#Harmlessly Insane

[raiyine]

Read Every Day in October

At the end of last month, I saw an advertisement for the American Cancer Society‘s Read Every Day in October Challenge. And boy did I get excited. I enjoy the opportunity to read more, and this sort of challenge is something I can easily hold myself accountable for. Typically I read nothing but Halloween/Horror in October, but I had a few books on my faith that I wanted to read as well, which…

[mechieonu]

"what's distracting you?" yeah okay what the FUCK did hori tell studio bones

[housewifebuck]

Ok guys I’m writing the Maddie n Eddie Mess Around fic I need your best prank ideas

[skeletap]

had a dream a drama tv show came out about american psycho where luis was just as bonkers are patrick. but it essentially opened with patrick being invited over luis' for dinner and patricks like ok cool im gonna kill him now. only for luis to turn around and be like "okaaaay pat ♥️🥰 i love you soooo much! so now im gonna chase you around new york city with a machete ♥️♥️♥️". and you know what. pat was kinda into it.

[maddilynmuse]

Memory Of Helplessness

CW: Gore, Crushing, Temporary Character Death, Guilt, Vomit.

Hurt, no comfort. Isabeau POV. Technically everyone is there but only Isabeau and Siffrin are mentioned in much depth.

I saw this post for @mari-lair ‘s “Siffrin, more like Sif’s Out” AU and immediately got possessed by angst demons. Please note this post might have spoilers for upcoming comics in that AU, though also, this story isn’t going to make much sense without it.

Also, spoilers for the base game of In Stars and Time too. You’ve been warned!

The King’s Speech washed over Isabeau for the whatever-eth time only to be cut off by Mirabelle for the whatever-eth time. As much as Isa was actually good with numbers, he’d long ago given up on counting these loops, all of them had. It’d just make you go insane. There were enough things driving them insane, including the pit in their guts—snack time had stopped filling it a long time ago, this loop they didn’t even bother.

“Flower for you,” Siffrin said, giving it to their greatest enemy like it was nothing.

It meant nothing. It was just random (at least so Isa liked to tell himself).

Mirabelle put up their Adorable Moving Shield as the King charged his attack. However many loops ago, Isabeau would’ve started buffing defenses, but they were well past the need for that… mostly. Siffrin hadn’t even gotten to level 47 this loop, and maybe they could’ve done a better job of letting him feel useful, but that was fine. It’d reset and he wouldn’t remember a thing. As much as it’d hurt the first few times they did this, it was easier on everyone just to let Siffrin stay down.

Anyways, Isabeau punched at the king with his Paper Mache gloves. There was no triumph to it anymore even as hit points got shaved off like they were fighting a Tristess. Odile followed up with Paper Alpha V. Already down a third. It wasn’t always so easy to beat him. The King’s attack washed over all of them, the majority of it bouncing harmlessly off the shield. Siffrin was almost down. It stung Isabeau’s heart to see the way Sif’s one eye looked to Bonnie, to Mirabelle, then to the rest of them, just like it had the last few times they came here, so he didn’t look. He didn’t look their way at all. No one did.

Maybe they could’ve stopped him if they had.

Isabeau instead braced himself for a blow from the King, eyes screwing shut by instinct….

“I CAN HELP!”

c r A C K

The smell of copper. A horrible drip of blood on stone as the King raised an oversized fist. The feeling of something warm and sticky sprayed on Isabeau’s legs, his torso, maybe just a bit on his face. His eyes opened before his mind could tell them it was a bad idea.

“… Sif?”

Was that Sif? It was hard to tell. There was almost no darkless left. Or any face. Or distinctly human features at all. Mostly just fabric and pulp. The hat, also no longer darkless, floated down from the King’s fist, landing in the puddle of blood and bone dust.

This…

Hah. This was probably what he looked like under the rock. The King is a rock type, after all.

A hysteric laugh at the not-funny not-a-joke escaped Isabeau’s laugh as he tried to take in what he was seeing. His hand went down to tug at the suddenly-stained fabric as though he could still pick them up. “Siffrin?”

How? How did this happen? This wasn’t supposed to happen! It never happened before! Siffrin was supposed to be knocked out! To end up hitting the floor, maybe busted up, maybe bleeding a little, but only normal battle wounds! The King couldn’t kill them until the end, right?

Right?

And, well, sure! Siffrin got the Memory of Useless Idiot. It lowered their stats, but that was fine! With Mirabelle’s Memory of Sadness, they barely needed to fight. And, yeah, they’d been trying to read those Headache Books any time the rest of them looked away for even a second, but it’d come back at snack time, right? Which they… skipped…

“ooooooh….. you must’ve known this would happen. though that look on your face…… perhaps I was mistaken…… either way, Vaugaurde will be preserved.”

They drove him to this. They all drove him to his death. They were supposed to protect him, supposed to make sure he at least lived, and now he was a splatter on the floor again-

“Siffarooni?”

Isabeau reached out once more to the pile of meat and cloth and-

START AGAIN START AGAIN PLEASE START AGAIN-

He awoke to see his hands, free of blood, hovering above grass.

[Isabeau got Memory of Helplessness! When equipped, it makes Siffrin more likely to take damage for him in battle!]

Isabeau threw up.

[keferon]

Huuurgh, First Aid angrily yelled at Vortex one day after pulling out the latest pilot. Whacking out his frustration rather harmlessly. Somehow dreading every call he gets and hating how familiar he becomes with the routine. Demanding that Vortex let’s even one come back alive.

Maybe the cockpit closing while First Aid’s still inside. No matter what he does he can’t open the hatch. The controls won’t listen to him. It doesn’t open till another rescue time finds them. Turns out the Quintessons came back for a double ambush, the group Aid originally came with is dead. They say it’s a miracle First Aid is alive, and clever to use the mech to hide.

Problem is that First Aid is over 100 miles from the ambush. And not once did he touch the controls to move the damn thing.

Yes yes YES Y E S

I imagine them getting in a fight.

I imagine First Aid at some point just sinking his fingers into the seat, which still has brown bloodstains on it from the previous pilot, and stopping doing anything. He just holds on tight so he doesn't hit the walls of the cockpit, because the mech's movements are very abrupt, jerky and chaotic.

He's just. His fingers are white from exertion, his heart is doing a thousand beats a minute, his mouth is dry. He remembers what happens to the people who pilot this mech, he remembers clearly because he personally has to scrape their remains off the console.

So he drops the controls, he doesn't touch the buttons, he just grips the seat and watches what happens.

And what's happening actually mesmerizes him. The mech is fierce and unstoppable and bloody insane, but First Aid should stop looking but he doesn't want to.

[exhaslo]

hellooo.

I have been reading your stories for a long time, I am totally in love with your writing, and I was wondering if you could accept my requestI've had this story in my head for a while.

basically Miguel is secretly sleeping with the mechanics of the spider society, because they have a "deal" where Miguel can use it wherever he wants, but without any feelings involved of course.

but Miguel ends up falling in love with her, and one day when they fuck, he confesses to her in desperation, because he sees how other spiders are starting to flirt with her, so he decides to confess to have her for himself, which she accepts.

that's all, you can add more things if you like, thank you very much :""

no matter how long you have to wait, take your time

Hello!! Hello! Thank you so much for reading my stories and enjoying them!!! It means a lot to me~

Sorry it took so long for me to get to your request, I was on a small hiatus, (still am actually haha)

Warning: MINORS DNI, smut, p in v, jealousy, rough sex, dirty talk, possessiveness

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The atmosphere felt stiff. Normally the basement of the Spider Society did have a thick and sweaty undertone, but this was different. Miguel was standing at the entrance of your shop, watching a few other Spider men flirt with you.

You were the local mechanic at the Spider Society. In your universe, you got bit by a radioactive spider, but instead of fighting crime like everyone else, you built equipment. You were known as The Spider, in your world, a genius mechanic who made tools and gizmos that stopped crime without you getting your hands dirty.

When Miguel recruited you, he immediately requested that you help him with his Spider Society. You agreed on one condition.

Just a simple fuck.

You were still a Spider, you had your own version of a funny bone. It was crude and a very lewd sense of humor, but it helped stick you out from the rest. You didn't expect Miguel to say yes. Hell, no one ever took you seriously when you made your jokes.

It was the best sex of your life, you couldn't just stop there. So, the two of you made an agreement. You would have free range in the Spider Society to do as you please and Miguel would fuck you when he needed to destress.

No emotions involved.

That seemed to be easy for the both of you. Seemed. So, the fact that you felt a wave of guilt wash over you as you made eye contact with Miguel hurt. You were just harmlessly joking with some of the other Spider people who were flirting with you. It was all harmless, but why...

Why did Miguel have to give you such a look?

You didn't have time to call out to him since he left. You could feel your heart ache. You weren't supposed to have feelings for Miguel, but how could you? The endless meet ups for sex turned into deep conversations between the two of you. You fell for Miguel and now you were worried that he believed your 'no emotions' agreement.

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Miguel scoffed as he stormed into his office. His hand rushed to fix his hair as he tried to make sense of the scene he just saw. How dare others try to get near you? You were Miguel's and his alone. Just watching you smile towards another man irked Miguel.

This 'no emotions' agreement had to come to an end. You belonged to Miguel and no one else. Inhaling deeply, Miguel waited to calm down before sending you a message. He needed alone time with you to fuck the sense back into your mind.

Once you responded back to him, Miguel couldn't help but smile. It pleased him when you listened. Now, you just had to listen to his demand for you to stay away from others.

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A heavy sigh escaped your lips as you finished tightening up one of the reactors. The amount of strain that they got due to all of the Spiders working out in the Society was insane. You could handle the work, but Miguel was far too busy to make more.

"(Y/N)? Is now a bad time?" Miguel asked as he casually walked into the basement.

You walked down the wall you were on, "Ah, welcome to my humble lair. For what can I offer you this time, my lord." You teased, enjoying a little cult joke here and there. Miguel, once again, was unamused,

"You always make me seem like the bad guy," He hummed, glancing in your direction, "I suppose I am to you, huh?"

"If I recall correctly, I made the advance." You hummed, approaching Miguel and pressing your body against his, "Are you here for business or pleasure?"

"Both,"

You felt your heart begin to race as Miguel gripped your waist, pressing you against the wall. His lips roughly sucking against your neck as you felt his harden erection grind against your clothed cunt. Oh, how you loved his rough sex.

Miguel was like a feral beast whenever he fucked you. The man was clearly touch starved and he released all of his stress with you. It was a blissful moment for you. Never had you been so rough handled before, but shit, it felt good.

You gasped sharply as Miguel's hands already worked their way into your suit. Unlike the other Spiders, you had the basic mechanic pants as your bottom half of your spandex suit. It just felt more comfortable for you when saving the day.

"Already so wet. We're you getting off on the idea of others flirting with you?" Miguel hissed into your ear as his fingers feverishly rubbed your clit.

"Hah~ Ah~ N-No!" You gasped and moaned, gripping onto Miguel as he abused your sensitive bud.

"Could have fooled me." Miguel whispered harshly as he nibbled against your ear, "Your pussy is so wet and I haven't even touched your slutty hole yet."

"M-Miguel, n-not so-Ah~" You cried, twitching as you felt your climax approaching fast.

His fingers were rubbing and pinching your clit, making your body shiver in estasy. You moaned in his ear as you felt yourself cum against his fingers alone. Your vision was blurred for a second as you tried to regain composure.

"We're not done yet." Miguel huffed.

With a yelp, you felt your self being lifted. Miguel made quick work of your pants and smirked at the sight of you. Your pussy dripping for him, just waiting to be ravished. You were clenching to air, waiting for Miguel to give you what you wanted.

"Who does this pussy belong too?" Miguel asked as he took out his dick.

"You," You whimpered, biting your lip as you eagerly awaited for him to fill you.

"Who?"

"You, Miguel! Please, just...just fuck me already." You begged.

Miguel scoffed as he slowly poked his tip against your hole. His grip was tight against your waist, watching you tremble against him. Your poor hole just begging for him to shove his dick fully inside you. Miguel could barely contain himself. With a grunt, he started to thrust into you,

"Fuck, (Y/N), why can't you listen to me?" Miguel cussed as he slapped his hips into yours, "You are mine alone. This agreement was just for the two of us."

"I-It is!" You cried, holding onto Miguel as you felt his dick hit all the right spots.

You flung your head back, gasping and moaning as Miguel's tip kept kissing your cervix. His thick dick stretching your pussy into his shape. Each rough thrust making you see stars. You could already feel another heat building in your core.

"You aren't allowed to flirt with anyone else. You are mine. I don't want to see my girl with another man. Do I make myself clear?"

"Y-Yes! Ah~ Y-Yes!" You cried as his thumb pressed against your clit, "I-I'm only yours~"

Miguel hummed as he watched your face contort with pleasure as you cam against his dick. His lips curled into a smile as he continued his rough thrusts into your needy hole. Miguel inhaled the sounds of your moans,

"I love you, (Y/N). You're all I ever need and want. So, I'm changing the agreement."

Grunting, Miguel pressed his head against your neck, rutting deeper into you. His thrusts starting to grow sloppy as he reached for his own high.

"You can still do whatever...nh...you want, with extra bonuses," Miguel panted as you clenched around his dick, "And in exchange, you will belong to me and no one else. I will fill you with every drop I have, just to make you mine."

"H-Hah, M-Miguel~"

"Unless your slutty pussy wants to be put on display for everyone to watch me fuck. It's your choice (Y/N)." Miguel scoffed.

You were too fucked out to even register what Miguel was saying. All you were understanding was that he was going to fuck you more if you agreed. Your cock drunk mind already knew the answer.

"Y-Yours. I-I'm all yours~" You cried out.

"Good girl," Miguel whispered and he filled your with his cum, "I knew you would agree. This pussy wouldn't let me go." He said with a chuckle.

You were a panting mess, relaxing from the sex session Miguel gave you. Feeling your back against one of your tables, you whimpered as you tried to squirm. Miguel kept you in place, his dick still firmly inside your abused hole.

"Miguel," You whimpered, finally coming back to your senses, "You know...my sense of humor is fucked...I've only ever had eyes for you," You admitted.

Miguel just smiled. He hummed lowly as his hips started to thrust inside you again slowly.

"A-Ah~ W-Wait, t-too much..." You pleaded, feeling him push back his cum into your womb. Miguel held your legs over his shoulders,

"Have you already forgotten what you agreed too? You belong to me now and this pussy doesn't want to let go of me just yet. Don't you want me to fill you to the brim?"

You felt a shiver run down your spine towards his words. Miguel was always a bit cruel when it came to sex, but goddamn. Such a threat turned you on so much. With a whimper, you just nodded and accepted the abuse your cunt was about to recieve.

"Good girl. I'll treat you nicely for behaving for me."

This was nice? Miguel was pounding you like a flesh of meat. His dick twitching inside you and filling you up with each thrust. You felt your mind go hazy from cumming again. This felt more like Miguel making sure that you knew that you were his.

You weren't sure how long Miguel fucked you for since you blacked out. When you came too, you were sitting on Miguel's lap as he worked on a new reactor. Your mind was still a little fuzzy and your lower half was sore.

"Damn....Miguel...could have been a little gentle?" You whispered, winching as you tried to move.

"You didn't ask," Was all Miguel said before returning to work.

"Fair enough," You replied before sighing softly, "I love you too, Miguel."

Miguel stopped working once more before facing you. His eyes were soft as he leaned down to kiss you. This was one of the agreements during your 'no emotions' contract. No kissing. So this was really, really nice.

"Mhm, you couldn't have gotten jealous sooner?" You chuckled lowly, wrapping your arms around his neck, "I like this evil side of yours~"

"It's not evil. Stop joking like that," Miguel grumbled before leaning towards your ear, "Or else I'll have to punish you."

A punishment well worth.

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I hope you enjoyed!!!!

[spinji]

I NEED TO YAP ABOUT THIS MOVIE MY GOD-

YOU'RE NEXT SPOILERS UNDER CUT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaokayokay-

Can I just say I DO NOT recommend seeing this the same day as watching the new episode because I have had a DAY-

Unfortunately, the theater I went to didn't have the booklets or promotional cups but not a huge loss. It's the price I pay to have my boyfriend by my side; worth it. ♡

As with all my other MHA theater outings the screening was packed with delightful weirdos (dubbed, if you happen to care). One guy had an extensive set of custom MHA lego guys (very cool) and two very enthusiastic Toga cosplayers were so kind and kept me from feeling like a dork going out in public in a Deku wig. All the love to them, fr.

The movie itself though ohhhhh MY~

If I'm being honest this one didn't surpass World Heroes Mission or Heroes Rising for me, but also I don't know what you could do to beat out the movies that gave me such extreme brainrot it got me to be a part of this fandom in the first place. Personal rankings for the movies, best to "worst" is 3, 2, 4, 1.

Maybe it's because I had higher expectations instead of being given the best character in the franchise suddenly with no warning but I did still really REALLY love it. The highest point I can give it is easily the animation. Absolutely zero scenes in this movie feel like they fell to the standard of the anime. Everything was fluid and detailed and so fun to look at. And yes, of course it made every attack flashy as fuck. I was giddy every time Bakugou let out an explosion.

The premise did sound insane going in, and it is, but it's an anime side movie. Caring about the plot is a bonus, not a requirement. I guess my only real gripe is that it felt a little too fast? Very few scenes had time to breathe and unlike the other movies there wasn't really any slow establishing opening. If you come to MHA exclusively for the action, I think this one will be your new favorite.

Okay- I'm gonna just bullet point my highlights because I'm barely restrained enough to sit down and type.

First of all GIULIO!!!

Listen- I knew I would love this guy but oh my god babygirl~

He responds to literally everyone approaching him by pointing a gun at them. No comment this is just great

When Deku tells him to stop shooting at someone, he just pulls out a SECOND GUN and points it at him too

His motorcycle also has guns. Ngl I have expected his eye implant to also have a gun for a moment there.

He is SUCH an asshole to Deku in the first half and I love it. Their dialogue exchanges were so funny.

And in the second half he just,,,,cracks under the pressure so hard,, Man is having the WORST day of his life fr. It's really nice to know he and Anna are safe at UA rn. Poor things deserve it.

Anna and Giulio are really cute romantically, Giulio is definitely adult but he's going in the Deku harem anyway. You can't stop me, I am capable of worse.

Anna herself unfortunately doesn't get much time since she spends most of the movie mind controlled but she's harmlessly sweet and adorable. Anna they could never make me hate you.

I want to smear Dark Might across the side of a wall and given how much they overanimated his expressions, I believe this is the intended effect.

Am I the only one that hopes he sees the Mech Might livestream just to rub salt in the wound? Don't you dare let All Might's name fall from your mouth again, you bag of scum.

I really REALLY wanted Izuku to get pissed off and start naming off inconsistencies between how All Might and Dark Might look: "His eyes are SKY blue, not ocean blue, and while his broad features don't make it obvious, his chin was actually much slimmer, also you got the silver age colors wrong-!" alas... you know he was thinking it though-

Big tiddy mind control gf Deborah my beloved- she has pretty privileges for everything

Actually a lot of the lesser goons of the family were kind of dorky and odd. I loved the energy! Why was one of them literally a D&D nerd that put on a wizard robe OVER HIS SUIT. Most entertaining movie villian group for sure.

The personal dreams everyone had under the mind control? Kill me. Kill me right the fuck now!

Shoto literally just wants a happy childhood with his family??? Where Touya wants to play with him????? And Rei was still happy????? UUGAHWAAAAAAAA

Tenya and Tensei being heroes together STOP-

Shoji with the little girl he saaaaaaved,,,and he didn't have his face scars anymoooooore,,,

So glad they didn't show Ochako's because you know they would have just animated that what if pixel animation of her and Toga being childhood friends and I would have vomited in sorrow.

Absolutely infuriating they broke continuity to have Katsuki call Izuku "Deku" and not "De-Izuku". Never forget what they took from us.

"Beat it, cool side character!" is the best line in the movie. Katsuki does not forget what happened with Rody and he does NOT forgive.

Followed closely by "I'm falling down crotch-first!" And you wonder why I write the fics I do about you, Deku-

Deku being a legend as a jailbreaker hunter is so amazing?? Yes baby, they're so scared of you! You're doing amazing sweetie!

I might think of more but tldr: YOU'RE NEXT IS A REALLY FUN TIME AND YOU SHOULD WATCH IT!

[agirlandherquill]

the thirteenth day of writemas

day 13, a rather superstitious number, and some may say i tempt fate by favouring 13 as my lucky number, but it's my first official day of christmas break, i'm home, and in a very eager writing mood - so i'll be joining you all alongside today's prompts with my own entry, whether it comes minutes after this post goes live or an hour later, we shall see, but for now i'm looking forward to seeing what you all come up with!

the rules, for those of you that are new or simply need a refresher: choose a prompt from the list, write something and share your creation with the rest of writeblr, and share the game with others, because as we all know writing is a gift and it deserves to be shared! and of course, tag me in your responses because i cannot wait to see them!

p.s - the game is open to all, as discussed in the invitation post - which, if you'd like to be added to the tag list, is still being monitored for newcomers and late additions - all are welcome to the game!

now for the part you're all here to see - the prompts!

Prompt List:

Dialogue Prompts:

"On your knees. You will bow to me, you will kiss my boot, or I shall find reason not to spare you."

"Why did I do it? Why does anyone do anything? Simple. Revenge."

"I wished on my beating, broken heart for a way out of this. I wished, and my salvation never came."

Setting Prompts:

A vehicle

A dinner

A rooftop

Narration Prompts:

They cursed, they swore, they damned, but each word bounced harmlessly from her mind. She paid them no heed. What good were words when she had knives?

He drove his fist into the ice, desperate, he beat and he beat against the frozen barrier until it was bloody, but even then, the ice would not break.

The damage was done. The ruin irreparable. It would leave scars and plenty of them, but at least, along with the pain, there remained a story to tell.

Feeling Prompts:

The heat of a stare

The ache of longing

The burn of poison

(because i'm insanely overeager, this post like its predecessor will be going live at 00:01 UK Time, apologies to those of you that receive it early but hey, early presents are still pretty good presents :) )

eagerly awaiting your creations, and as always, happy holidays!

~ A Girl And Her Quill

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[turquoisephoenix]

It's a well-known fact that entering the underworld will often transform you into a member of the Undead, but WHAT you turn into is completely random. Most of the time, a hapless loser tumbling into the spooky depths just harmlessly poofs into a deader, paler version of themselves - a zombie, skeleton, or a ghost that still has most of their personality left intact, albeit with a new corpse-y body odor and a newfound appreciation for brains pies.

This did not happen to some elf named Olav. No, when HE accidentally fell into the Valley of the Undead, bones cracked and hair fell out as he writhed about and horrifically transformed into a ghost-eating ghoul, the apex predator of the Undead that "cleans up" lingering spirits and purifies them so they can move on to the next life. By eating them.

Going from "just a dude, just a regular dude" to "Apex Predator of the ghost world complete with sharp teeth and rending claws in which to better chew on bones and zombie flesh" is bound to drive anyone insane so Olav Ghost Roaster feels a tiny bit unhinged because he had to claw his way back into sentience over time. He's been told that he's eaten an entire village several times. He doesn't remember that village, even if he forever carries the proof of his punishment.

He's fine now, thankfully. He thinks. He hopes. Now he's the Skylander most likely to tells the new students at the Academy increasingly cryptic and harrowing advice as he tries to relearn how to be a chef again, because his transformation has really thrown his taste buds all out of whack and most people don't like eating ectoplasm. Another hobby he has on the side is trying to figure just who he was before he became a ghoul. Did he have family. Did he have friends. HOW long was he in a weird feral state before Eon found him. Was it just one village. Like I said, he's fine. He's fine fine fine. Everything is fineFINEFINE.

[novankenn]

Power of the... MIME!!!

Utter & Complete Insanity Story Collection

Inspired by THIS by @razorblade180

/==/

Pyrrha: ...

Jaune said nothing as he stood there, after snapping his fingers. He had warned Pyrrha that he would be showing her his true power. Pyrrha couldn't say she wasn't energized and ecstatic about the potential to see what her "not so secret crush" was truly capable of...

Pyrrha: ...

(image generated using Perchance AI text-to-image)

This WAS not it...

Jaune suddenly stepped before Pyrrha, and started acting as if he was pushing against a solid barrier, maybe a wall...

Pyrrha: WHAT THE...?

The burst of weapon fire from the rogue Atlas Knight units burst harmlessly in the air before them, and Pyrrha was getting a massive migraine attempting to justify what was happening before her.

Pyrrha: SERIOUSLY???

Jaune has pivoted about in a flourish before making finger guns, and silently flicked his wrists backward slightly as if dealing with actual recoil... each one of the Knight Units fell... crumpling to the ground as if struck...

Pyrrha: Jaune look out!

Pyrrha warned as a group of three White Fang combatants rushed around a corner weapons raised. Jaune raised one hand about his head, rolling his wrist as if swinging a lasso...

White Fang: WHAT THE??? / HEY??? / I CAN'T MOVE!!

Pyrrha weaved on her feet as with a vicious yank the trio of White Fang found them sprawled on the ground in a heap. Jaune looked at Pyrrha, smiled his dopey loveable smile and offered her his arm.

[blorbocedes]

as an ancient nico fan, i wanted to ask you, like, what made you notice him, even though he has long quit the sport? this is interesting to me, because i know why he is such an exemplary star, and i was worried that the time will be unforgiving to him, to his achievements or his talents, but thankfully i was proven wrong!

I wanted to be an informed hater and turned into a lover instead 😅

when I got in f1 around 2022 nico was regarded widely as a joke youtuber/fandom villain, but also the allure of brocedes~ that apparently a childhood best friend broke up an entire friendship and betrayal just to win the championship, well that's just a delicious narrative

so I was fully ready to hate on the guy because everyone else did and I wanted to fit in. only problem is I didn't know the guy. he retired in 2016 I don't know shit about him, beyond him being harmlessly cringe on commentary. so to be an effective and accurate hater I set on a journey to find out more about this rosberg dude and all the evils he did~

what made me notice him is that he was really pretty (I'm not gonna lie, I wouldn't have cared as much if he looked like kubica), he was the son of the wdc who won a wdc in the nepotism failbaby sport, and he'd beaten lewis hamilton in his prime while also having been childhood friends (what!!!)

I would watch his YouTube videos, esp the ones in the sim/track analysis where he'd explain the best way to optimise a track and then do a q&a, and he was so knowledgable and his enthusiasm was infectious. like did I understand what downshifting was? no. was I riveted hearing him explain why milliseconds of downshifting at the exact time on a corner matters? absolutely. that's when I was like oh he knows what he's talking about, like from a technical standpoint and not just I'm driving the car.

the more I learned about him the more fascinating he became, the five languages but not his father's, the way he was perceived by the media vs his actual personality, being the youngest ever test driver at 17, scoring points and fastest lap on debut (!!!), people thinking he only got the seat bc daddy was a world champion, enduring the britneyfication for long hair/feminine. he's also so fast, like his monaco pole laps are something out of a beautyyyyy. and then being paired up with fucking michael schumacher, having the midfield campaigns of all time at the same time while his peers and friends are winning championships. I also found him using every tactic at his disposal incredibly clever, like why shouldn't you play the media if you speak 5 languages and know german media will be more sympathetic vs british media will paint you as cold and unfeeling. his 2016 campaign that actually started after 2015 USGP when he lost the wdc -- the complete self control, restraint and putting yourself through the impossible and making it on the other side. and yet his winning radio was telling his wife WE did it, not me/i. even though it was the greatest personal achievement he never shied away from his wife's role in it and even his decision to retire is really admirable. he did it and he got to leave it behind on a high, which I think is almost impossible in f1 to do.

I think I'd have been more insane if I got to watch him live, nico the f1 driver and nico the happily retired girldad are kind of distinct entities and I enjoy both but in separate ways ofc.

but please if you (anyone reading this) was a nico fan back when he was racing how was that like!!!! how was 2016 like for you!!! and Living Through it live

[bloodgulchblog]

What are some of your favorite examples of Chief telling jokes/being a little shit bc personally I’m eternally fond of the one in Halo CE where he purposefully crashes a banshee to mess with Cortana

I am going to go way overkill on this assignment, one sec...

Fall of Reach: In general, John being a win-focused baby jackass as a kid and having to learn about teamwork under threat of Kelly and Sam kicking his ass.

Also Cortana learning oh, of course, he's insane.

"No thanks to your driving, yes," and that thing where Cortana accidentally teleports him upside down and he gives his own helmet a little thump about it in CE.

Flashback in First Strike

Permission to leave the station to give the Covenant back their bomb in Halo 2. Also honorable mention Cortana: "Unfortunately for us both, I like crazy."

I think there's a lot of characterization of John in not just the bits where he says something that's a joke, but in the things he just lets people say to him without refuting, like when Johnson's fussing over him a bit at the start of 3 and is just like one of these days you're gonna land on something as stubborn as you are and John doesn't argue with him about it or even say anything back. You get this sense that he enjoys people being a little harmlessly exasperated with him. He loves being the big crazy bastard that everyone's kind of amazed with but also wants to strangle.

Telling Cortana "Thought I'd try shooting my way out, mix things up a little" near the end of Halo 3. (I'm getting a little sidetracked but I see so much tenderness with him playing confident about getting Cortana out of there at the end of 3 when she is so so so bad off.)

The bit in Escalation where Hood tells him he could make Admiral if he wanted and Chief tells him "the Admiral" doesn't have the same ring to it and Hood's like "Was that a joke, son? I didn't know you had it in you."

In general I felt like he didn't joke as much in 4 and 5 (and I think that's for obvious reasons given how bad he is doing) but I also do not have 4 and 5 inscribed on my soul the way I have CE-3, so I might be incorrect here. He's also just never funny in Denning Halo novels for me (part of why his characterization grates me in those) but Denning's sense of humor and mine seem to just never intersect ever and it's more of a style thing.

Chief deadpan joking with Esparza and Weapon in Infinite meant a lot to me because it felt like a return to form. The "Requires a hack." "Can you do that?" "No." CRUNCH! bit at the start in particular was like oh my god yes, yes they did it they found him again my boy is home I missed him.

[ghostlyglimmer]

Unlikely Roads Chapter 2: Ghosts on Their Tail

Summary:

Danny and his rival, Wes Weston, join forces to escape the GIW. On a tense road trip, they uncover personal truths and forge an unexpected bond while battling both the GIW and their own conflicts.

The motorcycle sputtered as they sped through the darkened streets of Amity Park. Danny kept glancing over his shoulder, scanning the shadows for any sign of the GIW. The quiet hum of the night felt too still, too unnatural, as if the calm itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to go wrong.

“How long until they—” Danny started..

“There!” Wes cut him off, his voice sharp. He pointed ahead at the road just as the faint glimmer of headlights appeared in the distance, followed by the unmistakable silhouette of a black van. The Ghost Investigation Ward had found them.

“Go faster!” Danny shouted, gripping the back of the seat tighter.

“What do you think I’m trying to do?” Wes snapped back, twisting the throttle as hard as it would go. The bike roared—well, more like it coughed—but it picked up speed, weaving between the streets as the van behind them surged closer.

Danny’s heart pounded as the van’s sleek, high-tech frame came into clearer view. The GIW wasn’t playing around. Their vehicle was far more advanced than Wes’s rustbucket bike, and it was gaining on them fast.

As if to prove the point, a sudden hum filled the air, followed by a flash of light. The van had deployed a drone, its small frame zipping toward them with alarming speed.

"Great, they've got toys," Danny muttered.

The drone flew overhead, scanning the street below with red, glowing sensors. Danny knew they couldn’t risk being seen, not with cameras everywhere. If his ghost powers showed up on any footage, it’d only make things worse.

“I’ll handle it,” Danny said, already phasing his body into Phantom mode. Wes glanced over his shoulder, eyes widening.

“Wait—don’t you dare—”

But Danny ignored him. His white hair flared into view as he shifted, floating just above the motorcycle. He reached out with one hand, concentrating hard as green energy crackled in his palm. A quick burst of ecto-energy shot toward the drone, scrambling its circuits. The thing fizzled out mid-air and crashed to the ground with a satisfying clunk.

"Got it," Danny said, transforming back before any security cameras could catch the sight.

“Are you insane?” Wes yelled. “They have cameras everywhere! If they catch you using your powers—"

“They’re not catching anything,” Danny snapped. “I took out the drone, didn’t I?”

“Not the point!”

As they rounded another corner, the van swerved sharply behind them, coming dangerously close. Danny cursed under his breath. He wasn’t sure how much longer Wes could keep the bike ahead of the GiW’s gear.

The van lurched forward again, and the back doors swung open. Two agents, clad in their signature white-and-black uniforms, stepped out, hoisting some kind of weapon that looked like a souped-up net launcher.

“They’ve got something,” Danny said, tension running through his voice.

“No kidding!” Wes yelled, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. “Do something, Phantom! That’s your thing, right?”

Danny scowled. “I am doing something.” He shifted into ghost form again, barely visible in the moonlight. With a quick surge of power, he raised a wall of ectoplasmic energy behind them. The net launcher fired, but the net bounced off harmlessly, the agents cursing in frustration.

“Nice try!” Danny called back.

The wall of energy collapsed just as quickly as it formed, and Danny phased back onto the bike. Wes swerved them into a side street, trying to lose the van on the narrower roads. But the GiW was relentless, their high-tech vehicle navigating the tight turns with ease.

“They’re not giving up,” Wes muttered, breathless. “We’re screwed.”

“We’re not screwed,” Danny said, though he wasn’t entirely sure of that. “We just need to get out of town. They’ll have to back off eventually.”

“Out of town? On this thing?” Wes threw a glance at the sputtering bike beneath them. “We won’t make it five miles before it falls apart.”

“We’ll figure it out!” Danny said, though frustration leaked into his tone. They were running out of time, and options.

A sharp turn later, the van was still close behind, but Danny spotted something—an overpass up ahead, leading to a freeway. It was risky, but if they could lose the GiW there, they might stand a chance of escaping.

“Head for the overpass,” Danny instructed.

Wes didn’t argue this time. He veered onto the ramp, the bike straining under the effort but holding together for now. The van followed, but the narrow incline worked to their advantage. It slowed down just enough for Danny to get an idea.

“Hold on,” Danny said, his eyes narrowing in focus. He phased out of his seat again, flying above the bike as the overpass loomed ahead. With a deep breath, he summoned as much energy as he could muster and let loose a pulse of ectoplasmic force. It shot out like a shockwave, sending debris and rubble from the overpass onto the road below.

The van skidded, its tires screeching as it was forced to stop, unable to navigate the sudden mess. The agents inside shouted in frustration as they were blocked by the debris.

“Ha! Got ‘em,” Danny said, flashing back into his human form just as Wes pulled onto the freeway.

For the first time in what felt like forever, the sound of the GIW’s pursuit faded into the distance. The only noise now was the hum of the bike’s struggling engine and the wind whipping past their faces.

They were free. For now.

But the silence that settled between them was heavy, filled with all the words they hadn’t had time to exchange during the chase. Wes finally pulled into a deserted rest stop on the outskirts of town and killed the engine. The bike gave a pitiful cough before falling silent.

“Okay,” Wes said, sliding off the seat, his voice tight with anger. “What the hell was that?”

Danny climbed off after him, stretching his legs. “I saved our lives. You’re welcome.”

Wes turned on him, his face red with frustration. “Saved our lives? You made this mess in the first place!”

“What are you talking about?” Danny shot back. “I didn’t send the GiW after you. That’s all on you for poking around where you shouldn’t have.”

“I was trying to expose you! To warn people about the real threat! Maybe if you’d been a little more careful with your secret, we wouldn’t be running for our lives right now!”

Danny stepped closer, the anger rising in his chest. “Oh, so it’s my fault the GIW is out there torturing people? You should’ve listened to me about them months ago!”

“I didn’t know it would go this far!” Wes yelled. “I didn’t know they’d come after me like this. But you did, didn’t you? You knew they were capable of this!”

Danny paused, gritting his teeth. Wes wasn’t wrong. He’d always known the GiW was dangerous, more than anyone gave them credit for. But hearing it from Wes stung in a way he hadn’t expected.

“We’re not going to get anywhere blaming each other,” Danny finally muttered, running a hand through his hair. “We need a plan.”

Wes crossed his arms, still fuming but clearly exhausted. “Fine. Plan. What’s your genius idea, Phantom?”

Danny let out a slow breath. “You said your uncle’s place, right? Florida or Alaska?”

“Yeah,” Wes said. “Both are pretty far. But we don’t have a choice. The GiW won’t stop hunting us down unless we get far enough away. And fast.”

Danny frowned. “Florida’s closer, but it’s still a long ride on this junk pile. We could be sitting ducks.”

“So you’d rather Alaska? You know how cold it is up there? And I doubt you have any winter clothes packed.”

Danny shook his head, frustrated. Neither option was great, and with the GIW tailing them, they didn’t have time to waste.

“We don’t have much time,” Danny muttered. “But we’ll have to pick one.”

Wes stared at him, waiting. Danny stared back. It was the last thing either of them wanted, but for now, they were stuck together.

[buckysdolls]

The Right Date

Damian Priest One Shot

TW: Mild Language, Implied sexual encounter 18+ really

The WWE was your home. Your shelter. Your life. Ever since you were a teeny toddler, being held in the arms of your brother Paul, wrestling and most importantly WWE was all you’d ever known. Paul known to the wrestling world as Triple H always had you backstage at shows as his cheerleader, you were always making the strong men feel broody as they tried to make you laugh through your chubby cheeks. Thus when you reached fifteen you laced up your first ever pair of boots and never looked back. Fast forward fourteen years and you’ve reached the same level of stardom as your inspiration, your brother. 

He watched in awe from the flat screen backstage, every little detail about you made him crumble. The way the crowd cheered for you, your ring gear hugging you in places he wished he could and your smile, you damned smile whenever he witnessed it, it would push him over the edge. Most of the guys in the locker room knew you were not to be played with due to their boss, Paul, being well… their boss and your brother. It was kind of an unspoken rule… ‘The boss’ sister… off limits’ though that didn’t stop you harmlessly flirting and that didn’t stop him innocently wishing you were his and taking advantage of every conversation with you. Whether it be backstage, photo and signing ops or interviews. Damian Priest truly adored everything about you. And you? You were just too modest to see it. 

“Thought I’d find you here” Priest didn’t need to turn around to know it was his road and Judgement Day buddy Balor.

“I never miss a match, she always comes running up to me to get feedback.” Priest replied, his eyes fixated on the match between yourself and Bayley. 

“Yeah course, nothing to do with the fact you're insane about her” Balor chuckled as he patted the shoulders of Priest.

“Yeah well sometimes we can’t always have what we want so I might as well enjoy her from a distance. Being her friend is better than not being in her life at all.” Though it was painful for him to admit his feelings to Balor he continued to remain composed.

“Well I could always set you up with one of Veronica's friends? Help you get over the boss’ sister” Balor purposely emphasised the word boss by saying it louder. Priest kissed his teeth and shook his head through a chuckle.

“Nah man no need, I’m happy” Priest and Balor clasped hands pulling each other in for a hug.

“Say less man. I’ll see you at the gorilla in fifteen yeah?” Balor walked away leaving Priest to catch the closing minutes of your match and see your hand raised in victory. Priest grabbed a bottle of water and made his way to the gorilla to greet you. 

“Always a pleasure with you Pam” You hugged Bayley.

“Likewise. Catch you later” You caught sight of Priest, well it wasn’t  hard to miss the 6ft5 handsome man. You sprinted over to him letting him catch you, wrapping your legs around his waist as his arms snaked yours to support you. Your eyes were locked as you both smiled incredibly wide at each other. He tried to settle his hands further down than your waist but he instantly felt the side eyes of Paul watching you both, unwillingly but not wanting to beef with the boss he put you down and handed you the water. You chugged on the water and wiped your mouth gasping.

“So, how was it? Good, bad, average?” You looked up at Priest inquisitively.

“Great. No mistakes as far as I could see. Pace was great, kept the audience guessing”

“Nothing? really?” Your face drooped, you were always looking for ways to improve because of the high standards the company and the WWE universe held for you.

“Yeah hun. You were trained by some of the best in the business, sometimes matches are just great and that's okay. Stop doubting your natural ability and talent”

 Hun.. there he goes again, the moments he’d use that word made you feel special. You really couldn’t allow yourself to think much of it even if you really wanted to. Being with Priest was comfortable and safe just like you’d hope a relationship might be but you knew that settling for friends was better than nothing. Besides, one way to take your mind of Priest was a date. You thanked Priest before grabbing your phone from Paul as he praised you. You walked back over to Priest loading up two pictures on your phone. You’d hoped the two pictures would make Damian sweat and feel flustered as well as wanting his opinion on what you should wear tonight on your date.

“Okay, opinions please. This cute little number…” You showed Priest outfit number one, a ruby red two piece consisting of a sleeved low cut bandeau crop top and long bodycon skirt. Priest quietly growled, it was so quiet he didn’t think you’d hear, it felt like an internal thought that he didn’t realise he’d verbalised. You smiled to yourself swiping to the next picture.

“Or this one?” On your screen was you dressed in a velvet little black dress. Both pictures you had clearly posed to show off your god given womanly assets. Damian swiped between the two looking intently.

“ Red one…”

“Perfect, thank you” You smiled at Damian.

“Wait, what is it for?” Damian’s eyebrows furrowed and his arms folded over his chest.

“I have a date tonight. Don’t worry I’m staying to watch you then going.” You moved next to Damian and rested your head on his bicep so you could see the screen. He was toasty in warmth and gosh you felt incredibly turned on leaning against him. The sexual chemistry you felt for him was incredible and here you were stupidly telling him about the date you were going to go on.

“A date? Who with?” Damian asked sourly, he could feel the jealousy coursing through his blood. You tilted your head upwards, your attention taken away from the screen and onto him. You could feel Priest’s muscles had tensed and the bitterness in his voice as he spoke.

“Just some guy.” You mumbled.

“Some guy? Must be real special huh? WWE guy?” 

You nodded your head but didn't respond with who it was exactly.

“Cool. Well I’m on. Enjoy your date, yeah?” Priest walked with the rest of the Judgement Day through the curtains leaving you to catch your balance. You were good at reading people and you knew instantly Priest was not okay with this date you had planned, you just couldn’t tell if it was because he was being protective or… if it was because he was jealous and felt the sexual chemistry just as much as you did.

One hour and 30 minutes had passed, you’d be nursing the same drink the whole time you’d been waiting for your date to show up. It wasn’t like the location was out of the way, it was literally the lounge where all the superstars were staying. You’d seen WWE superstars come and go, the most embarrassing moment was Damian coming in from the arena and seeing you aimlessly swirl your straw in the dregs of your drink. He had given you one single wave and the quickest smile before looking away. You’d caught the attention of a random male who raised his glass at you, you’d never experienced so many males try to flirt with you whilst being stood up at the same time. Slumping your chin into the palm of your hand in defeat you turned over your phone that had been face down on the corner of the table. You opened up your messages with Damian. 

You: You busy?

You didn’t have to wait long for a reply, Damian had replied instantly to your message.

Damo: No, why?

You: Think I’ve been stood up :/

Damo: Want me to come save the day then huh?

You: It is kind of embarrassing sat here, dressed like this... alone. Random men keep trying it on with me…

Damo: I’ll come save the day for you.

It wasn’t long till you saw Damian emerge like he was being presented to you like some chiselled god the way the elevator doors opened and glowed behind him. Signature black shirt, a few buttons left open, black trousers and his dreads parted over each shoulder, he looked charming. Your eyes didn’t leave him once and you watched him walk over until he was sat in front of you. A waiter came over and took your drinks order.

“Good date?” Damian chuckled but stopped when he saw you could almost burst into tears.

“It’s not funny. I feel so stupid.” You whimpered, tucking your fringe behind your ears in an attempt to distract yourself from letting the tears fall. Damian gently took your hand away from your face and held it, settling them down on the table… together.

“The unnamed date is stupid, not you. He’s stupid for leaving a stunning girl like you alone. He’s stupid for letting a hot piece off ass dressed like this be alone. He’s stupid not you.” His voice was deeply angelic as he stroked hand with his thumb. You couldn’t help but chuckle at Damian’ calling you ‘a hot piece of ass’. Your drinks had been delivered and the waiter looked rather disheartened as he looked down at your hands as he previously and unsuccessfuly tried to flirt with you. A few moments passed when Austin Theory had approached your table, he took notice of the hands and huffed.

“Austin huh?” Damien raised and wiggled his eyebrows at you trying to hold back his laughter at your chosen date. You squinted your eyes at Damian now feeling even sillier. Damian let go of your hand, you’d never felt so empty, he leaned back in the chair.

“Takes time to look this good. Beat it, Priest.” Priest thinned his lips still containing his chuckles, he raised his hands into the air and pushed his chair back ready to stand. You shot up from your own chair and demanded for Priest to sit down. His face of held back laughter had now turned to confusion.

“Sit down Damian!” You firmly instructed him and on your second command he did so.

“C’mon babe? Don’t be like this, I was looking forward to our date” Damian watched on in envy as Austin’s hand tapped your bum. You shoved Austin’s away and sat in your seat.

“I’m on my date. With the person I’m supposed to be on a date with. So if you’d please excuse yourself and leave” Austin flipped the pair of you off and walked away claiming “you have no idea what you’re missing out on.”

“Egotistical prick” You mumbled under your breath.

“That melon? Really?” Damian was finally able to blurt out chuckling. 

“Shut up!” You rolled your eyes trying not to crack a smile.

“ So this is a date then?” Priest asked, leaning forward on the table.

“If that’s what you want?” You replied also leaning forward, your proxemics becoming intimate. Priest shook his head rolling his lips before speaking.

“This is what I want” He passionately grasped your cheeks into his hands and crashed his lips onto yours. You had no complaints from your end and enjoyed the most sexual tension filled kiss you’d ever had. Pulling away you laughed at Priest’s lips having smudged your lipstick all over him, you sensually wiped it for him, tracing your fingers along his lips.

The date concluded and you ended up back in Damian’s room, with your head in between his thighs enjoying listening to Priest moan as you moved your head up and down.

A loud bang at the door had stopped your flow. Priest raised his head and begged you to continue.

“Priest” Balor’s voice called out from behind the door.

“Ignore it” Priest sighed in enjoyment, throwing his head back as you continued.

“Priest! Open up”

“Nah I can’t enjoy this whilst Balor is calling out your name!” You jolted up wrapping your body in the duvet hinting at Priest to open up. Resentfully, Priest threw on some bottoms and opened the door a jar. 

“What's up man?” Priest asked as Balor looked him up and down.

“Are you coming out?” Balor tried to rear his head round to get a better view of the room.

“Think I’m just going to chill.”

“Hi Balor!” You called out standing in frame so he could barely see you. Balor’s eyes grew wide and fell back onto Priest’s. Balor cheekily smiled and began nodding his head.

“Say no more. Sorry for interrupting” Balor patted Priest on the chest before winking and walking away. Priest closed the door and turned back to you.

“Where were we?” Priest playfully speared you onto the bed removing the sheets from your body. 

[princessjojo-x]

ScorpioVenus ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆

💝 this is a perplex & elaborate placement which produces a complex blend of: confusion, hypocrisy, deception, manipulation, infidelity & secrecy. the most significant attribute of this man is his everlasting infatuation with power. he refuses to become a victim under someone else's control, yet he holds an unseen power over others & the ability to completely transform others, which his love interests either run from or succumb to. falling in love with him is like graciously sinking into a man who could either feed you or eat you. he is stereotyped as an intense lover but he’s often too much of something but never enough of everything.

💝 he’s typically hard to get to know, cautious of new people & very guarded romantically. he doesn’t like to stand out in a crowd & only likes to be noticed by those he likes. although, it’s his mysterious exterior that makes him so alluring & magnetic. he’ll demand to know everything abt you whilst trying to keep as many aspects of his own life hidden. he may prefer you to open up first so he can feel comfortable enough to be vulnerable in return. the benefit of this is, since he values his own privacy, he’ll likely value yours too. he’s particularly private abt his love life & intimate details, which causes him to keep secrets & tell lies at times. others may take this personally but this just his default nature. sometimes you may have to let him keep his secrets & fabrications bc this is his way of protecting & preserving himself. not to mention, he feels very embarrassed & even offended when being caught in a lie. it makes him feel like you’ve figured him out, ruined his plans or crossed his boundaries. consequently, he will pull back from you & guilt trip you, even though he was the one in the wrong & you are blameless.

💝 often he’ll be instantly aware that he’s attracted to someone but he’s still undecided if she’s supposed to be in his life for the long term, in a deep capacity or for the short term, as a casual acquaintance. he won’t make it obvious he likes her, yet he will still seek her attention harmlessly. since he takes awhile to warm up to people, he tends be intrigued by potential lovers on his own timing, with his own observations & discoveries. he’ll ask questions, run trials & set traps; meanwhile strategically observing her responses & reactions. he may even attempt to trigger & provoke a reaction out of her. this behaviour can be perceived as weirdly distant than fiercely intimate. but this is just his way of testing, plotting, processing & wanting. ultimately, he’ll definitely plot to get her & play the long game until the right moment (when he feels ready to make a move or when an opportunity becomes available). in the meantime, he’ll steadily seduce her & keep tabs on her. he doesn’t mind to prolong this stage & wait even years to pounce. he’s very attentive, patient & tactical.

💝 he treats those he doesn’t completely know or like with a more sweet & sociable approach; he may seem interested in them but it’s actually a sign of disinterest. him appearing detached with you is actually an indication he likes you oddly enough. he’s very good at tricking his love interest into thinking he doesn’t like her at all. he will put on a mask, the more he likes her, the more fierce the mask gets. if he shows his interest but leaves enough distance, he won’t get hurt if the feelings aren’t mutual. he acts this way to protect himself due to his instinctual fear of rejection & vulnerability. he will literally ignore her, but get upset if she isn’t obsessing over him, whilst he’s ignoring her. he’ll purposely ignore her & look sexy doing it, whilst assuming it will magnetically attract her. he thinks ignoring her will drive her insane & make her obsessed with him. this way he has the upper hand & is in control, taking away her ability to possibly hurt him. when he’s being dismissive & giving the cold shoulder, it can feel confusing & irritating. some find it rude & selfish. others find it enticing & mysterious. however, its in your best interest to just detach & ignore it. if you’re reacting, you’re giving him power & satisfaction. ultimately, his never ending mind games & manipulation tactics are self-destructive bc it pushes potential partners away from him. therefore, he is best suited with a woman who is either highly patient or unbothered asf.

💝 he views romance as a game so he enjoys the ups & downs that come with it. he’ll try to keep his love interest engaged in a constant chase of cat & mouse. he’ll be back & fourth from completely obsessed to totally not interested. he’ll go from making her feel like the most wanted & adored person ever to completely & deliberately pulling back from her. she never knows where she stands with him or what to expect next. its like a permanent limbo & she won’t want to get out. she’ll crave his touch & want his love in full. his hot & cold nature is caused by his needs to cool off from the intense feelings he produces (desire, anticipation, fear, etc). he’s giving just enough to stimulate his appetite but not enough to overwhelm him. he tries to contain his passion as much as possible, which explains why that he isn’t clingy, unlike the other water signs. but in reality he’s probably obsessively thinking abt his love interest 24/7.

💝 the gloomy truth behind his intriguing facade is: he repels intimate moments & suppresses intense emotions, out of fear of being overwhelmed & overpowered. he loves extremely deeply & he’s frightened of the depth of his love, yet he simultaneously has a desire for intimacy, which he believes he’ll never have, which he feels even more terrified of when he gets close to having it, for fear of losing it, so he represses it & shies away from it. he’s scared of losing himself in connections & becoming weak to his emotions, to then be betrayed or let down by the person he loves. often the people he loves eventually abandon him (through death, separation, infidelity or otherwise). he’s not looking to get attached right off the bat bc he perceives love as giving someone the power to hurt him. rxships can cause him intense transformations & painful experiences.

💝 since he’s not open to deep intimacy, he chooses to keeps feeding toxicity instead & he can be very indulgent in rxships. for example, wanting an open-rxship, avoiding labels, entertaining on-&-off situatioships & even cheating. he can be commitment-phobic (similar to aquarius venus) bc deep down he’s very hedonistic (committed to seeking pleasure) meaning he wants to explore his sexuality. he can be a player, serial dater & a cheater even though he is stereotyped as an intense & devoted lover. he may channel a lot of intensity sexually whilst remaining emotionally casual & unavailable. but this isn’t actually how he wants to act deep down bc this behaviour rarely satisfies his deeper needs.

💝 conversely, instead of being a player, he may fall for players, who won’t reciprocate his intensity & devotion, but will still stick around after he has confessed his love. it’s as if he wants someone who won’t put him through the horrors of rejection but won’t put him through the torture of mutual acceptance, love & trust either (it’s safer this way after all).

💝 liking a good challenge is usually associated with aries but it’s actually more of a scorpio trait. scorpio placements are very aware of all the hardships & challenges they have accomplished & endured. they’re not afraid of going through hell & back. that doesn’t mean they like hardships; it means they love the feeling of surviving it & they take a lot of pride in that. therefore, he usually looks at a choice & chooses to go down the harder & scarier route due to his yearn for a good challenge. he enjoys the trials & tribulations within his romantic pursuits, which can manifest in many different ways: he may feel rxships are only meaningful if there terbulent & painful *challenge*. he may fall in love with toxic or aloof women that hurt him or dgaf abt him, allowing him to constantly prove his worth *challenge*. he may cheat on his partner not bc its easy but bc it’s hard *challenge*. out of spite, he may marry a woman who doesn’t even deem him as her type *challenge*. he may be most attracted to women whom are hard to get, allowing him to chase *challenge*.

💝 however, once he begins to romantically pursue her, he wants an honest & straightforward response from her. he wants her to show him & tell him that she’s interested. he wants her to be exclusively obsessed with him & surrender to his feet. he needs to know she feels or is capable of feeling as intensely as he does before he lets his guard down. it’s only at this stage will he give her his heart & become completely loyal. if not, he’ll secretly cheat on her as revenge for not being trustworthy enough. it’s not uncommon for him to get into rxship without being completely devoted. he demands to beloved & preaches abt honestly yet he does the complete opposite.

💝 you have to prove yourself trustworthy to get past his protections. but underneath his intimidating shell, there is surprisingly a deeply romantic & soft individual, which you wouldn’t expect to find. his unapproachable appearance & intense demeanour is still there but it’s redirected.

💝 he loves carefully & slowly but intensely & completely. in fact, all fixed venus signs stay in rxships, even when it’s in their best interest to leave. they love the familiarity & security the rxship provides. they fear the idea of having to start over from scratch. however, if paired with sagittarius placements, they may get over people quickly.

💝 however, once he eventually leaves her behind, it’s unlikely he’ll come back. he may still think abt her, keep tabs & so on but once scorpio makes a choice they tend to stick to it (stubborn). not to mention, it won’t be long until he’s moved onto his next romantic endeavour bc he can’t live without passion & intensity in his life.

💝 expect a lot of possessive behaviour once he’s fallen in love with you. for example, showing up to places that you are & wanting to know you’re whereabouts. due to his paranoid & possessive nature, he maybe interested in having a a stay-at-home wife. he doesn’t want anyone too see his partner & knowing his partner is always at home is comforting to him aries. usually he wants to keep his love life a secret so if he feels comfortable showing you off & posting, that’s how you know he absolutely loves you.

💝 if he isn’t jealous over you, that’s an indicator he doesn’t love you. when he feels jealous he will attack & cause severe damage but he often misfires his rage to the wrong person/people.

💝 any woman stepping into his lair best be well prepared bc he requires a lot of drama & emotional excitement in his love life. he feels alive when surrounded by passion & he needs intensity at all times. he will constantly tease, provoke & stimulate you in many different ways. for example, he may enjoy toying with jealousy. jealousy is scary bc it could threaten a rxship. since he’s scared of jealousy, he uses it as a toy. he experiments with scenarios where jealousy can feel less like danger & more like arousal.

💝 if his partner toys with his emotions, she will end up on the receiving end of his stinger! he finds it hard to forgive & forget after he’s harmed.

💝 since venus is uncomfortable in scorpio, he may be quite shy or insecure. he may pride himself on not asking for much, even if he wants more. he may struggle with self worth but present a facade to compensate.

💝 he may struggle with addiction (many scorpio placements do) bc he enjoys indulging in pleasures & being in altered states of consciousness. also, there’s defo a link between scorpio placements & smoking. they either smoke themselves or they’re obsessed with the imagery of others smoking.

💝 he perceives seduction as manipulation so it’s best to let him seduce you instead of you seducing him.

Turn On’s:

💝 he’s fasinated by a quiet & mysterious woman whom is hard to read & decipher. she has mastered the art of keeping to herself & she holds a lot of secrets which intrigues him. it’s important to him that she knows when to open up & when to stay silent. she has a bubbling energy of intensity which isn’t so obvious physically but felt internally. “still waters run deep” vybz.

💝 you must prove yourself worthy to him but you wont achieve that by doing the most bc his love cannot be be brought or forced. the key to his heart is honesty & transparency bc that promises depth & passion. he wants to see the real you & he wants to show you the real him. he falls in love with the imperfections, rawness & transparency of somebody. he’s the epitome of “i know you aren’t perfect & i see all your flaws but i think that’s beautiful & i’m still here for you”. he doesn’t care for anything thats without flaw bc he knows thats not real & he values authenticity.

💝 he’s drawn to your darkness bc he can relate to darkness so don’t be scared to shown him your dark side. he wants to know all the dirt you’re ashamed of. the more messy, the more attracted he becomes. he may perceive mean or bad people as more real, genuine, deep & therefore more attractive. after all, he has a dare devil spirit so he’s intensely drawn to what seems unlovable & forbidden. he loves taboo things & a woman who can handle this. the more danger equals the more temptation so replace pinks with reds & blacks. he also he possess a "let me protect you from all the hurt & evil" complex so often falls for either women with a villain vibe (intimidating, dark & dominant with a repressed soft side) or women with a victim vibe (soft & vulnerable crybabies). he may believe good girls will run away when he takes his mask off but bad girls will be able to handle him. he genuinely believes these. bad girls with dark personalities & twisted morals will do harm to others but somehow not to him. but these bad girls are not picky abt their victims, they will hurt anyone including him.

💝 sincere loyalty, unwavering commitment & deep connection is most important to him. he literally wants to deeply merge with his partner. show him that his enemies are your enemies. lock away his secrets & breathe into him.

💝 scorpio is the sign associated with sex & scorpio governs the genital area. before diving into commitment he needs to know he’ll be sexually compatible with you. ensure to bring out your kinky side & fulfill him sexually. personally, i think he enjoys the lead up more than the act itself (talking abt it & anticipating it). also, he may enjoy giving or receiving head more than sex itself, due to his love of power plays.

💝 he will stare at you in a very penetrating & daunting way. regardless of how daunting it may feel, never take your eyes off him & don’t turn away until he does, bc he loves intense eye contact.

💝 he views destruction as a form of creation (breaking & destroying things)

💝 to impress him dress edgy, powerful & strong. think kourtney kardashian’s style after meeting travis barker. lace, mesh, leather. a bold lip, band tees, combat boots, dark circles around the eyes. wear dark colours (black, burgundy, purple) bc that honours the shadow self. wear oversized clothing to keep the mystery of what’s underneath; he enjoys the feeling of being the only one who gets to see your body.

💝 however, for him, it’s less abt what you look like & more abt how you carry yourself. in-fact, often he has unattractive partners bc he’s attracted to sex appeal & depth instead of to classic beauty. he likes partners that scare him a little or just have a more intimidating presence. additionally, he may pursue women whom he has a very mild attraction to, which ensures he remains in complete control of himself & his partner. he loves a mysterious & complex women with a very dark personality/aesthetic bc he tends to get bored of his rxships once the passion dies (similar to aries venus).

Turn Off’s:

💝 if you make him compete for your attention bc he resents seeing his person of interest flirt & mess around with other people, especially if he feels like you're doing it on purpose. scorpio placements do have abandonment issues so he wants to feel needed whilst respecting his boundaries.

💝 ignoring & ghosting him, making him feel left out & unwanted, refusing to take his feelings into account & not apologising for your actions. (that goes for all water venus).

💝 stagnant, unfaithful, dishonest, apathetic, attention-seeking women.

💝 superficial encounters or small talk.