#SO UR SOLUTION WAS TO STAY IN THAT PLACE ???????????

[philzokman]

just finished watching lovely runner i have never sobbed so hard in my life ITS SO FUCKING GOOD

[oh-no-its-bird]

Getting deep into the aus in my head rn. Ok so you know that genre of arranged marriage webtoons/novels that's like, "the crazy princess is forced to marry the brave knight by the king, who wants to punish the knight for some reason" and then the princess turns out to either not be crazy or to be amping up the crazy on purpose, probably in order to survive some dark shit happening in the palace?

Ok so like. That. Now make it obkk.

(I'm tempted to say mdtb but obkk just fit better, I think. But also like, shit make it mdtb too, I love this trope)

Now here's the thing; I think there's a super fun argument to be made on both sides for who gets what role.

Crazy prince Obito could totally play into his Tobi persona, which would just be cool symmetry. But also knight Obito could be so cool, just objectively. And it could be interesting to play with a crazy prince Kakashi who like, saw his whole family murdered in front of him and then played up the crazy act to avoid becoming next on the chopping block.

Im going to settle with a prince Obito, so now please buckle up for todays au:

"Crazy" prince Obito who isn't quite as crazy as he seems being forcefully married to war hero general Kakashi of the Hatake dukedom in order to humiliate the Hatake's,,

(this one is nearly 4k words, so we're putting a cut on it)

SO! Starting from the top!

The Hatake dukedom is basically the only power to rival our beloved evil king Madara's throne. Other than them, Madara is pretty much untouchable, so his paranoid ass tries to keep a pretty firm eye and thumb on them. Gotta make sure they remember to stay the hell in line, you know?

So Kakashi is ordered to go to war pretty young, possibly in an attempt to get the young heir killed and cut off the Hatake's at the knees. Only for some years later, Kakashi to pretty much singlehandedly win that war and return this super big war hero. Which is a big problem for Madara, because now the Hatake's have even more political capital. And again, his paranoid ass does not like the possibility of there being someone to rival him in power.

As it is, there are only 3 (living, conscious) Uchiha left.

Madara, who is king.

Obito, a bastard nephew of Madara, who is absolutely fucking insane and only ever let out a tight leash when his insanity amuses Madara. He's only lived this long because his stupidity amuses Madara sometimes, and because he's very clearly no threat to him

And Sasuke, Madara's.... technical spare, who is only allowed to live because of his resemblance to Izuna.

(And somewhere deep in the castle, there sleeps on one Uchiha Izuna, trapped in some sort of coma Madara can not wake him from)

All the other Uchiha were killed (we will return to this) including Itachi and Shisui

(Incidentally, among Kakashi's loyal companions he collected during his years at war, there are two dark haired boys who are so careful to hide their faces when in public. I'm sure there's no relation there.)

So! Kakashi returns from war and Madara is like 'shit, I need to stop this train before it gets too far off the tracks' and invites Kakashi to the palace to "reward" him for his service.

Only when Kakashi gets there, the "reward" he's given is that Madara has arranged a spouse for him— his famously insane bastard nephew.

Getting into the politics of this: Giving him Obito humiliates him in public + gives him a ticking time bomb for a wife + reminds him of his place + gets rid of Obito too, who Madara is probably sick of seeing at this point.

Plus if we like, lean into period typical homophobia or whatever, Madara giving him a husband instead of a wife has implications too. Madara says you will NOT procreate, the Hatake house will NOT have a heir, and if they do then they'll automatically be a bastard who will never have a mother.

Take this crazy guy as ur wife lmao get fucked have fun <3

He's ending the Hatake's and Obito's bloodline in one move, 2 birds with one stone!! He's so smug about this solution he's worked out.

Kakashi, obviously yk, is super offended and panicked and also doesn't even want to get married, especially not to the goddamn famously insane prince, but he cant say no to the king! So he's kind of just forced to bow his head and grit his teeth and say thanks as Madara is all smug and happy on his throne saying some shit about he can't wait for the wedding.

So yk, Kakashi brings Obito home and it's this whole fucking spectacle because Obito is freaking the hell out and acting like a total lunatic

The whole rug pool is that Obito isn't nearly as insane as he's acting. To be clear, Obito does have just a whole list of mental issues, and is genuinely incredibly unstable— he's just also playing it way, way up in order to protect himself from being looked at too hard by Madara.

And obviously, yk, he's suddenly thrown at Kakashi with pretty much no warning for either of them, and he doesn't know who the fuck Kakashi is, other than his reputation for being at war for years now. So he's gonna really crank up the crazy factor because it's the only way he knows how to keep himself safe— at least until he's gotten a better handle of Kakashi what the hell he's all about

Anyways just, Kakashi and his crazy wife Obito,,

Kakashi ofc eventually sniffs out that Obito isn't nearly as insane as he's acting, and Obito is able to act a little more genuine to what he's really like.

Meanwhile we also get lots of Sakumo content, who is around btw and acting Duke Hatake. Also Rin is around, probably as Kakashi's second in command. We also get team ro, who Kakashi collected while he was at war and act as his lill team and trusted confidants

I want to see Obito and Sakumo in particular interacting tbh.

The differences between Madara as Obito's hella abusive shitty uncle who would purposefully provoke and feed into his fits, and his new so much kinder father in law who takes even his best attempts of causing a scene and making a fool of himself with a slow blink and a calm demeanor,,,,,, ough,,

Obito experiences fatherly love for the first time in his life and promptly has several crisis's about it

Now! Rewinding a bit to focus back on Madara / Uchiha situations ->

Madara doesn't really have an official heir. Or he does, but it's Izuna. Who, if you remember, is in that coma.

Madara is deep in denial about the fact that his brother is NOT going to wake up. Get over it Madara, it's been 10 fucking years !!!

Like I mentioned before, Sasuke only got to survive because he looks so much like Izuna. Madara probably straight up calls him Izuna and makes him dress and act like his younger brother sometimes when he's in his worst mental states (it flip flops a lot)

Sasuke can't be around Madara when he drinks bc Madara mistakes him for Izuna and starts alternatively yelling at him for daring to leave him and crying messily all over him

Sasuke is technically heir, but not really. Madara will only ever refer to him as the spare— because obviously, Izuna is going to wake up some day. Obviously. Any day now.

Now obviously, Sasuke already has a big brother! Which Madara does not like. How is he supposed to project all his issues onto Sasuke as a younger brother if Sasuke already has an elder brother?

So like, Madara gets rid of Itachi because he doesn't want Sasuke to have a big brother figure in his life other than him, bc yk, Sasuke is his Izuna shaped stress toy to cope with the loss of his own brother.

Madara sends Itachi to the front lines of the war at like 13 to have him killed. But then Kakashi saves him (team Ro noises,,)

Itachi quietly disappears from the playing field and is written off w the countless unnamed dead, and Madara is satisfied. Meanwhile, a masked assassin joins Kakashi's inner circle,,

(In the castle, in the middle of his grief, an 8 year old Sasuke is told he can address Madara as elder brother)

"How did Izuna even fall into that coma?", I hear you asking. Well!

I am now sliding to u a doctor/mage/saint Tobirama who is somehow the reason Izuna is in his coma (maybe on purpose, maybe by accident)

But Madara can't kill him bc hes like. The best doctor he has. And he needs him to keep Izuna alive in his coma.

"Damn, well how did Tobirama get to be working for Madara?" I now hear you asking

Well! x2, We will now rewind even further, to Madara's childhood ->

Starting it off with: is it even a naruto au without a dash of "childhood friends gone wrong?"

Basically, when Madara was a kid, he got to be close friends with Hashirama. Only for Hashirama to be unwittingly used as a tool by his father, for Butsama to try and overthrow the king of the time, Tajima.

A ploy that nearly worked, Butsama managing to kill Tajima + all of Madara and Izuna's other siblings + most of the other Uchiha right in front of the boys.

At the last second, Madara, with the help of the family's advisor, Zetsu, managed to kill Tajima and divert his plans. But now most of the Uchiha were dead and they had a crisis on their hands.

Madara is put on the throne at like, 13 years old, with only Zetsu to really rely on because everyone else is fucking dead, defected, or suspicious as hell. (Which is why, even decades later, he remains so consistently paranoid of anyone who might have the power to rival the throne; ie, the Hatake)

Anyways. Boy king Madara with his spooky advisor Zetsu at his side.

Zetsu is that trope of a a super obviously creepy and evil royal advisors, you guys know the trope. He is hunched behind Madara's throne whispering into his ear

"Kill them sire,,, they disrespect you,,,"

He like helped raise Madara when he was a young so Madara is DEEP in his pockets. After all, after the Uchiha were nearly overthrown, he was the only adult figure Madara had to depend on.

(To be clear, Madara himself is a shitty person. Zetsu is his own brand of spooky evil guy, and yeah he's a terrible influence on Madara, but Madara has made his own shitty evil choices in this too.)

After everything settled down, Madara had to decide what the hell to do with the remaining Senju— including Hashirama and Tobirama, who were also now among the only survivors of their clan.

Hashirama never meant to betray Madara, but he still did, and for that Madara can bear to look at him or he'll begin to feel sick.

Madara ends up being unable to kill his old best friend (even as Zetsu urges him to do it), and instead just sends him off to some temple deep on the edge of the kingdom, under heavy guard, basically banished from everywhere else in the kingdom. Hashirama goes quietly.

Tobirama, however, he keeps. Forced to serve in the palace as a sort of doctor.

Put him in some sort of magic collar that means he can't disobey a member of Uchiha royalty or smthn fun and fucked up like that, it could be fun. Collar that man !!!!!

Its enchanted w an order like, "you must follow every order given to you by the king" and then later down the line (when Madara is inevitably overthrown) Madara tries to order Tobirama to do smthn, Tobirama just looks at him coldly and goes "you are king no more."

I think whether Tobirama put Izuna in a coma or not would be left intentionally vague. We never know. Not even I know.

Maybe it was an accident, and Madara can only assume the worst because of who his father was and his clear hatred of the Uchiha.

Or maybe it was on purpose, his intrusive thoughts finally winning out. He certainly doesn't seem to have much sympathy or regret for the fact Izuna's been asleep for a decade now

Now, pointing back at Zetsu and Madara

Zetsu is sort of just a generic shadowy advisor for Madara in this. He's running the kingdom behind Madara's shoulder, he just kinda gets to do whatever and thrives bc of it. Zetsu living his best life!!!

Everyone is suffering in some way EXCEPT for Zetsu, who is having a wonderful time

So like. Madara seeming convinced he'll never die. Bc Zetsu has been whispering in his ear ab ideas of eternal life and necromancy, telling him he can rule forever and use this newfound power to wake Izuna. (Which is also ofc why he has no real heir and doesn't seem too worried about it)

(Meanwhile in the bg Tobirama is being used for his research. He's�� happy about this, actually. He's thriving, just a little bit. Madara lets him play with dead bodies. And yeah, it sucks he has to obey the bastards commands, he's given p much unlimited funds and just kinda makes cool taboo shit as he researches immortality. He still bitches ab it tho.

Maybe in the end, he'll drag Madara out from the dungeons by the scruff like hes a wet cat and says smthn vague ab how hes going to be calling the shots from now on, and they disappear into the night)

So anyways. Inhuman somehow vaguely immortal Zetsu— who's been running out on his immortality juice.

Maybe we can play w Kaguya and the Hatake clans involvement? Zetsu gets his power from siphoning off of Kaguya, but the Hatake's of these past few generations have been worshipping her too, so she no longer has eyes only for Zetsu— meaning he no longer gets as much power from her.

Which is also why he's pushing Madara to hit the Hatake's w the ban hammer, because he wants them out of the way so Kaguya will look his way again.

(Or at the very least, Tobirama can hurry up and inventory human immortality already so Zetsu can try out a new method)

If you wanna get extra fucky with it, we can go with a 'son of Kaguya' Kakashi au, and throw in even more fucked up moon goddess family drama. Kakashi has no idea he's even related to the moon goddess, but Zetsu is losing his fucking mind because he's no longer his mothers number one special little boy anymore

What even is an obkk au without heaps of family drama in all directions?

Ok so, rewinding back to where we were, with newly wed Obito and Kakashi ->

So, Kakashi has been at war for some years now and has a lot of shit to do and catch up on now that he's back. Including catching back up with his dad, who he hasn't been able to see for any longer than a week tops in years. Very emotional! Very fun! Madara is a bastard for keeping them apart

But specifically tho. Kakashi helping Itachi to reunite with Sasuke.

I mentioned before that Kakashi collected team ro while he was out at war, and each of them probably has some sort of mini quest to fulfil,,

Senju bastard Tenzo who maybe grew up in the same church Hashirama was banished to, but was eventually sent away by Hashirama who couldn't bear to see him live the same isolated life as him (and maybe feared that Tenzo would be killed if Madara heard there was a new mokuton user)

Itachi and Shisui, Itachi being sent away to die and Shisui being an Uchiha bastard who either Madara thought he managed to kill (but escaped the massacre of his own remaining family Madara would eventually pull) or who got sent away with itachi to die at war. And just them wanting to reunite with Sasuke, their only remaining family left, who they worry for every day that he's left alone with Madara.

Im thinking tho. Sasuke eventually somehow escaping on his own (before team ro can even try to sae him) and managing to get to the Hatake dukedom,,,, Kakashi and Obito end up basically adopting him, pass it on

Super emotional Sasuke and Itachi reunion my beloved,,, I want Sakumo to try and dad them both, it'd be fun. Sakumo is just dad-ing everyone in this au, he's so father shaped

Sasuke spending so many years alone w only Madara as his family and maybe a weirdly fucked up and distant uncle-ish energy Tobirama who he regularly sees Madara going out of his way to make his life miserable.

But also like, obviously: Sakura and Naruto. I bet those two helped him escape tbh

Uhh knights in training Naruto and Sakura who are so determined to protect their prince Sasuke (even as Sasuke tells them he doesnt need his protection)

What if Sakura is training under Tobirama in place of Tsunade? Could be fun, idk.

Where is Tsunade in this, is she dead? Was she ever born? Did Madara steal her from Hashirama to make her work in the castle? Could be fun,, on that note too, Orochimaru might be somewhere around here, working with Tobirama to unlock immortality for Zetsu/Madara (*cough* himself *cough*)

Anyways, knights Sakura and Naruto who enter the palace so starry eyed for their beloved king Madara and prince Sasuke,,, only to slowly realize this is NOT the fluffy sparkly fairytale they thought this was going to be.

Im thinking narusasusaku energy where Sakura and Naruto are being silly and competing for their beloved, closed off ice prince's attention, alternating between fighting each other for Sasuke to look at them and teaming up to get rid of potential rivals

Meanwhile Sasuke is looking on at these fucking idiots blatant attempt to throw themselves at him in that way that only kids can, alternating between being annoyed and exasperated and trying to hide how amused he is. They are one of the only bright spots in his life ,,,

Madara doesn't even really have a reason to fuck Sasuke over w them tbh, honestly he might even encourage it just bc they're knights in training and he wants his spare to be well protected (against everyone but him lmao)

Madara is shitty but Sasuke is in this really weird position where he's probably the safest from him. Beccause, you know, Izuna. There's a lot of emotional abuse there and incredibly unhealthy dependency from Madara's end, projecting Izuna onto Sasuke. But for the most part, Madara dotes on him. Because, again, Izuna. Though there's also probably a certain amount of genuine fondness Madara has grown for him

He only really gets violent if it looks like someone will try and take Sasuke away from him (particularly in a familial way, which is what got Itachi (almost) killed)

Naruto and Sakura are deemed safe by Madara because they too are under his control, and every prince does need a good knight.

He might even think their not so well hidden crushes would be good for him, because that way he can count on them to ruin any of Sasuke's future romantic prospects for him. And if Sasuke ends up getting with his knights, he will never have a reason to leave the castle, even once he's an adult. A win win for Madara!

Madara approaching Sakura and Naruto both, telling them he thinks theyre just soooo good at being knights and, obviously you know, as their king he will hope they give him lots of updates about Sasuke.

Both Sakura and Naruto are super starry eyed and all for it at first, but Sakura quickly realizes that Madara is asking them to spy on Sasuke for him.

Sasuke himself is not surprised and probable expects it. This is what Madara has done with every single other person that he's ever looked at longer than 3 seconds.

There is a reason Sasuke has no friends, and it's not just because he doesn't want any. That one time when he was 9 and he told his playmate that he missed his big brother and hoped he would come back soon, only for Madara to later drag him out of bed in the middle of the night, scream at him and threaten to send him to die on the front lines with his brother if he really wanted to be with him so bad— well, that kind of gave him trust issues. Understandably.

Thinking also that over the years, while Kakashi was at war, Madara was keeping Sakumo from going to see his son by claiming he needed him close to the palace. So, like, Sakumo interacting with Sasuke on and off over the years,,, just this occasional figure of stability Sasuke is never supposed to talk to for too long,, this man he knows Madara is scared of, who feels so warm to him.

And Sakumo, missing Kakashi so much, interacting with Sasuke thinking about how 'my son was this small, when your uncle sent him to die' and nearly crying about it later.

Anyways just sasusakunaru,,, prince sasuke and his two knights who enter the castle at like 12, starry eyed and fulled of hope— but slowly becoming disillusioned as they realize what kind of life Sasuke is really living.

Them going from swearing to protect their prince with all the strength and surety of a couple of hopeful kids with big dreams— to really, genuinely meaning it, and eventually helping him escape from Madara's hands.

And then ofc them fleeing to the Hatake dukedom, where Sakumo and Kakashi give him sanctuary and he gets to see Itachi again. Who, by the way, he thought was dead and had NO idea was here. Yayy!

Anyways!

Endgame of Kakashi and Obito overthrowing Madara and tossing him into the dungeons. Tobirama ends up dragging Madara out of the dungeons and they disappear into the night together, never to be seen again. (with the implications of a sudden very sharp shift in power between them something to think about off screen)

Sasuke becomes king bc neither Kakashi or Obito wants the throne, and rules with his trusty knights (and partners) Naruto and Sakura.

Obito is happy being a trophy wife for Kakashi, this is actually his ideal ending (after the horror and stress of adjusting to this new unknown life)

Sakumo meanwhile gets to be godfather of the first sasusakunaru kids and swears to protect the Uchiha family for as long as he can

The end, or something

[juuuulez]

Jules I'm gonna need to hear ur thoughts on hate-fucking with Travis.

Like he pulls out before you can finish or switches to your way midway through bc he's such an asshole but then he's like "wait I low-key like this girl" he's so fine I need him so bad

i have a long history of hate fuck fics on this account and i’m glad the legacy is continuing 😋

okay but season 3 travis and he’s sick of lottie and shauna and you and everyone making him feel like he’s crazy (he is)….

and he needs to take it all out in a way that isn���t just getting really drunk and you are just the perfect solution, because you say yes with very little resistance (i mean, c’mon, he’s hot who would say no).

it’s rough and it’s dirty on the floor of his hut, away enough from camp to not be suspicious, but the hammock wouldn’t hold up, so therefore: floor. and travis maybe enjoys seeing the evidence of him on you, the red indents from his fingers, the dirt on your cheek as you lay bare on the ground.

you’re clenching around him so perfectly and travis knows you’re close, by the part of your lips, that hazy look in your eyes. maybe this is a regular thing, and what started out as an outlet for his rage turned into something familiar he knows he can always come back to.

but travis will pull out before you can finish, using his strong arms to prop you up, manhandling you however he pleases. he places you back down on your stomach, bringing your hips up into the air.

“don’t finish,” he pants from behind. “i’m not done with you yet.”

and you’ll groan in annoyance, only quieting down when he finally slides back in, resuming the punishing pace. each smack of his hips is sure to bruise, grinding deep into spots you didn’t even know existed.

he definitely doesn’t talk a lot during sex either, not when he’s dominant. it’s all grunts and poorly muffled moans as he focused on emptying his brain and getting lost in this new power he gains whenever he’s near you.

all that tough and demanding persona melts away seemingly seconds after he cums, which he always does somewhere on your skin, no matter how many times you complain.

like he’ll go all quiet and help clean it up (because he isn’t cruel) before staring at you like somethings on his mind. you’ll think he’s being a weirdo and get up to leave which makes travis finally speak up.

“you could.. stay, if you wanted.” he’ll suggest awkwardly. “the hammock is big enough for two. it’s probably… more comfortable than the ground.”

and maybe he’s right, a hammock does sound nicer than the floor, albeit a floor covered in blankets. so you stay, and you let him hold you, because he’s a brooding weirdo but he’s your weirdo.

[brookediamonds]

can you make a fic where the fem reader and axel are sort of rivals (academically and athletically) where axel likes to tease the reader by calling her "princess" and its like a slow burn between the two, and theres lots of sexual tension between them, and they end up making out while sparring. (maybe even some slight smut) and love ur work btw!!

talk too much | Axel Kovačević x Fem! Reader

Summary: After four years of rivalry between you and Axel, you both come to your breaking points unable to avoid the friction that's been pent up.

Word Count: 3.7k Warnings: enemies to lovers, smut, oral (f receiving) 18+, minors dni

gif is not mine

The classroom was buzzing with conversations about the group projects due this week, but all you could focus on was him.

Axel sat beside you in his desk, one arm lazily draped over the back of his chair, the other tapping a pen against his textbook.

He was too relaxed, too smug for someone who was supposed to be under the same deadline as you.

Your group projects were due at the end of the week, and of course, you and Axel had been placed in separate teams, each tasked with presenting a solution to the same problem.

The entire class had turned it into a competition before the teacher even announced the assignment.

It was you versus him. Again.

For all of high school, you and Axel had competed for the best grades, best projects, extra credit, the number one spot as Valedictorian, and of course the best in karate.

Your eyes flickered to his notebook, his messy, slanted handwriting sprawled across the page, filled with calculations and notes that you knew were meant to be impressive.

You hated that you were impressed.

"You look stressed, princess." Axel’s voice cut through the noise, smooth and teasing as he leaned forward slightly. "Having trouble with the reading?"

You scoffed, setting your pen down with an audible clack. "I’d be more worried about yourself, Axel. You look awfully confident for someone who's about to lose."

"Oh? And what makes you so sure?" He tilted his head, a slow smirk curling at his lips.

"Because I actually did the research," you shot back, pushing a thick stack of highlighted notes toward him for emphasis. "While you were probably wasting time thinking of new ways to be insufferable."

Axel hummed, glancing at your papers before meeting your gaze again. "That’s cute. You really think memorizing a bunch of facts is gonna make up for a lack of creativity?"

Your jaw clenched, eyes narrowing towards him. "You—"

"Okay, everyone!" The teacher’s voice interrupted your brewing argument, forcing you both to pull back, but neither of you looked away.

Even as the teacher spoke, your eyes stayed locked in silent challenge.

You were going to crush him.

And he knew it.

Because he was thinking the same thing about you.

─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─

The classroom was alive with anticipation, the hum of whispers and rustling papers barely masking the brewing storm between you and Axel.

You sat across from him, arms crossed, eyes locked, the air between you crackling like a live wire.

The entire class had turned their attention to your teams, more specifically, to you and him.

It was no secret that every assignment, every challenge, every breath between you two had been a competition since freshman year.

And now, standing at the front of the class, presenting opposing solutions to the same project, it was clear that neither of you intended to back down.

Axel leaned against the podium in your debate class, his usual lazy smirk in place as he flipped through his notes.

"Your plan is logical," he admitted, tilting his head as if considering it. "But it’s also completely predictable. No originality, no risk."

Your eyes narrowed. "My plan is effective. It actually works. Unlike your overcomplicated mess of a solution."

A few classmates murmured at the sharpness in your voice, but Axel only grinned.

"Oh, princess," he drawled, leaning forward slightly. "Effective isn’t the same as best. And I like to win with a little style."

Your stomach flipped at the nickname, stupid, infuriating nickname, but you didn’t let it show.

"Then explain why your ‘stylish’ approach is statistically less reliable," you shot back, tapping the projected data on the board behind you. "Or do you just feel like it’s better?"

Axel exhaled sharply, pushing off the podium.

"You really think spitting out a bunch of numbers makes you right?" His voice was lower now, a little more serious, a little more challenging.

You lifted your chin. "I think facts do, yeah."

He stepped closer. "Then maybe—"

"OH MY GOD, JUST KISS ALREADY!"

A mix of laughter and gasps filled the room, the heat in your face skyrocketing.

You and Axel both snapped toward the interruption, only to find Hawk leaning back in his chair, arms crossed behind his head, looking absolutely thrilled with himself.

Axel went completely still beside you. He didn’t turn red, didn’t flinch, but his jaw ticked just slightly, just enough for you to notice.

"Shut. Up." You shot Hawk the deadliest glare you could muster.

Hawk only wiggled his eyebrows. "Not denying it, huh?"

The teacher sighed, rubbing his temples. "Enough. Both of you, sit down. Now."

You barely heard him. Your whole body was burning, but not from embarrassment, no, it was something else. Something worse.

Because when you turned back to Axel, he was already looking at you. Not with smugness. Not with amusement.

With something darker. Something unreadable.

You held his stare for a second longer than you should have before shoving past him toward your seat.

The tension in the room didn’t fade.

Neither did the tension between you and Axel.

And by the time the final bell rang, you knew this wasn’t over.

─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─

The dojo was empty except for the dim glow of the overhead lights and the faint echo of your breath.

You stood in the center of the mat, fists clenched, muscles coiled, waiting.

Axel stood across from you, mirroring your stance. He hadn't said a word when you'd challenged him after school, just given you a slow, knowing smirk and showed up here hours later.

No audience. No interruptions. Just you and him.

"Still mad about losing in class?" Axel taunted, rolling his shoulders. "Or do you just like spending extra time with me, princess?"

You rolled your eyes, stepping back into your beginning stance. "I came here to win."

"Then show me," Axel’s grin sharpens, moving back to hold his hands up.

The second he finished speaking, you lunged forward.

Fists met forearms, dodges turned into counters, steps became a blur across the mat. Every move, every strike, every dodge was charged.

It wasn’t just a fight. It was something else entirely, something unspoken but undeniable.

You swept his leg, he barely avoided it. He caught your wrist, you broke free in seconds. The frustration, the anticipation, the tension from the classroom, it was all bleeding into this.

You moved too fast, miscalculating your next step. Axel saw it before you did. He grabbed your arm, twisting effortlessly, sending you off-balance.

You stumbled, and before you could recover, he had you pinned against the mat.

His hands were braced on either side of your head, caging you in. His chest was rising and falling hard, just like yours.

Neither of you moved.

Neither of you breathed.

You should shove him off. You should say something sharp, something cutting, something, anything.

But you didn’t.

Because Axel was looking at you again. That look. The one from earlier. Dark. Intent. Certain.

And then he moved.

His lips crash against yours with a hunger that steals your breath. 

The impact is electric, violent, inevitable. His mouth is hot and demanding, nothing like the careful, uncertain kisses you've had before. 

This is raw. This is real. This is everything you've been pretending not to want.

Your body responds before your mind catches up, fingers digging into his shoulders, pulling him closer instead of pushing him away. 

He tastes like mint and the scent of his cologne, fills your lungs as you breathe him in, drowning in sensations you've denied yourself for too long.

Axel makes a sound against your mouth, something between a groan and a sigh, like he's both victorious and defeated at once. 

His fingers thread through your hair, cradling the back of your head against the mat. The weight of him presses you down, solid and warm against every inch of you.

A delicious pressure that makes your skin burn beneath your practice clothes.

You should hate this. You should hate him. But the line between hatred and desire has never been thinner.

"I knew it," he whispers against your mouth, his accent slipping through, thicker now with emotion. "I knew you wanted this as much as I did."

Something in you rebels at his smugness, even now. You bite his lower lip, not quite gently, and feel him tense above you.

"Don't flatter yourself," you breathe, but your hands betray you, sliding up his back, feeling the taut muscles shift beneath your fingertips.

Axel pulls back just enough to look at the blush upon your face. 

His eyes are almost luminous in the dim light of the dojo, pupils dilated with desire. His chest rises and falls against yours, the rhythm unsteady and quick.

You can feel his heartbeat hammering through his thin t-shirt, matching the frantic pace of your own.

"What?" you challenge, trying to sound defiant despite the breathlessness in your voice. "Surprised that I don't just roll over and surrender like everyone else?"

His laugh is low and appreciative, vibrating through you where your bodies connect. 

"God, no. That's exactly what I love about you." The word 'love' hangs in the air between you, neither acknowledged nor retracted. "You never make anything easy."

"I could say the same about you," you manage, trying to ignore how his thumb is now tracing slow circles against your temple, how his hips are pressed firmly against yours, how every slight movement sends sparks cascading through your body.

Axel's eyes drift down to your lips, swollen from his kisses. 

"Always fighting me," he murmurs. "Always pushing back."

His fingers trail down your neck, leaving a path of goosebumps in their wake. 

"You like the push back," you tease him, a smirk tugging at your lips. 

His eyes darken at your words, his fingers pausing their descent at the hollow of your throat. For a moment, you think you've pushed too far, said too much.

But then his lips curve into that infuriating smirk that's haunted your dreams for years.

"You have no idea," Axel whispers, his accent thickening with each word, "how fucking hot it is when you fight back."

The confession hangs between you, honest and raw in a way that makes your breath catch. His eyes hold yours, searching for something, permission, perhaps, or denial.

You give him neither, just the same challenging stare you've always offered.

His hand slides lower, skimming over your collarbone, down to where your practice shirt clings to your body. The touch is deliberate, testing, waiting for you to stop him. 

"Four years," he continues, voice rough. "Four years of watching you challenge everything I do. Four years of wondering what you'd taste like."

His words send a tremor through your body, a weakness you've never allowed yourself to show. 

"And now?" you ask, your voice barely audible in the empty dojo.

Axel's eyes flash with something primal. "Now I don't have to wonder anymore."

His eyes never leave yours as he begins to move, sliding down your body with deliberate slowness.

The mat crinkles beneath his knees as he repositions himself, his hands trailing fire along your sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. 

"Tell me to stop," he challenges, his voice a husky whisper that echoes in the empty space. "Tell me this isn't what you've been thinking about every time we've fought."

You say nothing, your chest rising and falling rapidly, the silence between you charged with years of tension finally breaking. Your silence is answer enough.

His fingers find the waistband of your gym shorts, hooking into the elastic with agonizing precision. 

"You’ve kept me waiting long enough," you breathe out, your attitude never failing to fully leave you. 

The corner of Axel's mouth twitches upward at your command, the challenge in your voice igniting something fierce in his eyes. 

"Always so demanding," he murmurs. "Even now."

Before you can retort, his fingers tighten on your waistband, and with one fluid motion, he drags your shorts down your legs. 

Your breath catches in your throat as Axel's eyes drop to take in what he's revealed.

There, in stark contrast to the dimly lit dojo, your neon yellow underwear practically glows against your skin. 

The bright, unapologetic color seems to capture everything about you that he's always found irresistible, bold, unexpected, refusing to be ignored.

Axel's breath catches visibly, his pupils dilating as he takes in the sight of you beneath him.

His fingers hover just above the bright fabric, trembling slightly. The first sign of uncertainty you've ever seen from him.

"Yellow," he murmurs, his voice rough with appreciation. "Of course it would be yellow. Bright enough to blind me."

You say nothing, can't say anything, your breath shallow and quick as you watch him watching you.

The cool air of the dojo raises goosebumps across your exposed thighs, a stark contrast to the heat pooling low in your belly.

"I should have known," he continues, "that even your underwear would be a statement. Nothing subtle about you, is there, princess?"

The term of endearment that normally makes you bristle now sends a shiver down your spine. 

Your lips part to respond, but the words die in your throat as Axel finally, finally reaches between your legs, softly running his fingers over the fabric covering your heat.

His touch sends an electrifying feeling through you. 

"God," he breathes, voice strained as he traces the outline of you through the thin material. "You're already so wet."

Your hips twitch involuntarily, seeking more pressure, more friction, more of him. His eyes flick up to catch yours, that infuriating smugness returning to his features.

"Impatient?" he asks, but his voice lacks its usual edge, replaced by something darker, hungrier.

"You talk too much," you manage to say, though your voice trembles betrayingly.

Axel's laugh is low and dangerous. "Maybe. But I want to hear you say it."

You groan impatiently, sitting up on your elbows to yell at him before he gives in. The words form on your tongue, sharp and biting, ready to slice through his smugness, but they never make it past your lips.

Because Axel leans forward in one swift motion, pressing his mouth against the thin yellow fabric between your legs. 

The heat of his breath seeps through immediately, and your planned insult dissolves into a gasping moan that echoes through the empty dojo.

Your head falls back, elbows nearly giving way as the sensation ripples through your body.

The ceiling blurs above you, the lights creating halos in your vision as you struggle to process the feeling of his mouth against you.

"That's better," he murmurs against your inner thigh, his lips moving against your sensitive skin. "Much better than arguing."

His fingers hook into the sides of your underwear, tugging them down your legs with deliberate slowness. 

The bright yellow fabric slides against your skin, catching slightly on your ankles before he frees them completely. 

You watch, breath suspended in your lungs, as Axel brings the underwear to his face, inhaling deeply with his eyes closed.

"I'm keeping these," he declares, his voice rough and possessive.

Before you can protest, he folds the bright yellow fabric with surprising care and tucks it deep into the pocket of his gym shorts. 

The sight of your most intimate garment disappearing into his possession sends a forbidden thrill through you, something primal and possessive that you've never felt before.

"You can't just—" you start to object, propping yourself up on your elbows.

"I can," he interrupts, pressing a hand to your sternum and gently pushing you back down. "And I will. Something to remember this by."

He leans over you sloppily brushing his lips against yours, before he slides back down between your legs, pressing soft yet firm kisses to the insides of your thighs. 

Your protests die on your lips, replaced by a sharp intake of breath as his kisses move higher up your thighs. Each press of his mouth is deliberate, calculated, leaving no doubt about his destination.

He's taking his time. Savoring the journey. Making you wait.

Typical Axel. Even here, even now, he has to be in control.

His breath ghosts across your center, so close yet not touching, the anticipation building to an almost unbearable pressure. 

Your hips rise slightly, seeking contact, but his strong hands press down on your thighs, holding you in place.

"Always so impatient," he murmurs against your skin, his accent thicker now, rougher. "You never could wait for anything, could you?"

You open your mouth to snap back at him, but the words transform into a gasping moan as he finally, finally presses his lips to your center. 

You gasp, your fingers instinctively reaching down to tangle in his light brown hair.

Axel makes a sound against you, something between a growl and a moan, that vibrates through your core. 

His tongue traces a slow, long path along your folds, exploring you with the same meticulous attention he gives everything that matters to him.

"Fuck," he breathes against you, pulling back just enough to look up at your flushed face. "You taste even better than I imagined."

Your back arches as his strong hands lift your thighs over his shoulders, changing the angle. You can't hold back the moan that escapes you.

"Tell me, princess," he murmurs against your inner thigh, "have you thought about this too? About me?"

You open your mouth to deny it, to lie, but his tongue finds your center again and the truth spills out instead.

"Yes." A breathless admission. "All the time."

His eyes flash up to meet yours, triumphant. Hungry. "I knew it."

He devours you then, all pretense of teasing gone. His mouth works against you with the same intensity he brings to everything, relentless, skilled, determined to win.

His tongue circles your clit before flattening against it, the pressure perfect and maddening.

Your fingers tighten in his hair. You're making sounds he could only hear in his dreams, to hear them now out loud, was captivating. 

The pressure builds inside you, winding tighter with each stroke of his tongue. Your head thrashes against the mat, control slipping away with every second.

"Axel—" His name tears from your throat, half-warning, half-plea.

He doesn't stop. If anything, he intensifies his efforts, one hand sliding up to grip your hip, pinning you firmly against his mouth. 

His other hand moves between your legs, fingers teasing your entrance before slowly pressing inside.

The intrusion makes you gasp, walls clenching around his fingers as he curls them forward, finding that spot inside you that makes your vision blur.

"That's it," he murmurs against you, his voice vibrating through your core. "Let go for me. Show me."

Your rivalry, your pride, your stubborn need to win, none of it matters now. There's only sensation, only Axel

The tension in your body builds to a crescendo. Your back arches off the mat, pleasure radiating from your core in waves.

You try to bite back the sounds escaping your throat, but Axel's relentless attention tears them from you.

"Stop fighting it," he growls against your flesh. "Let me hear you."

His fingers curl inside you again, his tongue circling your clit with devastating precision. Your thighs begin to tremble against his shoulders.

"Axel!" His name breaks from your lips as the first waves of your orgasm crash through you. Your body convulses, inner walls pulsing around his fingers.

He doesn't stop. Doesn't even slow down. His eyes remain fixed on your face, watching you come undone with an intensity that only heightens your pleasure.

Axel doesn't relent, drawing out your climax until you're trembling, oversensitive, pushing weakly at his shoulders.

"You're beautiful when you let go," he murmurs, his accent thick with desire. "When you stop fighting me."

You want to bite back, but you're too boneless, too sated to summon your usual fire.

Instead, you watch through half-lidded eyes as he lowers his head again, this time pressing his lips to the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

He doesn't say anything as he kisses the inside of your thighs again, this time leaving love bites and hickies to mark you as his. 

The first press of his teeth against your sensitive skin makes you gasp. 

The sensation borders on pain before melting into something else entirely, something primal and possessive that makes your stomach tighten all over again.

Axel takes his time, methodical in his attention. Each mark is placed with deliberate care, high enough to be hidden during the day, but positioned where only he would know they exist. 

His eyes flick up to yours after each one, gauging your reaction, seeking permission without words.

You should protest. Should tell him to stop. These marks are declarations, claims staked on your body that will remain long after you leave this dojo. 

But you don't. 

Instead, you thread your fingers through his hair, neither pulling him away nor pulling him closer. Just holding him there, in this moment.

"So you get my underwear and I get your…" You trail off as he finishes leaving his trail of markings on your skin. 

He smirks, completing your sentence for you. "My undivided attention. My mouth. My fingers. My..." His eyes darken, flickering down your body then back to your face. "Everything."

You shift beneath him, propping yourself up on your elbows, still trembling slightly from your release. His everything.

"Is that right?" you challenge, finding your voice again. "Your everything? Pretty bold claim for someone who's only gotten started."

Axel's eyes darken at your words, pupils dilating. His fingers trace idle patterns on your thighs, each touch sending aftershocks through your sensitized body.

"You doubt me?" His accent thickens with each word, rolling off his tongue in a way that makes your stomach tighten. 

You push yourself up fully, closing the distance between your faces. Your legs are still draped over his shoulders, your body still exposed to his hungry gaze.

The position would make you feel vulnerable, but instead, you feel powerful, seeing the raw need etched across his features.

"Take me home and show me properly," you say teasingly biting your lip.

Axel's eyes flash at your challenge, something primal and possessive darkening his features. His hands tighten on your thighs before sliding down to grip your waist, pulling you up against him in one fluid motion.

You're suddenly pressed chest to chest, your legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. His arousal presses against you through his gym shorts, hard and insistent.

"Careful what you ask for, princess," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "I've been holding back."

Your fingers dig into his shoulders, feeling the taut muscles beneath his thin t-shirt. 

"I've never known you to hold back anything."

He laughs, the sound low and dangerous. 

"You have no idea."

And just like that, your shorts are back on, with Axel hot on your heels as you both beeline for your cars, and speed to your home where you have finally crossed the line between being rivals to now lovers.

─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─

Masterlist

Taglist: @ggrgcribg

(a/n: i loved this one a little too much, the enemy trope is so fun to write. a little off topic but do any of y'all follow along Jackie and Shadow the eagles? they remind me of my sunshine!axel x grumpy!reader trope, i might write a one shot on that bc it's so funny the way Jackie puts up with Shadow 😭🤣 anywho, hope you enjoyed this

ps. sorry i got carried away with the smut)

[ajearthlinggg]

exposing you based on your fav will wood/wwatt song (my longest post)

A lot of these have nothing to do with the song. They're basically headcannons lmao. My Blake Jennings is showing

No instrumental chnt except Rhumba sorry

i started this in June enjoy

EIAL

6up 5oh copout: its low hanging fruit to say you hate cops, and I'm taking it. You hate cops.

Skeleton Appreciation whatever the fuck: Covid RUINED you

Front Street: you like Heathers

Aikido!: how's that obsessiveness and inability to let go going?

White Knuckle Jerk: you also like nu metal for the same reason. (Its incredibly horny)

Cover This Song: same as Aikido but only with your exes omg do not text them they are assholes

Thermodynamic Lawyer: PLEASE take time to calm down when you get overstimulated I promise if you don't do anything abt it you will have such a terrible mental breakdown

Red Moon: YOU LISTEN TO MALE MANIPULATOR MUSIC STOP TRYING TO HIDE IT YOU CANT BE IN THE RADIOHEAD CLOSET FOREVER

Lysergide daydream: I honestly do not like this song at all so you get a pass (don't kill me)

The First Step: you're usually quiet but you know how to SCREAM.

Jimmy Mushroom: you're usually quiet but- I'm just kidding. You're always quiet

Chemical Overreaction: you're usually quiet but if- I'm just kidding. You are never quiet

Everything is a lot/dte: insomnia. I dont know why,but insomnia

Self-ish

self/ish: closet theatre kid

2012: fast talker to a not comprehendible level

Cotard Solution: turn off the v-sauce it is 2 am

Mr. Capgras: turn off the 🌽 it is 2 am

The Song With Five Names: you have incredible taste. You can't describe that taste, but hey, its incredible

Hand me my shovel: you were the only talented kid in your elementary music class

Dr. Sunshine is Dead: you love the smell of cigarettes

TNA

Suburbia overture: BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD BPD

222: your English teacher loves you (you're so goddamn gay)

Laplace's Angel: your English teacher hates you. How do I know? Because you can't pronounce anything (its la-plass-es not la-place-is)

i/me/myself: you have to beat off the fake fan allegations with a stick everyday

Wbtta: hey queen. How are those hyperfixations going

Outliars and hyppocrates: you spell the title wrong every. damn. time.

bbw: same as 2012 but holy shit triple it.

Marsha, thankk you: dyslexia and ADHD

Love, me normally: I get it. I'm not even gonna expose you. You already have it bad enough

Momento Mori: you are just SO quirky! (knives whisper things to you when you hold them)

Icimi

Tomcat Disposables: you'd shove photos of your pets in your friends faces even if they were dangling off a bridge

Becoming the last names: you either have wonderful parents in a happy relationship or your parents have been divorced for years and you will never relate to this song

Cicada Days: stop using self deprecating humor around the wrong people PLEASE

Euthanasia: this song is a masterpiece I have nothing to say about you.

Falling Up: WONDERFUL TASTE. AMAZING CHOICE. NO RECOLLECTION OF YOUR CHILDHOOD.

That's enough: you love Alex g you just don't know it yet

Um its kind of a lot: you either already love Scott pilgrim or it will happen. Its a canon event

Half decade hangover: omg twinn!! I have an addictive personality, too!

(I feel like this is a good time to say don't take these too seriously)

You liked this: ...what?

The main character: you can't relate to the song, you hate yourself

Sdrr: IF I SEE ONE MORE PERSON TAKING THIS SONG SUPER SERIOUSLY IM GONNA LOSE MY SHIT YDHZJABXV

Bfb: ur just a silly lil guy

Willard!: you're a therian. There is no human explanation to this.

white noise: you love pink floyd you just don't know it yet

Atkf: HOW TF DID I FORGET THIS ONE anyways you get bad habits (nail biting, staying up too late. Etc)

CHNT

Yes to err: you are still waiting for chnt season 2 BC you want to see what happens with Adam

Your body, my temple: I have a strong feeling you have a tummy ache right now

Venetian Blind Man: you love nobody sexually you just don't know it yet (this is a very ace choice idk why)

Rhumba of Death: you LOVE Halloween

When Somebody Needs You: Tyler the Creator is probably your favorite rapper

Live

Trww

Self/ish: You can't sleep if your room has the SLIGHTEST amount of light in it

10-4 6-up: unlike the original, you don't just hate cops, you hate anybody who can tell you what to do (your teachers are probably just trying to do their job. please)

Cotards Solution: you can't sleep without background noise

Dr Sunshine Lives!: You never get sick physically (mentally on the other hand...)

Where do you get off: omg the horniest of the horny. Gerard Way on stage levels of horny. Nine Inch Nails levels of horny. (Or you really like Umbrella Academy idk why)

Aikido: you can't relate to it. You hate everybody

Take a break grab some water this is getting long

Thermodynamic Lawyer: you have gotten kicked out of restaurants because of how loud you are

Front Street: WE GET IT. IT'S BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL.

Wasting away again: I am so sorry holy shit

Hand me my (x), I'm (y): you suck at algebra

The First Step: you wish you could do the AUGHHHHHHHH

2012: severe social anxiety

Mr capgras: literally the opposite of 2012 (live)

Chemical Overreaction: you know so many random fun facts

Fibrodysplasia: I'm not even gonna talk about your mental issues because I will be banned from this app (which is pretty much impossible)

Icid

Cicada Days: you also get a pass fuck I'm so sorry

The main character okay you ACTUALLY can relate to it

Icimi: OMG I LOVE YOU

atkf: you cry every day even if you aren't sad

Becoming the last names: please don't become a Disney adult

Vampire ref: LISTEN TO MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN PUTTING IT OFF AND IK YOU LOVE HOT VAMPIRE MUSIC

Half decade hangover: oh my god talk to somebody it'll be okay I'm so sorry

Tsw5n: you love the way he says "what the fuck"

Euthanasia: once again, ANOTHER PASS. IM SO SORRY I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY

Jimmy Mushrooms: You. Me. Marriage. Now.

Laplaces Angel: you listen to LitWTC

i/me/myself: you were trying to separate yourself from the normal i/me/myself fans

The first step: idk why but you REALLY like lemonade

skeleton appreciation day: you can NOT play any instrument

tomcat disposables: you love concept albums

White noise: unlike cotards, you need to sleep in SILENCE

Love me normally: arctic monkeys. that's all I have to say. idk what about them but, yeah

misanthrapologist: GAY QUEER LGBT HOMOSEXUAL FRUITY ZESTY ROMANTICALLY ATTRACTED TO PEOPLE OF THE SAME GENDER

Falling up: wonderful taste once again please don't become a Disney adult

thats enough let's get you home: you say "YIPPIE!!" a lot

And if I did: god made you shy because he knew if you weren't you would be unstoppable

[kimberlygbart]

Role Swap AU Masterpost

If you're old enough in my blog then you remember [this]

Yeah in the end I never even updated that, it's almost a year since the mod was actually released but hey I'm here!

This also might be the last post regarding the AU. It's over fr, I've reached my dream in wanting to release a mod of it and getting fanart sooo yay, the AU is done for, but dw! I've kept Whitmore, turned him into an OC.

If I don't forget to post again lol Y'all will see more of him!

Anyways here is the mod!!!

Above it's all art I've made for it alongside a GIF :P

And below the cut, you will find more links, such as gameplay and all the music! INCLUDING the full-ass complete lore of the AU!

ya that's right!! Community game played my game ain't that crazy! Okay so here is all you need to know:

This is an AU where Whitty (now who's referred as Whitmore as his last name only) and Updike (Gabriel in this AU, he doesn't know his last name or anything since he was abandoned) switch places. ONLY they do in this AU, all others stay the same. Conrad Whitmore was raised by The Greater Good (similar concept to SCP) after being found in abandoned and crashed down lab as a doomsday experiment. TGG saw him as an useful tool Being fed well and trained since childhood, he's naturally taller and bigger than average Whitty. Also more tired. Just because Conrad had a good childhood doesn't mean he was free of trauma btw ☝ He had many experiments done on him such as vivisectomy, endoscopy and multiple blood tests and even organ removals, however he was often manipulated by TGG into doing this of free will, ever since as a kid.

For those who ask "well what about Carol? Does she still date the Whitty from this universe?" yes she did! Hex and Carol are/were still Conrad's closest people he has had in his life But Carol eventually broke up with Conrad once she learnt the true nature of his job. A big rift developes between them, with her trying to desperately convince him TGG is not the better solution it claims to be, while Conrad defends it with his life for is the only thing he knows. Their fights escalate a lot, until she visits him in his office. Needless to say it didn't go well.

I have an animatic as well! In a resume, their (verbal) fights gets him so agitated, he enters his ballistic stage where he hasn't felt that in years besides while a kid. And during his rage he pulls the trigger while Carol calls him names (monster being one). TGG covers the crime, the lyrics are important btw!

This all happened when Conrad was 21, Carol's death is tragic enough he enter a depressive episode + is taken back to his 'original bunker house' (where he was raised) by TGG for 5 years for reevaluation. Hex is the only one who knows what happened because Conrad told him. That's pretty much the lore? I think? UH anywasy tldr I became so attached to Conrad I've scrapped the 'swap' alternate reality of it and turned him into Whitty's twin brother (and Carol isn't dead there).

Also out of respect for Sock.Clip, Gabriel, or TGG no longer exists, I'm just dumping this here to be registered in my tumblr since it was the only social media I never uploaded the lore of my AU completely. But yes, swap whitty is fully dead, ofc ppl can make art for it duh, I just mean I won't be making content of it ever again, Conrad instead is being brought to the 'original' fnf world, and will be currently Whitty's twin, but his lore or story has been completely rebooted.

Thank you for reading all this damn ur a true homie!!!

[damiansgoodgirll]

Hiii I love Ur judgment day x readers they are so adorable

Could you please write a JD (Platonic) x Reader where Y/n gets in a bad fight with their partner and they comfort them

the judgment day x reader (platonic)

‼️cheating and gaslighting, your bf name in this is alexander bc my ex name is alexander and now i hate alexanders

(i love this pic btw)

i don’t wanna love

“you’re overacting!” your boyfriend alexander kept screaming at you.

overreacting?

“so you’re telling me there’s nothing between the two of you? that i’ve been hallucinating for the past month?” you screamed back, tired of trying talking with him.

“there’s nothing between me and her” he said, lying. because of course you had the proofs that he was cheating, that he was seeing someone else while you were out touring.

“how can i fucking believe you when i have proofs!”

“what proofs?” he asked, not caring about the whole cheating part.

“the pictures of you two together? the messages? the-…”

“you went over my phone without even asking me?” he was angrier that before.

“i did! because you wouldn’t tell me the truth! you can’t deny what i just found!”

“okay, fine! i cheated, is that what you wanted me to say? i did it, and i wasn’t proud of it but you were always gone and i was here alone waiting for you every week to come home, i got tired and i wanted to have some fun and one night i went to this club where i met her, and she was always there for me, it wasn’t just sex, there was a connection…she understood me, she was there when you were out wrestling with your friends!” he said, not feeling guilty at all.

you couldn’t believe he was blaming him cheating on you on the fact that you were away from home because of your job.

“i can’t believe it that you are blaming your fucking childish behaviour on me being away because of my job!”

“i needed you and you weren’t there!” he kept screaming.

“so the best solution was fucking some bitch you met at the bar uh?” you were done with it “you have ten minutes to pack your things and get out of my house!”

“what are you talking about? where am i supposed to go?” he asked you.

“i don’t know, ask my replacement if you can stay at her’s, i don’t care, now, move before i call the police. this is my house, do you remember?” you said locking yourself in the guest bedroom and waiting for him to be over with packing.

you were sure you heard him closing the door once he was done packing and leaving your house. you were too tired to even go back into the master bedroom that you cried yourself to sleep right where you were.

the morning after you were supposed to go at rhea’s as you guys needed to prepare your upcoming match but you were drained and had no energy. you felt like shit and all you wanted to do was staying in bed and cry.

the team immediately knew something was up when you didn’t show up at her place. so instead of calling your or texting, you found them in front of your door.

“what are you doing here?” you asked them.

“we were worried. you didn’t show up, you didn’t call or text, we thought you were sick or that something happened…wait, were you crying?” rhea stopped when she saw your red eyes.

“no” you lied.

“whats going on love?” finn soft voice almost made you want to cry again. he always had a soft spot for you, treating you like a daughter.

“i just…i wanna be alone today…now, can you please go?” you almost begged them but they got it as an invitation to come inside so now you found yourself with your friends sitting on your couch, waiting for an explanation from you.

“what is going on uh?” damian asked you again.

“alexander and i broke up…” you whispered and waited for them to talk but they let you continue “he was cheating on me and i found out…instead of apologising he blamed it on me, saying that it was my fault because i was away touring and he needed me here…i just…what did i do wrong?” you cried again and now rhea was sitting next to you, holding you in her arms.

“you didn’t do anything wrong y/n…” she whispered.

“he was saying how much he wanted to marry me, to have a family with me just to find out that he was fucking someone else behind my back…it fucking hurts because i was ready to be with him for the rest of my life…i really loved him” you cried harder and rhea swore that alexander was a dead man.

“hey…” finn, the parental figure inside the whole group sweet talked to you “it’s not worth it…crying for him? it’s not worth it, he’s not worth it…i know you’re hurting right now and it will hurt for a while but eventually it’ll pass…it’ll get better, trust me…”

“thank you…” you whispered.

still crying in rhea’s arms as she let you. you never experienced such heartbreak and the pain you were feeling was too much.

“i just don’t understand how it went so downhill…everything was going perfectly…i would have noticed if something was wrong but i swear, everything looked normal” you cried.

“it’s not your fault love” finn said.

“finn’s right, you couldn’t have noticed…if he was acting normal, you couldn’t have noticed the sudden changes in his persona…i’m so sorry it happened to you, you don’t deserve it…” dominik said while sitting on the carpet, in front of you.

“i swear… i don’t wanna fall in love anymore” hearing such words coming from you hurt the group. you’ve always been the sweet and romantic one, you’ve always dreamed of a fairytale life and now you believed everything was a lie.

rhea looked sad “don’t say that love, it’s just a phase but you will feel better, i promise you”

of course. you were complaining about your disastrous love life with dom, who just got married, rhea, who’s gonna get married soon, finn, who’s been married for years and damian, someone that wasn’t looking for love and couldn’t understand anything about love.

“it’s easy coming from you…you’re all happy and in a healthy relationship, you all trust each other and i’m pretty sure you’ve never been cheated on” you regretted immediately saying that but you were hurting.

“we had our painful break ups too honey…” rhea said. she knew you were hurting so she didn’t mind it.

“did they cheat on you?” you asked them.

“no but…”

“exactly” you said, drowning your head in your pillows.

“what rhea was trying to say is that break ups are always hurtful, whether you get cheat on or not…and this pain you’re feeling, will get better, in a month or two you’ll be feeling better…” damian spoke softly to you. knowing that you were already in pain and that he didn’t want to upset you more.

“we will leave you alone if you want to…” rhea said, not wanting to leave you alone but she knew you probably needed time for yourself.

“no please…” you said shocking everyone.

“okay…then we’ll stay here…we can watch a movie if you want to” finn suggested and you all agreed.

“no rom com please” you said making them laugh.

rhea’s idea was to watch a horror movie but while they were all watching the movie you ended up falling asleep, too tired for all the tears you’ve been crying.

[mywifealhaitham]

Hello again, I really love your post!

If you don’t mind… can you write Sunday with Layla! reader?

Like he will watch you in awe while you are writing thesis (actually it’s sleep walking and other Layla do it)

If you have trouble to sleep, he will tuck you to bed or Robin will sing you a lullaby? (They will drag you into bedroom while ignore your worry protest about deadline..)

welcome back anonkins ^_^ glad ur enjoying my works!

he's lowkey a hypocrite when it comes to you, constantly telling you to rest more and to stop constantly writing thesis papers, yet he stays up in his office half the time.

he's very interested in your other personality and is honestly so impressed on how they can write up papers quickly and efficiently even if appears you're asleep.

as a solution to your constantly sleepiness yet insomnia he makes you you're own dreamscape place, it's a quiet and comfortable office filled with walls on books and papers that you can use for papers. it's decorated nicely with dim lighting as not to hurt your eyes yet your still able to see what's in front of you, some star and moon decorations for pure aesthetic and of course a comfortable lounge area.

in the dreamscape you're probably unable to feel tired but if you do wish to rest your mind it's always open and inviting for you. if anything sunday himself probably uses it more than you. he finds your presence comforting and after a long day of work he finds it nice to listen to your pen scribbling away and your beautiful face.

but in reality if your really struggling after days of constant work then he definitely calls Robin up for a quick lullaby and she's very willing to help. She's probably able to be able to almost hypnotize you with the harmony power if your struggling very badly. but on days we're you're able to sleep with little to no extra help sunday is right next to you snuggling you close and playing with your hair, whispering sweet words into the shell of your ear and leaving soft and angelic kisses over your peacefully drozy face until sleep consumes you.

And of course on days we're he cannot sleep with you he tucks you in and always makes sure the last thing you feel are his lips on your forehead ♡

[wangxianficfinder]

Fic Finder

June 4th

~*~

1. For the next Fic Finder, I read this long time ago and can't remember the title but it was a long fic (one shot) and I remember it was an AU (kinda futuristic from what I remember) where Wei Ying was a werewolf shifter and he was on the run when he got transported/summoned to another world by some mages Lan Zhan being among them when he first came to the new world. There's some magic academy mystery they needed his help with and in the end Wei Ying stays in the new world with Lan Zhan. I also remember towards the end, the reason Lan Zhan was involved and so intrigued by Wei Ying because his brother turned into a werewolf but with none of his humanity and he was trying to find a solution to save him. Wei Ying was helping with him when he went back with Lan Zhan to his home.

I would be so grateful if anyone knows this fic!! @cara-tanaka

FOUND? Ribbons and Heartsongs by jeyhawk (E, 36k, WangXian, Fantasy AU, Science Fiction AU, Dimension Travel, Case Fic, Loss of Virginity, Marriage Proposal, Pining, Sharing a Bed, Anal Sex, WWX is a werewolf, but it's not a typical werewolf au)

~*~

2. Hi mojo! Just want to say ur blog is soooooo helpfull and i am on it everyday!!! I was looking for this fic where lwj and wwx get stuck in a coffin because there are some thiefs who break in to find something id remember and lwj gets dirty with wwx and *ahem*😏 f**gers (fingers) him and wwx starts screaming for help. That's all.Hope you can help me find it 🥺.Thank you, Bye Mojo 👋🏻

Found?🔒 Tomb raider by Aki_no_hikari (E, 6k, WangXian, Case Fic, Anal Fingering, Dry Humping, wangxian have sex in a coffin)

~*~

3. Hello! I've read a couple years ago a WangXian fic in Modern AU, I believe it was.

I don't remember if it was pwp or not, but I wanna read it again! lwj might have been a university professor or TA, I don't remember. I know wwx came by earlier then his pears for the lecture / test, things happened and he got on to work. Blowjob lwj under the desk with the other students taking a test. Something like this.

Please help me find it! 😭😭

FOUND? but you brought me to my knees by orphan_account (E, 3k, WangXian, Modern, College/University, Shameless Smut, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Under-Desk Blow Jobs, Face-Fucking, Choking Spanking, (just once), Cock Slut, Crossdressing, Teacher-Student Relationship, PWP)

~*~

4. hello! I went through all of my bookmarks to find a fic I suddenly thought of but unfortunately, I couldn't find it. I only remembered a scene where alpha!wwx gave something to omega!lwj (not really sure if it was a suppressant, but if I remember it right, it's something he could use to conceal his scent) jiang cheng was with wwx when he gave it to lwj. wwx also had a conversation with jyl about why a certain omega's scent bothers him (not bother in a bad way). I don't know if it was a getting together fic but yeah, wwx had some realizations. that's all I have. I would appreciate the help! thank youuu!

~*~

5. Hey there, love the work you do, giving me reading material for years. This time I come before you because I failed to track my fics like an amateur.

So this fic was had age reversal among the twin jades and there was something about lwj bonding with nmj as big bros. Pretty sure wangxian was involved, not sure though.

Ik it's all over the place but let me know if you find it.

FOUND? Strong enough to carry him- he ain't heavy, he's my brother. by Starlitverses (Not Rated , 5k, LXC & LWJ, WangXian, LWJ & NMJ, LXC & NHS & NMJ, WIP, Twin Jades of Lan Dynamics, Brotherly Love, LXC Deserves Happiness, Protective LWJ, Age Swap, First jade LWJ, Second Jade LXC, Sect Leader LWJ, LWJ being the protective older brother, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives,bFluff and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt LWJ, Hurt LXC , LXC & WWX Friendship, Protective Older Brothers, NMJ & LWJ bonding over their little brothers, WangXian learn actual communication, Meddling LXC, you thought older brother LXC was scary? LWJ is worse, Older LWJ, Older WWX, everyone loves and wants to protect LXC, LXC-centric, LWJ will destroy anyone that hurts his brother) haven't read it but the tags sound like what you were looking for!

~*~

6. Fic Finder ask: Idr anything else, but I vividly remember this one paragraph where WWX and LWJ were in a relationship(I think it was young love but it might not have been, I just remember picturing them very young and wwx in his og body) and WWX was working hard on something(I think it was talisman related but that’s also a variable)and to take a break from it he’d turn to LWJ and jump him req-ing “rape” which was just shorthand for woo hoo with cannon kinks.(which was explained in the text)

~*~

7. Hi!! I've looked for this fic on ao3 and my bookmarks list but I was unable to find it, maybe I've been filtering with wrong tags or keywords.

But from what I remember, it was an au where if you love someone enough, the first time you touch them you leave a colored mark on them. Wwx has left his signature red on most people, but has never had any marks left on him, not even from jyl. So he always covers himself up and wears gloves, accepting he'd never be loved, until of course Lwj leaves a blue hand print on him. It isn't a soulmate au though, I don't exactly remember if it was canon settings or modern settings.

Hope you can find it easily and many thanks for your hardwork :> @songtaegguk

That sounds like one of these -

FOUND? leading tone by silencemostofall (G, 32k, WangXian, Modern AU, Soulmates, with a lil twist, Eventual Happy Ending, Music, Orchestra, [Podfic] Leading Tone by silencemostofall by Beria1021)

FOUND? pastel by antebunny (G, 6k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Soulmates, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Self-Esteem Issues, Misunderstandings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unrequited Love, but not actually, no courtesy names)

FOUND? Mark me with your devotion by orphan_account (M, 18k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Soulmates, soulmate AU with a twist, The twist is not a curse though, I'm sorry but everyone is kind of toxic in this, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, A-Yuan is adorable, First Time, Canon-typical Sex, Cultivation Partners, Fluffy wangxian, Nothing else is all that fluffy, Night-hunting together, Their studies are different that's why they keep going on missions and not staying in Gusu much)

~*~

8. Hi! There is a fic that i want to read again. The problem is, not only i don't remember much of the story, i don't know if this fic is from this fandom or detective conan. But i'm sure it's from this fandom. It's modern au where there are serial killer on the loose. WWX investigate it. He has an ability to see the corpse's past (i think he has an ability? Not sure about this part). But even with his ability, he can't solve it. There are connection between the victim. Their connection is the next victim is the one that found the previous victim (again i'm not sure if it only the one that found the body or other witnesses too). The state of their body is brutal. There are some evidence of torture. WWX investigate this until he become the target because he found the newest victim. I think he was kidnapped and when he wake up he is in a room. I don't know how to explain it but he tried to escape like the previous victims but the room or more like the place he was in is full of trap. If you ever watch danganronpa v3 side despair, the place is similar to when Nanami Chiaki died. Thats all i can remember. I trully hope its not my imagination. Thank you! @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

unfortunately is not it! If i remember correctly, they all work in police force and WWX work as forensic i think?

Hi! Im from fic finder June 4th #8. I found the fic. Its Slaughter House by Duochanfan. The detail i gave was a bit off. WWX is not the victim (a shame really...) And there was no connection between the victim

NOT FOUND! I don’t know if this is it but th me description vaguely reminds me of Post Mortem by Cataclysmic_Calamity (E, 178k, WangXian, Psychological Horror, Modern, friends with benefits, they're both fucked up but they love each other so much, Slow Burn Mystery, Unnegotiated Kink, Dom/sub, Anal Sex, Consensual Non-Consent, Stalking, Drug Addiction, Serial Killers, in WWX's desire to critique the 'final girl' trope he accidentally becomes one, Angst with a Happy Ending, meta commentary on the horror and true crime genres) If nothing else it’s a good read!

FOUND! Slaughter House by Duochanfan (M, 24k, WangXian , NieLan, ChengSang, Angst, Drama, Crime Scenes, Crime Drama, Psychometric! WWX, Coroner WWX, detective LWJ, Detective JC, slight romance, Amnesia, Past Kidnapping, Murder Mystery, Reference to Autopsies, dead bodies, Single Parent!WWX, Modern AU)

~*~

9. Hi, fic finder request pls: I've been searching for this one specific wangxian fic i read an year or so ago on ao3. AU: mordern world, a/b/o, heavy angsty plot with a happy ending, i cant recall the tags n no matter how much i browse it's like the fic never existed but i kind of remember the plot: ""wei ying got $Aed (sexually assaulted) by a stalker n lan zhan blaimed him for cheating?(i don't exactly remeber) so WY disappeared later found out that he was prego ..gave birth to his baby all alone (i remember crying 10 times) later our alphaLZ regrets everything and finds him and tries to help him anyway possible and to have a fresh start :') but one day wei ying goes into heat n the stalker finds him but lz comes through and saves wei ying and they bond and become mate... happy ever after"" I've been dying to read it again :") I'd really appreciate if you're able to find it.

Thank you!!!

~*~

10. Hello!!! This is my first time asking, you guys truly do god’s work!!!!

I’m looking for a fic where jiang yanli was reincarnated as wei wuxian’s child? I think it might have been the second part to a series and it may have involved a time traveling wei wuxian, though i’m not completly sure. I think in the summary it refers to Jiang Cheng as a neibhour who’s also reincarnated.

Thanks so much in advance!!! @avocadokichi

FOUND? sounds like the third part of 结局难更改 (the ending is hard to change) Series by PorcupineGirl (G, 50k, WangXian, Modern with Magic AU, Canon Divergence, Time travel, Reincarnated LWJ & LXC, YL WWX, Reincarnation, Secret Identity, Identity reveal)

~*~

11. So there's this timetravel fic where teen wangxian meets older wangxian and teenLWJ is upset futureLZ's husband is not WWX.

Teenji dont realise HGJ's husband is wy in mxy's body and is quite rude to both hgj & his husband for betraying his pure love.

Does this ring any bell? @imstillthinkingaboutithmm

Hanguangjun's husband is not the fic i was looking for.

There's only four characters in the fic, teenwylz and olderwylz. They meet in the jingshi and teenwylz are the ones who timetravelled

NOT FOUND! Hanguang-jun's Husband by lilacevergarden (alittlemorecreative) (T, 6k, WangXian, Time Travel, Jealous WWX)

~*~

12. Hi, I'm hoping you can help me find this fic. It takes place during the Cloud Recess study arc. I remember the Jiang's arrive at Cloud Recess to discuss Wei Wuxian marrying Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian was confused as to why they thought he was in love with Lan Wangji, until Jiang Yanli and Madam Yu reminded him that he sent letters with bunnies with red and white ribbons in the margins kissing. The story had a happy ending. I'd appreciate any and all help in finding this story. @amalthia

~*~

13. For fic finder please! I am looking for a fic where Wei Wuxian was blind or maybe just color blind. This is revealed in the Burial Mounds Settlement days when a-Yuan is learning colors and Wei Wuxian teaches him the wrong color for a radish (because he can’t see/doesn’t know colors either). Wen Qing was surprised to learn that Wei Wuxian had been blind the whole time she knew him..

FOUND? close your eyes, feel my heartbeat by ThatDesiGirl (T, 11k, WangXian, blind WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Rewriting Canon, not a fix-it but a what-if, Canon-Typical Violence, Golden Core Transfer, Romance, Pining)

~*~

14. I once read a fic about the four children showing the future to the past using an array or a talisman.

I want to know its name.

FOUND? Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura (Not Rated, WIP, 841k, WangXian, JYL/JZX, Watching the Show, With a bit of the Manhua and Book thrown in, BAMF WWX, Fix-It, JGS is his own warning, Attractive WWX, Homophobia, disturbing imagery)

~*~

15. Hi there! I'm starting to pull my hair out in fear it has been deleted from ao3 but shooting my shot. Looking for a very specific amnesia LWJ fic (I cannot recall if it was one shot or multi, but it was either a long one shot or at least a few chps long?) where I think LWJ got cursed, and no one specifically tells him who WWX is - he gets jealous of himself cause it was at least revealed that WWX is married to someone in the clan? Sorry if this is not quiet enough info.

FOUND? It's not an exact match (LWJ eventually overhears that WWX is married, but no clan affiliation is mentioned) but I think #15 could be Unavoidable by diamondbruise (T, 18k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Amnesia, Jealousy, LWJ just is like that idk what to tell you, Misunderstandings, Falling In Love, Again, Happy Ending, it's that thing where they're married but lwj can't remember wwx and they meet again)

FOUND? #15 an effect (without a cause) by astrobandit deleted from ao3 afaik, i have a copy

FOUND? tonight i can write the saddest lines by sarahyyy (G, 3k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Amnesia, Falling In Love, Domestic Fluff) i haven't read this in a while, but "tonight i can write the saddest lines"might be similar?

~*~

16. Hey

I am looking for a fic. In the fic there is a book that explains lwj and juniors find it and use it interpret his expression. @mayavsworld

FOUND? Important Distinctions by nagi_blue (T, 5k, gen, Fluff and Crack, [Podfic] Important Distinctions by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona) )

~*~

17. Hello again, thank you for finding the book for me lastime. So this book is a time travel fix it where wei Ying and peacock go back into the past and run away together to try and find a way to stop the war but they don't know that their clans are watching them, poor lan wangji is so jealous that he wants to kill the peacock. I hope you can find it please! @blackrabbitusako24

FOUND? Wei Wuxian and Jin Zixuan are oblivious Besties ♥ series by Akak_ShadMe (G, 16k, JZX & WWX, JYL/JZX, WangXian, JC & NHS, NHS & WWX, JC/NHS, JC & JZX, LWJ & WN, JZX & WWX Friendship, Time Travel Fix-It, Platonic Relationships, Protective JZX, Confused JC, JZX Lives, Oblivious WWX, Awkward JZX, Angst and Humor, Platonic Cuddling, Fluff, Hurt WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Mental Breakdown, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Feels, Protective JYL, JZX Has Friends, Cuddling & Snuggling, Crack, Good Sibling JC, Crossdressing, JC is So Done, Cinnamon Roll WN, JZN Being an Asshole) i was curious about this so i looked in ao3 and this is what i found closest to the description

~*~

18. Hello,

I'm looking for a wangxian fic, post canon,

where wei ying I'd traveling but can't fall asleep because he has nightmares. So he doesn't sleep at all until the juniors find him. He almost gets hurt and the juniors take him to lan zhan. Lan zhan helps wei ying to sleep.

I think it was only one chapter.

Thanks in advance @smarti1997

FOUND? hunters seeking solid ground by Attila (E, 23k, wangxian, Canon Compliant, discussion of canon character death, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, bed sharing, Getting Together, Yearning, Literal Sleeping Together, Really Excessive Amounts of Hurt/Comfort)

~*~

19. Hi! looking for a fic with this description. it may have been deleted. I am not sure who is the creator. I do have an old link to it: lan wangji tries to be a hall monitor but this is not his house, now he's in detention too.

~*~

20. searching for a fic...reincarnated wwx and immortal lwj?

fic search: WWX was reincarnated and LWJ was immortal. Set in modern times. LWJ had a lot of little bits where he hadn't fully caught up with technology. I believe he had adopted LSZ as well? And may have been a music teacher?

I also believe both LWJ and LXC were immortal.

In WWX's modern backstory, he was on the outs with the Jiangs after he had accidentally injured JYL on her wedding day and she bad been in the hospital ever since, so Jin Ling was being raised by Jiang Cheng.

Wen Ning may also have been working at a coffee shop and may have been dating Mo XaunYu

I read it several years ago, possibly around 2021, so it is not at all a recent fic. @kaijuerotica

FOUND? #20 is monotone. I don't remember the author's pen name, but they took it off of AO3 and uploaded it to Google docs

There's a link in this thread

~*~

21. Hiiiii I am looking for a fic i read awhile back. Its a/b/o. I remember it was omega lwj and Alpha wwx. I just remember one scene from, where after they are mated they visit jzx and jyl. Jzx meets lwj privately to give him back his mothers hair pin. Apparently they were previously engaged but i think the lans fell from power so the jins canceled the engagement. Thaaank you 💕

FOUND? all the roads by silverclaw (E, 30k, WangXian, A/B/O, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Enemies to Lovers, Jealous WWX, Protective WWX, Angst, Happy Ending, The first chapter can be read as a complete story, the following tags are for the second chapter, Top WWX, Bottom LWJ, Belly Bulge, Mentions of mpreg but no actual mpreg, Pregnancy Kink)

~*~

[brucewaynehater101]

How dare you refuse to pay my therapy bills after the torment you’ve cause me 🥲 Anyway turnabouts fair play.

TW: dead body, resurrection (probs others it’s like 2 am so it’s time to get morbid in ur inbox :p)

I feel like if any of the bats tried to dip Tim in the Lazarus pits, something Tim has explicitly said multiple times that he doesn’t want to get dipped into then maybe young justice would have to intervene on Tim’s behalf.

Tim is obsessed with doing things perfectly and that includes things pertaining to himself. If he’s not coming back right then don’t you dare bring him back.

So i’m imaging Jason getting ready to dip Tim in the pits, after his obligatory mental breakdown about it, only for a blur to suddenly take Tim’s corpse away.

Then young justice has to deal with the fact that they have one of their best friend’s corpses with them that they’re just hiding from the bats. Probably having to use one of Tim’s contingencies to stay away from them while dealing with the emotion turmoil of everything that they’re doing.

Then there’s the question of just what exactly they’re going to do with Tim’s body. Do they keep playing keep away from the bats with Tim’s body until it fully decomposes. It would usually never work but maybe with Tim’s contingencies they could pull it off.

Or should they destroy the body so throughly that there’s nothing left to be dipped in the pit? Are they going to cremate their best friend knowing that they’re going to stop their friend from every coming back.

They would want Tim back and love him even if he ‘came back wrong’ but they have to respect Tim’s wishes. He would forgive them but they know that they would ruin Tim’s life if they ever put him through that.

Or maybe it’s a secret third option where they’re all scrambling to find a way to bring back Tim with no consequences. They’re all diving headfirst into cults, magical/cursed items, healing methods from the future that brought back the others or they’re reaching out to other planets and universes.

Nobody in young justice was mentally sane about other members. They’re all ride and die about each other.

Yay!!!! "Payment" for my therapy, lmao ^^

If YJ knew Jason was about to dip Tim in the creepy lime juice bath, they probably would intervene. I'd also imagine other Bats would as well.

You've listed 3 options for YJ post corpse-napping:

Keep away/hiding Tim's body until it decomposes (or until he comes back himself)

Destroying/cremating Tim's body

YJ finding an alternative solution to bring Tim back

I like the au/hc that Tim has a contingency in place in case he dies before he is supposed to. I don't mean this as Tim having plans for how to deal with his death (like his will), but as in Tim having a way to come back to life. It is, for obvious reasons, untested and not certain. Still, Tim might have a plan for that.

Therefore, YJ would either wait for Tim to come back or try to figure out another option just in case.

Either way, unless Tim explicitly told them DNR (with the R being revive/resurrect in this case), YJ is gonna get their bird back. The whole band will get back together for this cause (or at least provide support/aid where they can).

Just YJ desperately keeping Tim's body from the Bats as they try to revive him and keep that gods awful Pit juice from him.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

hi! i just reached crimson badlands in my current playthrough so how do you think sve bachelors, particularly the mages and adventurers, react to farmer (their s/o or spouse) asking them, "if i turned into a fallen adventurer, are you going to kill me?" it's like 'if i turned into a big, will u still love me?' but feel free to sprinkle some or make it angst btw!! i love ur works <33

OK, dear anon, got it 👍 Just a little pinch of angst, and- *accidentally dumped a whole bag of angst* Oops... Erm, to be fair, this headcanon would be sad either way you look at it, because no one can handle the corruption in Crimson Baldlans yet, and accordingly none of the adventurers have any answers on how to at least help the lost souls. So.... yeah, thanks for the ask! 💕

PS: I'm a bit confused about the "particularly mages and adventurers" thing, since available candidates from this category is Lance and Magnus. Or did you mean like future candidates too? I will leave available candidates this time, hope it's ok for you! 💖

_________________________________________

Victor:

"What...?"

Victor knows for the existence of magic in general, of adventurers and wizards that protect ordinary people like him from monsters or worse that lurk in the dark depths, of various wonders. Since Farmer had become his partner, his knowledge of these noble monster hunters and masters of the arcane arts had become even more extensive. Victor had understood perfectly well the risks of such work even before he and Farmer had officially started dating. Understood, feared for them, but always supported them in their urge to protect. However, the idea that his lover's job could be so dangerous, and the very possibility that they could meet an end worse than death... What could he, a simple guy with a passion for building bridges, do to an armed man? Especially a man close to him?

"There's always a solution, I'm sure." No, he's not sure of his words at all.

Magnus Rasmodius:

"...."

Magnus tore his gaze away from the gurgling cauldron to look his spouse in all seriousness in the eye. Ever since Camilla pointed them in the direction of the Crimson Baldlans, Farmer has travelled almost once a week on a perilous journey into the cursed lands where even the most hardened warriors can easily fall to the fangs and claws of the most fearsome of creatures. Each time they take a risk, in the name of protection, in the name of an idea, in the name of riches and glory, while Magnus stays in their shared farmhouse, praying to Yoba and the spirits that his spouse will return alive. Praying that the urgent message from Camilla would not be the very thing the old wizard feared most. Fearing that he would not have to face their body, scarred by black magic.

"That is my duty. If I have to, I will put an end to it." And that was a lie.

Lance:

*Sigh* "Do you really want to hear my honest answer?"

Castle Village has been home to Lance for most of his life, and as a local and adventurer, he knows full well what awaits anyone who dares to step foot in the sands that have been soaked in the blood of men and monsters for decades. Before the corruption of unknown origin, this place was already dangerous, and now instead of simple death, fallen warriors and wizards can become the living dead, cursed to wander forever knee-deep in these sands until a brave soul comes to the end of their suffering. These brave men were many.... And many have not returned, for to see your friend, parent or child as 'fallen', and you will involuntarily feel a hesitation, a shiver in your hands at the realisation that the one you lost is finally found. It is enough to make a living warrior join the ranks of the dead.

"I must. But... I don't think I can." Even he has weaknesses that will make him hesitate, and his lover as a fallen warrior.... is one of those.

[vikisbay]

✧. ┊︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶┊.✧

【MEGUMI F.】 sun and popsicles!

A/N —> Megumi is my everything without him I’m nothing ★彡

✧. ┊︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶┊.✧

➤ spring was designed in the summers sun, you sat under the comforting shade of a tree in front of Jujutsu high. school ended maybe an hour ago but with nothing to do on a Friday afternoon you decided to sit and enjoy the hot weather. your bag was under your head functioning as a pillow and your right hand laid over your eyes hiding them from the sun.

you never went home so you were still in your school uniform, the skirt exposing your thighs to the grass and dirt below. your mind slowly drifted off, sleep trying to take over but… the headache you got from the sun beating down on you was making it impossible to get fully comfortable and the fact that you hadn’t eaten in a few hours.

Maybe just maybe if you had something cold and refreshing to eat or drink you’d be able to fully enjoy this peaceful moment. your mind started trying to come about with a solution but before it could you heard soft footsteps coming towards you, you moved ur hand from your eyes to see who this mysterious person could be and to your shock it was a familiar raven-haired boy.

“Hey” he said coolly his voice a refreshingly sound against the silence you had been with for over an hour “megumi…what are you doing?” You moved your right hand to support you as you sat up. He looks away as he started to sit next to you “I saw you sitting here after me and Yuji left… so I thought I’d come join you” you felt ur face heat up this time it wasn’t because of the sun, you smirk “well seems like someone likes my companyyy” you tried to hide your nerves with fake confidence.

The raven-haired boy rolled his eyes before continuing to find a comfortable spot in the grass next to you, “it’s so hot…how’d you stay out here for so long?” Your eyes subconsciously found the way to his but he wasn’t looking back at you “don’t know” you shrugged. He nodded slightly but your answer didn’t really answer his question.

You look away from him deciding the grass between your fingers would help the awkward situation, you pulled blades of grass out of the ground before letting out a soft sigh. You wished he would say something, anyth-

“Here”

Your head shoot up to find a popsicle being pointed in your direction, his eyes studded your reaction and when you continued to stare and not take the popsicle he tilted his head at you. “It’s not poison…” he said confusion lacing his voice.

Your eyes moved from the wrapped item to his eyes, he’s beautiful dark blue eyes had you in some kind of trance… “are you going to make me feed it to you?” He raised an eyebrow, and before you couldn’t deny the offer he was already taking the cold item out of its wrapping. You watch in shock and embarrassment as he pointed the popsicle back at you.

“Open…”

It was embarrassing how fast you obliged, and as soon as your mouth opened he placed the cold item right onto your tongue. The cold sensation making you flinch ever so slightly, before your face could heat up even more your fingers grabbed a hold of the popsicle stick urging Megumi to let go of it.

You both sat in comfortable silence, just enjoying the other’s presence. Maybe, Maybe you’ll tell him how you feel for him, and maybe he’ll tell you how he feels about you, but that was for another day.

— yours truly, Viki

✧. ┊︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶┊.✧

[yanderehsr]

hi, I wanted to ask you about writing yandere astra express, in a situation where the reader has the ability, like the Silver Wolf, to change reality and other. What the members of the express will do, in this case, it will be extremely difficult to lock up the reader or restrict him in any way. TYSM for ur attention!!

Very well, I hope you'll enjoy😁

Also I think I found a way to supress Silver Wolf's powers, she seems to always need to use her hands for her powers, so no hands means no powers.

Sorry if this wasn't correct😅

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapped reader, Violence

March 7th: She wouldn't kidnap you on the first place, the only scenario I can see her kidnapping you would be if you were trying to leave her, so chances are you're not going to try to escape from her cus there is nothing to escape from.

But let's say you were trying to leave March 7th and you got kidnapped somehow, she doesn't want to but she freezes your hands, your hands are now encased in ice unable to move, she is so sorry but you are the most important person in her life, she can't have you leave her.

"Sorry, I am so sorry, but you were trying to leave me, but I can't allow that, I need you in my life"

Himeko: She will try everything to erase your powers, behind the scenes of course, can't have you get suspicious before your powers are gone. Hell, she shut down the internet to see if that would work, sadly it only got you annoyed and she had to apologize.

Himeko could only think of one solution, she will give you a drink, whatever you find delicious, and what does she put in it you may ask. Something that will paralyze you, make you completely unable to move, and after you are moved to her room she will feed it to you every day.

"You will eat the pill, either you open your mouth yourself or I'll force it open, I am ok with either option"

Dan Heng: Like the manipulator he is he will try and get you to willingly be with him, he will be paranoid every second of every day that you will suddenly just leave, never to return to his side again. He may have convinced you to stay for now but who knows what will happen in the future.

Dan Heng tries to think up countermeasures to prevent you from leaving. Here he can come up with a couple of solutions, all from what Himeko did to just straight of chopping of your hands, if you don't have hands then you can't leave, problem solved.

"I know that it must've hurt, but you are mine and I couldn't have the risk of you leaving me"

[weixuldo]

Allow me// ch 16

Vader x Reader

a/n: so sorry i’ve been super busy w work and school :( but i will finish my outgoing fics :) ty for sticking with me and for ur patience- hope u all still enjoy the story

confessions and unveiled secrets

warnings: cursing, angst, medical procedures, cannon typical violence

_____________________

Vader opened his tired eyes and realized he was in a bed, an actual bed.

He attempted to sit himself up but was quickly reminded of his recent injuries, wincing painfully.

Before he could gain his bearings, a gentle hand placed itself onto his exposed shoulder from the other side of the bed. 

He flinched again which triggered his self defense; soon you felt your airway closing up. The forceful pressure made your heart race as you gasped for air. You removed your hand from him and clawed at your throat.

Vader turned to see who the hand belonged to and his deep yellow eyes faded to blue immediately once he realized it was you. 

Your brows were upturned in concern as you fought for oxygen- he exhaled the breath he was holding and you were released.

With a sigh you placed your hands on the bed in front of you and hunched over, catching your breath. 

“y/n…” he called desperately, “I’m so- I’m so sorry”.

You shook your head as you attempted to quell his worries. 

“I would never- It’s never my intention to hurt you” he rasped. 

“It’s ok- It’s ok… you didn’t mean to” you managed a smile. 

He attempted to sit up once more to meet you but failed again. 

“V, stay still- Don’t hurt yourself” you guided as you placed your hand back onto his shoulder. 

“Wait, just… let me hold you-” 

“But your burns?”

Vader shook his head slightly, “they don't matter at the moment- I just want you” he admitted. 

He honestly didn’t care if holding you hurt him- nothing could have pained him more than knowing he could have truly harmed you.

You reluctantly nodded, still concerned about his unhealed wounds but still helped him into a sitting position. 

Without a word he pulled you closer with the force and wrapped his new metal arms tightly around you.

He bit back a hiss as your robes brushed against his wounds; once you were situated, he shakily breathed in your scent and rested his head on your shoulder. 

“Lie back” you coaxed once you felt the tremble of exhaustion coming from his tired body. 

He nodded and laid his head back on your plush pillow; there was a comfortable silence surrounding the two of you as you relaxed under his signature. 

“thank you- for everything” he said before turning his head slightly to kiss your forehead with his scarred lips. 

You peeked at him through your lashes and smiled, “Of course V, you know I would do anything for you- I would go up to the emperor myself, If I had a plan” you added, only half joking. 

“I know- that’s why you mean so much to me y/n” he said shortly debating whether or not to reveal the extent of his feelings. 

Your smile faltered and you unintentionally loosened your grip on him; were you only important to him because you were so devoted to him? Is that the only reason he was so kind-

No words needed to be exchanged for him to feel the weight of your disappointment- Perhaps he could have phrased that better…

You wrapped your arms around yourself and stared at the ceiling as you began to severely overthink; meanwhile, Vader frantically tried to come up with a solution. 

You were naive to think he would want you if you weren’t at his beck and call, why would he care for you outside of being convenient?! He had no reason to…

Your thoughts were interrupted by one of his new hands on your cheek “I know you would do anything for me and I appreciate that- but I would never ask you to endanger yourself for my sake. You are too dear to me, My Darling”.

Your ears perked up at the term of endearment and his reassurance; you couldn’t stop yourself from saying “Really?”

He nodded and pulled you closer; your head rested on his scarred chest and you could hear the whirr of his support system with every breath he took. 

“Truly… I detest the notion of you being in danger” he said, still trying to figure out how he wanted to go about this (it had been a very long time since he had to express any vulnerable emotion, especially one involving romance). 

“Well thank you V” you responded thinking he would respond and then the conversation would pass. 

“It is because I love you too much- I cannot have anything happen to you… I-It would break my heart” he said, squeezing you tighter. 

Did he just-

“Love?” you squeaked out. 

How you longed to hear that word escape his mouth!

His grasp didn’t allow for you to look at him and you could tell he wanted it that way, but you still tried. 

“Vader- I want to see you” you said softly, attempting to coax the man to release you. 

He shook his head slightly as a scared child might and only continued to hold you closer (if that was even possible). 

He had a slight waiver to his already weak voice when he spoke again, “I do not think I would be able to continue without you”. 

Vader cursed himself for being so vulnerable… so fragile. But he simply could not contain the immense build up of emotions he had been suppressing.

After all… the main thing that kept him allowing himself to die on Mustafar was you- If that happened and he didn’t have you to live for he was sure he would have given in to the death he had been craving since the first time he laid on the burning shores. 

“I-it is alright if you do not share the sentiment- I still appreciate all you have done for me”

You were able to wiggle out of his firm grasp and propped yourself up to look him in the eyes, but once you were situated he would not meet your gaze.

Gently, you took his face in your hands and turned him towards you slowly. Surprisingly he allowed you to manage his movements and finally looked at you. 

His pupils were wavering and the color tetered between yellow and that lovely blue; the corners slightly damp with tears daring to fall. His eyes twitched under your gaze- what were you thinking? 

Your expression softened and you placed a kiss to his lips once more, “My Dear, you are the single most important thing in my life- how could I not love you?”.

He exhaled harshly and his tears began to descend; instead of wiping them away, you kissed the trails they left; “I have loved you from a distance for a while now… I just didn’t want to ruin us with my ambitious feeling”. 

“Ruin us? You could never ruin us” Vader realized his passionate promises and words reflected the naivety of his former self- Anakin Skywalker. He could never moderate his intense feelings- especially when it came to love. 

But this time he would not allow himself to be so reckless- He wouldn’t lose again. 

He held you impossibly closer and pressed gentle kisses to your temple as he rocked you back and forth attempting to ground himself. 

“You do not understand how much this means to me- how desperately I love you…” he said, barely above a whisper. 

“Oh V” you cooed as you ran the pad of your thumb along his scarred cheek.

You felt his force signature falter, he was spent- the past few days had been emotional and physically taxing. 

“Alright my Love, ‘cmon, let's get you back to sleep” you coaxed, pulling the comforter over his shoulders. 

“No” he protested, lightly pulling at your arm. 

“You need to regain your strength V”. 

He mumbled before pulling you into his chest again, “what are you doing?” you giggled at his needy actions.

“Stay…”

With a breath of defeat you finally gave in to Vader’s wishes and cuddled up next to him.

“Fine, you win… this time”.

_________________________

You weren’t quite sure how long you had been asleep but you woke to a dreadful feeling; a sleazy aura slunk past your door and you felt the intense weight of a foreign force signature- someone was outside. 

Worriedly, you pushed yourself onto your elbows and turned towards the man beside you; his eyes were already wide open and firmly placed a protective hand over your arm as he slowly attempted to sit up. 

You shrunk behind him as you watched a shadow under your door as the figure passed. The person stopped for a moment before laughing sinisterly. 

It’s alright, Just stay still My Love- you heard Vader call through the force. 

After a few painstaking moments the shadow finally left and took the oppressive weight with them. Vader tiredly laid back with a deep exhale and you attended to him.

“V, what- Who was that?” you asked as you calmed him down. 

“No one you need to worry about- I’ll handle it” he said, gently brushing your soft cheek with his cool metallic digits. 

“But-”

He shook his head, “Everything will be alright, trust me”. 

With that he ended the conversation and you laid down beside him with a frown before falling back asleep. 

___________________________

Vader’s life support worked overtime to keep up with his heart rate as he stomped down the corridor to meet his master.

He knew it was Palpatine who was outside your door last night, he knew he covered his signature too late- he knew Palpatine knew. 

He hadn’t felt so protective over someone in a long time so he was quite worried about you. He was weary to leave you this morning (who knew if the Emperor would order the troopers to do something to you?) but he eventually worked himself up to it. 

He decided it best to at least try to mask his emotions and true feelings instead of coming clean right away- he knew the Emperor well enough to know not to reveal everything to him.

The large sliding doors of the throne room opened to reveal the pale man perched atop the large chair; Vader closed his eyes and allowed himself to gain his composure before stepping forward. 

“Ahh I am pleased to see you whole again, Lord Vader” Palpatine smiled sinisterly as Vader struggled to bow without hurting himself. 

“I have done as you wish, my master. Have I redeemed myself?” 

“You have solidified your resilience and strength… I am pleased you still possess your fighting spirit” 

Vader felt himself relax, it seemed he had at least obtained the Emperor's approval once more. 

“Though… I am afraid you have become weak in other ways” the cloaked man added. 

“I do not understand; What exactly are you referring to?” Vader asked as he played off his anxieties. 

“Do not play the fool with me, my friend- You know exactly of whom I speak”

“I do not-” Vader began. 

“Cease your lies! I know she has been nursing your wounds and tending to you- Did you really think your lovesick gallivanting would not be brought to my attention?! Have you forgotten that this is my empire and I have informants in every corner…”

Vader felt his anger bubbling under the surface of his composure- he knew this confrontation was inevitable but he still felt the urge to snap the old man’s neck. 

“The woman of which you speak has done nothing wrong and serves the Empire loyally” Vader said as his hands rested on his bent knee. 

“You-” Palpatine corrected, “She serves you, loyally. She has no dedication to the empire”. 

He clicked his tongue in disapproval, “She has blinded you”. 

Palpatine slowly lifted himself off of the throne and descended the stairs towards Vader. 

“I think that we need to set your focus back on the right track… but how to do that? Hmm” the pale man taunted before acting as if he had an epiphany. 

“Ahh! I’ve got an idea” he hissed. 

Vader’s stomach dropped- he knew what his master was going to say… he was going to say-

“Y/N, isn’t that her name? I have realized she is the one who has catalyzed this era of weakness in you, she must be the issue. It would be a shame if something were to occur that took her out of the pict-” 

“You will not touch her!” Vader’s mechanical voice boomed as he rose to his feet. 

Palpatine laughed and his sickening eyes widened, “seems I have struck a nerve, my friend? Would that be an accurate inference?”.

“Do not make me reiterate myself” Vader seethed, never had he so blatantly disagreed with his master- but nowadays he didn't have much to lose (other than you). 

“A bit bold, aren't we? Hah- Calm yourself old friend, I have use for her yet… just you wait” Palpatine said before walking back up the stairs to sit once more. 

At this point Vader’s teeth were clenched and his pacemaker was working overtime- this wasn't good, he needed to get you out of here, needed to get you somewhere safe. 

“You are dismissed… Tell your little friend I said hello” Palpatine smuggly said before waving him out.

Vader would make him regret ever saying your name. 

***

a/n: sorry again this took so long!! but palps has something cooking- what will v do? what will the reader do?? WHAT WILL HAPPEN?!

taglist: @vadersassistant @sxoulohvn @khaleesihavilliard @kashasenpai @darling-murdock @beautifulbearpolice @salvatoresister1 @lune-de-miel-au-paradis @blueninjablade3 @jujuba096 @missmannequin @jellydodger @mirastark @wyvernthekriger @duckyhowls @monada43 @lauriidoesstuff @vienettacream @ray-rook @itswhatever06 @ilovenielperry @icequeen8043

[all2angels]

Hope ur doing okay lovely! 🖤 I just need to get this out of my head, think about it, being secretary gerards boss and having her stay late just to bend her over your desk and fuck the life out of her just for fun! Maybe even at meetings jerking them off from under the table while you give a presentation and they have to just sit there and look pretty trying to hide the fact their boss is stroking them right infront of their employees

I need secretary gerard religiously atp

ermm secretary or my fuck toy ? bc hell yeah

tw gerard is such a slut in this one, she/they pronouns for gerard

working is hard. adulting is hard. i think that we can all come to an agreement that you need to employ someone to help you cool off from specially challenging days.

let's be honest: having such a hard job really does take up much— if not, all of your time. love life and personal life are not things that matter anymore when you're the head of a big company. there's no balance, the only solution is to have your needs be accessible at the place you spend most of your time in.

secretary gerard is not really much of a secretary. her main job is too look pretty and have enough energy to last the whole day with you!

gerard does a good job of that. they put in the effort to look great. your secretary is quiet, outside of your fun activities they don't talk a whole lot, but their actions speak loudly.

and your secretary likes to drop things, usually in front of you so you can watch her pick it up, her ass on the air as she sighs because of how clumsy she is. of course, it's an act. you should expect no less, after all it is her job.

[cosmicourple]

random stuff 4 the Apocalypse A.U w/ feral pregnant Ody’ (that I am wholeheartedly jst making up along the way :))

—Greece’s whole landscape / look is obviously all Fucked Up, with dark blue forests moving along the hills like Giant Octopus’s covered in bark, cities melted into simple burning metal structures, laughter & / or crying echoing from the dark insides, The Sea has split into areas of certain liquids (ex coasts filled w/ salty blood(?), open oceans being a mix of permanently dark water, vinegar n fog, eternal storms having wine or acidic water swishing thru them etc), all that wacky, unnatural phenomenon stuff blended with other Folklore Inspired things there as well :D

—Almost everyone is 4 for themselves now, bc, unfortunately, Chaós’ Sway, as most now call it, has had the worst possible effect on the Greek Pantheon & all the Magical Creatures n Beings that surround it,,,

Meanwhile :D-

—Odysseus, Abandoned King of Ithaca, along with his gaggle of feral brats, is trekking across a shadowed mountain, looking 4 another possible place to rest 4 a long time. The baby is coming closer and close w/ each passing minute, so he’s in a bit of a rush to find somewhere while also taking care of his already existing children,,,

At least their excitement towards their approaching sibling means their all more attuned to their Parent’s suffering, taking charge to pick out routes with the least potential fight(s) on them, staying very close to Odysseus as the patches of forest speckled on This Mountain sing eerily, beckoning calls of song coming from the woods,,,

(,,Odysseus is so proud of his young, when they hiss and bare their teeth at the trees, protective of him and ready to fight tooth and nail to keep each other safe,,,)

And now, back to World Building :D🎉—

—Like I mentioned before, The Gods n in general The World of Higher Beings. Is. Not doing well. If, bodies cracked & changed to become consumed by their own Domains / their sins / Chaós’ overbearing energy is an appropriate way to describe ‘not doing well’ lol

—Haven’t rlly figured a lot out about wtf I’m doing w/ these Corrupted Silly’s, but I can guarantee Broken / Fucked Up Mental State Angst involving Ody’ n the kids,,,,,

—For the few Mortal’s that r still alive, (mostly) sane enough, and willing 2 corporate w/ others, it’s a guarantee that you’ll grow easily attached to whoever ur with, with most of the time them clinging to u as well. It’s Apocalypse Times & ppl become very touch starved very quickly, so no one can resist the Space Orca Found Family Urges 🥰🥰,,,

Most of the time, it’s unfortunately sometimes ruined by Mortals who can’t let go of the Old Greece’s Ways, if they did, then we’d have probably found a solution to this shite already, so thanks a lot arseholes ):n

,,,lmao that’s it 4 now :D