#always someone out there that i dont want to be gaining information that they didn't find out themselves

[coffeegnomee]

It's so interesting how thematically, we are now exploring PrinceZam's need for a team because he needs to be able to talk to someone.

Like it's something that has always been true, but other themes were more important in the past. like safety. or trust. or helping each other out.

But he only is facing that particular benefit of a team bc he has no team this season and he only has no team this season bc of all the teammate trauma of the past pushing him to both not trust anyone and also not want to be beholden to other people's plans.

And he thought he didn't need anyone. He thought a team holds him back and makes him do things he doesn't want to do. He thought a team would encourage the bloodlust he so desperately needs to run from. So it made sense for him to be solo.

But now he can't run from the loneliness.

We never could have explored this theme without the specific domino effect of the past seasons. and that's really cool.

[deleteddewewted]

PLEASE COULD WE GET ONE MORE PART OF WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOVE GRAVES. I literally read it and my heart soared! I LOVE A DESPERATE LOVE GRAVES 🤤 (writing is very well done ❤)

What It's Like To Love Graves Part 3

Graves x Gn! Reader

W/n: Im glad someone enjoyed my Graves stuff. Since Graves is coming back to MW3 I think it's only fair if we were to see what happened during the time the reader and Graves began to put effort into rebuilding their relationship.

W: NSFW, Trying out Manogomy, Betrayal, Hurt/No Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Hurt Reader, Injuries, Soldier Reader

P1, P2

You had found some peace throughout your time at your new base.

Your Captain and General were much more flexible and they took your suggestions seriously.

You had gained new freedoms such as downtime.

You picked up hobbies to fill your time with.

You began forming bonds with many of your men.

Throughout it all, you received letters from Graves. All of them were sickeningly sweet.

He was like a dog with a bone.

He had managed to convince you to give this relationship, or whatever this is, a try.

He sends you a letter filled with poetic romance and horny yearning.

He'd send you pictures as well. Physical ones. Ones that could be used against him.

They were explicit, most of them at least.

Some of them were of him nude showing off his body. There were a few of him playing with himself. Your favorite one is of him sucking on his fingers with half-lidded eyes.

You got a thrill at the thought of how vulnerable he was being with you.

So you kept the pictures and some of them you put up on your wall.

All of the letters were put into a box for safekeeping.

You wrote back as well.

You told him about your new recruits and the hours you've been putting in at the gym.

He asked for some pictures in return but you always teased him by sending him a set of your own pictures of your body from the neck down posing after going to the gym or in your sleepwear.

You never showed off everything, just enough skin to leave him drooling for more.

The letters became more intense and more spread out over weeks and later on over a series of months.

Communication slowly depleted between you both.

Work had gotten heavier for the two of you and you both didn't have the energy to write to one another anymore.

Eventually, you both found the chance to meet in person.

It wasn't the best set of circumstances but you were both called in to discuss arrangements for a possible collaboration with a special squadron.

General Shepherd and Station Chief Laswell had wanted to discuss in person in regards to any possible future aid that might need to be provided to their special operations task force.

Graves was eager to aid in whatever way he could while you hesitated.

You liked your new post and the liberties it had given you. Giving that up wasn't something you wanted.

You asked if you could have some time to consider your options to which you were met with a disgusted look from the General and a passive nod from Laswell.

"Dont you want to be closer to one another? Dont you miss me?" Graves argued with you as you both left the General's office.

You rolled your eyes at him and kept walking.

"Dont you want to improve our relationship?" He grabbed your arm and stopped you.

"Phillip Graves. Not here." You hissed. You both walked into an empty conference room and locked it behind you.

"I can't give up my post. I like it. I like my base and I like my responsibilities. Helping some international task force doesn't fall in line with my goals." You argued.

"Then join Shadown Company. You can have the same responsibilities or, even better yet, you can have less responsibilities but the same authority." He wiggled his brows at you with an all too cocky smirk.

"I don't mix work with my personal life, Graves."

"Call me Phillip, hun. And for your information, you don't have much of a personal life already so of course you don't mix them." He teased.

You were getting nowhere and he knew he could convince you so you both decided to call it even and head back to your temporary barracks.

You both fucked like tomorrow wouldn't come.

You left bite marks on his body and scratched his back with your chipped nails.

He sucked on your skin and caressed it like you were the one who needed delicate treatment.

He rutted into you like he wanted you claimed from the inside out. His cum dripped out with every thrust. You're sure that the condom broke but you could care less.

His body enveloped you and kept you warm against that cool air of your room.

He was a little sex drunk, he kept mumbling about how he couldn't wait to have a baby with you, how he was going to get you pregnant.

It took everything in you not to laugh because you know that once he had his head cleared up and the hormones finally calmed down he would hide his face in the crook of your neck while telling you to forget about everything he had just said.

For the first time in years, you both stayed the night.

You were comfortably sleeping on top of him till morning and once he woke up you both just began getting ready for work.

You both kept this routine for the next two weeks until you decided that you would be kept on call in case they needed you for backup but that you had to return to the base where you were stationed.

Graves wasn't all that happy so the last day you spent with him was spent with him always by your side like a lost puppy.

He grabbed you both dinner after he burned the one he had ruined.

He was outwardly affectionate with you and made sure to show everyone that you two were more than just bunk buddies.

He kissed you slowly and made sure to taste as much of your skin as possible.

He wanted to remember your scent and your taste. He needed to remember the sound of your voice and the sounds that you made when you called his name and moaned.

He needed you, every part of you. He needed you to stay with him even though he knew you won't and couldn't.

You left early in the morning with hickeys covering your neck and handprints on your legs.

You got a letter from Graves the day he was asked by General Shepherd to help join the task force with an operation down by Mexico in regards to a terrorist called Hassan.

He told you he was going dark in the meantime and to not expect letters in the meantime. He promised to speak to you in person right as he finished up with this issue.

You heard nothing from him for a while. You never finished writing a letter in response to his last one.

You didn't need to.

You were called in by Laswell to provide aid to Captain Price and his sergeant with an extraction in Las Almas.

You were flown out to Amsterdam and met up with the captain and his sergeant.

You both made it to Las Almas and immediately entered a firefight with soldiers whose uniforms were a little too familiar to you.

You spotted Graves in the distance aiming a rifle at the Colonel's soldiers as they scaled up the walls of their former base.

You don't think he saw you but it didn't matter.

He was now your new foe that you were sent to end.

You followed everyone into the getaway van and listened to the information the Captain had acquired during his investigation.

You already that Shepherd had betrayed everyone, that was not your focus.

"Sir. What is our new task?" You removed your helmet and made yourself known to the two other members of the task force.

The skilled masked one, Ghost you assumed, looked at you before returning his gaze to the Captain while Soap watched you intently.

"Eager to get this over with Lutienent?" Price joked.

"I would like to stay prepared since I'm familiar with Shadow company and their methods."

"Are you? In that case, I think it would be best if we start planning our next move once we get to the safe house." No more questions were asked and nothing more was said. The ride to the safe house stayed quiet even after everyone got out of the van.

You all had the chance to rest for the night.

You were told to rest since they would need you bright and early to discuss the plan.

You stripped out of your heavier gear and took the blankets that the Seargent Major, Rudy, gave you to put on the floor.

You were used to sleeping in uncomfortable positions and uncomfortable places so sleeping on the floor covered with hay was a bit more luxurious than the usual.

You didn't get much sleep as your thoughts raced.

Graves was now your enemy and not that long ago you had him warming your bed and marking your skin.

Not that long ago he was calling for you to let him cum inside you and asking you what you wanted to do once his operation was over.

You dreamed of him.

Graves was bloodied and begging for your forgiveness on his hands and knees.

He was looking up at you like you were his god and his only savior.

"Baby, please! Take me with you. Take me back. Im sorry. Please, help me!" His nose was broken and he was bleeding from his abdomen.

Snot mixed with blood and tears streamed down his face. His hands pull at your fatigues and begging for your attention.

When you woke up you took a quick shower and put your gear back on before heading out to the communal room.

The plan was set in motion.

The Ghost team was ready to go with you following behind The captain and his sergeant.

[rise-my-angel]

You just said you don't write a lot about young reader because it's hard to find content to write about, but now i just can't stop thinking about little reader and Ned being around each other ahhhh😭😭 mimi please spoil us a little, maybe a snipet? a little one-shot 🙂‍↕️

Remember the reader was basically the first test for Ned at being a father to a daughter. The reader taught him how to be a girl dad. Since she wasn't there for normal duties that highborn girls would have, you were there to learn from him so you were around him for his business a lot.

But you were the complete opposite of his sons, and the complete opposite it seemed, of the Baratheons he already knew. You were small, quiet, shy, and innocent. He would actually check in on you via Robb and Jon to see how you were fitting in as someone around their age, and encourage both of them to directly involve you more because you clearly weren't comfortable with inserting yourself into their circle as a friend.

They both wanted too, but Ned really gave both of them that push because he wanted to see you do well here. He didn't know if you were coming back after this stay, but he quickly became very attached to the idea and giving you as good of a time and learning experience as possible would help that.

Ned would be such a dad when you arrive. A bright smile as he hugs you, asking how the trip was and making sure you eat and asking about what was going on with you at home. Ned would honestly greet you like he was your dad that only got to see you every other weekend after the divorce. Especially when you were young and small.

You alone essentially prepared him for Sansa and Arya, and even then, he always still treated you like one of his own. You never knew about it, but in the raven sent to him by Stannis when you were sent there at 14, it did specify to Ned that part of what the worry was, was the Lannisters using their sway with Robert to arrange a marriage for you in their favour and he needed to keep you far from such things until he could handle the situation. Which in turn, Ned knew that now you were a teenager, more Northern boys would pay attention to you and basically did the same.

Just the intimidating dad behind your back glaring at the boy trying to flirt with you in the courtyard even though you dont realize it. Of course you'd complain to him that the boy was keeping you from your duties and how annoyed you were and he'd just try not to laugh because if by then you didn't realize how much Jon and Robb did the same thing, you certainly wouldn't realize Ned was looking out for you.

The more you opened up as a girl, the more everyone certainly noticed Ned smiled a little more softly and fondly more often. It was no surprise how easily he became to be the father his daughters knew they could always go to him with anything or tell him anything, because he had great practice in gaining the trust of you, the most quiet and reserved little girl he'd ever known.

Side note, Varys in his final visit to Ned in the Black Cells informed him that Ser Barristan had helped you escape, and you made it all the way to Robb as you both now were marching to war to save his. And it was one of the last moments of relief he had down there all alone.

His last image of you was you both being dragged apart down to separate cells, and he knew if he could possibly escape execution the liklihood for you was so much less and he had as much releif knowing you escaped, as he did in his final moments looking up to see Arya was not there to see it anymore. Which is a testament to how much he saw you as his own.

[ozrockbitway]

Might I be so bold as to ask you about Vale and their sweet sweet times with the Shroud brothers?! 0o0 Ignihyde be flaming cool, you know?!

uwaaa Vale and the Ignihyde boys...they certainly are a trio now!

Ortho

A little later in the school year, post ch.6 I like to imagine that these two always stick up for each other. Talking shit about one of them when the other isn't around? You're either getting blasted or Vale is sending Grim your way! I don't think it counts as 'sweet', but I can imagine them laughing about it together and Vale is kinda amazed afterwards like??? damn you didn't let someone walk over your lil buddy?? Ortho vc Im so proud of you. Vale just (pleading). Ortho hyping them up helps them develop a backbone tbh

Also going off them hyping up each other for their respective clubs/hobbies! Ortho encourages Vale with their writing and is willing to assist when necessary. He can pull up authors and their troubles and just encourage them like if they can do it so can you! And Vale is more than willing to help out with Ortho for his film assignments especially if he gets stuck on some emotional scene that Vil puts him through. They're not an actor but they can help just talk or think of scenarios for him!

A lil thing I thought of is Vale going to Ortho for information. Ortho probably asks why they keep coming to him and he thinks it's cuz he's got the lightning fast search power, but they just like to hear it from him! They trust whatever he says and they sometimes ask about his opinion on it too?? Vale wants to hear what he thinks, even if he is an AI, he does have his own opinions too. It's a little thing but just them chatting can be a little on the wholesome side cuz I dont think anyone else really would?? At least not without wanting to gain something in return.

Idia

When they're more comfortable with each other, Vale probably conks out in Idia's room. They don't mean to and it's only when they're extremely tired but still wanted to chill with him. They feel bad whenever it happens bcuz they were supposed to play games or something and Idia kinda complains but he's glad they got some sleep. Ortho probably helps settle Vale down on his bed (ie if they fell asleep while chilling on the floor) but Idia would probably put a blanket over them <3

Tag team creative duo?? It's...embarrassing at first tho lol. Vale seeing Idia's art and Idia reading Vale's stories. Vale is more generous with compliments but Idia is a little more critical though he leaves them with a compliment or two at the end. They hype each other up even though it's a little nerve-racking to share these things with each other. It's okay cuz they ease into it and probably decide to do a visual novel together at some point.

Vale trying to get Grim to ease into Idia. They know he likes kitties and is like. there's one that is connected to lives with me. so. holds up cat at him. Grim usually only lets Vale shower him in pets and they have to bribe him with tuna. Grim learns to get more tuna from Idia after learning he's loaded and he doesn't mind. Vale does tho, but hey if it means these two can both be happy then mission accomplished!

[silly-disease]

heya. let me start off by saying you are not evil. Take a deep breath, you're fine. The fact that you care so much about wanting to know the difference just shows that you are trying hard to be kind and that's more than enough

Wilbur and most domestic abusers like him end up where they are because they stop caring and stop trying, not by questioning if what they are doing is harmful or not. It's why his apology was so downplayed and prioritized saving face over being genuinely sorry for the trauma he inflicted upon Shelby

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What constitues emotional abuse?

In all honesty? Emotional abuse is such a large area that I don't think I even can get into every single form of it and why it's harmful. Once you're in a better mindset, you can take the time to look up resources around it. I know how bad spirals can get, you won't be able to digest the information rationally if you constantly question if the points apply to you

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Lovebombing vs being sincerely affectionate

If lovebombing was simply about being really kind and loving towards a person, All romantic relationships would count as abusive.

People who lovebomb do it to gain something from a person. They do it deliberately to make people like them more/fall for them, so that they can establish a trust that they later plan on taking advantage of.

Taking Shelby's situation as an example: Wilbur used to write her love letters he very very likely didn't mean, he lied about wanting to start a family with her and very early on in the relationship already talked about wanting to stay with her forever.

It was only later on where Wilbur starts to contradict himself and she realized that none of his words were true, but it was exactly those grand romantic gestures that made her feel safe and loved to remain in this relationship and Wilbur took advantage of that.

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is it inherently abusive to express being upset with someone if they find you intimidating or if you have power over them?

It's never abusive to get angry or upset. What would count as abusive is if you, in that state, took advantage of your power or their fear of you.

The most important thing to remember during angry moments is that when emotions get out of control like that, things getting ugly can be inevtiable and what matters far more is that you sincerely apologize and make sure they are comfortable after you cooled down.

Abusers however

•might threaten to cut you off financially, something they have no right to do

•threaten to destroy or take away your belongings

•become physically agressive

•deliberately use their anger as an excuse to insult you in vile ways

and much more

how to recognize abuse in those situations specifically however is I think most apparent in their apologies. I don't know if you noticed at this point but my fucking god are they shit at it.

Abuse comes in different forms but the most common thing I've noticed is that they will try very hard to shift the blame onto you

"it's your fault I got so angry, if you hadn't done x or y (<-often deliberate insults or completely normal human actions and emotions) I wouldn't have done this to you. I still love you though, just dont do it ever again (<-also implants the idea that affection is transactional "you do this I will love you, you do that I will hate you + other consequences")"

that or they undermine what happened or outright ignore it happening to begin with. Claiming that they would never have done that and that you're villainizing them, in abusive situations the victim is always unsure about wether or not they are overreacting, so it's easy for abusers to get away with these kinds of comments

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What abuse really boils down to is wether or not you care for that person's comfort. Wilbur ignored Shelby's safewords, he lied to her multiple times to take advantage of her and his gross behavior as a whole purely lacks from the fact that he just clearly didn't care.

The reason people freak out about past interactions is because they are starting to realize it wasn't just Shelby who's comfort was ignored

But you clearly do care. So again, please breathe, you are okay, take care of yourself

hi i realize this may sound dumb, but i am currently spiraling because my brain loves to make me believe i am uniquely Evil and i know i’m not the only one struggling

seeing everyone’s comments on wilbur’s relationships with other ccs makes me wonder what exactly constitutes emotional abuse. i know the basics like isolation, making them feel worthless, threats, gaslighting, etc. but there’s other stuff like lovebombing i’m confused about, because is it anyone that shows strong affection early on? what if i’m bad at telling how close i am with someone or give them a lot of compliments because i genuinely like them a lot?

also: many people were saying that billzo being afraid of wilbur with the handcuff thing is an indication that he was abusive, and while i get that when paired with his other behaviors, is it inherently abusive to show you’re upset with someone that is intimidated by you? like i am not threatening at all but most people are a little scared of me because of my rbf or how i talk (very monotone). does that make me bad?

idk I always try to respect people and be kind and consider myself a decent person, but i’ve been spiraling over the last few hours because what if i’ve been abusive to someone and i have no idea?? as many people pointed out, usually abusers don’t think of themselves as one and may even see themselves as decent people so i'm scared.

basically my questions are:

what constitutes emotional abuse?

what’s the difference between lovebombing and just being really affectionate with someone? is there a difference?

is it inherently abusive to express being upset with someone if they find you intimidating or if you have power over them?

[aquz]

REVERSED! ☆ pt. 1

what if the roles were reversed? what if you were one of the housewardens from a popular anime game?

warnings: n/a!!

"twisted wonderland, huh?" the boy muttered to himself, watching the app download on his device. "wonder what it's about..."

INFORMATION

everyone in this au lives in a magicless world, and attends a college. though their ages differ canonically, everyone is aged up to be 18+ if not already. this information is probably going to be useless or just... not very relevant, but i'll still give it to you.

to make this au work, some people might be ooc, much like almost everything else i write. my bad about that, just imagine that it's not too bad, okay?

i do plan to write more about this au, if i get the inspiration to, and i'm allowing anyone else who might want to write for this to…do so, as long as credit is given!! i'm not too sure if I'm the first to do this (surely not?? idk, i have yet to see it though!!) but if i'm not, Imk so i can give credit where it's due!!

RIDDLE ROSEHEART

riddle is a busy man, studying medicine in college as well as handling everything else life throws at him. he's never been one to rely on others, especially not since he moved out of his mothers house and into a college dorm. he had been lucky enough to share a room with his childhood best friend and his friend, so he didn't have much to worry about. it was one day when riddle woke up to see his phone-addict of a roommate up playing some mobile game.

riddle, with his hazy morning vision, couldn't make out the game very well so the only thing he could do was ask. "cater, really? staying up until dawn, playing your games again?" he asked sternly, receiving a laugh from said boy. "yeah, sorry. it's such a good game though! i actually think you would really like it." after cater said that, riddle shook his head. "i'm gaining absolutely nothing from playing some mobile game. i think i'll pass."

cater sat up in his bed, showing riddle his phone screen. "actually, i think you would. it's a story-based game with other elements, but story and character development are most important. i think it could help you destress a little.... or maybe even help you. i don't know, bro, but you should try it. it's called twisted wonderland." riddle just shook his head and got out of bed, starting to get ready for the day.

though, riddle had been thinking of caters words. a part of him thought about how his mother banned video games and told him they would get him nowhere in life. but, the other part thought about how his mother wasn't controlling him anymore. he was free. maybe he could... try it?

after classes had ended, riddle sat alone in his dorm. it was just him, cater off at another party and trey was out helping at the college cafe. riddle's hand lingered on his phone before picking it up and tapping the screen awake. he navigated to the app store, typed in the games name, and pressed download.

playing the first few chapters had him a little... lost. he didn't really know how to feel about it. he had promised himself to at least complete the prologue before giving up on it. so, a while later, he completed the prologue and decided he was interested enough in the lore of twisted wonderland. getting transported to another world and magically obtaining a magical, talking cat as a companion was enough to draw him in. so when chapter one rolls around, he hears about the crimson tyrant with the totally upside-down ways of the heartslabyul dorm.

he plays through and decides he liked your character. (name), the dorm leader of heartslabyul. you were absolutely harsh, but he felt that maybe he sympathized with you. the need to be in absolute control was so real. he kept playing after meeting your character. dont tell him, but cater caught him playing twisted wonderland at least 5 minutes after his bedtime.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

leona doesn't care for video games. he's always asleep anyways. you would think that someone attending a prestigious, rich-kid college would motivate them to live up to their expectations, but you would be so wrong. leona only attends because his parents want to look good, leona really doesn't care about studying whatever major he was thrown into. he doesn't remember, doesn't care. his brother is always nagging him about it, telling him to study and not disappoint their parents, but leona thinks, 'i've been a disappointment since i was born'.

twisted wonderland does not catch his interest. it's a stupid anime game for stupid anime fans. he knows about it because cheka. yes, his little nephew plays it. the little boy says he likes the funny characters and he fun music, but leona couldn't care less. as he's babysitting, cheka talks his ear off about the game while he tries to sleep.

"then there's this super cool lion person in chapter two! they remind me of you, uncle leona!" cheka smiled brightly, looking at his uncle who's unmoving. he goes on and on about chapter two, leona restraining himself from yelling at the poor kid. he doesn't ignore how cheka just shuts up randomly.

opening one eye, he looks to see that cheka had up and left. leona rolls his eye before looking down to the ipad beside him where cheka once sat. it was... the lion he was talking about. now, leona would never be caught dead simping for a drawing but... you were kinda fine?!

a few days after that, he finds himself going through your fanart. he contemplates downloading the game just for you, but decides against it. for a while. he is already embarrassed that he's literally in love with a fictional person from a game his NEPHEW plays. he cringes as he finds himself going further down the page.

he downloaded the game eventually and skipped the story. the fights and twistunes were whatever, but once he saw you at the end of chapter one, he was so ready. it takes him a while to complete the chapter because he falls asleep randomly (and cheka walks in. he would never want cheka seeing him play that stupid game.), but once he sees you..oh boy. he will do anything to just, keep the game focused on you. nobody else interests him.

leona, the man who would never dedicate his time to anything but sleeping, now stays awake for longer because of some stupid anime lion person. he promised himself he would never become one of those people who literally drool over drawings.. but here he is. he really relates to you sometimes as well.... but not the point. he blames cheka and is absolutely ashamed of himself. it's a guilty pleasure to play this game.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

azul doesn't see the appeal in mobile games, unless it's candy crush or something. yes, you can laugh it up now and make fun of him for being an old man in the body of a young adult but it's perfect for him. he has no time to play games, after all. he attends college to study business and finance, and runs a business on the side.

azul only ever hears about this game when he's meeting up with one of his buddies, idia, for their weekly board game night. it's so weird that he still plays games with his middle school friend but in his defense, at least he's not out partying. idia brings up his newest obsession, twisted wonderland, and how he's been playing it nonstop. as he takes his turn, he tells azul about the story in detail. azul only listens, finding little interest in this little anime fantasy.

"but then there is the third dorm leader, (name). they really remind me of you, yknow? you both have a thing for business... and scamming people." idia says, moving his piece. azul looked up from the board to his friends face and cocked an eyebrow. "scamming people? that one time i got four boys to all pay me a hundred dollars if i did their homework? their fault that they didn't think about me doing it correctly.."

but as idia leaves later in the night, azul does think about it. a character like him, huh? he has yet to see that portrayed correctly... but idia did say the game had an intriguing story. azul downloaded it before going to bed with the intention of trying it out the next day, after classes.

when he starts up the game, he immediately sighs upon seeing the tutorial fight. he is not one for fighting games... but planning out attacks based on what he's given keeps his attention long enough. he has absolutely no interest in twistunes though.

he's upset he can't meet you until chapter 3, but he seen you in the middle of chapter 2 and he's kinda feeling it!? after paying somewhat attention to chapters 1 and 2, trying to at least read the story despite his disinterest of the other characters, he finally meets you. it takes a while, with the story being locked behind certain levels and him having classes, but he is happy to finally meet you.

after really analyzing you and your character, he falls in love. you are so absolutely him. he really gets you. that's all i can say. he (or i) can't describe it. when idia notices azul talking a lot more with him about the game, specifically you, idia knows damn well he got his friend hooked.

bruh my past few posts have FLOPPED. aquz's flop era frl ^^;; anyways part two will include the other dorm leaders hehe should i do the other characters as well?! this is kinda fun!!!

[maleyanderecafe]

I dont know if you've read the Webtoon Park Hanhoo's Manager, but I just finished it and it's a joy to read from beginning. It's a BL, the love interest is a possessive type and with the central plot being a murder mystery I think that aspect types well with it (also really enjoyed the humor).

I did see Park Hanhoo's Manager floating around but I didn't get to read it until now. I recognize the style since they were the one who created Hello, I'm Your Stalker and it does carry over the humor and the general atmosphere from that webtoon. While I do think that Park Hanhoo is pretty possessive, I'm not really sure it qualifies as necessarily yandere since his actions (at least from what I can tell) are a lot lighter than what you would assume a yandere would have. That being said, you can argue that he is a light yandere.

The story is about Chansol a guy who is looking to find his childhood friend, Hanhoo. When he was younger, he was in a class with Chansol and was drawn to him, continuing to pester him until they became friends. The two of them would often have bets with each other for fun, though Chansol would always lose. The two of them end up working on a project together for school, but while Chansol is walking home one day, realizes that everyone in his orphanage has been murdered by a serial killer named August. From that incident, he loses his memory and eventually ends up trying to track down and kill August, as well as find his friend Hanhoo. He initially becomes Hanhoo's manager as a means to get information out of him, not knowing that he is his childhood friend. Hanhoo on the other hand toys around with Chansol for a bit before revealing who he really is. Hanhoo and Chansol work for a company that sells different high grade weapons to people. As the story goes on, both Hanhoo and Chansol slowly find out the truth about the killer August and what his plans are for the future, oh and love.

Chansol has a lot of emotional baggage to deal with. When he was younger, his parents died in an accident that lead to him being taken care of by his neglectful grandfather. Because of the lack of encouragement he got from him, Chansol would often help other people to gain a sense of praise with others, eventually leading to him being able to better read people as a result. At some point, he joins an orphanage and becomes friends with Hanhoo. He believes that he is the reason that his orphanage perished, as he recalls helping an old man in the snow, who we later learn would be August, and feels guilty about it, to the point where he was willing to even commit a murder suicide with August if given the chance. While working with Hanhoo, he continues to reject his advances, stating that he's only caring about him because it's his job, though slowly does develop a crush on him. Once we find out that August was actually a government ploy to raise certain election votes and that August was actually multiple people, Chansol becomes more nervous about the situation. His guilt is relieved when he also finds out that even if he had not saved the man that day, everyone in his orphanage (and possibly him) would have been killed anyways, so his guilt was for naught. He does successfully kill the one who thought up August, though he also gets injured as a result. As a main protagonist, he is pretty kind hearted while still being realistic, knowing that his kindness is just a way for him to feel good about himself, and that he's not as kind as he lets others think he is, and while he's not naive about his circumstances, he does still have the habit of forgiving and being nice as it was something that the people in the orphanage adored about him and he wanted to continue it as a way to continue the memory.

Hanhoo is someone who is the opposite of Chansol, being much more calculating and seemingly ruthless. Despite his personality, Hanhoo is the top earner at his company, though through more direct and methodical methods. For instance, he is able to convince a convict to buy their guns by blackmailing them with their own wire tap and nearly shooting him to show just how effective his guns are. He initially doesn't tell Chansol that he is the childhood friend he's looking for as he wanted to see if he still held any affections for him. He does really care about Chansol as well, spending his weekends either going over to his house (much to Chansol's annoyance) making bets with him like they used to and using his free time to find out more information on August. He has the personality of someone you would find tiring/annoying to deal with in real life, but is entertaining to read about. In terms of yandere behavior, he is rather possessive of Chansol, initially liking him because he's a "toy" that he can use, though later he does fall for Chansol first. He gets jealous when Chansol gain attention, making a bet with him that if anyone confesses to him within a month, he'd want to be able to kiss him ( and he wins this bet). Hanhoo also ends up temporarily imprisoning Chansol after he finds out that he was attempting to commit suicide after finding August, though it seems like it was more of a way to prevent him from suddenly dying, rather than out of possessiveness. While he doe have traits of a yandere, I do think it's not necessarily strong enough to be one, at least not in my eyes.

I'll be honest, I was a bit confused about how the webcomic was going since a lot of the beginning chapters were about the office life of Hanhoo (considering the title of the webcomic) and I didn't really have a huge investment until the reveal that Chansol was attempting a murder suicide. I was also initially confused about how the whole August situation was working, but I think I understand it now. Chansol and Hanhoo have a pretty fun dynamic, kind of like a nagging old couple at some points, and they do have a cute date a the end when they become a couple.

Overall, the webcomic is pretty interesting. If you like murder mysteries, then please give this one a try.

[clementinesjourney]

The bookkeeper i.

AN: Hey guys, another idea... again.. I'm really stuck with my series, so i just write my heart out in one shots and drabbles. If you have any requests or just want to chat, inbox, submissions, and asks are always open. :)

Words: 1,5 K

Pairing: none yet ;)

Warnings: death of parents (only mentioning), bruises, threats, suicidal attempt.

Summary: You are saved from both of the fates you thought you had to chose from, now got a new job, and got to see the softer side of the most feared mobster in London.

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You woke up in what seemed like a mansion somewhere outside London. As if it was the estate of the King himself. The bed was comfy, comfier than yours in the small cottage where your parents lived. The rays of sunshine shining brightly through the big windows.

You pull the duvets away, seeing that your mother's old dress you inherited three days before way gone, and you were now in a long sleeved undershirt, that went around your mid-thighs. It was a man's shirt regardless. You tried to get up from the bed, but you were too weak, so you collapsed on the ground with a loud thud. The door of the room flung open, a man barged in helping you back to the bed. Another man with a gun stood by the door. You frightened at the sight, memories of that faithful night swimming back to you as you whimpered away, trying to hide in the duvet, whispering please dont shoot me - to the man in the door. The man that helped oyu back to the bed looked at you with pity.

-Noone's gonna shoot ya miss... Dylan inform the boss right now. - he said as the other man... Dylan scrambled away.

You didn't dare to move from the spot you froze in as a man with gold rings and a cane walked into the room, closer to the bed, coming to a halt at the other side, looking at you.

-Ya' can come out missy, nobody's gonna hurt ya here. I'll have Martha bring breakfast to ya, so ya gain back a lil of ya energy before we can get to the talking. She'll also bring you a set of clothes.

-Thank you Mr... -Solomons.. Alfie Solomons. Then your eyes widened. One of the most feared mobster in all britain has taken care of you. Saved you..

Soon enough Martha entered with a beautiful dark blue dress, new undergarments, a pair shoes and stockings, and finally a bowl of porridge.

You muttered a small thank you as you sat to the edge of the bed, Alfie carefully watching from the side. As you put your legs down he saw the numerous bruises, as if someone had beaten you badly, or the cliffs of the water had collided with you as the sea washed you away. He had to know what happened now that his men brought the little mermaid right to his door. He wasn't particulary the savior type, but also he and his men cannot let an innocent human die either. So when his men saw you running straight for the cliff, not slowing down nearing the edge, they had to save you.

When they brought you unconscious and utterly drenched in ocean water, skin so pale, you'd mix in with the snow if it weren't for your raven black hair. He had you brought to you to his mansion close by, and by the time he finished his hunt the doctor already checked you, his servants already changed you and tucked you in. He had to call back the doctor every day twice to check on you, to see if you'll wake up at all.. Then on the third day Dylan, who he put outside your door to keep an eye on you, rushed into his office, informing him that the lass is awake at last.

Hours later there was the softest knock he ever heard on the door of his office.

-Come in, iss open.

Then you hesitantly but entered. The blue dress complementing your fair skin, shoes silently clacking on the hardwood floor. He motioned you to sit in front of him. You sat down quietly waiting for him to say something, to demand answers, or to just shoot you really. You heard how merciless he was.

-What's yer name lass?

-It's (Y/n) (Y/L/n).. Mr. Solomons.

-What made ya jump Mrs. (Y/L/N)?

- Miss... It's Miss.. - you said, eyes fixed on your hands in your lap. - and... it was the Changretta gang... I.. they threatened my parents that if they won't give my hand to Luca, they will kill the whole family... And they refused, they didn't want that fate for me... His man barged in the middle of the night, beaten us to pulp, then Luca took my hands behind my back, making me watch his men cut their throat. He said i had two days to bury them, and then he'd come for me.. his bride. So i... i buried my parents in our backyard, and jumped.. - you sobbed silently, eyes still on the hands fidgeting in your lap.

-You fockin' what?

You flinched as he shouted, jaw clenching.

- I jumped Mr. Solomons. Nothin' to keep me here, and i certainly won't spend my life being beaten, trying desperately to please a man i despise, let alone bear his children.

He just hummed in response, scratching his beard.

-If i promise to keep you safe, would you consider working for me?

-It depends on what work would ya want me to do Mr. Solomons.

-Are ya good with numbers?

-I am. I was first in my class.

-Then be my bookkeeper, as sort of a pay back for saving ya.

-I did not ask to be saved. I'll work for you though now that i'm indeed alive.

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He was so furious. How could that bastard italian hurt such a pretty lass like you. How could he make you watch as they killed your family in front of your eyes. He promised to himself to bring you justice, getting rid of the Changrettas before your bruises fully fade.

He was so furious. How could that bastard italian hurt such a pretty lass like you. How could he make you watch as they killed your family in front of your eyes. He promised to himself to bring you justice, getting rid of the Changrettas before your bruises fully fade.

So that night he and his men paid a visit to the italians, two men holding Luca down on a chair, as his men bled out on the ground surrounding them.

- I asked you a fockin question ya bastard. - Alfie shouted as he hit Luca's face with his ringed fist.

Luca spit a bit of blood to the ground, smiling at him.

-Ya better bring me back what's mine Solomons.. If ya do, i'll reconsider the little vendetta ya would get for killing my men... The little bitch certainly doesn't worth that much now does she?

-The thing is Changretta... ya little vendetta is what worth nothin'.. I suggest you let go of the thought of the lass, take the last of your men, and take the first bloody ship to 'merica. While i ask you nicely of course...

Before leaving with his men, Alfie made sure Luca remembers his threat with slinging his cane straight to the man's knee with brute force. Then he walked out without a word. He wanted to get back to you.

You were out on the balcony, quietly looking at the stars when they arrived. You were so lost in thought you didn't heard the cars coming.

Alfie stood in front of his mansion eyes on the angel-like woman on the balcony of his room. He slept in his office, giving up his room for your sake.

It was dinner time, so Dylan knocked on your door, to accompany you to the dining room. It was dimly lit, the long table had only two chairs on one end. One for him at the head of the table, one for you, next to him around the corner.

-Please sit. - he motioned, and you quietly obeyed him. - Have what you'd like lass.

Then you started to eat without a word. You ate biscuits with jam and butter. After you finished you sat silently, not getting up before him. After he finished, he suggested talking over the bookkeeping part. You agreed and followed him. He opened the door of his office, stepping aside, putting a hand on the small of your back to help you inside. You smiled a little as you saw a new, smaller desk on the side. Your name was on it, as well as a typewriter, and a big book. You stepped behind the desk, the tip of your fingers brushing through every bit of it. He watched you with a smile. Your smile was even prettier than you without it really. He found himself mesmerized. Luca's ways were something he never quite agreed on. Marriages for money and power never ended good, he respected your family for sharing these antics even if they had to die for it. He then talked you through your tasks, and told you that you can start tomorrow if you felt well enough. Then walked to the decanter, poured you a glass of gin, and a glass of whiskey for himself.

-To new beginnings.

-To new beginnings. - you smiled at him, blue eyes sparkling for the first time he saw you.

[jaedreaminn]

I'll wait for you to like me

Pairings: Mark x Reader «past» Jeno x reader.

Characters: Mark, Jeno, Donghyuck (Haechan), Ten «hinted» Jisung, Chenle, Jaemin.

Theme: fluff, confusion, angst(but not really), open ending, happy, playful.

Word count: 1.6k

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Mark knew he was the wallflower among his brothers. While his brothers played with people's hearts he studied. While his brothers fooled around he worked hard. While his brothers stole people's hearts to only break them he broke hearts through rejections.

He never messed around, always had good grades and his only friend was his half brother Donghyuck but not by choice, the youger just latched himself onto Mark the first time Mark spoke.

Mark liked his reputation of the heartless and cold brother. He liked being the most mysterious among his brothers. He liked keeping to himself. He liked his personal space. He looed music. He like how he was very sure of what he liked. And he knew for sure that he liked you.

But you liked Jeno....

So he kept his distance and watched from the side lines. He watched how Jeno tried to gain your trust and felt a pang in his heart when you trusted the boy. He watched how you agreed to dating Jeno and he watched how you slowly fell in love with his brother. His gut twisting in longing and jealousy.

He watched sadly the day Jeno broke your heart. And never in his life did he want to punch someone so bad, let alone the person he wanted to punch being his own brother but yet he didn't because he watched how Jeno loved you back but the moment things got a bit to real for his liking he spiralled and hurt you in the process.

He watched how Jeno would look at you so fondly and after you broke up he would secretly stare at you longingly when no one was watching. How he would constantly deny his feelings for you because his friends thought that it was uncool. How he said awful things about you to his awful friends that led him astray. He hated that he had to watch Jeno lose himself.

...

"You're the only other person here?" You had startled him one day as you leaned over his desk in the news room.

He blinked once to make sure he wasn't hallucinating before nodding, "Yes I run the school news paper"

You tilted you head to the side face scrunching cutely in confusion.

"I get the work done and quite perfectly at that so the school allows me to run it alone." Mark explained and felt lighthead when you smiled at him.

"Why are you here" he blurted out coldly before you could notice the change in his face from how much blood was travelling to it.

"Well I'm going to run the newspaper with you." You casually said. Cultural shock. That's what he went through that day.

And so before he knew it, it became a new norm to spend his afternoons with you in that small cramped up room with two desks and a printer.

And for once he wasn't just watching you, he was talking to you, laughing with you, working with you and getting into petty arguments with you which would just end with Mark being all red and flustered and you giggling away. And suddenly he knew he liked you even more. And maybe he wasn't the only one that knew that little fact. And that was a problem.

It happened on one of the monthly Sunday morning family breakfasts when Mr.Lee kept picking at Tens choice for the next step in the family business which included his lover so Ten, much to Mark's dismay changed the topic, "So Mark I heard you've been having fun at school these days?" His second eldest brother teased, wiggling his brows.

Mr. Lee's cocked an eyebrow at that piece of information but Mark simply hummed and got back to eating, enjoying his peace.

But when your brother's with Lee Donhyuck peace didn't come easy.

"Oh yes he has" the boy said and Mark looked at him confused, "He's been enjoying his time with y/n working for the school newspaper together"

Mark cursed in his head, side eyeing Jeno who seemed to freeze at your name expression cold.

"Yes it's nice to have company" Mark mumbled as the topic changed yet again to something about the trouble Haechans been causing.

...

Mark watched how Jeno distanced himself from him and how his brother who was usually sweet eye smiles and mischievous laughs was now curt nodds and cold eyes.

The one thing he knew he hated was fighting with his brothers. And even though him and Jeno weren't really fighting they weren't talking to eachother either.

His mood changed drastically, sullen at the change in attitude from his younger brother but he doubts anybody would have noticed.

That's why he was shocked when you placed a cup of boba milk tea on his desk saying "because you were sad and needed cheering up" before scrunching your nose cutely and adding "and because you're the only weirdo that doesn't like coffee"

And he looked at you in awe, mouth sliglty agape and you chuckled leaning down and closing it for him as he startled at the contact recalling behind a bit.

"So Markie boy what's got you so worried" you asked sitting yourself down on his desk as he flushed over the nickname.

"My brother" he said hesitantly and saw your face harden, he knew you knew of his relation to your ex but you guys never spoke about it.

"What happened" you still asked him, expression neutral.

"Just a little confusing times between us so there's a cold war going on" he said with a defeated sigh and your lips curved downwards.

"I've see how close you are to your brothers' and how much you care for them" you said and Mark was surprised you knew that, "Whatever it is it's going to pass. After all you guys are the infamous Lee brother's. A family of old money where the brothers dont hate eachother" you joked without knowing how true and rare that was and how much he cherished that fact. Especially since all his father wanted them to do was to get 'ambitious' and steal the buisness back from Ten.

So Mark had decided that very day to confront Jeno after school, waiting patiently at his brothers car.

"You're here to talk I'm guessing?" Jeno voice called out and Mark turned around to see him walking towards the car with a friend's Mark didn't recognise, a really tall boy with pink hair, a short one with orange hair and one Jenos height with blond hair and a blue fringe.

Jeno waved goodbye to the boys as he seperated ways from them and approached Mark.

"Who are they?" Mark couldn't help but ask.

"They're from the dance team." Jeno replied not looking at his brother at all.

"You've been avoiding me" Mark accused angry that the boy coildnt even look at him now and Jeno nodded, "You're right"

"Why" Mark asked with a frown.

"Well..."

"It's because of y/n isn't it?" Mark cut Jeno off, "If your uncomfortable with me working on the newspaper with y/n then I can-"

"Can what?" Jeno laughed catching Mark off guard, "Can quit? And then what let the newspaper die with you? I actually enjoy reading those." Jeno smiled at Mark who just stood there dumbfounded.

"Look I was being petty, I broke up with y/n ages ago. If you have feelings for y/n then go for it, I shouldn't hold you back" Jeno said with a sad smile.

"But don't you like..."

"I do. But I was dumb and now I'm too late so go shoot your shot" Jeno said with a pat on Marks back and smiled sadly as he watched his brother run off to meet you. Maybe he'll get over you if dating you makes his quite and overworking brother happy and atleast a little carefree.

"Y/N!" Mark called out as he ran towards you, starteling you.

"Go out with me" he blurted as soon as he was infront of you and your eyes widened but a frown made its way to your face soon after.

"Is this some joke?" You asked angrily and Mark seemed genuinely confused.

"Look I thought you were nice but now you're trying to pull the same stunt Jeno did?" You yelled and Mark looked taken back.

"W-what no. I would never!" he replied immediately.

"I want to believe that's true but it probably isn't" you said as your eyes slowly started to glisten. "Is this funny to you Mark?"

"What? No! No y/n I really like you, have liked you way before Jeno did I swear this isn't a game" he said quickly, holding onto your hand in hopes of conveying his sincerity. But it only made you more doubtful.

"Even if it was true Mark I d-dont want to like anyone again for a while" you said tone sad and Mark felt bad, maybe he didn't think this through.

"I'll wait then" it was your turn to look confused

"Then I'll wait for you to be ready to like someone again."

You sighed but the gesture seemed so sweet and from what you knew from the little time you spent with him in that small room daily was that Mark wasn't a good liar, "It may take a long while and I might not even end up liking you. You think you're okay with that?"

Mark eyes sparkled with something unreadable but it was definitely something good. He nodded his head, determined, "No matter how long and with how little hope I have, I'll wait for you to like me."

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Lee brother's- A mini series

Previous part: Lee Taeyong

Next part: Ten Lee

[rip-a-dip-dip-you-potato-chip]

what have I created?

idk if yall like this, but they just exist not i guess :/

ok the the first one is Royalty AU

first things first, when I say Royalty AU, I don't mean the classic shit we've all become accustomed to. Im talking about the good old Chinese royalty! And I want to emphasize that these guys will/should be dressed in century appropriate attire. As someone thats read a handful of 'marinette, princess of china' fics from the ML Fandom, I've noticed a common trend. Marinette wouldn't be in the culturally appropriate clothes, always ballgowns. Not that there's something wrong with it, its just most of if not all these fic are set in China, so I'd expect Chinese royalty to dress as THERE dress code calls for. And since this AU takes place far in the past like, it won't make sense for any of the characters to be in royal clothing that wasn't from there region. I'm not trying to white knight/gatekeeping. Im Guyanese not Chinese. But since JTTW and Monkie Kid take place in China, it's only right. In my opinion that it. You don't have to outright agree with me.

With out of the way, it's time for that good old AU crack

- Wukong is the king of the Flower Fruit kingdom(or a different one if you'd like, again I'm only familiar with what western culture has taught me, but I'll try my hardest) 

- he’s single but rumor has it he used to/still is dating the Vigilante/thief The Six Eared Macaque

- *chants ShadowPeach violently* 

- no one know whether it true or not

- On of his wanders around the kingdom he finds an abandoned baby in a basket. 

- and no shit sherlock it's fucking baby Xiaotian 

- I think we all know where this is going because i'm a simp for Monkey Dad & Monkie Son shenanigans

- Xiaotian becomes prince

Shit, ill be referring to Xiaotian as Mk from now on, I mentioned this before in a fic I wrote for lmk that Mk's a nickname for Xiaotian for some reason- wait i don't have to explain my self to you people!

- Sun loves his son

- MK is treated differently by staff and others because he's not blood related to the king

- no one mistreats MK per say, because there King loved his adopted son, but words are said behind his back

- Sometimes MK hears what’s said, and he feels as if he won't live up to his dad’s legacy.

- He meets Mei during a festival

- Mei is from a noble family, that wouldn't mind if they got a connection into the royal family.

- but it becomes hella clear to Mei’s family very fast that the two are just friends, and will always will be. but hey there daughter is bffs with the prince so that's a plus.       

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- the Demon Bull Family is rules a kingdom as well, I dont/am not creative enough to think of a name I leave that to you.

- It's a common misconception that DBK is a tyrant, when he’s not. 

- most of the time...

- they have been at war with the Monkey King for some time now and settled for a peace agreement.

- that agreement being there sons to marry

- oooo original i know

- MK and Red Son are roughly the same age, Mk being 20 and RS 22

- RS is revolted/disgusted at the idea of being wed to the Monkey Kings child, even more so when he realizes MK is adopted,

- but, that all changes the second he meets MK while he meets him by accident when he gets kinda lost in the palace when he and his parents go to discuss the arrangements.

- the second he looks at MK, he's instantly in love. MK less so, he's nervous and honestly kinda bummed he's not marrying someone he loves but it's for the good of his ppl, and he'll do anything for them.

- RS isn't even aware that MK is Suns adopted son until MK walks him back to the meeting room.

"Oh There you are MK! I was about to have a servant go fetch you!" Sun Wukong says, gesturing for his boy to come sit with him.

"S-sorry for keeping you waiting I got caught up in my lessons with Mr. Tang" MK responds, sitting next to his father. Red Son looked gobsmacked. The beautiful young man he had bumped into, was the prince of this land? Damn, life truly blessed him. Or cursed him depending on how you looked at it.

- the two are left alone in a separate room for a while.

- And MK straight up tells RS why he's agreeing to this union.

"Look Red Son. I've dreamed about meeting my one true love for a while. And I would give almost anything for that dram to be real. But I wouldn't ever dare give up my people, for as there price they mean more to me. I'm doing this for them, no other reason" MK says, his back straight and hands folded neatly in his lap. The look in his eyes was a mix of sadness, but that was drowned out by loyalty and determination. It just made Red Son fall for him even harder. Clearing his throat Red spoke.

"I understand, for im doing this for the betterment of my people to. But I propose a wager"

"A wager?"

"Yes, if i can make you fall in love with me by years end, before our marriage, we can live together like in the fairy tales from far away. But if I fail, in a years time afterwards you will be permitted to find your own path in life" Red Son stated. MK took a moment to process what was happening.

"So, if you succeed in making me fall in love with you, before our marriage we can live happily ever after?" Red Son nodded in response, letting the younger continue.

"And if I shouldn't fall for you, in a years time after our union, im free to leave?" Red Son nodded once more.

"So, what do you say?"

...

"Deal"

In the end, your free to choose their fate, should Red Son win the hart of Mk? Will he fail? Or will he let him go, and let him travel the country, after all Mk's a free spirit and keeping him trapped in a big house is like keeping a cannery trapped in a cage only for its song, only for it to dul. Or will the unthinkable happen and will both boys find their freedom? together or appart? I don't know, because that's all up to you 😉

personally, I’m partial to where MK and Red Son both find freedom together. Like they straight up run away together to somewhere far away and just live out there lives together. 

this could also be genderbent thing as well. MK or Red as their respective counterparts. Again it doesn't have to be, but it’s whatever bro. im just spitting out the idea. 

Also, there is a main side plot that they fight the WBS throughout the year as well, along with other shenanigans you wanna throw in.

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The second is a My Hero Academia/BNH/MHA AU

truth be told i'm not a big fan of MHA i think it to over hyped(this is also coming from the same person that’s a Fairy Tail fan lol), and the fandom i don't even know how to describe that mess, but I will admit not the whole of its toxic since every fandom has some toxic members, some even more so. 

I just sometimes find myself enjoying MHA AUs like the Fullmetal Alchemist, Danny Phantom, Evil!Deuk AU and several others. 

to make it clear I don't see this AU taking place the same time as the main plot of the actual Anime/Manga. This could be either like 6-10 years before or after the plot idk bro. But i’ll do this after the main story plot of MHA, so keep that in mind ya? another thing, the gang is still in China, the top hero school in the world just so happens to be in Japan, and it’s only ever mentioned by Sun wukong and other pro heros. So MK never attended AU. in short it’s only ever mention/ reference.  

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- Mk was considered Quirkless as a kid. 

- he was just a late blumer, i swear  

- Mai’s Quirk is called Dragon. 

- it pretty much works the same way as it does in the show(duh)

- Tang’s got a knowledge Quirk, 

- my man can retain information and he’s basically an archive of information drawback being his personality lol 

- Piggsy is a Animal that gained a Quirk

- in cannon to my current knowledge, there are two other characters that can confirm animals can become sentient. the characters being Fumikage Tokoyami, & Nezu the principal at the school UA.  

- Sandy is just Conner Kent, aka he like superman but can't fly, or shoot lasers from his eyes. And blue.  

I have two scenarios for Macaque and Wukong  

*- The first one is that, Sun Wukong & Macaque are brothers. twins to be exact. 

- they where legit people, but have mutation quirks that made them too like monkeys. 

- the added powers were just a boues. 

- Sun and Mac are close growing up, like there brothers but also best friends.

- the draw back to there quirks could honestly be whatever you want bro idk, same with the others tbh. Personally I like to think Sun just has lack of motivation, and Macaque needs to draw on other people's energy.

- Sun is a hero, Monkey KIng and Mac is a villain Six Eared.

- Sun was always treated has the golden child in the family, Mac always resented that, but there shitty up bring didn’t stop the two from being good brothers to one another.

- soon tho the resentment became hatred when Sun was able to attend UA in Japan, while Mac didn't.

- Mac be angy 

- so he became a villain, and joined the Chinese branch of the LOV(league of villains)

- Sun doesn't know this till he finds out during the all out war during the main story. and by that time he’s a full on hero with is own agency(The Flower Fruit agency)    

- when the hero's ultimately win and Mac is arrested 

- This ultimately hurts Sun a lot, his brother was in jail now, arrested for his involvement and wrong doings, he knew nothing about this! this brother, his blood. A bad guy? why? he hadn't seen his brother since he left for UA, he hadn’t seen him when he came home, and started his agency. 

- this just puts Sun into a funk so he’s not as active as he used to be, and he starts thinking he might need a successor 

*- The second one is that they were two separate people that had similar quirks and both attended UA but Sun ended up in the hero corse. so 1A.

- Both Macaque and Sun have similar quirks, Sun’s is obviously more light based while Macaque’s is more shadow based(this applies to the first one as well)    

- Macaque was placed in class 1B, U.A.’s High's Heroics Department, I believe, you can correct me. 

- In cannon Class 1A and 1B both went to the training camp. I can see the teachers pinning Sun and Macaque against each other to hone their skills. 

- And because of that they become great friends    

- In fact when they graduate they both co-found there hero agency together in China and are a duo.

- But due to Monkey King’s popularity and Six Eared's association with shadows(people sometimes saying he has more of a villains quirk than a heros) the public see’s Macaque as Sun’s sidekick when thats far from the truth. 

- now it’s up to you whether you think that Wukong and Macaque would be in a relationship together, but knowing how cooked we all are, ShadowPeach is a thing here more than likely. 

- If you do or don’t support/ like the ShadowPeach aspect, the two would be living together regardless since its more cost efficient. 

- They my be heroes but living costs are expensive!   

- I would imagine there would have been a huge fight/argument between the two in privet of course, at there home.(or in there shared office if you want the extra angst of the other people they work with hearing them fight)   

- If the two are dating, then this would either lead to an out right breakup, or Macaque just up and leaving with Wukong thinking he’ll come back once he’s cooled off. But after a week, with no sign of his partner, or him answering texts or calls, not even coming into work. Wukong gets worried that something might have happened to him. so there wouldn't be a confirmation if they were still a thing or not. 

- But Wukong remains hopeful, despite the nagging at the back of his head, and gut telling him to go find Macaque, or atleast make a public statement, or even just tell another pro hero about it.   

- on the not so shippy side, Macaque and Wukong still have there argument, and much like the ShadowPeach esc side, Macaque up and leaves, and isn't seen for weeks. the only difference here is that when Wukong comes home one night to there flat, most if not all of Macaques stuff is gone. 

- where as if this was the ShadowPeach side, Macaque leaves all of his possession in the flat he and wukong share. for the simple reason being, he still loves him and wants to go back, but Macaque being Macaque can’t bring himself to do it, especially after seeing just how hurt Wukong looked when he yelled at him just before he left.  

- in other words, ANGST DIALED UP TO A 10 BABY  

- in either case, its a news report that confirms Wukong's suspicions that he desperately didn’t want to believe, and that is Macaque turning into a villain.

- much like if the two were brothers, Wukong just can’t take it and is no longer as active as he once was, and is thinking about, either A) Retirement  B) Saying, “Fuck Society, Be Gay Do Crime” and join Macaque as a villain himself, or C) find a successor, and a way to bring Macaque back to there side, but most importantly, back to him.    

- also extra points if you're after people's hearts and want to make them suffer;  - If there dating, Wukong curle’s up in the bed he and Macaque shared, holding/wearing something of great value to Macaque and just crying himself to sleep, where as Macaque is getting wasted on alcohol, as he stumbles out of the bar he’s in, he either see’s something that reminds him of Wukong or while he’s trying to put his wallet back into his pocket, a photo of them on their first date fall’s out. and Macaque just cries in a nearby alley way. And it’s there where he gets indoctrinated into the League.

       - If there just friends, macaque heads to the nearest forest and just levels it, where as Wukong just gets engrossed into his work, trying not to think about it. you could add you own spin on this, again i'm just spitballing.             

- NOW BACK TO MK! :D     

- Obviously MK is a huge Monkey King fan     

- at Twenty MK has come to terms he's quirkless (HE’S NOT)

-for ANGST reasons MKs fokes kicked him out at this realization at 13.

- he works at Piggsy's Noodle shop, and has been since he was 14.

- don't need a quirk to drive or cook!

- the boy lives a content life with his new family, till DBK happens :D

- DBK runs a Mafia(in conjunction with TLOV) and has been in jail for like 5 years thanks to Monkey King, PIF and RS brake him out one night when MK's out making a late night delivery since Piggsy had the bright idea to go 24/7 service!

- one thing leads to another and Mk somehow manifest what looks like the Monkey King's staff, but its not, it’s MKs powers, it just so happens to be the same power the Monkey King has. And it practically goes down the same way in the pilot. 

- but unlike the pilot Mk and Mei go straight to the FF Agency, after making a panicked call to Pigsy and Tang.

- one way or another Mk are lead into Wukongs office. Mei being forced to stay in the lobby.

- they have there convo, butterfly monkey squishing included.

- "And so, I want you do be my success-" BOOM 💥

- from there they rush downstairs and see that the lobby has been infiltrated by the DB fam, and you know fight.

- once the DB family seems like there down, PIF wisks them away. Much to Monkey King’s displeasure.

From there stuff kind plays out like cannon, the calabash ep is just a conjoint quirk the Demon bros have. As for EP9, ill have to script that one out myself lol. I'll get onto it as soon as my will to commit stabs me in the face. Till then have a dancing Kermit the frog.

Now if you'll excuse me, am about to Kermit a felony :D

(For legal reasons thats a joke)

Psst @writingamongther0ses its done

[hangmansradio]

I am someone who was "cancelled" in the MCR fandom, but not one of the people who reached out to you yet. I spend very very little time on social media and despite writing in the MCR fandom, I dont follow any of the members or keep up to date with latest news. So, I missed the memo that Grant had said they are non binary.

Instead of informing me of their pronouns change, I was absolutely hounded by a particular circle of people on twitter who I believed to be my friends. I was not perfect, far from it, and at first didn't want to change Grant's pronouns in my existing fics and instead, said I would do so going forward. Safe to say, this was the worst thing I could have said and... cue the witch hunt.

I too had death threats, and was branded a turf. My works on AO3 never gained much attention, so luckily the hate I did receive was on a very small scale that didn't appear to surpass the hellish gates of twitter.

I haven't returned to MCR fic, and I never will. I now write for another fandom, and I'm much, much happier.

You're not alone in what you've gone through. It is shit, and it shouldn't happen to us, but it did and in a way, I'm not entirely regretful. It opened my eyes as to what certain people in the fandom were like, and how toxic it had been getting.

I hope that like me, you can try to take some positives out of a shitty situation. All my love, H x

I'm so, truly sorry that happened to you. It sounds almost identical to what happened to me and so I know how very painful it is. I too was branded a Terf which all "my real life" trans and non-binary friends had a good, hard laugh about. If it weren't for them and their support, I don't know how much deeper into darkness I'd have gone.

I found some peace by reaching out with the Discord chat, offering to talk in person to those who were trying so hard to hurt me. My friends wanted to be in there too, just to offer support because at the time I made so many excuses for the hate I was receiving - clearly these people are hurting deeply and maybe some older friends from the queer community would help ease some pain. But in the end no one took me up on the offer to talk in person and that started me thinking perhaps they weren't so willing to listen, and just wanted to be angry.

Since then, I've heard so many stories from other targeted writers that now I'm certain in my assessment. Sadly, a small group exists within this fandom who just want to bully, hurt and tarnish other writers. They punch down at people they know can't fight back, instead of punching up at the actual systems and websites that do harm LGBTQ+ communities.

I've always loved AO3 for its wonderful tagging system. And the number one rule of fanfiction was always 'dont like, don't read'. There's no reason why my fics, or anyone elses, should be targeted for anything, because it's not the writers' jobs to cater for their readers. It's our jobs as readers to use the tags to read what we like and ignore what we don't.

I still don't know if I'll ever return to MCR. But at one point I thought I'd never write again at all, period. It made me sick to even think of it. But hearing from so many others who have been left feeling that way because of hate directed at them has filled me with a fire to get back writing.

I'm glad you've managed to take some positives out of your experience, and I truly wish you all the best for the future 💜

[oh-for-fic-sake]

Day At The Races

You find yourself competing with Bruce on the track.

Masterlist 

Warnings: Innuendo's, Swearing

A/n have some fluff, hope you enjoyxx

(Not my gif)

Day At The Races

Taglist @125bluemachine125

You took a deep breath as Bruce parked the car in the school parking lot there was tonnes of people walking around all making there way to the field where the days festivities were being held. You leaned back looking at him smiling lightly

"Sweets its fine there isn't any press here its families only." he pulled up a hand placing a kiss to it then your wrist and arm tugging you close trailing kisses along your arm until he placed a kiss on your cheek making you giggle when he nuzzled you rubbing his light scruff on your cheek.

"Hey no beard burn!"

"First time I've heard that seriously tho today will be fine"

"I know but its the first time we've been out since going public.... people are going to watch and judge especially after the other articles..." he sighed running his thumb across your hand he understood he really did the media had blown up about your relationship as expected but some had gone beyond, many had nice things to say but a few had been critical saying that you was the billionaires answer to a midlife crisis and that you'd be out of the picture, soon enough others followed making articles base solely around your age gap calling you a gold digger a whore without saying the word Bruce as promised had his legal team taking them to court on your behalf for slander. Hell one had made you cry as it was so nasty saying vile things interviews with 'child hood friends' who you hadn't even remembered crawled out of the wood work fabricating stories of raunchy sexual escapades and such claiming you was a high paid 'anything goes' escort and that's how you really met Bruce, it had made him so angry he didn't even bother to go to court he bought the magazine outright and stopped the printing sacking half of the company as well as the ceo and editorial managers. 

"Just remember I'm with you. I love you and I've got your back we're a team sweets"

"I love you to" you both leaned in kissing each other you got butterflies in your chest as you both pulled away exiting the car you walked around to bruce he took your hand in his locking the car and led you down towards You eyed the people around you, they were watching you judging you. some scoffed you hear whispers from some people about what you were waering, you looked down you didnt think you looked bad. Bruce like you in these leggings well by the way he had pounced on you when you slid them on grabbing and squeezing your ass in them you assumed he had, they were a false matte black leather look you top was a baggy plain whit on the front on the back was a big patch of a cat saying dont be a pussy... probably not the best choice but you felt cute.

You noticed others women eyeing Bruce it was rare for him to be seen out not in a suit or some variation of it ,receiving looks from many of the mothers and older sisters of the students. Not that you could blame them he was in a tight fit black tee and tasteful dark sweats he had come dressed for the dreaded parents race...You never were one for a man in sweats but damn if he didn't look mouthwatering.. if only they were a tad lower, he caught you looking smirking at you then lifted a thumb to the corner of your mouth.

"Your drooling there sweets hold still." you slapped his hand away 

"I was not!" he laughed using the opportunity to grasp your offending hand kissing your palm before holding it tight walking to the desk informing them of your arrival as bruce signed you both in you saw many women glaring at you. You pulled back a little from him he noticed giving your hand a squeeze then moved to hold your hip pulling you to walk beside him.

"Ignore them they are just jealous.... an ass like yours would cost them a lot of money." you squeaked as he pinched your bottom.... he seemed obsessed with it today, you was tankful as his antics were taking your mind off of the glances you was receiving.Bruce quickly navigated the crowds with you arriving at the booths made for parents to sign up to participate in some events he grabed a pen and began filling in for the parents races. Each pupil had a number the parents would get a corresponding number to pin to themselves for the race gaining points for their children adding to their total's helping them to win prizes. He passed the pen to you once filling everything in, you bit your lip writing down your name for the mothers race for Jack freezing you hovered the pen above damien's name bruce smiled leaning down he kissed your ear lightly before speaking quietly in your ear so close you could feel his breath.

"You'd run for him?" you nodded still debating if it was a good idea, it was your first semi public apperance you didnt want to rock the boat. 

"Yes... I want to but....It could cause an uproar people could make assumptions." he stood behind you still holding your hip in one hand the other coverd your hand holding the pen making a tick mark beside his sons name kissing the back of your neck.

"Fuck them you want to run the mothers race for my son do it... and I'll run the dads for Jack."he said letting you put down your name before taking back the pen doing the same for jack.

"and I hope to meet you in the winners race."

"Something tells me you'd throw it just to see my ass" he grunted at you

"Nope I always win these things I wouldn't throw them for anything and besides I don't have to throw a race to look at it, I'll look at it when I damn well please, as is my right" you chuckled at him shaking your head

"What ever you say boss man" before being interupted by someone clearing there throat. You both turned to see a barbie who had obviously rearranged herself pulling the tops of her expensive tits out of the yoga top hanging out obscenely trying to gain his attention. You rolled your eyes as a blonde came up behind you both a sultry look fluttering her eyelashes at your man.

"Can I please?" she said motioning to the pen in Bruce's hand her eye scanning him from head to toe licking his lips. He smiled politely handing it to her you scowled at her.

"Of course come on love" he said leading you away you looked down a little. 

"Dont let it get to you sweets. They will try, they will always try love"

"I know dosent mean I have to like it tho....Its just hard and I'm trying to behave for your sake. I cant exactly call her out and smack the shit out of her" he grunted twitching in his sweats rearranging himself 

"Not if you don't want to be caught being railed on the field no"

"Bruce! are you always thinking about sex? seriously were in a school"

you shouted laughing pushing him lightly as he laughed pulling you back ton him placing you in front as he walked resting his chin on your shoulder whispering huskily into your ear.

"Well this is where me met.... its on my list"

"No!. Do not even go there with your stupid fucking list"

"Don't knock the list...You could have one if you want...I'm sure we could find a way to sneak away for five minutes or so, we could try Mr Kolemans office"

"Oh? and when do you ever finish in five minutes?" he shrugged sending you cheeky look

"Just because I haven't doesn't mean I cant" you shook you head rolling your eyes at him. You quickly noticed the blond from earlier was sticking close the the both of you, Bruce had noticed but kept quiet ignoring her as you made your way across to the boys events. You grunted as she tailed you all the way down the field even as you both sat on the grass you sat between Bruce's legs he pulled you close making a point to touch and hold you. She was always trying to be in sight of Bruce twirling her hair and fluttering her eyes at one point bending over in front of him wiggling her boney ass. You seethed knowing what she was doing but unable say anything.

"You know...You could say something...I really wouldn't mind..Quite the opposite I would enjoy having you get all territorial just a quick snap? growl? anything?" you rolled your eyes as he began grinding against you making sure you felt just how much he would enjoy it

"Bruce behave youself!!"you slapped his thigh making him grunt and hiss leaning forward capturing your ear between his teeth suckling your lobe

"Go oonn you know you want to, do it for me?" he continued kissing down your neck you flushed as she scoffed as Bruce sucked a new mark onto your neck. You would not start a cat fight over Bruce, not that you didn't want to fight for him just that you didn't need to. He was yours. But it didn't mean you wasn't self conscious as the slim woman tried to gain his attention. Tho he made himself quite clear with his little display just who it was he desired. You shook your head trying to rise above her pettiness. Spotting the boys you waved then pointed them out to Bruce who was now satisfied with his fresh mark pulled away with a soft kiss. Jack and Damien sat across from you, Jack waved back then nudged Damien who smiled nodding to you. First was the throwing events then we moved to the jumps. 

"Whats Damien doing?"

"He is doing high jump he is band from long jump."

"What? why?"

"He... clears the sand.... by quite a bit so he cant do it now, the others cant compete with him"

"That doesn't sound fair being banned for being good at it" he sighed.

"And he was holding back"

"Wow so he's and agile little bugger then"

"Heh you have no idea" you both watched the kids participate in their events moving across the field. Throughout the day you saw a pattern Damien was top across the board. In every single event he did. The boy didn't even break a sweat as he was leaving all of the others in the dust, you got the distinct feeling he was holding back. Especially as you saw Bruce motion for him to slow down.

"Bruce what the fuck! your sons a beast how the fuck can he do that im pretty sure he just broke a world record?" you cried as he won the hurdles a good 50 seconds before Jack came in second place. you pulled out your phone to do a google search on hurdle world records Bruce sighed running a hand across the back of his neck.

"...Well he likes fitness and sports I may have updated the manor's gym for him" you snapped your head to him.

"Hang on whoa a gym? where the hell have you hid a gym?" he faltered which was unlike him before quickly snapping out of it stuttering.

"Err well it's-its at the back in the old part,its not fully finished I don't want you going in there it has potentially dangerous equipment in there, professional stuff you need to be taught how to use them." you nodded unconvinced before hearing an anouncement.

"All parents participating in the parental race please come and collect your numbers" Bruce stood helping you up. You both walked to the table collecting the numbers 345 jack 352 for Damien pinning them to your tee shirts ,the fathers race was first you pulled Bruce in for a sweet kiss which he promptly tried deepening wrapping himself aroung you you giggle pulling back as he moved to kiss down your neck, you glowed red as the other parents watch out right some of the women were scoffing. You cupped his face.

"Good luck babe kick ass" he smiled kissing your lips again

"You to" he said before taking position on the start line you was awestruck as you watched him dominate the race, what ever Bruce had said about Damien in the gym was bullshit, it was genetics, pure dna it had to be as Bruce quickly made his way out front and stayed there he was miles away from the others you cheered as he made it across the finish line. Smiled Standing tall as the other runners crouched over panting some heaving there faces purple. You took your place on the starting line noting that blondy was in the line up doing some bullshit yoga stretches drawing attention to herself, although you was on the larger side than  the other women you was confident. In school you had been on the track team, not only that this was Gotham being able to run was a survival skill that most of these women didn't need to master in their gilded castles. You crouched looking down the track taking a slow breath flexing the muscles in your legs warming them with extra blood flow as the others got in position. The teacher counted down and you were off you stayed near the back pacing yourself letting the others wear themselves out before going in for the win, as predicted the others all took off in a full sprint loosing steam quickly. Half way down the track you took it up a notch sprinting slowly building up to full speed passing the women one by one hearing the curses and gasps as you took the lead even then you pushed on breaking away further and further finally crossing the finish line Bruce high fived you.

"Where the hell did that come from?"

"Track team, you never start with sprinting." he shook his head now the top three of each would race one another you noticed with glee that blondy hadn't made it through, she maybe skinny but you were fitter and you couldn't help being smug. You all lined up looking to Bruce you don't care about beat the others just him but you had no hope in winning against him outright so would have to try some underhanded tactics smiling slyly.

"Hey babe?" you bent over a little wiggling your ass he glanced at you wetting his lips eyeing your bent over form as the teacher to position starting to count down. 

"Yeah"

"Is it obvious I'm not wearing anything underneath these?" you said pulling on your leggings he gasped standing up quickly turning to look at your ass.

"You what?!" you laughed running as the race began Bruce missing the call swore quickly following a few seconds you as you took a healthy lead the others now tired from the previous race, you glanced behind you seeing him quickly gaining on you, not even in his lane he'd merged into yours and he looked determined but his eyes were glued to you ass,

"Just you wait!" he shouted out to you squealing you pushed harder trying to stay ahead of him laughing unable to stop yourself from tucking your ass below you as you heard his heavy steps just behind you fully expecting him to grab you.

"No! Bruce! I'm sorry!" you shouted as he was practically on top of you as you crossed the finish line

"Sorry?! you get your ass here!!" but you didn't stop dodging him for a few more moments, in that moment you didn't care about the damn race you screamed as he finally caught you around the waist lifting you up crushing you against him.

"That was really a really dirty trick woman" he said you laughed he placed you down in front him your back to him then smoothed his hands across your ass raking his fingers up and down before giving you a quick spank you flushed knowing full well no matter how discreet he was trying to be someone was bound to have seen that.

"You little tease!" he growled once he felt the the seam of your underwear he moved hugging you from behind pulling you back grinding into your ass lightly. 

"Just you wait until I get you to the car" you mewled at the threat rubbing back against him feeling his significant bulge pressing insistently at your ass 

"Is that a promise Mr Wayne?" he groaned into your neck. Turning you saw that you had indeed come first gaining both boys extra points.

"Ha I won!!" you laughed

"Yes you won, but at what cost?" you froze turning to look at him wide eyed 

"Cost? what do you mean cost? Bruce?" he just laughed pulling away from you as he waved over at the boys both of them shrinking into their shoulders at the public display you'd given everyone. He walked over to the table to hand in his numbers you followed at a safe distance

"Bruce? What cost? hey! don't ignore me!" He did tho chuckling to himself deciding to let your mind dwell on what could be in store for you. 

[chibbybish]

Scream (Kozik x Reader)

Part 2

[requested by: @hermankopusortizorsumshite]

[word count: 976]

[reading time: 00:07:48]

I felt my body being dragged out of cold water. After I opened my eyes, I realised I was not at all wet, I was never in any water.

I was laying on a hospital bed, bandaged. My body was still sore, I still had a hard time moving it. But the water felt so real. I was calm for a few seconds, admiring the sunlight from the bottom of a river.

Now, the only light I could see was the one coming from the ceiling. I never liked that depressing, white hospital light, nor hospitals in general. Their smells had a negative effect on me, on my body, my mind, my whole darn being.

The white door opened, and a familiar face entered the room.

"Hey, y/n.." Tara smiled at me as she approached my bed. "Do you remember me?" She asked.

How could I ever forget her, to begin with? She was there every time I was being ignorant and had hurt myself badly.

I shook my head.

"It hurts." I tried to say. "It hurts." I repeated.

"I know, sweetheart." She caressed my hair. "You have wounds all over your body." She informed me.

"Kozik." I said in a weak voice. "Where?" I asked with the last bit of strength in my body.

"I will tell you, in time. You need to rest." Was the reply I got from her.

I don't know how I did it, but I grabbed her arm with all my might and brought her face inches away from mine.

"Where is he?" I asked once again, feeling my body failing me.

Someone took Tara away from me and helped her exit the room.

I swear I could see her cry, but my legs didn't want to move, nor my mouth wanted to speak.

I felt dizzy as I threw myself on the bed again.

"You need to calm down." Jax entered the room.

"Kozik." With every word coming out of my mouth, I felt a little bit of my soul escaping my body. "Where?" I yelled. I thought my spirit would leave my body in the form of a beautiful, white butterfly and fly away.

I couldn't tell why was I so angry. The only thing I knew was that I needed to see him.

"Look, I need you to calm down. You haven't gained your power back, you can't tire yourself like this." Jax said and I was now sure that something was terribly wrong. Something hideous had happened.

"Kozik!" I screamed, making Jax ran towards me, trying to calm me down.

Chibs and Opie got into the room, closing the door behind them.

"Y/n, look at me." Jax grabbed one of my arms, while Chibs grabbed the other. Opie made sure no one else would get in the room.

All this crying made me weaker. I gave up trying to call out his name, instead I laid down on my bed again and blankly stared at the ceiling. At the white light I've always hated.

I started making up all kinds of scenarios in my head, while blur images would attack my head every few seconds.

"Run! Run and dont look back!" I heared his voice, but I couldn't remember why or when or where he had told me those words, that frightened me so.

"You need to rest, lass." Chibs said. The blood was still on his hands.

The absence of physical power made me angry, angrier than any other time.

I wanted to run to him. But I didn't know where he was or what had happened to him.

"But.." I tried to say. "But.." the situation was devastating. What had happened to me that caused me to lose every bit of my power?

Jax must have seen my struggle. He kneeled next to me and looked into my eyes with the most apologetic look.

"Every question will be answered. On time." He smiled but I wasn't persuaded.

"Kozik." I said once again. My body was desperate to feel him.

The door of the room opened once again. Opie backed up, letting Clay, Tig, Bobby and Juice get inside.

They all looked worried and tired, hurt and desperate.

They all looked at me.

"We should tell her now, Jax." Clay said in a low, raspy voice I've never heard before.

"You're only gonna make things worse." Was Jax's reply.

A few tears escaped my eyes as I tried to move and talk.

Suddenly, Tara burst into the room, pushing everyone aside.

"You were pregnant?" She yelled.

"She what?" Chibs yelled, shocked.

"Were?" I asked, feeling my heart break. I couldn't stand anymore pain, at that point. But I had to know what had happened to Kozik.

I saw Tara moving nervously around the room, holding a paper.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Jax yelled. "You let us take you with us while you knew you were risking yours and the baby's life?" His rage scared me. "You knew it was a dangerous mission!" I could see his face changing color after color, but I didn't dare look him in the eyes.

"Scared." My mouth felt numb. I had gained a little strength back, but not enough to fully speak or move.

"Why were you scared lass? You didn't want to keep it?" Chibs asked me.

I shook my head in agreement.

Everybody stayed silent.

"Kozik was taken by the Mayans." Bobby said, impulsively.

That was the last thing I needed to hear for my heart to start sinking.

The machine next to my bed started making a beeping noise.

"She's having a panic attack." Tara said, trying to stay calm.

She called for a nurse and they injected something inside me that made me feel a lot calmer after a while.

"We will find him." Jax caressed my hair. "Even if we die trying."

[rrandomtthings]

Why i hate hawks and what i think about the heroes and villains :

Firstly I always thought of hawks to be really sus when i was watching bnha, and even before season 5 or when i started to read the manga this year. I didn’t trust that he was a good character and got really bad vibes from him. While everyone else liked him, I just couldn’t bring myself to see how. Sure he’s cool and I guess good looking to others. But I never understood why people could like him. Moving on. He’s a huge ahole. In season 5 , he really made me mad when he was treating tokoyami that way. Even though he ended up being a great teacher and helping him out, it still bugged me, idk but that’s my opinion. Now to the biggest reason I hate hawks, is what he had done twice. He had no reason . No reason to do that to him . Even though it was his job to betray the Lov, he really didn’t have to go down that path. Where was the good in killing twice? Making him think that they were friends, making him think that twice had another person to trust and someone else who understood . It's like hawks said right ? That he was only going to take him into custody, and help him change his ways . He said this right before he killed him off. And even more, what was the point at ALL for saving him from dabi’s fire???? What was the reason, if he was just going to kill him off himself . How is that being a hero ? Heroes are supposed to do anything to stop the villain, without causing deaths. There was no justice in killing twice, there was no justice in betraying the league, there was no justice in even giving the hero's information on the villains, because in the end, they just ended up having a huge war that they didn't even when, and let many heros die and villains get away, and everyone disagreeing with the heroes and having them against them. All i'm trying to say is , i don’t think hawks should be called a hero , and i hate him for what he has done, not only to twice, but also making things so much worse, gaining the trust of people who really believed him and then betrayed them, and for him getting justice for killing when isn't that a crime when the villains do it?

Speaking of heros. I don’t condone any of the villains for their crimes. But none of it would have happened if it wasn’t for society . The way I see it, it's the world's fault for how every villain turns out. No one is willing to help them. Listen to them. Understand their story . Villains, in my opinion, are understood people that lash out against the world, because the world turns their back on them. Just like what happened to Shigaraki when he was little. The old lady went up to him, gave him some type of hope that someone was there, got a good look at his appearance and she walked away and said “I'm sure the police or heroes will come soon” . Even the people on the street just gave him glances , not even bothering to see what's wrong.

“ After that, i left home and ran away . I had no idea what to do .” None of this would have happened if his family treated him better . “ What am i supposed to do now ?. Someone … Anyone… please tell me. Help me!”

“ But even so , in a society overflowing with heroes , I couldn't help but wonder if no one saving me was my punishment for killing my family “ . He even feels guilt for what happened, but he was put in a position where he had no choice, or that's what he was led to believe. That if he could take away the thing that led to his itchiness, he’ll finally be okay. He didn't know that it was a wrong thing, he was desperate to be finally okay, he didn't even know what to do , he didn't know what he was doing

“ If only he had done something , if only she had done something, I thought the itching went away but . If at that time, just one person had lent a helping hand … maybe all of the itchiness would have gone away.”

Why wasn't anyone there? Aren't heroes supposed to always be there, saving people, helping them, isn't society responsible for what happens around them since they are the ones who control how it can change and what happens to it from their actions? And then they wonder why things happen to them. Why not step into the villains shoes. Why can't the world just be kind , and right . But his itching went away, because just when he found himself all alone, surrounded by nothing but loneliness and getting hurt by the people around him, someone came to save him. And that person wasn't a hero, but a villain . Do you understand where I'm getting at? Of course shigaraki would grow up thinking that things that are illegal are okay, and why he turned out that way.

Fake heroes couldn't care less. They are in it for themselves , not giving a dang about anyone else. It's just for show. They just want to keep up appearances, show that they could never do wrong . But a true hero would keep fighting, and keep helping , making sure everyone was okay and preventing things from happening. He would fight for what's right. I dont think a true hero would let the villain get away of course, but they would look for the good in them and help them become a better person. Again, i do not condone the villains' actions. Because I do also believe that there are just some things that are purely evil and cannot be forgiven or even have an excuse for , but I'm saying, there are always two sides to a story. We just need someone who can look at both and make a change .Because maybe the heroes aren't really the people who should be getting praise in the story . In the end, sometimes the heroes are the hypocrites and the ones doing wrong. And we just need people to see that.

I don't know if I have a strong sense of justice, or think in grey, or maybe I'm just rambling. But I always felt strongly about these types of things. I am happy to share some more thoughts on bnha and some opinions and theories i have - 🔥❄️️

And anon!! You are super valid to have this opinion

I do understand where you’re coming from. I’m a very indecisive person. So when it comes to this situation I understand both sides. I understand why it was awful for Hawks to kill Twice, but I also understand why he had to do it. I generally agree with what you’re saying though and do understand where you’re coming from. But I also think it’s important to remember that Hawks did not want to kill Twice. It was 100% the worst case scenario — the scenario that had happened. It was an awful thing to do and you’re once again very valid to dislike him for this reason, totally understandable. I personally like Hawks bc,, he is the personification of what’s wrong with hero society. He was a child with a gifted quirk who was groomed to be what is perfect for societal standards — to be a good hero. He was stripped of everything from such a young age and to him,, this was normal. This shows how fucked up hero society is and how, being someone raised by the government, that has influenced his thinking. For example with the Twice situation and how he did not hesitate to hurt Twice

As for the villains, I 100% agree with you. They are a result of a failed hero society. Take Toga for example, she was completely trashed bc of her quirk. These people are pushed to villainy bc they literally have no where else to go. Where was Toga supposed to go after everyone treated her so horribly? Where was Dabi supposed to go after Endeavor? These people had no one. They are the result of a toxic mentality that revolves around quirks. The lesser or more “villainous” your quirk is, the further down you are in the chain. This was shown with Deku, but to a much lesser extent. Bc Deku was quirkless, he was treated like his quirk — he was treated like nothing. This is why I love villain!Deku AU’s so much bc,, it’s so interesting to think about where Deku would have gone if he had grown hatred for the people who treated him so horribly.

This reminds me of Ochakos question of “who saves the heroes” bc the answer is that the heroes save the heroes. They are the ones who are there for each other. This is why I want her to change her question to “who saves the villains” as she tries to save Toga,, bc who does save the villains? Bc it sure as hell isn’t the heroes

Also!! Pls feel free to come into my inbox at anytime!! I had a lot of fun analyzing and chatting about this <3

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Happy Birthday for Ningguang

In this special day of Ningguang's bday, I'm making this appreciation post and talk a bit about her.

a/n : ik that this is late but I still want to post this BECAUSE I LOVE NINGGUANG AND NONE CAN STOP ME

Ningguang is...

Ngl my first impression towards her is that she feels like evil sly fox that can betray you any moment but this is very wrong.

Ningguang is just a really smart person that knows what she's doing

To understand her better we need to look back on her life story before she became the Ningguang we know today.

Ningguang didn't come from rich or influential family, in fact she came from poor background. Every bits of mora that she earned is from her own hard work.

"Despite the multitude of affairs she deals with in a day, Ningguang always continues to press on. A rare gem indeed. I'm reminded of the time that she used to walk barefoot from Yaoguang Shoal to the south wharf, trying to sell her wares as she went. Time is cruel to humans."

- Zhongli

With such background, Ningguang's life was not easy. Ningguang's mind is trained to work harder and smarter than everyone else in order to get out of poverty.

She wished to get out of poverty and become wealthy.

This is Ningguang's dream and ambition.

In a business world, one must understand what card their opponent is holding and what kind of strategy to hit checkmate on them all, this is exactly what Ningguang been doing all these times. She's very observant and quick to act on the informations that she gained. With every win from her strike, she gains more and more power and wealthiness. With more of those, she becomes more influential than ever before which is a very good investment for more power.

Ningguang understand the basic of investment very well. That includes her investment on Liyue.

Many people have encountered her in many different ways and everyone described her differently from one another. This proves that Ningguang understand how to give different impressions on different types of people that she met (that's one mad skill over there). Knowing how to present yourself is one of strategy to gain a win in any game, and combined with knowing what your opponent is doing? That's literally checkmate. Ningguang should play business game with Diluc someday lmao. With such ability to understand other people minds and deed, she's also become trained for sharp observation to trust someone, so don't be offended when she doesn't trust people easily because she knows this very well.

Being rich is nice and good but that doesn't change Ningguang's true self. Her dream and ambition are merely to gain as much as she can from her hardwork, never to become someone new. People can slander her for whatever she has done in this world, but that is just her smart work, not who she really is

Ningguang is only doing what she likes but never prioritize herself over another. She understands how to give balance for everything between herself and other people. How to gain as much benefit and agreement but with balanced deal. She never made rash decisions, she always think of them thoroughly, and never based of momentary sentiments.

That's why her constellation is called 'The Balance' :3

She become Tianquan of Qixing not just for her business benefits but also because she wants to bring balance in Liyue.

Did you know? Liyue was used to be filled with sneaky merchants that fraud each other and even trample over other people / common folk. Ningguang was one of the common folk before and ofc she knew that such fraudness is wrong. This could also be the reason why she's working to the top just to change this.

Ever since Ningguang become the Tianquan of Qixing, many regulations over Liyue business and contracts, etc. are changed to scale balance over everyone. That is one super skill of a human there. Even when she already made balanced rule over everyone, some people still break them anyways (like Beidou).

Next thing is about her Jade Chamber. We know that Jade Chamber is built by her own wealth and it's become her home and office site as the Tianquan. But we know that she's willing to sacrifice Jade Chamber when that Vortex god attacked. She did not regret any of this, which proofs that she's not full of herself, she truly cares for Liyue and willing to give her all for the safety of Liyue.

For someone who came from poverty and gained all the wealth people tend to be blinded by all of that but not for Ningguang. She knows how to be humble and down to earth, because she knows that everything that's gained can be lost, and-

That is how investment in life works. Sometimes you gain but sometimes you lose, it's normal. Ningguang knows how to start all over again when she loses everything that she gained. Very strong mental indeed.

Altho idk if she's even alright without emotional support, I wish I can be her emotional support tho-

Ningguang is a great woman if you can see all of these things she'd done.

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more a/n : I literally spent 5 hours for that ms paint drawing with a damn mouse (because I dont have photoshop or a drawing tablet) and this typing, BECAUSE NINGGUANG IS A WOMAN OF HARDWORKING SO ME AS A SIMP SHALL WORK HARD TOO HAHA. and also I am thankful for anyone that's willing to read this all :")

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You have a crush on WANG?![1/?]

WANG YIBO × READER HAPPY POTTER AU!

Request: could you do Yibo x You au? The houses don't matter , something cliche like "yibo cool guy and sweet girl " where yibo realizes he really likes her , something like that . [ I dont have your permission to put your name here but if you want me to I will upload your name in another post for the credits ]

WARNINGS: none just my bad English and maybe a kiss or two nothing too much .. pretty fluffy pretty cute ~ somewhat relatable I could say

Classmates to lovers

It was your 6th year in Hogwarts when you first started realizing your feelings for Wang Yibo , a young witcher from Slytherin.

You always did think of him as someone cute and lovable , but his somehow frigid image made you keep your feelings low for him .

You shared a couple of classes together and even thought he'd never talked to you , apart from greeting you , you had a familiarity among each other.

Two weeks have passed since the day you first threw your eyes on him in a different way & now you can't take him out of your mind.

Staring at his handsome face made your heart skipping a beat .

You rested your head on your right hand looking towards him without shame . "Ahh" you sighed making Hermione shake you out of your lovey-dovey dreamland

" What on the bloody hell are you doing y/n? Stop staring on Wang and pay attention to the lesson !" She half whispered half yelled to you making professor Snape glare at you two .

You bowed your head apologizing as you straightened in your seat, gaining your composure.

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Soon enough the bell rang and the next second you where out of the boring classroom.

Looking down to your things you realized you left your book back

"Stay here for a moment Mione I'm heading back in , I'll be quick " you told her before increasing your pace through the hallways.

Not paying attention to your surroundings you entered the door only to come in contact with a strong torso.

You looked upwords to the person in front of you only to meet with the eyes of your heart shaker Wang Yibo.

"Are you ok ? " he asked , lowering his head to your height

"I'm so sorry , I'll be careful next time" you bowed your head avoiding his eyes , your cheeks turning a deep shade of red as you made your way in grabbing your book and running your way out .

You rushed to the garden , meeting Hermione which was talking with Draco and Harry.

"You wont believe what happened!" You shouted to them , your breath unstable from all the running.

The three of them turned to you giving you a knowledgeable look while opening their 'circle' for you to enter .

You sat there hiding your head in your hands the embarrassing moment flashing in your head again and again .

"I bumped onto Wang Yibo" you said in a low tone regretting the moment you left your book in class

" What's the big deal with that Y/n ?" Harry asked concerned " he looks like a good guy " he continued.

"She has a crush on him you dumbo!" Hermione slapped him on the shoulder.

Draco's eye widened "you like WANG YIBO?" he screamed making Mione shut his mouth with a quick spell .

'Mmmmmm!' Draco complained but no one pitied him ... all of sudden you heard quick footsteps coming to your spot and turning around you saw Ron with a stuffed mouth full of candies and a bag full of them in one hand too.

"SINCE WHEN DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON WANG Y/N" he asked , some syllables muffled in between .

"Where did you hear that Ron Weasley?" You asked panicking ,

"Em .. I guess the whole school knows is it now thanks to this screaming crackhead" he answered pointing to Draco .

" MALFOY IM GONNA KICK YOUR ASS AND FEED YOU TO A DRAGON !" you shouted falling back to the floor not caring about how dusty your cloak will be after this .

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Days passed by with you skipping the classes you had with Yibo , too embarrassed to meet him now that half and more of the students number knew your feelings towards him .

Some of the Slytherin's members teased you about it at first but Draco was there to cut it short .. it was the least he could do as an apology .

You were so frustrated and sad you didn't have the energy to even go have breakfast , just attending some classes , studying and then straight to sleep .

Someone would say that this wasn't a big deal but having your parents working at the ministry of magic and his been death eaters , it wasn't ideal .. if your parents knew about your feelings towards him you were dead .

Today is Saturday < a good day to go have a butter beer > said Hermione.

You didn't want to go there too tired to even pick up your wand but they dragged you there .

And here you are sitting in one of the 'Three Brooms ' table with your stupid friends in each side of yours .

Half an hour has passed since you arrived here and the 5 of you have ate a bunch of things while chatting about the week that passed and other random information. You feel someone behind you and at the same time Draco sits up to greet him .

"Hey Wang what's up?" He asks and your blood freezes. You grab Hermione's hand under the table and she gives you a reassuring smile , motioning for you to greed him and that's what you do .

Yibo shakes your hand before hugging you slightly "may I have a brief moment with you y/n?" He whispers in your ear and he is close , the smell of his cologne feeling your lungs making you lightheaded along with a sweet smile he gives you .

You nod your head moving off your seat and smoothing your clothes on the go , breath stuck in your throat.

He moves a hand behind your lower back moving you in the hallway that leads in the toilets. "I -i " he begins but cuts himself in between something bothering him "Would you like ehm- would you like to go on a date with me ?"

He asks his voice cracking a little in the middle of the sentence, ears blushing a bit as he moves a hand on the back of his neck rubbing the area from the tension .

Your eyes widen first but you are quick to hide your surprise with a brief " yes " as an answer taking him by surprise too "really?" He asks and you repeat your words only to be awarded by another smile of his .

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Almost a week passed since then and today came along with a date that you could only dream of .

You can't even believe that you are sitting in front of him , eyes filled with joy and excitement, the rustic decor of Madam Puddifoot's cafe adding to the romance overwhelmed moment .

He is holding your hand and your heart can't stop skipping beats at the sight of him .

You know it's wrong to be with him but still you like him .

Laughter and smiles is filling your time together but both of you know you have to return back in Hogwarts.

You will have to take the last carriage to return back and you dont have much time .

He opens the door for you and you step out of the small shop leaving back its warmth .

Cold air hits your face the next second and you close your eyes sifting more in your long thick coat moving your hands in your pockets in an attempt to keep them warm .

The sky is paint in the darkest shade of blue signaling that you must hurry up .

You reach for Yibo but he is quicker moving his arms around your shoulders keeping you close .

A soft kiss on top of your head is all it takes to move the negative thoughts off your head , walking through the snow covered streets of Hogsmaede.

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The way back seems long as your eyes feel heavier leaning onto Yibo's shoulder.

The carriage's interior is cold , the snow outside making the perfect fairytale scene.

You feel Yibo's hand touching yours an taking it in his grasp.

You feel his eyes on you and you look up meeting them , the look peaceful.

He suddenly leans closer and your lips momentarily touch .

You kiss back moving your body closer to his , he moves a hand behind your neck keeping you still and the whole room seems spinning as the temperature rises .

Both of your eyes are closed , lips occupied but you feel like talking through the kiss .

After a good moment you both pull back regaining your breaths and both of you are starring in each others eyes again.

"I know that this is rushed to ask and may seem childish but , will you be my girlfriend? " he begins and you blush hard " I've been thinking about asking you out months ago but j was afraid of been rejected.. knowing that you have feelings for me -thanks to Draco- was the thing that motivated me . If you think I'm rush--"

" I do ! I do wanna be your girlfriend" you rushed it out in one breath giggling in the end.

"if you regret something I can wait I promise!" He continues getting shy after a moment or so ..

"Dont make me take my words back !" You whisper in his ear , only to be drugged in a tight hug .

" I can't say I love you yet cause it's really rushed and both of us know it , but what I can say for sure is that I've never liked someone more like you y/n ... give me some time and I'll love you the same way " he adds kissing your hand and looking at you with those piercing eyes of his that can melt the coldest heart , and can tame the most untamed soul ~~~