#I don't like alicent but fuck if I'm allowing some bitch to use her as a prop for sexism

[daenerystargaryen06]

Why in the hell am I seeing someone defend CRISPY F*CKIN COLE of all people on my feed? Gtfo.

Criston Cole is a misogynistic incel and a piece of trash. He was not "used and abused" by Rhaenyra and Alicent just to be discarded by them after (can't believe bitches got me defending ALICENT over here but here we are).

Criston Cole was disgusting. He made the choice to sleep with Rhaenyra, don't even argue "b-but she was the Princess and had more pOwEr" with me. Criston knew what he was doing. Rhaenyra was a young girl who was drunk and riled from Daemon. Criston took advantage of that fact and continued to sleep with her. He could have left, he could have shoved past her or shouted or did something to stop her if he truly wanted to. But let's be honest here- Criston didn't want to run from Rhaenyra. He wanted to sleep with her. He fully gave his consent after only, what? 5 seconds? He was kissing up on her, removing his armor and her clothes, and had her on that bed consensually. He wasn't "forced" into shit.

Let's also remember the fact in the books he was lusting after a little girl he had watched grow up since she was 8 years old? But yeah guys, sure, go ahead and defend the incel misogynist and groomer/pedo just because "pOoR mAn pAiN cRiStOn hAd cOnSeNsUaL sEx wItH tWo PoWeRfUl WoMeN". Jfc. Get a damn grip and reevaluate yourself if this is what it's come to.

Alicent also didn't use or abuse Criston. He had consensual sex with her just as he had with Rhaenyra. It was him who shoved Alicent against the wall and then was making moves with her in season 2. He had the power and strength to stop her and remove himself from the situation, but he didn't. He was Hand of the King during this moment, mind you, so he definitely had the power then to reject Alicent and walk away. YET HE DIDN'T. HE KISSED HER. HE SLEPT WITH HER. HE WANTED IT JUST AS MUCH AS SHE DID. STOP TRYING TO DEFEND THIS MAN.

I hate this fandom sometimes.

[a-chaos-god-and-a-warden]

(Merry late Christmas)

Chapter 1: Introduction

What a horrible thing, boredom. Boredom in superjail? Even worse. Superjail never has static days, the Warden would never allow that, but somehow boredom still found it's way into his mind. He already checked with the doctor's new developments, Alice is on a date with that same idiotic animal, and getting entertainment from Jared was a dead end. Just how many pyramids of plastic animals is he going to make today? At this point his office has full of them. Looking out his window,

"Maybe superjail needs a lil-"

A large flash of light followed by a loud bang like thunder and lightning.

"What the hell!?"

Smoke emerges from one of the cell blocks, specifically cell block #35. Something is strange about the smoke, it's slightly blue?

The Warden turns and heads towards the office door, stepping over the ruin remains of his animal pyramids,

"Dammit! I spent all day making those pyramids what a waste! JARED!"

Outside his door, the little man was already there. Jared has holding paper containing, honestly who cares.

"Jared! Don't tell its the Mistress and her stupid ship again!"

"No sir, it's something else entirely! There's already speculation that it could be an alien!"

Curiosity peaked in the Warden's eyes,

"An alien? Well then let's give this alien an earthly welcome! After all we're the first humans they'll meet! Let me do the introductions Jared!"

They hastily make their way towards the crash site,

"But sir! We don't know anything about this being! What if it's hostile?

"Well Jared I guess there's only one way to find out!"

Around them inmates run past them in a panic, and up ahead the one and only woman runs with them. Although not away from what ever is causing panic, but to join the two men,

"Ah Alice! Did you get anything on our 'visitor'?"

"I don't know. The fucking inmates are acting like lil bitches. It got too crowded and I couldn't run that way I had to ride with the current, or whatever."

The warden puts an hand on Alice's shoulder, which Alice shoves off,

"It's okay Alice, I totally understand! You did your best! Which is more then Jared does, now where's Jailbot?"

As if in cue, Jailbot bursts in leaving a Jailbot hole in the wall. The debris flys, smashing running inmates. For some reason never hitting the staff,

"Speak of the devil! Jailbot you wouldn't happen to know what this is?"

Jailbot, despite not actually saying any words, beeps a no,

"Well in that case I guess the only thing left to do is to meet this thing!"

"But sir!-"

"Shut up Jared!"

Off they went towards where all of the commotion start. Getting close to the crash site, they see that the broken walls pieces are growing legs? Some have eyes?

"Sir let's turn back! We can get jailbot to exterminate this thing!"

"And start a universal war? I think not!"

Finally they arrive at the crash site. There's a huge yellow pyramid straight out of Egypt, but there's limbs and a top hat. By the way the limbs and the hat were positioned, one would assume what ever this thing is was lying face down.

The Warden feels disappointed at the fact that this thing is dead. At least the docter would have fun dissecting it. Still, being ambassadors for earth was such a fun daydream,

"Uh, I think it's dead"

"You may be right Alice, such a s-"

Suddenly the thing starts moving. First using it's arms to lift itself up, revealing a bowtie, and a single eye. It also revealed a crack next it's bowtie. The thing was murmuring something about,

"Damn it I can't believe they gave me a crack, fucking cheapskates"

Suddenly the creature shrunk, from pyramid to a bright 2 dimensional triangle. The crack in it's bricks disappeared. The thing readjusted it's hat and bowtie and spawned a cane out of thin air. The Warden was astonished,

"Oh my how distinguished!"

The creature pointed at the Warden,

"Hey you! Eggplant! I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're the man in charge of this place! Where am I?"

The warden was admittedly taken back by the comment. Not the worst thing he's been called but possibly one of the oddest,

"Well, haha, I'm not an eggplant. My name is actually the Warden, and you're in Superjail!"

He makes a little demonstration via a rainbow graphic.

The odd triangle squints his eye, "Superjail huh..." And suddenly, a flurry of images flash on his bricks. Images that were definitely superjail. His eye suddenly widens,

"Superjail! You've got a nice prison going on here Eggplant!"

The rainbow graphic above the Warden’s head withers and dies like that plant you're not watering as his smile dwindled,

"again, not Eggplant"

Bill spins his cane nonchalantly,

"sure thing Eggplant"

"It's not Eggplant"

"Okay Eggplant"

"Not Eggplant!"

"uh-huh"

"well nuh-UH"

The Warden debates in his head whether he should argue or just let it slide. His name, The Warden, means a lot to him. It's quite the title, it's powerful dammit! Why not play at this strange triangle's game?

"Well sir uh, ah, Weirdangle! Yeah that fits. You've destroyed a part of my prison Sir Weirdangle. That's destruction of private property! I should arrest you!"

Sir Weirdangle gives The Warden a blank stare before bursting into laughter, his odd body curling in as he holds his stomach(?) and laughs. Now it could be laughing because of the nickname or the audacity of the threat. Both options made The Warden feel small in a way.

"Sir" Jared whispered, "there's something disturbing about this thing!"

The Warden waves Jared off, "Shh, dont be rude!!"

Sir Weirdangle stops laughing to give The Warden an amused stare,

"Real funny Eggplant! You ought to be a comedian!"

The Warden contrasted this stare with an unamused stare,

"I wasn't joking Sir Weirdangle"

The triangle floated closer to The Warden so that they were on eye level,

"Please, Call me Bill, Bill Cipher!'

Bill held his hand for The Warden to shake. The Warden withdrew his hands with disgust,

"I'm not shaking your hand! What if you have alien cooties?"

Bill gave him a questioning look,

"Alien cooties? What? First off, not physically possibly. Second you humans have more cooties and little organisms crawling on your face than any 'alien' I've ever encountered!"

The Warden look at Bill with a bit of concerned, looked to his hands, and back at Bill

"You're just saying that! That can't be true! I shower everyday mind you!"

Cipher shook his head? Body?

"nuh-uh it's the truth. No amount of showering will ever wash off the mites living in your eyelashes"

"WHAT"

"relax, it's not like they're harmful'

The Warden raised an eyebrow and decided ignorance was bliss and to let it go.

And now,

they reached a dead end,

in conversation.

The almost forgotten staff members looked at each other in a, 'so now what?' until Alice sighed,

"I'm going back to my r-"

"NO!" The Warden had a random burst of energy, quite literally, sparks were flying.

The others looked at him confused.

The Warden had too high expectations from the short time they walked here to give up on this interaction,

"I'm sorry, um, Will Piper. This is on me honestly. I must have been too preoccupied by the feeling of xenophobia to focus what this really is all about!"

Bill raised an eyebrow,

"You got my name wrong but continue."

The Warden waved his arms in the air,

"THE DISCOVERY OF SOMETHING NEW! You're an alien! You fell put of the sky like an- wait did you fall out of the sky? That part was never clear."

Bill shrugged,

"well in a way. I was actually body slammed here from another dimension by this annoying demigo-"

The Warden waved him off

"Doesn't matter. Anyways, you're a completely new thing! And that is exactly what Superjail needed before you arrived!"

As The Warden said this he put his arms in the air emitting glitter everywhere that will never get out of anyone's clothes

Bill waved away the glitter with some of it still sticking to his bowtie,

"That’s great Eggplant, but listen I can't stay here for long. I'm pretty busy! Who knows who'd want to make another deal next?"

The Warden was struggling,

"Well how long DO you have? I could give you a tour! A grand tour of Superjail! I could show you all the places, the corners, the ends, the kinks and the dinks. The whole zinks!"

The triangle's eye swirled in his socket as he thought about it,

"HmmmmmmmmmmMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMM hm hmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMmm hm hm HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm oh why the heck not!"

The Warden spun around at those words,

"Brilliant! Jailbot!"

The bot beeped back in response

"Let's go on tour!" The Warden gestures for Jailbot to come over.

To which it does so it floats over and then turns into a floating carriage with three rows of seats, only two of these rows will be used. The Warden jumps into the first row and excitingly pats the seat behind him while gesturing Bill to come over. Bill then does a funny thing. He fazes through the floor, The Warden stops his motions,

"Bob?"

"It's Bill, Eggplant"

Bill had fazed upwards through Jailbot and onto the second row. Warden jolted,

"Gah!"

"Sweet ride you got here Eggplant."

"Ah- uh well yes! Jailbot here is the sweetest ride there is! Figuratively and literally! Now then, onwards Jailbot!"

And Jailbot did go onwards, straight into a wall, leaving Jared and Alice to think about what to do next.

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"Over there is where we have our infamous superbar! You should go sometime. Aaand over there is where the cafeteria is! Oh! Oh! That's my office in that tower over there! Ooo that cell block is where the Gays are located. Also-"

"The gays?

They had been floating above Superjail for a while as The Warden pointed out little bits of his jail and Bill was leaned forward to listen.

"Yeah the gays!"

"Is this a cult or something? What is it?"

The Warden shrugged,

"No they're just a gay couple"

Bill raised his eyebrow,

"Okay, but what makes them stand out from other gays? Isn't this an all male prison? What makes them special?"

"They are, they just are."

Bill leans back,

"Well how?"

The Warden was fumbling,

"ack- uhm- they're- I'll just show you"

Warden faces forward,

"Jailbot find the gays"

Jailbot does just that as the thing sinks downwards to where the gays resided. It then wrecked the wall of the lovely home(prison cell) of the gays. Paul was the first to notice...

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Jean was the second,

"OUR WAL- what is that!?"

The Warden gestures towards Bill,

"This is Bill! So Bill these are the gays!"

Bill squints,

"uh-huh, nice. Hey are your walls always this gray?"

The Warden turns to Bill while ignoring the complants of the gays,

"Hm? Well yeah, why?"

"It's dull, change it, like..."

Bill reached out to touch the wall outside the cell and then it exploded in streams of orange, yellow, pink, and red. The Warden's head poked out of the cell as he watched these streams that flowed through the wall,

"Oh I get what you mean! Oh! I have something to add on!"

He pushed the cell's bars to get through and let go of them as they snapped back into place like rubber bands behind him. The Warden walked up to the now colorful wall. He tapped one of the orange streams and led it upwards straight up until it blossomed green. Bill had slid out of the cell easily considering he was a flat shape,

"Wowza! Make more!"

"Right on!"

And he did. The Warden had made four other trees among the streams of warm colors. He backtracked towards Bill,

"What should we add?"

Bill shrugs,

"It's your wall."

The Warden clasps his hands together,

"How about a sky? Blue? No!"

"Of course not! It should be completly random!"

"You're right, you're right. BUT WHAT COLOR!"

"hmm..." Bill squints, "you ever hear of shmerulean?"

Warden turns to Bill,

"No, what is that?"

"It's a color"

"A color I haven't heard of? Show me!"

With a snap of Bill's fingers their colorful painting had a sky, with a very odd color that made The Warden's head feel funny,

"Wow! It's beautiful! We should have more walls of Superjail painted! Specifically whatever this color is!"

The Warden reached for Bill's hand to pull him so they can find more wall to make murals on, however when he went to grab it there seemed to be a blue electric wall. This force field shocked The Warden and sent him flying.

"Yikes," Bill floated over to where The Warden had landed, "totally forgot I had a force field for strangers on, my bad!" he shrugs.

The Warden rubbing the back of his head and being dizzy asked, "Ughh.. why do you have that?"

Again Bill shrugged, "why wouldn't I? You run a prison, you should know how it is! Can't trust anyone's mini limbs attached to limbs!'

"I guess..."

The Warden helps himself up and shakes himself and returns to his old self. He almost makes the same mistake before retracting his hand,

"Lets make more of these paintings!"

"What about that tour?"

"Forget about the tour! This is obviously much more important!"

"I like the way you think funny man!"

The chaotic two went down the cell block painting the walls, the ceiling, the inmates, anything they thought were plain that by their words, 'could use a touch up'.

Amidst the fun Bill felt and heard his bowtie ring. This made The Warden stop and turn. Usually Bill's bowtie rings when someone tries to summon him, Bill looks to see who it is. You can never tell with these prank callers nowadays.

Oh it's the henchmaniacs.

Oh.

Oh right.

Oh no.

"What is that?" The Warden points to the bowtie.

Bill says matter-a-fact-ly, "it's a bowtie, Eggplant"

"Well I know that, what's it doing?"

"Someone's calling me" Bill removes his bowtie.

"You can get calls on your tie? Lucky! I sould have Jared get me on-"

"Shh!"

Bill holds the tie to his ear. Ear? Dumbass, he doesn't have a ear. Anyways, sounds like little murmurs come from the other end. Bill promptly responds,

"Yellow? Hey Kryptos! Yep, listen I'll tell you what happened when I come back. Yep. Bye!"

Bill hangs up and seethes,

"I gotta go... I got a bunch of suckers who thought I died."

The Warden frowned,

"Wha-? You can't stay for even a bit longer? What about the tour?"

Bill shrugs,

"Sorry, can't have the press going to them."

"The press? What press?"

"Space press, listen I had fun Eggplant but I got-"

The Warden suddenly got real close to Bill,

"Waitwaitwait, will you be back? Can you be back? I was, like, suuper bored before you came here and you're leaving already even though you just got here! Pleasssseeee?"

Will he be back? Great question! Bill most definitely wanted to be back. He stared at The Warden blankly as he thought about it,

"Lets make a deal about it."

"Huh?"

Bill held his hand out and a blue flame burst out of it,

"I'll come back if you continue that tour, wanna shake on it?"

The Warden stared the the onfire hand for a few seconds before pointing to it,

"Is that going to burn me?"

"No."

"Am I gonna get shocked again?"

"No."

The Warden hesitantly reached for Bill's hand like it was going to bite him. He reached it and nothing! No burns, no shock. The Warden continued the motion of shaking hands and watched as the fire grew bigger before it began to grow colorful. Bill seemed perplexed by this,

"What the fu-"

Bill bursts into color, rainbows fly out of him. He looks like hes having a seizure. Bill quickly yanks his hand away,

"Youch! Didn't your parents ever teach you how to control that?"

The Warden looked at his hand confused by what just happened,

"Control what?"

Bill threw his hands his hand up in the air,

"Well ya'know! Your magic or powers, or whatever people call it in these parts."

The Warden shook his head,

"When I told my old man about it he caled me a schizophrenic."

Bill raised his eyebrow,

"Huh, interesting. How about I give you some pointers when I come back hm?"

The Warden gasped as his coattails curled,

"You'd do that?"

"Yeah sure, why not?"

"Oh Bill!"

The Warden leaped to hug Bill but he forgot the forcefield and was sent flying to the wall. Bill is not going to do anything about that,

"Yikes. Anyways, remember! Realty is a illusion, the universe is a hologram," a blue portal appears behind him as he slowly floats towards it, "buy gold, BYEEE" and there he goes.

The Warden stared on in astonishment. How inspirational, how interesting, how cool most of all! This Bill guy had to be one of the coolest guys hes ever met! A little weird but who isn't?

The Warden looked around aorund him to stare at the murals they both made and was dissapointed to see- Oh great, Jared.

"Sir how are we going to remove all this graiff-"

"GRAFFITI!?" The Warden stood up, "you call this graffiti!? Why Jared these are murals! Fine pieces of art made by me and my new friend Bill!"

This information shocked Jared,

"Wait so we're keeping these? Don't you think this is too much for a pri-" slow head turn, "You befriended it?"

The Warden smiled widely reminiscing on moments from not long ago,

"I did Jared, I know making friends isn't something you'd know much about so I get the confusion."

Jared shook his head, mentally brushing off the passive aggressive comment,

"No, no sir! You don't think befriending a creature like that would have some consequences? Did you forget what it did to superjail just by arriving sir? I mean-"

The Warden waved him off,

"Psh, Jared. You're too much of a worry-wort. You better not have this attitude when Bill comes back-"

"WHEN IT COMES BACK!?!"

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Now back at the nightmare realm, Bill spawns in a building by his design. A pyramid of course. It has about a billion rooms with even more hallways. It's not like a lot of those rooms are used much anyways. Speaking of used rooms most of the henchmaniacs where in the main room, or to be called the living room. They were on the human skin couches watching the news, except Kryptos who was pacing. He was to first to notice Bill had returned,

"Boss you're back!"

Bill nonchalantly waves, "Hey Kryptos"

Of course Kryptos's exclamation and the spind of Bill's voice caused the rest of the gang to turn around,

"He's back!"

"Wow we thought you died!"

"Where did you go?"

Bill crosses his arms,

"Well now that hurts my feelings!", he says sarcastically of course, "You really think a runt of a demi-god could kill me?"

the gang practically shrinks with their slow 'nooooo's

Teeth speaks up,

"Boss where did you go though, ya'know, after what happened?"

Bill shrugs,

"I landed on some piss-ant asteroid that crumbled on impact and I'll be honest gang I may or may not have let out my anger on a few neighboring planets."

Teeth let's out a, "yeesh"

Bill turns and floats to the entrance to one of many hallways,

"Now if you'll excuse me I need my mandatory seventeen hours of me-time"

He floats away vaguely listening to whatever the henchmaniacs are whispering about him, Bill doesn't really care. He continues down what might as well be a maze of hallways. The walls have brick patterns because what else would they have had. Eventually Bill reaches his room, a black triangle shaped doorway with golden accents. He makes a dramatic entrance into his own room, for future occasions, he thinks to himself. Now with the door closed behind him he is truly alone.

This blankless of solitude brings memories of today's events flowing through Bill's mind. Whatever that place was it was earth, but separated. Wouldn't he be lucky if that demi-god somehow body slammed him past earth's blockade? Bill would be able to start his plans early! It's definitely a pocket dimension, no not a pocket dimension, more like a bubble dimension. Made by that Warden. The Warden... fun guy! Bill just wished his glasses weren't tainted, then he'd be able to see straight through him. See who The Warden really was. Judging how the guy used his powers looks like to Bill that he doesn't exactly know what he is either. Could prove convenient to Bill. He could be a worthy investment. Not only that but he seemed like a fun guy, type of guy Bill would love to party with.

[apollo-gate]

How would ROs react if in a party or something someone is flirting with their romanced MC and while the MC is not comfortable they wouldn't get the message?

Alright, this confused the hell out of me. So Im assuming you're saying the Mc will not get they are being flirted with. So a dense Mc. So it's more they are uncomfortable with someone getting in their space.

I really hope that it's. If not just send in another ask I will do it again.

Ok, I changed it.

Alice: Will see it and look at the nearest waiter and pay them a few thousand to run into them. And ruined their outfit. Then will use their powers to make them think they are seeing blood on them.

Helena: Will get irritated. Like really really irritated. Will walk up to it and try to stay near you. But won't say anything. One she doesn't want to be a bitch. And two you are not official. But she's got an urge to shout they are mine. I'm theirs. Helena decides to use her magic and gets a sprinkler to go off on just them.

Lisa: Will appear behind them and growl. Until they get the message to leave and if they don't she will snarl.

Becca: Doesn't care. She will walk over and wrap an arm around you. Will then say how you both need to speak to someone more important. Will make a phone call later to ruin their day.

Daniella will not know what to do. She wants to say something but can't her body just freezes up. She will then shout go the hell away. Daniella can't believe she did that. Then looks at you in horror. She grabs your hand and drags you away.

Vanessa: Ok Vanessa wants to hit them so much. But knows she cannot be in public. So does plan B. Freezes their glass. Then will pull you away when they get another drink. Vanessa takes you outside to check on you.

Azalea: They at first were filled with anger. Then sees that you are uncomfortable. You're not like her, Not like that bitch. Azalea gets in front of you. You don't know what Azalea does but the person's face just twitches. They make an apology and leave.

Kent: Will contact a subordinate and ask for a background check to see what secrets they have. Then will leak any information they have. Kent will walk up to you calmly and just act natural till they get an alert and then will have a smirk. "Well, it seems you need to be arrested." The person will then see all their dirty secrets get out.

Naamah: YOU FUCKED UP. NO, YOU FUCKED UP. When Naamah walks up the person's eardrums will shatter. Then she snaps her fingers. Then will bring all their great fears to life. Including death. Then when she is done will then resent time for them to when they are standing in front of you and Naamah. When they look into Naamahs eyes they see everything again. They will be running out of the party never to be seen again.

Blaze: Has his face hidden so no one recognizes him. He is near you but then sees his hand start to shake. Really fast. He's getting anxious he shouldn't. He knows what he needs to do maybe this will allow him to separate himself. But then again it bothers him to allow some asshole to think they can be around you. So he whispers "watch this." He's gone for two seconds when he comes back. You are moved away from them. The person's clothes fall. Then paint hits them.

Zero: Will study them. Will try to find a flaw they have. But then get pissed when they are perfect and you get more and more uncomfortable. He touches you and just throws a drink at them and just acts like he didn't do anything.

[uwukillmenowowo]

To Wash the Inky Stains of Hate

[Cover by: me/Kumon]

[Dabi X Ink Demon! Reader]

Requested by:

mayaimishigo

[This lovely person right here~!]

Fandoms:

Boku No Hero Academia & Bendy and the Ink Machine

Trigger warnings:

- Blood/Death/Gore/Murder/etc

- Swearing/Foul Language

- Stop, don't touch me there, this is my no no square! [In future chapters]

[Main Characters:]

- Twice and Mange are deceased.

- Dabi - 24

- Reader - 23

- Shigaraki - 21

- Toga - 17

- Kurogiri - Died 17 - Technically 18 [Got off Google Idk I didn't watch/read that far :( ]

- Alice - XXXX

- Boris/Buddy - XXXX

- Alice/Allison - XXXX

Quirk: Ink Demon

This quirk allows its user to manifest a demonic creature made entirely out of ink, this demonic creature is extremely powerful and can cause great amounts of destruction to whoever and whatever it comes into contact with. This creature has great speed, strength and durability. It also has a very high intelligence, capable of devising complex plans and strategies to use against its opponents. The user of this quirk must be very careful in using it and have a great understanding of how to control it. the user also has the ability to produce and control ink, it can make structures, entities, objects and so much more.

[Notes:]

- This is... like season 6 [Of BNHA] but it isn't

- Dabi's hair will still be black because it's easier for me.

- There will be others if I remember them...

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Chaos

1396000 people

2792000 people

5584000 people

The massacre never ends, does it?

{Third POV}

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"Whaaa~! She's really on a massive genocide, isn't she? Look at all the blood and corpses~!" A female with ash-blonde hair fangirled with her hands on her cheeks and a blush on her face. "She does have quite the body count..." "And what's with all that black liquid..?" The trio continued to observe, as well as theorize about the so-called "Black liquid" that she was producing.

"It also looks like she's controlling all of that black stuff." The white-haired male nodded, continuing to watch the chaos unfold. 'How many heroes and civilians has she killed already?' He thought as he continued to stare at the ruined city that was once protected. But did he care? Absolutely not, in fact, he actually thinks that all those people deserved it. He's been through all of it before.

"It... kinda looks like ink." The ash-blonde female said as she used her hand to cover her eyes from the afternoon sun. She found the other girls' brutal techniques rather interesting. I mean, the girl has killed millions of people in the span of a few hours. She kind of wanted to learn from the girl. She could get so much more blood that way!

"Using ink to control, create, and destroy? Kinda cringe and cliche..." The black-haired male sighed as he turned his gaze away. Obviously annoyed and seemingly not impressed. In all honesty, he just wanted to join in the carnage to let out some of his frustrations.

"Shut it Dabi. That quirk of hers actually looks kind of useful. Unlike that masked bird bitch." The white-haired male stated, not turning his gaze away from the scene. "If what the wacko said is correct and that's ink then I don't find it all that impressive." "Hey! You burnt chicken nugget! Yours also isn't impressive! I mean- it's just fire but blue!" "What did you call me nutjob?" "*Hmph* You heard me!" "SHUT IT! BOTH OF YOU! I'm already having a fucking headache and the both of you are making it worse!"

The "Nutjob" huffed and crossed her arms while Dabi placed his hands on his hips, both watching as the white-haired male started to leave. "Kurogiri, teleport us back. We need to inform him of our findings. If he deems that maniacal girl worthy then we should try to recruit her. Find out her quirk, wants and dream and then he'll decide what we do with her after."

A purple swirl of clouds appeared and the three started to leave. Leaving leftover heroes to deal with the crazed genocider.

{XXXX POV}

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"8375990 out of 8376000 people... Heh- *Smirk* Almost around 60%..." I muttered to myself as I ordered another squad of searchers to destroy another group of tanks that the military tried to send while I dodged more chains from the warden hero: Crushlock. A hero that helps the cops in the crime department in restraining "berserk villains." Did I care that I was killing a lot of people? No. Did I care that the government wanted my head? Pffttt-! Of course not! I needed to make HIM pay for everything he's done to me and all the others and there's no way in hell I'm stopping until I archived that goal.

"HALT VILLIAN!"

I sighed, glaring at the heroes that kept coming. They're not that much fun to fight. Not even good enough to pass the time. Just bugs that hover around a meal that was left unattended. I held my hand out, creating ink in my hands and pointed my palm to the floor, raising an inky barrier as another hero tried to attack me.  "Annoying..." I said to myself and then raised both my hands, creating a tsunami of ink.

There were screams, lots of them. Then when the ink faded there were just the corpses of everyone who tried to stop me. Now, I would've used this attack from the beginning but i was hungry and haven't eaten in a few weeks. But now that i've used it I'm hungry again... "Does anywhere have bacon soup?" I questioned myself, looking around the ruined area.

"Hmmm..." I groaned and snapped my fingers, the searchers came back to me and I commanded them to find some food. While I waited I sat down and started to stretch.

It's been almost an hour... I crossed my legs and crossed my arms. "Where are my searchers..?" I know that they're still alive since I could still sense them. They are my creation after all. They haven't run into any heroes either. So what's with the—

!

One was destroyed?

Two...

Three...

Four...

I glanced around me, expecting another hero. Four searchers died. Burned, disintegrated, slashed, and drowned. I stood up wearily but then I saw some sort of portal appear in front of me. 'It's like my ink domain.' I thought as I raised my hand, ready to attack.

{Third Person POV}

~~~~~

The four beings entered the portal, not surprised when they saw a female in a fighting stance. The foggy-headed male raised both his... hands and walked slowly toward the female. "Miss [Y/n]," He stared, startling the female since she did not expect them to know her name. "We mean you no harm. We are the League of Villains and we've come to make a request." The female furrowed her brows, not trusting them. "What..." was all she asked, still in a fighting position.

"We simply want to examine your quirk. Want to know how it works." The female faltered and sweatdropped. "That's it..?" The foggy boi nodded and the female looked behind him, seeing a white-haired male with hella chapped lips, an ash-blonde girl who looks like she was about to climax, and a black-haired male who looks like the only sane person here. "Hmm? Oh, these three behind me ate my comrades. Shigaraki Tomura, Toga Himiko, and Dabi. As for me, you can refer to me as Kurogiri,"

"So chapped lips is Shiggy, Horny-looking ass is Toga, Burnt nugget is Dabi, and you're Kurogiri." As the female said that they all had mixed reactions, Shigaraki and Dabi looked pissed and annoyed. Toga looked... like herself but was laughing, and Kurogiri appeared shocked. "I... suppose so." Kurogiri said as he clasped his hands behind his back.

"Will you help us with your quirk?"

"Hold up— What am I getting out of this?"

The four froze. They did their research but most of that research was just her birth certificate. And her parents' names were scratched out, they knew nothing of her past or her desires. "Thought so... Fine. I'll help y'all out, but do you know of someone called Joey Drew and Henry Stein." The villains looked at each other before shaking their heads. Who were they? People you cared for or people you wanted to kill?

[Y/n] scowled. "However..." She then perked up to what Shigaraki had to say. "We could help you try to find whoever they are." [Y/n] then pondered on. It would certainly take less time than killing everyone to draw them out... 

She sighed and crossed her arms, using her quirk to create an ink hand so that she doesn't have to touch them. She doesn't know what their quirks do after all.

"Fine. I'll let you examine my quirk. In exchange, you gotta help me find who I'm lookin' for... Deal?"

Kurogiri looked at Shigaraki, who in turn walked forward and shook the inky hand. 

"Sure... Deal or whatever.

Wooooo! Actual post pooogg!

I am well aware that they are kind out of character

This is actually my first request so eeeehhhhh-

bare with me plz

[flowerslut]

Okay, so I’m catching up on your podcast - fucking LOVE btw - but I NEED TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK ALICE’S BIRTHDAY SHOULD BE!!! Like what is this girls sign/energy??

this is the greatest question you could have ever possibly asked me I just need you to know I am absolutely delighted right now

not god nor the devil nor smeyer can take air sign alice away from me 🔪��

if I’m not mistaken smeyer once said somewhere in the guide (or maybe it was an interview) that alice was born earlier in the year than edward. edward’s birthday is june 20th which would imply that alice was born in 1901 prior to june. but I reject this fully. I have a love/hate relationship with the damn official guide anyways because it’s full of contradictions and I hate rectons about my favs so goddamn much (anyone else remember back in the day when jasper used to be 20? and then over the years he somehow became 19? because I fucking do)

anyways. that would mean that alice is probably an aquarius. now, I refuse to believe that alice is anything other than an air sign for reasons that should be obvious but if they aren’t: here you go. now, I don’t hate the idea of aquarius alice. like yeah she sure is an eccentric artistic little weirdo (affectionate) so it does check out but I’m so halfhearted with that assignment.

if we ignore the guide I would say that alice is absolutely a libra. an october libra though, not a september one. I don’t see her getting too deep into october although she (and I admit this so begrudgingly) does seem like she could be more of a scorpio cusp than a virgo one, so really you could put that girl pretty deep into october if you so desired. I simply Do Not.

and honestly I don't think alice has much water in her at all so making her a libra with a scorpio cusp is as much as I'm fucking willing to budge here. that girl's chart is probably dry as a desert or nearly there—jasper is the one that brings all the water to that damn relationship (and you can't tell me that edward isn't a cancer moon/mars, but enough about that bitch)—so she probably has a hefty mix of earth/wind and then fire for ✨flair✨

in fic I usually place her birthday on october 1st because that’s just the random one I selected back in the day but I think any october date on the libra side is chefs kiss perfect

anyways TO WRAP THIS UP, like I said before:

I see her as having mostly earth and air in her chart with a fire placement or three. alice is—and I don't want anyone to argue with me on this one so if you're reading this and feel inclined: save yourself the trouble— absolutely not an emotion-driven character, nor does her characterization really allow for it. she's a conniving little manipulative realist who is so grounded in the world around her because she has to be. she does things for the aesthetic, she does what she has to do to get her way, she's fiercely determined to maintain the status quo (and she also decides what the status quo gets so be), and if she throws some dramatics in here and there than thats! just! her! right! 💅

heres a fun post from 2019 where I bitch more about each characters sign and make my declarations known. I could probably budge on a few of these old placements but overall it still holds up pretty well for me lmfao. also thank you for this message i am now in love with you

[akajustmerry]

give us those house of the dragon impressions 👀

not to toot my own horn about it but my main impression is how offensively poor the wiggery in this multimillion dollar show is and so I've been writing wig recaps for work. Here's the latest one:

Other than that here are some general observations

I'll be fascinated to see what kind of girlboss arch rhyneara is going to get as queen, whether it will be critically framed within the context of the targs being Awful™ or more with rhyneara being a Good Apple In A Bad Orchid (both will suck for different reasons, but the former is preferred).

Fascinating to me that king viserys is like "I can excuse inc*st but I draw the LINE at predatory relationships with minors. Anyways this is my teen wife Alicent. Everyone say hi." it's both hilarious and harrowing

This isn't a critique but I honestly can't tell if Game of Thrones desensitised me to George R Martin's specific brand of violence and sex or if this show is genuinely (relatively) more tame so far? Idk it feels like they're lulling me into a false sense of security and what's coming is gonna be horrendous.

No one will be shocked but I'm so happy watching Matt Smith in Genre TV again. He's having so much fun. Wish daemon/rhyneara shippers would rot though.

Contrary to popular opinion maybe but I appreciated the birth scene for what it was and I think it was aptly portrayed as a horrific injustice and the editing for that sequence was incredible intercutting with the bloodshed of the tournament. I think it perfectly cemented the tones, themes, etc for the kind of violently ineffective rulers the targyreans are at this point while foreshadowing how rhyneara will be treated as a woman, even a powerful one.

I kinda wished the crab man had stuck around longer??? I know one of the virtues of game of thrones is that it's a fantasy show for people who don't actually like fantasy but with the crab man I was like "ooooooooh elemental conflict!!! Fire and water!! Let's go!" and then it....was just over.

Rhys Ifans as the seedy hand of the king is so great he's so good at playing nefarious unassuming dirt bags

Only other significant impression is that I'm already deeply concerned about race portrayals in the show, especially the woc. The only Black woman in the show so far is that beautiful way too big wig little girl who proposed to viserys. And the only other woc is......daemons untrustworthy prostitute wife so..... Yikes.

I believe as an austrayan that milly (young rhyneara) shoulda been allowed to be Australian with her natural accent. Why tf all these fantasy bitches all gotta sound briddish except when they're being exotified.

Finally, Ramin Djawadi is CARRYING this show on his musical genius BACK.

All in all, I think it's.....fine, so far. I'm having a decent time

God the names of these characters are fucking pathetic though grrm really just removed some letters from got characters and was like "done ❤️"

thank u for asking 💕

[mischief-marauders]

Marauders Era: Sexist Dress Code Protest

Summer weather started at Hogwarts in the beginning of April and rather magically, it also fell on a Hogsmeade weekend. The sun and heat put the coats and sweaters away and brought out the summer clothes. On this particular Saturday, the Gryffindor girls spent hours picking their clothes out. And when it came time to leave, they looked fantastic. They felt amazing and unstoppable and it came as a shock, as they were leaving the castle, when one of the prefects stopped a bewildered Lily Evans. He pulled her aside and asked her to change. Marlene, Mary, Dorcas, and Alice all stopped to listen in disgust as the prefect told Lily that her crop top was indecent and inappropriate to wear in Hogsmeade. He told her that it would be distracting to the boys and would call unwanted attention.  

Lily felt her face redden and tears of anger and humiliation build behind her eyes.

"The only person giving me unwanted attention right now is you", Lily forced through gritted teeth.

Dorcas scoffed. "There's no way that there's an actual rule dictating what girls can and can't wear at Hogwarts."

"I'm just following the rules. Girls aren't allowed to dress indecently at Hogwarts. I don't know how things work at your old muggle school, but here, girls can't dress however they want. They especially can't dress like....like....like sluts"

Alice grabbed Marys arm as she reached for her wand. Dorcas' mouth fell open in shock.

Marlene started slow clapping.

"Wow, sexist and a bigot, what a charmer", Marlene said sarcastically.

The prefect scowled at her and pointed towards the castle.

"Either you put on actual clothes or I give you detention"

Lily turned her back and stormed back to her dorm room, holding back her tears while her girls followed her. The moment the door of her room was closed, her tears spilled and she let out an angry sob.

Mary sat next to her and pulled her into a hug.

"I'm so sorry Lil's. That was fucked up. You look beautiful and no one should ever be slut shamed."

Alice sat down on Lilys other side and put her arm around her shoulder.

"Don't listen to that stupid prefect. You look amazing", Alice said with a small grin.

"Fuck that", Dorcas said angrily from under her bed. The girls looked at each other in shock. Dorcas had never cussed before. This was new territory.

She came out from under her bed, holding up a pink shirt and her wand, which she pointed at Lily.

"This is not happening today. We are not going to let a sexist prefect call her a slut and tell her what she can and can't wear. You look fucking amazing Lily and I refuse to back down from this."

And with that, she pointed her wand at her shirt and cast a diffindo. Half the shirt was cut off. The girls stared at her in shock.

'What? I don't own a crop top. Girls, grab your crop tops. We’re going to Hogsmeade looking our best and feeling amazing and no one is stopping us. If that toe rag prefect gives us detention, we'll do it again. Every Hogsmeade weekend. Girls should not be shamed for what they wear."

Marlene let out a whoop and dove to her chest to start digging out her own clothes. Alice gave Lily a small squeeze and then walked to her own chest to start looking for a crop top. Lily felt her shame melt away and in it's place, a feeling of pride. She wiped away her tears and let out a laugh. Her girls, her lionesses were going to war for her.

Mary pulled her own crop top out and paused thoughtfully.

"If we really are going to protest sexist dress codes and sexist prefects, we need more people."

Suddenly she smiled and left the room. Moments later, the sound of a door banging open and a shrill scream sounded throughout Gryffindor tower. Lily heard yelling followed by silence and minutes later, Mary walked back in with a huge grin on her face.

"What the hell was that?" Lily asked laughing.

"I had to see our favorite group of marauders. Who knew Black could scream like that? I told them what was going on and they're in. Remus was a little iffy on the plan. He said he didn't feel comfortable showing skin but James and Sirius hyped him up and now he's feeling cute and wants to go. Oh and Alice, I passed by Frank. He heard what happened and he's in as well."

Lily covered her mouth with her hand in shock. James? James toerag Potter was going to help? Maybe he just wanted to show some skin off. Either that or the alternative was that he cared.

Dorcas grinned and strutted to the door.

"Ready to end up to stir up trouble in the name of feminism?"

"You know that we're going to get called bitches for protesting the dress code?" Alice said as she applied lip gloss.

Lily reapplied her mascara and grinned at her girls in the reflection of her mirror. "Let them. Bitches get things done. This isn't just for us. This is for every witch at Hogwarts, before, during, and after us. Ready ladies?"

"Ready," Dorcas said with a smile as sharp as a knife.

"Ready," Marlene said with a mischievous glint in her eyes

"Ready," Mary said with eyeliner sharp enough to cut someone

"Ready," Alice said as she flipped her hair

"We're ready too" James Potter said, grinning when they came down into the common room. Lily looked him in the eye to see if he was making a joke out of all this but she saw only sincerity.

Frank put his arm around Alice's waist and pulled her in for a hug.

"You look good Longbottom" Alice said grinning.

Frank let out a small, nervous laugh. "I'm not exactly a big fan of wearing crop tops but in the name of feminism, I'm down"

Sirius whooped as he smacked Remus' ass. "Lets go beat the shit out of the sexist prefect."

"That's not what we're doing, idiot" Remus groaned in exasperation.  

Lily looked at each of her girls, the marauders, and Frank. They were all risking trouble, detention, and humiliation. For her. McGonagall did say that her house would be like her family. Gryffindors really do stick together.

"Let's go fuck shit up", Lily declared as they all walked out of Gryffindor tower.

[caddy-crystal-queen]

Okay on tonight's episode of who in the GoT/HoTD Fandom need to be slapped, I'm gonna address two issues cause I'm pissed and honestly it deserves mentioning.

Gonna start with the most recent thing I heard. Wtf is with Fandoms driving people off of social media with their nonsensical bullshit?! Not to drag another Fandom into this but Star Wars is notorious for this bullshit, and I seriously thought we moved past this! Clearly not!

Can Fandoms just stop doing this? The most recent victim of this nonsense is apparently the actor playing Young Alicent Hightower, Emily Carey.

*WHACK*

STOP. BULLYING. PEOPLE!

Be. A. Nice. Human!

Holy tap dancing Horus! She's an actress literally just doing her job and giving her perspective on her character! This ties in to these actors being people at the end of the day! You don't bully someone for simply stating an opinion, an opinion which doesn't harm anyone. First off that's just rude as fuck, you can disagree with someone and still believe they have a right to their opinion! Miss Carey has literally done nothing wrong except...apparently saying her character isn't a villain? Um...when did this become a crime? When did this become one of the worst things apparently you can do?

Holy shit there should be a support group for all these actor chased off social media but Fandom entitled fuckwits who can't see in front of their faces or think with their brains!

Now this is not being a support of the character Alicent Hightower. I've read Fire and Blood, I know what happens. But this isn't even about the character, this is about the actress. Like the rest of us she's allowed to have her opinion and state it. All YOU have to do, if you disagree, is ignore the tweet, walk the other way, and leave it the fuck alone. Anyone who bullies people, not just famous people, off the internet for a harmless (notice I said harmless, meaning they aren't saying something deeply troubling about real life issues) opinion deserves a swift kick in the ass and a sharp slap to the face!

Fuck. You. All!

Now, the second thing I'm going to address has actually been a problem since casting for the show was announced. People, what kind of piece of shit sits there and talks shit about another person's appearance?!

Yeah, I'm mad yall mother fuckers got me defending Matt Smith up in this bitch.

Again.

*WHACK!*

Quit. With the high school. Bullying. TACTICS!!!!!

Like I said how fucking hard is it just to be a decent human being?! Like what has to go so wrong in your life that you decided to just take your bullshit out on someone you don't even know? And going for their appearance? That's just fucking low.

I'm gonna just get this out of the way: I'm not a fan of the guy. I never really have been. I don't think he's ugly, like everyone seems to be saying, but he just doesn't do it for me personally, and it's absolutely nothing against him. I'm sure Matt Smith is an awesome dude IRL, and he seems pretty chill as far as I know. I respect the guy for his acting ability and his passion but that's about it. I see why a lot of people find him appealing but he doesn't do it for me.

That being said, I am so sick of seeing comments like "Oh, well he looks like he's the product of incest anyway!". Like dude...that is not cool and no one should be saying that about anyone. I may not find him attractive personally but I'm not sitting here behind a phone screen bashing the appearance of a dude I don't know. Nothing, not a thing, gives anyone the right to say things like that and bully someone for something they literally have no control over.

It's seriously some petty ass bullshit and it needs to stop. Maybe he doesn't need me to defend him but goddamn yall are just doing too damn much and being a POS about it. Your insults, name calling, and bullying are completely uncalled for!

Stop. Your. Bullshit!

Be. A nice. Human!!!!

It literally costs nothing!

Fucking assholes...

[mo-mo-and-porkchop]

42. "This isnt going to have a happy ending" (Seven)

@youbloodymadgenius

(Sorry this took so long.)

[Ala Alice in borderland on Netflix. ]

Oscar stared at the ceiling of his latest dwelling - a small, studio apartment no bigger than a hotel room. A fan whirled quietly, pushing a small breeze throughout the space. He let his eyes drift to the singular window and out to the roadways and parking lots the complex surrounded. Thin walls allowed him to hear everything his neighbors went through, day in and day out. Drab colors covered the walls making the space even more depressing.

What a shithole.

However it wasn't the worst place work had sent him over the years. Given his station in life he had been required to live in some of the shadier places on Earth. Being a hired hand for the most powerful players meant you went where they sent you. No questions. If he had known his experience in spec ops would turn him into a glorified errand boy he would never have replied to his recruitment.

They're lucky they pay so well.

He sat up with a sigh and forced himself from the futon. A female living to his right was on the phone with, whom he could only assume was a friend, complaining about her most recent bout of dieting. Her cat ate better than she did according to her.

Oscar shuffled to his small bathroom and splashed cool water across his face. He'd been there a month already and his target had yet to show up. He huffed silently to himself. He tried to warn the powers that be to move on from their obsession. After the doctor's botched experiments, they turned all of their attention to a nobody, twenty something.

A fucking kid.

As he dried his face two male voices drifted through his walls, catching his attention. They stood just down the hall and were easily heard. He listened as they discussed benign details of their day and, judging by their voices, they were 409 and 411.

Buzz. Buzz.

He glanced into his apartment at a small kitchen table that doubled as a nightstand. His phone lit up before buzzing once more indicating a text had come through. He tossed the towel onto the edge of the sink and went for his phone.

He swiped up and unlocked his phone to see a picture of Dahlia smiling brightly on the beach. Followed by the question:

[sms: jealous?]

A soft smile tugged at his lips when he saw it was his sister. And yes, he was jealous. He huffed quietly and sent a picture of his current view.

[sms: not really]

[sms: stop bragging] was her reply.

A hard, loud series of knocks at his door pulled him from his phone with a slight start. He wasn't expecting anyone. No one knew he was there, save his sister. And his 'boss' never frequent his residences. They did all their business virtually. The less connected they were physically the better.

The knocking repeated itself and he went to check his doorbell camera. Oddly no one stood there. The hall was empty. Silence began to creep in from all around. Then all power crashed.

All power.

The lights, the camera, the ac, the hall lights. Everything electronic had gone down. Not even his phone was working.

'What the hell?' he asked no one as he tapped the screen and shook it a little. 

He wasn't sure what he hoped would have happened by doing it. It was like blowing on the game system when the cartridge didn't work - useless, but somehow hopeful. When nothing else worked he carefully opened his door, peeking through the hall.  His unknown knocker was still at large.

Seeing that things were all clear, he went to neighbor's and knocked. Maybe they knew more about what happened. Silence followed. He waited a minute and tried again. Still nothing.

"Hello?" he called through her door.

He knew she was in there. She'd just been bitching to her cat, jealous of his superior meal plan.

"I'm from 408."

Silence.

Odd, but maybe she was cautious of unknown males. Although neighbors they knew neither beyond a simple greeting in passing. Something that happened rarely since he'd arrived.

He left her door and went to his other neighbor's. Repeating the same process, resulting in the same response.

His heart began to race as each and every door on his floor resulted in nothing more than silence. He seemed to be the only person there which was impossible. He rushed down the stairs and to the lobby, finding it eerily empty.

"Hey!" he called throughout the lobby as he searched for someone, anyone. "Hello?!"

Oscar left his complex and headed for the streets - which he found littered with abandoned cars and deserted.

What the fuck?!

"Hey!" he yelled louder, darting from car to car, his search still coming up empty.

At this point it felt as if his heart would break through his chest it was beating so hard. His mind raced. Panic was not something he was used and he handled it very poorly. The only one who was ever able to calm him on the rare occassions it did hit was his sister.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and stared at the black screen. It still wasn't working. He glanced around to try and find his bearings and noticed something.

The marquees had gone black. the street lights were out. Even the cars wouldn't start. Everything electronic was down. Like an EMP had hit, rendering it all useless. But that didn't account for the lack of people. Oscar had no idea what could have caused that since he remained. His mind went to the only explanation he could think of.

This was hell.

But he didn't remember dying. He'd been in his apartment minding his own business. The knocking was the last sound he heard. Not a gun shot or explosion. Just loud, hard knocking.

A month had gone by. In that time he'd searched nearly every part of the city and found nothing. No one. Each building was just as empty as the last. He scavenged supplies as needed and continued searching for anything to explain away this very real feeling delusion.

Suddenly a small tv screen lit up nearby - a lone light in the darkness. He squinted to see it clearer as he neared.

'Game arena this way.'

Game arena?  What the hell? 

A large arrow pointed to the right and looked where it pointed. As if on cue, a spotlight shown into the sky, illuminating a building a few blocks away. A glance between his phone, which still wasn't working, and the screen was all he took before heading where directed. This was the only thing different to happen since arriving.

He came to an apartment building slightly smaller than his. It too was dark save for the spotlights and some emergency lights running on a gas powered backup generator.  It was just as abandoned as the rest of the city.

Cautiously he entered the building. He'd been through a lot of shit in his day, but this was eerier than hell. The silence was nearly driving him mad. Nevertheless he made his way through the hall, arrows leading the way. He finally came to the end of the hallway. A small table with cell phones and an elevator were all that greeted him. The elevator was down and the phones were off, just like the rest of the city.

Great. More nothing.

He tried the nearby doors and found them all locked. He left to backtrack out when he finally ran into others. Instinctively he grabbed one up and held him against the wall, holding his hand out to keep the others at bay.

"What the hell is going on? Who are you?" he asked glancing between the three of them.

They remained silent, but by the looks of thing he wasn't going to get any answers from them. He could almost smell their fear. Once Oscar actually took the time to actually see them he realized he'd overreacted. They were young men.  In their mid twenties at best. Kids. He was an ex military turned merc who had done a great job of staying fit. He must have looked like a monster to them. He relaxed his grip and held up both hands in apology, taking a small step backward, keeping them all in his sights. 

"Sorry. You're the first people I've found since...getting here and I thought you might have been responsible for whatever is going on," he explained.

They silently shook their heads once they were able to overcome their surge of fear. "We are just as lost as you," one of them said.

He looked at the three of them, studying their body language - which told they were being truthful.

"Do you know what is going on?" a second one asked when the silence became too much for him.

Oscar simply gave him a look to convey how stupid he thought that question was considering their initial meeting.

"Right. Sorry," he said sheepishly.

"We don't know anything," the first one admitted. "We were goofing off and then everything disappeared. It wasn't until dark that we were showed the way here."

Oscar nodded slightly. Aside from the length of time they were here, it was the same as him. "I've been here a month if my count is correct and haven't found shit. Except you guys," he said glancing between them.

The one with the stupid question took a few steps, peeking around the corner. He saw the elevator and table full of phones. His demeanor seemed a bit more hopeful at the sight. "There are phones down here," he said to his friends before taking off for them.

"They don't work," Oscar called out, but the other two had already rushed to join their friend.

When they picked them up the screens woke up. Their faces were scanned and a woman's voice came through - explaining registration was closed in five minutes and the number of participants, which as of now was the three of them.

"What the fuck?" Oscar said picking up a fourth phone. It scanned his face and replayed the same message. "These weren't working when I found them," he said more to himself.

Before they could discuss the recent turn of events a woman emerged from around the corner. She was dressed in business casual attire and looked vastly out of place. She calmly walked toward them and picked up a phone, repeating the process as the rest. This time however the registration time had gone down by two minutes.

"What does that even mean?" the third guy asked when he heard her message. "Registration?"

"Its a game," the woman said, breaking her silence.

"Game? What do you mean game?"

Without a word she pulled out some kind of ID badge and threw it down the hall. They all watched as a lazer shot out and precisely hit the tiny card.

"Once you cross the barrier you have now choice but to play."

"What game?!" the first guy asked again, frustration and worry in his voice.

"We are all in this game," she began to explain. "Each one is different and if you don't complete their tasks you die."

"Their?" Oscar asked.

She shrugged her shoulders "Whoever is running it."

A second girl showed up and when she saw the groups of them she rushed forward, happy to find other humans. The trio of guys tried to stop her, but it was too late and she'd crossed the threshold. Quietly Oscar handed her a phone. After scanning her face the voice rang out that registration was closed and there were six participants. It continued stating the game's name - Dead or Alive - the difficulty - three of clubs, whatever the hell that meant - and the one and only rule:

Pick the right door and exit within the time limit.

Just then the elevator door opened with a sign on it's back wall simply stating 'Start'.

Oscar sighed and quietly told himself "This isn't going to have a happy ending" before heading inside it with the others.

[punkscowardschampions]

Jesse & Jac

Jesse: [okay so in my head it's at least the next day and obviously she's not going to school and neither is he because lowkey doesn't want to ever but brings her a cup of tea in the morning when everyone else is going off and then leaves] Jac: Practicing for your illustrious career in the café industry? Jac: Dad will be equal parts proud and horrified Jac: that'd be a...latte, yeah? Jesse: Depends on if you reckon it's needed Jac: Think it's a flat white, actually Jac: I'll ask him, be nothing but thrilled Jesse: thrilled about you talking Jac: you could be a little more buzzing yourself, honestly Jesse: I am Jesse: silent brooding works better for lads Jesse: and it's sorta my gig Jac: Don't worry, I'll leave your guitar out of my 'brooding' Jac: keep it truly 🤐 Jesse: 👍 Jac: You been tasked to make sure I don't top myself or this purely about your knowledge adversion Jesse: writer's block Jac: well you aren't co-opting my heartbreak Jac: not being another bitch who never gets the credit she's due Jesse: have a credit Jesse: don't matter to me Jac: Got enough hits, Mr Sensitive? Jac: alright Jac: it would piss Jude off if I got mine 'fore her Jesse: chart faves are shitting themselves Jac: yeah, you're well top40, always said so 😏 Jesse: prefer the 🤐 off you then Jac: Charming Jac: no wonder I'm so well-adjusted Jesse: you're doing alright Jac: Ha, what are you basing that expert opinion on? Jesse: 👀 Jac: Notoriously deceptive, 👀s Jesse: depends whose Jac: Remember when we started school Jac: and the teachers used to get our names the wrong way 'round Jesse: yeah Jesse: put a k on yours and an i in mine Jac: right Jac: maybe we can really commit to the swap now Jesse: if you like Jac: I could get the silent brooding down Jac: my sex aside Jesse: I'm not doing everything you do Jesse: be knackered Jac: you kidding? Jac: I'm laying here watching this cuppa go cold Jesse: [comes in and drinks it because we don't waste tea in this house] Jesse: don't stare at an empty mug Jesse: that's 💔 Jac: [the smallest lol ever] Jac: what do I do then? Jesse: [gets his guitar and starts teaching her some basics, like well if you're gonna be me] Jac: [that's a nice moment] Jesse: [just passing that guitar between them like] Jac: ['does it work then?'] Jesse: [a look like what?] Jac: [looks at the guitar then does 💔 mime] Jesse: [gets his phone and shows her how many songs/playlists etc there are on spotify or wherever about heartbreak with a shrug like it must do] Jac: [a look back that says 'or it doesn't'] Jesse: [a look back like maybe nothing does and looks at his imaginary watch like maybe time does] Jac: [scatching look like your mother] Jesse: [😏 like both of your parents] Jac: [taps the empty mug like make us another one? 'might be able to drink some of this one'] Jesse: [goes to do that and will bring her biscuits of course] Jac: [I'd love a biscuit rn tbh] Jesse: you know what would work? Jac: tell me Jesse: 🥊 Jac: I can barely hold a mug Jac: you want an easy win that bad? Jesse: you held a guitar Jac: not as hard as you want girls to believe, pretty boy Jesse: piss off Jac: 😏 Jesse: told ya you were doing alright Jac: not dead yet Jesse: 👍 Jesse: Jude would have it said you are Jesse: or dying Jac: She's got Auntie Grace's dramatic streak Jac: she'll wanna 🥊 me for saying it but can't hide from the truth Jesse: she wants to knock out loads of people Jesse: get in line Jac: I'm not queuing Jesse: 💔 isn't a killer then? Jac: Haven't you ever? Jac: ❤ or 💔 Jesse: only been in like Jac: reckon I've only ever been out Jesse: what do you mean? Jac: I thought it was ❤ Jac: but it weren't Jesse: weren't to you Jesse: or weren't to them Jac: Is there a difference? Jesse: yeah Jac: if it's not reciprocated Jac: it's not real Jesse: if it was real to one of you Jac: Only in my 🧠 Jesse: you reckon? Jac: I know now Jesse: if they even know Jac: what do you mean? Jesse: how they feel might be complicated Jesse: in their 🧠 or ❤ Jac: She made her feelings really clear Jesse: one of them Jac: It's not even how much this hurts Jac: and it does Jac: but I'm going to be completely alone Jesse: [brings her the tea and biscuits and does the feelsy lean on her that JJ do like no you won't] Jac: [just tapping his hand like she did the mug because we can't be smiling or showing appreciation in any way more than this rn] Jesse: [we drinking tea and eating biscuits cos emotions] Jac: [again, a nice moment, even though if you could cry, you would be] Jesse: [his biscuit falling in his tea and him doing the 💔 mime] Jac: [kisses her teeth like amateur 'won't tell dad'] Jesse: [does a little spur of the moment song about it that's so silly] Jac: [snorts 'oh, now I get why you have fans, yeah' shaking her head] Jesse: [throws a pillow at her because father's son] Jac: [hits him with it, obvs] Jesse: [lets her because it'll help] Jac: [should turn into you lowkey angrily beating him with the pillow like a crazy grieving person 'cos tea] Jesse: [100% approved and he'll eventually just hug her when she's exhausted her anger] Jac: [allowing it 'cos you need it] Jesse: [you seriously do gal] Jac: [loved this tbh] Jesse: [I like them together a lot] Jac: [but not in an incesty way ty] Jesse: [no no] Jac: [later, like, he left] Jac: thanks Jesse: it's just tea Jac: no just about, boy Jesse: 🙄😏 Jac: just let me know when you need a cup, yeah? Jesse: every hour on the hour Jesse: tah Jac: don't take the piss, like Jesse: don't sound like me Jac: 'course not Jesse: real food? Jac: biscuits are the most important food group Jesse: Dad entered the chat Jac: thank fuck he hasn't Jesse: worse people to talk to Jesse: in this house Jac: don't need to tell me Jac: dreading when she gets back Jesse: I'll take her on a dog walk Jesse: long Jac: throw a ⚾ and lose her Jac: bless Jesse: you've done the runner Jac: it worked so well Jesse: no seeing the future Jac: dunno if anyone thinks it's all that shocking Jesse: you weren't doing it for shock factor Jac: mum thinks I'm such a prick Jesse: She don't have the full story Jesse: and she can be a prick Jac: she ain't saying it like a compliment Jesse: not personally gutted that you weren't as good at pissing off as her Jac: 🤢 Jac: careful Jesse: 🤠 Jac: gotta live up to the namesake, yeah Jesse: don't wanna be the other McCartney Jesse: and you're more likely to invent Facebook than I am Jac: but how will I know I've got a beautiful soul now? 💔 Jesse: Talk to her Jac: who Jesse: the girl you love Jac: I can't Jesse: not today Jesse: but she's not going anywhere Jac: she's gone Jac: I can feel it Jac: nothing is the same now Jesse: loads has been happening Jesse: cut her some slack Jac: you didn't see the look on her face Jesse: I've seen her with you loads of other times Jac: she was in love with Tyler Jac: everyone knew it Jesse: was Jac: that was me Jac: their breakup Jesse: No it weren't Jac: I've done a lot of shit Jesse: that's not why she reacted like she did Jac: She's straight Jac: regardless Jesse: she said? Jac: the 👀 Jesse: it's for her to say Jesse: I got shit scared the 1st time I performed, it don't mean I never wanted to again Jac: well, she can Jac: not getting my hopes up here though Jesse: she'll be alone an' all Jac: if she weren't 💬 him in her uber back Jesse: you reckon? Jac: probably Jac: wouldn't be surprised Jesse: that's rough Jac: mhm Jesse: You wanna come to tonight's gig? Jac: How 💔 is your set? Jesse: it ain't Jesse: but it ain't set in stone Jac: don't go changing it on my account Jac: not fit to be seen by the public Jesse: write down the songs you wanna hear Jesse: if you can hold a pen Jesse: pub's in the middle of nowt Jac: I could use a drink that don't have milk in Jac: no white russians Jesse: should've said Jac: not before 5PM Jesse: real food 1st Jac: Dad entered the chat Jesse: don't wanna clean up your 🤮 you prick Jac: then don't Jac: and I'm not an amateur Jesse: 🖕😏 Jac: they got a 🚽 yeah? Jesse: Dunno Jac: Jesus Jac: super ⭐dom is well glam Jesse: Piss off Jac: can we be out the house 'fore they're all back or what Jesse: if you like Jac: you don't wanna be unfashionably early though Jesse: we can find somewhere else to go Jac: alright Jac: better than repeating the same conversations again Jesse: 👍 Jac: 🤠 Jesse: dress code? Jac: I'm not that gay Jesse: gutted Jac: 💔 Jesse: if we ain't matching, better not Jac: let us borrow a hat Jac: not gonna be pulling Jesse: Alright Jac: give me time to wash Jesse: don't have to queue Jac: polite to pretend I ain't a state Jesse: is it? Jesse: or are you just not? Jac: oh yeah, winning at life, me Jesse: weren't what I said Jesse: but you don't look like Alice Cooper, you can have that Jac: Cheers Jesse: 🏆

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House of the Dragon Thoughts

I've been wanting to write a bit about what I've been watching lately and, you know what, tumblr is the perfect place to do it. Spoilers for House of the Dragon if you haven't seen it. Also this post is fairly long and I'm all over the place lol

Something I was asked by my best friend, who also watched the series, was; "Isn't it so much better than Game of Thrones?!"

And that question confused me because... no, no I don't think it is.

House of the Dragon was better than the ending of Game of Thrones. I'd argue even better than season 7, but seasons 1 through 6? No.

I thought it might have been nostalgia that made me keep saying that so I've been rewatching GoT and, nope, it isn't nostalgia. GoT definitely has my attention far better than HotD. I think a lot of people who ask that question are remembering how GoT ended, not the literal years of amazing fucking storytelling it gave us. Yes, they ran GoT into the ground, but most of the story is still insanely good.

I like HotD. I loooooved GoT when it first launched. I have respect for some HotD characters, but I love Snow, Arya, Sam, and Tyrion (at least until the end when he fucked some stuff up.) Hell, I came to love Jaime and had a love/hate relationship with Cersei. She was a bad bitch, you had to respect her.

But there's no character I love in HotD. I'd say Rhaenyra is the closest, but she's kind of like how I felt towards Danny. I liked Danny because she was a powerful woman with fucking dragons. I like Rhaenyra because she's a powerful woman with a fucking dragon. I support them and I want them to succeed, but they aren't my favorites.

People like Daemon and Aemond a lot, but I find them a tad boring. They stare creepily at people and sometimes have a cool move, but I don't KNOW them. I don't see their stories quite yet compared to GoT when I felt like I knew a lot of the characters very quickly. I got attached, especially to Arya immediately, but there's no one like that in HotD yet.

The time jumps are what I think made HotD season one a bit weak for me. We don't get to see Alicent or Rhaenyra grow into adults. They're teens then BAM they're women with children. And even the children we see as one age then BAM they're years older. We don't see the changes. They're just different.

I definitely believe season two and onward will be FAR BETTER! And should have a better ending than GoT because they won't fuck up twice, right? o_o So I might like the series as a whole better in the long run, but right now definitely not.

I have to root for characters to enjoy a show. They don't have to be good people, but I have to be interested in them and that's my biggest problem with HotD right now. No one stands out. None of them are good people, which would be okay if they were at least interesting and right now I'm not that interested.

Again, I like the show. Don't get me wrong. I am excited for season two, but season one felt like a very long prologue that showed us characters but didn't allow us to get attached. People died, but I didn't care about them because I don't know them.

Harwin dying? Oh, that sucks, but whatever. Laena dying? Oh, that sucks, but whatever. Luke dying? Oh, that sucks, but whatever.

Compared to GoT; Ned dying? FUCKING HELL, THEY FUCKING KILLED NED, WHAT?! I'd say that's the difference for me right now; there wasn't a HOLY FUCKING SHIT moment in HotD.

I think Luke's death was meant to be one, but I saw that coming a mile away. I actually thought Luke AND Jace would die at the end, that Aemond would kill both or at least order someone to kill one and he'd deal with the other. That made the most sense to me. Again, still sucks and it makes me excited for season two because Rhaenrya will be committing some war crimes with Daemon and I'm down for that. That's what I think will draw me in because things are actually getting started. I'm incredibly hopeful for the upcoming seasons. I do believe that, in the long run, HotD will be better than GoT because they should have learned their lesson.

Also, no I don't get the Rhaenrya and Daemon ship. I was so grossed out when he was being a disgusting pedo in the brothel, I had to start skipping. Like yeah, it's the GoT universe, they do gross shit all the time, but hi, hello, I was not born in that universe (thank god) so that shit fucking gross. That probably doesn't help in my enjoyment of the show because any time they are on screen together as a couple, my skin crawls x_x

I do stand by Paddy Considine and Emma D'Arcy deserving to win an emmy for their performances though. They both did insanely well and I was surprised how I actually felt bad for Viserys and had some level of respect for him, which is 100% due to Paddy's great fucking acting. And that piercing glare Emma gave at the end, that's what made us all think that season two is going to be fucking insane.

Anywho, those are my overall thoughts. It made me think a lot of GoT because of my friends question and obviously that it's in the same universe, so I just wanted to get my thoughts out. I might write one of these about The Rings of Power too some other time.

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Thoughts on Chapter 1 of Midnight Sun by Stephanie Meyer

Chapter 1

The Good

 It is interesting seeing how Stephanie used Edwards mind reading. I liked the bit where he talked about being relieved the name "Edward" went out of style because whenever people thought the name "Edward" he would turn. I thought that was a cool little tidbit.

I liked getting a glimpse into the other Cullens minds. 

Alice got some really good characterization. She's such a sweetheart. Alice is the best character! 

The Bad

OMG! Poor Jasper! He's always in so much pain and he doesn't need to be! The first few pages felt so pointless! There is a simple solution! Tell everyone he's homeschooled! It's just annoying reading about Edward wining about how much he hates high school and how much Jasper is suffering when THERE IS A SIMPLE SOLUTION TO THIS! It's hard to take this seriously. For ancient vampires the Cullens sure are dumb.

It's very slow paced. Kinda bored.

Everyone is so obsessed with Bella, it comes off so cartoonishly exaggerated. Maybe Stephanie was homeschooled. Maybe that’s why the high school parts are so bad. Or maybe she’s a narcissist? Bella is definitely a self insert so everyone being obsessed with her seems like a narcissist wet dream. But then again Twilight did start out as a wet dream. Stephanie said she had a dream about a perfect boy and a perfect girl (probably her) in a meadow talking. I have a sneaking suspicion they did more than just talk in that dream but whatever. I don't really care to have this suspicion confirmed. 

Okay so there's a part where Bella walks in the science lab and Edward gets a shift of her scent for the first time and OH MY GOD THE CRINGE!! Stephanie uses so many words but literally NOTHING happens. That's not even an exaggeration. Literally he just sits there lamenting about how much of a "monster" he is. There's a kind of interesting day dream he has about murdering everyone in the classroom but it's JUST a daydream and NOTHING happens! It's like if I were to write a story about me writing a story.

I sat in the library daydreaming about my characters. I imagined that Quinn snapped an old man's neck and blood squirted everywhere. And then Lucas came in and seduced a younger librarian, taking her into one of the small study rooms off to the side. I pictured they had very loud sex before a loud scream and then blood spattering on the windows of the room. 

I blinked and nothing like that had happened. But I felt horrible for thinking such violent things. No one knew what a monster I was! I was sick in the head. I returned my attention to my Facebook news feed.

See? 

Edward is so annoying. 😭 He's so tortured over nothing! Get a life! Get out of high school! I'm bored!

The school secretary, Mrs. Cope should NOT be allowed around children! Omfg! She's having inappropriate thoughts about a student! This is NOT normal! Ik he's a vampire and all but omg ew! Stephanie, you DID NOT need to put this in! We get it! They're hot! Everyone's horny for the Cullens and Bella all the time! It's just kind of a given at this point! 

I love and hate this one part where Alice tells Jasper it helps to think of them as people. No shit! I like how it shows she's really connected to the community and it shows a bit about her character but it kind of also came off like telling someone with depression that essential oils and yoga helps. I cringed hard.

Holy fuck Jessica is a BITCH! She's coming across as a MAJOR narcissist!  

Final Thoughts

Boring.

Edward is annoying.

My high school crush on Alice has resurfaced with a passion. Alice is the only Cullen I will get hot and bothered over.

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Okay maybe also Jasper a little but that's just because he's with Alice. 😅