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fansfantasticagereblog · 1 year

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Every single romantic f/o I have, except I tell you if they’re a caregiver who takes care of me, a regressor who has playdates with me, or both.

it is also either incredibly vague or shockingly detailed. depends on who I think about the most

just a heads up, some of my f/os are from Pico’s School and Homestuck. If you’re uncomfy with those sources, I completely understand. also beware. this is a very long post.

Pico (Pico’s School/FNF)

Caregiver!!! when he started dealing with trauma, he looked up and tried several different coping mechanisms, so he knows what it is, it never personally worked out for him. The funny thing is though, my s/i, Rayne, is usually the one taking care of others, so having someone else take care of him...definitely takes some getting used to. He has his moments. but he tries his best and that's all that matters <333

Lukas (Minecraft Story Mode)

I feel like he is definitely a caregiver. I don't know why i just know it. just trust me bro

Black Hole (BFB/TPOT)

oh yeah DEFINITELY caregiver. He does tend to canonically worry about others' safety a lot, even if recovery centers exist. it just makes sense!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My s/i (who i made before transitioning, she's a demigirl) found a way to somehow make herself black hole resistant so he can't hurt her. If she didn't have this questionable, strange ability, he would definitely stay V E R Y F A R A W A Y . she can however just??? stick to him like a magnet whenever she's close enough to him??? maybe he'd take her for little rides or take her to see the stars

YinYang (Inanimate Insanity)

YES definitely a Playdate!!! (I don't have an s/i for II, I'm a fictionkin of Fan and I just go off of that.) Yang started doing it first. It helped him a lot, and after having Yang do it for quite some time, Yin decided to join in on it too one day. We have playdates all the time!!!!! Usually Test Tube watches us to make sure Yang doesn't...set anything on fire. Sometimes we go in one of the hotel rooms, sometimes we go to Test Tube's lab so she can still watch us while working on whatever experiments she's got going on. Sometimes she even lets us help, but nothing too dangerous. Sometimes she gets so busy that she can't even watch us in the lab, so YinYang and I just wander around and cause chaos...but not too much.

Amelia Euler/Scenty (HFJONE)

tbh I can see her doing both so she could be a flip?? Like, She could use it to cope with the game and the trauma it left her. She's also a very kind and caring person, and would probably know a lot about different coping mechanisms, so this is nothing new to her. The game just..made her do things she would have never done otherwise. It works either way??? idk man

Aradia Megido (Homestuck)

Now this one's definitely a flip. It's like flipping a coin. there is no way of telling which one she'll do. She'll be the absolute best caregiver ever who always knows what to do one day, and then go full on baby mode the next. never let them know your next move i guess

Dirk Strider (Homestuck)

Definitely a Playdate!!!! He's my biggest f/o atm so i cannot WAIT to talk about him!!!!!! So he and my s/i, Cosmo, have been regressors for a while now, they just didn't tell each other for a hot minute because they were afraid of what one another would think. however. THEY LIVE TOGETHER so that secret wasn't bound to last that long anyways. Cosmo would go to his best friend's place (which is literally just another s/i) and take days off to regress there, while Dirk would just do it when he was home alone and if he felt like it. They go to the same park one day, completely unaware of one another and clearly regressed, and then they run into each other. they freak out for a moment before realizing that they were hiding the exact same secret. they then proceeded to have the longest playdate ever. ABSOLUTELY watches mlp while regressed. it's literally canon and not even god himself can convince me otherwise. He's also semi verbal, almost non verbal actually. MY S/I ON THE OTHER HAND...yhea he's very chatty. communication is never a problem with them though!! he makes sure that Dirk is always able to communicate. Dirk and Cosmo will reenact an entire episode of blues clues just so that Dirk can ask for a blue crayon. /hj

Jade Harley (Homestuck)

Definitely a playdate but like, as a bit of an older age i guess??? like a really young babysitter?? She has no problem making simple drinks and snacks or reaching things on the higher shelves, but not the more dangerous and complicated grown up stuff. yk???

Streber (Spooky Month)

Most of my recent f/os are playdates but this one's definitely a caregiver. it just feels right. He's canonically really good with children; always thinking about their first impressions, and always being so kind. he's probably like. really patient too?? He'll never get mad at s/i and completely understands. He's like that one parent who sneaks you extra sweets and is like "shhh don't tell [other parent]" Scary movies and halloween themed shows are also guaranteed. especially if theres vampires involved

and an honorable mention, my biggest caregiver f/o, and my best friend, Test Tube (Inanimate Insanity)!!!

Even though she's not a romantic f/o, I wanted to include her. When I told her, she was so understanding and supportive. Even though she sometimes can't be there, she's great whenever she can be there. she's a great caregiver, and amazing friend, and I'm so lucky to have someone like her as a friend :))))

Also, as another bonus, some of my fictional crushes :,)

Alucard (Pico’s School)

(yeah im /srs. i feel kinda bad about this one for some reason) Definitely playdate. argue with the wall. again I feel like this just??? fits???? he was canonically traumatized by things that were done to him as a literal baby, and he deserves to be able to cope with that!!!!!!!!!!

Turanga Leela (Futurama)

Definitely a flip. again, it works either way!!!! She also canonically had a bad childhood, it's bought up in almost every other episode!!! not only was she an orphan, but she was an outcast too!!! she spent her whole life wondering where she came from and where her parents went, only to find out that the only thing she allegedly did know about her origins turned out to be a lie!!!! Also she technically even TRIED TO regress in one of the episodes; she goes back to where her parents are and tries to get them to treat her like a teenager, but they just, don't get the memo!!!!! But then there's also the fact that there's been several occasions where she sees an animal and decides she wants to keep it and take care of it; that's literally how she got Nibbler. She also tends to just be protective in general. so either way. it totally makes sense!!!!!!!

Bee (Bee and Puppycat)

Playdate. she would totally regress to forget about responsibilities. she's already got puppycat, that's enough caregiving for today lol. she would probably do it openly in her own apartment, and while she does, puppycat just kinda stands there and wonders what in the world she is doing !!!!!!!!! bro just wanted to watch pretty patrick lunchtime

Amethyst (Steven Universe)

Probably both??? idk this one's pretty recent and i have not given myself a lot of time to think about it. I mean. she's had Steven around for quite some time now, so caregiving probably isn't anything new to her. There's some regressor potential there i think..I mean shes got trauma and that's always something I work with. also since she can shapeshift, I feel like littlespace with her would definitely be interesting.

#*looks at f/o sources*#i ain't tagging allat !!!#age regression #agere #agere self ship #agere post #fandom agere

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itsdetachable · 8 months

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Evening Hang Out

Hollo, around 12-13ish, and their friend Gage, 16-ish, hanging out. Gage was both a good and a bad influence on Hollo, more so bad tbh, and their relationship wasn’t the healthiest, but! Shit happens you know! Sometimes you’re in your early teens and lonely and weird and the only other weirdo “mutant” “test tube baby” in town starts hanging out with you and makes you feel less alone so you put up with the shit bc what else are you Hanna do yeah??

Anyways - Gage is a canine (sorta Rhodesian Ridgeback inspired) x Iguana genetic mix (because his parents thought it’d be cool lol) I’ll write more about him as we go

The lighthouse is where Hollo lives! Well, he lives with his parents in the house attached to it but yeah.

#furry #furry art #holloworks #fursona #furry oc #digital art

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maoam · 2 years

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Gotta love how SS and NH desperately want their ships to have another child. (Probably due to an obsession with the idea of SS/NH having sex).

If SS has a 2nd kid they'll probably be as relevant to the story as NH's 2nd kid. And wtf is gonna happen with a 3rd NH child?? We see how useless the girl already is lmao

And now I'm just wondering on how Salad, Burrito and Himawima came to be anyway. It's literally the power of fiction, they needed new kids and there was no logical way (well, with SS at least) to conceive them.

Sasuke would never lay with Sakura under any circumstances, he just wouldn't. Whatever theories about Sakura forcing herself onto him, or some form of test tube pregnancy, have more plausibility.

With Naruto, tbh, it's a sad scene too. Not at all like that "cutesy" NH gif one of the animators made. Seeing how guilty Naruto was in The Last, he probably took one for the team and had a short, miserable time with Hinata while she was too thrilled/stunned in shyness to notice his discomfort. (Now the idea of Hinata being a selfish lover is in my mind and that also seems quite plausible given how selfish she already is.) I have no idea how they had a second kid besides the power of pencils and paper.

This is so depressing when you actually understand Sasuke and Naruto's characters and how gay they both are.

Yes, Kishimoto especially went out of his way to show Sasuke didn't kiss Sakura and to show he's not comfortable with touching her like he is with Naruto. He even went out of his way to show Sakura not even having the umbilical cord, which is outrageous by Japanese standards, since the mother is supposed to have it. Yet Karin has it. So Kishimoto either implies 1. Sarada is biologically Karin's 2. Karin cares about her more than Sakura does. Like the idea of SS having consensual sex is just not plausible. I do think test tube baby seems the most plausible explanation, especially since there was so much about genetics and laboratory in Gaiden. We have literally a bunch of weird sharingan kids in Gaiden.

Naruto seems bored with Hinata, and doesn't seem eager to go home either. I can imagine his first time with Hinata was uncomfortable. He was guilty about not showing attention towards her. Icky.

#anon

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conradrasputin · 1 year

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scraps of an idea I’m stuck on

gonna really au/bend canon quite a bit; Logan meets what he thinks are two twins but they’re actually escapees of the test tube baby biological military weapons program (an early variation of what happened a la ‘Logan’ film). Cory would be the actual original born mutant (edit his eyes to Sandman teeth eyes upper right btw), part of the subdivision experiments, ‘The Morpheus project’ (see what I did there, ooh subtle), with strength and the power to enter people’s dreams and hunt them in their newly turned nightmares. Still bitter because he recollects the dark haired scientist that he followed since he could remember, who called him his greatest creation, and gladly assisted every experiment, only to be abandoned when he starts harming the guards in real life instead of in their dreams (wasn’t this what he was designed to do?)

Donald is a clone of Cory, from an attempt to alter mutant dna, into human dna. Almost 100% physical copy of young Cory but he comes out missing one hand. He’s almost terminated then and there, except they find he’s strong and has a mild control over technology which keeps the scientists interested (a power I kinda garner from wiki, but tbh the comic is a lot less interesting than the movie/what Bunny is doing) Donald’s clone birth came into the picture after Cory was acting up and his creator abandoned him. Donald takes to Cory right away, and Cory may be pissy, but when Donald tears the tongue out of another scientist with his teeth when they try to sedate Cory, he warms up to him.

So something something these twinks escape the facility in glorified violence and make their way into the world, tasting life one daddy (and daddy eyeballs) at a time. Donald cuts his blond locks short and dyes Cory’s hair pink when he convinces Cory it’ll double the eyeballs that’ll look at them. They hitchhike and travel all over with their tight clothes and bright lips, Cory in sunglasses for obvious reasons, Donald with stolen prescription lenses for his mildly defective blurry vision from his cloning. They’re making their usual bar daddy run to see who can treat them to a decent meal and fuck before Cory can get his eyeball dessert.

Enter this BUILT dilf with the handlebar sideburns who isn’t even LOOKING at them, just nursing his drink and cigar, his muscles obvious under his clothes, and his huge bulge even more obvious. Cory’s interested, but he can see Donald is a GONER, taking Cory to a dark corner ‘that one, I want to KEEP that one!’ and Cory’s a bit pouty because how is this going to work with his very obvious mutation behind his sunglasses plus he wanted his ocular dessert, but hey, there’s always a chance this buff daddy will be a bad lay and he can get rid of him (although he doubts it the way those muscles are coiled up.) He agrees, with Donald lifting Cory’s sunglasses up so he can give a sweet affectionate kiss to each mouth.

Donald goes in first, and it’s a laugh, the guy is still only looking at his drink and every pissy remark waved with his cigar is having Donald making involuntary horny squeaks, not becoming of his dilf seducing abilities. Cory decides to jump in and cut the shit, full out asks whether or not this guy wants to work out his frustrations in a fuck, or in a fight? The guy actually looks up to scoff and stops short when he gets a proper look at them. Donald’s all flushed and blushy with his red mouth open in embarrassment and Cory’s mouth is at full pissed off pink pout and giving a waiting stare behind his shades. The guy takes a moment, a real quick stock to ask himself if he’s a fucking idiot in more than one way, and says ‘Alright. I got a room.’

‘Well how wonderful. Lead the way’ Cory drawls, all sarcastic southern belle, and the guy is clearly realizing the similarities in their looks and vocal twangs. ‘You guys twins?’ and Cory could tell it wouldn’t matter, given the guy’s growing package starting to strain loudly against his belt.

‘The answer ranges from, it’s complicated, to not really,’ Donald adds with his own drawl, getting back into his groove, ‘but how about you take off our clothes and find out?’

The guy grunts and reigns in the urge to heave both of them up and over his shoulders to his room. Donald reigns in nothing and finally settles onto his lap.’You got a name daddy?’ moving his hips up and down.

‘Logan.’ and he hungrily licks into Donald’s mouth and pins one huge arm around his waist, using his other arm to drag Cory closer. Cory doesn’t have time to appreciate it because his shades fall off from the force. Logan turns a lustful gaze at him before freezing and everything is still.

It’s dark in their corner of the bar, but Logan can clearly see all three sets of Cory’s teeth. Donald is reluctantly braced to end this night badly, but Logan takes a breath and strokes a gentler hand on Cory’s face. Cory’s still startled and even more so when Logan brings his own hand out of the way and watches sharp steel start protruding into full claws that look like they could tear him to shreds.

‘We all have our secrets.’ Logan says, before they slide back. . Donald slides off Logan’s lap and puts Cory’s sunglasses back on for him, and they’re both staring at Logan. Logan gives a grimace, tries to feel out the room. ‘...Your names?’

Donald and Cory give them, and then they’re BOTH on each side of Logan’s lap, getting their mouths wherever they can reach (and Cory’s other mouths are already drooling under the shades as well) and Logan says fuck it, and hauls them over his shoulders after all. From there it’s a frenzy to Logan’s room, with Cory and Donald realizing that while their past dilfs only handled one or the other, or only one at a time, LOGAN is taking them apart at the same time.

They’ve all torn the clothes off of each other, Cory’s shades happily lost somewhere, and the boys are slobbering their pink lips all over Logan’s cock, actually gagging when that’s NEVER happened before, licking mindlessly on Logan’s huge balls before Logan hauls them into bed and stacks them on each other to spank them red, licking and fingering their holes deep, Cory and Donald squealing until Logan lies down and arranges them on each arm, telling one of them to sit on his cock while the other can wait by sitting on his face. Donald has no dignity scrambling on top of Logan’s cock, but Cory’s not going to complain, smothering Logan’s face with his cheeks.

I’ve got no gift for smut, but ergo, one on Logan’s face, one on Logan’s knot, and you know Logan is planting his feet on the bed to take Donald on a mechanical bull ride while pinning Cory against his face to get every inch of his tongue in that bussy. Then they switch of course, and then some, and then it’s blissful post coital rubbing with Logan softly kissing them (all four mouths, to be clear.)

Cut to a post fuckfest night where for one reason or another, the boys wake up the morning after, alone because Logan probably got caught up in some deadly fight getting his boys some breakfast, and either it takes him too far way, or he wins, but either way, he feels his life is too much of a danger to put Donald and Cory in the life endangering shit he goes through too often, so he leaves them behind.

Cut to years later when the even older dilf finds out the boys have grown not only into incredibly filled out bodies, but he finds out he accidentally left a parting gift in their last meeting that have Donald and Cory put the M in Milf.

#loganxdonald #loganxcorinthian #prompt #also along with the teeth imagine the tats on mr holebrook but I needed that tit picture'#my brain could barely put this up but you get the idea'#I also have some wants to get x24 or even richard involved but it's like branch off au au #have a knot au

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chitrolls · 1 year

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New trolls coming off the presses are:

Samira Verset, lawful evil clown. Uses her abilities to to sway major court decisions in her region. Literal test tube baby. Acts like she’s got all her shit together (and for the most part does, tbh), but still isn’t over her ex flush.

Rallis Grosso, sleepy cerulean. Does a wide assortment of odd jobs to survive and support his pale. Has a star skimmer that’s been graffitied with bulges by half feral children and genuinely thinks it’s a leetle funny. Regularly gets cooked by some of the people he works with for being a cerulean fugitive that’s slumming it around with a bunch of lowbloods and is pretty chill about it. Exclusively lives in sweatpants and athletic leggings on account of the fact he cannot wear jeans anymore.

Vesper Stryha, mutant vtuber. Rallis’ moirail. Absolutely mangled from being shoved into a helm position at way too young of an age (they figured she wouldn’t survive long and didn’t care ‘cuz mutant). She took of vtubing as a means to socialize because she can’t really interact with others face to face, then it grew into something that sometimes makes her money. Not much, but it’s better than nothing. She just wishes she got more caegars than she does gifts to her PO Box.

Etoile, hemoanon, neon slinging menace. No one knows who they are really. They have a big name on the illegal space racing scene and perhaps even in the criminal underground out in space. Etoile is obviously a fake name (I default to star themes or Greek mythos for fake names because they’re super common and not especially creative, so they blend in easily). They, allegedly, reside on some lunar colony somewhere and are more intelligent than most people would guess when they can get pulled into a conversation on something that isn’t a crime.

I’ve got one more that still doesn’t have a name, but they haven’t sparked any interest, so they might go back in the concepts bin.

#chi says

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loveandscience · 1 year

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1, 2, 7, and 9 for the ask game?

Thanks so much, this is fun! :-D 1. What is your most popular fic? Weirdly enough, the most popular one in terms of 'hits' (9051) on Ao3 is one of the very few I never finished. It's this Mycroft/Lestrade fic from when I was into Sherlock, called "And Goodnight to the British Government Whispering Hush." I started it when my kid was a baby and so at the time I was really into babies (babies like, have to be the greatest thing ever, when you're taking care of one. It's the only way to escape that period of life without losing your mind lol). But then I ended up really disliking Benedict Cumberbatch with some of the crap he was saying, and it just ruined the series for me. In the TF fandom, it's "Cause and Effect." which is one I'm actually proud of. Soundwave dealing with grief and crisis of conscience was really personally meaningful to me to write and marked a point where I actively began to use writing on purpose as a way to process my own 'stuff.' 2. What fanfic do you wish you got more response on? Hm, "My Mind is No Longer Mine" got to me in a big way, because I got to write out the recovery and therapy processes for Shockwave. I loved taking someone so on-paper irredeemable and having him suddenly have to deal with having emotions again, and what that could do to someone. I liked exploring the idea that not only can people be traumatized by what's done to them and what they've seen, but also by the things they've done, and how someone could possibly recover from something so difficult. The biggest thing with this fic was that like, while I objectively never did anything so awful, when my depression was at its strongest (a long long time ago) I did hate myself AS IF I had done that kind of horrible stuff. It was very irrational, of course, but there's something healing in seeing meaning being made after coming out of that even if in real life I'd not be having the same reaction as I did for Shockwave in writing this fic. It's not that this fic didn't get a 'good enough' response or anything, I just have such a love for it that I want more excuses to talk about it with more people. There's so much to say about it. Plus, I want more Shockwave/Cosmos shippers, I am literally carrying that entire tag on Ao3, lol! Last thing before I force myself to stop writing about this fic: it was really great to write how a toxic romantic relationship can become healthy through therapy. I enjoy working with couples as a therapist and don't get to do it enough. It was fun to draw from some really old tendencies I had like back in high school for Cosmos and Shockwave, and amplify those to create their mess of a relationship, and then to work through it. 7. What’s a trope you love to write? I'm a huge sucker for characters that are basically breaking down or broken down, and then the other one comes in and gives them so much love and tenderness (romantic or not, tbh) that they realize they deserve to heal. 9. What’s your favorite line(s) or scene(s) that you have written? One from "Cause and Effect" that I go back to read time and time again:

Soundwave’s cables lashed out, smashing against test tubes and the deactivated computer, thrashing about the room. Fury raged in his spark and the destruction wasn’t enough, no, it just took the edge off. Shattered glass flurried across the room, slashing him as he continued to rip apart everything, a tornado of grief and shame and pain.

When his cables had nothing left to hit as they whipped around, and he couldn’t tell what pieces went where anymore, Soundwave sank to the floor. Exhausted. His spark that had felt like it was spinning wildly finally seemed to slow, and he stared at the ground in front of him.

Hours seemed to pass, but then again, he didn’t have the energy to check his chronometer. His helm whipped around at the sound of pedesteps crunching over glass and metal bits, to see First Aid walking toward him with nothing but worry in his optics. Not even judgment, which he deserved.

First Aid kneeled down beside him and drew him into a tight hug that Soundwave didn’t want to let go of. How had First Aid found him?

“You sent me your frequency,” First Aid said softly, answering the question he hadn’t asked yet. “That means you wanted me to find you.”

What? When had he done that? He realized he was clutching the doctor like he was desperate, and maybe he was. He noticed his frame was slightly shaking.

First Aid pulled back and Soundwave let him, wondering if he would finally understand the severity of what Soundwave had done. But he was still holding on to him as he inspected the parts of Soundwave leaking energon, the dozens of small cuts and embedded shards of glass. “ Can you come with me so I can clean you up?” he asked, and Soundwave didn’t think he had the strength to decline anything First Aid asked of him right now. He let himself be led into an adjacent room, where First Aid patted a counter for Soundwave to sit on.

As Soundwave sat, too tired to even wince when First Aid dislodged bits of glass from all along his cables, he decided that the doctor deserved some kind of explanation. So he detailed his culpability, his guilt and shame, without giving away what the mini-cons were. He told him about his failure and not being good enough, and that he would understand if First Aid didn’t want to be around him anymore, knowing these things about him.

First Aid read the messages quietly as he worked, until Soundwave had finished. He set aside the latest shard of glass to reach up to Soundwave’s visor and take it off, carefully placing it on the counter. First Aid rest his servos on either side of Soundwave’s face, and placed their helms gently together. “This, what happened to those mini-cons, was not your fault,” he said seriously. “It just wasn’t. If you had known about them, you would have stopped it, you said so yourself. This was deliberately hidden from you precisely because of that fact. Maybe you could have pretended to be more unethical—what would that have cost? You would have had to allow other things slide to have learned about this, and who knows what that would have led to? Yes, there were other things you ignored because you thought that was for the greater good, but you always had good in mind. Look, I also know you did some bad things in the war, but this? This was not one of them. And I don’t for one nanoklik think you deserve any of the shame or guilt you’re putting on yourself.”

First Aid gave a sharp, short intake as Soundwave’s servos landed on either side of his faceplate and Soundwave started to lean his lips closer. First Aid pulled his helm away. This wasn’t the right time, not when Soundwave was hurting and not thinking clearly. He couldn’t tell if Soundwave was disappointed or relieved, but they each dropped their hands and First Aid stepped back to continue removing bits of glass. But maybe a part of him, despite the situation, was a little bit thrilled at the idea that one day, if Soundwave still wanted to, they might possibly kiss.

#ask game #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #sorry this is long!#long post

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chaoticsoft · 5 months

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In literally every other arena of my life, if it's not a deep, enthusiastic "yes" for me then that automatically makes it a "no." Yet I find myself unable to approach the decision to have children the same way.

I waffle back and forth, mostly leaning towards no, finding what feels like hundreds of good reasons not to do it (the persistent state of the world, climate crisis, childhood and more recent trauma, to name only a few), while still finding myself unable to take it off the table entirely. At least not yet.

I love my partner so much and we have an objectively good and healthy relationship that's withstood the test of time and many, many hardships, and outlived the marriages of people we know who married at a more sensible age than we did. I know that he would be such an incredible father, it's just me I'm worried about honestly lol. My parents did a genuinely shitty job raising me and my brother and it's taken most of my 20s to heal from it. It may be a lifelong journey, tbh. And everyone says you try to do differently than your own upbringing, but you'll always end up getting it wrong somehow, messing up in some way you didn't intend. And that is like... unacceptable to me? Lol. I know there are no perfect parents, but it is honestly baffling to me how many people are just...so chill about bringing a child into this existence, knowing full well they'll fuck things up, or not even really thinking about it that much at all??? I see people with kids and like, I get it, I see why people do it and it's beautiful. Sometimes I see a baby or a pregnant woman and I can't help but smile and feel all warm. While, then, there's also this part of me that thinks you have to be actually a little bit bananas to bring a new life into this fucked up world with school shootings and famines and wars and police brutality and...you get it.

So, then, why is there still a part of me that thinks about doing it?? I wish I could just feel consistently one way about it. I wish I could feel firmly in my heart that I don't want them and it could feel settled, but that hasn't happened. It could just be some dumb biological feature. Like my body knows I'm "running out of time" to do it (even though I've known multiple people who got pregnant in their 40s lol) and keeps pressing me to decide one way or the other.

It could also very well be that people having kids right now are just stronger than me. More resilient. Less afraid. Because I am genuinely terrified. And yet, for whatever reason, that still isn't enough to make me get my tubes tied yet or whatever. I just don't get it lol. Anyway. Sorry, just word vomiting here.

#diary #ask to tag

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rayofsunas · 3 years

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s/o who dies.

A/n: listennnn, I wasn't going to write something dark, but then I unregretfully decided to listen to edgy/dark audios and I was suddenly in the mood to write this so yeah lmao. also, guess what? I'm planning on making a discord server right after posting this! so, be on the lookout for that when I get it all sorted out. also, note for Scaramouche's that the reader inserts tend to lean more femininely versed (I hope that's okay), the only reasons why I do that is because one I simp and I'm female AND two since I am doing a mini-series for Scara, I've kind of based his imagines/fics around that universe (baby daddy universe). I haven't started his yet, but consider these part of that series' universe. anyways as always thank you for requesting anon and enjoy! <333

Summary: you die + how the boys cope afterward.

Parings: Albedo/Gn! Reader, Xiao/Gn! Reader, Scaramouche/Fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, death, poison, illness/cancer, murder, arson, obsessive behavior

Word count: 2.1k

Albedo

"You need to keep this on your head." Your lover said for the one-hundredth time, placing the cold cloth on your forehead once again after taking it off only seconds earlier.

"This is pointless," You said, no longer wanting to ignore nor hide behind the invisible thick curtains of the obvious death sentence approaching. "My body rejected the medicine the first twice doses, what's a third time going to do?" You asked, knowing Albedo wouldn't answer; your hope was to knock some sense into his thick skull. but he was too worried trying to ignore the obvious as you had previously been doing, not anymore though.

This was saddening to watch, both Albedo's unfolding and the girl who accidentally poisoned you, whimpering into Sucrose's shoulder. She was only a young girl, barely seventeen when she was chosen to work under Sucrose and your boyfriend. She was very good at Alchemy and luckily had a desire to practice the craft. But unfortunately, she hadn't paid much attention when it came to Surcrose's educational poison lesson and had unknowingly mixed up poisonous liquids and materials.

After tipping over some clutter in Albedo's office and knocking over a test tube laying unsealed on the counter, you had realized the contents spilled on your skin, bleaching into your pores. You had been tasked with bringing the famed alchemist and his assistant some vials and materials for the collection of a rare butterfly they had found. It was both telling and obvious that something was wrong when you never showed up with the required materials requested and it was already too late hours later when the chief Alchemist, his assistant, and Alchemist in training came bounding down the stairs of Albedo's home laboratory.

It didn't take long for the trio to realize something was wrong. Sucrose had found the vile on the floor, most of its contents spilled and in a little puddle, plus your state on a nearby lounge chair was obvious; slumped awkwardly, forehead visibly sweating, eyes closed, breathing raspily.

You accepted the first doses of the supposed nullifying medicine without hesitation, just wanting the numbing feeling to go away. But when it never kicked in you decided it would be best to save the medicine, because it wasn't working. Your time was coming.

"Since the medicine is taking immediate effect, you should try to get the contents out of your system," He said, reaching out for you. Badly you wanted to argue that the medicine wasn't working at all, but he wasn't listening and already has his lean arms wrapped around your middle, helping gently lift and guide you over to the sink.

You hear materials being shoved to the side and soon enough you had your head dangling over the sink, shaking hands gripping the metalled edge tightly. Soon enough, Albedo's hand was on your back rubbing up and down, hoping to comfort you, it wasn't working though. You could only think about your death, what the other side would look like. Could there even be heaven or hell, maybe a place in between, maybe nowhere...?

As soon as you felt the urge to vomit, you did, and despite it being utterly disgusting Albedo seemed to welcome it happily. He took this as something good, but it only worried you when you saw the reddish hues in the bile.

"I think they should leave." You muttered acknowledging Sucrose and Elizabeth, the taste of gooey, metal only becoming more apparent. The blonde agreed, nodding and muttering "Okay."

As Sucrose lead Elizabeth towards the stairs, the pair heard you say. "Goodbye Sucrose, Elizabeth." Which only seemed to make the young girl wail louder.

You sighed sadly once the silence was back. Just your thoughts of death, and Albedo's slowly crushing heart.

"You should probably leave soon as well. I don't want you to be here when I go." Albedo frowned at your statement, head shaking.

"Don't say things like that."

Of course, he'd say that. Why did he feel the need to ignore this when it would only come back to hurt him even more later on when you were gone?

"You're the smartest man I know and we both know where this is heading," You said, head feeling much heavier than before. It was getting closer to your time. "I'm going to die, and you can't do anything about it."

"I'm not leaving your side. We promised to stick together through everything, you can't ask me to leave."

"I guess... But promise me this."

"When I go, stop blaming Elizabeth. It was an accident..." You said sincerely. Albedo wanted to make a fuss about it, tell you he'd never been able to forgive her. But for you, he would try. If it was your list desire, your last wish, he'd make it come true. Though it would be difficult. Accidental or not, she was the reason you were leaving him here, alone.

"Okay, I'll try..." He said honestly.

"Thank you," You said, letting out a shaking breath you had been holding for a very long time. Now you felt much more peaceful. "And since I know you stubbornly won't leave," You started, finally turning away from the sink to look into his cerulean eyes. "At least hold my hand."

"Of course, love."

even a year after your death, no matter how hard he tried, there was still this nagging feeling every time he looked at Elizabeth

he wanted too badly forgive her, but he couldn't

she had, although accidental, taken the one person that meant so much to him and he'd never forgive

Albedo is gonna be distant towards everyone he knows and it's completely purposeful

he doesn't like the pitiful gazes that people send his way and he hates that all the captains stared at him at your funeral

obviously, some questioned if he was able to stay in the field

he hadn't taken any time off, even when Jean advised he was welcome and that it would be best

tbh, albedo's going to have a hard time for a while

Xiao

Why did it have to be you? Why not him? He'd feel much better knowing you could live another day, after all, he'd been living a very long time.

But no, the fallen Archons, Gods, Yaksha had chosen you to join them. He wished that weren't the case

Humans and their pathetic vessels... So weak, he thought. Allowing something like cancer to beat them.

No matter how harsh it sounded, he didn't despise you, no. It wasn't your fault. You didn't ask for this. He just knew that if you were a godly being this wouldn't have happened like this or at least not so soon; Xiao had known Gods that had terminal illnesses to live years. Why couldn't you be like them?

He hated watching you lie there in that bed, immobile, sickly, and tired, and all you could say was that everything was going to be alright, that he'd be alright.

But it wasn't. He wouldn't be okay without you. He would struggle daily, fall deeper into a hole. You were the light of his life, the only light in his life. And you were gone, just like that. Turning external scars into internal ones tattered all over his dying heart.

Xiao for the longest time has been by himself, so the people of Liyue know it'll be harder for him to overcome this, no matter what he says or does to prove otherwise

Zhongli in particular knows how hard this will be for his friend

his first and probably last love, dead, gone in the blink of an eye

he'll continue fighting all the monsters he crosses, becoming even more violent when he does so, trying his best to get rid of this stupid sickly feeling of heartbreak

but it won't go away, no matter what he does, no matter how absurd

he just wants the feeling to go away, he despises that feeling so much

if you have a secret place somewhere, like in the mountains, Zhongli often finds him there, wallowing in invisible self-pity

"You know they wouldn't want you to be like this." Zhongli would say, only trying to help

but it doesn't

it only enrages Xiao, even more, fuels him to push everyone out of his life again instead of letting them in like he'd done in your presence

Scaramouche

How dare you. How dare you leave him like this. Alone, nonetheless with a toddler to raise who kept crying for her mommy. He couldn't do this without you, he didn't know how to raise a child, speak to her with the gentle care that you did. That was your expertise but now he'd be doing it solo.

And never again would he entrust someone who he cares about, into ignorant, incompetent arms. Never again will he ever allow any member of the Fatui to watch after his daughter; no matter their rank or position. They had one job while he was away doing business in Liyue. Guard your home twenty-four seven, accompany you into Inazuma's port town should you need anything, watch after his daughter while she plays happily in the luscious Inazuma fields. And they couldn't do that. All he gave them was one simple task, watch and keep you and your daughter safe. Instead, they slacked off, probably drunk in some bar while you were being brutally attacked by murderous mercenaries, left to fend for you and your daughter, only to die protecting her and leave your home to be severely burned.

He knew those idiotic Fatui soldiers were incompetent the moment he stepped foot into the harbor and found that everyone seemed to quiet down. Especially the eerily silent soldiers flanked on each side to welcome him home; he was the highest-ranking soldier in the land of Inazuma after all. Not a single one bothered to step forward and tell him what was wrong, what they all criminally allowed happen. Scaramouche only realized what had happened when he was mere minutes away from arriving home, his daughter had come running from his widowed mother's arms, the sight of smoke rising in the air, from the direction of his home. You were nowhere to be seen.

It all happened so fast, in the blink of an eye. His daughter was clinging to his shirt and his mother only stared with tears of pity.

It didn't take long for the puzzle pieces to be put together and before he knew it, Scaramouche was standing in front of his home, part of it burnt to a crisp and black.

He didn't need to ask what happened, he didn't need to know where you were, because he already knew. What he didn't know was who exactly had done this. But he was going to find out, now.

Incompetent, selfish, bastards. They would all pay for this. The lazy piggish Fatui soldiers who he should've never trusted with such a simple task and the thieves who had murdered you. They all had it rightfully coming.

Scaramouche hates the world after he lost you

he hates it so much and can't understand how this had happened

he's not a good person, so he blames it on karma and those stupid idiots who couldn't protect you

ngl, he's not gonna be around much after your death... his mother would argue that he should be here to raise your daughter, because she's also in pain and doesn't understand that this isn't some game of hide and seek this time

instead, he's focused and driven by revenge

he doesn't listen to a word anybody says, he's much more dangerous than before, and he only trusts his judgment

anyone trying to get him to stop his mission, is someone who doesn't want to see him happy he thinks (though that's not true at all. they hate that he is obsessive over this) but he will personally put a stop to that

and he'll only return home to his daughter and mother when he finds who did this and they along with their bloodline is exterminated

while he's gone, the remainder of his family is relocated somewhere he knows they'll be safe, for example, even though he despises childe, he knows his mom and daughter will be safe with his family

sorry, but Scaramouche will hold this deep-rooted hatred and love for you after you die

yes, he still loves and misses you dearly, but he hates you for leaving him alone, hates that although it wasn't intentional and out of your control, that you were gone

no matter how hard you tried to fight, it was selfish of you to leave him like this

he's not going to stop until he believes whoever was behind this is dead

and in his case, he'll stop believing when he chooses, even if they are innocent/guilty, he'll keep going

3.19.21, rayofsunas

#rayofsunas #genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genhsin impact scenarios #albedo #albedo x reader #xiao #xiao x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader

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rainybookshop · 2 years

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Texts from 1917

Fandom: 1917 (College/University AU)

Words: 1288

Read it on AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36087733

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Tom: I woke up with Schofield

Joe: Called it

Joe: I woke up with Leslie

Tom:...........

Tom: this explains so much

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Tom: hey do you want to go out for breakfast

Will: Did you just send me that from the bathroom?

Will: Tom I’m literally in the next room

Will: I can actually hear you typing

Tom: just answer the question okay

Will: I was going to make us pancakes but sure

Tom: no pancakes is good!

Tom: pancakes is great

Will: You were too nervous to ask in person huh

Tom: ...maybe

Will: you’re so cute, get out here

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Tom: okay Joe just answer me this one thing

Joe: no

Tom: just this one thing and I’ll stop asking I swear

Joe: NO

Tom: does Leslie keep the beanie on when you’re

Tom: you know

Joe: I don’t even want to think about how many times Mum must have dropped you as an infant

Tom: RUDE

Tom: also you’re evading the question so I’m assuming the answer is yes

Joe: ugh FINE tbh we decided to take things slow and get to know each other. That first night we just fell asleep watching a movie.

Tom: wait what

Tom: well that’s

Tom: pretty cute of you really

Joe: I answered you now piss off

Tom: do you pass each other notes in class too

Tom: whisper sweet nothings in his ear

Tom: doodle Mr. Joseph Leslie all over your notebook in hearts

Joe: I’m telling mum you said Mrs. Bowman’s cherry pie was better than hers

Tom: DON’T YOU DARE

Tom: BABE did you know that Joe and Leslie are like. legit dating not even hooking up like who would have guessed

Will: Leslie basically lives in that beanie are you really surprised he has emotional issues

Tom: ajksdfs I almost spit my hot chocolate all over my laptop

Will: Plus there’s nothing wrong with getting to know someone better before you jump into bed with them

Tom: you just couldn’t resist these baby blues huh

Will:..........

Tom: wait really?

Will: Uh honestly yeah that’s pretty much it

Tom: omg

Will: You were smiling a lot and you kept waving your hands around when you were telling your stories

Tom: omg

Will: And then you were so sad when you thought I wanted to leave and well you know the rest

Tom: I’m literally giggling like a schoolgirl this is so fucking cute <3

Will: <3

Tom: there’s a foreign exchange student glaring at me HARD rn

Will: Idk why you even go to the silent floor you’re physically incapable of not talking for 5 minutes

Tom: seriously this dude looks like he’s going to stab me at any second

Will: Do you need me to come get you?

Tom: I’m mostly kidding but also

Tom: yesplease

Will: Be there in 3

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Jondalar to The Convoy Boys group chat

Jondalar: hey Tom do you think you could come pick up Will?

Tom: I thought you were all out for boys night? is he ok??

Jondalar: no no he's fine it's just - well.

Jondalar: Katy Perry came on and he just keeps mumbling about cherry chapstick and scrolling through your Instagram looking kind of sad.

Jondalar: It’s really pathetic but also none of us can deal with his face doing that anymore can you please resolve your fight?

Tom: we didn’t even fight???

Jondalar: oh boy

Tom: he’s just really sweet and romantic yk? and I think my appendix thing really scared him

Rossi: true

Cooke: your face literally lost all colour I didn’t even know a person could do that

Tom: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ idk I was pretty out of it the whole time

Malky: glad you’re okay man

Singer: ^

Jondalar: ^

Tom: thanks guys :)

Tom: but yeah I’ll come get him

Tom: I might have already been on my way over

Tom: Joe might have kicked me out.

Tom: said I was moping just because Will was gone and I was making him another playlist

Cooke: Doesn’t he already have like 12?

Rossi: Wasn’t the last one just all your feelings about his hands?

Jondalar: oh boy

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Will: Can we watch WWII in color tonight?

Tom: bad day huh?

Will: I’m still stuck in the chem lab, our first test tube exploded and almost started a fire so now we have to redo the whole thing

Tom: you’re a history major why are you even taking chemistry

Will: I ended up in the wrong classroom on the first day and I was too proud to say anything so now I just have to stick it out

Tom: lmfao. wait really??

Will: Lol no I just liked chem in high school and thought it would be a nice break from writing essays

Will: But instead I’m stuck here re-doing an experiment because one of my lab partners might be drunk and the other one got thrown out of Chem II for causing a rat infestation

Tom: I have so many questions but idk if I want to know the answers

Will: I might actually strangle one of them if I have to be here much longer

Tom: I’ll come by in 10 with coffee

Will: I love you

Tom: ….

Will: …

Will: Shit well that’s not how I meant to say it

Tom: it’s ok I know you’re probably exhausted

Will: Well I mean I am but also

Will: I do. I love you, Tom

Tom: I love you too Scho

Tom: I’m also pretty sure everyone in this coffee shop thinks I’m crazy bc I just stared at my phone for a minute straight instead of ordering when it was my turn but

Tom: I don’t care. Hang in there, I’ll see you soon.

Will: See you soon babe <3

Tom: <3 !!

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Joe: [image attached: Blakefield napping.jpg] Seriously what is it with Scho and sleeping on trees

Joe: and ofc course it’s a cherry tree

Joe: Tom and his #aesthetic

Leslie: this is freaking adorable I hate it so much why would you send this to me

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Tom: afjdkalfjdkaslfjdklsafdkslafdskla

Tom: omgomgomg

Tom: Scho HELP

Will: Tom what's happening are you okay???

Tom: so I may have

Tom: acquired a pretty accurate replica

Tom: of a WWI uniform

Tom: and dressed up in it

Will: Holy shit

Tom: and taken a couple of pictures

Tom: to send to you

Tom: obvs

Will: Holy shit.

Tom: except then I might accidentally

Tom: have sent all of them to professor Mackenzie

Tom: like the super scary prof who set us up to fail our midterms like lambs sent to the slaughter

Will: Lmfao seriously?

Will: Wait. How did you even manage to send them to him?

Tom: ....I have him saved in my phone as super scary prof Mackenzie

Tom: which comes right after Scho

Will: Lmao babe you have to admit you might have set yourself up for that one

Tom: ajlkdfjaklfjadlfjdklds NO FUCKING WAY

Tom: he just emailed me BACK

Will: He didn't.

Tom: holy fucking shit he said he "admired my commitment to the historical accuracy" and asked if I'd be willing to put together a full replica for extra credit

Tom: I might actually pass 20th century history omg

Tom: what a fucking roller coaster ride that was

Will: Only you, Tom.

Will: This is the funniest thing that's happened all week but also I love you so much for dressing up in that uniform for me

Tom: well btw

Tom: I'm still wearing it <3

Will: .....

Will: Be there in 2

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Leslie to The Convoy Boys group chat

Leslie: Why is Schofield running across campus?

Jondalar: He said something about Tom and WWI uniforms and just took off

Tom: I can explain

Joe: Do NOT

#blakefield #tom blake #william schofield #1917 #text fic #fluffy humor because we could all use a little silliness rn

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travoltacustom · 3 years

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HYPNOSIS MICROPHONE 4TH INTERNATIONAL POLL (DECEMBER 2020) Part 6: Fandom and the Future of HypMic

Thank you for your participation! These are the final results for the 4th Hypnosis Microphone International Poll. After months of work on this, we have estimates for general fandom opinions. Do you agree or disagree with the general opinions? Please let us know!

The results were held back from original posting as we were waiting to post for a month before the 2nd DRB finals (which is on Doppo’s Birthday this year.) My deepest apologies for how long this took to get out. We will be releasing these results with a section per day, with the end of these results showing the Japanese side.

Click the READ MORE to view the results.

PREFACE

The data collection for this poll received 902 votes to give us an indication of the demographic of those who consume Hypnosis Mic. This poll was open to English speakers, and thus, results may be considerably Euro/American-centric. The word ‘international’ has been used to refer to how fans are from many places around the world, but the poll may also refer to this group as ‘English-speaking’ etc. The Japanese poll had a smaller respondent pool with 400.

This poll received the most activity through Twitter, given that the series is most active on that platform. The poll was also posted on Tumblr, Facebook and the HypMic wiki. Commentary has been given on sections of the poll. These results will be available in full on from this account. The Japanese poll results shall follow about a week with comparison to this poll.

The poll was conducted from December 2020 to January 2021. This poll is UNOFFICIAL and none of the composers of this poll have any relation to King Records whatsoever.

This has been split into MULTIPLE posts due to the amount of data and limitations of tumblr.

PART 6: Miscellaneous Questions

Respondents were allowed to select up to 3 characters.

As we were processing these results, all characters have received some part of character development.

Did MTR deserve the 1st DRB win?

YES, Matenro did deserve the 1st DRB win: 73.1%

NO, Matenro did not deserve the 1st DRB win: 26.9%

Did FP deserve the Rule the Stage DRB win?

YES, Fling Posse did deserve the Rule the Stage DRB win: 83.9%

NO, Fling Posse did not deserve the Rule the Stage DRB win: 16.1%

Who do you believe will win the 2nd DRB? This was not a ‘who do you WANT to win’ question.

CANNOT DECIDE: 23.9%

Fling Posse: 21.7%

MAD TRIGGER CREW: 17%

Dotsuitare Honpo: 14.6%

Matenro: 9.6%

Bad Ass Temple: 8.4%

Buster Bros!!!: 4.7%

Who do you think will win BB vs DH, MTC vs FP, MTR vs BAT?

Dotsuitare Honpo VS Buster Bros!!!

Dotsuitare Honpo: 56.3%

Buster Bros!!!: 31.1%

Can’t Decide: 12.6%

Bad Ass Temple VS Matenro

Bad Ass Temple: 33.4%

Matenro: 50.8%

Can’t Decide: 15.9%

Fling Posse VS MAD TRIGGER CREW

Fling Posse: 44.8%

MAD TRIGGER CREW: 41.5%

Can’t Decide: 13.7%

WHAT ARE YOU HOPING TO SEE IN THE MAIN PLOT OF HYPMIC?

With 902 responses, we decided not to do a table of these as we’ve already showed which characters respondents wanted to be explored more. However, we will show ‘interesting’ points that we’ve found.

INTERESTING RESPONSES

Exploration of the pre H-era Japan, what caused the war and what the war was like.

Exploration of post WW3 / H-era Japan with politics, society etc.

More female characters as either part of Chuohku, rebellion etc. Possible mixed gender crews

Revolution/rebellion against Chuohku. Referred to as “a SUMMIT OF DIVISIONS moment in canon” and later governmental reform.

Why was the Hypnosis Mic created and more on its development.

In depth explanation as to what happens after being mindhacked.

General insight into more than backstories but their daily lives and possibly romantic lives.

Introduction of more divisions / return of old characters to form new divisions

Another anime season; a proper adaptation of the manga

Why were the Yamadas ‘orphaned/abandoned/separated’ from Rei? Why did Ichiro hide what happened?

BB’s Mother/Rei’s partner - did something bad happen to her?

Jyuto’s past - how he used to be when his parents and partner were still alive.

Why did Jyuto interrogate Doppo?

Does Samatoki feel guilty for blaming Ichiro? Does he feel resentment towards Ramuda even though he figures that he was ordered to do this?

Jakurai’s history as an assassin

More on Yotsutsuji and Jakurai’s relationship

Jakurai and Hitoya’s friendship and how it ‘fell apart’

Who is the original Ramuda and why were the clones created?

Others finding out about the Ramuda clones.

Hifumi and Doppo’s childhood/highschool years.

How did Doppo’s depression get so bad?

The Dirty Dawg’s reconciliation

MAD COMIC DIALOGUE / Ichiro & Kuko / Samatoki & Sasara talking things out and addressing what happened

OTHER RESPONSES

Many responses of just “yes”, “):” “I’m” and “...”, but most importantly “I’m just kind of here for the ride”

There are many that are begging for angst, character death and “chaos”. Some have wished suffering upon certain characters but these will not be disclosed.

“For all of them to get therapy tbh”

“LGBTQ”

“A more complex plot”

“fun and crazy things”

Mentions of ships becoming canon: Hifumi x Doppo, Sasara x Rosho

There were accusations of HPMI being “sexist/misogynistic/not feminist enough” that went on to describe things that have already been addressed.

“I just wanna see Ichiro yelling “fuck you” to his dad”

Otome being Buster Bros!!! mom as well, or that she had some relationship with Rei.

“more test tube babies”

“More Doppo screams”

“(...) Whether or not Rei is worth saving or if I should just rip his tits off (...)”

“An explanation for (why) Rei is Like That”

“Rei vs the rest of the cast just because Mastermind boss battle”

“rei boobs”

“man I just hope they have a nice day. I would like to know about Kuko more :) hes funky and i think that's neat hope hes having a nice day :)))“

“More Kuko feet”

ADDRESSED REPONSES: Responses that have been answered/addressed during the 2nd DRB dramatracks to some degree.

Buster Bros!!! fighting with Rei

Jiro and Saburo no longer being dependent on Ichiro

Jiro and Saburo’s relationship being repaired / seeing eye to eye.

Jyuto’s backstory with the drug problem

How is Ramuda able to participate in the DRB if he’s being hunted down

Gentaro’s identity and brother/family.

Dice confronting Otome

Jakurai coming to Chuohku’s side

Hifumi’s trauma and who Honobono is. (Note: I hope you guys are okay after this one)

Sasara’s time as a gangster with Samatoki

Sasara/Rosho dependency

Nemu being freed from her mindhack/will she be freed.

Is Yotsutsuji still alive/comatose?

WHY DID YOU GET INTO HYPMIC?

Of 902 responses, 166 responses mentioned a character by name or song. Not all characters were mentioned but of the ones mentioned, each was mentioned:

Of 902 responses, 47 mentioned a division by name or song. Each were mentioned:

Fling Posse: 11 times

Bad Ass Temple: 9 times

Buster Bros!!! 7 times

Chuohku: 6 times

Dotsuitare Honpo: 4 times

Matenro: 3 times

Of 902 responses, 43 mentioned a seiyuu. Each were mentioned:

Here are some ‘notable’ reasons people got into HypMic:

“That's a loaded question buddy, assuming I went into this willingly. (...)”

“(...) I love how hypmic combined Male Idols, (Jojo) Stands, and a whole lot of angst in a project (with some fluff here and there).”

“Riou’s tits”

“Because I hated seeing it everywhere so I decided to learn about it before I hate it more. I've fallen deep into this hell.”

“ensemble stars made me v upset”

“I saw bald Ramuda plushie and wanted to know more about him”

“I saw Jakurai and went OOGA BOOGA.

“honestly i saw some fanart of doppo with the fattest and most juiciest ass ever and i was immediately interested, but unfortunately doppo cannonically has a concave ass and jakurai doing a brazillian butt lift on doppo’s ass cannot save it </3 i still love him though”

“Haha pretty rapper bois go brr”

“I'm gay”

“someone was hating on it on twitter and i decided to download arb”

“friend of mine told me to install enstars game, so i installed hypmic”

“I downloaded one of the songs without knowing what it was from for a two week trip into the buttfuck middle of nowhere Wyoming for a school trip in 11th grade and it’s one of the only things that kept me sane”

“Because Jakurai was a hot milf “

“Ice cream spoons”

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antukini · 4 years

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Keeping up with the dimension travel prompts I saw! So one day kakashi just lands in the founders era and this time it's cause of time - dimensions travel. Due to his looks Hashirama is like "......future test tube bABY-!" and Tobirama can't even be certain anymore cause this angsty kid came from the future and knew of both him and Madara already. Meanwhile Madara is going through a heart attack cause Kakashi also has the Sharingan-

anon you absolute madlad i love you

i went with it being time travel instead because. i don’t really wanna deal with canon drama 😫 they’re all happy here with minimal angst

tbh i wasn’t really sure where to take this so uh. this is the result 😅 i hope it’s okay anon but please know that i adore this idea so muchsdjkfhd

let’s say this is like half a year after the first “test tube baby” visited lol

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Tobirama stands beside Madara in front of Hashirama’s desk, discussing concerns about the village fortifications raised by the Hatake Clan Head during the meeting earlier that day. The noon sun’s rays have started seeping into the room.

“My labs are in the north-east, we—”

Tobirama is interrupted from finishing his sentence when a familiar light flashes between them, in front of the desk.

All three of them ready their kunai just in case it’s an invader and not a visitor, eyes squinting, waiting for the light to die down.

Tobirama senses the newcomer first, chakra tired and worn with a distinct crackle of lightning that felt similar to Hatake chakra.

Then the light dies down, revealing a heavily wounded teenager.

Remnants of a mouth mask hang from his neck. Silver hair splattered with blood is held back by a hitaiate carved with Konoha’s insignia. Said hitaiate is tilted a bit to the side but doesn’t hide the red of the spinning sharingan of the teenager’s left eye and the other eye is distinctly grey. The teen’s clothes look like one of the proposed uniform designs from three council meetings ago.

The bloody tanto at the ready in front of the teen suddenly drops when the teen’s grip slackens. Mismatched eyes widen, the teen speaks, the halting voice distinctly male, tired and disbelieving, “No— way. Senju To— birama and— Uchi— ha Ma— dara—?”

Then he falls forward, unconscious, most likely from blood loss.

Tobirama steps forward to catch the teen and wastes no time in hauling ass to get the teen to a private room in the hospital—damn it, the rumor mills are going to implode if they catch a glimpse of him carrying a child with hair only a shade off from his own—with Madara and Hashirama bringing up the rear.

The Senju brothers patch him up with little trouble, heavy wounds healing quickly in the face of two of the most capable iryou-jutsu users in the continent.

After all is said and done, Hashirama drops the seriousness to needle at his younger brother.

“Tobiiiiiiramaaaaaaa,” Hashirama whines.

“Be quiet, anija.”

“But HE LOOKS SO MUCH LIKE YOU—”

“Anija.”

Madara clearly doesn’t wish to help since he just snickers at their antics. Hmp. See if Tobirama will ever help Madara when Madara and Izuna get into a stupid argument ever again. (He doesn’t do it much anyway.)

“—HE LOOKS TOO MUCH LIKE YOU TO NOT BE YOUR TEST-TUBE BABY!”

Tobirama closes his eyes and pleads the depths for patience. “Anija. He may look like me but he has no similar notes to my chakra—” Hashirama opens his mouth to argue but Tobirama forges on, “—nor Madara’s, so shut up and get back to work.” He glares his reluctant elder brother out of the room.

Thankfully, Hashirama finally slinks off.

“Tobirama, he has the sharingan.”

Tobirama turns to Madara and reaches out a hand to clasp his arm. “He has no Uchiha chakra markers, only Hatake ones. We can ask him how he got one when he wakes.” His thumb rubs the arm to comfort the Uchiha. “He’s Konoha. Of that, I am sure, Madara.”

Madara looks like he wants to argue further but deflates when he finds he can’t dispute that logic.

“I’ll stay here to watch him. Get back to work. I’ll get a clone to get me my work.”

Madara nods and accepts the chaste kiss Tobirama offers before he leaves.

Tobirama creates a shadow clone to get his work, then settles into a seat beside the slumbering teen to wait and watch.

Kakashi comes to, his mouth dry and body slightly sore. How’d he get healed? Backup was half an hour away last he’d checked.

He opens his eyes only to see who looks a lot like Senju Tobirama at his bedside, working on stacks of paperwork.

What.

“You’re awake,” the white-haired man says, putting down the scrolls in his hand to offer Kakashi a cup of water. Kakashi accepts it instinctively, still not fully processing the situation.

This is looking increasingly not a hallucination.

What the fuck.

He’s actually in the past.

“You are currently in the hospital at Konohagakure no Sato. You appeared in the middle of the Hokage office three hours ago, heavily wounded, where you passed out. I brought you here and my brother and I treated your injuries,” the man informs him calmly. “Are you feeling better?”

Kakashi nods dumbly. He distantly thinks that he hadn’t expected the white-haired man to have such a deep voice but it looks like he had assumed wrong.

“You know who I am, yes?” A white brow raises in question.

Kakashi nods again. He still isn’t fully grasping that he’s currently talking to the man his father deeply respects; someone who had sacrificed himself for his team to get home alive.

“May I have your name?”

Kakashi forces himself to speak. “...Hatake Kakashi, sir.”

Tobirama nods to himself as if his suspicions were confirmed. “Kakashi, do you know what brought you here? I assume you’re from the future. That uniform is currently still being debated on and I do not recall a Hatake child with your particular chakra signature. Am I correct?”

Kakashi isn’t surprised; it’s well-known that the man talking to him is one of the brightest minds in shinobi history. He nods. Kakashi is pretty sure that it’s the calm tone of that deep voice that gets him to properly reply. It’s safe here. This man is a founder. They haven’t tried killing him and had only aided him. “I’m… not really sure but I think I accidentally activated a seal when I was cornered northeast a kilometer outside of Konoha.”

“Ah,” Tobirama says, cogs clearly turning in his head. “I believe that was one of the seals I’ve started working on relating to time.” He taps a finger on his leg in thought. “It is more than likely that it may have been altered since I last dabbled with it. Do you remember what it looked like?” Dipping a brush in ink and dragging out an empty scroll, Tobirama offers them to Kakashi.

Good thing Kakashi had already uncovered his sharingan when he was herded into that clearing. He quickly sketches out what he scrounges up from his sharingan memories, partly glad that Minato-sensei had the sense to teach them some fuinjutsu so his hands don’t falter as he draws the array nearly as much as he would if he hadn’t any fuinjutsu knowledge. He’s careful not to infuse chakra as he goes, he’d hate to accidentally create and transport himself to a less than friendly time.

He presents the finished sketch to Tobirama who scans it, humming.

“I was right then.” Red eyes flick back and forth on the page. “Hmm. From the looks of it, you have a couple more hours to this visit.”

Tobirama puts down the scroll and looks straight at Kakashi, gaze intense—or maybe his eyes are just like that, their shape making it look like he is constantly glaring.

“Let’s hope Anija doesn’t barge in here. He’s bound to be annoying.”

No such luck.

Not even a full minute later, Senju Hashirama barges in through the doorway in a flurry of robes and long silky brown hair with Uchiha Madara in tow.

Tobirama lets out an exasperated sigh. “How did you even know he was awake?” From the tone of his voice, he already has suspicions.

“Mimi told Kou who told Kiku who told Fu who told me.” Beaming, Hashirama gestures to the potted plant on the table beside the cot.

Tobirama briefly hangs his head in long-suffering despair, mumbling, “Of course he has a plant friend named ears. Why are plants such gossips.” Then the white-haired man gathers his patience and throws it out the window to glare at his cheery brother. “Did you even finish all your paperwork, anija?”

Hashirama lets out an offended squawk.

“He did,” Madara pipes up. “Bulled through all his work to meet your ‘test-tube baby’ as quick as he can,” he ends with a smirk, moving to stand near Tobirama.

Face set in a scowl, Tobirama subtly leans on Madara when the black-haired man gets close enough, features softening at the contact.

Kakashi had already known that Senju Tobirama and Uchiha Madara were one of the most legendary couples of Konoha but it’s still jarring to see them—formidable juggernauts of power who built Konoha from the ground up that they were (are? Time travel makes things so confusing)—near publicly lovey-dovey.

Hashirama directs his gaze at Kakashi, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “Now, what’s the name of my brother’s test-tube baby?” Hashirama prods, smile wide.

“He is not my test-tube baby.”

Hashirama smiles on as if Tobirama hadn’t spoken at all, eyes urging Kakashi to speak.

“...Hatake Kakashi, sir.”

Madara suddenly speaks before Hashirama could start gushing.

“How is it that you have the sharingan?” Madara blurts out, his curiosity outweighing his tact. He backtracks immediately when Tobirama levels a glare up at him from his seat. “I—”

“It’s... okay,” Kakashi replies. It looks like Kagami-jii’s stories about Madara-sama flailing a lot were founded. “A friend of mine, an Uchiha, got injured during a mission. My original eye was injured before he was. He thought he was going to die so he gave it to me. We got him out though. He’s okay now. He refuses to let me give it back so I guess it’s mine now.”

Madara looks into Kakashi’s eyes with a relieved and mildly apologetic air, giving him a nod. Madara’s hand finds its way to the back of Tobirama’s head, burying fingers into white hair.

Hashirama breaks the slightly awkward atmosphere with characteristic cheeriness, “He emotes similarly to you, Tobirama. How are you sure that you aren’t at least related?”

This is too hilarious, Kakashi doesn’t want to interfere. The brothers aren’t even really arguing, their chakra poking at each other in jest.

Tobirama gives Kakashi a long-suffering glance, vaguely pleading.

Kakashi relents. “I don’t think that would be possible, Hashirama-sama. I know who my parents are; though Tobirama-sama looks similar to my father and grandfather, we are not related. I can assure you I am fully Hatake. My father did have to deal with rumors of his supposed relation to Tobirama-sama before, though.”

Hashirama wilts.

The next few hours continue like that. Kakashi is still mildly bewildered that he is interacting with his village’s founders and they’re so… human. Not like the formidable and unflappable legends the books made them out to be.

He feels mildly grateful for the shinobi that drove him into the clearing. He could’ve done without the heavy injuries though, he could have spoken more to this trio and maybe even the other founders, that would have been fun.

He contemplates giving them fruit baskets in prison.

He thinks about what he’s going to do when he gets back—hopefully his tanto hasn’t dulled. (He doesn’t know it yet but Tobirama had discreetly restocked his weapons while he was asleep.)

Obito’s going to be so jealous.

So is his dad.

———

holy crap i didn’t intend for it to get so long lmao i got sidetracked by troll!hashirama

edit: posted on ao3 here

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