#PLZ LEMME GO I WANT OFF THIS TRAIN

[rainbowpufflez]

“If I could go back, one thing I would do / Try to unravel, cut down, and unscrew / The first double helix that links me to you”

Wow, get a load of these guys. What’s wrong with them?

Also song inspo if anyone would like it! It’s where the top quote is from!

[chasedbyatlantic]

highway to hell, joel miller

masterlist summary: IN WHICH — ellie drives a car for the first time with you and joel attempting to teach her, but it doesn't go as you had imagined.

warnings: post outbreak!joel, pre jackson!era joel, female!reader, implied relationship, protective joel, secretive-ish joel, ellie being a fucking comedian as per usual, stripping, swearing. lmk if i missed anything!

wordcount: 2.7k

a/n: this is genuinely so funny to me. i can SO see ellie doing all of this HAHA. plz request ideas for fics i am out of them!!!! also if u want me to write for any other characters. remember to like, comment, reblog, and follow for updates! xoxo

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It was no earlier than eight in the evening. The sun was just below the horizon (it was late autumn), and the breeze had started to pick up. You, Joel, and Ellie had been up since before the sunrise this morning, continuing your journey down to Wyoming. Right now, you were in the outskirts of the Illinois countryside, in some small town that was in a time capsule from decades ago.

Before the outbreak, you had worked with Joel (and his brother Tommy) in their contracting business, as a secretary (well, secretary-in-training). You decided to stick with him during his travels after the apocalypse had commenced, despite his bitching and complaining about you being there. Though, the complaining only happened for a short while, he learned to appreciate you and enjoy your company, you were one of the few people he had cared about in this horrible world.

It had only been a few months ago since you had met Ellie for the first time. You didn't like her at the start, to say the least - she was an 'annoying little shit', like Joel would say. All Ellie did all day was nag and pester both you and Joel, but she, as well as the two of you, learned to interact peacefully with one and other. Now, all three of you were inseparable. You sure as hell didn't mind this, but Joel didn't want Ellie (or you, for that matter) near him when he would get himself in shit. Oh well, you can't have everything you want.

Ellie was talking to the two of you about something she had probably learned from all the books she had read at the Boston QZ. To be honest, Ellie had taught you lots of things. Not any survival things, far from that, but brainy things that you would have probably needed if you actually ever lived a normal adult life - paying the government, how much you should ideally spend on groceries, etc.

You weren't paying attention to the girl beside you, tuning her out completely. You were far too tired to be in any more conversation than you had to be in right now, and you just really couldn't give a shit about the percentage rate of silverback gorillas being born in American zoos in the late nineties compared to the early eighties. As Ellie was talking, you had spotted a nice little home of sorts, one that the three of you could spend the night in.

"Hey," You had interupted the other two who were in small conversation, "we can spend the night there." A nod was sent from you to the direction of the small home. The other two went silent, Joel had sped up a tad bit, now in front of you and leading the way. "Wait out here, lemme check't out." With that, he was off inside.

Ellie turned to you, breaking the silence. "When're you gonna teach me how to drive, princess?" That was the nickname she gave you, princess. According to her, it was because everyone had always treated you like royalty. You thought different, but it was whatever. "How old're ya'? Twelve? Not yet, missy." This had earned a gasp from Ellie, like she had just seen a ghost. "Fourteen, actually! More adult than yo-"

She had gotten interrupted by Joel stepping out of the small home, "It's clear, y'all're safe t'come in." He did his little head motion, signalling you guys to come in. You began to walk, and Ellie was on your heel. You brought your hand around her shoulder, roughing up her hair. "Soon, promise."

When you two had entered the tiny abode, it reeked of old. You weren't sure if it was the contained moisture, or nobody cleaning the place in twenty years, but it smelled old. "Fucking Christ! Someone open a window!" was exclaimed from Ellie as she moved out from your grip, and plugging her nose. You and Joel had eyed one another, before you moved to the two windows (one each) and hoisted them open. An immediate relief was sent through the room, with a nice breeze of wind following suit.

"So much better." Ellie groaned, now moving over to the couch in the middle of the room. The house was not big at all, there were a total of three rooms. The living space, a bedroom, and a bathroom. The bathroom was totally out of commission, so that meant only two rooms. "Ya' can have the bedroom," Joel had said to Ellie, "We'll take the livin' room."

"Sleep with a fucking pillow divider, please. I am not babysitting any kids in the near future." This had earned a stern look from Joel, and a wack from you. "Bed, now." You told her after she yelped from the hit across her shoulder. "Jesus! Let me go piss, and then I'll go!" You tsked as Ellie quickly and efficiently moved out the front door, to go and do whatever she needed to do.

"Un-fucking-believable." You had only managed to get out, before sitting down on the couch. Joel had let out a small sigh as he removed his gun that was slung over his shoulder. "Kid's got'ta mouth." He sat down beside you, arm now draping around your shoulder. "I fucking know! How does she even- even know what that shit means? Swear ta' god, I was her age'n playin' with barbies."

After not replying to this, knowing it was just going to keep setting you off, he began to unbutton his shirt. You had glanced down, taking the hint Joel was giving to you. You had tugged at the hem of your jeans, sliding them off. This wasn't for sex, not tonight. You two had known each other for years, and you trusted each other with your lives, so you were both able to get undressed in front of each other without a caring what the other would think.

After Joel was just in his jeans, and you were just in your shirt and underwear, you two had melted into the couch. The couch was the cleanest part of the entire room, which was a huge plus- though, even if it wasn't, you would still have a great sleep on it shortly. Joel had his arm wrapped around you once again, and you were pulled into his bare chest. He hated PDA, so it was perfect when the two of you were just alone- even though Ellie knew something was up between the two of you.

"Can we take the day off tomorrow?" Your voice wasn't loud, just barely loud enough for him to hear. You ear was pressed against his chest, head rising everytime he inhaled and exhaled. "'M sorry, ya' know we can't." After Joel had said this, an audible exhale was heard through the room. Joel's thumb started to rub up and down your shoulder, his hand staying in place. "Don'tcha worry, baby. Only a bit longer, then we'll get time, 'kay?"

Before you had time to respond, you heard a booming sound coming from a bit away. It was an engine. You shot up, causing Joel's arm to fall off of you. He had grunted as he sat up, his brain running a thousand miles per minute right now. Then, you two both had a moment of realization. "Ellie."

It felt like an eternity for the both of you before you had your clothes back on, when in reality it only took about fifteen seconds. "We shouldn't have fuckin' let her go out there." Joel had stated as he grabbed his gun and quickly made his way to the door. You were on his heel as Ellie was to you earlier, praying nothing had happened to her. If something did, you would never forgive yourself- and Joel sure as hell wouldn't forgive you either, despite it not being any of your fault.

The door had burst open as the two of you emerged from it, eyes scanning everywhere all at once, looking for the small brunette. As you did this, you could see some sort of headlights approaching quickly. You had grabbed Joel's arm and pulled him down with you. By the speed the car was approaching at, they wouldn't see you at all if you were on the ground. Joel had his gun aimed towards the approaching vehicle (the only reason he hadn't taken a shot was because he couldn't get a clear one, due to how fas the car was going).

Before you could even process it, the car was stopped in front of where you and Joel were, and the window had rolled down. A honk or two was set out, very loudly. You still weren't able to process what was happening, neither did Joel. Finally, after a moment or two, you snapped back (harshly) into reality). "Is that-"

"Get in fuckers, we're going on a road trip!" The familiar brunette you two were so scared you had lost was, in fact, sitting in the front seat of this random pickup truck, the biggest fucking grin on her face. You were on your feet just after Joel was on his, he looked like he was about to kill someone. "Get out'ta the fuckin' car, Ellie." He had slung his rifle back over his shoulder once he knew that she wasn't some sort of raider.

"No can do, Joel-ly boy. I already got yours and the princess's bags in the back. Hop in, I need to show you this cool fuckin' shit I found!" You had only turned to look at Joel, his view still at the young girl. He was thinking to himself. First of all, how the fuck did Ellie find the keys for the corresponding car, and how the fuck was she able to drive it without any previous experience or help? He was dumbfounded at the moment.

All you could do was grab Joel's arm and lead him to the car, Ellie was refusing to get out and well- you promised to teach her how to drive. God, he was going to kill you later. "I told her I'd uh- you know, teach her." You had audibly gulped, your eyes not meeting Joel's. He was silent, the only thing heard was some Brittany Spears song Ellie had playing.

Once your eyes had met his for a split second, he gave a 'fine, but we're having a long talk about this later' look to you. You opened the door for him like the nice person you were, and he hesitantly got in. You were so nervous right now, you felt like you had broken Joel's trust by doing this. But hey, if for some reason Ellie is on her own in the future, she needs to know how to drive a car.

You made your way to the other side and got in the passenger seat. Joel was sitting in the middle seat of the second row, his hands resting on the shoulder of the seats in front. Once the door was shut, you most definitely did your seat belt up. You had turned your head to eye Ellie, as she just grinned at you. "First rule, always wear your fuckin' seatbelt."

You could tell her heart fell by this, "Right- my bad." She quickly pulled the piece of material over her chest and into the lock. "Alright, now-" She had reached over you, and to the compartment in front. "I found some killer albums. Ones that our Joel-ly boy would love. I'm playing them so the mood isn't totally fucked."

You shook your head, eyeing Joel through the rearview mirror. He met the gaze, looking absolutely annoyed. Though, he was silent and just watching what the two of you were doing. Ellie had finished fumbling with the tapes, and removed the one that was playing. She put the new one into the radio system, and tossed the recently-played one into the compartment. The play button was hit.

"Okay, uh- where do I start? I guess now we talk about the gears? Basically, you'll take the shift and-" Your heart had dropped as you were suddenly cut off by the engine roaring, and now going about eighty miles an hour. For some fucking reason, Ellie was laughing. You and Joel were sure as hell not laughing, as a matter of a fact, Joel was screaming with you.

Some 'oh my fucking god!'s and some 'stop!'s were heard through the music, that was now blaring through the car's speakers. Taking a fraction of a second to listen into the music, you had figured out it was Highway to Hell by AC/DC, an old rock band that was popular when Joel was growing up. How fucking fitting for these circumstances.

Joel's hand, from the back seat, had found your shoulder as he held you to the back of your seat. He didn't have his seatbelt on, but he didn't care. He had to make sure you wouldn't go fucking flying through the front windshield if Ellie came to a halting stop. "Stop the fuckin' car! Slowly- off the gas! Jesus Christ!" He was screaming from the back.

Sure, adrenaline was an exhilarating feeling every once in a while, but going eighty miles an hour in a car from someone with zero driving experience? Not exhilarating one bit. Though, Ellie would beg to differ. She was draining out the screams and panicked tones coming from both you and Joel, and was just having a great time.

After another minute or two of screaming and pleading for the girl to stop, the song came to an end- and so did her manic driving. "Ellie-" You were panting, like you had just ran a marathon. In reality, you were panting because you had just held your breath from the exact time the engine accelerated, until now. "-Ellie, pull the fucking car over. Please god." You were in no means religious, but right now you felt like you needed to go to church and pray.

Ellie didn't really know how to pull over properly, so she just- swerved off the road and pushed the car's "off" button. Joel's hand had fell from your shoulder, and he brought both to his face. He covered his face by his hands for a moment, and Ellie smiled to herself. She felt accomplished by this, even though she almost fucking killed everyone (including herself).

After a moment of silence, Joel had made a sound. It sounded like he was crying. Both you and Ellie, in unity, had turned to him in the backseat. It was so muffled that you did think Joel was crying. You immediately brought your hand to his knee, your heart still racing from what had just happened.

It was only after you did this that you realized he was in fact not crying, but had bursted out with laughter. Joel fucking Miller, the most serious man on the planet, was laughing after he almost just died. You had removed your hand from his knee and turned back forward, shaking your head and crossing your arms. "This isn't funny, Joel!"

Ellie turned back after you, glancing in your direction. She couldn't help but burst out with laughter too. Not at you, but at everything (it also didn't help that she, along with you two, were exhausted). Your gaze went from forward, to the left of you, to Ellie. You could only shake your head, disappointed.

But, if you were disappointed, why had you started to laugh as well? This situation sure as hell wasn't funny, to you at least. "I hate you guys." You managed to get out between your laughter fits. Even if you were setting a bad example right now, you couldn't help it. Everyone's laugh was so contagious, despite the current situation.

Moments like this, you would remember forever. You would remember this as the time your psycho kid almost killed you while driving for the first time, and all three of you bursting out with laughter afterward. Even though the world had ended, you couldn't help but enjoy the small moments like this, where you almost died (but didn't), just being surrounded by the people you had loved more than anything. You had learned so much from moments like this, like not to let a fucking fourteen your old girl drive a car without proper lessons, or that Joel Miller was in fact not made out of stone, and he was able to laugh alongside the rest of you.

Even though the world you used to know was gone, you were happy that, whenever it came, you would get to spend your last minutes surrounded by the people you loved most. Joel and Ellie.

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highway to hell, ac/dc

[letstrythisout4]

um hi again. ok I really, really really loved your Blaise head canon. the girl dad one.

If you couldn't tell already, I freaking love Blaise, so I was wondering if you were still taking requests and if you are would you consider doing like a head canon thingy or like something about Blaise in different parts of his daughter's life like

When she's born

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When she's a toddler

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When she's in her tween age

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When she's in her teenage age (13-17)

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When she's old enough to move out and she's like a pre adult (18-20)

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etc.

you can add and remove anything if you'd like, plz dont feel pressured if you want to. and plz dont feel pressured to do it if you dont want to, I just really love your writing and you're one of my fav writers here sooo.

Anyways love you

bye

♡ ♥💕❤

authors note: i am so flatttered, here you go babes, love you too, if anyone has anymore requests or ideas lemme know

When she’s born:

I imagine Blaise to be one of those dads who like won’t do anything to risk missing their baby's birth

Like Draco and Theo invite him out for a drink and hes like “but what if something happens while i'm out” “mate she's not due for a month” “yeah but what if”

The moment she is born he has her in his arms, he’s very reluctant to let go when the healers ask for her back so that they can check to make sure nothings wrong but he relents (he hovers over the healers as they perform their diagnostic spells)

He will not let her out of his sight- at all

The only babysitters he allows is his mother, narcissa and lucius

Draco and theo (being good friends) offer to babysit as well but Blaise refuses

Not because Blaise doesn't trust them, but what if something happens and they don't know how to handle it because they are not parents themselves.

No no if blaise can’t be there himself to watch his baby (this rarely ever happens) his mother, narcissa and lucius can take care of her

Though he does not-so-subtle train draco and theo; his friends understand his concern but how are they supposed to be the cool uncles if they never take care of her

Theo is the baby’s godfather and he takes his job so fucking seriously

Like theo reads almost as many books as blaise on how to be a parent 

I imagine blaise to be the one to “take one for the team” and have the first baby from the friend group 

They friend group being blaise, draco, theo, daphne and pansy

Takes a village to raise a child, right?

Well those four are his village

I also imagine blaise was rather young when his daughter was born like early twenties young

Meanwhile his friends start having kids in their thirties maybe late twenties but definitely not as young as blaise did

Painted and built his baby’s nursery all by hand with his village “i could have finished this hours ago with a flick of my wand” “shut up and keep painting, pans”

The first few months with the baby is just everyone basically living in Zabini manor

While blaise won't leave them alone with his baby, his friends are more than welcome to play and feed and spoil her (within his eyesight)

When shes a toddler:

Reads to her every night

“Daddy can i have this plush” *holds up a plush bigger than her* “of course baby”

By the time she is four her babysitters have expanded to include her uncles and aunties

Blaise only allows this expansion because now she is verbal enough to report back what happened while he was gone

Makes his mother sit down and teach him how to braid his daughters hair

His daughter is one of those little black girls that have beads in their hair, she likes the noise they make when she walks

Does hours and hours of research into finding a safe, educational muggle pre-k for her to attend

Absolutely breaks his heart to drop her off for her first day, her book bag is as big and she insisted on adding her favorite bow to her ponytail, he watched as she sat with the other kids paying no attention to the reassurances the teacher was giving

He was the first person at pick up and stood anxiously outside the classroom, eager to have his baby back, it was the first time he ever left her alone with someone outside of his family

The door opened and his daughter rushed into his arms, rambling about the friends she made and the picture she drew of him and her

When she was very young blaise would say, “its okay, accidents happen” to which she now repeats whenever someone makes a mistake

Theo despite his growing emotional maturity refuse to admit that he cried the first time she said it to him

He likes to take her to watch muggle films and buying her dolls of the characters (she has the entire disney line up)

He will play pretend with her and is a professional pirate, ghost, king, prince, wizard (ironically) and dragon

Every year she decides how she wishes to spend her birthday but along with whatever she picks the entire village will come to have dinner at the zabini manor and shower her in gifts

Tween 

Blaise enrolls her in muggle primary school so that she has some social skills pre-hogwarts but has also been having her tutored by the best tutors possible since she could talk in various forms of magic

Blaise limits her involvement in pureblood balls and parties as much as possible; she is involved enough that everyone has seen her and knows that the Zabini family has an heir, but not enough that she can be spotted in a crowd

Has to have the tough conversation of the expectations and potential dangers that are going to be placed on her as a POC, girl, heiress to a wizarding family, descendant of a known slytherin family etc; 

Has to explain what the wizarding wars were like from their families perspective and how that compares to non-Slytherins perspective

(honestly half the reason why he sent her to muggle school was so that she could build up some tough skin before going to hogwarts)

Blaise knew that in the upcoming years he wasn't going to be spending nearly as much time with her as he was used to and decided to take full advantage of the time he did have

The two sat down when she was ten and begun to list out places the wished to visit across the globe, once they were done Blaise rolled up the parchment and got to work planning out the twos next several vacations

The summer before her first year was spent traveling all across India learning about the country's extensive history, several different languages, meals, etiquette, magical practices etc.

The two came back the week before hogwarts and Blaise had to stop himself from looking miserable as September 1st arrived and he and his family stood on platform 9 ¾ saying their goodbyes 

 Blaise did in fact cry silently as he hugged and smiled at his daughter before helping her onto the train

 Tween while in hogwarts:

Constantly sends her gift baskets

The two have magically bound journals where the write to each other at least once a week 

Goes insane decorating the manor for yule (even more so than usual)

Is determined to be the cool dad, and allows her to invite her friends over for the holidays

Teenager

Will sit in his daughters room for hours listening to her rant about whatever she wants because he refuses to be a father who doesn't know his child and no amount of time at hogwarts is going to change that

His house is the hangout spot

Partially because he likes to be the cool dad that her friends know they can rely on; partially because he doesn’t trust adults to look out for his daughter

He knows that teenagers will get up to shenanigans and he's willing to let her go out and adventure in both the muggle and magical world; he trusts her to be responsible

In the summer before her fifth year, she came up to him confidently asking if she could go to a party at her friends house

He agreed, giving her a curfew of 10:30pm

And then invited his own friends over the evening of the party to ensure that he didn’t lose his mind waiting for her

He was a teenager, he remembers the parties that he and his friends threw, he knows what goes on in the Slytherin common room, he even knows that this isn't the first party she's been to (it was basically tradition to throw massive “secret” parties every time slytherin won…literally anything)

He still worries

He's a dad, it's his job

And he tells his daughter as much when she floos home at 10:30pm exactly (she comfortable with her dad but shes not stupid, shes not breaking curfew) to find her dad, and uncles lounging around in the living room; clearly waiting for her

His daughters teenage years can essentially be understood as him slowly letting her go, because he always knew she’d grow up and that he’d have to let but damn was it hard

Young adult

His daughter had made the decision to continue studying herbology and potions after hogwarts, she had found a mentor in Ghana who was a well known healer who was willing to take her in

Blaise spent the summer of his daughters sixth and seventh year in Ghana, familiarizing themselves with the nation and the healers that she was going to be working with

The entire village came together to help her move and Blaise was not the only one to cry this time

As she gets older they continue to spend the holidays together but instead of traveling the world she urges her father to stay in the manor and solves puzzles and play exploding snap like when she was young

They still write each other frequently and visit each other at least four times a year but now when he looks at her, a brilliant adult with a plan for what lies ahead, he feels comfortable enough to walk away for the first time ever

[errihaienx]

Hola! can you plz do an atsumu fluff? if u're freeee tysm in advance. have a nice day <3<3<3

i had fun writing this and i'm sorry it kinda turned into a suggestive one , but i think this is fluff! i swear ?? lol i'm sorryyyy (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

quick disclaimer: these scenarios don't affect the original plot of the series. any information or events that contradict the original plot are purely fictional. (i do not own any of the characters) + Suggestive themes at the end (I did not proofread this , please read the a/n at the end!)

post-timeskip : ATSUMU X Reader situation: Atsumu demands for a kiss that leads to something..

ATSUMU is a loud and clingy boyfriend. Currently whining about you not giving him a kiss before his training, he keeps on bugging you.

"Can you get your hands off me even for a bit 'tsumu! i'm doing the dishes!" you hissed, ignoring you he clung to you more.

he kissed your neck and whined again

"ya are such a meannie! all ya do is to nag me, don't ya even love me anymore?"

annoyed, you faced him and he gave you this sheepish smile. you sighed and wiped your hands on his shirt, expecting to earn a protest. he then held your hand helping you to fully dry your hands with his already wet clothes.

"You're extra clingy now 'tsumu…" you mumbled

thinking that maybe he did something wrong and that is why he's acting like this

"I'm always like this baby, what are ya talking about hmmm"

you gave him a quick peck before facing the chores you delayed because of him.

"Not facing me again, i did not have my kiss earlier today and ya are ignoring me again! am I gonna die?! What did I do?!?" Atsumu dramatically stated.

you rolled your eyes though he couldn't see you can't help but to smile, you've been together for years now and he never changed. Atsumu always tries his best to treat you what you deserve.

"Babeeeeeee are ya seriously ignoring me? what did I do?!?! Is it because I forgot to shower last night before I cuddle ya up? come on, I still smell good!" Atsumu wailed

actually the reason why you're not giving him the hundred percent of your attention is simply just because you're washing the dishes but your dramatic and overreacting boyfriend made it like it's a big deal.

but since he opened up the topic about him not showering before clinging to you a night ago, you decided to use that as an excuse.

"yeah, shower now and I'll give you what you want" you simply replied.

while wiping your hand, you looked at him and saw him with his eyebrows furrowed and irritated. You raised an eyebrow warning him, and the defeated atsumu rushed to shower.

Atsumu often shower for fifteen minutes, but your tired eyes couldn't seem to wait for him and dozed off.

minutes later he finished and he ended up seeing you prettily 'sleeping'

"I'm done babe, ya can now stop the act and gimme my hugs"

his sudden talking made your senses awake but you ignored him. trying to chase the rest you've been waiting for.

"I did not have my kiss this morning and you claimed that you're just asleep so I let it slide. will you also use that excuse again huh?" Atsumu, with his serious voice made your system go wild

yes there's no doubt that atsumu is playful and a goofball but what you don't understand is he can change his demeanor very quick, sometimes it scares you but it is actually….kind of sexy..

lost in your thoughts you haven't uttered a single word, which made you nervous. something's gonna happen, for sure.

"I see, so that's how it is… lemme have you by crook then.."

shocked, you faced him as fast as you can but he's now looking at you with his hypnotizing brown orbs intently. you couldn't see his sparkling full of love eyes, at this very moment his eyes reflects desire.

"I'm t-trying to-"

You didn't have the chance to finish your sentence as his large physique towers you.

This is a draft, but I decided to post it now because I'm working on something that takes a lot of time to do and I still want to post an update for you guys! This was sitting on my drafts for days now, and actually I'm not really satisfied with this work so I was hesitant to post this. The next update will be about HQ Captains again. And hopefully after that I already finished what I'm currently writing now, please bare with me!

[mintys-musings]

i need more of ur anzu x idol rambles PLZ theyre so good if i cld inject it to my brain i wld do so /pos

*cracks knuckles* how much time do we have? I could do this all damn day t b h.

okay here's a random thing i love about anzu- not entirely related to this but still: EVERYONE KNOWS CANONICALLY HOW DAMN THIRSTY SHE IS TO SEE GUYS WHO ARE BARELY CLOTHED WITH MUSCLES. slight spoilers for madara's fs1 story will be in the tags so tread lightly if you wanna experience that yourself. just- she has a clear type in men. at least as far as physicality goes.

and for women??? SUZU. ARASHI. SHE LOVES HEADSTRONG WOMEN WHO TAKE NO SHIT.

ANYWAY SHIPS

This is gonna get long so im putting it under cut- im doing this right before i go to bed bc my brain will not rest until i get this out of my system

Okay. I know which ships I'll end up rambling about on my own. So lemme highlight ones that i may not talk about as much but love still. idk if u wanted to hear horny rambles or not so im just throwing in first time stuff as flavour.

MakoAnzu

MAKOTO AND ANZU ARE THE CUTEST. EPIC GAMER LOSER BF AND GIRLBOSS/GIRLFAIL GF COMBO. idk if it makes sense but they're like. hs sweethearts that never actually got together in hs and only realized it later when they reconnect or something that they're so totally in love. also he's just so damn goofy it balances out her more serious side that took over after her failed rebellion attempt at kimisaki. like he'd start calling her his favourite trouble maker if he heard that story. OOOOUUU MAYBE HE'D EVEN START CALLING HER ANGIE AND SHE NEARLY CRIES BC NO ONE CALLS HER THAT ANYMORE BESIDES HER BROTHER. idk they're sweet.

the first time they do it together, they're both so awkward that it's funny but they're so comfy with each other that it isn't a problem. in my mind, mako tries to lead at first but when it gets too hot and heavy, anzu takes charge. they seem like the most realistic couple out there with the least amount of angst~

JunAnzu

okay now to talk about Makoto's gaming buddy with her instead HFDSF. i feel like this anzu ship is a lil underrated. i personally love it. he has canonically given in to her like 🥺 face. they're relationship is basically jun teasing her and anzu pouting until he feels bad and it's cute. moon and sun vibe. also. jun is in eden/eve. he has money he's not spendin on himself. he may not give the most lavish gifts or even the most gifts in terms of anzu ships, but he does buy her little trinkets and stuff. more often than not though he's just paying for her meals. even with gatekeeper cash and the anzu fund made in the graduation story, he's not letting her spend a cent if she doesn't have to. if questioned he'd just be like "Haaah? Ain't it rude to make the lady pay?" but in reality he just wants to spoil her. the entirety of trickstar is gonna start questioning her though if they notice they're getting close. And i bet ibara is going to investigate why half of eve is meddling with the competition's producer.

their first time is spontaneous. they never talked before hand about it or whatever. it probably was them destressing from a hard day at work. PERSONALLY- i think they did it in the ES gym~ and god anzu was so scared theyd get caught. BOTH of them know Ibara goes down to the gym after work but luckily a meeting ran long or something because by the time they were done and dressed, they could just pass it off as training when ibara walked in.

HiMEAnzu

okay this is definitely a rare one- but a ship ive grown fond of the more i thought about it. meru and anzu are both work oriented, but still a little silly deep down. so when they relax and get to know each other, they find the others presence so calming. he admires her for her work ethic and she does the same. god im pulling out the first idol story interactions with this one as well- he let his guard down near completely when they first meet. and he says something like "like attracts like" or something like they're kindred spirits and that he's fallen for her. that last part was probs just his attempt at joking fanservice, but he is aware that he could easily pull anyone he wants to. for anzu to just talk normally with him, he thinks it's refreshing and honestly- being in a unit like crazyb, he would want someone calm like her to be around.

here's the big catch though: meru would never risk kaname's idol image by dating ANYONE. let alone the person known as "everyones producer." so this ship is BUILT for "at arms length" pining/"we'll never know what could've been" angst

their first time is the most planned out of all three of these ships. not on anzu's side, but himerus. meru is really meticulous with his image and he respects anzu. so if he's going to do something with her, he's going to do it right and make sure they have the most privacy possible. it's def something that happens after a VERY romantic date. possibly an anniversary. he gets incredibly intimate. maybe he'd even start talking in first person. this is, after all, not a performance for anyone. he just wants to share this moment with anzu. that being said they go on for a long ass time because meru has stamina and anzu can get insatiable if teased long enough.

[birdhouse-of-shadows]

YES YES YES FINALLY I CAN TALK ABOUT THIS!

IM NOT SURE IF IVE POSTED THIS ANYWHERE ELSE BUT I THINK TOKOYAMI IS LIKE SHIROKUMO! 

ANON I LOVE YOU AND YOUR GIANT NOGGIN. NOW I WILL PROVIDE YOU EVIDENCE AS TO WHY TOKOYAMI COULD BE A NOMU! I am not sure if the person who originally submitted as anon wants me to tag them in this, so I’ll be leaving them as Anon. :)

In this essay I will..

LMAO but seriously I will be comparing Tokoyami to the other advanced nomu. I’ll mostly be comparing Tokoyami and Kurogiri, as these are the most similar to each other. Spoiler from the manga ofc. Plz enjoy loves!

 Anon made a fantastic point about the physical similarities between characters. The most prominent part of this theory is that Tokoyami and Dark Shadow both share many physical characteristics with the Nomu.

Tokoyami/Dark Shadow, Kurogiri, Hood, and the USJ Nomu all share very similar color schemes. This is important because Horikoshi tends to use physical appearances a lot to connect characters, even when it comes to tiny details like 2 dots on a hero costume signifying the same designer. We know that Horikoshi likes to use dark purples while drawing/designing villains. Examples include: AFO(purple + black colors), Nine(White+ Purple colors), Manga Vol 26- “Tomura Shigaraki:Origin '' Cover(Purple), Overhaul(Purple+Green colors), ect. The most advanced/high-end Nomu so far(Hood, Kurogiri, USJ Nomu) all have a color scheme of Purple/Black bodies, Yellow eyes, and some red details. Now this color scheme is actually shared between Tokoyami and Dark Shadow. Tokoyami carries the red, black, and yellow and Dark Shadow has purple and yellow. 

Besides just color schemes they share physical attributes. We know that Nomu must be built off of pre-existing humans(dead or alive I believe). Most of the Nomu have some remnant of their human body, even if it is extremely beefed up or including more limbs. Kurogiri is the first Nomu we have observed that still holds his original body(his is just covered by smoke, but Shirokumo is still in there). It is entirely possible that Tokoyami’s body is technically dead, but reanimated just like Kurogiri. 

Dark Shadow’s sentience is a key factor in this theory as well. He is so different from most other quirks in the series. There are only three quirks in the series that have any form of sentience. I will be focusing on Twice’s quirk, but I would like to create a separate theory for the other two. Twice’s quirk obviously creates living/sentient clones of people. However it can be argued that these clones are more like AI than actual sentient people. These quirks aren’t exactly alive and they are like AI programmed to be as similar to their source material(copied individual),therefore they will do what is most similar. Dark Shadow is a completely separate entity with completely separate emotions. We know this because there are things that Dark Shadow likes to do that Tokoyami does not, and vice versa. Many people think that Dark Shadow is a more honest extension of Tokoyami’s emotions, but not only is Dark Shadow a collection of emotions, but thoughts. In the fight against Ectoplasm, we can  see that Dark Shadow is able to think and strategize on his own without Tokoyami needing to tell him what to do. 

This doesn’t really count as evidence, but its something I find to be kinda sus. While at the training camp, the day of the attack Tokoyami says “Revelry in the Dark” 3 times. Its specifically pointed out as odd by Uraraka, most likely meaning that it is not something he has said before. She also seemed a bit unnerved by him saying it. I wonder if it was some kind of code phrasing to let the League know that everything was in order for the attack. Other than that, I don’t recall Tokoyami using the phrase later in the series. 

Next I am going to clear up some things that might disprove the theory: 

Problem: He’s far too loyal to the heroes, and he cares alot about the people around him. 

It is completely reasonable that Tokoyami is faking it. This basically follows the same logic as most traitor theories. Tokoyami is known to be a very secretive individual and people don’t know too much about him. There is also a chance that he could be programmed not to know that he is a nomu/traitor, however I don’t really have any evidence for that and it seems unlikely. 

Problem: He connonically has a mother, and a family...

Not too surprising, but its definitely an issue. In Vol 1, Part 3 we hear specific mentions of Tokoyami’s mother and later in the paragraph the word is family. So if he does have a family, do they/ how long have they known he’s a Nomu? There is a very little chance that they wouldn’t know, but there is a scenario in which they wouldn’t. Tokoyami could have “gone missing” when he was younger and “found” when he was older. We don’t know how long it takes to create an advanced nomu, so he could have been missing for a month to a couple years. We can speculate however, that it doesn’t take long. It only took about 4 months to alter Shigaraki, so maybe it doesn’t take too long to create an advanced Nomu. If he was young enough, he wouldn’t have a quirk and it wouldn’t be suspicious if he returned home with one. A blood test would most likely match as well, so there wouldn’t be any doubt that it was the Tokoyami family’s child. It wouldn’t be surprising if they did know. We know AFO has connections everywhere, so Tokoyami’s family could just be a fake one set up for the sake of making Fumikage look more normal. 

Problem: Why has the league targeted him in the past?

Lemme explain. We’ve had two instances(that I remember) that members of the league have directly attacked Tokoyami. Once when Mr.Compress snatched him, and of course that fight with Dabi in 271. This has a simple answer, they don’t know. We know Shigaraki doesn’t tend to tell the other members stuff and usually just resorts to giving them tasks. There is a chance that Shigaraki himself might not know, but that all depends on whether or not he knows that Kurogiri is a Nomu. I don’t know if he knows but either way it doesn’t really matter. 

Actually, one little tidbit about this, during the USJ attack Kurogiri sent Tokoyami to the Squall Zone. The Squall Zone is a very dark area, so fighting off villains would have been very easy for Tokoyami. So part of me believes that Kurogiri did that on purpose, and he and Shigaraki definitely do know. 

I am still looking for more evidence of this theory, but this is what I have so far. If there is anymore evidence that you have found it I would love to hear! I mentioned earlier in the theory that there are two other quirks that is similar to Dark Shadow’s complete sentience. Those two quirks are AFO and OFA. There is a slight possibility that Tokoyami could have a carry-down quirk given to him by somebody else, or Dark Shadow himself is a previous user.  I don’t even know where to begin on that one, but whatever.

 And remember it just a theory, a bird theory! Thanks for reading!

[princeazurathepathetic]

Okay so, Imma put some warnings about this: There is swearing, quite a bit in fact

This is about Gender Dysphoria

Very very minor Verdant Wind spoilers

Also about a young man that is trans but hasn't came out yet

Mentioned parental abuse because Count Gloucester is terrible

No Lorenz hating allowed!

Trans Lorenz

Angst

Not the happiest ending, but it's not sad either

Ty for reading, if u like it plz tell me! I also take constructive criticism. It's kinda long.

Maybe They Need Her

It was happening again. Why did this always happen? It was completely unbefitting of his station, and yet very often, Lorenz felt this way. Awkward, confused, unhappy, slightly nauseous, and anxious. He wished he wouldn't, it made social interaction so much harder, and that's almost always when it happened. 

He had been out with the rest of the Golden Deer. Raphael had suggested that they all went out to celebrate their recent victory at a local restaurant, that also happened to have a bar, pre Leonie's request. Leonie, Hilda, and the professor had jumped on the idea, Claude had seen nothing wrong with the idea, and Lysithea had immediately wanted to as soon as she'd heard that there was going to be desert. Marianne, had been wanting to push herself and participate in more social interaction, so she also thought it sounded like a good idea. And Ignatz wanted to go since Raphael was hosting it, and he would take any excuse to be around Raphael. Lorenz, of course, wanted to go as well, it wouldn't do for a noble of his class and station to be the only one not to go. Also, lately he and Claude, had started to understand each other, and he wanted to truly get to know him better. 

The night had been going extremely well, Lysithea had eaten nothing but cake the entire time, Hilda had somehow convinced half the people in the bar to buy her drinks, Raphael had eaten half the restaurant's for supply, Ignatz and Marianne both seemed to actually be enjoying themselves, and Leonie and the professor had arm wrestled a total of thirty six times. Everyone was happy, and then Hilda announced that she had promised Lysithea and Marianne that she'd take them shopping for clothes. Lysithea seemed like she would rather do anything else claiming: 

"Oh, um, we don't have to, Hilda. Don't want to ruin the party…" in which she got a 

"Nonsense! I promised you!" 

The Professor had asked if she and Leonie could come along. Leonie did NOT seem happy about that, but Hilda had agreed before she could say anything. 

"Us girls NEED to go shopping! It's the funnest thing EVER! Come on, dont’cha want some girl time?" 

"No! And I call bullshit! We could train, or spar, or literally do ANYTHING else. What's so fun about shopping and dressing up!?" 

"Come now Leonie, we'll spar after okay? That way we can do something everybody likes." 

"But Professor! I don't want to spar! That’s too much work!"

 "Hilda, it's called a compromise." 

Lorenz half listened to them as they argued their way toward the door. He wished he could go with them, but he didn't know why. What was so fun about shopping? 

Still he asked, "Are we going to go with them?"and he immediately regretted doing so. 

"And what? Buy dresses and talk about makeup? Nah. That's all girly stuff." 

"Yeah, so who wants to do something actually fun? How about a drinking contest?" 

There it was. The feeling. He didn't know why it always came on at times such as these, but it did. The anxiety, confusion, and awkwardness, was unbearable at times, and he knew deep down what caused it but he’d never admit it.  He didn't really feel like being out socialising, but he knew he wasn't going to stop, he was a noble afterall, and therefore, must set the noble standard. 

"Hey, you okay Lorenz?" 

Claude was giving him that warm smile he knew so well, but his eyes were boring into Lorenz's soul. He hated it when Claude looked at him like that. It just made him even more uncomfortable. 

"I'm perfectly fine, why do you ask, Claude?" 

"Because you look like you're about to puke." 

By the Goddess he hated how casual Claude's way of speech was, it irritated him to no end, but he'd learned to accept that Claude was never going to change. 

"Please, Claude, you think I'd get sick so easily? I’m a Gloucester, we don’t just drop dead idly.”

 “Uh huh, it’s called concern Lorenz, you don’t look so good, so I asked if you were okay. And it doesn’t look like you are, you’re being even more snappy than usual. You’re sweating profusely, and you look highly uncomfortable.”

 Oh. since when did Claude start paying such close attention to him? He wished that he didn’t, Lorenz didn’t like it when people worried unnecessarily over him. Or, really he didn’t like it when people worried about him at all, it was weird and uncomfortable to say the least. He opened his mouth to protest what Claude had said, but felt himself unable to, due to the look Claude was giving him, he really was boring into Lorenz’s soul.

 “I- uh…”

 “You know what guys? I’m gonna take Lorenz back to the monastery. He seems to be feeling unwell.”

 “What? But I have already told you, I am perfectly well.” 

But it didn’t really matter what Lorenz said as Claude steered him out of the restaurant, back toward the monastery. Although Lorenz protested the whole way back, inside he was profusely thanking the goddess for getting him out of that drinking contest. As soon as they got back into Lorenz’s dormitory, Claude shut the door, giving Lorenz his serious look. It always felt odd for Lorenz, when Claude dropped the carefree, charismatic, happy, facade, since he seldom did so. 

“So, are you going to explain to me what’s wrong?” 

“I-I don’t know what… Ahem. What you’re talking about.”

 Why was he losing his composure? The feeling still hadn’t gone away, and recently he’d been finding it hard to lie so much around Claude. 

“Come on, we both know that something’s up, and I want to know what it is. I can’t have you getting sick, we’re marching on to the Empire soon ``

''I’m not sick!” 

“Then what’s up?” 

“Listen, sometimes I just start feeling a bit... Uncomfortable -for no particular reason!- when speaking with others, but it’s not a big deal, and certainly not something a noble such as myself can’t handle.” 

“Sooo… Is it social anxiety?” 

“No. I simply feel awkward and unhappy when people speak of-” 

Lorenz cut himself off, he did not want to talk about this, especially not with Claude, even though they’d been working to better know each other, he still was a Riegan, and if word of this got to his servants or advisers, they’d use it against the entire Gloucester clan, and then his father would find out, which would be the absolute worst thing that could happen to Lorenz. “When people speak of... what?” 

“Nothing, I misspoke.” 

“Do you really think I’m that stupid?”

 “Possibly.” 

“Sarcasm? Really?” 

“Who said it was sarcasm?”

There was a snort of laughter from Claude’s side of the room, maybe he’d distracted Claude just enough to get out of this conversation.

“Okay, but back to the topic at hand. You know that I’m not gonna stop bugging you until you tell me.”

“Well that’s awfully mature.” 

“So… Spill it.”

“Very well, but you must swear that you will not mock me. Or tell anyone.”

“Geez Lorenz, didn’t realise it was such a terrible secret. Heh.”

“Swear Riegan!”

“Fine. I swear, Gloucester.”

“I get very anxious and uncomfortable when others around my person speak of gender.”

He spoke rather frankly in desperate hopes that it wouldn’t seem like a big deal and hopefully that Claude wouldn’t ask the questions he was dreading. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on his side that day.

“Why?”

“How should I know!? I am simply speaking the truth to your inquiries you so desperately need answered, apparently.”

Claude chose to ignore these remarks, much to Lorenz’s further irritation.

“So, lemme get this straight. You get highly uncomfortable, anxious and awkward whenever people talk about gender related topics and stuff?”

“Yes. Gender related topics, and stuff.”

“And you don’t know why.”

Claude gave Lorenz the look of ‘you better be telling the truth.’ Lorenz was fully prepared to lie. Hell, most of him wanted to lie, but there was this small part of him, the selfish part of him, who just wanted someone else to know, anyone else to know. Well except his family of course, the last thing he wanted was for them to know. And here was his opportunity, a chance handed to him on a silver plate. Maybe this was meant to happen.. Maybe this was the Goddess herself, taking pity on his sorry self, and giving him an opportunity to talk to someone. Well, if that was the case, who was he to decline a blessing from the Goddess. He answered.

“Well…”

“Come on Lorenz, tell me the truth. We’re friends now, right? I’m not gonna rat out any of your dark secrets.”

“Dark Secrets? What do you take me for? I have no ‘dark secrets’. The very notion!”

“Well, then what?”

“I just…- here it came, he was really going to say it- I don’t want… I don’t want.. To be a man.”

He’d said the last part so quietly, he’d be surprised if Claude could have possibly heard. He hadn’t.

“Sorry? Gonna have to repeat that.”

“I don’t want to  be a man!” It came out incredibly loud this time but he didn’t even care, this was something that he’d been keeping to himself since he was fourteen, and wasn’t going to come out very noble.

“I never have! That is to say, I didn’t truly give it much thought in my childhood years, but since i was fourteen years of age, I have felt uncomfortable in the identity that I had, and confused about my gender, andabout how and why others viewed me, I haven’t wanted to be seen as a man, or as anything similar since that young age, I have wanted to be… Have wanted to be a woman! That’s what I wish I was! And it makes me so confused, and anxious, and unhappy, when others start talking about male stereotypes, and gender conformity, and, and, and really about anything relating to gender. Hell, I get uncomfortable when others refer to me as ‘he’ or ‘him’. And I- I-”

Why was it so hard to breath, and the easiest it had ever been, at the same time? Why was he saying this? Why was he saying it to Calude? Why was he yelling like some drunken commoner off the streets? Why did he even feel this way? Why couldn’t he just be normal? Without starting drama? And being a disgrace to his family name? He was a noble for the goddess’s sake! He should be the picture of perfection and grace, and model for his people! Not some fucked up failure that his Father was always disappointed in! Why was he so- so-

“Lorenz, calm down. You need to breathe, ok? Everything’s okay, calm down.”

He could feel Claude;s hand on his shoulder, as he tried to calm Loenz down, he tried to look at Claude, but his vision was blurry. Tears? Why the hell was he crying!? He’s got nothing to cry about! He is lucky and privileged to be of a noble house! To be the heir to so much money and power! To be living in a time with so many changed ideals. To have crest. Unlike so many noble children who are disowned at birth, because of not having one. He is lucky. He is spoiled. So why the fuck was he breaking down so easily? If his father could see him now, he’d be screaming at him to stop embarrassing his image! Why was he like this?

“Lorenz! Listen to me! You’re okay! I’m here, you can talk to me.”

“Apologies, I-I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Lorenz, this is a lot of bottled emotion, that’s been saved up for years. Let it out.”

“I- he tried to talk. But he was heaving trying to control his emotion and breathing.

“Lorenz, If this is truly so important to you… Why don’t you change your gender? This is Fódlan. It’s gotten pretty progressive, and you know nobody here at the monastery would be a dick about it, we’re all like family here, and we’ll always support each other.”

“I thank you for the sentiment, but it’s not the Golden Deer that i worry over. I’m a noble, and as such I must meet the noble standard. If I came out as ‘transgender’ it would be the biggest scandal House Goucester has ever faced. It would ruin my family.”

“I disagree, it would be a step forward. Not backward. As you remind us yourself constantly. Us nobility have to set an example for our people, we must show them what is right. Blah blah blah. If nobody in the nobility ever adopts modern ideals, then what does that teach our people about what is wrong and what is right?”

“I understand where you are coming from, ignoring your ‘blah blah blah’s’. But I don’t ever think my family would allow such ridicule. I’d probably be disowned for just thinking about changing my gender. And that would leave House Gloucester without an heir, and that would be a total disaster.”

 

“Hey. Who’s literally in charge of The Alliance in the first place? Me. And I have absolutely taken our country’s ideals and flipped them on their head. You think I give a shit if some stuffy nobility care that I want to unite Fódlan and the rest of the world? No. I don’t. And I wouldn’t get anywhere if I did, because The Alliance nobles are quite averse to change.”

“Well, you do realise, that it is actually important for a ruler to listen to others on his council. Secondly, these are not people who I can stand to let down, this is my father and family, I refuse to be the weak link in my noble bloodline.”

“If your father would disown you for accepting modern ideals, are you sure you’re really the ‘weak link’?”

“What!? What are you even suggesting? My father is a respectable and decent man, who although at times can be a bit of a dick, is overall a proper and honorable noble!”

“Sorry, sorry. I meant no offense, and I can tell you need some time alone, but just, think about it okay? You know that me, and the rest of the Golden Deer-

“The rest of the Golden Deer and I-

“Me and the rest of the Golden Deer, are here for you and we’ll support whatever you choose to be and do. Within reason of course.”

“Thank you Claude, I promise you that I will think about it. And I must also thank you for listening to me, through my.. Er, ungraceful freakout…”

“Hey, No problem. It happens to all of us. And, hey, come find me if you ever want to talk about anything, alright?”

“Very well, I suppose I could take you up on your offer. Good night Claude. Goddess bless.”

It was quiet, alone in his dormitory, looking out the window. There was hardly a sound, the whole monastery was silent. But Lorenz could not notice, for the thousand voices in his head, debating whether what Claude said was true… Was it? Lorenz thought, and thought, maybe the noble standard had changed. Maybe his father was wrong about tramsgender and other queer folk. Maybe he did deserve to be who he wanted. Maybe, just maybe, the world needed him as he wanted to be. No not him, maybe they needed her.

Maybe…

[bylightofdawn]

Still untitled Delta Squad fic snippet

Alright, so uh can I interest anyone in a sneak peek at this Delta squad feels-o-rama fic I am currently working on and breaking my heart over writing? This is kinda far into the fic and a barely counts as a snippet, it’s more full on scene length at this point but when have I ever been known for my brevity? 

Pretty much, only thing you need to know is Sev spent three years in a slave camp after getting captured by Trandoshans, got rescued by the Rebellion and has spent the past four years working with the Rebellion and has been rediscovered by Delta via Ny’s network of informants and pilot friends. It’s also super rough and completely unedited so don’t judge me too harshly on shit grammar or typos, plz. I’m also worried Scorch is wildly ooc but IDK how to fix that.

His office was cramped under the best of circumstances, mainly because Sev barely spent any time in it. But it had soundproofing and more importantly, a door that could shut out the outside world so they all shuffled in. Boss and Fixer claimed the two chairs that sat opposite Sev’s desk as he sat down while Scorch sort of awkwardly hovered close to Sev, standing there against the wall in between him and the door.

“So...Mandalore?” Sev broached the topic as delicately as he could. “That’s where you three ended up? WIth Skirata and his mongrels I take it?”

“In a round about fashion, yeah. Vau ended up falling in with Skirata who created a sort of...safe haven for renegade clones.” Boss said, his tone even and neutral.

“Kal Skirata’s home for renegade clones, huh? Guess it has a ring to it.” That was said with a faint sneer.

“It beats the alternative.” Fixer pointed out sharply.

“What about you, Sev? How the hell did you end up here of all places?” Scorch asked, the confused pain in his voice impossible to miss. “You never tried to come home?”

“Home? The Empire isn’t home, at least not to me. I spent almost three years in an Empire run slave camp after those damn lizards dragged my carcass from the jungle. I would have died there if the Rebellion hadn’t saved my shebs.” Sev’s voice was as cold and flat as an icefield on Hoth.

His words had a visible effect on his former team who all went stiff and tense. “We tried to find you, Sev. Kriff, Vau penetrated the Imperial blockage on Kashyyyk after Order 66 in hopes of finding any trace of you but he despite searching for weeks, he never found any sign you were alive. We never would have left you to rot in a kriffing slave camp if we’d known.”

Scorch sounded absolutely emotionally gutted once more and he squeezed his hands into fists at his sides. “We didn’t know.”

“I’m not blaming you, Scorch. None of you could have known just like I didn’t know you weren’t still under Imperial control.” Sev said softly and rubbed at his neck in an unconsciously self-soothing gesture. “I am glad to see you and I’m glad you’re not slaves to the Empire like so many of the vode have become.”

“The important thing is we’re reunited now. Vau is going to be so pleased to see you again. We finally got a place of our own set up, it’s not a lot but it’s ours. And we’re not constantly tripping over the Omegas or Nulls and their families, which lemme tell you is a blessing because yeesh...”

“Scorch…” Boss put in softly and that stopped the other Delta mid-sentence.

“What?”

“I swear, you have one singular brain cell and it is the loneliest brain cell in the entire universe.” Boss said with a heavy sigh. “You’re not coming are you.” This was addressed to Sev who looked visibly pained at that pointed question.

“What? No! Sev, you have to come.”

“I have responsibilities here, Scorch. I can’t just galivant off to Mandalore. We’re prepping for a mission right now.”

“That’s osik. We’ve searched for you for kriffing decade, I’m not going to lose you to some shabala war perpetuated by aruetiise!”

That was apparently the wrong thing to say because Sev’s expression visibly hardened.

“It’s my war too. I owe my life to these people and more than that, the Empire is a rot that needs to be rooted out of the galaxy before it destroys everything with its corruption.”

“It’s just another pointless war, Sev! Haven’t you given enough of your life to stupid, pointless wars? We already lost you once, I’m not going to lose you again!” Scorch countered hotly and he was surprised by the burn of unshed tears stinging in his eyes.

“We were made for war, ner vod. At least this war is one I believe in and think I can actually do some real good for once.”

“Udesii! Both of you, just calm down.” Boss finally cut in and climbed to his feet so he could approach the visibly upset Scorch. “We’re not going to lose him again, vod. He’s right here. And if he thinks he has to fight this war, we’ll find a way of working around it.” He clapped a hand on Scorch’s shoulder and the other clone jerked at the touch. “Sev, you don’t know what it did to us to lose you once. You have to promise me you won’t take any unnecessary risks because I don’t know what it would do to us to lose you again.”

The muscles in Sev’s jaw bunched up and went taut as he bit down on his back molars and when he looked at Scorch, something inscrutable passed through his eyes. “I can’t just abandon my people and go off and play house on Mandalore like the whole kriffing universe isn’t going down in flames, Boss.”

“I understand that. And I get the want to serve. We all do. It’s how they bred us. But....Kal Skirata and his Nulls, they worked out how to reverse our accelerated aging. You have an opportunity to get to live a full life if you choose it, Sev.”

“W-What?” That startled the other clone and he found himself gaping at Boss openly.

“That’s what Skirata was working on, why he was building up such a nest egg. He was hiring the best minds in the galaxy in an attempt to find a way to shut off those parts of our genetic code and it worked.”

Sev had spent the majority of his life wrangling with bitter resentment towards the likes of the Nulls and the Omega weaklings because they had Kal Skirata as a training sergeant. No, they’d had a father while Delta had been stuck with a bitter old chakaar like Walon Vau. Not that he regretted it, he made them strong, not weak and pathetic like Omega.

But in that moment, that envy was born anew in his heart like bitter fruit.

Of course Kal Skirata would somehow find a way of thumbing his nose at the longnecks and the ghosts of their former GAR masters by finding a way to give his adopted sons the life he always thought they deserved. He somehow did the impossible and it left a bitter taste in Sev’s mouth like ashes because deep down, he knew Vau wouldn’t have gone to those lengths for Delta.

[lpdwillwrite4coffee]

Awww yiiissssss, get to know me memes are the best!

I was tagged by @kteague cuz my girl knows what’s up (I love this shit, I can’t help it).

I’m gonna go with @asnowballschance @priya212 @cemeterydreamer @asocialfauxpas @purelyfueledbycaffeine But no pressure! Under the cut for obvious reasons.

Rules: you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 whoever you’d like!!

The Last …

1. drink: coffee

2. phone call: real estate agent (I’m such an adult haha)

3. text message:  friend telling me she has poison ivy

4. song you listened to: Bellbottoms by the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion. I got back from seeing Baby Driver and immediately needed the soundtrack in my life.

5. time you cried:  A couple days ago. I was super overwhelmed with life ~stuff and just needed to cry it out.

Have you ever …

6. dated someone twice: No but I’ve thought about it.

7. kissed someone and regretted it: YES. Ugh.... Several. (feel free to ask for details on those train wrecks haha)

8. been cheated on: Not that I’m aware of...

9. lost someone special:  Oh yes.

10. been depressed: Yes, been on medication for it and then off meds. I was incorrectly diagnosed with clinical depression when it was situational and because of my own past traumas and emotional abuse.

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Yes, I just can’t remember how many times... 2? 3? I think?

Favorite Colors…

12. Cobalt blue

13. Rich, royal purple

14. Emerald green

In The Last Year Have You…

15. made new friends: Yes!! IRL and online (y’all know who you are, and if you don’t I’ll come tell you)

16. fallen out of love: It’s been a couple years since I’ve *been* in love.

17. laughed until you cried:  So many times.

18. found out someone was talking about you: In a negative way, yep, and it sucked. I thought we were friends... In a positive way? I think so! Well, found out people were happy about what I was doing and my work. So that’s been super lovely!!

19. met someone who changed you:  Definitely.

20. found out who your friends are:  Yeah, some friendships have fallen apart or been tested. That’s never fun.

21. kissed someone on your facebook list:  Yes

General

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life:  Most? I tend to accept friend requests from people I don’t *know* but have lots of mutuals with and I’m sure we’ve run into each other or run in the same circles. So like, 85%?

23. do you have any pets:  MY LIGHT OF MY LIFE, MY DOG ODIN. HE’S THE BEST AND I WILL SCREAM ABOUT HIM FOR DAYS IF YOU LET ME.

24. do you want to change your name: Ahaha, I’ve already changed my name. I used to go by my middle name and then started going by my first when I changed schools. I’ve changed my last name too. I’d make a mediocre spy.

25. what did you do for your last birthday: On my actual birthday, I got lunch with friends out and then had dinner made for me by other friends/my surrogate family (they made me steak) And then that weekend I went out for drinks with friends and my favorite bar tender bought me a round and gave me the special pint glass. It was a great birthday week.

26. what time did you wake up: 5:45.... uggghhh.

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: I was surprisingly asleep! Good job adulting Lauren, you went to bed on time.

28. name something you can’t wait for: I’m stealing one of my answers from K- The Punisher series! Also, moving to MA, finishing my second book, getting a new house, and currently I can’t wait for my second cup of coffee.

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: September I think........... Yeah, that sounds right.

31. what are you listening to right now: My co-worker’s FB messenger going off...

32. have you ever talked to a person named Tom:  I... think so? Sure. I’m sure I have. 

33. something that is getting on your nerves: My co-worker’s FB messenger going off!!! (Vibrate is a setting. USE IT.)

34. most visited website:  Tumblr, Pinterest, and Gmail.

35. hair color: Strawberry blonde/ red, and currently with purple, copper, and bright red highlights. 

36. long or short hair: Short, asymmetrical cut. I used to have long mermaid hair and chopped it all off. Showering takes WAY less time now haha.

37. do you have a crush on someone: I had a crush on an old co-worker, but I left and haven’t seen him in so long that it’s faded. Celebrity crushes? YO HOW MUCH TIME DO YOU HAVE??

38. what do you like about yourself:  I’d like to think I’m funny but Idek lol. I’m creative and passionate. I’m a good friend to people. I’m really proud of my empathy and compassion, especially in a world that tells you not to be. I’m also not to be fucked with, and I like that about myself. I like that I can fit into different groups, chill with different kinds of people, and no one can put labels on me because I don’t fit any mold at all. 

39. piercings:  Hold on lemme count... 11!

40. blood type: SHit, I should probably know this about myself... O.... Positive? Negative? I’m an O, I know that much! (bad job adulting Lauren. Bad job)

41. nickname: I don’t really have a nickname... Not that I’m aware of anyway. I’m not opposed to one! But my names don’t really make for good nickname material haha.

42. relationship status: single, and TOTALLY fine with that. Ya girl is too busy for that relationship stuff right now.

43. zodiac: Scorpio

44. pronouns: She/her

45. favorite tv show: Listen, stop trying to make me pick between my children I love them all equally okay?

46. tattoos: I have to count again, hold on.... 8!

47. right or left handed: right-handed

48. surgery: A few times. 4 maybe?

49. piercing:  see above.

50. sport: That I played? Volleyball (very poorly I might add). That I watch? Baseball. The only sport I give 2 shits about is baseball. And maybe rugby if it’s on and I like the team.

51. vacation:  I have a girls weekend planned for the end of this month. My last true vacation was to Beaufort with @asnowballschance and then up to North Adams, MA to visit a friend who had moved. Man I’ve traveled a lot this year...

52. pair of trainers: I have one pair of true “trainers”. The rest are like Converse sneakers or slip ons that can’t be used for actual physical activity, they just make me look sporty haha.

More General

53. eating: Home made trail mix for breakfast 

54. drinking:  Water... and more coffee

55. i’m about to: email my realtor, refill my water bottle, and start writing. I have a Camp NaNo word count to get to.

56. waiting for: NEWS ABOUT THE PUNISHER. GIVE IT YOU ANIMALS. Also waiting for the caffeine to kick in....

57. want: to find a house in my price range that DOESN’T need serious remodels. Seriously, I’m not Bob Villa. Let it be move in ready or close to it please and thank you.

58. get married: Yes! Absolutely! But the dude has to show up first... haha

59. career: Writer/author. I mean, I work an office job to pay the bills but that’s not my career. 

60. hugs or kisses: Both? plz love me.

61. lips or eyes: Eyes! I’m so enamored with people’s eyes- the color, the shape, the way they show emotion, the way they change in the light. I love it. 

62. shorter or taller: Taller? I’m 5′8 almost 5′9 so sometimes that’s hard to find...

63. older or younger: Older. I have the hardest time finding anyone my age who is compatible.

64. nice arms or nice stomach: Arrrrmmmmmssss. Not jacked. Just strong. Broad shoulders and a wide, strong chest makes me WEAK

65. hook up or relationship: Both, depending on my mood. I’m currently hooking up with a couple people, but I’m so not wanting to date.

66. troublemaker or hesitant: Hahahahha, I’m called the human embodiment of the grinning Devil emoji for a reason.

67. kissed a stranger: Yes. It was..........

68. drank hard liquor: Lord help me yes. 

69. lost glasses/contact lenses: My glasses are my everything. I’m so blind without them it’s awful. I never take them off. 

70. turned someone down:  Many times. I’m a picky girl.

71. sex on the first date: Sure, I’ve done it before. Worked out fine!

72. broken someone’s heart: Yeahh... It sucked at the time but it was necessary. 

73. had your heart broken:  Yes, in more ways than one.

74. been arrested: No, but I’ve been yelled at by the Coast Guard. That was fun.

75. cried when someone died: Of course!

76. fallen for a friend: Yes.

Do You Believe In …

77. yourself:  Yes! Most of the time. Okay, like 67% of the time. 

78. miracles: Yes, but probably not in the way you’re thinking.

79. love at first sight: Maybe? I’ve never experienced it myself though.

80. santa claus: I used to! Now I believe in the spirit of Christmas/ Holidays that make people want to keep the idea of him alive for children. It’s a precious concept and tradition.

81. kiss on the first date: Sure, if it feels right. Life’s too short. Kiss the person you wanna touch faces with.

82. angels: Yes, but again, not the way you probably think

Other

83. current best friends’ names: *EXTREME KRIS JENNER VOICE* I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS

84. eye color: Blue green

85. favorite movie: PSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH look you’ve made it to the end of this list do you really think I’m able to pick just one??? 

[shetanshadowwolf]

work bitchfit

In case my mood isn’t clear enough ... it was a bad day. aaaand. everything’s going under a cut. So please, open at own risk and be away that this is not going to be nice, polite, respectful, or anywhere close to any of that. 

Ok. For anyone who’s seen related posts, or knows me away from Tumblr, I will remind readers that I work for a Major Cell Carrier in the US. Inbound call center, business floor. Which means three things: 1: I am trusted to safeguard my customers’ accounts. This means full and proper verification of callers, triple-confirming the requests before I make changes, etc. 2: I am to ensure that any information I may see never ever walks away from the floor. ( If I take info to a sup to address an issue, for example, it’s on a dry-erase board that gets wiped down after. No Paper, no markers, and no phones/ cameras/ recording devices around the computer areas.) 3: Details and personal information I may remember are not spread around. (My ADHD helps in this, I can forget your credit card information in a jiffy, no joke) 

Oh. ALSO. IT MEANS NOT USING WHAT KNOWLEDGE I HAVE FOR PERSONAL GAIN. I don’t mean the “well, I’m familiar with the plans we have so I can’t use that to make sure my own personal account is taken care of”. I mean more like “I won’t accept bribes” or “I won’t abuse my position/ job in ways that benefit me and risk my job / security of customers”. 

Now, why the bloody hells would I be mentioning this shit specifically???

Let’s cue up my late evening. I’m about an hour from going home. I have had a decent day. Nothing spectacular (minus a fellow rep bringing in cookies and having them with lunch, which was awesome). Don’t get me wrong, it was normal up and down stuffs, but no stress triggers. ( I like days like that)

And then a “Hi, I’m - May I get your name plz?”  

“No offense to you-” (and maaaan, that phrase is an instant fuck you too ) “ But I need to speak to your manager. Or higher.” 

“Well, so I can make sure you get to the right person, may I get any information about the situation?”  (training 1.3.5 - try to talk the customer down. If it’s something I can do, do it, within reason, without shoving them up the chain. Srsly, sups are busy the fuck with everything we don’t have clearance for.) 

“No.” 

“ ....  May I at least get your name please?”  (I can sir and ma’am with the best of them but really. Name?? Please???) 

“No.”

MAY I REMIND THE LISTENING AUDIENCE THAT THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO NOT ONLY PISS OFF THE REP WHO INITIALLY ANSWERS YOUR CALL, IT’S ALSO AN EXCELLENT WAY TO PISS OFF EVERYONE ELSE. NO YOU DON’T CATCH US OFF GUARD THAT WAY. YOU PUT US MORE ON GUARD. FUCKERS. STOP THAT FUCKING SHIT IT MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO ONE’S JOB EASIER TO TRY TO HELP YOU AND MAKES US WANT TO HAPPILY TELL YOU NO ALL FUCKING NIGHT. 

So I ask Male Voice to please hold, and gimme a minute. it’s late on a Thursday night, we’re slow, there’s not a lot of people at that split second to take an escalation to. My evening sups are taking advantage of the quiet to do much-needed weekly input to their reps, trust me, that shit is vital. 

So, I get someone, who asks that I try one more time to get any information from my caller. Female Voice answers. Refuses, again, to tell me anything. put her on hold. go back to let my escalation team know that my attempts still aren’t working. Check back in with the customer (Male Voice, this time ) to let them know it’s gonna be another minute, I have someone available, thank them for their patience. 

at this point, I am still trying to be nice. I swear.

I get the lines connected, make sure everyone can hear each other before I go to transfer the call. Mind, this entire process has taken approx 12 minutes, in which time I have had to put the customer on hold approx three times, with check-ins. It’s not ideal goal, but it’s not fucking terrible. I’ve had to make people wait hella longer for other things due to too many factors. 

“Well, before I can go into my issue, I need to ask about what is the standard policy for putting a customer on hold without checking in”

.... I took a breath, transferred the call, and tried very, very hard not to scream. why?? why, you may ask. 

YOU GAVE ME SHIT-ALL TO WORK WITH. I HAD TO CONFIRM THAT YES, I HAD TRIED ALL THE INITIAL QUESTIONS, ASK MORE QUESTIONS, AND MAKE SURE I GOT YOUR STUBBORN DICK ASS SOMEONE WHO WAS ‘HIGHER THAN ME’ IN THE CHAIN EVEN THOUGH I AM ESCALATIONS TRAINED MYSELF. YOU KNOW WHAT HOLDS ME BACK FROM FAST- TRACKING TO BECOMING A SUPERVISOR MYSELF???? 

I DON’T FUCKING WANT IT. 

HALF BECAUSE OF FUCKING JACKASSES. JUST. LIKE. THIS. 

AND IF YOU THINK I AM GONNA STAY ON THE LINE. JUST TO HEAR MYSELF BE CRITICIZED BY YOUR OBNOXIOUS ASSHOLE ATTITUDE THAT PRETTY MUCH TREATED ME LIKE A WEEK-2 PEON AGENT THAT DOESN’T KNOW JACK-FUCK ALL. LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING.

I AM NEITHER HERE TO LET YOU BITCH AT ME FOR TRYING TO ACCOMMODATE YOUR REQUEST, NOR LET YOU TREAT ME THAT WAY.  I’M NOT MASOCHISTIC, ESPECIALLY IN RELATED TO MY JOB. SUCK MY NON-FUCKING-EXISTENT BALLS, YOU SMARMY ASSED POMPOUS GIT. 

This? this I could sweep under the rug. Drink a mug of cocoa, breathe, and make it all disappear as one of those Asshole Customers. These calls happen. You learn to either deal with it, or find a different job. There’s a reason call centers have a high turnover rate. Not many people can adapt to the utter fuckery of that inbound call when someone wants to be a complete jack-assed dick from Hell. 

No. No no no no no no.

I checked in with the person who took that call. Common protocol, esp being esco-trained, check in with my fellow team-lead cohorts and the sups and see if there was any other way I could have handled this better. I need the feedback. Makes me better at my job. 

I’M LESS PISSED AT THEIR SUPERCILIOUS FUCKING BITCH SELVES NOT WANTING TO TALK TO ME

AND MORE FLAMING THAT SHE WAS PRIOR BIZ REP. AND HE’S A CURRENT ONE. WITH A PERSONAL ACCOUNT WITH OUR CARRIER. NOT PAID BY OUR JOBS. 

AND THEY USED THE JOB TO GATHER INFORMATION. TO ENSURE THEY WOULD GET OUR DEPARTMENT. TO THREATEN MY CO-LEAD INTO TRYING TO GET WHAT THEY WANTED. WHICH WASN’T EVEN REMOTELY RELATED TO THE ACCOUNT THAT GOT THEM INTO MY FLOOR.

LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING. SOMEONE IS GONNA GET FUCKING FIRED.

YA WANNA KNOW WHY????

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I SHALL NOT USE MY JOB TO ACQUIRE INFORMATION FOR OTHER PEOPLE’S ACCOUNTS. I SHALL NOT USE WHAT KNOWLEDGE I DO GAIN IN THE COURSE OF DOING MY JOB DUTIES TO ENDANGER OR ACCESS ACCOUNTS AND DEPARTMENTS THAT IS NOT RELATED IMMEDIATELY TO THE CALL IN QUESTION. I SHALL NOT USE ANY OF THAT INFORMATION FOR MY OWN PERSONAL GAIN.

AND I SURE AS FUCK AIN’T GONNA USE THAT TACTIC TO TRY AND BULLY FELLOW REPS INTO TRYING TO GIVE ME FREE SHIT.  OR MAKE MY BILL DISAPPEAR. OR ANYTHING THE FUCK LIKE THAT. 

YOU, SIR AND MA’AM, WHOEVER THE FUCK YOU ARE. YOU ARE NOT FUCKING WORTHY OF WORKING THIS JOB. YOU, BITCH, I AM GLAD YOU NO LONGER WORK FOR US, AND HEY ASSHAT, I HOPE YOU’RE FIRED. 

DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT THE FUCK YOU HAVE UNLEASHED YOU FUCKING IDIOT.

dear audience. do me a favor. i don’t care if you work for the mom’n’pop shop down the street. or Disney. or somewhere in between.

Respect your customers’ privacy. Don’t abuse your position. 

and for the love of all things customer service, don’t call in and be a dick to your fellow co-workers. i don’t care if they work the same building as you or not. one company, one team, one being. many parts, many departments, many people. One goal. 

And if you can’t do that, if you can’t respect your customers’ private information, if you can’t respect your fellow service agents, go find something else to do. This job ain’t for you. 

[justabookworm39]

SO.

Digging in my drafts when I saw this post I was putting together one of my OCs, Karma. Figured I should clean it up a little and post it.

Real name: Dakota Rocha.

Honestly my first shot at an NB character lemme know if I fail plz.

Joined Eos Unit at 15, supposedly because their parents gave them up to give them a better life/because they didn’t want them and the parents got paid quite a bit.

Reaaaally the Rocha parents opposed someone running the unit and got their kid taken as punishment.

So Dakota was (after staying with Eos Unit for a year) trained to help kill off the Broken and given the codename ‘Karma.’

Realized that they were kidnapped instead of given up at about age 19. Made like a tree and leafed.

There was. QUITE A BIT of hassle is escaping. Thankfully basically none of the other fighters with the unit knew their real name and the higher-ups did not care enough to make a big deal out of it once it clear they were gone.

However Dakota wasn’t able to track their parents and sorta. Gave up.

Now lives a semi-normal life two years later.

 Pretty sure they get tangled back up in Eos Unit and the Broken after saving their coworker who nearly gets killed by one of the Broken.

Generally a pretty chill person. Usually sticks to themselves, but doesn’t dislike people.

Enjoys working out-going for walks/runs, weight-lifting, etc.

Needs to sleep more than they do, probably.