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tarasmithshifts · 8 months ago

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𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐃𝐑 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐑. Almost 20 years! But time for me as a vampire is diffrent (i will explain that later lmao) 𝐀𝐆𝐄: as a vampire literally from 0-20 lmao 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: still single butttt we are close to something lmao

「 ✦ 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼 ✦ 」

hello? how are we feeling? I AM SO BACK? i'm super happy tell what happened, but everything will go super fast until cullens and I will move to forks

sooo let's get starteeeeeeeed

「 ✦ before forks ✦ 」

𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 - 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓼

1989 - i become a vampire

89-97 i learn how to live as one of the cullens

97-03 me and cullens live in mountains

2003 - we move to forks

1 9 8 9 - 2 0 0 3

so there is not much to write about, it was basically me learning and living in the mountains with the cullens. That’s when i decided to stay with the cullens as part of a family 🫶 we got to know each other etc. 😋

F O R K S

in 2003 we (finally) moved to forks! AND BEFORE WE MOVE ON:

I TOTALLY RECOMMEND SHIFTING TO TWILIGHT. THE VIBE IS E V E R Y T H I N G AND I WILL NOT DESCRIBE EVERYTHING HERE BC I JUST WANT YOU TO SHIFT THERE AND SEE YOURSELF LMAOOO

the cullens are sooooooooooo sweet and nice i'm literally DYING to see them again when i shift back there!

alice is the sweetest & nicest person on earth. i love her <3

when we moved in, of course me and edward, alice, jasper ,emmet and rosalie needs to go to school, and that's when it all starts!

— ୨୧₊˚ school

it's actually pretty good there - i kept myself with the cullens, we spent whooooole days with each other and it's honestly pretty funny watching everybody from this perspective. (bella moved to forks in 2005, and i will probably skip a lot of things that are not important lmaooo). in school i "met" some of bella's future friends, and i meaaaaaaaaaan they were not giving any good vibe y'know? I JUST DON'T LIKE THEM OKAYYY

alice and edward are literally the best people on earth. THEY HELPED ME SOOO MUCH. gosh. and carlisle and esme???? the cutest oh my goooood.

actually school is pretty fun. i love going to schools in my drs (like hogwarts etc.) it's pretty fun experience!

— ୨୧₊˚ before 2005

pretty much nothing happened before 2005

HAHAHAHAHAHA SIKEEEE

ladies and gentleman, please welcome raphael pelli. bro is MAJESTIC.

basically his father is from Italy and his mother is from US, they decided to stay in USA, they lived in New York, but decided to move to forks where his mom was growing up. AND THAT'S HOW WE MET Y'ALLLLLLLLL.

and when i tell you he just freaking appeared there. literally from nowhere (i did not script how we will met, just a little bit from his backstory, just wanted to play with it and see what will happen!!!)

so one day in 2004, around may i just walked to school, as usual with edward (we were literally spending much more time with each other by then, yk, because alice was with jasper, emmet was with rosalie, we didn't want to interrupt lmao) and we saw some boys gathering around someone, when we walked pass them, i saw freaking raphael pelli. like for a milisecond. BUT WHEN I TELLL YOUUUUUU

timothee was the greatest choice for face claim i ever made LMAO

that was the first time i saw him, later i did not see him much, sometimes our eyes crossed during lunch, but that's all. BUT

yup, there is a BUT

BUT

during one of history classes he rushed in late, apologised and after few seconds of thinking he sat next to me. DUDE

and also i forgot to tell you about on thing. ABOUT SMELL. you know, it's known that vampires smell blood and shit, but i decided to do something a little bit diffrent - scripted that i do not smell just "blood" in general. for example = bella smelled like vanilla mixed with a little bit of honey. you know what i mean? i think it's better than just "a smell of blood". so,

i scripted that raphael smelled like fresh flowers on a glade. and i just sat there, in history class, thinking about that goddamn flowers. AND AFTER THE LESSON ENDED HE TURNED TO ME.

i was like "oh shit" and he went "i'm raphael" and i was still like "oh shit" so i just said "tara." BUT WHEN I TELL YOU that when i shifted i started using vivienne instead of tara. idk why, but it is soooo pretty. so i just added "but i prefer vivienne" AND GOSH

he just asked some questions like "you are living with the cullens?" (yes) "so you are also cullen?" (yes indeed) "people are talking" (people are always talking) "would you like to do the history presentation with me?" (the history teacher always gave us presentations to do in pairs, but i have always done them alone) (i always do them alone) "oh sorry" and i was like shiiiiiiiiiiiiit i fucked up, so i tried in other way (people will think you are a freak) "'why?" (no one talks to the freaky cullens. we are weird) "oh." and we just stared at each other in silence it was sooooo awkward for a second, but THEN HE SAID "i don't think you are a freak"

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH SHFKWEHFIUHWRUFIRIUGHUG

BRO. DO NOT TALK TO ME RN. IT'S THE FIRST THING I WROTE HERE WHEN I WOKE UP FROM THIS SHIFT. IM THINKING ABOUT THIS 24/7 how should i move on.

so we talked on our way out to the parking lot (as it was the last class of that day) you know, just some silly stuff, i asked him where is he from, why his famly moved here, how he finds himself here, he asked about my life before the cullens and I moved to forks, so obv i lied that we lived in canada, but we decided to move here as carlisle received a job offer. when we were outside and i saw edward waiting for me i just said bye and left it was soooooo awkward he just said "see ya" and went to his car IM SOOO MAD AT MYSELF THAT I DID NOT TALK TO HIM MORE THEN GOSH I WASTED THE POTENCIAL

so when i got back to car and edward was just standing there and was like "what was that" and i went "what?" and he went "y'know what" and i was like "oh that. he started talking to me in class, so i didn't want to be mean and continued" and he went "sure" BRO. EDWARD. STOP IT.

i can confirm that edward was first shipper here LMAOOOO

spoiler: i did the presentation with raphael. and we actually became friends? i mean we talked a lot during our classes, sometimes after, it was greattttttt AND HE SAID HE LIKES ME? and i was like bro HOOOOOLD UP. hold onnnnnnn. he sometimes even WAITED FOR ME after some classes to go with me to the parking lot etc. GOSH

in the next school year i decided to talk to him moreeee i mean i waited for that moment for so long LIKE LET US BE TOGETHER ALREADY GOD LMAO

once i sat with him and him only during lunch break, of course after that i think rosalie told carlisle about this and carlisle maybe he wasn't mad, no, he was just overprotective and was telling me "you know it will not work like that" "be careful you are still very young" and iiiiiiiiiiiii knooooooooooooow.

but i didn't stop talking to raphael hell no LMAO

— ୨୧₊˚ 2005

in january bella moves to forks, and one day when i'm waiting for edward on a parking lot after lessons and he comes back, i caan see something in him yk??? like something changed??? so i asked him "what happened?" he didn't respond and just opened the car door. "you know i can go inside your mind without you knowing right?" i laughed, AND HE LOOKED AT ME LIKE I WAS CRAZY OR SOMETHING LMAO

so he just told me about bella, and that she is diffrent than others.

after that in the evening i decided to shift back <3

it was super fun i will probably do some other posts about the cullens, AN ABOUT SOME MORE SITUATIONS ABOUT RAPHAEL!!!!!!! AND ABOUT THE MURDER BEFORE BELLA MOVED TO FORKS!!!!!!!!!! i wanted to give you this as fast as possible so so that's why there is not much in here! but bare with me lmao!!!!

#reality shifting

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barcameowski · 1 month ago

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𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐎 ⁻ gavi/ruben dias part2

pairing: gavi x (ex) singer!argentinian!reader , ruben dias x singer!argentinian!reader

warnings: none

face claim: tini stoessel

𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽

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yourusername: love comes and goes ❤️‍🩹

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rubendias: 😍

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user1: LETS GOO COMMENTS ARE OPENNN

user2: she posted !!!

user3: siempre guapisima

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user5: ruben ? mi amor what are you doing here?

user6: is my husband cheating?

user7: I highly doubt that they’re dating, a lot of celebrities like her posts and comment

user8: she’s so gorgeous

user9: revenge era?

user10: she’s better than me bc if I got cheated on I would’ve blocked him and never show my face ever ever again

user11: I just got arrested but I can never miss a yn post

⇝ yourusername: …do you need some bail money?

user12: can’t wait for revenge music

user13: bestie please drop an album

user14: I wanna know the full story

⇝ user15: apparently she grew up with cecilia and it was a “oh no I fell in love with my best friends longterm boyfriend!” situation

⇝ user16: someone get her on a podcast

user17: she always spoke so highly on gavi and their relationship and this is how he treats her

_ferminlopez: ❤️

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ynupdates: yn seen at manchester city match!! hate to admit this but this is fueling the rumors of her and manchester city player ruben dias.

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author: I tried my best to edit the photo of tini in the argentina de paul jersey but it doesn’t look good so just ignore it

user1: the girl gavi cheated on her with liked this post wtf

user2: she moved on so fast from the breakup ☹️☹️☹️

⇝ user3: please gavi moved on before the break up

user4: she’s so beautiful

user5: you already know ruben wouldn’t cheat on her

user6: ugh her and haaland would be an iconic couple

⇝ user7: haaland has a girl and he’s expecting a baby sooooo

user8: ruben and her r both so fineee

user9: she really likes footballers I guess

user10: she’s so supportive

user11: I have hope her and gavi will get back together !!

ceciliaramirez: 🥰🥰

⇝ user12: get this thing away from me

⇝ user13: lmaooo

user14: this is the first thing I saw when I woke up and I’m NOT happy about it

user15: calling my therapist

user16: lindaaaa

user17: I love her energy

user18: I felt the aura from scrolls away

user19: she got cheated on a month ago and is so positive

user20: -1000 aura for getting cheated on +10000 for moving on and +10000 for moving on with ruben dias

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yourusername: manchester 🩵

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rubendias: pretty 😍

⇝ yourusername: ur prettier

⇝ rubendias: take the compliment

user1: she said “here damn”

user2: she skipped soft launch went straight to hard launch

user3: it can’t beeeeeeeeeeeeeee

user4: the second photo 😭😭

user5: side profile never fails to make me feel insecure

user6: said no to the revenge era and just fell in love

user7: how did she find another boyfriend in a month when I haven’t had once since I got married in kindergarten

user8: she’s so pookie

user9: ruben listening to frank ocean is all i ever wanted

pablogavi: hermosa

⇝ user10: you’re here because cecilia broke up with you when she realized you aren’t relevant anymore, I’m guessing. but hey that’s just a guess

user11: can we all roast gavi or is that disrespectful?

⇝ user12: can’t be as disrespectful as cheating on your girlfriend

user13: it’s a shame her and gavi are broken up cause she was close to his family 💔

⇝ user14: if anyone wants to complain, complain to gavi, yn had no part in him cheating whatsoever

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user15: can I have one day where I don’t find out my favorite footballers started dating yn?

user16: aaaa how I love gossip

user17: watch cecilia propose to gavi

user18: te amo más que nada porfa cásate conmigo

@htpssgavi

#fc barcelona #football x reader #x reader #pablo gavi x reader #gavi x reader #gavi #pablo gavi #futbol #football #ruben dias x reader #ruben dias

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ultrone · 9 months ago

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hii !! i love ur work so much, how about reader taking care of pregnant shauna in the wilderness

lets pretend that her baby made it :(

𓂃 ⊹ reader being the wilderness dad that stepped up 🗣️💪🏻

while pregnant…

you often found yourself walking on eggshells around shauna cuz of her mood swings, especially when she was hungry, which was pretty much almost every day 😭 if u wanted to stay out of trouble, the only acceptable responses to any of her requests were either "yes, baby" or nodding silently.

and if you happened to get into an argument, your best bet was to either shut the fuck up or just roll your eyes, unless you wanted her to be passive-aggressive towards you for the entire day.

although even if she got mad at you, her corny ass would always end up snuggling into you at night, holding you tightly before falling asleep. sometimes she’d “angrily” turn her back to you for the first ten minutes, but then she’d grab one of your arms and place it around her waist, wanting you to cuddle her lmaooo

after finding out she was pregnant, you began marking down the weeks with a sharp rock on the walls of the attic to keep track of her pregnancy.

around the sixth month, you began assisting her with skinning the animals and cutting the meat. initially, you didn't enjoy the task, but you didn't want her to become even more tired than she already was. therefore, you asked her to show you how to do it, and once she did, you took over the chore to ease her burden.

you'd also make sure to cut her food portions a little bigger while making yours smaller. of course, you didn't tell her this cuz you knew she'd get mad at you for nearly starving yourself at her expense, even though she needed it the most.

whenever she was stressed or exhausted, she loved it when you’d let her sit between your legs, her back against your chest, while you massaged her scalp as she closed her eyes.

during your free time, you’d spend hours sewing beanies and tiny socks for the baby using fabric from some of your jackets and cotton shirts, as you knew he was likely to be born during the winter.

as her belly gradually started to grow, you began talking to it, hoping the baby would recognize your voice once he was born.

you approached shauna's belly, softly caressing it on the sides with your hands. "shippy, if you can hear me, kick your mom for me," you said with a faux serious expression, only to receive a punch on the shoulder. "ow!" you exclaimed, rubbing your shoulder with a pout on your face.

after giving birth…

you hated to admit it given the circumstances, but you were excited af 😭 as soon as the baby was born, you’d take care of him as if he was your biological son.

even though shauna loved her baby and wanted to spend all day with him, she was actually relieved that you were so obsessed with him too. your preoccupation gave her some much-needed time to herself or simply to rest throughout the day.

you also knew that hungry shauna and restless shauna = everyone’s worst nightmare 😭 so, if necessary, you’d let her sleep if the baby started crying at night, rocking him to sleep on your own.

it became a common occurrence for her to wake up in the morning and see you fast asleep next to her, with the baby tightly cradled in your arms, his tiny head resting against your chest.

you'd often offer to take care of him. in fact, you wouldn't even offer—you'd just literally take the baby from shauna’s arms at random and play with him, rubbing his belly or nuzzling your nose against his face. his response would often be giggling or slapping your face with his little hands.

“ow! stop poking my eye!” you exclaimed, pretending to be stern but unable to hide the smile on your face. the baby just looked at you with wide, innocent eyes, his tiny hand still hovering near your face. “you think that’s funny, huh?” you asked as you tickled his belly, causing him to burst into a fit of giggles. shauna watched from a distance, a soft smile on her face as she watched the two of you bond.

when his teeth started to grow, you carved several animal-shaped figures from unused pieces of wood that were too small to be used for the bonfire. after thoroughly washing them in the lake, you would then give them to the baby for him to chew on.

although he’d usually prefer to chew on your fingers and hands.

⟢ 🍼

"babe, our little shippy seems to have inherited some interesting traits from his mom," you began, a mischievous twinkle in your eye as you watched the baby gnawing on your hand.

shauna glanced at you, curiosity piqued. "oh? which ones?"

you chuckled, gently pulling your hand away from the baby’s mouth. "i made all these cute little wooden animals for him to chew on, but he seems to prefer biting me instead."

shauna laughed, a light blush dusting her cheeks as she saw you pointing at a freshly given hickey she had left on your skin last night while tai was spending time with the baby.

"well, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree, i suppose," she retorted with a grin on her face.

"it didn’t, it actually fell a bit too close if you ask me," you started, "van was playing with him yesterday and out of nowhere he bit her nose so hard it left a mark. i literally had to drag little shippy away from her face because he wouldn’t let go."

shauna chuckled at your story, shaking her head in amusement. she then looked at the baby, her voice filled with affection. "good job, sweetie," she cooed at him while pinching his cheeks, causing you to roll your eyes at her.

you then turned to the baby as well, your voice softening. "but we should probably start teaching you some manners, shouldn’t we? biting people and leaving marks on them isn’t very nice," you said while side-eyeing your girlfriend.

she then looked back at you, a mischievous grin on her face. "although, i can't say i mind leaving a few more marks on you," she teased, giving you a kiss on the neck.

with a blush on your face, you quickly covered your son's eyes with your hand. "shauna, there's a baby in the room," you complained in a playful tone. "ow!" you exclaimed, pulling your hand away from his face as you felt his little growing teeth bite forcefully.

shauna couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “well, he’s just learning from the best,” she said, giving your hand a sympathetic rub where the baby had bitten you.

she leaned in to give you a quick peck on the cheek. “and just so you know,” she added with a playful smirk, “i think he’s already showing signs of being as stubborn as you.”

feigning shock, you retorted, “shauna, you’re setting a bad example for our son,” earning another round of laughter from her. the baby, oblivious to your banter and the clear discomfort on your face from the previous bite, simply continued to stubbornly chew on your hand, his tiny teeth leaving their mark.

note : thank youuuu, it means a lot <33 i hope u like the hcs

#𓏲 📂 ⋮ my works .ᐟ #shauna shipman x reader #shauna shipman x y/n #shauna shipman x you #yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets x you #yellowjackets x y/n

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taintedcigs · 2 years ago

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𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍: can you do a blurb with eddie where eddie and reader are friends but SO OBVIOUSLY into each other and so like nancy/robin/steve or someone else sneakily sets them up in a situation where they admit their feelings 🤭 also congrats on 1k my love 🫶🏻

idiots in love

pairing: eddie munson x reader

word count: 1.1k+

warnings: nothing rlly, just some tooth-aching fluff!, and cheesy!

a/n: i certainly can leah ily sm mwah! thank u for this and thank uu!!! and also i just wrote a very similar fic to this its like u read my mind lmaooo (but ill make this one different from that one omg!!) also sorry i got very carried away lmao!

join my 1k celebration!

Everyone knew you and Eddie had a thing for each other, apparently everyone but you two idiots did.

Robin first noticed it when you found out about Eddie and that girl from history class had a date, and you freaked out about it, you spent the whole night uneasy, and the next day asking Eddie about how the date went, a smile and relief washed over your face when Eddie told you the date was awful. Robin tried to tell you that you were jealous, but you masked it as being an 'overprotective friend'.

And Steve first noticed how Eddie truly felt about you when he got high with him, Eddie spent hours and hours talking about you to Steve, and at some point, it turned into babbles about how pretty you are, how soft your hair is, and how perfect your smile is. Steve tried to tell Eddie that he had feelings for you but Eddie dismissed it entirely.

Those were the first two incidents, and now Robin and Steve could count about a hundred more where the two of you idiots were too dense to see your feelings for one another.

So with Dustin and Nancy's help, the four of them came up with an idea on how to get the two of you idiots to admit your feelings to one another, Steve and Dustin would push Eddie to his limit and Robin and Nancy would push you to your limit.

It all started innocently at first, Nancy and Robin slightly mentioned Eddie might be going on another date, your ears perked up at that, but you pretended to be dismissive, then they started talking about how they wish they had a partner who regularly bought them flowers, watched movies with them, taught them how to play guitar, their suggestions were all specific about the things you and Eddie did, but you failed to notice that because the whole time they were talking, the only thing you could think about was. 'Shit, I do those things with Eddie!'

Then it all came to a breaking point when they asked you what your type was, and without being able to stop yourself, you said, 'Curly, bit of a metalhead, and a bit nerdy.' You shrugged. But Robin and Nancy slightly smirked to each other.

"Oh... kinda like Eddie, right?" Nancy asked nonchalantly, and they stayed silent, before the metaphorical lightbulb exploded in your head.

'Fuck... I like him, don't I?" You asked them turning to face them now, and they almost squealed at the realization, talking you up so that you could immediately confess your feelings to Eddie and save him from the imaginary date.

Meanwhile, Dustin and Steve weren't so subtle, they slightly mentioned you having an imaginary date as well, and when Eddie seemed so distraught physically, they knew they didn't have to do much to get him to confess. Steve and Dustin pretended to play a game of 'fast questions' where they bombarded Eddie with simple questions, and then asked him questions such as, 'Who's the smartest in the gang? Who is the most annoying in the gang?' then as Eddie was getting mindless about the questions, Dustin asked, 'Who would you wanna date?' and when Eddie without hesitation, said your name, Dustin and Steve gave each other a look, and when they stayed silent, Eddie started cursing.

"Holy shit." The realization quickly hit him. "I... I fucking like her, don't I?" He asked, and Steve and Dustin nodded their head so quickly that it gave Eddie a spin. So then Steve and Dustin encouraged Eddie to go over to the imaginary restaurant you were supposed to be in to stop your imaginary date.

When the two of you were gone, all four of them quickly made their way to Enzo's, to see if you two idiots were actually going to manage it.

When you finally made it to Enzo's you frantically searched for Eddie, who at the same time was frantically searching for you, when the two of you spotted each other, you pointed your finger at him, and so did he.

"Eds!" You rushed over to his side, "Oh, honey." His voice was soft when he rushed over to you.

When your gazes met one another, there was a pause, almost as if the two of you were still hesitant, but the way your dreamily looked at him, and the way his honey-glazed eyes looked at you, was enough to make the two of you confess.

"I like you." The two of you said in unison, and both of you were breathless from all the running around, the confession made the two of you stare at other dumbfounded.

"You?" Now the two of you pointed to each other, once again talking in unison and now you couldn't help but giggle.

"I've- I've liked you for a while now... but I couldn't get myself to admit it, because I thought you didn't like me..." You murmured, now your gaze intended on the ground and Eddie shook his head quickly.

"What?" He asked baffled, he quickly got closer to you, his soft hand tilting your chin to get you looking at him. Eddie had so clearly been in love with you, and your words were making his heartache, if he hadn't been such an idiot, the two of you could have been together for a long time now.

"You- you never asked me out... you just asked out that girl from history class, and I just assumed you didn't like me." You gazed into his eyes, they were glimmering with disappointment, disappointment in himself for not realizing anything.

"Oh my god, I'm such an idiot, I only asked her out because I thought you didn't like me!" He exclaims and now you feel like an idiot too.

"But I pretended not to like you because I thought you didn't like me and wanted other girls!" You exclaim back, hand still pointing toward him, and you can't help but start giggling, and so does Eddie.

Meanwhile, Steve, Dustin, Nancy and Robin watch outside impatiently.

"Are those idiots... laughing?" Steve asked as the three others' head perked up immediately. Nancy scoffed, "Oh, I'm actually going to kill them this time, I swear to god I'm going to mush their head against another!" And before Nancy could angrily storm off Robin held her back.

"Oh, shit, wait!" She pointed towards the two of you again, you two were now leaning against each other's faces, Steve, Dustin, Robin, and Nancy treating this like their own little show, watched excitedly.

You couldn't help but blink slowly when Eddie licked his lips, his gaze intent on your soft lips, everything was happening too fast but you were more than ready for him to kiss you.

Eddie's nose softly bumped into yours, and you didn't hesitate to close the gap between the two of you, when his plump lips met your soft ones, you couldn't help but let a whimper out, and Eddie smiled into your lips.

He pulled away from initial shock, his forehead pressed against yours. "We were such idiots, huh?" He asked, a playful laugh on his lips.

You giggled, nodding, "Well, at least we figured it out now." You gave him a warm smile, unaware of your best friends who had orchestrated the whole thing.

also this is what i had in mind when i wrote the confession scene btw:

#eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurbs #emmy's 1k celebration #em's mail 💌

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oodlyenough · 2 months ago

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arcane s2 act 2

so my main criticism of act 1 was that everything felt rushed. that has not gotten better lol

i knew going in that two seasons -- of nine episodes, and short 40 minute episodes at that -- was probably going to be too little. and it is. well. what can you do, i guess. i'm glad this isn't my number 1 fandom interest the way it was in 2022 because if it were i'd be much more bothered lol. many of the beats we're hitting are beats i like on paper but we are blitzing through them so fast they have no time to breathe or sink in before we're onto the next one.

also i respect the huge amount of effort that goes into creating an animated series that looks the way this looks, but these episodes are so short. the runtime is 40 minutes and five of that is credits and another five of that is our obligatory stylized music video. it's just too little time to dedicate to a large ensemble cast and a complex plot. it sucks to be watching the final season of a show and realize you haven't seen [Major Character] for entire episodes, or entire acts (!). outside of jinx and ambessa, it feels like everyone's fave is getting shortchanged on screentime, some more than others. with only three episodes left it's hard to imagine they'll manage to resolve everyone's arc and all the outstanding mysteries and bring everything to a satisfying conclusion. fans freaked out when they first accidentally let slip that after s2 they were moving away from these characters and fans were right. womp womp

more detailed spoiler stuff:

sevika. the hair. why :(

"jinx is a symbol of resistance" is one of those things that i didn't feel they entirely set up. sure, she has pushed back on piltover -- but every time she has, piltover has cracked down even harder on zaun. there's really no zaunites who resent her for that? hm

isha is a character i struggle with because i thought everything about her was too on the nose in act 1 and then we had open act 2 with jinx stating the thesis aloud to the camera. "gee you remind me of my old self powder. i wonder if this is how silco felt about me, powder." lol

i was DARING the show to have vi flashback to punching powder after she hit isha lmaooo. impressed they resisted

whatever tho i did enjoy the jinx-sevika-isha unit while it lasted

vander's werewolf self going back to the hideout he used to share with silco... their jackets hung together... bro...

i have to say i'm actually not sure i like the felicia stuff that much. i don't know. arcane isn't subtle ever and this felt like another sledgehammer. i think i also ... actually derive a bit less meaning from vander taking them in/silco raising jinx if actually vander and silco were besties with their mom and knew them growing up, too. not that it stopped silco from wanting to murk vi lmao so i guess it's no guarantee of his affection for jinx, but... yeah. idk. subtle as a brick: that's arcane

also was this telling me that vander saw felicia die during a rebellion they all incited, flipped out and blamed silco and tried to DROWN HIM ... like... jesus man that's pretty harsh lmao i'd start villain monologuing too

mel in the torture labyrinth was interesting, and i loved getting to meet a version of her sexy brother kino. as soon as [man's voice] appeared i was like omg is it her sexy brother... and it was! sort of! i'm assuming his look and personality and voice match real kino even if he was some kind of trick monster thing. i like the medarda family lore and i liked getting to see mel and kino interact, if briefly

on the other hand, mel being trapped in the torture labyrinth meaning that's her only 5 minutes of screentime for all of act 2 and the reveal is that she has magic powers which we already surmised from the s1 cliffhanger... i don't know... and an illegitimate baby plot? like... we have so many plots. please.

also she's totally pregnant and i hate that. lol.

i started this season ambessa's number 1 fan and i have enjoyed her but also there is a lot of her, when other major characters from s1 get little screentime. i had hoped seeing more ambessa would mean seeing more of ambessa and mel, bc their relationship with each other is very interesting, but... nope??? i mean, sure there's act 3, but we've had six episodes so far of little.

caitlyn's arc was such a disappointment to me. the end of act 1 with her was such a strong stark scene and by the time we pick up with her in act 2 we've already montaged past all her war crimes and into the part where she feels bad about them and is ready to turn a new leaf. like. come on man.

her reunion with vi was way too smooth. i would love vi to be angry with her for her bullshit. maybe they'll fight again next act, they fight all the time, but like... ugh. 2.1 was such a big falling out and then vi just shrugs it off and we're back to "cupcake". poor vi the writers dgaf about her

viktor's cult was not what i expected at all, i expected something more outwardly sinister lol. people on twitter are arguing back and forth about how obviously evil it was but i am not sure that's the case -- or like -- i mean i think as an audience member aware you're watching a tv show, it's easy to be like "this is clearly evil and will be revealed as such later", but just in terms of what the show is putting down in act 2 i think it's presented as this bastion of hope which is then destroyed. in act 3 we will find out why it was destroyed, i assume, and can retroactively decide if that was a good decision or not.

sky. sis. i wish they like. made you a person in s1. i have no frame of reference for if this feels like the real sky whose consciousness is now in the void (like viktor's seems to be?) or if she's like the hexcore's avatar for getting what it wants (which is what i feel act 1 implied), because they did not spend time in s1 to establish her

i joked in s1 a lot about salo getting a front row seat to jayce and viktor's weird gay thing over the years so it's nice he got to participate in their last conversation flkhghgl. but this was another scene where i felt the pacing was nerfing things -- i like the general exchange on paper, that there's been this time apart and viktor wants to show jayce what he's working on and jayce is all fucked up and bitter or whatever, but in real time their reunion, split, and then this scene happen in such a condensed time ... we haven't really seen either of them apart, we didn't see jayce's time growing bitter or whatever and even if we see it in act 3 it's belated?

i also thought it was odd how viktor was like "i was clouded by emotion" when honestly their breakup was the most emotionless he'd ever been to that point lol

it is very funny to think that jayce came out of s1 and the hell void and the lesson he learned was he should continue shooting first and asking questions never

i can think of several possible explanations for jayce's behaviour, ranging from "something i'd be super into" all the way to "i don't want to type it out in fear of invoking it into the universe". so i'm trying not to speculate all that much tbh, lest i grow attached to the former and get the latter

"peacock princes... an old family joke" and "you once told me every system has limits" are two great examples of stuff feeling rushed. these so clearly feel like they should be callbacks to scenes we actually *saw* but they just aren't. because we never got flashback kino, and viktor and sky never held a conversation until she died.

ekko and heimerdinger died on the way to their home planet...

this all sounds exceedingly negative listed out, when in reality i was mostly having a good time. it's just... the cracks are starting to show as the the show strains under the pressure of accomplishing all its goals in a measly 18 episodes. that crunch means any time someone's watching a scene about a plot or characters they like less they're going to start feeling impatient, any time a musical number doesn't hit (and i have to be honest, s2 is more misses than hits for me so far) they're going to feel impatient... i don't know. i find it difficult to see how they'll pull all of this off without leaving the audience thinking "jeeze that needed another season", or "why did they waste time on X when i wanted to see Y".

#arcane #arcane spoilers

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captainremmington-13 · 9 months ago

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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖊𝖓

show!Luke Castellan x daughter of thanatos!reader

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the image above or any of Rick Riordan’s characters/world-building except for Brio.

⚠️Warnings⚠️: swearing, mentions of scars, death, and pain, injury, kissing, overall angst

A/N: fun fact: the beginning part (which is a dream) is based off a dream i had the other day where i was chasing Luke thru the woods lmaooo

“This isn’t fair!” you yelled, your legs screaming in protest as you picked up your pace.

Luke laughed loudly, also increasing his speed. The dirt trail meant that with each step, he kicked up dust, effectively making your eyes water.

“I thought you said you could catch me, angel,” he called out tauntingly. “What happened to all your confidence?”

“Fuck you!” you said with a fake angry tone. “You’re going too fast, you know you’re better at running than me, can you at least slow down a little?”

This just made Luke laugh harder, and he glanced over his shoulder to give you a grin.

Gods, he made you feel so many things.

“What, you can’t handle the challenge and need me to make it easier for you so you can win?” he asked teasingly.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” you huffed, trying to hide the fact that you were completely winded.

“Sure, whatever you say, baby,” Luke said, clearly not convinced. You rolled your eyes at his sarcasm, but couldn’t prevent yourself from smiling. You really did love playfully bantering with him.

Channeling all of your remaining energy, you charged towards your boyfriend. You leapt onto his back, making him yelp in surprise.

“What in Hades?” he asked, bewildered. You just smiled, resting your chin on his shoulder as he hooked his arms under your thighs. “Has my lovely girlfriend been possessed by a gremlin or something?”

You gasped dramatically. “How dare you assume such an awful thing, Castellan?” You slung your arms around his neck, enjoying the feeling of your bare skin on his.

Luke turned his head to peck you on the cheek. “I know, I know, I’m the worst, aren’t I?”

You giggled, holding onto him tighter. “Yeah, you are.”

He set you down gently, and turned to face you. His cheeks were slightly flushed from being relentlessly chased by you through the woods, but other than that, he didn’t seem tired at all. Perks of being the son of the messenger god, apparently.

You sighed, looking up at him adoringly. “This isn’t fair,” you said once again.

Luke’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve been running for so long and you still look perfect. In comparison, I probably look about as good as Medusa with a bad case of bead-head.”

Luke scoffed. “That’s so far from true. You look as pretty as ever.”

Before you could protest, he wrapped one of his large hands around the back of your neck gently, connecting his lips with yours. You melted into the kiss, reaching up to grip his strong shoulders. Thankfully, you were deep enough in the woods that it was unlikely that any other campers would see your intimate moment. You never did anything quite this intense while in the presence of others, as you didn’t want to get lectured by Chiron and Mr. D.

You closed your eyes, losing yourself in the moment. You were completely at peace…

Until Luke let out a blood-curling scream.

When you opened your eyes, you saw him being dragged away by Ladon, the dragon’s claws creating gruesome wounds in his skin.

“No!” you shrieked, immediately flying after him. But before you could get close enough, one of Ladon’s heads opened its mouth and released a gust of fire, setting your body ablaze.

You plummeted to the ground, helpless as you watched your boyfriend be ripped to pieces by a monster.

You kept falling for what seemed like an eternity, bracing yourself for the bone-shattering impact that you knew was to come.

When your body finally hit the ground, everything faded all at once.

“She’s waking up! Someone get Brio or Will, quickly!”

“Keep your voice down, you’re gonna scare her! You know how dangerous startling her can be!“

“You keep your voice down, you’re the one shouting-“

“Everyone, shut up!”

You groaned quietly, the noises surrounding you immediately giving you a headache. As you slowly regained consciousness, a searing pain bloomed in your abdomen, making you cry out. Your eyes snapped open, and you saw Brio Olarei, a son of Apollo, standing over you with bandages in his hand.

“Hey,” he said softly. “I need to lift up your shirt to re-wrap your stomach. You got a pretty nasty cut, and your ribs were cracked.”

“Great,” you muttered. “What else?”

“Well,” Brio began slowly. “You’ve been out for almost four days.”

You blinked. “You’re fucking kidding.”

“No, I’m not,” Brio said, removing the old bandages from your torso. “Teleporting all the way from the west coast to the east drained you enormously.”

You suddenly felt a wave of nausea overtake you, realizing that your encounter with Ladon and the Hesperides hadn’t been a dream.

You began to sob, not caring that you were in the presence of the others who worked in the infirmary.

You had failed your mission.

But even worse, you had failed Luke.

Brio did his best to calm you down, but nothing really worked. Tears kept spilling down your cheeks, and you didn’t even try to stop them. He applied a salve to your wounds that helped ease the pain, and re-wrapped them quickly.

“I’ll do anything I can to help you with your recovery,” the healer said warmly. “You’ll need to stay in the infirmary for another few days to make sure your injuries don’t get worse.”

You avoided his gaze, not caring to respond to his words. Instead, you asked,

“Where’s my boyfriend?”

Brio swallowed. “He’s fine. He was in rough shape when we found you two at the border, but he made a quicker recovery than expected. He got released from the infirmary last night, but he refused to leave. We had to have him forcibly removed because it’s really busy in here, and even then, he still insisted on waiting outside of the building-“

As if on cue, none other than Luke Castellan burst through the wooden doors of the building. Nobody really tried to stop him as he rushed over to you, kneeling at your beside. His pretty brown eyes swarmed with tears, and you could tell he hadn’t been sleeping at all.

But the most startling thing you observed was the angry red scar on the right side of his face.

“Oh, Luke…” you whispered, reaching out to cup his cheek. Luke cringed slightly, but allowed you to touch him regardless.

“I’m fine,” he said quickly. “It’ll heal up. But it won’t ever fully fade.”

“Oh, Luke, I am so sorry-“

“It’s not your fault, angel. What’s important is that we’re both okay.”

You took his hand, rubbing circles on his palm with your thumb. “For a moment, I was worried that you…you were dea-“

“I know,” he cut in. “I was worried sick about you too. Fuck, I even prayed to Apollo, begging him to aid you in your recovery.”

You sighed. You knew that if Luke went as far as praying to the gods, he really was concerned.

“Brio said that I’ll be fine. I just…need more recovery time than you did. Not only did I sustain injuries from the fight, but the teleportation also did quite a number on my body.“

Luke ran a hand through your hair, caressing the top of your head. “I wish it hadn’t affected you so badly, but I’m eternally grateful that you did what you did. You saved our lives.” He stood up, to lean down and place a kiss on your forehead. “You’re my hero.”

You smiled weakly. “You’re more of a hero than I’ll ever be.”

“Nonsense,” Luke said, shaking his head. “You were so brave, taking on Ladon like that while you were seriously injured.”

“I wouldn’t call it bravery,” you replied. “I’d call it determination to keep you safe.”

He sighed. “Either way, I’m just so relieved you’re gonna be okay.” He took a deep breath, looking down. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had lost you…”

You reached up to wipe a stray tear that began running down his cheek. “I have no doubt that you would tear the world apart. You probably would’ve marched down to the Underworld and demanded Hades to give me back, just like Orpheus.”

Luke laughed quietly. “I would’ve moved mountains to reunite with you, my angel.”

You hummed appreciatively, closing your eyes once more. You felt drained, despite only having been awake for a handful of minutes.

Luke called Brio over, who handed you a bottle of water and a small pill.

“This will help you sleep,” Brio explained, helping you sit up slowly. You whimpered as your ribs screamed in protest at the movement. Luke squeezed your hand reassuringly, promising that the searing pain would subside soon.

You swallowed the pill and took a few sips of water. The son of Apollo turned to look at Luke.

“If you want to stay at her bedside, that’s fine. Just don’t get in the way of any of the healers and-“

“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” Luke said impatiently. “I won’t cause any trouble, I swear.”

A son of Hermes promising he wouldn’t cause trouble would normally raise some red flags, but in a situation as serious as this, he clearly meant what he’d said.

Brio gave you one last look before walking away, and you swore you could see pity in his eyes. You despised pity, it made you feel weak and stupid, which you knew you weren’t.

Luke pulled up a chair and sat next to your bed. He immediately laced his fingers with yours. “Is there anything I can get you, angel?”

You thought for a moment. “Yeah. Can you get me my stuffed bat from Cabin 11?”

Luke smiled. “Of course. I’ll be right back.”

When he returned a couple minutes later, you were barely awake. The medicine had kicked in, and all you wanted was sleep.

Luke placed the stuffie in your arms, and draped the infirmary bed’s comforter over your body. “I’m not leaving your side until you’re fully healed.”

You frowned. “But you have duties as head counselor.”

“Fuck that,” Luke said dismissively. “You’re more important. Chris can take over for me.”

You sighed. “Where are you gonna sleep?”

“Right here.”

“Luke-“

“I’m not leaving,” he said firmly. “After what happened at the Garden, I swore to myself that I’d never let you out of my sight ever again.”

Knowing you couldn’t persuade him to change his mind, you nodded. Clutching your stuffed animal to your chest, you let your eyes fall shut. Luke still had a tight hold on your hand. It seemed like he believed if he let go of you, he’d lose you forever.

With your beloved by your side and the medicine in your bloodstream, you were able to drift off into a peaceful state of rest.

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After three long days, Brio finally deemed you recovered. Well, at least recovered enough to leave the infirmary and start sleeping in Cabin 11 again.

You were instructed to take it extremely easy. No sparring, no archery, nothing that was even remotely physically taxing. You were also told to apply a healing salve nightly on the long cut Ladon had given you. You didn’t even remember getting scratched by him, but you figured it had happened right as you teleported away.

At least the poison hadn’t spread too far throughout your skin. Otherwise, you probably wouldn’t have survived.

The scar, which was still an angry shade of red, went from your left hip across your torso to the right side of your neck. It was ugly and quite gruesome, and every time you looked in a mirror, you almost burst into tears.

You felt like you’d taken several steps backwards in your progression as a person. You felt depressed and angry, your hatred for the Olympians growing with every day that passed.

And being so fragile frustrated you greatly. Not being able to participate in the daily camp activities or practice your fighting put you on edge. The pitiful glances the other campers constantly threw your way made it even worse. It became so hard for you to control your temper that at some point, you stopped leaving Cabin 11 except for meals and to shower. Whenever you were out and about, you had to refrain from snapping at every person who tried to talk to you. Even your closer friends, like Chris and Annabeth, seemed nervous around you, not wanting to get on your nerves.

Luke was the only one you let your guard down with. There were even times where you refused to speak to anyone else but him.

You suspected that you were trauma-bonded to each other. Every time Luke wasn’t by your side, you felt terrified. You worried that he’d suddenly be ripped away from you, and you’d be powerless to stop it, just like the nightmare you’d had just before waking up in the infirmary.

If you thought Luke was protective of you before, you had no words to describe what he was now.

At times, he felt like your personal bodyguard. If someone even looked at you funny, he’d place a hand on the hilt of his sword and glare at them until they practically ran away. He almost always had a strong arm wrapped around your waist or shoulders, guiding you to wherever you needed or wanted to go. He doted on you as if you were a princess, opening doors for you and taking over any chores you were assigned.

“Let me handle it, angel,” he would say, giving you an affectionate pat on the head.

But even though he was sweet and gentle with you, he became more withdrawn with everyone else.

You always knew he had some anger issues, but had managed to keep them suppressed most of the time. However, ever since he’d been released from the infirmary, it didn’t seem like he cared about keeping them at bay.

Just like you, he was furious at all of the gods, especially Hermes.

He was still polite, but he had adopted a cold, less-than-friendly demeanor. He followed through with his duties as a camp counselor, but was much less patient with the other demigods. His voice always seemed to have a hint of bitterness in it. The scar that ran down the right side of his handsome face made him even more intimidating.

Sometimes, he seemed like a completely different person.

But with you, he was still Luke. Your Luke.

And you hoped more than anything that he’d stay that way.

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fwitolei · 4 months ago

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The Dragon Prince Thoughts 6x06 - Moment of Truth

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Spoilers under the cut

Woah why did everything go monotone except for Kosmo

“This orb…is a giant piece of candy.”

W H A T

HOW

WHAT DO YOU MEAN

HOW THE FUCK DID THEY NOT NOTICE THAT WERE HOLDING A BIG-ASS JAWBREAKER (i know it’s chocolate but you get the idea---)

How tf is a piece of candy glowing in the first place—

You’ve GOT to be kidding me tho

Oh it’s color again—

“I loved your mother, Lissa, very much.”

LISSA REVEAL

I KNEW WE WERE GONNA SEE HER

OOH SHE THICC—

SHE’S BEAUTIFUL OMG

“I suppose I should call it what it is, dark magic.”

Harrow said the same thing in s1 just kill me now—

“Who am I to refuse an invitation from the high mage of Katolis?”

Wait were Kpp’Ar’s bandages ever explained? Why are they so bloody?

SOREN’S LITTLE STUFFY ON VIREN’S DESK AAAHHH

Omg he’s so emotional 😭

“Yes. Yes I see now.”

IS KOSMO REWINDING TIME—

Oooooooh wait no the monotone is him seeing the futureeeeeee

That’s so cool you go kosmo

“Prince Harrow. May I join you?”

AAAAAHHHHH harrow’s little scoot is adorable LMAOOO

Aww he’s so considerate towards sarai and callum gahhh—

I need them back now how dare they die on me 😭

“Beware, if you ever use dark magic again, the darkness and corruption will overwhelm you.”

I guarantee you he’s gonna use dark magic again watch

Mark my words

“Without magic, how will you stop me?”

I wanna know more about kpp’ar and why he quit dark magic

I bet it has something to do with his bandages

OH SHIT VIREN THROTTLED HIM

“[Kpp’Ar] invested years of his life helping me become… what i became.”

Ooh so viren got his true appearance from the coin spell i thought he was gonna get it from the spell he uses to save soren

“I only see… darkness.”

Omg he’s gonna get to space

GAHH HE’S FALLINGGG—

“Something so simple and… and easy, her tears.”

Omg you can see viren just scribbling the words down as fast as he can just reliving the moment it’s so sad

I feel so bad for him

“I pushed her against the wall and I held the back of her hair to keep her still.”

OH MY GOSH VIREN WHAT—

STOPPPPP I’M GONNA CRY

What is this serious DRAMA omg—

Where the fuck is claudia in all this that’s what i wanna know

Like soren would be sick in bed but considering lissa was full on sobbing you’d think claudia would hear it and go see what’s going on

NO THE WAY CALLUM SMILED AND REACHED OUT TO THE SKY AS HE WAS FALLING

YAY HE’S FLYING

I S T H A T R A Y L A OMG

SLAYYYYY

Ok wait can y’all get away from the edge i can’t trust y’all not to fall and die not at this point

“But the cost was… devastating.”

VIREN STOP CRYING OMG

GREAT NOW I’M CRYING UGH

NOOOO CLAUDIA RUNNING AFTER LISSA

LISSA’S STILL CRYING TOO

The way soren’s looking at viren in confusion MY HEART 😭

“And i punished you with a lifetime of cold cruelty.”

I’M SO DONE

I’M DONE

THIS F U C K I N G SHOW

SOORREEENNNNNNN MY BABY I CAN’T TAKE IT

THE WAY YOU CAN TELL VIREN’S CRYING IN HIS NARRATIONS GAWD—

“No, I… No. The guard was… mistaken.”

GIVE IT TO HIM ISTFG

YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO PUT ME THROUGH ALL THAT AND NOT GIVE IT TO HIM

SOREN SEES IT TOO JUST G I V E I T —

N O O O O O O O O O O

WHY’D YOU DO THAT

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK—

Okay so i let it simmer overnight and i have a FUCKING LOT to say about this. First of all, how D A R E they make me invested in viren’s letter to soren (INCLUDING A LISSA REVEAL DAMN THAT WOMAN IS BEAUTIFUL—) only for viren to BURN IT UP?!?!!?? Lemme tell you, if i read that letter and saw the teardrop stains and shit on it i would’ve immediately forgiven him idfc free him he did all of it but i don’t care that’s my toxic trait. And for soren to S E E the letter and viren S T I L L chickens out—

*incoherent screaming*

Anyways as you can tell i loved this episode and it’s prolly one of my favorites so far. And YES i saw rayllum kiss F I N A L L Y so yeah here you go

#the dragon prince #tdp #tdp 6x06 #tdp spoilers #fandom #tv review #lei's laments #watch a thon #discussion #thoughts

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corporatefrog · 2 years ago

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꒦‧₊ ꒷ HEADCANNONS: Going on a Road Trip with Craig, Tweek, Jimmy, Tolkien, and Clyde (Separately) ✧.*

✧.* tags: college au, road trips, ✧.* Characters: craig tucker, tweek tweek, jimmy valmer, clyde donovan, tolkien black a/n: the stan's gang version got so much love that I thought I'd do the headcannons with the others too!

masterlist

Craig

Thinks everyone is a terrible driver except for him

(he can’t parallel park for shit though)

You guys make up stories about the people you pass

“Oh he’s going through a messy divorce”

“Yeah but it’s his fault for sleeping with Miss America”

“Well if he didn’t, she was going to release the tax documents revealing he was an illegal immigrant from australia! And he can’t return to the outback!”

He’s a pretty good road trip buddy if you don’t mind silence.

He kind of zones out when driving so it’s not an awkward silence, just a comfortable silence

Very picky about podcasts and music though, he gets aux because he’s the one driving

PODCASTS ABOUT SPACE!!

doesn't have Bluetooth in his car so he uses one of those connectors that plug into the cigarette lighters LMAOOO

"bro it's 2023 why are you living in 2006"

"because it has great mileage. shut up or walk"

Jimmy

This will go one of two ways depending on how much you enjoy stand up comedy

Because you’ve bought yourself a ticket to the 6 hour Jimmy-athon

Every billboard is a joke

Every car you pass is a joke

Every gas station you walk into is at least 5 jokes

You’re actually probably driving to a comedian convention

you listen to the material of the panelists to figure out where he'd want to go

he makes you laugh so much you need to pull over

he probably takes a nap halfway through

looks like a little cat curled up in the passenger seat

honestly such a good drive

whenever you get bored all you need to do is make a comment about a weird road sign and you've got entertainment for at least 30 minutes

if you don't like his comedy…

just don't.

you will not survive.

(and you're probably a terrible person)

Tweek

There’s no way he doesn’t get car sick.

Like just absolutely demolished

You think he’s dying for a little bit because he’s just leaning against the window whispering prayers to whatever god will listen

Then you buy some medicine from a gas station and i swear it’s like you’ve opened a new conspiracy for him

“But if these have existed for so long, why hasn’t anyone told me about them?! There’s got to be something wrong with them! DID YOU JUST GIVE ME POISON!”

“Do you still feel like blowing chunks all over my windshield?”

“Well no, not right now.”

“Then I really doubt it can be poison dude”

Don’t let him drive.

Just don’t.

He gets freaked out enough when you drive down a busy street. More than 3 lanes and he’s absolutely screaming

“WHY ARE THEY DRIVING SO FAST?! THE SPEED LIMIT IS 55”

“That’s not how the midwest works, tweek. We’re going 87 right now”

“87 THATS 32 MORE THAN WE’RE SUPPOSED TO- OH GOD WE’RE GOING TO GET INTO A CRASH AND FLIP THE CAR AND RUN INTO ANOTHER CAR AND THEN THAT CAR WILL EXPLODE AND NO ONE WILL FIND OUR BODIES-”

he's surprisingly good at mental math when it comes to calculating the possibility of his death

Clyde

He’d much rather fly than drive

He gets bored so fast like what are you supposed to do in a car? Sit there and… sit there?

Does not want to be in the car for more than 30 minutes

“Are we there yet?”

“We’ve been driving for an hour, Clyde”

“Okay and how much longer do we have?”

“5 hours.”

“WHAT”

Definitely had to use the bathroom every hour because he CHUGS monsters to stay awake then immediately crashes and sleeps for half of the ride

He sets up his phone so a movie can play but it’s really just him watching the movie because you have to keep driving

“You know, if we fly back then you can watch this with me”

“Well then my car would be stranded in the Chicago.”

“Can’t you just get someone to drive it back?”

“I will leave you at the next gas station and make you hitchhike home.”

“ITS A GENUINE QUESTION”

Tolkien

Oh he absolutely loves to drive

But who wouldn’t when you’ve got a fucking TESLA

(he totally has a tesla, no way he doesn’t have a tesla)

Will NOT allow chips in the car

If you do, you’re vacuuming the seats at the next gas station

“You’re not bringing those in here”

“But you can’t go on a road trip without corn nuts”

“You can and you will.”

“Can we at least get coffee then :((“

“Well duh we’re getting coffee”

Will buy you a little drink and give you a blanket

He makes YOU a passenger princess and it’s absolutely amazing

Another podcast listener, but he likes to space them out with music so you’re not both sitting there silently the whole road trip

You’re going on the trip to hang out! You’ve got to have some random chit chat time too!

“There is no way Kuroko’s Basketball is better than Slam Dunk.”

“That’s just because you’re a snob about sports anime.”

“No that’s just because i'm right about sports anime and you spend too much time talking with Wendy”

#craigs gang superiority tbh #theyre hilarious #south park #south park x reader #south park headcanons #tolkien black #craig tucker #tweek #jimmy valmer #clyde donovan #corporatefrog

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444ileen · 3 months ago

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♡ sweet loving ~ hinata shoyo ♡ no.1

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ time-skip era! angst, cursing, heartbreak >_<

[no.2 click here]

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“let’s…break up [name]”

hinata shoyo was going to be your highschool sweetheart. at least that was you and everyone was expecting. until he “kindly” dumped you last minute and left to go pursue his dreams in a whole other country.

whats worse is he made the decision for you both it came out of no where there was no room for you to argue.

“let’s break up [name]” he said with a sad smile.

“hinata what the fuck are you literally saying?”

“it’s better this way…i don’t want what we have to be ruined when i leave i’m not even sure how long i’m gonna stay in brasil i can’t do that to you”

“you—hinata you literally leave tomorrow?!? why are you just doing this now it isn’t fair we decided we planned…”

“i do not want to hurt you or anything”

“hinata” your voice begins to crack a bit as you feel a lump in your throat

“i know i know baby” he quickly hugs you tight “i love you…i’ll see you later”.

bittersweet.

when you woke up the next day to go with him to see him off you found out he told you the wrong time. you didn’t even get to say goodbye.

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there’s a limit of things people can take. it’s been two years and you can bare the sight of seeing hinata happy without you in his life. truly you support him and all but there’s an ugly part inside of you that tears apart when he posts about how amazing his life is. you unfollowed him but can’t help but check on him every once in awhile.

you hardly took his calls or responded to his messages. he’s tried and never gave up it’s less frequently now but you gotta hand it to him he is determined to still be friends.

instead focusing on school and anything that will take your mind off of him.

“hello earth to [name]”

“what?”

“geez did you listen to a word i said?”

you were dozing off in your class almost even falling asleep. staying up late will be the death of you.

“nope”

“i said let’s go out it’s friday!”

“i’m not sure about that [f/n]”

“ehh but you had so so much fun last time”

“i blacked out and ended up waking up with like ten boxes of pizza!”

“pfft—”

“it’s literally not funny (it is) we literally ate pizza for weeks”

“i’m sick of pizza this time order something different”

“[f/n]!”

“okay okayy i’ll make sure you don’t black out like last time heyyy you can’t say i didn’t take care of you cause i did!”

[f/n] was a friend you made when you first started school. honestly the people at karasuno were the only people you had made friends with but you distant yourself from them quite a bit. although you still go out with yamaguchi, tsukkisima and yachi whenever you guys could align your schedules.

with much convincing from [f/n]. you sat at the bar watch your friend flirt with some guy to guarantee free drinks.

ding! ding! ding!

your phone got your attention as you shoot your friend a smile.

[6 messages from karasuno ★ gc]

[8 messages from pookies ♡︎ gc]

[4 messages from yachi ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚]

[1 message from unknown maybe:hinata shoyo]

smile dropped to so fast…

night officially ruined.

✎: hello! i will be making this possibly into multiple parts :3 i love love love hinata pls i have time skip hinata brain rot and decided to just write it out to pass the time. i know it’s probably not even good lmaooo tell me why im so scared to post.

#hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyo #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #shoyo hinata x reader #hq timeskip #haikyuu timeskip #timeskip hinata shoyo #yachi hitoka

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obislittleone · 11 months ago

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The Winner Takes It All

Episode 11

Pairing: Finnick Odair x Tribute(OC)!Reader

Chapter Warnings: more death, more canon typical violence, literally this one is so sad idk what else to say (sassy and protective finnick from the capitol)

Chapter Summary: The numbers are dwindling down, and allies are falling from every side of the competition. Meanwhile, Finnick is struggling with the Capitol citizens.

Word Count: 5.4k

i launched my fashion brand yesterday at an event, not that anyone cares lmaooo (if you do care please follow @houseofaven on instagram!!!)

“It’s the girl, right?” Finnick didn’t really know what to say. She’d cornered him with nothing he could say. Should he even say anything at all? Or just remain silent? Turns out, even if he doesn’t say a word, this recent victor has a way of showing him just how much she already knows.

You’d cried, and cried some more. You cried your heart out and felt like you’d reached the limit of spent tears for the rest of your life. Of course, you didn’t necessarily think your life would last too much longer, now. There were six tributes remaining, and you were positive that everyone else in the arena was more worthy of the win. You’d probably be the next to go.

You’d finally fallen asleep, arms wrapped tightly around the person who’d been the first to hold you since it happened. Rodey stayed still, his arms around you in a comforting grip, one hand smoothing over the unruly strands of your hair. It had originally been in a complicated and neat braid, but after a few days of running and hiking and falling into water, it didn’t look quite as good as it probably did originally.

Lukas sat and watched with pity, his best friend who seemingly was stronger than any trial she faced, having to be comforted so deeply by someone she barely knew. But he understood, Rodey had a fancy for her, and was happy to see that it held up in her time of need. He hoped that the extent of his fast feelings would go further than to just comfort you, though.

“I don’t get it. Copelin and Freeda died, too. She didn’t shed a tear…” Rodey whispered, only loud enough for Lukas to hear. Rodey was supposed to be sleeping, too. He was supposed to take the next watch before the morning, which would be yours, but he couldn’t stop the thoughts from swirling in his mind. He didn’t ever think that his hunger games tribute crush would amount to anything, because it literally could not. But here he was, letting her cling to him as if she were wet clothes on his back.

“She feels guilty for Lyra,” he explained. He knew your heart, and the things you put yourself through sometimes on the account of other people. You’d been bullied as a kid for your stutter, and somehow you’d thought it was actually your fault. You were the one with a speech impediment, they wouldn’t be making fun of you if you didn’t have it. That mentality shook him to his core many times in his life. It’s why he’d struck up that first conversation, all those years ago. To try and know you, to understand that there was a person behind the botched up sentences.

“It wasn’t her fault.”

“I know. It’s just how she thinks.”

“She has to know that it could’ve been any of us, right? It’s not like Lyra sacrificed herself…” Rodey didn’t seem to be getting the point in Lukas’ words. Didn’t seem to understand that you didn’t feel guilty about the snake.

“That’s not it,” Lukas sat forward, his eyes raking over your slowly breathing form before shaking his head a bit. “She feels guilty that after the venom started, she couldn’t stop it.”

“She tried. Lyra didn’t want her to.”

“Yeah.”

Rodey was still confused. You weren’t responsible for the girl’s death in any way, so why, when you’d shown her extreme mercy, did you find fault in yourself? You should be proud that you didn’t let her suffer, that you didn’t cause her more pain and anguish in the last moments she had left.

“The snake bit Lyra, but Mercedes let the venom kill her.”

And then Rodey understood. He sat in silence for a second before prying just a bit, only since she wasn’t awake to hear.

“How long have you known her?” He asked, his brow furrowed from curiosity.

“Nine years, maybe ten. It’s been a while, we met as kids.”

And in those nine, maybe ten years, he’d learned more about you than any other person possibly could. In those years, during the trials of not only childhood, but nearing adulthood, where he’d become in tune to your emotions, he almost felt them with you. He was the greatest friend you’d ever known, and he loved you as such.

“I won’t ever understand how you spent that much of your life with her, and never fell in love,” he said jokingly, only, it was partly true. He’d been thinking about it since that first conversation about you in the cave.

“I think I did, once. When we were fourteen, she had a crush on this one guy… total douchebag, by the way,” Lukas laughed, thinking back to that time. You’d been head over heels for a boy simply because he spoke to you. He didn’t treat you well, but he did interact with you, which was a rare sight to see outside of Lukas himself. “She asked me how to impress him, what other guys like, stupid stuff like that.”

“And did you tell her?”

“Of course I did. I wanted to help her,” he paused again, looking over at you and remembering those feelings, now long gone and replaced with a friendly love for you. “She tried on this one dress she had, thinking maybe he’d notice her more. She started spinning around her room and acting like some sorta crazed wind turbine.”

Rodey laughed, too. He could picture you, your sweet smile and wonderful personality showing through as you spun around in your favorite sundress. He imagined it was a light blue, or maybe a sea foam green with white lace around the edges. Either way, you were probably beautiful in it. It’s a shame he’ll never see you wear one.

“I just sat on her bed and watched her. I thought then that maybe we’d grow up and I’d marry her or something… but then we got older and she started arguing with me about things I didn’t even realize needed an argument.”

“So she’s a fighter after all,” Rodey replied, slightly surprised by the change in tune. It didn’t seem possible, because you seemed all too gentle natured to argue with anyone.

“Not really, I usually won every argument. The point is, I loved her too much as a friend to even take a chance, and after a while, I guess those feelings wore off.”

The boy across from him nodded, careful not to wake you up. He tried to shift in place, but wouldn’t dare move any further if he felt you stirring.

There were a few moments of silence before Rodey started back in.

“Truth be told, I think she’s the first person I’ve ever met that I’ve felt this way for. The girls in my district are these beautiful, amazing creatures that are practically skilled from the time they exit the womb… the thing is, career girls don’t exactly have a finity for career boys until they become victors. Makes it kind of hard for us to even try.”

“You’re kidding,” now it was Lukas’ turn to be shocked. A tall, handsome, dashing boy like Rodey never received any female attention from his district? Now, that was something to hear. He almost didn’t believe it.

“I’m absolutely serious. They think we’re stupid and brutish and whatever else,” he rolled his eyes, circling back to his last comment. “Now, I mostly agree with them… but even still.”

“It’s like they can sense they’re smarter than us,” Lukas joked, squinting his eyes towards you, fast asleep in Rodey’s arms.

“The girl I came here with, Estelle… She's just about as stoic as they come. She’s here to win, and honestly, I just hope someone else takes her out before we have to.”

“You’d want her dead before us?” Lukas was taken a bit off guard, but wasn’t too surprised by his statement. Estelle seemed like a hardass, and he had no intention of trying to fight her. He knew he’d lose. He didn’t want you to be in that position, either.

Rodey shrugged, his face indifferent to the girl he’d mentioned.

“She’s not my ally anymore. She left me and the rest of the careers, why should I want her to outlast you?”

“I don’t know. Just curious, I guess.”

Rodey felt that maybe Lukas didn’t believe the extent of his affection for you. Maybe he was having a hard time believing such things could be true so fast. He wanted- no, needed to convince him.

“Listen, I know I haven’t known her long, but I do have feelings for her. I’m willing to prove it if I have to.”

Lukas didn’t want to argue with this boy. He was the best shot you and him had at staying alive another day. As long as you stayed together, you’d be the strongest alliance. You didn’t know what the other three tributes were up to, but Lukas felt that by now, Estelle and Brock from eleven had teamed up, leaving one last lonesome tribute on her own. The girl from three.

“I asked you this already but you couldn’t answer me… are you willing to die for her?”

Rodey smiled, looking down at you. He was a skilled tribute, and he felt he’d lived a great life thus far… but he didn’t want to watch you die in this arena just so he could make it out. Maybe you were just making him soft, but he felt that he could now answer Lukas’ question now, with great confidence.

“I don’t think I’m getting out of here… but she might. I’d rather make it easier for her.”

Lukas didn’t know what he was expecting, but hearing it from his own lips, that he was willing to die in your place… he had quickly given respect to him as a tribute, as a fighter who would continue to labor not for himself but for her to escape. A career volunteers to win… but if he wins what then? Does he just forget about the girl he’d fallen so quickly for? How she would die so he could live? He didn’t even like thinking about it, so he put an end to it.

Lukas let this resonate with him. The boy was serious, and it seemed as though he understood that with dwindling numbers, the chances of him being next were sinking in.

“I know I said not to tell her that you… you know,” Lukas trailed, but having regrouped his words, he started on again, his permission coming about. “But maybe you should.”

“Really?” Rodey looked at him skeptically.

“Yeah, I mean… guys haven’t ever paid her any attention. I think she’d wanna know if one finally did.”

Rodey was thankful. Not because he earned your best friend’s permission to tell you about his feelings, but because he’d earned his respect.

It didn’t take him long after that to fall asleep with you, leaving Lukas to take watch until it was his turn.

Finnick was practically pulling his hair out. These two idiots had no idea what they were doing, everytime they romanticized you, or made you out to be this ethereal being that they couldn’t help but look to for your beauty. He’d been back in the Elite Capitol Lounge, the winner’s circle, if you will… but he felt like the biggest loser there ever was. Everything he did to get you out of this arena, and now that he was almost certain you would make it, the talk of you escalated.

Capitol men thirsted for a taste of you, longed to be near and beside you, or worse, inside you. He thought he’d been upset when he first heard the two comments of those men earlier. Now he was fuming, hearing things far nastier and without a filter. The men didn’t care that he was your mentor, or that he was hearing the perverse things they said. They said them without remorse, planning to empty their pocketbooks out onto the table to ensure your survival, just to have a taste of you. Finnick felt like throwing up several times in the night, but now his anger took him over.

He wished he could just send a petty sponsor to Lukas, just so he could write a note that said ‘STOP TALKING ABOUT MERCEDES!’ in bold letters. He had no idea what to do, now. If you came home, and this terror was all that awaited you, he would not be able to sleep at night for the rest of his life. He would be the mentor that was selfish enough to promise himself a victor, at the cost of your physical and mental wellbeing.

Rodey was just a kid. Lukas was just a kid. They had no idea what was happening right now, and how could they? Those boys were doing all they could to stay alive in the arena, and also doing their best to care for you. Rodey had saved you from the panther, and Lukas saved you from drowning. Today, they comforted you during the loss of an ally you felt you betrayed. They were doing everything he wishes he could do for you, and yet, he still finds reason to be angry with them.

He listens to Rodey’s confession, that he would die for you, and an echoed response of a filthy tongued man in the room, not far from him.

“I would die for her, too. Only if she rides me till I’m gone,” he says smugly, his tone is one of a joke, and it earns the laughter of whoever is stupid enough to be standing close by

Finnick can’t take it anymore, and acts impulsively. He raises the glass in his hand, throwing it as hard as he can into the wall across from him, barely missing several people by doing so. His face is red and hot, and he knows he’ll explode and kill that guy if he doesn’t leave.

He steps down to the couch his white-knit sweater rested on and grabs it, quickly rushing his walk towards the door, not even realizing he was being followed out.

“Hey!” an aggressive shout of the elder mentor was heard behind him, and he stopped before hitting the street, turning around. Haymitch Abernathy, not quite as drunk as he usually is, even though both his tributes are dead already. “Call me crazy, but I don’t think that scene was warranted.”

FInnick scoffed, shaking his head and getting ready to walk away again.

“I really don’t need this right now,” his hand wiped over his face, the sweat from his palm making his face a bit cooler when the wind hit against it. He needed to cool down, because he was so close to blowing up.

“You’ve got no reason to be this upset, right now. Both your tributes are alive, and barely a scratch on em’.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about, alright?” Finnick shot back, not quite sure why his feet remain still when he’d rather be back at his and Mags’ apartment, where he can stew in his misery without the looming threat of eyes constantly watching.

“Try me,” Haymitch held his arms out, willing the younger man to explain what his outburst was all about.

Finnick had told other victors about this before, but only because he suspected they had gone through it, too. Both Cashmere and Gloss from one had been given the same punishment as him, and for years, he’d felt they understood him. A stunningly gorgeous model of a victor from eight had also been cornered by Snow. He didn’t want to suggest Haymitch was undesirable, but being from twelve, Haymitch had started with a disadvantage, he was never a favorite of the Capitol. It was in these times, during the games themselves, in which a tribute gained popularity and status that would far outlast the final boom of the cannon.

“Do you know about Snow’s favors?” Finnick came closer to the man, and Haymitch, as clueless as he’d been before, started putting together the pieces. He might be a drunkard, but he’s for certain not an idiot.

“I’ve heard some things,” he spoke more evenly now, his sympathy growing the more he realized this wasn’t just a pathetic temper tantrum from the Capitol’s darling. “Mostly just talk, ‘bout assisting folks in the Capitol…”

“Do you know what gets you there?”

“I can’t say that I do,” he admitted, swallowing his pride for a moment and hearing Finnick's explanation.

The younger man directed his eyes back towards the building, where despite the broken glass still being brushed away, the party ensued with great joy and probably more whispers of how much they would like to ruin you.

“That, in there. The things they’re saying about Mercedes, the way they think she’s some sort of object that they can use when they want to. She hasn’t even made it out of that arena yet, and they’re already making plans, getting their payments ready.”

Haymitch couldn’t even say another word. He looked to the younger man, scanning his features for what he believed to be actual concern. Something he hasn’t seen on Finnick for his tributes since… well, ever.

The need to find out more dissipates completely as Finnick’s face heats up from his small rant.

“Tell me again how that ‘scene’ was unwarranted.”

And with that, Finnick walked away.

The next morning, Johanna cornered Finnick in the lounge, handing him one of the many drinks they had been serving around. Does anyone in this place do anything else except for drink and gossip?

“Try not to chuck that one against the wall.”

“Ha,” his sarcasm laced through his tone, but he had been grateful for the drink.

“I’ve been counting the times you leave the couch,” she started, sitting near him, her attitude seemingly much more angry than how she had been before. “Three times. Except one of those doesn’t count, because you only stood up to get closer to the screen.”

“Today might be the last day,” he shrugged, throwing back almost all the liquor from his glass. He hated being completely sober in times of immense anxiety.

“So then what about yesterday? Or maybe the day before?”

He ducked his head, the screen not of any use to him while it showed the girl from district three, building some sort of contraption whilst Caesar Flickerman narrated. They all suspected it was a sort of protection device, one she could set up and not have to worry about defending herself.

“You said it yourself, the odds are in my favor. It’s never been like this before.”

“So, who’s your pick?”

“Excuse me?”

She was leaning on the backrest when he turned his head to meet her stare.

“It’s the girl, right?”

Finnick didn’t really know what to say. She’d cornered him with nothing he could say. Should he even say anything at all? Or just remain silent?

Turns out, even if he doesn’t say a word, this recent victor has a way of showing him just how much she already knows.

“I get it. She’s kind, smart, beautiful,” she taunted, though Finnick hated hearing those words repeated to him, knowing just how much trouble it’s causing her, or will cause her. “And she helped Lyra.”

Finally, a change of subject. Lyra was a year behind Johanna. She was a friend of hers in school. A tragic loss that she chooses to cope with by gossiping among other victors, making them as uncomfortable as she constantly feels.

“I’m sorry about your tributes,” he spoke solemnly, giving her an apologetic glance.

“I knew they weren’t going to make it.”

“Even still.”

His eyes turned back to the screen when Caesar started narrating your morning routine, waking up and eating whatever was left from yesterday’s catch. You’d also taken an apple from the small stash to keep up your energy. Smart girl.

He watched Rodey approach you, sitting down beside your little patch against the nearest tree. Finnick knew what conversation was about to play out, and honestly, he didn’t much care to watch it… except for there had been a surprise turn of events that he wasn’t expecting.

You’d woken up earlier than you anticipated, and snorted a laugh when you realized that the boys had both been asleep. You weren’t sure which one was supposed to keep watch, but you’d say they did a stupendous job. You went about the early morning, the dawn of the day being a quiet reminder that yet another day had passed, and you were still here. You weren’t going to win, but already you’d made it further than you had originally planned for. Part of you thought you were going to die in the bloodbath, unwilling to kill someone else for the sake of your own life. But your allies had your back, and they still do.

You would have died three times, had it not been for the help they had given you. You could have drowned, mauled to death, or eaten alive. Lukas, Rodey, and Lyra. They all saved you, and now one of them is gone… and it’s your fault.

You had to try not to dwell on it. You’d cried all your tears out, and today was about staying alive, not mourning those who could not.

You didn’t eat for several hours, you wanted to wait till the boys woke up to see how you were going to be splitting and saving the rations.

Lukas was the first to wake, having gotten a longer sleep than Rodey, still clinging to one of the backpacks you’d slipped into his arms in your place. He was a sweet boy. He was lethal, a killer of three other tributes, but still, a sweet boy. Tributes don’t have the luxury of being one or the other. Everyone in this arena has to acknowledge that, one time or another. Rodey doesn’t let it sink into his skin, though. He tried to remain happy, humorous, never taking himself too seriously. He and Lukas had gotten on better than anyone else could have expected. Lukas was a non-career tribute, but he still volunteered. That has to command the respect of the other careers, right? Except Freeda and Copelin picked on him, and Estelle straight up hated him. All for his connection to you, but even still.

Lukas wasn’t taken seriously as a contender until the day he was scored. You still have no idea what he did to earn that perfect twelve. You had thought you’d performed as average, but the game makers thought otherwise. Your strength and skill, matched with your wit and pure imagination… That's what won you those numbers.

You thought to yourself more, wondering if you’d ever get another chance to ask those things of Lukas, or if your time was nearly up.

You’d made peace with your death before you even entered the arena. You even tried to look for it. Now, you treasured every last second you had, waiting blissfully unaware of when the last moment would pass.

When Rodey finally woke up, you all centered yourselves in the middle of the cornucopia, a makeshift breakfast being passed around. Leftover fish, and some of the plant food the others had scouted. You took an apple from the sack of supplies, almost gone for how little there was to begin with. You were lucky enough to have exclusive access to the cornucopia. If you hadn’t been the primary users, you felt you may have died to other causes than just being attacked, or in your strange case, drowning.

You walked out of the centerpiece of the arena, wanting to sit under a large canopy of tree branches. As much as you detested this place, you could not help but admit, it was beautiful. You’d never seen a rainforest before. Never seen a forest before. You had lots of plant life on four, but it was mostly tropical, palm trees, common gorse, beach grass, and even seaweed that washed up nearly every morning. You missed those things. The little things that you regretted you wouldn’t see again, mostly because you took them for granted before. They had been so mundane, so ordinary, you didn’t think there was anything to miss about them.

You’d nearly finished your apple when Rodey came to sit beside you, his back against one of the trees beside your little patch on the ground.

“M-morning to ya,” you smiled, another bite of your apple gone the next second.

“Morning…” He seemed nervous, and tense… and awkward. He’d acted so different before, you hoped this wasn’t about bad news. “Can I talk to you?”

“Of c-course,” you replied, trying to remain genuine, though you feared what he might say to you… was the time drawing near that the tributes were going to turn on each other? Was he asking if it was okay to kill you if he had to? Maybe you should just listen to the poor kid, and stop jumping to conclusions.

“I know this might be sudden, and I know that I don’t really have any reason to be telling you this,” he chuckled under his breath, his hand reaching up to scratch his neck.

What on earth is this about?

He seemed stuck, but you didn’t want to interrupt, so as you most of the time did, you just sat quietly, waiting for him to speak.

“I think I might have feelings f-”

A wild scream caught both of your attention, and you turned your head to face it the second you heard. The girl from three, anger written on her face, charged towards you, causing an immediate panic. You and Rodey jumped from your sitting position, and he reached into his cargo pants pocket for his knife, holding it out.

She’d gotten too close for you both to just back away, so you stood your ground to fight, willing to do what you needed if it was absolutely necessary. She seemed to be wielding a sort of contraption, strapped to her arm as she charged. It looked like some sort of slingshot, a tiny kunai knife inserted at the center, but you didn’t even have another second to process as she stepped towards you first. You had your knife in hand as well, raising it up in hopes of intimidation. You couldn’t kill her, but she didn’t know that… or maybe she did, because she didn’t stop.

You were about to turn heel before Rodey stepped in front of you, his knife hitting straight through her chest. He stumbled back a bit, and you came before him to kneel down, checking to make sure the girl was completely dead. The cannon sounded momentarily after, which confirmed it for you, but when you looked down at her wrist contraption, you saw that the kunai knife was gone.

“Mercy…” His voice was grave, and it scared you before you even turned around.

“Rodey,” you stood back up, rushing over to him before he could collapse. His hand held his ribs, where the Kunai knife had deeply pierced through, probably into his lung.

He sunk down against you, his breath hollow as you lowered him to the ground.

“Lukas!” You screamed over your shoulder towards the cornucopia, hoping he would understand your great need and come quickly.

“Mercy,” Rodey tried to speak again, a sense of urgency in his eyes. He was dying, he could feel it. “Look at me.”

“Y-you’re fine, Lukas is g-gonna help me carry y-you back, and we’ll fix y-you up.”

“No,” he smiled, he had the audacity to smile. “Just hold me here, keep looking at me.”

His voice wasn’t even solid anymore.

“Don’t do that, y-you’re fine… Lukas!” You nearly broke your vocal chords trying to get him to hear you. In the distance you could hear him running, but he had been too far away to begin with. Your eyes welled up with tears, and your free hand tried to hold the blood from escaping his body, but the knife had gone too deep, and there was no chance of anything clotting in time. His lungs would fill up with blood in seconds, and he would die choking on it, if the intense bloodloss didn’t kill him first.

“Don’t cry,” he took your hand from his ribs, moving the red stained appendage and placing it on the side of his face instead. “Just keep looking at me.”

“I can’t, I h-have to get you help.”

“No, I don’t want help. I wanna die looking at you,” he admitted, the confession breaking your heart. Another tribute, dead under your hands. Another ally, succumbing to defeat while you stood watch, helpless to even try and save them. He didn’t want to be saved. He wanted this to be it. This was a far better death anyways. He saved you. He took the hit. He didn’t have to outlast you and watch you die, or watch your best friend die and see your pain from it. He gets to go out now, knowing he saved your life and that you had two less people to kill.

“Why?” You cried out, shaking your head as the tears rolled fresh and freely. You didn’t understand it. You’d come to terms with your death, too… but you couldn’t understand him. He was a career, someone with a chance to win it all. But he sacrificed himself to save you.

“Because you’re pretty,” he said as though it were completely obvious. Everyone had made clear the past week how beautiful you were, but you felt you didn’t deserve the praise, Not because you felt ugly or comparable, but because you never prided yourself on it. You never looked in the mirror and felt superior by it, nor did you think it made you better than anyone else… So then why? Why did they praise your beauty?

You think you found understanding when you looked down to him again, Lukas’ footsteps closing in behind you. You saw on his face the gratification he got just from looking into your eyes. The way you looked inspired a feeling in him that transformed into more, and you felt it, too. The attraction, the connection, the feelings. You’d drawn him in with your beauty, but he stayed for everything else about you. He could have taken off with Estelle that first day, but he stayed. He could have ditched you both when you decided to take Lyra as an ally, but he didn’t. He should have let you die in his place just now, but he saved you instead. That was the power of your beauty, unharnessed, untamed, and unforgiving.

Your eyes became blurry with tears, and you could no longer see his face clearly, but the second the cannon sounded, you closed your eyes completely. Lyra may not have been completely your fault, but this certainly was, and his blood was covering your hands.

“What happened?” Lukas asked, his breath harsh and unsteady as he came over your shoulder to see the scene in front of him. He knelt down, examining Rodey, having fully heard the cannon that already sounded. “Who did this?”

You couldn’t say a word, you just pointed to the girl from three. She laid dead on the ground, Rodey’s knife in her chest, right where her heart stopped beating.

Lukas tried to pull you away, to try and gather what sense of sanity you had left, but you kept hitting his hands away, screaming and crying at him to let you go. You didn’t care that without the third member of your alliance, you were now more vulnerable. Probably the weakest in combat left in the arena. You kept clinging to Rodey’s body, holding on and unwilling to leave him yet. He’s your ally, and he didn’t ever leave you behind.

“We have to go,” he finally managed to drag you, under your arms, kicking and screaming. The scene that had been caused would alert the other tributes that they only had two more enemies to deal with.

Those watching in the capitol were teary eyed, but not genuinely. To them, it was as though their favorite character just lost her beloved, never to see him again… and it made for great dramatic effect, and they loved it.

Cashmere, one of the district one mentors, was sitting by herself in a corner, with the only other person who actually cared to be alone while watching these games right now. Finnick watched the scene play out, and it caused him great upset, not just for his tribute, but for the woman beside him. She still had a tribute left, but the care for that one seemed almost secondary. Finnick was almost certain that Rodey had been her prized tribute. The one she would have wanted to win above anything else.

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First oc post i am shaking crying throwing up for multiple reasons and also anxious as hell- anyways, meet the man, the failure disaster gay, the forever doomed ginger(derogatory/lh)

I forgot to add his birthday omg, it's march 13th

Lore utc (i wrote a lot lmao), the uh post ch 134 stuff will be elaborated on later (or if asked. Actually, ask me anything about him. And my other oc's once they're posted. Please. I will answer in great detail. I also need a distraction. Pls.)

So basically, among the first few vampires (a 4th progenitor to be percise) turned by Shikama was a woman who showed great potential for spells and magic. She had a loving husband and child which she tragically lost in an accident. Upon turning into a vampire, her family was still the only thing on her mind. She accepted to help Shikama in his endeavors to revive Mikaela since she hoped she could revive her own family in the proccess. Unfortunately it didn't work. Disillusioned, she abandoned vampire kind and started searching for the possible reincarnation of her beloved husband, whom she may be able to have a child with and have family again.

Fast forward a a lot, and I mean a lot, of years and she arrived in 60s japan. None of the people she had hope for turned out to be the reincarnation of her late husband until that fateful day. She encountered a (rather pathetic may I add) man in his late 20s and it was like a miracle. The woman cornered the man in disbelief and from this awkward first meeting blossomed true love. Then everything went to shit lmaooo

The first problem was that the mans family didn't approve of the woman. Tough this didn't stop their love. Next was the issue of bearing a child, something that a vampire simply can't do. Well, an ordinary one but this woman was anything but ordinary. By some impossible miracle she bore a child. A biological child. (GIRL HOW?? We will never know and frankly, i don't want to think about it💀)

The child was, as expected tbh, kind of a disaster. Already born with pointy ears and sharp fangs. The child needed both human food and blood to properly sustain themselves. Drinking blood outside of their family would permanently stop their aging. Despite this, the couple was overjoyed. (And then named their child "mistake" bc that would help /s.) They named him "Machigai". Why tho?? I dunno man something along the lines of "a mistake but the best mistake of their life" bruh

So after Machigai was old enough to walk, but not old enough to remember, the mother diappeared, leaving father and child behind. The father did his best to raise such an... extraordinary child but it was understandably kind of impossible. Machigai grew up alone and isolated from his peers. He was always wearing a hood of some kind and rarley opened his mouth to talk. In high school, he met a girl who he became good friends with but she is another oc I'll post about sometime adlf,wpl.

Anyways! Come Machigai's high school graduation and 18th birthday, his father... disappeared. All he left was a note saying, that Machigai now owned the apartment and that there is enough blood in the fridge to sustain Machigai's thrist while he could grow and mature. To an already depressed and disillusioned Machigai this obviously didn't help. Throughout the next years he became a shut in, who only left the house if absolutely necessary. All he did all day was play video games, watch tv and later be on the internet. Once he ran out of his fathers blood was when things changed. He had to go out and actually find a new source of blood. Welp, sorry to unlucky bastards who went into dark alleyways at night bc these types of people became Machigai's source of blood. (That's when he stopped aging)

On one of these nightly escapades, Machigai was greeted by a large man in a neat black suit who called himself "Saito". Saito claimed to have known Machigai's mother and offered a deal: Machigai would offer up his unique constitution to the Hyakuya sect's research and in turn get a well paying job and a guaranteed source of blood. He agreed. "Welcome to the Hyakuya sect. I look forward to your performance"

Machigai was practically a lab rat for the development of cursed gear. Thanks to his half-n-half physiology he could tank wounds from cursed gear/magic n shit while still providing useful data to how effective it is. During this time Machigai aquired knowledge of vampire culture(?), became familiar with magic and it's quirks and learned how to perform simple spells and whatnot.

Around 2011, when the internet was already fairly well used, Machigai came across a forum dedicated to paranormal sightings. Various users claimed that a secluded spot in Kyoto was home to vampires. (Ferid was the one spreading these rumors btw) Most would have dissmissed this as someone wanting attention, yet Machigai was intrigued. He was well aware that vampires existed across the world but he mever knew how to actually contact them. Perhaps out of morbid curiosity, perhaps out of a genuine want for connection with people like him, he went to check out the spot. There, he met none other than the eccentric Ferid Bathory who specifically manufactured the rumor to meet Machigai (extra much?). He was well aware of Machigai's work for Rígr "Saito" Stafford and was trying to one up his father by stealing his most prized lab-rat. Machigai declined, not trusting a single thing out of that vampires mouth. Ferid left, already proclaiming that one day Machigai would be working for him.

Machigai stuck around that area as it was already well into the night and public transport wouldn't start up until the early morning. There he met another vampire: Crowley Eusford. Their meeting wasn't planned or meticulously calculated, it was actually rather awkward. Their chat was meaningless and short but in the end leagues above whatever Ferid likes to plan. Crolwey has already unwillingly heard about this curious being from Ferid and seeing Machigai himself left him wanting to learn more about him. Machigai was left a little hopeful, that perhaps it's not too late for him to look for connections.

So the apocalypse rolls around-

Machigai makes a deal with Saito that in exchange for his freedom (*eagle screech*) he would keep his mouth shut about anything the Hyakuya sect discovered while Machigai was there.

Machigai seeks out the Demon Army where he successfully keeps his half vampire identity a secert until someone on his squad gets blackmailed into revealing it. Before that, he gets a cursed weapon, a pair of daggers. And lo and behold, the demon possessing the daggers is his own mother. Unfortunately since the now demonic mother didn't witness Machigai growing up, she falsey believes to be able to still shape Machiagi to her will. After getting locked up by the army, Machigai completley gives up, only wishing for his miserable existence to end (spoiler: It won't! Ever. :) ). He ultimately loses any and all trust he has in humanity or just anything in general.

After about half a year of grueling torture and some experimentation, Machigai gets freed (kidnapped) by Ferid and promptly brought to Kyoto Sangiuem. Krul Tepes, finding Machigai to be useful in her fake-ish war against humanity and whatever she's planning with Yuu and Mika, lets him be part of the japanese vampires under Ferids faction. Ferid found himself unwilling to deal with the often uncooperative and irritated new "recruit" so he did what he does best and made it Crowley's problem.

After a rather agressive and disrespectful first impression, Machigai was officially a... coworker? of Crowley and thus also Chess and Horn in Nagoya. The three got the additional task by Ferid to somehow domesticate this feral and angry stray animal and get him to open up. At least that's how Ferids orders were phrased. Shenanigans, Drama and FeelingsTM ensue.

(How did I write so much??)

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