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parasafterdark · 1 month ago

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"Truth (finally)"

Part 5/5 // 1 2 3 4

Context: This happened recently in Hunting Grounds where they are all furries and stuck in a Deathgame Scenario. I'm skipping the HG![Name] cause it drives me insane in longer Text.

This is part of Game 5, which is a companion of Game 4 with the same Set of Players.

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The Marten stood at the far side of the room, leaning against the side wall, already sure that they would need the other one for footage in a bit. Meanwhile Captain kneeled door side at the table, ignoring the others glare as xe pretended to inspect the metal shackles still binding xyr hands.

Given the leadup to this game, xe could have politely asked 81 to undo them and the raccoon would have likely comply out of shear confusion. But why take the time? These weren't hard to break once the Koi was back in xyr room and right now xe didn't expect to need full movement. Not in here. Not when xe could see the way the Marten's fur seemingly heave occasionally.

"Player 1, ask-"

"Why are you here?"

Talking over the announcer, Captain finally stopped observing the reflection on the table and actually looked up at the other. Xe adjusted to count with xyr fingers and continued: "First you said you volunteered. Then, last game, you implied that your ex put you here." A smirk materialized on the Marten's snout as Captain continued: "Yet throughout, you don't seem to care about winning or losing. Neither for yourself nor for any other player."

The Marten mimicked the Koi's gesture, starting with the first finger: "I volunteered to take the place of an escaped Player that showed up in my Back woods." Switching over to the third finger, eys tone continued to be flippant. Careless of what the answers implied and that everyone outsidecould hear them: "You're right, I don't care. I will start trying when I get bored of being here."

With two fingers down, ey used the last to flip the Koi off. "Implied...", ey chuckled: "I just said I'll kill him if we run into each other here. Cause he should know better than get himself caught harboring a stranger."

"Please wait."

"Player 1, do you believe this answer to be true."

"Of course not.", Captain said neutrally. While it did match with the Profile xe had come up for the other so far, the implications of any of this being true were staggering. It was also deeply stupid to say any of it out loud, but well, those weren't consequences the Koi had to deal with anymore.

Usually it didn't take too long for proof to be shown. A minute or two at most. This time, it what felt like forever with only the occasional "Please wait" to tide them over.

When the wall finally turned into a screen, it showed muted footage of three cameras. On top, CCTV of a kitchen, currently occupied by three people in familiar security gear, faces blurred, apparently joking with each other. The lower left was a Dashcam showing part of a family home in some woods. Specifically the glass doors that led out onto a veranda. The lower right feed was of a repurposed walk-in closet with a security door that currently housed a roughed up looking Marten, leaning against a cabinet and playing with something in eys hands. Captain recognized the simple shirt and shorts as the same clothes ey had on when they first met.

The footage jumped ahead a couple minutes, to where one guard had left the kitchen and the Marten was opening eys cell with a keycard. Ey hesitated a moment, probably confused that there wasn't anyone keeping watch, then left the camera's view.

Shortly after ey showed up on the dashcam, looking outside, considering to leave. Before eys hand reached the doorknob, ey seemed to think better of it. First scanning around the doorframes, then looking back into the room. As the Marten vanished back into the house, the car shook. Somebody in a dark suit walked towards the house. Captains jaw clenched in recognition despite the blurring.

Another cut, to where the Marten dispatched one Kitchen Guard with a stun gun ey had picked up somewhere. Ey then used the Kitchen Isle to keep some distance to the other security, waiting for a good opening. Instead something offscreen got both their attention.

Judging from the filled mugs suddenly appearing on the Kitchen Isle, this last cut contained several minutes of negotiations. Which did conclude in a hesitant, yet still firm handshake between the Suit and the Marten. Followed by the latter calmly going back to where ey had started, but with a hot drink now.

"Truth confirmed. Player 2, ask a Question."

Looking over, Captain found the Martens face a mystery. Somewhere between blank and amusement, staring at the wall yet mostly at nothing actually in the room. This reaction, or better, lack of a reaction unnerved xym more than xe would like to admit.

Ey must know, right? Between the way ey blew up earlier and now getting it 'confirmed' that ey had some kind of deal Management to be here, there had to be a massive target on eys Head by now. With no clue how long this game would last. And yet, from the looks of it, none of that had even registered so far.

"Implications, omissions, technicalities...", the Marten's voice was calm and solid for the first time in a while. With a sigh ey turned, sat down and leaned forward on the table: "Many things you can do without directly lying to someone. But you know all that." It wasn't even an accusation.

Captain managed to keep xyr pokerface, despite the urge to figure out what the fuck was wrong with em by any means necessary. Instead xe stretched against the shackles to ground xyrself and calmly meet the others gaze. Wondering where this was going.

Undeterred the Marten continued: "That last thing you mentioned...That I don't care about a games outcome. It's odd for you to bring that up." There was specific emphasis on the you. "You keep to yourself. You defer to whoever wants to be in charge and only act out of flow when necessary." A laugh. "I know what it looks like when you play to win and it is nothing like this." Ey proped eys head on one hand and gestured at the Koi with the other: "You are the same as me. You don't care about your streak either. But hiding that behind being 'helpful'."

"Invalid Question: Not a Question."

"Get the fuck off my tail!", the Marten growled at one of the corners while the Koi almost broke face again. This time would have been a laugh. Instead xe watched the other take a moment before nodding at xyr wristband: "I know that number is wrong. So whats your actual count?"

So close. Like watching someone run an incredible race just to have them trip and crack their neck right at the finish line.

Captain hummed, then maneuvered xyr arm so the Marten could see the "2" flash over the Wristband's display. All while xe looked up to where xe assumed one of the hidden cameras to be, wondering who exactly was watching them right now. Who had authorized the earlier footage. Who would prove or disprove whatever xe answered.

In the end, the display didn't lie and baseline the Organizators wouldn't put up proof contradicting that no matter how entertaining it would be in the moment. The win streak being real was sacrosankt. As far as Players were allowed to know.

So the safe thing to do now was to let the Marten blow emself up here. Yeah it annoyed the Koi to no end that xe couldn't figure out why ey would do that. Why anybody would burn down a bridge while still standing on it. Then again, as the other had said, ey didn't owe xym shit which was very true. They weren't even and if ey decided to make this ship a potential deathtrap for emself then that truly was not Captain's problem to deal with. And yet...

"I don't have a count."

The Koi gave the camera a smile, the person behind it enough time to end the entire game right here and now. As no interruption occured xe looked over to the Marten and continued calmly: "I've set this manually." Nodding to the wristband. "By the time I learned you're part of the game, the others had already seen the number. Otherwise I would have corrected it."

With open confusion the Marten said: "Bullshit!" So what, we can just decide when we want to leave?"

This time Captain let xyrself laugh: "No, you can't do any of that. This only lets me pretend in case somebody asks." Xe shrugged: "I can set this to show a '50' and it would not change a thing. It is not in my hand when I leave."

"Please wait."

How rude to cut xym off now. Not that they could actively stop xym from talking, but xe was also smarter than push xyr luck further.

"Player 2, do you believe this answer to be true."

The Marten just stared for a while, trying to puzzle through what ey had just heard. Until eventually: "Why?" Quickly remembering where they were ey quickly added: "...would I believe that?"

Instead of footage being shown, an entirely different soundboard said mechanically:

"Reset activated. Choose a Number."

Without missing a beat the Koi slipped a finger under the display and nodded at the other to choose a number. Ey, now obviously overwhelmed, stammered a: "13?" that Captain echoed.

"We reccommend Numbers under 5. Confirm?"

"Confirm."

The '2' turned into a "13", followed by the wristband playing a happy jingle out of it's tinny little speakers while flashing fireworks around a "Congratulations!"

"Truth confirmed. SubGame finished. Please leave the room."

#and so not a single good decision was made that day #now to another year of these two being the worst for each other #paraportal #oc writing #voice of origin #p: shal #p: captain #string of hunting grounds #furry writing #deathgame

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thecurrator · 7 months ago

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Ambrova long palette names

Sorry I didn’t Realize People Like You Have Feelings (Einar when he's feeling sadistic)

You Must Have Real Self Confidence Mortal To Attempt Flirting With Something All Holy (Angels when they're being pursued romantically)

Let Your Tender Hands Rip Me Apart (Binary stars. What losers)

Focus On Me (Ignore The Blood) (Einar)

Prove That You Love Me And Reanimate Me (Einar but he would never say such a thing because he wants the sweet release of death. Ira goes through the loop for him anyway.)

Stand Still As The Darkness Grows Roots In Your Mind (Drystan family curse)

Lost In Your Eyes Never To Be Found (Einar @ Ira EUGH)

I Saw The End Of The World In Your Eyes (Ira @ Einar WHY ARE THEY LIKE THIS)

I Touch You And My Hands Burn My Hands Burn My Hands Burn (What Have You Done) (Dyre @ Aaryn when the feelings kick in)

What Are You Doing In My House / Now Now I Don’t Usually Make It A Habit To - Stop Yelling - Break Into People’s Homes But As You Can See Sometimes I Do (1. Einar 2. Dyre)

Well First Of All I Am Positive What You Did Is A Criminal Offense / And Second Of All Why Didn’t You Invite Me (The Drystan twins)

What’s A Little Murder Between Friends (The Drystan twins)

Who Put Strawberries In The Bathtub

Who Put Strawberries In The Bathtub Again

This Is The Third Time Someone Put Strawberries In The Bathtub Who Keeps Doing This Please Stop

(Aaryn would make a great mom friend I'm cracking up just thinking about him having to deal with his space pirate crew)

It’s Not A Good Cake But It’s Not A Bad Cake Either (As Still It Is Cake) (Ira)

Scallops Reside Where My Brain Should Be (Again, Ira. Also shoutout to their sea eldritch ancestor.)

Being In Love And How It Sucks Sometimes (Dyre and Aaryn because they suck)

Do You Remember When You Told Me That You Love Me When You Told Me That You Love Me When You Told Me That You (Binary stars and whatever Dyre and Aaryn have going on)

I Loved You I Did So How Did We End Up Like This (Aaryn @ Ira He was trying his best)

This Will Hurt You More Than It’ll Hurt Me - And That’s Okay! (Einar when he tortures someone. Also shoutout to Dyre's powers.)

American Girls Scare Me (This gave me such visceral Dyre vibes why)

I’m Always At Least A Little Bit Scared Hopeless And Frustrated (Aaryn. Someone help him.)

The Shadow Out The Corner Of Your Eye (Einar)

Can You Help Me Find What’s Wrong With Me (Drystan twins and Aaryn. I believe they would benefit from therapy.)

Unexplainable Excruciating Pain That Started Suddenly And Will Never Go Away (Drystan family curse also the trauma)

An Unhealthy Relationship With One’s Own Identity (Einar)

Men Like Us Aren’t Supposed To Feel These Things (Again, Drystan twins and Aaryn. Inability to be vulnerable?)

Men Like Us Die Alone Because We Think We Deserve It (Aaryn. Okay this actually makes me sad.)

My Lungs Are Full Of Ink (Drystan family curse. I wish I was joking.)

Biting Into A Rubber Ball Like An Apple While Maintaining Full Eye Contact (Dyre. He would do it if pressed.)

I’m Just A Normal Functioning Member Of The Human Race And There Is No Way Anyone Can Prove Otherwise (Every sojouner ever)

Visual Representation Of The Sound A Rainbow Makes (This is giving Iracore)

The Eye Lips Eye Emoji Face Fills Me With Unbridled Rage (Aaryn)

Doctors Say You Need A Consistent Amount Of Sleep To Be Healthy So I Consistently Sleep For 4 Hours A Night (It's giving Aaryn. No sleep for the space pirates.)

Whether You Qualify As A Beach Or Not Depends On The Amount Of Sand You Have Consumed In A Lifetime (This sounds like something Ira would say)

What Will It Take For You To Give Up Your Humanity And Become One With The Night (Drystan family curse Drystan family curse)

My Heart Was Stolen By A Blue-Haired Angel With Piercing Eyes And A Penchant For Singing (Them angelfuckers)

The Privilege Of Being Born Somebody Else (Honestly mostly every sojourner ever)

My Favourite Ride In The Theme Park Is A Bench (Aaryn. He's starting to give old man vibes.)

I Apologize If You Found Finding This Place Difficult But You Must Understand I Am Currently Evading Detection And Arrest For Crimes Undisclosed (Aaryn and Dyre. Binary stars are protected by the law.)

So Good At Sleeping I Could Do It With My Eyes Closed (Dyre. He seems like the type to be able to fall asleep within seconds. Aaryn, on the other hand- 💀)

You’re As Beautiful As The Light Reflecting Off The Teeth Of The Moon (Einar @ Ira when Ira's speech patterns start rubbing off on him. THEY'RE SUCH LOSERS)

Write Your Love In The Blood Coursing Through My Veins (Binary stars because Einar is a freak)

And If You Thought It Was A Threat It Might Have Been (All 4 of them because they have dangerous jobs)

Putting On A Show To Seem Alive / When I Don’t Feel Alive (Drystan twins? Aaryn?)

Here’s Cheers To The Man Who Stole My Heart Away (Aaryn and Dyre. I should come up with a ship name. Maybe mentos and coke.)

If Someone Tries To Shoot You Simply Tell The Bullet To Leave You Alone (Shoutout to Dyre's powers the funniest man ever)

She Drowned Jupiter In Her Martini Glass (Ira)

The Sort Of Love You Only Feel When Drunk (Mentos and coke because they're both terrible with feelings)

The Man Who Looked At Me So Sweetly In Soft Flavours Of Deep Beige (Ira seems like the type to think beige is love's colour)

Oh Baby Don’t You Know Our Sort Is Locked Out Of Heaven (Drystan twins and Aaryn. May I recommend therapy)

You Have To Stop Making So Many Enemies (Ira @ everyone else)

Now We’re Cooking With Lasers (Aaryn, said with an disbelieving tone. Mom friend mom friend)

Middle Of The Night Yet You’re Wide Awake Thinking About Waluigi (Ira because they're silly like that)

You Have This Power Inside And It’s Frightening (Binary stars)

I Don’t Know What This Is But It’s Not An Avocado (The sojouners when the eldritch start eldritching

Wish Me Luck Honey (I Couldn’t Ask For More) (Einar @ Ira)

All The Things You Did Before You Did Them (When the time loop starts looping)

Keep All Body Parts On The Inside Of The Vehicle At All Times As Failure To Comply May Result In Having Them Unwillingly Removed (Dyre when he drives)

Do The Trees Bite Where You’re From (I need to make this a thing)

My Overconfidence Is Astounding And It’s A Surprise I’ve Never Been Killed (Dyre. Einar has the decency to be cautious.)

I Understand Where You’re Coming From But Where Did You Get The Gun (Drystan twins talking down someone. With varying results.)

Have You Found Yourself Or Your Loved Ones Suffering From A Case Of Empty Eyes (Trauma?)

As You Can Tell By The Yellow Filter We Just Entered Mexico (Ira)

You’re Telling Me He Died From The Mould? And What Did The Mould Do, Stab Him? (When the eldritch start eldritching HELP THIS IS SO FUNNY)

Next Time Maybe Don’t Go Into The Forest At Night Hm Buddy? Just A Thought (It could happen to anyone. But mostly Ira.)

Well That Was A Little Unnecessarily Brutal Don’t You Think? (Dyre @ Aaryn or Einar)

Too Cool To Sleep At A Reasonable Hour (AARYN PLEASE)

I’m Sick But The Bags Under My Eyes Are Sicker (AARYN)

Chicken Nuggets Heat Up Faster On The Higher Shelf Of The Oven Because Of Their Proximity To God (Ira would say this)

You Can’t Just Ask A Guy Why He’s In Love (Mentos and coke when you ask why)

Who Needs Sleep When I Can Just Drop Dead For A Rest (Aaryn why. why.)

Feelings Of An Almost Human Nature (Einar. He and his relationship with his humanity should be studied.)

Can’t Let It Slip That There’s More To Me Than Little Old I (Every sojouner in hiding ever)

Seeing The Future In The Tear Stains On Your Cheeks (When the loop-)

Adopt Your Enemies To Establish Dominance (Einar when he recruits Dyre into the military)

You Are A Dream In A Crowd Of Nightmares (Einar @ Ira)

I Know I May Look Like A Real Person But I Am Actually Not A Real Person At All (*Whacks Einar over the head* Get therapy)

When It Comes To Near Death Experiences I’m An Expert (All of them but mostly Einar)

You’re The First Descendant In A Line Of Workaholics Utterly Convinced Your Willingness To Sacrifice Your Own Health Determines Your Worth As A Human Being And Promptly Working Yourself To Death To Provide Unto Others What You Never Had A Chance To Understand You Deserved Yourself (EINAR OH MY GOD)

So Far Throughout My Life I Got Mildly Electrocuted On Three Separate Occasions (Aaryn. He seems like the type.)

My Brain Operates On Frequencies You’ve Never Even Heard Of (All of them but mostly Ira)

People Ask Me How I Manage To Think Of You Everyday And To Be Completely Honest I Never Know What To Say Because It Feels So Natural (The 4 of them because THEY'RE LOSERS)

Standing In Front Of Me She Quickly Undressed Confessing Her Desire To Cause Me Physical Harm And Needless To Say I Was Baffled But Nonetheless Intrigued (This seems like a situation mafioso Dyre would get into at some point)

The Only Thing Greater Than My Ego Is My Impostor Syndrome (Einar istg)

You Scream Ancient Curses In Long Dead Languages And Perish Surrounded By Friends (When the eldritch-)

The Cons Of Being My Friend Greatly Outweigh The Pros (Aaryn and Dyre why are they like this)

You Are Who We Say You Are Because Public Opinion Beats Self Worth Every Time (Sojouners: We just want to live in peace Everyone hunting them: Christ you are extremely fucking selfish. Die.)

Murder And Other Expressions Of Love (Honestly all 4 of them)

What Do You MEAN There Was A Fire (Aaryn. Please you don't understand how funny it would be to make him the tired mom friend)

My Companion Looked In Horror At The Scene Unfolding Before Our Very Eyes Before Finally Saying Out Loud What We’ve All Been Thinking / Did He… Did He Steal Her Teeth? (When the eldritch-)

Give Me Salvation I Swear I Won’t Bite (Aaryn)

Your Love Has Brought Me To The Point Of No Returning (Binary stars. WHY ARE THEY LIKE THIS)

If A Mushroom Can See Itself As A God So Can You (Ira)

You’re Being Hunted (By Me) (Dyre @ Einar, Aaryn @ Ira)

A Toast To Our Special Little Brand Of Sin (Good for them)

House Of Gets Up And Leaves (The entire Siridean household)

The Good Times Are Killing Me (Einar)

#ocs I will never post on here #random #ambrova

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randomthunk · 4 years ago

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I saw the opportunity, I took it.

#oxventure #demonpirate #pruazon #also somebody put out a third name and I'm like 'this is why we need names like Demonpirate'#fanart #kat arts #I literally drew this last night while playing D&D with my friends #I'm amazed at how fast things can come together when it's just head shots *shrug emoji*#ox fanart

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respectable-username · 3 years ago

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🔐 Why You (Probably) Don't Need A VPN

A rant by a software engineer sick of VPN ads from her favourite YouTubers

TL;DR:

Here are some legitimate reasons the average internet user might want to use a VPN:

To connect to their company's internal network

To bypass the Great Firewall of China (or other types of website blocks at country or organisation level)

To watch Netflix etc as if you were in another country

Here are absolutely rubbish reasons to use a VPN:

Privacy

And today, I'll tell you why.

Hang on, won't a VPN stop hackers from stealing my passwords?

I mean, it does encrypt the web traffic coming from your device.

You know what else encrypts web traffic coming from your device? Your browser.

Yes, in the year 2021, pretty much all websites on the internet are accessed over HTTPS. The "S" stands for "secure", as in "your request will be securely encrypted". If your browser is using HTTPS, nobody can capture the data you're sending over the internet. More detail in the "I like too much detail" section at the bottom of this post.

It's very easy to check if you are using HTTPS by looking at your URL bar. In most browsers, it will have a lock on it if secure:

(From top left to bottom right: Chrome on iOS, Safari on iOS, Chrome on Windows, Edge on Windows, Firefox on Windows, and Safari on Mac. Screenshots reflect the UI at the time this post was written. Oh gosh this has taken over 4 hours to write.)

But isn't moar encryption better? What if somebody breaks HTTPS?

For starters, nobody's breaking your HTTPS, and there isn't any benefit from double encrypting. This is because of the maths behind encryption/decryption!

Encryption works kinda like a lock and key, except the lock is maths and the key is a special number only known to the person allowed to unlock the information.

The important thing is, without the key, all the locked data looks like complete and utter garbage. Completely unusable. Barely distinguishable from random noise. There's absolutely no way to tell what the original data was.

The other important thing is that the key is nearly unguessable. As in, with current technology, will generally take more than the lifetime of the universe to guess by chance. And when technology gets faster, we just make the numbers bigger again until they're once again secure.

For any major website you use, they will use a strong encryption algorithm (ie lock) with big numbers so your keys will be strong enough to withstand an attack. This means your data is safe as long as that lock icon is in your URL bar.

A VPN will not make the existing garble any more garbled. The extra $10/month or whatever you're paying for does not buy you any extra protection.

If you want to know more about how encryption and HTTPS in particular work, see the "I like too much detail" section at the end of this post.

Something something viruses

How's a VPN going to stop viruses? It controls the path your internet traffic takes, not the content that gets sent down that path. I guess it could block some known virus-giving hosts? But if it's known to the VPN provider, it's probably also known to the built-in antivirus on your computer who can block it for you.

(Oh yeah, 3rd party antivirus is another thing that's not worth paying for these days. Microsoft's built-in Windows Defender is as good as the third party options, and something something Macs don't get viruses easily because of how they're architected.)

Honestly though, keep your software up to date, don't click on anything suspicious, don't open files from sources you don't trust, and you'll be right most of the time.

And keep your software up to date. Then update your software. Hey, did I mention keeping your stuff updated? Update! Now! It only takes a few minutes. Please update to the latest version of your software I'm begging you. It's the number 1 way to protect yourself from viruses and other malware. Most major software attacks could have been prevented if people just updated their damn software!

But my ISP is spying on me!

Ok, it is true that there are TWO bits of data that HTTPS can't and won't hide. Those are:

The source of a request (your IP)

What website that request is going to (the website's IP)

These are the bits of information that routers use to know where to send your data, so of course they can't be hidden as the data is moving across the internet. And people can see that information very easily if they want to.

Note: this will show which website you're going to, but not which page you're looking at, and not the content of that page. So it will show that you were on Tumblr, but will not show anyone that you're still reading SuperWhoLock content in 2021.

It's this source/destination information that VPNs hide, which is why they can be used to bypass website blocks and region locks.

By using a VPN, those sniffing traffic on your side of the VPN will just show you connecting to the VPN, not the actual website you want. That means you can read AO3 at work/school without your boss/teachers knowing (unless they look over your shoulder of course).

As for those sniffing on the websites end, including the website itself, they will see the VPN as the source of the connection, not you. So if you're in the US and using a VPN node in the UK, Netflix will see you as being in the UK and show you their British library rather than the American one.

If this is what you're using a VPN for and you think the price is fair, then by all means keep doing it! This is 100% what VPNs are good for.

HOWEVER, and this is a big "however", if it's your ISP you're trying to hide your internet traffic from, then you will want to think twice before using a VPN.

Let me put it this way. Without a VPN, your ISP knows every website you connect to and when. With a VPN, do you know who has that exact same information? The VPN provider. Sure, many claim to not keep logs, but do you really trust the people asking for you to send them all your data for a fee to not just turn around and sell your data on for a profit, or worse?

In effect, you're trading one snooper for another. One snooper is heavily regulated, in many jurisdictions must obey net neutrality, and is already getting a big fee from you regardless of where you browse. The other isn't. Again, it's all a matter of who you trust more.

For me personally, I trust my ISP more than a random VPN provider, if for no other reason than my ISP is an old enough company with enough inertia and incompetence that I don't think they could organise to sell my data even if they wanted to. And with the amount of money I'm paying them per month, they've only got everything to lose if they broke consumer trust by on-selling that data. So yeah, I trust my ISP more with my privacy than the random VPN company.

But my VPN comes with a password manager!

Password managers are great. I 100% recommend you use a password manager. If there's one thing you could do right now to improve your security (other than updating your software, speaking of, have you updated yet?), it's getting and using a password manager.

Password managers also come for free.

I'm currently using LastPass free, but am planning to switch after they did a bad capitalism and only let their free accounts access either laptop or mobile but not both now. I personally am planning to move to Bitwarden on friends' recommendation since it's not only free but open source and available across devices. I also have friends who use passbolt and enjoy it, which is also free and open source, but it's also a bit DIY to set up. Great if you like tinkering though! And there are probably many other options out there if you do a bit of googling.

So, yeah, please use a password manager, but don't pay for it unless you actually have use for the extra features.

No I really need to hide my internet activity from everybody for reasons

In this case, you're probably looking for TOR. TOR is basically untraceable. It's also a terrible user experience for the most part because of this, so I'd only recommend it if you need it, such as if you're trying to escape the Great Firewall. But please don't use it for Bad Crimes. I am not to be held liable for any crime committed using information learned from this post.

Further reading viewing

If you want to know more about why you don't need a VPN, see Tom Scott's amazing video on the subject. It's honestly a great intro for beginners.

I like too much detail

Ahhh, so you're the type of person who doesn't get turned off by long explanations I see. Well, here's a little more info on the stuff I oversimplified in the main post about encryption. Uhh, words get bigger and more jargony in this section.

So first oversimplification: the assumption that all web traffic is either HTTP or HTTPS. This isn't exactly true. There are many other application layer internet standards out there, such as ssh, ftp, websockets, and all the proprietary standards certain companies use for stuff such as streaming and video conferencing. Some of these are secure, using TLS or some other security algorithm under the hood, and some of them aren't.

But most of the web requests you care about are HTTP/HTTPS calls. As for the rest, if they come from a company of a decent size that hasn't been hacked off the face of the planet already, they're probably also secure. In other words, you don't need to worry about it.

Next, we've already said that encryption works as a lock and a key, where the lock is a maths formula and the key is a number. But how do we get that key to lock and unlock the data?

Well, to answer that, we first need to talk about the two different types of encryption: symmetric and asymmetric. Symmetric encryption such as AES uses the same key to both encrypt and decrypt data, whereas asymmetric encryption such as RSA uses a different key to encode and decode.

For the sake of my writing, we're going to call the person encrypting Alice, the person decrypting Bob, and the eavesdropper trying to break our communications Eve from now on. These are standard names in crypto FYI. Also, crypto is short for cryptography not cryptocurrencies. Get your Bitcoin and Etherium outta here!

Sorry if things start getting incoherent. I'm tired. It's after 1am now.

So first, how do we get the key from symmetric crypto? This is probably the easier place to start. Well, you need a number, any number of sufficient size, that both Alice and Bob know. There are many ways you could share this number. They could decide it when they meet in person. They could send it to each other using carrier pigeons. Or they could radio it via morse code. But those aren't convenient, and somebody could intercept the number and use it to read all their messages.

So what we use instead is a super clever algorithm called Diffie-Hellman, which uses maths and, in particular, the fact it's really hard to factor large numbers (probably NP Hard to be specific, but there's no actual proof of that). The Wikipedia page for this is surprisingly easy to read, so I'll just direct you there to read all about it because I've been writing for too long. This algorithm allows Alice and Bob to agree on a secret number, despite Eve being able to read everything they send each other.

Now Alice and Bob have this secret number key, they can talk in private. Alice puts her message and the key into the encryption algorithm and out pops what looks like a load of garbage. She can then send this garbage to Bob without worrying about Eve being able to read it. Bob can then put the garbage and the key into the decryption algorithm to undo the scrambling and get the original message out telling him where the good donuts are. Voila, they're done!

But how does Alice know that she's sending her message to Bob and not Eve? Eve could pretend to be Bob so that Alice does the Diffie-Hellman dance with her instead and sends her the secret location of the good donuts instead.

This is where asymmetric crypto comes in! This is the one with private and public keys, and the one that uses prime numbers.

I'm not 100% across the maths on this one TBH, but it has something to do with group theory. Anyway, just like Diffie-Hellman, it relies on the fact that prime factorisation is hard, and so it does some magic with semi-primes, ie numbers with only 2 prime factors other than 1. Google it if you want to know more. I kinda zoned out of this bit in my security courses. Maths hard

But the effect of that maths is easier to explain: things that are encoded with one of the keys can only be decoded with the other key. This means that one of those keys can be well-known to the public and the other is known only to the person it belongs to.

If Alice wants to send a message to Bob and just Bob, no Eve allowed, she can first look up Bob's public key and encrypt a beginning message with that. Once Bob receives the message, he can decrypt it with his private key and read the contents. Eve can't read the contents though because, even though she has Bob's public key, she doesn't know his private key.

This public key information is what the lock in your browser is all about BTW. It's saying that the website is legit based on the public key they provide.

So why do we need symmetric crypto when we have asymmetric crypto? Seems a lot less hassle to exchange keys with asymmetric crypto.

Well, it's because asymmetric crypto is slooooow. So, in TLS, the security algorithm that puts the "S" in "HTTPS", asymmetric RSA is used to establish the initial connection and figure out what symmetric key to use, and then the rest of the session uses AES symmetric encryption using the agreed secret key.

And there you have it! Crypto in slightly-less-short-but-still-high-enough-level-that-I-hope-you-understand.

Just realised how long this section is. Well, I did call it "too much detail" for a reason.

Now, next question is what exactly is and isn't encrypted using HTTPS.

Well, as I said earlier, it's basically just the source IP:port and the destination IP:port. In fact, this information is actually communicated on the logical layer below the application layer HTTPS is on, known as the transport layer. Again, as I said before, you can't really encrypt this unless you don't want your data to reach the place you want at all.

Also, DNS is unencrypted. A DNS request is a request that turns a domain name, such as tumblr.com, into an IP address, by asking a special server called a Domain Name Server where to find the website you're looking for. A DNS request is made before an HTTP(S) request. Anyone who can read your internet traffic can therefore tell you wanted to go to Tumblr.

But importantly, this only shows the domain name, not the full URL. The rest of the URL, the part after the third slash (the first two slashes being part of http://), is stuff that's interpreted by the server itself and so isn't needed during transport. Therefore, it encrypted and completely unreadable, just like all the content on your page.

I was going to show a Wireshark scan of a web request using HTTP and HTTPS to show you the difference, but this has taken long enough to write as it is, so sorry!

I could probably write more, but it's 1:30am and I'm sleepy. I hope you found some of this interesting and think twice before purchasing a VPN subscription. Again, there are legit good uses for a VPN, but they're not the ones primarily being advertised in VPN ads. It's the fact that VPN ads rely so heavily on false advertising that really grinds my gears and made me want to do this rant. It's especially bad when it comes from somebody I'd think of as technologically competent (naming no names here, but if you've worked in tech and still promote VPNs as a way to keep data safe... no). Feel free to ask questions if you want and hopefully I'll get around to answering any that I feel I know enough to answer.

Nighty night Tumblr. Please update your software. And use a (free) password manager. And enable two factor authentication on all your accounts. But mostly just update your software.

#technology #vpn #things you don't need #things that piss me off #res rambles #res writes

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forestwater87 · 3 years ago

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Okay, for all of you who don't feel like watching Miles RP as David

Here are some of my favorite quotes. Context may be added if I feel like it. Reactions are my goblin brain screaming. All of these came from a discord so if they don't make sense . . . see goblin brain comment.

(That link should start directly at the point where he becomes David; if it doesn't, skip to 1:40:33)

In roughly chronological order:

David: "Teachers are sort of like camp counselors during the rest of the year."

The thing is David is absolutely up his own ass enough to think this.

David: "Trail mix is expensive!"

^ said to show he understands why not everyone can donate to the charity for teachers. Very adorable, am crying.

David's "ooooh" seeing one dude was extremely non-heterosexual. Fucking bicon. Him losing his mind that one of the arenas is called "Survey camp"

David: "A person's hitting me -- I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry this is just pretend!"

This is just canonically how David plays video games. Either this or he's unwilling to commit violence at all, but I'll defer to Miles.

David: "That's very goat of you!"

Spencer: "Is David popular amongst his campers?"

David: "I like to think so! There's only 3 staff members, so I'm definitely in everyone's top 3."

"That also means you're in the bottom 3."

David: "Well, I choose not to think of it that way."

(I have to keep adding reacts so you can tell when one quote ends and another begins. Judge not lest ye be judged)

I think the other person in the stream is named Spencer. Friend of Miles. I know literally nothing else about him and am not even confident on those facts.

Every time he says something so non-David in his David voice I die: "I have a lot of grenades!"

David: "Oh my goodness, would you look at this beautiful scenery! Can we hike that mountain?"

This is so goddamn cute. I am dying. Miles looked at his fans and said "they will eat tonight" and I am so relieved.

David: "Not to be a couple of Greedy Garys, but I say we get this [care package] and then I'll drop another one!"

The fact that Miles is grinning like a lunatic the entire time is very good. (Also if this is formatted badly then I'm sorry but not all that sorry. I'm doing my best and David would be proud of me.)

David: "Didja getim? Didja getim? didja getim? How 'bout now?"

Spencer: "I didn't get 'em."

David: "Well, you tried your best and that's all that matters."

He calls healing "a little health kiss." I'm not sure why but it's very important to me.

David: [while jumping to murder someone] "Hi! Scuse me!"

(i just need something to separate the quotes okay)

David: "Well you know what gang, we did our best. You don't always win the 3-legged race. You did a wonderful job!"

Then there's a bit where they talk about Spencer's time at summer camp:

David: "ooooh hand-holding's pretty serious!"

David is too pure.

David: [dreamily] "Did you fall in love, Spencer? A summer love?" [puts hands up to his face]

Then there's the fact that David/Miles gets to pick where they play each round, and he keeps insisting on going to the one called "Survey Camp" every single time because it has the word "camp" in it.

David: "Now, I don't like to disagree, but . . . I was thinking we could go . . . to Survey Camp!"

Spencer reminds him that technically since David's the one with the power to choose, his opinion is the only one that matters:

David: "Everyone's opinion matters. And my opinion is we're going to camp."

David just steamrolling over Spencer's interests is very good. There are these little selfish nuggets sprinkled in among the wholesomeness that really capture the full David experience.

David: "Well, he's climbing up . . . he's coming my direction . . . oh, he looks scary . . ."

Spencer: "Is he coming towards me?"

David: "Oooh, I don't know. I'm dead!"

The positivity is relentless. I think Miles said on twitter afterwards that this whole thing was exhausting and I can see why. Being David is no picnic . . .

David: "I have a question: do we have to shoot each other in this game?"

And then a few seconds later:

David: "I'm just wondering if maybe there's a way we can, you know, help others. Talk through our issues."

And a few seconds after that:

David: "I was asking if they wanted to be friends in the game!"

I believe that moved killed him, too. Precious.

Also we're interrupting the real Miles!David content to share something my friend suggested to me while I was watching this and giving her quotes; she said that maybe David just calls everything camp to make life more fun, and then sent me this imaginary exchange that actually killed me all the way to death:

David: Gwen Santos would you go to marriage camp with me

Gwen: I'm going to have to change this story when I tell everyone

It made me laugh quite a bit.

Anyway, back to the video!

Spencer: "How do you sign up for [Camp Campbell]?"

David: "Well, um, you can fax, uh, an application to [email protected]. And . . . you can know that myself and Gwen and Quartermaster and sometimes Mr. Campbell will do our best to make sure they get what they need! Which more than anything is love and support. And friendship."

Spencer: "How many dollars does this camp cost?"

David: "You know . . . it is, um . . ."

And then the conversation switches subjects and David breathes a sigh of relief.

Very shortly after this he changed his character from a woman (she was wearing a yellow shirt, which he liked because the campers wear yellow shirts) to "a Forward Scout with a positive attitude!"

"I like his style."

Spencer: "Does everybody abuse David verbally?"

David: "You know, sometimes people have harsh words. Mostly Max, and Neil, and Gwen, and Quartermaster, and Nurf."

Spencer: "Did you just list almost everyone?"

David: "Mmm . . . I'd say maybe a third."

Poor David. Somebody please protect him.

Spencer: "Yeah, I think people abuse David. I get that vibe. Or at least, I feel it in my heart. Like I wanna put ants in your bunk or something."

David: "Well, I think that says more about maybe some of the hurt you're carrying with you. And sometimes when people don't know how to process that, they act out. Do you want some trail mix?"

David just said his favorite part of trail mix is the raisins which is so cute. "They have a little bit of salt on them, which isn't typical for a raisin."

And he keeps telling chatters to watch their language.

David: "Who is my favorite camper? Aww, you know I couldn't pick a favorite! . . . But I know who has the most potential, even if he doesn't want to admit it."

I KNEW IT!!!!!

I've been saying for years that David doesn't have a favorite and gravitates towards the ones he thinks need him the most AND I FINALLY GOT ONE RIGHT!

David: "Well you know, Gwen swears and that's okay."

shipping intensifies

David: [gasp] "The moss is growing on the north side of the rock!"

Every time he nerds out about weird shit in the game I gain 3 seconds to my life.

Spencer: "Did you get teabagged?"

David: "What's that?"

Spencer: "It's where somebody places their most intimate bits on you for . . . friendship."

David: [softly] "Oh, I don't know about that."

Also David confirms that the whole show has been a single summer, so please see the "vindication" gif above.

David: "I know a lot of fun camp songs."

Spencer: "Sing 3."

David: [starts singing] "Bum-bum-bumblebee, bumblebee tuna, I love bumblebee, bumblebee tuna . . ."

Spencer: "Okay, please stop. I immediately regret this decision."

David: "Max said the same thing! One of my campers. And, uh, and my co-counselor, Gwen."

He's literally made of sunshine. I would die for this fictional man.

Spencer: "Are people at camp against their will? I feel like they are."

David: "No! . . . They don't always like it immediately, but it grows on them."

Spencer: "It sounds like they're there against their will."

David: "Well I just think that's a negative way of looking at it."

FWIW Spencer makes an excellent foil to David. Not as aggressive as Max or as dour as Gwen, but he brings a very . . . like, straight-man energy to the conversation. Like how a normal person would react to David IRL. I'd enjoy seeing these two interact more.

Spencer: "It's like your overpositivity is wanting me to balance it out with negativity."

David: "You know, I feel like that dynamic's pretty popular with me."

eeeeeeee <3

And the last one that I personally found noteworthy:

David: "One day we'll be able to afford safety equipment. Until then, we'll just have to deal with Quartermaster's Ropes Course. And a lot of pillows."

There's point near the last 20 minutes where either it got kinda boring or I just got too tired to keep track. But if there are any quotes you think I missed, please share them! This was a really lovely bit of content to feed our starving maw, and I appreciate Miles very very very much for taking one for the team.

#campcamp #camp camp #cc david #roosterteeth #rooster teeth #miles luna #this isn't content #it's more like a public service #also i threw the gwenvid in like the trash goblin I am

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lovelytarou · 4 years ago

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tidal waves

pairing: atsumu miya x reader

genre: angst, suggestive

tags: high school sweethearts(?), breakup, strangers to lovers, mentions of cheating

a/n: i was about to put in some warnings for toxic relationship, but i couldn't do that to tsumu i don't hc him as someone who would do such a thing to his lover. also this is not proofread!!

atsumu is like a wild current, when you get taken by his strong waves, there is nothing else to do than just go with his flow.

this is osamu’s life ever since they were kids. it was nothing forced, he loved hanging out with his twin. although sometimes, atsumu could be a handful.

even while playing, atsumu is like a roaring tide – ready to take on whatever stands in his way and granted, he always gets what he wants.

his overzealous life is what keeps him going every day, playing with his 100%, not half-assing anything, and living life to its fullest.

atsumu realized he was in love when he had heard your laughter in the hallways.

everything stops then. he could've sworn none of the people that littered the hallways moved, and he felt his heart stop.

there you were – laughing with your friends, a bright beautiful smile on your face and letting out melodious sounds without seeming to notice the effect it had on him.

he could only stare at you for how long before he felt osamu whack him upside the head.

“hey, idiot. you havin’ a stroke or somethin’?” osamu narrowed his eyes on his brother, looking for anything off but he guessed atsumu has always been weird.

“let's go inside, class is about to start–”

“samu, who’s that angel?” atsumu cut him off, gaze still on your retreating figure. his voice sounded distant as him you're taking him with you as you walked away with your friends.

“huh? who? that girl? dunno her,” osamu shrugged before dragging his twin inside the classroom.

all day, you’ve been stuck in atsumu’s mind, not caring at all about the lectures. he had a goofy smile on his face as he stared out the window.

who are you? what is your name? do you know him? what class are you in? are you older than him? what are you doing now? why are you so beautiful?

there are so many questions that atsumu miya would like to know. and the first thing in his list is to ask you on a date.

he sure hopes you’re not dating anybody.

the second time atsumu saw you was when you were sitting inside the gymnasium with a friend, holding what looks to be a bento box. were you giving it to someone? his heart fluttered inside his chest, imagining the receiver to be him.

god, he wished it was him.

his gaze tore off you when a ball hit his head. his glare was immediately wiped off his face when he saw who threw the ball at him.

“atsumu, pay attention.” kita scolded, the cold expression on his face causing a shiver to run up and down his spine. he could really be scary without even trying.

“sorry, captain!” he saluted before jogging off to his position.

osamu had noticed that atsumu felt a little off that day. not in a sense that his performance was bad, per se. more so, he was pushing himself to his limits. other than that, he kept glancing to the stands and doing spontaneous moves with his irritating smirk on his face.

he has always been observant, and he had seen this expression on his twin’s face before.

atsumu likes someone. but he doesn’t know who.

osamu kept a close eye on his twin as they continued practicing. the team they are up against are coming in a moment now and they don’t need to waste any time.

when break came, atsumu kept whining about how his body hurt as he downed his bottle of water. osamu can only roll his eyes as his twin obviously was showing off when he lifted up his shirt and wiped it on his sweating face. a few fangirls of theirs squealed from the stands, and although atsumu would sometimes bask in their praise and screams, this time, he had a pout on his lips as he stared at that same spot once again.

“who the hell are you lookin’ at?” he can't help but interrogate his twin, he's highly suspicious and he wanted atsumu to just spit it out instead of acting this way. or else, his performance will surely affect the game.

“hm? oh, them.” atsumu pointed at you, who’s on the edge of your seat as you looked at their opponent who is now entering the gym.

oh. that girl he heard laughing in the hallway.

his gaze then shifted to what you’re looking at and realized it was the captain of their opposing team you were ogling.

oh.

osamu shook his head, “leave it, ‘samu. yer hopeless.” patting his twin on the back, they jogged back over to greet the other team before the game started.

atsumu played normally throughout the game, albeit a little harshly against your boyfriend. he gave them little to no opening, and they even scored a point lower than theirs. nevertheless, he gripped the captains hand after the game a little too tight with a fake smile on his face.

he followed you as you pranced towards your boyfriend and gave him the bento box. he felt his stomach turn when he leaned down to kiss you. finally, he decided he can no longer watch and turned his back to you.

what a lucky bastard.

atsumu didn’t sleep a wink that night. his thoughts kept drifting back to you, thinking about how he has no hope like what his twin said. he thought about what could’ve been if he was in that guy’s place. he’ll always flaunt the bento you bring him in front of the team, he’ll even take you to their practices and walk you home afterwards. maybe have a date, or just hangout in yours or his house.

he’ll treat you better than that guy.

the next day, atsumu decided he can’t have you and what he feels is only a crush. a crush so intense, he had his heart broken by someone who he doesn’t even know.

the third time he saw you was when you were crying alone in one of the stairs. he was supposed to go back to the classroom that time but he stopped in his tracks when he saw you, head dropped down as your sobs and sniffles echoed. he gulped, feet frozen from where he stood, not knowing whether to reach out for you or if you will even like to be approached right now.

clearing his throat, he took a few steps towards you as he sat a few inches away from you. you gasped when you lifted your head up as you saw him, quickly wiping away your tears as you looked away from atsumu.

“hey, so, uh...you okay?” he was hesitant. he felt like he was approaching a wild animal instead of offering comfort for someone who was crying their eyes out.

“no...” your small voice answered, sniffles followed after that and before he knew it, you were crying again.

his eyes widened in panic as he wracks his mind on what to do.

“hey, shh! uh, calm down. um – shit –i'm sorry, i didn’t mean to make you cry harder, oh fuck–” he decided to put his arms around you and bring your head to his chest. he rocked the two of you from side to side as he shushes you, his hand coming up to stroke your hair.

“there, there.” he patted your head when he felt you calm down. he winced at the wet patch on his uniform but he didn’t comment about it. “a beautiful person like you shouldn’t be crying, anyway.”

he heard you let out a breathy chuckle as you pull yourself away from him. a tinge in his heart made him wish that you hadn’t pulled away from him too soon. all his feelings from long ago suddenly rushed back, looking at your tear streaked face and reddened nose. even after crying you looked radiant.

“sorry about that, i don’t usually go around crying on strangers.” you forced a smile, hiccuping slightly as you forced yourself to calm down some.

“but thank you. i, uh, i needed that.” this time, it was a genuine smile.

“no worries! i just happen to pass by and you know, yer lucky it was me, because if it was somebody else they might take advantage of you or somethin’,” he rubbed the back of his nape, a blushing blooming across his face as he averted his gaze from you.

it was totally not because he realized it was his crush from before and he wanted to comfort you. nope!

“sorry about your uniform, um...” your eyes switched to his face then to his tear stained uniform.

“atsumu. atsumu miya. but you can call me ‘tsumu,” he offered his hand, blush still on his face. you told him your name as you shook his hand.

“i can wash it for you if you want?” even if your offer might sound like he might have a chance to see you again, he decided he doesn’t want to burden you with it and shook his head no.

“nah, i’ll be fine. don’tcha worry yer pretty little head over it.” he went and ruffled your hair, making you smile as you rolled your eyes and swatted his hand away.

“you know, there’s something that can help you feel better.” he added, a thoughtful look on his face. for a moment, you admired how expressive he is with his emotions. you can’t deny that he looks cute.

atsumu dragged you away from the stairs and out of the campus. your eyes widened in shock upon realization that you two are going outside despite the class not being over yet. what is with this guy? what if he’s a delinquent all along!

“um, atsumu, we shouldn’t be leaving the school right now...” your worried tone made him turn his head to you and flashed you a grin. you swore your heart skipped a beat when he smiled at you like that.

“don’t worry, i’m sure you can ace yer classes, anyway. and yer goin’ to like this, i promise!” you can’t help his energetic self rubbing off on you and let him lead the way to wherever it is he’s going to take you.

he might look all suave and composed, but inside he’s panicking just by the feel of your soft palm against his.

you’re holding hands, for heaven’s sake! he just comforted you because you were crying and now he’s holding your hands! he might pass out at this point, but he’s not done with his mission just yet. he wouldn’t let this day end without you being at least a little bit happy.

you both stopped in front an ice cream stand that many students also frequented. atsumu dug in his pockets for money, his tongue poking out. he paid the vendor and soon, he’s holding two ice cream cones with his favorite flavor.

“try this! it’s the best!” he handed you the other ice cream cone, immediately scarfing his own as he watched your face expectantly.

you took a small lick on the cold dessert and you were suddenly taken to heaven. whatever this is he gave you, it was good.

you moaned when the flavors bursted in your tongue, “you’re right! this is the best!”

atsumu laughed at your face, ice cream making a mess on your lips, near your cheek and even your nose! it was cute for him, and he felt himself fall in love all over again.

when you noticed him staring at you with an amused smile on his face, you tilted your head in confusion, hand going up to swipe at your cheek. but it only made the mess even worse by the action.

“what’s wrong, ‘tsumu? is there something on my face?”

atsumu shook his head as he bit his lip, holding back his laughter.

“nope, yer all good! nothing wrong with yer face at all!” turns out you didn’t trust him so you went to the car parked on one of the stores nearby. you gasped upon looking at your reflection. you were a mess!

nothing wrong with my face, my ass.

“tsumu! you’re so mean!” you whined, immediately wiping your face with a tissue that came with the ice cream.

the man in question only laughed at your reaction. you can only glare at him playfully as he seemed to almost run out of breath from laughing at you.

meanwhile, atsumu can’t help but think that this is probably one of the first time in a while where he laughs happily. and it’s over something stupid as seeing your face with ice cream.

“s-sorry! can’t help it, you looked ridiculous!” he managed out in between laughs.

once he calmed down, he apologized sincerely to you dragged you once again to who knows where.

the two of you skipped class that day.

since then, you and atsumu kept hanging out. usually with his twin, osamu, and sometimes tagging you along to their volleyball practices and even introducing you to the whole team. everybody seems to know you already from how much atsumu has told them about you. he can’t help it, you’re just so amazing that you take his breath away.

it didn’t take them too long to notice how much you two grew closer and closer.

atsumu has never been the one to be nervous before, during, and after their games. he likes to call himself level-headed when it comes to tense situations, not immediately letting his nerves take control of his body and consume him.

he lived for the thrills of life.

so, why, when he looks at you as you smile at him while pointing to a cotton candy stand did he feel his heart race a mile a minute? he was just going to ask you out.

and if you said no, then he’ll understand. it wouldn’t be the first time he’ll experience heartbreak.

“look, ‘tsumu! they have a lot of cotton candy there! let’s go, maybe we can buy some before they ran out.” you tugged at his hand and pulled him towards the stand. he lets himself get dragged by you. he paid the vendor absentmindedly.

throughout the day, atsumu keep glancing at anything except for you. he even forgot to eat his own cotton candy and instead let you eat it.

when you asked him to go to the rides in the fair, he agreed, which is why you both find yourself in the front seats of the roller coaster.

okay, since when the hell did the two of you get there?

he looked over at you who’s smiling from ear to ear, screaming in excitement as you put your arms in the air. you looked so beautiful, still so amazing in his eyes. he doesn’t deserve you but he doesn’t want to let you go ever again.

the ride is pulling back, back, back until it snapped. there was a deafening silence before the ride fell slowly then faster and faster until it threw you into a high spiral.

you were screaming, the people behind you were screaming, but atsumu can only shut his eyes because he was feeling dizzy.

“y/n! will you go out with me?!” he shouted into the air. there was absolutely no way that you can hear him over the screams and the air attacking your ears.

“what?!” you screamed back.

“will you go ou–”

“no, i heard you! i was just asking if you were serious!”

“yes i am! i'm in love with you!”

your heart flew along with the rollercoaster and you think it was the most memorable moment than all the rides in the amusement park.

“yes!” you laughed, feeling giddy all over. it might be because of atsumu or it could be because of the rollercoaster.

“what?!”

“i’m in love with you too!”

you both went home hand in hand, smiling at each other like two lovestruck idiots.

dating miya atsumu was like being caught in a wild current. and just like everything else when they're taken by his strong waves, you went along and swam perfectly with his flow.

you were there for him when he has a match. wearing his jacket as you cheered for him louder than the school’s band. he appreciates it, really. he finds it endearing how you showed all of your support for him and in turn, he scored every point for you and only you.

he’s the sweetest boyfriend. promising you’ll never regret a moment if you agreed to go out with him. a date turned into two, and before you knew it, you’re both falling deeper and deeper in love with each other.

he has your restaurant orders memorized, almost like muscle memory at this point from how often you two always spent time with the other. you even know where he last put something of his when you both decided to move in together.

college came and the two of you can’t help the stresses it came with it. yet, the flame of your love couldn’t burn any brighter. despite the hectic schedules, you both find a way to spend even at least a day with the other. squeezing in dates in the weekends, study dates on wednesdays, even hanging out sometimes in the cafeteria.

then there was that party after they won against another univerity’s team. it was loud, the place packed with people, swimming with drinks and drunk in the thrill of the party.

he has an arm wrapped on your waist protectively as you both wafted through the house. he had a few drinks in him, and when you told him to calm down a bit he only dismissed you saying he can handle himself.

“i’m gonna go and get us drinks, babe. wait here.” he slurred, kissing your temple as he got up from his spot next to you on the couch, waddling through the people to get to where the drinks are.

you stayed put on the couch, eyes straying to the couple making out on the couch across from yours. almost all the people around you are either touching each other or having a lip locking session by themselves.

it made you squirm in your seat as you thought about atsumu’s lips on yours, hands wandering all over your body like what these people are doing right now.

it must be the atmosphere or the alcohol you had downed a while ago, but it suddenly felt too hot. you took off your top layer of your clothes and fanned yourself with your hands.

atsumu still wasn’t back so you decided to get up and check on him, avoiding the grinding bodies of people.

your heart sank, a boiling rage bubbling inside you as you saw him in a corner with a girl who was also very much drunk and all over your boyfriend. she was getting handsy with him and you hated it. you should be the one touching him like that, not some girl in this party that he wouldn’t even remember the day after.

huffing, you walked towards him and grabbed his hand.

“baby, there you are! what took you so long?” your hands flipped his body towards yours so the girl would be stuck with the sight of atsumu’s back.

your boyfriend’s eyes are a little unfocused as he glanced down at you. it widened when he saw who it was, a smile stretching his face upon seeing who it is.

“hey there, yourself.” his eyes drank you in, taking every bit of skin exposed, until they landed on your lips. “god, yer smokin’ hot.”

he captured your lips with his, you let yourself appreciate the moment, hands playing with his hair as you purposely make loud moans while opening your eyes slightly to see the girl he was with a while ago with an enraged look.

i win.

you would've scoffed at her when atsumu’s hands drifted down to your hips, grinding his own to yours as he started nipping your jaw and neck.

“let’s go somewhere private, baby, please.” he suckled on the spot near your collarbone before travelling back up to your neck, lips nibbling on your earlobe, “wanna touch you, wanna feel you, please, baby, please.”

the neediness laced in his tone almost made your knees give out underneath you. a hot liquid feeling inside of you swirling in your stomach as you felt arousal cloud your whole being.

biting your lip, you nodded at him, pecking his lips one last time before dragging him to a more private place.

you stopped in front of a room, knocking first to see if there’s anyone inside. when no one answered, you both proceeded to go in, locking the door behind you. atsumu was quick to pin you against the door, attacking your lips with rough kisses as he grinded his pelvis against yours.

“fuck, baby,” he moaned between kisses, “i want you, ‘m gonna make you feel so fucking good,” it wasn’t a promise, more so it was a statement. you know, he’s going to make you feel so good by the end of the night, and you don’t doubt that one bit.

“ah! i know, baby. nnngh– fuck,” you whimpered when his hand travelled down to touch you beneath your bottoms, “l-let’s move this to the bed,” you panted, out of breath just from him kissing you alone.

it took him a while to get his hands off you and process the words you said to him. he lifted you up with ease and threw you onto the bed, removing both of your clothes with lightning speed. he couldn’t wait anymore, he just wanted to be inside you, entangled with you.

before he can position himself inside you, however, you pushed him down with all your might and straddled his hips.

you showed him just who he belongs to that night.

you thought it was silly, the next day you asked him about the girl last night. it sparked something in him, causing him to snap at you.

“what do you want me to say, y/n? that i’m cheatin’ on you? for fuck’s sake, i don’t even know the girl! so will you stop bitchin’ about it?!” he was seething, not even sparing you a glance as he spat those words at you.

your chest felt tight as you stared at him with disbelief.

many fights followed after that.

atsumu realized he fell out of love for you when he doesn’t look forward to coming home. he looks like a robot, emotionless as he only grunted to acknowledge your presence, if he even acknowledged it at all.

you would eat together, but no word will be spoken unless it would start another fight.

it was getting tiring, to say the least. every other day, all the two of you have been doing was make up, fight again, then make up. you would storm off, he would follow after you, you will both apologize, you will fight again in the morning, the house will be filled with angered screams.

you both lied in bed, backs facing each other, feeling the cold wrapping the two of you like a blanket.

he never invites you to his games anymore. never puts any effort on dates, or even study dates the two of you were used to doing. you rarely even see his face unless it was to come home and get his stuff and then he was gone. sometimes days, weeks, it even came to a point where he disappeared for a month.

the both of you don’t even know, how or why you started fighting like this. how you both drifted apart when it’s been going great to the two of you.

as per usual, it was osamu who noticed the whole ordeal. he never saw you with his twin anymore, never brings you up to any conversation. the light in his eyes seemed to dull, and he looked like he wasn’t getting any sleep.

“how’s y/n, by the way? you seemed to stay here more than yer guys’ own place,” he wss just making small talk, moving around his own kitchen as he prepared dinner for himself and his twin who’s sitting on his couch in the livingroom, busy playing games.

“fine. just busy with her studies ‘s all,” atsumu nonchalantly replied, paying half a mind to what his brother was saying.

“you guys doing alright?” osamu almost broke the bowl he was holding when atsumu let out a curse.

“i just said we’re fine, samu! god, this is why i don’t want to stay here in the first place.” atsumu stormed off, throwing the controller on the couch before slamming the door shut.

osamu doesn’t understand why his brother got mad at that. but judging by his reaction, things with the two of you weren’t fine at all.

it was cold when atsumu went outside, his own breaths coming out in smoke as he leveled his breathing. if somebody mentioned you one more time, he’s sure he was going to lose his shit.

he brought out his phone, dialling a familiar number and bringing the device to his ear, waiting for it to ring.

“are you home right now?”

moans and sounds of slapping of skin reverberated in the room. both of their sweaty bodies moving against each other desperately. it felt good, too good. but it wasn’t you, atsumu know that. but for a while, it made him forget about you.

with her, he can control her however he wanted. pleased him however he wanted. without complaints, without second thoughts, she simply just allows him to use her body whichever way he wanted.

“a-ah! atsumu, i– fuck! i lo-love you–”

atsumu gripped the girl’s neck, cutting off her air slightly but not completely, enough to make her lightheaded.

“shut up, cumsluts don’t talk unless i order them to,” he punished them with bruising thursts of his hips, chasing after his own release.

the girl screamed louder and louder. it felt too good, he hits all the right spots leaving her to roll her eyes to the back of her head, seeing stars behind her eyelids.

atsumu stayed the night in the girl’s house, limbs entangled as they fucked again and again and again until all thoughts of you disappeared from his head.

two weeks later, he texted you saying he wants to break up. you felt suffocated. lungs fighting over the sobs wracking your body as you hugged yourself tight. after being disconnected with him for so long, worrying yourself over where he could’ve gone or how he was. he’s only going to give you a text saying he wanted to break up without even sparing you an explanation? it’s like you didn’t even spend years together.

your brain remembered his words from when you first started dating. he said you will never regret a moment when you agreed to go on a date with him.

yet as you found yourself lost in his wild tidal waves, the water choking you and not allowing you air to breathe, you were only left drowning in the sea.

turns out you couldn’t swim along with his flow anymore.

#leaves this here #i'm sorry :))#haikyuu!!#💫. atsumu miya #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader angst #haikyuu!! fanfic #haikyuu x reader #atsumu x reader angst #atsumu x reader #haikyuu!! angst #tarou writes 🌹

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you-cant-spell-subtext-without · 4 years ago

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11x17: Red Meat Analysis (or, how can I make every episode Destiel even if Misha isn’t in them)

I have feelings about this episode, and I needed to therapeutically analyze them for REASONS, so here we go. Script bytes included with my emphasis.

***It is important to note that, despite this being a generally MOTW/brother-focused episode, Dean is so focused on getting Cas back at this point in the season that he doesn’t even want to go on the hunt to begin with (despite just two episodes back pushing Sam to do it in Beyond the Mat):

DEAN

All right, well, we make a call and we put somebody on it.

SAM

Yeah, but... [He sighs, closes his laptop and looks at Dean]. We'll get him back.

DEAN

How?

SAM

I... I don't know. But we'll figure it out. Meantime, we got to get out of here. Clear our heads. I mean, this is a case. Let's do what we do. Let's work it.

***Since no good deed goes unpunished, Sam’s attempt to clear Dean’s head leads to him almost dying and then (TW) Dean’s grisly faux-suicide attempt in order to get to a reaper to bargain for Sam’s life (really this entire episode should have a TW before the content) (*really the entire show should have a TW before the content).

Anyways, enter Billie, our queen of foreshadowing, who says:

BILLIE

Just savoring this. Though I have to say of all the ways I thought you'd go... heart attack, some fang, choking on a burger while binge-watching “Charles in Charge”...

***So, you know, both things he goes through in the thing that must not be named, the first being Billie’s actual attempt to kill him, and the second being what kills him for good. Dammit, Bilie. I equally adore and detest you and your accuracy. Are you secretly a prophet?

Dean continues to plead with her:

DEANS SPIRIT [sadness and desperation in his eyes]

I'm asking you... I'm begging you, please. Bring him back. Bring him back and take me instead.

***So as we know, the doctor revives Dean and Sam ends up being alive and everything is fine for everyone. Well, everyone EXCEPT Michelle, one of the newlywed victims, who loses her husband (Corbin - he becomes a werewolf - Sam has to shoot him). At the end of the episode, Dean is trying to comfort her ->

DEAN

Michelle, this is gonna be very hard. But you will be okay. And, eventually... eventually you'll get back to normal.

MICHELLE [sighing]:

No, I won't.

Michelle smiles gently at Dean, and then turns away, as tears spill.

MICHELLE

They said I could leave... [she sighs] an hour ago. But... where am I even supposed to go? After everything we survived together... [turning back to Dean] I watched the man I love die. There's no normal after that.

***Later, Dean and Sam leave the hospital, despite the prior exchange, Dean remains aloof/casually optimistic about Michelle’s state.

DEAN

So, that's it, huh? Two quarts O-neg, and you're good to go.

SAM

[sighing as he walks gingerly down the steps]: How is she? Ooh.

DEAN

She's strong. She'll be all right. Those stitches gonna hold?

ANALYSIS: I had some issues to work through on my first viewing of this scene. It made me feel icky-weird - like, why is my baby Dean being so dismissive? Why isn’t he taking what she said seriously? She’s hopeless and devastated - and while Dean is pretty rough around the edges at times, he’s not callous. He wouldn't just dismiss Michelle’s feelings, especially since she played an integral role in helping him and they really connected on some level during the episode. Saving people is what Dean loves to do, how is leaving Michelle alone in her despair and grief saving her?

As everything tends to, this hit different on the rewatch - my assessment - Dean’s attitude in this scene does not come from his lack of sympathy for Michelle, but a lack of true understanding - because what she is feeling he cannot possibly comprehend at this point in the show. He hasn’t yet really, and I mean REALLY watched the person he loves most in this world die in the same sense that Michelle just did. Yes, at one point in this particular episode Sam dies, and I’m sure that people draw that parallel as “the point” in this story arc (and then go on to do more than that but we do not allow that crap here), but Sam is Dean’s brother, and it’s just not the *same* parallel. AND that wouldn’t explain Dean’s attitude - his nonchalant, off handed comment that Michelle will be okay (I don’t think this statement reads as a “cover” of any concerns he actually has, I truly think he thinks she will be okay), so while he went through watching someone die who has been through everything with him, someone he loves deeply as his family, it’s not really the same as watching your soulmate, the person you love romantically die. Yes - Cas is “missing” because of Lucifer but he is not dead, there is still hope (and while Dean lost Cas back in Season 7, I don’t believe he was quite *there* with his feelings for Cas then to understand what Michelle is going through). Dean simply cannot fathom the feeling of despair Michelle is feeling at this point.

But he will. And he will also experience what Michelle did. I wonder if he thought back to that conversation when it happened to him.

I present to you for consideration the following two images.

11x17:

13x01:

***By the way, Dean’s spirit and Billie have another exchange in this season after Cas’s death in 13x05:

BILLIE

That doesn’t sound like the Dean Winchester I know and love. The man who has been dead so many times but it never seems to stick. Maybe you’re not that guy anymore, they guy who saves the world, the guy who always thinks he’ll win no matter what. You have changed. And you tell people it’s not a big deal. You tell people you’ll work through it but you know you won’t, you can’t and that scares the hell out of you. Or… am I wrong?

DEAN

What do you want me to say? Doesn’t matter. I don’t matter.

BILLIE

Don’t you?

DEAN I couldn’t save Mom. I couldn’t save Cas. I can’t even save a scared little kid. Sam keeps trying to fix it, but I just keep dragging him down. So I’m not going to beg. Okay, if it’s my time, it’s my time.

BILLIE

You really believe that. [Dean shakes his head yes] You wanna die.

***There is the despair. Dean has changed. There is no normal after Cas is gone.

I know, I know I am “making it all about the angel,” and forgetting that technically Dean lost Mary in the Season 12 finale and he is feeling defeated by the world and can’t get a win. I get that. I understand your point. It isn’t JUST the loss of Cas that brings this level of increased pain to the same words he uttered in 11x17. I appreciate your viewpoint.

But, I want to also present for your consideration the third image aka the final chapter in the lesson of despair (right after a certain episode with a certain name).

15x19:

And that, my friends, is why I have feelings about Red Meat.

#destiel #welcome to my ear worm hell #spn #spn fandom #overanalyzing spn #subtext #they deserved so much better #somethingtosay #I am a cracked out clown on this hellsite #or should I say heller site #spn rewatch #spn season 11

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just-stop · 4 years ago

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From AFLW to roller derby, experts say its time to take concussion in women's sport seriously

When the Crows chase their third AFLW premiership on Saturday, captain Chelsea Randall will be watching from the sidelines.

A concussion from a collision during last week's preliminary final left her ruled out of the match.

It's a bitter sweet way to end a season — but as Sarah McCarthy knows, a concussion can have much longer consequences

In 2016, Sarah was the jammer for her Sydney roller derby team, skating at high speed in the league's Grand Final, aiming to get past the opposition and score points.

Risks of contact sport

Sarah McCarthy received a knock to the head during a roller derby match.

"I was a few feet in front of the pack, looking over my shoulder," she tells ABC RN's Sporty.

As she skated, a competitor's elbow hit Sarah's neck and jaw hard and she crashed to the ground.

She doesn't remember if she passed out or not, but recalls feeling briefly sick.

She got up, sat out for awhile, but later re-joined the bout, feeling reasonably ok.

It was Sarah's second concussion that week, having had an earlier blow at training.

The next few months passed in a blur of sickness, dizziness and ringing ears.

"I could barely make it past lunch time without falling asleep. My head felt like it was in a vice 24 hours a day," she says.

What was worse, says Sarah, was the memory loss, heightened emotions, and constant haze in her mind as she struggled to manage a big work project.

Sarah's experience is not out of the ordinary. Experts say sportswomen are at higher risk of concussion than male athletes, and the effects of concussion in women tend to be more severe.

Sarah still lives with the ongoing after effects of her concussion even today.

Almost five years on, Sarah continues to live with the implications of Post Concussion Syndrome.

"I struggled verbally, and I still do now if I have a poor night's sleep," Sarah says.

"It's almost like I'm sitting on a chair in a room with a curtain around me and all of my vocabulary is just beyond the curtain. And I can't reach it or I use the wrong words. I forget people's name all the time," she says.

"I'm fatigued every day. I still can't exercise. I can't handle stress, I can't handle light, I can't handle sounds."

What happens when you're concussed?

Dr Adrian Cohen, an emergency and trauma physician who researches concussion prevention, says concussion is not as simple as was once thought.

He says concussion results in less blood flow to the brain.

This means brain cells, called neurons, don't get enough oxygen and glucose. They also suffer a "structural deformity".

Basically, Dr Cohen says, the brain has a "metabolic crisis" and neurons stop working properly.

Why is concussion more common in women?

We don't have enough data on the size of the problem, Dr Cohen says.

But research and scrutiny of concussion in women in sport is growing — largely in the wake of developments in elite men's sport such as the AFL and NFL.

"Doctors like myself who work in this area are definitely seeing it more often and we're seeing it with more severity," Dr Cohen says.

He says women sustain more concussions than men in high-impact sports such as rugby league, rugby union and Australian rules football. Women also take longer to recover.

One possibility is that women may be more likely to report concussion.

But Dr Cohen says there are complex physiological factors at play.

"There are structural differences between men and women's brains," he says.

"They actually have a slightly faster metabolism than male brains, and they have slightly greater oxygen flow to the head.

"The cells themselves can be thought of as being slightly hungrier. So in the context of an injury that disrupts the supply of glucose and oxygen, it can help explain why they suffer more damage."

He also says women are joining high impact sports without years of tackle training and have had less opportunity to build up the strong neck muscles crucial in protecting against impact.

Dr Cohen says these factors are not an argument for reducing women's participation in contact sport — the benefits, he says, far outweigh the risks — but he is urging for new ways to minimise those risks.

"We have to outlaw illegal play that causes damage, we have to get people off the field when they have an injury, we have to recognise concussion," he says.

He is part of a team developing a new device which he says can quickly and accurately assess a player for concussion.

"Instead of just asking somebody whether they're okay, and putting [them] through a 10 minute test, which seems fundamentally flawed at the moment, we have got to put this in the field of objectivity."

Concussion and migranes

Dr Rowena Mobbs, a Macquarie University neurologist who researches and treats the effects of concussion in sportspeople, says there is truth to suggestions that women experience concussion symptoms more severely.

"But there is this really important overlap of chronic migraine after trauma, and the term for this is post-traumatic headache," she says.

"When we talk about migraine ... they're the same multitude of symptoms that can occur in concussion.

"So you can be dizzy and clouded in your thinking, lethargic and have double vision. And we know that women are at three times the risk of chronic migraine than men."

A woman on roller skates playing roller derby can be seen flying up the court.

Experts say more research is needed into concussion in sportswomen.(Liam Mitchell Photography )

She suggests there could be an association between chronic migraine syndrome and concussion, a kind of double whammy for women.

"It's really a complex area," Dr Mobbs says.

"It's fairly new to research because, unfortunately, there's been so much preferred research in men in sport, and we're only just now approaching female concussion."

In Australia, the Sports Brain Bank works on diseases such as chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE) and other brain disorders associated with previous concussions or head impacts.

Dr Cohen says there are several Australian sports women who've pledged to donate their brain to the Sports Brain Bank.

"But in general terms, these women won't have been playing the games for as long, and at as high a level," he says.

He says concussion and its long-term consequences "are a numbers game".

"The more impacts to the head you have, the more likely you are to suffer short, medium and long-term consequences. Therefore, the more likely it is to show up as CTE. But we're going to be seeing it in women unfortunately, in the not too distant future."

Invisible injuries

Concussion rules are changing in Australian football codes — the rules that mandated Randall miss the AFLW grand final were brought in earlier this year.

Dr Mobbs welcomes these new rules, but hopes the conversation in elite sport will extend to how concussion is managed at training and in community sport.

In 2019, the Australian Institute of Sport released an updated set of concussion guidelines to improve player safety and address rising concerns in the community around the links between concussion and CTE, which has been linked to dementia and behavioural problems.

Dr Mobbs wants measures like restricting heading the ball in soccer training to be considered.

"We must look after people's brains," she says.

"We can preserve what we love about the sports, they can still be played hard, but it just means that we've got to all get together and think of ways we can preserve brain health for these players."

Sarah McCarthy wishes she'd been stopped from returning to play in the 2016 grand final, and regrets not taking time to immediately rest after the injuries.

She has advice for other people who experience concussion.

"First and foremost, stop everything - stop," she says.

"If you can, stay in a dark room, don't do anything that's too mentally taxing. Don't exercise.

"If I had taken that four to six weeks to rest [and] not have too much mental and emotional stimulation, I think my recovery would have been a lot quicker."

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trensu · 5 years ago

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Episode 47: The One where JGY Gets Kinky with WWX and NO ONE Likes It

so our boys are still wandering around yunping and wwx is trying his hand at being matchmaker

he starts asking lwj if there's any female cultivators that *insert list of traits here*

they're still walking ahead of wn, who looks distracted by smth idk what

lwj: what for?

he asks as soon as wwx finishes listing off traits

It’s off-screen tho so we don't get to see his expression

But this is lwj we’re talking about and we all know how he gets when wwx so much as implies interest in other people

wwx: it's not for me!!

LOL WHY DID HE FEEL THE NEED TO RUSH IN AND EXPLAIN THAT??

IT’S NOT LIKE HE’S EVEN NOTICED LWJ’S JEALOUS STREAK

WHY WAS IT SO IMPORTANT FOR HIM TO KNOW IT WASN’T FOR YOU, WWX?? HMM??

and then he goes on to say how wn is all grown up now and probs can't spend the rest of his life third-wheeling them

wwx looks back and sees wn surrounded by children while lwj is still facing the other way

and i only mention this bc once wwx sees wn with the kids, wwx reaches over and PHYSICALLY TURNS lwj around by gently grabbing him by the shoulders

wwx: following me like this, is not an appropriate life for him. According to the bro code, i def need to find him a partner

this is actually so sweet tho, wwx doesn’t want his buddy to be lonely!!

wwx: hanguang jun, what do you think?

lwj: *nod*

wwx: at least, he needs to make some friends

AND THEN HE GETS A SMILE ON HIS FACE AND LOOKS AT LWJ

wwx: lan zhan, i think sizhui is a perfect candidate

OMGGGGGG

I AM LITERALLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD RN

AS SOON AS WWX SAYS THAT LWJ LOOKS DOWN AND SO VERY AWKWARDLY TWITCHES TO THE SIDE AND KEEPS WALKING

I'M D Y I N G LOLOLOLOL

HE'S LIKE SHIT FUCK HE STILL DOESN'T KNOW, DAMN IT, I DIDN'T TELL HIM YET, I MUST LEAVE RIGHT NOW

wwx doesn't dwell on lwj's abrupt departure bc when ISN'T lwj abrupt, right?

After wwx rescues wn from the children, he tells him to go wait at the inn while he and lwj continue to investigate.

wn goes all Sad Puppy about it.

but wwx doesn't see it bc he's already running towards lwj "lan zhan, wait for me!"

Small interruption to say that i really really enjoy watching our boys walk side by side?

we're constantly getting shots of their backs as they walk next to each other and even if they weren't EPIC SOULMATES, it’s still like, aesthetically pleasing.

Oh look, they found out that jgy's deed was to a Temple of Doom

or okay, a standard religious temple but considering what goes down in there eventually, i think Temple of Doom is a pretty accurate name for it

lwj mentions he senses a magic circle hidden in the temple and they proceed to talk plot stuff

but i'm just so distracted by their pretty faces

mostly wwx's, but lwj also has a pretty face

blah blah plot blah

it's decided they need to come back at night when it'll presumably be empty

now wwx is politely questioning a monk

wwx: Asks Clever Plot Related Questions

me: *dreamy sigh* so pretty wwx, so pretty

ooooh, wwx's Clever Plot Related Questions reveal that the monk is a FRAUD.

idc about it or why he's a fraud but i just wanted to demonstrate HOW SMART MY SUNSHINE BOY IS. he’s got beauty AND brains!!!

cut to next scene and IT'S NIGHT TIME

wwx, lwj, and wn are approaching the Temple of Doom

lwj stops wwx from getting any closer to the doors with an outstretched arm

then lwj gets closer to the doors and kind of just...lobs a bit of his blue spiritual energy at the door

turns out it's warded! no getting in that way

so wwx says they'll get in through the courtyard or smth and tells wn to stand guard

LOLOL LOVE THIS LINE:

wwx: i am half a wreck but we still have hanguang jun~

WWX HAS SO MUCH FAITH IN HIS SOULMATE

we get some alone time with wn who notices some ominous black clouds rolling in so he takes off to investigate

MY BRATTY SON!! MY BRATTY SON IS HERE!! FOLLOWING HIS DOGGY

And that dumb dog is leading my precious brat of a son straight to the Temple of Doom!!

GO BACK TO BED, BRATTY SON, YOU DON'T NEED TO BE HERE

now we cut to our boys spying over the wall and they see a whole bunch of random dudes with bows/arrows

and now we hear barking! AHH!!! THAT STUPID DOG IS PUTTING MY BRATTY SON IN DANGER

jl knocks the door AND BEHIND THE DOOR ARE A BUNCH OF ASSHOLES AIMING THEIR ARROWS AT HIM

HOW DARE THEY

DON'T YOU TOUCH A HAIR ON MY BRATTY SON'S HEAD, I WILL KILL YOU DEAD

wwx is thinking to himself: why is jl here? why didn't wn stop him? naughty kid, leave quickly with the dog!!

BUT JL DOESN'T LEAVE WITH FAIRY

INSTEAD JL DOES WHAT HIS UNCLE WWX DID AND CLIMBS UP THE WALL TO PEEK OVER

we get a close up shot of wwx's eyes here and i'm mentioning this for two reasons

1) wwx has beautiful brown eyes and everyone should take a moment to be grateful for this close up of them

but, more importantly

2) WE ALSO GET A GLIMPSE OF HIS EAR IN THIS SHOT AND HIS EAR HAS FRECKLES AND IT'S THE CUTEST THING EVER. FRECKLY WWX!!! WWX WITH FRECKLES!!! I'M SO HAPPY

okay back to the show i guess

jl manages to pull himself up BUT OH NO, THEY'VE GOT AN ARROW AIMED AT HIM

WWX SEES THIS AND HIS EYES GO WIDE WITH FEAR BC THAT'S HIS DARLING LITTLE NEPHEW THEY'RE PLANNING TO SHOOT

we see wwx gripping his bamboo flute

and in the next second the bad guys loose their arrows at my bratty son!! HOW DARE THEY

wwx thinks fast and flings his flute at the incoming arrows and one of the arrows oh so conveniently splits the flute so it's unusable now

wwx: jin ling, run!!

WWX GAVE AWAY HIS POSITION TO SAVE HIS NEPHEW, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

now our boys are getting shot at and it's super stressful

but wwx and lwj leap off the roof (wwx does a fancy flip bc ofc he does) and wwx starts flinging talismans everywhere like nbd

they're smoke bomb talismans apparently

NOOOOOO I DIDN'T REALIZE WHAT SCENE WAS COMING UP HERE I'M NOT READY FOR IT

so smoke bombs right, and we see somebody walking calmly through it

our boys land on the ground and get ready to start fighting

BUT SUDDENLY WE SEE A FLASH OF GOLD THREAD

WWX FLINCHES BACK TO AVOID IT BUT ALL IT DID WAS MAKE IT EASIER FOR FUCKING JGY TO WRAP IT AROUND WWX'S (BEAUTIFUL) EXPOSED VULNERABLE NECK!!!

IT'S A GARROTE AND MY SUNSHINE BOY IS CAUGHT IN IT

JGY HAS THIS DARK EVIL LOOK ON HIS FACE AND HE'S HOLDING WWX HOSTAGE!!!!

I'M GONNA PUNCH THAT EVIL SMIRK RIGHT OFF YOUR FACE JGY

LET GO OF MY SUNSHINE BOY, YOU BASTARD

lwj has his bichen drawn and pointed directly at jgy but he hasn't made a move yet bc wwx is being used as a human shield!!

jgy: i advise master wei not to whistle. it doesn't matter if the flute is broken. but if a finger or tongue is lost, that would be tragic

he says it with a fake, condescending concerned expression

I HATE HIM SO MUCH, I'M GONNA STRANGLE HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS

wwx gives a little huff and says sarcastically: you have a good point

eeww, we hear the garrote creak as jgy starts walking backwards

and wwx has no choice but to follow BC HE'S GOT A GARROTE AROUND HIS NECK

lwj keeps pace with them, sword still pointed at jgy BC HELL NO HE'S NOT GONNA LET HIM TAKE MY, I MEAN, HIS WEI YING AWAY

oh, side note, we get a nice peek at some decorative etchings along bichen’s blade, kinda like suibian’s red line, except they’re pale silvery blue

Have they been there the whole time?? HOW DID I NOT NOTICE??

I blame wwx’s beautiful face for distracting me at every turn

Anyway, the etchings are pretty, whatever they are

Jgy is like don’t even THINK of trying anything hanguang jun!!

the garrote creaks bc FUCKING JGY TIGHTENS ENOUGH TO CUT INTO THE TENDER SKIN IN WWX'S NECK AND MAKES HIM BLEED!!

at that, lwj stiffly lowers bichen and he immediately gets surrounded by jgy's henchmen

the expression on lwj's face!! this is him scowling up a storm

since this is lwj's face we're talking about tho, there's only the slightest downward pull at the corner of his mouth.

his eyes, on the other hand, his eyes are glowering fiercely

wwx tells lxc not to feel so bad about being tricked bc after all jgy is the best at what he does

now wwx and jgy are doing that thing i love, you know the trope?

when the good guy and the bad guy speak to each other lightly, casually

As if no one is actually poised to get murdered or anything

with an implicit acknowledgement of each others' immense skill

And they exchange notes as to how the good guy discovered the bad guy’s nefarious plot and the bad guy taking it as constructive criticism for future evil endeavors

Good stuff, good stuff

as they do this, jgy keeps his eyes pinned to lwj, who is the only real threat to him right now

wwx: since we’re completely at your mercy how’s about you tell me what kind of treasure is in the Temple of Doom?

jgy: the price to satisfy your curiosity is high. are you sure you want to try, master wei?

he says all falsely regretful

look i hate jgy with every fiber of my being, but i do appreciate this sort of banter

unfortunately it gets interrupted by some henchmen dragging in my bratty son!!!

jgy gives jl a sweet benign smile, with dimples and all

which kind of cracks me up tbh, bc it does not mesh with the fact that he's got wwx by the neck here

jl: uncle jgy!

jgy: 'sup a-ling?

wwx: what's wrong with you, kid? why'd you come here at night??

JL: IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS

OH GOD, THAT'S HILARIOUS.

IT REALLY JUST SHOWS HOW MUCH OF A KID HE STILL IS (BC HELLO, HE'S LIKE 12 I MEAN 16)

that was totally just a reflexive indignant response to wwx's tone, i love it

bc it's not like his one uncle is threatening to murder his other uncle or anything important lololol

and for all the dog lovers out there, to really hammer in how evil jgy is, jgy orders his henchmen to go murder fairy

my bratty son is very upset by this

lxc comes in here and is like, hey, jl is just a kid!! and also your nephew!!!

and jgy is all like, ofc i know he's a kid and my nephew! what do you think i'd do?? kill him???

well, i mean, you did murder your own infant son

i can't imagine killing your teenage nephew is that big of a leap for you, jgy

and then he goes right on to say that hey nephew, if you run or scream, probably something awful will happen to you so maybe don't do that

MY POOR BRATTY SON

oh now we cut to the inside of the temple and people are digging into the floor

wwx is wondering what the heck jgy is looking for

then he looks at lwj and with just a twitch of his eyebrows indicates that OMG JGY IS DISTRACTED AND THERE'S AN OPENING FOR AN ATTACK, GO FOR IT LWJ

or at least i'm assuming that's what that eyebrow twitch meant bc lwj catches it and leaps into action

he raises bichen and dives towards jgy aiming to cut his head clean off, it looks like

but jgy sees it coming in the last second and jerks wwx in front of him.

bichen stops just barely an inch or two away from wwx's bleeding neck

wwx closes his eyes in disappointment bc they had been so close!

and now he just looks so upset bc he thinks he’s ruined their chances by letting jgy use him as a shield

jgy: hanguang jun, put bichen down now. do you really want to kill master wei?

THAT’S LOW FUCKING BLOW, JGY

HE KNOWS IT TOO

HE KNOWS LWJ FEELS GUILTY ABOUT WWX’S DEATH, THAT BASTARD

and omg wwx's face his eyes are red and teary, wide open and pinned to lwj as we all watch lwj obediently lower bichen

wwx: lan zhan, don't listen to him!

my sunshine boy's brow is all furrowed and he sounds desperate here

wwx: i have never blamed you! lan zhan, you go first to find reinforcements!

HE'S PRACTICALLY BEGGING HIM HERE

BC DEEP DOWN HE KNOWS THAT LWJ IS NOT GOING TO LEAVE

LWJ IS TOO GOOD OF A PERSON TO LEAVE SOMEONE IN DANGER

BUT WWX HAS NEVER FELT WORTHY OF THAT SORT OF SACRIFICE

HE’S ALWAYS BEEN WILLING TO DIE FOR OTHERS, SO HE’S TRYING TO CONVINCE LWJ TO LEAVE

BC WHAT'S IMPORTANT IS TAKING JGY DOWN NOT SAVING HIS OWN LIFE

Lwj looks him straight in the eye and shakes his head no for everyone to see

bc nothing will tear him away from wei ying, not again, not when he finally got him back after 16 long long years.

I AM IN PAIN

THE ANGUISH IN BOTH OF THEIR FACES IS KILLING ME

jgy: great! Next, please sheathe bichen

there's a slight twist to lwj's mouth as he sheathes bichen angrily

but he did it with no hesitation

the sound fx team really made the shing-clack sound of it very prominent here

i'm assuming to emphasize how lwj is briskly and willingly de-fanging himself in order to keep wwx alive

wwx: LAN ZHAN NO!

wwx pants a couple of times (bc lwj is putting himself in danger!!) and his beautiful beautiful face twists into a snarl

wwx: jgy, don't go too far.

jgy: is it too far for you already? next i even want hanguang jun to seal his own spiritual power by himself. what would you call that?

wwx's eyes widen like, no, no don't

and we get a shot of lwj who is the picture of grim resignation

he knows that as long as jgy has that garrote around wwx's neck, he will do anything he asks of him, anything at all

wwx protests but jgy just tightens the garrote

lwj sees that happening and immediately locks down his spiritual energy

(side note to say that i really like the sound effects and the motions they choreographed for the "locking of energy" thing here. It’s really cool)

wwx: lan zhan…

WWX'S EYES ARE BRIMMING WITH TEARS AND HE SOUNDS LIKE HE'S HOLDING BACK SOBS

lwj presses his lips into a firm line in response

THIS ALL IS GIVING ME ANXIETY AND KEEPING ME ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT

WHICH IS STUPID BC I ALREADY KNOW WHAT HAPPENS

BUT HERE I AM, FREAKING OUT ANYWAY

oh and now there's a convenient thunderstorm TO SET THE MOOD I GUESS??

jgy is like, hey guys let's move this inside so we don't get rained out. no worries, if you do what i say i totally won't maim and/or kill you

cut to inside the temple

creepy breeze? Check

eerie candle lighting? Check

highly contrasted cool colors vs warm colors? Check

jgy also likes his classic villain tropes, it seems i wonder if he and xy compared notes on that...

jl is sitting next to lxc, clutching his sword

meanwhile lxc keeps his eyes closed like maybe if i refuse to see what's happening, it'll make it not be happening!

Which, hey, we’ve all been there!

okay, maybe not this exact same scenario, but still! Totally a valid coping mechanism, probably.

and on the other side of the room we've got our boys sitting shoulder to shoulder against a pillar together

wwx: lan zhan, you don't have to do this. that year....you owe me nothing

Aka, it’s not your fault i died. You don’t need to atone for anything!!!

lwj takes in his words for a moment

lwj: i don't think i owe you.

he says it so seriously

wwx: so why did you do that??

lwj looks over to him

lwj: it's what i should do.

BC THEY'RE SOULMATES AND HE LOVES HIM

AND WWX SMILES THAT LITTLE PINCHED SMILE OF HIS

some mood-setting stuff happens

you know, creepy wind slamming open doors, blowing out candles, that sort of thing

oh, there's a knock on the door and FUCKING SU SHE APPEARS BC THINGS WEREN'T HORRIBLE ENOUGH ALREADY NOW WE GOTTA DEAL WITH HIS UGLY MUG TOO

huh, he's got an unconscious nhs with him

wow he just drops nhs on the ground like a sack of potatoes, rude

blah blah evil plotty exchange between evil master and evil subordinate blah blah

blah blah emotional confrontation between jgy and lxc that idc about blah blah

ugh gross now su she is approaching wwx and lwj and is talking to them all smugly condescending

i want to hit his face with a brick tbh

LOL

WWX AND LWJ ARE NOT AMUSED

wwx just rolls his eyes and lwj looks off to the middle distance bc this insect is not worth his time or attention lololol

god that chip in his shoulder that he's got for lwj is really getting annoying

ss: i just can't stand his attitude, as if he's better than everyone else!!

idk about “everyone else,” but he's definitely BETTER THAN YOU, YOU GREASY LITTLE COWARD

lol wwx gets offended on lwj's behalf (bc lwj has yet to acknowledge su she at all)

wwx: when did lan zhan say he was better than everyone else?

awwwwww!! lwj sneaks a glance at wwx when he starts to defend his honor. that's so cute!

wwx: iirc, in the great big book of lan fam rules, there’s one that says "don't be arrogant and prideful"

AND LOLOLOL MY BRATTY SON CONTINUES TO BE A BRAT OF A TEENAGER EVEN IN THE MIDDLE OF ALL THIS DRAMA

jl: how do you know the principles of gusulan so well?!

wwx frowns all sulky and taps his nose adorably

wwx: i have transcribed it so many times that i memorized it.

jl: why did you transcribe the principles of lan??

WWX GETS ALL DEFENSIVE AND IS ARGUING WITH A TEENAGER WHILE THEY'RE BOTH BEING HELD HOSTAGE LOLOLOL

wwx: do you think it was my choice? that (and here he glances at lwj from the corner of his eye and lwj is side-eyeing him and it's hilarious) was my punishment

jl: shame on you!

he says it all haughty and adorably irritated and turns his head away sharply. it's GREAT

After that, wwx is going on about how lwj has had that indifferent expression on his face his whole life and he can't really help it, it’s not bc he’s snooty or whatever ss thinks

and he continues to blabber on in that way he does

ss gets all mad and moves to strike him with his hand

and quicker than a blink of an eye, lwj puts bichen (still sheathed) between wwx and ss

He glares at ss like, just try it, i dare you! and doesn't put bichen down until ss lowers his hand

i would like to point out that ss still relented to lwj even tho lwj HAS NO ACCESS TO SPIRITUAL POWER

BC SS KNOWS HE'S A WORTHLESS NOBODY AND LWJ COULD DEFEAT HIM EASILY EVEN WITHOUT HIS RENOWNED CULTIVATION SKILLS

as soon as ss backs off, wwx runs his mouth again, i love it

There’s a bit where wwx says, "i'm not afraid of death, i just don't want to die"

which i guess is some kind of word play in their native tongue? Idk

wwx goes on to explain it but idgi; either it doesn't translate well or i'm not bright enough to understand it, lol

anyway, this all culminates to ss drawing his sword to kill wwx for being annoying

BUT HE GETS INTERRUPTED BY JC'S EPIC ENTRANCE

ZIDIAN CRASHES OPEN THE DOORS AND SENDS SU SHE FLYING

WE GET SOME SHOTS OF POURING RAIN AND A BLOODIED UMBRELLA

A SHOT OF JC’S HAND WRAPPED AROUND SANDU

AND THEN AN OUT OF FOCUS SHOT OF HIM IN THE RAIN

FOLLOWED BY A SHOT OF THE FLOOR ON THE ENTRANCE WHERE WE SEE HIS SHADOW SLOWLY GROWING LARGER AS HE MAKES HIS WAY IN

THIS IS SUCH A COOL SCENE OMG

SLOW MOTION CASUAL SAUNTER ONTO THE SCENE

AHHH, SO COOL JC SO COOL

lwj does not look impressed lolol but you can tell wwx thinks it's pretty neat

(not that he'll ever admit it bc you never admit those sort of things to your little brother, LOL)

jl is so happy to see him!

jl: uncle!

jc: you're calling me now? you know how to call me now? why did you run away a while ago?

and jl looks away with that yeesh expression kids get when their parents start in on their scolding lectures

THIS ALL CRACKS ME UP BC IT'S NOT THE TIME OR THE PLACE FOR THAT SORT OF EXCHANGE

JC JUST BARGES IN AND STARTS TELLING OFF HIS NEPHEW LIKE THEY'RE NOT ALL TRAPPED BY AN EVIL MASTERMIND

oh here comes fairy AND WWX IMMEDIATELY CLINGS TO LWJ'S SHOULDERS

wwx: lan zhan!!

lwj calmly lifts his arm so wwx can cower behind his billowing white sleeve

LOL

jl is commanding fairy to bite ss and as wwx is cowering, he's ALSO encouraging fairy to bite ss

(which really just means that, while wwx will probably never get over his phobia of dogs, he might eventually be able to get used to fairy maybe)

lol ss goes running with fairy hot on his tail

then we cut to wwx who notices how he's clinging to lan zhan's outstretched arm and gets embarrassed

he gently pushes the arm down and gives it a pat and smiles bashfully at lwj

IT'S ADORABLE

fun fact, this scene is the reason i started watching the show, i saw a gifset of this little exchange here and was like, THAT'S AN ADORABLE SMILE ON THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BOY IN THE WORLD

IT’S SO CUTE HOW THAT THE GUY IN WHITE LET HIM HIDE FROM THE DOG LIKE THAT. I HAVE TO WATCH THIS NOW.

and now some henchmen try attacking jc and jc whips them away with zidian and is generally just looking AWESOME

then lxc warns him about the Evil Magic Music

so jc's solution to that is to grab a random sword with zidian and chuck sandu into zidian and then scrape the two swords together?? to block out the music with super irritating noise, i guess???

lol even lwj is wincing at the racket

you know what, i'm gonna ignore the weirdness of this makeshift solution and just enjoy how cool zidian looks

now jgy is monologuing at jc and it's boring

lol, wwx leans over to lwj while that's happening

wwx: seriously, he talks like xy

he is not impressed by it lololol

both jc and jgy hear him and give him a Look and wwx puts on an innocent face

jgy starts picking at jc's emotional wounds and complicated brotherly feelings

jc starts getting defensive and snappish

lxc: don't answer him. he's good at talking.

so at least lxc is learning from his mistakes here, that’s good!

jgy switches tactics and starts in on wwx and his complicated brotherly feelings

but wwx responds with, hey man, i already know jc hates me so that isn't gonna work

oooooh, now jgy is revealing how he heard that jc was running around lotus pier asking ppl to unsheathe suibian

wwx's eyes get all wide and surprised

he throws a desperate look at lwj

wwx: my sword? didn't i give suibian to wn??

lwj doesn't answer but wwx realizes that he hasn't seen wn carrying suibian lately

and he starts frantically asking lwj how suibian ended up with jc and why the heck would jc ask others to draw suibian

wwx: has he drawn it by himself??

pretty sure he knows the answers to all those questions and is basically asking lwj to tell him his suspicions aren't correct

lwj: wei ying, calm down

jgy notices wwx's reactions and pushes on bc he's found a weak spot and he's def gonna exploit it

he's like, oh yeah, i also heard you were able to draw suibian from its sheath, jc

wwx's face is full of dread as he realizes what happened

he starts blinking back tears and he's getting all shaky bc this is his nightmare unfolding before him

FUCKING JGY NEEDS TO SHUT UP

HE'S DREDGING UP ALL OF JC'S INSECURITIES, AIRING THE YUNMENG BROS TRAUMA FOR ALL TO SEE

I WANT TO THROTTLE HIM

he gives jc a sarcastic bow and keeps picking at those wounds

wwx jerks forward as if he was going to try to shut up jgy, but lwj holds him back bc honestly, what was wwx going to be able to do anyway?

jc staggers back as if physically wounded

wwx's eyes are red with tears bc this was never supposed to happen

AND I'M JUST HURTING SO MUCH FOR MY YUNMENG BROS

jgy chooses this moment to attack and now we have a sword fight

we get a shot of lwj and wwx here

wwx is squirming in his seat like he wants to intervene but knows that he can't

Lwj is keeping a close eye on wwx, ready to stop him the moment wwx tries to sacrifice himself for jc (again)

in the middle of their fight, jgy suddenly flings his sword right at lwj!!

lwj tries to raise bichen but it's not gonna be quick enough

jc sees this and dives towards lwj and manages to block the sword

lwj looks at him in shock, which is understandable bc jc doesn't even like him

he could've totally just let that sword slice him in two and been guilt-free bc hey he's in the middle of a life or death battle himself, you know?

but he didn't! he took the time to protect lwj

For his efforts, he gets wounded (like mortally wounded) and now he has another reason to hate lwj lol

Anyway, jc can't do much now except channel all his spiritual energy into the wound so he doesn't, yknow, DIE

wwx is watching him with worry

here comes su she, all bloodied up

lol looks like fairy was able to tear into him a bit. what a good doggy!!

now i guess the henchman were able to finish digging or whatever, WATCH HOW MUCH I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT NONSENSE

Let’s check in on our boys instead

wwx and and lwj share a look

and all i can think is omg look at how close their hands are, if they each shift just a couple inches they'd be holding hands!!

LET MY BOYS HOLD HANDS

But no, we're going to have an emotional discussion instead

wwx: did you know about it?

lwj gives a very reluctant nod

wwx: when did wn tell him?

lwj: while you were knocked out

also omg they're having this conversation and jc is literally only 3ft away

HE CAN HEAR YOU GUYS, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?

wwx: that's how we left lotus pier??

lwj: wn is very sorry about that

look at lwj being a bro and sticking up for wn!

wwx: i've told him time and again to never speak of it

jc: never speak of what?

and here they seem to realize that yeah, hello, everyone can hear their conversation

they look at jc all surprised

*facepalm* guys, guys, i get that you both get a little wrapped up in each other sometimes, but c'mon

AND THAT'S THE END!!

SO INTENSE, SO STRESSFUL

But we still got quality times with our boys, and some fun times with jl and jc, so i guess that evens the scales!

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angelbabyszn · 5 years ago

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Marry Me (Oscar X Reader) - Part Two

Gif by @merakiaes

Requested by @darkness-doughter ! Read Part One to understand: Part One

Imagine Based On: Hey, how are you? I'm sorry to bother you again, but I have one more request, if that's ok. If it isn't, I'm sorry 😅 I was just thinking about a fic places after the third season, when Oscar says he wants adult problems, maybe a wife and a kid. Reader and him are dating for long, passed through so much things, maybe when he tells Cesar he says "Maybe get married to y/n"

OMB Masterlist

L/N: Last Name

Recap:

"Why do you act like you don't?" asked Oscar.

"Cause I don't." you said as you turned your back on him.

"Yes you do. Can I kiss you?" asked Oscar softly again as he got closer to you.

You hesitated thinking about the pros and cons about doing this but Spooky did the job for you and slowly kissed you.

You slowly give in and slowly kiss him back. His lips felt so good on yours. He gave you emotions that you never felt with any guy you encountered.

You slowly wrapped your arms around his neck. He pulled you closer to him until there was no space left between both of you.

After the kiss, both of you look at each other with your foreheads against each other with soft smiles.

That was two years ago.

Part Two:

Spooky sits down on the couch in his living room with his face still healing from being kidnapped. He just finished a meeting with 19th street doing a truce for peace on the block.

Cesar came in through the front door and stood in front of the tv looking at his brother with a furious face.

"They don't want peace. You got yourself played." said Cesar with his arms crossed.

"Peace is good for the block." said Spooky and he reached for some water that was right in front of him on the coffee table and started to drink it.

"What happens when the Prophet$ get out of jail? What if a new gang comes to town? What would happen?" asked Cesar with a serious face. Spooky stopped drinking and threw it behind him.

Spooky put his right hand in front of his face and moved it down his face in stress.

"I know. There will always be issues in this life. I'm sick of this game. Somebody gotta end this." said Spooky.

"You're a target now. They know you're soft. It's hard to get out of this lifestyle. What are you going to do?" asked Cesar.

Spooky got up and walked up to Cesar about to put his right hand on his left shoulder but Cesar quickly moved his hand off.

"I don't need this s*it. I want adult problems. I want a house. Maybe, a wife, or a kid. All I got now is missed opportunities. It's time to start a new chapter." said Spooky to Cesar.

Spooky was serious. He was so tired of doing this everyday and fighting to protect everybody he loves. He felt like a regular person in life every-time he's with you and he wants to feel like that everyday 24/7.

"What if somebody takes your power?" asked Cesar as Spooky started to go into his bedroom. Spooky turns back to Cesar.

"Let them. The real power is all up here." said Spooky pointing at his forehead and starts to walk away again until Cesar calls for him again. Spooky turned back around and looked at Cesar.

Cesar sighed and put his hands on his hips. He looked back at Spooky straight into his eyes asking him this one simple question:

"Have you ever thought of marrying Y/N?"

A few hours later, you just finished college for the day and you decided to go to Spooky's house to see him. Using the key he gave you, you entered.

"Spooky? Baby?" you called out throughout the house but nobody answered.

"He's probably asleep." you said and you started to walk through the house to go to Oscar's bedroom. You stopped and your eyes widened to see a beautiful rose gold short dress hanging down the door with a tag attached to it.

You slowly walked up to it and grabbed the tag to read it.

"Wear this. Beach at midnight. See you tonight. -Spooky ❤️"

You smiled, grabbed the dress, and walked out of the house to go get ready.

You arrived at the beach exactly at midnight wearing the dress with cute jewel flip flops, hair curly and silver jewelry.

You walked onto the beach to see your boyfriend dress nicely in a v-neck white shirt, dark pants and new shoes.

He was standing in front of a very nice romantic picnic on the sand with candles surrounding.

"Spooky..." you said softly and you hugged him.

"You look beautiful." said Spooky as he looked at you up and down. You blushed and both of you sat down.

You gasped as you saw all of your favorite foods. Both of you were having a great time like always while eating and looking out to the sea with the moon out.

An hour later, you took a sip of your favorite drink and looked at Spooky.

"So...what's with all of this?" you asked curiously.

"Why can I treat my reina tonight?" said Oscar, making you smile and looked down at the sand as you blushed again.

"I don't know. I have no idea what I did to deserve this tonight." you said surprised.

"Wanna know? Let's go take a walk." said Spooky. He pulled out his hand and reached out to you. You grabbed it and both of you got up and started to walk on the beach leaving the picnic behind.

"Remember when we walked together this way two years ago?" asked Oscar as you two were walking hand to hand down the beach.

"Do you mean you are following me like a creep? H*ll yeah." you said, making Spooky chuckle.

"Again, I didn't follow you." said Spooky and you rolled your eyes playfully at him.

"You're such a liar. Anyways, yeah, what about it?" you asked.

"Before I confessed to you, I actually thought you were the love of my life." said Spooky, making your eyes widened.

"Really? I never thought I could be somebody's love of their life." you said and Spooky stopped walking which also made you stopped.

He quickly went in front of you and grabbed both of your hands.

"Well now I'm saying you are. You're the love of my life." said Spooky and you started to blush hard.

"I'm serious. You were acting like a very caring mom with Ruby and his friends." said Spooky with certain eyes.

"I was just watching out for them. Especially Ruby." you said and he got closer to you.

"I've been wondering about leaving this gang life. I want a regular life. I want to get a house...maybe getting a wife and kid..." said Spooky looking deep into your eyes.

You never thought Spooky would even think about living his gang life. He was in it for who knows how long...but why?

"How long have you been thinking about this?" you asked uncertainty what’s happening right now.

"Ever since I became your boyfriend, Y/N." said Spooky, making your heart skip a beat and you started to breathe heavily but softly,

"Ever since I saw you that one day on the beach, I just knew you were the love of my life. You're the one that makes me want to do things I don't usually do for people. You made me a better person inside and out. You make me feel like a regular person every-time I'm with you. These last two years have been the best with you in my life and I can't imagine myself going on without you by my side." said Spooky. confessing to you and you start to get tears in your eyes.

Spooky slowly wipe your tears from your face and stand a bit back from you.

"Y/N L/N..." said Oscar and he started to bend down on one knee. Your heart was beating out of your chest so hard as you processed what was happening.

"Would you make me the happiest man in the world and...marry me?" asked Oscar as he pulled out a box from his right pocket of his pants and opened it in front of you. You saw a huge engagement ring inside.

"Yes!" you shouted happily making his smile huge. He got up from the ground, grabbed the engagement ring out of the box and put it on your ring finger.

Spooky then picks you up off of the ground and spins you around as you were smiling huge.

A moment later, Oscar slowly puts you to the ground and as you look down at him. You two kiss passionately ready to spend both of your lives together forever.

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spookybreadstick · 4 years ago

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Hello! Congrats on 100 followers!anyways im requesting a premium matchup.

- I'm nonbinary (vae/vaer/xe/xem/they/then)

- Demisexual Omni

- I like to read, write, draw, and generally do those sorts of creative things

-I definitely don't like being forced to talk, have physical contact with other people, and move around, it kinda just makes me almost crash except im on edge and paranoid but nothing's processing

-Personality type is INTP-T

-Sun Sign is Pisces, Moon Sign is Gemini, and my ascendant is a Leo

-I'm fairly tall, 5 feet 9 inches (175.26 centimeters) to be exact

-I'm very pale and skinny

-I have naturally red hair, on the darker side, it's think and wavy

-It may possibly be in a grown out mullet to but who knows?

-I have blue/green/grey eyes that almost always have bag under

-My style is kinda just button down, flannels, plaids, turtlenecks, tank tops, hoodies, sweaters, trenchcoat (i have this one dark purple one that i love), vests, wide brimmed hats, bennies, jeans, skirts, knee high and thigh high socks, and boots

-My love language is Quality Time

-No gender preference

-Blacklist: Jeff the Killer, Ben, Toby or any of the slender brothers

-Extra info:

-ADHD, anxiety, and insomnia (on meds for all of them)

-I need reminders to take our meds, eat, use the bathroom, generally anything thats just basic hygine or health

-We have a hard time showing affection and empathy

-I've been told i have a bit of a resting bitch face

-I tend to bottle up emotions

-I'm semi-verbal and not big on physical contact (though I do like late night cuddles and kisses)

-I don't like people, I'm generally not good with them

-I have some motor tics

-If I have a panic attack it tends to trigger a tic attack if I'm able to calm down quickly (like.. less then five minutes)

-I like most music other than country and christian

-I tend to overwork myself alot (Without doing anything most of the time)

-I love stargazing and watching stars

-Driving around in the woods late at night? love it

-I also find bathing together romantic for some reason

-If I'm scared, or freak out or something bad happens; generally just if my brain goes from clam or really any feelings to panic then my brain kinda forces us to dissociate and it blocks out what happened

-I also don't move when that happens

-Random stim is just softly blowing air through my mouth

-One of my tics is well I'll put my arms over my head, my forearms pressed up against the back for my head and the top of my head tilted towards my knees and if i try to move my leg just twitchs (its whacked me in the head a few times) it usually last a minute or two

-Oh yeah my name is Ares (like the god of War)

Anyways hope thats enough info for you 😘 love ya breadstick/p hope you have a good day

you sent this in twice (no worries) but basically had the same information so i just combined them both into one! :) hope that’s okay!

few things about your ask i’d like to mention: a) this was so hard, i was so torn between two of the pastas but in the end I picked EJ although really it could have been either of the two tbh b) i like reading and writing too! c) i’ve always thought that red hair is so beautiful c) my ascendant is Leo as well! d) you’re like the third or fourth person i’ve done a match-up for that has a mullet look going on! you all should start a club or something lol! e) i’ve been told i have resting sad/stressed out face. like i’ll be totally calm but apparently i just look nervous or upset? f) that name is so cool omg!

💝💝💝 I Match You With: EJ!

Similar Likes: reading (or in his case, being read to), listening to music, drawing (he used to anyway and he still likes to doodle),

Similar Dislikes: being forced to talk to or interact with people, physical touch when it’s not wanted,

Why You'd Make A Good Match: EJ needs somebody who’s a romantic type like you to get him to open up to people and to realize that he’s somebody worth loving. Being with you makes him actually enjoy his life. In return, you get a caring and protective boyfriend. He will always be sure to remind you to take care of yourself (he’s especially on top of your medications, because he keeps them in a special little pill box in his ‘office’). He can’t cook for you unfortunately, but he will always remind you when it’s time to eat. And for times when you’re non or semi verbal, he will become shockingly good at guessing what you need or want. At the start, it will be rough to convey what you’re ‘saying’ since he can’t see you very well, but he is a fast learner and will pick up on your own little ‘language’.

Potential Relationship Clashes: Just as you can rely on EJ for your needs, there are some things that he will have to rely on you for. He will sometimes need you to be his eyes, and to help him with simple tasks that require more of his sight than he has. EJ’s pretty good about handling himself, but he will sometimes need a helping hand and as his partner he would like you to be the one to do it but he also doesn’t want to stress you out. Also, just a minor thing, but if you’re stimming or ticcing then you’ll have to let him know (in the beginning at least, before gets properly accustomed to your sounds and sudden movements) so he doesn’t get confused about what’s happening.

What He Loves The Most About You: EJ loves just being with you because you make him happy. You also give him purpose and make him feel good about himself, that he can take care of somebody and love them (thus making him definitely not the monster he fears he is, because monsters don’t know how to love). You just make him happy, and he hopes he makes you feel the same.

#💝#this-person-who-does-stuff #Matchup #creepypasta matchups #Matchups #EJ #ej creepypasta #💝 matchups #spookybreadstick

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queenofgotham800 · 5 years ago

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Life Is Complicated

(Roman Sionis x Reader)

Warnings: Gramatical Errors, Torture, Swearing, Psychical bullying, lonelines, Weapons, Scarcasm, Violence, Treason, Tension, Death

(A/n): As one of the greatest mobs in Gotham City, you have to compete with others criminals, as Joker, Black Mask and other families all over the city. You are interested for one diamond, which turns to be not that thing you needed by the end of a day.

Sitting behind your big work table, drinking black coffee, you thought about the diamond, which could bring you wealth and safety. You also heard that Harley Quinn and Joker aren't together anymore, so whole Gotham was now bussy with going after her.

-Mrs. (y/s), we found the diamond.- Mike came closer to table and gave you note with initials HQ.

-So Harley Quinn, is it?- you smirked, you didn't planned killing her, but now you thought about it a lot, you had to have that diamond.

-Where is she? Next time you walk in here, you will give me every information about her and about that diamond.- you threw the paper against the wall.

-Yes, yes of course Mrs. (y/s), I won't fail you.- Mike panicked and you seen it, so you decided to scare him up a littlebit.

-Mikey, look, I am serious, if you fail, that's gonna be the last time you ever failed.- you smiled at him, while he dissapeared scared behind big doors to your office in your mannor.

You leaned at your chair and watched gotham skyscrapers shine in dark night.

Four hours later

You were tied to the chair behind Harley Quinn in Black Mask club. Wait.. How did you got yourself in this situation, you ask? Let's summarize it.

Hour and half after Mikey left

After that you thought a lot and came up with perfect plan. Harley Quinn was captured by Black Mask, he was one of your many enemies, he wanted that diamond for himself, for same reason like you.

When you did something for Gotham, or against it, others thought Roman did it. At least he distracted police from true Queen of Gotham.

You prepared yourself with few golden revolvers and one uzi. Your gang was preparing too, Mike took few mans and they walked in front of your mannor, waiting for your speech.

-Well, its the day, when we kill our enemy Black Mask.- you said. They were looking up to you with expresions of true soldiers.

-Roman Sionis has lot of mans, how do you want to kill him?- asked somebody, probably one of Mike's coward man's.

-You are not telling his name on my property! I said I have a plan and I just sent it to you through the messenger.. - You shouted and then smiled and calmly sent the plan to every soldier to the group chat.

-Murderous chatting group, are you serious (y/n). - you werent sure if he just joked or made fun of you.

-Oh, c'mon, why are you so boring!? Henry? No.. Lucas.- you pointed at soldier and entered your armored car.

Hour later

-We are here.- Frank said through walkey talkey. He was one of your best hitman and sniper here, he was loyal and precise.

-Great, get on your position.- you whispered into your walkey talkey.

Plan was simple, but affective.. Well at least, it would be affective...

-I am there.- Frank said and you looked on rooftop. Frank was waiting on his spot with sniper, masked so it was hard for you to spot him at first.

-Great!- you said and opened door of the van, but you stopped when you heard gun firing from rooftop.

-Frank?- you said to the walkey talkey and waited for his response. He didn't respond.

-They betrayed us!- shouted second team, you heared guns and screams.

-Hands up (y/n).- you heared familiar voice from behind and felt cold gun on your back.

-Mikey.. Mike, Mike.. So you decided to change sides. Why? Did sionis offered you money? Safety?- you laughed in his face.

-You are so dead Mikey.- he glared at you and slapped your face.

-No bitch, you are dead.- he slapped you one more time and you blacked out.

Some time later

-Time to wake up pretty.- somebody next to you said. You were tied to chair sitting behind someone.

-Welcome to the Black mask club.- blond guy, probably Victor Zsasz, smiled and slowly brushed knife around your cheek.

-Yes, welcome! Harley Quinn and (y/n) (y/s)! I am pleased to finaly meet you (y/n), I cant say that about Quinn tho.- I felt how is he standing somewhere behind me, where was tied probably Harley.

-Oh, Hello.- Harley said, from behind. You stayed quiet. They betrayed you and now, you were first time meeting Black mask, in person.

That's the situation of many mobs in Gotham. They hear about others, but they rarely meet, and if they meet its about businnes or it's kidnapping.

You still couldn't see through light anybody face-to-face, just Zsasz who was standing next to you looking on you playfully. You knew that look.. Anytime, when was somebody from your closest hitman's ready to have some fun with your enemies.

-Can you, can you please.. don't breath in my face, that's disgusting. Didn't your boss taught you how to behave in presence of lady?- you smirked and turned your head to Victor who was now, surprised putting down the knife.

-Bitch!- Zsasz said through evil grin.

-Victor, what was that? You can't treat my guest like that, plus she is special guest!- Roman shouted from seat somewhere behind you.

-Take Quinn away!- Roman said.

-Victor, now!- He shouted this time and Victor fastly took chair with Harley on it with loud screeching.

After they left you felt the chair turning from bright light to the owner of the club.

-Black Mask, i wish I could say how am i pleased to meet you, but i can't under these circumstances.- you boredly smiled and then your mouth hang open.

You didn't expected him to be handsome and sexy, in fancy suit, gloves on his hands. He didn't had his mask on, which surprised you.

-Wow.. I.. Lucky woman or man who has you... - you smirked and said with sarcastic tone.

-I am gonna take that as compliment.- he blushed, but he was still deadly serious, unlike you. But you were never 100% serious, so it was normal.

-Can i go home?- you asked after long and cringy quiet.

-Dollface, you wanted my diamond. You wanted to kill my people, you wanted to kill me..- he put the bowl with popcorn on the table next to his chair.

-Yeah, and i wanted your fancy suits and this boring club... C'mon, you know me Mask, you know me..- he pretended thinking, while you rolled your eyes.

-Catwoman? Nah, she works alone, right?- he laughed. Roman did it on purpose, but you played along.

-Yeah, you wish.. I am the boss in Gotham darling, not you, not joker, not penguin, two face or any other psychos in Gotham, but me..- Roman started laughing and you glared at him.

-So that's you! I imagined you, littlebit more.. Scary.. I don't know.- he still laughed.

-Look, Mikey betrayed me, if he did that once, he will do it again. Gosh, he went after that diamond too..- you smirked and mumbled the last sentence.

-What?- Sionis stopped laughing and he took out his gun.

-Oh, honney, you really thought he's gonna listen to you? That he's gonna be loyal to you? Well, look who is laughing now.- you laughed and in that moment you knew you won it.

-I'm gonna go after him and bring his face to my desk.- Roman said and he was about to leave, when you stopped him.

-Wait..- you shouted, moving forward, tied to chair.

-What?- he turned and asked annoyed.

-You need me.- you smiled and chair under you screeched again, as you came to the table with popcorn bowl on it.

-Plus, I am hungry.-

-Oh, right!- he theatrically said and came to you. When he leaned closer to your face you could feel goosebumps on your skin.

-And why should i do that?-

-Mike has my plans, my plans! That means he is ready for everything, you and your people are gonna be dead if you don't free me.- You really gived Mike, as a third leader of operation detailed plans of what to do and what to NOT do.

You lifted your eyebrows up when Roman took handcuffs, from chair and put one of them around his arm, practically now bonded with you.

-Great, now what? Are you gonna swallow that key?- you remarked.

-Why would i do that?- he made that eww expresion.

-And why not? At least you would choke yourself with that. But thinking about that, that would be very bad idea, I can't imagine myself going around in this,- you clinked with handcuffs, -with your corpse hanging on me like some accessory.-

-Why are you helping me?- Roman asked while you took some popcorn and threw it in your mouth.

-Becouse i don't have to work with morons anymore.- you smiled and pulled him to doors.

-Whoah, wait.. Are you expecting something from me?- he asked, while you were seraching for guns.

-Yes, I don't know.. You can keep the diamond, but i need your protection. And i am not going to work for you, but with you. Are we clear?- you opened a box close to couches.

-Sure.. Under one circumstance.- he pointed gloved finger at you.

-What?-you asked, while you whistled looking at arsenal in colorful box.

-You are not going to call me Black Mask, are we clear? I am Roman Sionis.- he put his hand on your shoulder and you stopped moving.

-I... Think i found it.- you said and pulled from box red revolvers and few uzi's.

-Best, fucking, weapons.- you said as you checked ammo in them.

-They are full.- smile came through your face as you turned and bumped into Roman, forgetting he was standing behind you becouse of the handcuffs.

You had moment with him, your (y/c) eyes were looking at his blue eyes. Some could say that his eyes were blue like sky, but you couldn't, since weather in Gotham was always foggy, rainy and sky here? It wasn't blue but gray...

-We should go.- he took both revolvers from me and you took two uzi's.

Since you were handcuffed to him, you had to synchronize your hands.

-So we will be standing back to back, right?- you whispered.

-Yes, it will be shame I won't see your pretty face, when we'll be dying.- he said and coughed.

-We wont, and.. Ehm.. Thanks..?- you mumbled and opened the door.

At the end of the room, there was a light flickering and under that light, there was tied some man.

-Victor!- Roman pulled you towards unconsciousness Zsasz.

-Roman wait.- you stopped him, before he could do something stupid.

-It's not that easy.- you whispered and took a smoke bomb from one of many shelves there.

As bomb felt on ground, smoke started comming from it and there, where Roman was about to step was a laser bomb, there were actually many lasers, which meant many bombs in room.

-Trap bombs.. - Roman looked on me with fear in eyes, knowing he would be dead, if you weren't there.

-Whoah, you look like you don't have a good relationship with bombs.- you said and catch his hand.

-It's okay, I am with you.- you smiled and he squeezed your hand.

You walked out of the room, leaving Zsasz there for now, at first you had to deal with Mike.

At surprise his mans were already waiting in front of the doors.

-Looks like Mikey changed few plans a bit.- you whispered.

-Great.. - Said Roman and threw his guns to ground, lifting his hands up to air, together with one yours.

-So you really thought you would kill me with handcuffs on?- Mike was wearing one of Roman's suit.

-No.. No... We were actually making out, but we lost the key... WHAT ARE YOU THINKING YOU FUCKING MORON! We would kill you blindfolded, even five year old kid could kill you!- you were raging, again tied to the chair together with Roman. You didn't saw Harley anywhere, so you assumed that she escaped during fight with Roman's and Mike's mans.

-Why are you wearing my suit? Who do you think you are?- Roman was raging too.

-Well this is gonna be fun to watch.- Mike smirked, entertained by rage of two strongest mobs in Gotham City.

Mike came to you and started speaking. -You know why you were alone, you think that sarcasm is helping you escape reality. I don't know how and i don't care. You'll never be somebody in this city, just a little girl with tears in her eyes.- he pulled your hair to back and watched you glaring at him.

-What? Ran out of words?- he laughed evily.

-Leave her alone!- Roman shouted, which surprised you.

-Of course.. Look who is talking now.. The boy that got dropped in his birth on head. Sad. But that was just first part of your life right? You had everything, child of bilionares, you didn't have to even move from your fancy chair to get what you want.- Mike said and pulled Victor's knife out of his pocket. You were squeezing Roman's hand whole time, with tears in your eyes. He didn't had to stand for you.

-You are pathetic little shit Mike.- you turned my head to him smiling.

-I know.. And i love it.- Mike laughed again, but stopped when somebody knocked on doors.

-You know, I am always giving plans to leaders of the mission. You thought I gived you all my plans. But what would be plans without secrets, that only one true leader knows? An escape plan, if somebody betrays me..- You laughed and felt the handcuffs falling from your and Roman's hands.

-What?- Mike turned to take his gun, but it was late for him. Doors blew and your people came to the club, armed like you never saw them before, pointing their guns on Mike, who dropped Victor's knife down.

-Thanks Romy.- you kissed him on head. Then you came closer to the Mike.

-What? Oh, the handcuff magic? Ugh, easy trick for begginers.- you laughed and gived him black eye.

-Roman had a key.- you whispered into his ear while he lost consciousness.

Some time later, but this time In warehouse

-So, now are we officialy together?- Roman asked you, while you stood in warehouse watching Victor peel off Mike's face. You turned to him, and came closer, gived him passionate kiss as he catched your ass.

-You will be mine princess.- Roman put one of his hand in pocket.. Which reminded you..

-You will be refering to me as Queen from this day.- you held a small revolver pointing at his heart.

-I knew from begining that Mike's gonna betray me, I knew you made a deal with him. Now I want that fucking diamond.- you pushed the gun closer to his chest and raised eyebrows.

-I will get you that diamond on a ring.- he said and kissed you, even when you held a gun against his chest.

-I'll take that offer.- you smiled, throwing the gun away, pulling him closer and kissing him again.

-Hey, this is time for fun, not time for romance.- Victor shouted as he slowly removed skinn down Mike's face.

-Vi.. Vic..I..Uh..- you didn't let Roman finish as you kissed him.

-Have fun, I have a date.- He said then and pulled you to his limusine.

-Sure boss.- Victor said and grabbed Mike's hair to make him sway on the chain.

-Have fun Mikes, I am gonna go clear the club from the fucking mess you've made.- Zsasz walked out of warehouse, closing doors.

#birds of prey #harley quinn #roman sionis fanfiction #roman sionis imagine #roman sionis x reader #roman sionis #Roman sionis x oc #ewan mcgregor fanfiction

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natashacoco · 5 years ago

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Uhm I fucked up and need to tell someone I feel won't judge me for it and you've given some great advice so I'm sorry but here we go. I work at a hospital. A few months ago, I started talking to one of the doctors who was often on shift with me. He's handsome, so kind, polite. I was major crushing. We don't work together directly so I thought the flirting was fine and if it led to something great. We went out a few times before Rona hit. But we're both frontline workers so even after all this

we were still seeing each other often, just on breaks at work. There of course was mega physical attraction and eventually one thing led to another and we got physical a few times. Everything was fine and well. Nothing serious just flirting, breaks together and then every so often we'd smash. I felt really good about things - this great man who is intelligent and attractive and kind a fantastic doctor according to all his patients is into me! But then reality smacked me in the face this past week. This man HAS A WIFE. She is also a doctor. She's STUNNING, so smart and seems really sweet. And they have TWO kids together! Adorable little boys. I had no idea - he never wore a ring or talked about his family. But then I saw his last name as doctor on rounds but it was her on shift and not him... I of course have avoided him and I figure he knows but OH MY GOD. I feel so, so terrible and stupid and naive and just - I don't know what to do? I feel like she should know but also I'm the one who slept with her husband? And I just believed that someone like him existed and happened to be into me. Like so stupid but oh my God I don't even know how I can go back into work and continue having to maybe run into either of them in the hallways? I have never felt this way and have always been against cheating and now I am someone who was part of cheating. I don't know what to do.

First off anon, I just want to thank you so much for all that you’re doing during this hard time. I may not know you personally, but i want you to know that you’re going to be in my thoughts and prayers. My door is always open for you nonnie, no judgement. I’m always willing to be an open ear for those who need it.

Now on to the doctor, FUCK HIM AND HIS CHEATING ASS SELF! You deserve somebody so much better than him, his wife too!

Booskie, I am so sorry that this happened to you. I understand the guilt of all this is eating you up, and I’m sorry that you’re going through something like this. First things first, I would HIGHLY suggest you getting yourself tested for any STD/STI, the full works, I don’t care if you guys used protection, etc. he promised it was just you (obviously he a cheating ass manwhore, and Maury/the lie detector determined that was a lie), you should get tested. If he was stepping out on his wife with you (and no shame, shade, etc.). then who knows how many others there could possibly be? This isn’t to scare you, this is me wanting to make sure that you take your health into your hands and nothing about scaring or stigmatizing you in any way (or anybody else for that matter. Getting regularly tested for an STD/STI is perfectly okay and we should always try to practice safe sex). I just want to make sure that you’re taken care of because obviously Dr. Fuckboi isn’t considerate except when it comes to getting his dick wet.

I want you to know that he’s a married man who deliberately decided to break HIS marriage vows to HIS WIFE and potentially the lives they’ve built with THEIR CHILDREN. I would personally go and speak to his wife, face to face is always better, no matter how scary it is. It’s better for her to hear it coming from you, rather than a third party who doesn’t know the situation and their own biased perception of things. I would suggest maybe something off site (work drama/gossip can be worse than the situation itself). If that way won’t work, maybe potentially leaving something in her personal work inbox that allows her to know that you guys need to speak privately? It’s kinda hard to do this considering that this is happening in a work environment. Again, maybe not ideal, but still a way for her to know that it’s something serious. You’re coming to her about something very serious, nothing in a malicious intent, you honestly and sincerely has no idea that he was married. I hate that he’s turned you into the other person. Nobody EVER wants to be made to feel that way, and it’s a shitty feeling. He should NEVER have placed you in this kind of mental, physical, or emotional situation. He knew what he was doing and he’s the one who led you on and that isn’t okay at all.

You’re not terrible, stupid or naive at all anon. Why wouldn’t a smart, attractive, intelligent, seemingly great, all around guy be interested in you? You’re amazing! I don’t know you personally, but guess what? you are! You’re going to find a man who is going to adore you, want nothing but the best for you mentally, physically, spiritually, and treat you the way that you should be treated in all aspects of life. I’m going to put that into the universe and manifest that for you starting now, because that’s just the tip of the iceberg of things that you deserve anon.

In conclusion, Fuck them cheating ass men who ain’t shit!

P.S. If you ever want to speak off anon, you’re more than welcome to or not, it’s totally up to you, again, my inbox is always open. Wishing you all the best! xoxo.

#anon #anonymous #anon message #anonymous messages #April 2020 anon #hospital anon #i hope you see this anon #my inbox is open #anon or not

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mindfulwrathwrites · 6 years ago

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Bicycle

Dystopian noir lesbians? Sure.

Words: 1,107 Warnings: None really

There's something a little squirrelly about being a P.I. when the Panopticon already knows everything. It's especially rough when you get two-thirds of the way through a case only to have a couple guys in dark glasses turn up and tell you to stop digging, by order of the State. If you want to stay in business—literally and metaphorically—you stop digging. If you're smart, you take your payments up front and have a no-refund policy. Sorry, Sir Or Madam Or Otherwise, Big Brother Says Your Missing Relation Is Government Business, Now Please Get Out Of My Office And Don't Cause A Scene, We Just Got The Carpets Cleaned So I'd Rather Not Call The Cops If You Get My Drift.

It's hard to do detective work when you know somebody else already has the answer. Someone or something saw. The paper trail's tucked up nice and neat in a server somewhere. The whole crime, top to bottom, was probably caught on camera. It's like playing a puzzle game where all the solutions are in a folder on the couch next to you, except if you open the folder a guy in dark glasses shoots you in the back of the head and the next day your local paper runs a piece on the link between puzzle games and suicide.

Which is all to say: on most days, my bullshit threshold is zero.

The new client was a real knock-out, but she also looked like the kind of person who came bearing bullshit. She had that leather-jacket, biker-chic vibe, close-cropped hair and a couple piercings and arms like tree trunks. Her face paint was styled to discombobulate facial recognition software. The only name she'd given my secretary was Yue, and she'd also threatened to pop his head off his shoulders when he complained about it, and she was so much my type that I was mentally reciting Sappho within thirty seconds of meeting her.

She dropped into the Client Chair like she owned the place and, furthermore, like she wasn't planning to ever sell it. She popped a tab of bright pink bubblegum into her mouth and raised an eyebrow at me.

"You gonna stand there gawking all day, or what?" she asked.

"No," I said. Real smooth, moron.

She snorted. I went around back of my desk, but I didn't sit down.

"Can I offer you a drink?" I asked.

She blew a bubble and popped it, loud as gunfire. "Not unless its bubblegum-flavored."

"Point taken." I sat down. "What can I do for you?"

"Somebody stole my bike," she said. "I need it back."

"Uh. I don't know if that's exactly my field."

"You find stuff, don't you? Said so on your website. So you can find my bike."

"Have you reported it stolen?"

"What do I look like, an idiot?"

"I don't know if that's a yes or no to the question."

She rolled her eyes and popped her gum again. "No, I haven't."

"Can I ask why not?"

"Unless you can convince me how it's gonna help you find the damn thing, uh, no."

I took a couple deep breaths. The abrasive personality gets way less attractive when you're the one being abraded. She watched me, jigging her leg and drumming her fingers on the arms of the Client Chair. Her fingernails were painted pink, though the polish was chipped.

"Okay," I said. "What can you tell me, then? Where it was stolen from, what kind of bike, plate numbers—"

"It doesn't have plates, it's a bike," she interrupted. "Schwinn 24-speed, road tires, black and pink. It's got a Hello Kitty sticker on the crossbar thing."

"Schw—wait wait wait, it's a bicycle bike?!"

She looked at me like I was an idiot, which—fair. "No shit."

"Y'know, it's probably cheaper to just get a new bike. Like, I could probably find it for you, but—" I shrugged. "Just putting that out there."

"It's my bike," she said coolly, "and I want it back."

"Okay, customer's always right," I sighed. I got out my notepad. "So you said Schwinn, black and pink, Hello Kitty sticker. Aluminum frame, I'm guessing?"

She popped her gum. "What else?"

"Well, that's good news. The carbon fiber models sometimes get broken down for parts."

I watched her face, as closely as I could without being obvious. Not a twitch. In fact, there was almost too little reaction to that suggestion. Her jaw muscles worked as she chewed her gum. Woman had a jaw you could cut steel on, and one of those superhero cleft chins, and lips like—

Keep it together, Audri. Business.

"Any other identifying features?" I asked.

"It's got a couple lights on it, or it did last time I saw it. Generic road safety shit."

I wrote it down anyway. "And can I get some kind of contact info for you, in case I find it?"

She gave me a cell number—probably a burner phone, if I'd gotten the measure of her. I wrote that down, too. She didn't like it, but she didn't try to stop me. She did get up. I decided pretty quickly that I wasn't going to try and stop her.

"And, uh, payment's due up-front," I said.

"No way," she said.

"Policy. Sorry."

"You have a boss someplace?"

"No, I'm—I'm the boss, it's just—"

"Then your policy's bullshit, and you can make an exception. You'll get the money when I get my bike."

The AC unit kicked on, finally. The vibrations would blow out the mic on the buttonhole camera installed in my wall—though they wouldn't do anything about the visuals.

And, also, I was starting to sweat pretty good.

"Listen," I said to Yue, keeping my voice down and my face blank. "I don't know what you hid inside that bicycle, but I know it's damn important to you. So you can either tell me what it is, or you can pay me up front and I won't ask questions. Your choice."

She stared. I flicked a glance at the AC vent on the wall. She got it. She threw up her hands and dug a short stack of hundreds out of her jacket.

"If you turn me in," she said, "you're a dead woman."

I counted the cash. One thousand, nice and round. I rolled it up, put a rubber band around it, and stuck it in my pocket.

"What would I turn you in for?" I said. "It's just a bicycle."

Which was when I found out that, for all her abrasiveness and cool-tough demeanor, Yue had a fantastic smile.

#original writing #noir #dystopia #private investigator

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