#and then does she die before getting to do anything with that??

[producedbysohyun]

Protective

Squid game x reader hcs

Summary: How the squid games characters would be protective over you

Includes: Thanos, In-ho, Gi-hun, Dae-ho, Myung-gi, Hyun-ju (squid game au)

Warnings: mentions of death, might be a little repetitive because I just feel like they would act similar.

Masterlist

a/n: Mb this is pretty short but I haven’t posted in awhile so I wanted to post something (I might add to this as time goes on) !! Please enjoy !!

Thanos:

Let’s just say that if anyone lays a finger on you, they are dead 🤗

You literally don’t have to worry about dying when you are with him

Always has his arm around your shoulder or waist so everyone knows to not try anything with you

During the night he holds onto you so tightly you feel like you could suffocate

He just really doesn’t want anything to happen to you 😔

If you really don’t want to play the games he will cave and vote X

You mean way more to him than money

No matter how bad his debt is

*cough* 1 billion *cough*

In-ho:

Idk how you would get in the game in the first place cause he definitely wouldn’t let you but

Ya you are not dying

Has full control of the game and will do everything he can to make sure you don’t die

Even if it means playing unfairly

Tells the guards to not kill you even if you didn’t pass the game

Definitely tells the guards to give you extra food so you have energy 😭

You’re basically just gonna be playing the games on easy mode

Gi-hun:

Bro has nothing to lose besides you so he’s gonna do everything he possible can to keep you alive

Doesn’t let you go anywhere alone

Beats himself up about not trying harder to end the games because if he did then neither of you would be in this situation right now

Never sleeps because he knows that fights happen at night and he wants to make sure you’re safe

Would immediately put himself in danger if it meant you would be ok

Makes sure you pass the games before even worrying about himself

Dae-ho:

Does not take his eyes or hands off of you

Is not afraid to defend you either verbally or physically

Even tho he is freaked out about the games as well he doesn’t let it get to him and tells himself he has to be brave for you

Always puts your safety above his

Ends up getting no sleep at night because he’s so scared something is gonna happen to you

Always insists on giving you his food even tho he is hungry

In his mind, you matter more.

Myung-gi:

Wanted to keep playing the games but when he figured out you were there he voted for X as he wanted anything but for you to be dead or hurt

Will literally kill anyone who bad mouths you (that one scene when he killed Thanos because he said something about Jun-hee 🤭 rip Thanos 😞)

Doesn’t let you leave his sight for a second

During the special game where the lights went out and everyone was killing each other he just kept you behind him the entire time

Boy was ready to risk his life for you 😭

If you get separated during a game he will probably scold you out of worry before realizing that he’s literally yelling at you for something you couldn’t control

You better believe he won’t let you get separated from him again

Hyun-ju:

Girl would do absolutely anything to keep you alive

Holds your hand 24/7

You guys are NOT getting separated

Doesn’t care about herself

As long as you’re alive she’s ok

Would absolutely crash out if anything happened to you

If you wanted to join the revolt with them she would tell you no instantly

Because if you ended up dying and it was her fault she would never forgive herself

Can’t sleep because she wants to watch over you pt.2 😢

a/n: I hope you guys liked this!! I know I say that requests are closed rn but I will take requests for hcs !! Not for a singular character but if it’s for multiple characters I will gladly write it !!

[loveandleases]

Cam and MC marrying without telling anyone except Aunt Em and G (they're the witnesses), just going to sign the papers, celebrate and then posting a pic of their hands doing a heart showing off the golden rings 💍

Chris 💩 and Co reaction?

Yay for angst. (I only did a reaction for Chris and Jade because any more trash and I’d owe a disposal fee. 😏) 💩 Chris: Pacing, they're pacing. Over and over to the point their feet ache and they worry the carpet will begin to show the signs of their frenzy. How many times have they looked at that photo? Five, no, ten? It's not enough, it's never enough. Chris growls, fist clenched as they slam it against their door, in hope that this pain will outweigh the hollow ache in their chest. It doesn't work. It never fucking works. It burrows, deeper, trying to claw its way out of their throat, threatening to spill over in wet, humiliating tears. "How could they..." The words die on their lips, heavy and jagged. The fight to say them is too pathetic, too painful. Another punch, another clench of teeth. The stinging pain in their hand begging for attention, denied once more. Denied like the acknowledgment of the ache that's tearing them up inside.

"Think, think damn it," Chris' voice shakes, an edge of desperation leaking through as they begin to bite on their nails. Teeth pulling at the skins of their fingers like a nervous habit. "There's still time to have it annulled. I just need to get to them."

That's all Chris needs: time. Just enough to undo this mistake. Because it has to be a mistake.

I know you, I know.

Another wrinkle in Chris' otherwise perfect life. Wrinkles that started when you showed up. When you wormed your way inside and made them feel things they weren't supposed to. Nothing is going to plan. 💀Jade -

She doesn’t say anything at first,her silence cuts far deeper than her words could.Instead, her attention drifts to her manicure. She stretches her fingers out, inspecting them with the utmost care. A cold smile pulling at her lips as her dark eyes take in their color. White, how fitting. For a moment, she wonders what you wore. White, doubtful. It's too classy for you. There—a slight chip at the edge of her acrylic. She clicks her tongue softly, an expression of disappointment entirely unrelated to the news she’s just heard. "Tsk. Can’t they do anything right?"

Internally, she seethes. It’s a slow, simmering fury, kept carefully beneath the surface. She’s not the type to explode; no, Jade’s anger is colder, more calculated. She ignores Chris’s pacing and furious glares as if they're no more than background noise. A tantrum, really. How hard is it to stay still, to know your place, to behave?

This isn’t just a problem for her—or even for Chris. It’s bigger than that. Chris is a Clarke. That name carries weight, meaning, power. And no matter how much Cam says he doesn’t care about it, the reality is, he’s tied to it and now so are you.

Externally, she behaves as though someone has told her there’s a chance of rain tomorrow. Actually, no—that’s not fair. She’d look more affronted by the rain.

There’s always a calm before the storm, that deceptive quiet that makes you think you’re safe. That’s the space Jade inhabits now, a porcelain veneer masking the storm beneath. She feels the challenge in this, the audacity of it. Always seeking to outdo her, to claim the spotlight. Just like before. Now, that simply won't do. Will it?

She rises smoothly, not sparing Chris so much as a glance. Let them have their tantrum, and the next one if it comes to it. Which it usually does. One of them has to handle the situation. With that thought, she reaches for her phone, her voice sickeningly sweet when she speaks. "Well, if it isn't my favorite..."

[msnova-scotia]

Thinking about Lydia Barkrock, and how her entire party was killed during a mission. How she not only had to plunge a soul gem into her heart, but was constantly in a state of rage to keep a devil trapped inside the gem. And how she had to make her way all the way back home by herself, all without the ability to walk. Maybe in this new constant state of rage, she got angered at every little thing. The bars she wrecked on the way back, picking in a fight with anyone and everyone. The inn rooms she left a mess because she couldn’t even sleep and enjoy the room. Days, maybe even weeks later, finally making it home to a young Ragh.

Snapping at him for the first time since she got home, and seeing terror in his eyes, knowing she caused him to feel afraid of her more than he ever has before. Realizing she can’t keep doing this, she can’t keep letting her rage control her. She works on her anger management, harder than anything she’s ever applied herself towards before. Ragh flinching every time she loses her temper again.

Lydia realizes she can’t even show her anger anymore because of how scared her son is every time she gets angry, fearing that it’ll be directed towards him again. So she starts walking on eggshells around him, and everyone else in her life so they don’t ever feel afraid of her again. She can’t handle seeing them look at her like that, like she’s a monster. Can’t they see she’s doing this to keep everyone safe from Bakur? No, no they can’t. They weren’t there

Everyone else who was there, never came home. She’s the only one who knows the true evil that she holds inside the gem, inside her own body, every day. They’ll never understand. So she steels herself again, making sure everything she does is controlled. Her actions are rigid, tight, planned. Nothing she does anymore is on a whim or impulsive, otherwise she risks her anger getting the best of her again

And it works, she’s the best mom ever (according to her son). She does everything right, and he stops being afraid of her. Every now and then she can’t help but notice an occasional involuntary flinch from him, one that he feels ashamed for even letting happen. But they talk about it, they work on communication so Ragh knows she’s not mad at him, that he never will be again, not like before at least.

One can imagine how difficult it must have been for Lydia to keep her cool when she was killed by Kalina. Not only dying, but finding out that she’s been in a clone this whole time. Has it been this whole time? Arthur never told her she was in a clone, nor did she have any memory of ever agreeing to something like this. How long had it been that she was kept hidden away?

It had been a long time since she had felt this angry, being left in the dark like this. All Lydia wanted to do was bite and hit and smash and break and ki-

No!

She can’t let her emotions control her. It doesn’t matter how mad she is, she has to stay in control. Even if Arthur does deserve a beating. So she smiles, she thanks Arthur for doing what he did, because it means she’s still alive another day to hug her son.

Then almost a year later, the Bad Kids are investigating a dead god, the same one Bakur was trying to raise all those years ago. And in their investigating, they come to her. “We think we can remove the gem from your body,” they tell her. So she agrees, trying not to let her hopes up too much. It almost goes badly, she feels for the briefest of seconds that this is a mistake, that she’s about to die, but at the last second she feels it. The gem comes out, and it stays sealed. Bakur still trapped inside.

For the first time in years, she comes out of her rage and it’s the biggest relief of her life. She cries. Lydia cries more than she ever has, because she knows she can rest. She can finally feel her emotions again without fear of losing control, without fear that Bakur will escape, without fear of hurting her son.

That night, Lydia sleeps. She can finally sleep. It’s the best night’s rest she’s ever had, and though she had forgotten what it was like, Lydia dreams again as well

[adilqalbi]

Die With A Smile

pairing: dmitrylane (heaven's secret requiem)

summary: dmitry's thoughts after saving lane from drowning.

trigger warnings: thoughts about death

author's note: hi! this is a secret santa gift for @lanesrequiem ! i hope you like this!

additional author's note: fun fact, this is my first time writing for dmitrylane lmaoo, i hope it is good

additional additional author's note: a huge thank you to @davids-little-witch , @astarotha and @ivomartins for proofreading! I appreciate y'all so much!

Dmitry let out a heavy sigh, running his right hand through his already ruffled hair as his left clutched at the camera. The green light was long gone, and no matter how much he fiddled with the contraption, it didn’t seem to want to work.

He shivered thinking back on the ice cold water that he had to endure to save the camera. His hand paused in his hair. Did he really only wanted to save the camera? No, his first worry had been about Lane. He had to save Lane, first and foremost. Of course it was because she was an important part of the squad. Without her, the Book of the Apocalypse would not be translated. Yeah. That was it. 

She was important to the squad. 

Right. Just important to the squad. 

Dmitry sighed again, and more or less threw the broken camera into a drawer. He had given up on salvaging it. 

He moved towards the window, and looked out at the estate’s courtyard. 

The night was dark, it must have been nearing 2 am. If not later. Rotkov was quiet. It was always too quiet. He had to get the squad out of there soon. 

He looked over his shoulder, at his now empty desk where the camera laid. No, it wasn’t important to save the camera. It was important to save Lane. 

Who was he kidding, anyway. It was always about saving Lane. He couldn’t let her go, not when she seemed like the only person who seemed to understand him. 

Of  course, he had always had Anna, who did understand him to a certain extent, but he never could open up to her entirely. He had to be the shoulder she could cry on, he had to be there for her. It’s not like he hated Anna for it. He loved her obviously, but, after his father’s death…his duty to be the stronger one out of the siblings had amplified. He missed having someone to rely on. Someone who could understand his worries and flaws and fears and still love him nonetheless.

He had to take on the role of the General for the rest of the squad. He had to make the important decisions for everyone. Who would patrol where and with whom? What kind of security should be implemented during the night? How do the rations get divided? How do interpersonal conflicts get resolved? What is the best course of action if someone gets injured? How does he save everyone from dying? 

He was terrified of making a mistake. 

Wasn’t Lane similar? Stuck in some kind of coma for three years, how did she survive the sinking of the Siberia base? She had barely any memory of her past life. No one trusted her. She had to fight everyday to gain people’s warmth. How cold must she feel, as she wakes up every day and eats her food alone in a corner, always listening to the squad’s chatter but rarely chiming in?

He wanted to hide her from the suspicious gazes, save her from the abominations. He wanted to be a shield against everything that Lane dreaded. He would throw himself at anything and everything that  could hurt her. She would be safe, he would make sure of it. 

Dmitry thought back to the moment when Lane jumped into the water. He had been replaying it in his head constantly, wondering what he could have done differently. Maybe, if he had been faster, he could have caught the camera before Lane and then maybe he would have fallen into the water. 

He rubbed the bridge of his nose. He should have been the one to fall. How could he have let Lane get so close to dying? What kind of a leader would that make him?

A pause. 

Would Lane trust him to protect her? Would she come to him for her worries? What if she hated him for almost letting her die?

What if he wasn’t good enough for her?

Dmitry looked up at the Rotkov sky. Dark clouds hid the full moon. Only a flickering streetlight gave any sort of illumination. Standing there, in his cold office room, all alone, Dmitry made a promise. 

Whatever happened to them next, Dmitry would always stay close to Lane. He would never let harm come near. He would do everything in his power to protect Lane. Lane. His Lane. 

He would die for her with a smile on his face.

[savemehannibal]

ADDING TO THIS (im appreciative of all fic writers. I just love Abigail content, and talking about her place in all of this, and my fascination with the two men around her who have put her in this situation! A lot of this is just headcanons and a deepdive into what I think about it :3 )

Will craved a sense of normalcy between the balance of who he really was and the father he tried to make himself believe he could be. Hannibal was the first person to really see him in a way no one else could, and that set off the first switch in him, all the plots for revenge, all the yearning, the two becoming one.

Hannibal is fully infatuated with Will in the sense that they are two sides of the same coin, and Will can understand his perspective. He wants him, and he yearns for Will specifically. Abigail was a pawn to fully control Wills want of normalcy.

(TRUST ME IM GETTING SOMEWHERE)

And then there's Abigail, who is used as a chess piece, a pawn, bait. She's the final "prize" in Mizumono, the puzzle peice falling into place, and the ticket for both of Wills wants and a trap for Hannibals desires of giving him the whole "teacup falling into place, you've come so far etc".

Obviously this doesn't pan out........

Abigail dies.

But what i think is, would there be a scenario where she was able to live longer than her 20s?

Would there be an instance where her own empathy, were to get in the way of the men who claim to be her new father's only for them to be what could be described as the "better paint job" of the old one.

Time did reverse (teacup) in Mizumono, and Abigail had the same fate as she did in ep 1, Hannibal replicating her father slicing her and Will was given her mother's fate (with better chances to live, more done to remeber the hurt he caused Hannibal)

Would she be given the same fate, over and over.

Even with all the manipulative therapy she was given in her times in hiding, what would be enough to break her out of it. Or is she truly broken.

Say in an outcome where Will decides to leave, makes an excuse as not to do the raid as "he's not ready" eg: some form of lie to get out of it and runs away with Hannibal and Abigail.

Would she be Abigail, or would she just be a replica of the mold Hannibal wants her to be.

I think Will would notice there was something doll like about Abigail . If she were to cry, it would almost look like a crack of an eggshell.

Will would eventually say something to Hannibal, and Hannibal would give a half assed response,

"Oh Will, your tendency to worry just shows how well you're adjusting to fatherhood. She's fine," but he knows she's not fine. He has nightmares about it.

He tries to take Abigail fishing, and she seems a bit more relaxed, maybe, but as soon as they've gotta gut the fish is when she turns whiter, sickly. But she does it, she was trained to.

Her studies she attends she tries hard but the panic attacks keep coming back at random, she doesn't have a clue why, she doesn't want to talk with Hannibal about it so she seeks out different advice.

Imagine her having to be secretive about seeing a different counselor with her university, her being nervous about if and when they find out.

As op was saying in their post, what clicks for her when she realises shes in the same spot as she was with her father. What would drive her to seek religious response? Could she hide it well?

How could she live with the devil and ask for forgiveness.

Would Hannibal hurt her to get back at Will? Could she die due to an argument. Could Hannibal ever show warmth to Abigail? Could she ever have a father who cared about her first before anything else.

Was she doomed to be a daughter and never live to be anything else.

Would Wills concern stay on her too long and would Hannibal notice. Would that be a danger.

If she were to get away, where would she go, she can't go. It's not allowed.

Is she scared to write in a journal?

What does she say in prayer?

Does she want to say something to Will but worries what side he's on.

I feel the cruelest fate is for her to live on :(

(I love her my poor meow meow. Just some things I think about)

It's such a pet peeve of mine that many of the Hannibal fics that include Abigail have her portrayed as a Hannibal/Will 2.0. There's so much to explore with her canon guilt towards her victims, her gentleness that is always so overlooked because of her defensive exterior, but instead she's moulded into the perfect hannigram lovechild. Even outside of canon, she's simply an extension to these men.

Give me kind Abigail. Give me an Abigail who flees with Will and Hannibal to Florence. Who realises she's in the exact same spot she was a couple of years ago. Give me guilt-ridden Abigail who repeatedly apologizes after every meal, who frequents the church everyday and begs for forgiveness. Give me selfless Abigail, whose new classmates think she's cold and mean for keeping her distance, when in reality she can't bear the thought of seeing one of her peers on a missing poster.

There's just so much potential

[isavulpix]

Eyes Don't Lie (Part 1)

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Eyes Dont Lie Materlist (Coming soon)

Part 2 | Part 3 |

Warnings: English isn't my first language so there will be mistakes, I haven't read a DC comic so the characters may be a bit OOC.

I hope yall like and enjoy it <3

isavulpix masterlist

It was one of those days in Gotham elementary school, the season flu was active, and some parents didn’t care about it. Sending their sick kids to school, it reminded you of your own school years. You weren’t the kind to get sick often, but when you did it was bad. Though, school and grades where way too important than a virus in your body.

So, you had double work, beside teaching and taking care of the kiddos, you had to make sure that the kids didn’t get to close to the sick kids. You can manage anything, from kids fighting about a toy to parents demanding their kids to have A’s. But you certainly didn’t want a full class of sick kids, the universe can’t be that cruel...

Jason’s was working on one of his bikes, his been doing this from very early in the morning. The same nightmares coming to hunt him, he learned that it was better to not fight it and just accept that he won’t be able to get drop of rest.

He cleans the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand when his stomach remembers him that he hasn’t touch food since the day before. He takes the cue and gets ready for the day, taking a hot shower and heating up an instant food that will surely taste like shit. While the food does circle in a box with small amount of radiation, he looks at his phone for the first time in the day. He first looks at the hour it was 2:37 pm, he must have lost the scene of time while in the garage. Then he looks at the notifications, emails about subscriptions he always forgets to cancel, a news of Mr. Freeze again being beat up by Batman and Robin, and some messages from his family that he decided to ignore for now. They didn’t look urgent, what he does read is the only text he has from Roy.

>> Hey dude, I’m in a last-minute mission so I need you to pick up Lian from school. She comes out at 3 pm, don’t be late…she hates it and will make you pay.

Jason smirks at the text, Lian is the only little kid he can tolerate to be more than 10 minutes around. Maybe he will take her out for ice cream to win points for the best uncle title, he was sure he will win against Dick. Jason looks at the time again and his eyes widen, its already 3:00 pm he needs to move fast. He stops the microwave and prints to the garage; he was putting on his helmet when he remembers he can drive with Lian as a passenger and decides to drive to the Manor to switch from the bike to one of the SUV.

In the car he looks again at the time and curses, its 3:30 pm, he was more than late. Lian will not let this go for the end of times, and her old ass teacher most likely will scold his ear off about it. God how he hates teachers, really any form of authority…

You sigh as you look at the time for the million time, it was 3:46 pm and Lian dad hasn’t picked her up which was rare of him. Roy harper was one of the first to pick up his little girl, you where sure that if you let him, he would stay all day here with her. You often heard bad things about him, most things you only would classify as rumors from moms that where peak in high school and crashed in reality after it. God, how you hate parents like that, it was better to drink raw eggs than to deal with them.

Taking a glance at Lian to rest your eyes from the work you were doing in the laptop you see her drawing in a piece of paper you gave her earlier, so she won’t “Die from boredom”. “That a pretty drawing your making, who are the people?” You could pin pont that the red head stick was her father, but the rest was hard to say.

“This is Uncle Dick” Lian points at the black hair guy that was in a cable…in the air? “And this is Jay” She points at the bigger guy with white in his hair and a scowl on his face. Her grandpa? Wait no, if it was, she would have said it. Oh right, you heard some moms talking about a guy called Jason, maybe they are the same person? If you remember the rumors correctly, he was the partner of her dad. Maybe Roy harper likes older men? You almost laugh at the idea, obviously your mind being exaggerating and imagining Roy with a wrinkly old man.

The door of your classroom opens, and your eyes widen, it was a guy…a handsome one…too handsome, like crafted to be one of those sculptures. He is tall pretty tall in fact, surely 6’0 or a bit more, black hair with some white stripes…wait hold on. White stripes? Like Lian drawing? THIS IS JAY? JASON? ROY PARTNER? DAMN. Roy Harper is a lucky bastard.

You watch the man don’t even glance at you and beeline to Lian. No yeah, don’t even offer a good evening and sorry for being late man. Though you can find in your heart to late it slide this once because 1. The sole presence of that msn in earth is a gift, and 2. Lian looks to be ready to bring him hell.

Jason looks at the pouting Lian and knows he isn’t wining points today, but he does have to admit that she looks cute with the uncoordinated pigtails and the pout. After promising her some ice cream for his lateness and tickling her tummy so the frown goes away he and sending her to pack and get her stuff he prepares himself to face her teacher. He turns around to face you and the words he practiced in the car got stuck in his throat. You aren’t an old hag, not even close. Since when teachers are hot? In his time teachers were ugly.

But you? YOU ARE DIVINE, GORGEUS, like one of those people authors take reference to describe their protagonist. Wait...what’s happening to him? Is this some kind of spell? He can’t be thinking like this, well he can but this is Lian teacher he can’t…but then you smile at him, and he is goner. Fuck, pretty face and pretty smile, a killer combo.

You smile at the man feeling a bit awkward since he is just looking at you with a scowl in his face. Don’t tell me he is the time of parent that jokes that the time of the school ending should be 4: 00 pm or you will lose it.

Jaason finally arrives back to earth and clears his throat. “Uh sorry about the time..got stuck in traffic…” He looks at your eyes and something feels weird, not bad…but a sensation he can’t describe almost like his body…turning less tense?

You know the man is lying, the reason why pick up for the smaller kids is at 2:00 pm is to avoid traffic. “Don’t worry, I stay after hours anyways.” Usually, you would have been stricter about it, but for some reason you let it slide.

Jason thinks that teachers aren’t that bad after all, or maybe it only applies to you. Teachers like you where quite rare, he remembers that one of his English teachers where out of the school before the kids. He hopes you get paid well, maybe he can get Tim to hack Gotham’s School Bank account and raise your pay… “Thank, and sorry again. I um, my name is Jason” He offers his hand at you, and you shake it.

How soft. How rough.

He and Lian say your goodbyes and leave the cozy classroom, Lian talking his ear off about what she did that day, but he finds himself looking back at you and notices that something changed in your eyes...they seem less shining? Maybe he is finally presenting dementia.

Jason takes Lian to the nearest Carvel and lets her decide on her ice cream if she won’t tell Roy about his tardiness. He doesn’t want to get his picking-her-up privileges revoked…So, now he eats some brownie ice cream while Lian talks about random things like how your favorite color changes often because you like all of them. Thing that he found peculiar but cute.

[goddessofroyalty]

in the zaun family au, how does viktor's side of the family cope knowing he'll probably die young? like, before turning his body into a machine more or less they Know it will probably happen. i feel like some of them might try and pretend its Not Happening At All (jinx, mylo and vi maybe?), others work through the despair (vander and silco imo) and that leaves us with claggor and isha, who hold it together by virtue of being even-tempered (claggor) and a ChildTM (isha lol)

Silco is very much in a rage space about it. He's is infuriated that Piltover's pollution is costing his brilliant son half his life and he's making damn sure that Piltover knows it as well. He's always been mad about it but as Viktor's illness progresses he gets even more so and does get less patient with Piltover dragging their feet in terms of doing more to fix it. While also putting pressure on Singed to see if there's anything that can be done to save his son (Viktor and Singed do figure out the Replace With Machinery plan so does work).

Vander is more just in the grief and despair space. It's a terrible thing for a parent to bury their child and he's loosing Viktor too soon. He feels useless because there's nothing he can do but watch as his son fades away.

I think all the kids kind of swing between pretending it's Not Happening and being similarly distraught. They're trying to put on a brave face because they don't want Viktor to know they're worried or scared but he's been around their whole lives and despite the fact he moved to Piltover when he was a teenager still is someone they don't know what they'd do without.

Jinx is probably taking it the hardest because he's her science-buddy - the only other person in the family who truly understands her when she talks about her inventions. What's she meant to do when she gets stuck and he's not there to be a second set of eyes or suggest a possible solution? She's acting out and also being especially clingy to Viktor.

Isha's still a bit too young to fully understand. She's picking things up from the others so knows that they're worried and sad and it's about Viktor but she doesn't understand why exactly it is or what it means. But she's clingy to him as well because everyone else is and she doesn't want to miss out.

[lostfracturess]

Hey, I was wondering that can you make a headcanons about both s&c and r&r reader?

Like the one you made for Gojo and Geto...

I know we are supposed to imagine ourselves in their place (that's why they don't have names), but as more the story goes on, their separate ways get more interfere with each other and it would really help us to imagine them better in the story.

(Anything from hair style, hair color, their personality, what they like or dislike, some childhood memories or some random facts??? )

soo okay this has been sitting in my inbox for quite a while bc i was hesitant to write anything so i'll just post it under the cut bc i really don't want to destroy the image readers might have of them? but here's more about their childhood, habits, appearances and what they like and dislike. feel free to ignore.

r&r reader

was always really good at art in school, like her art teachers were always super impressed and kept telling her she should do something with it. she was especially good at painting landscapes and nature.

won some art competitions but never made a big deal out of it. now she just paints late at night in her dorm room and hides everything under her bed (kinda feels stupid about it but can't stop).

picked law school basically by flipping a coin between a few practical careers. could've been business or engineering or whatever, just wanted something safe.

she likes rainy days when she can just paint and not feel guilty about not going outside. but she hates when her paint water and tea mug look too similar.

she also likes those really specific art documentaries on youtube that only have like 200 views.

her dad loves sudoku and always sits at their tiny kitchen table doing them before work. she picked up the habit and now does them during lunch breaks when she's trying to avoid chad at the firm.

has these really cozy memories of lazy sunday afternoons in her parents' living room with her dad doing sudoku and her mom and her crocheting while watching some movies on tv.

got an older brother in osaka who's basically why she knows so much about sports. they used to play soccer all the time when they were kids, probably why she's so good at sports now too.

started playing darts when she started visiting bars with friends and she was a natural talent somehow and even has a small darts friends group at some bars across tokyo.

has this really old sweatshirt from her brother's high school soccer team that she wears when she's painting even though it's basically more paint than fabric now.

she still calls him every week to keep up with life and sports and he sends her random sports memes at 2am.

broke her arm twice as a kid cause she's clumsy and all. that's also why she kinda hates hospitals and doctors now and fluorescent lighting in general.

can't deal with small and dark spaces.

and she really hates networking events at the law firm where everyone's trying too hard and small talk about the weather just to fill silence.

and she always hated group projects at school because she'd do most of the work while others got good marks too without doing much.

and she hates mondays, bc let's be real, who likes them.

in high school, she joined the school newspaper club mostly as an excuse to skip class for interviews and event coverage. but she was actually really good at it and her writing skills are now very useful in law.

keeps buying plants for her dorm room even though they always die (except these sad little succulents she named after painters).

loves fairy lights and has a ton of them in her room and hates if someone uses the "big light" and not the cozy lights.

overall her room's a bit messy but her desk is like perfectly neat bc she has to keep it organized or she'd never get any law work done.

stress bakes in the middle of the night before exams. makes these really good chocolate chip cookies but always burns like half the batch cause she gets distracted reading case files.

but when she doesn't burn her cookies and cakes, they're actually so delicious. suguru will love them.

basically lives off of convenience store food but acts like she's got her life together whenever her mom asks.

listens to music 24/7 and always wears her over-ear headphones while drawing.

actually really good at giving legal advice to her friends but still doubts if she's cut out for being a lawyer.

rarely wears makeup but always paints her nails.

dark hair that's like shoulder length, always falling in her face when she's trying to study. light green eyes. and she's quite tall (even a bit taller than chad. chad hates that fact.)

she loves that suguru is even more taller than her and can easily still kiss the top of her head. which he does. often.

s&c reader

grew up basically living in the hospital as her dad was chief of neurosurgery and her mom worked in hospital administration.

spent her early years in the hospital's childcare and later just hung around after school because both parents worked long hours. her dad would explain MRI scans to her like they were picture books in his breaks.

has had chronic migraines since childhood, inherited from her mother's side. she tried many different preventative meds but the side effects were always too severe so she had to live with it.

it's also why she gets easily overwhelmed by sensory details and hates loud places because they often lead to migraines.

got this small scar on her left forearm from when she was eight from when she tried to practice surgical stitches on herself after watching her dad operate from the gallery.

satoru was very worried when he first discovered them, and even more so when he heard the story behind.

she's an only child and her parents they were loving but not around much. she can't really resent them tho because when they did spend time together, it was always quality time.

like she remembers this one time her dad took a whole day off just to teach her how to ride a bike. kept falling but he was so patient, wouldn't give up until she got it.

or the time he cancelled a non-emergency surgery at the last minute to come to her school science fair. she still has the yellow ribbon she won.

she and her mother went to the local u-pick strawberry fields every sunday in summer and bake strawberry cakes, and they had an annual pass to the city aquarium, which they often visited.

a therapist would still say she'd experienced child neglect, but she is not really aware of that herself. which is funny bc she sees is so clearly with satoru.

overall her own feelings are often like a big void she doesn't understand and cannot describe.

learned chess really young and would spend hours playing against herself until her dad came home from surgery and then played with her while telling her about his interesting cases of that day.

was initially pretty scared of hospitals as a kid with all the sickness and death in the halls, but it was either that or be alone at home.

she never really considered being anything other than a surgeon.

she still has this old stethoscope her dad gave her when when she was little.

her mother quit her job when her father passed away and they lived on savings because her mother is unable to work. that's also why she's now relying on the scholarship at university.

she had a wild party time after her father died. she rarely speaks about that time.

learned independence really young out of necessity but is absolutely terrible at cooking, like she can barely make instant ramen without messing it up.

terrible sleep schedule since childhood. that's also why he has quite noticeable dark circles all the time.

she has not much friends but very close ones.

she's like so bad at sport. even in school it was like her worst subject. she hated it with her whole life.

was in the chemistry club at school, and she and her nerd friends were bullied at one point in her schooling until she just went straight up to the girl who was bullying them and slapped her across the face. the principal called her parents in afterwards.

she really loves when her med gloves fit perfectly, scary movies, the first bloom of spring flowers and fresh snow.

like there’s something magical about the way the world feels quieter and gentler under a fresh blanket of snow. and she loves the way snowflakes stick to satoru's eyelashes but she hates the sound of snow crunching under her boots.

still plays pokemon on her old gameboy sometimes and has apparently a lot of games that all still work.

collects postcards from cities she's been to and always sends one to friends when she's been somewhere and loves receiving them.

she has dark ash blonde, long hair that she usually keeps tied back or braided for practical reasons. grayish eyes.

she cuts her own hair and it's always a little askew, but with braids you don't really notice.

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[id0what1want]

It's kind of strange to me that I don't see more Michael lovers.

Michael Ole is a character that definitely isn't perfect by any means, but every character in Jentry has flaws. It's strange to me that people are a lot more critical of Michael's flaws than they are of Kit's.

Michael does not get the same screentime that Kit does and there is also the added factor of Kit dying at the end of his arc, making it so Kit dies a martyr instead of actually having to face the consequences of his actions.

We now have the mental image of Kit dying for Jentry in a brave and selfless action.

Except

Michael has the strength to live for Jentry. Michael has lost his house and his job to Jentry's powers and still accepts them as part of her. Michael doesn't change himself to be with Jentry and has interests outside of Jentry. Michael makes mistakes and fucks up, but he doesn't essentially commit suic*de the first time he and Jentry have a big fight.

Michael of course isn't perfect. He's a teenager, he's messy in relationships and struggles to communicate well. When they break up, he rebounds on another girl. He hurt Stella. He also didn't k*ll himself. He owns up to his actions. He lives with his consequences.

The reason why we're supposed to like Michael isn't because he doesn't do as much for Jentry as Kit did, it's because Michael handles his problems with growth rather than selfishness. Kit dying for Jentry was not for Jentry. Kit wanting to be human was not for Jentry. He would rather die than live with the fact that he fucked up. It's unfair to Jentry.

Michael wants to help Jentry because above all else they are friends. There are romantic undertones, yes, but Michael doesn't get anything out of their relationship the same way that Kit does. In fact, people forget that Michael has ALSO sacrificed for Jentry. He has ALSO risked his life time and time again for her.

It's definitely not that I hate Kit. Kit is my favorite character. I wholeheartedly believe that in terms of Kit and Jentry, Kit needs to take a page from Michael's book and grow rather than change himself on a dime. Kit's apology should not have been his death. It makes it so he escapes all responsibility for what he did. Dying is easy, living is harder.

Had Michael died for whatever reason, his actions would also be seen more favorably because of the martyr affect.

I am personally very refreshed that the canon choice in the male leads goes to the healthier option, and even more refreshed that the choice in the love triangle went to the lead with the darker skin tone. Black characters are often cursed with second lead syndrome, if they even get a romantic interest at all. It's also rare for characters of dark skin tones to get with the lighter skinned female lead, interracial relationships in a YA setting are incredibly rare. Jentry Chau already does amazing for having Jentry's love triangle options not being 'very white All-American guy' and 'slightly tanner troubled bad boy but is still very much white'. I would like to note that I am still annoyed that Michael's arc didn't get nearly the attention/time Kit's did and that Stella got sidelined so hard.

I am also still finding it strange, despite all the reasons I listed as possible explanations, that Michael's mistakes are received so harshly in comparison to Kit's reception. Michael committed the crime of teenage drama and Kit is guilty of stalking, attempted murder, and accounts of actual murder. Do I stand with my problematic wife? Yes, I really like Kit. Do I think Jentry is totally valid for not wanting to date a guy that stalked her in favor of a guy whose worst crime is breaking up with his girlfriend? Yes! I personally have been stalked before. Jentry extending the olive branch of friendship is already phenomenal, she is totally right for not wanting a relationship. Michael is very safe in comparison to Kit, and eliminating the factor of normalcy, Michael has never shown any intent of violence/danger towards Jentry.

I also have a theory that if the cast was gender swapped, and Kit acted the way he did towards Jentry, the fanbase would have been harsher in his reception. It strikes me as the same phenomenon where a light-skinned male can exhibit traits of autism and be excused where a female person with autism will act the same way and be considered a bitch. This is mostly theoretical, but it does tie back to Michael; if Kit had dark skin or if Michael acted the way Kit did, would the fanbase be harsher for his instances of violence?

There is the argument that Kit is Korean and thus also a minority, so Michael's race doesn't tie into his less enthused reception. While I would like to say that people make their assumptions solely on their actions, those numbers just don't add up AND it erases the impact Michael being black in the first place has on his character. Echo Wu stated in the Spilling the Milk livestream that she needed an All-American jock character, what was stopping her from making Michael a white boy quarterback? Michael's race and heritage adds dimension to his character past variation in the skin tone roster, people forcing Michael into the role of a jock gains further implication because people tend to force the view that black characters and black people as being physically stronger/more athletic. Black characters are not often portrayed to have nerdy interests like anime, band (specifically instruments that AREN'T percussion), or any kind of intellectual hobby. In-universe, Michael's race is important to his character and affects how he is perceived, why would that suddenly become false to his reception in the real world? The real world where racism DEFINITELY doesn't exist anymore, and subconscious racial bias is DEFINITELY dead.

I am NOT saying if you are team Kit that you are racist, PLEASE do not let that be the takeaway. This post was simply made because I was surprised nobody had pointed this out already and I think these conversations are important to have and consider instead of pretending these trends don't exist. I also love Michael, and I wish that I saw more people talk about him

[she-ra-ra-skirt]

I'm Generation X, and my parents are Baby Boomer home owners in the UK and for various reasons I rent.

My parents are getting old, so we've talked about inheritance and how they want me to buy a home with the money they leave me, so I'd be secure ie not have a scumbag landlord screwing me over all the time.

But this got me really curious. There's a huge swathe of Baby Boomers who own homes, in fact, I think it's rare for them not to due to income vs house prices for them. So as they start to die, what happens to the property market? The people who inherit will be Generation X, if they have descendants, which is likely due to the social pressures they were under, so what will they do with the properties.

I'm convinced it's the Baby Boomers who keep the housing prices high and refuse to sell their houses at reasonable costs but what about the Generation Xers, who have often be screwed over by the housing market and may have lost everything in the 2008 crash as they still had a mortgage.

Will the Generation Xers who inherit houses but already have their own rent them out at affordable prices? Or will they get instantly corrupted by owning a house outright and now being in the position of their parents? Will we look a the next generation and say this is unsustainable, we need to do something about it and band together to fix rents until wages catch up, even if that's never?

If I inherit a house that has no mortgage, technically anything I sell it for is complete profit, so even after paying taxes, the money is still something I didn't have before, so would I suddenly be like, wait, I can sell this for a reasonable price, and still walk away with a shit tonne of money?

My Baby Boomer landlady told me that it's not worth her selling the house I'm renting. So I worked it out. She probably bought it for about £20k and now wants £250k for it 30 odd years later. It's not worth that much, but she won't take say £150k as she'd have to pay half in tax.

If she sold her house for £150k, paid half in tax, and deducted the original cost of the house, she'd still clear £55k. But that's not enough for her.

£55,000 is not enough money for my greedy bitch landlady. Will her children, Generation Xers, think the same way as her, continuing to fuck both the homeowner market or the rental market by wanting rent according to their own valuation of the property?

I don't see a solution to this situation at all, and it's only getting worse. Our government does force housing developers to have a certain percentage of new builds be affordable, but of course, they're really hard to get and are very limited and everyone who bought their house hates you, as you're bringing down the value of their house by being 'scum'.

as with so many american domestic policy sins, californians ofc are subjected to it in an especially acute and vivid form, but it is a general truth that the suffering of renters/homeseekers-as-a-class is the fault of property-owners-as-a-class. why are rents here so fucking bad? why are housing prices so ridiculous? bc the property values are high! why are the property values high? bc the propertied want it that way! they fight for their defining investment, and they win—again, and again, and again. theres a temptation to work thru the explanation here at finer levels of granularity: single-family homeowner activists fight to artificially restrict supply, thus increasing the value of their main investment; landlords essentially collude to continually inflate rents, leading to cartel pricing. but in addition to being more specific and thus more dubious, these lower level explanations occlude the very direct and fully general conflict obviously at work: maybe some careful mixture of affordable housing and suburban protectionism can reduce low-grade unit costs while boosting upscale home values by insulating the two markets from one another; maybe individual landlords can be enticed to defect from the collusion out of pure self interest and thus undermine the rent hike death spiral. but you CANNOT make rents and prices go down while having the property values go up. impossible. rock too big for god to lift. if its not definitionally impossible then its one rung up on the analytic-to-synthetic ladder

and yet!! every time i see politicians and pundits talk abt the homeownership rate (ie, the rate of belonging to the propertied class), its about "oh no its not high enough this is so sad we must do smth :(" or "we are fighting to make homeownership a possibility for marginalisxd folksx! ^^". to whose benefit is (gradually) increasing the homeownership rate supposed to be? not the currently existing homeowners, bc it is impossible without marginal detriment to their idol the bottom line. not, in the near term, the currently existing non-homeowners, bc the inevitably gradual pace of the additions to the ranks of the propertied supposed to be induced by the measures proposed means for the time being the main effect for most will be to further entrench the political power of the class primarily responsible for fucking them like a dog. and besides, whats the promise here, ultimately: "your current situation might suck, but if you are one of our lucky beneficiaries, you just might get to join the ranks of those responsible for it!"

fuck you. by every step the homeowner population diminishes, there is one fewer member of the bloc to vote and fight on its behalf. shrink the leech until its small and weak enough to wrench from the body it parasitises

[flfverse]

i’m curious about the consensus on mt lady rn 👀 i currently don’t have any more concrete plans for her but i do want her to show up again later since i’ve established her and hawks’s whole…thing

she’s interesting to me in canon bc i think she’s supposed to come off as very ditzy and obsessed with her image over actual heroics, but there’s something to be said about how image IS really important in hero society, especially for a young woman, so she’s kind of working within the bounds of the system. but at the same time, she’s in the top 30, which definitely didn’t happen on popularity alone. and ofc i’m not caught up the anime, let alone the manga, so i don’t know if/how the war arc changes her, but regardless i think it would be interesting to see her grow.

especially because in this au i do have every intention of hawks’s story changing hero society—still not sure how exactly, but i think popularity rankings at the very least would go away. and since mt lady is a character who is very focused on making the current system work to her advantage, i’d be curious how she fares after that

[cawsket]

The moral of the arcane season two act three is that if you're suicidal you should just go ahead and kill yourself

[brionysea]

if stranger things 5 comes out and they're like 'omg! the upside down has been a product of someone's dark and twisted mind this whole time! it's... WILL!' I'll immediately lose interest

[deathbyotpin123]

All of this but also I love how the show has been preparing us for these two episodes and Fraser running after the train in the two episodes right before it.

"The Invitation to Romance"

In this episode there is a scene where Katherine and Fraser are talking in the trash truck. While she questions what's wrong with him, Fraser is too distracted by a loose thread from a button. He asks her if she has any scissors, but she tells him to just yank it off. He refuses at first because the button might fall off, but does it when she tells him "It's a button, take a risk!"

He pulls the thread. The button falls off and Fraser is proved to be right in his assumption (and is amused by it). It seems like such a small an insignificant thing but that is the point - if Fraser won't take a risk with a button, how can he do it with greater things?

Katherine: Don't you ever do anything reckless or stupid or wild? Fraser: No. But, uh... No.

They go on to talk more, about being in love with dangerous people, and Fraser reveals he thought he was in love once (with Victoria), but maybe he was just alone.

What's interesting is that at the end of the episode, Katherine appears at the event and asks Fraser for a dance. He declines as he's on duty. Ralking with Ray right after, Fraser notices a loose thread once again, and starts to ask Ray for scissors, because again the button might fall off. But then he takes a moment to steel himself, pulls on it - and everything turns out fine. (This is why he joins Katherine in a dance. Because not all risks end in disasters.)

"Heaven and Earth"

The subplot of this episode is Frannie going around and telling people how she surprised Fraser in his apartment (the end of "The Deal", which is an ep before "Invitation to Romance"). In the ending of this episode, Ray pulls Frannie into the interrogation room to tell her to stop chasing after Fraser because she'll end up hurt.

What neither of them know is that Frasier is in the room behind the mirror, listening in on their conversation.

Francesca (to Ray): "Your problem is that you're so afraid to dream. You are so afraid to reach out for something that you really want. You know what happens to people like you? They get old. They get alone. And they die. And they never know."

While delivered to Ray, I think these words are more intended for Fraser. (What we've seen of Ray in season 1 shows that he's not afraid to dream or reach out for what he wants.)

-

Victoria shows up in Fraser's life right as all of these questions of risks, recklessness, love, loneliness and the possibility of dying without ever knowing are asked. And he decides to for once in his life take a chance.

me every day like: but why did they choose that song to frame victoria's and fraser's relationship??? a song that appears at first glance to be a sort of mysterious love song, albeit with some mildly either ominous and/or bdsm like vibes:

(And I won't be denied

And I would be the one To hold you down Kiss you so hard I'll take your breath away And after I Wipe away the tears Just close your eyes dear)

and then you're like "ok, the song is literally called possession, what an interesting not-so-loving sounding title" and then you sleuth and it's literally a song written off the back of being stalked and obsessed over in an unhealthy way

gun to your heads writers, im not reading this dynamic the wrong way, that woman was out to do a violence on that man and if he'd managed to get on the train he'd have been dead within a few months once she grew tired of playing with her food (or once the pedestal she'd put him on was toppled or once she was done with breaking him into pieces or or or...)

[arolesbianism]

Time for more eternal gales isat au, this time featuring Sier as Isabeau, creating a sprite I can never use next to Aris’ because despite my best efforts it would make them look tall

[druidshollow]

"what would your character be like without their trauma?" is such a hard question for me because it makes me feel like a massive asshole LMAO

(im attaching a picture of a tundra literally to add context to my ramble in the tags because my posts are structured by a sane person) (you should read the ramble in the tags i talk so much about rivers fsr)