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sualne · 4 months
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first meeting and now
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carlsdraws · 2 years
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my bestie jonathan’s last vlog was kinda worrying huh
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ronnierosest · 1 month
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Zakkura "So he never initiates, never asks, and waits." - inspired by a fanfiction we're friends, right? (very adult) by totosheadset
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comradekatara · 7 months
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look. sokka IS a stem bro, but he’s not the kind of guy who would invest in crypto. he’d write all of crypto off as being for idiots who don’t realize they’re getting scammed. you know who would invest in crypto, however? who believes in diversifying their portfolio? believes, or at least claims, that bitcoin is the future? who would even buy an nft provided they knew that they could sell it at a later date to turn a profit? azula.
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oneheda · 4 months
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*ೃ༄ if avatar characters had twitter ?!
characters : lo’ak, neteyam, ao’nung, tsireya, kiri (if you squint), roxto
overall genre — mini tropes : fluff — jealous!neteyam, pining!ao’unung, trolling!lo’ak x tsireya, natureluvr!kiri, beefy!roxto,
warnings : some swearing
a/n : i laughed SM making this LMFAOAOOA. unhinged. didn’t expect this to go the way it did at first. this is my first fanfic (?)/content post abt avatar and was really inspired by modern au of avatar like tweets or hcs. but this doesn’t rlly take place in a modern au? i kept it in atwow/awa’atlu context. anyway, hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as i did making it!!
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unrelatedsideblog · 10 days
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Judge, pointing at 6yo 1234-ji: My sons Ichiji, Niji n Yonji n their brother Sanji Someone: Are they not all your sons? Why is Sanji not given the son title Judge: I dont ljke him
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darlingsart · 8 months
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Part 3/???? of this modern au that I can’t get enough of lmao
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Keith doesn’t leave his apartment a lot.
Despite all of Shiro’s urging, Keith tends to stay home. His apartment is really nice, once he gets over the occasional mouse and entirely broken heating. Plus, the water is mostly potable, so it’s all good.
Look. It’s $500 a month.
But, y’know. Every once in a while Keith actually can’t study over the sounds of his neighbours having extremely loud and largely disturbing sex — why on Earth would cheetos ever be mentioned in regards to anyone’s hole is something Keith wish remained a mystery to him — so he makes his way down to the campus library. It’s admittedly kind of nice down there. He’s currently sitting at a table that’s decently clean, and the wifi connection is certainly better than it is at home. He’s actually able to get some stuff done —
“Motherfucker!”
Keith jumps out of his skin as the hottie a couple seats in front of him slams his hands on the table. Hottie whips his head up, catching Keith’s eye. His hair is wildly curly, sticking up off his head so intensely that it almost defies gravity. His eyes are big and brown and a little crazed. His expression can only be described as ‘intense’, or perhaps ‘unstable’.
“You,” he snarls.
Keith points at himself with wide eyes.
“Have you ever heard of a mountain chicken,” Hottie says, still staring at Keith with the same crazed intensity.
“Please don’t hurt me,” Keith squeaks. Hottie may be one of the most attractive people he has ever seen, but Keith has learned his lesson about pretty people. They tend to be the most dangerous and likely to maim (looking at you, Allura).
Hottie stalks towards Keith’s table, deliberately placing his hands on the surface and leaning very, very close.
“Have you ever heard,” he says again, voice very low, “of a mountain chicken.”
“No,” Keith says, because he hasn’t and he’s a little (a lot) intimidated.
And attracted.
There’s admittedly a lot of attraction there.
Suddenly the crazed air shifts from Hottie’s face, but the intensity remains.
“Whaddaya think it looks like?”
He sounds almost curious. Almost.
Keith blinks. “Like a really big chicken?”
The crazed looks is back as soon as it left.
“That’s what I thought, but it’s this mother fucker!” Hottie yells, reaching over to grab his laptop and slam it in front of Keith. It’s open to a picture of a strange little frog.
Keith squints at the picture.
“…Huh,” he says, because that is strange, and he can kind of understand why Hottie is going a little nutty about it.
“Exactly,” Hottie says emphatically. “Fuckin’ taxonomists.”
Keith raises an amused eyebrow. “You sound like you have beef with taxonomists. I’ve never known anyone who has a personally problem with them before.”
“Okay, listen,” Hottie says, pulling out a chair and sitting down properly. “They’re really bad at their jobs. All of ‘em. Why are watermelons berries? No. That’s bullshit. And you know who’s fault it is? Taxonomists.”
Keith bursts out laughing. “I see,” he manages between wheezes.
Hottie sniffs. “I’m allowing your laughter because you’re stupid hot.”
“Are you.”
“Mhm. Also, because I couldn’t stop you if I wanted to. I’m about three seconds away from passing out.”
Hottie says it pleasantly, but not in the way that sounds like he’s joking, which sobers Keith up quickly.
“Wait, what —”
The words don’t even leave his mouth before Hottie’s eyes roll back into his head and his forehead smacks the table.
———
“Thank you, again,” the man says.
Keith shoots him a small smile. “It’s really not a problem.”
The man — who Keith has learnt is named Hunk, and is the best friend of the aforementioned Hottie, who’s name is apparently Lance — sighs. “It kind of is. He’s — I would like to say that this is not a regular occurrence. But he’s fuckin’ allergic to a proper sleep schedule. And peanuts. But the sleeping thing is a bigger issue. He’s given himself four concussions because he’s passed out mid-sentence and brained himself on a random surface hard enough to make an impact on his thick fucking skull.”
Hunk is clearly exasperated, and annoyed, but his words are so fond that Keith can’t help the smile that pulls across his face. He sounds just like Shiro, after Keith has managed to land himself squarely into one of his many Shenanigans. Loving and also five seconds away from throttling you.
It’s nice.
“You his brother?”
Hunk snorts, readjusting Lance’s floppy arm over his shoulder. Keith does the same, hefting him up — he’s surprisingly heavy for someone who’s about as thick as a toothbrush, but what does Keith know — and keeping on in the direction of the off-campus apartments. (The decently nice ones, that you can only afford with at least two roommates and a part-time job. Keith knows. He checked.)
“Nah, not really. I mean, I’m basically his brother in that he’s the annoyance who’s been latched on to my person for the last several years and who I love too much to murder, but you know. He has enough siblings without me thrown into the mix. Why do you ask?”
“Just curious,” Keith says. “You remind me of me and my brother, is all. He’s also the one who’s usually dragging my dumb ass to safety.”
Laughing, Hunk digs his key out of his pocket, opening up the door.
“I see.”
He struggles for a moment, trying to both keep Lance from falling — who is firmly unconscious, although Hunk has assured him that he’s not injured and it’s just been six days since he last slept and he’s just kind of Like This — and get the door open.
Keith isn’t sure how to help, so he just kind of stands there awkwardly, still holding half of Lance’s weight.
“Thank you,” Hunk says, once Lance has been transferred to his arms and he’s standing just inside the doors to their apartment complex. “I appreciate your help.”
“No problem.”
Keith forces himself to take a step back, shoving the random wistfulness deep down in his gut.
He’s not lonely. He’s not.
(He does kind of miss his brother, though. Ugh.)
“I’ll see you around, Keith.”
“Yeah. You, too.”
Keith stands there for a full ten seconds after Hunk turns around and heads down the hallway, and then he shakes himself, blushing, before speedwalking back to his own shitty apartment.
God, he needs a fucking hobby.
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“What do you mean, I can’t get eight shots of espresso? It’s not like it’ll kill me. You need 76 shots to kill you. I checked.”
“Sir…it’s company policy. I’m not allowed to put more than eight shots in one cup. Sorry.”
“No, no, don’t apologise. It’s not your fault. Hm.” The man — who is he kidding, Keith recognised Lance as soon as he saw that poofy hair in the Starbucks line, as embarrassing as it is — rocks back on his heels, tapping a finger to his chin. “Can I order two drinks, with eight shots each?”
Jesus Christ.
The barista blinks at him. “I mean, I guess so. I think you’re going to die, but that’s not my problem, I guess.”
Lance laughs, and the sound is so bright and musical that it actually makes Keith sigh.
Like, out loud.
Jesus fucking Christ.
“That works! Let’s do that.”
“…If you’re sure. That’ll be $7.29.”
Lance pays, then heads over to the other end of the counter, humming as he waits. As soon as his eyes land on Keith, they narrow.
“Hey, wait a minute. I know you. Obviously. I would never forget a face so flawlessly beautiful. Why do I know you?”
Keith goes so red he can actually feel his heart pounding through the capillaries under his skin, which is humiliating.
“Um.”
Lance giggles, which makes the blush worse.
Oh, God, Keith is losing any and all game he possesses by the minute. Fuck, isn’t he usually good at this? He usually is! He’s usually a pretty decent flirt! What the fuck!
“Oh!” Lance says, snapping his fingers. “You’re the hot guy from the library! The one who called Hunk when I passed out! Keith, right?”
Keith can only nod. Holy shit, the force of those brown doe eyes at full intensity on his face is going to fry his brain.
He clears his throat. “Uh, yeah. I’m Keith. You — obviously, you knew that.” Keith resists the urge to slam his head through the nearest wall.
Lance giggles again. Keith wonders if the fuckin’ sweat is actually dripping from his palms, or it just feels like it is.
Gross.
“You’re cute. You should take me on a date. I have class until five, room A112 in the biology building. Pick me up, and we’ll go to dinner?”
Keith can only nod. Frantically. So quickly his hair escapes from his ponytail and smacks him in the face.
“Great,” Lance says, grinning. He grabs Keith hand — Keith offers absolutely no resistance and only prays that his palms aren’t actually as disgusting as he thinks they are — and takes out a pen, scrawling down a number and then drawing a big heart around it.
Lord above, Lance is the cutest boy Keith has ever seen in his entire life. He’s going to explode.
“That’s my number,” Lance says, and he’s still holding onto Keith’s forearm.
His fingers are freezing, and that’s the only rational thought Keith’s brain manages to form.
“2 coffees with more caffeine than I’ve ever seen one person consume?” the barista calls. She looks at them warily.
“Coming!” Lance chirps, and Keith mourns the loss of those cold fingers on his skin as Lance steps over to grab his coffee.
(Well. ‘Coffee’.)
Lance skips to the doors, pausing to smile and wiggle his fingers in a wave. “I’ll see you after class, okay, Keith?”
“See you,” Keith says, and his voice cracks so many times that the barista winces on his behalf.
Lance grins wider, then disappears out the door.
“That was the most romcom shit I’ve ever seen,” the barista informs him bluntly, and Keith can only nod.
———
Keith is buzzing out of his skin, he thinks.
So he does what he always does when he’s feeling Big Boy Feelings™️.
He bothers his brother.
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shiro oh my god it’s almost five his class is almost done what do i do.
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what if he was joking? it didn’t seem like a joke. but what if?
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fuck, what if i screw it up? what if i’m a lame loser who says lame loser things? oh my god i’m so nervous
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OH MY GOD SHIRO WHAT IF I YARF
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KEITH MOTHERFUCKING YORAK KOGANE. SHUT THE FUCK UP. I AM BUSY.
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🥺🥺🥺 worst brother ever
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🥺🥺 you don’t love me. you don’t care about me or my anxiety 💔
Keith can actually hear his brother’s guilt complex acting up through the phone.
It’s hilarious.
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the worst part about that is i know you’re manipulating me.
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😔 😔
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⬆️ my face rn as i realise my brother whom i look up to and adore wishes he left me on the street corner where i was standing 😔😔😔
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i should have, you little motherfucker.
There’s a solid minute of angry typing before Shiro continues.
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fuck you. call me.
Keith does. Shiro picks up immediately.
“You are a rat bastard,” he growls.
Keith pretends to sniffle, fully fighting back a laugh.
“I just thought you promised to always be there for me,” he says, as pitifully as he can manage.
Shiro makes a vague screaming noise.
“Fuck! Fine. Fuck. Tell me why you’re nervous.”
“It’s a cute boy with a lot of confidence and social grace, Shiro! Fucking obviously I’m nervous!”
“Didn’t y’all meet because he yelled at you about taxonomists and then brained himself on a library table when he passed out from sleep deprivation?”
“…Yeah.”
“That doesn’t sound very socially graceful to me.”
“Okay, fair, but he asked me out this morning like it was the smoothest thing ever. I blushed so hard I thought my heart was going to explode. I swear to God my voice cracked at least twelve times.”
Shiro sniggers. “It does that all the time, so no big thing there.”
“Fuck off,” Keith says, scowling, because hey. Being the shithead is Keith’s job.
“Anyway, you big nerd,” Shiro continues, “you’re going to be fine. In five minutes this ridiculously confident cute boy is going to waltz out of class and then you two are going to go on what’s probably the cringiest date of all time, but he will be charmed by your earnest nature and geek tendencies, and then you’ll get married and adopt every dog in the world. Okay?”
Honestly, yeah. Okay. That did make him feel better.
But Keith is the younger brother, and as such is contractually obligated to be a pain in the ass, so.
“Yeah, yeah. At least I didn’t trip and, in a desperate attempt to not land face-first on the pavement, pants my future husband.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Shiro says venomously, as is par for the course when Keith brings up his and Adam’s disastrous first meeting.
Keith smirks to himself.
“My bad.”
“Ugh. You’re so annoying. Do you feel better now, you stupid dweeb?”
Keith started feeling better the second he started pestering Shiro, but he supposes he can be grateful for a change.
“Yeah. I guess your dorky pep talk helped. I can’t do any worse than you did, anyway.”
“I’m hanging up and blocking your number. Goodbye.”
Keith snickers as the call drops. It’s 4:59, and Lance still has another minute of class.
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you didn’t say u love me :(((
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u just hung up without any care in the world :((
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i’m telling adam he’s my new favourite brother now
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adam would never hang up without saying i love you
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oh my GOD
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:(((((((((
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fine. fuck.
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i love you, you booger. tell me how your stupid date goes.
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:D
Keith puts his phone away, grinning, and the second he does, the door to room A112 pushes open and students start spilling out. He waits, scanning everyone as they pass, but there’s no sign of Lance until the very last person walks out.
He beams when he sees Keith leaning on the wall.
“Keith! Hi!”
Keith grins back.
“Hi, Lance.”
“Ready to go on a date?” Lance says, strolling up and tangling his free hand in Keith’s, like it’s the easiest thing in the world.
It might be.
“Yeah. I’m excited, really.”
“Awesome! Did you pick a place?”
Keith was a little stressed about that, to be real, because he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to pick somewhere or if Lance already had something picked.
The he remembered he had Hunk’s number “in case my dumbass best friend passed out in your vicinity again, because neither of us can afford an ambulance in this economy”, so he texted him in what could not be technically called a panic.
Maybe a light anxiety.
Hunk had sent back several laughing emojis, and then told him to take Lance for an ice cream dinner and then to the park on campus for him to get very excited about beetles.
“I figured I’d take you to Coran’s ice cream parlour,” Keith says. “You seem like an ice cream guy.”
Lance lights up, and then narrows his eyes in playful suspicion. “You asked Hunk, huh?”
Keith shrugs, cheeks warming. “I’ll be honest with you. I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the library incident, and you’re so pretty you kind of make my brain go mushy. I panicked.”
Shockingly, that makes Lance’s jaw drop. He’s quiet for several moments, before his ears go read and he looks away.
Holy shit. Did Keith make Lance all blushy?
“Point to Keith,” Lance says eventually.
Keith laughs, scratching the back of his neck with one hand. The other is still firmly clamped in Lance’s. “Didn’t know it was a competition.”
Lance winks. “Everything’s a competition with me.”
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Ice cream is fun. Keith shouldn’t be eating it, not really, and there will be Consequences with his digestive system later, but he’s not afraid of hell and mint chip is delicious.
“You are eating frozen toothpaste.”
“I can only assume that you’ve never tried mint chip or you’ve never brushed your teeth, Lance, because mint chip does not taste like toothpaste. It’s delicious. Besides, you are having cotton candy. That’s essentially frozen blue food colouring! Besides, what flavour is cotton candy even supposed to be? Like, what does cotton candy taste like?”
Turns out that Keith had no reason to be nervous. He and Lance just… click. And, besides, Lance thinks Keith is funny when he’s not trying, which is excellent.
They go to the park, just as Hunk suggested, after they finish their ice cream. They spend the whole time just chatting, talking about nothing and everything, interspersed with Lance’s regular mini-lectures whenever he spots something particularly cool. Which is a lot of things, because Lance seems to be endlessly fascinated with the world at large.
It’s adorable. And also enlightening. Did you know one tree can be home to over 2.3 million life forms at one time? Keith didn’t. That’s dope as hell.
“…and oh, hey, an incipient hornet nest! Cool! Did you know wasp larvae can spin silk?”
Keith did not know that. He is also not fond of wasps, nor has he ever felt any sort of inclination to be near them. But he is becoming increasingly fond of Lance. Also, Lance seems to be some sort of animal whisperer. They’d been swarmed by yellowjackets outside of the ice cream parlour, but before Keith could even panic Lance had stood very still and said “no” in a firm, calm voice, and they all flew away immediately.
It did make Lance hotter, truly.
“I did not,” Keith says magnanimously, peering over Lance’s shoulder to look at the nest. Luckily, it’s empty. “That is pretty cool, though.”
Lance turns back to him and grins; a big, beaming smile that makes him glow.
God, he’s beautiful.
Keith can’t stop staring at him.
“You should kiss me,” Lance says bluntly, after a moment of them just softly looking at each other.
Keith blinks. “Okay.”
He lets go of Lance’s hand, reaching over to cup his face. He stays there for a moment, gently cradling Lance’s face in his arms, stroking his thumbs over sharp cheekbones, cataloguing the splash of freckles on his nose and the curve of his cupid’s bow.
Lance reaches up, after a few seconds, sliding careful fingers across the skin of Keith’s neck to tangle in his hair. He doesn’t pull, just — holds it, carefully.
“You going to kiss me now?”
Keith swallows. “I’m nervous. I don’t want to mess it up.”
Lance’s eyes flutter shut, and he sighs. “You don’t need to be. I want — I really want you to kiss me. I like you.”
“I like you too.”
“Okay.”
And that’s all it takes. The ‘okay’, breathy and quick and soft and maybe a little nervous, too, like for all his straightforward brazenness Lance is a little scared of messing this up as well.
He leans forward, faster than he thought he would, and presses his lips to Lance’s. The air is warm but Lance’s lips are still chilly from the ice cream, and his cheeks are hot beneath Keith’s hands, blushing. His lips curve into a smile that’s pressed firmly to Keith’s mirroring grin and he sighs again, a little, a happy sound, and tilts his head so their mouths fit together even better. And then his fingers are tracing little circles at the back of Keith’s neck and he makes a little humming noise on the back of his throat and Keith leans the tiniest little bit closer.
It’s good. It’s great.
It’s everything, really, and Keith doesn’t want it to end.
“You’re a good kisser,” Lance mumbles, not moving away even an inch.
“I like kissing you,” Keith says, pressing just as close.
Keith doesn’t remember why he was nervous.
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how did it go????
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i beat your mess by a mile
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low bar, boogerbrain. also, shut up.
to: takashit
no :)
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but it went REALLY well. we went for ice cream and then walked around the park for hours and then we kissed and he is so fucking cute, shiro. oh my god. seriously.
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good, kiddo. really. are y’all gonna go out again?
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yeah
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tomorrow night actually
to: keith kardashian
that’s awesome! i have a really good feeling about you guys.
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me too :)
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ladybirdmacbeth · 11 months
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this is modern kanej at some fancy event for Kaz’ job, gossiping abt the stuff inej has overheard his business rivals saying. cuz u know our girl is tiny and silent and snooping in every au
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fuedalreesespieces · 5 months
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one thing that always gets me whenever i read inuyasha modern au fics is that inuyasha is supposedly "the slacker" or the guy who doesn't try hard on anything academia related, and that always struck me as odd bc you're telling me inuyasha wouldn't be competing with, say, koga for rank 1? that he wouldn't study his ass off in the subjects he's actually interested in? that he wouldn't pour his everything into extracurriculars he cares about? he has his aloof moments in canon but ultimately he's a hard worker and i think that trait should be reflected in aus!
plus if we're thinking about the setting here, inuyasha's canon behavior is greatly influenced by his upbringing (and later lack thereof). putting him in an environment (modern au, lack of youkai discrimination) where his talents are cultivated instead of looked down upon would give us a very different character. it's always interesting to me whenever i see canon-typical inuyasha behavior in an au where his mom is alive because it suggests that his mistrust and gruff behavior are just part of his personality and not largely a result of childhood events. i feel like modern aus are an opportunity to see how he might have grown if not for the death of his mother + father & the consistent threat looming over him as a child. what would his personality be like then? how would his first meeting with kagome go considering that? his dynamics with his older brother? his goals? it's something that could be explored in a fic taking place in the feudal realm but it's kind of difficult to just subtract the discrimination aspect that comes with that setting...just things to think abt ig!
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dumbfucksystem · 11 hours
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imagine if the shen family was actually a part of the mafia. and shen yuan just never knew.
like his Family is rich and they are all super close. he’s even in contact with some of his distant relatives pretty often, which is kinda cool for him, he’s sure that this isn’t the case for most families so he considers himself lucky to know the extent of his family tree. sure, some of them seem to have lost a marble or two but what family doesn’t have a couple oddballs in their midst, you know?
and its not just sy’s comical obliviousness that contributes to this. his family is well aware that sy is not suited for this life style- especially his siblings. they grew up watching him get himself into all sorts of weird situations and putting himself at a disadvantage simply because he’s too nice. he can try and deny it all he wants (just like how he denies he’s gay- c’mon sy everyone can tell you are not straight) but his sense of justice would only burden him if he were to work for the Family. not to mention his sense of self preservation is absolute shit and they don’t want to have to babysit him his whole life- and he probably doesn’t want that either!
so they send him off to college, help him find an apartment, and basically do everything they can to help him start off on his own, away from the Family. his siblings had to do a whole lot of convincing to let this happen btw- this kind of thing usually isn’t allowed, but sy doesn’t know anything that could be used against the Family, so they make an exception in his case. better for them to not have a deadweight sticking around either is what they say but they all dote on him anyways and refuse to admit they care about him. sy definitely picked up this line of reasoning from them btw.
shen yuan is a little upset and confused that his Family seems eager to send him off (it’s not like they can’t afford for him to live with them after all- both of his older brothers still live in the Family’s massive house and even his aunts and uncles are living there??). he manages to recover quickly though. at least now he can read his web novels in piece without prompting any dick jokes (his cousins had a field day when they found his account with all of his pidw comments…). now he just needs to figure out how to live by himself.
it’s not that sy is incapable of taking care of himself- it’s just that he’s so used to having other people with him that he never understood how much they were doing for him until they were no longer around. but that’s fine, living on your own is just another learning curve and sy is willing to rise up to the challenge. which he did, by the way! he found a job and pays his taxes and even though that isn’t much he still gives himself a mental pat on the back for it. he is still in contact with his siblings, he never misses an update for pidw which he totally doesn’t get excited for and his life is going great.
……until he accidentally eats some expired food and dies.
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sualne · 28 days
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another model luffy for the heart
here's the flat/not cleaned version, im going to try to clean my art more if i have the time.
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alhaith4ms · 1 year
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college au pining! alhaitham who prolly plays cupid by fifty fifty or smth on loop while he stares at you longingly from afar in the library as you study, heart skipping a beat when your eyes meet and you give him a smile as you beckon him over to sit next to you.
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casukaga · 1 year
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Why don’t you watch C3 anymore?
lack of interest. couldn’t get myself to care about the characters as much as i did the nein. i didn’t feel interested enough in the campaign to watch the streams on thursdays anymore, and i wasn’t gonna force myself to do something i didn’t wanna do, so i didn’t.
c2 hit different, and probably came at a good place in my life for me to get attached to it. i will admit the cr hyperfixation has died down a bit since last year, but i still love the nein and beauyasha, so i’m still drawing them. i’ll just be here in my mighty nein comfort bubble for anyone who wants to join me.
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comradekatara · 17 days
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modern au gaang and fire lesbians' opinions on wikipedia, please
well if im being honest i think pretty much every normal person in the world has the same opinion on wikipedia, which is that it’s a helpful resource when doing cursory research into a topic and you just need to gather some basic facts. however, as we’ve just established, sokka is in the wikipedia moderation trenches and obsessively adds credible sources to every unsourced claim he comes across. that said, he also gets really pissed off when someone hands him any sort of assignment (he’s been tutoring kids ever since he was a kid, and he TAs for so many different subjects in grad school, even though he’s ostensibly pursuing physics) and there’s a wikipedia link listed in the bibliography. he goes fucking ballistic. he’s like “you really don’t care that i’ve dedicated so many hours of my life adding valuable sources to every single page under the sun only to begin and end your research at wikipedia???? you don’t even care about all my beautiful footnotes?????” and his student will just be like “um. are you crying rn.” and he’s like “NO…. I simply don’t understand…… WHY YOU HAVE FORSAKEN ME……….” and then he’s in a terrible mood for the rest of the day.
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ive made some playlists i thought i would share if anyone might like some bjr tunes! i have a serious one, a silly one, and one for the nebulous modern au tht lives in my brain
the last two i'll most likely still be adding songs here and there, but the 1st playlist is complete! i'll add the 1st playlist's tracklist+some lyric excerpts in the read more
black black heart - david usher
Something ugly this way comes Through my fingers sliding inside All these blessings all these burns I'm godless underneath your cover Search for pleasure search for pain In this world now I am undying I unfurl my flag my nation helpless Black black heart why would you offer more Why would you make it easier on me to satisfy I'm on fire I'm rotting to the core I'm eating all your Kings and Queens
dark entries - bauhaus
I came upon your room, it stuck into my head We leapt into the bed, degrading even lice You took delight in taking down my shielded pride Until exposed became my darker side
dissolved girl - massive attack
Shame, such a shame I think I kind of lost myself again Day, yesterday Really should be leaving, but I stay Say, say my name I need a little love to ease the pain Need a little love to ease the pain It's easy to remember, when it came
on the bound - fiona apple
You're all I need And maybe some faith would do me good I don't know what I'm doing Don't know, should I change my mind? I can't decide, there's too many variations to consider No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me more to do It's true, I do imbue my blue unto myself, I make it bitter
i think i'm paranoid - garbage
I think I'm paranoid And complicated I think I'm paranoid Manipulate it Bend me, break me anyway you need me All I want is you Bend me, break me, breaking down is easy All I want is you
symphony - dorian electra
Something's funny when I grab my guitar Feeling lonely like a dead shooting star I'm not the only one who's crashing your car (crashing your car) Need something louder just to drown out the scars (Make some fucking noise) Come on, baby, can't you see? (Can't you see?) I'm gonna need a symphony (symphony) And I'm gonna need to hear you scream
lecher bitch - genitorturers
I am the Lecher Bitch and I call on all who feed on danger Taste of the whore. Suffer my seed Crawl with the heretic and the world outside gets a little bit stranger
the bondage song - london after midnight
Innocent child, how you thought you knew me Understood my ways, my dark needs The hunt is not the thrill I'm after I want the kill, the conquest, to be your master Wrap your arms around my pale skin, it's too late to back out you're in On your knees and praise your new lord, deeper now And here's your reward, take me to bed and rip me apart
mercy - hurts
Fill me with rage And bleed me dry And feed me your hate In the echoing silence I shiver each time that you say Don't cry mercy There's too much pain to come
touch myself - genitorturers
I love myself, I want you to love me When I feel down, I want you above me I'll search myself, I want you to find me Forget myself, I want you to remind me I don't want anybody else When I think about you, I touch myself
nihil - 3teeth
Bound by flesh Freed by blood
this s*it will fcuk you up - combichrist
I am a bitch How do you want me? From behind Or on my knees? I am a slut Please hold me down I'll be your noise This shit will fuck you up
you spin me round - 3teeth
I set my sights on you And no one else will do And I I've got to have my way now, baby All I know is that to me You look like you're havin' fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come
closer - nine inch nails
(Help me) I broke apart my insides (Help me) I've got no soul to sell (Help me) the only thing that works for me Help me get away from myself
you've seen the butcher - deftones
I wanna watch the way You creep across my skull You slowly enter 'Cause you know my room And then you crawl your knees off Before you shake my tomb
hey - pixies
Hey, must be a devil between us Or whores in my head Whores at the door Whore in my bed But hey! Where have you been? If you go, I will surely die
And the whores like a choir: Uh-uh All night And Mary, ain't you tired of this? Uh, is the sound That the mother makes when the baby breaks
hail mary - skating polly
She got hit so hard she just got up from the ground If she ever hits back, I won't tell Hey Mary, follow me out and we'll never walk back Hey Mary, tell me honestly you'd never want that Hail Mary, trust me, don't look back or it's gonna end badly
if you really love nothing - interpol
When I find my home The next artery Splendid I bled my whole life So it's probably a kiss Goodbye then
tangled up in plaid - queens of the stone age
Come, lets play along And let each other lose A win would cause an alarm Don't matter to me, don't matter to you
spaceboy - smashing pumpkins
And spaceboy, they'll kill me Before I'm dead and gone And any way you choose me It won't be wrong And any way you choose me We won't belong
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