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wxnheart · 1 year

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𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

note: the idea for this came up out of the blue and I was encouraged to write it so here you go. the premise is simple: what picture of your significant other do you have as your lock screen? as always, I hope y'all enjoy it! And now we have the sequel!

Captain John Price - About as sickeningly sweet vanilla as you can get. Your lock screen is a picture of him geared up, signature hat on, holding a lit cigar, and smiling at the camera like he won the lottery. You always told him his smile was radiant. Seeing him smile makes your day.

Gaz - Your lock screen is a picture of him hard at work. He's reading something and boy, is he concentrating hard. He doesn't believe you when you tell him that he scrunches his nose up while he's thinking. Well, now you have proof.

Soap - You swoon every time your phone lights up. It's a photo of him flexing one arm, smiling, and winking into the camera. You managed to get him after he finished working out and getting those gains. You also may or may not have jumped his bones right after taking said pic. Gah, you fucking love this man...

Ghost - LMAO. So you were trying to be discreet about it (emphasis on the word trying) and capture Ghost just standing there, gun in his hands, minding his business. Menacingly. Motherfucker got your ass because just as soon as you pressed the button, he looked right at you. So now you have a picture of Ghost standing there, gun in hand, minding his business and glaring staring at you. Menacingly. Reactions to your lock screen are either "Holy shit, who the FUCK is that?" or "Wow, he looks cool." You can only sigh adoringly every time you see it. That's Babygurl for you.

Alejandro Thee Stallion - You have a picture of him running a hand through his hair with his eyes closed. No, it isn't intentional; he was actually scratching his head. BUT, it was just the perfect moment and hell yeah, you rejoiced when you got it! He looks modelesque and orgasmic in it. You showed it to Rudy and now Alejandro is wondering why Rudy looks like he wants to laugh every time he sees him.

Rudy - It's actually a picture of you and him together being all cute and shit. And that actually wasn't your first choice. It was originally a picture of him knocked the hell out, bundled up in his favorite blanket, and having the best nap of his life. He looks so boyishly cute when he sleeps. Rudy actually had to put on the puppy dog eyes so you wouldn't make that your lock screen because he's had that blanket as long as he's known Alejandro (who has also seen said blanket) and apparently there's a betting pool going around in Los Vaqueros around the fact that Rudy has yet to get rid of it. It's a long story.

König - You actually have a picture of him sitting down against a wall, arms on his knees looking cool as a cucumber. He's really just chillin', taking in the atmosphere, and staring into space. Looks badass doing it, too. His eyes are pretty entrancing and the picture really puts into perspective how tall König is because he absolutely does not look it when he's sitting down. You also realized that he likes to make himself comfortable in confined spaces. Huh. Wonder if he's aware of that, too. He caught a glimpse of your lock screen by accident and whether you know it or not, he's flattered that he's the first thing you see when you look at your phone.

Phillip Graves - You got a picture of him doing his best Zoolander impression (Blue Steel, y'all) because you forgot to turn the flash off. Whoops. Don't you dare show that to the rest of Shadow Company. Spoiler Alert: You... kinda-sorta-really do. Whoops.

Valeria Garza - One word. Badass. She looks like a fucking badass on your lock screen. Those toned arms and tattoos are out for the world to see. Windswept tresses. And she's smirking at you, too? Oh, baby! You're falling in love all over again.

#captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #alejandro vargas #rodolfo rudy parra #konig #könig #phillip graves #valeria garza #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty x reader #los vaqueros #task force 141 #just 141 things.#ride 'em cowboy!

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laufire · 8 days

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This is redhoodinternaldialectical from the "main" blog, returning fire with the character ask game :3

For Jason: 23. Fav picture of this character 24. What character from another fandom reminds you of them? 26. Freebie question! What do you think his complicated opinions about Heathclif would be? (Saw ur tags about that hehehe)

I might come back with other characters, but just Jason for now cause it's WAY passed my bedtime

Fav picture of this character

there are so many options... (see: my header of his hamlet moment). but I'm going to go with this one, from batman annual #25.

I fucking love a character climbing out of his own grave. and that lightning bolt is so frankenstein of him <3

What character from another fandom reminds you of them?

my mind is wired to draw parallels and comparisons, and I happen to be rewatching a tv show (the 100, one of those "it could be so good if it was good" things xD) where sometimes it seems that all my favourite characters have some jason-coded moments and traits lol.

BUT. among all of them, we definitely need to talk about john murphy!!! he's my #1 in that show (with some strong competition), because I love his journey. he really started being... well, what dc regularly tries to convince us robin!jason was: a mean, angry teen, product of his society, who lashed out at people once he could, because he had been wronged himself. this show gave him far more grace about it (even during his messy revenge quest lol), and in season 2 they landed on a really potent love story with him and another character, emori (another outcast in her own society, this time because she was born with a mutation, that survived by stealing from others) that ended up catapulting him to Romantic Hero status in a way s1!murphy couldn't have dreamed of lmao. it was great.

even his backstory (which he's given in the first episode of s2) is. very jason añdslkfjasf. two important things about this gifset is a) the girl here, raven (another favourite), has a similar backstory (alcoholic mother who failed to take care of her, raven would've starved if not for the kindness of her neightbour & childhood sweetheart). she's taunting murphy because a few episodes before murphy shot her in the spine (he didn't intend to hurt her but it wasn't exactly an accident. part of his messy revenge quest against a -barely- adult who failed him lol). she hates him, and yet she clearly can't help but empathise </3. a few episodes later she tries to get him killed to save her ex <3. in a few seasons they'll become best friends <3. as far as I'm concerned she's memori's third <333

a few other things in favour of "jason-coded murphy" are this post, or the fact that at one point murphy had to use sex to survive in a way I personally headcanon jason doing (I've actually drawn some comparisons between that plot and nightwing/tarantula but only stylistic ones; plot-wise it's a very different situation where he displays an attitude closer to what I imagine jason doing).

What do you think his complicated opinions about Heathclif would be?

alñsdkfjasdf I can't believe I'm going to talk more about other characters than about jason but here we are lol.

anyway first of all, unlike many people in this fandom, jason is a smart cookie capable of differentiating fact from fiction, who could recognise heathcliff did some really fucked shit against undeserving people and still appreciate the hell out of him as the fascinating character he is. tyvm. that said, he's also someone who gets very personal about literature xD

one thing about heathcliff is that he does what some people argue jason is doing when he "targets" tim or mia (or damian, but that's bftc and fandom has more or less accepted that it's a mess, and also damian isn't white :))). aka, he's (a grown man!!) viciously, hatefully going after innocent children for the sins of their fathers!! for shame. sorry but that's not even true in bftc or hush (the situations there were very messy and the writers desperately needed medical consultants to make them make any sense, get off his dick xD), but definitely not true for titans tower or seeing red. jason was NOT trying to kill these teens (a few years younger than him at most), he's never wanted them death, and he's never even aimed to caused grievious, irreparable damage. again, get off his dick :P

but it's interesting to me thinking about jason reading the book for the very first time during the lost days era, in particular. he would empathise with heathcliff's desire for revenge, but I don't think he'd ~relate as strongly to him as some people think. yes, there is mistreatment in their youths and the revenge plot (after heathcliff does whateve he does in his own lost days period lol); there's even possible racial ambiguity in common, if we take into account the shiva thing. and he'd half-mindedly draw some links between bruce and earnshaw senior and, if he's feeling ungenerous lol, between dick and hindley, but nothing particularly strong, imo.

but I can see even this faint link being enough to have him pondering his own lines, what he's willing to do once he returns and what he isn't. and it's a fact that jason crossed some of his own purported lines, because he was too in his head about bruce or because they were convenient at the moment or because of all other reasons. and I picture him rereading the book years down the road, and grappling with that fact. wondering if heathcliff had drawn his own lines beforehand or gone all in from the beginning, wondering if he had any regrets.

otherwise, he would appreciate heathcliff as the force he is in the narrative, while being utterly disgusted by some of his actions. at the same time he'd be really wary of the unreliable narration (I imagine him thinking nelly gives all the lintons too much grace, even if he obviously would think heathcliff's actions towards isabella and cathy are undefensible). I also believe he's ready to fist-fight anyone that supported the "monstrous" readings of heathcliff as something inhuman, as some supernatural force of nature. heathcliff, to him, is utterly human.

ALSO. jason is definitely that bitch who reads the FUCKING UNHINGED SHIT (x, x, x, x, x) catherine and heathcliff say about each other and be like. why can't that be me 😭. he's fucking unwell.

(and feel free to ask me about any other character you want! or any extra questions about jason lol)

#replies #redhoodinternaldialectical #thank you sm i had a lot of fun with this one lol #talking to the void #my thoughts #dc #dc thoughts #t100 thoughts #wuthering heights thoughts #jason todd #john murphy #everything i love is the same #heathcliff #dc comics

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softpine · 2 months

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@bb-enablefreebuild it's true, but asa says it himself, "I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I have everything a person could want and a better family than some could ever imagine - but it’s not enough for me. I don’t know why. I want to be happy, but I don’t know how." it was important for me to include that part in there, because that has nothing to do with finn – well, only a little bit in that he knows he can come across as ungrateful given that his family is incredibly supportive and some people's families, like finn's, are the opposite. otherwise, this is entirely centered around asa's internal feelings. he's had depression nearly his entire life, it's just that when finn is around he's able to find reasons to take care of himself (going outside for long walks, sleeping regularly, paying attention in class because finn tells him to, taking his meds, etc.) and without finn there to ground him, asa is falling apart for more reasons than one. so yes it's the heartbreak of losing your first love, but it's more than that for him. it's losing the primary reason for living in the moment and looking forward to the future :(

he will be soooooooo pissed :( we'll have to wait and see if asa tells him the truth (or the full truth) about how he got to this point... especially after everything asa said in this post; he KNOWS finn wouldn't approve of any of his actions thus far, but he keeps digging his grave deeper and deeper because he's already gone too far, he's already broken finn's trust and he can't leave things like this now :(

that tag is so funny, i wasn't even referring to myself in Sim God terms i was just mad at him as if i'm a powerless reader like the rest of you jfkjsds and YEAH poor casper :( he'll come up in one of the next posts so i don't want to say too much, but the fact that his worst fear is missing out on something important while he's away, to the extent that he's calling constantly to check on his family is so..... :(

bro yes 🤭

thank you for sharing!! that makes complete sense to me and that's a really sweet way to incorporate your mom in that decision 🥺

RIGHT he needs the sense knocked into him fr

@forgotten-pixels ahhhh i love this question, i was JUST thinking about mac while i was making vegan chili mac the other day fjkjsds i'm actually going to save this in my inbox and take some pictures for you when i have the energy because i miss mac and honey too :') they're always hanging out in the same room while i'm taking screenshots, they just NEVER make it into any good pics. it's actually a curse i swear

i honestly have no idea, i'm sorry 😭 it'll probably be awhile though, i haven't been doing great tbh but i want the next post to look as good as it does in my head so i don't want to half ass it!!

@itsalwaysgonnabeher oh you caught that huh sjfkjsds don't worry (yet) 💖

@little-orphan-ant I'M SORRY 😭 i'm thinking brandi wtf at all times too lmao

omg okay so i'm saving this message in my inbox for later because i KNOW for a FACT that i listed everyone's favorite candy many years ago but tumblr's search function is so incredibly ass and i don't have the energy to keep searching for it right now but i will find it eventually i promise 🥺 and if not i'll just rewrite it and then when i inevitably find the original post we can compare my answers and see how well i know my characters' tastes fjksjds

absolutely yes i'm afraid 😌

in my head i still have to sound it out sometimes if it's been forever since i've typed her name fjksjds

@rebouks thank you so much 🥺🥺 the same goes to you!!! 💖

@moonfromearth thank you!! it's so sweet you thought of me ;-; 💗

#sorry i'm answering some of these so late #been fighting for my life in my brain lately and words are not coming easily 👍🏻#but it's been so long since i've had to break out the replies post :')#asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers #moonfromearth #rebouks #bb-enablefreebuild #forgotten-pixels #little-orphan-ant #itsalwaysgonnabeher

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ifreakforicecream · 10 months

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COD MODERN WAREFARE 3 Predictions

Disclaimer: I have never played the games I am just doing this for my own enjoyment (I don’t have 70$ lying around) I am going off of cutscenes, the wiki and other people’s head cannons. I kind of wanna see how this list plays out once the new missions come. (This barbie has to draft 30 sheets of site analysis for a presentation but is doing this instead) I will probably update this with coloured text as it goes

also, lmao mw3 getting revealed by monster energy drinks has the same energy as the previous installments being revealed by Dorito Chips or when hero movies get early reveals from toy/action figure patents.

Graves does come back but only as an operator for the multiplayer games. Conversely, He could be an illegal arms dealer but in hiding (think MacAfee before they found him). Shepherd has a higher chance of going in that direction in my books. Update: he comes back completely unscathed and going by the new trailer he's siding with Farah and Alex? oooo this gonna get messy (28/7/23).

Price, Laswell, or Gaz dies. Sort of a riff off from the originals I’m guessing the writers are trying to find some form of subversion but this is where it's at (oof)

Farah or Alex dies and neither of them finishes what they started. My money is on Farah tbf.

Gaz dying makes sense in the way that he started with wanting to do right by people when he first met and would probably die that way too. or this being a red herring price jumps in for him and dies and then takes his place which seals his fate as the MC of this installment.

Laswell goes out of the way of aiding a mission when she was expected/advised not to.

Laswell gets a protégé that will replace her in a much later installment. It has a shot at being Gaz man just collects good intel.

more female ops? I like to think COD writes them pretty damn well. (at this point my standards are must pass the Bechdel test. which is not a bad benchmark considering its flaws but not great either)(this is also where I found out the first installment of Twilight passes the Bechdel test. go figure)

Gaz replaces Laswell and Ghost takes Price’s place.

Price dies while killing Makarov. or we get him smoking a cigar as he is introed making it a full-circle moment once more.

Ghost trades bullets with shepherd but only shepherd dies. Many have said the reboot plays it safe so I am going off of that assumption here slightly but ik a lot of og gamers of the previous titles would find that satisfying.

In the wiki, it states that the shadow company is disavowed but that might change. I didn’t check the established title (Like if it was private or public) of such a company but there might be a line of succession here. for what they have in assets it seems too big to be disavowed.

we get a partial face reveal of the ghost. It could be something mundane as smoking or a teasing jump cut. it’s just like barely there.

everyone gets promoted: It happened after the mission in the ghost's origin story. It’s a hefty mission they just survived. I would be surprised if they didn’t. with shepherd gone this swings either way. or gets buried under the rug as it is a mission hidden from the public.

Roach gets in the picture. he also wins the IDGAF wars or is second to Price in that regard.

regional operators? They were all over the place in past titles and with las almas this seems the least farfetched. (hoping for some Indian or Nepalis operators woo)

someone from 141 or affiliated gets kidnapped or “killed” but it’s that “lucky death” situation that COD likes to pull like it did with Alex. This happens towards the end or at a start of a mission season.’

Shepherd is the actual villain and they kill off Makarov pretty quick as a subversion of the original title. Again moot, if you consider the potential monster energy leak his face is in red behind price.

price dies, Gaz finishes the job.

this is more of an anti-prediction: the price isn’t gonna be the main character but the most prominent. (also going by the monster leak) ghost was the last game’s MC I don’t think they were married to his POV all that much even though it played a huge role.

ghost dies, and Soap finishes the job. “you wanna be better than me Johnny” or Johnny dies saving Ghost in the final moment.

Makarov operates the no Russian mission remotely and he acts as a clean nationalistic politician, making him more dangerous and will cause international trouble when apprehending him. (a lot of opposing politicians or figures “fall out of windows” in the process.

The ghost team carries over to Russian soil.

141 gets bigger and possibly with pre-existing operators within the game.

shepherd gets murdered by a more evil boi/girl

ghost’s tattoo design has a canonical refresh/update. The grey fleece jacket comes back.

Soap recovers while Ghost hunts for Shepherd solo. (this happens right after the final mission or the bar scene)

Every now and then a COD title comes out with a new game mechanic or a way to play. In this installment, I am predicting laser sights for night missions.

Heavier lean on digital/informational warfare.

we don’t get much about ghosts. RalphsValve said there might be a spinoff personally I don’t this will ever happen but it’s a tossup considering the original investor report saying mobile makes 40% of revenue but the Microsoft acquisition may change things ( also wonder where product collaborations are at on that investor report probably not that sizable but still worth a look). Conversely, he’s ghostie has become a character favorite and the market landscape has changed drastically in the last 10-20 years and he already has source material. BTW I read that Origin comic That poor fucker can’t catch a break. Brother looked so red-eyed when he hit the tarmac when he met Soap.

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #mw2 #mw3 #call of duty #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #gary roach sanderson #kate laswell

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threehuskiesinatrenchcoat · 1 year

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Hello there!! Remember the talk about Graves‘s backstory? Yeaaaa that shit‘s so good I had to write something small about it (or at least something referencing it) trauma is the good soup

i fucking love the headcanons u have for him i know i already said it but i wanna say it again THAT SHIT SLAPS, maybe there‘ll be more later but rn i got uni stuff that should take priority lmao

Enjoy :D

The shadowy light of dawn crept along the wall, painting pictures and drawing shapes reaching out to him. The whispers of fallen soldiers haunted his thoughts, spreading doubts and fanning the flame of self-hatred he cradled oh so gently close to his chest. Names of colleagues long dead passed through his mind. What would they say if they‘d known him? The real him, the one so desperate to prove himself, he endangered not just himself but everyone else’s lives as well. The one so wrapped up in Shepard‘s shit, he could bring down entire countries with the evidence he had from the contracts he took. The real one who, deep down, was a child praying for the Lord‘s forgiveness and hoping to one day see love in his parents’ eyes without having to hide himself.

He took a deep breath and lowered his gaze from the wall he‘d been staring at to look at his scarred hands. There were bruises and cuts from when he escaped the compound back in Mexico. Who knew, maybe he‘d see all of them again soon. The others weren’t dumb enough to believe his little trick. He‘d seen them strategize and plan; he knew they were smart enough to see through him. He regretted it, but there was no use in wallowing now, was there?

He‘d burned every single bridge. His shadows were scattered in the winds, his reputation destroyed and Shepard fled the moment everything went to shit. The only person he could blame for how it turned out was himself. He‘d been too naïve, too trusting and starry eyed. How he hadn’t recognized the general‘s manipulation for what it was, he‘d never be able to reconcile with his pride, with his conscience. So many died due to his decisions. So many had trusted him to lead them to victory, to protect and take care of them.

Maybe this is what he deserved and destiny was finally catching up to him. Maybe his sins finally outweighed the good he‘d done.

Sitting in the dark grey room, back against the wall, he choked back a sob, because maybe, just maybe, there had never been any good he did. He wasn’t able to give the world what it deserved, so he‘d started taking what it didn’t need. Somewhere along the way he lost his knowledge of what that actually was. He got blinded and believed a corrupt patriot who‘s sole focus had been saving his own face and ass, do only what he thought best, consequences be damned. Graves was just another casualty.

He was only an afterthought, a nuisance to get rid of once he‘d outlived his usefulness. Looking back on his life, he noticed a pattern. At this point, he knew it to be the truth. His was worth was determined by how much he could do for others. If he couldn’t serve others to gain something, he’d be just another useless nobody. He took what other people didn’t need or want. He took those unnecessarily high risks, those bets against all odds. He took what others gave him, because they didn’t want it, they only wanted the benefits. The last question left to answer now was: What use did he have now?

ilysm it's unreal crying screaming trashing all over the place chewing on my metal table leg

youuuu

i already said that too many times but im so happy you like my hcs and seeing this stuff inspire you to do something like this is aagsgahdhsyfsuqhGaAGDGHAYSYAG i am SO normal and calm

#call of duty #phillip graves #thtcodposting

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drabbles-mc · 5 months

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For the Fanfiction Wrapped ask meme: 2, 3, 18, 28, 29, and 30. (Couldn't pick just one!)

nothing but love and kisses for you 🥰

2. How many works did you publish this year?: i'm currently sitting somewhere in the 120-130 ballpark! (stats slightly skewed from posting new chapters of old fics, and the fact that i have a couple ideas i'd like to publish before the year is out sksksk)

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?: OOOOOOOOOoooooo. God. The way I know I'm gonna put more than one here because I have no self control 😂 But i WILL say, the first one that came to mind was my Carmy/Luca fic Closing the Gap. I just. Yes. I'm very very proud of that one. I love them so much. Also up there on the list is my Bucky/Nat fic Over and Over and Over Again. Because I love Bucky and Natasha in general but this was also my first time ever trying to write a time loop fic and i DIDNT chicken out on it. 😌 There are others but I will leave it at that lmao

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?: I wrote for more NMX characters this year than any year prior. You can attest to that because I bombard you with all of the fics lmaoooo. But no matter how many NMX fics I write, I still spend a good amount of time in existential crisis mode staring at the doc because I am always in a constant state of panic writing them. Min and Claudio both had me

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?: I love all of my children equally. But I will say that two of the fics that I had the most fun writing this year were my Steve Murphy/Reader fic Bad Guy Treatment. The fact that a smut fic is making the top of my list of faves is truly innedsane to me lmao. Another one is my Gilly Lopez/OC fic Far From Over. Ironic title considering it is an unfinished multichap but i WILL get back to it. Manifesting! And I truly don't think it would be Fic Time With Tay if I didn't shout-out one of my angst fics. Carrillo & Diego take the cake in the category with Grave Mistakes. I killed him. I killed him and actually sort of enjoyed doing it sksksk

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?: fighting the urge to scan through all my fics for my fave dialogue lines but we all know i would drown myself in dialogue if i could 😂 But this little excerpt from my Carmy fic The Bridge is very near and dear to me. That entire fic is, honestly. But I'm really proud of this little snippet:

He wondered how quiet it was when Mikey was there. Did he have to wait for traffic to slow down? Did he even care? He probably didn’t care. Why would he? He wondered if Mikey still would’ve pulled the trigger if he’d gone out onto the bridge in the middle of the afternoon like this. Carmy couldn’t picture killing himself in that moment, not with the sun and the pigeons and the traffic. Not because it was all too beautiful to leave behind, but because God there were just so many eyes on him even if they weren’t really looking at him. He wished Mikey was there. He wished he’d come back so Carmy could push him into traffic himself for all that his brother had put everyone through.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?: Top Gun: Maverick. That' it. That's the post. 😂 lmao but on a serious note when i went to see the movie i did NOT think i was ever going to end up writing fic for it and yet!! here we are!!!! and i've truly been enjoying it. But I think the other thing that caught me by surprise was how much I was able to write for the July Smut Challenge, and how much I truly enjoyed writing it all. I don't consider myself a smut writer but it was such a blast!

Thank you for these. It will keep me warm until spring. 🥰

AO3 Wrapped Asks

#ask #asks #ashlingiswriting

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hermits-hovel · 2 years

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2, 11

okay quick disclaimer, these numbers were actually given by @azure-dragonsinger but I accidentally. Deleted the ask on my phone while hastily drafting all of my answers and had to make do with a weird self-anon lmaO;;; I'M VERY SORRY <:'[ (I HOPE THE SOFT ANCELS MAKE UP FOR IT <'3)

2. Does your muse like hugs?

And I’m sad the ask is gone because this is a RIPE one 🙏

Ancel’s relationship with physical contact is REALLY strange, because while he’s generally okay with initiating some (minor) contact of his own volition (hands on shoulders, carrying people, etc.), he often seizes up and withdraws when someone touches him in return.

And this isn’t out of hate or fear of contact (except maybe in select cases)—it’s quite the opposite. He sincerely loves it, and he especially loves hugs. He WANTS to be hugged. The thought of being hugged and just, held by someone crosses his mind more than he’d like to admit.

But being so starved for affection, he doesn’t exactly handle being hugged like the average person might. If someone were to give him one, he’d probably look fearful; in reality, he’s actually ecstatic and has no clue how to process that, or let himself reciprocate and enjoy the moment without like, crying or feeling ashamed lmao. It damn near renders him speechless for a few minutes.

That sudden surge of emotions really overwhelms him, so it typically forces him out of any prospective embraces and back into that comfortable realm of contactless familiarity. Since he grew up deprived of and resistant to most forms of physicality, he tries to tell himself that resistance and deprivation has served him well—that his deep craving for intimacy is a weakness and a flaw that cannot be indulged, and obviously having such a strong reaction to being hugged is telling of that.

He intends to take that ideal to the grave, but I’ll be damned if I let That happen >:’)

(And oh, dear god, side note; when it comes to giving hugs? He’s unfortunately the worst. Doles out the most awkward, featherlight, Christian side-hugs you ever did see. Don’t ask him for one. Enjoy his modest shoulder touches instead.)

11. What pet names would your muse give to others?

HMM…… Beyond common formalities such as ‘my friend’, I never thought Ancel would be one to designate pet names, or come up with any personal ones of his own. He doesn’t think too hard about this, but he tends to be very stringent about referring to people with their preferred titles, and would feel real awkward trying to deviate from that unless the person in question explicitly asked him to. Call him old-fashioned I suppose hgjJFJD

… Yet if he were to settle with someone, like really deeply and truly settle with them, to a point where he is so soul-baringly comfortable with them that typical habits are thrown to the four winds… I can picture him tenderly referring to them as ‘love’ or ‘my love’ on occasion <3

GOD… he’ll get there I Swear

soft headcanons!

#ask #answered memes #ancel louvre #this got Long I’m rip #when ur religious guilt and touch starvation feed each other #again i'm so sorry about the ask hKJGHDG IT HAPPENED SO FAST #definitely going to be careful navigating my inbox from here on out lmaO

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kisskissbanggang · 2 years

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How did I not know that Prowl 6 was out? Boy do I have a lot of questions and thoughts 🤪

What would lia and jisung have even warned felix and chae about? I don't feel like what they said had anything to do with it the accident that happened. Felix was just hungry. I don't get it? Anyway i feel so bad for the young lovers, just picturing their bodies buried together in that clearing with yuna sobbing over her sister's grave is heartwrenching.

How did Lia survive minho mauling her but chae didn't Felix?

I also don’t get why the pack wants the journal? Like they know how to do it now and i didn't catch anything noteworthy from oc's reading of the journal.

Oc is kind of a bitch lmao like I don't get her motivations at all or half of the things she's mad about. And she cheated on Jay right in the middle of a crisis and then she fucked him while she knew chan could hear and THEN she fucked chan while jay was dying like hoe control yourself a bit 😭 the moment of her getting jealous of how close jisung and lia got was peak clownery I tell you

Idk if it's just me but I feel like she doesn't actually love jisung. I'm not buying her emotions.

The moment she couldn't find jisung and went looking for him then found him heaped up on the ground... i felt so sick 🥲 i imagined all my trauma patients and I just wanted to throw up thinking of jisung like that and idk that moment was just so visceral to me because I could picture it vividly

But anyway yesssss i want hot crazy vampire jisung now. I want him to call oc out on her bullshit finally and not be so passive and meek with her 😩👌

MORT I am ✨ASCENDING✨ seeing you in my inbox AND ABOUT PROWL OH I'M SQUEALING.

So replying in order:

Blaming Lia and Jisung: Both Reader and Yuna aren't being fair about this but Reader has way less ground to stand on. Yuna is bitter because Lia didn't interfere enough to begin with, and it's apparent to her that Jisung must be just as guilty. Reader is flat-out making excuses. Her number one concern is how she's incredibly aware how much she and Chan are needing each other. Surely, that can't be her fault, it obviously must be something she can't control and therefore Jisung and Lia knowing all about this meant that Felix and Chae should've been warned about all the possible consequences /s.

Lia vs Chae's Mauling: I didn't go into this because I never know how much gore/violence the audience can handle (and this chapter had a LOT already 🥴) but in my notes, Felix mainly went for the neck whereas Minho mainly went for the stomach. Felix took chunks out, Minho mostly clawed and bit but didn't quite eviscerate her. They each had very different levels of control with their wolves in the moment.

Why the Pack Wants Both Journals: This was unfortunately left 💀, but the section about the Full Moon was in Jisung's journal, the one Reader was looking through. I'm honestly considering a Final Edition when everything is finished because I leave out a LOT when I get wrapped up in different plot priorities; it's a huge shortcoming of mine as a writer tbh

OC is Kind Of a Bitch: YOU'RE RIGHT AND MORE PEOPLE NEED TO SAY IT. She's my favorite Reader because she's downright horrid at times. She's jealous, she's irrational, she's SO SELFISH and she's in denial about a ton of things. In order of biggest red flags:

🚩people who think Chan sucks

🚩🚩people who think Jisung sucks

🚩🚩🚩people who wholeheartedly support Reader

Reader has a LOT to work through in the final chapter.

Does Reader Even Actually Love Jisung: is a GREAT OBSERVATION. Especially when we bring in my irrelevant headcanon that Jisung has never been in a serious relationship before and Reader's last serious relationship was before she was even turned. They both have warped senses of love and are taking it out on each other but it is absolutely unbalanced.

The Car Accident: Mort, love, I'm so sorry if that was too much! Please let me know if you'd feel better if it got a revision to be more toned down. I had been chasing a goal of communicating the loss and desolation of the moment and may have overdone it. ❤️

I am SO greedy for your thoughts, all of them, and this gave me SUCH warm and happy butterflies to get this and respond ❤️❤️❤️

#feedback: prowl #mail #my children #mort 💕#placeholder 🤩#prowl

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Soulsborne asks: 8, 9, 16, 23?

this became rambly so under read more it goes

8. Do you have any fond coop memories? Does a specific moment stand out to you?

yeah you know from high-level dungeons in bb come all kinds of things. so on my platinum character ive also farmed all kinds of gems and shit, and 99% of coop i do happens in the chalice dungeons with people just as insanely overleveled as me.

...that's until hunters of hunters roll in and you realise that whoever invaded your ass is probably just as high a level as you or more (which is around 300) and you're just. well that'll be a fun fight huh.

i have a vivid memory of a crow wannabe showing up and pulling out a tonitrus, the Most Okayest Weapon Ever. they chased me around ihyll and died to a fireball trap. fuxking lmao.

another one is from ds3 and it's about a greatbow user who fucking soloed midir, the big bad fuckoff huge dragon for me on my dark character run. i was doing like 20 damage? and then this guy rolls in and puts the fear of god back right into my heart. oh it was amazing.

9. What are your three favourite weapons and why?

im not gonna list all of the games because i can't remember all weapons right now, so:

- the blade of mercy. it's so worth learning how to effectively use. it's fast, it does a respectable amount of damage on a good skill build and it encourages very high mobility and less of R1 mashing.

- the onyx blade. everything about it is immaculate, from the caduceus aesthetic to the black flames, to its speed. i love how light it feels to wield too, as if its barely holding together from everything its original wielder been through.

- morgott's cursed curved greatsword. it's very satisfying to use and to land the skill attack in succession, also i absolutely love curved greatswords in elden ring. the design of the blade and the introduction of it, as the wood falls off it from the sheer force of morgott's grip? hhoh. i want this thing in my house not gonna lie.

- honorable mention of estoc, the weapon i use in every souls game until i find something i like for my specific build. also it fucking carried me through my first ds2 run, what a great weapon.

16. What are your favourite areas?

ds1: new londo and anor londo. all of the headcanons aside, i can't help but wonder what they were like when they were alive. and in their current states they're much like yourself, undead and long hollow, having forgotten what it is to be a home.

ds2: THE GUTTER. lighting up all the sconces is something i look forward to every run. and with the heartbeat... the place is so unsettling and beautiful in the dark, i just spend a lot of time wandering around and looking at the edges of structures peeking out from the dark. the runner up is shulva. i would love to live there before it went to shit.

ds3: i like carthus catacombs, sue me. mainly because invasions in there are very fun (for me). irithyll is okay. the ringed city is more okayer but it takes longer to get there, and the only reason i like two of those is their aesthetics. idk ds3 lore.

bloodborne: ...the hunter's nightmare. the ruined and warped city of yharnam in sickly daylight, drowned in blood and knowing nobody but those who spill it. to be fair i like most of all bloodborne locations with one petty exclusion (fuck you hemwick). i wish the castle cainhurst was bigger on the inside as well as the outside, but i guess i will have to do with the castle sol </3

elden ring: fuck all of you, caelid is beautiful and haunting, a festering and living grave of a land. i like it a moderate amount. i have not spent hours obsessively taking pictures of various plants and creatures there. i am normal about caelid. ...on another note, i think leyndell is the best area fromsoft ever made as a dungeon and aesthetics wise.

23. What is your favourite fashion souls?

oh man im kind of tired of listing every game, so I'll go with top three outfits i have on some of my characters:

- nights cavalry set and nox monk headpiece.

- tomb prospector set and yharnam hunter hat (or maria's hat).

- loyce set.

#this is. a lot. i am so sorry #answered #dark souls #bloodborne #elden ring #redsixwing

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1, 5, 12 for female character ask

LETS GOOOOO also this will be under a read more because i will actually ramble forever lmao

female character asks

One of your favourite female characters?

I don't have a picture of her because she's just from a book, but Eleanor Vance from The Haunting of Hill House! I'm serious that The Haunting of Hill House really hit super hard and that it floats in my thoughts every now and then, especially because of the way Eleanor's story goes.

When we meet Eleanor, she was trapped in a shitty family situation, where no one really cared of her being, so the research she joins to go to a haunted house becomes her little getaway. I fell in love with her the moment she drove away with her sister's car and just dream of the many lives she could have lived in the many towns she'd go to visit on her way over to Hill House. And I fell in love with the romantic way that she viewed things in the house.

In the house, it felt like things were coming together. Eleanor felt precious in Theodora's gaze and attention. She was needed for the experiment, but it doesn't last long.

There's a moment in the story where Eleanor just disappears from the narrative, and the writing style becomes so bleak that I couldn't help but miss Eleanor's colorful flowery language. In that way she haunts the writing by her absence.

The ending though really got me. Nowhere else but this house did she find love, but the others were worried about how the house had been affecting Eleanor, so they try to make her drive home...and well. It doesn't end well.

"Silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

5. A female villain you love?

I'd say she's more antagonist than a straight up villain? And mentally (and elsewhere) I've been raving so so much about her bUT-!

Alyssa Zaidelle from FF13-2! She doesn't start off as an antagonist when you first meet her, but later she winds up stabbing the protagonists' in the back and leading them into a trap to save her own skin.

She might actually be my fave villain just because of how often she kinda haunts my thoughts from time to time. In actuality, a lot of her motivations are so blatantly human, and it just makes me sad when a lot of people crap on her character. Like yes, I get it, but also. What else would you do in her situation?

Her story: she was one of the people that had died in the train disaster that takes place at the beginning of the game, but due to the timeline distortions in the 2nd game, she winds up alive again, with a haunting sensation throughout her new life about how she should have been dead, just like her friend, whose grave she comes and visits in game as well. She gets told by the actual villain of the game that if the protagonists fix the timeline, then she'd disappear. All her dreams of doing research and making a name for herself will vanish just like that, and no one would remember her. But the villain tells her that if she helps him continue to break the timeline, then she can stay.

She chooses to help the villain, luring the protagonists into a death trap, but of course, plot armor happens and in the end, the timeline gets fixed and she disappears ironically.

I think it sticks with me a lot because I just see a girl just trying to fight for her life -- all the years she had gained for being alive than dying on the train 10 years ago. All those dreams unfulfilled. It just makes me sad :/

12. An interesting female friendship?

The first one that came up is the friendship between Tohru, Uo, and Saki in Fruits Basket!!

tbh I don't really remember much of their friendship, but Uo (the blonde on the left) and Saki (the black hair girl on the right) are so protective of Tohru that they pretty much serve as second/third mom to Tohru after Tohru had lost her mom.

But it's a mutual friendship. The way that Tohru was a light for both Uo and Saki and offering them a place of comfort and safety and just being a welcoming person overall, that's how Uo and Saki become so fond of Tohru. It's honestly the sweetest thing to see, especially how strong the friendships remain over time, and it doesn't get overshadowed at all by the romance that happens. (I have a word to pick though about the romance with Uo and Kureno though ngl like that happened way way way too fast but okay I guess whatever. In my head Uo and Saki are together)

#answered #thanks cat !!!#me blinking at this #oh maybe im just in a talkative mood #thats a shame im going to go read and finish a visual novel rn LKASJDFLKSADJASFH

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twinstarlovers · 1 year

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You know this is interesting.. my friend knows I’m sick right & she knows I cut my old friend off right & like she was like I’m probably sick because I’m going through withdrawals from her & the thing is I’ve cut her off before but this is actually the end for us & my soul actually feels it so it’s like.. yeah suffering rn lol. Maybe in a few years we’ll bump into each other. Maybe not. It just makes me sad that I won’t see her baby grow up. It doesn’t feel nice to see the baby randomly grown up. I wanna be there though it all but I mean… I can’t stay friends w her for a kid. But hmmm that’s interesting. I asked my tik tok tarot cards & they are saying the same thing. Keep in mind that I never get sick like ever. I was thinking it’s cus I’m so used to the cold that I’m getting sick cus it’s hot over here like the change in temperatures is hard to adjust to. I’ve been taking medicine & it’s not working. The ones I’m taking anyways. I wonder if it’s cus as I said it’s a soul thing & medicine can’t take that away like I have to wait this out. Also I think this is a test, me being sick cus this morning my grandpa was getting buried & I didn’t go. I was thinking if I should’ve gone but I was like nah. I would only be going to make others feel good & cus I feel like I have an obligation to be there. I would be self sabotaging cus I’m sick & I know I would not feel good being there. Plus I wanted to go as a way to say goodbye but that would mean I really don’t believe he’s eternal & that he will always communicate & be there w me. He has been so I have to believe that he always will. (The Hannah Montana song is playing 🥹🧸💕. This song reminds me of you now every time it comes on 💗 SIT BACK AND SAY TO MYSELF) but yeah I feel like shit cus I’m coming across as so selfish but I shouldn’t care what everyone thinks of me cus I know I care & I know where I stand w my grandpa & I don’t gotta prove it to anyone. I told my mom to tell my grandma I’m sorry I can’t be there & she was like that she understands which is good I guess. Idk. It feels right to be there for my family. That’s something I should be there for, that’s what makes me feel like shit but it’s fine I guess. I gotta put myself first cus im sick. Not only that, if I were to go I would ruin it for everyone cus I would be complaining that I’m sick & shit so it’s best that everyone gets to say goodbye in peace & not worry about me. I feel like ima live to regret not going but no… I have to move on. Omg I kinda am getting emotional but the moon is in cancer today so. I’m just imagining him getting buried, not being able to process he’s gone, saying goodbye but no… it’s an illusion. I gotta tell myself death is just an illusion. I still can’t process he’s gone tho, maybe cus I know he’s not so my soul can’t process it. When I got to my grandmas house, I started crying cus I could feel his absence. I’m never even there but that was the energy. The energy was strong. His sister was crying when we got there too so she probably felt the energy too. It felt like…. something is just missing… something that gave the house life is gone. You felt the absence intensely. I don’t know how but I did. He loved it here in El Salvador. It’s crazy cus I think last time I came, he took a picture of his moms grave & you see his shadow & now he got buried next to her. This whole situation on how he died is just so sad & fucked up. When you & I get together I’ll tell you everything but it’s quite a story. But sorry for saying so much lol. I need my account back lmao. I’ve felt my cousins absence before when he used to live at his old house too. He’s not dead but the family shunned him which considers him dead but I started crying in that moment too cus he’s what gave the house life. Idk how or why I feel these things. Yes I’m an empath but still. It’s actually really sad cus my grandma & grandpa grew up together & then they were together till now. They are both Taurus’s lol. They had my gift out here, the light w my grandpas face & shit :,) , everyone was like they loved it… to be continued

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ageofnations · 2 years

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When the Night is Over // jtk

Summary: You meet Jake at a local bar after attending one of his shows. The beautifully talented musician is much more bashful than he lets on.

(Short blurb based on this request by @welightthefire <3 Thanks so much, I hope you like it!)

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: alcohol (obviously lmao)

He wondered how his brothers could have so much energy after a performance as electric as the one they had just completed. It was the second to last night of the tour, a Friday night, and they all wanted to enjoy the bittersweet moments just a little longer. What was supposed to be sitting down for a “quick drink” turned into Sam’s and Josh’s voices reverberating against the walls of the karaoke bar.

Jake at least hoped Danny would be on his side and try to wrangle the two. He practically begged him to explain to them that “One more song” should actually mean only one more song, considering they had their last show the next night, but he was gravely disappointed. Danny was egging them on and recording videos of the pair with an amused smile.

Jake was exhausted. He was glad to have the rest of the night out, but he just couldn’t bring himself to be up and boisterous like the others. He sat at the end of the bar, drumming his fingers against the old-fashioned he had been sipping on all night.

You were at the bar with some friends after the concert, making the most of the weekend road trip with one another to see your favorite band. You saw them from the moment they stepped into the bar, and you especially couldn’t ignore the duet taking place on the mini-stage for karaoke nights. You saw Jake sit down, alone, at the bar as soon as he made it through the door, but you had to go through some major convincing to actually walk over to him.

“I think we have to at this point,” one of your friends had said. “It feels like it would be, I don’t know, bad luck if we didn’t at least get a picture.”

“He looks tired, though. What if he’s trying to relax after the concert?” You argued.

The other friend that accompanied you rolled her eyes at your hesitation. “Then they would go home, Y/N. He’s probably just trying to play it cool. Come on, it’s just a picture.”

And that was all it took, they had grabbed your wrists and practically dragged you along with them across the bar. You all were giggling like little schoolchildren, but yours was mainly to mask the nervousness flowing through your veins. You were excited, but as you grew closer and closer, the realization of it all was starting to sink in. You were about to meet one of your favorite musicians, if not your absolute favorite, of all time.

Which is exactly why they pushed you to the front at the very last second, causing you to basically stumble over yourself as you were feet away from Jake. He had his back to you, thankfully, but the commotion behind him made him turn his head slightly.

You shot a death glare to the group behind you before straightening up and putting on the friendliest, most confident smile ever.

“Hey, I am so sorry to bother you, but can we get a picture? We are huge fans,” you start. The excitement was threatening to swell into an overwhelming feeling of awe as he fully turned to face you, but you swallowed the bubbling emotions down.

His signature smile was infectious as he greeted you all. “Yeah, absolutely,” his low and husky tone did very little to calm you. You were well acquainted with how his voice sounded from all of the videos you had seen of him, but it felt much more sentimental now that he was talking to you specifically.

You grabbed your phone from your back pocket while one of your friends recruited a stranger to take a group picture. You asked if he was willing to take a picture with each of you individually, to which he agreed, and you silently prayed he wasn’t already too annoyed by you all.

You were the last to take a picture with him. It went by incredibly fast, but you tried to drink in every detail of the interaction as you could, afraid you’d miss something. He was leaning into you. His arm was wrapped tightly around your back to your waist, and his hand gripped your hip firmly. There was a distinct scent to him, and it was amplified by the lack of distance between you.

After the pictures were taken, he unwrapped from you, making you feel a slight chill where his arm had previously been placed. He reached out to give each of you a tight hug - once again leaving you to receive yours last - as you all showed your gratitude to his kindness. Once he pulled away, you heard the familiar notes of Light My Love over the speakers.

You all glanced to the stage to see Josh and Sam, still very much drunk, leaning against one another as they prepared for their next round of karaoke. You noticed Jake shake his head and let out a breath of a laugh. Your friends squealed and ran to get closer to the stage as if they were about to witness an encore of the concert you had just come from.

You weren’t too interested in seeing the two men mumble through the words of their own song, so you decided to stay in place and watch from afar.

“So are you guys from around here?” Jake asked. You were pleasantly surprised that he would still go out of his way to carry a conversation with a fan, but you assumed it was just to pass the time.

“No, we’re just in town to see you guys actually. You guys killed it by the way. Best concert experience I’ve ever had, seriously.”

“Yeah? Well, thank you,” Jake couldn’t bite back the smile from the compliment. He hadn’t felt too confident about the night’s performance, so hearing that someone had enjoyed it filled him with pride.

“What was that one riff? Was it new?”

Even though your question was vague, he knew exactly which "riff" you were talking about. It was an accident, a mistake that even made his twin glance over at him uncertainly. He tried to cover it up with some improv chords, but he didn’t want the rest of the crowd to know it was completely unintentional. “Yeah…” He lied, hoping his grin hid the falsehoods he was speaking. “Yeah, it was. You liked it?”

“Absolutely! If I don’t hear it on the next release, I’ll be quite upset with you guys.” You nudged his arm to poke fun at him.

He chuckled. “I can’t make any promises, but I’ll-” He glanced at his brothers swaying on stage before looking back at you. “I’ll see what I can do.”

He seemed much more bashful in person than you would have imagined. On stage, he was like a God. Confident without being too cocky. Approachable but still very intimidating. But right now, he just seemed like any other person that you could get along with. His eyes were softer as you looked into them, and his cheeks were glowing pink.

“Oh and the outfits!” You let yourself ramble. “Absolutely gorgeous. Yours are always my favorites, but this one absolutely took the cake.”

He scoffed and rolled his eyes playfully. “What do you want, an autograph or something?”

“No, I’m serious! You look amazing!” You giggle, soon realizing that you had referred to his present appearance rather than how he looked while performing. Freudian slip, you thought. You silently hoped that he didn’t hear it, or think about it too much. He probably hears that stuff all the time, right?

“Well thank you-” he paused, realizing he hadn’t even asked for your name.

“Y/N,” you held a hand out to him as a friendly introduction. He hesitated before shaking it. His hand was slightly clammy, and you thought you saw a slight quiver in it before interlocking with yours. He didn’t pull away immediately like you imagined he would, rather choosing to relish in the softness of your skin.

“It’s nice to meet you-”

“Y/N!” You heard one of your friends shout at you. The duo was approaching you swiftly, one more upright and conscious than the other. You could tell they were both considerably drunk, but one was leaning against the other, indicating it was time to go home.

“Looks like I’m back on duty,” you joked with Jake. “I should probably get them home.”

“Probably.”

“It was really nice meeting you. Thanks for the pictures and good conversation,” you said with a smile, which he returned.

As your friends approached, you situated them in front of you to keep a hand on their backs for stability. “I’ll see you at tomorrow’s show!” You called behind you to let your friends lead the way, making sure they didn’t get distracted on the trek outside.

He was a little breathless as he watched you leave the bar. He replayed every sound of your voice, every laugh you’d let out during the interaction. It wasn’t until the door closed behind you that he was able to respond.

“I hope to see you, too.”

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WHY do I want to write a Part 2 to this...anyways thanks for reading! Again, sorry for the delay! (update i did a part 2)

jake taglist: @fireandsaltydogs @teenagesublimefan @m1rkw00dpr1ncess @weightofdreamz @gretavanflowerpower @gretavancreep @joshkiszkas @streamsofstardust @kdarling1 @gretavanflipflop @stardustingold @tripthelight-fanfic @gmolszewski @loofypoofy @the-chaotic-cow @hippievanfleet @doodle417 @gretavanfleas @myownparadise96 @stardustdanny

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bestiesenpai · 3 years

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creampie w/ gojo and fushiguro

First off, a battalion?! That made me cackle, it truly did lmao not just one man is dying a whole BATTALION! Makes my man hating heart beat with joy. And then delicious nsfw? I’ve never heard it described that way but thank you very much lmao. Also femme reader

Megumi

It’s a secret he’s taking to the grave

He doesn’t tell a soul that he likes to watch creampie porn, see the sticky mess ooze out of the recipient because there’s just so much of it

Oh no, he’s not telling anyone!

You’ll never find out! Until the day he accidently leaves it open on his phone, and then, it’s all you two can seem to talk about

“I’m gonna fucking fill you up.” He’s panting, sweat on his brow, and his fingers have an iron grip on your hips as he thrusts into you. He’s been trying to hold off cumming for as long as possible, wanting this moment to never end.

“Fuck, ‘gumi!” You gasp. Megumi can’t take his eyes away from your bouncing tits and fucked out face, and when your walls flutter around him, he nearly collapses. A deep groan comes from his chest, and he grinds his hips against yours as he cums.

Panting and sweating, he barely moves and he can see his cum gushing out of you, your pussy unable to hold it all. Resting the tip of his leaking cock against your entrance, he almost wants to take a picture of your pussy like this, covered in his cum, but he doesn’t.

“We’re not done yet.” With his fingers, he pushes some of it back inside, and seeing it gush out again as he begins to finger you is enough to get his dick hard again.

Gojo

With Monsieur Satoru here, it’s no secret

He’s a bit of a deviant, so why would he keep it from you?

He’s always eager to make you drunk off his cum, and absolutely full of it

It’s a thought that’s always on his mind, really

“Shit, baby, you want my cum?” This isn’t the first time he’s asked this question this night, and he already knows the answer, but he needs to hear it from your lips.

“Yes, please!” With your nails digging into his back, you cry out when his fingers find your clit. It’s swollen and puffy from his onslaught, but all he wants is just one more orgasm from you.

“Better take it all, greedy slut.” His words are nearly overshadowed by your moans as you cum. Your pussy is like a vice grip around him, and your walls are milking him for all he has. Pushing his cock in as deep as he can, Gojo groans and a light tremor goes through him.

He doesn’t pull out until he’s well and soft, and he lets out another groan at seeing your pussy unable to hold all of his cum. Watching it ooze out, he runs a thumb over your slit and bites your lip.

“You’ll be full of my cum for days.”

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo x reader

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tartagilicious · 2 years

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i stayed there (our minds conjoined)

9:02pm ✧･ﾟ: i should've asked you questions, i should've asked you how to be, 'cause every scrap of you would be taken from me. what died didn't stay dead, you're alive in my head. all your closets of backlogged dreams, and now you left them all to me.

-> so, my demons won LMAO - this story's details to tie into a previous work, right where you left me , but it can be read stand-alone! happy new years to everyone, this is my gift to you <3 / cw: death of a loved one, heavy angst.

-> synopsis: despite your best efforts, sickness is inevitable. your time together after you'd arrived back in piltover had been short-lived, and after viktor's condition takes him from you, you are left with the heavy promises you'd made to a dying man. the locket around your neck, a treatment that you were unable to devise in time, everything you'd vowed to do in his death is a piece of the puzzle towards solidifying the dream you'd always shared -- a life in death, and a dedication to the person who had urged you on all your life.

you hadn’t left the labs in days.

a part of your subconscious begs your body to take you somewhere new, somewhere that signs of the man’s existence aren’t so ripe — but your inability to comprehend everything keeps you planted.

jayce had accompanied you the first few days after the tragedy, suggesting that you move his friend's belongings to the side while offering himself up to listen to your grievances.

and your old self would have jumped at the offer of getting everything applicable to your lover out of your sight. no progress can be made if you’re stuck in the past. the motto of piltover has come to mind several times in the last couple of days, but humans aren’t such simple creatures.

it just wasn’t what you wanted.

you didn’t want to forget. perhaps you could move on eventually, or maybe you might take the sadness of viktor’s passing to your own grave. but whether each of those futures come to pass, you want to mourn him correctly, in the way that he deserves.

though, you aren’t quite sure how to get to that step.

as you sit idly on a stool in the lab, your lips thin in apprehension. there has been an ever-present tightness stuck in your chest ever since jayce came rushing into the lab a few days ago, speaking so quickly you could barely understand him. yet, you can still perfectly recall the moment at which your stomach dropped.

it had always been beyond viktor's control, his sickness. no matter the roundabout ways he attempted to cure it, tried to treat it and heal it, nothing acted as he wanted it to -- as you wanted it to. you'd promised on the day you met again that you would do whatever it took to save him, and yet, not even your minds conjoined had been enough.

every day, you wonder if there is something out there that you missed. some detail or phenomena that would give you the key to saving your lover’s life. had you not returned to him from silco’s clutches, would he have found a solution on his own? would he have found a more competent partner to assist him?

but, you know he would never blame you for the lack of a treatment — viktor might even scold you for having such thoughts. though of course, he will never again be there to hoist you out of your worries again.

your bottom lip shakes with unshed tears as your mind and body turn to mush.

it is your fault. you’d had ample opportunity to research a cure for him. almost a year had passed since you first reunited again, but you had been so preoccupied with indulging in the time you'd missed to realise the gravity of your futile searches -- all you could do was let the failed experiments pile up, even as viktor’s condition began to worsen.

a shaking hand reaches up to grip the locket that hangs from your neck, though you still aren't used to its absence. it had always been an object of importance concerning the two of you, containing a crudely cut picture that dated back to the first working invention you’d created together. but, you can barely even muster a smile as the image of a boat between your tiny arms materialises in your head.

you were only children then, creating only to satisfy your curiosity about the world. it’s truly cruel to think about how he had gone out doing the very thing that had brought you together, desperation fuelling him until the very end.

although he had given the piece of jewellery back to you fairly easily when you’d reunited outside the council room, it still felt wrong to wear it on your person. for so long, it had been a sign of your bond from afar. of your promise to always find your way back to him, no matter the problems that chased you.

it’s the very reason you had chosen to leave it with him.

you had made up your mind to leave one last promise to viktor before he had passed on, tucked in the form of a tiny locket in his shaking palm.

“you—“

he had tried to stop you, to give the piece of jewellery back to you while you still sat in front of him. but you refused. viktor had always said it was a physical symbol of your will to return to him, so the last time he reminded you of its connection to you, you explained that its original purpose wouldn’t be so easily forsaken.

“we will meet again.” you had assured him quietly, a tight smile twisting your lips as he frowned. viktor’s physical condition had been among the first signs that his sickness was progressing, and its full effects were visible in his last days.

the golden eyes you loved drooped with exhaustion even as he offered you a smile. the breathing tube that assisted him beeped faintly in the background.

“but,” you said it quietly in an attempt to hold back your sadness, but it had always been a useless game. viktor dropped the locket into his lap just to take your hand, thumbing away your tears with careful precision. “i’m afraid you’ll have to wait a lot longer to give this back to me this time.”

he mumbled your name gently, a sigh leaving his bruised lips -- yet another sign of his quickly impending fate.

"you have always been too sentimental." viktor mused, gaze training on the necklace on his lap before it flitted back up to your face. the words he said were chastising, but the look that traced his features was lined with grief.

he squeezed your hand as tightly as his body would allow.

viktor looked you in the eye as he promised, "i will return it, but i will do so when i am healthy again. is this something you'd like to refute?"

"...i'm sorry." head dropping over your conjoined hands, you sobbed quietly even as he placed a warm palm on your head. "i'll keep working, vik. i won't let anything happen to you. i promise."

hesitantly, his hand slid down to cup your cheek, forcing you to meet his gaze. you knew what you must've looked like -- eyes rimmed with red, cheeks puffed, and lips forever downturned into a regretful frown. but viktor's gaze on you has never been judging.

you whispered. "i love you."

"i know." he breathed, "i know."

however, your bad luck must have followed you from the slums of the undercity, because there was no saving viktor once his subconscious began to slip. you still doubt there's another feeling like it, the crushing sensation that came over the room the moment you watched the light leaving his eyes.

everything in you wanted to look away, to spare yourself the sight. but you were stuck even as the hand that wasn't tucked in yours unfurled, revealing a familiar piece of jewellery pressed into his palm.

a hand flew over your mouth as you choked out a sob. the locket that sat tucked into his palm seemed to mock you, reminding you that the next time you meet, it would likely be in another plane of existence.

but for now, you're simply back in the lab -- alone and waiting for change, waiting for the off chance that your lover will walk through the door and assure you that everything had simply been a bad dream. only, the lack of jewellery on your neck is enough to remind you it will never happen.

because the locket had been buried alongside viktor after all. the chain was wrapped intricately around his palm, almost as if to imply that it would remain there forever —and so long as you are not in the plot next to him, you believe it will.

it has always been your dream to better the lives of the people in the undercity, a goal that viktor had breathed new life into the moment he'd met you on the river bank all that time ago.

had you told your younger self that the shy boy you had to fight words from would grow into the man you would do anything for, you would have laughed. but it's true, viktor will always be your motivation to go on, and the reason you do what you do.

all he had ever wanted was to be remembered for his contributions. and while you will certainly never forget him, the duty of seeing that no one else does has fallen to you -- and as long as you continue to work, a piece of him will live on.

because everything you work to create, everything you spend long nights trying to piece together, is a product of his ingenious executions in you. it was your promise to him from beyond the grave: that you would never let his dreams of a better world falter.

so, you throw yourself into work not long after the day of his burial passes. the first of your advancements, you decide, will be the treatment for his illness that you'd both worked so hard to map out. it isn’t hard to find the basis for such a goal, but most of the time, you assume you will be entirely on your own.

your days are spent experimenting -- waiting for certain solutions to ferment long enough for effects to be visible, or toying with the hextech magic in an attempt to mould it to the frequency you're trying to meet.

jayce had been gracious enough to spare some of his time to help you. as a councilman, his hours are often booked long before you can even think of requesting his assistance, but he is frequently the key in making advancements.

"you're working your brain too hard, it can't even see simple things." jayce says one day, a disapproving frown pulling his dignified expression down. "take a break. you won't be helping anyone in that state."

it was true — anyone looking at you might think you’d contracted the same illness viktor had. sighing, you slump in your stool and let your head fall upon your arms.

“even if i rest..” you trail off, raising a hand half heartedly. “what good will it do? it’s like my brain has been rewired, i can’t think about anything else anymore.”

jayce is silent at your profession for a few minutes.

“…he would’ve wanted you to keep yourself healthy.”

blinking, your expression deflates, and you’re suddenly glad that your face his hidden from jayce’s view.

“that’s not fair at all.” you mutter bitterly, clearing your face and pushing yourself up to side eye the hextech creator. “viktor wanted a lot of things, jayce.”

he shrugs, deftly changing the subject. “even so, this is something i want too. will you turn me down?”

you begrudgingly lay your head in your lap once again, only intending to shut your eyes until jayce has taken his guard-like eyes off of you. but, against your own wishes, you fall into a deep sleep rather quickly.

there has been an influx of nights like this, ever since viktor’s passing — a ceremony of refusal and the eventual process of giving in, even if it’s not of your own volition. it’s a ruthless cycle that only inflames the pain in your chest.

but eventually, your dedication finally pays off.

it’s a muggy day in the city of progress, a thin sheen of moisture covering every available surface. the waves lap eagerly at the riverbanks far below as you enter the lab for the day. the sounds have always been fairly noticeable, but perhaps the degree of your findings has spurred a more emotional reaction from the familiar waters.

you follow a regular routine — hanging your coat on a rack made from repurposed metal scraps, then cranking open a window to rid the room of any unpleasant scents that linger. occasionally, if you let yourself, you’ll take a look at some of viktor’s more unfinished gadgets. but, it’s a rare occurrence.

in this instance, you waste no time.

you’d been hopeful recently, spurred on by the small developments in your solution. you’d taken great care in combining piltover’s modern medicine with the hextech’s magic, and piece by piece, your work had begun to show.

your newest sample sits protected in a small glass enclosure, wherein the arcane invention’s modified form mingles with any bacteria from the undercity you’d deemed harmful. you’d collected it through various means; and though not every specimen you gathered over time was what you were looking for, you had gleaned more than enough in the end.

ironically, you were fairly confident that this round’s result would fail, just as every other one had. but the low expectations don’t keep you from stopping in your tracks once you notice the unusual absence of residual bacteria in the container.

your mouth opens and closes as you work to formulate an explanation. curious hands lift the box to find the engraved number on the bottom, proving that it is indeed the same sample you’d set out a few days before.

setting it down, you crouch to be eye level with the enclosure. truly, the surface is completely clear for all but the slight blue tint of hextech magic that remains. your lips thin as a possibility comes to mind:

have you finally succeeded?

over the next few days, you eagerly put the arcane solution through various tests. jayce is hardly available to give a hand, being largely MIA due to the duties imposed on him by the council. you don’t blame him, of course, but the nervous tick of your throat doesn’t stop, not as long as you’re not confident that your solution is perfect.

four days later, you’re leaning from an open window, thick breath visible in the winter air. there are a few more tests to conduct, a combination of routes to take until you’re absolutely sure – but you’re unable to think of any more applicable procedures. you’d already gone through testing different types of bacteria, even the niche category of temperature had been visited.

it’s in moments like these that you truly realise viktor is gone for good. in the past, it was always exceptionally easy to find yourself in a slump and expect your lover to be lingering around, more than willing to assist. the both of you would always find yourself in similar situations, looking for that other set of eyes that had served well for years.

jayce is hardly a suitable substitute.

it’s out of the question to take a breather, but there is a period where you can’t muster the energy to even enter the lab. you’re fairly sure that the solution is what you’re looking for, but being medicinal, there are still many steps you need to take before it can reach those who need it.

however, when the sixth and final solution holds strong, all of those variables seem to vanish.

angry-half red moons settle into the thinner layers of your skin as you clench your fists, but not even the pain is enough to keep your emotions at bay. your heart quickly swells and you aren’t sure of its nature – excitement, relief, and even anger breaks loose in the form of hot tears.

you had been a mere two months too late to save him. two months. viktor had lived a decent life, but such a short period of time is unfortunately menial in the grand scheme of things. if you had taken that time earlier, perhaps he would be standing next to you now.

a stray palm wipes furiously at your eyes, keeping your tears of regret at bay for as long as you can muster.

but, at the very least, if you cannot help him, you will see that others like him do not share the same fate.

when you are finally able to muster the composure necessary to contact jayce, he is gracious in his arrival. you had ceased contacting him for an extended period of time, mostly assuming that he’d be too busy otherwise, and also simply not requiring his help. maybe his eagerness to attend to you is what made him apologise so profusely.

though, when jayce finally simmers down, you show him what you’d been working on. there are around six samples that have since piled up, and even at a glance, they seem perfect. he sneaks a glance at you as you take a step forward.

“...i don’t understand, they’re empty.”

you can’t help a smile as your careful hand groups the samples. “yes, that’s exactly it.”

viktor may be physically gone, but in spirit, he will always be with you.

it's why, after months of careful research, you had tearfully noted his name on your very first patent -- just as stubbornly as he had once noted yours. because the arcane solution in front of you, it is as much his work as it was yours.

weeks later, after the arcane solution has been passed under the eyes of the council, it is patented as a working medicine. it is advertised as something to treat the side effects of illnesses caused by the pollution of the undercity, and while a plethora of potential symptoms exist, the medicine you’ve created seeks out the root – eliminating the biggest problems before they can extend.

and even if the world forgets, you will always remember the cause of so many relieved patients, of the thanks you’ve received from their lovers and friends. your treatment has saved many, though it is a bitter feeling.

“i’m sure you’ve caught wind of this already.” you stand loosely, noting the fresh headstone in front of you. you had created the solution to save lives, and yet, the stone is undeniable proof that you’d been unable to help the one person who needed it most.

viktor’s grave lies in a private area, a few mere turns away from the alcove he had grown up in. you are amongst the most frequent of visitors for obvious reasons, but for now, he is celebrated. it warms your heart to notice frequent people pointing, recognising the name engraved.

“but i did it.” you admit quietly, unable to look directly at the grave. it’s almost as if viktor’s own eyes watch you while you talk, his influence evident in the way the trees shake in the wind above you. “i told you i’d keep working.”

maybe fate has something planned for everyone. you dread to think that viktor’s death had been unavoidable, but the cruel truth is that you will never know otherwise. you are only capable of taking the next steps forward, stepping away from your grievances and moving with the times – in the current of the city of tomorrow.

#is this solution possible? definitely not. will it work in this story? absolutely #arcane #viktor #viktor x reader #arcane x reader #arcane fanfiction #viktor arcane #arcane viktor #viktor arcane x reader #arcane netflix #nah bc why am *I* crying i planned this

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[Bakugou + Todoroki] are in love with the anime character [Name].

A/N: Gender-neutral reader Crackish??

Bakugou Katsuki:

He’s sort of picky with the genre, be it fantasy, horror, shonen, but his favorite character has to be a super cool, super powerful one. No excuses.

You know, the type of anime character that’s probably introduced through a silhouette of them posing dramatically with their notorious group whose image is teased throughout the first few episodes/seasons.

He goes pretty hard for All Might, and he’s definitely the same for your character.

Reads the manga (but he buys it super secretly, like in a hoodie at night and the cashier probably thinks that they’re being robbed until he brings the entire [Series] collection to the register). Watches the anime the moment it’s broadcasted, reads metas and watches youtube videos that talk about conspiracies/analyses of your character.

NO ONE CAN KNOW THOUGH.

He’s taking his anime phase to the grave.

For some reason gets super aggressive when you’re being flirty or being shipped with another character?? He hates all the scenes that tease any potential romance between you and other characters. asdfgj He’s like, “No one is good enough for [Name]!!! Except for me.”

He even tries to think up ways he can legitimately square up with them LMAO. Like he wonders how he could defeat your potential S/Os in a fight but y’all are like ,,, anime characters SO WHY DOES IT EVEN MATTER LOL

“Three-sword style?? Tch, I’d fucking blow that bastard to bits.”

“Who’s this Gaara of the Sand looking ass and why is the author getting so bold.”

He even tries to think of how well your abilities match up with his own Quirk, this dork.

THE LENGTHS HE WOULD GO FOR YOU.

If you were a real life person and your dislikes are lets say spicy food or loud, overbearing people, Bakugou would be like, “Tch I’m right, they’re wrong. Shut the fuck up!!!” But if his ultimate wifu/husbando has those dislikes he would be like, “Omg...😳😳 opposites attract...👉👈”

He honestly tries to be a low-key fan (as in, not be a fan at all to outsiders), but if one day during class Kaminari ends up saying that in [Series], you’re the weakest character in your group/squad, Bakugou would get super angry.

“Hey, Dunceface!! It’s so fucking obvious that you’re an anime-only fake fan, so don’t talk as if you know shit!”

Bakugou is those “um actually” ;; fans

Bakugou is a manga reader, so by the time your introduction scene or Ultimate Attack scene is being aired he becomes super OOC. He’s hyped for it for days, incredibly nervous at how the animators handle the scene.

By the time he watches it??

THE ANIMATION!! THE VOICE ACTING!! YOUR COOLNESS!!! PLS ORA ORA HIM IN THE CHEST!! HE’S BEGGING YOU! IF YOU’RE GOING TO UNISON RAID WITH ANYONE PLS LET IT BE HIM!!

He’s legitimately sweating buckets by the time the episode is over. A whole-ass fire hazard.

Probably knows how to play your character theme on the drums.

Omg but if your character dies/is hinted toward dying/or the most recent chapters ends with a cliffhanger where you’re fatally injured he will become legitimately depressed.

Like holes himself in his dorm room for a whole day without contacting anyone and with the blinds drawn type of depressed.

When he comes to class the next day with eye-bags and is slouching and his classmates think that something horrible has happened, it’s probably only Izuku who knows what’s going on.

He’ll say, “You’re upset about the most recent chapter of [Series], right? I know it must be hard for you right now.” He’ll give Bakugou an officially licensed rubber strap of your character and Bakugou will just ;; cradle it in his hands softly.

In complete seriousness, your character is probably someone who is strong physically, but publicly rallies for things like, “Failure is fine.” Your character arc would probably explore what it’s like being not good enough or feeling constantly disappointed, so he feels comfort in your character.

Todoroki Shoto:

In comparison to Bakugou, he’s probably a more low-key fan unintentionally, but goes just as hard.

Buys all of the merch, limited-edition or not, has your picture set as his phone lockscreen and homescreen, has a little acrylic charm of you on his phone, follows several fanartists that draw your character on social media. He buys enough merch that his room looks like a glorified shrine.

It’s canon that he reads manga, but I headcanon that he’s even less picky with his genres and willingly reads things like slice-of-life or shojo all the way to shonen or adult fantasy, so your anime could come from any possible story.

Your character is probably someone who is sweet and kind but has a traumatic character backstory.

He probably ends up thinking stuff like, “If [Name] was with me, I would never let them get treated like that.” asdhj he’s a dork too.

Unironically dramatically quotes you during battle and thinks that it’s still badass because he’s a teenage boy in his anime phase.

Doesn’t get into debates with people who don’t like your character. He’s like, “Everyone is entitled to their own opinion :)) even though they’re wrong. >:(.”

If you’re from a sports/competition anime he’ll try to learn all of the rules, and even try it out for himself (if it’s not fighting) but he finds out that he’s... not very good at it. That doesn’t make him any less amazed though!

If your character is from a different culture with different customs and traditions, he’ll even learn more about them outside of your anime!

Forces his siblings to watch the anime with him. They don’t necessarily have to, but the Todoroki household has one big TV and he hogs it all the time watching your anime over and over.

Natsuo is begging him to watch something else and Shoto will just pout angrily from the other side of the couch.( ￣＾￣)

It’s so jarring because he doesn't look or appear like a hardcore anime fan, but sometimes he’ll just butt into conversations randomly and talk about you.

Like you know those tumblr Naruto posts that talk about it as if it’s some sort of Renaissance literature. That’s Todoroki.

[”Man, they’re so hot--!”

“You want to see someone hot?” Todoroki asks with a perfectly straight face, and he’ll just... turn his phone around and show them a picture of an anime character.]

When his dad tries to set him up with someone else: “You think they’re my type? Do they watch [Series]? Do they know what true friendship is?? Do they understand pining and love the way [Name] does?”

Endeavor: who the FUCK is [Name].

Gets into fanfiction because of your character and series. He’ll just be reading on his phone during break times at school and everyone thinks that he’s being so well-read but he’s just reading pure smut with a straight face.

Doesn’t mind when you’re shipped with other characters necessarily but he is super picky. If your character is hinted toward a potential romance with another character that’s pretty crass and doesn’t necessarily treat you well but you’re sticking together through the power of friendship, he won’t ship it.

He’s just like “[Name] would be so much happier with someone else like me.” :////

And if your character goes through something traumatic or terrible during the series he’ll be so sad, like soooo sad. :((( Deku would probably be comforting him on the couch in the common room and everyone is concerned because he looks like he’s mourning a lost pet, but it turns out to be over some anime character pshhhsdfh.

Deku would just be patting his shoulder trying to console him and Todoroki’s just sitting there with a big frown on his face going, [“But they’ve been through so much throughout the anime already...”

“I know, Todoroki-kun, I know...”

“The author can’t do that to them... It’s just not fair.”

“I get it,” Midoriya says mournfully.]

Plot twist: They like the same anime character

They’ll probably find out when they have to retake the license exam together.

Todoroki will just take his phone out during off times and Bakugou’s eyes looks over because it’s drawn by the noise but then his head just snaps to the side when he realizes its a little charm of you, like, he’s going to get whiplash from that.

“What the -- is that [Surname] [Name]?!”

Like they have never really hung out together before this, so when they both first realize that their favorite character of all time is [Name] they’re left ,, just standing there ,,, pointing at each other like the spiderman meme.

At first they’re both inwardly excited because FINALLY someone cultured and with taste. They spend the entire time talking about your stats, your attacks, your post-timeskip character design, and your personality, and then they delve a little bit deeper and then they realize ,,, oh.

Bakugou says that you don’t belong with the dumb protagonist, you should be shipped with someone strong, confident and loud, but Todoroki is like noooooo they deserve to be with someone that treats them gently.

They connect the dots.

[“Bakugou, you aren’t compatible with [Name]. It says so in their trivia page.”

“Says you! They won’t want some bland-ass pretty boy! They would want a real man!”]

They’re such fanboys ;;; they do realize that you aren’t real, right asdfghj?

One day Kaminari and Sero separately invite them to an anime convention, but they both say no and that they have plans or “something better to do” that day.

Then Bakugou and Todoroki both turn up to the convention at the same place because they both reach for the last limited edition [Name] figure and they just stare at each other wide-eyed (ʘoʘ╬) like that.

They start verbally fighting each other over the last figure and then physically fighting each other andddd then they get kicked out of the convention.

Izuku ends up swooping in and getting the last box.

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