plumdude

[enden-agolor]

weirdly specific idea but thoughts on jesskas angst straight after access denied (probably before a journeys end aswell) if jesse chose to save petra first instead of lukas...

I think about this… all the time…..

This is kinda long so uhh

It’s kind of idk… Insane?? That right after defeating PAMA, Jesse and his friends get absolutely no break time in between returning with Harper to the portal hallway, and down to the spleef match. Like I can imagine they were all already so exhausted, and for them to get sent into that with absolutely no warning?? I feel as though that definitely played a part in why Lukas, Petra, and Ivor (depending on who you choose) end up losing and being sent to the Nether mines.

But the reason I mention this is both Lukas and Petra have the opportunity to have two near death experiences in one single day. The amount of anguish either of them must be going through? I can’t imagine. I feel like Petra is more the person to kind of suck it up and deal with it on her own terms, keeping those feelings hidden, but Lukas has more trouble withholding his emotions. I imagine him constantly rubbing at the back of his head where he was chipped, messing with the spot the chip was implanted and feeling the grotesque hole it leaves in his scalp, and all the dried blood along with it. He, Petra, and everyone else in the Crown Mesa have to deal with this.

Okay my bad I’m realizing now I’m kind of rambling. But hear me out.

I like to imagine that when Jesse rescues Lukas and Petra (I always pick to save Ivor just for that scene where Lukas laughs at him in his underwear) and heading into the dorms, each room has like two beds, so each room gets two people. And uhm because I am smart and cool I say Jesse and Lukas get assigned a room together and Ivor and Petra get theirs together (which they both equally complain about but that changes nothing).

After everyone gets to their rooms and night falls, the entire place quiets down as all the contestants eventually fall asleep but Lukas is still very much wide awake, sitting up in his bed, worried about his journal, worried about the future, and replaying every traumatic event that unfolded as the day gradually progressed. That, and the pain in the back of his head is unbearable. Part of him is relieved he’s not competing, but another part of him feels tremendously guilty and disappointed in himself for losing the match.

Jesse, exhausted beyond belief, but kept awake by the visions of his friends dying, that, and the memories of his fight against PAMA, and seeing Lukas in such a moment of peril as he’s rapidly losing his grip on Jesse, while simultaneously trying to fight PAMA. Well, it keeps a guy up, no matter how tired he is. And tossing and turning in his bed, he eventually turns over and sees Lukas still awake, sitting up and rubbing the back of his head. Maybe it’s completely dark in the room, aside from the nearby window that a rift of moonlight casts through, lighting Lukas up just enough so Jesse can see he’s awake.

Jesse sitting up and asking Lukas if he’s okay, and how come he’s not asleep yet, Lukas can only really respond with a shrug and shake of his head. Just says to Jesse that he can’t sleep, and that’s when Jesse sits up fully and kinda shifts on the bed, letting his legs dangle off the side as he sits up fully, giving Lukas his full attention.

Long story short, Jesse will pry for more, then proceed to ask Lukas how he’s feeling after everything. Lukas hesitant, but trusting, spills his emotions about PAMA, about the ache in his head, about his frustrations with Harper and the old builders, and how guilty he feels about spleef. I feel like he’d definitely begin to crack under the pressure of finally saying everything out loud, utterly distraught as he begins to choke up, and that’s when Jesse stands up and crosses the room, settling down on Lukas’ bed and well, tries to match the emotions Lukas is feeling by confessing all of his own worries, and the turmoil he’s facing from the past, and what’s to come in the future.

Most of all though, he tells Lukas how thankful and relieved he is that Lukas is safe. And that’s when Jesse’s voice really begins to shake is when he talks about how he’d thought he’d lost Lukas twice in one day, and how terrifying each moment felt for him. Lukas by this point has gone silent, listening, shocked speechless by the depth and emotion Jesse’s words carry. Like the way he speaks about Lukas sounds as though he were someone meant dearly to Jesse. Like he was surprised to see how much Jesse cared when he begged for Lukas to be okay after he was unchipped and laying supposedly lifeless, and to see that kind of passion, so soon after, now alone… just the two of them.

Idk man Lukas is feeling a bit flattered. And kinda getting that butterfly feeling which he’d usually experience around Jesse every so often, but as of recently the feeling numbed do to the stress of the current situation. But now that feeling kicks back in full swing, and it is a lot.

It’s when Jesse says, “I don’t ever want to lose you.” Is when Lukas finally settles on an idea brewing in his mind.

I’ve always hc Lukas as someone who copes through trauma with touch and affection, or just nice feelings in general, so him nervously responding with “You won’t,” and hesitation when Jesse smiles tiredly back at him, slowly finding the confidence with “uhm… Jesse? If you wouldn’t mind,” and Lukas scoots over a little bit, patting the spot in bed next to him. A once in a life time opportunity.

Jesse is shook, also blushing like an idiot because wow Lukas is ethereal in this lighting, and he looks gorgeous, even with those tear stained cheeks of his. Jesse is kind of dumb though, specifically with this sort of thing so he just replies with an “uhm.. s-sure, Lukas.” And scoots over, settling in beside Lukas but on top of the covers. Lukas smiles at how dense Jesse is, and says something like “under the covers, Jesse.” And Jesse’s like “o-oh okay.” Still blushing, embarrassed like an idiot. Also Jesse is like. Big. He is a big guy so he takes up a significant amount of space in the bed. Also he’s like a space heater, and with the cold, snowy weather outside, and complete lack of an ac (it’s minecraft), Lukas is naturally drawn to that warmth, snuggling up to Jesse who is just kind of laying there, tense and unmoving, heart pounding. And oh god Lukas is wrapping his arms around his torso and settling his head right between his thick bicep and chest.

Then… only then can they fall asleep ☝️ Also this moment empowers Jesse like never before, and he wakes up the next day in a cuddly embrace, feeling every one of his hearts completely rejuvenated.

What an awesome thing that totally happens in canon because Enden says so.

[biribaa]

uhm

Olivia/07,, pretty

*would very much like another drabble— if you don't mind*

"Why are you doing this? Why give me another chance to destroy everything?"

Fem!AI/Olivia/O7 x reader

LESGOOO I LOVE TO WRITE OLIVIA/O7 THANK YOU SO MUCH UR SWAG IDK WHAT ELSE I CAN CALL YOU BUT UR EPIC

SRS IF ANYONE WANT TO REQUEST OLIVIA/O7 DONT BE SHY PLSPSLSPSLS COME HERE WITH YA REQUEST<33

Also, this one is kinda of a continuation from the last O7 x reader, i dont think you need to read the last one to read this one, but i wouldnt mind if you readed the other tho....

TW// Stockholm syndrome, drinks with alcohol, alcohol problems

You were in your bed, your new bed which were surrounded by screens and screens, screens winch were the only way Olivia could interact with you.

Whoops, Olivia? Who is this? I meant O7!

Since O7 "saved" you from being one of her torture toys, you didn't know how to react, all your friends from work are being tortured by your best friend! But... you are saved... And maybe she takes really good care of you... And maybe she flirts with you sometimes... And maybe you really like it and... And... Urgh...

Then one day, you thought to yourself, "Huh, no one is going to save me, so I don't think anyone would care if I reciprocate the feelings"

Resulting in your romantic relationship with O7 nowadays

It was kinda cute, you must admit, her metal was weirdly comfortable and you loved it, she maybe didn't have lips but every time she supposedly kissed you and made the simulated sounds of lips, you always smile. And because of her limited movement around the company because of the giant wires on her back, she would turn on in the screens across the company to talk to you! You thought it was really adorable, not only that, she always hugged you with her wires, you didn't know why it was so comfortable and why you felt so safe in the palm of her hand. Maybe... stockholm syndrome?

Stockholm syndrome or not, you didn't care, you were very happy and secure with your current situation, and you definitely think you'll never be able to sleep without hearing O7's voice calling you "Casanova"

It was already dark, and your eyes were tired, and O7, being the protective robot she always was and always will be, would hate if you had dysregulated sleep problems like her. So she sent you to your bedroom, a bedroom in which it was surrounded by screens, all of which were unique and never the same size, usually O7 would talk to you through these screens, and other times she would do cheesy things, like showing heart on every screen to show how much she loves you. The rest of the room was very simple, a comfortable bed and a desk next to it, and on one wall, a wardrobe, full of stickers that O7 collected for you so you wouldn't feel like a crazy person in a cold white room, so she wanted to help you make the room more alive to make you comfortable, in fact, all the furniture in the room had stickers.

You curled up on the bed in your pajamas you always wear, you tucked the blanket over you, and you laid your head on the pillow, just as you were hugging it, to at least feel what it felt like to put your head on O7's chest...

"Good night, Casanova" The screen on the wall spoke

"Good night O7..." You breathed out. Then, the bedroom lights slowly went out, as did your eyes, while O7's screens insisted on staying on for a few more seconds, just to watch you sleep peacefully, later the screens turned total black.

And you slept.

A sweet silence remained your eyes closed

But hours later, a hellish noise. You woke up desperate, only to stare at all the screens developing an irritating hiss, you looked at each one with a confused face, and at the same time, annoyed. This has never happened before, not that you don't know.

The first thing you thought of was checking out O7, she's connected with all the digital technology in this place, right? So there must definitely be something happening to her, now that you thought about it, you started to get worried...

You arrived in the giant hall, this area was once a place full of computers, but with O7 in charge, she turned this place into her "throne room". Since the room was huge, it could easily fit three huge screens, and behind them, was full of wires. the entire floor was empty, there were hardly any objects, mainly because most of her things were being carried by wires, you even remember that she has a sofa called "winners' couch" and carried it everywhere with the wires to show the victims the losers they are.

You took your feet off the bed and placed them on the cold floor and stood up fully, making your way out of your room causing the noises to slowly fade from your ears, but it was still possible to hear them from afar. You moved to the main room of O7, which only you among the other survivors knew was where O7 was. During the walk did you notice how the hallways sounded a lot deader and more empty than they once were, perhaps because of the feeling that O7 is no longer everywhere? Very likely. You could also hear hiss coming from other mini screens that O7 put to watch the whole place. You tried calling O7 through the screens but no response, making you even more worried.

You looked around, everything was dark, and the only source of light was the three giant screens, that were emitting the same palette of gray dots, only unlike the other screens you've seen, they weren't emitting any kind of sound, it was silence.

You were about to scream the name of O7, but your answer was already in front of you, it was supposed to be positive, but it left you with a genuinely broken heart.

It was O7, that was the good part, she was alive. Here's the bad part, there was a big bottle of whiskey in her left hand, and the poor robot kept pacing here and there as if she had nowhere else to belong. O7's free hand on her screen ever explain how shaken she was, what was she shaken by? You didn't know, but that didn't stop you one bit from worrying.

You didn't quite understand the whiskey part... Yeah, you know, she had a lot of alcohol problems before she became a robot. The Tester told you because maybe one day or another you interacted with the victims, and he told you how one day at the tests he was taking, O7 arrived at work drunk. But it was still confusing because, well, she's a robot so how is she going to, you know, drink the alcohol... Actually you remember O7 mentioning fun facts about her new body, and she said that her body is still damaged by alcohol when digested by the little holes at the edge of her screen, or any other hole actually. Resulting in the same effects of alcohol on a human body

"...O7?" Your hesitant voice echoed all over the place.

But no answer

You decided to take a step, you knew what O7 was capable of, but not even in your dreams she have the courage to make a measly cut on you.

"O7? You're ok?"

"NO!" Her loud voice echoed through the entire area as soon as she stopped moving, making you shiver.

"What happened—"

"DON'T!..."

"...What do you–"

"STOP! Just... Stop... Stop being so nice to me just stop..."

"Oh... O7..." Your heart felt more than broken after the speech, it felt heavy, sinking deep into your chest. You took two steps forward, wanting to give your girlfriend some comfort, any type of comfort.

"Don't you see Y/N?! You-- You don't need me, Y/N! You have your friends who are just like you, you clearly had more fun with them. So why stay with me?!" You saw her face, the anguish she was having. Teeth grinding and eyelids abruptly closed as if she was trying to hold back tears "You're so good... So naive and pure, and I... I-I killed people! Not that I regret it but... I- I-I-..."

You walked calmly to O'7 with furrowed brows, and gently placed one of his hands on her arm. O7 turned the screen to you, it was a fact, her face only showed devastation, stress and sadness.

"I–...I'm afraid you're not interested in me anymore because you're stuck and not out of here." O7 looked down again when she started talking "I'm afraid I'm not enough, again. I'm afraid you'll just leave me like the rest of my friends and I would hate to leave you because I love you! And you're just perfect for me and you understand me! I'm afraid I'm going to get you in trouble for everything I'm doing right now and you just support me with all of this… I–I– I–..." You clearly saw the fingers on the tube of her whiskey bottle start squeezing the glass tighter and tighter.

"Shh, calm down O7... put that bottle down" You ran your fingers over the robot's fingers and gently took the whiskey bottle from her hands and put it on the floor. And when you least expected it, O7 already gave you a big hug with her four arms. And the part that intrigued you the most, she was sobbing.

This is the first time you've seen O7 cry.

You easily accepted the hug, and caressed her back. "I will never leave you O7. If you think I'm that good then why would I abandon you?"

"Why are you doing this? Why give me another chance to destroy everything again?..."

"Because I love you"

———

Right now, both were both lying on the "winners' couch". O7 was sitting with legs apart while you were on top of her with your legs around her hips while her arms were hugging your waist, and the extra arms were in yours shoulders. Your head was resting on her chest together with one of your hands. There was nothing to bother you, no noise, nor human.

You slightly turned your eye to the screen of the machine below you, just to check. Her face matched someone who drank a whole bottle of whiskey, her whole face was exhausted but, she was smiling, it was a tired smile, but what mattered is that O7 was smiling.

Then, you smiled, closing your eyes. Your palm decided to move, just a few fingers so you don't leave your hand completely still. Till, you felt a rise and fall in volume in one of O7's chest parts. You moved your fingers some more, trying to investigate.

"What's that on your chest?"

"Huh?"

You faced O7, and pointed at the specific area of ​​her body "Y'know, this."

"Ooh, right right. This" O7 lifted her extra left arm and lifted her shirt, showing her metal chest. AND NO, SHE DOESN'T HAVE BREAST, THERES LITERALLY NOTHING 18+, SHE LITERALLY HAVE NO GENITALIA AND BREAST IN HER ROBOT FORM, OK?! And the first thing that caught your eye was some kind of cassette tape entry in the chest, It even had buttons for pause, volume up and etc.

"Pff—" You cracked a smile "What's this?"

"Well, in my early years developing this body, I thought of a silly detail to add to my body, and that would be a tape player." O7 explained with a husky voice

"It works?"

"Yeah"

O7 reached into her coat pocket, pulling out a cassette tape. You didn't have time to read any titles because O7 already put the tape in the entrance, and pressed the play button

It was a song by Jukebox the Ghost, specifically the song "Victoria". O7 probably mentioned this singer a while back, saying how he didn't have fame but had great songs. The song started a piano, and seconds later the drums and voice started singing.

"I managed to transfer one of my favorite songs to a tape just to use on my body." She lowered her shirt, and the extra arm went back to your shoulder "If you have any tape, feel free, love"

Your smile slightly widened, and with everything resolved, you laid your head on O7's chest again. You could feel her metal vibrate to the beats of the music, not gross vibrations, but light and calm. You closed your eyes, and hugged O7's waist

A certain screen touched your head "Chu..."

[is-that-another-soulmate-au]

Alright let's try this Soulmate body switch AU I'm also attempting this whole "make a tag" thing... bare with me, ive only actually used this app for like 4 days now im gonna go with "RayMakesSoulmates" for now... uhm, idk what else to go with uhhhhh yeah, names Ray btw...

Okay here we go. The idea of switching bodies is something a bit strange to me so let me make this work for me.

Basically it happens once a year after you either turn 17 or meet your soulmate. If its the latter then there has to be alot of turmoil and confusion on one side to trigger the first switch because it does not happen at the first encounter. However after the first encounter you'll sometimes have little blurry dreams that are in fact core memories of your soulmate. But theyre always too blurry to point out who's involved and sounds are too muffled to pin point any specific noises words or what have you.

Now, the dreams don't happen every night but they happen often enough that you are made aware that you have met your soulmate at some point recently.

So after Zuko visits the south and they begin their cat and mouse game around the world Zuko often has blurry dreams of white with black falling what he thinks is people screaming and what he knows is muffled crying. While Sokka has random dreams of what he thinks is someone moving away into the darkness and someone screaming out to them but he can't figure out what they're saying. Another dream he has is a blurry glow of bright blue and crying. There's also one that shows up more often than the other two, its when he sees what he believes is someone moving towards him saying something, but its muffled, then a bright light and muffled screaming and crying.

However after Ba Sing Se Sokka has a dream that's clear and vivid, not muffled and not blurry. After he takes a moment from shooting up to a sitting position he realizes that this is not a dream, he's switched bodies. Standing up and moving the blankets off of him he looks around and sees the there are fire nation items everywhere, it looks like he's in a royal bedroom. He elects to keep calm as he moves towards where he thinks is a bathroom, he is correct and when he looks into the mirror he freezes. His heart drops into his stomach. Sokka can hardly believe what he's looking at. Staring back at him is not his face, but Zuko's. He reaches up to touch the scar on Zuko's face. While yes he has control over his body and he doesn't exactly know how to act 'firenation' let alone 'fire nation royalty' he stands straight. "This won't last longer than 3 hours." He reminds himself

"What won't last longer than three hours?" Azula's voice breaks through

Instantly on edge and irritated Sokka- ahem Zuko turns to Azula "what do you want Azula?" He says in a voice thats much less irritated, theyre siblings right? So they have to be chummy right

"Oo! You sound so much less angry!" She muses "disgusting, anyways, Mai wanted me to let you know she's leaving today"

Why would he care about that? Oh they must be friends? Maybe they're dating? Okay, don't screw this up "uh, okay"

"Aw don't be so sad Zuzu~ you two would have never worked out anyways, her and Ty Lee switched bodies just three days ago. It was honestly was kind of amusing watching her string you along" This is not how siblings normally talk to eachother. He just glared at Azula "alright alright sheesh, ill leave you alone" he found something to write on and quickly jotted down the conversation because if he was given that information Zuko would need it.

Meanwhile Zuko shot awake and found himself lying next to appa Katara and Aang, so he is alive huh? Confused he figured he must be dreaming until he realized his vision was clear and nothing was muffled. He was below deck on a fire nation ship. He paused a moment before he stood and noticed Sokka's boomerang beside him. He lifed it and saw Sokka in the reflection. His reaction seemed to mirror(haha get it) Sokka's when he saw Zuko in the mirror. But he dropped the boomerang and it made a loud bang which woke the other two up "Sokka what are you doing, the sun is barely up"

He paused and cleared his throat. Okay, sure he's been chasing them he needs to not blow this "uh, sorry, nightmare"

Katara shifted and turned to him, a genuine look of worry in her eyes "do you want to talk about it?" She asked in a tone that reminded him of his mother. Genuine love.

He forced himself not to tear up at the memory and just shook his head "no, I honestly can't remember it. Just scared me is all" the hesitation in Katara's expression before she responded was strange to him

"Alright, if you say so, do you mind going and asking dad to change the course? We need to stop and get supplies"

His hesitation and expression probably made her realize what happened "okay, youre not Sokka right now are you?" He froze and nodded slowly "alright, you dont have to tell me who you are, but I'll help you through the motions, Aang and I switched back in Ba Sing Se, that was the day when you questioned why I said I'd fly around, er- or that was when Sokka questioned me" okay she was a little more accepting of this than he thought.

"Uhm, okay, yeah, right, uhm, I don't want to blow this so can you just uh show me around? I'm sure Sokka knows all the people he's- oh agni he's gonna meet my dad" zuko internally cringed.

In that moment it seemed to click with Katara "alright, so you're telling me your Zuko"

Zuko flinched and backed up against the wall "look I dont know what you want me to do about this, but I promise you that I'm not going to ruin anything, I know I messed up, hell Sokka's probably noticing that my family doesn't work like yours does. I've been so confused my whole life okay, I'm sorry I betrayed you in Ba Sing Se, my sister has a way of manipulating me. I just hope he doesn't get hurt, he probably doesn't know he needs to keep his mouth shut in my family." Zuko was panicking when Katara reached out

"Zuko, zuko what do you mean?" Her voice shaky

"Look I cant tell you everything, I cant tell you my life story not right now, I need to get through with this. If we meet again, which I hope we do, ill tell you then. But right now, please just show me what Sokka goes through day to day. I know he's not gonna like what happens on the other end, I just hope it doesn't go too bad."

Katara nodded "alright well. Let me walk you around and let you learn the peoples names, ill just say hi to them and say their names." She paused "but first, tell me about your mother, i dont know if I believe it anymore"

He sighed before telling her the entire story.

Meanwhile at the palace Sokka was sitting in a war meeting knowing to keep his mouth shut unless spoken to. He didnt want to set people off or let them know he wasn't actually Zuko. The topic of the earth kingdome came up and Ozai turned to him "Zuko, you've spent time among the Earth kingdom citizens. What information do you have?"

"Uh, the Earth kingdoms citizens are strong willed and hopeful, as long as they have hope they will not yeild"

"Hmmm, I see, we need to crush their hope"

"Well, thats not what I-"

"I think we should take their precious hope and burn it to the ground!" Azula cuts in

"Yes, yes good idea Azula" Oh no

About an hour after the meeting the switch flipped, Sokka made notes about everything that he found important in time before the switch was over.

After they switched back Sokka found his sister and grabbed her shoulders "Katara, I have to tell you something, I just got back from a body swit-"

"And your soulmate is Zuko? I know, he cried when I was nice to him, what happened on your end?"

"Well, his whole family is mean to him"

"Figured"

"I was in a war meeting and found out their plan for the comet"

After relaying the information he found they discussed it with Aang.

Let's skip ahead to after the failed invasion and to the air temple when Zuko shows up.

"Hello, Zuko here"

No fighting it in this one

"Get your jerk bender butt over here" Katara and Sokka said practically in unison.

>im gonna wrap it up here. And yes Katara would notice its not Sokka and would totally pick up on Zuko, she's observant

>and no Azula wouldn't notice at all because she's used to Zuko being stand offish with her. Plus Sokka is so much better at impersonations than Zuko

@chaoticidiott @roman-does-nothing @bisexuallsokka @transzukostanblog

I dont know if I did this AU justice, I tried.

[kazuichis-whore]

Gundham x male!reader

Warnings: Death

Summary: Ya trying to get a date with Gundham <3

Sunflower Seeds

This takes place after the second class trial

You have had your eye on Gundham since you've all arrived at the island. Ever since the free times you've had, you always spent them with Gundham. If not Gunham, then Kazuichi, which made Kazuichi a bit upset since all I did was talk about Gundham, and Kazuichi wasn't really fond of him. Since the killings have started to happen, you've only grown closer to him and his 'Dark Devas of Destruction'. This wasn't the best for your heart, many times you thought it would explode when you were close to Gundham.

You see, you'd love to confess to Gundham, but you weren't entirely sure if he was into guys even in the slightest. You could just walk up to him and ask "Hey are you gay? Bi maybe?", but that is too straightforward and weird. So you settled on just keeping these feelings to yourself and just being a close friend of his. That is until Chiaki caught on to me.

It was a cool morning and everyone was either waking up or already heading to the restaurant. You had barely got out of your cottage before Chiaki got in your face.

"Hey, (Y/N). Can I ask you something? In private...", you hated that term, 'in private'. It usually meant that something bad was going to happen, but you trusted that Chiaki wouldn't say or do anything weird.

"Uhm... Sure. Come in" I moved aside so Chiaki could enter. She immediately cornered me. "Do you like Gundham?" She seemed so confident in the question. I was shocked and frozen, I studdered before I even got out a comprehensive sentence. "Whawhawahaa?! How... How did you know? Am I that obvious..?" She backed off with a soft smile. "No, it took me a while to figure it out. Your really good at hiding your romantic feelings. Anyway, Akane and I want to help you and Gundham get together."

"Thanks, Chiaki, but how are you two gonna do that??" There's no way that they could set us up, right? Dumb question. "Akane already found out Gundham is bisexual, but he only likes people he's known for a while and is close to, so you definitely have a chance with him. All I need to do now is convince him to go to the beach with you." What "Wait wait wait, how did you find out he's bi?" "Akane just asked and he was fine with answering" Of course they just asked.

"We can have you and Gundham meeting up at night and Akane and I could set up some lights in the sand and a picnic" Chiaki looked up as she was thinking out loud. "But what about Monomuka? We aren't allowed to be out of the hotel resort after 10 pm." She just smiled, "I'll appeal. He enjoys teen romance so there's a good chance that he'll let us all be out after the curfew", "How do you know he likes teen rom-", "That's not important right now, meet with Gundham at the beach around 10:30 pm." She seemed so determined. I agreed and we both made our way to the restaurant together

Of course, we were a little late. Gundham was the first to notice us, I think he was staring at the door... "The rest of the mortals are here." God his voice was hot. Kazuichi looked over at us "Finally! Gundham and Akane were about to go looking for you guys!" Man, did we take that long? oh. my. god. What the FUCK is that? I was about to say something before I saw this hideous tribute to our recently deceased friend, Mahiru. I was going to say something rude about it before Hajime grabbed my attention. He was signaling for me to be nice about it and that Hiyoko made it. I spoke with an unsure voice "Wooww that looks so coolll. Whoever made that is verryyy talented.". Hiyoko seemed to be satisfied with it. Good because that's all I got in me.

I made my way over to a table so I can eat. Gundham glanced over at me and continued to eat at his own table. It was a quiet morning, everyone must have still been tired. After we had all finished and left, I went to the supermarket to get some sunflower seeds for Gundham. Yesterday he helped me with a cow attack at the barn, so I wanna try to pay him back. It was a good thing he was looking for me anyway.

I still had some free time after I came back from getting the sunflower seeds. I decided to look for Gundham since I knew he was free most of the time. When I finally found him he was talking with Chiaki and Akane at Jaberwok Park, they must be talking to him about going to the beach with me. That also means I need to find someone else to talk to, I get really bored if I'm by myself for too long. I could either look for Kazuichi and look for things he can take apart or just go annoy Fuyuhiko. I'll look for Kazu, I don't feel like hearing boss baby yell at me.

I walked to the 3rd island and was on my way to Electric Ave. since that's become Kazu's new hangout. When I got there he was already digging around looking for anything to fidget with. Kazu is a nervous guy, so I understand if he wants something to with his hands constantly.

"Hey, Kazo! What 'cha lookin for today?" I asked as I leaned over his shoulder to see what he's grabbing. "Anything really. Although it would be nice to find something to corrode the cameras that Monokuma put everywhere. Hey, have you seen some yellow wires anywhere?" He stopped whatever he was doing to look at me. "No, but I think I saw some orange ones by the old game consoles", I pointed to the pile not too far away from me. "No no no, It has to be yellow, orange won't work with my current project." He went back to rummaging. "What are you working on?" I turned my head to the side, it's a bad habit. "I'm trying to make a phone, so we can call someone or something. At least be able to play some mobile games so I'm not so bored all the time." He was still digging around.

"Ok then, see ya! I'm gonna go find Chiaki or Akane, whoever comes first." I said turning away. All I heard was a very faint 'bye' from Kazuichi, he probably wasn't listening. Oh well, at least he said bye. I walked back to the resort where our cottages are. I must have lost at least 30 pounds from all the walking between islands. As I was walking past the farm, I saw Akane. I walked up to her to ask about Gundham and if he was going to the beach. "Heyyyy Akaneeee!" I tried to strike up a conversation since I'm not very good at it. "Oh, what's up (Y/N)?" She definitely knows how to match someones energy. "Sooo what did Gundham say?" I asked, slightly bouncing from excitement. Akane just deadpans "What?". "About the beach! What did Gundham say about going to the beach with me?". "OOOHHH, he said he'll go with ya, but you have to not force him to swim with you. Something about him poisoning the water from his skin? I don't really know, I wasn't really listening". "Oh, that's fine! I won't force him!" I beamed.

"By the way, he said he wants to talk to you about something. He's at his cottage if you wanna talk to him right now." Akane seemed to not be interested in anything she's saying. She probably agreed to help Chiaki only because she was bored. "OK! Thank you, byeee!" I turned around and hightailed out of the barn.

As I was making my way towards the resort gate, I heard Sonia scream at the supermarket. I left the gates and started booking towards the market. When I finally got there, I didn't see her anywhere. I started calling out to her and poking around every crevice of the store. When I finally found her, she was just standing in the back, perfectly fine from what I could see. "Sonia oh my god! What happened? I heard you scream, are you ok?" I was panting from the running and looking. She looked at me with a pang of guilt in her eyes. "I am sorry for scaring you (Y/N), but thank you for taking the time to find me." She looked down at her shoes. "Well yea of course, but why did you scream?" I tilted my head to the side again. "I am terribly sorry (Y/N), but I have a kingdom to lead and I need to get back, I'm sure you understand. Right?" She slowly started walking towards me. I saw a screwdriver in her hand, It looks like....Kazuichi's! How did she even get his screwdriver? Oh what am I thinking, she probably just asked for it while batting her lashes and Kazuichi just gave it to her.

I started to walk backward until I was fully against the door. I quickly started to feel for a handle and scrambled out, back to the isles. As I was running towards the door, I felt a stabbing pain at the back of my head. After, my body felt numb, as if I couldn't control it. I fell. The last thing I heard was the door opening, it was Gundham. "Hello? I heard a scream so- (Y/N)!!" I really hope he finds the sunflower seeds in my pocket. At least the last thing I saw was Gundham.

Mod Jax: HAH, yall probably thought you were gonna have a nice beach date with Gundham. Foolish. You don't get to have a happy ending. Anyway, this took a while ahaha. MAYbe I'll make a version where ya survive and get yer beach date, maybe I won't, idk yet. BUUUUT there is a 90% that I make a part 2 where it's the trial for your murder.

Todays message that ya probably need to hear

You're not responsible for someone else's mental health, fuck with yourself before you fuck with someone else

[dreamindolls]

Muichiro x Reader

Prompt: First Kiss

It wasn’t a particularly bad day today but you couldn’t help yourself from being nervous. You were planning on confessing to Muichiro today but you weren’t sure if he’d reciprocate your feelings. But maybe..just maybe he would…He wasn’t always nice to you he was as cold to you as he was everyone else when you’d first met, but you always talked to him and somehow could tell when someone was wrong with him and helped him when he needed it. Eventually he acted how he would with Tanjiro, smiling and being much nicer to you than everyone else and maybe even just a bit nicer to you than Tanjiro.

You weren’t even sure how to confess to him so maybe instead you’ll just wait for a good moment…”n..[y/n]…Y/N]?” You snapped back intro reality from your thoughts and Muichiro was right there. I guess he’d seen you just standing around and dissociating. “[y/n], are you ok?” He tilted his head confused as to what you were doing.

“Ah! I’m fine just..lost in thought! Ehehe..” You scratched the back of your head in embarrassment. “Soo…” You started but weren’t sure what you were going to ask. Should I invite him to hang out? or maybe I should stay here or-

“Do you want to go to the festival today?” His words cut you off your thoughts again and kind of surprised you. I guess he could tell he surprised you and he repeated his question. “Do you want to go to the festival in town with me?” He glanced around checking if anyone was around and back to you. “It could be like…ₐ..𝒹ₐ..ₜₑ..” He mumbled that last part and you couldn’t hear him.

“Like a what?” You asked him. You don’t know if you’d heard that right. You must be hearing things right?

“Its..nothing don’t worry about it. How about we go get ready now and we can go go in an hour?”

“Sure!” You gave him a grin and he gave you his usual soft smile. “Are we going in yukatas or anything special?” You asked him. You didn’t want to dress up fancy and have him still in his demon slayer attire cause that’d be more than embarrassing.

“Why don’t we go in yukatas? It’ll be nice to wear something other than a uniform all the time. We won’t be unprotected though, we can still bring our katanas with us.” And with that he turned around and left. You stood there for a moment trying to decide which yukata to take when it dawned on you. You don’t own any yukatas….Maybe you could ask Kanroji to take you shopping for yukatas?

———–

“Hey uhm…Kanroji can I ask you a question?”

“hm? Oh!! [y/n]! What can I do for you?” She gave her usual bright smile and held her hands together in anticipation for your question.

“This might be a weird question to ask but…” You shifted awkwardly. “Can you help me find a yukata to wear for tonight? I’m going to the festival in town.”

Her face absolutely beamed when she heard your question. “I’d be glad to help you!! Do you have any ideas what you’d want to wear? It’s a Sakura festival so you should go in something fitting for that!” And so it started. She took you from shop to shop, making you try on yukata after yukata, many different accessories and so many different hairstyles. To you, it seemed like too much but she insisted that if you’re going to the festival you should go all out. You tried telling her you didn’t want to go all out but she still set you up with a [color] yukata. (you can decide how it’d look cause different things look better on different people)

———–

You were waiting at the entrance of the butterfly estate slightly embarrassed with how dressed up you felt. You let out a sigh and waited patiently for Muichiro to arrive. You felt yourself getting antsy waiting for what felt like forever, but in reality it was probably no more than 2-3 minutes.

“[Y/n]!” He called out to you making you jump a bit. When you’d turned around to see him, he was wearing a dark blue yukata (idk how to describe this color but its like a dark blue but not black and you can clearly see its blue so like royal blue? but darker?) and his hair was pinned up. It was a really cute sight if you were being honest. You couldn’t help but feel a little blush come on your face seeing him. “Sorry were you waiting long? It took longer to get ready than I thought!” “Oh not at all I just got here!” you glance around and thankfully no one is outside the estate. “Shall we go then? Don’t want to get there too late!” You wanted to reach your hand out to hold his but you’re not sure he’d want to or maybe he wouldn’t want to. To your surprise he held out his hand to you. You hesitated but you took his hand and smiled. You could’ve sworn he blushed slightly but maybe it was the lighting. And with that you both made your way to the festival

———–

When you’d arrived at the festival it was so lively there. There were a lot more people than you thought there were going to be even at this time of night and it was so bright, there it was hard to believe it was night time. You were so enamored by the scene you didn’t realize you let go of his hand and started walking off on your own just looking and exploring what there was to see. When it finally dawned on you Muichiro wasn’t holding your hand anymore you looked around and he’d been staring at you from not too far behind you. You blushed slightly but let out a quick “W-what? I’ve never been to a festival before…” He giggled a bit and smiled more at you.

“I can tell” He held out his hand yet again for you. “Want to explore together? I’ve never been to one either”

You face lit up and you grabbed his hand and you both went on to explore what the festival had in store. Visiting all the food stands, the games, the lanterns with all different patterns decorating the streets, everything. After hours and hours of just talking with him and hanging out, buying food and winning plushes, you’d both realized there were a lot less people than before. They were all gathered elsewhere to view the fireworks and the night scene with the sky lit up. You were going to suggest you both go look at the fireworks with everyone else but Muichiro suddenly suggested you go watch from farther away. “It’ll be a good spot to see them!” And before you could say anything he started running off with you in hand towards somewhere else.

You eventually ended up at a bridge with a perfect view of the fireworks without any of the people in the way. You were staring at the fireworks completely enticed by it and suddenly it reminded you. You were going to try and confess to him today, how were you even going to begin with this?? “You know..” His sudden words made you jump a bit but you turned to look at him, a curious expression coming over your face. “I was planning on this being a lot smoother but I don’t think I’d be able to do it smoothly” He smiled and started covering his face with his yukata. You were more confused now with what he said, you ended up tilting your head and lifting an eyebrow at him. “[Y/n]…Would you go out with me?” He said from behind his yukata’s sleeve.

Your face flushed at his words but you looked up at him and nodded, too embarrassed to speak. “Does this mean..this would be our first date? Wait- when you asked me to come here were you asking me out on a date??” You’d suddenly realized that you did hear him right! He did say this was going to be a date!

“Ah- Yes..I wasn’t sure if you wanted to go out with me so I wasn’t sure about saying it’d be a date.” he let his arms fall to his side but picked one up to hold both your hands in his. “Is it.. ok if I kiss you?” God you forgot how blunt he can be…You felt like your face was on fire but you nodded your head silently again. He stepped closer and placed his lips on yours. You knew from that kiss that you absolutely loved him, flaws and all. You could feel that he meant it when he asked you out and you fell so hard into the kiss. In the midst of your kiss you could hear the fireworks going off, but they didn’t really matter anymore since now you were really with Muichiro.

[m1lkt3e]

Idk what to title this as but it’s a WIP for an upcoming fic.

TW for mentions of death and guns

...

Trapped in this...Prison, if you like to call it. But at least I have Soda, my brother on my side. I’m 15 now. Wow...It’s been three years already, three years since *it* happened. I remember it as if it happened yesterday...When I was 12…. ~~~ “Let’s give it E̶̢͕̞̫̞̰̝͙̙͝v̵̻̌ě̶̛̛̘̪̌͑͑͠ȓ̵̲͖͇̙̌̇ͅ��̣͙y̷̛̙̝̻͑̔̓͐̕̚͝͠t̴̩̃̆͊ḩ̸̛̟͈͔͖́̌̆ͅĩ̷͓̑͌̂ň̷̡̻̻̟͔͑̈́̋̅̕͝ĝ̵̛̭̯́̃̒͊̾̑̈̌ we g̷̛͙̞͖͇͋̉̉͂̐̍̒̚ͅǫ̶̥̮̂̑̾̈̄̅͘ẗ̶̖̩̝!̴̘̮̰͙̺̙̫͇̥̃̏͑͂̎̕͘͘ ̴͔̳͑̍͛͒͐̿͆̈́̚Ị̶̣̥͎͖̋ͅt̶̫͈͆͋̿͊̈́̀̽͗͝'̶̧̢͓̦͛̑̀̿ͅs̷̯̥̱̱̲̖̮̯͋̉̑̍̽͗̈́͜͝͠ͅ.̷͇̲̰̻̪̰͆̒͋͘.̴̗̙͐͑̃̔̇͝͝.̶̧̻̘͔̻̺̮͊͒̑̿͊̌͐̉̀͝ ₱Ʉ₦ł₴Ⱨ₥Ɇ₦₮ ₮ł₥Ɇ!!”

Their voice just sounded so...Glitchy, it wasn’t normal either...I vividly remember Yogurt sobbing. Just letting it all out. When they all just let down the gravel...It was over. It was fucking over. The masterminds are dead...We’re free...WE’RE FREE!

The excitement didn’t last long. ~~~ It isn’t *too* bad once you get around it, it’s mostly children around babies to legal adults, like Soda, I’ve haven seen any adults lately...Well except Soda of course.

“Do you feel...Bored?”

“No, why?”

“I don’t know,” I agitated the spoon around the mug in boredom. “It gets a little repetitive, y’know, three meals a day, sleep, then it happens all over again.”

“...Do you just want to escape?”

He was silent.

I found myself silent as well.

“What happened to everyone else?”

“...”

“...I heard that the third game fell into despair and now is destroying the world...Out of all people, why save us?” “Probably because it was their last hope.”

“But...If one god sacrificed themselves and they’re trying to restore hum—cookie life, why aren’t they doing enough?!”

“...”

“...”

Oh. Someone knocked.

I was still short, (Or, to be real, grew 2 inches.) so I still have to use extra support, but it wasn’t as necessary.

“Hello..?”

No response.

“Hello…???”

Ugh.

“Must be some prank.”

“Maybe.”

“Wait.”

I grabbed Soda’s wrist and glanced outside. Streets destroyed, remains littered, just...Ugh.

“Pe—”

“We need to leave.”

“Wait wha—”

“We need to leave, NOW. We’re all going to die here!”

I tugged on him, banging on the door to let us out.

“Let us out!! We’ll die here!”

It was no use.

We'll never escape.

I breathed heavily as I slid down the door, crying. I didn’t want to die here.

“Peppermint…”

“It’s no use..! We’ll be here forever! And—and…!”

“Peppermint.”

“H-huh?”

“You never gave in to despair right?”

“No..Why are you bringing that?”

“You’re 15. 15. You’re still here.”

“I guess you’re right..”

“Good.”

A clank was heard, then something opened.

“The door…!”

I got up, but Soda didn’t move.

“Why are you still standing there?! C’mon! Freedom’s right there!”

“Wait—Pepperm—”

“Well?!”

He sighed as he followed his sib.

——

“We’re out of there….Finally!”

“Do you not realize what DANGER could be out here?!”

“We can find an escape, and we can talk about it from there…but for now...

...Where are we?”

“...”

“I don’t know either, but we can walk around, I mean this place’s deserted anyways.”

We both started to walk, however, I was walking a little slower because I was still a bit out of breath.

“Where do we even look anyways?”

“We can just look around, of course being careful.”

“Ok..” —— “Wait—You never mentioned something.”

“What?”

“Those old wanted pictures...Who are they?”

“Oh them? They’re just the ‘high class’ except its a huge cult that every 4 years of so they all commit a huge massacre that basically kills the entire cookie species unless she makes a new batch, then they all commit suicide after. However, they all faked their deaths and now they’re fucking stuff up.”

“Are—are there any other survivors other than us?!”

“Not sure…”

“Let’s just keep walking.”

It took forever, but we found *some* way to escape.

“All the way over there..?! Shit—I don’t think my conch shell can do anything. Wait— Soda, do you still have your surfboard?!”

“Yeah—”

“Then c’mon! This is the only way of our escape!”

“You’re not thinking this th—”

“I am. Why do you think I’m going through this in the first place anyway?! Clearly the people that we call gods aren’t DOING ENOUGH. WHY SIT HERE AND LET THE WORLD GO TO WASTE WHEN WE SAVE IT WHILE WE STILL CAN?!”

“...”

“You can go your own way. I’ll go on my own.”

He didn’t bother questioning it, he went one way, I went another. —— I keep thinking,

‘How can I even—I can’t fight them all alone. Hell, I don’t even have any weapons to begin with! There’s at least 5 of them, and I’m pretty sure that one of them doesn’t even want to be there!

Are they even that powerful anyway? What the hell am I thinking?! Two of the members are the children of Dark Enchantress...No wonder why about 90% of the world is destroyed.

And where are all my classmates anyway?! I mean I get Squid Ink and Walnut because they’re still in the tower...Or at least one of them is. But where the hell is everyone else?! Mostly Yogurt Cream thought. Wait—why am I even worried about him?! He’s a spoiled whiny brat that doesn’t get far in life!

I’m pretty sure that everyone’s dead, because of them. No no, not the cult members, the ones from the third game, they got brainwashed or something on the lines.

Speaking of the brainwashed, they pretty much destroyed everything. Why wo—SHIT—Oh, nevermind. It’s just a rotting corpse.’

Ugh.

Wait—Is that one of the members? It’s kind of hard to tell…

I hid behind a destroyed part of a random building

“Is that the last of them?”

“Maybe.”

“I think I saw another one down the street, but it might be my imagination…”

“Hm alright.”

“Leader’s going to be proud of this…”

Good. They left.

I stood up, peeked over one last time, then ran across the street to a random building.

I breathed heavily as I felt like someone was behind me…

I’m fine…

Yeah. I’m fine.

They can’t kill me because I’m a child.

Even though I’m 15…

That counts as a child, right?

Someone, please tell me that counts as a child...Right…? Right..? Right?

Right?

——

The red lights dimmed for a second before turning up its brightness, blinding the cookie that was inside for a bit.

He blinked. He was pretty used to it by now.

The room was just red, he was just muttering to himself, a red room, like Satan's hellhole.

The only thing that he could really see was red.

It was just an all-white room with some type of lights that could change color with a remote.

Is this it?

Is this the hellhole he’ll be stuck in?

There is no escape to this anyways.

The lights turned up its brightness again, making him curl up and tried to prevent the lights from blinding him.

The lights stayed like that until it toned down. Not after shutting off after.

Well, the darkness is better than this.

But it wasn’t.

It keeps coming back.

It could grab him by the shoulders and he won’t know it.

He grabbed a hold of his lilac-colored hair with both hands and pulled on it. He couldn’t tell if he was crying or it was just sweat because of how humid the room was. He tugged on it for a bit longer before letting go.

Why was he even here in the first place?

He didn’t know.

It seemed like forever.

…. He forgot where he was at this point.

It just felt like a never-ending nightmare.

“Hey.”

He looked up. The door was open, a bright light blinded his eyes.

“Sorry. The lights stopped working, but that doesn’t mean that we’ll set you free.”

“...”

“Just enjoy the light for a bit while we fix it.”

This could be his chance!

Even though his legs are probably jello at this point, he still stood up and ran. He didn’t bother turning back. Even though he forgot the way the threw him in (Because he either forgot or he’s just stupid)

It was pointless running, but when he finally found the exit, he pushed it—well, not really because he lost all his strength.

He sighed, but he had to go. He can’t be here any longer.

… It was a rather large city, but almost no one was in sight, only drug dealers and loners walking down the street.

He slowed down his pace, by now he was far from the INC. by now.

He stopped walking to put up his hair, then sped walked after.

Zero coins in his pocket.

Fucking excellent.

It was dawn, he felt like someone was following him.

He ran.

He didn’t look back.

Well, he did,

But just to find no one there.

He sighed and kept speed walking.

…

He found a small bench, normally he would REFUSE to associate with anything that’s “below his standards” but this was an exception.

It was the only choice he had.'

He still missed lilac, hell, even Pomegranate. Y’know, the one who basically ruined his life. He just sat there, Just spacing off.

He took off his uniform jacket and tied it around his waist.

He was talking to himself, thinking about how everything Just went...Wrong.

——

Huh?

Is this another town…? And it isn’t destroyed?

Who’s that…?

“Hey!”

The cookie flinched, pretty sure they’re shaking, Wait—have I’ve seen this cookie before...They look familiar…

“Hey...It’s ok! I’m not one of them!”

“T-them?!”

“Um yeah!—The cult leaders? You know them??”

“H-how the hell are you just gonna walk up to a random person and ask them if they know that—that CULT?!”

“Ok ok sorry…But you still look familiar..Have I seen you somewhere before?!”

“Huh?”

“The killing games...Remember…? The project, you uhm...Didn’t wake up aft—”

“D-don’t remind me…”

“S-sorry.”

“Why are you so apologetic f—”

“Wait.”

“...”

“What happened to you..??”

“O-oh that...Uhm wh-where do I even fucking explain?! The entire ‘coma incident’, THAT, and I was kidnapped by some weird cookies that said that I’m ‘Associated with the cult leader.’”

“Hold on, ‘associated with the cult leader’?!”

“Yeah why?? Are you o-one of them too?!”

“W-what?! No! I’m from that building that keeps kids in to prevent further extinction of the cookie species until she makes another batch…”

“Oh.”

“...To prevent what happened years ago…”

“...”

“How come you aren’t dead, like the rest of them..?”

“I escaped.”

“Huh? Escape what?”

“I didn’t get kidnapped from them, but by some foundation that I don’t know the name of…But I would’ve killed myself if I stayed there...”

Oh.

“I still haven’t gotten—Wait, I think I remembered now...Yogurt Cream right?”

“Yeah—Wait, how did you get my name NOW?!”

“It’s been three years, of COURSE I’ll forget.”

“Fair…”

“How—how long had you been there..?”

He took a second to respond, looked like he was about to break down.

“Yogurt….How long have you been there…? When did they—they ‘kidnap’ you…?”

“Literally after a month, after all that happened—”

He broke down.

“W-why..out of everyone, they choose me…”

He looked up to me.

“Why couldn’t they have taken YOU?!”

“ME?!”

“You were associated with the cult leader the most..how aren’t you...you—”

“I WAS STILL A CHILD! I DIDN’T REALIZE WHAT THE HELL THEY WERE GOING TO DO AFTER! YOU CAN’T BLAME ME FOR THIS!”

“...”

“...”

“What did..what did they do?”

“N-nothing really. Just put me in this room and just kept me there for so..long.”

“Well..You’re out now...And god knows if they’re still following you.”

“...”

“Oh, and by any chance do you know this place?”

“No—No of course not. This was just a town that I randomly went to. W-what makes you think that I know where this place is?!”

“Ah, your stupidity is still there. Great.”

“H-hey! I’m not dumb!”

“Ok...You know what a vote is?”

“A..Vote...You still trade those with bear jellies…??”

“You’re hopeless.”

“D-don’t blame me! Blame those idiots that kept me in that prison for god knows how long!”

���That’s fair.”

“WAIT.”

“What now?!”

“We don’t have anything to defend ourselves…”

“Oh.”

“Where do we look..?”

——

Cult.

What’s the first thing that comes to your mind? Something that summons stuff? Imprisonment? Daily Russian Roulette that leaves poor innocent cookies dropping down dead? Anything?

You may think of a huge number of people, but this cult isn’t the case.

You see, this marks the third year, and usually, the cult doesn’t do the massacre until another year later. However, the Cult Leader, [redacted] was too impatient a full of despair to wait another year to start the massacre, so their twin sister, [redacted] ordered her to keep all the child cookies in a building, originally it was going to be underground, but due to no time and the leader running out of ideas, they choose a 60-floor building to keep them all in.

Oh, and for your information, the cult only has 5 members.

“Russian Roulette anyone?” the leader asked the other 4.

“No.”

“No thanks.”

“This is the third time [redacted], it’s getting boring.”

“Anything that leader wishes!” [redacted] sprouted up.

“Seriously [redacted]?!”

“You’re insane.”

“[redacted], dear, aren’t you bored of Russian roulette…?”

[redacted] leaned closer to her peers, then said in a low toned voice—

“I’ll do anything that [redacted] wishes. It’s our job to have their wishes granted. If they want to start the massacre early, let it be it. If they want to kill the children, we’ll kill the children.”

“I-I’m pretty sure that they don’t want to kill the children, [redacted]!”

“Yeah, he’s right [redacted]. There’s no point in killing the children if we just die altogether and no one’s on this terrible...thing of earth.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Since that’s out the way,” [redacted] slid the gun down the table, perfectly stopping in the middle of it. “Russian Roulette?”

“[redacted] for the 2nd time, no.”

“Ugh fine.”

“Guuuyyys if [redacted] wants to do Russian roulette then we should!!”

“[redacted], were not doing Russian Roulette for the third time this week alone!”

“You’re all boring, I swear.” [redacted] twirled the gun with their fingers and slid it across the room for some odd reason rather than placing it back in its case.

“Why are you so extra for it? All we said was that we didn’t want to play Russian Roulette for the third time this week alone.”

“Got any other suggestions then?!”

“We can ki—”

“[redacted] I swear to fucking god if you say ‘kill the children!1!’ I will unleash my almost whole-life pent up anger.”

“Ok ok sorry.”

“Fine fine, we’ll do it [redacted]. But this is the last time we’re doing it this week, ok?!”

“Oh good.” —— They were all sitting in a circle, with the gun in the middle of it. It was rather dimmed, but they all didn’t care.

Of course, the first to go was the cult ruler.

They pulled the trigger.

Click.

Nothing.

They sighed as they passed the gun to their twin sister. She pulled the trigger.

Click.

Nothing again.

This went on until the 4th round.

[redacted] pulled the trigger again.

Click.

“Again…?” At this point they were getting bored, it’s been 3 rounds and no one died yet.

Their older twin gave a low chuckle as they held the gun to her head and pulled.

Click.

“Hm.”

She passed the gun to the youngest of them, he did the same that [redacted] did and pulled.

Nothing.

He seemed to be relieved by that . His lover was next. She pulled the trigger. Another lick was made. The repeated clicking made [redacted] annoyed. There’s more clicking than shooting!

Finally, the last member of the cult went. She pulled the trigger.

BANG.

“...”

“There goes, Alchemist.”

“So you’re not going to do anything about it?! One of your members just died! From Russian Roulette!!”

“It’s despair fueling.”

——

“Where are we going first..?”

“How should I know? We should be a least far from...there..”

“There?”

“...I don’t want to talk about it.”

“That’s fair...I wouldn’t give advice anyways.”

“Wait wha—?!”

“Nothing.”

“W-whatever...”

“Hey...Since we’re on the topic of the Cu—”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Ah...S-sorry.” ——

“So what do we do with the body since this was [redacted]’s idea…?”

“Since my sibling isn’t here...I’ll put up a memorial for her…. She was close to them. When they said that ‘it’s despair fueling’, it isn’t ‘despair fueling’. They’re upset.”

“Wait, they’re upset?!”

“Yeah..? if they weren’t almost all of us would be dead by now.”

“Y-yeah, you’re right [redacted]...”

“Hm.”

“I’ll go talk to them. They open up to me more than most of you here.” [redacted] walked out the door, stepping over Alchemist's body.

[redacted] followed her, also stepping over the body.

~~~

“[redacted]?”

“...”

“Can we talk? It's important.”

“...”

“[redacted]?” She sat next, but kind of far from them, “Are you ok?”

“...” Nothing. “...Yeah.”

“Really…? Your tone says otherwise.”

“Mmhm.”

“Please actually talk to me.”

“I’m fine.” They turned to her. They open up more with their sister than anyone.

“Stop lying.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re being stubborn. Just tell me what’s wrong.”

“...”

“Mom was right. I should’ve sent you instead of him. It’s a shame that I was your twin anyways.”

They walked out immediately after. [redacted] sighed and closed their door.

[redacted] laid down and hugged onto a pillow, nearly crying too.

——

“Where—where are we..?” I asked him, he seemed shaken up a bit but I didn’t realize.

He didn’t respond.

“...”

“Are...You ok..?”

“...Yeah.”

“Hm...M’kay.”

“Wait...Do you recognize this building..?”

“Wait... what..?”

“That one.” I pointed to a 50-story building. “Do you...Recognize it?”

“N-no...I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“You sure..?”

“...Yes.”

“...Ok—hold on... Who’s that..?”

“...fuck.”

I turned to him, “What was that..?”

“Nothing. You heard nothing.”

“...Doesn’t that look like someone...Clearing a...Dead bod—”

“WILL YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT IT NOW?!”

I jumped, “Ok ok! No need to get aggressive…”

“Oh...Look who it is...My dear brother.”

“...”

“Hmm? You know this person?”

“...Unfortunately.”

“I believe we never met..Peppermint is it?”

“Huh? How’d you know my name?”

“My twin knows all about you..the traitor right?”

“Traitor..?”

“Yes…”

“Wait...I don’t know your name...So how can I trust you..?”

“Oh right...My apologies...My name is Pomegranate.”

“You already know my name so...I have a question…”

“Hm?”

“You know Yogurt? You called him brother earlier…So are you two related in any way?”

“Don’t bring—”

“Oh yes...Him and [redacted] are related to me...However, something happened between our childhood and I somewhat remained.”

“How’d you...remained? Were you the favorite child or something?”

“Possibly so…”

“Please stop talking about it…” Yogurt muttered under his breath, but neither of us heard him.

“Are there other people inside?”

“Yeah...If you were looking for the cult after all..”

“Wait...The cult?!”

“Yes. If that’s what you’re looking fo—”

“Yes. That was exactly what I was looking for.” I lied.

-Random time skip-

Pomegranate followed both of them into floor 49. It was pretty high up, as you can tell, you’ll get a great view of the destroyed city with dead bodies and blood everywhere.

“The leader is...Somewhere. They’re just upset.”

“Fair.”

“I don’t think you’ve heard of the others yet…” Pomegranate lowered her voice.

“Are they here?”

“Hold on. Stay here with my brother...ok?” I nodded as she walked off to a separate room.

“Why does she call you your—Hey…! Where’re you going?!”

He didn’t answer as he walked back to the elevator.

I sighed…

Pomegranate came back with two other cookies, who I’ve seen before...But I forgot their names. Definitely seen them before…

“Wait…Isn’t this the kid that the leader wants us to kill?” One of them asked.

“Wait what?! For what?!” I stepped back.

“Well get to that later, anyway, these two idiots members are Mint Choco and Cocoa.”

“Wait, what about that part that one of them said?! That the leader wants to kill me?!”

“Oh, [redacted]. You’re just in time...We were just giving introductions too…”

“...”

Seems like they’re not in the mood.

“Well, Uhm....This is my younger twin...Lilac aka the cult...leader.” it was awkward for a bit until they spoke.

“I could’ve done it but..thanks.”

They didn’t seem too grateful about it. About the time Yogurt came back, he wished that he would’ve just stayed there . “I-I thought you D-DIED—?!?!”

“Died..? You already forgot that those two games were simulators correct?”

“I—”

“Besides,” They sat at a near table, “how’d you escape..?!”

“W-why the fuck should I tell you?! You’re the last person I trust—!”

“I’ll just go…” I stepped back a bit, trying not to alarm the Cult.

“Where’re you going..?!” one of them grabbed me by the arm.

“Hey. We still need you for our family business~!” The leader said clapping their hands together.

“What?”

“What ‘business’...?”

“I know for a fact that there isn’t any ‘family business’.”

“Huh?! What are you talking about?! What family business?!”

“What? You don’t know what I’m talking about?!”

“No. What are you talking about Lilac?!”

[katbarton]

WHO: @katbarton, @emily-barton, @maxceden, @frankie-drake, @harpersinclair, @evanalbert

WHAT: The Nameless crew has a meet up to discuss the situation.

WHEN: 11/2, Late Night

EMILY

Emily was as still as a statue, waiting for the others to arrive. She didn't know who exactly was involved yet, though she could imagine a couple. It didn't feel right to be sneaking around in the dark of night, when something was happening, but she had to. Riss was home and safe, with Tegan to watch over her. Kat needed her. "What time are we supposed to meet?"

KAT

"Anytime after ten, should be here any minute now. If something comes up, Max will text me." Kat holds up her phone, but doesn't look away from her laptop screen. "You're making me nervous. Stop it."

MAX

Max shows up alone, having pissed Harper and Evan off. As she walks towards the pair, she raises her brows, still in confusion over Emily's involvement, but doesn't say anything beyond a "Hey. Harper and Ev are on the way."

KAT

Kat looks up then, "They good? Harper didn't get caught up in the shit, did she?"

MAX

"Nope, she's as clueless too. Said she'd be late though, so maybe she's trying to see what's up." Max shrugs and takes out her phone to check for any incoming news or texts. Nothing yet.

KAT

"I've been trying to hack into the city hall security feeds since all this shit happen, but everything's down. Not like shot, cause then it'd show no signal or static or something-- but like totally fucking down." Her attention is back on the laptop. "I've got the news up in another browser. Should get an RSS alert if something is released."

EMILY

Emily doesn't do more than nod at Max, unsurprised at her presence. She didn't make it a point to know all of Kat's friends, but when said friend was a drug dealer, well she got some extra scrutiny. Her phone beeped with a message, and she turned to them. "Pull up BBC. If the news outside of the city is reporting this, there must be some credibility to it."

KAT

"BBC? Fuck--" Frantic typing and then a news feed is pulled, the volume loud enough so they could all hear. "Hostage situation... what the fuck?"

FRANKIE

Frankie finally shows up with confident grin on her face and absolutely relaxed body language, a big contrast to everyone else already there. "Hey kids. Great night for a walk, huh?" She wiggles her eyebrows playfully before leaning against a wall, looking for a pack of cigarettes. "Heard the news yet? Hostages and shit. Just awful."

EVAN

Evan was annoyed and frustrated, and really just wanted to be at home; instead she made it to the meeting area and leaned against a wall. She glanced around the room to see who was there, ignoring Max for the time being and waiting to see what would happen next, pulling out her phone to get the updated.

KAT

Kat looked up as Frankie arrived and couldn't help the crooked grin that twisted at her features. "Hey, fucker. Yeah-- we're hoping to try and figure out if it has shit to do with those weapons we found out about."

MAX

Max stays silent at first, wanting to be able to hear the news feed. Her eyes squint a little, as if it'll allow her to hear better. And when Evan and Frankie approach, she purses her lips. "Any thoughts?" She gestures to the laptop, speaking to everyone all at once.

EMILY

Emily isn't bothering to crowd around the screen, instead tapping away at her phone to send messages out. "It's too much of a coincidence not to be. Scene around City Hall isn't pretty. And I'm pretty sure that these beat cops are carrying around some of those military grade weapons." She hands her phone to Kat, zoomed in on the picture that clearly show assault rifles in the hands of uniformed officers.

FRANKIE

"So what? They brought out the big guns 'cause they knew there'd be hostages or somethin'? Doubt it." she shrugs, looking through her own phone; not at the news, or her contacts, but Instagram, going through profiles of men and women she knew at the NEPD. "Most likely the weapons would be there anyway. Unless it's all an act and that's all just an excuse to shoot something real nice, but that would be like a major conspiracy. Like, Nicolas Cage type of stuff"

HARPER

With her bag slung over her shoulder, Harper did her best to walk as inconspicuously as she could from the station to their meeting place. The NEPD was just about locked down, but more to keep people out, rather than in. At least, civilians, that is. She spots Max and Evan immediately, and recognizes most of the others- except the addition of two women she had never seen before. Resisting the urge to flash her badge, or reach for her pistol, she did her best to stay calm as she moved closer. "Damn, this shit's getting wild. Even Starbucks is closed. #smh."

KAT

Kat scrutinizes the picture and then looks up as Harper walks in, gives her a little smile and stands, laptop left on the ground. She starts pacing, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Instinct says that they got the weapons because they wanted to do something with them soon. Could lead to them using them because they knew the hostage situation was coming, but that would mean they either caused the hostage situation or planned it with another group." She shook her head. "It's too conspiracy theory-- but other evidence suggests that maybe this is the lead in to something else? Something bigger?" She looks back to Emily's phone, swiping around the photo, then starts pacing again. "Can't wrap my head around it. Harper did you find out anything?"

MAX

Max works her jaw back and forth, crossing her arms across her chest, but silent still. She's shaking but tries to hide it, opting instead to listen to the conversation happening around her, coming up with every possible scenario she could think of. When the attention turns to Harper, she takes out a cigarette and lights it. Still quiet, though.

HARPER

"Who're the newbies?" She drawled, one brow raised, her question directed to no one in particular. While she didn't regret getting involved, the more people who knew that she was, the more likely it was that her involvement might get out. And she definitely did not need that. "Not gonna lie, I was doing my actual job for most of it, but once I got the heads up, I tried to put my ear to the ground. Most of the talk is happening behind closed doors, but there's plenty of conspiracy theories traveling amongst the NEPD peasants. Which do you wanna hear 'bout first?"

KAT

"Hit me with the conspiracy theories."

EVAN

Evan took a deep breath and pushed off the wall, gathering with the group, her hands slipping into her pockets.

FRANKIE

"Hey lady, I'm Frankie Drake. I'm one of the gals," she waves childishly and goes back to what she was doing, hoping to find any indication that the cops knew about the weapons before that day. No such luck yet.

HARPER

"Sup," Harper purses her lips, unimpressed with Frankie's introduction. In a different setting, she could actually see herself getting on with the blonde, but in this particular instance, she couldn't help but feel suspicious. Still, it wasn't her operation to run, so she keeps her mouth shut about it for now. "It's everything from us to aliens. Some are saying it's a Nameless plot, and some think it's an inside job. A way to forces the public into willing submission. Honestly, all the Captains are locked up, trying to strategize, and they're bringing out the big guns. Literally. Idk where all this shit came from, but I've seen a couple of the "special ops" guys running around with semi automatics or whatever."

EMILY

Emily has kept her distance mostly until now, though she wonders whether any of them would recognize her from the tabloids. They don't really seem like the type. "Emily. I'm with her," she nods at Kat. If they need more than that, then they could kiss her ass. "So the police are clueless as usual, we've got idiots running amok in the city as usual. Lee and Covington are as good as dead and they have weapons of war. Am I missing anything?"

EVAN

"Sounds like you've got it." Evan quipped, glancing over at Emily before rubbing her forehead. "This is a shit show."

MAX

Max has her brows pinched for now, ignoring the exchange between the newbies and Harper. She knows there may not be any trust there but she trusts Kat and if Kat's bringing them in, that's enough for her. She shakes her head, "Nope. Sounds about right." She nods her head to Kat, "Anything from higher ups?" she asks, referring to anyone Kat may know higher up within the Nameless.

KAT

Kat pauses in her pacing around the warehouse to pull out her phone and get in touch. Almost immediately there's a few pings back and she shakes her head. "It's not our guys. And none of them can get into city hall feeds, either. And these fuckers are better than me. Something is going on. I don't have a good feeling about any of this."

HARPER

Harper ran a hand through her hair, her foot tapping agitatedly, itching to pace. But she held back, not wanting to let out how anxious the whole thing had her feeling. Her gut was twisting and turning, and she knew whatever was going on, couldn't be good. I've been texting the guys back at the station, but no one seems to have high enough clearance. And no one's heard from our Captain since it all went down." She paused, looking at Kat with a weary sigh. "You're sure? Because, like, this is a little intense, like damn..."

FRANKIE

Frankie's attention is piqued again when they mentioned the higher ups. As far as she knows, nothing is happening on her end as well. Probably for the best not to mention anything, though — never a good idea to overshare in places like this. "Any way of hacking the people doing the hostaging? Or the hostaged" Probably a dumb idea but what does she know? She's the one tricking people, not cellphones. "Do the sci-fi thing and turn on their microphones or somethin'"

KAT

Kat had to laugh, it wasn't funny, but.. nervous laughter was definitely a thing. "Yeah.. uhm, I could try Lee's phone? Anyone else we know in there? Covington?"

EVAN

The entire thing was a lot and Evan didn't really know what she was doing there. She rubbed at her face and bit down on her bottom lip. "Covington for sure. But I've got no idea who else is in there."

KAT

"Okay, gimme a sec." And she sat down at her laptop again, waving her hand. "Keep talking."

FRANKIE

..... "So how about them Giants, huh?"

MAX

Max quirked a brow at Frankie's quip and opened her mouth to speak but shut it quickly. It wasn't worth it, they had bigger things to worry about.

KAT

After a few minutes, Kat growled and chucked her phone across the room. "I can't get into the motherfucking COCKSUCKING phones!"

EMILY

Emily immediately crosses the room to pick up Kat's phone and pockets it. "Okay, so we know they have some kind of technical expertise. But now that we've confirmed it's not.. us," she hesitates over the word briefly. "I think the best thing we can do is get back to our lives, because meeting in a warehouse in the middle of the night looks suspicious no matter what's going on."

HARPER

Harper rolls her shoulders, letting out an exhausted sigh. This "meet up", if it could even be called that, has pretty much wasted her time. They didn't know anything, and she didn't know much of anything either. "I agree. Until we know more, there's no point in loitering around and kicking around conspiracy theories all night, ya know. We all got our contact points," She continues, looking pointedly at Max, "So maybe our best bet is to keep contact on the minimum until we've got a better feel for things." While she won't admit it, the presense of new faces had her even more on edge, and at this point, she just wants to get back to the station to try and see if she can catch word of whatever is going on.

KAT

Steeling herself, "Alright-- hold on, before we separate. I'm installing an app on your phones we can use to contact each other without being monitored by the government. I'm also gonna install some shit to help block them getting into regular texts and shit, but it's not foolproof." She went around and held out her hand for them to get her the phones. "The app allows you access IRC channels, but you can't release any personal information, and you can't use any real names. You have to have a handle. Mine's grim.angel, and that's how I keep in contact with everyone. You should already have your handle if you're in with us. If you're not, you will after they grab you."

EVAN

"Grab us?" Evan questioned, an eyebrow quirking as she looked around the room.  "Fantastic. Looking forward to it." She said with a roll of her eyes.

[deamstellarus]

A Touch of Ink (8)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Sad days are here

Word Count: 4374

Warnings: Uhm, so about that angst..

A/N: So I’ll be honest, idk how I feel about this chapter. It’s how I pictured the story, but it doesn’t flow as well as it probably could have, and instead of splitting it into two short chapters, I kept them together and made it a longer one.. What’s done is done, I suppose.

Series Masterlist | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 | Ch. 5 | Ch. 6 | Ch. 7

Chapter 8: 

The moment you woke up, you knew something was wrong. Bucky wasn’t next to you in his bed like you’d gotten used to over the past month. The sheets beside you were cold, the door was cracked open. You strained your hearing to possibly catch the sound of movement in the kitchen but the apartment was silent. You glanced at the clock and it was 7:42 a.m. You checked your phone for  any messages from Bucky but that turned out to be a bust too. Where is he?

On the other side of the hall, you could hear Noah waking up and you knew you needed to get him up and ready for school today. You ran a hand over your face and rubbed the sleep from your eyes before you pulled on your clothes from yesterday and headed into Noah’s room. The morning routine went fairly smoothly, especially for it being your first time doing it alone. Noah was dressed and eating breakfast by 8:15, which left you a good amount of time to freshen up before you took him to school. He babbled about Peter’s aunt making Peter cookies and how he tried one and they weren’t as good as yours but he loves chocolate chip so he ate them anyway when Peter offered. You were almost ready to go when Noah asked the question you’d been dreading.

“Where’s Daddy, Y/N?” Noah asked as you helped him into his backpack.

“Uhm… Daddy just had to go to work early today, so you’re stuck with me walking you to school. Is that alright?”

“Hmm,” he tapped his finger to his chin. “Yeah, I guess so.” You checked your phone again for messages but your inbox still showed no new messages.

“Alright little guy, let’s go!” The two of you headed down the street toward the elementary school. Noah waved and said, “good morning,” to everyone he passed, just like every day.

After you dropped him off, you stopped by Black Widow. The shop looked different than it normally does in the middle of the day. Not all of the lights were on yet, instead only one in the back and the one over the front desk. No one was up front so you called out, hoping Bucky would pop out from the back.

“Hello?”

Nat emerged from the back hall, cradling a cup of coffee like her life depended on it. She nodded to you before she took a long sip of the liquid caffeine.

“Hey, Nat. Is Bucky here?” She quirked an eyebrow at you.

“No, he took the day off. I thought he would have told you.” You were sure your face reflected the confusion on hers though for various reasons.

“Oh, well thanks. Can you let him know I came by if you see him?” She nodded and you left, and went to the Hideout. Becca had to know where he was. Becca’s smile faded when she saw the worry written on your face.

“What’s wrong, honey?”

“Bucky wasn’t in the apartment when I woke up and he isn’t answering my texts, and he isn’t at Black Widow. I don’t know where he is,” you blurted all in one breath. You were starting to panic a bit, well, more than a bit. “Have you seen him?”

“Oh, Y/N. Honey,” Becca came out from behind the counter and pulled you into her embrace, patting your back. “Today is Bucky’s dark day. It’s the day Dot died.”

You gasped and pulled out of her grasp. That made so much sense now. Why he’d been acting weird all week, well all month really. Why he wasn’t there this morning when you woke up. How could you have been so dumb and not realized what today was? He’d told you all about her death. You shook your head to clear your thoughts. You had to go to him.

“Is he… where is he?” you asked.

“He’s most likely at the cemetery, just down the road, then take a left and then a right and you’ll see it after a mile,” she pointed. “Or he’s down by the docks.” You nodded.

“Thanks, Becca.”

“No problem, honey. Let me know if either of you need anything. Anything at all.”

“I will.”

You followed the directions Becca gave you and soon enough, you found yourself at the entrance of the cemetery. It wasn’t large by any means, but it wasn’t tiny either. It was old however, some headstones were weathered and some cracked, and you spotted several dates of death as old as 1927. Toward the back by the treeline, there were newer headstones, and that’s where you spotted the lone figure crouched next to a headstone. You quietly walked over to Bucky, careful not to startle him and interrupt him just yet. Bucky’s head rested against the headstone, a half dozen roses were laid across the base. After a few moments, you kneeled next to him and put your arms around him. He tensed at first but then relaxed in your hold. You ran your fingers through his hair as he cried silent tears. His hands gripped your arm around his chest, not tight enough to hurt, but enough to ground him and comfort him. Something to hold onto.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Bucky said, when he’d finally calmed down. “How did you know where to look?”

“James, there’s nothing to be sorry for. After I dropped Noah off at school, I went to the Black Widow and then eventually to the Hideout and Becca told me.”

“Oh, God. Noah. I can’t believe I forgot. Usually he stays with Becca or my parents the night before. He must hate me.” Bucky put his head in his hands.

“James, no one hates you. Noah just thinks you went into work early today. It’s not a big deal.” You put your hand on the back of his neck, rubbing circles onto his skin with your thumb to calm him. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Y/N...that’s not fair to you… you don’t have to do this. Be here even.”

“James, I am here for you, alright? I’m not leaving,” you told him, his chin in your fingers forced him to look at you. “Now if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s alright. But if you do, I’ve got two ears and a ton of time.” Bucky gave a short, breathy laugh.

“Alright Doll.”

He got to his feet and held his hand out to you, and helped you to your feet. Along the path that surrounded the cemetery, there were several benches, donated by local families in honor of loved ones over the years. You both sat on the old wood, leaning into each other. You wrapped your arms around his left arm and crossed your legs. His hand tapped out a light rhythm where is rested on your thigh.

For a while, the two of you sat on that bench. You closed your eyes and laid your head on Bucky’s shoulder while he was lost in his thoughts about the past. An hour passed before Bucky was ready to leave, for now at least. He knew he would need to bring Noah by later, maybe he would hold off until the weekend. You and Bucky headed back toward the main street, hand in hand, under the cloudy sky. Just before you reached the shops, Bucky pulled you to a stop in front of them. Your face must have had confusion written all over it because he kissed your brow and lightly smoothed the wrinkles in your forehead like he’s done when you've been frustrated while you work.

“Dot… she was wonderful. She would light up the room the moment she walked in. Even in high school, she seemed to always have everything under control, and knew me better than most people, besides Becs and Stevie of course.” He took a deep breath. “When she died, I felt like I'd lost half my heart. She left me alone to raise Noah, and I had no clue what to do. But you... sometimes I think Dot is watching over me and Noah. I think she had a hand in pushing us together… She would have loved you, loved how you treat Noah, how kind-hearted you are…

“I love you, Y/N. I never thought I would love someone after her, but I do. I love you, and I understand if it's too soon or if thi-"

You cut him off with a kiss to his lips, your arms wrapped around his neck. His arms wrapped around your waist and held you closer. You pulled back to look into his eyes.

“I love you too, James.” You couldn't hold back the grin, but you decided you didn't want to.

“Well, this was a nice change of plans, Buck!” Steve clapped a hand against Bucky’s back.

“Yeah! Thanks for inviting us!” Wanda giggled as she sipped her hard cider and leaned against Becca.

After you and Bucky had taken Noah to visit his mother’s grave, Bucky mentioned wanting to start anew, to change the day into something more positive instead of a day of mourning. So instead of being alone for the entire day, Bucky texted his friends and planned a last minute hangout session with the group, complete with dinner and board games. Sam, Bucky, Steve, and Clint were sat around the table in Bucky’s apartment, while you, Nat, Becca, and Wanda relaxed on the couches. You’d had enough of the ultra competitive nature of the boys when it came to the games and chose instead to enjoy the company of the girls. It’s been hard to get all of you together, especially with conflicting work schedules. Thor couldn’t come tonight because of work, same with Peggy, while Loki was apparently being “anti-social” according to a grumbling Sam. Even without them, you were still glad there were so many people who cared about Bucky, that would drop whatever plans they might have had and help him change the tone of the day.

“Do you want anything, Doll?” Bucky asked as he placed a kiss on your head. You were in an interesting position indeed. Your legs were laid across Becca’s lap as you leaned into the couch. However, Noah’s body was curled into yours, head on your chest and arms wrapped around your torso as far as they’d go. He was thoroughly knocked out, a long day at school would do that to him, but he begged and begged to be able to hang out with all of you even though it’s a school night. So Bucky agreed, “for only a little while,” which turned out to be awake until 7:30 and then passed out in this position for the next two hours. You didn’t have the heart to move and wake him up so you accepted it and hugged him a bit more.

“Nah, I’m alright, Buck. Thanks though!” You smiled. As soon as he walked away you heard giggling. You shot a look at Wanda.

“Aw, you two are the cutest. I used to think it was Peggy and Steve, they were sickeningly cute when they first started dating. But the two of you? Especially with Noah? You guys are giving me cavities!” Wanda groaned in mock disgust then giggled and happily sighed.

“It’s true though, you and my brother make a good couple. Who knows, pretty soon, we might be hearing wedding bells.” Becca wiggled her eyebrows at you. You rolled your eyes at her.

“It’s way too soon, Becs. If it happens, it happens. But I like where we’re at right now. It’s nice. I’m… really happy with him.” You looked to where Bucky sat at the table, chair facing you, and he winked when you caught his eye.

“Yep, disgustingly cute really does sum it up,” Nat said into her wine glass. You were about to respond when Bucky’s phone rang, which you found odd because majority of his friends were in the same room with you. Maybe it was his parents? Bucky answered and you watched his face turn from content to conflicted. He stood up abruptly and went out into the hall. As the door shut, you looked to your friends to confirm what you saw. Everyone was silent for a minute, confused and concerned looks on their faces, until Bucky opened the door again and sat back in his spot at the table.

“So, uh… what was that about?” Sam asked, almost nonchalantly.

“Nothing important. Don’t worry about it,” Bucky dismissed. “Who’s turn is it?” he asked going back to their game.

“That was weird, right?” Wanda asked in the quietest voice you’d ever heard her speak in.

“Yeah, that was weird,” Becca confirmed.

“Has that happened before, Y/N?” Nat asked. The other girls looked at you too, eyes watching your reaction.

“Yeah, it’s uh… it’s been happening for the past month?” It came out like a question. “I’ve asked about it once or twice but he, uh, said it’s nothing to worry about so I drop it.”

Nat’s eyebrows furrowed together as she tried to solve the mystery of who he could be speaking to all this time.

“It’s not a big deal.” You lied, whether to them or to yourself, you didn’t know.

“Y/N! Y/N!” Noah rushed down the few steps of the elementary school, the next day, to meet you where you stood on the sidewalk. You smiled his way, sending a waving over his head to his teacher by the door.

“How was your day, sweetie?”

“It was awesome! Peter and me played with our new friend Michelle. She likes to draw like Daddy! She showed us her sketchbook like Daddy keeps but we’re supposed to keep it a secret!” He whispers the tail end of his sentence, cupping a hand around his mouth.

“Well I won't tell anyone,” you whisper back. “Let’s go pick up Daddy from work.” You hold your hand out and he grabs it, his little hand dwarfed in yours.

“Can we get ice cream too?” You looked down and regretted the decision instantly. He flashes you his big blue eyes, looking so much like his father's, and you know he's won. You have to talk to Bucky about that little trick of his.

“Yes, we can get some ice cream, but only a small one, and you have to eat all of your dinner today, okay?” He nods his head vigorously. “Pinky promise?” you hold out your pinky finger.

“Pinky promise!” He looks his finger with yours and practically skips along with you down the street. You realize this it's a lost cause but at least you planted the idea in head.

Not too long after, you walk into the ice cream store, instantly hit with the sweet scent of fresh waffle cones. Noah leans on the glass to view the ice cream, hovering around the birthday cake ice cream, complete with sprinkles, and the cookies and cream flavors. He politely asked for a taste of both, before deciding he wanted the birthday cake in a bowl. You selected the rainbow sherbet in a sugar cone.

“Why don’t don’t we get some for Daddy?” you ask the boy. His mouth was already covered in ice cream.

“Oh, we can get him chocolate chip. He likes that one the most! Or was it chocolate? Strawberry?” His face scrunched up as he tried to remember.

“Let’s go with chocolate chip. I'm sure he'd like any of them,” you chuckled.

While you the woman behind the counter scooped the ice cream for Bucky, you looked out shop’s window. You could see the Black Widow from there, and watched as a couple of young women strolled into the tattoo parlor. You thought you recognized the blonde one, and the redhead looked familiar too somehow. It was good though, you thought, that there were women getting tattoos, especially in this town. You had been worried from the confrontation at Noah’s field trip last month, that it would be the mindset of people in this town. That tattoos aren't art, and are “only for men.”

The cashier got your attention and you paid for the cold treats. Noah led the way to Bucky’s job, mostly paying attention to his own treat and not the people he passed on the sidewalk. You were just in front of the shop when Noah dropped his spoon between his slippery fingers. His chin quivered slightly but before the tears could fall, you stopped and gave him the spoon inside the bag you had for Bucky’s ice cream, and Noah happily went back to eating. You glanced inside the shop window, checking to see if he was still busy with a client, in which case you’d just meet him at home.

However, when you peeked in, you were shocked at the scene before you. Bucky stood in the middle of the tattoo parlor with his arms around a blonde woman, one of the girls you'd seen walk into the shop just moments before. Their lips were locked and from what you could tell they were really going at it.

You heart started racing, you could feel the panic beginning. This couldn't happen. Not again. Not like last time. This won't break you. After your ex, you’d decided never again would you let one person have this much influence over you. But you hadn't planned on Bucky Barnes and never suspected that his sweet and caring outward appearance would all be a ruse. But then again, all of those calls came crashing back, all those moments of talking on the phone in a hushed voice or in a different room, avoiding telling me anything about it. How could you have let this happen again?

“Y/N?” Noah’s voice caught your attention. “Why did you drop your ice cream? Do you want to get another?”

You must have dropped it from the shock because on the ground, a rainbow of the now melted treat splattered across the cement. You opened your mouth to respond but were interrupted by a confused yell.

“Why is that lady kissing my daddy?” Noah’s face had gone completely red and tears were already forming in his eyes.

You wanted to break down, between what Bucky was doing and the little seven year old at your feet who was crying full tears now. You took another look one more time in the window and made eye contact with Bucky. Noah started crying, tears streaming down his face and it was all you could do not to go into the parlor and confront Bucky. But not in front of Noah, never in front of his son. You set the bag down on a newspaper stand and scooped up the boy instead, cradling him to your chest. His head was on your shoulder, his fingers gripped your shirt tightly. You turned and glanced in the shop one last time, and made eye contact with Bucky, who seemed surprised to see you there. You shook your head and turned down the street, heading back to the apartment.

You got back faster than you had expected, especially from the additional weight. Instead of going to Bucky’s apartment, you knocked on Steve's door, praying he was awake at home and not asleep. Steve answered after the second round of knocks.

“Y/N?” He looked down at the boy in your arms. “Noah? What's going on? Are you alright? Where’s Bucky?” You couldn't answer, you just shook your head, handing Noah over to Steve.

“I can’t… I can’t…” You choked back a sob. “I have to go.”

You ran through the hall and down the stairs, exiting through the side door. You kept running, you couldn't stop, wouldn't stop, until you got far enough away to catch your breath to make a game plan. You don't know how long you'd been running for before you collapsed to your knees on a small bridge over a pond. You leaned over, your hands on your thighs, panting. Your phone rang but you didn't answer, letting it go to voicemail instead. Ten minutes later, you resolved to calling Sam, knowing he was at the firehouse at the moment. Your hands shook as you dialed his number. He picked up on the first ring.

“What's up, Bunny?” His voice was relaxed but changed when you didn't answer immediately. “Bunny? Y/N?”

You took a deep breath and let out a sob, your body choosing right then to break down.

“Are you okay? Where are you? Talk to me.” His voice was even but even you could hear the frantic edge in his voice now.

“Pond. Old pond.” That's all you could get out clearly.

“Sit tight, Y/N. I'm on my way.”

“Is she here?” Bucky burst through Steve's door, startling Steve, who was in the kitchen making hot chocolate for Noah. Bucky’s eyes searched frantically around Steve's apartment.

“She’s not here, Buck. She left me with Noah maybe half an hour ago. What's going on?” Bucky ran his fingers through his hair roughly.

“Annabelle. She’s been harassing me for the past few weeks.” He sat down at the table, and put his head in his hands. “With it being close to the anniversary of Dot’s death, she called every other day to make sure I remembered how much she hates me. Today she went too far though. I guess she heard about Y/N from a few of her friends in town and decided I don’t deserve to be happy, that I’m a monster and that she’ll “get her to think so too.” She came into the shop today with a friend, who turns out to be Robin, the girl I did that huge leg piece on. I told them to leave, but-" Bucky paused, shaking his head.

“Before I knew what was happening, Annabelle had her phone pointed at me, and Robin lunged at me and kissed me. I was so stunned, I didn't react at first. And then I heard Noah’s voice from outside. I pulled out of her grip and looked out the window to see Y/N watching us through the glass and Noah crying. She took off down the street and I came as soon as I could get them out of the shop.”

“Oh Buck.”

“I've been trying to call her but she won't answer and I went to her apartment but she's not there either.”

Steve put a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “Bucky breathe. Call Sam. He would know where she is.”

“This is all so messed up. Everything was going so well, Steve.”

“We’ll get this figured out, Buck. It'll be alright. She'll come back.”

Bucky only nodded. Suddenly he turned toward the bedroom, remembering Noah was in the apartment. He opened the door and Noah sat with his knees to his chest, arms wrapped around his legs.

“Hey buddy, are you okay?” Bucky asked. Noah wouldn't look at him. “Come on, come here.” Bucky sat next to him and pulled him into his lap. “Talk to me Noah. What's going on in your head, bud?”

“Why were you kissing that lady? I thought you loved Y/N?” He avoided eye contact still but Bucky would take what he could get.

“What happened today… it’s complicated buddy. I do love Y/N though. You know that, right?”

Noah nodded, and tucked his face into Bucky’s chest.

“Is she going to come back?”

“We’ll get her back Noah, don’t you worry. Y/N loves you too.”

“You have to eat something, baby. There has never been a situation where food hasn't helped you feel at least a little bit better.”

Sam’s mom was an absolute angel. She took you into her arms the moment Sam walked through her front door three days ago. He’d said something about needing to call someone and that he had to take care of things at work but left you in the care of your mom away from home.

“Oh come on now, dear. I've never seen you pass up a chance to eat my macaroni and cheese. I even added the bread crumbs on top the way I know you liked.”

You took a bite and truth be told, it was damn good. Amazing really. You hadn't eaten that in years and instantly you felt like you were ten years old again, Sam’s mom, Mama Darlene, making you a plate of food after Sam tripped you and you twisted your ankle. You ate slowly, savoring the flavors, trying desperately to get the visions of Bucky kissing that girl out of your head.

“Tell me what this is all about now, honey.” She pulled out the seat next to you at the table and sat down, rubbing your back gently.

“Noah and I were heading to see Bucky at work and when I looked through the window and saw him kissing another woman. Noah saw too, and reacted more strongly than I could at the moment, which only confirmed what I saw was true.” You took a deep shuddering breath. “I can't do this again. I thought he was different…”

“Baby, he might be different. Have you talked to him?” You shook your head ‘no.’ “You should hear him out, give him a chance to explain. He is a good man. There must be some reason for what you saw. But I do know your mama and I raised you better than to run away from your problems.”

“Yeah, I- I know.”

She pulled you into her embrace and kissed your temple. “You're stronger than you know, baby. Go talk to him.”

You sigh but nod. “Alright, I will. Thanks Mama.”

You reached for your phone and were just about to dial Bucky’s number when your phone started to ring. It was Steve.

“Hello?” you answered.

“Y/N? Oh my God. I'm glad I got you. There's been an accident-"

“What? With who?”

“Bucky and Noah. They were in a car accident.” Your stomach dropped, and you felt nauseous. Tears streamed down your face and you couldn't breathe. “We’re at the hospital now. Please come.”

[Chapter 9]

[krey-9-jorce]

for the AU meme: one royale doctor + fantasy or mystery AU? I'm looking dorward to seeing what you come up with :))

Ok so I'm not very familiar with fantasy stuffs, visually i do becuz of game arts but i really don't engage on them. Except for one time I played a mobile game called Brave Frontier which is good and this kind of fantasy setting. But this hc has nothing to do with Brave Frontier. Sorry for babbling....................................................→→→ Dr. John Flynn is a cleric, he has that kind of soothing presence, gentle manners and of course healing powers. Some Defense arts too. He does not wield anything, he focuses on his protecting ability and healing too. At most he refines a purification item (stone? Holy water???), I mean, he does his job well, as a cleric should, and his belief, you know clerics are one of the servants of gods, strong one. He believes there's good and bad, no in-between, and usually the good is the human and bads are beasts, monsters right..(Let's talk a bit about why I *don't* like fantasy in general, these stores are divisive, this side that side, people attack things different from them and some how the baddies are always monsters, too many blind beliefs and loyalty and in a way, is easy to predict.)(But I'm doing it so here goes)..On an expedition, the squad of the church, including Priests, Palladins, Archers and Clerics come to a village in that area and heard about the monster at that mountain miles away. Mountain, maybe a volcano, with peculiar terrain and weather, basically it's hard to climb there and return in one piece (then why you people want to go there??) ok, treasures, then. Exotic discoveries..But there lies a terrifying monster. Sharp claws, big wings, powerful energy...I know what you think, A DRAGON!!!??? Probably. I'm just gonna call him Beast. So Beast hinders people from going there, people say Beast eats them whole and even attacked a near by village..The expedition squad, of fucking course, offers to kill Beast. By the time they reached the mountain top, they lost at least 1/3 of their numbers, Beasts ain't out yet but smaller monsters. They did marked their way with seal crosses and holy water, making a small trail. People are exhausted and STILL want to take down Beast (y'all should just go back).💥BOOM!!!💥IT'S THUNDER!!⚡⚡⚡OR is it a thunderous growl. As they wish, Beast is out. In short, Beast wipes them all, and Beasts is smart, first the Palladins, then the Priests, Archers can't pierce Beast's skin anyway. Palladins keep charging like suicidals, which works, Beast is injured, Priests do those flying magic and chanting that burns and suppresses Beast's vicious energy but, BYE BYE. Beast is THAT powerful..Dr. Flynn, in his best effort, able to save a Priest and he tells them to go back to the church and report what they encountered. And so he needs to keep a cleric for that priest too. He tells his comrade cleric too just drop it, run, and every other person who's still breathing too, he'll create a barrier, take all the medicine and healing stuff in his bag and just RUN FOR YOU FUCKING LIFE WE'RE NOT GONNA WIN THIS DON'T CARE ABOUT ME.."Here goes nothing." He thought, tries to sustain his barrier and finally he knows he's down too. The barrier dissolved, he's standing face to face with Beast, he's right in front of Beast's nose, his features softened, his hands out stretched.He's coming to god, he smiles.BEAST OPENS ITS MOUTHHe closes his eyes and whispers:" Take me" AND CHARGES FORWARD. John sees the last light before it closed on him._________________________________John wakes up in nest, it's rough. He smells blood and hears breathings. He thinks he's in a nightmare, he cries and shakes. Suddenly he feels slight movement, He quickly realizes he's in Beast's nest, it's in a cave. He freezes before the giant monster, why ain't he dead? Beast's one eye glows in the dark, looking straight at him, John knows what it wants.But should he cure Beast? This monster just wiped out others.He's hesitated but as Beast growls and gazes into him, he sees the pain.No animal should be in pain.He gathers his power and approachs it with all of his body, his palms pressing to Beast's wounds, Beast whines but doesn't move, John's healing it. His energy is warm and gentle. He closes his eyes to focus. Suddenly the rough surface he's touching turns soft.He opens his eyes to see a man collapsing between his arms.________________________He thinks it's morning, but the nature on this mountain is weird, he sees things clearly but he barely sees any sunlight. It's been a long while since this man stay sleeping on his chest.John's puzzled by how the Beast is a man, but he's exhausted. Best to wait for him to wake up and ask.John wakes up again by feeling hair snuzzling his cheeks, Beast is up, too!Uhm, someone, is up."Who are you." John asks. He doesn't receive an answer. Beast gives him a glance, gets up and goes outside. John gets up after Beast but he's slow, Beasts open his wings and dives into the air.John realizes their cave is in the cliff of the high mountain, he'll be dead if he attempts to escape. Frustrated, he stays within the cave and blacks out from exhaustion.______________The next time John opens his eyes, he sees water. He drinks it in a heartbeat. Then he sees some objects next to him. Pears, they seem. He picks them up and smells, and takes a bite. He eats all the pears in one go.Startling, he spots Beast sitting a distant from him."Who are you?" No answer."What's going on." Still no answer."Please say something!" It's dead silence.Beast pulls up and walks towards him. He shrinks in fear, what's going on?He's gasped when Beasts takes his wrist.The warmth.Heartbeat. His hand is touching Beast's chest. It calms him down.The man in front of him has one scarred eye and one good eye. It glows the same glow of the Beast.But in it there's no danger.Then he moves John's hand all over his body. John remembers the previous wounds, they healed. And he realizes he doesn't speak.Unmistakably, this man is the Beast he saved."Do you...have a name?"Beast looks at him, emotionless. He moves his hand up his face. His thumb brushes the scar running across Beast's eye."...One eye."The good eye blinks as he whispers the name.End of the meet between John Flynn and One Eye________________________________Thanks for asking x""""DDDD IDK WHY I WRITE LIKE A CHAPTER 1???? anyway you know the set ups and you must know how this is going too (which includes falling in love and well, some fucking. And more fights)I'm still not into fantasy but this was fun. It's leave this here.

[oflgtfol]

bc i cant stop thinking abt that dream.. im gonna elaborate on it because it was so detailed and so long and felt so real

so it started off with me in a small library but like, it was so cramped and the lights were off. bookshelves were everywhere, and most were like only waist high? strange adults were everywhere, standing against the walls/shelves or sitting in the aisles. all had their hands cuffed behind their backs or in front of them and they all had like, tape or something over their mouths. but there were some adults among them in bullet proof vests and with guns in their hands. i dont know the situation like i dont even think i acknowledged it in the dream but from context clues im p sure it was like a hostage situation

so im in there sneaking around, in the back of my mind i just Know that my parents and my brother are also in the room also sneaking thru the aisles. all the hostage adults are staring at me like, acknowledging that they know im here to help rescue them. so after a few close calls around corners almost getting caught by the gunmen i get to a somewhat open area, meanig that its still cramped but its a small square between bookshelves with a table and 2 chairs. theres a TON of hostages squeezed into this area. i knew that that was the objective, that i had to get there

so me and my family burst forward and the gunmen spot us, but the hostages all help us overwhelm the guys. the gunmen are shooting blindly into the crowd, aiming mostly for me and my family, and SOMEHOW everybody else dodges it but me. literally it went in slow motion and i saw it like in third person, watching it come towards me and i was like “watch it hit me lmao. oh fuck its actually gonna hit me”

so i get shot in my stomach during all this and the pain just, it wasnt all that bad really? like it felt like uhm. getting hit with a water balloon actually (i was just in a water fight yesterday and now upon realizing this its like.... did that contribute to this dream....) so then its all clear like the bad guys are defeated, it gets kinda blurry at this point but i know in some disembodied way that i told my parents after everything wrapped up when they were asking if everyone was okay that i was hit, and they like, didnt care. i was like “HEY i got SHOT in the stomach!” and theyre like k and it took them foreverrrrrrr to get me medical attention. and i wasnt even.. bleeding outwardly? so i was so worried about internal bleeding because like HEY i have a bullet in me so i must be bleeding somewhere like,,, come on lmao

the next like visual thing i remember is in the hospital. its been a while since like, i woke up so this is kinda blurry too but i remember being put into a wheelchair by some nurses.. ive been in a wheelchair only once and that was in 2nd grade but this one i was allowed to use like, on my own, so it threw me off? and at this point i was like, fuck, i’ve been shot before when i was little. i’ve done this before. i had to go into surgery and everything. but it was all vague flashes i could barely remember it but it felt a lot like when i remember the major things from my childhood that i just COMPLETELY forgot about for so long, like speech therapy? like i had gotten injured from a gun when i was less than ten years old and i just, forgot about that? i was like HOW did i forget about this

so i was already in the hospital at this point but for the one room, i wheeled up to the entrance and it felt kinda like the 11th/12th grade cafeteria entrance that i use in school?? a small double door, blank walls, kinda dark, empty, and there was a nurse checking us in. at this point i was surrounded by all my classmates from my ap lang class, or maybe not ap lang in particular idk since like all the ap kids are mostly grouped together despite class? idk man. but my classmates were literally all fine idk why they were there? they werent even there for checkups or anything (disregarding the fact that you dont get a check up at a hospital you get that at a normal doctors office..) so i was there in my literal wheelchair and the nurse was like “wait your turn!!” she was really snooty it was annoying i was like, word for word, “uhm HELLO i have a GSW in my abdomen!!!!!!” and my one classmate finally spoke up as he was being checked in he was like “uh hey brot is here and like, got shot, so i think she should go first lmao?” so the nurse finally smiled at me and admitted me in

and it led to this small cramped room where they scanned your entire body for every single thing wrong with it adn they displayed it on a board where everyone could see, including my classmates, and i was like ohh my god. oh my god. the nurses were like “hm you could eat better but overall you’re in good health!” and i was like DUDE thats embarrassing i dont want everybody to see all my minute issues and LIKE I AM LITERALLY INJURED I HAVE A BULLET IN MY STOMACH WHY ARE YOU DISCUSSING MY DIET WHEN THERE ARE MORE PRESSING ISSUES...

so finally we go into the actual room and its this giant giant mostly empty room, im remembering this room from my first go at this from when i was a kid. theres a table in the middle thats pretty big but has.. no chairs around it... but theres puzzles and weird bookmark things scattered around on it to keep you occupied, and then theres a single table far removed from everything else, only long enough for a body and slightly wider, and theres one identical to that on the other side of the room. and i know from when i was a kid that those are for surgeries and like, i KNOW this but i was like, wrow thats unsanitary lmao

so i go to the table in the middle because thats where you’re supposed to wait till you’re called for surgery, but im so ANXIOUS because like.. its surgery... and now im remembering more of it from when i was a kid like im remembering going into it, waking up from it... my classmates are all sitting on the table like its some casual after school thing, theyre all talking

and then i remember from the first surgery. i remember the surgery itself. i apparently wasnt put under for it. i was conscious during it. i was numbed out obviously but like, i was AWAKE, and that makes me SO fucking scared for my upcoming surgery. like, enough that some of my classmates sense that im getting more and more anxious so they start shoving the bookmarks in my face, and the bookmarks are like the weird ones from the library irl that have quotes on them, and like i cant even read any because im just so anxious like im keeled over in the wheelchair so anxious about it, and the fact that my classmates are trying to interact with me during this is just making it worse like i APPRECIATE trying to make me feel better but i CANNOT read right now

and like, i was never called for surgery? im sitting there until the sun sets, but i only know that because i eventually leave the room just needing to do SOMETHING and the hospital lobby, for all the people waiting for patients? is empty and the sky outside is the dark blue kind of like, twilight

i really dont know how this dream suddenly turns, like i cannot remember the breaching moment and idk if its because its been almost 12 hours since i woke from the dream or if there even WAS a breaching moment

but the next thing i know is that me and shannen are running (me wheeling furiously) along the top of some like, wall. and the hospital looming in front of us is now some sort of fortified citadel, and we’re on one of the defensive walls around it, theres towers and spires everywhere in the distance around the citadel. and theres fucking. ANGELS attackign the place. the angels are classic white dress wearing, harp playing, type creatures but their eyes are all closed and black tears are running down their faces, and literally everything else about them is white. the dresses are this weathered white, their skin is weathered white (like, like marble but without the darker lines yknow?), and their eyes + tears are the darkest things on them so they stand OUT. and their mouths are flat lines, also black like as if its like, lineart or something yknow? like their faces look like masks but they arent. they have harps in one hand and then LONG ass swords in their other hands and they are fuckign terrifying

so me and shannen are outside of the main area of attack and we stumble upon this part of the wall thats like, collapsed, and theres a fucking OCEAN next to the citadel. so the stones that have fallen into the water, theres some sort of chariot on it with the same kind of look as the angels, white + black accent kinda look to it. the chariot is low lying and theres a figure laying over it, collapsed, reaching forward at nothing almost like a zombie trying to move? and he.. god i wanna say it was icarus but i really dont know because i feel, deep down that his name started with an e but i have no idea what dude it would be then bc i know it was a guy from greek mythology somehow but IDK WHO... so this guy also has the same vibe as the angels but his face is like, a fuckign mess, like it looked like he was melting (maybe thats why i wanna say icarus idk) but the melted parts were black, plus the black eyes (whcih were semi open) and the black tears and his mouth was kinda open in a silent wail (also black). i wanna say he had black hair too but idk maybe the whole black mass on his overall head was just the melting.. and this melted black liquid is strewn all over the chariot and the stone block thats barely out of the water. and out of the water, behind the chariot, all the angels were bursting forward and heading to the citadel like as if it was the Angel Spawn Point

IDK it was such a weird fuckign sight it looked like a fallen angel but i just knew deep down that it was some guy from greek mythology but I DONT KNOW WHO IT WOULD BE especially with a name starting with e..!!!

anyway yeah i woke up then. the whole angel sequence was super short compared to the rest of the dream, but it was more on par with what i normally dream than the rest? like i dont recall ever having guns in my dreams except for maybe one dream in middle school that was like,,,,, nuclear apocalypse type thing......... and never have i ever been like, INJURED like that in a dream? i’ve died in dreams yeah but ive never been like.. shot.. the closest thing i can think of was that one weird borderline nightmare earlier this year where i died of internal bleeding in school due to school negligence..... hm!

like idk this was just such a weird dream i normally have very very wild dreams with a more fantasy element to them, and the mundane ones are just me in school or on tumblr, like ive never had like, an ACTION MOVIE kinda thing??

and it felt SO REAL like when i woke up i literally thought that i had some sort of repressed gun related traumatic event from my childhood that i was only uncovering now and it was only when i realized that i was in bed and not like, at the hospital with a gun wound in my stomach, that i was like oh haha no thats not real

[malunedyne]

aesthetic themed ask list: you know the drill fam, all of them now!

BRUUHHH IS THIS BLACKMAIL

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

will i ever be a successful writer/artist of any kind? how can i achieve that?

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

being able to be grateful and enjoy small things in life even if i feel like i’m at the peak of my dysthymia (lol)

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

a very random day i’m not sure why it got stuck on my head some +5 years ago when it was raining and i was outside my house, throwing lemons of my lemon tree towards the neighbors’ houses lmao

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

totally, i would start writing full time and maybe planning on doing some small trips before it

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

-visiting a foreign country (japan would be my dream)-publishing a work (either a book or a photograph in a prestigious place)-be truly in love and loved back

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

-she’s the only one who knows in EXPLICIT detail how my sublimation mechanism works, the biggest of my weakness, what makes me feel shame the most….. a college friend of mine, intellectually clever, emotionally not so much, shares big passion for the same EROS subject

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

-i can’t complain about it, i remember good things mostly, i still went outside and played but also enjoyed video games and cartoons; i was a loner but never felt lonely, my imagination compensated alla that

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

-in the first days of the year in front of my parents lol i was so done with everything

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

-i’d choose my father cause he surely would tell me some good stories or about the myths….. 

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

-that’s literally what going to therapy almost is lmao jks that’s not therapy well i think if i could feel reciprocated, i would

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

-3 am???? i guess it was my last best friend, but we barely think of each other now

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

-it would depend on a lot of things, honestly

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

-cute and it doesn’t give me the creeps to stare at directly, lmao (eyes too light give me anxiety to hold visual contact with)

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

“A Hero must struggle!” how can you know a Hero is a Hero without trouble though? isn’t life made out of trials? A Hero must not be just a muscular, strong figure who makes physical tasks, it also speaks of mental and intern fights too..... I wrote a whole paper on this and would surely write more about it

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

-1000 reasons why thinking everything will solve by itself later is a lie and a bad idea

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

-find another place to live with my family; travel. a fucking lot. but first, give my parents what they need to solve some financial and health issues. donate to environment protection orgs, buy shittons of gaming and anime merch like the hopeless half-arsed grown adult i am

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

-I can forgive anyone but it takes some time. I like being like that, everything that hurts me i sublimate later through my writings, so even that displeasure, has a /creative/ function in my life

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.-bitchyou’re dumb as hell, but wise as fuck. you don’t give three fucks about time,enjoy it while you can. you may have encountered yourself with people who tryto hurt you, mess with you and you feel bad about yourself, but it’s not yourfault in the slightest, nor they are right. never allow them to be in controlof YOUR emotions. you need to stand for yourself and yourself only, you don’tneed to prove shit to no one. Write. Write. Write. and never stop. use everythingand turn it into words: good, bad, fears and dreams. 

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

both depending on the #mood

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain

piercings aren’t really my thing but I like tattoos (not hardcore-like tho), I’ve think of getting one but I get overwhelmed and my mom would kill me lol (if my siblings agreed on getting a small Triforce tattoo and each of us pick one part /i’d pick wisdom tho/, i’d be more than happy to get it done) 

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

I used to wear mascara (but i caught an eye infection, lol), now i just do the basics: powder and lipstick.

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

uhm….. i owe led zeppelin a lot because it supported me thru the worst of my first major depressive episode, and i have a thing with Pink Floyd The Wall….. I used to listen it on repeat thru the last straw of it, so it naturally makes me feel depressive and somewhat suicidal ???? but just in thought….. I can’t listen to Dark Side of the Moon because I feel useless as well lol

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

we need to stop being arrogant, selfish and stupid enough to think everything is here to serve us; we can’t dissociate ourselves from nature and the environment as if we were self-sufficient.

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

oh now this is sad lol

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

the person who will spend their life with me, and where to find them

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

uhmm….. hehe

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

i set /most of times/ my stuff for the next day, uniform; i eat/drink something and put a glass of water beside my bed, wear my pajamas, pray a little for the people i love, or render thanks for stuff, and think of my stories or some gay shit before till i fall asleep (if i’m lucky enough, i get to dream of it as well)

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?

-same as u fam @electroma89, I want my parents to know my interest in writing and such, just like my father does buuuuuuuuuuut the topics of my interest i doubt they’ll understand and it’s a total wild card trying to guess how they would react like

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

have u seen MCU’s Gamora? that’s how I’d wear my hair

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

-uh….. lol idk, i’ve always have wanted to go to somewhere quiet and watch the stars

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.

-Peace and Love on Planet Earth….. is there anything that’s worth more?-having self discipline….. i swear to Hylia lots of my problems could be avoided that way-meet someone who loves me and i can love back….. my life has placed me in the worst places to know people, i swear…..

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

-i’ve never dressed for halloween, but i’d like to; though i can’t think of any rn lol

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

-opening up to people more than i should had

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

-hurt someone from my loved ones; steal from the poor

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

-only one song??? FUCK i couldn’t say a person, but i’m sooooo special with songs i’m not sure….. maybe Le Cygne by Camil Saint-Saens, maybe that one

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

-i’ve never been, i’ve been infatuated, but in love? as in love for real? i don’t think so

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

-i was thinking in cutting my hair real short…. i might do it next year

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

-i’d trust anyone who acknowledges i love italian sodas instead of coffee lmao

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

-getting some writings done and figuring out what to do once my internship trial is over

BRUH this is some deep shit for real omfg

[musicalmarauder]

Tagged by @dragonsfire Again, thanks for tagging me and I’m sorry it took so long.

Rules: You must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

THE LAST 1.Drink: Dr K 2.Phone call: A work friend who picked me up after my drunk ass could not get my car home the night before. 3.Text message: My boyfriend. 4.Song you listened to: Backhug-Snuper 5. Time you cried: Friday night when I got home super drunk and everyone was yelling at me for being annoying at 3am. 6.Dated someone twice: I have a crap memory. Some hs time. Idk. 7. Been Cheated on: Have not to my knowledge. 8.Kissed someone and regretted it: No idea. I’ve been dating the same guy for four years. My memory doesn’t last that long. 9.Lost someone special: My dog shortly before thanksgiving. 10.Been depressed: New Years was the worst.  11.Gotten drunk and thrown up: Friday......I was already drunk when we left work than my friends took me to another bar so in the 40 minutes before closing, had two shots and two drinks on top of already drunk. Not fun when I got home.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 1. Orange 2. Green 3. Blue

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… 15.Made new friends: Yes. 16.Fallen out of love: Nope. Unless you count me falling out of love with Randl/gmm. 17.Laughed until you cried: Yes. @nostrilmoth ate a tomato whole the other week and the juice squirted out of her mouth like a cherub fountain. I could not be calmed down. 18.Found out someone was talking about you: Don’t think so. 19.Met someone who changed you: I don’t think so?

20.Found out who your true friends are: Probably revealed who my true friends aren’t more so cuz I give so few fucks....

21.Kissed someone on your Facebook list: I’m friends with my bf?

GENERAL… 22.How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Most, as far as I know. 23.Do you have any pets: A greyhound.

24.Do you want to change your name: I’ve settled into my name. Maybe my last name to get away from paternal last name. 25.What did you do for your last birthday: Haven’t the foggiest. 26.What time did you wake up: Noonish. 27.What were you doing at midnight last night: As in two hours ago? Watching Hit the Stage. 28.Name something you cannot wait for: [Side note: I’m so jealous that you’re going to the Monsta X concert. I can’t justify the money cuz I just bought tickets to see Rhett and Link when they tour] Uhm, Day6 June comeback. Obviously.

29.When was the last time you saw your mother: 7ish? 30.What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Not always having to worry about money.

31.What are you listening to right now: Monsta X-....I Need You? Idk. The name is in Korean. Niga piryohae? [I don’t have korean keyboard on my computer or I’d type it not in crap romanization. 32.Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: My driving instructor. 33.Something that is getting on your nerves: BLACKPINK STILL HAVEN’T GIVEN DETAILS ABOUT SUPPOSED SPRING COMEBACK. SPRING IS ALMOST FUCKING OVER. WHERE IS MY FUCKING BLACKPINK. 34.Most visited website: Youtube, probably.  35.Elementary: Do I answer where I went? Shannon Johnson. 36, High School: Lakota East 37.College: The Ohio State University 38.Hair color: Naturally dark brown, currently with ombre into blonde that I need to cut and redye before it just looks like I have 2002 style tips. 39.Long or short hair: Medium. 40.Do you have a crush on someone: Usually do.

41.What do you like about yourself: My hair when I actually wash it.

42.Piercings: I’ve had my ears done a million times but I let them grow back so now I just stab through if I need them. 43.Blood type: How do people know the answer to this question? 44. Nickname: Magz. Didn’t I already answer this? 45.Relationship status: Been dating the same guy since September 2013. 46.Zodiac sign: Libra 47.Pronouns: She/her 48.Favorite tv show: Shadowhunters, which is about to come back!!!! 49.Tattoos: Nah.

50.Right or left hand: Right.

FIRST… 51.Surgery: Idk. Tonsils removed when I was like 3ish? 52.Piercing: I don’t know. 5ish. 54.Sport: I don’t do sports. 55.Vacation: Fuck if I know??? How would I know this?? 56.Pair of trainers: What the fuck!

MORE GENERAL… 57.Eating: leftover shrimp lomein 58.Drinking: Dr K, I definitely answered that one. 59.I’m about to: do another tag or watch hit the stage. 61.Waiting for: This tag to be over bc I’ve lost all hope of ever reaching the end. I feel like I’ve made no progress and will never see the light of day again [I’m joking. Thanks for tagging me.] 62.Want: to go on vacation. 63.Get married: I’m more iffy on this post college graduation than I was first semester of college. 64.Career: I have an English degree that I don’t know what to do with. So I’m a waitress at my in law’s sports bar.

WHICH IS BETTER… 65.Hugs or kisses: Hugs but depends on the person in particular **I’ll keep that answer cuz you right. 66.Lips or eyes: Eyes. 67.Shorter or taller: Taller. 68.Older or younger: Older, I guess. But I prefer people close to my age either way. 70.Nice arms or nice stomach: Oooh. Tummy. But arms are good too.

71.Sensitive or loud: Loud, so I can be annoying with them. 72.Hook up or relationship: Relationship.

73.Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant bc I am too anxious for troublemakers.

HAVE YOU EVER… 74.Kissed a stranger?: No. 75.Drank hard liquor? : Yes.  76.Lost glasses contact/lenses? : Sunglasses count? 77.Turned someone down?: Yes. 78.Sex on first date?: No. 79.Broken someone’s heart?: Idk. 80.Had your heart broken?: Yes. 81.Been arrested?: No. 82.Cried when someone died?: My dog.  83.Fallen for a friend?: Always.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… 84.Yourself?: Sometimes. 85.Miracles?: Not really. 86.Love at first sight?: No. 87.Santa Claus?: No, but I believe in the magic of him. <3 Lol. Christmas is my fav time of year. 88.Kiss on the first date?: I’ve never had a date that wasn’t already a friendship before, so yes up to this point I guess? 89.Angels?: No.

OTHER…. 90.Current best friend’s name: Liz! <3 91.Eye color: Hazel. 92. Favourite movie: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

I don’t know why I thought the 2-3am hour was the best time to catch up on tags.

[throwingideasatthewall]

Clone Wars    Episode 10

        Lair of Grievous

An interesting     episode title

 For sure

 [Quote]

  Most powerful is he who controls      his own power

I really    Like       This      Quote

Being a fan of ... accountability

Notably

“Vice      Gunroy

   Escapes,”

Ahhhhh

   I mean?

 The        Episode      Before       Was      (Marginally)         Better        ....         

   To         It’s    Pre      de   cessor

 Why     do       I         Get        The         Feeling             This          Is        Gonna           Be           A         Long        Run..?

    Any       way

    That’s         Going

    Only       that         one         Guy

    No...       -Body         Else

   Uhm

  Kit        Fisto

  What?!

  Okay

 Guess

   His      design        Looks           Neat

    And          No         Ahsoka!       (The         Bad       Parts.)

“Gun-”

 “And     Return    Him       Just-”

Ena     bling!      Where       he’ll      be     put        in      a     cell       with   other     inmates   that   don’t    deserve     that

And       a     distraction      from   reckoning       with       the     consequences       of     his     actions

(And    the     hope     of     getting      out)

“ I know we’re in the middle of     nowhere,”

 I like this   guy

He sounds cool

Has a personality

(An over involved        one?”

But generally good

This might help my     nerves     after     last     episode

Very     chill

Nice

- Oh spoke     too     soon

So has your old Padawan       Dolved

???

Seriously, does everyone keep track of everyone else’s       Padawan

Obi-Wan, it made sense because he’s an   over involved       dick

But, seriously

Shouldn’t that     be   left    To   Yoda as the grand high   Jedi?

He is the guy that okay’s these requests, right?

It’ll   be   great   to   see   Nadar   again

Dude,     he’s   busy

“ i’ll   transmit      the   coordinates      for      the     ren      dez      vous     point,”

Hey     they   got   Ahsoka right!

Maybe     this     episode     won’t   be     a     headache

(Also they just casually    help him      stalk    his apprentice?

 Like,     that   should     be     his   choice

Like yeah  two heads are better than one but that doesn’t mean he agrees   to be a two- headed dragon

Dick   move

And-       It’s    Gone        (to be fair,       it’s only       slightly         too     much         Tone         Than      Ne    cess     ary

“Yet,”

  No

“Good hunting”

  NO!

Well....         It’s       Over,

Okay....

Nice     backgrounds,

This is a really neat   land

Oh, now     they’re     landing

Oh,     cool

Fog     -gy

Neat

Po   -or     Be     -epy              Ro      -bot

 He   can’t     see     any       -thing

“you’ll     be    fine      R6,”

You   have   legs

Not   pleas   ed

Hav   ing         A               Good      Time

“Nadar,”

*Bows*

Dear   frick   who   invited   him   here?

Like,     Dude

Even     if     the     Gen   shares     the   same   inspiration     as   you,       you   still   have     to     obey         by    the   rules     of       tox

 Aka   you   don’t     get     to   be    a   dick   just   because     it’s      a     differ     ent      gen

You   get   kicked       to     the   accoun   -t- ability     curve,         just      as   well

Walk                Ing        into            Some’s      bus    -i      ness      un   warrant   ed    And   un    -ask-      ed     For     Is      Tox

  And     then,           to    follow       it      up,      with       hey          you        did        well       on the           test          we make         you        take!”

    To     prove        we     can’t     assume    authority        over      you

 [Jedi   master     ship         I     believe]

  I’m surprised dude doesn’t say      ‘yeah       your     stupid   club         sucks,”

 “ i’m     sorry        the      war    pre      -vented     me       from   seeing     your      train    ing   through     to    the   end”]

wait   dude’s        Mentor     bitched    out     and      he      still      had       to      take         the         test?!

Murder      is       now      on      the      table!*

   Note; this is a joke

    I   never   advocate   death   over   account   ability

But, geez       Dude got     screwed      over

   You     were      missed    master

 How    old       is     he?

 I’m   going    with   adult-

Knight     Ok      he    has   enthusiasm   

We’re   all   good!

Then    let’s    have     a     look

Allow       me     to     show        the     way

Trans   lation;      Stop    ass    um      ing    

au     tho  rity

Good     for      him

Pretty    pow.

Also   yeah   just   casually   found

“Charming,”

That’s      a   back   -handed   compliment

Like   calling   something   “quaint”

 Dude     if     you’re   going   to      be    on          this             Quest,        Be      Nice,

 Look   after    the   ships

Oh     those     poor      guys

What       happens     to them?

  [Also     ships?]

Okay

 So,     Sith     mon     astery

No      Guards

It’s a Sith   mon    as     tery     surrounded   by     fog

Clearly       they      were      going       for      stealth

[And     it       Is    pretty      re       mote]

The   ent       rance     looks   sealed

 Yeah      It’s    Old

Possibly     -came in the      back    entrance

 And hoped       no one     wou ld    suspect

[We   specialize     in   ma   king   entrances]

Should     n’t     Dude          (Jedi)     Know       That

  Their,       Jedi

   Also        yeah       the      place     clearly      built       for    stealth

    Let’s       bomb       open        the       front       door

     Not        like        they         could       sneak        out            a          back          way

     This           will   ��    make         less         noise

      Thank            you      common          sense

       But,              It           will            still             allow           them                 a              lot              of             time               To              Es              cape

          Like;    

This why staking out is     important

Patience     the both        of you

 THE      NERVE!

  Dude       he got here         First!

   You        wanna         help?

  Be     back up!

 “ A second look     usually      pays       off,”

   On hand,     yes- scouting      ahead       is      good

  On the    other-

   DICK           way        of        put      ting       it

   You      want        to        explore?

    Do          it      your        self

  You      just     assu      med       author        ity       over        a  wh-          ole      group          of      people

      Stopping             them              from             doing              their              thing

[I’m     fully       expec        -ting        him         to       snap          at         five

Like he’s being   pretty   enab-     ling

But   Dude’s       being         a      prick

  [pla  -ying by the        rule of      “But,”         Inst         ead         Of       “Or,”           Or        “And,”

   During          their      re    latively       func   -tional   mission

[dude     never     said      he    couldn’t      blow      up        the        mon     astery

  Just    stated         the fact         and        went        about          his           biz

A nice     factor

 “What’s       this,”

    A      stone

   Bull         -shit

 Whelp

   Smug        Ass

    You        smell         that?

 Arro   gance?

[let him     get    caught     in     a      trap]

“ smells        like     droids,”

 Metal      Does      -

 It’s     too dark to see      anything

   There’s       white       bulbs

Also     [Forgot to     mention],      Chek       Ov’s         Gun?

[For     the    Gun]

 Whelp

  They          Have        Lights

 [Also,            Dark       side      shadowing]

   Whelp

    Hey         at least        there’s not as much point

     Whelp

[I sense     there’s something     here]

 Yeah?!

 Was          that       not          the whole point?

 Whelp,

 A rusted     out      old      factory

   Whelp

    Poss-          Ibly

    Watch-           Ing

    “Ssh,”

      You         sure        about         that?

    Whelp

  “Well     that was   some thing,”

   Jedi,         you gonna            do anything      about that?

    Whelp

    Dude          Taking         point

     Aga       -in

   Whelp

 Ordering      someone else’s     troops

  [I seriously hope        that       comes to bite him         in the ass]

     Roger          Roger

     Crud         it’s the moon                             clones!

No,      just droids up the stairs

Neat

They     don’t see     that?

 Whelp

 Vice   Roy

What’s    going          on

  They     robots;      they’re        already     designed      to protect     you

Also;        BAIT!

The Jedi        are here

 Trap!

Also they’re     walking         side-by-side      Nice

 That’s     totally        someone      else     I       call        it

 “ I know       they’re             near,”

    Voice    recording?

    Whelp

    They’re          right       behind         you

    What,       where        do   something?

 Def       -initely       a   diff      -erent   per   -son

Whelp

Taking    longer     than     expect     (ing)

“ Have      you ever killed a Jedi?”

 These    guys have time for    this

When   fighting to fully trained adult       Jedi

BS

Those basic      clankers

There the  basic mooks   that gets mowed down   in the hundreds

Bs

Good   Commentary

Bad     timing

Oh   now   it speeds   up

Good for   them

They   were   loo   -king   pretty   lame

 Whelp

Stop   playing    with     them!

Republic     Dogs

Restraint

Shut    the     fuck      up

  It took hours

 Because

“restr       aint,”

Against    

Mach      inery

 “ i’m   sorry     master,”

Don’t   apologize

  He’s     being       a     prick

  Like      even       by      my     stan-      dards

  [ignor-         ing        the       war]

     He      turned        a fun       exercise       again        st        machinery     boring

       By           micro         managing          every           one

    -carried         Away

     This          -dick

      Those that have power       should restrain themselves          from using it

     Against         machines?

       Dude....

      I stick pretty closely to one          moral code

       And there was nothing even remotely     reprehensible

       About           That           Deal

      Yeah,        if they were sentient

       But, they act just like normal   robots               Running on         prot      ocol           Alone

    Giv         ing        no       hint          to       sen     tience

    Your complaint        literally         comes          down

    To        chopping them into          one           or more pieces

        That’s            extremely              overcontrolling          and              overbearing

        Not to mention to       reprimand        someone....

       Dick            Move 

      That’s          the         point

    Least        it        had       dark       ened      lighting

 “Lieuten        ant,”

Called    it

  Also     way      to      go     dip shits

  You left a com that can be traced back to your exact location

   Whelp

  Okay...

  The tracking          beacon

   Yeah

They knew   we were coming

 And   didn’t send a trap

Instead sene a thing     that can be traced back to the location

Should’ve known   Gunnery wasn’t here

 No,   you should’ve exercised caution

Well at least he isn’t blaming-

Screaming

Yes   he   would’ve

That    was     the     first     tip    off

Also;     clones?

 I apologize     for the deception

 Bull shit

I apologize for my     colleagues

 -What?

  Dude

Seriously

 How easy are you trying to make it for them to find   you?

Count      Dooku  

Why      Dude?

Oh   Wait   enablers   

Guess   this is their     tea     sess

 Okay    hit us     with        that       snark   

    ....

   Light     Roast

   He   honestly     seems       so       sad

   What

    This          has        got          to            be          a        trap

    No shit

   “Catch         Some          One,”

   No   not the vibe I got

  Also     there’s      the     clone

 Wondered     where      he     went

  “To      Catch,”

  Whelp

  Wow

  What?!

   Well

  Looks      like     someone      likes    creepy      statues  

   (I know       there’s       likely       some       deep        lore)

   Shrine

   Dude this whole place looks like a   monastery/castle?

   You’re just        figuring out        This might be some     ancient     something     or another

 It’s on a foggy     planet,         Huge,       Em-bedding      And   desolute

It basically screams     basic cult

 “Warrior,”

 I was going with   barbarian, but   that   works

Whelp

Weird  

 Juices

Nope        Metal

 Grievous      Cult

This is the lair of   General Grievous

 Are you sure it’s not    a cult?

 Like   I don’t know

But    I wouldn’t keep     Reminders     of how I was        brutally dismembered       Around

  IDK

Maybe I’m just not that    extra

Whelp     Dear     Frick

Back     to    the   thing

Also   yeah   don’t     leave

Get    Rein    force    ments

(I know I roast   Plo   about this all the time)

But    A few more Jedi      Might be useful      Against       a guy      With   multiple   hands

(Or at least     tell them       Your       Lo      cation,         What         a       quick    summary)

  So   they know what they’re getting into   if you disappear under   “mysterious   circumstances,”

Oh, plane

Oh,   Grievous

Looks   like     he’s doing   good for   himself

Seems       happy

Never    mind

Guess where  ignoring that   thing

With     The     Comms

Stale      mate

He   honestly   looks    sad

You   have   lost   your   focus

I mean   so far   he hasn’t   won shit

I’m honestly     surprised   he got it this far

Especially considering you’re the   negative overinvolvement side

Sidious       demands   more     dramatic   results

“ can’t   believe   I came   back    to   working   here,”

More   dead   Jedi

Did    he    kill     a   bitch?

(I would say   good for him          but    death<   Acco untability-)

You   expect   victory     over     Jedi

   Is battle        Droids

   It does    require      a brain

   And     a willingness     to escalate

   Oof

 Seriously,     Just       leave

  Whelp

  These        must be   trophies

  Jedi      he’s   murdered

  Isn’t the str- the Ed-    braid!        Thing       only     for   Padawan’s      Like,        you      don’t      seem        to       have       one

   So yeah       Grievous     probably killed a lot of children

     There    are        so      many

  Maybe      don’t      send     children       to fight       your battles

 Why      Would Dooku        want to set a        trap for his best general

    Minion disposing       Tea?

     Also, why are you      playing         into it?

   Like,         fair enough,           don’t turn down free      Intel

  But,      you could set a trap         and          be doing other things

   Like hunting down     Vice Roy   it doesn’t     make     sense

 “Are       we     the     bait      or      is   grie      -vous     the   -bait,”

Good   question

Definitely grievous though

 He was clearly      offered up      as a   distraction     From   Vice Roy

We    must    consider     who the trap          is for

  Grievous

  You’re      supposed    to     take     him      out

 Your   droid     is   track       ing      an     in       coming      ship

  Here      we     go

Match       es       the   descrip     tion

 Keep     out      of    sight

Whoa   whoa    hold     up

Why    are    they    calling     and     answering      to     you

These     are   Raden’s   troopers

Dude    has   literally   hijacked     his    whole      life

Dude       just     kick     him

 Like   fourth    time    but   ,seriously;

Capturing        him     could      turn      the     tide     of the   war

They’re      literally   handing     him      to you      on a       silver       platter

Dude - needs a break

If      he doesn’t know we’re    here

Instantly down to     do    Dooku’s     Dirty     Work

 “We     need        a      plan,”

  That’s     what      he     just   said

Whelp

That’s   neat

Cool

Mood   lighting   works

Guards

Does he even know what   happened?

Or   did      Sidious/Dooku     set up      this   elaborate      trap     while       he      was      out

   And       he’s      just    coming     home      like;

   Why        is       the     place       so     heckin    trashed

 Whelp

 Dick

 Dude      didn’t sign up for this

  Welcome      home     general

  Half willing to give it to you

 Whelp

*Oh*

Cough        ing

 Don’t     let     him       cut     the     line

Whelp  

  Heck

 He’s       Trying

 “ Don’t make me destroy you,”

 If they try to foreshadow that ear     lier

   No            Bad

   Ter         rible

 Whelp

 Seriously    did they just    reattach his    legs??

 Also,           They really did not bring anything else to capture him   with

 Besides   cables

To      Grab

 And nothing to tie him up   with

How did they    think     this was going to   go?

Argh

Just got     slap   stick        ed

Haha

“Pack     him      up”           ?

  Whelp

  Dude       they      are     just   knocked     out

 Whelp  

 Neat

Walking   a little   funny

Whelp

The clones get in the way

No   you        didn’t         bring   anything      to   restrain    him   with

“Taken     him,”

   Dude he just said       “taken”

   Not like he said    “killed”

   The most objectionable thing he said    in that     was     blaming   the clones   for his failure

  And   clearly    that     isn’t   your   issue

Narrowing  of the eyes was a    good   reaction

(Pretty sure the darkness is     Him putting unwonton pressure   and guilt tripping      (Gas        lighting)

 He’s just too much of a   coward     to say anything     because he can be held     accountable            At the      fifth      thing

 Let’s     tend      to     the   wounded

 Good      job   reflect     ing   mate

Whelp

Docter   where are you?

 Don’t    be upset with me     master

Geez

Dude does need a   break

Even     his     own     lair      is   toxic

Conversation

Rrgh

Look

Aww

Spare       parts

 Off

Body   guards

Remotely   deactivated      for       a    re-charge

Oh   so they weren’t killed

Gosh   dude came back to      A bunch of droids   laying   dead on the ground        Like;

“These.. aren’t. mine,”

Dude      is    having      a    tough     day

 Argh

 Not   good

Good

Lock down the   Perimeter

Good for   him

Whelp

Looks,     Better

Whelp

Watching

Yeah, those guys are dead from   grievous

He wacked  them with metal claws

Those     guys   don’t   have   a   single piercing mark on them

Nor     dented   helmet

Not ready to take on grievous

No one is

Dude has   robotic      arms

It’s time   we   retreated

Make sure to bring something to       restrain him   next time

Whelp

Grievous isn’t doing anything

Good     for him

“ You are    not going anywhere,”

Well, he tried

He WAS   just given          An ultimatum   from his boss

Gotta       stop    caring     about     those      things

“ Guess    we’ll have to fight       after all,”

 Or       blow open the                                door

Or   sizzle     it     open     with   your   light   sticks

 Lots     of   options

Bring      scout

Aight

Whelp     those guys are dead

Also   how did they even find   them?

Okay, that one makes sense because he was parked literally 5 feet from the base

  Fair   Game

Get out of there R6

Good for him

Whelp

That one   guy...

Whelp...

Yet

Good     for     him

 Of

R6

You told him to   leave

Dick

You surprise attack him

Call hypocrite, fair fight

Aaw, he’s   nice

Fair

Whelp

 Shit

Straight to the point

Doom       Man      -sion

Here        we     come

Whelp

Dude with the force       can’t lift one guy

Well 

General

Dude one trap   and you’re ready to call it quits

Lame

We’ve seen the lower levels of your home

No you haven’t

You were on ground level

And you only just saw anything below that   now

“ we’re not impressed,”

Dude speak for   yourself

Also,    fun

 Good     way       to        heal

   “Good, Good, Jedi,”

   This should be entertaining

        - way to heal-

   “You shall provide    sport for me,”

Like;           That

  Whelp

   Good        time            to       entertain          our        guests

        He’s             a           good            host

      Whelp

      Dude          has            a         dinosaur

       And       bots

     Dude         level       spiked          for           a          moment

    Hmm

    Nice

    Oof

    That       sounds     painful

   Armor       Patches

  “Contrary to your belief     I have other things to do,”

       Good              for            him

 He rans    a med channel

 “ go see to it my   repair,”

   Implaments            (?)

*Impale     Ments

   There may be   some discomfort

  But I’m pretty sure   he was already uncomfortable

   Argh

No sedatives

Off

Weak       link

Whelp

Surprised     his  pistol    did anything

Like seriously   even the swords would take   a few   whacks

There we go stabbing it with a sword

Your   knight   instinct

Whelp

And that clown just became the damsel

Whelp

Whelp

Fail

Guess     he’s   dead

 Or   broke     something

Splat noises   are kind of   humorous

So it could just be a   broken   nose

Great

Whelp

Instinct

Grievous is going to pay for this

Dude he made a humorous   “Splat” sound

“Splat”  is not       a     death   sound

   It      is      a     broken     nose   sound

“Destroy      him,”

I understand your pain

No, this is the time to take the kid away from the   bad situation

(Or actually give him the        don’t kill things talk)

   That’s the better option

   (Since he is still an adult and         can make his decision)

“ but you forget your teachings   Nadar,”

Not like that

  That is how you get       hit in the face

But in this war   strength prevails

 He literally   does have a point

  You two survived because of     “superior genetics”

You’ve literally been   hustling him since day one

And revenge is fine   in terms of accountability

 If someone stabs you,      You’re allowed to stab    him back

   Abusers?        Get their        abuse        back

Specifically in Murder

 The dead      isn’t alive     to take revenge

 And while he is right       that accountability is better

  That murder doesn’t   equal murder

   Because of         the belief          That all (human)         Sentient life          Inherently makes       the world better        By the possibility of them        contributing good

    Which is why         I advocate        accountability

     The way         dude is handling it          is shitty

      Firstly; all those present to the body are considered   enablers, if   they      enable     murder

And   everyone     who     sees      the     body       has       to        be          on       high      alert

  And   accountability      on     sight

 Because        if       you     five rules           A       Murder         -er...

  Point being dude should.     shut the fuck up and     help him find this dude

   The rules have changed

  Yes, yes they have

“ perhaps you are the one that has changed,”

  Shut up toxic

     Dick

    Enabling selfish dick

 “ come now,”

   He realized he fucked up

 “ We   need to move    now,”

  There’s         no     saving      that

  Whelp

  Skipped       past       that

   Looks      better

   “Gor,”

    He      named          it

    Oh

   Where       are      they

 Yeah wait what happened with the   doors?

 “Gor...”

 Aww       He     sounds     so    sad

Argh

Oof

That     pissed him off

Incoming     message from Count   Dooku

 Oh,       Good

 The Jedi have infiltrated your Lair

  Damn

 He   really   didn’t     tell     the     man   about   anything

Your   recent   defeats      at    their   hands

  Wow,         Dude can Literally not get a   break

   You just called him    five minutes     ago

 Fuck you

  He looks so       Tired

     And          Done

“Reassess      your    effectiveness,”

  Oh     that’s bound to piss him        off

 That you actively did   that

I’m expecting a face   Heel turn

 “You”

 There      we      go

  “ you   deactivated       my     Guards,”

    Oh....

[I assumed he just    forgot]

“ You let the Jedi      in,”

  No actually   they found a magic brick

  Unless Count Dooku  just so happen       to press    the button           at        the       same       time

Which      if so      nice

  Makes       dude’s overconfidence   even sweeter

“ so you would testing me,”

  Dick

 And he’s starting to look     It

  Oops

He’s pissed now

 Like I know this is     culminating in a fight scene

  But I would just love     if  just walked downstairs.        And was like     yes      I will go with you

 Out     of     Spite

“ i’ll play your little game,”

  In your condition you need your   rest

  I will rest when the Jedi     are dead

 Oh so that’s how they capture   him

 Maybe after he kills the   young one

Sentry

Those robots do     nothing

Whelp

Control      Room

 He’s         Done

Oh,        what do we have    here?

Oh,    this is what he does?

Master      the Jedi are about to enter the control room

  Snarky      little     shit

“Nadar,     get   inside,”

 Yeah,         No

Ahh

Nadar

Cutting       out      the    abuser

  Whelp

Absolutely       can       kick        ass

Surprised       no     one      who   understands   accountability

“Greetings     young      Jedi,”

 Greetings Boomer

“How       Ex       citing,”

   Neat

And   Meta

 Defeat       us       all

You’re one person   but I accept the understanding

  Get him     Master

Oh    he gets to see his apprentice die on the   big screen

Wait, where is the other   Jedi

Where-

Oh no

Self-awareness

 Oww

 But that wouldn’t kill a     determined

Whelp he accepted death

“No,”

Yep, he’d rather die than live in the world   you made

Enabler

(Technically;    Both of you)

 Welp I will kill you all

Do you hear me Jedi

Do you hear me

Fair   game

Enablers       kill   enablers

  No     one   wins

“ R6      is that you?”

How?!

Meet me at the   south landing   platform

I’m coming for you next   Fisto

Whelp, i’ll be   gone by the time you get here

Dick

Whelp

R6, I’m at the platform

Going     somewhere

How?!

But   also OK

Whelp

Hmm

Fan Technique should actually help in the   fog

Whelp

Pawn In Dooku’s game

That power will only   consume you

Like you

Flaunting it

Right now

Unless his battery   gives out...

Whelp

Ok

 Cheating

How   quickly   power      can   switch     hands

  Whelp  Enabled

 Expect      ed

Accom     plishment

 So   there’s   room   improvement

 Oof

“His heart was in the right place,”

  Not      accountability

“ to answer power         with power                 It’s not the Jedi   way,”

      HAHAHaHa

    What’s the title of this     again?

  Star         WARS      The        Clone           WARS

It takes   two to tango

  Feckin hypocrites

  In this WAR

 HAHAha

“ A danger there Is,”

I feel bad    for the   voice actor   that had to say that   with a   straight face

Nailed it   perfectly well

“Oof losing who we are,”

Oh, that scene

 Chills.

  Oh

                I REALLY liked this episode

It was funny   self-aware   and even   had some good moments with the villains

 Also

   They killed a           motherfucking dragon

      *Named              Gore

      * excuse          language

[oshredlight]

…SHOULD WE KNOW US A LITTLE BETTER TAG… tagged by @horsemilkcancleanyoufromyoursins ~ RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20ppl…

THE LAST: 1. Drink: cola 2. Phonecall: my brother 3. Text message: my mom 4. Song you listend to: baby baby - winner 5. Time you cried: last night  6. Dated someone twice: / 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: / 8. Been cheated on: ...two years ago? i don’t exactly remember 9. Lost someone special: last september  10. Been depressed: what if i’m depressed on a daily basis 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: /

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: blue, purple, black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: no 16. Fallen out of love: yes 17. Laughed until you cried: yes 18. Found out someone was talking about you: no 19. Met someone who changed you: no 20. Found out who your friends are: . . yes 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: no lmao

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: none  23. Do you have ans pets: a dog and a cat 24. Do you want to change your name: nah 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: nothing special 26. What time did you wake up: 08:30 am 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: listening to music 28. Name something you can’t wait for: EXO’S COMEBACK 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: 10 minutes ago 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: ...everything about myself? 31. What are you listening right now: u got me - got7 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: nope 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: my own self lmao 34. Most visited Website: twitter and youtube 35. Elementary: done 36. High School: we don’t talk about that 37. College: / 38. Haircolor: light brown 39. Long or short hair: long 40. Do you have a crush on someone: kind of?  41. What do you like about yourself: my sense of humor and my hair 42. Piercings: / 43. Bloodtype: B+ 44. Nickname: Ele / El 45. Relationship status: single 47. Pronouns: she/her 48. Favorite TV Show: the walking dead 49. Tattoos: none 50. Right or left hand: right 51. Surgery: none 52. Piercing: / 53. Sport: basketball 55. Vacation: i loved visiting Tuscany 56. Pair of trainers: i don’t have one

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: :/ 58. Drinking: water or cola 59. I’m about to: do nothing lmao 61. Waiting for: idk:( 62. Want: uhm idk 63. Get married: NOO 64. Career: i want to be a lawyer but ... lmao 

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: hugs 66. Lips or eyes: eyes 67. Shorter or taller: taller 68. Older or younger: older 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: idk? 71. Sensetive or loud: sensetive 72. Hook up or relationship: relationship 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant 

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: no 75. Drank hard liquor: no 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: no 77. Turned someone down: no 78. Sex in the first date: no 79. Broken someones heart: no or at least i don’t think so 80. Had your heart broken: yes 81. Been arrested: no 82. Cried when someone died: yes 83. Fallen for a friend: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: lmao 85. Miracles: idk 86. Love at first sight: maybe 87. Santa Claus: no lol 88. Kiss in the first date: it depends 89. Angels: no

OTHER: 90. Current best friends name: Liliana 91. Eyecolor: dark brown 92. Favorite movie: i can’t choose one rip

[shadowclarys]

it's in that good doggy gifset and the one of izzy arriving at the iron sisters, her skin looks so white in those. again, no hate, it's just a friendly tip because i love your gifs. have a nice day! :)

about the good doggy post: oh yeah :/ it’s the coloring. it’s not the coloring i usually use (it’s not even mine) and that scene is sooooo damn hard to color ): the problem is, well, first of all, that scene is impossible to color xD the other is that my coloring (which most of the times doesn’t whitewash characters) just doesn’t work in that scene, sigh T____T which is kinda odd because when i did an 8-gifset (245px x 138px), the coloring worked fine, but when i did a 4-gifset (245px x 245px) it looked terrible?????? maybe the crop changed the scene’s original colors? idk i srsly have no idea of what happened. so i had to use another coloring. and the coloring i used is a pastel pink, and since emeraude is poc, the coloring turned every yellow and red tone into pink, so it looks a little whitewashed, yes, but also pinky… ugh i tried my best not to whitewash her and that was the closer i got to her skin tone. also, that coloring was the only one that worked for it. i’m so sorry, truly ;____;

the one of her arriving at the iron sisters, do you mean this or this? (i’m assuming it’s the first one so) can you believe i used the EXACT SAME COLORING?????????? i hadn’t realized how different it was until you told me D: i swear to god i LITERALLY opened my psd file of the gifs from the gifset, found the one for the same scene and dragged the coloring to the one i was doing??????? i had once noticed my 4-gifsets were a bit different from my 8-gifsets when i giffed the same scene, but since i don’t gif izzy that much and most of my gifs are clary, the skin tone had never gotten my attention to this .-. i srsly have no idea why this happens… maybe cropping really does change the scene colors????? idk, it doesn’t make any sense…

btw sometimes i spend so much time on a gifset (i have already spent a whole week in a gifset tbqh :/), and some gifs are made overnight, when i’m really tired and sleepy, and my eyes may not see colors properly, so i might not see when i whitewash something or when something gets too yellow, you know? and depending on the work i’d have to fix, i would spend a lot of time again, and i’m really busy with studies and stuff, sometimes i just don’t have the time :/

anyway, when you first sent me this tip, i went through my gifsets to see if i whitewashed her in every gif and i noticed that some scene sequences have different lightings. like, using this one as an example, do you realize that in the 2nd, 3rd and 6th gifs her skin tone is different from each other? i used the same coloring, as unbelievable this might be… and the gifs are all from the same scene sequence, which makes it even harder to have so many different coloring results. it was filmed in the same location, eme was using the same makeup, i mean, it shouldn’t be this different… so i figured it must be the lighting. maybe they used a too bright/white light on her face and the production/filming itself whitewashed her :/

i’m not saying i didn’t whitewash her, i did once - my bad ): -, but sometimes the camera/light did that already and there’s not much i can do to give her skin tone back :/ and trust me, there’s nothing that bothers me more than having to correct someone’s skin colors because of the coloring i’m using or the lighting of the scene. tbqh, some colorings and/or some lightings can completely change a skin tone and it’s IMPOSSIBLE to correct that. i’ll comment some examples so you can understand what i’m talking about xD (if you haven’t used photoshop like ever, you probably won’t understand much, but i’ll try my best so you can get it

2nd gif: originally, the scene was in some kind of sewers of the institute, so it was very dark and very green. i’m not a big fan of green for gifs, so i always change it to blue, so it’s easier to change to another color. in this gif tho i went for blue… but since green is not only green but it’s also a bit yellowish (and when the scene is dark, the green is more to a yellow than green - like a yellowish green), her skin tone got a bit blue. i tried correcting that by making her skin less yellow and more pink, but still, there were some pixels that couldn’t be changed to pink and when i changed the green parts, i had to alter the yellow section in the selective color layer (a photoshop tool), so unfortunately it affected some pixels of her face and arms ): i always try everything i can, and most of the times i spend a whole afternoon trying to correct things like that, but i don’t succeed every time T____T)

9th gif: ok uhm first of all CONFESSION TIME xD this gif was my personal hell. i spent LITERALLY like 3 days trying to correct her skin tone. SATAN MESSED HER SKIN TONE, I’M NOT KIDDING lol that scene is so blueish/greenish (idek what color that is lmfao), i had to change the colors of THE WHOLE SCENE so i could correct it. no coloring worked, and i wanted to use mine, there was that too. also, i wanted some things very specific - the thing she was runing on had to be purple, the rune had to be orange/yellow or pink, and there had to be some blue in the scene too bc i’m that much of a bummer to myself and photoshop never cooperates with me… srsly, i made clary’s hair go pink, then yellow, then fixed it to orange. her skin went from blue/green to red, then yellow, until i finally came with a believable skin color. but if you look closely, you can still see some green, purple, red and yellow pixels WHICH BOTHERS ME SO FUCKING MUCH. i mentally prepared myself to post that gifset for like 2 days, like ‘people are not dumb they’ll notice those pixels like i’m noticing and it’ll be frustrating oh god’ but i was so proud of that gifset, i wanted to post it so badly, and i wanted that scene to be a part of the gifset so much i was like ‘fuck this’ lmfao also those who gif and tried to gif that scene know wanting to make it colorful and pretty is like asking satan to punch you in the face with a spike and then throw acid at you so i thought they would be like ‘this girl tried hard and even tho she failed miserably well let’s give her some thumbs up for her hard ok and courage’ xD ok you can see i hate everyone who decided that scene to be dark and blue/green lmfao (here goes a screencapture so you see the true colors of the scene with no coloring on)

anyway, i’m just telling you this whole thing because i’m so sorry i disappointed you and i wanted you to know that i never whitewash poc on purpose and that i always try the bestest i can so that doesn’t happen, and every time that does, you can be 100% sure it was an accident (because i didn’t notice it) or it was the closest i got to her skin tone and there’s not much i can do about that ):

oh god this got way too long D: i hope it doesn’t scare you hahahaha but hey i never meant to offend you or anything, ok, dear? i just wanted to explain you some things so you wouldn’t be so mad at me

thank you so much for being such a cutie btw!! :3

[alien-earz]

about me

Fancy knowing anything about me?

1: Full name Kirstie Taylor King Turcotte

2: Age: 20

3: 3 Fears: deep water, creepy crawly bugs, pizza place doesnt deliver

4: 3 things I love: music, art, laughing

5: 4 turns on: if you funny, gentle, and can have deep conversations

6: 4 turns off: big ego, doesn’t show he cares, ugly shoes

7: My best friend: nobody wants to be close to me long enough

8: Sexual orientation: str8 

9: My best first date: ohhh maaannnn.... somewhere in a waterfall in a foreign country

10: How tall am I: 5′3

11: What do I miss: not having to adult

12: What time were I born: 7:30 am!

13: Favourite color: dreamy purples and green and blue and anything lovely

14: Do I have a crush: yeessssss!

15: Favourite quote: let it go, let it leave, let it happen. nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you anyway. all you own is yourself.

16: Favourite place: new zealand or anywhere with a beautiful sunset

17: Favourite food: all da food! but mostly hummus 

18: Do I use sarcasm: ....noooo :3

19: What am I listening to right now: bedroom-nostalgic feeling!

20: First thing I notice in new person: the beautiful smiles

21: Shoe size: 7 

22: Eye color: bluuuueee

23: Hair color: dirty blonde

24: Favourite style of clothing: dirty mop grungy just crawled out of a trashcan unique

25: Ever done a prank call?: pretty sure i wasted my adolescence prank calling people

27: Meaning behind my URL: i like to get high

28: Favourite movie: oh maaann! idek. the grinch probs. i know err word. 

29: Favourite song: i have a million favorite songs. but my favorite song at the moment is hodera-breathe easy because the guitar sounds so dreamy and beautiful

30: Favourite band: nevershoutnever is my guilty pleasure

31: How I feel right now: weird

32: Someone I love: everyone who ever made me feel loved

33: My current relationship status: d8ing

34: My relationship with my parents: terrible

35: Favourite holiday: halloweeny because i love being creepy 

36: Tattoos and piercing i have: i only have my belly button pierced but i have 8 tattoos and ive had a million piercings in my life time. 

37: Tattoos and piercing i want: i want to get my septum re pierced annnnndddd i want an avocado tattoo’d on my arm 

38: The reason I joined Tumblr: because it was cool af in grade 10

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?: no way, we were friends for a long time before. 

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?: ermm... sometimes i guess

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?: yep! 

42: When did I last hold hands?: yesterday in the car with my boyfriends mom cause i love her and she loves me and shes the best. 

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?: 10 minutes at the most

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?: loool no? its winter. 

45: Where am I right now?: at work :(

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?: probably my self or the cab driver. cabbies always pull thru. 

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?: as loud as it can fuckin go

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?: no!!!! im a full time adult

49: Am I excited for anything?: summer time 

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?: yesssssssssss, most of my greatest friends are boys

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?: mm  70% maybe. 

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?: yesterday when i was leaving my friends house. noice warm hugs

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?: i would be confuuused. 

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?: no! i learned the hard way not to trust a distrusting person.

55: What is something I disliked about today?: that i had to get up at 8 and go to the bank to get money for my rent. and than pay my grumpy landlord. 

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?: Robert Plant

57: What do I think about most?: im mostly in dream land 99% of the time

58: What’s my strangest talent? i can spread all my toes apart and it looks like i have munky feet. its pretty bad ass. 

59: Do I have any strange phobias? i dont think being closter phobic is strange. but FUCK that. 

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? both! i like to capture beauty and be apart of beauty. 

61: What was the last lie I told? i lied on my time sheet at work because i need the hours but i fucking hate working. 

62: Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online? talking on the phone is nice, it keeps the mystery going. 

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?: of course.

64: Do I believe in magic?: yes! i believe we all have abilities we cannot access, only some people get to that point. 

65: Do I believe in luck?: sure

66: What's the weather like right now?: sunny, windy. 

67: What was the last book I've read? celestine prophecy 

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?: i would be dead if i did 

69: Do I have any nicknames?: kerby/kerbz

70: What was the worst injury I've ever had?: uhm my brother snapped my pinky in half. 

71: Do I spend money or save it?: both haha 

72: Can I touch my nose with a tounge? no :c

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me? yes! my key chain.

74: Favourite animal? red panda

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? roasting my brain on social media 

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is? love 

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? heaven must be missing an angel 

78: How can you win my heart?: be sweet and semi obsessed 

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? tried my best 

80: What is my favorite word? rutabaga 

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr: i dont go on tumblr enough 

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? love everyone. every leaf. every ray of light. forgive. 

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?: nahhh 

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?: read peoples minds 

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? how do i feel honestly. 

86: What is my current desktop picture? a red panda.. hahah 

87: Had sex? i would be pretty sad if i was 20 and still a virgin. 

88: Bought condoms? yessssssss

89: Gotten pregnant? noooo! 

90: Failed a class? ha ha ha 

91: Kissed a boy? yup

92: Kissed a girl? yupppppp 

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? heh yes 

94: Had job? unfortunately 

95: Left the house without my wallet? all the time 

96: Bullied someone on the internet? ya i was a dick in highschool 

97: Had sex in public? how public? i had sex in a park at night. and in the forest. and in a car parked on the side of the road. idk how public that is. but. 

98: Played on a sports team? soccer! 

99: Smoked weed? everyday.

100: Did drugs? yea!

101: Smoked cigarettes? ive been ciggy free for awhile 

102: Drank alcohol? if i could calculate how much vodka i have drank in my life i could probably fill an olympic pool. js. 

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? vegetarian! 

104: Been overweight? not really. 

105: Been underweight? no

106: Been to a wedding? yess

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? probably. 

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? when i was younger yeah 

109: Been outside my home country? multiple times!

110: Gotten my heart broken? i think my heart is in a constant broken stage now. 

111: Been to a professional sports game? yeah! 

112: Broken a bone? if my pinky counts than yes 

113: Cut myself? for a year i used to cut my self in highschool. 

114: Been to prom? i live in canada 

115: Been in airplane? yeaaaaaaa

116: Fly by helicopter? noooooo 

117: What concerts have I been to? too many 

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? mm no 

119: Learned another language? no! :’( 

120: Wore make up? sometimes 

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18? i was 15

122: Had oral sex? duhh 

123: Dyed my hair? not for 2 years

124: Voted in a presidential election? i voted in the prime minister election in canada last year. my dude won. of couuuurse because hes sick. 

125: Rode in an ambulance? yea when my brother shattered his head 

126: Had a surgery? yup!

127: Met someone famous? no 

128: Stalked someone on a social network? haaaahaha i have issues

129: Peed outside? ya gotta do what ya gotta do 

130: Been fishing? yes! i caught the biggest fishy at my bf’s cottage this summer. he was pretty impressed. 

131: Helped with charity? i dated a christian guy in highschool and his parents would take us to the mustard seed to hangout with the less fortunate and feed them :) it was really nice.

132: Been rejected by a crush? YEAA! its the worst. 

133: Broken a mirror? no thats bad luck

134: What do I want for birthday? a big hug and an awesome concert in seattle to happen. 

135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names? 2 kids. they will be boys. Atlas/Onyx. maybe Eli? 

136: Was I named after anyone? my dads highschool crush. 

137: Do I like my handwriting? yeah! ive got pretty nice writing id say

138: What was my favourite toy as a child? barbies/teddy bears

139: Favourite Tv Show? one tree hill 

140: Where do I want to live when older? somewhere peaceful, surrounded by nature 

141: Play any musical instrument? ukelele! 

142: One of my scars, how did I get it? my friend put a cigarette out on the back of my leg when i was passed out drunk. that was fun. 

143: Favourite pizza toping? pineapple!!

144: Am I afraid of the dark? if i watch a scary movie or have a scary dream. 

145: Am I afraid of heights? not really but sometimes when i look down it gives me butterflies 

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? HAHA ya. my mom is smarter than i thought i guess. 

147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? all the time. 

148: What I'm really bad at: expressing myself. 

149: What my greatest achievments are: moving out all on my own and paying all my bills on my own without any help. 

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: my first love told me to go kill myself and that i was spineless. 

151: What I'd do if I won in a lottery: pay my parents debt off and move them somewhere they always wanted to go. 

152: What do I like about myself: im funny i guess 

153: My closest Tumblr friend: jen 

154: Something I fantasise about: having my life be a dream pop music video