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seospicybin · 11 months ago

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REWIND.

PART II

Hyunjin x reader x Seungmin. (s,a)

Chapters: Part I

Synopsis: As a part of a research team that works on a memory-erasing machine, you work alongside the professor whom you greatly admire and a computer geek who relentlessly flirts with you. But the one that you want is the one that you can't have. (10,1k words)

Author's note: Happy reading! Let me know what you think of this fic after :)

Hyunjin almost slips as he runs in his socks and when he returns to the staff lounge, he finds you lying on your stomach on the sofa.

He can see the shape of your body basked in the faint moonlight that shines through the floor-to-ceiling window like a beautiful nymph out of Greek mythology.

He loses track of time just standing there, staring at you with admiration pooling in his eyes. He would have mistaken you for a marble statue if you weren't moving, propping a hand under your head, and turning your head his way.

"Are we going to use that condom or what?"

This is what he's been waiting for but he wouldn't mind if you changed your mind, he would love to just lie next to you and stare at your face all night.

But Hyunjin simply can't resist feeling the softness of your skin under his fingertips and the way you whimper under the faintest of his touch. Oh, he's in too deep!

"I'm afraid you have to make me wet again," you playfully say as you lay back on the sofa facing up.

"That wouldn't be a problem," he says, planting his mouth on your stomach and blowing air on it.

You laugh at how tickling it is and put your hand over your head, "My dad used to do that when I was a kid. Oh no, you make me think of my dad," you croon.

It's a good thing that Hyunjin knows how to take your mind off things, he puts his mouth on your cunt and wets it with his slick tongue.

Your hand reaches for his head and you pull him, making him hover above you so you can kiss him. He can feel you licking your essence off his lips then mix it all up in a deep kiss.

You spread your legs open and wrap them around his dainty waist, drawing him closer and closer until there's not even an inch left between your bodies.

Before Hyunjin forgets, he reluctantly breaks the kiss and props his elbow against the sofa.

"Wait a minute," he says.

"You make me wait again," you complain with an adorable pout.

He softly laughs then rips the foil packet with his teeth and carefully takes the rubber out.

"Need my help?" You offer with a soft scratch on his head.

Hyunjin doesn't answer but sits on the sofa, putting all of his focus on rolling the rubber down his length and pinching the end to make a little space.

He settles himself between your legs as you put them on each side of his waist. He doesn't hesitate to insert his fingers inside you again, feeling you clenching as he curls them inside

"Fuck..." he lowly hisses.

He pulls his fingers out only to see they're coated with your essence, he puts them in his mouth next, licking them clean.

"Do you think you can take me?" He asks with a hand that runs down the valley of your breasts.

You're slyly smiling and nodding at his words with a finger tugged between your teeth.

He uses the tip of his cock to tease your clit, "But you're so little," he says.

You prop your elbows against the sofa and reach for his cock, repeatedly rubbing it down your folds to lubricate it with your wetness, then slowly, you push it inside you.

You lean back down as you calmly mutter, "You can do the rest."

It's only the tip but Hyunjin already feels like he's about to lose it. He grips your thighs as he slides in the remaining length, little by little with his eyes intently watching his cock disappear into you.

"Oh, my God! Yes..." you breathlessly moan.

He glances up and sees you touching yourself with your eyes closed, seeing you enjoying yourself reminds him that he should be enjoying it too.

Don't think too much, he reminds himself.

He pushes in until his cock is buried inside your tight, warm walls. He has to take a moment just to try to calm down. He lets his body hover above you with a hand propped next to your head to not put his whole weight on you. He can't seem to gain any of his senses back.

Suddenly, he feels a finger pressing on his forehead, then he hears your laugh.

"You have this crease on your forehead," you tell him, dropping your hands around his neck to pull him close.

He lets out a shy laugh and hides his head in your neck, "It's just— you just feel so good," he mutters.

The two of you stay like that for a moment until Hyunjin is sure that he has some self-control in him to continue. He looks at you, slowly lowering his mouth on yours as he starts moving his hips.

It's not the first sex he's having but it's the first time Hyunjin doesn't think about his own pleasure. He wants to make you feel good, more importantly, he wants to make this special.

His thrusts are slow and steady yet they're enough to make you a moaning mess under him. You're whimpering against his lips, your hands are clawing at his back and your legs are locked around him.

At times, he wants to follow his greed, having all of you at once but he reminds himself that you're not just some girl, you're the girl. You're the girl he likes and adores, you're the girl that he believes is more than just one of his passing fancy.

He knows you've just climaxed for the second time just now from the way your walls tightening around him. He immediately slows down, giving you a moment to relish the immense pleasure.

"I'm cumming," you breathlessly inform a little too late.

"I know" He murmurs, then presses a kiss on your lips.

You eagerly return his kiss with your hand taking a fistful of the hair on the back of his head, a kiss that turns into a slow, sensual making out in the middle of sex.

You gasp for air when you let go of the kiss with your eyes still closed and he uses the opportunity to remove the strands of hair covering your face, putting them to the side and holding them there.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that," he mutters with a low sigh.

When you open your eyes, you catch him staring at you and smile, "What? Lose your virginity?"

Hyunjin cracks a laugh and softly caresses your cheek, "Yeah, that."

"Let's switch positions," you say, not waiting for his approval to turn over without pulling out of him.

With you on top of him, Hyunjin can see all of you, the shape of your body against the soft moonlight and the eyes that looking down on him, full of glint, lustful, and alive.

Never in the times he thought of you, you would be on top of him and slowly rocking your hips back and forth, feeling his full length inside you.

"Oh..." His moan is quivering.

You maliciously smile knowing what you're doing to him and now, rolling your hips in slow, circular motions.

Hyunjin's hand immediately grips your waist to stop you because he knows if you keep doing it, he won't last long.

"Give me a moment," he tells you with a suppressed grunt.

You take the hand resting on your waist, exploring your body with it, and let him feel you. You run his hand down your chest and cup your breast, letting him knead on it.

You let your hand and let his hand continue its exploration while you lowly moan as he caresses your body with his knuckle.

"Gosh, you're so beautiful," he sighs in disbelief.

Hyunjin can't wrap his head around the fact that not only he can see it, but he can touch and feel it too. He brings his hand to your face and sighs again, "So beautiful."

You lay your hands on his chest and hover above him as he asks, "Let's continue, mmh?"

Not sure if that was a rhetorical question but Hyunjin can only prepare himself for what's coming. You move at a steady pace, making him drown in pleasure and he feels the need to do the same so he uses his thumb to gently circling on your clit.

You keep clenching and unclenching around him and it does nothing but give him the utmost pleasure, he can feel that his release is only a minute away. You pause for a second to plant both of your feet on the sofa to give him more depth and ultimately, more pleasure.

Hyunjin isn't ready for it but seeing the way his cock slips in and out of you is hypnotic, he can't seem to do anything but let the pleasure pull him under.

He blanks out for a moment as waves of pleasure wash over him and finds himself overwhelmed, running out of breath.

You kiss his open mouth and giggle, "Are you okay?"

Can't believe how you casually asked him that when you've just made him cum and it's the best one he ever had. Maybe it's the sex, maybe you're too good at it but he believes it's because he's doing it with you.

He roughly brushes his hair to the back and sighs, "Fuck... That was so good."

Even though he's still catching his breath, he puts his arms around you and draws you close, pulling you for another kiss. He breaks the kiss but keeps your head close to him.

"I can tick it off of my bucket list now," he playfully says, sending you collapsing on top of him, laughing.

Hyunjin comes back from the bathroom to find you in the pantry dressed in his sweater with your black tights on. He sees you taking the leftover pizza out of the microwave and start munching on it.

He sits on the stool and takes the other slice of pizza from the plate, then tilts his head to the side, watching you eating as he takes a bite of his pizza.

Aware of the stare, you're smiling as you chew on your food. You turn away to grab a new can of soda from the fridge and pop it open.

"Now that you've had sex with me, you can stop pestering me," you tell him.

Hyunjin takes the can of soda from your hand and takes a sip, "What if I want to keep clinging to you?"

"Just go..." you grumble, taking your canned soda back from his hand, "like... date someone your age."

Hyunjin hates it whenever you bring it up, not only about it but the way you make it sound like he's a snotty 12-year-old boy. He drops his half-eaten pizza on the plate and leans forward on the counter.

"That's a lame excuse," he says in disagreement.

"What?"

"The age gap thing," he replies.

He stacks his hands on the counter and looks at you, "I'm of age, you're of age," he points out the only fact that matters here.

Hyunjin snatches the can of soda from you again, "I'm hot, you're hot," he lays out another common thing you both shared.

You giggle at that and wipe your hand on a napkin.

"And the sex was great," Hyunjin adds with a lopsided grin.

You raise an eyebrow at him, doubting his remark.

"I know you liked it," he confidently says, finishing the can of soda oda and wiping his mouth after.

He gets off his stool to get another can of soda from the fridge and leans against it as he opens it, "And you obviously know I like you," he lists another one.

Hyunjin calmly sips his drink before coming up to you, standing right close to you as he makes a conclusion out of the list of things that are true between you and him.

"And despite that, I keep annoying you, I know you like me too," he makes a bold statement, ignoring his heart that is pitter-pattering inside him.

The fact that you have nothing to say to that only means it's also true. Despite the way you act annoyed whenever he flirts or teases you, you like him but sure, yeah, not as much as he likes you.

But you like him.

Hyunjin rests his elbow against the counter and looks at you, his eyes crinkling under the fluorescent lights.

"So tell me," he says, "What stopping us from dating each other?"

It's your turn to steal his soda now, taking a long gulp with your eyes locked in a gaze with him. He senses that you have the answer but is reluctant to say it to him and you don't have to, he knows enough from working with you for a few months now.

Hyunjin thinks he knows the reason why.

"My sweater looks good on you," he compliments.

He gets on his feet to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around you, not wanting to think, he just wants to kiss you and exist in this moment with you.

So he does, he crashes his lips against yours and kisses you with all of his heart, even though they won't be enough to change your mind.

"But what's underneath is better, of course," he mutters against your lips as he slips his hands under the sweater, fondling your breasts as he continues kissing you.

The sound of the landline phone ringing echoes through the halls and reaches Hyunjin's ear. He groans because he gets interrupted for the second time, not when his hands are busy getting under your sweater.

You abruptly stop kissing him and gasp, "It must be the Professor!"

You gently push him away and dash to your desk, Hyunjin unconsciously following you there, watching you take a deep breath before picking up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Yes, Professor?" You confirm your guess.

"Hyunjin?" You glance at him, signaling that Seungmin asks for him.

He presses his ear close to the phone to hear glimpses of the conversation.

"He didn't pick up the phone because he's in the bathroom," you cover for him.

Fuck. His phone is in his jeans and it's lying around on the sofa in the pantry, that's why he couldn't hear him calling.

"Yes, yes," you nodding along as you speak, "I'll tell him that."

You slowly turn around to face Hyunjin after hanging up the phone, he can see the slight panic on your face.

"What?" He curiously asks.

"He's on his way here," you answer.

"Professor Seungmin?"

You nod.

"Oh, fuck!" Hyunjin curses, feeling a mix of things but mostly in disbelief that he still decides to come when he could have spent the night with the missus.

"We have uh..." you fumble check the time, "like... half an hour?"

Hyunjin refuses to believe that his sweet dream should end this way. He follows you as you walk back to the pantry.

"Okay then... we still have time for another round of sex," he jokes.

"No..." you grumble.

You pick up his jeans and toss them at him, "We have to start cleaning up!"

Hyunjin puts on his jeans and almost trips on them as he does it in a hurry, "What do you want me to do?" He asks.

You're putting on your skirt as you talk, "You do the main lab and he–" you pause to zip your skirt before continuing, "he wants you to send the system status."

He almost malfunctioned looking at you taking off the sweater next, forgetting what he's about to say to you.

"What are you waiting for?" You ask, perplexed.

"Let me just—" he quickly puts on his t-shirt and brushes his hair to the back.

Even after that, Hyunjin stays there and watches you putting on your bra, swiftly clasping the straps together without looking.

"Hyunjin!" You call him while tossing his sweater back at him.

That works to snap him out of it, getting him moving and realizing that he needs to remove any signs of fun around the place.

However, Hyunjin still needs one more thing. He comes up to you and without thinking, presses a long kiss on you. The kiss certainly takes you by surprise that you can only look at him when he pulls away.

"I'm going now," he breaks into a run before you can complain.

When Hyunjin arrives at his desk and encounters a serious problem, he knows that his sweet moment has finally come to an end.

The sheen of sweat is apparent on your forehead, you scoop some water and splash it right onto your face. You fix your hair, tuck your blouse inside your skirt and not forgetting to spray some perfume. You do anything to get rid of any evidence that you’ve just had sex with your co-worker.

You do a final lap and make sure there’s not a single trace of fun that happened in this workplace a while ago and head to the main lab. You spray the place with a can of air freshener to remove the smell of weed that may still cling in the air.

Hyunjin’s head turns in your direction, “We have a problem!”

The last thing you need to hear is there’s a problem and from the look on Hyunjin’s face, you can tell that it’s serious. You sigh and take a stand next to him, “What?”

He types fast on his keyboard and shows you a chart, “He was off the map,” he says.

With your head already filled with worries, you find it hard to focus on it, “What do you mean?”

“He went off the brain map. He was almost erasing the wrong memory,” he explains with his fingers touching his plush lips.

“Almost? That doesn’t mean it happened, right?” you ask with a quivering voice.

“The failsafe… it worked to stop him from going way off and led him back on the map,” he confirms yet he’s not looking so calm about it.

“Then what is the problem?” you meekly ask, knowing that it’s going to be time to dread.

Hyunjin glances at you and pinches his lower lip before speaking, “You know we have to tell Professor about this right?”

“Oh, fuck!” The profanity automatically falls out of your mouth.

Surely, you have the option to not tell him and act like nothing happened but Seungmin would know. He would most likely check it himself and eventually finds out, there’s no way out of this but come clean to him that you both fucked up.

“Oh… fuck…” You meekly curse with your hand massaging your temple.

Now you know how serious it is that your head starts to spin and you get groggy, you blame it on the alcohol and the recreational drug mixed with anxiety, making you suddenly feel sick. If Hyunjin wasn’t there holding your hand, you would have broken down onto the floor.

“It’s okay. We’ll just tell him it happened so quickly that we didn’t notice but the failsafe worked, the procedure is almost done anyway,” Hyunjin resolves, trying to comfort you.

His phone is vibrating on the desk and he goes to check it, reading a text from someone, “Tim said Professor has just come through the gate.”

All of a sudden, you wish you could have smoked that one rolled joint from Hyunjin’s tin can, it would really helped you relax., you run to your desk and put your lab coat on. Seungmin could come any minute now and you check your appearance for one last time, then rummaging inside your bag to put a fresh coat of lipstick and pop two mints into your mouth.

The sounds of the elevator chimes open make your heart drop and you tell yourself that it’s time to put an act. You smack your lips together and turn around on your feet, ready to greet him.

“Good evening, Professor!” You cheerily greet which only makes it seem even more suspicious.

Aware that you’re smiling too enthusiastically, you quickly tone it down a little and clasp your hands together in front of you, letting him know you’re at his service.

As usual, Seungmin avoids looking into your eyes, he swings his briefcase and takes off his coat, putting it down on your desk, “What’s the update?”

Even though you know he’d ask that very question it still catches you off guard, your hands are flailing as you take his briefcase and coat in your hands.

“Uh… they uh… they’re on their ninth and progressing,” you stammer.

Seungmin doesn’t waste time to check it himself, you decide to put his things in his office first and join everyone in the main lab after. You have to go back to retrieve your notebook, in case Seungmin wants you to do something.

As expected, he’s checking everything himself, and from the look of Hyunjin’s face, he told Seungmin about it already.

“I checked everything and nothing else shows up, it’s only that one… I-I’m sorry, Professor, I left for a moment and not…” Hyunjin is babbling, trying to explain himself.

However, Seungmin seems to not hear him, he’s too busy checking everything himself. It would have been great if he scolds any of you but no, he stays quiet with his jaws all clenched and it looks hot on him but gosh, it only makes you more nervous.

Hyunjin throws a glance at you and you take it that he needs you to back him up but the problem is something feels caught in your throat, not allowing you to speak out. You repeatedly gulp air to muster up the courage to open your mouth and

“Hyunjin, I want you to check the log system!” Seungmin orders without looking away from the computer screen.

Hyunjin awkwardly gets up from his chair and scratches his head, “In the server room or…?”

Seungmin turns his head to the side, sharply glancing his way, “As soon as possible,” he says.

Even though Seungmin is not answering his question, Hyunjin immediately scrambles to get his laptop and hugs it close to his chest, “Copy that!”

He heads for the door when Seungmin calls his name again and you exchange a glance with him right before he turns around, “Yes, Professor?”

“Don’t miss out on any details!” Seungmin warns him with an icy glare.

Even if it’s not aimed toward you is already enough to send a shudder down your spine. Feeling bad for not being able to defend Hyunjin, you chase after him as he leaves for the server room in the lower level and grab his elbow, “Hey...”

In response to your sad call, he softly smiles and takes your hand to squeeze it, “I’ll be downstairs. No need to worry,” he says with a playful laugh.

You scoff and reach for the collar of his sweater, fixing it for him, “Okay.”

“Can you tame the beast while I’m away though?” he jokingly asks while keeping his voice low, afraid that Seungmin would hear it.

You doubt you can do that but you stifle a nod, “I’ll try.”

One thing you learned from working as his assistant for three years is that when Seungmin is mad, it's better to give him space.

You let him work in the main lab by himself, he'd call for you when he needed you which is a rare thing, and he's doing fine by himself most of the time.

However, you know that you and Hyunjin's recklessness has caused this therefore, you have to try to ease him up and most importantly, apologize.

Watching through the window in the pantry, you see that Seungmin is leaving the main lab and he's most likely going to his office.

You were planning to make a cup of tea for yourself in the hope of helping you sober up but then it seems like a good idea to make one for Seungmin too. who knows a nice cup of tea would help to relax him?

You keep retreating with a tray in your hands, having second thoughts about the tea but you remind yourself that it's not fair that Hyunjin has been taking all the blame himself and you should take responsibility too.

Three knocks on his door and you let yourself in, "I made you a cup of tea, Professor," you quietly mutter, almost inaudible.

You have been looking down at the floor but the absence of his answer makes your eyes wander, he only turns the light on this desk and keeps the rest of the room dark.

Through the faint moonlight that shines through the blinds, you see Seungmin's silhouette, the tall figure and wide shoulders. His hands are busy untying his tie open and pulls it around the collar of his shirt.

You have to actively tell your brain to start talking and not just stand there, staring at him.

"Professor, I'd like to apologize for being so careless and putting the test subject at risk," your throat is so clogged up that you find it hard to say those words.

Seungmin doesn't say anything but gets to the coat hanger, putting his suit jacket on there.

"Why? You're not the one operating the machine," he calmly says.

It's like walking on thin ice, one wrong step and you're done. So you choose your next word carefully or else, you'll be drowning in his icy glares.

"Because I was here when it happened and I should've alerted Hyunjin about it," you tell him, taking over the blame from Hyunjin.

Seungmin's head snaps in your direction yet he remains standing there, rolling the sleeves of his shirt to his elbow.

"Do you understand how important this test is?" He asks, his voice is calm yet sharp.

At this point, you just have to follow his words if you want to make it out alive so you meekly nod, "Yes, Professor."

He then goes around the desk, leaning against the desk, and crosses his arms in front of him, "Do you want me to fail?"

You strongly deny with a head shake, "No, Professor."

You look at him even though you can't see much in this dim light, "I know that I disappointed you but it was never my intention to make you fail," you earnestly tell him.

It's kind of offending that he makes it sound like you tried to sabotage him when in fact, you were neglecting your work to fool around with your colleague but you can't tell him that, right? Well, fuck.

Seungmin suddenly lets out a snarky laugh, "You see, the whole world wants me to fail," he says.

You take a step closer to let him see that you mean every word you say, "I don't want you to fail, Professor. I do."

"And why's that?" He asks, sounding a little weary.

Except for the desk lamp that casts a backlight behind him, it seems like Seungmin finds comfort in the dark that lingers in the room so that he can drop his facade and become a man who simply seeks validation from someone.

"Because you're great, Professor," you reply without wavering.

"Your brilliance is just... I don't think I ever met a man who is not just good but also passionate about his works," your words fell apart in the middle because it's never easy to try to fathom your thoughts into words.

"You're amazing, inspiring..." and you don't care if that sounds phony or cliché, you want him to know that.

It's like your body is attracted to him, your feet unknowingly take you another step closer to him and your hand rests on his arm.

"And if only you could see yourself the way I see you, it'd blow your mind," you tell him.

This time, Seungmin holds the gaze longer than a second and it intensifies into a stare that sees right through you and you let him, you let him see the respect you have for him and your pure admiration.

And it's too late to hide those feelings that stem from all that, so you let him see them too.

You break away the eye contact and fumble to recover, "Professor, I—"

Then he reaches for your face, turning your head to make you look into his eyes again, and weirdly, you feel like you already have a home in them.

The next thing you know, your lips are on his lips and you don't care whoever leaning in first, all you can feel is how warm and welcoming his kiss is, it almost feels like coming home.

However, in the next moment, you realize how wrong this is and abruptly stop kissing him. You immediately retreat until the back of your legs hit the sofa.

"I'm sorry, Professor, that was so..."

Wrong? But that didn't feel wrong, it feels right and if anything, it confirms your feelings are true for him.

"I love you, Professor," you blurt out yet letting them out feels relieving like a ton of weight gets off your chest at once.

"In fact, I've loved you for years now," you continue, ignoring how pathetic you spun saying that.

Then you plop down on the sofa and plant your face in your hands, realizing the damage you've done.

"Oh, my God..." You take a shaky breath through your mouth as tears pooling in your eyes.

"I shouldn't have said that," you mutter with the guilt gathering in the pit of your stomach and making you feel sick inside.

There's no turning back now and all you can do is face the consequences, it means losing the job and losing him forever. You feel pathetic for feeling the saddest for the latter.

Seungmin takes a seat next to you on the sofa and his hand holds your chin, gently turning your head his way. You feel so exposed as he looks at your tears-streaked face and how pathetic you look right now.

And you're ready to hear him saying that the two of you can't do this, that he has a wife and this is wrong but instead, you see fondness in his eyes as he tenderly wipes your tears with his knuckle and puts your hair to the side. He holds your face with both hands like you're a fragile object that needs extra care.

You finally find the reason why he kept avoiding your eyes and that's because he feels the same for you, he gets lost in each other's eyes and knows what it would do when that happens.

It's what happening now and it's getting out of control yet none of your hands are going for the steering wheel, you both let it happen, and you let your lips collide in an explosive kiss.

Seungmin kisses you hard and deep like he's been wanting to do that for a long time. His arms wrapped around you, holding you close and tight like he's never letting go. And... oh, the way a heavy sigh slips out of his mouth between kisses only tells you that he wants it just as much as you.

"Call my name," he suddenly mutters against your lips.

"Profes—"

He then puts his thumb over your lips, stopping you from calling him by his title.

"Call my name," he says again then swipes his thumb across your lips.

"Seungmin..." you breathlessly say.

It's the first time you call him by his first name yet it doesn't feel foreign in your mouth, it's a simple thing yet it brings him a lot closer to you.

He hastily presses a kiss on your lips, then rests his forehead against yours as he says, "Say it again."

You softly smile with your eyes closed and say his name again, "Seungmin..."

Seungmin smiles hearing you calling his name and it's the first smile you've seen on him in a long time, it's nice and endearing, but what makes you happy is knowing that you're the one who made him smile.

Without warning, Seungmin crashes his lips on yours again, harder and deeper. He holds your body closer and tighter, not letting you go, and oh... you don't care that you'll end up in flames, it hurts so good.

It takes him almost an hour to extract data in the server room and he gets used to the constant whirring of the machinery in there.

When Hyunjin gets out of the room, he is greeted by the eerie quiet of the empty building. The elevator is already on stand-by when he pushes the button up, he gets in right away while hugging his laptop close to his chest.

He pushes the floor number on the panel and waits for the doors to close when suddenly, the doors slide open again.

Hyunjin reckons it's the security taking another lap around the building to make—

His eyes widen when he sees that it's the least person he expects to ride an elevator at four in the morning with. He recognizes her from the expensive bag and the towering heels she's wearing when she has no one to impress.

"Mrs. Kim?!" He awkwardly greets, failing to hide the perplexity in his voice.

"Take me to him," she says, keeping her head straight as she speaks.

There's nothing to see here except that she'll find Seungmin working hard in his lab but Hyunjin also can't help himself thinking, what if...

He anxiously picks at the lint on his sweater the whole elevator and hopes that none of you are anywhere near each other.

The second the elevator doors are open, Hyunjin slips out ahead of her and hurriedly guides her toward the main lab.

"Professor has been working hard in the lab. Please, this way," he says, showing her the way as he walks two steps ahead of her.

But of course, Mrs. Kim is not one to fool, she notices that the light in Seungmin's office is on and decides to check it.

"He's not in his office, he's in the main lab observing the test," Hyunjin insists, trying to avert her attention away when he doesn't even know where the two of you are but his instinct tells him that it's right behind that door.

It's too late for Hyunjin to try to stop her somewhere as she pushes the door open, and lets it fly open.

Hyunjin slowly turns his head and sees his fear become reality. Seungmin is lying on top of you on the sofa with your hands all over each other, not just kissing, but passionately making out like two drunk lovers that they're not aware of people watching them.

"Working hard, huh?" Mrs. Kim says at Hyunjin, throwing daggers with her eyes.

It takes Hyunjin a moment to think of what he needs to do, he aggressively knocks on the door to snap both of you out of your lover's daze.

Seungmin breaks the kiss, he lifts his head toward the door and the moment he sees his wife, his eyes instantly dim like day turns to night.

Mrs. Kim stomps her heels against the floor and it's echoing in the hallway, Hyunjin gets out of the way as Seungmin runs out of his office to chase for his wife.

"Wait, wait, wait," Seungmin shouts as he keeps running after his wife to the elevator.

"I knew it, Seungmin," His wife says as she keeps aggressively punching the elevator button.

"I came here to work. This is a... uh..."

Even a genius such as Seungmin can be at a loss for words when he gets caught in this situation, Hyunjin reckons.

You come out of the office not long after with your hair disheveled and your eyes red like you've been crying, "Mrs. Kim, I'm so sorry, it's my fault, I kissed him first, I..." you run out of breath as you talk fit every word into one sentence.

Mrs. Kim walks past Seungmin and comes at you but maintain a safe space. She looks at you with disgust in her eyes and it goes on for a few seconds until she stops staring and claps her purse in front of her.

"You can have him," she says to you.

That gets you confused, and you blink your eyes unable to respond to that, "But Mrs. Kim... It wasn't my intention. I'm just a stupid girl with a stupid crush, I—"

"YOU ALREADY DID!" She raises her voice at you, making you smaller than her as you shrivel in front of her.

Seungmin grabs her by the elbow but that's not enough to stop her, at least, she calms down as she lets out a heavy sigh.

"You already did once and now you fucking did it again," she may have lowered her voice but it stings a lot more than the previous.

"Wh–What do you mean?" You ask her in genuine confusion while raking your hair to the back.

Mrs. Kim glances at Seungmin, hinting that it's his turn to speak, "Fucking tell her!" She says to him, yanking her hand away from him and entering the elevator.

Hyunjin is caught between you and Seungmin now, the tension is suffocating him but what is unbearable is seeing you hurt.

"Seungmin?" You meekly call him with your eyes glassy with tears.

"You wanted it," Seungmin says.

"What?" You ask in utter confusion.

"You begged me to do the procedure on you," He gives you the full answer.

You stagger to the back and hold the edge of your desk to steady yourself, "What did I–I do?" You stammer.

Seungmin looks at you then towards the elevator, he puts himself in this position where he has to choose between you and his wife.

"Seungmin," You desperately call his name again as your tears overflow your eyes and roll down your cheeks like waterfalls.

"Please..." you sadly beg.

But Seungmin knows better that you're asking him more than just an answer, you want him to stay, you want him to choose you, not her.

Hyunjin watches as the scene unfolds into a gut-wrenching sight as Seungmin makes a final decision, he goes for the elevator and leaves you here, breaking down all alone.

"Are you... are you okay?" Hyunjin asks as he helps you get up from the floor.

What is okay about this? He chooses her and not you.

No matter how much you expected this, you can't escape the pain of knowing that he left you after what you both shared a while ago.

What is okay about finding out he's been hiding something from you?

You need to know what she meant when she said you already have him once and you get a hunch that it has something to do with the locked files. It's just been there, speaking out to you, telling you to open it.

"Let's get you a glass of water," Hyunjin says, putting his hand on your back to get you to the pantry but you turn away.

You barge into Seungmin's face and search for his access key, you spill out the content of his briefcase for it and find it tucked in his wallet.

Hyunjin is about to enter the office when you run out carrying the access key with you to the main lab. With your eyes blurry with tears, you access the locked file on the computer and scan the access key to unlock it.

There are files, the same ones a test subject took whenever they get chosen for a test and you open the profile to find yourself on it.

Your heart sinks and it's bringing you down with it, you open the file one after another and your name is written all over it as test subject number 3.

Hyunjin takes your hand away from the computer to stop you from digging further into it but he's too late, you have pressed the play button on a video interview of you and you're dressed in a patient gown.

Then a voice asks, "So... tell me what you remember."

SEUNGMIN: So, tell me what you remember.

YOU: [Exhales] We met at a lecture before and I am aware of how important you are, how smart, how respectable you are and I wanted to work with you, and I... I liked you immediately at the job interview.

YOU: A month into the job, I discovered that you're so mature and you're just so... nice. I admire you so much [inhales] I was– I get so tongue-tied around you when all I wanted is for you to think that I am smart [sadly chuckles]

YOU: Oh, Seungmin, I can't do this [sniffles] how can I do this? [Covers face with hands]

SEUNGMIN: It's for the best. You know that.

YOU: Yeah, I know [sniffles]

YOU: [Takes a deep breath] Remember that day when our hands accidentally brushed and we both felt that surge of electricity? You explained that when an atom has protons and electrons in odd numbers, electrons get excited. Then you said... it was you who was excited and in that moment, I just knew, I knew something was going to happen, something wonderful [smiles]

YOU: We took that trip to the beach at midnight and got there when it was time for sunrise, you got mad because I made your slacks drenched in seawater but that day I saw the biggest smile on your face [wipes tears]

YOU: You got this idea that we should live in one of those beach houses so we can watch the sunrise together... [sighs] The next month, you rented one and we went there every Saturday.

YOU: My life only existed every Saturday when I spent the early hours watching the sun rise in your arms in that beach house... [lets out a sob]

YOU: Gosh, we were so happy... we were so happy, Seungmin [sadly smiles]

You can't recall those memories in your head but you feel the ache in your chest, you can feel tears begin clogging your throat and it burns the longer you keep it down.

The interview is 98 minutes long and you're only on the first fifteen minutes, you're clutching at your chest as you hit the fast-forward button to the last five minutes of the video.

YOU: ...said it's for the best, you offer me to get a procedure done because it's the only way we can get past this [sniffles]

SEUNGMIN: It's the only way. No one will get hurt this way.

YOU: [Nods] I know.

You roughly wipe the tears on your cheek with the heels of your hands, then rewind the video a few minutes back to find out the reason that led you to do the procedure with

SEUNGMIN: Go on.

YOU: It's so hard [cries into hands]

SEUNGMIN: You can do this.

YOU: That day... that morning, I noticed the symptoms, and I don't know [rubs temples] I think I got too excited and hastily decided to tell you that I'm pregnant. I know I should've confirmed it first but I was just so enthused to tell you we might have a child together, our child, our future... [looks up in tears] There's nothing I wanted more than having a future with you.

YOU: [sobs] [rubs chest]

YOU: I took a test in the afternoon and turned out, I wasn't pregnant, it was... [sniffles] it was a false alarm but you, Seungmin, you were already far gone...

YOU: [choked sobs]

YOU: That's when I realized that I want a man who doesn't want the same thing as me [sobs louder] I was so wrong, I was so wrong to think that I can have it all...

YOU: [Wipes tears with hands] I want what you can't give. I want what I can't have in the first place.

YOU: I want you and it hurts living with that truth [clutches chest]

YOU: The most hurtful thing is I still want you... even to this very second.

The sound of your own voice from the video blurs into a background noise as you feel the tightness in your chest and it keeps tightening, making it hard for you to breathe.

Your hand is clutching your chest, hitting at it to help you breathe but it does the opposite, you feel hurt instead.

Tears are dropping onto your hand and the surface of the desk, then you see the access key lying there next to your hand.

You take it, pull out the Polaroid, and turn it over to see that it's a photo of you resting your head on Seungmin's chest and you both smile at the camera, frozen in time.

What you said is true, you and Seungmin were so happy like two people in love.

No matter how many memories you erase, if two people are drawn to each other, there is little that can be done to stop that.

Even though you can't remember those memories, you somehow remember how they feel and they're real. You choke on a sob and fall onto the floor, crying into your hands.

You see, remembering is easy but it also hurts so much.

SIX MONTHS LATER

"I can finish this myself," Professor Song says, her red lipstick in contrast to the plain white decor of the lab.

"Are you sure, Professor?" You ask, holding your notebook close to your chest as you watch her perform a dissection on a blue crayfish.

"Yes," she replies as she picks up an iris scissor.

"It's Friday night, a young girl like you should be leaving the office early," she says, turning her head to the side to flash you a smile.

It's been months and you still haven't used to this treatment, not that it's bad, she's nice, almost maternal but most of the time, she feels like a friend that you can comfortably talk to.

"I don't have anywhere to go, Professor," you say with an embarrassed laugh.

"Why not? Get out there, have a few drinks, and flirt with a handsome fella or two," she says, carefully cutting the tail with a cartilage knife.

Scientists are all the same, they work better when they're given the time and space. You have got permission to leave anyway so why should you stay and be a nuisance?

"Is there anything else you want to do then, Professor?" You ask.

She stops bending down and looks at you, "Yes. I want you to send an email to Dr. Lee. Ask him if he has sent the specimens I requested," she orders.

You jot it down quickly in your notebook, "Anything else?"

"No. That's it," she says.

You put your pen back in your lab coat pocket and clasp your hands together in front of you, "Well then, Professor, I'm off to flirt with a handsome fella or two," you poke fun at her.

She hovers to the other table to get a new set of dissection kits, "But remember, only take one home," she warns you.

You chuckle at that and bid your farewell, "Have a great night, Professor!"

"You too, darling!" She says in response.

You return to your desk to do Professor Song's last order of the day and as usual, the girls in the next cubicle are talking about everything they're reading on the internet to pass the time until it's time to clock out.

One of them notices your arrival and knocks on the wall of your cubicle, "Hey, someone came and looking for you," she says.

You stop taking off your lab coat and put it back on, "Yeah. Who?"

"He didn't tell me his name but he's really cute," she answers with a sly smile dancing on her face as if she's amused by her own thoughts.

"Thank you for letting me know," you mutter to her.

From the way she got swooned by the brief meeting, you kind of guess who it is and you'd be devastated if it wasn't him.

Your co-worker pops out of her cubicle again, "Oh and he said he'll be waiting by the aquarium," she adds.

"Okay. Thanks," you mutter your gratitude.

You focus on the task in your hands first, writing an email per Professor Song's request, and leave the second you get the notification that the email has been successfully sent.

The natural history museum you're working in has one floor specialized in sea life and that's the division you're a part of, the aquarium is right below your office.

You skip riding the elevator knowing they'll be crowded with people leaving from work and opt for the emergency stairs. Your heart is racing because what if your guess is wrong?

But also... what if it's right?

The aquarium tends to be dark and the only source of lights are coming from the tanks. You search through the place, among the visitors to find one who has been waiting for you.

And you find him standing by a tank full of seahorses.

Hyunjin looks the same. He's still dressed in oversized clothing and ripped jeans, he still misses his month haircut, except that now, he painted his nails black.

The bluish light of the aquarium casts a glow on his face and he looks so mesmerized by it, quietly observing it with his hands buried in the pockets of his jeans.

You quietly stand next to him, also shoving your hands in your lab coat pockets.

"Do you know that seahorses mate for life?" You utter a random fact to him.

Hyunjin softly chuckles and keeps looking at how the seahorses tangled their tails together to avoid losing each other when they travel.

"I kind of jealous of them," he says.

"Yeah? Why?" You ask.

"Imagine you're a seahorse and one day, you meet another seahorse, you get together and it just... works out," he answers.

"Well, yeah, too bad that you're a tall, sexy computer genius and not a seahorse," you jokingly say.

Hyunjin turns his head at you and your eyes meet, you both burst into laughter almost at the same time. You come to him and throw your arms around him for a quick hug.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

He holds your hand by the fingers as he speaks, "I didn't– I didn't want to disturb you, you seem busy and all," he answers.

"That didn't stop you from pestering me before," you joke.

Hyunjin takes a moment to look at you, probably making sure that you've been recovering well from that day.

"Wow!" He clicks his tongue as he checks you out.

You suddenly get flustered, "What?"

"I can't believe that I love seeing you in a lab coat," he replies.

It feels good to reunite with him even though looking at him reminds you of that night when everything fell apart. How you said unkind things to him, how you left that night and never returned. You were too embarrassed to call or even text him, you were so mean to him when he didn't deserve any of it.

"Are you busy now?" He asks.

You shake your head, "No, I was actually about to leave."

"Okay, great," he enthusiastically says.

Hyunjin is standing on his tiptoes as he asks you, "Do you want to get dinner with me?"

He must be so used to your rejection and probably think you'd reject him for the umpteenth time. This time it's different, you nod and accept his offer right away, "My treat."

You check the time and it's a little after five which means you're eligible to leave your duty.

"I'm going to get my things and we'll meet in the lobby?"

"Yeah, sure," he replies with a grin.

"See you in five!"

As you're about to leave, you remember something and turn around to look at him. You take something out of your lab coat pocket.

"You can have it while you wait," you playfully say, putting

takes a lollipop out of your lab coat pocket and hands it to him,

The dinner went well, you caught up on so many things and Hyunjin was being careful the whole time by avoiding talking about the lab or Seungmin.

The night continues with him treating you with coffee since you paid for dinner. With the coffee shop is crowded, you decide to wait outside next to a newsstand and there you see him, Seungmin.

Seungmin is on the cover of every magazine there is, talking about his success in building a memory-erasing machine. It's either that or the news that he's expecting a child with his wife who would eventually become the heir of her parents' pharmaceutical empire.

You feel happy for him, genuinely happy to know that, at least, one of you is happy.

"Here you go," Hyunjin hands you one of the coffee cups he's holding.

You look away and take the coffee cup from him, "Thank you."

The night is warm so you both decide to take a walk in the park, trying to digest the dinner you both had. You stop by a bench look over the fountain and sit there.

"So you're working with fish now, huh?" Hyunjin says.

"Not fish. It's sea life," you correct him with a dramatic eye roll.

It's amazing that he can finish his iced coffee so fast, leaving only the ice cubes on the bottom of the cup. He puts the empty cup away and leans back on the bench.

"How about you?" You ask.

Hyunjin gulps air, probably hesitating to talk about how he still works for Seungmin. You put your hand on his knee and say, "You know you can stop being careful around me."

He looks at you, making sure that you're okay with it, "Well, we've been working hard on the production of two new machines," he says.

Everything seems to be going as Seungmin planned and as someone who was once part of it, you're proud of what they have achieved.

He grabs your hand resting on his knee and squeezes it, "Are you okay?"

You gave yourself enough time to wail over everything and even though, you haven't fully recovered, you don't intend to waste any of your time on it.

So to answer his question, you can confidently answer, "I'm okay."

He nods and rubs the back of your hand with his thumb, "You still don't remember any of it?"

You shake your head, "No."

If there's one good thing that comes out of it is that the machine worked wonders. You can't extract the memories you mentioned in the video interview but they do evoke certain feelings you didn't know you had.

Now you get why Professor Hale glanced at you when he said the MNE-Machine is a huge success.

"How about—" Hyunjin stops himself from continuing his question.

"My feelings?" You finish his question for him.

You look inside you for an answer, "Forgetting seems to only amplify the feeling of loss but by remembering the pain... it helps me keep moving," you tell him.

You look up at the night sky and inhale the summer air as you talk about the one thing you learn about all this.

"I'm trying to embrace the entirety of my experiences, the good and the bad, the joyous and the painful... I'm learning still," you end with a low sigh.

Hyunjin slips his fingers between your fingers and laces them together, "I think you're doing great," he says.

Another thing that you learn is that these experiences and memories, regardless of their emotional weight, shape our identities, guide our actions, and ultimately, make us human.

And you'll always remember Hyunjin as a kind and warm person, most of the memories you have of him are good ones.

"Hyunjin," you call his name.

"Yes?"

"I'm so sorry for what I said that night," you sincerely apologize.

You remember how he tried to stop you from leaving, driving at dawn while crying and you shoved him hard, cursing at him and telling him to leave you alone.

"Hey, it's okay. I understand that you were so emotional that night and I would have too if I were you," he says.

Hyunjin is always so kind and understanding, you don't know how you failed to notice them before. Oh, well, it's because you were too busy putting all of your attention on the wrong guy.

He then puts his arm around your shoulder and mutters, "I'm glad you're okay," he says.

And in shared experiences like this, both the joys and the sorrows, are what bind the two of you together.

The walk to your apartment building is quite far from the bus stop but he's not complaining, he likes it and it means he gets to be with you longer.

"Did you find someone else to pester on?"

Hyunjin is busy wondering whether he should hold your hand or not when you suddenly ask him a question.

"The new assistant is a Star Trek fan and a math enthusiast, hard pass," he answers.

You laugh and grab his wrist to take him to cross the street and Hyunjin uses it as an opportunity to hold your hand. He senses your eyes on him as he confidently intertwines his hand with you and surprisingly, you're not letting go.

"How about Rina? You should ask her out," you recommend again.

Hyunjin rolls his eyes, "I told you, she's not my type."

"Then what is your type?"

"Older and prettier," he shortly answers.

You laugh and swing your clasped hand as you walk the street.

"It's a plus if she's great at sex," Hyunjin adds with an eyebrow raised.

You shake your head and laugh it off, your hand shoots in the direction of a building, "This is me," you say.

Hyunjin is not ready to part yet, he slows down his pace to buy him a minute or two. You let go of his hand to rummage inside your bag for your keys, it's jiggling when you get it out.

He stops at the base of steps that lead to the door of your house and waits as you unlock the door. There's another day and another chance to see you again, but... Gosh, he misses you so much, a few hours aren't enough to cure his longing.

You turn around to face him, walking down one step to be on the same eye level with him, "It's been great catching up with you," you tell him.

So this is it, this is the part where he has to say goodnight and see you again another day. Hyunjin inhales air and puts on a smile, "Thank you for the dinner."

"Thank you for the coffee," you say back.

"Thank you for the fact about the seahorses," he adds with a lopsided grin.

You chuckle and hold your hair from being blown by the summer breeze, you suddenly look him in the eyes as you say, "I can't believe that I'm about to say this."

That gets him curious, he gazes into your eyes and asks, "What?"

You press your lips together and smile, "I'm so happy to see you again," you tell him.

It's not just words, he can see it in your eyes and how they light up as you look at him.

If only you knew how long he's been waiting to see you again. Hyunjin waited because he knew meeting him would remind you of that painful night and that's the last thing he wanted: seeing you hurt.

"Are you going to just stare at me and not kiss me?" You say.

Is it selfish of him to say that despite the hurt, he still remembers the happy moments you both shared that night? He wishes you only remember that and now you said those same words from that night, he knows now you keep those in your memory too.

Hyunjin doesn't waste another second to put his lips on yours and while he pours all of his feelings into his kisses, he feels like his chest starts to fill up with hope in return.

Gosh, you still taste sweet and heavenly, he feels like his feet are floating off the ground as your kisses are taking him out of this world.

When you let go of the kiss, Hyunjin is still reeling from it.

"Do you want to come in?" You ask.

And in a second, Hyunjin finds himself back on earth, in this moment where you finally letting him in.

With all of his heart, Hyunjin answers, "Yes."

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bibibbon · 9 months ago

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MHA chapter 415 leaks

A lot of the problems I have with this chapter are already ones that I talked about in previous chapter posts which can be found here 👇

However I still wanna talk about things that I don't like in this chapter.

1) the memory sharing thing and how random it is. I stand by the point that this plot point came out of nowhere, is a speedy and cheap way to try and build up what little development izuku and shigarakis dynamic lacks. The memories that are being shared also seem very inconsistent like why did one memory trigger another? It makes no sense why Izuku's fight with todoroki would ultimately trigger the usj and why the fight itself would be triggered by a convo that stain and shigaraki have. In my opinion, this is also a very good way for hori to just show off how he has improved his own art and be like "oh look at how good my art is now" which kinda sucks because we don't get any story but just some cool looking manga chapters

2) power of rejection?!?! Seems like a fancy plot armour for izuku not to lose all of his quirks to me🤷‍♀️. The power of rejection just sounds like such a cliche way to be like oh izuku won't lose his quirk to plot armour because he physically cannot lose his quirks since shigaraki is rejecting them. Like seriously what is it with Izuku not being able to keep his powers and we are just having him HAVE TO PASS DOWN HIS QUIRK FOR NO REASON?!?!?! you already passed down the quirk that caused the most distress aka kudos so won't izuku suffer even more if he passed down blackwhip which is the quirk that is keeping him both alive and is giving him the ability to move like why would izuku the and transfer that?!?! Seems stupid to me 😭 and low-key further reinforces the idea that the power of rejection is (A) there a plot point introduced to make it so that izuku doesn't lose his quirks and (B) so horikoshi can still create intense looking manga pages that he won't be able to create if izuku can't use his quirks anymore.

3) The unnerving focus on the police officer who took Tenko home. This manga page low-key confirmed the one theory that was like the police officer is afo and that AFO gave tomura his quirk which if it is true just doesn't line up or make sense when it comes to canon. I see how this theory can help develop both the parallels further in fanon but in canon it just damages tomura's character and its like an excuse that we should pity shigaraki even more because this police guy who was supposed to help him was a villain who gave him a destructive quirk and made him go insane /cause his families deaths. This also takes away from the half baked plot point that the gene for quirks actually heavily influence behaviour but if this theory is true then shigaraki just wants destruction because he wants destruction 🤷‍♀️ nothing more and nothing less.

4) Eri becoming relevant to the plot now? I have already said this and I will say it again Eri's quirk is too narrative breaking and too powerful. You literally cannot have the plot go on since we discovered that Eri can legit just rewind people to a time they were at their prime like she did with mirio. This brings up the question as to why she didn't do this with aizawa or all might and therefore her quirk could be used to make the series and characters have no long lasting concequences. Also how are the heroes so irresponsible thaT THEY COULD LET A CHILD SIMPLY RUN INTO A DANGEROUS AND TERRIFYING BATTLE FIELD LIKE WHATS WRONG WITH YOU ECTOPLASM DO SOMETHING YOURE SUPPOSED TO PROTECT THE CHILD ARENT YOU?!?!?!!? also this is such a shame Eri could of actually been a very good character who symbolised the traumatic events that victims of hero society faced and how young children could be kidnapped and exploited for powerful quirks however instead of getting anything like that we just get Eri BECOMING A TOOL FOR THE HEROES WHICH IS SOMETHING THAT SHE WAS Traumatised TO DO DUE TO OVERHAUL MAKING HER A TOOL FOR HIM AND NOTHING ELSE?!?!? talk about double standards. This is also making the Eri will rewind shigaraki into Tenko theory much more plausible and I hate that theory for so many reasons. However, it's either this or the theory that she will have to separate Izuku and shigaraki BECAUSE FOR SOME forsaken REASON THOSE TWO ARE SOMEHOW MERGING AND BECOMING THE SAME PERSON LIKE THAT MAKES ANY SENSE

5) where did the damage that kudos quirk was supposed to do to shigaraki go? Is it me but I seriously don't see shigaraki getting any damaged or recoil from kudos quirk like I could see some of it from the last chapter where shigaraki was somewhat struggling but that's it nothing else. Shigaraki can now fight perfectly fine and isn't getting the recoil hit if a nuke something that izuku was suffering with the majority of the fight which just seems unfair at this point like?!?! Its also another example of how hori fails at show don't tell

Seriously I still don't like the leaks but at least we got my girl hatsume and la brava that's the only good thing I can think about when it comes to these leaks.

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belethlegwen · 8 months ago

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General li'l update

So, things have done anything but slow down for me in the real world. To keep it as vague as possible, there's a chance I'll be losing my job within the next month or so, though we're all currently working on possible solutions to this. Hoping for the best.

I've already done my panicking and preemptive grieving. 18 years in a single career is a hell of a run for someone my age, and if it has to come to an end then I've made at least some peace with that idea.

Still though, working every day to find solutions. To fix things. To keep surviving. It's exhausting, I will not lie. We're doing what we can over here.

There's so, so much good to look forward to this year. These are just bumpy patches of road. And some of the bumpiest roads I've driven on have taken me to the best places I've ever been. I'll be alright. I know I'll be alright. I'll be more than alright, by the time this is all said and done.

Been doing more reading of late, which I've been loving. You all are putting out such amazing work and I love bouncing in to read even if it takes me 3 attempts and a couple of hours to get through a posted chapter. Lovely escapes, all around.

My sister turned me onto a game ("game" kind of seems like an odd word for it but either way) on steam called Spirit City: Lofi Sessions. You customize a character, you have a little room, it plays lofi music at you and you can poke at a few playlists, build soundscapes around it (rain noises, thunder, wind, birds chirping, crackling fire etc etc) while your character mills about in spots doing things as just a beautiful little vibe-generator. You can collect spirit pals to vibe with you. It's just really cozy and nice, I love it. Highly recommend.

It has an optioning for in-app journaling, and I've been meaning to get back into journaling regularly just for the sake of my memory and everything else. That's been a huge boon over the last 2-3 days. It's got a productivity timer, to-do list, daily task/habits tracker.

Anyway, I've been making progress on writing but it's slow, staggered. Hit a bit of a wall last night with some of The Stranding where I wrote 8.5 pages of a scene and then just felt... unhappy with it. I had clearly lost the thread of why I started writing it, and needed to walk away to see if a fresher mind could find a place to rewind to and pivot so I can salvage it, or if I'm just gonna carve the whole thing out and set it in the Cut Scenes doc. The other 20 pages I've got waiting? Fine. Good, even. Proud of those. This one, I'm proud of what I'm writing but again... just feels more like floating aimlessly and bouncing. It was clear I wrote it while heavily distracted or with gaps between focus, so it jumps.

I'll see what I can salvage. Can't promise an update and am avoiding making it feel like I'm 'back on schedule' just to find something I can reduce pressure from in my life for the time being. But: I love you all. The Kudos, the views, the comments, the everything. It means a lot. You're all great.

If I do any generic vent/vibe writing, not necessarily attached to anything, I'll consider sharing it here for y'all. You guys deserve a bit of fun and sunshine <3

Have a great time everyone, love y'all to bits <3

~ Belle

#g/t author #gtauthor #author thoughts #just general rambling #irl update #life update #life is a mess and boy am I too tired to clean #Sometimes you just keep chuggin' until someone tells you aren't actually a train y'know what I mean?#If you do know what I mean please let me know #My brain is scrambled eggs because of all of this #I would like things to slow down plz #A friend of mine at the farmer's market this morning asked me 'what's new?' and I just moaned 'too much'.#I would like Less New #For a little while #Until the next big New Thing #The good one #the one where I get to see my fiancee and take them home with me forever #That's the good shit #Looking forward to that

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deusvervewrites · 9 months ago

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Still thinking about this, and Menagerie in general. We don't see many Quirks in MHA that alter other people, mostly Quirks alter their users. There's a fandom idea that Quirks that change others will naturally wear off (probably because like 90% of these fics use these Quirks for antics reasons) but, thinking about this, the Quirks we've seen that can inflict physical changes don't wear off.

While Eri can Rewind a subject to before it was Rewound, you don't just un-Rewind. The fact that the drug worked that way at first was because Overhaul hadn't made it correctly. Overhaul's human fusion only ended because Eri unmade it. Even in Smash!!, the sex-and-Quirk-swapping Quirk didn't wear off, Eraserhead forced him to use it again.

(Notably, Meatball wears off when the user loses focus, but is also not classified as an Emitter Quirk)

So we can infer that weird Quirks that would transform a human into an animal--anthropomorphic or otherwise--wouldn't necessarily wear off, but could be reversed by the same Quirk.

Furthermore, the examples I've listed of imposing physical changes all work in one of two ways: either imposing a direct change or creating a preset effect. Rewind and Overhaul both do one thing, while the Inversion Quirk interacts with its target in a specific way.

So we can use all of this to come up with a baseline for hypothetical Quirks that could be used to produce viable Special Course candidates.

The first idea would be something akin to Overhaul--combine two targets (or perhaps a target and a DNA sample) get a hybrid.

The second idea is more like the Smash!! example; meet Quirk condition (probably something like 'hit target with a beam attack' or 'touch target') and the target is transformed. This could have two main variants: Everyone Is Turned Into The Same Animal, and Everyone Turns Into Their Own Unique Animal.

From that framework, we can iterate to create unique depictions of the same basic idea. For example:

Quirk produces a cloud of thick, colored gas. The longer a person breathes in the gas, the more they transform into an animal.

Stockpile Quirk that stockpiles DNA which can then be expended to apply it to someone via physical contact

Quirk that produces mutagenic venom, with larger does having a stronger effect on the victim.

#menagerie au #quirk analysis

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lil-ms-darkness · 18 days ago

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ℜ𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 Angst

You remember his lips on yours; warm, fierce, skilled. His breath always smelled of whiskey and smoke, and when he touched you, it always sent a wave of excitement through you, fluttering like an earthquake.

You remember the way he would nibble on your earlobe, or tease you on a mission. The way his voice switched between cocky ladies man and the veteraned soldier; the way he held you in his arms as if you could keep the nightmares away and you alone could save him from the dark.

There was something intoxicating about him, something that drew you in. Maybe it was his courageous heart, or his drive to protect, or maybe it was something as simple as his kind, yet dominating and intense blue eyes.

The eyes that could never hide from you, the eyes that saw through you just the same. You remember the feel of his calloused fingers draped over your slender knuckles at his favorite steakhouse. The fingertip that grazed over your bottom lip when all was quiet and he drunk in the sight of you.

You remember the anger and tears that followed the Arklay Mountain incident, after losing Jill on Rockford island, after the massacre in China, after his entire team, after Piers. You remember the tense muscles and twitching fingers as he fought to contain his rage in your arms, as he fought to stay in the present and not let the memories whisk him away into the pain and helplessness again.

You remember the man you promised your heart to.

Not once did he look at you with such fright in his eyes. Not once did you feel his hands stutter with uncertainty.

"No, no, no. . ." he groans as he holds you in his arms, scratchy shoulder straps digging into your already itchy flesh. Your skin boils, every touch akin to dragging broken glass across rubbed raw tissue. Your throat feels deliriously dry, and somewhere deep in your gut a twisting stirs. The itch in your flesh draws your focus from everything else, and no matter how much you had itched, it wouldn't go away. Not even when your nails dug away flesh from your arms. "please not her. . ."

His voice is so far away, as you cough into the back of your hand. Pulling it away, you spot the splatter of blood across palid skin marred by black veins, exploding like a lightning strike across grey clouds.

You look up at him, the man who stole your heart, and want to ask him what's happening to you. You remember every nightmare he had ever told you, of him losing you, of him succumbing to Umbrella's experimentation, and worse.

As you rewind your memory, splotches of black drown out bits and pieces, once peaceful memories drift from your mind as the ache and burning in your body becomes worse.

You're exhausted, but calm. Somehow, you don't feel afraid, you had always been his rock, his comfort. Cool drops land on your cheeks and when his hand guides your face up to meet his, you find that it was his tears that fell. He speaks to you, but all you hear is the dull heavy thrum of your heartbeat.

You blink, slowly, the thirst and hunger stronger than ever as you look at him, the thick column of his neck, the juicy thickness of his biceps. Your mind drifts away, slowly, and you feel the pain ebb away as you give in.

You're not frightened.

You're hungry.

You're itchy.

What were you supposed to remember?

Remember. . .

Hey everyone, I know it's not the next part of M&P, but I was playing RE4 Remake and this came up in my mind, and I had to write it down.

Resident Evil is one of my lifelong hyper fixations and I just love Chris so much, even if he's a womanizing butthead sometimes. I have a cold heart, and angst always has such a macabre beauty to it, and in this instance, I felt like after losing so many people, Chris likely wouldn't want to get close to anyone, but what would happen if he did and then they got infected?

Imagine Claire calling to check in, only to find out what happened to you? I would imagine she'd love you and be devastated, as well. Maybe Jill, Claire, Leon, Chris, Sherry (and by proxy Jake) all came to your funeral?

Idk, I'm just word vomiting at this point. Hope you like, and if not, I'm sorry.

If you're waiting for the next part of M&P, it is in production, I promise.

Thanks for reading,

𝕷𝖎𝖑 𝕸𝖘 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 🥀

#resident evil #chris redfield #umbrella #angst #resident evil x you #x reader

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45cementry-gates · 9 months ago

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This Starving Heart

# 3. Accidents - I

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“How did you get hit?”

“Hmm?”

“During practice…how did you get hit?”

Ishan tried to keep his tone even and unbothered.

The opposite of what he was feeling inside.

Shubhman had buried himself in his blanket roll and was scrolling through his phone while half asleep.

Something was…. off about him.

Ishan couldn't recall anything specific which made him think that, but he could pinpoint some moments where he just knew.

For example, right now, the sudden panic in his sleepy eyes at a simple question.

“I…”

Apparently There was no snarky or sarcastic reply waiting to pop out.

Ishan paused the running episode on his tab and turned to fully Face his roommate.

Something is off.

“I got distracted.”

And then he buries his head inside the blanket roll before Ishan can form a Retort.

So Ishan just snorts and turns back to his tab and resumes the episode.

Ten minutes later He realizes he's losing the plot because he can't focus.

Not when his mind keeps repeating and rewinding every single interaction he's had with Shubman in the past 24 hours.

He's been like this since the morning, he realizes.

Closed off, dazed, jittery, ‘distracted’...as the guy called it.

But… .why?

The pending episode doesn't hold his attention again that night.

When he finally puts his tab away and closes his eyes, he dreams of silly smiles and flighty eyes.

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The Next day, after their morning practice ends, they all head straight to the dining hall for breakfast.

Except Shubhman , who insists on taking a shower first and runs back to their room.

They all finish their breakfast and he grabs a plate before heading to his room.

His roommate hasn't contributed to raising his blood pressure in the past 24 hours, and Ishan feels like that's a feat he should personally reward him for.

Except when he reaches his room and opens the door-

Shubhman is there.

Shubhman is covered in glistening drops of water, wearing nothing but a loosely tied towel around his waist and blow-drying his hair.

Ishan allows himself two full seconds to just stare at his naked back.

Then he fully enters the room and the door shuts itself behind him.

Shubhman visibly flinches and turns.

“Your hair and makeup maintenance was taking too much time, so I got your breakfast.”

But his eyes never drift towards the plate. Instead he looks at Ishan, then at the floor, then again at Ishan, then at the wall towards his right.

After a minute of awkwardly making his eyes dance around, he simply says,

“Um… can you…can you get out please?”

. . . .

Ishan probably would have thrown the plate at him if not for the ‘please’ added in the end.

“Excuse me… What?”

He keeps the plate on the bed before his initial instinct to hurl it takes over.

“I'm changing…so, get out!”

He's Louder this time, but it just sounds whiny to Ishan.

He grits his teeth.

“I…brought. You. YOUR BREAKFAST! and you're telling me to get out!?”

He probably shouldn't shout like this, but at the moment, he can't be bothered to give a damn.

“I didn't mean it like that!

Ugh… I'm changing…why can't you just get out for two minutes!?”

“Why should I get out!?

You change clothes everyday, what's the big deal anyway?”

“I Want some PRIVACY FOR GOD'S SAKE!

GET OUT ALREADY!”

Shubhman almost screams the Last part.

Privacy? What privacy? They change clothes in front of each other all the time.

Ishan has no idea why it's suddenly a big deal.

But before he can convey what he feels (mixed with some profanities), the loosely tied knot of the towel around Shubhman's waist comes undone.

He squeaks and tries to grab the falling corners with one hand while trying not to drop the blow dryer he was holding in his other hand.

The sight of his roommate awkwardly trying to hold the blow dryer while trying to hold the towel together is……hilarious.

So hilarious that it instantly makes him forget how pissed he was two seconds ago.

Shubhman has turned a hilarious shade of red and is desperately trying to tie the towel back together while balancing the dryer.

Ishan can't help but give into the laugh that's building up in his throat.

His Roommate is trying to glare at him but it fails as his face and ears are flushed while he's hunched over trying to keep himself covered.

He finally stops and takes pity on the poor guy who looks close to tears after being laughed at.

He walks towards him and Shubhman starts backing away.

An odd, thrilling sensation runs through him when he sees the usually smug guy completely embarrassed and backed into a corner for once.

That just tempts him into bullying the guy even more.

His chain of thoughts might have shown themselves in his expressions as Shubhman panics.

“Wait... Ishan? Ju- just Wait a second…I- .…….. ISHAN... STOP!?”

Ishan doesn't stop.

He takes slow steps and doesn't stop until there's barely a foot's distance between them.

He takes the dryer first, turns off the switch and places it on their bedside table.

Then, He grabs the towel.

“Let go, Shubhman.”

He doesn't.

Instead, he holds on tighter, screws his eyes shut and shakes his head in a ‘no’.

Ishan gives the towel a tug once more and then uses his full strength to simply snatch it.

Shubhman flinches and almost curls into himself while trying to grab it again.

“Stay still for a second, Idiot.”

Ishan holds both ends, brings them together and ties them into a proper knot which won't fall open in two minutes.

He looks up and just….stares.

Lowered lashes shyly look at him and instantly turn away. There's a light flush on his cheeks that goes all the way down to his neck.

His ears are bright red.

What a pretty sight.

Ishan steps back.

“Finish your breakfast quickly and come downstairs.”

He turns around and walks out.

“Oh and- "

He takes one last look at the flustered guy,

“learn how to tie a knot please. You don't want this to happen in the dressing room.”

The way his face reddens kind of boosts Ishan's mood for the rest of the day.

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Gods I took Wayy too much time to post this... Will try to update regularly from now on.

(key word - try)

Also, the timeline is a bit off (because I'm dumb) but this is just ishan's pov in between the week that shubhi mellows out. It will continue for the next few chapters now.

Please gimme feedback /comments they serve as duel for writing. ฅ'ω'ฅ

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transingthoseformers · 8 months ago

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Whirl not only gets away with everything and anything, he is absolutely encouraged by Skywarp. Who is known for pranking his fellow Decepticons. He attempts to reign him in from bothering Megatron once because he isn't sure how he'll take it, but after Rodimus bursts into giggles, Megatron instantly melts from his annoyance chuckles to himself and simply tells Skywarp to teach Whirl to focus on more appropriate targets. Parenthood has had an incredibly mellowing effect. Thr only ones putting in a concentrated effort to reign him in are Thundercracker and Cyclonus. Tiny Ratchet is firm Megatron deserves suffering.

They do have memories that get clearer with age.

Getaway is seething so much. It's Hot Rod and he hates it but Hot Rod also is also one of those parents fascinated with everything their baby does and smothers him in attention and affection which is doing wonders for helping his issues even if he keeps trying to remember he doesn't like Hot Rod. Hot Rod is a very young parent and fussy and worrying so he compensates by trying to keep a cloae eye on him and give him all the attention and affection that Hot Rod as a war orphan lacked in his earliest years.

G1 Ravage finds the smaller version cute and appropriately fiery. He couldn't be happier, and MTMTE Ravage finds a reflection of his own family that he severely missed.

Brainstorm is such a trouble child. He is a genius who preens and saunters around bragging loudly and reminds Skyfire painfully of Starscream, who is definitely eyeballing the tiny jet from a distance. Though there is one accidental kidnapping that results in bonding time and Starscream is veey firm he is nlt attached to Skyfire's kid he just can't trust anyone else to watch him while ransom is negotiated. Regardless of how adorable and clever he is designing weaponry and how much fun helping him build the miniature gun he designed was.

Rung and Megatron are absolute angels, and after one horribly panicked afternoon of losing Rung, he's so small, he is constantly being held by someone.

There are absolutely a few comments especially about Megatron though Ratchet confirms he was there for it.

A few of them have concerns. Jazz worries about how unsocial Damus is and how he struggles to fit in. Wheeljack has similar concerns about Deathsaurus, which leads to his "siblings" being built earlier. And playdates.

The Coneheads are terrified because they have no idea how to raise a motorcycle, and Chromedome is so depressed until he meets tiny Rewind. Ultra Magnus and Hot Rod bond even more about their shared concerns about parenthood.

Springer and Arcee are concerned about Pharma's newly discovered bulkying tendencies once he meets Damus.

Sunstreaker is overprotective of Drift because he is very, very obviously part Decepticon and he isn't Optimus Prime so he hears comments and there are some fights. As far is he's concerned Drift is perfect and anyone who thinks otherwise answers to him.

Shockwave bemoans Perceptor's strange fussiness concerning ethics but indulges him as it is Perceptor's experiments.

Skywarp being a bad influence makes sense, that's adorable and hilarious. He gets away with so much

OO okay makes sense, wonder what'll happen in regards to the memories as they age and start to communicate and everything (how much do they still relate to their previous lives? Is a question that comes with all reincarnation things)

Omg that's so fucking sweet. Getaway is a problem child and Hot Rod is doing the best thing for it: patiently understanding him and caring for him. Aww yes. Smother that fucker in love and see how it affects him.

Exactly, mtmte Rav is gonna get so much

One accidental kidnapping

I have a feeling I know what happened /hj

Baby!Rung is so fucking little, both physically and in little guy vibes. I wonder how he'll differ from his previous life

It is yet again baby Tarn time and it's always fun to see how he fits into a new life (when his memories begin to bubble up again it's going to be a nightmare)

Also seeing little Des and the dinobots play is an adorable image

Adorable image of the coneheads and just. Itty bitty motorcycle.

It's interesting to see how some mecha are drawing off of their old lives for new patterns, makes sense but still. Fascinating.

Awww YES SUNNY WIN. that there is his child and talk shit get hit

Shockwave: odd request, but I do not why i should not grant it

#maccadam #transformers #lots of characters #it'd be interesting to see how similar/dissimilar they grow to be from their previous life #and whoever realizes their children are from a harsher universe than their iwn #it's interesting

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thelastofhyde · 1 year ago

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22:22 ( lookalike, 2016 )

pairing. joel miller x fem!reader | synopsis. the first time joel miller cums to the thought of you is the last time he knows peace. this is part of the para sentir el calor del sol series, takes place a few years before part one! | warnings. unedited! , smut, objectification ( not of reader ), joel's a bit of a douchebag. | word count. 1.2k | hyde’s input. this is my own belated birthday gift to myself. the negative/dehumanizing use of it pronouns is intentional to the fic, not to my own personal feelings.

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a warm body, below him in every sense of the word.

it gargles over moans, puddles of spit filling and spilling out the seams of its parted lips. caution and any attempts at remaining discreet in the still of the night were thrown out the window two orgasms ago- neither of which belonged to him- and the uncomfortable stick that lingers between their pelvises each time he juts his hips forward and impales his cock inside the body's warm walls nags at his senses, teasing him with the release he needs and, yet, can't quite reach.

it's never been this bad before, this heat that licks over his skin and refuses to go unnoticed. usually, he cools it before it can burn him so gravelly. now, the near third degree burns in his loins have him grunting and growling, a wounded animal gritting its teeth, snarl after snarl.

the green flannel clings to his sweating chest. noticing this is enough to have joel's mind rewinding to hours before.

green suits you, that's what you'd told him as he threw a questioning glance towards the shirt you were insisting he take. brings out your eyes.

the wailing body cries in protested pleasure as his thrusts slow to a halt, mind miles away and separated from the sinful acts taking place.

you weren't supposed to be at the gates today. you never are, a fact joel feels comfortable with. he'd not been prepared for the sight of you standing next to bill, waiting to offer up whatever supplies you had in exchange for tess and his'.

why did you have to say that? talk about what suited him, about what brings out his eyes, like you know him so well. it shocked him, angered him, irritated him. sent him home with a whole new load of steam he needed to blow off, cock pumped full of blood the second he'd left tess in bed and slipped on some clothes, heading out to find another heartbeat to calm his own with.

he'd only noticed he'd grabbed that damned green flannel you'd given him when he was too far to turn back and change.

it's pleading now, calling for him with names that aren't his own and begging for him to fuck a third orgasm out of it. it'll ask to see him again, he begrudgingly thinks, if it thinks this is how long he usually lasts, the new symbol of an unselfish lover.

if only it knew this is far from joel's norm, far from the man who takes his fill, till he reaches his spill, and leaves his partner trembling with unreached peaks.

a change in position. hands grasp at its hips and flip it over. on all fours, knees bent and arms stretched out ahead as its chest meets the floor. he takes a moment to do what he never does and takes in the state of its body, the way its hips sway ever so slightly side to side, as if to entice his cock back into its already plenty-used hole.

before he can stop it, the sight illicites a memory of you swaying your own hips, fully clothed in the middle of bill's living room, and with arms wrapped around an equally drunk tess.

joel shrugs the thought away, unwilling to think of you while his head is spinning with arousal.

focus on the body, that's what he'll do. his eyes trail over the salacious curve in its spine as it puts itself on display for him. it was no match to you, down on your knees and arching your pretty spine as fingertips tried so desperately to retrieve the wine cork that had rolled under a cabinet.

joel's cock jumps at the memory.

he must be losing his mind.

a desperate cry of please. the little light that exists in this space paints him the few of the body's glistening hole, which he swears winks at him in a taunting seduction. he obliges, at last, and lines his cock up once more and rutting forward, sinking the entirety of his length in with a single thrust.

there's no need- nor want- to go slow, returning to the punishing pace he'd set nearly an hour's past, when he'd first gotten the body under his control. it had hardly resisted the thick stretch of him, welcoming him easily and fitting him snug inside, wet muscles pulsing all around his throbbing cock. the sign of a body well-used, accustomed to moulding itself to fit whoever and whatever.

you'd not take it so easily. you couldn't possibly know how, not with the electrified gates and bill's protective gaze keeping you locked away from the world of men who'd no doubt line up at your door, just to get a taste of what sits between your sweet ambrosia thighs.

joel closes his eyes and pictures it all too clearly: you crying out at just the tip of him inside of you.

warmer, tighter, wetter. better than anything he could get his hands on in these streets. he's seen the outline- or what he thought was the outline- once, three summers back. you'd been in some flimsy excuse of a dress, trying to touch your toes after listening to frank brag about his days on his high school cheer squad. a gust of wind had blown the fabric up and there, sitting snuggly in a pair of pretty green panties, he saw the outline of your cunt, puffy lips creating the sweetest little shape he longed to split open in search of a tight hole.

his body moves with a mind of its own, uncaring to the fucked-out cries of the body beneath being plunged right through it's third release and heading straight into a fourth.

you'd sound better, feel tighter, take him deeper. with a bit of training, he'd have your insides permanently bruised with the shape of him and walls painted white in the stain of him.

he's sending himself into a frenzy just thinking about it, about you. splayed out on all fours, body stretched and back arched, cunt on display and ripe for his taking only. cunt squeezing him, mouth moaning his name, eyes fighting to look back at him over your shoulder.

it looks nothing like you, this body he fucks his fantasies into. it's hair, the opposite of yours. the feel of its skin no match to delicate hands he'd touched earlier, knuckles brushing against one another as he'd taken the shirt from you. it's shape nothing like yours, nearly a whole over species compared to your own ethereal existence. yet, in the still of the night, joel can pretend.

he does pretend. he sees you, beneath him in only the literal sense, gushing around his cock a fourth, fifth, sixth time, crying that it's too much, yet refusing to give him up, sucking him deeper with each thrust.

it becomes your lookalike.

and, with one last thrust into what he imagines to be your exhausted body, joel finally feels himself let go, release all that pent up steam you and your stupid words about green and his eyes, and even that stupid smile you'd sent his way after waving goodbye, had given him.

his cock is tucked away and zipper pulled up by the time it's knees give in. there's a possibility it's called back to him, thanking him or maybe expecting him to help clean itself up. but joel simply walks away, head a mess with the new territory it's lost itself in: you, and just exactly what it is you make a man like him feel.

the walk back feels more shameful than ever, and joel wonders if he'll ever be able to look you in the eyes again, without picturing what it would be like to make them roll back.

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yellowocaballero · 2 years ago

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Feel free to ignore this ask but I would absolutely love to hear about your 4 season rework of green lantern

YOU'RE MY FAVORITE ANON YOU'RE MY FAVORITE ANON OF ALL TIME GO TO BED KNOWING I LOVE YOU MOST.

OK. This isn't all of it. This is season 1. But it's SUPER LONG, so I'm putting it under a cut. I have rewritten the Emerald Knight/Zero Hour thing and completely rewritten Kyle Rayner from scratch you are SO fucking welcome.

TL;DR:

Kyle is a furry wannabe Steven Universe storyboarder who trips and falls on a ring some weirdo green guy dropped on his head. Using the power of his influencer girlfriend, nerdy neurodivergency, and being an insane attention whore, Kyle becomes the world's first influencer superhero.

And in which we learn how justice isn't so just, that a peacekeeping institution without humanity is cruel, that social structures that give men absolute power and brainwash them with superiority complexes are recipes for mass shootings, and that an immigrant kid is the only person left who can tear down the idealized image of the American Dream and expose the rotten corruption within.

Emerald Knight

I'll phrase this as if you are a normal person who makes good use of your limited time on Earth and doesn't know anything about Green Lantern:

Hal Jordan is an All-American military test pilot, star member of the intergalactic police force The Green Lanterns, and a hero to Earth. He's had a long and illustrious career as a superhero, from founding the Justice League to serving as the star warrior of the Green Lanterns. Hal Jordan's the cornerstone of an institution. The institution known as peace. His ring can create anything and do anything, so long as he has the will. If he wants something bad enough, his ring can make it. The ring runs on an all-powerful battery that's powered by bravery, free will, and sheer focus.

Tragedy strikes. Hal Jordan loses a fight, to catastrophic consequences. His home Coast City, a city that's enjoyed his protection for over twenty years, is destroyed. Nuked. All that's left is a crater. Everyone Hal Jordan has ever known or loved - everybody he's ever fought for - is gone. He has failed everybody. His ring has failed him.

Hal approaches the Guardians of Oa, the leaders of the police force he's served. He asks them for help - if they can use their incredible power to remake Coast City and set things right again.

The Guardians say it's not their job. They fight crime, they don't rewind time. They aren't a humanitarian organization. Ask for other help.

Hal asks for other help. He asks every superhero he can find, every friend he's ever made - there's nothing anybody can do. Desperate, he returns to the crater of Coast City. He makes a wish. He wants something harder than he's ever wanted anything before: his home back.

For a minute, it works. Coast City is there again. They're alive. He's home.

Then his ring is shut off. A Guardian of Oa appears before him, a leader of the Green Lantern Corp and the head of their home planet and home base known as Oa. He's broken an essential rule of the Green Lantern Corp - that you never, ever use your ring selfishly, or for personal gain - and he's being brought back to Oa for a disciplinary hearing.

Even at his hearing, Hal asks for help. He tells the Guardians that he doesn't understand. They sit on the Green Lantern battery, the largest and most powerful energy source in the galaxy, why can't he use it to resurrect his town? It's not for you, the Guardians say, it's for everyone. But Hal worked for the police force for 20 years! He put his blood, sweat, and tears into the Corp. Doesn't he deserve something back? It's not about you, the Guardians say. It's about truth, justice, and harmony. Our obligation is to defeat evil. They're focused on the greater good, they can't sweat the smaller stuff. Their purpose is to fight evil, not create good.

For the last time, Hal asks them for access to the battery. They say no.

Hal snaps. His ring bursts. His power reflects his will - what he wants more than almost anything. And almost every Guardian is sliced in half.

He put 20 years into this organization and they threw him away. He fought for Truth, Justice, and Harmony and look where it got him - he lost everything. The greater good did nothing for him. The greater good did nothing for his town. The greater good is resurrecting his town. So if he does some smaller stuff it's justified, because he's going to act for the greater good of Earth and his people.

If they won't give it to him, he'll take it. He'll charge himself in the battery, attain full power, and serve the greater good. The entire Green Lantern Corp (GLC) tries to stop him, and he destroys their rings. He pushes them aside. More and more GLs are called in, and he defeats them all. He's the greatest of them, and what he wants he's going to get.

Hal's always had a best friend, named Kilowog. He was a corpman through and through. If Hal was their strongest warrior, Kilowog was their most dedicated. He believes in what they do. He's a very good person. Hal knows he is a better person than Hal ever was.

Kilowog gets through to him, just a little. This wouldn't just destroy the battery. It would hurt people. He's a warrior, he has to uphold their values. Even if the GLC has failed him, the people haven't. He makes Hal stop and think.

So Hal thinks. All the GLC has ever cared about is fighting evil, no matter the cost to themselves. But they have to be the evil ones. They aren't allowing Hal to create good. Evil has to be fought, cannot be tolerated, and nothing else matters as long as good is created. He can't tolerate it. He has an obligation not to tolerate it. He has to destroy the Green Lantern Corp.

His friends and his warriors - they chose to participate in this evil. They were warriors of the system that failed him, and he has to punish them too. You punish bad. Everybody's bad, because they hurt Hal and never healed him, and you punish bad.

Kilowog tries to stop him. Hal kills Kilowog. Hal stands over his friend's corpse, the best man he ever knew, and realizes that he's bad too.

He's done it. He's found the battery. He steps inside the battery and supercharges his ring. If he wants it bad enough, he can do it. And he wants it so, so -

But Hal's always known. The ring can do anything he wants, but it cannot ressurect the dead. He knew. But it was his only shot. And it was a failure. Evil is all that's left. Good is gone.

Hal blows up the battery. Oa, everybody on it, and himself.

Everything is destroyed. Every lantern on Oa dies and every deployed Lantern loses their ring. The records, history, system, home - everything once known as the GLC is wiped out. Only one ring remains - Kilowog's ring, the one thing Hal couldn't bear to destroy.

Miraculously, one Guardian clings to life. He follows Hal Jordan's trail, on the brink of death, searching for nothing but the next wielder of the ring. The rings choose the wielder, but this ring is grieving and can't search. There will be no chosen one, no special hero. Anybody will do. The GLC just has to survive.

The last Guardian of Oa lands in the back alley behind a nightclub. A human man is standing there, fighting the urge to throw up. He's a lightweight, but he really wanted to look cool in front of his girlfriend and win that drinking contest. When he sees the little blue man, he's pretty sure he's hallucinating.

"Are you, like, okay?" the man asks. He's mildly concerned.

The dying alien needs to tell the man everything. About the GLC, about how to keep it alive. What happened to them and how to avenge them. What a ring is, how to charge the ring, how to use it, anything.

But he spends his dying breath on something else completely:

"Help them."

The alien dies, and his body disapears. The man blinks at the empty alleyway, distantly aware that he just got Obi-Wan Kenobi'd.

"I should drink less," Kyle Rayner says, and goes back inside the nightclub.

KYLE RAYNER: WHO THE FUCK IS KYLE RAYNER?

Kyle Rayner is nobody.

Okay, that's a lie. Kyle Rayner is somebody to Kyle Rayner. And his girlfriend Alex. That's two people! He's practically popular!

Kyle immigrated from Korea to Los Angeles about a year ago. He's twenty three, permanently enthusiastic, and learned English through being SUPER overly online. He spends all of his time on Overwatch, MMOs, Twitter, and FurAffinity. His life is Hollywood, Triple AAA games, American comics, and Cartoon Network. He was kind of a big name in the Steven Universe fandom, not to brag. He worked as an animator in Korea (on his fifth favorite American show! No, he was not credited.), but the pay was complete shit and he was tired of doing the grunt work for somebody else's dream. Kyle's going to write his own comic book, show run his own cartoon. He's going to taste the limelight and experience complete Creative Freedom. Those are the two most important words in the world to him: Creative and Freedom.

America's where the action is. Why not move there? Kyle doesn't exactly have any friends or family in Korea. Nobody knows or loves him. It's Hollywood time, baby! He's making it big!

Kyle's creative, independent, a free thinker. He's also an obsessive and compulsive nerd. He'll draw for ten hours completely focused, and he can't be disturbed or distracted. His brain never stops churning out new ideas. He wants a million things, he knows just how to make them, and he has the focus and self-discipline to sit down and get to work.

This will make him the perfect Green Lantern. He doesn't know this. He's just completely sure it'll make him wildly successful in America!

What? No, he doesn't know much about superheroes. They aren't comic characters, why should he care. Didn't Superman save a town or something the other day? He doesn't watch the news. Anyway, Alex, check it out! This green Obi-Wan Kenobi dude gave me this fucked up ring! Isn't it cool, Alex! What is it?

ALEX DEWITT: WHO THE HELL IS ALEX DEWITT?

Alex Dewitt is somebody. Or she will be. Any day now.

Kyle's girlfriend as of a year, met at a ComicCon. L.A. B-list influencer. The worst kind of influencer. She does alright, enough to make a living. Her job involves being a hot woman posing on a beach. And a hot woman drinking a latte. And a hot woman promoting a brand of jewelery. And a hot woman on a boat. And -

She's tired of doing the grunt work of pretending to live somebody else's dream. Her only freedom is what sponsored dress to wear for the next shoot. She's a hot face in an attractive crowd and she hates it. There's no room for freedom of expression, no room for individuality. Every time she tries to talk about politics or justice or morality or truth or immigration policies on her Twitter she gets a thousand replies about how she can't know anything about it, get back to posting thirst traps.

Alex wants to do something nobody's ever dreamed of before. She'll get famous for her mind and her talent, not just her body. Alex will create something amazing. Any day now. She'll make it. Eventually.

Alex and Kyle haven't been dating for too long, but they love each other fiercely. Alex loves Kyle because he's free thinking and creative where she's linear and straight-forward. Kyle introduces a creative mindset to her art, and she introduces a business minded and hustler approach to his. She's not good with the big picture ideas and he's not good with the details. Kyle dreams it, Alex achieves it. Nobody on Discord believes Kyle when he says he's dating a model. They shouldn't. But he is. Kyle is also surprisingly hot.

Alex, who does watch the news: "Holy shit, that's a Green Lantern ring." Kyle: "It's not grave robbing if the alien guy gave me it and then died, right?" Alex: "Green Lantern's an American superhero! He helped found the Justice League! Nobody's seen him since his city's blown up, but -" Kyle: "Wait, that hole in the ground we took aesthetic pics in front of was a city?" Alex: "The aesthetic is a social commentary." Kyle: "Barely know what that is! So does this mean we can keep it or what?" Alex: "Depends on if you want superpowers or not." Kyle: "Highly photogenic superpowers? :D"

Should they find one of the other few human GLs and give it back? Probably. But hey, nobody's looking for it. This is LA, baby. It's finders keepers. And they just scored the find of a century. This is the big break they're looking for. This is their ticket to the big time.

This…is going to make Alex go ABSOLUTELY VIRAL.

GREEN LANTERN GOES VIRAL.

Turns out, when two attention whore Los Angeles twenty three year olds score the flashiest superpowers in existence, they get as many clicks as they want. As everybody knows in L.A.: if you want it hard enough, you can get it. #grindallday #hustlelife

Kyle is the first superhero with a TikTok. He's the first superhero with an everything. Being an influencer is being a businessman, and Alex has always known how to play the cut-throat game. She bills him as the first Gen Z Superhero and books him on everything. YouTube celeb videos, TikTok after TikTok where he makes 3D glowing green memes, charity Twitch livestreams, Instagram lives where he has his ring create suggestions from the comments. Kyle collabs with some of the biggest Korean influencers. He's gone international.

He also, like, fights supervillains. He's actually really good at fighting supervillains. His determined will, his absolute focus, his unbounded creativity - he's a genius of a Green Lantern. Kyle doesn't know this. He just thinks being a superhero is kind of easy. But do you know what's not easy? Building a website. With Squarespace, you can -

Alex has found a schtick. She has the unique billing. Who else can put "superhero girlfriend" on their Insta bio? She's an A lister in no time. She's created a dream life and it's flying off the shelves: who hasn't fantasized about being a superhero's girlfriend? Who hasn't wondered what that's like? If you click on her Insta, you can see that it's so totally awesome!

They don't have secret identities. They are incredibly irresponsible. But that was obvious.

Kyle is adored by the entire 12-25yo male demographic, but Alex is respected now (and adored by the 12-25yo female demographic). Nobody cared about the opinions of yet another L.A. B-list influencer. But a superhero girlfriend? Advocacy is practically her job. People are listening to her. Now people want to hear her opinion on everything, from immigration issues to enviornmentalism. She could probably start her own charity or something! She can #raiseawareness of anything!

She does not #raiseawareness of Hal Jordan. Nobody really knows where he is.

His friends knew he was going insane with grief, and the world knew he disapeared. The other Earth GLs (John Stewart and Guy Gardner) had their rings broken, and they both had to retire in grief for the loss of their superhero identities. And for Hal, who everybody is quietly sure killed himself.

And then.

THIS ASSHOLE.

Whose ring didn't break. Who came out of nowhere. Who's never even spoken with another superhero ("Uh, there's, like, Superman?" Kyle says, sweating. "And…Batman? Is Batman real? They were joking about Batman, right?"). Who his shamelessly exploiting the Green Lantern reputation and legacy for clicks and ad revenue. Whose influencer girlfriend is posting TikToks of them going out for romantic moonlit flighs. Who, infuriatingly, is excellent with that ring.

The Justice League didn't take action for a while. He probably wasn't even a real Green Lantern, just a copy riding off the image. Somebody from the GLC will come down and take care of it. And if he is a real GL, then they'll drag him back up to Oa by the ear for boot camp. But time passes, and nobody comes.

Guy and Kyle can't raise their old comrades in the Corp. They can't get in touch with Kilowog. Everybody's vanished. The only Green Lantern seemingly left in the galaxy is that fucking TikTok kid.

Finally, Guy and Kyle knock on Kyle and Alex's door. They tell them to come back with a warrant. Kyle's ring starts going nuts. They let them in. And, finally, after months, Kyle learns what the fuck the Green Lantern Corp is. John tells him that he has to use the ring as intended, or to give it to somebody who will. You're carrying a sacred duty and you're using it for clicks.

Kyle: Kyle: Kyle: Kyle: "I'M A FUCKING COP?"

Obviously, Kyle will not be a cop. But he does feel guilty, and he does know that the world needs an actual superhero. Not whatever the hell he is (he did save LA from a lava monster yesterday, though!). He tries to give John the ring back, but it won't work for him. Kyle's the only GL they have. They're kind of depending on him. Kyle hates this.

At the very least, he promises to travel to Oa and just see if anybody's alive over there. Kyle can tell that Hal Jordan was 10x the guy he was, and his friends deserve to learn the truth about what happened to him. And, maybe, the world can get a real Green Lantern back. Even if everybody and the kpoppies agree that the new guy is way better than the old guy, since he didn't shoot promotional videos for the US Military and isn't a bootlicker. And SPACE, BABY!

#GREENLANTERNINSPACE TRENDS

After a while of Space Adventures (Kyle takes a wrong turn at Space Albuquerque and ends up teaching Lobo what hentai is (Kyle is now Lobo's hentai dealer)), Kyle finally shows up at Oa. Time to finally figure out this mystery, ask all the cop motherfuckers what's going on, and - OK, worng coordinates. Where's Oa. Anybody? Anyone?

As Kyle floats in the atoms of a destroyed planet - as Kyle still feels the ghost of its heat - his ring speaks to him, for the very first time. The ring spoke to Hal and Guy and John, but it never spoke to him. And it speaks with Kilowog's voice.

The ring acts as a black box recording of Kilowog's final moments. It tells Kyle that he deserves to learn the truth. Kilowog was such a brave person that his personality must have imprinted into the ring matrix - or maybe it's like a dog that really loved its person.

It shows Kyle the final moments of Oa, just as Kilowog experienced it. It shows Kyle how it felt to have his best friend murder him, to see his life's work destroyed. It shows Kyle everything - Kilowog's passion for the GLC, his life as a warrior, his history and friendship with Hal. Kilowog's entire life, and how amazing it was. And what Kyle feels most of all was his dedication and spirit, and how deeply he believed in right and wrong. And how Hal killed him, and how Hal killed them all.

Kyle, having secondhand experienced a tragedy, goes HOLY SHIT. MURDER? BEST FRIEND MURDERED ME? I MEAN KILOWOG? DEATH?

Kyle knows he has to tell people about this. That the world has to know that their platonic ideal of a superhero, the best Lantern in the Corp, a founding member of the justice League, a superhero of 20+ years - they have to know that he murdered his best friend and destroyed the GLC, killing thousands.

And that Kyle, the immigrant Korean twenty three year old TikTok influencer slash Twitch livestreamer has to be the one to tell them.

Nobody will believe him. Kyle knows that. Who the hell would believe an all-American hero did this? Even if they did believe him, it could destabilize the entire superhero community. Maybe even America. What would they think about him? They'd call him a liar. Is the truth worth putting his own image in danger, hurting his grieving friends?

It would mean speaking up against the corruption and atrocity at the heart of an institution that is load bearing on society and civilization. It would involve tearing down the ideal image of an American, the American hopes and dreams that he used to believe in, and exposure the ugly and cruel reality of a cruel institution that drove a man insane.

Kyle knows everybody would turn on him. Nobody would believe him. Hal was influential, he literally helped found the Justice League. If Kyle writes that callout post, he'll get cancelled big time.

Kyle's goofy, but he's not dumb. He's lived in America for one and a half years. He has nobody on his side but Alex. He can have all of the followers he wants, but they'd turn on him in an instant. The internet, the public, the government, the Justice League. They'd all turn on him.

Kyle gets scared. He can't do it. The ring has a suggestion.

Ring: "Maybe the truth'll mean more coming from a real GL, kid! :D" Kyle: "Great idea Mr. Kilowog Ring! Where do we find this guy?" Ring: "I'm just a ring buddy :D" Kyle: "Useless :D"

But it's the best idea he has. There has to be satellite outposts, Jedi Temples, surviving rings - there has to be somebody who actually knows what they're doing, who's a real warrior. They can tell the truth. He just has to take a life-changing field trip to find them.

Kyle, calling space long distance home to Alex: "Hi honey! Having a weird one in space right now!" Alex: "Be weirder if you were having a normal one in space. Are you going to be home soon, I finally scored you that collab with BTS" Kyle: "FUCK" Kyle: "Alex please reschedule the collab with BTS I have to have an existential crisis slash mental breakdown and run away into space and chase down evidence of an intergalactic conspiracy" Alex: "Can't you do that after BTS" Kyle: "I WISH I COULD ALEX"

Somebody in the galaxy can tell the world the truth. Kyle just has to find them.

#green lantern #kyle rayner #hal jordan #guy gardner #john stewart #my writing #you ever go insane in your sibling's DMs for like two hours #and then look at it and know that this is the coolest thing you will never write #anyway there are still seasons 2-4 but jesus this post was long enough #i read kyle's introduction TPB went 'hm you know how this could be better' and improved everyone's lives #thank u anon i got so much shit like this that i feel like an idiot for just dropping

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calxkrbd · 2 years ago

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forever (cw. death, might be ooc. albedo x gn!reader)

Grieving was already hard enough, what more when knowing you were the cause of the love of your life’s death? Albedo wished he could turn back time and rewind his past mistakes, just to ensure a tranquil forever with you.

“Albedo,” I hear a voice behind me.

I didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was, “Leave me be, Kaeya.”

I heard him shuffle closer towards my table, “Come on, Albedo. They’re waiting for you.”

I’m not one to lose my temper but everyone’s been on my nerves lately. I faced him with a grimace, “If you’re not here to talk about work then you may as well leave.”

“Albedo,” He had that sympathetic look on his face again. “You need to see them.”

I hated the way he looked at me with pity. It’s what everyone’s been looking at me with ever since they passed away.

My hand formed a tight fist, “(Y/N) got killed because of me.”

Kaeya frowns, “You're not the reason they did-”

“They would still be here with me if I just went with them.” I could feel my chest tightening, “It should’ve been me.”

“It should’ve been no one.” Kaeya shakes his head, “They were ambushed, Albedo. It wasn’t your fault that they got caught up in it all. No one saw it coming.”

I stayed silent to let him know that I didn't want to talk about it anymore. Kaeya seemed to notice that I wasn’t in the mood and sighed defeatedly. I turned my back to him and tried to focus on what I was writing, but my vision clouded and I could feel tears prickling in the corner of my eyes. There was only silence for a couple of minutes and I thought that Kaeya had already left, but I felt a hand lay on my shoulder.

“If you ever want to visit, you know where to find them.”

“You’re here!”

I couldn’t help but smile at their enthusiasm as I neared Windrise, “I told you I’d show up.”

You sheepishly smiled, “I wasn’t expecting you to show up since it seemed like you were busy, Albedo”

“I’ll always make time for you, (Y/N).” My eyes averted to the bouquet of windwheel aster they had in their arms, “Did you pick these?”

You nodded, “I need them for this experiment I’ve been working on and-“

You continued talking. You were always talkative around me, it was something I noticed. We bring out a side of each other that no one else but us can see.

“Oh, it’s nearing midnight.” You frowned. I never noticed how time passes by so fast whenever I’m with them. “Let’s go back, Albedo. We both have somewhere to be tomorrow.”

I nodded, holding out my hand. “I’ll walk you home, love.”

You flushed, a vivid red that could rival a ruby, “No no, it’s fine. I still have to pick up a couple of things before going home.”

“Are you sure?” I was hesitant, but you insisted that you'd be alright.

“I'll get going then,” I planted a kiss on their forehead, “I’ll see you later.”

Never in my life have I ever regretted doing something, not until that moment.

“A part of me died with you that night,” I whispered to no one in particular.

It was cold tonight, and I could hear the faint tune of a lyre being strummed across the graveyard. I leaned my head onto my love’s headstone and tried to fight back my tears.

No matter how many times I've tried, pretending to remain stoic became harder day by day. I buried my face in my hands and stifled a cry.

I would’ve never gone here under normal circumstances because of the guilt I feel to the very depths of my soul, but it was unfair for me to not at least pay my respects. It was no use avoiding going here too. Drowning myself in work wasn’t something (Y/N) would’ve wanted me to do and no matter how hard I mourn and even if I cry tears that could rival the ocean, it wouldn't bring them back.

They were gone for good, and I had to come to terms with it.

Not even in my next life would I want to spend it with no one else but them.

"I'll love you forever, Albedo."

“Forever?”

“Yes.”

Every crevice of my heart was and will still be yours. I’ll love you forever too, my love, even if your forever is shorter than mine.

#( 🤍 ) - calxkrbd #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin angst #albedo fluff #albedo angst #albedo x reader #genshin albedo #kreideprinz

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creepichan · 8 months ago

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My dream about Logan, Thomas, Virgil and Orange

Okay so. I had a dream about a new episode and was so raw and cool, i had to write it down somewhere.

Note: in my dream i was so excited that I jumped to parts of the episode, not being able to watch it in one piece. It also had an unimportant sideplot so the “scene” has cuts here and there.

Thomas has some problem and orange starts to take over. Framing orange as „rage“. But Thomas is unaware of this and just gets angrier every day

At one point he sits at a table with virgil and talks with him about smth. Until Thomas breaks out in a lighthearted chuckle and says:

„Oh virgil, thats why from all the sides I hate you the most“ Smiling calmly, as if he didnt just drop the rawest line of the whole series.

And virgil is understandably shocked and doesn‘t know how to respond

Then commercial break. Side plot stuff happens until there is a cut back to the mainplot.

Later same setting but with Logan. Thomas called him because Logic would surely be able to help him.

Thomas wasn‘t understanding himself. Why he was so angry at seemingly nothing. Why he told virgil that he hated him. He was angry and yet panicked.

Logan listened to him rant but felt the orange aura pressing into the foreground. Within Thomas and himself.

At one point Logan knew he had to leave. So he stood up and tried to brush Thomas off.

„Nope sorry thomas, nothing that can be done“

„But can‘t we-„

„I apologize, you‘ll have to figure that one out yourself. I am no help here“

Which he said very fastly, as his main focus was to get out of the situation. Leaving Thomas by himself and his turmoil of feelings.

(Also a little detail, during the whole thing Logan was stressed out too but did a good job at hiding it. He even had his tie untied and hanging over his shoulders. He looked like he didnt get much sleep)

From here on out I was freaking out with excitement, since I felt a plot arc coming I had anticipated for a long time. So i kept rewinding to watch scenes again. And hovering my cursor to different parts of the timeline and seeing little previews. So this is why I only remember the following in little parts of different scenes:

⁃ Logan in the bathroom, having his Jekyll and Hyde moment with Orange.

⁃ Logan trying to calm himself

⁃ Logan puking out something orange

⁃ Logan trying to clean his shirt and making himself presentable again

⁃ Stitching his tie back together again

⁃ Only slowly calming down again and managing to separate himself from the anger

While all of this, Thomas is talking with his therapist and friends. Making him slowly calm down again and returning to his normal self. Which was the reason for orange letting go of Logan again.

Then i woke up. I got too excited xD

The reason I was so hooked on this was because we could see a direct connection between Thomas and his sides. Orange not only influencing the side but Thomas and his behavior as well. And vice versa too!

We saw Thomas as this angry, violent and out-of-character person. Which felt really intense. Also seeing Logan lose control like that was… something.

So yes. Im sorry if this makes little sense. I wrote this right after waking up so i wouldn’t forget.

#sanders sides #logan sanders #thomas sanders #ts logan #orange side #ts virgil #virgilsanders

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oneatlatime · 1 year ago

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The Fortuneteller

(A title which I am itching to divide into three words instead of two because boy does 'Fortuneteller' look stupid - seriously, stare at it for a bit and see how fast it starts looking like Fortun Eteller)

The last couple of episodes have had a contemplative character, so I'm rooting for this one to be a silly one. Also more Sokka please. Poor guy gets demoted to one liners in the B-plot whenever Aang is the main focus.

Episode Time!

We start this episode off with a potential love interest for Sokka.

I had completely forgotten that Katara used to have a necklace. I'd also completely forgotten that she'd lost it. When did she lose it?

Aang-o-vision has a pretty heavy rose-tinted filter - literally.

Told you it was a love interest.

The NOISE Sokka makes when the fish slaps him! I love it. Hang on I'm going to rewind and listen to it again.

Yep. Still as good the second time.

Oh wow! Aang just got Momo-zoned. Gotta say I'm not a fan of a romantic relationship between Aang and Katara at this point, so I'm all for some Momo-zonage.

Platypus bear! Finally some hybrid animals. I was beginning to wonder if that would ever come back.

Is this guy a martial arts master or an idiot?

I'm leaning towards idiot.

Friendly reminder of Appa's size. That's a lot of molars. No canines or incisors? Guess he's an obligate herbivore.

Is sniffing eggs something that people do? I get sniffing melons or other produce, but eggs?

Yep. Floppy hat guy is an idiot.

Aang buddy you might want to get that checked out.

And with a mighty squelch, the egg fulfills this episode's Beat Up Sokka quota.

Appa shakes!

Those are weird ducks.

I don't know a thing about anime, but that's the most anime-looking guy I've seen in this show. Is this show an anime?

Meng-o-vision is red-tinted. Probably doesn't bode well.

Also, Meng could give Zuko some lessons on how to style Pipi longstocking hair. Someone with more photoshop skills than me needs to make a Zuko with Meng hair.

"Don't be modest, they're huge!" Presented without comment. I'm not going to say a thing. But we all thought it.

Katara is totally the kind of girl who would fall for fortune telling. We've seen (multiple times) that she is gullible. Actually, now that I think about it, we've had multiple episodes where Katara gets swept up in something a healthy dose of skepticism would have guarded her from - Jet and The Great Divide come to mind. The writers are really hammering the 'Katara is susceptible to romantic nonsense and Sokka is a science-minded skeptic' message home. Is this going to play some bigger part in the show going forward? Why else would we be on version number (arguably) 3 of this same plot?

Aang and Sokka took off their shoes, but Katara didn't. Huh.

Pinky out. Classy.

I am not digging the Aang x Katara stuff in this episode. I'm with Sokka on this one - let's pretend it was a stellar bathroom break.

Aunt Wu is being unnecessarily antagonistic to Sokka. First he gets an egg on his head, then Momo steals his bean puffs, now Aunt Wu tells him his life's going to suck. I should have been more specific when I hoped for a Sokka episode. I didn't mean a beat up Sokka episode.

Aang. Priorities honey. Honestly, Aang casually dismissing his destiny after all that build up did get a laugh out of me.

A god-like figure coming to have his fortune read and only wanting to know about his love life would give me a headache too.

Add malicious signage to the Beating Up Sokka list.

"The fluffy bunny cloud forecasts doom and destruction." I bet that's the first time that sentence has appeared in the English language.

These people are stupid. Blazing Saddles style 'common clay of the New West' stupid. It would take, what, a day? to run a visual check on the volcano. But nope. Too much work. Listen to me I'm morphing into Sokka.

Katara giving off some serious fangirl vibes.

Katara is officially addicted to fortune telling.

Live footage of me watching these village idiots.

Add duck to the list of Things Which Assault Sokka. Gotta love those duck noises though.

Sokka is getting dangerously close to advising negging here. Also Meng deserves better. Her poor pigtails droop in disappointment. Girl has sentient hair - she deserves better.

Papaya? When you don't like papaya? Just because some old lady said so? Too far. That's not even teenage nonsense; that's tweenage nonsense. I kind of feel like sending Katara to her room. Actually it's just like that one line Log Man said in the Jet episode. Something like 'He tells us what to do and how to think and things all turn out right.' Outsourcing your decision-making. Which, by the way, is both nonsense and cult-like. Then again, the lost boys freedom fighters pretty much worshipped Jet the way this village worships Aunt Wu, so... parallels?

So if this guy got the panda lily himself, doesn't that mean that he recently went up the mountain? Couldn't he have had a peak inside while he was up there? Would have taken an extra 20 seconds.

"Flowers are fine once you're married" Somebody get this boy to Victorian times. If he ever sees an ankle he'll self-combust.

You have a flying bison. Why don't you fly up instead of climb?

This is totally live action fire copy-pasted in to the animation. There has got to be a more technical term for that than copy-pasted.

Raise your hand if you saw the twist with the volcano coming. (I did I swear. Blue spirit was an outlier).

Forget Appa, why didn't Aang just fly up?

"They just won't listen to reason." "But they will listen to Aunt Wu." So the mountain comes to Mohammed. I guess talking to people in a way they understand / will listen to is a good lesson for an avatar to learn. I thought he'd learned that one in The Great Divide though. Either way this episode is getting increasingly frustrating.

Can Meng get a hug? She seems astonishingly self-aware and emotionally mature for a kid. Also way too smart for this podunk town. I may rescind the hug in light of the stalking.

Well, it's not exactly subtle, but at least volcanic doom isn't a fluffy bunny.

Look at those yummy purples. Finally an episode where it's light enough to have a beautiful sky. My collection of wallpapers was suffering.

Digging a lava trench might work, if the volcano is going to put out a gallon or two of lava. This must be a baby volcano.

Nevermind.

The ashes effect feels oddly 3-D.

I guess to an avatar this kind of challenge is small potatoes.

Totally ignoring the Aang x Katara stuff for a minute, I'm with Sokka on this one too, because I also had forgotten that Aang is a superbender. He didn't even need to go glowy.

If I lived in this village that redesign would absolutely give me nightmares. Are those mega claws of doom structurally sound?

I am going to punch this man.

Aunt Wu's final speech to Aang makes me think that at least she's not indulging in her own product as it were. I suppose a con artist (whose services are free, so, just jerking around a village for shits and giggles?) is better than an actual believer?

MENG!!!

Final Thoughts

This episode has me thinking about stories. Part of the reason Katara wants to believe in nonsense like fortune telling is because she is someone inclined to listen to / believe in stories. I think the opening monologue of the first episode mentioned something about her grandmother's stories. Katara was raised on stories and very much took them to heart as more than just entertainment. And you can't blame her for believing the conceits of stories could be possible in their world, not after the events of episode one dumped the star of those stories in her lap. Just so long as she doesn't confuse a belief in stories with a belief in happy endings. There is a war going on in their world, and judging by the stuff that the show did not shy away from discussing or implying in episodes like The Southern Air Temple and The Storm, I am willing to bet good money that there will be a couple of unhappy endings ahead. Not permanently unhappy; this is a kids' cartoon. But there will probably be setbacks and disappointments.

Would Katara have astrology nonsense in her dating profile?

"The fluffy bunny cloud forecasts doom and destruction" is going to be incorporated into my daily vocabulary.

Platypus + bear are interesting choices for a hybrid animal, since a platypus is about 15 normal animals smashed together anyway. A platypus bear is the swiss army knife of animals. Or the Mr. Potato Head.

At first I thought that Aunt Wu was a benevolent meddler (see putting together the couple with the panda lily), but she also advised that one guy to never bathe, which doesn't benefit anyone in any way that I can see. So I've concluded that she's a Bumi level ("it's pretty fun messing with people") shit-stirrer instead. Her services may be free, but she manages to pay for a very big house, an assistant in Meng, and anime guy the bodyguard(?) so I guess grateful villagers give her donations? However she's doing it, she's got it made.

There was some sort of running theme with those large blue-billed ducks that lived in the village. If that was meant to have more meaning than just a running visual gag, I didn't pick up on it.

Meng had a surprising amount of depth and insight for what (I assume) is a one-episode character. Stalking aside, I liked her.

This episode's humourous look at the stupidity of the village (in fact the science denial of the village) is not as funny as it would have been in a pre-covid denial, pre-antivax, pre-"global warming is a hoax" world. A shallow viewing of this episode is still funny because the villagers are just SO dumb (except Meng), but the more you think about the villagers' actions and the conclusions they reach at the end of the episode (to not change AT ALL - at least the tribes made up in The Great Divide, a similarly idiot-filled episode), the more you morph into Sokka. These people have denied reality so hard that it's frustrating rather than funny to watch. Their head in the sand approach is not cute anymore.

I really wanted to like this episode. Like I said before, I wanted a goofy fun episode after the one-two punch of the last two episodes, but this one rapidly went from goofy to frustrating. I can't tell if it's because I'm not the target audience (i.e. too adult) or if it's because much of the world is currently drowning in various forms of misinformation and science denial. I know this episode isn't supposed to be deep - it's supposed to be setup for Aang & Katara as a (hopefully very distant) couple. That's all. And the message at the end about shaping your own destiny (i.e. taking an active part in your life) is a good message, and thematically relevant to the avatar, who presumably is at least somewhat responsible for shaping the whole world's destiny. But damn if this episode doesn't make my teeth itch.

Pros: Sokka had some great lines. Appa got to shake. There were pretty backgrounds. The noise Sokka made when he got slapped by the fish was a thing of beauty.

Cons: Aang and Katara are not allowed to date until they're 35. I will smack each villager individually upside the head with a science textbook. Meng deserved better.

Maybe I'm just not in the mood for this episode. I'll stick it on the rewatch list just for the Sokka fish noise.

#atla #avatar: the last airbender #the fortune teller #it should be THREE words fight me #avatar the last airbender

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gerudospiriit · 7 months ago

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[Alright, I officially finished A Link to the Past so I can officially have an opinion now. Under the cut because it might get long (not that anyone will probably read this but I need to SHARE).

SO. To start this off, I really cannot grasp how people like what's his nuts from GG can say that this game is better than Ocarina of Time or really any game that follows it. However, this isn't about comparing the two games like a cranky, bitter baby. and all I'll say to such comparisons is they DEFINITELY improved on a lot over the years as any game franchise should. So, yeah, my bias aside, I would never say this game was better than OoT, and I don't think anyone actually being honest about it can either.

That said, the game was okay. I like getting some lore I'm less familiar with for what that's worth. The game was fun at time but, honestly, it overall felt more like a chore than a fun game to play. Starting with the story, which I get wasn't meant to be the focus, it's pretty standard: Ganon is trying to do mayhem and you have to do x, y, and z to stop him. There's really just...no meat to it. There's nothing really that makes me feel connected to the characters or what I'm trying to do as the gameplay feels too far removed from the plot, and there is nothing that you do that feels really impactful. The stakes don't feel like they're there.

I also didn't get how people praise this game and a few others a lot because you can do the dungeons in any order. Like...it wasn't all of them, it seemed to me? Like there were definitely times where I had to do one temple and get the item there before I could do another. There's definitely more freedom in that realm than other games, but I don't see how it makes the game better or worse.

My biggest gripes were with the mechanics/gameplay. I'll just list some of them and try to be brief about describing why they're gripes.

The item mechanics. On it's face, it's not the worst, but in practice it was annoying. Only having access to one item aside, it always felt clunky and obnoxious to set items and use them. I really think they could have optimized this and the menu system better in general to help that.

Maybe this was my dumbass, but the hitboxes felt...off a lot of times. Like I would watch my sword hit something very obviously but it wouldn't actually hit. Like I said, maybe this was user error, but I'm not really sure and it annoyed me.

BALANCING. I don't mind games being difficult or unforgiving. But holy shit there was literally no balancing of health regeneration. And I'll take partial blame on this: I could have done more to get all the bottles so I could carry more potions and maybe a net(?) to catch fairies(?), but holy shit. At least let people regen A LITTLE before reaching a boss fight. Like yeah, most of the boss fights were surprisingly easy, but when you have to run through the WHOLE TEMPLE AGAIN because you lost, it really sucks because, chances are, you're going to lose that health you got from your revival (which isn't much) and be back at square one when you reach the boss again. And that's not discussing how it feels like the enemies do WAY too much damage, which is especially shitty when you reach rooms where you literally cannot avoid taking said damage (I like to think I'm at least decent enough at the game, btw; not the best by any means but decent). I was at least a big cheater and abused the rewind function on the Switch emulator but holy shit. If I played properly, I'm not sure I would have made it to the end.

And my biggest gripe was easily how you could literally finish at least one whole dungeon, get to the boss, and realize you didn't have the weapon you needed to win. That's what happened to me. And don't get me wrong. I don't mind the finding items that will help you outside of dungeons just fine. But what isn't fair is that there is no indication that you needed the ice rod to beat the boss in Turtle Rock dungeon. You don't need it at all to progress through the temple, and there is nothing leading you there. This might be the only time this really happens (or maybe I just got lucky), but it's poor game design, full stop. It's unfair to the player imo to do that. Again. I don't mind that it had to be found outside of the dungeons. But if it is a NECESSARY ITEM there should be some story beat or something that leads you toward said item. I shouldn't be able to run through a whole temple, get to the boss, and realize I'm missing something.

I probably had more specific gripes, but these were the big ones. And I get some of this was probably on me; I'm not saying the game is absolute horse shit and terrible. But it really hasn't aged well. I like a hard game, but in places, this game felt unfair. I'm sure this is an improvement on the previous games (I only vaguely remember trying Zelda 1 and 2 and failing miserably as a kid), but, objectively, I don't see how anyone could say this is the best game in the franchise. To me, it's just dishonest because the following games have improved IMMENSELY on this one.]

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captainmvf · 7 months ago

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Finally finished revamping the new story for my FNAF OCs/Verse!!!! 🥳 It's kind of a whole AU now that's in line with the canon of the official series before diverging into a separate timeline.

General timeline of events before the initial story unfolds below-

[Warning: Child Death, Child Murder, Suicide, Violence]

1970's:

Fredbear's Family Diner is made by Henry Emily and William Afton. Trademarks are purchased and animatronics Fredbear and Spring Bonnie are in production.

1980's

Fredbear's Family Diner opens with Fredbear, Spring Bonnie, and springlock suits being the main entertainment for guests.

Michael Afton bullies his younger brother Evan Afton to the extent that, with the help of his friends, shoves his younger brother into Fredbear's mouth. Evan gets his head crushed and dies.

Evan's death worries Henry Emily on the safety of the child-friendly building and the dangerous features of his and William's animatronics. He begins to experiment with a new line of robots and adding heavier security features.

William Afton experiments with his own robotics and makes a spin-off restaurant known as Circus Baby's Pizza World. Circus Baby, Funtime Freddy, Ballora, and Funtime Foxy are put into production. For unknown reasons, Even's death inspires him to target the securities of children. Much is not known why his new line of robots can perform tasks such as snatching children.

Circus Baby's Pizza World is closed down and put into storage after Elizabeth Afton is found murdered by her own father's creation of the titular character Circus Baby. Not much is known how she ended up inside of the animatronic's chest.

An expanded location is planned and more characters are put into production. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, and Security Puppet finish production.

Charolette Emily is found murdered outside of Fazbear Family Diner next to the Security Puppet. The Security Puppet has heavy rain damage and video evidence was found of children locking out Charolette.

More children turn up dead or missing. A total of five kids are confirmed to have last been seen at the Fazbear Family Diner.

Police investigation begins with the number of small injuries piled on top of the murders. William Afton is not seen on the property of Fazbear Family Diner on the days of the murders and has alibis. Henry Emily is taken in for questioning.

Downsizing begins for Henry Emily and William Afton as the bad press makes them lose money.

William Afton strikes a deal and helps trademark a new series of robotics that focus on humanity and learning. This helps supply some funding as the new co-owners are given creative freedom. Animatronics Titan and Obelisk are put into production.

Henry Emily and William Afton finish work on Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, Toy Foxy, and Balloon Boy finish production and are made from spare parts. Security Puppet is rebuilt as the Prize Corner Puppet. Fredbear, Spring Bonnie, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy are decommissioned and put into Parts and Services on the premise to be recycled for spare parts. Springlock suits are locked away and not used.

Toy Foxy is misused by children guests and gets repurposed as The Mangle after staff are unable to keep putting them back together again without needing more funds for spare parts and overtime.

Fazbear's Family Diner closes.

Due to not being able to maintain repeated maintenance, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, and The Mangle start to roam at night. Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, and Balloon Boy copies this behavior as part of their AI.

The Prize Corner Puppet is observed on nighttime cameras to act up at night and display behaviors unsimilar to the rest of the animatronics. A rewindable music box is placed in the Prize Corner to pacify them.

The night guard position is made to keep a watch on the animatronics after several props are rearranged over night over a series of weekdays.

Video evidence shows the animatronics performing aggressive behavior towards the night guards. Many night guards quite after a couple of nights and word gets out that it's a dangerous job.

Animatronics Titan and Obelisk premier at a test location unaffiliated with the Fazbear name. This is a success despite concerns of unpredictable behavior from the Titan animatronic.

Night guard Jeremy Fitzgerald is asked to work the day shift. The Mangle climbs onto the ceiling and bites onto Jeremy's frontal lobe. This nearly kills him, but he survives with several handicaps.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closes indefinitely.

The test location of William and Henry's partners burns down due to a lighting incident. Obilesk is found and put into storage. Titan's endoskeleton is found and also put into storage, but their props and suit are not found. The partnership puts future projects on the backburner for a bit due to the bad press on all sides.

Henry Emily is taken in by police. William Afton gives a testimony on Henry's reported erratic behavior when it came to security.

Henry Emily is sentenced to life in prison.

Henry Emily is found dead in his cell. Evidence suggests suicide.

William Afton downsizes once more. He finds dayshift employee and animatronic maintenance worker Fritz Smith repairing the decommissioned animatronics and gets them to become head of robotic maintenance while he gets to work on a new location. Layoffs occur and the night shift role goes unfilled.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza reopens on a limited menu and limited animatronic attractions to keep making money. Revenue is not as great.

Fritz Smith finishes repurposing Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy.

William Afton is taken into police custody for questioning when new evidence comes forward on past alibis not adding up. He is let go after nothing substantial can be found against him.

The new Freddy Fazbear's Pizza location opens.

Michael Afton is made the night guard for the new location. He has to go by Michael Schmidt on his paycheck to keep the Fazbear Franchise off of any legality radars. Power at night is limited due to budget cuts.

1990's

The old Freddy Fazbear's Pizza location closes for good. Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, The Mangle, Balloon Boy, and the Prize Corner Puppet are put into storage. Props, decorations, and spare parts are sold off for continued funding of the new location.

Rumors start to come out of the storage facilities being broken into and stolen from. Spring Bonnie's springlock suit, Prize Corner Puppet, several animatronic heads, endoskeletons, and other decorations and props are reported missing through the years.

Reports of Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy leaking mysterious fluids. There is no cause sighted as William Afton has been the one to clean the animatronics before every maintenance check.

Fritz Smith is fired. At future job interviews they site that they were fired to cover up their boss's irregular behaviors.

Foxy's Pirate Cove stage gets damaged due to rotting wood collapsing. Foxy falls through the flooring of his stage and his legs and jaw are damaged. There are little materials available to properly rebuild Foxy's suit. Pirate Cove is repaired and then closed. Foxy is decommissioned.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria closes. Bankruptcy is declared, bills are unpaid. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy are found in pieces and put into storage. The building is boarded up and set to be taken apart.

William Afton is reported missing by Michael Afton weeks later.

William Afton continues to go missing for six months before the partners go ahead and plan a new location and future projects. Carta Fazzy, Candy Bat, and Dea Ghoul are put into production.

Michael Afton refuses to be a part of the new Re-Invention Project and signs over legal documents to not have a hand in robotic projects. He eventually cleans out his father's robotic projects from his personal storage and refurbishes it into Circus Baby's Entertainment and Rental to make ends meet. There are no statements available as to why Michael did not wait for his father to return home.

Michael Afton finds the hidden Primary Control Module within his father's storage site. He is reported to go missing for several days and returns sickly. It's a full month before Michael is carted to a hospital and reported dead. Michael is cremated.

Circus Baby's Entertainment and Rental is bought by the Re-Invention Project. Spare parts and decoration are put into storage. Circus baby, Funtime Freddy, Ballora, and Funtime Foxy's endoskeletons are not found on sight but their suits and spare parts are put into storage.

2000's

Carta's Party Center opens to test audiences. All three animatronics and the menu pass inspection.

Carta Fazzy bites a father's head while he is harshly disciplining his child near the stage. The man survives with heavy scaring and Carta Fazzy is adjusted. Her jaw is screwed tighter shut and behavior AI is tweaked. No further road bumps from the new animatronics.

With no bad press, Carta's Party Center opens to the public. An expansion is planned and Marrian Fox, Dayglow, Moonrise, Scarlet Song, X-Cevier, Angela, and Tiger Blizzard are put into production.

The expansion to Carta's Party Corner is a success and Marrian Fox, Dayglow, Moonrise, Scarlet Song, X-Cevier, Angela, and Tiger Blizzard are added.

Carta Fazzy is seen on nighttime cameras moving around at night with Candy Bat and Dea Ghoul copying in various degrees. An investigation is given before confirming that their AI is restless. The newer animatronics copy the behavior before a night guard position is opened and filled to keep watch overnight. The pay is reportedly better than it was in previous years.

On a night where the night guard calls out last minute, Marrian Fox, Dayglow, Moonrise, and Angela are heavily damaged. Camera footage could not be retrieved due to the connection being poor or tampered with. Mechanics observe that the four animatronics bear injuries similar to stress or an attack. The current night guard is fired.

Scarlet Song, X-Cevier, and Tiger Blizzard go on to become second stage attractions and able to leave the stage. Marrian Fox, Dayglow, Moonrise, and Angela are taken back to the workshop for safety as they are put on the backburner due to other projects in production.

A new night guard is hired. Madeleine Marionette and DeniVendor are put into production.

Madeleine Marionette and DeniVendor are placed at the Prize Corner. Shortly after their placement, Madeleine Marionette's endoskeleton and facial cloth become damaged. The cameras for the night are tampered with and mechanics are unable to determine what could have happened. She is repaired but the magnetism to keep her mask on is not as strong as before. The night guard is fired.

Madeleine Marionette and DeniVendor display roaming behaviors though do not travel fast as the other animatronics during the night. Caleb Squaire is hired as the new nightguard.

Project Re-Invention gets ownership of the old Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria locations. The oldest location is planned for renovations for a newer project and the youngest location is to continued to be boarded up.

Several photos start to collect on the early internet of the Titan animatronic being found all over the world. The animatronic is always found on the edge of view and is heavily modified. This is speculated to be some sort of weird fan project and becomes a short-lived meme and unexplained mystery.

2010's

Project Re-Invention signs a deal with several robotics and entertainment companies to create more animatronic projects. Funding and sponsorship search starts.

To stop the animatronics from roaming and to create a safer atmosphere, Project Re-Invention ties their current commissioned animatronics into one shared server and upgrades their AI. Much of this is copied from Henry Emily's facial recognition technology and William Afton's server technology. A database is made of customer information and only accessible for high-level employees. The current AI system is named 0Blivion. All projects and locations going forward are to create their own server AI that will connect to 0Blivion.

The old Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria is refurbished and gets renamed to Poppy's Pizza Roundhouse. Animatronics Queen Poppy, Celestial, Terra, Playtime Mallie, Playtime Fluffy, Xero, and Princess Hope are put into production. AI system for the location is built and named LightH0pe.

Michael 'James' Schmidt is hired as a part-time security guard in case of the animatronics adopting roaming behaviors.

William Afton's property is scoured by collectors from Project Re-Invention Hidden projects are collected and put into storage. Henry Emily's property is scoured but only sparse endoskeletons are discovered. Nothing is found on Michael Afton's property besides old Fredbear's Family Diner props and decorations.

Poppy's Pizza Roundhouse opens to mixed reviews. Revenue increases after a few months. Animatronics are found to roam around at night but display no threatening behaviors.

Valentina Fowles, daughter to the acting manager at Poppy's Pizza Roundhouse, starts to suspect secrets behind the scenes of Freddy Fazbear and Project Re-Invention's projects and begins a private investigation.

Valentina Fowles begins dating Michael after several run-ins with one another.

Project Re-Invention gets sponsorship from Light Medical to create two lines of animatronics to educate upon mental and physical health. This line is licensed as Cloven Hearts and plans are underway to place the animatronics and exhibitions within hospitals along the third coast of the United States of America. Contruction starts on the animatronics.

Leaks from online surface on poor employee work conditions under Project Re-Invention. Project Re-Invention shares no comment. Union Busting leaks from the internet start to appear shortly after.

Bone and Steel Works agrees to Project Re-Invention's idea of animatronic displays in National Parks visitor centers and Demo Brigade Energy becomes a sponsor. Construction begins on test animatronic Sirius.

Project Re-Invention invests in more animatronics for a third location similar to Carta's Party Center. Plans include making it a narrative-heavy location with an action-based story. Employment is low at the moment so plans are slow-going.

A tropical storm grows into a hurricane and floods the main warehouse for the Cloven Hearts animatronics. The animatronics built to educate physical health are heavily damaged. Construction stalls as the city and third coast repairs. The damaged animatronics are moved into storage.

High Lights Corp. asks to be brought onto Project Re-Invention and secures a sponsorship from Hopeful Light. New extra-sensitive technology is tested to create an animatronic known as Myst. Construction and testing begins.

2020's

Myst's construction is finished and a long period of audience testing begins.

Valentina Fowles is caught in a tragic accident at a library she is visiting. She is diagnosed with a form of stress disorder.

Fazbear's Fright obtains licensing and permission to create a horror attraction and starts to collect Fazbear memorabilia Project Re-Invention still has yet to collect.

Fazbear Animatronics and parts that went missing during the 80's and 90's surface and are displayed at Fazbear's Fright. Many are obtained from online auctions, antique stores, or found at older locations owned by Henry and William. No complete animatronics, suits, or endoskeletons are found.

The Springtrap is discovered at the boarded-up Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria location after Project Re-Invention allows the team to search.

Fazbear Frights burns to the ground in a freak accident. Camera wiring failures and ventilation issues are deemed to be the leading cause. The hired nightguard for the attraction is unable to be contacted and was found to be using an alias.

Parts of the Springtrap are recovered but the majority of the decayed animatronic is unable to be found. Much of the attraction itself is unable to be salvaged. Only five percent of antiques and machinery are able to be saved.

Michael 'James' Schmidt begins to cover the shifts for Caleb Squaire at Carta's Party Center. It is reported that Caleb becomes more erratic in behavior. Michael is also reported to experience blackouts and other exhaustive behaviors. Management denies time off for Michael.

Project Re-Invention secures its first national location in Canada through Diamond Guard's interest. A new narrative-heavy location for entertainment begins construction with sponsorship from entrepreneur Vermillion Dark. The theme is to be centered around 'Saturday Morning Cartoon' plots with clear 'good guys' and 'villains' along with dinner and lunch entertainment. Vermillion Dark requests that the stage animatronics are able to walk off the stage to play arcade games with guests. Construction on animatronics Renegade, Yellowstone, and Blusender, Clover Tempo, and Glorious Darkness.

Caleb Squaire finds employment elsewhere and leaves Project Re-Invention to pursue his career.

Managment continues to deny time off for Michael. Employment is still low.

Valentina Fowles starts to keep Michael company during his shifts. Camera feeds show Michael asleep in the office and Valentina patrols the halls. Animatronics display less roaming behaviors but are also reported to be 'snappish' between day and night shifts. Carta Fazzy and other stage animatronics are found on camera to gather in the kitchen before the night shift begins.

Myst is approved to be displayed and begin work. High Lights Corp. begins to bring them to hospitals and public educational events with a warm reception. Children with disabilities take to the internet to share the news and Myst is planned to go on tour. Hopeful Light pours more sponsorship money to create more animatronics with the same technology as Myst.

Project Re-Invention greenlights a popup restaurant tour, Star Man's Pizzaria, with three new animatronics to headline. M. L. Robotics partners and starts construction on animatronics Mars Commander, Shirely Stars, and Yipe.

The morning shift finds Michael heavily injured and Valentina with similar injuries. Both individuals are rushed to hospital for treatment. Valentina loses an eye and Michael is stuck in a coma. Displays and equipment in the office, hallways, and main dining room are damaged due to force. Cameras are unable to reroll footage due to tampering and blame falls to Valentina as she is also banned for life from all Freddy Fazbear and Project Re-Invention locations. Technicians also uncover wire tampering done to the office's security doors.

Construction finishes for Mars Commander, Shirely Stars, and Yipe.

An animatronics convention is being held on the southwest coast of the United States of America featuring all of the works of Project Re-Invention, its partners, guests, Fazbear Pizza antiques, and more outside projects.

#mvf talks #fnaf verse #fnaf ocs #going forward here's the new tag for the revamped story:#FNAF OCs: Golden Ghosts Burning

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