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definitelynotshouting · 1 month

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Can I ask, since you mentioned agreeing 'even if under duress' - how did the Watchers convince Player Grian to join them in hunger au?

So take this with the specific grain of salt that ive never watched Evo directly (but have friends who have ((thank you wren)), so i know tidbits via osmosis from them), but my thought has always been that the riddles the Watchers gave the Evo Players were all tests used to measure cleverness and intelligence-- the whole point of them attempting to copy the mind of a Player into a Watcher larva in the first place was to try and avoid the insanely high infant mortality rate their typical juveniles go through, bc they dont understand their own limits enough to even know they have them yet. So they needed a Player they knew they could instruct and who would listen to them, and, well. Grian, for all he was rebellious and outright defiant of the Watchers, still solved their puzzles and only had to be punished once before he stopped trying to mess with them

What ive always pictured is after the dragon fight the two main elders of the Watcher colony finally revealed themselves to Grian properly-- i have this crystal clear image of the two of them hovering above and next to the central end island, looming over Grian, and like, these guys are big. HUGE. A good 5x bigger than the ender dragon itself, at LEAST. It would be hard not to feel insanely intimidated by that, honestly, especially when there are two of them side by side, blocking your entire view of the End from that direction.

Anyway picture that with the context of these two giant floating winged worms youve never seen before, who have demonstrated their powerful ability to manipulate code in a way you cant.... telling you that they have chosen you to become one of them. Thats an immense amount of pressure, both from flattery and fear, especially considering theyve punished you before for defying them. I like to think even then, Grian balked a bit, and while i dont have exact dialogue beats here, i know the Watchers continued putting that pressure on him (likely while leveraging his friendships too-- like ive always said, if Grian hadnt been chosen, BigB wouldve been, and i can absolutely see the Watchers offering to take him in Grian's stead) until he finally caved and accepted their "offer" of joining them.

Unfortunately, he didnt find out exactly what that entailed until it was far too late.

#shouting speaks #asks #hunger au #evo watchers #watcher!grian #grian #evo smp #tldr they pressured tf out of him to do it #through both flattery and also leveraging his own fear against him #he was a Player after all. they were likely bumping his mood post-dragon fight to make him more suggestible #the most painful thing abt this to me is that the Watchers still werent being deliberately malicious here like #with the way they viewed Players this was NORMAL to them #they just. didnt rlly consider them as much more than food/hosts for their young. in their eyes the Watcher that emerged was different #than the Player it had hatched from #even though it had Grian's mind memories personality and stats #every day i feel shrimp emotions abt this #the horror he went through..... and they never once thought of it as torture #they never once regarded Player!Grian as something that needed to know what was going to happen to him #bc it was normalized to them. yeah sure Watcher juveniles hatch from Player hosts thats NORMAL thats part of their life cycle!!!#the only new thing is this one would still retain the Player's mind #it was a fucked up science experiment basically and grian wasnt told ANYTHING before it actually happened to him #sobs and cries ohhh grian i fucked you up SO BAD huh #also huge shoutout to my friend wren for giving me a little context while i wrote this and confirming my ideas slotted in #rlly well with existing canon. character understander status continues to stay intact im winning #txt

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whereismyhat5678 · 7 months

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I'm gonna take a lot of time

GIVE US ALL THE HEADCANONS JUICE!

please 🙏

ALRIGHT THIS TIME IT’LL BE A MIX- (I missed some things about Peppino and I’m just gonna do the people that come into my head at the moment-)

ALRIGHT HEADCANNONS IS A GO-

- I FORGOT TO MENTION- When Peppino got older, like present Peppino, he got into playing golf, he’s pretty good at it too! He wears the entire set he got the golfer dad hat the golfer dad fit he got everything. I wanna draw him in a golf fit now-

- Peppino’s parents were pretty tame, his Father was a mechanic/chef and his Mom was a stay at home, she was THE SWEETEST person you would ever meet, Pep was definitely a Mama’s boy- His Father was good too, he taught him how to cook and make GREAT pizzas

- After The War Pep was still a bit uneasy but he still kept in touch with his parents, they always told him if they ever needed them they would be there (Now in the present he still talks to them! They’re great ❤️❤️)

- As a kid Peppino was a bit of a rascal, he liked eating a ton of sweets which is why he was a bit bigger than most kids, BUT he could REALLY do a good punch, he was the strongest kid around, if you needed him to do something he’ll do it as long as you pay him 5 cents or give him candy 🤷‍♀️

(- I guess the anxiety didn’t really start until the War….. That shit really does something to you…..)

- But still I think before the war he was still athletic at the least, yeah he was, again, chubby but he could run pretty fast and was really good at punching- He was gonna do football but he ended up doing soccer cuz he loved the sport so much, he was great at it

- As a Teen he was still really talkative but more serious- you get that teen angst once you get older y’know? Yeah that was him, he wasn’t much of a trouble maker but he did stay out late nights and partied a lot, this is also the time he was a big flirt, to girls AND boys 🔥 (“Yeah I like boys too, watcha’ gonna do about it?”)

- I SHOULD ALSO MENTION when he was a kid he met Mr. Stick

- I call Mr. Stick Samual since at the time of picking a name for him I kept meeting people named Samual- It was pretty funny-

- Stick was a pretty shy kid, it was mostly cuz he was bullied a lot and not many kids liked him (except for Peppino, they were good friends)

- Y’know Eustace Bagge from Courage the Cowardly Dog? Remember that episode that showed a younger version of him and he didn’t have any hair? Yeah that’s what I picture Stick to look like as a kid-

- Poor honey was lonely, and unfortunately he had to move away for a short time because his Dad got a new job :(

- Should I mention his parents? His Dad was a big ol’ business man and his Mom was a Doctor, unfortunately his mother was really overprotective and feared for her baby which passed to Stick as a kid and therefore was even more scared, nervous? He was just anxious-

- I think Stick doesn’t talk to his parents much because, one his Mom didn’t even want him to move out, and two his Dad, although tried to be there like hanging drawings on the Fridge and called him Sport and stuff like that, he just was really busy, and wanted him to be in the same business as he was which intrigued Stick but he just didn’t like the feeling of being tied down by his Mom so he moved back to where he grew up as a kid. FAR AWAY.

- When he did get back it took him a while to find Peppino but when he did they got lunch and just hung out, they had a good time knowing each other again :] (Throughout the years they did change a lot, Pep got more anxious and had a bit of anger problems and Stick was more stuffy and serious, and other than the fact that after Stick dropped from his job and kind of become a con artist and…. Asked for money most of the time- They were still good friends, although Pep was annoyed with the fact that Stick made him pay at the Tower, he’s still angry about it-)

- Stick met Burton at a lab, Stick took engineering science (unfortunately he didn’t stay for long but he still likes inventing-) and he met Burton as an appointment.

- Burton is the most gentle soul imaginable, after their appointments Stick started to want to be around him more, which they ended up doing when after Stick was kicked out (for a certain accident 😬) and moved in together in their new apartment.

- Like the concept art, the apartment they live in is haunted, Stick constantly is seeing shit in the building and he’s scared but a bit intrigued, he’s gonna do something about it eventually 🤷‍♀️

- Burton stays at the apartment most of the time, he cooks and he cleans and Stick does- whatever the fuck he’s doing to get money- and come back to a very loving caring kind husband 💕💕

- Yes they did get married, and Burton’s brother the Pizza Pope helped them, he is a very supportive brother 🫶🫶

- When Stick comes home angry he goes straight onto Burton and screams into the void of softness (his chest) and hugs him afterwards, Burton is like a big ol’ pillow and he’s very comforting 💗💗💗

- ALSO, I’d like to think Burton is very soft spoken, like a very calm comforting deep voice. And he almost reminds me of a big cuddly teddy bear 💖💖💖

- Burton asked how Stick got all the money and why he was gone for so long, (poor hun was worried sick SOMEONE GIVE HIM A HUG) Stick replied, “TOWER”, and walked to bed and stayed there for hours, he was very drained-

Oh I have some Brick headcannons now YAAAY-

- All the rats in the Tower have their own personalities, and the poor things probably got hurt along the way from Pizza Head not only from him experimenting on the Fake clones and having them loose, therefore they attacked a lot of the rats, but they also just have to generally fend for themselves because of how dangerous the tower is…

- Brick is a civilized rat, although he is feral when he needs to, and he didn’t trust humans much before Pep, trust me, he had a grudge.

- He likes to play chess, poker, any type of card game really-, he’s athletic, a therapist, a doctor in philosophy, AND he’s known for being the BEST cheese maker there is, he makes the best home made cheese delights!!

- HE ADORES CHEESECAKE, specifically strawberry!!

- He’s also a smoker, not to often to were he’s addicted but he favors having a cigar or cig or just a pipe every once in a while (he favors the pipe-)

- Have I mentioned that although he doesn’t do it often, he can cook! Mostly stews or anything made with cheese- he can be a pretty good chef 💪💪

- He’s also quite strong, his claws mostly help with defense and he has a strong jaw but other than than he can throw a good punch.

- Okay, when he finally got to meet Gustavo he was VERY skeptical, and Gus tried to get him out of the dark by being sweet but it really didn’t work. Brick did not trust him.

- Gus was jumped by Brick

- After a little…. Incident…..Brick saved Gus, and Gus is forever grateful, and Brick, well, he discovered being pet was the best thing in the universe. ESPECIALLY BELLY RUBS 🫶🫶🫶🫶

- Brick was corporative with Gus at the least, the Tower was the worst thing to happen and Brick hated it, so he was more than happy getting Gus and Pep out with the reward of being set free from the tower.

- When more levels were completed Gus and Brick started to bond, and once Brick found that he really did like being with Gus, he started getting protective…

- If anyone were to threaten to hurt Gus, you are getting jumped. By a 220 pound 6’7 beast that has the bite strength of a jaguar.

- He will kill someone if told too, but Gus would never have him do that. He did almost kill Snotty though-

- AND FINALLY, after moving in with Gus and Pep he wanted to bond more with Peppino since he’s seen that Gus REALLY likes him, therefore he feels he should like him too. After a few attempts it finally happened where Pep patted his head in contentment. Brick was finally able to go in the bed with them both, he is very happy now :]

(Gus wanted him on the bed to begin with, it’s just Pep was hesitant)

ALRIGHT FINALLY I’M DONE- I know it was long and a bit of a scatter hopping to one character after the other but hey- HEADCANNONS ARE AWESOME 👏 👏👏

#Pizza Tower #Headcannons #MY HEADCANNONS???#The headcannons continue… 👀#I put some left out stuff from the Peppino post since I forgot to add them-#They mixed with Stick’s headcannons though so that’s a win!#Also writing the Brick headcannons I wanna hug him-#He might bite me and claw my eyes out but I still wanna hug him- 💪💗💪💗#Hope you guys enjoyed more headcannons <x]#🫶🫶🫶🫶#Peppino #Mr. Stick #Burton #Brick #Gustavo

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mushroomminded · 10 months

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Thinking abt splatoon + gender again. Cuz race and class divides are so very present but do they truly have gender equality? Do they have gender roles at all?

The characters, arguably more androgynous than humans, are still technically sexually dimorphic. And the roles of idols are (god bless!) in the way of inkfish, completely female dominated. Is that a gender role? Are there other roles that traditionally fall on females vs males?

Cuz another factor is that the biggest tell of a characters gender is the voice pitch... Relevant because the game is so heavy on music and bands. I wonder if its based on voice that the idols get their jobs, and traditionally a higher voice is selected for the role, but its also true that the idols tend to have more distinguishably female bodies... what is the truth. What is the state of gender and gender equality in the post apocalyptic future

#8 colas #what matters is that women win 👍#but it still something i think about when writing situations #in my universe though the characters are even less dimorphic.#neither sex has breasts and both sexes of octolings have that wing to their eye masks #but ira especially still feels compelled to make jokes about gender #particularly 'you hate women in stem' 'go white boy go'#and siltmats 'white girl wasted'#basically: what is going on over there 👍

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kingkatsuki · 9 months

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I just found my old family cam recorder and i've spent the last 2 hours going through all the videos that were taken from the day i was born till i was like 8 years old 😭 i found a few video that were literally so heartwarming like i fr missed how life used to be bacc in the early 2000s yk and this made me think how about if you/anyone and bakugo came across your old camera from like highschool or elementary school when you guys are now in your mid ages or something like i think that'll be so cute imo 🫂

Omg this made me smile so much🥺

Also just finding old purikura or photobooth reels from when you used to go on arcade dates together, and he definitely did not want you to give him pink whiskers and cat ears (but didn’t complain when you did), and he demands he gets to keep that set so he has to pay for you to do another one.

But also picturing an older Bakugou sitting down and watching home videos of his family, from the day you got married to your honeymoon and all those memories together.

And when he fishes out that old photo reel from your first date he’s smiling down at it when he tells you to get ready because he’s taking you out. And he takes you to the very same arcade that you went to on your first date, and of course it’s changed a lot.

But that same purikura photobooth is sitting there at the back of the arcade as he pulls you inside it, determined to make new memories together🥺

#I wanna write an entire arcade date // purikura thing #but Celeste actually did one of my fave fave Bakugou drabbles like that already #let me just go read hers instead you know it’s been a while #BUT like purikura with Bakugou??#maybe it’s one of your first dates together #and he brought you here cause he thought you could play games and he wouldn’t have to do much talking #like he’s happily playing the crane games coin games and taiko #trying to show off by winning you a plush thet he’s noticed you eyeing up #but then you convince him do to purikura with you #even though he thinks it’s stupid and girly he’s still feeding his yen into the machine for you #his first picture is SO deadpan too like he doesn’t smile at all #but he’s not even looking at himself in the pictures he’s just looking at how adorable you are

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thedeadthree · 1 year

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🌿 YELENA VORONIN (fo3) in the commonwealth, thrilled to at last have all her friends in one place to have the holiday party she’s always wanted!!!!!

🚄 MIKA MINEGISHI (bullet train) thrilled now that the man who stole her birthright has bit the dust.. now she’s spending all of his money! good for her!

🕰 EDELGARD VANDERWEYDEN (fernweh saga) visiting her family in germany for the holidays with reese! and still very adamant she is not head over heels. <3

🧥 ISIDORA VARGAS née dalí (call of duty) can’t stand holiday parties but her and alejandro invited the besties and her and her spouse have a contest for who’s the better gift giver and she will win.

TAGGED BY the darlings @risingsh0t, @jacobseed, @chuckhansen, @echo3-1, @shellibisshe, @leviiackrman and @jendoe to do the dears in this cutest meiker! ty ty! <3

TAGGING: @feystepped, @griffin-wood, @kingsroad, @aartyom, @unholymilf, @denerims, @arklay, @morvaris, @queennymeria, @adelaidedrubman, @marivenah, @florbelles, @phillipsgraves, @confidentandgood, @leondaltons, @thee-morrigan, @yennas, @jackiesarch, @veisshaupt and you!

#only if you want to! 🤍🕊#oc: yelena voronin #oc: mika minegishi #oc: isidora khalida dali #there she is! introducing bullet train dearie! she needs a cute operator name (I’m open to suggestions skjzjxh) but! she!#im a bit tardy so please feel free to pass if you’ve done this already!!!! ✨🤧🌿☺️#TOMORROW IS EDDIES BIRTHDAY HAPPY EARLY DAY M’DEAR 🤍🤍😖 so i had to include her in honor of that!#u deserve all of the cute danish pastries eddie m’love ✨😖#its like a whole contest every year between isi and ale sjjzhzh and she will! win!#its also likely the first holiday as well with the gang that she can bring ale to so the stakes are HIGH kssjhx #she thinks holiday parties are pretentious aksjxhxh queenie!#i will have the asoiaf babies in the next one i have 🤍😖🕯 featured the non fantasy babies for this onee!!#YOU STILL HAVENT FOOLED NOT A SOUL MY LOVE Kajzhxhx i mean the nonstop heart eyes at the funeral??? REMEMBER THAT EDDIE? ✨🤡🤍🥴 my baby!#mika THRIVING knowing that her plan worked (though not like she hoped she was looking to zero him herself but! it’s fine!)#and u know what! good for her! as she should! 🤍🤍☺️#i have a couple people in mind to set up with her hehe <3 (we can already assume one from the 🍊 aesthetics she has <3)#YELENAA babieeee! i miss her so much! her and the d*ragon a*ge dears ✨😖#this could also be so cute for no wasteland!yelena as well? a doctor helping people just like her dad in her canon and au 🤍🤍🥹🌿 YOU ANGEL YOU #leg.tagged #leg.ocs #t: picrews #OH THIS WAS SO CUUTE AHH ✨🥺 ty ty! totally not considering returning to this with like a modern au for the asoiaf babies u know? ✨👀🤍🥹#IM MOVING AT A SNAILS PACE CATCHING UP BUT AHH GRATEFUL FOR ALL OF U ✨🤧

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staarchild · 1 year

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JUST WATCHED NATM 4 I AM FEELING SO NORMAL RIGHT NOW

#thoughts #im so glad we got to see plenty of the tiny lads again!!!!!!!#and joan of arc...... i stan.#this is now an octavius and joan stan account #(we didn't get canon jedtavius but honestly they're touchy feely still AND still act like an old married couple so that's a win in my eyes)#(also no ahk.... i stg if they make more they better bring him back)#overall i loved it. though the plot is eeehhhhh... i'm more invested in the characters than the plot though so i dont really care xx

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drunk-poets-society · 1 year

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Man, working with kids is so entertaining. This 8th grader I’m teaching is so enamoured by me and I just lie to him abt the most inconsequential shit lol.

#I love kids they’re so funny sometimes #brah this little boy is so fucking funny like #him and his friend got into an argument and he was like ‘let’s arm wrestle about it’ and his friend was like ‘you won’t win’ and this kid is #like ‘I won’t but I’m still gonna do it’#hes like i know im gonna lose but I’ll still fight you #one day I asked him if he liked his ass beat (in a more professional manner obv) and he was just like ‘yes’ I was like ????😭😭😭#omg he’s got Ranpo vibes lol. very very son boy energy #today I told him that I have a skateboard and his eyes LIT UP and he was like CAN I TRY PLEASEEEEE #I was like child……#he said he wants to learn how to skateboard and I low key want to teach him?? I kinda like hanging out with him he’s very entertaining #very sharp as well like he’s a great learner and catches concepts very well he’s just a little insufferable at times but like. I get it yk?#he’s annoying but in like a charming kid way. like it’s endearing in a way. like sometimes you wanna toss him into the ocean but you also #wanna protect him yk? now I know why fukuzawa felt so compelled to adopt Ranpo like I get it now #I feel my parental instincts swell 10x when I’m with that kid #low key makes me want a kid but I know I’m not fit to raise a kid but like gradual exposure like this is enough for me I can’t care full #time for a whole other human. though teaching them stuff is so fun lol #text

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catkin-morgs-kookaburralover · 1 year

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brain has two options:

either certain urges are not distractable and bad stuff ends up happening

or they are distractable despite the strength of the urges at the time and so I must be faking it

can't win can I

#earlier they hit like a truck and i voice called a friend immediately and staved them off that way #now i felt them coming on again and jumped up and turned off the lights quickly so that id have to find in the dark and that has #succeeded for now even though i still feel them but they are controllable #just. cannot win with my brain #sometimes i dont know waht to do #because i dont see a way out of this #i just don't #to tell the truth i don't see myself surviving til march #puddleglum hours #i think i could die happy to the music im listening to now #and when i close my eyes every night i dream of dying #every. single. night.#and oh at this moment i ache for something stronger than merely self-harm #and it's times like this i understand people drinking #if i ever got drunk it would be to forget nothing more nothing less #hate the taste of alcohol #sometimes I'd do nearly anything to forget for a time #and a friend is talking to me and being lovely and sweet and i am here #longing to tell him that all i want right now is to slit my throat #but i won't #i won't tell him #and i won't do it #but i want to #but i won't tell him because he has enough to deal with at present #is this at a point at which i could reasonably call a suicide hotline? probably #but im not truly in danger just coming close to it and also my phone is a way away #and i dont know if i would trust myself to get up right now and go through the house to find my phone anyway #but i have people i can skype call or smth rn if i needed it so like #im safe i just don't want to be #oh what a mixed up mess this all lis

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ohmypenguin · 1 year

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“I love you Luvies 💕 You know we're best friends, right? Redvelvet + Reveluv love you forever ♾️”

@RVsmtown

#my girls 🥰🥰🥰#still bummed about the win though 🫠#irene #seulgi #wendy #joy #yeri #OT5 #red velvet #heart eyes for her

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healingheartdogs · 2 years

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All of my dogs are milk fiends, you can not leave a bowl of cereal unprotected in this house for even a few seconds or you’re gonna have a dog tongue all up in it

#AND I MADE THEM THAT WAY AND I HAVE ZERO REGRETS #they love milk who am I to not share it with them whenever I have any and don't feel like finishing it #LESS FOOD WASTE SO WIN WIN #you just have to make sure you don't leave your bowl unguarded on any surfaces that dogs can access until you're done with it lo #*lol #that's an exaggeration really though all my dogs have good leave its for food #it's always the first thing I teach #because it's lowkey easy as fuck and low effort dfghtsfdjhfgjdgfh #they will get very cuddly and watch your every move with the biggest saddest eyes though until you're compelled to share some milk lmao #this post brought to you by eevee getting so excited she couldn't sit still because I finished my bowl of cereal #and she figured out this whole cereal routine reaaaal fast

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thepresidentstolemyfuckingsafe · 7 days

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I used to laugh at those videos of people not being able to name countries or point shit out on a map, but I think I've realized that it may not be the lack of knowledge, but the fact that they were put on the spot.

In other words, I was asked to name 5 countries in Africa for a trivia game while at a cultural festival yesterday and somehow forgot Egypt existed as if I wasn't big fucking nerd about the history and mythology.

#my RA came through for me and named 3 countries to my 2 #the person at the booth allowed it (she lives on the same dorm floor) and gave me a raffle ticket anyway #i ended up winning one of the raffle prizes and even got the one i had my eye on #it was this ornamental tea set #i had just been telling my RA and another girl who was with us that i was really impressed by all the tea sets on display at the booths #and wanted to find one for my sister because they collect ornamental tea sets but mostly only had asian porcelain sets #still fucking embarrassing though

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mobbothetrue · 6 months

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Sometimes when i’m asleep my brain will show me a cool dude and I’ll go ‘goddamn that’s a cool ass dude I wish he was one of my characters’ and then when I wake up I get the euphoria of going WAIT IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

#mobbtalks #stealing characters from my own brain every day #this post brought to you by the catboy assassin I managed to talk around into doing parkour last night #watching him do a sick flip across a playground like damn wish I could keep him around. waking up and going WAIT I CAN #of course an essential step in this process is Writing That Shit Down the second your eyes are open #a while back I had a really cool object head bounty hunter lady with a Perfect name but. I didn’t write the name down. and I’m still mad #I don’t think catboy every told me his name though #specifically he was hanging around to kidnap/assassinate someone (me?) but he wasn’t actually like. super into it #it was very easy to swing his attention around into parkour and then into parkour races #which I was About to Win when I woke up #I also sometimes steal set pieces/whole settings/plot ideas from dreams #free real estate all the way baybee

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yuujispinkhair · 5 months

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Hockey player! Sukuna headcanons

Inspired by this lovely ask by @subarusuguru. You made my head spin with the idea of hockey player Sukuna!! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me! I had to write a little something 💗

Pairing: Hockey player!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: fluff + smut Word Count: 700 Warnings: 18+, smut, mentions of injuries, but nothing bad. All characters are of age. Divider by @/benkeibear

Hockey player!Sukuna, who is a devil on the ice. The rival teams always know they will have several injured players after each match against Sukuna. He has a very aggressive playstyle, and his speed and strength, combined with his quick mind, make him unstoppable.

Hockey player!Sukuna, whose maroon eyes always find you when he enters the ice. He winks at you and makes a kissy face, laughing when you blow him a kiss back. The whole hockey arena can know that you are his, and he is yours. And anyone who dares make a rude comment about him being so soft for his girl will receive a brutal body check that sends them facefirst onto the ice or into the boards.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who has a mad glint in his eyes during the whole match. He is ambitious and confident, and he always plays to win. He loves being an asshole and taunt his opponents, laughing when he can get under their skin with his snide comments. But no matter how much Sukuna riles them up, they still aren't able to stop him because he always puts his whole anger and strength into his game.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who is a completely different man when he goes on the ice with his princess. Treating you with so much care and being such a gentleman. He holds your hand to make sure you don't fall when he teaches you how to ice skate. And once he can see you are ready for the next step, he lets go of you and tells you to skate toward him to get a kiss.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who has so much fun when showing you how to play hockey. Your time on the ice is filled with playful fights and good-natured teasing comments that are so flirty that you get butterflies the whole time. His laugh sounds different too, happy and free, and he only uses his strength to pick you up and pin you against the boards so he can kiss you until you are breathless.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who grins that charming grin when he lets you score and praises you for being such a natural talent, even though you know you suck. Of course, Sukuna also has to show off a little in front of his girl, and he steals the puck from you easily, making you gasp at his speed and watch with wide eyes and a smitten expression on your face as your boyfriend skates across the ice and shoots the puck into the goal with so much force it almost rips the net.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who feels a proud buzz running through his veins anytime he sees you in his jersey. Somehow it drives him crazy to see you walking around with his last name on your back. It spurs him on to play even better and show you that he is worthy to be your man. Maybe he should buy a ring and give you his last name on your ID too, and not just on a jersey.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who loves to fuck you in the locker room after every match when his teammates have left. A victory fuck to celebrate when he is still pumped full of adrenaline and euphoria, pulling you onto his lap and bouncing you on his thick cock while groaning in your ear and telling you that it is all thanks to your love and support that makes him play so damn good. Or an angry fuck after a loss to make him feel ok again, lifting you up and slamming you against the shower wall, snapping his hips fast, fucking you hard and deep, growling your name when he cums in you and finds sweet relief in your warm cunt.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who can't stop smiling when you dote on him when he is injured after a rough match. He has a high pain tolerance and doesn't really worry all that much about the injuries, but he loves it when you take care of him and look at him with so much worry in your eyes. It makes him feel so warm, and so he happily plays along and lets you change his bandages, pet his hair, and cuddle him.

Hockey player!Sukuna, who loves to win, but who thinks his biggest victory was winning your heart.

I am so in love with him!! Thank you so much for sending me that prompt!! I hope you liked my little headcanons ;)

Comments and reblogs would be very sweet 💗

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kentopedia · 7 months

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ LOOK, MOM! — nanami kento

yuuji accidentally calls you mom

contents: nanami x fem!reader, husband nanami hehe, this is very silly and random and stupid, fluff, nanami & reader are yuuji's adoptive parents fr, words: 1059

“nanamin!” yuuji waves at the figure approaching from behind you, a flashy grin appearing on his face as he glances at the blonde man over your shoulder. “i didn’t know you were coming by today!”

kento's hair sweeps over his forehead in the wind, a few strands coming free as he heads towards you. it's a brisk day, and he has two hot coffees in his hands that he'd picked up after his mission.

a bead of sweat drips down yuuji's temple, and he wipes it with his sleeve, still breathing heavily. you'd spent the last hour training together, pushing his physical capabilities. gojo had been busy recently, between all the missions and his conversations with the higher ups.

so, of course, you'd volunteered to teach the newest student when he couldn't. quickly, he became your favorite of the three first years.

“i’m in between assignments.” kento hands you the coffee, places a gentle hand on your lower back with a smile that is hardly there. “mind if i steal my wife away for a bit?”

yuuji shrugs, his face still bright as he glances between the two of you. ever since he’d found out two of his favorite sorcerers were together, he’d hardly shut up about it.

“no problem. i’m going to meet up with fushiguro anyway.” he brushes the dirt off his pants, waving to the two of you.

“good job today, yuuji!” grateful for something to warm you up in the chilly air, you take a sip of the coffee. it’s perfect, as always, just what you needed. “you’re improving a lot!”

he grins, proud of his accomplishments. “thanks, mom! see you later!”

there's an elongated moment of silence.

you choke on your coffee as kento stiffens beside you, watching while yuuji comes to a skittering halt.

all three of you freeze. you cough, clearing your throat, and kento's hand, steady on your back, has stilled. “yuuji—“

“oh,” the teenager says, his face turning bright red as he realizes what he’s called you. he glances between the two of you, embarrassment evident. “i’m so sorry. i didn’t mean to—“

though, you don’t give yuuji enough time to protest. within seconds, you’ve gathered him up in your arms, squeezing the younger boy to your chest. “kento, we have a son!”

you feel yuuji tense, before he relaxes, and throws his arms around you in an even tighter hug. there’s some sort of thanks resting there. he laughs, carefree, a sound you never want to be taken away from the boy who manages to shine so brightly in such a dark world.

kento stares at you, folds his glasses up in his pocket, as if to show you both how unimpressed he is. “do we?” he asks, lips flat, though, you see through the facade to the amusement hidden in his irises. “i'm certain i would’ve remembered something like that.”

you make a face at him, covering yuuji’s ears dramatically. “oh, don’t listen to your dad, yuuji. he’s old, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.”

kento blinks, and then sighs, wrinkling his nose. though, when he sees yuuji’s wide grin, his eager expression, he decides to play along.

“well, then... there must be a lapse in my memory." kento crosses his arms over his chest as he regards the two of your extensively, searching for something. "that would certainly explain the striking resemblance between us.” he says drily.

yuuji laughs, a loud snort. he looks nothing like either of you, but you’re not sure he’s ever gotten to witness kento's sarcastic sense of humor, the one that not everyone really gets.

“exactly!” yuuji quips back to kento’s blank expression. "everyone tells me i have the same smile as my dad!

kento’s trying hard not to let yuuji win that one, but you can see the slight wrinkle around his eye, the tiny quirk of his lips. beside the pink haired boy, you choke out a few giggles, covering your mouth.

“yes," kento nods, solemn. "i’ve heard that as well.”

"so you do know how to make jokes, nanamin!" yuuji shouts, nearly jumping in the air as he cheers. "i can't wait to tell fushiguro this."

kento rolls his eyes, but yuuji’s so pleased, and he releases you, his eyes soft and bright as he pulls away.

though he doesn’t say it, doesn't thank you for anything, you can tell he’s grateful. itadori yuuji may be happy with his life as it is now, may have found a home within the friends he’s made at the high school, but you know he misses his grandfather. sometimes, perhaps, he even longs for the conventional family he never really got to have.

you ruffle his hair, the pink strands catching between the cracks of your fingers. “tell him i said hello too.”

yuuji nods, stuffing his hands in his pocket as he steps away. “i will!” his cheerful gaze is pinned on your husband, a secretive smile making a home on his lips. “bye, dad.”

kento shakes his head, and sighs again, though you can tell, a part of him is touched to have won so much of yuuji's admiration. “have a good evening, itadori.”

you watch the young boy scurry away, hands in his pockets as he braces himself against the cold.

"you should be nicer to your son, kento."

kento snorts, throwing an arm over your shoulder as he brings you closer to him. "i am nice to him," he says, kissing your temple softly. "a little hard on him, maybe, but i just don't want anything bad to happen to him."

you soften, look up at him with warm eyes, and you squeeze the hand that is resting on your shoulder. "i know," you say, your heart clenching. you've thought about it before, thought of kento with a tiny child that looks just like him, cradled against his chest. thought of him with a little girl whose hair he can braid, a little boy he can raise to be a gentleman.

but you hadn't talked about it; you'd always thought your life was too busy, too dangerous for children.

"you'd make a good dad, ken," you say, your cheeks flushed as you grin at him.

kento's eyes flash. "really?" an array of emotions scurries across his features before he leans down, kissing you softly. "is this your way of telling me you want a baby, sweetheart?" his voice deepens as he whispers against your lips, smiling. "because i'm more than happy to give you one."

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hxltic · 10 months

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bein yelled at by ghost. you’ve been in the army this long, been yelled at by sergeants and others alike, majority men—obviously—but none of them like this. The others you didn’t even flinch as they screamed directly into your ears, probably even worse than other men just to intimidate you as a woman.

You caught him in a bad mood and it seemed completely unrelated to work, but as his partner and soldier, he had to tell you things that you didn’t want to hear.

“Hey, I got your message Simon, didn’t mean for that to happen. Won’t let it happen again.” You place some things of yours down on the dresser as you enter his quarters. He’s standing there in thought, unreadable.

His mask is still on with his gear connected to his body.

“Damn right, you won’t.” He gruffs, heavy in his accent.

All you could do was question what this meant. Would he not let you do it again? Were you being thrown in a different squad?

“What does that mean?” You stop your moving for a direct answer. You almost took that personally.

He explains, “You made an impulsive decision that would have led to half our unit being taken out. The amount we sent to that building was more than usual.”

“I understand, and that was on me. In my defense though: it was a suggestion in the moment, one that the other members also formally agreed to. It wasn’t just me.” You giggle, even though you’re aware these aren’t giggling matters. You just needed to lighten the mood.

“There were 35 men in that building alone. Led by Gaz and König!”

He fully pronounced the words, turning to you aggressively. Had you known this was the severity of his mood, you never would’ve taunted him in any type of way. This was when he had to be your boss.

“I understand but-“

“It doesn’t matter who agreed! You are seen as a leader standing next to me and you introduced the idea. I cannot be there to stop you every time you do something stupid.” His eyes were laced with anger, an anger that arose out of the protection built for his squad over the years.

“Every time?”

He said that like you did something stupid every day. He’s had bad missions before too, and we should all just be happy everyone made it back safe. Well, maybe one or two. He quickly turns to you, but stays in his spot.

“Every bloody time. It’s the mission before that. Then that. You cannot keep jeopardizing this team.”

Despite the offense you took to his words, you understood him.

“I understand.” You speak. For the night, you split off into your own quarters, not wanting to anger him any more than you already have. You’ll just have to be better with your decisions. There’s more than just your life on the line now.

The next few days, you’ve been kind of stand off-ish, hoping he’d come to you when he was feeling so. Instead, you were all assigned a mission, one they’d put you in charge of. Naturally, you’d felt it best to prove yourself and win his attention back. He was still Simon, and you still loved him.

. .

You all returned back to base with a more than successful mission under your belt. This made you extremely happy, as it’s finally a good time to speak to him.

You approach his door, then knock. You never knock.

A deep, “Come in,” is all you get.

You walk in to him sitting at his desk, his back to the door.

“Hey,” is all you can muster. You’d had the balls to walk in, but Simon is still a scary man. Your hands come down from his shoulders to massage over his biceps.

“I’m sorry for the past few days. I hope I redeemed myself?” You try.

“Hm,” He grunts, standing from his desk and filing papers into the drawers. This made you a little wary.

“Are you feeling okay Simon?” You fiddle your fingers together as you watch him walk around to the other side of the table.

“Fuckin’ fabulous.”

Your hands drop. You’d expected something, or some type of praise. Instead, you got this.

“What’s wrong? I thought I did good this time?”

“Is there something you want?” He shoots back. You glance at him, then around the room, then the floor. “No? Alright then.” He continues on as if you aren’t there. You stand in disbelief.

“What has got you so upset Simon? You can talk to me.”

“Did ya come in my room with nothin to say? What are you here for?” he snaps back.

This was a knife in the heart. You’d been terrified of the business portion of your relationship engulfing the rest, but you didn’t want to believe it. Maybe that wasn’t the case. Maybe it wasn’t you.

“Literally what is your problem?” You wanted to yell, but you couldn’t. It wasn’t in your nature. It didn’t feel right yelling at him.

You attempt to walk to his front, hoping that seeing your face would bring him some sense of calmness or bring him back down to Earth, but that was long gone. He’d lost all professionalism or softness.

Or maybe that was just it, and there was too much professionalism.

You reach him and plead, “Simon please, let me help y-“

“Fuckin’ hell, I don’t need your goddamn help!”

His head whips around, and that was all it took for you to realize the severity of everything going on. You’d physically retracted back and flinched. It’d been a long time since you’d done that.

“What do you want?” He throws the pen he’d held to the wall, and if you could see, you’d say there was a visible dent. That was your second step back, and you only took more as he came forward powerfully, his frame enlarging with each step.

“I-“

“Do you want me to praise you for your fuckin’ job? Now that you’ve decided to take it seriously?” He growls.

This was completely untrue, it wasn’t easy getting into 141, and it didn’t take anything but seriousness. Despite this, it didn’t take away from how his voice seemed to reverberate through your bones. You were retreating from him the best you could, but you didn’t want to look away, afraid it’d make him angrier.

Your hands felt around behind you as you got closer and closer to the wall, but not before detecting a small table that almost had you stumbling backwards when you knocked it over. Along with some more pens, a vase fell, shattering about and leaving tiny shards for your feet to step on the one day you decided not to wear the house slippers Gaz always made fun of you for.

He could literally take your breath away, but the piercing sensation under you couldn’t compare to the expression he wore that was dripping with malice. You felt like prey under a predator, caged to the wall with nowhere to go.

Your back hit with a thump, your hands flying back to the wall but close to your figure. You’d wanted to put them between you two, hoping it’d prevent him from coming closer, but it wouldn’t work. So now you search for separation by forcing your cheek against the wall, eyes frantically darting back and forth between nothing in particular and the raging man towering over you. You don’t think you could look at him anymore.

You whisper, “S-Simon. Please-”

He was so close his breath was to your ear as he leaned over. You were scared. In fact, you’d spoke it so lightly, you don’t even remember if you did or if it was just a thought.

“This,” he was referring to today, “is absolute bare minimum. Your job is to take orders, then get it done with the least. Casualties. Possible. Do you understand me?” He enunciates every part of the sentence, every word, so deep and low but strong that you had no choice but for it to be engraved in your brain. He was infuriated.

You didn’t want to breath too hard, afraid it’d also upset him, so your shortness of breath had you quickly nodding. The last words had you trembling.

“Do you fuckin’ understand me?” His words seem to shake the room, booming loud and clear enough to make you flinch again and your eyes squeeze shut. It was even worse than before—you were terrified.

He made you feel like a little girl again, answering to her father that she could never seem to impress no matter what she did. That’s why she joined the army. So she could be in charge.

But it didn’t stop because your eyes had to blink open to reality, and the time bomb called a response was ticking, just like his already gone patience. It also didn’t stop things from getting blurry, and before you knew or could stop it, there was a tear gathering that eventually released to your cheek.

“Y-yes sir,” you whimper on unsteady breath, Closing your eyes in prayer he would retreat. He was there for a little longer, but once you felt his presence leave back into the heart of his room, you still didn’t move an inch. You eventually shuffled uncomfortably to the door, not even feeling okay enough to close it behind you. You dashed as fast as one could go with millions of tiny glass in their feet, and before tending to it, you shut your door and fell to your butt with your back pressed against it and cried.

It’d been so long since you’ve cried over this specific issue; you thought you’d left it behind you. You technically had, but it was reawakened. The mission fatigued you, and you were so exhausted, but the only reason you didn’t lay your head down in the bed and fall asleep was the glass that would distribute painfully throughout your sheets.

You wrapped your feet and slipped into the night with the occasional sob.

. .

Sometime in the night, your locked room was intruded, assumingely by the one man graced with a key. Large hands scooped you up effortlessly, before bringing your head to one shoulder. You felt warm lips seep into your forehead.

He whispered things to you, things you couldn’t hear, but your head was held protectively with his strong hand over your ear. You’d been rested in another bed, one that smelled like him. He removed the tape from your feet and actually cleaned your wounds before tucking you in and sliding in beside you.

He felt like he didn’t deserve it, the guilt enough to bring him to tears, but he also felt like he didn’t deserve to cry. So instead, he tucks your head into his body closer, praying the sleeping version of you would recognize this as an apology until the morning.

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