#and hasn't really tried to learn or push the limits at all so

[walriding]

Preternatural abilities -- of the non-psychological variety -- afforded to the Walrider’s Host include, but are not limited to:

Enhanced Strength / Stamina: The inherent strength of the nanites comprising the physical aspect of the Walrider allows for a reinforced musculoskeletal system of its Host. Combined with similarly reinforced cardiovascular processes, the Host is capable of extreme physical strength and stamina beyond typical human capacity.

Shielding: A similar effect of the aforementioned musculoskeletal reinforcement. The nanites are essentially able to create internal armor that protects the Host from most any manner of damage -- though cosmetic or temporary damage may result from lack of anticipation / preparation for incoming threats. External shielding is also possible, and could possibly protect third parties from damage below a certain threshold.

Healing: Increased healing factor due to nanite presence in the bloodstream. The nanites can act as or bolster the activity of all three major types of blood cells to promote fast healing. Surface level wounds can be healed near instantaneously. Deeper or internal wounds require more time, but are still repaired at a miraculous rate. Third parties can benefit from the nanties acting as a temporary bandage / splint / etc. for injuries, but without the Host connection they will not heal outside the capabilities of their own body. Notably, the Host’s blood is thick and nearly black due to the replication and shedding of nanites.

Reduced Physiological Needs: As with just about every other bodily function, nanite-enhanced metabolic processes have all but rendered the need for things like food and sleep obsolete. However, increased but non-symbiotic Swarm activity -- i.e. when the Host is ‘fighting it’ -- has a tendency to spike these needs dramatically.

Telekinesis: External manifestation of the Swarm allows the Host to manipulate objects at a distance. Objects -- including people -- may be moved, thrown, destroyed, etc. Thus far this has largely been a destructive action. Maximum distance and size limits for objects is unknown.

Electrokinesis / Electronic Manipulation: Due to the electromagnetic nature of the nanites, the Walrider is able to manipulate electricity and electronics. Currents can be reduced or cut completely, and power surges can also be generated. Computers, phones, and similar devices can be hacked remotely. Such devices will often experience effects similar to magnet exposure in the presence of an ‘active’ Swarm -- memory corruption / deletion, screen distortion, etc. -- even if they aren’t the direct target of the nanites.

Levitation: A result of the Swarm’s ability to manifest externally in the same way that allows for telekinetic abilities. The Host’s body can float and move completely off the ground, limited only by his persistent fear of heights.

Note: the limitations of these abilities have not been well documented due to lack of testing, and general reluctance of the current Host to experiment. Side effects of overexertion in any capacity have included migraines, body aches, confusion and disorientation, extreme fatigue and hunger, and the drainage of dark and viscous blood from the nose / mouth / eyes. This is likely due to resistance in the Swarm-Host connection. A more harmonious symbiosis could potentially reduce negative side effects.

[rene-darling]

CASH- app or zelle?

Sugar mommy/daddy AU

...wanderer...Xiao...tighnari...albedo...

Wanderer

Scaramouche never really needed a sugar mommy nor a daddy since he was a harbinger. He was rich...but now that he's wanderer...things have changed.

Ever since Nahida enrolled him in the Akademia he's had to find out how damn expensive some of the books he needs for his essays are

What the fuck! Why should he spend a million mora on a damn book he'll only use once!

While he was complaining about this to the traveler she jokingly suggested that he become a sugar baby.. " hah- do you think I would lower myself to such a degree-" once piamon mentions how he could basically get all the books he needed for his essays for free..he was sold.

One thing Wanderer didn't quite get the grasp of is what he needed to do for you in return...

His sharp breathing filled the room as your hips snapped in and out at a rough pace- he didn't know this was a part of the deal!!

Though he couldn't find it in himself to complain, as he gripped onto the bedsheets till his knuckles grew white "Hahh..fuuuck"

"you have to repay me for those books after all, don't you, so be a good little darling and hold fucking still." he wants to say he tried but it was nearly impossible! That fake dick slammed into him so hard! He couldn't! How could you except him to hold still

"i- hah.. I'm trying yo- mmh!" he was glad that he was facing away from you he most certainly didn't want to see that amused smirk on your face.

Xiao

Xiao didn't realize how it even happened, he just thought you brought him gifts and such out of kindness

Right, it had to be kindness. What else could it be?

In time, he began expecting your gifts and trinkets patiently he would sit on the railings waiting for your arrival, and when you finally arrive he greets you still sitting on the railing

Xiao didn't even realize how this relationship developed. Due to his duty to guard liyue he never went anywhere too far from it, so whenever you would come back from your trips and expeditions you would give him gifts and trinkets.

And in turn, he would give you himself for the night.

He lets out breaths in a set rhythm "hah..hahh" his breaths come out as pants and his body jerks up and down at every touch

He's so damn sensitive, twitching at every minor touch, you can milk his cock all night and he'll try his hardest to be your good boy. To follow your commands without a word,

He'll grab into you so tightly so desperately trying to hide his embarrassment in the crevis of your neck

Albedo

Albedo gets paid well by the knight of Favonius but lately, with some of his rather grand projects, he hasn't enough funds for them.

He thinks of ways to get more money, maybe he could work overtime. No, he already does and it's still not enough. He's in a stump. That's when he learns the term sugar baby from a drunk venti and kaeya

They both were drunk only jokingly suggesting that the man become a sugar baby if he was that desperate

What they didn't know was, yes. He is that desperate. He absolutely needs more funds, so this is the best and easiest option.

All he needs to do is lay himself on his table on Dragon spine, and the rest is up to you, you can do whatever you please with his fair skin, leave as many marks as you wish,

He thought it was easy enough. All he has to do is lay pretty and let you ravage him. He is a homunculus after all, he was confident he could take it,

"oh f-fuck mhm..." it seems he had overestimated how much his delicate body could take

Though he didn't mind, he enjoyed the feeling of being pushed to his utmost limit. His nails dig into your skin leaving red scratches all over, he can't help it you drive him insane.

Tighnari

Much like Albedo the Fox Boy needs funds for his experiments and expenditures, the scholars at the Akademiya after hearing his reluctance to join them being petty decided to cut his funds in half!

He's annoyed but he's even more petty than those stuck-up scholars, so even with his funds cut he decides to come up with another way to secure them

It wasn't his idea to become a sugar baby, but it came up when he was talking to his friends during a game of TCG, Kaveh had the same problem being in debt and not having enough funds to cover them.

He told Tighnari about how he planned to sign up to become a sugar baby, and so Tighnari albeit reluctantly decided to try it out. He means, what's the worst that could happen?

This is the worst. Though, he's lying.

His breathy pants fill the room his scratching and digging into your back, creating deep red marks on your skin,

"ah- ah..mhm, Hah-" he forces his head up to look at you, flushed cheeks tinted a harder red the more you stared back. "Y-you'll buy me t-the- mhm!" you couldn't help but chuckle.

His tail desperately wraps around you as he lets out a whine, he pouts a little at your teasing, "Don't worry darlin', I'll get whatever you want, so don't worry your pretty little head over it."

[sundaycentric]

JING YUAN AND NEUV!!!!!

(I too am down horrendous for them)

(seperate) neuvillette & jing yuan x reader

content ★ headcanons, NOT PROOF READ!!, sfw, fluff

note ★ SO REAL!! i love them both sm its unreal.. anyways im just going to do some basic headcanons and drabbles bc im abt to go to a dance and i need something quick to post.. other requesters i am working on your stuff!!

NEUVILLETTE ★

He has no idea what it's like to be in a relationship. He has no experience whatsoever, besides for the in occasional movies Lady Furina will force him to watch with her.

Neuvillette isn't that dumb to take the movies as reality, though. So, he ends up just being a mess.

Before you start dating, Neuvillette will try to his best to hide his feelings. He often times pushes you away, but the sky darkens not soon after. He feels torn.

Neuvillette doesn't even understand his own emotions. He can barely process what he feels, let alone name it. He's confused and worried. He thinks it's love, but what if he isn't? He's never felt love to know what it's like.

It'd take some time for him to start working through his feelings. However, he still keeps his distance. He tries not to make it obvious he is avoiding you, but someone sees through him easily.

It doesn't take long for Lady Furina to find out what's happening, especially considering how observant she is to drama. She'll pester Neuvillette about it a bit, laughing at his reactions. Neuvillette tries to appear indifferent, but the sky's definitely different from what it was before.

For all her teasing, Lady Furina does genuinely care about Neuvillette (and you). She will offer some advice to Neuvillette, even though her experience in romance is just as limited as his. At least Lady Furina can work out her emotions, though.

Gradually, Neuvillette accepts your presence and allows him to take pleasure in it. A month ago, he was doing everything to stay out of your way, but now is he practically near you every time he can be.

He tries not to talk to you too much, though. He gets flustered. Although you might not be able to see it on his face, you might notice the sky becoming brighter—way brighter than normal when you talk to him.

He will never confess first. Well, unless he felt like he had to to avoid loosing you. Other that that scenario, though, he will keep quiet until you say something

Once you do say something and confess your feelings to him, Neuvillette will be so happy. His face might be a little smile, but there is no rain for entire week and lot's of people are getting sunburnt..

He will try his best to keep you happy. Neuvillette is very big on communication since he doesn't always understand what you feel. He does try though.

Neuvillette still doesn't talk much about himself. Instead, he prefers to listen to you. Even the small, mundane things you did during your day put a smile on his face.

Overall, he is very kind and considerate. Maybe even too much. He's scared of hurting you or pushing you away because of how he is. That hasn't happened yet, though. :)

JING YUAN ★

He definitely knows what he is doing. He's had some experience in the past, both watching and doing. Although, it is different when it comes to you.

Jing Yuan took interest in you. He was curious. Why? He doesn't know himself. He just likes you presence. You remind him of his finches, maybe even lion sometimes.

He learns as much as he can about you without being seen as creepy. He'll pay attention attention to you at events or when he is in public. When he catches you staring at him, he feels warm.

Eventually, he begins to come up to you. Jing Yuan prefers to take things slow, and really wants to come up with some sort of strategy to win your heart. It's a bit hard, though. He doesn't want to manipulate you, you aren't his enemy.

Jing Yuan tries to keep things in his control, both so he can spend as much time with you possible and just because he likes it. He will pay for your lunches, buy you things you like, pay for your trips. Jing Yuan has enough money, and he is willing to spend it all if you ask for it.

He'll slowly try to become closer with you. He doesn't want to push you away. After all, Jing Yuan has all the time in the world to wait for you. He only hopes you'll actually go to him.

Jing Yuan seems more unfocused at work now. He is usually not paying attention anyways (as he is sleeping), but it's becoming a bit worse now. Lady Fu catches on quick and reprimands him.

Jing Yuan, in his tired state, tries to excuse himself before Lady Fu gets angrier. He ends up slipping and saying your name. The two of them stare at each other before Fu Xuan starts scolding him again.

Fu Xuan is mad at Jing Yuan, yes, but she cannot deny that she cares about Jing Yuan. So, she might peek into the future to see if the two of you are together. She refuses to tell Jing Yuan what she sees, but she smiles as soon as he leaves.

Jing Yuan may be first to confess. He is fine with either. In the case that he confesses, he'll laugh at the way your face lights up. If you confess first, he'll find it funny how you seem a bit unsure of yourself.

He will reassure you with a kiss on the cheek before telling you that he loves you. Jing Yuan will hug you tightly while he sleeps and take care of anything you need.

He is like a teddy bear. :)

He is attentive, and he always knows what you're feeling. He might tease you sometimes, but he is ultimately very sweet and protective over you.

Yanqing definitely looks up to you as another parental figure. Good luck with that.

Overall, very nice to sleep on. He'll take care of everything he can for you and treat you like a precious gem.

[renegade-diamonds]

The idea of Alpha!Nancy slowly becoming physically affectionate in public with Omega!Robin once they start dating/courting is rotting in my brain right now.

I have a AU in my head where arranged marriages are considered the norm in ABO culture, but it's encouraged for alpha and beta youth to explore themselves after presenting in order to gain some real-life experience.

Omegas, however, tend to be treated different depending on the religious views of their families and culture.

Robin comes from a poor family in Hawkins, although their family history goes far back to the town's founding. Her parents have the wonderful idea of arranging a betrothal for her during her Sophomore year, and Robin's scared as hell about what that means. She tries to run away several times, only to return later because she has no way of driving or supporting herself at this point.

Her friends don't see the big deal; it's normal for betrothals to be formed in order to foster community relations, and because parents are typically viewed as 'knowing what's best' for their offspring. She barely gets along with her group anymore, and her parents don't actually seem to see her when it comes to what she wants.

Eventually she gets the nerve to tell her parents that, at the very least, she cannot be paired with a male. They seem to get it, although that severely limits her options. There aren't many female alphas around her age group, and those that are there tend to migrate towards male omegas in order to keep up the "Adam and Eve" religious theme that dominates Christian culture.

Everything happens the same in the show, and following the Battle of Starcourt, after she has her first heat (besides her presentation), her parents inform Robin that they've found her a match that should please her. It's customary for the courting alpha to first make their intentions known by offering a gift picked out by the omega's parents before the omega is told of their identity, and Robin is left with little information on which family her parents organized her betrothal with.

To make matters worse, the whole Upside-Down group is currently being rocked by the Byers (and El) moving away, Jonathan and Nancy's unexpected break up, Max's slow distancing of herself, and Robin's new spot in the group.

By the time the Summer is over, Robin's ready to get back into the swing of school. She doesn't think of her loaming betrothal, or her mysterious future-mate. Robin figures she'll probably run away before things get serious anyway- Operation Croissant is still a possibility after all.

Steve is a good friend and listens to her worries, but he's got a weird gleam in his eye- like there's something he knows but can't say. He's shifty when confronted, and Robin eventually just excuses his behavior as him being distract or busy with his complicated love-life (she's so envious of the freedom his parents give him to date who he wants, even if it's only because they never have time for this son anymore).

The remaining kids seem oddly interested in her life as well. Mike's constantly asking her questions, wanting advice, trying to learn everything he can about her. Robin's not too weirded out by it, she knows he's probably trying to make up for El and Will's absence. Dustin and Lucas are a bit more reserved, but no less friendly, while Max unofficially adopts her as a big sister in a surprising turn of events.

She never sees Nancy, although she hears through the grapevine that the girl's been fighting with her parents lately- something that's gotten worse ever since the alpha's breakup with Jonathan. Robin doesn't push it there, since Nancy hasn't really given her any real reason to consider themselves' friends.

Her parents stay up late the night before the first day of Senior Year. She hears them on the phone, softly talking with someone else about whether or not their daughter has the 'gift' ready, and if everything was still good to go. She knows right away that they're talking about the betrothal gift, and Robin's terrified to realize that the courtship process was going to start soon.

She's completely unprepared to be greeted first thing in the morning by a frowning Nancy Wheeler, who arrives at her house instead of Steve to take her to school. Her parents are giddy the whole time, and Robin has a gnawing feeling in her gut that won't go away. Nancy drives in silence, hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. She's obviously upset, but at least had the consideration to wear scent suppressers so it didn't overwhelm the omega. Robin barely reacts when they pull into the parking lot, find a spot, and sit in the car blankly for a few minutes- watching the other students go by.

Nancy finally asks her if she knows what's going on, and Robin swallows uneasily but replies that she has a pretty good idea. Nancy sighs in response and pulls out a small bracelet box- a rather expensive one too. She gently opens it to show the omega the beautiful piece of jewelry within, and Robin feels her heart shudder in her chest. It's a silver piece, with dark gems cut into leaf-life shapes decorating it. It's not something she'd usually wear, but it goes well with her colors and style. Robin hates how much she actually likes it. Nancy reaches over and fastens the bracelet around her wrist, something tight and unhappy in her expression.

Robin realizes with a sinking heart that this must be what caused her breakup with Jonathan. Nancy looks at her so intently- there's anger, but it's not directed at her. Still, she understands the hesitation in the alpha's gaze. Despite the craziness of the last summer, they barely know each other, and Nancy's just lost the person who many thought was her soulmate.

Robin knows without thinking that she can't possibly compete with that.

Still, Nancy is oddly pensive. More students start to arrive, and Robin knows they're going to get a lot of rumors flying around now that this seems to be official. She doesn't know how she's going to handle it- she doesn't know how she's going to handle Nancy. This whole situation is properly fucked.

Finally, the alpha talks and Robin tries to listen without letting her own nerves show. She knows what's expected of her now, she doesn't want to give Nancy any more reason to hate this. Not when they're still not exactly sure what this is. (beyond the whole betrothal aspect of their, still very new, relationship).

However, she doesn't expect Nancy to tell her to get out of the car, because they're going to be late. She doesn't expect to be so hurt by the way Nancy disappears into the crowds as soon as she's able to. She doesn't expect the ache in her chest to form so easily, but Robin knows it was going to show up sooner or later either way.

[jtl07]

What have I done?!? 🥁🎸🎹 This is so, so cool! You wrote the audition like i mini-fic 🤩 Drabble? I don’t know, it was very cool, thank you 👏🏼 And Mary’s comment when she was adjusting the chair, hahaha. Loved the idea with neon colors, what a cool concept 🎨 Who’s the singer of this band? And how would Ava know of their music? Has she seen them live, or is their music out? Maybe it could be combined with your earlier thoughts? That Ava worked in a bar they played, and that’s how she found out about them (and Bea). Does the band have a name? And/or will it change/develop when Ava joins? Thank for taking my questions seriously, this is so much fun 😘

anon oh no, oh no now we're getting into the details aren't we. i'm torn between the band being primarily instrumental (akin to Polyphia) and having guest vocalists every now and then, vs having some hella strong vocalist - i'm thinking like Fuki from Doll$Boxx or omg what if someone like Tatiana Shmayluk from Jinjer?!? yoooo that would be intense. if the latter, then Lilith would be a terrifying analogue oh geez.

okay yknow what, i'm leaning towards instrumental first with guest vocals because i kinda like the idea of them working with different vocalists occasionally, which would be kinda like canon what with how their "front man" / halo bearer changes. but also like, that puts more pressure on each instrument to be on their game (which Beatrice impresses upon Ava when they have their two-day bootcamp).

as for how Ava first heard of them (aside: anon I am the absolute worst at naming things, their band's name is just going to be "the band" for the forseeable future lolol) maybe she happened upon their music online or heard about them somehow - someone playing a cover, someone mentioning them in passing, or maybe someone watching a video on their phone and Ava happens to see - oh that would be amusing if it was JC, yeah, lol okay, maybe JC's also a musician and someone sent him a video of their band but he's not really paying attention to it because it's not his vibe but Ava is enthralled. she goes home, looks up all their stuff, immediately starts playing along and it's difficult and brilliant and it pushes her to the limits of her skill level but she still has the utmost fun and it pushes her to keep learning. she becomes a fan but while she's eaten up every video and interview she could find about them (perhaps she happened upon one of those explainer videos that Beatrice did lol) she hasn't had the chance to see them live because they'd been on hiatus - hence why Beatrice (and Mary though she tries not to show it) are stressed about the upcoming gig, because while it's a small one, it is important to them since it's their first one in a long time.

oh and maybe also they're debuting new music for the first time in a long time at that gig - and maybe, after Ava's proven herself to Mary, they work through the song with Ava and Ava is able to play it perfectly, but then maybe during a break or something she's playing along to the track - not exactly practicing but like casually playing like she does at home alone whenever she listens to their songs, adding stuff here and there - and maybe Mary and Beatrice come back from break early and hear her and Beatrice looks at Mary and is like, "I'll make sure she keeps to what we've written" but Mary forestalls her, steps into the room fully, which catches Ava's attention, who abruptly stops playing and somehow manages to stop the track too without falling over.

"hey boss," Ava says, twirling the drumsticks between her fingers nervously. "that was a uh quick walk."

Mary's face is unreadable still, and she rewinds the track a bit. "do that fill again."

Ava blinks and Mary gives her a look that's like, 'do not make me repeat myself' and Ava scrambles to remember what she did and fumbles.

Mary shakes her head. "no, you did it differently last time." she kinda beatboxes what she remembers and Ava's like, "oh yeah" and repeats it correctly this time and Mary's taking up her bass and is muttering to herself about voicing things differently to match and Beatrice is like, "you want to change it? the performance is the day after tomorrow" and Ava's like, "hey I was just messing around" but Mary looks Ava straight in the eye and says, "it's a good idea. let's use it." then she looks at Beatrice and raises an eyebrow. "two days is more than enough time, right?"

and Beatrice kinda helplessly laughs because of course Mary would get caught up in this, in this energy Ava's brought with her - it's the renewal they've needed; Ava's exactly what they've been looking for.

[bsnotoneaskedfor]

Tired MK

Before you judge, hear me out.

MK goes through SO much shit because of his "Monkey Kid" status. Like, a ton. As someone who is a teen and struggles with mental health it is so obvious that MK has been spiraling since day one. The poor dude is going to die of anxiety and depression before the Lady Bone Bitch tries to order a smackdown with a side of trauma. MK is also a people pleaser. He legit is always trying to live up to people's standards and be "just like Monkey King".

Here's the thing: I also suffer from trying to please everyone and let me tell you that shit is exhausting. Fuck magic, the thing that really makes this show fiction is that MK hasn't had a massive mental breakdown. He's had baby ones, that are still valid, but he's pushed them aside because "he has to be the hero". He never really shows signs of emotional distress besides the show poking fun at it or using it for plot. For those in the comments, please don't try to psychoanalyze the show to prove me wrong. This is just what I have seen. So, with this being said, there is something I really would love to see and have adopted it as my personal headcannon.

MK being done with everyone's shit.

Not, "MK's tired", or "MK's sassy ;D", or even Mk going through an emo phase.

I want absolutely 100% done MK.

I want to see him surviving on coffee or energy drinks because the weight of everyone's expectations keeps him up at night. I want him mad when people start blaming him/looking to him for answers because "he's the Monkey Kid". I want him done with Wukong's bullshit. I want my realistic representation of burnout and mental illness. I want to see him trying to get better and no longer caring about calling people out for being toxic.

I don't know if I'm 100% explaining this right because words are really hard so here are some examples of what I see my MK head cannon as.

(This one's based off that one TikTok audio where the guy yells at the cats to get off the couch)

MK: *Sitting peacefully, attempting to do homework or some other quiet activity*

Macaque and Wukong : *fighting like feral cats*

MK: (almost roars it) STOP IT!

Macaque and Wukong : *is startled and a little afraid*

MK : LEARN TO FUCKING GET ALONG OR SO HELP ME I'LL TEST THE LIMITS OF YOUR IMMORTALITY

Macaque and Wukong : *obeying, nearly about to piss themselves out of fear*

MK: *Deep Breath. Goes back to what he was doing*

Every Demon Within 50 miles : wtf was that?

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MK: *chugging a coffee or energy drink*

Some Demon: *starts destroying the city*

MK : Dammit *Chugs faster. *

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Wukong: Hey bud! When's the last time that you've slept?

MK: *completely deadpan* It is finals week.

Wukong : That doesn't answer-

MK:*getting angrier* I have to defend the city every damn day. I have to deal with your messes, including you. I train every day for at least 4 hours even when we don't meet up. I WORK FULL TIME AT THE GODDAMN NOODLE SHOP AND THEN I HAVE TO FUCKING STUDY FOR COLLEGE. WHEN IN THE NAME OF BUHDDA WOULD I BE ABLE TO SLEEP?!?!

Wukong : *sweats* So I see that you're stressed-

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Team Monkey : Why didn't you use [ insert power] to start with?!

MK: *sarcastic* I'm sorry. I thought we all deserved a nice bonding trip where we spent the entire time bickering and getting the shit beaten out of us. Was that supposed to be next week?!?

Team Monkey : . . .

MK: How about you guys make a list of everything I can do. That way, next time, we can just all look at it together and none of you blame me.

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Red Son : * trying to pick a fight and just being a dick in general*

MK: *Not having it* Do not make me duct tape you down so I can embroider your worst nightmares onto your skin, you pompous little fuck!

Red Son : . . .wtf

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Red Son : *Is pretty*

MK: *deep sigh of disappointment* I need therapy . . .

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Mei : * Gets the Samhadi Fire*

MK: *remembering all the shit and expectations he went through once he got his powers*

Mei: *About to have a breakdown*

MK: *laughs* Have fun

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Red Son: *breaks in at the middle of the night in an attempt to capture MK*

MK: *is awake because insomnia* So, do you , like, want some tea . . .?

May do a Pt 2

[rottencaniness]

// no doubt //

— for Angel, @spnyuri —

rating: mature || word count: 1k+ || ao3 link

tags: sam/ruby, season 4, demon blood addict sam, boy king of hell sam, minor character death/brief description of injury/death, angry sam

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It's not that Ruby had planned on killing Dean, really she hadn't, but then he came at her with a knife and suddenly his neck was snapped per her demon powers. There's a recognized thought in the back of her mind that Sam is going to be pissed, upset, he's going to grieve all over again and it'll be hell all over again.

It's been a full year since Ruby showed up at Sam's motel room door with a hug about his dead brother and plan to get him to become just as powerful as he should be. Things have been working out marvelously- or they were- until some stupid Angel dragged Dean back up from hell and decided to throw a huge wrench in her plans, she has a mental note to kill him at some point. Sam's been drinking the demon blood to learn how to save more people, the nativity, but he's been doing what Ruby says so it's fine.

Only now she has his dead brother's body at her feet and about fifteen minutes to prepare for when Sam comes back from grabbing dinner for them all. She's been playing nice with Dean for Sam's sake. It hasn't been as hard as she assumed it'd be but it definitely hasn't been easy, she only wants Sam, she likes every little thing about him and could care less about what Dean does. He's also been severely blocking the more romantic part of Sam and Ruby's dynamic, Sam hasn't kissed her once in front of him, something she never thought she'd miss but longs for in a too desperate manner. She's a demon and shouldn't be this attached to a relationship with a human, but, this human is Sam Winchester soon-to-be-boy-king-of-hell, so she allows herself some grace.

She hefts Dean's body upwards and leans him back against the end of one of the motel beds, grimacing at how cold he's already become and the rather jarring dead person eyes staring back at her. How the fuck is she going to explain this? Get out of this? The knife Dean had tried to kill her with gets quickly kicked under the bed when she hears the rumble of the Impala pull into the parking lot, she does not need Sam trying to finish what Dean started.

"Sam! Sam, something's wrong with Dean!" The door gets thrown open and she yells out in the most frantic manner she can muster, she'll just lie her way out of this. Neither boy has ever been brought back to life before, she might be able to convince Sam that this was inevitable, as if Dean had a time limit to being alive again. His body isn't mangled and his head is still upright so it shouldn't be too hard to pull off.

"What happened?!" The bags of fast food get dropped onto the table in seconds as Sam's knees slam into the floor so he can be at his brother's level. His hands check Dean's pulse, going wide eyed when there isn't one, and he moves to push Dean to his back on the floor before starting compressions. They won't do anything.

"I- I don't know! He was fine and talking and then he just collapsed!" A pained noise leaves the back of Sam's throat and the compressions he's doing become slower, he obviously knows that he can't bring Dean back this time.

"Sam..." Ruby trails off with a hand on the center of Sam's back, a small frown on her lips when he turns to look at her with glossy eyes. No matter how demon she is and how much she follows Lucifer, she still feels certain things, maybe not how a human does or how she should, but it hurts to see Sam like this. It makes her want to beg for him to let Lucifer take over, that he'd fix Sam's problems and give him so much more.

"I- I thought I had him back for good." Fuck he looks so broken it almost makes Ruby want to revive Dean herself, almost.

"Did the Angel he was talking to say anything about a time limit on being back?" Not that that's how resurrection really works but Sam doesn't know that.

"No." A sudden surge of anger covers Sam's words, he stands abruptly and turns to Ruby, not showing half the sadness she was expecting and instead looking rather pissed off. It might be the demon blood coursing through him, she can tell he took a swig when he was picking up their food, or it might just be Sam finally getting angry the way she wants him to. If he thinks the Angel did this, he'll want revenge. A Winchester always wants revenge.

"What's going through your head Sam? Talk to me." One of her hands reaches to brush through Sam's hair, it's greasy from the running around they all did today, but she still thinks it's perfect. The brown locks were sculpted for Lucifer since his birth, he's made in Lucifer's image, there's not a single flaw about him. At least not one that can't be changed, Dean's gone and that eliminates half of the problems she was having with getting Sam to agree to Lucifer's request.

"I want Lilith dead, and I want Castiel back in heaven. It might've been God's orders to bring Dean back but to rip him away again is cruel, I don't care who said it was okay. God or Angel or whoever- they can't just take him away from me." There's rage practically dripping off of every word leaving Sam's mouth, Ruby loves it. Anger will get him to Lucifer, will get him to open that last gate, will get her recognized as the demon that got Lucifer his vessel. Both of them will be living highly and hell's rules will change with Sam's leading.

"You're almost strong enough to kill Lilith, I promise." Mere inches it seems.

"What can I do to make myself stronger faster?" A grin breaks across Ruby's face, while she's been trying to pace Sam on the demon blood so it works correctly, he's been on the stuff for so long she's sure she can up the dosage. It should be easy to retrieve considering his powers too.

"Drink more, then we kill Lilith, then deal with Castiel." Break Lucifer out of hell and take his place as Lucifer's vessel is in there too, Sam just doesn't know it yet.

"Let's go get more blood now." Impatient and angry, perfection. He doesn’t even look back at Dean's body, there's no doubt in Ruby's mind that Sam will let Lucifer in now.

[just-eyris-things]

How death and it's reversal affects my characters

So for now, I have resurrection count up to two: there is Eyris and there is Trahearne.

Tonight I'd like to talk about Eyris, because I am having thoughts about my girlie. Eyris, baby, I'm so sorry.

Eyris needs a while for it all to sink in. When she learns she's dead in the Domain of the Lost and after she regains her memories, she worries about Aurene and her closest friends, but she accepts that there is no way back and she has to just move on into the afterlife.

Then she is sucked out of there and suddenly she is back, alive and in pain because while her body is capable of functioning, it's still in the growth stage. It is due to the place of her resurrection not having enough nutrients (i mean it's a ROCK) for her to just come out in a perfect condition.

After reuniting with Dragon's Watch and Airell, Eyris does everything to focus on Aurene and task at hand. She does not want to confront the fact that she was dead and she is now alive. Because the more she thinks about it, the more fucked up it is.

She was not supposed to be brought back. She knows it was an accident. And I think that's what hurts her a bit? That she "wasn't important enough to be brought back and yet it happened anyway so now people are awkward around her because they were finally free of her". Or at least that's what she tries really hard to push back into the deepest part of her mind.

(Eyris thats not true these people care about you they are awkward because 1) they didnt expect you to be back, 2) Airell committed a taboo by bringing you back and 3) you literally tried to stab rytlock 28 times)

So when all the life-threatening distractions are gone, when all of her close friends leave or are missing, she feels stranded and forced to face the truth. She is not supposed to be alive. She should have stayed dead. Nobody wanted her alive and yet she was there, alive and supposedly well. She was an unwanted accident, she was a problem.

Yes. She spiralled.

So when she suddenly gets this call from "Caithe"... she gets hopeful for the first time in months. Someone needs her. Perhaps her existence isn't an inconvenience after all. You can imagine the pain when it all turns out to be a lie.

Eyris still hasn't really come to terms with her new life. She is avoiding it. Sometimes she even risks her life as if she is baiting Death to take her again. Sadly, her new demon "friend" is very persistent at keeping her alive. And somehow it makes Eyris curious. She wants to know what makes that demon tick. She wants to test her, push her to the limits.

Eyris and Peitha are playing a very dangerous game of metaphorical chess. And Death is watching.

[infinitenicknames]

Saw others making Twisted Wonderland X Pokemon content, and I thought I'd join in! This is my Pokemon Trainer OC and their team! Hopefully I'll do some short scenes with them and the boys here soon :3c

More writing with these guys: [To Be Added Soon]

(Here's the picrew I used if your interested)

Yew Ironwood

Genderfluid (they/she/he/it. Honestly could go for just about any gender and/or pronoun given the mood/circumstance)

A resourceful and honorable Pokemon Trainer who has been out on their journey for many years. While they know them and their Pokemon's limits, Yew isn't afraid to push themselves if the situation calls for it. While out on their journey, Yew had managed to collect virtually every Badge available. Even though that proves their great power, Yew hasn't claimed any titles like Champion or Gym Leader despite qualifying for it.

Yew somehow found himself at Night Raven College while he was on his way back to Nimbasa City to meet up with his Uncle Morose for Uncle Morose's birthday. Yew initially tried to fly straight back home, only to realize that he didn't recognize the world at all. Begrudgingly, the Pokemon Trainer accepted Crowley's offer to stay at Night Raven College until they found a way back to his own world.

Yew is a trainer first and a student second. She loves to battle, which isn’t really considered normal in Twisted Wonderland. Some people believe that she is aggressive because of this, but in reality Yew means these battles in the friendliest way possible.

Yew had had a lot of difficulty settling into Twisted Wonderland. They're used to traveling around a lot since they were on their journey. Despite this, Yew is incredibly curious of Twisted Wonderland and is constantly asking questions about it. Some questions may be "stupidly" obvious to the people of Twisted Wonderland, so Yew often has to remind them that they're not from there. Strangely they seem almost... Ansty being in one place for so long...

Annabeth the Hydreigon

Female (She/her)

Yew’s first pokemon and partner. They're practically inseparable and usually go everywhere together. Annabeth is surprisingly docile for a Hydreigon. She'll only display her brutal nature if she feels like she, Yew, or any of their Pokemon are threatened.

The two smaller heads have retained a little bit of their personality upon evolving, which is highly unusual for Hydreigons. Because of this, Yew has named each of the heads so that she can refer to each of them if needs be (An the right head, Na the left head, and Beth the main head). Any time Annabeth is curious about something she'll bite it gently.

Kayden the Arcanine

Male (he/him)

A playful goof who loves to mess around. His lighthearted nature has stopped many bad days from ruining the team’s spirits. Kayden loves cuddles and will gather up the entire team for a cuddle pile when the nights get cold.

Kayden once belonged to Yew’s father, who passed away a few years before she went on her journey. Kayden feels like it’s his responsibility to raise and protect her on behalf of his old trainer. He is a constant source of comfort for Yew through countless trials.

Lapis the Manaphy, Prince of the Sea

Bigender (he/she)

Yew found Lapis as an egg caught in a tidepool when visiting the beach with uncle Morose. Yew tried to move the egg back to the ocean when it hatched. Yew and uncle Morose looked for Lapis’s family, but when they couldn’t find them, Yew begged Uncle Morose to let them raise the small blue Pokemon.

Shortly after that Team Rocket began hunting the both of them, since Team Rocket wanted to get to the Sea Temple. Uncle Morose tried his best to hide Yew and Lapis from Team Rocket by claiming that Lapis was just a Phione instead of the mythical Manaphy. By doing this among other things, Uncle Morose was able to keep them hidden until Yew set off on their journey.

Due to his young age, Lapis is still very childish and naive. She is still learning about the world and why she is so important to it. One day though, Lapis is destined to return to the sea to fulfill his role as the Prince of the Sea.

Maylee the shiny Mawile

Female (she/her)

A shiny Mawile that Yew met on their journey. Yew helped Maylee after she had injured herself in a fight. Yew carefully nursed the wild Mawile back to health before asking her if she wanted to join the team. Due to this, Maylee feels undying loyalty to Yew.

Relatively shy, Maylee doesn’t like to make a scene out of anything. She’d much rather hide away in the background. However, Maylee does have high standards, which she holds the entire team to. This sometimes causes conflicts in the team, but they all understand Maylee has the best of intentions.

Relic the Sigilyph

Nonbinary (it/its)

Relic met Yew when the young trainer had gotten separated from his Pokemon in some ruins. Relic led Yew back to his team. Yew didn't have much to offer the wild Sigilyph to show his thanks, so Yew offered his water bottle to it. Relic, who absolutely loves water, was overjoyed and decided to join Yew on his journey from then on.

Relic is quite expressive for a Sigilyph and expresses itself through various body movements. To most people these wild flailings mean nothing, but Yew has managed to decipher its meanings over the years. Relic loves ruins and old buildings and will often wander or patrol them when left unattended.

Patches the Mimikyu

Male (He/him)

Patches met Yew when they were attempting their Island Challenge in Alola. Yew had been attacked by members of Team Rocket and was forced to hide in an abandoned building in Po Town. The young trainer broke down crying from stress, and was found by Patches. Patches took good care of Yew until they fell asleep. When the trainer woke up again, Patches had alerted Team Skull to where they were. Team Skull offered Yew a place to stay. Yew accepted their offer, along with letting Patches join their team.

Patches loves fashion and dressing up. Yew and Patches often work together to sew up new outfits just so that Patches can have some options at any given time. Usually though, Patches just dresses up as a Pikachu.

Legion the Falinks

Mainly masculine (He/him [individual], They/them [group])

The initial group of six Falinks joined Yew while she was traveling around the Paldea region, but during the team’s journey through Galar they adopted another young Falink who had no group. This is quite unusual since Falinks usually only stay in groups of six, but Yew has had no issues with this larger group of Falinks.

The group works together with mechanical accuracy. They have boundless energy and are always working. If not given a task they’ll find something to do, whether that be constructive or destructive.

Nicknames for the members of Legion

Captain: The Brass and leader of the group. Always in charge and confident in his abilities.

Scout: The fastest of the group who loves to run. He's the one who gets sent out if Legion needs to scout ahead or get someplace fast.

Grunt: The most aggressive. He acts all grumpy but actually cares about everyone deep down.

Doc: The best at treating the other’s wounds. He really likes gardening and berries, so he's often in charge of Yew's Berry Pots.

Hot Rod: A bit of a jokester and loves messing around. He's always trying to impress the others. He usually has to get saved by them when his pranks go wrong.

Tiffy: The repair man. He's always fiddling with something or looking for something to dismantle and put back together.

Junior: The youngest who they picked up in Galar. He tries his hardest even if he’s too young or too small to do most things on his own.

Adorabolt the Rotom

Nonbinary (they/them)

Yew found Adorabolt stalking around the Old Chateau in Sinnoh, but didn’t realize that the little ghost had jumped into her phone until after they had left. Yew didn’t mind and let the Rotom stay in her phone. Adorabolt chats a lot with Yew about various things since they're the only one capable of human speech.

Adorabolt LOVES social media and the internet, almost to a concerning degree. Adorabolt constantly catalogs all of their journeys online with various pictures and anecdotes from their travels. Surprisingly they're camera shy.

[agent-of-sam]

So, I was super annoyed with Wheel of Time show after the first three episodes and considered dropping it.

However, I really enjoyed ep 4. So for the moment I'm still in.

I tried to articulate my thoughts and ended up writing a mini-essay. Less because I'm trying to convert anyone for or against and more because I'm the kind of person who likes to waste a lot of time thinking about why I like or dislike things.

Overall, I think my feelings have shifted to positive despite the essay below. I'm going to try and restrain myself from excessive complaining in the future. I retain the right to poke fun though.

(readmore for moderate griping below)

My problems with the show are mostly tonal. I have what might be referred to as a relatively low "drama threshold" and the show kind of blasts right through it.

I know that's a subjective thing. Some people love to sit down for an hour of television and get absolutely clobbered with the Big Feelings stick.

For me I reach a certain limit and then just stop caring. A lot of the show changes annoy me less because they are changes and more because they feel designed specifically to bring things to the point of Maximum Drama as fast as possible and that kind of storytelling has the exact opposite effect for me.

I like my world-building to be clear and consistent and I like for there to be at least a little bit left unspoken in terms of character's feelings, motivations, and relationships.

The show does the opposite where the lore and word-building feels kind of hand-waved and then many, many, minutes of screentime are invested telling you exactly what the characters think and feel at any given moment in laborious detail. Each individual scene might work on it's own but piled up back-to-back they quickly become tiresome.

Episode 4 felt reinvigorating. After 4/8 episodes it felt like the ball was finally starting to roll. The characters are starting to Go Places and Do Things which I think is an important component in what is ultimately a Fantasy Adventure story.

Supposedly the Aiel and the Whitecloaks will be entering the story soon and I'm looking forward to that. I would really like our characters to start encountering some challenges. I feel like the show so far hasn't been challenging the characters, it has been Subjecting Them to Trauma which is different.

Cathartic? Yes, sometimes. But not the be-all-end-all of storytelling.

Note that challenge doesn't necessarily mean action either. One of my absolute favorite scenes from Season 1 was watching Moiraine lie-but-not-lie her way out of a confrontation with the Whitecloaks, and the scene that followed where Egwene confronts her about the seeming contradictions between what she's been told of Aes Sedai and what she's seen after watching Moiraine.

You can learn a lot about characters just by giving them a problem and watching how they solve it. Despite initial resistance to the big jumps in Rand's storyline compared to the books he has been my favorite character to follow so far because, in contrast to S1, it felt like he was one of the few characters with a goal that he was actively pursuing. He wants information from Logain who sends him on a sidequest for a Ghealdan Red. This brings him to a fancy noble party, an environment and group of people Rand has no experience with. His reaction to them gives us a lot of information about Rand, his values, and how he deals with stuff that will probably be important later on.

And, to the shows credit, I think there are shades of solid, individual characterization in a lot of the stories we're seeing. However, the mandatory Backstory Angst upgrades from S1 keep getting in the way. I don't think they ruin the characters. You end up in the same place, generally speaking. It just adds a superficial layer of screaming and crying that you have to push past to understand what's actually happening in the characters head.

Other people clearly feel it adds depth. I find it all a little obnoxious and think the show is better when it dials the volume down a bit.

[izzysarchivedblogs]

WHY DOES EVERYWHERE TONY LIVED HAVE TO BE SO LARGE?

❝ I hate rich people. ❞ He complains to himself, because with his cast and crutches, bad shoulder. The physical pain was going to be immense and yet here's where he knows it's a problem. The potential of alcohol had still felt worth it.

Clint's a little confused when Tony seems lost for a moment. Was he starting to wear him down? How close was he to giving up on him too? YOU'RE A REAL PIECE OF @#$% He was not sure if he could handle that, if Natasha gave up on him; and than Tony?

He's the guy who believed in him when he pitched joining the Avengers. Him, Janet, and Hank. He really would not be able to do this if he gave up on him.

Clint follows after Tony and he's having trouble with the crutches, with the shoulder brace but this thing called stubborn pride, bruised ego, and wounded dignity absolutely will not allow him to ask for more help than he already has. ABSOLUTELY COULD NOT ASK. Even if a wheelchair would be a lot more convenient for him.

HE HAD TO MAKE THIS DIFFICULT FOR HIMSELF. IT WOULDN'T BE RIGHT OTHERWISE.

Oh. Okay. There's some kind of fucked up cycle happening here given Clint knows that in a few days Tony was putting him in rehab, and he'd have to detox, than he would try to stay sober and do the whole thing that Tony tried to get him to do back in London.

FUCK.

I'LL KNOW. I'LL KNOW AND YOU'LL HAVE TO LIVE WITH THE FACT THAT I KNOW.

Given all the other things that he had to live with, it by far wasn't the worse thing but Tony hasn't yelled at him; hasn't turned him, tried to get rid of him. He has helped him. Simply helped him despite what Clint had done, despite Clint knowing no one else would have. He got the third degree from everyone he's known for the past month.

❝ 'kay. Thanks. ❞ He mumbles, and it's maybe half-assed thank you but he was meant as much as he had not meant hating Tony. ❝ Try to sleep too. ❞

When he is left alone, he gives it a few minutes. Tries to be respectable as he can before his cravings, he hasn't eaten anything in twenty four hours, get the best of him. HE HUNTS, even as slow as he is with the crutches to find any drop of alcohol that may have been missed.

HE DOES FIND SOMETHING. It doesn't matter what it was, it was whiskey, and he takes it back to the room. DOWNS ALL OF IT. It helps him get some sleep. Given that he's tortured his body today; his stomach does not hold onto the alcohol.

YET HE IS EXHAUSTED. For the most part, he expel his limited stomach contents to the side of the bed, but some get on but he's wasted and tired, and falls asleep like that.

HE WAS STILL AT ROCK BOTTOM. LESSONS CAN BE LEARNED LATER.

Clint will feel extremely guilty about this in the morning, especially if Tony finds him, especially if Tony realizes that Clint found the last of what had been missed in his own clean up of the last time he was off the wagon. THAT'S GOTTA HURT TO SEE, that Clint managed to find the last drop and fall asleep in his own vomit, from the missed bottles of Tony's last bender.

This might even push him to say the word rehab. Which he hadn't been able to say. Or alcoholic, or AA, or sober.

The last hurrah did not feel good at all.

Tony hates being back here. This place was was where he was his worst. And he knows that wasn't him. But it also kind of was him. It was all the worst parts of him and because of it, he'd had to go into rehab again, because even when you're drinking and having orgies because something had messed with your mind, it still meant you ended up alcohol dependent and with a nasty dose of gonorrhea.

He should sell it.

Why hasn't he sold it?

Well, for now it was just going to be the place Clint sobers up and then goes into rehab from.

Clint's talking and it takes him a moment to register it, because he's trying to figure out if he's actually strong enough to get through this with Clint.

He blinks and shakes his head. "Right," he said. "Follow me."

He heads down the hall. There's multiple floors but he'd find Clint a room down stairs so he doesn't have to to the stairs. "Just so you know, the last time I was here I was drinking and fucking around a lot. So it's all been cleaned out. The only way you're getting a drink here is getting off the island. No one will stop you if you really want to go. But I'll know. I'll know and you'll have to live with the fact that I know."

He opens the door to a spare room and looks around. It's almost as new to him as it is to Clint. "Bathroom," he points. "If I sleep, it'll probably be upstairs. But if you don't want to sleep alone, I'll sleep here with you. I won't even hold the fact you told me you hate me against you if you ask. You don't even need to use your words."

[sinretrograde]

Every evening when I get home from work I put on the same comfy outfit. It's something gabriel likes in particular, so it makes me happy to wear it. It's soft and warm and just big enough to hide the fact that neither of us are in the type of body that matches our self image.

CW for body image talk and s/h not acted upon but thought about

Gabriel is very emotional, although he tries to hide it and push things down. I can tell it bothers him to be in a body that doesn't match. It brings back old hurt. Old feelings of worthlessness and resentment. The outfit really helps in hiding the shapes, gives him a little leeway with the mental illusion, but it's enough most of the time.

The outfit is my favorite now too, because it helps him out in this way. And also bc I don't nessicarrily like being flesh and bone now, but I know I have to deal with it. Seeing my hands, the body's hands rather, startles me a lot still. Seeing myself in the mirror is incredibly upsetting. We try to avoid mirrors as often as possible. I grip on its skin and dig my nails into it just to test its limits, and I stop when the pain makes me start to wince.

This is, as far as I can tell, not the first time this body has had to deal with someone who finds it disgusting. But it hasn't happened in a long long time. At least, that's the sort of faint rining I get about it.

The outfit is blue and gold and black, so for me the colors remind me of the loves of my life. It feels like I could imagine them wrapping their arms around me and holding me close. I want to lean back into them and let them touch me. To feel a warm hand here, a cold one there. Grazing over my neck, my chest, my thighs. Letting myself sink into them and letting them reach deeper. But the body mapping is wrong and it startles me out of this sort of self hypnotic state and into reality again.

I've thought about hurting this body, punishing it for not really being mine. I'm so scared some day I'll give in, but I know this body is also the one my partners use, and I don't want to hurt them anymore. So I won't hurt the body. Not because it's mine, because its theirs too. Something we share.

I don't know why we got so much worse mentally lately, from what I understand before the slut robots and gay angels showed up things were relatively peaceful and dare I say healthy. Why me? Why's it my fault?

Despite this, I am still useful. Despite all the bad I bring, I also bring positives. It's a lesson I need to learn. Without me there was a crisis. With me theres still crisis but I help to share the load. Bear a burden of my own to lessen the burden of us all. I... don't know if that's like a good thing or what I'm not a licensed therapist or anything. But it's kept us alive.

I keep rambling, I feel like I have a lot to say.

[luminarot]

@cora2ons said: “ Nonono, don’t come any closer. ”

Consciousness slams back into Wesley like a souped-up Chevy going thirty miles over the speed limit — which makes sense, because that's exactly how the life was knocked out of him. He can feel it, the broken bones that have his limbs bent at awkward angles, the blood that's pooled beneath him and clotted in his throat, his death rattle echoing off the cold brick buildings in a hollow rasp that only makes him feel more sick. Or maybe that’s the flies still buzzing around him, feeding off the rot; do they know how wrong he is, too?

Sitting upright is a clumsy process hindered by muscles still locked in a state of rigor mortis, but he does it anyway, fighting with his foreign body until it finally heaves him forward. Breath panting, he stops, snapping his spine back into place with a gurgling yelp; only then can he scrub the grime from milky eyes, blinking up at a sight he's both relieved and horrified to behold: the faded front of an old-fashioned diner.

( How long has he been dead this time? )

For a moment, all Wesley can do is stare. He barely remembers making the call now, but he knows whatever he had to say must have been really important if he decided to bother Cora. Most things, as he'd told her before, can be dealt with on his own; even, and maybe especially, his death. He doesn't want to think about what might happen if anyone else witnessed the truth of him, if they saw the mockery of life that twists his bones, never staying in one place for fear that someone might smell the rot on him.

But now it seems like he doesn't have a choice.

Shuffling sounds from further down the alley, and he only twists slightly — stumbling on a mangled joint, ribs seizing, heart shuddering with the shock of being alive — before a trembling voice stops him in his tracks. Familiar, and so frightened, but firm in its assertion: stay away.

She's probably right to say it. He knows the sight he makes, covered in gore and starting to tremble, with his breath caught up in a horrible gurgling rasp; a similar ghoulish vision had shattered the mirror in his family home, leaving him to be sick over every fractured reflection that dared to tell him the truth. He still dreams about it sometimes: the glass sticking in chunks to mottled grey flesh that hung from his bones, and the black ichor splattering over white tile, never-ending. It's all he can ever really see, when he looks at himself.

But Cora wasn't prepared for any of this. She probably doesn't even know it's him, whatever the fuck that means, and here he is like a revenant at her door. ( He should've never called her. Hasn't he learned by now that he's just meant to be alone? )

"Okay," Wesley mumbles, after a beat of internal agonies. He tries not to grimace at just how much the words slur over sharpened teeth that never fit his mouth, pushing through even as he feels them start to crumble. "I won't." He takes a stumbling step backward for good measure, swearing softly at the creak of shifting bones; it's a warning, he knows. It's only going to get worse from here. "You should go," he tells her. "I still can't move real well. So you have time." A pause, and then he adds, "Sorry. Didn't mean for you to be here for this."

[marshmallowprotection]

not sure if this is an unpopular opinion but i tend to enjoy conversations with saeyoung more when he's being serious and not treating the MC like an audience he's performing to. however, so much of the fandom content is of him acting like this and it's really disheartening considering the whole point of his route was to accept him for who he is 😭

Oh, listen, Saeyoung is many things. He's not just a joker. He likes to tease and have fun, that's an aspect of his character but that's not his entire being. If you limit him to being a haha-funny-clown all the time instead of listening to him, that's quite frankly how you get a Bad End for him. That's the ending where he ignores everything and gives up on being taken seriously while you laugh and demand that he stays a silly persona. People who follow that ending don't care about who he really is.

They want 707.

Not Saeyoung.

Saeyoung deals with this in fandom a lot. I love to poke fun at him and make a joke sometimes, we all do, but at the end of the day, he's more than laughs and giggles.

There's more to him than the mask that he wears. He pretends to be a joker but that doesn't mean that he doesn't have those qualities. That is a part of him but he has forced himself to only show that part of his personality for such a long time. He hasn't allowed himself to be taken seriously. When you come into his life in a positive way, he starts to realize that it's okay for him to let out that serious side.

It's not going to hurt you. It's not going to destroy you. There are parts of himself that he's afraid of and he's hidden them away for such a long time. But, when you give him space and you respect him in the midst of the worst moment of his life, he realizes that he doesn't have to push you away and that he can let out that part of himself that he tried to bury.

I find it a little disheartening myself from time to time when I'm looking for content for him just to read and it turns into something where he's mischaracterized. I don't get to see people writing about him where he's being vulnerable or he's being open with himself very often. It's rough when that's all he really wants... he wants to be seen as himself.

At the end of his route, he tells you that he wants you to see the parts of him that he hasn't let out since he was a child. He says to call him Saeyoung… please don’t just call him Seven… or just Luciel. That was his name and that is his name. He cannot have it taken from him ever again. He wants to love his name... please, say it.

He doesn't want to bury himself anymore and he wants to be seen as all aspects of himself. Sure, he likes to tease you and he likes to make you laugh, but could you take him truly seriously? Listen to what he's saying because there's so much underneath the surface. There's so much that needs to be heard. He deserves to be listened to as he is and that means hearing Saeyoung and nobody else. He's a man with layers and sure, it'll take time to understand him, but you love him. It is worth the time to get to know him.

His true personality is somebody that's driven. He's very to the point when he speaks and when he's talking about something that he's interested in, you can see the light in his eyes. You can see there is a passion burning in his soul when he doesn't have to give up everything all the time.

Being with him isn’t just like being with a kid in a candy store running around with energy we’ve never seen before. It's more like being with somebody who has a genuine curiosity in the world around him and wants to learn as much as you can. He's like a sponge. He soaks up everything and he wants to be able to experience what it's like to be alive. He's not afraid of trying something even if it seems like it might be dangerous.

He wants to have conversations and discussions. He wants to debate things. He wants to be able to be taken seriously when he's talking. He doesn't want people to laugh at him or assume that it's some kind of joke. Even if what he's saying might seem outlandish, he still wants somebody to hear him out and see that there's a point to what he says. He's creative and there's no doubt about that, but if you treat him like everything he says is some kind of game, you're not getting it.

He's hurting. It would be nice for his depression and fears to be taken seriously when he voices them. There's not an expectation on your part to be a therapist or somebody that takes care of him like that, but it would be nice for him to hear for once in his life that he doesn't have to lie about it being okay. It's not okay. He's allowed to say that it's not okay. This is the kind of person that desperately wants to be okay so that nobody else has to feel like that.

He is the kind of person that would sacrifice everything if it meant that his loved ones would be safe. For once in his life, if you could look at him and tell him that everything that he's gone through isn't something that he deserved? Well, it would feel like he's finally been seen.

I don't know why I don't see more people writing about him being somebody that takes you out on a night drive where you both sit underneath the stars and talk about your place in the universe. He can hold a very intellectual conversation about this and it's a shame that he doesn't get this very often. Let him talk about space and what he learned about it! Even I think it would be intriguing to experience that with him and I only care about him platonically.

At the end of the day, I could go on and on about all of the ways that he is his own person in a way that has nothing to do with the Persona that he's been wearing. Yes, we can all agree that the jokester mask is a side of him but it is not the entirety of his being. If you limit him to being just that, then you didn't learn anything.

I feel the same way about people that don't write any of the Saerans with care, either, but I’m biased.

I care a lot about how the twins are represented. I put a lot of thought into how I try to perceive them because I feel like it's important that they have autonomy in what they express they want. I think the hardest thing for me is seeing people misconstrue Saeran’s path of forgiveness or Saeyoung’s choice to be himself.

God, I think the worst thing I’ve seen done to the twins that’s wildly inaccurate is people writing them drinking or engaging with anyone who drinks in close quarters. The two of them will never do that and they'd prefer not to be around it. Saeyoung has expressly stated he doesn’t drink or smoke, and he never will pick up the stuff. Saeran already had a horrible time with the elixir on top of the trauma he experienced from his mother’s alcoholism.

He wants no part of that, either. I get that it might sound a little silly, but as somebody who shares the trauma that they went through, whenever people write them drinking after they have very expressly said that they would never, I get a little upset about it. It feels to me like people who ignore you when you say that you don't want to take a sip of alcohol and try to coerce you anyway.

Anyway, there are a lot of issues in fandoms where characters get flanderized from one or two specific character traits.

Sucks.

[dairy-farmer]

I had an idea that maybe likes you.

So after Tim came out as Trans/no binary his parents kicked them out of the house. So he star's to live in crimen ally and to survive he began to prostitute. So there's where he finally came see face to face to the batman (idk if timmy is older than dick and Jason in this or is where Jason never die so he never had to need to became Robin)

Bruce where looking for some random dude who has the info that he wanted when he sees Tim for first time. He has makeup all over his face and a very tiny dress for the Gotham's winter. After his dude refused to talk he went to Timmy who where with him earlier, and Tim won't talk for nothing less than the guarantee of the batman portect him and her proatitute friends.

and now timmy has a disposable cellphone with a number where he can find a bruce an any minute of the day

They became really close after Bruce saves Tim from a dude who can't take a no for answer, and Tim is a vital part of the mission, being the eyos the bat in the streets.

And in some point Tim is in the cave

And then in the manor

And then he has his own room

And Alfred know all his allergies, and his favorite meals

And now Tim is running mwf

And those noises that came from Bruce room?

Nothing to worry about, is just Intel from bat's favorite source

(Sorry if there's a mistake. English is not my first language):(

don't worry anon it's perfect!!!! and YES !!! i love this idea, a sort of 'pretty woman-esque'!!

i imagine tim probably tells his parents while riding the high of them having come home for his birthday, something they've missed multiple years in a row. but they're here now and they're happy and his parents are being so kind and hugging him and he just...

his heart is so light with elation he hasn't realized he's said the speech he rehearses to himself until his parent's expressions drop.

the thing is they don't kick tim out, not like how tim has read happens to kids like him. he's heard about things like men in white ripping the kids out of their beds and taking them away to hospitals or camps where they punish you for the smallest thing. tim was scared of those, frightened of them too.

but his parents don't do that. they also don't toss him out on the street because his parents have an image to maintian even when no one is watching and tim likes to believe that maybe, on some level, they still loved him.

that thought doesn't last long.

they get tim an apartment in park row. it has the lowest cost of living in all of gotham.

the apartment has moldy walls and cieling that leak when it rains. at night tim can hear the slick clack and squeak of the mice scowering his kitchen for food. tim has started storing everything in the fridge out of fear they'll get into his very limited supplies.

his parents don't leave him with a lot of money and tim's still young. he's not really sure how banks work.

tim has neighbors with loud voices who sometimes throw things and scare him. in the middle of the night he hears someone trying his lock so the next night tim pushes the meagre furniture in front of the door.

for that first week he's terrified, he's frightened. he wants to go home and sleep in his own bed and he tries calling his mom begging to let him come back, that he'll be good, he'll take it back he promises.

he'll grow his hair out just like she liked it, and he'll stop wearing the clothes that his dad doesn't like.

he promises, he promises.

but she doesn't answer. and then one day the phone starts telling him the number he's dialed has been disconnected.

at the end of the month a big man with a bigger gut bangs on his door to tell him he's late on rent.

tim's spent all his money on food that he can't take with him when he's thrown on the streets.

even though his apartment had been wet, cold, and dirty. at least it'd been something to protect him from...everything outside.

life on the streets is hard. and tim learns that it's not kind to kids with big eyes and bristol accents.

but tim learns one thing.

he's pretty.

people like his soft face and pink lips, they like his tender hands, and cooing voice.

some girls take him in under their wings.

maybe it's not the kind of education anyone would've hoped for but they're the first kindness tim encounters on the street. sex workers have soft spots for kids.

tim does things for them and they give him a cut of their profits. he runs little errands, helps them with their makeup and fixing their dresses.

in exchange, they teach him little things. about how to apply eyeliner, about what kinds of clothes are the cheapest and where to buy them. tim learns that night slips that women use for sleep, with a bit of thread and scissors can easily be converted into an outfit.

tim doesn't start so young, the girls won't allow it. but he joins them. sometimes a john will pay if tim comes along to watch.

they say that tim reminds them of their kid.

tim sees the money the girls get paid. in a single night they pull in hundreds of dollars. but most of it disappears into the pockets of pimps.

the pimps are protection they explain. they make sure no one shows up to hassle them, they pay off cops to keep them off their beat, and they make sure a john pays up if they try to short one of the girls. some of the nicer ones pay for doctor's appointments or apartments, but those kinds of johns don't want anything to do with them.

"them" is the bottom tier. the bottom of the barrel. they're the cheap sex workers the ones no one really cares for. the ones who get harrassed by cops and cheated by johns.

their pimps don't protect them. their pimps are the ones who get paid in exchange for not keeping them out of the more violent interactions like turf and drug disputes.

but they take tim in. they help him keep his face clean and try to get him at least one meal a day. so tim doesn't care if they're a different color, or like girls, or that they're...

"i-i'm not...a girl." tim quietly confides once when it's quiet and tim is curling into the sparkly warmth of 'jazzmine's' dress. "and...you're not a boy. are you?"

she shakes her head, brown eyes soft and thick with silver eyeshadow that pops on her dark skin.

tim feels something....he feels....

he doesn't know. but jazzmine says nothing and just gently cards her long nails through tim's hair as he sniffles against her.

it's a sharp transition for tim. he's not used to his new life and unlike a duck to water, he doesn't take to it easily.

tim's a gentle child, soft spoken, nerdy, and idealistic.

the real world, its crushing reality, and its new treatment of him takes time to get used to. but tim does.

he learns to be firm, to stand up for himself when a john wants to pretend like they don't owe him anything. he knows how to talk to cops, how to convince to look somewhere else.

tim's pimp takes him on and offers some protection but tim knows he makes him uncomfortable. johnny's daughter is in the seventh grade and lives with her mother but tim knows that johnny feels some kind of way about someone his daughter's age working the corners.

not enough to stop him from taking his cut of tim's money.

tim's surprised by how easy he falls into the 'job' mindset the girls tell him about. how cops, people, and the occasional bible thumper don't understand that they feel the same about their jobs as a cashier at the dollar store.

prostitution is slow, boring work. occasionally you deal with a stupid person, an angry person, an asshole, or some horrible combination of all three but ultimately it's work.

tim understands work. he understands how it can be used against him.

so as a dark shadow with pointy ears looms over him with a gravely voice asking about a recent client of tim's-

all he can think about is how to use this for him and his girls.

[theanimalsarecalling]

In chapter 12, The Dream Thieves, Matthew Lynch is described thus:

Matthew failed at many more things than his brothers, but unlike Declan or Ronan, he always tried his hardest.

This is Ronan's POV. But in the prologue to Call Down the Hawk, Matthew is described as "a decidedly lazy student." POV narrator.

So sometimes, Matthew doesn't try his hardest. Ronan is known to idealize people he likes, even when the evidence doesn't support Ronan's ideals. Which leads me to wonder what we do know about Matthew apart from his brother's opinions of him.

We know Matthew likes people. He's not content to be alone. He has friends apart from his family.

He plays soccer and lacrosse, so safe to say he likes sports, something neither of his brothers is much interested in. His taste in music and clothing is different than both his brothers. He likes birthdays and tradition.

He cares about his brothers' opinions. He wants Ronan to think his jokes are funny. He's embarrassed when he realizes Declan thinks he has bad taste.

He's physically affectionate. He's noisy. He doesn't like to sit still.

He doesn't like to be hurried. He's happy to mooch off his friends.

His bedroom is tidy by Ronan's standards (Ronan worries that this means he didn't have the imagination to create a fully realized human), but messy by Declan's (who "judges" his bedroom cleaning skills).

He seems to have perfected the art of paying attention when others think he's not listening. Youngest sibling behavior?

He doesn't like hearing his brothers complain about each other, or Declan complain about Niall. And yet, Matthew wasn't particularly close to Niall. Niall's death doesn't seem to rate amongst his worst memories, though Aurora's does.

He's had the traumatic experience of being kidnapped and stuffed in the trunk of a car, an experience he interestingly shares with Declan. And yet that doesn't really rate among his worst memories either. So he's resilient. Maybe Declan helped him cope with that experience?

As children, he was closer to Ronan because they played together a lot. But once Ronan moved to Monmouth, he became closer to Declan. He seems to like Ronan better, but he trusts Declan more. Declan's the one he wants when he's upset.

Unlike Declan, Matthew doesn't take it personally when Ronan doesn't answer his phone. He knows Ronan's like that with everybody. But he answers his own phone promptly enough that Declan knows something's wrong when he doesn't. Possibly because Matthew knows Declan is anxious and wouldn't take it well.

Matthew teases Declan and laughs at him, but he never teases Ronan. Possibly because he knows Ronan is fragile and wouldn't take it well.

Though when Matthew calls Ronan a liar, after he learns he's a dream, it seemed designed to hurt Ronan as much as possible. Ouch.

Maybe Matthew was responding to the hypocrisy. Declan always lies, but he's dependable to be there for Matthew and that hasn't changed. Ronan's not dependable at all, but he always promised to tell the truth. And then didn't.

Matthew massively takes Declan for granted, but he gets upset when Declan doesn't take him seriously. Lately, he's enjoying pushing Declan's buttons. But he's also starting to realize Declan's been unhappy for a long time. He hasn't really figured that out about Ronan yet.

So all of this is to say, that despite Ronan's idealization of Matthew; despite Declan's fretting that Matthew isn't real, and can't make it on his own; despite both of their worries that Matthew is limited by Ronan's three-year-old imagination; Matthew has always been a fully realized person, with tastes, interests and opinions of his own. Both Ronan and Declan tend to use Matthew for their own purposes. Ronan uses Matthew as someone to look up to him and admire him, to bump up Ronan's low self esteem; he also uses Matthew as someone to do stuff with when Ronan's friends aren't available. Declan uses Matthew as a way to fill the hole in his heart that tells him he is unlovable - because if Matthew leaves, then nobody in Declan's family has chosen him, even though he's given himself to his family his whole life. Both Ronan's and Declan's beliefs about Matthew say more about themselves than about Matthew.

Matthew loves both his brothers and wants them both in his life, but even more, he values himself. He wants a future. Enough to choose to return to school, despite having been a lazy student, to prepare himself for a future. If you take the sum total of what we know about Matthew, he's really the most self-actualized of the three. I'll bet he eventually learns to drive as well. It just has to be something he chooses himself.