#but the orb. bro it looks so bad

[retroaria]

Michael Kaiser. That’s it. That’s the post.

i’m having kaiser thoughts. i’m pondering my orb, and all it’s showing me is michael kaiser. the evil voices in my head (my ask box) are taunting me (sending very nice requests) to sell my soul to michael kaiser (finally write something about him) and so here i am.

summary: random kaiser hc’s (lmk if you want more/nsfw ones)

BLUE LOCK M.LIST | enjoy 🪽 - aria

• thinking about how possessive he would be in a relationship. it isn’t overbearing, in the sense that he trusts you and lets you do you’re own thing. however, he’s a rather insecure man behind all that smug douchebaggery that he puts off and he has a hard time watching you interact with other men of his same stature. because truly, no matter how good he is to you, he isn’t the best person all around. there are guys out there that would be better for you and he can’t help be fear that you’ll be swept off your feet and taken from him.

• Kaiser is gentle with you. you actually turned him into a completely different person. It’s not that you’ve really changed him at his core, but you’ve opened him up to love he didn’t know before, and so he feels like he has nothing to be afraid of with you. he’s vulnerable and expressive and happy with you. he makes sure to provide that same experience for you in the relationship, making sure you always know you can go to him for anything and you don’t have to hide anything from him.

• In the beginning of the relationship, Kaiser is very protective of your privacy. He’s really afraid of the consequences that may come with the world knowing who you are and who you are to him. he’s not naive, he knows there’s bad people out there. not only that, but it’s no one else’s right to know you’re love for each other. i see him doing a soft launch and that’s it. after that he’ll post you on occasion and be a little less aggressive about hiding from paparazzi, but he still doesn’t want to share you. you’re his whole world, keyword HIS.

• kaiser LOVES intimacy. physical or emotional, he loves those sweet loving moments that come to fruition from the trust and bond the two of you have cultivated. he loves showering and taking baths with you, relishing in the gentle touches as the two of you clean each other up. they’re always filled with soft giggles and quick kisses, before drying each other off and snuggling up. he loves listening to you talk about your day, not sparing him from details you may have spared others from. telling him all the thoughts and actions you aren’t proud of, unafraid of being judged in his eyes. the vulnerability of it all makes his heart beat fast, but you’re both so trusting and in love that there’s nothing to be afraid of.

• this might be a hot take, but i feel like the concept of marriage would scare him a bit. it’s not that he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life with you, because he absolutely does and already plans on it. it’s just a level of commitment that he never thought anyone would dedicate to him. he doesn’t want you to end up regretting it in the future. he doesn’t shy away from conversation about it though, he actually wants you guys to talk about it and get a feel for where you both stand. when the time comes to take that next step, he’s as ready as ever. just make sure you don’t break his heart please (or i’ll find you bro.)

• dates with kaiser can either be extravagant and classy or they can be chill and sweet, he can do both. sometimes he wants to take you to the nicest restaurants he can fine, see you all dolled up looking absolutely stunning for him, and pamper you the entire night. other times he just wants the two of you to do something fun and spontaneous, would take you to a fair and win you all the stuffed animals you want, or would take you on a stroll around the city, letting you frolick through the shops while he holds all your bags for you. he’s such a gentleman either way.

• kaiser loves being domestic with you. doing the laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning the house, making dinner, he loves it. in those moments he finds himself wishing they would last forever, just the two of you existing in each others presence, he has nothing to worry about.

moon divider- @strangergraphics-archive

[equalheart]

enhypen using cheesy pick-up lines on you

comedic fluff! enhypen!member x reader, © equalheart REPOST FROM HYKAI

jungwon ( 정원 )

“Y/n, come here.” Jungwon approaches you, who’s sitting on the couch watching tv. Hs sits down beside you and leans into your ear to whisper something, which you don’t pull away from. “Are you a camera man- er, person? because you make me smile.” he grins and you fake gag, lightly kicking him. “That was horrible! where did you even hear that??” He sighs, now grabbing your hand while seated next to you. “It may have been horrible, but it’s true.”

heeseung ( 이희승 )

You’re just chilling on the couch with your phone and you hear someone clearing their throat behind you. You turn around to see Heeseung standing behind you. “Hey, my name is microsoft. Can I crash at your place tonight?” and the second he winks at you you lose it. Laughter fills the air and Heeseung reaches to hug you even though your still on the couch which he is behind. “Was it that bad?” he giggles. “Yeah, actually. It was. You’re such a nerd.”

jay ( 제이 )

Jay is not the type to randomly throw weird pick-up lines at you. He mainly just loves calling you petnames. which is exactly why when on a random tuesday afternoon, he goes “Life without you is like a broken pencil.. pointless.” it took you aback. of course, it was stupid sweet, but what could you even say to the poor guy? ‘yeah, you too’?? “That sucked, but also I feel the same about you, baby.” his hands glide against your waist, pulling you in from behind as you turn around to grab his face, placing a kiss on his jaw. “That’s energizing to know.” he smiles softly.

jake ( 제이크 )

“Yo, Y/n.” You look back to Jake, letting his presence take your attention. “Areyou a parking ticket? because you’ve gone fine written all over you.” He raises one eyebrow and you cringe. You get up and walk up to him, making him bite his lip—until you slap him lightly on the cheek. “Get a life.” You turn to walk away but he wraps his arms around your waist. “I’m your loser.” He says, a flirting tint to his voice.

sunghoon ( 성훈 )

You were sitting on Sunghoon’s lap, facing the tv while watching your show. His arms were wrapped around your waist, making you feel butterflies—and those did not go away when he went in to whisper in your ear. “Y/n-ah. are you a charger?” you turn your head at his question. “Do I look like a charger to you?” you raise an eyebrow and he giggles. “No, I just can’t live without you.” he smiles, showing off his fangs. You don’t even realize it, but the sight makes you blush. “Does that mean you’re a phone?” he looks at you, cuddling into you more. “If that’s what it takes for you to love me? Then yeah, I am. i’m your phone.” — “Okay, now you just sound stupid.”

sunoo ( 선우 )

“I need to tell you something suuuuuper important.” says Sunoo, while you squish his face in one hand, sitting in his lap. You hum, and he continues. “If you were a chicken,” the first part of his statement confuses you, but you let him continue when he pecks your lips. “You’d be impeccable.” he grins, awaiting your response while you squish his face once again, this time, more aggressively (in a way). “That was.. horrible. never open your mouth again.” you land another kiss to his lips, laughing to yourself.

ni-ki ( 니키 )

Riki pushes his hair out of his face, blurting some nonsense (which isn’t uncommon) as he does so. “Man, you got a hold on me.” you look over at his figure. You’re just playing smash bro’s together, what got him distracted? “What are you talking about?” you say with a slight chuckle to your voice. “I’d literally fall for you in zero gravity,” You cringe. Hard. “Ew, since when did you get so cheesy?” you both giggle, multitasking while you both aim for the smash orb. “I’m only like that for you.”

[inactivewattpadauthor]

Raiden x Reader x Fujin: Brothers Share (Lime)

Context: Storm bros both are a bit 'frustrated', and they came up with a very lovely solution

Warning: Nothing explicit, but it's implied you get sandwiched ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The atmosphere gifted such serenity. It was perfect for one to sit through and meditate.

It was always Raiden's go-to hobby whenever he had somewhat spared time in his hands, and he always enjoyed it whenever he could. Although he is a demigod, an immortal being, he knew good things don't last.

Yet, recently, he's been feeling off. It doesn't feel something so dire he needs to consult with the Elder Gods, but whatever it was, it's bothering, let alone, confusing him.

The Thunder God will try to brush off the feeling in body, but it'll always come back. Maybe stronger than prior. And it's agitating since he only knew meditation, which doesn't help.

Standing from his spot, he groans indignantly, rubbing at his temples.

"Trouble with meditation, too, brother?" Raiden slightly flinches and turns to see Fujin. He must've not heard his brethren enter the room.

"It seems so. No matter my attempts, my mind will not be clear. Worse, I do not know what is causing it." Raiden walks around, trying to think before stopping by the window and peering down.

His glow up orbs observe his familiar two students sparring with each other. Turning to the right more, was you seated in the distance, catching up on your studies while occasionally glancing up at your two dorky friends fighting.

For whatever reason, Raiden was less interested in watching the progress with the two boys but kept focus on you. It wasn't like you were doing anything special, but his gaze just never leaves...

"She's stunning, isn't she?" Fujin walks to his side and observes as well.

Raiden only lets out a monotone grunt, which Fujin knew he agreed with him.

"I've been having the same feeling you have. A certain frustration that not even meditation can sooth." Fujin began, walking off from the window. "I may have an idea on how to deal with it, but you are not likely to accept it."

Raiden looked at his brother with a snarky look, finally ridding his gaze upon your figure. "Speak your mind brother, I have no patience for half-hearted, indirect suggestions at a time like this."

Fujin only chuckles at his brother's short fuse, nonchalantly leaning against the wall, crossing his arms. "Well, we both clearly have eyes for dear Y/n, am I correct?"

The expression on Raiden's face relaxed, intrigued on what Fujin may propose. "Are you perhaps about to suggest we collectively pursue her?"

The wind god smiles and nods. "We could persuade her to assist us both on our... salacious feelings before it gets worse."

Looking down, letting the cynical hat cover his glowing orbs, Raiden ponders. This was rather something sinful, but he cannot deny, he is a man. And he knew that Fujin wouldn't judge, considering he's completely relaxed and the one even to propose such a preposterous thing.

"What happens if she finds the request disturbing and says no?"

"If she doesn't want to then we can figure something else out, but Y/n is a cooperative one." Fujin answers, seemingly confident.

Sighing, Raiden takes the younger god's word for it. "I'll accept the proposition."

---Time skip! Dont forget to drink water!---

You ruffled your messy hair, being rather tired after a day of being active. Yet, you were to stop by the Sky Temple again at night.

Walking in quietly, you seeked out both protectors of Earthrealm and did your usual bow as they spot and approach you.

"Greetings, Y/n." Raiden says, returning the courteous bow. "You do not have to be formal with us. You're our friend." Fujin tells you with a warm smile.

"Oh- my bad, it's a habit." You say a bit flustered. "What is it you need from me at this time? Is it about Liu Kang?" I looked confusingly between the gods.

"No, we just..." Raiden didn't know how to start off. "Do you mind if we all go somewhere rather exclusive?"

You were confused since the Sky Temple was rather empty already, but you nodded anyways. And in a split second, the three of you appeared in a rather comfy looking bedroom with a flash.

It must've been Raiden's since all the decoration and furniture look ancient and untouched, considering he doesn't really take time off.

As you were distracted taking in the sudden surrounding, Raiden places his hands behind and back and sighs before explaining. "My brother and I spoke of an issue we both seem to have, and we request if you are willing to help us."

You looked at Raiden and then Fujin in the back. They both seemed relax as if maybe it was something not too urgent. It made you curious.

"Okay, what is it?"

"A certain craving," Raiden takes a glance at Fujin, whom nods, encouraging him to speak more on it.

"A need that we both share. We both desire the physical companionship of a woman. And we would like for you to join us in satisfying that, ah, particular desire since we know you well."

The cat seem to have ceased your tongue as you didn't know how to respond, rather your mind has clouded with thoughts, mostly questions. You looked from Raiden to Fujin. Both of them, eh?

Fujin raises an eyebrow, amused by your expression of shock and uncertainty. "Oh, don't worry, dear Y/n. We won't hurt you. We are simply asking for your consent, and your willingness to indulge us."

"So you guys are really asking me to sleep with you? BOTH of you?" You just had to make sure you were getting this right.

"It may sound absurd for a mortal woman to sleep with not one, but two gods, but we are still men." Raiden states.

"And something similar has happened before." Fujin hints with smugness.

"Fujin." Raiden gives him a warning look before turning back to your shorter being. "Do you have any objections?"

This was rather a one chance in a lifetime deal, and both brothers are such fine specimens. You trusted them well enough.

"Both of you?" You repeated once more with a smirk that was pure admiration.

Fujin walks behind you, first gently grabbing your shoulders before wrapping his arms around you, clearly the more eager brother.

"Brothers share, Y/n." He whispers in your ear, his white bang tickling your face.

Raiden steps more forward, his shadow looming over the both of you. "And we share 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨."

That line alone was enough to cause goosebumps. You gasp quietly feeling soft lips on your neck.

"She's so pretty." Fujin moans out a comment, holding you more and kissing your skin.

Your attention was grabbed back by Raiden as he lifts up your chin, having you look up at his authoritative eyes. "Are you ready to serve like a good mortal?"

You gulped, feeling two things poking you, behind and front.

"Yes, my lord..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ahem... not saying there will be a part 2, but uhhhh, I'm definitely gonna be thinking on it...

God, what my own writing does to me

(Someone on Tumblr ask smth in my inbox, I'm hella bored and lack human interaction)

[that-one-xachster]

Megumi x Childhood Bestie!Reader Hcs

I've seen too many of these and needed to write a few heh ive actually never written hcs before so this is my first time 😅 kinda a slow burn?

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so first of all you were tsumiki's bestie because I haven't seen a hc like that yet (PLEASE I NEEDA SEE ONE OF THESE-)

and we'll also make fushi's mom besties with your mom

so now you two are besties since you were in diapers

and you were a very grabby baby and Fushiguro's hair is as wild as carpaccios from mashle-

(sorry not sorry)

so you'd just grab at his hair and pull it all the time which would annoy the hell out of him

which would then somehow end up in you two fighting

AS BABIES

and then your mother's would have to calm you down

and after the whole toji and mother fushiguro went bye bye your mom took in megumi and tsumiki

so now timeskip you're both 6 years old and just walking together from who knows where

and if you thought you grew out of these grabby tendencies no you're either grabbing his hair or his sleeve

yes it still annoys the hell out of him but you do it for shits and giggles

and then on this fine day you just happen to run into the gojo satoru

LMAO MY AUTOCORRECT ALMOST CAPITALIZED HIS NAME

anyway this guy is making his ever so iconic face like 'bro reminds me of his dad-'

anyway gojo doesn't know who you are so you're just standing there awkwardly behind megumi while you're now gripping his backpack

and you're just glaring at gojo for no reason at all for sure just thinking 'who the hell is this weird ahh man with hair like he's in his 70s tryna kidnap megumi 🤨🤨'

and ofc megumi pulls the 'what about my sister' card

and after the whole negotiation with megumi he turns to you and is like 'you can come along too ig'

and ofc you watch megumi so you pull the 'what about my parents' card

gojo's like 😀

anyway you somehow end up going to school with megumi and tsumiki and first day kindergarten no surprise you guys are the new kids

everyone I mean EVERYONE loves tsumiki ofc

a partial reason is because of you and megumi glaring at the people who you think are looking at her a lil funny

like sir ma'am CHILD how dare you

anyway you have a pretty peaceful elementary school

you do pick fights with megumi though

...and a whole lotta other people

you stopped in middle school but looks like megumi picked it up instead because yk he beat up a hefty amount of people

you stanned him for that

also hyping him up from the back

"YEAHH MEGUMI BEAT THEIR ASS"

"shut up."

"no."

".."

"anyway YOU GO MEGUMI BEAT EM UP-"

"sHUT-"

so that was pretty eventful but tsumiki did not approve which caused you to sulk next to megumi

but then yk she went to the cliff and shit went down real fast

tsumiki got cursed, you entered your depressed angsty teenager era, and megumi became emo. more so than he was before

"oh my god its worse than they thought- they made him EMO-"

^ thats megumi now but we all like pretty emo bois so

wItH tHeIr bLaCk hAiR aNd gReEn oRbS-

too bad megumi has blue eyes

>>>>>>

see this is why asians don't have blue eyes we'd be too powerful

anyway back to this you two finish middle school all swandy dandy but a lil depressed

oh and I don't think I mentioned you two got into a fight bc of tsumiki's sickness

like-

megumi: you're closer to tsumiki bc you two are girls why didn't you stop her from pulling random crap whatever she did to make her sick

you: BITCH you blaming ME? you wanna go?

yeah basically you two got into a stupid argument but oh well its fine bc gojo forced you two to talk again and yay you're talking again

and now first year into jujutsu tech you and megumi are the only students so you're still poking and grabbing him all the time

you did it less in middle school

I think we know why

like you're in the car going to a mission- his hairs being tugged

got off the car and walking his sleeve being tugged

everthing

literally everthing

my bros grown immune to it though so he doesn't really mind

he kinda likes it now but will never admit it

so let's say before you got ranked up and all your arm almost got blown off by a curse

needless to say tsumiki's accident really hit him hard so this hit him harder and when I say he got angry he got ANGRY ASF DUDE

like he freakin obliterated the damn curse

he also made it pretty painful

if you even can

and let his demon dogs casually eat it up

and you're just there like 👏👁️👄👁️

"it's not that deep bro-"

"yes it is"

gojo was very proud though

and now you're with him stalking itadori and you're like

woah

*1 braincell working*

itadori = fast

fast = speed

I am speed

ITADORI = LIGHTNING MCQUEEN

kachow

and when you finally confront your stalkee with megumi and itadori's like

"uh I'm mourning rn"

you're just

"thats great and all dude I totally feel you but you're gonna be mourning even more if we don't get our asses to your school"

you did not want to host multiple funerals

so you all speed ran to his school

and whoopsie doosies you're with megumi and itadori makes an entrance like the main character he is

and when my bro eats that finger

and gojo pops up

he throws the kikufuku at megumi

but its okay hope you have a good day imma send you bout 850-

LMAO SORRY

you steal the kikufuku from megumi and eat one as if its popcorn

well you're watching gojo and sukuna fight rn

and you accidentally admit out loud that sukuna's hot

and then megumi low-key side eyes you

BUT THEN HE STARTS FULL ON GLARING AT SUKUNA

bc how dare he some random goofy ahh old mf misongnyistic tatooed dude just steal your attention so casually

he's full on disgusted when he's face to face with sukuna

yes you notice this

you're like

"ooh did somebody get a crush on a thousand year old curse-"

"wtf no get some help"

its the opposite lmao but you don't know that

so then itadori turns back to normal gojo goes boop and he goes to sleep

and now you're here sitting next to megumi, eating Gojo's kikufuku and having the time of your life

holy this is so long imma do a part 2

fun fact my autocorrect always changes sukuna into skunk 🦨

smelly sukuna

[plutoniclol]

Longan Dragon Cookie dating headcanons

// maybe ooc Longan Dragon Cookie im sorry

reblogs appreciated!

IM SORRY BUT LONGAN DRAGON COOKIE HAS HAD ME IN A FUCKING CHOKEHOLD I CANT ESCAPE AAAAGHH

anyways

ive seen so many people say this motherfucker is cold even around their partner but. i feel like theyd soften up a little when their partner is around

oh my god theyre touch starved they try not to show it around you but please atleast give them a hug from time to time, bro has been asleep for who knows how long and has not felt the touch of another in so so long

they may hate cookies but theyll make an exception for you only. and maybe your friends and family.

they feel obligated to protect you since you’re much smaller and more fragile than them. if you somehow got hurt physically or mentally theyd feel like they’re at fault

god theyre so bad at cuddling its sometimes hilarious. their partner tries cuddling them for the first time or gives them a huge hug, theyre don’t know what to do

theyll let you lay on their lap! (honkk mimimi)

gift giving is huge for them, they give you so many elaborate things like you’re royalty

if you gave them a gift back, they might be a little confused lol

they don’t sleep very much but will lay with you when you have to

this one is a little random but i feel like if you hate being stared at then they’ll make the eye orb thingies look away from you

[angelofthenight]

hey listen yk how Yan polite reader *USE* to be together with reader right! right what if reader started dating another person

(new follower also I only have crumbs of this guy

Purge Leader x Reader: Yan!Headcanons Pt.2

Warnings: Yandere, Dark themes, Paranoia, Stalking/Spying, Jealousy/Possessiveness, Emotional cruelty, Murder/Gore, Non-Con, Kidnapping, The Purge being its own warning

Word Count: 1.9k

( BRO SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE YEARS???😭😭 )

Part 1

Requested: @narcozmx-blog @iskamr

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♡ You genuinely didn’t expect to fall in love again after everything you’ve been through

♡ You thought your emotions were far too distracted and invested in fear to ever feel feelings like that ever again, especially since last time you indulged in attraction it cost lives

♡ But then someone just came around at the right place and right time while you were at your lowest and told you all the things you wanted to hear

♡ They were so selflessly honest. You didn’t have to read in between the lines, there was no guessing game about what they really meant, and no mind games. All things you had to suffer through in your past relationship with him

♡ You didn’t want to put their life in danger just because of your selfishness. You even warned them off your predicament with the purge after their pursuing flirting never seemed to falter

♡ They didn’t care. In fact, they said they would dedicate their life to protecting you if you’d have them and let them be yours and let yourself be theirs

♡ So for multiple months, you felt true happiness again and peaceful bliss. They made you feel safe and secure and you never looked over your shoulder when you were in their presence. In fact, sometimes it felt like your life was normal and nothing bad ever happened to you. As if you didn’t spend every night thrashing and whimpering in your sleep. You forgot how cruel the world really was when staring into their eyes, angel orbs staring right back at you

♡ They told you that you both would save up money to move to a country where the purge doesn’t occur at all. Any country you wanted

♡ That proposal made you so happy, beaming over the edge with joy and sentimental tears

♡ But as Purge Day grew closer and closer, a deep pit slowly began to rot in your stomach, pinching your insides every once in awhile. And when the date was just a month away it grew clear to you and your lover that you did not have enough money to run away just yet. Enough for the plane and a hotel for a couple days. But not enough to make a safe start in a brand new country

♡ You had to stay in America for Purge night. You had to survive one last purge

♡ Your lover had never seen you as such a mess of a person before as you became obsessed with the countdown to the dreadful night. You had so many panic attacks, mental breakdowns, hyperventilating meltdowns, and sobbing sessions

♡ They had told you of many sanctuaries you could hide, wealthy families who were generous enough to offer safety in their homes, bomb shelters, places no one would think to hide in

♡ They didn’t understand that you’ve hidden in those places before. And he found you every single time. No matter what building you hide in, no matter what state you ran to, he would find you

♡ They reminded you that all you had to do was survive for only twelve hours

♡ Why didn’t they understand how much can happen in twelve hours? How much mental pain and irreversible trauma you’ve been forced to endure every single purge

♡ They tried to comfort you by mentioning that you’ve survived every purge so far and you are still a free individual

♡ They didn’t understand that it’s not about you surviving, it’s about whoever is standing in his way surviving. You wanted to break up right there and then to spare their life, but they refused to leave your side

♡ All you had to do was make it through one purge night then you can run away across the ocean

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♡ You whore. You bitch. What the hell did you think you were doing?

♡ You really thought you could be with some other person and he wouldn’t know?

♡ You had to know he was watching you. You were just trying to piss him off. You’re like a child rebelling. That had to be the answer. Why else would you lower your standards, and yourself, to the level of dating some lowlife nobody

♡ You were his. His only and his forever

♡ Outside of the Purge, he was always watching you. Watching you go about your everyday life. Stalking you. Spying on you. Following you

♡ He used to approach you many times, just to mess with you and mentally antagonize you, knowing you couldn’t do anything about it other than running away. As if that did anything. Even some of his purge friends, ones you’ve grown familiar with on Purge night through the years, would wave ‘hi’ to you in public. He knew it drove you mad, and he loved that

♡ He loved how sensitive and reactive his toy was. He loved his fragile little plaything

♡ But when he sees you with some walking piece of shit, his anger boils underneath his skin so hot he wants to claw his own skin off

♡ He was most furious at the observations of little quirks you also did when you were officially his

♡ Like rubbing your fingers over their knuckles, always pulling them by their neck to get closer during make outs, needing to take a bite out of their food first before digging into yours claiming it was to make sure theirs wasn’t poisoned, softly bumping your nose against theirs before you kissed them

♡ You did all of that stuff with him. And now you were repeating all your little quirks for them

♡ They didn’t deserve you. No one on the face of the planet, both dead and alive, did. He was the only one for you

♡ He was going to make you realize that. No matter what. And he didn’t care how many lives he had to brutally slaughter or casually destroy to do it

♡ But just like with your old best friends and everyone else who stood in his way, he had to wait till Purge night to butcher that scum

♡ He daydreamed about how he would do it. He loved when he axed your friends but he thought this specific person deserved a special death. He fantasized about killing them in front of you, imagining all the different ways he could do it. All those thoughts made him smile to himself

♡ He fantasized chopping off their limbs one by one so they would die slowly, drilling out their eyes, slamming a chainsaw right down their head, stabbing every inch of their skin so their corpse would be unrecognizable, gutting them open in front of you. All of this as you would cry rivers from your eyes, begging him to stop

♡ And once the execution was carried out, he would immediately go down on you right on that floor, right next to their body

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♡ He was coming for you. Him and all of his friends

♡ Even from the far corner in the small kiln room of the abandoned middle school your lover had found, you still heard the distant, almost muffled, sounds of their laughter

♡ How did they find you? How did he find you?

♡ Your courageous lover held their gun tightly in their hands, having it concentratedly aimed at the locked and barricaded door. You hugged their arm as your eyes never once left the door, your heart pounding so loud and heavy you feared it would give away your location

♡ What two hours felt like two minutes, they were closer than ever. You heard them roam the art room just outside your door as they giggled to each other, none of them bothered being quiet

♡ Suddenly they were slamming a battering ram against the door, two swings broke the lock and four more swings tumbled your barricade down. You fearfully and shakingly whispered your lovers name repeatedly in their ear, needing to know they were getting ready to shoot even though they’ve never killed anyone before

♡ The barricade had fallen and the door opened without anything else in the way. Your lover fired five bullets as soon as they saw someone in the doorframe. You witnessed the first two people in line fall backwards. When more people stepped in, your lover’s shooting never stopped

♡ Your heart coldly stopped at the haunting sound of the clicking of the gun. It was empty

♡ Your fate had been sealed into doom

♡ Your lips quivered uncontrollably as your masked ex boyfriend suavely stepped into the room, carelessly stepping over his fallen friends. He slid off his mask to reveal his malicious smile and cocky gaze. “Smart of me to let them go first.” He said with a humored snicker. It made you nauseated

♡ “Thank you for keeping them warm for me, but I’ll take it from here.” He said as he positioned his axe in both hands, his cheshire cat smile widening down at the two of you. The very same axe he used on your highschool best friends, the very same axe that started it all. How fitting it would be the one to end it

♡ It all happened so fast, your lover bolting up to try to wrestle the axe of his hands, and then you heard a sickening sound of a swing and a slush

♡ You were paralyzed from your spot on the ground, your mouth only parted but shaking as if you’ve been splashed with freezing water. Your eyes wide open as if you had no eyelids, your waterlines overflowing like pitchers, never ceasing the ongoing streams of tears down your cheeks. Your fingers were clutching onto the hair closest to your scalp

♡ You were frozen in absolute terror and traumatizing grief. Watching him hack the one you were going to run away with apart from their stomach, crimson blood and entrails spilling out like cutting open an egg sack

♡ He chopped away until their torso was mutilated and their body was now in two. He took heaving breaths as he ran a hand through his hair to smooth out the locks that fell in his face

♡ He turned to you with that Cheshire grin and eyes that were the embodiment of a danger sign, fresh beads of blood vaguely dripping down his long face. His expensive clothes were stained with splatters of blood. Their blood

“Happy Purge, my dear.”

♡ And then he intended to do exactly what he had been fantasizing about for the past months. To fuck you right on that ground, right next to your bloodily mangled ex lover

♡ And that’s exactly what he did. Unbuckling his pants as he stalked toward you with strides and a taunting smile. You whimpered with terribly shaky sobs as you tried to scramble away backwards while still on the ground

♡ He grabbed your ankle and tugged you closer to him, lunging down at you to forcibly pry open your thighs and force his arousal into you

♡ After the deed was done and he buckled his pants back up, he hurdled your torso up to make your red puffy, exhausted eyes look into his excitedly dilated ones

“Our games have been much fun, but I think it’s now time for you to come home.”

[astrojulia]

Explaining the Aspects

A very important part of everything in astrology (predictive astrology, natal charts, synastry…) is knowing how aspects work.

There are two ways to explain each one of them, the more formal one which is what you see in books and the one with analogies. I like to do both because it's hard to make something stick in my head, LOL. So let's go.

What is an aspect?

Okay, so now let's finally talk about what all these astrological aspects really mean. Basically, the aspects are like the different vibes and energies that flow between the planets, which represent different parts of your personality. So, depending on which planets are in aspect with each other, you might feel more stressed out or more at peace in different areas of your life.

It's kind of like a map of your inner world, and the different angles and shapes that the planets form can either create a sense of harmony or tension. The way that these energies interact can really affect your personality and how you feel day-to-day. So, if you've got a lot of planets aspecting with each other, you might feel those influences more strongly than if they were just hanging out on their own.

There are several aspects, but the ones I use and the ones that are most seen are: Conjunction, Sextile, Square, Trine and Opposition. What about the others you may say, well, I don't work with them, so I am not going to dive in about something I am horrible not good at.

Conjunction

Basically, a conjunction happens when two planets are in the exact same spot on your astrological chart - we're talking zero degrees here, people. Typically, people say that an orb of eight degrees on either side is what counts for a conjunction, so there's about a sixteen-degree arc where these planets can be hanging out together.

When planets are conjunct, it means that the parts of your personality that these planets represent are getting super cozy with each other. The quality of this connection really depends on which planets are involved - if it's two inner planets, you're probably looking at a pretty chill and harmonious situation. But if it's a mix of different kinds of planets (like mental and emotional), you might get some tension going on.

If the Sun is involved in a conjunction, it's going to make the planet it's conjuncting even more powerful. And if the Moon is involved, it's going to bring out the subconscious influence of that planet in your psyche.

Now, when we start talking about outer planets, things can get a little tricky. Depending on how your psyche is set up, a conjunction between outer planets can either be super harmonious or super stressful. And let's be real, most people find the energies of outer planets to be pretty difficult to deal with.

Even calculated points like the Ascendant and Midheaven can get in on the conjunction party, and they tend to take on the flavor of whatever planet they're conjuncting. So, if you've got a planet conjuncting your Ascendant, that planet's influence is going to be even more magnified in your personality.

In other words, conjunction is when two planets will work on the same issue in their company, and depending on the planets the work environment will be good or bad.

Sextile

The sextile is like two planets giving each other a friendly high-five from a distance of sixty (60) degrees apart. It creates a hexagram and a Star of David shape on the astrological chart. Basically, if two planets are within twelve (12) degrees of each other, they're sextiling. It's considered a good vibe kind of aspect, like the universe is giving you a little helping hand. It's all about opportunities and being able to make the most of them.

When planets are sextiling, it's like they're saying, "Hey, let me help you out, bro!" or "Yo, I've got a great idea, let's work together!" They complement each other and bring out the best in one another. For example, when a fiery planet is sextiling an airy planet, it's like they're two peas in a pod. Similarly, when an earthy planet is sextiling a watery planet, they just get each other.

But, like everything in life, there can be downsides to the sextile. If you ignore the opportunities presented by the sextile, you might miss out on some great stuff. If you pursue them too hard, you could end up stepping on other people's toes. If things come too easily to you, you might start taking them for granted. And if you're not careful, you might let greed and selfishness get in the way of your personal growth. So, remember to stay humble and grateful, and take advantage of the good vibes when they come your way!

In other words, the planets support each other here: it’s a collaboration no matter the company sector they work for. If one is making a mistake, the other will rectify it and not complain; if something is wrong it will provide support and not critique. For example, if your Pluto is in sextile to Jupiter, you will feel quite powerful while you’re feeling lucky, but if you play too much, you will recall that you need to be more serious and reserved.

Square

It's what happens when two planets are 90 degrees apart from each other. Usually, there's an orb of about 8 degrees in either direction, so the square can happen for about 16 degrees total. This divides the circle into quarters and makes a square shape within it.

The thing about the square is that it's all about conflict and confrontation. It's like two cars crashing into each other or one car smashing into the side of another. The right angle means there's a lot of resistance and neither planet can easily budge the other. So, it's not exactly a happy-go-lucky kind of aspect - it's considered a tough one.

Basically, the square represents different parts of your mind that are fighting with each other. And if you're not dealing with those inner struggles, you might end up projecting them outward and causing conflicts with others. The planets involved in a square are usually in elements that don't mix well, like Earth and Fire, Fire and Water, Water and Air, or Air and Earth. So, it's hard to find common ground and make peace.

But hey, don't despair! Even though squares are traditionally seen as bad news, some astrologers think they can be good for you. The tension and conflict represented by the square can help you grow and develop. It forces you to overcome obstacles and learn how to deal with difficult situations. So, even though it might not be easy, it could be just what you need to become a stronger, better version of yourself. And, honestly, a chart without any squares might mean you're not being challenged enough to really reach your full potential.

In other words, when the planets are subtracting each other. They go to the desktop and refuse to look each other in the eyes. They will not cooperate when it comes to working together. So if you have Jupiter in the 10th house and Mars in the 1st house, when talking about career you can see your Mars as your eternal front neighbor who sells exactly the same thing as you, you can help each other… but it will need A LOT of maturity.

Trine

Hey, so the trine is formed when two planets are separated by 120 degrees. It's considered a chill and harmonious aspect, and can be represented by an equilateral triangle within the horoscope circle. Basically, everything is balanced and the vibes are good. The energy between the planets flows easily and functions associated with those planets tend to work well together.

If you have a trine in your chart, you might find yourself feeling happy and content with its trine subject. However, there are some risks associated with the trine. If one or both of the planets are difficult for you to work with, the trine can actually amplify that difficulty. Also, because everything seems so easy, you might become too complacent or unprepared for life's challenges.

On the upside, the trine can help raise your consciousness and connect you with your spiritual side. There's also something called a grand trine, which is even more awesome because it involves three planets in trine with one another, creating a circular flow of harmonious energy. All in all, the trine is a pretty sweet aspect in astrology.

In other words, the planets add up and it can be both useful and dangerous. A trine in earth house (2nd,6th and 10th), might generate an obsession with these themes, making the native anxious, as well give the native skills that can make it shine in several fields.

Opposition

So, basically, when two planets are opposite each other at a distance of 180 degrees, it's called an opposition. This means that the functions represented by those planets work in opposite directions and can often lead to conflict. However, the conflict associated with an opposition is generally more easily resolvable than that associated with a square.

The key to resolving the conflict of an opposition is to realize that the duality between the two functions is just an illusion. Both sides of the opposition actually share common qualities and complement each other. By finding this common ground, opposition can be transformed into cooperation and harmony, leading to strength and wholeness.

However, if the conflict is left unresolved, it can lead to confusion, dilemma, and ongoing conflict. To protect itself from the discomfort of the conflict, the ego may adopt one of three defense mechanisms: siding with one end of the opposition, suppressing one side of the opposition, or projecting the qualities of one of the opposed functions onto someone or something else.

Eventually, though, the subconscious mind will create circumstances that force the ego to confront the conflict of the opposition. So it's better to face the conflict head-on and work towards finding common ground and cooperation rather than avoiding it altogether.

In other words, the planets will argue A LOT, but remember that not every discussion is bad, there’s discussions that’re for improvement, like debates.. but this is always an exhaustive process. When you use energy from your Moon that’s in opposition to your Mercury, both your emotional and rational will get tired because the two worked, even on opposite sides.

Sources

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Art: Spin@書籍発売！

[7] GARGATHOLIL. Depth Astrology: An Astrological Handbook - Volume 1: Introduction. Smashwords Edition, 2014.

[high-voltage-rat]

Quotes from tonight's dragonfable conspiracy theory-style discussion while playing adventurefriends and the end of magic with my sibling:

"Did Big Daddy seriously see that the first potion made things weird and reality-bend-y and decide to stick some god juice in the mix?" "Yeah he's a mechquest fan like us. He did what he had to for the cause."

"Is bacon the imaginary number of elements? And is it the opposite of fear?" "Would that make fear a negative element, or just extra positive?" "Don't make me explain imaginary and real numbers to you to theorize about elemental bacon right now."

"So the best way I can describe it is, the shadowscythe are like the sugar daddies of doom in this timeline."

"The hawk tries to figure out why, the raven tries to solve it, the wolf goes to find the source, and the dragon was never seen again. But the dragons were the only ones to come out of the fissure, so what are we even doing, here?" "Tairy Fale." "What." "Reverse Fairy Tale."

"So maybe Valen and Maz touched Akanthus' nasty little chest orb and met Sk'aar!"

"You're really not supposed to touch across a capacitor. They're gonna get the magical equivalent of an electrocution."

"OH WAIT I FORGOT TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE COFFEE!"

"Oh my god, Korin is just bacon."

"Sk'aar either has a head the shadowscythe logo was based on, or he's the victim of a coincidence that probably got him bullied on aequillibria playground."

"THE BLINDING WHITE LIGHT, BRO, THIS IS JUST LIGEIA ALL OVER AGAIN???"

"Secundus more like Sugondese." "Leave."

"Look, I agree that friendship and breakfast both feel cosy, but the bacon theories are crossing over into crackpot 'bad game theory videos' territory now."

[pikachu78109]

General Pokémon Villain HC’s PT. 1

((This is just a random list of head canons on these fellas and I’m not going to go by generation, chronologically))

Archie🌊

Despite his rough, intimidating stature, Archie’s a down to earth, chill guy. If anything, he’s the kind of person who doesn’t take life too seriously. Not too strict with rules, I mean he DOES incorporate some regulations, but for the most part he isn’t going to lose his mind if one of his Grunts does something stupid.

Speaking of Grunts, Archie’s relationship with his team would be that of Luffy’s crew. He cares about his teammates and will absolutely go up to bat for them and they respect the hell out him for it.

Shelley and Archie go way back. They are childhood friends that grew up in Lilycove up until Archie left for Kanto around his late-teens. As close as they are, it’s platonic, although Shelley has developed an interest in Archie, but he’s pretty dense about it. Shelley handles the more responsible aspects within Team Aqua and usually gives a final say whenever Archie might be incapable of doing so. She’s a lot more serious and tends to command more authority than Archie, but she never oversteps her bounds (he’s the leader after all).

Matt and Archie met each other a bit later on in life, probably when Archie was either 12-14. As a big, buff man, Matt tends to be perceived negatively by many people, thinking he’s a troublemaker with intent to hurt others. Archie never viewed Matt in that sense, rather seeing a sensitive and genuine side that holds a heart of gold that proves the many nefarious speculations wrong. As a result, Matt developed a fierce sense of loyalty to Archie, cementing him not just a boss that he’ll follow, but a bro for life.

The pirate inspiration came from the books that Archie used to read as a kid. Not really anything deep, but pirates have always fascinated Archie.

In relation to pirates, Archie lowkey looks to up Drake. Aesthetically anyway.

Archie does stupid shit all. the. time. It’s a miracle that he’s still alive. He could agree to a dare and won’t even question the details.

After the events with Kyogre, Archie had to take some time to reflect. Archie really thought that he was doing the world favor, or rather the Pokémon a favor, by awakening the Sea Basin legend, but totally didn’t expect the outcome. For sure, he felt like garbage and he took it hard. Of course, it doesn’t discredit the fact that Archie did do some bad things (stealing a submarine, Devon parts, a fucking orb) and he’s not the kind of person who makes BS excuses to save face (neither does Maxie). He’ll take responsibility and will figure his issues out with the help of Shelley, and possibly with May and Brandon. Heart was genuinely in the right place, but Archie was too blind to see red flags.

Surprisingly great with kids. You would think that a villain would despise children, but Archie doesn’t mind being around little scamps. He likes their energy and he can keep up pretty well. He’s like the big bro or chill uncle that a lot of kids can talk to, even though the adults think that he’s a bad influence.

Can hold his alcohol pretty well. Man can gulp down at least five to ten drinks before he’s completely cutoff. Hates wine though.

If he hadn’t formed Team Aqua, I imagine him being a super cool marine biologist teacher. His fields trips would be so awesome.

Pretty softhearted and gets emotional a little too easily. It doesn’t take much for this man to cry. Show him a cute baby Spheal learning how to swim? He’s sobbing in seconds.

Maxie🌋

Maxie is an awkward individual who’s so stern, so strict, that it’s almost comical. Everything he does, he does with a bullet pointed mindset. First this, then this, etc. Spontaneity does not apply to Maxie; he’s always prepared and unwilling to make any exceptions because, to him, that would be an inconvenience.

For all his sternness, Maxie can relent a little. He hates making mistakes and expects his team to perform at their absolute. However, he’s no perfectionist and understands that mistakes are always present. It’s a good thing that he’s exceedingly patient.

Tabitha met Maxie as the man was beginning to form Team Magma. He was drawn by Maxie’s keen eye for technology and his knowledge about geological discoveries, a topic that Tabitha took great interest while in college. Of course, Tabitha soon became the earliest member and stuck by Maxie’s side like glue. I would say that Tabitha might be a people pleaser as he does tend to do what Maxie tells him, although, here and there, Tabitha does harbor a bit of jealousy towards everyone praising the Magma boss a bit too much.

Courtney’s…..odd, to put it lightly. Her odd speech patterns coupled that with her robotic mannerisms has led many in Team Magma to wonder if she’s even human. She doesn’t particularly care about expanding landmass (personally) but rather harbors an unhealthy fixation on Maxie. His capabilities of a leader and how he carries himself draw Courtney in and she becomes super defensive against anyone to dares opposes Maxie’s ideals. Being analytical, Courtney studies Maxie’s abilities and feels certain that his way of thinking is the correct approach. Maxie doesn’t feel unnerved by Courtney’s presence and Courtney herself makes sure to not overstep bounds (disappointingly).

Maxie hates being touched, in an intimate sense. No hugging, but a handshake will suffice.

Doesn’t understand slang/texting language. This man is in his late thirties and texts so damn formally and refuses to learn any shortcut text forms. Everything has to be typed out fully, punctuation included.

It could be 80 degrees outside and Maxie will still wear his turtleneck hoodie combo. How this man does not get a heat stroke is beyond comprehension. He might be sweating bullets, but damn, I wish I had his stamina.

Not the best with his emotions, but not like Cyrus level of bad. He’s a blunt, direct individual and can’t really emote well. He’ll say he’s upset, but it’s more restrained, if anything.

Cyrus🪐

A sad, empty man who may very well be the grandfather of emo and nihilism’s best friend for life. Cyrus is a complicated person, so much so that he’s still talked about to this day. No one can quite read Cyrus clearly, not even his Admins.

Despite his impeccable leadership skills and prowess to hold his own in battle, Cyrus is a frail man. His physicality isn’t very strong and the lack of Vitamin D certainly shows as this dude is on his way to becoming a walking corpse. Needless to say, Cyrus doesn’t take very good care of himself and can pass out quite easily if left unattended.

Repressing emotions, as Cyrus strives to achieve, always has been a difficult feat. Although monotone and emotionless to a degree, Cyrus has slipped up and expressed other feelings that aren’t spite and frustration. He’s capable of feeling happiness but he pushes it down so much in order to feel numb. Most of his laughter are mumbled chuckles that are barely noticeable unless you have good ears.

Most of his Admins joined Team Galactic for their own reasons, but most common would be that they are all social outcasts. Cyrus appealed to them mainly for his personal outlook on life and similar experiences with being cast aside, which all three (Saturn, Mars, and Jupiter) could certainly relate to.

Charon joined Team Galactic after the events of Diamond and Pearl, so his reasoning for being there are mostly unknown. Deep down, Charon despises Cyrus and seeks to become leader himself, but no one on Team Galactic takes Charon too seriously.

Doesn’t stay in contact with his grandfather because he doesn’t want to involve him in his life due to the path he chose to pursue. One of the very few moments where Cyrus actually genuinely cares for another human being.

Speaking of his grandfather, he has tried multiple times to reach out to Cyrus, especially when he was little. The family shunned the grandfather for reasons unknown and contact being kept at a painful distance. Still, on the super rare occasions when Cyrus and his grandfather would reunite, it’s a pleasant time.

Cyrus doesn’t have too many hobbies, but tinkering with machinery has always been his passion. Give this man a busted up device and he’ll be showing off his skills proudly.

As a kid, he has tried to make friends, but everyone was put off by him and his strange behavior. Doesn’t help that his home life had its own challenges that made him feel like shit.

Parents weren’t physically abusive, but they were certainly dismissive and self-absorbed folk who would demean their child and shame them for their interests. They were emotionally and mentally abusive to Cyrus, the scars of which permanently traumatized this man for the rest of his life. Parents would pretend that he didn’t exist or sometimes didn’t acknowledge him when in front of company. This oftentimes led Cyrus to hole himself up in his bedroom to escape into his own world, full of machinery and quiet, where no one could bother him.

Cyrus just hurts. There’s not a lot of positivity with this character and, truthfully, he just needs to go to therapy.

[yarpharp]

Okay so I was beginning to tell myself that DA4 is not gonna be as bad of a trainwreck as the reveal trailer was. I really was. But then I finally just watched the DA4 gameplay trailer and like....

Alright Varric I respect your desperate need to convince Solas not to be a dumbass. I really do. I would do the same with more cussing. But also DO YOU WANT TO DIE IN THE INTRO SEQUENCE? And why is your hair black but grey???? Dude you are strawberry blonde what is this shite. Gimme going-grey-with-a-hint-of-red. And where is your chest hair, old man???

The character models are so... Valorant blender smooth. I keep seeing Battle Royale designer vibes and it's very strange. I know that is industry standard by this point but still... where's that Bioware stylization?? Secondly: the iconic DA design style is SOOOO muted in this. Where are my angular and pointy Tevinters? I got some of it, but like viciously sideways. Why are the demons so fuckin weird? They don't even look like the demons from the LAST THREE GAMES. They look like Bioware was running on a tight schedule given to them by EA at gunpoint and decided to cut the models down to save on time. Which... Yikes. Yikes my guy.

The dialogue wheel is janky. I know this is still supposedly pre-launch but... Did they really just slap the old UI with a different visual style? Bro you had TEN YEARS. And also, who the hell wrote your dialogue? And when was Varric ever that close to Solas? They respected each other, sure. But best bros? Solas is notoriously introverted. People made jokes about it. This is some fake news.

Thirdly, I'm a little puzzled by the hyper drama of the Arlathan forest ritual shite. I am aware the stuff behind the scenes in the comics have been talking about shit happening in the forest, but... Okay, correct me if I'm wrong: Solas raised the Veil at Skyhold. His theoretical resources to raise said Veil were his orb and the central locality of said castle. Cool shit. What the fuck are these statues? Are they supposed to represent the gods? If so, what the fuck are you doing USING THOSE, SOLAS? AND ARE THOSE FIGURES EMERGING FROM THE HOLE IN THE VEIL SUPPOSED TO BE THE CORRUPTED EVANURI?? WHY ARE THEY DESIGNED LIKE A FUCKIN HYLICS 2 CHARACTER? (no disrespect, I love Hylics 2) I just... I recognize that Solas is desperate to fix his wrongs and theoretically save everyone from the Evanuri (because if the theory the elven gods are inflicted with the blight is still true, then yeah ya gotta kill the source of the blight) so he's seeking out dangerous shortcuts, but... Idk man. Idk. I am just sooooo skeptical of this. This has so much more obvious "EA has its paws on a franchise and proceeds to ruin it" energy. I am sooooo skeptical.

My positive opinion? Solas looks great. Did he fuckin growl like a wolf when he smashed Bianca with his glowy eyes? Yes, yes he did. Are the landscapes awesome? Yes. Is the companion programming still janky even in the new game? Yes. Is that floating building a magical panopticon?! Possibly, and that's fascinating. Are the voice actors the same? Can't quite tell, because I can hear voice mixing happening to their voices so either they aren't the same VAs but they're tuning them to sound close or they are not putting full effort into the VA shit until release. Am I an EA hater?

Yeah, but that's because I have been burned too many times to believe EA won't ruin a glorious RPG franchise. I'll try to stay optimistic, but I am struggling.

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #11

We're reading PKNA #8: Silicon and I do not remember this story. That's about all I have to say beforehand oop.

How are you gonna IMMEDIATELY start the Donald Duck comic book with half naked women omfg what if my mom sees me reading this

I do find it funny that they're trying to get rid of Fangus when he was LITERALLY in New Zealand just last issue. Like sure he was there for work but he was still gone for some period of time, it's like he came home and they were like "ok now LEAVE" which like. yeah fair. it's Angus Fangus.

Never ask a Scottish person to say "purple burglar alarm"

He's so babygirl here in his pink shirt btw. or like purple idk purpleish pink shirt

As opposed to what Uno, artificial humor??? Bro I've seen AI write jokes and that shit is ASS don't even try

wait why the hell does Fangus have duck feet? kiwi feet don't look like that????

man not THIS asshole again. go home broke ass uno. you will never be him.

I'm not calling you a "good boy" PK that patrol wa- sorry.

I'mma be fr I'm more unnerved by these naked evronians than I thought I'd be. Also what's with the line dividing their torsos? It makes them look like they have a shirt and pants on which like.... DO they?????

I love when they fuck with Angus Fangus can we just keep gaslighting him forever please

I think there's something interesting to be said about the fact that Due is basically identical to Uno in every way, having only turned evil from being forced to lie dormant for years and unable to use his insane amount of intelligence and computing power. Like, if we locked Uno in an empty room for a decade would he have the same response? Is there a great capacity for evil lurking within that beautiful green orb of his??? Idk I'm not here to do a huge analysis, RIP bozo packwatch. I'm sure Due is gone for real this time.

shoutout to that one name that comes SO close to being matpat. also who the fuck is uncle sis

oh fuck. shit. fuck. not again. DAMMIT. HE LIVED. MAN. BOOOOOO

I don't have much to say in terms of reflection so I guess that wraps up this- oh my god wait a second, what's this??? There's still a few pages left? That's right folks, Looks like it's time for our first ever

🎊✨~ BONUS COMIC!!!! ~✨🎊

That's right bitch, PKNA has a bunch of little mini stories after the issues. Unfortunately the first series is focused on Angus Fangus </3 but HEY Trip is after this and I love Trip so we just have to stay strong and pull through ok. Trust.

New baby Angus Fangus just dropped. Punting this fucker into the sun.

Oh she's bad asf ok

GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HER

HELLO??? THAT'S SUCH A FUCKING DRASTIC TURN 😭

Actually you know what good on Vicious for backstabbing Fangus and stealing his award. That's what we call girlbossing your way to the top 💅 also like it's Angus Fangus who really cares

Ok see you next week :3c I miss Xadhoom

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Sukapon

Debut: Joy Mech Fight

I have never liked fighting games all that much... too competitive for me! And often so complicated. No thank you.

But a fighting game where every character is a funny robot with floating limbs and the main character is some pink orbs with an eyes? Yahoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Joy Mech Fight is very silly and strange, and it is also a fighting game for the Famicom, and that is why it is so silly and strange. But it’s pretty genius! To have the characters be so big and animated, their bodies are made of small, disconnected sprites that can go all over the place! It is very impressive!

The game’s story is NOT impressive! It is nearly identical to the plot of Mega Man. Two scientists make robots, one becomes evil and makes the robots evil, the good one has to reprogram a non-combat robot to fight, that whole thing. The bad scientist’s name even starts with a W! He has an evil castle with a W on it! It’s really quite funny. His name is Dr. Walnuts.

Anyway, the aforementioned non-combat robot is Sukapon! My beloved bundle of balls! Sukapon is a comedy robot who loves nothing more than to stand up on stage and be silly. And even as a Fighting Robot, this personality does not change!

Here is Sukapon’s “Good Punch”. I think it’s pretty good!

And this is one of Sukapon’s signature moves, Tondeker, in which it throws one of its head! It has an infinite supply of its own head, so it’s ok. See how impressive? They figured out infinite matter generation in this game!

In the opening cutscene of the game... we get to witness the Birth Of Sukapon!

One day in the lab, a robot is being made! Some kind of serious-looking guy, in a tube. This serious guy is very important, and is in fact my favorite character in the game! We’ll get to that. What’s important is that the procedure is activated, something goes wrong, and there’s an explosion...

And out comes Sukapon! Dancing with glee! Happy birthday! See? That serious-looking guy is my favorite character, because that was Sukapon all along! It seems the Sukapon we know is a sort of unintended result. Cuter, sillier, pinker. Better! I’m not sure what the original robot was supposed to be, but it doesn’t look like much of a comedian. Whatever the case, even though things did not go as planned, Sukapon is well loved, and gets to be as silly as it wants!

As the story mode goes on, Sukapon’s opponents get stronger and stronger, including stronger versions of previous opponents... and even a stronger version of Sukapon! This is Sukapokon! I feel like this is a very profound moment in Sukapon’s journey. It’s come so far, defeated so many powerful opponents, but here it is, faced with an objectively better version of itself. That’s heavy stuff for a robot! And you know what? Sukapon wins, against all odds! I honestly feel like a situation like this is worthy of being a final boss battle, with the personal stakes and impact it has for Sukapon as a character.

In reality, the game does not give this battle any more fanfare than all the rest! This is all Dr. Walnuts has to say about Sukapokon:

Yeah, ok. Whatever, gramps!

Sadly, Nintendo would go on to lose the rights to Joy Mech Fight, preventing Sukapon from making further appearances... but then they found the rights! They had literally just misplaced them.

Most recently, Sukapon has appeared as an Assist Trophy in Super Smash Bros. Ultimate, its second major appearance ever, but a very notable one! Fully modeled HD Sukapon, doing recreations of classic Sukapon attacks! What’s that you got there, Sukapon? A Luigi? What fun! Just make sure you put it back where you found it when you’re done playing!

I will leave you with a tidbit that will change your perception of Sukapon forever. The U is basically silent! It’s pronounced Skapon! Now you can go back and reread the post with this knowledge, and it is like you get a whole extra post for free!

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Swap Beyond the Crystalverse Chapter 9: Zombie Apocalypse

Co-written with @crystalninjaphoenix Read Swapboys | Read Crystal’s AUs

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Bro and Alt fall in a way they hadn't fallen in a while, freefalling through the space in-between. And when they land, they are, for once, in the same place. Outside, on a sidewalk in some suburban area. The houses are spread out, with wide lawns, and in the distances there are tall buildings rising into the cloudy gray sky. Trash is piled up on the corners. Many of the houses are rundown, windows boarded up and shingles missing from the rooftops. 

Bro curls up around Alt as they fall and keeps around him once they’ve landed. Eventually he lets go and blinks, getting up to look around. 

Anti's voice chimes in from Alt's phone. "Where the fuck are we?!"

Alt groans and rubs his head and gets out his phone again to look at Anti, “I-I don’t know… I-i couldn’t let the pieces get lost though!” 

“…I don’t like this…” Bro mumbles, eyeing the run down buildings around them.

"Alright. Alright. Hold on." Anti rubs his eyes. Alt's phone camera opens up, showing the environment to him. "This place... isn't lived in. Either we're in a bad area... or maybe... maybe we're in a bad world." 

“Red Anti said we wouldn’t like this world…” Bro sighs, “So most likely the latter.” 

Anti frowns. "Do you see anyone around? Or the bag with the parts?"

Alt glitches up and holds the phone out and shows the camera around. “I… I don’t think I see anyone… here lemme see if the tracker works…?” Alt takes out the orb and touches the pupil.

The tracker tells him that the bag landed farther away, in those distant buildings. It also tells him that this place is called Marsing City. 

"Yeah... I thought so," Anti says. "The worst world in the area is one IRIS called UA-1002009ZA. It's--" Then he stops. "Do you hear that?" They're standing right next to one of these suburban houses. And there are muffled shouted voices coming from inside.

Alt is about to tell the others where the bag is, then freezes. Bro anxiously looks towards the house. “Uhh- m-maybe it’s uh… domestic? We should just go-“ Bro whispers to Alt and Anti.

Just as Bro says that, the front door of the house bursts open. "Well fine then! See if you guys can last a week without your fucking mechanic!" a man shouts back into the doorway. He spins around and stomps out into the street, over to the telephone pole at the base of the driveway. He takes out a knife and starts stabbing the pole, not even noticing Alt and Bro.

Bro grabs Alt’s shoulder and pulls him back as the two of them stare at the guy hacking at the pole. Bro starts to pull Alt across the street. “Okay let’s go go go-“ he hisses. Alt hurriedly stuffs his phone back in his pocket.

The man takes a deep breath, calming himself down. He runs a hand through his hair--and then finally notices the two of them. He whirls to look at them. This man--he looks like Alt, but a couple years older. Even his eyes are the same, though he doesn't have any freckles. He's wearing a dusy black leather jacket and thick dark blue jeans. "Hey! What're you two doing out here?!"

Alt glitches a bit in surprise. Bro turns around and grins wide, even if it’s nervous. “Uh!! We’re just passing through! Don’t mind us!”

The man stares at Alt with wide eyes. "Did you just--was I--oh fuck I'm hallucinating. I've finally cracked." He rubs his eyes. "Look, you two stay right here. You look completely unprepared for anything." 

Alt and Bro exchange wary glances. “I-It’s okay, man! W-We should be okay! Thanks though!” Bro shouts back, waving his hands. 

The man turns back to the house. "Hey! Actually, there are some guys here!" 

One of the windows gets pushed open. "What type of guys?!" 

"Normal guys!" 

"Do not shout you two are you crazy?!" A third voice... shouts.

Bro claps his hands over his mouth as the third voice shouts. Alt looks around warily, “Why shouldn’t we shout?” He tries to ask.

The man looks around. "Well... there's none in sight right now," he mutters. "That's good, at least. But there could be some around to hear us. In which case... we shouldn't have done that." He scans Alt and Bro. "Okay, if you don't know what's going on, that's weird." 

A face appears in the window. A face that looks like Bro's. "What are you doing?" The man says, talking just loud enough to be heard. "Get in here!"

The brothers again look at each other. Bro eventually shrugs, “…if this is as bad as everyone keeps saying… this is probably our best bet.” 

Alt groans, “…I hate this already.” Then the two of them hurry back across the street to the man and the house.

The man leads the two of them into the house, and they're immediately greeted by a group staring at them with wide eyes. A group of familiar faces. A man wearing a snapback cap, a man with a thick mustache, a man with cloudy glasses, a man in a red hoodie, and a man with chin-length hair and yarn jewelry. Strange... all of them are wearing patched, worn clothes. The man with the cap has a shoulder holster with a handgun. And the one in the hoodie is holding a metal baseball bat like he's waiting for Alt or Bro to snap at any moment. 

"What the fuck?" The man with jewelry whispers, staring at Alt. "Anti, do you have another brother?" 

No, we do not, the man with the mustache says.

Alt shrinks back at all the eyes on them, pulling up his mask self consciously. 

Bro, however, steps up and waves, “Uh hi! Actually he’s my brother- he’s Alt and I’m Chase- but uh guys can call me Bro cuz that’s probably easier!” He takes in all the patched up appearances and the guy in the hoodie’s hostile posture and points, “uh… we’re kinda lost sooo- if you all could explain like… what’s the deal here- that’d be great?”

"You must be really fucking lost, then," the man in the hoodie mutters, lowering the bat. "Alright. I'm Jackie. This is Chase, Marvin, Henrik--we call him Schneep--JJ, and Aodhan--we call him Anti. We've been camping here for a while, but uh... I guess you guys could stay for a while? Or, um... the coast seems to be clear for now, if you want to head out. D'you need anything? We don't have that much to spare, but maybe--"

"We don't have anything to spare!" The man from outside--Anti--snaps. 

"Bro, shut the fuck up," Chase says. "Don't be like that."

Alt grumbles, “We don’t need anything- we just wanna know what’s going on.”

“Yeah like- when we mean lost we mean… we’re not from here. At all… we’re from another world.” Bro says, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “That’s why Alt looks like Anti and I look like you-“ He points at Chase. “So we genuinely have no clue what’s going on…”

The others all stare at them. Silently. 

"They've cracked!" Anti said, throwing a hand into the air. "Fucking great!" 

“What does that mean?!” Alt growls. 

"Ah, no offense, but do you have proof?" Marvin asks. 

Schneep frowns. "The fact that they seem really clueless... it would be hard to act that way."

“Uh- well I’m guessing being look-a-likes doesn’t count. Okay well one, I’m Chase Brody so like- you.” He gestures at Chase again, “Same names. Alt’s also called Anti but only I call him that.” He then nods to Alt. “Two- …guess we gotta bring out the big guns, baby bro.” The hero mutters. 

Alt sighs and then glitches across the room in a quick flash before appearing back in his place, pixels coming off his shoulders, his eyes electric. Bro then hops up to just gently float in the air. He raises an eyebrow down at the others. “…does that prove it orrr do you need something more?” He asks.

"Magic?!" Marvin gasps. "I haven't seen another magician since the Circle!" 

How likely is it that he also made it out? JJ asks. 

Marvin shakes his head. "No, I-I would've seen him there. And I definitely would've remembered someone with distinct magic like that. So... I guess it's likely." 

"And we didn't tell them my last name," Chase adds. "So... if they're really from another universe, then... they don't know anything." 

"Ohhh shit." Jackie's eyes widen. "Okay. Time to rip off the band-aid then. Uh. Zombies. They're real and they're everywhere."

Bro hits the ground with a hard thud and stares at the others with mouth agape, “ZOMBIES?!!?” 

“Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me…” Alt snarls. “That fucking red bitch! Of course he’d put us somewhere like this!”

"Red bitch?" Anti laughs. "What are you, 1950s guys against communism or something?" 

Alt snorts out something that could be a laugh towards Anti.

"I think we're missing context for that," Chase mutters. 

"Look, they're not zombies like in the movies," Marvin quickly corrects. "They're more like...necromantic accidents. Some spell must've gone wrong. A lot of magicians quarantined themselves, so... I'm not really the best person to ask about specifics." 

"Basically, avoid being scratched or bitten by them," Jackie says. "You're both wearing long sleeves and pants, so that's good."

Bro blinks and tilts his head, “…so they’re magic zombies? How does that work??”

Chase shrugs and glances towards Marvin. "Explain?" 

"Okay, so in movies zombies are slow and decaying monsters, right?" Marvin says. "Not like that here. Zombies look like normal people, just with all-white eyes. They're slow, but not shuffling. And a lot of them can run. They don't make any sound at all." 

I promise I'm not a zombie, JJ says jokingly. 

"And like Jackie says, you don't want to get scratched or bitten," Marvin says. "The spell must have been some sort of blood magic, because it spreads through contact with it."

“Oh so it’s even more terrifying…” Bro mutters nervously. 

Alt makes a thinking face, “…we’re here to look for something. Something really important. I know it’s fallen near those taller buildings we saw. The main city- which I’m guessing is.. bad.”

Anti laughs. "Uh--yeah. The more populated area, the more of them there are." 

Alt's phone crackles. "It's worth noting that IRIS has this universe under a quarantine," adds their Anti. 

"Wait, do you have a walkie-talkie of some sort in there?" Schneep asks.

Alt glitches a bit before growling to himself, “Why does that keep spooking me?” He pulls out his phone and shows Anti to the others. “Uh- more complicated than that. This is our friend Anti- he’s also from another universe and he’s helping us get to new ones.” 

Bro leans over to talk to Anti, “sooo- we can’t let whatever is in here out… like red bitch. Greatttt- I don’t like these quarantine universes…”

Anti waves at the others from the phone screen, then turns to Bro. "I think it's more like 'don't get infected and take it with you out of the world', you know?" 

“Ahhh-right.” Bro nods. 

"Oh!" Marvin's eyes widen. "You could've just shown your phone if you wanted to prove you were from another world! None of them work here anymore. Cell towers down, y'know, and a lot of power grids, too." 

That explains why the house is so dim; none of the lights are on.

Alt blinks. “Oh- …that makes sense. Our powers are usually the fastest way to show that though.” He laughs. 

"So... you guys need to get downtown, then?" Chase asks. "Uh... we could... maybe... help."

Bro blinks and looks at his other self, “I mean.. we’d appreciate it since we’re out of our depth… but not if it puts all of you in danger.” 

Alt nods, “I can glitch us pretty far… probably. Or… I guess Bro can fly us.”

Chase blinks. "I was just thinking I could drive you... You can fly?" 

“Did you guys miss me hovering earlier? I guess Alt’s glitching overshadowed me,” Bro laughs. 

"Glitching is that teleport you just did, I'm assuming," Marvin mutters. 

"Okay, you two, there's a problem with that," Anti says from the phone. "If you leave right after, these guys will be stuck in the middle of the city. I'm assuming." 

"That me in the phone is right," Anti confirms. "Pretty much all the cars in there have been taken or scavenged. And while we've been able to go there briefly in groups of two, all of us will have a harder time moving around.”

"If I give you a boost, could you glitch the car, too?" Marvin asks. He raises up his hand, and fiery orange magic swirls around his fingers. "I'm a good power source." 

JJ winces. Don't call yourself that. You're more than that.

Alt blinks, “oh I was.. talking about me and Bro but.. if you guys really wanna come… I could try… if you’re willing to lend some power, Marvin.”

Marvin nods. "It's not a problem."

"I think you'll need our help if things go south," Jackie says, resting his bat on his shoulders. 

I'm sure you two are quite powerful, JJ says. But you could still be overwhelmed. Me and Anti have had a lot of close calls going into the city. 

"I wish you two would be more careful," Schneep mutters. 

Chase walks over to a bag sitting by a wall, reaching in and taking out a whole bunch of weapons. He hands a pair of knives to JJ, a shotgun to Schneep, and a second handgun to Marvin. Schneep also walks over and grabs a duffel bag with a blue cross on it--a first aid kit of some kind. "You guys need anything?" Chase asks. 

Alt and Bro exchange looks. “I don’t really use weapons,” Bro says. “Except these guys!” He punches at the air with a cheeky grin. 

Alt rolls his eyes. “…usually I just need my magic… but I guess if you guys have anything to spare…”

"Here, you can have one of Anti's knives," Chase says. 

"What the hell?!" Anti says defensively. 

"Shhh. He's just another version of you, essentially." Chase hands a knife out to Alt, a big hunting blade. 

"Don't give him Cernunnos, at least!" Anti protests, hurrying over. He takes the knife for himself. "Here, he can have Artemis." He holds out the knife he was using to stab the telephone pole earlier, which is a bit smaller than the one Chase was offering.

Alt blinks and looks between Chase and Anti. He slowly takes the new knife, “…you name your knives?”

"You don't?" Anti tosses the big knife--Cernunnos, he'd called it--back and forth between his hands. "Naming them helps you use them more efficiently, I believe."

Alt chuckles, “I just usually keep one on me. Never thought of a name for it though.” 

JJ chuckles. He's tried to get me to name them, too. I don't understand it. 

"Alright, if everyone's ready, let's head on out," Jackie says, pulling up the hood of his hoodie. "To the car."

Bro stretches then grins, “Alright! Zombie adventure go!” 

"Adventure?" Chase laughs drily. "Yep, guess you can call it that. Let's go." 

“We’ll follow your lead,” Alt says.

Chase leads the whole group outside, to the only car in sight. A van--not unlike the one that Marvin drove two universes ago. "If we all get in, I can link up with Alt and give him a boost to transport everyone," Marvin says, sliding open a back door and climbing in. 

"Who wants shotgun?" Chase asks, climbing into the driver's seat. "I mean--Schneep has the shotgun, but he doesn't have to have it."

Alt nods and glitches into the back with Marvin. 

Bro blinks then shrugs and climbs into the passenger seat. “I’ll join you other me!”

"Hah! Great." Chase grins. Once everyone is in, Marvin grabs onto Alt. "I'm told this feels weird," he mutters, his eyes lighting up orange. Alt suddenly feels a jolt, fiery and hot. The energy is quickly converted to his own electrical type of magic, and for a brief moment, it feels like he can do anything. "Also it doesn't last long," Marvin adds, bringing down the mood.

Alt shivers and then green electricity zips around him as he looks down at his hand as firey energy pulses in his veins. “Woah-!” He nods and closes his eyes, setting both his hands on the seat. “okay- just imagine a good spot in the city!” He tells the others. Then, the van walls and seats glitch and flicker- then  the others feel a sharp electric energy jolt through their systems- then they all glitch in a quick zip into the city. 

The whole van disappears, and reappears in the middle of an intersection, surrounded by tall buildings. It's the middle of a city, but it's dead silent. And empty. 

Eerie. 

Some of the buildings have vines crawling up the side. Some have been graffittied with phrases about the end of the world or warnings about places to avoid. Most of them have broken windows on the ground floor. There are cars parked around randomly, both on the sides of the street and in the middle, but all of them are extremely dusty, clearly not having moved in a while. 

"Whoa." Chase shakes his head. "That was... weird."

Alt feels momentarily faint after they glitch and falls back slightly in the seat. 

"Uh, Chase?" Anti is twisted around in his seat, looking out the back window. "Behind us."

There's a crowd of people walking across the street. About six of them. Only... the way they move is strange. Stiff, limbs bending jerkily. 

"Shit!" Chase hisses. "Did they hear us?!" ... 

...evidently not, as they soon cross the street and disappear into an alley between two buildings.

Bro eeps quietly and ducks down under the window. Then he very slowly looks out. “My god… that’s creepy as fuck-“ Bro shudders.

"Yeah, fucking freaky," Jackie agrees. 

I don't see any others around, though, JJ says. Quick, do you know where that thing you're looking for is?

Alt shakes himself back up and pulls out the tracker, “L-Lemme see if I can see something more specific…”

The tracker tells him the bag of TRVLR parts is in the AllCo building near the center of the city.

“It’s in the AllCo building… in the center,” Alt says looking out at the others. “do you guys know of it?”

“Oh yeah, we’ve been there a lot,” Anti says. “It’s a grocery shop. A giant one. Guess you don’t have them in your world.” 

“That’s some ways away,” Chase says. “Good thing I started the car beforehand.” 

“Oh sick-“ Bro says, leaning up to watch the street with Chase. He puts it into drive and starts slowly heading through the streets, glancing around anxiously. 

“Soooo… different universe, huh?” Jackie says. “What’s it like there? I mean, obviously you don’t have all this.” He gestures vaguely at the abandoned city.

Alt glances at Jackie and shrugs, “It’s… normal mostly. We got magic and superheroes obviously and I pretty fucked up villain that hunts us but…” he plays with his necklace and smiles a bit, “We also got our friends and partners and… I dunno. It’s peaceful right now. Hasn’t always been granted but… it is now.” 

“All of you guys are different there too!” Bro adds with a grin, “Our Jackie is a dad but also does parkour videos on YouTube! Our JJ is a hypnotherapist- and our Henrik is an actor! And deaf but he makes it work!”

“We don’t have superheroes,” Jackie mutters, sounding a bit jealous. “That would’ve come in handy.” 

Schneep laughs. “An actor, hmm? Interesting. I do not think I’d have been very good at that. And being a doctor has come in much more handy.” 

“Hypnotherapy?” Anti raises an eyebrow. Then looks at JJ. “Think you could’ve done that?” 

JJ shrugs. Perhaps. The voice thing probably prevents that now, though. He runs a hand across his throat, where a red scar can be seen. Come to think of it, there’s a similar scar on Anti’s throat, but a bit lighter. I’ll guess the other me isn’t related to you two. 

“Seems the brotherly bonds have been switched around,” Chase comments.

“No- not unless he’s some secret cousin of ours, but I doubt it.” Bro laughs. 

“Hmm… I think we’ve met a couple other Jamesons and Antis that were siblings… not a one where me and Bro are still siblings though. Interesting…” alt mutters. He glances at JJ and Anti’s throat, lightly touching his own then pulling up his mask.

“Weird,” Chase says. “I can’t imagine the Jackson twins being separated.” 

“I could make it on my own if I wanted to!” Anti protests. 

“Yes, of course you could, Anti,” Schneep says. 

“I’m serious! I’m a mechanic, I know close quarters stuff, and I’m very sneaky.” 

“Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.” 

“Do you guys have the Magic Circle?” Marvin asks. “Are they bastards there too?”

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Alt grumbles. “Ours tried to hunt me down when I was younger. S’why I didn’t use my magic much for a while.” 

“…is the magic circle the ones who started all this?” Bro asks quietly. 

Marvin shakes his head. "Nope. But it was probably a magician or group of magicians of some kind. But you know what the Magic Circle did do? The moment shit started going down they were like 'alright, we're gonna leave town with all our followers and make a little base. Fuck those non-magic guys, right?'" He sighs. "I, uh... didn't see any problem with it... at the time. But then again, I didn't know any non-magic guys." 

"That place was horrible," Jackie says, shaking his head. "The Circle just got more and more tight-ass about stuff in their base. I wouldn't be surprised to hear others escaped after we got you out of there." 

"Yeah. Hope Sunday made it out. Maybe I'll find him again some time."

“Damn, what a bunch of assholes…” Bro mutters, “Can’t believe people would do that…”

"...yeah," Marvin says quietly. 

"Not everyone took the whole apocalypse thing well," Anti mutters, absentmindedly touching his throat.

Bro shakes his head, “I guess that makes sense but I just… can’t wrap my head around that. I’d be like… helping as many people as I could.” 

Alt is quiet, looking over Anti’s knife. …would he do the same if he was in this situation? ..he’s not sure.

"Bro, honestly? Safety in numbers, if you ask me," Chase says. "We've gotten this far cause all of us have different skills that help each other, yknow?" 

Bro frowns making a face, “I guess…” 

"Yeah, for example, you can drive," Jackie says jokingly. 

"Ha ha." Chase turns the car around a corner--and his eyes widen. "Oh shit!" There's a huge crowd of people blocking the road. Just standing around, maybe walking absentmindedly. As some of them turn to look at the van, Bro in the front seat can see the pure whiteness of their eyes. 

"That's a lot of them!" Marvin gasps.

Bro stiffens as he sees the large crowd. “Oh shit- w-what do we do??” 

Alt glitches a bit closer to look, “Fuck.. how far are we from AllCo?”

"We have to keep down this street for a while and then turn left," Chase says. "The turn is uh--out of sight right now but just barely." 

"Floor it!" Anti suggests. "There can't be that many runners in there." 

We don't want to be too loud, though! JJ protests. 

Many of the zombies are walking towards the van now, moving in that strange jerky way.

Alt looks nervous and then grips the seats, “I-I could glitch onto the roof and keep them off the car?? T-That won’t help with the noise though… I-I could try to glitch us to AllCo but I… I dunno if I’ll have much magic after…”

"That's probably our best bet, to have you on the top," Marvin says. "Chase, d'you think you could be careful enough to keep him up there?" 

"Yeah, if he's confident he could keep his balance." Chase hesitates. "Okay. Go. I don't know how much sound your magic makes but it won't be as much as the car speeding along."

Alt nods, “I think I can stay on.” 

Bro looks back at Alt with worried eyes, “Pleasee be careful!” 

Alt smiles, “I will. Alright- get going then!” He glitches up onto the roof, carefully crouching on the top and eyeing down the crowd in front of them. Electricity crackles around him as he builds up magic in one of his hands.

Chase takes a deep breath and speeds up the car a little, leading into the crowd. Schneep moves into Alt's seat from the back, and he and Marvin stare out the side windows, ready to attack in case something goes wrong. 

The zombies immediately crowd around the van as it moves forward. Some paw at it loosely, but some are smarter and try grabbing onto the door handles. A few try getting onto the hood, partially blocking the windshield.

Alt sends out a blast of electricity, shooting out a ring around the car to try to push most of the zombies off.

Though they don't feel pain, the electricity definitely affects the zombies, sending them back, muscles jittering from the shock. 

"Handy spell," Marvin comments. "Gotta try and mimic that sometime." 

Chase looks around nervously. They've passed through the original spot where the crowd was, but the zombies are getting up and following them. He rolls down the window a crack. "Speeding up a little, Alt!" he calls. "Be careful!" 

Alt crouches down more, “Got it!”

A zombie then immediately tries to shove their hand through the bit that's open and Chase yelps, pushing them back and quickly rolling the window up again.

Alt quickly sends out blasts to any zombies that get too close. Hopefully he’ll have enough magic to last them till they get to AllCo…

They quickly get through most of the group, but some of the zombies run after them, arms swinging wildly. 

"Fucking hell, that never stops looking freaky," Anti comments, looking out the back window. One of them manages to grab onto the door handle. Schneep quickly checks that the door is locked so it doesn't slide open.

Alt sends a blast out towards the one by the door, “Damn these things are persistent!”

But even though this one's arms judder from the blast, its grip holds tight, white eyes looking up at Alt. 

"Schneep, open it up!" Marvin says, eyes glowing orange. Schneep hesitates, then unlocks the door. It immediately slides open and Marvin sends out a fireball that curves, looking like a comet, and hits the zombie's wrist. It finally lets go and goes tumbling down the street. Schneep quickly pulls the door shut again.

Alt jolts then grins wide, “Yeah nice one!” He calls down to Marvin.

"Thanks!" Marving shouts back up at him. 

Chase rolls down the window a little again. "Okay, we're almost there, so get back in so I can speed up!"

Alt blinks then grins wide and glitches back in. He sighs a bit in relief, “God- that was intense…”

"God, yeah." Anti nods. "Me and JJ don't take a car usually when we come here to scavenge. It's easier to sneak around that way--but the speed can be an advantage." 

"Hold on everyone." Chase turns a corner and presses down on the gas, speeding the rest of the way. They reach a car lot outside a wide, low building. The AllCo logo is displayed proudly on the side in blue and red, though it looks like the O is missing. There are a few lone zombies wandering around, but Chase is very careful as he pulls right up next to the door. "Nobody talk once outside," he whispers. "We're gonna have to pry the sliding doors open. Where's the crowbar?" 

"Got it." Jackie pulls said crowbar out from under his seat.

Bro and Alt nod, Alt getting out the knife and getting it ready.

"Alright... out." Chase takes the car keys and puts them in his pocket. Everyone climbs out of the van, and the group seems to fall into a practiced formation. Jackie and Anti are in front, Schneep is in the middle with JJ and Marvin on either side, and Chase takes up the rear. Jackie wedges the end of the crowbar into the gap between sliding doors and pries them open.

Alt and Bro try to stick in the middle with Schneep. Alt tries his best to not glitch as he anxiously watches their surroundings. They both quickly slip in with the others as the doors are opened. 

While heading in, Alt checks the tracker again.

The tracker tells him that the bag landed in the meat section near the back. 

This supermarket is dim, but it looks like it gets darker the further in you go. Which makes sense, as the power is out and there are no windows. To the left is a bakery section that's mostly empty of food, the remaining food being old and molded. Ahead are aisles. To the right is the checkout area. 

"Do you think we could grab some stuff while we're here?" Chase asks, whispering. 

We'll see, JJ says.

“God this place is creepy as hell…” Bro whispers. 

Alt looks to the others, “The bag we’re looking for is in the meat section.”

Anti frowns. "That's all the way in the back..." Schneep opens up the bag he'd brough and takes out a couple small flashlights, only about three inches long. He hands one to Jackie. Marvin conjures up a ball of orange light to help light up the area as well. 

"JJ, Anti, you have been here most often," Schneep whispers. "What's the quickest way?" 

"Beeline through the middle," Anti says. "Right through the pasta."

Alt also makes a ball of green light to help. “Okay- sounds doable. It’s a black satin bag so keep an eye out for that-“ 

Bro looks around, “I could always fly over real quick! Or do you think that’ll draw their attention?”

"You don't make any sound while flying, right?" Chase says. "It should be fine. Scout out the area." 

Schneep waves his flashlight. "I will keep an eye on you. You know sign language, yes? Judging by how you understand Jamie. Tell us in sign if you see something."

“I can do that!” Bro grins. He quickly hurries into the air and follows Anti’s advice to go through the pasta aisle, cruising above it to look for the meat section.

The rest of the group hurries forward, going as fast and stealthily as possible. 

From above, Bro can see a lot of the supermarket, including the occasional movement in the aisles. But the place is dark. Really dark. So it's hard to see details. At least the pasta aisle is clear. 

Bro notices the movement and keeps an eye on it but focuses on moving forward as carefully as he can.

As they walk past, JJ grabs a box of spaghetti from the shelf and stuffs it into his backpack. 

"Careful," Jackie mutters. "We don't want our bags to rattle." 

I'm careful, JJ says defensively. 

"Can't believe people left the pasta behind but took all the bread," Chase whispers.

“Bread is easier to eat fast- you gotta cook the pasta usually.” Alt whispers. “Gotta go with the non-perishables.” 

"Yeah well... by now the perishables have perished," Chase says. "So people can come get this stuff." 

"Risky to go back into the city for the food with longer shelf lives, though," Anti mutters. 

"You and JJ do it. Sometimes Jackie." 

"And we're very careful while doing it." 

The aisle opens up into the back, where there are sections of freezer shelves--shelves that have lost power by now, of course. Luckily, it looks like it was also mostly raided, so the food is gone, sparing them the smell of spoiled meat. 

"A black bag, you said?" Marvin asks, sending his ball of light forward--and the light lands on a big blue backpack, its contents spilled out across the floor. "...that's not it, then. What is that?" 

Wasn't here last time, JJ comments.

Alt carefully prowls forward, crouching down by the backpack to get a look at it. 

Meanwhile Bro starts to scan the meat aisle quickly, looking for the bag.

The bag seems to have been full of food. Freeze-dried stuff, or things that just need water to work. There were also some papers crowded into the bottom. And... prominently on its front pocket, there's a logo that looks like an eye. A curved symbol with a circle inside. And inside that circle is written "IRIS."

Alt freezes, eyes wide as he sees the logo. He scrambles back and huffs. “I-I probably wouldn’t touch that stuff-“ he whispers to the others.

"Hmm? Why?" Chase walks forward. "IRIS?" 

"IRIS?" Marvin repeats. "I've heard of those guys. The Circle didn't like them." 

"They made technology and such," Schneep says, nodding. "I think they have since collapsed. Why is a bag of theirs here?" 

“… the IRIS we know… they’re not to be trusted. I wouldn’t be surprised if this thing started because of them.” Alt mutters.

Marvin blinks. He tilts his head. "That... Well, if the Magic Circle was right about them trying to combine tech with magic... That's entirely possible." 

"Food is food, though," Anti says, scooping up everything and pushing it back into the bag, which he then pulls onto his back. 

A zombie stalks towards the group. Jackie inhales sharply. "Move move move!" he whisper-shouts. 

Alt turns around in surprise and glitches forward on instinct, holding out Anti’s knife to try to keep it back.

The zombie is not deterred by the threat of the knife and keeps going forward until Jackie rushes forward and pushes it back with the end of his baseball bat. It falls down onto its back. "Go!" The others back away, and Chase reaches out to grab Alt and pull him back as well. Alt lets himself get pulled, unnerved by the zombie and he quickly falls in line with the others. 

Meanwhile, Bro has not spotted the TRVLR bag. But... some of the zombies have noticed him. Luckily, they can't reach him. But they are reaching up towards him, hands grasping vaguely. 

“Agh!” Bro whispers as he sees the zombies and tries to stay up high. He tried to search faster- it has to be here somewhere. 

But then, finally, Bro sees a small black rectangle on the ground. Is that it? 

Bro darts down towards the shape without even thinking. 

"Where did Bro go?!" Schneep hisses. "He dove down over there!" He points with the flashlight. There are about four zombies in between their group and him.

Yes! It's the bag. But just as Bro scoops it up, a shape lunges for him.And Bro is so preoccupied by getting the bag and grabbing it he’s completely thrown off guard by the lunging shape-The zombie tackles Bro, fingers digging into his skin. It's completely silent as it bites onto the sleeve of his jacket, not breaking the fabric. Bro can’t help it- he screams in terror and tries to kick the zombie off him. “No no no!! Let go let go fucking freak!!” 

Alt’s head snaps to the sound of Bro’s scream- “Chase!” he yells and quickly tries to glitch over to him.

The zombie tightens its grip, pulling itself closer to Bro. Alt appears right next to his brother as this happens. 

"What the--?! Okay go!" Marvin hisses. "Hurry!" 

The group speeds after Alt. Jackie knocks away some of the zombies as they lunge forward, and as one grabs Anti he stabs it and throws it off him.

Bro is panicking and hyperventilating but Alt quickly tries to grab the zombie and stab it in through its neck.

The knife goes into the neck, causing the zombie's head to snap to the side and its grip to loosen. 

The rest of the group hurries over. "Did it break skin?" Schneep asks, eyes wide. 

Bro scrambles back fearfully as checks his skin. “I-I think I’m okay-!” He stammers. 

Jackie smacks the zombie to the side with his bat, knocking it into a display of candy at the end of an aisle. Other zombies turn towards the sound the collision makes.

Alt shakes off the knife and pants looking around in fear. “Did you get the bag?” 

“Y-Yeah! Here-“ Bro hands it to Alt and Alt hurries to toss it in his backpack and zip it back up. “O-Okay everyone link up I can get us back to the car!”

"Right, I-I forgot you could do that," Chase says. "Good--we won't have to fight our way out of here." 

"Hurry!" Anti grabs onto JJ and and then Alt. The rest of them link up from there.

Once eveyone is linked up Alt concentrates on getting them all back to the van. They all appear outside of it in a quick flash and Alt’s knees buckle for a second as Bro fumbles to catch him. “In in in!” Bro calls.

Chase unlocks the door and rushes in, and everyone else piles into the van as soon as he unlocks the rest of the doors. 

"Time to fuck subltey!" Anti shouts. "Go go go!" 

"Yep!" Chase hits the gas and the van peels away.

Bro hurries into a seat and checks over Alt who blinks slowly exhaustion out of his eyes. Bro digs into the backpack on Alt’s back and quickly offers him a protein bar which Alt tiredly takes. He then looks around at the others, “Y-You all okay?”

"Y-yeah." Chase nods, swerving around a group of zombies on the road. 

"That went surprisingly well, actually," Anti says. 

Yes, we've had much closer calls, JJ adds. 

"I didn't even have to use any spells." Marvin lets out a breath. 

"We're not out of the city yet," Jackie says darkly. The van speeds through the streets as Chase takes a couple extra turns to lose some of the runners that are coming after them.

Alt blinks and looks ready to try to sit back up, weak pixels vibrating around him. “I-I could-“ 

“Alt no- c’mon we’ll be okay! You’re gonna drain yourself dude…” Bro true to tell him gently. “Focus on getting some fuel into you…”

"Don't push yourself, man, we'll get out of here," Jackie says. "Cars are much faster than zombies." 

"Here." Schneep reaches into his bag and pulls out a couple granola bars. "For your energy." 

Alt looks touched as Schneep hands him the food. “Oh… uh- thanks man…” he hurries to eat them.

The buildings become smaller and smaller, spreading farther and farther apart. Chase slows down as the zombies become less frequent, though some of them still occasionally try to grab onto the car as it passes. Soon, they are out of the city proper and into the suburb...

Bro chuckles quietly before focusing on the ride. He starts to relax as they see the suburbs again. 

The van slows and slows and slows until it eventually stops. 

Chase looks around. "I don't see any nearby," he says. "And there's the house." He points down the street. 

"So? Keep going." Anti prompts. 

"I'm just making sure," Chase says, and continues driving down the street. 

Alt's phone crackles. "Check the tracker, make sure that everything's together," Anti's voice suggests.

Alt blinks and takes out the tracker, a pit of worry suddenly in his stomach. Did they miss something? Or leave something behind?

Nope, all the TRVLR parts in this world are in the bag. 

Alt sighs in relief. He pulls out his phone to tell Anti, “we’re okay… all the parts are here. We’re back on track.”

The van continues back to the house, pulling into the driveway. Anti gets out first, then Chase. 

"Marv, check the house?" Chase asks. 

"Mm-hmm." Marvin closes his eyes, reaching his hand forward, orange sparks trailing around his fingers. "Nothing. But it's not entirely reliable, remember?" 

"Still, better safe than sorry," Chase says.

Bro hums, looking around, grabbing at his arm where he got bit to make sure it’s still okay. “Could just be where we are but mmm I got a bad feeling still…”

Schneep leans forward, eyes narrowing as he notices the way Bro grabs his arm. "I can look you over, if you want. If we catch it early, Marvin can get rid of traces." 

Bro blinks at Schneep then grins nervously, “I-I don’t think they broke through my jacket though but… b-better safe than sorry I guess…” 

Schneep smiles, and quickly rolls up Bro's sleeve, checking the skin. "Hmm... I see nothing." 

Bro sighs so heavily in relief. “God- that’s so nerve-wracking… fuck those bitches.” 

Anti on the phone sighs. "Well, it's good that we got everything. But this means that the other me is still looking for us. He might catch up with us in any other world.

Alt nods with a worried frown. “Yeah… we gotta find some way to d-defend against him! The fact that he got the bag that easily,.. how are we supposed to stop him at all?”

Chase shook his head. "I'm sorry. I wish we could help, but uh... shit's crazy here, as you can tell." 

"Alt, he can't control your magic," Anti on the phone recalls. "That's the key, I just know it. If... if he somehow..." He pauses, shaking his head. "There's something there. Maybe another one of these worlds has something that could help."

Alt slowly nods. Then he smiles at Chase, “you guys helped us plenty. I just wish we could help you guys out more too.” He gives Anti his knife back. “But… we gotta move on…”

Anti takes the knife, flipping it over. "Yeah. Not sure what you could do about a whole fucking apocalypse, but we appreciate it." 

"'We' appreciate it?" Marvin repeats, raising an eyebrow. "So... you're not going out on your own, then?" 

Anti purses his lips. 

JJ smiles. You all know he was never going to do that. 

"Oh shut up, James," Anti says, nudging him. JJ laughs silently. "I... was maybe... a bit harsh in my wording." 

"A bit?" Jackie mutters incredulously. "I still think we need to talk about the supplies situation, but... we can do so more calmly," Anti continues. 

Chase grins. "Good to hear that, bro."

Alt and Bro smiles. Bro nudges Alt a bit, “Hey- maybe we helped more than we thought!” He whispers to him. Alt laughs. He looks back at his phone, “…can Sam reach us here so we can get back to the next universe?”

"Yeah, give me a moment." The screen becomes static for a minute, then Anti reappears. "They're ready when you guys are. Again, don't do it in the car. Oh, and uh... I suggest you put your phones and any other tech into the waterproof bag for this next world. Just in case."

“…that’s reassuring-“ Alt mutters as he glitches out of the car. He starts to fumble with his bag and starts putting his valuables into the bag. 

Bro grins wide at the others, “Thanks so much for helping us guys. We’d probably be like.. actual zombies now if it weren’t for you all so- thanks a lot!” 

He hops out the car and hands his phone to Alt, who puts it in with the rest. Alt grumbles that he’s glad he carries his iPad in a secure case.

The group climbs out of the van. "Anything we can do to help," Chase says. 

"Yeah, nice to hear about a word that hasn't gone to shit," Marvin adds. 

"Good luck with your guy and your thing!" Jackie says cheerfully. JJ gave a little salute. 

"Oh, here." Anti reached into his boot and took out a small stiletto knife in a sheath. "Take this. Neith has served me well, maybe she'll help you. And if not, well, think of it as a souvenir." 

Alt blinks a bit in surprise. Then he gives his other self a fond smile and nods, putting the knife in his hoodie. “thanks… that means a lot.” Then, he calls out,  “Alright, Anti- we’re ready.”

Alt's phone turns into static again and a bit of green lightning cuts a rift in the air. 

Schneep whistles. "Interesting. You both be careful, yes?"

Bro grins, “We’ll try out best! You guys stay safe too! And stick together!” 

Alt smiles and nods- and then the brothers jump into the rift.

The group all watch them go. Jackie waves and smiles. Chase shouts out a "Good luck!" and then they, and the world, fade from sight.

[satrs]

Can’t feel my face - bllk x fem!Reader N°13

Tags; 2.7k words. Possesive Reo ig (see it as good or bad idk). angst again bc bro, I live for it.

It's been four months since the day you moved into your new home.

With the help of some of the guys you managed to furnish your new home very quickly and since the time you moved in your life has been like a dream. The amount of money you earned for your work at Blue lock was enough to feed a whole army, money being the least of your problems currently. And your private life? You haven't spoken to Sae since the last time the both of you spoke, and honestly, you thought it was better that way. But that didn't mean that your love life was laid down on the low, oh no-

"Pretty, are you coming?" Your head turned towards the bathroom door where Reo was leaned against, his eyes widening at the sight of your outfit. It was daring but not too revealing, leaving room for imagination. "Yes, one sec'." You tried to put on your earring as you heard the purple haired man approach you from the back, his hands sneaking around your waist as he leaned his head into your neck, adoring it with soft kisses, causing you to giggle. "My Gorgeous girl. Who's the lucky guy tonight?"

Yes, that's right. Reo. After we were gone for some weeks he really made it up to you, fancy dates, gifts, amazing sex - anything you could ask for. Even though everything of these things would scream relationship and the both of you spend a lot of time together - the both of you agreed that it isn't. Or to be specific, you did.

He was bitter about it at first, but grown to tolerate it. He got to spend time with you by those rules too, so he could manage to swallow some jealousy.

"I wish it would be you, but-" He groaned at your words, releasing his hold around your waist as reality kicked in. "Butttt- I need to work, and it's your free day. Actually, don't tell me who you'll go out with." you chuckle at his words, patting him on the shoulder after you managed to put your expensive jewelry in, heading out.

"Close the door after you, yeah?", you whistled at the man in joy, leaving him alone in your apartment. "Y/N, wait-", he shook his head at you in disbelief when he heard the door slam, quick to go after you, curiosity getting the better of him.

His heart filled itself with jealousy, hoping to convince you to stay at home and wait for him. He knew the way he was thinking wasn't right but, who could blame him? Anyone who would get their fingers on such a rare treasure like you would hold it tight in his arms and not even think about sharing it with anyone.

【☆】★【☆】

"Barou. You're supposed to bring in money for me tonight, what do you think you're doing here? Do you want me to cut the contract?" The man's lips twitched up into a grin, as he held open the door for you to step in. "I already did the most important fights, Shidou is doing the other one for me. As long as money is flooding in, you can't say shit."

He had to contain his laugh at Reo's furious expression, walking off to the driver's side, carefree. Reo's purple orbs switched to you, walking up to the open window. "Y/N. Why don't you wait some time, and then we can have some fun together, what do you say? I'm done with work in, like, two hours."

A frown accompanied your face. "You want me to wait two whole hours, Reo? Look, I know that you tend to be jealous, but this is a bit too much." Anger bubbled up inside of him, letting out a huff in disbelief. "Jealous? Nonono, Y/N. I don't think you understand what I'm saying. This - what we have, it's not just some play date-"

"It is. I told you so. Many times. It's better we cut this off, so you can get that possessiveness checked. We are not in a relationship. And to be honest, if that's how you would act if we were, then I'm really not in a mood to even consider it."

You knew your words came out harsh by just one look at Reo's face, but you had enough of it. Reo was a heartfelt and passionate person, but the more time you spend with him, the more controlling and possessive he got. You really didn't want to deal with his shit right now, when your single life was so good.

"Are you done? I'm not going to get my time cut with you again, princess." Reo's eyes flicked between you and the man at the wheel, teeth grinding. He's calling you princess now? "I need you, Y/N. And you sure as hell need me. I am the one who got you to where you are now, no one else. I can also take all of it away from you. I think you forgot who I am."

There was a pause. "Are you threatening me, Reo?" Before Barou could chime in, Reo's brows furrowed, lifting his hand to keep Barou quiet. "Y/N, get out of the car." You looked at him in disbelief while Barou turned his head to the side at the thick fog of tension. "What?"

"If you don't get out of this car now and wait for me upstairs like a good little housewife till I'm back, you'll see what will happen with the perfect life you're living right now."

You've never seen him so sickly obsessive as now, holding yourself from discussing the matter with him any further, attention turning to Barou once he leaned forward to get a good look at Reo, looking at him in a threatening manner. "You done?"

"From now on, you're nothing more than my Boss. I am not your 'pretty little housewife', nor are you my husband. Don't show yourself in front of me again if it got nothing to do with work." His words fell on deaf ears as you rolled up the window, attention now on Barou, motioning him to start driving. You didn't have to tell him twice as he turned on the engine, driving backward only to turn around to flash the perplexed man a shit-eating grin, driving off into the night.

"Fuck!" Reo's loud voice rang into the night, a loud sound echoing through the city as he fumbled with his hair in frustration. Feet stomping onto the concrete as he walked to his car, desperate to get away from here, away from anything related to you- or he might become crazy on the spot.

He didn't feel an ounce of remorse for his harsh threat, because he was right. He got you the job, the nice salary, the apartment, and many of your jewelry and dresses you got also from him. So why won't you just be his alone? Maybe he was wrong, maybe you were like the others - get the money and head off.

【☆】★【☆】

You and Barou enjoyed the silence and peace, putting the previous event at the back of your mind. "But why did you dress up so nice, princess?"

You crossed your arms over your chest, tits spilling over in the process, causing the man's eyes to shift between your eyes and chest. "You don't like it?" He was quick to wave your thought off. "No, no, I do. I'm just wondering, since we're driving to my place."

You tilted your head to the side, hand touching his shoulder like a feather would, smirk on your face as you leaned in to whisper your words. "I put this dress on for you. For you to rip it off later."

His laugh rang through the car, hand sneaking to your thigh, comfortably resting on it until his phone lit up, shrill ringing echoing. You glanced down, the caller ID said 'Peasant'.

You giggled at that while his hand left your thigh, an annoyed look on his face as he quickly connected the call to his car. "Oh hell nah, man!"

The both of you were a bit startled at the sound of Shidou's loud voice, you biting back a laugh. "Shidou what is it, fucking spit it out. I'm busy." A pity laugh rang from the other line. "I don't give a shit! Why the fuck is that dick Nagi up next now? Huh?!"

Barou let out a small 'oh'. "I forgot. Just do a quick match and then-" "I'm not gonna do shit! You either bring your ass here and do it yourself, or you can get your sorry ass out of blue lock entirely. It's your fucking contract, not mine."

"For fuck's sake, Shidou! I'm busy right now-" "Y/N, ma'. You don't mind dropping by for a sec', right?" You looked over at Barou at that, shrugging and letting him decide. "This is the second fucking time." He mumbled under his breath, turning the car to drive to Blue lock.

【☆】★【☆】

The both of you stepped into the establishment, you're frowning at the sight of your workplace. Yes, you really liked your job, but, you really didn't want to spend your day off there too.

"I'm so sorry." He leaned down to your level, apologizing to you. You played it off, putting a heartfelt smile on your face as you leaned up to steal a quick kiss from him. "Don't be sorry and win that shit for me. I'll give you a treat after if you do."

He grinned at that, quickly heading to the back to get ready. And in almost an instant, a familiar blonde haired came to your view, rushing over to you and lifting you in his arms, spinning you around. "Ryu! Let me down." You chuckled playfully as he placed you back on the ground, a love struck smile on his face. "Missed you. So you're down with the King tonight?" He formed his hand into claws and mimicked a lion by rowing, causing you to burst into a fit of laughter.

"God - you're so cringe. Missed you too." "Of course you did." His hand sneaked around your waist, leading you to the lounge couch. "Someone else missed you too, you know." He motioned his chin to the far end of the room at your confused expression, your eyes following him and stopping at a familiar figure.

Sae.

You scoffed, turning your attention away from him quickly. "Stop it, Ryu'." He held up his hands in defeat. "Me? I didn't do anything. I'm just sayin' what I'm seein'."

You sighed, turning your head away to think of another topic, not in the mood to talk about you and Sae's situation right now. Shidou noticed, looking over to his red haired friend and shooting him a pitiful look. How did he manage to piss you off that bad?

He soon snapped out of his thoughts once bright lights illuminated the middle of the ring, the two fighters emerging from the shadows and stepping into it, cheers and screams coming from the crowd.

"Now, up next - the Treasure of Blue lock against Barou Shoei, the King of the ring! Everyone is burning to see this rematch! Will the King take back his crown, or will he be overthrown again?"

Barou gritted his teeth at that, firmly looking at the announcer. His attention soon turned back to his opponent, who had a shit-eating grin on his face once the whistle blew, announcing the fight to start.

Nagi was the first one to walk up to Barou, which was a surprise to the onlookers. Nagi usually just waits for the opponent to come at him, too lazy to but in any big effort. But this was new.

He quickly swung his fist against Barou, who raised his eyebrow in confusion, barely escaping his fist. "What's up, King?" A laugh escaped the white haired male, warming himself up by jumping from one foot onto the other, swiftly sprinting at Barou again, first landing a painful blow to his hip. "Don't tell me you're done already."

An animalistic grunt erupted from his lung at the man's mocking, a fist briskly catching Nagi's cheek on the way, painting his snow-white skin in a rough crimson, blood splattering from his mouth as he took a step backwards. "Did you sniff something, or why are you so energetic today? Your puppet master told you to go all out, huh?"

A vein was visible on Nagi's forehead, teeth gritting as he went right at barou, two blows landing on his face. "You really think I'll let you have her? Let you take her from me or Reo?" Nagi flashed behind his back, caging him in a headlock as he whispered his next words, only for Barou to hear. "Once I'm done with your ass, I'll fuck her right in the backseat of my car. And after that, we'll celebrate my victory at home, with her moaning my name while I'm banging her till the fucking sun rises."

Anger bubbled up in Barou's face, his arm flying back to get a hold of nagi's hair, tearing himself free from his grasp. "In your fucking dreams. Some fuckers already barged in on me with her two times, and there won't be a third time." He punched Nagi right in his stomach, causing the man to stumble to the end of the ring, holding the edge for stability while Barou walked over to him. "Goodnight, spoiled brat."

Nagi lowered his head, the crowd was in shock and thought it was all over once Barou swung his fist to his face, but to their surprise a small smirk plastered itself on Nagi's lips as he quickly raised to his feet, "Goodnight, King", firm punch to Barou's face causing him to lose balance and fall over, his head spinning and hurting.

The referee appeared soon after, accepting Nagi's victory. Barou Got escorted to the back through the cheers and celebration of Nagi's triumph, your eyes lighting up in worry.

"I'll be right back, ma'. Gonna check up on that big boy real quick." And with that Shidou disappeared, leaving you all by yourself. But what you didn't know was that he didn't leave just to check up on Barou, he also wanted to make room for someone to talk to you.

Your brows furrowed, and you quickly got up from your seat to storm off once Sae stood before you, getting stopped by his light grip on your arm. "Just one minute, please."

You broke free from his grasp, aggressively clicking your tongue, turning around. "Please." A sigh came from you, a firm look on your face as you looked him right in the eye, your heart hurting. "One minute."

He stopped for a second, a relieved sigh leaving his lips, thinking about the right words to tell you. "I've been looking for you everywhere, didn't see you in months. I know you're mad at me, but, avoiding me? I had to get Shidou into this just to stand in front of you. That's too much. It's nothing that we can't talk about-"

"What exactly is there to talk about, Sae? That you want to fuck me again, no hard feelings? Ignoring the shit we've been through?" Only silence came from him. "I know that you feel the same for me, and it frustrates me so much that you don't even have the balls to tell me."

"Don't just stand there and say something." You looked at him expectingly, waiting for the words you so desperately wanted to hear from him. "Y/N. You know I can't. It's hard for me to-" Hard for him to what? Tell his long time best friend, and the person he is in love with, that he loves her? Don't be ridiculous.

"One minute is over." You turned around and walked to the back of the room to look for Barou and Shidou, furiously stomping off and ignoring Sae's calls of your name.

"Couldn't wait for me to come back?" You looked at him in annoyance, walking past him to go over to Barou. "Fuck off."

The sound of your voice caught him off guard, a worried look on his face. "What's wrong, ma'? Did something - look, I just wanted the both of you to talk it out-"

"I said, fuck. Off. I didn't ask you to play therapist. If I say I don't want to talk to him, then you need to get that into your fucking brain. Get out."

Shidou just sighed, not saying another word as he stepped out, not wanting to irritate you any further. Now he fucked up himself.

Barou looked up at you, a lightly embarrassed look on his face, unsure of what to say and too scared he might anger you. But to his surprise, your expression returned to your usual loving one, looking down at his sitting for as you took a towel to wipe off some of the blood running down his lip.

"Don't let it grow to your head. You'll still get your treat. C'mon, let's go to your place."

🏷️; @seiamor

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[droppingartintotheinfinite]

watched the first episode of the live action atla adaptation and took notes:

-what is this opening. who are these people. am i expected to care about this random earth kingdom man because i really don’t

-opening fight is kinda meh :/

-sozin looks weirdly… nice? like he has “harmless old man” vibes. i don’t actually dislike this casting choice i think there’s a lot of potential to having him look friendly and approachable even as he does war crimes

-seriously did someone in the writer’s room watch rogue one before coming in and then go like “HEY I KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD ADD” WHAT is this plot doing here

-where is katara’s opening narration. like i get they aren’t adapting one to one but that’s such a loss. the opening cutscene from the original series was so good

-WHERE THE FUCK IS THE GAANG SERIOUSLY. WHY ARE WE STARTING WITH RANDOM EARTH KINGDOM MAN AND SOZIN

-all of these people are so fucking sweaty what is this

-sozin’s outfit is appropriately fuckable

-“my sights… are set… higher… because… it is… our time…” “[screaming]” wow very emo

-KATARA IS HERE!! MY BEST GIRL

-why did they change the narration. this is objectively worse.

-oh no this isn’t katara is it… dang :(

-air temple looking neat. why are we here tho. where are katara and sokka

-why is everyone watching aang jumping around like he’s a fucking celebrity. have they never seen an airbender before in the fucking air temple

-at least they say aang’s name right. step up from shamalalalam or whatever his name is. of course that bar is so low the devil declared it a tripping hazard, so

-these people do NOT talk like actual humans. have these writers never had to write natural exposition before

-genuinely what was the point of that first scene. WHAT does it add

-“when yangchen died the next avatar was born into the water tribe” what, does aang not know this. my fucking god this exposition is shit

-aang didn’t know he was the avatar?? and then didn’t immediately get an ego about it when gyatso told him??? who is this and what did you do with my BOY

-the acting isn’t bad but the lines are so shit it’s hard to tell

-aang is NOT sufficiently goofy

-appa’s kind of ugly :(

-TEAM ROCKET’S BLASTING OFF AGAIN (<— my unfiltered reaction to sozin going jetpack mode)

-unnecessary airbender fight scene. i think this is literally just here to look cool and honestly? 6/10

-aang just fuckin… wandered off? instead of willfully running away? bro you can’t take my boy’s agency like this

-i want a video of appa’s va making those noises into the mic. come on netflix do it it’ll be funny

-WHY is everything so WET all the time

-20 minutes in and i have yet to see the south pole. literally none of this is necessary to the story. you could cut all of it and nothing would change

-HERE SHE IS. FINALLY. IT’S HER

-no funny boat scene with sokka? insert no bitches megamind here

-oh they still have a boat scene. unfortunately it sucks ass

-WHERE IS PISSED OFF KATARA DECIMATING AN ICEBERG BY ACCIDENT

-seriously. they’re removing all the good scenes to fit more unnecessary action and/or melodrama filler in

-shitty zuko cameo

-WHAT is that scar. why is it so small. did he fall and get a scrape on his face? looks more like a scab than anything. 2/10

-baffling why the iceberg even reacted to katara when she’s apparently so fucking incapable she can’t even lift a water orb. they’re massacring my girl

-why does sokka want to leave this random child to die

-kanna!

-“it can’t be… this… is an airbender…..” i am rolling my fucking eyes

-iffy on this iroh so far but i’ll reserve judgement

-tumblr was right. zuko’s actor is absolutely putting his whole pussy into this. he can have rights

-how are NONE of these jokes landing. even the ones they directly crib from the original just… lose all impact

-why is kanna saying the intro dialogue randomly with no prompting. seriously these writers are SO. FUCKING. SHIT

-every emotional beat in this comes off more wooden than a fucking tree

-seriously. everything i could say about this just boils down to the wooden writing, unnecessary and poorly executed exposition, the action scenes shoehorned in for no discernible reason, inability to create any impact from anything ever, and the removal of all the good scenes from the original in favor of more unnecessary poorly written TRASH

-oh one more thing actually

-AANG TEACHES KATARA TO WATERBEND. GET OUT??

-basically

-they took all the good stuff out to fit in more melodrama and action, but their writing (and directing. and acting) is too shitty to actually sell said drama and their fight scenes are mid at best

-3/10

[victoriablyth]

pov: you're tom blyth

word count: 1198 letting everyone know this was a small thing i wrote for my english tutor! the prompt was to write about switching bodies with someone and how it would affect you and i decided to write about being in tom blyths body. but theres a twist. this pov is from someone who has NO IDEA about tbosas. i hope you enjoy this!! this is just a goofy thing i wrote <33 warning: its a lil bit cringy...kinda idk JUST READ IT. lmk if you want part two (might have spelling errors n shit sorry!!) Sunlight met my closed eyes. I could feel the warmth of the dim beam that crawled it ways out of the blinds. I slowly rised from the quilt that wrapped around my body all night. My eyes were still drowsy, still forcing my eyelids to shut, as I stretched. I clambered out of bed, still feeling lethargic. I rubbed my eyes, my hands more coarser than before. The shape of my face felt weird, it didn’t feel like it was my  face. As I fully opened my eyes, I look down to my hands. Long and pale, clearly weren’t the complexion it should be. The nails weren’t painted mars black like before. I put my hands to my cold cheeks. I could feel a short stubble growing. ‘What the hell?’ I mutter to myself. I then I realise something else. This wasn’t my room. I started walking toward a small door that likely led to a bathroom. I was right. When I turned on the heat bulb, the amount of luminosity blinded me for a second. But after my eyes adjusted to the lighting, the first thing I saw was my reflection. Or, it was the body I lived in. I was my celebrity crush, Tom Blyth. My piercing blue orbs widened in bewilderment. I stumbled back and I bumped  into the glass door that led to the shower. I slapped myself so I could wake up, I thought  it was a bad dream. But the burning sensation that was left after the slap felt real. It felt like I experienced the slapping in real time, not in a dream. Why is this happening to me? I pondered, as I gazed back at the body I was now using as a vessel for my soul. ‘Tom?’ A young female vocalized from outside. I didn't realize that she called  out to me until she faintly knocked on the door. I scrambled quickly out of the bathroom and opened the door. As I swung open the dainty white door, I saw one of my most favorite actresses of all time. ‘RACHEL???’ I exclaim, my eyes tried not to tear up as I absorbed her angelic presence. ‘Hi…Tom…’ She said, eyebrows knitted together in confusion. I forgot I was now Tom Blyth. ‘Did you forget to set your alarm to 4am again? We have to shoot scenes.’ Rachel continued, her tone serious. I nodded aggressively, and Rachel looked as if she witnessed a UFO fly over a wheat field. ‘Are you ok Tom?’ Rachel muttered. ‘Uhhh- nah I’m all good!’ I said, with a sheepish smile. Her eyes glare in dread as I showcased my pearly whites in an uncanny manner. I exited the caravan, and hopped in whatever direction that felt right. It was of course the opposite direction of where we set up for the shooting.

…

“TOM!” Francis scowled. I twisted my head towards Francis, the director of the movie I'm in, The Ballad of The Songbirds and Snakes. My lips curled in irritation, my annoyance now at the highest level it could possibly be. Before I thought about what I was about to say, the words spewed out like a volcano that vomited lava. `I AM NOT TOM OH MY DAYS BRO!’ I blurt out, my eyebrows knitted tightly in vexation. The whole room went silent. I was gagged, I once again realized that I am not in my own body, I am in Tom Blyths. “Uhm, well, I mean uhhh…what’s good France?” I said, doing that awkward grin I was doing the whole day. “Please don’t call me France.”  Francis said, his tone flooded with disappointment. “It’s your scene, Tom,” he continued. He awkwardly waddled off to his director's chair. Everyone gives me the same look of concern that I have been receiving for the past two hours. I slowly struted towards my scene partner, I tried to look confident. Josh Andres, my scene partner, awkwardly smiled at me. As I stood in front of the camera, he put his hand on my shoulder. “Tom, are you good?”. I look at Josh, with a stringy smile embroidered on my face. “I’m all good, I’m fine. No need to worry.” I responded. Josh looked at me confused, but then the lights were set. Cameras started rolled. A loud ‘ACTION!’ was heard from the producer. We’re filming already?!  I whispered to myself. I didn’t read or scan through the script, and I didn’t even know much about my role other than his name being Cornelius or something. “Coriolanus!’ Josh said, his face now in bewilderment. I stood awkwardly as I stared into his deep brown eyes which were now filled with desperation. He wanted me to say something. “Yes sir, I am Coral Anus” I say, trying to sound as sane as possible. Obviously, my improv did not go well. “CUT!” Francis said. Josh’s face twisted into distress. “Tom, we have been practicing this script for months, and you reply to my line with CORAL ANUS?” He splurts. “Yeah isn’t that my character?” I say, still smiling. “NO! YOUR PLAY CORIOLANUS!! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?” He continues. His face now in fear, as if saw his bestfriend die right infront of his eyes. “Ok, Tom, please tell me you are joking.” Francis exclaimed. Francis then adverted his gaze towards the crew. “Somebody pass Tom the script, he’s forgotten the lines.” …  As the cloudy night sky loomed over us, so did frustration. Josh shoved the muffin into his mouth. The curls that had once been done with the most finest moose, were now frizzy and tangled. Rachel sat motionless, staring outside the window. The air felt silent in small caravan. All the crew members were asleep, and it was just us three awake. I stretch my arms out, the fabric of my baggy pajamas letting me move freely.

“97 takes…” Josh said. His eyes had bags, dropping down while his eyebrows looked like they were magnets trying to connect. “97 GOD DAMN TAKES JUST TO FILM A SMALL INTERACTION BETWEEN ME AND HIM!!” He exclaimed, scrunching the muffin wrapper that laid in his huge palms. Rachel looked at me like she had just seen a deer in front of her headlights. “Are you really Tom? What’s going on?” Rachel spoke, as she bit through her apple. I couldn't detect whether she was being sarcastic or not. “Well..my pet-” I looked back down into Tom’s phone, scrolling through his photos, until I see a parrot. Me, or Tom was holding the green parakeet with a huge smile. “My parrot died.” I mutter, as I tried  to conceive fake tears in my eyes.

I shove the picture in Josh’s face, covering my eyes and making crying noises.”Tom, that is my parrot you’re holding. Remember when you came to my house? You held Barnaby?” Josh responded, as his irritation turned into fear. I stared back, the room now felt awkward with the pin drop silence. “Cig break guys!” I exclaim, and I slowly slither out of the room. “TOM YOU DON’T SMOKE!”

The first four hours of being in his body has certainly been a terrifying experience for everyone.