#this is kind of a rambling response to this but everyone should be listening to leonard cohen i am no longer asking i am demanding

[leonardcohenofficial]

How and when did you first listen to Leonard Cohen?

having been into folk music for as long as i can remember i always had an awareness of who leonard cohen was but didn't know much of his music besides "hallelujah," which as a person born in the late nineties i associated much more with john cale and rufus wainwright's covers because of its inclusion on the shrek soundtrack lmao; i got into his music properly in undergrad and really have come to gain more appreciation for him and his work, both literary and musical, over the past five years or so; his music (in conversation with the work of other jewish songwriters in the sixties) also makes up a fair part of my research for one of my dissertation chapters, so my relationship to his work is also now included in my academic life. i also just think he was/is/remains a genius songwriter and storyteller, and would put him and joni mitchell as the two best singer songwriters of the twentieth century full stop

#leonard cohen #unironicposadist #this is kind of a rambling response to this but everyone should be listening to leonard cohen i am no longer asking i am demanding #(the third point of the best singer songwriter trifecta is for better or worse bob dylan but that's a separate convo)

[twstwinnie]

Oh gosh I just stumbled on your writings your writing is so nice!, and I loved in a relationship with jamil and floyd they were so good 😭,im sorry if your getting a buncha these now may I request in a relationship with azul if thats ok?

✎ With You ~ Azul Ashengrotto

summary: the highly requested in a relationship with Azul! usual three categories! crushing, confession, and dating!

tags: hurt/comfort, fluff, mutual pining, gn! reader

a/n: I adore azul— this just took me forever bc of writer’s block! but!! here he is! i’ll probably spin a wheel for who I do next, but if you’re curious, the current requested are: jack, epel, sebek, kalim, riddle, jade, and vil! so if you were looking out for them, they’re coming soon! also, i‘ve been considering making a tag list, so yeah! anyway, enjoy azul!! — winnie <3

✎ starry - eyed !

» Azul is the type to vehemently deny any feelings he may have towards you. When you first met, he assumed that his interest in you was nothing more than seeing you as a potential business prospect. He kept a close eye on you, but as time went on, his excuses became feeble in the face of what he felt.

» He’d keep insisting that your meetups are “business research,” even going as far as taking notes after every meeting in hopes to convince himself that that’s all it was. However, as time goes on, he finds that he doesn’t even think about finances or his business when he’s with you. He becomes entirely invested in conversations with you and the happenings of your life.

» Upon realizing that he isn’t doing the “research” he foolishly told himself he was doing, his avoidant tactics only increase in strength. He didn’t like you— he couldn’t.

» He wants to convince himself that it’s bad business to get emotionally involved— that there’s no room for romance in his world, but deep down, he knows it’s all an excuse. Truth be told, Azul is terrified at the prospect of liking you.

» With his history of bullying, Azul doesn’t have much of a positive self-image. The people close to him know that his confidence is fragile, and the bravado he hides behind is built on a foundation of power. However, when it comes to the romance world, Azul is playing on an even field with everyone else that may like you.

» In such a world, Azul fears that he has nothing to offer you.

» You’re kind and generous in a way no one else is. Azul’s underhanded tactics aren’t a suitable offering for you. And if power and money doesn’t appeal to you— what then? What can Azul possibly offer to you? What did he have that made him the most suitable option out of the countless people vying for your hand?

» Nothing. That’s what. That’s why Azul cannot like you. Because if he did, it’d be futile.

» There is no contract. He’d be giving his whole heart to you with no guarantee that you’d give anything in return. He’d leave himself vulnerable to being positively crushed by rejection. He could handle losing in business— such losses came with the field, but in love? Tell him— what proven strategies can be put in place to prevent pain or heartbreak? What insurance is there when your heart is tattered with the pain of rejection?

» There is none, and Azul knows this for certain. However, as time goes on, he finds himself unable to deny his feelings any longer as he spends more time with you.

» You happily listen to his business ramblings, propose event ideas for the Lounge, and you’ve even mastered the art of reigning in the Leech Twins. You fit in so perfectly into his life, but that only terrifies him more. He finds himself scared of losing you, but unable to commit himself to the idea of being infatuated by you.

» In response to this standstill, he draws away from you. This way, he becomes used to your absence instead of your presence. Then, should you learn of his feelings, the rejection won’t feel as harsh.

» What he doesn’t anticipate, however, is that you take notice. You recognize this behavior almost immediately. Not only that, you call him out on it.

» “Azul, why are you avoiding me?” you ask as you walk into the VIP room. Azul pauses, surprised at your sudden presence.

» “I— well… What gave you such an idea?” he questions, attempting to play oblivious. You roll your eyes.

» “Ashengrotto. I know you better than most. I can see through that farce of yours. I’m not mad or anything, I’m just worried,” you say as you sit in front of him. “Is it the lounge? Studying? Do you need my help with something?”

» The gentleness in your tone warms his heart. His face flushes red involuntarily. “What would you want in return?” he questions. You laugh.

» “This again? Nothing, Azul. I just want to help you because I like seeing you happy. So? Did something happen?” you ask, tilting your head curiously. Azul looks away, biting back a fond smile.

» He supposes that, if you’re offering, he might as well get clarification on his situation. Of course, he does so without telling you it’s about you.

» After he explains everything, you hum a bit.

» “Well, why are you so hung up on what you bring to the table?” you inquire. Azul halts.

» “Pardon?” Azul tilts his head.

» “Well, what I mean is that a relationship isn’t transactional, y’know? It’s not about if you can bring ‘power’ or ‘money’ to a relationship. In fact, I’d say that that’s useless,” you insist. Azul hums.

» “Then, what do you suppose is the most important quality?” he asks.

» You smile softly. “Aside from being a decent person? Whether or not the person you like likes you back. I know you don’t like things being out of your control, but that’s the truth. I mean— you like this person because you simply enjoy their company, right? Not because they bring anything to you,” you explain. Azul nods.

» “That… is correct,” he mumbles.

» “Exactly. So, who’s to say it’s any different for them? If they like your company, that’s more than enough. They won’t need power, fame, money, or any of that. In a relationship, you and your effort are enough, Azul.”

» Azul’s eyes go wide as you explain that to him. While yes, it’s a simple concept, it’s something an over thinker like him easily forgets. He can’t help but smile softly and thank you for your advice.

» It’s then and there that he decides he must confess to you. Not only did he already like you, but the way you approached his problem with a level head and a kind demeanor only solidified to him that you completed him. When he approached a situation with logic, you reminded him that sometimes, it was better to be emotional. And when he got too emotional, you grounded him with logic. Above all else, though, you support him through so much.

» And Azul is nothing if not competitive. He refused to lose to someone else. He had to show initiative and confess to you first. If he does, you’d know how serious he is about you.

» With that, he quickly starts drafting up a few ideas.

✎ say the words !

» In the journey to come up with the perfect confession to win your affections, Azul faces many obstacles. The biggest one being his competition.

» Azul tasked Jade and Floyd to keep tabs on people who also sought your companionship. This resulted in the knowledge that, apparently, you were getting confessed to on a near weekly basis. Jade mentioned a few names, but they were all faceless students that he didn’t quite remember.

» While Floyd, with a strangely giddy expression, would always report that you rejected the potential suitor, Azul still became nervous. Would the next confession be a rejection, or would you accept? How would his confession stand out amid so many others? Were you even interested in romance, or did you already have someone else in mind?

» Eventually, Azul decides that collaboration is the best way to go about it. Attempting to find an idea himself is like talking into an echo chamber— it results in no progress. Initially, he turns to the twins for assistance, but they both give him eerie smiles. Instead of helping, they insist that it’s “fun to watch him figure things out,” thus denying any assistance.

» Azul knows he won’t be able to convince them otherwise, so he seeks help elsewhere. He considers a few options: Jamil, Riddle, and Ruggie, but ultimately decides that those are people he’d rather not be open and vulnerable with. Eventually, he settles on discussing the matter with Idia during their club hours. While he was certain the other lacked romantic knowledge, he at least knew that he’d receive brutal honesty in regards to the situation.

» “Idia. I have an inquiry regarding a personal matter,” Azul starts. Idia narrows his eyes at him.

» “Uh… I have no interest in your shady dealings,” he mumbles. Azul huffs.

» “It has nothing to do with my perfectly sound business practices!” Azul shakes his head. “Actually, it has to do with romance.”

» “Huh?! Romance?! Whaaat… so even a shady antagonist can have a heart,” Idia mumbles before continuing. “Uhhh my knowledge doesn’t extend beyond video games. Why bother asking me?”

» “Because I know you’ll be impartial. Anyway, I have a… friend that I’m rather fond of,” Azul starts, but Idia quickly cuts him off.

» “Not to ruin your moment, but I know who you’re talking about. You’ve got low-tier stealth stats. It’s obvious you like them,” Idia mentions with a sigh. “I mean, they’re oblivious to it, but still. I’m guessing you want some s-rank confession to woo them?”

» Azul pauses, shutting his mouth and huffing. “Yes, I want to… ‘woo’ them. I have no idea how, though. I’ve drafted countless ideas, but all of them seem plain. During lunch hardly seems romantic, and the beach seems cliche. I’m at a loss,” Azul admits. Idia stares at him for a few moments.

» “Please tell me this is some weird joke. Are you being real right now?” Idia deadpans.

» “What? I’m hardly joking! I’m truly at a loss. Why else would I request assistance?” Azul mutters. Idia groans.

» “This is like grinding hours for a total OP secret weapon, then not even using it in the final battle,” Idia mumbles. “You have your glitzy lounge, right? Close it for a day and confess there. Seriously, I’m a newbie in romance and I could even think of that.”

» Azul goes silent as he thinks about it. He’d always viewed the Monstro Lounge as nothing more than a business prospect. Though, the atmosphere was certainly ideal. He made sure of it himself. You did quite enjoy studying there, too.

» Azul let out a long sigh. It was so obvious that he almost wanted to slap himself for not seeing it sooner.

» “That is a great idea, Idia. Thank you. I’ll close it down early Friday night, then. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have many preparations to make. And a lifetime of embarrassment to work through for not realizing such a simple solution,” Azul insists, quickly leaving the club room.

» With that, his plan is in motion. Jade and Floyd, while not willing to help him previously, are now willing to help put his plan into motion. They ensure that the Lounge is fully closed that night and pass on the invitation to you. Floyd cooks a specialized menu Azul put together, and Jade helps decorate for the occasion.

» After everything is ready, Azul awaits your arrival nervously. Floyd and Jade keep him company, though mostly tease him for being so clearly anxious.

» “Azul. At this rate, I’m afraid you’ll break the seat with how tightly you’re gripping it,” Jade mentions. Azul straightens, pulling his hands away from the chair he’d been leaning on.

» “Eh? To be fair his nervousness could be faaaaar worse. Imagine if we told him what we saw earlier~” Floyd teases. Azul tenses.

» “Oya, Floyd. We said we wouldn’t mention that to him. Now look at him. He’s even more fearful than before.” Jade smiles simply. Floyd laughs a bit.

» “Ah, well. Too late~ You know, they got confessed to earlier. It was another random bottom feeder, but~ figured it’d be better that you knew,” Floyd sings, smirking. Jade chuckles.

» “It shouldn’t be an issue. I’m certain,” Jade says. Before Azul can pry for details, footsteps echo through the lounge. “Oh? Seems our guest of honor is here. Good luck, Azul.”

» With that, Jade leaves, Floyd following him out. Azul lets out a shaky sigh and turns to face you, putting on his usual expression as you walk over, eyes wide as you take in the decor. Dainty lights were strung overhead and gentle flowers decorated the tables.

» “Wow, this is pretty. I knew you were closing early today, but I had no idea it was for this. What’s the occasion?” you ask with a bright grin. Azul smiles, pulling out your chair for you.

» “There’s no occasion. It’s simply a gift to you,” Azul states, seating himself after you. You give him a teasing smirk.

» “What’s this? Azul Ashengrotto giving me a gift with no strings attached? Color me surprised~” you hum. Azul blushes and rolls his eyes playfully.

» “You're speaking as if this is a one-time occasion. I’ve gifted you plenty in the past, you know. Or have you forgotten my generosity already?” Azul asks, faking a pout. You laugh gently.

» “Of course I haven’t forgotten. I could never forget the generosity and kindness that rivals that of the Sea Witch. I dunno… I guess it almost makes me feel special!” you mention. Azul pauses for a moment before looking at you.

» “It’s because you are special,” he blurts out suddenly. Your eyes widen and you go speechless. For a moment, the silence weighs heavy between you both before he clears his throat.

» “Forgive me… I know you’ve already leant your ear to another for a confession today, but could you listen to one more?” Azul asks softly, vulnerability lacing his tone. You wordlessly nod, keeping your eyes on him. Azul shifts a bit under your gaze but persists.

» “I’ve felt this strong affinity for you for quite some time now. At first, I thought it was just a mutually beneficial friendship, but then… I realized it was more than that. I tried to distance myself out of fear, but you managed to stop me before I could get far. You’ve always been good at recognizing when something’s troubling me.” Azul gives you a fond smile before continuing.

» “You reminded me that relationships don’t need to be transactional. That I’m enough. I greatly enjoy your company. I know you don’t want my money or my power, but it feels wrong to confess empty-handed. So, instead, in this verbal contract, I’d like to offer you two things.

» “First, a promise. I promise to do all in my power to make you happy, and to be a suitable partner. But more importantly, I’d like to offer you my heart. I cherish you more than any other. All I ask for in return… is an answer. Will you accept my confession, and the terms of my verbal contract?” Azul looks at you with bated breath. The air is tense and you don’t say a word, but soon, a few tears slip down your cheeks. Azul’s eyes widen and he rushes to your side.

» Before he can inquire about your well-being, you wrap your arms tightly around him, nuzzling your face in his neck.

» “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for that? Great Seven, I’ve rejected so many people just hoping that you might eventually say something. Yes. Of course I’ll accept. I’d love to be with you, Azul,” you express happily. Azul lets out a relieved sigh, embracing you and reveling in the feeling.

» “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. You have my sincerest apologies,” Azul mumbles. You shake your head, pulling back to smile at him.

» “You’ll always be worth the wait, Azul.”

✎ at last , with you !

» Unsurprisingly, given that they were eavesdropping the entire time, the Leech twins are the first to learn about you and Azul’s relationship. Now that you two are together, they reveal that they’ve known the feeling was mutual the entire time.

» Azul gapes at them, angrily asking why they hadn’t said anything sooner. Naturally, they respond that it’s far more interesting to let these things play out without interference. As irritated as he is at the notion, Azul feels grateful. He feels much more sound in his decision since he had time to truly think it over.

» However, that brings up more curious questions to him. How long have you liked him? Who else knew of your feelings? Was he the only one kept in the dark?

» With a laugh, you express that you’ve liked him for quite some time now. This shocks Azul beyond words, but it also makes him feel elated and secure in his relationship with you. He can’t help but feel just a tad cocky. All of these people were confessing to you, yet you still chose him? It’s quite the phenomenon!

» Of course, as usual, you insist that he’s the phenomenal one. You waited for him because you loved him, and that’s a fact he should never doubt. Azul knows it’ll be a struggle to get past his insecurities fully, but when he’s with you, it feels like that goal is far more manageable.

» As your relationship develops, you two eventually find a nice balance. Azul is still running a business in tandem with his studies, so he gets incredibly busy, but you have your own obligations, too. You’d think that you’d have no time to spend together, but Azul goes out of his way to make time for you.

» Whether you’re silently reading in his office while he works, or he’s going over paperwork in your room while you’re studying, you two always find ways to spend time together. Even if it’s just being together in silence while you’re both working, Azul feels at home. Being in your presence is enough to soothe him.

» However, every so often, your schedules align and you’re able to go on a proper date together. Azul plans these as far in advance as he possibly can. The moment he notices that your free time lines up, he’s planning a proper date with you.

» Azul is (secretly) a hopeless romantic, so he adores having romantic dates with you. When caught up in a cold world filled with emotionless business decisions, it feels nice for him to be able to step away into the warmth of your company. So, his dates reflect that accordingly. Whether it be a private dinner or a stroll beneath the stars, he makes sure every date is one to remember.

» You allow Azul to be himself when he’s with you. He isn’t trying to run a business, make deals, or keep his grades up. There is no facade for him to upkeep when with you. He’s the same, sensitive octomer that he's always been ever since he was young.

» At first, Azul is still weary of being vulnerable around you. After all, you’re his beloved partner! He can’t stand to show a shameless side of himself to you. He wants you to think highly of him. He wants to show you his best. He can’t imagine what you might think of him if he were to show you that younger, weaker side of himself, let alone his merform!

» This all changes after his overblot, though. You easily notice the build-up of stress and the increase in contracts, given that you’re always by Azul’s side. In the beginning, you turn a blind eye to it all, but once your friends get involved, it’s hard for you to play clueless much longer.

» You assist in the plan to take him down, fully expecting Azul to hate you for it. Azul expects much of the same. He took things too far, and he hurt you. When you tried to get him to stop on your own, he didn’t listen. Instead, he pushed himself beyond what he was capable of and showcased the ugliest parts of himself to you.

» When he wakes up, you expect him to be angry. Instead, you’re met with a look of sorrowful shame. Azul can’t meet your gaze, face flushed red and eyes glossy with tears.

» “I-I’m sorry… I’ve shown you something so unsightly and I nearly hurt you,” he mumbles. He mentally braces himself for the breakup— for you to turn away and leave him behind. The worst part about it? He’s powerless to stop you. He’s lost all of his contracts, but he doesn’t care about that anymore if it means losing you, too.

» However, he’s surprised to find that you don’t leave. You let out a relieved sigh, smiling at him warmly.

» “Azul. I’m hurt that you went that far, but I’m more hurt that you didn’t tell me you were struggling so much. I love you. All parts of you. You didn’t show me anything strange. In fact, I’m glad I saw everything,” you explain gently, leaning your head against his.

» Azul regards you with a fragile expression, eyes wide. “You… aren’t leaving? Why? Why stay?” Azul questions. You hum gently, running your fingers through his hair.

» “Because one mistake doesn’t define who you are as a person. You’re still my Azul, even with your past, present, and future mistakes. I love you as is, good and bad. I’m just glad you’re okay,” you mumble. Finally, in such an intimate moment, Azul fully lets his guard down and allows tears to slip.

» “I thought I lost you, too. I don’t care for those petty contracts if it means you’ll no longer love me,” Azul’s voice cracks as he speaks. You gently wipe his tears away, smiling as you pepper his face with gentle kisses.

» “You could never lose me, Azul. My heart is yours. Nothing will change that. Now, come on. You still need to heal, so rest. I’ll be here when you awaken again.”

» Throughout his recovery, you remain dutifully by Azul’s side. He feels incredibly grateful to you for it. You saw the things he tried so hard to erase and accepted him in his entirety. His true form, his pain, his past— none of it phased you. If anything, it gave you a better understanding of him.

» Azul gradually returns to his usual, slightly arrogant self, but you can see the change clear as day. He still uses his usual dealings and business practices, but he no longer uses it as a means of coping with his perceived weakness. Instead, when he does feel that lingering doubt, he turns to you for support.

» And when he’s resting in your arms after a hard day of managing the lounge, he knows that he has no need to hoard power for the sake of protecting himself.

» After all, his heart is in the most capable hands possible.

» He’s yours. And that’s all he’ll ever need.

— fin.

#twisted wonderland fanfiction #twisted wonderland x reader #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twst #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland fanfic #twisted wonderland #twst azul #twst azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto headcanons #winnie-writes #winnie-wishes

[animementrash]

AOT Veterans red flags Pt.1

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Hange Zoe

Tags: headcanons, implied established relationship, annoying things I think they would do, they/them pronouns for Hange <3

A/N: Listen, I don't know about you but I can't enjoy anything without trying to find something bad about it No wonder why I've been in therapy for 4 years, so this is me trying to find annoying things they would do when in a relationship. I will also post the cute/nice things version soon, so don't worry! :p

Levi Ackerman:

Will snap at you when mad. Even if you manage to get him to date you and even if he really loves you, when he’s mad, he doesn’t make exceptions on anyone and will most likely snap at you if you’re nearby or if you’re the reason he’s upset.

Will give you the cold shoulder after arguing. He may be a strong and composed man but most definitely lacks of some emotional intelligence so if you have a fight his first response is to back out and ignore you until he’s sorted his mind. It may be hours, days or even weeks until he starts reaching out to you normally.

Will never admit he’s wrong. Following with the arguing theme, if you guys are fighting about something he is wrong about, he will rather leave you talking to yourself than to admit he’s wrong. He may reach out to you and admit it afterwards but will never do it at the moment you’re arguing.

Will expect you to adapt to his lifestyle and not the other way around. He’s been very independent since a young age and his lifestyle is ruled by very specific ideals and schedules, which means he will most likely expect you to understand and adapt to said rhythm instead of asking for your way of doing things or even try to adapt to yours.

Will not “get out of his shell” for you. He’s a very reserved, quiet and simple man; no, he will not eventually start to like going out and meeting new people and no he will not suddenly change his attitude to be a friendly sunshine just because you’re like that or you want him to be like that. He is who he is and will not change for anyone, take it or leave it.

If he must choose between Erwin or you, he will choose Erwin. This isn’t even a question for him, and it’s not even an Eruri kind of thing, it’s just that for the most part of his life his only reason to keep going has been Erwin’s ideals, the only constant in his life has been Erwin and for him to choose something or someone else above that is almost impossible.

Will not like the things you like just to make you happy. If you like drinking coffee instead of tea it’s alright for him, but don’t expect him to start liking it too just because you offered him a cup. Also, if you are a social person and love to go out and befriend everyone, he will not stop you but won’t go out of his way to be friendly either.

Will most likely ignore you if he gets too overwhelmed. He will not do it on purpose or without a warning but if he’s tired and you keep on rambling about something that may not necessarily be interesting to him, he won’t hesitate on asking you to stop talking or to let you know he’s not interested.

Erwin Smith:

King of gaslighting. Erwin is such a great strategist, he’s smart and analytical, of course he will find a way to make you believe you were wrong when arguing even if he’s actually the one who messed up.

Will neglect the relationship more than expected. Whether you’re dating or married, you really should understand the role he plays inside the walls. He is the Commander of the scouting legion and will almost always be drowning in work, he may not like to do it but will sometimes put aside your relationship for the sake of his job, even if this makes you upset.

Won’t tolerate too much bs. Another practical man who’s been alone most of his life and already has everything figured out the way it works for him. If he dates you and you start to try to change his way of living or his routines, he will break the relationship without hesitation. He needs someone as mature and practical as him who will understand him without fussing about trivial things.

Will flirt and court other ladies if needed. I previously posted a HC about Erwin knowing he’s handsome and using that to his advantage sometimes and I firmly believe he would keep doing so even after he is in a relationship, he may not go all the way and cheat on you for the sake of the scouts but will probably accept an invitation to dinner or a flirty kiss on the cheek if he knows that can be beneficial to the legion. He isn’t trying to make you jealous or upset you, but don’t expect him to pass on an opportunity if the time is right.

King of mansplaining. He does not do it on purpose, I promise. But very often he will explain the most basic thing to you as if you were a toddler who just learned how to talk. He will also use that slow and condescending voice when explaining things that makes your blood boil.

Is a very jealous partner. Yes, he may flirt with a lady on a ball but that’s just because it’s for the sake of the scouts; your sweet greeting to that seller at the market isn’t saving the world so why do you need to greet him in such way?

Will leave to expeditions without saying goodbye. This behavior may appear only the first two or three times after you get together, this man is afraid of dying outside the walls and leave you waiting for him forever, so what does his smart yet dumb brain tells him to do? Leave without saying goodbye. that way if he does come back, he can always apologize and if he doesn’t, well, hopefully you’re too mad at him to notice he didn’t make it back home this time.

Hange Zoe:

Will prioritize their projects above anything. And yes, that includes you. If you’re expecting them to push everything away and come running to you just because they’ve been secluded in that office for too long, think again. Because they won’t.

Does not understand boundaries at all. Oh, you’re sleeping after a tiring shift? Don’t care, come look at this cool rock I found. Do you have an irrational fear of titans? Close your eyes, I will show you something so cool you will forget you fear them! (They will take you to see a real titan up close).

Will look down at you if you don’t understand them. They will constantly ramble about things that sometimes may be too complicated to understand, and if you dare to tell them that, they will stop talking and go find “someone who’s smart enough to understand”.

Hygiene isn’t their priority. They will run and hug you even if they just came back from training and they’re sweaty and smelly. Your clothes will never be clean again because they will randomly wipe their hands on whatever surface is near and, sadly for you, that will be you most of the time. “No, I don’t need to shower just yet, I did it a few days ago”

Will zone out when you’re talking. This isn’t necessarily their fault; they are just so invested on that new formation they suggested for the next expedition and can’t stop thinking about it that your childhood story about that bruise isn’t worth the time.

Will steal food from your plate without asking. “Sorry, I didn’t realize you were saving that piece of meat as your last bite, it seemed so delicious that I thought I’d take it before it went cold”.  “What do you mean it’s disgusting if I put my hand on your soup? I just wanted to fish that tiny potato and eat it!”.

#levi ackerman #erwin smith #hange zoe #aot headcanon #aot headcanons #aot vets #levi headcanons #erwin headcanons #hange headcanons

[wildpeachfarm]

Just saw a thumbnail for a commentary YouTuber commenting on the ‘dream vs Connor’ situation, and it was awful. The comments however seem to be proving that the greater internet is finally starting to see all these fake CCs for what they are, and also how horrid the treatment of Dream is. So I guess that’s nice, cause YouTube is where the core fanbase is for Dteam and seeing a majority of them on their side right now is amazing.

Irrelevant CCs continue to prove one thing. They’re irrelevant for a reason. Their entire content is based on shitting on someone els-which is fleeting, and adhering to a mob that will turn its back on them the second they make a mistake. And none of them can handle being in dreams shoes, cause they get just a teeniest taste and cave immediately.

They couldn’t make the drituation stick, and the gogcident seems to be more on George’s side now, everyone is airing out petty grievances against Dteam, and they’re all looking like fools. I could cry. We’ve waited for days like this. The Brighton bastards pissed off the commentary YouTubers, which is NOT something you want to do. I never thought I’d see the day. Twitter is still Twitter, but everywhere else is starting to realize things.

Caiti shot herself in the foot by taking this whole thing public, and her friends solidified the beginning of the end for her by doing what they did. George may have “lost” on Twitter, and some of his “friends” may have publicly turned on him, but her career is done. She lost her passion and outside of Twitter, no one really believes a word she says.

Who knew it’d take a misguided, reactionary 19 year old to catapult the general public opening their eyes to the vitriol Dteam has been facing for years? And her friends airing out their petty grievances was the nail in the coffin. I said continuously during my four years in this fandom that the tides will change for Dream, and people will be making exposés on how the internet treated him. I don’t think it’s quite that time yet, but we are getting close.

I feel for Caiti in the sense that losing your passion for something you once loved sucks. I’ve been there and it’s awful. But she brought it upon herself the second she removed her autonomy in the situation and didn’t even listen to George’s response. That is the bare minimum of what she should have done, and she didn’t, so she created her own end, albeit probably unintentionally.

To the anon doom posting about Sapnap leaving George, go back to Twitter or TikTok. That energy isn’t wanted here. If Sapnap and George didn’t leave Dream during the drituation, they’re not going to leave George when he makes a mistake. They’ve all clearly stated they love each other, and having known each other for over a decade, it would take a lot to lose a friendship that deep and with that kind of longevity. We were walking on eggshells for a bit, but that’s his brother. Take your doomposting elsewhere.

Sorry this is more of a ramble; had a lot to say and needed a place to go with it. Appreciate my morning tea, always.

One last thing.

It will never be Dteamover.

Proud dteamolo right here. (With the caveat of Sam cause he’s never wavered from those boys)

-L :)

always a pleasure to hear from you L!

And yeah I am surprised to hear that apparently youtube is taking Dream's side with the connor stuff (so far?) but I will take a win no nonetheless!

Crazy how much this has spiraled but at least people are giving dteam at least a TINY benefit of doubt now

#ask #anon #anti drummyache tag

[beesmygod]

listen: when given criticism like "there are no (example minority) in the cast" it isn't (or shouldn't be) a direction to put one in. wait this turned into a more complex thought because i think sometimes people do not make this kind of observation in good faith bc it can be an easy cheap shot where there's almost never a "good response". its like the classic "have you stopped beating your wife" gotcha. no matter how you answer, you do risk looking like a backwards dummy with no spine. it's also possible only i feel like this due to complex "what am i and who am i failing" issues when it comes to my ethnicity.

imo, the point of that observation should not be "and therefore, you are a bigot", but "what kind of world/social group/culture doesn't include/has very few (example minority)?" is it reasonable? is it purposeful? sometimes it's a culture that was historically exclusive to (minority) and the impact of this is still rippling into today. this is the most reasonable explanation for me in most instances where a cast is not very diverse.

using the example du jour, i have a hard time believing that the entire greek pantheon OR a collective of rich individuals would be comprised of individuals who all have the exact same inoffensive, bland taste with absolutely no variation. even if a group of wealthy individuals would be, statistically, almost entirely homogeneous in race, gender and sexuality, there should be vast differences in the tastes, aesthetics and the priorities when examining breakdowns between those of generational wealth and the nouveau riche. those who gained their money through actual work and those who are trust fund babies. the older generation and the newer generation.

but there's none at all. the noticeable lack of minority diversity feels like a consequence of there being no diversity in the literal sense of the word. everyone talks the same, uses the same vocabulary and voice. there are no idiosyncrasies or weird behaviors unless they're plot relevant in which case they feel shoehorned in.

ramble ramble. this isnt for anyone but myself. maybe we can start a convo abt it. much to think about for me as well

[rollerskate2theface]

5+1 five times someone noticed Steve Harrington liking men and the one time everyone noticed he loved one

1 Steve

Steve never really put much thought into who he was attracted to. Girls were easy he didn’t even have to try for them to be all over him, really it’s just a matter of convenience.

Nancy was like that at first, all flustered and flirty. But he could tell it was all some sort of act even if she didn’t know it. He was proven correct after Nancy’s whole “bullshit” stunt on Halloween. Steve really couldn’t even blame her, he knew he was bullshit.

Going after girls only girls because it was convenient? That sure seems like bullshit to him. So, he began to actually acknowledge things. Like how no other guys on the swim team seemed to admire each other’s physiques or how Tommy never seemed to understand Carol’s constant ramblings about how hot Mel Gibson is.

Steve always knew he just began to actually act on it, ya know, occasionally.

2 Erica

The first to notice was surprisingly Erica Sinclair. Well, maybe not so surprisingly considering she seemed to make it her goal for the summer to have his complete and undivided attention. Seeing as he was the only thing between her and 4x her weight in ice cream.

“Hey Nerd what could possibly be more interesting to you, a costumer service employee, than me, a costumer?”

Without looking at her Steve spoke, “You’ve come in everyday for the past 3 weeks and have only bought 1 single scoop in total. He however,” Steve pointedly looked at a guy in his early 20’s licking a drop of melted ice cream up his hand and back to his cone, “seems to be very content with his purchase.”

Erica huffed “barf me out, if I wanted to see some narbo make goo goo eyes I would’ve just stayed home with Lukie and Max.” With that Erica made her way out of the shop in hopes of getting more free samples from Hot Sam’s pretzels.

2.5 Robin (sort of)

Robin didn’t really get Steve Harrington. First he showed up to work on Robin’s first day with that hideous sailor’s costume on before introducing himself to her as if they weren’t in the same class an entire year and romantic rivals. He acted kind enough despite his near constant complaining.

There was also those damn kids that Robin couldn’t comprehend belonged to Steve. They had the guy wrapped around their little fingers, it was honestly kinda pathetic -maybe she should make another board. He was always giving them his company provided scoops they were allowed during breaks.

“Need to stay in shape; no high school athletics anymore. Plus those kids are skinny as twigs,” he’d brush her off.

At first Robin thought it was just the kids he was giving his free ice cream to but then she’d notice how he missed the payment of a couple of guys around their age that had come in.

“Hey Dingus! You forgot to charge them, I’ve seen you do that twice now!” Robin was annoyed if Steve kept doing that they’d both get written up.

“Don’t worry, that was my ice cream mark out,” Steve said offhandedly.

That made Robin stop, those didn’t look like any of the guys in King Steve’s posse of friends. “Why’d you give them your mark out? Do you know them?” Robin’s curiosity beat out her annoyance at the older teen in front of her.

“Nope! Let’s just say I’m hoping for a good tip,” Steve tossed out as he winked and walked into the back room.

This idiot most people tipped at least a dollar even when they had to pay… whatever it’s his mark out.

3.5 Dustin

Say what you may about Dustin Henderson but he was a scientist at heart. So, when he began to notice things about one of his favorite people he decided he needed to test his theory.

“So, uh, Steve,” Dustin threw out while he and Steve were listening to music in the older man’s family room. Steve was jogging on his fathers treadmill as Dustin wrote his letter to send to Suzie in the mail.

Steve gave an uninterested ‘mmhm’ in response.

“Will’s been complaining about how all the party has girlfriends but him-”

“You go easy on him middle school’s hard enough without a bunch of dickwad friends and relationship drama-”

“High school, Steve, we start high school in the fall. No more middle school baby shit for us!”

“Yeah yeah whatever just lay off Will. Not everyone is interested in romance so young,” Steve finally finished once their bickering stoped.

Dustin scoffed, “No that’s just Mike, he’s the only one being weird about it. But anyway that’s exactly what I was about to ask! When did you start showing romantic interest?” Dustin preened himself on his subtlety.

Steve looked surprised at that, “Oh! Well I guess I really started liking people romantically in 6th grade. I mean I had my first girlfriend in 7th grade,” he snorted, “if you could even call it that, we just held hands at recess and gave messages through friends…”

Dustin tuned the other out. ‘People’ damn that was a bust alright new approach.

“Yeah yeah uh huh sooo, Steve? Which Star Wars character do you think is the hottest?” Dustin asked thinking back to the film he’d watched the night prior.

The treadmill stopped as Steve sighed and turned to face Dustin, “dude I keep telling you I’m not going to watch your geeky movie.”

“How dare you! Star Wars is a cinematic masterpiece! I-” stay on track Dustin don’t jeopardize the experiment, “whatever who do you think is the hottest actor from one of your lame rom-coms then?” Okay, so much for subtlety.

Steve raised an eyebrow at that -oh no he noticed- he walked over and plopped down on the floor next to Dustin, “Alright, what’s going on why are you acting weird?”

“What? I’m not acting weird? I just,” another unconvinced look, “Ugh fine. I’ve just started to notice how you aren’t only flirty with… with just girls anymore… Which is totally fine! Cool! Awesome even! I just, I wanted to find out if I was… right? I don’t know, now I sound like an asshole.”

Dustin isn’t sure if it’s a good sign or a bad sign when Steve began to laugh. His laughter died down after a couple seconds, “you’re a strange kid, you know that? But to prove- confirm your hypothesis or whatever. Yes I like men, and women, both I like both,” Steve stammered. “You’re actually the first one I’ve said that to.”

Dustin grinned twisting to hug Steve from where he was sat beside him. A thought just occurred to the almost high schooler, “ This means double the potential set ups.” This sentiment was met with a groan and a plead of not needing that.

4.5 Mike

Mike Wheeler has been told he’s at that ‘difficult’ age in puberty -gross- where he’s mad about everything. Well if you ask him it’s pretty freaking easy to be mad at everything including how his mom sold his bike at a yard sale because, “You’re too big for it now Michael you can barely ride it. This money is going towards a new one you’ll just have to save up.”

Hence why he’s waiting for his ride who’s currently working in a too cold, too bright shop, with an annoying smile on his face talking to some long haired weirdo with like 8 different chains hanging off his pants and a black bandana sticking out of his back right pocket. A weirdo that’s been here for over an hour making Steve stay late. “Steve! We were supposed to be out of here 12 minutes ago! Hurry up!” Mike yelled tapping his watch as though Steve could see it from across the store.

“Hold your shit Wheeler we’ll be out in a minute,” Steve yelled back earning a bark of laughter from the weirdo. Mike heard Steve start to finish up speaking with the- costumer? Actually, Mike doesn’t think he ever saw that guy even order anything.

Feeling curious Mike meandered towards them trying to catch the end of their conversation.

“-my house or yours tonight?”

“Wayne has tonight off so he’s gonna be hogging up the trailer soooo”

“Yeah yeah my place just remember no blasting music in my neighborhood the Inslee’s are already this close to calling the cops”

“Oh yeah, and heaven knows what we’ll be up to when they arrive-”

“Shut up! Alright I gotta go see you in a couple hours Ed!”

With that Steve and Mike exited the Scoops Ahoy walking through the food court and out the mall towards Steve’s Beamer where it sat in the mall parking lot. The two settled in, Steve making sure Mike had his seatbelt on before pulling out. From the passengers seat Mike eyed Steve trying to decipher what he had heard the two older men in the mall talking about.

Giving in Mike gave an annoyed huff admitting he was actually interested in something to do with Steve Harrington. “Who was that guy and how often do you have sleepovers?” he asked.

This was met with shifty eyes and a soft laugh from the older teen, “who? Eddie? The guy from the mall? He’s no one, just a friend,” there was a strange tinge of guilt in his voice.

“You shouldn’t do that.” Mike said firmly staring out at the road in front of them.

This made Steve confused turning to look at Mike before redirecting them back to the road, “do what?”

This made Mike even more pissed. “Lead people on. You and I both know you like girls, you’ve dated girls, you dated Nancy! Did you not care about her? Did you not love her? I know you broke up or whatever, but she definitely loved you once, I can’t believe you faked the whole thing!” Mike had tears welling in his eyes.

The car came to a slow as Steve pulled over to the side of the road, “woaah hey man I did- I did love your sister. Sometimes I think a little more than she loved me. I was never lying about what I felt for her.” Mike sniffled. “And yes, I do like girls always have, still do. But, I think you may have noticed,” Steve attempted to joke, “I’m also of the uh, male persuasion? Ugh that sounds gross. Men I like men too.”

Steve expected some backlash after the start of this conversation and was surprised when he was met with Mike’s odd look of clarity. “You- you can like both?” The younger boy asked. Steve hadn’t heard him sound so small since he saw him take care of an unconscious Will during their last run in with monsters.

“Yeah, you can like both.”

5 Robin (yes again)

Okay so Steve Harrington wasn’t that bad. In fact he was kind of cool. And not like popular, eggs cars and makes out with chicks under the bleachers cool. But genuinely a cool dude that basically saved her life, well, with the help of a couple children.

Maybe it was the drugs, maybe it was the probable head trauma, maybe it was even the thrill of actually escaping a secret Russian base but Robin felt like she could tell this guy anything. Which probably wasn’t great considering her… situation.

The two teenagers were sitting in the bathroom heads hanging over toilet bowl rims. They were joking around but the girl knew she didn’t want to be asked any heavy or revealing questions not when she didn’t have complete control of her mind so instead she asked Steve.

“Have you… ever been in love” she’d asked after some thought. This should be easy enough for him, he’s known for his prowess with the ladies.

She received a small cackle from the stall next to her. “Yeah a couple of times. Nancy Wheeler my first love I went insane for that girl, first semester senior year,” Steve made a gun motion shooting into his heart, “honestly I’m glad I had what I had with Nancy and also glad that it ended? If it hadn’t I would’ve never been with who I’m with today, the person I think I want to spend the rest of my life with,” Robin could tell there was a smile of his face when he’d said that.

Wow Robin really hadn’t expected that confession, she was honestly a bit worried he might admit to liking her. Who would’ve thought Steve Harrington tied down. “How’d you know?” Robin asked she’d never been able to think that strongly about anyone not even Tammy who she’s had a year long major crush on.

Steve sighed, “I don’t know… He just makes me feel happy and excited whenever I’m near him.”

Robin’s breath hitched when she noticed the pronouns he’d used, okay she definitely wasn’t supposed to be told this, he wasn’t in the right state of mind, neither was she. And yet, she couldn’t stop him; it felt so good to hear about someone like her actually being happy and finding love even if it was surprisingly Steve Harrington.

“He’s a lot different than everyone else I’ve dated, but he’s also different from everybody else in general so I guess that makes sense. He’s dramatic and weird, and impossible to look away from. I still can’t even believe he likes me back.”

Hearing Steve talk about his boyfriend gave Robin the confidence to tell him about Tammy much to his great judgment which they joked about until Dustin and Erica barged into their little sanctuary of a bathroom.

+1 Everyone

If you ask anyone, that day after Vecna was defeated the whole party piled into their meeting place at the hospital. They wouldn’t tell you the first thing they noticed was a limping Dustin crying silently as though he could no longer make sound from screaming so loudly. It wasn’t Robin walking through the door with a broken guitar in her arms. It wasn’t even the boy bleeding out, unconscious, clothes ripped to shreds.

No, they’d tell you they’d noticed Steve Harrington sobbing as he yelled for ‘someone anyone please help him please my Eddie please help him somebody Eddie please Eddie’. He held Eddie Munson in his arms as he ran through the hospital begging them to save his Eddie.

Eddie was taken into surgery immediately and nobody could think of what to say to Steve. He was hunched over in a small waiting chair right outside Eddie’s operating room.

It was Joyce Byers freshly off a death helicopter from Russia that kneeled down in front of the boy. She held his hands in hers as she said, “he’ll be okay. He knows your out here waiting for him. He won’t leave you.”

With that Steve slumped forward onto her as he began to sob.

Eddie came out of his first surgery a couple hours later but the doctors informed he was likely going to be in unconscious for at least a week. Steve stayed with Eddie and his uncle in the hospital everyday refusing to leave. The kids filtered in and out checking on Eddie and Max a few rooms down. Without fail Steve had his chair pulled up right next to Eddie’s bed just watching him.

Dustin talked to Eddie, a lot, so did Robin. Eddie probably liked that, both Wayne and Steve didn’t talk much. Preferred to sit in silence watching for any sign that the comatose boy was improving.

The day Eddie did wake up most of the party was there including Nancy, Jonathan, some guy from California, the youngest Sinclair -Lucas didn’t want to leave Max alone- a couple Russians, his uncle and his boyfriend. When Eddie slowly opened his eyes he looked towards Steve sitting directly to his left.

“Hey Stevie, I tried to be a hero. Sorry,” his vocals were strangled from lack of use.

“You should be sorry! You are such an idiot! God I love you, never do that again.” Steve then pulled Eddie into a searing kiss in front of everyone. Not that anyone was surprised.

#stranger things #steddie #bisexual steve harrington #steveeddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #5 + 1 things #5+1 fic #steddie fic #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson fic #stranger things fic #byler #minor byler #nancy wheeler #tommy hagan #erica sinclair #maxine mayfield #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #robin buckley #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #will byers #joyce byers #st #5+1 steddie fic #overuse of dialogue #steve already knew he was bi #steve knew eddie pre season 5 au

[littlekohai77]

"𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑂𝑓 𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡"

(William Rex NSFW alphabet)

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜.

🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶🅂: heavy discussion of pregnancy and lack of safety, probably ooc, discussion of his worries, really just a big ass ramble, op is delusional.

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･*

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The best you could ask for. Literally. He is the king of aftercare.

He doesn't go very hard on you as he's very mindful of his actions, but he still takes really good care of you. From giving you a massage to preparing a bath for you.

He doesn't even ask the maids to do anything, he does most himself. Because he likes taking care of you and how close that makes you two. He absolutely adores the giddy yet tired smile you give him every time. It melts his heart in a way words can't explain. He also loves joining you in the bath and washing your body and hair for you. Insists that you should relax until you give up. Might get a bit handsy when washing you body, but it's just sensual squeezes to your sides and nothing more.

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His favorite body part on himself is probably his entire Phonatory system. The thing that allows him to use his powers. Powers that have brought him pain but also opportunities to enact justice.

On you, he likes your eyes the most

He adores how expressive they are. How they fail to hide any and every emotion that you're feeling.

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Okay so... He never really talks about it.. Not out right at least. But there are signs. You can kind of tell that he's really fond of children. Especially from the way his eyes soften when you're cradling a baby in your arms, cooing at them and rocking them gently. It touches a deep spot in his heart and blooms warmth all throughout him.

But he knows.... He's meant to have a tragic fate.... One that he has composed himself enough to welcome with open arms.... A chaotic end... One so horrifying and cruel... He wants to end it all with a blast to say the least.

But the thing is, he doesn't know when it's coming, just that it will come. And that information.. . That scares him.

He doesn't want to die early and leave you with all the responsibilities of raising your children.

But what if he lives long enough till his face has worn down with wrinkles from the scars of time. What if.. . What if, he lives long enough to see his children grow.. .

But then there's another factor, he has enemies like an unkempt garden with weeds. They keep on spawning and will continue to do so. How will you two handle the pressure? Can he ensure to himself that he's capable of keeping everyone safe? Can he ensure that your mental stability won't crumble if...

And so he always avoids releasing inside of you. Commonly undoing himself on your stomach, thighs or back.

He knows he shouldn't and that's why he doesn't but oh does his heart clench with desire to do so.

Which is why, sometimes he slips and losses composure, fading in and out of consciousness as he releases inside you. He's immensely pleased yet also horrified. You guys haven't spoke about it and although he's sure from his observations that you wouldn't mind having a mini you running around, his previous worries still lay dormant. So he prays to whatever deity might be listening that the seed doesn't take.

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Has sniffed your undergarments when jerking off more than once. This was after you guys got physical though. He respects you enough to not do these indecent things before you two have become comfortable with each other's bodies.

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He has a lot of experience. Not because he's a womanizer though.

The thing is, he comes off as someone with a lot of experience due to his extensive knowledge, confident attitude and sense of knowing how to act. But you're definitely not his first.

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Probably cowgirl. Or just about anything where he can see your face.

The reason he likes cowgirl is because, he can tease and rile you up into taking control. Which reveals a new side of you to him.

And if your thighs grow weak, he can always grab onto your hips and thrust up into you.

🅶--> 🅶🅾🅾🅵🆈:

He's more romantic than serious and he can also be quite teasing during these times. So if he notices your mood being tense, he might crack quite a few jokes that are so funny you're literally laughing one moment and then moaning the next. And it's not even that good of a joke, it's literally those simple jokes but there's something about the way he delivers them that cracks you up.

He likes when you moan in between your fits of laughter. He finds it greatly endearing.

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Not completely shaved, he doesn't like how prickly it gets and doesn't want those rough follicles to hurt your soft pillowy folds

Not a completely unkempt bush either, he doesn't like the feeling of it.

Regularly trimmed and groomed. He takes good care of himself.

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The intimacy is through the roof. He's such a romantic. Kissing your eyelids. Running his fingers down your back. Squeezing your tender flesh. Showering your collarbones with hickeys. Sucking on the flesh and nibbling on it til you give out a whimper. And then drawing out his tongue to soothe the location of the assault.

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Not that often. Without you around or thoughts of you in his head, his horniness takes a deep dive downwards.

But we're speaking of when he gets pussy three days a week.

Leave him dry for four-five weeks and he'll be spending almost every hour thinking of you. Which will eventually get to him and he'll succumb to jacking off to thoughts of you five days a week.

It's not that he's ashamed of it, no he enjoys it. It's just that he doesn't quite find the drive or need to do it most of the time.

🅺--> 🅺🅸🅽🅺🆂:

Pet play but it's more so of him not even ordering you around and just doting on you while you reciprocate his worship as he calls you his little doll, flower etc. So… name calling to be frank?

Name calling but it's when he's on edge and overcome with the need to prove a point to you. Still doesn't order you around but does fuck you ruthlessly until you're quivering from how good it feels. During this time, he takes a bit of a more degrading tone.

Breeding kink. Restrains himself from doing that though.

Blindfolds. Finds it exciting how much more reactive and sensitive you are when your vision is blocked and the only senses you can rely on are touch and sound.

Overstimulation. He doesn't mean to hurt you but sometimes he just gets so mesmerized by your reactions, your quivering thighs, the way you weep ‘sto-op! Please-ah!’ And yet pull him in by locking your ankles behind his back. He gets so addicted and ahead of himself that he forgets that you need rest. Would snap out of it the moment you utter your safe word though.

Edging. He likes it because of how many interesting noises and reactions it pulls out of you. By depriving you of release again and again he gets to bask in your desperation as tears roll down your flushed cheeks with your thighs quivering as you pull your weeping little cunny up and down his cock.

Hand holding. He doesn't know why, he just lives for the intimacy it brings. It also helps him sense if he's being too rough.

Food play. He loves food, he loves you, why not combine the two? Likes to lick whipped cream off your chest and back, knowing just how sensitive you are in those places.

Nipple play. He likes them. Soft and squishy one moment, hard and perky other. He loves to graze his fangs over them.

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Anywhere.

Okay maybe not out in broad daylight at the town square but he's completely up for semi public places. He's surprisingly jealous and possessive. So he absolutely loves to make those nasty nobles hear just how good he makes you feel and that he's the only one who can make you feel this way.

Totally okay with only doing it in bedrooms if you enjoy privacy though.

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When you touch his thigh, when you dote on him, when you look him in the eyes with adoration and confess your love to him, when you're so flustered that your face is burning up and you can't even look him in the eyes, when you wear a revealing dress that accentuates your chest.

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He isn't going to order you around. Not in a million years, not when you're having rough hate sex, just never.

He understands the gravity of what it's like being under his command. And he has a pretty good guess that you'd feel absolutely betrayed... Even if you said you wanted it.... He deeply fears that one day he'll get so accustomed to it that he'll start using it outside of your nightly activities. That he might feel the need to control your actions and get frustrated when you don't do as he wants... And then let it all slip.

He remembers the look of utter terror on your visage the first time he used his powers on you... The night you first met...

He never wants to see that face ever again. Not because of him. Not because of anything in this world.

He remembers how weary you were of him, how long it took for you to warm up and have faith in him. He praises you for being cautious but God does he never want to go back to that. Never wants to see you retract your hand or look into his eyes with fear in yours.

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You're getting it the most. He just prefers it that way. He loves to pamper you and he's quite sure it hurts to take all of him.

Along with that, he loves to observe and note your reactions to him. He wonders if you'll get shy this time. Would you cover your eyes with your forearm again? Would you be more embarrassed if he was doing this in a room adjacent to the ballroom during a party?

He allows you to give him head, mostly because he's intrigued and wants to see that desperate sheen in your eyes as you try not to gag and push more of him inside your mouth. He lightly strokes and plays with your hair as you do it. Clutching it roughly just as he climaxes.

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Mostly slow when he's being romantic.

Painfully slow and rolling his hips when he's being teasing.

Erratically fast and deep when he's enraged.

🆀--> 🆀🆄🅸🅲🅺🅸🅴:

Unless he's not had an opportunity to touch you in weeks, is in the middle of an important mission and can't seem to get your sweet pussy off his mind, he won't resort to a quickie. He likes to take his time with you. He's an observer, he loves to see your reactions and a quickie is way too little time to enjoy them which leaves him unsatisfied.

Would do it as often as you like if you prefer it though. Just know that he'll be especially hungry for you the next time he gets to put his hands of you.

🆁--> 🆁🅸🆂🅺:

Willing to take a lot of risks, mostly because he knows he can simply wipe their memory by ordering them to forget what they saw and heard.

So it only depends on how much risk you want to take.

🆂--> 🆂🆃🅰🅼🅸🅽🅰:

Could probably go for 2-3 rounds when he's being slow and romantic. 3-5 when he's being a tease. 4-5 when he's being rough. 7-8 when he's pissed off.

🆃--> 🆃🅾🆈🆂:

Girl it's the Victorian era.

While vibrators can't be found, dildos do exist.

He likes to use them to tease or punish you. Making you keep it inside the entire day or the whole dinner while lightly caressing your thighs.

Also teases and rails you with it during sex, using that time to regain strength.

🆄--> 🆄🅽🅵🅰🅸🆁:

(This is hard ngl.)

He's such a tease. If you want pleasure, he'll make you spell it out for him. But don't worry, he'll still give you what you want despite you failing. He holds it out a little longer each time though to inject a sense of panic into you. Make you think what if he doesn't let you cum this time?

He legit asks the most philosophical questions known to mankind in the middle of fucking you into the mattress. He cackles when you blabber and mumble out your response. So incoherent. So adorable.

This can't be said for when he's jealous though. As he's prone to fucking you to unconsciousness if that's what it takes to drill it into your head that he's the only one capable of making you feel that good. (Would still stop though if you cried or said your safe word)

🆅--> 🆅🅾🅻🆄🅼🅴:

He's not afraid of being loud. Just that his moans are simply not like that. His leans more towards breathy and whispery. And that's why it doesn't make that much sound. And when he releases, it's a deep groan or a silent scream.

He likes it that way though, as that allows him to fully be able to hear your moans.

🆆--> 🆆🅸🅻🅳 🅲🅰🆁🅳:

Would share you with Victor. But only if you want to.

Would let you peg him. Even if just once, he just wants to experience how you act when you do it to him. Are you domineering? Are you sweet? Are you teasing? Would you also rub his cockhead while thrusting into him?

He likes to make you wear collars. He likes this sense of ownership.

🆇--> 🆇-🆁🅰🆈:

Probably 6.5-7.5 inches. Possibly the only thing he's ever been most insecure about. Cause you know, in times like the Victorian era, large penises were a sign of lack of intelligence.

🆈--> 🆈🅴🅰🆁🅽🅸🅽🅶:

Not that much tbh, lower than expected, a bit more than average. He's more preoccupied with being overwhelmed with love for you, observing you, adoring you, appreciating you and wanting to squish you cause you're just that freaking cute than wanting to bully your pussy.

But he does get hot and bothered whenever you're just being too adorable and flustered.

🆉--> 🆉🆉🆉🆉🆉:

He generally has a hard time falling asleep, so he naturally stays up even after you've dozed off. Tries to fall asleep with you but if it doesn't work, he might go play the piano for a bit or take a stroll in the garden or maybe even read a book with you in his arms.

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･*

𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝... 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞. :)

#ikemen #ikemen series #ikemen villain #ikevil william #ikevil #william smut #william x reader #william x reader smut #ikevil smut #ikevil x reader #ikemen smut #ikemen villain william

[randoimago]

Day 4 - Drunken Confessions

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Character(s): Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

Type of Request: 31 Days of Oc-Trope-R

Note(s): I love Present Mic so much.

Things at UA had been hectic, but it was finally Saturday, so Hizashi practically forced you and Aizawa to go with him drinking. He had wanted to do karaoke, but Aizawa gave a firm "no" and you weren't going to argue with Aizawa.

So now the three of you were sitting in a booth with some karaage and edamame to have with your drinks. Aizawa looked like he's been sipping on the same whiskey all night while Hizashi had some kind of highball and you were drinking on whatever wouldn't make you act like that much of an idiot.

"And then after having an argument for ten minutes about the correct use of 'their, there, and they're', Bakugo gives a perfect answer. Even I was shocked considering how much of a hothead he is," Hizashi regales an English lesson he was teaching with wild gestures.

"He's smarter than he looks," Aizawa comments. Aizawa is good at his backwards compliments.

"At least you got them to do the lesson. Things were going great for me and then Midnight comes in to deliver something and the next thing I know, everyone is talking about crushes and which teachers look cute together," you say with a sigh. It'd be endearing if you weren't scared shitless that they'd somehow get you to confess your crush to a bunch of children.

"I hate kids." Aizawa shakes his head as he says this but you and Hizashi give him amused smiles because you both know that's far from the truth.

"Did they say who'd look cute with me?" Hizashi asks, a wide grin on his face.

"I think Ashido mentioned something about you and Aizawa cause of some childhood friends trope," you answer, a tad confused with what she had been talking about. Hizashi just bursts out laughing at the idea while Aizawa grumbles and drinks his whiskey.

The night goes on with you three drinking and eating some more. Aizawa decided to be the smart one and start getting water for the table while Hizashi wanted to make a tower out of his glasses, which was quickly stopped and caused him to pout.

"I need to get going. Think you can take care of him?" Aizawa suddenly says as he checks the time. You do as well. It's late but not that bad.

"Thinking of doing some patrolling?" You ask, you wouldn't be surprised if Aizawa did sober up to a quick ten minute patrol this late. You were glad when he shook his head.

"Don't want a hangover so I'm going home to decompress."

"What a responsible adult," you tease and Aizawa rolls his eyes. Hizashi is already whining about Aizawa leaving and you chuckle and shake your head. "Maybe we should get him home first," you say and Aizawa nods.

You both drag the drunken Hizashi back home, listening to his rambling and nonsense. There were a few times when he started to say something, but Aizawa switched topics or made him shut up. You don't know if it was going to be something embarrassing or what, but good on Aizawa for being a good friend.

When you made it back to his apartment, Aizawa offered to stay to help take care of the drunk. You declined and said you could deal with Hizashi. There was some hesitance on Aizawa's part, which you found a tad weird, but eventually he did leave. And now it was you and Hizashi on his couch while the TV played softly in the background.

"I can't believe the kids thought me and Aizawa would date." Hizashi's words are slurred as his head is resting in your lap on the couch. You tried to make him go to bed, but he was adamant that you're not allowed in his room. So, you're both on the couch.

"Well, it was more thinking that you two would be a cute couple instead of that you are going to date," you try to explain, only to get a scoff back.

"But I don't wanna date him. I wanna date you. Shota is mean and grouchy," Hizashi pouts but you were a bit hung up with what he had said previously.

"You want to date me?" You can't help asking. He's drunk and probably talking out of his ass right now, but you can't help but be curious.

"Well yeah, you're cute and smell nice and I wanna cuddle and kiss you and do adult things!"

"Like what?" Again, you couldn't help asking. Maybe it was morbid curiosity or maybe you wanted to see what drunk things Hizashi might come up with. Whatever the excuse, you just asked that and now have to live with it.

"Like hand holding!"

"Uh huh, well how about you drink some water and get to bed then we can talk about hand holding in the morning." An amused grin is on your face as you pat Hizashi's head and he whines.

"But I want to date you now!"

"Trust me, if you remember this, you might end up regretting this happened. We'll talk in the morning, Hizashi." He mutters something that sounds a bit like 'won't regret it' but you shake your head at him and make him go to bed.

You just hope he remembers this in the morning.

#my hero academia x reader #present mic x reader #hizashi yamada x reader #hizashi x reader #mha x reader #randoimago 31 days of october

[denial-permanente]

So with longterm chastity the cock is supposed to temporarily shrink when flaccid right, leading to smaller cages over time. With over 10yrs of being locked and only being unlocked for the Dr and for bike rides it's got to be safe to say that Tom must have shrunk a lot by now.

So what will happen when Tom has gone through all of the small cages, like the nub and nanos etc. Does he then start to wear the flat or inverted cages on a perma basis?

Bc we all know there should be no free room inside of them 😉.

"What you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.”

🔒Tom here. Back in the 90s when the internet was new, one of the things we early adopters were looking forward to was the ability to have widespread knowledge, leading to the increase in education. We believed that having all this information at ones fingertips would make everyone smarter.

Instead, we discovered that the most commonly disseminated materials are not information, but rather, disinformation, misinformation, wrong information, and simply bad information. So, don't take this personally, but pretty much every assumption that you made in your question was just plain wrong.

Being locked doesn't "shrink" your penis. It's not a muscle, and there's nothing there to atrophy. What happens is that the erectile tissue loses it's elasticity, and does not expand to it's previous size after some period of time. This also happens with age, especially with other health factors in play.

I don't measure myself because I'm not a teenager anymore. Has my erection gotten smaller? Yes, probably 10% or so. I don't get many opportunities to observe it, but that's kind of the point with us.

In my opinion, the nub and flat cages are not good for long term wear. Regular cages restrict erections; the tiny cages restrict and compress flaccid tissue. This means they need more frequent removal for cleaning, and there's always the potential for chafing and irritation.

There's no rule that says one's cage should not have any room. A rule of thumb suggests that a cage that is about the size of one's flaccid penis will prevent erections and be more comfortable, but that's about it.

However, I'm still wearing the same cage that I've had for the past six or so years (the A272), and do not have a need to go smaller. And as far as I can tell, all of my hydraulic and plumbing systems are functioning just as they should.

#chastity question

[cielsosinfel]

I already posted this on twt and bsky but I need to start cataloguing my thoughts here too kfhkhk

I'm trying to get through Jaheira-relevant subquests before I punt her back to camp with her buddies Minsc and Boo, and then I'll go ransack Cazador's place for horny VelliCazStar spice, BUT FIRST!! THE NINE-FINGERS KEENE CONFRONTATION IF YOU HAVE JAHEIRA WITH YOU...

There's history between these two that goes back years, but never actually comes up in BG3 itself in detail, and I wish it did because there is such a TENSION between them here... Like you can tell there is such a heavy weight of shared time together, for good or for ill. In the teasing way Keene calls Jaheira "grandmother," to the way she dances around outright saying she was worried for her, but...

One of the first things Keene says to Jaheira is that, after Jaheira ran off headfirst into likely death with her Harpers and everyone assumed she was dead, Keene made an offering of a gold coin to Kelemvor for her..... which I feel like says a lot given the kind of person Keene is, and how they're polar-opposites when it comes to morals, what they deem acceptable when it comes to "ends justifying the means."

And honestly Keene DOES sound miffed that Jaheira vanished without a word and left her feeling EMOTIONAL about this stubborn woman's apparent death? The "After Jaheira warned me- and then disappeared-" just screams "yeah not that I was worried or anything, you ASSHOLE," like the only other character so far I think talk like this to her are her own KIDS. So to me it just says something about their relationship, that Keene was so concerned about this woman who should be a reluctant ally at best.

This too: "if you actually cared for her as much as a friend should, you'd be telling her to think about her own life for once" are you implying that you see yourself as a better friend to Jaheira, Keene...

AND THEN JAHEIRA BREAKING OUT KEENE'S FIRST NAME, HER PRE-CRIMELORD NAME!!! dsjgjhjh And we know they met after Keene was already in the Guild, I can't remember if it's AFTER Keene came to control it but? It's well after her adopting her Nine-fingers Keene moniker for business, so where did Jaheira learn the Astele, and when did she start breaking it out in arguments where she desperately wants Keene to listen to her?

Also I just love that Keene is so insistent Jaheira takes a break. She can't talk her down from running headfirst into yet more peril, from feeling responsibility to always take on as much of a burden as she can, but she can at least try to wrangle the woman into even a short rest.

But also, when you talk to her while playing as Jaheira, and Keene says "Anything I can do to take that wrinkle from your brow?" am I the only one whose brain immediately fizzled out thinking how sexual it sounded... Not necessarily in tone, but just... the word choice... Yes, Jaheira, is there anything this equally-stubborn, needling younger woman with an ocean of respect for you can DO to help you unwind and loosen up....?👀

If they haven't fucked in the past I'll eat my hat.

Thank you for coming to my TL;DR rambling nonsensical Jaheira/Keene thoughts.

#rue in baldy gate

[howlingday]

au where when jaune fell off the bridge he fell into the naruto universe and honestly was a pretty strong fighter by nature of his aura and semblance just making him tankier than anything your average ninja or samurai could throw at him (the upper level ones are still a threat but he's training for that) only problem? jaune ends up raising a little boy with blonde hair and blue eyes like him and everyone assumes he was irresponsible and got a girl teen pregnant, HE'S EXTREMELY RESPONSIBLE! just ask his son Pyrrhus tldr: rusted knight jaune is naruto's dad and jaune's a pretty big deal due to being on the upper levels of strength

I had an idea for a different kind of Ninja Jaune, but I'll see what I can do for this.

---------------------------------------------------

"Hey, kiddo! How was class?"

"Fine." Pyrrhus sighed as he sat at the table. "Got made fun of in class again."

"Really? How come?" Jaune gave a judging scowl. "It was that pervy thing, was it?"

"So what if it was?!" Pyrrhus crossed his arms with a pout. "It's the best skill I got!"

"Pyrrhus," Jaune sighed, "I get that you're using your... imagination, but you can't just spam the same move all the time. You have to adapt, change your style! Like I did!"

"Ugh, here we go." Pyrrhus groaned.

"There I was, deep in the woods nearby." Jaune raised his hand. "Armed only with a broken sword, I fought against the most dangerous ninjas in the village. They came at me from all sides, but my aura and my armor proved to be too tough for them! I barely escaped with my life, and came upon you, sleeping in a warm, red cradle. I took you in my arms, and a voice said to me, 'This child needs you.' From that day forward, I swore I would dedicate my life to... to... Pyrrhus?"

The boy was gone from the table, having left to let his dad ramble. Jaune gave a sigh as he scratched his head. Honestly, what was he to do with that boy? Nora probably had more of an attention span than him.

Jaune then found himself thinking about that night again. After he fell and landed in this strange, new world. Sooner or later, Pyrrhus would learn the truth.

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"Katon! Karyudan no jutsu!"

Jaune ducked as a stream of flames soared overhead. He didn't know what the heck happened! One minute, he's fighting on the bridge against Cinder. The next, he's in a forest, fighting black figures with strange semblances.

"Surround him!" A voice called out. "Don't let the trespasser near the village!"

"He's probably a spy, sent to ensure the Kyuubi would be summoned!"

Jaune spun in time to deflect shuriken from striking him. As he ran backwards, he tripped and rolled downhill. He struck his arm on the way down, but there wasn't time to whine about it. He'd have to heal as he ran.

He was almost out of the treeline when a hand grabbed his collar and tossed him backwards. A woman pointed her blade down at him, an inch from his chestplate.

"What village do you work for?"

"Uh, Mantle?" Jaune asked.

"Where?" The blade scratched his armor, emitting a horrible screech.

"I don't know! Atlas? Ever heard of Atlas?"

"What clan do you serve?"

"What cla- Listen, I don't know what's going on. I'm Jaune Arc, and I'm a huntsman of Atlas! I need to get back to my friends!"

"...Sensei."

"Yeah, I heard him." A voice said behind Jaune. "I've never heard of this Atlas or of the Arc clan."

"Should we dispose of him?"

"No. We need to return to the village. He's harmless with a broken sword." The two disappeared as swift as the wind.

"Yeah, don't ask for my input." Jaune dusted himself off as he stood up. Continuing his path from the treeline, he found himself in a clearing, where he found two people on a stone slab. As he got closer, three terrifying facts came into view.

One, there were three people, a child and two adults. Two, the adults were dead, but the child was alive. Three, there was blood everywhere.

Jaune found himself running, and as he got closer, he found lying there. Cold. Scared. Alone. He removed his armor and then his sweater, taking the baby into his arms, swaddled in his sweater.

"Hi." Jaune whispered. "Hi, I'm... I'm Jaune. Jaune Arc. It's short, sweet, and rolls off the tongue. The ladies love it." He chuckled. "And... And your name is Pyrrha- Er, Pyrrhus. Pyrrhus Penny Arc."

**********************************************

"Pyrrhus?!" Jaune shouted. "What were you thinking?!"

"I was thinking that I'm gonna be the best!" The boy pointed to his defaced graffiti artwork. "Those chumps up there won't even compare to me when I'm up there! I'm gonna become the greatest Hokage ever!"

"Pyrrhus..." Jaune sighed.

"There's that boy again..." Jaune heard a voice whisper.

"Honestly, what is that man doing, letting that monster run around like that?"

"Why doesn't the Hokage do something about that outsider?"

Jaune could shrug these insults off all day. They were way worse at Beacon. Heck, Atlas had worse stings than this. If this was the worst Konoha could deal, then he was all-

"Don't you know? My husband says there's a demon inside that boy."

"Mommy, look, it's Pyrrhus!"

"Get away from the window! You don't want him anywhere near this house."

"Why hasn't the Hokage executed that boy already?"

Jaune looked to his son and noticed his mood had doured. He couldn't even look upwards to his artwork with pride anymore. Suddenly, Jaune's teeth started to clench with the same intensity as his muscles.

"Hey, Pyrrhus?"

"Huh?"

"Nice job on that booger up there." Jaune smiled. "Looks like he's got a cold."

Pyrrhus chuckled. "I thought somebody would like that."

"Kinda reminds me of when Iruka had those pepper cookies we baked before the parent teacher conference." The two chuckled and snickered.

"Oh, is that what happened?"

The duo froze. Then slowly turned. Oh, there was Iruka-sensei now. They turned forward. They crouched.

"RUN FOR IT!" Jaune roared.

"GET BACK HERE, YOU TWO!" Iruka shouted as he chased the father and son.

"Ugh..." The Third Hokage groaned. "It's still too early in the day for those two."

#rwby #naruto #rwby au #chunin arc au #jaune arc #naruto uzumaki #iruka umino #hiruzen sarutobi

[rukkiya]

heart shaped box

(kaeya x reader)

Though many think he’s used to it, Kaeya really doesn’t expect the sheer amount of gifts he receives every Valentine’s Day. The Cavalry Captain doesn’t really let himself open up or grow too close with many. So he’s always shocked by the amount of chocolates and gifts he still receives on Valentine’s Day.

He doesn’t mind though. He finds it endearing and feels appreciated for the things he does. The gifts he receives aren’t just confessions and homemade chocolates, it's from others he helps throughout the year.

The elderly that gravitate towards him and the children he’s always so kind to send their gifts his way on this day as a token of their appreciation for the kind Cavalry Captain.

You made it a tradition to make homemade chocolates for those close to you and gift it to them on Valentine’s Day as your own sign of gratitude for another year with them. You find much joy in seeing them enjoy it. It also made gifting it to Kaeya a bit less nerve racking.

You've liked him for more than a while now but don’t expect anything to happen since the guy is always so busy and has much too shoulder. You knew a relationship was probably the last thing he wanted but he was one of the people who enjoyed your chocolates the most, so you always made his batch extra special every year.

You had just delivered Lisa’s chocolate to her as to which she was more than happy to have with her afternoon tea. She insisted you'd stay and enjoy the afternoon with her but you kindly declined as you still had one more box of chocolates to deliver and some last minute errands to run before nightfall but promised to have tea with her soon.

Your last box of chocolates was for none other than for Kaeya. Delivering his box made you feel giddy and nervous for absolutely no reason, the charming bastard always teases you for it too. Though he doesn’t tell you, your small heart shaped box was the one he always looks forward to every year.

When you exit the library, the halls of the Favonius headquarters are as quiet as ever.

You near Kaeya’s office and hear him talking to someone, making you slow down your pace. You come to a stop to not intrude, opting to wait until he finishes his conversation before giving him the chocolate.

“Captain you sure are popular.” The young knight's eyes are wide at the sheer amount of gifts Kaeya has on his desk.

Kaeya doesn’t mind all this but today was particularly stressful. Usually he’d be able to relax and thank those who gifted him things himself but the situation with the abyss has been out of control lately making it hard for him to even think about today let alone having to thank everyone for the gifts

“Mhmn,” Kaeya hums, eyebrows furrowing at the report he was reading. Another team down and wounded by the abyss only causing more casualties on their end.

He feels responsible. People are getting hurt when he should have this under control, they shouldn’t suffer from his lack of attention to detail, he could’ve prevented this if he had just gone with them.

“You have lots of fans I guess, do you really eat all this but yourself?” The young knight laughs at the love letters and chocolate boxes and Kaeya puts down the report, hand pushing his stray hairs to the back as he sighs.

You stop and listen, feeling bad for eavesdropping since it wasn’t your business but you were just waiting for him to finish up, no harm in that right?

The young knight stops his rambling upon seeing Kaeya with worry etched on his features. Only then does he realize the weight of the situation.

“I don’t ask for these nor do I want anything to do with them, if you want to take them do so as I have no need for any of this.” Kaeya’s voice is sharp, making the knight stand up straight and clear his throat.

You stand still, hands squeezing the small box in your hold a bit tighter as you hear his stern tone.

“We have more important matters at hand than the useless things on my desk. Now I suggest you stop worrying about the dumb gifts here and send this to Master Jean, now.” Kayea’s eyes narrow, he doesn’t mean for it to come out as harsh as it had but he can’t help it. He feels the weight of the outcome on his shoulders even though it wasn’t his fault to begin with.

“Y-yes sir, I’ll inform master Jean right away!” The young man stutters, quickly gathering the report from Kaeya’s desk.

You hear quick footsteps approaching the door and quickly turn around, opting it was best you didn’t go in there to give him the chocolates. You know he didn’t mean it the way he said but you didn’t want to burden him with more things he doesn’t want, he has so many gifts already anyways, it’s not like he’d notice probably the smallest box he’d get missing.

You quietly move to the entrance of the KoF doors slipping out just as Kaeya’s office door swung open.

Kaeya lets out a sigh, slumping back on his chair. He glances at the abundance of gifts on his desk, feeling a heavy pit in his stomach. He feels bad for what he just said. He knows the stuff he receives is far from useless or bothersome; he just said it in the heat of the moment. He truly cherishes the gifts he receives.

He finds himself looking through them and smiling to himself, though he finds himself looking for a specific box in particular. A small heart shaped box that he gets every year, your name written on it along with some of the best dark chocolates he ever tasted inside. The very gift he definitely looks forward to every year. He loves teasing you for it every time and seeing you get nervous without fail. you’ve been doing so for years and it’s something that only he gets to enjoy doing. Seeing your flustered state makes him want to tease you even more.

“Where is it?” He whispers, lifting one gift off another, separating and moving boxes thinking he might’ve missed it but he finds no trace of your gift in the pile he has before him.

Now that he comes to think of it he’s been so busy running around all day he hasn’t even had a chance to see you.

The sound of footsteps echoing down the halls was heard outside his office and he shot up from his desk, hoping that maybe just maybe you had decided to deliver his gift even though it was a bit late. But, as he exits his offices he’s met with Lisa heading out of her office, a piece of chocolate in her hands as she carries her stuff with her to the entrance.

“My Captain Kaeya it's late, I suggest you go home for some rest.” She teases though she knows how much stress both he and Jean are under at the moment.

Kaeya only looks around to see if maybe you’re here too, but it's just him and Lisa in the empty hallway.

“Don’t stress too much about the situation Kaeya, take a break.” She sends him a warm smile, seeing his shoulders slump a bit, look of disappointment written on his features.

“Easier said than done I suppose.” He laughs, sending her a charming smile of his own and she rolls her eyes. “Besides you should be one to talk, look how late it is and you’re barely leaving as well. Isn’t it unlike you to do overtime?” He crosses his arms and she laughs waving him off.

“Overtime is not for me sweetie, I just sat back and enjoyed the chocolates dear y/n had delivered a while ago is all, I guess I lost track of time while enjoying them.” She explains, bringing another piece of chocolate to her lips and taking another bite.

“Y/n stopped by? They dropped you off chocolates already?” Kaeya’s brows draw together, why didn’t you deliver his than? Why did Lisa get hers but he didn’t?

Lisa tilts her head getting the hint that Kaeya hasn't received his box yet, though earlier you excused yourself to deliver his box off.

“Did they not stop by your office earlier to give you yours? I thought they did, I mean they excused themselves after dropping mines off to deliver yours.” Lisa asks confused as to why you didn't drop his chocolates off either now.

Kaeya’s hand stills and he remembers his conversation with the young knight not too long ago.

“How long has it been since they left your office?” He asks, hoping her answer is not what he thinks.

“Not too long ago, I'd say 30 minutes by now.” Lisa glances at her pocket watch and back at Kaeya whose eye is blown wide.

“Is something the matter?” She asks, growing concerned by the unnatural look of worry on Kaeya’s features.

“I have to go, please inform Jean i'll be back in a bit if she needs me i'll be down at y/n’s.” He turns on his heels fast and Lisa feels a smile creeping up on her face. She's been waiting for one of you to take initiative on going further with what you had going on so seeing him get this worried over missing you made her feel excited for you.

“Will do,” she calls out as he pushes the entrance doors open, wasting no time as his legs take him to the one place he needs to go to. “Take care of my dear y/n for me, yeah?”

He didn't expect you to be there, to overhear his conversation. He knows you heard though because why else would you leave without stopping to see him?

He knows you listened and you heard what he said because without fail, every year no matter what you'd give him his box. If you heard him call the gifts bothersome, it was sure to make you think twice about giving him them. He knows you better than anyone, if you felt like I'd burden him, that would be the last thing you'd want to do. But he can't accept that, he takes back what he said because a gift from you is one he can never find bothersome, it's one that brings him the most joy.

The thought of you stopping your cute tradition or gifting them to someone other than him made him feel nervous, left a bad taste in his mouth. Though he knows you and how understanding you are, he can’t stand the thought of you not being there anymore. This small thing he’d always thought he’d get wasn’t there for the first time and he felt scared to lose it, to lose you.

His long legs take him down the alley to your house, it wasn't too late as of yet so he decided to make a quick pit stop two places before going. You always gift him things so it's his turn to return the favor.

Your tense shoulders relax upon feeling the hot water run down your back. You felt bad for the situation the knights were in, particularly Kaeya and Jean as they both shoulder more responsibility than anyone else.

As you change into your pajamas you glance at the small heart shaped box on your bed and feel silly once again. Though you know Kaeya most likely didn't mean what he said you felt bad for always pestering him with your gifts each year.

Now that you look back on it it makes you slightly embarrassed for even giving him them as he probably didn't even eat them let alone pay much mind since he received so much from others. Also such gifts on a day like today were meant for more romantic reasons, you knew he'd never see you in that light if anything and even if you made his slightly more special than the others you made you knew you didn't stand a chance.

You sit by the small box, removing the towel from your head. You lean over a bit, stretching your arm to reach for the small box.

“Should I give them to someone else? I don't want these to go to waste.” A small pout forms on your lips, not knowing if it'd be best to eat them or throw them out, maybe gift them to someone else. Any of these options would leave you feeling guilty either way since you didn't give them to the one person you made them for.

Your finger tugs the ribbon that was neatly wrapped around it when a loud knock at your door made you jump up, box being thrown to the side as the noise scared you out of nowhere.

You stood still, glancing out your bedroom window to see nightfall already upon you, your eyebrows drawn together confused as to whom it could be.

The knocking continues, making you take a reluctant step forward.

“I’ll be there in a second!” you call out, kneeling down and picking up the small box you threw, making your way to the door.

“Sorry, I took a whi-”

“Special delivery.” A breathless Kaeya cuts you off and you freeze.

His hair was falling from the small ponytail he wore it in, his hands held a beautiful bouquet of flowers and a small red box.

“Kaeya? Uh I- what?” you blink, did your ears deceive you? Do your eyes deceive you? Why was Kaeya here? Why was he holding flowers and a small red box? But most importantly why was he out of breath?

“Kaeya what's going-”

“I'm here to deliver these to you, courtesy of me.” he flashes his charming smile your way and you blink again.

“For me? I- um d-don't get me wrong, thank you but you really didn't have to do this…” you feel your heart rate pick up, your face feels hot and you can't bring yourself to look him in the eye.

“Why not? It's only appropriate since you give me things every year without fail, it's about time I do the same.” he states, dead serious now and you swallow nervously. The small box you were holding behind your back fidgeting in your hold.

I didn't even give him his chocolates this year! What am I supposed to say? I can't accept that I feel bad. Your mind races as you feel guilt now crawling its way up into your stomach as you find the proper words to say.

“But I- I haven't given you,” you look up at him and see him already smiling at you, his dumb handsome face makes your breath hitch. “-I didn't get the chance to drop off your chocolates earlier.” you admit, lying a bit but you couldn't tell him the truth. If he found out you were eavesdropping he'd probably get upset.

“I aware, I noticed you didn’t stop by today and I was looking for your box earlier.” He admits, chuckling to himself feeling somewhat embarrassed for admitting it aloud.

“What? My box? But you have so many other gifts, why were you looking for mine?” You ask, feeling your face heat up again.

“Yeah I’m thankful for all the gifts I receive truly, but your chocolates are my favorite. No one makes them quite like you do, you know.” He states matter factly leaning down a bit to get you to look him in the eye again. This bastard knows he’s making you embarrassed. He just wants you to look at him as he does so as punishment for not delivering his chocolates earlier.

“Speaking of your famous chocolates, why didn’t you deliver them? Did you not make them for me this year?” He asks, quite scared of your answer. He was hoping you’d still have them, and kept them just for him and him only. He hopes you didn’t give them to someone else because he wouldn’t know what to say or do if you did.

“No I did!” You quickly say, feeling bad for not doing so earlier, he went through all this trouble and you could’ve prevented this if you’d just given them to him when you went earlier.

“I-I did,” your hands squeeze the box behind your back and you look down at your feet. “Truth is I was there to give them to you but you sounded somewhat busy earlier, I didn’t want to interrupt or put more stress on you than-“

Kaeya’s leg gently opens the door a bit more as you speak. Leaving you standing with your arms behind your back as Kaeya leaned on your door frame. You were subconsciously inching back and closing the door as you were speaking and he wanted to see you more clearly, he didn’t want you hiding away.

“Don’t assume that you’d make me stressed.” His voice is serious and you swallow nervously. “Just because you hear me talking to someone about something that upsets me don’t assume you’d do the same at all, ever. I look forward to your specific box of chocolates every year, the small heart shaped box that only I receive. When you didn’t come to give them to me it made me realize how I don’t want you to ever stop. I want them every year.” You feel your breath get caught in your throat, you peek up at him and the look in his eye makes you want to crumble.

His features look so soft as he smiles at you, the genuine look in his eye making your stomach erupt with butterflies. His tone is serious and soft, making you feel even more nervous.

“I have them,” you pull the box from behind you and stretch your arms out to him. “I didn’t want them to go to waste. I’m glad you look forward to them because now I have a reason to continue making them every year.” You admit, a smile forming on your lips and he blinks at you feeling his heart skip a beat.

“Happy Valentine’s Day Kaeya I hope you enjoy the chocolates I mad-“

In an instant you feel his arms wrap around you, squeezing you close to him feeling his chest rumbling from the chuckle he let out.

“My y/n, you’re truly the first person I’ve ever bought anything for on this day and you still manage to make me feel nervous.” He laughs, pulling back a-bit to look down at you.

Bringing the flowers and small box back into your view as he did so soft smiling playing in his lips. “Now, do you accept these flowers and my heart? Will you be mine?” He asks, his own heart racing against his chest, only spiking up when you beam up at him with that smile he adores so much.

“I always have been, it just took you long to notice.” You giggle and he brings his hand up to your cheek playfully pinching it before leaning down and placing a light kiss where he pinched you.

“I think you’re the one who took a while to notice it sweetheart but you’ve always had my heart, since the very beginning.” He admits, his own face heating up at his confession but it’s all worth it when he sees your burn a beautiful bright red shade.

You bring your hand up, gently placing it over his racing heart. “Happy Valentine’s Day Kaeya.” Your other hand holds up the familiar small heart shaped box and he can’t help but let his smile widen at the sight. The box he’s gotten for so many years, and so many more years to come. Your chocolates will always be his favorite.

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authors note: hello my lovelies ꒰´꒳`∗꒱!!! happy early Valentine’s Day hehehe :3 I gift you this soft Kaeya fic WOOO ( I needed to give u guys a break from angsty OHMY sorry for the overload LMAO) this is a bit different from what I originally planned on writing but I actually ended up liking it so it’s ok! (disclaimer this isn’t proof read so apologies for any errors!!) I do hope you all enjoy though! remember to stay hydrated and stay safe!^~^<33 hehehehe now, if you’ll excuse me I’ll happily be spending Valentine’s Day with my husband Kaeya (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact oneshots #genshin imagines #genshin impact kaeya #oneshot #kaeya x reader #genshin x reader #genshin hurt/comfort #valentines day #kaeya imagines #valentines one shot #genshin valentines

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

Now now, Geoffrey, she's much nicer than anyone you live with...

Serenity's skills after Week One:

KNITTING 6 PAINTING 4 CHARIMSA 3 COOKING 2 GARDENING 2 ENTREPRENEUR 2

Also unlocked the INSPIRED EXPLORER trait, which will help her build up skills - and grab some more collectibles (her main means of making simoleons). The GEEK trait is actually so good for that, who knew? Not me. Just add that to FREEGAN my next Rag to Riches challenge and I'll be set in no time.

Cheats Used:

1. FreeRealEstate to buy an empty lot in Brindleton Bay. 2. Aspirational cheat because the last on the second stage ('Knit While Listening To Music') wasn't getting checked off, even though Serenity did it.

(Picture of the updated house + some ramblings below).

Okay, I admit it. SEASONS, I've underestimated you for far too long.

Previously I've advised people that if they can only choose one expansion pack, get CATS & DOGS - because pets! Why not pets? Also new world! Buut adding seasons, holidays and the variety in harvestables makes the game feel so cyclic and really like the passage of time is a thing.

While I personally would still pick pets, I have to concede that SEASONS simply gives you more to do. If you're not all that into animals and won't pursue the vet career, I can see it being kind of niche, even though to me it's still an essential.

And while Brindleton Bay is gorgeous, the two base game worlds (I don't count Newcrest) still give you a lot of explorable areas and interesting NPCs - and other than being set in New England rather than the US South, it isn't vastly different in feel. The only NPCs from CATS & DOGS that really stand out are the Heckings (because d'aww) and Catarina Lynx - although not in a good way (such a lazy stereotype, EA). When you compare that to CITY LIVING and COTTAGE LIVING (the Crumplebottoms, everyone!), both those packs give you more colourful characters - and a world that feels more like a community, imo.

PARENTHOOD is essential for family gameplay. In terms of build it has surprisingly good items (including a kitchen set, and usually base game kitchens are the bane of my existence) and the CAS will actually make your teenagers look as such. Parenting is also a skill that allows your Sim to directly influence your spawn's behavior and while sometimes (as with the Sims game mechanics as a whole) the phases can be Extra, they are also hilarious. Plus children and teens have the opportunity to earn bonus traits when aged up (good manners, responsible etc) which otherwise can't be acquired.

NIFTY KNITTING in my opinion had the best gameplay mechanic out of all the stuff packs (although PARANORMAL with mediumship and the new investigator role is also solid). And it even gives you a whole new aspiration! There are so many items you can unlock only through knitting, Sims with a decent skill level can teach others how to knit and it also helps children build up their motor skill. It also unlocks Plopsy as a means to make money. Yeah, it is kind of frustrating that much in CAS particularly is locked initially, but to me that means increased playability.

So yeah, obviously personal taste and what you're interested in playing varies a lot from one Simmer to another. But if you are a new player (after trying the free BASE GAME beforehand), I'd pick SEASONS, PARENTHOOD and NIFTY KNITTING. Please please wait for a sale - or if you just can't, grab the three of them in a bundle from the online store.

Finally I realised that the poll results aren't yet viewable to me - this should be exciting :D

#serenity merrythought #sims 4 packs #sims 4 packs review #sims 4 seasons #sims 4 cats & dogs #sims 4 parenthood #sims 4 nifty knitting

[echoing-gravity]

MLB X MCU AU in which Marinette gets revealed as Multimouse to the entire world

Because Alya cant be trusted to be responsible with a camera.

Every-fucking-one knows now. hawkmoth. her PARENTS. Hell even TONY fucking STARK knows she was a hero.

and then her parents make/force her to take Style queens offer to intern in NYC, because, from their perspective she is not safe in paris. and like- the AVENGERS are in new york so surely it must be safe there. so they pack up and move their entire bakery business.

and she ends up going to midtown high-school, where not to her knowledge, fellow teenage superhero Peter parker aka "Your friendly neighborhood SPIDER-MAN" goes to school.

Cute adorable shipping commences.

peter is all like "omg another teenage super hero???!!! like me???? i thought i was the only one???? transferring to MY school?!!! SO COOL!!"

"marinette is super smart, marinette is pretty, she was one of THE Miraculous Ladybug's sidekicks how cool is that??!, marinette is COOL!! maybe we can be friends? how am i gonna talk to someone that cool though?? i cant tell her my secret identity!!!"

insta-crush. peter is a marinette SIMP

(and yo, dont get on my case about marinette being super fucking smart, this is the girl who figured out she was getting a birthday party from just seeing one of her friends holding a bike pump. that girl is a tactical genius! she just has self esteem issues. they are both nerd, their just nerds about differnt things, let the nerds date!!!!)

of course Marinette still has the ladybug miraculous -even tho everyone thinks she doesn't have the rat miraculous anymore- and the miracle box. so she can still fight hawkmoth because the horse is basically fast travel irl, Space miraculous super conveintent.

(also concerning the mirsacle box, im going with my headcanon/Unlucky 13 AU on what that looks like post "ladybug becomes guardain" because that egg thing from canon? fucking lame

These ones^^^)

It would be canon compliant till season 2 and most? of season 3? but like fuck miracle queen, season3 finale + truth made me stop watching the show. so like in this au, lets just assume Fu is dead, and ladybug has had the miracle box for some time now. and that they got the miraculous when they were 13, and are currently 15? yeah? okay.

(also prolly chat salt, it doesn't HAVE to be chat salt, but like- He. Keeps. Trying. To. Quit. And leave all the work to marinette!!!! its happened like 3?? times now? Marinette CANT quit!!! its literally "do this or lose all your memories!!!" she is being held hostage by a fucking magic box full of responsibilities no 15 year old should have to deal with.)

I headcanon that marinette stress-bakes, so like cute scene number #1 after peter and marinette become friends, could be something like "marientte stresses for a test, and then bakes to much food so her parents make her take it to school to share with her peers, and she ends up giving like- 1/2 of them to parker, becuz of his super high metabolism.

and how marinettes got her whole "i'm RESPONISBLE!!! for the whole fucking universe now, omfg i'm the reason fu is basically dead" angsty shit going on which kinda parallels peters whole "i have super powers, and if i dont do something to help then its my fault if someone gets hurt, like how my uncle died. With great power, comes great RESPONSIBLITY!!!" angst. maybe they could trauma bond. who doesn't like a good hurt comfort trauma bond fic?

marinette likes designing fashionable but also functional clothes.

peter likes designing gadgets and techy things. let them be nerds together!!! in love!!

i feel like they would be the kind of couple/friends to just ramble on about their passions and they would listen to each other even tho they dont know much about each others interests yet. (also hey what if marinette and peter co designed one of peters early suits pre-stark suit??? the fucking writing potential this ship has omfg c'mon ppl!!! why are we sleeping on this??)

oh! and maybe peter figures out that marinette is also ladybug -but later on- cuz like, he has superhearing? and tikki isn't as subtle as she thinks she is.

and then he's all in awe like "Wow holy shit!!! she made her ladybug secret identity FOOLPROOF!!!! no one would ever fucking suspect!! maybe she can help me with mine???"

Fox miraculous shenanaigans insue????? The daily Bugles next headline be like: "SPIDER-MAN SAVES SI INTERN PETER PARKER FROM ETC ETC"

( the media thinks Ladybug and Chat are 1000+ years old due to that thing alya found in that museum that one time. and the fact that people know that Thor and Loki are super old.

Ladybug's excuse to the public for letting a teenager, Nay! for letting a THIRTEEN YEAR OLD CHILD use an extremly dangerous magical artifact for a little over 2 years, goes something like this: "Marinette was the ONLY person in france- maybe in the whole world! that was compatible with the Rat miraculous, it takes a very smart person to be able to multitask like that, and marinette has a photographic/phonetic memory."

i headcannon that marinette photographic/phonetic memory, and that the Rat Miraculous is the math miraculous that was mentioned in the comics that one time, and that if an incompatible person were to try and use it they would at BEST develop a severe case of split personality disorder/ or schizophrenia, and at WORST their brain would- just- melt out of their ears. )

Also he calls her "Spots" or "LuckyBug" when shes in hero mode.

(i cant think of cute nicknames for peter, ugh "web head" is just something i cant picture marinette saying. what's the french word for spider? what's the french word for cobwebs??)

She prolly just calls him "Webs" or "Spidey"

#miraculous ladybug #spider man #marinette dupain cheng #peter parker #MLB X MCU #if i ever write a fic about this its gonna be called #spectacular miracular #SpideyBug #the ship name is SpideyBug im deciding this now. #there are only like 30 fics on A03 about this ship and we dont have a name for it yet. #me over here trying to convince the maribat fandom to write mcu crossovers #gonna start a fucking renaissance #Ladybug x Spider-man #Unlucky 13 Au #mlb #rat miraculous #mullo #multimouse #bamf marinette

[pbaintthetb]

For the AU ask... how about an AU where NHS is genuinely a headshaker who doesn't know anything?

Oooh, I did think about something like this once so it's an interstnig ask

Would definitely be cracky because I think there's much comedy potential. TLDR, NHS' is fate's little pet

The man eating castles: NHS, after being shamed by his sect YET AGAIN by his uselessness starts an illfated quest to go look at them and try and sort them out (he doesn't know what or why needs to be sorted, but he heard ramblings while he was hiding from a council meeting so...) and accidentally coincidentally shows up at the same time as Jin Ling. NHS is responsible for NMJ's legs being in the walls, but not becasue he thinks theyre NMJ's legs, more that he's worried about legs in the open

MXY wrote the poision pen letter to Jin Guangyao and mailed it off with a delay before he died, similarly NMJ's arm did make its own way to (roughly) Mo village, which gave MXY an idea...

NHS is absolutely horrified in Gunayin temple- he was just froliciking across the countryside, trying to track a particuarly rare bird, when he was knocked uncncious and woke up in the middle of some weird stand off between Er-ge and San-ge and Wangxian's confession! Poor NHS, what's going on? He certainly doesn't know!- oh and has JGY set off the coffin booby trap? Oh no, NHS had that installed as a favour, in case people thought to mess with his friends' mother, NHS is a big believer in tomb booby traps (read Nie)

The cats thing in the Inn is actually because the inn ownwers in the area talk to each other and got pissed off at Jin Ling being in teh first inn, he's not terrible but he is an unsupervised 13yr old with a repuation for being a bit of a brat and nobody wants to be the one to deal with him, yanno? Altneratively they don't think a 13yr old should be here alone this cose to the creepy Yi city? Where's his guardian? He keeps shouting about how his Jiujiu will hear about this! Maybe he'll come running if he hears about the cats. Because little Jin Ling refused to listen to well meaning advice

NHS shouts out to LXC to be careful, because if JGY even tricked someone like LXC over the years, he should be careful, right? Also NHS is in a moment of high stress, ok? His leg hurts, his friend apparently killed his brother?????????? His booby trap meant to help JGY may have killed him, JGY killed his brother???? And LXC is going to let JGY stand trial, desperate men do odd things (and JGY killed his brother.) LXC should be careful. Regretably everyone now thinks he planned the whole thing because it's so convienent and NHS doesn't even know half the plot to catch JGY let alone half of what JGY did (excepting for, aparently, killing Da-ge) so now everybody thinks NHS is some kind of calculating murderer- and he doesn't even know why? He doesn't know. He really doesn't know. Don't ask.

Thanks for the ask :-), sorry this is kind of rambly and incoherent

#mdzs #nie huaisang

[thewiz9062]

Smiling Critters AU: Catnap's Psyche

NOTE: THIS IS NOT RELATED TO CANON IN THE SLIGHTEST. An accurate description of this au is that I took every playtime.co poster art and promotional material from the game and lit up the rest of canon in a bonfire. Meaning that EVERY character is part of one big cartoon. Thats it. No bigger bodies project, no child souls, no experiments, just a depiction of a cartoon. PLEASE do not ask me to do anything suggestive with anyone.

OK so catnap in an interesting case,

I will be referencing events from my masterpost, but if you want to read like the bare minimum, then his backstory is here because attempting to re-write it here was a chore

I've sort of made him the introvert, but the more I write about him, the more he seems surprisingly adept at reading emotions, and I like it so we're rolling with it. I like to think he felt alot of emotions during his homelessness period, and references his own pain to inquire what others are feeling, and apply a comforting technique based on how he moved on and how they might feel about the situation. If dogday is inspiration and happiness, then catnap is melancholy.

Now I wanna go over his situational mutism, as it's pretty important and affects most of his interactions with the others. First I'll say that I have done some reading but this may still be somewhat inaccurate, and please tell me if I'm way off base so I can edit it if you have better info.

It started during his homelessness, and being uncomfortable around anyone and everyone due to the fact of him literally being a stray cat as well as living alone for 8-9 years didn't really help. Eventually his voice just wouldn't work when interacting with anyone so miming and over-exxagerating facial expressions (to the best of his resting bitch face can allow) is his way of communication. He still ends up wishing he could, but what's done is done. He doesn't know sign language as no one was yk... there to teach him.

I also want to get into how dogday is his closest friend when because in practice, it should be bobby. Picky was kind of put about the whole 'forest cabin kid' thing, but Bobby was understanding and even gave him food, but in terms of interaction, it was just awkward. Both felt bad in different ways, Bobby a little upset that the communication barrier is blocking her from truly being able to help him, and catnap being sad that this the first person his age that willingly wants to talk to him in years and he can't even muster a few words. Even his facial expressions weren't quite working, and their "convos" were more like peaceful interrogations.

Thankfully, she put dogday on the case, and interacting with him was a whole different story. He didn't immediately get awkward when catnap didn't respond to a question and mimed about his situational mutism, instead treating him as if he was talking to someone normally, with a few minor modifications Questions wouldn't require an answer, he would just study his gestures and infer a response, or when he was rambling he wouldn't stop to check if catnap was listening due to his silence, he treated him like he would with anyone else. Maybe he was oblivious to what he was doing right, maybe not, catnap appreciated it either way.

So imagine his suprise when he realized that in a way, Dogday was just like him in a way.

The slip-up in dogday's words revealed he lives in an orphanage, and he doesn't really know his parents as he was abandoned. But his excitable demeanor just didn't make sense to him. It's only when dogday accidentally breaks into a tangent about how his situation isn't bad and that it's okay, and he's okay does catnap realize the subconscious mental limiter dogday's placed on himself. Catnap sees himself in Dogday, but instead of riding all his emotions out, Dogday has suppressed everything, in hopes to make everyone, and to an extent himself, happy. He couldn't just let him continue that, and in some way, that familiarity broke through the uncomfortability as he told dogday that it's alright to sulk. Something that wasn't told to him before.

I like the parallels I made with him and dogday and the backstory I gave him, so that's why I chose situational mutism instead of just being mute. The rest of the critters haven't met catnap yet because that happens during the summer arc so I still have to plan that out.

This psyche series is my way of reminding myself how they think, so if you did read or end up reading my other posts, I would appreciate if you could point out inconsistencies!! Ty for reading this

#poppy playtime #smiling critters #dogday #catnap #alternate universe #headcanon #psychology #i think?