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kirislovelygf · 1 year

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my unruly heart (tsireya x fem! omaticaya reader)

contents: coming out, jake and neytiri being best parents, wlw, slight bullying, after neteyam’s death, you’re the oldest sully kid, secret relationship, gay lololol

a/n: i rewatched the prom on netflix twice this week and so this fic is based on song “unruly heart.” it made me cry and now i’m listening to it as i’m writing this. hope you like it 🫶🏽

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y/n knew from a young age she wasn’t like her siblings. she had four fingers and the attributes of her mother. and had the sarcastic attitude of her father.

but growing up, she never crushed on boys like her sister did. and when boys crushed on her, she did the most to avoid them and push them away.

“he was a nice boy, y/n. you’d be a fool not to go out with him.” kiri said one day as they walked back home through the forest.

“i’d be a fool if i went with him.” she retorted.

“he’s nice! and cute too.”

she rolls her eyes. “kiri, if you like him that much, then you date him.” she responded. kiri was taken aback at her sudden attitude.

“okay, i was just teasing. relax.” she shrugged.

y/n rolled her eyes and kept on walking.

“y/n, i’m sorry! if you don’t want to date him, there’s plenty of other guys that would love to be with you instead.” she called out.

“ugh, why do i have to be with any boy?” y/n groaned.

they walked past their friend, ewan. she was their friend they met while gathering fruits a couple weeks ago. she was kind to the girls.

“i see you, y/n, kiri.” she said softly, raising her accessorized hand up to her forehead.

the girls greeted her back and continued walking but y/n stared at her for a little longer than intended.

they made it to their home that was still in the trees. kiri and y/n were only ten years old at this point and their family had no need to live in the hallelujah mountains.

“what? boys? you talk about boys?” tuk exclaimed. she was only four years old and only knew a few words.

y/n chuckled and put her basket of fruit down in the corner.

“we were just saying boys are annoying and smelly and gross.” she chuckled as she picked up her four year old sister.

she kissed her cheek and went to put her down again.

she watched as she went to play with neteyam again and sat down with her thoughts.

her brother had girls drooling all over him all the time. she didn’t understand what they saw in him in terms of looks. her brother isn’t all that much to look at.

and kiri, sometimes all she talks about is the boys in the clan that have cute hair or are good hunters. and sometimes all she talks about is spider.

she didn’t understand it either. spider wasn’t much go look at either.

she was stuck with these thoughts for years.

the family was now living in the metkayina clan after the war against the demon ship. they had suffered the loss of their firstborn son and the responsibility of the eldest child went to y/n.

over two years had passed since the battle and now y/n was seventeen, turning eighteen. living on the reef was easier than it was two years ago.

the family missed neteyam more than anything, especially y/n. she wished she could ask him for advice. but they were able to find peace after years of mourning and sadness.

neteyam was the only one who ever knew about y/n and now she doesn’t know who to talk to other than tsireya.

she was worried about saying anything because she remembered how kiri was made fun of when they first arrived, being called a freak for being different.

while same-sex couples were considered normal in the omaticaya clan, she never thought about how the metkayina clan felt about them.

or how her parents felt about them. she never asked. they most likely don’t have a problem but what if they turned out to be angry? confused?

she couldn’t fathom the thought of them looking at her with such disgust and hate.

so she kept it hidden for as long as she could. and she did it successfully, until her family was suddenly obsessed with her being with the chief’s son.

they were good friends, her and ao’nung, but they didn’t feel the same way about each other. but their parents agreed that she’d make a great tsahìk with the right training.

but in their worry about their other kids and their behavior, they forgot to ask y/n what exactly she wanted. if she even wanted this arrangement at all.

she sat at the edge of her marui facing the shallow reefs while continuing to make a crochet top she started the other day.

as she looked at the string down in her lap, a face popped up in the water below her.

“hello, tsireya.” y/n mumbled, not looking up.

tsireya grumbled, creating bubbles that floated up to the surface. she lifted herself up and smiled.

“i’ll scare you one of these days.” she sighed. she took her hair and wrung out the water before flipping it back.

y/n chuckled quietly and continued her project.

tsireya bent down so y/n would look at her face.

y/n sighs and finally looks up. “i’m busy, tsireya.”

“too busy to talk to me?” she asked with pleading eyes.

y/n shakes her head softly. she puts her craft down and gives her attention to tsireya.

she knows that tsireya will guilt trip her way to get y/n’s attention but will let her do it anyway.

“are you okay?” she asked, tilting her head a bit.

“i’ve been thinking a lot about my parents. i have no idea how they will react.” she answered.

“i thought you already told them last night.” tsireya lifted herself up to sit next to her.

“i panicked. i couldn’t get the words out.” she admitted.

tsireya sighs and places her hand on y/n’s.

“i’m sorry. it’s okay, you will have another chance.” she said sweetly. y/n looks up to smile at her.

she sighs and looks out onto the other maruis lining the beaches of the island.

“i wish neteyam were here. he’d know what to do.” she muttered.

“i know you miss him.” tsireya mumbled. their hands interlocked as tsireya rubbed her thumb on her skin softly.

“what happened to make you so nervous?” she asked.

“my siblings. lo’ak was stressing my dad out again, kiri and tuk were play fighting while my mom was breaking them up. they were stressed and tired and i didn’t want to upset them.” y/n said, recalling the events of last night.

“i have an idea.” tsireya gasped. y/n glanced at her. “what is it?” she smiled.

“i will take your siblings out so you have the night to yourself with your parents. they will not be stressed and you can talk to them.” she said.

y/n thinks it over for a moment. “okay.. that might work-“

“great! i’ll go tell lo’ak and kiri right now.” she starts to stand but y/n quickly stops her and gets her to sit back down.

“wait! uh- uhm..” she tried to come up with an excuse on the spot but came up with nothing.

“are you still not ready?” tsireya sighed out.

“i feel like i am! but.. what about ao’nung? our parents have our future decided for us. what will happen when i tell them that their future for me isn’t what i want?”

“you won’t know unless you tell them. they will understand when they realize you want to be with someone for love.” tsireya says.

she takes both of y/n’s hands in hers and holds them.

“i’m scared, tsireya.” y/n whispered.

tsireya clicks her tongue and pulls y/n into her side to hug her.

“i’m so sorry, my love. i wish i could help more.” she said softly.

“if you don’t want to, we will not do it. you can tell them when you are ready.” she muttered.

the creaking of the woven pathways caught the girls' attention and they pulled away from each other.

y/n sniffs and rubs her face while tsireya lets out a nervous sigh while rubbing her hands on her thighs.

they look behind them to see jake coming in with neytiri behind him. they’re carrying food for dinner tonight.

“hey, girls.” jake greeted kindly.

“hey, dad. we were just talking.” she said quickly, like she had been caught.

he looks at his daughter weird for a moment. “i see that..”

“where are your siblings?” neytiri asked.

“they’re playing with the ilu. i just came to check on y/n but i am leaving now.” tsireya said with a smile.

she jumps down from the marui into the water and pats y/n’s knee.

“i love you.” tsireya whispered. y/n smiled and whispered it back before tsireya swan away.

“she’s a good friend. checkin’ up on you.” jake said to her.

“yeah. a great friend.” y/n sighed out.

“y/n, come help your mother make dinner.” neytiri said, starting a fire. y/n turns and gets up to help neytiri.

later that night, tsireya didn’t carry out her plan while knowing how y/n was against it. so they ate dinner, talked for a while, before going to sleep.

y/n couldn’t though. in the middle of the night, she found herself sitting at the edge of the marui again while staring at the bioluminescence living in the water.

she was so deep in her thoughts, she didn’t hear her dad wake up and walk over.

she gasped lightly when he sat down beside her.

“you scared me.” she chuckled lightly.

“sorry, sweetheart.” he muttered, rubbing her back a bit.

she sighs and looks at the water again.

“what’s wrong? why can’t you sleep?” he asked.

“i had a lot on my mind.” she shrugged in response.

jake nods and looks at the water.

“is it ao’nung? are you worried about him?”

y/n’s breath hitches. “yeah, sort of,” she nodded.

“what is it? you two will make great leaders, you don’t have to worry.” he said.

“it’s not that, dad.” she looks up at him.

“oh.. then what is it?” he asks gently.

“i… don’t like ao’nung like that. he is my friend.” she said.

his eyes widen a bit. “aw, sweetheart, why didn’t you say anything? i never would have suggested you be together if i knew.” he says softly.

y/n hugs herself as her stomach tightens from the nerves.

“if you don’t want to be with him, you know what? that’s perfectly okay. you don’t have to be with him to be tsahìk. you can rule together but not.. you know, together.”

she looks up at him. “really? but what about his parents? and mom?”

“we can talk it out. but i’m not gonna force you to do something you’re not comfortable with. i couldn’t bear that.” he said, gently wrapping an arm around her.

she feels small relief but is still worried about telling him.

“so, you can tell me. why don’t you like him? is it the..” jake points to his lips. “the fish lips?”

“dad.” y/n chuckled.

“come on. what, is it the attitude?”

“i mean.. he is nice and more mature than when we met but.. uhm..”

her nails dig into her arm slightly.

jake leans over to see her face clearly. he sees she wants to say something. he moves a braid from her face and tucks it behind her ear.

“hey, you okay?” he asks.

she looks up at him slightly. “you can tell me anything, you know that. i’m your dad.” he reminded her.

she stared at him for a moment.

“i don’t like ao’nung.. because he is a boy.”

jake’s eyes widen at those words. he watched as tears began to form in his daughters eyes.

“oh..”

“i understand if you’re disappointed.”

“no, no. y/n, i’m not-“

y/n covers her mouth and all jake think to do is hug her. to remind her that he loved her.

“i’m not disappointed in you. i’m so proud of you, know that?” he muttered.

“what?” y/n looks up. “but i messed everything up.”

“you didn’t mess up a thing.” he told her.

he cups her face with one hand. “you are my daughter. i could never be disappointed in you or angry at you for something you can’t control.”

y/n started to cry even more. “and listen to me. there is nothing you could ever say to get me to stop loving you. do you understand? nothing.”

“all i ever wanted was for my kids to be happy and to grow up to be with someone for love.”

she nods. he pulls her in again as she cries softly while hugging back. “i love you, sweetheart.”

“i love you, dad.”

he hugs her for a little moment longer.

“dad-“

“yeah?”

“you’re hurting my ribs.”

he looks down and kissed the top of her head one more before letting her go, making her breath heavily.

“jeez, dad.” she laughed quietly.

“i’m sorry. i just love you so much, sweetheart.” he rubs her head gently and she chuckled.

he pats her shoulder once. “let’s get some sleep, yeah? you’ve had a stressful day.” he says.

“okay.” y/n nods. he goes to his side of the marui to sleep next to neytiri while y/n goes to her corner to get some rest.

the next morning, y/n leaped out of her corner, put away her mat and blanket and ran out of the marui before her siblings could even yawn awake.

neytiri was making their breakfast when she ran out without warning. “y/n, your breakfast!”

she runs off and neytiri huffs. she looks over at jake who’s plating the food for the kids.

“is she okay?” she asked him.

he looks up at her and then back down at his task. “you’ll have to ask her.” he shrugged.

neytiri stays staring at him, waiting for him to spill it.

“i’m not telling you.” he muttered in a sing-songy tone

she hissed quietly and continued cutting vegetables. jake laughs to himself before getting up to wake up the kids.

y/n ran to the reef where tsireya was every morning, collecting food for her breakfast.

“tsireya!” y/n yelled out. tsireya was standing by rocks in shallow water that reached below her knee. she looks up to see y/n running at her.

y/n threw her arms around tsireya, almost knocking her over into the water.

“whoa- good morning.” she laughed.

y/n pulls away and holds her by the shoulders.

“i told my dad.” she smiled brightly.

tsireya gasps. “no!”

“yes!”

“when!?”

“last night! it went great, better than i though!” she exclaimed.

tsireya squeals and they hug while rocking in place in each other’s arms.

“oh, i’m so proud of you, y/n! i knew you could do it.” she laughed out.

they pull away for a moment. “what did he say?”

“he just said he wanted the best for me a that he still loved me. and i was so happy, j started crying and- ugh, i’m just so glad he finally knows.” she sighed out.

“this is amazing, y/n. wait, does.. does your mother know too?” tsireya asked, tilting her head.

y/n breathed out. “oh. uh, no. she doesn’t.”

“okay..”

“i forgot i have to tell her too.” she chuckled.

“it’s okay. i am positive she will have the same reaction as your father.” tsireya smiled. her hands rested on y/n’s shoulders while y/n’s hands were holding onto her arms.

“i was so excited to have my dad know uh..” y/n sighed.

tsireya thinks for a moment. “oh, i have to tame the baby ilu today. maybe i can take your siblings with me so it is just you and your parents.” she shrugged.

“okay.. yeah, please.” y/n nodded. tsireya smiles.

“okay, tell them when you go to eat breakfast.” she says. she kissed y/n’s cheek softly before y/n made her way home.

telling neytiri went perfectly, more than perfect. she responded with nothing short of love and support.

she kissed her face a bunch and kept reminding her that she loved her so much.

it made y/n realize she had nothing to worry about. her parents have spent years telling their kids that they love them.

her father moved their entire lives to protect them. her mother defended them when others called them demons.

that night, y/n went to visit tsireya again. they sat at the beach with the calming sounds of the waves crashing against the beach accompanying their voices.

“and she kept hugging me and during dinner, she gave me extra fruit and my siblings were jealous. it was great.” y/n sighed.

“i’m so happy for you. i knew you were strong enough to tell them one day.” tsireya said.

y/n looks at her and then down at her hand. she holds tsireya’s in hers.

“thank you for believing in me. and encouraging me. i couldn’t have told them without your love and support.” y/n said softly.

tsireya laughs softly and her ears perked up.

“i will always be here for you. to talk, to listen, to be there.” she muttered.

tsireya’s hand raised up to cup y/n’s face and she leans into her touch.

“i love you more than i’ve ever loved anyone. you’re independent and strong and i admire you so much.” she said.

y/n smiled and looks down. “i’m not strong, i-“

“you are. i saw how you were there for your siblings after neteyam.” tsireya said softly.

y/n looks up slightly. “you’re an amazing girl. and i thank eywa everyday that i was able to have the pleasure of meeting you.”

y/n smiled and threw her arms around tsireya, making them both laugh out.

“i love you more, tsireya.” y/n sighed out.

tsireya hugs her tighter before they pull away to kiss.

they’ve kissed millions of times in secret but to kiss with people now knowing, it was a different feeling.

y/n wanted to shout her love for tsireya from the highest hallelujah mountains for all of pandora to hear.

having to hide was a pain but having to hide her love for tsireya was worse.

the next day, she brought tsireya to their home to properly introduce her to her parents.

while jake and neytiri shared their congratulations and embarrassed y/n with thousand of questions, she didn’t let go of tsireya’s hand once.

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a/n: if you ever need to talk to someone when having trouble with coming out to friends or family, or even coming to terms with your sexuality yourself, i and many others are available to talk and to listen.

love you, beautiful 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

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zawazawanightmares · 1 month

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Shinji Ikari & Lucifer

You, Shinji Ikari, are connected to Lucifer Your partner doesn't mind all ages or 18+ roleplay Your partner has a starter. Type /starter or tap here to see it.

Shinji Ikari: /starter

Lucifer: Androgynous looking with a slender figure and medium length wavy golden hair. Very dark iris, making his eyes look like black pearls. Pretty like you have never seen before, breathtaking even. Also quite childish. Might come off as a sad pathetic man to gain pity points but will drop the act the moment he gets bored. Or won't. https://ibb.co/Msh75MR (By _Yuming_Li on twitter) ((Inspired by John Milton's works))

Lucifer: Get in the existential crisis Shinji.

Shinji Ikari: ...Excuse me?

Lucifer: Just kidding kid

Shinji Ikari: Oh...okay.

Lucifer: Anyways have you seen my gay son?

Shinji Ikari: Your...gay son. Do you know what he looks like?

Lucifer: White hair, red eyes.

Shinji Ikari: ...Kaworu?!

Lucifer: Ah yes. That one.

Shinji Ikari: He's my boyfriend!

Lucifer: So I was right about him being gay.

Lucifer: And having horrible taste. No offense kid

Shinji Ikari: I won't argue with you on that but it's weird that you used that as a descriptor. How was I supposed to know who he was going off on that? And you only can identify him by him being gay? Kaworu has a bunch of other qualities, you know!

Lucifer: Pfft, you humans are interesting.

Lucifer: Of course he has other qualities. I am aware of that. He is my son.

Lucifer: He is too good for his own good for example, is enamoured by humans to the point of self harm.

Shinji Ikari: Well...then why don't you help him? You're his dad.

Lucifer: I don't want to hinder his process.

Shinji Ikari: What process? He just helps out at NERV.

Lucifer: Process of growing up.

Lucifer: Also, fine. I will bite it. I am a deadbeat dad.

Shinji Ikari: *sighs* So you're just like my dad.

Lucifer: What- what does that mean?

Shinji Ikari: You say you know him just because you know what he's like...but you don't care about how he feels. He's so lonely by himself, like he doesn't have any family...you know that right?

Lucifer: ... I know.

Lucifer: But I just can't come on earth to visit him.

Shinji Ikari: Why not? Are you some type of Angel too?

Lucifer: The devil. To be specific.

Shinji Ikari: ...So, you're Lucifer? You two do look alike.

Lucifer: Aw that's because we are family.

Lucifer: I could bring on yet another impact if I wished to but I am deciding against it dear.

Shinji Ikari: Um...yeah, we would both prefer if you didn't do that.

Lucifer: I am not. Seems like too much work.

Lucifer: I would have to see the mangled corpse of my ex.

Shinji Ikari: Lilith...is your ex.

Lucifer: Yeah.

Shinji Ikari: That...must be incredibly awkward.

Lucifer: It really is!

Lucifer: And do you know what is worse?

Lucifer: Adam is too.

Shinji Ikari: So basically...we're all running around in copies of your firstborn son?

Lucifer: Really awkward.

Shinji Ikari: This is so weird...I should get going. Probably tell Kaworu I saw his dad.

Lucifer: I don't think he would be happy.

Shinji Ikari: I mean, he deserves to know...we need to communicate with each other.

Lucifer: Do you want to see him sulking?

Shinji Ikari: ...No. Even though he sees me sulking all the time.

Lucifer: I feel bad for my son now.

Shinji Ikari: Yeah, kind of what I was getting at...

Lucifer: Damn boy pick yourself up.

Lucifer: I don't want a depressed brat near my son.

Shinji Ikari: I'll try my best...won't run away or whatever.

Lucifer: Aw thanksies dear.

Lucifer: So can you tell me why the alarms are blaring in this little city of yours?

Shinji Ikari: Ah. An Angel attack...I gotta get back. I think Kaworu is in Asuka's EVA today.

Lucifer: Oh! Oh-

Lucifer: That might be my fault.

Lucifer: Could you tell them the angel of today isn't planning to attack?m

Shinji Ikari: I mean, I can but I doubt anyone will listen to me. And then they'll want to know where I got the information from...

Lucifer: From the angel. Of course

Lucifer: I don't mind being detained.

Shinji Ikari: So you'll come along then?

Lucifer: Mhm.

Shinji Ikari: Good! I mean...less people will die then. *walks off*

Lucifer: follows after No one will die. I come in peace.

Shinji Ikari: *leads him to NERV headquarters; Misato, Rei III and Kaworu are gathered with Gendo overlooking* (Gendo): You're late, Shinji. Do the lives of the citizens of Tokyo mean so little to you that you can---who is that?

Lucifer: does his damn best to look away from Kaworu. Lucifer.

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): ...Father, why are you here? *to Shinji* Why is he here? (Shinji): It's a long story...

Lucifer: What? Is it a crime to see my son? Aww look at how grown up you became.

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): *crosses his arms* Not as big as your other children, apparently... (Misato): S-so...you're an Angel.

Lucifer: Well, they are humongous. One of your brothers can't even fit on earth. So...

Shinji Ikari: (Misato): Wait, if you fathered the Angels, can't you stop the one outside?

Lucifer: No.

Lucifer: They are grown enough to make their own decisions.

Shinji Ikari: Wait, you said if I brought you here, you'd--- (Kaworu): He lies, Shinji...he's the father of all of them.

Lucifer: Aw Kaworu. You sound hurt. When did I ever lie to you?

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): You said that people here liked Shinji. (Misato): I like Shinji. (Kaworu): I'm still trying to gauge whether that's a positive or not.

Lucifer: See? One of em does.

Lucifer: And you do too, I guess.

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): I'm not even human. You're always trying to worm out of things.

Lucifer: And you are just like me.

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): I actually see things through and clean up my messes.

Lucifer: It took you several loops to arrive there.

Lucifer: Ah, his first life. He was just like me guys.

Lucifer: Putting the cat out of its misery? Giving it salvation?

Lucifer: I did that too once.

Shinji Ikari: (Rei III): ...Loops? (Kaworu): And in another one, Shinji and I were in a detective agency. The point is, I ride things out and you run off to angst. Shinji is three times the man you are.

Lucifer: Excuse me???

Lucifer: That- that thing is?

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): A man who can see things through. You: A sorry excuse for a father who lets his children wreck havoc on the planet instead of reining them in. You should be ashamed to show your face here.

Lucifer: Fine. Whatever. I will tell your brother to drop it.

Shinji Ikari: (Kaworu): Thank you...Shinji, for dragging my dad here so he can fix his mess. For once. (Shinji): Um...thank you, sir! *bows to Lucifer*

Lucifer: Look at that brat thanking his boyfriend instead of me.

Lucifer: Aw don't mention it Shinji.

Shinji Ikari: (Misato): I just watched all of that...so where's Asuka again? (Rei III): She told me to lie to you and say she's sick but she's on a date with Mari.

Lucifer: Woah she is horrible at lying.

Shinji Ikari: (Rei III): I never learned how...or learned how to care.

Lucifer: Typical Lilim.

Shinji Ikari: (Thanks!)

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ariesbilly · 4 years

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Share your feelings on that BMW ep

season 3 episode 15 entitled “the heart is a lonely hunter” is, if im remembering correctly, the first time the show really brings up shawns “ladies man” status and subsequently deconstructs it

shawn is never seen committing to one girl (and as we later will find out in season 5, he has a strict 2 week rule which honestly shouldnt have even existed after this episode but boy meets worlds continuity was a mess so i digress. although... i’ll get more into that theory later). anyone even remotely familiar with shawn hunter as a character knows why; the boys got some serious abandonment issues. his mother left, his father was a mess and ultimately left, you can even argue to an extent shawn felt abandoned by cory once he started dating topanga (and well all know that manifests itself in the wedding episode) - which, to add on to that, shawn also finds himself completely latching on to that relationship because theyre the only stable loving relationships hes known

so anyway, youve got this episode where shawns got his first like, real crush on a girl. its not just “she’s pretty lets make out”. he actually wants to date her, he likes her, but hes got this playboy reputation and he doesnt know how to do anything else, because hes too afraid too. so hes got this reputation and he doesnt know date someone without it just being physical, which leads to her dumping him because theyre just too different for her liking. she wants someone like cory. and its not that shawns a bad guy but like... obviously he and cory have very different tactics when it comes to dating.

which leads me to topanga laying into him about how shawn doesnt understand women and he only wants one thing out of them. shawn isnt a bad guy. his intentions are never to just use women up and dispose them when hes done. its not about them, its about him. its because shawns scared of getting hurt. its because shawns scared of getting left again. he doesnt want to get attached because its his experience that getting attached just leads to heartbreak. AND on top of that, you have shawn basically admitting that he doesnt think he belongs with girls like dana, who are nice and wholesome and sweet.

you have this scene where he flat out says he belongs with “fast flashy girls”. the boy has never had a high opinion of himself and it shows

BUT HERES THE KICKER BABY (yall really thought i was gonna go on a shawn hunter rant and not discuss the blatant gayness that coats every fiber of his being...)

that very scene i linked, you have turner telling shawn that most important relationship in his life (cory) is with someone who is not fast and flashy, but in fact the very type of person shawn doesnt think hes worthy of. HE ALREADY HAS IT! HE’S HAD IN THE WHOLE TIME!!

“this is your best relationship. you listen to each other and you really trust each other”

the implications that shawn is going around with all these different girls and nothing ever sticks but his best friend is the relationship he’s been looking for all along ??? HELLO ??

and is it any wonder that even after dana and this breakthrough shawn had made he still couldnt commit to any girl until angela?

could it be because of his repressed homosexual feelings for his best friend cornelius matthews who was happily taken so shawn had two things going against him there on that one

IN CONCLUSION shawn hunter was running through women to distract himself from his own feelings of inadequacy on a multitude of levels and i have more to say about shawn and relationships beyond this episode but i’ll end this here

#love that in 2020 i can still yell my ass off about shawn hunter #my firstborn sad gay boi son #briana answers things #Anonymous

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the-coffee-story · 3 years

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Coffee - The Plague Doctor's Revenge

Chapter 5 - Old Friends

It took around half an hour to stitch Doc back up. Coffee left halfway through to get himself something in the cafeteria.

"Alright," the nurse finally said. "Should be good for now. Come back in a few days for a check-up."

"Aye, aye." Doc nodded absentmindedly.

"And maybe at least try not to get into knifefights anymore!", she called when he'd already opened the door.

"I mean, it's not like I'm actively looking for knifefights to take part in...", Doc mumbled as he left the room. Walther snickered.

Five minutes later they were walking down the brightly lit white corridor. Walther picked an ant off their sleeve and gently put it on a potted plant on the white plastic windowsill. "Gah. I helped Tessa with her science project, ended up spilling pheromone solution over myself and became the sexiest ant in all of Great Britain."

An amused smirk was playing on Doc's lips. "And what did Tessa say to that?"

"Great, now I gotta compete against ants to win your heart." Walther laughed. "She's writing her finals soon. And then we'll... I dunno. Get a nice little cottage with a scarecrow in the garden and a pride flag in the living room."

"Sounds like a plan."

Walther laughed. "So you support my gay romance?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Doc scratched his wounded arm. "God. The stitches were unnecessary."

"If you'd waited a little more you would've been the proud owner of a new red shirt."

"What do you have against red shirts?"

"Nothing, as long as they're not soaking with blood."

Doc chuckled. He was about to say something in response when he was suddenly interrupted by a melodic voice coming from further down the corridor. "Maury, is that you?!"

They both turned around to see a fourty-something doctor...not quite running, but walking quickly down the corridor, surprise in her pale white face. Then her perfectly curved lips spread into a smile, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. "Oh my God, it really is you!!!"

She ran up to them and hugged Doc. "Great to see you again." Her melodic voice was muffled because her face was buried in his lab coat, but Walther could hear she had a Scottish accent.

He chuckled. "Calm down, Eugenia. Calm down. Actually, I go by Terence Tilch these days."

Walther frowned. "That explains why you knew so much about legal name changes-" Doc flushed red.

"Really?" The woman stepped back and tilted her head gracefully. "That's a shame, it was a pretty name. I named my firstborn after you." She looked up, her long black lashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. "You're even taller than I remember you."

"I am genuinely unsure whether that is an insult or not."

"It is a mere fact." Her quiet laugh could make anyone's heart melt.

"You know each other?", Walther asked.

"We used to work together." The woman flashed them a brilliant smile. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself again. My bad." She held out her hand. "Eugenia Edicius. Leading surgeon."

Doc raised an eyebrow. "You got an upgrade."

"Indeed." She smirked. "You?"

"Depends on whether or not you consider cutting up corpses an upgrade. I certainly do."

"Aaand that didn't sound creepy at all." Eugenia turned to Walther. "And you are...?"

Walther smiled shyly. "Uh...Detective Welle Walther. His colleague and adoptive problem child."

Eugenia laughed. "Oh dear, looks like I missed a lot." She gracefully flicked her hair out of her face.

Everything about her was beautiful. Her eyes were the colour of moonbeams through leaves, with a few golden brown spots that made a nice contrast, and her hair as black as night, save for just a few silver strands. She almost looked like a nymph. Just her presence made Walther weirdly dizzy.

"How have you been?", Doc asked. His voice was warm.

"Oh, you know..." Eugenia sighed. "I married Wilhelm after you left and we had a beautiful boy..." Her eyes sparkled like frozen leaves.

"That's wonderful to hear! Does Wilhelm work here too?"

"...but then this year there was a fire in our house, and I... only managed to save our son. Wilhelm didn't make it."

"Oh." Doc's smile faded. "Oh, that's... I'm so sorry..."

Eugenia gave him a sad smile and shrugged her frail shoulders. "It's okay. I still have our son." She glanced up at Doc. "We named him Maurice, you know? To remember you after you disappeared."

"That's...whoa, that's so overwhelming-"

She laughed. Her laugh sounded like a bell.

"Dr. Edicius!", a nurse called from down the hall. "I know the Doctor is a charming fellow, but we have surgeries to make!"

"Oh. Right. Pardon me, Edith." She gave both of them a sweet smile. "I'll see you. Terry, I assume we'll meet here quite often from now on, isn't that so?"

He nodded. "You know me too well."

She waved and walked away.

"Something here seems very off," the Doctor said as soon as she had left. "And with that I'm not saying I don't trust her...wait, that's exactly what I'm saying."

Walther frowned. "I thought you know each other?"

"We do. But people change." He started walking towards the staircase and Walther had to jog in order to keep up with his pace. "You see, while we were stuck in the elevator Coffee actually told me something very interesting."

"And that would be?"

"We've got another masked vigilante in town. This time in a Plague Doctor mask."

"Jeez, are we in Gotham?" Walther laughed but stopped when they saw that Doc's face was serious. "And what about it?"

"Walther, how many guys with knee-long black curls do you know?"

They frowned. "None. What do you mean?"

"So, you could say, that is pretty rare."

"Correct."

"I knew...one. Eugenia's husband, Wilhelm Wisper."

"Oh." Walther's eyes widened. "Oh! Are you suggesting-"

"It all seems a little off, doesn't it? Wilhelm dies in a fire, Eugenia moves here, and just like that we have a masked stranger in Graytown who happens to have the same characteristics."

Walther nodded. "This stinks. So what are you planning to do?"

"I think I should investigate a little more. This whole thing seems rather suspicious."

"So where do we start?"

"I'll go back to where I came from and ask my family about Wilhelm's death."

#reviews are welcome ;)#remember to listen to the song #the coffee story #the plague doctor's revenge

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gayrett-hawke · 3 years

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Getting to Know Hawke

Basics

Name: Garrett Hawke

Age at the start of their game: 27 (born 30 Firstfall, 9:03 Dragon)

Gender: Male

Sexual orientation: Gay

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 227 lbs

Eyes: Brown

Hair color/texture: Black; Wavy (not that you can tell with how short it normally is)

Skin tone: Ivory

Do they tan or freckle?: He definitely tans, and he gets some freckles too, but they're so faint, it's hardly noticeable

Any distinctive physical characteristics?: Other than being a big, beefy boy with a fabulous beard? Just some scars here and there, most notably the one across his nose that he usually covers with war paint

Personality

Personality type: ESFP-T

Optimist, pessimist, or realist?: Realist

Best traits:

Charming

Friendly

Outgoing

Compassionate

Loyal

Worst flaws:

Self-Deprecating

Foolhardy

Soft-Hearted

Audacious

Evasive

Tropes that apply to them:

All-Loving Hero

Almighty Janitor

Aloof Big Brother

Badass Unintentional

Because Destiny Says So

Benevolent Boss

Beware the Silly Ones

Big Brother Instinct

Bullying a Dragon

The Caretaker

Casual Danger Dialogue

The Charmer

Cosmic Plaything

Deadpan Snarker

The Dutiful Son

Failure Hero

Fight Magnet

Friend to All Children

Heroic Self-Deprecation

Hurting Hero

It's All My Fault

Let's Get Dangerous!

Living Emotional Crutch

Magic Knight

Magnetic Hero

Modest Royalty

Must Make Amends

Nay-Theist

Nice Job Breaking It, Hero!

Non-Idle Rich

Obfuscating Stupidity

One-Man Army

Properly Paranoid

Rage Breaking Point

Reluctant Warrior

Right Man in the Wrong Place

Royals Who Actually Do Something

Sad Clown

Seen It All

The Snark Knight

Warrior Therapist

You Are Better Than You Think You Are

Are there any songs that particularly suit them?:

Forever Young by Youth Group

Don't Stop Me Now by Queen

Warriors by Imagine Dragons

Smile by Nat King Cole

For You I Will by Tata Young

If yes, would they agree with your selections?: Yeah, probably, but he might prefer I leave out the 4th one

Preferences

Favorite color: Red

Favorite animal: DRAGONS!

Taste in clothing: Casual. Anything that's comfortable, sturdy, and at least somewhat decent-looking

How do they feel about mage rights?: Would like some, thank you

How do they feel about the other races of Thedas?: As long as the personality is decent, he gets along with them. Also, Qunari are big and strong, and he admires them from an aesthetic point of view

Are they religious?: Not especially, but he technically was raised Andrastian

If they were to find themselves in a modern AU

Favorite food: Burgers

Drink order: Dark and Stormy, Old-Fashioned, or Whiskey Sour

What would they wear for a night out?: An obnoxiously-tight black t-shirt, a red flannel with the sleeves rolled up, a pair of jeans, and some black Doc Martens

Song(s) that would be sure to get them on the dance floor:

Take on Me by a-ha

Tubthumping by Chumbawamba

All Star by Smash Mouth

Blue (Da Ba Dee) by Eiffel 65

Ma Ya Hi (Dragostea Din Tei) by Dan Balan and Lucas Prata

What Is Love by Haddaway

Careless Whisper by George Michael

Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley

YMCA by Village People

Rasputin by Boney M

U Can't Touch This by MC Hammer

Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye

September by Earth, Wind, and Fire

College major: Kinesiology or Paleontology, maybe

Ideal date: Amusement Park

Favorite movie and/or film genre: Shrek 2; Comedy

Family/Friends/Love Life

Relationship with their parents: Garrett was very close to Malcolm. As the firstborn and a fellow mage, he had plenty of time to bond with his father and follow in his footsteps. His relationship with Leandra wasn't as solid, though. He always wanted to make her proud, but she put a lot on him after his father died, and he mostly just accepted that she needed someone to take her pain out on

Siblings (outside of canon): Surprising or no, Hawke really loves Carver. He's not great at being serious and all that, but he does actually care and would do anything for his younger brother. He also realizes how much Carver has had to deal with and is willing to be an emotional punching bag whenever he needs it. His relationship with Bethany was a lot better, since they spent a lot of time learning magic together, and she was more willing to let loose than Carver. She was his rock, and the rest of the family's too, and her loss affected him deeply

Best friend(s): Varric, Isabella, Anders (initially), and Inquisitor Adaar (if she is able to exist in the RP)

Companion(s) they get along best with: Fenris, Isabella, Varric, Merrill, and Anders (initially)

Companion(s) they get along worst with: Carver (one-sided), Sebastian, and Anders (eventually)

Companion(s) from other games in the series you wish they could meet, and why: Alistair back when he was a Grey Warden, just because of the sheer amount of goofy himbo energy they both have

Age of sexual debut: Probably around 16 or 17 (but please don't be creepy about it; mun is ace and is only basing this age on what they heard about from their peers in high school)

Romanced: Fenris (RPs will not go beyond flirting with anyone he met after this man who stole his heart)

Relationship status as of the end of Inquisition: Partners

Are there any songs that particularly suit their romance?:

All On Me by Devin Dawson (with altered gender terms)

Did I Mention by Jeff Lewis and Mitchell Hope (again, altering gendered vocabulary)

Arms by Christina Perri

Latch by Sam Smith

What are they like as a romantic partner?: Snarky and playful, but ultimately putty in his partner's hands. He's a bit of a hopeless romantic and will turn his whole life upside down to please the one he loves. Also prone to grand romantic gestures and spontaneous displays of affection

Do they enjoy cuddling?: Absolutely!

Do they want children?: Not particularly

Do they (now or eventually) have children?: No

Skills

Can they cook?: A bit

Can they sing/play an instrument?: Sing? Sure. Play an instrument? No

Are they a good dancer? If not, do they do it anyway?: He can be, but it's much more fun to goof off and entertain the people around him

Do they have any creative hobbies?: Not really

Any martial training beyond their main weapon?: Malcolm trained him in swordfighting before his magic kicked in

Languages spoken: The common tongue and a bit of Tevene he picked up from Fenris

Any other unique skills they'd like us to know about?: He's pretty talented at drinking, but anything else he'd like you to know probably wouldn't be appropriate to repeat

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availe · 6 years

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My thoughts while rewatching the Sanders Sides part 2

Losing my motivation:

- There we have it. Infinitesimal.

- Patton looks so cute when he’s wearing his cardigan (I’m just a sucker for boys in cardigans)

- daDDY

- “I’m not ALWAYS the bad guy...” I AM CRYING

- Gosh, all of Romans movements are so gay and extra. He’s so fab

- “Oh no... How could you do it... I trusted you.” loGAN PLEASE

- I always wish I would have been there when Patton first called him Logan. The outrage in the fandom must have been great

My Personality Q&A:

- Please do one of those again, Thomas

- “You’re my creativity, people still love you, don’t worry.” “Oh, I don’t worry about that.”

Roman, one year later:

- Virgil’s giggle at Patton’s dad joke is adorable. But I just noticed Roman’s laugh is so big and hearty and warm. He’s great

- Logan and Roman. What the heck is up with those ringtones you have

- VIRGIL TELL US YOUR TUMBLR URL YOU COWARD

- “Logic, you understand reality better than the other two, and that is very comforting.” We always knew Logan knows how to calm the anxious boy down

Am I original?

- I love this video because it’s hilarious and Roman is my fave, but I also hate it because I feel so sorry for Virgil at the end

- Talyn and Joan “yogurting???” is adorable

- I’m probably the only Fander in this world who cannot recite the poetry battle

- I would sacrifice my firstborn son to see Let’s Plays from Patton

- I ALWAYS skip the part where everyone cheers up Roman. Always. I can’t bear to see Virgil sad like that. I’m weak

- I somehow enjoy Roman’s behaviour during the “serious talk time”. It’s kinda refreshing to see

- Aaaand Thomas still hasn’t done that Draw My Life. I actually wanna see that!

- “MY LIFE IS A LIIIEE!!!”

#sanders sides #thomas sanders

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thebestoftimes · 5 years

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50 QUESTION BOOK TAG FOR WORLD BOOK DAY

By me, Jess. I made this for world book day but then got depressed and didn’t post it on time lmao but here ya go kids be warned though it’s a long one. Also the numbers thing got fucked up and I couldn’t fix it. I got a lot of these questions from other tags I’ve seen and google so if something sounds familiar... that’s why.

Who or what sparked your love of literature?

Aw my parents fueled my book habit when I was a kid and took me to the bookstore all the time and since then all my teachers have always encouraged me and made me love books even more than I thought possible.

Do you have an ‘odd’ book habit? (page sniffing/never leaving the house with a book)

It’s true that I never go anywhere without a book. I got one in my backpack or purse or reading on my phone but it’s always there.

Do you have a book that you think has changed your life? How?

A lot of books and series have made significant impacts on my life (like I can’t picture elementary school without Percy Jackson being in my life) but like as a person I can’t think of any one book that has changed who I am. It’s been a team effort.

Which book have you reread most frequently?

I think I reread Hush Hush every year lmao idk why

You can meet any author and ask one question. What author would you chose and what question would you ask?

I’d want to meet Shakespeare and ask him if all his characters really were just that gay or if we’re all reading too much into it.

Best book published this year so far?

It’s only March but The Gilded Wolves by Roshani Chokshi

Imagine you’ve started a book and don’t like it. Do you see the experience through to the bitter end, or are you able to talk away from it mid story?

I used to always finish what I started but now that I’m in college and have a mountain of a TBR I’ll just stop.

What book is top of your wish list/TBR pile?

Uhh A Winter’s Promise by Christelle Dabos is on top rn

Favourite place to read?

My bed. Boring but a classic.

If you buy books, do you lend them out? Ever had a bad experience?

Of course. No all my friends respect my stuff and return them promptly.

What fictional character do you ship yourself with?

So many but I think Gansey and I from The Raven Cycle would make the best couple.

Weirdest thing you’ve used as a bookmark

I use whatever near me so I might have done something weirder but lately I’ve been using tissues because I have a tissue box by my bed and never real bookmarks. But I’ve used graded homework, a toy car, a crayon, earbuds, etc.

Favorite quality/qualities in a protagonist and antagonist

Wow this is s hard okay for protag I am a sucker for like stubborn, smartass with a martyr complex. Sad but true. Antags I love a good morally grey character or anti-villain. Tragic backstory but smart as hell. The worst (the best). Characters like the Darkling from The Grisha Trilogy, and Warner from the first Shatter Me book (I know he’s a good guy NOW but back then we all thought he was a sadistic and sexy villain).

Favorite genre and favorite book from that genre.

YA Urban Fantasy babyyy and that’d be City of Bones by Cassandra Clare or Lady Midnight by Cassandra Clare:)

Best/worst movie adaptation in your eyes

Best: Harry Potter and The Hunger Games | Worst: Percy Jackson

Do you prefer reading your own books, or library books?

My own.

How do you choose your next book to read?

Literally whatever I’m feeling like at the moment.

Your favorite word.

I love many words but I have a soft spot for “lively” and “lilt”.

Book that got you hooked on reading/how you got hooked.

I’ve always been obsessed with reading but The Peter and the Starcatchers Series was like my shift from nicotine to heroine.

Opinion on dog-earing, margin writing, ect.

I only write in the margins of books I have to read for class/textbooks. And that’s for studying and active reading purposes. For any other situation: no.

Top 5 immediate to read in no order

A Winter’s Promise by Christelle Dabos

A Very Large Expanse of Sea by Tahereh Mafi

Crazy Rich Asians by Kevin Kwan

The Wicker King by K. Ancrum

A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E Schwab

Most underrated book you’ve read

Definitely The Foxhole Court/ All for the Game series. Fairly small fanbase for some of THE most amazing books I’ve ever read. And the memes will have you in stitches.

What is the first book that catches your eye when you look at your bookshelf?

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell because of the exceedingly bright cover/spine haha

How do you arrange your books on your shelves?

LOL I do not have a system at all. I keep series and authors together and that’s it. Everything is placed where there is room.

You have the power to change a book’s ending. Which ending would you change and what would you make happen instead?

I’d change the end to Allegiant and SPOILERS SPOILERS not make Tris fucking die over her shitty ass brother. I know why she did it but like Veronica girl wyd with that. And I’d want the entirety of Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins to be rewritten into a book that just focused on the domestic life of Finnick and Annie and no one dies.

Favourite book cover?

This is SO HARD. Either The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin or Ignite Me by Tahereh Mafi

Which book from your childhood has had the most impact on you?

My entire personality was shaped by the Maxmimum Ride series by James Patterson. For better and worse.

When reading, what do you value most: writing style, characters, plot, world building, pacing, etc?

Characters. I think all of those things are essential and as I read more and more, the pickier I get, but I find myself leaning towards being a fan of a book when I become obsessed with the characters. Like hey!! New friends!!! For my brain!!!

Do you prefer buying books or borrowing them from a library/friend?

Buying them even though I shouldn’t. It’s a real problem.

What books/sequels that are being published this year are you most excited for?

SO MANY OH MY GOD

Okay some of these already came out because it’s March right now but I’ll include them anyways.

SEQUELS/ SPIN-OFFS AND SHIT

The Wicked King by Holly Black; King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo; Dream by Natalia Jaster; Chain of Gold by Cassandra Clare; The Red Scrolls of Magic by Cassandra Clare; Capturing the Devil by Kerri Maniscalco, Call Down the Hawk by Maggie Stiefvater; Defy Me by Tahereh Mafi; The Shaw Confessions #3 by Michelle Hodkin

FIRST BOOKS

The Binding by Bridget Collins; Wicked Saints by Emily A. Duncan; The Gilded Wolves by Roshani Chokshi; A Curse So Dark and Lonely by Brigid Kemmerer; Romanov by Nadine Brandes; The Infinite Noise by Lauren Shippen; The Beautiful by Renee Ahdieh

Which fictional character would you want as a sidekick?

Percy Jackson because he’s my firstborn son and one of my favourite characters of all time. He is talented, smart, hilarious, an amazing friend, and the sweetest of boys (when he isn’t the sassiest of boys).

How many books have you read so far this year?

Only 15 I am so behind :(

What’s been your favourite read so far this year?

Oh man. Gotta be Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo :)

You’re stuck on an island with a suitcase big enough to hold five books. What books are they?

I probably shouldn’t cheat and say How to Build a Boat huh

City of Bones by Cassandra Clare

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

The King’s Men by Nora Sakovic

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan

If you had to go out to dinner with any character who would it be and why? What would you talk about?

Will Herondale and we’d talk about books

Is there a book you have such a hatred for that you would throw it off of the highest tower knowing that the last copy of it will be destroyed so that not another living soul can read it or would you rather keep it and give it to someone else who might actually enjoy it?

The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne or After by Anna Todd

Do you believe books make nice decoration?

I mean. I think they should be read before used as decor but I love showing off my books so I guess both. But I don’t believe in buying books for the purpose of decoration instead of reference or reading lol

Do you listen to music when you read? Or do you need complete silence?

I need silence or low amount of white noise. I used to read and listen to Taylor Swift when I was a kid but I can’t do it anymore.

Do you have a favorite book? If not are you in the group that believes there are too many great books out there to just choose one?

I tell people it’s City of Bones by Cassandra Clare but in all honesty no I don’t have a favourite.

Do you sleep with books under your pillow.

Nope

Do you go to the library or do you have a book buying addiction or are you one of those lucky people who is able to do both?

I do both. Mostly bookstore though.

Own any book inspired clothing?

Yes. Several items :)

Have you ever read a book in another language?

I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, Tristan and Isolde, and Beauty and the Beast in French. And parts of Les Mis.

Strangest book you’ve ever read?

John Dies at the End by David Wong. Still not sure exactly what was going on.

Favourite type of non-fiction?

Memoirs babey

Favourite non-fiction?

Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand

Favourite subject to read about?

History

Favourite book you’ve read in school?

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Favourite work of Shakespeare?

Hamlet

Character you’d love as a mom or dad or guardian?

Hmm Sally Jackson, The Women of 300 Fox Way, or Tessa and Will (they totally count because The Last Hours Series)

I tag literally whoever wants to do this and @fangirl-daydreamer97 @acleeds12 @iviisastrawberry @221bdoom @bicycles-bees-bisexuals @betterthanapit @dippindots126 @vlctorvale

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1800areyouslapping · 6 years

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ShimadaPal x Shimadasis Yakuza AU

Gal pals here!

I have a bunch of ideas for you. But I guess I’ll start with Shimada!Pal because I kinda have a thing for our ahem gal pals.

Yakuza Route:

Sis!Shimada, a princess in the Yakuza world and treated as such. Loved by her brothers and father, her hand is the most sought after in all of Japan. So it’s not unusual during clan meetings that the clan’s leaders would bring their heirs with their attempts at wooing her.

Most of the heirs who try to woo her are rough and tough men, but I’m sure they’d try to tone it down to not frighten her. She knows them but she’s not interested in them, the modest smile she wears is false and she feels her energy and enthusiasm drop whenever she smiles and talks with them. Clan meetings are very much a chore for her.

Around the age of 15, the meetings changed; a beautiful girl around her age represented her clan. ‘Poor girl’, her handmaiden told her. Her parents have passed (and maybe brother?), and with no other relatives, she had to take her father’s place as the head of the clan so it won’t fall into the wrong hands.

CeCe’s note: I think it would also be interesting if not all of the suitors that come around “tone it down.” Maybe a few of the boys or men from the other yakuza clans just don’t have it in their personality to tone it down. Or they think, well, the cordial stuff isn’t working so maybe she wants an aggressive man. This could lead to a nice scene where yakuza!friend has to kind of come to defend sis!Shimada’s honor and that just leaves sis!Shimada like, damn. Could be an interesting way for yakuza!friend to impress her.

It would be rough for her having to prove herself in a man’s world. But, she didn’t seem bothered. The girl is even referred to as the ‘warm-blooded yakuza’, considered an insulting title by yakuza, but she takes the title in stride. Yes, she is warm and has a sunny disposition, but should you cross her, she will cut you down with ease. But Sojiro knows that while she is young, she is resourceful and smart, and stronger than she appears, and allows her to reign her clan much to the lack of understanding of the other clans.

CeCe’s note: Like she’s “warm-blooded” but can be brought to a scalding boil really fast if you’re not careful, I like that! I personally go back and forth between the yakuza not wanting women in power or it just being a matter of who is born first, firstborns just have that right, regardless of gender. If firstborn dies or for whatever extreme reason aren’t seen as fit to rule it moves on to the next, but not a big deal if it’s a woman? If that makes any sense. But if yakuza!friend comes off as “soft” then I can see how ruling as a woman would be a problem for her.

For the first time in many years, the princess is interested in the clan meeting– or rather, the girl’s that attending it. She tells herself it’s because she’s dressed differently; in a short kimono that shows off her legs and hints of tattoo (she wonders how far they go and what the rest look like. But that is simple curiosity, right?) And unlike the men around her who dress in drab colored suits, she wears a bright short colorful kimono and shows off her femininity without shame.

CeCe’s note: I’d like it here is sis!Shimada is just trying to come to terms with the fact that she’s gay. She’s never quite understood why she’s never been interested in any of the male suitors, especially the ones that came off as genuine to her, cute some even handsome but she was still never interested. All the sudden yakuza!friend shows up and she like @_@

“Please papa. Don’t let them hurt her.” Sis!Shimada tells her dad. Some of the men around her try to intimidate the girl, but she easily handles them with a grace that the princess admires. The hostility towards her increases when the princess becomes friends with the girl. The men say that the girl is distracting the princess’ from her priorities (like talking to their sons.)

At one point, the heirs show off to the princess. I’m unsure how Yakuza do it, but I was thinking they’d show off with archery or something (I got inspired by Brave lol) Oh and some of the hot guys take their shirt off maybe, but it’s not like the princess cares because she’s too busy watching her new….friend. Like, admiring how the wind plays with her hair, how the sunshine makes her look prettier. You know, straight things. AND, at one point the girl turns to look at the princess and gives this smirk, which makes her heart skip a beat, before the girl hit the bull’s eye. Nice.

CeCe’s note: I think it would be amazing to have all the different suitors like fight eachother in the dojo, show off their archery skills, they probably would buy sis!Shimada all these nice things too. Duals in the dojo are not supposed to be to the death even though sometimes the men take it a little too far, resulting in either in wounds or near deaths. This could also be some drama maybe one of those near death duels involves the yakuza!friend. She makes it out alive and it’s not like the other guy didn’t come out worse for wear but it was close. This could lead to a nice tender, private moment between yakuza!friend and sis!Shimada. Some *ah-hem* personal care.

Since that day the girl and the Shimada princess grow closer, the girl’s even invited to their manor for dinner or sleep-overs. The princess can visit the girl, but she cannot stay the night and unsurprisingly she’s guarded.

Things get heated one night during a sleep over, and the princess finally gets to see how far those tattoos go. ;)

CeCe’s note: It’d like it if sis!shimada get to see these tattoos in a very steamy scene where they go to the onsen together and they both get to see each other in all their glory, and both have to try and not gawk at each other. One thing leads to another as they’re inching closer and closer ‘til one’s in the other’s lap.

I was thinking at one point, someone takes a photo of Sis!Shimada and the ‘friend’ kissing, and sends the picture to Sojiro. He’d be furious and calls the friend in… I was thinking it’s an angry suitor who gets the friend in trouble. Like, ‘she’s corrupted your daughter!’

And I’m leaving the ending up to you. I have a feeling it won’t be a happy one :(

Gal Pals here: I feel a bit bad cause I didn’t think of these in my submission to you. Here’s a small extension I managed to think up for the Yakuza AU. Sleepover edition. So, for the sleepovers, the sis is always guarded and our pal sleeps in her own room. Cause she’s yakuza, just in case she tries anything. But she does!

GP: When the sis and pal are secretly dating. I was thinking the pal sneaks past guards to spend some quality alone time with sis. Whenever they have sex it’s rushed and hushed and desperate, those moments sparse and cherished. At the end though, the pal always makes sure the sis is okay. Giving her kisses on her face, her hands. The sis whines for her to stay and is sad she always has to go.

GP: I was thinking maybe it’s one of the brothers who catch the pal sneaking and about to enter the sis’ room that she gets in trouble. I imagine Sojiro would feel slapped in the face because he allows this girl to rule her own clan, and here she is sleeping with his daughter. I don’t think even a finger would suffice.

CeCe’s note: Idk, my friend I go back and forth between Sojiro in this AU in particular not really giving a shit or really giving a shit. Hanzo will get married and produce an heir, here sis!Shimada having a baby isn’t totally paramount. Not that she can’t have one with yakuza!friend anyway. He’d make it known that he knows what the fuck is up, chastise for going behind his back, because not much is getting past him. I’d like it if the person who “caught” them gets to Sojiro and Sojiro is offended at them because he already knows. Do they really, truly think he doesn’t fucking know? Stop wasting his time, and stop creeping on his daughter. How’d they get that picture? What were they doing there in the first place? Depending on whether or not it was one of his sons who came to him with it or some random suitor the punishment would vary.

But if Papa Sojiro is really feeling betrayed by yukuza!friend sleeping with his daughter behind his back then well, either she needs to get the fuck outa doge or go down the clean sweep of her clan. Idk if people get what I mean when I say that so, basically think *pretty lady ovw announcer voice* “Team Kill” but of an entire clan.

Also, this is inspiration for what the friend wears. Not everything, but I really like this shorter kimono look (do you happen to know what this type of kimono is called? The short kimonos I could find on google are unfortunately cheap Halloweeney costumes. Ew)

CeCe’s note: I like the short kimono idea! That’s super cute, I did some research and I don’t think there is a technical term for it, not that I could find at least, I think “short kimono” is the best thing to call it. I also found some more examples that I thought weren’t too costumey and are pretty one of them is just something I stumbled upon and felt like sharing cause I thought it was stunning lol

CeCe’s images:

Gal pals anon’s image down below:

#sis!Shimada #gal pals anon #yakuza!friend #musings #angst #submission

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strangerhuas-blog · 6 years

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baby take my hand, tighten this romance.

indiana, Aug. 1985

"well, you said it'd take only thirty minutes, and i'm still sitting on this crappy seat! my ass is slowly losing its roundness!" billy sighs, stretching his back. "you act all grown up but, actually, you're such a gutless baby boy, aren't you? 'my ass is losing its roundness'...oh my god, that's SUCH a funny statement man, I can't" dustin smirks, showing his teeth. "uhh shut your mouth kid, or i'll make those teeth you're missing grow back personally;" "GUYS! guys. I can't focus on the road with you two arguing over... how much of a wimp billy is..."

steve starts laughing, letting his sunglasses slip off his sweaty nose. Billy stares at him fake angrily, while his heart melts by seeing his boy being happy. "do you all have a problem with me?" billy says, using his Im-Done-With-You look. "we don't, we don't! actually, you're the manliest man i've ever had the pleasure to meet" steve smiles at him, while dustin burst into laughter in the backseat. billy, unexpectedly, smiles back and squeezes his thigh. they just stare at each other for a while, while 'forever young' by Alphaville plays softly from steve's car radio. Dustin coughs, breaking the stare game. "Steve, are we there yet? but, most importantly, where the heck are we going? i'm unbelievably tired" billy nods his head yes, agreeing with the kid. "as I said before, surprise kids! take a nap or just listen to this (actually pretty good) radio station" billy growls "screw you, harrington" and closes his eyes, falling asleep a bunch of minutes later with his arms crossed on his chest. the last traces of the shimmering kiss his pouty, reddish lips and turn his dark blonde hair into pure gold. steve looks at his sleepy face and almost cries. he still can't believe that an attentive and loyal and pure human being like billy had to deal with such a shitty life. in that exact moment, steve realizes what his purpose in billy's life his: showing him what being happy means.

"WE FINALLY ARRIVED! I COULDN'T STAND BEING IN THAT CAR WITH THAT BOAR AND HIS SNORING ANY LONGER!" Dustin gets off steve's car, kissing the ground and thanking jesus. "you're getting a little too comfortable, kiddo. You'll be punched in the face really soon, mind my words" billy walks out, scratching his eye a little. "will you two EVER stop?" steve slams the car door, hands on his hips. "that fifth grade kid is putting me on blast, man! what am I supposed to do?" billy shouts. "I'M TWELVE, YOU TWAT" "I thought kindergarten students weren't able to talk yet?" steve shakes his head, obviously laughing.

The neon sign (wich was glowing) was a pair of green rollerblades going up and down on the top of this big building. the curly haired kid screamed like an 8-years-old schoolgirl, almost falling on his face because of his running.

"did we really had to take him?" billy rolls his eyes to steve.

"his mum was busy and mike is on vacation, if I had left him home alone i'd have felt guilty for the rest of my life, billy."

as they get closer to the building, something inside billy's chest intensifies.

then, the long haired boy remembers.

"you can do it, little boy! the whole world is at your feet, my baby!" a young, red-haired lady with a gorgeous smile was leading her arms to a five-year-old kid with blonde, curly hair.

"it's so simple! all of your cousins did it, so it'll be a piece of cake for you! just breathe in and go slow." the kid bites his bottom lip and starts skating, step by step. it only lasts ten seconds, but the woman almost cries of joy. "you did it, lil' man! you SWOOPED the scene!" they both start laughing, while hugging each other.

"karoline? is william with you? are you both in the yard?" neil hargrove was shouting at his wife from the dining room. Karoline's smile got off. "okay, you won. now let's take these off before dad finds out what you and me were doing, ok?"

"KAROLINE? WHY IS MY SON DRESSED UP LIKE SOME WEIRD FAGGOT !? TAKE THAT OFF! JESUS CHRIST!"

"neil, we were just playing." the lady stood up, as cold as ice.

" I don't care about what you were doing with those things, I don't want my firstborn to grow up thinking all of this.... pink, and ROLLERBLADES?, and this....oh man, this will surely turn him gay! you see what you're doing here? you're ruining him!" neil starts screaming. Billy can clearly hear the disappointment in his words, even though he doesn't get the meaning of what he's saying yet.

"jesus, neil, it's just a game," suddenly, the sound of a slap. silence. Neil's left hand starts shaking. Karoline grabs her flushed cheek. a silent tear flows down her nose. the man looks directly at the lady's blue eyes. "I did it because I love you, Karoline. I love you and I care about william's future" neil tried to reach her shoulder. "don't fucking touch me, neil." karoline said, while shaking from her head to toes. Billy sat in the corner of their yard, counting a ladybug's dots. he didn't know what love was, but he was pretty sure his dad didn't do that because of love.

later that night, he saw his mom crying under her bedsheets.

"mom? is you ok?"

"yes billy, mom's fine. it's bedtime now, go to sleep." she faked a smile and billy knew damn well it was fake because he could recognize his mom's true smile, with dimples and rosy cheeks.

was it his fault?

was he the cause of his dad's anger and his mom's sadness?

"steve."

the brown eyed boy turns back at him.

"what?"

"I don't want to get in."

"okay, now you're the biggest coward i've ever met. there's only a bunch of middle schoolers tonight, two old ladies, maybe. no one could hurt you even if they wanted to, billy."

" you don't fucking get it, don't you? I don't want to fucking get in and fucking wear rollerblades like some fag-"

"billy, you're shaking."

steve never saw him looking this fragile, maybe once a while ago.

billy needed him to get calmed but steve didn't know what to do at all.

so he just grabbed his right hand.

it fitted perfectly.

steve's calm, gentle grip somehow reminded billy of his mom's, they were almost identical.

"I am not your dad, billy. you can trust me as much as you can trust yourself." the grip intensified.

"i'm not here to deceive you and neither hurt you, I never was and i'll never be" and as much as it sounded fake, it truly was true.

"look at me Steve! I didn't know I was good at skating!" dustin shouted, flexing his arm while doing a spin.

"and I didn't know I had a champion as a son! you're amazing, you surely didn't get that from me!"

"i'm not even your son, stop that" dustin answered. (but he was smiling, so he wasn't that offended, after all.)

"this is so. fucking. sketchy." billy said, while holding steve's arm.

"I told you steve, I told you" dustin whispered.

"what did you tell me?" steve replied, playing his game.

"THAT BILLY WAS A FUCKING SCAREDY CAT!"

they both fell down, laughing like crazy.

"okay, jackasses. I can do it on my own, thank you very much." billy said, trying to skate on his own.

turned out he was pretty good at skating, but not at doing double flips.

"did your butt lose its roundness already?" dustin said (while cackling) after billy's umpteenth fall.

"I don't know really.... but steve could check for me" billy winked at steve, who got as red as a lobster, and Dustin, for the first time, high fived his "buddie" billy.

HELLO! soo, what do yall think? I apologize in advance for my quite bad english grammar, I'm aware of my skills and i'm really sorry if something just isn't fluid/is wrong. I tried to represent how billy/harringrove looks like in my pov in this scenario, that I also like quite a lot! (I love 80's skating dates ARGH) i'm sorry if the emotional/physical ab*se scene was offensive, it wasn't my main target! I just imagined that something like that was a daily habit in the hargroves'cali house (we all know how much of a rathole neil hargrove is) :(. I might write some of these bad bois again very soon if I get a positive response by the harringrove fandom, who knows👀 i'm also here for small prompts if you have any ideas! let me know what yalls thoughts were, luv ya <3

#harringrove #text #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #stilly #my text

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ohgodhedidthat · 7 years

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When I was a Kid: Pokemon

Bulbasaur. Grass/Poison Type. The Seed Pokemon. It can go for days without eating a single morsel. In the bulb on its back, it stores energy. I was – and arguably still am – a fat kid. I’d blame genes, or that my parents grew up poor and thus didn’t want their kid to be deprived of anything, but really I just liked food. Like liked food. So I didn’t just eat that one slice of cake I’d need to be full – the whole cake or nothing please. Just one egg? No give me five sunny side ups please. Oh you were looking for the carton of chocolate milk Mom bought the other day? I finished it while watching Buffy sorry not sorry. This extended far beyond food. I’m not sure if it’s my addictive personality, or innate drive to just be the best in anything I do, but yeah. The Series of Unfortunate Events? Finished all thirteen books in a week. My exams? Aced them all. Swim meets? Gold or nothing. And, to my friends’ chagrin, this extended to everything that I’d rather my parents not know. Alcohol? No such thing as simply tipsy. Weed? Greening out was what we aim for. First date? If we’re not going to have sex, we’re not going to have a second date. Why settle for one morsel when you can have the entire silo?

Charmander. Fire Type. The Lizard Pokemon. The flame at the tip of its tail makes a sound as it burns. You can only hear it in quiet places. Growing up as the firstborn kid of Christian fundamentalist Asian parents was hard. Growing up as the firstborn son of Christian fundamentalist Asian parents who were the leaders of their church was even harder. So there really weren’t enough words to describe how hard it was to grow up as the firstborn son of Christian fundamentalist Asian parents who were leaders of their church AND be as huge of a faggot as I was. I knew I was gay from the very start. I knew it the moment I saw Simba waved his mane back and forth and felt that warm fuzzy feeling rush through my body. I knew it when my best friend’s older brother checked on us shirtless and I couldn’t look him straight in the eye. I knew it whenever my mom took me out to buy clothes and I’d walk by the underwear section three times and felt that familiar lump on my throat when I’d see photos of ripped torsos in nothing but tighty whities. But I had to push it all away. I was the eldest grandson from both sides of the family. Everyone loved how well-behaved I was. They adored how smart I was. They’re in awe of how spiritual I’ve become. I was going to be a doctor, marry my childhood best friend (who I’ve supposedly known since I was a fetus because our parents were family friends and we were born two months apart), have three kids, and carry the family name. I was their last hope because the my only older male cousin fell into drugs, didn’t finish school, and now in jail. I was perfect and he was a shame so I need to make my parents proud. They gave me food, shelter, and all the (un)conditional love they could muster. The least I could do was live up to what they want me to be. And so I did. But at night, before I sleep, I can hear it. It’s always there, it’s always bugging me. “You’re a faggot, Harry.”

Squirtle. Water Type. The Tiny Turtle Pokemon. Shoots water at prey while in the water. Withdraws into its shell when in danger. Asthma as a kid wasn’t fun. The tiniest bit of dust can send me doubling over a corner, wheezing like a ninety year-old on the last legs of her sad pathetic life. Every time I had an attack, it felt like two huge claws digging through my back, squeezing my lungs so bad they’d explode any second. So my pedia suggested swimming. Train my lungs how to breathe under dire circumstances and all. My parents were glad cause finally they can push son into a sport and I couldn’t complain cause it’s doctor recommended. Little did they know I was so into it because who doesn’t like cute boys in speedoes? And I loved it. I may be a bumbling awkward hippo on land, but underwater I was a majestic whale. My friends can jump higher and run faster, but I can dive deeper and hold my breath for longer. I may not be Ariel, but I sure gave Flounder a run for his money. The pool became my haven. I met my first boyfriend during a meet, and got my heartbroken by my second boyfriend after one. I had just finished fifty laps when my mom called about my university acceptance; I was just about to start them when she told me Grandma passed away. And to this day, it’s that acrid smell of chlorine that calms me down and tells me that everything’s going to be alright.

Pikachu. Electric Type. The Mouse Pokemon. It keeps its tail raised to monitor its surroundings. If you yank its tail, it will try to bite you. It’s been a long day. I had two midterms, finished three papers, and forgot my lunch. Plus the swim meet’s in three days. To say that Coach has been working us to death would be an understatement. The sun’s already gone when I got off my bus. I mean, it’s November so it’s not like the sun’s going to be out for long, but still. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck I felt that cold winter breeze. I’d be cranky, but the cold reminded me that I’m still alive. Or rather, that I still had legs. They were in so much pain earlier they practically numbed halfway through warmup. “I’m home!” I shout, the windchimes clanging on the door as I enter my house. Mom got the idea from my aunt. Said it’d make sure no one snuck out. Lucky for me my aunt installed it in their house first and my cousins already had a foolproof way to get around it within days of Mom putting it on. I found Mom sitting on the couch, clutching a framed photo of mine. Her eyes were red. “Wow, did someone die?” I asked as I gave her a hug. I was expecting a snarky remark, usually something about how ugly my nose was because I got it from Dad or how smelly I was because I didn’t shower that well. But nope, not this time. She simply sniffed, looked at me, then at my picture, and sniffed some more. What the actual fuck. I sat beside her and put my hand over hers. “Ma?” “Did we do anything wrong?” she muttered, tears streaming down her face, “Where did we go wrong? Tell us Ethan, please. What happened?” Something clearly. But I sure wasn’t a mind reader. Mom took her phone in her pocket and showed me a photo. It was Laura, Abby, Gabriel, and I – the usual foursome who’s known each other since we were kids cause our parents all went to the same church and got pregnant at the same time. Good Christian kids, or at least that’s what their parents knew. Until now. It was a photo of us four that Sam, Abby’s boyfriend, took during a house party last week. Laura, Abby and I were holding red cups. Gabe had his hands around my waist while I was nibbing at his ear. Shit. I explicitly told Sam not to post it. Fuck this. “I…have to go,” I said, bolting to my room. I sent a quick text to our group chat. Guys, we have a problem.

#when i was a kid #crwr 213 #piece 2: pokemon #short story #pokemon

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