#am i talking about yj again? who knows!

[mamawasatesttube]

i think a lot of people on this website dont actually know what the word "codependency" means tbh

[koqabear]

hiiii hope ur doing well !! this is for the "the magic is yours" portion of the 2k event: ot5 with an oral fixation that's so bad giving pleasure turns them on more than receiving pleasure.

[2K Masterlist]

ot5 x fem!reader // wc: 2.7K ; around 500 per member //genre: established relationship, smut, MDNI.

warnings: service top! txt // yj: dom!yj, sub!mc, oral (f. rec and allusions to m. rec), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, car sex, semi-public sex // sb: no established dom/sub dynamics, marking, insinuated free use and somnophilia (consensual), oral, (f. rec)  breast play // bg: switch!gyu, switch!mc, oral (f rec), manhandling, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, dry humping, hair pulling, (m. rec) pet names, (baby, puppy) name calling, (bitch) unprotected sex, creampie // th: dom!tyun, sub!mc, oral, (f. rec), praise kink, face sitting // hk: no established dom/sub dynamics, oral, (f. & m. rec) breast play, biting, cum eating, creampie, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, dacryphilia, aftercare

notes: yes i know i said i was in a disastrous tyun mood and i still am, i always am, (hence the header) but then i remembered this ask and couldn’t stop thinking about txt who can’t survive a day without tasting you. Service tops will forever have my heart, thank you for this anon… you know me too well <3 (barely edited haha...)

[Yeonjun]

Yeonjun isn’t really sure when this happened— when he realized that he’d rather spend his time in between your legs rather than the other way around; he was always more inclined to receive than give in his past relationships, claiming to be addicted to the sight of his partners struggling to take him in, teary eyes and drooly face determined to make him feel good— and yeah, that’s nice and all, but Yeonjun knew he was a goner the moment he first went down on you. 

Sweet whimpers, thighs that shake around his head and threaten to close in on him, your restless body that writhes and arches against the sheets— fuck, he swore he almost came untouched the first time you had sex, eyes widening at the feeling of your shaky fingers threading into his hair and pulling him closer to your sopping cunt, grinding against him with breathless whines of his name— and he couldn’t bring himself to pull away from you, even when you were shaking and crying from the overstimulation, cooing softly that he’s just trying to prep you, that you can handle one more— but that’s a lie and he knew that, much too obsessed with seeing you fall apart on his tongue again to care if you believed him. 

And after months of begging to go down on you practically every hour of every day, Yeonjun finally decided to accept the harrowing truth; he’d much rather give you pleasure than receive it at all, and he’d spend eternity in between your thighs if he could— and you, well you’re not complaining at all. If anything, you took your chance to give him a taste of his own medicine and tease him relentlessly, your wardrobe piling with cute dresses and skirts that you were ready to unleash the moment summer came around. 

And when the season finally came… oh, Yeonjun was a goner. Almost popping a boner the moment he saw you come out of your home for the picnic the two of you planned out, donned in a pretty sundress that hugged and exposed your body perfectly— he almost crashed the car when he glanced over at you and noticed the way the skirt hiked up to expose the soft, smooth skin of your thighs to him.

You expected this outcome, really; unable to make it out of the car as he pulled you to the backseat of his car, spending a good thirty minutes laying on his seats and left to his mercy before you finally emerged with shaky legs, hand placed daintily on his shoulder as he guided you up the hill, one hand placed on the small of your back and the basket in the other, talking your head off about who-knows-what while you tried to pretend you hadn’t just been given some of the best head of your life. 

Yeonjun tops it easily the moment you’re settling down— he doesn’t even bother to eat before his head finds itself under your dress, licking at your clothed cunt because of how desperate he is to finish what he started— by the time he’s finally satiated, you’re entirely spent, face flushed at the way he tells you to take a nap, patting your head fondly as he shakes his head at your offers to return the favor. 

You think you’ll wear sundresses more often. 

[Soobin]

Soobin is someone who is simply unashamed of the fact that he needs to have something in his mouth 24/7. It was a cute habit that endeared you when you first met him, always spotting a lollipop in his mouth every time you saw him, whether that be on his walk to class or while he was studying— he kept a bag of it in his book bag, he told you, ears tinged with embarrassment as you laughed and cooed about how cute he was. 

Inevitably, that habit transferred seamlessly into your relationship; you didn’t think much of it, at first— to you, he was simply overly affectionate, unfazed of the way he constantly begged you for kisses, sweet tongue slipping into your mouth and messily making out with you for hours— lazily cuddling on the couch, a big hand on the swell of your ass as he kept you still, swollen and sensitive lips still pressing messy pecks against yours as you whined that you had to go to the bathroom, or you had an assignment that you needed to work on— you could never get out of his arms without hearing his incessant whines telling you not to go.

But as your relationship progressed and you slowly began to get touchier, that habit of his became more of an inconvenience to you— leaving splotchy marks on your neck without you noticing, nights where you would fall asleep with his head tucked into the crook of your neck ending with you shifting in the odd hours of the night, feeling Soobin’s pouty lips sucking and kissing at the canvas of your neck absentmindedly— and you’d have to spend a good chunk of your mornings attempting to conceal the mess he left on you, your apologetic and sleepy boyfriend clinging to you in the bathroom as he whined and whined about how sorry he was— but you really doubted it. 

So was it really much of a surprise when Soobin finally confessed his oral fixation to you with a red, flustered face? It truly wasn’t, but seeing him confide in you about it allowed him to find himself in what he liked to call his personal paradise— in other words, the interesting little arrangement the two of you conjured up. 

One pouty look from your boyfriend was enough to have you rolling your eyes fondly and tugging your shorts off— scrolling on your phone while Soobin’s hair brushed against your inner thighs, soft lips sucking and pulling your swollen clit into his mouth as he ran his tongue along it, moaning into your cunt that only clenched around nothing pathetically— waking up in the mornings to see your boyfriend had already begun to make himself busy, legs thrown over his broad shoulders and button nose pressing against your clit as he fucked you with his tongue and slurped at your arousal desperately. Movie nights where you were innocently cuddled on the couch turning into you trying your best to focus on the movie while Soobin bit and suckled at your breasts, trying to hold back tears at the way he left them bruised and sensitive afterwards— and if you shed a few stray ones and scolded Soobin to give you a break, he didn’t really mind— he was more than happy to move onto your lips or cunt instead. 

[Beomgyu]

Beomgyu, who moans like crazy whenever he eats you out, messy and desperate and nasty that you’re unable to keep up with him, helpless against his hold as he merely throws your legs over his shoulders, practically pressing your thighs against your stomach from the way his hands remain on the underside to caress your skin, all in a feeble attempt to get closer to you— and it wasn’t as though it made much of a difference, his face already pressed firmly against your pussy and his hips rutting into the mattress as he brought you to countless orgasms, always telling you “one more, just one more baby,” but lying like the little sadist he is, holding you down and not letting you squirm away as he brought you to tears practically every night. 

“What? I just think you look hot when I go down on you,” is what he tells you when you try to question why he just can’t stop asking you if he can eat you out, giving you an innocent and puppy eyed look— but you know it’s more than that, always used to your previous partners treating eating you out like a chore— and you weren’t exactly oblivious to the times where he’s been so lost in your cunt he could only hump into the mattress pathetically, moaning breathily into your cunt and setting a pace that matched the way he was fucking desperately into the sheets— and if Beomgyu thought you didn’t pick up on the many times he was able to cum from that alone, whining against your pussy and soiling his boxers completely, he was sorely mistaken. 

This front of his was quickly beginning to irritate you; exasperatedly shaking your head whenever you’d have to tell Beomgyu no, you can’t eat me out under the table right now. Finish your food, and having to deal with his predictable pouts and whines pleading you to just give in.

So when you inevitably find Beomgyu between your thighs once more, you decide to test something out— watching with lidded eyes as he takes his time running his tongue along your slit, circling your clit and licking at it softly, eyes closed with bliss— and your hand is sneaking down to tangle in his long hair the moment you notice his hips beginning to grind, getting a good grip and tugging harshly; the broken moan Beomgyu lets out at the pain tells you all you need to know. 

“Fuck, desperate puppy just can’t get enough, hmm?” you coo out, his glassy eyes looking up at you and nodding, face twisted in a wince as you tug again— and he whines, hands rubbing your thighs sweetly as he pleads for you to let him keep going, to let you feel good. 

“Y’want it that bad?” you ask indifferently, throwing your leg leisurely over his shoulder and watching his face heat up, eventually giving you a small nod, “Fine. But I don’t want to see you humping the bed like a pathetic bitch.” and you’re shoving him back into your dripping cunt, feeling him move feverishly against you with every tug of his hair— and while he follows your orders nicely, the night ends with him almost crying the moment you tell him to fuck you; so immersed in making you feel good over and over that he neglected his throbbing and leaking cock, cumming pathetically the moment he sinks into you— and his lips latch onto your neck with every broken sob of his, leaving you to wonder if your cunt is really the only thing he likes to have his mouth on.

[Taehyun]

This man thinks he’s slick. Is in absolute denial that he has an oral fixation of any sort, just believes that it’s just because you’re really hot and he simply wants to make you feel good. He’s never experienced this with any of his other partners, so why should he care? It must stem from the dynamic the two of you have— his need to pleasure you like crazy, that is. There’s just something about you that raised his sex drive beyond comprehensible limits, and he just found it even hotter that you willingly took anything he gave you; multiple rounds? Sure, you can handle it. Being rough with you? You’re into that, you’ll take whatever he tries on you. Whatever he springs up on you, you take it like it’s nothing, rewarding him with your sweet sounds and pretty faces he ingrains into his mind. 

So the first time Taehyun eats you out, he’s hooked— your taste is so addicting and you sound so pretty, round eyes looking up between your legs to catch the way your face flushes and your mouth falls open, legs jumping and closing in on his head, threatening to suffocate him. Your hips buck up and your clit bumps against his nose when you cum, making you keen in a way that almost has Taehyun spilling in his sweatpants then and there; your nimble fingers run through his hair absentmindedly, spilling praises and sighs of his name that drive him mad. 

Fuck—! So— s-so good, so good to me tyunnie– ah! Hah, ughhh fuck, just– just like that, god, Taehyun—! 

Was it really unreasonable for him to want to eat you out every second of the day if you sounded like that? Taehyun doesn’t think so. 

Thus begins the absolute agony that is Taehyun asking if he can just please, please give you head, trying to disguise it under reasons that at some point, stop making sense. 

You look really good in that skirt— can he give you head? Oh, you’re studying, you should take a break. Can he give you head? You’re restless, unable to sleep, tossing and turning and sighing desperately— and he turns to you, startling you because what the fuck I thought you were asleep, pushing past your surprise to tell you that sex can help tire you out and sleep. Can I give you head? 

Practically jumps with joy on the days you actually agree, going down on you then and there, no matter the circumstance— dropping to his knees in the kitchen, throwing your legs over his shoulders on the couch, laying on the bed and telling you to sit on his face with bright, sparkling eyes— and he enjoys it just as much as he did the first time, letting you fuck yourself on his tongue and sucking on your clit with his swollen lips, staring at you with eyes of adoration and need each time; he doesn’t even care if he gets to fuck you at the end of it, (though that’s always a plus) all he wants to do is watch his favorite girl cum on his face. 

[Hueningkai]

This man. Can— and does— spend hours at a time between your legs; he just loves to have his mouth on you, loves to lay down on the bed, on his stomach as he lazily licks at your clit, wanting to take things slow as you run your fingers through his hair and sigh about how good it feels. Will be in bliss as he eats your pussy, eyes shut and pretty nose bumping against your clit as he fucks you with his tongue, large hands placed on your tummy and rubbing it fondly because he just can’t get enough of you— he’s infatuated with you, with your soft skin and the way you moan out his name, not even searching for his own pleasure as he solely focuses on yours. 

It’s become routine for you two at this point; running to you when he’s had a bad day, wanting nothing more than to kiss you and use you as his cute little destresser. Starting it off with slow kisses, feeling the way he moves along your jawline and down your neck, lifting your shirt up to expose your breasts— and he spends quite a while there too, watching your nipples grow stiff and sensitive from the attention he give them, biting teasingly and listening to the way you squeal at the feeling— and of course, it all ends with his head between your legs, peppering kisses along your inner thighs and on your clit, leaving open-mouthed kisses on it as he watches you squirm and whine for him not to tease. 

Kai, who gets drunk off your pussy and doesn’t even expect you to return the favor, genuinely surprised whenever you ask him if you can suck his dick or if he can please, please please just fuck you already. And he says yes, bending to your will and giving in to your puppy eyes that are glassy with desire; he’ll be mesmerized at the way you allow him to cum in your mouth, releasing so much that you can’t help but let it bead at the corners of your lips— and Kai is quick to bring you up for a kiss, messy tongues tangling together as he groans at the taste of his lingering cum on your mouth— or pulling out immediately on the nights where he’s fucked you to the point of exhaustion, looking down to see your cunt that drips with the multiple releases of his cum, unable to even protest the moment you see him spreading your folds gently and swooping down to clean you up; warm tongue running along your slit, curling inside you before he’s circling your clit, flicking gently as he listens to the way you mewl and cry at the overstimulation.

Kai, who’s not just obsessed with your cunt, but is also obsessed with you, never failing to pamper and coddle you endlessly, telling you how good you were for him with a fond smile, kissing your cheeks and tasting the salty tears that cling to your skin.

[tyunzonlystar]

Run away with me?

Choi yeonjun

Genre: smut, strangers to fwb to lovers, non-idol au

Warnings: non!idol au, brief mention of abuse, daddy kink, semi-public sex, mentions of bullying,fwb to lovers, slight dirty talk, blowjob (m!receiving), robbing a bank, fake names (yj is called “jungwoo” for a scene, making out, marking, fingering (f!receiving), eating out, (f!receiving), slight spit kink, cum eating, p in v, squirting, dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, unprotected sex,lmk if I forgot anything!!

Word count: 1.8k

Ending is rushed and I could only add ten pics so that’s why the dividers are only at the end not proofread either😭

Minors dni‼️‼️‼️‼️

It all started back in the third year of highschool. He had seen you crying in the field and decided to approach you. 

“Are you okay? Why are you crying? I’m Yeonjun by the way.” 

“o-oh…I’m y-y/n.”

“That's a cute name for a cute girl. But why're you crying?”

“I’m being bullied by some guys in the year above me.. A-And they shoved me into my locker and a piece of metal c-cut my back..”

“Let's go to the nurse, okay? And you can sit with me at lunch if you want too..”

“R-Really? You wanna sit with me? At lunch? Where everyone can see?”

“Yeah! I mean I don't have any friends and I'd like you to be my friend.”

“Okay! Thank you, Yeonjun.”

And that's how your friendship began! Then college came around and you guys realized that you only had each other  and nobody would approach you two since you were both loners and never got invited to anything. So one day he had invited you to his dorm to smoke weed and get drunk. 

3 bottles of vodka and 6 joints later you were both horny and pissed and what else can you do when there's only one other person in the room? Correct! You fuck.

“Oh shit… Jjun…”

“HOLY SHIT! WE JUST FUCKED! AHA! OH MY GOD!”

You were ecstatic. You’ve been in love with Yeonjun since he first spoke to you on that field but you don't know if he likes you back considering he laughed after he took your virginity. 

“Jjun do you remember when we first became friends with benefits?”

“Yeah we were high and drunk. Why?”

“Dunno.”

“Shit.”

“What?”

“I’m staying with my parents for the whole week so we can’t hang out until next week. I gotta go n/n.”

“Alright. Bye Jjun.”

“Bye y/n.”

Disconnected.

You were always bored without Yeonjun being around. And now you can't see him for a week! What are you gonna do without him being balls deep inside you four hours before college? What are you gonna do after college without him? You can’t just go to your hangout spot and smoke weed on your own, can you? Who are you gonna rant to about your problems? You can't call or text him since his parents hate you for “having no manners”. This week is gonna drag. He’s your only friend. The one you gossip with. The one you talk to before and after class. The one you eat your lunch with. The one you vape with behind the building. The one who protects you from assholes. And now he’s an hour away at his parents place. You know everything about his parents. Everything. You know that they abuse him. And that's his biggest secret.

 Shit.. Is he gonna be okay? 

You lay there on your bed overthinking about him. No. About everything. Him, upcoming exams, your own life, your parents. The list goes on. 

Hours of tossing and turning every night, unable to fall asleep without Yeonjuns ‘goodnight’ text. It’s only been 4 days without him and you’re going crazy, snapping at everyone who looks at you weirdly or stares at you for too long, getting angry when your face id doesn't work since your hair is in braids. And now it’s Thursday night. You check the time: 2:06 am. For fucks sake! You tried going to sleep at 11! You have college in less than six hours! 

Walking to your kitchen, your phone pings. A text from..

Yeonjun? 

What the fuck is he doing messaging you? He never messages you when he's with his parents. Sighing, you unlock your phone and read the text.

“She hurt me again, y/n. I also broke her favorite vase when I fell.”

“Jjun, what the fuck happened?”

“I went to the bathroom nd shut the door too loudly and i fucking woke her up!”

“Do you want me to get a taxi to you and you can come back to the dorms?”

“No y/n. They’ll just come to our dorms and take me back to them.”

“I don't know what else to suggest, Yeonjun.”

“Run away with me?”

“What?”

“Run away with me. Come get a taxi and go to the park around the corner from my parents. Bring bags for like 3 outfits, money, food and water to last us, weed, vapes and a hair brush and dry shampoo.”

“Okay. I’ll be over in an hour.”

“Thank you, sir.” You say to the taxi driver before getting out and running over to Yeonjun who’s sitting on the swings.

“So.. Where the fuck are we gonna go?” You ask as you sit on the swing next to him.

“Anywhere.”

“What about college?”

“We’ll start a new life. I mean we’re 20. We have our GCSEs and we don't really need college. We’ll figure something out.”

He leads you to a store to buy burner phones so that nobody can track you down. 

“Just fucking throw it!”

“But it’s an iphone!”

“Do you want people to track us down, y/n?”

“No…”

“Then fucking throw it!”

You groan loudly before throwing your phone off the cliff into water

“There’s an abandoned car park somewhere around here.”

“We’ve been walking for like 4 hours, Jjun. And we’re in the middle of nowhere. I don’t see any fucking car park.”

“Shut up. It’s near. Stop fucking complaining.”

“Stop talking to me like that.”

“Like what, sweetheart? Does it turn you on?”

“Jjun, stop it..”

“See! I told you it's near!”

The car park looked like a dump. I mean it was expected since it's abandoned but there's no other building on site other than run down convenience stores and like two clothing stores. Makes no sense since there's no houses or anything for miles. It’s fine for the time being. 

“Oh shit, baby.. Keep going…making me f-feel so good..s-such a good girl..”

You look up at him through your lashes as you take more of him down your throat, gagging around his length. He throws his head back at the overwhelming pleasure building in him.

“Shit. Shit. SHIT! FUCK! Baby, im so close..shit…so fucking close.. You wanna be a good girl for daddy, don't you?” You pat his thigh twice as a signal for yes.

“Then can you swallow daddy's cum like a good girl?” He lets out a low moan as he shoots his warm load down your throat.

“Daddys good girl aren't you?” “y-yes..”

It’s been three weeks since you and Yeonjun ran away and god knows if anyones bothered looking for you. You both ran out of money so you couldn't buy any more food or water but Yeonjun had a so-called ‘smart’ idea.

“What?! I’m not robbing a bank with you! If we get put in jail we can’t fuck or gossip!”

“Pleaseeeee! We’ll dye our hair and we’ll rob it with masks on and make ourselves look bigger than we are by putting on a fuck ton of layers!”

“Fine.”

“We’re also gonna need fake names.”

“Okay uhm is ‘F/N’ good?”

“Yeah. and call me uhm Jungwoo.”

“Yes, sir.”

“RUN! FUCKING RUN!”

“I AM RUNNING!”

“YES BUT NOT FAST ENOUGH!”

“I CANT RUN ANY FASTER JUNGWOO! I'M 5'5 REMEMBER?!”

“F/N, I DON’T CARE HOW SHORT YOU ARE JUST RUN FUCKING FASTER!”

You never thought you would rob a bank with your best friend yet here you are counting money.

“450,267,934.”

It was $450,267,964 but you bought hair dye. $10 on bleach since Yeonjun had red hair, $10 on pink hair dye for you and another $10 on black hair dye for Yeonjun.

“There's a house a few miles away for sale so we can buy it.”

“We’ll have to give them rent though.”

“Not if we buy the house to own it.”

“Ohhh. Okay let's go!”

“Sit still.”

“It burns, y/n!”

“Shut up, it's the same brand I used when I dyed your hair red.”

“Now you sit still!”

“You're so rough!”

“Yeah, but you like it rough, don't you sweetheart?”

The shower looked like a unicorn murder scene with your pink hair dye mixing with the water along with Yeonjuns black hair dye but it turned a pretty dark pink color.

“Can you wash my back, Jjun?”

“I guess so” He sighs dramatically, adding a petty eye roll into the mix as he slowly rubs the shower gel over your back. His hands slowly grip your waist, pulling you flush against him. Your eyes widen as you feel his hardness pressing against your lower back.

“Jjun…”

“Please baby…”

You softly sigh, knowing you can't say no to him and his naturally pouty lips. You both quickly wash out the conditioner and wash off the soap from your bodies and the text thing you know you're pressed up against the bathroom door, Yeonjuns tongue invading your mouth. Yeonjun grips your thighs and carries you to your new shared bedroom before throwing you on the bed before his lips attack your neck, biting and sucking softly on your flesh.

“mm…Jjunie…please..” You whimper quietly. 

“Please what, baby?”

“F-Fuck me..please..need you s-so bad..”

“Good girl.”

Yeonjun kisses down your chest, leaving splotchy marks as he praises you every now and again. He looks up at you through his lashes as he settles between your thighs before his tongue peeks out to taste your wetness.

“You taste so good, baby.” He groans, the vibration against your clit making you squirm. Yeonjun nuzzles his face further between your thighs, his nose bumping against your clit as he sloppily makes out with your dripping hole.

“Jjunie-” And before you can finish your sentence yeonjun shoves 2 fingers in your needy hole, curling and finger fucking you as fast as his arm would let him as you continuously clench around him.

“Gonna cum for daddy, angel?” He asks before his lips wrap around your clit sucking harshly before you can even reply. You moan out his name like a chant as you cum on his fingers. Yeonjun sucks your essence off his fingers before his tongue dives back into your hole, collecting your newly passed orgasm. His thumb presses against your bottom lip waiting for you to open your mouth before spitting your own cum into your mouth.

“Swallow.” “Good girl. Are you ready for daddy?”

“Mhm..please..”

He kisses you harshly as he guides his dick to your hole before slowly pushing into you, swallowing up all your moans and whines. Without warning he was hammering into you, hips slamming against yours with each hard thrust. His hand gently snakes around your throat, applying just enough pressure to make your brain go fuzzy with pleasure.

“D-daddy…f-feels so good! Mmphf!”

“Shhh..i know it feels good baby..”

Yeonjun removes his hand from your throat so he can roughly rub your clit, bringing you closer to the edge.

“Daddy! ‘m g-gonna cum!” You whine as you clench around him, making him groan.

“Go on, angel. Cum for me” And with that your vision goes blurry and you repeat his name like a ritual as you squirt all over his cock, your juices dripping onto the bed sheets.

“You did so well for me, baby. Be my girlfriend?”

“What?”

“Would you like to be my girlfriend?”

“YES! YES! YES!”

Years later nobody found you and Yeonjun after you ran away with each other and you now live a happy life with each other and your two kids <33

[wouldgaysexfixthem]

i don’t post ALL requests

only a fraction get posted

but i do what i can. here are some general guidelines to increase ur likelihood of getting ur pairing posted

latest updates in orange

REQUEST GUIDELINES

please don’t flood me with like 10 requests in a row, my inbox fills rly fast so u should b nice and let other ppl have a chance if u submitted a few already

ur pairing has to have interacted enough that there are actual photos of them together on the internet. this is a low bar but i physically cant do the poll if there’s no photos

while it’s a fun idea, i can’t do individual character requests bc my inbox will literally explode and die. so pairings of 2 or more only

i probably won’t do real life people UNLESS they are dead or they have joked about the gay rumours (ie maffleck) OR if i think its really funny and i want to make an exception (i am in charge)

no animated pairings under 18, no live action pairings with actors under 18

a few of you have submitted m/f pairings, and while i do respect ur grind, i probably won’t post those unless, again, i think it’s funny and i want to

i am a full time working adult and so i can’t heavily research the dynamic of every single request, so if you really do think i’ve posted a very troubling pairing then message me. but the point of the blog is toxic/troubled pairings, so these characters usually do bad things. and i am a horror fan so u rly gotta convince me

no book pairings (but if someone wants to make a version of this blog for book pairings u have my blessing. not that u need my blessing u can literally do whatever u want)

IF I DIDNT POST YOUR REQUEST IT COULD BE BECAUSE

ur pairing does not adhere to those guidelines ^

ur pairing honestly did not need fixing (i know this is ambiguous but try to understand the niche of the blog ok pookie)

ur pairing was from a fandom with a LOT of requests, so i’m spreading them out (yj, dr who, btvs, iwtv, star trek polls)

u submitted your pairing when i wasn’t taking requests

u weren’t specific enough and i had no idea what u were talking about

there are literally no photos of ur pairing on the internet (fan art doesn’t count)

your pairing was so deeply concerning to me that i couldnt bring myself to post it (rare)

twas a bit too niche and i have a family to feed with tumblr notes

it got lost, idk

this is my blog and i do what i want

if you really think a pairing deserves to be on this blog and it only doesnt follow the guidelines on a technicality (like alien ages being different from human ages), then u can submit the pairing but u must plead your case.

ok bye love u

[freddie-77-ao3]

sup yall we're vibing here

anyway. hey, my name's freddie, and i'm finally trying to write an actual intro/master post which... we'll see how this goes.

important stuff is highlighted in orange.

so, basic stuff:

as I said, my name's freddie. he/him pronouns. i'm a college student (majoring in accounting, might add a psych minor). not gonna say which college but i'm currently in california.

i've been on tumblr since 2019 i think? not under this account, this started as a fandom account and then spiralled out of control... really fast. um, my regular tumblr which i've not actually opened in ages is @chronicchthonic14 so. yeah.

not particularly relevant to this blog, but i might mention it at some point so, i have autism and adhd. and some other things but. like. that list is very long and those are the two most relevant because i promise if i come off wrong/mean, i didn't mean to, i just forget to make my words normal. but. those are the two most referenced. if for whatever reason someone wants to know more or has questions you can send an ask ig?

i'm scottish, born there. moved to US when I was four. finishing uni and moving back.

some quick warnings

this blog definitely contains cursing/vulgar language, whatever you want to call it, so if you're not comfortable with that, probably not the blog for you, as i don't tag cursing or anything for you to filter out.

if, for whatever reason, if i ever reblog something that contains a slur (against racial minorities, queer people, anything) i will ABSOLUTELY tag that though.

also if anyone has any trigger warnings they think any content needs, please let me know-- asks, dms, comments, reblogs

the cursing thing also applies for sort of dirty jokes? think that only applies to like. two posts and very not explicit. those aren't currently tagged but if they get any more explicit they certainly will be.

queer identity because the explicit reminded me, i'm asexual, and probably straight. maybe bi? dunno, don't particularly care. and i'm trans. ftm. this isn't the blog i talk about that on usually though, unless it relates to a specific ask or a fandom thing.

which, getting into what this blog is for because i can't think of anything else i need to add here (guys let me know if i forgot important stuff, please, i'm an idiot!!! i will forget the important stuff and write random shit instead!! i've already deleted three tangents from this!!)

sooooo

fandoms!! ones i write and/or post about or will potentially post about

percy jackson extending to hoo, toa, tkc (definitely post way less about this), mcga (again, way less). haven't read TSATS or COTG yet, but spoilers are fine. i post way more about minor characters. write fanfiction for and have some posted (both on here and ao3) and a bunch of snippets.

dcu-- films, comics, animated shows, all of it. personally, my favorites are young justice (the comics, not show version), new teen titans, and batman inc (batgirls, nightwing, and red robin esp). late 90s yj run is my favorite, and i loved the DCeased event. favorite batman comic is definitely court of owls run. no fanfics posted, but some on docs.

mcu-- way less so, but have a stucky oneshot. slowly making my way through in timeline order.

throne of glass. i'm an aedion and chaol apologizer because they do a bunch of dumb shit but then WHO DOESN'T in this series. fanfics in doc, not posted.

this would go on for ages if i listed everything so instead, here's an ask i answered on my fandoms/genres and everything. feel free to send me asks about anyone. if you send me something about radium girls i may cry though (tears of joy) so there's your advanced warning.

main things you'll see on my blog are incorrect quotes, snippets, and the occasional fic

this^^

my... idk, contact policy? seriously what do i word this

asks are always open, anon is on.

if you send hate... whatever. i'll probably delete it.

unless i find it funny. then I'll post it. there's really little you could say to me that would hurt.

when i say asks are always open, you can drop anything you want.

literally anything

you need to vent? want advice? want to request headcanons? request a fic? give me a prompt? ask random things about me? something else I've forgotten? go right ahead

if you want to ask me to update my fics? go right ahead. sometimes i forget i didn't post something.

send as many asks as you want, i don't care if it might be spam

i can't promise i'll respond to asks in a timely manner, sometimes i open my inbox and forget they exist for months, i'm sorry. if it's something you really want answered you can send another one

dm's are alright? if you want to be friends or something, go right ahead.

anyone can reblog any of my posts/comment/heart, i don't care. you want to heart 50 things in a row? i adore you. if i had kids, you would get my firstborn

if we're mutuals you can ask for my insta/give me yours.

now, other accounts:

anyway, i think that's it?

[elizabeth-mitchells]

hello !!!! im the girl who vommemts those veryvery long analysis comments on your lottielee fanfic !!! i just wnated to say that its reallyreally good and honestky amazing truly great stoey no idea how you do it or how you even fucking come up with it genuinly so womderful .. i jst wmated to thank you again for that because you honestly desrrve it and its great !!!

also, sorry for the yellowjackets question im sure you get a lot of them and you may have already answered this before, but who is your faveourite yj member and why ? ohoh and !!! whats yoir favourite scene from the show ? id love to know !! keep up thr good work 👍👍

OH MY GOD IT'S YOU????? HI!! HELLO!! I LOVE YOU!!

seriously you're so sweet thank you so much i love you so much i'm so serious when i say that those long comments are everything to me, one of my favorite parts of posting, and very much one of the main reasons i even keep working on that fic!!!

oh please do not apologize, i would LOVE to get more yj questions and asks in general, this actually made me so so happy

tha being said, that question is impossible hsgjfdhgjfh my favorite yellowjackets character... that changes every day and honestly every girls gets a turn gshjfdgh the short answer is my girl Lottie ✨ i could talk about her forever but i just love beautiful girls that have suffered more than jesus. however! there's many of those in the show. shauna also perfectly fits the mold. everything about her just... yes. but!! i do love underrated characters that died to soon and deserve better from the fandom so to no one's suprise i am very attached to laura lee.

but i physically can't stop there! because we have canon lesbians! tai and van deserve that spot! and i am genuinely obsessed with misty and just to spite the misty haters i would put her in number one hgsjdfhgjh i'll shut up now but just now that natalie and my favorite girl twink jackie are also there

now my favorite scene!! oh my god... okay if i had to choose one i always come back to the seance! but i'd give honorary mentions to... the jackie feast obviously, lottie's mall hallucination, and you know what i should stop there before i name 20 more scenes actually hgsjdfhgjfh

thank you SO much for asking and thank you SO much for your comments!!! ❤️❤️❤️

[quandaryqueen]

Since requests are open again, could you perhaps do some headcannons for Yandere! Young Justice Riddler?

White knuckle jerk

Yandere Young Justice Edward Nygma X Reader

Yandere? YJ Eddie? Oh my god my loves 😍💕 oh lordy labacamoo, I love you for requesting this. I am so sorry it took too long, I just really needed the time to think about how I can do this request justice and I really hope I did

Also, I'd love to try something new for the Reader's role. You'll see.

CW: Yandere Content, Toxic Relationship Dynamic

💚 Yanderes are a different kind of breed, aren't they? Just the absolute worse, to think they are entitled to a person just because the object of obsession looked their way once and now the Yandere won't stop until they're satisfied on how they have their darling in their grasp.

There are myriad classifications of Yandere. There's the sadistic, protective, delusional, laid-back, vouyeristic, etc etc.

Then there's Edward Nygma, the Riddler, the pathetic one. The one who tries to hold over control over his darling in a way that's degradingly cute of him to try and cuff you to the bed, only to apologize, kneeling, crying, clinging, pleading for you to forgive him, as he kisses your feet for forgiveness.

💚 You were caught as object of obsession, the hot topic among circles of villainy, you've made a name for yourself, an instant terror struck upon the masses and a threat to be snuffed out... All he ever wanted.

And so he set out to watch you for his pure fascination. How does one person in which a calibre like yours operates?

Well for one, he kept a record of your agenda and had managed to track footage of you through various security cameras from wherever you go. It was difficult at first but it's certainly a tell of his determination. From the direction of your headquarters, the bank you recently robbed, a construction site you rigged with explosives as bait for the heroes, your life as a civilian as well, wherein he'd observe you go on about your alter ego where you managed to hide your identity very well. It's simply laughable how you aren't cuffed by the police yet with this amount of footage.

Seeing you go from the cold, masked monster to a warm face that smiles back during encounters was jarring, but fascinating to him. And he can't even tell which one was an act and which was genuine.

💚 Now, the tricky part was making himself known... Wait... Isn't he already known? He has to be, he's been trying to establish himself as one of the greatest threats of Gotham, of course he'd be known! You'd know who he is! Who doesn't?

Anyways... He has pinpointed your latest agenda, striking up a deal with a little known rogue who has yet to make a name for themself. It would be easy to acquire access of their contacts, plus he thinks his reputation would be a great addition to be considered when he plans to make himself known to them as an ally and as a result, get to meet you.

💚 A crush? No. Fascination is the correct word. He isn't above admitting he looks up to you, that he admires your way of doing things and would like to emulate that.

💚 When the time came, he establish himself as an ally of the team, he finally met you.

"V/N, I presume? Your reputation precedes you,"

"Ah, I forgot. Y/N, this is the Riddler." Edward glances at the third person, who is apparently on a first name basis with you. And not to mention, how they sound more at ease around you.

"Riddler... I've heard of him. The one with the question marks," You merely looked over your friend with disinterest as if he weren't there. "And what other help can he offer our cost? Other than being utilised for a... Questionable bait." You paused, trying to find a word less offensive.

"I can assure you-- I'm quite effective in wide ranges of cyber-related needs, strategies, techs--"

"I suppose we can make use of you. Now, if you were to excuse us for a moment, I'd like to talk to Gaslight alone."

Edward practically shrank under your intensive gaze, before wordlessly excusing himself.

💚 One would think he'd be turned off after your display of decorum (lack thereof), he was not. For one, this treatment wasn't particularly new for him and second, he expected this. He has been watching you after all. What's more, he was compelled. How it will all feel worth it once he has done the unthinkable, the impossible. Little ol' him.

He was on the team. That, he can tick off the checklist. Now all to do was to get along with you or Gaslight, the rogue who has agreed to work with him. You seem to get along with them very well and perhaps through a mutual friend, he can develop a bond with you.

It was no easy task, he was prepared from the mount Everest of a research, you would be the most difficult person to conquer in any way. There was nothing you find more repulsive, like submitting under someone. Let alone someone like him. But he felt in control.

He knows what to do, what to expect.

💚 Everything about you wasn't easy. You are irritable to anyone you don't like, save for a few people you tolerate. You also pick up one of the myriads of masks and use it for your own benefit, building a beguiling reputation for being a soft-hearted, thoughtful angel to some, not so much when they turned around.

He was aware of just how you are when you're at your worst, striking unprovoked and ruining someone's life for your benefit without much an ounce of regret and how you can do that to anyone, including those who you seem to have deceived that you have bond. By the looks of it, you might do the same thing to him. But he doesn't care. If that makes him more to you, then take whatever you want from him.

💚 Stupidly persistent, determined, willing to take damage if it means pleasing you. Everything he takes from you, from the verbal hits to the bruises and welts, he was going to take it. Somehow, someway, he is going to have you under his control soon, pull the rag from under your feet...

And in his delusions, he sees himself as this soon to be dominant, in-control, ever so merciful Yandere who will be your everything. In his head, that's his conclusion. In reality, he couldn't hurt you, he couldn't bear the thought of making you cry, let alone lose all the things you want... But if he had to do that, then so be it. It would have been for a better cause, he justifies.

💚 It just so happens your second-in-command, best friend, Gaslight, first name Gayle and last name Ilaw happened to have failed to escape an exploding building from one of your missions... But don't worry, Edward was there for you, he will be your new best friend... Or more, if you'd like.

"What did you not understand about what I said?" You utter coldly, sparing no glances at the hindrance that is Edward. "Don't make me repeat myself."

"I am so sorry for your loss," Edward approaches your slumped figure standing by the balcony. He felt as though he was in your good graces to be excluded from the goons you've yelled at to leave after receiving the news of Gaslight's death.

Gaslight... Long time friend, someone you considered as family. Second-in-command, confidante... An important piece of you Edward had to yank out in hopes of filling her role. It was a massive gap to fill, but you should know by now, he would do anything.

"If you need someone to talk to, I am always a call away."

Edward could not help but to smile as he exit.

The normal you would have barked at him... This development was just what Edward needed, to see the cracks form and soon enough he'd be there to pick up the pieces for you. It will only be just a matter of time until he reduce you into nothing but broken shards of what used to be you, needing to be made whole again with him by your side.

[clambuoyance]

I know that you are a stalwart TimKon Shipper

But what are your opinions on other Kon ships?

KonCass

KonCassie

SuperMartian

KonBart

I am a firm KonCass Shipper through and through

even if i have my own personal hcs, i mean i don't mind any of these ships

koncass had a couple of cute issues and they very much feel like young teens trying to date kinda clumsily but i liked that they agreed to just be friends at the end of it T-T also given what cass says about how she's looked at and her relationships with other characters i cant really see her with a guy >_> they are definitely cute tho and glad you have a cute ship to enjoy!

i actually think koncassie are sweet to each other in tt03 but it's like very basic and surface level to me (that's just how johns wrote everyone there though so) and within canon, cassie had something of a celebrity crush for him at first, but there's the issue where cassie looks in the mirror and wishes she was beautiful and wishes kon would stop looking at her as if he only sees her as a sister and nothing more and then they kiss and i was like >_> okay i guess (if we had seen more of this romance from kon's pov i might have bought into it more) and later in tt03 johns writes cassie as if it was a flaw to act so boyish in her youth and while there's nothing wrong with characters growing up and changing it just felt cheap or whateverrr like at least write her realizing she doesn't need to be doing this for a man and only for herself. again, theyre okay to me as a ship on its own and are cute and i joke that kon got domesticated and learned to be a decentish boyfriend i guess (altho i think he was always going to be a loyal bf and the persona from his youth was more of an act). i could enjoy them more maybe in cases where they are presented in a way i find more interesting (such as both having similar journeys in exploring gender, making cassie's stories revolve less around kon or boy drama etc) or outside of canon but personally i also cannot see her with a man </3 koncassie really doesn't do it for me </3

supermartian really only exists within the yja show which i havent watched in over a decade so i can't say much except that i remember being obsessed with them in s1 and then i kinda lost interest and never finished s2

konbart is neat too even if i don't talk about them much either, they also have a lot of canon scenes showing their devotion and support to each other, not to mention the humor in all of yj and dynamic esp during the parts surrounding the apokolips-ish era(the guilt and worry kon felt, associating bart for a chick etc etc). they also have a lot in common origin/character wise (very sci-fi/experiment origins, inertia and match, interesting relationships with adult figures and expectations, both dying, being written off as stupid or immature, etc etc) so i can definitely see the appeal and think theyre also cute. honestly for me it probably just came down to preference and the order i read things in bc if i read yj2019 first or didn't tend towards tim drake/annabeth chase/rose lalonde coded characters i might've had a different main dc ship but theyre neat :)

ofc again these are just my personal opinions and hcs i have nothing against the people who like em (except maybe for the writers of some of these comics)

[oifaaa]

i, for one, love yj tv, but most of my issues with it come from the way certain characters are written and not made to face the consequences of their actions (cough cough m'gann cough cough). but also taking a friendship they built up so strongly in one season, knowing they'd have one of the characters be queer, and then throwing that character together with someone he had never met before romantically and not even having the balls to say that they were romantically inclined.

theres a lot of issues with the show, and i have a few very specific pieces of beef that permeate the entire show for me, but theres also countless other things i love about the little disconnected dc universe they created!

Okay so bad opinions incoming but I don't mind that m'gann didn't face too many consequences for what she did in season two (mostly bc season 2 m'gann was the most fun I had watching her) like obviously the main consequences of her actions in season two was meant to be her almost permanently damaging a good friend of hers bc she kept using her powers without thought and she almost ruined a undercover mission as well like that's the point of consequences to learn a lesson to not do the bad thing any more and m'gann learnt that lesson so I was happy enough... would have preferred if her and kon didn't get back together but thats also just me not really caring much about their relationship to begin with

I am a wee bit confused about the friendship in season 1 your talking about tho? I presume you mean Kaldur but I'm not sure who the other person is? - either way once again I liked that I like how realistic it felt, also a lot of what happens in yj we don't actually get to see we the audience are usually trusted to put the pieces together ourselves about what happens in the inbetween the bits they show and I know alot of people don't really enjoy that type of story telling but I love it its why the time skips never really bother me

[steveharrington]

your will ask reminded me that ive been wondering what ur ranking for the yellowjackets girlies is! i started watching yj bc of the post you made about the challenge cameo in the show lmao, so thank you for that! 😁

omgggg i’m so glad you like it!! i think they may have gotten a few new viewers for including the bananas backpack which is So funny and amazing to me. anyways! i’m gonna rank them keeping in mind both their teenage selves and the adult selves

1. misty <3 she’s just my babygirl. both teenage and adult misty are, imo, the most interesting and compelling character in the show and i am literally never bored when she’s on screen. i genuinely think her smashing the black box was one of the best tv moments i’ve seen in years

2. lottie!! again she is just So fascinating to me and i always want to know more about her. i think teenage lottie esp is sooo nuanced and complex like. it would’ve been so easy for the writers to make fall into that archetype of like a Malicious Cult Leader who hungers for power or whatever but it’s so obvious that she’s still unsure of her role and she second guesses herself and doesn’t feel comfortable being worshipped… love her

3. nat!! first of all i think sophie thatcher is probably the most talented actress on the entire show period like she just Kills me with her performances omfg when she’s talking to jackie’s bones…. GOD and i feel so much empathy for her as a teenager and the fact that she’s literally the only one doing fucking anything and i really wish so much of her adult storyline wasn’t centered around travis

4. van!! i love characters who are unkillable. steve harrington type beat. i’m also very intrigued by her allegiance to lottie this season and i think it’s (again) a very smart subversive choice to have van be a believer like idk i didn’t expect it for her character! also adult van running a video rental store…. stuck in the 90s perpetually…. recommending landmark gay cinema to young lesbians …… so meaningful to me

5. shauna okay it’s kinda crazy that shauna is this low because i Love adult shauna she’s one of my favorite characters but i think honestly a lot of that is just. melanie lynskey. at the end of the day while i do really like shauna’s whole deal of yearning to go back to the woods, i’m not super compelled by her teenage storyline and i enjoyed that shauna/jackie stuff for a moment there when she ate her but now i’m bored with it again 😭

6. taissa ONLY because i feel like the writers are just going in circles with her plotline. i feel like we aren’t getting Anywhere with the sleepwalking and the visions like it’s been going on for two seasons now with literally no end in sight and as much as i enjoy tai’s personality and her rationality there’s only so many scenes of her sleepwalking and then waking up and getting scared that i can watch before wanting something new :/

7. jackie sorry i was never super fascinated by her and i didn’t feel much sympathy when everyone pointed out how she doesn’t help. like. SHE DIDNT so idk her death was obviously a very monumental moment in the show and her … consumption was sooo well executed but that’s not really Her yk

8. mari. mean to misty. hope they spike pit her ass

[pup-pee]

oh god so many of the tags got messed up y did i type this in tags i thought it was gonna b a small ramble but no some1 help theyre in my head

i want to put bart in a time loop. konbart time loop au. is this anything

[silencedrage]

my self indulgent list of ideas/dynamics/plots i want to explore - yj edition

pretty much exactly what the title says - these are mostly basic, half-formed ideas that have rapid cycled through my brain so if anything sounds interesting, come yell at me ty. nothing here is exclusive, meaning if, in the unlikely event that more than one person is interested in the same idea, i'm more than fine to explore it with multiple muns/muses because i believe each version will be unique in their own ways. the list below is also non-exclusive and i might add things to it over time, so just because it's not here doesn't mean i'm not interested!! also ocs/canons from other media are equally welcome, we will figure something out

l.ottie:

literally anything with l.aura lee

the 2 month gap between s1 and s2 in the 96 timeline - exploring a little more how they went from doomcoming to lottie leading the wilderness cult; was there ever a conversation about it with anyone?

lottie and travis over the years - it seems like trav was the only one who semi-stayed in touch with lottie, at least enough to be able to call her when he was in crisis (note: i don't view their relationship as romantic but it is Very Important to lottie)

v.an:

someone please give me natvan childhood besties and all the complexities that come with that (i.e., issues when taivan becomes a thing and tai/nat butt heads, the shit they go through in the trailer park with their parents, was van out to nat before the crash? is that why she was so casual about ben?, more strain when van starts following lottie, why don't they keep in touch post-rescue) - idk i just need it

the push-pull between tai and lottie. idk how this would get explored, i am just obsessed with this dynamic

post-breakup situationships where she gets her "needs met"; the rise of dating apps and how that affects her self-esteem, just mess

t.ai:

post-rescue (and breakup) fuckboi tai and some messy af situationships before she settles down with simone

secret meetings with shauna in the years between the timelines bc shauna had a nokia flip phone in her safe to contact tai like they were illicit lovers having an affair

tai and nat and their many discussions (and arguments) about rehab

s.hauna:

callie and/or jeff (that's it - i just need more of them)

pre-crash stuff that shows her relationship with the others outside of jackie, and also with jackie bc i feel like there's a difference between shauna and shauna when she's with jackie and that distinction comes out swinging in the wilderness

honestly like... anyone around wiskayok? could be a canon character, could be an oc, but i imagine she's almost like an urban legend around the town. other than misty, she's the only one who's stayed local (as far as we know) but on the surface she leads such a very normal, boring life. idk i just think locals would be so weird about her lmfao

n.at:

honestly any of the van/nat or tai/nat stuff that i talked about above

the on again-off again stuff with travis, the interplay with her stints in rehab, etc.

how her addiction affects her relationships with others: did she ever end up on shauna's doorstep, or van's before they lost touch? shauna doesn't trust nat in s1 and makes a lot of quips, and feels like maybe shauna's been burned by her addiction that we don't know about?

anyone she met in rehab, anyone she met in her addict circles, people who were around natalie at her lowest - who try and tempt her back, who want to see her succeed, former sponsors, people she's sponsored, etc.

anything with lisa, pls give me the babs

s.imone:

honestly i added her on a whim because i need to explore every possible permutation of simonetaivan in all of its glorious complexity

i'm trying not to delve too much into post-s2 stuff because i want to leave that for s3 so she's pretty open atm

khalida:

any and all versions of akilah pls

something with adult tai tbh? especially in a reality where akilah is not a survivor, i just think there would be something really fucking interesting to dig into there given what we've seen of akilah and tai's relationship

any of the other adult survivors too - the complexity of resentment that they made it back when Akilah didn't, while also wanting to ask them what happened to her baby sister. wanting to blame them but also seeing the horrors reflected in their eyes and knowing she could never fully judge them for anything they had to do to survive

i think the above would be especially funny/complex/tragic with misty, who probably has all of khalida's info when she kept tabs on everyone else too. misty being someone who knows what khalida will always want to know: what really happened to akilah. and misty knowing she'll never tell the truth but enjoying the power that simply having that knowledge gives her. is that fucked up? maybe, but is it anything more fucked up than what the show has already shown? not really

[gayspock]

ok yj

literally everyone peacing the fuck out like i cant doooo this shittttttt, coach ben like "um... byeeee" (walks away) and misty having a panic attack bc she lowkey killed someone 2 secs ago, and then the others starting to do rituals in the corner whilst shaunas giving birth......... AND THEN the flashforwards with shauna being . kind of a terrible person... 😭 like i cant even blame her sometimes shauna you have protect #1 here come on woman

LIKE WHAT SHE SAID TO CALLIE CHRIST ALIVE and callie just sorta looking at her like um. as she realises yeah moms kinda cazzzyyyyyyyN BUT LITERALLY . IF I WAS SHAUNA I'D BE MORE THAN FUCKING CRAZY . EVERYTHING SHE WENT THROUGH. FUCKING HELL.

ok im still watching and im about to vom about coach ben just literally playing music in his head and having fantasies about playing party games with his boyfriend hes literally so dead whilst shauna fucking gives birth

UM.......

I THINK IM GOING TO HAVE A MELT DOWN WATCHING THIS

OH GOD THE NOISES OHJHHH MY GODDDD AHHHHHHHRHGHGHGHGHGHGHHG NNONOOOOO IM WATCHING IT ALL GUSH AND MUSH OUT FUCKINGGGG HELLLLLLLLLLLL JESUS CHRISTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

im also so crazy for lottie as well right now god shes so..........

can i also say. van is fucking living the life im so crazy for her little piece of the world i know what tai is saying its all a fantasy but her fucking shop i feel like my eyes are watering can you even imagine bro.......

okay wait sorry i got distracted

but fucking hell okay what i was gonna say about lottie idk okay fucking hell i hope they never confirm whether there is anything supernatural or NOT supernatural in this show i know thats a contentious topic with this right now with ppl saying either or but literally i dont think it MATTERSSS .... its about faith.......... isnt it...

oh god- OH GOD THE SECODS AFTER WHEN EVERYONE WAS LIKE "i knew you could do it" i had a gutwrenching meltdown like fuck the parallels between that and jackie when she was passing over. the everyone surrounding her with happy faces. i thought there was going to be a fucking HORRIFIC MOMENT where that baby was so dead but also now god what the fuck bc that baby is SO HERE so now uhm. where is it. yeah.

maybe they dont eat the baby but even if it dies or if they leave it in the wilderness my god thats so fucked up but ALSO ALSO ugh my #1 WORST. FEAR. ARE The ocuntless conspiracy theorists saying that it's, like, lisa or something because i hate that on so many levels .... i dont want the baby to be anyone weve seen in the future rn bc i just. uhhhhg. i hate stupid twists like that im sorry.

anyway god back to that thing i was saying... of faith... like fuck man the ambiguity the not knowing if its real, if its not real... of whether there IS something out there. thats what makes it so powerful and what has such fucking grip on these girls because ultimately its their faith and what they put into it thats really got the chokehold ... it doesnt matterrrr if theres something supernatural or not .... imo .... and i dont think thts wishy washy - i know it COULD be, if the writing doesnt bring it back but....

like ugh idk i hatebeing a snotty guy but its so annoying when ppl are all about THE ANSWERRSS THE DEFINITE ANSWERSSSS sorry i have to listen to my coworker try to talk about this show and im like just kinda wracking my brain like who cares what the absolutes are can we enjoy the journey of these girls and their characters puh leaseeeee sniff sniff

im also so fucking crazy for jeff. i am SORRY.

"HI VAN?" (HANGS UP) YA COULDNT MAKE IT UP!

also oh god im watching shauna with this baby and my heart is breaking watchin her try to fucking handle it i cant imagineeeee and again the juxtaposition of that and her in the fucking future with callie in the police station jesus fucking CHRIST man "YOUR KID DOESNT LIKE YOU TOO MUCH DOES SHE" HELLOOOOOO

"YOU REALLY DID A NUMBER ON HER" oh my godddd

something something mothers always being these nurturing figures in fiction of being the faceless somethings in the background. osmething something shauna being fucking insane by comparison get me OUT OF HOW I ENDED UP HERE something something trapped in the wilderness being a mother cant get out something something trapped in the marriage cant get out . hey shauna are you okay

i never even wanted to be a mom i neverrrrrrrr wanted this I DID NOT START OUT A BAD PERSONNNNNNNNNNNN. SHAUNA GIRLIE leave my kid out of it leave my kid out of it COME ON MAN

kevyn with a y is a grade Y yucky loser

callie is kind of eating here btw. "that groomer cop. hes nasty." THEY KNOW THEY WERE FUCKING FREAKS

also oh my god shaunas little meltdowns cut to lottie f- hi fucking hello. HI FUCKING HELLO. LOTTIE. LOTTIE GIRL.

IS EVERYONE FUCKING NORMAL RIGHT NOW

HE NEEDS TO FEED ...

YO COACH BEN YOU NEED TO START RUNNING MAN WE NEED TO GIVE YOU A HEADSTART

CUT TO JEFF IN THE FUCKING CAR. VOM.

also my god lottie being the centre of it all like i did have my . sigh i dont know i wish lottie was MORE present in the first season in a sense like i wish there was more of her . but her being the centre and the one theyre both all "against" but also like they all have such a deep connection with her and

NATALIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE FISH

NATALIE THE FISH DIDNT FUCKING DO SHIT

COME ON NATALIE MAN

BROOOOOOOOOO

EXACTLY NATALIE HELL

natalie being so survivor and the one whos a hunter but being the one who cant fucking kill a fish and is always the oje barely surviving i love natalie

"ITS YOU AND ME KID AGAINST THE WHOLE WORLD" SHAUNA ARE YOU FUCKING ALRIGHT IN ANY CAPACITY .

oh my god that made me so- so- so-

wait

th baby isnt

oh

okay

um

...

dot dot dot

umm

okay i thik im going to puke im going to cry ........

NO . NO THATS SICK WHAT I WAS SAYING WITH THE PARALLELS BEFORE AND JACKIE AND THEN HER VISIO OF THEM ALL EATING AND TH... THIS IS FUCKING HORRIBLE SO MUCH MORE HORRIBLE EVERYTHING

IHATE MY LIFE

[wildernesslost]

under the cut is YJ S2 episode 8 spoilers mentioned but what i want to talk about is a little criticism i have of the way the show has treated their POC characters this season in particular, now I write this as a white bitch, so by all means there are plenty of other folks who are probably more equipped than me to talk about it, so listen to them over me, this is just what i have noticed, and i preface this with the fact i do love this show, and i love that they have a diverse cast, the representation itself is great, but representation only goes so far, you feel me?

I am still processing this week's episode, and I wanna start by saying right out the bat, that Javi deserved fucking better. BOTH of the Martinez brothers deserve better than for their deaths to be used a plot device to add trauma to Natalie's character, without their storylines being in any way meaningful fleshed out, this season in particular Javi has been entirely sidelined after his miraculous return from the wilderness, which we only found out about how he survived and was hiding this week as a means to a plot line to serve Natalie's survival, and don't get me wrong I ADORE Natalie, she is one of my favourites, so this is in NO WAY character hate, this is purely criticism of the show runners, and while I get that someone had to die in his episode, that isn't my criticism, I think he could have still ultimately met the same fate but with his character having actually been given some depth, and for us to have found out before Thursday where he was.

In season 1 we find out Travis is dead in modern timeline, with little to no real storyline, no real explanation other than an oh whoops it went bad and Travis died, oh well, too bad, better move along from Lottie (i love our delulu antler queen but C'MON). The only person really affected b his death was Natalie, and it felt like a real cheap shot to use his death only to add trauma points for her, without once again, giving it more depth and substance.

I know that with such a big cast, and two timelines there is always going to be things we wish we'd gotten, but to me, it feels like it's even more of an issue for the BIPOC characters on the show (Akilah's lack of storyline besides nugget, or the fact none of the mains seemed to give a shit that Crystal (Kristen) was never found, who'd death was only used to give Misty some trauma points. Simone's character barely being mentioned when her wife almost caused her god-damn untimely demise - and sure i get that she isn't a 'main' she's Tai's wife, her storyline isn't wound up in the main modern storyline, it still feels off that we saw the car crash then CRICKETS...anyway, you get my point.)

I just think it's very telling the way that the white main characters are given far more screen time and storylines that are actually meaningful, i'm just a little disappointed that his death was used for shock value and trauma points to a white counterpart, but it's not anything new in TV, so while i am disappointed, I am not surprised. Maybe i have worded this terribly and if i have people feel free to yell at me or give your own interpretation! xD

[therealityhelix]

Shards of the Nexus: Orbital Unresonance pt 3

Somehow, Palpatine Narci returned.

Song: The Phoenix- Fall Out Boy

It’s time for the finale! @cardwrecks​ @captainbaddecisions​

 ?~?~?~?~?

Puzzles stared at the text message, going over it again and again, trying to make sure the wording was right, that it had enough information without being either overly flowery, or too blunt. There was no way to make this go over well, but he didn't have to make it worse either.

He swallowed, took a long, deep breath, and hit send.

                                                                     ?!?!?!?!?

YJ tilted his head, slowly setting his coffee down. Had he read that right? He tipped his glasses up, squinted at his phone. Pulled them back down, squinted again.

Then Arkham entered the conversation with a simple :Not for long.: and YJ knew he had to act now.

:Puzzles, do you require any assistance?:

He could probably afford to put himself out there, as a small challenge to Arkham. After all, the man damn well owed him one. Whether Arkham saw it that way, however...

:Clothes. Shoes. Toiletries. Sufferance.:

And like that, YJ was locked in. He would not renege on an offer; why make one, if you weren't going to follow through? And these were certainly all things that would be easy to provide. But...

Narci? Returned?

Fear and grief rose as a pillar on one side. Hope and the potential for a second chance rose on the other. What was the boy's mental state? Could YJ actually help him this time? Could he be helped in the first place? Had he returned in search of vengeance? Forgiveness?

YJ wasn't sure he could achieve either of those things.

Clothes. That was something YJ could do. He just needed a little help.

:Swag?:

:No comment.:

:Swag.:

:No. Comment.:

:I just need to know what size clothing to look for. You're better at guessing these things than I am.:

:It's not guessing, I can just tell.:

:So tell me.:

YJ wrote down the measurements Swag quoted him, down to shoulder width and inseam. Then he left the conversation. There was some uncomfortable talk there.

“Bruce?” he called down the hall. “Something's come up. I need to go shopping!”

                                                                      ?~?~?~?~?

Nash felt sick. It couldn't be true, could it? But Puzzles didn't pull pranks like this; he was much too serious a person. Which meant it had to be true.

His cheek stung with the memory of pain, the scar on his skin marking him all the way down to his soul. It was supposed to be over.

He would have to move again, wouldn't he? Narci always seemed to be able to find him. It had been comforting, right up until that last time...

That last time, when the blood poured from the gash in Narci's throat, a grotesque crimson mirror to the white in that beatific smile, as he held Nash down, held his gaze until his eyes, cornflower blue and full of madness, grew glassy and unseeing. Until the blood threatened to drown Nash.

It still felt as if some of that blood was inside him. It had gotten into his mouth and nose, the cut on his cheek, and though Nash knew, logically that it wasn't still there; psychologically, he had tasted the waning life of his beloved brother, swallowed it. His body had taken it in, digested it, incorporated it into his own cells.

It remained with him. It was in the tug of the scar on his cheek whenever he smiled. In the smell of blood that he now built traps specifically not to spill. A background whisper in the voice of every person who ever told him they cared about him.

Narci had haunted him for years. Now, maybe he would never be free.

“Lust?” he called weakly. His Sin was home, wasn't he? “Lust, where are you?”

~Here, darling~ the dark creature glided into sight. ~You sound distressed. What troubles you, my dear~

Nash held out his phone wordlessly for the embodied Sin to read.

~Ohhh, dear me. Narciiiiii...That shouldn't be possible. He has earned his place with us in eternal torment. Pride should have had him. He would have torn the miscreant apart~

“Has anyone else ever escaped from Hell?” Nash asked.

~Hmmm. Yes. Unfortunately. Many times. Remember that when I say 'eternal' I am being hyperbolic. Yes, it is on a timescale that seems unthinkable by a mortal mind, but truly nothing is forever. Narci should not have been let go. He must have found a loophole, and I think I know what it was~

“A loophole out of Hell? How does that even work? Aren't there only two options once you're dead?” Nash asked. Well, maybe there were three. One could become a ghost. The otherworldly being laughed, it's breathy voice both mocking and delightful.

~Never has there been a more potent corruption than that of Christian hubris~ Lust purred in amusement. ~So many otherwise decent souls brought low by Pride's creation: the idea that Heaven and Hell is all there is, and that their laws apply to all, both retroactively, and in the future. The sheer devastation this one idea has wrought~

Nash tilted his head. He'd met angels. He'd met Lucifer himself! He knew these thing were real!

~I love you, my darling host, my dearest Eddie, so I will tell you; we Sins, we Virtues? We exist in dozens of forms. A form of me exists in the circles of Hell, yes. And a form of me exists also in Tartarus, and Naraka, and many other places. We aren't strictly celestial or demonic, we are terrestrial. We originated here, with you. I have existed since before your species even had words for gods. I have existed since before your species was your species. I have changed and grown with you. This is why you all have aspects of each of us. We are of you, to some degree or another. And we are under the jurisdiction of the gods your people have accepted over the years as well. It is a complicated relationship~

“So you're saying...all religions are true?”

~Of course not~ Lust scoffed. ~Humans are misled or make things up constantly. Such as that the rules of a religion ever further removed from the teaching of its founder somehow apply universally. Without the consent or invitation of others, up to and enthusiastically including by sword and flame. Pride seeded that through the world using the lips of His own followers, and filled his circle forever.  Brilliant piece of work. However...Narci is a bit of a special case. He had a great many of us tugging at him, but Pride was by far his greatest corrosion. But Narci was no true believer, he merely believed that if there was a Hell, he belonged there. He sacrificed himself for you. For the others. For himself. The damnation was not complete. Pride will have shredded him most severely, but that very spiritual destruction may have been what allowed Narci to free himself. What has returned here is unlikely to be whole. He will be weak. Easy to destroy, if that is what you want, my dear~

“I...” Nash faltered. “I don't want him here, but...I don't want to get anywhere near him. Puzzles is taking care of him, but I can't imagine why. He hated Narci too. Doing this will put Puzzles at odds with Mom. And with Arkham! So it's got to be really important to him, to go against them like that. I wish I understood, but I just...I just think I should stay away for awhile. Narci's crazy. He's a monster with no friends. He won't be around for long. But in the meantime, we should go away, hide somewhere.”

The shadowy Sin wrapped Nash in his many comforting tendrils.

~Whatever you want to do, darling. Whatever you need. I can take you far, far away, or we could move to one of your newer hideouts, and keep watch. Narci won't know about any of those~

“We should keep watch.” Nash decided. “I might not be able to do much, but I can prepare. Maybe I can save Puzzles for once.”

Or maybe he could save himself for once.

                                                                       ?~?~?~?~?

Arkham picked through a box of wingnuts. He needed a fairly large one...that one should do. He twisted it finger tight, then reached for the pliers.

The miracle of resurrection just didn't feel special anymore.

It was worth a chuckle to know that the only people who got that gift seemed to be the worst among humankind. After all, here he was, living again, here Puzzles was, and now Narci. How many murders between them, and yet their victims hadn't been afforded the same opportunities. Laughable.

Still.

There was no way Narci had earned this. Narci didn't earn things. He was a pathetic coward and a failure, a weakling who hadn't been deserving of the name. Puzzles had friends who sacrificed to bring him back. Arkham had loyal followers for the same. Narci had nothing and no one, the little fool had made sure of that. He wouldn't be staying long, if Arkham had any say in it. He was ready, any moment. He would enjoy it too.

Except.

Except...

She had gotten involved. Puzzles had gone to her first. The young man was canny enough; he knew how Arkham would have reacted. So he'd played his cards against them both, and the gamble had paid off. As long as she was involved, Arkham would stay back and wait. Wait for a slip-up. One would come, eventually, and Arkham was capable of great patience.

Until then, he had other plans, other goals. Other people to test who hadn't yet, but eventually would, fail. There were more important things to think about than a worm reaching for the stars.

                                                                     ?~?~?~?~?

Something was wrong.

Her lovers were so quiet. Contemplative.

Unswag got this way sometimes. It was very natural for him. He would let himself wander down the pathways of his mind for hours, rotating things over and over. But she'd caught him Looking at her from time to time, brilliant fire in his eyes, and wondered what he was seeing.

Swag, however exercised a different form of mental discipline, and was next to never this reticent.

They watched her cook, matching reserved expressions constricting like hard hands on her shoulders. Spinning the past few days in her mind, she sought what she might have done to cause their upset. It had to be connected to her somehow, or Swag at least would be complaining about it in search of sympathy. Instead, they shared empty small talk as they ate, and nothing got solved.

The washing up lacked its usual warmth, the tension creeping up her spine. Oh, she hated this.

“Edward, would you like to dance?” Helix asked. They usually did, after dinner. A simple intimacy. A reaffirmation of their secret, silent pledges.  He seemed distracted by her question.

“Hm? Oh. Sure.”

He was willing to go through the motions, but the enthusiasm just wasn't there. The lively beat continued around them as she simply stopped in the middle of the floor, and lay her head against his chest.

“Edward. Please tell me what it is.”

Swag sighed, wrapping his arms around her more earnestly.

“Sorry babe. It ain't your fault. But...it also kinda is. Isn't it?”

Helix gazed into his face, seeking his eyes, but he'd pushed his glasses up, and their tint hid the lapis she sought.

“I don't understand what you mean. What's happened?”

“You helped Puzzles out with a little something a few weeks ago, right? Something about a ghost, maybe?”

Helix nodded.

“His friend was possessed. Puzzles said he'd been one of you once...” she faltered on seeing his lip curl. “I made something for him to reside in, so he wouldn't overpower Prince. A pair of bracelets.”

“Those bracelets...so he was right there the whole time, huh?” Swag said softly, then cursed just as softly. “Don't tell anyone else about those, okay?”

“Okay...?” she agreed. “But what's wrong? Puzzles said he hurt Family, but didn't say anything else. What did he do? Did he hurt you?”

“Not me, not directly, but...” he shut his mouth abruptly, one hand cupping her head, pressing it gently back against his chest. She could hear the quick bounce of his heart. It didn't match his somber voice. “I'm sorry, Helix. I can't talk about it. I won't. I don't want to accept that this is happening. I don't want to think about you being within a hundred miles of it.”

Wouldn't talk about it? Swag talked about nearly anything, if asked. Maybe not in detail, and maybe there were some things that shouldn't be asked, but she wouldn't have guessed this would be one of them.

Then again, she hadn't even been aware that there was a Riddler who had died before she had entered the Nexus. No one had said a single word about it. What could a Riddler have done to make himself such a pariah among his peers?

She glanced back at Unswag, who closed his eyes and shook his head. Nothing. She would get nothing, not from anyone. It was a little shocking. What had she helped bring into the world?

Why had Puzzles agreed to it? Why had Prince?

Unswag came up silent behind her, placing his gloved hands inoffensively on her shoulders.

“You seem tense.” he said, leaving everything else open.

“Think we could probably do something about that.” Swag added.

A distraction. An offer to take the evening on a different course, away from the impasse they'd found themselves at.

Helix agreed.

                                                                     ?~?~?~?~?

The weeks passed while Puzzles tried to smooth things over with the others. He knew Arkham's feeling on the matter, and the sheer relief upon realizing that he was going to remain passive unless provoked almost melted the icy fear in Puzzles spirit.

YJ brought clothes and toiletries, offering any other help that he could, but seemed so reserved, so concerned for Puzzles well-being. For Prince's. For Narci's.

Swag and Unswag were a wall. They refused to have anything to do with it, didn't want him to mention it. Swag didn't even speak in the same way he usually did, dropping the laid back affectation, matching Unswag's clipped tone. How strange, how wrong to think this was once how he had always sounded. Almost intimidating.

Puzzles hadn't known him Before, no one had. Unswag was the closest they'd ever gotten. Perhaps it was better that way.

The Detective and Nash were the most difficult to approach. They were each equal halves of this river of pain, the headwaters and the mouth, the original and final targets. In different ways, he felt he had betrayed them both.

Nash had gone fully underground, answering only one of Puzzles attempts to contact him with a simple “Don't look for me.”

He did, of course, but the boy had completely disappeared. Puzzles had to admit; Nash was perfecting the art.

The Detective on the other hand, welcomed him in as if he'd been gone for ages, rather than a few mere weeks. They looked...bad, which was a major red flag where Detective was concerned. Their carefully cultivated outer beauty was as meticulously maintained as a castles walls, and served much the same purpose. For them to let it go, even a little bit, showed a weight much heavier than Puzzles had expected.

Still, they set out snacks and coffee, played quiet music over their perfectly balanced sound system, and generally made things comfortable for Puzzles. A weird little bug of guilt chewed at him. Far be it for a famous masked career villain to question whether or not he was doing the right thing, but...

But this was different. This was personal. The guilt he felt stemmed from the guilt they all felt regarding this subject: that they had all watched Narci spiral, and did nothing. Puzzles refused to do nothing ever again.

“You've made some interesting decisions lately.” Detective said, their rich voice weary. “Things I wouldn't have expected of you.”

“I don't know that I have the words to adequately explain myself. I know, it's almost unbelievable that I would run out of words, yet here I am.”

“It's not a rebuke.” Detective corrected. “I would not have expected it, but I'm not challenging the validity of your decisions. You never do things without reasons, whether I know those reasons or not.”

“Well...we have seen that some of my reasons have been quite poor, and some of my decisions have had disastrous results, so I can't claim some secret wisdom in this case. I guess I...panicked. A little bit. I've gotten outside people involved. I've set things in motion, and I'm not sure I'm properly prepared for their consequences. There isn't much room in my home; he'll barely have more than a broom closet to himself. I'll have to think about feeding three people. About mental engagement. About containment. About keeping him and Prince from getting into trouble. The amount of money that is going to go into this is staggering.”

“Welcome to fatherhood.” Detective said with a chuckle, and Puzzles groaned.

“I was hoping to avoid exactly that.”

“Sometimes things sneak up on you.” Detective shrugged. “And sometimes they present themselves at your front door with a label on. But ultimately, you are the one who makes the decision, and it sounds as if you have.”

“Yes, I suppose I have.” Puzzles said. And that was it, wasn't it? He had decided.

They shared snacks in a companionable, if somewhat awkward silence. Something bothered him the entire time however, and by the time he'd finished his coffee, he'd figured out what it was, and what he was going to do about it.

He stood, crossing behind the Detective and whipped out his trusty comb. Then he began to comb their unacceptably messy hair. Detective froze in place, slowly relaxing into the demonstration of care.

“Now what could you possibly be thinking?” Detective asked quietly.

“If you aren't going to take care of yourself, then someone has to.”

“Ah.” they said, as if a great mystery had finally been revealed to them. Maybe it had. “You sound like YJ when you talk like that.”

Puzzles took a few moments to contemplate how he felt about that observation.

“Thank you.” he said.

                                                                       ?~?~?~?~?

There was no more time to plan and prepare. The day had come. Puzzles had gathered up everything he thought a new human might need: clothes, a snack, a bottle of water, and of course, the magical bracelets that housed their soul. Prince had handed them over with a little wave, like a child saying goodbye to an imaginary friend.

Puzzles thought about putting them on himself, but dismissed the idea after remembering the repulsively groveling actions of Narci-in-Prince, and could not stand the thought of those servile expressions on his own face.

Instead, they went into one of his many pockets, jingling softly, and he hefted the backpack full of clothes, and trudged to Doctor Alcyone's door. It was annoying to have to do this all on foot, especially knowing he'd have to walk Narci back the way he'd come. Luckily, both he and Narci had always looked younger than they really were, and both had very dark hair and very pale skin. Anyone on the street would think they were brothers, on the way home from school.

“Oh good, you're here!” the doctor exclaimed. “Come in, come in! We don't want him getting overripe!”

Puzzles didn't even want to picture what that might look like. For a short time, he'd wanted to visit during the growth process, just so he could keep tabs on how the body was coming along, but Helix had persuaded him otherwise.

“It's not gonna be like the development of a baby.” she told him. “It's less organized. You might see something like an arm hanging off of a brain with teeth, or something. This is unnatural, Puzzles. These are people who wanted to unravel the works of the gods. And some of them actually did it.”

So he'd stayed away until the doctor contacted him.

“You have the Soul Jar? Excellent. Quick question, did this handsome fellow die violently?”

“I...don't see how that's any of your business.” Puzzles said.

“Oh, it's not, and I couldn't do anything with the information anyway. It's just that sometimes, no matter what you do, the body remembers. This is my way of refusing to take responsibility for a possible defect.”

Puzzles narrowed his eyes.

“What defect? If you are responsible, rest assured, I will hold you as such.”

She gestured at a large, backlit aquarium full of mysterious, semi-pearlescent liquid.

Narci floated, fully grown, down to every last detail. The alabaster skin, the shoulder length black hair, the powerful body of an Olympic level gymnast. The long, thin scar across the width of his throat.

Every last detail.

Puzzles lips pressed thin in consternation.

“You are not responsible for this.��� he conceded.

“I do take my work very seriously, you know.” she said, activating a pump. The thick liquid began draining out, leaving Narci's body soaked and sparkling at the bottom of the aquarium. At Doctor Alcyone's prompting, he grasped the empty body's slick wrist, and slipped the bracelets on.

“Welcome home, Narci.” he muttered. “Don't make us regret this.”

Nothing happened for a few long moments. Then, with clear difficulty, the eyes opened, cornflower blue and full of madness.

                                                   ?~?~?~?~?

And that’s that on that!

Pleas welcome: Narci!

He has Problems!

Narci-1994   “The Wight”

Height:5'6” Weight: 177lbs  AL:NG (formerly CE)

Body Count: Seventeen

Danger Quotient: Med (Catastrophic)

Orientation: Nonbinary Polyamorous Asexual (Strong Male Preference)

Preferred Weapon: Magic-Bare Hands-Spell Stones

Favored Crimes: (Then) Homicide-Torture-Kidnapping-Assault and Battery-Petty Theft (Now) Possession of Controlled Substances-Petty Theft-Trespassing

Strong Points: Gymnastics Training-Escape Artistry-Magical Knowledge-Security-Advanced Computing-Object Enchantment-Basic First Aid-Powerful Guardian

Status: Reformed

YJ!

YJ-1981* “The Favored Son”

Height: 5'9” Weight: 183lbs AL:LN

Body Count: Zero

Danger Quotient: Low

Orientation: Cisgender Bisexual (No Preference)

Preferred Weapon: Bear Spray-Flash/Smoke Bomb-Taser-Retractable Baton-Knockout Gas

Favored Crimes: (Then) Kidnapping-Cyber Attacks-Small Scale Heists-Fraud (Now) Aiding and Abetting

Strong Points: Social Contacts-Leadership Skills-Security-Basic First Aid-Stunt driving(motorcycle)-Futuristic Gear-Futuristic Electronics-Futuristic Computing

Status: Reformed

*YJ's world is contemporary, but the technology is far advanced of the others.

Arkham!

Arkham-1970 “The Pater Familias”

Height: 6'1” Weight: 184lbs  AL: CE

Body Count: Unknown-Increasing

Danger Quotient: Very High

Orientation: Cisgender Pansexual

Preferred Weapon: Electrified Cane-Pistols

Favored Crimes: Kidnapping-Homicide-Torture-Fraud-Assault and Battery

Strong Points: Deathtraps-Employee Loyalty-Security-Basic First Aid-Advanced Recycling-High Pain Tolerance-Advanced Electronics-Hybrid Electronics-Advanced Computing-Force of Personality (Intimidation)-Advanced Building Renovation

Status: Active

Nash! and ‘Friend’!

Nash-1998  “The Lost Boy”

Height: 5'9” Weight:156lbs  AL:CN-NE

Body Count: Eight

Danger Quotient: Med-High

Orientation: Cisgender Demisexual

Preferred Weapon: Retractable Cane-Spike Keyring-Bear Spray

Favored Crimes: Petty Theft-Assault and Battery-Cyber Crimes

Strong Points: Survival Skills-Basic First Aid-Advanced Computing-Aura of Attraction-Powerful Guardian-Supernatural Contacts-Escape Artistry

Status: Semi-reformed

Swag and Unswag!

Helix!

Detective!

And, of course, Puzzles!

He’s really not used to altruism, but he sure tried!

[jackienautism]

i wanted to send this on anon cause im Scared but its fine. jess i originally followed you for resident evil content because you were rbing some banger fucking posts and you just happen to post about a bunch of other stuff (some of which im into) and so i like reading your posts when they show up on my dash. and i absolutely dont know jack shit about yj but i look at your posts about it and i literally dont know any of the characters or story i *only* know your posts but im sitting here reading them with a hand over my mouth dramatically like ohhhh.... how could they say that about jackie..... dont do her like that 😭

SORRY I HAVE ANON OFF (probably permanently tbh) SO IM SO SO SORRY ABT THAT..... BUT I SERIOUSLY APPRECIATE YOU SENDING THIS IN 😭😭😭😭 i always see you interacting w/ my posts and rbs and stuff so its super appreciated.... i apologize for not following back im just super picky but we shall now become mutuals i promise.... thank u fo r sending this in like seriously i am so happee!!!! i dont even remember what i was rbing in terms of RE but if you ever wanted to talk abt it just hmu!!!!!! oalways in desperate need for ppl w/ Good Taste whos also into RE. or anything else tbh!

but thank you for this again :] i always feel like im just writing and posting nonsense tbh KFDGLNFDG so this was nice to see. IM SO GLAD THAT YOU ONLY KNOW ABT YJ BASED ON MY POSTINGS THOUGKDLF GNDF its ok im right abt everything regarding it so youre in good hands❤️ (half joking) AND YOURE SO FUNNY BTW LMAOO the fandom DOES do her like that and thats why im here.... im here to complain......