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ladyartemesia · 3 years

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Since I'm in love with your writings and your taste in reading too. I know that your favorite is Brother's best friend or Best friend's brother, I would like for you to recommend me some of them please ❤️❤️🙏

꧁Brother’s Best Friend꧂

Clandestine by @junghelioseok is fantastic. Jeon Jungkook is the best friend of the reader’s slightly younger brother. He’s sexy and charismatic and DEFINITELY knows what he wants. The growth of his (clandestine) connection with the reader is utterly delicious. This one made me laugh and swoon.

Guarded by @xjoonchildx is basically legendary in my book. The lady in this story is not only Hoseok’s best friend’s sister—she is also his BOSS’s sister and by boss I mean mafia. This is the first installment in Ana’s amazing Rap Line Mafia Universe and it delivers on every level. Hoseok is tasked with protecting the boss’s sister after she is being threatened by sinister forces unknown and sparks fly.

Plums and Melons by @winetae is THAT FIC. The fic I just daydream about sometimes. It’s a fic about two people caught hard in eachother’s gravity. It’s so sexy and cerebral and the main characters are so hot. Jimin is just a guy trying to live his life, but whatever is brewing between him and his best friend’s sister is driving him insane. He wants to be a good guy, but she just isn’t playing fair.

Are You Sure? by @cutechim is such a swoon-worthy and touching piece of wonderful. I tell you I was MOVED. This is beautiful and emotional and EXTREMELY satisfying. Taehyung’s best friend has a sister who he has always secretly adored. When she comes to him and asks for some intimate experience, he isn’t strong enough to say no—not when she’s everything he ever wanted.

Drivers License and Detour by @gyukult is sweet and tender and just a fantastic coming of age story. The reader has been in love with her brother’s best friend, Park Jimin, for almost all of her youth... but what is going on in his head?It’s a tender story that really warms the heart. AND I am happy there is more coming. I would read about these two all day. She published the second part and oh my gosh it’s so incredibly perfect I could scream. This was just such a beautiful journey every step of the way.

Milestone by @1kook is probably one of the first brother’s best friend BTS fics I read and it is amazing. I adore it so much. Because Jungkook is your brother’s best friend he is there for every milestone in your life. But you’ve both grown up now and neither of you are kids anymore. It’s hot. Like really hot. Dialogue and set up are so sharp and fast paced I really loved every second.

Young God by @njssi is scorching hot smut with complicated feelings and warm revelations. You think it’s going somewhere and then it goes somewhere else and honestly it is so awesome the whole time. Jungkook was always your brother’s sweet little friend, but he’s returned determined to show you that he is all grown up.

Tease by @caiuscassiuss floored me. I loved it so much! I spent the whole story just squealing happily about everything. This story has it all. It’s scorching hot. It’s enemies-to-lovers. It’s Taehyung. Jungkook’s sister and Kim Taehyung do not get along AT all—so she decides to bring him to his knees by making him desperate for her. It’s a wild and completely awesome ride.

Wasabi by @ironicarmy is a classic. Hobi is a bad boy that Namjoon vehemently refuses to let near his precious baby sister. But love is too strong a force and soon Hobi and the clever object of his desire decide that some things are worth fighting for. It’s a really sweet story of facing challenges and relying on the people you love. Warm and fuzzy feelings abound, but it’s also super hot.

Forbidden by @btssmutgalore is a masterwork blueprint for this trope. Hobi is a carefree player who falls brutally for Taehyung’s sister. They two of them eventually give in to a VERY steamy series of secret encounters and feelings get very involved. This is hot, suspenseful, and emotionally satisfying. Excellent characterizations as well.

Prohibido by @personasintro is an office AU with a twist. Namjoon is not only her brother’s best friend, he is also her boss and the two of them have incredible chemistry. Watching them pretend that they’re not insanely attracted to each other is so endearing and hot. Reader is convinced her feelings are one-sided. It’s lovely and fun. Definitely a slow burn, but worth it.

Strawberry Kisses by @kimnjss is a fic that I devoured in one sitting and then re-read again immediately. Jeon Jungkook is a player who matches with a girl on a dating app and has no idea she is the sister of his revered mentor and close friend, Min Yoongi. I laughed. I cried. I GASPED OUT LOUD a bunch. It was a whole thing. This is a hybrid social media/written AU and it’s pretty much perfect.

Tempestuous by @ppersonna is so special to me because it was written at the very beginning of my friendship with Lindy. She was looking for requests and I was quick to request my favorite trope. Lindy is bae now and this fic she wrote is marvelous. You are forced to spend the weekend in the same house with your sexy arch-rival Taehyung who just so happens to be your brother’s best friend. Naturally snarky hotness ensues.

Off Limits @floralseokjin is basically a famous entry when it comes to this trope. It’s a Jin fic and Miss Jordan writes EXQUISITE Jin characterizations. There is a hint of mistaken (or unknown) identity in this one which makes it even more fun. Sparks fly between you and a devilishly charming Kim Seokjin at a party. You don’t find out until later who he really is—and why he’s off limits.

And finally I’ll recommend my own Brother’s Best Friend fic All I Want for Christmas is You featuring a charming Taehyung who falls for Jimin’s sister. Jimin basically blackmails his best friend into escorting his sister to several holiday galas. Tae and Jimin’s sister have never gotten along, but they soon discover (through multiple pranks and mishaps) that love (and desire) are out of their control.

Not Your Fairytale by @yeojaa is incredibly sweet and tender. Erin really does emotion so well and her Yoongi characterization is honestly so nuanced and brilliant. This story is about a girl who had her heart broken and instead of canceling the cake tasting she scheduled with her philandering ex-fiancé, she wrangles the tsundere best friend of her brother to pretend to be him.

Brother’s Best Friend by @bts-hyperfixation is a short and sweet moment between two people who have been fighting their attraction for each other. It is so hot and delicious I tell you. You’re in trouble and the person you call is probably the person you shouldn’t—but you aren’t the only one willing to take a risk tonight.

Off Limits by @kaddiiction will break your heart and put it back together again. This one was recommended to me by a reader and I cannot thank them enough. It is fantastic. Jimin is a player but he crosses the line when he begins a liaison with his best friend’s sister. Still there is far more to this situation—and Jimin—than meets the eye.

꧁Best Friend’s Brother꧂

Orectic by @gimmesumsuga is one of my favorite fics of all time. It is a hybrid fic where the reader is a cat hybrid and Hoseok is the brother of her best friend who comes to stay with her while her bestie is away... It is so tender yet SO HOT. I’m telling you I cannot even keep count of how many times I have read it.

Theophany by @ilikemesometaetaes was a JOURNEY. It made me so emotional. Like the story centers around art a lot, but let me tell you, this fic IS art. Jimin is just the man of my whole dreams in this piece as the brother of a former best friend with an irresistible allure. It is a coming of age story with the most beautiful twist. AND THE LOVE SCENE—oh my gosh I screamed it was so good. This story is just so so good.

Run by @neonlights92 is Jungkook’s story in the mafia universe I am COMPLETELY OBSESSED WITH. You don’t have to read the whole series to understand it (BUT YOU SHOULD). This is best friend’s brother meets arranged marriage and honestly it’s fantastic. Jungkook doesn’t do love and affection and being forced into an arranged marriage with his sister’s friend who has always had a crush on him is just a blow to his freedom... or is she? GAH! This story—like all the stories in this universe—is superb.

The Magic to Happiness by @readyplayerhobi is a best friend’s brother meets teachers AU meets Hogwarts AU. Now... all of those are top tier tropes so finding them together is like winning the lottery. Hobi was once just a skinny kid who had obvious heart eyes for you (his sister’s best friend) but now he’s tall and confident and really attractive. The magic of this story is evident in every word of the sweet relationship that blooms between these two.

Problem with You by @monvante is so sweet and kind of hilarious. I giggled so much! Jungkook is your best friend’s brother and he is kind of too perfect and too handsome and he’s always around and you hate him and he hates you... Right? When you cross paths with the infuriating Jeon Jungkook at your best friend’s wedding, you discover that you may have been wrong about a great many things.

Show Me Yours and I’ll Show You Mine by @ktheist is so so SO fabulous. I was obsessed with this (now complete) series from the very first installment. You and Tae are besties who have know each other since you were little kids, but lately Tae’s older brother Jin has been lookin mighty fine. Just how far can you push him till he breaks. And if he breaks.... what then?

This list is BY NO MEANS exhaustive. I just used it to compile some of my FAVORITES in this particular trope.

➪ IF YOU HAVE ANY OTHER BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND FICS I SHOULD CHECK OUT PLEASE COMMENT (seriously please I love this trope so much) AND I WILL ADD THEM TO THIS LIST.

➪ Newer Additions are in PINK!

➪ Newest Additions are in BLUE

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cakers-2000 · 3 years

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~"You're an idiot, you know that?"~ (Miya X Fem!Reader)

I would die for Miya Chinen

Miya Chinen protection squad, let us assemble.

He's too precious for this world.

Uh but anyway I'm hyperfixating on this show and Miya really bad so have this scenario that I whipped up rather quickly.

(Warning: A bit of foul language!)

Word count: 1.1k

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It had always surprised you that the people and competitors in the S community welcomed you with open arms. You weren’t a skateboarder, you knew next to nothing about the sport but they accepted as their own.

You always felt like you had a home among the many members of the community, they had always been so nice to you. Though you wanted to believe that this was because they were just nice and welcoming people, you knew this most likely wasn’t true, (except for maybe Reki and Langa). The real answer was most likely due to the fact that you were Miya Chinen’s girlfriend. You only found yourself at S to support him and his endeavors but truth be told you had grown to love it there.

Though the Miya you knew seemed to be completely different from the one the other skateboarders knew. He was such a kind and sweet soul to you, but it seemed the other skaters didn’t think of him as such.

It was almost a weekly activity to join him a few times at night to the old mines S was located in. He’d take a small break from the skating scene to walk with you towards the starting line, your fingers intertwined as you walked together. Though during these times his attention was never focused on you, instead he would survey the crowd and try to get a read on his ‘competition’. But you didn’t mind, just being able to hold his hand was enough for you.

But sooner rather than later you had to let go of the warmth that always radiated from him and step aside so that he could race. You’d take your normal spot next to Langa and Reki and watch the show begin.

Tonight was just like any other. The stroll to the starting line, the sit down and cheer with Reki and Langa, and then joining Shadow at the finish line to welcome him with the normal hugs, pats on the back and kisses (only from you of course, though you wouldn’t deny Reki had indeed tried to slip one on the younger boys cheek to mock him, which didn’t end well for the older boy).

“Oh wow, look at him go, the dude’s got him cornered! I haven’t seen anyone corner Miya like this since the race with Langa!”

As usual Reki was practically foaming at the mouth as he watched the two skate, most likely itching to be racing right alongside them.

“You really think so?”

You were just as entranced on the screen as Reki. you really hadn’t seen Miya struggle with a win like this since his race with Langa. You could see Langa staring at the two of you out of the corner of your eye. He looked rather surprised, maybe he thought differently then the two of you. You slowly leaned yourself backwards to rest on a crate behind you. You weren’t particularly worried. Miya was one of the best, and everyone knew it. He would pull through in the end, he always did.

“Ugh this is so lame.” Your interest was piqued as you heard another man speak to a group a few feet away from you. “This is all so bs. That kid is only good because he cheats to win.”

You could feel your blood boiling just at hearing the allegations these men were throwing about your boyfriend. Your body tensed and you slightly stood yourself back upwards and continued to listen.

“Like that time he raced Shadow. There’s no way he could’ve won without some kind of cheating. He’s probably getting in the poor dudes head right now as we speak.”

“What the hell.”

With all of your patience gone you stormed your way towards the men, unbeknownst to the rest of your group of friends. You weren’t going to let them get away with tarnishing Miya like that, especially when he wasn’t here to defend himself.

“(Y/N) it looks like he’s pulling ahead! I think he’s gonna win this!”

Upon not hearing a response from you Reki glanced to his side and a wave of panic hit him. Oh god where were you!? He was so so so dead if he lost you in this crowd.

“What the hell did you say to me you little bitch!?”

The shouting beside him was the key indicator for where you went. A long sigh escaped his lips, all focus on the race now gone and he practically sprinted towards you, Langa following as well.

“I said to take back what you said! Miya doesn’t cheat, he never has you jackass!”

“Oh you’re asking for it kid!”

You were so blinded with your own emotions you hadn’t even considered the possibility of danger, but now here it was right in front of you as this man wound his fist, ready to attack and you could do nothing but cower and brace yourself for impact.

“(Y/N)!”

The hit never came. Instead it was the sound of wheels grinding to a halt and a brush of wind past you. You slowly but surely opened one of your eyes to get a glimpse at what had just saved you, only to be greeted by a familiar green sweater and black hair.

Miya had managed to place himself in between the two of you, board raised slightly above his head so that the man's fist clashed rather harshly into the wood of the bottom. If looks could kill this man would have been dead a hundred times over. He wanted to speak, he wanted to cuss this man out, to give him what he deserved but a small tug at his clothes brought him back to his senses and he turned rather quickly to face you.

Reki had already stepped in to deal with the man Miya had fended off so he had nothing left to worry about but you. His board clashed to the floor and his hand instinctively fell to your cheeks, gently caressing and examining every inch of your face. His emerald orbs shone with nothing but worry and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Are you alright!? He didn’t hurt you did he?”

“No, no I’m okay Miya.” Your hand fell to rest on top of his in an attempt to reassure the poor boy. He was probably just as frightened as you after all. “Thanks to you.”

You could see a small dust of pink form on his cheeks before a small sigh escaped him and he moved one of his hands to instead run his fingers through your hair, eyes still full of concern. “You’re an idiot, you know that?”

A small giggle escaped your lips and you moved your wrap your arms around him in a tight embrace. A small hum of satisfaction escaped him as he moved his free hand to wrap around your waist and continue to play with your hair, it had always been rather soothing to him.

“But who’s idiot am I?”

The blush on his cheeks worsened still but he responded, voice barely above a whisper as he placed a sweet kiss to the top of your head. “Mine…”

#miya chinen #miya sk8 #sk8 the infinity #miya chinen x reader #miya chinen scenario #sk8 the infinity x reader #sk8 the infinity scenarios

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firelxdykatara · 3 years

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Reader anon here!

Hi it's been awhile, I hope you are doing well! I know I am! I have successfully bought more books and filled another shelf in my bookcase and it is just so satisfying to see! I have a shelf dedicated to each genre I like, so one shelf is just erotica and downright smut, while another is high fantasy/YA fantasy! Then at the bottom are my books on mythology and languages!

I am so proud of my collection 😩 and can't wait to get more books. That new book smell is just-🤌🏻

Do you like books that focus on romance or do you like books that focus on more mystery/conflict and have a good chuck of romance? For me, I like both!

Oh omg reader anon I am in awe at your organization skills akflgjhdkfjghdkjfgh

Right now my 'to be read' pile is a literal pile of books (well, multiple piles, but) scattered around my room and the living room and every once in a while I'll pick one up and actually start reading it (I recently started The Lunar Chronicles, in fact, and I'm already fully in love with Linh Cinder, best girl) and then sometimes I'll get halfway through and pick up another book and sdfklghdkfjhgkjdgh ANYWAY IT IS A WHOLE MESS IS WHAT I'M SAYING. I wish I could have an organized bookshelf but I ran out of space in mine ages ago and it is covered in yet more piles of books (though the ones on or around my shelves are mostly ones I've already read, although I've been eyeing Mistborn and The Wyrd Museum for a reread cause it's been so long, but I think if I started rereading old books right now my unread book piles would coalesce into an autonomous figure and beat me over the head with my own readerly ambition lmfao)

As for your question, honestly it really depends on the book! I absolutely love a good romance-focused narrative (emphasis on 'good', bodice rippers don't usually do it for me but sometimes when I'm in the mood I go to my mom's bookshelf and raid it for something cheap and tawdry (affectionate) that hits just the right button I need pressed at that moment, so y'know, it varies), but I also love books where the romance is incidental to the actual plot. In that case, though, I like it best when the romance and character arcs are woven into the plot rather than forcing the plot to conform to them, you know?

Like, I'll use the Grishaverse trilogy as an example here, because I've been rather hyperfixated on it and the extended world lately, but part of the problem I have with that series is that the romance the author clearly wants you to be invested in and root for at the end of the day is the most boring part of the entire story--and yet it quite literally warps the universe of the books around it to make it the most important part of the main character's journey.

You have a world on the brink of full-scale war where the main character has just discovered she is part of an oppressed minority group that are primed for literal annihilation--she is in the only country where her people can get even a pretense of agency and a fulfilling livelihood (Fjerda burns their witches, Shu-han vivisects them, Kerch sells them into slavery, and even in Ketterdam they aren't really safe unless they can make themselves useful enough to earn protection from one gang or another; the Wandering Isle and Novyi Zem may be the exceptions to the rule, but Fantasy Ireland and Fantasy Australia/Africa never matter enough to the story for any of the characters to find out), and yet even when she is suddenly a target for assassination purely because of what she is, there's never any real sense that she actually cares about Grisha as a whole.

Instead, the only thing she really cares about is her childhood romance. Getting back to Mal is the only thing that matters to her. The show tried to give her a little more agency (where in the books, she was pretty much just buffeted this way and that by the whims of the plot and very rarely made her own decisions about anything; and when she did, they were rarely based in any actual logic, and I say this as someone currently forcing my way through the books so that I can more accurately critique them.... it is intensely aggravating as a reader lmao), but they couldn't change the plot too much, so she winds up coming across as even more stupid than in the source material. And still, Mal and the meadow is a constant refrain, for reasons that, as far as I can tell, are never actually explained beyond 'these two kids traumabonded over their experiences growing up in an orphanage in a war-torn country, and they are dangerously codependent as a result'.

In order for the books to end as they do, Alina can't actually give a shit about the plot going on around her. The romance completely overrides the sense that anything else in this world matters, and when the romance is the most boring part of the plot, focusing on it to the exclusion of all else just makes the entire thing fall flatter than a house of cards in a stiff breeze. And that's the kind of romance I usually don't like--which gets thrown into much sharper relief when you go over to Six of Crows and find romances that actually work with the characters and the world and the plot surrounding them, rather than against it.

So that said, tl;dr: I like both too! But if the narrative is going to be romance-focused, then that romance needs to not be the least interesting part of the plot (traumabonded childhood friends to lovers working through that pain and coming out the other side healthier and happier for it can work really well, if you haven't plopped them in the middle of a world and plot that is much more interesting when they are apart), and if the romance is secondary to the plot, then it needs to take a proper back seat and work with the characters and their individual arcs as they move through the world, rather than attempting to force the plot into a different shape so the romance can work.

#reader anon #asked #grishaverse salt #malina salt #anti malina #just in case

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firstofficer-williamyiker · 3 years

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Ok, ok, ok, ok. I am way too focus on this but I really really wanted to list out every Star Trek ship (from TNG, DS9, and VOY cause those are the ones I have seen most of) I could think of and give my opinion on it. Why? Because I don’t wanna do my math test. Lets go down the spiral of hyperfixation and little impulse control. (FYI, this became a long ass post, so read through if you want or don’t lol)

Let’s start from the beginning.

The Next Generation: (aka gays that all share one smart brain cell)

Picard x Crusher: Honestly, I like their chemistry, and if it became canon I would be alright with that. No real strong feelings on this ship.

Picard x Q: The epitome of enemies to lovers slow burn in 300k words. The sexual tension is too much to handle, I absolutely adore these two. They probably fucked once and Picard regrets it immeasurably.

Picard x Riker: Nah, not for me. But you do you dudes.

Riker x Troi: Again, I quite like these two together. Two Bi Icons getting together, I’m here for it.

Riker x Worf: Eh, Worf isn’t really a fav of mine so that makes me bias against this ship. It cool tho.

Riker x Crusher: *war flashbacks to when Crusher had sex with a Trill worm that was inside currently inside Riker’s body* Haha, fuck no.

Troi x Crusher: Two queens getting together and tearing down the patriarchy, I stan.

Troi x Tasha: I tend to block out season one of TNG from my mind, but honestly, I like the vibe.

Data x Geordi: My OTP for this show. It should have happened. Rick Berman is a coward. They are just so sweet and they understand each other like no one else. A few of their scenes in this show made me cry. I ship

Data x Tasha: Nah, I don’t vibe. Would have been better as mlm and wlw solidarity.

Worf x Troi: They had a few cute scenes together in the later seasons, I don’t hate neither super enjoy.

Deep Space Nine: (aka no straights in space)

Sisko x Kasidy: I liked them better in the early seasons. I think the writers low-key forgot about Kasidy until she was convenient plot device.

Kira x Odo: I preferred it in the first few seasons where Odo had a little crush on Kira and it was kinda adorable. But after their relationship had become canon in the later seasons I was kinda disappointed.

Kira x Jadzia: I am here for this ship, two powerful women ready to take on the world together but also have their own insecurities that come up as the situation arises. Immaculate, I want it.

Dukat x Kira: Fuck no, they are enemies. Idk why the DS9 writers thought it would be a great idea to pair THESE two together. But thank god for Nana Visitor for being such a queen.

Odo x Quark: Again, another amazing enemies to lovers ship. I love seeing those two on screen together, their chemistry is just *chef’s kiss*.

Miles x Keiko: Miles is like, the token heterosexual on this show. He loves his wife, his kids, and his job.

Bashir x Garak: Fuck yeah, OTP of this show for me gang. It was so heavily implied and it would have been so cool to see, especially in the 90s. But oh well, at least we got the actors writing and performing fanfiction for us.

Bashir x Jadzia: Yeah no, I wouldn’t ship them romantically. And the writers definetly did not favors to Bashir when they make his crush on her a bit creepy in the early seasons. But would be a BROTP for me.

Bashir x Ezri: Hnng, I don’t like. It just feels like Bashir is trying to date the Jadzia he never had and I don’t like it.

Jadzia x Worf: It’s fine, I guess. I don’t really see the chemistry.

Ezri x Jake: I mean, it’s better than Ezri x Bashir, but like, Dax has known Jake over 3 lifetimes and watched him grow up soooo, nah.

Jake x Ziyal: I am a fan. I think these two would have been really cool together especially since they are both artistic people with Jake’s writing and Ziyal’s painting. They could have done some really cool stuff together. Plus, it would make some interesting family reunion moments between Dukat and Sisko hehe.

Jake x Nog: Again, I am a fan. Tol and smol dynamics are what I am here for.

Garak x Ziyal: No

Voyager: (aka gays lost in space)

Janeway x Chakotay: The of the few straight ships I would die for. I am quite disappointed that nothing ever formed between the two because it would have been really cute and oh my god the tension the writers made between the two. I feel baited for this ship, AND IT’S A STRAIGHT SHIP! I’m sorry I have feelings about this.

Janeway x Seven: Not a top ship of mine but I definitely see the chemistry here and I support it.

Janeway x Paris: I only bring this up because in like season 1 or 2 they have axolotl children together because the writers were probably high as a kite when they came up with this idea for an episode. But a hard pass.

Janeway x Coffee: I’m pretty sure this is already canon and I stan.

Chakotay x Seven: I haven’t completely finished Voyager yet but I heard that this is the endgame for the two and WTF. I don’t see or understand it and it makes me upset, like really upset.

Chakotay x B’elanna: I’m just glad this wasn’t canon. I more just bring it up because I remembered B’elanna had a crush on Chakotay in the early seasons before Tom. And like, I get it because if Chakotay was my commanding officer I’d probably crush too girl.

B’elanna x Paris: It’s a canon ship that I honestly kinda like. There are some moments where I’m like “oh no” and other where I’m like “YES”. But overall, I enjoy it. I just feel like there is something missing.

Paris x Kim: Fuck yea, I love these two together. Two bros turned lovers I am fucking here for it my dudes. But again, I feel like there is something else missing here.

B’elanna x Paris x Kim: Oh hell yea, I found what was missing. This is my personal OTP of Voyager. In my head I think Kim and B’elanna are just really close friends who do engineering things together. While Paris is in the corner, loving them both, but also setting the Delta Flyer on fire for the third time this week. I haven’t really looked into the Voyager tag (because spoilers) so idk if this is a popular ship. But I think they all have some really fun chemistry and I enjoy it.

Paris x Delta Flyer: This just came to my head 20 seconds ago as I wrote the last one but I’m pretty sure this one is already canon.

Kim x Seven: Nah

Seven x The Doctor: Hmm, do I dislike it as much as I do Seven x Chakotay? No, I do not. But do I like it that much? No, no I do not. I ship them as friends.

Tuvok x Nelix: No, not really. Opposites attract is not really my cup of tea all the time.

Nelix x Kes: Oh damn, I almost forgot about Kes. I know this is canon but where did this come from. The writers NEVER EXPLAIN IT! And then they never explain why the later broke up. I just... I just don’t understand.

I doubt I have covered every ship, these were just the ones that came to me while writing this. Also, these are just my personal opinions please don’t come for my knees.

#too many ships to tag #not even gonna try #start trek #Star Trek TNG #star trek the next generation #star trek deep space nine #star trek ds9 #star trek deep space 9 #star trek voyager #star trek voy

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polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup · 3 years

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if you have any behind-the-scenes takes about the nature has taught fic you wanted to talk abt I would be absolutely /thrilled/ to hear them!

Soooo many oh my gosh.

1) In the first iteration of this story, Danny wasn’t nearly as involved as he is now. I sort of used Mike Crew as a convenient reckless boy baby jail for the first draft, because he wasn’t as developed a personality in my mind. Then, he appeared in a different story idea of mine, affectionately dubbed the Himbois AU, and I ended up developing him extensively there and transplanted a slightly different version of him into this story and his role expanded as a result.

2) Probably the only reason why I kept developing Danny and decided to post this story at all is because I told my Himbois AU to my friend (the one I made mad with last chapter), and she loved it (and Danny in particular), and I kept telling other stories to her, and it made me happy that she liked it and I got to thinking about posting something. Usually I just develop them a lot in my head, write maybe a couple chapters, and then after that the Hyperfixation Bounces To A New Story. The first chapter for nhthcth has been sitting in my Google drive since pre-Covid. So like, she’s the real reason why this fic is out right now.

3) She calls herself the absentee father of this fic, because she has no idea what’s happening and has no part in the actual writing of it (though she did help me make kid!jon more child-like, and she takes full credit for that), but sometimes she stands in the metaphorical doorway and says “are you winning son.” If you leave a comment on a fic there is an extremely high chance I will immediately be texting her about it, we think y’all are hilarious and great and are utterly obsessed with everything y’all say

4) Jon’s personality in this is mostly me foraging around in canon looking for spare parts before I forcibly weld them to other bits of him from canon and drizzle in parts I think would result from the backstory I’ve built. Like, the skepticism from Season 1 had to go, this has been his entire life and there’s no benefit in denying it. And like, he’s been the person going to the Magnus Institute for help. He never forgot how afraid he was and how badly he just wanted a single person to help, and no one did.. He’s not going to approach Statement givers the way he did in Season 1. I also had to scrap Season 2, because It’s Not Paranoia If They’re Really Out To Get You And You’re Existentially Exhausted So Why Bother Being Paranoid About It. I ended up grabbing a lot of Season 4, late stage Am-I-A-Muppet-Or-Am-I-A-Man considerations and massive guilt complex, as well as his general Bitch Settings and his genuine desire to help people, to the point where he doesn’t consider his own safety or even like. Plan. At all.

5) I have a lot of “versions” of Jon based on the fic I’m working on, and this Jon is by far my favorite. He has very consciously decided to make his mindset “God has decided to let me live another day and I’m about to make it everybody’s problem” and I think that’s great for him.

6) The Leitner (a Spiral one that I made up) that they used against Nan didn’t make her forget it, per se. The line about it all being a bad dream soon was very literal. You believe whatever lie someone told you about what happened, it twists into the truth, so you can’t quite explain why you have such terrible nightmares about it going differently. Nan knows Jon ran away, she talked to all those--police officers, were they? So she can’t quite explain why her dreams are filled with fog, and emptiness, and that horrible man leading her grandson away by the arm. It felt way too exposition-y and out of character to have Wright explain that to Jon, so that didn’t go in, but that’s what happened there.

7) When Jon was Even Younger and Even More Bitter he used to fill out a damage to company property report every time he got hurt and Elias had to yell at him for three months to get him to stop

8) There wasn’t a good scene for this, but Jon dumped all of Mike’s moisturizer when no one was looking because he will singlehandedly stop Danny Stoker’s skin care regime even if Mike kills him over it

9) There are fun fonts on my original google doc that only my friend gets to see because I can’t figure out how the coding in AO3 works.

Okay, this got long. I’ll stop here. Thank you for reading and for asking!!

#tma #nhthcth #fanfic

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darktypeimagines · 4 years

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Hi! I was wondering if you could expand a bit on the ´S/O from Unova´ who travels the world (Specifically Leon). This request is a little specific so here goes; The S/O has a thing for fire types, and while in Galar studies under Kabu (They are a HUGE fan) They have two partner pokemon, an Emboar and a Drifblim. Thank you so much, for your time :)

2nd ask – I assume you saw my message about missing posts and re-sent this. Since the asks have slightly different details, I’ll just combine them into one post

“Hiya! Could you do some HC´s for a trainer who´s mentored by Kabu? To elaborate they´e been a fan since a young child, and also adore fire types. Said trainer has gone to Galar to test their mettle against gym leaders w/ their ace Emboar. After the match, the trainer asked if Kabu could help them specifically w/ fire types.”

So, based on the asks, I’m assuming you want the same character as from the Unovan strategist ask, so I’ll expand on that. I changed up the order of things a little bit. AND OH BOY I WROTE WAAAAY TOO much again. I split it halfway to save your dashes. There’s nothing really triggering, although some people might not be into a relationship with a decent age gap.

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You were pretty young when you decided to be a trainer, much like many kids. But, unlike many kids, you were hyperfixated on one particular trainer: the fire type specialist, Kabu.

You first became a fan ALL the way back when he first joined the Galar League. Despite being from Unova, you often watched the Galar league because there was just a sense of excitement that was lacking in other leagues. Galar made a show of their tournaments, so their televised battles were watched worldwide.

Once you set out beyond Unova, you decided to head over to Galar. You needed a fresh challenge, and considering it was the Galar League that helped you decide your course in life, it felt natural to head there next

You ended up battling all the other Galar gym leaders before finally heading to Kabu. Might as well save your favorite for last!

Apparently, he heard about you already. News travels fast, especially when the news is about a famous Unovan trainer who’s randomly challenging all of the gym leaders of his region. He knew he’d encounter you eventually.

He greeted you in the gym, rather formally, saying he was expecting you. You were low-key freaking out on the inside, but managed to keep yourself together. For about a minute. Then you lost it. You started gushing, telling you how you watched him on TV since you were a little kid. How you looked up to him. How you became a fire-type specialist because of him. And how, growing up, you wished you could have trained under him. How that was your most common daydream.

And then you stopped. Oh no. You went too far.

Kabu gave you a knowing look, and let out a small laugh. He was used to this; it happened all the time with fans. Although, it wasn’t every day such an accomplished trainer came up to him and told him he inspired them… It was incredibly flattering.

He said he would have loved to train you, but you probably surpassed him by now. He wasn’t sure if you could learn much from him.

WHATAREYOUTALKINGABOUTOFCOURSEICOULDLEARNMOREYOUREAMAZINGYOUHAVESOMUCHMOREEXP- was basically the gist of what you incoherently blurted out.

Kabu was surprised at the outburst, but he just smiled again. Did he blush, or did you imagine it? You’d never know.

Well… in that case. He knew you came to battle, but if you really, really wanted to, he could train you. He wouldn’t mind. He’s still not sure what he could possibly teach you, but he could try to come up with something!

After a bit of mental short-circuiting, you said yes! Of course! It was a dream come true for you, and… it took you a while to feel like it was actually happening.

You stayed at the inn during your training. The first thing Kabu had you do was change your schedule. You had to meet up with him before dawn and then make your way down to wherever you were training that day.

Usually, it was one of the mines or his gym. What surprised you was the content of his training. Often, it wasn’t even battling. It almost seemed like he was training you rather than helping you with your Pokemon or battling…

You had to endure the elements. Snowstorms near Circhester. The heat of the Dusty Bowl. Battling in the pitch-black night.

You jogged together. Meditated. Kabu even talked to you about eating a little healthier.

You asked him when you were actually going to train with battling. And that was when Kabu decided to explain his thinking to you. It was clear that you were a talented trainer. You knew strategy. You knew your Pokemon inside and out. But, what about you? Were you in peak condition, mentally and physically? A battle could occur anywhere, at any time, so you needed to be prepared at all times. Otherwise, there was a chance you could let down your partners…

Plus, as he said earlier, he explained, you seem to have surpassed him in terms of actual battling long ago.

After this, you agreed to continue. Being with him was a dream, even if it wasn’t what you were expecting.

This went on for months. You began to wonder how long this would go on for. Not that you were complaining. And, in that time, the two of you grew closer.

You started having dinner together frequently. Kabu was a pretty good cook, so often the two of you just ended up at his house. Due to the intensity of your training, you often ended up curled up next to Emboar on the floor, passed out after dinner. You always found a blanket on top of you when you woke up.

But, in time, you began to feel the itch to battle. Specifically, against him. So, one morning, when you first met up, you simply asked him.

He smiled, and said sure. If you felt you needed to battle him, then you needed to battle him! So, the two of you headed down to his gym. It wasn’t open yet, so it was eerily quiet, but in a way, it felt right.

He asked if you wanted to battle in a certain way; he knew Unovan people sometimes had battles with three Pokemon, after all. And he knew you didn’t Dynamax. You said a typical single battle would be fine, and that you’d LIKE it if he Dynamaxed! More challenge, after all…

You did agree to have a three on three battle, though, since he only had five Pokemon.

You sent out Emboar; he started with Arcanine. The large dog growled, baring its teeth – the aggression was quite intimidating and seemed to daunt Emboar. You knew its attacks might be weaker and more hesitant now…

But, before Kabu could give an order, you had Emboar use Sucker Punch, catching Arcanine off guard and stunning them. Despite being intimidated, Emboar landing quite the hit!

While Arcanine was trying to recover, you had Emboar follow up the last attack with a Fire Punch. Not a very effective attack type wise, but it would be fast enough for a quick follow up attack.

Before Emboar could ready another attack, Kabu had Arcanine launch a flurry of Extremespeeds. They took their toll on Emboar, and it was difficult for your Pokemon to get back on its feet.

·As Arcanine was about to start another round, you had Emboar strike the ground and use Earthquake. It hit Arcanine before it could reach Emboar, and it fainted.

Kabu sent out Ninetales next. This round was a bit more uneventful, as Emboar got another Earthquake in, which badly injured Ninetails. But then the fox got in an Extrasensory, knocking out Emboar.

You sent off Drifblim next, the balloon ghost rising high on the residual heat from Emboar’s attacks. Most people were surprised that you, a fire type specialist, had a random ghost type on your team. But this was purely strategic. What most people didn’t know is that Drifblim, like a hot air balloon, could rise higher and faster with hot air. You used their lack of knowledge to your advantage.

With Drifblim flying high above, Ninetales tried to launch a Fire Blast at them. Before the move could hit, though, you had Drifblim use Phantom Force. The ghost vanished, making the fire move miss. Both Kabu and Ninetales searched around the arena, but Drifblim was nowhere to be found. Ninetales braced itself for an attack, but didn’t know where to focus its attention.

Moments later, a dark portal appeared behind the fox, and Drifblim flew out, attacking Ninetales. Between this powerful move and the damage Ninetales took earlier, Kabu’s Pokemon fell, unable to battle further.

Kabu sent out his last Pokemon, Centiskorch. Luckily for your strategy, just the fire bug’s presence bought new heat to the arena, speeding up your Drifblim. Kabu immediately Gigantamaxed his Centiskorch, the bug type surrounding itself in energy and quickly taking up the other half of the battlefield.

And you know what? You had a plan to deal with the giant Pokemon. It was a cheap tactic, but you knew it’d work. You had Drifblim use Phantom Force throughout Centiskorch’s Gigantamax time. The giant bug tried to hit Drifblim with Centiferno multiple times, but due to the hot air, Drifblim kept out speeding its opponent. Finally, Centiskorch reverted to its normal sized form.

It hadn’t taken much damage due to its defense boost, but it was far from unscathed. As Centiskorch reverted back to its normal form, Kabu surprisingly had it use Crunch, landing a critical blow on Drifblim.

Drifblim wouldn’t be able to last much longer. It sputtered up and down, trying to keep altitude, obviously exhausted. You felt a little bad doing this… but, you knew it would earn you the win.

You had Drifblim rush Centiskorch, which Kabu didn’t expect. When they were within range, you yelled to your Pokemon to unleash Explosion! In the blast of smoke and fire, you couldn’t see whether or not it finished the job. But as the battlefield cleared, you saw both Pokemon, Drifblim laying on top of Centiskorch, fainted. You had won, with a Pokemon to spare.

After returning your Pokemon, and quietly promising Drifblim a nice treat when you got home, you and Kabu approached each other.

He congratulated you. It had been a while since he had such a fierce battle! With an explosive ending, too! He said he hoped to battle you again someday, and wished you the best along the rest of your journey.

What?

Oh yeah. You were traveling the world. Right.

Honestly, though, being with Kabu reminded you what “home” felt like. You felt comfortable with him. You didn’t want to leave.

And. You broke down and got emotional. Kabu was rather worried, and quickly crossing the space between you, putting a hand gently on your shoulder. He asked what was wrong, although you have a feeling he had an idea.

You told him. You blurted it out. That you adored him, beyond that of a regular fan. You… loved him? You weren’t sure yet. But you knew you had feelings for him and the thought of leaving was a nightmare for you.

It took a moment for Kabu to respond. He seemed to have to gather his thoughts. And then, he said it. He felt the same way. But he felt you needed to move on. After all, how could you improve yourself if you stayed here?

But… While he doesn’t want to admit it, because of the age difference between you two, he, too, had feelings for you. He loved your passion; how you were willing to go to such lengths for your dreams. You looked up to him for so long, and worked your way towards eventually meeting him. And even after you realized how hard his training was, you stuck with him! He admired you. And he also didn’t really want you to go.

After a long talk, which took place at his home since you both needed somewhere more comfortable to work things out, it was decided that you two would give this a shot.

You immediately moved in with him. But, beyond the added romance, the same structure that bought you together remained. You still trained together. You still woke up early together. Only now, you woke up before dawn with a kiss and retired to your home – the one you shared.

#kabu #kabu x reader #pokemon swsh #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon imagines #pokemon #scenario #ask #x reader #darktypeimagines

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skullrock · 4 years

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the partners, chapter eight - Steve x Reader

chapter eight - what difference does it make?

series summary: you and Steve are police apprentices at Hawkins Police Station in the fall of 1986. you get along famously, but there’s something Steve is hiding, and there is an unknown evil lurking in Hawkins. [friends to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff]

chapter summary: A blow-out with Steve leads to confessions, despite getting your ass kicked.

warnings: swearing, violence, mentions of blood, punching, etc!

word count: 3.3k

a/n: here’s the Spotify playlist that goes with the series, and you can catch up here. this is THE CHAPTER, folks. hope you enjoy!

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Steve realizes two things at once.

1. He’s really pissed at you.

2. He’s in love with you.

He lets himself focus on the “in love with you” revelation for a split second and pulls you into a tight hug, which is nice for a moment. For a second you think maybe he has repented his ways, but then he pulls back and pushes you.

“What are you doing here?” he hisses.

“I’m saving your ass!” you say, shoving him back. “What’s it look like I’m doing, shopping?”

“You can’t be here!” he says. You can nearly make out his twisted face in the darkness. “They’re going to –“

And then a third revelation hits him – this was the plan all along. This is what they meant by hurting him in another way. They’re going to kill you.

Steve hoists you up off the floor then, shoving you towards the door. “Please, I – I need you to go.”

“Steve, leaving without you isn’t an option,” you seethe. “I didn’t just have a bunch of 14 year-olds and Robin help me break into a Russian base for you to tell me to get lost!”

He gasps. “You got the kids involved in this?!”

“Yeah – by the way, thanks for keeping that really helpful secret from me!”

He shakes his head, stressed being an understatement. “I’ve got this!” He runs a hand through his hair, heart hammering in his chest.

“You’ve got this?! By – by sitting here and twiddling your thumbs?” You shove a finger into his chest – well, what you assume is his chest. “I’m the knight and you’re the damsel, princess.”

His hand flies up to his chest in shock. “I am not a damsel –“

“You are, and you’re coming with me –“

“I’m not leaving!”

You pause, incredulous. Tears pricking in your eyes, you begin to rant. “You were my best friend, Steve. I was there for you…. We used to have fun together, remember? I bought you a blueberry danish and coffee every Monday morning. Every Monday morning, I went out of my way to make you happy.” You laugh sadly. “And then I try to help you, and you push me away? Why? What did I do to you? What did I do to you to make you prefer dying in a Russian fortress over coming with me?”

Steve’s silent.

“I just broke into this place to save your life. I risked mine for yours. I stood up for you and got fired for it – oh, and you never mentioned Carol would tell on me! I risked my life for you tonight and you don’t even thank me, you just push me away?” You laugh sadly again. “You’re an asshole.”

Steve feels tears well in his own eyes, but he blinks them away. He grabs your shoulders. “You need to go. Now.”

You scoff and shove him off of you. “To think! To think I ever loved you, Princess Harrington, Queen of –“

Steve blinks. “You – you love me?”

You open and close your mouth. You weren’t supposed to say that.

You’re about to give him a response when the lights flip on and the door opens. You and Steve turn quickly, staring at the guards standing in the doorway. Everyone freezes for a moment before you weakly ask, “Can we just have one more minute?”

The guards seize you quickly, grabbing you by the arms as you kick and writhe in their grasp. Steve tries to lunge for them, but he’s grabbed too, a man on each side. They pull you both to opposite sides of the room.

“Let go of her!” Steve shouts, twisting in their grip.

“Shut up!” you hiss. You don’t need him acting like he gives a shit now.

The guards start to pat you down for weapons and find your walkie, tossing it onto the floor. They grab the key card and dispose of it, too. Your gun is taken from you. One guard feels the knife on your thigh and his hand quickly reaches down your pants, making you gasp, and he pulls the blade out quickly.

“Don’t touch her!” Steve yells.

“Oh, like you haven’t done this before!” you retort.

Edwards comes into the room now, and you can’t help but to laugh. It all makes sense now - and Steve was right.

“Hey, asshole,” you say towards him.

Steve is going crazy. He feels like he’s drowning in the adrenaline and anxiety. It’s like he’s been kicked in the stomach, and you’re going to die before he can even tell you he loves you back.

Edwards grabs your chin and jerks it towards him. You narrow your eyes.

“How did you get in?” he asks.

You respond by spitting in his face. You knew there’d be repercussions, but it doesn’t make the pain of a guard’s fist flying into your ribs hurt any less. You can’t breathe for a second, hyperfixated on the pain, adrenaline rushing into your veins. You bend but snap back up, despite your body’s pleas to recoil. You couldn’t go down that easy.

“We have guards crawling all over this place. How. Did. You. Get. In?”

“You hired some really shitty guards,” you respond, and this time a fist makes contact with your jaw. You cry out and shut your eyes. Your heart beats in your ears and you suck in a sharp breath, whispering, “That hurt.”

“Now I know why you didn’t date her, Harrington,” Edwards says, amused. “She’s got quite a mouth on her.”

“Men seem to like that, don’t you know?” you say hoarsely.

“You don’t have to do this,” Steve says, voice cracking. “You can hurt me instead, please, just –“

“Steve,” you snap, frankly enraged that he’s trying to bargain for your safety after being a complete dick to you.

Another fist flies into you, this time hitting your cheekbone. Your head snaps to the side and your vision goes black for a moment before coming back. Your neck burns and your head aches, and before you can recover, you’re hit again, same place. Then a kick comes to your shin and your leg gives out from under you. The guards still hold you up, though, and you see a fist recoil. You moan out, “Oh, not my stomach, man!” but of course, you’re hit in the stomach, and you groan, breath knocked out of you yet again. You can start to taste blood in your mouth, metallic and sharp, and you can feel your pulse in every part of you. Your mind zones out, too focused on the pain, and you squeeze your eyes shut to stop yourself from crying.

Fists continue to rain down on you, mainly landing in your torso, and Steve cries, fighting even harder to get out of the hold he’s in.

“Please, stop!” he pleads. “You’re killing her!”

Your head pounds and you feel dizzy. You open your eyes to tunnel vision, focusing on one specific tile on the floor. You swear you can see every single imperfection in it, every crack and nook and discoloration. You’re in an extraordinary amount of pain. Every breath in feels like a kick and your stomach reels. You don’t even realize that you’re crying. One more blow to your temple and you finally give in to the pain, vision completely going black, body going limp.

They drop you then and let go of Steve, who runs to you and drops to his knees beside you. His head reels and anger and heartbreak flare in him, but he doesn’t have the energy to fight. All he can focus on is checking your pulse and making sure you didn’t crack your head when it hit the floor.

The guards collect your items and begin to leave, Edwards trailing behind them. He turns in the doorway to look at Steve, shaking his head, a sick smile on his face.

He turns, closes the door, and the room goes black again.

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At first when you wake up, you don’t feel anything. For a split second, you think maybe you died – but then the pain slams into you, making your breath hitch. Every part of you hurts, and it hurts to breathe. You’re confused, too – when you try to open your eyes, it’s pitch black. With a groan, you try to pull yourself up, but a set of arms pull you back down onto something soft. Panicked, you try to get up again, and, again, you’re pulled back down. You hear something other than the ringing in your ears, a kind of hum, and you reach slowly behind you to figure out who has you.

“Hey, it’s me,” you finally hear. It’s Steve.

“Oh,” you mumble, letting your arm fall down to your side. “What…”

“You’re safe,” he says. “I’m right here.”

“Where are we?” you slur, finally opening your eyes. “Why’s it black?”

“We’re in the same room, they just shut the lights off.” You notice how thick his voice is; he’s been crying.

Apparently, getting the shit beat out of you makes you less angry at him. You feel your heart twitch and you frown. “Hey,” you whisper, trying to sit up again, but this time the pain knocks you back down. “Hey – don’t cry.”

He sniffles. “I’m not.”

You reach up and gently feel his face – it’s wet. “Are you okay? Did they hurt you?”

“Jesus.” A painful laugh slips past his lips, and he sniffles again. “You just got the shit beat out of you - and you’re worried about me?”

You make a weak noise in response.

It’s quiet for a while as you try to get your bearings and Steve tries to stop crying. “I get it now,” you finally say. “I get why you were so scared. The kids….” You feel his body tense underneath you, and you sigh. “I’m sorry, Steve. If I knew-“

“I’m sorry,” he interrupts. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for - for everything. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I’m sorry I didn’t protect you, I’m sorry I got you into this. I’m sorry I was a shitty friend.”

“You were a great friend,” you say, smiling faintly. “You were just a really shitty crush.”

He doesn’t think now is the time to tell you that he loves you.

“Heard that one before,” he jokes, and you adjust yourself.

“No,” you say. “You don’t have to be funny right now, Steve Harrington. We are probably about to die. You don’t have to crack any jokes.”

Steve’s face falls at the mention of the dire situation you both were in. Being in shit like this all the time desensitized him, he guesses - or maybe whoever was writing his life just had a fucked-up sense of how things should work.

“Did they tell you?” he asks. “About….” He trails off before he finishes.

“Starcourt,” you answer. “They told me what happened last year. I don’t know anything that happened before that.”

Steve wishes it would stay that way.

“Were you right?” you ask, words starting to slur together again.

He furrows his brows, but then gets it. “Yeah. It was Edwards and the Russians. They killed that guy for – for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

You go to shake your head, but it hurts. Instead you hum sadly in response.

“I’m sorry I said what I said last night,” you confess after a few minutes. “It was uncalled for.”

You hear Steve sigh. “No, it wasn’t. I deserved it.”

“Maybe,” you say thoughtfully. “But not like that. Not then. Not that way. And I’m sorry I didn’t bring your bat back in. I’m sorry I didn’t get to you sooner. I’m sorry for....” Your breath hitches and the feeling of your emotions catching up to you hurts more than the punches. Well, almost. You shake your head gently.

“Sorry for...?”

You take in the deepest breath you can but wince at the pain. Steve’s arms tighten around you and you smile. You settle into him, enjoying the contact. “That’s why.” That’s why you love him.

Steve laughs nervously. “You’re not makin’ any sense, Y/N.”

“I’m sorry for loving you,” you say, just above a whisper. You pause to gather your thoughts. “I didn’t mean to. God, I didn’t mean to. Even Robin told me it was a disaster waiting to happen.”

Steve is silent, so you continue.

“She warned me. She told me it wouldn’t end well. But, Christ... laying in your bed with you, looking up at you....” You laugh sadly. “I thought I was the only girl in the world....” You let out another small laugh, feeling pathetic. “I was being selfish. I won’t do it again.”

A thousand thoughts race through Steve’s head. When did you and Robin talk? Robin was right, but he wants to yell at her anyway. When did you fall in love with him? What do you mean you didn’t mean to?

“You’re not selfish,” was all he could get out. After a moment, he continues. “I was selfish. I thought I had to keep both of my lives separate. I thought I could have you as a friend and as a - someone to help me.” He swallows hard, pushing back tears. “But I was so – so awful - I didn’t think about your feelings. I didn’t think about how it affected you. I was trying to protect you but-“

“Steve,” you whisper. You reach up and touch his face, and he melts into your palm. “Shut up.”

Steve is taken aback at first, but then he starts to laugh. It starts out slow and low, but crescendos quickly into a hearty, stuffy, dorky laugh. He doesn’t know why he’s laughing - the shock of you telling him to shut up, just like you used to, or maybe it’s just the shock of the situation. You start soon after him, and although each jerk of your body hurts and sends your head careening, you can’t stop.

“I missed you,” he breathes finally. He grabs your hand and laces his fingers through it gently, reclaiming the bond of trust and care you both had.

“Missed you too,” you murmur, leaning back into him.

He wishes he could see you now, eyes alight and happy. He wishes he could see your smile and the look you always gave him - that look of patience, of kindness, of love.

Maybe he should tell you here.

“If it makes you feel any better,” he says slowly. He licks his lips and pauses. “Uh….”

“Did I look sexy getting beat up?”

“No jokes allowed,” he says, squeezing your arm gently. He takes a few deep breaths before speaking. “I love you. And it’s not something like I ever felt before. When I’m with you… I feel like I’m home. I feel safe. I feel like I can be myself. And I don’t feel that way around a lot of people. But you – you make me feel like I’m invincible.” He laughs softly. “Things are funny with you, even when they shouldn’t be. You make me feel like I have something to give. Like I’m smart. You believed in me, even when you didn’t know what the hell I was talking about… and no one else would ever even give me that chance.”

You’re quiet, but your heart is drumming in you at a fast pace, making your ribs hurt and head spin.

“You were patient with me. Kind. Even when I didn’t deserve it. You came to save my life after what I did to you.” He sniffles and clears his throat. “I’ll never be able to say sorry enough. Not even if I say it every single day for the rest of my life. And I wish … I know you deserve more than that. I know that. But I love you, Y/N. I always have but I just ….”

You bob your head lightly. “You couldn’t open up to me. I understand, Steve.”

“I love you,” he says, and his voice cracks. “I’m so sorry.”

You run your thumb over his hand as you think. It hurts to think, but you try. You try to find the words to respond, but you figure that maybe a kiss would say enough. You sit up again to face him, but something stabs your lower stomach. Your falter quickly, and Steve’s hands grab your biceps.

“Are you okay?” He asks, rushed and worried.

Your brows furrow and you bring a hand down to your waistband. Then you remember - they didn’t find the other key.

“Shit!” You shout, twisting your body painfully to look at him - well, look towards him. You wince aggressively before saying, “The key!”

“What key?!” He panics. “Are you-“

You gently reach down into your waistband and pull it out - it’s intact.

“This one!” You exclaim, shoving it towards him.

“What –“ his head moves back in disgust – “why is this so warm -“

“It’s a key card. It’ll get us out of here.”

You can practically envision his confusion in the dark. “Where -“

“I stole it earlier and hid it in my waistband and they didn’t find it. Keep up, princess.”

You go to stand but he gently pulls you back down. “Woah, woah, take it easy, will you? Jesus, you probably have ten concussions and a broken rib -“

“What’s your idea? Get killed?”

He narrows his eyes at where he thinks you are. “We have to formulate something before you just hop up and stumble out there.”

“Look,” you begin. You take a second to gather yourself – damn, you’re dizzy. “Doc Owens is coming, but we can’t sit in here and wait for liberation. They’re probably getting ready to kill us right now, execution style.”

“You didn’t need to clarify that, but – yeah, yeah, okay.”

“We need to get the hell out of here. I have this key card and it’ll open the doors for us. We go and find the walkie talkie and some weapons, and we get out!”

“How are you going to walk around here like that? And with me in these clothes?”

You freeze. “Let’s change outfits.”

Steve laughs. “There’s no way you’re fitting –“

“Finish that sentence and you’ll never have a chance with me, got it?”

“I – yeah – sorry –“

“You can wear this uniform and act like you’re a guard and I’m the prisoner. The hat might still be around here somewhere ….”

Steve laughs mirthlessly. “No way this will work.”

“It’s all we have!” you say, and Steve understands. You blindly trusted him for weeks – he can trust you blindly for a few hours. He sighs and starts to strip, throwing his shirt and sweatpants at you.

“Last time I saw you, you were in boxers,” you muse, gripping the sweats.

“Couldn’t let the Russians see my –“

“Steve!”

“I’m kidding! Jesus.”

He helps you pull your uniform off, both of you blushing and in an awkward silence the entire time. It’s difficult to get things off and on in the dark and with a concussion, but you both manage. Steve finds your hat on the floor and he grabs it, sighing as he tucks his hair up into it. If he gets gunned down looking like this, there’s going to be Hell to pay. He helps you up and you stumble into his chest, resting your hands on it. He smiles, happy to feel the contact.

“Are you ready?” you ask.

“Can I say no?” he asks.

“Haven’t you done this like, three times?”

He laughs lightly. “You never get used to it.”

You smile and grab his hand, twisting your fingers together. “Let’s do this.”

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lil-demi-boy · 3 years

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[BOOP] You've been BOOP'd! Gush about your 5 newest f/o's and your 5 oldest f/o's and pass the BOOP to 5 other self shippers!

Oh wow 10 whole gushes, I’ll go ahead n put this under a read more

I don’t fully remember who I’ve added in what order, but I know Jaime, Haemon, Ross, and Tybalt are new, and though I’ve had Hizashi for a while, I wanna talk about him too

So CL and I have made some more recent stuff about Jaime and Dan, like their first kiss being accidental- Like they trip into each other and make contact, but once they realize what just happened, they’re both v flustered and blooshy and require a good 5 minutes to calm down Though when they do finally kiss for realsies, it’s rly soft and sweet ;v; The slow burn is to die for n I love it

Haemon’s backstory has been expanded too! We figured he’d be from a rich family, though he’d have the type of parents who would get him what he wanted so he’d stay out of their hair. Unfortunately this gave him a complex, so now he tends to throw a fit when he doesn’t get what he wants, especially if he wants someone to date him- so that was fun to work out

As for Ross, he was originally called Chris P. by me n CL but then I was in the Eddsworld Patreon AMA (I got to talk to the real Bing and Matt and I’m still giddy abt it-) they said that Chris is actually named and modeled after a friend of theirs named Ross, so that character is just called Ross. I like his skeleton arm and taste in chicken.

Tybalt was one of my first islanders in Animal Crossing New Horizons! He and Tabby were so sweet to me when I first arrived, and though I don’t usually go for the jock types, Tybalt was always just so sweet and encouraging to me, I couldn’t help but fall in love with him ;v;

And Hizashi (aka Present Mic) has been on my list for a while, but I saw a comic of him recently that just made me fall deeper for him and really think about a relationship with him. He’s a DJ and clearly likes music, and music is one of my hyperfixations, so we would just be able to geek out about our favorite songs and make each other mixtapes and playlists and such,, he goode

As for oldest, if I can remember correctly, I believe they’re TP Link, Danny Fenton, Manny Rivera, Randy Cunningham, and N

Twilight Princess Link occupied my head rent free for years when I was younger- I’d take the TP guide book to school and read it over and over again, getting every bit of lore that I could from it, I’d draw Link all over the place, my proudest drawing at the time being when I tried to draw him in a certain pose from the book (and it impressed everyone around me, which was a Great Feeling). Nowadays I just admire him and am thankful for his existence

Danny Fenton was one that my mom would tease me about bc it was very obvious I had it bad for him when I was a kid. To the point I watched it any time it was on and wound up watching every episode without having to look them up- I just watched them when they came on and happened to catch them all (I also don’t get the hate for Phantom Planet like,,, they turned Earth invisible, that’s badass) Now I ship with him in an AU where he aged with me, so he’s 31 at this point. I’m still working on the AU though so I don’t have a lot of details in it aside from the fact that it’s a crossover AU with the rest of the Secret Trio + Manny from El Tigre

Speaking of which, Manny was another favorite of mine as a kid- I loved watching the show and drawing him and looking up cool AMVs n such once I got access to the internet. I always thought he and Frieda would be fun to be friends and hang out with Now in the Secret Trio AU, he’s 27, and although he does have a super hero alter ego, he’s not part of the team. Mostly because his identity isn’t a secret; everyone knows he’s El Tigre

Randy Cunningham was a later edition due to his show not coming out until 2012. Even then, I was so excited for it- I was fresh in an Invader Zim phase and I heard that Jhonen Vasquez did the character designs n such for the show, so ofc I had to watch it. And I loved it; Ben Schwartz’s voice and the stupid stuff Randy does and says just made me fall for him p much instantly. He’s probably one of the characters I drew the most ship art of at the time, now that I think about it In the current AU, he’s my age, 22 (I legit was stoked to be in the 9th grade at the same time as him, granted my school didn’t have a Tim Curry demon underneath it or a ninja to protect it but y’know) so he’s the youngest of the trio

And N I admittedly didn’t do a lot with when I was younger, I just kinda held on to him over the years. He’s really genuine and sweet though, and going on those ferris wheel rides with him in Black was something I dreamt of often =u=

Well this was super long- if you made it this far, thank you for reading all of that cause lord knows you didn’t have to

#thank you so much for the ask!!!#i don't usually get to gush like this ;u;#zombie [jaime]#[haemon]#[ross]#[tybalt]#talk too much [hizashi]#legend of steel [link]#[danny]#[manny]#go big or go home [randy]#run with the hunted [n]#Anonymous

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teenagebeautyqueen · 4 years

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[Image description: a young person holds a mobile phone with a blue case and a paper on the other. the paper has a drawing of an umbrella colored with the trans pride flag. we can only see their upper body. they are looking down and to the left of the image. they're smiling without showing their teeth, and look relaxed. they're wearing a black, loose hoodie and some shorts can be seen at the bottom of the picture. they're also using black nail polish. on the background there is a door and a star wars poster. the other image is a close up of the paper. end ID]

🌈ʜᴇ/ᴛʜᴇʏ🌈

happy trans day of visability to all my fellow trans*!! here is me and my project for peace's day... i personally love it. it's on spanish, but i'll translate it for y'all.

the text on the left says "cada persona que conoces está luchando una batalla de la que no sabes nada. sé amable. siempre", which is the translation of that quote that goes like "every person you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. be kind. always".

the one on the right says "¿qué sentido hay en pelear? ¿por qué insistimos en sabotearnos mutuamente? Todos caminamos por el mismo sendero embarrado, todos nos dirigimos al mismo final." its translation is something like "what's the point on fighting? why do we insist on sabotage each other? we all walk the same muddy path, we are all headed for the same end."

and above the umbrella there's words like "odio", "acoso", "ignorancia" & "discriminación", which mean "hatred", "harassment", "ignorance", and "discrimination".

yeah i'm very subtle.

i've decided to share my story with the world. but i got kinda carried away. it's not s fairy tale, so don't read it if you're sensitive to themes like bullying, mental health issues, and toxic people.

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it's been... one ride of a journey, to say the least. i've said a few times that i started to question my gender around summer. but that's not quite true.

growing up, i never was fond of... anything that i associated with femenine, really. this included, but wasn't limited to, any color that wasn't blue (pink and purple get a special mention, i despised them), flowers, clothes too loose or too tight, shorts if they weren't from some sport, etc. i think you get the idea.

this collided with me being afab (aka a girl for everyone including myself) & neurodivergent. i wanted nothing to do with those things. but society wanted me to love them.

5 yo me said she didn't like Monster High. 5 yo female classmate said i was a weirdo. 7 yo me loved football. 7 yo male classmate said i couldn't play because i was a girl. 9 yo me hyperfixated on minecraft. 9 yo pretty much every classmate called me a geek.

so i stoped trying. for a while, i loved pink, wanted to have rapunzel's hair, watched disney channel, etc. but i already was the weirdo. i remember being three and friends with all of them. i remember playful fights for the toy rocket and reading books with the only other boy who could read, to ourselves, each other, and the whole class. but people grow up, and they change. so yeah, i was bullied. always the last one to be chosen, left alone on the bus rides, on my own at the playground.

and you'll be thinking "that sucks, but pao, how is it related to you being trans?"

you'll see, i didn't have many friends. i was kinda alone until i turned 7. then two new kids came to my class. let's call them eva and john. i made friends with them asap. i loved them so much!! they were my first friends since kindergarden. so i allowed myself to let go. i was already hated by most of my peers. why wouldn't i be myself with those who didn't despise me? (i was 7 when i thought this. 7 years old, and i thought that out of 20 people, 18 hated me. and then people wonder why i've got self-steem issues lmao. i'm tryna make the point that bullying in primary school isn't just some mean kids calling you names. i'm currently in high school and it still has its mark on me. but that's for another moment.)

so yeah. i went "wild". eva has adhd too (noice, right? i mean she has her diagnosis becaise she's primarly hyperactive, while i'm primarly inattentive, but we understood each other way quickier than with neurotypicals– even if i didn't know why yet), and john was kinda shy & corpulent (he wasn't fat, but he didn't look slim either), just like me. so we became friends. and i slowly opened up a little, while still playing my role of "the freak kid". i knew i was seen as that AND as the smart kid. double pressure, double bullying. but i had my small circle. it evolved until my current friend group, in which, god bless, there's a trans girl!! (eva's still on it– she's my best friend and i would die for her, no doubts. john can go fuck himself, the goddamned fascist).

but it ain't that easy. it never is. i'm 14 and afab. shit happens. y'all get it.

my first period happened while i was on a school trip (bad), on a hotel with no pads avaliable (very bad), on another country so i couldn't call my mum unless i had wifi because politics & stuff– and i did not have wifi (really bad). cue a lot of dysphoria (even if i didn't know it was that) + not being able to contact anyone. add the fact that i was the second one to have it, and it was some kind of taboo– it meant the other girls wouldn't leave me alone, and the result is clear: one of my worst panic attacks ever, on a tiny bathroom of some shitty hotel room.

from there it went downhill. my body started to become femenine, and the football short didn't make my hips smaller. my face, my oh so alarged face, suddenly became rounder. puberty hit me not only physically, but emotionally. and if that wasn't enough, we, as a class, were entering what's called here "the turkey age", a.k.a. teenagerhood, where looks become even more important. it didn't take long until i hated my body.

[WARNING: from here, this gets hard. mentions of eating disorders, depressive episodes/thoughts, toxic enviroments, homophobia/transphobia (both internalized and external), anxiety attacks, and thoughts of self-harm]

i thought "it's big, it shouldn't be big, it's fat. besides i don't want it to grow so fast. i want to make it stop growing. how? well, i grow up by eating. no eating=no growing".

yeah. eating disorder. when i think about it, i want to laugh. because it only took a few comments and "jokes" for me to be so angry at myself when i should be mad with them. i'm big. always have been, very likely always will. i've been told that i could make a very good rugby player. i probably would. i shared my cantine table with people (😔). and they wouldn't shut up. "[deadname], the rest wants to eat too!", "look at [deadname], she's gonna eat it all!". things like that. i stoped eating. i would pick up the smallest amount of food i could, even if my stomach was begging me to please eat something. eventually, my mum found out. and she helped me to grow out of it. i sometimes releapse, but never for that long. because i went on a whole year like that. and it sucked.

so, last year. socially anxious neurodivergent girl with several doubts on her sexuality gets to eight grade.

i play basketball. since i was little. i used to enjoy it a lot. we weren't a team– we were a family. loved 'em so much, 1000/10 one of the best things of my life. BOOM. now you're old enough & good enough to be on the "good" team. in the good time there's the cool kids. i am not a cool kid. oops. i was left behind, they all laughed at my back, no one cared about me (except one girl, but she was in the group and was scared to act until almost the end of the year. love her for that tho). i felt like shit. i was too scared to go to train. the sight of a ball scared me, because i couldn't help but think everyone was talking shit about me. we went to a national championship and when they went out to the city, they didn't tell me, then sent a pic of them having fun to the groupchat & delated it saying "oops it was for the other group". i had several breakdowns on my room that night. it was such a bad experience i can't even hear the name of the city without tearing up.

not to count that a new girl decided to make my life a living hell. now i know how to deal with her, but then i didn't, and i ended up curled up on the bathroom floor crying.

all while i discovered my own identity. i was so scared of being non-straight i hated myself for it.

it was a tough year and there were times where i would wish i'd never existed. it was too much for me to deal with, and i was just miserable. but i got out of it. remember the trans girl i mentioned? she's closeted, and she told me just this october. but even before that, she was my friend. she bought a new life to it all, a fresh one. i owe her a lot, including accepting myself as i am.

she is here, despite everything.

i am here, despite everything.

you are all here, despite everything.

some of us aren't here. they are the ones we remember. each one of us has our history. i shared mine with you all. it is not an easy road. you know that. it's hard, and it's tough, and it's difficult, and it's unfair.

but we are here, despite everything. the ones who made it, the ones who didn't, the ones who are halfway through it, and the ones who are to come.

we are here. we are trans. and we won't be erased.

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wellwhatdoyouguysthink · 4 years

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So I hope I don't get hate for this (because I made this essay for free time with a bit of researching and rethinking), but I wanted to get this out…

I WANTED TO TELL YOU ALL THAT I HAVE LITTLE TO NO KNOWLEDGE REGARDING MENTAL/BEHAVIORAL DISORDERS, JUST VERY CURIOUS ABOUT IT, BUT I AM COMPLETELY AWARE THAT EACH AND EVERY DISORDER WORKS DIFFERENTLY FROM ONE PERSON TO ANOTHER.

So, let me get started..

So we know that Pearl and Peridot might have Autism/Asperger's Syndrome.

Lapis might have PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder)

And Spinel might have BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder)

So what if.. Just what if… Pink Diamond might have ODD (Oppositional Defiant Disorder)?

Okay, so it is not canon (just a dumb thought of mine). Just because she punched a glass from Jungle Moon, threw tantrums, and screamed so loud causing for poor Volleyball to crack does not mean she has this disorder. Even if she really has this disorder, it will never be an excuse for what she did in these past seasons. But it is not hard to recognize that having outbursts isn't just a sign of being bratty, but something extremely serious, something that White, Yellow, and Blue probably overlooked.

So, symptoms of ODD can vary, but it is also associated with:

- frequent temper tantrums

- arguing with peers, parents, or authoritative figures

- refusing to obey rules

- is easily annoyed

- also likes to annoy people

- low self-esteem

- vindictiveness

I would also like to add a tumblr user (@loomborn) into this because they also made a post regarding Pink might having ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder).

Symptoms of ADHD may vary but is also associated with:

- Problems focusing on task

- Impulsiveness

- poor planning skills

- low frustration tolerance

- hyperfixation to one's interest

- recklessness

- fidgetiness

- on some occasions, they do not know the consequences of their actions

Surprisingly, ADHD and ODD can also go together. And another interesting thing about these is that they are usually associated with kids and teenagers (which, in my opinion, can be something Pink might have considering she was literally a child back then).

I've been considering other disorders like DMDD (Dysruptive Mood Disregulation Disorder).

So DMDD can be slightly related to ODD. The difference is that ODD is mostly about defying authority, while DMDD is very similar to a kettle in which it just blows up and whistle to release heat, or in other words, "they just can't handle their moods".

When it comes to severity, DMDD is even worse than ODD. Symtpoms of DMDD may vary, but can be associated with:

- Outbursts and tantrums that are inappropriate for one's age

- Throws tantrums at least 2 or 3 times a week

- Big and exaggerated reactions

- Results in physical and verbal backlashes

All of these are also associated with children and teens.

So some may ask.. What causes ODD? Or perhaps DMDD?

Well, even until now, no one knows exactly how or why behavioral disorders like ODD and DMDD actually occur. However, it is believed that things such as biological factors (e.g. Genetics and Hormones), enironmental issues, and exposure to abuse are also one of its main causes.

In terms of biological factors, I can't be the only one who believed that there is definitely something wrong with Pink. Not only was she too small as a diamond, and was obviously Pink instead of Red (Yes, I know, CMYK printer makes more sense than the primary colors of blue, yellow, and red, but still), but is no one going to talk about the fact that Pink was probably the one and only gem who saw how fucked up Homeworld was? She used to conform to these rules, until she got her colony and started seeing the dark sides of it, which later on urged her to fight for Earth and the underdog gems. On the other side, her being so small and weak (and lacking diamond traits) made her too insecure that she would often "burst" to prove the diamonds that she isn't just a tiny gem to be fucked around with.

Environmental factors, as mentioned from the pargraph above, shows how fucked up Homeworld is, once again. You guys have no idea how weirded out I was while I was watching Diamond Days, because oh my gosh Homeworld Gems are so robotic and dull! Is no one also pointing how Holly Blue Agate is being straight up rude to the Famethysts back in season 4? Heck, she still was even up to SUF. Let's not forget that White, Blue, and Yellow had shattered gems for disobedience, fusions, and even "coming out wrong". Even our well beloved Jasper also likes to make fun and ridicule others (poor BB Amethyst). For Pink, she might think this was all normal, because hey, that's what life is in Homeworld and she has to suck it up, whether she likes it or not.

And Abuse… Well, we all know that Pink is being abused. I get that Pink was in the wrong for leaving the diamonds, but the diamonds also started the flame. They love her, but it was an unhealthy kind of love. They cared for her but they never made an effort to show it to her. They wanted her to grow up and be a diamond she was supposed to be, but at to what extent? By scolding her, forcing her to cry until she apologizes, emotionally blackmailing her, not letting her explain her thoughts, locking her in the tower and depriving her of light for who knows how long she was there? There's a high chance that Pink is also PHYSICALLY abused, but who knows?

This does not excuse Pink's actions..

But, there are some things you should know.

Both ODD and DMDD can still be outgrown through later adulthood, but there might be reoccurring episodes regarding it.

ODD, DMDD, and ADHD and other disorders that include tantrums and defiance isn't just being "angry" or "disrespectful". It's more than that. Some people really need help when it comes to this. There are even medications and therapies for these.

Last but not the least, they also feel remorse. Some people actually never meant it. Some wondered why did they actually did that. And sometimes, it continues to haunt them for the rest of their lives.

What do you guys think?

#rose quartz #Pink diamond #Spinel #Lapis lazuli #Pearl #Volleyball #Peridot #Steven universe #steven universe the movie #steven universe future #i just had to #And i am so sorry #Had to say something #Disorders

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