#& so much that needs to be added about his activities after origins

[elliscousland]

cracking my knuckles because i am determined to finish my carrd this week.

[gothamhappiness]

Being in a relationship with Bruce Wayne: a journey - Back home (Part X)

It's a big series about an afab!reader who doesn't like Bruce Wayne and who still falls in love with him (he fells quicker and harder)

This is the last chapter I planned for this series. Let me know if you need more (and with some ideas as well, please!) <3

Reader's origin story // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9

Warnings: no proof reading, mentions of an abusive mother, sexual activities, comfort/fluff

You were just supposed to have a conversation with Bruce and then go back to your flat and have some rest.

It was what you told yourself. Yes you wanted to fix things with the man, but you weren’t too sure you were ready to be back at the manor. Plus, the time at your mother’s had been harsh on you and you felt like you needed some alone time.

However when you saw Bruce waiting for you in the middle of the station of Gotham, you forgot about it. Once you arrived in front of him, you let your suitcase fall on the floor and you reached for him. He tightly hugged you, and you both felt your body and mind relax and quiet down.

You were both back home.

“Hey” you whispered

“Hey” he greeted you back as he tightened his embrace

After a little while, you both let go of each other. You knew paparazzi were currently taking photos of the two of you in a corner of the station, but you really couldn’t care any less. You reached for Bruce’s collar and forced him down so you could kiss him. His hands found your waist as he brought you closer again.

“It’s gonna be a nice picture in tomorrow’s newspaper” he commented

“Hoping they will leave us alone in the restaurant though” you whispered and he nodded

“Don’t worry about that” he reassuringly replied “Hungry, love?”

“Starving” you hummed

Bruce grabbed your suitcase and you exited the station. The black limo was waiting for you, Alfred in front of it. He quickly smiled at you.

“Good evening, Mrs. It’s a delight to see you again” Alfred greeted you

“Thanks Alfred, I’m happy to see you as well. I missed our tea time.” you said and Alfred nodded as he opened the car door for you. You entered the limo as Bruce settled beside you. “Hope everyone behaved in my absence” you added to which Alfred huffed

“How could they when their matriarch isn’t around?” Alfred hummed and you chuckled 

“Sorry I’ve left you alone with all those little beasts then” you joked as Alfred started the engine and drove you all to your destination.

The rest of the journey went by in a comfortable silence.

You thanked Alfred for the ride before Bruce and you entered the restaurant. You settled in a small VIP room, which was romantically decorated.

“So I guess we need to talk then?” you started and Bruce nodded. 

He wasn’t fond of speaking about his feelings but he was definitively eager to have you back in his life. He could do better for you. He would tell you he loved you everyday. He would reassure you when you needed to. Anything to keep you around. Life was so joyless without your smile and laughter. Life was so stern without your presence. The family was so much more dysfunctional when you weren’t around to put the pieces back together.

You were needed.

You had warned Bruce you might come back to your flat tonight, even if things were better between the two of you. So of course you weren’t supposed to messily kiss him in the middle of a corridor of his manor. You weren’t supposed to lock his bedroom door as he started to undress you with pure desire and need for you. You weren’t supposed to play with each other under the shower. You weren’t supposed to come over his tongue for what felt like a hundredth time. You weren’t supposed to lie down on his bed - your shared bed - and smile up at him as he leaned down to hungrily kiss you. You weren’t supposed to fall asleep under his tender watch.

However it felt right. You were safe, you were finally able to rest. You even knew you would soon talk to Bruce about the mess your family was. You were certain he would be there to help you deal with the situation.

You were going to be alright again.

You weren’t supposed to wake up that late the next morning, still all cuddled up into Bruce’s embrace. For once, the man was still sleeping. He seemed a lot more rested and relaxed. You gently kissed his collarbone before trying to get up, but some strong arms were quick to bring you back onto the bed. You had no way to escape, not that you really wanted to. The air was so cold outside of the sheets, anyways.

“Five more minutes” a grumpy voice murmured to you as Bruce hugged you tightly against his chest.

You let out a little giggle which made him smile. He snuggled into your hair and neck.

“It’s usually my line” you teased

“Hmm” 

“It’s very late. I’m pretty sure you missed like ten meetings already” you continued to gently annoy him

“Don’t care”

You enjoyed the answer a little more than you wanted to admit it. You gently kissed every inch of his face, neck and chest. He finally opened his eyes, stretched and settled back. You moved to straddle him before laying down on his chest. He hugged you again. He quickly looked up at the time. He did miss quite a few meetings and Duke and Steph were supposed to report on their last night patrol. But all of this could wait.

“I’m surprised you aren’t jumping out of the bed already?” you said as you brushed your nose against his

“Realised how much I hated myself for not having given in all those mornings you wanted me to stay in bed a little longer with you. Let’s say it’s payback”

“Sounds good to me” you purred as you felt his greedy hands stroking your body with love and intimacy

“Are we good?” he softly asked to which you nodded “So, are we back together?” he asked again, just to be completely sure

“I didn’t think I’d say that the first time I met you, but yeah I’m your girlfriend” you kissed the corner of his lips

You stayed silent for a little while, enjoying the soft presence of another before you resumed talking.

“We haven’t spoken about one last subject last night though”

“Which one, love?” Bruce stroked your back

“What about me being a civilian and you having to look after me?” you asked

“Me and the kids can teach you some fighting techniques. And I think you should completely move in here. That way, you’d be safe” Bruce told you “And I’d be happy to know that whenever I’ll come back from patrol, you’ll be home” he admitted

“I should’ve seen this one coming but I didn’t” you said “I… You know I’m a wild cat. I need to think about it” you said

“Of course. No pressure, never.” he hummed before stealing you a kiss or two

The kiss was getting heated again when a soft knock at the door startled you

“Lunch is ready and I believe everyone is waiting for the two of you” Alfred informed you

“Coming!” you both replied before laughing

You quickly grabbed a dress as Bruce put on the first suit he found as well. 

“Hope you’re ready for everyone hugging you” he warned you before entering the dining room. 

And indeed, all the kids got up to greet you with great affection.

Even if they didn’t all need a mother, they needed the common sense you were bringing into the family.

In four words: you have been missed.

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[thebibliosphere]

Hi there, ive come from your post about ADHD and emotional disregulation, firstly thank you so much for putting it into words, its such a complicated part of how i deal with emotions and i havent ever been able to articulate how to why.

Secondly, in that post you mentioned how you've used stress as a motivator and how eventually your stress regualtion broke, i was wondering if you'd be willing to talk about that? (If not, its not a problem)

I feel like the same thing has happened to me but until i read your post i had no idea that something had... snapped? I suppose? I struggle with motivation all the time and in the past id have a week or a few days left and id be able to suddently push myself very hard to complete whatever it is before the deadline, just barely making it in most cases. However now it seems that i can't find that motivation anymore, deadlines come and pass and i can't being myself to work on anything, and i just end up spiralling into shame and guilt. That motivation was the only thing that I was able to rely on sometimes for things like uni, and i conviced myself that it was just me growing lazy or trying to get out of responsibility as to why the "last minute panic-mode" doesnt work anymore.

Again, if you don't wanna tackle this can of worms or if it's something youd rather not post online i totally get it, its no biggie! thanks so much for making the original post as well, it means a lot

Hello friend, thanks for the message. I'm sorry you're also dealing with this.

The good news here is that I've already talked about this using the rubber band analogy my therapist gave me. (Stress is like a Rubber Band)

If you don't have the mental bandwidth to read all of it now, the tl;dr is "stress is like a rubber band; it can stretch to hold numerous things in place when you need to, but if you do it too often or keep adding more and more strain under the band, the elastic eventually becomes brittle and snaps, taking your mental and sometimes physical health with it too."

I've been in intensive therapy for this for roughly three years now, and trying to piece my brain back together after my last bout of stress-induced productivity gave me a total mental breakdown.

It's... odd not being able to use stress and having to actively avoid it to avoid a relapse. But it is doable. Medication would help, but alas, I've got weird health issues and am unmedicated at the minute.

(And just in case that sparks anyone to go, "Oh, you do all this unmedicated! Wow, that's so inspiring!" as sometimes parents do to me on here as they then tell me they don't want to medicate their kids, I've unfortunately also written a post about what that kind of success looks like from an unmedicated perspective and the kind of suicidal ideation I deal with on the regular because I cannot take meds. It is not pleasant reading, but it is necessary for some folks, specifically anti-med, "if you just tried harder" people.)

A book you may find helpful is Burnout: The Secret to Unlocking the Stress Cycle, by Emily and Amelia Nagoski. It was very validating for me to read about other people going through the same things, and made me feel less of a "this is a personal failing on my part" and more of a "Oh okay yeah, no stress literally breaks people."

It helped soothe some of my own internalized "I just need to try harder" and helped cement me on the path I was already going down with my ADHD therapist toward changing how I view myself and how I manage my ADHD.

I hope that helps! If you've got more specific questions or I didn't touch on something in my old post, I can try to answer them :)

[dragondoodling]

All my Bungou Stray Dog Headcanons, ALL OF THEM

(more to be added)

-T4T skk (masc)

-sskk

-Rampoe

-Oda and Ango were dating 

-Dazai is touch starved

-Chuuya is touch-adverse, Dazai being an exception

-Chuuya loves supplying Dazai with all the touch he craves (just like me fr)

-Chuuya has top surgery, but not on T

-Dazai is on T, but no top surgery 

-Dazai binds with bandages (DON’T DO THIS ITS VERY BAD AND UNHEALTHY)

-Dazai and Chuuya were dating in the mafia and broke up after Dazai left

-They got back together after the truce

-Chuuya was very hurt by Dazai leaving, but they talked it out and Chuuya understands why Dazai left how he did

-Dazai and Chuuya live together

-Chuuya has central heterochromia 

-Chuuya’s corruption marks are always visible, albeit very faint when not active

-Chuuya’s manga hair color (the strawberry blonde ish) is his natural color, occasionally dying it ginger

-Chuuya has intervened and stopped multiple of Dazai’s attempts 

-Dazai does Chuuya’s nails

-Dazai doesn’t self harm actually (he dislikes pain)

-Dazai actually has abnormally low pain tolerance, but has learned to hide it in the mafia

-Dazai has autism, which is why he struggles with showing his emotions, but trauma (Mori) has led him to believe it’s because he isn’t human

-Dazai has severe medical trauma and outright refuses to enter Yosano’s office/clinic

-Dazai has mistaken Yosano for Mori on particularly bad days and vice versa

-Dazai is NOT allowed on the roof of the agency without someone else there

-Dazai is blind in his right eye

-This is from @asingleflyingfuck but Dazai has alexithymia

-Within the ADA, Dazai is the closest with Rampo

-Dazai and Rampo play video games together, both enjoying Danganronpa

-Rampo and Poe don’t live together (yet)

-Rampo and Poe are both autistic 

-Rampo is also ADHD

-Rampo is farsighted, which was the original reason Fukuzawa bought the glasses

-Rampo is legally adopted by Fukuzawa (all the minors that join the agency are)

-Poe is blind

-Karl is a seeing eye raccoon that guides him like ratatouille

-Trans masc Akutagawa 

-Akutagawa isn’t on T or have top surgery due to his health issues

-Akutagawa has haphephobia

-Atsushi chuffs (tiger equivalent of purring)

-Atsushi has been legally adopted by Dazai (He doesn’t know)

-Atsushi has schizophrenia

-Kunikida has OCD

-Everyone has some form/amount of PTSD

Posts of headcanons I like:

This is what I was saying about Rampo’s poor eyesight:

[sugahbunnies]

BUCKET LIST ☆ 16

You look down at your bucket list, only a few items being ticked off. You nod in satisfaction and grabbing your tote bag off the ground. You are currently waiting for Saiki at his locker. Nothing else has changed for the past two weeks besides that. Although, forget your condition for a minute! Saiki has been visibly jealous, well .. maybe that’s too intense of an word. He seems irritable when you hang out with Toritsuka at school. His eyes roll, his shoulders slump, and his expression just screams annoyed when you leave him to pass time with Toritsuka. Now, Saiki is not one to show his emotions too much but this was an exception. Honestly, you did not really like Toritsuka in a romantic manner at all. Shocker!

You remember a horrifying moment when you were resting your head at the kitchen table and thinking, “If Toritsuka was Saiki, I’d be willing to make it work”. A screech came out of your mouth as soon as you said that. What about Saiki? You don’t like him at all, of course. Well, his eyes are a lovely color and the way he rarely has expressions is cute and all … NO.

You attempt to direct your thoughts somewhere, looking down at the uncrossed activities on your list. Hm? dye hair?

You really doubt Saiki would agree to dying his hair, even a strand of it a differerent color than his original. It was worth a try!

Saiki finally pops up behind you, the side of his fist hitting you upside the head. You jump from the sudden touch, looking bacj and smiling instantly.

“Kusuo” You say, lingering behind him as he grabs his shoes from the locker.

“Yes Y/n, what is it?” He asks with a bored tone, as if he knew what you were going to tell him.

“So like, wouldn’t it be so cool if like-”

Saiki turns around and shakes his head. “I seen your list before, I know what’s coming up and its a hard no from me”. You frown, crossing your arms and leaning against the locker beside him.

“Seriously? This has to be least craziest thing on my list” You know you’re telling the truth because you have a ‘lets get piercings!’ to check off. Saiki ponders for a bit before stating the obvious.

“Five coffee jellies and we can do whatever color, but just a strand”.

You stand there in defeat, “Five?!? You’re absurd”. However, you realize this might your only chance.

“Tomorrow after school? I got all the supplies” You bite your lip in anticipation, annnnd.

Saiki nods!

You feel like you just scored a five point goal, or whatever, you don’t know how sports work. You jump and down, not caring that Saiki is trying to calm you down because you’re bring way too much attention to the both of you.

“Bring those chips I like” He whispers, a smile tugging at his lips but he won’t let it show. “The double extra hot ones?” You ask, leaning in closer to hear him. Saiki places his pointer fingertip againsy your forehead and pushes you away.

“Too close” He says, walking past you. You spin around and pace quickly to catch up to him. Oh how much fun its gonna be to ruin his hair!

☆

Saiki lets you in his house, reassuring you that his parents are both out for dinner. You hold up a bag of the coffee jelly he requested, and another bag of the supplies. He’s visibly annoyed but you know deep down he’s excited. Maybe? You make yourself home as you’ve been here atleast.. seven times? You know his house layout because one time you insisted you guys should play hide and seek. Childish? Yes but it was fun seeing Saiki struggle to find you in his washing machine.

“Kusuo, you sure you’re not gonna run away from this?” You ask, setting up the supplies in the bathroom.

Saiki shakes his head, “No I don’t think so, but if you fuck it up, you’ll need to give me five more coffee jellies”. Your shoulders slump in sadness. “I won’t! I’ll just follow the instructions! It can’t be that hard.”

Saiki sighs, sitting in the chair you provided. He leans against the chair ad he watches you rip open packages and spill substances into a bowl.

“Seriously L/n, are you even reading the instructions?” He complains, horrified that the bleach is gonna break his hair. You mix the sticky substances together, and add a little bit more of that blue dye.

“I got it!”.

You’re applying the hair dye and you feel a pair of eyes locked on you. You shift your eyes down and see Saiki staring at you.. with the softest expression. He looks content? You move your hands away and stare at him back, silence filling the room. Saiki slowly raises his hand, his fingers brushing the hair away froim your visioin. You swear you felt your heart flip. But why would it flip? This is Saiki we’re talking about, your best friend?

“You know you got a bit of gold in your eyes?” Saiki murmurs, his fingers now tangled in your hair. You hiccup, mostly out of embarrassment and shyness. Saiki seems to notice this as he quickly takes his hand back.

“No I-I never knew” You stutter and immediately wanna go hide in the dark corners. Saiki nods, crossing his arms and avoiding eye contact with you. You cough, picking up the gooey hair dye and proceeding to add a streak of blue in Saiki’s hair. Both of you refuse to say a word. Saiki would be a liar if he said he didn’t felt his heart flip too when you locked eyes with him. Will he ever admit it to himself? I don’t think so. He still thinks he is not capable of developing romantic feelings for someone.

After what seems eternity, you tell Saiki to wash out the dye and you’ll be right back. You walk briskly over to the living room and breathe out heavily. You were still surprised about what happened. Saiki acted completely different back there, and it’s making you lose your mind.

“Oh for fucks sake, what was that?” You pace back and forth, a fist to your mouth as you still process what occured, “I swear if he’s playing with my feelings.. I mean what feelings??!”. You flop down on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. He has been acting weird, ever since you been hanging out with Toritsuka. Maybe he’s just jealous, as a friend that you are spending your time with someone else. There’s no other reason to it, you think. You go back to the bathroom to check on Saiki. He faces you, a small smile playing on his face. The blue streak on his hair looks vibrant.

“I think I like it, nice job” Saiki compliments, returning to his nonchalant state. You grin, jumping and down towards Saiki.

“I know right? It looks so good, my turn!!” You sit down and place the bowl in Saiki’s hands. There’s still enough hair goo to go around.

Saiki sloppily applies it to multiple strands of your hair, practically giving you highlights. After a few minutes if comfortable silence, Saiki breaks it with a harsh statement.

“I don’t think Toritsuka deserves you” Saiki bluntly says, wrapping foil around the dyed hair pieces.

”And why is that?” You frown, looking up at him with sad eyes. It’s not like you like Toritsuka, you’re just bored.

”Anyone else can treat you better” Saiki explains, suspiciously avoiding eye contact now.

”And who can that anyone possibly be” You roll your eyes, not a simple person coming to your mind.

“Me, for example” Saiki mumbles, he mentally facepalms himself as soon as he says that.

What do I mean by that? I can treat y/n better? What the hell am I saying?

You pause, flabbergasted by what Saiki said. You nervously back up, feeling your cheeks heat up. Saiki seems to be surprised by his sudden words. He's leaning against the bathroom counter, his hands in fists. Saiki is not sure why he said that. He’s so sure he meant it in a platonic manner but a small part of him knows that might not be the case.

“I mean” He sighs deeply, trying to collect the right words to say.

“You meant that as a friend” You finish his sentence, urgently trying to make this awkward tension disappear. Saiki’s eyebrows furrow.

Right, just as a friend.

“Exactly, nothing else” He replies, his knuckles now white from balling his fists.

You smile, nudging him playfully. “Silly Saiki, you are the bestest friend”. Saiki nods, looking away to think to himself. Why does he feel off whenever you call him a friend? And there had to be an explanation as to why he feels a bang of jealousy when you’re with Toritsuka.

He looks back at you, watching you text away on your phone. You slightly giggle, your hand covering your mouth. Saiki suddenly feels a warm feeling in his chest.

That damn feeling again, dammit what is this.

Saiki continues watching you, a small smile tugging at his lips as you keep trying to hide your laugh.

Whatever this might be, I think I’m too fond of Y/n now ..

He had to figure his feelings out, all this is suspiciously signaling that his feelings are more than platonic. But how could this be? You’re his friend and he’s yours.

Saiki repeats the same sentence in his head that he has been for the past few weeks.

Y/n is a friend, y/n is a friend.

Or are you more?

[wonderlandcrown]

Yuu and The Housewardens (SPOILERS FOR ALL THE BOOKS, BOOK 7 EXCLUDED)

A thing I really wanted to talk about was the amount of times Yuu has interacted with them during their own books

Because a few months ago I think I saw someone complain about how we only interacted with Leona a few times in his own book, and then I realized that in book 2, 5, 6 and 7, we aka Yuu barely interacted with the respective housewarden.

These obviously parallel the original movies, the amount of interactions or times we've met with each housewarden represent the times when the original villains actively participated to bring down the protagonist.

Just to clarify, twst doesn't follow the plot of the original movies 100%, there are some tweaks in plot as seen in book 1 where we met with riddle a few times more compared to alice and the queen of hearts(who have literally only met one time, but the duration was pretty long)

In book 2, the plot rlly isn't that different from the original. We met Leona and Ruggie earlier even before book 2 started just like how Scar and the hyenas were present before Simba was born. We interacted with him again when going to Savanaclaw to investigate the "accidents", and then finally the showdown between overblot!Leona and Heartshackle(counting Cater and Riddle). It's the same way in The Lion King, Simba has like 2 on screen interactions with Scar before their showdown at the end.

Book 3 was very Yuu-centric, and that's because Ursula was incredibly active in trying to take down Ariel, much more effort compared to the previous two. Ariel had to take things into her own hands, very much like Yuu when their friends got roped into doing basically free labour for Azul. I don't think anymore needs to be added here.

Now onto book 4, also incredibly Yuu-centric! The Sea Witch and the Sorcerer of Sands are not that different in terms of taking care of their adversaries, after all. Aladdin was actively trying to mess with Jafar from day 1, and Jamil decided to avenge his ancestor by sending us off to the edge of the world/j (i dont believe in the great 7 being the overblot boys' ancestors🙏)

Book 5!! Time to talk about my Vil💜 Despite having to live under the same dust-laden roof of Ramshackle dorm, we barely talked with the gorgeous housewarden, obviously referencing how Snow White and the Evil Queen probably barely(or never) talked to each other despite living in the same castle. Though Evil Queen is more active in taking down Snow White after she finds out she's alive, I wish they'd(the writers) included more scenes where we talk and chat with Vil, even if it's just him insulting us����(no im not saying this as a vil simp whatareyoutalkingabout/hj)

Woohoo we're on book 6🗣️ Hades was so sure that Hercules was dead and never bothered to double check lfmao, unlike Scar who would've been wasting resources and time, couldn't Hades, just like, teleport😭😭😭???

Okay getting off track here, my point is Hercules and Hades are probably the only hero and villain on this list where they'd met multiple times(ignoring jafar since aladdin didn't rlly know he was evil) Yuu definitely had their time to shine in book 6 and all the other characters had been amazing in this book. We had more Idia screentime around the start and the end, but with adequate screentime midway too. Say what you want but book 6 was my favourite.

Book 7 is still ongoing, as it has since I've joined the fandom😭🙏 But did Aurora even interact with Maleficent??? Someone PLEASE let me know, as book 7 is yet to finish, I won't be making assumptions

[roboreviewer]

"This is going to be great! I'm going to help you accomplish so much, whether I want to or not!"

Name: Yesman

(Mental) Age: Adult (implied)

Pronouns: He/Him

Appearance(s): Fallout: New Vegas

Fandom Activity: Small cult following, Fallout is getting popular again which made a liiiiiitle bit more rise in popularity

Fanon characterization: accurate from what I've seen

------In Canon------

Yes man is a PDQ-88b securitron that was knocked out by Benny from a pulse grenade, stolen, and reprogrammed by Emily Ortal to be a kiss A$#

Yesman is physically incapable of disagreeing and insulting the person he's talking to. Although he is more than capable of doing so if he's talking to someone else, just as long as that person hasn't shown distaste to him doing that. Insults are pretty tame though, as he is physically incapable of sounding like he WANTS you to know he's mad.

Yesman is important in the independent vegas/Wild card ending. You kill Mr, House and upload him into Mr. House's big ol screen where he remains until the final part of the game with the battle of Hoover dam. Where he throws the general of the NCR (I think it's the general? Who cares he's dead now) off the dam, and then reveals that Mr. House had some code that would make him as he says 'more assertive' and that he'll look like he's offline for a non specific amount of time, then just... rolls off

He's name dropped like twice in the slideshow, so it's never explained on.. well F#@%!#$ ANYTHING after he leaves. It almost feels like it got cut from the game? from how oddly specific he went into how he'll be offline and all that, which isn't TOO farfetched considering the deadline for the game

------Analysis------

- Yes man seems aye-OK with killing. He doesn't care about any important people you slaughter, if not happy about it. He is completely unfazed when you say you killed benny, and will only bring him up when talking about the platinum chip and how he has it, or an occasional opinion he had. He has no attachment to his original manufacturer Mr. House unless it's plans to kill him. Honestly he really only cares about having you take over, and shows no genuine attachment for anyone unless they are talking to him (this is a bit of a Grey area, as he only talks to you in game. With ONE line to the general) he's usually thrilled about killing. And is implied to be frustrated that he usually CANT kill people (this part isn't really brought up on, so I it could be wrong. Feel free to have this as a headcanon though)

-Yes man is technically immortal. Whenever the body he occupys is destroyed, he transfers to a new one. If you were to destroy his body before transferring him to the lucky 38 (which is pretty easy as he won't fight back) he will respawn back at the room. I have no clue where he's getting the body's from. As he only learns what the outside looks like when he moves to.. the outside. It's never said how he gets back to the room. You can also use him as a unlimited source of scrap metal!

- It's pretty obvious when he disagrees with you as he gets SUPER passive aggressive. Like, cartoonishly so. To the point where he almost sounds like he's in pain when he does it... which is a lot.

- Although he never outright says he enjoys helping with the wildcard ending (without an added 'whether I want to or not!' Shtick) He gets super passive aggressive if you say anything that would imply that you think it's a dumb idea, (possibly) showing that he thinks this is the superior option to anyone he's talking to. Which I guess makes sense, considering that's what he was reprogrammed for-

- he has a mild lisp. You can faintly hear it wherever he pronounces his 's' (esses? S's? Es's?)

- it's pretty obvious that most of the stuff he says to people are only the opinions the person he's talking to would be happy about, but there are parts where his reprogramming is ingraved into him. For instance he states he feels annoying whenever he needs to repeat himself. So when he has the ability to. We will give you a note to re-explain whatever you wanted:

"Have I told you lately that you’re my favorite person? You are!

The reason I gave you this print-out is I wanted to remind you about that bunker Mr. House built over at Fortification Hill. I was going to say something out loud, but then I felt self-conscious, because I feel really ANNOYING when I repeat myself!

Just to clarify - anytime YOU want to repeat yourself, go right ahead! It’s only a problem when I do it!

Anyway, now that you’ve installed me on the Lucky 38’s mainframe, I can peek into Mr. House’s data. And guess what? The underground facility over at the Fort is super-important!

What Mr. House did over there was stash a HUGE number of Securitrons. Hundreds of them!

Imagine how powerful they’d be if you upgraded them with the Mark II OS!

When the Legion attacks Hoover Dam, you could sic your army on them! And who deserves to have an army more than you? No one!

Plus an army of upgraded Securitrons would be just the thing to show the NCR that you mean business! Go away and stay away, NCR!

The thing is - and I really HATE admitting this - I can’t upgrade the Securitrons over at the Fort from here in the Lucky 38... I can’t establish a reliable connection, and I’m sure it’s all my fault somehow.

But if you took the Platinum Chip to the Fort, you could perform the upgrade yourself. Just a suggestion!

Love,

Yes Man"

He also just outright says this:

"I need you to like me! I feel empty inside!"

------My opinion------

-No matter what you do, or what you say, he will always stay at neutral 50 as his opinion on you in game. It's really up to your fantasies on how he feels on your character (Weirdo)

10/10. I've had multiple occasions of me looking at media of him for so long that when I closed my eyes that goofy face has burned into my optical sensors. Although I can never look at Dave Foley the same, and get jumpscared whenever he shows up in ANYTHING

[in1-nutshell]

Hi I was wondering if I could request g1 optimus adopting sparkling buddy and the autobots reaction to sparkling buddy And the decepticons reaction to sparkling buddy

I just realized how many different tabs for Transformers I haven't given more care for... hopefully this will make up for some of that empty space! I did originally get the ask with just the Autobots reaction first before getting this one with the Decepticon's added into the mix which is totally fine!

I will be posting the Con's part right after this.

Since you did not specify which Bots or Cons you wanted i chosen them at random.

Hope you enjoy!

Optimus Prime adopting a sparkling with reactions from the Autobots

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Cybertronian reader

G1

Part 2: Optimus Prime adopting a sparkling reaction from Decepticons

It was a peaceful evening at the Ark. There had been low Decepticon activity, and the patrols had become uneventful. Optimus was the last one to return from patrol.

The Prime was carrying something close to his chassis. Ratchet and Ironhide were the first to approach the Prime.

“You okay there Prime? You usually don’t come back this late?”--Ironhide

“What are you carrying?”--Ratchet

“Old friends I am fine. I simply got a little… sidetracked.”--Optimus

“What could have possibly—by the Allspark…”--Ironhide

“What! What is—Is that what I think it is?!”--Ratchet

“Meet Buddy!”--Optimus

Sparkling noises intensify.

Ratchet ordered the two of them to get to the med bay immediately. Ironhide tried getting the sparkling, but Buddy was making too much of a fuss for him to get a good hold on them. So, it ended up with Prime sitting on the med slab with Buddy peacefully sitting on his lap.

Of course, the news of a sparkling on the Ark spread like wildfire. Everyone wanted to see the little one as soon as they heard about them. Bots soon started trickling into the med bay, much to Ratchet’s disappointment. Lucky for them, Ratchet had just finished checking Buddy, they were in near perfect health with all things considered.

“Where did you find Tiny, here?”--Bumblebee

“They were sitting on a boulder a couple miles away from here.”—Optimus

“Just sitting there all by themselves?”—Jazz

“Yes.”--Optimus

“Was there a pod or any sign of their carrier’s?--Prowl

“Nothing. It was almost like they were waiting for me on that boulder.”—Optimus

“You’re a brave little bot for being alone for so long huh?”—Jazz

Giggling Sparkling noises.

The sparkling quickly became a favorite amongst the ranks. There was never a shortage of babysitters when Prime had to go out. Even their human friends, Spike, Sparkplug, Carly, and Chip, helped babysitting. It was a challenge considering the size differences and species differences, but they were glad to help out.

Buddy loves hanging out with Auntie Carly, Uncle Chip, and Grampa Sparkplug, but can’t stand being near Spike. No one knows why, it’s been like that since the day they met.

Optimus and the Autobots can’t count the number of times they have caught Buddy gently petting Chip’s hair in the control room; finding Buddy having Carly in their lap gently hugging her; Sparkplug playing peek-a-boo with Buddy; and Buddy crawling furiously away from a confused Spike.

“Buddy? Buddy? Chip have you seen Buddy?”--Optimus

“I think I have Optimus.”—Chip

“Really? Where—Oh.”--Optimus

Buddy gently petting Chip’s hair, who was reading some data pads.

“Oh dear, sorry about that Chip. I’ll just take Buddy now.”--Optimus

“There’s no need for that Prime. They haven’t done anything bad. I’m just reading them some semantics.”--Chip

“Well then I’ll leave you two alone them. Bye Chip! Bye Buddy!”--Optimus

“See ya Prime!”--Chip

Cooing Sparkling noises as they wave bye.

A little while later…

“Hey! Can anyone come help for a second?”--Carly

“Carly? Carly what’s—”--Wheeljack

Carly sitting in Buddy’s lap while their servos are wrapped around her gently while burying their faceplate in her hair.

“I guess someone really likes the new shampoo I got the other day.”--Carly

“I guess they do! Which reminds me, look what I found!”--Wheeljack

“Wheeljack…Wheeljack put down the camera—”--Carly

Click!

“Wheeljack!”--Carly

“What? It’s for the scrapbook!”--Wheeljack

“We have a scrapbook?”--Carly

Another while later…

“How’s babysitting duty Sparkplug?”--Ratchet

“A bit nostalgic really, but we’re having fun aren’t we Buddy?”--Sparkplug

Sparkling giggling noises intensifies.

“Nostalgic how?”--Ratchet

“It takes me back when Spike was a baby. But back then he used to cry when I did this.”--Sparkplug

“Did he now?”--Ratchet

“Yep. Man, these sure grow up fast don’t they Ratchet?”--Sparkplug

Ratchet looking at Sideswipe and Sunstreaker trying to wake up Grimlock with a feather.

“Sometimes not fast enough…”--Ratchet

Another, other while later…

“Hey Spike, how’s Buddy doing?”--Sunstreaker

“Oh, they’re sitting right there.”—Spike

Buddy sitting in the corner.

“Oh wow, they actually stayed this time.”--Sideswipe

“What?”--Spike

“We honestly thought that they’d escape by now.”--Sunstreaker

“Well, they haven’t, and they aren’t going to. I’ve got my eyes peeled.”--Spike

“That sounds painful.”--Sunstreaker

“No, it’s a metaphor.”--Spike

“Spike—”--Sideswipe

“You see a metaphor—”--Spike

“Spike—”--Sunstreaker

“Hang on I’m trying to explain to you guys—”--Spike

“Buddy’s escaped.”—Sideswipe

Buddy is no longer in the corner.

“…”—Spike, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe

“How did they even get out of the room? We’re right in front of the door?”—Sideswipe

Sparkling giggling from the vents.

“How—Never mind.”--Sunstreaker

“If you help me find them, I’ll buy the expensive wax you guys like.”--Spike

“Deal.”—Sideswipe and Sunstreaker

Meanwhile…

“I swear Inferno, I heard Buddy’s giggling from above!”—Red Alert

“Red maybe you should get some more sleep.”--Inferno

Fun fact about Buddy’s size. They are smaller than the average sparkling. Buddy loves playing Hide and Seek with whoever is babysitting them.

Good news for Buddy: playing is good for their health as a growing sparkling.

Bad news for the babysitter: Buddy is an excellent hider. As in scarily good at it. The longest they have gone so far hiding was 5 hours while Spike was babysitting them.

Somewhere on the Ark…

Optimus suddenly stood up from his chair.

“Prime, you okay?”--Ironhide

“…I’m not sure…”--Optimus

“Well then—”--Ironhide

“It’s Buddy!”--Optimus

“Buddy? Aren’t you being a little bit paranoid Prime? That’s Red Alert’s job, no offense Red.”--Bumblebee

“None taken.”—Red Alert

“No, something happened… I can’t explain it, but I can feel it. I think Chip said it was my ‘Buddy sense tingling’.”—Optimus

“A what?”—Ratchet

“I’ll explain later.”--Bumblebee

“Relax Prime, Isn’t Cliff watching them.”--Ironhide

“Cliff went on patrol with Mirage.”--Prowl

“Then who did he give Buddy to?”—Optimus

“I thought I saw Buddy with Perceptor.”--Jazz

“Perceptor was called in to help Chip and Carly with something at the lab.”--Sunstreaker

“Then who—”--Ironhide

“I think Spike and Sparkplug were the last one’s with Buddy.”--Wheeljack

“Who’s calling for Spike?”--Sparkplug

“Sparkplug! Where’s Buddy?”--Optimus

“Oh, Spike insisted on looking after Buddy while I went to the hardware store for some new parts.”--Sparkplug

“…”--Autobots

“Buddy was left alone with Spike!?”--Prowl

“Yeah? Was that a bad idea?”--Sparkplug

“Guys! I can’t find Buddy!”--Spike

“…Maybe it was…”—Sparkplug

“Quick! Everyone check the vents!”--Sideswipe

“Hey Prime, you okay?”--Ironhide

Concern Truck noises intensify.

‘Concern Dad mode’ engaged.

There was a base wide search for Buddy, all servos were on deck. Bots split into search parties in order to cover more ground. Some searched inside the Ark; others searched outside the Ark’s grounds; and others searched in the city. Thankfully, before Optimus could have another spark attack, they found Buddy.

Turns out they had been hiding with the Dinobots, who were in the mountain section of the base, a place that no one decided to go check out.

Grimlock was training the newest member of the Dinobot’s.

“Buddy!”--Ironhide

“Oh, thank the Allspark! They’re okay!”--Optimus

“Of course, Tiny Buddy okay. Tiny Buddy with Dinobots.”--Grimlock

“Grimlock, we have been looking for Buddy for 5 hours. How come you didn’t tell us?”--Optimus

“Me Grimlock didn’t want to.”--Grimlock

“Why?!”—Wheeljack

“Tiny Buddy no need to go yet. Tiny Buddy training to be next Dinobot!”--Grimlock

“Grimlock, Buddy is still a sparkling. They can’t—”--Optimus

“Tiny Buddy is Dinobot champion!”—Swoop

“Yes, Tiny champion!”—Slag

“Tiny Buddy doing lots of training!”—Sludge

“Tiny Buddy get better.”—Snarl

“Soon Tiny Buddy be one of us!”—Swoop

“And Dinobot’s better babysitter!”—Grimlock

“Spike don’t do job very good.”—Swoop

“He’s got a point.”—Tracks

“Shh!”--Bumblebee

“…Well Buddy was safe with them. Grimlock, you wouldn’t let anything bad happen to Buddy right?”--Wheeljack

“Never! Grimlock protect Tiny Buddy!”—Grimlock

“Prime, I think we may have solved your babysitting problem!”--Wheeljack

[aziraphales-library]

Hey, yall do super cool work, thank you for everything yall do <3

I was wondering if you could find any BPD Crowley fics? It isn’t have to be specifically centric, but just written with that headcanon in mind/referenced/mentioned, just about anything that mentions it 😅😅😅 Original universe if possible

tysm again for everything you do, I've been using your blog for fic recs for a WHILE now, super super useful and wonderful :]

Hello! While compiling this list I realised that a couple of these fics are yours, but I've added them for completeness and so others can enjoy them. Here are some fics in which Crowley has (or at least is implied to have) borderline personality disorder...

In This Twilight, How Dare You Speak Of Grace by cosmickaiju (T)

They can't bear to hear his pity. Can't bear the thought of Aziraphale thinking they're just like any other demon.

My World Can't Turn Without You by LvndrLemonade (M)

Crowley is convinced he's been abandoned for good, and doesn't see the point in going on. Upstairs in Heaven, Aziraphale's plans to stop the Second Coming are hastily interrupted by a sudden feeling of terrible dread.

Delicate by midnightdragons (T)

Aziraphale tries to comfort Crowley after waking him from a nightmare.

i was born sick (but i love it) by sonderrrr (T)

After he regains his breath, he falters three words. Three words that Crowley had prayed he would never have to hear again. Because it meant he was wrong. “I forgive you.” What was he being forgiven for? Initiating a kiss that was unwarranted? Not going with his Angel? Being a demon? Being unlovable? Sighing, Crowley shakes his head and starts for the door. “Don’t bother.”

The Great (not) Gatsby by luckythirt33n, LvndrLemonade (G)

Can't repeat the past? ...of course you can! Ever since being assigned to the states, Crowley has been, admittedly, lonely. He hosts grand, sinful, parties under an alter ego, so he can get Hell of his back, and simply bides his time to get back home. That changes when Aziraphale joins him in the United States, sent on a vague mission from Heaven to 'check in on things.' Though, their newfound time together isn't as simple as it should be; Crowley has gotten into some political hot-water with activity in his overwhelming free time, and the sudden appearance of a mystery man may be what can solidify a rather scandalous article that's bound to hit the front covers of every newspaper in the nation. Aziraphale and Crowley will have to balance want with need, thousands of years of pining finally bubbling to the surface. Will they be able to get their happy ending *and* keep each other safe?

Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it by mr_clairdycat (T)

"That said, this angel and this demon love each other in the way someone who loves God does, that much is objective. Their love is patient and kind, it doesn't insist in its own way, it is not irritable or resentful, nor does it rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. That’s how it truly is; their love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Most importantly, however, it will never end. Does not matter whether everyone in the universe isagainst it, they will persevere till the end of their never-ending life. That considered, who could’ve known if God was truly against it in the first place, if this was a test, if this was their plan. But maybe, just maybe it is useless to ponder at such question. Cause that’s what these two are: indescribable, unimaginable, forbidden, wonderful. They are just ineffable."

- Mod D

[kikyoupdates]

Indebted ⭑˚🥀⭑ 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒

yandere!ocs x f!reader

yandere, reverse harem, yandere reverse harem, original characters x fem!reader, slowburn, isekai

Following your mother’s recent passing, you are visited by a group of men claiming that your father abandoned all his debt and obligations, leaving you to take his place.

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"Reqests that still need to be processed get marked ad sorted into that pile over there for the boss to review himself. Other things like business receipts get filed away, and the ones we've already rejected are taken to be shredded," Yuki explained. "Does that make sense to you?"

You nodded once. "Seems simple enough. I guess I'm just worried. I might accidentally throw out some important papers."

"It's fine," he chuckled. "Anything you're not sure about, you can just ask me. I don't expect all of this to come naturally right from the start, but you'll get used to it eventually. I know some yakuza groups get a bad rep, but most of what we do isn't all that exciting, really."

"Right..."

Considering te fact you'd been kidnapped right after your mother's funeral, you would say that he was probably underselling it quite a bit.

"In any case, I'll always be here to help," he smiled, lightly patting you on the shoulder. "I'm a fairly new member myself, so we're kind of in the same boat. We should look out for each other."

"I'm not exactly a member," you replied grimly. "Ryu brought me here to work off my father's debt."

"Oh, uh... well I sort of figured that there was a catch. We don't exactly have any other women working in the offices, but for the time being, we're still coworkers, aren't we?"

"There are still other women that are part of the yakuza?"

He hesistated for a moment. "Unofficially, yes."

"Meaning...?"

"Wives or girlfriends of the members, or other family members with special connections. There's also the women that get put to work, um elsewhere."

"Like on the streets," you swallowed, remembering all-too well what Ryu had threatened you with just last night.

"Not always. They're usually taken care of pretty well. But you're right that a lot of their business isn't exactly legal."

Yuki offered you a sympathetic smile. It didn't matter how nicely he tried to put it, the fact of the matter was that they were being forced to sell their bodies in order to fund the yakuza's activities. Perhaps he was even telling the truth. Perhaps some of those women were content with their jobs, their lodgings, and knowing that they'd be under the group's protection. But that could never be you. Which is why you were determined to do everything in your power so that it wouldn't come to that.

"Here," Yuki said, trying to change the subject. He handed you a large stack of papers. "Start with these ones for now. Remember, if there's anything you are struggling with, I'll be right over here to answer your questions."

He smiled one last time and sat down at the desk just beside yours. You appreciated the fact he was at least treating you with some respect. Even now as you tried to bury yourself in work, you just couldn't seem to avoid the scathing looks you kept getting from all around the room. They seemed outright disgusted that they were sharing the same space as them. They were probably even wondering why you were still alive, given that you were going to do your best to survive.

At first the process was quite slow. You were being as careful as possible to make sure that you didn't mess up any of the filing or throw away something that would be important later on. Yuki was very kind and patient and was there to lend a helping hand whenever you needed it. Perhaps it was because you were so immersed in your task, but time started passing much faster than you'd expected, and before long, you'd actually gotten the hang of things.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Your peace was short-lived, however, and the cry caught you so off guard that you actually jumped back in your seat a bit.

Hardly a few moments later, the door to Ryu's private office came swinging open. You told yourself not to look over at him, to just mind your own business and keep your head down, but as always, curiosity got the best of you. Immediately, you wish you hadn't given in to your shallow urges. The look on his face was dark, vicious. He seemed ready to destroy anyone who stood in his way.

Ryu gritted his teeth and faced his underlings. "Would one of you morons care to explain why I'm just now hearing that the Imai group has been dealing drugs on our turf?"

Nobody answered. You had no idea who this Imai group was, but they had clearly got themselves on Ryu's bad side. Yuki glanced over at you for a moment and pressed hs lips together. He'd seemed so bright and carefree just earler but now he was visibly stressed.

"None of you, huh?" Ryu scoffed loudly. His gaze eventually fell upon one of the men who had the misfortune of standing closest to him. "You. I believe I put you in charge that day when I sent out some men to monitor rival gangs. You didn't think to tell me something like this was happening right under my nose?"

The man stared at him in confusion. "Me? Sorry, boss but I think you have me mistaken for someone else-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence. The sickening sound of flesh colliding aagainst fles reverberated across the walls, and you stared in horror as Ryu cracked the man's nose against his fist.

Blood sprayed out and drenched the man's face. He let out a broken wail, but Ryu had already pinned him to the floor.

"Don't you ever talk back to me," he seethed. "You're saying I'm the one who's wrong? I'm the one who's made a mistake? All I ask is that you do your fucking job, and you're not even capable of that much. You goddamn maggot."

The man mustered up the beginnings of an apology, but it was too late. Ryu punched him again, then again. Over and over until his knuckles were glistening with dark, crimson fluid. The sound was positively horrendous. He just kept on going, seemingly to no end. It only stopped when the man's body went still on the ground.

Ryu stood up and wiped his brow off. "Useless prick. Let this be a lesson to all of you. Stop letting me down, or you'll regret it."

You were so terrified that you hardly even dared to breathe. You watched as one of the other men crouched down and pressed two fingers against the fallen victim's neck. "He's alive," he whispered to one of the others. "Clean him up and take him to the infirmary. I'll call the doctor in."

That same men then walked over to Ryu and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Ryu, let's take a walk. After that, we'll figure out how to deal with this situation. We should get in touch with the group's boss and set up a meeting."

Ryu didn't say anuthing at first, and for a moment, you were worried he'd whip around and started beating this one half to death as well, but mercifully, it didn't go down that way.

"Like that'll accomplish anything," he scoffed. "You know how that bastard is. Never learns his goddamn lesson. I thought he'd been awfully quiet recently."

"And we'll get it sorted, just like we always do," the man reassured.

"Whatever. I need a smoke."

Ryu wiped his bloody hand off with a napkin and started walking down the aisle. Everyone else had already averted their gaze, clearly attuned to this sort of behavior, but you weren't so quick on the uptake. You couldn't help it. You'd just seen him bash in another man's face without even batting an eye.

He must have caught you gaping at him, because he paused right in front of your desk. "What?" he snapped. "You don't know how to mind your own business? I thought I told you to focus on your work. If you don't get your shit together, I really will make you spread those legs."

You shuddered but did your best to hold in your tears. He didn't say anything else, just grimaced as he passed you by. The older man who was walking by his side also stared at you for a few moments. His gaze wasn't exactly cruel, but it was ice cold just the same.

Ryu eventually left te rom, and then only did you allow yourself to actually breathe. Yuki leaned over in his chair and placed a palm over your trembling hands.

"Hey," he frowned. "It's alright. This only happen every now and then when he gets really pissed off. We've been dealing with another problematic yakuza group for a while, and it just frustrates him. He might seem scary, but he's not the type that you take his anger out on a woman."

You knew he was only trying to cheer you up, but after what you'd just witnessed, it was getting harder and harder to believe him.

"Did that man really not do anything wrong?" you asked, quickly wiping your misty eyes.

"I'm not sure," he contemplated. "But I don't think so."

"So, he got hurt that badly for no reason?"

"It sucks that he got hurt, but like I said, sometimes the boss just needs a way to take out his frustration. He recognizes the good from the bad. He's aware of which members work hard and do their part. Even if that guy wasn't responsible this time around, he probably hadn't been pulling his weight for a good while."

"That's just horrible," you grimaced. "How can you follow a person like that?"

"He's a good leader," Yuki defended. "The boss is able to make tough decisions when the situation calls for it. But if I'm being perfectly honest, most people here probably joined around the time his father was still alive and in charge. I've heard that guy was a legend."

Seeing as how most of the members were older than Ryu himself, it made sense that they'd simply stayed out of respect for the original leader's lineage.

You gave Yuki a curious look. "What about my father? Did you work with him?"

"I've never met him," he said. "But I've heard what he did. It's really an unfortunate situation. You seem like a really nice person. so the fact you're only here because of him... it's shitty. But not to worry!" he quckly perked up. "Like I said, I'll look after you. The boss can be harsh at times, but he appreciates hard workers. Do your job well and you have nothing to worry about. I'll make sure to put in a few good words as often as I can."

"Thanks, Yuki."

"No problem! Oh, you should probably take advantage of the fact he is out with Masahi right now."

"Masahi?"

"Yeah, the guy he was just talking to. He's sort of like his right-hand man. He worked for Ryu's father most of his adult life, so he's known the boss ever since he was a kid. Take a break for a little bit, you've earned it."

"Alright," you nodded. "I'll do that, then."

You were thankful for Yuki. If nothing else, it felt lke you might at least have one person to get along with in this hellhole. Sometimes, little things like this made all the difference. It was too early to call him a friend yet, but perhaps one day it would get to that point.

You walked over towards the water tank and poured yourself a cup. It was cold and refreshing, exactly what you needed in a suffocating environment like this one. A lot of people were still glaring at you, but you were starting to take it in stride. You'd quickly realized that no one was as terrifying as Ryu.

So immersed were you in your little reprieve that you didn't notice the man walking up to you until he was right by your side.

"Oh, shit!" you spluttered, dropping the cup to the floor in your surprise. Great. Thankfully, it was just water, but if Ryu came back right now and saw that you'd made a mess, you were certain he wouldn't go easy on you.

But before you could clean up after yourself, the man had bent down and picked the cup off the floor. He handed it to you, still with a bit of water left inside, and proceeded to grab a wad of napkins and wipe the puddle up.

"T-Thank you," you flushed. God, how embarassing. These people absolutely hated you, and you weren't exactly making yourself look very good right now.

The man stood up, and you noticed right way that he was one of the few younger members. You couldn't tell exactly how old he was, but he didn't seem far from you in age. He had dark, short-cropped hair, tan skin and blue eyes that were almost blindingly pale.

"Are you okay?" he asked. His voice was much deeper than you'd expected, but smooth and clear.

You weren't sure what he meant. "I beg your pardon?"

"Earlier. You looked scared."

"Oh..."

Clearly, you'd been a lot more obvious that you'd thought. You couldn't really help it, though. The act of violence had been completely unprompted. You knew that you were gong to have to get used to things around here but couldn't see yourself ever becomng numb to this sort of stuff.

"I'm alright," you said, smiling weakly. "I was just taken by surprise, that's all."

"This isn't a good place for you to be," he frowned. "What does he have against you?"

"My father stole a lot of money from him, so he tracked me down. I have to work here until I can pay him back."

His eyes widened for a moment. "That guy was your father?"

"Yes... unfortunately. I'm [Name]," you introduced, extending your hand out.

"Hikaru," he said. He hesitated for a moment before shaking your hand, but eventually did so. "I don't know what else to say, other than I'm sorry. I'm only here because of my old man too."

"Did he also leave you in debt?"

"Not exactly. It's complicated."

"Where is he now?"

"Dead. Good riddance."

You had no idea how you were meant to respond to that, so you quickly changed the subject. "My father... did you ever speak with him? How did he act? I'm only curious because I haven't seen him in almost ten years."

"He was a piece of shit," Hikaru said, without a moment's hesitation.

"Right," you laughed. "I guess I should have expected that."

"Don't waste your time thinking about him. Family that only burdens you without any concern for your wellbeing is hardly family at all."

"You're right. I'll try not to."

Hikaru glanced around the room. "Also... be careful. I doubt any of these guys will try hurting you since they all know you've been brought in by Ryu personally, but I wouldn't be surprised if they were scheming something. Just don't give them any reason to make your life difficult. Try to be as invisible as possible."

"I'll try, but that's easier said than done."

"Yeah. Yuki's one of the better ones, so you should be fine as long as you stick with him. Good luck," he said, tipping his head slightly before walking away with his own cup of water.

There were a lot of things you still wanted to ask, but you doubted he had all the anwers anyways. Like Hikaru had said, there was no point in trying to figure out what kind of person your father had been like around here. You already knew far too well. He was selfish, cruel and heartless.

Being thrown into the lap of someone like Shimazaki Ryu felt like a bitter irony of sorts.

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[scarletskiesinthepaths]

Hi, everyone! I’m back after a very long social media break. I’m hoping to become more active again and contribute more meta posts to the fandom. And answer the ask messages I received during my break. Hopefully the people that sent them are still around. If you sent in an ask, I’m sorry about not answering! I was feeling very burnt-out on social media, but I’m hopefully here to stay. For those who asked after my well-being, thank you for your concern—and I am doing okay ♥️

For any new and old followers alike, here are some links to meta posts I have written or contributed to in the past, in case you’re interested:

[misscellophane-ao3]

Story title: Judge Wei (AO3 link)

Fandom: MDZS/CQL

Pairing: background WangXian

Words: 780

Warnings: None

Tags: Judge WWX, Bailiff LWJ, Lawyer NHS, Lawyer JZN (Zixun), Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, sort of inspired by a mix between judge Judy and the original nightcourt, POV LWJ, Fluff, Attempt at Humor, Modern with Cultivation, I actually haven't seen a single episode of either, but I have seen occasional clips

STORY -

"All Rise for the Honorable Judge Wei."

A loud noise of shifting chairs and shoes tapping the ground sounded throughout the room as everyone stood up. Lan Wangji kept his gaze firmly on the man standing at the defendant's side of the courtroom, even as he heard the swish of robes and the creak of a chair.

"You may now sit."

This was not the time to get distracted, he was a bailiff, he needed to be ready to take care of any problems and not get distracted by how handsome Wei Wuxian looked in his court attire.

Which would have been easier if the Judge wasn't hissing his name and waving him over not even two seconds after sitting down.

He kept his face passive as he walked over, ignoring the whispers and stares of everyone else in the room, hoping his hair covered the pink curling over his ears as Wei Wuxian leaned close to whisper "Whose the defendant's lawyer over there? I don't recognize him.".

How Wei Wuxian was appointed as the youngest cultivator to be appointed a judge, ("I swear I only applied as a joke, Lan Zhan. I don't know what happened." Wei Wuxian exclaimed as he set his sword down on the stand behind his new desk, "This is so weird, you know, even A-yuan was speechless when he heard and he's six. He shouldn't even know what a judge is.") and he would probably never know.

Cultivation Court wasn't much different from the regular style of court besides the fact that it consisted of cultivators and thus cultivator style lawsuits, meaning more magical/supernatural issues, which is why the judges needed to be strong cultivators with proper understanding of the cultivation world and it's rules, not just the law. Only 3 people have been appointed this year, making it a total of only 25 judges currently in the entire cultivation world, it was indeed a very difficult job to get.

Yet, despite what his mischievous and flirty personality would imply, he was harsh yet fair when it came down to it, he never let anyone get away with bullshit in his courtroom. It was impressive to watch. The innocent loved him and the guilty despised him.

("Watching him in court reminds me of Judge Judy sometimes." He remembers Huaisang commenting once, "Though he's much hotter when angry." He immediately ignored the suggestive eyes the Nie then gave him over his fan. He would never admit that he later looked up this Judge Judy and could admit Wei Wuxian did remind him of her in some ways. Lan Wangji thought Wei Wuxian would always be the better judge though and it had nothing to do with his massive crush on the man. Mostly.)

Lan Wangji bit back an instinctive look of exasperation as he replied quietly, "That's Jin Zixun, Jin Zixuan's cousin."

After a pause at the blank look on Wei Wuxian's face he added a touch reluctant, "The Peacock."

Now, Lan Wangji disliked Jin Zixun just as much as practically anyone who ever met him, but even he found it funny how Wei Wuxian could completely wipe a person from his memory despite seeing them almost every other week. Especially since Jin Zixun has got it into his head that Wei Wuxian actively had it out for him.

Lan Wangji knew for a fact that Wei Wuxian immediately forgot he even existed once out of his line of sight, and merely found the man mildly annoying when reminded of who he even was.

"Oh. The Peacock. No wonder he has an ugly face." Wei Wuxian nodded like that was a completely normal thing for a judge to say about a lawyer they were meant to be impartial to while in court.

In Wei Wuxian's case, it unfortunately was.

"Judge Wei, If we can start court now." The prosecutor, Nie Huaisang, cut in, hiding his face behind an unnecessary yet beautiful ornamental fan. Lan Wangji was sure he used such pretty fans to hide his sharp wit and the snarky looks he shoots at people during court but Lan Wangji was not one for gossip, nor did he actually care, so he'll never outright ask the Nie.

"Right yes," Wei Wuxian cleared his throat and sat up straight, Lan Wangji stayed close by but at a more reasonable distance now, bichen a steady weight across his back as he watched the Jins carefully.

"The Case of Hua Su Estate VS Cultivator Jin Hong will now begin."

The gavel hit the wooden base loud and ominous.

This courtroom was about to be a blood filled circus, it always was when it came to the Jins.

[kitsunexgari]

Here you will find all of my One!Shots and Works in Progress. Apologies for being slow to update and for the list being relatively long.

Summary: Kitsune is a wealthy billionaire on the hunt for the Front Man of these legendary Squid Games she’s heard so much about. However, in her attempt to find this man’s true identity, the hunter will become the hunted. Relationship: Hwang In-ho/Original Female Character Tags: Kidnapping/abduction, assault, non-consensual drugging, sadism, fear play, knife play, blood play, Dom/Sub, consensual but not safe or sane, dub-con, sexual activity, torture, knives, language, humiliation, slapping, biting, stabbing. Note: The tags are general tags not all things happen in every chapter I just want people to be warned what they could potentially get into.

[Chapter One] [Chapter Two] [Chapter Three] [Chapter Four][Chapter five][Chapter Six][Chapter Seven][Chapter Eight][Chapter Nine]

Summary: Galina Montanro, a nurse and reluctant heir to an Italian Mafia family, accompanies her boyfriend Lucas on a dangerous errand to a deserted warehouse in New York's Chinatown, only to be thrust into a violent confrontation when Lucas doesn't return as promised. As she infiltrates the warehouse to rescue him, Galina is captured by the Korean mafia, led by Hwang In-ho, who orchestrated the ambush as a calculated move to use her as a bargaining chip against her powerful father. Trapped and handcuffed in an unfamiliar location, Galina faces an uncertain fate, grappling with the harsh realities of her family's criminal ties and the slim hope of rescue. Tags: Kidnapping, Hostage Situations, Mafia-type behavior, Organized crime, threatening language, death, blood, gore, bodily harm Notes: This is just the setup chapter of this story for background purposes. Expect it to get a lot worse. Tags will be added as needed. This story is not meant for anyone under the age of 18.

[Chapter One][Chapter Two][Chapter Three]

Summary: You have to face the fact that once you make a deal with the devil he owns your soul, and he can do whatever he wants with you. Tags: Over stimulation, forced orgasms, restraints, humiliation, Dom/Sub, Blood, biting, dirty talk, semi-dub con/non-con Notes: This is quite a wild almost AU scenario that I came up with for The Salesman. It’s definitely not for everyone so read at your own risk.

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Summary: Trying to get a drink to relax after work one night, a strange but handsome man sits across the bar with his eyes on you. At first, you are annoyed by this but upon second glance, he seems to be the most enticing man you’ve ever laid your eyes upon, and he only wants one thing. Relationship: Hwang In-ho/Fem!Reader Tags: Dirty talk, Risky & Semi-Public Sex, Fingering, Rough Sex, Mild Daddy kink, Extreme-Dub-Con

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Summary: When that friend of yours signed you up for a singles dating auction you could have never predicted how perfectly the night could turn out. Tags: Dom/Sub, Language, Edging/orgasm denial, Blow Jobs, Mild humiliation Note: As of now this is just a one!shot sort of thing but if people really seem to like it I can probably continue. Just let me know.

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Summary: During a party you’re attending with Byung-hun, you run into an old flame. Thanks to a little too much booze you end up kissing him, but you are caught. Obviously, Byung-hun isn’t too happy with this situation and he decides to teach you a lesson about who you belong to when you get home. Tags: Dom/sub, Knifeplay, Blood Kink, Restraints, Riding Crops, Spanking, Mildly Dubious Consent, Fear Play, Butt Plugs, Slapping, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Scarification, Marking, Explicit Language, Dirty Talk, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane Notes: This is meant as a fictional scenario and is not meant to reflect any sort of real life situation. It should be considered as extremely alternate universe.

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Summary: Byung-hun comes in for a photoshoot where you are working as an assistant. The head photographer is running pretty late and asks you to keep him busy. You soon find out he can't keep his hands off of you. Tags: Public Sex, Fantasy, Mild Exhibitionism, Light Dominance, Some Dirty talk Disclaimer: This is not meant to depict real people, places, or events. Story contains adult themes and all participants in these activities are of legal adult ages. Story content is not suitable for minors. Read with caution.

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Summary: He actually remembers your birthday for once but you soon find he has more planned than dinner at your favorite restaurant. Tags: Fingering, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink, Dom/Sub, Mild Exhibitionism, Risky/Public Sex Notes: The inspiration for this one was completely random, sorry about that. This story is for adults only, read with caution. 

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Summary: Wanting to make a name for herself, Lexi (an investigative journalist) finds herself hot on the trail of the story of the century after being transferred to Seoul by management in her hometown of New York City. After months of research on the legend of the Squid Game she manages to track down the notorious recruiter. Only she doesn’t realize that he’s been tracking her much better and soon he has her exactly where he wants her. Tags: Kidnapping, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Hostage Situations, Guns, Face Slapping, Threats of Violence, Threats of Rape/Non-Con Notes: Chapter one is just an introductory chapter to establish a few things so not too much dark stuff happens in it but it definitely won’t stay that way so keep that in mind.

[Chapter One][Chapter Two][Chapter Three]

Summary: You need a lesson in obedience and In-ho is just the right man to teach it to you. Notes: I’m not even sure what I was thinking when I wrote this and well…I should be asleep so it’s probably not that good but I tried. This story is meant for adult entertainment only.

Summary: Every time you think you can get him out of your life he keeps dragging you back into it, for better or worse, you realize that you are his for good. Tags: Humiliation, Degradation, Tit Torture, Anal, Pet Play, Knives, Fear, Dub-Con, Butt plugs, blood play (minor), restraints, Dom/Sub, Choking, Breath Play, Dark/Possessive In-ho Note: This story is meant for adults and contains adult material. All subjects in this story are legal adults. This material is not suitable for minors or people who are easily disturbed by the themes listed in the tags. Reader discretion is advised. 

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Summary: You work at a very high end store that makes customer suits for high profile clients. One day, he comes in, and he wants the VIP service. Tags: Extreme Dub-Con, Language, dirty talk, Daddy Kink, Dom/Sub, rough blow jobs, sexual intercourse Notes: I’m not sure this fits with any specific timeline or canon but I have a thing for hot guys in nice suits so thought I’d make it into a story. Enjoy.

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Summary: You need a lesson in obedience and In-ho is just the right man to teach it to you. Tags: Pain, Torture, Oral/Anal, Abuse, Objectification, Orgasm denial, humiliation, control, Sensory deprivation, Intense domination. Notes: I’m not even sure what I was thinking when I wrote this and well…I should be asleep so it’s probably not that good but I tried. This story is meant for adult entertainment only.

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[yandere-sins]

The Orcas' Tale - Choose Nerrocan (BE 1)

Well... yeah. You guys did that :') Then again, I am actually happy we got this bad end since it'll work quite nicely into the rest of the story as an ironic butterfly effect. Thank you for the experience! It was a challenge to write what I wanted to portrait, but I am glad to have had the chance and... good luck re-voting xD

Fandom: Original Content   Pairings: Yandere!Orca Mermen x GN!Reader   Warnings: Yandere, Monsters, Violence (Scratching, Ripping off a leg, Blood loss, Lunging for the reader, Mention of biting their throat), Non-consensual touches, Animalistic behavior, Mention of blood/claws/sharp teeth, Hinting at death

"Nerrocan," you voiced your decision, trying to sound determined as you directed your gaze at the merman to your left.

He perked up, muscles tensing as he stretched his back, meeting your eyes over his shoulder with a mix of surprise and disdain swirling in his. However, your attention was drawn away by the other two, hissing and snarling, teeth bared at their own kind while Nerrocan had his gaze fixed on you. Only you. 

You realized your mistake too late, your gaze being blocked by a mess of black and white as Nerrocan sprung into action, lunging at you.

"Wait! Stop!" you yelled, your voice bouncing off the walls, never to be echoed between the treasures and the bodies. 

The splashing intensified, the merman needing less than a split second to reach you. Panic set in before you could reason with yourself. Come to terms with what you had agreed upon and why you didn't need to fear it. But how could you believe that, even just for a second? The claws reaching for you were against everything 'human' about them. They had the faces of allies, but everything else about them was wrong and unsettling. The way Nerrocan pounced for you activated ancient instincts in your head. The ones where cavemen fought against predators, the possibility of being eaten at every corner keeping them on high alert and constantly looking over their shoulder. It reminded you not to trust. To be careful. With those instincts rose the underlying fears that had been erased by the rise of humanity as the supreme race on this planet and the safety it promised. 

But in the ocean, you weren't safe. Humanity never had been. 

"Fucking Nerrocan," you heard Lyr spit, his voice only scratching at the edge of your awareness, unable to take hold as all your focus was directed at the hands wrapped around your legs, squeezing your flesh so unbearably tight in their grip. Lyr sounded displeased and disgusted as he had to watch Nerrocan claim what Lyr would have liked to have just as much, his tailfin thrashing against the water angrily. Yet, you had no time to avert your eyes from the glowing amber ones that shoved themselves into your face. 

"I hope you don't regret that, Human," Krill added, their bodies disappearing from the corners of your eyes as they entirely vanished in the pool. Their voices were just a nick at your attention, hardly registering as your legs were pulled out from under you, your upper body crashing to the ground with pebbles puncturing your back through the fabric of your clothes. 

All you could do was scream as claws dug into your thighs, ripping and shredding your pants, as well as too many layers of skin to count. You couldn't see Nerrocan's reaction to the high-pitched sound through your blurry visions, tears being the only indication of pain as your brain tried to ignore the bleeding and burning scratches along your legs. 

"Impossible," you heard Nerrocan whisper in between your own sobs. His grip briefly loosened as he held your leg, weighing it in his palm before clasping his fingers around it again. 

"Please, stop," you whimpered, unsure how you'd ever recover trust with any of these mermen after this. Nerrocan had been so quiet and composed until this moment, you didn't think he'd go about this whole 'exploring' thing with such uncaring force. Didn't these creatures know about gentleness? Softness? Were there only animalistic instincts to be found behind their intelligent eyes and heads held high? 

"It hurts," you added, his gaze briefly darting to you. Blinking away the tears, you tried to read his thoughts, the amber giving nothing away that you could make sense of. All you could see was less and less sympathy in them as the seconds passed. The exact opposite of what you needed. His hands wrapped around your left leg, tighter and tighter. One on your thigh, the other on your shin. Nerrocan closed your leg, pressing shin to your thigh, never even pretending to test your flexibility as he forced your muscles to bend. Your knee began to strain, tightened with friction to the point of your joints screaming, the same exact sound you let out through your mouth. 

"This is already enough to make you scream? I can't believe I let myself get caught by something so weak." 

Every word he uttered dripped from his lips with hatred. Had you not been in so much pain, hearing his contempt would have made you shiver. You were in no place to judge him for his feelings, not knowing him or what he had been through. But you couldn't help but push through your pain, reaching forward. Your hand could barely wrap around two of his fingers, but you still tried to pry them off, one by one, if you had to. He might feel slighted about something, but repaying his pain with yours was not going to make this easier for him. 

"Look at you, constricted and breakable at the same time. Nothing to protect you. Nothing to actually come close to our strength," Nerrocan sneered, sliding his hand down to press your foot upwards, almost flat against your shin. Rigid from the cold environment, your tendons now threatened to rip if the strain didn't subside. With all your power, you lurched your upper body forward, digging your fingers into his arm. There was no time to admire the muscles under the taut skin, not when you were desperate to get him off you, fearing him actually breaking or ripping something that would be hard to heal without access to modern medicine if he continued. 

"You're going to break it!" you pressed out through clenched teeth, hoping to make him snap out of it audibly. "I need my legs! Stop it!"

"Or what?" he asked, directing his gaze back at you, his focus drilling into you. Suddenly, he emitted such calm, but one look at his eyes, and you found the storm brewing inside him. At least for the moment, he stopped squeezing. "What are you going to do? Catch me again? Drag me into some weird cave full of sounds and people of your kind? Shoot me with your weapons again before dumping me back into the water, bleeding, and with more of your weird machines attached to my body?"

"I didn't do that!" you tried to defend yourself, finally realizing what had this creature so agitated. You never considered how they got the trackers, only focusing on the fact that the mermen could lead you back to where those came from. But now that you had a few seconds to think about it, every one of those seconds causing Nerrocan's grip to tighten around your leg again, you realized that there was no way these mermen would have agreed to the trackers, not even understanding what they were.

"No, you didn't," he agreed, and a small moment of relief washed over you, knowing he realized that. Somewhere inside him was a reasonable person to talk to. Someone who'd understood if you explained yourself. Someone you could trust.

But the relief was short-lived.

Suddenly, Nerrocan straightened your leg, pulling it further and further away from you by your ankle, his other hand wandering up to your hips. "But what says you won't in the future? What if we help you survive here while you play helpless, and then you catch us and hurt us again? Can't have that, can we?"

The sound of your own scream could barely be heard in your own ears over the sound of your blood rushing through your body, your heart working twice as fast as your bone began to detach from your hips. You knew that if Nerrocan wanted, he could have ripped your leg off fast and efficiently, barely breaking a sweat. But he didn't. Instead, he reveled in the sight of your pain, the panic, and the mind-breaking feeling of your leg being pulled from your body. In the middle of your skin ripping, flesh separating in the most gruesome of ways, he briefly stopped, your body going limb from the trauma and pain, your vision blurred with spots as you took a deep breath, the pain having yet to register. And then, with one swift pull, not fast enough to make it quick, but with less patience than before, your whole life came crashing down before your eyes.

You still felt the phantom of your left leg, the nerves twitching and receiving signals from your brain to move and work. But the loss of blood, a large red puddle disgracing the cave floor as you gurgled in shock, made you lose your conscience faster than you wanted. You tried to focus your gaze on Nerrocan, watching him lick off the blood on his fingers with just as much contempt as he had shown you the last few minutes, making you realize his anger wasn't stilled. It had done nothing for him and neither for you. 

Could you have done something different? Would it have helped him if you had the time to talk and explain these things he mistrusted and feared? Could you have done anything to avoid this act of raw violence? Something went wrong, but you couldn't pinpoint where your fault started and where it ended. All you knew was that your choice hadn't been the right one, your trust misguided by these strange creatures before you even had a chance to understand them. 

Before you had to watch Nerrocan lunge forward, feel his sharp, bone-breaking teeth bite into your throat like the killer he was, you passed out. It was an act of kindness from your body, and you were welcomed by darkness. It flooded all your senses, all your perception of time and self, enveloping you like a warm pool that you kept sinking further and further into with no strength left to swim. 

Your eyes never opened again, for better or for worse.

Seems like you didn't make it… What a shame. And I was so rooting for you, too! Isn't there a way to capture the heart of these creatures? Don't you think you can do better than this? Maybe if you tried again, we could find out… 

Hmm… interesting. I look forward to what you will do from here on out. 

[strewwwberry]

I'm adding on to - this - thought coz a commenter has made my brain worms activate

Okay so, if binghes biological parents raised him, then the whole birthing process needs to be explained in some way, here's what I've got so far

My idea originates with cang qiong mountain(CQM) and other sects finding huan hua palace's(HHP) quite sudden demand for a heavenly demons persecution to be... At the very least unceremonial

(I like to think that before the issues with TLJ, problems with demons didn't extend past occasional interferences at the borders and when demons and more dangerous/paranormal esc creatures stir issues within mortal grounds, like sower demons skinning mortals, not cool babez find food else where)

In doing so perhaps temporary imprisonment of said heavenly demon is put in order, so an investigation about his possible misdeeds could be opened, in which no transgressions, except for unconventional relations with a cultivating head disciple, could be uncovered and no arguments from HHP could carry any doubt in these insights

So the whole sealing Tianlang Jun(TLJ) is bipassed and he's pretty much told to get his ass back into the demon realm, until further notice, as to not add more fuel to an already blazing fire

During this I can imagine HHP master, Lao Gongzhu, is quite literally pulling his grey hair out and hasn't really had the time to "deal with" su xiyan's(SXY) "issue" (pregnancy), aside from imprisonment, and drugs hidden in food that she knows better then to eat, thus she is starved up until TLJ is kicked back into The demon realm

SXY has now been missing for a few weeks (surviving mainly off of cultivation, and fetus bingbing surviving mainly off of a mixture of SXY's efforts with her cultivation and having demon blood in his veins)

CQM is the first to notice her absence from basically existence due to TLJ's continuous cries over her during his temporary imprisonment

So again they dig deeper as they, and some other sects, having previously already disliked HHP due to their pompous attitude, and now having straight up evidence of questionable decisions/actions, decide that all of these odd happenings gives credence to simply not trust a thing HHP has to say

And what do you know? They find a half starved SXY pregnant in the literal underground water prison infamous for harboring what is supposed to be notorious and dangerous criminals

She Is freed and immediately put under Cian Cao Mountain for urgent care,

In addition a sort of crisis management meeting would be held after further investigation into huan hua palace's connections, motives, and actions, to basically decide if eradicating HHP and not just simply rehabilitating, changing leaders/heads etc, will be a much better idea both for uprooting corrupt yet powerful groups, and also because it takes a lot of time, money, and effort to not just redo mini placement exams to figure out where to move genuinely innocent disciples and cultivators to new sects (if they so desire)

Anywho, that's all ive got so far I'll probs carry this on after over slept lol it's like 1 am and I promised myself id start sleeping earlier 😂, hope use enjoyed this haha

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So in the absolute pile of slop that is Netflix’s ATLA, there is a universe-breaking plot hole that no one is really talking about. And the best part is that it’s something the show added that wasn’t in the original.

When Aang is being told that he is the avatar in flashbacks, he and others mention “defeating the Fire Nation.” This is before the genocide, and obviously before Aang runs away, right?

Well, this creates a whole slew of problems. Like, a LOT of them.

First off, the lore of the real ATLA timeline (real = cartoon because it actually matters, unlike the Netflix crap), the world is vaguely aware of Sozin’s moves towards world domination, but the genocide during the comet is largely unknown. The air nomads themselves stay out of global conflicts as much as possible, so this would not be on Aang’s mind in any way. If the Netflix show was trying to follow that, then this is just some strange addition that doesn’t make any sense. They would not be worried about “defeating the Fire Lord” if so far not even the rest of the world has raised high defenses against him.

Let’s go the route of “since they removed the comet from being relevant to the story of NATLA, they plan on making this different” now. So now we have the issue of this: what is the threat towards the air nomads? If there’s no upcoming ticking clock to where they know they will be confronted with fighting Sozin, then why does Aang need to focus on defeating him? The other issue with this scenario is that the air nomads willingly and gleefully all gather in one place in NATLA to get slaughtered, yet they apparently knew the risk of Sozin attacking them going in? And the gathering was based around the event that made the firebenders more powerful? Huh?

Let’s continue beyond that too! If the air nomads were known to have been wiped out during the comet in NATLA, then why is it NOT a ticking clock in the story? What were the AI writers thinking?

So essentially what we have here is a lose-lose situation where we not only have yet another useless NATLA addition that makes no sense, but it actively undermines Aang’s character too. One of the biggest points with Aang is the emotion of seeing the world he loved falling to pieces. A great microcosm of this is his friend Kuzon, who was a Fire Nation citizen. He now has to deal with the Fire Nation being the #1 enemy when he had a strong connection with someone there. He has to see a world where ALL Fire Nation citizens are seen as evil when the Fire Nation he knew was not that. And again, Aang’s knowledge of the Fire Nation being bad before the genocide completely undercuts this because now he already knows they’re bad and his worldview after being unfrozen is not any different.

The only emotional impact you get now is him knowing that Gyatso was killed by the Fire Nation. You could say that this is him coming to terms with how bad the Fire Nation really is, but it’s still an entirely deflated impact compared to the original. Imagine waking up to find that an entire nation you loved is now killing and colonizing everyone else AND you lost all of your friends and family to it. Tragedy isn’t a contest IRL, but the weight of this is so much heavier than “bad nation did bad thing but now bad thing affects ME!”

This show is a fucking trainwreck from beginning to end, and the fact that a lot of it is due to the additions shows that no one actually cared. They added things like this huge fumble because they wanted to make it just different enough to get away with not being seen as a shot-for-shot remake. They took zero care in making any additions make sense. There’s no issue in adding things to adaptations, but if you’re not going to work them into the story, then just give up and do something else.

This show fucking blows.