that I'd stay away from you, and I believed him when I saw you smile at him and kissed him" I raised my hands up as if to motion around me "How do you think my world was huh? Watching you go out of town with him, spend time together like it was a fucking honeymoon, leaving without a trace only to apologize saying you're already back home in your country. What the fuck am I to you, Y/n?!" I ask with tears in my eyes

"Yoongi, I didn't kn-" she tried to say but I cut her off again.

"You what? Don't bother answering. I already know I'm just a friend to you. It's okay." I scoff as I walk away to one of the two cars that went with us to the park. By the time I reached the hotel lobby, I don't even know how our conversation ended up there, but I didn't care. It was all out there now. Now she knew why for two years I avoided her. Those years I did nothing but write about love, pain and heartbreak. Her. It was all about her and for her. And it was for me; younger Min Yoongi who wanted so bad to tell Y/n L/n how he would leave everything behind if he could and all she had to do was say the word.

"Make sure she gets back safe, and join her if she needs to go somewhere," I inform security to inform the other staff "Keep an eye on her please, make sure she's okay and that she doesn't go anywhere alone, I just need sometime alone, I can't see her when I'm like this" our head of security nods as he presses on his ear piece to transmit the message.

"What happened?" Jin and Namjoon asks as they catch what I told our security to do "Where's Y/n? I thought you took her with you?"

"Do you remember what I told you during the Love Yourself Tour about... him?" I ask Namjoon quietly and he nods

"Yeah, why?" he asks

"I told her about it, minus that I've been in love with her for.. a while now." I sighed "I need sometime alone. I'll see you guys later," I wave at them as I walk to the elevator and made my way back to my room, half relieved that a good weight off of my shoulders has been lifted, half mixed emotions of regretting my actions and concern that if I didn't lose her then, I might have led myself into losing her by my own actions.

>I don’t care because I love you

Rather than holding a designer bag, you hold my hand, and rather than getting jealous and envious, you understand my inner character,

I picture our future with you who’s like that

A pair of kids’ sneakers between our matching shoes<

All I wanted was her. And now I've made my situation worse, the thought that I kept asking myself as I went back in my hotel room and got ready for an early bedtime was how do I undo my actions from earlier at the park. No doubt she's probably understood by now how I feel about her, but it was the right thing to do... right?

I mean, she was supposed to be my soulmate. She is my soulmate...

...right?

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[well-its-not-human-anymore]

So this is a personal one for me to ask and if you're not comfortable with it don't mind it; how would the tmnt boys (seperate) react when the reader confesses that they're autistic after the boys got curious when she had some peculiar, behavior or stims. The reader would be stressed, because she has a crush on the tmnt boy in question and she didn't want them to find her weird or just stop interacting with her. When she's met with confusion instead, because the boys never heard of it, cue this weird conversation where reader tells them to the best of her ability what it is and the boys just keep asking questions. Also some general headcannons with it maybe?

Okay so I'm actually really happy that you asked me this because I feel like ASD isn't portrayed a lot in any type of media. My ADD and ASD have a lot of overlap so I hope I can capture what you're asking of me!

Now let's get into it!

TMNT Headcanons

The boys reacting to an autistic reader

Leonardo

he wasn't really sure what was happening the first time you reacted

one minute you were standing next to him doing dishes and the next you were attempting to claw your skin off like an angry cat

Leo tried not to look annoyed as he watched you rub your hands against your shirt until your flesh started to turn red

you looked like you were crying but he knew you weren't

but your face was starting to turn purple and your cheeks were puffy from the effort of holding your breath

"Y/N? You need to breathe."

You shot a glare at him, scathing eyes meeting his now very concerned expression

your own softened and you clutched your arms to your chest, heaving oxygen into your lungs until your face became a normal shade again

"Are you okay?"

The words were stuck in your throat and you weren't sure if you should nod or shake your head

so you gave him a half-hearted shrug

he frowned back at you but turned to finish the dishes on his own

when he questioned you about it later he couldn't help but be curious

"Well actually it's uh- it's kinda a sensory type of thing? There are certain textures that I can't stand touching do I avoid them but if I come into contact by accident my brain just kinda explodes and I shut down."

"How exactly does that work though?"

"I don't really understand it much but like- you know that feeling you get when you think there's a bug on you and there's not but it really really feels like it?"

He nodded

"Yeah, it feels like that. And anytime I touch something that triggers that reaction it takes FOREVER to get the feeling off my skin. That's why I usually wear gloves when I do dishes. Guess I just forgot to grab 'em today."

He was sympathetic

and god, you were so embarrassed

lucky for you, Leo's not an asshole

"Well thank you for explaining it to me, you really freaked me out earlier. I'll talk to April and see if we can keep a pair or two at the lair just in case you forget again."

Consider your heart melted

you couldn't even find the words to thank him and holy shit was your face red

"Hey y/n?"

"Yeah Leo?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me- us that you were autistic?"

Did you rip the band aid off now or make something up? Which would ,technically speaking, be less catastrophic in the long run?

"I uh- I really like you and I really didn't want you or the other's to look at me differently..."

wow, you liked him? miss ma'am you have saved this boy a world of anxiety and damn does he thank you for it

"Thanks for telling me... and y/n? I really like you to."

Awh fuck yeah, best possible execution of band aid-ripping-off ever

Donatello

Donnie wished he could act surprised when you finally told him

he really wanted to, it would've made you feel better for sure

but he sucked at lying and he didn't want to make you feel like he thought you were an idiot

because that was so far from the truth

after going through extensive research on Mikey's behalf when he suspected he had ADHD Donnie had stumbled across many different websites that discussed the symptoms and overlaps between both disorders

to make a long story short, Donnie knew that you had ASD and he was waiting for you to tell him

it would probably come off as rude if he brought it up in conversation right?

he didn't want to risk it

but that didn't stop him from keeping an eye on you and your behaviors

he was a man of science, of course he was going to analyze you

not in a weird way or anything, just as a curious sort of precaution

but the longer you were involved in the turtle's lives the more noticeable your stims and meltdowns got, Donnie did his best to cover for you without making you suspicious of him

eventually he'd come up with something that he hoped would come across as a friendly gesture and wouldn't set you off or scare you away

it was game night at the lair and you, as always, were perched on the arm of the sofa, a large grin plastered on your face

inside your head was exploding but you were masking it pretty well if you do say so yourself

but Donnie was, well... donnie was donnie

so when he noticed you starting to rock a little more visibly he removed his attention from commentating the game and grabbed a pair of headphones from the side table

you were beyond confused when he passed them to you but your face revealed everything

"They're noise cancelling, try them on."

holy shit it was like putting your head underwater, everything was muffled

not in the way normal headphones did, you quite literally couldn't hear anything at all, just a calm amount of nothing

you nearly started crying when you realized that Donnie had figured you out on his own

but you'd never been more relieved about anything in your life

Raphael

he wouldn't admit that he was mesmerized by your presence

you practically radiated calm

his complete opposite

it was his favorite thing about you, because despite your quiet disposition and calming aura you weren't afraid to call him out or rebut any of his insults

this was not something you expected him to appreciate nor was it something you thought would make you catch feelings

but damn if you didn't

he'd been sitting in on yours and Donnie's little experiment for an hour or so now, watching you both exchange quiet whispers and inside jokes that you always seemed to lag on

then you slipped up

not bad, nothing detrimental to the project, just the same mistake that you'd already made ten times over

you might as well have exploded

"Y'N, you just have to move thi-"

"I KNOW DONATELLO. I FUCKING KNOW AND I JUST CAN'T DO THIS BULLSHIT!"

you set everything down gently enough to avoid breaking it before turning and storming out of the lab, waving your hands like they were on fire

Raph and Donnie exchanged a look that sent the larger red turtle following after you

when you calmed yourself down enough to talk you kept your gaze locked on the wall, explaining that you couldn't make eye contact when you were upset

he might not be the smartest brother, but Raph's no dummy, he put those pieces together pretty quickly after you told him that one small detail

he wasn't upset that you didn't tell him and you'd personally never been more relieved

your heart nearly splattered into the stratosphere when you finally gace him your own explanation

"yeah, I like ya too."

you grinned so wide you were sure your face would split open and your entire body rocked side to side with excitement

he thought that was pretty adorable too

And he did stick around to offer a bit of support when you apologized to Donnie for screaming at him

Michaelangelo

to be frank it probably shouldn't have taken so long for Mikey to realize that you were autistic

the similarities between your own personality and his ADHD were so in sight it was near painful

it was his turn to make dinner that night and you'd made sure that you came over early to help him set up, you knew how side-tracked he'd get and you were the poster child for solid routine

what more perfect matchup existed?

trick question, there isn't one

you were on one side of the counter cutting vegetables and he was on the other throwing said vegetables into the mixing pot

the music was at an ungodly level of loud so your only means of communication were screaming over it

"MIKEY."

"WHA?"

"YOU GOT THE-"

"YEAH."

"AND THE-"

"UH HUH."

"COOL, HAVE YOU SEEN THE-"

"TONGS? NO, THE SKEWERS. YEAH, THEY'RE IN THE OTHER DRAWER."

"THANKS."

the two of you went about your previous tasks, thinking nothing of the conversation that had just taken place

at least until you'd begun washing your knife and cutting board

that's when Casey walked in, looking both perturbed and annoyed at the same time

"Alright, which one of you knows telepathy?"

Mikey exchanged a glance with you and you returned it with a raised eyebrow

"The hell you mean brah?"

he looked at the both of you like you were the ones that had grown four extra heads before speaking again

"You literally just had a conversation with like five words and somehow just knew what the other meant? What's up with that?"

you glanced at Mikey again

"Holy shit, did we?"

"I mean, not really. You used your hands."

now all three of you were confused but it quickly became two when Casey shook his head in defeat and left the room

"You know I think he's right."

he blinked first and your staring contest ended

"But you used your hands-"

"I got autism Mikey, one does not simply not use their hands as forms of speech."

"You're-"

"Yep."

was the silence laughing at you? could it do that? it was kinda rude

"Huh, that actually makes sense, that's not mean is it?"

you shook your head no

"You're just me but fast."

Mikey agreed with that, pestered you with a few more questions, and went back about working, as did you, you saw no reason to address it further

but your cheeks burned red

"Yo- Y/N that actually explains why everyone else thinks we're a thing."

you didn't know if you could choke on air or not but you did it anyways

"Are we?"

he gave you his signature grin

"If we are then Raph owes April a hundred bucks."

you returned his smile

"Oh this oughta be good."

I'd like to preface this by apologizing for my near three week absence. Life got crazy and my writer's block hopped on a train, went through a school zone, killed seven pedestrians, and committed tax fraud before tumbling off a cliff never to be seen again.

But on the bright side- I got my SAT scores back and started some scholarship applications. Super happy with that. School's out in a few weeks so I'll be able to write more (hopefully).

Anyways, I hope I got this one down okay. I may have hyper analyzed the request so I might be a little off. But I really enjoyed doing this one and I hope you like it!

-Mars 🌠

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[pipipinyyy]

Explaining why I have added every song in my entire and very long Niragi playlist because I can and because over analyzing him is my passion (I usually update it from time to time but I'll do it with the current songs)

Completely self indulgent post, but I decided to share to feed my fellow Niragi stans (*˙︶˙*)☆*°

This is entirely based on my view of the songs and how I interpret them while thinking about Niragi. I'm aware that most of them have entirely different meanings, this is just for fun :) (Also sorry if my explanations don't make much sense, English is not my first language and I might make mistakes when trying to put my feelings and thoughts into words)

This may contain manga/s2 spoilers

Hayloft-Mother Mother: Vibes

Criminal-Britney Spears: The whole song describes him ("he is a sucker with a gun") and the fandom's obsession ("mama I'm in love with a criminal")

Daddy Issues-The Neighborhood: I feel like he would act like this, using the most vulnerable spots to pick on someone ("cry little girl, nobody does it like you do")

Psycho-Jin Dogg, OVER KILL: Vibes

Riot-Hollywood Undead: He'd definitely start a riot like he did in the 10 of hearts, burning and destroying anything that crosses his path

Bitches-Mindless Self Indulgence: He most likely thinks he's a total fuckboy and popular with girls since he can get almost anything he wants out of scarying people

Baby's on Fire-Die Antwoord: Vibes

Insane in the Brain-Cypress Hill: This man is being consumed by his own way of protecting himself

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing-Set It Off: Based on how he feels towards the people who hurt him in the past ("Listen, mark my words, one day, you will pay" "You've always been a huge piece of shit, if I could kill you, I would" "Karma is gonna come collect your debt")

Death no more-IC3PEAK: Vibes

Gasoline-I Prevail: Sort of similar to Riot, ("So burn it all down, burn it all down, I don't give a fuck")

Toxic-Britney Spears: The whole fandom knows how much of a piece of shit this dude can be, but we still find ourselves liking/enjoying his character (to an extent), a toxic addiction

Nice Guy-GRLwood: As much as I love this man, he'd use the "I'm a nice guy c'mon" card just to fuck. If he wants to, he'll get it, if he doesn't, he'll most likely get mad

Dernière danse-Indila: Vibes

TRRST-IC3PEAK: Mostly vibes, I kinda see this song as how he felt the first time he killed someone on purpose inside the borderlands ("mama they say I'm a terrorist, I did nothing wrong but I got on the blacklist")

Saint Bernard-Lincoln: Vibes

Nowhere To Run-Stegosaurus Rex: Being with him at the Beach would either be ignoring each other completely or a game of tag, no inbetween. If this man wants to kill you, he'll get his fun time out of it as well ("You're gonna die, I'm gonna kill you")

The House of Wolves-Bring Me The Horizon: Based on how he sees life after being consumed by his current mental state ("Show me a sign, show me a reason to give a solitary fuck about your god damn beliefs" "What you call faith, I call a sorry excuse")

Smells Blood-Kensuke Ushio: Vibes

SIU-Maretu: Similar to Daddy Issues, don't expect this man to be a therapist. If he sees anyone crying or panicking in or outside a game, he'd most likely tell them to suck it up, just like this song.

Judgement-Kensuke Ushio: Vibes

MONSTER ENERGY GUN!-KevinKempt: Vibes + He for sure has an energy drink addiction, specially pre-borderlands

HURT-1 800 PAIN: Vibes

Fear Is The Mind Killer-Zheani: Vibes

I Bet on Losing Dogs: Based on how I know Niragi is toxic, and most likely unsaveable of his deteriorating mental state, but I still have him as my biggest comfort character ("I bet on losing dogs, I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place")

Emo Boy-Ayesha Erotica: He's been in an emo phase (and maybe still is), the lyrics are pretty self explanatory, they describe us Niragi simps perfecrly ("come on fuck me emo boy")

Crybaby-Destroy Boys: Vibes

The Fox's Wedding-MASA Works DESIGEN: Vibes

You're a useless child-Kikuo: We don't know much about his past, but judging by the unstoppable bullying he's suffered, his parents didn't care about him, or were straight up absent. He's been insulted by pretty much everyone in his past to the point of believing it and telling those things to himself ("You're a useless child, the most useless child in this world" "Drool in snot, dandruff, shit and piss" "I'm a useless child" "Nobody will save me" "I'm a lonely kid")

Take A Slice-Glass Animals: Vibes

Fighting With The Melody-Jimmy Urine: Vibes

Comics-Caravan Palace: Vibes

Rhinestone Eyes-Gorillaz: Vibes

Butch 4 Butch-Rio Romero: Mostly vibes, sort of how I think the most "peacefull" moments in a relationship with him would feel like, kind of bittersweet feeling

Suki Suki Daisuki-Jun Togawa: Yandere Niragi. If he's interested in someone, he'd go through an obsessive phase, most likely forcing the other person to "love" him. This man is so confused about the feeling of love that he's unable to tell when he loves someone or when he's obsessed with them due to his lack of attention ("Like you, like you, I love you. Say you love me or I'll kill you")

:(-The Garden: Vibes

Kitty City-Cyriak Harris: Vibes

Blood-My Chemical Romance: If Niragi went to a therapist, he'd act like this song, with his signature cocky and sarcastic personality (at least before he gets better) ("I can't control myself because I don't know how" "They can fix me proper with a bit of luck" "I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love")

A Mask of My Own Face-Lemon Demon: He feels like he needs to protect himself or else he will get hurt inside the borderlands by others again. He uses another personality, a completely ruthless one, even if he doesn't like it and hates himself for it, he doesn't see another way to deal with his fear, allowing his "new self" to consume himself. ("I'd wear that mask of my own face" "I look into my eyeholes and what do I see? A handsome motherfucker motherfucking looking back at me")

I'm a Murderer-Freddie Dredd: Mostly vibes ("I'm a motherfucking murderer")

'Cause I'm a Liar-Mcki Robyns-P: He would lie just for fun even in serious situations. If he needs to manipulate someone to survive, he'll do it his way, after all, he doesn't care anymore, he just seeks for excitement. ("Without emotion, without devotion. It's much easier to fake something happy")

I Disagree-Poppy: I don't know exactly how to describe it, but I feel like this is how he sees and feels the world and those around him, feeling misunderstood and going his own way ("If only all of you could see the world I see, then maybe everyone could live in harmony")

Personal Jesus-Mindless Self Indulgence: He has a superiority complex, that's for sure. I don't think he sees himself as a god, but I see him joking about it

Rainbow Factory-GLAZE, WoodenToaster: Vibes

Frontier Psychiatrist-The Avalanches: I kinda see this as Aguni taking the role of Niragi's "father figure" inside the borderlands, realizing he's turning insane and is unable to control him ("That boy needs therapy")

Hate it. Hate it. "JIGAHIDAI!"-WADATAKEAKI Kurage P: Jealousy. I can see it either in a pre-borderland situation where he hates the popular students in school, or inside the borderlands hating both Chishiya and Arisu. Jealousy takes over him constructing a big ego, causing himself to develop his superiority complex ("You see, I hate that popular girl!" "Does she think I don't notice? How she looks at me as if I'm trash" "I want to be praised" "I'm different from you all, I have my own ego! I'm not a side character" "I have zero common sense. I'm special")

Villain-Stella Jang: He knows damn well he's a villain, that's his goal after all, but what if someone took his point of view? wouldn't the villains be all of those who hurted him in the first place? ("We all pretend to be the heroes on the good side, but what if we are the villains on the other")

Violent-carolesdaughter: This is how I view an argument inside a relationship with Niragi. He's used to violence, to cause fear, and getting what he wants, so being in a healthy relationship would require a lot of patience and strenght. While he's getting better and suppressing those violent actions, there will be times where he accidentally uses violence or threatens the other person unintentionally, mostly hurting himself and his partner psychologically. The lyrics change between both points of view ("Don't make me get violent, I want my ring back baby that's a diamond" "She knows I'm a wreck" "I gave you all my trust and I told you just don't break it")

Hey Bunny-Baby Bugs: Based on how I think it would feel to partner up with him inside the borderlands and catching feelings for him while knowing the huge mess he is ("Hey bunny, what's with those evil eyes?" "Hey bunny, what the hell is wrong with us?" "Hey bunny, what if I loose you too? If I become the monster, together we can always be blue")

Kokoronashi-majiko: I'm pretty sure Niragi isn't able to see himself as someone able to love, even if he doesn't want to be alone (just like when he confesses this feeling while fighting with Chishiya and Arisu). If someone truly loved him and was willing to not letting him go, it would hurt. He can't see himself as someone who can love or be loved, so he can't accept the love he's seeking for in case that turns him "weaker" making his true self confront with the protective mean personality he's created. He could learn how to accept it, so he might want the other person to stay in the end, but it wouldn't be easy for him to accept it ("It's awful, I'd rather you destroy my body, tear it to sheds, do as you please" "No matter how much I'm loved by you, my heart is just one" "I don't know this, don't leave me alone")

Nightmare Parade-FAKE TYPE.: Vibes

Slipping Through My Fingers-Meryl Streep, Amanda Seyfried: Niragi seeing himself loosing his young, gentle and caring personality due to his fear, being unable to control what's happening inside, nostalgia and sadness kicking in ("The feeling that I'm loosing her forever" "That funny little girl" "Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture and save it from the funny tricks of time")

Kuroneko No Tango-Pink Martini, The Von Trapps: Vibes

YKWIM?-Yot Club: Him confroting his feelings of loneliness when he's left alone with his thoughts ("It feels like I care too much when I'm alone, oh no")

Romantic Lover-Eyedress: Just appreciating his physical appearance ("She's a killer, I love her features")

Wrecking Ball-Mother Mother: Based on how he sees himself as someone who needs to destroy everything in a way or another in order to be powerful + the fun he has with it ("Call me a reckless wrecking ball" "Let's break it just because we can")

Edge-Rezz: Vibes

Freaks-Surf Curse: Again, confronting feelings when loving someone, but not in such a painful as Kokoronashi ("I need a place to stay where I can cover up my face" "Don't cry, I'm just a freak")

Little Bit-Lykke Li: Vibes

6up 5oh Cop-Out (Pro/Con)-Will Wood and the Tapeworms: Vibes

PHONKY TOWN-PlayaPhonk: Vibes

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE-Måneskin: Freaky time. He would absolutely love this song, definitely his type of thing ("You could be the beauty and I could be the monster" "I wanna touch your body so fucking electric" "I wanna make you hungry, then I wanna feed you")

#BrooklynBloodPop!-SyKo: Vibes

A Cold Freezin' Night-The Books: Vibes

A Pearl-Mitski: My most favorite song to associate with Niragi. Represents his evolution as a character. Creating an scenario where he is loved by someone,he rejects it at first, acting tough ("I don't want your touch") and then proceeds to explain why ("It's just that I fell in love with a war, nobody told me it ended" "it left a pearl in my hand and I roll it around every night just to watch it glow") the war being the borderlands and his new personality, he loved it, but nobody drew a line and it's getting out of hand. The pearl is the feeling of power, the one he has to remember when feeling weak just to feel something. At the end of the song it changes to ("Sorry I can't take your touch"), realizing that he wants love, but he's not able to take it or else he'll become the Niragi from the past

Problematic-Bo Burnham: Him acknowledging his problematic actions but not wanting to apologize because he doesn't feel the need to. He knows he's done bad things but he is going to laugh at it and be a sarcastic mf about it

First Love/Late Spring-Mitski: Similar to Kokoronashi, he wouldn't be able to accept love and how it makes him feel. He would think that he prefers for everyone to hate him and be lonely instead of sacrificing his tougher side. Also talks about how he's grown way too quickly for him to understand feelings properly ("So please hurry leave me, I can't breathe, please don't say you love me" "One word from you and I would jump out of this ledge I'm on baby" "I was so young when I behaved 25, yet now I find I've grown into a tough child"

The Other Side Of Paradise-Glass Animals: Vibes

Bodybag-Chloe Moriondo: How I feel about liking his character, confronting feelings basically ("Don't know if I hate you or if I wanna date you" "I don't wanna like you, I just wanna tie you up, then keep you in a cage and watch you sleep for ages"

Get Into It (Yuh)-Doja Cat: Vibes

Psycho Killer-2005 Remaster- Talking Heads: Vibes

HOT DEMON B!TCHES NEAR U!!!-CORPSE, Night Lovell: Vibes

INFERNO-Sub Urban, Bella Poarch: Again, another song that describes him pretty well ("Baby I'm the reason why hell's so hot" "Terribly like terrible, she's a villain" "Think I'm getting butterflies but it's really something telling me to run away")

Bad Morning-Omori: Vibes

Trouble Brewing: Vibes

Dueles Tan Bien-Bruses: Another song about my confronting feelings with this man ("You know what? You taste better than alcohol to me. You know that and you've got control" "Because you hurt, and you hurt so good that I don't know what to do")

And that's it!! This took me the whole day to write but it makes me very happy to be able to share it :)

I've you've read the entire thing, hope you enjoyed the character analysis! ლ(◞‿◟ლ)

#Spotify #imawa no kuni no alice #alice in borderland #alice in borderland netflix #niragi #niragi suguru #suguru niragi #character playlist #aib niragi #aib #overanalyzing niragi is my favorite hobby

[akaluan]

An AU where everyone has wings but they're hidden unless willingly shown. Most people leave them out with pride, but some hide them away. Because each feather is a thought someone has had about you where they were thinking of nothing but you, and to some, this is a beautiful experience.

For Kisuke, his wings have screamed of Aizen's obsession for a century, and he had learned how to consciously turn his own thoughts away from adding feathers to others. Because the idea of Aizen wearing his thoughts was nauseating.

And then he met Erich.

((Okay, so there's definitely going to be more of this, but it'll come Later (TM) bc right now I just want to get something written for things and posted XD Hope this suits!))

(Warnings for Kisuke's anxiety and the whole apology-after-SS-arc thing)

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Kisuke hid a smile behind his fan as he watched the teens tumble from the gate into midair, their panicked and confused shouts both hilarious and reassuring—

(They’d survived.)

(They’d survived, they’d survived, they’d survived…!)

—especially as they were caught in a rug and batted towards Tessai who spilled them out atop Kisuke’s flying carpet. He needed to apologize to them all — especially to Kurosaki — but in this brief, wonderful moment he could simply watch and enjoy.

Movement from the gate made Kisuke jerk back around, staring up at the stranger who strode from the closing gate and then stood there, his sharp eyes scanning the scene and one corner of his mouth quirking up into an amused smile. His gaze caught on Kisuke and his head tilted slightly, amusement fading and stance shifting into something watchful-wary-thoughtful as his wings flared slightly to make him look bigger.

Kisuke swallowed at the sight, at the sheer array of colors on the man’s wings, a patchwork quilt of bright-beautiful-loving thoughts laid bare for the world to see. His primary feathers were alternating sky and midnight blue, marbled with threads of copper and gold, and the rest of his feathers were equally bright, equally distinct, proof of how many people thought of him — thought well of him — in his life.

(Unlike his own wings.)

(No, don’t think about it.)

The man abruptly twitched, right wing spreading slightly more as the man cast a glance at it, and Kisuke froze at the sight of a feather turning sunshine yellow right in front of his eyes.

(No, oh no, he hadn’t meant to—)

(Damn!)

Kisuke yanked his thoughts back in line. Buried his admiration of the man’s wings deep-deep-deep into the midst of a jumble of thoughts-calculations-plans where it couldn’t stain the man’s beautiful wings.

(No one needed his thoughts directed only at them!)

“Ah, Rerugen-san!” Inoue said cheerfully as soon as she got to her feet and waved at the man overhead. “Come down and meet Urahara-san and the others! They’re the ones that helped us get into Soul Society so we could save Rukia-chan.”

The man nodded slowly and folded his wings, then appeared next to Ishida in a burst in hirenkyaku that Kisuke had to strain to follow.

(A Quincy soul?)

(Fascinating.)

“Maa, find a new friend in Soul Society?” Kisuke asked, trying to figure out how and why the Quincy soul had followed the teens home. The man wasn’t wearing Shinigami garb so he probably wasn’t part of the Gotei Thirteen, but how, then, had he convinced the Shinigami to let him follow the teens back to the Living World?

Ishida shrugged and looked away, his shoulders hunching a bit as he tucked himself closer to Rerugen’s side. “Something like that,” he muttered as Rerugen’s wing partially spread to wrap around him in a protective gesture.

“Rerugen-san is going to teach Ishida-kun!” Inoue announced with a bright-sharp-pointed smile, and Kisuke couldn’t help but admire the technique. She was a bit rough at it, but… well, she was still young and didn’t have quite the… incentive… to do well at it that Kisuke’d had at her age.

(Perhaps he should keep an eye on her, give the occasional bit of advice on how to get her way without seeming to do so.)

(She seemed like she’d be good at it.)

“Is that so?” Kisuke tapped the edge of his fan against his chin as he examined Rerugen again: a warrior for sure, and clearly protective over Ishida—

Kisuke suppressed a frown as he turned his attention to Ishida, trying to figure out exactly why something felt off about the teen. Ishida had always been clever-controlled-certain, but… his lack of presence didn’t feel like control. Especially not next to Rerugen’s own control, so strong that Kisuke could only sense the barest edge of presence from him.

(What had happened in Soul Society?)

(He had hoped…)

(Well, one more thing for him to apologize for, it appeared.)

“It is,” Rerugen answered firmly, his attention fixed on Kisuke, and—

Kisuke tried not to shiver as he felt the tell-tale brush of someone’s thoughts running down his spine and into his right wing, already bracing for the dirty-oily-clinging sensation that Aizen’s obsession always left behind, but… it didn’t come. Instead, it felt like cool water across his back, sluicing away the memory and making his hidden wings feel slightly lighter.

He resisted the urge to reveal his wings, no matter how much he wanted to see what had changed; he refused to let the teens see his wings, refused to show a complete stranger that someone was obsessed with him.

(He’d just have to wait until he was safe in his lab to see.)

(He could wait that long.)

Kisuke took a careful breath, shunted his thoughts aside, and turned his attention to the teens in front of him. They deserved an apology for all he’d forced them through, especially Kurosaki, and he wasn’t going to let a stranger’s presence deter him from doing so.

He went to his knees and leaned forward, head bowed and hat pressed to his chest, and announced, “I’m really… really sorry for… everything.”

Shocked silence met his words, but he forced himself to remain in place, not wanting to face the looks the teens were likely giving him. Sensation rippled down his spine and spread to his hidden wings, proof that he had everyone’s attention, and he swallowed. Squeezed his eyes shut. Knew he’d be spending the night in his lab, obsessing over whatever he could sense from his new feathers.

(He deserved this.)

(He deserved it, he deserved it, he deserved it.)

(He did.)

Kisuke braced himself as Kurosaki’s reiatsu roared to life and the teen stalked forward, uncertain what was to come but knowing he wouldn’t protest whatever the teen chose to do.

“Don’t do that,” Kurosaki growled as he stood over Kisuke. “Don’t bow to me,” he insisted when Kisuke didn’t move. “You did what you could to help us, and we all knew something was up beyond the obvious.”

“You could have died,” Kisuke tried, still not looking up. “I sent you into dangerous territory with little explanation or preparation. I lied to you, led you right into a trap—”

Pain exploded across his cheek, the shock making him jerk to the side and drop his hat. He reached up to touch his stinging cheek with one trembling hand, mind trying to piece together what had happened.

(Kurosaki had… slapped him?)

(That was… less than he’d expected to happen.)

“Done trying to make everything about you?” Kurosaki asked sharply. “We knew what we were getting into,” he said, then huffed when Kisuke made a noise of protest and added, “Okay, we didn’t know exactly what we were getting into, but we knew it was worse than you were making it sound. We’re not ignorant kids, Hat’n’Clogs, we know when things smell rotten.” He clicked his tongue and took a step closer, nudging Kisuke’s side lightly with his leg. “I can’t control how you feel about what you did,” he said more softly than before, “but I can say that none of us blame you. And if you’re apologizing about it, then you probably feel shitty enough to not do it again, right?”

Kisuke swallowed at the forgiveness in Kurosaki’s tone and words. “I can’t promise to always tell you everything—”

“Tch, I wasn’t asking for you to do that,” Kurosaki grumbled as he knelt in front of Kisuke and poked his shoulder. “I don’t want everything,” he said firmly. “I want you to promise that next time something like this happens, you’ll lay out the dangers and your suspicions. And if there’s something you can’t tell us, just say that. We won’t be offended.”

“Maa, if you say so,” Kisuke said as he lifted his head enough to eye Kurosaki warily, wondering exactly how long that permissiveness would remain. Eventually the teen would get tired of Kisuke’s everything, just like everyone else did: Tessai and Yoruichi were the exception, not the rule, after all.

“I do,” Kurosaki said, a stubborn cast to his features that surprised Kisuke not at all. The teen truly was Masaki’s child.

Kisuke gave him a shallow nod and said, “Then I will do my best to do so.”

“Good.” Kurosaki settled back on his heels, a pleased air about him. “Thank you, Hat’n’Clogs.”

Kisuke huffs a laugh and straightens up a bit, fidgeting with his hat and doing his best not to rub at his still stinging cheek. “Well, I suppose if no one else wishes to add anything—” he paused and cast a wary glance over the rest of the teens, waiting for someone, anyone, to speak up. But no one did, not even Rerugen, despite the man watching him intently.

The moment their eyes met, another brush of clear water sensation slid down his spine and settled into his wings, making Kisuke twitch at the unexpectedness of it all.

(Oh, that wasn’t good, that wasn’t good at all.)

(No one thought kind things about him after watching him apologize.)

“Ah, well, as I was saying!” Kisuke continued with as much cheer as he could, flashing a smile at all the teens to mask his growing discomfort. “If no one has anything else to add, then I suppose it’s time to head home!”

(The sooner he could tuck himself away in his lab, the better.)

(He needed to see, needed to know—)

(Just a little longer.)

(He could wait.)

(He could.)

#replies #prompt fill #cherfleur #erich/kisuke #wingfic

[spectrumed]

8. book

I decided to start writing a book. A novel, it’s going to be fiction. It’s a big project. I dread big projects. I don’t feel as if I am ever able to complete them. It’s going to be left unfinished, why do I even bother? So many projects that I’ve started and never finished. I get an idea, then I can’t make myself do the actual work to make it a reality. Why do I think I can write a book when I can barely read books without becoming distracted and doing something else instead? I give up too easily. But, then again, do I really have it in me to produce something that is good? That people would want to read? Insecurity creeps in, telling me that I will fail. I fear failure. Of course I do, who doesn’t? Whenever people say that their greatest fear is failure, all I wonder is who out there is not afraid of failure? Is there someone out there with so much confidence that they absolutely do not in any way fear failure? Even narcissists technically fear failure, it is what leads them to such ridiculous overcompensation, putting on the facade of bravado to mask their actual dire sense of insecurity. Do not fall for the scams, no person is truly without self-doubt. (Well, I guess maybe psychopaths, but there’s a whole lot of things amiss with them.)

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve entertained myself by coming up with stories, fictional universes that I would populate with characters of my own invention. When I was a kid, what I really wanted was to become a comic book writer and artist. Well, in between other gigs I imagined would suit me, including at one point wanting to be a “singing farmer,” as I put it. Still, I’ve always returned to fiction and storytelling. There’s something about creating a world that lets you so fully distract yourself from all the stressful daily hullabaloo that goes on around you. Escapism, it’s fun, it’s therapeutic, I think. There’s a reason why humans have been telling each other stories for millennia, since even before we lived in houses. Back when we were all huddled around the fire, wearing our best comfortable animal furs, sharing tales of the hunt. Your uncle who once took part in killing a mammoth, the impressive beast nearly gorging him with its big tusks. How clever he was when he noticed that the mammoth had one leg weaker than the others, and used that to his advantage. How the entire hunting party banded together to bring the behemoth down, getting all that meat to feed their families with for months! Stories make you feel good. Like as if you have something to celebrate, even when you might be starving due to the more recent hunts not having gone as well. Damn that saber-tooth tiger that killed your uncle…

Storytelling is linked to acting. Both with acting and with storytelling you have to commit. Whatever you are doing, whatever role you are performing, you have to sell it. You may be on stage talking about that time you went scuba diving with your future wife, and how you encountered an oyster with the most magnificent pearl inside, and how you made a ring for the pearl and used it when you proposed to her. You have to sell it. You have to get the audience laughing, gasping, crying, going “aww,” feeling as if they were there with you that day. Of course, they don’t know it is all just lies. You made it up. It’s all fiction. But you committed, so they won’t ever know. Storytelling is a gift to others, people will appreciate you if you tell good stories, but you’re also kinda deviant. Even if it’s technically based on a true story, you’ve certainly added your embellishments. You’re a trickster, a devious individual. No wonder actors have historically been seen as dubious folks. They come into town, romances all the young women and men, telling them big tales of their lives on the road, and they can’t possibly know if you are telling the truth or not. You may just be lying. You probably are lying. Let’s be honest, you’ve probably not told a single true thing in your life.

I am bad at the hustle. No, I can talk quite well, and I can keep people’s attention for a long while. But I can’t be a huckster. Going out there, putting myself on the line hoping people will swallow my bullshit. I can’t really avoid speaking from my heart when I do speak. Or when I write, as I happen to be doing now. This blog has so far been thoroughly candid in places, in such a way I may come across like I’m at a confessional. Not that I have much evil to confess, but I can’t help but be transparent. I can’t flip into different kinds of personalities, each with its own schemes and plots, being some master manipulator, someone who you can never figure out what they're truly up to, or what they truly want. No, what I am is clearly written on my face. I’ve got one self, and it is the one before you. He’s hairy, and tall, and a bit of a dork. I am happy to talk to you, to engage with you, but I won’t be anyone but myself. I am me. I hope that’ll do.

Of course you are familiar with all those pick-up artists that plagues the internet. Or well, not just the internet. Go into any old-fashioned bookstore (where they store books on paper, not in digital code,) and you are bound to find some sleazy book written by a sleazy guy about how to sleazily seduce women. Those books don’t want you acting like me. According to them, seduction is all about manipulation. To figure out the very right thing to say to get women to fawn all over you. They don’t want you to be sincere, telling the truth as you see it. Nah, you gotta keep that stuff bottled up, deep down inside your soul, because most likely, your true self is ugly. It’s interesting how you can get little details from these pick-up artists depending on the sort of things they say, the tips they provide. The fact that all of them seem to harbour this festering misogyny is no big surprise, but every so often, you get these little glimpses of these people’s true worldview, one where power is everything, true love is a fallacy, and happiness is a lie manufactured by Hollywood to make us all into docile consumers. No wonder the “red-pill” so often leads to people taking the “black-pill.” First hucksters will lure you in, telling you that they’ve got the secret as to how to be a success, then when they’ve got you isolated, they reveal to you how truly misanthropic and bleak their actual beliefs are.

I am fascinated with cults, for much of the same reason why I am fascinated with storytelling. What is a cult leader if not just a great storyteller? They’re something like the modern day shaman, capable of spellbinding people with their weird idiosyncratic way of speaking. High-functioning people with autism are often said to have an idiosyncratic way of speaking. No, I am not suggesting that cult leaders are all somewhere on the spectrum, though it wouldn’t surprise me if some famous cult leaders did turn out to have been on the spectrum. However, for an autistic person to become a cult leader, I think they would have to be a true believer, and not some fraud just looking to scam others. Ultimately, no autistic person would want to surround themselves with people unless they truly do believe it is essential, to like, save mankind from damnation or something. It’s the difference between sincerity and insincerity. It is difficult for autistic people to be insincere, as insincerity requires a lot of social skills that autistic people struggle with. Having to juggle all these balls in the air, making sure you keep the big lie going, that you remember to change your behaviour depending on who you are speaking to in order to keep them from figuring out that you’re a bullshitter. Hollow people are great at being insincere. People like L. Ron Hubbard, the founder of the highly profitable cult that is Scientology, was at his core a hollow individual. He had no problems twisting the minds of the people around him, because he never felt a need to be sincere. If an autistic person were to become a cult leader, I can guarantee you that it wouldn’t be a profitable cult. Nah, autistic people aren’t in it for the money, we’re all about keeping it real.

Being a sincere person, surely I should be able to write a novel and make it feel earnest. Like it was delivered with passion, because I wouldn’t be able to write anything that wasn’t true to myself. Well, I do hope so. Having something I’ve made be referred to as genuine is something I see as a great compliment. I’m a student of art history, I’ve made some “serious” art before, I know how terrible art can be when it is not delivered with good faith. Sure, some art is cynical, or ironic, but even then, it tends to come from a real place. Good artists, even when they’re fully armed with the dada mindset, must believe in what they are doing. Whether they are doing it for a laugh or not, that’s irrelevant. Even if all you wish is to be silly and make something that is comical, you have to believe in what you are creating. Or else people won’t bother engaging with it. Why look at a painting by someone who is just interested in making money? Insincere artists do exist, and they can end up becoming quite successful, but ultimately, history won’t be kind to them. Damien Hirst comes to mind, heard he's into NFTs now.

Sure, I don’t like insincere people. Does that make me a bigot? Like, it’s not as if they can help themselves. It’s just who they are, spineless maggots with no soul. It doesn’t mean we have to hate them. No, no, no... I am just generalising. Don’t go thinking there’s just two kinds of people in the world, the sincere and the insincere. It’s not a binary. Most people are both, just like with introverts and extroverts, humans are complex. But there are definitely those that decide to feed into their insincere side, realising that it is often the key to success. Through insincerity, you learn to let go of self-doubt, you stop worrying so much about what others think of you, because you are never truly yourself. If they hate you, then so what? They don’t actually hate you, they just hate a role that you are playing. So what if you seduced that woman, made her feel as if you were the perfect match, then you ghosted her and completely forgot about her? It’s her fault for falling for your tricks. You were clearly just playing the game, being a super-seducer, she should have known better. By embracing insincerity, it’s like gaining a superpower. No longer do you have to care about the impact you have on others, no longer do you have to worry about what it means to be a social human being making choices that affect the others around you. Because you’re not the person they think you are. Actually, you’re not quite sure you’re the person you think you are… Who are you?

I’ve got the plot all laid out in my head for the novel. It’s going to be based in the fantasy world that I’ve been working on for the last few years. I’ve been working on this world for almost half a decade now, come to think of it. Why do I keep feeling as if I am never able to keep to a project, when I’ve clearly been working on a massive project all this time? Sure, it’s all just in my head, but it’s not as if most people have the kind of patience to keep going back to a single big project, even if it is just in their head. Not once, while thinking about my fantasy world have I been distracted and started thinking about cute puppies, instead. And you know how difficult that is. Maybe I am too hard on myself. Maybe I will finish this book, and maybe people will want to read it. Maybe it will even get a minimal number of angry reviews, like, I may get a book published without some folks trying to harass me into committing suicide for daring to think I can write. Some people may even be enthusiastic, blowing up my ego with great praise. Maybe someone will come along and tell me that they want to buy the rights to make my book into a movie or a television series. Maybe I will get rich? Maybe I will get famous! Woo! Success here I come!

Well, no, here I go being insincere. That’s not what it’s about. I should be writing this book because I want to write it. Because I want to prove to myself that I am able to write it. Sure, it’s not as if there’s not a little brain goblin inside my mind whispering sweet nothings about how one day I might turn out a real respected author. One with real fans that gets to do big book tours talking about how brilliant I am, how brilliant my work is, and how brilliant things are going for me. I am not going to pretend I don’t have the same aspirations for success that others have. Inside of me you will find the same greedy piglet of an ego hungry for more adoration and more validation that you will find in any person. Humans don’t know when to quit, we always want more. But I am at least safe knowing that I will never debase myself, descending to the same depths as those inhabited by soulless grifters who go through life abusing the trust of others in order to get by. I’m sincere, in the end. I always turn out sincere, in the end. I am a good boy.

And I am also really sexy. I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before on this blog, but I am really, REALLY, sexy. Like, you wouldn’t believe it. Oh, I am so hot. And if you follow and subscribe and hit that bell, I will teach you how you can be just as sexy as I am! And buy my book! And my merch! And my new single! And of course, my new cryptocurrency, by the name of “autism-coin.” It’s going to be a real success on 4chan, let me tell ya!

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Pro heroes Katsuki , Deku, Kiri trending on Twitter after posting a video of them and their s/o doing the baby mama dance how they react and

A/N: Thank you for the request! since you didn’t specify if you wanted a scenario or headcanons, i’ll do headcanons since they're easier for me to write, hope thats okay!

also i have a todoroki oneshot in the works, so stay tuned for that!

Kirishima Eijirou

Kirishima was probably the one to bring up the dance in the first place. A toothy grin stretched his face as he leaped over the back of the couch, where you’d been enjoying a quaint read, a dainty hand caressing your engorged stomach. His hand snatching the book right out from your grasp, he didn’t give you a chance to respond before he practically shoved his phone in your face. An eyebrow raised skeptically at his antics, shifting your gaze to the screen in front of you. 

“Eiji, what’s this...?” He explained the challenge, his sharky smile only widening the further he explained. You were a little hesitant at first, and as you were about to voice your apprehension, your eyes caught sight of his smile, childlike and boyish. Fuck. How could you say no to that?

You spent a good half an hour trying to get the dance moves right, Eijirou cheering you on while fucking up his own moves. 

Kirishima can’t dance to save his life. You can’t convince me otherwise. But did that stop him? Nope.

He adjusted the camera on make-shift tripod, consisting of boxes and other random objects. he started the timer and you two began busting out moves, Eijirou still lacking all the skill needed for this exercise, his moves choppy and uncoordinated, though his enthusiasm made up for his amateurism. The precious grin adorning his face made you glad you took him up on his offer.

By the end of the routine, both of you were left panting for oxygen. He heaved a breathless chuckle before pulling you into his grip from behind, his large hands gingerly stroking your tummy, his lips pressed lovingly to your cheek. With his signature million watt smile ever present on his face, he sighed out words of tranquil, “Thanks for doing this, babe,” he pressed another exaggerated kiss to your face.

The video was posted on his official Twitter, right before you went to bed.

The next morning, no words could articulate the sheer affection you felt bubbling up in your chest when you opened your eyes to the sight of Eijirou’s pure jubilation. Just the look of unbridled happiness on his face made you fall head over heels for him all over again. While you were busy ogling him, his own heart accelerated with uninhibited pride and love as his eyes scanned the screen in his hands.

Kirishima loved to show you off, how could he not? you were amazing in every sense of the word, and you were all his, to love and to cherish. So you can only imagine the utter joy he felt when he saw #TinyRiot trending on twitter.

He skimmed through the countless replies and comments of people congratulating the couple and clowning on his less than impressive choreography, some were from his coworkers, some were from his fans, he replied to them as best as he could with delight radiating off of him. He continued going through his mentions until he eventually felt the heated stare on his face. Turning to his side, he finally met your eyes, your rounded figure peacefully nestled beside him on the bed, your stare so full with love and mirth it made his chest tighten, almost suffocating him.

Kirishima has always been good with words, and people in general but in that moment no matter how hard he tried to speak nothing would come out of his mouth, captivated by your adoring gaze. You looked at him like he was your entire universe. And he couldn’t handle that, the feeling building in his gut becoming too much for him.

 He had to let it out, less he spontaneously combust. Since he knew his voice would fail him if he tried to speak, he settled for pulling you in for a passionate kiss, hoping it would convey all the words he couldn’t say.

Midoriya Izuku

When you first approached him with the idea he had been a bit apprehensive. Don’t get him wrong, heaven knows he’d do anything to keep you content. But being in the position he was in, Izuku was painfully, sadly aware of the target put on not only his back, but his family as well. 

He didn’t want to expose you and his child to the danger that came with his blinding spotlight.

Izuku wears his heart on his sleeve. No matter how hard he tried to mask it, the boy was an open book, so you could immediately sense the reluctance on his face when you mentioned posting the video online.

You knew of the complications that came with dating a Pro-hero, the number one Pro-hero, so you were perfectly understanding of his hesitance and didn’t push it further. Though you couldn’t help the disappointment that flooded your features either.

The look of mild discontent on your face didn’t sit well with him, his conscious already conquered by guilt. As his green irises descended onto your pregnant belly, something in him snapped.

He wanted to provide his unborn son with a normal childhood, well as normal as someone like him could. And he wouldn’t be able to do that if he kept barring his family from enjoying the simple delicacies of life in fear of getting them hurt. He was a hero, for god’s sake! The arrival of a new addition in his tight-knit family only meant that he’d have to work harder to forge the perfect world for them, for his son.

His habit of mumbling his thoughts had you fully aware of the dilemma going on in his head, and you knew if you didn’t stop him now nothing else would. His forehead was flicked by dainty, soft fingers, snapping him out of his trance, “It’s fine, ‘Zuku, don’t worry about it.” too late, he’d already made up his mind.

Now with his previous dread thrown out the window, he grabbed your hands and hopped off the couch where he’d been previously watching some All Might docuseries, a determined look in his wide verdant eyes.

You spent a good hour practicing the moves, Deku was holding up just fine, the dance classes he’d taken with Mina during the Cultural Festival doing a good number on him. With enough effort and unrelenting obstinacy, he’d mastered the routine in record time. Now with the camera set up, it was time to preform.The whole dance, a gentle twinkle lit up his face, he truly couldn’t be more content watching you dance your heart out without a care. 

The clip was posted, and you two were off to prepare dinner, ignorant to the fucking storm of notifications blowing his phone up. 

Now hear me out; Deku absolutely fanboys over All Might in interviews or in public. His fans had already noticed the striking similarities between their quirks and they were well aware of his love of the retired Pro, so he was dubbed “All Might Jr.” His heart almost went into cardiac arrest when he saw #SmallMight trending on Twitter. Poor boy had just finished washing the dishes, he went to check his phone only for all colour to leave his face before he was red as a damn tomato.

You peered over his shoulder to see what had gotten him so flustered only to bring your fist to your mouth in a fruitless attempt at silencing your fit of giggles.

Now as blissful as it was to have a combination of his fans and colleagues (who had already known about the pregnancy) congratulating him, he knew it wouldn’t take long for the media to scrutinise his decision, bringing unwanted discourse into his personal life. But he was more than ready for that, after all, he had vowed to himself that he would protect you and his child, whether from villains or from mainstream media, he would let you both live your lives without any inhibitions.

Bakugo Katsuki  

Katsuki flat out refused when you initially asked him. Which was to be expected. Katsuki is private person when it comes to personal matters, you literally had to beg him to tell your friends about the pregnancy (honestly you were about ready to pull up a PowerPoint presentation on why Friends Matter and They Deserve to Know Important News™) 

The rejection didn’t stop you from nagging him about it though. 

He was in a similar situation to Deku, being the number two Pro-hero and the symbol of victory shined a light on him, for better or worse, he didn’t want to expose you and his daughter to the dark facets of his career. That and he did think it was stupid. He didn’t understand the appeal of sharing something so special with the general public, it was your private lives dammit! 

“Why do you wanna do it so bad?” it was a valid question, though phrased with overbearing aggression, he was getting fed up with your persistence. He immediately dialed down his abrasiveness when you flinched, your gaze descending to the floor, your hormones making you more susceptible to his harsh mannerisms.

“I just thought it would be cute to do...” Your voice trailed off, and his mind berated him as he watched your bottom lip quiver. He just couldn’t resist you, could he?

Eventually, he gave in, but he made it a point to spend as little time as humanly possible on the dance. Which was honestly very easy for him, the guy is a natural at almost everything, fucking figures he can dance. It made you a bit jealous how good he effortlessly was.

Bakugo did nothing half-assed, this was no exception. As the routine progressed, he loosened up more, almost enjoying the exercise, wouldn’t admit it though, he’s very adamant about making this seem like a chore even though he relished in that bright smile of yours. Tsundere headass.

The recording went by without a hitch, Katsuki putting his all into the choreography and slipping you a few gentle caresses here and there. Overall, the cheeky grin on your face made it worth the trouble.

He spurned posting the video on his account, so it ended up being posted on yours, you had a decent following and in minutes the #MiniSplosion was trending. 

Even he couldn’t deny the wave of pride that puffed up his chest, reading the influx of comments bleeding in. He loved showing you off, but his position made it damn near impossible to do that. He wanted to protect you, he figured after this he’d just have to work harder to keep his family safe.

You totally teased him about being a softie on the inside, but you didn’t push it too much, not wanting to tarnish the mood. He’d reply back with some empty remark but the soft tug at his lips, the tenderness in his stare and absence of his usual frown betrayed him, god he was such a sap for you. Pulling you in for an abnormally sweet peck, vastly different from his usual ferocious, passion filled kisses, he flicked your forehead and muttered, “You happy now?”

The surmounting adoration in his heart partially scared him, he couldn’t believe he fell that hard for someone. Yet he wouldn’t have it any other way, he couldn’t even imagine the idea of being without you, without his daughter. He was lucky to land himself such a strong, patient and kind partner, one that would stick it out with him through the end, and now he was undoubtedly going to flaunt it.

@Ground_Zero: My babygirls <3

...

Let’s just say it didn’t take long for #SoftGroundZero to go viral too.

#kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #kirishima headcanons #midoriya headcanons #bakugo headcanons

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Bloodlines: Vampire! Dick Grayson X Reader 4/4 Finale

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Y/n stared stunned at who was at the window he climbed inside the bedroom, Dick was staring at her belly trying figure out how to words, While the h/c did the first thing that she vowed to do if he ever came within three feet of her. "N/n--..." before he could even get it out she punched Dick Grayson right in his pretty boy face, he fell to floor clutching his jaw stunned at how strong her punch was and that she managed to knock him off his feet.

Till he noticed the glowing red eyes, heavy breathing and how she was clutching her stomach and realized it was the baby's doing. He's heard about how dhampire children would protect their human mothers while they're pregnant by lending them their power for brief periods time, But only if the mother was in a situation where she feels like she's being threatened in anyway, Dick felt his heart breaking thinking Y/n and his unborn child saw him as a threat.

"I deserved that."

"You ass! do you like playing with my feelings?!"

"It's not like that...Y/n I'm sorry!"

"Sorry doesn't cut it Dick! you left! you just...*urhg*"

Y/n's face went pale she threw her hand over her mouth and ran to Dick's bathroom so her face can make friends with ye' old porcelain throne, with the baby's power heightening her senses she felt Dick's presence move around the room to the bathroom, he crouched down and held back her hair while rubbing circles on her back. The h/c sobbed when she finished heaving Dick pick her up off the floor and placed her on the bathroom counter he turned on the sink and gave her cup of water.

The e/c was still crying as she rinsed out her mouth and drank the rest of the water. "I know, I fucked up royally." He ran a hand through his hair "I shouldn't have left, I should've talked to you instead of running away." He went from her tear stained face the down to her belly he could hear the frantic little heartbeat they created. "And then Tim sent me some of your blood...it tasted off," His lips quivered Y/n noticed the bags under his eyes and how he was restraining himself. 

"I thought..." Y/n gasped suddenly cutting him off causing the blue eyed vampire stand up straighter. "What is it?!" Dick asked frantically scanning her features for any pain or discomfort, the h/c rubbed her belly and sniffled "they're moving." she grabbed a roll of toilet paper and used a few sheets to wipe her eyes her while taking a few shaky breaths.

Dick was confused the moms he's seen on TV or real life are usually happy when something like that happens. "Isn't that good?" He asked resisting the urge reach out feel his..their child kick. Y/n sniffled "You don't get it, six months, they don't move." She took a breath "now you show up and they're flipping around like.. like.." Dick cut the e/c girl off.

"An acrobat?.." He joked then coughed immediately regretting that, Y/n sent him a look that chilled his insides. "I'm going back to bed.." She huffed and went to climb off the counter Dick went help her but, paused when he noticed her scarred hand. he took her hand pulled up her sleeve up and examined the scars these were defense wounds...

Dick eyes went red a growled rumbled from his throat his teeth elongated into a snarl someone attacked Y/n...his mate... his pregnant mate?! "Where's Bruce?" he hissed Y/n flinched at his tone a pulled her arm away from him. "It wasn't his fault..He told me stay in her--" Dick punched the mirror out causing the pregnant woman gasp and cover her belly, that seemed to bring him out of it partially.

"I'm sorry... I trusted him to protect you and he let someone attack you." He growled bringing his cut up hand to his mouth and started lapping up his blood, but froze when he saw the familiar hunger in Y/n's eyes or rather their child's hunger, Dick brought his bloody hand up to her lips "go on N/n..." he coaxed rage slowly simmering away and being replaced with paternal instinct and curiosity whilst trying to get Y/n to feed off him.

The h/c grimaced in disgust, but the baby's hunger was was chipping away at her resolve, she latched onto Dick's knuckle started sucking. She moaned in distaste at the bitter copper taste that touched her tongue. Dick sucked in a breath as he felt his mate's tongue run along his knuckle drinking his blood, he felt a burst of warmth in his chest as the child's energy perk up...that's his kid alright! The vampire found himself leaning close to her neck and started sniffing her Y/n hummed in annoyance at his proximity and chomped down on his fingers.

Dick yelped and pulled away from her and retracting his hand from her mouth. "Still mad?" he frowned the h/c cocked a brow. "What do you think?" she said licking his blood off her lips, the raven haired man would be lying if he didn't find that little hot. She went to climb off the counter only for Dick to suddenly pick her up and carry her to the bed. "I could've gotten down myself." she huffed crossing her arms trying not to look at him.

"Are you ever going to forgive me?"

"I don't know Dick, You weren't the only who lost Wally y'know..."

I Know, It really fucking hit hard and I couldn't coupe--"

"And what about me Richard? did you even think how I felt? Hell it didn't even register with me that he was gone, until I had a breakdown in my bathroom room.... Tim found me because I didn't show up to the funeral and wouldn't answer my phone, he thought I killed myself because I left my bathtub running, the first thing he saw when walked in my house was a locked door and a flooded hallway." 

She felt the baby starting to overtake body again, her eyes were turning red, Y/n took a deep breath while mentally counting down from ten, the grip she had on the side of bed was loosening up and her heart rate slow down, 

"Damn it, how the hell do you live like this." she hissed biting her lip Dick frowned knowing what she's talking about the rage,lust,hunger and the need to hunt...

That was the darkness, a primal instinct that whispers in the back of every vamp's mind. a darkness that he almost embraced on that day a the mall. "Don't try and resist it for one." She looked at the Vampire confused as he sat on the floor next to her legs. 

"that force is part of you, learn to accept it and go with the flow,and overtime control becomes easier." H/c cocked a brow and thought this over then groaned in displeasure burying her head into her hands, how do you control something, without controlling it? Dick chuckle at her reaction.

"that made your head hurt didn't it?" She nodded he rest his head against her knee while his hand rubbed her thigh, causing Y/n to shove him off, he frowned "Don't get fresh with me mister, you're still in the doghouse!" she huffed before grabbing a pillow and tossing it at him. 

"You made your bed Grayson, but you sure ain't sleeping in it..." she jeered before pulling the blankets up and going to sleep. Dick went to the couch in the corner of his room curled up listening to Y/n and their kid's heartbeats as he drifted off.        

Y/n knew that Dick wasn't one to give up so easily, he followed her around all week like a puppy helping H/c at her appointments, since she was carry a half blood she had to go to specialist. Where Dick learn that the kid was underweight from not having it's father's blood to feed off of, but that should change with a proper diet schedule.

The doctor pulled Dick aside and suggest he mix his blood in pudding or jello because most human woman aren't too keen on drinking blood and knowing they're drinking blood best to mask it, Like Tricking a dog to take it's pills by wrapping in cheese. Dick frowned and looked the doctor for a good solid. "Did you just compare my wife to a dog?" He growled eyes narrowing, The doctor looked surprised when the younger vamp say that.

"That thing's your wife? I thought she was just some Scarlet you knocked --ack" Dick had him by the neck and snarled in the doctor's face, before remembering Y/n was in the other room and this guy was going to deliver their kid...or rather was.

Dick dropped him before walking into the waiting room."Y/n ask for your medical records, we're going to a different doctor...." He sneered looking over his shoulder at the doctor who ducked under his desk. "What about Dr. Hu Jass?" She asked bewildered Dick muttered not to worry about it and helped her out of the office.

[Scarlets or rather Scarlet harlots: Are women who purposely let Vamps drink from them in exchange for. Money, Drugs or Sex. Their basically prostitutes who cater to Vampires, It's not uncommon to find a Scarlet pregnant from one-night stands or dead from over drain.]

Dick was in a sour mood as he helped Y/n with her shopping he can't believe the nerve of that doctor! thinking that Y/n was some hooker...It should be obvious that was his! she smells like...His eyes widened realized he had been gone for 6 month, that was more than enough for his scent to wear off, Dick silent walked closely behind Y/n eyeing anyone who so much as looked at her funny, he fluctuated his K.I. field every five minutes, which pretty much warded off any nearby vamps.

Humans however don't have the senses to detect these fields. They were currently looking at clothes when an annoyed masculine voice called to Y/n "Hey! hey you! H/c!" the pregnant let out an annoyed sigh "Not this jackass..." she muttered under her breath and tried to move somewhere else as Dick's eyes narrowed at their uninvited guest.

"Why the hell did you ditch me at the restaurant."

"..."

"Don't you fucking ignore me, I'm talking to you."

"I don't have to explain anything to an abusive ass like you."

"what was that?" Glenn snarled taking a step forward Dick immediately put his arm out and said "Hey back off..." causing the man to stop and glare at the raven haired man standing behind the e/c girl. "Why don't you fuck off pretty boy, this doesn't involve you..." Glenn hissed as Dick's eyes had a faint red glow to them causing the human male to hesitate Glenn then looked over to Y/n noticed her stomach and snorted "Y'know what? keep the whore she ain't even pretty."

He spat as and stomped off, Dick took a step forward Y/n put her hand on his chest. "Don't, he's not worth it..." Needless to say the rest of that trip was tense...They finally took a break at the food court where Dick finally asked "I take it that was one of the men you dated from last year?" He asked sipping a chocolate shake while picking at his fries, the H/c nodded swallowing a mouthful of stir-fry that had chocolate sauce,relish, and pineapples mixed into it.she swallowed before taking a sip of her blue-raspberry slushy.

"Yeah, he was blind date we were together for a month. He was Okay the first week...then he started get pissy at the littlest things." Y/n felt embarrassed she hadn't noticed the signs right a way she was studying to be a criminal profiler for Pete sake! 

"Long story short he tried to break me, I broke his jaw." she smirked reliving the event he tried to jab her, she blocked and did a reverse punch then wheel kicked him as he tried to catch his breath. "Best part was while he was in the hospital getting his jaw wired shut, I found he's mar... or was married"

She said taking another bite of her monstrous stir-fry. Dick couldn't hold back the bitter smile that played on his lips. Don't get him wrong he was proud that Y/n was able to defend and get herself out of that situation, But the vamp was upset that he wasn't there to help her.

His eyes zeroed in on her belly he could feel the little one's aura buzzing happily about, the bitterness soon morphed into tenderness and determination...well, not anymore! for their child's sake it was time for Dick Grayson to grow up, and be a man for the two important people in his life.

When they got back to Wayne manor Alfred had already taken the bags from Y/n despite her protests Bruce greeted her with kiss on the forehead, and asked how his grandchild was doing, as he sent a cold look towards Dick, he's been giving him the cold shoulder since he got back, "I trust everything went alright." He asked pointedly at his adopted son who challenged his glare. "You already know what went down with Dr. Jass why bother asking?"

Dick hissed Bruce went to snap back but, Y/n who wasn't informed of that her ex-doctor was prejudiced towards humans, looked between them confused "What about Dr. Jass?" Both men scoffed  and snapped "Don't worry about it!" before stopping off to different wings of the manor, 

Both Y/n and Tim just looked at each other "What was that all about?" the h/c asked "Bruce thinks Dick is gonna run off on us again." the teen said with shrugged and followed after Bruce while Y/n followed after Dick who had stopped back up to his room.

It was a tense night for Y/n she could hear both Dick and Bruce argue through out the manor eventually she got tired of it, Her eyes turned red and with a snarl she slammed her hands on the dinner table "ENOUGH! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" 

This caused both men to jump as look a her surprised. "I'm going home! come find me, when you're ready to put this whole thing behind you and act like adults!?" She stomped up the stairs Tim looked between the two men embarrassed and disappointed in them "I'm gonna go with her make she gets there alright" He said following after the h/c woman, While Bruce and Dick were left alone in tense silence.       

Y/n and Tim sat in her old house watching Netflix and eating egg-less cookie dough, "Don't get involved with Vampires Tim, they're a prideful stubborn bunch." The human hummed with a mouthful of red-velvet flavored dough.

"I'm dating a dullahan." he said as he swallowed his treat, The e/c cock a brow and smirked "Oh?~ are they cute?" she asked her little foster brother who perked up at the chance to talk about his girlfriend, 

Her name is (T/r: Tim's reader) she can control smoke and shadows, and likes to cook They met after she saved him from falling off a roof by making a slide out of her shadows, they've been dating since then. "You sly dog, bring her around I'd like to meet her sometime!" Y/n said smiling and nudged him with her elbow.

Soon it was time for Tim to go on patrol like Dick he'd also started leaving back-up suits at her house, the place acted like a safehouse for the family to crash in if they were too tired or hurt to make it back the bat-cave. Y/n didn't mind just so long as they cleaned up after themselves. "Hopefully it be slow night, do you want me to get anything while I'm out?"

 the raven haired teen asked. "No thank you sweetie, You just be careful out there alright?" Tim nodded and jumped out window, an hour after Tim left Y/n was getting ready for bed when there was the was a knock at the door. Y/n gulped and went to check the peep hole and sighed in annoyance when she saw it was Dick.

"What?" 

"Y/n let me in."

"Did you and Bruce settle your argument?"

"...In a sense."

"So, no? Well then you're ju--" Y/n was cut off by Dick voice call out to her from behind the door in a calm but authoritative tone he rarely uses unless he's serious. "[Full name.] I Richard Grayson am selfish a coward." His sudden admission caused Y/n to whip her head around and look at the door before opening it to find the vamp on his knees and his head bowed to her, Which stunned her no Vampire would ever bow their head to a human. 

"I ran away from my grief, problems and responsibilities. without even thinking about the consequences, I don't deserve your forgiveness, I wasn't here to take care of you to protect you...I hurt you badly. I understand if you hate me, Or don't trust me anymore...." The h/c frowned as she felt her walls cracking as Dick raised his head to look at her.

"But, I'm not sorry that I met you or that I love you...and I sure as hell don't regret taking you that night. So, I'm begging you; let me take care of you. Both of you." His voice was hoarse Y/n could see tears threatening to spill from his eyes. She swallowed her face felt hot and took a breath "It's gonna take while for me trust you again, but for our son's sake," The Vampire looked up at her hopeful.

 "He needs a father Dick. and if You leave again that's it." Dick sprang to his feet and pulling her into a bone crushing hug being mindful of her stomach. "I won't leave again I promise." he buried his face in her hair drinking her scent and carry her to her bedroom and falling asleep next to her hand resting on her belly feeling their child move about.

That's what Tim walked in on when he got back from patrol. he decided to check in on Y/n before he went to bed. "Hey Y/n---" The raven haired boy a chill go down his spine as he felt a monstrous aura pushed him backwards with terrifying force, the teen looked into the bedroom, and saw Dick holding Y/n close while glaring at him eyes glowing red.

 "Get out..." the older male hissed baring his fangs at the boy, Tim didn't need to be told twice and slammed the door and ran to the guest room. Y/n jolted awake for few seconds and looked around confused "Go back to sleep N/n.." Dick cooed snuggling her close the girl did as she hummed and drifted off again.

Needless to say it was tense morning when they got back to Wayne manor, The tension could be cut with knife as Dick and Bruce glared at each other from across the kitchen counter. Y/n, Tim and Alfred sat awkwardly to the side. "So, you want to move her to Bludhaven?" Bruce said glancing up from his newspaper eyes narrowed skeptically, 

which was pissing off Dick whose mouth tugged into a tight smile "Yeah, that's the plan got a problem with it, dad?" The two raven haired men glared at each other. "Yes, you ignored everyone's feelings and ran away from your responsibilities..." he put the paper down and glared at his son.

"How do I know you won't do it again?" Dick was silent and reached into his coat a toss a small box on the counter Y/n knew what it was since she was already wearing the ring. "I asked this morning, she said yes. think what you want. but I'm staying, you can stop talking to me if you don't like it." 

Bruce eyed the box then Y/n's finger her belly and then Dick who kept his eyes trained on his adoptive father said man sighed."Break her heart again? and I will send Y/n and the baby somewhere you can't find them." He was dead serious and Dick knew it, Bruce could make it happen he and the other sighed in relief as the two shook hands.

few weeks later.

Bruce had gone to work and Tim was at school. while Dick was helping Y/n sort and pack her things. The vampire figured that since they were alone now would be a good time to ask the real big question he'd been avoiding for two days would she like to become a Vampire..."Hey, Y/n you love me right?" He asked packing a little baby clothes.

 "Kind of an odd thing to ask your pregnant wife don't cha think?" she eyeing him suspiciously was he planning something? Dick cough and scratched his neck and cleared his throat "Ye-yeah,well  would you ever consider--" He was cut off by was a knock at the manor doors, 

They heard Alfred answer the door "Oh dear..You aren't welcomed here! ...now see here!" they heard the butler arguing with someone, whoever it was sounded drunk. "Don't touch me servant! where's that bitch? I gonna drain her dry!"

the visitor roared someone else was talking to Alfred apologizing, Dick tensed up there was only one female in this manor and he was looking at her and Y/n was terrified holding her scarred hand while staring out into the hall, it took a few seconds for Dick to put two and two together and he saw red. "Miss Y/n isn't-" there as a crash and the same enraged voice.

"Bullshit I can smell the whore, if you don't hand her over I'll snap your neck!" Beaumont snarled pinning Alfred to the wall while what appeared to be his lawyer tried to pull the intoxicated vamp off the old man. 

"Mr. Beaumont please! this isn't going to-..Mr. Beaumont?" The balding man suddenly looked scared he let go of Alfred who ran the second he felt it as the air felt cold and thick as a monstrous force caused the windows to shake and the manor's foundation to groan in protest.

Beaumont's eyes searched around frantically for source of this rage and there standing at the top of the stairs was young man with raven hair and blood red eyes and fangs that looked ready tear his throat out. "You..." the man hissed in a blink of an eye he was in front of Beaumont who fell on his oversized ass while his lawyer remind frozen in place.

"An Elder..blood.." the balding stuttered out terrified as Dick yanked him off the floor by the collar of his shirt "You think you can come here and threaten my wife and think I'd let you get away with it?!" the younger vampire spat venomously Beaumont was sweating bullets as he tried to say something, his lawyer managed to find his voice.

"She attacked m-my client sh-she..." He stuttered out Dick snarled causing the guy stumble back "I saw the security footage....He attacked my pregnant wife." he said through gritted teeth the twig looking man processed this and muttered "I knew this sounded too good..." then held up Beaumont's papers and tore them up before running away, leaving his ex-client to his fate.

"I didn't know she was yours! I was just so hungry--ack!" the old man gagged as Dick let go of his collar and started strangling him Beaumont struggled and clawed at the younger vamp's hand, but he was stronger and more fit then the old balding man was. Just when he was about to feel his neck snap a voice that sounded like an angelic chorus to Beaumont called out.

"Dick! Dick! stop it! don't kill him please." a pair of arms wrapped around the raven haired man's waist, a growl rumbled from Dick's chest and he threw the fat man to the floor, the old vamp wheezed and coughed as Dick kept his eyes trained on him "She just saved your life..." he hissed and watched as the old man ran out the front doors.

And to Beaumont's horror he ran right into Bruce Wayne who looked very displease to see him, his blue eyes turned red and his face contorted into a snarl the second he recognized the old man. "What are you doing here?!" Bruce demanded only for the old man to wheeze out an apology and run.

 the raven haired man watched the balding man run whipped his head towards the manor doors, he felt his stomach drop and he ran up the steps "Y-.." he was about to call out only to sigh relieved to see the h/c sitting on the floor with Dick who was shaking in rage as Y/n talked him down from going after Beaumont.

"I'm alright...the baby is alright." the young vamp pulled her into his lap and held her close, Bruce left them alone to go check on Alfred who filled him in on what happened; he of course was livid that the old man had the gall to step into his home. and threaten his family! now, that didn't sit well with Bruce who was already working on his revenge.

He paid off the lawyer to not go to the media about Y/n and Dick's relationship, had Tim pull out any old skeletons Beaumont was hiding in his closet, and then he got to work on buying out the Beaumont share holders forcing the pharmaceutical company to declare bankruptcy allowing Bruce to step in a buy it out from under them, during the coming months it was a media shit storm when word got out:

7 months later...

[ Henry Beaumont forces step-daughter into relations, hid pregnancy forced abortion, His son in laws sexual harassment covered up, and siphoned money from company account for years.]

Needless to say Y/n was disgusted as she read the paper that morning, while her and Dick's son Jonah sat in his swing starring at the TV peacefully, Dick heard her snort in disgust and peeked out of the bathroom while fixing his uniform tie. "What is it?" He asked his wife showed him the headline and the raven haired vamp grimaced like he ate something sour.

"I knew he was trash didn't think he was creepy trash." Y/n shook her head and tapped a photograph "Look who his daughters married to..." she said unsure if she wanted to laugh or throw up, Dick got one looked at the picture and immediately wadded up the paper and threw it into the trash. "Nigel..." he spat under his breath then looked at his wife warily.

"By the way are his little groupies still bothering you?" his eyes narrowed she transferred to a small community college in Bludhaven apparently one of Nigel's fans flunked out in Gotham and moved here she recognized Y/n and tried to pulled the same crap again, what the girl wasn't expecting was the fact that Nigel had no fans in Bludhaven as he had apparently assaulted a girl a few years back. 

So, She had no back up instead the girl stalked and insulted Y/n and flirted with Dick (which he of course ignored.) every chance she got and then girl did the mistake of trashing Y/n's car in the police station parking lot.... front of Dick and two on duty police officers. Needless to say she was dragged kicking and screaming into the station and her fed up parents wouldn't bail her out this time.

"No, Thankfully..." Y/n said cringing at the memory of Dick coming back from training with her car all scratched up to hell and LYING SLUT spray painted in puke neon-green on the side passenger side. The girl's parents apologized profusely and offered to pay for a clean up and repairs.

Dick hummed seemingly satisfied with that answer, while getting the baby bottle out of the warmer and vial of blood from the fridge. he poured the vial into the formula and shook it up, before settling down in front of Jonah who's e/c lit up and babbled happily as soon as his dad came into view.

"Hey, Jonny hungry?" Dick cooed the baby was practically bouncing as soon as the bottle came up to his mouth "Oh ho, yes you are!~" the vamp teased as the baby sucked up blood/formula mixture while his parents admired the tiny little white baby fangs that tract and retract out of his gums causing Y/n shudder and hug her chest when she found out Jonah was already teething.

Gave his mom quit the wake up call at a 2 am feeding only to find one of her boobs looking like a pin cushion, and then Dick as Nightwing burst into the nursery thinking his wife had just gotten attacked, Instead he found a panicked Y/n trying to stop her breast from bleeding and a crying teething hungry 5 month old.

they eventually weaned Jonas off his mom and onto bottles But damn if that baby didn't give them the evil eye, for the first couple weeks eventually he got used to it, the little family moved on with their lives, 

They went to see Barbra about arranging N/n's transition into a Vampire, and were told to wait at least 8 months to a year after Jonah was born so her body was fully recovered.  

They were going to Dick’s police academy grad,Y/n hooked her arm around Dick as he pushed the stroller to the elevator "So, are we still on after your graduation, Officer Grayson?~" Y/n purred kissing his neck as smirk slowly tugged on Dick's lips "Depends, Bruce still willing to take the mini-me?" he voice dropped few octaves if it weren't for Jonah he'd jump her in this elevator right now.

"He turned down a date with Selina, the Silena Kyle for his grandson and he never turns down Selina." The raven haired man chuckle it was no secret Bruce loved Jonah he turned Gotham upside if anything were to happen to the little bean, The couple were so caught up in the plans neither had noticed the girl speed walking down the street. until she bumped into to Y/n causing her groceries to scatter causing her to quickly gather her stuff.

"Oh shit! I am so sorry!"

"Oh no sweetie, it's fine I really should paying attention let me.."

"It's okay I got this you two seem busy..."

"Are you sure I'd feel bad if anything happened t...That's a lot of meat."

Y/n said picking up three of the Styrofoam packages incredulously, The girl who was holding six more packages coughed awkwardly and snatched the package away from Y/n who blinked surprised then looked at Dick confused, as two watch the girl scurry away across the street and into an alley. 

The two continued on to parking lot still reeling over the odd encounter. "Well that was weird." The h/c looked at her husband nodding over her shoulder Dick hummed like he was deep thought. "Something you wanna share with rest of the class, Mr Grayson?"

She teased as her husband looked over his shoulder. "She smelled..." he trailed off trying to place the scent. "...Hinky?" Y/n chimed in trying to help Dick shook his head. "No, like wet dog and... Gunpowder?" The couple where brought out of their analyzes by Jonah crying because he dropped his pacifier they immediately tried to calm their boy down. Not noticing the tall red hooded figure glowering down at them from the nearby roof before quickly bolting away from the ledge. 

~::The End::~

#Vampire! Dick grayson #Dick Grayson x Reader #nightwing x reader #Batman vampire au #young justice #dc universe #dc comics #Jason Todd #human reader #reader is female #werewolf! Jason Todd

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Journey of a shipper: Kontae and how I fell for this ship?

OKAY! SO I'M FINALLY DOING THIS. Writing a long ass meta about this ship because hell, I love them and this ship is beautiful and I just need more content for this ship, so I'm making some myself! Before I start, it's just my opinion and I don't mean to offend anybody and second, I'm not a great analyst. I'm just going to ramble about stuff here and it's pretty long. So, enjoy!

I remember making this post about gintama ships back when I first started watching Gintama and I remember mentioning Kontae there. The sweet and kind guy falls for the hard-core and strong willed woman. A ship dynamic I really love. And their interactions, so damn funny I can't even say! And the 10 years gap didn't look like a big issue to me; they are both adults so I was okay with it. This ship looked funny to me, Kondou blushing, asking her to marry him, butt hair and all xD but also made me feel like "it may not get too far". But Idk why, I decided to stick with it. Because i was just so much in love with Kondou and Otae's characters. But in between all that, I really didn't see any kind of romance happening between these two and I was like maybe in an AU, they'd make a really good couple. It's not happening in Gintama 'cause I really don't see any kind of romance happening in this universe (and yet, I continued shipping xD)

But, I was wrong.

When the Yagyuu arc came and I watched episode 81. And my faith in this ship was restored. I know there were some ship-tease moments for gintae in the benizakura arc and the yagyuu arc but then this scene came:

I know, I know, it wasn't literal but what if it was? Well, that's not the question here. I was pretty surprised to hear this myself. Gintoki saying "She'll make it up to him" and Hijikata saying "She loves him. She's just playing hard to get" and all then Otae comes and saves Kondou from his Gorilla marriage. I got the verdict here tho. Maybe it was just for comedic purpose, maybe not. But still, it was enough for me to continue shipping them coz they looked hella cute and I just thought I'd just stick to it. Maybe, I'm gonna find something big soon. I found other ships like Hijimitsu and Gintsu! But that's a topic for another day.

AND, YES. I DID!

The pool arc came, which is like ep 217 and yes, nothing huge happened but remember how Gintoki was a making fun of Otae's breasts and how he wasn't interested in looking at her flat chest but Kondou, who was, like always, stalking her, then says he's ready to explore every part of her to find the nipple xD and Otae just punches him. Yeah that was funny. And then Tae later again comments that she can see right through Gintoki's actions and Gintoki retorts again by saying that he's not interested in her camel toe. Then this scene happens:

Kondou says he has no interest in camel toe and Tae again punches him while yelling "YOU DON'T?!"

Weird, right?

I know, it was weird for me too! But what can I say, these short details were what made me feel like maybe, JUST MAYBE, Tae has a thing for Kondou. Just look how offended she is. I know Kondou didn't mean to disrespect her neither was he rejecting her but I think Tae feels like he is. And so she goes like "what do u mean u don't?! Don't you love me!?" Even if it was just a sexual reference, it made me think that maybe, Hijikata was right. She does try to play hard and that there is something.

Then came the love choriss arc and I got a major hint.

How Sayaka-chan was Kondou's virtual girlfriend and how he introduced her to everyone in the Shimura residence. Yup then this happens.

This was stupid and weird and funny and my Kontae heart screamed "YER JEALOUS TAE!"

Just look at her going all dramatic while getting worried about Shinpachi. Well, of course she'll be worried about Shinpachi's well being and how her brother is just drowing into his own virtual world but Why. Throw. Kondou's. Game? If she really doesn't feel anything for him then there's no reason for her to throw Kondou's game. Why not let him stay in his own virtual world with his own virtual girlfriend? What were you planning, Sorachi-sama?

It was the very first time when it looked very evident to me that Tae has something for Kondou deep inside. That whole dramatic scream "THIS CAN'T BE!" just after Kondou introduced Sayaka-chan. I listened to that dialogue very closely and it first started with Kondo introducing her then Gintoki saying something like you're in this shit too? And soon was followed by Tae's dramatic "this can't be! Is Shin-chan going to be like this too!?" while throwing Kondou's game out and Kondou screaming "Sayaka-chan!!"

Tae's jealousy is still a mystery here but I still feel like, somewhere she was.

Moving on!

They went out on a date, which was a disaster and then alongside Kyubei in the Beam Saber arc, how Kondou fought for Otae I started to feel a lot more from Kondou's side. Yes. The stalking is a running gag but Kondou's feelings were given more comedic effect rather than highlighting it in a very serious tone. But that's how Sensei does his work. Gintama is supposed to be funny and this ship is supposed to be funny and I really wasn't expecting any intense and serious Kontae moment in the series.

Well, Sorachi-sama proved me wrong. AND I THANK HIM SO, SO VERY MUCH!

The Genderbender arc came, Kyubei is now this handsome hunk and Tae is blushing furiously and Kondou is this blond bombshell which is his too good! It's been shown over and over again that even if Kondou is a stalker, he just wants to see Otae happy. That's what he always wanted even if he isn't the reason for her happiness. When Jyubei and Tae starts meeting frequently, Kondou comes and encourages Jyubei to stop worrying about other and enjoy himself with Tae. He even says that he's happy with just being her friend and I think this proves how much he cares for her. He gives them those movie tickets telling he actually wanted to ask her out but now that he's like this, can't be with her like the way he always wanted to and now Jyubei is the only one who can take care of her. He was genuinely hurting but what matters most to him is Otae and so he leaves them while saying "if you make her cry, I'll arrest you". Even Kyubei later mentions it that it was him who was hurting and crying and he just happily sacrificed Otae so that she can be happy.

Then came the roach motel arc and OTAE WEARS THE KIMONO THAT KONDOU GAVE! Yes, not in the episode but in opening 15 she does and even in the manga cover! Ah..the feels. Well, coming back to the point, this episode was basically everybody bullying Kondou but the good part here was the ending of this episode. Kondou knowing that he was getting bullied and that Tae was a part of all this but he still says "that's how Otae-san is. This is what makes her, her." That was beautiful; he accepts her for who she is. He knows that she's brash and manipulative and even abusive but she's also kind and strong and beautiful; even after all her flaws he still continues to accept and love her. That's true love. And then comes Otae's part. She slowly starts to learn more and more about him, I think she knew he wasn't stalking her. And then she finally admits that she actually had fun with Kondou and that she got to see a new side of him while hugging that roach mask. She was happy to discover a new side of him, no stalking attached. I was so amazed to see this happening coz like I said, I wasn't expecting all these serious Kontae moments but these were actually happening. It was a breath of fresh air and I was really happy to see a developed relationship between these two characters which just made me ship them even more.

Then comes the love incense arc which was just....bizarre. What was Sensei thinking while writing this arc? Why would you do that to my poor kokoro!? But whatever, nothing is properly explained here, everybody is falling in love with everybody, Kondou turns gay, Gintoki just loses his senses and is sleeping with practically everybody, Tsukuyo's feelings for Gintoki starts to go havoc. But then, Tae and Kyubei comes in the picture. And they're in love with Gintoki too. But then, things change. Take turns out to be in love with Kondou! Hell, she was actually JEALOUS! Yes, it was the love incense and yes, this arc is just too crazy to explain anything properly but hear me out. What if, the love incense actually triggered some of Tae's hidden feelings for Kondou? Just like Tsukuyo's. Coz she actually saw Gintoki's dick first when she inhaled that smoke. Not him. But she ended up discovering her own feelings towards him. So what if this was the same case with Tae? We all saw that she was under the effect of that drug and was in love with Gintoki so Sensei, why this change of plans?

No answers, right? I don't have them either. It's just the little theory I came up with. What was Tae's real feelings? But soon the Shogun Assassination and the Farwell Shinsengumi arcs are followed after this.

And GOOD LORD! Sensei actually proved me wrong! By giving one of the most beautifully written scenes between these two characters.

It isn't always when Sorachi-sama actually decides to go for the romantic plot but in Kontae's case, I felt like he actually hinted a LOT. The very first ship in Gintama where I felt like no, this isn't just one-sided but actually, feelings were shown from both the sides, especially Tae. Like everyone, she misses him. But Tae remembering him like this and crying when she's about to get her neck slashed:

"A real man, a real samurai would never do something like this. That man, would never do something like this."

She knows him, she knows what kind of a man Kondou really is. And even at a time like this, Kondou is the man who comes in her mind. A true man, true police, a true samurai who not for once tried to force himself upon her. Not for once showed any kind of disgrace towards any other people or her. All this time, she comes to learn more and more about him and you know, it was worth the time.

Even Shinpachi sees it.

"I'll bring that man, and everyone, back to you for sure. So wait for us with the same old smile on your face, Sis."

Why exclude him from everybody? There has a meaning behind this and a deep one and tbh, I see a romantic meaning behind this. Shinpachi addressing Kondou like this, it was new. It's not always when Sensei uses such points to evoke a romantic gesture but when he does, it sure leaves an impact.

And this is not the last time he used such implications for KonTae. Fast forward to ep 316, Tae is at Kozenigata's place and she's now leaving. Haji and Konzenigata both tries to stop her because it was dangerous outside and the police organisation isn't working properly and she replies,

"That's exactly why police need to go back to their jobs, and cabaret girls have to go back to their job."

It's like foreshadowing their relationship- the police and the cabaret girl. And then Kozenigata just simply puts a cherry on top.

"They must have come back. Her police."

And Kondou pops out of that dustbin!

FREAKIN' POETIC CINEMA!

And then come the dialogues.

"Don't you think it's high time you stop doing this....You'll catch a cold."

"Why did you have to say that out of all days? I wish you had acted like always, called me a perverted stalker and hit me like you always do. You're....making it hard to say goodbye."

The voice acting, the dialogues, the animation, honestly everything screams romantic here. And yeah, the close-up happy-sad faces, if you've seen/read romantic anime/manga, you should know it's a shoujo trope used to display romantic feelings between two characters. And if I'm just making speculations, they're sharing the same umbrella...

Two people, especially a man and a woman, sharing an umbrella in rain is considered as a symbol of romance in Japan.

This kinda proves that romance is present in this scene.

And then finally this.

ANOTHER SHOUJO TROPE. THE CLOSE-UP EYES!

These eyes literally says it all. It's like Tae saying I'll wait for you and when you come back, I'll happily welcome you and then we can go back to those old days. Just like how Shinpachi said.

And I think, this is the very first and the only time, Sensei used this gesture. And this is just too much for me to not ignore it!

The way Kondou looks at Tae while talking to her, it almost feels like he's telling her to not look so sad. Like I've mentioned before, Kondou wants to see her smile. And i think, in this scene it's crushing for him to see her with such a sad smile on her face. That is the last thing he wants to see. That's why he said he wanted to see her react the way she always did. And Tae not acting like that and instead showing such emotions towards him, it's too overwhelming. Just think how Kondou would be feeling there. Tae seeing him off, her eyes glistening while she sees him walk away but also waits for his arrival in the near future, its simply poetic.

The reunion between these two is as funny as ever, Kontae was back in its own color. When Okita said Kondou was always okay with their usual type of setting, he meant to say that Kondou was happy in those old days. That's what he said in the FS arc, he wanted to see her in her usual self, no sad face, no crying, just a happy Otae who loves to beat the crap outta him but also respects him. Things really were pretty intense in the SA and FS arcs but I don't think Sensei wanted to continue this for long. It was like Sensei saying, we're back to the old days, happy days. The Silver Soul arc and the ongoing arc isn't as intense as these two arcs and that's what Sensei wants to say "we're back to those good ol' day". But that doesn't mean he threw away all those meaningful moments between these two; it was so heavily implied. Just because of a troll scene, one cannot disregard the whole development and say "it was never there" because of course there was something which was very much visible to the viewers/readers, even if it isn't present now doesn't mean it was all a joke or just some i-just-wrote-it-but-now-it-doesnt-mean-anything bullshit. Yeah, the ship isn't canon but that also doesn't mean it sank. I mean, Kondou is not gonna marry that gorilla anymore so....

Imo, KonTae is the only ship in Gintama where romantic feelings are implied from both the sides. It really didnt look unrequited. It's not only Kondou or Tae, it's both of them and both of them have actually shown interest in each other in a way which I won't say is completely ambiguous. The FS arc was the part where it is shown how far their relationship has come and how they have come to learn and respect each other, maybe even love each other. I'm not forcing these ideas on anybody, these are facts and I'm sure even non-shippers must have noticed these moments as well. Honestly, the romantic implications were heavy here, the scenes, the dialogues, the "Take care" which is just too beautiful to not to be ignored. Even if I don't see canon pairings happening here, I still somehow hope for this ship.

My love for Gintsu is eternal but Kontae, this is the only ship where I feel like has come a lot far. And even other characters have mentioned their relationship and in a serious note. Check all those subtle hints, pick up the whole FS arc, it's there. A relationship that started with a gag but now is fully developed where I can see loads of potential. It's a ship that's been here from the very beginning of the series and it didn't look rushed at all. Another universe of how I met your mother lol.

People can ship whatever they like and I'm really not trying to push my thoughts onto anybody here.

But KonTae, this ship is no gag or joke and it deserves more love.

It's stupid, it's hilarious, it's beautiful and it's properly developed and that's why I fell for this ship so hard.

#gintama #kondou isao #shimura tae #kondo isao #otae #kontae #kondou x otae #long post #i really wanted to write about them