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bakugous-abs · 4 years ago

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Ok so,, I'm not sure if this should be two separate asks but here goes - headcanon/scenario where a reader who has never really worked out her feelings crudely and unfiltered confesses to bakugou? How would he react? Does he know or have feelings for her too? Are they both super awkward or does he take the lead? Reader is a bit tsun and considers him a huge jerk so is really confused at how she also finds him hot. Possible scenario is during/after combat training? Much thankies :3

Enjoy!! I really liked this one and you hope you like what ive done with it. It turned out a bit long. Oops - Bomb

Warm sun crashed down onto the training ground, pounding your skin with hot rays that forced your body to sweat. The drops flowed down your cheeks, dancing as the wind knocked them around, making them split and converge with each other till they reached your chin or the tip of your nose where they would drip onto the hard ground.

It sucked to be absolutely honest. The heat was draining as you were forced to move around, dodging massive explosions from a particularly angry training partner. His screams of irritation for you to fight him or die trying bounced off the buildings and into your ears, but they were barely processed in your head.

Bakugou Katsuki. Known asshole to all, a friend of very few, a lover to none. A relentless jerk who constantly bullied his classmates and his supposed childhood best friend. A boy who doesn't even bother to remember the names of those he may be working with in the future. An absolute dick.

He royally pisses you off. He saunters around school without a single care for those he bumps into like he's the best thing this school was graced with.

And yet. He was extremely attractive. That can be seen by anyone. A strong body structure with an equally sharp face to pair with it. His muscles were extremely toned for a high schooler, and jaw line so incredibly sharp you might as well be able to get a paper cut on it. Skin clear of any blemishes with an ever so slight tan to compliment it.

He was incredibly hot. If only he had a personality to match. Though by the permanent scowl that was imprinted onto his face, you guess it was only expected that he was not very friendly.

You hated him.

So why was it that this asshole could make your stomach flutter, your heart palpitate, and get your cheeks to become a rosy pink whenever he talked to you?!

The scowl that had unknowingly made it onto your face became even more defined. A growl emanating from your throat as you dodged yet another attack thrown at you by the blond, just barely escaping with no more than a graze from a surprised attack from his other hand.

He had no qualms with beating the shit out of anyone he came across to prove his point that he was the top dog, no matter their size or gender.

You hated how completely admirable it was.

Bakugou let out an angry yell, "Why aren't you fighting me?! Stop fucking dodging me!"

You gave into his request, and landed on all fours, unleashing your quirk. Your vocal cords twisted and lengthened, and you unleashed a powerful roar similar to that of a lion. The sound waves combined with the wind from your voice sent a swirling mass of wind that flew up several thin layers of dust and debris that had collected on the ground. Even a few whole rocks were picked up and flew directly at Bakugou, surprising him.

Truth be told he didn't expect you to obey immediately, and that was a miscalculation that ended in him getting flown back a few feet back. He barely had time to fix his standing on the uneven ground before you came out from the swirling wind, spinning towards him and sending a powerful punch directly into what you assumed was close to his gut.

However you were slow to react to an explosion he let off on your arm that had connected with him, and got burned pretty badly as he was sent flying. A short yell of pain erupted from your throat that sounded similar to the roar from before, your vocal cords not yet going back to the size of a humans. A few more seconds and they would be back to normal.

The burn on your arm pounded with every beat of your heart, heat radiating off of it from the explosion. Your skin was smoking and the scent of burning flesh filled your nostrils.

Rage filled your heart as you stared at it, but not because it hurt (even though it did), but because of the fact that he was just so quick thinking. You never would have thought to counteract that, not that you had the reaction time to do so. It was one more thing you admired about him that sent your heart racing whenever you watched him fight.

You howled in rage in your head. He was so unbelievably admirable and yet such a pain in the fucking ass!

He used this time you were staring at your wound to blast back towards you from wherever he landed and recovered from and taking hold of your neck, pushing you harshly back into a building wall.

"So now you decide to fight back huh?! After avoiding my attacks like a scaredy cat-"

"I am not a scaredy cat you asshole!" You grabbed hold of his arm and hooked your leg under his own and pulled, simultaneously twisting your body and sending him underneath you.

You could feel the dam of your feelings breaking with every violent touch you inflicted on each other. It seemed you both were venting your anger today. But what the hell was he angry about that he had to take it out on you for?!

"Don't you EVER assume you know how I'm feeling!" The first crack in your dam caused the emotional water behind it to spurt out, the words tumbling from your mouth. Your grip tightened on the collar of his hero outfit, a mix of rage and overwhelming sorrow filled your expression. "You don't know the first thing about what I feel towards you!"

Bakugou didn't expect such an emotional expression to decorate your face. In truth, it surprised him, and he hated the way it made both his heart and his stomach hurt. He was about to retaliate when you began to speak once more.

"I hate you so much! You're such an asshole to everybody! Even your childhood friend if you can even call him that!" You could feel his muscles stiffen at the obvious reference to Deku. "But I admire you in almost every way that I hate you and it makes me sick! I hate how I want to spend more time with you each and every day despite how I know you feel about me!"

Everything was coming out, you couldn't cry and yet you felt an awful need to. You hated this. Why were you feeling this way?

A sudden slam to your back brought you back to reality. Bakugou had flipped you over, putting both his hands on either side of your head.

"Dont be a hypocrite and assume that you know how I feel about you dumbass! Have you jot fucking realized that I feel the same?! How could you be so smart and top of the line and yet so unbelievably dumb as well?! I feel the same way you do and it also pisses me off!"

You were stunned. He felt the same? What did that mean? How were you supposed to make sense of and know if that's a good thing if you didn't even know what the feelings meant!

And then it suddenly hit you like a truck. You liked him. You had a crush on him. And he had a crush on you too. You both liked each other. And it pissed the both of you off.

Good god you were so dumb.

"Fuck." You whispered. You did not have the mental capacity to deal with this.

"I quit! I tap out!" You yelled, pushing the blond off you with every ounce of strength you had, your adrenaline starting to wear off and the wound on your arm was finally starting to process in your head. You hissed in pain as you held your forearm to your chest and to your heart, trying to hide both of them from the outside world.

"What?! You can't just tap out loser! Come back here and fight me!!" And yelled, going up and grabbing your shoulder, but you slapped it away.

"If you hadn't noticed, baka, I don't want to fight you! Not after realizing I like you! You don't realize how much that hurts, do you?! Take a hint!" You roared at him twirling around, not actually angry but more than a bit defensive.

There was silence behind you for a few seconds as you walked back to the school, hoping to get first aid, until you heard footsteps catch up to you and walk beside you, a gasp escaping your lips when you felt something brush against your hand.

"Dumbass." he grumbled. "Assuming what I'm feeling again." Was all he said as he walked close to you, sticking by your side the rest of the walk back, his pinky curled around your own in a small display of affection. Your heart beat fast, and a blush showed upon your cheeks. You looked the opposite direction.

"Dummy"

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cerberus253 · 4 years ago

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Demon Deep Dive (JCA)

Someone asked if I could do headcanons for the Eight Demon Sorcerers from Jackie Chan Adventures, so here it is, and more! Much more oh God...

Canon Stuff

All seven Demon Sorcerers HATE Shendu for his conniving nature and deceptive past towards/with them (Drago just hates him because father issues)

The Demon Sorcerers do not need external objects to perform spells, for it simply comes from their physical being

They are all old fucks

There are plenty more demon sorcerers, but these eight/nine are all those that were ever mentioned

All want to rule the world

Everyone, aside from Shendu, actually somewhat care about each other and agree to rule the world together. Why is that even though they shouldn’t have “social urges“ because of their biology? We’ll discuss that later

Looking back on the very first episode they were all in together, they are fucking in sync as all Hell! They were finishing each others’ sentences, they knew what each one was thinking. Damn, son, they be tight AF; family goals, amiright?

How to start a Demon Sorcerer meeting: Step 1) Find Po Kong, Step 2) Call everyone else over because it would take too long moving her at all

About the individual demons themselves (Most of this is reworded from the Wiki, but confirmed through watching their episodes):

Hsi Wu

Guerilla tactics for the win

Oddly patient, ya know, for someone so kind of childish

Becomes bored easily, so he has the knack to pick on his siblings and humans, with the latter being in more vicious and cruel ways

Aside from Shendu, Hsi Wu is the most bullied by his siblings (it’s because he’s small, isn’t it??)

Although he hates Shendu like the rest of his siblings, he is more “cold and apathetic“ towards him, with occasionally getting along, albeit extremely slight

High pitched noises hurts his ears

“His wings are sharp enough to cut through concrete“

Playful, although in a sadistic way

Simply flies to get where he needs to be

Likes to pester and make fun of Po Kong specifically

He just. Constantly smiles or has this big wide, toothy grin on his face all the time

*gremlin noises* *cat hisses*

Best/Worst Actor Award goes to...

Tso Lan

Sophisticated and more-or-less monotone sounding, he is always on alert with his senses. Despite this, his reaction timing is awful

Seemingly emotionless, his relaxed demeanor breaks when something doesn’t go his way. He does display some sarcasm, though

According to the wiki, he is very hard to please and never compliments anyone. What a stuck-up asshole

Along with Bai Tza and Xiao Fung, he is one of the more authoritative demon figures of the family

He apparently is one of the elder siblings

He is one of the most powerful sibling because he can bring the fucking Moon out of fucking orbit like it is nothing

He is Shantae He can control his hair, as well as float and glide gracefully

He can survive in space

He does indeed have legs, for he has been seen walking ONCE and we get to see his boots (Demon World (Part 2))

Shendu (My apologies, but not my regret, about if you are upset with me and my loathing for Shendu)

Selfish asshole who doesn’t like sharing, even with his family

Everybody Hates Shendu and Shendu Hates Everybody, and they all want each other dead, including Drago

Legit, he made a truce with Uncle, the mortal enemy, so he could horribly punish Drago. What a good father, amiright???

Can hold a grudge for, like, ever and hardly ever keep his promises. He also willingly admits he’s a traitorous bastard

Greedy and sophisticated asshole

Like, Jesus Christ, I wanted to give Shendu some slack because I did not want myself to be blinded by hatred for the guy, but my God is he the worst

“Shendu is not only devoid of compassion and sympathy for mortals, but also cares little to nothing for his family-members - this is displayed most markedly by how he left his siblings to rot in the Netherworld so he could rule the Earth himself.“

“Father and son's relationship was so toxic that Shendu even declared when Drago was being sucked into an interdimensional rift that his son deserved no less than to be trapped on the other side for his disloyalty.“

“Despite this, in response to Drago's apology and profuse pleading, Shendu visibly contemplated for a moment and hesitantly decided to try saving Drago from his fate (with a warning that his son must remember he is second to Shendu while they're on Earth), suggesting Shendu might genuinely care about his son to some extent (or at the very least, as close to caring about another being as Shendu is capable of).“ Um, not sure if I agree on the “genuinely care“ part, but totes on board with the “just wants him for a playing chip“ thought

Although he may be one of the most powerful demons of the family, that does not stop his siblings from actively going against him, which surprisingly makes Shendu submissive to them. Hmm...

He legit cares about no one but himself and that is no overstatement. I’m sorry to all those fangirls out there :V

Once ruled all of China

Shendu gets all whiny and high pitched, often stuttering, when expressing fear (which is every single time he gets a family reunion, which reminds me...)

He can be such a cheeky charmer

Although Shendu only cares about himself, he does seem pretty observant with recognizing what others do want, and of course uses that to his advantage. Hm, observant guy; no wonder he has fangirls

Tchang Zu

Not that talkative, even during fights, and rather only speaks when he feels the need to. However, when he does speak, it is rather loud and/or commanding

Hates when he isn’t respected, especially out of fear. He hates it so much he verbally explodes with anger when something personal to him is disrespected

Is willing to get down and dirty when reaching his (and his siblings’) goals

Is most likely the most colorful with his wording and admiring architecture

Really only attacks those he deems worthy (apparently there was a crowd of humans he only bothered scaring away and not attacking, even though they only saw him as entertainment?)

Become Goku Flies on a cloud to get where he needs to be

Oh my God he sits criss-cross-applesauce

Dai Gui

A little under average intelligence, but his brutality and strength make up for it, being an absolute bulldozer with anything that stands in his way

I must reinforce the “a little under average“ part because he does use the word “ludicrous,“ which is no caveman word

Violent and macabre imagery is his verbal forte

A big bully, since he loves throwing his authority around to those under him

Similar to Tchang Zu, Dai Gui is also willing to do dirty work, but mainly for himself than for others

Absolutely LOATHES “pretty“ things, like flowers

Sometimes talks in third person

Seems to prefer using his raw strength than his magical powers

Laughs at his own jokes

Persistent and dedicated. Nice!

Po Kong

Hungry Hungry Hippo; food is always on the mind, I wouldn’t be surprised if her want to rule the world was second on her list

Although she can and would eat anything, she is still picky

Her favorite flavor is human and salt

She knows French (ah yes, one of the “Love Languages”)

She snores

Po Kong likes to torment Hsi Wu

She can walk on her own

Favorite food: Human

Bai Tza

Hates Shendu the most

Most outspoken and dominating out of all the demons (”verged on superiority complex”)

Tends to deal with situations more realistically, as well as learning from past mistakes

Despite her intelligence, her hubris still gets the best of her

Along with Tso Lan and Xiao Fung, she is one of the more authoritative demon figures of the family

Apparently didn’t have humans living in her palace, which was Atlantis

Can levitate

Bunch of banshee screeches. Yeesh

Xiao Fung

Talkative and slimey diplomat that prefers debating with his siblings rather than arguing and fighting

Enjoys fights to the death between his underlings

Has an interest in drama and being a part of it

Seems to be the most cooperative and decent when working with humans. Cool!

Absolutely despises the Netherworld so much that a human prison is “paradise“ to him

Along with Bai Tza and Tso Lan, he is one of the more authoritative demon figures of the family

Need to get somewhere? No problem, just jettison your way with wind bellows from your lungs through your mouth

Although he does care for his siblings, it’s apparently not enough to “carry the burden“ of freeing them. Maybe it’s out of pure laziness? He does seem against doing active things (other than blowing wind, which only he can do)

Headcanon Stuff

Why do the Demon Sorcerers (besides Shendu) actually care for one another and agree to share the Earth between each other? I did say they do not possess the inherent-to-parent instinct, but I never said they were not social animals. The demons may not have the need to reproduce or want sexual anything, but they do posses the need/want to have company, which is kind of supported by the fact that canonically and in real life, Chinese demons mainly want to be praised and treated like gods. One cannot be considered a god, nor be praised in general, if one does not have beings beneath or beside them for confirmation

So, in a way, you could say they all desire some sort of reassurance of their importance.

Their relationship with humans is understandable, given from with what I just said, but the relationship between one another is a little more... deep? They obviously consider each other legit family, so they do care about one another (with some rough-play rivalry), but I think it’s less on the biological factor and more of the “fitting in“ factor.

Here’s my theory: Yes they are biologically family, but they did not view each other as such originally. After a while of being with one another, experiencing similarities, they became family-close in the metaphorical sense (in addition to the literal sense). This would explain how Shendu could have lost touch with them intimately while the others did not with each other, all the while still considering each other as family.

So, despite my whole push on the demons having little compassion, they do still harbor it; expressing it through family feelings. However, just like humans, there are always those who posses less compassion than the average person, and that would be Shendu. Shendu is the psychopath of the family-- the Black Sheep, if you will

In addition, theoretically, for all those fangirls and guys out there, they could love you like a precious pet. Just sayin’ (so, like, imagine the Demon Sorcerers having human pets and treating them like we do our own “Look how much of a chonkster my human is!” “Oh yeah? Well mine started getting ready for winter early; look at this massive boy-o!” I call my cats “stupid, stinky babies who I love” and then proceed to cuddle them all the time :V)

Fuck it, they have family movie/theatre nights because I find it endearing even though it may be Out of Character

To begin this next section, I want to state that the Demon Sorcerers are based on The Bagua. However, it is merely their elements that are the inspiration, not anything with the philosophy behind Bagua. However however, I will be looking into it and seeing what the Bagua has that still can reflect on the sorcerers. In other words, instead of basing the demons on the Bagua, I’ll be “basing“ the Bagua on the demons, if that makes sense.

Smol

Hsi Wu’s kingdom was probably located on the eastern coast of the USA

Judging by that teacher’s transformation with some of his chi, he may have “avian tendencies” with flying south for the winter and building nest-like structures

Probably the most convincing one to “befriend“ a human. Not because of his past friendship with Jade, but because people could relate to him of being picked on from size and lack of abilities, in addition to being more approachable because of his size and playfulness

His demeanor is mostly childlike, especially with how cruel children can be

Probably dislikes orchestral music, especially violins, flutes, the triangle, etc

Would most likely become a memester. Maybe.

“How do ya do, fellow kids?“

Likes to listen to music/singing while doing things and stuff. So, maybe he has to be distracted to some degree to be content, or he will be grumpy? (AD(H)D)

Real Talk: At one point in Tale of the Demon Tail (where Jade “befriends” Hsi Wu, or really his persona), Hsi Wu’s persona of being Jade’s friend actually disintegrates. Meaning, that “mask“ he put on to befriend Jade, at one point dissolved into an actual aspect of himself. So, when he answered Jade’s question of ‘are you going to the dance‘ or whatever, his initial response was that of an actual human-child Hsi Wu friend. While yes he was still acting, his initial response was almost unconscious, and then he realized what he was saying and said the other thing. I mean, it could have easily been “Nah, that’s stupid-- oh wait, that’s a good idea to get inside the house, actually,“ but that still follows the unconscious response action. What am I getting at here? Well, the interaction the two had proves that a clump of Hsi Wu’s personality does click with Jade. I’m not saying “I ship it“ or anything, what I’m saying is their personalities attract one another in general and could work between two different characters. As much as they seem to get along, there are other characteristics the two have that oppose one another and definitely shatters that friendship. So, Jade and Hsi Wu Being Friends? No; Some Personality Traits They Have Connect to One Another in General and Could Work Between? Yes.

The ye olde game of Chase is probably his favorite. Ya know, the game where you chase people around? Yeah, any game where he gets to chase/hunt his pray would be his favorite

Very similar to Shendu, Hsi Wu is one of the craftier folk of the family. However, unlike Shendu, creativity is his primary weapon which is, of course, used to make up for his size.

Similar to Xiao Fung, Hsi Wu is also one of the siblings that listens and pays attention the most. Their difference being is the information he learns is more for his selfish advantage than a “getting along” way.

Despite his dishonesty towards Jade, he is the most integral to himself. What I mean is, while yes all the demons follow their demon ethos, I believe Hsi Wu is the most true to himself and wouldn’t back down or reject something he is honestly interested in. However, probably because he knows how others know him, he can use this integrity to fool others into believing him with ease.

Hsi Wu is also probably the most inclined to have faith in others, but this DOES NOT mean he easily trusts people. What I’m saying is he may not easily trust others, but when he does, that faith in them is near unwavering

“The Beauty of Mischief”

“Lord High Lord of the Sky,” or “Lord High Lord of Firmament”

Vamps

Tso Lan’s “kingdom“ was probably located on the Moon

Like all sophisticated assholes, he probably enjoys reading, but only books that deal with the fall of humanity and apocalypse stuff. Maybe even some space stuff, like the movie Interstellar? (Star Wars can kiss his ass, though)

Can posses dark matter? Because of his dark magic bolts and his affinity with gravity?

Doesn’t like being around people. His siblings are fine, but he rather not have company, judging by how he most likely spends his time on the Moon and rarely visits Earth. Antisocial personality disorder much??

Like we have stated earlier, Tso Lan never gives out compliments, for he is oh so difficult to please. He watches intently and is careful with his neutral wording, always sounding cold and cruel. However, despite his emotionless disposition, he does have some ugly colors. For example, he does get angry, especially when he is interrupted. Example two, he does take pleasure in tormenting his enemies. However, the good color of natural tranquility explains his seemingly “lack of emotion.”

If he can ever “give respect” to anyone, it’s probably so difficult to achieve it should be considered impossible. But hey, if you do somehow get his compliments, consider yourself special, home slice! In addition, it’s probably also highly unlikely to get him to laugh. Like, not even a chuckle. Maybe a sarcastic and flat “Ha,“ but nothing too intense.

He may not think of himself as king or an emperor, but he does view himself as some sort of higher metaphysical power, like a pontiff. In addition, he probably sees his position being the highest because of his throne on the Moon and his power over gravity (and maybe dark matter). Being used to this placement, he has distanced himself from just about every living thing, being untainted with normal, petty desires. Oh but being a demon has its drawbacks, for wanting is in the blood. Meaning, there are most likely some things out there that he may desire (Fanfic Writers, assemble!)

You want him him to talk dirty to you? Why yes, you should keep good hygiene and not be smelly. Real Talk, though, because of his lack of emotion words, he probably would have difficulty conveying emotion verbally. But hey, his voice and tones are enough to get anyone aroused :V

Might secretly like dancing, but only simple ones. Like, The Waltz would be the most active he’d like

Might also hum tunes every so often. Despite that, he still prefers silence over noise of any kind.

“The Beauty of Isolation”

“Lord High Lord of the Moon,” or “Lord High Lord of Satellites”

Shit Dad

Probably studies magic the most and has a huge library filled to the brim with spell books and whatnot

Drago may be on his mind a lot, but probably not for any positive reason

Probably had Drago made for that thing in Taoism where two beings can connect one another metaphysically, and if one is in trouble (like they died or something), the other can help out (and resurrect if need be). Or, he wanted someone that wasn’t human on his side because he’s sure as Hell his siblings won’t side with him

While Drago is way more hotheaded than his Dad, it seems Shendu is more likely to let a petty grudge get in the way of his goals

Shendu hates family reunions

Dude’s a mad scientist

Probably regrets having Drago

Oh God, oh fuq, it’s the Big Bad Dragon that wants everything for himself. He must know what his name translates to because oh boy does he feel entitled to his mighty sovereignty. Like, he lusts for power so much that no amount of trickery could mask his clarity of greed, ya know, like a “true” dragon. What he wants, he will obtain, with let nothing obstruct his path… other than a petty grudge. He’s so full of passion and thermal rage he sticks out like a sore thumb amongst his brethren. He would even sink to deep lows to get what he desires, even if it is heavily depending on humans, lying, cheating, and stealing from his own family, doing forbidden things with humans to have a “son” he only wants to use as a playing piece, and even bend reality to his liking.

However, I must say it is impressive and admirable how adaptive he is with every situation he finds himself in. He is rather courageous and would try anything to reach his goal, even if it is siding with the enemy. Shendu speaks in sophistication and eloquence, to which the latter trait he shares with Xiang Zu, despite his childlike outbursts of rage.

He may not be the most elementally powerful sibling, but he is The Best with knowledge about other magics like spells and potions.

He does perform the stereotype of “dragons are beasts of greed” exceptionally well, which, I can admit, is pretty hot, being a monster lover myself

Something I’ve noticed with his face is that he lacks lips, which are replaced with external tooth-like structures. This actually forces the creators to make him expressive through other means, like his eyes. So, he’s expressive, and he fits the draconic poem I read in a book somewhere “Beware the glint in a dragons’ eye/ It is cold as ice to the liar/ It is sharp as a knife to the knave/ It is hard as iron to the greedy/ It is a burning flame to the brave.”

“The Beauty of Wrath”

“Lord High Lord of Fire,” or “Lord High Lord of The Thermal”

Sparky

Tchang Zu’s kingdom was probably located on the western coast of the USA

Would request for extravagant buildings and structures, as well as being a big fan of theatre (Beowulf, anyone?)

I can imagine him having a deep, boisterous laugh that is an award to trigger

Probably the best war strategist, everyone would hate playing Axis and Allies with him (He’d either play Russia for the size, or Germany because, well, you know)

(I’m just repeating what I’ve already stated, but whatever.) Similar to Tso Lan, Tchang Zu is careful with his words. However, what the latter does is speak only when he deems it appropriate, and sometimes with eloquence. When he does share his thoughts, it is in an assertive tone, making everyone stop and listen.

Tchang Zu is rarely ever caught off guard and surely plants himself where he stands, literally and figuratively. Despite his assertiveness, he does not come off as one of the most “authoritative” figures of the family. Instead, he’s more of an overseer and commander, making sure everything is falling in line under his, and his siblings’, iron-fist.

He is one of the few that would take the initiative when confronting a problem, which must be pretty terrifying for the opposition, seeing as how intimidating he is. Oof. Although he is on the shorter side, it does not bother him, for he knows his power is just as great as his siblings’.

Unlike his siblings, he wouldn’t be one of the “crafty” folk. What I mean is he isn’t a trickstery cuck like Hsi Wu and Shendu, but actually follows demon code and honor. I mean, not that “demon honor” is anything greater or equal to “human honor,” but the point still stands. What is “Demon Code and Honor” you ask? I dunno, watch Jackie Chan Adventures and observe demon culture yourself.

His demeanor may be slow and steady, but when he fights and flashes lightning, so much power and energy erupts from within. Majestic

Knows how to use semicolons properly

“The Beauty of Imperiality”

“Lord High Lord of Thunder,” or “Lord High Lord of Electricity”

Dai Guinguini

Dai Gui’s Kingdom was probably located on the western coast of Europe, maybe more specifically Spain

Let’s take that “hates pretty things“ even further beyond. The words “delicate and innocent“ usually come to mind when the words “pretty“ and “flower“ are shown. So, I headcanon he hates weak and fragile looking things, as well as cute. The more petite and dainty something looks, the more of an urge to destroy rises up

Probably needs to hold down a vomit when seeing romance in any medium (lava vomit?)

Also probably iffy on crystals and gems. Like, they are shiny and pretty and are sometimes delicate, but man, the massive structures these things can form into is crazy.

Dai Gui reminds me of the colossi in Shadow of the Colossus when viewed just wandering around. We know he acts like a brute and hates petite things, and is quite aggressive when he fights, but there’s something about him that makes me think of some majestic creature that likes to walk around all alone in a wide open space. There is some beauty to his “monstrosity” and I feel like that’s overlooked by him always being described as, well, a brute.

Although not as intense as Shendu’s, rage can also be a common sight with Dai Gui, but it’s mostly from his non preferred environments. Also, similar to Tchang Zu, Dai Gui appreciates his structural surroundings, but has a more keen interest in its earthly variety. Mountains, canyons, plains, plateaus, mesas, volcanos, deserts, etc. would be his ideal territory. Like I have mentioned before, I feel like he’d often roam around his landscape, constantly fixing and changing anything he desired.

Even though he doesn’t like flowers and such, I do not think he hates nature in general. Maybe most of it, but not all. He may like huge ass trees for their size and might, grasslands (like savannas) because, although grass is all over, it still gives a vast emptiness of calmness, which deserts give a vast emptiness of despair.

Quick note, I’m not saying he’s artistic and elegant. What I am saying he isn’t just a dumb idiot caveman that just lusts for destruction, but rather actually has a hobby of shaping the earth. Yes, he might find the terrestrial variety of the earth interesting, but he isn’t all, like, “Hmm yes, insert fancy art words here;” he’s more like “Hm yes, me like; I shall do more over there” and then just… does it without any pre planning or anything.

Not only does he like creating earthly structures, but also destroying them. Have you ever built something so cool (or have just seen something so cool) with Legos or whatever, and for some reason want to destroy it just because ‘ha ha destruction fun’? Yeah, that’s him sometimes.

I’d also like to add he likes bugs. Not only eating them, but also admiring their earth shaping tendencies. Their structures won’t stop him from eating them all, but he does like to see what they make before the big snack

I bet he likes to sunbathe sometimes. Mmmmm, warm rocks always feel good. Cool rocks, too! (This also made me think of belly rubs… hmm)

“The Beauty of Incessance”

“Lord High Lord of Earth,” or “Lord High Lord of Formation“

Mount Vesuvius

Po Kong’s kingdom was probably located in Japan, and/or Japan itself

Most likely the one to zone out on meetings with just thoughts on food (ADD maybe?)

Although she’d eat anything, Po Kong probably appreciates and remembers excellent meals. In addition, she probably could describe in detail of various tastes

Or, alternatively, since she eats so much all the food just blends together

Apparently, humans taste like chicken. So maybe, genetically create giant ass chickens, like in Skyrim, and feed her that if humans become scarce and/or too small for satisfaction

Probably the most difficult demon to satisfy, but not just because of hefty demands, but because she is practically the personification of gluttony. Like, I’m sure she can and will eat anything she wants, even inorganic things. She likes it? Nom. She hates it? Nom. She will never be fulfilled until she has consumed all… or until she explodes or whatever. I’m being dramatic.

Luckily, she is not picky. Unluckily, she is also picky. I guess it just depends on her hunger mood. One day, she may want just a bunch of salty snacks, likes chips and fries, and on another day she may want a giant bundt cake filled with gooey human flesh and blood.

Legit though, her kingdom/empire would be the number one food place in the entire world, with having the largest kitchen and all the best cooks (ha ha, like a collection. You could say she would have Too Many Cooks, but “too many” doesn’t exist in Po Kong World!). She would have food critics to make sure the meals she really wants to enjoy taste wonderful. Dude, like, imagine Gordon Ramsay and Guy Fieri at her command. She’d laugh her ass off with Ramsay yelling at people and Fieri with all of his antics; they’d be her favorite little humans. Funny, they’d both still be practically doing the job they do now, just being ordered around by a tyrannical demon who also likes food.

Has no interest in video games and picture shows, but does have the interest in the unique food that appears in them and of course demands them to be made for her.

To get on her “good side” is to be absolutely loyal to her and her eating habits. Ya gotta make the best meals, serve them in delightful ways (she actually doesn’t care about any fancy stuff, but appreciates the effort if done right).

I bet she likes getting spoiled. I mean, yeah, all the demons would want gifts rained down upon them, but they wouldn’t express as much glee as Po Kong would. She’d probably sound condescending half the time, but hey, at least she’s happy and smiles. Gotta give her big gifts though. Go big or go home, folks.

Just like us folk, she prefers Maximum Comfort when eating. That means sitting in her favorite chair, eating from her favorite dish, and watching her favorite entertainment pieces.

Ya into vore? She’s your woman *finger guns*

“The Beauty of Indulgence”

“Lord High Lady of the Mountains,” or “Lord High Lady of Beasts“

What do you call a fish without eyes? A Fsh

Bai Tza’s kingdom is factually Atlantis, but in the JCA universe, Atlantis might be close to the southern coast of Europe in the Mediterranean Sea

She’d be the one initially planning family get-togethers

Do I dare say I could imagine her being a dominatrix? Yeah sure

Similar to Tso Lan, she has/had an isolated kingdom away from humanity, but unlike her brother she most likely had subjects, which lived coastal in southern and south-east Europe, Northern Africa, and the Middle-East. Every civilization took a part in building her castle and its decor, but soon after it was complete, she sank it to the bottom of the Mediterranean Sea, never to be gazed upon with mortal eyes ever again.

Although she can survive in either, Bai Tza prefers warm and salty waters over cool and fresh waters.

Because of her unique bond with water, which literally has her able to morph to and fro between a liquid and solid state, she probably traveled and oversought numerous locations around the world, with any place being close to warm and salty seas. Did she hold dominion over them? Maybe, seeing as how just the Mediterranean Sea and most of its surrounding land is quite small for a kingdom when compared to her siblings’ territories.

Bai Tza may not be one of the most powerful siblings, but she is the most feared. She’s able to restrain herself when angry, she thinks outside the box when confronting obstacles, and her dynamism makes her tricky to confront. She is straightforward, blunt, and has a wicked and sharp tongue. Like stated before, she is one of the more outspoken relatives, being very dominant in every activity she takes part in. Wouldn’t surprise me if she was a control freak. However, enjoying her power so much leads her to be arrogant, making her hubris the number one weakness.

Bai Tza is probably the most cruel because she actively thinks about the damage she can cause instead of just doing it. Despite her cruelty, she isn’t heartless; she may in fact be the one that cares about her family the most, with having the most hatred for Shendu because of his betrayal to said family. On a side note with Drago, she probably rejects him mostly for his differences than his relation with Shendu, but of course the latter still counts. So, welcoming those into her tight personal circle would be a ‘no.’

Despite her evilness, she can and will compliment things that amuse her, and being super protective of them like personal property.

Would drown ships with anti-demon supporting humans on them, as well as anyone who enters her territory without permission. Probably could be convinced with gifts, but they better be good.

Theoretically could forgive past mistakes, but they must be made up with something equal or greater amount to said mistake.

Likes to wear jewelry, especially gold.

“The Beauty of Absolution“

“Lord High Lady of Water,“ or “Lord High Lady of the Abyss“

Froggy

Xiao Fung’s kingdom was probably located in Latin America

One of the smarter siblings, Xiao Fung prefers to discuss and debate over physically fighting. Not sure why, but maybe because he doesn’t view physical fighting as something “high ups” do; all of the dirty work is for the peasants beneath them. However, if forced and there being no other way, he would partake.

Knows the art of conversation quite well and usually dishes out the best conversations. He may not be eloquent like Tchang Zu, or very particular with his words like Tso Lan, but damn can he keep a conversation going if need be. It wouldn’t surprise me if he’d yak with others if he’s bored. Maybe try talking some existential stuff with him; that’d be neat. Or keep asking ‘why’ like an annoying child, and he’d probably be tricked into answering each one, with getting annoyed more and more the longer it all goes on.

Despite his laziness, he still would do activities that require his assistance, as long as it’s something only he can do. If there is someone else available, he’ll leave it to them.

Xiao Fung is probably one of the more “approachable” demons, being how he doesn’t immediately give off “fear and respect me or die” vibes. He’s still intimidating, but to those with any amount of courage could muster up to confront him. Ya know, if it isn’t anything personal to him, then in that case you’d be the one telling everyone how terrifying he is, also, ya know, if he lets you go back to your village.

It wouldn’t surprise me if he had decision making issues when it comes to something he likes vs something useful/”right”

If a human went up to him and made a deal, he most likely would take it as long as he gets something in return that he wants, as well as the odds being in his favor.

Human antics are strange and insignificant, but they are still intriguing to him and would converse about it. Just don’t think you’d make him change his opinion on us; that won’t happen, fo sho.

The most forgiving and patient of the family, although it may not be by much. It most likely stems from his diplomatic character, being willing to discuss situations, even thoughts he leans more against. It’s really the subjects she is 100% not on board with he will not discuss, but something around 70%-60% he’d be more willing to listen to. Whether he actually agrees with you and is not just listening for amusement is another story.

Really enjoys music, favoring well put together orchestral.

Could hold some serious long notes, and probably sing in all sorts of keys (Dude. Singing bass)

Dude probably loves board games like chess.

Tchang Zu and him probably get along well because of shared interests in theatre and strategy games.

Would be the one to bring up topics to get everyone arguing if things got boring, like politics. In addition, he would also bring up playing the “Friendship Ender” games we all know and love, like Uno and Monopoly.

While Hsi Wu carries the “shit eating smile,” Xiao Fung has the “smug cat” face.

“The Beauty of Disruption“

“Lord High Lord of Wind,“ or “Lord High Lord of Currents“

Bonus Factoids Upon my Research

Theoretically, because it is stated that the Twelves Talismans are physical manifestations/vessels of Shendu’s powers, the other eight sorcerers (this includes Drago) could have their own Twelves Talismans

Apparently, killing/destroying a demon causes the disruption of balance within the universe, causing a “stronger evil“ to manifest and fill that “wound.“ So, again, theoretically, could a “stronger good“ happen as well if a situation summons/calls for it??

Sadly, according to Shendu, the all chi-absorption thing Drago did at the end of Season 5 is irreversible. So, canonically, Drago is technically forever stuck as a Cthulhu abomination. I am forever sad. Like, yeah I’m a terato lover, but I really prefer Drago as normal :’( However, Shendu answered to a human using a man-made chi spell. What if the actual Demon Sorcerers did a chi spell, to which apparently is conductible without external means? Could they be powerful enough to reverse it if all of them worked together???

[Chinese and English Name/Japanese Name- Chinese Translation/Japanese Translation]

Hsi Wu/Tokage- Evil Lizard/Small Lizard

Tso Lan/Kyuketsuki- Flood maker/ Vampire

Shendu/Kiryu- God of All (oof)/Spirit Dragon

Tchang Zu/Oni- Soldier of Madness/Ogre

Dai Gui/Shishi- Great Ogre/Stone Lion

Po Kong/Daikaiju- Feared Cliff/Giant Monster

Bai Tza/Nisei- Force of Defeat/Second Generation

Xiao Fung/Keroro- Little Wind/Frog

Early Christmas gift to y’all :V

God I hope this is good enough. I’ve been spending all my free time working on these guys just to get the original ask done. Don’t get me wrong, I did like doing this and forming at least some kind of unique character with each, but I am so exhausted from how long I’ve been working on it. It’s mainly my fault for being such a try hard, so don’t blame yourself, Anon who asked for this; you all good, bruv.

#jackie chan adventures #jca #eight demon sorcerers #demons #hsi wu #tso lan #shendu #tchang zu #dai gui #po kong #bai tza #xiao fung #canon #headcanons #oh my god this was a lot of work #and dedication

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purplesurveys · 3 years ago

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When you were younger, did your mother or father ever let you open a few presents before Christmas or your birthday even arrived? We open all our presents the night of Christmas Eve to begin with; but no, they don’t tease by letting us open a few of them before our usual schedule.

If you could receive a 100 dollar gift card for either blouses, pants, dresses, shoes or purses, which would you chose? If I could change blouses to shirts, then I would go with that because I’ve recently gotten into t-shirts and sweatshirts and no longer the trendy and preppy tops I used to like haha. But if not, I would go for shoes.

What is your favorite thing to do after crying? Ex: Sleep, listen to music, have some alone time, talk to someone, etc? It varies as it depends on how much I cried. The harder I cried the more I’d want to sleep it off, because it can actually get pretty exhausting. Sometimes I’ll reach out, sometimes I write. It’s really different every time, but at the end I’m just glad I can no longer even remember the last time I cried out of sadness.

Do you think Trump will be assassinated, or will he survive his term? Well we know the answer to this. It’s satisfying to notice him disappear off the face of the Earth immediately after his term, though. I don’t have a clue what he’s up to now.

Last time you felt suicidal? For some reason I felt down last Thursday and I felt the slightest, slightest tinge of suicidal thoughts. No idea where it came from.

Last time you had butterflies? Ugh idk but it was probably BTS-related hahahahahahah

Biggest asshole you know? Certain politicians.

Did you ever leave someone because you know you’d hurt them? No, I was on the opposite side of the coin for this one. I was broken up with because they believed they would hurt me, if not already doing so.

What song did you last listen to? Hip Hop Phile by BTS.

Ever ridden in a police car? Nopes.

Ever witnessed a murder? Hmm, not that I can recall. I do remember having to monitor crime stories for one of my very first journalism assignments and the one time I didn’t tag along to the fieldwork with my classmates, they got to witness a stabbing incident :/ By itself of course it always sucks to have violent situations like those, but as a reporter it would’ve been interesting to see the scene and its aftermath.

Have you ever lied under oath? I don’t think so, no. I can’t even remember the last time I was put under oath.

Have you ever failed a subject before? I’ve failed exams but never an entire class.

Have you ever had a deadly animal as a pet? No.

Have you ever kissed someone of the same gender? Well yeah, I dated one.

Have you ever been in a hot tub before? Sure.

Have you ever been to a movie that sold out? I’ve never experienced trying to buy tickets only to find out they’re all sold out, but that’s also probably because we have hundreds of malls in Manila alone and you can always find a theatre that are still offering tickets.

What movie last made you too scared to go to sleep? I’m not usually that way with horror movies, but I do remember running into a jumpscare on TikTok while I was scrolling at 3 AM. Not fun.

When you’re on a laptop, do you hook up a mouse or use the touchpad? Touchpad. I never use a mouse.

What’s your mom’s mom’s name? Agnes.

Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the person you like? I’m not interested in anyone so this shouldn’t be a problem.

Have you ever been tempted to steal? Sure, but the urge is never so strong.

What is the main character’s name in the book you’re reading? I’m not reading anything.

Do you have a favorite local band? Who are they? Nah. I did have a Ben&Ben phase, though I haven’t revisited their music in a long time.

Who’s the last person you saw naked, aside from yourself? I’m not sure about completely naked, probably still my ex. As for partially naked, my dad sometimes goes shirtless at home as most Filipino dads do lol.

Who’s your favorite horror monster/killer? The most iconic for me would be that porcupine looking ass from Resident Evil 4, I believe it was meant to be for one of the boss stages or something. Anyway, it’s memorable for me just because that fucker had been impossible to defeat and I loved watching my older cousin do attempt after attempt. I don’t think he ever got to beat him and by the time he did us cousins were already adults, lol.

On a side note, we called him ‘Porcupine’ as kids since a shitload of spikes would stick out of him unpredictably during the boss stage, and I thought that nickname had been just our thing; but I’m actually surprised that that villain actually comes up when you do a simple ‘Resident Evil 4 porcupine’ search haha. I guess other people called him the same thing too.

What kind of music do you prefer to listen to when driving? I usually put on a playlist of BTS’ rapline; I tend to enjoy high-energy songs while driving.

Would you ever own a hairless rat, cat or dog? I don’t see why I wouldn’t when it comes to the dog. I don’t want a cat or rat.

All the people you’ve kissed, what did their names start with? G.

What did you and your ex fight about most? It was about the deeper, more profound stuff. We never saw eye to eye about the future, if we were helping the other grow, etc. Someone was always scared or insecure about something that the other could never help with fixing.

Don’t you love long hugs? Sure, I love getting hugs as long as I’m comfy around the one giving it.

And long kisses? Mhm, they’re nice.

Have you ever purchased condoms? Only for Angela when she had still been too shy to ask for it herself.

Have you ever gone on vacation with your boyfriend/girlfriend? No. We had gone out of town for daytrips, but never for a fully-decked out vacation.

Have you ever trashed your ex’s car after an argument? I wouldn’t do anything that loud. My resentment’s a lot more reserved and subtle, definitely on the passive-aggressive side.

Would you leave a note on a car claiming responsibility if you damaged it? If I left like a paint scratch, no. If I was somehow stupid enough to manage wrecking the car then yes.

Have you ever used someone's handicapped parking pass to get a parking spot? Oh that’s just gross. No. I do remember unknowingly parking over a spot meant for the handicapped once just because the paint was so fucking faded. It was genuinely so hard to tell but in the end I ended up just getting out of the spot and looked for another just to be on the safe, unassholey side.

Are you embarrassed to tell people your job? Not at all! I love telling people I work in PR and sharing the brands I work with...it’s just a bitch trying to explain what exactly it is I do on a normal day. I’m still blanking out on it now that I’m thinking about it, haha. PR’s a challenge to summarize in one or two sentences.

If you ran over an animal would you keep driving? I honestly have no clue how I’d deal with it. Ideally I would pull over and help bring it to the side of the road, and try to ask for help from passersby as well. I’m still not sure what I should/would do next.

Where’s the best place to eat a romantic dinner? French, Spanish, and Italian restaurants always seem to carry a pleasant, date-y atmosphere to them, so any of those cuisines should be ok. I also like quieter restaurants with warm yellow lighting, since that makes me feel at home the most. The place definitely doesn't have to be super popular; I would just want for it to serve good food.

What hobby would you get into if time and money weren’t an issue? Flying planes.

What would be the most amazing adventure to go on? Probably something that’s booked with thrill-seeking adventures? Like a day of wakeboarding, paragliding, skydiving, riding an ATV...I would be exhausted as fuck and sleep for the next three days, but I can’t even begin to imagine how fun it would be.

When people come to you for help, what do they usually want help with? Writing stuff. < Yeah, essentially. My friends ask me for general life advice too.

Has anybody criticized the way your significant other looked like? Yeah. But I always defended her.

Have you written or drawn anything for somebody else? I mean I’ve written long letters, but I haven’t made a poem or song for anyone.

Who has impressed you most with what they’ve accomplished? These days it would probably be Arlan. He just finished his Masters in Journalism at Columbia and I couldn’t be more proud. I remember wanting to attend Columbia too, but seeing how my love of journalism turned out...I’ve long accepted the fact that that route was not meant for me, hahaha.

What is something you think everyone should do at least once in their lives? Finish a painting, which can also serve as a callout to me lol.

What would you rate 10/10? Seafood.

What do you hope never changes? My relationships with my best friends.

Would you ever have sex with the last person you texted? No, I barely have a clue who she is and she seemed decades older when she called me up this morning.

Is there anyone that you’d love to just spill your guts to? I’m good.

Where is the person you have feelings at right now?

Are you happy with your relationship status? Yessssssss. I love not having to worry about another person to spend on LOL

When did you last cry? What for? Two Saturdays ago. The one-year mark of my breakup had been coming up and an overwhelming wave of emotions just flooded me all of a sudden, I guess. There was happiness and relief from not being stuck in it anymore; feeling sorry for myself as I remembered the turmoil and deterioration I went through in the latter part the year; anger for the shit she pulled; and there was also just the general feeling of being grateful that I’m still here after everything.

Do you think you’re wasting your time on the person you love?

When’s the next time you’ll kiss someone? No clue. I’m not holding my breath for it and that’s okay.

Were you ever scared to death of anyone you knew? Or are you currently? Yeah, unfortunately I’ve always been surrounded by at least one person who terrifies me.

What’s the longest you’ve been away from home by yourself? Nothing more than a day. That’s something I have yet to try out.

Have you ever been made fun of, because of what you look like? Athenna was relentless in her insults. I dunno why I was friends her for as long as I was.

Have you ever made fun of others, because of what they look like? If they’re some random person on the internet with disgusting political views, then yeah; but it’s just thoughts I keep in my head and I never verbalized the bullying. But not anyone in real life. Do you think it’s cute when you’re leaving a place, and a guy says “no hug?” If I’m friends with the person I’ll banter with them for a bit until I give in for a hug. If it was any other guy I barely know...I would be disgusted and throw them the dirtiest glare.

Do you wear short shorts (if you’re a girl)? I didn't know short shorts were specific to females. < LOL same. Anyway no, not these days. I used to but they’re not really a part of my personal style anymore.

Who are you the most uncomfortable around? Relatives with the wrong political views.

Who has your heart? Nobody.

Should cloning ever be allowed to happen? I don’t see the point. No.

Are you impatient with really shy people? If it gets to the point that they seem aloof and radiate very I-could-not-care-less-about-getting-along-with-any-of-you vibes, then yeah I feel like I would get irritated pretty fast. But I was an extremely shy person once too, so I’m typically friendly with them and I would usually be That person who constantly stays next to them so they feel like they belong.

Does your house have air conditioning throughout, or do you have one that sits in your window? It sits in the window, as with most households here.

What is the most ridiculous band name you’ve heard recently? I haven’t encountered anything wacky recently.

Would you ever get a fashion mullet? No.

Do you believe that Jesus lived and is returning? No.

Do you believe in spiritual gifts? No.

Do you believe in callings? Not really, no.

If you were rich, would you get a professional photoshoot done? Hell no. I get extremely sheepish in front of a camera and a thousand times worse at posing.

#survey #surveys

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cant-blink · 5 years ago

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@ckret2 replied: Have you written a post yet on why their species claims planets as their territory, destroys them, and then moves on?

Thanks for being the first to respond to my request! :D Sorry this took a bit longer than I’d like, it’s been chillin’ in my Drafts with some other posts that I feel don’t meet my quality standards just yet (lol jk I have no standards). This is all over the place and probably more than a little ramble-y, so brace yourselves XD

I have made a post on territorial behavior, but it doesn’t actually touch on why they do what they do. This is a topic I have contemplated on-and-off for, but never made a consensus on which canon to go for.

What is established in my stories already is that Ghidorah destroys planets because it’s instinct to them. They hatched with this instinct, it’s not something they ever questioned on doing. They just DEW ET because it feels nice to indulge this impulse, like they’re doing what they’re supposed to do and fulfilling a purpose they seem built for. It’s fun and satisfying to them, thus encouraging them to continue following that instinct! Like the joy a cat has while hunting; they take pleasure in exercising what they’re built to do and so they’ll continue doing it even if they aren’t hungry, up until they get bored! Except Ghidorah doesn’t get bored of it, likely due to how much time it takes to get from planet-to-planet, star-to-star.

The territorial behavior they display towards each other is instinct as well. When there’s another Ghidorah trying to snatch their planet, they feel an angry impulse towards them. Like how I imagine any solitary animal feels when an intruder appears in their territory. As dragons, Ghidorah are a very prideful species and that pride has them refuse to share the destruction of a planet with another of their kind. It’s like insulting their abilities and taking away the pleasure of knowing they brought an entire planet to its knees single-handedly. That feeling of power is something desired in all three heads and it’s less power if you’re not doing ALL of the destruction. Also, if they allow another Ghidorah in on the party, that Ghidorah is taking away fun THEY could be having! They want the whole planet as their playground, not half of it, so this other Ghidorah can go f-themselves on a DIFFERENT planet!

And from a story-writing angle, we don’t need Ghidorah being a social creature swarming planets in an unstoppable army. Territorial behavior seems like a perfect excuse to avoid that level of pure OP-ness!

But instinct isn’t good enough for me in this post. This post isn’t nearly long enough! WHY does that instinct exist?

I personally lean towards it being a natural evolution of their kind (You do the experiment-by-evil-aliens angle on their origin so well, I feel I can’t tread on that lol). Perhaps their species were birthed from creatures who are naturally territorial on the planet they originated from and this territorial behavior carried over into present-day. But space is so vast and most of it is so empty. It lacks any clear borders and that empty space holds nothing desirable, it would be a waste to guard it. But planets do have that tangible border that they can mark and chase others from and are the real treasures that Ghidorah seek. It’s more efficient to set up territory one planet at a time long enough to have their fun little power-trip before moving on to another.

Perhaps their instinct for destruction is to eliminate future threats and competition that may spring forth if they allowed another species to go space-faring.

Their evil nature? That certainly contributes to why they want planetary destruction as well. But how can their evil nature be species-wide if I’m going the natural route? There’s a big set-back to this option. There’re plenty of violent animals in the natural world capable of terrible cruelty, and some individuals of certain species like humans and dolphins take sadistic pleasure in it, but can any of them be considered evil on a species-wide level? Perhaps our specific Ghidorah is unusually sadistic, psychotic, and violent even among their own kind. Yes, they all have destructive instincts to destroy any life-form outside their own species that they come across, but perhaps our trio of bois takes it to a whole new level? I’ve stated before that our trio refuses pregnancy and its limitations so much that they will resort to killing their potential mate if they have to, should they be on the losing end of their ritualized courtship battle. This is not a usual occurrence among their kind (lest they meet with extinction). Perhaps they’re a bit of an anomaly and maybe there’s even some Ghidorah out there that can ignore their destructive instincts and become a force for good? *Looks at GMK’s Ghidorah*

…..

Granted, THAT Ghidorah was never meant to be a Ghidorah in the first place, hence the amount of OOC, so I dunno if I should even acknowledge its existence…

I don’t think I will. Ghidorah’s asshole-ness is so intense, it’s on a genetic level! There! That’s how it’ll be on the ‘natural route’. Natural evil.

Alternatively to this natural route, supernatural elements aren’t anything new in Godzilla. So this opens my second theory that Ghidorah’s species are of a more supernatural origin and that can give reason behind why they go around destroying shit. Ghidorah is often described as evil incarnate. The devil symbolism in the monsterverse with Ghidorah is very prominent throughout the movie. Not saying Ghidorah is the devil, but they clearly want to convey their demonic nature as being unnatural. Like how Mothra is practically a deity with reincarnation, and transferring power, and somehow influencing an entire lineage of chinese-female-twin-humans that each have a special, implied telepathic, connection to her and everything (try to tell me that happens naturally lol), Ghidorah and their species was perhaps made by the same supernatural forces that created Mothra specifically to cause the destruction of other lifeforms. Balance the good with evil.

Either way, like how even parasites have their purpose on earth, maybe Ghidorah’s destructive actions serve a purpose on a grand scale. Perhaps the destructive actions of Ghidorah is like the universe’s way of hitting the reset button on individual planets. Like how a wildfire destroys life wherever it goes, but in its wake, allows for a clean slate, for NEW possibilities to spring forth. Like how an erupting volcano can create a new island.

Ghidorah is a mass extinction event in the form of a living creature, wiping out life and leaving planets desolate, but in doing so, allowing new life to potentially start over in a new environment. They don’t stick around to know the hidden good in their evil, and yeah it sucks for those on the receiving end of this mass extinction, but the old has to make way for the new.

Oh, and Ghidorah’s just an asshole. That works too.

Anyway, nothing’s set in stone yet, hence why this is all over the place and got somewhat off-topic. My decision to make Ghidorah a species rather than a single individual was something I’ve contemplated on for a while but finally made official while writing ‘Brother, my Brother’. Aka, it was a recent decision. Therefore, I’m still working out the fine details and if anyone has suggestions, I’m always open for listening! I’m also still open to topic-requests for more Ghidorah/Rodorah post, so whatever you guys feel like asking, shoot it to meh! :D

#godzilla #king of the monsters #kotm #ghidorah #king ghidorah #this is all over the place #i apologize #reply #ckret2

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thvnderstrck · 5 years ago

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Um, hello ??? For once, I come prepared with an intro, the start statistics and a few wanted plots that I will finish . . . later . . . ; my excitement levels have been through the roof and I’m super excited to get this RP started !!! My name is Effy, also known as Admin Peach and I’ll be playing Han Beomgyu, member of The Kings and resident asshole who is 99.9% done with life & the people around him. INSPO , INSPO , INSPO , INSPO , INSPO ( tw: flashing lights ) ! And here you can find his BIOGRAPHY & ( unfinished asdfghjkl ) STATISTICS & ( unfinished asdfghjkl ) WANTED PLOTS & QUICK PLOTS I haven’t entirely fleshed out !! Smash that cute little heart ( ♡ ) and I’ll come slide into your ims or feel free to hit me up on d*scord , just ask for it because i have to hunt down the correct email address connected to it !!!

┅ ☆ ★ ✮ ∟ ‖ kim taehyung. 23. cismale. he/him. ‖ — dancing with the devil , a game of russian roulette , an inability to kick bad habits. 」did you hear that HAN BEOMGYU is a member of the KINGS ?! i guess that’s how they’re able to afford the PURPLE BUGATTI CHIRON i always see them in. who would’ve thought being a STREET RACER & BARTENDER paid so well … i know people say they’re really ZEALOUS , MELLOW & ALLURING , but don’t you think they come off way too SARDONIC , CAPRICIOUS & SYBARITIC ? i can’t help but thinking of them whenever BADBYE by RM comes on shuffle. you know what they say , live fast , die young ; but i hope this one makes it. ┠ effy , cst , 24 & she/her ┨

BACKSTORY

TW: substance abuse , alcohol abuse , suicidal references , child abuse , violence

Born in Daegu, South Korea on October 31st to parents addicted to alcohol and narcotics.

Growing up, they were very poor due to funds going to fuel his parents addictions.

He has a little sister and he tried his best to protect her from their parents when they were younger.

His father was prone to violent fits of rage, and often times it was channeled onto Beomgyu. His mother was prone to turning a blind eye.

Because his father was also physically abusive to his sister, often times he’d purposely make himself a target in order to spare her.

Life was super hard for him, he had to take car of his little sister so he really couldn’t just be a kid. Never harbored any ill feelings for her though, because at the same time she was the one thing who made life better for him.

Still, he wasn’t a happy person and felt like he had to hide that fact from his sister because he didn’t want to worry her. Became accustomed to wearing masks.

When he was seventeen, he came home and found his father beating his sister ( he’d find out it was because she came home “ late “ despite having come right home from school ).

Absolutely enraged, he ends up killing his father. His mother, however, cleans up the scene a bit, cleans him up and makes it look like she did it. She takes the fall and in sentenced to 16 years in prison with a manslaughter charge.

After their aunt is given custody of them both, he ends up running away with nothing but the clothes on his back. Their aunt is nice and he reasons his sister will be happy, so he doesn’t need to stick around any longer. Does not keep in contact with either.

Finds himself in Busan, South Korea doing absolutely nothing good with his life. After picking a fight with a man, he gets beat up but he doesn’t care. The man ends up giving him a helping hand, and is the person who gets him into the KINGS.

Once he starts raking in cash from being a street racer and winning, he starts sending his sister money, but he rarely ever calls her.

Despite only wanting to protect her, he’s recently discovered she’s come to Busan to find him, and has ended up with the HELLCATS. He’s super upset because he wanted her to do something good with her life. Also feels like she’s paying him back from leaving without at least saying bye.

PERSONALITY

To put it simply, Kang Beomgyu is an asshole and he knows it.

Uses sarcasm and nonchalance as a defense mechanism, and generally is not afraid to be mean.

The size of his ego is massive, he’s entirely full of himself.

Puts up a lot of fronts and likes others to believe he does not give a shit, really doesn’t give a shit, but at the same time he does care about certain things and people, he’s just not super open about it.

Certified heartbreaker, but he doesn’t try to hide it. He’s really upfront about his intentions solely being him wanting sex, and it’s not his fault if others delude themselves into believing it could turn into something else.

But he’s passionate and attentive and the kind of lover a person can get addicted to, so he’s not surprised when people start thinking maybe they’re special to him. No, he’s just not selfish in bed and perhaps wants them to be thinking of him the next time they’re with someone else.

Likes being in control, becomes frustrated when someone takes the reigns from him. Unless you’re a close friend, then he just goes with it because there is not a lot of people he can be honest with and rely on, so it’s nice to be able to.

Petty and bitter, he can hold a grudge for a lifetime. But he’s upfront and painfully honest, so he’ll insult people to their face.

He’s kind of spoiled? The man who took him under his wings has a pretty high position in the KINGS so he was given a lot of special treatment, and he is one of their best racers so he’ll complain if he’s told to do something he really doesn’t want to do.

ACTUALLY A REALLY GOOD FRIEND. He might complain and call his friends annoying, but catch him lowkey acting protective. If someone’s a really good friend to him, it usually means he thinks he can trust them 100% and, like, he’ll die for them.

On the flipside, if someone is a really good friend to him and then they stab him in the back, he’s absolutely crushed because he doesn’t invest in people easily and it just hurts, man. Catch him moping about it even when he’s sixty.

Relationships and him are not a good combo, honestly. Usually ends super messy because he has a habit of falling in love and then getting hurt, he doesn’t pick ‘em well and tends to be given a dose of his own medicine ( heartbreak that should’ve been obvious ).

Oof, he’s lazy as all fuck. Which sucks because if he applied himself, he’d do really well in life. But he’s only interested in being zealous when it comes to the things he likes. Everything else can fuck right on off. Also, sleeps way too much and, perhaps, he will turn into the biggest baby when someone attempts to wake him up.

TRIVIA

Massive sweet tooth. Uncontrollable craving for sweets, will dig through drawers and cabinets and get pissy if he can’t find anything sweet. The easiest way to his heart is to provide him with something sweet. Likes food in general, really. Good food. He’s an excellent cook himself because he cooked all his family’s meals, but he’d prefer it if someone else cooks for him because he’s lazy and doesn’t want people pestering him to cook more. Loves animals, especially cats. Has a cat he calls a “ stray ” but it’s named Crank and he buys it toys and treats and lets it in once it starts scratching as hit window or door. Definitely not his cat, though. Just a stray. Hates losing and hates the HELLCATS who have beaten him. Just. Cannot deal with it. He’s used to being one of the best, if not the best, and being beaten by a new gang that’s still wet behind the ears? Does his pride the fuck in. Maybe because he was poor the majority of his life, but right now he splurges on clothes. Fashion icon, honestly. Likes buying really nice things and likes when others give him really nice things. Currently his hair is dark brown, but he tends to dye it often. He cycles through black, platinum blonde, cotton candy pink and ash brown. He’s fucking bad at following the rules, thinks as long as he doesn’t get caught it’s fine. A bad fucking fighter, he tried once and got knocked the fuck out. Was super pissy for like a month because of it, and he’s never tried again because he’s damn good racer and he claims he’s too worried he’ll mess up the only thing God gave him -- good fucking looks. On the real, though, he’s just too prideful to lose again otherwise he’d have kept trying.

#tempointro #tw violence #tw alcohol #tw child abuse #tw suicide #tw substance abuse #tw murder #EVERYTHING IS VAGUE #but just in case be warned.#the way this is copy and pasted and still took me forever ...

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clown-bait · 7 years ago

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29 Neibolt ST (Monster Roommate AU) Chapter 3

Alright friends things are heating up. Pennyboi learns how to deal with feelings and Leech gets a job. Some weird stuff with meat happens. Leatherface is a pure beautiful soul and must be protected. Next chapter will contain SMUT.

Warnings: Mild Nsfw, Blood, Swearing, Drug Use, Alcohol, Fluff.

CHAPTER 3

Help.

The young vampire to be had been there a full month now and she hated to admit it but she had never been happier. This was truly a new start for her. People even stopped calling her by her original name preferring to use the one Pennywise had given her when they first met. It was meant as an insult but it fit her so well she kept it. She was a bloodsucker now after all. Lucy was gone Leech was who she was now. She had a new job lined up, new friends, a great mentor and she was even given a wig by Leatherface as a housewarming gift when her hair began to fall out. Aside from the impending death and losing humanity thing….and that damn clown…. this was nice. This could work.

Movie night at the Neibolt house was a big event. Everyone joined in even Pennywise who usually kept to himself but when Dracula insisted he join in to make a certain proto-vampire happy the clown reluctantly agreed. He hated that the elder vampire knew about his affliction.

When Dracula found out about it he had been confronting the clown over his disheveled state. “You seem less cruel to my young apprentice and you look like you have stopped feeding. You are infatuated.”

“Infat- What?! No! Leech is, she’s, well we’re just………I mean….I……..…..what do I do.” He was weak and defeated. Pennywise had never had a positive feeling like this before and Dracula was the only one other than Chucky that knew how to deal with this sort of thing.

“You must pursue her it'll be healthy for the both of you! My poor apprentice has been worried sick about her transition for weeks now! Yes! ROMANCE HER WOO HER GIVE HER YOUR LOVE.” The elder vampire was a complete hopeless romantic.

“I was just going to go back to eating my feelings till this goes away?”

“NAY YOU MUST COURT THE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN. I HAVE FAILED IN LOVE BUT YOU CHILD YOU STILL HAVE A CHANCE”

“One, I'm way older than you. Two no.”

“LOOK AT YOURSELF BOY, YOU ARE WASTING AWAY IN LOVE! GIVE HER YOUR HEART END YOUR ETERNAL LONELINESS.”

“What part of older than you do you- never mind lets pretend this never happened.”

“YOU WILL SEE SOON ENOUGH BOY, YOU WILL SEE THAT YOU CANNOT HIDE FROM LOVE.”

Pennywise hated how that he was right about that. He tried eating more and began to look healthy again until Leech walked by in the kitchen two days later and gave him a damn compliment. Who does she think she is telling him he looked extra scary today. The nerve!

“At least theres popcorn” he grumbled plopping down onto one of the couches. Having two giant monsters in the house plus a very territorial cat required multiple couches and chairs so everyone could fit around the old antique tv.

“Whats on the menu tonight boys” Freddy says opening a beer taking up a whole lazy boy to himself.

“Something we can do a drinking game with please?” came Leech’s request from the kitchen she was busy making drinks for her new friends after she bragged she could make them killer cocktails that would knock their socks off. It also to try to persuade Leatherface to put in a good word for her when applied for the position of bartender at the newly remodeled Sawyer’s. Dracula was assisting her while carefully watching her glances and shy smiles whenever she heard Penny’s bells. The elder vampire had never had a protege before and he had to admit her fiery personality was growing on him, shed make a fine creature of the night eventually he just had to get her past her unwillingness to change. Leech found it annoying that he was constantly nagging her about her transition. Tonight it was all about how vampires cant hold their liquor. But she liked her mentor, he was like the father she never had and she would often find herself coming to him with questions not only about her condition but also life in general.

“Atta girl Leech you're a woman after my own dead heart” Freddy shouted back the two had been bonding more smoking on the porch talking shit about people who got on their nerves that day. They did have quite a few things in common one was tequila and the other was epic amounts of sass. Pennywise did feel a twinge of jealousy over it but knew if he said something Freddy would tell everyone the eldritch embodiment of fear had a big stupid crush on someone he normally considered food.

“All right guys heres my official audition for bartender at Sawyer’s. Tip jar is on the counter for when all you assholes are blown away by how great I am.” she boasted passing out the drinks.

“Big talk for someone who's tolerance is sinking faster than the Titanic” said Chucky

“Shut up and drink doll. I’ll let my talent do all the ass kicking for me.”

“What the hell is this?” Freddy asked poking the puffy pice of spun sugar

“Cotton candy martinis bitch!”

Pennywise choked on his popcorn.

She begun finishing handing them out and as Penny picked his up his giant hand touched hers. They blinked at each other for a second. “Something wrong Pen? Did I uh offend you with the circus flavors?”

“Oh um no no just something on your um something on your face!” Dracula rolled his eyes at him dramatically from the kitchen.

“Oh where.” Leech frowned.

“Its um… no stop stop! Don't touch it. Just let me do it..” The clown quickly pretended to wipe something off her nose. “nailed it.” He thought.

Chucky's eyes grew wide when he saw the exchange. “No fucking way” he whispered.

Leatherface was delighted at the sweet drink. He even giggled when his friend put the cotton candy in the liquor and it dissolved. “So you think I got the job big guy?” he grunted happily in approval “Aw shucks Bubba you're the best!” she hugged the lovable giant murderer. Leech smiled wide with cockiness “nailed it.” She said to herself.

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“Wait you only have a waitress job??? But I thought I was applying to be a bartender!?” she complained at the giant the next day. She wasn't mad at him though it was the rest of his family’s fault probably. They Sawyer clan were a bunch of boys they needed a cute girl in the restruant to be the bait for their…. meat source. Finally the young vampire sighed “Fine I’ll take it, anything at this point. Just let me know when I start.” Desperate times call for desperate measures. “Do I at least get a nice uniform?” she asked.

Leatherface nodded enthusiastically, he brought out a bag from behind his back and handed it to her. Freddy was now watching with glee from around the corner. He had been planning this for the past week.

“Oh you've got to be kidding me.” she growled from the bathroom and Freddy laughed.

“Whats so funny?” Pennywise asked sipping a hot cocoa with way too many marshmallows

“I helped the big guy pick the new uniform for the waitresses wait till you see it.”

Leech creaked the door open her face bright red. As she stepped out Pennywise spit his drink and nearly choked on a marshmallow. She was in a tied flannel top and daisy dukes. “Who told you this was a good idea Leatherface?” the giant happily pointed at Freddy’s hiding spot who was on the floor cackling now. Chucky walked by and his jaw nearly fell on the floor before running to get Tiff. Pennywise was 100% broken. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. “Can I at least wear an actual shirt instead?”

Leatherface looked sad she didn't like the uniform. “Oh no” she thought “He's proud of it.”

“Hey hey big guy! I didn't mean it the uniforms great don't be sad see I’m going to put it away for tomorrow ok!”

Pennywise left the room quickly unable to remain there for much longer without….feeeeeeling.

Chucky walked over to him giving his leg a sharp jab with his elbow.

“What do you want doll.” he snarled

“You're a mess Jingles. Why don't you do something about it?”

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

“Your lame school boy crush on the baby bloodsucker.”

“I dont-“

“Don't even man you were practically having a heart attack back there, plus you were staring at her the entire movie night. Tiff thinks its cute.”

“Does everyone know now?”

“Pretty much.”

The clown fell on the floor against the fridge. “Then I need your…………help.” The last word was a struggle for him.

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Leech marched into the old house carrying the an entire butcher shop in grocery bags. Drops of cold animal blood dripped down from her purchases and Church had come out of hiding to follow her to the kitchen where she began to pack the fridge and freezer full of raw meat.

“Ok clown your girl’s home go talk to her.” Chucky whispered from behind Pennywise who was hiding on the stairway to the basement.

“Compliment her ears she's been very self conscious about them lately” Dracula suggested to him.

As Pennywise attempted to step forward he paused when he saw the young vampire. She looked to be in a trance as she put meat away finally stopping at a package of bratwursts and taking a deep inhale of the bloody sausage. She let out a small whimper and as a drop of drool fell from her lips the clown felt his breath hitch. “What are you waiting fo- woah!!!” Chucky paused when he saw that Leech has taken one of the sausages out of the package and was brining it to her hungry open mouth. Her tongue had rolled out and she swallowed the meat whole like a snake. “Holy fuck Jingles thats uh… thats some girl you got there…” Chucky’s jaw dropped. Pennywise was completely frozen unable to speak. “Well ah.. nosferatu fledglings do have a…ahem insatiable appetite” Dracula dabbed his brow.

“We’re uh….we’re gonna go….good luck Jingles…” Chucky and Drac both bolted out of the room as Leech finished the tray of sausages completely unaware and going into a slight frenzy.

She ripped open a roast now and began violently tearing the meat with her dull human teeth. She started sucking the blood through the flesh while making obscene gasping sounds as she fed. Drool poured out of Pennywise’s mouth in record amounts as he watched the vampire. She tore off her beanie revealing her bald head and large bat like ears which began to fold straight up against the side of her head. Leech’s eyes flashed forward as she finished Penny marveled at how they looked like little reflections of the full moon against her dark eye circles she was becoming a truly terrifying monster. The clown had never seen something so beautiful or smelled something so sweet. The nosferatu came down from her high panting and gasping looking at the animal blood on her hands and the drool on the floor. “What the hell just happened?” she said to herself. She heard a soft jingle and her face lit up, she quickly put on her beanie to hide her baldness and wiped her face. “Penny?!” she said asked excitedly a small blush creeped onto her cheeks. Her face fell when no one answered. “Must have been my imagination…” she mumbled starting to clean up her mess.

Pennywise had retreated to his lair leaning back in his nest panting with need. He looked down at the tall tent in his pantaloons and shut his eyes. This was bad. He never really felt feelings like desire or lust, not like this. There were maybe a handful of occasions where he was in heat and took a lover for the night disguised as a human but he saw them as more tools than mates. Pennywise couldn't even remember some of their names, he was pretty sure he ate a few after he was done with them too. But this oh this, this was completely different. This new feeling was not something he could just relieve and get on with his hunting. This was a burning need for someone he saw as an equal, someone like him. A fellow predator, a potential mate. He didn't want anyone else he wanted her. And he hated it.

As promised the next chapter will get STEAMY. So stay tuned for that.

#pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #pennywise the clown #pennywise fanfiction #pennywise x oc #pennywise x reader #it (2017)#it fanfiction #monster roommate au

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fictionalrat · 7 years ago

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let it happen | chapter 6

read on ao3

lance: i busted a nut

keith: oh joy

lance: [sends pic of an actual busted nut]

lance: #lewd #nsfw

keith: blocked

Lance wakes up with the worst stomach ache he’s had in like forever. A motherfucker of a stomach ache. The Worst™. The stomach ache to end all stomach aches. The stomach ache to put all stomach aches to rest in shame. Life is hell, he’s in hell.

He presses his face into his pillow and groans. He’s so fucking miserable it hurts his pride.

Okay, you wanna know the truth? This has happened way more often than he cares to admit. Way too often, honestly, one too many times, it’s happened so many fucking times he’s lost count cause he’s a shit who wouldn’t know healthy even if it fucked him in the ass, is why.

Yeah, you’re right, a guy who claims his skin is his most important feature and has an entire, and very thorough, I might add, skin care routine should be eating healthy. Or, at least, healthier on a daily basis, less takeout and more, dunno, vegetables? Homemade meals, whatever.

If he could care he wouldn’t, though, cause he can’t cook for shit.

What about Keith, you ask. Well, if Lance’s bad, and Lance is pretty bad, Keith’s fucking hopeless.

Get this, he almost blew up their entire apartment trying to nuke fucking tekitos, can you believe that? How hard can that be? Seriously? And to top all that, they’re both lazy as fuck.

The math is easy, put shitty eating habits, shitty cooking skills and shitty disposition together and what do you get? Yup, shitty intestines. See? It’s not rocket science.

Real talk: you can only live on takeout for too long before your intestines start giving you shit. I’m serious. That’s just how it is, my dudes, I don’t make the rules. It’s a real fucking pity, honestly.

Look at the bright side, though, at least Lance can safely nuke some fucking tekitos without putting anything - other than his own hands and pride, but that’s secondary and nobody needs to know about that one incident, least of all Keith - in jeopardy, thank you very much.

God, he misses Hunk’s cooking. He should give him a call, see how he’s doing, maybe ask him if he’s up for cooking some alt vegan shit for Lance. Some tasty detox grub. Fucking anything. Probably not, but let a man dream.

He shifts in his bed and his stomach screams at him. It feels like, dunno, sharks? Yeah, sharks. It feels like sharks are getting a real good kick at chewing Lance’s stomach until there’s only a void, a very, very painful fucking void left. This is bad, it’s so bad, so bad he thinks he might die. He might be dying, what if he’s dying? Oh my god, he’s dying, he’s gonna die.

His life flashes before his eyes. He can see the light.

He comes to a simple conclusion: he fucking regrets all his life decisions with a vengeance.

Okay, okay. Pause. Enough drama, he needs to fucking shit. Priorities.

Resume: He’s not smooth, or maybe he is, like a goose or something, in his haste to get to the bathroom, so he trips on his own feet and comes impossibly close to busting his fucking nose on the sink, so close he could almost hear it cracking if not for him bracing himself on the doorframe with both hands.

Plot twist: He can’t avoid hitting his pinky toe on Keith’s poop stool when he plops down carelessly on the toilet seat, though.

Fuck this shit.

“FUCK THIS HUGE PILE OF SHIT!” Lance battle cries and kicks Keith’s fucking useless poop stool with so much feeling he tears up a little bit.

Slow motion: It hits the wall, the wall sends it right back to him, he sees it coming but is too baffled at his own shit luck to do much of anything, so the stool ends up hitting him in the shin.

Back to normal: IT DEAD ASS HITS HIM IN THE SHIN, because why the fuck not, right? Break his fucking tibia already, why don’t you, you bitter bag of dildos. It’s not like he needs his leg, right. Bitch.

It sends a jolt up his entire fucking leg, so violent it leaves his hipbone tingling, his fucking hipbone , his fucking hipbone is tingling.

He doubles over screaming, vocal cords malfunctioning and stuttering in pure, unadulterated agony.

That’s gonna leave a nasty bruise, for sure. His life is just amazing, isn’t it? Awe inspiring, he’s flabbergasted.

He bites down on his bottom lip, eyes welling up with tears. His hipbone still fucking tingles.

Why did it have to be his shin? Goddamnit. THIS FUCKING!

This is all Keith’s fault, Keith and his fucking poop stool, swear to god. Why? Why a fucking poop stool, Keith, why .

He’s so fucking weird, Jesus Christ Almighty.

Who in fucking hell takes their shit with their feet propped on a damn stool? Weirdo losers, that’s who. That’s right, Keith is a fucking weirdo loser and Lance hates his guts.

Flashback time: Lance had side-eyed Keith so hard the first time he saw him doing that, because seriously, what the fuck, right? Again, WHO does that?

Answer: Keith Kogane, because he’s a fucking wEiRdO LoSeR.

“You know, shitting with both feet on the ground makes your rectum fold like a water hose,” Keith had told him, ugly ass feet propped on his ugly ass stool.

“Bullshit. Who the fuck says rectum anyway?”

Keith had rolled his eyes, leaning back on the toilet seat and crossing his arms, “Well hoe, believe it or not, it does, that’s why you get half a shit stuck up your ass sometimes, or can’t even shit at all.”

Shit, I got sidetracked. Where was I?

Ah yes, Lance and his need to shit.

Present time: Lance rubs at his chin, takes a deep breath and goes to work. Except it doesn’t work.

He looks up at the ceiling to send a little prayer before he starts pushing again. One, two, three, seven, except it doesn’t work.

He’s struggling hard, veins are popping out, his face is turning purple, the whole shebang, which would’ve been funny if his poor ass wasn’t suffering like a cat in heat.

Seriously, he would be laughing right now, if it weren’t him in this position, but unfortunately he is, and his asshole is crying. Well, not really cause it’s too fucking dry, so dry he can’t shit. Lance is definitely crying, though.

What a day to be alive.

Lance startles out of his struggles when Keith barges in, pillow creases stamped on his soft, sleepy cheek, eyelids swollen, a slight blush up his cheeks. He looks warm, like really fucking warm. Also, cosy.

Lance sighs and sags against the toilet lid.

God, he misses his bed.

He also misses shitting regularly like a normal human being.

Keith looks at him and frowns, squints, then scowls, “Great, my bladder’ll explode.”

Fuck him.

Lance’s hate for Keith’s guts intensifies, he’s almost boiling with hatred, he hates him so much he’s gonna scream. Not to mention… “EX CU SE ME????” Lance’s voice cracks but he doesn’t give a shit, ha fucking ha, jokes on him, “Some fucking damn privacy, the fuck?” Keith blinks blearily at him, unfazed. “Your tongue was up my ass two days ago, Lance,” he quips around a yawn wide enough to wrinkle his nose up, rubbing the sleep off one eye, “this is - pause for another yawn. there. resume - fucking nothing.”

That’s… that’s a good point. Damn it.

Lance glares ugly at his profile, mouth slacking around a yawn reflexively, as the weirdo bends down to wash his face. “Okay Lance, finish up, I need to fucking pee.” “HOLD A DAMN MINUTE, WILL YA, SHITFUCK.” Lance cringes at how constipated he sounds, he can feel the strain in his neck.

Keith examines his face, his mouth twitches up into a lazy, lopsided, demonic little thing, “Your intestines giving you shit again, Lance? Do you want me to make you some coffee?” He teases, reaching for his toothbrush.

Lance fucking hates his fucking guts.

“FUCK YOU TOO, YOU SHITTY ANUS!” He shoots back, kicking Keith’s fucking useless poop stool again for emphasis. He’s angry, let him kick shit. He’s venting. It’s cathartic, okay, fuck you.

The stool topples over and finally, FINALLY, to Lance’s utter fucking relief, hits the tiles like a miserable burnt waffle, instead of his shin. Blessed be. Fuck you, Murphy’s law, see your ass in hell. He kicks the stool again for good measure.

“Now, now,” keith admonishes, voice muffled by his toothbrush, he takes it out of his mouth to spit in the sink, then looks back at Lance, “Don’t need to throw a tantrum about it, it’s your own fault your eating habits suck.” “EAT MY SHIT.” “Well,” Keith points his toothbrush at him smugly, “You gotta actually shit first.” “I CAN’T FUCKING BELIEVE, FUCK OFF! GO PISS IN THE KITCHEN SINK OR AT SHIRO’S, I DON’T FUCKING CARE! JUST GO! I DON’T WANNA SEE YOUR SHITTY FACE RIGHT NOW!”

“Tough shit, boo,” Keith blows him a kiss before sticking his toothbrush back in his mouth, a little bit of foam dribbles down his chin and it’s so adorable Lance forces himself to grimace.

“Would you fuck off if I told you your mullet’s pretty?” He gripes.

“What was that?” he turns to Lance with one brow raised, toothbrush hanging between his slightly parted and foamy lips.

“I SAID, WOULD YOU KINDLY FUCK THE FUCK OFF IF I TOLD YOU YOUR MULLET’S FUCKING PRETTY? FUCK! SHITTY!!!! I MEAN SHITTY, FUCKING AUTO CORRECT.”

“Don’t use that meme on me, you absolute shit, and stop screaming, we’re having an actual real life face-to-face interaction right now,” he throws water at Lance.

“The FUCK, you heathen. HUMANS MAKE MISTAKES NOW KINDLY, GO PISS AT SHIRO’S.”

“Well, I’m not human, so.”

“OH MY GOD, GET OUT OF THIS BATHROOM BEFORE I THROW THIS FUCKING STOOL IN UR SHITTY FACE!”

Keith throws his head back to gargle some water, his eyes glinting with amusement before spitting it in the sink. He washes his toothbrush, shakes the excess water and rubs his mouth dry with the back of his hand while putting his toothbrush back in its holder. He turns to Lance and winks, sauntering off the bathroom like he’s not almost pissing his pants. That guy, swear.

“I KNOW WHAT I SAID BUT DON’T FUCKING PISS IN THE KITCHEN SINK, MAN, GO PISS AT SHIRO’S!!!”

He can hear Keith cackle fading into the background.

Lance rolls his eyes and sighs, his ass is starting to hurt.

Oh well, what can you do.

Back to work, then, guess.

He’s once again startled out of his struggles when someone barges in the bathroom.

This time it’s not Keith, but Pidge.

Lance stares at her in utter confusion but she just shrugs and hops on the counter, feet dangling, “Keith’s got a new tattoo and Shiro’s freaking out about it, I’m on my period and ain’t got no time for that shit, swear.”

Lance winces, “Fuck, I’m sor- WAIT, KEITH’S GOT A NEW TATTOO????” He jumps to his feet, sweatpants falling to his ankles. Pidge’s face contorts in disgust, “Wipe your fucking ass, Lance, the fuck.” “I DON’T HAVE TO, I CAN’T SHIT.” He throws his arms up and his dick wobbles.

Pidge covers her eyes, “WOAH THERE DUDE, HAKUNA YOUR TATAS. And yes, he did? I thought you knew? You guys are fucking, aren’t you?”

“I mean yes, but…” Realisation hits. His eyes bug out. “OH MY GOD.”

Cue: Lance almost rips his sweatpants in his haste to pull them up and sprint like a fucking lunatic out the door.

Glance: Pidge spies through her fingers and rolls her eyes so hard at Lance’s frantic retreating back, she thinks, just for a split second, they might get stuck in the back of her head permanently like that. What a load of crap.

“What the fuck?” Pidge stares at the ceiling with wide, incredulous eyes, “I’m surrounded by fucking weirdos.”

“Okay, what the fuck is happening in this damn household,” Lance goes through the door.

Shiro’s head whips around and he… doesn’t look too happy. He looks downright disappointed, to be honest.

Matt comes into view with a mug of coffee in hand, hair a mess and glasses slightly off kilter. He sighs. “Shiro’s acting all weird cause grumpy cat here,” he points his mug at Keith, who’s sitting on the couch with his feet up the coffee table with a mug of his own between his hands, “got a tattoo without consulting him first.”

“I’m not-”

Keith rolls his eyes, taking a sip off his coffee.

“Which is stupid,” Matt looks pointedly at Shiro, cutting him off, “and I already told him to quit being a baby about it.”

“But babe,” Shiro’s voice is exasperated, he flails his arms around, “It’s his first! I should’ve been his first!”

Keith chokes.

Matt raises an eyebrow and takes a sip, clearly amused.

“That didn’t sound weird at all,” Lance snickers behind his hand.

“Jesus fuck, Takashi,” Keith heaves, wiping his face, “way to make things weird.”

“Shut up Keith,” Shiro huffs, “you promised me you’d let me tattoo you first and then you go and stab me in the back like this. A fucking betrayal. My own fucking family!” He exclaims, “I have feelings, you know!”

“How old are you? Six?”

“Six years older than you, kid .”

Keith narrows his eyes, “Oh, real mature.”

“Okay children, enough,” Matt places his mug on the coffee table, “Shiro, stop being a baby and Keith, stop provoking him. I can’t believe this shit, honestly, this family’s gonna be the death of me.”

“I feel you, man,” Lance salutes.

“Shut up, Lance,” Keith and Shiro say in unison.

“Yikes, good to see you’re back in synch, my guys. Welcome back,” He deadpans.

Keith stick his tongue out and flips him off.

Matt disappears into the kitchen.

Shiro rolls his eyes and reaches for Matt’s mug, taking a sip and grimacing, “Way too fucking sweet.” He shrugs and takes another sip, following after his boyfriend.

Lance chuckles, “Now that that’s settled,” He clicks his tongue and turns to Keith, “WHAT THE FUCK.”

Keith jumps and splashes coffee on himself with a yelp, “LANCE! SHIT!” He puts the mug down and shakes his hand, stray droplets catching on the couch, “Someone get me a towel, shit.”

“I gotchu, fam,” Matt throws him the dishrag from the kitchen entrance.

“Thanks,” Keith grunts as he catches it and starts wiping himself off, he looks up at Lance with wide eyes, “What the fuck.”

“That’s what I just said, you idiot. You got a fucking tattoo and didn’t care to fucking tell? Brutal man, I thought we bonded.”

“Fuck no, not you too, not in my damn house, Martínez,” Matt reappears with a plate stacked with pancakes, voice muffled around a bite. He holds the plate to Lance, “Shove this in your mouth and shut up. Jesus .”

Lance eyes the pancakes warily, “Did you make those?”

Matt laughs, “Fuck no, it was Shiro.”

Lance hums and takes one from the stack, he rolls it up and takes a bite, he hums again, “It’s good.”

“Only thing I can make without burning the whole place.” Shiro says proudly, coming behind Matt to steal one pancake from the stack. Matt rolls his eyes but smiles fondly when Shiro plants a loud kiss on his neck.

“Gross,” Keith says from the couch, which gets him a pancake slap on the face from Shiro. He chuckles and shoves the whole thing in his mouth, cheeks puffing up.

“Now who’s gross,” Shiro teases.

“Nhow whosh grosh,” Keith mocks around a mouthful.

Matt cackles, throwing his head back, “Goddamn it, you two.”

Keith grins and redirects his eyes back to Lance, “Sit Lance, you’re making me awkward.”

“You don’t need my help for that.”

“Shove it up your ass, smartfuck.”

Lance smirks, throwing himself on the couch, “Don’t need to ask twice, sweetheart.” He winks and sends finger guns Keith’s way.

“God, what a fucking loser.”

“Whatever, you still owe me a peak of your tattoo.”

“Do I now?”

“ASSHOLE, THERE’S PANCAKES!” Matt hollers from the kitchen.

Keith and Lance grin at each other as Pidge comes running like crazy through the open door.

“Where’s he?” She looks at them with crazy eyes.

“Kitchen,” Lance points and she’s running.

A moment later they can hear Matt’s voice.

“Holy shit Pidge, the fuck, calm down, you’re gonna- Ah shit.”

Lance hears choking sounds coming from the kitchen and he snickers.

“We’re a bunch of weirdos,” Keith shakes his head.

Lance hums, “You gonna show me your tattoo or I’ll have to wait till I get you naked?”

“Wow, you’re so romantic, did anyone ever tell you that?”

“Quit stalling, sassmaster.”

Keith rolls his eyes but pulls his shirt up to reveal his tattoo anyway, and Lance… Lance’s having a fucking heart attack. Cardiac arrest. A stroke. He’s fucking dying. His heart is suffocating.

“Oh my god, is that-” He comes closer, sitting on his knees, “Keith, KEITH! Oh my god, what the fuck.”

Keith shrugs, “I told you I loved it.”

Lance doesn’t know how to react, it’s his fucking alien head. He did that, he drew that, now it’s fucking permanent, it’s branded on Keith. A part of Lance is stamped on Keith’s fucking skin and it’s permanent. His alien head is there, sitting proudly on Keith’s hipbone. This is… this is… he has no words. He’s gonna fucking cry, swear. He’s gonna fucking faint. Jesus Christ Almighty.

He slides down to the floor and scooches closer to Keith’s legs, almost shoving his face into Keith’s crotch to take a better look.

It’s fucking beautiful, it’s so beautiful he’s getting kinda hard, honestly. What the fuck.

“You’re doing amazing, sweetie,” he hears Pidge say in a mocking tone, but he’s too fucking distracted looking at the fine piece of art that is Keith’s tattooed hipbone to realize the true meaning behind those words. Then it clicks, and it clicks hard, so hard it has him whipping his head around so fast he hears a pop.

Pidges grin is wicked when he fixed his glare on her, she waves at him with her phone. He’s gonna dead ass strangle her. “Pidge,” he warns.

Her smile only widens, turns even more wicked. She looks fucking manic.

“I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU POST THAT, YOU’RE DEAD! SO DEAD I’LL TURN YOU INTO CHICKEN WINGS, I FUCKING SWEAR, KATHERINE ELIZA HOLT.”

She bites her bottom lip to stifle her laughter, but the phone is still trained on him.

“DO NOT FUCKING TEST ME, GIRL.”

Keith snorts and Lance socks him dead ass on the chest, “You shut it, mullet.”

Keith raises his eyebrows and hits Lance upside the head.

“Keith!”

“What!” Keith raises his arms innocently, “You started it.”

“It’s true,” Pidge points out, her voice wavering with suppressed laughter, “I caught it on video. You can’t run away from digital evidence, pal. The People vs. Lance Martínez.”

“I’ve been set up, the fucking betrayal!”

Keith hits him again, with a pillow this time, “Shut up, you fucking loser.”

Like a flip is switched the three of them bust out laughing.

Lance still gotta shit, though.

He’ll do it later, guess, his stomach doesn’t hurt that much, anyway.

#klance #klance fic #vld #vld fic #keith x lance #my stuff #lance #keith #pidge #shiro #matt holt #shatt

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thatmasquedgirl · 8 years ago

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The Aging Soulmate AU

For the last couple of days we’ve been sort of collaboratively been working on this, so thought I’d compile it in one place that wasn’t so long.

With new stuff because duh. (It was quiet at work today so of course I thought about how I’d reply to the last things.)

Tagging everyone who displayed interest at the end.

Based on this post:

AU where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soul mate so they can grow old together.

Oh look at that. I have stumbled upon a soulmate AU that I would actually write for Arrow. Huh.

@felicity-said--yes said: I will give all the money i have to write Arrow like this.

Could you imagine the centuries old protector Vigilante of Star City, who meets the barely 25 hacktivist? oh my god, i seriously wish i could write…

OH MY GOD DID YOU JUST READ MY MIND BECAUSE THAT WAS SO WHERE I WAS GOING WITH THAT.

AND TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, YES. YES I CAN IMAGINE.

UP THE AGE THOUGH BECAUSE I DO NOT NEED THAT MUCH TEENAGE ANGST FUELING THE WORLD. THAT IS LIKE MY HIGH SCHOOL NIGHTMARE. NO, THEY STOP AGING AT… 25. BETTER. LESS ANGST AND SELF-IDENTITY CRISES.

BUT JUST PICTURE IT, OKAY. STARLING CITY HAS HAD A VIGILANTE FOR CENTURIES. HE ISN’T LOVED, BUT INSTEAD FEARED BECAUSE HE’S A BRUTAL, VIOLENT MAN. SEASON 1 OLIVER ALL OVER AGAIN. HE DOES IT BECAUSE IT’S LITERALLY ALL HE HAS. ALL HIS FAMILY IS GONE AND HE’S UTTERLY ALONE IN THE WORLD. EVERYONE HAS FORGOTTEN OLIVER QUEEN. AND HE’S SO TIRED AND JADED AND EXHAUSTED BY LIVING.

IT’S NOT THAT HE WANTS TO DIE. IT’S THAT HE DOESN’T CARE. SO HE TAKES CRAZY RISKS BECAUSE HE JUST DOESN’T GIVE A FLYING FIG ANYMORE.

ENTER A MYSTERIOUS CYBER HACKER WHO COMES IN AND STARTS STEALING FROM HIS TARGETS. BY THE TIME HE FINDS THEM, THE RISING STAR THE PRESS IS CALLING FIREWALL HAS ALREADY BEEN THERE. AND IT PISSES HIM OFF BECAUSE THERE IS LITERALLY ONE DAMN THING HE’S GOOD AT AND THIS SNOT-NOSED SHIT IS SHOWING HIM UP.

SO HE BUYS ONE OF THOSE DOODADS THAT ALL THE KIDS ARE TALKING ABOUT (also, i need him to actually talk like that, damn it) AND MANAGES TO TRACE THIS ASSHOLE BACK TO AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE. BY THE TIME HE GETS THERE, NOTHING. HE SCOURS THE PLACE AND FIREWALL IS ALREADY GONE. SO HE RUNS A HAND OVER HIS FACE, SIGHS–MAYBE PUNCHES A HOLE THROUGH SOMETHING–AND THEN IT HAPPENS.

HE SEES SOME BLONDE GIRL WHO SO CAN’T BE 25 YET WALKING DOWN THE STREET WITH A LAPTOP IN HER ARMS. JUST LIKE THAT, HE KNOWS.

FIREWALL.

IT’S ANOTHER TWO WEEKS BEFORE HE NOTICES A VISIBLE FURROW IN HIS FOREHEAD THAT WASN’T THERE BEFORE.

…

I’m sorry for shouting headcanons at you. Not so sorry for what I wrote.

@felicity-said--yes said: I may not have creative writing skills but I WILL ALWAYS ACCEPT HEADCANONS BEING SHOUTED AT ME!!! AND OH MY GOD I LOVE THE NAME FIREWALL IT IS SO PERFECT!!

COULD YOU IMAGINE OLIVER FIGHTING IT TOOTH AND NAIL TO DENY THAT HE IS GETTING OLDER. BECAUSE (depending on how quickly they age, normally or faster, and the timeline of this story) HE IS GETTING OLDER AND THAT MEANS HIS BODY HURT MORE AFTER A FIGHT.

BUT THEN ALSO BECAUSE OF THIS INFURIATING SMALL BLONDE WOMAN, HE’S FEELING THINGS HE HASN’T FELT IN CENTURIES, SINCE HIS SISTER PASSED AWAY. BUT THIS BLONDE HAS HIS HEART RACING FOR REASONS OTHER THAN VIOLENT ADRENALINE AND HE HATES IT

I’m not even apologizing this time…

HE HAS TO AGE AT A NORMAL RATE, RIGHT. SO HE DOESN’T NOTICE IT AT FIRST. BUT THERE’S THIS NEW FURROW IN HIS BROW, RIGHT. AND HE JUST SHRUGS IT OFF.

BUT THEN HE STARTS RUNNING INTO FIREWALL. HE TALKS TO HER–SHE’S WEARING A MASK (because he never sees her without the mask okay)–AND THEN HE NOTICES HIS SHOULDER IS A LITTLE STIFF AFTER A LONG NIGHT OF TAKING DOWN BAD GUYS. WELL, OKAY, THAT WAS BOUND TO HAPPEN–HE PUSHED HIMSELF TOO HARD.

BUT THEN HE INJURES HIS KNEE. HE’S UP AND AROUND IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS, BUT IT ACHES AFTERWARD. LIKE ALL THE TIME. AND THAT… THAT ISN’T NORMAL AT ALL. IT’S ALMOST LIKE THE ABUSE HE’S PUTTING HIS BODY THROUGH IS CATCHING UP WITH HIM.

LIKE HE’S AGING.

AND THEN HE RUNS INTO FIREWALL AGAIN. THIS TIME THEY GET INTO A HEATED ARGUMENT (WELL, NOT JUST THIS TIME–EVERY TIME). BUT THIS TIME SHE’S TALKING ABOUT HIS DANGEROUS STUNTS AND GETTING HIMSELF KILLED BECAUSE HE’S NOT GOING TO WITHSTAND THAT KIND OF ABUSE ANYMORE.

AND THAT’S WHEN IT HITS HIM.

SHE’S HIS SOULMATE

HE’S BEEN ALIVE FOR THREE CENTURIES, ONLY TO FIND HIS SOULMATE IS PROBABLY THE MOST INFURIATING PERSON ON THE PLANET.

AND DAMN IT, SHE KNEW.

SHE KNEW FROM THE START.

SO HE DOES THE ONLY THING HE CAN DO: HE BOLTS LIKE HE’S BEING CHASED BY A CHEETAH.

(And Firewall is completely @ohmyemilybett‘s idea. I fell in love with it.)

@bushlaboo said: AND THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER @thatmasquedgirl. Nice naming job @ohmyemilybett!

He runs right into denial, right? All the denial. He starts listing all the reasons why he can’t have a soulmate, certainly not some snarky infuriating blonde. And when he’s almost convinced himself of that his doodad goes off and it’s Firewall.

Look you’re not my ideal soulmate candidate either. Someone from this century would totally make more sense, but we’re kind of stuck here. Fate has a weird sense of humor. You can keep running or you know we could figure out this vigilanting and soulmate thing together.If not, I’ll just keep sending you grumpy cat, because you totally remind me of him, memes until you finally relent. So easy way or hard way Big Green? Your choice.

Well of course he does, right? It’s Oliver.

SHE CAN’T BE HIS SOULMATE. HE DOESN’T HAVE A SOULMATE. HE DOESN’T HAVE A HEART–THEY TORE THAT OUT OF HIM YEARS AGO WHEN EVERYONE HE EVER LOVED DIED. HIS SISTER IS GONE. TOMMY AND LAUREL ENDED UP TOGETHER AND SLOWLY AGED AWAY. HIS MOTHER FOUND WALTER. HE LITERALLY HAS NOTHING LEFT TO CARE ABOUT SO HE’S LONG SINCE ACCEPTED HE’S GOING TO LIVE FOREVER.

HOWEVER LONG THAT MIGHT ACTUALLY BE.

SHE… UNNERVES HIM. IN A WAY THAT PEOPLE USUALLY DON’T. BECAUSE HE CAN’T READ THIS LITTLE BLONDE HACKER WHO ISN’T EVEN A FRACTION OF HIS AGE. AND, TRUTH BE TOLD, THAT SCARES HIM. HE’S SCARED OF A MERE CHILD.

SO OLIVER DOES WHAT OLIVER DOES BEST: HE SULKS. HE SULKS AND BROODS AND STOPS GOING OUT AT NIGHT IN THE HOOD. HE JUST LOCKS HIMSELF UP IN THE BASEMENT OF THE OLD QUEEN FACTORY THAT HIS FAMILY ABANDONED AT THE TURN OF THE 19TH CENTURY, AS IF IT’S SOME SORT OF SELF-IMPOSED PRISON.

BUT ONE NIGHT HE WAKES UP AND SHE’S THERE. FIREWALL, SITTING ON HIS DESK ALL BORED AND MYSTERIOUS AND DRIVING HIM INSANE WITH HER MERE EXISTENCE. SHE’S HOLDING HIS COMMUNICATIONS DOODAD–THE ONE WITH THE SCREEN HE HAS TO POKE TO OPERATE–AND SHE JUST CASUALLY TELLS HIM ABOUT HOW HIS CYBERSECURITY IS COMPLETE BULLSHIT AND HE REALLY NEEDS TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT BECAUSE THE COPS CAN TRACE HIM.

OLIVER JUST BLINKS AT HER A FEW TIMES BECAUSE WHAT.

THEN SHE REAMS HIM. SHE STARTS THIS NOT-QUITE-YELLING LOUD SPEECH ABOUT HOW HE COULD ACTUALLY DO SOME GOOD IN THE CITY IF HE STOPPED BEING ALL GLOOM AND DOOM. AND HOW, BY LOCKING HIMSELF UP, HE’S FAILED THE CITY HE’S SPENT OH SO LONG PROTECTING. HIS LITTLE BLONDE DEMON IS TELLING HIM TO SUCK IT UP, BUTTERCUP.

SHE’S ABOUT TO LEAVE WHEN HE FINALLY FINDS HIS VOICE. IN A LOW BREATH, HE BEGS HER TO WAIT.

FIREWALL IS JUST AS MERCILESS AS HE IS. SHE DOESN’T CAVE TO HIS REQUEST. INSTEAD, SHE STOPS AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS, AND, ONCE MORE, SHE MANAGES TO TURN HIS WORLD UPSIDE DOWN.

“I HOPE YOU DIDN’T THINK I WAS GOING TO THROW MYSELF AT YOU BECAUSE YOU’RE MY SOULMATE.” HER LAUGH IS BITTER. “I STOPPED CHASING AFTER PEOPLE A LONG TIME AGO. SO IF YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE ME AGAIN, FINE. IF YOU WANT TO WALK RIGHT OUT OF MY LIFE, GO AHEAD. I’LL HOLD THE DOOR OPEN FOR YOU.”

WHEN THE DOOR SLAMS, IT MANAGES TO SHATTER ONE OF HIS FAVORITE PICTURES AND HIS LONG-DEAD HEART.

@bushlaboo said: [T]here are not words. TRUELY. I just … this is just … 😍😍😍😍

I have many regrets in life but this is not one of them. When I go to bed tonight, I am going to just lie there and think about this.

@madmanwithawarehouse said: If you write this I will love you forever* AND OLIVER GOES TO TALK TO HER ABOUT THE WHOLE SOULMATE THING AND THE PRO AND CONS OF DATING AND FELICITY RESPONDS WITH, “WELL WE’RE GOING TO GROW OLD AND DIE WHETHER WE’RE TOGETHER OR NOT. I JUST THINK IT’S LESS BORING THIS WAY.” *of course I’d love you forever anyway but still

OH, NO. IT WON’T BE THAT EASY. THIS IS OLIVER WE’RE TALKING ABOUT HERE. HE WON’T JUST CAVE. MAYBE EVENTUALLY, BUT NOT IMMEDIATELY.

FIRST HE’LL BE ANGRY--FURIOUS, EVEN. FAR EASIER TO BE ANGRY THAN HEARTBROKEN. HOW DARE THIS LITTLE, BARELY-EVEN-OUT-OF-ADOLESCENCE... DEMON WOMAN TELL HIM HOW TO LIVE HIS LIFE! SHE KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT WHO HE IS OR WHAT HE’S ENDURED.

AND THEN HE TELLS HIMSELF THIS IS WHY HE’S BETTER OFF WITHOUT A BLASTED SOULMATE.

SO HE POUTS SOME MORE (AND SOME MORE BECAUSE HELLO, THIS IS OLIVER). HE BROODS AND STEWS UNTIL HE REALIZES HIS WORST NIGHTMARE HAS COME TO LIFE: SHE WAS RIGHT.

GODDAMN IT.

SO HE STOPS BROODING. JUST WHEN THE CITY STARTS TO THINK THE ARROW IS FINALLY DEAD, HE RETURNS WITH A VENGEANCE. EXCEPT THIS TIME HIS WRATH ISN’T CRUEL OR VINDICTIVE. INSTEAD, HE GRANTS HIS VICTIMS MERCY. HE DOESN’T KILL UNLESS HE’S GRANTED NO OTHER OPTION--UNLESS DEATH IS HIS ONLY OTHER CHOICE.

BECAUSE, FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWO HUNDRED YEARS, OLIVER QUEEN HAS FOUND SOMETHING TO LIVE FOR.

IT ISN’T THAT HE LOVES HER, THIS MYSTERIOUS FIREWALL THAT FATE HAS SOMEHOW SELECTED FOR HIM. NO, HE DOESN’T KNOW HER WELL ENOUGH. AND HE DISCOVERS THAT HE WANTS TO KNOW HER. HE WANTS TO DISCOVER WHY ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH ANYONE WOULD PUT THE TWO OF THEM TOGETHER (OTHER THAN AS A CRUEL JOKE, OF COURSE).

THERE’S ONLY ONE PROBLEM.

HE CAN’T FIND HER.

SHE’S STILL ACTIVE. EVERY DAY HE SEES HER NAME IN THE NEWS. BUT THE PROBLEM IS THAT HE CAN NO LONGER TRACE HER. HE KNEW FROM THE MOMENT SHE SHOWED UP IN HIS DWELLING THAT SHE WAS AN EXPERT IN ALL OF THOSE NONSENSICAL DOODADS THE KIDS LOVE SO DEARLY. APPARENTLY SHE’S ENOUGH OF ONE THAT SHE CAN HIDE FROM OTHER DOODADS.

AND HE KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT HER. HE DOESN’T KNOW HER FACE, OR HER NAME. ALL HE HAS IS A BLONDE OF ROUGHLY FIVE-AND-A-HALF FEET--WHICH DESCRIBES MOST WOMEN IN THE CITY. HIS INFORMATION IS USELESS.

BUT HE’S DESPERATE NOW. CURIOUS, EVEN. AND NOW HE’S LIKE A BLOODHOUND WITH A SCENT, REFUSING TO LET IT GO.

WITH NOTHING ELSE TO GO ON, HE DOES SOME MORE RECONNAISSANCE. FOR THE FIRST TIME IN DECADES, HE VENTURES OUT DURING THE DAY, WATCHING AS PEOPLE GO BY. EVERY SPLASH OF BLONDE HAIR CATCHES HIS ATTENTION, BUT IT’S CLEAR NONE OF THEM ARE HER. WHILE HIS ROUGH DESCRIPTION MAY BE PITIFUL, OLIVER KNOWS HER FAR BETTER THAN HE THOUGHT. HE CAN TELL FROM THEIR GAITS, FROM THEIR POSTURES, THAT IT ISN’T HER.

FIREWALL CARRIES HERSELF WITH QUIET CONFIDENCE, A LITTLE SASS THROWN INTO HER WALK TO REMIND EVERYONE SHE’S SMARTER THAN THEM. THERE’S A MISCHIEVOUS TWIST TO HER SMILE THAT WARNS THEM THAT SHE KNOWS IT. AND ONCE HE SEES THOSE AGAIN, HE’S CERTAIN HE’LL KNOW.

DAYS TURN INTO WEEKS AND WEEKS INTO MONTHS, ALL TO NO AVAIL. SMILING FACES AND AGING LOVERS MAKE HIM REALIZE AGAIN HOW LONELY HE TRULY IS.

IT’S WITH THAT NOSTALGIA AND YEARNING TO BELONG THAT TAKES HIM BACK TOWARD THE OLD QUEEN OFFICE BUILDINGS. HE EXPECTS TO FIND THE BUILDING DILAPIDATED, FALLING APART WITH AGE. INSTEAD, IT THRIVES UNDER THE BANNER OF QUEEN CONSOLIDATED, RISING UP TO THE SKY WITH METAL AND GLASS.

HIS FAMILY’S LEGACY CONTINUES.

HE PAUSES ON THE STEPS IN FRONT OF THE FOUNTAIN, TAKING IT ALL IN. MOMENTS--MAYBE EVEN MINUTES--PASS BEFORE HE HEARS IT.

IT’S HER VOICE THAT CATCHES HIS ATTENTION, SOFT AND SWEET WITH JUST ENOUGH GRAVEL TO WARN EVERYONE SHE ISN’T ALWAYS SWEET. HE TURNS TO FIND A BLONDE WITH LUDICROUSLY PINK LIPS STANDING ON THE STEPS, TALKING TO SOMEONE WHILE USING EXAGGERATED HAND GESTURES. SHE STANDS AS THOUGH SHE’S AT EASE WITH HER SURROUNDINGS, CONFIDENT IN HERSELF. AND THEN SHE WALKS OFF WITH A SWING TO HER HIPS AND A BOUNCE IN HER STEP.

JUST LIKE FIREWALL.

IN THAT MOMENT, HE KNOWS IT’S HER. EVERYTHING ABOUT HER IS UNMISTAKABLE, RIGHT DOWN TO THAT TWIST OF HER LIPS THAT WOULD DO MONA LISA PROUD FOR ALL THE ENIGMA IT PRESENTS. SOMEONE CALLS TO HER, WAVING AS HE REFERS TO HER AS FELICITY.

SOMEHOW, IT SUITS HER.

HE FOLLOWS HER. OLIVER DISCOVERS WHERE SHE LIVES, AND, ONE NIGHT, HE EVEN WATCHES HER SLIP OUT IN THE ALL-BLACK GETUP DISTINCT TO FIREWALL. HE WATCHES HER SUCK ON HER LIP AS SHE MAKES HER COMPUTER-ISH DOODAD WEAVE HER MAGIC ON ANOTHER UNSUSPECTING VICTIM.

IT’S SOMETHING HE NEVER DOES AGAIN. SUCH BEHAVIOR MAKES HIM FEEL... DASTARDLY, AS IF HE’S SOME SORT OF PREDATOR. AND HE’S DISCOVERED ALL HE NEEDS TO KNOW. NOW HE NEEDS TO DECIDE WHERE HE STANDS.

HIS DAILY WALKS DON’T DECREASE. HE LIKES IT, THE HUSTLE AND BUSTLE OF THE CITY, THE WAY PEOPLE INTERACT. IN MOST WAYS, HE IS IN THE WORLD AND NOT OF IT, BUT HE APPRECIATES IT ALL THE SAME.

ONE DAY HE STOPS TO GET INFORMATION FROM THE FIRE CHIEF ON THEIR NEW RESIDENT ARSONIST. SHOUTING CATCHES HIS ATTENTION, AND HE TURNS TO FIND ONE OF THE FIREMEN YELLING AT A BLONDE WHO IS COMPLETELY UNFAZED BY HIS IRE.

AND SUDDENLY HE’S STARING AT FIREWALL AGAIN.

THOUGH OLIVER MAY HAVE HAD HIS FAIR SHARE OF DEBAUCHERY IN THE PAST, HIS PARENTS DID TRY TO RAISE HIM AS A GENTLEMAN. AND EVERY OUNCE OF THAT FORCES HIM TO INTERVENE, EVEN THOUGH HE ISN’T SO FOOLISH TO THINK THIS WOMAN NEEDS OR DESIRES HIS HELP.

HIS FIRST WORDS TO HER AS HIMSELF ARE, “IS THERE A PROBLEM?”

BLUE EYES MEET HIS AS SHE LIES TO HIS FACE. SHE CLAIMS SHE’S A REPORTER AND THROWS HIM A FAKE NAME. SHE GRABS HER BAG TO LEAVE, BUT OLIVER STOPS HER BY ASKING THE SAME QUESTION TO WHICH SHE DESIRED AN ANSWER. THE FIRE CHIEF RELUCTANTLY RESPONDS, GIVING FELICITY THE INFORMATION SHE SO DESPERATELY CRAVES.

AND THEN HE WALKS AWAY.

OLIVER STILL HAS NO CLUE WHAT TO DO WITH HER.

HE DOUBTS HE EVER WILL.

BUT OF COURSE SHE STOPS HIM. IT’S TYPICAL AT THIS POINT; WHEN HE WANTS HER, SHE ISN’T THERE, AND WHEN HE NEEDS TO KEEP HIS DISTANCE, SHE’S RIGHT UNDER HIS NOSE.

HE’S FAIRLY CERTAIN SHE’S THE WALKING EMBODIMENT OF THE WORD INFURIATING.

INSTEAD OF HER THANKS, SHE OFFERS A QUESTION: “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?”

“HE WAS BEING RUDE.”

SHE REGARDS HIM AS THOUGH HE’S THE MYSTERIOUS ONE. “WHAT DID YOU WANT?”

“NOTHING.” THAT SEEMS TO CONFUSE HER MORE THAN HIS PREVIOUS ANSWER. “A ‘THANK YOU’ WOULD BE NICE, BUT I’M NOT GOING TO WAIT FOR ONE.”

WHEN HE TURNS TO LEAVE, HE TELLS HIMSELF THAT HE ISN’T FLEEING.

BUT, REALLY, HE’S FLEEING.

HE’S ALMOST DOWN THE BLOCK WHEN HE HEARS A QUIET “THANK YOU” IN THAT HEAVENLY SWEET VOICE.

“MY PLEASURE,” HE WHISPERS BACK, TOO LOW FOR HER TO HEAR.

A WEEK LATER, HE FINDS HIMSELF IN THE BUSINESS DISTRICT AGAIN. HE’S STARTED TO LINGER AROUND THE QC OFFICES, TAKING IT ALL IN. SOMEHOW IT MANAGES TO INSPIRE HIM IN A WAY THAT FEW OTHER THINGS DO. BECAUSE A PIECE OF HIS FAMILY IS LEFT FOR ALL TO KNOW.

GONE, BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN.

IMMORTALITY AT ITS GREATEST.

“QUITE A VIEW, ISN’T IT?” A WOMAN’S VOICE ASKS. OF COURSE.

HE TURNS TO HER. FOR THE FIRST TIME, HE TRULY OBSERVES HER. OLIVER IS WELL VERSED IN THE STUDY OF THE FEMALE BODY, AND IT IS WITH A WELL-TRAINED EYE THAT HE ANSWERS, “MAGNIFICENT.”

A DUSTING OF BLUSH DARKENS HER CHEEKS, BUT OTHERWISE SHE DISMISSES HIS REMARK BY TELLING HIM THE HISTORY OF HIS FAMILY’S COMPANY. BUT HE DOESN’T MIND; HE ENJOYS WATCHING HER TALK.

SHE HAS A PROVOCATIVE MOUTH, THE KIND THAT TWISTS AROUND EVERY SYLLABLE LIKE A CARESS. IT’S SOMETHING HE NOTICED BEFORE--WHEN SHE WAS JUST A CLEVER THORN IN HIS SIDE--BUT NOW IT MEANS SOMETHING.

OBSERVATION BECOMES DESIRE.

DESIRE BECOMES TORMENT.

AND THE TORMENT BLAZES LIKE FIRE.

FINE. LET HIM BURN, THEN.

SHE QUIETS BEFORE INFORMING HIM THAT HER NAME ISN’T REALLY MEGAN KUTTLER--A FACT HE ALREADY KNEW--AND REVEALS HERSELF AS FELICITY SMOAK IN THE THROES OF A STUTTERED EXCUSE. THEN SHE SAYS SHE DIDN’T ASK FOR HIS NAME.

“IT’S OLIVER,” IS ALL HE OFFERS.

“IT’S NICE TO OFFICIALLY MEET YOU, OLIVER.”

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OVER A CENTURY, SOMEONE SAYS HIS NAME. AND THAT THOUGHT BRINGS A SMILE TO HIS LIPS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWO CENTURIES.

“AND YOU, FELICITY.”

SUDDENLY IT SEEMS TOO REAL TOO FAST. HE’S ALREADY SCREWED THIS UP ONCE, AND THIS TIME HE’S UNLIKELY TO GET ANOTHER CHANCE. “I HAVE TO GO.”

“I’LL CATCH YOU AROUND, THEN,” SHE REPLIES IN A CHEERFUL TONE, THOUGH THE CORNERS OF HER MOUTH TURN DOWN.

“ONLY IF YOU HAVE TERRIBLE LUCK,” HE MUTTERS IN PARTING. THE WORDS SLIP OUT UNDER HIS BREATH AS HE SCURRIES AWAY.

BEHIND HIM, HIS SOULMATE REPLIES, “YOU DON’T SEEM THAT UNLUCKY TO ME.”

IF ONLY SHE KNEW.

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