in his own special way

the foxhole meme pt. 2

pt 1!

  • aaron: oh my god kevin can we please watch something that’s not exy-
  • kevin, scandalised: i will not have this blasphemy in my household
  • nicky narrates kevin’s morning routine with his best david attenborough impression 
  • ’-and here we see the rare stickballus obssesivus foraging for foo-OW KEVIN NO DONT THROW THE TOASTE-‘ 
  • andrew: i hate neil
  • some hater: yeah he sucks 
  • andrew: come the fuck at me 
  • allison: alright neil, and the second rule of fashion is that crocs are banned
  • neil: why would I want to wear reptiles on my feet
  • allison: 
  • nicky, dramatically: my world is falling to pieces everyone hates me and i am a wreck 
  • aaron: k
  • nicky: THATS NOT WHAT YOURE SUPPOSED TO SAY
  • nicky: don’t worry matt andrew shows affection in his own special way 
  • andrew: josten i’m going to kill you one day.
  • neil, not looking up from his phone: k babe 
  • nicky: see? true love
  • aaron replaces some of kevin’s veggies with plastic toys when he’s annoyed and just. waits
  • foxes: do anything 
  • aaron: i hate this fucking family 
  • neil: matt can we go im tire-
  • matt: HI TIRED IM DAD 
  • nicky replaces all the extra rackets with baseball bats and kevin nearly beheads him with one
  • nicky: hEY SLOW DOWN HENRY VIII 
  • kevin: HISTORY REFERENCES WONT SAVE YOU NOW 
  • matt: hi honey 
  • dan: hey sweetie
  • matt: no sorry i was talking to neil
  • dan: oh same

to break things down, this is why harry did this concert tonight:
- for the fans who made the effort to show up for him, to show how much he loves and appreciates them
- for the charity he so graciously is donating all the proceeds to
- for those affected by the tragedy in manchester, to pay them a tribute in his own special way

note that none of these reasons are for himself. if he chose himself, he would have cancelled the show. but he didn’t, because he would always think of the love he can give to others than what he can give to himself.

Awesome underated comedy/slice of life to whatch

I have to say it I wasn’t that much fan of comedy as a genre since I love tragedy and sad anime mores but once in a while we all need a good anime to make us laugh loudly:D. I became a fan of the genre after watching gintama I guess but I wanted to share some others anime that made me literally cry for the too much laugh.

1.

Tanaka-kun wa Itsumo Kedaruge

I literally fell in love with the anime. The comedy is great, the characters are awesome and special in their own way. And oh tanaka, his seiyuu (ono kensho) was awesome as always, no need to say he is one of my most favorites ever lol.

Synopsis

For high school student Tanaka, the act of being listless is a way of life. Known for his inattentiveness and ability to fall asleep anywhere, Tanaka prays that each day will be as uneventful as the last, seeking to preserve his lazy lifestyle however he can by avoiding situations that require him to exert himself. Along with his dependable friend Oota who helps him with tasks he is unable to accomplish, the lethargic teenager constantly deals with events that prevent him from experiencing the quiet and peaceful days he longs for.

[Written by MAL Rewrite]

Whatch it if you’re searching for:

  •  Great comedy
  • Fluffy dramma with some hints of romace
  • Lovely soundtrack
  • The art is so cute and on point
  • The gags are hilarious and quite original
  • Watch it for the amazing brotp



You only need tanaka as a reason tho , he is the real Mvp, I’m quite fond of him



2.

Hoozuki no Reitetsu

Originally posted by twotheleft

Meet hoozuki one of the most badass characters I’ve seen in anime. This was such  a fresh breath of air. I mean, how often do you see the king of hell being treated like a little punk Lmao. And they announced it will have a second season yay

Synopsis

Hell is a bureaucracy, and business is running smoother than ever thanks to the demonic efficiency of Hoozuki, chief deputy to Lord Enma, the King of Hell. Whether offering counsel to the Momotarou of Japanese folklore or receiving diplomatic missions from the Judeo-Christian Hell, the demon who runs the show from behind the king’s imposing shadow is ready to beat down any challenges coming his way into a bloody pulp. Metaphorically, of course… The poster boy for micromanagement and armed with negotiation skills worthy of Wall Street, Hoozuki no Reitetsu follows the sadistic and level-headed Hoozuki as he spends his days troubleshooting hell. With an abundance of familiar faces from popular Japanese legends and East Asian mythology working middle management positions, this referential and anachronistic dark comedy brings new meaning to the phrase “employer liability.” Just how hard could it be to manage employees from hell, anyway? [Written by MAL Rewrite]

For the fans of tonari no kaibutsu kun, they also made an apparence in hoozuki


Watch it if you’re searching for:

  • Badass yet not overpowered as fuck characters
  • For the great comedy
  • Watch it if you’re interested in the japanese folklore
  • The lovely and refreshing artstyle
  • Watch it for those two Lmao, You will laugh until your stomach hurts, I garantee that

Originally posted by aittla


3.

Gugure! Kokkuri-san

Originally posted by panda123334

Thi anime is such a gem and yet noone seem to know it bruh. The characters were all crazy and yet tender. The comedy is great and I love how they want to break most of the tropes in comedy anime Lmao

Synopsis

Kohina Ichimatsu, the self-proclaimed doll, called out the fox ghost Kokkuri-san with a suspicious incantation! But it was a story of the past where Kokkuri-san was able to answer any question you had. Nowadays, it relies on a certain search engine, but is actually bad at anything digital. He was going to possess Kohina, but got worried about her living all alone and devotes himself to do chores as if he was her mother. On top of that, the dog ghost Inugami who is infatuated with Kohina and the old good-for-nothing supernatural raccoon dog Shigaraki decide to root themselves with her as well!

(Source: Crunchyroll)

Watch it if you’re searching for:

  • Hilarious comedy
  • The lovely character devolpment of the main protagonist
  • The fluffy yet adorable bonds that  the anime manages to create
  • Attractive spirit struggling with a mid-life crisis due to him fearing for his relevance in the the modern world Lol

Originally posted by panda123334


4.

Saiki Kusuo no Ψ-nan (TV)

The only anime that managed to make me laugh this much was gintama. This is literally a masterpiece Lmao since it never fails to make you laugh

Synopsis

To the average person, psychic abilities might seem a blessing; for Kusuo Saiki, however, this couldn’t be further from the truth. Gifted with a wide assortment of supernatural abilities ranging from telepathy to x-ray vision, he finds this so-called blessing to be nothing but a curse. As all the inconveniences his powers cause constantly pile up, all Kusuo aims for is an ordinary, hassle-free life—a life where ignorance is bliss.

Unfortunately, the life of a psychic is far from quiet. Though Kusuo tries to stay out of the spotlight by keeping his powers a secret from his classmates, he ends up inadvertently attracting the attention of many odd characters, such as the empty-headed Riki Nendou and the delusional Shun Kaidou. Forced to deal with the craziness of the people around him, Kusuo comes to learn that the ordinary life he has been striving for is a lot more difficult to achieve than expected.

[Written by MAL Rewrite]

Watch it if you’re searching for:

  • 4th wall, what was it again?
  • Similiar comedy to gintama, you will love them both
  • Aparody of the genre itself
  • An amazing protagonist  whose sasiness is his fashion Lamo

Just go and watch this hidden gem now, you will underastand immediatly why it is so good.

Originally posted by sisselwolfgang


English isn’t my first language so I hope you will make it through the grammatical mistakes

Harry Potter Preferences - Part 7: Valentine’s Day

Draco: You would basically already wake up under a pile of presents. It’s not that Draco wouldn’t spoil you anyways, but on days like this he would go *slightly* over the top. Jewelry, flowers, chocolate and dinner at a fancy restaurant. You would’ve tried to tell him that this wasn’t necessary, but you knew he only ment good, wanting to show you that you deserve everything this world has to offer.

Sirius: Since he wouldn’t be that much into cheesy traditions, Sirius soon developed his own way to make this day special for the both of you. Every year he’d take you on a road trip, never telling you where you’d be going this year, but it would always be some kind of place that you wanted to visit for quite some time now.

Remus: Considering that Remus already had a thing for chocolate, you were the one that decided to visit a chocolate factory that offered guided tours. You loved the look on his face when his expression changed from surprise over confusion to basically sugar sweet excitement.

Neville: With Neville you would practically drown in flowers. He would not only give them to you as soon as you woke up, but it also became a tadition for the two of you to visit the zoo. It might seem childish to some people, but years ago you thought it would be a funny idea since both of you loved animals, which is why you just stuck to it.

Cedric: Both of you would enjoy classic, more simple activities that would allow you to focus on each other. Which is why Cedric would take you to a cozy little restaurant, with some prive space to dance afterwards. You two would spend the whole night talking, dancing and in the end just curling against each other when you arrived back home, not really needing a special day to show the other one how much you love them.

Fred: Fred would take you to a Quidditch game every year. Both of you were huge Quidditch fans and visiting those games on special occasions would remind both of you of the day you met. You would grab something to eat as well, but the bigger part of the evening would be spent laughing and cheering with thousands of other people.

George: Cheesy romance wouldn’t really fit with the two of you, which is why you developed a rather unconventional Valentie’s Day tadition. Every year the two of you would go to an ‘Escape Room’. Getting locked somewhere and having to solve all kinds of riddles to get out wouldn’t only be fun for both of you, it would also once again show what a great team you guys are.

Harry: Neither of you would really enjoy going out on Valentine’s Day, because the thing you enjoyed most would be each others company. This is why you would usually stay inside, cook together and afterwards some cuddling in front of the fire place.

My Bread and Butter

While shopping at the local market, Adrien attracts some attention.

This oneshot was inspired by @ryuusadesu and some of her own venting! And of course my brain—every time I see something remotely cute, I think about how the situation would apply to the lovesquare/ML universe!!

(ao3 link)

Hope you enjoy reading!

Adrien walked down the market sidewalk, hands already slightly full of groceries he had already purchased. The morning sun lazily made its way through the slight overcast and streamed across the various overhangs and openings, making Adrien smile as he looked skywards, already noting the few breaks in the clouds.

Today was going to be a lovely day.

He shuffles some of the bags in his hands in order to glance at the list in his pocket. Just about everything on the list has been taken care of, and it’s then that a selection of baguettes at a nearby stand catches his eye.

Chatting briefly with the vendor, Adrien selects a fresh baguette, tucking it under an arm as he pays for it, nodding in thanks before continuing down the market.

As he walks, the grocery items on display are switched out for flowers, colours blooming and petals unfolding in the soft wind. Just before he really delves into the flower area of the market, a tug from the inside of his jacket gives him pause.

He looks up to see a cheese stall. Wheels of cheese piled high, samples displayed on a cutting board. A sharp smell overpowers the bouquets next door and Adrien chuckles before whispering down into his jacket.

“I already brought you Camembert,” he chuckles lowly, shaking one of the bags in his hand.

“But Adrien,” comes a voice from his jacket, “I have a very advanced palette! All cheese should be tasted!”

Sighing out a half-hearted sigh, Adrien walks over to the cheese seller, laughing at the excited wiggles in his jacket.

Once armed with another bag—this one carrying its own special scent—Adrien makes his way into the flower area of the market. Bright colours and sweet scents fill the air and Adrien pauses, wondering if he could manage carrying a bouquet all the way home, along with all the bags he already has.

He was pondering an arrangement of delicate lilacs and tulips when a sudden whistle from behind him causes him to jump.

The sound made him immediately blush on instinct. It had been years since he modelled professionally but still the attention and reaction it garnered from people left him embarrassed.

On instinct he lifts a hand up to scratch the back of his head, only to quickly realize his hand was much too full to accomplish such a task. Instead he stands up straight, masking his face with composure and finesse, as he was taught to do so.

He was an adult. He could most definitely handle himself. And besides that he was not an object to be objectified over. It had happened so many times before, a loud wolf whistle, followed by excited screams. Someone asking for a selfie or autograph…some people getting far too comfortable with touching him. At worst he would just have to politely excuse himself was all. He was fine.

Holding his head up high, and with some pink still staining his cheeks, Adrien turned around—

Only to burst out laughing at the familiar face the met.

There she stood before him, one hand cradling piles of flowers and the other holding a half-full basket. The small mischievous smile on her face bloomed as she joined him in his laughter.

“What?” She said as their laughter died down, “You are quite handsome! And all beauty should be appreciated, no?”

She stepped forward, the gentle light played across her face, causing Adrien’s smile to falter into sudden awe. The blush on his face reddens. He snaps himself out of it just as quick as she nears him. As she comes to a stop in front of him, she raises her basket in offer for Adrien to deposit the groceries into. He complies, setting down the various bags of vegetables, cheese, and fruit into the basket.

Tilting his head to the side, he stares at her. “Well, um,” he says, “I, um…thank you?”

He scratches the back of his head momentarily before remembering himself and reaching for the full basket. He grabs the handle from her taking the bulk of the groceries in hand.

She smiles up at him, and he gets distracted my the freckles on her cheeks.

Adrien clears his throat, suddenly he feels too warm. Trying to recover himself, he returns her smirk, trying to channel his alter ego. “I don’t think your husband would appreciate you wolf whistling at handsome men in public markets,” he says.

She raises an eyebrow at him. “Oh, he appreciates it just fine” she laughs as she reaches to take the baguette from under his arm, lessening his load.

“Well…yeah” he chuckles, looking away shyly, “You’re not wrong.” Inwardly, he curses his lack of charm.

She stretches up towards him, her lips puckered and on instinct Adrien bends over slightly. His cheek meets her lips for a quick and playful kiss.

All of a sudden, a sharp smack on his behind jerks him forward. Stunned, Adrien turns. He stares at Marinette, who seems to be struggling to uphold a face of innocence. Behind her back, she holds the baguette, fresh from having struck him across the rear, like a weapon she wants to remain hidden. When she meets his wide-eyed expression, she looks ready to explode with laughter.

Trying to once again compose himself, Adrien straightens up, a sudden thought coming to his mind. He smiles.

“What,” he begins, “admiring the buns now?”

That does it. She bursts into giggles, her eyes closing tight as she shuffles the baguette into the same arm that holds the bouquet of flowers. Her now free hand covers her mouth. She nods lightly.

He smiles at her.

As her laughing subsides, she wraps her arms around the bread and flowers, the petals brushing against her face. She breathes in the fragrant smell and presses her lips together, as if she were trying to rein in any further giggles on her part.

With bright eyes she looks up at him, her own face painted light pink with blush. They stand there, a happy couple in the midst of a bustling marketplace.

She steps closer to him, a large smile breaking out across her face. In a quiet whisper, she says, “I loaf you.”

For a few long seconds, he simply stares at her. His heart is so full and he is simply overcome with happiness. Finally, the Chat Noir part of him scoffs, even as his flush reddens.

“My Lady,” he says dryly, “that’s a baguette.”

She pouts cutely at him. Her brows furrowing in mock annoyance.

“Well, it’s a bread product!” She counters.

He smiles at her. “I think you can do better. After all this time with me, you would think your pun ability would be more proficient! You’re not quite at my level of wordplay it would seem!”

She takes a step back, narrowing her eyes at him. “What?” she exclaims, “Oh please! I am just as good, if not better! Remember that time we were looking for a new couch? What was it I said…?” He chuckles. She’s rambling. “Oh! That one couch that was blue and orange! Ugh, do you remember? And I said ‘Oh! Well as long as it gives us compliments every time we sit down—’”

Laughing lightly, Adrien takes a step forward, cutting off her off with a kiss on the forehead.

She freezes. He leans back to look down at her, enjoying the blush deepening on her cheeks. She fumbles for a moment, biting her lip and looking anywhere but his face.

Finally she glances back up at him.

“Ummmmm…” she begins, and he leans back in close to catch her soft whisper. “I baguette you?”

He laughs freely as he leans down to cover her lips with his. Just before he closes the distance between them, he whispers, “I baguette you too.”

BTS Reaction to: another guy flirting with their S/O

Thank you to anon for the request!

***I do not own any of the gifs***

Seokjin:

The second Jin saw some other guy flirting with you, he’d rush over demanding that you introduce him to your “friend.” He’d be polite and friendly to the guy, although you’d still be able to see fire burning in his eyes. Jin would also stand really close to you, grab your hand, and basically do anything he could to make sure the other guy knew that you weren’t single. 

“Hi! I’m Seokjin, Y/N’s boyfriend. I love meeting her friends, you know being her boyfriend and all. Did I mention I’m her boyfriend?”

Yoongi:

Yoongi wouldn’t want to make it obvious to you that he was jealous when he saw another guy trying to flirt with you. He’d want you to know that he trusted you, so he’d watch from afar but you’d be able to see him glaring daggers into the back of the guy’s head from where he sat. I also imagine him getting up and walking by you about a million times, each time with a dark glare drilling directly into the guy trying to flirt with you. 

Hoseok:

If I could describe his reaction in one word: DISTRACTIONS. Hoseok wouldn’t say a word when he saw someone trying to flirt with you, instead, he’d stand in the back where only you could see him and try to distract you. He’d do every single bit of aegyo he knew, make kissy faces, dance seductively, and do basically anything he could to take your attention away from the other guy.

Namjoon:

Namjoon would be glued to your side when he noticed another guy making attempts to flirt with you. He’d be really touchy and would play with your hair and wrap his arm around your waist. He’d also be super snarky with the other guy, laughing mockingly at anything he said and probably mumbling snide comments under his breath until the other guy left. If you confronted him about it afterward, he’d play cute and act like he had no idea what you were talking about. 

Jimin:

Jimin would do everything he could to get you away from the guy trying to flirt with you. He’d come up to you and attempt to drag you away, claiming that he had to show you something really important. If that didn’t work, he’d come up to you, just deciding for you that it was time to leave and telling the other guy that you weren’t interested, all with an innocent smile on his face.

“Sorry, Y/N isn’t interested in you, try again never.” 

Taehyung:

Taehyung, of course, would probably have come up with his own special way of driving away the guy who was flirting with you. He would come up to you and the other person, acting like he didn’t know you and would make his own attempts to flirt with you. While the other guy would be trying to make you laugh, Taehyung would cut him off each time with a cheesy pickup line or a compliment, pretending that he had just seen you for the first time.

“Hey Y/N, I mean random stranger who I’ve never seen before, I lost my number, can I please have yours?”

Jungkook:

Jungkook would be similar to Yoongi in that he’d have a stone cold glare plastered to his face, except he’d be standing right next to you and staring directly at the guy trying to flirt with you. He’d  keep his eyes glued to the other guy, keeping a firm scowl until he left out of utter uncomfortableness. Afterward, it’d be really difficult to get Jungkook off of you as he’d follow you around for the rest of the day, ready to scare off anyone else who dare to flirt with his S/O. 

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Be Proud of Me [Batsis]

Anonymous requested: “Could you do a batsis imagine where she goes on a dangerous mission that her father told her not to go on and ends up dying in her fathers or brothers arms?

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: Death

Word Count: 1254

[F/F] = Favorite Flower

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“Let me go! I can help!” you exclaimed loudly, your voice resonating through the Batcave. Your posture was rigid and one of defiance and you knew that going against your father was a grave idea, but you couldn’t help it. Bruce stared at you coldly and shook his head, ignoring your pleads again. That only fueled your anger. “Dad!”

“I will not risk your life, [F/N]. This mission is dangerous.” he said calmly, moving to prepare himself, Tim not too far behind him. “You are much more useful here.”

Though those words stung, you bit back your insults and instead tried to convince him that you were capable, at least, that was your intention. What came out of your mouth instead made you sound like a whiny brat.

“But Tim gets to go! And Dick! Why can’t I?!” you complained furiously. “I’ve trained all my life, I have been on countless missions, yet you always keep me sheltered! How am I supposed to learn?! Are you not proud of me, is that it?!

With a sigh, Bruce turned to look at you, “no, [F/N], it’s not like that… it’s–your graduation is tomorrow, I don’t want you hurting yourself. We can afford to take a punch to the face, but you can’t.”

“What kind of excuse is that?!” you snapped, “graduation? Last time I checked even when you had a meeting with the American president you still went on patrol and missions. A bruise or two can be fixed with make-up. You’re just making excuses because you don’t want me to go!” Your voice rose in volume as your rant continued, all that pent up frustration and anger you held came rushing out all at once. “You know, I can never learn because you are always trying to keep me safe, but I don’t need your protection! I can handle myself! Just let me go and I’ll prove to you–”

“Enough!” Bruce yelled, causing you to stop immediately and shrink back slightly. He looked and sounded angry, and you knew when your dad was angry, there was no convincing him. “You are to stay here, assist us any way possible and you do not, under any circumstances, leave the premise. Is that clear?”

“But–”

Is that clear?” he repeated, his eyes glinting with fury, warning you to stand down. You reluctantly nodded your head.

With your teeth gritted, you managed to say, “yes dad.”

Bruce released a deep breath and recomposed himself. “Good. Then we’ll get going now. Tim?” The younger boy stepped forward, but stayed behind when Bruce walked to the Batmobile. He placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Sorry [F/N]…” he murmured, looking guilty. You shook your head, not trusting your words to be genuine and kind. You were absolutely, abominably furious and you knew anything that came out of your mouth would be nothing short of venomous.

You watched them take off and stared at the way they exit even after they left. On any other day, you would calm down, but this time you couldn’t but grow increasingly resentful of your family’s decision to leave you behind. Hadn’t you proved time and time again that you were capable? You were born for this life. You had began training ever since you could walk and you could proudly say you matched Dick’s flexibility and Tim’s wits. You were as skilled as any of them, and you were going to prove it.

With a surge of confidence and indescribable rage, you changed into your costume, hopped on your motorbike and sped off into the city, defying your orders for the first time in your life.


It was almost laughable, the sight that you were staring at. The sight was pitiful really–the polluted night sky, the smog obscuring the stars that made the darkness a priceless piece of art. You wanted to turn away, turn away from the very thing that showed how the world had fallen, but you had no power to move.

You winced every time you breathed. Blood oozed out of the wound on your chest, the wound that was inflicted to you while you were trying to shield a little boy from harm. Now, you were lying on an abandoned street, hand pressing just a minimal part of the large wound.

You felt lightheaded and everything was blurring out. You were so tired, but you fought to stay awake. At the back of your mind, you knew what the fatigue meant, but you didn’t want to go.

You heard rapid footsteps approaching you and your heartbeat increased in fear of who in may be. When you saw your dad, your fear only increased. You couldn’t tell his expression under his mask. You felt his arms snake under you but when he tried to lift you up, you cried out, causing him to stop. He placed his hand over yours, helping you press against the wound even when you two knew it was hopeless.

“D-Dad… I’m sorry…” you gasped, feeling tears well up. Your lips trembled as you tried to apologize, apologize for not listening to him, for not trusting him. “I-I’m so sorry, I-I–”

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay.” Bruce cooed, holding you closely, yet still being gentle. He sounded so lost, so utterly broken. You tried to nod, but you couldn’t.

“C-Can you… ta-take off your cowl? I want t-to see you.” you requested quietly. He did as you asked him and you couldn’t help but smile when you saw your dad’s face. Although he looked like he was on the verge of tears and was desperately trying to keep it together, you couldn’t help but remember all the times he put you to bed, found time to read you bedtime stories when you were little and allowed you into his bed when you had a nightmare. You couldn’t help but remember him ruffling your hair after the end of each training session and congratulating you in his own, special and unique way when you did something right. You remembered all of that, and your heart ached because you knew it was ending. You could never have any of that again.

With a small, feeble voice that could be lost in the wind, you whimpered, “Dad… I-I’m scared… I-I don’t want to d-die.” You began to cry and he stroked your hair, trying to calm you down. His eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“Hey, you’re not going to die.” he said the beautiful lie in a wavered voice. When you wouldn’t stop weeping, he continued, “listen to me, let me tell you what’s going to happen.” Through the tears, he smiled.

He began in the gentlest of voices, “tomorrow… we’ll be in the auditorium of your school for your graduation. When they call your name… you will get your diploma, and your brothers and I will be in the audience, clapping the loudest of all. And–” he swallowed as he tried to keep his voice steady, “–and when you come down, we’ll be waiting for you.” He sounded distant now, but you could hear how his voice cracked. “We’ll hand you a bouquet of [F/F], and we’ll embrace you, and I will say…” a tear fell from his face when he saw how your eyes were slowly losing their shine, “I’m proud of you, [F/N].” You smiled; all you wanted was to make your dad proud.

No father is as proud as I am of you.”

And with those words, you were at peace.

anonymous asked:

your writing gives me life 😍 how would rfa + v + saeran react to MC being an engineering or physics major? I hope this isn't too weird, I'm just curious how they would react to MC having a tight and stressful work schedule to due to assignments and exams (currently in exam hell and it wrecks me), MC being a total science nerd and making bad physicist jokes lolol (guilty of that) and sometimes just totally engrossed in science I'm a huge dork hahah

Thank you :) Hope everything goes well for you! Good luck!



Zen:

  • Kind of insecure at first
  • Cuz he didn’t go to school
  • But supportive as heck
  • Makes sure you’re still healthy
  • Offers to make dinner a lot–especially during exams
  • He’s busy with rehearsals too, so he makes sure you eat together for quality
  • He’ll practice his singing while you’re studying
  • It actually helps a lot
  • You shoot out your physics puns
  • And he shoots right back with some pick up lines
  • It’s a good time, fam

Yoosung:

  • He’s right in the exam boat with you
  • You guys make a study fort
  • Spend more time on the fort than studying
  • He’s really good about making sure you both eat well
  • You take turns cooking to give each other a break
  • He leaves love notes on pink sticky notes on all your textbooks
  • He’s one of those people who will say candy is your reward for each problem
  • Puts gummy bears on the different sections
  • Sometimes you trade candy for kisses
  • Blushy Yoosung

Jaehee:

  • She finds your major very impressive
  • Always encouraging you to keep pursuing your passion
  • Will make sure your coffee is always filled
  • She’s also drowning in work
  • So, very sympathetic
  • Helps you make flashcards to study
  • It’s so neat…a lot neater than yours
  • The type to give you healthy snacks
  • “Jaehee…I want chocolate, not carrots.”
  • Is actually supportive of your all-nighters
  • Makes sure you have a blanket if you fall asleep while studying
  • Doesn’t always get your science jokes
  • But she does buy you a shirt with a physics joke on it

Jumin:

  • Has Edibles Fruit Basket delivered to your house
  • Knows you want some quiet time, so he offers to take care of your other business
  • Of course you refuse
  • Offers to get you tutors if you need any sort of help
  • Makes your favorite pancakes for snacks
  • Occasionally stops at your desk to give you a kiss on the cheek
  • Makes Elizabeth stay with you so you have some comfort
  • Has the chefs make you whatever you want whenever you want
  • Has a huge white board brought in and helps you organize your notes
  • Will quiz you harshly...but you’re thankful anyway

Seven:

  • He’s so ready to help you
  • He studied some of that in college too…
  • To help you with engineering concepts, he builds different contraptions and explains his process
  • He’s the worst at quizzing you though…gets too distracted
  • But sometimes you don’t mind…cuz he gives kisses as rewards
  • You both forgot about studying at one point. Oops
  • Offers to make your flashcards…puts little spaceships on them
  • If you pull an all-nighter, he will pull all-nighter with you
  • Snacks are always in stock
  • If you’re on your computer too long, he’ll hack it and remind you to take a break
  • You start spitting out science jokes 
  • “You want to outjoke the jokester, MC? Ha!” You both go back and forth for hours

Saeran:

  • Like Seven, he’s pretty good at these things too
  • But he refuses to help. Says you need to learn on your own.
  • Has his…own special way of encouraging you
  • “If you don’t pass this test, you won’t get a job.”
  • “You’re not helping…”
  • “My point is work hard!”
  • Doesn’t like you pulling all nighters
  • If you fall asleep while working, he’ll totally wrap you in a blanket
  • Not
  • Shakes you awake “Are you planning to learn the textbook by osmosis?”
  • More of coach than an encourager
  • Will treat you to anything you want afterwards

V:

  • Tried to help you once
  • But couldn’t decipher anything
  • He’s a photographer, not a physicist
  • He does explain angles really well….thanks to photography
  • He’s super supportive during exam season
  • Makes sure you get some peace and quiet
  • Gives you any photos to encourage you
  • Coffee is made, tea is made…he even bought you cookies
  • He picks you up from university when your exam is over
  • So you guys can go any place you want as a treat
I’ll Take One Prince Charming Please. - BuckyxReader - One Shot

Originally posted by sebstanslaugh

AN - It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I’ve hard quite a lot of ups and downs resulting in me not being on here much, but times have changed and we are back at it. I hope you all enjoy.

One of Shield’s top agents is attending Sharon and Steve’s wedding on her own. She starts rambling on about how she wants her 50′s disney prince charming type romance. We all know who she bumps into.

Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Fluffy fairytale esque.
Songs: The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra & When I Fall in Love by Nat King Cole / Doris Day

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DannyMay Day Six: Ghost/Human

…At first he didn’t notice it. When he did though, it was definitely heart attack inducing. Then he couldn’t stop noticing it. He could never tell if it was real or an illusion. Nobody else seemed to notice so maybe he was safe.

Staring back at him was Danny Phantom.

Danny Fenton glared at the bathroom mirror. Danny Phantom would glare back. He sighed. Why is this happening. Why can he only see his ghost half in every reflection? It wasn’t a problem when he had first gotten his powers. Before, his reflection worked like normal, Fenton saw Fenton and Phantom saw Phantom.

Now though, Fenton sees Phantom. He changes form. Yup. Phantom sees Phantom. He changes back. His reflection is still ghostly.

“DAMNIT why is this happening!?”

Frustrated, he leans on the sink, staring his ghost half in the eyes, pondering this conundrum. He thinks back to when he started noticing it. It started about a month ago. What could have possibly happened to trigger this change.

“…Well, I did fight Dan about a month ago…”

He thinks about that. Why would fighting Dan make him see Phantom in his reflection. I mean it was a sort of traumatic experience but he’ll get over that…right? It all worked out in the end. It’s in the past…

He sighs

Sure, he witnessed his friends and family get blown to bits…and saw the evil horrors he’s capable of. But he made a promise to everyone. He will never become Dan no matter what. He would rather die. Phantom’s eyes glow brighter at that statement. It was a really tough fight. Hell, everyone nearly did die. Everyone nearly…

“…Oh God…”

It hit him like a ton of bricks. That’s it. He was confronted with the mortality of human beings. How fragile a life really is. How easy it is to extinguish the light of another person. He was close to death himself. The Ghost Portal incident, it happened so fast and he never really dwelled on it but…he half DIED. Part of him is no longer alive. Not living. DEAD. The only thing keeping him whole is his ghost half. Is the reason he sees his reflection as Phantom, because he acknowledges that death is an inevitable part of life. He cringed. He’s not too fond of the word inevitable as of late.

He agitatedly ruffles his hair.

Wait. If he’s only half ghost does that mean that his human half will die? Or will he live forever like other ghost. Does this mean he will have to watch his friends and family die off and he’ll be left all alone? Will he age like a human? Grow old? Will he stay fourteen forever? There are too many unknowns. He pulls at his hair. His breathing quickens.

He looks at his reflection again.

He doesn’t know what to think. Being confronted with the circumstances of your own existence is dizzying. He grips the sides of the sink. Technically he shouldn’t exist at all. He should have died. Completely. It’s a miracle he’s even here debating this right now. He remembers something Clockwork said to him.

Everything that happens, good or bad, easy or difficult. Happens because it must. Our job is to adapt.

That thought gives him pause. He calms down a bit. He’s right. Living in fear of the future is no way to live a proper life. He’s here now. He’s alive in his own special way. People need him now. That’s all that matters. He shouldn’t be worrying over what may or may not happen. That’s Clockwork’s job.

This doesn’t really change anything either. He looks normal in pictures. It’s just one more thing he will have to deal with. Just like controlling his powers. Besides he’ll just make the most of the time he does have with the people he cares about.

Both Dannys smirk

Yeah he can deal with this.

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hey guys, I felt so inspired to write this boss!older!Damian x employee!Reader so please enjoy.


The intense knock on his door was enough to wake Damian out of his half sleeping state. He lifted his hands from between his palms and rubbed his hurt eyes, groaning to whoever had knocked.

“Come in”

The door opened soflty and light from his office spread through the dark hall that laid outside of it. Quietly and respectfully you walked through the open door, being extremely careful that your heels wouldn’t click or make any annoying sound. Damian had been having a rough time with everything this months and seeing him like this made your stomach tighten. Sure, you were nothing but his mere assistant but how could you not worry for someone who would even sleep at work, someone who had taken such good care of you in so many years.
Recently, Damian had forgotten about his hobbies, he wouldn’t make appearances in social events and to top it all, every now and then he’d come to work with bruises all over his face and knuckles. Your boss’s state was horrible and after having been around him for so much time you couldn’t say that you didn’t care. Because you did, more than an assistant should, more than a person could. Damian had become such an essential part of your life and it felt like you needed him to keep living.

“I brought you some food, a coffee as you always take it and i finished the things you assigned me to do.” You said with a soft smile and sat on the chair across his office desk, setting all the goodies you had bought him on it.

“This work was supposed to… it was supposed to have you covered for all week” Damian sighed and once he rubbed his eyes again he set them on the big cup of coffee, eyeing it as if it was the most vital thing for his survival.

“Yes sir, but I wanted to help you. You can hand me twice the amount tomorrow. I promise it will be done”

“-tt- don’t over work yourself (Y/n).” At this point he was so into this coffee and the tortilla sandwich you had brought. He had forgotten how many hours ago was his last meal.

In the blink of an eye his eyes fell on yours. You were watching his every move as he ate with hunger, a look of fulfilment and tired happiness on your face. Every minute he regretted being rude at you in the beginning of your collaboration. You’d always be a good employee, always asking for more thing to do and you’d always make sure to take care of him. You were probably the most selfless and dedicated person he had met.


“Fucking delicious” Damian mumbled as he went on with chewing his food, it was indeed the most delicious sandwich he ever had in his entire life. “Please tell me you’ve brought more of this” He said after he swallowed and his eyes landed on the plastic bag on his office desk and its containers. There was one more sandwich and it probably wasn’t for him, you’ve been here for so long and he could hear your stomach from down the hall with all the silence that existed at this hour.

“You can have it sir, I’ll cook once I get home”

At this Damian nodded. He knew better than staring to be all stubborn around you because he knew you were damn stubborn as well. And he didn’t understand how or when, but it had stopped annoying him.


“Just take one bite (l/n) it won’t hurt. You can come with me for lunch tomorrow so I can repay you for all this” Damian spoke and sipped from his hot coffee, averting his eyes right in yours once again. You felt your heart skip a bit and your cheeks started burning, you just wanted Damian to keep staring at you forever and ever. With a swift move you took Damian’s hand in yours and slowly pushed it away, rubbing soothing circles on it.

For a strange reason he didn’t know if he could take his eyes off of you and he knew you never ceased on staring into his deep, forest green eyes. It acted like a trick as he got the sandwich closer to your mouth so you could freely take your bite.

“No sir, its fine, I promise”

Yet he could see the desperation and annoyance in your gaze as he bit down on your sandwich, the gulp that was so audible and the sharp exhales as you watched him eat. There was something inside him that loved that look on your face, it only reminded him how much he loved annoying people in his own special way, ever since he was a child, in his Robin days.

“You should probably leave, we don’t want your boyfriend waiting for you with an empty stomach right?” Damian smirk with his sandwich stuffed cheeks, you couldn’t help but think how adorable he looked, even sexy st the same time and you mentally slapped yourself.

‘get yourself together (Y/n), hes your boss’s


“Boyfriend, sir?”

“Oh, is it a girlfriend?” At This you laughed. Was he so oblivious?

“Sir, I don’t have any romantic partner in my life.”

Damian felt so relieved as he heard that, although he couldn’t understand the reason why. It was mayne because you were spending your whole damn life at this office, to the point he was afraid he’d lose his job for you, because you were the most hardworking person he had ever met. Or it was maybe because hed never seen you care about all those stuff. He had taken you to galas, to fancy red carpet parties to which he went to, only to prove the media that he was just like his father -but prettier- and you never flirted with anyone. Ever. St first he had thought that maybe you were eith someone and being very loyal but now that he knew that wasn’t the case he didnt know how to actually feel.

Maybe you had been hurt before in the past, but then again he didn’t k ow many things about your past, or maybe you wanted your career to come first and he totally respected that or maybe-

Wait…

Why was he thinking about all these stuff. Why was he curious about his employees love life, why did he look at you like he was star spangled when only the two of you were in this room, st this time of night and all by yourself, without anyone being able to interrupt. Why did he feel as if his skin was going to melt on the spot you had touched on his hand. He had tons of women begging for his attention at the very moment and yet here he was, feeling as if all these years he had worked with you he was in love with you.

He who had banned his employees from having affairs with each other so it wouldn’t mess up with their job.

No… this wasn’t him…

Damian didn’t have these thoughts for anyone. He didn’t have time for love and he had promised himself he wouldn’t end up like Dick, breaking hearts with a blink of his eye. Even though he didnt have time for love he always wanted to know how it felt to have someone to love and to be loved, to be taken care and take care of. In the blink of an eye the realisation hit him hard because he had been denying for so long, but he felt as if you were the answer to these questions and the thought of not being able to tell you just now, killed him.


“Sir are you alright?”

He heard your voice say and onlt then did his heart lower it’s pace. With a nod he gestured you to leave and after saying your goodnights you were gone for good, leaving Damian wonder how and why. Amd in which way he could come closer to you.

I’d like to read your thoughts on this and if you want me to turn this into a mini series or want me another part just tell me so and I’ll try to.

anonymous asked:

Rfa + minor trio's reaction to me being around 13-14 (Ps I love your headcannons and I hope this one is okay ahha. I hope you have a lovely day ^~^)

Thank you, nonnie! You too! sorry for any typos!!!!!

Yoosung:

  • “Oh! MC is young? Me too!”
  • NOT THAT YOUNG
  • Trying to comprehend how a lil youngin such as yourself ended up in the RFA because woah??
  • You guys both need to focus on work, he’ll help however he can
  • Don’t ask for help with math because Yoosung can’t do it
  • Or riddles, if for some odd reason, you have some riddles to solve on a worksheet, don’t ask him
  • the second youngest so he soooorrrttt of clicks with you?
  • Staying up late? He knows. Lots of schoolwork? He knows
  • but he’s also so confused, he asks questions all the time
  • “MC why were you alone?” “Why did you talk to a stranger?” “You’re so little, aren’t people searching for you?” 

Zen:

  • Called you “jagiya” a few times before he found out your age and he feels terrible about the fact that he did it because
  • 13 ½ IS SO YOUNG???? AND ZEN IS 23/24 (depending on whether you’re going by International or Korean age)
  • Always talks like he’s an old man, like you guys could be talking about textbooks and Zen might throw some comment like:
  • “Oh, hey, MC might not really know what those are-” “Zen I’m not five I know what the hell a textbook is”
  • TALKS ABOUT HIS EXPERIENCES LIKE HE’S 85??
  • “Well, when I was younger, things were a lot different than they are now-” like okay yeah they’re different but Zen you didn’t fight in the cold war tone it down

Jaehee:

  • “I’m not sure that someone as young as MC is capable of doing Rika’s work”
  • She’s not exactly wrong, 13-14 is a really young age to be living alone at an apartment and dealing with a fundraising event and aren’t your caretakers worried like woah?
  • Jaehee is extremely worried when finding out your age because of literally so many things
  • Are they gonna get charged with some sort of kidnapping? Where is your family, aren’t they looking for you?? How are you living in Rika’s apartment by yourself, what is going on-
  • Depending on your maturity level, Jaehee will either really get along with you (and also find it impressive that you’re so mature for your age) or she’ll think of you as a nuisance and not much of a help to the organization (if you’re extremely immature)
  • *threatens to call your mother if you don’t stop flirting with these grown ass men*

Jumin:

  • Jumin’s like fourteen years older than you, you’re literally like half his age
  • “Absolutely not. Luciel, find this young boy/girl’s parents.”
  • If you flirt with him, shit gets real awkward
  • (then again SHIT GETS AWKWARD IF YOU FLIRT WITH ANY OF THEM, THEY ARE ALL ADULTS)
  • If you’re mature, he might become fond of you. Not in a romantic way, of course, but he’ll do his best to warn you about the ways of the world-
  • zen comes in and ruins that with “what would you know, jerk, you were born with a silver spoon” 
  • Frequently asks Seven not to ruin you with his jokes, pranks, and lolololing 

Seven:

  • He had a rough childhood so if you’re having one too then he’ll try to help?
  • He knows what it’s like to feel unloved, so he would prefer you or any other kids your age not having to feel the same way
  • “lolol s/he can’t visit any of us or it’ll be weird lolololol”
  • Always teases about your age
  • “LOLOL such a baby, look how young”
  • Seven won’t make too many comments on it because if he gets along with you then he just gets along with you
  • Gives you “stranger danger education” over the phone because you know, just in case

Saeran

  • the fuck
  • “uh……..okay…..” 
  • “Don’t you have letters…to trace…or something..”
  • Saeran isn’t exactly sure how to handle someone that young? 16-17 is kinda the youngest he can handle before it gets awkward
  • “Ya, I got you those gerber things, I dunno if you like em”
  • S A E R A N I AM NOT A T O D D L E R
  • Usually goes to his brother for advice on how to entertain a child
  • If you’re one of the innocent youngins then he’ll likely pat your head and sort of take you under his wing in his own special way like “I like fidget spinners” “oh that’s cool. Yeah I have one too, they’re sort of neat” 
  • If you’re on the other end of the spectrum and you’re disrespecting your family for no reason, drinking underage, doing drugs, and talking about all the genitals you want in your face he’s gonna bEAT YOUR ASS *maybe not beat your ass but:
  • “I’m not babysitting some little fucking hellion, you better straighten the fuck up, kid”

V: 

  • A little taken aback…..?
  • Only at first though
  • Will want to indirectly/directly help care for you *depending on the situation* *He’ll help however he can*
  • COME ON THIS AIN’T JIHYUN’S FIRST RODEO, WE KNOW THIS
  • Probably the only one that fully processes the fact that, though 13 is young, it isn’t like you’re 8 years old
  • Really worried since you’re young, though
  • He always wants to monitor and make sure everything is going alright. 
  • No family problems? Are you getting your schoolwork done? Do you need help? Is the RFA work getting overwhelming
  • You can literally ask for help if you need it, he will absolutely assist if he can
  • V doesn’t want something to happen to you so he doesn’t exactly like if you go anywhere alone? (Seriously though no matter what age you are, if you don’t have a proper defense then please either don’t go out or at least have a few people with you)
  • You aren’t a baby, but you are still a child so…just…”please..be careful, okay?”

Vanderwood:

  • “Excuse me?”
  • If you’re gonna be a second Seven then DON’T COME NEAR MARION VANDERWOOD THE 3RD.
  • Vanderwood is generally annoyed by the current generation of people who are below the age of eighteen
  • “haha you sound old-” “hahaha you sound old- how about I come over there and demonstrate how a taser feels against your bare skin you little shit-
  • If you’re very polite and mature and you do something like help him clean then-
  • what the hell is going on did Luciel put you up to this shit
  • He nags Seven to do his agency work so if you think he’s not gonna nag you to do your schoolwork then boy oh boy are you w r o n g
  • Vanderwood can be very awkward about this because you aren’t like..5 or 6, you’re not gonna ask for a juice and some cartoons and be fine but you also aren’t 17 or 18 so you aren’t exactly old enough to have an understanding of how to take care of yourself in the real world
  • he tries though, you have to give him credit because he tries his best to….properly…tend to this child
Like Canned Peaches- (NSFW Meihem)

“Brrrr! I get cold just lookin’ at ya!”

He’d waited hopefully for a response to his attempt at casual conversation, brows lifted as he stared intently at the irritated woman in the fluffy parka who was clearly doing her best not to pay any attention to him. He’d even offered his most winning smile, the kind with slightly less teeth, before she fully turned towards him and sternly pushed her glasses up with one gloved finger. Her adorable little lips had pursed as she lifted her nose in the air and finally, finally spoke directly to him.

“Then you should look somewhere else!”

That had been their first real interaction. Mei turned him down flat.

But then again, that had hardly been the first time Junkrat had been turned down flat by the object of his attentions. In fact, he was turned down flat most of the time, and knew the only solution was to keep trying. He’d made several attempts after that one, each just as unsuccessful as the last, and took increasingly desperate measures to make her look his way, maybe give him another irked scowl, or fling more of her mild insults at him. The accusations of being a horrible, no-good bully didn’t really bother him. He’d been called much worse than that over the years, with much more colorful junker vernacular. But he couldn’t help but notice that he was the only one in the entire group to earn that particular brand of ire. So, he figured that in his own strange way, he must have been special to her. And he liked that idea very much, being special to her.

She was everything unknown to him; she was quiet where he was loud, she was soft and curvy where he was gaunt skin and bones, she used ice just as he used fire, and she was softspoken and polite where he was raucous and blunt. She had little apple-cheeks that dimpled when she smiled, even if it was never at him, and her little giggles sounded like tinkling bells that could grab his attention even through the constant ringing in both his ears. She even smelled nice, from what he’d been able to whiff of her before her giant Russian brick shithouse of a friend had grabbed his head and thrown him in the opposite direction, like vanilla extract that came in those little bottles that smelled wonderful but didn’t taste so wonderful, or flowers he didn’t know the name of.

He’d never really seen a woman like her in person before. The women in the Outback were much like the men of the Outback; their brains just as baked as their half-starved bodies, with vicious demeanors, loud voices, leathery tits, and cunts that felt like being in the inside of a baseball glove. The sheilas on the covers of the magazines (at least the human ones, any pictures of omnic women were promptly destroyed with prejudice) were always almost as scrawny as the women in the Outback, always had their eyes closed or looked vacantly confused, and usually were half covered with text about the ten most beneficial yogurts or other things that women seemed to worry about in the outside world. Occasionally he’d get his grimy claws on the good kind of magazine, the ones where they arched their backs and got their tits out and bit their fingers and looked at him real seductive-like, but he usually spent more time trying peel the sticky pages apart without ripping the good bits, and trying not to imagine the previous owner as he did so.

And then there was Mei, who was different from everyone in the best possible way he could think of, and he wished she didn’t hate him so much.

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raise a tiger verse, father’s day

part of this verse; but if you haven’t read it: an au in which viktor acquires legal guardianship of yuri p who is a distant cousin


Yuri is strangely quiet at dinner.

Viktor chews on his linguini thoughtfully, casting glances at his younger cousin from beneath his lashes. It’s a game they play, and one that Viktor has become very good at: caring while pretending not to, and the one who gets caught first loses. It’s a stupid game, his Yuuri has told him more than once, but they’ve both lived this way for so long they don’t quite know how to stop.

At length, Yuri clears his throat, fixing his gaze on the corner of the table where Viktor’s phone sits. “They celebrate weird holidays here,” he says.

“Hm,” Viktor says noncommittally. “Americans often do. Wasn’t it National Doughnut Day just a few weeks ago? You liked that one, though. You and Kenjirou came home with entirely too many donuts.” He tries, but fails to inject the appropriate amount of disappointment in his voice. He had stolen two donuts from them when they weren’t looking. “What is it this time?”

Yuri crams a forkful of pasta in his mouth. “Father’s Day is on Sunday,” he mumbles, tomato sauce smeared all over his lips, but Viktor still hears it loud and clear.

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I know that Amami and Ouma didn’t interact at all, but have you guys noticed something very curious about these two?

I mean, during the game, they hardly talked to each other, but Kokichi keeps showing some interest about Rantaro after his death, mostly because he believes he was connected to the mastermind somehow (and that’s why he agrees to revive him and only him in the third chapter, when Angie makes the wax statues and the group decides to set a ritual to revive one of their dead friends, maybe that’s why he also keeps his wax doll in his room), not to mention that there’s a huge amount of parallels and coincidences between them.

  • Rantaro is the first victim. Kokichi is the last one.
  • Their deaths were caused indirectly by other people. Amami was killed by Shirogane after Kaede’s trap failed to kill the mastermind. He let his guard down and she took the chance to kill him and get away with the murder until the end. Ouma, meanwhile, was fatally injured by Maki, who shot a poisoned arrow on his back in order to save Kaito. While Ouma takes the antidote, he later agrees to die in order to set up a murder scene to fuck over the mastermind having Kaito to kill him with a hydraulic press, flattening his body beyond recognition (Momota mostly agrees because he doesn’t want Maki to be the blackened).If it weren’t for Ouma’s plan to create the perfect murder and killing himself, Maki would’ve been the responsible of his death, but Kaito was executed instead because he was the one to “give him the coup de grace” (To sum it up, their deaths were caused by other people other than the ones who were executed. While Kokichi preferred to die instead of Kaito, if he died mid execution, Maki was his real killer)
  • Both had their own plans to discover the mastermind. Rantaro went by himself to the library to stop the killing game, which was what had him killed. Kokichi, who knew more than everyone else, used Amami’s death as some kind of example for him and decided to do his own research and investigations in secret without telling anyone else (just like Amami did), he gathered clues from every case, analyzed all the murders by himself… if you check his room you’ll notice that that kid must’ve spent sleepless nights investigating EVERYTHING by himself with no rest, to the point of devising a perfect murder to confuse the mastermind. Kokichi didn’t want to be targetted by the MM just like Amami did, so he pulled ruse after ruse in order to confuse them, had everyone hating him and thinking he was the mastermind and pretended to enjoy the killing game so the real mastermind wouldn’t suspect him just like they did with Amami. 
  • Kaede and Kaito, both culprits in the first and last cases, were very very close to Shuichi and helped him to develop better as a character. Kaede was the first person he met and got attached to, always worrying for her and being by her side. She’d also try to make him feel better about himself, showering him in compliments and always telling him that she trusted him. After her death, Kaito is the one who takes this role, encouraging him with his words and actions just like Kaede did, but in his own special way. Note that Shuichi is incredibly devastated when both are found guilty and die, but he keeps them both in his memory because they both were the most important people in the game for him.
  • Meanwhile, Amami and Ouma are the ones who give Saihara the most “headaches” through the game. Even if Amami is dead, he still is a mystery for everyone, and Saihara is curious about his story, his past, his talent and everything that surrounds him. Meanwhile, Ouma, the little liar, is always there to give Saihara-chan a headache with his attitude but always helping him indirectly by throwing a lot of important clues at him to solve the cases. In his FTE with Saihara, not only does Ouma foreshadow almost the entire story, but at the same time, he becomes a living riddle before his eyes. In Saihara’s eyes, Ouma is as mysterious as Amami, and even through he can be annoying and all at times, I think Saihara is deeply interested in him much like he is with Amami.
  • Their research rooms are the last ones to open. You see, every character managed to access their own research rooms while still alive. However, Ouma and Amami’s were opened after they died, in chapter 6 (Amami died in chapter 1 and Ouma in chapter 5). Interestingly, both rooms have stuff that helps Saihara and the rest through the last trial. Kokochi’s research room had that book filled with pictures from the first danganronpa game (idk if there were pictures of sdr2) and Amami’s… well, it practically hinted his talent and had the video he recorded for himself where he basically reveals his talent and a lot of stuff about the killing game.
  • Their motives and all anyways remain a mystery to the living cast because Tsumugi doesn’t clarify some things about them at the end (correct me if I’m wrong) and spends the whole time talking… welp, about everything y’all saw in the last trial. Fiction, fiction, etc.
  • Both were characters that knew more than anybody else. Rantaro’s profile describes him as someone who “acted as though he knew more than the rest”, Ouma seemingly recovered his memories and directly talked about an “audience” at the end of chapter three claiming that there were people watching or something. Both kept what they knew for themselves and died without telling the rest about what they knew. Yeah, Amami had his video, but it’d have been nice if he had told the rest the truth with his own words.
  • Their plans were ruined by their own “killers”. Ouma’s plan to behave like the mastermind and all was ruined when Kaito decided to poison him to interrogate him and then Maki arrived him and shot him again which indirectly caused his death (he then chose to die as a last resource, because he was dying and there was nothing else to do). Amami’s plan was ruined when Kaede set that trap, got distracted and Tsumugi took the chance to end him with the metal ball. 
  • It might not be relevant but their color palette is complementary and both wear chain-like accessories on the right side of their shirts.

This makes me think that, had Amami lived, Ouma’s character would be extremely different. Ouma ended up being ridiculously intrigued by Amami’s backstory and motives that he agreed to carry a spiritual ritual to summon his spirit and kept the wax doll of him that Angie made before she was murdered. He was most likely tried to do the ritual by himself and summon his soul to ask him stuff or something to do his own research. If only he had lived enough to watch Amami’s video…

So, to sum it up, it’s just… amazing how they parallel each other, and it’s quite upsetting that both died without enough interaction, but I’m now seeing the point of their lack of interactions and Amami’s sudden death.