#I’m gonna dissect the fuck out of these songs

[lyraofthestarsss]

I’m taking a music appreciation class this semester >:3 epic the musical fandom, you are not ready for me

[slamminslamminmcgill]

I need to be high off my ass while deadpool fucks me. That’s it. that’s the post. Wade wilson the man that you are. Hurfgghdhhhh. yeah. weed makes me horny so definitely that…… Deadpool….. save me………….. headlock….. his arms…. ehhshhhshhhhh

deadpool headlock on drugs inspired by my last dick appointment coming right up!!

warning: intox (weed), choking, oral, daddy kink, humiliation, transphobic slurs

anatomical terms: cunt/pussy

suggested listening: Gorillaz - Superfast Jellyfish (trying something new w/ poolposting!! i love the deadpool soundtrack and the vibes the music creates for each scene so im trying to emulate that. also discovered recently that this is a perfect song to smoke and get your pussy ate to 😌)

“What was that? Didn’t quite catch that, sugarcunt. Speak up for me, will ya?”

“F-Feels so… feels so fucking gooooood…”

“Mm, but does it? If you’re still speaking in complete sentences, then my work’s not done. Go ahead and take another hit. Or two. Y’know what? Just finish the bowl. I’ll pack you another if you’re still too smart for my liking.”

Wade punctuated his order with a sharp smack to your cunt, sloppy with his spit and your need. His mask was pulled up just over his mouth so he could service you.

This motherfucker was trying to kill you. Or at the very least, give you some form of brain damage. Every consecutive orgasm reduced your cognitive functioning. To his credit, though, it sounded like a generous offer when he first proposed it.

“You need to relax, honey-boo. How’s about you smoke up while I go down, if you catch my drift?"

He was lying on his stomach, his chin resting in his hands, his legs in the air kicking back and forth, watching as you took rapid fire bong hits. You tried your best to burn through the bowl as quickly as you could, and you got about three solid clouds out before you started coughing. Hard.

“That’s it. You got it,” Wade cooed, stroking your inner thigh, “Just cough out all those neurons for me, good boy. Daddypool’s stupid little boy, I’m so proud of you!” He used your coughing fit as an opportunity to sneak two fingers inside you, and gawked at how you hard you clenched them. “Ooh, yeah, you got some good grip strength in you, cupcake. Squeezing those fingers like a hug from a church-going grandma. 'Am I gonna see you next week at the bake sale, honey?' Oh, yes, you will, Miss Nancy!"

What? What in the actual fuck is he yapping about? Was that supposed to be a joke? You had no mental bandwidth left to even speak, let alone dissect Wade's meandering, confusing, drawn-out metaphors for your pussy. "Wh… Wha-a-a?"

"Oh, that’s sounding much dumber, baby! Good boy!" He said cheerily, sliding his fingers out and wiping them on his suit. "Seems like you’re just about ready for Daddy."

--

"Oh my god, look at you! You look so cute pinned down like this! Aw, you can’t move, can you, dummy? Nowhere for you to go, huh? Except back onto Daddy’s cock where you belong."

Wade had you on your back, your ankles on his shoulders, his hands gripping your thighs as he pounded into you, over and over, deeper and deeper. So deep, in fact, it was as if he was shoving your womb up into your throat. Choking on that and a mouthful of drool, you cried out for him, pawing at his arms just to feel him close to you.

“Daddy—Da-! Daddy, Daddyyy-y-y~!”

Wade could see the desperation on your face, that yearning for closeness, and dangled it over your head. “Aw, poor baby, you need a hug? But you’re already hugging me so tight, with that—f-fucking wet honey-pot cunt you’ve got there—ah! Fuck! Ah… shit, I got’cha, come here.”

Wade withdrew his hips, leaving you gaping and empty without his cock stretching you out. He leaned down to wrap his arms tightly around you, though before you could hug him back, he flipped you onto your stomach. He pressed a firm hand onto your back to keep you lying prone on the mattress. With you trapped beneath him once again, he pushed back in.

“Ooooh, that’s it, babyboy, that’s the ticket.”

You sobbed into the pillows, keeping your sounds timid and muffled, and your dignity somewhat intact. But Wade wouldn’t let you off that easy. He hooked his arms around your neck and yanked you up into him. The pressure on your windpipe turned your moans into weak gasps and sputters. The lack of oxygen set your nerves alight, burning with hypersensitivity. And to make matters worse, he wouldn’t stop growling filth right into your ear.

“God, I can feel my balls smacking your tiny little tranny dick like this… Can feel you twitching… So fuck—so fucking wet… Mmmm, I’m gonna shoot the biggest fuckin’ load into you... Not… not yet though… No, I’m not done with you, yet, slutter-butter. I can just… mmm, edge myself inside you… keep you nice and full… All. Fucking. Night.”

[axolotlsupremacyowo]

Klapollo: Dissecting a song and talking about it's meaning

Franmaya: Snowball fight

Narumitsu: Edgeworth tries pie for the first time

BESTIE!!!!! HI BESTIE! So, all three of my fave ships, huh...? I can do that! Easy peasie!

Klapollo, 135 words

“Come now, Herr Forehead! You must admit, it’s the pinnacle of songwriting!” Apollo wasn’t sure how they had gotten into this discussion. One moment they were in bed together talking about music, and the next they were discussing song lyrics. Which then led to this ridiculous discussion. “Really, Klavier? “She’s indecisive, she can’t decide” is peak songwriting to you?” Apollo questioned with a brow raised. “Ja, of course! Is it not to you?” “Of course it isn’t! It’s repetitive! He already said she was indecisive, why would he explain what it means-” Apollo stopped as he saw the huge grin on Klavier’s face, shooting him a glare. “Wait, you’re just fucking with me!” “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Herr Forehead.” Klavier laughed as Apollo hit him on the head with a pillow.

Franmaya, 240 words

One of the downsides of living in Los Angeles was the fact that it didn’t snow very often. Franziska missed it sometimes, the way snow blanketed the whole world in its pure white sheet, how brisk and cool the winter air was on her skin, the comfort of wearing winter clothes. Her and Maya Fey had decided to visit Franziska’s family in Germany, and Franziska had to admit, it was nice. It was nice getting to see the snow again. She still remembered when she hated the snow, and thought it was foolish. They do say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Franziska smiled at the sight of it, her aunt’s backyard covered in snow. That was, until she felt a snowball pelted at the back of her head. She turned around to the source of said snowball, smiling when she saw Maya grinning at her. “Gotcha, Franzy!” Franziska smiled, a plan forming in her head. “I really do love you, Maya Fey.” “I love you too Franzy- WOAH!” Maya yelped as a snowball hit her right in the face. Franziska snickered. “NOT FAIR, FRANZY! That’s cheating!” Maya said. “And so is hitting someone distracted with a snowball, Maya Fey.” Franziska replied. “Oh! You’re gonna get it!” The two laughed as they engaged in a fierce snowball fight. And as Franziska pelted a snowball at Maya’s face again, laughing when she pouted, Franziska knew that she was in love.

Narumitsu, 290 words

Phoenix could bake. That still surprised Miles to this day, even when Phoenix had baked cookies and brownies for him. Sure, Phoenix was a pretty good cook, but baking was different. Baking required an intense and meticulous precision, and that bluffer of a man was the opposite of precise. And yet, Phoenix could bake. There was no denying that. And he was a pretty darn good baker, too. Phoenix was just perfecting his recipe for strawberry pie, and he had asked Miles to taste test it for him. Miles was more than willing to, he was his boyfriend after all, and he always liked to see what Phoenix had in store for him. Besides, Miles had never tried strawberry pie, and he thought it’d be nice to finally try it. After hours of work, Phoenix was finally able to show Miles the pie that he had just baked. He carried it over to Miles, setting it down the table. Just by the way it looked it was already delicious, though looks really weren’t everything. “Here it is! And if it’s trash, please be honest with me. I wanna know what I’m doing wrong.” Phoenix said. “Of course, Wright.” Miles replied. Miles took a bite out of the pie, and his eyes widened as soon as he tasted it. It was incredible. The crust was perfectly soft and flakey, but not overpowering the sweet tart of the strawberry. Even if he’d never tried strawberry pie before, he knew this was the best pie in the world. Phoenix was staring at him, with wide eyes and flour on his clothes, face, and hair. “How is it…?” “It’s incredible.” Miles said with a smile. Phoenix grinned, Miles fell in love with that grin.

[urmomsmattress]

24

A dissection of songs on my Marauders era playlist - Number 23 – Waiting Room by Phoebe Bridgers

Guys I don’t even know how to put this one into words its literally just Wolfstar. Like I cannot say more than that it’s literally just them but I'll try

If you were a teacher I would fail your class

Take it over and over ‘til you notice me

GOOD LORD this is literally Sirius I just know he was so utterly in love with Remus before he even knew what it was, and he just desperately wanted Remus to feel the same but didn’t think he was worthy or capable of love, on top of the fact that Remus was a boy, and having a crush on a boy is “unnatural” because we just know he was taught that growing up c’mon.

Now I don’t want to base these off of ATYD and I haven’t even read Sirius’ POV but literally just the

“Was it scary? Was I scary?”

“No. You were beautiful.”

SIRIUS WAS IN LOVE CMON i love them so much

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If you were a waiting room, I would never see a doctor

I would sit there with my first aid kit and bleed

Oh my fucking god I cant do this - this is why I skip this song when it comes on I get SO emotional its ridiculous

Sirius would 100 fucking percent bleed out if it meant he could have stayed with Remus forever I’m gonna be so sick

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I wanna be the power ballad that lifts you up and holds you down

I wanna be the broken love song that feeds your misery

And I can wish that all I want, but it won’t bring us together

Plus I know whatever happens to me, I know it’s for the better

*mainly in the context of post-prank*

I really think that no matter how many times Remus, or anyone for that matter, tells Sirius he deserves love, at the end of the day he won’t believe it. He really truly thinks that no matter what he wants, he won’t get Remus, he thinks he doesn’t deserve to have him. And at the end of the day I think Sirius would believe that it doesn’t matter what happens to himself, because maybe Remus would be better without him.

-

And when broken bodies are washed ashore

Who am I to ask for more, more, more?

But you’re breathing in my open mouth

You’re the gun in my lips that will blow my brains out

Guys seriously I can’t explain it more than it explains itself

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Wanna make you fall in love as hard as my poor parents teenage daughter

BRO WANTS REMUS TO LOVE HIM SO BAD

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She'll be the best you ever had if you let her

dare i say Sirius perchance thinking Tonks would be better for Remus than himself

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I know it’s for the better

Know it’s for the better x35

BRO the repetition almost like he’s trying to convince himself this instead of somebody else oh I’m gonna be so sick

Crazy how Phoebe Bridgers writes every song with the Marauders in mind

[orenjikaraka]

Shattered hearts

Il Dottore x reader angst

Summary: In 3.2, Dottore takes both gnosis, the electro and the dendro, and ya’ll know all his segments are dead 💀; but what if this happened, Dottore made his deal with Nahida, but he made a exchange for Nahida’s assistant (reader) instead of the electro gnosis, the exchange was for the deaths of his segments, Nahida didn’t want too, but reader insisted; She insisted because she wanted to protect her hometown and Nahida. Nahida was sobbing but she excepts your offer. Reader said her goodbyes and went with Dottore. Two years has passed as you being his assistant; through those two years. Reader notices his routines and how he noticed how a nice and beautiful woman can change someone perspective; they both got fairly close; but the fatui are not on point with these new notices and closeness, so they have to take it by hand… (Also there’s an age gap in this AU, Dottore is 41 and reader is 28; thats a 13 years age gap, i do like my older men 🥺 also Dottore sometimes speaks in lab terms.) also also, i think Dottore looks amazing like this beautiful art that how he gonna look like in this AU and go follow the artist by the way they’re amazing!

Suggestion of a song I was listening to while writing this.

Warnings: deep angst, blood, blood lose, starvation, cursing, depression, soft Dottore, spoilers for Dottore real name (Zandik), deep guilt, character death, and sad ending

Word count: 5279

(Y/n)’s POV

“GET AWAY FROM HER!!” Dottore said

Everything felt heavy around You, the astrosphere of your surroundings were slightly blurred from the tears and crimson blood that was flowing out of your body, your chest felt like a burning sun was going right through you, (Y,n) tried to move her eyes to look at Dottore, he was being pulled down, by two fatui guards, he was trying to break there strong grip, but no budge, (Y/n) tried to move her hand forward, but got crushed by a boot, “AAAAAAAAAAA-“ the boot move fairly quickly to (Y/n) mouth to shut her up.

“Shut your mouth princess, we don’t want your boyfriend to get anymore feisty then he already is-“

“I will fucking dissect you and use your organs as fuel for my fucking fireplace if you, LEAVE HER FUCK ALONE.”

‘Zandik…’

The fatui member just laughed because he knows damn well, Dottore can’t do shit, they took his special abilities away, his knifes, his living space, EVERYTHING, the only things he has is what he’s wearing when (Y/n) and him first meet at Sumeru…

“I’m soo scared Mr Dottore, OH WAIT, your not in the fatui anymore, no more 2nd class fatui harbinger, NO MORE Mr doctor to be called, because you broke a rule!”

Dottore felt deflated because he just lost all his progress because… because of me, ‘why… did- why did i insisted. he lost everything, his work, his segments, and… just- everything just gone…” While Dottore looked to the ground, he then looked up, “no, I haven’t.”

“And what makes you say that?”

“I still have my assistant.” He looked at (Y/n) through his mask but his lips was quivering.

“Aww how disgusting… HEY YOU” the fatui member pointed at the member that was holding Dottore down on his left. “Take his mask off, he doesn’t deserve or have the right to wear that mask. Also I just wanted to see what he looked like.”

The left fatui member yanked Dottore mask off in a harsh way, he threw it across the room, “damn your a lot older, I thought you were in your early 30s”

Dottore just looked at him with burning hatred.

“Welp enough chit chat, time to put this sick puppy to sleep.

“NO!? LET GO OF ME!!”

(Y/n) never knew that a man that's been called a psychopath or a monster, can have so much emotion to someone. The man moved his boot to your arm, and faced a shotgun, right on the tip of your skull. The cold tip of the gun gave shivers down your spine, soft whipping came from your gentle voice and it frightened Dottore to the bone.

“No- no please I beg-“

“Wow, I've never seen such a sight.”

A deeper and much rougher voice walked in the room.

‘Captaino?!?’

“Let her go, I have orders to execute her.”

The fatui member moved his feet off (Y/n) and gave the shotgun to Captaino and ran off. Captaino saw how (Y/n) was trying to get up, but Captaino put the cold tip of the shotgun on your head again. And you paused.

“I suggest you don’t get up… crawl instead.”

“Why…”

“Do you want to die?”

(Y/n) started crawling slowly to Dottore, Captaino was watching from afar but he was counting.

“Stop— sto- stop please” to Dottore cry was out of this world. “Dottore… help-“ “sweetheart- please just-“

Dottore try to move out again, squirming to break free, Captaino was slowly walking up to (Y/n), he saw how much blood was on the floor, painting crimson all over the concrete flooring. Dottore was panicking because each time Captaino got closer, he felt like he'd be a nobody without you, "please pick me— not her- I’ll do anything- please!!!” Captaino put the shotgun on the tip of her skull… “Nahida… I’m sorry— I’m sorry, I failed you, I’m sorry Zan-“

“Shut your mouth, you rat!”

“PLEASE— please just pick me- leave her be-“

Everything felt more heavy, your body felt slightly colder than before, your eyesight is fading slowly, ‘please…’

Dottore POV

Dottore eyes were clenching shut ‘NO- NO- NO, please oh archons please…’

Suddenly he felt cold, frostbite cold, his body was slowly getting colder by mere seconds, he opened his eyes and saw a cryo vision, the right fatui member saw it too and tried to grab it but right when he let go of Dottore. Dottore snatched it, ‘I’m such a fool.’ Then he found out he can have fast cryo speeds and swoop up (Y/n).

“SEES HIM”

‘Fuck what else can this mechanism can do!?!?”

As Captaino was inches from the both of you, you both teleported; leaving an icy debris where they were at.

“Find them now!!!”

—- time skip —-

When Dottore opened his eyes he was laying on the ice cold snow, snow was slowly falling from the sky, which made him panic and stopped him from his calm trance, he sat up and looked below his chest and saw (Y/n). “Sweet Thing-“ he immediately checked your pulse and your heart was fine? You were breathing normally but.- he checked your stomach region and it was covered in snowy ice, “how long was I sleep-“ Dottore heard a whipper and look at your face, you were crying softly and he just now noticed you slightly shaking, “I-

“SEARCH, I WANT THERE HEADS ON A STICK, LOOK FOR THAT WOMAN’S BLOOD”

Dottore is sweating bullets now, he looked to his left and saw Captaino screaming for murder. “Fuck- ok ok.” He looked back at you with panic, “don’t worry I- I got you- just… Shezhnaya to Sumeru, just- *gulp* fuck…”

“There!?!”

His heart was racing like a wildfire, “just Shezhnaya to Sumeru-“ “KILL THEM.” “Just- FUCK- just Shezhnaya to Sumeru” Dottore was holding you tighter and tighter from each step the fatui took, “just Sumeru please-!”

Teleport

“They got away sir-“

Shot

The agent’s body fell limp to the ground, blood spewing out of his skull leaving a crimson snowflake to the ground.

“Dispose the body, his family won’t be very happy about the news. That he failed to do a simple order.”

— time skip —

Dottore was holding (Y/n) and Fell to the concrete ground on his back, “physics…” then he got a spear above his face, it was a Sumeru guard, he was shocked that he made it to Sumeru but felt so lightheaded and drained, “how the hell did you got here, and stand up!” Dottore tried but he felt like he was gonna puke, “please- I just need her to be at- a medical station or a doctor- she’s bleeding badly-“ the guard kept his spear at him and moved his head to see (Y/n) and fear was his eyes, “(Y/n)!?” The guard dropped his spear and picked (Y/n) up brittle style, and ran to the big green palace, “good- *sniff* fuck-“ tears ran down Dottore eyes, weak sorrowful tears that just won’t stop, he put his gloved hands on his eyes, to hide his shame from everyone, the two guards that were around protecting Nahida palace were shocked, Dottore just remembered he has trackers on his vest and boot, so his “fatui friends” would “help” and find him, he got the one in his left side of his vest and frosted it and smashed it in his palm and try to sit up again because there was one under boot, ‘“tch”, and slowly got up, and took it and frosted that one and smashed it, one of the guard’s from the palace; walk up to Dottore and point a spear to Dottore’s face, “why did you destroy those-“ “how idiotic can you simpletons can be, I destroy my trackers so no- no one get… fuck… hurt” the guard noticed Dottore was clutching his stomach region, “how did you- teleported here?”

Dottore couldn’t care less so he showed the guard the cryo vision, “a delusion?”

“No, my vision…”

The guard tried to speak up again but Dottore shut him up.

“I got it, from saving (Y/n), she was dying, and…”

Suddenly Dottore felt prickles in his abdomen, small roses spikes that were stabbing his insides, it felt like it was growing up fast, slowly going up his throat, “aa— *cough* *cough*” rose petals were coughing up from his throat, the guard was worryingly confused until Nahida came into view. “Leave.” The guard walked back to his post, “didn’t I tell you were banished from coming here.”

“Yes— but- *cough* I was banished from Shezhnaya too—“ “So you think you can just come back-“ “No—“

The prickles were getting to his lungs, it was hard to breathe, “I— *gasp* I wanted to save— fuck— I can’t—“ “CANT what Il Dottore!” “I— COULDN'T LEAVE HER- OK—“ Dottore was trying to breathe but couldn’t, with little strength he had he punched his chest to try to break the prickles, but that just made it worse, he just coughed out some more blood and crimson petals, his lightheaded head was turning to a migraine, “please— I’m- *gasp* sorry I took her from you—“ Nahida was shocked… hearing a man that use to have so much pride and thought everything was a sick joke; begging, begging for his life, Nahida sighed, and killed off the roses that she made his body, Dottore gasped for air and had some coughing fit but at least he was breathing again…

“When you feel alright I want you out, out of this region, you are banned from seeing (Y/n), i hope you rot in the abyss.”

And Nahida just walked back to her palace not even looking back.

Dottore laid on the ground for a while, waiting for his dear (Y/n) to recover…

— time skip (3 hours past) —

After he felt recovered, by using his cryo elements, to put some ice on his wounds, he waited by the stairs, while his wounds slowly heal, he felt so exhausted, this migraine isn’t helping either, he growled in frustration; he started to stare at his gloves again and put his gloved hands to his forehead, and a ice coolness cooled his head, a sigh of relief came out of him, until he heard one of the guards from the palace coming near him, “scram…”

“I should be the one saying That to you.” The guard spoke.

“…”

“Hey don’t ignore me. Leave and leave-“

“This region I get it…”

Dottore slowly got up, he felt dizzy, ‘fuck’ “leave!” “Tch…” and slowly walked down the long steep walkway, the sun felt hotter than usual, ‘I hope I’m not having a fever… Well lots of blood loss, open wounds, using cryo to close them up, having an awful migraine, and out of breath.’ He slowed his pace and made it to the bottom, food stations were everywhere, Dottore was breathing heavy; he sweating bullets, “fu— *breathing heavy* where’s a chair or bench—“ as Dottore was panting while looking downward , a woman came up with concern, “sir are you-?” While Dottore looked up just the slightest, she had a horrified look, “sorry- I must go!” Dottore felt miserable, ‘stupid face, stupid scar, stupid people…” when he felt less dizzy, he straightened himself up but hid his face with a hand when someone looked, he slowly walked through treasures street and passed the grand bazaar entrance, ‘damn this heat’.

Everyone was staring daggers and disgusted looks, he sighed in a shaking breath, and walked to the fence and leaned on it, two people were talking behind the blacksmith building and saw Dottore, and ran off.

Dottore just groaned in disappointment; ‘Not a single person is gonna help me, hehe , why wouldn’t they, I murdered countless of people, test subjects thousands or maybe even millions over the years, strangled men and women’, he put his gloved hands over his face, he shakily soft laughed, ‘how do you care for someone like me, you were afraid of me at first, but you just had me wrapped around your sweet little finger, showing the equivalent of love in a short while of time, how touch starved, I can be around you, I always wanted to try to get close to you but the law and the act in Shezhnaya is to not get close to someone, show no emotions, no love, just pure rage, and arson, everywhere you walk; you were afraid of Shezhnaya, terrified of me… but you stop being fearful, instead of fear, you were concerned and worried about me, why— why were you concerned about me, is because to torment me, to change my motives, for the good and not for the rotting evil of a harbinger’, his hands were freezing up slowly, ‘why— was it because it took me a year to finally understand what you were doing to me… how— you just…

No, no— what am I saying, you were a woman that got tooken away from your homeland, so of course, she needed someone else to talk to… and you just talking to me, made me feel vulnerable, haven’t felt that in years, being slightly immoral, can be so lonely and trapped, but you changed that, which— fuck.. god damn it!… Hehe—‘ his lips started to quiver; and he slowly turned his back to the fence and sat down on the concrete floor, he put his head back with his eyes closed… ‘What am I gotta do with you, oh (Y/n)…’

—- time skip —

The small nap was interrupted by there royal fucking guards again, “didn’t I tell you to scram.”

“Didn’t I tell you, I have no were to go…”

“I don’t care, you need to leave.”

“I can't leave this place that far anyway, I’ll be dead in mere seconds…”

“And-“

“I’m already dying anyway, I’m using my ice to repeatedly covering up my wounds, I feel unsteady when I walk, I’m just stuck here with no medical attention-“

“Don’t you have your own medical supplies, you are called the doctor.”

Dottore looked like he was about to murder this man. “They took my supplies at Shezhnaya and I can’t get any, because everyone is afraid of me…” he said while gritting his teeth.

“Yeah, because you're a murder and a freak.”

Dottore’s anger turned to disappointment because of hearing it again or just several times. “Tch” the guard left with annoyance, ‘just leave me the fuck alone… I’ll skin you…’ Dottore sighs and lays his head on his knee. After some minutes his stomach growled, ‘I can handle this later’ and rest his migraine away…

— time skip (the next day) —

Dottore woke up from his stomach growling again, but it slightly hurt this time, ‘hmm how long was I asleep…' ' he felt undizzy, his wounds felt a lot better, but they felt they might reopen again, if he doesn’t be careful. So he slowly got up and rubbed the dirt off, and looked up and saw the dark blue sky filled with stars, he looked back at the stalls and saw people still working, he walked past the blacksmith and went to his left, and arrived at the first food stall.

“May I-“ the person at the stall, put a close sign up and rushed to the back of his stall. “Fine.”

Walked to the next

“Can-“ and did the same thing but covered his shop up.

‘Idiots’

He walked to several others but they all said no, the last one was the bar and they locked it, before he even knocked on the door, “FINE.” He walk up to one of the tables and sat down on one of the chairs, it was more comfortable then, sitting on the concrete, he put his arms on the table and rest his head on them, trying to ignore his stomach even though it hurts, each time it growled, he sucked his stomach in to stop the pain, the guard from either was walking passed by and saw Dottore, he shocked his head walked away to his spot again.

‘Darn this body’ Dottore put his head back down. A couple minutes passed and a brave young waitress came up to him.

“Sir, you-“

“I need to leave, I get, but I can’t go anywhere, because…” he puts his head up with annoyance, “If I leave, I die, I have a bounty on my head, from the fatui, I can’t go to liyue, mondstadt, Shezhnaya, or any other regions, you can think of, because apparently I’m still fatui to everyone but I’m not.

“Why is-“

“Why you might ask, because a archon I made a deal with, to take her assistant instead of the electro gnosis, because I thought I NEEDED an assistant because all my segments were dead; so I did. And what did that get me?”

“…”

“A change of perspective in life…”

“And that’s a bad thing, why?”

“It’s not… I just… I don’t know, I lost all my work, because of a single person…”

There was an awkward silence. Not until Dottore’s stomach was craving for food once more, it made Dottore look away from embarrassment. She saw how he slightly tense up each time it craved.

“Do you… have mora?”

“I do…”

“I'll.. try to negotiate with my boss, and give you one of are menus”

Dottore looked back dumbfounded, “you're not scared of me?”

“No, well maybe a little, everyone knows what you did in the past was terrible, but you definitely changed, when you got down here you didn’t even attack anyone or hurt anyone, even when the other stores faked out they were sold out or they were closed, you just walk off… I saw you when you first walked down the walkway; when I was doing food deliveries…so don’t beat yourself up… I’ll be right back…”

She went back inside, and tried to negotiate with her boss. It took an hour in a half but she came back with not a menu but a well down steak, with potatoes and fish fries on the side and also put down a glass of water, “sorry, we argue for awhile, so while we argued I made a meal for you, I hope you like it. If not, I can change it.”

Dottore was so focused on the food in front of him that he forgot the waitress was there, he shook his head and looked at the waitress, “sorry dear, and the food looks delicious so no changes but here.”

Instead of giving mora he gave a gold coin, it almost looked like a gold nugget, but it was certainly not mora. She was shocked, her eyes were slightly puffy, “also this is for your boss, for hiring an amazing chef.” He gave yet another gold coin. He was about to pick up his fork, but she hugged him. “Thank you— so much—“ his body tense up, but she let go, “ *sniff* also you're not terrifying as people say you are; having a massive scar on your face doesn't make you look scary, you're actually quite handsome- well thank you again, have a good meal!” And she left.

‘I’m not terrifying’ he touched his face with his left hand, and touched his scar. ‘Handsome…’ he put his hand down and was about to eat again until he heard her boss cheering with joy from inside the bar.

“You're welcome.”

And started to eat his food.

— time skip (the next day) —

Dottore felt at ease, walking around Sumeru, less stares happened around, some people pity him, some of them stare with hatred, and some look with sad looks, the little waitress incident probably brought the whole town on a good note. Even some nurses or doctors ask for medical facts, which was surprising. Nahida was still a bit, spectacle on Dottore, so she made Al Haitham have a close eye on him.

While he was walking he was thinking back to what you said, when you both were at his lab.

—

“Why do you test on humans anyway?”

“To check what was their cause of death, to see their blood cells can generate more blood cells than any normal human being, to see if their soul can go into mechanical matter, or you might say a robot or droids.”

“Has.. anyone healed much faster than a normal being?

“No. Haven’t got anyone to heal much faster than anyone, I would say only archons can do that, not unless you kill them fast enough.”

(Y/n) kinda tense up from that. Dottore noticed this. And looked back on his notes.

“Sorry dear, I know if I frighten you but I’m not thinking of hurting lesser lord kusanali, or have her dead, I haven’t killed an archon in years so you're fine.”

“You killed archons.”

“Some but very few, couldn’t get samples. I was planning to help with my segments but that’s a long waste now.”

“What if… you found someone with that ability?”

He finally looked back up with a questionable look, “if I did I would’ve been more immoral than I already am?”

“You're immortal?”

“Not really, but I can age once every 50 years.”

“That’s pretty short compared to archons.”

“It is… but why do you ask?”

“Umm… I used to have a friend that was half archon, she lived half the life span as an archon does, but that’s still more than any other humans, she meant.”

“Is she-“

“She passed away years ago from a spear to the heart.”

“…”

“But she could've lived longer, if the spear missed her heart by some inches she would’ve lived, they said when she was comatose sometimes the only way you knew she woke up or fully healed is when it rains…”

“Was her mother, Amphitrite.”

“Yes.”

“And her father?”

“A human of course, but unknown.”

“Maybe… nevermine.”

And he went back to his studies.

—-

‘Half-achron…’

When he was walking up to the green palace to see if he could check on (Y/n) , it started to rain… it started to drizzle, but when he got closer to the last steps. It was pouring, his coat was getting soaked but he couldn’t care less…

“Shot it’s pouring hard…”

“Yeah…” Both guards said; they both walked back to the palace.

Until…

Door slam open

“Zandik!?!”

“Your- your a-“

Before he could say anything else.

She flew right in his arms, he had to take aback what happened, ‘you have wings, you have hydro vision, you— you're the half archon?!?!’

“I’m— sorry I didn’t tell you, who I was-“

“You were terrified (Y/n), I wouldn’t doubt you for telling me before either…”

She just softly giggled, they both hugged for a while until Nahida stepped out, she was frustrated, she didn’t even notice Dottore, , “(Y/n)! You're still healing-“ she saw Dottore, she wanted to stop him, but after she saw (Y/n) genuinely happy, her frustration cooled down, she had a sad but forgiving smile, she walked down gently. Little music notes each time she stepped, the rain was lessing out, to a soft drizzle.

Dottore looked down at (Y/n) and (Y/n) looked back, she had shuck a gentle smile, then he looked at her wings, they were like blobs of water, but as shiny as sapphires, gentle gemstones that can shatter in a simple touch. He put his hand through her wings, they were warm, “your hands are cold even through your gloves”, “sorry… still new to these visions…” “hehe”, her laugh was generally cute… “is your vision really next to your heart…”

“It is…” she made her vision glow; her skin glowed slightly where her heart was located. “I’m very fragile; when there’s no rain out; I’ll be shattered like a glass heart; lefted like dirt and grime; lefted like the abyss.”

“But when there is rain, your power grows like a sunflower, looks beautiful, when it consumes sunlight, but mellows down when there isn’t…”

(Y/n)’s cheeks blushed, which made Dottore chuckle; closed his eyelids and delicately kissed her forehead, “then I’ll treat you delicately like a sweet little sunflower, love…”

The drizzling was just near drips.

Click

Dottore's eyes shot and looked to the stairway that was leading downward and saw Captaino, he had a gun that had a large harpoon at the end of it, pointing at (Y/n). He moved her behind him, and the drizzle slowly went back to rain.

“Sorry to cancel your plans, but oh Dottore, we wouldn’t want your poor princess to be hurt don’t we…”

“Back. Off.”

“So demanding. when it comes to her, I wonder… is it because she is a half-archon.”

Dottore was about to speak up, but…

“Oh I knew from the very start; when she arrived to are quarters, when the harbingers and I saw you stepped in with her, we thought you were going show some murderest game, that was going to a irrupt, but we got it all wrong, that little glass heart was your assistant, how she hid behind you, when we had other meetings, I did some digging and found out that she’s a little straight angle of a archon, her other half is a mere human; I kept silent for so long, because i was wondering, what in the world are you toying with a half-fucking-archon.”

“…”

“Hehe, but you weren’t toying with her, your cold shivering heart, couldn’t seem to understand how a kind and beautiful sunflower can change your reality…”

“Hmmp, I guess that’s why they put me as the 2nd harbinger; I’m well known for my facts that… how should I say it… oh! That love can show more meaning than some garbage gadgets.”

Captaino was silent and pointed the gun at Nahida. He shot the harpoon at Nahida, Dottore put an ice wall before the harpoon could hit her.

“Clever… oh so clever…”

“Miss Kusanali! Are you ok-“

Captaino clicked something on his gun, and the harpoon grappled back, the edge of the harpoon sliced the throat of the Sumeru guard.

“Kaasska—“ the guard was gagging, crimson blood was pouring out of his neck and mouth, he was looking at Nahida for help.

“*sigh* So annoying…”

Captaino moved his left arm up and revealed the shotgun from before.

Shot

“See that wasn’t hard was it… Now.”

Captaino Pointed it at Nahida, but before he can shoot Nahida, Dottore teleported Nahida and the other guard into the green palace and blocked the entrance with solid ice.

Captaino growled with anger in his veins. “You-“

“Me what! You're not killing any archons or any more of Lesser lord Kusanali’s people.”

“Well that’s a shame… because… that half-archon is more valuable…”

“Tch…”

Dottore grabbed a hold of (Y/n)’s wrist and teleported them to the akademiya back entrance that leads to the green palace.

“Zandik?!?! What about Nahida-“

“She’ll be fine! Capitano is aiming towards you; as a rock of captain he is, he’ll do anything for that person to be dead…”

Dottore picked up (Y/n) bridal style and ran into the akademiya building, “everyone get the hell out of here! There’s-“

Captaino broke the door to the back entrance, everyone screamed in panic and ran out. Dottore ran next door to the library, he closed the door and blocked it with yet another solid ice wall.

“Everyone up the elevator now, there’s a murderest fatui harbinger in this building!”

Everyone went up the elevator, it was cramped but everyone got up… apparently they turned off the elevator so no one else could enter. When Dottore got close to the elevator the lower floor was wide open because the power was off…

“(Y/n)…”

“Zandik don’t-“

Dottore dropped her down the elevator shaft and blocked the entrance with solid ice before she could fly up quickly.

“ZANDIK!”

Her voice was slightly muffled because of the ice. The door behind him smashed open. And the man himself; Captaino, has walked in.

“am I interrupting something…”

It made Dottore fist curl, and he turned around to look at Captaino.

“Let’s just get this over with…”

“My pleasure…”

— time skip (I suck at writing fight scenes 🥸) —

Al Haitham POV

I ran into the akademiya, I looked to my left and saw Dottore looked like he was at his limit; Captaino looked like he was unflinched but with bleeding deep cuts.

“LET ME OUT— PLEASE—“

Al Haitham heard (Y/n) from the elevator shalf and ran to it.

“Al Haitham?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of there!”

Al Haitham used his sword to crack the ice. “Cover your eyes!” (Y/n) covered her eyes with her hands, Al Haitham was about to break the ice, “damn it…” and with one final hit, it broke.

(Y/n)’s POV

When the ice broke, (Y/n) flew up, and saw Dottore, he was on his back, looking afraid and powerless.

“Well… it was nice knowing you Dottore”

Click

“Sleep Well… old friend…”

‘No—‘

Before Captaino shot Dottore with a harpoon, (Y/n) swoops in and got shot straight through the heart by pushing Dottore out of the way.

“NOO—“

Before Captaino would say selfish remark, with the last of her powers she used the water from her wings and made it to a thin line, to cut right through Captaino’s neck, it was like she cut through paper…

“Bastard-“

Captaino’s body fell limped and his head moved just slightly away from his body.

Dottore’s POV

“No— no, why—“

Dottore crawled up next to you. At the tip of the harpoon had your slowly pumping heart and the poor shattered vision was clinging on it, grasping for life but can’t.

“Zan—“

“Stop— I can fix this—“

(Y/n)‘s body was slowly starting to shake, her eyes were blurring up because of the amount of tears there were.

Dottore tried to touch her heart that was slowly decreasing by the second, but with little strength she had left she held his wrist weakly.

“Zandik- it's no use—“

“No- I can fix this—“

“Zan— just stop—“

Dottore looked back at her, then at her heart one final time; her heart stopped, her vision didn’t have that beautiful glow anymore.

“Za- remember when I said— *cough*

She coughed out some blood, crimson droplets dangling from her mouth.

“Remember— how I said… you can do so much in so little time— when you're close to someone…”

“Don’t say—“

“I’m— glad that I get… to meet someone like you— in such little time I had…

“Sweetheart-“ Dottore hold her right hand, “your— fuck— FUCK—“

“Zandik—“

“Yes- sweetheart—“

She moved her hand that was holding his wrist and moved her hand to his soft cheek.

“Stay strong for me, ok…”

“I— I can’t- I’m nothing; nothing, without you.”

“Zan—“

Everything felt blurred, her soft hand fell limp to the ground, her chest stopped slowly moving, her eyes was lifeless, her bright delicate smile was nowhere to be seen… Nahida ran in and sobbed what she witnessed, Al haitham quietly sobbed too.

“Sweetheart…”

Dottore had clumps of tears falling down on (Y/n)’s face.

“I’m sorry—“

Dottore slowly lowered his head and placed it on yours…

“I’m sorry— my little delicate sunflower…”

When a bird is alive... It eats ants. When the bird has died... ants eat it. One tree can be made into a million matchsticks... but only one match is needed to burn a million trees…

Circumstances can change at any time... Don't devalue or hurt anyone in this life... You may be powerful today but time is more powerful than you…

[loderlied]

Sorry if you've explained it before, but how exactly did gortash and zeke become aware of each other?

no problem i can summarise!!! (or at least attempt fuck this got long sorry)

so, i often refer to gortash and zeke as the machine vs the wild and the inevitable war that comes with that. so, there’s the time that the machine becomes aware of the wild and then there’s the time it meets its blood/essence in flesh as zeke.

so, if you read any of my fics you know that gortash narrates them in second person, addressing zeke as ‘you’ and this ‘you’ has been addressed by gortash since way before zeke was born. it’s the endless new lives of the wild. ripping out flowers just to rip them out. stomping on ants and destroying their hills. and then the event that made gortash distinctly aware of his antithesis as a young boy of no more than 10—a starling he caught. he writes in his journal about it and narrates to that same ‘you’ about the cage its kept in, the beautiful song and how much more beautiful it got when he clipped its wings. later on i headcanon that gortash takes up a ‘hobby’ (he technically sees it as work) as matador. keeping his own pigs and slaughtering them. making leather and carpets out of extinct animal species. these little things are all encounters he had with his archnemesis, or more accurately aspects of it. paving himself a road through conquest & consumption towards the wild’s beating heart.

he becomes aware of zeke specifically during the blood in baldur’s gate murder series, about 2 years before they meet and 1 year before zeke becomes aware of him. i think he saw baldur’s gate always as ‘his’, so he is highly aware of anything going on in his city, and as a result of zeke’s highly unusual and more importantly completely feral but most effective killing pattern, he starts stalking zeke fervently. i mean visiting & acquiring his childhood home types of fervently. the realisation that zeke is the wild itself and his archnemesis as the machine comes later after careful metaphorical & physical dissection of him. learning to know to invade to conquer to destroy and all. he has finally learned who, or more accurately, what ‘you’ is and digs the machine’s instruments into this heart.

of course zeke has one of these more figurative experiences with the machine too, and that being orin capturing & shackling him in a room for a red room like bhaalist gathering he did NOT want to attend (for no more than 60 seconds no one is capable of restraining zeke except for gortash. zeke ends up killing everyone instead of just the targets he was supposed to kill lmao)

i’m gonna paste an old post here because i honestly couldn’t summerise it better but add on to it, but zeke is essentially this child prodigy detective who gets hired to look into a series of cases that all seem unrelated at first but are actually all have one thing in common: gortash. zeke finding out about gortash not because of his well hidden tracks but because there aren’t any in the end. zeke is a hunter, THE hunter, and he catches every person working for gortash sooner or later, but then there’s this enigma above them, controlling them, and he’s just scared shitless. how he goes from calling him ‘the spider’ to him just being this massive enigma, a blinding light but utterly unknowable to the wild. the apex predator would have been able to kill a spider, no matter how finely woven its web is. but this? this isn’t anything natural. this is like the shackle that bound him, this is the rifle that shoots the apex predator, this is that shackle. it’s the inherent unknown in ‘god’ and the inherent ‘god’ in the unknown. and then there’s the endless fear and terror that comes from this. that comes with perhaps not being able to see the direct source of that light, but to see the god-machine’s work around him everywhere, taking over everything. gortash is and always will be this unknown thing to zeke but there’s one thing he does know, even subconsciously first, that this is true horror.

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

playboyy ep 13 stray thoughts!!!

- zouey fr gonnna kill captain

- nont saying he didn’t mean to beat them up... be so fr baby boy

- not zouey invoking nant HOLY FUCK DID NONT GET SHOT

- CHEKHOVS FUCKING GUN FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

- crying these boys have no clue what they walked into

- NONT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? scream he’s never as turned on as when he’s held at gunpoint ig?!,!?!?!?!?!!??!? he’s lost the plot i love him so much he’s everything

- baddie bunch in the back like 🧍🏽‍♂️happy you're making out with your mans but when are we gonna be safe from the mafia tho🧍🏽‍♂️

- IS PUEN DEAD IM GONNA SCREAM NO HES NOT BABY WAKE UO WAIE UPOOOOO WAKE UP IH FUCK HES OK OH SHIT O MY GOD

- is nont still shot????

- i’m confused but imma let this slide until i read someone else’s explaination of the the dialogue

- first is so funny im sorry but that’s my boy

- zouey is gonna snap snap soon im calling it like i need a level 7 magnitude granny scarf moment from him

- teena is THE man like i want him so bad he’s been nothing but understanding and sweet and affectionate and goofy he want me

- KEEN IS BACK WAIT WAS HIM GETTING EXPELED A SET UP

- the shattered mirror in his locker… someone with more brainpower needs to dissect this

- AOBPUEN LIGHTING FOR THE WIN

- this scene is scarily quiet nvm they’re playing incomplete by gavin luke which if i am remembering correctly is another nuthphop ballad!!

- aob crawling on top of puen like that makes me want to go so feral like fuckkkkk

- nuthphop enthusiasts it’s been two fucking episode BUT WERE SO BACK

- lighting this ep goes crazy

- cry by johannes bornlöf in nuthphop scenes enthusiasts WERE SO BACK

- IS THAT PORSCHE FIRING A BLANK PLEASE BE A BLAMK PLEASE I CANT DO THIS PORSCHE NO RUN WHAT WHAT WJAY WJAY WJAY EJ WHY IS HIS FACE HIDDEN MAYBE ITS NOT PORSCHE BUT THEN WHO

- jason’s fuckass joy over this i need his head in plate i need nont to light him on fire NEOW

- jason get your hands off of him GET A DJOB STAH AWAY FROM HER!!!!!

- oh nont is he talking to nant through reflection again… well nont breakdown enthusiasts yall eating good ig

- nont always surrounded by candles when he’s losing it…. this feels thematic

- is proms hair diff….

- oh god nont is gonna die they’re both gonna die…… i can’t take it if they do

- why is nuthphop sleeping like that… whatever neither of them are crying oh god GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HER

- not commenting on that bit fucking yucks me out

- @jeffsatyr i’m not gonna say anything but… yeah…

- captain having the most romantic framing he’s ever had and its between him and teena’s dick…. good for him ig

- captains been living with four other men the whole time what is he talking about

- captainpuen enthusiasts we still have a chance !!!!!

- did we ever get a close up of puens nevklace

- jason lee count your fuckass days im not playing i need this man to endure heinous things

- WERE GETTING THIS SONG AGAIN?!?!? cry enthusiasts were really winning today

- is that a lion and tiger being projected on them??

- incomplete again too??? interesting

- their gonna kill my boys aren’t they welp nuthphop enthusiasts it’s been on honor serving with yall

- SCARED OF WATER BY KIKORU oh they bringing out the nuthphop deep cuts today

- nuth is my baby boy

- not them playing ambivalent thoughts when nuth gets on one knee im getting hit with shrimp emotions

- JUMP MY BOY

- porschejumptutor truthers….

- wait it’s over?!?!?!!??

feeling very secure and sure whats coming in the finale haha...

[gothsuguru]

KAIRO MY BELOVED im breaking in again w cookies and flowers 🍪🍪💐💐 for u!! 

i was gonna thank u for ur rb in the replies but my comment got too long 😭😭 U ALWAYS SAY THE SWEETEST THINGS I JUST WANT TO THANK U PROPERY…. 💔💔 but also!! while im here!!! tysm for ur tags on the gojo fics 🥺🥺 i dont want this to get too long phshdjs it will but i appreciate literally every single one of ur words & i always agree w ur stsg takes u just Get them…  im especially happy that u enjoyed the poly fic hehe u & satoru are suguru’s babies so true!! he loves u soo much <33 told me to give u a kiss on the forehead from him <333

anyway THANK YOU SO MUCH <33 for ur tags on the sugu fic everytime i see u in my notifs i giggle and kick my feet genuinely. IM SO GLAD THE SUMMER VIBE HIT …. i listened to uncomfortable while reading ur tags what a banger AND IM SOOO HAPPY U LIKED DRUNK!SUGU he’s so special to me…. ”papabear turned babybear” NO EXACTLY u always get it…. AND WAHHH U NOTICED THE 3S????? ur so observant and thoughtful im so touched 😭😭😭 it always feels like you’re a scientist and my fics are lil fish that you’re dissecting under a microscope lmao IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY <3333 i cant tell u how overjoyed i am that the ending hit too!!! seriously!!! i was a lil worried that i made it too sappy so that felt so reassuring 🥺🥺

in conclusion TYSM FOR BLESSING ME W UR THOUGHTS mwah mwah MWAH i hope u have a lovely day kairo!! pls invite me to the wedding when u marry sugu <333 ill bring u gifts!!

ARI PLEASEEEEEEE WHY ARE YOU THE MOST SWEETEST PRECIOUS ADORABLE PERSON ON THE PLANET I’M IN TEARS 🥹🩷 the way you always connect w people & be so kind to them… sniffles just know I Would Die For You <3 & THE GOJO FICS & POLY!SATOSUGU FIC LITERALLLLLLLLY REWIRED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY……… literally felt like i was IN the stories it was insane in the best way possible 😭 A SMOOCH FROM SUGU YOU SAY??? a kiss from a bad bitch like him is literally all i want in life thank you legend

AHHHHHHH LISTENNNNNNN THE DRUNK!SUGU FIC WAS SO FUCKING SWEET LIKENDNDDNND literally had ME giggling twirling my hair kicking my feet etc……… & YOU LISTENED TO THE SONG??? 🥹 uncomfortable is one of my favs and it always gave me evening summer vibes so when i listened to it while reading your fic… oh it just hit SO good <3 seeing sugu’s soft sensitive side was so precious 2 me i feel like i don’t often see that in fics and WHEW you did it so well <333

AND THE THREES I’M SO FOND OF THE THREES!!!!! omfg not me in my kenjaku shoko dissection era……… methinks kenjaku & shoko would love to dissect your brain (massive compliment) bc the way you think of & write your stories…… oh just DELICIOUS. & YES THE ENDING WAS PERFECTTTTTTTT!!!!!! literally the perfect amt of sap it actually felt really cozy :’)

ALSO THANK YOU SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH FOR YOUR TAGS ON THAT LIL TEASER SNIPPET IT LITERALLY MADE ME SO :’) as i was writing it i was like damn this shit is choppy as hell smh BUT I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THE SERPENT FANGS & REMORSE DISCERNING WHERE TO RESIDE HEHEHEHE <3 your tags made me feel so much better so thank you again :’)

THANK YOU FOR BLESSING US W YOUR FICS LIKE OMFG??? JUST BANGERS EVERYTIME HOW DO YOU DO IT??? i get so excited whenever you come out w a new story it’s like christmas morning fr <3 AND OFMFMDMD TRUST that you’re invited to mine & sugu’s wedding <333 you can bring shoko as your plus one <3 I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST DAY EVER I HOPE IT’S AS WONDERFUL AS YOU ARE :’) MWAH MWAH MWAH <3

[naylor]

Hard agree to anon saying they hope Swifties leave this man alone!! Thankfully Taylor is the shiny object every weekend through August and then has another year of the international tour and there’s a movie and re-records and her own personal life that they can fixate on. Let him live his life as low key as he wants (I’m going to die if he all of a sudden plays the fame game…I need an Ex-First Men of the Eras tour boozy night out in London with pictures!) until the inevitable music comes out about him.

okay but i also don't love the idea that people are going to be so hyperfixated on taylor they're not even gonna let her enjoy touring because they're going to analyse everything she says and does, will try to circle every single surprise song choice back to her breakup, like every single moment of the next couple months is going to be put under a microscope by people trying to make a story out of facial expressions and song lyrics and that's equally as fucked up as what's happening to joe

like an anon said the other day, they'll forget about joe the moment they have another shiny thing in front of them, but the problem is the shiny thing in front of them will be her and they're going to dissect her every move until she eventually releases new music and then they'll come back at him. it's literally a losing situation either way.

[dilesxpressions]

Sean Vincent Batoon

1. Name, Year, Major, and Hometown

Sean Vincent Batoon, 3rd Year. Design Major (Tech Management Minor incoming), Hometown : Pacifica Ca

2. What’s your roman empire?

When I listen to rap music the first thing I do is dissect the instrumental mentally and imagine how it looks separately and how it would be laid out on a Digital Audio workstation.

3. What is the best compliment you have ever received?

The best compliment I ever received was when someone complimented my skin, I think that was a first for me and it actually stuck with me.

4. If your life was a movie what genre would it be (comedy, horror, drama, etc.) and what actor would play you?

Honestly I would say the genre it would be is an action movie, realistically I have a really calm lifestyle I have but when there's action, THERE'S ACTION.

5. What is something on your college bucket list?

Something on my bucket list would have to be meeting lifelong friends and connections during my time in college. And looking at it from here, I would check it off.

6. What’s your guilty pleasure? (song, movie, food etc.)

I refuse to absorb new media, I’ll listen to the same music, watch the same shows, eat the same food, I’m currently in a comfortable and stagnant phase that I’m hoping to get out of soon.

7. What are your bad habits?

Procrastination, Forgetfulness, and being too blunt.

8. What are your favorite song lyrics?

“I'm so-I'm so reborn, I'm movin' forward Keep movin' forward, keep movin' forward” - Reborn - Kid Cudi & Kanye West “Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental health You can't slay yourself, take off my Louis belt Bringing up my past like that's gonna help I could pay ourselves, I got plenty wealth” - Guillotine - Pi’erre Bourne “Let me hit it raw like fuck the outcome Ayy, none of us would be here without cum” - All Mine - Kanye West

9. Defend your unpopular opinion/ hot take

My take is that Kanye West made Taylor Swift famous, if we really think about it. Taylor Swift was popular but after the VMA incident she sky-rocketed in popularity because of Kanye West calling her out. I'm just saying to all the swifties, Kanye made y’all.

10. Describe a time where you had to step up and be a leader?

A time where I had to step up and be a leader is when I’m playing League of Legends and my team is feeding and saying how we should forfeit and move on to the next game, but me with a decent score and an attack damage carry, I tell my team to stop talking and listen to my callouts and we’ll win. I simply say in the chat with all the commotion “don’t worry we scale” after I typed this I proceeded to peep game and lock in playing like I was on an esports level. Showcasing A-class performance and making the most strategic calls to lead our team to victory. We had some bad fights and my team would complain saying I was wasting their time and saying how we should have given up a long time ago. But I would ensure their victory was closer to us than the opposite team. With the game now being an hour long the deciding fight was soon to approach. In the last fight I gave instructions on who to target, who to protect and what to secure. As the fight conclude we wiped their whole team and as we rushed down the lanes destroying the their base into shambles I proceeded to lay down the the ultimatum to the enemy team that was talking smack all game “GGEZ” as the game ended I talked so much mess in the post - game lobby and told my teammates how I ensured victory was in our hands.

[virdemption]

Giant Ass List on Why Ruby is The Entirety of Damn Skippy by Lemon Demon (With Some Pictures and Links!)

Hey there! You! The (most likely) BFB fan reading this!

We all know the greatness that is “Ruby Sings” that of which is canon actually. But there’s more to her being a Lemon Demon fan than Two Trucks! Yes! In this essay-ish thing, I’ll explain why she’s the entirety of the 2005 album Damn Skippy for it’s 17th anniversary!

[This will exclude the bonus tracks because they suck, also I didn’t listen to all of them and likely never will.]

Dead Sea Monkeys: She’d fucking suck at caring for pets like there’s really no denying that.

Hell, she’s probably shared sea monkeys with Gelatin in the past which makes it much worse.

Sky is Not Blue: To start, Ruby says the following in IDFB:

And on Genius’ page for the song, it states “[Sky is Not Blue] is about things that are usually one color not being that one color, but I don’t know why they’re not that one color.”

So by going by this logic, If Ruby found the sky to be a different color from earlier for example, she’d likely ponder for at least a little bit.

Pumpkin Pie: She eats so much sugar (Mentioned in her character guidebook entry, albeit the Sugar Stash shown below isn’t canon) and if you gave her a shred of pumpkin pie she’d likely beg you for more.

When Robots Attack: Since Ruby is shown to be quite childish (Mostly in BFDIA), it’s highly likely she has a wide imagination, and this is probably her playing Ultimate Showdown in a sandbox with some of Gelatin’s action figures.

Geeks in Love: She is canonically a Lemon Demon fan need I say more-

New Way Out: First off, here’s a quote from the commentary track, the quote itself being taken from the Genius page of the song:

“The lyrics to this are utterly meaningless. They’re not supposed to convey any sort of feeling. I just needed something to fill it up. If you try to pick this one apart, you have problems.“

Oh boy. Even with the power of BFB Ruby, you struggle breaking New Way Out down.

My thoughts with this one would be the same as When Robots Attack, but it’s getting a bit more accurate to her as a character. 

I would imagine this is her playing around with Flower.

What Will Happen Will Happen: It’s likely Ruby’s optimism at play here. I don’t have much to say for this so here’s the Genius description:

Kitten is Angry: It’s sort of like the Dead Sea Monkeys situation. Here, Ruby would love all animals even if they hated her in return, it’s kinda like that scene in Nyan~ Neko Sugar Girls. You probably know the one. I’m not dwelling on this any further.

The Ceiling: I don’t think I have to explain this one.

Subtle Oddities: Funny story about this one, not even Neil himself knows what this song is about. 

And I thought New Way Out was hard. 

What the fuck Neil.

For this one, I’m going to try and go off of my personal take on this song. That of which being the narrator is experiencing delusions in his giant house for an unknown reason. They aren’t harmful, but they’re spooky.

Perhaps around certain people (I’m thinking Teardrop or maybe even Leafy or Balloony), Ruby’s imagination goes haywire and it freaks her out. 

Yes, she knows she’s safe, she’s whole, and she’s got it under control. 

But she is a bit spooked for a while.

Gonna Dig Up Alec Guinness: GDUAG continues to tie into the silliness of Ruby. In this sense, the actions of the narrator digging up Alec Guinness for a tourist attraction could be shown as Ruby making bad decisions she may not realize are bad until told off for them.

Flamingo Legs:

“[…] This is another song that doesn’t really mean anything. I just, you know… pulled random stuff out of my brain. But at least it’s happy and pretty.”

This song is the true peak of Ruby’s widespread imagination being a key factor in the dissection of the more meaningless songs. While the song is one of the many random oddballs out there, it captures Ruby’s bubbly childishness a lot better than any other meaningless Lemon Demon song.

Random piece of trivia from OP: If Two Trucks didn’t become Ruby’s little piece of canon, I would have made her this song in my BFLD AU

Ode to Crayola: The song takes a very childlike approach, with the narrator going on about their love for Crayola and their crayons, with well known lines in the Lemon Demon community such as “I love my crayons and I love the way they taste“ and “I'm gonna rise at dawn with no clothes on and color on my skin.”

Saying that these aren’t screaming Ruby vibes would be kind of weird.

[This song is also what inspired this post.]

Rainwater: Like in Sky is Not Blue, I brought up the quote from IDFB that the world is a pretty strange place for Ruby. Rainwater dives deep (haha) into one big question.

Is it safe to drink the rainwater?

Has Ruby ever tried to drink rainwater? Who knows? Only time will tell.

Smell Like a Cookie All Day: I’d personally view this song as Ruby’s sugar consumption in of itself. Before you eat anything energy raising, you’d feel mellow, like during the first half of the song. It picks up in excitement from there, only to crash back down, only to spike back up again.

Dizziful Bliss: Ruby is shown to be pretty hyperactive, of course, but she’ll calm down eventually. And when she does, she’ll likely be tired. Dizzy, maybe.

Word Disassociation: This song would really just be Ruby being the silly little gem she is. Saying things without real meaning.

Eventuality: This song is primarily instrumentally driven, so I can’t say much about it without me overstretching.

And that’s about it for everything! If you have any comments, please share! I’d love to read them!

Again, happy 17th anniversary to Damn Skippy! Have a good day, readers!

[kohatoyas]

VBS Archive 6 thu ????

I've been thinking a lot about the future of vbs archive and here are some predictions/ideas I've had:

so so so we're more than likely getting anhane for the next one and im assuming theyre using songs from the first anniversary campaign. i thought itd be cool if both pairs did GUMI covers but i want to be your heart and haikei doppelgänger aren't really vbs's genre so i dont think theyll do those. which sucks bc i really would have liked to hear anhane i want to be your heart... anyway so that leaves meltdown and butterfly on your right shoulder so i think the next one will probably be one of those and honestly im leaning more towards butterfly lol 

from there im purely hoping for things. I think vbs needs to cover some 25ji songs bc id love the idea of akito being annoyed about having to ask ena to show him some of their songs. I think since when they did the leo/need songs they only did covers, that they'd continue to stay away from the commissioned songs. I also think this would be a good time to do akihane and antoya 

so i have a desperate need to hear akito and kohane cover MKDR. I can already imagine akito belting out those lines and holy fuck i think itd be so good. for an and toya i wanted to give them a mafuyu/mizuki song bc akito and kohane got kanade and ena but i dont think they'd pull off otome dissection very well especially since i dont think the 25ji cover's good in the first place. Usseewa is way to heavy for them and while i think they could pull off bocca della, i fear that its also too heavy for vbs. this leaves villain which I think would sound pretty good so I'm gonna give them that. (totemo itai itagaritai was also an option that I think would sound cool hhhh)

SO after 25ji i think itd be really cool if they went back and did some of their own covers but swapped the singers. anhane doing akitoya songs and vice versa. Unfortunately there arent a lot of anhane songs to pick from. Odo's the only duet they have and there there are only a handful of them with the virtual singers.

i think the obvious choice would be to give anhane fragile. (anhane kamawanaide 👀👀👀) um and in keeping with the time area, maybe akitoya could do bring it on bc i think that would slay. ive also considered the option of them swapping ifuudouou and paIII. sensation hehehe

okay okay and the next part will NEVER happen BUT i think it'd be cool if they did solos and this is where id like to bring in mmj and wxs! i think that since kohane and an are friends with minori and haruka, they'd each cover a mmj song. id really like to see an do nostalogic. as for kohane,,,,, i really want to say she'd do one of minori's songs like love trial or marshmary but i also think she'd rock the shit out of romeo and cinderella

as for the boys: they get the wxs songs. I think toya would go for a song that tsukasa did! my top two options are fixer (the comfort song uwu) or nonsense bungaku. as for akito, he doesn't really have ties with anyone in wxs so he's got free reign. I think he could also do nonsense if toya doesn't but other big options are king, dappou rock, and chururira. hhhh actually i think dappou rock would be perfect for akito

so my predictions are:

VBS Archive 6: Anhane covering Butterfly on Your Right Shoulder (or meltdown) VBS Archive 7: Akihane covering MKDR VBS Archive 8: AnToya covering Villain (or totemo itai itagaritai) VBS Archive 9: Anhane covering Fragile (or ifuudoudou) VBS Archive 10: AkiToya covering Bring It On (or PaIII. Sensation) VBS Archive 11: Kohane covering Love Trial (or Romeo and Cinderella) VBS Archive 12: Akito covering Dappou Rock (or KING) VBS Archive 13: An covering Nostalogic VBS Archive 14: Toya covering Fixer (or nonsense bungaku)

[witchthewriter]

omg hi!! firstly i just wanna thank you for doing these in the first place! i perked up so fast lol, you’re doing the lord’s work and i am nothing if not so so grateful!

Level: four! (pls only do the moodboards if your feeling the energy, i know that’s a lot and they take time, completely up to you! same goes for all 3 fandoms!)

basic info: i’m 5’3, use she/they pronouns, im bisexual, and am a virgo sun (bday at the end of the month! 🥳), leo moon and scorpio rising. i’ll throw in INFP and hufflepuff into here too bc why not. appearance wise i have shoulder length hair w curls and bangs w a gap between my teeth and a nose ring.

i can be stubborn and v childish but i love my loved ones so fiercely and would do anything for them, i’ve recently gotten into spirituality, like tarot card readings and crystals, it’s really helped me out a lot recently through some moments in my life and im grateful to have it.

i love reading and i write when i can, im always leaving barnes and noble w one of those blind dates w a book bc they’re so fun and my starbucks order is usually a dragon drink, if that helps w giving you an idea of who i am as a person? lol i also love to sing and do it pretty decently if i do say so myself, i enjoy getting to feel the emotion of the singer when listening to a song , im a cat person and want a kitty sm once i have the means but i also adore dogs as well, dog person turned cat person, evern! am getting into dnd and im so excited about it, i love to watch movies and tv shows and as a writer i tend to delve deep into whatever i can, i LIVE for it!

can listen to all kinds of music but especially love pop, indie, rock and have been more into 70s and 80s stuff more recently (guess why lol). im usually dressing comfortably w some leggings and a crop top or band tee but i also like breaking out the shirt flowy dresses or fish nets and combat boots, it just depends on what im feeling that day, love expressing myself w make up and have lots of fun w it!

this got long but basically a lil queer, spiritual baby that’s still learning how to find themselves and says fuck capatilism and loves her friends and getting to use her creativity to deep dive and dissect media in any way she can

Want to be shipped? Here be the instructions 🦋

I am so happy we’re mutuals, you’re such a gorgeous person. Thank you for participating! 👑

What each ship has in common:

⋆ Out-going ⋆ ENFP’s ⋆ Unforgettable ⋆ Enthusiastic ⋆ Humorous 

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

You and Kate would be such cuties together. From best friends to lovers, you always have each other’s backs’. I also think she would teach you everything she knows and would want to spend all her time with you. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Very intune with each other - I really think you would fight bad guys together and you wouldn’t have to talk because you know exactly what the other will do. 

・Getting tipsy together and not being able to stop giggling 

・Buying piercing tools from amazon and piercing her ears 

・Getting to know Hawkeye and you’re star-struck but you try to play it off

・Relationship Tropes: 

  ✧ Crime Fighting Duo

  ✧ Make Each Other Better

  ✧ “I’m Gonna Do A Crime” + “NO!”

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢

She loves your courage. Your courage to be yourself, to stand up for what you believe in and how loyal you are. Not many people have stood by her, so it feels like she’s been 

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑

Yelena! I think you would have a background where you’re related to one of the Avengers and you met Yelena during Natasha’s funeral. You became good friends and are emotional support for each other. 

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I SHIP YOU WITH EDDIE MCEFFIN MUNSON. You guys would have sucha wholesome relationship; no toxicity, no feeling alone or left out. He would invite you everywhere, he’d want you to play DnD, this man wants everything to do with you. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Making each other mixtapes of your recommended playlists. 

・Asks you to do a tarot reading for him like all the time - I feel like he would get the Death, Tower and Star card a lot (catalyst for change, re-birth, unique)

・Kisses are VERY VERY passionate. I’m talking breath-taking, legs wobbling. But he does use a lot of tongue. 

・Very tight hugs, you feel so loved when he gives you one. He always wraps his arms around your waist so yours are around his shoulders. 

・Relationship Tropes: 

  ✧ Forever Honeymoon Phase

  ✧ Absolutely Adoring Each Other

  ✧ “I’m Gonna Do A Crime” + “YES!” 

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢

Would be aspects of your personality - the fierce love you have for those you care about blows his mind. Eddie’s only family is his Uncle, and he isn’t very affectionate. So Eddie loves how you show your love. 

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑

Robin!!! Robin would be your best friend for sure; she would always be ready to talk about anything and everything. She just loves speaking with you - you guys have such in-depth conversations. She’s also so energetic and you feed off of it, it’s so uplifting to be around Robin. 

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

You and Klaus together are like a chaotic entity that will leave people with smiles on their faces. He would totally experiment with you, go to new places, and help you figure out what you like. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Always encouraging you to do anything you want. Even pushes you out of your comfort zone. But he knows how it feels when people are too pushy, so he knows exactly when to stop. 

・He hates whoever you hate. Even if he’s never met them, seen them, or know who they are. He’ll just agree with you. 

・Klaus is actually pretty wise and he’s experienced a lot. He doesn’t tell you what to do, and will let you experience things for yourself. But if you want advice, and ask him for it, then he’ll gladly advise you. 

・Likes to wear matching clothes, or matching socks/jewelry etc

・Relationship tropes: 

  ✧ Idiot (Klaus) x Idiot in Progress

  ✧ Fish Out of Water (You) x Person Whose Seen It All (Klaus) 

  ✧ Chaos Duo

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢

Klaus loves how you see the world. He loves that you have hope and that you want to know yourself. He has a bleak outlook on life, and you give him a light in the darkness. 

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑

You get on well with Luther. Your Scorpio placement understanding his sensitivity and emotions. I think he would be very protective over you as well, and is super happy that you and Klaus are together. 

[idkthisisjustforfanfic]

not a date - extra!

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*EXTRA - PART 3.5*

“Okay,” you smiled, your turn to ask a question. “What’s your favorite part of your job?”

“Favorite part?” He sunk into the cushions further and made a face, tough question. “I guess spending time with good people, you know, being friends with your colleagues makes it easier.”

“For sure,” you nodded. “Working with a bunch of dickheads sucks.”

He laughed, shrugged a little when he added: “but I love storytelling, too. Making something that makes people feel. Kind of the first time I’m doing it.”

“What do you mean?”

He let his head tilt to the side a bit, as if he was admitting something he hadn’t said aloud before. He smiled to mask the sentiment in his words. “This show’s got a lot more in it. I don’t think my stupid SNL sketches were really focused on ethos or pathos too much.”

“People need stupid comedy,” you reassured.

“They also need deep shit. Figured I’d try my hand at both with this show.”

You nodded a little, felt your lips curl up when you brought your wine glass in for another sip. “Based on the way people are responding, I think you succeeded.”

He smiled, let his eyes catch yours for a second before he turned it around. “What’s your favorite part of your job?”

You thought on it for a second, pushed your lips out in thought. “Hmmmmm.”

“Hard to pick?”

“Least favorite part would be easier.”

“Yeah? What’s that?”

“Red carpets,” you said, duh. “They suck.”

“They’re terrible,” he shook his head. “Why don’t people talk about that enough? No one thinks we actually like red carpets, right?”

“They’re so phony. You have to give bullshit answers to bullshit questions--”

“Act like you’re grateful for bullshit questions,” he added.

“Right,” you sighed. “But, I don’t know, I guess my favorite part is similar: making something that people connect to.”

He nodded, watched you like he was dissecting every word.

“Writing a song that makes people feel something is just so cool, you know? Even if they interpret it differently than I meant it, it’s still amazing to me that I could create something--from my brain, mind you--and then someone hears it and has their own experience of it.”

He kept his eyes on you for a second, a smirk on his face. “Sounds like a high thought if I’ve ever heard one.”

“High thought, falling asleep at night and pondering the meaning of our existence on this planet,” you held your palms up to the sky, noticed the rush in your veins when he laughed.

“So, how much weed do you smoke?”

You rolled your eyes at his joke. “Not that much.”

“I won’t call the cops, I swear. Are you even old enough to smoke weed?”

“Fuck off,” you laughed, lifting your legs onto the couch, socked feet on his lap. He didn’t flinch. Instead, he let his hand tug your ankles closer, angled his body towards yours when he smiled.

“That’s not a real answer.”

“You’re the one who asked the last question so if we’re playing some weird question game, the pattern proves it’s my turn.”

He watched you for a second, the corner of his mouth twitched and then he let a tiny laugh escape. “Okay. Fine. Your turn.”

Risky, but you said it anyway. “Do you think it’s weird for us to be hanging out?”

A pause before he confessed. “Sort of. Do you?”

You shrugged, unsure if that was his official question or just a reply to the way your voice quivered a little when you asked.

When you didn’t reply, he sighed.

“Some people might say I’m some sleazy and gross guy in his forties.”

“You mean you’re not sleazy and gross?”

“Never said I wasn’t,” he defended with a laugh. “But, I don’t know. If you don’t think I’m sleazy and gross, that's what really matters.”

“Never said I don’t,” you shot him a smirk.

“Based on the fact that you’re here and you let me kiss you already tonight, I’m gonna hope you don’t.”

A beat of silence when you smiled up at him.

“My turn?”

You nodded.

“How much weed do you smoke?”

You laughed, one track mind. “Sometimes I smoke weed with my friends when we do a writing session. But I’m more of an edible girl here and there at the end of the day.”

He nodded, impressed. “Good to know.”

“How much weed do you smoke?” You tossed the question back at him.

“Less as a dad,” he said honestly. “Socially, casually, you know.”

“Next time I come over, are you gonna have a joint waiting instead of a bottle of wine?”

He smirked, lifted his eyebrows a little. “If you’re into that."

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AN: surprise part 2! i have so much up my sleeve it hurts.

[strangerthingsfanfics]

K.

Pair: Eddie X reader

Warning: slight mentions of sex

Summary: It’s based on the song K by Cigarettes After Sex. The meaning of K, is having an amazing memory from the past, but it’s gone and the sadness kicked in. The reader hurts Eddie in this story. First part is in your pov.

A/N: I know this song didn’t come till 2015. Lyric quotes will be bold

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(Flashback)

You and Eddie, knew each other, but you weren’t close to him. You and him only had a couple of classes together. You hardly spoke to Eddie, but he always caught your attention. Your friends with the popular kids and you always hated how they would pick on him and his friends. You had feelings for Eddie, but you don’t know if you would date him. While on the other hand Eddie, was head over heals for you. That man was constantly talking about you to his friends. They’ve always tried to get him to talk to you.

Well he finally did, it was during science. You both got paired to dissect a sheep’s liver. Since then you and him got close. You knew Eddie, had feelings for you and you didn’t. You tried to tell Eddie, but you couldn’t break it to him.

“Uh hey Y/N, do maybe wanna go have lunch or dinner one of these days?”

“I would love to!”

After going out for dinner you told your friends everything that happened. They told you that you need to tell Eddie, you don’t like him. While Jason, thought it would be funny for you to play Eddie, you weren’t gonna do it till Jason and everyone kept telling you to do it. You knew deep down you weren’t gonna do that since you knew how it hurts to get played and used. You kept telling yourself it’s gonna be a friendship and nothing else.

One day at school Eddie, walked up to you and asked if you wanted to spend the day with him. You were gonna say by Jason and everyone was looking so you said yes.

While you and Eddie, we’re hanging out. Things got spicy. You knew you fucked up right and then. Eddie, had love in his eyes and not lust like Jason. You tried to tell Eddie, you wanted to be friends but you couldn’t. He was holding you after having sex. Jason never did that.

(Flashback ended)

You needed to tell Eddie, the truth so you went over to his place.

“Hey Eddie, we need to talk.”

“Okay, I want to get a couple of things off my chest. I’ll go first.”

“I remember when I first noticed you first liked me back. We were sitting down in a restaurant waiting for the check.”

Eddie, was happy and you can tell he was falling deep you.

“I remember that day. We had made love earlier that day with no strings attached.”

Eddie kept going on and on how amazing it was to hangout with you.

“You do remember, when we were on the lower East Side you were dancing with me. I loved that day because the pictures I took of you with flowers on the wall.”

You couldn’t help but smile. You loved that picture. You were truly happy that day. You felt seen and heard every time you were around Eddie.

“You wore black that day. Think I like you best when you’re dressed in black head to toe. Think I like you best when you’re with me.”

“Or the days I’m kissing you in my room, holding you till you fall asleep.”

Eddie, kept going on and on about everything he loves about you. You can tell he never felt this way about anyone before. Your mind was a storm fighting on telling the truth or just going on with it and hoping he would never find out the truth. You remember what your best friend had said, “ don’t play him, Y/N, I know he’s a freak but he’s a person. You wouldn’t want Jason or anyone else treating you like that.”

“Eddie, I gotta tell you something. Don’t get mad at me, but I only want to be friends. I don’t like you more then friends. My friends wanted me to play you but I couldn’t. You don’t deserve that. You deserve someone who’s gonna treat you good.”

Eddie, didn’t say anything after that. You just left and you knew that ended up hiring him.

“And it’s just as good as i knew it would be.” Eddie thought to himself.

“Stay with me, I don’t want you to leave.” He thinking over and over again.

He quietly told himself “ Y/N, come back, I’ve been waiting for you, to slip back into bed.”

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A/N: Welp I’m crying. I’m in a sad mood so i decided to write this.

[kaijurakunsobs]

You will feel joy, one day

master list for this series

sorry for the wait y'all, I had to torture myself into listening to the same song to get the inspo I needed for this next chapter which is READYMADE - Ado (it has English subtitles btw)

Hope you guys enjoy this!

Summary: It's been clear from the start that you won't go down without putting up a fight, the tone in your voice and stand are nothing but infuriating for Heisenberg, just like his mere presence fills you with annoyance. The factory is enormous and whatever he's doing here could get you killed, but even in this kingdom of oil and rusted metal, there's a bit of kindness.

Right now, you would accept the title of naive, because you were when you thought this man would share his secrets with you, instead...he's giving you a fucking tour of the entire place, wildly pointing and all the doors and doing sharp turns, taking you up and down flights of stairs "I hope you don't get lost, darlin', we don't want you ending in the wrong place, right?" there's mockery in his voice as he speaks over his shoulder, halting to a stop and making you trip and crash against him.

"This is the boiler room, you might want to familiarize yourself with this place in particular" a snarky smile appearing on his lips

Peeking inside makes you go pale and sigh in frustration, it's a mess, you can see cables, crudely fixed with tape, more flammable materials, and so many oil spills on the ground, "I can also familiarize with the rest of the fabric because this dump could explode any day"

His smile falls and that expression of annoyance, that just seems to be for you, comes back in no time. Releasing a cloud of smoke he turns around and starts walking faster, slowly regaining his showman's voice and the exuberance of his movements renew with the occasional laugh, is enough to make you tune him out again, looking at whatever you find more interesting, nose scrunching up with whenever there's something that unsettles or makes you question this man's leadership and care for this place. If you do take the role of helping him, you know you're gonna exploited day and night.

He's not blind or stupid, he knows you are doing everything but listening to him, every time he looks over his shoulder to make sure you are following and paying him some god damn attention, he will always see you eyeing everything, dissecting the place, and doing a face that just speaks volumes of how unimpressed you are by his life's work, but it's not like he will tell you about his plans, it's too soon for that, what if you are just a little spy under Miranda's orders?

It rubs him the wrong way how adamant she was on you being under his orders, super-sized bitch didn't raised too much hell, which also puts him on edge, it just doesn't feel normal for him. In any other situation where Miranda has favored him over Dimitrescu, and it wasn't because "mother" gave her that heartfelt speech Karl being all alone on his iron tower, Moreau is the forgotten child of the bunch and has to beg for almost everything, Miranda is already pissed with Donna and her botanical gig, let alone, the way she uses her cadou to just make dolls move.

That left him in the position akin to a middle child, he's just there, occasionally remembered and rarely to give him treats or surprises. He's used to scavenging for materials, do the occasional grave robbing or take the corpses the other Lords leave behind.

So, why did she left you with him?

"Lastly but no less important! the living quarters"

You have been so lost in thought, you didn't noticed that his "fantastical tour" is over, and you are back to the front of the complex...shit, you didn't even paid attention to where everything is, you're gonna get so lost if you try to navigate this place on your own.

After entering the brute closes the door behind you and goes to the left office, you can hear him mumbling under his breath and things being moved around, you don't know how long he's going to be in there, so you turn your attention to the rest of the room.

From everything you have seen, this place is the cleanest one and it makes you think of the layout in your family's factory. It looks like he repurposed what used to be the waiting area, there's a kitchen in the right corner, a couple of sofas that had seen better days, a lot of blueprints have been left on the coffee table. To the left, it's the main office, a lot bigger and the tinted glass on the door has the name Heisenberg hand-painted on it, classy, you suppose that that's his room? you don't care, opting for getting close to the blueprints, his handwriting is atrocious and there are notes everywhere, how interesting, one of the workers used to say that was a sign of a brilliant mind.

"You are not allowed to go there, a'right?" hearing him so close makes you jump, when did he come back? from the tone of his voice, you might be right, it's either his bedroom "This one, however! this one is just for you" he says oh so sweetly when pointing at the smaller office to the right opening the door rather unceremoniously.

Now you get why the rest of this area is so clean and clutter-free, motherfucker pushed all the trash and old furniture in there, it's dusty and the air, somehow, is stale only in this place, you can see cobwebs "Since I'm being kind enough to let you sleep on this side and not in the cellars, I think is fair that you take care of the mess, don't you think?"

"Can't I just sleep in one of the couches?"

"Of course not, we don't want my precious mechanic to get sick, right?" condescending asshole, he even smiles at you, showing you his teeth in what you identify as an act of intimidation

"Of course we don't want that, my Lord! but, I do must say, you have been ill-mannered, showing me around your domain yet...you haven't told me your name when introductions were supposed to be made long ago" it's your turn to give him teeth flashing smile, his going a bit forced

"Well you see sweetheart, I would have done it earlier, but I came encountered a disrespectful brat that decked me in the face as soon as we met"

"Really now? Perhaps, this brat was done with being manhandled and reacted accordingly to how they felt" the sardonic smile on your face grows and you can see how much it pisses him off, and that shouldn't make you proud.

The man is looking, more like attempting, to look down on you, clicking his tongue loudly and in a dissatisfied manner, with complete derision, he gives you, the closest thing to a respectful bow "My name is Karl Heisenberg and I'm one of the four Lords working under Miranda's orders"

In response, you give him a curtsy and use your best sarcastic tone, just for him "It's such an honor to meet you, my lord. I must say I'm no noble but I do HOPE you may remember the name of this pheasant girl, Y/N, L/N Y/N"

He doesn't appreciate the way you talk to him or how you don't even try to hide how little you respect or fear him, but he needs you alive to accelerate and optimize the factory's production, under other circumstances? he would have thrown you down to let the Sturm have some fun, but he won't, at least for now.

"So, Miss Y/N...let me give you a...welcoming gift" he's harsh when trusting a bundle of crumpled clothes and old boots into your arms, pushing you back hard enough that you almost lose your balance "I don't expect you to always wear my hand-me-downs, this is a momentary arrangement"

"Oh my! so generous of you, to clothe this poor village girl with your own garments, I am so thankful for this, however, if I may ask for a tiny favor...can I know where your bathroom is? I don't what to soil this fine fabric with my dirty body"

You don't like the way he smiles at you, with one hand he grabs your shoulder and with the other he opens the door, pushing you towards what used to be the employee's showers, there's mold and broken mirrors, a lot of the shower heads are gone and the only one that seems to be functioning is leaking.

"Serve yourself, princess, just know this...there's only cold water, the hot water stopped working years ago and I haven't felt like repairing it, I hope you enjoy your shower!"

And with that, he leaves you, finally alone but unnerved on how easily he could come back and just stare at you like a creep. But you need a shower, there's grime and dirt caked to your body and it's starting to get disgusting and itchy. So you swallow your pride and leave the borrowed clothes over the small wall separating the showers from the rest of the place and brace yourself to what might be the worst moment of the day so far.

Later you are cursing him as loud as you can, he didn't lie when he said that only the cold water worked, but you would say it was freezing, his clothes are uncomfortably big on you, and smell of faint sweat and like these were left tucked away for a long time, the boots are the best part, these have been broken in nicely and they fit you...who are you kidding? the damn things are falling apart and you feel like a clown with how big they are.

That has left you with the shining crown of the shit show that's been this whole day! the trash in your new room, you had to box so many useless papers, look everywhere to find one measly broom, and use the remains of the gown you came in with to keep your hair out of your face and as a bandana to cover your nose and mouth.

From all the old furniture in the room, the only useful stuff is the old desk, a sofa that somehow survived without being eating by termites but might be infested with cockroaches, and a lamp. It's not much, but it's something.

All this moving around now has brought a new problem.

You are starving.

You can't remember when Miranda took you, let alone when was your last meal or if you were fed during your time in the cell. But Heisenberg's fridge is empty, there's only a handful of onions and those have roots and sprouts coming out already. There's nothing substantial in the cupboards or anywhere for that matter.

You doubt there might anything to eat in this place, but, you better give it a try, better die trying than going to sleep with a grumbling stomach, right? But, you didn't learn jackshit from him and you can't remember anything from the directions Heisenberg gave you.

Fuck it.

Slowly you creep out of the small apartment and peek outside, looking around assures you that the coast is clear. This could be a great learning experience! no matter how much of a dick this man is, there's something of value in his words and maybe, just maybe, you should pay more attention when he talks...MAYBE.

The place is a labyrinth of stairs, broken walls turned into hallways and sealed doors, you do have half a mind to remember which doors and areas he pointed as "out of bounds" for you, which is a surprise, seeing how massive the place is.

Under the stench of grease and smoke, you notice, the tasty scent of stew...close, very close, your poor stomach twisting painfully and mouth rapidly filling with saliva, you start following the heavenly aroma until you reach an old cargo lift, a large man sits there and for a moment that makes you stop in your tracks.

The man is surrounded by bags and crates filled with stuff from fruits to what you guess are various pieces of machinery and other objects hard to identify in the low light "Aaaaah...a new customer perhaps? You must be Lord Heisenberg's new assistant, are you not?"

He smiles with true kindness and something similar to pity, meaty hands adorned with gold rings beacon you close "Come come, miss...?"

"Uuuuuuuh...I'm Y/N, nice to meet you..."

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance miss Y/N, you may call me The Duke"

There's something infectious in him that makes you relax your shoulders and walk closer to him "So...what do you do here Duke?"

"What? well, I'm nothing but a humble merchant, occasionally I set up shop here in the factory, especially when I have a delivery or things that may spark Lord Heisenberg's interest, and now that you are here, I will make a note to bring stuff you could use too"

"I...I would appreciate the gesture, thanks" the small sincere smile in your face drops when your stomach decides to grumble loud enough to be heard by the Duke, the man laughing at the sound, making your embarrassment worst.

"Would like to accompany me with dinner, dear? I have made plenty and this could be a small...celebratory feast for you"

"Celebratory? no offense, but...there's nothing to celebrate"

"Aren't you alive and able to walk?" he's so careful when serving some stew in a bowl, making sure not to spill a drop "I think that surviving whatever happened to you, is worth celebrating"

The bowl is warm in your hands and the smell is just divine, you take a seat on the floor waiting for the Duke to serve his bowl and then you dig in, sighing in appreciation when the rich taste of the broth fills your mouth, the softness of the meat and the carrots. You can see the Duke smile with pride when you compliment his cooking, enjoying each spoonful to the fullest.

"It's getting quite late Y/N and Lord Heisenberg is one to rise early, I suggest you go to bed or you end up feeling too tired tomorrow"

"Yeah...thanks for the meal Duke, I really appreciate it"

"Don't mention it and remember, the Duke's Emporium is here to satisfy all your shopping needs!"

You bid the man farewell and do the trek back to your room, taking time to memorize the way to the lift and the living quarters, the man might be a merchant but you want to get to know more about him, he seems nice, he's been the nicest one so far.

The living area feels cold and so terribly empty, there's no sign of Heisenberg anywhere, which you are thankful for. Only after entering your room and laying on your "bed", waiting a bit to hear any sound that might belong to the Lord, when only the sounds of the factory echo back to you do you dare to cry.

It starts slowly, your eyes fixated on the ceiling, then the flood gates open and you start to sob and scream, tears running down the side of your face to get lost in your hair leaving wet patches in their wake. But your crying evolves into fear, panic, raged breathing, and asking hands, all the weight of what happened today swallows you whole.

You don't know where to start, the way you growled at Heisenberg in the church, HOW he was able to move heavy metal without touching it? and all those corpses suspended ton hooks...the howls and things banging against the doors, the cruelty in how Heisenberg tossed you around and screamed in your face. How do you even managed to put and kept that brave face on when you were so scared is beyond you, you did it and that's enough.

The rapid and irregular movement of your chest does nothing but make your side hurt, the pain shoots up and down your body, making you curl on your side to alleviate the pressure if only a bit.

You want to die...but not like this, not terrified for your existence, not at the hands of a volatile man that can crush you with his hammer any day.

You want to live, but to live with your life depending on how well you perform your role? that's not a life at all.

Exhaustion and fatigue eventually take you away into a dreamless sleep, your last thought is...what's going to happen tomorrow?

You don't know, but as the Duke said, you survived whatever Miranda did to you and you will survive this too, no matter what, you will live.