#but he eventually starts seeking out more ‘fights’ with color bc he knows that hell take care of him after

[howlsofbloodhounds]

It’s haunting me. That fucking movie.

And yeah I do think Color would take care of that for him. He is naturally a giver, a caretaker—and taking care of others, Killer in particular, makes him genuinely happy.

He’d carefully wash and clean out as much as the goop as possible whenever Killer lets him— and even back when Color and Killer weren’t exactly friends just yet and Killer didn’t trust him, I feel like Color would always try to perform “aftercare” after every fight.

Of course he wouldn’t do it if Killer resists or doesn’t give consent, but if Killer ever does—probably something more along the lines of “whatever. do what you want. I can’t stop you”—and Killer is expecting just more pain and fighting, but no.

Color just wants to gently heal and clean up his wounds and injuries, and give him light forehead or cheek or throat kisses, and praise him and thank him for trusting him and letting him take care of him.

idk if magical skeletons have joints but idc rrrg my brain says killer is hypermobile

That’s a cool idea, I like that.

But I also had the image of Chara forcing Killer into painful contortions for hours on end that he often ended up broken or fractured bones because the positions were definitely not ones a body is supposed to be in. If he fails, whines, or tries to refuse, Chara finds a way to punish him or continually Resets until he either does it or gets it right.

Anyway Killer should be able to contort his body in freaky ways and I want him to do that so casually.

[emersonfreepress]

ok ok in the spirit of community, how would the ros fair in a paintball war?

(referring to this ask! like the zombie au post this ended up making me think a lot 😅)

ohh... interesting, interesting... p sure the only paintball wars i’ve really seen were the ones featured in The League, Peep Show, and Community... but let me wrack my lil head...

ok, i ended up coming at this from multiple angles like the zombie au post 😅 always so much to consider in battle environments! and in the spirit of community, I'll stick with the individual player elimination style paintball match. in the woods with other e prep seniors. last one standing wins bragging rights

Gabe

Shooting skill | 6/10 - Experience with shooting and practice with Kile ofc

Stealthiness | 8/10 - He's done a fair amount of sneaking around during his after school activities, is super observant (or just paranoid lol), and naturally light on his feet. Good luck ambushing him.

Strategy | 8/10 - Strike deals. Do favors. Form alliances. Shoot 'em in the back once they’ve outlived their usefulness. ...What? It’s just paintball.

How does he win? | Graciously. Gabe likes winning, and especially via strategic manipulation, so it puts a smile on his face. And he's in a good mood so he treats a bunch of you to ice cream or smth 👀

How does he lose? | Slumps in frustration at being outwitted or taken off-guard, sulks about it for a little while. He's not that sore of a loser but needs time to lick his wounds and stop thinking of the different choices he could have made.

Kile

Shooting | 9 - The most accurate shooter of the cast and easily one of the best shots at E Prep. Lots of practice + talent

Stealth | 10 - They're stupid good at climbing trees and 100% consider that a valid method of ambushing their classmates. People start having flashbacks to 3rd and 4th grade recess and P.E. Scanning the trees. They just start taking people out with such efficiency it quickly starts ruining the game 😂

Strategy | 0? 10?? - “...Strategy? You just stay out of sight and kill 'em all, right?” (immediately scolded by Gabe for word choice 🙄) They really do mainly stay out of sight and pick people off with max stealth, like 😆 they'd be such a terror, people would need to take them out early for anyone else to stand a chance! They spend a lot of the game staking out the most frequented paths in the area and taking out groups quickly, all at once. Then they'll get around to stalking and picking people off one by one. The real fun...

Winner type | Stoic. Likes winning combat but the stakes were non-existent, so... the win is meaningless! this just infuriates the losers more 😅 such disrespect

Loser type | Sucks their teeth and tosses their paintball gun to the ground. "Y'all suck." (they're over it five mins later tho lol)

Jack

Shooting | 3 - This is nothing like shooting light guns... ☹️

Stealth | 5 - Not just due to his size making him an easier target, but homeboy is liable to get distracted by a cute squirrel or some pretty flowers 😂 He's not great at keeping his voice down either so good conversation would make him easy to seek out. He's just out here enjoying a beautiful day 😅

Strategy | 7 - All that movie-watching (and DMing) make him a valuable creative mind for problem-solving, but he needs a cooperative team to be effective. Rescued and recruited by Rupan/Rohan early on in the game ^ ^

Winner type | Disbelief! And everyone’s content and satisfied with him winning. Except Vivian/Vincent, that jealous fool

Loser type | Doesn't mind losing at all! He just hopes he was a good teammate and was glad to have fun ☺️

Jessie

Shooting | 7 - Comes from a family of hunters, girly knows how to shoot.

Stealth | 6 - Familiar enough with woods and stalking prey to be capable of sneaking around. Having too much fun to not giggle and get overly invested in the developing plot of the game. Even more easily distracted by critters and flora than Jack 😅

Strategy | 5 - Oh, she's just here to have fun. She'll go with whatever the person she's teaming up with decides, but can adapt easily enough.

Winner type | Surprised... then elated! Bouncing and happy and it's completely contagious. No hard feelings about a single thing. Convinces Heidi to invite people to the Emerson Estate—it's a hot day and they have a nice pool

Loser type | Same as Jack! Congratulates the winner with a hug because she's sweet like that 🧁

Rain

Shooting | 2 - This... thing is so cumbersome. And ugly. At least it shoots pretty colors.

Stealth | 7 - Small and used to sneaking around different environments and seeking out hiding spots. Their height and frame makes them harder to spot too.

Strategy | 4 - Hide!!! They’re not getting assaulted with paint and pellets!! Especially not after managing to make this ugly jumpsuit look cute?? Waiting it out is perfectly legitimate. Might share snacks if you decide to join them in hiding 😆

Winner type | Falls asleep in an unexpectedly cozy hiding spot and emerges as everyone thought they’d declared the winner. I imagine R and others yelling at them to get their gun while the original winner scrambles to get theirs, just for Rain to win by pure luck of the draw. Won’t stop them bragging about it, though! (I want this spurned runner-up to be Vi bc ofc)

Loser type | "So I can stop holding this thing?" Yawn. "I'm so hungry and bored, we've been at this for hours..."

Rupan/Rohan

Shooting | 4 - Ah, shit. These don't shoot anything like light guns.

Stealth | 7 - They sneak out and around town a lot 😂 They just force themself to be careful about how loud grass and bushes are.

Strategy | 7 - They’re treating this shit like an action movie and banding together a ragtag team of misfits to take down the strongest alliances and players. Savvy enough to reject Gabe’s and Curt’s offers to join, not opposed to strategic backstabs. They're very clearly just as focused on having fun as they are on winning—and playing Predator, which honestly works with Kile runnin around. They even brought war paint and borrowed a tactical vest. Is it mostly packed with snacks and weed? Maybe. Does it prove useful for negotiations? Hell yeah.

Winner type | Raucous celebration, just pure joy and adrenaline ☺️ Celebrates with their team, brags a bit, rubs it into Vi's face, makes fun of Curt, the usual. Then invites allies out to get pizza because it's the obvious next step

Loser type | Mostly disappointed they can't keep playing. They're a little sore about being left out of the action, but soon just start chatting with other marked players about how the game went for them. Plenty entertaining on its own, they want all the details

Vivian/Vincent

Shooting | 5 - They've got a little bit of shooting experience.

Stealth | 4 - They're overly sensitive and hate being in nature. Their skin is sticky, they keep feeling bugs everywhere, they've gotten dirt all over their pants, it's so hot, they keep WALKING into SPIDERWEBS, [flails about, screaming furiously]

Strategy | 8 - They have good ideas, they're just difficult to execute alone, especially since they're getting sunburnt and getting crankier and can't stop swatting at insects 😅 they're one of the first people to figure out that someone's taking out groups from the trees, so they stay solo and try to find a single person to team up with. Really what they need is someone who's a better shot but easy to boss around. They can probably just owe them for an in-school favor...

Winner type | Barely suppressed gloating. Vi somehow finds a way to be an obnoxious winner almost entirely by the look on their face. Once they're in a smaller group, they're passionately discussing the details of the game and happily boasting about their triumphs (while glossing over all of the whining and and slip-ups lol)

Loser type | Booo, such a sore loser. (Especially in the scenario where Rain wins 🤣) If they're outsmarted or outgunned in a clear, transparent way they'll growl and stomp off, then quietly glower and sulk for way too long. If they're double-crossed or beaten in an underhanded way oh lord —they're fighting it to the end. R can't help but get involved either way, reminding them it was a damn game with literally no prize. "C'mon, Vi, chill. You want ice cream? Let's get you ice cream."

Heidi

Shooting | 6 - Some shooting experience.

Stealth | 8 - She's very aware of her surroundings and her body. Perceptive yet quiet. Tactical. All residual traits picked up from her many activities over the years.

Strategy | 9 - Most likely to outsmart everyone. The first one to figure out groups are being targeted from the trees. Goes it alone and only open to trading (unless she sees Curt with Jess in which case she puts a quick pin in her plans to rescue her 😂). She also immediately figures out it's Kile, because ofc it is. Keeps close tabs on what groups are doing, knowing that eventually Kile will come down to ground level to pick off individuals and couples. Predator becomes prey 👀

Winner type | Proud but not boasting. She doesn't need to be. Victory looks good on her, natural and fitting. Thanks everyone for a good game then takes the girls for a long ride in the Cadillac 😎 top down on a bright day, baby

Loser type | Damn. She should have won this. Maybe if she'd... She probably could have... Then she snaps out of it, roped in by the celebratory mood of congratulating the winner. She's over any feelings of frustration or regret after getting to discuss the match with the person that took her out/the winner and there's no hard feelings. If anything this was fun as hell, it should be an annual thing. ☺️

Curt

Shooting | 8 - Some shooting experience and a natural knack for it. Good reflexes.

Stealth | 8 - Curt likes to say he gets along with the woods around these parts. Sneaking around is second nature to him. Really good hearing too. He's an easy target if you manage to seduce him though, having no issue leaving himself vulnerable if it means that kind of fun 😂

Strategy | 7 - Honestly, he's most interested in seeing how long he can get away with using charm and seduction for both protection and double-crossing 😂 Eventually becomes persona non grata and gets all of his ammo stolen by a vengeful mark, barely getting away in the process. Since that jig is up, he finally starts thinking a win might be nice... and so he teams up with the only competent player who would never betray him and also inspires the least vitriol in others: Jessie. What? Is his back-up plan using her as a human shield? No! 😚 Of course not! 👉👈

Winner type | Insufferable and gloating. Rubs it in a lot of people's faces, specifically Heidi, Rupan/Rohan, and any participants who genuinely don't like him. Brags to Gabe (who is completely disinterested in gassing him up 😂), then promises he'll make things up to Jessie (who didn't mind and had fun lol). Then celebrates by asking whoever he's flirting with these days for a quick date—and a ride in the Ferrari. Makes a scene pulling out of the parking lot. Ass.

Loser type | Doesn't care one bit as long as he had fun! And he always finds a way to have fun, it's why he's so carefree 😅

[daphne-fandom-writing]

Question

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Warnings: none, maybe some mention of violence but no graphic scenes. 

Request:  By Anon 

Can i request an imagine please where there’s Sith!obi-wan who’s absolutely smitten with reader, and they aren’t together or they can be if you would prefer, but they’re mutually pining or together and she’s curious about if he would ever want kids or to get married and she’s shy asking him bc he’s a SITH but he does eventually bc he loves her

Gif of @mostthingskenobi

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Life with Obi-Wan was never boring. Your life before Obi-Wan was pretty eventful but as soon as you met him eventful turned into a chaotic mess.

You used to be a bounty hunter, a pretty good one at that. Catching people for credits, dead or alive. Your last peaceful bounty, as peaceful as they get, was a Sith lord. He was known by the name of Darth Fortis and was said to be very powerful. No other bounty hunter dared to take up the bounty but you were cocky and prideful. You thought you could take him down. And how wrong you were.

Granted, you did find him. That was a feat by itself. He was damn near unfindable but you managed the impossible. You did regret your life decisions as soon as you found him, that’s for sure. 

He was hidden inside a cave on a planet you didn’t even know the name of far in the outer rim. As soon as you stepped foot in the cave you felt that this was not going to end well. You didn’t even need the force to feel his power. You knew that you were not going to win this fight if you tried, so you went with another route. 

A voice had emerged from the darkness. “I’d choose your next words very carefully.” The voice sent shivers through your spine but that didn’t hold you back. 

“You are Darth Fortis are you not?” The voice chuckled and a figure emerged from the shadows. A man covered in dark robes came into vision. You could make out the slight outlines of his face and beard, but that was all you could see of him. Your hand was on the blaster strapped to your thigh. The figure spoke up again. 

“That depends on who is asking.” 

“Someone that is not afraid of you.” You knew this was a risky move and that you should be scared but something told you that you didn’t have to be. 

“Is that so? Then why is your hand on your blaster?” He cocked his head to the right, questioning your moves. 

“In my opinion it always serves to be on guard. I might not be afraid but I can never be sure of your next move.” His face returned to it’s previous position and his left hand came up to stroke his beard. It was quiet. That is until the figure ignited his lightsaber. The faint humming of the weapon now filling the cave, illuminating everything with a red hue. You could now make out his face. 

His hair was slicked back under the cloak covering his head. His eyes were narrowed and housed a yellow color. The beard on his chin was full and well groomed. 

“No flinching, curious.” The figure spoke again. “Yes. I am Darth Fortis. Why are you here.” 

“I am here to join you.” And that’s how your story began. 

~

He allowed you to join him but always kept an eye on you. He was expecting you to turn on him at any time and so, couldn’t trust you. It was your personal mission to earn his trust, bounty long forgotten. So you helped him. 

You stood by his side and helped him with every task the Emperor thrust on him. And before long you did manage to earn that trust you were seeking. He began confiding in you, spilling his troubles and encouraging you to do the same thing. He told you about his training and his plans to overthrow the Emperor. You kept it all to yourself. 

It was safe to say that you were friends, but that was not enough for you. Feelings had started to develop for the sith lord. Feelings that surpassed the point of a mere friendship. You did spent every waking minute together. You shared a living space on Coruscant for slow days without assignments and training. 

It was one of those days that your friendship blossomed into something more. You had been feeling for Obi-Wan, as you had by now learned was his real name, for several weeks. Okay well, probably longer than that but you realised it only a few weeks ago. And even though you didn’t try anything, the dynamics of your relationship changed anyways. 

The slow days had always been comfortable but instead of both reading a different book on the other side of the room Obi-Wan started reading his book aloud while you laid your head on his legs. His hand would play with your hair while the other held the datapad that contained his book. His smooth voice speaking in a language that you couldn’t understand.  

You took that one moment to stop the pining. You grabbed the datapad and gently took it from his hand. He raised an eyebrow and looked down at you. You sat up and scooted closer. You brought your hand up to cup his jaw, his beard tickling your palm. You looked down at his lips and as you looked back up you realised that he was doing the very same thing. So you scrambled all your courage together and leaned in. 

The moment your lips met it felt as if it was always meant to be like this. Your lips moved in a gentle way. His lips were slightly chapped and his beard scratched your face but you couldn’t care less right at this moment. All you were focused on were his lips on yours and his arm that was firmly circled around your waist to keep you close. His other hand was buried in your hair, mirroring the way yours were in his. 

~

It was one of the slow days again. It has been months since you first kissed and you had only grown closer over time. You and Obi-Wan hadn’t had one of these in a long time. With assignments for the emperor and Obi-Wan’s plan to overthrow him in full swing now. You used this rare day to catch up on sleep and to rest in general. 

You were lounging in bed, your head on Obi-Wan’s chest. His right arm was around your neck and over your shoulder to rest in the valley between your breasts. There was something so odd about dating a sith lord. You saw two very different versions of the man. One, when he was with other people. He could be menacing, cruel even. But as soon as the two of you were together in your living quarters his demeanor switched. 

Obi-Wan was a nice man underneath all the masks and the yellow eyes. He cared for you and would go to the ends of the galaxy for your love. And you believed him. That’s why you were comfortable with asking him a question like this. 

“Would you ever consider to have children?” The question must have come as a surprise to your sith. You had never talked about this, hell, you never even saw any children together. Except you have been thinking about this for a while. You had always wanted a family as when you were financially stable and didn’t have to be a bounty hunter for a living anymore. Even though your lifestyle changed and you might say that it has become more dangerous, it is actually quite stable. You would have a powerful sith lord protecting your every move and as soon as his plan for Palpatine was finished there would be little to zero threats. 

When you looked up at Obi-Wan after a few moments he was already looking at you. He might be looking at you but his mind was clearly somewhere else. He was in thought. You were slightly regretting your choices by now. Maybe this was a touchy subject. One that he did not want to talk about. 

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” 

He wanted to answer. But he wasn’t sure what to answer. Yes, he liked the idea of having a child. He’s raised a boy before and has enjoyed every single moment of that. And the more he thinks about it the more his answer becomes clear in his mind. 

“I would. When I was a jedi I never really gave it much thought. The closest I could come to a child was a padawan. A padawan you were supposed to let go of eventually. But I want more than that. A child that is equal parts you and me. A product of the love I feel for you.” You sat up smiling. You don’t know what you expected but this was definitely a very good scenario. 

“But.” There it is. The but. “I want to give this child peace. Our little one should not have to live with a parent that is absent most of the time. Which would be the case right now.” He sighed and sunk further into the bed, pulling you to lay down again. “If we were to have this child it would have to be when we’ve gotten rid of Palpatine. And after we’re married.” 

This conversation alone confirmed every thought about his love for you that you have ever had. He would do anything for you. You, him and eventually your son or daughter. 

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