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Fandom: Original Work

Words: 800

Tag List: @fourwingedsnake @whumperofworlds @pigeonwhumps @mr-orion @scaewolf

@the-ellia-west

CW: captivity, chained to a wall, gloating, threats, used as bait, swearing

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Luc wasn’t sure how long it had been before something interesting happened. A few hours, perhaps? Not more than a half-day, at least. Unfortunately, with no windows in their cell, there was no way to be certain. He wished he had possessed the forethought to replace his wristwatch after his last outing, which involved falling into the bay and subsequently ruining the device.

Footsteps echoing from outside the cell snapped him out of his thoughts. His head jerked towards the door, startling Damian. “What is it?” The prince asked, eyes darting between Luc and the door.

“Shh!” Luc hissed, “someone’s coming!”

Damian’s eyes widened and he did as ordered, his body tensed up as if ready to run. Luc wanted to do the same, but the chains binding his wrists to the wall were more than capable of keeping him in place.

The footsteps drew closer, and closer, finally pausing outside their cell door. Luc’s heart beat rapidly, thudding in his ears, but he composed his face into a neutral, almost disdainful expression as the key rattled in the lock.

The door opened outward, and a man stood outside. Lavishly dressed in an elegant shirt, black vest, and a blood-red cravat, he had all the appearance of a Zariyan nobleman from the style of his hair to the cut of the vest. Luc knew the fashions of Caenum well enough to determine that while this man appeared to be nobility, he either didn’t ascribe to the city’s current trends or he hadn’t visited in some time. He only recognized the hair because it was similar enough to how Zade Takari, Reese’s father who used to reside in Zariya, wore it.

The nobleman stood in the doorway of the cell and regarded the two prisoners with an expression that could only be described as perplexed. “There were three of them, were there not?”

Luc raised an eyebrow. Did Reese manage to get away? “You talking to me?”

The nobleman waved a hand dismissively. “Ah, well. She’ll be here soon enough. The way the three of them fought together, they seem like a close-knit group.”

“Considering the way your men let her escape,” Luc interrupted, “I’m sure she won’t have any trouble evading them. She’s probably halfway back to Caenum by now.”

The nobleman stared at him, aghast.

“Look,” Luc continued, pretending not to notice, “I apologize if we were trespassing on your property, I really am. We were investigating a lead on a murder, and we truly did not mean to cause any alarm. Now if you could be so kind as to let myself and my apprentice go free, I’m sure my other apprentice would not cause you any trouble. False imprisonment is a serious offense. I should know. I’m a Watcher.”

He kept his eyes fixed on the nobleman, gauging his reaction. The nobleman blinked in surprise at the word ‘murder’, and when Luc casually mentioned that he was a Watcher, his jaw tightened. He glanced to the side, looking at someone out of sight down the hallway.

Luc’s eyes flicked to Damian, who craned his neck trying to peer out the door past the nobleman. “My name is Luc Epsilona,” Luc stated, “I am the resident Watcher of Caenum. You have no right to hold me here.”

If his words phased the nobleman, he didn’t show it. He nodded curtly to the other person in the hallway before turning to his prisoners. “It appears,” he stated, “that your ‘other apprentice’ has yet to depart the premises. Perhaps she has hidden herself somewhere in the house. No, I don’t see reason to let either of you go free, when you will no doubt come back with an army at your disposal.”

“This is unlawful imprisonment,” Luc replied, glossing over the fact that Reese hadn’t done the logical thing and gone for backup. “My colleagues in Caenum and in the nearby town know we were here. When we fail to return from the investigation, questions will be raised.”

“You were warned.”

“So you are the one behind the murders.”

The nobleman smirked. “Partially.”

“So you freely admit involvement? You confess to participating in or freely allowing the killing of several human beings?”

“Call it what you will,” the nobleman stated, stepping back into the hallway. “You call it murder. I call it salvation.”

The door shut, and his footsteps echoed down the hallway. Luc frowned at the door, listening until all he could hear was silence. He sighed. “She thinks too much like a hunter.”

“Reese?” Damian asked.

“Yes. I suspect she intends to either gather evidence before fleeing or attempt to break us out. Perhaps both. He knows it, too.”

“So we’re bait.”

“Yes.”

“Shit.”

[mllenugget]

The exact opposite of being doomed by the narrative

I discovered this game while playing with a group of friends on Halloween, and I must say it was quiet immersive because we each wanted different things so we always had to argue together on what to do before the Voices would Took 3 days to complete a single run

[rainysflowers]

Okay so remember when I said (yesterday) that I may or may not make more "GIFs of Ban getting hurt"? Yeah... uhhhh...

CW: FLASHING WARNING FOR ONE GIF

Might yoink some of comfort GIFs, specifically of Ginji glomping him after realizing that Ban is still alive. Maybe. Anywhoooo, way more hurt under the cut if ur interested!! We have all kinds of tropes, including;

Chained to a wall, bleeding, heavy breathing, cuts, electrocution, being set on fire, IMPLIED injection with unknown liquid, lots of holding injury, wrapping injury, being hit in a fight, and slammed into a wall!!

Also some of my ramblings about my fav GIFs in the set!!

So, yep, this is about almost all of the times in GetBackers that Ban Midou is hurt or in some way is in pain. I put all of my favorites up top and I'm sooo sorry that theres like, a million of them, but, like, LOOK AT HIM.

The way his knees buckle before he faints and how he lands in Shido's arms so limply, all because of his bloodloss that he BARELY took anytime to deal with cuz he wanted to get to Ginji so badly.

Any excuse to see Ban chained up is a WIN for me. I LOVE to see him chained to a wall and helpless (even if he's putting on an act) because, really, who doesn't want to see the powerful one get humbled.

THE BANDAGING???? BROOOOOO. What can I say??

The way he drops his cigarette when he's alone and starts to pant and look around the room with those unfocused eyes after hiding his pain for so long, like... He literally got stabbed not TWO SECONDS before then in the shoulder he already had messed up.

THE BLOOD TRAIL ON THE WALL?!?!? The way he leans on it for support, limping along as best he can?!?!?!?! You can SEE how hurt he is just by the amount of bleeding!!!!

The way he falls backwards. Need I say more?? The way he passes out immediately, glasses falling from his nose as he's surrounded by broken glass. The fact he DEMANDED Ginji hurt him because it was the only way and Ginji did it?!?!?!?

Ginji's hand really sells this one for me because, like, look at it. It's so strong around Ban's neck, so purposeful and convicted and crushing, but Ginji's face of shock and concern. He's killed his friend, he thinks, and it's just so... good.

OH MY GOOODDDDDDD. I think I audibly GASPED when Ban got cut by the katana. It's so sudden and the angle + how his clothes rip implies that he just got that Zoro cut across his chest which is REALLY REALLY BAD. It's all so perfect, including...

The way he falls into the sea, with his face of shock and pain and nothing else, doubling over on himself as he gets closer to the surface of the ocean, through no movement of his own. And the splash??!?!?

His smug look as he reveals that he'd gotten injured and hidden it and his blood seeps through his shirt. How little he cares about his messed up shoulder, despite his friend doting on him after the reveal. It's perfection.

[abhainnwhump]

[whereishoney]

could this be,.. poultry man? the man the myth the vigilante?

i've been cooking up an AU with @simmshine over the past week and ohh. oh we've got some lore. oh we've got some... we've got a story to tell, we do!! will probably release more about this coz i have been entirely consumed by it in the few days it's been since conjuring.

if a HOTWINGS AU means anything to you, then. smile. yeah.

some more art beneath the cut..!!

without the hoodie coz ive been practising anatomy and you won't see it with this top version but trust me i've been practising

and finally just some practise and doodles done while watching cubfan135. everyone go watch cubfan135.

here we get to sort of see the fit when he's masked! let me lay it out for you: he's got a bandana, sunglasses turn ski goggles, a beanie to hide the hair, a hoodie with a velcro strap stitched on where he smacks on some felt red fabric and calls it a day. poultry man. a scrambled together countenance but very iconic to his brand.

alright, enjoy :]

[slipery-bastard]

Headcanon that no matter how hard he tries Dazai cannot for the life of him pick up Chuuya

He is simply too twig

Chuuya however, can pick up Dazai with ease and takes it to his full advantage

[shit-people-probably-didnt-say]

Netflix watch your backs

[letitbehurt]

Vampire Whumpee chained up in the cell that gets the most sunlight.

[salty-an-disco]

do you ever think about Wraith a bit too much, and how tragic her character is and get incredibly fucking sad

[vamprisms]

you can't even buy an evil demonic possession house at a reduced rate anymore. they've got landlords charging the ghosts rent now. they're keeping the poltergeist's security deposit. they painted over the lord of flies with landlord white and he's stuck to the wall

[thatsbelievable]

[tessabennet]

Hello my friends

So. It's been five years, give or take. There was a worldwide pandemic, I got two and a half-ish degrees, I got diagnosed with epilepsy, I lost my dad and my grandpa, I worked various jobs, international politics have been nothing short of awful for a long time now... Yeah. It's been stressful, the whole time I was writing What I'm Looking For.

And in all this time, in between all of that, working on this massive project has been a comfort that I can't even begin to describe. This was something I could dive into when I was at my worst, in all this time, even when it felt like this series was the only thing that I was doing well. It was something that kept me going and that I'm proud of having finished.

Having said this much, I don't want to make some stupid kind of speech about being done with posting now. For most people, this is probably not as big a deal as it is for me. But I totally will make this a speech, because I have some things to say that mean too much to me to leave them unsaid.

You may already know that I first started writing These City Walls as an excercise to practice writing dialogue. At the time, a lot of what I did came from a place of frustration, with myself and especially with the MCU. But the more I worked on it, the more I realised that this fanfic stuff wasn't going to be a one-time thing, and I'm glad I decided to make this a longer series. And it kept getting longer, the more I thought about, outlined, and finally wrote it.

And throughout this whole journey, there were people that I want to mention, now that we're at the end of it. Starting with girlbookwrm, whose Hundred Year Playlist was the initial inspiration for huge chunks of this series (please go read it, it'samazing). And then, I have to mention @jesuschristtakethewheel, who was my beta reader for the first two parts of the series, and who encouraged me to start publishing it in the first place. I also have to say a huge thank you to @the-littlefangirl, who I've only gotten to know because of this series, who occasionally served as my test audience, and who, I can honestly say, is one of my best friends today.

There's a lot more people I want to thank, and those are my amazing, incredible, wonderful, and lovely regular commenters. You guys have been a rock for me to hold on to for so long. There's @haluton with their excited (and at times incoherent) screaming at me, there's @numberonestuckyshipper with her never-ending kindness to me and my writing, there's @smlmsworld who never gets tired of recommending my work, there's @hipsterdiva who approaches my fanfic like it's an actual piece of literature that deserves analysing, there's @mythicalmxyhem who's been with my series from so early on, and there's @radicalpeachie who made amazing fanart for me. I only know a lot of people here because this fic made me part of the stucky community. And then on AO3, there's PanamaRed, Jo_Dee, kawherp, saturns_moons, SaphDragon494, helloilovefanfiction, TylOcephale, AlwaysAkin, shakleton2, dxzei, Shinigami24, thisisalright, theearthisntflatatall, kingandlionheart, crazyjane, machka, and many, many more that I'm really, really scared of forgetting here. If you guys are here on tumblr, please let me know so I can follow you. And to anyone else reading this: if somehow you aren't on this list but feel like you should be, I agree that you should and apologise. Believe me, I recognised your name in my emails every time and I love you very, very much!

I can never thank you guys enough for the praise and support I've gotten from you over the years. Every single comment still means the world to me, and I'll no doubt always go back to them when I'm feeling bad or need a boost in confidenc. My life will definitely change now that I probably won't wake up to all those lovely comments as often anymore.

This is exactly why I'll be selfish and ask anyone who might still read or reread the series to consider leaving more comments and kudos. Or if you want to, feel free to create fanart and link it to the fic. Consider this my blanket statement: you can translate it, podfic it (you'll be my hero if you do that actually), make playlists, write your own spin-off based on it - just please link it to the series and let me know so I can share it too. It would mean the world to me if you don't let this fic die just yet.

(Also, just as a shot in the dark: In case you know someone who works at Disney or Marvel or happens to be a talent scout for publishers, please recommend me and my writing to them. That would be the cooles possible thing to come out of all this.)

In the meantime, I'll keep writing. I've been working more on original stuff this whole year, and if I ever publish a "real" book, I'll be sure to let you know. And more recently I've also been toying with some ideas for possible spin-off stories in the What I'm Looking For universe, so who knows? Whatever they could be, those fics probably wouldn't me stucky-centric. But maybe I'll write and publish them at some point - you never know.

For now, this is it anyway. And I don't want to be didactic or patronizing about this in any way. It's just, if there's even one thing you can take away from my version of this story and these characters, I hope it's that there's nuance in the world. Perspective matters, empathy matters, and so does understanding. And with that in mind, I think there's hope. I have to believe that, no matter how dark and dire the world seems at times. Steve and Bucky managed to go back to Brooklyn. We'll be fine too.

So yes, for now this is it. And for a while now I've been thinking about how to say goodbye to this fic. I still don't know. I'm not sure I want to. And I definitely don't want to say goodbye to all the lovely people I got to know, all the amazing friends I made because of it. And if you want to, you can come talk to me whenever you like, I really mean that. My asks are open and you can dm me any time. You guys have been the greatest audience I could've asked for. I wasn't expecting anything when I started posting - never could I have imagined that one day my stupid writing exercise would mean so much to some people. I love you all, each and every one. I'll miss you.

And finally, now that I'm all emotional about this anyway, I'll say this last thing: next year's gonna be different, but that doesn't mean it can't be a good year. I hope it will be, for all of us. Please stick around. I love you so much, and you mean the world to me. So - goodbye, guys. And, from all my heart: Happy New Year 💜

[dazedbygrace]

the purple! ahhh it’s so fucking cute!

that’s an iced chai latte with vanilla cream cold foam AND oatmilk btw 🤭

[elizabethzoopzoop986]

I don’t know how tbhk is gonna end nor do I know what I want to happen to Hanako, Nene and Kou. But what I do know is that Aoi and Akane should get married, and Aoi will be a girlboss millionaire ceo and Akane should be her trophy wife that stays home and raises the 495747 kids there gonna have and if that doesn’t happen I’m gonna riot.

[druizard]

"I really wish I could cast a Hold spell on you"

[brighan]

Day 10 | Graffiti

I wanted to take it easy today so I did a self indulging horror panel to remember one of my favorite missions >:)