#Killer is just more forward and annoying about it lol

[somegrumpynerd]

The call is coming from inside the house, Dust

[francesderwent]

Thoughts on arcane 4-6

1. Isha just frankly didn't bring anything so far that wouldn't have been strengthened without her! Vi could EASILY have been about to kill Jinx at the end of 3 and then been unable to do it because that's her sister, try to talk down Cait, Jinx's desperate need for revenge cooled due to that, Sevika could have been the one imprisoned meaning Jinx had to go to the prison because they do care about each other in a fucked up way, and then Jinx gets Vi to help after meeting Vander. The entire story would work with previously known characters, and I just feel it would have had much more emotional depth than introducing this new, completely unintegrated character and saying yeah haha jinx isn't killing people anyone because she's hanging out with a child. Cut it!

2. It DOES weaken the backstory but vi jinx and vander reconciliation made me emotional.

3. Regarding point 2 - I will allow the weakening of Jinx as a father killer IF Vander survives into act 3 which the preview suggests he will and vi is forced to kill vander to protect innocents, thus making her and Jinx mirrors. That would slay I truly believe.

4. WHERE ARE THE BOYZ (Ekko and Heimerdinger boy band)

5. Of course it's Jayce fucks this all up (said with understanding that he's not actively malicious but also wtf).

6. See I reckon there could be FASCINATING parallels between the cult, which clearly tampers with people's minds and emotions to an extent, and Ekko's paradise which is just people trying to be good, but unfortunately the show writers this season are not as smart as me.

7. The way I'm actually really liking Mel out of absolutely nowhere all she needed was to be trapped in a mind prison and become a mage for me to be like wait...

oh, I agree, she’s an unnecessary plot device lol. the only one of the moments you list that I think Isha does enhance is Vi being unable to kill Jinx—because if three episodes in, we get Vi realizing that IN HERSELF she is unable to kill her sister, no matter what she’s done, where do we go from there? that’s practically the end of the whole arc. whereas in the scene as it exists, Vi gets to realize “I’m not willing to hurt anyone and everything in order to destroy evil” which separates her from Cait in that moment, AND she gets to realize “there might still be something good in my sister and yet she’s still not my same little sister anymore”. it lets Jinx appear as an equal for a moment! which is such a crazy moment as an older sibling, when you look at them and realize hey they’re not a kid anymore!! this, I think, COULD have set us up for really interesting sibling dynamics moving forward, with Vi still kind of on the “we need to defeat Jinx” train, but conflicted about it and more worried about the collateral. Obviously they didn’t do it, and it didn’t work. But I think this would have ESPECIALLY worked if they built up Isha in the first three episodes (by letting her TALK for example), and then had Cait take a second shot after Vi tries to stop her and actually genuinely kill Isha in this scene, or had Isha be a casualty of the explosion Jinx set off, or something.

I’m genuinely happy for you but it just annoyed me haha. I was devastated they would do that to Vander, and then I was insulted that presumably the whole point of them inventing Vander in the first place was to turn him into this league of legends wolfman

that is so fucked up and I am so impressed by you thinking of it

WHERE ARE THE BOYS????????? they really said “here are our incorruptible characters. they’ve teamed up. you will never see them again”

getting possessed (?) is the most in-character thing for Jayce to do, he never had a mind of his own anyway

ooooooh the cult which demands you lay down your weapons! the firelights which take up arms against the people poisoning their streets! Viktor takes away people’s suffering, removing the negatives—Ekko gives people a positive reason to LIVE

no seriously, honestly I think they just had to get her away from her favorite hobby of leading Jayce by the nose and I was like “hmmm slay perhaps?”

[wishing-stones]

Hii,,, hope I'm not bothering you too much. I've been a really big fan of your writing for a couple of months now. You don't have to respond to my ask if it makes you uncomfortable, I understand.

I'm someone who easily falls into paranoia spirals, and constantly second guesses whether my behaviour is socially appropriate since I have such a hard time reading a room. I have a habit of unknowingly stepping over the line when I get excited and thus making people uncomfortable, and only being aware of it if I'm directly confronted about it? Though because I absolutely hate conflict I often distance/isolate myself from the people I'm close to and find myself forming deeper emotional attachments to stuffed animals than people.

Would the guys find this to be a problem? Would they particularly care about someone being more open to an inanimate object than them, or if they need to regularly switch between reminding the person of boundaries and assurance that they aren't a selfish or awful person?

(Again, feel free to ignore this if you don't want to respond, I won't get upset if this ask gets deleted for being too much)

- 🖍 crayanon

Okay first of all Crayanon is adorable

Secondly, sending me asks is in no way bothering me! If I don't have the time or energy to respond to them, I often sit on them until I do (or until I come up with a sufficient answer for some of them). The only ones I wind up deleting are the ones I legitimately don't have an answer to LOL.

Thirdly, I'm seeing some self-deprecation here, and I'd like to remind you that you aren't a selfish or awful person for your neurodivergence. I prefer the company of animals, stuffed or not, to people most of the time as well. It's no shortcoming of yours that you have issues reading social queues-- especially when excited. You're far from alone in that aspect, and honestly? You can't blame yourself for crossing a boundary that you didn't know existed. All you can do is keep that boundary in mind going forward. You're not psychic, so you can't have known, and anyone who gets mad at you for crossing a line you weren't aware of... might be someone you may wish to rethink being around. This is a very annoying thing that happens with Neutotypical people, I feel. They expect you to know the exact social standards of every single setting everywhere you go when they... don't communicate that whatsoever. It isn't your fault, and this is all a very long winded way for me to say: Don't beat yourself up over stupid unspoken societal standards. It doesn't make you a bad person, and neither does wanting to avoid these situations. You aren't selfish, and you aren't awful.

With that out of the way...

Generally speaking, the guys are really good with mental health and neurodivergence in general. It's kind of a monster society thing-- since monsters are all so vastly different from one another, they don't tend to balk at anything that has to do with appearance or mentality. It's just the way you are, and if it happens to cause problems for you or them, they're still very supportive. They might nudge you towards professional help if it becomes a serious problem, but on the whole, these guys are very hard to offend by behavior.

Killer also has issues with boundaries sometimes, and needs to be corrected. With the guys, this usually comes in the form of playful violence, but you can shove him off or tell him to back up or steep off just as easily. His are hard to cross, but if you manage it, he's pretty gracious with letting you know, and if he sees you edging up on that line again, he'll playfully remind you of it. He won't get mad. The most you'll get for your troubles is a noogie.

Dust may snap if his boundaries are crossed in any serious way, but he's kind of a withdrawn person. He doesn't mean to be mean, but he'll be firm. He might get a little short and brisk to get you to back off... but he'll explain why once he's wound down from it. He might get a little rattled, but he won't hold it against you. Learning to be around new people can sometimes have a steep learning curve that can go on for years after you've met and grown close to them.

Axe only snaps if you get near his skull injury. Otherwise, he's pretty chill. If it's a social boundary, he isn't bothered too much, and will remind you that it's there calmly. He'll also warn you off of it if he feels you're creeping toward his or anyone else's boundaries, and praise you with reassurances if you remember these on your own. It'd do you well to remember that one of his biggest boundaries is to not startle him awake, since... that's less one for him and more one for you, so you don't get hurt on accident.

Cross will gently bodily move you if it's a physical boundary and just... say your name correctively if it's a social one. He'll explain his boundaries, but prefers reminding you rather than telling you. He thinks that you'll remember these on your own soon enough if he just... nudges you away from them. He's pretty understanding, even if he looks stern. Baggs takes note of these behaviors and works with you on them. Little memory exercises to remind you of where general boundaries might be, offers different methods of mindfulness, and takes everything in stride. Even if you cross his, he's patient and explains gently. He also likes the subtle sort of nudging you in the right direction-- making your own associations and your own corrections are far preferable than straight directions. It allows you to build your own habits and reminders that are custom-tailored to you.

Nightmare has arguably the hardest time with this because he is not pleasant when a boundary of his has been crossed. He'll get a little sour, but still remind you carefully of what that was and why he didn't like that. It's really not you, it's him. He gets cranky and bitter when bothered, but... he also has to remind himself that no one here is psychic and can't possibly know what he's thinking. He likes to lead you into conclusions yourself ("Do you remember what happened last time?") rather than actively correcting it, and does so as gently as he can. This bothers you deeply, and he can tell. He doesn't want you agonizing over a simple mishap that, in the grand scheme of things, matters very little.

As for being closer to stuffies than to them...

...They might get a little jealous, but the most that nets you is them sitting with the plush so that you have no excuse but to spend time with them. Oh no. Fortunately, they can be pretty still and quiet if you don't feel like people at the moment. Just hanging around quietly is enough.

[heesimp]

hi my baby i am back after an eventful week of assignments stopping me from writing stepbro jay smut (i literally just finished it Rn) so i am here to bother u today 😈😈

anyways i was thinking of pervs heejake threesome bcs i might write that soon like heejake who have watched u grow up n become this beautiful woman n they want u so fucking bad but park sungBOOOOO's dumbass just has to keep hitting on u OR WAITTTT SERIAL KILLERS HEEJAKE who kill all the boys that hit on u n instead of being scared ur annoyed cus holy shit who do i hook up w now n they just smile at u sinisterly like we can def arrange for that to happen

flash forward to a few minutes later n ur sucking heeseung off as jake laps at your pussy, moaning into it as you gush around his tongue bcs munch jake obv. heeseung can't fathom how good it feels to even have ur mouth around him after fantasizing it for months n it ends w them both fucking u at the same time bcs dvp we love u 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

hi cutie. sad to hear that assignments have been keeping you busy but happy to know you’re back and here!!

oh wow you have the wildest imagination and I like that very much. sungboo made me laugh 😭 I just think they heejake would get fed up at some point and fuck you anyway even if sunghoon’s flirting with you. would enjoy fucking you even more when you flirt back with sunghoon but fool around with them.

I’m new to the killer trope but man…fictitious possession gets me sometimes like ahhhh. heejake going ? wdym you don’t have anyone to fuck? what about us? also lol do you think one of them would kill each other to have yn forever

[ireallyamabear]

so i've been slowly watching Elementary season 6 and as I said I remembered the cases as being unbelievably stupid so here's my notes on the first 6 episodes.... spoilers for that seasons. also spoilers: I might have been too harsh on the season, but when it gets bad it gets BAD:

episode 1: An Infinite Capacity for Taking Pains

the case with the sex tapes is just utterly forgettable, but not offensive as a set up. tbh i already forgot if the murderer was the husband or the brother in the end… did they cast two people that look alike on purpose? Watson is so sweet in this episode, though. As far as I remember the whole traumatic brain injury thing gets resolved pretty easily and I think I was annoyed with that? I’ll have to track that. AND the set up with the serial killer! I totally forgot. Excited for that storyline!

episode 2: Once you’ve ruled out god

this episode is so convoluted they really put everything in it. physicists. lightening laser guns. smuggled plutonium from japan. it gets stolen. watson is the first to register radiation with an APP SHE DOWNLOADED ON HER PHONE. sure. sherlock recognises the gravel stuck on the van as the one used in one specific county in new york state??? i mean i guess he’s always had this kind of knowledge but this is the only clue that puts them on the trail of the robber and it’s just really lazy writing. he has a traumatic brain injury, but he’s still the gravel king. cool. THEN it turns out the robber is a white supremacist and wants to build a dirty bomb. kind of much more believable in 2023 than in 2018, i give them that. a nazi prison gang called PAIN. but they’re not racist they just love money. sherlock deduces that one guy can’t be a terrorist because of how he plays his tabletop campaigns. this is so fucking stupid.

oh wait its a heist?? the diamond thiefs plan was to steal plutonium make it seem like they’re going to explode a wmd just so they can cover their tracks? this is soooo fucking stupid. would have been better if the episode really was about a racist dutch gang. and THEN they have to have a 4 minute scene to explain the plot of the episode to that agent who has a dutch girlfriend (whahahahaaht) (and accuse him, because theres another twist of course) because they needed to explain the plot of the episode bc its so stupid.

i’m in tears this is the WORST episode of Elementary ever, even worse than that stupid case with the magnet in the elevator.

episode 3: Pushing Buttons

the death of the revolutionary war reenactor. actually a good case, not a nail biter but okay. kind of ridiculous that they just believed the daughter couldn’t have contacted some hitman because her commune doesn’t allow cellphones.

the scene where sherlock is in michaels office and he has his murder victims social media page open on the laptop is so good and really pushes the serial killer plot forward.

bargain bin jeff gold blum is a delight. all in all solid; but it does kind of use the same gimmick of old document is destroyed for property rights as the early episode where the old map that shows the border to the reservation … and that episodes case was better imo.

episode 4: Our time is up

watons old therapist gets murdered. starts out very intriguing. of course that one guys office is the only one in the city were you have a convenient balcony to jump from lol. “So you attempted suicide yesterday and … your boss is bringing you work.” Sherlock is so real for that. Anyway, the case is pretty average I’d say. kind of mid.

also, when Lin says to Watson “You’re the most complete person I’ve ever known.” … I love you Lin.

episode 5: Bits and pieces

really good case actually! of course the shock factor is the head Sherlock brings home. there were a lot of suspects but the mystery of first finding out who the dead body was was very good, then the intrigue with the flu infection. also one of those elementary episodes where you learn something, i.e. about the corpse selling industry. best episode case wise so far.

episode 6: Give me the finger

ok this case would be actually really good … IF THEY DIDN#T DO THE NUCLEAR THING AGAIN!! the spectre of stupid episode 2 is hanging over this season. wtf are they on about. i was so distracted that they involved this AGAIN and all those military personnel just freely talk about their classified systems with the cops? so fucking stupid. anyway, i never liked Hannah Gregson as a character and again I have totally forgotten everything about her and Michaels storyline? But I bet next episode is going to be a good one…

also, great shot:

In conclusion: most cases are actually pretty solid, there’s just one that is SO stupid that it overshadowed every other case in my mind for years lol. and the overarching plot line is REALLY good actually!

[honks-n-stonks]

saw tags you put when you reblogged a post of mine and just know

i kept misspelling nakarkos and had to look it up lol dw

iceborne barioth ain’t that bad compared to other incarnations it’s more a newbie killer but is still annoying

yes please do consider going through master rank!! i wasn’t expecting to ever get to it but i unintentionally became addicted to world more than i thought and yeah it gets uber fun in the endgame :)

I had to keep looking up his name when I went through GU... monsters kinda just have hard to spell names 😭

but I love that for them. no other game can I play and just say: "oh yeah that's a nibelsnarf" "oh god here comes kushala daora" "holy shit is that a kulu-ya-ku" "dude watch out for that gypceros"

and ahh I see. maybe I should play rise again just to prepare for his iceborne encounter.... my practice definitely paid off when facing Mizustune and Astalos in GU! It's just that I remember seeing a LOT of people complaining and groaning about that ice kitty (+ someone showing that they timed out on their quest for it. closest I've gone to losing a quest like that was in the HR Hub quest "Insomina x2".... I had :42 seconds left and I wanted to DIE so I CAN'T IMAGINE HOW FIGHTING *1* BARIOTH FOR THAT LONG IS LIKE)

RAAHH!! I've been meaning to get back to MR but my TV screen has been broken since December so it's really hard to see what items I have selected n' whatnot >:[ I really wanna start on the siege quests (KULVE I AM COMING FOR YOU) and see what the Hoarfrost Reach has to offer!!! and I've also heard the endgame is pretty sick too so I am super looking forward to that (I've been procrastinating on Anomaly Investigations in Rise😭😭)

(old ss) The screen looks a lot better when the lights are turned off but yeah. This is my situation >:[

[lovemesomesurveys]

Hey, ya'll. I'm not sure who's still here in our little survey community, but I thought I'd update anyone who happens to see this and has been following me for awhile that I just got home a couple days after 3 weeks in the hospital. I had surgery and some scary setbacks during that stay, but I'm doing okay now. Anyway, surveys should resume again more regularly now.

Do you prefer hardly toasted at all or burnt toast? I like it golden. I don't want a burnt brick or basically just a piece of bread.

What time do you have to be out of bed by on a typical day? I don't have a specific time I have to be out of bed by.

When was the last time you cleaned your bedroom? Me, personally, it's been awhile. I've had to have help from my mom and aunt cause I haven't been able to do it.

In real life do you laugh like 'haha', 'hehe' or something else? I guess it's a 'haha.'

Do you know anyone who says things like 'lol' in real life? No.

Do you have any unusual skills? >> not sure I have any usual skills even <<<<

Do you have any bug bites right now? Nope.

Is there anything annoying you at the moment? I have a nagging cough that I've had for like 2 1/2 weeks.

Who's your favourite person? My loved ones.

Are you more of a cat or dog person? I'm definitely a dog person.

Do you live out of the nearest town? Huh?

Do you like to look at other peoples' houses? When they're decorated for the holidays.

Are there any chores you actually enjoy doing? Uh, no.

What's the weirdest compliment you've ever received? "You're really pretty for having polio." Yes, someone actually said that to me. I'm in a wheelchair, but I don't have polio. Also, what does one have to do with the other? It was seriously a WTF moment.

Do you remember all those rhymes like 'i before e except after c'? I remember that one.

When did you last have an 'Oh, I get it now!' moment? Hm. I don't recall.

Would you say you're more witty or childish about jokes? I like punny, cheesy, corny, dad jokes lol.

Do you get on with boys or girls better? It depends on the person.

Do people often confide in you? Do you like it? Yeah. I don't mind.

Who is someone you really admire? My mom.

Do you prefer piano or guitar music? I enjoy both.

Do you like helium balloons? Uhhh, sure.

Have your parents ever suspected something untrue about you? Possibly.

Do you have any fears that seem weird to others? Yeah, like my fear of holes/clusters and killer whales.

Have you ever wished you'd been born someplace else? Yeah, I hate this city.

What d'you think about videogames? I like Mario Bros.

Are there any forms of art you personally find pointless? Like what?

What would you, or do you, study at college? I got my BA in psych.

Are you tired right now? Always.

Have you ever had, or wanted, a pet ferret? No.

Is there anything you find undeserving of the hype it received? Perhaps.

What's something you do a lot? I watch a lot of YouTube videos.

Are you currently on any other websites? I have YouTube opened as well.

Are you good at using Photoshop? I haven't used it in years, but I had grasped the ability to make gifs. They weren't the best, but I think they were okay.

What were you last embarrassed about? Meh.

Are there any clothing items you really want but can't find? Yeah. I haven't had a chance to look through my clothes in awhile.

Have you ever been told you naturally tilt your head a certain way? No, but I realized my head was tilt to the right as we speak.

What does your dream house look like? I want hardwood floors, spacious, big backyard, nice patio deck.

Do you wear a lot of make-up? Not at all. I rarely wear makeup.

Do you have any projects on the go right now? No.

What's a habit you find gross? Hmm.

Would you rather have a Poloroid or a Lomo camera? What's a lomo?

When was the last time you were jealous? I don't recall.

Are you one of those people who see things for sale and say 'I could've come up with that!'? No.

Do you, or did you, really look forward to when you can finally move away? My family and I would love to move away. We've wanted to for a long time, it just hasn't worked out.

Are you the one who holds everyone's bags at theme parks while they ride? Sometimes, cause it's a ride I don't want to ride.

What's the worst tattoo you've ever seen? Oh, I've seen numerous horrendous tattoos.

What's your favourite name ever? Hm.

Are you a hat person? Yeah.

When was the last time you were totally grossed out? A lot happens in hospitals.

Have you ever forgotten how to do something simple? Probably.

Are you ever jealous when you see couples or friends together? I've felt envious, sure.

Has anyone ever approached you in the street and asked to take your picture? No.

Have you ever disliked something just because most people liked it? Nah, I don't care about that. Just like I don't like something just cause it's trendy and popular. I like what I like.

Does anything hurt on you right now? Of course.

What song's stuck in your head? Mr Take Yo Bitch. lol.

Did anyone ever tell you that earwigs crawl into your ear while you sleep? STOPPPPP.

[a-tear-in-space]

Why Kotoko Yuzuriha is very Flip coded - a mini analysis of the song + her character

(And yes, this is what I spend my time on.)

So, first of all, the song's meaning itself. The song (to me at least) seems to be about someone acting vengance out on another, and slowly losing their sanity in the process. This can be interpreted from the lyrics, and way the music gets more intense as the song goes on.

So, the reason why I think Kotoko fits this song should be pretty obvious just from that - a good portion of her character revolves around her seeking out vengance (justice) on people who deserved it, and we can tell from the way she slowly started to become the wolf at the end of HARROW, and then the final few scenes of Deep Cover where she turns into the werewolf, that this was slowly destroying her as well.

Now, could I leave the analysis like this? Yes, I could. But am I going to? Not at all, because this is me we're talking about.

With that being said, let's look at the lyrics of Flip itself and how they fit Kotoko in turn.

Verse 1

"Here's to the one with the smoking stare

Running through my head with a bolo knife

Chopping up the threads made up from looms

Of love and blood and hate and some empty tunes"

From HARROW, it's implied from the pinboard in Kotoko's... room(?) that she dedicated a lot of time and thought to seeking out her victim. The "smoking stare" and the "bolo knife chopping up the threads" are all references to how the mc (who I'm just going to refer to as Jane for convinience) constantly had their mind filled with their victim, to the point where their mind was slowly breaking because of it (the threads = Jane's sanity/thoughts, probably.)

Verse 2

"Eyes killer cold and black and bare

Freaky little tooth hanging solo

Sucking at the walls like a rolo now

Making a cocoon when my brain fits"

Tbh, I don't really see how this could fit Kotoko from what we know, as this verse seems more about "Jane" demonising their victim internally, twisting them and making them seem more freakish and disgusting in their mind as their desire to go after them twists their own mind even more. From what we've seen with Kotoko, this might have potentially been a thing that she did, but again, it's not really clear so.

Chorus 1

"I wanna go back, I wanna go back

I wanna go back with a club and attack

I wanna take to my guns and break you

I gotta make my little foe take his own"

In terms of Kotoko, this is fairly straight forward - she wanted to hurt her victim, she wanted to attack him (though she did it with her hands and feet, not any kind of weapon.) The only line that doesn't really fit is the last one (which annoys me) but we can just skip over that, lol. In terms of "Jane," this is also straight forward and backs up my interpretation of the song. The thoughts of getting revenge on this person and harming them consumed them, and they were either going to attack them themselves, or make them commit suicide.

Verse 3

"I've overgrown with a yellow mold

Just fizzing drones in a hollow dome

My funny nose dripping little groans

I'm so so cold in the marrow of my bones"

Now, in Flip, this is the point where the music starts to get more intense, which, as I mentioned, is representative of how "Jane" was starting to lose their mind because of their fixation of getting vengance on their victim. In Kotoko terms, we see how her mind/tunnel vision was initially a pale yellowish colour in HARROW, but in Deep Cover, it was a dark, more toxic-looking yellow/green colour - it had become even worse - hence, "overgrown." This is also a good indication of how Kotoko's mentality was hurting her and destroying her - but yet, she kept at it.

Verse 4

"I look at you as you take a snooze

Your skinny lips dripping rabid goo

I lift your chin and I grin at you

As you come to, man

I'm running 'round your head with a bolo knife"

By this point in Flip, "Jane" has found their victim (and is still demonising them, hence the "rabid goo") and gets to kill them, and is super happy about it (hence why they're grinning as they do so.) We can also see plainly how Kotoko was reeealllyyyy happy at getting to kill her victim, a fact that is obvious both in HARROW (the shots of her smiling before and after her murder) and in her t1 VD, where we can hear her laughing and basically saying that she enjoyed the murder and has no regrets for what she's done.

Chorus 2/The ending (since this repeats 3 times)

"I'm gonna go back, I'm gonna go back

I'm gonna go back to a face, no more mask

I was in full bloom until I met you

I'm gonna shake my fetters I'm breaking loose"

The overall gist of this final chorus refers to how "Jane" no longer has to hide who they are after killing their victim - though it's unclear whether this "mask" was just their sanity that has finally slipped, or just them finally going back to normalcy afterwards (I'm sticking with the first option, based off of the other lines.) Fetters is another term used for shackles used to restrain prisoners, which can again be linked back to the whole "sanity" part of this - breaking free from the fetters = breaking free of their own godamn mind. Again, this links back to how Kotoko was slowly twisted more and more after she killed her victim, which is, again, evident in the ending of Deep Cover, with the shot of the werewolf coming out and looming over her, representing how distorted and monstrous Kotoko's become.

"Fox is this really what you spend your time on" YES YES IT IS.

[juniperhillpatient]

Hi @juniperhillpatient I’ve got another ask for ya (I hope these aren’t getting too annoying)

So I (re)read the first chapter of “the devil you know” and I have some speculations about the killer. So when On Ji texted with the killer (under the guise of Aang) we see that killer impersonated Aang in the text conversation. Not perfectly, but enough to be a believable to his girlfriend. The staying behind to to help a kitten was indicative of this.

Which would imply that the killer is someone who knows Aang and On Ji personally? Or at least know’s of them enough to impersonate Aang. Which would imply the killer is one of the core friend group. But it could also be someone who is merely an acquaintance in the school. Like Mai or Ty Lee, or Zuko.

Digression but I was feeling bad for On Ji up to the point when she began to disparage Azula. My sympathy withered with her. Kidding (for the most part)

Katara also spoke about how the killer was not more than 5 feet in height. Telling us that Ozai was not the clear cut killer himself. Could it have been Mai or Ty Lee in either of those costumes? Who then hid them at the Nakamura forest house.

And what the heck is Chan’s corpse doing in Sokka’s car?

Anyway, I don’t expect an answer to any of the speculations (much more fun that way) but mystery is beginning to eat me alive.

Also, the notion of Azula and Katara living through this together as the “final girls” is a romantic one indeed. But, so too is the notion of Azula and Katara dying in each other’s arms. Tragedies and decisions…

An amazing first chapter! I’m looking forward to the next!

Thank you so much, you are always so supportive & I love getting ask from you! If I take a long time to answer that’s just a me thing it’s not just you.

I am LOVING the speculation & I of course can’t answer any of the questions but I will say you are asking many of the right questions & fixating on the right details 🫢

Also I’m pretty sure you’re not the only one who stopped caring about On Ji when she was rude about Azula 😂 I assume people who read my stuff love Azula by default lol

But to be fair to On Ji, Azula is basically the weird girl. The status she has is because of her wealth & her father’s power but she, Zuko, & Mai are all social outcasts. Ty Lee is not - she’s popular - & we’ll get more into that & how it affects the group too!

Now to your questions - of course I can’t actually answer but you’re right to point out two really big things.

1. The killer knows things about the main characters & their lives & personalities. That’s pretty important.

2. The killer is not huge. This definitely points toward the Ozai being framed possibility considering he is described as a towering figure. But by who & why? Someone with the means to get into that lake house & strategically place evidence where Zuko & Azula were sure to find it which also means someone who knew the party was happening.

Sorry maybe I’m giving away stuff but I’m really excited about this fic & I’m sooo excited seeing your speculation!

I was going to fully complete writing this fic before posting more to ensure there are no plot holes or logical inconsistencies & that I can go back & add foreshadowing as I go buuuut. I’m having a hard time not posting to be honest!

Right now chapters 1-6 are done & I’m about 9k into chapter 7. But chapter 8-10 are pretty heavily outlined sooooo…. At this point I’m heavily tempted to post chapter 2 soon & break my promise of finishing the fic first 😅

Anyway thank you so much for the thoughts & speculation I love it ❤️

[papytonpropaganda]

8 18 25 34 for da ask Game

8. Post an out-of-context spoiler from a wip.

bro I haven't worked on any of my actual wips in ages 🙈 but uhhhhhhhh I can get something from those out of context scenes from the Walls rewrite/sequels lol.

so I picked something from a scene I wrote a while back, involving my cowriter's OC who's being worked into Walls and MY new OC. this will most likely not show up anywhere in the final story, I think it was just an exercise in how those two characters would interact if they were to meet.

“Listen. I don’t have much time.” The man stumbled forward, and automatically, Minerva reached out to catch him. About three inches shorter than she was, he looked pleadingly up into her eyes. “Time for what?” Minerva held her breath. She didn’t know this guy at all, but something about him seemed… important. “Mettaton is about to make a huge mistake. You have to…” Minerva realized with horror that the man could barely breathe. “What’s wrong? Is there a way I can help you…?” The man took a great gasping breath, and, as though he were annoyed with himself, shook his head roughly. “No. There’s nothing anyone can do for me anymore. But listen. I’ve--I’ve been watching Mettaton. And if he makes the decision I’m afraid he’s going to, terrible things are going to happen to him, I just know it. I need you to do everything in your power to make him choose otherwise. And--and if he chooses it anyway, I need you to just… be there. To help him.” “I don’t--w… why me?” Minerva whispered. The man grasped her upper arms. “There are few people he loves quite like you,” he said. “Of course he loves all his family, but you’re gentle with him in a way that’s stuck with him. He respects you differently, I think he’s more likely to listen. Please, Minerva. Protect him. Do what I couldn’t.”

that was longer than I thought but oh well lol.

18. Do you enjoy research? Which fic of yours required the most research?

Depends on what I'm researching but overall I'd say yeah! Walls definitely has required the most, due to needing to research Aotearoa and Maaori culture, as well as all the mental health and trauma-related topics.

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

writing. so writing. I don't consider myself very good at worldbuilding, and while brainstorming and outlining is fun, it doesn't compare to actually getting my imagination onto paper. as for editing... I don't edit very much 😭 I think I'm going to try more in the future though, I make wayyyy too many typos.

but yeah. writing. finally seeing the characters come to life in a tangible way. that feeling I get when I come up with a killer line. I love that.

34. How much of your personal life/experience do you include in your fics?

depends on the fic, but I think Walls has the most of Me in it, even if the traumas don't entirely line up--I still relate to Papyrus and Mettaton more than I probably should, lol.

[eviltiddyproductions]

Flower of Evil: Episode 3

the blonde wig in the flashback 💀

the way she backed down straight to the locker lol

he’s so used to being a delinquent that he doesn’t recognise she has a crush on him. cops don’t go around asking for your star sign babe

she just introduced herself after confessing to him?! she’s so #real

not him telling her to get out. now. RUDE😭✋

him saying ‘I’ve been deceived all this time’ as a joke hits a little too close home.

Also, what are his plans with this journalist exactly ???

LMAO she saw 1 black raincoat and she was like is my husband a murderer 🤨🤨🤨 (I feel like they’re using him as a misdirect but he is suspicious babe, keep going)

I don’t know why I’m looking out for him but you better wipe your fingerprints from that door fake (?) Hee Sung!

Play the video at home babe, the police is going to show up ANYTIME

I’m so confused by this show. Literally what is going on.

see this is how I know I’m not used to sophistication because when she said break the door I imagined those NYPD style cylinders or CID Daya style kick to the door. here they did it so quickly and gracefully

he is HANGING for his life (literally)

the sun believes in our man because it decides to hide behind a cloud and remove his very visible shadow

I love her boots click clacking as he’s about to fall from the balcony.

lmaoo ofc he got spotted

not the journalist coming after him with the hammer. our deviant is having the worst day

damn, he’s about to get exposed too…

enough with the misdirects I really thought the journalist was dead 😭

literally what is going on

they refuse to show us important details of the past and it’ll be on sight if all of this build up turns out to be something lame !!!

moo jin might’ve been kidnapped but he’s annoying as hell

a misdirect again

HELP just as Moo Jin and we figure out our double identity man is not the murderer, our girl thinks that he is. first the raincoat and now the breakfast 💀 like bae you will not connect the most obvious but you’re going forward with these!

THE JUMPSCARE. I hate blacked out eyes

slay?

got stabbed by someone he knew, had a vision of his killer (?) dead father and got hit by a car om shanti om style. he was having the WORST day

and it gets more confusing 🤩

[trulynamelessworld]

Yes!

My girlfriend of four years :)

Thankfully not my tattoos

Yep

Quite taken

Preferably painlessly

Gnocchi

I got a black belt in martial arts before I got sick actually! Its my favorite fun fact

Nope, they're too healthy lol

Like seventh grade? A girl tried to punch me and missed

Aforementioned gf 💕

Completely against my will when I was unmedicated for my panic disorder

I'm not sure I hate them, but there is someone I dislike quite a lot.

Yes, my family.

One geriatric pug

A little bit nauseous (yay chronic illness, yay disability)

Shockingly no

I've somehow become the designated spider killer of my house so I can't afford to be.

Hard question, probably not though. I wouldn't know what to tell my past self.

My bedroom 👀

Book a tattoo appointment and do some uni work

I do! (Which usually makes people look at me like I've sprouted two more heads) As for how many, I would say 2 or 3. My girlfriend insists that we can't have an odd number of children though lmao

I have five! Four total on my ear lobes and my septum done. I want to get my nostrils pierced but I haven't gotten around to it yet. I also used to have a vertical labret but it wasn't healing well so I just took it out. I want to get a regular labret eventually.

Unsurprising for a fanfic writer but I was always the best at English. However I loved the drama and psychology courses I took in highschool as well.

Yes consistently, its been six years and I STILL THINK ABOUT THEM?!? They definitely don't care about me though.

Doughnuts.

Unfortunately yes.

Thankfully no!

Not in a negative way, however I have been made to cry by a significant other.

The nausea I mentioned earlier. Its so low grade its just annoying.

Yes, several people do :)

Red , purple, or black (can you tell I'm goth?)

With new people and men.

Getting in a helicopter crash, no joke.

Either my girlfriend or my mom? Not sure.

NOT ANYMORE. I MADE THAT MISTAKE ONCE AND NEVER AGAIN.

Definitely not (whoo autism)

Nope, this year has kind of sucked, but its still better than last year.

15

Nope, no thanks.

Paella (made by my mother or grandfather)

Not sure, I can't fathom the reason for me being disabled.

Checked my phone (yikes, I know.)

Absolutely not.

I've been told I look kinda scary but have the countenance of a disney princess once I open my mouth. I also get called mom a lot so I'm gonna venture to say no.

None for real. Some sparring.

Maybe? I certainly believe in love and kindness.

Sun, I'm like a lizard.

Yes, love it. Don't like the cold so much though.

I do :)) hopefully in the next few years if we can scrounge up the money.

Depends? It usually just makes me feel infantalized

My dog, my clothes, my family, my partner, writing, dungeons and dragons, getting something right on the guitar.

No, I like my name a lot.

Not at all, I actually look forward to it.

Be very confused and probably disappointed

Yes, he's very nice and also dating my sibling (hence why I would be confused if he liked me)

Friend from the previous two questions, he left my house like half an hour ago.

Girlfriend

I think so? I think there are people you click with and people you don't. I also know despite our differences my friends can't see me and my girlfriend *not* being together. I'm in it for life babeyyy

Yes. Though all the people I would die for would definitely resurrect me just to murder me for trying to die for them.

This was fun! It took me an ungodly amount of time but if you want to reflect on yourself a little bit I recommend it!

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[wikiangela]

watching 911 lone star 4x10

spoilers under the cut

I liked the last two episodes but tbh I'm kinda not feeling the show anyway lately, like I'm not excited about the new episodes or anything idk - this show is slowly losing me sns 😂 (like, I've been putting off this episode and I kinda don't wanna watch it rn but I'm gonna bc I'll stick out at least this season 😂)

okay, time to watch it hah:

Tommy looks gorgeous as always 😍

oh my god that eye thing was so gross, I could not even look at the screen 🤢

is Pearce the dude that worked with them for a minute a while ago? i would never remember this dude if they didn't remind us in that HR episode (and I had to google him then to know who they're talking about 😂) why is he back wtf

this is so annoying 😂

oh my god Grace looks stunning 😍😍😍😍

"serial killer, it was my dad that had the stalker" lmao their lives are crazy 😂 and the way TK said it so calmly and casually 😂

I can't take my eyes off of Grace jfc she looks AMAZING 😍😍🔥

I feel like I've seen the actress who plays Kendra somewhere but can't put my finger on it

so... a new love interest for Owen or just a one time thing? tbh I couldn't care less but I miss Amy Acker 😂

aw, Nancy telling Mateo the plot of a book, and he's so excited 😍 look at them, so adorable 😍

ngl I'm kinda bored rn 😂

okay, the whole Owen thing with Kendra paying him is pretty funny, even if I'm annoyed that we're back to focusing on Owen after literally just one episode where he took the backseat

"I may be easy but no one, and I mean no one, has to pay for it" 😂 that got an actual out loud laugh out of me ngl 😂😂😂

oh shit I knew this was gonna happen as soon as I saw the tubes - and it seems like this episode is more focused on medical emergencies and I like that tbh

Grace really is the mvp of this whole show 😂 we need more of her

(also, can we get more of the dispatchers, like, I don't even know anyone's name but Grace, we rarely see her interact with others, and I can't help compare with the og where they have a few recurring characters who are dispatchers🙄)

they're literally racing in ambulances 😂 this is so funny lol

I'm loving another episode where Tommy is a petty queen lmao, I love seeing this side of her 😂

ugh I just do not give a fuck about Kendra and the whole Owen thing 😩 (playback speed 2x, can't get through it otherwise)

the fact that she keeps paying him is funny, but other than that it's just such a fucking boring plotline 😂

oh shit, I did not expect the Paragon ambulance to explode 😂 that took me by surprise 😂

I do not care about Kendra or her sad backstory or whatever

ha, Paragon's getting sued lmao, good 😂

"karma is a beautiful thing" yes it is, Tommy 😂

and that's the episode

idk, this season kinda flactuates for me, it was whatever, got better, then another few meh episode, two great ones, and now it's whatever again 💁🏻‍♀️

BUT I'm watching the promo and next episode will focus on Mateo more??? hell yeah!! I'm so happy they're starting to give screen time to others - maybe this season can be great yet 😂

it was an okay episode, but not one of my faves 😂 I enjoyed Tommy and Nancy and TK and that side of things, and the few moments we got of Nancy and Mateo were adorable, but other than that it was kinda whatever 😂

looking forward to the next one tho haha

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

calculated, m | jjk

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: Some people would call you far too serious. Some would call you stuck-up. And some would call you a bitch. But to freshman Jeon Jungkook, you’re the head Calculus I TA noona  – and he’s determined to fuck you.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; intense smut (fem reader, semi-public sex, pussy spanking, fingering, m-receiving oral, doggy, dirty talk); non-idol!AU - university!AU; dom!Jungkook x sub!noona!reader, ft instigator Jimin lol

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part i | part ii | part iii | part iv

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"I think Jungkook likes you."

The lead of your mechanical pencil snapped suddenly. Stupid soft graphite. You glared at it, annoyed, and brushed the broken piece away to complete the equation. 

"Who?"

"I think he's taking the afternoon class."

You double-checked the last question and handed him his homework back. "Jimin, you used the wrong equation, here and here."

Park Jimin frowned, face falling when he saw all your corrections. Being one of your parents' friends' kids, your parents and his parents naturally asked you to help him out when he entered the same university as you. You pretty much figured the likelihood of Jimin speaking to you was zero, since he was a dance major and you were a graphics design major. You shrugged and agreed.

Except you forgot you were also the head Calculus I TA and Calculus I was a required course for all students. And, turns out, Jimin wasn't that great at math. That's why you were sitting on cushions at your coffee table in your apartment with Park Jimin, watching a music program as you checked his homework.

"Oh."

Jimin began to look over your arrows and circles. You never actually gave him the answer. He usually ended up forgetting a step in the middle and thus fucked the answer. Usually he caught on easily once you pointed it out. 

You stared at the television screen, listening to the latest hit. Not bad. Catchy. 

"I think I should tell you because he's kind of reckless," Jimin was saying.

You placed a hand under your head and took a sip of your tea, distracted by the cute MC with the blue hair. He had a cute smile. It reminded you of a bunny.

"Who?"

"Jeon Jungkook," Jimin snapped impatiently.

You raised an eyebrow and faced Jimin. "Oi. I'm correcting your homework here. I could just correct it tomorrow and hand it back to you with red marks instead," you threatened.

He pouted at you, his full lower lip sticking out. "Sorry, noona."

You sighed. "Don't call me that. Makes me feel ancient." You turned your body so you faced him as he scowled at his homework. "Okay, okay, I'm listening now. What did you want to say?"

Jimin put his pencil down immediately and began to chat like an excited gossiping auntie. Round brown eyes getting rounder, glad for a break from his math homework. You didn't want to get him started, but he was going to nag you incessantly until you let him talk.

"I think he sits in the back?" Jimin pondered. "Dark longish hair, wears a lot of black. Looks scary when he's thinking because his eyes go really wide and he furrows his brows."

You twisted your mouth to the side and thought. You only attended the class when they had quizzes or exams because during lectures the professor didn't need your help. Mostly you remembered people by their personal scores or their handwriting, because you graded everything as the head TA. Looking at people's faces wasn't really necessary, unless you were looking for cheating. 

"Can't recall. I remember his handwriting though. Not bad," you said, shrugging. "I think he's pretty highly ranked at the moment."

"I think he likes you."

You scoffed. "How did you come to that consensus?"

Jimin tapped his temple sagely. "Intuition."

"If only you used that intuition on Calculus."

He frowned at you, pouting again. You let out a puff of air, conceding.

"What do you want me to do about it?"

Jimin scratched the back of his head. "Well, er... I'm just warning you."

"... Is he a serial killer or something?"

"No, no, no!" Jimin waved his hands on the air hurriedly. "He's really nice. But he can be kind of, uh... forward."

"How old is he?" you asked, glancing at the television for a moment as you took another long sip of your tea.

"Two years younger than me."

You choked. 

"What?" you squeaked between coughs. Jimin hurried over and patted your back as you struggled, becoming pink in the face. "The fuck? Tell him to find someone his own age."

"I did!" Jimin whined. "But he's stubborn."

You rolled your eyes. "You're warning me that I have to break a poor freshman's heart?"

"Kind of."

You rubbed your throat. "Hmph. Darn whippersnappers these days."

Jimin smacked your arm, laughing. "I thought you weren't ancient?"

"I am now knowing some kid is fantasizing about their fucking Calculus TA."

You had said your comment sarcastically. You fully expected Jimin to make some joke, but he froze up a little. You looked over to him. He looked somewhat guilty, like a lost puppy who got caught stealing food. You sighed and patted his back.

"Don't worry, I won't chew your friend's heart out. Finish your homework, so I don't drop you off too late. You have practice in the morning, yeah?"

"Y-yeah, thanks."

-

Forward, huh?

An understatement. 

You were sitting in one of the math department offices, laptop open, your drawing tablet in your lap, thinking. The conversation with Jimin happened about two days ago. In that time, you hadn't attended either morning or afternoon class yet, since it was only lectures. Not that it mattered, because lecture halls were massive. If this Jungkook kid sat in the back, then you probably wouldn't be able to see him anyway. At the moment, however, you were preoccupied with your assignment, to design a logo. Logo designing was difficult, especially since a school assignment didn't exactly have a real client attached to it to ask questions. 

Technically these were Calculus I office hours, but who attended office hours? Nobody.

Who attended any type of calculus office hours?

Yeah, exactly. 

You spent the time doing homework with the door open. You were the only TA that actually showed up for the office hours. Every other TA said it was a waste of time. It was. You still came through; in the off chance some poor kid decided her grade mattered. You felt bad since the actual professor wasn't very patient when people needed extra help. Also, technically you were the head TA, so you did have a bit more responsibility than the others.

Your black boots were perched on the desk as you sat back in your office chair, sketching a few ideas. If a member of the math department saw you, you would probably get in trouble. Thankfully, the math department was usually deserted. Math wasn't exactly the most social subject. 

You took a sip of your tea from your thermos, tapping your tablet pen on your black jean-covered thigh. 

"You look even better close-up, noona."

A clear, silvery, male voice cut through the silence. The voice came from the doorframe right in front of the desk. You frowned, slowly lifting your head from your tablet. How had you not heard him? Were you really that focused on your assignment?

Chucky black sneakers. Black cargo pants, slim fit. Distressed black sweater, hands casually in his pockets. Broad shoulders. Lightly tanned skin. Sharp jawline. A tiny mole under a mischievous smile. Your eyes narrowed as you made eye contact with those sparkling dark brown orbs. Long hair slicked back, with only a few wispy strands on his forehead. 

"Calculus I question?" was your response. 

His smile quirked a little higher. The young man didn't have a backpack with him. Didn't even have a piece of paper stuck under his arm. Wasn't even trying to pretend that he needed help.

"I have questions."

He didn't elaborate. You lowered your legs, placing your tablet on your laptop. 

"This is Calculus I office hours. For calculus questions only."

His eyes flickered to your laptop and tablet. Back to you. 

"Is this what the TAs should be doing during office hours?"

Suddenly, you could feel your pulse in your ears. Point taken.

"What do you want?"

He slid into the chair across from the desk, hands still in his pockets. Watching you carefully, still smiling thoughtfully. It should have been unnerving, but there was no malice in that smile. Maybe you were imagining it though, so you kept your guard up. 

"I'm Jeon Jungkook."

Yeah, I guessed, you thought wryly. "And my name is on the syllabus. What do you want?"

He tilted his head at you, studying your face. 

"How do you know Jimin-ssi?"

Isn't Jimin older than you, punk? "Our parents are friends."

He nodded slowly. He looked around the windowless office, at the three papers tacked to the wall – outdated notices – to the still open door, to the desk with your laptop, tablet, and backpack. Then to you, sitting back in the black office chair, eyebrow raised, hands half-in the sleeves of your gray flannel, cropped black sweater underneath. 

"I think you're beautiful, noona."

Your brain winced at the compliment and your hormones looked up from the abyss. Your brain scolded them to go back to their hidey-hole. You clicked your tongue. 

"I'm too old for you."

There was an ever-so-slight tick of his head. His eyes shifted downward and then flicked back up to you, almost shyly, if it wasn't for the small smirk dancing on his lips. 

"We both know such a mindset is outdated."

You felt your breath catch in your throat. The fuck? Your hormones peeked out again. Your brain was too distracted with trying to find a comeback to tell them to fuck off. You figured you better cut this off right now before it went too far. 

"This whole conversation is inappropriate," you said evenly, standing up from the chair and rolling it back. You walked around the desk and stood in front of it, balancing your ass against it. You crossed your arms over your breasts. "You should leave."

He slowly, slowly gazed up at you. Why did he look so satisfied? Your heart did a little three beat skip. Stop it. Keep it together. Jungkook got to his feet, hands still in his pockets. Then he pulled them out and pushed his sleeves up.

Oh?

Tattoos ran up his right arm, the beginnings of a sleeve. Ink black against light tan, flexed muscle. He was not a skinny pretty boy. You were so busy staring at his arms that you barely registered him placing them casually on either side of you, face right next to yours. Now you were staring down at his broad chest, at his black distressed sweater.

"Excuse me?" you snapped testily, lifting your head to look into his smug eyes. 

"I won't touch you," Jungkook murmured quietly. "Unless you ask me to."

This punk ass bitch.

You narrowed your eyes. "What makes you think I would?"

That small teasing smile came back. 

"Well, for one, you haven't actually told me you have absolutely no interest yet."

Your hormones prodded you excitedly. Your brain told them to shut up. Your eyes moved to the open door behind his head, looking into the empty hall, trying to keep a balanced, even tone. It came out a little sharper than you intended.

"Door's wide open."

"Embarrassed to be seen with me?" Jungkook purred, breath on your cheek. 

You tried not to react even though your hormones were fucking losing it. "What about you?" you shot back sharply. 

You heard Jungkook chuckle. "Fuck no I'm not." Your heart jerked heading the crude word come out so daintily and casually from his lips. "I want to be seen with you. All the time. In every position." 

You finally tore your eyes from the open door to give him the side-eye. "Real big words there."

Jungkook smirked. "I'm giving you a chance to tell me no. It's taking everything in me not to bend you over this desk right now and fuck your brains out."

You sucked in a breath. Accidentally. Not on purpose. There's absolutely no way Jungkook would have noticed unless he was literally right next to you. Which he was. Shit. He leaned in closer, still not actually touching you. 

"You like that idea?" he breathed, the lust evident in his voice, not even trying to hide it. 

"I am not some easy bitch at the club, Jungkook. This is the fucking math department," you scolded, eye-level to the base of his neck, wanting very badly to make out with it.

Now it was his turn to inhale sharply. He pulled his head back, and now you were face-to-face with those dark, dark eyes, falling, falling, your body screaming at you to do more. And still you didn’t, torn between reason and instinct.

"I'm so pissed," he growled, breath against your lips. "That the first time I hear you say my name, I wasn't watching your pretty lips form it."

Those few strands brushed against his exposed forehead, framing his furrowed brow and those intense dark brown eyes, making you breathless, telling you that you should, even though the last shreds of reason were telling you, do not, do not, do not give in to Jeon Jungkook. 

"It's the middle of the damn day," you murmured.

"And you make me horny every second of every day," he groaned, so close now that his nose almost touched yours. "With your stem stare, your assertive stride, your well-spoken words, and your beautiful body that demands to be kissed, loved, fucked." He panted, shoulders shaking. "God, I want you under me so bad. You have no idea, noona."

Resolve? Hello, where are you?

You raised an eyebrow. "You think you're enough for me?"

His dark eyes gleamed. 

"I know I am."

Your eyes flickered to the open door, the vacant hall, feeling Jungkook's body heat hovering so close, so close to you, and then you shifted your eyes back to him. Your brain was screaming at you and your hormones bonked your brain silent. The words at the tip of your tongue came tumbling out, nothing to hold them back anymore. 

"Let's see."

And then you kissed him.

Jungkook’s reaction was immediate, his large hands leaving the desk, grabbing your waist, ramming his crotch into you. You gasped against his soft lips and he slid his tongue inside, playing with yours, moaning, kissing you hungrily. His fingers pressed into you through your clothes, strong, tight, unforgiving. Your eyes flew open, surprised at his eagerness. He retreated his tongue and nipped at your lower lip, sucking on it lightly. You shivered, feeling him lift you onto the desk, pushing your legs open with his hips, grinding against you. He kissed down your chin, lifting your head impatiently, moaning against your skin. Every gentle kiss a jolt to your system, contrasting with his rough hands kneading your waist, pulling you close against his firm body, the fucking desk cutting into your thighs, eyelids fluttering.

There was movement at the door.

You froze.

Jungkook’s lips latched onto your neck, sucking sharply. You choked back a wanton moan, seeing a familiar face. A familiar, plump smile with cute, lovely eyes. He waved a small hand at you and reached for the doorknob, locking it from the inside before winking at you and closing the door silently.

Park fucking Jimin.

That bas–

Your thought was sharply cut off by Jungkook nipping at your throat, hissing as he rolled his hips into your thigh, a distinct bulge pressing into you. He yanked down the front of your sweater, sucking on the space right between your collarbones. You whimpered and shuddered, wrapping a leg around his waist and hooking him towards you, hands finally leaving your chest and grabbing his, fingers getting caught in the holes of his sweater.

“Fuck,” he growled. “I’m so fucking hard already because you’re so fucking hot.”

You caught yourself against the desk, elbow slamming onto the wood. You winced. “I haven’t done shit,” you said, surprised to feel your lips slightly swollen.

Jungkook grinned. “You don’t have to. Just you below me is enough.”

You glared at him and he bent over the desk, grabbing the back of your head, pushing your face to his, kissing you again, stealing your breath. It was the perfect mix of force and desperation, leaving you yielding, back arching as he sucked on your tongue, bobbing his head up and down slightly to pull on it. You tried not to make noise – everything was already too noisy anyway – only crying out softly when he let you go. Now you were on your elbows with Jungkook towering over you, licking his lips, the spare strands now stuck to his exposed forehead. His eyes roamed over your body before landing back on your face. You gave him your best questioning look.

He chuckled darkly. “I want to rip all your clothes off, but something tells me you will be upset with me.”

You narrowed your eyes. “Because this is still the middle of the math department, let me remind you, Jungkook.” You huffed. “I don’t live here. Don’t get crazy.”

He grinned, leaning forward. “Say my name again, noona. God, let me watch your delicious lips speak my fucking name.”

You raised your eyebrows. Then you felt his hands on your jeans, undoing the button, making you jump. The zipper going down, down. He yanked at the seam, digging it into your already wet pussy, shoving your panties into your slit.

“A-ah, Jungkook…”

Oh fuck. That sounded kind of pathetic.

He bit his lower lip, and yanked again.

“J-Jungkook, ah…” Your eyelids fluttered, trying to keep your strict demeanor.

“Fuck,” he hissed, firmly gripping the waistband of your jeans and pulling them down your ass, half-dragging your panties down. “You like that, noona? Do you want me to be rough with you?”

You prayed to the higher power that he would just take the damn hint and not make you say it. But Jungkook was dragging your panties back up, the thin black fabric being sucked into your folds and ass as he pulled them far too high. You gasped, trying not to look down, trying not to look at his face. But he grabbed your chin, dragging you back to him, making you open your glazed eyes, making you see his excited expression.

“Look at me, noona.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Jungkook held the front of your panties and pulled, hard. You had to choke back a moan, the fabric nearly ripping, rubbing harshly against your clit. You felt the squelch of you getting wetter, hearing it clearly as he yanked at it, stimulating your clit.

“Tell me you don’t like it, noona,” Jungkook whispered hotly, letting go of your chin. “Tell me and I’ll stop.”

You spread your legs involuntarily, trying very hard not to make a fucking sound, but it was already obvious by your fists clenched against the desk, your widespread legs, and your pussy lips practically sucking your panties in, so much so that they nearly disappeared into you.

Jungkook snuck a glance down, gasping softly at your glistening pussy being tortured by your panties. He dropped to his knees and you had only one second to be confused before Jungkook’s tongue licked up your slit. You had to slap a hand over your mouth to avoid crying out, leaving your sounds limited to muffled whimpers as he lapped at your juices, groaning into you. Your entire lower body vibrated as he teased your covered clit, smushing the fabric into your deeper, rougher. Your hips strained, trying to hump his face but only digging your panties into you harder.

You removed your hand from your face, biting on your tongue to regain some semblance of thought so you fucking talk.

“T-take it off…” you gasped. You looked down, seeing his mischievous eyes above your quivering mound, licking his lips slowly, pink tongue tracing the contours of his mouth.

Jungkook raised his hand.

Smack!

This time you had to actually shove to knuckles into your mouth and mute your squeal as pain radiated through you, your pussy stinging. He slapped you again, right on your clit, hard, making your throw your head back and nearly hit the desk, hips raising to meet him. Oh, God. He pressed his finger against your aching clit, rubbing hard, standing up to bend over you, an impossibly strong presence as he pleasured you.

“Say it, noona,” he breathed. “Tell me you like getting your pussy spanked.”

He was rubbing your clit so hard that you felt your hips raise into it, eyes rolling back into your head.

“Say it or I’ll stop,” he warned menacingly, voice so low it ripped through you.

You tore your knuckles out of your mouth. “Don’t stop, please, fuck, Jungkook, I love it when you spank my clit, fuck, please, fuck.” The words came jumbling out in a rushed, half-panicked whisper, cut off by your sharp gasp as your orgasm clawed into you. You felt Jungkook slap his free hand over your mouth, shutting off your wail as your throbbed into his hand, turning into helpless whines as he spanked your clit hard and fast, accentuating your high with waves of sudden, aching pain. You pushed his hand away, pressing your head against the desk, gasping.

“Harder, please, Jungkook, harder.”

He was staring at your fucked-out face, massaging your throbbing pussy with his palm, coating his fingers with your cum. Your voice a thin moan, hips rutting into him.

“Believe me, I want to,” he snarled. “I want to so fucking bad, noona, but we’re already loud enough and you’re making a fucking mess.”

He pulled your panties down, nearly useless at this point and roughly shoved two fingers into you. You gasped, tongue lolling out and he took the chance to put two fingers of his free hand into your mouth, rubbing your wet tongue. You could feel every joint, the calluses of his fingertips as he thrust them into you, slopping, wet sounds accompanying his movements.

“Fuck, look at you, noona, sucking in my fingers, letting me fuck your mouth,” Jungkook murmured, centimeters away from your face. “I haven’t even fucked you with my cock yet and you’re already taking me so well.”

If you could think, you probably would have a snappy response, but Jungkook was stuffing his fingers into your mouth and scissoring the others inside your pussy, driving you insane. You made eye contact with Jungkook, him and his blown-out pupils, his lips trembling as he rammed his fingers into your holes faster, harder, sliding you up the wooden desk. Something inside you snapped and you squeezed your eyes shut, your body shaking as you came again, trying to yell, but unable to because Jungkook shoved his fingers into your throat, making you almost choke if it wasn’t for your own expertise. An embarrassing amount of liquid poured down his hand and wrist, dripping down your thighs. You clamped your legs shut, burying his hand, hips jerking as the aftershocks rippled through you.

You heard Jungkook swallow loudly, jaw tight. He slowly pulled his fingers out of both holes, strings of bodily fluid following him as he did so. Your shaking knees were barely holding your lower body up, jeans constricting your calves and your upper body way too fucking hot.

You laid back on the wood, trying to catch your breath. Was it a fucking cliché? Probably. You felt Jungkook lift himself off the desk and you closed your eyes, chest heaving. Of course. He was just going to leave you like this, tearing your secret out of you and then leaving to boast about how he turned the head Calculus I TA into a helpless, submissive puddle of goo without even actually fucking you. Why did you even bother–

You suddenly felt the desk creak and snapped your eyes open to Jungkook climbing onto it, straddling your chest, unzipping his pants right in front of your face. His slicked hair was becoming unfurled now, more and more dark strands falling down around his ears. His brow furrowed, eyes so wide and focused you weren’t even sure he was actually looking at you.

“Uh–”

He reached in his black boxer briefs impatiently and pulled out his thick, leaking cock. Your eyes widened and his found yours, glittering with arousal. A smear of pre-cum grazed your cheek as he adjusted his position to push the red, bulbous tip against your lips.

“I want to fuck you, noona, but you have to clean me up,” Jungkook breathed, gently asking you but also trying to greedily push his dick into your mouth.

You could say something, but somehow you concluded you were going to be muffled anyway, so you opened your mouth, tongue snaking out and licking the head. Flat, wide, and all over, coating your tongue with his pre-cum, moaning at his taste. Jungkook sunk his teeth into his lower lip, hissing softly as he spread his legs even more, lowering himself slowly into your mouth. You licked around his cock before closing your lips and sucking, growing wet as he thrust his hips into your mouth, slow and steady, eyes closed. You reached up to hold onto his thighs, whimpering as you felt his muscular quads through his pants. He opened his eyes and looked down at you, sliding his cock in a little deeper, hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck, noona, so fucking sexy, taking my cock like that,” he groaned, reaching down and pushing your hair out of your eyes. His dark hair hung down, framing his face in shadow, making your pussy throb at the image. “Makes me want to fill all your holes up, makes me want to coat you with my cum and see you covered in it, messy and dirty with me.”

You couldn’t say anything so you just whined, nails digging into his covered thighs.

“You want that?” His voice dropped several octaves again. Your skin prickled hotly with every word. “You want me to jack off all over you and leave you a mess covered with my cum?”

You squeezed your thighs together, desperate for friction, now moving your head to suck harder, rubbing the tip fiercely against the back of your throat.

“F-fuck,” he gritted out. He tapped your hand hurriedly, eyelids fluttering. “S-stop, stop.” You whimpered, sadly looking up at him. He chuckled, rubbing your knuckles soothingly.

Look here you little shit, you can’t say all that dirty stuff and not expect me to be horny, your eyes were telling him.

“I know, I know,” he purred. “But I want to fuck your pussy and office hours are almost over…”

You glowered at him, but reluctantly unhinged your jaw, opening your lips. He slid out, gasping, hitting you in the chin and getting the front of your sweater wet.

“You’re a jerk,” you muttered as he climbed off you.

Jungkook chuckled. “Sorry, noona.”

You shook your hair and reached into your backpack, pulling out a condom, only to turn around and see Jungkook pulling one out of his back pocket.

“Oh.” You blinked at him. “You’re prepared.”

Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows. “I knew what I was coming for.”

A muscle in your brow twitched as he tucked his tongue in his cheek, grinning widely at you as he ripped it open and slid it on slowly, rolling it down his thick cock. His voice changed, dipping raspy and low.

“Turn around.”

Part of you wanted to fight, but then you spied the time. You rolled onto your stomach, sighing exaggeratedly as your legs tangled a bit in your jeans. You felt Jungkook’s presence behind you as he bent over your back, hand sliding over your lips and covering your mouth.

“Sigh all you want, noona,” he growled, chuckling as you shivered. “Just don’t scream when I’m fucking you.”

Your eyes widened as you felt the head press against your puffy pussy lips, pushing in forcefully, expanding your tight little hole as his cock entered you, his moan against your ear, your name dripping with lust. Both of you still mostly clothed, but his cock sliding deep, deep inside you, his teeth on your earlobe. Your walls throbbed around him, squeezing him. He gasped, jutting his hips experimentally into you. A stifled moan sneaked past his fingers, your tongue licking them lightly.

“That’s it,” he breathed. “Nice and tight for me, bent over this desk.” He nipped at your ear, whispering softly as he began to fuck you. “What if someone hears you, whimpering for my cock, begging to be fucked?”

Your hands clenched into fists, eyes fluttering shut, feeling him pound you into the wood, deep and slow and far too perfect.

“Noona, what if someone sees you?” His voice like smoke, invading all your thoughts, threatening your dreams, cursing you with the feeling of his lips on your ear and his hips pounding your ass. “Proper, harsh, strict noona turning into a slut for this cock, bent over this desk and humping my hips so you can get this dick deeper inside you?”

You squeezed your eyes shut and wiggled your ass against his cock. He thrust his hips harder into you, jerking you forcefully upwards, your thighs smacking against the desk. Light flickered in front of your closed eyelids and you opened them, seeing your phone screen glaring at you. A message from Jimin. Finish already! You struggled to say his name and Jungkook lifted his hand for a moment to hear your shaking breath.

“Jungkook,” you panted. “Time.”

He covered your mouth again. “You’re right,” he grunted, rolling his hips into you, biting back his moans as you clenched around him. The wet, slapping sounds became louder as he changed his angle, fucking you roughly into the table. It pushed your hips up and you clung onto the edge of the desk, moaning around his hand, tongue pressed flat against his palm as he fucked you with reckless abandon, beating a damn indent of the edge of the desk into your thighs. The dull ache was going to lead to a bruise, but you didn’t care, pushing your hips back to meet him. A choked wail vibrated in your throat as you came again, whole body lurching as he sunk his teeth into your clothed shoulder, groaning as he came inside you, cock twitching and throbbing against your walls. You felt the condom expand, matched with Jungkook’s hiss as he pumped into you. You pulsed your pussy around him and he detached his mouth, whispering your name against your ear.

“You’re dirty, noona,” he rasped, the words so breathless they made you shiver. “I love it.”

You shakily reached up and peeled his hand from your mouth, gasping as he straightened to hold the condom and pull out of you. Fuck. Oh fuck. You scrambled for your phone, seeing Jimin’s text.

You better rush outta there, noona.

You heard the wet, peeling sound of Jungkook pulling the used condom off gingerly. You turned around, hissing at Jungkook before he threw it in the trash.

“Are you crazy?” you muttered, snatching it from him. “Someone will see.”

Jungkook blinked at you. “What else do I do with it?”

You glared at him and tied it up, grabbing some tissues and wrapping it inside. Then you shoved it in your backpack, along with your laptop, your tablet, the spare condom, and reaching over the desk to unplug your laptop’s AC adaptor so you could shove that in your bag too.

“Fuck, your ass is so sexy,” Jungkook marveled behind you.

“Jungkook, we have to get the fuck out of here, so pack your damn dick,” you ordered, yanking your jeans up. Squelch. You sucked in your lower lip in at the cold, uncomfortable sensation of your soaked panties. You zipped your bag and checked around the desk to make sure you took everything. You grabbed your phone and shoved it in your back pocket, turning around to see Jungkook rezipping his pants. Thank God. You might have been tempted if he hadn’t listened to you. Then you remembered the two bits of condom wrapping on the floor and picked those up too, shoving them in your other pocket.

Jungkook smirked at you. “So thorough, noona.”

You scowled at him. Maybe he hadn’t been in this situation before, but you sure as hell have.

“Stay here for twenty seconds and then leave.”

Jungkook pouted at you. You felt your heart skip a beat.

“But I don’t even have your number.”

You rolled your eyes. “Ask Jimin. You two are in cahoots anyway.” You popped your head out, looking around. No one. You popped your head back in. “Also, you owe me new panties the next time I see your smug little face, you punk,” you added, tone irate.

He smirked at you; his long dark hair wispy around his playful eyes.

You gave him one last look before you tore your eyes away, rushing through every back stairway to get the hell out of there before someone could realize you just fucked a freshman during office hours, your slopping, torn-up panties reminding you with every step that you really needed Jeon Jungkook to fuck you again.

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part ii

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[moonsdancer]

question: what is the passage of time in arcane s1?

Specifically, what is the passage of time from episode 4 - 9?

We know that the time jump is about 5-7 years. But I had someone tell me that the time of episodes 4 to 9 is one (1) week. Has this been confirmed by the writing team in any way, have they put forward the passage of time for those episodes?

Because ONE week genuinely sounds deranged to me

As that would mean:

Jinx committed a total of 3 different bombings / attacks in the space of 3-4 days in Piltover (2.5 if we don't really want to count the shipping manifest fiasco) before she is injured so badly after the last one on the bridge that she has to go through a life-saving procedure at the hands of Singed, somewhat recover from any after-effects of that, finish building her bomb, and then show up again to kidnap her sister, Silco, Caitlyn, do her own Death in the Family dinner party, and blow up the council headquarters - ALL THAT in the space of 2-3 days. WHAT?????

Mel finds out in ep7 that enemies abroad are eying Piltover for possible invasion because of the recent 'unrest' in the under-city and the fact that Piltover hasn't dealt with it based on the recent flare-ups with the bombing attacks etc. This increasing recent unrest and Piltover's passivity has said enemies believing that Piltover is vulnerable and ripe for the picking. But if that's the case, she received that intel on a Thursday, when the shipping fiasco happened on a Monday. WHAT????

SUB-POINT TO THE ABOVE: And we know that while Caitlyn was putting the threads together of Silco's enterprise in the under-city, that these things hadn't really spilled over into the top-city until episode 4. So these aforementioned enemies might've had spies observing the issues in the under-city but they would have few reasons to feel Piltover's "vulnerable" prior to ep4 based on the show's own explanation. So, WHAT??????

If we're to believe this timeline. Then, Jayce becomes a councilman on a Monday, he tries to fight corruption aggressively on Tuesday, learns how to play corruption well on Wednesday, kicks Heimerdinger off the council on Thursday, does some unsanctioned raids of the undercity on Friday, makes a peace deal with Silco on Sunday??? I can buy impulsivity and rashness as some of Jayce's core character traits, along with his tendency to apply simple solutions to complex realities and having that blow up in his face. A LOT. In fact, I love that about him. But this seems a bit beyond the pale, especially re: the weight that some of these decisions are meant to hold. So WHAT????

I could somewhat buy that Vi, Caitlyn's adventures in the undercity arc plays out in the space of a week or so. SOMEWHAT. Mainly because the brevity of time is so vital to just how harrowing that story is. But even that feels a bit of a stretch. Because based on the happenings of the show, if this all happens in a week, then their parts between ep 5-8 play out in 3 days. WHAT???

And when you try to place the arc playing out in the under-city alongside the top-city's, it really begins to feel bizarre. Like they exist in two different time dimensions that only collide whenever Jinx blows something up, lol.

My current personal head canon is that the top-side story takes place over a month to two months, even three if I'm feeling sassy and want to write more MelJay dates.

So this might all be a useless post because perhaps the show-runners have clarified this. Or maybe I'm not understanding it right. If there is some clarity on the time passage, please share that information along....

If not, it feels like this is one area where the show's writers needed to tighten up the storyboards, and perhaps draw out the parallel stories they have going, the individual arcs of each character to make sure that the beats line up.

OR you know, it's fine, we can just have the two parallel time dimensions because sometimes it's annoying when shows OVER-EXPLAIN. And look, I appreciate that this show is almost ALL KILLER, NO FILLER. I think it just becomes tricky on repeat viewings and when you're trying to write lots of dates, can you understand I am purely here to write dates????!!!????

[teecupangel]

He will absolutely try to be the responsible adult. Unfortunately for him, Ed will be a little shit who thinks that the suddenly nice hooded man has wicked plans and is trying to trick them. Al is the one who actually think that Desmond is being sincere XD

But, once Edward thinks Desmond isn’t out to kill him, he’d definitely start to do what @thedragonqueen1998 had in mind:

Love this idea! But Edward and Al would never become Assassins, due to their morals of no killing people. But Edward would 100% try to pester Desmond(in mid fight) into teaching him how to parkour like he does. Boy's got the preservation instincts of a bull and the stubborness of a donkey. XD

That boy would be so stubborn, he’d try to learn how to parkour by watching Desmond’s movements when the older man refuses. Desmond is both annoyed and impressed because Edward is not doing that bad but he’s definitely gonna hurt himself if Desmond doesn’t step forward and actually teach him the proper way to move.

From @shepardking

*slams hands on table* THIS! I want there to be a stand off between Desmond, Scar, Roy, and GreedLing! Roy would definitely be dramatic like, "I knew you would come for me one day! Have at me!" And Desmond just raises a brow like, "Why would I go after another victim? You've had to suffer from the genocide of Ishval too, maybe not anything like Scar and his people, but you were a slave to the government who wanted to use your power, puppet with his strings being pulled." And then turning to Scar, jabbing him in the chest, "And you! I heard about you going after the Elric brothers! What the fuck?! They're kids!!! They never had anything to do with Ishval! The fuck is up man?! I get you're grieving your home, but staying your hands of the blood of innocents is rule one." Or maybe 👀👀 Roy meeting Desmond when he goes to see Madem Christmas and sees she got a new bartender?

From @thedragonqueen1998

@shepardking Ooo, Desmond could bartender on the side as an information gathering job!

Desmond didn’t plan it but he got a job as a bartender and it served as his ‘other identity’ lol

Roy would absolutely be confused about what the hell is happening because Desmond has no fear for Scar even though he wasn’t an alchemist. Sure, he was, by definition, a serial killer as well but he was treating Scar like he was close to the man. He understands why Desmond was comfortable talking to him, he was more or less a regular to Desmond’s sinfully delicious cocktail but he just can’t imagine Scar being one of Desmond’s regular at the bar.

So another idea comes to mind that was so ridiculous Roy believes he’s finally lost it.

That maybe Desmond and Scar were… ‘together’ before all of these happened.

I don’t have the most complete knowledge of either piece of media, but my two most recent interests are Assassin’s Creed and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood.

I’m not sure how the standard Desmond Isekai would go, but I feel like Edward Elric as an Assassin would be nuts (regardless of if he can do alchemy or not).

It would be fun to make Edward an Assassin but, considering Desmond’s personality, Desmond would probably be more inclined to teach people who do not know how to use alchemy (or can’t use alchemy in general). They would become the basis of his Brotherhood because, once Desmond realized that he’s in another world, he’d definitely try to build his own network.

Especially once he noticed just how much power the military wielded in Amestrian.

And then he learns of the serial killer Scar and investigate why Scar was killing state alchemists specially which leads to him uncovering the truth about the supposed Ishvalan civil war.

And that’s how Desmond and his Brotherhood become a third party. Whether alchemist or not, they assassinate those who use their power to harm the innocent. This, of course, causes him to be in the opposite sides with the Elric brothers.

It doesn’t help that he taught his Assassins how to take down alchemists even though they themselves do not use alchemy (a combination of Assassin tools, skills of an Assassin and a bit of help from 21st century knowledge) but Desmond himself do not condone Scar’s more destructive way of doing things and it’s a toss up if Scar is meant to be an assassination target or a possible ‘recruit’.

Mustang himself believes that the Assassin Brotherhood (as they call themselves) would come for him sooner or later considering many of the assassinated alchemists also participated in the Ishvalan civil war.

That’s why there are rumors that Desmond himself is an Ishvalan (which isn’t true but a few Assassins in his Brotherhood is Ishvalan).

The Elric brothers only see him in the shadows but Edward tried to fight him because, as far as he knows, the Brotherhood was killing alchemists in general (there’s a lot of hushhush about the bad things the targets have done). Edward absolutely transformed his metal arm to a hidden blade once and Desmond took that as an insult while Edward only did it because he realized it was the best weapon at the heat of the moment so there's a bit of 'bad blood' between them.

And then there’s the homunculi who are interested in him but seem to not do anything but observe him.

They know he’s not of this world and there might be a possibility that The Truth led him into this world.

…

Or…

And Desmond is calling bullshit on this.

Lust may or may not have implied that Desmond is a homunculus by the name of ‘Acedia’.