#6th floor gang

[corrodedcoffins-blog]

Getting Together

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regulus black x potter!reader universe

word count: 1.4 k

note: been sitting on this for a while lol

takes place during the marauders 6th year and Reg's 5th

Sat criss-cross on the bathroom counter, Y/n held her hair out of her face in a make/shift ponytail while she finished her eyeliner, Sirius was sat on the toilet lid while he waited for his turn with the girl’s eyeliner.

The gang™ was getting ready for a Hufflepuff party, they may be kind and hard-working students but damn that house could party. 

“I probably won’t stay long, I've got a tummy ache.” “Well, I’m sure Remus would be willing to come back here with you.” – “What about Remus?” James said, walking into their shared bathroom to brush his teeth before the party (planning to kiss Lily, though he will most likely fail once again)

“Nothing.” Y/n said casually before going back to her eyeliner, hitting her brother’s hand out of the way of opening their mirror cabinet. 

James asks, with his mouth full of toothpaste and his toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, “Are we balding?” 

“‘We’?” She looked at him through the mirror and planned to tell him how thick-headed he sounded, but got distracted by her small bald spot. “Wait- do you’ve the same?” “Yeah,-” “I think it’s just our hairlines.” “You think?” 

Sirius may have a brother but, much to his own dismay, never had that sibling dynamic with Regulus, they loved each other but due to their upbringing they showed their love quietly. So he always found James and Y/n’s back and forth moments as foreign as the rest of the boys did since neither Peter or Remus had siblings.

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The group of five entered the Hufflepuff common room, James immediately went to the drinks, dragging Remus with him, while Sirius dragged Peter and the girl with him to the dance floor. The two others eventually brought the rest their own cups, Y/n danced but it felt like whenever she looked up she noticed her newest roommate.

This past summer break Sirius and Regulus run away and have since been living at the Potter’s, which both twins were relieved about, they knew about the Blacks. 

Regulus was nursing his drink while leaning against the fireplace, his long fingers wrapped around the cup, mumbling some sarcastic comment to Barty, until they linked eyes through the room full of wasted students. Though it felt like it broke as fast as it formed when Sirius tapped her on the shoulder and informed her of the girl Peter was about to ask to dance, pushing him aside she began to fix Peter’s hair by brushing pieces out of his face and flattening his shirt.

“Go get ‘er, Pete!” “Okay.” She laughed at his awkwardness. Peter could always make her laugh, though that could be said about all the boys, Peter had the type of humour that even he himself didn’t know when he was being funny and the biggest laughs came when he wasn’t trying.

Overall the party went well, Sirius didn’t leave too long after that interaction, Remus going with him for whatever fake reason he gave this time, Pete ending up leaving with that girl, and James after not winning over Evans yet again, went back to the dorm no doubt unknowingly interrupting a moment between Sirius and Remus. 

But Y/n couldn’t bring herself to go back to the dorm just yet, she liked the fresh air and the time away from the boys. It was when she went farther down a trail for a smoke that she saw the black-headed boy she’s grown to know well after the summer.

“Hey, Reg.” “Hello.”

Regulus was just getting comfortable around her when school came around again, one of the many reasons it took so long to be comfortable around the older girl was since he could remember he had liked her. The summer after Sitius’ first year he showed Reg some pictures of his new friends, and the second he saw Y/n he was gone.

The girl walked closer to the bench Regulus was sitting on and sat herself next to him, neither’s eyes leaving their view of the black lake for more than a couple seconds.

“My brother and your friends just abandoned you?” “Sirius went back to the dorm, had a stomach bug and Renus went with him an-” “Those two finally?” “How’d you know about that?” “Sirius is my brother and I know him rather well.” “I guess you do… Want-?” She gestured for him to grab her cigarette, he shook his head ‘no’ which was an uncommon answer around here, but it sorta made sense that Regulus wouldn’t, she supposes he’s proper that way. 

“So what about your friends?” “Pandora doesn’t really do parties, and I’m sure Barty and Evan are off somewhere.” “Well I’m glad we both got abandoned.” She looked up to face the crescent moon, not thinking too hard about how Regulus would interpret her words. She liked when he did. All summer she had made comments like that one, she enjoyed the blush that would rise to the tips of his ears.

“Why’s that?” “I like being with you.” The boy’s head shoots up from it staring at the grass beneath their feet to look at her beside him. 

“Y-you do?” “Yeah!...” Her pause made Regulus assure that he read that ‘being with you’ thing wrong, because of course she wouldn’t date him; she’s a year older, the most gorgeous girl he’s ever seen, as well as the nicest. But in actuality, Y/n has been trying to hint that she likes Regulus since the beginning of the summer. Yet the boy was most oblivious to people truly caring about him, he didn’t believe it possible; that only made her want to show him even more.

“Reg, I really like being with you..” She said, expectantly, enunciating every word to get it through his self-loathing skull. It was when she raised her eyebrows at him that it hit him, he was not imagining it. Not at all. 

“Really? Me?” “Yes.” “Oh… I did not expect that.” Whether it was meant to be said out loud or not, it made Y/n laugh so Regulus was thankful he did, he liked her laugh. Still unmoving, Y/n makes the first move yet again.

She grabbed the end of his Slytherin tie, twirling it between her finger tips before grabbing it in a fist to pull the younger boy in. Her lips covered his own, gently they moved together, her hand went to his and placed them on her waist and then hers went to the side of his neck, all while holding her cigarette in the other. The taste of said cigarette lingered in her mouth adding to the addicting taste of her and her almost gone strawberry lip gloss.

Finally pulling back, both slightly out of breath, they took a moment to gather themselves. The Potter girl took a final drag before putting it out with her heel.

“I gotta get going, Reg.” “Oh-” “If you're free after classes tomorrow I’d love to meet back here.. We could talk, or just be with each other.” “Yeah. I would really like that.” “Good. Okay, I’ve really got to go though, James gets worried when any of us stay out too late.” 

She waited a second before turning on her heels to begin her walk, though the sound of footsteps stopped her in her tracks and Regulus came up next to her, “As you mentioned it’s late, it would be the gentlemanly thing to do to walk you to your common room.” “Well gee, what a gentleman I’ve got on my hands.”

Their conversation flowed as they walked the long walk to Gryffindor Tower. And though they got plenty of time together Y/n couldn't help the slight disappointment when they arrived at the portrait hole.

“This is my stop.” “Yes.” “I don’t feel very gentlemanly now that you have to walk all the way to the dungeons now, why don’t I walk you?” “Then I would walk you back here and we would be in a terrible loop.” “The loops not so terrible if I’m spending the whole time with you.” 

If another student were to hear their conversation, see the love stricken grin on the girl's face, and the red face of Regulus they would most likely throw up from the sheer cheesy-ness. And to make matters for the state of the blush on his face worse, Y/n placed a soft peck on Regulus’ lips one last time.

“Now get outta her, I’m not allowed to let other houses hear the password, especially not snakes like yourself.” That sentence from just about any other Gryffindor would have offended him, but everything Y/n said felt like it came from a good place.

“Okay. Goodnight.” “Night, Reg.” She laughed out, due to his seriousness. She then held on to her word and didn’t say the password until he was out of ear shot, watching him as he left.

[bumblesimagines]

but what if you're the one for me?

when were you going to tell me you were seeing someone? i thought i was the first person you told about that stuff.

- Cassie Howard

but what if you're the one for me?

when were you going to tell me you were seeing someone? i thought i was the first person you told about that stuff.

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Gathering the multiple party-sized bags into your arms, you peered over the top of them as you followed Lexi out of the kitchen and into the living room where the girls had gathered around. From the flush on Cassie's cheek and the way Maddy and Kat giggled, Suze must've told a helluva story. Lexi carefully balanced the small cups of dippings with one arm and began setting them down on the coffee table alongside the scattered candy wrappers and beer cans.

"Finally," Maddy groaned, wiping her lips free of beer and reaching for one of the tortilla chip bags you held. She ripped it open and dug inside, pulling two chips free and eagerly dipping them into the guacamole. She did a blissful shimmy when she munched on the chips and happily went in for more chips. 

"So, (Y/N)," Kat began with a wicked grin, her eyes watching you set the rest of the bags down on the table. You glanced at her questionably and settled down nicely beside Cassie, already feeling ganged up on from the way Maddy and BB turned to Kat expectantly. She took her time, sipping on her beer and taking a bite out of a chip before continuing. "I heard that you and Tammy Lewis were getting a little cozy at the movies last Sunday."

"What?!" Maddy nearly shrieked with a mouthful of chips, her head whipping around to look at you with wide eyes. "You dick! Why didn't you tell us?"

The guys at school who constantly badgered you with questions as to how you could've possibly managed to land a spot in a friend group consisting of the prettiest popular cheerleaders in school had no clue the type of torture you'd been under since 6th grade.

It'd all started one fateful afternoon during lunchtime when the snotty boy in front of you had made fun of Kat and tried to flee before Maddy could lay into him. It'd been instinctive how you stuck your leg out and sent him toppling to the floor. The humiliation of not only falling in front of half the school combined with getting a bloody nose had made the boy cry and you'd been given a couple days of suspension. When you returned afterward, you'd been formally invited to sit with the girls at lunch by none other than Madeleine Perez. 

From then on, the girls kept you around and you were quickly dubbed the luckiest guy in school, even if you viewed all the girls as sisters and they treated you like a baby brother they liked dressing up and cooing over. But along with the territory of brother, came the gossip, drama, and the fact every single person you vaguely showed interest in had to be approved by the council.

"It's not serious, Mads, I swear. It's just.... dating. We're not together." 

"Not yet." BB cooed, exhaling a breath of smoke and snickering when you groaned.

"Tammy Lewis," Maddy murmured and leaned back into the cushion of the couch with squinted eyes. "She's pretty, I guess."

"She's failing English," Kat added, "Like kindergarten reading comprehension type of failing."

"I think she's sweet." Lexi piped in, cradling a cola can in her hands and shrugging her shoulders. 

"It's not serious," You groaned again. "I would've told you guys if it were, I swear! It was just one date and nothing happened." 

Maddy squinted again. "Nothing? Not even a little kiss?"

"Maybe... maybe like one kiss-"

"And you didn't tell us?!" Maddy shrieked again and grabbed a pillow, tossing it over the coffee table and hitting you square in the chest. Unnaturally quiet Cassie laughed, albeit forced and slightly awkward, and retrieved the pillow before it could go tumbling to the floor. You glanced at the blonde, finally noting her lack of input but decided to leave it for later rather than put her on the spot. 

The rest of the night had been the same as others, with a couple movies put on the TV until the girls ultimately passed out either on the floor or the couch. Suze ensured everyone had blankets and pillows as she called up the parents to alert them their kids would be staying over before she retreated upstairs to her bedroom with one last glass of wine in hand.

You'd been curled up on the end of the couch on the brink of dozing off until the feeling of someone slipping by startled you awake and you caught Cassie slipping into the kitchen. You yawned and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, tugging the blanket over your shoulders and shuffling after her into the kitchen. 

"Oh, hey," She greeted quietly, taking a water bottle out of the fridge and drinking from it. 

"You okay?" You questioned and leaned against one of the counters, trying to fight the exhaustion from clouding your brain. Cassie brushed some loose strands of hair back and took another sip of water, the look on her face conflicted. Cassie confided in you all the time, whether about guys or her mother, so her hesitation seemed odd. 

"When were you going to tell me you were seeing someone?" She asked quietly, running her finger over the rim of the bottle. "I thought I was the first person you told about that stuff."

"You've got a lot on your plate already, Cass. I thought it'd be better to let you recover from... everything." Your eyes flickered down to her belly. She'd hardly been able to tell the girls about it when she found out, seeing as Maddy and Kat had gotten into it and angered each other that day. McKay had known, of course he had, but he hadn't been the one she called when the procedure had been over and done with. 

"I... I'm fine, (Y/N). I'm past it. I'm past McKay. He didn't make me feel... special or loved or.. beautiful. I know that's how love is supposed to make you feel. It- It shouldn't make you feel like shit." Cassie said, setting the bottle aside and turning to face you. Her eyes softened and then began to glisten with tears. You frowned and moved the blanket from your shoulders, taking a step closer and wrapping it around her instead. "He wasn't the one for me... but what if you're the one for me?"

[hearts4werka]

No Nut November!

authors note: our no nut November has officially started! I might change this schedule later but as I’m writing this it’s 6 am so we’ll see how it changes. Idk how consistent I’ll be able to be with this and that’s the thing I worry most about this so I apologize in advance if I might not post on one day 😭 small disclaimer English is not my first language and now let’s roll

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[boozenboze]

Tokyo Revengers x Male reader

Summary: Being an Ace and a division captain are two hefty things to juggle. So what happens when the other Toman captains find the leader of the 6th division at volleyball practice

Females She/Her and She/They DNI

“Good hustle L/n keep it up!” The coach yelled to the s/c skinned male who gave him a thumbs up. Practice didn’t end until late that night, and the Toman meeting that had been planned had begun without. He didn’t worry about it to much, but he knew he’d have to go through a light hearted interrogation from Mikey and Draken.

To be honest, they should’ve known that the male had practice. Why you may ask? Well thats because he had mentioned his after school activity plenty of times to them. If they hadn’t known then that would be on them for not listening.

(Pov switch)

Mikey was giving his speech to the gang, eyes wandering ever so often to see if his eyes would catch sight of the h/c haired male. Before the beginning of the meeting the blonde had been searching for him and to no avail, he didn’t spot him. The other captains tried calling or texting him but they would left with his voicemail. They continued to wait for him but had to start since there was no signs of him showing up.

The meeting ended not to long ago snd Takemichi was trying to call M/n again. As he did that, the other captains conversed with each other while also wondering where their 6th division captain was. This wasn’t the first time the male had missed a meeting but the other times he’d make sure Mikey knew so that confusion wouldn’t get caused.

“Hey-Hello! M/n where were, you the meeting is over.” Takemichi spoke as his mention of the h/c haired male caught the others attention. When they approached they watched as Takemichi’s brows furrowed in confusion.

“When did you start playing volleyball?” Takemichi asked as the others held their own looks of question.

“I-uh ok we’ll come over to see you. Ok bye.” Takemichi said before hanging up.

“When’d he start playing volleyball?” Mitsuya asked as he glanced at the others. Angry hummed in response before saying.

“That could explsin the other times he didn’t show up.”

“Yeah thats true...wait Takemichi you said thst we’d go and see him hm?” Draken questioned as Takemichi nodded.

“Alright lets go I wanna see N/n-chin play!” Mikey said with excitement as he made his way to his motorcycle. The others sighed at their commanders attitude and followed behind him, getting onto their own bikes.

(Pov switch)

“Nice serve M/n!” One of your teammates yelled on the sidelines as the ball made contact with the floor of the other teams side. It was the males ball again and he bounced the ball a few times before serving it again. Once again it was a perfect serve but the other team was able to pass it back to which your teammate Lain was passed it to your setter Ryu.

The captains had just arrived to the gym and heard the sound of shoes squeaking against the floor and a ball making contact with it. A loud boom and cheering could be heard as they walked in and they saw M/n's team cheering. They could tell because of their f/c jerseys and shorts. M/n was doing a little dance with Ryu who was laughing his ass off as they did.

"Can ya'll stop acting like you won an actual game." Your captain who was on the other team said as you turned to face him.

"Your just mad that ya'll lost~!" The h/c haired male whipped out his middle finger and started to shake his hips out of mockery. The captain rolled his eyes as his gaze averted to the Toman captains who were standing by the door.

"Are those gang members?" One of your other teammates said warily, as the Captain spoke up.

"Do ya'll need something?" His voice was loud which caused everyone to turn their attention to the entrance door. M/n's eyes widened at the sights of his gang. He was only expecting Takemichi to show up.....not everyone else.

"I-uh...what are ya'll doing here? Takemichi I thought you were the only one coming." M/n replies to the others that hadn't said anything yet.

"Um yeah I did...I forgot to mention they were tagging along, sorry." Takemichi said as his eyes wandered down to M/n's legs. He kept his gaze steady on his thighs. He looked away, reminding himself that he had a girlfriend as the other captains stared as well.

"Why didn't you tell us your thighs were so.....gyat!" Baji said as he did hand motions around M/n's legs. The male laughed in response, not thinking anything of his comment. He has worked hard to get his legs to the state they were in now so he appreciated the compliments.

"Can I....touch them..? Baji asked, voice getting a bit quieter but loud enough for Mikey to hear his question.

"Not if I don't touch them first!" Mikey said as he leaped over to the h/c haired male and began to feel up his leg. He squeezed his thigh with his hand and the male above whimpered slightly from the blondes grip. M/n's thighs had muscle definition and were a little jiggly.

"Ah...Mikey are you done yet?" M/n asked as Draken attempted to pull the commander off his leg. Mikeys grip got tighter and a moan was stifled from his lips causing both blondes to look at him. The male looked away from them, forgetting to mention how sensitive his thighs were. Mikey let go and laughed with a blush on his face. Draken and the others were the same way. Smiley was laughing while maintaining his iconic expression, as well as Angry who had turned away. Mitsuya was smiling as Sanzu massaged his temple.

"Yo M/n! Come get your shit!" Lain said as he approached the male with his gym bag. M/n took the bag from him and nodded as I thank you as the brunette left the gym.

"Well now we know one of our captains secret...Imma use that against him when we play Mario Kart." Smiley said as his smirk turned to something more devious. Angry side eyed his brother as he turned his gaze over to the h/c haired male who was making his way over to them.

"I'll be at your house in a bit, the game should be updated by then yea?" M/n said as he walked out, moving towards his bike.

"What were ya'll talking about?' Mucho asked as Smiley laughed in response. He walked away from the taller male as the twins exited the premises. The other captains watched them leave with looks of suspicion.

"They're planning something...lets follow them!" Mikey exclaimed as the others followed him out the gym.

"That was interesting"

"Mhm!"

[theemporium]

idk if this counts as a little blurb or not-

4. “This doesn’t change anything between us.” (but it really does)6th year..? with muggleborn gryffindor reader x sirius.

she cant stand james and sirius and peter(Even remus sometimes) shes not a quiet person and stands up for everyone including herself. and maybe she gets attacked by Slytherins (Snape & the gang) after defending some kids in a different house.

or if you have a better idea write whatever you feel like writing<3

thank you for requesting!🖤

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You did not like the marauders. 

You didn’t care what people said about them, you didn’t care about the praises they sang. You didn’t care how charming James Potter was. You didn’t care how pretty Sirius Black was. You didn’t care how Peter Pettigrew was a sweet boy. You didn’t fucking care if Remus Lupin was the best of the bunch. 

You did not like the marauders and being in the same house as them—the same year as well, to add to the pain—only solidified your feelings for them. You didn’t like them in first year and you certainly don't like them now.

And despite the little fan base they accumulated over the years, you didn’t keep your distaste about them silent.

“I just don’t get it,” a friend of yours had once said to you, a witch from Ravenclaw who you shared a few classes with over the years. “How can you sit in the common room and not just swoon over Sirius Black?”

You flashed her a look. “Because unlike some people, I can see past looks.” 

“But he’s so dreamy!” she had insisted as if many people hadn’t said the exact same thing to you before.

“He’s an arrogant pig who thinks he’s a fucking comedian,” you grumbled with a shake of your head, already done with the conversation topic. 

“Pigs are quite a beloved species, sweetheart,” a voice had sounded from behind you and you didn’t need to turn around to know exactly who it was. If anything, you were hoping that as long you didn’t turn around, he would disappear. 

But that was never the case with Sirius.

“They are also beloved to the slaughterhouses,” you deadpanned. “You wanna take a visit, Black?” 

His eyes glittered with amusement. “Only if you’re there with me.”

And it was never a mystery to the boys themselves just how you felt about them. However, whilst James and Peter and Remus tended to either keep out of your way or try be kind to you on the off chance you would change your mind about them, Sirius went out of his way to poke the bear.

It only fuelled the hatred you held for him. 

Maybe that’s why it was a shock to you, to see Sirius Black—of all fucking people to have found you, to have stumbled onto the situation you were currently in—to see him defend you when you had so openly hated him for years. 

You had been returning from a late night visit at the library, your book bag holding the heaves of herbology textbooks you planned to use for the essay you were going to start during the weekend. You were feeling restless, not quite ready to head back to the chaos of the Gryffindor common room and had decided to take a longer route to the tower. 

That was your mistake.

You had never really bothered with the likes of Severus Snape and the group he surrounded himself with. They were never on your radar, maybe because you had bigger concerns than whatever superiority complex they liked to push onto themselves—and maybe that was exactly why you were the best target for their anger. 

You had stumbled onto the scene when you rounded a corner on the fifth floor, finding Snape and his goonies pointing their wands at a kid who was years younger than them—maybe even a first year. 

You saw red.

You don’t remember dropping your book bag or rushing over until your wand was in your hand and you were standing in front of the young Hufflepuff boy who looked like he was doing his best to hold back his tears.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” you sneered at the leader of the pack, eyebrows scrunched in disgust. 

“Get out of our way,” Snape snapped at you, not lowering his wand as it was less than an inch from your face. 

“Or what? You can’t handle someone your own size, Snape?” you taunted, standing your ground in front of the young boy. ��Need to fight someone younger to have a fighting chance?” 

“Shut up, you filthy mudblood,” Snape sneered, the young boy behind you gasping as the slur rolled off his tongue. “You don’t know shit.” 

“I know your big words are overcompensating for something,” you snided before you turned to the boy. “Go on, they won’t bother you again,” you told him and he didn’t need to hear another word before he was scrambling to get away. 

However, what you weren’t expecting was for the spell to hit you from behind. 

Snape always was a dirty fighter. 

Your ears were still ringing as you lifted your head up, your body feeling achy and sore from where you had hit the wall but you remained mostly okay. You blinked a few times, gaining your bearings before you noticed a body standing in front of you. 

“You’re a no-good cheat, Snape,” the angry voice hissed. “You don’t even have the bloody honour of duelling properly!” 

“What do you know, Black? You’re just a blood traitor, kissing up to every mudblood ass you can—”

CRACK!

“Get the fuck out of here before I decide to break more than just your nose, you prick.” 

Your vision was still a little blurry when a figure kneeled in front of you, cold palms touching your cheeks as Sirius lifted your head to meet his gaze. 

“What?” you mumbled out because it was all you could say.

“Easy there, sweetheart,” he murmured with a soft frown on his face, eyes glancing all over you to make sure you were okay. “He got a good hit on you.” 

“What are you doing here?” you managed to get out, trying not to focus on the way his thumb felt gently caressing your cheek.

“Midnight stroll,” he said before snorting. “I was setting something up for Slughorn’s class tomorrow when that wee Hufflepuff ran into me. Told me what was going on.”

“Oh,” you murmured. 

“Oh indeed,” Sirius grinned.

“This doesn’t change anything between us,” you blurted out as he stood up, offering his hand to you. And you took it, stumbling towards him from the sudden movement but his hands gripped you and kept you right.

“I would never think something so preposterous,” Sirius nodded with a grim smile before it melted into his usual smirk. “Let’s get you to bed before you decide to play hero to anyone else, sweetheart.” 

“Thank you,” you murmured after a few moments, quiet enough that he almost missed it.

Sirius grinned widely in response. “Anytime, sweetheart, anytime.”

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[virisdescently]

WORTH THE WAIT

— ⟡ draco malfoy x f!reader

✎ summary: the slytherin gang decides to play truth or dare.

• notes: set in 6th year, mentions of alcohol, mentions of prison, gets a little heated but not much

The Slytherin common room was peaceful as the six 6th years sat in silence, each in their own little world. Pansy and Daphne were sprawled across the floor, magazines in hand as they skimmed through the pages mindlessly. Theodore sat in the arm chair studying for the upcoming History of Magic exam while Blaise laid on the couch across from him, resting his eyes. On the other couch, Draco sat deep in thought with (Y/n) next to him reading a book. The six of them were used to relaxing and unwinding nights like this, having been friends since childhood.

“I’m bored” Pansy nonchalantly announced. The others turned their heads to her.

“Pans, you’re always bored unless you’ve got gin in your system” Daphne teases. Pansy slightly chuckled and rolled her eyes.

“Very funny, Daph” said the raven-haired girl, sighing. Pansy clicked her tongue, thinking of activities to cure her boredom. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

“Oh, I have an idea!” Pansy announced, sitting up, “let’s play truth or dare!”

“We aren’t 13 anymore, Pansy” Draco said, rolling his eyes. He’d been in quite the pissy mood lately. Nobody knew exactly why, but everyone figured it had something to do with his father’s imprisonment.

“You don’t have to be 13 to have fun with your friends, Draco” Pansy said, huffing at the blonde boy.

“I for one think it’s a great idea, Pansy” Daphne chimed in, now sitting up as well. Pansy smiled at her.

“I knew I could count on you, Daph” Pansy said, “what about you, (Y/n)? Up for a bit of fun?” Pansy leaned toward the (y/h/c) girl, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

“Oh, why the hell not” (Y/n) said smiling, putting her book down next to her. Pansy and Daphne smiled as they began to bother the boys about joining in on the game.

“Blaise? Theodore?” Daphne prompted. Theodore set his notes aside as turned to the blonde girl.

“I suppose a study break is in order” he said smiling, and Blaise nodded, sitting up on the couch.

“I guess I’ll join, as long as Mr. Grumpy-pants over here does too” Blaise said, smirking at his friend. He knew that Draco was stressing about something, and figured the game could distract the blonde from his worries. Draco turned his head to Blaise, a look of do I have to? written on his face. Blaise then returned with his own look that said yes, mate, c’mon don’t be a party pooper.

“Fine, I’ll join - but only because I wouldn’t want Blaise to bother me for the next bloody hour about this” said Draco. Blaise laughed as the others rolled their eyes at the blonde’s stubborn nature.

“It’ll be fun, Draco, you’ll see” said Daphne, playfully winking at her gloomy friend. Draco returned with an eye roll of his own. Daphne thought that if he would’ve done it once more, his eyes would be stuck in the back of his head. She slightly giggled at the thought.

“Shall we begin?” asked Theodore. Pansy nodded eagerly.

“I’ll go first” she said, “Daphne, truth or dare?”

“Truth” Daphne responded. Pansy smirked.

“Is it true you had a thing for Neville Longbottom last year?” Daphne gasped and playfully shoved Pansy.

“How did you know about that?!” exclaimed Daphne. Pansy chuckled.

“So it is true, then?” she prompted.

“Yes, but I don’t have a thing for him anymore - and stop dodging my question! How did you know?!” Daphne inquired.

Pansy gave her a mischievous smile and said, “a girl never tells her secrets.” Daphne shook her head in disbelief. Pansy always had a way of finding out gossip before anyone else. It was like a sixth sense or a superpower.

The game went on for a few minutes, with the group sharing some laughs and giggles. Even Draco seemed to finally relax and enjoy himself. It came time for Blaise to ask a question.

“(Y/n), truth or dare?” he asked, a mischievous smirk on his face. (Y/n) shot him a warning glance, hoping he didn’t make her do or say anything too stupid.

“Dare” she responded. Whatever idea Blaise had, the curious side of her wanted to know - even if it meant embarrassing herself.

“Hm… let’s see” Blaise pretended to ponder, “oh, I know! (Y/n), I dare you to give Draco hear a kiss.” Blaise’s smile was as big as could be, while (Y/n) was rendered nearly speechless and Draco’s eyes went wide, involuntarily blushing a crimson red.

Blaise knew that his best mate harbored deep feelings for the (y/h/c) girl. Ever since 2nd year, he’d had to listen to Draco’s long, drawn-out speeches about how much he adored (Y/n), and judging by the way (Y/n) always seemed to care for Draco in a different way than the others, he suspected she reciprocated Draco’s feelings. Besides, everyone always figured the two would end up together at some point, this was just Blaise’s way of hurrying up the process.

“I- uh- well, I suppose if Draco is okay with it” (Y/n) said, gaining some composure, “it would be silly to use a chicken so early in the game.” Blaise wasn’t buying her reasoning for wanting to complete the dare, but he had no complaints.

“Well, a dare is a dare, right (Y/n)?” Draco said smirking, putting on a nonchalant and cocky facade, even though internally he was panicked. He was finally about to kiss the girl of his dreams after years of pining and waiting. He wanted this kiss to be absolutely perfect.

“I suppose so” said (Y/n), blushing madly as she smiled at Draco. Truth be told, (Y/n) always had a bit of a thing for the blonde. He somehow managed to capture her heart with his sarcastic remarks and signature smirks, as well as his caring and protective nature that he tries oh so hard to conceal in front of others.

“Well, get to the kissing!” Pansy interrupted the awkward staring between the two anxious teens. Draco gave (Y/n) one more smirk, before cupping her face and leaning in to begin the dare.

“Are you sure about this, (Y/n/n)?” Draco whispered, his breathe fanning across (Y/n) cheek. She nodded bashfully and smiled sweetly.

“I am, Dray” she whispered back, making Draco blush at the use of his nickname, “kiss me.”

That was all Draco needed to hear before connecting his lips with hers. The world around the two seemed to stop for both Slytherins as their lips met for the first time. Neither of them were prepared for the intensity of the kiss, caused by the years of waiting and pining from both ends. Draco felt like a starving man who had finally eaten a ravishing meal, while (Y/n) felt like everything in her life just clicked. Before she knew of her attraction to the boy, whereas now she was certain he was her home.

Beginning passionately, yet gently, the kiss soon morphed into more, as their tongues danced together while their lips told stories of love and lust. Draco’s hand slid down from (Y/n)’s cheek down to her waist, pulling her even closer to him. He needed more of her. He needed her forever.

Ahem. A noise of discontent suddenly interrupted Draco and (Y/n)’s intense make out session. (Y/n) leaped back from Draco, and turned around to see her friends looking at the two with knowing looks on their faces.

“You know we are right here, correct?” Theodore said. He had a look of slight irritation on his face, but deep down he was happy his friends seemed to enjoy the kiss so much. It was about time those two got together, he thought. It seemed as if Pansy was thinking the same thing, as she had a small smirk on her face.

“Sorry” mumbled Draco. He slowly removed his hand from (Y/n’s) side and turned to face the others. His cheeks were decorated a dark red, even darker than before, and he was slightly embarrassed at how intimate he got with (Y/n) in front of their friends. Surely was worth it though, he thought, smiling to himself.

“To be fair, the dare was for us to kiss” (Y/n) said, shrugging. Blaise chuckled.

“Yes, I dared you two to kiss, not have a pg-13 make-out session in front of all of us” he said laughing. Daphne giggled from beside him.

“I mean for Merlin’s sake, get a room!” she said, still giggling. Pansy looked at her and gave her a sly look.

“You know, (Y/n), Daphne and I could always gather up the other girls for a day in Hogsmeade if you two do indeed need one” the raven-haired girl said winking. The other three bursted out laughing as Draco and (Y/n) mentally face-palmed.

“Very funny, Pansy” (Y/n) said, although deep down she was hoping she would be taking Pansy up on the offer.

After everyone settled down, the game continued for another few minutes before Blaise announced he’d be retiring to bed.

“I think I’ll join you, Blaise” Theodore said, following Blaise towards the dormitories, “big exam tomorrow. Need my beauty sleep.”

“You are such a nerd, Theodore” Daphne giggled. Theodore shot her a playful eye roll before the two boys disappeared into their dorms.

“We should probably get to bed too, Daph” Pansy said, “we barely studied at all and if we want any chance of being sharp, we better listen to Theo.”

“I guess he is the exam whizz” Daphne said, getting up and following Pansy to the girl’s dormitories, “you coming, (Y/n)?”

“I‘ll be there shortly, I want to study for just a bit more” said (Y/n), who was hoping Draco would join her. The girls shrugged and bid the two a goodnight before going to their dorm.

Once they were alone, Draco and (Y/n) sat in a tense silence. They both so desperately wanted to talk about the kiss, but neither knew how to bring it up. Finally, (Y/n) decided to break the silence.

“So…” she began, unsure how to bring it up. She turned to Draco to look at him, a smile on her face. Draco returned with a small smile of his own.

“So” he responded, “that was… fun.” He blushed as he awaited the (y/h/c) girl’s response.

“Definitely” she chuckled. They subconsciously scooted closer to each other, wanting to be as close to each other as possible.

“Um… look, (y/n)” Draco began, finally deciding to put down his walls and talk to her about how he felt, “I really like you. And not just in the way you think. I mean I really, really like you. I know that the kiss may have been just a dare to you, but to me, it was so much more. I just thought you should know that.”

Draco looked at (Y/n) with a look of want and nervousness on his face. His heart was beating twice the rate it normally was, and all he wanted was for her sweet touch to soothe him of his worries, and let him know she felt the same.

Like the angel she is, (Y/n) granted his wish, putting a gentle hand on his arm, rubbing gentle and calming circles on his shoulders. She smiled at him with a look of warmth and light in her eyes that could’ve illuminated the entire room.

“Dray…” she said, letting her other hand come up and stroke his cheek, “I feel the same way. I’ve always had a bit of a thing for you, I just never knew how you felt.”

Draco looked deeply into her (y/e/c) eyes, and leaned in to brush his lips against hers.

“Well, now you know” he smirked. With that, he closed the gap between their lips. Their mouths danced together in harmony and the two finally said everything they’d been holding in for the past few years. Their kiss continued for what seemed like hours, although neither teen seemed to mind. Once they finally pulled away, both had big cheeky grins and bright red cheeks.

“I guess all we needed was a push from Blaise” (Y/n) said giggling, “perhaps if he’d dared us sooner we wouldn’t have had to wait so long.” Draco chuckled.

“Well love, it certainly was worth the wait.”

[cringefaecompilation]

the most dimension 20-ass moments in critical role so far

most of exu because aimee and robbie have huge d20 player energy, but these moments in particular:

fearne's shitty accent when she was faking being a ship's cook "NANCY! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" "mother." "did you touch the circlet?" "yeah! that's how you hold stuff!" "if you were any gemstone, what would you be?" "i'd be a diamond cause they're hard as i am- WAIT NO NO NO NO" orym eating his own weight in pies dariax making it sound like one of opal's bullies sharted her pants with thaumaturgy

the fearne, orym and dorian intro where dorian goes "fearne, is this ship going to stop?" and she replies "i dunno, i think we're gonna crash :D"

"I NEED MORE CHILDREN!"

everyone miming eating breakfast sandwiches when they can't find bertrand

orym nearly getting bh killed because he said cake sucks to eshteross' face

imogen asking pretty out on a 3 (4) person date to help her friends not get caught, the resulting date and rejection, and all the times it gets brought up again

"maude."

"i was trying to keep a low profile!" "YOU'RE DRESSED AS THE NIGHTMARE KING!"

"HE PROPOSED!"

"what's wrong, daniel?"

everyone piling into an elevator at the same time and liam miming getting his face smashed into the wall

the entire twilight museum bit, but mostly just orym getting blocked from helping the gang three times in a row

"want some candy? wa-wa-want some candy?"

fearne spending her turn keeping watch by breathing a smiley face into ashton's head and then going back to sleep because she forgot they were taking turns

xandis

end episode "oh! right. hondir." start episode back up "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FORGOT ME THIS IS SUCH STUPID BULLSHIT!"

the karen culling

the entire first half of ep 33. esp fcg driving the crawler and ashton screaming "YOU ARE TOO OLD TO DRIVE"

"WE DON'T LEAVE ANYONE BEHIND" followed by everyone but ashton falling off the airship

"uh. guys. bones. fast. bones. lots of bones coming this way."

after a solid month of agonizing over laudna being possibly permadead she's brought back with a slap

"oops. i did it again"

fake orgy leading into horse fearne

ashton's offscreen sidequest and him using a 6th(?) level spell slot just to say "okay"

fearne's horrifying nana revealing she's got a juice bar

the goat float

"ALRIGHT, GUYS! WE'RE EATING JERRY!"

"he's OUR problematic beast!"

orym's mom showing everyone his little baby boots

a drag queen calling ashton hot after he barges in and throws trash on the floor for them to make an outfit out of

everyone interrogating an evil sword that clearly only lies and getting more and more pissed off at it as it does

orym talking to his dead family whilst laudna and chet fly overhead shooting bees at each other

feeding shithead to fcg

fearne nearly dying after spooning a pirate, getting him together with a girl that's crushing on him, and them both being so happy that they throw bh a party

"THERE WAS. NO. LIMBO." and orym quietly takes away the limbo vine

the literal shitstorm given to the party by Mi

hotboxing a tree

"TAKE YOUR NINTH LEVEL SPELL AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS" was ic and i stand by it

wok sledding

imogen intimidating a reilora and then BOOKING IT behind a rock to gasp for air

[v-cain]

"Personal issues."

Request: can you pls write something with connor from dbh it can be about literally anything 😈😈

Fandom: Detroit Become Human

Warnings: Swearing, Loss of brother, Absent father, Alcohols/Bars, Suicidal tendencies, Brief car crash description, Swearing, Gun, Knife, Sex club mention, Assault

A/N: reader is hank's daughter and cole's twin, and as the year DBH is set in has no significance, we're pretending it's set in 2045 so this makes more sense ;P (pretend hank was born in 1992) well, im tired and projecting, enjoy the hurt/comfort @tzulv ! <33

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You pull your gloves on, shivering as you walk onto the bus. The weather can get horrible in Detroit, especially in winter. Usually your Dad would collect you when it was this cold, but he was busy with his police work. Apparently, he was assigned an android as a partner- which he is not happy about at all. After your brother's accident, your Dad hated androids. You never blamed them though, which caused many intense arguments.

An hour or so later, you arrive back home. You hurry inside, immediately going to turn the radiator on. You dump your bag and coat in your room, and start your daily cleanup. Your Dad has never been one for cleaning, so you're usually the one to do it. You grab last nights takeaway containers, some beer bottles and dump it all in the bin. You wipe down the counters, straighten out the couch and head to your room.

You spend the next few hours studying, eventually coming out of your room to make dinner. You glance around, not seeing your Dad anywhere. He's probably at some bar. You make yourself instant noodles- it being all that was in the cupboard- and head back to your room. The shining lights from the fairy lights reflect softly on your fork as you twirl it in the cup. Your gaze drifts to a framed picture of your Dad hugging you and your brother. Your Dad had a big grin on his face, with a smear of frosting on his face.Your brother was on your Dad's right side looking up at him with a similar grin, frosting coating his hands. Your eyes were scrunched closed from laughing, and you were leaning against your Dad's left arm.

You smile fondly at the memory. It was your and Cole's 6th birthday, and you two ganged up on your Dad and had a cake fight. You recall how afterwards you and Cole had a contest to see who could eat their slice the fastest, and how you both got sick from eating too fast. Your Dad had tucked you both in with promises of more cake the next day. Looking back on memories like those, it was weird knowing you wouldn't ever see your brother again less than a month later.

You stare at the picture for another moment, then tearing your eyes from it. You look down at your now cold noodles and stir them absentmindedly. Your Dad lost himself after the crash. Nothing seemed to matter to him except alcohol, not even you. You were left to bring yourself up. You were the one to do the shopping, cooking, cleaning...you were the adult of the house. A part of you wished he would pull his act together, but a different part knew even if he did you couldn't forgive him.

A window smashing snaps you out of your thoughts. You hear footsteps in the kitchen, and instinctively pull out your swiss army knife. Although your Dad never taught you much, he made sure his daughter knew how to defend herself. You quietly make your way to your door, pressing your ear against. An unfamiliar voice is talking, it's definitely not your Dad. You suck in a deep breath and push your door open.

You creep down the hallway, poking your head around the corner. You stifle a gasp at the sight- your Dad was lying on the floor unconscious with a bottle of alcohol, a gun beside him. There was a man kneeling beside him, practically analysing him. He has yet to notice you. You spare a glance at Sumo, who looks content with the situation, and step forward. The man turns to look at you and you see the blue circle on the side of his forehead- you recognise he's an android.

You hold your knife defensively in front of you, "Who the hell are you?" He slowly stands up and raises both of his hands. "My name is Connor. I'm an android sent by CyberLife, and I'm Lieutenant Anderson's partner. Who are you?" You look down at your Dad, then back at him. Connor seems to understand, "I didn't do this. I came to get him for a case."

You scoff at him, "I know you didn't do this, this happens every fucking night." You lower your knife, acknowledging he isn't a threat. He lowers his hands back down at looks at you expectantly. You hesitate before putting your hand out to shake. "My name is Y/N Anderson. I'm Hank's daughter." Connor shakes your hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N." You drop your hand and look back down at your Dad. What you said wasn't a lie- this was a daily occurrence. Most of the time you would prop a pillow underneath his head and throw out the alcohol, other times you would pour water on him. It depends on how late it is.

Connor kneels back down to your Dad and shakes him, "Wake up, Lieutenant!" You roll your eyes and lean against the wall. "You gotta be more aggressive than that." Connor glances back at you, then turns back around and slaps your Dad. Your eyes widen and your mouth falls open slightly, while Connor pulls your Dad up. "Hey, get the fuck outta my house!" he slurs as he stumbles along with Connor. You raise an eyebrow at your Dad while he drunkenly calls for Sumo to attack, not even noticing you.

You trail after the two as Connor sets your Dad on the bath. Despite how late it was, you wanted to see where this goes. To your surprise Connor actually turns on the tap, making you laugh at him. He spares you a glance before turning the tap off again, staring down at your Dad. The latter seems to finally notice your presence, to which you smile, before he turns back to Connor "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"A homicide was reported 43 minutes ago. I couldn't find you at Jimmy's bar, so I came to see if you were at home." Connor responds cooly. You huff a laugh and your Dad shoots a glare your way. "Jesus, I must be the only cop in the world that gets assaulted in his own house by his own fucking android..." he groans as he tries to sit up, then looks up at Connor "Can't you just leave me alone?"

Connor looks like he's contemplating something, before saying "You seem to have personal issues. You should consult a professional who can help you." You involuntarily take a step back as your Dad angrily stands up yelling "Beat it! You hear me? Get the hell outta here!" He sways and Connor sets him back down again. The android straightens up and turns to the door, "I understand. It probably wasn't that interesting anyway. A man found dead in a sex club downtown.." you scrunch up your nose in disgust as Connor continues "Guess they'll have to solve the case without us..."

Your Dad pauses before saying "You know, it probably wouldn't do me any harm to get some air.." You roll your eyes and take this as your cue to leave. You walk to the kitchen, grabbing some cleaning supplies and cleaning up the mess the pair left behind. "Fucking bastard, breaking my window.." you mutter under your breath. CyberLife better be paying for this. A few minutes later, you're done cleaning and Connor re-enters the room. You look at him for a moment, trying to decide what to say.

"I.." Connor turns to you, tilting his head, "Thank you. If you didn't get here.." you gesture to the gun on the floor. "Thank you." He nods before pointing to a picture on the table, "Is that a picture of your brother?" You blink and look at the picture in question. It was a school photo of Cole at the start of Kindergarten. It was his first school photo. You remember being next in line for your picture and pulling funny faces behind the photographer to get him to laugh.

You focus your attention on Connor again, "Yeah, yeah it is." He nods again, looking around the room. You return to your cleaning, and after a few minutes your Dad walks back into the room. He looks at you before saying "Be good. I won't be long." You look at him and say nothing- what could you possibly say? "Ok, also are we going to talk about how you tried to kill yourself?" You knew he would never talk to you about it so there was no point in trying.

You watched the two leave and turn back to the window. It was freezing outside and there was now rain forming a puddle beneath the windowsill. Brilliant. You grab some duct tape plus some old cereal boxes and beer boxes and begin taping it against the window. You take a step back, admiring your handiwork. You walk back to your room and toss the noodles into your bin.

You stretch out on your bed and stare at the ceiling. Given the circumstances, meeting Connor was nice. He seemed like a good person- well, a good android, you suppose. Maybe he'll rub off on your Dad, and then he'll be nicer to you. Or maybe actually have a meaningful conversation with you. You couldn't recall the last time you two spent time together- probably when Cole was around. As your thoughts drift from Cole to androids, you slowly fall asleep.

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You and Cole are laughing at each other, making some stupid joke. Dad is laughing along with you, eyes focused on the road. It was a snowy night outside. You tell Dad to turn up the music- Jazz- and he does, doing a little dance too. You and Cole giggle at his antics. You turn to your brother to tell him a joke but all you can see if white and there's a screech and someone's screaming and-

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You bolt upright in your bed, cold sweat coating you. You slow your breathing and sip the water on your bedside. You slowly got out of bed and walked out your door. You walked to the sitting room and crawled onto the couch beside Sumo, who happily put his head on your stomach. This is how Hank found you several hours later in the early morning when he got home from the bar. He had walked over to you and pulled a blanket over your legs. You had mumbled in your sleep "G'night Da..", to which he smiled and whispered "Night kid." You slept soundly after that.

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

hello! can i please request a reaction with byakuya? something where the reader used to be his lieutenant before renji but went missing one day and she returns years later as one of the ryoka with ichigo and the rest of the karakura gang. byakuya and the reader used to have feelings for each other back then but didn't have the chance to admit it before she disappeared. thank you so much in advance!

Hello!

Thank you for requesting and I am sorry for the delay!

I hope this is of your liking! Let me know what you think!

Tsuki's note: I don't remember how things play out so… forgive me? I wrote this over and over again and… I am not happy with it?

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It's been so long since you have been in Seireitei. So long you forgot how the houses were, the people's faces, names, but one thing you never really forgot - your captain Byakuya.

He came out as a cold person, he was caring in his own weird way. That is the reason why whenever someone made a specific type of tea, you felt yourself being pulled back again to the 6th division.

You disliked remembering something so bitter sweet. A person you loved dearly but not was nothing but a memory.

Today, of all days you saw him again, while fighting the Espadas. But there was no time to relive the old days, you both had a lot of rough fights ahead and tried to stay alive while Aizen obliterated everything.

During the battle you could feel his gaze on you back from time to time. You too, stared at his back.

You both were badly hurt, on different sides of the battlefield. You smiled to yourself:

Y/N: So… when I see you must be like this hm?

No one could hear you. Your consciousness slowly faded away. When you woke up again your injures were healed and you were back to Urahara's shop. You knew all of you had no choice but go to Seireitei and see the head captain.

For some reason you felt at peace with whatever decision he took - to kill you or not.

But not everyone had such peace. Some of the Ryoka were pacing, seeing impending doom. Shinji was ridiculously calm despite the sadness written on his face.

You guys discussed it over and over again the past years about it, about the day to face the head captain and here it was, just a few hours away.

Finally the summon came, you all headed to Seireitei. As soon as you arrived there a painful nostalgic feeling came to you, of days you could sleep under a tree, you could walk around proudly, days when you had a squad, a captain.

During your walk to the meeting room, you could see some squad members around and no familiar faces around. That was upsetting. The murmurs and whispers were getting slowly louder, you hear faintly in the distance someone calling after a captain.

You couldn't tell who the voice belonged to, you sighed and turned the way you heard it. It was a man's voice. When your eyes scanned through the few shinigamis standing, you saw Byakuya. Huffing a bit, his eyes were dead set on you and you were sure he wasn't very happy to see you again.

The voice kept ringing from behind him and you saw a red head man, you recalled he was called Renji. His voice quieted down when he followed Byakuya's gaze. He asked something and Byakuya gave a dry short answer.

You didn't have time to linger there, you had to walk to where you were being summoned.

You were standing before the head captain with a mix of serious and anxious expressions. When he declared his decision to bring you all back to be Shinigamis again you felt the floor melt away.

The head captain had a place for all of you and for now, you would be in the 5th squad along with Shinji.

Happy? Excited? Surprised? You didn't know. You never thought you would be back.

In a couple of hours the official announcement was made, with everyone present. There was so much to do, to review, to take care of and yet it all felt so… usual. You remembered your duties as a vice captain.

As you all started to go to your respective squads you heard your name being called by a familiar voice:

Byakuya: Y/N?

You stopped on your tracks, a small smile appeared on your face, not a happy one, no, it was a sad smile. Your name being called caused Shinji to stop as well a bit more ahead of you.

He saw your expression and motioned to you to go ahead and talk to Byakuya. You felt your ears burn a bit. You spun on your heels:

Y/N: Hi

Despite his silence you could see his expression change slightly, he went from his usual poker face to a surprised face to a soft one.

You smiled at him. Byakuya finally broke the silence after a shaky sigh:

Byakuya: I see… I see you are back and alive.

Y/N: Yeah… just on a neighboring squad though.

You giggled. His eyes were dead set on yours, he gave a few steps closer to you:

Byakuya: It's good to have you back.

Y/N: Good to be back, captain.

He flinched at your words:

Byakuya:... I am not your captain anymore.

Y/N: Ah… yeah, but -

He came slightly closer again. He was an arm reach from you. You t-shirt your gaze to your feet:

Y/N: I am sorry. I… I have so much to explain I guess…

Byakuya: That, you do.

You sighed and closed your eyes. Suddenly you heard a voice, the same voice from before calling a captain. Oh Renji was looking for Byakuya. You opened your eyes to see his hand close to your face, but he never reached.

Upon hearing Renji he dropped his hand again and turned around. You fixed your posture just in time to see the man huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath.

Byakuya glanced at you again:

Byakuya: Y/N, I will be waiting for… you.

You didn't have the chance to say anything. He was gone before you knew it, so you, as well, turned on your heel again and headed back to the 5th squad.

Did you go to see Byakuya right away? No. You knew it would be awkward. So you were procrastinating, you were both busy so it's ok right? Well, Shinji kept nagging you to just go.

Take off the band aid, explain to the man what he wants and deserves to know. After much insistence, you walked to the 6th squad.

The pathway was so familiar to you, it felt like you never left. As you walked by you heard some whispers here and there: " it's them! It's them!" .

Soon enough you reached Byakuya's favourite room for tea. Same decoration as always, same place, same colors, same everything.

He was sitting on the same side he always did. He didn't even look away from his tea to talk to you:

Byakuya: Y/N…. Take a seat.

You took a deep breath and did as you were told. He didn't say anything, he simply heard you talk from beginning to end.

He only made questions at the end. Questions about how you lived after leaving Seireitei, about your powers, about the others and some more.

You answered them as clearly as you could, your gaze was fixed on the cup of tea in front of you. You were pretty sure this chat took more than one hour and you were worried about your duties - you both wasted too much time - but somehow it didn't feel as bad as it should.

Byakuya sighed. It was silent between you two. You risked looking at him, he had closed his eyes and furrowed.

Byakuya: Y/N, why… why didn't you tell me?

Y/N: Well, I- how could I? Who would believe me?

Byakuya: I could have… I would have helped.

Y/N: I… it wasn't that simple, you know?

Byakuya: Do you not trust me?

Those words fell like daggers on you, his eyes were now you again. Sadness and a hint of frustration were reflected on them:

Y/N: No! That's not… I just… I didn't want to cause trouble for you.

Byakuya: … it's my duty as a captain to watch over you.

Y/N: And my duty as a Vice Captain to protect you.

You both fell into silence again. He sighed. Someone was calling for him outside the room, while you were excusing yourself Byakuya said:

Byakuya: Y/N, don't you dare disappear again. Am I clear?

You smiled warmly and replied with a cheerful " OK!" And left. Byakuya also had a little smile on his face. As you walked back you heard the same whispers again, but you guessed that would be your normal now.

The only thing you didn't know was that the rumors were about you being the predecessor of Renji. Somehow they caught wind of it.

From time to time Renji would come to you for advice to deal with Byakuya. Rukia came around often happily calling you by a nickname - like she used to.

Those little things didn't go unnoticed by Byakuya. He smiled to himself softly when he saw getting along with Renji and more importantly Rukia.

Rukia, as well, noticed how her brother seemed a bit more… happy? He didn't frown when you came to visit.

She noticed something more was there, but neither ever said anything. Well, not you or Byakuya, but Shinji was another story. He bugged you non stop to say what was on your head all this time:

Shinji: Y/N, you're finally here. Just go and talk. Did you sigh here and there all the time?

Your ears burned at the mention of your heart break and lovesickness.

But now wasn't a good time. A lot was happening and little did you know, the time to say what you so wanted would come during the Quincy attack.

When you saw Byakuya torn apart, you kneeled near him and said everything you ever wished for. He probably didn't hear you, right?

You promised yourself to be honest with him and you for once. When he woke up again, when he looked at you again.

It didn't go as smoothly as you wanted. As soon as he woke up, you threw yourself at him and words came out only choked tears and sobs. But, hey, what matters is that it got through, right?

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Thank you for reading!

I hope you enjoyed what I had to offer!

[loopspoop]

Welcome back! Time for chapter 23! The gangs made it in! What will happen to Lupin when he’s such a serious state?

TW: gore mention, wounds mention, violence

“We’re in.” Fujiko spoke softly into her earpiece, walking side by side with Goemon through different security checkpoints.

“Got it. Get what you need and get out. Pops and I are in the ceiling and ready to go.” Jigen replied, voice soft in her ear.

Fujiko nodded at passing scientists, flashing identification when needed as she glanced around. She needed a computer..somewhere away from prying eyes.

“Fujiko.” Goemon glanced at her, nodding toward a dark, unused room with a couple active computers visible through the viewing window.

Fujiko smiled, nodding as she glanced around to make sure nobody was around before slipping inside with the samurai. Going to a computer, she quickly began to hack the system. Grimacing, she tried to go through the heavy details as quickly as she could.

“Get anythin’ yet?” Jigen’s voice came through the earpiece, startling her for a moment.

“I’m getting everything..” Fujiko frowned, paling slightly at pictures of mutilated clones that came across the screen. “Fuck…”

Goemon cringed, turning away. They needed to burn this place to the ground…How could anyone do anything like this to a living thing? To a person? To Lupin?

“Got it. Third floor, West corridor, it’ll be the 6th room.” Fujiko glanced at Goemon, nodding toward the door. “We’re getting out. Meet us at the car. And be careful because this place is seriously deranged…”

“Right, we’ll be alright. Be safe.”

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“Right, we’ll be alright. Be safe.” Jigen glanced at Zenigata, nodding toward the side as the made their way toward Lupin’s room.

Carefully moving across the ceiling, the two men managed to get in position above the room. Removing tools from his bag, Jigen glanced at Zenigata from under his hat.

“You ready for this?” Jigen frowned, looking the man over. The inspectors ribs were still busted and he was still concussed…

“Of course.” Zenigata nodded, frowning. “It’ll take more than this to keep me from Lupin. Now get down there.”

Jigen nodded, taking out a saw as he cut out a sizable hole in the ceiling. Tying a rope to a sturdy pipe, the gunman lowered himself into the dark room. Frowning at the darkness engulfing him, Jigen turned on a headlamp he had attached to his hat and looked around.

His heart dropped into his stomach.

The thief laid motionless in the middle of the floor, a small pool of blood on the ground by his legs. His nose was obviously broken, his eyes bruised and lip split from what must have been a solid punch to the face. He was pale and thin, the skin around his cybernetics burned horribly, inflamed and riddled with obvious infection once again. The twisted metal that was Lupin’s arm and leg nearly made Jigen vomit. The leg was bent in a way it wasn’t meant to, dented inward at the knee and hanging by flimsy metal and thick wires. The arm was nearly the same, although it was only connected to him at the elbow and only by a handful of stronger, though sparking, wires.

Quickly rushing forward, Jigen was on his knees beside the thief as he checked him for a pulse. Relieved that luck was once again on his side for at least a moment, Jigen found a pulse, albeit one weaker than he would like.

“Is he alright-?” Zenigata called through the hole, frowning deeply.

“It’s..It’s not great..” Jigen called back, trying to figure out how to gather Lupin up without causing him enough pain to have their cover blown by him screaming.

Groaning softly as he managed to pry his eyes open, Lupin’s unfocused gaze swept across Jigen quietly before setting on the hole in the ceiling. The gunman frowned, tapping his cheek gently. Was he coherent enough to be able to hold onto him for an escape?

“You with me, Lu?” Jigen frowned, looking the damage over quietly. Moving him would be painful no matter what he did…

“…you shouldn’t…be here…” Lupin mumbled, seemingly gazing through him.

Jigen frowned, biting down on his lip. “We came to get you outta here, Lu. Come on, let’s go.” He took his good hand gently, carefully squeezing.

The thief’s expression shifted to one of anguish for a moment before he turned onto his other side, whining softly at the motion. Jigen frowned, glancing back at Zenigata who was watching anxiously from above.

“Come on, Lupin. Everyone’s waitin’.” Jigen coaxed gently, glancing toward the door every now and then.

“Just…leave me alone…” Lupin breathed, shuddering as he shakily curled in on himself. “…I-I won’t try..to leave…you need to go…”

Jigen grimaced at the sound of Lupin’s broken limbs scraping against the floor. Looking around desperately, Jigen sighed before carefully maneuvering Lupin into his arms. He cringed at the somewhat stronger sounds of pain the thief made at the movement before seemingly passing out again, but pushed through. He had to get him out of here quickly.

“Pops, I need your help down here.” Jigen looked up at him desperately. He could feel Lupin’s blood running down his arm that was holding his thighs.

“On it.” Zenigata frowned, climbing down to meet them. “Christ…” He had seen Lupin get fucked up from time to time but…they had really put him through the wringer..

“I know. We need to go, right now. Help me get him secured in this.” Jigen frowned, kicking some extra lines he had brought to help support Lupin.

Zenigata nodded, quickly securing the lines around the thief’s middle and around his thigh carefully. Wincing at the horribly broken limbs, Zenigata gave him a quick once over before looking back at Jigen worriedly.

“You need to tell Fujiko and Goemon to be ready. He isn’t horrible yet but he needs fluids and he needs that bleeding on his leg stopped.” Zenigata frowned, making sure the lines were strong enough to lift the thief up.

“Alright.” Jigen frowned, moving a hand to his ear piece. “You there, Fuji?”

“Right here, everything alright?” Fujiko’s voice crackled in his ear.

“Not great. Have the car ready and tell Goemon he needs to have the backseat ready for Lupin. He’s…he’s not doin’ great…” Jigen frowned, motioning for Zenigata to climb up to the ceiling again.

“Shit. Alright, we’ll be ready. Be careful.” Fujiko frowned, nodding as she quickly started the car.

“Right.” Jigen nodded, helping hoist Lupin up as Zenigata carefully pulled the rope up with him before following them up.

Grabbing his tools, Jigen carefully maneuvered the thief up onto his back to carry him. The gunman and inspector carefully began their crawl back to the air ducts, the pair freezing when a shrill alarm began to sound. Jigen paled when someone shot into the ceiling, narrowly missing his head.

“Go! Fuck, GO! GO, GO, GO-!” Jigen shouted, eyes wild as he shoved Zenigata forward quickly. “Fuckin’ go!”

“Crap!” Zenigata quickly scrambled for the hatch to get to the roof, kicking it open as he helped Jigen out with Lupin. “Hurry!”

“I need him secured to the line-“ Jigen ran over to the zip line at the edge of the roof, fumbling between keeping Lupin on his back and getting the straps on the harness right.

“Damnit, hold on to me!” Zenigata ran forward, pulling both thieves in with one arm as he grabbed the zip line handle with the other and kicked off the building.

Jigen yelped, blushing a bit as she looked out from under the brim of his hat at the inspector. He knew the inspector was pretty well built but he never expected him to be able to do…this. Glancing back over at the roof, Jigen paled slightly at the sheer amount of gunmen standing with their sights set on them.

“Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry-!” Jigen glanced back at Zenigata, fishing his gun from his waistband.

Letting go of the handle, Zenigata stumbled a bit as his feet hit the ground at a run. Holding onto Jigen and Lupin, the Inspector made a mad dash for the car as bullets hit the ground around them. Jigen threw his arm over Zenigata’s shoulder, firing toward the roof to try to hold off more gunfire. As the car pulled toward them quickly, Zenigata jumped into the back when Goemon threw the door open, the group speeding away from the building quickly.

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Fujiko glanced into the back from the drivers seat, frowning. “How is he-?”

“It isn’t great..” Goemon frowned, gently bandaging Lupin’s burns and the cut on his thigh. “He’s dehydrated and his body temperature is low from fluid loss.”

Jigen frowned, holding Lupin’s head in his lap as he handed Goemon whatever he needed. They had covered a good amount of ground without managing to be followed. They just had to get to the safe house and figure out their next steps from there.

“Once we get stopped I’ll do what I can to try to get the syndicate demolished from the inside out. I’ll grab whatever info I can too.” Zenigata turned in the passenger seat, looking back at them.

“Youll want to be careful with that info it’s…really gross.” Fujiko grimaced, holding the wheel tighter.

Goemon nodded, carefully trying to stabilize Lupin’s broken cybernetics as he frowned. The bodies..the gore. He had seen a lot in his time but never anything like this. Lupin had to have seen it too..what was his condition going to be once he woke up?

[myhauntedsalem]

The Traveling Mummy of Elmer McCurdy

While filming a scene for the Six Million Dollar Man at The Pike Amusement Zone in Long Beach, California, a crew member broke the arm off what he thought was a mannequin. On taking a closer look, he could see bone within the broken appendage.

What he had accidentally discovered was the lost remains of a long-time sideshow attraction, the mummified remains of Oklahoma outlaw Elmer McCurdy.

Elmer’s body was a long way from home. Quite the seasoned traveler, McCurdy’s body had seen a lot more of the country in death than it did in life.

Elmer McCurdy was born on New Year’s Day in Washington, Maine, 1880, to a teenage mother who gave the infant Elmer to her brother and wife to raise. Not a whole lot is known about his early life up till the point where he spent three years in the U.S. Army.

During his time in the army, McCurdy took up a liking of nitroglycerine, a highly unstable explosive liquid. After his time in the army, and whilst looking for work, drifting about the states, McCurdy utilized his knowledge with the explosive to see his way into a gang of bank and train robbers.

It was then McCurdy put his nitroglycerine knowledge to good use, blowing up safes in order to access the money inside. Well, that was the idea anyway.

His first attempt to blow up a safe on a train went miserably wrong. McCurdy placed too much nitroglycerine at the safes door, and not only blew it off its hinges, but also blew a hole in the side of the train and splashed the now partially liquefied silver coins about the carriage. The gang attempted to scrape the silver off of the floor and walls but only managed to collect a little.

Suffice to say, McCurdy needed to seek out a new gang in order to ply his explosive knowledge.

After being arrested for holding tools used for burglary, and subsequently being released under a verdict of not guilty, McCurdy met a man by the name of Walter Jarrett. Jarrett gave McCurdy the tough outlaw name Missouri McCurdy, and the two spent a time blowing safes and money up together, in a number of bungled burglaries.

But soon McCurdy heard of a money train, which had a carriage containing a safe with thousands of Dollars inside it, a veritable fortune back in those days. The gang went to Okesa, Oklahoma in order to rob the train, but once again McCurdy bungled the deal. This time he did not blow up the money, but had rather got the wrong train. Instead of a money train carrying thousands of dollars, the gang robbed a passenger train and made away with $46 and a few bottles of whiskey.

After the robbery, McCurdy made his way to a farm owned by a man named Dave Sears to lay low for a few days, a large $2000 rewards was set for those who could bring him in, and a armed posse was on his trail. On October 6th 1911, Sears transported a very drunk McCurdy to another farm, but a Sheriff and his Deputies learned that McCurdy had been to Sears farm and soon set to questioning him.

Sears gave in and pointed Sheriff Freas to the location McCurdy was now resting. He also warned the sheriff that he had given McCurdy a shotgun, but also more whiskey, so if acting soon, the sheriff should be able to get him while he was drunk.

At about 7am on the 6th of October the sheriff and his two deputies surrounded a hayshed where McCurdy was sleeping. Sheriff Freas then yelled at McCurdy to give himself up, but the response was a streak of curses and an hour long stand-off.

Then McCurdy fired several shots at the sheriff and his men, and it was on!

The gun fight was so intense and prolonged that neighbor’s turned up to watch the battle. The hour long exchange of fire continued until shots heard coming from the hay shed ceased. A young boy was sent in to check on McCurdy. Not seeing anything the Pawhuska chief of police entered the shed and ascended the ladder to the loft, lead by the stock of his rifle, adorned with his hat.

No shots were fired or any other response was had. McCurdy was dead, with a rifle bullet in his chest. One of the deputy’s bullets had hit home, killing the outlaw. McCurdy’s last words were reported as being “You will never take me alive!”

McCurdy’s body was taken to a funeral home in Pawhuska, Oklahoma, but no one claimed him. The embalmer preserved the body, then allowed visitors to see the spectacle of the Missouri McCurdy for a nickel a piece. Every visitor would place their nickel in McCurdy’s mouth, and at the end of the day the undertaker would take the collection.

For nearly five years McCurdy’s dead body provided another source of income for the funeral home, until one day a man claiming to be McCurdy’s brother showed up to give his brother a proper burial. The funeral home released McCurdy into the man’s care, and within a fortnight, the Great Patterson Shows carnival had a new exhibit.

Many people flocked to see the body of the Outlaw who would not give up, and soon he was making much more money then he ever had when he was alive.

For over 60 years McCurdy’s body was traded and sold, from carnival operator to carnival operator and curiosity museums. Once he was even used to pay a default on a loan to a bank!

As the years passed, his body suffered the wear and tear of being such a sought after attraction, until after a time, it was forgotten that it was a body at all. Soon he found himself in tacky displays, finally to be painted bright red and hanged naked from the rafters of the Laff in the Dark fun house at the new Pike Amusement Park.

During the filming of an episode of The Six Million Dollar Man, the director didn’t like the dummy hanging from the rafters. A crewman cut it down, and in the process, broke the arm, causing the rediscovery of Elmer McCurdy.

In 1976 he was examined by forensic anthropologists, who discovered the gunshot wound, the make, model and year of a bullet jacket lodged in his hip, and were able to confirm the bodies identity.

On April 22, 1977, Elmer McCurdy, outlaw and safe cracker was finally given a proper burial in Summit View Cemetery, Oklahoma. Several cubic yards of concrete were poured over his coffin so McCurdy will never be interrupted from his well earned and final rest.

[queenofbaws]

so i kinda randomly decided to reread the CREEPverse fics and my friend do i have a question for you >:] in regards to ashleys supposed 6th sense it has me Pondering, do you think she did Actually have some kind of affinity for the dead Before all the mess up at the lodge but she just never realised it, OR do you think now having been possessed has opened her mind to the spirit realm and now she Cant Stop sensing ghosts presenses and seeing the hat man in the corner of her room at 3am?? btw still love the fic, still one of my faves, as i hope you well know but im not shy abt repeating it tee hee <3 hope ur doing well bud!!

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waaaaaaah, thank you ash!!! omg you're too, too kind - i stg you guys have no idea what the word "REread" does to my heart akljasdklfj you have melted me to the floor, you have

to answer your question, honestly i think..........it's honestly a bit of both!!! (that's super not a cop-out answer, nuh-uh, no way, nosiree)

when it comes to the creepiverse, i am 100% writing it from a brainspace where ashley has had some kind of latent paranormal/paranatural/what-the-fuck-ever-else you want to call it ability that just sort of...wasn't noticed until the gang made their trip to blackwood.

and so does sam!

...and so does josh.

...and...and so...so does...chris...................

i just haven't gotten to all them yet ;)c

HOWEVER!!! i am so incredibly pleased to share a single little nugget morsel of a spoiler with you: the protag/pov of the next FULL-BLOWN creeps fic (not a spin-off, not a one-shot, but a whole-ass multichap in the same vein as the original) is going to be one miss ashley brown, and while we won't get TOOOOOOOO deep into this topic, it AAAAABSOLUTELY comes into play, so. there's that!

[weisshapt]

just a bunch of Vex Facts™ that have been bouncing around my brain for a while

grew up a kabuki street kid, pickpocketing anyone she could get her grubby little hands on and sharing the pot with a small group of other kids who she ran tiny cons with

she and said group of street rats holed up in an old abandoned, almost collapsed apartment building

she has no contact with any of them in the present, some moved away, others disappeared when they were still young, and the rest....who knows?

became a joytoy and a dancer when she was definitely too young to be doing either (welcome to night city) because the pay seemed better than ‘petty street thief’ and it put food in her stomach

worked her way up that ‘corporate ladder’ surprisingly quickly. went from standing out on jig-jig street and dancing in side-store windows to actual clubs and a somewhat established clientele list (was never super high up, more mid-end  — in her words, “ganger grunts could never afford me but the high up corpos in the shiny suits and silk shirts only looked for me if they were actively trying to slum it, get some dirt under their fingernails. i know who i am.”)

worked as one joytoy in a group employed by a guy who had them all get a tattoo with a tracker in it on the inside of their upper left arms that read “don’t bite the hand that feeds.” when vex later left she had the tracker de-activated and the don’t crossed out.

got into the bd scene very briefly cause it seemed a good way to make some extra cash on the side. scrolled a few good scenes, nothing major, but one or two might still be in circulation somewhere. after all, stuff like that, once it’s out there it gets passed around right?

met jackie one night while coming back from a “meeting” with a client in heywood. was cutting through a back alley to get to the nearest metro station when she’s confronted by a less than savory character who’d seen one of her bds and decided to take liberties he wasn’t invited to. suddenly she’s bleeding with her face shoved into a brick wall, her arm’s twisted behind her back so tight she thinks it’ll snap and there’s a gun pressed against her head. she screams, but this is night city. who here isn’t used to the sound of random screaming at night? who’s going to care? next thing she knows, her attacker is gone and she turns around and comes face to face with a big fucker wearing valentino colors. but instead of being another danger, he’s asking her if she’s okay. her attacker? out cold on the floor from one punch. doesn’t stop her stomping on him with her heels though.

jackie takes her to get cleaned up and to see padre. guy who attacked her? a 6th street gangoon lurking on valentino turf where he shouldn’t have been. jackie’d recently left the gang but that didn’t mean he didn’t still have loyalties. the pair end up at the coyote that night, talking and drinking (vex will mention this at jackie’s funeral, how it “freaked the shit outta mama welles, seeing her son walk in with a scraped up joytoy.”)

she stops being a joytoy that night. jackie takes her under his wing (he got one of his “good feelings” that she never understood but never questioned) and he teaches her the ropes of being a merc. she took to it rather well. 

turns her body into a canvas because it only belongs to her and she doesn’t have to care whether it would make her less profitable.

vex and jackie work together for a few years, but then vex meets Some Guy (i haven’t named him yet go away) and, still being a little foolish, decides to move to atlanta with him. this leads to a huge fight with jackie because they were just starting to make it good as mercs, climbing up the edgerunner food chain, and jackie, who’d never liked her input, just knew it was going to end badly with this dude. if only she’d listened.

fast forward two years and guess who was right? vex, having been left sitting on a curb with her shit in a bag, returns to night city, but doesn’t tell jackie when she arrives, convinced he’ll still be pissed at her. only goes to the coyote after, as in the streetkid origin, she gets almost-mugged in heywood. gets the job from kirk, tries to steal a car, then suddenly jackie’s there with a gun to her head. what a reunion.

jackie did in fact say “i told you so.”

wears synth-cherry flavored lip gloss.

is very good at being manipulative but can’t sneak for shit. little hard to do when you’re dressed head to toe in vibrant neon purple.

collects purple weapons. aesthetic is important. it’s her brand. favors her shot gun.

bit of a pyromaniac. really likes when things go boom. gets the projectile launcher installed in her arm and is a little too giddy about it.

regularly makes messy personal decisions. dino dinovic (who becomes dino dinodick in her phone after the first time they have sex) being one of them.

emotionally stunted. having even more emotionally stunted rockstar johnny silverhand in her head does not help matters in the slightest.

[fishtish]

[ID: Digital fanart of the gang from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia playing Mario Kart Wii. Frank is sitting on the floor while Mac, Dennis, Dee, and Charlie are sitting on the couch in various positions. The top of the image shows the TV screen of a split-screen multiplayer game on Rainbow Road. Dennis is in 12th place playing as Rosalina, falling off of the track. MAC (name in all caps) is playing as Bowser in 11th place with a Bullet Bill. Frank is in 8th place playing as Donkey Kong with the Offroader kart. Charlie's (spelled without the a) screen shows Dry Bones in 6th place with the Quacker kart.

Speech bubbles from left to right reads: Mac says, "Haha see Dennis? You can still get hit with the bullet even when you're in last place, I just passed you! Hey didn't you say you were like good at this game or" (sentence cut off). Dennis says, "I told you, the controller is BROKEN (all caps), Mac, it must be, there is absolutely no other reason to why this isn't working for m" (sentence cut off). Dee says, "CHARLIE (all caps), your guy SUCKS (all caps) god damn it I told you we should've went with the pink one." Charlie says, "Dee it's not MY (all caps) fault that you chose to use an absolutely garbage car, okay?? Geez you'd think after buying so many in real life you'd MAYBE (all caps) have an idea of what is good or fast or co-" (text cut off). / END ID]

Pleased to be able to share my piece for the wildcard zine ‼️‼️

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Byron Bay in Australia for me will always be associated with heavy music, primarily because it’s where Metalcore icons Parkway Drive hail from, but another talented group of musicians also call it home too, fellow metalcore band In Hearts Wake. They’re back again in 2024 with 6th studio album Incarnation,

That gas pedal was stomped through the floor with opener “Spitting Nails (ǝunʇɹoɟ ɟo lǝǝɥʍ)”, we’ve been assaulted with this high octane, hardcore punk track with devastating screams and growls, brace yourself for the drop just after halfway through which hits like an atomic blast. Next I’m sorry but I’m skipping ahead to “Michigama (uɐᴉɔᴉƃɐɯ ǝɥʇ)”because there’s a whole gang of friends lending their talents: Chad Ruhlig of For the Fallen Dreams, Alfonso Civile of Heartsick, some guy named Don Bauer who no matter how long I search I cannot discover who he is (somebody please tell me), but most importantly to me, David Gunn from King 810 (absolutely adore David’s vocals), they pass the mic like a Baton down the line of singers, maybe they could have given one of the guys a track to themselves, however they all put on a great performance and as I assume Don states at the end, Oh what a banger. The next exciting track on first glance is “The Flood (ǝɔᴉʇsnɾ)” and that’s down to their aforementioned brethren in Parkway Drive, vocalist Winston McCall to be exact returning to follow up his appearance on the debut, the track is chaotic and angry, the eerie calmness of the verse allows McCall to give his sermon as he has done on the modern PWD records, and growling up a storm, but the choruses are a caffeine shot straight to the heart, my neck hurts already. Another returning friend from the debut album is The Color Morale’s vocalist Garret Rapp on “Shellshock (ssǝʇsǝᴉɹd ɥƃᴉɥ ǝɥʇ)”, it feels like you’ve been plugged into the mains, it’s sharp yet twangy, also one of the few tracks to actually have some clean vocals as this thing has been massively aggressive for the most part. Frontman Kaito Nagai of Japanese metal up and comers Paledusk joins them for “Shishigami シシ神 (ssǝɹdɯǝ ǝɥʇ)”, its disgustingly filthy and downright fucking evil, that drop at the end before a thunderous “SHISHIGAMI” took my breathe away. There’s no bad tracks, “Hollow Bone (plɹoʍ ǝɥʇ)” has gorgeous slick licks and “Orphan (lᴉʌǝp ǝɥʇ)” clawed its way out of Hell for a filthy beatdown, just needed a special mention.

I love how they made a full circle, a direct follow up in terms of themes and even the same guest as their debut album a brilliant way to send off their long standing bassist and clean vocalist Kyle Erich. I’m absolutely blown away, I was into them before but nothing like I am with this.

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Destinations Near Rishikesh For Your Next Adventure - Golden Healing

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Rishikesh, famous for its spiritual vibes and thrilling adventures, has many hidden treasures waiting to be explored. Beyond the well-known spots, there are lesser-known places that offer special experiences. From peaceful waterfalls to ancient temples, here are seven secret destinations near Rishikesh that you shouldn't miss. After your adventures, consider staying at Golden Healing Journeys, a place where you can unwind and recharge.

7 Secret Destinations Near Rishikesh For Your Next Adventure

1. Neer Garh Waterfall:

Neer Garh Waterfall, a hidden gem near Rishikesh, is perfect for nature lovers. A short trek through lush forests and rocky paths leads to a stunning cascade with cool, refreshing pools at the bottom. It's an ideal spot for relaxing and enjoying nature away from the crowds. Phool Chatti, a charming village 5 kilometers from Laxman Jhula, is renowned for its orchards and peaceful ambiance, making it perfect for meditation, yoga, and serene walks in lush surroundings.

2.Phool Chatti:

Phool Chatti is a beautiful village just 5 kilometers from Laxman Jhula. It's famous for its orchards and peaceful surroundings. Its name means "Land of Flowers," and it really looks like it with its lush, vibrant scenery. Phool Chatti is a great place for meditation, yoga, and walks in nature. It's perfect for anyone wanting to get away from the noise and busyness of city life and enjoy a calm, serene setting.

3. Vashishta Gufa:

Vashishta Gufa is an ancient cave located about 25 kilometers from Rishikesh. It's known as the place where Sage Vashishta meditated long ago. This sacred cave provides a special spiritual experience because of its calm and peaceful atmosphere. Situated overlooking the Ganges River, the cave and its surroundings are quiet and beautiful, making it perfect for meditation and finding inner peace. The journey to reach the cave is also enjoyable, offering scenic views along the route.

4. Kunjapuri Temple:

Phool Chatti is a scenic village about 5 kilometers from Laxman Jhula, known for its orchards and peaceful atmosphere. Its name means "Land of Flowers," and it's indeed lush and vibrant. Phool Chatti is a tranquil place perfect for meditation, yoga, and leisurely walks in nature. It's a great escape from the busy city life, offering a serene environment to unwind.

Golden Healing Journeys

After a day exploring hidden spots like Neer Garh Waterfall and Phool Chatti, there's no better place to relax than Golden Healing Journeys. This retreat is surrounded by nature and offers a mix of luxury and tranquility. You can enjoy yoga, meditation, and Ayurvedic treatments in a serene environment, perfect for unwinding.

Golden Healing Journeys has comfortable accommodations and focuses on holistic healing, making it a great place to recharge. The peaceful surroundings with lush greenery and soothing sounds of nature create a calming atmosphere.

The retreat is conveniently located near secret destinations, making it an ideal base for your adventures. Whether you're meditating in Vashishta Gufa, trekking to Kunjapuri Temple, or rafting in Byasi, you'll have a welcoming place to return to.

In conclusion, the areas around Rishikesh are full of hidden gems waiting to be explored. From waterfalls and spiritual caves to ancient towns and adventure spots, there's something for every traveler. With Golden Healing Journeys as your retreat, you can enjoy both adventure and relaxation, making your trip truly memorable.

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