#TBOU

[snowlikeash]

Cassandra Wayne is seen sporting vintage pearl earrings, courtesy of Martha Wayne. Bruce Wayne has stated he’s been repurposing the pearls his mother wore for the women in his life — “they (the pearls) deserve to be worn again.”

[angelsaxis]

Welp now that I'm getting back into editing my book (sequel) I might as well also revive Valentine and Richard.

[maybejj]

Masterlist

GOSSIP GIRL: Outer Banks

(jj x pogue!reader)

SMAU, 18+ mdni

summary: JJ hard launches your relationship on Instagram after 6 months of dating in secret, for good reason. Now the secrets out and all of Outer Banks knows, including Gossip Girl.

FRACTURED TIES

(jj x kook!reader, rafe x kook!sofia, rafe & kook!reader are best friends)

SMAU, 18+ mdni

summary: By the time Charlotte Langley was 24, she was a proud mom of two sons, Rafe and JJ. While the two boys had different dads, that didn’t stop her from raising them together and teaching them that a blended family could still be a family. The two boys grew up inseparable, always looking out for the other. Life was perfect. But when Rafe turned 7 and JJ was barely 5, Charlotte found out she had a fast growing cancer. The death of the boys’ mother sent the town reeling and what use to be a happy blended family was no more. Ward cut off all contact with the Maybanks and Luke followed suit. Without their mother there to bridge the gap, the brothers grew up resenting the other. Now the two brothers constantly face off in Kildare’s motocross races, the one thing they still share from their childhood. It’s also starting to piss Rafe off that JJ keeps eyeing his childhood best friend. Two brothers. One island. Here we go.

CRIMINAL LOVE

(rafe cameron x college!reader)

social media au & irl, 18+ mdni

summary: With your last semester of grad school breezing by, you felt like you could sleep through the next couple of months and still graduate at the top of your class. You only had to get through 3 more months until you walked across the stage and rightfully earned your Master in Criminal Justice degree. All your hard work would finally be paid off. Until your professor hits you with one last assignment that will make you question everything. The assignment? Prisoner Penpals from the State of North Carolina Correctional Facility. Your penpal? Rafe Cameron. His sentence? Life without parole. His crime? First degree murder.

The Beginning of Us

(babydaddy!rafe x sweetheart!reader)

summary: You and Rafe were high school sweethearts that continued into college however Rafe went down the wrong path and you found out you were pregnant. 4 years later finds you and Rafe trying to navigate co-parenting your 3 year old son while overcoming life’s obstacles and past experiences.

[thebookofdowoon]

도공 (do not edit) ✨ 190725 | yongsan fansign

[inkblackorchid]

Started writing up the Crow post and uh... Yeah, this thing's gonna get way out of hand. It's already absurdly long and I've barely reached the end of the DS arc in terms of analysis. Oh boy.

[sweetyoungk]

happy 2nd birthday to you make me! 🧡

[bandsanitizer]

band aid is such a good album

[gluion]

places we won’t walk — taesan

han taesan x reader

genre & warnings — smau, exes, angst, fluff, slight crack, an undeniable down-bad-in-the-trenches reader paired with an emotionally constipated taesan who both cannot move on, switching between past and present conversations, pov switching notes — gluion smau writer debut? (i was known to write smau on twt LMFAO) anyway, going an angst smau to keep me alive as i write zb1 tbou. as always, reblogs and feedback are appreciated!

started: november 8, 2024, updates sporadic ended: tba request to be part of the taglist! masterlist

synopsis — although you and taesan try to stay civil with each other, there’s undeniable tension between you two in every conversation. and somehow, you remember why it's not advised to date someone in the same friendgroup as you.

(or in other words, the conversations you and taesan shared since the break up.)

profiles — the three bears and the struggling artists

prologue — the night it happened chapter i — cat’s out of the bag chapter ii — curiosity didn’t give a chance to kill the cat chapter iii — a type of unknown faith chapter iv — does the bear hate the cat? chapter v — the cat still cares chapter vi —

more coming soon

networks taglist: @kflixnet @k-labels @blankjournal @onedoornet @kstrucknet

story tag list: @tkooooop @prettyange1 @zynz0 @love-4-keum @taylorluvation

@vernyangel @cherrytaesan @prettiann @kaiyunsim @wonshuasdandan

@tsanho @cecemars @blooqz @mimimimiaa

[estellardreams]

Hehe random assortment of doodles ft a bunch of AUs

Charcoal Bone King, Rapunzel Wukong, Fusion Trio, TBoU Red, Villain MK, and Ice Prisoner MK belong to me

Demon King Red, Time Travel Red, Prince Red, Red Boy, and Prisoner MK belong to @purble-turble

Eyeshot AU belong to @dynamicsimp

(and yes I did just make an Eyeshot x Rapunzel Wukong fusion AU because why not I got silly energy today)

[justaboutsnapped]

day6 comeback when i need you guys to show them how it's done

love is all-powerful (-> I'm listening to objectively pretty mid music just because they're by kpop groups I like)

[purble-turble]

Okay so on the Battle Nexus thing I started randomly making a hypothetical script and then I remembered "Oh yeah I need brackets" so I took your AUs + some of mine and the Swap Light AUs by @/cassidyisnowdrawing as examples and this is my roster that I spun using a wheel.

And no I did not put TIME TRAVEL RED AND DEMON KING RED AGAINST EACH OTHER FIRST ROUND I JINXED IT I went "Oooh Time Travel Red. I swear if I spin Demon King Red next- OH GODDAMNIT." XD

Anyway... Thoughts?

And for abbreviations: SLY is "Swap Light Yellow", SLR is "Swap Light Red", TBoU is "The Bearers of Unity" and the rest of these fellas are self explanatory.

Nice!! Yeah that looks great!

Also hilarious that DKR and TT Red are first round 😂may as well get TT Red out of the way early I guess lol

[snowlikeash]

on paper, she’s mary grayson

( nata al-ghul )

[canceriogen]

delirium angst

mmmm tatsy angst

i had quetioning this for a long time, how people ever get popular? like... half of the tbou community got popular right in the beginning. because of skill, lore, etc.

i didn't succesed. i didn't even sparkled. my firs post here got some likes, but the average almount of likes in my post are 0 or 1.

i think i just got unlucky.

pls like this post

i really dont know what to do with my art

i might make a document of some stuff of au, i swear, it will be good! just, dont scroll

...

please.

[maybejj]

The Beginning of Us. Part 3

babydaddy!Rafe x sweetheart!reader

masterlist

warnings: mentions of child abuse, mentions of bruises/blood, slight flirting, slight possessive rafe ?

summary: You and Rafe were high school sweethearts that continued into college however Rafe went down the wrong path and you found out you were pregnant. 4 years later finds you and Rafe trying to navigate co-parenting your 3 year old son while overcoming life’s obstacles and past experiences.

word count: 2.2k

“Listen, I’m not going to make it. Rafe’s out of town and I don’t have anyone to watch Asher. I’m sorry, truly.” You apologized to Madeline over the phone while you continued to make dinner. Asher was at the kitchen table drawing in his coloring book, tongue sticking out to the side while he tried to color in the lines.

It was shaping up to be a quiet night when Madeline, one of your girlfriends, had called asking if you wanted to tag along to see the new romcom that was in theaters. You would normally jump at the opportunity to hangout with your friends but with Rafe out of town, you couldn’t leave Asher.

You heard your friend whine playfully on the other side of the phone, “Maybe you could get Sarah or Wheezie to watch him for a couple hours. You know they adore him.”

You squeezed your eyes closed tightly. You knew in your soul they would never hurt Asher. They weren’t capable of it and they did adore your son, worshipped the ground he walked on. They always showered him in love and gifts and hugs whenever they saw him but there was that voice in the back of your head that said it would happen again if you left Asher alone with anyone other than Rafe.

It had only been three months since it happened and you were still reaping the fallout from all the chaos. Asher was getting better, he could finally sleep in his own bed though it was you who held off on making him sleep alone because you wanted him close, wanted to protect him. Rafe was the one who gently coaxed you into letting Asher back in his room after sleeping in your bed for two months. You had sat outside your son’s bedroom door, hand over your mouth, quietly sobbing that whole night.

You sighed deeply as you turned to watch your son. He was so young and already he had been exposed to how cruel the world could be. You wouldn’t let that happen again.

You shook your head even though Madeline couldn’t see you, “They’re probably busy. I’ll have to rain check on this one but you guys have fun.”

There was silence on the phone for a moment before Madeline’s voice traveled through the speaker, her tone of voice held a hint of frustration and annoyance, “I know it’s been hard but you’re going to have to let people help you, Rafe won’t always be here. This is a prime example.”

You were stunned by her words, completely catching you off guard. You knew she could be blunt and up front but this was a sensitive topic.

“Until you have a son of your own, you don’t get to tell me what to do. Especially after someone beat him like a punching bag,” You said as you hung up abruptly. You set the phone down roughly on the kitchen counter while your hands came to rest on the top, your back turned to Asher. You closed your eyes once you started to feel the sting of tears. You dropped your head to your chest and counted to ten. You could feel yourself shaking as you tried to block out the images of seeing him in the hospital, the bruises, the blood. You could still hear Rafe’s frantic voice over the phone telling you to meet him at the hospital. It was the worst day of your life.

“Mommy?”

You sucked in a deep breath and quickly wiped your eyes before turning around. Asher was staring at you with wide eyes from the kitchen table, his drawing abandoned, “Yes, baby?”

He squinted his big green eyes at you, like he knew something was off but couldn’t explain it, “You seem sad. Like when I can’t find my favorite tractor.”

A laugh you couldn’t stop escaped from you, your hand coming up to cover your mouth as you started smiling, “Mommy’s okay. I promise. I was just counting to ten.”

You could see his little mind was going a mile a minute trying to make sure you weren’t lying to him. You always told him lying was frowned upon and that you should always tell the truth. He was a very intelligent toddler for only being three years old. He was very observant too, something he inherited from his father.

“Like you and daddy showed me when I get sad?” Asher quietly asked you. Your heart squeezed in your chest as he recalled what you and Rafe had taught him.

“Yes, baby. That’s exactly right,” you smiled sadly at him. It was something you and Rafe had taught him when he would get upset and didn’t know how to control his emotions. You had taught him to close his eyes and then slowly count to ten, with the hope that it would help clear his mind. After he had calmed down, you and Rafe would sit down with him while he tried to explain what he was feeling so you both could help him through it. Most of the time it worked.

“But that means you were sad mommy,” He furrowed his eyebrows at you while sliding off the chair, making his way towards you. Once he reached you, he wrapped both arms around your waist and hugged you tightly.

You gently put your hand on the top of his head, stroking his hair out of his face while you smiled down at him. You had so much love for this little boy. You were suppose to be there for him, protecting him and here he was doing it for you.

You squat down to your knees so you’re face to face and hug him closer. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and kiss his temple, “You are the sweetest little boy, Asher Cameron.”

You heard him giggle against your neck, “Daddy said I had to take care of you while he was gone since I’m the man of the house now.”

“Did he?” You say as you pull away from the hug, your eyebrows raising as you grin at him.

He nods excitedly. Just as you were about to respond, your computer starts to ring from the living room coffee table.

Asher instantly grabs your hand and drags you into the living room, dinner abandoned on the counter tops. You both plop down on the couch as Asher opens your laptop to an incoming FaceTime call from Rafe.

“It’s daddy!” Asher squealed while you laughed and pushed the green accept call button. Rafes face instantly popped up on screen. You could tell he was sitting against the headboard of his bed in the hotel room. He was currently in New York closing on a deal with a big corporation. As soon as you and Asher came into view, Rafe had a soft smile on his face.

“Hey big man, you taking care of mommy?”

Asher nodded his head and scooted closer to the screen to get closer to his father, “I am! I’m the man of the house now daddy, that’s what you said.”

You smiled at your son, shaking your head. Seeing Rafe and Asher interact never failed to give you butterflies. He was such a good dad to Asher. He always made time for him, no matter where he was. It made your heart squeeze in your chest in the best way possible.

You could hear Rafe’s laugh through the computer as he responded, “I did. It’s a big job I can only trust you with.”

“You can trust me daddy!” Your son said seriously, hand saluting to the computer. Rafe saluted back with a big smile on his face. Before Rafe could say anything more, Asher started talking about his tractor drawing he was working on before dinner. You gently sat back against the couch, tucking your knees underneath you as you watched the father and son talk back and forth. Asher was speaking fast and talking with his hands as he got excited about his drawing he couldn’t wait to show Rafe. It warmed your heart, this was exactly what you needed after the phone call with Madeline.

“And then mommy had to count to ten so I gave her a hug like you do when I get sad.”

Your eyes went wide as Asher recalled what happened in the kitchen just moments ago. Rafe’s attention shifted to you in the corner of the screen as he furrowed his eyebrows, talking a bit slower now, “You did good buddy. Just like we taught you. Why don’t you go finish your drawing so it’ll be done when I get home tomorrow, yeah?”

Asher immediately jumped up from the couch, briefly saying goodbye to his dad on the laptop before zooming to the kitchen table to do as his dad said. Once he was seated, you turned your attention back to Rafe who was already watching you. You leaned forward slightly to turn the volume down. You knew this conversation wasn’t for little ears.

“Anything you want to talk about?” Rafe quietly asked. He didn’t want to push you but he wanted to be there for you. It was a fine line he had been walking since Asher was born. You weren’t in a relationship but you still trusted him more than anyone else.

You glance back to make sure Asher was occupied before speaking softly, “Madeline called earlier. She just said some things that she shouldn’t have. Made me think about what happened.”

Even through the laptop screen, you could see Rafe’s jaw clench. His eyes slightly narrowing as he tried to think about what Madeline had said to you. He had never been fond of Madeline. He thought she was self centered and blunt. Not the kind of good blunt where people needed to hear the truth, it was the kind of blunt where she hurt people’s feelings on purpose to get what she wanted. She was what he classified as a mean girl. He didn’t understand why you were still friends with her but every time he brought it up you demanded he drop it.

Before Rafe could say anything you started talking again, “I already know what you’re thinking and after what was said I don’t think we’ll be hanging out anytime soon.”

“Good. Never liked the bitch anyways,” Rafe was smug when he responded. You rolled your eyes and checked on Asher to make sure he didn’t hear the swear word despite the volume being low.

Rafe hesitated before he spoke next, “Are you okay though?”

“Yeah, I’ll be okay,” You paused briefly before continuing, “I don’t know if you’ve heard but I’ve got a man of the house looking after me now,” You grinned as you brought your elbows to lay on your knees, hands resting under your chin.

Rafe let out a big, booming laugh. His hand came into the screen as he ran it across his chin, a huge grin sliding across his face, “The only man I’ll allow to take my place until I get back.”

You paused as you studied his face and his comment. Despite you two not being together, you did flirt back and forth with each other. It was just natural, you couldn’t stop it if you tried. Just because you weren’t together didn’t mean you no longer found him attractive and as he got older, he only got hotter. The buzz cut he got about a year ago was still your favorite look and made your mouth water.

“The only man you’ll allow, huh?” You countered back, a smirk tugging at your lips.

“Thats right, sweetheart. Don’t act like you got someone else. Besides, Asher would’ve spilled already,” He winked at you. You quietly laughed because you knew it was true. Asher and Rafe were two peas in a pod.

“Yeah I’m aware. My own son would sell me out,” You shook your head as you glanced down at your feet, smiling.

“As long as you have us, you don’t need another man,” Rafe said confidently, shrugging his shoulders.

“Like I want another man. You two are handfuls already,” You couldn’t even imagine starting a new relationship. Having to introduce them to Asher and Rafe. That just sounds like an experience you’d rather not go through. While Rafe was respectful of your boundaries, he still could get very jealous whether you two were dating or not. The good thing was you had no desire to start dating again. Your main focus was your son.

“And don’t you forget it,” He chuckled as he glanced at his watch, yawning. He started stretching his arms above his head as he said, “I should get some sleep. Early flight tomorrow.”

You nodded your head, tucking the hair behind your ear as it started to fall, “Get some rest. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

Rafe said his goodbyes and ended the phone call. You closed the laptop as you got up from the couch, ready to finish dinner. As you walked to the stove, you noticed Asher was almost done with his drawing. As you got closer, you could see he had drawn three stick figures in the corner of the page. One of the taller stick figures had long hair, which you assumed was you while the other stick figure stood taller than the rest. The last of the stick figures was small with green eyes, just like your son.

“Is that mommy and daddy holding your hands, baby?”

Asher nodded without glancing at you, too determined to finish his artwork, “You think daddy will like it?”

You leaned down to press a kiss to the top of his head, the love you have for your three year old bursting out of your chest, “Daddy will love it.”

[brianthepirateclown]

If someone says it's a chest they're wrong, those are my chesticles, my majestic man tits, my boy bahonkas, My tbou titties

“afab chests aren’t inherently sexu—” please say breasts please just say breasts please please please stop throwing the term “afab” around say tatas say titties say big bahoona bazingoroos if you must

[inkblackorchid]

I hope this isn't detracting from TBoU (bless Aki for being there for poor Yusei and helping him chill) but ch. 2's snippet with the boys is such a choice interaction. The way you portray Jack I couldn't put to words before but his dialogue here made me realise what it was that I find so entertaining: he's actually pretty intelligent and says intelligent things but has NO tact and is so dense it makes him look like a total dumbass, thank you for that, the man's on a completely different planet

Why would it detract from the story? I'm glad you liked that particular interaction that much!

And yeah, this is actually spot on in terms of how I interpret Jack: He isn't actually stupid, he can be fairly smart, there are just three particular caveats to his intelligence when I write him: One, what you mentioned. The guy is about as socially inept as it gets in his own, particular way, and thus manages to come off as stupid even when he isn't. Two: I think Jack is primarily interested in a few, particular topics (one of which is duelling) and doesn't care to inform himself much outside of those, leading to him sometimes coming off as stupid even though he could easily comprehend what's being dicussed, he's just not interested in it. This, in turn, is related to three: I think Jack despises doing things he can't get good at quickly. This is, for example, the reason why I recently described him as being "suspiciously good at figuring out issues with his runner". Because the thing is, I think Jack understands how his runner works and what's wrong with it decently (because turbo duelling is adjacent to duelling and thus something he's interested in and cares to inform himself about), he's just dogshit at fixing the damned thing himself because that would require the patience and dedication to learn and practice how to fix it. And if there's one thing Jack Atlas does not have, it's patience. (This is also why I think he's a godwaful cook, for example. Because I'm convinced living in NDC as King gave Jack the necessary palate to know how good, qualitative food is supposed to taste—but learning to cook that himself would, again, require patience, of which he has absolutely zero.)

On a completely different planet, indeed.