#THERE WAS LITERALLY NO NEED TO KILL HIM OFF LIKE THAT

[wonderjanga]

Marvel Being Scary

Marvel can be scary. The JL knows it. Magic users know it. Fawcitizens strangely don’t for whatever reason. Anyways, point is, he’s scary.

Marvel: “Wait… So this isn’t your real form?”

Martian Manhunter(MM): “No. This is simply a form I took after coming to earth.”

Marvel: “Oooh that’s cool! So you also have it so you don’t scare people?”

MM: “Yes- what do you mean by also?”

Marvel: “I mean that if I also reverted back to my normal form, the living the lightning, it would also scare a lot of people too.”

MM: “Oh?”

Marvel: “Yeah, and apparently I’d drive everyone who sees me insane too.” *sounds so nonchalant*

MM: “Oh.” *sounds concerned now*

Flash: *making a sandwich for himself and overheard* “Wait, like Bird Box?”

Marvel: “What’s Bird Box?”

After Watching Bird Box…

Marvel: “Huh. Yeah, like Bird Box. I don’t think they’d kill themselves tho-”

Solomon: “There’s actually a 50 percent chance they would.”

Marvel: “Never mind.”

Yeah��� He can be scary. Thankfully, none of the JL have seen this ‘living lightning’ first hand. He’s still found other ways to scare him though. Granted, it’s not his fault, but still. Like his shape shifting abilities are absolutely grotesque and the first time Flash and GL saw it, it almost cost them a mission.

Flash, GL, and Marvel: *trying to do a stealth mission*

GL: “We need disguises!”

Marvel: “Oh, I got this.” *shapeshifts into a woman*

Now see, the idea of him shapeshifting itself isn’t scary, but the way he shapeshifts is absolutely horrifying because you can literally see the skin and bone warp and snap and contract to fit into whatever he wants to be at the moment.

Flash and GL: *staring with horrified expressions*

Marvel: *now a prim and proper looking lady* “What is it?”

Flash: *vomits on the floor cause the shapeshifting looks absolutely disgusting*

That actually gave away their position so GL and Flash ended up running while Billy was forced to pretend like he was the one who vomited. Thankfully, they let him/her off.

This isn’t even counting the entire array of disgusting and horrifying things he’s done to horrify everyone. In conclusion, Marvel’s a weird and kinda scary guy, but the JL still like him cause he’s Marvel.

Also, Junior and Mary have done similar horrific/gross things around the Teen Titans and Young Justice respectively.

[allpiesforourown]

I'm sorry but omega harem member Shen Yuan AU now has me in a choke hold-

Like,

Binghe is trying to find the perfect way to seduce Shen Yuan, because god knows he needs a miracle to unfuck up his entire 'I don't care for you, its just political' situation

Universe does its thing and sends a wife plot, Shen Yuan gets poisoned with some fuck or die plant when helping one of the wives meet with their family in a very dangerous section of the demon realm.

Binghe hears about his omegas poisoning and jumps at the chance to finally get closer to his A-Yuan. this! This is familiar to him, he's saved his wives from all kinds of poisons and aphrodisiac fueled heats before, he'd fuck him so good and show how great of an alpha he could be to him.

Only when he makes it there, Shen Yuans already been serviced by his bodyguard Liu Qingge. (its LITERALLY his job to save and service this omega, of course he fucked the poison out of him)

Turns out the news had reached Binghe far too late to be put to any use, partly do to Shen Yuan begging the wife he had been helping when he was poisoned to not bother Binghe with it. He just doesn't want to force Binghe to take care of him! (Binghe had just gotten back with a new wife too! Imagine how pissed he'd be if he interrupted them!)

The wife takes Shen Yuans insistence and worry as him being terrified of Binghe so of course she couldn't bring herself to tell the demon emperor (as should have been protocol). And if she actively helped hide his condition then it wasn't like anyone would rat her out for it, at least not after she told them how scared Shen Yuan had been of his Alpha husband. (Cue them believing that Shen Yuans wedding night must have been traumatising or something) rumors only spiral when an omega will take dealing with a deadly poison over fucking their literal husband.

So by the time the news reached Binghe it had already been a day. Bonus points if he walks in on Liu Qingge still inside his husband who's completely out of it from being throughly ravished for 12+ hours on and off to get the poison completely out of his system.

The stand off would be prime tea for the harem but absolutely terrifying to anyone who actually witnessed it. Binghe seething as his temper flairs to record levels.

"under what authority did you decide you could take such advances with MY omega."

"It's my job."

"No. its Mine."

"I was told you wouldn't be here"

"Well clearly I'm here now."

"Now is too late. he'd have been dead by now."

"...What?"

"He was poisoned yesterday. He'd have been dead by now."

And Liu Qingge isn't even being judgemental, I mean why would he be, this is a part of his job and a very enjoyable one at that. But Binghe is crumbling mentally as he tries to piece together how things went so wrong: Why wasn't he informed immediately? How had this been kept from him? Was someone trying to kill Shen Yuan? And now he wonders HOW exactly had his omega gotten poisoned?

The impulsive thoughts come too, he wants this bodyguard fired. But if he fired the man who saved his omega now, it would only seem like he'd wanted Shen Yuan dead.

An even uglier, more desperate part of him wanted to purposefully poison Shen Yuan with a poison only HE could cure, to have Shen Yuan need him.

POISONING YOUR HUSBAND AS FOREPLAY .... God I love binggeyuan and liushen, just the most emotionally dense people imaginable falling for each other

[happi-dreams]

I watched electric dreams finally !!!!!

It’s so good and odd but ohshdkebdkwbdhmehdh EDGARRR !!! EDGAR I LOVE YOUU !!!!!! ! ! ! ! YOU DESERVE BETTER !!!!!

When I saw the ending I SOBBED what the HELL,,,,,

[thebeeper]

it's been a hot minute since i read the odyssey, so this list is non-exhaustive, but epic has made me very odysseybrained rn so here's some of my favourite pieces of odyssey lore that were changed/not included by jorge:

odysseus having his men plug their ears with beeswax while passing the sirens but not doing it himself because he was curious real bad, and instead opting to have his men tie his ass to the mast of the ship and ignore all his kicking and screaming so he could listen for fun and survive

that one fucking guy who got drunk as a skunk at circe's and ended up on her roof the night before the crew was set to depart for the underworld, and when he awoke hungover to see everyone leaving without him, forgot where he was and ran off the roof breaking his neck and killing himself. the crew noticed he was missing but didn't look for him, which made things presumably at least a little awkward when he was the first guy they met upon entering the underworld

ok i've seen some people criticize odysseus for cheating on penelope with circe and calypso which is already a dogshit take cause obviously consent wasn't being freely given in a literal hostage situation, but also i'd like to point out that if he was a serial cheater he would not have ignored nausicaä like that?? she wanted him so bad and his ass did NOT care (probably cause she didn't fucking kidnap him or use sex as a ransom for his friends, hm.......)

also i'm very tickled by the idea of him in some versions of the story being like "hey kid, you're sweet and all, but you're too young for me and i'm happily married...... you know who IS single and your age though??" and then he sets her up with his kid (if someone knows which tellings have the nausicaä and telemachus kissing content in them PLEASE let me know which ones. for research purposes)

this one's only tangentially related but i need to talk to someone about the loose movie adaptation where ulysses is a runaway prisoner in the 1930s american south who starts a band with his friends called the soggy bottom boys. what was all that about

[bytedykes]

ok more thoughts on some of the characters mentioned in the notes

jun wu. just bring him back. yeah this is funny. everyone realizes that despite the atrocities he was really good at his job so they just dig him back up. my concern is that 1) no one likes him anymore and everyone is scared of him 2) someone would have to be supervising him 24/7 to make sure he doesn't go evil again and nobody wants to do that job. so maybe instead of reinstating him they just force him to work as an unpaid long-distance consultant as they rebuild because unfortunately his architecture expertise is needed. badly

yin yu. he COULD do the job and he could do it well but doesn't he deserve to not be doing this job. he could do it! but does he want to be doing it. i think if he gets put in charge he does his best for a bit and then quits without putting in his 2 weeks notice

mei nianqing. i don't think he could pull it off. he's too busy being a freelance fortune teller and the only employee at mt tonglu retirement home for evil old men. so it wouldn't work out

quan yizhen. LOLLLLLLLL

shi qingxuan. i don't think she would be a good heavenly emperor and i don't think she would want to do it. if he's getting put in charge the first thing he's doing is pushing the throne onto hx and then either going back to the human realm or assigning herself as he xuan's secretary

hua cheng. no one is happy. unless xie lian's life literally depends on him becoming emperor he's not doing it. if he does do it everyone quits heaven and runs away within an hour

quan yizhen again i'll give a real answer this time. he's just too shixiong brained to do it! besides that he has nooo idea how to run a company. zero financial responsibility. first order of business would be to try and give the position to yin yu and then trying to stop yin yu from faking his death and going into hiding

oligarchy. see previous point about democracy. like it just would not work lol everyone in power would kill each other within a week and everyone not in power would also kill each other trying to sabotage them

my thoughts on some possible heavenly emperor candidates postcanon in no particular order:

xie lian. lmfaooooo no way in hell is he taking the job. you couldnt pay him to do it. he's out of here

pei ming. very good because its very funny. i sincerely think pm could make a decent heavenly emperor. he could do the job just fine. however everyone would rather kill themselves and him than have him on the throne

lang qianqiu. hysterical to put him in charge. the best part is that i think he's the best option. he's ruled over a nation before and even managed to do so pretty successfully. what better way to hit this guy with some character growth than putting him in charge of a kid, a ghost lantern, AND the entire heavenly realm. hired

yushi huang. horrible choice. she doesn't know how to rule and doesn't want to

ling wen. the conundrum is that the next emperor can't be a civil god, because of all the civil gods the obvious choice is ling wen, and no one could do the job better than she could. but ling wen cannot be emperor because if someone tried to make her manage the whole court and do paperwork for that on top of her civil god job she'd try to do a jun wu 2

he xuan. by far the funniest choice. a secret he xuan clone becoming emperor is incredibly funny, the actual he xuan becoming emperor somehow is also funny but not as much. but a hx clone getting voted in and moreover doing a good job... pure gold. hired hired hired

fengqing. package deal you can't have just one of them. incapable of doing the job. burning of the heavenly capital TWO!

democracy. i understand the urge to get rid of the emperor position postcanon however this would lead to everyone just fucking murdering each other within like a week so it couldn't happen. i'm sorry

[mymoshangthoughts]

the thing about my mobei jun hcs are that i believe two things are equally true

mobei jun is helplessly in love with (airplane) shang qinghua and would do literally anything for him, finds him charming, wants to spend the rest of his life with him, would simp 100%, very in love

mobei jun absolutely hates that sniveling motherfucking stupid piece of dumb shit (airplane) shang qinghua and spends many days thinking about how nice it would be to pop off his stupid little head so that he'd stop with all the fucking bullshit and also, fuck that guy

like i think he finds pathetic crybaby airplane to be the cutest thing ever. and he simultaneously thinks he's the most obnoxious bastard ever.

to be fair, i think most of his hate comes solely from the fact that:

airplane is clearly lying to him, has been clearly lying to him, their whole fucking relationship is basically a lie from day 1 and getting him to say anything sincere is like pulling teeth

airplane is not his type. oki bear with me, i know that i SAY two-faced crybabies are his type and thats because THEY ARE. but its like, he doesnt REALIZE that's his type and it's also the type he hates. highkey, this man has 'uncle issues' and realizing that his type is lowkey similar to his uncle is a reality that he is NOT ready to cope with. so he very much THINKS thats the type of person he hates most, even tho he's weak to it

airplane is NOT RESPONDING APPROPRIATELY TO ANY OF HIS COURTING ATTEMPTS, NOT EVEN GIVING AN APPROPRIATE REJECTION. IT IS MADDENING. try being strung along for many years with someone who keeps kinda giving you HOPE they miiigggghhhttt like you back, but then they rescind it just as quickly. over and over and over until you kinda hate them a little bit

i just love the contradiction of mobei jun being very ready to be a devoted and loving partner while also being very ready and happy to punt shang qinghua into a death-cave, oki? like he's been strung along for WAY TOO LONG not to have some hang ups about his shitty not-boyfriend

in other words, our beloved ice demon king is a motherfucking tsundere. to his very core, this trsundere is dying at all times because he simultaneously loves and hates the object of his affection and feels deeply embarrassed by his own feelings and equally shameless about them. mobei jun is pretty much ready at all times to completely deny any affection ever held for shang qinghua with a cold passion AND to shamelessly announce that this is his consort, his husband, the owner of his heart, and the only one he ever wants near him and the person he cares for most in this world

our precious tsundere king is sliiiggghhttly just trying to guard his heart from breaking because shang qinghua basically sends him every single mixed message in the world and LOOK IT MAKES HIM A LOT INSANE

when he tastes even a whiff of rejection from shang qinghua, mobei jun is ready to close himself off and haughtily sniff "i never liked that human anyway, fuck off. im not crying at all". at the slightest indication that shang qinghua returns his affections, he's ready to throw away almost all of his pride and cling to him desperately

i love him so much. mobei jun is so fucking silly and i love it. he absolutely is mad at shang qinghua and holds a grudge against him (for various reasons). but he's also so down bad for shang qinghua that it's a bit sad lmfaooo

expanding upon my previous thoughts of "shang qinghua totally tricking mobei jun into marrying him without his knowledge", i'd just like to say that i think it's a particularly amazing thought with regards to mobei jun's Very Conflicted Heart in mind

like he's split in equal parts "omg omg omg im his!? he's mine?! WE'RE MARRIED?!?!?! HE LOVES ME?!!? HEAD EMPTY, NEED QINGHUA, WHERE QINGHUA, MUST QINGHUA, LOVE QINGHUA, AHHHHHHHHH, NEED HUSBAND NOW" and ".........im going to kill him. im going to skin him alive. im going to roast him over one of those fires he loves so fucking much and eat his organs in front of him while he pleads for his life. THAT MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF SHIT I CANNOT BELIEVE HIM IM GONNA--"

[leighsartworks216]

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Sylus x gn!streamer!Reader

Based on a prompt from @syluspen that took me WAY TOO LONG to get around to. This is actually a compilation of all the little things I started for it but never really finished. So, uh, enjoy

Warnings: fluff, silly, established relationship, video games

Word Count: 909

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The first time was an accident, really. He didn't realize you were in the middle of streaming for how quiet you were being and came in to ask you what you wanted for dinner.

From that point on, Sylus was the most anticipated part of every livestream.

You didn't mind it. You love your man, love that he chooses to interrupt even when he knows you are streaming just to bring you a drink or give you a quick kiss just to let you know he's home from "work". You're always a little worried someone will recognize him. Thankfully, no one has so far, and hopefully it stays that way.

The chat's screaming is your only warning before arms wrap around you from behind and Sylus's chin is resting on your shoulder. You lean back into him easily, beaming as you pause in your gaming, letting it sit on a dialogue box, waiting to be read.

"Did you just get home?"

"Mhm." He playfully brushes this side of your headphones back with his nose, exposing your ear and kissing your sideburn. "What are you playing?"

"Dream Daddy." You laugh at the odd look he gives you. You circle your mouse over your avatar in the corner. "Aren't I cute? Think you'd still date me if I look like this?"

He huffs a laugh. "Sweetie, if I would still date you if you were a worm, I would still date you if you were a guy."

The chat is zooming by quickly on the secondary monitor he bought you. A lot of people scream about him being "bisexual confirmed?!?!!" He pays them no mind.

"Is it a dating sim?" he asks.

You nod, turning your head to kiss his cheek. "Awe, guys, he's learning!"

"Any good dating options?" he asks playfully. "My current partner keeps teasing me; I may need to browse some new options."

You laugh and he chuckles by your ear, squeezing you tighter in ardent affection. You open up a browser to pull up a picture of all the love interests lined up. You explain each one to him while he listens patiently.

"Which one are you going for right now?"

"Guess."

He hums thoughtfully. "Robert?"

"Got it in one."

"Well, he's the most like me."

??? Is he a cryptid hunter too????

literally look nothin alike how tf

Istg this guy is in some shady business...

You flip back over to the game. He can tell now that one of the other love interests is who you're talking to. You turn your head so you can whisper in his ear. "You alright?"

He hums again with a small nod. "Just tired. Don't worry, sweetheart."

"Let me finish this up and we can go to bed, okay?" You kiss his cheek to cement your promise. He lifts his chin from your shoulder and kisses your forehead. "I'll only be a minute."

"Take your time." He kisses your forehead again for good measure. "Have fun, sweetie." His arms slide from their place around you as he heads toward the door.

-

Sylus loves watching you like this. Usually, he would wait somewhere else in a manor, tending to product for buyers or going over contracts. Tonight, however, you'd promised your viewers that you would play a horror game, and you needed him there in the room as moral support.

Which meant he got to tend to his guns (being off-camera as it were) and watch you panic over a haunted bear that wanted to kill you.

"Fuck fuck fuck, where's Bonnie?!" You jump with a startled cry, nearly flinging your headphones off from the fright. You lean back into your chair, hands on your head, as you read chat and try to calm your racing heart.

"You alright, sweetie?" he calls, trying to hide the amusement in his voice.

You're either too dazed to notice it or ignoring it altogether as you hum noncommittally. "The rabbit got me," you murmur.

The chats start flooding in out of nowhere. A few donations, a lot of screaming...

"Oh, I forgot to tell you guys that my partner is here for moral support." You giggle breathlessly. You look over at him with a smile. "They got jumpscared by your voice."

He chuckles. "I suppose I should be flattered to be on par with the monsters in your game."

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Headcanons:

He supports your streaming without hesitation

Top of the line monitors, ergonomic chairs, cat ear headphones - name it and it's yours

But he doesn't show up during your streams very often

Really you're the one who insisted he stay out of sight, given his work and the possibility that someone may just recognize him

He likes to play your livestreams in the background while he works

When you excitedly ramble to him about what happened later, he already knows, but he loves to hear it from you

If you mention craving something, he's there after a bit with exactly what you wanted, whether it's a drink or a snack

Understands completely if you don't want to eat on camera, and just saves it for you for after

Maybe sticks his head into the room to show you what he got, or messages you saying it's waiting on the table

Very very rarely is he ever in the room while you stream, but it does happen

He scared your viewers when he suddenly spoke up from the sidelines

They thought he broke in or something

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[judesmoonbeauty]

𝕁𝕦𝕕𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕫𝕫𝕒'𝕤 𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜

This is a fan translation only. Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. This is a full translation. Creative liberties are taken for characterization and smoother translation process. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translation elsewhere. Thank you for your support! ☾.

CW: Violence, Blood, Man-handling (For a reason)

Jude: Doesn’t the contract state “human-traffickin’s” prohibited?

(Human-trafficking….?)

Nobleman: W-well, I would never do such a thing……

The flustered man seems to come from a prominent background, is cultured, and has a gentle smile.

There isn’t a single trace of him that hints at him being the “root of evil behind the circulation of the illegal drugs.”

For a moment, I was suspicious of this being misinformation. However…..

Jude: Got evidence. So, I don’t wanna hear yer filthy lies.

Jude looked down on the man with an icy stare.

Jude: ….Six shots.

Nobleman: ….Six shots?

Jude: ‘Course, ain’t no way ya remember. It’s the number of people ya sold off.

Jude: Six shots - Payin’ ya back, one shot each.

Nobleman: W-wait a minute, what…

(……!) ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

Jude kicked the man in his jaw with all his might.

Nobleman: Ugh…..

And with the sound of breaking bones, the man fell from his seat to the floor writhing in pain.

A large amount of blood gushed from his mouth.

Jude’s shoes echoed as he approached the man.

Jude: That’s just the first shot, ‘n yet yer already losin’ yer spirit. C’mon, get up.

Nobleman: Hic…Wait, Jude….listen to me….— Gaahh

As he staggered up on his feet in order to flee, he was struck with a second kick.

Teeth flew into the air and blood spattered onto the ceiling.

Nobleman: S-stop already…Keugh.

Jude: ‘Though yer shriekin’ with that foul voice, I can’t hear ya.

Jude: Lookie here, four shots left.

(……) (ó﹏ò｡)

I wonder which bone will be broken now.

Just how many times will this ruthless sound make me want to cover my ears.

Jude: ….Three shots t’go.

Jude slowly lifted his foot making a show of his fearsomeness.

Nobleman: H-hic…hi-sto..p….

The man begs inaudibly, drenched in blood, tears, and urine.

体液 “Taeiki” Literally means “Body Fluids”. The line literally translates to, "The man begs inaudibly, drenched in blood, tears, and bodily fluids." …..I’m pretty sure the pos pissed himself, so I opted to change it.

Jude: Sure, I’ll stop

Jude: —Ain’t no way I’d say somethin’ like that.

The instant his foot raised high, I couldn’t stand it anymore….

Kate: Please, just stop already….!

Jude: Hah?

Without thinking, I lurched toward Jude’s arm.

Jude: ….Yer in the way.

Kate: I don’t like this…..

I clung to his arm desperately shaking my head.

Jude: Such a hassle.

With me still clutching his arm, Jude swung his leg down at the man’s head as he crawled on the floor.

Jude: Tch, I barely grazed him. Doesn’t count.

Jude: ‘N he’s ‘bout near passed out from fear. Ain’t no fun.

I slowly lowered my gaze to the man lying in a pool of blood.

(This person is capable of doing this much on their own. It’s not wrong.)

(But….)

Revenge for revenge.

A chain of hatred.

It’s never ending.

Kate: If you do something like this, won’t they try to kill you again out of revenge?

Jude: So what?

My heart filled with blend of anger and sadness at his seemingly uncaring attitude.

Kate: You intentionally make enemies, gain grudges, and put yourself in dangerous situations….!

Kate: You……don’t you realize you’re going to die?

(If this keeps up, I’m sure someday)

Jude: Huh? If I kick the bucket from earnin’ some grudges, it ain’t got nothin’ to do with ya.

Jude: Don’t need ya stickin’ yer nose in with yer feel good sense of justice, idiot.

Kate: …….

He shook his arm free from my grasp.

The warmth that was the only proof that he was a human being…..vanished.

With the loss of his warmth, I just stood there helpless and shocked as I watched the violence unfold.

Jude: Losin’ yer fire, lookit. There’s two more shots t’go, misssster.

Nobleman: Gah……ugh…..

Now that Jude’s escaped my grasp, there’s no stopping him.

A glass of water was poured onto the unconscious man’s head……

Jude: Hey, now that’cha came to. I’m gonna thoroughly enjoy messin’ with ya.

Moonlight poured into the window, illuminating the blood-soaked Jude.

(….Why)

He was laughing with so much joy, in the endless cycle of revenge.

(My heart…… hurts so so much—)

While I listened to the creaking deep in my chest, the door busted open.

Kate: ….!!

The ones who abruptly crashed into the room were the mansion’s guards.

Ellis: Jude, looks like we got caught.

Jude: Haah, we were too slow.

Guard: We won’t let you bastards live!

貴様等っ “Kisamatō” up until 1945 this was used by the Japanese military to address one another respectfully. Nowadays, it’s considered a rude and derogatory way of addressing someone. It can mean ?you, bastard, or son of a bitch".

When the guards saw their employer collapsed on the floor, their faces turned fuming red.

Ellis: They look angry.

Jude: Let’s kick their arses ‘n get outta here.

And just like that, a huge brawl started.

Guard: Got y…..—

Dodging the hand trying to grab him, Jude poked the man’s forehead with his fingertip.

— The guardsman collapsed on the spot like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

(…..Is he dead….no, sleeping?)

Promptly looking up at Jude, he jabbed the each of the guards in their foreheads as they came at him,

They all fell asleep without exception.

(This….is Jude’s cursed ability.)

Ellis: Kate, watch out!

Kate: Huh?

Unaware of the presence approaching me from behind, there was the sound of a baton swinging down above my head.

(……) (｡>﹏<)

I immediately covered my head, and a few seconds later, something fell to the floor with a thud.

Jude: Dimwit. Didja really learn self-defense?

Looking over, the man who going to attack me was put to sleep by Jude.

I stared at him stunned and speechless…..

Jude: If that’s all ya can do, then do yer best to stay outta my way, yeah?

Jude glanced at me and then back in the middle of the fight.

(It’s just as Jude said….in this situation, my presence is just getting in the way of them both.)

The self-defense skills I learned from Ellis, and the gun I wear are all meaningless.

(I’m useless this way)

On top of that, my body was so frozen from fear, that I couldn’t move….

(Wh….what was that noise?)

The crackling sound of a fire was coming from somewhere.

Jude: Tch, plannin’ to burn the place to ground ‘n destroy the evidence.

Following his words, Jude grabbed me by the scruff of my neck —

[Screen Jolt]

Kate: Kyaaa…..

He threw me out of the window with all his strength.

I tumbled onto the lawn over and over again, until I finally came to a stop.

Kate: Ouuuch…..

Grimacing, I looked up and there was Jude, on the other side of the window frame looking down at me.

Jude: Yer a nuisance. Even a naive princess could get that through her thick skull.

My shoulders shivered at the terrifying look in his eyes.

His amethyst eyes were tainted with the victim’s blood,

The cold, bluish-purple was worn out by the vivid, trickling red.

Jude: While ya were “lookin’ for something to like,” somethin’ popped into my head

Jude: —Yer gonna die.

Kate: …..

[Flashback]

Kate: You intentionally make enemies, gain grudges, and put yourself in dangerous situations….!

Kate: You……don’t you realize you’re going to die?

[Flashback Ends]

I bit my lip as the exact words I said were thrown back at me.

Jude: Can’t even respond. Such a useless woman.

Jude: Don’t ever show yerself in front of me again, got that?

(Don’t come around anymore….?)

I’m more than painfully aware that I’m useless, all of the insults he’s showered me with have already torn my heart up like a tattered rag.

(But….)

Kate: I can’t do that, I’m the fairytale keeper —

(I can’t give in yet….)

I scraped together what little stubbornness I had left and stared at Jude, when all that stubbornness got crushed.

Jude: Shut yer mouth, commoner.

Jude: T’night ya got trapped in the fire ‘n died all miserable like.

Jude: Dont’cha understand what I’m sayin’?

Jude: Pointless righteousness ‘n pretty words. I’ve learned through a shitload of lessons that it’s useless.

Jude: Well, I’m off.

Jude’s figure on the other side of the window disappeared within the smoke and flickering flames.

Dumfounded, I listen to the brawl pick up once again along with the fiery crackles.

(….Should I help?)

(No, I shouldn’t…..)

From the start Jude’s thought of me as an annoying burden, and he was always trying to get rid of me.

(…He’s been waiting this whole time for me to throw in the towel.)

(But even if I say that, it’s pointless.)

Tonight, I’m definitely nothing more than extra baggage.

I should just quietly disappear like he said…..

(Tonight I’ll die in this fire)

Kate: …..This might be for the best.

I shakily rise up.

My entire body hurt from be thrown around.

(Even if I run away like this…..it’s fine.)

— But what really hurts is my heart.

Kate: ……..

My heart felt eaten away by a sense of helplessness….but…

What welled up inside my heart more than that was frustration.

Kate: Arrghh….

I start pounding my fist into the ground,

So many times that I made a hole in the grass.

Kate: …..There’s no way I can back down here.

During the fight, I wasn’t able to pick up a weapon, but my dirt-covered hands feel like they can move a bit now.

(I’m positive there’s something that I can do—)

I pulled myself together and ran from there.

[Transitions To Different Area of the Mansion]

— Two shadows illuminated by the fire, jumped out of the blazing mansion.

Ellis: Jude. What should we do with the people passed out in the mansion’s garden?

Jude: If they’re condemned it don’t matter what we do with ‘em. That crank of a queen’s aide said so.

Jude: Toss ‘em all in the lab.

Ellis: On it.

As Ellis walked away, the sound of sirens hit my ears.

The distant echoes were heading towards the mansion.

Jude: ………….

Kate: Jude.

Jude looked up at the sound of the voice.

The second he caught sight of Kate, he scowled as he usually did when he spotted her.

Jude: What’re ya doin’. Thought’cha were dead?

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My thoughts: So, I think if I have any qualms about Jude's route it's where Kate tells him that she doesn't like what he's doing. It...irritated me a bit, not because she was afraid of the situation, but because she when through hell to get Jude to let her tag along with him, and then she was um, no. Wdym, no? Girly pop you asked to stick with him. But, I think this scene is also important because it does touch on her naiveté a bit. So, short-lived frustration.

I really love chapter 4 because it's very reminiscent of little Jude in his Past Records, where his heart hurts, and he has this moment where it shatters to pieces when his curse manifests. Kate's heart is in pain too and when she picks herself up she gives into her frustration and beats the ground with her fist. That and the fact that she yells just feels like it mirrors Jude's "rebirth" so to speak when his curse manifests. I feel like this is where she's reborn too, and idk, I love it!

[himbodruid]

Taking a break from Sylus fics to give yall some Zayne!

Zayne x Reader

Intended for 18+ readers. MINORS DNI.

Desperate -:- clothed sex -:- angst -:- possessive Zayne (kinda) -:- Zayne loses control (but not of his evol)

Desperation in Yearning

There was a certain excitement that came with danger, an addictive rush of adrenaline. Maybe that was why you kept throwing yourself into missions that could end in your death. Or maybe it was some sort of misguided sense of survivor’s guilt, seeing as you’d been quite literally throwing yourself into your work for the last 14 years. Since the explosion. Since your world came raining down in a rain of ash and embers.

Your bags were almost packed, even though the shuttle wasn’t leaving for another several days. Captain Jenna had given you and the rest of the deployment team a few days off in order to prepare for the arduous journey, but you felt unsettled. You needed to move. To do something other than hurry up and wait.

Cooking was a nice way to distract yourself, even if you weren’t very good at it. What you made was edible at least, if not very creative.

A hurried knock on your door returned you to reality on that first night, and you looked up with brows drawn down. You weren’t expecting any visitors, and the stirfry you’d been disassociating over was almost done (note: probably burnt actually). Shaking your head, you removed the pan from the heat and killed the stove so you wouldn’t start a fire in your distraction.

Zayne was there on the other side of the door. He was out of breath, as if he’d run straight from Akso Hospital. He also looked…angry, and you ushered him inside.

“Doctor Zayne? What’s going on? Is something wrong?”

He took a moment to compose himself. It was almost disturbing to see the usually unflappable Doctor Zayne in such a state, and you feared the worst.

“When were you going to tell me,” he demanded. His usually even voice held the slightest of tremors, and you didn’t understand why. His eyes held an intensity to them that made you look anywhere but his face.

“What do you mean? Tell you about what?” He sat heavily in a stool at your breakfast bar and you put a hand on his shoulder. He stiffened under your touch.

“When were you going to tell me that you’re leaving?”

“Oh. That.” You still didn’t understand why it was such a big deal to him. It was just like any other away mission before. You always texted him when you were heading out and he wished you a safe return. And then when you returned, the two of you would go out to dinner together. You always celebrated your wins with him, mourned the losses with him.

“Were you just going to send me some off-hand text again? Letting me know you’d be leaving and then leave me in radio silence for weeks on end? Leave me wondering if everything was going okay, if you were safe- alive, even?”

He stood and punctuated his words by crowding you against the counter. His hazel eyes held a predatory glint to them, a look you were so unused to in his regularly smooth expression. He wasn’t one to wear his emotions easily, and you always struggled to read him. Even now, when he had you pinned at your counter, you couldn’t figure out what he was so upset over.

“Doctor Zayne, it’s fine. I do stuff like this all the time, it’s part of my job.”

His hand slammed down on the counter, making you jump. “Purposefully throwing yourself in harm’s way is not part of the job, not when you constantly do it to the point of self-destruction!”

You stared up at him, eyes wide in wonder. His face was flush and you thought you could read despair in his expression. This was a man that was always calm, cool, and collected, and yet here he was losing his temper at you.

“I…didn’t think of it that way. I’m sorry,” you say to him, trying to appease him so he would relax. But your words only seemed to fuel his frustration even more.

“That’s the problem. You never seem to think,” he whispered, the tremble in his voice more prominent now.

“Zayne,” you say, dropping his title in favour of your friendship. “What’s all this about? I don’t understand why you’re so upset about this. Please, help me understand.”

He blew out a shaky breath and let his head drop to your shoulder. You froze. It’s not that you didn’t see Zayne as a man, it’s that you always thought he never saw you as a woman. You thought maybe he only ever saw you as a trouble-making younger sibling, seeing as you had been friends with him since childhood. But here he was, face buried in your neck while he struggled to maintain his composure.

“I’m tired of watching the woman I love run head-long into danger,” he said quietly. “And not knowing if you’re safe is a special kind of torture I wouldn’t wish on anyone.”

You felt your heart shudder at his admission. Oh how you’ve been so stupid, so blind to his true feelings. The only credit you could give yourself is that Zayne wasn’t the best at portraying what he felt, and you were even worse at picking up social cues.

Your mind dug through all of your memories with him. How he would always seem to hug you a little longer than necessary when you came home. How he would always use one excuse or another to call and check up on you. How his demeanor went from cold and distant to warm and welcoming as time passed. The clues were there all along, you just never picked up on them. Or you assumed they were just a natural progression of friendship.

“Zayne, I-“ you didn’t know what to say. How to finish that sentence. You felt like you were in shock and you didn’t know what to do. He lifted his head from your shoulder slowly, bringing those damnably beautiful eyes up to bore into your very soul.

“I hate not knowing if you’ll survive the next mission that takes you away from me. I hate not being able to clear my schedule fast enough to go alongside you as a medic. And I hate the very idea of losing you to your own stubbornness.”

With that, he leaned forward and his lips captured yours. It was hesitant at first, testing, but the last remnants of his control snapped when you returned the kiss in equal measure. He coaxed your mouth open with ease and plunged his tongue in to tangle with yours. He poured all his desperation into you in that single point of contact, his hand coming up to grasp the back of your head to hold you in place.

When he finally broke away to let you have some air, his face was flush with all that was left unsaid. His eyes pleaded with you, his breath mingled with yours. He searched you for the same kind of yearning he bore to you. And when your gaze flicked to his mouth and back to his eyes with a soft sigh, he knew he had his answer.

He hauled you up against him, holding you as close as he possibly could as if that act alone could prevent you from leaving him. As if that alone would keep you by his side and out of danger forever. But it was that threat of danger that made desperation all the more prominent, all the more sweeter.

Zayne carried you to your bedroom without hesitation and without trouble, as though you weighed nothing more than the pen he carried in his lab coat every day at work. Your legs wrapped around his waist, arms around his broad shoulders on instinct, hiking up the skirt you wore and exposing yourself to his chill touch. He plopped down on the corner of your mattress with you straddling his lap, not even taking a moment to break the kiss. You rocked your hips against him, lost to his every touch that drove you deeper into a needy mess.

You hated admitting it, but you knew that this is what you’ve been craving for so long. The realization that you were waiting for him to make a move so that your passion wouldn’t scare the normally reserved doctor away. Zayne was letting go of all those reservations and it was the single most attractive thing you ever experienced.

He devoured you. Touched you. The noises he made shot right to your core and your own noises rose to respond to him. The chill of his hands sent shivers dancing through you. You could feel the length of him hardening beneath you, responding resolutely to the grind of your core against him. One of his large hands found your thigh, smoothing along your skin until he was at your hip and his thumb ran along the edge of your underwear. You were subconsciously glad you wore lace, but it didn’t really matter when you were lost to him. And, gods, the cold metal of his watch pressing into your hot skin did something unspeakable to you.

The pad of his thumb pressed against your clit, making lazy circles as his tongue continued to battle with yours. You couldn’t stop the moan you released into his mouth, but the noise only seemed to goad him further. He absorbed the sounds you made and became drunk off you.

And then you were suddenly pinned underneath him. One hand held your wrists above your head while those elegant fingers of the other dipped into your slicked folds. When he found you wet and wanting, he groaned into your neck. He curled those fingers inside you, eliciting a gasp as he put pressure in the perfect place. You bucked your hips against his hand, chasing the release he was so graciously gifting you.

And when you fell over the edge, you breathed his name into the air like a chanting prayer. Your body arched into him involuntarily and your hands grasped at whatever they could while still restrained.

But Zayne wasn’t done with you. He was far from it.

He removed his fingers from you, bringing them up to inspect the result of your climax still slicked between them. And then he looked you in the eye, muttering ‘beautiful’ before he stuck those fingers in his mouth and savored the taste of you with a moan. And something about that damn watch on his wrist while he did it.

And, fuck, he still wasn’t done torturing you.

The buckle of his belt was loosened and his cock freed from his pants with hardly an effort. He did it all with one hand while still pinning your wrists together above your head. You wanted so badly to touch him, but all you could do was wrap your legs around his hips as his narrow hips nestled between your thighs. And then your underwear was brushed aside and his cock slicked against your folds, a gentle, testing nudge at first. Then pushing further at your moaned pleas.

You all but begged him to fuck you roughly like you wanted, and still he took the time to make sure your petite body could accommodate his size without hurting you. And, oh how he filled you. It was more than you could have ever dreamed, and still he remained infuriatingly still inside you while his mouth worked at yours with promises of what was to come.

You flexed your walls on him in silent revenge, and he hissed a moan into your mouth with an involuntary forward jerk of his hips. And that’s all it took for the dam to break on his control.

Before you knew it, he was slamming into you with reckless abandon, so hard you swore you could feel yourself being moved across your bed. His hand finally released yours and all you could do was cling to him while he basically folded you in half, trying to somehow get even deeper than he already was. His grunts, moans, whimpers were diffused by him burying his face in your neck. You chanted his name into the open air, punctuating it by kisses and bites against whatever skin of his neck and chest you could access.

He hooked his arms underneath your knees, giving himself the most access he could while he pistoned in and out of you like a madman. Every thrust slammed against that sweet spot in your core and you came undone around him more times than you could count before he’d even gotten close to his end. Each climax that swept through you was more intense than the last until you were all but screaming his name.

“So damn…good,” he grunted, his pace increasing as his own orgasm finally neared. His sounds were no longer muffled by your neck or mouth. He let his own pleasured cries rise with yours as he continued making a mess of the both of you. His words became incoherent as he lost himself to the rapture.

Zayne slammed so, so impossibly deep into you with a sound that came out like a mix between a shout and a moan. His climax steamrolled through him so thoroughly that all he could do was jerk his hips while trembling in your hold. Your walls quivered around his cock once more, milking him as he flooded you with his cum.

Zayne collapsed atop you, a sweating panting mess. You realized that the both of you were still fully clothed, so caught up in your frenzied coupling that you didn’t even take time to undress. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to be embarrassed at the madness that’d taken over the both of you. Especially when he was still shifting his hips in micro-thrusts that made you realize that he was still hard inside you.

Everything about this encounter sent a thrill through you, and it was something you would never forget. Though, your mind went blank when he suddenly rode you through overstimulation only to jolt you both through an unexpected mutual orgasm. His cock twitched and pulsed inside you as another deluge of cum filled you. And your body was all too eager to take him in. If it weren’t the sensations of his cock inside you, you were almost certain the sounds he was making would have sent you over the edge again. Or even the contrast of his cold hands on your heated skin.

It felt all too soon, but he pulled from you with a long moan. He kissed you and put his forehead against yours in an action so tender that it nearly brought tears to your eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured to you with an embarrassed smile. “That’s not exactly how I imagined that would go.”

“Yeah?” You chuckled. “How was it supposed to go?”

“Slow and sweet. Definitely not horny and wild while clothed,” he grumbled. You couldn't help but look down and grinned when you saw the mess the both of you had made against his nice black trousers.

“Why not show me how it was meant to be?” You ventured. That soft smile of his played across his face as he leaned in and kissed you.

He proceeded to demonstrate what his first idea had been. Soft, slow, and sweet, bringing the both of you to climax over and over. He worshipped your body in a multitude of ways and you were grateful, then, for the days off that Jenna had given you. Because, aside from going home for a change of clothes and picking up some take out, Zayne hardly left your bed until it was time for you to go.

He walked you to the shuttle while trying to stoically hide the devastation in his eyes. Other hunters were already boarding the vehicle, but you turned to face him while your luggage was loaded, drawing him into a tight hug.

“I promise to be more mindful of missions in the future,” you say to him. You lean up in his embrace and kiss him in full view of anyone that cared to look. You knew there would be relentless teasing from Tara, but you didn’t care.

“After all, I have someone at home to look forward to now.”

[blond3ang3l]

❄️Snowy day with Batkids❄️

(Male reader)

Dick- 17 Jason- 16 Tim-12 Duke & Cass- 10 Steph- 7 Damian-5

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“Get your cold ass hands off me you son of a bitch!”

“No way, not after you had us outside for two hours because you lost the key.”

You shook your head listening to your two step children go back and forth. You had came home to see them in nothing but pajamas outside to your confusion. What made it worse was that it was snowing heavy, at least 4 inches now. You had just came back from food shopping and Bruce was out grabbing other stuff. You two left the oldest two to watch their younger siblings so just how did they end up out here? You unlocked the door and pushed them into the house to warm up.

“Cmon boys. I’m gonna go check on your brothers and sisters. You two try not to kill each other please.”

Your hand went to the back of their heads rubbing it softly before going upstairs to check on the younger five kids. It was the middle of the days so the youngest two Damian and Steph were in their rooms napping. You stepped into the room and your heart practically melted. The two tended to argue about literally nothing but they looked so adorable. The two fell asleep on the floor next to each other after they seemed to have finished painting. They were covered in it and their finished products were on the floor. Steph’s was a picture of the family and Damian’s seemed to be of you, Bruce, and Talia. A small smile came on your face and you picked the two up and laid them in their beds. You’d have to bathe them later but it was so worth it.

Duke was playing quietly with Cass in their shared room. As you stepped in the two kids practically lit up. You were ambushed and tackled to the floor making you groan but chuckle as well.

“I’m glad you guys are happy to see me.”

“Daddy! Is papa Bruce with you? He said he was gonna train me when he got back from the store!”

You smiled at Cass’s eagerness to see and be like her other father. It was adorable how much you guys children adored him.

“No, but he is on his way. Why don’t you get dressed so you’ll be ready when he comes.”

She practically squealed with excitement at your words. Duke was holding on to your leg. You looked down to him and he was smiling up at you. It was damn cute, while bruce had Cass, Damian, Dick and Stephanie you had Duke and Jason who were total daddy boys for you. You pressed your lips to his forehead before letting go back to playing.

That was four now only one was missing. When you heard a sudden crash from the bathroom you knew it was the last one.

“Tim, what are you doing this time?”

He turned around and all you see is him messing with your hair and skin care. The twelve year olds face was covered in your charcoal mask making you shake your head to keep from laughing.

“I uh- I didn’t know you’d be home so soon dad.”

“Uh huh, and you seem to be havin a real good time with my stuff kid.

You wet a rag to wipe the excess away from his eyes to keep it from getting inside them.

“Need to be careful boy. Next time wait for me to help you. Or ask Dick, he knows how to do it without getting messy. And ask before you just touch my stuff, you could have been allergic to something in this”

“My bad dad.”

You hummed in response until you hand sudden thought.

“Wait a minute did you not hear your brothers knocking on the door?”

“Oh no I did. But they wouldn’t let me play the game with them so I ignored it.”

You deadpanned at your son’s words and got ready to scold him when you heard Stephanie’s small voice calling out to you.

“Dada!”

You had a long day ahead of you..

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I’m gonna make a part two probably next week

My Christmas sucked so writing what I want my future to be<3

[eggcats]

The way my mind is already writing the fucked up manipulative Alastor to a Vox desperate to be wanted and needed and I WORK for the next 4 days 😭

I've already gotten my mind as like, Alastor is mentally thanking Valentino for making Vox so desperate to be someone's Important Person that Alastor barely has to even try to get Vox practically eating out of his palm, it's literally So Easy.

Every time Vox brings up something Alastor insulted him about, it's so easy to gaslight him into thinking it was for some other reason! And all Alastor has to do in return is assure Vox that Alastor DOESN'T have anyone he'd rather be with (🙄) and all THAT involved was telling him he'd turned down Angel Dust! It's like Valentino was PRIMING Vox for him! He'd thank him, but he assumes Vox turning against him, and Alastor killing him when his back is turned will get the message across.

And Alastor considering KEEPING Vox instead, having him hanging off for any remotely kind word of validation and unintentionally giving Alastor unprecedented power over him and his business, instead of crushing him like a bug like was his initial plan.

Alastor is a deal maker and a planner, and he can surely get Vox trained like a loyal dog in no time, and possibly even enough to convince the desperate television to give him his soul, even! ("So I can make sure you're always well and happy, my dear, I like to take care of my things, you know.")

Hysterical. Alastor is almost salivating at the thought of Vox realizing that he's lost everything, but maybe he'll keep him contended for a while. It's so ENTERTAINING to see such a prideful man practically begging for scraps from him, and then thanking him for them!

(I'm also thinking, like, Valentino essentially training Vox to act like a pornstar when they're in bed and Alastor breaking him of that habit because - while he's not interested in the act itself - it gives him vicious satisfaction to see his longtime rival crying and begging for his touch without an ounce of shame. Pathetic.)

[cynicalclairvoyantcadaver]

Annabeth apologising to Percy for setting him up against the Ares cabin, anyone?

I was rereading the Lightning Thief, and I wanted to share something that's been on my mind for the past few weeks-

So in Percy's first game of Capture The Flag, Annabeth sets him up against 5 trained Ares warriors, one of which has a literal electric spear.

And Percy does get injured and even maimed. Clarisse's electric spear is painful to him. It numbs and stings him.

And then Luke gets the flag, they win, and Percy's mad at Annabeth, who shrugs and says, 'Hey, it was just for strategic distraction, you were handling it sO wEll!

(Rick and Annabeth really piss me off sometimes)

To digress, I like this scene because Percy is actually mad at Annabeth. I want more Percy mad at Annabeth.

And then with the ensuing chaos of there being a hellhound and Percy being claimed, both he and Annabeth forget about this.......seemingly forever.

And it's just frustrating, because I really want Annabeth to apologize for this. I want her to grovel about this, even. I want her to be really sorry and keep apologizing, because Percy was in literal danger. Clarisse and her cabin mates would have maimed Percy and possibly even killed him. In their POV, he was drowning in the creek and they were laughing.

And it doesn't MATTER if Percy and Annabeth weren't friends and lovers then. They were friends and lovers later, so Annabeth can apologise and grovel later.

Rick should have written a sincere apology scene where Annabeth apologises to Percy about this. In my opinion, in TLT she should've apologized and in HOO, she should've remembered this and apologised again.

We'll never get it since Percabeth is now a toxic couple......sigh..........oh my god, I feel so horrible for Percy, even if he's a fictional character. Percy you need a break from everything magical, just go fish with your dad or something. PERCY GO HEAL YOURSELF PLEASE

[patrik6090]

Fire emblem (but with actual effort done by someone for someone who has heard penny rambled and played most of the games)

Patrik6090: Iago, fruitiest Tumblr Mf turned into (one of) fruitiest fire emblem MFs

pennyroyald: Annette, sweet cute girl that will bash your head in for both approval and anger issues

Mari: Camilla, a type of knight and also lilac hair ignore the icky maybe incest stuff and bam it's Mari Even personality wise

@importantpeachfury : Lianna, the princess of aytolis probably makes her rich, she's also blond and is like peach if she was smart except still dumb but also way smarter

manicali: Henry, a dark mage who kills others with a smile, he is also a heroic sided character and fits eerily close to manic in character

Groggle: Tune, two entity's of pure chaos

@stargazing-with-friends : Eleanora, a mature and smart elder woman and mother of protagonist eliwood, she fits ig

@ms-macintosh : Al, an annoying dumbass who wins at everything and is way cooler then people say they are, unfairly hated, perfectly fits them

@aflairforthemelodramaticc : generic villager, basic

@half-fey-freak-of-nature : Tsubasa Oribe, reasoning, VIBES VIBES VIBES

@sleepy-boything-shit : viron, Fruity Mf with similar vibes even if they act different

@f4y3w00d5 : Faye, both obbsesive and neglected and also FAYE AS FAYE I COULDNR RESIST TOAKE FAYE FAYE

@decaffeinatedcatkitten :Gunter, reasoning? Vibes

@canisnebular : Jamie, reasoning? Same vibes

@sarrinight :claud (FE4) basically you if you were a wimp

@asqadia-banthen : ylgr, murder child with axe

@eirxair : FE12 bantu, reasoning? He's the worst character in the game

@losairr : Azuka advisor of pelleas, reasoning? He's a scumbag racist and you give off similar vibes, but you also feel like you have similar personality which is the selling point

@letmeoutofthebasementplease : Lilith, she's the closest thing to a slime girl in fire emblem I can think of and your a slime girl in my head, she doesn't act much like you though

illusionsignmisdirecti0n: Julius, idk you give jule vibes

@weenietickler : glen, reasoning? VIBES

@wyfy-meltdown : Sharena, Kind, cute, gambler, always ignored by isnysts and she's a hero,

@moongasux : Kris, reasoning? Your similar to each other

@roeldraws : Keaton, reasoning? WOLFBOY IS WOLFBOY

@the-rat12 : Layla, VIBES and Music

@ihavehomework2dobutimhereinstead : Kempf, AMERICA ITSELF AS KEMPF AMERICA ITSELF

@gobodegoblin : Sothis, vibes

@iri-desky : Manuela, Music girl

@pansexualcake9 : shinon, no explanation needed

@vee1021 : Catria, your litteraly them

@enbypalsidk : Naesala, your Naesala id they were a girl and nice

@watercraver : Oliver, I don't need to explain

@mayowayo : Alfred(??????????) idk I couldn't figure someone out and they were the biggest almost maybe

@untitled14360 : Titania, old lady who's mentally strong and has similar vibes

@kimisbunny : Bord, a strong hearted warrior with great determination and muscle who works best with his partners who are like brothers to him

@sunsickle : Læraðr, you command the same level of intimidation and respect, you give off his aura of power and his level of anger

@durdurdurrrb : eda, Vibes

@im-an-anthusiast : Python, strong sassy and strong, might be confusing him with someone else but don't wanna look up the name

@transfem-users ' Dimitri, Dimitri is a transfem egg in my eyes

@yuris-redgreen-drink : Manuela, you two are the same person

@sarah-ankh : Minerva, a strong powerful charismatic amazing woman and lady who is amazing

@cado-thingy : genny, same vibes

@irishfry : Oscar, you are literally him

@apjofan : alcryst, Seemingly wimpy and untalented, but he is in truth a worthy and smart young man deserving of millions of praise

@tameable50 : yarne, you are bunny and yarne is bunny

@lovegood3173 : surtr, he's you if you were evil and mean

@poisoned-sugar11 : linhardt, communism

@frost-the-soulcrow-elytrian : Limstella, same people

@stervers : Rennac, he's just a normal guy

@soruset : dream King freyr, same vibes

@jellyfishrui : Makalov, you if you were a bad person

@stargazer365 : Forrest, he acts a lot like you, he's also an artist like you, and he's femme presenting and probably a furry just like you

@bees-official : Wildlife, the wildlife in fire emblem

@poppy-petals18 : Farina, little tomboy who hates her big sis and loves money, which fits how you act

@green774 774: fire emblem, you are the entire franchise of fire emblem

🤹: Xane, a trickster freelancer

Girlkisser: Loptous, ELDRITCH GOD ALERT

Puki anon: Alfaðör, old man and father of many

Mango: Loki, seductive purple haired women

R.S: duma, I'm god of war

Plutowhoops: peri, She loves murder and she's also really cute, she murders innocents for fun and also likes fires so she's basically Pluto

Ooh Lago seems fun! Looks like he wakes up with a defeated sigh and a groan every morning

So just like me fr fr

[kisakis-boyfriend]

I lowkey feel like a weirdo just reading and interacting with your posts without actually sending anything in the ask box LMAO

So here I am, to rant about pretty (not so) little twinks to my favorite writer

Everyone headcannons Hanma to be sadistic, and while I can definitely see that based on the way he acts and fights, I personally headcannon him to be a hardcore masochist who just tries to hide it by saying he's a sadist. Like this man doesn't dodge powerful punches and kicks from Mikey or Draken, no, no, he blocks them with his own body instead. His whole thing is always getting back up after tanking heavy hits like a monster. But he also very regularly eggs people on. He taunts and maims people to get them to fight him. He does this, every. Single. Fight.

So how does this translate into the bedroom? Well of course, his lanky ass wants nothing more than to get on your nerves. He wants to see how far he can push you, if he can make you genuinely mad. He wants to be the biggest little shit he possibly can until you have no choice but to punish him for it. And this boy can take a lot. Spanking? No problem. Choking? Yes please. Cbt? Why the hell not? Putting him into a borderline painful full nelson while relentless pounding into his prostate at mach jesus? He'd love every second, even if it renders him damn near bedridden for the next three days. Hell, we've seen how Hanma fights, you could probably beat the shit out of him or try to kill him and he'd pop a stiffy.

I feel like he might have a humiliation kink too. Like- shame this man for being so kinky and mock him for being pathetic. You could call him your little bitch and spit in his mouth and he'd just grin in response. And he's not really the type to break easily either. Even as you have him clutching the sheets, trembling, tears rolling down his cheeks, barely even able to stay conscious, he'd still talk shit and try to aggravate you. That carries into every day couple life too, just in a more minor way. He likes to play pranks on you, poke and prod you both literally and metaphorically. He's also almost definitely smart, I mean- Kisaki hates dumb people, and he hangs out with Hanma. That just means that Hanma will start the dumbest, prettiest arguments, and win purely by technicality. He's a total smartass. Of course, Hanma wouldn't say or do anything to actually hurt you, he's just be annoying and a nusience on purpose because he finds it entertaining to piss people off. It's alright, there's an easy fix. Just fuck hin so dumb he can't talk, so hard that he just passed out in your arms straight after.

Moral of the story, Hanma is a freaky little masochist, and the world's most annoying little asshole (affectionate)

~Neon

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I do appreciate things like this too though, thank you! I love hearing y'all's thoughts and ideas!)

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THIS is canon, as far as I'm concerned. He's such a painslut, it's not even funny. I definitely agree that Shuji will do his best to annoy you, that's just his favorite past time :P

I recently learned that getting punched in the gut (or just, in general) is a kink/fetish, so I think we can safely assume that Shuji would be into that too. I know that wrestling is also a sexual thing for some people. Just tossing that out there. Pin that tall boy in a painful position and hammer your cock into him, he'll love it!

Forget play fighting, he's the kind of guy who'd want to actually fight you until he's spitting up blood. Rasping a snarky remark even as his knuckles are busted, and his ribs ache from your heavy hits. Just normal couple things~

I also just thought about a "softer" moment: Cuddling with Shuji and pressing on the bruises you left on him. He winces as your thumb presses down on the large purple area on his arm, your other hand combing through his hair. This kind of pain is the kind that makes his whole body tremble, and he easily becomes addicted to it <3

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When the Phone Rings, ep 10

This show keeps on delivering and is making up for what has been an absolutely dismal year for kdramas.

I wonder how the assistant got mixed up with OG Sa Eon and how they never met up until the end. It's good to know that the assistant was not completely evil and was able to help Sa Eon, now the he knew he was not the one to who killed his brother. Interesting to note, that in some ways, Sa Eon considered Do Jae a friend. He tells him that he does not trust, yet the only one he trusted as Do Jae. When Do Jae saves him from being stabbed, he lets OG Sa Eon go and focuses on saving Do Jae. I weirdly hope that they can become friends (well not that much), though Do Jae does need some prison time.

OG Sa Eon underestimates Hee Joo because she was not going to just let him drive away with her leaving Sa Eon behind. No, she fights for her life and yanks his hair hard so that he crashes the car and can escape. I love the hug when she runs to him and then later her putting the blanket on him, patting his back to comfort him.

I simply cannot get over OG Sa Eon's mom. Look, I don't have kids so I cannot speak to the mother/child bond that most mothers have. However, I fell like a line would be drawn if my child killed small animals then progressed to killing multiple children when he was still a child himself.

What do you mean how could you still treat him this way? He became a serial killer as a child and I am pretty certain he would have killed you at some point without a second thought. OG Sa Eon's father is terrible but at least he recognizes that his son is a monster and will cut him off or work to capture him. BECAUSE HE IS A LITERAL MONSTER. Of all the terrible parents on this show, and there are four of them, I think she is the worst.

I love, love how In A and Hee Joo are working together to put all the pieces together. It's In A who realizes that the car accident was likely intentional, all because their younger brother saw the OG Sa Eon.

I cheered for Hee Joo finally speaking back to her mom. For finally realizing that her mom never loved her and her obeying her mom was not love. She will not be gaslit anymore. I have a feeling it won't be long before Hee Joo completely cuts her out of her life. And I love how In A stayed, partially to comfort Hee Joo but also to immediately let her know who she thinks sent the DNA results when memory was triggered by what Hee Joo's mom said.

Sa Eon was the one who sent the DNA report, which is a twist I did not see coming. For Hee Joo, it's one of the final missing pieces. He really did orchestrate their whole marriage. Because he loved her and wanted her to have her freedom, never believing she would love him back. The fact that Hee Joo asks him to marry her, while crouching before him in the dress he bought her is swoon worthy. But he says he will propose to her instead. They both want to start over properly. The kiss was amazing.

We get another piece of the puzzle - what the deal was with the Chairman. The Chairman was behind the car accident and Hee Joo's stepfather found out. However, the Chairman promises to kill his grandson to balance killing the stepfather's son. The Chairman would replace someone as Sa Eon, but the stepfather knew and would bound to secrecy with an additional guarantee of getting anything he wanted from the family as long as he kept his quiet. At the very least, it looks like he really needed Sa Eon to be dead and all deals were void if he was not, as we see him crash the memorial with a shot gun.

By the way, proof again the OG Sa Eon's mom is terrible since she knows he is there and does nothing.

Hee Joo the fighter and survivor that she is, makes good on her promise to protect Sa Eon. She tells Sa Eon that she loves him, floors it and drives straight off a cliff into the water below. How OG Sa Eon thought that letting Hee Joo drive was good idea is beyond me. Did he forget how she escaped the first time? She crashed the car. Did he forget that she nearly tore his hair out causing him to crash a short time ago? Hee Joo has repeatedly shown that she will crash a car if necessary to survive or protect. He never should have let her drive.

The press conference scene was hands down the best scene. Disheveled Sa Eon, revealing that his is not the Chairman's son. No, the one true thing is that he is a husband who loves his wife and she is missing. He reveals to everyone who Hee Joo is, nearly breaking down completely in the process.

The lack of promo sucks, though I get why there is not one.

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"There's a drug killing supernatural creatures. We need to find out who or what is supplying it." Y/N said, taking a seat in Briggs household, surrounded by his pack. Well, it's more like a pack of werewolves and a hybrid witch-vampire.

It had been a few months since the wildfire, and a few things had changed. Ramsey was revealed to be Harlan and Luna's mother, a shocking revelation for all of them. Baron was Harlan and Luna's brother. And now their world of the Supernatural was growing beyond just vampires, witches, or werewolves. Something was coming to town, and this poisonous was just the beginning.

"And this concerns us how?" Harlan asked.

"You're a supernatural creature, dumbass. This could kill you. Next time you go to a club or raving, the aphrodisiac pill you take while Cyrus Nix is sucking your dick could be your last." Y/N said.

Harlan growled. Literally. He stood up to say something, but Luna stopped him. "Do we have a lead or something? Someone who knows where it's coming from? Or what it even looks like?"

Y/N shook his head. Honestly, Ramsey had only given him a few details on the drug itself, but she never told him any specific details that stood out to Y/N. Only that it was killing supernatural creatures, which was probably the only detail needed to get them going. "I don't."

"Fucking fantastic." Harlan was sarcastic.

"How are we going to find it?" Everett asked.

"Find a drug dealer?" Blake asked. She moved her hair over her shoulders. It wasn't a bad idea. Hell, why didn't Y/N think of it himself? His eyes shined with excitement. "Blake, that's genius. All we have to do is ask a drug dealer. And I know just the guy. Cody Malcolm."

"That guy from the party a few months back?" Baron asked, his voice was low and soft.

Baron had joined their little dysfunctional pack after Ramsey revealed to be Harlan and Luna's mom. She insisted that she and Garrett together could raise three teenage werewolves together. The irony of it all. A family of werewolves and their human adoptive father? Sounded like a bad Netflix show.

"Exactly. We talk to Cody and see if he's been dealing with any new drugs. If I can get my hands on some, I can cast a spell on where they come from. And hopefully, find the maker." Y/N said.

"So, our lives depend on you talking to your boyfriend? We're all fucked, and not in the fun way." Harlan said. Harlan knew of Y/N's crush on Cody at the kickback, but what he doesn't know is that Y/N had been crushing on Cody since the 5th grade. But it's not like he could admit that to him. Or to anyone in the pack, for that matter.

"Shut up, Harlan. He is not my boyfriend. He's just our only source of information." Y/N said.

Y/N hit the gym with Harlan. If Cody had any useful information on the new drugs, he'd probably be dealing here at the gym. All they had to do was ask. While Harlan pretended to lift weights, giving Y/N a knowing look, Y/N goes to reach for a weight at the weight rack when he accidentally locks hands with another guy. He looks up and sees it's Cody Malcolm wearing a yellow tank top with a silver chain hanging from his neck. "Sorry, dude, were you going for this one?"

"No. All yours." Y/N said.

Cody smirks. "You sure?" He flexes his biceps slightly, showing off his muscular arm. He then takes the weight and starts doing bicep curls, glancing at Y/N out of the corner of his eye. "You always lift alone?"

"Nah. I'm here with a friend." He gestures towards Harlan, who gave a little nod. Cody's eyes scan Harlan up and down before focusing back on Y/N. He sets the weight down and leans against the nearby bench, his arms crossed over his chest. "Cool, cool. I'm Cody, by the way."

"I know. I mean, we have like five classes together." Y/N said. Then blushed at how lame that sounded it.

"Yeah, I guess I should've recognized you. You're the quiet kid who always sits in the back, right?" Cody's voice is low and playful.

"Well, that's one way to describe me." Y/N jokes.

Cody's hazel eyes sparkle with interest, appreciating Y/N's sudden show of personality. "You know, you're a lot more interesting when you aren't blended into the classroom walls."

"You too. More to you than the guy girls swoon over as you walk by in the hallway." Y/N said. Across the room, Harlan smacked his forehead with his hand. "Dumbass." He whispered to himself.

"You're the first person to say that without sounding like they're trying to get into my pants." He laughs, finding it refreshing. Cody uncrosses his arms, sitting up straighter.

"Right. Cody, listen. My friends and I were wondering if you had anything new for sale? You know, something that just came out of the blue?" Y/N asked.

Cody's expression changes, his smile fading into a more serious look. He glances around the gym casually before focusing back on Y/N, his voice lowering. "You guys looking for something specific? Because I might have something that just hit the market."

"Not sure how to explain it, but apparently there's this new thing going around, and everyone says it's a hit. We were wondering if you had something like that?" Cody's eyes narrow slightly, curious and intrigued. "New thing, huh? Mind giving me more details? I've got my ear to the ground with all my... connections." He winks playfully. "Though I gotta admit, it's rare someone doesn't tell me exactly what they're after."

Y/N bit his lower lip. It was kind of hard to tell your crush that you were looking for a specific drug that could kill supernatural creatures, which Y/N was.

"Honestly? I'm not sure what it is. I was hoping you could tell me. Since you are the town’s resident drug dealer." Y/N smiled.

Cody chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. He pushes himself off the bench and walks over to Y/N, leaning against the wall beside him. "Resident drug dealer, huh? I like the way you say it. Alright, let me ask you this - have you heard of anything called 'Starlight'?"

"No, but it sounds promising."

"Starlight is the new buzzword going around. Supposedly, it's a new drug that gives you a high like nothing else. My sources say it's highly addictive and expensive, but everyone wants a hit." Cody looks at Y/N, gauging his reaction.

"That's great. I'll take it. I mean, sold. I-I-I-I mean."

"Easy there, tiger. First time buying?" Cody reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small, discrete package. "50 bucks. And listen."

Y/N nods, leaning forward. "Starlight is serious shit. I'm talking mind-blowing, reality-warping high. But it's also dangerous. It can mess with your head, make you do crazy things. So, be careful, alright? Don't go overboard."

"I promise I won't. Thanks, man." Y/N gives Cody fifty bucks before giving him an awkward bro hug before walking out of the gym in embarrassment as Harlan followed. They did it.

Cody watched them go with a smirk on his face.