#AND TELL ME WHY LITERALLY EVERYONE COULD SEE HER AT THE END LIKE THAT DEFEATS THE WHOLE POINT

[hotteoki]

after the 靈戲逼人 (unchained medley) finale just now i’m inspired to make an smau slightly based off of it but that would mean abandoning who? smau which i’m tempted to only cause i have a short attention span

[rafesangelita]

lmaoo what if rafe made cookies for pogue!sweetheart!reader using her recipe but he accidentally used salt for sugar or something like that but reader see’s how proud he is of his creation so she pretends to like them even though they’re awful. you don’t have to write this but if you do, thank you so much!!!!

warnings: reader being the sweetest gf, suggestive ending, slight humor (?)

“honey, i’m home!” rafe jokingly shouted from the front door of your camper, a tupperware full of cookies in his hand. “i have a surprise for you.” he smiled as you threw your arms around him, stepping on your tippy toes to press a kiss to his cheek. “aww, ray..” you melted at the sight, your heart blooming in your chest at the sentiment. “i decided to give your recipe a try. ‘wanted to bake for you since you’re always baking for everyone else.” he handed you the container.

“oh my god.” you opened the lid, a little confused that you couldn’t smell anything sweet. “rafe, these look amazing!” you sat down, offering him one to taste. “nah, i want to see your reaction first.” he shook his head, taking a seat across from you. smiling nervously, you held one up, not seeing anything wrong with it. “pretty color, soft texture.. you might be me i’m afraid.” taking a bite, you immediately refrained from making a face.

you felt like you had just bit into a block of salt. “well?” making a quick recovery, you moaned delightfully, flashing rafe a reassuring smile. “it’s.. wow!” you nodded enthusiastically, quite literally forcing yourself to chew. rafe’s gaze faltered. “you don’t like them?” your panicked at the disappointment in his tone. he was so excited walking in here and now his shoulders had fallen in defeat. “are you crazy?! they’re perfect!” you took another bite, immediately coughing.

“are you sure?” he sounded unconvinced. “uh, yeah! you could put me out of business with these..” you laughed, waiting for him to look away before you hid the rest of the cookie behind the vase of flowers on the table. “now you’re making me want to try one.” he smiled, popping one in his mouth before you could stop him. you gasped, watching as his face morphed into one of disgust. “jesus, fuck, y/n—” he ran to your kitchen sink, “that should be a crime.” rafe spat.

you couldn’t help the laugh that fell from your lips. “i’m so sorry i subjected you to that. why didn’t you tell me that they tasted like they fell out of a salt shaker?!” he wiped his mouth with his shirt, exposing his glorious abs underneath. “you were so excited to show me rafe, i didn’t want to shut you down.” you pouted, cupping his face. “it was just a little mistake, next time we’ll make sure that it’s sugar that you mix in.” both of you laughed, the cookies long forgotten on the table.

“i may have messed those up, but i still have a sweet tooth..” rafe backed you up into the counter, his large hands resting on the curve of your ass. “yeah?” you teased, trailing a finger down his arm. he hummed. “yeah. you have some dessert for me?” you smiled, eyes flickering to your bed in the corner. “find out.”

[tryingtofindava]

hi !! could u write tyler x fem reader where they are dating, and instead of tyler being impaled by a tree it’s his girlfriend ! thank u

── 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄!

{[TYLER HERNANDEZ X FEM! READER]}

: ̗̀➛Back to Source

Your breath was staggered, twitching every few seconds or so. Trying your best to keep your eyes open, which proved to be a tricky task.

‘I wonder if I’ll die in the real world.’ Your thoughts spoke loudly, too loudly for your own liking. Why was it so quiet anyways?

Have the other’s drove off?

Will you ever see your friends again?

Will you ever see Tyler again?

I hope they’re safe from that… thing…

…

Is this how you die?

Thoughts like these consumed your mind. Y/n let out a defeated grunt, as she tried to push herself from the tree one more time. Her efforts were all futile though…

She is quite literally a human kabab. On this dead tree. In the middle of fuck all. The girl sighed shakily, her tear filled eyes trailing down to her stomach.

Looking at the tree that had pierced right through her very being, blood gushing out of you at an alarming rate, making it look like a Saw movie in real life.

This sucks major a-

SNAP!

Your head wipe to the side, your puffy eyes widening at the grinning face staring back at you. Shit. You have to get off this tree. Now.

Your brain is in overdrive as you try to push yourself up to escape from the phantom that was approaching rapidly. You close your eyes real tight, waiting for the phantom to scale the tree with ease and end your suffering.

TWACK!

Opening your eyes and peering down, blood dribbling from home parted lips. “Y/n!” You heard the red heads voice call up to you, though it was all muddled from the blood loss.

“Ashlyn, have you found her-“ Tyler looked up, his mouth falling open in utter shock. His hand shakes as he shone his flashlight up on your hanging body.

“Help me get her down!” Ash called out to the boy, who hurriedly went to help the leader to save his girlfriend. While Ben, Aiden, Taylor, and Logan watch from the sidelines.

Making quick work to get the needed medical equipment Ashlyn’s dad had placed in the real world for them to use to help.

You let out a pained whine as you feel Tyler lift you from the bark of the tree. His brows were furrowed as he focused on doing this as quick as possible to not prolong your pain.

“You’re safe now, I got you…” He murmurs quietly to you shaking form.

Everyone in the group made team effort to help you, all while Tyler gripped onto you so hard like if he let go it’d be game over. Mumbling reassurances, though you couldn’t tell id it was to you or himself.

Aiden was talking your ear off to keep you awake. “Y’know? This isn’t even that bad! One time, my bone went right through my knee while playing soccer!” He blabs, though it didn’t help you feel better or assured at all.

“Dude, not the time!” Your boyfriend scolds him, while he rocks you in his shaking arms. While Ben and Logan stitched the gaping hole going through your back to your stomach.

“You’re gonna be okay, I promise… I won’t let anything bad happen to you ever again.” He squeezes your arm.

A/N: SOZ THIS WAS SHORT!! ^_^ I’ll probably add more and make it better in the future lolz :3

[megxplryxb]

Dance with me Forever

Pairings - Steve Harrington x Fem!HopperReader

Warnings: None. Absolute fluff, Idiots in love, Mutual Pining, Friends to lovers, Jopper Wedding

The hot summer sun had finally set on a beautiful Saturday evening in the middle of July. The sound of champagne glasses clinking echoed throughout the romantic lake house ballroom, lit up in pinks and purples as guests celebrated the marriage of Jim Hopper and Joyce Byers. The couple had finally decided to tie the knot and unite their families once Vecna had been defeated, ending the nightmare of the Upside Down once and for all. It had been a long four years, continuously battling monsters from another dimension, always wondering when evil would rear it’s ugly head again but this time felt different, like there was finally peace in the mystical little town of Hawkins, Indiana.

The last few years had changed no one more than Steve Harrington. Long gone was the arrogant, rich boy you’d known in High School, having been cut off by his parents and left heartbroken by Nancy Wheeler, he had become somewhat of an outcast. Never in a million years did he imagine his life turning out quite like it had. Steve always thought he’d end up like his Father, marrying some girl for convenience instead of love, being nothing more than a suit for some company and have a mistress in every city he traveled to. Steve was more than grateful he hadn’t gone down the same path and he knew he had you, Robin and the kids to thank for that.

He was sat at a table with Robin, Vickie, Eddie, Chrissy and Nancy, all of whom were engrossed in conversation about how sweet Hopper’s speech had been and how emotional it was when the Chief of Police shed a few tears while gushing about his new Wife, your new Stepmom. Steve couldn’t exactly say he had heard much of Jim’s speech himself, too busy gazing at you sitting at the top table with your family, holding back your own tears, laughing with your siblings, El, Will and Jonathan. He hadn’t seen you all day as you were too busy doing bridesmaid duties, making sure everything was perfect for the ceremony but when you walked down the aisle, holding your bouquet of flowers, smelling like lavender, he swore his heart stopped when you looked his way and smiled at him. You were breathtaking, literally and figuratively, the girl of his dreams. Eddie had teased his friend for how red his cheeks had gotten, knowing that the former King of Hawkins was head over heels for you and that you felt the same about Steve. Chrissy had intervened, telling her boyfriend to lay off with the teasing but she too secretly wondered why Steve didn’t just tell you how he felt. It was obvious to everyone that you loved each other.

It’s not that Steve didn’t want to tell you, he’d almost told you twice before on the brink of death. The first time being when you were stuck in the Russian base under the Starcourt mall, the second time being when you were all preparing to battle Vecna for the final time. But he’d made a promise to your Dad two years prior, after that night in the Junkyard when you first became friends that friendship was all it was ever going to be between you. Steve didn’t blame Hopper for wanting better for his daughter, didn’t blame Jim for thinking he was exactly like his Dad back then. But he wished the Chief of Hawkins could see him for who he was now and not the asshole he was four years ago.

After dinner was done and all the pictures had been taken, you took yourself out to the garden with a glass of champagne in hand, glancing at Steve before you made your escape outside. He looked so handsome in his tux, the tux you’d helped him pick out several weeks ago when he asked you to go shopping with him. You hadn’t spoken to him all day, having been avoiding him like the plague for the better part of a week when he mentioned that he was planning to bring a date to the wedding. You had tried your best to not let it bother you, the thought of Steve with some pretty girl on his arm while you were all alone and you’d be lying if you said you weren't just a tiny bit relieved when he'd shown up all by himself.

You knew your Father had spoken to Steve about you, warned him against asking you out on several occasions and even though you were angry that Steve obeyed him, it kind of made you love him even more, because the Steve you'd known in High School wouldn't have been so respectful. Sometimes though, late at night when you couldn’t sleep, you wished he’d climb through your bedroom window so you both could give in to your feelings just one time.

As Joyce danced with her new Husband, she couldn't help but frown at Steve who was standing talking to Murray at the bar. He'd left his table to get another drink after the meal, not wanting to be surrounded by all the happy couples while he not so secretly pinned for you. Joyce had always liked Steve, saw the goodness in him that her Husband couldn't and she knew how the both of you felt about each other.

"Hop, are you ever going to give that poor kid a break?" She asks as Hopper let out a heavy sigh, knowing exactly who she was referring to.

"Joyce, please not tonight, it's our wedding for Christ sake." He begs as his new wife nodded in agreement. It wasn't the first time they'd discussed this matter.

"Exactly! It's a day full of love and happiness and your daughter is out there miserable and alone because she's terrified to talk to the boy she's crazy about in case she upsets you!" She huffs, frustrated at the Chief's stubbornness.

"Oh come on, I'm not that bad!" He defends as Joyce rolls her eyes. "What about the crap you pulled on Mike when he and El got together? The kid thought you were going to murder him Jim.”

"But I didn't! See, he's alive and well, having a great time!" Jim points to his younger daughter and her boyfriend dancing with their friends.

"And what about Steve, huh? When are you going to admit that you were wrong about him?" The bride asks, raising her brows.

"Joyce...."

"Jim Hopper, that boy has helped save our children's lives more times than I care to count. He would do anything for OUR daughter, he’s shown it time and time again. You know he’s nothing like his Father. They love each other, Jim. So quit being a god damn pain in everyone's ass and go talk to him, please?" Joyce begs, giving her new Husband a small, hopeful smile as he closes his eyes and sighs defeatedly.

"Fine, alright. I'm going."

Steve is nursing a glass of champagne, trying to look somewhat interested in Murray's ramblings when he see's Hopper approaching him at the bar. Jim lets out a small cough, before giving Murray a nod to give them a minute alone and Steve nervously waits for Jim to speak.

"Oh shit, what'd you do?" Murray mutters to Steve before downing his glass of whiskey, giving him a hopeful pat on the back before going to talk to the new Mrs. Hopper.

Jim leans back against the bar, fixing his suit jacket as he tries to think about what to say the boy beside him. He knows he should apologise for being an asshole to him but it's his wedding day and he wasn't apologising to anyone. Not today at least.

"Harrington, why is my daughter out there by herself?" He asks, pointing to you, still strolling through the garden alone.

"I uh, I don't know Sir, I haven't talked to her all day." Steve replies, wondering if this was some kind of trick.

"Well, maybe you should be a gentleman and go keep her company, huh?" The Chief suggests and Steve is really suspicious now.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell if you're being serious or not?" Steve questions honestly, not trying to offend your Dad in any way.

"When am I ever not serious about anything that has to do with my daughters?" He asks, looking straight at Steve. "Never, sir." He answers back.

There's silence for a moment as the two most important men in your life pause to look at you. You stare back at them, astounded that they seem to be having a conversation without your father looking like he was going to kill Steve.

"Do you love my daughter, Steve?" Jim asks, both of them still watching you in the distance. Hopper already knows the answer, he’s known it for quite sometime. He saw how Steve protected you during the battle in Starcourt, heard about how he looked after you and El when everyone thought he was dead. He’d have to thank him for that one day but not now. This was hard enough.

Steve didn’t have to think twice before answering the question, even if it meant getting choked out or knocked unconscious by Jim Hopper.

"More than anything in this world." Steve admits, smiling brightly as his heart swells with adoration for you. Hopper nods then, placing an approving hand on Steve's shoulder.

"Then go make her happy." He says, giving the boy the smallest of smiles as Steve begins to cross the ballroom floor.

"Hey, Harrington!" Jim yells, as Steve looks back at him, hoping it wasn't really a trick all this time. "You're a good kid." He admits, as the boy nods an appreciative thank you, finally making his way to the garden to find you.

Joyce smiles at Steve as she walks towards her Husband, wrapping her arms around him tightly, before kissing him. "You're a good man, Jim Hopper."

He sighs heavily before he begins to laugh. "Happy wife, happy life."

Steve can hear his heart beating out of his chest as he slowly approaches you, watching you in awe as the moonlit sky makes your skin glow. You haven't noticed him yet, too busy gazing at the stars above, wishing for your own fairytale ending. Your hair which had been in an up-style all day was now hanging below your shoulders and Steve thought you had never looked more beautiful than right now.

"You could catch a cold out here you know?" Steve whispers from behind you, already removing his suit jacket to cover your shoulders before you even turn to face him.

"Hey stranger, I feel like I haven't talked to you all day." You smile, turning to greet him, embracing him in a warm hug as you both stay that way for what seems like several minutes.

"Yeah, I know. I missed you, Hopper." He admits, as you blush. "I missed you too, Harrington."

The song inside changes to Take My Breath Away by Berlin and Steve knows it's one of your favourites, he bought you the album for your birthday and it's still the most played tape in your car. You both watch as everyone begins to fill the dance floor back inside the lake house and Steve swallows hard before extending his hand to you.

"Will you dance with me, out here?" He asks as you nod your head, happily reaching for his hand as he pulls you in closer to him. You nervously wrap an arm around Steve's neck, inhaling his cologne and shampoo all at once. He always smelled so good. He places his other hand gently on the small of your back, intertwining your fingers together as you begin to dance slowly to the music playing inside. There was silence for a few moments before Steve cleared his throat to speak again.

"You know, I really could’ve used you at our table earlier. Nancy ditched us to sit with Jonathan the minute the speeches were over, so I got stuck with all the loved up couples, it was totally awful.” He jokes, referring to Eddie, Chrissy, Robin and Vickie.

"I thought you were going to bring a date?" You question, trying to hide the jealousy in your voice when you ask.

"Oh yeah, I was thinking about asking someone but I didn't in the end." He frowns and you bite your lip, wanting to know more.

"Why not?"

"Cause her Dad would've kicked my ass." He replies, as you let out a small giggle. Stomach filling with butterflies as he gazes at you.

“That’s too bad, I have a feeling she would’ve said yes anyway.” You whisper in his ear, leaning your head on his shoulder as he mumbles “Oh really? Well in that case, the ass kicking would’ve been worth it.”

"I saw him talking to you, thought you were a goner for sure." You tease as Steve shakes his head.

"I knew I'd be ok, too many witnesses around." He jokes, as you both laugh.

"I'd have come to your rescue eventually, if i thought it looked like you were in trouble, you know?" You admit and he nods his head gratefully.

"I know, honey." Honey. Was he trying to kill you?

"Seriously though, he didn't upset you, did he?" You ask as you continue to dance to the music.

"No actually, the total opposite." Steve smirks as you scrunch your nose.

"What do you mean?"

"He asked me why you were out here alone, told me to come and keep you company." He reveals as your eyes widened in surprise.

“Really?”

"I know, I was shocked too but I think Joyce said something to him because she was giving him the death stare the whole time he was talking to me." Steve chuckles and you remind yourself to thank your Stepmom later.

"He asked me something else too." Steve states, swinging you around.

"Oh god, what was it?" You ask, still spinning.

"He wanted to know if I was in love with his daughter." He says, as you fall back in to him in shock, placing your hands on his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist. You feel sick with excitement, like a kid at Christmas about to unwrap her presents under the tree.

“And…what did you tell him?”

"That he had nothing to worry about, El is way too young for me." He jokes as you smack him playfully on the chest.

"Steve! I'm being serious, what did you really say to him?"

“I told him that I do, more than I’ve ever loved anybody.” Steve admits as your eyes begin to water.

“I love you too, Steve.” You reveal, trying to hold back your tears as Steve cups your face gently, placing his forehead lightly against yours.

“You looked so beautiful today honey. When I saw you walk down that aisle, I thought, Christ, I could just marry her right now.” He smirks as you bump your nose with his.

“Careful Harrington, a few more compliments like that and I might just have to kiss you.” You whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck as he hovers his lips over yours.

“Yeah, I’m sort of counting on it.” Steve says, finally crashing his lips with yours, not giving a damn who sees. You were finally all his.

[princessmaybank]

Truth or Dare

Pairings: BestFriend!JJ x BestFriend!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Jealous JJ, stripping, fingering, squirting, etc.

Summary: They play t or d.

Authors Note: I didn't mean to post this so soon, but since it's out already I hope you like it, I'm just stopping it here, if you like it let me know if you want a part 2 :(.

"Truth or Dare?" John B asks darting his eyes to Cleo. "Oh come on man! You should already know the answer!" He smirked and nodded. You were at the chateau in the hot tub that JJ so graciously purchased for you all a few months back. Everyone was slugging down beers and having a big night of fun.

"I dare you to read the last text message you sent out loud." JB said shrugging, showing us that's all he has prepared. "oh man, too easy!" Cleo flung her arms upwards then reached for her phone. After she got to her messages she cleared her throat. " 'What we gonna do tonight?' I sent that to Sarah man." John B rolled his eyes in defeat, secretly hoping she had sent a naughty message to Pope or something.

"Okay Y/N, truth or dare?" She moved on quickly. "Dare of course." You responded, causing JJ to look at you with a slight smile. You and JJ are best friends, and always have been. Of course everyone in that hot tub was your best friend, but JJ was different, you could talk about literally anything for hours on end. He's always been there for you.

"I dare you to prank call Rafe Cameron. Pretend to want him and need him." Cleo ended with a smirk pointing to your phone. You didn't mind the dare but a certain blonde about a foot behind you definitely cared. He wasn't good at hiding his emotions, everything he wanted to say was already written on his face. "I don't think that's a good idea Y/N." You hear JJ say with a stern voice from behind you. "Oh calm your tits Jayj, what's the worst that could happen? I get a boyfriend?" You responded making all the girls giggle.

"It's ringing!" Kiara said out loud so everyone knew what was going on. Kiara was very close to the phone with you but it was pressed against your ear. "Hey Rafe!" You said a little too enthusiastic for JJ's liking. "Hey, Y/N. What do I owe this pleasant surprise?" He asked, gratefully. "Well I really wanted to tell you that I think of you a lot Rafe. It's getting to be too much now. I can't shake the feeling of needing to be with you." Everyone was giggling at that moment, other than one person, I'm sure you could guess who. Your eyes caught JJ's as he rolled them and crossed his arms. You could see how this was affecting him, so why not play some more. "Wow, I've been wai-" You cut Rafe's sentence short. "Rafe, mmmmm I need you so bad right now. Ohhhh." You pretend to moan into the phone. "Oh baby, are you touching yourself to me?" He asked clearly turned on. Kiara gagged and walked a few feet away. "Oh yes I am, but I wish it was you..." You paused for dramatic effect.

"Daddy." You smirked holding back a giggle, hearing Rafe groan into the phone. Next thing you know JJ is standing in front of you hanging up the call, fuming. He was legitimately tomato red. Everyone watched, curious about what he was going to do.

He grabbed your waist pulling you as close as he could while looking into your eyes. "Don't you ever pull that shit again." His eyes never left yours. You wanted to stand up for yourself but the only thing that left your mouth was "o-okay." He leaned down to whisper in your ear. "Good girl." There was that feeling of butterflies in your stomach. JJ never made you feel this way. What was happening? "When this little party is over you're coming to my room, we have things to talk about." He whispered again.

Everyone sat back down choosing to ignore how JJ nearly killed/fucked you right then and there. You chose to ignore it as well even though the tingling between your legs is making it difficult.

Instead of you asking the next question Pope cut the tension and began after Sarah. "Truth or dare?" He asked. Sarah obviously chose the safe route at this moment. "Is it true that even though you and JB are married, you'll still have a huge wedding and legally do it?" Pope asked. Awe of course he would, it's Pope. Sarah nodded "Of course I still want my dream wedding! Don't be silly Pope." She giggled.

"Okay J- Kiara, yeah Kiara. Truth or dare?" No one could look at JJ right now how would they be able to play this game right now?

"I'll say, truth." She smiled lightly. "Ok here's a little would you rather. Would you rather, fuck Topper or Kelce?" Kiara gasped. "Ew, can I kill myself instead?" She gagged. Everyone laughed and accepted that as her answer.

Eventually someone asked JJ the question and he ended up chugging some beer upside down. You still couldn't get those low-flying butterflies to go away. The thought of JJ taking you right there was fogging your brain.

After about an hour longer everyone was headed home or to bed. Pope and Cleo went back to the Heywards and Kiara went back to her house. Sarah decided to stay at the chateau with John B, then of course JJ asked you to go to his room and talk with him.

You sat on JJ's bed after getting your shower, you waited for him to finish up in the shower. JJ left some of his clothes on his bed for you to change into.

Next thing you knew, you were under JJ, making out with him on his bed. You had no idea how you got here but you weren't going to complain.

JJ pulled you onto his lap, never disconnecting your lips from each other. He held onto your hips and pressed down as he grinded up. You moved your hips at a faster pace needing the friction. He tore his lips from yours taking a breath before speaking. "Truth or dare?" He asked as you rolled your eyes. JJ gave you a look that said 'just answer it'. So you did. "Dare." You said with confidence streaming through your veins. JJ rubbed your hips, slowly reaching for your butt to squeeze.

"Strip for me baby." He said as he squeezed. You blushed not knowing how to react. "Come on baby, let me see that gorgeous body you've got hiding under my baggy clothes." When JJ said that, you began to melt. You decided to just take your shirt off while on his lap. You weren't wearing a bra so he got quite the show very quickly. You got off of him as he pushed himself to sit on the edge of his bed. The idea to strip tease JJ came to your mind so that's exactly what you did.

At some point when you were completely naked, you wanted to tease him so you sat on his lap and pulled one of his hands forward to your aching hole. You teased yourself with his fingers, secretly wanting him to continue what you had started. Which he had no problem with doing. He pushed two fingers inside of you causing a gasp and moan mix, to fall from your lips.

JJ's hand raced to cover your mouth. "Shhhh you have to be quiet, baby, or we'll get caught." He whispered in your ear. You nodded and bit your lip as JJ moved his fingers back and forth in your tight hole. JJ was making you so wet, your pussy was so loud that you might just get caught by being fingered. "Tell your pussy to be quiet." He giggled in your ear. "Tell your fingers to stop making me feel so good then." You moaned leaning your head back onto his shoulder.

JJ smirked to himself, knowing he was doing a good job. He sped up trying to make you cum but you suddenly felt embarrassed. "JJ- this f-eels so g-good..but I think I have to go..to the bathroom-" That was music to JJ's ears. His movements only got faster, he moved your hand to your clit so you could help by rubbing yourself.

"JJ- I-I" A loud squeal started erupting from your mouth. JJ slapped his hand across your mouth. One more swift push into your pussy and he pulled out, a gush of fluid came rushing out. You kept moaning into his hand. He continued playing with your cunt until you were done squirting.

"Something tells me you've never done that before baby."

[sweetdispatch]

Moments before tragedy - J. Hughes

Purple Chemistry

timeline: January 2023 - April 2023

summary: Jack thought that something more could be between him and her until he found out her secret and she broke his trust

warning: none

words: 1.0k

note: Jack got first star of the game against Rangers so I decided to share a prologue haha

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How did you and Jack meet?

Jack was a life of a party and often was seen in different clubs around New Jersey and New York. He was enjoying his life as a single person. Relationships weren't his thing and he didn’t feel the need to settle down. Although, he had many casual hook ups. You were one of them. He bumped into you in a club and started chatting with you. Couple drinks later, you were laying in his bed naked. 

You didn’t care about this. You were single as well and wanted to enjoy every moment of your life. This wasn’t your first time when you ended up in another guy's bed but there was something special with Jack that kept you with him. Jack felt the same towards you. From one night stand, you two started seeing each other more and more and this turned into a fwb relationship.

It started by hooking up once every week but later you started staying over for night. You two had breakfast together, Jack was dropping you off at your apartment before going on a training. With every conversation you two had, you realised that you’re made for each other and not only sex counts. Both of you had strong chemistry towards each other but none of you wanted to say anything about it. 

Two of you were spending more free time together, not only having sex. Jack was taking you to restaurants after winning games and you were showing up at his place as an emotional support after losing. With time, you started developing feelings for him. You felt that he’s the guy who’s gonna change you completely and show you that you deserve to have real love and be in a happy relationship where you can trust your partner completely.

Moment when Jack realised

You were from New York and your parents were die-hard New York Rangers fans. You were growing up in this environment and it was normal for you to support them too. You always loved the rivalry against the New Jersey Devils but when you met Jack, this disappeared. You stopped being that much hateful towards them and paid a little more attention to them, him especially. 

Everyone knows how much Jack hates Rangers. That's why you never told him that you’re their fan. You preferred to stay quiet and act like you know nothing about hockey. He meant a world to you and you didn’t know how he would react to this information. First months it was easy to hide until he found out by accident about this. 

“Hey, quick question. Why do you have so many Rangers shirts in your wardrobe?” Jack asked you and there was no turning back.

“Um… They belong to my friend. I just keep them because she left them here” You lied but from his facial expression, you could see that he’s not buying this. “Fine, they’re mine. I’m a huge fan of Rangers” You admitted. Jack widened his eyes at your confession. He knew you were too good to be true. 

“Why did you never tell me that?” He was surprised that you kept this as a secret.

“Never had occasion” You lied, again. You didn’t want to admit that you were scared of his reaction.

“You’re unbelievable. I need to get some fresh air” You laughed when the words left his mouth.

“Seriously you’re gonna cut me off from your life because I support your rival team?” You couldn’t believe this. 

“No but I need to rethink the future between us. You lied to me that you don’t know anything about hockey and now, you’re lying too. You acted all clueless all the time when you literally knew everything” He replied and left your apartment. You sighed defeated.

Dynamic after the secret was out

Jack hadn’t spoken to you for two weeks. He felt betrayed that you lied to him. It bothered him more than the fact that you're a Rangers fan. He didn’t want to forgive you so easily. Lying was one of the pet peeves that he hated and you knew it but still, you did it. He couldn’t trust you anymore.

The minute he left, you realised that you should be honest with him. You tried to reach him and explain to him why you did it but he didn’t want to listen to you. You knew that he deserved the truth and felt bad that you lied to him when you promised him at the beginning of your friendship to always be honest with him, no matter what. 

One night, Jack arrived in your apartment and you were surprised to see him. He was done with avoiding this confrontation. He knew it’s the right thing even if it took him a lot of courage to do it. His feelings towards you were too strong to be ignored.

“I need to know why you lied” He said with his hands in his pockets. 

“I did it because I was scared how you would react when you’ll find out that I’m rooting for your rival team” 

“That’s it?” You nodded and he laughed. “You think so low of me that you thought I would stop talking to you because you like Rangers?” You nodded again. “That’s even worse than lying”

“Look at how you’re acting towards them. You hate this team and I didn’t want to ruin what we have or had, I don’t know what we are anymore” 

“I’ll tell you what we are. We’re nothing. We can come back to having sex without any commitment but for now, I can’t trust you and I don’t even want to spend my free time with you. We can try to rebuild what you broke, if you still want and promise not to lie again to me” 

“Fine by me” You crossed your arms on your chest. “If sex is the only thing that can save us, that’s fine with me and I promise, from now on to be honest with you” 

In fact, it wasn’t fine with you. You wanted more from him but Jack was too stubborn. You agreed on this condition, having in mind the hope that you can be friends again or more. 

Is it gonna be worth it? 

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first chapter

[christinesficrecs]

Do you have any fics you can recommend where like, Derek's family member(s) that died in the fire appear as ghosts and Stiles can see/hear them? Or something along those lines.

Thanks ❤️❤️❤️

I do! 🩷

You Only Live Once…or Twice by WonderWolf | 32.9K | Explicit

Or the one in which Stiles is a necromancer who needs help stopping a rogue alpha and Derek is the solution, but at what cost?

From Ashes by andavs | 13.4K 

Stiles really couldn’t say for sure who was more surprised when the formerly very much deceased Laura Hale suddenly appeared behind Gerard Argent, mid-villain monologue, and ripped his head off.

Dream of Life Again by BarlowGirl | 18.3K | Explicit

You better be ready,” Lydia says as she cleans dirt out from under her nails with an antiseptic wipe. Stiles can smell the lemon scent even from where he stands a few feet away. She’s probably going to end up covered in blood in a few moments, but she likes to be in control in any way she can, so he doesn’t tease her about this. “It’s time to start.”

“I’m ready,” Stiles says and he’s pretty sure it’s not even a lie. Hopefully.

Dead Things by standinginanicedress | 89.1K | Explicit

Derek blows some more smoke out. He chooses to look at Stiles’ mouth instead of in his eyes, again. “I need you to bring someone back.”

“Back.”

“From the dead.”

“Absolutely not,” Stiles scoffs, shaking his head. “Not for you, not for all the money in the world.”

Derek looks at him, just looks. He is not going to accept no for an answer, and Stiles knows it, but it doesn’t matter, because Stiles will not do that. He cannot do that, not again. “Why not for me in specific?”

don’t know what i’m supposed to do (haunted by the ghost of you) by crazyassmurdererwall (smartalli) | 30.9K

Stiles sees dead people. Yep. Seriously.

(He’s got this. He’s totally got this. So what if one of them is Derek’s mom?)

Whatever Our Souls Are Made Of by Lissadiane | 14.9K

In which Stiles Stilinski sees the ghosts of animals with unfinished business, and Derek Hale is unaware that his dearly departed sister left a few things unfinished.

Of Course It’s Fairies by HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere | 100.2K

While still suffering from the after effects of the Nogitsune, Stiles and the pack stumble upon and save a trapped fairy. The boy’s parents, not wanting to be in the pack’s debt, offer each member of the pack who assisted in the rescue, the opportunity to bring a loved one back from the dead.

Having been blissfully reunited with several of their once-lost friends and family members, everyone must work together to figure out how to function as a new pack, and how to defeat a new incoming threat.

I See Dead People by Asteria_Star | 15.3K

Stiles has been able to see Ghosts for as long as he could remember. Having a ghost tell you that you are a necromancer and that the supernatural exists was nothing. What isn't nothing is trying to navigate your best friend becoming a werewolf while trying to hide what you are.

AND since I'm here :)

I Was Present While You Were Unconscious by CharWright5 | 19.4K

Stiles had often thought about how he’d meet his soul mate, the literal muscular man of his dreams. He just didn’t ever imagine finding him on Facebook where a friend had shared a news article about a werewolf John Doe in a coma after a car wreck four hours out of town. And he also didn’t expect to bond and fall in love with the guy’s family before ever saying two words to him out loud.

[angy-grrr]

A thought about the leaks:

It makes more sense when you think about Izuku Midoriya as an unreliable narrator who wanted to talk about a hero story.

He doesnt want us, the audience, to know about the depth of his own feelings and emotions, because this is the story of how he and the rest of the class kept reaching out their hands to those in need of help.

Something that kind of surprised me when he talked to Ochako was how he would frame it almost like "you are my hero as you have reached out your hand to me multiple times since the beginning, and I want to also be a hero to you too, so I must help you with everyone else"; he wants to be a hero from the beginning to the end, and this act of kindness for Ochako and need to let out her emotions for Himiko is framed as heroic. This is him being a hero.

Who saves the heroes? Other heroes, instead of being alone. And anyone can be a hero. This is a story about it.

Izuku has no intentions of showing off his trauma, his loneliness, his pain, outside of what's heroic; he cant even talk about romantic feelings without going back to it.

It made me feel much better, to see it that way; its not that the whole story ends with what he said, he is literally skipping all he parts that wouldn't be part of a cool hero story.

He parallels AFO after all.

I think it makes sense considering how much different Ochako's feelings and thoughts are depending on who tells the story; when we have her POV while fighting Himiko everything is personal and emotional, but when she explains her feelings to Deku she doesnt even mention anything related to how much she wanted her in her life, besides the childhood friends comment, and even brings up the uses of her quirk. Its like she is comparing herself to Deku? Like if she noticed those things about quirks instead of focusing on the emotional aspect, then maybe she could have helped her sooner. And in the final chapter, when she is mentioned, its about her heroic work, not about how much they talked, or their hangouts, or anything like that.

Izuku skips the handhold, and I want to believe its bc it wouldnt make it for the hero story. He doesnt talk about what he felt when he sacrificed himself for the first time, but we saw his anger and his uncontrolled pain. He doesnt talk about how he forgives him, but we saw how much he always wanted him in his life. He doesnt talk about Katsuki dying. but we saw how someone else had to tell him they didnt lose anyone yet and he was getting help. Control your heart. Izuku hits his chest, black whip makes a heart, and he focuses in what he knows to do: heroics. He will save, and he will fight to save.

Another reason why he wouldnt bring back his own feelings when it comes to imitating Katsuki unconsciously even if he knows others would dislike it; he wants to be selfless hero Deku, and while he does admire Katsuki and cherish his company, he knows he himself wouldnt get a pass to be rude when he isnt as brilliant as him from his perspective.

And like any hero would, he wants his friends by his side, and forever to help others. That's what he wants to represent in his hero academia, another saving hero like his All Might.

(Also apparently Horikoshi and his team were especially pressured by Shonen Jump during these months and he admits he found it rushed, so once again the capitalistic corporation is the evil to defeat. This is just my own interpretation in universe)

[anakinsbaee]

distraction - m.s

summary: after a painful conversation with Matt, where he harshly ended your friendship, you are left heartbroken and confused

warnings: sad, bsfmatt, cussing, use of y/n, not proofread

word count: 1.1k

a/n: this is kinda really bad lmfao

my inbox is always open to requests <3

You sat alone in your room in the middle of your bed. Has it ever been this quiet? The cars from outside would drive past your apartment, that’s all you can hear. It’s only 8pm and I have nothing to do. You quietly sobbed

Matt just dropped me off. That’s all I can remember.

Nick called you 

N: “Y/n?”

You: “Nick?

What happened?”

N: “Matt is crying. What the fuck happened in that car ride?”

You: “Oh. I..” You didn’t want to think about it honestly.

Flashback

“I just don’t feel like we can be friends anymore.” Matt said, his tone dripping with disgust

“What?” You froze. He was joking. Right?

“We all talked, we just think you're a distraction.” He held the bridge of his nose.

“Did you?” You croaked out

“What did Nick say?” You were in defeat, no way Nick would actually say that. And as well as Chris?

“It doesn’t really matter what he said. I think you are a distraction” he said shifting uncomfortably in his carseat.

“Oh.” Your heart broke into a million pieces. You’ve always liked Matt. He was your favorite.

“I’m sorry.” You tried to say. But your throat felt like it was blocked and you couldn’t even swallow. Your face was hot, you just wanted to go home.

“I’ll drop you off.” He said his words were a bit lightened.

 If he never said anything I would’ve been home 10 minutes earlier.

I wouldn’t be crying.

The engine was humming, that's how loud the silence was. No words spoken, no sounds. 

Nothing.

Now: 

N: “Why the fuck did he say that?”

You shrugged like he could see you through the phone. Your head falls into your hands.

You: “I wish I could tell you.” Your voice a bit raspy

A few minutes pass by and it was filled with silence

N: “Hey okay I’m going to help Matt alright?” He says in an almost whisper.

You: “Alright”

You didn’t like that you had all this time on your hands to think about it, to replay it in your head over and over again.

So you got dressed and called your friend to see if you can forget it all and go to a club.

You applied the last of your mascara. 

You didn’t even recognize yourself, it felt like you’ve completely alternated but that wasn’t true. 

At least that’s what you were trying to force yourself to think.

You exited out of the uber and entered the club.

“God!” You yelled it was extremely loud

“Oh my god Y/n!” Her voice was slurred but anyone could recognize it’s your best friend Bri.

“You actually fuckin’ came?” She laughed and gave you her drink

“Here sip. S’good right?”

You nodded trying to not puke already, that was the most terrible drink ever but it’s beer what did you expect.

You went over to the cooler and grabbed yourself your own beer and chugged it.

“So why are ya here?” Bri asked “Did a guy break your pretty heart?” She giggled

“Something like that, remember Matt? Oh yeah he fucked me up”

Hours later, and 3 beers later. (You weren’t much of a drinker to be honest)

“Does Matt really hate me?” You thought to yourself

You’ve grown sick of being here suddenly it was too hot, too loud, too many people. 

You checked your phone

3:26am

You left the club you didn’t want to get into an uber afraid you were going to puke in it.

Everyone was most likely asleep right now. 

Except for one person

The phone rang on maybe until the 3rd ring

“Hello?” He groaned, his voice was deep and tired

“Matt?” You sniffled 

“Y/n are you okay? Where are you?”

“IdontknowIwannagohome!” you said really fast and sobbed

“Fuck, let me keys I’m coming” You heard jangling and the call ended

The realisation quickly hits you. You called Matt, the one you literally just fought. What the fuck were you doing?

You sat at the curb, waiting for him, that's all you could do. 

He pulls up, you could instantly recognize his minivan. You snickered to yourself, you always teased him about it.

You opened the passenger seat and sat down

“Are you okay?” A worried look plastered on his face

You nodded, your lips jutting. Trying not to cry

“Listen Y/n I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-” He realized it might not be the best time to talk so he just drove.

“I have a bag here um, just throw up in there I guess” He place the bag in my lap

“Matt, you never told me what I was distracting you from.” you swallowed

“I never meant it. I thought you were.. Distracting me from.. Our videos.” he admitted embarrassed. “I’m sorry” he whispered looking at me “Also heres a jacket it’s fucking cold out here”

You hummed as he threw the jacket over your shoulders.

Holding tightly on the jacket around your shoulders you fell asleep.

We arrived at my apartment

“Y/n” He tapped my shoulder “We’re here”

I shook “Huh?” I looked around, noticing my apartment. I slipped off the jacket and took off my seatbelt.

“Thank you so much.” You smiled 

“Of course, but, Y/n look I’m sorry.” The moonlight shined on his face, the outline of his puffy eyes indicated that he did indeed cry.

I just hugged him

“It’s okay.” You whispered into his hair

He hugged you back tightly

“Wait actually. Can you stay over?”

He smirked

“No! Fuck off not like that!” You furrowed your brows annoyed

“Yeah, yeah I know” He rolled his eyes smiling

“I don’t like sleeping alone, y’know” you said quietly

He nodded and we both got out of the car. 

You got to your door and unlocked it and headed inside throwing everything to the floor, your purse, shoes. You left his jacket hanging and went into your room. Matt followed

You slipped out of your dress without a warning 

Matt’s eyes widen and instantly turns around his face flushed

You threw on some sweatpants and a random big shirt (Matt’s shirt)

“Do you need any clothes?” You offered

“Nah I’m good” He cleared his throat

“C’mere” You yawned inviting him to bed. He joined you taking off his socks and stretching

Matt wraps his arms around you and plays with your hair.

“I’m sorry. Genuinely”

You looked at him “I know.” You snuggled into his chest and yawned

You fell asleep instantly, in his warm embrace.

I HATE THIS SO MUCH

[acourtofthought]

I just saw an elriel post, where they were making fun of Lucien as usual. Talking about how we are delusional for thinking that the statement that Azriel made, that he would defeat Lucien with little or no effort, is crazy. Mind you we don’t even know Lucien’s full powers as opposed to Azriel. All we know is that he has the potential to be one of the most powerful faes in prythain. Man is literally walking around with powers INHERITED by two powerful high lords, not one, two, so how are we delusional?? He does have a lot of potential, even if we can’t see it now, and we are valid to think that Azriel’s statement is crazy. But what I find funny is that it also further proves my point on why elucien should end up together, and shows how contradictory they are because they always call out people for underestimating Elain, even in the books, and making her look weak especially because we don’t know her full potential, which I agree. Meanwhile Lucien is legit walking around with the exact same problem, with both the fandom and the characters in the book, underestimating him and making him to look weak, when we literally don’t also know his full potential. And, you’re telling me they aren’t Endgame???Okay.

It's strange people hold on to that conversation as fact.

First, we know that HL's are not merely powerful, they are power and we know that's the direction Sarah is taking Lucien's character. Az, in a true fight, could not beat a HL and if he could it erases the entire structure Prythian is built on. There was no point in Sarah having the Suriel tell us what it did about the High Lords. We also know Lucien's fire ability is because of the strong power his mother's side had which is why Beron chose her in the first place.

"But even Rhys said Az could defeat him!" BUT........Rhys ALSO said "Lucien, as Beron's son, has the right to demand it of you."

Rhys knows that Lucien is not actually Beron's son yet he chose to avoid bringing that up to Az, instead, letting Az believe Lucien is son. To me it seems more likely that Rhys was saying what he did in order to bring Az does from his rage, to hopefully make him see reason, to understand the consequences that COULD be at play. However, if it truly got to that point, a fight to the death between Az and Lucien, do we really think that Rhys would not then step in and tell Lucien of his heritage?

His heritage is currently a secret to everyone but Rhys and Feyre so Rhys wasn't going to center his argument to Az off the information that only he and Feyre know.

Also and like you said, even if Rhys thought Az had a chance at beating Lucien, that doesn't mean he can. Lucien is underestimated just like Elain and the entire point of their arcs is proving the misconceptions about them wrong. Just because Az thinks he can beat Lucien does not mean that Sarah can't write Lucien completely shocking them all by wiping the floor with him. In an Az POV, where is his friend is trying to diffuse his temper, of course Rhys is going to say, "there there, of course you can". He's not going to wave a red flag at an already ready to charge bull by saying, "You don't know the things I do so you might not beat Lucien as easily as you think!" All that would have done is drive Az's desire to fight Lucien even higher. Instead Rhys moved the conversation away from Az's abilities to what would happen if a fight between the two happened in the first place.

[emmaiooo]

to love me better, than all the others do. (prelude)

- prelude.

      words -  2k

    {fem reader}

[writers note: hey so…! this was written in literal two parts of like style idk like everything from till the almost bottom is very rushed and non descriptive! also i felt like a silly woman and decided to write brain rot for y’all gen z! (i’m a gen z i cannot be talking). this fanfic is driving me crazy because i am no longer obsessed with jjk anymore since the ending happened...i'm still mad my king died bro.]

•❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

y/n l/n, born in a well off family, was cursed ever since she was born. unknown to her, she has killed two of her classmates because of her uncontrollable anger. to everyone, she was sweet and kind and so..so lovable. of course, everyone has to have secrets right? 

“sensei, i sense someone with a really strong cursed energy.” gojo said to the phone, peering at you talking with your friends. “i think she might be the cause of the unknown deaths in this school.” gojo sighed, watching you intensely. “hey, who is that handsome guy? omg y/n he’s looking at you so intensely!” your friends whispered, giggling happily. “nah, that’s just creepy. look at those blue ass eyes..” you remarked. “alright, you know what to do.” yaga said through the phone. “yup! got it.” gojo smiled as he approached you. “oh shitt he’s coming towards us! hurry do i look good?” your friend asked. “ugh, always that one whore friend, i wish she would just shut the fuck up.” you thought. suddenly, her mouth was closed shut, grabbing onto you trying to speak and ask for help. you laugh, “what's wrong? can’t speak?” everyone else laughed along with you, not even thinking twice about how her mouth was shut suddenly. “how the hell are those friends feeling scared or weirded out? it’s like someone is hypnotizing them..” gojo thought. 

“hey ladies, what are y’all shopping for?” gojo said, giving you and your friends a smirk. your friend who had her mouth closed desperately reached for him, trying to tell him something. “don’t mind her, she’s just such an attention seeker.” you said, smiling at him. all of a sudden, gojo felt his concern for her slowly fade away. “is this girl a snake and fangs user? how is she using this? i’m pretty sure this curse technique is inherited. shit. i’m fucked, i guess i’ll just knock her out.” gojo quickly lunges in, giving you a nice good punch to knock you out. 

you awoke in a room covered in talismans, as you regained your sight, you saw a man who looked visibly upset, crossing his arms. “sorry pretty, messed up your face a lil.” gojo said, whispering into your ear. you immediately looked at him, moving back a few inches to realize you were tied up. “get the fuck away from me you scummy old hermit!” you shouted, trying to get out of the restraints. “i said get back!” you screamed, wondering why your “magic” didn’t work. “nuh uh girly pop, that doesn’t work here!” gojo said, wiggling his fingers “no” at you. you looked around, seeing all those talismans filling the room. “that is enough gojo. we have a criminal here.” yaga said sternly. “criminal? the hell? what did i do?” you said, glaring at yaga. “you killed two students and manipulated everyone else around you with your curse technique. you will have a secret execution.” yaga said, his arms still crossed. “wait- please no.” execution? even in court they’ll probably give you like 10 years in prisoon. “i have so much to live for! i-i can help people with my power or some shit, i don’t even know what my power is and how powerful it is and how it can harm people! please just let me live-” you got cut off my gojo. “yeah sensei, she could study at jujutsu high and help me defeat curses! it’s gonna be so fun! and she can meet my friends, suguru and ieiri!” gojo smiled, pleading yaga with his eyes. “it is not that simple gojo.” yaga sighed, looking at you. “do you want to help people?” he asked you. “uh…yes! if my power can help people. i’m sorry i used it for bad! i didn’t know them dying was my fault, i just thought i had insane luck and god on my side..” you pleaded. “see, that is a wonderful response! now loosen the restraints and let me tour her!” gojo was excited, smiling big. “i..her help would be great..ok. y/n l/n, from now on you will train at jujutsu high and only use your power for good, or else we will get this..guy” he looked at gojo, “to kill you..” you looked confused, “how the hell is this oldie going to kill me? literally, he should be at the elderly hospital.” gojo gasped, “how dare you!” 

-at jujutsu high.

“is that the new girl? she’s hot, like...bitchy hot.” shoko said, looking at you up and down. “she’s the one i convinced sensei to go here.” gojo said, pointing at you. as you turned around to look at the trio, one black haired boy caught your eye. he had a slight smile and small eyes but so seductive. hell, gojo is hot but this dude’s aura is even hotter! you walked up to them and introduced yourself. “y/n l/n, nice to meet you both.” you smiled as you shook geto’s and shoko’s hand. you looked up at the black haired boy and you both locked eyes at each other. gojo, however, ruined the moment with his high pitched voice. “THIS IS GETO SUGURU AND SHOKO IEIRI!!!” he screamed, pointing at them. you stood there awkwardly, giving a little sigh. “i think you fucking broke my ear drums.” you said, smacking gojo in the arm. “ack! see, she’s mean…” gojo whined and acted like he was extremely hurt. “that makes me like her even more, let me show you to your dorm y/n.” shoko took you by your hand and walked toward the dorm. “so what do you think about her suguru?” gojo asked geto, nudging him on his arm. “she’s interesting.” he said, smiling softly and made his way to his dorm as gojo followed suit.

“so how’s life here treating you regina george?” shoko questioned. that nickname was a little shocking to you, even though you knew you kinda acted like a mean girl. “it’s okay, i’m getting used to being on time. i used to use my technique to make my teacher think i’m not late and not write me up.” you replied to her. shoko laughed, “now that’s something i’ve never heard of.” you chuckled as you look up at the sky, it has been a few months since you have arrived. you got a lot more close with gojo these days. he has been hanging around your dorm room and asking you to fight with him. you haven’t spoken to geto much, it was just small greets and good mornings, although you wish to speak to him more. “Y/N!!” gojo shouted as he ran up to you and geto trailing behind. “eww who is this weirdo calling my name i don’t know him.” you turned around and made a face of disgust as you put your hand in front of you. “cmon y/n, i’m your bestie westie! i bought you ice cream!” gojo shoved a bag of popsicles and ice cream at your face. “okay thanks…didn’t have to shove it in my face though.” you rolled your eyes as you gave one to shoko. “oopsies poopsie!” gojo shrugged with his tongue sticking out. “you guys play too much…” geto sighed as he shook his head. you laughed along with gojo and shoko, slapping gojo in the process. “oww!” gojo shouted.

during your second year of jujutsu high, things started to get busy. there was new first years and they were really fun to mess around with, but now you are always caught up with missions. somehow, gojo roped his way into making you his girlfriend, which you never expected. your first date was at an ice cream shop. 

-at the ice cream shop

when you both arrived at the shop, you looked at the different types of ice cream inside the display. “can i have the biggest cone and put as much scoops as you can on it please?” gojo asked the cashier. “oh uhm...ill try.” the cashier said hesitantly. “gojo you are such a big back i feel bad for the cashier!” you said as you watch the person put one scoop over another till it gets to 5 scoops. “nuh uh, this is for my brain.” he said, grabbing the ice cream. “what flavor do you want?” he asked, taking out his BLACK CARD. “wtf. you fucking rich ass. from now on, you are gonna buy me everything.” you said , “also i want _____” gojo smiled, “of course anything for my bestie.” the cashier gave you the ice cream and went back to the cash register. after gojo paid, you both went outside of the ice cream shop and sat on the benches. “y/n…i think i like you…you are so skibidi and rizzful! please be my gyatting sigma!” 

(this did not happen i felt a little rizzy)

but in the corner of your eye, you always see geto staring at you and gojo talking. did he feel left out? no way…he was gojo’s best buddy. eveything changed when you, gojo, and geto were called into a mission to protect the star plasma vessel, riko. when you first met her, it was funny how gojo and geto were arguing with her. “hey miss, are you going to protect me too? you are very pretty.” she looked at you smiling. “yes, and i won’t be as bad as those silly dudes over there, don’t worry.” you put your hand on her shoulder, reassuring her. “okay girl that is my girlfriend there. back off!” gojo grabbed you by the shoulder and hugged you. that really hurt. gojo sometimes can’t handle how he controls his strength. one time you got a fucking fracture in your shoulder because how tight he hugged you. “okay weirdo.” you pushed him off. you weren’t prepared to see her body lying lifeless infront of you.

-after the gruesome fight and gojo’s enlightenment (forgot what it was)

“satoru?” you knocked at his dorm door. after the fight with toji, gojo has become more depressed lately, and you noticed that geto has been getting skinner and looked sad all the time. “get the fuck away y/n, don’t wanna talk to you.” he said, behind the door. “geez, just wanted to check up on you…are you okay? need a hug?” you sighed. “no, leave me alone.” he said. you left the male dorms quietly to see geto sitting there at a bench, he looked lonely. “geto? are you okay?” you sat next to him, looking at him. “i am fine y/n, you do not need to worry.” he mumbled. “no geto, what is wrong?” you persisted. “y/n, i’d appreciate it if you called me by my name.” geto said, looking at you. he didn’t want to be called by a name that belonged to monkeys. “okay…suguru. are you sure you don’t need someone to talk to? a hug?” you asked, looking up at him. “it’s just…riko’s death…” he said quietly. “it’s okay, she’s in a better place now. you hugged him, tight, and he hugged back. 

these days, gojo has gotten better and is his regular self. even though you check up on geto…i mean suguru, every few days, it seems like he hasn’t gotten any better. “suguru, you okay? you look like you lost weight.” gojo said after showing off his new tricks. “i’m fine, it’s just the summer heat.” he said. “okay…” gojo said suspiciously, going back to tell shoko to throw more things at him. stupid gojo satoru. how can he not notice his best friend is in need of him? this is just stupid. “hey suguru,” you asked him “wanna go out and get some ice cream? it can help with the heat.” you smiled at him, and gojo didn’t like that. gojo was staring dead straight at you couldn’t seem to notice. “okay, i’ll pay.” geto said as he started to walk out. you quickly caught up with him and tapping him, “nah, it’s on me don’t worry!” he looked at you and shot you a smile, “thanks y/n, really grateful.” you laughed as you followed him out the door, leaving shoko and gojo alone inside. “is it just me, or have they been very close?” gojo questioned. shoko looked at him, giving him a side eye as she sighed. “are you slow or just…really fucking stupid?” she shook her head, taking another draw out of her cigarette. “what? now you’re being a bitch too now?” gojo’s voice raised as he got angry. “i already got y/n ignoring me half the time, when we kiss i feel like shes trying to get away, then suguru acts all weird and depressed and he just won’t tell me!” he raised his hands up as he yelled. shoko pinches her nose bridge, thinking that gojo is actually stupid. maybe all that cursed energy fried his damn brain. “go figure it out yourself smartass.” she turned around as she threw away her cigarette and walked up the stairs back into the dorms. “fuck.” gojo hissed as he remembered that he and y/n also got ice cream together and wondered if they are going to the same place. he kicked a pole and yelped in pain. (stupid). 

GOD I DONT WANT TO WIRTE BRO ITS 2K WORDS AND IM ALREADY DYING WHEN I CAN RAW DOG 15K BY READING. hey so im just gonna post.

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] - forty-eight | today’s prize is: Cash!

The game ended when Mick and Ryujin pulled a last minute Hail Mary and managed to kill San and Yeji. ‘Defeat’, the title said as it ended, the bean-shaped spacemen appearing on screen.

“Wow….” Yeji said. “We’ve known each other how long Mick? And you just kill me like that.?”

Mick laughed. “Hey, I don’t know why you thought I was so trustworthy when Cat correctly sussed me out for faking Keys.”

“It was literally Keys!” You shouted. “How did none of you believe me?”

“Um, I think I know.” San said.

“Don’t you dare.”

Bracken laughed loudly into his mic. “Please, Morn, tell us.”

“In the game before this, you:” San addressed you pointedly, “Voted the other imposter out, threw me under the bus, got Bracken voted out for faking something he didn’t fake--”

“Don’t forget that she reported my kill and then voted me out,” Ryujin added.

You laughed.

“Yeah, you reported your teammate’s kill and and then voted her out.” San amended his previous statement.

“And we won! So I don’t think I really did all that bad of a job. And also, that’s no reason not to believe me this time!” You laughed.

“Better than when Morn and Bracken won earlier because Yeji was third impostering so hard,” Ryujin added.

“Hey! I thought it was Mick!” Yeji shouted.

You all laughed.

“Cat, are you going to clip the part from earlier when we were in Decon and you divided Morn and Mick from the group?” 

“Yes, oh my god that was so good.”

2304273408: slut

For some reason that caught your eye, and your attention snapped to your chat. You saw it for a second before it disappeared and you would have thought you were seeing things if you didn’t already know that Quack was fast on the draw when it came to hate comments.

“Cat?” San asked.

“Yeah, sorry. What’d you say?”

“I asked what that looked like from your perspective.”

“Oh, it was like… you guys were almost done with tasks and I don’t know about Yeji, but I was panicking--”

“Oh, no, I was also panicking.”

The two of you laughed.

“So when me and her happened to walk over to Decon at the same time and I realized that there was a slim chance we could win, I spammed the button closed as fast as I could and managed to separate you and Mick from the group and we were able to kill you.”

“When I saw the doors start to close, I was like, ‘This is our chance!’” Yeji laughed.

“Wowwww…” San trailed off. “I’m going to watch that clip when you post it, it sounds good, actually.”

“Yeah, I was about to be mad, but it sounds like a great bit of tension.” Mick admitted.

“It was very cinematic,” Ryujin added.

“Okay, do we want to take a break? We just played four games in a row and I don’t know about you but I need more water.”

A chorus of ‘Yeah’s and ‘Yes’s answered Mick’s question.

“Okay, so… ten minutes?”

“Sounds good,” you answered.

Everyone muted as they took off their headphones and stretched or went to the bathroom or got snacks. You went to the bathroom and refilled your water and sat back down to the sound of crunching.

LeaBea: crunch munch crunch QuackIsWhack✅: So noisy A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH JohnnyYuta: CRUNCH CRUNCH

“Who’s munching and crunching over there?”

“Me.” San answered.

“Are you starting an ASMR channel?”

“Ohhh,” he said through whatever it was that he was eating. 

You heard him drag his mic closer and he began chewing the chips slower so he could exaggerate the sounds. Your brain went tingly and you spasmed at the sound.

“Gah!” 

“What was that?” He laughed.

“Ugh, you made my brain go all silly for a second and I got the jitters.”

YangYangGangGang: ASMR BRAIN!! A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: SONIC ATTACK! JohnnyYuta: IT’S SUPER EFFECTIVE!

“Noooo, shut up!” You laughed.

“Me or your chat?”

“My chat’s making fun of me.”

“You seem to get roasted by them quite a bit.”

“Yeah, I’m not sure if they’re friends or enemies at this point.”

A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: FRENEMIES JohnnyYuta: I love that skirt, where’d you get it? So retro

“Oh my god, Yuta and Tree are right: we’re frenemies.”

San laughed. “That… doesn’t seem good?”

“They’re kidding. We’re buds.”

JohnnyYuta: Best buds A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: The bestest JohnnyYuta: The budest YangYangGangGang: The buddhist SleepySheepy😴: The boobist LuciPURR: Booba? MinHoe: Aww, I want boba now :(

You laughed at them and the rest of your chat went back to talking about whatever they had been chatting about while you were gone. 

You heard a sigh as Mick and Bracken sat back down at their desks, shortly joined by Yeji forgetting her mic was muted and Ryujin reminding her.

“Hmm…” Mick’s icon lit up as he thought out loud.

“Got something for us chief?” Ryujin asked.

He chuckled. “No, someone in my chat just asked why we don’t bet on the games we play.”

“Ew.” You said. “Life is enough of a gamble, I don’t also need to bet money on it.”

“I don’t have enough money to bet,” Yeji laughed.

“And like, what would happen if one of us is really good at a game and keeps winning and winning all the money? Then we’d end up never being able to play that game again.”

“Mhm.” Ryujin agreed.

“Also,” you added, “Keeho can’t bet. He’d be canceled right out of kpop.”

“They’d cancel him out for that?” San asked. 

“Yeah, it’s like an image thing. Gambling is right up there with drugs and bullying on the list of Things That Will Destroy a Career."

“Strangely enough,” you said, “plagiarism is not on that list.”

“Are we talking about the incident where that well-known-producer-I-won’t-name stole a nightcore song and didn’t even get in trouble when everyone found out?” Ryujin asked.

“You know the one.”

“Shots.” She said with a laugh.

You chuckled. It happened a few years ago, but it still made you mad.

“Well, chat, you heard the team!” Mick said to his own chat.

Bracken laughed. “What if we just did a prize at the end?”

“We’re not actually considering this, are we?” Ryujin asked.

“I don’t know, it could be fun. What do you think, Morn, you haven’t said anything.”

“Oh… I wasn’t sure if I was allowed, since I’m just a replacement for Keeho.” “You’re a part of the group, Morn.” You reassured him.

“Oh… really?”

“Yeah, we all like having you around.”

“Mhm!” Yeji agreed through whatever food was in her mouth.

“Yeji, chew before you choke yourself. And yeah, you’re cool, Morn.” Ryujin added.

“Definitely a stand-up guy.” Said Mick.

“Which is weird, because he’s probably sitting down.” Bracken added.

You all laughed. 

“Oh, um, thanks guys,” San said.

“Anyway,” you went back to the earlier topic, “for those of you in the chats who are wondering, Today’s prize is: Cash! Because we didn't know what to get you for your birthday anymore. We feel like we don't really know you since you moved out of the house, Susan. You never call.”

San laughed loudly.

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[dark-night-star-light]

Things in Spirit Animals that piss me off:

Abeke and her father making up. He's abusive to her her entire life and then he suddenly makes up with her because she's a hero now? Wow, well, wonder where that change of heart came from. I do indeed wonder. It drives the idea that you should forgive family for everything because they are family. Where did my found family themes go? What about Rollan and Tarik?

Lord MacDonnell not getting what was coming for him. The guy sucks. He's horrible, I don't care if he's on the good guys' side. In fact, it makes the story more complex that he's on the good guys' side. I quite like that, actually. Lord MacDonnell was a good addition to add to the nuance of the Greencloaks not being the source of supreme good all the time. Proves how low the Greencloaks are willing to stoop to get allies to defeat the Conquerors, shows how desperate they are. Rollan literally seethes with rage at him during their last encounter in Hunted. Then suddenly he's fine with him in later books because he's on the Greencloaks' side? Rollan joining the Greencloaks eventually makes sense. Rollan immediately forgiving all the Greencloaks' allies for everything ever because of joining the Greencloaks does not. Look, I understand that in fiction, people can be bad people, have the audience understand they are bad people, and still not get what they deserve. I get it. (That's actually what happens with the Lord of Trunswick. He actually gets a semi-happy ending. But it's made explicitly clear in every possible way that he absolutely sucks and did not deserve that ending whatsoever.) But that doesn't change the fact that the whole narrative about MacDonnell shifts in the later books in order to make him out to be some sort of hero. And that harpist never gets justice.

I like that Kirat got character development. Look, I really do. But doing it by telling the kid that he's related to a hero was not the way to go. Please. What was that. Again, it drives home very family-defines-who-you-are vibes which I am not a fan of.

The two legendary bond tokens being lost to sea. Please, what the hell was that. And everyone just accepts it? Why. It couldn't have been difficult to write in a single paragraph, nay, a single sentence in the last chapter expositing that the Greencloaks searched the sea and found them eventually. Please, what is this.

Conor's entire personality changing in The Dragon's Eye. That was not character development. That was character assassination. I honestly would've been down for Conor ending up the way he is in The Dragon's Eye, but it needs to happen over the course of several books, not off-page between the last and second-to-last book.

Rollan and Meilin's jealousy and miscommunication arc in Stormspeaker. Despised it. It was vile, and ruined everything I love about them. Thankfully, we go back to normal Reilin in The Dragon's Eye. So at least we didn't finish their relationship on such a horrendous note.

Shane and Devin/Worthy never interacting on page, as far as I am aware. Correct me if I'm wrong. Then, in The Wildcat's Claw, we're given a bunch of lengthy exposition from Worthy talking about how great a leader Shane was and how he taught Worthy to fight and all those other stories. They always felt so empty to me because Shane and Worthy's bond has next to no canon basis whatsoever.

Connecting to the last point, Shane not appearing in Hunted. Perfect opportunity for him to bond with Devin, manipulate him a little, be a disingenuous lying little shit, appear sympathetic toward Abeke while trying to get her back (and failing), then disappear right when times get tough and leave Devin and Karmo stranded in the dungeon. This would give Worthy mixed feelings about Shane, complex-ifying their relationship. Then, before the Redcloaks-are-former-Conquerors reveal, we could see Shane and Worthy fighting side by side. Abeke and Rollan could note their mask designs, which would help identify then as Shane and Worthy later.

The Tergesh not being able to summon spirit animals. Please, what is that nonsense. I hate it. Also, if they can't summon spirit animals because of their existing connection to rhinos, the logic follows that Conor shouldn't be able to summon Briggan because of his existing connection to his sheepdogs. (Although it is interesting to think about an AU where Stetriol gets its hands on this knowledge and tries to use it to their advantage. They start animal shelter programs and such to try to keep people from summoning spirit animals and contracting the bonding sickness.)

How the heck did Meilin's father get his hands on the Bile? How was he convinced to give it to his only daughter? I adore the Meilin-Bile arc, okay, but its origins are kind of a plot hole.

The Wyrm as a villain. You're telling me after all the complexity and nuance we get in the first arc, the second arc's villain is a stereotypical giant blob of fleshy goo that, get this, literally wants to eat the world? Who came up with this? You could argue that the real villain is Zerif, but even then, he's incredibly flat as an antagonist. You could also argue that this is meant to redeem Kovo and Shane, but that also feels weird, as there are almost certainly better ways to do that.

Shane dying right as he was getting redeemed. I'm going to be so honest, I think Shane had to kick the bucket. I love him, but he had to die. But not before he and Abeke could have a proper conversation and get to a better place and have some bonding moments that are full of trust and friendship! Please, what the heck is this?

The other Great Beast summoners getting little to no fleshing out or understanding. By far, the most interesting one is Anuqi. She hates the Greencloaks, and for a valid reason, too. This is literally so interesting. Please, they could've done so much with her during the second arc. Raisha is a close second. Not a fan of the fact that her backstory is literally just "I was a bored rich girl" which apparently voids her of any human compassion, but whatever.

Shane and Zerif's relationship never reaches a good climax. (Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fi-)

What do you mean Abeke didn't kill Zerif? What do you mean? After vowing to, and failing, not once, but twice, Zerif sacrifices himself? Where's the thematic significance in that?

Conor's Wyrm arc. He's next to useless the entire four books, he doesn't do anything of actual value to the quest, and he's treated like a burden the entire time. Honestly, if you hadn't read the first series, you wouldn't even realize he's a main character aside from the fact that he gets a few chapters. He gets very few moments to truly shine in the series. Instead, it should've been Takoda who was infected. It would also strengthen his relationship to Xanthe, because she'd first insist they leave him behind, then she'd grow attached to him and decide to bring him. It gives Xanthe a character conflict between wanting to leave Takoda behind because she's been taught all her life that the Wyrm is the supreme evil and not wanting to leave Takoda because she likes him. It also does the same with Kovo, who has spent his entire existence fighting the Wyrm, only for him to be bonded to someone who's infected. Conor would have more opportunities to act like a real main character. And Takoda has chapters from his perspective, too, so it's not like we couldn't have had some perspective on what it's like to be infected. But Conor is still a primary main character, and he does nothing except hike with the group and cough for the majority of that arc.

Zerif not being at all fleshed out and just being a mustache-twirling, evil-laughing cartoon villain that just wants power.

The bond tokens. Not the concept itself, but the execution. So many of them were just what they could already do, except stronger, and Meilin's didn't even work? Please, what is this.

[bluereo]

Part 2 my AU: Megatronus - The Fallen AU

Funny version how talking to Optimus's siblings went:

Op: I need you help, I can't defeat Unicron alone.

Eleven of them present in the realm of primes: ha ha nope

Op: okay then I'm gonna free Megatronus and he is my favorite from now.

Primes: :0

When Optimus gives Megatronus freedom he gives him also a deal. Something like "You help me and I will not put you back inside your prison. After we are done with Unicron you can go and do whatever you want as long as you don't cause any trouble" and Megatronus is like "...hello my new favorite sibling". They have a deal. Megatronus can't fight or kill anyone (autobots and decepticons have a peace for now) and Optimus will not put him back to his prison .

Everyone is completly shocked with sudden arrival of the Fallen, and this causes many many awkward situations.

Starting with Megatronus and Megatron. Like. I believe they have some similarities. They both want power, they are great warriors and have a little wild temperament. They would compete with eachother all the time. Megatron becouse he wants to prove he is better (especially before Optimus (yas I love Megop) ) and the Fallen just becouse he likes to tease younger. Bonus points for being overprotective older brother.

Or kids going everywhere after demigod listening to many wild and brutal stories from his time with the rest of his sibling. Bonus if he spills some tea about Optimus not always being so stoick and his past in the wilderness.

Or Rachet just being angry about the fact that Optimus never told anyone that he could literally talk or summon past primes. Or that he is literally the 13th.

Or Starscreem silently trying to make the Fallen join his side and help with ending Megatron.

I have so many ff ideas but I'm shit at writing them so here you go with some dialogs.

If someone wants to write something with this au you are free to do it. Just tag me

• Megatronus & human kids

Fallen: -and this is how we deafeted Unicron the last time!

Jack and Raffael, deeply terrified: . . .

Miko with stars in her eyes: Please tell me more.

I see Fallen as the older brother who already seen his mistakes and wants to change himself a little bit. Just to make sens to some of those below.

• Megatronus & Optimus (already with more then less memories from his past life)

Fallen: ...Show me your scars

Op: Why?

Fallen: I want to know how many times you needed me brother and I wasn't there...

Fallen: You have changed since I last seen you. You... have grown up.

Op: Grown up?... I suppose I had. Killing bots and almost killing myself few times must have changed me after all.

Fallen: So... you knew Megatron before war?

Op: I knew him. At least I thought I did. Once. A long time ago...

Fallen: What was he like?

Op: He was going to change the world for so much better...

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Sorry for missing for such long time. Pls interact repost and you can send me your ideas about it

Part 1:

[redstarwriting]

too easy

stephen strange x reader

requested?: yes

request: “okay hi! i was wondering if you could write a imagine with stephen strange where the reader is the daughter of the ancient one and she is ridiculously powerful like even more powerful than the ancient one and saves stephen’s life and defeats mordo, stephen falls in love with her and asks her to stay and protect the sanctum with him? i’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense cause i’m horrible at explaining my thoughts. thank you!”

word count: 1.7k

genre: fluff

warnings: language, awkward rambling, flash thompson, mentions of alcohol, angsty peter for a bit

a/n: and we’re BACK. fitting for me to return with writing something about andrew garfield’s spider-man. when i tell you i was OBSESSED with these films when i was like 12, i mean it. anyways, please enjoy, and take this as a peace offering for disappearing for like two years lol

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Being the most powerful sorcerer on Earth had it’s perks, but it also had it’s downsides. The obvious perk? You are quite literally the most powerful sorcerer on Earth. The biggest downside? You’re constantly compared to your mother. Your mom being the Ancient One seems all fun and cute and you absolutely love her, but if everyone could stop comparing you to her for like, five minutes? That would be great. Especially Mordo. He tends to do it way more than any other person you know. 

And you hate it. 

In fact, it made you beg your mother to stay away from him. Of course she agreed, she knew how much you disliked him and what kind of mother would she be if she didn’t listen to you. To everyone else, it looked like you ran away from magic, but in reality, you were set to guard the Earth from whatever evil magical encounters befell it. Mordo of course constantly tried to tell others that you ran away from your responsibilities, so where was your shock when you realized he turned evil? Oh, that’s right, it didn’t exist. It just pissed you off more than anything. Your mother helped this man and he repaid her memory by doing this? No. Absolutely not. And that’s how you ended up in the position you were in. 

You knew about Stephen Strange. Your mother would talk to you about him before he even came to train under her, so you knew of his powers. What you didn’t know was he was an idiot disguised as a genius He tried to go after Mordo himself, and while he could have easily taken him when Mordo was his typical self, Mordo had been collecting magic from other sorcerers for multiple months now. Strange was still more powerful, but he severely underestimated the situation. When you showed up, Mordo was about to drain Stephen of his magic. Luckily, you put a stop to that almost immediately. 

“Mordo,” you say, making him whip around to face you. “(Y/n)? Finally decide to stop running away from your problems?”

“Oh please. Why do you think the only problem lately was Dormamu? I’ve been busy saving your ass this whole time,” you respond, glaring. It’s true. Stephen was supposed to defeat Dormamu, you just had to make sure nothing else was happening that would destroy his chances at becoming the Sorcerer Supreme, a title which you could have had if you actually wanted it. You knew what you were meant to do. Your mother had trained you with the Eye of Agamotto ever since you were a child, which is now sitting pretty on Stephen Strange’s neck. Mordo scoffs at you, completely disregarding Strange and putting his full attention on you. “You may be powerful, child, but I’ve been improving my skills.”

“Uh, no, actually, you’ve been stealing other people’s magic and therefore gaining it for yourself. I see no improvement, just an asshole who wants to feel more important than he actually is,” you say, giving a shrug. You clench your fists, making sure your rings are securely on your fingers. Not just the portal ones, if need me you could move to a different place knowing Mordo will follow you and leave the future Sorcerer Supreme safe… for now, but also some of your artifacts. There were two rings that chose you specifically, and lucky for you, one of them contained a tiny piece of the time stone, something about it that is unknown to most. Of course, it makes sense, you mastered the eye of Agamotto and then just willingly gave it up? No, I don’t think so. This ring makes it possible for you to continue using the magic you mastered so long ago. For most sorcerers, it would be nearly impossible due to the size of the shard, but for you? Piece of cake. The other ring is one that protects you. It can form into something of a shield all around your body, making magical attacks difficult to get through to you and physical attacks comparable to a blow of wind. Of course, it is named Achilles ring because although you may seem invincible to the average person, anyone with information about the ring knows where your weak spot is. And those are just the ring artifacts that chose you.

Mordo glares at you. “I AM IMPORTANT!” he booms, “YOU are the one who ran away! YOU are the one who appeared at this moment hoping to be more important than you are! YOU are a scared child, afraid of responsibilities and--“ Before he can finish, you blast him backward with a wave of your hand. He hits the stone wall behind him with a thud, falling to the ground. “I’m not a child,” you grumble, glancing at Stephen Strange, “Only my mom could call me child.” You yank your necklace off, and it immediately turns into a magical sword, the blade a glowing beam of light that you can control and bend at your will. He chuckles, standing up again. “Your mother is—”

“I recommend you don’t finish that sentence,” you growl, and whip your arm. The beam of light forms into that of a lasso, tying around Mordo tightly. You grunt, using your strength to fling him over your head and into the ground on your left, and then proceed to do the same on your right before releasing him from his constraints. “I’m well aware there is a fight going on here, but would anyone care to tell me who you might be?” Strange asks and you raise your eyebrow at him. “Not the time, Doctor,” you say as Mordo slowly stands again, his angry expression somehow morphing into an even angrier one. He raises his hand to do something, and your ring quickly activates, covering your body in an iridescent sheen. Mordo screams in frustration and starts sprinting toward you, pulling out a knife. You hold your hand out, freezing him in place. “Strange, open a portal to Wong, now,” you say and he looks taken aback. You smile slightly as you see Cloak shake in amusement and watch Strange glare at the artifact before opening a portal. Sure enough, Wong is just sitting and enjoying tea which he promptly drops when he sees you freezing Mordo in time. “Can I ask how you’re doing that? Or is it still—”

“Not the time,” you and Wong both say. “Not the time, of course, not the time even though the bad guy is frozen in front of your face. Not the time,” you hear Strange mumble, sitting down on a rock as Cloak pats his shoulder. “Don’t sit down yet, Strange, how proficient are you with the eye?” you ask, glancing at him. “I saved the world with it. Stuck myself in a time loop and convinced Dormamu to—”

“Yeah, I know that, but can you do what I’m doing right now?” you cut him off and he blinks at you slowly. “Yes. Obviously.” “Great, take over,” you say, immediately freeing Mordo who continues to scream and run towards you again. You don’t even flinch as he gets so close that his knife is about to swipe at your only point of weakness. Of course, before he can, Stephen freezes him. You look over at him. “Took you a little long over there."

“Now how the hell was I supposed to know you would just let him go and not give me any time to prepare to stop him?”

“You shouldn’t need time. Always be ready to make a decision without thinking. Your logic will be your downfall,” you tell him, as you place your hand on Mordo’s chest. You begin extracting the magic he stole from everyone else from his body, including his own. You frown. You’ve always hated this type of magic. Fitting that Mordo would willingly use it. When you finish, you nod towards Strange, who lets him go from his frozen state. He crumples to the ground and you look down at him. “You did this to yourself, you know,” you say to him and turn toward Wong. “You can handle it from here?” you ask and he nods. “Of course.” He passes through the portal, forcefully lifting Mordo from the ground and leading him to Kamar Taj. Now that he is unable to use magic, he will be contained. Perfect. “Is it the right time now? Because I have questions and you have the answers,” you hear Stephen say and turn towards him. He walks closer to you, and you grin. “I will answer three questions.”

“Three?!”

“Or I could just leave, whichever you prefer,” you shrug and he rolls his eyes. “Is this how difficult I am to deal with?”

“Well, considering this is the first and only time I’ve interacted with you and you need to know everything about me? Yes,” you turn and he follows you. “Fine. Three questions. Who are you?”

“(Y/n). Daughter of the Ancient One, most powerful sorcerer on Earth, last name unknown,” you answer and he raises his eyebrows. “A little cocky, don’t you think?”

“It’s only cocky when it isn’t true. I’m simply stating facts,” you shrug. He shakes his head. “How did you freeze Mordo like that?” You hold up your ring. “You didn’t think the eye of Agamotto was the only artifact that used the time stone, surely. There’s a chip in the stone, correct?”

“Yes.”

“That shard?” you tap the ring, “It’s welded into the metal of this ring. It’s small but has all the power of the Eye of Agamotto,” you explain and he hums in response. “And here I thought I was special.”

“You kind of are. Not many are able to do what you do, so be proud of it. You are the second most powerful sorcerer on Earth, after all. That’s an impressive feat,” you pat his shoulder and he scoffs slightly. “Second most…? Yeah, whatever. One more question?”

“One more question.”

“Come to the Sanctum? We can protect Earth together?”

“I can’t say yes to that just yet.”

“And why not?”

“It would be far too easy for you,” you respond with a smirk. You see a glint of excitement and determination in his eyes as you open a portal and step through it. “Will I see you again?”

“I said three—”

“I know. That one was rhetorical. I already know the answer,” he says with a wink, and you roll your eyes, closing the portal. You’ve spent years hearing about Doctor Stephen Strange from your mother. Now it seems you’ll spend years around him. He just has to catch you first.

[pinkberrypocky]

pmmm rewatch live notes: ep 6

my favorite part of this ep is kyoko playing ddr to the opening song (lies its all my favorite. this show is a masterpiece and every single scene, line, shot has meaning and adds to the story. literally this show is my everything)

Kyoko asks homura if they’ve met before when homura calls her by name and homura just says “perhaps, who knows” which should not be so funny to me

Homura tells madoka that if reasoning with a fool won’t work she’ll resort to more drastic measures which sounds like she is thinking about hurting madoka to meet her own ends but in actuality it means that she may be more forceful in keeping madoka out of magical girl business in order to save her

The opening ends with a scene of madoka and homura looking dramatically to reddish lighting 

Kyubey eats the fully black grief seeds which makes him at the top of the food chain the kyoko referenced

Wild how no one in the show comments on the fact that they collect food for him

They are like livestock to him

But livestock that raise themselves 

Magical girls becomes witches, different magical girls defeat the witches and fill the grief seeds with black, kyubey eats the grief seeds, and kyubey makes more magical girls

Kyubey even tells sayaka about how strong madoka would be and suggests that sayaka could ask madoka to make a contract to defeat kyoko for her which is so fucked up

Not important but it’s so silly to me how kyoko is dancing to the opening song at the arcade

Kyoko w a pocky stick in her mouth is such an interesting reference/allusion to cigarettes

She is corrupted, she is distinctly more adult (not age wise but mentally), she is a delinquent

Gold shines on the surface of the fight between kyoko and sayaka when sayaka returns the next day to try and track the familiar 

Madoka is always trying to get the magical girls to talk and work things out between each other because she believes that each of them deserve happiness and life

Sayaka so quickly jumps to being willing to kill kyoko which shows the instability of her ideals and morals once she is faced with the reality of the adult world

In this way madoka is more naive since she never loses her sense that all people are good and deserve to live

The argument madoka and sayaka have at the site of the fight is the first time we see sayaka coming to terms with and addressing the severity of the situation

She is overwhelmed by the badness that she sees in the world and becomes jaded, contending that she and mami are exceptions

Madoka cries and i think this is because she sees how sayaka is being changed not because she’s hurt (which i do think she is) 

When madoka comes downstairs that night to talk with her mom the lighting is green

A big difference between madoka and sayaka is that madoka believes that there can be multiple truths, both sayaka and kyoko can be correct and valid while sayaka believes that her view is the only morally just one

Which is why sayaka is so upset and spirals once she learns that not everyone ascribes to her philosophy whereas madoka continues to say that all the magical girls should try and work together

Madoka’s mom says that as you grow up the consequences for messing up get bigger and bigger which is ironic considering madoka is actually facing much higher stakes than her mom

The sky is yellow when sayaka goes to visit kyosuke and he is already gone from the hospital 

The lighting is red as she walks away from the hospital sadly and contemplates visiting him at his house

Red lighting continues as kyoko confronts sayaka outside kyosuke’s house

Kyoko sas that if sayaka wanted kyosuke to have to love her she could just break his bones so he would have no one else to rely on 

Objectively kyoko is right that it would be a more straightforward way to get kyosuke to be with sayaka but all sayaka sees are the ethical concerns

Kyubey gets madoka to intervene in the blooming rematch between kyoko and sayaka bc he knows there’s a good chance he can get madoka to make a wish if something goes wrong

Madoka panics and throws away sayaka’s soul gem to stop her from transforming and fighting 

Homrua immediately panics and disappears to go after it bc she knows from past timelines that the soul gem is the entirety of their being

The shrillness and hoarseness in madoka’s voice as she begs kyubey to save sayaka is so painful 

Homura has been a magical girl through all these timelines, does she even remember what it is to have a body and be human? No wonder she doesn’t feel or act human anymore

Madoka’s immediate reaction is sadness and crying, while kyoko’s is anger and violence 

Highlights the coping mechanisms of the two of them

Homura silently retrieves the soul gem and revives sayaka

Just like she silently slaves away time after time to save madoka in every timeline