Really, I Swear I'm Fine Guys

Naruto, One Punch Man, Star Wars, Ouran High School Host Club, Demon Slayer, Gakuen Babysitters, Voltron: Legendary Defenders, How To Keep A Mummy, Hell's Kitchen, Masterchef, collecting tiny/shiny things, puppies, Alfred Hitchcock movies, loooooing walks, baking, reading, and a lot of other interests. Background/Banner pic courtesy of @Tazova. Main blog is LadyKissingFish. Enjoy 😊

[yowyowyaoi]

*Tobi walks into the Akatsuki hideout carrying a tied and gagged Kakashi in his arms*

Hidan: … what the fuck?

Deidara: No way, hm. Are you telling me that TOBI caught the infamous Kakashi of the Sharingan?!

Kakuzu: Caught, but didn’t kill. May I do the honors?

Tobi: Oh no, Kakuzu-san. Tobi isn’t planning on killing him!

Sasori: Then are you recruiting him into the Akatsuki? Impressive; I must say he’ll make a most powerful addition, to -

Tobi: Kakashi said he’d rather die than be in our group, Sasori-Senpai! But that’s not why Tobi has him anyways!

Konan: Then what —

Tobi: *takes off his mask and speaks in his own voice*

Obito: I’m marrying this man today. Right now. Nagato, you officiate. The rest of you are here as witnesses.

Everyone else:

Hidan: Is … is this a joke?

Obito, untying Kakashi: It’s no joke. I have loved this man since I was a child. I “proposed” to him on Halloween night when we were 10. He said we weren’t old enough. Well, we are now. *takes the gag out of Kakashi’s mouth* Right, Bakashi?

Kakashi: Obito … you can’t be serious here … that was almost twenty years ago! And you’re an S-rank criminal, for God’s sake!  There’s no way I’m going to —

Obito: *grabs Kakashi’s face and very tenderly kisses him*

Kakashi:

Kakashi: Has … has anybody got a suit or kimono I could borrow?

Konan: I have a black one that would fit you well. Give me a moment —

Zetsu: I’ll gather up some flowers.

Itachi: Kisame and I can prepare some food for the occasion —

Deidara: This is so romantic, hm! Come on … *grabs Obito’s hand and pulls him to bathroom* You look like a mess … let’s fix you up nice, hm …

Deidara, over his shoulder: I hope you’re taking notes for the future, Danna —

Sasori: 

Sasori: This is the scariest Halloween I’ve ever been a part of.

Nagato: Same.

[yowyowyaoi]

just heard on my local news channel, word for word, “Bald men are having their day in the sun; their confidence is making them more popular on the dating sites.” and then a woman co-anchor said “There’s just something sexy about walking around with no hair and still having confidence.”

And I just

Saitama, watching the same news channel: Oi, Genos! Did you hear that?! Maybe this means it’s time I finally sign up for one of those dating app thingies?

Genos: Perhaps that is a good idea, Sensei. I will help you.

*the two of them choose a site and create a profile for Saitama*

Saitama: Okay, good; now I guess we just wait and — *a sudden ping from his phone interrupts him* O-oh? Hey Genos, it looks like I already have a match! *opens the app* Let me just … wait a second. What —

Genos, standing behind him suddenly dressed up and holding flowers he uprooted from someone’s yard: So where would you like to go?

[yowyowyaoi]

Saitama: *fanning himself with a manga* God, it’s so hot …

Genos: *immediately presses a button on himself* Come, use my air conditioning function to cool off.

Saitama: I can’t do that, Gen. You do everything for me, it’s not fair to you.

Genos: I don’t see it that way at all. You took me into your home, you eat with me, you’ve taught me many useful things. I only try and repay all that you have given.

Saitama: *sighs* As always, you think way too much of me. But thanks. *scoots closer to Genos’ icy blast* Ahhh, feels so nice.

Genos: Good. I’m happy I can help.

*the two sit quietly for awhile*

Saitama, softly: Do you ever miss it?

Genos: Miss what?

Saitama: Being able to feel things like hot or cold. Or pain. Stuff like that.

Genos: In truth, I do not remember much of my fully organic life. It’s hard to miss what one barely remembers.

Saitama: I suppose.

Genos: Besides, I’m not entirely without feeling. *cautiously puts his hand on Saitama’s arm and squeezes* When you are close to me like this, I feel something deep down within my core.

Saitama, smiling and blushing: G-good. Er, you know I’m not really the best with my words and all, but … being close to you definitely makes me feel something, too. And not just when you have your cold air on.

Genos: Do you mean that you also enjoy my warm air when it is cold outside?

Saitama: No! Well, I mean, yes, but that’s not what I meant, man. You know … your face is very … and you’re smart and stuff, and make me laugh, and cook good, and, well …

Genos, after a long, thoughtful pause: Are you saying that you love me?

Saitama, turning a very dark pink: Y-yeah. I am. So what?

Genos, smiling: Good. The feeling is mutual. Now, I have read several documents on the nuances of confessing love to somebody, and many of them indicate that this act is usually followed up by a physical gesture, such as a hug … or a kiss.

Saitama: Ah …I don’t know, Gen. I mean it’s one thing to tell you that I love you, because I do, but … you’ve never been kissed before, have you? Is it really alright for your first one to be with some bald, old, unemployed los—

Genos: *puts his hands on Saitama’s face and leans into him, gently kissing his lips*

Genos, after he pulls away: In the future, please choose your words more carefully, as I will not tolerate anybody speaking of my boyfriend in such a negative manner. *his eyes suddenly start glowing red and the cool air shuts off as his chest glows* Understand?

Saitama:

Saitama, trying desperately to hide how turned-on that made him: Y-yes …

[yowyowyaoi]

*Saitama and Genos walking back from the market*

Saitama, wiping his face: Geez; we should have picked up some ice cream or something. It’s hot as balls today.

Genos: Hot … as balls? Are you implying that organic-made testicles are susceptible to —

Saitama: No, no … it’s just an expression.

Genos: The expressions that you choose to use are very strange.

Saitama: Okay, what would you have said? Hm?

Genos: I would have said that this heat is at such a level that it’s liquifying my internal parts, reducing me to nothing more than a semi-sentient blonde metallic husk.

Saitama: … Because that’s not at all terrifying …

Genos: It’s not “terrifying”; it’s a physically and scientifically accurate description of what intense heat levels can do to a person. I think that —

Saitama: *stops in the middle of walking, cups Genos’ face, and kisses him*

Saitama: What I just did … what’s your physical and scientific explanation for that?

Genos:

Genos, barely coherent: Saitama give kiss, Genos heart goes BOOM BOOM BOOM.

Saitama, kissing him again: Good. You sure are something special, you know that? I can’t wait to get you home …

King: Yeah so I think I’ll pass on your invitation to dinner tonight …

[yowyowyaoi]

“Since the day we met, I knew he was a very dangerous man. You’re so smart, yet you completely misread him …”

nobody talk to me. I’m seriously unwell about this.

😭

[yowyowyaoi]

*Saitama comes home to find Genos crouched in front of the closet door*

Saitama: Er? What are you doing?

Genos: I saw a mouse run underneath this door. I am waiting for it to reemerge so I can catch it.

Saitama: And what do you plan to do with it, if you catch it?

Genos: Incineration.

Saitama: Genos! Come on, man; it’s just a little mouse. Probably came in to get out of the cold, don’t you think?

Genos: But —

Saitama: And besides, what do either of us have to worry over a mouse for? If it bites you, it’ll likely get an electric shock; and if it bites me, all of its teeth will probably shatter or something. How about we just let it be, alright?

Genos, sighing: Very well. I shall begin preparing dinner then.

Saitama: Good. Thank you.

Genos, going into the kitchen: I suppose I should have expected that Sensei would show such kindness, even to the lowest of creatures. From mice to cockroaches, he —

Saitama: Whoa, whoa, wait … a roach? Did you see a roach in here??

Genos: Yes, Sensei. When I was cleaning behind the refrigerator. I sprayed and set up traps, but seeing as how Sensei is so kind to small creatures, maybe I should —

Saitama, shaking and gritting his teeth: Kill them all. No mercy. If you see any more, blast them straight to hell! And then crush their corpses and dump them down the disposal so their little disgusting bodies get obliterated into the next dimension!

Genos:

[millany]

Genos from the deshiderella au

I still have trouble drawing his hair 🥲

[yowyowyaoi]

Genos getting an upgrade, with a few tiny details like slighter bigger arms and thighs.

And he comes back to Saitama’s apartment and they start making dinner but within half an hour it seems like something is wrong with Sensei. Usually so skilled and precise with his knife work, he’s cutting vegetables unevenly, he keeps taking deep breaths, he continually wipes sweat off of his forehead even though the day (and the apartment) are quite cool and comfortable.

When asked, he tells Genos that his heart is suddenly jumping around all crazy and he feels slightly dizzy. But when Genos takes his arm and tries to lead him out of the kitchen so he can rest, the heart palpitations get even more erratic and Saitama’s face turns bright red.

After several questions, Genos has a suspicion that Saitama might be allergic to the type of metal that Dr. Kuseno used when upgrading Genos’ body. But Saitama laughs this off, calling the notion ridiculous. He says he’ll be fine, and, after sitting for a while and sipping water, it seems to be the case. They eat dinner, and eventually go to sleep without further incident.

That night Saitama has several very vivid and intense dreams about Genos, the most memorable one involving his head being “crushed” between Genos’ beefy thighs.

[boiledeggnmetallictaste]

Summer is coming!

I feel like I didn't do much for spring, even though it's one of my favorite seasons, but summer is here, and I can't wait for more summer theme sg works!!

[yowyowyaoi]

time for Genos to activate air-conditioner mode 🙃

[rayadraws]

Hey hey it’s Deshiderella!

Thank you Murata.

[yowyowyaoi]

Man, I gotta say, not a whole lot of things really truly other me, except, loud and unexpected noises. Today being the 4th of July in ‘Murica is NOT the day for me. 😓 That being said:

*Saitama walks into the apartment*

Saitama: Gen? I tried calling and you didn’t answer.

Genos, back to Saitama, sitting and writing in his journal on the floor: *humming something*

*Saitama looks and sees that Genos has earbuds in his ears; smiles and taps his shoulder*

Genos, jumping slightly: Oh! Sensei! My apologies; I did not know you were home.

Saitama: It’s no biggie … *takes one of Genos’ earbuds and puts it into his ear* What the hell? What are you listening to??

Genos: It is a cd comprised of dynamite-based explosions of varying levels.

Saitama: Why in the world would you be listening to explosion sounds?

Genos: It is a training technique. It helps me to become better acclimated to loud sounds during battles.

Saitama: That’s interesting, I guess. But, if you’d rather try something else, then here. *hands him a bag* Go put on this yukata I bought you. We’re going out tonight.

Genos: Where to, Sensei?

Saitama: There’s a festival over in City M. If we hurry we can catch the next train and be there within an hour. There’ll be a fireworks show after; probably a lot funner than listening to that cd.

Genos: *smiles and stands up* That is an excellent idea, Sensei. Shall I give Fubuki and King a call to invite them as well?

Saitama: N-no. I think … well … l-let’s just keep it to you and me. Are you alright with that?

Genos: Just you and I? Have those two done something to displease you in some way? Because —

Saitama: No! That’s not it, man! I — um —

Genos: Sensei, are you feeling unwell? Your face is very red and my sensors indicate an elevated heart rate. Perhaps we should stay home so you can rest and —

*Saitama very suddenly leans forward and kisses Genos*

Saitama: You don’t make anything easy, do you? I’m trying to ask you on a date, Genos! Jeez!

Genos:

Genos: A … date? With you?

Saitama: Well, yeah. *awkwardly rubs his neck* I mean if that’s not something you’re interested in, it’s okay, I won’t bother you with stuff like this anymore. It’s just that —

Genos: Nothing would make me happier, Sens — Saitama.

Saitama: Really?

Genos: *leans forward and kisses Saitama this time*

Genos: … Oh? I thought I had turned my music off … but I still hear those loud explosions.

Saitama: Ahh, um, t-that’s probably just my heart, dude.

Genos: … My kisses make your heart sound like that? Interesting. *heads into the bathroom to change* I’ll have to find opportunities to put that to the test tonight. *shuts the door*

Saitama:

Saitama, to himself: Huh. So this is how I’ll die.

[joltai-showa]

the labubus have once again been taken out of their containment for some shopping and coffee

[yowyowyaoi]

keep having this thought: Saitama being the only one who can read Genos’ facial expressions. because like to everyone else Genos’ face always look the same: serious, stoic, analytical, etc. even if he said out-loud something like “I’m happy”, nobody would believe it. but Saitama has unwittingly gotten so close to the cyborg that he can accurately identify his moods and feelings just from a glance.

like, the gang goes out to eat, and Genos accidentally spills something on his shirt so he excuses himself to the restroom to clean it. and Fubuki says something like “Maybe we should have picked a different place, Genos-kun doesn’t seem to be enjoying himself much.” and Saitama just gives her a blank look like “What are you talking about? Didn’t you see the smile on his face? He’s super-psyched to be here!” and the “smile” he’s talking about was a subtle and nearly imperceptible twitch of the corners of his mouth turning slightly upwards for .00001 seconds.

or like Saitama coming home with groceries and Genos going to meet him at the door to help carry stuff in and Saitama takes a single sideways glance at him and tells him to go lay down on the futon and take a nap, it’s obvious he hasn’t done his”sleep-mode” thing in a while because he looks “exhausted” — but to anyone else Genos’ face is like looking at a beautiful and unchanging portrait.

starts to be so Saitama is answering Genos before Genos even speaks, because he’s perceiving so hard what he’s gonna say. and Genos already does this with Saitama so it’s like. like finishing each other’s sentences but on a more intense and intimate level. like making those around them kinda blink and go what the fuck how long have these guys been married -type shit.

🤷🏽‍♀️

[iminato]

Reblog if you have mourned the death of a fictional character.

[ianoshea]

If you do not reblog this you are in fact lying.

[yowyowyaoi]

Princess Allura in Voltron: Legendary Defenders. When I say i literally SOBBED over her death and sacrifice that she should not have had to make on her own IT WAS NOT FAIR SHE HAD ALREADY LOST HER HOME HER FAMILY HER CULTURE HER EVERYTHING WHY DID SHE HAVE TO DIE TOO FUCK BEING NOBLE THAT WASN’T FUCKING FAIR!!!!!!! 😭😡

[x1lema]

In honor of pride month ending

[yowyowyaoi]

nah but what if like Saitama was a ghost. or a zombie. some immeasurably strong being that does not possess a heartbeat. can “eat” and “sleep” but is still not functionally living. idk how, I’m not a scientist. magic? magic.

anyway, know what made me think of this? In season 1, episode 2. the battle against mosquito girl. Genos fires his gigantic blast and destroys the swarm of mosquitoes, right? and afterwards he’s talking to himself and he mentions that he was confident in firing because his censors confirmed that there were NO LIVING BEINGS within x-amount of kilometers in any direction.

but Saitama had been standing like literally less than five feet away from him.

and like pretty much every “super strong” opponent Saitama faces makes some comment like “what are you?!” and I think it was garou that said something along the lines of “something like that should not be allowed to exist”. kinda like what ppl in old horror movies (like Frankenstein) say about undead creations.

be interesting if Genos is the only one to like truly figure this out but he keeps Saitama’s secret because. hero worship? confusing teenaged hormones translating admiration into genuine love?

idk man idk where i’m going with this, i’m tired and my left foot itches because of goddammed MOSQUITO bites.

[yowyowyaoi]

idk why but Ouran High School Host Club has been on my mind lately. I was thinking how Haruhi will ask some question about a person they know or some practice she’s not familiar with and one of the boys will be like “Didn’t you know?” then launch into the most ridiculous story about said person or thing. peak comedy to me.

also realizing that I back a bit of a type when it comes to favorite characters in animes. I love Tamaki and naivety and goofiness from OHSHC. I love Deidara and his explosive (literally and figuratively) nature from Naruto. and I love Genos with his goofy, verifiably insane, devoted to a bald man-self.

what do these three have in common, besides some of the characteristics I mentioned above?

they’re all blondes. blonde twinks, arguably, in the right context(s).

whoa, ‘tis a shameful day in my mother’s house as she hears what her daughter is into.