#(is that whats it called? im a youngin'.)

[shovellyyy]

Do yall write smut by envisioning it bc I feel like sometimes u can tell when an author doesn't have like a picture based consciousness. Wdym that genuinely I'm taking backshots while he's sucking on my boobieth. (That twitter post is not the only occurance I've seem of this😭)

This isn't intended to hate, but it's way harder to tell if someone's a virgin rather than they don't like imagine things from their smut. I'm here sitting up in bed trying to figure out where sukunas third arm is going 😭😭 (in me hopefully) (I'm the author I control that) (I prob should add that but first it's his tongue)

[animentality]

maybe I should stop joking that I'm 94 in my bio.

too many teenagers and 20 year olds who genuinely think someone born in 1930 uses Tumblr of all sites.

maybe they'd have an intern running an account on Twitter or Facebook or some shit, but Tumblr?

I'm 93, guys.

[panasonicmelons]

horror tale kidnapper stuff (some of them were posted first on the horror tale discord and some memey lol)

can you tell what i like drawing the most

also

help me god

[what-even-is-sleep]

Can’t wait for my drivers license to arrive so I can be driving legally again for the first time in 1.5 years!

[prettyboypistol]

Hey, love your work anyway so you know how Hobbits, Dwarves and Elves age much slower? How'd they react to reader going like "dude I'm like twenty"?

How the Fellowship React to a Younger Company Member! || LOTR x M!Reader

context for hcs: You are surrounded by your companions around a nice fire for the night, only for you to mention that today is your birthday! The fellowship ask how old you turn and you proudly say 22.

Frodo

"Oh goodness I've dragged a child into this."

genuinely starts apologizing to you near manically, then shuts himself off.

You go to him and explain that no, you're far from a child in human standards, and that even 16 yo's can be drafted into wars. Frodo is shocked.

It makes him feel a little better, but he starts to try and teach you things subconsciously about herbalism and mushroom picking.

Samwise

"GOOD GODS TWENTY-WHAT?"

has a good nervous laugh about it, mentioning that now Pippin isn't the baby of the fellowship anymore (ref- Pippin is late-20s)

After you explain that humans mature faster, he seemingly calms down, but still jokingly fusses at you

mothers you "jokingly" after that, but seems to be more attached to you in case you get hurt.

Merry

"Ay- ay! Pippin! You're not the youngest anymore!"

Honestly doesn't see it as a big deal, hell, feels more at ease that theres yet another youngin in the fray of adventure that he can mess around with!

Will try to include you in on his and Pippin's shenanigans, and excitedly dragging you along when you agree to some of his insane ideas.

Pippin

"IM NOT THE BABY ANYMORE!!!"

Calls you "youngling" and "little brother" as a joke, takes a liiiiittle too much fun from that for your liking.

Feels a little weird about sharing his pipeweed with you at first, but as soon as you hit that blunt with g r a c e he's laughing along and giving you as much as you want

Likes to hold your hand "as a joke" to guide you through places, he includes you in places that he and Pippin hide in when in danger.

Gimli

Jesus christ this man nearly had a heart attack, not only that, but when the hobbits mentioned how old they were!? He's travelling with CHILDREN. BARELY OLD ENOUGH TO BE IN THE FORGE!

Becomes oddly silent as he mulls over these facts- that he's seen everyone drink before, do drugs, and even make sexual innuendos that he laughed at... eugh. icky feelings. icky all over.

Aragorn pulls him aside and explains that humans and hobbits age uch faster than dwarves, and that he himself in only in his 80's. Gimli feels only slightly better but it takes him a few days to recover from the shock.

Legolas

haha yall are all BABIES

Legolas is aware of humans' quick deterioration, so it doesn't come as a surprise to him. With your smooth skin though, he assumed you were younger? Perhaps about 17-19?

Then again, he is shit at jusging ages, since elves are forever young and pretty.

makes fun of gimli for being to torn up about you being "only 22"

[imustbenuts]

nuts reading trigun in japanese 5 - vash is. super good with kids

disclaimer: more triangulation purposes etc etc

so i mentioned before in my part 3 that the japanese language has an inbuilt hierarchy quirk to it. and i kind of noticed this nuance getting somewhat lost in the english translation, either because again i have skill issues with english, or that EN inherently doesnt come with the same quirk.

elaborating a bit more: this hierarchy of position/standing can be determined by age, profession, occupation, and experience. in terms of hard priority, age and profession tends to take precedence over everything else.

this means effectively, vash being over 150 should be top dog and given respect in JP/Asian context (respect your elders! or else!!), but because he 1) looks 24, 2) uses very immature speech with strangers, 3) uses boku, hes effectively keeping his head down and posing as a dumbass schmuck.

ヴァッシュの兄貴　行っちまうのか！？ Big bro Vash, you're leaving?! (兄貴 = aniki = big bro but informal and can be used for no blood relations)

so schmucky that he has no problems handling children. in fact, in the JP version during his departure on the sand steamer, the kids call him Big Bro Vash. twice! so he's earned their adoration in no time flat.

ヴァッシュの兄貴—ッ Big Bro Vash!!

leaving the translation like that ^ wouldnt flow well in english, so rip. also. cute scene.

and yet his meeting with Kaite is chaotically bad to say the least. i mean, he even gets drugged and knocked out. Kaite does not respect the guy who gave him food at all and plans to seemingly feed him 3 meals a day for the entire trip. so how? well.

once Brilliant Dynamites Neon comes in and turns things serious, Vash's starts doing a few interesting things.

skipping forward this and that. after getting almost blown off the sand steamer, vash holds onto kaite and they both cling on for dear life:

もうちょっと登れば通風口があるよ mou chotto noboreba tsuufucou ga aru yo If we can climb a little higher there's a ventilation duct そーか　そーか　今行こうすぐ行こう souka souka ima ikou sugu ikou Okay, okay, let's get going right now!

added romanji and color to highlight how vash is repeating phrases in his line. the そーか　そーか souka souka and 行こう 行こう ikou ikou repeats are there as if to 1) make himself sound immature, and 2) to reassure kaite that things are under control.

only touching on the bottom right panel. another possible reading of that line:

助けて頂いてありがとうございましただろう Situations like these are where you should say "thank you very much for saving my life" instead!

はいそーでした!!!

Now say it!!!

he's chiding kaite and doing the very asian adult thing of teaching the youngin manners in terms of tone. but in a stern funny way no offense taken way bc, as you might have noticed...

vash is deliberately putting himself on the same level as a kid. in tone in standing in speech. hes not being condescending. hes not lording his status as an adult over a child. (something something christ like but in the context of jp... hehe.)

this is ultimately what gets tough nut kaite to trust vash to get down to business to defeat The Neon. even without the words hes visually getting himself to be on the same (eye) level with kaite. i think its so good alsdjfdsa

kaite starts crying after thinking of his dad and regretting what he's done, gets caught in a regret reflection loop, but vash brings him back to reality. like this:

な に を 感 傷に ひ た って る か な こい つ は

another reading of this "What the hell are getting all sentimental for now ya brat?!" line might be "What. Good. Is. It. To. Lose. Your. Grip. On. Yourself. Now. You. Dummy?!"

with this he puts kaite's head back into reality and readjusts both their priority.

so again. vash just. is good with kids. his emotional intelligence is through the fucking roof as proven by all the other moments throughout tristamp and trimax*

idk its warms me bc. the asian confucius hierarchy is so... yuck. im technically of chinese descent so i know how fucked it is. so. vash is really cool with this slightly extra japanese asian hierarchy context.

i think this aspect of vash is something i dont see in english fanworks a lot, and not in the same tone. on the other hand, i do see this a lot in the jp fanworks. so idk exactly what factors or if im looking in the wrong places, but yeah. vash is good with kids. just like wolfwood.

again, studio orange understood the assignment and gave some of that dynamic here to Tonnis.

are they called studio orange bc im meant to squeeze stampede for all its worth or what. stampede is actually incredible to me im in awe.

bonus:

the jp version of the left text says roughly:

"I'm cursed!! I must be! By either the reaper or a god of misfortune and or more!!"

yeah he specifically says Shinigami and Binbougami. i dont think that would translate well in en bc this kinda throws the catholicsm theme into a bit of a tailspin LMAO. (also. the Ore here. note the context.)

[axeoverblade]

Ayo can I request a platonic 1610 miles x older fem reader. Like she acts like an older sister to him and she visits him in his dimension. Bonus if his parents love her.

Dynamic Duo

1610 Miles x Platonic fem! reader

Synopsis! Miles never really cared for having another sibling until he met you

MASTERLIST

Genre: fluff, just fluff.

Warnings: mentions of dead sibling, foul language

Word count: .7k

Authors comment: THIS WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER IM CRYING. Two posts about Miles in one cause why not? ENJOY <3

Do not copy! All rights reserved to ©axeoverblade

•when you first met Miles you two clicked immediately

•He reminded you of your late little brother

•even though it made you sad at first to be around Miles cause of the nostalgia of it, you grew extremely fond of him over time and vise versa

• Bad habit of calling him youngin and he gets SO PISSED

• “what’s good youngin” “I’m not even that young shut the hell up”

• would get in trouble often with Miguel because you two “weren’t using your watches properly”

•apparently traveling dimensions to have ice cream together was against the rules

•still did it anyway

• he tells his mom about his friend “who left town” who was like his big sister and indirectly how much he admired you

•he would never ever tell a soul he looked up to you even though it was very obvious

•like bro legit mimics half the things you do unconsciously

•You notice it but don’t say anything

• you are so unconsciously over protective

• like you sometimes forget he’s a spiderman too

• he does the most stupidest things to impress you like a younger sibling does

• “Hey y/n look!” *cue Miles hanging upside down from a bridge doing stupid dangerous poses* “Miles! Get the hell down before you kill yourself” “But ’s cool right?” “…that’s besides the point”

•INSIDE JOKES!!!!

•or just those understanding looks you two give each other when you both see something stupid

• randomly pop up in his dimension to surprise him

• you two swing around the city together for the fun of it

•He rants to you constantly about his home life, finally feels safe enough to speak about everything that’s going on and how he feels to someone

•calls you when he has anxiety attacks. even though he would never outright say he’s having them, you know

• call it big sister senses

• always change the subject to something you know calms him and suddenly he’s laughing telling you about something that happened a couple of days ago when he was on duty

•Makes you happy he has an outlet he feels safe talking to because you know he can't do that with anyone else.

•HE STEALS ALL YOUR THINGS

• “yah so then-is that my jacket?” “…noooo?” “Miles I swear I'll kill you that’s like the fifth one this month”

• Always wants to be around you

•like lil bro is always just around trying to hang out with you or go on your missions when he can cause he thinks it’s cool to see you in action

• he even copies your moves for when he fights villains

• You finally met his parents

• at first they were very skeptical of you but after seeing how you two interact they grow very fond of you

•asks you to visit more often and cook for you whenever you do come

•you three talk about Miles whenever you think he’s not listening (he is) and how proud you are

•both you and his parents get on his ass about random stupid things he does

•legit tag team him all the time and there’s nothing he can do

•you visit so much you have a little bag of things in his room for when you come over

• you have your own personal relationship with his parents. They see you as one of their own and you see them like a second pair of parents

• they have their own nickname for you

• you are so close they add you to the family gc

• you and Miles bicker all the time about the stupidest things

• “shut up that’s why I’m the favorite kid” “you’re not even their kid!” “Your just proving my point further”

•you act like a real siblings. Like you would give your kidney for him but if he asks to borrow your charger? Hell nah

• overall he genuinely loves you and really appreciates you and you can say for the same for him

•will always be there for each other just like real siblings because in a way, you two are and always will be

©axeoverblade

[redeyerhaenyra]

Fluffy moments with Stilgar

Summary: Headcanons full of fluff with Stilgar bcos I am not immune to sand daddy

Warnings: Not much.. age gap? I think that's it. Let me know if I've missed anything!

Notes: I can't wait to write smut for this dude wait what who said that

God I love this dude

Not nearly as much as he loves you though

Stilgar often isn't a man or words I think.

He's kinda like a cat. He'll just stare at you, slowly blink.

He likes to simply spend time in your presence

Definitely DOES NOT emit soft low moans that rumble from his chest when you thread your hands through his hair. Definitely doesn't do that.

He calls you "rohi". Doesn't tell you what it means you have to ask another Fremen to find out

(It means "my soul mate" 🥺🥺)

Sometimes he'll pinch your cheeks like you're a child

When you pout about it he just giggles at you that you look so silly

Will always pull the age card btw???

"I am old I don't have to explain to you-" "Yes you do?" "No-"

"No you're too young to do that rohi I will do it :3" "Stilgar im a grown adult" "Just a little baby compared to me I will do it :33"

He's such a cootiepatootie ✨️

Like to think he doesn't realise he's looking at you sometimes

Just staring at you from across the room with a big smile on his stupid face and the other fremen will motion to him like "Stilgar's at it again."

Actually worships the ground you walk on

Put it this way: if it rained on Arrakis he's not just putting his coat down over a puddle for you, he's throwing HIMSELF down over the puddle too

Oh and he always has to be near you

Not required that he's touching you at all times but he's gotta be close to you

Likes to keep an eye on you yknow? For safety

He's also a fucking oven???

This is a sfw post so I won't go too in depth about stilgars thick hairy sweaty body- *gunshots*

🤤🤤🤤

Anyway

He's soooo soft and warm I just know it

If not pillow why pillow shaped?

Shai'Hulud help you if you try to get up out of bed before Stilgar is ready to get up

Cos it's not happening

Stilgar is NOT a morning person

Tell him good morning he just grunts at you

He's tired okay

Grumpy old man tm

Though he often won't fall asleep until you do.

He strokes your hair and gazes at you like you've just presented him with the sun, moon and all the stars as you're curled up asleep next to him

Stilgar whispers to you how much you mean to him in the wee hours of the night. When it's just you and him.

You think he doesn't know that occasionally you're pretending to be asleep just to listen to him, but he knows. And he keeps doing it.

He'll scold you for staying up late though >:( youngin' like you needs your sleep!

[iloveapplejacks]

WET DREAMZ P2

Inspired by Wet Dreamz by J.Cole

“The teacher always got mad so we passed notes

It started off so innocent

She had a vibe and a ***** started diggin' it

I was a youngin' straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool

But a ***** couldn't wait to get to school”

P1 P3 P4

It was English class and Chris was sat with Matt and Nate

Although he wasn't paying much attention to their conversation, his ears pricked when he heard Y/N’s name.

"The new girl is so bad bruh" nate exclaims stretching out his 'so'

"Bro I would tap that any day" Matt says

Both boys noticing that they suddenly caught Chris’ interest, turned to him

"Ain't she in your math class?" Nate asks, Matt leaning in slightly

"Yeah, Y/N is cool" Chris shrugs, wanting to say more but holding himself back.

Truth is, Y/N was more than cool.

In fact she was just perfect and it may have been the intense lust speaking but Chris really wanted her.

"Damn bro, well can you put in a good word with me?I'm tryna see a lil sumn"Nate laughs

"I don't know tbh, don't really know her" Chris shrugs

He knew what he was doing was selfish but he knew that All the girls fell at Nate’s feet and for once, just once he wanted one girl to fall at his feet.

So if that came at the cost of being a little selfish, then so be it.

Nate turned around to reply but the bell signalling the end of the lesson interrupted him.

Chris begins putting his books into his bag and puts it onto his back.

Grabbing his phone and earphones, and beginning to make his way out of the classroom

"Chris!" Someone shouts, causing him to turn around to see who was calling him.

He sees Y/N running over to him and once she reaches him she stops

"Hey Y/N" he says smiling

"We got math, let's go" she chuckles looping her arms with his and beginning to walk.

This catches him by surprise and he looks around to see everyone in the hall way staring at them with shock

the two began walking together until Nate stood in front of them

More specifically, Y/N

"Hey I'm Nate" he says flirtatiously holding his hand out for Y/N to shake

"Y/N" she smiles shaking his hand causing Chris to roll his eyes

"what you heading bro?" nate asks raising an eyebrow to him "Math, matter fact, we are kinda late so if you don't mind." Chris says shooting Nate a fake smile

He loved Nate like a brother but he knew that if he wanted to stand a chance to get to know Y/N Then he'd need to be selfish

"Okay well, I'll see you later, and Y/N it was lovely to meet you" Nate winks at Y/N before moving out of their way

After Nate’s departure, Y/N links her arms with Chris

"It's math time Christopher" she giggles, causing Chris to laugh loudly as the two continued to walk.

They both got to their math class and sat in their usual seats and immediately started laughing and bickering.

“You do realise that i’m teaching math lesson?" Mr Martinez yells frustratedly

"Ok I've had enough, Chris move to the front, and

Y/N move 2 seats down" he instructed

Both of them muttered something to themselves as they moved to where Mr Martinez instructed them to

Once they did, Chris kept calling for Y/N across the room

Both continued to talk to each other via notes for the remainder of the class and before they knew it, the bell signalling the end of the school day rang

"You're all dismissed but Y/N and Chris, I'd like to talk to you for a moment" mr martinez says

Y/N and chris looked at each other with confusion and waited until the class emptied out before walking over to mr martinez

"Now you're both very bright students who I enjoy teaching but you have to cut out this chatter" he says and both nod understandingly

"I just want you both to do really well in this class and that requires a bit of listening, so please I don't want to talk to the both of you about this again" he continues, the two muttering a 'yes sir!

"Okay you're both dismissed”

STOP I ACTUALLY DONT KMOW WHAT IM DOING RN but this song is one of my favorite so why not continue the good stuff is coming soon promise 🙏🏼

[phoebepheebsphibs]

Yo I found the first short story I ever wrote and finished

It's a backstory / origin story for Peter Pan and Captain Hook⋆｡°✩

I also posted it to AO3

            Peter popped open his eyes to find himself staring straight into the grimy, oily face of a pirate. His head throbbed, and he was momentarily stunned as he tried to remember what had happened. The last thing he recalled was swimming on the shores with his friends, when suddenly, a cry rang out. All the boys started running and screaming that some sort of ambush was happening. And then without warning, a large club struck the back of Peter’s head, knocking him unconscious. Peter now found that he, along with his friends, was not only on the deck of a man o’ war boat, but they were in the captivity of the dreaded pirates that roamed about the island they called home. The pirate smiled a disgusting grin, complete with missing teeth and breath reminiscent of a herd of cows, and he said in a gravelly voice, “Good morning, sonny! How’s dat head o’ yours?”

Peter scrunched his face up at him, partly because he was infuriated at him for having the audacity to kidnap him and his friends, and partly because what was left of the pirate’s teeth were black and half-rotted.

“Leave ‘em be,” said an old, scruffy pirate. The old man who spoke had a white beard, and curly grey hair to match it. He also had an aura of wisdom and intelligence about him, as if he had been given an education (if and when he was a young boy, which was hard to believe). Under his leather jacket, he wore a blue and white striped shirt, though it was difficult to distinguish the color from all the grease stains and rum spilled on it. He held a pocket watch in his hand, wore shoes that had silver buckles on them, and a small, rusty sword hung by his side.

“The captain wants ‘em perfectly whole. No ruff housing. Now, how many are there?”

One of the younger pirates looked about and began counting them. “One, two, three, four… er, I believe that they are all here, sir, all sixteen of ‘em, sir.”

Peter looked around frantically, counting with him. There were only sixteen, but that couldn’t be right- there were seventeen boys. One was missing! Who was it? He started counting again; this time making sure to say their names along with them. As he began, he pondered his own name, and how plain it was in comparison. There was Nyx, sitting with his mouth gagged next to a fat pirate. Dioscuri, who was also gagged, sat next to Erebus, who wasn’t gagged, but instead had a blindfold over his eyes. Pontus was unbound and unconscious on Erebus’s arm, while Hermes and Aether were tied up together. Eros, Typhon, and Jason were tied at the wrists. Icarus- the youngest- was silently crying next to Coeus and Meleager, who were being carefully watched by two large pirates. Ares was blindfolded and gagged, and Aeneas was slumped next to a lanky pirate with one eye and a peg-leg. Bellerophon and Perseus were being restrained as they started to wake up… but where was Lernaean?

“Where is he?!” Peter shouted angrily. “Where is Lern?”

The pirates all started laughing at him until one came forwards and picked him up. “Best not waste your breath, youngin’, or else the captain will – “

Suddenly the older pirate, who seemed to be in charge, placed a hand on the pirate’s shoulder. “Leave ‘im alone, I said. The captain’s orders.”

“Aye, sir,” he answered, as he slowly placed Peter on his feet.

“And he’ll want to see that one. Come with me, lad,” the old pirate grumbled. Peter obeyed, seeing as he had no other choice. He took one last look at the other boys… and followed the scruffy pirate off the deck.

            Peter and the old pirate walked down from the deck and into the hull of the ship, which was surprisingly larger than he had expected. On every wall there were paintings of kings, monarchs, heroes from long ago, and even glass frames filled with an assortment of weapons. There were some frames that held poisons, ancient artifacts, a few interesting looking insects (at least he hoped they were insects, and not pixies, which were rumored to roam around this area), along with medals and trophies, which were no doubt stolen. Peter passed by a door with a lock that looked… broken.

“What’s in there?” he asked warily, wondering if the answer would be one he wouldn’t like. He was correct.

“Crocodile.” The word sent chills up and down his spine.

“A… a crocodile?”

“Yup. Big’un. Gonna’ sell him on the open market.” The old pirate said this so calmly and without feeling that it almost comforted Pete.

“Keep walking.”

Peter did as he was told. After a few seconds of silence, he worked up the courage to ask, “What’s your name?”

“Jedidiah Smee,” he said. His eyes were old and sad, as if some part of his life had been stolen away. “And your name is?”

“Peter,” he answered somewhat dejectedly.

“What’s with that tone in your voice?” Mr. Smee inquired. Peter hesitated at first, but then answered him. “All the other boys have names that are interesting and adventurous, but mine is so simple. So plain. I’ve been meaning to change it, but…”

Peter stopped after he felt the Smee pirate looking at him. His eyes had a curious gaze, and he sighed intensely.

“Boys,” he scolded, “always working everything into a big muddle. Listen here, lad, and listen good! Your name is an embodiment of who you are. You are not a representation of it, it is one of you. All those names you are thinking of, you’re only thinking of the people behind those names. Your name will mean something too, one day. But only if you put some meaning into it.”

Peter was shocked by Smee’s bluntness, but took it all in. He meant to continue the conversation somewhat more, but they had reached the captain’s quarters. He felt his mouth go dry as Smee took a heavy gold knocker and knocked on the door.

            A voice from the other side of the door answered, “Come in.”

Smee opened the large door, and shoved Pete inside of a room filled with beautiful paintings, a suit of armor in the corner, and an open closet filled with pistols, crossbows, cutlasses, and a small glass chest filled to the brim with diamonds, emeralds, and several other stones that Peter couldn’t possibly hope to know. Smee then slammed the door closed behind him. Pete instantly tried to get out but was interrupted by a familiar voice which said “Hello, Pete. How’ve you been, chap?”

Peter turned slowly to see a young lad, about his age, with sandy blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and an unforgettable smile which was thin and mischievous. The boy was around his size, maybe taller, though Pete never would have admitted it.

“Lernaean! You’re okay!”

When Peter had entered the room, Lern had been smiling; but now he had a most ugly scowl on his face.

“Do not call me that, please,” he said as he stepped out from behind the large desk in the center of the room. Peter was slightly baffled at this but became increasingly more so when he noticed his clothing. “Lern, your shirt… it’s… nice. I mean, it’s got gold thread! And brass buttons, and your belt is brass too, your boots are freshly polished, and that coat! It looks like the kind that kings would wear! What has happened? You look positively…”

“Smashing, no?” Lern asked, smiling proudly. He flashed the coat around to show it off. It was silk, red as blood roses, with white fluff all around the edges, and the interior was a vivid violet colored satin. He gave a smirk to Peter and stated that “Only men of high value and political savvy wear these garbs! What do you think of it? I’m sure we could get one for you.”

“Well, I thought you looked rather ridiculous, actually,” Peter mumbled. He had hoped that Lernaean would not hear him, but his hopes were in vain.

“What!” Lern shouted, looking straight at Pete with a glare of anger. “This is the finest fabric in all of London! Why, I don’t doubt that the Prime Minister himself doesn’t have a coat like this – “

“When have you been to London? Did they take you there? Did pirates take you?!” Peter asked him. Lern looked stunned at realizing he had let the secret out. But this look was soon replaced by a smug smile. “Well, why shouldn’t they? I am Captain, after all.”

Pete nearly toppled over after hearing this. The room began to spin, and he couldn’t catch his breath.

“CAPTAIN?!”

“Yes,” Lern answered, with a devious smile. “I am Captain. And not Captain Lern. I am Captain James. It’s my original name. Rather catchy, don’t you think?”

Peter suddenly felt nauseous. And not because he was seasick. Lern had betrayed them all.

“How could you?!” he shouted at him. Peter couldn’t understand it. This was his best friend. His mentor, of sorts. This was the lost boy who had trained him from the first day he left St. Ives’s home for orphaned boys. They had always fought the pirates together… side by side. But this “friend” of his now looked at Peter with a scowl.

“How could I? Is that really what’s swimming in your brain?” Lern… James started to circle around the room dramatically. “Well, let’s see what I did… I lived in caves and in rotted out trees for years, scrounged and hunted for food every day, existed like a ragamuffin and fought the ones who should have been my allies all along! How could I? It was easy! Easy to accept food, clothes, and a way back to my home!!”

That was the turning point. There was no thinking now. There was anger in its place. Pete lunged at the wall and grabbed a large sword hanging there.

“Why, Peter!” James said excitedly. “I’ve been waiting to see if you had any wits about you!” James produced a sword from his belt and began to engage Peter in a sword fight. They circled each other about the room. Pete’s thoughts turned to the scoundrels just a floor above them.

“Don’t worry about those blundering fools up there,” James said, as if reading his mind. “They have their orders.” Peter’s senses were tightened in his rage. He had never had this kind of fury or strength in his head. All he could think about was James and on how to fight him. The time when the stole a barrel of gunpowder from the pirates. Step left. When the created a peace treaty with the Indians living in NeverLand. Step left again. Telling stories long past their bedtime-if they even had one, anyway. Keep your eyes on him, don’t look away. His head throbbed with thoughts, his heart burst with emotions. They circled around each other like vultures, until James broke the silence.

“I bet you’re wondering… ‘Did that traitor have us captured?’ Well, the answer is yes.” His smile was sickening. Peter didn’t even care what he had to say. At least that was what he kept telling himself. James continued. “- But those ruffians had it all wrong. I just wanted a conversation, just wanted you to understand why I came to them. I wanted you to join me.” He had to stop this constant conversation, this displeasing dribble from that thin, weasley mouth. Peter made his move. He jumped, swinging his sword with vigor. James dodged it and clashed his sword with Pete’s.

“Very nice!” he taunted. “You should teach the men upstairs – “

“Shut up!!” Peter shouted. He tried again. James slashed his weapon and attempted to knock him aside, but Peter swung again as fast as he could and clashed swords with James. The force propelled them both to opposite sides of the room. James was undeniably surprised, but Peter kept his mind and eyes focused on his opponent.

“Well,” James calmly stated, “I didn’t expect you to have a backbone. Very well. I shan’t let it happen again.”

James let out an angry cry and rushed at him. Peter, now at James’s desk, jumped over it, and did an incredible acrobatic feat over James’s head, landing behind him. James twisted around to face Peter and the two of them had at it. STAB! Dodge to the right. SLICE! Parry off the left. WHOOSH! Rush to the other side of the room. JAB! Create a new move on the spot. Element of surprise was key, yet both were so competitive, so unrelenting, and so fiercely talented, that one could barely even touch the other. This might have gone on for hours, if a knock hadn’t come at the door. By now the boys were near breathless and soaked with sweat.

“Hold on,” James gasped, “while I tell the man at the door to shoo.”

“Have at it, Jim,” Peter sneered, falling over himself and into a small couch in the corner. He glanced about the room, which was now an awful mess. The wallpaper was shredded, and everything was strewn and rearranged. The desk was moved to the side of the wall, and the wardrobe was knocked over onto the side of the desk. James walked over to the door, where the person on the other side was banging ferociously upon it. James was about to open the door, when it suddenly flew open, sent him flying towards the end of the room, where he landed stunned in Peter’s lap.

            It was the crocodile.

It was bigger than any Pete had ever seen. It had to have been at least 25 feet long, 4 feet tall, and so heavy that the boat seemed to rock whichever way the beast moved.

Smee wasn’t joking about it being big, he thought to himself. Without warning, James made a sudden break for the door. But the monster of a reptile saw him. He was as smart as he was enormous and swung his tail around like a whip. The door slammed shut, and the two boys were trapped. James readied himself with his sword. Peter’s adrenaline kicked in once again, and he got his weapon ready.

James made the first move. He swung at the creature with such precision and order, that if he had been dealing with any mere mortal, they would have been in serious need of medical attention. But this creature was no mere mortal, and ripped its massive arm through the air, and met James’ sword. Peter came into the fight at this point and hacked away at whatever was closest. He dodged the croc’s tail and arm and gashed at some portion of the monster. It didn’t relent, nor did it seem to notice any of the pain or injuries, as they were small. James was an excellent swordsman, as was Peter, but it was to no avail. James swung once more, but it meant nothing.

The scaly demon waved his paw at him and James was knocked into the desk. What’s more, the oil lamp fell over, and spilled across the floor, creating a pool of fire which began to grow. All the meaningless treasures were starting to catch fire, and James was in the middle of it, his sword out of reach. The beast gave a powerful swipe at him again, causing the desk to come crashing down on him. Peter watched with fear, a fear no man could have denied. But, as he witnessed James’s demise, he became filled with an emotion he didn’t realize was inside him. It was an anger, not at James, but at the crocodile, for having the audacity to attack his friend, even though this “friend” was a traitor. He jumped up onto the crocodile’s back, and ran across it frantically, carefully dodging all the obstacles the behemoth tried to give him. Pete jumped over the croc’s mouth, which was wide open, and waiting for an innocent child to fall in. He skillfully avoided the teeth and trapped his sword sideways in the devil’s mouth. Peter landed in a roll, but caught himself, and kept running. The terrible terror tried to give chase, but felt the sharp weapon trapped in its mouth, forcing it to keep open, and was distracted. Peter rushed to James’s side, checking to see if there were any major injuries.

“Hold on, Lern!” he cried. He quietly mumbled something to Peter that he couldn’t hear. “What? What did you- never mind, just keep still.”

He did as he was told, as Peter lifted the heavy wardrobe off his friend’s back. “It’s James, not Lern.” He shouted, once he was free.

“Oh. Sorry. But come on up, we’ve got to get out of here. I’ve distracted the leviathan, we can go!”

The two boys turned towards the door, just in time to see the jaws of the villain close shut, twisting the steel sword in half. Peter swallowed the screams trapped in his voice, and James attempted to keep whatever fluids were still left, inside of him.

“Now what, genius?” James whispered. Peter’s mind raced as he tried to come up with an idea. The reptile from hell turned its enormous head to look at them. He looked hungry, and they no doubt looked like appetizers. The dragon fiend took one step forward. That was all Pete gave him. He grabbed the first thing he saw within his reach – a large jewel – and chucked it at him. It hit the gruesome creature between the eyes and left a considerable mark there. Pete was inspired! He began throwing everything at him- an hourglass, an inkwell, a box of chocolates he found under the desk, shoes, hats, a fork, a broken frame, a radio. James caught on and began throwing things too. The creature was too big in a room that was too small, and getting smaller by the minute, what with the flames and all; he couldn’t find a place to sidestep the items being flung at him. James threw a vase at the monstrosity, which once again brought forth its tail, and sent the vase zooming into the wall, where it met a crashing end.

James was terrified, and frantically looked for a weapon to protect himself. He saw his sword, right where he left it, surrounded by flames. The handle was burning. He grabbed at it, just as the abomination curved his tail around once again to dodge a random object being tossed at him. The tail slammed against the wardrobe, which fell over and onto James’ hand. He screamed in pain, and hysterically began to free himself from the burning mass crushing his right hand.

Meanwhile, Peter was running out of objects to deliver, when he heard the cries of his battle-mate.

“Peter! Help!”

Pete rushed to the wounded boy captain.

“Why is everything falling on you?!”

But there was no time. Peter desperately lifted the desk off of James’s hand, to reveal a cut up, bloody, bruised, and considerably singed hand. James, try as he might, could not hold in his tears of pain and anguish. It was completely crushed, with small shards of glass here and there. He looked Peter in the eyes, with a burning anger. He gritted his teeth, and growled, “Cut… it… off.”

Peter was taken aback by this. “What?”

“Cut off this bloody stump of a hand! It’s no use to me now, and it will get infected. Cut it off!”

Peter was so stunned, and so much chaos was happening around him, he mind could not handle arguing with him. He looked about for a weapon, any weapon! He noticed a dagger, which had been jabbed into the floor. He pulled it out and inspected it. It was a magnificent weapon, with sparkling steel, and a leather handle. He held it against the flames to heat it up, then prepared himself.

“Are you ready?”

James took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Yes. Do it,” he answered.

Peter raised the dagger high, then brought it down swiftly. It was a clean slice, no hesitation. Peter felt as though he would not be able to hold in his lunch, and silently prayed that the contents of his stomach would remain where they were. James could not contain his anguish, however, and purged into the corner. But they had forgotten their companion.

            The crocodile looked at them with starving eyes and drooled across the floor. Ashes, smoke, and the orange glow from the many flames gave the room a dangerous feeling, which made the boys’ fear grow. James, terrified out of his wits, did the only thing he could think of. He tossed the disembodied limb at the brute, hoping to startle or distract it. The savage animal opened wide it’s abominable jaws and swallowed the severed hand whole. Peter didn’t know whether or not crocodiles could smile or laugh, but he was willing to bet this one could. Peter was not going to waste another moment feeling frightened; he got off his knees and plowed toward the colossus, dagger in hand. The dagger felt right wrapped in his fingers, better than the swords he’d been dealing with. It was a match made in Heaven. But the dagger belonged somewhere else- in between the eyes of the behemoth. He ducked under the slash of its tail, dodged the swipes of its claws, and strategically avoided the view of the crocodile. He had to draw it’s attention away from James and to the other side of the room.

“James!” he called out, “Get to the door!”

James nodded his head and slowly started crawling towards the door, careful to avoid the hind legs of the crocodile. Peter continued his diversion. He couldn’t let his friend die. James got closer to the door, while the croc got farther away from it. All the while Peter was slowly being backed up into a corner of flames. Finally, the inevitable happened. The monster gave a fearsome brandish at Peter, knocked him over and into the very edge of the room, with nowhere to turn. In the confusion, Pete had lost his dagger. He scanned the room, looking for it. He suddenly saw it- lying under the belly of the beast. The animal snarled at him and began to open his mouth. Peter looked into the dark abyss, and truly believed that this was the making of his demise. He was going to die. But before the foe could swallow him up, a shrill whistle sounded off. Both Peter and the crocodile turned their heads to see what had made the noise- it was James! Standing in the open door, with a strange instrument that resembled a harmonica in his hands.

“Come and get me, you sorry excuse for a reptile!”

And with those words, James threw a rather large cuckoo clock at the fiend, who snapped his jaws at him, and swallowed the clock, then promptly began choking on it.

“Peter! Hurry now or be baked alive!”

Peter inhaled deeply and began crawling under the crocodile’s stomach. He grabbed the dagger, crawled out the rest of the way, then took to his heels, just as the monster finished his unbearable meal. James slammed the door shut, then locked it.

“Hurry!” He yelled. “Up on deck!”

            The boys ran down the hall, then up the stairs. Peter was the first up, and was taken ahold of by the brutes up on deck as well. He had forgotten that the pirates were still an enemy, after the ordeal downstairs.

“Stop! Let him go!” James shouted.

“Cap’n Jim!” Smee called out. “You’re injured!” His gaze fell upon Peter, and the seemingly harmless old man suddenly had a darker interior. “Did that wretched boy-“ “No,” James interrupted. “He actually saved my life downstairs. But we must evacuate immediately. The ship is soon to be lost. No saving it, just get to the longboats. NOW!” The pirates all began scuttling and rushing about.

“Smee,” James continued, “help this young chap to free those boys, then get them all to the longboats.”

“Aye, sir,” Smee said, then turned to Peter. “Well, best get a move on, Peter!”

            Peter and James sat on the beach together, watching the sunset behind the fiery inferno of a pirate ship. In the distance, a large crocodile tail swept away in the water.

The pirates had started a campfire several feet away. Peter’s band of boys had run off into the nearby jungles.

“How’s your arm?” Peter asked. James looked down at his right arm, which was in a sling, and wrist was bandaged and had a hook attached.

“It’s fine for now. Some of the mates have started calling me ‘Captain Hook’.”

Peter couldn’t help but snicker at that. James chuckled a bit too. “It better stop soon, though. I don’t think that I could stand being called that for long. But at least it’s better than Lernaean.”

Peter smiled for a bit, but the smile soon faded away. James wanted to stay with the pirates. He quickly changed the subject. “Where did you get that whistle? The one you used to distract the croc.”

James smiled and pulled out the contraption on a cord. “It’s called a ‘pan’. It’s a musical instrument, although I can’t seem to play it correctly. Worked fine for a diversion, though.” Peter looked at the ‘pan’. It was delightfully mischievous, he thought. It had a considerable wonder to it. James noticed that he seemed to enjoy it. “Like it, eh? Well, then, here have a blast.” He tossed the pan over to Pete.

“Really? It’s mine?”

“Sure. I can’t play it, and you already like more than me. And you can keep that old knife, too.”

“It’s a dagger.”

“Whatever it is, it can be yours.”

Peter looked at the two treasures in his hands. A good, sharp dagger, a mysterious musical device. It was almost too good to be true for a curious boy like him. “Why are you giving me these things?”

James’s smile evaporated, and he looked away to the men ‘round the fire. They were swapping stories, jokes, and whatever beverages they had salvaged from the shipwreck. “I want to stay, and I want you to let me stay.”

Peter looked at him, not knowing what to say.

“You really want to stay? Why?”

James smiled, watching the grown men laugh and roughhouse around.

“This is my setting. This is where I find my calling. This, with those men you consider brutes and villains and drunkards and scalawags, is where I truly feel at home. I feel my place with them, and out on the open waters, the sea breeze in my face, and…” He paused. He looked at Peter, who he found smiling at him. He couldn’t help but smile, too. “It was never right with you and the others, chap. I never felt… truly at home, more like a lad living with those who are familiar to him but aren’t his family. But don’t think that I never enjoyed being with you. Because… when I had no one, I had you and Nyx and Typhon and Ares and – well, you get it, don’t you?”

“Of course,” Peter answered. He could barely speak, there was such a lump in his throat. He was no longer sorry for Lernaean. He felt proud of James, because James had found the thing his heart had longed for. James smiled brightly at him.

“You should go,” Pete whispered. James nodded and shook Peter’s hand.

“Goodbye for now, mate.”

Suddenly, James began to change. He aged, grew taller, grew a goatee and mustache to match! His clothes changed as well, changed to fit his new appearance. He was now a full-grown man, with long hair and a long face. His eyes were older, and now had a sense of purpose. His wounds had healed, and on his right wrist, was a shining gold hook. His red royal jacket was new, and his boots with buckles finely polished. He now had a bright red tricorne hat, with a large purple feather. And his belt had a new, long cutlass with a golden handle. He looked himself over, smiling slyly at his new style. Peter’s mouth was agape, he couldn’t believe it. James had grown up.

“Well,” James said, his voice now low, and more matured, “I’d best be off. But just one more question: do you still distress over your name?”

“Not so much anymore. Why do you ask?”

James shrugged. “I had an idea for a name for you. Inspired by that musical thing. Pan. ‘Lord of the wild’. Rather catchy for you, eh?”

Peter mulled it over for a minute, then answered. “I believe I will make something of my own name, thank you.”

James nodded, then walked away.

“But it is catchy, I’ll admit,” he whispered to himself, hoping not to be heard. He must have been, however, because James began to laugh hysterically as he sauntered towards his comrades.

“Better get on with it, little Peter Pan! Find your lost boys in the wood!”

Peter took his possessions and ran into the forest, thinking it over. Peter Pan… rather good, he thought. Lost Boys… a good name for his troupe. Off in the distance, he heard a rooster crow. He mimicked it perfectly, crowing into the jungle, as a proper ‘Lord of the wood’ should.

For he was Peter Pan, and adventures awaited him in Neverland, where Lost Boys never grew up.

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my personal take on all that goes on, i really think social media has played too much into idols minds especially the youngins and naturally so has their immature / young audiences. i mean topics like reading on idols fs wasnt around early internet days its really only become the norm because tarot readers have allowed it too as well and so they play responsibility into ppls obsessions with needing to know every lil detail and even they admit to take the readinfs with a grain of salt so it is not always accurate but i think ppl take it as too literal, if jk fs is or isnt a celeb shouldnt matter bc its like looking for a needle in a haystack? same goes for when some tarot readers claim an aspect of an fs nationality and some common trait they have with the idol anyone can claim it is them after thats been said.

i also think nowadays the way people literally lust after an idol (even if i think they personally are not exactly who they might show they are) but people will absolutely lose their minds at every small picture or gif and rsther than highlight the good thingd about the idol they only sexualise or make it about lusting after them. ive seen many unhinged posts where the person is screeching out "they need xyz member of ateez in them" and id think im glad they wrote it on tumblr bc ateez surely dont bother checking this platform, same with idols fs readings i think they wouldnt really care but maybe find it creepy after some time like whoever idols end up with is their person and i dont think their "fans" bother to address the fact of what the idol personally want or if they even want someone rn does this make sense?

its the same issue i have with shipping and how it can so easily be believed to be real but xyz member is always romantically tied to the member and clips of them are exagerated badly by the editing team to make it look more real when it just looks awkward at times again they dont question whether the idol themselves actually feel romantic feelings for one another, kpops so toxic for shoving so much male x male interactions that any time a male idol is remotely seen interacting or breathing too closely to a female idol or female of any sort it causes outrage online and even if i dont care it still is just wow are people that easily hateful and honestly as loveable as my faves can seem even seeing this behaviours puts me off wanting to be near them. i dont want to lose my hearing bc some girlies were screeching at the top of their lungs. also so many idol groups barely come to my location or nearest city and its like :/ we dont get no interaction maybe the odd concert but they wouldnt exactly care to stick around longer than that.

in fact im almost certain some members, not all but some of a group i like defo use the audience to hookup and i wouldnt be surprise if they lead them on either. im no saying they cant have fun but im just saying it as the way their fans really overlust on idols who wont give them the time of day to date and in fact

in a way it makes me a lot less delulu becaude ive already had that stage ehh its just a sexy move blah blah blah its a shirtless pic seen many of those oh look a celeb photographed in their underwear? what else is new?. i can just appreciate what i wanna appreciate about an idol without needing to be too extreme abt it but seeing the same behaviours unfold is crazy. as i was saying to someone else running to airports which r public spaces with other people needing to get somewhere is unhelpful to those who actually want to respectfully use airports not just to chase down celeb or idol. the overworship of idols is becoming more than just a problem it seems to lead to straight up delusion and mental illness type obsessions with some idols even egging it on and being that pretend bf material as they call it.

i dont think once jk meets his fs whether he would give a shit if 15 yos are crying online and causing meltdowns or having tantrums about int as they will do when its announced, i want her to meet jk but ik shits going to be awful for her and both of them actually. it feels like many of their fans truly dont want an idol to be happy tho fr.

Yeah ,social media has given us access to different type of content we can consume however we want ,and that's why it's imp to regulate what we are consuming and what shouldn't,now coming to tarot readers ,I think there are certain boundaries which tarot readers shouldn't cross , because not only it increases delusions,it's also not possible to get an accurate answer on those topics ,if a tarot reader is answering really specific questions or sensitive questions,you shouldn't trust that reader and ofcourse readers play a role in increasing or decreasing delusions ,

Whether jungkook FS is a celeb or not ,of course it shouldn't matter but then we have people who want to know for curiousity,although I don't know why it's so important ,or because they want to know ,and then we have a reader who will answer these questions,just because they don't find anything weird with it ,or they do this to grow blog ,or for followers

"Today jungkook FS is sad " or "she had a fight with someone" now the reader mentioned that take it with a grain of salt ,but every delulu or girls who really like him ,will think and take this general tarot reading which can resonate with million of girls to themselves, thinking,I had a fight with this person,I must be the one ,or I am sad I am the one , people literally take jungkook FS readings too seriously ,and that's because they want to convince themselves they are the one

Even questions about his FS nationality are wrong ,you can't pinpoint with tarot ,which country national she is and it's invasive too ,if a reader do this ,it's not good and its better to avoid trusting these readers who really answer every detail about her

I have thought about making a post about sexualisation of idols and their effects on the people sexualising them and I will soon , sexualisation of any celebrity is very wrong ,not only morally , ethically,there are many reasons,and even BTS or ateez members can possibly look up and see this on Tumblr😵‍💫( if any idol is here reading my blog ,hello 💀😅)so people who do this should stop and need to touch some grass ,and respectful to the people they like ,lust and liking are two different things ,lusting is treating them like an object

Why I think jungkook or any other FS is so popular,and FS readings,is because mostly people want to be the FS so bad ,so yeah ,it's a really private matter and reading about them once in a while is good ,but like some celebrities or their FS ,they never get a rest ,it's giving obsession

The point is people don't respect and acknowledge the fact that an idol can want someone else atp ,is I have seen alot in this community and it's wrong ,fans want to control their life and get hurt ( parasocial relationship) that they have someone they like romantically

Shippers are weird , because how are you assuming sexual orientation of an idol ,and K-pop is wrong for pushing idols to do these fanservice,and capitalising of this shipping things , I mean there can be idols who are ,or who can be queer but believing someone is this because they are doing fanservice is wrong and disrespectful

Fans allover the world are weird ,but K-pop took it to extreme,yeah fans don't want their idols to come near any female ,and that's why even in tarot community,you hear a rumor about an idol and then for the next two weeks their is definitely two three readings about it ,this type of behaviour is weird , because why you don't want your idol to not be with anyone

Yeah ,I can understand ,that's the reason K-pop idols don't date ,can't make friends like normal people,and even marry so late ,that Japanese celebrity who divorced his Spouse because fans were bullying her for straight 03 months ,if this is not peak of obsession,and abnormal behaviour I dont know what it is

Ofcourse kpop idols do this ,they do hookup and have fun ,we just don't really normally hear about it ,and it can be a possibility that they can lead them on to , ofcourse meeting an idol , befriend with them or even dating ,chances are very minute,good for you that you escaped that phase and grow out of it because many girls are still stuck in it ,the point is ofcourse there are million of fans ,and why would an idol care to date them and cater to them ,if they have don't want this ,if they want someone else as their partner

If people are respectful on the airport then it's not an issue as even idols would like to have someone cheering up for them on airports,but if they literally attack idols like I remember a clip of Jungkook where he was basically so overwhelmed by the fans there, of course it can lead to obsession,delusion,and other type of mental illness and yeah ,idols do behave in a certain way and that perfect boyfriend type for their fans and it kinda benefits them ,isn't it 😵‍💫

I honestly know how its going to be , because people cant literally digest a mere tarot reading ( like if a reader says he met his FS already ) people start this witch hunt of prying through tarot/astro ,other divination methods to know whether he met or not and go to different readers and then readers reading on his love life for weeks ,so I can honestly understand what will they face 👀

He honestly don't give a damn even now whether his fans are having meltdown or not ( as he should ) thats why he is enjoying his life ,making friends or even possibly dating whenever he want , whoever he wants ,whereas these girls are waiting for him to come to their life ,it's sad honestly

*thinking of starting a JK FS delulu series and the things I observed and wants to address 🤔,I got a new motivation 😅💀,it will be less exhausting then that astrology 😭😅thing I did yesterday

Also don't worry maybe in future concerts will be held in your city ☺️,dont lose hope

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(상냥돌 258-263 reaction thread for my personal mental well being)

is there such a sadist author that writes the main character getting kidnapped by their old bully and forced to take drugs while they get beaten to a pulp (the bully who got plastic surgery to look like mc’s best friend) and takes a video of it… (it then triggers a reset/regression)

am I reading an idol drama or crime thriller

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next chapter directly confirms “NPC control” ??? 😭 this is some sort of game, we’ve been saying this… but officially there’s an NPC autopilot. this is crazy through, apparently the autopilot has a personality patch that isn’t working… is this the original ego?

by original ego, i mean the main character has started to beat the kidnappers back with the sledgehammer… oh but really who was in control there? it feels not like Youngin

did they just ERASE HIS MEMORY LIKE DATA????? the body is literally disappearing into dust?!

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confirmed = his memory of the incident and bully is erased

confirmed = he gets a rollback (like it’s a server…) but it goes back to… in the middle of being beaten

>> result of this: sledgehammer time again…? but this time with mc’s consciousness in control

but then CHEON SAYOON GRABS THE SLEDGEHAMMER INSTEAD and hits the kidnapper 😭😭😭 “I told you so.” “Don’t go outside.” (he says, he knew this would happen)

oh… that’s an idol in the main group beating a man to death with a hammer…

the author went on a week hiatus after. this reveal. im glad they’re of good health now but

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okay.

cheon sayoon who beats a man with a hammer and then decides not to drug him because he noticed the drug has painkilling properties

the other system owner appears. because sayoon calls him. to manipulate him so he can use the system to erase the aftermath

oh by the way, the main character isn’t bleeding red anymore… let’s send him to the hospital now…

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ryu haeden’s system is bugged as well, he’s seemingly useless. cheon sayoon’s gotta do everything around here

it triggers a ‘regression’ oh it’s so disgusting… but really the penalty was a coma so it seems like we’re going into a coma dream i think

i really really want to see the reactions of sebin, jaeho and inwoo. sebin who is gone once again when something major happens to youngin, jaeho who was just with him and was sent off on his own and inwoo who the perpetrator copies the face of. no one will be happy

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the coma triggers, and a past regression turn is shown in their elementary years… oh boy

it’s about a go youngin and his friend who turns out to be ryu haeden. even at this time, youngin has the system 14 years old

btw, current day ryu haeden seems to be taken over by someone :((

youngin has a personality similar to inwoo… this is the original ego…. inwoo who follows his childhood friend to highschool (btw he took up dancing in case youngin goes to an arts school what the fuck)

this kid… he likes planes and wanted to be an air traffic controller… he was bright and popular, you bastard system completely twisted a kid with prospects and ruined his home life, let him be brutally bullied and submitted to your rules. but since the ryu haeden we see is different as well, does that mean you’ve ruined two lives?

[draystersden]

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This blog will be Drayton focused because he's a funny and real interesting character. I ship him with my female OC Alysa who's his age, that I headc to be about 17. I even have a fic story revolving around them in progress over on my Quotev, called Colors in a Brighter Shade (CiaBS) that I'll be talking about frequently.

I wrote X Reader content to fuel the pairing in my head, but I'll be trying to shift to just writing content of them specifically since that's what I mainly want to do and OCs always deserve love! I'll be posting general headcanons of Drayton as well.

In terms of pairings between canons, I do have a liking towards Drayton with Amarys for Reasons. But Drayton/Alysa (AlyssumIrisShipping) is the OTP 💯

I'm a big fan of the BBA Elite Four cast in general. Predominantly SFW; there will be no NSFW content here aside from innuendos, teen humor jokes, and the like because Drayton is most likely a minor in canon + I don't even care for sexual content like that.

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[penguin--person]

for the ask game! 18 for nastya, 16 (i don't think he has any if zhenya doesn't count , more of a hypothetical) for kozlov, 28 for gabriela and if you want 32 for whoever you think would be interesting ! feel free to switch them around or not answer !!!

ask game

18. their opinion on lying, stealing, and killing?

its ok if she or someone that she cares about does it, as long as they dont get caught doing any of this.

if she sees someone she doesnt like/is neutral about, like, just shoplifting, shes reporting them. sorry shes a youngin'... if someone told her not to do it shed stop. killing scares her !! but again if someone that she cares about does it (gabriela) its fine .. and i think nastya kills gabriela in one timeline perhaps .. and lying, i think.. she doesnt see lying as bad, like, ever? idk

16. do they have any pets? what do they call their pets?

ive been holding off on answering this ask bc I Dont Knowww!!! Idk!!! i think he'd like to have a dog but he wouldnt get one.. maybe feeds strays? i can see him volunteering at a dog shelter or like, being a dog walker on the side... i think he'd feel bad getting one bc like, if he died in the zone, gabriela would have to take care of it and he knowsss she wouldnt.

for what he'd name it ... i dont know ! could be smth simple based on appearance? like 'brownie' for a brown dog or 'oreo' for a black n white one

she generally comes across as someone who dislikes everyone she comes across, so its hard for me to pin this down... i think. overexegaterating what she thinks in a 'natural' manner? like uhh if kira did bad on an experiment or smth, gabriela would say smth like "your performance in your latest experiment... are you sure this is the right line of work for you? would you, perhaps, consider going to college before working at an institute such as this one?" instead of just "your performance was bad because of x and y. do better".. also avoiding the people that she dislikes.

28. how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

the first one shows the most with ostrov and kozlov. generally, she shows that she cares by just.. trying ! and communicating her feelings (as much as gabriela does with anyone). not preassuring them to do do things that they dont want to (Evil Experiments/give up stalking)... goes out of her way to help them (patching kozlov up, would maybe buy ostrov little gifts)

32. do they have any habits that aren't particularly self-destructive, just maybe odd?

im uncertain as to what this question means, so i cant answer it :( im not sure what qualifies as an odd habit ! i think umm . idk. i dont knyaow ♥️sorry