#and he knows he has to kick their ass & they're enemies but that won't stop his appreciation!

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I KNOW this is just delusional blabber but how good would it have been if after Whole Cake Island Sanji started to flubber & swish around Luffy the way he does with the ladies?!

It would've been SO CUTE AGH!

"Luffy-kyun! You have taken a shower, good job💕"

"Ah~ Luffy-chwan looking cute and dashing this morning as well! No stealing food though~"

And when Luffy is on the battlefield you always have a split second of Sanji in the background twirling his heart out before going about his business o(⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)o

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Pleaseee please could you do obsessive acotar boys who can’t get enough of reader please?

Obsessed

Clingy ACOTAR boys headcanons

Warnings- suggestive themes, mentions of abuse, possessive vibes, death, different ideas I either tossed out or was too insecure to post in short form (including an AU where Feyre doesn't destroy Spring and Tamlin isn't turned into what he's turned into), Beron, abuse, the Weaver, Ianthe, pregnancy

Rhysand

The bond snapped after Feyre freed them from the mountain. You were walking with her, giggling about heading home to Spring.

Of course, his mate was his enemy's little sister, and of course that only further the obsession.

Rhys wanted to free you from under Tamlin's grasp, and it became his mission.

It started with daily letters that you ignored.

Then gifts brought to you by shadows.

Then he'd show up in your room. Smiling as he leaned back against your headboard. "Hello y/n Darling."

You caved after 2 weeks of his nightly visits. Allowing him to plan your "kidnapping"

He rips you from Spring with Feyre. Having convinced Tamlin that if he was so worried about his bride to be, he should send his baby sister as a chaperone.

Once he has you in his home, in your home, those soft touches you two shared at night were no longer enough

His lips were on your body constantly. Your hands, your neck, your own soft lips.

Speaking of hands, I hope you like physical contact, because he has to constantly touch you.

In public, the placement is so respectful. Lower back to the lower side, resting just about your hips, guiding you as you shop and spend his money.

When you finally warm his bed, he cancels all plans the next day to ensure he has proper time to explore your body.

He memorized every freckle, every stretch mark, every scar. He doesn't stop until he knows every ticklish spot, every spot that makes your toes curl.

His love languages are gifts and physical touch, so once you opened that box, you opened a whole can of worms.

You are pulled into unused bedrooms, his office, Azriel and Cassian's offices when they're away, supply closets. He doesn't stop until he's tasted you on every surface and in every room.

I wish you luck during the frenzy. He won't stop until you are throughly spent and bred. How else will he ensure you never leave him?

Cassian

He had admired you while you two were growing up together in Windhaven.

He watched you do your chores and got his ass kicked for it more than he wants to admit.

Even at a young age, Cassian courted you. He didn't care that the flowers he was pulling were weeds. He still turned them into a bouquet or had Rhysand's mother weave them into your hair.

That didn't change as you two grew older together. By 18, it was known you were his, and by that point, everyone knew not to fuck with what's Cassian's.

He wouldn't touch you until your chores were done, wanting to spare you what little pain he could from your father's heavy hand.

Cassian wasn't respectful with his hand placement. The male has always had high sex drive, and he found his match in you.

You and Cassian shamelessly fucked in places that had your dear mother crying. The weapon storage shed. The forest. The mess hall once it was empty.

It was no shock to anyone, especially not you and Cassian, when the bond snapped right as he was leaving for the first war with Hybern.

When he came home to you and took you to Velaris, all bets were off. Rhys settled you two into the House of Wind, Azriel into the Riverhouse, and he took the townhouse.

The two of them never flew to the House of Wind without warning you or Cassian first. To do so had them risking walking in on you riding or Cassian with his head thrown back as you screamed for him.

Cassian can't stop touching you. He can't stop talking about you. He can't stop being in love with you. Even if the only way he knows how to show it is physically.

Not that you're complaining. You didn't need to walk anywhere today.

Azriel

Azriel worshipped you the second Rhysand's mother brought you back to the cabin.

Your voice became salvation, your scent became home, and your hands healed part of him he did not even know was broken.

The bond snapped young for you two. He had just turned 18, and you were still 16. He took his distance then, allowing you to explore the world much to your own protests. You understood why after two years.

It was the most selfless thing anyone had ever done for you. He allowed you to grow without his influence, despite how painful it had to have been watching you with other males.

Your father sees this whole relationship and mateship as a benefit to him alone. He takes you and Azriel to Velaris during the war.

He unknowingly allowed the relationship to go to heights he had already said were off limits to Azriel.

The number of times you had to mask your scent during dinner because a shadow was all too happily playing in your skirts was almost comical.

The relationship between you two is never able to go beyond heated kisses, stolen touches, and lingering glances.

Even in death, Azriel comes to you, speaking to you when he's lost and lonely.

He still obsessed over you, wishing he had more time, wishing he was with you. But the pain lessened.

Being ripped from the Cauldron by Amren was painful and terrifying.

You had a new body, modeled after your old one. You were slightly taller this time, and your face was still able to send males to war.

As much as it pained Azriel, he allowed Rhysand to be the first to you. He allowed your brother to be the one to hold you as you cried, confused and asking where you were. He let Mor go next, then Amren listening as the ancient being told you it was okay and that your purpose was not finished, so she was told to bring you back. Cassian dropped to his knees before you. Holding you as he apologized.

But Azriel waited. He walked beside you in silence as you were taken to the warcamp.

All bets were off once you were in his tent.

You don't know if you rushed to him first or if he came to you, but that reunion kiss was rough. Too much teeth and tongue. Tears falling down both of your faces.

He took things slowly with you. Your first life granted you powers like the world had never seen before, and this time was no different. You could move the stars at will, silence the connect other fae shared with their magic without even having to loosen a breath.

It was final confirmation of what many already knew. Rhysand was high lord due to his cock, not his power, and that sheer fact had Azriel on his knees for you once you were ready.

You are his living goddess, and Azriel is always ready to worship.

Lucien

Eris saved both of you. He had sent you to Spring long before you could be ripped from the market in autumn.

Lucien joined you soon after. Crying to the Mother in gratitude the second you came out from hiding behind Tamlin.

You were a rare breed of lesser fae. Your kind looked similar to the high fae by all means, but your kind had the ability to communicate with every living being.

You knew the names of each tree, of each flower, every critter. You could hear the winds whispers, see the colors he asked you to, and tell them all the meaning.

Your kind had been hunted for years, much like the shadowsingers.

It made Lucien almost unbearable when it came to his protective streak. But so did this new freedom.

Lucien is shamelessly in love with you. As an emissary, he gets to travel places you will never see. But he always brings you something back because you are always on his mind.

He brings you ornaments from Winter, jewelry from Day, sea shells from Summer, clothing from Dawn.

Lucien will speak about you for hours on end. It makes Tamlin crazy at times, but seeing how naturally you two fit together quickly makes the sting of jealousy fade.

Lucien purposes under a willow tree. Your absolute favorite one that you go to for guidance. Even if the bond does not snap, he wants you as his wife.

And boy does being his wife make things interesting.

He is suddenly growling at any male who studies your body for too long. Holding you from behind at all times. Showering you with even more things.

The bond snaps after Amarantha mutilated him. It snapped as you were nursing him back to health. Reminding him his beauty has nothing to do with why you love him, but instead it is his kindness and his soul.

You two become mutually obsessed from that point forward. More often than not, you will send a bird to shit on someone if they harm Lucien in any sense.

You both can not keep your hands to yourself anymore. It was as if that scar actually sealed his place as the most handsome male you had ever laid eyes on.

He sends you away to the forest when the 50 years is coming to a close. Not caring if he dies for it.

You would be his last thought if he did. And during that second trial, you were his only thought.

Everything he had done was for your safety, and if he ever saw you again, he would whisper those one thousand words he wanted to say as he laid between your legs, and he would never let go again.

Eris

Childhood best friends to lovers? Anyone? Anyone?

Well... kind of childhood best friends.

You met Eris when he was 6 and you were 5.

Your parents were one of two shadow hound breeders, and Beron was desperate to get his hands on one of your family's pups specifically.

You had this special talent that you could use from the moment you were able to. You seemed to know which hounds needed to be bred together to create the most powerful litters. And you did it all without inbreeding.

Your family quickly took hold of the other breeder's dogs, and you, your father's pride and joy, made their lives better.

Eris becomes obsessed with you from that day forward, and Beron knows it. Hence why you two are married at the young ages of 18 and 17.

Eris is madly in love and in private is very expressive of that.

He shows his love through praise.

"You look absolutely stunning today, little fox," is a common greeting as he brings you a tray of fresh fruits, eggs, breakfast meat of choice, and toast.

The sap cuts your toast into a heart.

He's a hopeless romantic, and it kills you that no one is able to see how he is with you outside of his mother amd your parents who are waiting for the day they get to go to war for him.

The second you end up pregnant, Eris's love turned into true obsession and not the healthy normal kind between partners.

He becomes possessive and overprotective. Your suddenly moved to one of his private hunting cabins with a guard detail and private healer assigned to you and you only.

He has to have his hands on you at all times. The only exception is when he is at the Forest House.

It is love. You know that deep down, but Gods, you are lonely.

You understand why this is happening, though, when he shows up beaten and bruised, limping into your arms for any sense of comfort.

His obsession is your safety. The safety of the lives you carry.

Once you birth his twins, the game changes. The obsession is now on him not being able to get enough of your new body.

Your mom body lives rent-free in Eris's mind. He's stroked himself in his office to the thought of your fuller breasts and supple hips more times than he'd like to admit.

He loves to squeeze your hips, loving the soft feel of them.

He would have gone to war for you beforehand. He does it now.

He wants to see a crown of leaves and berries on your head, sparkling but failing in comparison to the gem he has in his bed.

He crowns you high lady during his coronation.

You are his, and he is yours, regardless of that bond never snapping. You two do not need the Mother nor the Cauldron to decide you are each other's equal and other halves. You already know.

Tamlin

You knew you were Tamlin's mate long before Amarantha. You were a well kept secret, hidden out of fear of Rhysand coming to take you as well.

You made home in The Middle. Becoming friends with the Weaver was interesting, but you two forged a relationship. You bring her food, she offers protection, so yes. You kept her fed.

Tamlin comes back for the second he allows Rhysand to take Feyre.

You two spend the week she is there in bed, fucking like rabbits until he was content.

It's dead silence when Feyre comes back. He had expected Rhysand to keep her, not hold up his end of the bargain, and he also believed their relationship to be over.

Rhys was an idiot if he thought Tamlin couldn't scent the mating bond. He was willingly handing her over, and the High Lord had to aggressively whisper that to Rhys one night in his office to get it through the other male's thick skull.

It took Tamlin tugging the bond for you for Rhysand to understand.

The Lord of Night was almost disgusted by the love and mutual need you and Tamlin shared. He felt the two of you marked him in the scent of roses and petrichor.

The two of them sat Feyre down 3 days later, and she eagerly went to Night after Tamlin finally got her to understand that while he loves her, he cannot help her and love her the way Rhys will be able to.

That freed you two up, much to Ianthe's anger, to make up for lost time all over again.

He lives between your thighs. No one can change my mind, but Tamlin is a munch, and he cannot get enough of the taste of you.

When you find out Ianthe put her hands on him, on Rhysand, on Lucien you and Feyre become a force. Ianthe selling Feyre's sisters to Hybern had been enough for you and Tamlin to begin the process of banishing her. But much to Tamlin's delight, this made you feral.

Feyre crippled the priestess, and you dragged her by her bleach and tone blonde hair to the Weaver, smiling to Stryga.

"Feyre's apology present for stealing the ring, dear friend." Feyre held a breath, fingers squeezing your wrist as the Weaver moved, scenting Ianthe's fear, blood, and tears.

"And what is this?"

The two of you look at each other, mirrored cruel smiles before speaking in unison, "Dinner."

Tamlin, Lucien, and Rhysand watched from a distance as Feyre retreated to them, and you stayed to ensure the priestess did not somehow escape. "I can see why you love her," Rhysand started slowly. "She's-"

"Everything," Tamlin stated softly. "She is everything."

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ONE PIECE HEADCANONS #2

Overwatch Mains!

❝ giving each strawhat + more an overwatch hero they'd play. comment on suggestions i should do! :3 ❞

MONKEY D. LUFFY - Tracer

╰┈➤ I feel like Luffy is so simple enough to play the icon of Overwatch. Luffy was so baffled to see that she was able to teleport and immediately fell in love with the kit. Considering Tracer is also a flanking character, he'd be in the middle of the enemy team causing havoc. Will NOT touch support

Luffy: WOAH SHE CAN TELEPORT???? THATS SO COOL

Other Choices: Reinhardt as Tank, Junkrat as second Damage

RORONOA ZORO - Genji

╰┈➤ This is such an obvious choice, there's no need to explain. He rocks the Sentai skin on Genji or just his regular no-skin outfit just for the green. He's the only hero he has with gold weapons and the highest ranked. He insta-locks this man whenever he's playing.

Sanji: Do you play anyone else Mosshead???

Zoro: Just shut up and heal me if you want to win, cook

Other Choices: Doomfist as Tank

VINSMOKE SANJI - Cole Cassidy

╰┈➤ I feel like Sanji connects with Cassidy's charm and smoking habits so he plays him often. He knows Cassidy is the lover boy of the Overwatch community and everyone obsesses over him so he took that as an opportunity to main him. Sanji's second-best class is support but only really pays attention to Nami's health. Won't heal anyone else (especially Zoro) unless they're shouting at him.

Zoro: SWIRLY BROWS, CAN YOU HEAL ME? IM AT 20 IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT

Sanji: WELL MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED JUMPING SO MUCH ID HEAL YOU. LET ME HEAL MY SWEET NAMI FIRST

Zoro: I DIED ANYWAYS I HOPE THEY KILL YOU

Other Choices: Mercy and Ana as Support

GOD USOPP - Widowmaker

╰┈➤ This choice is so obvious. Widow is a sniping character, and so is Usopp. He is a menace to Widow and doesn't even know it. He likes how Widow isn't meant to be on the actual battlefield but more on the sidelines picking off the enemy teams. He screams like a bitch when someone flanks behind him though.

Usopp: Okay, I killed their supports we should be good- *A Tracer comes up from behind* LUFFYYYYYYYY THERES SOMEONE ON MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Luffy: Oh sorry Im in spawn :p

Other Choices: Lucio as Support, Hanzo as second Damage

NAMI - Kiriko

╰┈➤ Nami definitely loves Kiriko for her more angsty personality that no one likes. She'd rather help in the backlines than deal with fighting up front, but she puts the kunais to WORK. Sanji is always on her tail and targets anyone who tries to or manages to kill her.

Nami: Dang it, I died. Try to hold out a little longer guys-

Sanji: WHO DID IT NAMI????? ILL KILL THEM FOR YOU MY SWEET

Other Choices: Brigette as second Support, Ashe as Damage, D.va as Tank

TONY TONY CHOPPER - Mercy

╰┈➤ Chopper will mainly play any support but Mercy is his top choice. He tries to revive anyone he can even in the tightest of situations. He is the best healer you can get, but he can also be a great tank. But our lil baby gets stressed...

Chopper: IM COMING LUFFY DONT WORRY

Zoro: Chopper, can you damage boost me?

Chopper: YEAH IN A SEC-

Sanji: Chopper revive! That Zenyatta is so low!

Chopper: IM TRYINGGGGGGGG

Other Choices: Orisa and Wrecking Ball as Tank

NICO ROBIN - Moira

╰┈➤ There is no possible way Nico doesn't play Moira. I feel like she's more DPS Moira than anything but still upholds good support for her team.

Other Choices: Sombra as Damage, Lifeweaver as Support

FRANKY - Reinhardt

╰┈➤ Franky is 100% the crew's Tank main. He knows every tank playstyle from top to the very bottom but his favorite is of course the loudest one there. Franky is the most reliable tank you can get. He insta-locks Rein and adores him to the very end.

Sanji: I think you should switch, Franky they have a few counters-

Franky: Ill still kick their asses, I dont care Im playing Reinhardt

Other Choices: Bastion as Damage

SOUL KING BROOK - Junkrat

╰┈➤ Brook finds ruining people's day by playing the most annoying character on the roster the funniest thing ever. He laughs when Junkrat laughs manically. It's such a fitting choice for his personality

Other Choices: Reaper as second Damage

PORTGAS D. ACE - Solider: 76

╰┈➤ He is such a straightforward person enough to play Solider but be dope good at it. Ace would be the type of person to get ahead of themselves and over-extend though.

Sabo: ACE ACE YOURE OVER EXTENDING I CANT HEAL YOU-

Ace: Huh? *dies* Oh my bad

Sabo: Ill get off right now.

Luffy: BAHSKAKAHAIAHA WHY HE DIE LIKE THATAHSAA-

Other Choices: Torbjorn for second Damage

SABO - Baptiste

╰┈➤ Sabo is definitely a good damage support hero. He loves Bap for his sweet personality yet dark backstory similar to his own. He can't stand playing with 2 reckless damages every time though (Luffy and Ace)

Luffy: Saboooooo why didn't you heal meeeeeee :(

Sabo: YOURE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MAP IM SORRY???

Other Choices: Zenyatta as second Support, Echo as Damage

TRAFALGAR D. WATER LAW - Ramattra

╰┈➤ I see Law playing the most complex Tank in the game but Law can play almost anyone on the roster if he feels like it. He barely gives out any callouts unless he is raging like crazy

Luffy: Imma go in and kill everyone

Law: ...

Zoro: I need help over here not gonna lie

Law: ...

Sanji: I think Im gonna switch-

Law: CAN THIS SYMMETRA STOP PLACING TURRETS ON OUR SPAWN OH MY FUCKING-

Other Choices: Reaper as Damage, Mercy as Support

EUSTASS KIDD - Roadhog

╰┈➤ Kidd is definitely a one-trick and only for the most annoying tank in the game. Killer is definitely his pocket healer and will yell at anyone who comes after his skills in the slightest

Law: Kid please pick another tank, you're doing terrible

Kid: WHAT??? FUCK YOU SAY

Luffy: YOU SUCK

Kid: I COULD BEAT BOTH OF YOU IN A 1V1 RIGHT NOW-

thats all! i hoped you enjoyed the little dialogues hehe

[crimsonblackrose]

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The pit is full of so many different types of snakes. Like it's not just 'cobras'. Which makes you wonder why he named his dojo cobra kai. (Also half of these snakes look like pet snakes) One even falls off the edge and lands on the others.

Johnny's turn to kick open a door. And his second time finding someone whose being a dick to him training his son.

Kreese "what took you so long" assuming Johnny's coming back. Not pissed because he's probably not aware that his students broke in and attacked people at the LaRusso home.

Three generations of Cobra Kai. Kreese literally thinks he's a grandpa.

Kreese's second: This is your last chance Johnny, really.

Robby saying: Listen to him dad not knowing what's going on

This is literally what Kreese tried on Miguel. To tell him that Johnny was just a little lost and together they'd help him.

Robby: Why are my dad's always fighting?

Also to Robby it totally looks like Johnny just came in here and starting beating up an old war veteran. Robby has 0 context and this is the only guy who has ever said anything positive about Johnny, so he's probably so lost and confused and upset. I mean sometimes Daniel would say something but he nearly always changed his tune.

Confirmation that Kreese has nunchucks on the walls. Johnny grabs a single Sai.

Because of Robby's don't do it, Johnny drops the sai.

I feel like Johnny should've tried to warn Robby, after Kreese started mentioning how messed up it was that Robby was studying under Daniel. Like Robby knew about Daniel but nothing about Kreese.

This is pretty much what William Zabka's character Scott McCall says to his father in the Equalizer, which has got to be weird being on the receiving end of similar lines.

Sensei Kreese is right. I can't be my own worst enemy. But you can be.

Robby literally decides to fight Johnny and Johnny is pretty much just block and telling him to stop it. But Robby's had it so rough and is so confused and doesn't know the context other than every time he finds a home and a new father figure his old father figure shows up and tries to fight his adopted one.

Johnny's making this look easy. Literally just lifting up his foot and stepping out of the way. "I won't fight you"

Robby calls Johnny weak and Johnny looks so tired.

Who put those metal lockers there? It's as bad as the damn rock. That was a total accident. Adding it to the list of accidents that caused the absolute worst results. Robby even makes a soft little cry/sob when he hits it.

Johnny immediately rushes to his side trying to get his attention and apologizing.

I think Johnny's internal count down of "I didn't fuck up" had been growing and he'd been so proud because of what Ali said and it literally just restarted at 0.

The captain says Kreese couldn't shed his humanity and it distracted him from the war. I feel like what they're trying to do with this is Kreese accidentally killed a fellow soldier, had to kill his captain and he's been trying to make up for it ever since by trying to instill that cold the world is war mindset of his captain because he failed once. And he'll never do that again.

He grabs a piece of bamboo from the bridge he's on and stabs his captain in the leg with it. His captain ends up holding onto the edge of the bridge after a few punches and kicks.

Kreese in present day grabs a sai, pulls Johnny away from Robby who has a bit of blood on his forehead but for a headwound not much blood and just seems to be unconscious.

Kreese stomps on his captains feet after they've been saved, dropping him into the snake bit to be killed by the fall and the snakes.

Johnny kicks the sai out of Kreese's hand but Kreese gets Johnny in a headlock again.

Daniel kicks Kreese off of Johnny. "You sent them to my house? You came after my daughter?"

I hate to say this but I don't know if Kreese actually sent them to Daniel's house, or how they would've known they were all there. As much as I love Daniel kicking Kreese's ass and saving Johnny.

Daniel spotting Robby knocked out in the corner.

You can't keep up this defense only shit forever. | Good thing I don't have to.

YESSSSSSS

LOL Kreese just picking Daniel up and running through the frosted front glass windows.

Like Kreese why would you destroy your own windows?

Also this means Kreese is barefoot on the cement surrounded by glass.

It's raining again, it rained when they went to try and pick up Robby from juvie.

Daniel kicking Kreese's ass, seeing Johnny, looking surprised and Johnny nodding to him. Like yes, go ahead and take him out.

Cockblocked from murder by their kids take 2 this time Miguel and Sam.

Daniel in white, Johnny in black. Keep your cobra kai's away from our kids.

Miguel checking in on Johnny and asking if he's okay. 🥺

Even though I'm pretty sure Johnny's covered in the least amount of blood.

Robby directs his get out of her initially at Daniel even though Daniel wasn't there when he got knocked out. and the all of you at literally everyone else.

Really Robby's got some thick skin, his forehead gash should be much worse, that's like a scratch. And he was just knocked out a little longer than his father.

Kreese literally saying Son to Robby while staring Johnny down.

Kreese releases all the prisoners and they all run for freedom except for Silver who stops and hugs him.

You think Kreese has ever hugged anyone other than Silver since Betsy died?

I owe you man. You saved my ass. Anything you need...I'm there for you. Your whole life. You hear me Johnny? Your whole life! I owe you (unbeknownst the messy bff break up coming up in a few seasons 🤣)

Side note, do you think Silver grew out his hair and kept it in a ponytail out of guilt for their other friend who died?

Another hug after that declaration

He's smiling when he says this, which makes it sound like Silver answered but when we see Silver he's ignoring his calls and dramatically playing piano in a fancy robe.

oh i forgot they ended the season with the merge

Also this is Daniel's first time wearing his hachimaki from Mr. Miyagi in the series.

Wait a second

Aren't the two tall guys in the shade Cobra Kai's? Where's your other fighters? Though I see the shorter red is back. There he is

He was hiding behind Sm, the kid who took a vase to the head and tried to save her from Tory or slow Tory down.

Literally all the students are happy and smiling as the Eagle Fangs join them in the worst dojo yard ever, finding their ways next to their friends.

Mitch eventually re-betraying Chris kinda makes this hurt.

This season finale was so satisfying. Because Johnny and Daniel working together, realizing they needed to work together, that they had more in common then differences, and merging their dojo's was like what it'd been building up towards.

I still love it. Even though I know they become dumbasses again as soon as the next season starts.

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3, 5, and 6? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

3: all time favorite pairing: Isolee (Isolde x leelathae) ofc!! <33 

5: favorite platonic pairing: Lance & Blaine as of the current!!! aahstsjshsh can't stop posting about them,, they are so perfect and they just make my Brain EXPLODE. rant incoming but 

Blaine and Lance just have That Something to them, that contrast, that shared past, that angst and that comfort and just—can you imagine having an ally in the constant competition for your father’s love (for your own safety), having a baby brother to protect and care for, and you've never. Can you imagine being ripped from your mother's arms, and the air of your kingdom is so much colder than the womb, and then suddenly—a year later, you're one, you're one and your father has only held you once, one is such a lonely number—you’re joined by this cooing ray of sunshine? You're warm for the first time in your life. He wears blue, you wear red. You feel so much bigger than him, so much older. He's so loud, so talkative, so hyperactive—at first, you don't understand it. You're a brother, but, more importantly, you're his brother. “Every king needs a knight,” your father whispered to you when you were seven and he was six. He was five, before. You agree, but you can't ever see Lance being the one protecting you—it’s too dangerous out there, you've seen the gladiator battles Father has you go to. In your mind, he's still six when you turn eight. He's still six when you turn sixteen and are deemed old enough to pose shirtless in those tabloid magazines. He is not an enemy, not when he's distracting you from piano lessons or sneaking you away for an extra cookie. Can you imagine? 

Can you imagine being born into a family without love? You don't get why Mom doesn't let you hug her, or why Dad has you stuck in a room with people too big, talking in those condescending voices as they point to letters. You want to run, and you do—you run, you fence. You're really good at fencing. You want the people you love to smile. You never know why they don't—you’re happy, your grin always hurts, so wide it dimples your cheeks. Mom smiled at you during dinner, once! Blaine’s smiled at you, in that half-sacronic tired way, more times you can count. (You're not good at counting.) You wear blue, he wears red. Brothers, you think, as you follow him into Academy, wearing your uniform looser than his. He's the student body president, you copy off the answers of last night’s homework from your buddy and Blaine sniffs, but, hey, he tells you about how Mr. Dovecote is particularly partial to students who bring him those fancy chocolates from the Gingerbread Man’s Catchin’ candy shop in the local town. You read this picture book, once—Andre said it was a graphic novel—about these two skeleton brothers with red and blue. You think they're just like him and you. You like hanging with your friends more than your studies, you don't like to read that boring Shakesphere stuff, you learned to do keg stands at sixteen years old. His nose wrinkles in disdain when you told him that, but he never told Dad about it. You admire him and tease him at the same time. He's your brother, you'll follow him into the end of the earth but that doesn't mean you won't laugh your ass off the second he trips on a pebble. You are second-born, raised by Blaine’s watchful eye and the people around you’s guiding hands, and you're raised to believe yourself capable. Your brother is wary around your father and that means you can't kick your feet under the table, you can't be a second late. Over the years, you learn why he's so scared. Sometimes, you don't know why he protected you for so long. But you know. You know, even with your dumb all-muscle brain. Can you imagine? 

6: favorite headcanon: oohhh I have so many headcanons 😭😭 okay but My Favorite would be that Isolde was definitely in a band. you can't tell me she wasn't, and she was DEFINITELY a guitar player. 

[sometimesrosy]

The 100 Rewatch 2023 Liveblog 1.08

Day Trip

Oh boy! The memories. This is the beginning of Bellarke for me.

We are going to post like men here. No editing. Forgive my typos. I touch type as i go and i may be fast but i'm not that accurate. I will remember to do a read more this time though. Because this is long.

We open with beefcake Lincoln strung up for torture. Honestly. That's rude. It's not sexy just because he's hot.

Miller told the dead kids parents the news that their kids were murdered by grounders. He wants "justice." and Bellamy says they're not killing him. Miller is an ass and puts mud on lLincoln and Lincoln headbutts him. LOL.

Talking to the Ark they want Clarke to find an emergency shelter for supplies. Diana Sydney is like nah. We're about to come down, the baby kids should stay put. Now Jaha is trying to get Clarke back with her mom but she blames him for betraying her dad, too.

Oh Dax is going to talk to "his parents" and it's Shumway to proposition him into murder. Just like he did Bellamy. But this time he wants B dead. Dax already beat a man to death. He's one of the murderers they talked about.

Now B and O are arguing about Lincoln. B is calling him an animal. Knock that off, kid.

Clarke wants to take Bellamy for the supply run at the depot. And he's suspicious. "I don't feel like being around anyone I actually like." Which he gets because hello Octavia.

Jasper and MOnty with grim humor. Don't worry about the grounder revenge. Byt the time they get here we'll be dead of hypothermia.

Ugh Clarke and Finn being all "I'll take care of you." ANd Raven is right there. "She's a big girl she can take care of herself." Then in comes Bellamy. ooh Finn is jealous. Bellamy is taking all the rations and Clarke is suspicious. "A lot can happen in a day." Foreshadowing. Sneaky Dax follows them out of the camp.

Miller goes to talk to Roma's parents and O sneaks up to Lincoln. She gives him water. Neat little canteen made out of what? Parachute? more beefcake as she cleans up his washboard abs and he is like smelling her or whatever. Y'all I don't like kidnapping/torture as a start to a romance. But this is better than most because he originally kidnapped her to keep her safe and she's trying to stop the torture.

He tells her his name because he wants her to remember him after he dies. "This only ends one way." Because he IS the enemy.

Clarke and Bellamy in the woods. I remember this. Bellarke in the wild. Bellamy is really feeling guilt and fear over the Jaha attempted murder.

Raven and Octabia in Camp. O is a mess. WOW they are catty to each other. O says "It must suck to come down here and find out your boyfriend is into someone else." OUCH. True but OUCH. Why is she so mean when she grew up with only two supportive people? Yes she should be messed up but should she be a meangirl?

Raven wants to do Finn and Finn wants to talk. "Something happened." She knows and she doesn't want to talk about it ever. She asks if he loves her "Always." I am puking. Stop kissing him. He's awful. Ew. She has the worst taste in men i swear. She NEVER got a good romantic partner. (Princess Mechanic)

Clarke finds a door Bellamy smacks it with his axe. Down they go into the bowels. Mummified bodies. The place is disgusting. No supplies. Boo. Ooh some orange blankets. Bellamy is mad there's no canteen or medkit or decent fricking tent.

A barrel full of oil. Bellamy temper boy kicks it over and VIOLA OMG GUNS. HUGE BELLAMY SMILE

Monty is tripping. Fermented nuts?Or hallucinogenic. Now Jasper is tripping but it's not as nice as Monty's trip. He sees grounders everywhere. Scary. He runs to O for help. She figures out that he's on something. HE tells her he loves her. She figures it's the nuts. She gives him an anti-grounder stick so the grounders won't be able to see him. "Makes sense."

We could have used more of that O in the bunker in season 5.

She gives Miller the hallucinogenic nuts. Lincoln knows.

:Ready to be a bad ass Clarke?" She doesn't want the guns but she knows they need them. SO he offers her shooting lessons.

Oooh. He reaches around her and touches her shoulder, his voice gets smoky and steps back from her. I forgot about the sexiness of that. Watch and learn. He tries to shoot and his bullets are duds.

"Still watching." smirky flirting. She shoots and BOOM. She likes it. B likes it htat she likes it. She's being responsible. "You left miller in charge of the grounders. You must trust him." He wants her to keep him close and she's like. OMG you're gonna run. He thinks the Ark are gonna kill him when they come down. O hates him, so he's leaving.

Tells her to keep practicing. He needs some air. THat was a SHORT scene. To base our Bellarke fantasies on for seven years.

Now he's tripping Jaha. Nightmare land coming up. "I did what I had to do." But Jaha calls him out for all his sins. Now he sees the 320 culling victims. Bellamy can't defend himself against that. All his guilt. He really feels it. Oooh. Sooky. All the dead people calling him murder and coming through the wilderness at him.

Now Clarke is tripping. She's back her jail cell in the Ark. See her dad.

Everyone in the deinguent camp is tripping and one kid is stripping so O takes his clothes.

Raven and Finn are naked in bed. M0nty pops in."I can't change the tide if the moon won't cooperate. It's basic physics."

Clarke realizes her dad vision is not real. The dad vision wants her to forgive her mom. Poor baby clarke is so young here. Everyone's counting on her and it's so hard. She's feeling guilt about torturing Lincoln. Dad says she did the best she could. This is the beginning of Clarke learning about forgiveness and why she could forgive Bellamy and Lxa and all those people.

NOW dad vision calls her a crazy bitch and turns into Dax.

O frees Lincoln. Gives him delinquent clothes.He thinks this will put her in danger. That's because he's a grounder and they are barbarians and would kill someone for doing what she's doing. Jobi nuts go bad and cause vision. So he can sneak out.

He kisses O.

Yo. You should really find a girl your own age man. She's what? 16? 17 at most.

Most beautiful broom in a broom closet of brooms. Raven taking care of the kids. Even Finn is taking care of the kids until he sees Lincoln escaping. He's like get on outta here. Which is, I have to give Finn his due, the best thing he does in a while. He forgives Lincolnd for stabbing him.

Bellamy bad tripping on his 'murder victims' He wants them to kill him. Jaha beats him up. "I can't fight any more." "don't you know? LIfe is a fight." "What am I supposed to do?""Live breathe suffer. if you want the peace of death you're going to have to earn it. You think you dserve to be free of your pain? You think you deserve that gift?"

But actually, the Jaha beating him up is Dax. "You shoulda stayed down there clarke I tried not to kill you. But Shumaway said no witnesses."

Walk away now and I won't kill you. You're choice. His gun misfires as he aims at clarke and Bellamy charges him. Fight. Dax has him on the ground. Clarke charges Dax and he slams her in the gut with the butt. B picks up a bullet and slams it into Dax's jugular. Not coincidentally the place where Clarke stabbed Atom to mercy kill him. A nice little callback.

Dax is gone, B and C are up against the tree. "Are you okay?" Clarke asks?

No I'm not. If my mother she knew what I'd done, who I am? She raised me to be better to be good and all I do is hurt people. I'm a monster."

"Hey you saved my life today. And you may be a total ass half the time, but... I need you."

The look on his face as he looks at her.

"We all need you. None of us would have survived if it weren't for you.

He looks away.

She tells him to come back with him. You have to face it. He says "Like you faced your mom."

You're right. I don't want to face my mom. I don't want to face any of it." She is obsessed with keeping everyone alie.

Why is the music so romantic right now?

Can we figure it out later?

Whenever you're ready.

Bullshit you didn't write this as romantic.

O is pretending that she got high too. She did not. Good cover. Miller says the grounder is gone. Jasper panics.

Bellamy is back. "LEt the grounders come" He's tired of being afraid. Looks at Clarke and they both drop the guns. Finn looks unhappy.

Team Bellarke. Leaders. Friends. Soulmates.

The story has just changed.

O is looking out into the woods. B comes up and gives her an oragne blanket. She takes it. "I don't expec tyou to forgive me but you'll have to find a way to live with me because I'm not going anywhere.

Clarke calls him in to speak to Jaha. B knows O helped the grounder escape. She says it wasnt her and thanks him for the blanket.

Jaha.

CLarke. When you sent us down here, you sent us to die, but miraculaously most of us are still alive and in large part that is because of bellamy." She wants him pardoned like the rest of them.

Bellamy doesn't depend on his better nature. He says "If you wnat to know who wants you dead." Jaha pardons him and asks for who gave him the gun.

Cut to Shumway being arrested. Kane is angry. Shumway thinks he's fighting for what he believes but won't say what that is.

Clarke checks Finn's wound and Finn tries to guilt her about the guns. And he tries to say that Bellamy is the real danger. Clarke TRUSTS him. Finn is horrified. That's because he knows B is his rival. "You and Bellamy are leading us down a dangerous road. I wish you'd talked to me about it first." WHEN was finn the leader? Fucking asswipe. She is like "I wish we talked about a lot of things."

Diana Sydney comes to Shumway and Diana has him killed.

I honestly do sympathize with Diana Sydney's position but she's such a horrible character (dare I say horrible actress I hate her D:) and her plans are so horrible that she, who should have been the good guy, becomes the bad guy. I'm usually for the proletariat, but Diana was vicious and stupid and mean and her plans were bad and unethical and selfish.

[the-firebird69]

My son is going to reach probably 10.5 tonight it's pretty low and it's not bad he is doing okay. People like bothering him. That's pretty low it's still might be the point where it starts dropping if so we have to get ready for fat in his bloodstream and that means orange juice yes pretty much has to do it today might rain off and on it's not a good day for it but it is coming up beans are another thing and it's only for a week.

--we do need help with this for people that want to help them and they're always in trouble

--we want to help and we need to help and we're getting it together and we're moving out we have a lot of people that want to and he's appreciative and says he's going to reciprocate soon enough and he does every day they say that's good.

--other than that we have a couple more announcements and there should be good for a while. People are not handling what we say is going to happen very well there are a lot of changes coming up.

--one of them is the neighborhood is going to change here the idiots have been fighting to get here and now losing a lot of them are being pushed out bja is not doing good he hasn't even have a car and he doesn't order food and he has to wait for his enemy to bring it and it's horrible. There's a there are a few other things happening

--these things are starting to wear on people and they don't like it for real Uncle Phil is getting mad so stop talking about it but that's not the problem and having a war now the war is out there and the clones are being fought by bja now too start up a few days ago no it's been like that but it heat it up last week and Uncle Phil started getting his ass kicked cuz he's kind of weaker he's been calling and calling and nothing now they want our son to go up there and he has no way up and no way of knowing what's going on. It is happening now and he's getting sick and the Halloween series is started and they're having events out there now yeah in Pasadena. Jolene AKA Hera lived in La habra not Alhambra. And her son's going I don't know I thought it was way the other way and it was she's not laughing and says he remembers her and he says of course I don't remember like a lot of what you're saying cuz it was in tagalo and she's laughing saying yeah it's another language no he's looking at him and talking. And Hera is surprised he was not more paranoid. He used to ask a little not too much and he does like what's going on cuz he can't figure it out and she tell him and it was good. Now there's a few things they were doing they were right no they did a lot of stuff that was right now everything is wrong and we're mad at them and they won't stop and over they're probably 35% out and it's about that pretty soon it's not that much to them it's only a third and they're going to get hurt pretty bad now cuz they keep saying it. Their own people are going to kill these guys and get him killed yeah it's happening. So everyone wants to know when prophecy bear is it's not the end of trump it is the beginning of the end. Friday the 13th and Halloween for occur and they'll be an Indian summer it starts at the end of the week after this week and Ernest and it goes for about a week and that's when prophecy bear is so it's around the 1st of January and at the end of the week right around the funeral if they do it fast our son will be healing and growing and not just healing but we think it'll be more like mid January and they're getting close to the end of February it's only a month and a half and he'd have to request an agreement another one should be a problem and stand probably won't care and so you're making yourself do it you just have to protect us both with the original contract and it does and it protects from a whole bunch of things and they do get that but it's coming up pretty fast it's going to be December was halfway through January is one month and February and that's it two and a half months and the place they don't know what to do and it's happening now that they're trying to figure it out and those studs are drenched like halfway up completely wet and my son says there's a real simple exercise it's very easy the exterior studs might be different than the interior like the material so he gets it and is testing it it says these exterior studs seem to be dry and the interior are not so good and Stan says he knows it but no he doesn't it makes the project a lot simpler the wrong type of wood is in there for a flood

Thor Freya

It's a wrong drywall and the wrong wood and it's all ripped apart and the wood is not going to dry and it's starting to rot so pull it out and we'll see if anything's below it and wow it turned into a project and someone used the wrong wood it might be because another artifact is below it true though the hole does not have to be that big but you can't have people in there because they'll be temporary supports and stuff like that and the idiot is an idiot okay he's a jerk he acts like a b****when is Trump and he put temporary supports at fisherman's village and everyone walks by and it's kind of like are you a s*** head the answer is he's stupid and our son says I mean nephew so we're going to get you killed because of that and you're smart and he says no he says yeah but that gets to hurt you're having a look at it and touch it and remember it you're a f****** loser.

So we're going to replace the studs probably it's not that much work and it's not that much money it just has to take place and I keep arguing well what's it made out of so now we have a question exterior studs versus interior studs that's a big question and he didn't study it closely our friend here did not study it closely but he says the exterior walls are CMU and a strapping so that kind of fixes that question

The next question is what kind of wood it has to be a stamp somewhere. So now is it down reframing that thing would take two days if you need the ceiling out he'll take a little longer you said that the joists are not wet and he says oh if those are wet the whole place is screwed I should go to FEMA and have insurance

Stan

It's almost a total loss and it's true insurance company would pay a lot more money than it would cost for us to do it and it's true we have extra money and we can say it screwed the sewer up all sorts of s*** what kind of tired of that place and he's saying the studs probably have to go I have to agree and a friend says okay you guys decide on what to do against and we're saying this it's so moist it's going to stink in a couple days and turn to mold so yeah the wrong kind of stud was used probably 40 years ago and it looks like just soft pine pressure treated would be bad too so I'm going to get a look at it and see what it is

Stan jr

We've been going back and forth about these studs for 3 weeks I need to know what kind of stud they are and he's in there and it's like you're hiding what kind of stud it is and you're going after people who are the competition and killing them so I can't really press it but I have asked a lot so I don't know what to tell you

Stan

The point is if this place is renovated next door I can move into it cuz I live in a dump and renovate where I am I'm tired of living in a dump the police next door is kind of a dump but the air is better and little things can be fixed now it's going to renovate it right now it's a piece of s*** and I have my own people and you guys are slower than hell so he's asking questions what do I do with the bathroom since you investigate what's behind the wall and you tear out according to what you find and that's the whole thing in the same with the ceiling and it's sort of got it and he's tearing it out you might as well if you can't identify it and you may have had one here in the truck you just tear it out and put it in there see this had mold on it and probably it's the same time as the other ones so he's kind of agreeing that's what it is and yes stand too but I realize what you're saying I don't want to deal with this you have to bring it up to habitable level and that's the criteria that a renter has I'm a professional construction on a master builder I can tell you what's wrong as I have anyway you need to do as I have but nobody is doing it so I'm done talking he says.. and I'm just going to wait like it says in the agreement until another agreement has to be made and Stan is going to say fine because this place needs to be renovated can't raise the rent on a place that's an actual dump the the walls are s***** they stink the two rooms you can't live in so I don't have a problem with sitting around I have a problem with reviewing this God damn annoying project everyday when I'm a master builder and I know it needs to be done now there's other reasons for it and you will be surprised with those are if you to dick heads ever talked about it.. and he says no no and he's right you know I said we have talked about it and we're the ones in the way of ourselves and it's f****** stupid it is stupid and Trump's just going to agree so screw that s*** he says every minute that's like this for f***** it's obvious that the cities are surrounded and encapsulated and now he's making it worse but that's fine he says I just don't want to go over it every day and these guys have me do that I guess it's like a pack of stupid people bothering me it's like just get the apartment done or not I don't want to be you can't charge me for rent for this place two of the rooms are not habitable they stink most a lot of the electric stuff doesn't work right the doors are disgusting don't close right and they're ruined the rotting and the windows don't open and they're nowhere near code and so on etc etc

Jason

Yeah that's true we're going to renovate it we have to so s******* this whole stupid complex is a s******* that house on the corner is a massive piece of s*** that's all you do is put a roof on it and you dry it out and you redo the walls and it's no big deal it's probably entwood and probably is and it's probably as strong as hell and right now you couldn't move that thing with an earthquake it would just sink into the Earth but he thinks it's going to be moved he thinks he's going to move to move it he says beware it looks familiar okay my precious or something like that so I'm starting to think about this s*** he's a whiz about it and people are not telling him and mac daddy is too and I'm pretty good at but this sucks what are you saying is try and handle the thing and don't yell at him for knowing stuff

Stan

Reliable for slander for threatening all that stuff it is applicable it doesn't feel like suing me I do a lot of work he says he said it because I pissed him off real good taking the key made him mad Trump is after the key he can hold the key like nothing and I'm having trouble with it and I do see what he's saying there's other things that blow about it but okay

Jason

Olympus

[hugintheraven]

“I know about sureness,' said Didactylos. 'I remember, before I was blind, I went to Omnia once. And in your Citadel I saw a crowd stoning a man to death in a pit. Ever seen that?' 'It has to be done,' Brutha mumbled. 'So the soul can be shriven and-' 'Don't know about the soul. Never been that kind of philosopher,' said Didactylos. 'All I know is, it was a horrible sight.' 'The state of the body is not-' 'Oh, I'm not talking about the poor bugger in the pit,' said the philosopher. 'I'm talking about the people throwing the stones. They were sure all right. They were sure it wasn't them in the pit. You could see it in their faces. So glad it wasn't them in the pit that they were throwing just as hard as they could.” -Terry Pratchett, Small Gods

“If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you." -Lyndon B. Johnson

The people in charge need an enemy to blame. "Your bad situation isn't your fault. And it's not the fault of me, here, with this massive amount of money and power and a system that's never going to change. It's the fault of Sam. Everyone, blame Sam for this, and go kick his ass, and everything will be better!" And then either people don't, in which case things not getting better continues to be blamed on Sam, or they do, in which case "Okay, but Sam was working with Steve, go beat up Steve, too!".

And the little guys go along with it. Because it's a comforting lie, to know that your shitty job and cheap food isn't your fault. But if you blame the big guys at the top, that's depressing. They have all the money and power, and nothing's going to change. Blame an oppressed minority, someone who by definition is outnumbered and outgunned? That's winnable, win that fight and maybe it all gets better.

And yeah, it feels good to have someone to hate. And some of them are aware enough to know that the list of acceptable targets is changing, and they'd better go extra-hard after the acceptable targets because if they hesitate, maybe they're next on the list.

Plus, some minorities do make things difficult. Minority groups want our society to change, want people to think about stuff they learned as kids, question your grandparents and what they said over Thanksgiving dinner, do all sorts of difficult, introspective things. Isn't it easier to just hate, to get angry at anyone who asks you to look deeper than a sitcom does at the world?

So yeah. The big guys in power just want to stay in power, and hate is good for that. Everyone else...people are dumb, panicky animals, and it's really easy to make them stampede over whoever you dislike. It's hard to make them stop and think.

The good thing is, genie's out of the bottle on a lot of issues. 2 steps forward 1 step back is still 1 step forward. No, it's still not good, on a lot of things. It's a constant fight just to inch forward, and backsliding can happen quickly. But you can't shove whole populations into a corner and hide them away anymore. Sure, ban books about minorities, your kids will learn about them from TikTok instead. And when it comes down to it, it's much harder to convince people to hate a group when that group has a face.

i really want to emphasize the fact that many of these recent bills aimed at denying trans minors gender-affirming care have special exceptions built in to allow for nonessential surgeries on intersex children. they want to make sure doctors can continue pressuring parents into putting their intersex kids through procedures that have no evidence of benefits and are well known to cause harm (cw on these articles for discussions of intersex medical abuse/trauma).

these bills are not designed to protect children, they're designed to eradicate sex and gender diversity. they want to force both trans and intersex people into their binary little boxes and it will do immense harm to both groups.

[ellena-asg]

I love Danny in episodes 1x24 and 2x01 when he's like a Knight coming to rescue his Prince. Yeah, I'm saying about this:

But you know what I love as much as this above? I love the scene in 1x24 where Danny is talking with Chin. Haha, talking? NO! Danny is yelling. Danny is like a barking dog. Danny is sooo pissed off. So hurt.

And maybe it's just me... but I think that at that moment it's very close to "Friends to enemies". Yup, Danny and Chino are great friends, I know. Ohana and all that jazz. But it's about Steve. And we know what Steve means to Danny 😉 And Chin arrested Steve and... Danny thinks that Chin is against them. Danny thinks that Chin betrayed. Chino isn't now behaving like a friend, like Steve's friend (in Danny's eyes) so... It's like "you hurt Steve - you're Danny's enemy no 1". Oh, just look at Danny's face:

His cold cold cold eyes. His madness. His anger. His irritation. His eyes "of the killer" 😉 His teeth, clenched jaw... The fire inside him...

It looks like he's going to kick Chin's ass, at least to punch Chin in the face veeery hard. Oh, not only Chin, Duke too, hah:

All for Steve.

But Danny can stop himself. And it's for Steve too. Yeah, Chin and Duke are Ohana and deep down Danny may still believe in that but... I believe that it's not about "you're friends so I won't punch you". I believe that he's trying to behave cause they're cops and he doesn't want to make things worse. He can't be arrested together with Steve. He has to help Steve, he's the only one who can help him so he needs to be free now. His Prince needs him so much.

Only his Prince matters now (and Danno will always choose him over other people).

[nyxthejinx]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 - 𝐏𝐭.𝟏

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: The harbingers dealing with a kiddo but it's actually a funny sight.

𝐅𝐭.: Pierro & Capitano (on crack, a bit ooc)

A/N: These headcanons can adapt to a more general context, but some parts will be about things I specified in THIS post about a project I'm working on, check it out if you’re interested, or curious about this "curse" I'm speaking of. 👀 + omg gotta split this cause I’m having too much fun and it’s long bye.

𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

Alright, big scary old man.

 Ngl he gives me a bit of Silco vibes, for those who watched Arcane. Stoic outside, soft inside. I can see him as someone who doesn’t bat an eye even at chaotic situations, mostly because no one dares disobey him or anything like that, a glare of his and everything goes quiet.

Not you apparently. Lmao F in chat for this guy who has to deal with you.

No well, the curse won’t start eroding for a few years, so 4-11 y/o you will be a typical curious but quiet kid for the time being. Though it doesn’t mean you won’t stir up trouble. You know they can’t lay a finger on you, so you just do whatever you want and expect them to follow around without complain. Even the great Jester.

He spends most of his time behind a desk, despite being the strongest, hence you don’t really seek his boring office out unless there’s something you need or want to ask.

He’s not even pissed when you rant while he’s doing paperwork, he’ll entertain a full ass conversation without lifting his eyes or stopping the movements of his hand. He’s that patient. And wise too, he’s seen so much in his life prob.

You usually stay with him when something upset you. Whether you need advice or just someone who will listen until you’re done, he’s here -mostly because he can’t outright kick you out, but also cause he doesn’t mind. 

If someone is foolish enough to do you wrong he won't uh, slaughter them, but rather make a mental note to check their nominative later and confront them peacefully.

Aka tower over them with his usual glacial aura and let them know they're walking on thin ice.

Not big on physical contact, just a couple of headpats if you do something right. Carries you to bed when you fall asleep somewhere in his office.

Will lend you some books if you’re getting bored, even help you with words you don’t know.

If you're gonna be a Harbinger (the main reason why the Tsaritsa took you in, for sure) you need to be cultured and an expert in different fields. Low-key makes it his mission to hone your already sharp mind. He feels like it's his duty, though no one ordered him to do so.

MIGHT spill some bedtime stories. Just expect a lot of violence and philosophical depth. Don't worry, he'll cut out/soften the most gruesome parts.

Overall understanding and willing to help. His advices are top notch cause he doesn't give you the solution, but rather teaches you how to reach it with the tools you have.

Give it some time to learn his indirect language and he'll go from "zero degrees cold" to "warm blanket around your shoulders during winter" warmth.

9/10 recommended grandpa.

𝐈𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧

This guy, what to say about this guy

From what Viktor says in his dialogue, I can picture him as a fair person.

Gives credit where’s due, treats well his subordinates. Calm, collected, serious. Kind of like Pierro, but I feel like he could be more vocal and less stoic. 

He’s strong. Duh. Of course. And busy as hell too, given his position as captain. 

So he’s never around because of it, not even when new recruits could use some of his experience. Childe says he doesn’t pay any attention to those who are weaker than him, so you’re even further out of reach.

Can’t see you. Literally, you’re too short.

You’ve probably seen him fight against people he deemed worthy and, yes it was breath-taking. 

He’s not someone who basks in his enemy’s blood, he’s someone who dances with them, keeps them on their toes and then cuts thru like a gust of wind. 

The Tsaritsa eventually asked him to train you a bit once you became old enough to handle weapons, and from what you could see -very little- he didn’t look content, nor bothered.

You, on the other hand, were happy. Until he showed you that no, just because you’re the Tsaritsa’s child he won’t go easy on you. 

It’s not that he’s extremely violent or anything, he does his best to calibrate his strength and follow you step by step, but his stamina is like a thousand times higher than yours and forgets about this most of the time. Will "look" at you confused when you lay on the ground, wheezing, after barely two hours of training.

Struggles a bit when it comes to explain a technique verbally, as he’s not used to fly low and overall teach, but you’re quick and observing his perfect poses and movements is enough to get the job done. 

As time goes by he’ll grow more comfortable in his teacher role. He’d have almost fun sparring with you, and would be secretly proud when he barely escapes one of your new, original moves. Gives you headpats too, but what you really cherish is when he reaches out after kicking your ass again and offers his hand to pull you up from the dirty floor. 

You’ve never seen him doing it with anyone he’s defeated. EVER. 

He’s more like a proud brother sob, that brother who pats your shoulder and sends you flying into the wall /hj

When the curse starts to hinder you physically but you still insist on fighting, he’ll either swoop your ass and threaten to call the Tsaritsa or literally drag all your way thru the HQ to your room.

Poor man is worried :( But when you start to discover the powers that come with this same curse he’ll help you out at the best of his expertise. 

Don’t ever tell him if someone’s pestering you.

Ever.

It won’t be a bloodbath, no. It’ll be EMBARRASSING.

He’s married to the idea that honour comes first and foremost, and he's willing to pull out his 25 slides long PowerPoint to prove how wrong the person's behaviour is.

Just make good use of his teaching and punch the guy's jaw till they can't speak.

Yeah.

Another harbinger you can't really see thru unless you've spent a long time in his company

Don't let his lack of perception kill you, cause he won't realise you're about to melt in your own sweat.

Incapable of being angry. Literally seems too level headed for it. Worst case scenario he'll give you the cold shoulder till he gets the opportunity to clean the floor with your face.

7/10 good brother figure

BROO THIS TOOK ME FOREVER and it's only the first two. But my perfectionist ass can never let it be 🥲 hopefully this will give me the right charge to start the fic fr lmao. Also, lemme know if there are typos, checked this 420 times and still don't trust myself lol

Do not translate/rewrite/repost/feed to AI ©2025 nyxthejinx

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

imagine they just have an s/o who is so fucking badass, they'll give a death glare to anyone who dares to talk shit about them, they can start bar fights, and even beat the shit out of their enemies if they get s/o pissed off really badly

I'll go with the Undertale characters for this one because why not.

Undertale Sans - Everyone is calling you his guard dog and you are proud of it. Sans gets a little annoyed sometimes though as he prefers more chill people and, most importantly, SOME SPACE. He's not very into violence too, and will ask you to please stop protecting him, he can defend himself you know.

Undertale Papyrus - You're basically what would have happened if Undyne were not into girls. Papyrus noticed it too and he's having an existential crisis asking himself if all his friends and S/O are going to be strong badass people that kick ass, or if maybe that's just his type of people. Oh well. At least, contrary to Undyne, you have him to scowl you when you're breaking things in the house.

Undertale Toriel - You are a terrible influence on her. Mama Goat was only peaceful this all time because she didn't want to shock her people, but now she is realising she doesn't have to be caring and nice all the time, and oh boy, the guy who kicked your car because he knew it belongs to a monster is not ready to you two coming out of the house screaming and ready to beat them up.

Undertale Asgore - He thinks it's cute. He was basically Undyne's "father" Underground and he knows how it is. Whenever you gets to excited, he holds you against him like you're weighting nothing and he just waits for you to calm down again before letting you go. He's patient, you won't have him by struggling and screaming to let go.

Undertale Undyne - Who the hell thought it was a good idea to introduce you to each other? You're scaring the entire neighbourhood and no one is ever looking your way by fear of peeing themselves. You are so badass even the trees in your garden grew muscles and sunglasses. You are also banned from every bar in town and you make random children cry as a hobby when you're bored.

Undertale Alphys - You're her second Undyne. You three live together and that's maybe too overwelming for Alphys. One Undyne giving death glare to everyone when she's doing groceries was already stressful, but now there's two of you. Though, now, when you two are around, everyone is leaving the store so she has some peace and takes her time. You're also making a mess at home and always get in trouble because Alphys will make you clean either you want it or not.

Undertale Frisk - They're the good cop, you're the bad cop, it's working well when you have to investigate on who the hell stole the sausage in the fridge. Your three dogs are looking at you with extremely guilty eyes even if none of them did something wrong. You monster. You ate all the sausages. You're just using your scary aura to not get caught, are you?

Undertale Chara - Ok. Maybe they're being dramatic just to see you beat other people. Ok. It happens a hell lot when Sans is around. Chara will just suddenly fall on the ground and scream for help in front of a very confused Sans, and suddenly a huge angry growling mass tackles the poor skeleton on the ground. Chara is just watching, smiling. They are clearly enjoying this.

Undertale Mettaton - You're obviously his closest bodyguard. He keeps you close when you're meeting fans. People who try something inappropriate usually regret it very much when you suddenly jump at their throat, growling like a wild animal. Mettaton is screaming to beat them up to wash his honor. And also to use his pink shyny chainsaw. And also to stay in the light so he can record this for his next movie.

Undertale Gaster - Well, thanks to you, his body absorbs a lot less of various things like humans, dolphins or flowers. You made your duty to keep everything alive away from him until his goopy problem is resolve. Gaster loves the attention way too much and maybe all of this power is too much sometimes as he's using you as some human shield when he has to walk in a crowd, crossing the assembly like you walk in the middle of the biblic sea.

Undertale Grillby - OH COME ON. That's the third time this week you're breaking the jukebox because a customer didn't talk nicely to him. You can't do that every time someone doesn't say hi before sitting. And please, for Asgore's sake, stop throwing Sans in the wall, he already begged Grillby for your mercy and promised he would pay his tab if you don't hurt him again. Sans is terrified of you. Actually, most of the customers are. That's not really good for business.

Undertale Muffet - Contrary to Grillby, she really appreciates you breaking bad customers knees when they refused to pay her. Thanks to you, she raised her prices from 200% and is planning to charge more since customers come back anyway because you threaten them to find their house if they doesn't. Muffet is even giving you free pastries to thank you. Soon enough, this shop will turn into a luxery one.

Undertale Burgerpants - Ok. So. He told you Mettaton kept bullying him one night when he was drunk and was very surprised when you slammed the door of his shop open the next day, screaming to Mettaton to show himself so you can teach him how to properly take care of your boyfriend. Mettaton didn't take you seriously at first. Then he took a table in the knee.

Undertale Asriel - He just said he didn't like the taxes. He didn't ask you to blow up the Collector General of Taxes building! Please stop messing with him. He's begging you. You're walking with determination towards the building, Asriel holding your legs and begging you to reconsider your options. You won't liste. He's too young to go in prison!

Undertale Gerson - Whenever you gets too excited about something, he knocks you out with his cane. Here. He can defend himself, thank you very much. He managed to tame Undyne, he's going to tame you too. These old scales saw worst, and his shop is already struggling to get customers, don't you dare make them run away, you brat.

[themurderofcrowscollective]

Graves wheezes and coughs when he scrambles to his feet, glaring at you. " You stupid bitch! You compromised the mission! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A USELESS HARLOT! " He surely regretted those words when you sucker-punch him in the mouth, grab him by the throat and lift him into the air. " ENOUGH!! " You yell out as blood starts to fall down your cheeks, the bonfire roaring with you. He tries to grab at you and claws at your grip on his throat, sputtering out nonsense and blood from his mouth and nose which you're sure is broken. Meanwhile back at the Nunnery, the candles that burned a soft golden light begin to burst into flames of bright red. Mother Loren gasps as she jumps back, her own fireplace in her office erupting into wild flames. In the chambers, witches look in awe at the flames that burn along the edges of the rooms and they start chanting a spell. In seconds, the witches in captivity break free as they harnessed the power of your flames and rejuvenated themselves, having entered into the chambers practically naked and now leaving the chambers in clothing of their ancestors donning witch hats of every style. The Battle Nuns are the first to try and attack them once they're out in the corridors, the red-haired witch with the yellow eyes (now with regrown long hair and wearing clothing) breaking into your room and laughing in glee as she claps her hands. " MARY LIVES! OUR LOST SISTER MARIANNE LIVES! " The interior of your room is burning bright red fire as Battle Nuns and Witches battle each other in the corridors and just about anywhere. Back where you and Graves face each other, Shadows have formed a ring around you two and start calling out 'Kick his ass, sister!' or 'Set that bitch in her place, sir!' Eventually the opposing sides also start fighting each other as you and Graves go for it and fight. During your fight with Graves, he's tried getting on top of you and stripping you naked but all he's ever done was run into you and get kicked right in the family jewels and kicked while he was down. However you don't notice other Battle Nuns and Sons of God enter the scene, shooting everyone with tranquilizers until Graves goes limp and you're surrounded by men in hoods. " Sister Mary, you are hereby under arrest of working alongside witches and the enemy, attacking a fellow ally and hiding your true nature. " You lock eyes with Father Thomas who enters the ring, glaring sternly at you but you see him try to stop shaking. " Surrender yourself now. " You stare at him intensely, seeing his stance waver a bit but knowing you're surrounded, you obey and kneel on both knees with your hands up. Before you got knocked out via tranquilizer dart, you hear him mumble " Lord forgive my sins. Forgive me, Mary. " Back at the nunnery, a good amount of both Battle Nuns and Witches are dead or some of the Nuns are locked inside and other Witches have fled the scene into the woods. - - - When you wake up, you're back in the Nunnery inside one of the chambers, your armor stripped off and your robes in tattered rags. Your arms are bound behind you and so are your legs, and you have pieces of tape covering your mouth. You're tied to a chair, a simple one but you can hear the screams of witches echo through the halls. You try struggling out of the ropes that bind you until you hear the screams silence and people running through the halls barefoot. The metal door opens and Esther peeks in, sighing in relief. " We don't have enough time, you need to go. They want to burn you at the stake after Graves has his way with you, but I won't let them. " She takes out her own dagger and cuts off your ropes, peeling off the tape from your mouth. " Esther, I- " " I know, you can't live without me. I'm coming with you, silly. " She helps you stand and the two of you run out, nuns laying dead on the ground in other rooms or tied up in embarrassing ways wearing practically nothing. " What? " " The witches who I set free had their fun. " You two head quickly through the corridors and hallways.

Burn The Witch

(Call of Duty x Modern Magic x Modern Witch hunting because I write when I'm uncomfortable and experiencing Religious Trauma, and I am very uncomfortable.) - - - Your name is Sister Mary, known throughout the church as the Redeemed Nun who's story is known very well; You were raised in a cult and taught the teachings of a cruel and unjust God from the Old Testament. You've undergone trials and walked through Hell and back as you grew once the cult was destroyed and you were saved, being sent to Catholic boarding school to be re-taught. However at the time, you dabbled in the Occult and refused to learn until one night when you were possessed by a demon and had to be exorcised by Father Luke, the Headmaster of the school. From that day you went to the Nunnery and were 'taught the lessons required to become a Nun' when in reality, you suffered the most intense of punishments and were beaten into submission. You came out a strong and noble woman, being the fiercest in punishment and well-respected among your sisters. As of now, you resigned yourself to constant prayer and fasting. You've been given news of witchcraft rising up, more and more followers turning a blind eye to the church and it's teachings so it triggered something deep within you that you've come to fear. Currently the church is becoming similar to the witch hunters of Salem, recruiting devout believers and arming them with weapons to attack and capture witches who show off their power. Within these walls are screams of witches being hurt and whipped while nuns pray over them and recite prayers for exorcism. The others know of your story and have allowed you to your deep prayer and fasting, and it's been 35 days since then. You haven't moved an inch from kneeling down and praying before Holy Mary, Mother of Saints. The rosary in your hands hasn't been let go of ever since you begun, you've lost track of time as the only source of light is the multiple candles burning that you've had to relight once you prayed the whole rosary every. damn. day. Deep within your soul, you hear the young girl screaming and sobbing, hugging herself as she is whipped and beaten into submission with a dozen nuns surrounding her and praying her demons away. Every bit of you wants to stop the nuns and embrace her but you know your hands are tied and bound by the rosary you've come to fear. Then a vision from the Divine flashes in your mind, wind blowing out the candles around you as images of a woman tied to a cross flash through your mind, fire being lit under her feet as she's surrounded by nuns and priests but in the last vision, you see a coven of witches appear and save the woman. You open your eyes quickly with a startled gasp, looking around the candles which are blown out before you set your eyes on the statue of Mother Mary. There are tears of blood streaming down her cheeks, and a voice of a woman echoes through your mind. " You are not where you are meant to be, you must flee this place and return, return to magic! " You shake your head, rubbing your eyes before you open them again and see that the candles are still lit up and there's no bloody tears on the statue's face. Of course, you feel tears running down your cheeks so before you leave the room, you recompose yourself and stand tall as you open the door and walk into the hallway. Other sisters walking in the halls stop and freeze as you walk past them with determination and a focused look in your eyes, before looking at each other. You are a nun with an important assignment after all. - - - You enter Mother Loren's office with the loud opening of her door, startling the poor woman who looks up with a gasp. " Oh, Sister Mary. What a surprise seeing you again. " " Mother Loren, I do not come here for idle chat. I've received a vision from the Most Holy during my prayers of a woman tied to a cross and set ablaze by members of our church. " You do not waver as Mother Loren goes pale in the face, gulping as she shakily takes off her glasses.

[bnbc]

Day 3: Gimme Danger

I don't want to post it on AO3 yet, but well, I wrote some words for today's theme

Locals by bnbc (one-shot)

Word count: 1k Fandom: Cyberpunk 2077 (Video Game) Rating: T Warnings: a little bit of blood, a little bit of murder Relationships: Goro Takemura/fem!V Additional Tags: Fluff, but Night City style

“Just don't interfere,” V asks, and only then does Goro realize that the three silhouettes standing at the exit of the alley are there for a reason, and for a quite aggressive one.

So much time left, he started to think he got used to this city and learned how to read it but at the moments like this Goro understands: he’s still far from this. He’s still a stranger in Night City.

“Better stay here,” V squeezes his wrist briefly before stepping forward, then turns over her shoulder and winks. “I got it.”

She got it for sure, Goro has no doubts but evaluates the situation anyway. A short alley, one of those that people use as extra storage or a landfill, is empty if not for five of them. Doors are closed, the blinds on the windows are down — locals don’t want to know what’s going on here.

The silhouettes move as V gets closer, their holographic masks glowing softly in the shadows — they are Scavengers. Just some garbage. V could deal with three of them easily, and there is no way more of Scavs appear — they are on Tyger’s turf now. There is nothing to worry about, and yet, Goro removes the safety lock on his gun. It won't hurt for sure.

One of the Scavengers, most likely their leader, steps forward. Huge and more than six feet tall, he looks down at V. His face is hidden by the mask, but by the tilt of his head and relaxed posture, it’s clearly seen that the Scavenger is not impressed by her at all.

It doesn’t look like she cares about it though.

“Okay so,” V says. “You let us go and nobody dies.”

Goro has no idea what the Scavenger expected to hear, but clearly, it was something else.

“Da fuck?”

“Well, we can fight of course. But I’m not in the mood so let’s settle it peacefully.”

“To fight? With you?”

V takes a step forward then comes back to her place.

“Oh right, nobody believes I can kick their ass anymore. Scan me if your optics can do it,” V suggests. “I have more chrome than you have brain cells. Not like it’s a huge achievement but anyway.”

“Chrome? We love chrome,” the leader of Scavengers nods gravely, two others change some jokes on such a mixture of English and Russian that Goro's implant cannot translate it. When they stop laughing the leader says:

"No shit, you have some chrome. So what? You know who usually has a lot of chrome? Dolls."

V takes a step back and squeezes her left elbow with her right hand. She looks insecure and vulnerable, and the Scavenger makes a mistake:

“We'll just use you as intended,” he continues. "Your old man can watch."

He shouldn't have used the words "old man" obviously.

V acts quickly and dirty. A swing of the arm and the Scavenger's mask is gone along with half of his face. He presses his hands to what is left of his nose and screams horribly. His pals exchange glances, and while they're deciding what to do next, V rushes to the wall. Jump, push from the wall, flip in the air — Goro admires involuntarily how easily V moves — and she lands behind enemies' backs.

“Run,” she exhales before dashing forward.

The Scavengers run. No, the Scavengers are rushing headlong: their leader is forgotten, both almost fly past Goro and disappear around the corner accompanied by V's laughter.

V turns to extinguish the momentum. The unlucky Scavengers’ leader is sitting at her feet, clutching his disfigured face with his palms. He sways from side to side, howling on one note, then suddenly freezes and looks up.

“B-bitch,” the Scavenger half groans half squelches with his mouth full of blood. “You’re f-fucked. Will f-find and kill you!”

“I doubt so,” V says and cuts his head off with one clear move. Then hides the blade and returns to Goro as if nothing had happened.

“Thank you for not interfering,” V smiles; small drops of blood on her face look almost like freckles. “My plan didn’t work, but well… at least everything ended up good. Let’s go?”

“Sometimes I forget how… local you can be,” Goro says. “You did not have to kill him.”

“It was his fault, isn’t it?” V chuckles and comes closer. “He could’ve picked his nose up and run away. Or just run away and get an implant later. Good idea, by the way, chrome nose is hard to break.”

“V…”

She gets silent when Goro takes her hand.

“I do not care about what happened to this Scavenger,” he says. “You do know why I do not like when you kill. It is dangerous…”

“...for my mental health, yeah!” V nods joyfully and lifts her chin to catch Goro’s eyes. “What’s done is done. We need to restore this damage. You know what would be good for my mental health? A little kiss on the forehead!”

“You still have…” Goro tilts his head to the shoulder, then reaches out and tries to wipe the drops of blood on V's cheekbone, but only smears it even more. “You still have this Scavenger on your face.”

“So what? Mental health is more important, Goro!”

Neon signs are reflected in her vertical pupils, and her smile is just impossible to resist, so Goro gives up. He leans over and kisses her in the spot above her left eye that was left clean by some miracle.

“Gross!” V throws her head back even more and laughs. “Absolutely gross, Goro! Look at you, you’re getting local too.”

“This is exactly what scares me,” he answers, but when V slightly squeezes his fingers in hers, Goro feels like he's not being completely honest with himself.

It scares him, yes, but and at the same time, at some level, just a little bit…

...it flatters him in a way.

[rainybubbles]

Imagine watching Fast and Furious with Kirishima

• The Bakusquad organized a cinema party in the common living room, and some students were with them, and you are one of them.

• Honestly, you were just here because you tried to socialize a little, but except the pop corn bowl who is glued to you thanks to Mineta, you didn't succeed to approach anybody.

• So you stared at Fast and Furious 8 (the obvious manly choice of Kirishima ) asking you if the actors had the driving license or not.

"It's just a bald movie." you whispered.

• Kirishima puffed.

Everybody looked at him.

"Sorry, it's just, that I heard what Y/N was saying, and they're right."

"What did you say ?" Mina asked

"That, the movie was a bald propaganda. I mean The Rock, Statham, Diesel, the hairdressers didn't cost much in this movie."

They smiled.

"Sure, it was cool for them to just shave off the actors and not think to much of the hairstyles. I wonder if bald suits me ?" Kirishima asked

"Baldriot, something is missing."

"His hair, maybe." Denki laughed.

You smiled.

"Hmm maybe. I'm sure it will suit you O/n." Kirishima said with a smile.

"Why ? Did my skull charm you ?"

"A skull can be sexy."

"Did you just call my skull sexy ?"

"Oooooh Kiri is flirting." Mina, Sero and Denki said

The concerned blushed.

' I don't flirt, I compliment."

"Shit, I thought I have a chance with you." you said

" I'M FLIRTING WITH YOU !"

"You quickly changed your mind." you smirked

"I tried to talk with you for a long time, and I didn't find the good moment, and I just...."

"I'm free 24 on 24h, you know, like a lost shop in the Texas where a serial killer stalked his victims, you know."

"It's a very precisely comparison."

"I love precise things, like your abs, for example."

"I love your eyes then."

"They look like a dead fish right now, but thanks."

"So, you were about to asking them Kiri. We need the climax of our series !" Mina said

"It's not a series. It's my life."

"It's the same thing. You have a background, an evolution, wonderful friends, a dream life, a dark enemy and..."

"You mean a lot of dark enemies; the villains band is....like what thirty at every attack."

"We didn't talk about the villains; we talked about his hair."

"...your enemy is your roots ?"

"Yes, sadly."

"Becoming bald is a solution, then."

"Yes, that was I thought and..."

"ASK THEM OUT; THEN I CAN FUCKING HEAR THE END OF THE MOVIE AND KICK YOUR ASS OUT "

"Someone is scared about his hair." you said

"FUCKING BASTARD, I WILL...." Bakugo stood up

You dodged him while the other tried to calm him down.

"So after my rock, iron, rock party we can go on a date."

"...isn't rock, paper, scissor habitually ?"

"Yes, but he plays at this with Tetsu, and it's during like 5 hours because they don't want to stop their quirk, so they called that "rock, iron, rock"." Sero explained.

'So, are you interested ?"

"With playing a game, sure."

"I didn't talk about that..."

"Oh, playing with you, sure too. But I don't have iron."

"We can arrange this in the future."

"...did you just purpose me ?"

"Maybe ?" He said uncertain, "I didn't think, but I'm projecting with you and you really please me, and I want to know you well, like your habits, your favorite color or....everything about you."

"Well I'll be satisfied with the rock, after all some rumors said it's good for the skins at some places..."

Kirishima blushed at the allusion.

"I WILL BE SEARCHING FOR YOU THEN, AND I WILL ASK YOUR FATHER TO..."

"He's dead."

"Oh."

"Complicated to ask him. And to search for me, we're in the same dorms, Kiri."

"...."

"But nothing could stop you from you suddenly knocking at my door to transport me in your arms, during a night rocked by the secret, in your dorms, where we will be talking about intimate things before falling asleep with each other without realizing it, because it has to be like this. Because this place that our alchemy creates is just a peace place for both."

"Wow, I want to live this." Denki said

"You know, you can." Shinso said in the back

"I feel like a lot of you won't sleep in your rooms tonight," Mina said while spilling her tea.

Kirishima nodded.

"I will do this and...when you're awaking O/N, I will be asking you another date and your phone number."

"Perfect, then we have a plan. So I'm returning in my room to see some hairs and letting you with your balds. Good night."

"Night"

Weirdly after this, neither you nor him had a clean picture of the balds, especially when a few years later you decided to shave off, and like he said, you were sexy.

Right, not as sexy as the Rock with his turtleneck and his bumbag, but for all that...

(Sorry for my english, it’s not my first langage)

[jacscorner]

Yipping and Yapping about Balan Wonderworld

(Minor Spoilers Beneath the cut)

You know, after seeing the trailer for Balan Wonderworld, I was so hyped! I loved his design-in fact, I totally fell in love with Balan! He just has this magnificent bastard look to him that I just love! He has that perfect blend of chaotic energy, yet benevolent intent. So much so I'm working on doing fanart for him and I haven't played the game, because I just love this design so much! Naoto Ohshima, Yuji Naka-whoever or however it was Balan came to be, ya'll knocked him out of the park!

Then you see the Gameplay and...

Sob.

I don't WANT to be overly critical for this game. I really don't, but it seems that the gameplay itself was the last thing worked on. Or, worse; it was the first thing and they never built off of it. I understand that the core of the gameplay is to have 80 different costumes and abilities and to make the game simple and accessible to everybody, but this is beyond simple. This is almost as simple as an Atari game and it doesn't have to be.

I'm not asking for a game that's got me grinding my teeth and is painfully hard-nobody wants Super Meat Boy from Balan, but it's so sad to see all this flash, to see this enchanting story with charming characters, but for it to not be fun to play.

But, you know, I still hope that Balan doesn't go into a vault and collects dust. I mean, Sonic the Hedgehog had a rough first game, but look how much people still love him! Megaman 2 had to be made during the developer's lunch breaks because it was that much of a passion project. And I heard that Balan has a novel out(or in the works? Not totally sure), so I hope that can help make up for the sales of the game. Maybe Balan can exist in another medium. Or maybe even get a second game with a refined, tightened gameplay model.

I even like his "true form", but I won't lie, I prefer Balan's top-hat-eyes looking self. :P

Hey, you're the one who kept reading, not my fault if you read a spoiler!

Anyway, I just wanna gush about the Costumes now. They're simple, and I think some are a little repetitive, but I just LOVE them all! I love their designs and event think the abilities they give are kinda fun. But it sucks you're not just playing as Balan himself. Could you imagine if the game was about collecting the Costumes-maybe re-branded as your fellow show performers-and borrowing their powers to get through the game (essentially being the secret to Balan's own magical abilities, maybe with a moral of needing to be taught that even if he's the star, the show can't go on without his other actors). Imagine if you got, like, 5 Costumes and you had to build your moveset with them, having 5 powers at the same time and needing a special zone, like a Changing Wall or something, in order to swap around your powers with the other 75 Costumes.

Hell, why 5? You probably would only need 1 Costume to get through the whole game.

Now, I don't know Jac about game design, so excuse me for talking out of my ass, but these Costumes really could've just been used to be Platforming Mascots of their own games. Just give their game a dedicated Jump Button (J-Button) to go with the Action Button (A-Button) and you could have a pretty decent platformer-preferably a 2D one, but that's my own preference.

Like, let's take Pounding Pig, for instance, for our hypothetical Platformer. He could have a decent running speed, maybe a bit on the slow-and-heavy side. You'd press the J-Button to jump, and then press it again to jump again while doing a little flutter kick. Or, press the A-Button to preform the signature Ground Pounding.

Or, how about Telepotter? He'd be a bit quicker, a decent single jump, and you'd use the A-Button to teleport, with perhaps a aiming reticle so you can aim for where you go.

Why stop there? Aero Acrobat! A jump, with maybe a glide that activates while in the air. Hold the A-Button to aim your reticle and when you release, you start homing onto enemies with those signature kicks! Maybe just pressing the button can have you kick enemies, with a 3-button combo.

Pumpkin Puncher! Pumpkin Puncher's really cool! A-Button to punch, but holding it will let you charge up a stronger rocket punch like how he does in the actual game.

X-Ray Monkey would be all about finding secrets and alternate exits to levels with his X-Ray vision! Maybe he's less combat-oriented and more about puzzle solving, with lots of movement options! Climb walls, swing on ropes, swing on bars, hang from your tail, but don't get caught!

...Okay, so I went a little crazy. And a lot of what I talked about is done in the game itself. It's just...holy heck, I love Balan and the Costumes and just wish there was more done with them! Hey, Arzest, just take all my notes and outsource other teams if you've got better things to do than give each and everyone one of these guys their own game!

[stoopsbookstore]

Physically Wounded and Mentally Drained

"Can you help?"

Johnny stood outside the window of the closest person he knew lived by, the spoiled good-two-shoes, Y/N. His face was bloodied and his shirt had been torn open.

"Why should I?"

Y/N stood at the window, her arms crossed, the TV illuminating her room. The sounnds of sirens startling Johnny until he noticed the movie Y/N had been watching is now on a chase scene.

Johnny flashed Y/N the blood spots in his shirt, his body ready to keel over on her balcony.

"Please, can you just let me in? I did nothing wrong, but I know it's going to be twis-" Johnny's ramblings were cut off by the unlatching of the window, a rush of cool air from the AC hitting him in the face as thunder starts in the distance.

"Hurry up. I'll grab the first aid kit," Y/N pulled on the tall boy's shirt, shutting the window as soon as Johnny got his body inside, "it looks bad, it may be a minute."

"It feels bad," Johnny joked, tapping his chest, the tension in his body still high.

Plopping on the couch, Johnny looked at Y/N's room. A four-poster queen-sized bed with a cream colored canopy. Her desk was neatly organized with her statistics textbook open, signifying that she had been studying before his interruption. Reaching over, he grabbed the textbook.

"That's right," Johnny flipped through a few pages, the highlighted text a slight blur to him, "Douglas's exam is Monday."

"I forgot you're in the same class as me," Y/N took the damp rag in her hand, wiping the dirt off of Johnny's face, taking the textbook from him and throwing it on her bed, "and I'm going to ignore how you know where I live."

"Sorry, I know it's creepy to know where your mortal enemy lives, you can blame that prick, Hendery."

Johnny tried to break the tension, taking his leather jacket and placing it on the window ledge next to the couch. Y/N kept wiping the dirt and blood off where she could find, a need to help someone as awful as Johnny coming over her.

"Can you not get blood on the couch please? My parents would kill me," Y/N gave a towel to Johnny, the tall boy throwing it over his shoulders.

Mortal enemies? Awful?

"We're not mortal enemies," Y/N took some antiseptic out of the box of medicine, smearing it on a gash on Johnny's knuckles, "I just find you extremely annoying and vulgar. You and your friends just run amok with no sense of conseq-"

"And you and your friends act like a bunch of prudes, acting like you're better than everyone else because you come from money," Johnny winces when Y/N wiped the clean wound, a sharp inhale as she pulled a sharp piece of gravel from his flesh.

"Did you just forget who's helping you from whatever the fuck happened to you?"

Y/N continued to clean the injuries Johnny had acquired, the silence deafening. Biting his lip, he continued to look around her room. A decently sized TV sat on a 5-drawer dresser, the walls looked like they were painted a similar color to her bed. It looked like a normal room, Johnny can't figure out why that surprises him so much.

"I have to grab some gauze, I'll be back," Y/N kept her head down, walking to the bathroom.

Johnny took the chance to explore, although his body felt like collapsing. Looking in a mirror, he saw that the blood, dirt and gravel had vanished from his skin, but his shirt was still covered.

Y/N did a good job of cleaning me up.

He noticed a picture frame next to her bed. Walking over to it, he picked it up for a closer inspection. His eyes scanned the photo, it had to be a few years old as it looks like it was taken on the last day of their high school career. Y/N's uniform jacket was off, another girl had taken it to the side and Taeyong andbJaehy-

Taeyong? Jaehyun?

"I know I keep saying this, but plesse don't get blood on anything," Y/N took the photo from Johnny, placing it back on her nightstand, "I grabbed some of my dad's clothes you can change into."

"How do you know Taeyong and Jaehyun?" Johnny questioned.

"The normal response to someone giving you clothes is thank you," Y/N took Johnny's hand, wrapping up his knuckles in gauze and taping it closed.

"How do you know them?" Johnny stared at Y/N, towering over her like he did everyone else.

"How do you know Hendery?"

"I'm trying to be nice here. Understand you," Johnny threw his hands up in the air, hitting his thigh and wincing.

"Take your shirt off so I can throw these in the wash," Y/N grabbed the towel from the couch, holding her hand and doing her best to dodge the question.

"Are you ashamed of them?" Johnny took his shirt off, what looked like a shoe print on his skin and a gash on his abs.

Abs?

"N-no," Y/N stammered, taking the shirt from Johnny, wrapping it up in the towel and grabbing the first-aid kit, "I just haven't talked to them in a while."

"I know, they hang around me," Johnny chuckled, a slight smile appearing on Y/N's face.

"I should go put these in the washer," Y/N walked to her door, Johnny following behind her, "what are you doing?"

"I've never been in a place like this, when will I get another chance?" Johnny reached for the doorknob, Y/N reaching for his wrist, "I won't get blood on anything."

"I hope so. The blood should be congealed by now," Y/N quietly opened the door, checking down the hallway like a little kid on Christmas night looking for Santa, "ok, let's go."

Y/N tiptoed down the hallway, every step carefully planned while Johnny basically stomped, his footsteps on the shiny wood vibrating throughout the dark corridor.

"Can you be quieter please?" Y/N quietly yelled at the tall boy, "I don't want to get in trou-"

"Y/N, is that you?" Y/N pushed Johnny into a closet, a grown man standing at the landing of the stairs, "what are you doing?"

"I started my period and accidentally bled on my blankets," Y/N kept her body on the closet door, the handle jiggling, "I was going to throw them in the washer."

"Alright," footsteps could be heard retreating, "get to bed soon though, you have a test and an exam tomorrow. Love you."

"Love you, too."

Y/N cautiously opened the door, Johnny pretended to struggle for air as he walked out. Seeing Y/N's face, Johnny put his head down.

Getting to the laundry room, Y/N drenched the shirt in stain remover, an awkward silence falling over to the two. After Y/N put the shirt in the washer, with the few towels and rags she had used, she tended to the gash on Johnny's chest.

"Arms up."

"I was jumped by those SVT guys," Johnny confessed while Y/N placed a patch and wrapped the large gauze around his chest, "3 of them. I'm surprised it wasn't more. That Mingyu dude has a good kick and Church dude has a punch like I've never seen."

Y/N stayed quiet.

"Are you okay?"

"You're the one wounded, I don't think you should be asking me that," Y/N taped the gauze, putting back the first-aid kid back together.

"I'm sorry for what I said earl-"

"Water under the bri-"

"Y/N, what's goin-"

"I'm fine, I promi-"

"Clearly no-" Johnny's voice grew louder in the small room.

"Will you please keep it down?"

"Will you tell me what's wrong? You've been quiet ever since your dad almost caught us," Y/N kept her mouth shut, cleaning up around the room to avoid the question, "Look. I'm trying to be nice here. Will you please tell what's going on?"

"You wouldn't understand, Mr. I do what I want. I had to stop being friends with Jaehyun and Taeyong because they were quote-unquote bad influences," Y/N finally snapped, throwing a shoe at Johnny, narrowly missing the newly dressed wound, "Mr. I get to do what I please and not have to worry about grades or jobs or maintaining relationships where your parents control every aspect of your life."

Johnny tried to talk, but the floodgates had opened, Y/N let everything out, her eyes watering with every syllable.

"You get to go and be free when I have to be like the perfect child for my parents. I can't even go to any functions on campus like the Spring Fling or the Fall Festival because my parents probably signed me up to watch a booth or volunteer at the snack tables. Do you realize how hard it is to be my age, in classes for a degree, and not have a job because my parents don't want me to get one because I'll just marry my dad's friend's son. I don't even like Minho like that and I'm excepted to just fall in love with someo-"

"Breathe. Ok, please just breathe," Johnny noticed Y/N had started shaking, her body trembling, "are you okay if I hug you?"

Y/N nodded. Johnny's long arms tugged her closer, her sobs muffled by his chest.

"Let's get you back to your room."

"But your shirt."

"I'll pick it up later."

Walking back to her room, Johnny helped Y/N to her couch, her head landing on his shoulder. The TV had begun playing infomercials, Johnny's hand rubbing Y/N's arm in an effort to calm her down.

"I know it's hard, but you'll be okay. I went through the same stuff when I was younger. Finally, Doyoung kicked me in the ass and told me to move in with him. I've been on my own since I was 16. My parents were pissed."

Tilting her chin up, Johnny reassured Y/N with a simple smile.

"You know, I've learned more about you in the hour or so you've been bandaging me up than I have in the years we've known each other."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, I think it gives me a new understanding about you. Hopefully it's the same vice versa."

"Yeah, you're physically wounded and I'm emotionally drained."

The pair laughed, rain tapping on the window.

"I guess I'm stuck here now."

"The couch folds ou-"

"I was joking. Your parents wouldn't be too happy if they discovered a rebel like me in the princess's room."

"They're out of the house by 7am and they don't check on me, just a call around 8 to make sure I'm up," Y/N unwrapped Johnny's arm from her shoulder, wobbly standing up to grab a blanket from her closet, "worse comes to worse, just run in the closet, it's big enough to hide in."

"Thanks, princess."

"Will you be okay?" Y/N flipped through the channels as Johnny got comfortable on the couch, his jacket acting as a pillow.

"Will you?"