#They're so into each other in this AU it's actually sickening

[lovinggreeniehours]

sorry for arifer posting but i remembered the mask event and how mask arifer is just s5 arifer but about 50% more open to murder. the icons that they are

[fallstreakfeathers]

Hi hi!!! I love your headcanons so much, they're all well thought out. Even the funny ones! Do you have any headcanons for your pet au fanfics?

Oh?

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Actually. I did not have any particular headcanons to be honest

But I'll throw these out for thoughts:

- demons are seen as high end pets and slaves (pretty usual for the au), but are usually shockingly affordable with the exception of 'pure' bloodlines that track directly back to Muzan (the kizuki in particular). A high end demon like Upper 6 could cost several grand to own.

- Muzan was defeated, permanently weakened, and given the option to release his demons from his will, kill them all, or be killed. He then went into hiding, hoping for a day when he's strong enough to gather his army again. He also altered the demons to give them the ability to reproduce with each other. Because many demons end up killed and can no longer be created via Muzans blood, they would go extinct otherwise and Muzan needs his demons to exist if he ever has hope of regaining power.

- demons have adapted to be able to handle a bit of sunlight, though prolonged or heavy exposure sickens them quickly, and kills them. They cannot regenerate in sunlight at all. Wisteria will still halt their regerative abilities and kill them.

- demons no longer eat human meat, unless it's given to them or they happen to be the extraordinarily rare 'wild' demon. 'Wild' demons, who have escaped human enslavement, are generally killed upon capture. 'Domesticated' demons can eat any variety of raw or lightly cooked meats, but human blood can be used for extra nutrition and is purchased from special donation markets where humans are paid quite well to give their blood

- because muzan was adamant about insuring the species survival, demons go into a 'rut' period of about a week to two weeks where they are much more likely to seek someone to mate with. Humans have figured out how to use hormone injections to stop it from happening or even to force a demon to enter their rut. This period is exclusively referred to as Rut, not heat.

Each of the clones handle it in different ways in my au.

For example. Sekido claims to be unable to go into rut, but the truth is that he is so stressed about his brothers and whether they're even alive that his hormones are imbalanced and prevent it. If he knows they're alive, or better yet, if they happen to be with him and safe, he may be able to enter this period but he's so good at hiding it that you're likely just gonna think he's particularly grumpy that week. At least until he's suddenly getting you involved with his needs.

- urogi is actually impressively in control of himself, at least until you give the ok to go further than snuggling in his nest. Then he's a beast. Lasts about a week but goes into rut the most. Please prepare to lose all the soft things in your home because he WILL steal them for his compulsory nesting. Aside from that, he seems affected the least. He's still a happy, sweet demon, and he mostly just wants to cuddle and be close to his favorite person.

- Karaku is terrified. He hasn't had a natural rut in a long time, so when he finally feels safe enough that his hormones level out and he enters one, he freaks out. He associates these feelings with horrific things thanks to his abusers, so he tends to get fearfully aggressive towards anyone who approaches him- even his own brothers. Do NOT try to touch him, he will panic and think he's right back 'THERE'. If he, by some miracle, comes to you for any physical attention, keep your hands strictly above his waist.

Eventually, he will allow Sekido close to guard him from any potential harm as he hides in his room. Bring him extra blankets. He likes being hidden in soft, warm things. The better he can hide, the less frightened he will be.

If you need to ask him something, have Sekido ask for you so that his poor brother doesn't feel like your presence is in the room.

How you treat Karaku during his rut will make or break the little trust he has in you.

- Aizetsu's previous owners always had these sessions blocked via drugs, so he's actually never gone into rut before and doesn't know how to handle it. Like Karaku, he hides. He is embarrassed easier than normal during his rut and honestly just needs a gentle hand.

[tickled-blue-eldritch]

Mini vent alert lol. Has mentions of adult stuff.

Everyone is valid and entitled to their own opinions and ideas. But the fandom world (let alone the real one) just isn't built for kinky aros/aces and as someone who's all three...things get tiring.

I love my fandom spaces. But they're also exhausting. Most people can easily ignore/filter out a few squicks or scroll past some conversations that aren't interesting. But for me, I basically have to have that mindset with at least 80% of the things I see.

Romance? Pining? Eugh. I want a different relationship flavor for once. Why is everyone so obsessed with that? Penetration? Horny freaks? BIG pass. Human anatomy on a literal demon? WHY??? And uh...unless you go into some really freaky territory, that's kind of the entire buffet. I either have to pick apart my food for the pieces I like or just starve lol

I just want stuff in my flavor for once.

I want my little guys to love each other and be cute without having some romantic attraction. I don't want to read dark Hallmark movie plots.

I want them to have intimate moments that doesn't lead to them fucking or kissing. I want my demons to actually be demons. If I wanted humans, I'd read human AUs. I want them to be freaky and kinky without all the romance and horny desires.

And all the art out there is amazing, don't get me wrong. I'm just tired of never being able to find my flavor outside the land of dead dove. And also I'm sickened by people who complain that curating their own space and filtering content is too hard. You'll know hard when you can't even scroll for 10 seconds or join a conversation without feeling like the weird one. When you have to constantly look past your squicks and dislikes just so you can engage with the fandom in any capacity.

And when your food is so niche that people have to chop it up and make it look like everything else in order to enjoy it. I'm not mad. It's just exhausting hhhh

[chihirolovebot]

idk if it’s ever been talked abt before but i was suddenly gripped by physicist in the love hotel thoughts like. what would be their ideal??? what would go down???

the love hotel is actually an insane concept but now i can’t help but think about it with physicist (and physouma, of course)

phys in the love hotel .... i dont think ive talked abt it before ? at least not at length . probably bc the love hotel is Slightly Weird to me , even if u hc the characters as adults which i do, there's still like . shinguuji, shirogane and iruma's which are just certified dr freakishness all over.

HOWEVER i think ive said before im a big fan of some of them. i love ouma's for character reasons and bc when i played the game i was a much bigger saiouma shipper than i am now ( not that i dont ship them anymore they just dont take up as much space in my head + i prefer kiiruma lol ) . i loved amami's , kiibo's, harukawa's, and momota's too :3

PHYS THOUGH . ok lets think. lets ponder together. we r those monkeys holding hands and spinning rly fast in a circle. you mentioned with physouma BUT i wanna quickly explore what a canonverse phys kamasutra event would look like, which would be with saihara.

i think it would be one of the events that kinda . border on romantic ? but is never explicit. definitely one of the more wholesome ones that would maybe revolve around them bonding or opening up to each other and ends with some slight physical touch ( which is sort of a big thing for phys ) like them resting their head on saihara's shoulder or them cuddling up in bed together and falling asleep. i think that could be kinda cute :3 as for the 'ideal' saihara would play for phys i can imagine it being maybe a childhood friend or a classmate they've known for a while, so they dont have to do the building blocks of building intimacy or small talk . which makes them anxious.

OKAY PHYSOUMA TIME. claps hands. the 'ideal' ouma would be playing would probably look different, since it's implied a big part of phys's initial attraction to him is trying to solve what makes his brain tick. they're a lot like saihara in that sense , and i feel like their love hotel event would take a similar form to the saiouma event in the game, with ouma playing like a phantom thief and saihara as a detective . very classic. but phys doesn't suit the role of a detective , exactly...

ok angsty thought . it's been mentioned that phys has passed through a few orphanages and foster homes so what if ouma as their ideal was another kid there . one who was super mysterious at first but is implied through phys's dialogue to have gradually opened up, and is now at the point where they have a fully trusting relationship. like phys makes comments on 'i'm so glad you opened up to me eventually' and 'i feel like getting to know you was such a puzzle... but i'm glad i stuck with it in the end! because it was worth it, for you.' AHHGHGHH sticking my head into a drain and screaming so my agony is reverberated throughout the entire street. just . so much emphasis on how phys's ideal for ouma is one where he trusts them entirely and their relationship is based on open and equal communication.

i can also see phys confessing and that being like the central kind of .plot point for lack of a better word. like the whole thing is kinda building up to it and ouma's getting progressively more nervous as he realises what they're getting at. i think he would try to evade it at first , do his normal tricks, but it risks the dream ending because phys's ideal of ouma is one that Doesn't Do That. so he very uncertainly relents and allows them to express how they feel . and at this point he's all I've Made A Big Mistake because its gotten way too emotional and intimate and theyre looking at him for an answer and it feels so real .

would he confess back or let the dream end . i guess it depends on how far in the story we are . sickening as it is. in a non killing game au i think he would confess . i think far enough into the story he also would , knowing that he cant and wont in real life because of what he plans to do in chapter 5 . but who knows ! who knows.

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole Part 8 - When We Are Together - Instagram AU, Matty Healy Series

A/n: hiya my loves. Just wanted to say thank you to everyone who is continuing to read this series, it means a lot to me... This series is and always will be my baby, I'll be posting what I have slowly and then the first half on this series will be finished, I will be finishing it completely as and when it comes to me so keep an eye out if you're interested:)

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thisislou:

thisislou they think they're so cool @bedforddanes @trumanblack

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fan1 look at those likes! She famous famous

trumanblack excuse me but we are cool

-> thisislou sure Matthew 😉

-> trumanblack I hate you

-> thisislou don't lie, we both know you never hated me 😚

-> trumanblack na I'm obsessed with you 🥰

-> 75fan @trumanblack @thisislou WHAT DOES THIS MEANNNN

bedforddanes75 you're basically our photographer now

-> thisislou I'll add it to my cv.: The 1975 pianist ✅ the 1975 photographer ✅ The 1975 tour saver ✅ all around best human ever ✅

-> rass1975 I'll be your reference for this

-> thisislou thanks boo 😘😂

trumanblack:

trumanblack at least we didn't smoke.... p.s we literally paid a pap to give us this picture

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fan1 omg is this Lou!!!

thisislou so good at following the rules aren't we?

-> trumanblack that we are baby ❤️

bedforddanes75 this is sickening... I preferred it when you hated each other... jk

-> thisislou we can go back to that if you'd like?

-> bedforddanes75 actually I change my mind... You were both more unbearable back then

mynamesmia this explains where you both disappeared to

-> thisislou excuse me I think you were a bit too busy to notice 👀

rass1975 oi oi

trumanblack:

trumanblack as seen on my phone screen @thisislou

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thisislou adore you ❤️ we cute bby

-> trumanblack that we are

rassthe1975 the best couple truly

bedforddanes75 my best friends ❤️

mynamesmia cuties

75fan I'm crying 😭 this has made my year

loufanpage I'm so happy. Thank you Matty for loving our girl the way she deserves

1975adam ❤️❤️

fan1 it's real 🥹 I'm so happy I might cry

thisislou and trumanblack

thisislou thank you for being patient with us 🖤 I love you @trumanblack

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trumanblack lucky to have you by my side 🖤 I love you

-> thisislou I love you ❣️

fan1 " but you... It was different with you" 😭 is this a new song maybe?

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loufanpage I've never been so happy

75fan omg 🥹 this makes me so happy, honestly no one better for our Matty

mynamesmia happy for you sis... Better give her back though @trumanblack

-> trumanblack no promises

rosetintedglasses okay but... Cute

-> trumanblack look at you being nice

-> rosetintedglasses don't ruin it ratty

cami_in_camo happy for you ❣️

-> thisislou ❣️❣️

rass1975 my people ❣️

loufan is that the rat from that gay band?

-> trumanblack yes that would be me

-> thisislou but you're my rat baby @trumanblack

[lovesongrecs]

god. okay, so my mutual on twt was kind enough to link me the fic she'd posted she'd been reading for sillies and shitposts but i, ever the depraved shinestar, was HOOKED on the little snippet of the end of chapter 2. it felt like the walls were closing in on me when i realized i had just inadvertently gotten scammed (in the best way possible, ofc!) because... 🫠 no smut. just unbridled edging. like omg... all that built up tension... the anticipation i had for what i thought would be the most nastiest, toe-curling smut i'd ever lay eyes on in my entire life... taken away from me within seconds. anyways, that was my fault for not peeping the lack of smut tags on ao3. nevertheless, i was absolutely enthralled by the plot progression so i continued reading and i am so so So glad i did.

my mind is all over the place... where do i even begin 😭 i quite literally just finished reading the latest chapter and. There's just so fucking much i feel just as overwhelmed as mc because... what the fuck!! like actually, what the fuck 😭😭 everyone in atz and itz need to perish omfg it does not cost us anything to be kind to each other... greek life shouldn't ever be this serious, but then again, they're mostly all filthy rich freaks who'll make dollars while the rest of us work our asses off to make dimes. such a sick world we live in... can't even escape the horrors of capitalistic greed in a frat!atz au...

but it's this greed that makes everything so interesting! the amount of layers to the plot is so sickening, i'm appalled by the reminder that this is just fanfiction and not the script of the next hit show everyone and their mom is raving about. i mean, hello? the character depth? the backstories? the way every single relationship between the characters is so intricately intertwined with another that just the slightest altercation between people tangled in this little web could (and did) set everything off? i need to figure out how to get you into the writer's room because this is insane. even just the mystery behind everyone's motives and end goals? this kind of talent is so rare that i find such immense pleasure in being able to pick it apart and put it back together in the form of a silly little review for the author to read. you all deserve to know just how in love i am with your mind!!

the way you write is impeccable. i don't ever use that word because, i'll be honest, i'm a little picky with my compliments! but i feel like you really deserve to hear that after the absolute whirlwind you just spun me through. from dialogue and nicknames for mc that are so specific to a single character, to the deliberately placed actions between them that give this sense of realism, and the endless detail used to create the setting you've envisioned for a scene... talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it – or whatever lady gaga said. everything fits together so perfectly and flows so seamlessly it imitates the state of being when you're completely, utterly immersed in a story it feels like you're actually there. this is such an important thing for me as someone who has grown up reading all sorts of literature. a fic i've read and reblogged in passing will eventually lose itself in my memory but a fic from a writer, whose voice and style is so strong it transports me into an alternate reality, will live with me forever.

i'm forever praying that there will be better days (and friends, god does she need better fucking friends) ahead for mc because so far... it's not looking too good for her. just when she thinks she can trust and open up to someone, they're already five steps ahead with their plan for her certain demise. i mean, come onnnn 😭 it's one thing to hook up with someone at a frat party, but to secretly pray on her downfall is just ridiculous. you're supposed to be sleazy, not a conniving little bitch in cahoots with this mysterious hbic, who's in close contact with the president of the sorority the girl you just slept with belongs to, and making a pledge go through the wackiest initiation for some undisclosed reason... literally what goes on anymore omfg like even the confrontation with wooyoung and hongjoong kicking him OUT of the frat? mina lying about her brother's whereabouts and creating such an elaborate sob story just to keep a two-timing jackass (according to vice president of all jackasses, apparently) who doesn't even want her? all while one of the sisters is literally fucking missing and no one has any information about her whereabouts? this b-plot is DISGUSTINGGGGGG (compliment 🙂‍↕️💗) – like it's actually so fucking ridiculous how the universe is just playing in mc's face right now... i'd have been in jail by now after putting every single one of those snakes in a saw trap. i can't even wrap my head around what seonghwa could possibly want out of this, who hbic is (i'm thinking mina or isla...), or... anything, really. i'm so shaken up with how everything's unfolding, but it makes me all the more excited for the next chapter 🫶🏼

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That one fucked you over last year, this one is fucking you over this year, you had no idea she was involved with him, someone over here has been lying to you, you didn't mean to end up in that ones bed, he told you he loved you... Does anyone even trust anyone anymore?

[one] - 'i can do it with a broken heart' ~ taylor swift

[two] - 'we can't be friends (wait for your love)' ~ ariana grande

[three] - 'tell ur girlfriend' ~ lay bankz

[four] - 'nonsense' ~ sabrina carpenter

[five] - ‘teenage dirtbag’ ~ wheatus

[six] - 'because i liked a boy' ~ sabrina carpenter

[seven] - ‘no church in the wild’ ~ jay-z/ye

[eight] -

~ more to come ~

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[moonmoonthecrabking]

so like i don’t want to give too much away bc i’m writing it and so… yeah BUT here’s some rtc superhero au Content. all content is now under ⚔ when all else is lost the future still remains our own ⚔ (YES it's names after a eurovision song lyric what're you gonna do) so it’s clear it’s my version and i’m not attributing someone else’s ideas to me!!! and if you want to backread, please look at that tag bc all the info is on there!!!

so the “duos” are: noel and ocean (heroes), constance and mischa (villains), and savannah potts (she’s mtf) and penny (they’re enablers and they’re dating and they Do Not Have Powers (wink))

it’s set in new york!! noel ocean and savannah are in their second year at hunter college, and bc of plot reasons they may not be the only characters who join (i’m going to make sure that one never does tho!!)

ocean and noel have known each other since middle school, but they sorta really hated each other until junior year when ocean accidentally discovered her powers. noel was like ‘fine i’ve gotta help this bitch’ and while they do have some of that hostility from canon, by now they can have deep conversations and are sorta each other’s most trusted friend. also they grew up in montour county in pennsylvania idk why i know this or if it even makes sense but here ya go.

constance and mischa work at the cafe together!! constance’s family doesn’t own it this time but she’s been working there since her sophomore year of high school and she does genuinely love working in hospitality but there are some customers who make her want to slap a bitch. mischa sorta just… fell into working there when his mum sent him over last year?? so he’s doing that and he also got a job working at the gym (not definitive yet) bc my guy has super strength and he’s allowed to play rap music. (the way this works is that constance has seniority so she has a higher hourly wage, higher tips from regulars/people who haven’t been there for a while, and way more hours as opposed to mischa. although he has been getting more than when he started it has been a year)

savannah and penny have been together for like… 9 months and they are already engaged actually. like literally engaged they're just like "when you know you know" gag me with a spoon. these whores (affectionate) cannot keep their hands off each other they are sickening and they always hang out at the cafe. penny isn't at uni but she is there a lot to hang out with savannah. they met in a writing group, emailed for like three days straight, and went on a date soon after.

the group comes together in the civilian world really through savannah. she and ocean have a physics unit together and they end up being friends through a group (duo) project!! she's a new york native so she's been going to the cafe for like ever and knows constance super well by this point. ocean crushes on constance (but she doesn't know that yet). so then noel, ocean, savannah, and penny become a friend group so that works out. they chill at the cafe semi-frequently but also. they're broke sometimes. and they get cheaper items so they can give constance a 100% tip. in a cruel twist of fate (aka me), noel always has classes while mischa is working at the cafe, so they never actually meet until the fic. but ocean, savannah, and penny see mischa a bunch. in the fic they eventually ask constance and mischa to hang out like outside the cafe and join their friend group (the reason they didn't before is because they are awkward fuckers).

i know this isn't a lot about the whole... superhero content of the superhero au but it's relevant to *me*

tagging PeoplE: @luckynature (no i have not finished either chapter yet but i will in fact message you with the link when i do) @jaize-spaize @ivorypiano @thisistheroomofthedead @myperfecttalia

[riskypeaches]

2,365 Days

2,365 days. That’s how long it took you to realize that you were in love with Han Jisung. It took him another 36 to realize that he never stopped.

Pairing: Han Jisung/reader, female reader.

Word Count: 2.1k 

Genre: Romance, college au, idiots in love, slight angst, angst with a happy ending, childhood best friends to lovers au.

Warnings: Excessive usage of italics and Y/N because that’s how I roll. Also profanity, I like to cuss. 

Bits and pieces of a story idea I had for Han. Events happen chronologically, but a fair amount of time is skipped before and after each bit. Heavily inspired by the song Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship), go ahead and take a listen!

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“Two thousand, three hundred and sixty-five days!”, you shouted. 

Jisung stopped in his tracks, furrowing his eyebrows. “Y/N, what are you on about?”.

“Two thousand, three hundred and sixty-five days”, you stated again. “That’s- that’s how long it took me to realize I was in love with you”.

His mouth parted in shock at your confession. “Look, Y/N-”, he started but you cut him off. 

“I don’t want to hear it!”, you said furiously shaking your head. “I know it’s stupid! I am never going to be over how stupid it was that I could be in love with someone for that long and not realize it until a couple weeks ago!”. 

He took a step forward reaching out to put a hand on your shoulder. On any other day you would have gladly accepted the comfort, but the look in his eyes in that moment sickened you. In all the years you had known him, he had never once looked at you like that. And you fucking hated it. 

All you could see was pity. 

You dodged his hand, instead letting your own arms wrap around your front. You didn’t want comfort from him, not right now at least. All his touch did was make you hurt. 

“The worst part about this is that I think you used to be in love with me too”, you murmured, shrinking into yourself. “And I’m- I’m so sorry I never realized it until now because I think… I think I could have saved you a lot of pain if I just took one fucking look at what was right in front of me”. 

“Y/N…”, he said looking at you with a pained expression. 

“Jisung I’m sorry, I really am. I know you’re with someone right now. I’m not trying to- steal you from them or something I just…”, you trailed off. 

“You just what?”, he said. 

“I just!”, you said looking at the ceiling to hold back your tears. Pressing the heel of your hands into your eyes you took deep steadying breaths. 

“Jisung, I want you to be happy. I really do. And if that girl makes you happy then- that’s enough for me! I just… needed to give my best friend an explanation instead of dropping off the face of the earth”. 

“Dropping off…?” he said, beginning to look vaguely panicked. “Where are you going?”. 

“I’m just going home!”, you said waving your hands back and forth in a placating manner. “For… a couple of months at least”.

“Y/N. You haven’t been back home since the day we graduated high school”. 

“I know”, you whispered looking at the floor. “I just need time to myself right now. These feelings are all new and I… I know I can’t be a good friend to you right now. Seeing you, being with you it just- hurts. I’m not the best friend you deserve right now”. 

Jisung made a pained noise in the back of his throat and stepped in closer towards you. “I’m not mad at you! You don’t need to leave, if that’s what you’re afraid of”, he said placing his hands on your shoulders. 

“No that’s not it Jisung”, you said gently brushing off his hands. “I just- for me to be a good friend, the one who can support you and the relationship you’ve found yourself in, I need time to get over these feelings. And I know that’s something I can’t do right now. So, I’m going home”. 

Jisung sighed heavily, running his hands through his hair. Taking another look at you he seemed to decide that you were being serious and dropped onto your couch in defeat. 

“You’re not… you’re not leaving right?”, he said head hanging down to his knees. “You’re coming back?”.

You gave a half hearted laugh and collapsed next to him. 

“Han Jisung, just because the unfortunate side effects of the human condition cause me to have feelings for you that does not mean that you are ever going to be able to get rid of me”. 

He gave a chuckle in response, still refusing to lift his head up. You tried to ignore the fact that he was sniffling through giggles. For his sake. 

You gently nudged his shoulder with your own. 

“I’ve known you for almost 7 years now. You’re stuck with me for life”. 

He laughed fully this time, trying to subtly wipe at his eyes. “Kylie”, he said tilting his head at you and giving you a watery smile. “What do you think about her?”. 

You gave him your own watery smile in return, “I really like her”, you said. 

And it was the truth.

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Something was off, Jisung thought. In fact, something was off about this entire week. 

His grades we’re up, better than they ever had been, he was dating an amazing girl, he had a steady job so… life is good. 

Life was good, right?

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“Are you done moping yet?”, Chan said casually sipping at his soda. 

“Moping?”, I asked. “I’m not moping”. 

Chan rolled his eyes throwing another french fry into his mouth. “You clearly are. But, if we’re still in the denial stage that’s fine. We can just talk about… uh”, chan said nibbling at his fry thoughtfully. “Oh!”, he shouted suddenly. “Professor Brewer’s paper! Why don’t we work on it now? What are you doing for the prompt?”. 

I sighed and rested my head on my palm. “I already finished it”, I grumbled twirling my soda straw aimlessly. 

Chan’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull. “You fucking what?!”, he said choking on his soda. 

“Shit dude are you ok?”, I said patting at his back. He waved me off, spluttering an “I’m ok” back. 

“You WHAT”, he said after regaining his breath. 

I shrank back in my seat. “I er- already finished it?”, I said nervously.

“Han”, Chan deadpanned. “We have 4 days left until that paper is due”. 

I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “4 days isn’t that long you know, I have other classes too. Besides, don’t you always finish your assignments the day they're assigned?”. 

He waved me off leaning back in his seat. “Yeah I do, but that’s not the point”. 

“I’m sorry… then what exactly is the point then?”, I asked steadily growing more confused. 

“The point is! You never even bother to look at your assignments until the day they’re due!”, Chan said exasperatedly. 

I eyed him warily. “Why are you getting so worked up about this?”.

“Because!”, he all but shouted. “You’re an idiot!”. 

“Hey!”, I said. “Just because you’re my hyung doesn’t mean you can just call me stupid!”, I huffed crossing my arms at him. “I’ll have you know I have a 3.8 this quarter”. 

“Exactly”, Chan groaned while slowly dragging a hand across his face. 

“What the hell are you on about?”, I said genuinely starting to become annoyed with the conversation. 

“Hannie”, he said sighing. “The only reason you have such good grades this quarter is because you’re not following Y/N around like a lost puppy”. 

My heart panged at the mention of her name. “I don’t know what you're talking about”, I breathed. 

“Yes you do”, he said with a stern look in his eyes. “You have shitty grades every quarter because all you ever want to do is spend time with her. The only reason you get by is because she chews your ass out when she finds out you’ve been slacking”. 

“Nope”, I shook my head adamantly. “I still don’t know what you’re talking about. I have a girlfriend, everything’s just fine”.

“Ok the fact that you brought that up when I wasn’t even talking about your girlfriend makes me feel like there’s more to unpack there but… baby steps. We’ll come back to that”

Chan looked at me with an expectant look in his eyes, as if waiting for me to say something. I shrugged helplessly at him, not knowing what he wanted from me. 

He sighed heavily through his nose before apparently giving up on what he’d been waiting for. 

“Hannie…”, he said gently. Chan carefully put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me with sympathetic look in his eyes. “You miss her”. 

I could feel my heartbeat pounding in my ears. “No I don’t”, I said shaking my head at him. 

“Han, you’ve spent nearly every single day with Y/N since you guys we’re 13. You can’t expect me to believe- actually you can’t expect yourself to believe that you don’t miss her”. 

“Not true”, I muttered. “When we were in school she went back in the summers to visit her family”.

“Fine then- you spent everyday with her albeit 2 months out of the year. That’s not even true for the past 3 years! She hasn’t been back these summers, she stayed with you”. 

I sighed heavily, sliding even further down my seat. “What do you want me to do?”, I mumbled miserably. 

“I want you to stop being an idiot and acknowledge that you're upset, and that you have been for the past month”.

“Because Y/N’s gone?”, I asked slowly. 

“Because Y/N’s gone.”, Chan affirmed. 

                                                            ↢

“Jisung?”, you asked incredulously. “How the hell did you get here? Why the hell are you here?”.

Jisung was near hyperventilating at this point, he felt that his lungs might collapse from the sheer stress of the situation. 

Alright, alright. Calm down. Just remember what Chan and Changbin told you in the car ride over this is fine everything’s fine. 

“I broke up with Kylie!”, I blurted out. 

Everything was not fucking fine. 

You crossed your arms and gave him a stern look. “Han Jisung I had to suffer through weeks of you non-stop talking about that girl. You better have not just broken up with her I swear to god-”

“She doesn’t make me cheesecake!”, I shouted cutting off her rant. 

She looked even more confused than when she first realized I was standing in her grandparent’s yard. “Jisung what on earth are you talking about?”, she said. 

What on earth indeed.

“I’m sure if it's really that big of a problem”, she said utterly perplexed. “She could just learn how to make one dude?”. 

“Even if she did, it wouldn’t be your cheesecake!”, I said desperately. 

“...what?”. 

“It wouldn’t be the same as the ones you make me and- she doesn’t stay up with me all night trying to help me figure out rhymes for my lyrics even though you know you can’t rap for shit. And sure, she can skateboard and that’s pretty cool but she’s not the dumbass who thought launching herself off an out of control board was a great idea and face planted in the middle of four way traffic-”. 

“Hey!”, she huffed indignantly. 

I ignored her, continuing to roll right through my rant. 

“And she doesn’t snore like a fucking buzzsaw, which would be so cute if it didn’t sound so god damn concerning. And she doesn’t watch romance movies with me even though you absolutely despise them and-”, I said stopping abruptly. 

“And?”, she asked softly. 

“And I don’t love her”, I breathed feeling the tips of my ears turn red. “Not the way that I love you”. 

“Oh”, she said. 

I laughed at her dumbfounded expression. “It took me 36 days and 2 hyungs to realize I was still in love with you and all you have to say in response is ‘oh’?”. 

She huffed at me in annoyance. “I spilled my guts out to you a month ago, what the hell else do you want?! Some kind of blood oath??”. 

“If that’s what it takes for you to tell me you love me right now then yeah, I think that’s fair”. 

“You should have asked for that a whole fucking month ago!”, she said stamping her foot in annoyance. 

“Hey! You may have had to wait a month but I had to wait 6 whole fucking years before you even acknowledged that you liked me!”. 

“I hate you”. 

“Oh you do? Well I could just- get back in Chan’s car then. Drive back to school”, I teased. 

“Han Jisung I swear to god I will throw this fucking shovel at you”. 

I laughed wholeheartedly, head tilting towards the sky. “Ok ok, I’m sorry. I get it. No leaving allowed, now will you get over here and kiss me already?”. 

“No!” she yelped, turning red. 

“6 years Y/N, I’m a desperate man”. 

“If you don’t shut up I swear to god-”.

[dragon-kazansky]

Made with love | Helmut Zemo

Chef Zemo AU! 👨‍🍳

Gender neutral reader

Collage by @realremyd

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Part 7

You knock on the hotel door twice, firmly. Wanda opened the door swiftly. She had been waiting. You were grinning as you entered the room and all kinds of thoughts were running through her head.

"What happened?"

She follows you over to the beds and watches as you sit down, scrambling to take off your shoes and sit back against the headboard. She got comfortable on her own bed again, having been sat there watching TV while she waited for you.

"We kissed."

The squeal that she made did not sound even remotely human. There was a huge grin on her face as she leaned forward. Wanda to hear every detail.

"What happened? Tell me!"

"Well, we got to The Iron Grill. Helmut was a perfect gentleman, pulling out my seat for me. Stark made a speech that I couldn't care less about, and then out cane the food. It was a taste testing session, basically."

"Taste testing?"

"Yeah, their were samples of every main course meal on his menu. We're talking about two dozen tables each sampling the same things. Then he brought out deserts for us to pick from. Helmut and I chose one each and sampled each others deserts just to try. Honestly, the sweets were the best part. The menu was otherwise standard and not all that interesting."

"Then there can't possibly be anything to worry about," she tilts her head at you.

"Well, about that..."

Her brow furrows as she looks at you. A sudden dread filled her as she waited for your words. Something was very early wrong here.

"Tony Stark had us back at the end when it was all over. He wanted to buy Escorpión Morado from Helmut, claiming he might as well do it now before it fails. He said he would buy it anyway, renovate it to accompany The Iron Grill."

"What? The audacity of that man! What did Zemo do?"

"Well, he got angry, of course! The biggest insult that could be offered was just spoken. You can't just buy Helmut's family business and think that's OK! I stepped in before Stark could any more damage, I defended Helmut ad his restaurant. Then we left. Helmut pulled me to the side and looked at me like I was the only other person in the world. He kissed me and told me to stay

"He is so in love with you."

You chuckle softly.

"What are you going to do?"

You look Wanda on the eye, smiling.

"I'm going to stay."

She leaps off the bed and collides into you, arms wrapping around you as you both both laugh. Wanda is so happy for you. She's so proud of you.

The next morning, over breakfast, Wanda tells you about some of the places she had found for you. She has meant it when she said she would look for somewhere for you.

You were glad she did.

You spent most of the day looking at the places she had found. It was quite fun looking around the apartments with her.

Lunch time rolled around and of course you both headed to your favourite spot. The doors were open and waiting for you.

Helmut was at the bar, talking to Sam, but they both stopped when they saw someone entering.

Suddenly, no one else mattered. You both looked at each other and smiled. Wanda tries not to make a fuss, but she was ecstatic to see her best friend hopelessly in love with the chef in front of them.

Helmut walks around the bar and comes to stand in front of you.

"Hello."

"Hello."

You both just smile at each. His hands reach out for yours and he brings them to his lips, kissing them both.

Helmut wasn't going to hold back.

"How are you?" You ask, very much aware of the other people in the room watching.

"I'm good, I promise."

"Good."

You lift one hand to the side of his face and caress his cheek softly. He melts into your touch, holding your hand there.

Wanda coughs into her fist.

You both drop your hands and turn to her. Sam also looking rather smug from behind the bar.

"What can I get for you?" Helmut asks, making his way back to Sam's side. Wanda and yourself sit at the bar.

"Surprise us," you say, smiling.

Helmut chuckles and nods. He looks at you for a moment before disappearing into the kitchen.

Wanda and Sam share a look.

Sam fixes you both a drink.

"So, what have you two been up to then?"

"We were looking at apartments," Wanda tells him.

"Apartments? You're thinking of moving here?"

"I am, yeah," you say, smiling down at the counter.

"Zemo really got through to you, didn't he?" He grins.

You glance up at him.

"Yes, he did. I think... I think he needs me, now more than ever. His pride and joy is being threatened and we have to do something to save it."

"No wonder he's so in love with you," Sam chuckles.

The more they say it, the more embarrassing it becomes, but also, the more true it feels.

Helmut returns with two dishes in hand, he places them down in front of you and comes to stand opposite you.

"Enjoy," he whispers, voice a little raspy, and most definitely sexy. Did he do that on purpose?

You glance at him before tucking in.

"Thank you."

As always the food is delicious.

Wanda and Sam end up conversing with each other as you and Helmut get lost in your own conversation. He can see only you when you're in the room.

"Wanda and I were looking at apartments," you tell him.

Helmut's smile seems to grow.

"You're going to stay?"

"Yes."

He leans over the bar and captures your lips in a fierce kiss. You smile into it, no longer caring about Wanda sitting right beside you.

You're so very happy!

"Then don't look any further," Helmut says, pulling away, but not too far away. He wanted to remain close to you.

"Why?"

"Because you could come live with me. I don't live far. My place is big enough for the two of us."

"Are you asking me to move in with you?"

"Only if you're comfortable doing so. I don't mean to move things along so quickly, but I have a spare room you can have."

You glance at Wanda.

She nods rather quickly.

Your eyes meet with Helmut's again and you smile.

"Alright."

Just when he thinks you can't make him any happier, you do. He kisses you again. You're laughing softly as you kiss him back, reaching for his hands that were resting on either side of your face.

"I must be the luckiest man alive."

You chuckle, lowering his hands and smiling at him.

"I would say I'm the lucky one."

"You two are so cute, its sickening," Wanda grins.

Both yourself and Zemo laugh. He stands upright, the distance between you feeling large now.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," you say, going back to your unfinished meal.

"I'm glad you are," Zemo smiles.

"I'll make sure they move in quickly," Wanda chimes in.

"Enough about me, what are we going to do about Stark?" You look at Zemo.

"What can I do? He is sure he is going to be a success here and that I will fall. Everything my father created will just fade into nothing and I'll have to go elsewhere. I'll work for Stark when Hell freezes over," he sighs.

"Then, we have to do something big."

"Like what?" Wanda asks, looking at you.

"What if we give Escorpión Morado a make over of our own? Reinvent the menu, have a grand opening of our own. Remind people that this place is here."

Helmut looks at you at so softly.

"You would help me do that?"

"Of course! I need time to become a citizen of Sokovia, but then I'm all yours!" You smile at him.

"All mine?"

"...yes."

If it weren't for Wanda and Sam looking at him, he would kissed you again.

"Then we better get started," Wanda said, pulling out her phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking up what we have to do to make you a citizen. You'll move in with tall, dark, and handsome chef over here, work in the beat restaurant in the country, and live happily ever after!" She grins.

"This isn't a fairytale, Wanda," you laugh.

"It's much better than that," Helmut said, looking at you with big soft eyes.

"I'm really doing this."

"Yes, you are."

You smile at him.

For the rest if your stay in Sokovia, you visit the restaurant every day. Helmut shows you where his apartment is, letting you look around. It's very him. Wanda gets all the details you'll need for moving here, and before you know it, you're standing outside the airport with Zemo's arms around you.

"Next time you come back, you'll be here to stay."

"Yes. Just like you asked me to," you say, softly in his ear.

"Don't keep me waiting too long."

"I won't. I'll be back before you know it."

You pull away from one another to look at each other. He has this huge goofy grin on his face as he looks at you.

"I want to tell you something, but I don't know if it's the time to say it," he says, almost whispering.

"What is it?"

He licks his bottom lip, seemingly quite nervous. His eyes flicker between yours, trying to make up his mind on if he should say it or not.

He's going to say it.

"I love you."

You smile.

You kiss him, hands tugging at his collar to bring him to you. His hands settle on you as he kisses you back just as urgently.

"I love you too," you say, breaking away from him.

"We to go!" Wanda calls from behind you.

"I'll see you soon," you tell him.

"I'll be waiting for you!"

You regretfully let go of him and grab your bags. Helmut watches you as you wall with Wanda into the airport. He hates seeing you leave again, but knows that when you come back, you'll be coming back to him, to stay.

You blow a kiss at him before you disappear from sight.

He smiles.

Things feel like they're turning out for the better, and he feels over the moon.

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[thirteens-pocket-watch]

@ollierachnid

THE PECKMAN NATION (2 whole people) HAVE DEMANDED IT

I think being mysterious hyped this up unnecessarily, I literally made one edit about this AU and didn't think about it again until this morning (here's the edit if you're curious)

The basic premise is that the Ghostbusters actually are con artists tricking the public for profit. Peck is part of a small group who are onto the Ghostbusters and are working to expose them to the public.

Peckman's personalities are obviously similar to the movie but the circumstances and how we got here are different.

Peter Venkman is the face of the Ghostbusters, the charming spokesman that assures the public all is well and that they can deal with the "ghosts" the city is overrun with, but he has an edge to him. Really, that just helps everything. An overly nice facade would feel fake, make people suspicious. The bite to his words, the sarcastic remarks, it grounds him in reality to the public, makes him feel authentic and real.

Walter Peck wants to do good with his life, that's why he works for the EPA after all, but his abrasiveness makes him hard to get along with. Which is fine. Sure, he doesn't have a lot of friends but he's alright alone. Really, he is.

A chance meeting with Venkman draws him in immediately. They clash, they're at each other's throats, it's a whirlwind of chaos and hurt and they both love it. It's addictive and sickening to them both how they can't stay apart, they can't stop this even if they wanted to.

At least, until Peter lets Walter get too close (because they're on first name basis now, they can't resist spitting eachothers names likes sickly sweet poison). The ruse is up, Walter knows. And how could he stay now? How can he turn a blind eye and let this carry on? Despite the walls around his heart, he does care. He wants good for the world, Peter is not that.

So, he leaves. He turns his back on Venkman and devotes himself to bringing down the Ghostbusters, but that brings him so many crises of the concious. He could expose the Ghostbusters immediately, sharing every single thing he discovered. But that would lead to questions of how he found this information and eventually, he would be found out for his relationship with Venkman. Being a queer man in the 80s, especially one in a position like his, was a dangerous thing, one that he never planned to openly share. So, he can either keep himself safe or show the public they've been lied to sooner and prevent further harm.

He chooses the former, even if it pains him to let the Ghostbusters keep lying for just a little longer.

And sometimes, he still finds himself drawn to Peter, something within him wishing to abandon this pursuit, to return to the days when he had someone who...understood him, to a degree. The constant fights are remembered fondly, despite everything. Maybe he really is just desperately lonely and Peter was the only one who had ever put up with him. Either way, sometimes that bewitching smile and silver tongue had him wanting to go back to Peter.

But he can't. There's no going back now.

I've added Peckman into an AU I've made, rotating it in my brain so much

[gloriousmonsters]

Top fives way for XiSuYao to work out?

ooh, nice one. I get a little chatty explaining each option so I stuck 'em under the cut after the first one :D

1. the 'accidental homewrecker'

assumed xiyao base, canon diverges with jgy escaping to dongying successfully - lxc spends a few years brooding, eventually discovers he can't, after all, be Cool and Normal about the person he loves being evil and gone and whatnot, and so quits his job and heads to dongying to find jgy/answers/the will to live. when he finds jgy, he's willing to talk and try and explain himself, nice. he's also cohabiting with sms and they are definitely fucking, less nice. sms is clearly pissed at him showing up, and jgy is... enigmatic. lxc stays the night and then just kind of winds up staying. there's off-kilter domesticity and seething drama and lots of poorly negotiated and communicated about sex. eventually, everyone relaxes just a little, start to grudgingly accept each other, and things just settle into a new normal. probably one of the chillest paths despite all the 'prestige movie where people scream at each other' energy simmering in the background

2. the 'grudging necromancy roadtrip'

if there's one thing songxuexiao has taught us, it's that there's no get-along shirt like your mutual lover's death. I have a chunk of au in the works where lxc resurrects sms in order to enlist his help in freeing + resurrecting jgy, but this could also be an au where sms somehow survived 🤷‍♂️. I like the resurrection angle because it makes everything Worse. regardless; a scenario where sms and lxc grudgingly work together to try and get jgy out of the coffin & return him to life, and in the process are forced to actually talk and Perceive each other for the first time in years. they're both bitterly jealous of what the other had with jgy and in the process of comprehending it start to see the good about each other. this is more focused on the sms/lxc leg of it but jgy's still very present and would ideally, eventually be returned, so i'm counting it

3. the 'bad end in a dating sim vibes' aka the 'this dove is pining for the fjords' option

okay, this isn't so much working as it is - i mean, if your definition of 'working' extends to 'when you kick whatever's malfunctioning a few times until it starts behaving' - look, I just like to sometimes think about a dark xisuyao take on an AU where jgy & sms's burial mounds plot works. jgy respects lxc stating that he never wants to see or speak to him again by, well, sticking him in a nice isolated prison house and never visiting him, which starts to drive lxc a bit off the deep end. sms eventually starts visiting him, originally to gloat but then partly because he's concerned about lxc clearly being suicidal (also still to gloat, he's only human, but really. yikes). this turns into jgy (mainly through sms) trying to coax/seduce lxc into joining him in Jinlintai again. this is both made less and more effective by the fact sms is never passing up an opportunity to flaunt the fact that he has jgy's favor now, ifyougetwhatimean, you know, since YOU didn't want to stay with him - but honestly, sms would also love lxc to come out of prison seclusion and into bed. and well, in this scenario, lxc - out of a mixture of desperate loneliness, excessive rationalization of terrible things, and some miserable horniness for spice - eventually does.

4. the 'hey babe i want to try something new tonight ;)'

this is more 'temporarily working' unless you finagle an au where canon events don't happen, but I'm obsessed with the idea of, during the timeskip, jgy and lxc getting into a relationship, having some exploratory kinky sex, and jgy, after a while, finding a way to work sms into it because he really doesn't want to have a secret affair but he also really wants to fuck sms. and possibly see lxc and sms fuck 👀. lxc and sms both participate with the anticipation it'll go badly, and are both sickened horrified disappointed etc to discover that they're very sexually compatible. the threesome sex is amazing. jgy keeps on suggesting doing it again and they can't really protest. they might actually have to start talking at parties if this keeps up, if only to coordinate nights. honestly I just love thinking about lxc and sms being incredibly grumpy about actually enjoying the set-up while jgy sits in the back going 'all according to keikaku'.

5. the 'wartime summer romance: trio edition: drama!!' one

this one is the least developed but I love the idea of some scenario where sms, having just been kicked out of/fled/etc the Lan Sect, encounters Meng Yao right around the time he picks Lan Xichen up, and pitches in to help save him (partly because he's hoping that if he helps save LXC's life maybe whatever questionable thing he did will be made up for) and the on-the-run romance becomes a confused three-way affair. lxc is starry-eyed over both the courageous young bookkeeper and soft-spoken outer disciple that saved him, sms has been crushing on lxc for years and is conflicted over something happening now but doesn't have the will to stop it or tell lxc about whatever shit he did, my has forged instant 'one foot in one foot out of the cultivation world' solidarity with sms and they're planning a summer wedding; and he is, of course, VERY into lxc as well, and basically they have an intense stupid teen romance until they hit civilization and things start to fall apart. sms' Whatever He Did (dependent on canon source) comes to light & lxc is betrayed, the three of them split up as lxc heads back to the Lan & my goes to spy on the Wen, etc...

...I kind of love the potential of this take because while it's more a beginning, than a 'working out', it opens the door to xisuyao feeling like a more. cohesive triad than any other take. I feel like lxc's relationship with jgy would be a little more wary, coming off his feelings of personal betrayal around sms, but he can't fully disregard or forget sms either - and things are further complicated by him being suspicious that sms had told jgy the truth, in the past, and jgy had chosen to conceal it as well... yeah, overall this is cheating because it's more scenario than endgame, but lbr, I was running out of ending ideas and this scenario compels me. 🤷‍♂️

now who wants to get in the xisuyao canoe with me

[eatsbop]

@kaasjee Grandchild. I don't know how lmao but I found some weird crumbs

A.

Let's have an AU where we pretend that because their dad is such an asshole, Dowoon and Yeonwoo were separated at an early age due their parents' marriage annulment.

Custody of Yeonwoo was awarded to their mom and Dowoon's to their dad. After Dowoon's death, Yeonwoo returned to SK (because he was somewhere, maybe living next door from me lmao) to say goodbye to his bro and maybe (definitely) kick some delinquents' asses but when he was about to do that he witnessed an act of juvenile delinquency that is Seong Taehoon embodiment of depression and chaos trying to commit mass murder.

It's up to Yeonwoo to save his brother's only friend from topping the 9 o'clock news as SK's Next Top Murderer.

B.

Or alternatively, take all those then do a sudden swerve and this time Yeonwoo actually hates Taehoon because he's the harbinger of his brother's misfortune and ruin. But how can soft Yeonwoo hate someone so pitiful (and ready to dip any minute) for more than week?

He actually can't. (Besides no one can hate Taehoon more than Taehoon hates himself.)

Or you know, after Yeonwoo Liberation, Taehoon and Yeonwoo became friends (Taehoon somehow managed not to mention Dowoon's name every 2 seconds, he just acted hard pressed over something so Yeonwoo's oblivious of his brother and Taehoon's friendship in the past).. and then one day they met at the columbarium.

"You're visiting someone, Taehoon-ssi?"

*regular Taehoon cheerful passive aggressiveness* "No, ye? Whachathink, nerd-ssi? I came to bury myself?"

"Why are you.. the way you are.."

*scoff, ear blushing* "I'm here to visit my best friend."

*Yeonwoo sad smile* "I'm here to visit my brother.."

*sad moment of silence, Taehoon tries to crack a joke, they keep walking, bantering while they do, they ultimately reached their destination, they're visiting the same person*

C.

Or maybe what I want the most is Dowoon alive so an AU where Yeonwoo is trying to save his brother.. because THIS 14 FEET SENTIENT TOWER OF SENSELESS VIOLENCE CAN'T POSSIBLY BE A GOOD INFLUENCE TO MY BROTHER- oh shit they're hugging why are they hugging why AND RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE INTERSECTION.

Or Yeonwoo basically just stalking Dowoon and trying to figure out why he picked Taehoon over their "well-meaning" father.. and Dowoon and Taehoon putting on a show because this nerdy younger brother gives the most hilarious reactions.. and just, you know? They can, why not.

Them having a fun time, and pranking Yeonwoo who's affronted by how shameless they are.

"It's just a prank! Come on, Yeonwooyah!"

"WAS IT, HYUNGNIM. WAS IT. THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL HOLDING HANDS?!"

*Taehoon eyeroll* "I got another hand, wanna hold it?"

Also the thought of Taehoon and Yeonwoo being younger than Dowoon is nice because I too want to herd leopards.

D.

Or maybe Dowoon and Yeonwoo are half brothers and after what happened (he magically survived ssshhh all is self indulgent, I'm here to have a good time), Dowoon started living with his mom and her new family. But then he noticed the situation his half brother is in and just ?? For real, Mom? How do you keep finding guys like my dad?

"Taehoon-ah, help me. My little bro.."

"Just 1080 the old guy. Why-"

"TAEHOON-AH."

So they somehow managed to drag Yeonwoo (after Taehoon beat him up "You asked me to do it!" "NO, I asked you to help me! Oh, no! His nose is bleeding!" "Mine too! He punched me!" "OH NO! Is your fist alright, Yeonwooyah?!" "HEY YOU, DIPSHIT-") and stash him at Yoo Hobin Co. HQ (cause where else can you find all the beef brained shenanigans applied in real life?) to give him a taste of freedom.

Anyway, Yoo Hobin and company thought they were only helping their sweet dude Dowoon babysit his brother.. but what in shit is this obtuse love triangle?

Basically Dowoon and Taehoon started trying to one up each other.

"Come along, little Yeonwoo. I'll show you something fun."

"Don't listen to him, Yeonwooyah, I got something better."

And so on and so on until they're throwing hissy fits at each other.

"Wow, Lee Dowoon! You seriously stole Jihyeok's scooter and rode it with your little bro when you have zero experience driving?!"

"I borrowed it and Jihyeokssi taught us-"

"YA? He's such a good teacher that's why your arm is broken! Good going! That's your definition of fun?! Cracking your head on the pavement?! Well, you missed why don't you go for another spin?!"

"Look, I understand where you're coming from but you don't have to yell at me.. I'm just standing here."

"Oh? Sorry. I thought I'd need to raise my volume to get through your numbskull!"

...

"What did you do to my brother, why is his hair purple?!"

"Dude, yours is brown. What got your panties in a twist.. chill."

"You know this is natural! Do you have any idea how sickening purple would look paired with his uniform?!"

"Exactly! I wanna know how far he can pull it off. Wait, were you yelling at me?!"

And day by day Yeonwoo gets more confused. He decided he needs to put an end to these weird outdoor life lessons.

"Uh, Hyung.. I appreciate what you and boyfriend are trying to do but.. I'm worried this would cause a rift in your relationship if-"

"Who's my what?.."

"Your.. boyfriend? Taehoon?"

"AJAHSHSJSJ NO. WAIT. HE'S NOT. THERE'S A BIG MISUNDERSTANDING HERE."

So Yeonwoo thought to himself, okay change of plans. Lessons will continue but this time he's teaching this two. Because, you know? Yeonwoo cannot accept this level of stupid. And perhaps he wants to get even? Lol

"So.. he's not your boyfriend?"

"LMAO WHERE DID THAT EVEN COME FROM. YOU SO FUNNY YEONWOOYAH."

"Okay. Got it. So, can I take him?"

Dowoon stopped laughing and Imma stop here too cause I'm confused too. What's going on here.

Here are a bunch of nonsense, Kassy. No brain cell was harmed during the typing of all these letters. In fact, all my brain cells ain't even bother with me.

[paversandplatters]

||𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚙|| (3/20)

Apocalypse! Au (TW! Minor gore and cussing)

Reader x multiple

Chapter 3: A Site to Behold

Nick manages a slow shake of his head as she looks up at the railings of the church choir loft, it’s about 20 feet above them. She reaches for the knife at her hip, pulling the bloodstain instrument from her belt keeping it at the ready. With a few hand signals motioning to follow.

With some great reluctance they begin to ascend the stairs with her cringing slightly as each wooden step creaks softly in protest. Once at the top she realizes that there are three doors two on the left hand wall, both a women's and men’s restroom and at the very end of the narrow walk way is a door slightly ajar leading into what they can assume is storage. With bated breath she listens silently noting that the sound seems to be coming from the women's restroom. loud rattling and scraping of metal against the floor, heavy footsteps marching back and forth; faster and not as clumsily as the cadavers below them were. Chains, she realizes, it sounds like chains.

With a few hand waves they position themselves around the doorway with their backs against the wall she reaches for the handle of the door slowly pushing it open. The rattling of chains and footsteps stop in time with the dull whine the door makes- silence returns. Heart pounding in her ears, she glances towards Nick and George seeing how both are white knuckling their guns In anticipation of the worst.

A moment passes ...

Then another ...

Nothing.

Not a sound.

They glanced between each other- a conversation carries on silently. Who is going to look in? Though the question isn't left unanswered for very long before she takes the first step to move into the doorway, craning her neck to peek at what hellish creature maybe waiting there.

Her breath is caught mid step,She'd been expecting this but somehow the site still caught her off guard. Perhaps it's just the sheer towering height of the thing stood there in the middle of the room- it's figure outlined in the dull orange morning light that’s managed to seep through the cracks and opening of the boarded up window in this dirty abandoned restroom... Or maybe that it’s the bulky metal chains connected to each appendage. Each end of chain is anchored to different areas of the room some to the ceiling, other to the walls and the floor very obviously meant to restrict the movement of this thing. But the most striking feature was the large circular mask on its face bearing no features save a simple smiley face. Much like the biters downstairs a large crudely made cage framed his head connecting to a heavy and equally crudely made metal collar around its neck.

She's frozen, examining the creature before her. The very presence of this thing is almost overwhelmingly terrifying. It's just standing there stock-still faced in the vague direction of the door, covered head to toe in caked blood and dirt. She almost doesn't notice it at first but… it’s shoulders are rising and falling in a slow rhythm. It's breathing. It’s ALIVE.

“Holy shit!”

She must have been caught in her trance too long as Nick’s reaction not only makes her jump but also the person before them suddenly starts to move and reel backwards, thrashing violently like a wild predatory animal trying to escape its bindings. He’s backed himself into a a corner pulling on the chain hard enough she sure his wrists have to have taken some sort damage but he makes no reaction to such. Nick unconsciously stumbles back crashing into George sending them both onto their asses, George whines at the Jostling of his still unattended wounds.

“Nick what the fuck-“ The thought is suddenly cut off as he catches site of the thing before them.

“What isI the fuck is that?!”

George squeals out now three shades paler, be it from the shock or loss of blood. Nick is the first to level his gun at the figure. Instinct takes over as she knocks the gun from his hand the single round missing its target and lodging itself into the rafters above.

“WAIT!” The proclamation is met with two very confused faces.

“He's alive! don't shoot hold your fire.” She doesn't so much ask, as much demands. They exchange a look of complete disbelief, truthfully she knows they can’t be blamed.

“Just hold on they're still alive and obviously being kept here forcibly.” she clarifies. The ominously large figure pauses in its violent thrashing to turn an look in her direction or well the direction of her voice. Can this thing even see? The tension in his posture is enough to let her know he still hasn't let his guard down but is obviously listening to her words. Lord only knows what he's seen and experienced in the time that he’s been shackled here.

Cautiously she steps forward.

“You are alive aren’t you…?” It takes a moment but she’s answered with a curt nod.

“Why are you being kept here…” nothing happens for a long moment before he shrugs. She moves to take another step.

“Can you speak…?” The knife in her hand is still raised and ready. A glance behind her assures that her two companions are poised and ready for back up.

Again he doesn’t speak but his body language tenses a bit more but he doesn't make a move to oppose her coming closer. Boots thump softly against the floor, his breathing sounds labored now, likely exhausted.

“You’re injured aren’t you..?” The massive figure takes a moment to tilt his head questioningly before nodding.

“I can help, I won’t hurt you unless you hurt me… understand?”

Another nod. Good this makes this much less complicated. When her hand finds his arm, it’s quickly yanked from her grip drawn backward away from her in protest.

“Woah hold on big guy it’s just me, I have to check you over… make sure you’re not infected or something. “

He slowly stills, allowing her hand to rest on his forearm.

She begins to narrate her next steps as she moves her hands to grab the bottom of his shirt. there's too much blood, dirt and grime on the garment to be able to tell the extent of the wounds there. The shirt ends up being peeled off, having been stuck to the skin with now long coagulated clumps of blood. It reveals a long gash that starts at the bottom of his ribcage curved down to just under his left hip. She has no idea how he still holding together- from the looks of it his guts should be spilling out onto the floor. She’s not sure whether or not to call this a miracle or some hellish punishment he’s meant to endure. Continuing on to check him over, there are numerous blossoming bruises and welts, all in different stages of healing. she swears she that one of his ribs is poking out at an odd angle. The more she inspects the more it sickens her to look at.

“You’ve really been through hell haven't you..” there is no response to her words.

“He’s clean. No bites just fucked up.” She calls out confirming her findings to party waiting in the doorway.

“That thing is really alive…?” the Brit mutters out still looking on with complete shock still settled into his features.

“So now what? He must have been chained for a reason, are you just gonna let him out..?” Nick questions voice obviously portraying his concern. Again she doesn’t blame him, there’s no evidence to suggest any of this is a good idea.

“He could’ve killed me already if he wanted… besides he knows he’s out numbered..”

“What- you’re not actually going to- y/n no absolutely not!” George squawks protest.

“I can’t just leave him here.” Y/n confirms, hands already in her pocket fishing for the one of the most invaluable items she owns: a hair pin.

“He could be a murder for all you know!”

“Like we aren’t..?” She mutters back. In the two years the worlds gone to shit, survival comes at any cost- even at the expense of other people lives. It’s a harsh reality sure, but what other choice is there? You do what you can to keep moving, if you’re lucky you find a party that’s willing to move with you for the sake of safety in numbers and a common goal. George of all people should be aware of that more than anything…

With out any further words of protest, she produces the pin from her pocket setting to work on freeing his arms and legs first. He keeps to himself but begins to tremble slightly. It’s takes some time and finessing, but shackles clatters to the ground one by one. The only thing that remains on his person is the cage and mask on his head.

“You’re too tall, lean down so I can get that stupid thing off you.”

He bows his head almost eagerly, nearly folding himself in half trying to grant her as much access as possible. The angle is awkward, making the task that much harder, none the less after a few minutes of fidgeting the collar pops open. Just as soon as it does his hands fly to his neck, desperate to remove the cage. He tosses it aside, and frantically his hands reach to the back of his head pulling the straps of the mask still stuck on his face. With sheer brute force it’s pulled free, joining the cage at the other end of the room.

Suddenly she’s met with wild green eyes that peek out under from long wavy dirty blonde hair. Just barely, able to make the faint marking of freckles on his face before he turns quickly to stare down at the two men guarding the doorway. The cloth gag in his mouth is pulled free as if were made of paper.

His voice rings out raw and cracked.

“they’ll be back soon.”

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[discordiansamba]

rotating some more ideas for general worldbuilding for the au!

flames associated with the fae are typically purple in color. which means rin is truly just off here doing his own thing.

demons need a vessel to enter assiah. the fae need an anchor. this can be an object, a location, or a living thing. they don't need permission to anchor themselves to an object, animal, or a location, but they do need it from a human. they're very skilled a tricking humans into giving it!

(it's actually considered pretty safe to have a fae anchor itself to you. they tend to have a vested interest in keeping you healthy and well... though if they're of a more malevolent nature, they might decide on a whim that they're bored of you and move on to a new anchor.)

shiemi's anchor is her grandmother's garden.

(rin doesn't have one. he doesn't need one.)

changelings are the only type of fae that can exist in assiah without an anchor.

oberon has never stepped foot in assiah. he has no interest. if he wants something, he draws it to elfame by using those that serve directly underneath them. yuri was whisked away to elfame by following a pure white deer she saw at the edge of the woods.

as the king of the fae, oberon governs all forms of fae- from the malevolent to the benevolent. he has many faces and many personas to go with them and shows himself in many different guises. the oberon from yuri's memories was a kind yet mysterious boy that appeared around her age.

(the oberon rin interacts with is the king of the unseelie court, a many-eyed horrorterror with an ever shifting visage.)

demons cannot enter elfame without permission, and are weakened considerably while there. fae can enter gehenna- but why would they want to, when it sickens them?

rin: <----unbothered and thriving no matter what world he's in. no need to investigate that too deeply surely.

naiads and undine are also fae who are typically mistaken for demons, alongside slyphs. dryads also fall into this category. greenmen sometimes get mistaken for fae, conversely. so while dealing with fae and dealing with demons are considered two entirely different skill sets, there's still some overlap.

there isn't really any kind of organized group dedicated to dealing with fae like there is for dealing with demons. the trouble they tend to cause tends to be on a much lower, more personal level.

plenty of freelance fae researchers, though!

yuri gets hired by the order because they want to expand their knowledge of the fae somewhat. shiro is in charge of supervising her during her first few months at the order. that's how they meet.

(mephisto in the background like: get into place already, you)

(mephisto 100% realizes what happened to yuri's missing child. this is quite the unexpected development! he looks forward to see where it goes!)

shima is swapped out for a changeling in the chaos following the blue night, so it's no surprise nobody noticed for years!

a returned changeling is given all of the changeling's memories, but it's like watching a movie you're not involved in. the changeling themselves loses those memories upon returning to being a fae. even if suguro and konekomaru met the shima they befriended growing up, none of them would recognize each other.

changelings are not aware they are changelings.

blue exorcist changeling au, or: your classmate who is the friendliest idiot you've ever met is actually a malevolent horrorterror but is also very much still that friendly idiot who you've come to know and love.

(also. get OUT of my shadow, rin.)

[obscureoperations]

I had an idea for a Martin x Scream crossover. (Diclaimer I have not watched scream yet so all of my info is coming second hand from the fanfics I've read)

But like, Martin shows up their school (they're in high school right? God I really need to watch this fuckin movie lmao) as a new student and of course Billy and Stu immediately notice something different about him.

Could you imagine billy and stu doing their whole routine with their victim only to rush into the room for the final blow and find Martin there already chowing down. All three of then are just like 👁 👄 👁.

Or like they're both trying to stalk their victim and accidentally hide in the same bush so they're just silently whisper-arguing to each other like "bro wtf are you doing here?!?!" "I could ask you the same thing!!!!"

Idk I think it's really funny in my head.

-Gotta admit, I haven’t watched any of the Scream movies myself.. Billy and Stu tho.. Both some very interesting lads. I’ve seen clips on Youtube, they’re most likely still in high school, I struggle to put Martin somewhere in the mix.

In an AU where the two would meet, I definitely see it in a college town type of environment. The Duo already knew that that it wont be long till they dominated the town, but they just had to work out certain kinks. One of them seemed to be the problem that most of their pre determined victims always ended up dead, way sooner than either of them could set a hand on them. There were already newspaper clippings all across town.

Missing reports and obituaries all line up with whomever they were stalking at that time. Someone seemed to be one step ahead. It wasn’t possible. they were so smart...the perfect duo! Billy was the first one to notice, and spot the strange boy from across town. He becomes almost obsessed,as though Martin was competing with them for some type of award. Class clown..most likely to succeed. Why weren’t their names in the papers?!

He would do the research, find out where exactly where Martin lived. Who was his part of his family and where they worked. They would repeatedly smoke bomb Cuda’s shop. Once Billy discovered Martin didn’t even go to the same school, it was over. He had to get rid of him, Stu was not convinced. After all there was no such thing as vampires. But as Billy assured, Martin was surely one of them.

 Billy would continue to plan as he always did, Stu a few paces behind.  Everything comes to a head when the two of them decide to stalk Jenny Caruthers. She was the head of the School’s hurdling team, she just happened to attend too many parties. The dean always made a point to put high recommendations in her file. If only she decided to focus.

Billy was anxious as the two of them settled in her driveway, the kill wouldn’t be remotely hard. Various students began to stumble from the driveway yelling jeers and puking onto the lawn. He could already feel the warmth of those track star guts spilling all over his wrists. The heat..the warmth.. the indiscretion. If only her parents could see her when he was through

After about an our, Billy Shoves Stu gesturing for them to go in. An odd sort of snap and gurgle averts their attention to the back yard. 

The lawns were well maintained and landscaped. An almost brand new television rests broken in shards buried in one of the hedges. The slurping sounds become more severe, Stu can vaguely make out a set of glowing eyes.

“Shit..hold on man!” 

His fingers dig into the brunettes wrists. Billy was already lunging forward, knife between his teeth. He falls back against his friend with a muttered curse as the knife falls from his lips. 

“Shhh... look..” Stu prompts, silently begging his friend not to protest. For once, can he set his ego aside? Something was wrong here, Stu had that familiar uneasy feeling settling into the bottom of his chest.  

As the two boys peek cautiously around the corner they can see the silhouette of a shirtless man. His face was buried against the ground, the wet gurgling sounds were bordering on obscene. It was almost like listening to someone trying to slurp up spaghettio’s through a straw. Almost inhuman, they could both hear the sound of teeth scraping bone until--

The man finally lifts his head, moonlight bathed across his exposed torso. Blood drips from his lips in crimson rivulets, in a flicker of movement, glowing eyes point towards the moon-- they were almost a sickening shade of yellow. Stu’s nails dig into Billy’s wrist.

“Dude.. m-maybe we should come back tomorrow...” He whispers. On the inside he wanted to be sick. He watched as the ‘man’ arranges the corpse’s limbs, pinning them to the ground ah he dives in.

With another snap and disgusting gurgle, Stu practically pukes into his hand. The crunching... why was their crunching?!

“Hey! Asshole!” Billy springs the two of them forward. Stu clutches the handle of the knife so tightly it nearly slips from his sweaty grip. 

The shape bounds forward over the fence at an almost preternatural speed. No revving up, or using the ground for momentum. Gone, just like that.

The only reminder of there being an actual person next to the corpse was a heap of clothes. All black, some of it caked in dried blood.  Billy continues to inspect the remains if the girl, allowing a lifeless hand  to flop onto her chest.

“Impressive.” 

“W-whatt?” Stu manages to pant, eyes still glued to he wire fence. It continued to shift and creak under the breeze, he could hear faint rustling in the distance.

“That was--”  Billy lifts the arm of the girl until the resounding snap caused him to drop it.

There was an almost unreadable expression on the brunette’s face as he moves some of the hair away from his eyes. 

“We gotta find him. I think I know who he is..”

~

[definitionoffernweh]

This is a 18+ fandom blog where we will run into/discuss NSFW and problematic/taboo topics!

🎬 Real Life Political/Social Justice/etc stuff are allowed as long as we keep it on fandom/media/etc. FYI I'm an Intersectional Feminist & Queer.

🎬 After some recent things I've seen that unfortunately exist, I cannot continue being civil with people who condone RL harassment over fiction so if you're a part of that or use the term "proshitter" unironically you will be blocked.

🎬 I tend to disappear for long periods of time and then come back and blow everything up. I also switch Fandoms like crazy and only sometimes stick with one for a long period of time. I have a habit of mass reblogging/tagging, and am still sorting out the various untagged posts. I also mass follow blogs without looking at bios so I'm very willing to unfollow/block if asked in general (you do not need to have a reason!).

🎬 I will try to tag everything so don’t worry too much about accidentally coming across something triggering/deeply upsetting. And if you're that worried about it, I usually stay in the realm of fluff, romance & familial relationships versus anything else.

“Marrying the words fern, or distance, and wehe, an ache or sickness, the word can be roughly translated as 'distance sickening' or 'far woe' – a pain to see far-flung places beyond our doorstep.” ＡＯ３ Ｐｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔ

To Further Clarify My Own Opinions On These Things: 

Shipping is, inherently for a lot of reasons, romantic/sexual in nature. I don’t use the term “platonic shipping” for putting together two or more people in a sibling/parental/etc way because of that. If it’s platonic, it won’t be described as shipping. Also the “underage” tag is interesting to me because of what different countries and even different states would classify as legally underage, so I just boil it down to this: characters being shipped under 14 (especially if they’re under 10) and over 18 are a NO-GO. Large age gaps where both are 18+ or are around the same age in general (middle schooler x middle schooler/high schooler x high schooler, pairings like “17yr old x 19 yr old”) are completely fine. 

Yes, I’m into OC x Canon. I’m a huge fan of OCs, especially making them (though personally not that big on self-shipping), and since I’m also a huge fan of shipping they go hand-in-hand. I don’t do Anti-OC rhetoric, but I do agree that Mary/Gary-Sues are a thing (just not that every OC is one). This is one of the biggest reasons why I created this blog, so I can provide help to those trying to make a two-dimensional fully rounded character. Lastly, as a nice reminder to Anti-OC people: every character is an OC, deal with it. 

Concerning “Psuedo-Incest”, like Batcest (not between Bruce, Damian, Kate, Bette, Helena W.), MCU Thorki, etc; it will be in here but tagged so you don’t have to see it if you don’t want to. Psuedo-Incest doesn't bother me because it isn't actually incest and only works in AUs where the characters have never/will never see each other in a sibling/parental/etc way. Psuedo-Incest where step-family fall in love while looking at each other as “biological family” I classify as incest just because of how much of a reach creators are doing to make it truly incestuous while being unable to actually make it incestuous for some reason or another. And concerning ships like MCU Starker/Spideypool, etc; they will only show up if the canonically underage character has been aged-up or the canonically older character has been aged-down.

I don't do Real People shipping, for multiple reasons, but I'm chill with RPF (and even those non-serious compilations/edits) as long as the real people involved are okay with it. I personally believe if Real People shippers kept to their circles the shipping would never get toxic and have a lasting negative impact on the real world. I also don't do Loli/Shota type stuff or even zoophilia-esque shit; they're just not my thing.

In case you couldn't tell I'm a Pro-Shipper (aka anti-fanpol/anti-anti/profic/etc), so I'd prefer if you blocked/ignored me instead of starting shit. I also align myself with neushippers/neufic/peacefic/etc etc, but I'm very anti-radqueer. Anyway, I have a whole tag explaining my views on this cause there is too much for one paragraph so check it out if you're curious. To give a little summary about myself, in RL I truly don’t give a shit what anyone does as long as it is consensual and I'm completely against pedophilia/zoophilia/etc etc. But in fiction, I'm both quite picky about what I read and "morbidly curious" (and maybe slightly dumb in comprehension) so I'm not huge on problematic ships or scenarios but I have and will read them. At the end of the day, I believe you can consume whatever fiction you want (as long as it's fiction, it isn't made with the intention of doing harm aka propaganda and you fully understand that's it's fictional) but most if not all "problematic" stuff won't be posted/reblogged here. 

Tag Index:

dof-mv is the fictional world I created after I realized how much I loved vast connected universes. It’s watched over by Quintessa, the mysterious narrator/storyteller. In-universe, it is referred to as the “Omniverse" (which you can look up). dof-ov is my stories/OCs separate and non-canon to my main universe, which are also separate from each other unless stated otherwise. 

ocappreciation (this and ocapp are not my own tags, feel free to follow them) is ALL OC content not from me. writing-is-my-passion is advice/positivity/etc pertaining to Characters, Stories, Writing, etc etc. It can be by me or others. Feel free to ask if you want a specific topic, or if you want to submit your own. 

CONTENT-WARNING ("Trigger Warnings") is the usual (Gore, Porn, etc; includes "cursed fic/ships/etc etc"). shipname-au (ie starker-au) is for ships being made "appropriate" (ie aged-up/aged-down, un-family-related, etc etc). batcest/thorki will be used for anyone who has those blacklisted.

___ art/comic/animation for what's on the tin. audio dramas because my brain groups them all together and I'm apparently obsessed so...

speak-no-evil is for stuff like media literacy/discussion/etc. gay-nerds is for any mention of SJW-esque stuff (queer/feminism/etc etc) revolved around media. to-be-or-not-to-be is stuff I want to find later. you-are-the-entire-circus is funny stuff. fern-is-REDACTED is my posts. kim-people-are-dying is discourse (can be positive and negative).

Recs:

DC (+Subcollections)

BNHA

Riordanverse (+Subcollections)

DuckTales (2017) + DT87/DWD91

Marvel (+Subcollections)

The Secret/Celebrity Trio

TMNT

DBH

Audio Dramas (+Subcollections)

Internet Horror (+Subcollections)