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HOW CAN YALL SHIP TWO PPL THAT NEVER MET😭
I didnt forget about this au XDD
eh poor sukuna and evil EVIL suguru ((( + for the first time might not feel like a big beefy man since Sukuna is taller than he XD
doing facial expressions as an autistic person is like trying to decorate a room in sims 4 without an alt button
its either too much or not enough
i’m sorry i can’t move the furniture in a way that makes it look less like a showroom, i can’t make it look any less fake, i don’t have the tools to
leave me alone
codependency, condescension, mentions of violence, mentions of gangs i think? idk. kidnapping, ran puts his hands on reader, no happy ending u all end up with a cliffhanger kek
this makes zero sense!!!! pls
The footprints your boots leave in the snow are crisp and orderly as you pick at your nails while nearing the steps of your boyfriend's apartment building. The code you know punches itself into the number board and when the speaker buzzes and the door clicks open, you step inside.
His door was exactly 2 floors above where you're standing; it only took you two seconds to bolt up each floor to reach his and knock on his door twice, and then once again.
You hear a quiet rustling come from inside the apartment for a moment before the door clicks and opens slightly; blue eyes look through the crack of the door secured by only a thin chain, and he unchains the door and opens it fully.
“I know ‘m not supposed to be here,” your gaze pointed down, your hands fidget, and you’re shifting your weight between your legs while standing on his foot mat, “I just wanted to say things havent been the same without you, I can't manage without you.”
A moment of silence passes by as Inui looks you in your eyes. You cant scan his emotions, or tell what he’s feeling at the moment, but he does let out a short breath before stepping to the side to allow you to come in.
You sit with your legs tucked under yourself at his couch, and you can hear the faint hum of his fish tank from across the living room. He’s around the corner of the room inside his kitchen, making hot water for the two of you while you sit in silence.
A few moments pass by when he comes into the warm lit space, two cups in hand, and hands one to you.
“I don’t have mint at the moment,” Inui sits down next to you with both hands on his mug. He looks at you with a sad smile on his face. “I’m sorry for how things are currently going.” His face is indifferent, his eyes looking over to your low ones.
He earns nothing short of a quiet grunt from you, meant to be a soft laugh to soften the tense situation you two were in; his fingers shift around his cup.
You’ve noticed from the moment he opened his door that his eyes looked darker, sadder, and sunken in, like the way yours were just a few moments before. You stopped crying only a short time ago, a tired, numb look on your face made everything you’ve experienced evident.
The white stuffed bunny that you’ve caught in your vision (Inui made it when he was seven, he says it's his last memory left of his late uncle, and that makes sense to you because of the messy stitches and missing plastic eye) on the couch is sitting about 2 and a half seats from you, and you’d have half a mind to reach for it if you weren’t currently fixing your lips to say a sentence.
“Just shaken up, that's all.” You breathe out, nod, and bring the cup closer to your face, sniffing the strong cinnamon smell wafting from the steam. You take a sip.
“Ah,” Inui sighs wearily. He isn't looking at you now, his eyes directed to the wall in front of you two, where a TV would stand if a long hallway wasn’t made in the middle.
“Has Koko mentioned anything about management lately?” You ask after you put your cup back down on the glass coffee table.
His face looks nothing short of a bad week, month even; yet he continues to speak.
“He hasn’t mentioned anything about the company's joint account since Ran pulled that stunt last meeting,” you shiver at the name, “real funny act to a guy who gets off on making a living hell out of people's lives.” Inui spits out the last word like it's a curse, and a sharp frown is shown on his face.
Haitani Ran was nothing short of an evil person. He didn’t care for anyone, except his associate members and his brother. He thought your bond with Inui was a waste of time, and approached him frequently to convince Inui to drop you.
Its 6pm when the sun sets, and the light blocking curtains Inui has installed gives his bedroom a quiet look. No artificial light is present, instead three vanilla candles are scattered around on tables; one near his closet, one on the dresser, and one on the nightstand beside the bed you were sitting on the edge of.
Inuis bedsheets are soft and blue, and that’s easy on the eyes, you think. Inui is a benevonlent person, so it shouldnt be a surprise that his house matches his interior.
A few moments have passed since you’ve sat on the bed, and by the time inui comes in you’re halfway under the covers running your index finger over his silk pillow cases. He chuckles under his breath.
He’s wearing a pair of blue athletic shorts, with what appears to be a white t-shirt wrapped around his right hand. His back is facing you as he’s fiddling with some things on his dresser, (that you assume is cologne and deodorant). He turns around once he’s finished.
He’s sliding the shirt on while making paces toward the bed on the other side of the room, and the candles illuminate his face and abdomen.
“I streamed all new law and order episodes every time they came on this week, thought you’d wanna watch them next time you came over.” He speaks in a matter-of-fact tone while grabbing the remote and climbing beside you onto the king-sized mattress. When the ‘on’ button is pressed, the remote makes a short click and the episode starts. You're not even 30 minutes into the first episode before you fall asleep on one of the blue pillows beside you. Inui tucks your shoulders under the covers.
“Ran, you can’t do this,” Inui sounds torn when you register his tone in your mind. He sounds far away, you can make out.
“Sure I can,” A familiar voice, supposedly Ran, answers back in a playful, but dangerous tone.
Your eyes slowly open and you see Ran standing in front of you. He can’t see you’re awake yet but when he begins to walk away, you adjust under the covers, and he catches that.
“Awh,” Ran stops in his tracks and turns his head toward you. Your eyes are fixed on his purple ones when he turns around.
“Look who's awake, Inui.” Inui’s gaze drops to the floor. You’ve lifted your head high enough by now to see his face, and he’s standing in the farthest corner of the room.
Fingers snap close to your face, making your nose scrunch involuntarily. Ran smiles when he sees you flinch.
“Hi,” He’s unforgiving when he places a heavy hand on the right side of your neck, yanking you out of your place under the covers to stand up on the cold hardwood floor.
“Ran, that hurts,” You hiccup.
“I’m not sure why you thought you’d be safe after denying Manjiros orders,” His grip tightens on the side of your neck.
Inui grimaces. Ran’s face moves closer to yours, and you try to pull away. He lets go of you, and you hunch over onto the floor.
“Anyway, I’ll be taking the girl to Mikey. Don’t try to make moves. Kokonoi already knows and he won’t be on your side anytime soon.” Ran speaks casually when he starts rummaging through the nightstand, fishing out Inui’s gun from the mess of clothes inside the drawer.
“We’ll be heading out, Inui.” Ran leans over, grabs your hand, and drags you to the door. You turn your head to face Inui, only shame and guilt plastered on his face. Ran notices this moment between you two (the face he makes at this realization is almost sickening) and laughs.
“You’d be the luckiest man in the world if you ever see your girl again,” Ran quips, and then turns to you, “and you, take that frown off your face,” He pinches at your cheek,
“It’s fucking unbecoming of you.”
I feel hot rn but not in like an Ayesha Eroctia kinda way but like fragile doll that'll set the darkness upon the world if one more thing goes wrong today kinda way
mha quirk stuff (speculation + thoughts stuff)
so so (MANGA SPOILERS. also i got severely off topic, question or headcanon-ish [What if Aizawa's quirk didn't work on Deku?] is just what got it started)
uhhhhhhhhhhhh iirc in the anime it does work but like
quirk factor. would deku have one? does ofa count???? logically not exactly cause a quirk is in the dna (BUT to get ofa you have to swallow dna, but afos quirk doesnt work like that he just hand-to-face. but quirk stuff. what, he sucks out a part of the dna the quirk resides in? or what if the quirk factor thing doesnt go in them but rather the quirk does when he gives it away, but it doesnt exactly mingle with the dna.. take aoyama. the quirk drawback is a bad stomach [at first for like a second] which doesnt make sense since youd think hed have some sort of resistance, like if he was born with it [[UNLESS THE RESISTANCE PART ISNT A QUIRK BUT GENES. LIKE TOUYAS RESISTANCE TO COLD DESPITE HIS FIRE QUIRK]], but no, the body is completely normal, or quirkless basically,. its not a fully reasonable drawback. and then theres deku whos drawback is that the quirk is too powerful, which itself is a key that 'this is not mine'. i think that the quirk grows with the user so it wouldnt have such a volatile drawback, but it could be just from adaption and genes so that drawbacks arent so bad. like bakugo wont seriously hurt his hands from igniting an explosion from them i completely lost my point. ), and there IS the thing about the body possibly rejecting it-- oh what if dekus body rejected ofa? like yknow how ppl transplant hearts and stuff- i cant recall if it was just for artificial stuff but there IS the chance that the body rejects it for various reasons
then again you couldnt reason its cause of a lack of quirk factor (but if i go with the theory that afo just gives the quirk and the body has to figure out a way for it to mingle with said dna then logically instead of a quirk factor thingy then thered be some rumors of the body rejecting that dna and basically attacking itself, see what i was talking about), because the quirk factor would come from First, who then would be trading off that quirk factor to the next... but then how do multiple quirk factors work? they dont because it leads to nomus sorta ish. (except the doctor guy is the one making them into what they are) id like to think its what happens in demon slayer when Muzan's blood (how he turns them into demons) is with someone incompatible and instead kills them or something but i couldnt say okay this is why i cant put my thoughts down, leave it to eat dinner, then forget about this and watch anime. im like re-reading, elaborating on some point then it not making sense because then i try to elaborate a different point
i feel like deku when hes writing stuff down muttering, then rereading what hes writing while writing and getting completely sidetracked because then he goes back to erase some stuff and elaborate but then hes also thinking about the other stuff he wrote and getting sidetracked again because.... y e a h
take this weird rant i was just curious about the possibility of the body rejecting a quirk, which brought up muzan from demon slayer who infuses his blood into humans to turn them into demons (who id like to think could be nomus in mha with the blood and quirk thing. actually what if afo gave quirks by giving them his blood via quirk transfer hand thing), and sometimes those humans dont turn and in some way reject them and die which point above ^ actually what if the rejects were nomu since one person cant handle multiple quirks (ok but what if the rejects regardless if there were any became nomu because hey, a perfectly good body! but if they exist how do the body mingle with new quirks? they cant unless theyre alive and heart beating for their body to actually work, but there ARE those who talk, like the high end i think. so they id think have some sort of life in them..? but hoW but shigaraki is a thing who died and then revived in the thing to get prepared for use of afo so revival IS a thing u nless its just cause afo is afo but . ....?????????). i th i was gonna say i think it was said somewhere but then i remembered nagant who had her og quirk and the floating one
she wasnt insane or whatever and she DOES have conscious thought considering she HAS turned sides- not a spy because afo fuckin exploded her when she failed
...i..
im gonna shut up now
the amount of times ive gone back to elaborate is so many that this makes zero sense now anyway take this anyway
Okay, can someone please tell me why Dachshund is pronounced "doxen"? Like, how does that make sense? It looks like it should be pronounced "dash hund" or "dack shunned", frankly I thought it was pronounced "dash hound" because that was the closest thing that sounded like a real name, h on earth did they get "doxen" from Dachshund? I'm pretty sure this is why everyone just calls them Wiener Dogs
i love curling up in my bed after having a sweet treat, playing a Game, and engaging in intelectual thought
Like you can't damage nuclear waste with another bucket of nuclear waste but if you stick your hand in it's gonna get burnt and it's probably your fault for annoying them
when i say rosekiller is a toxic relationship, i NEVER mean that they're toxic to each other. they're toxic to people around them. recognise the difference.
"#voting mace to spite the obi wan girlies #he's not that hot"
girl you get me! Never got why the fandom decided that everyone must think Obi-Wan is super hot when he just looks like Standard British Guy I see walking down the street
no but like, i never saw the appeal. when i was a kid and i watched the prequels, everyone was just equally ugly to me. now that i've grown up, anakin looks nice, but that's it. obi wan is average to okay looking. it's like this collective going 'obi wan is so hot' and i'm just wondering if there was a convention that i missed where everyone decided that obi wan was hot.
"Hey, hey kid? You want this?"
I give you an empty candy wrapper
"There's way more when that came from."
You look down and see my pockets overflowing with empty candy wrappers, they start falling to the ground. Where do they come from? Where do they go?
me on my fifth online name change and bordering on my second irl one: heehee trans