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Mutual Help | #01

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fake dating au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.4k+

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ogs know this one is reposted but I hope everyone will enjoy it whether they're rereading it or reading for the first time! lastly, thank you for the endless love and support, i love y'all ♡

𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 ⇢ 

The hallway looks exactly the same, which there isn't any reason why it should look different all of a sudden, but considering you haven't been in this building for the past few weeks just makes you want to notice the slightest change. But there is none. It still smells sterile with a little bit of sweetness which reminds you of cinnamon. You're not sure why, nor do you really dwell on it too much.

You could imagine your Thursday evening differently, which means laying down as soon as you come home and turn on Netflix, trying to spend at least twenty minutes finding a good show. That's been your routine for weeks now, but you're not complaining. It feels that void of loneliness in your smart one bedroom apartment.

Although, you can't help but feel nervous when you picture the message you got from Jimin.

'come to Jungkook's, he needs us' 

He never explained anything further, nor replied to the tons of your messages or missed calls. You wouldn't be on the edge, if you've seen or heard from Jungkook. Apart from some occasional messages like 'what's up' or 'what were you doing today?', your communication went downhill. But you don't blame him or yourself for it. You were both busy and probably still are, to even hangout like you always used to.

It bothered you for some time, not hanging out with your best friend like you used to. But you've grown used to that small but painful fact that you don't have to see each other every day. Plus, after some time you've realized, you can still be best friends with someone without having to chat with them 24/7. Gratefulness is how you'd describe your feelings. Grateful that your friendship works, even though you don't get to spend your time with each other that often.

Your knuckles meet the wood of Jungkook's front door in a gentle manner, which is a complete opposite of your inside feelings as you've this weird feeling inside of you. The message Jimin sent you was weird and you haven't heard from anyone since then.

And when the door finally opens, you're glad you're met with Jimin himself as he stares at you with hopeful eyes and a breath of relief that escapes his plush lips. You rush inside, already taking off your shoes and jacket while you confusingly stare at your friend that looks more than relieved to see you.

"What the hell happened? You never texted me back." you tell him, or more like scold him rather than properly greet him.

"Ah, sorry," he cringes, pulling out his phone before he notices the bunch of messages and missed calls from you. "It's just—"

"This is bullshit."

The grumpy and raspy voice unintentionally cuts him off, booming inside of the apartment causing your ears to naturally perk up. Is it just you or his voice got deeper? You look at Jimin with a questioning gaze, who sees the confusion on your features as you hear Jungkook's grumpy and annoyed voice. Rather than explaining something to you, he sighs and with a quick cock of his head towards the living room, you both walk inside.

You're surprised when you see Taehyung there as well, opening a beer can before he pushes it into Jungkook's hands. Surprisingly, the mentioned guy is slouched on his beige couch, wearing one of his baggy shirts and loose sweatpants with his hair looking like he hasn't brushed them for days.

Taehyung's eyes meet yours as soon as you step in, noticing the mess around including two pizza boxes thrown on the floor and empty cans of coke and beer on the coffee table. "Oh, thank god!" Taehyung breathes out the same sigh of relief, causing you to greet him with a confused 'hello'.

Although, you don't wait for any reaction because your best friend finally acknowledges your presence in his home, head lazily turning in your direction as you walk up to him.

"Great," he mutters, almost rolling eyes at the sight of you. "Who called her?" he eyes the two of his best friends, scoffing before he takes a gulp of the beer that Taehyung handed him.

"What kind of reaction is that, asshole?" you react right away, frowning at your best friend that hasn't seen you for weeks and this is his first reaction.

"Don't mind him, please. He's just a little bit drunk right now." Jimin quickly jumps into an action, noticing your fireback and unappreciative tone that's aimed at none other than Jungkook himself.

He rolls his eyes at Jimin words, but doesn't say anything else before Taehyung watches you with cautious doe eyes. He sits in a chair, arm leaned against his knee as he anxiously bites his nails even though he tries to act casual. You don't buy it.

"What the fuck is going on?" you ask them, pointing towards Jungkook that looks like a truck just hit him.

Jimin opens his mouth, but Jungkook glares at him which ends up with him shutting it right away and when you look at Taehyung, he doesn't even spare you a glance.

"Which one of you called her?" Jungkook speaks up, eyeing the two of his friends as they point to each other causing you to snort. Cowards. "I'm fine. I don't see a reason why you make such a big deal out of this. I'm fine."

The fact that he had to repeat the same sentence twice, just proves that no — he's not fine. And before the wheels in your head start to work and roll, Jimin's voice speaks up in a clear, yet quick tempo.

"Kiko broke up with Jungkook."

The room goes silent, faint sounds coming out of the television are filling out the thick silence in the room as Jungkook freezes, not even glaring at his friend that apologetically shrugs at him.

One of the reasons why you haven't got to see your best friend that often is, that he simply found a girlfriend. Trying to combine his work, personal love life and you was already hard. But you get it. You're not mad or annoyed at him, because the two of you still kept in touch. It was just a matter of time until some of you found someone and naturally, there wouldn't be that much time to spend your days together. It was bound to happen and you knew Jungkook would be the first one to find someone.

He's your best friend, but you're not blind. He's one of the most handsome guys you've ever met, not just that but his personality is something that most girls would fall for. His attitude is pissy right now and now, you know the true reason behind it. But the Jungkook you know, is one of the most caring people you know. And not only that, but he's funny, intelligent and perfect at almost everything. He's the whole package and any girl would be lucky to snatch him.

And that girl, or perhaps you should say a woman, happened to be Kiko. A Japanese beauty that their mutual friend introduced them to one another. It clicked off immediately. Even you've noticed it when Jungkook Rain checked almost every plan you had together. He started to stare into his phone with all those puppy heart eyes whenever she texted him. At first, you found it annoying because it was just plain rude, watching him text her every five seconds instead of trying to hang out with you. But then, you just stopped caring and whenever you went silent, he'd just pushed his phone away and tried to gain your attention.

It was stupid, because you knew if you gave him attitude or silent treatment, he would just feel bad and tried to focus on you. Until the both of you stopped hanging out with each other that much.

"She did?" you mutter, staring at Jungkook who stares in front of him with a wiped out gaze. You've never seen him in this kind of state. "I'm sorry, Kook."

"Yeah, well, shit happens." he grumbles, clenching his jaw as he takes another gulp of beer that's securely clenched in his hand.

You've seen Jungkook having a couple of girlfriends, but you know that his relationship with Kiko was different. He wasn't just any girlfriend that he tried to get to know, she was someone that he completely fell for and couldn't stop talking about. He's in love. And even though he's being an ass to his friends right now, it's just his coping mechanism and you know that whatever Jimin and Taehyung has been doing, hasn't helped much. He plays tough right now, hiding his true feelings under this cold and uninterested facade but you know him better.

And when he keeps glancing at you before he quickly looks away, it's almost as if he can hear your exact thoughts.

"Well," you hastily speak, clapping your hands together as you lightly smile at everyone in the room. "You don't wanna date anyone whose name is Kiko." you try to joke, a laugh and snort erupting from Jimin and Taehyung who has obviously found your little joke funny.

Jungkook on the other hand, looks even more pissed off because he never looked at you with so much anger and annoyance as he's looking right now, causing you to squirm in your spot. "Real class, Y/N." he barks at you, causing you to slump in defeat before Jimin squeezes your shoulders in comfort.

"I brought you banana milk. I didn't know what happened, so I thought this would be a nice and quick save." you lightly tell him, sitting at the end of the couch, next to his sprawled legs but he doesn't move them away.

"Jeez, I'm not some fucking kid. Banana milk won't fix my broken heart." he scoffs, shaking his head while the three of you are even surprised that he just admitted that he has a broken heart. Well, clearly but since he's been putting up this tough act, it still comes as a shock. Judging by the look of Jimin's and Taehyung's face, they seem to think the same thing.

"I know that, Kook," you quietly tell him, hastily grabbing one of his ankles as you squeeze it in a manner to comfort him. He doesn't budge, that means something. "Is there anything we can do for you?" you ask him, not really sure if he's even going to answer that.

His brows furrow while he fumbles with his fingers, the slightest pout adoring his small lips as he thinks your question through. The three of you watch him with curious eyes, wondering what the hell is this guy thinking of. He looks at you, then at Jimin and Taehyung before he softly sighs.

"I mean... there's nothing you guys can do." he says softly, taking another gulp of beer that tastes like piss. Korean beer is just not good, and you're surprised that Jungkook even drinks it. But he never had any problem with any alcohol, that man can drink and eat anything.

There's nothing you can think of that could possibly help him out of his heartbreak. The only thing for you to do, is to be there for him. And if drinking a beer that tastes like piss is some kind of twisted way of helping him, you're in. So, you reach out and grab one of the unopened cans before you open it with a loud 'click', taking a gulp of it.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook sits up, staring at your scrunched nose and distaste written all over your face.

"Drinking with you." you shrug, taking another huge gulp of it. The more you drink it, the less it tastes awful.

"But you hate this beer." he reminds you, scowling at you and your nonstop gulping, hand twitching to get it away from you.

"I know," you shrug, grinning at him. "It doesn't taste that bad. Now come on," you nudge him with your leg, raising your can to him. "Cheers." you call out to him, ignoring his big doe eyes that stare at you with a slight confusion before he sighs.

"Cheers." he mutters, clicking his can against yours before the both of you take another gulp.

The two of you are completely unaware of your friends' faces that are washed with relief and knowing eyes as they stare at you and Jungkook. All it took was just to call you to save the day. Jungkook might not be in his greatest mood or show his appreciation for you to be there for him, but drinking without constant complaining and cursing is still a better result that Jimin and Taehyung managed to get.

"I've never thought I'd ever drink this much of this piss beer." you croak out, putting another empty can onto Jungkook's messy coffee table. You sit back, head falling onto his shoulder as you silently inhale his scent. It always reminded you of his fabric softener that smells like a baby, mixed with his cologne that is very faint on his clothes.

"How do you know what piss tastes like?" Jungkook asks, raising his brow at you while the corner of his lips twitches in amusement. "Do you wanna tell me about your weird kinks?" he cocks his head at you, causing you to groan as you hit his shoulder but it does nothing to him, he doesn't even budge.

A chuckle roars in the back of his throat, a first sound that can be considered as a positive emotion.

"It's not like that." you mutter, growing embarrassed at the thought of Jungkook thinking about your kinks. Not that you know about them that much. You might think there are some things you might like, but you never had anyone to try it with. How possibly could you know? But the idea of you having a piss kink, or whatever that's called, makes you want to gag. Maybe it's the beer or just a single thought of it, who knows.

Jimin and Taehyung already left, once they saw Jungkook loosening up, they took that chance to go home and leave the two of you alone. Not even once he talked about his heartbreak, you silently watched a TV show that Jungkook turned on whilst drinking a beer and munching on some crackers that Taehyung handed you before they left.

Glancing at Jungkook, his face is illuminated from the screen whilst he's watching a TV show with slightly furrowed brows. And when it finally stops, he sighs and grabs the remote to browse through some other movies and TV shows. He keeps browsing through them for a couple of minutes, muttering a pair of curses when he can't find anything he likes. You turn on the lamp in the very corner of his living room, causing him to frown even more from the sudden light.

You sit next to him, staring at him as he sighs and looks back at you. "What?" he asks unbothered, the remote still clutched in his hand.

"I'm sorry, Kook," you tell him silently, reaching for his shoulder which you squeeze in comfort, like you previously did with his ankle. "I know that you loved her."

And you see his facade crack, when he sucks his bottom lip as he quickly looks away from you to blink away the tears that are threatening to fall. You've never seen him this vulnerable.

"Love," he mutters, causing you to let out a confused 'huh?' in response. "Not loved her, but love. I still love her." he corrects you.

"Why did she break up with you? You don't have to tell me if you don't feel comfortable enough, but you guys seemed so close together."

It doesn't make any sense. Jungkook kept talking about her even through your messages, and you could practically feel the happiness radiating from his single messages. His whole Instagram is filled with their pictures, or just single shots of Kiko that Jungkook has taken and captioned with a single heart emoji. You've never seen him being so in love before. That's when you've realized that Kiko is different from any other women that Jungkook was seeing.

You don't push him into answering, the last thing you want for him is to get upset with you. But you can't keep walking around eggshells for this whole night.

"Apparently, she just wants some time for herself. She wants to explore other things, whatever the fuck that means." he bitterly chuckles, eyes filled with anger but you know it's just hidden hurt.

"Maybe you'll find someone else, Kook. You're still young."

Scoffing, he shakes his head. "She's the love of my life. I really doubt there's someone else for me. I was about to ask her to move in with me."

Shit, he's really serious about her.

"You did?"

He nods, biting onto his lower lip before he lets it go, fumbling his eyes before he sighs in defeat. "I love her." he whispers, his voice sounding so vulnerable that it makes your heart clench.

You go straight into hugging him, enveloping his huge body to yours as he starts to cry into your chest. For the first time, he finally breaks in front of someone else rather than himself. He clutches to your body, tears wetting your shirt but you don't mind it, grabbing him even tighter. He cries, something he doesn't usually do in front of everyone. You realize how he kept holding himself in front of Taehyung and Jimin when all he wanted was to cry it out.

"It's okay, you're going to be okay." you tell him, cheeks pressed against his hair that got super long since you've last seen him.

He sniffles, wiping his eyes before he slightly pulls away. "It happened two weeks ago and I'm still such a fucking mess." he scoffs at himself.

"Two weeks ago?" you exclaim, surprised by the new information. "It happened two weeks ago and I know just... now?"

He glares at you and you quickly shut your mouth. "Not everything is about you, Y/N." he reminds you.

Rolling your eyes, you're about to curse at him for being so rude but then you remember his state. He's just hurt and in a way, he's right. "No, that's not what I meant. I just... I'm surprised that you didn't tell me sooner. If it weren't for Jimin, I don't think I'd be here right now." you explain, thinking about all possibilities that could happen.

"I was going to," he mutters, reaching for a bottle of water instead as he takes a few gulps. "But I needed some time to myself. I didn't want anyone to see me like this." he points out towards his slightly puffed eyes.

You just wished he'd tell you sooner. But you don't tell him that. It's not selfish to think that, because you just wanted to be there for him sooner. Nobody should go through such a heartbreak alone. Not when he has you and other two friends willing to be there for him.

"You know that you can tell me anything, right? I'm always here for you." you remind him, flushed cheeks when you see his eyes already set on you.

The friendship between you and Jungkook is mostly surrounded with you teasing each other and in a way, he's like an older brother to you. You don't get all sentimental with each other, even though you're always there for one another. It's an unspoken rule and natural feeling that your friendship has.

"I know," he says softly, giving you the best little smile he can muster. "And I'm so grateful for that. I know I was acting like an asshole and I'm sorry, I just... I'm really happy that you're here."

You don't get to hear such words often, especially coming out of Jungkook's mouth, but that's why you're even more pleased to hear them.

You smile back at him, silently thanking him and also saying that it's okay and you get it. It's quiet for a moment. Jungkook fumbles with his fingers as you silently watch him, noticing a few new tattoos that decorate his honey skin.

"Y/N?" he asks suddenly, causing you to hum in return. " You know when you asked me, if there's something you could do for me?"

"Oh, boy. What is it this time?" you joke, causing him to silently chuckle under his breath.

What could he possibly want to know? The last time he wanted something from you, was to clean his whole apartment because he twisted his ankle. But whatever that comes out of his mouth next, never occurred to you before.

"Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?"

© 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 (𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝) | don't forget to reblog ♡

[hiskillingjar]

Do you think you can make more of ren Hana x reader please and keep doing amazing amazing job 

yeah sure.

1300+, hyperfem mc, kind of...au post BTD2 ren where he's trying to be a normal guy and. doesn't work out for him. cw for ref to CNC but we're all freaks here so......

College was supposed to Ren's fresh start.

Well, community college was supposed to be, anyway. A full bank account and a computer full of fake documentation software and malware couldn't get him into a regular school (what with a lack of a GED and all).

So, he had applied to the closest community college with a sob story (something something abusive relationship that forced him to drop out, something something he’s trying to build a life for himself again) and gotten in on a partial scholarship to finish his high school diploma, and to study coding and programming after the fact.

It was good. Or, at least, it was movement to start a new life for himself, a normal life, a life he could be proud of that wasn’t built off of the legacy of-.

Then she happened.

He wasn't going to do this, he had told himself from the beginning. He wasn't going to let himself get caught up in the dazed and familiar spiral of infatuation and dangerous obsession, as he was so prone to do.

She deserved better than that. She was good and he was going to be good, too.

But...he was never that good at controlling himself.

Which was why they were making out in the college library, his hand up her frilly skirt (he was a sucker for that kind of thing and she almost leaned into it) and his tongue down her throat.

She moaned little whimpers against his lips, pressing her fingers in to his hair, her fake acrylic nails occasionally scratching at his scalp and rubbing the base of his ears, making him totally melt against her.

They were decorated with ‘My Melody’ charms this week, the pink matching the pale streaks in her blonde hair.

Like she had been plucked right out of his fantasies and placed in front of him.

Like a steak in front of a starving animal.

“Ah, Ren,” She gasped sweetly, wrenching her lips away from his as his fingers stroked over the front of her underwear. He pressed two of them against the slightly damp fold, and idly circled the plush flesh underneath, feeling the wet fabric cling to her skin. “Mmm…noooo, don’t…”

“You like that?” He whispered, dipping his head down to kiss her neck.

She smelled of perfume and powder foundation, and he was addicted to it.

“Stoooop,” She whined with the slightest pout, pressing her face into his shoulder and gripping his hair a little tighter, pulling a little too hard for it to feel good.

“Ngh,” Ren let out a little grunt, pulling himself away and shaking his head (like a startled animal) before staring at her, his brows knitting together as he drew his fingers back from her panties. “Are you not into this? Should I stop?”

“Huh?” She blinked as he pulled back, her fake lashes fanning against her cheeks, making her eyes look even bigger and doll-like. God, no wonder he was crazy about her. “Oh, no, I’m…really into it, actually.” She admitted shyly.

“But,” He tilted his head with a confused look. “You were telling me to stop…”

“Um…y-yeah,” She giggled, her cheeks flushing a soft pink, matching her blush, as she idly scraped a lock of pink hair behind her ear. “Ah, not to freak you out out or anything, but, mm…I’m kind of into that sort of thing…consensual-non-consent, roleplay…stuff. And, you know, we’ve been seeing each other for a while, so…”

Ren blinked too, his ears tilting back as his expression gave away even more confusion.

"Non-consent? You...think about that stuff?" He asked, idly hooking a fang over his lip and biting down.

"Ah," She shook her head and covered her face to hide a bashful smile. It was a ridiculously adorable gesture. "I-It's not that big of a deal...and a-a lot of girls are into that stuff, more than you think!"

"Isn't that kind of messed up, though?” He continued to press, drawing his hand back from her thigh and letting it trail down to her knee, where her sock was slipping down.

“I mean, I know it's a little messed up, even if it’s not...the real thing," She insisted, her hands back in her lap (like she was chasing after his hand, chasing some way of grounding her body to the Earth) and looking at him, sweet sincerity in her big eyes. "I know it is. But it's like a...reclamation kind of thing, you know?"

Ren frowned.

"Reclamation, wha...?"

"Like, taking bad things that have happened to you and,” She paused, biting her lip to hide a thoughtful frown of her own. “...Putting them in a situation that you have control over. A situation you can stop, if you need to."

"Huh..."

He’d never considered anything like that before.

Ren did know, probably more than most, that there were a lot of…weirdos out there (pot calling the kettle black, he knew), but he hadn’t considered that she might be like that too.

It didn’t make sense to him. She dressed in pink and white, got new nail designs every two weeks, and told him extensively about her plans to program a game about cat sitting when she had finished their course.

Girls like that didn’t have the darkness that he had, did they?

She was his ‘sweet one’, after all, his innocent, little angel, his doll, his Madonna, his-

"Please don't think I'm weird..." She murmured, her smile dropping at little at his extended silence. “I was being a little hasty, I know that. We don't have...I was just trying-"

She was so nervous. She was so worried that showing her darkness was going to scare him off.

If only she knew how often he though the same.

"No, no, I-" Ren cut her off with a slight chuckle, rubbing her knee affectionately. "It's okay," He then said, giving her an encouraging smile (trying not to let it grow into something bigger, scarier, more threatening, more honest). "I...I like it too, I think.” He knew, but he didn’t want to tell her too much. Not yet. “I like that you like it, too. We can keep going."

Her eyes widened a little and that sweet, innocent smile came back to her face.

"Really?" She said, her voice filled with something close to awe.

"Yeah," He dipped his voice down low and moved in closer again, reaching up and wrapping his fingers around her wrists and squeezing tight, keeping them pinned together (in lieu of any bondage) as he gave her a fang filled smirk. "Let's keep going."

She shivered, trying to wrench her wrists away from his grip as he pressed his smirk to her neck for a harsh bite.

“AH!” She gasped, her soft thighs pressing together as he dug his teeth into her skin, bruising her, marking her as his. “No, no…s-stop-“

He paid no attention to her protests (uncaring if they were even real or not) as he dug his teeth in a little harder, feeling the first pinpricks of blood welling against his lips as he reached one hand back up her skirts and began to knead at her panties again.

She was much wetter than she had been before, and he didn’t stop himself from purring lowly in delight.

“Dirty girl,” He murmured hotly, laving his tongue over the bloody bite on her neck. Her cute blouses weren’t going to hide that one, and he struggled to contain his delight about that. “Getting off on this, aren’t you? Me touching you when you don’t want it.”

“Nghh…” She kept twisting in his grip, her bottom lip swelling as she bit down even harder. “I’m not…getting off-“

“Yessss, you are,” He drawled, suddenly pulling the gusset of her panties to the side and pressing his fingers inside of her. Thank god it was late, and the library was empty. “Look at that, angel…I think your body is smarter than your head~”

“Fuck,” She swore, pressing her face into his shoulder again and tensing up even tighter. “T-That’s good…”

“I know,” He crooned, pressing a wet kiss to her cheek and sliding his fingers deeper. “I know it is. Good girl…”

“Just let me take what I want, now…”

[ferretrade]

y'all voted overwhelmingly for the codywan bodyguard/fake marriage au in that poll last month so I come bearing a little intro/teaser for it. :)

It's an ordinary Tuesday and Cody should've known it wouldn't stay that way.

When he comes into work, Fox and Wolffe are holed up arguing in their office. Cody diligently ignores them in favor of getting on with his own shit in the relative peace; he's only just gotten their accounts into shape and he's still working on maximizing their profits and cutting down expenses. (They were rather bleeding money when Fox and Wolffe had been taking care of the books themselves.) 

Before long, his closed door is ignored and the brothers stroll in with a feral energy that raises Cody's hackles. Last time they looked like that, they'd roped him into joining their business—and the time before, he'd been convinced to go cliff jumping. Trouble, all the same. 

"Cody," Fox croons dangerously. 

"No thank you."

Fox scoffs. "Told you he wouldn't even hear us out."

Cody narrows his eyes. "You can't taunt me into being interested," he lies. From Fox's smirk, he knows. (And isn't that just the problem with working with family?) 

"Cody, Fox," Wolffe snaps exasperatedly. "Can we get to the point?" 

It's serious, then. Cody frowns. "What is it? You need to fire someone?" 

"It's a job," Fox says, sitting on the edge of Cody's desk. "We need someone undercover and you're it." 

"I'm not a guard," Cody points out. He was very specific when he joined Canidae Personal Protection; he'd gone to school for business management and accounting—he's the numbers guy, the one who could keep his brothers' dream running and growing. Because, look, he supports it one hundred percent. Fox and Wolffe had long wanted to have a one stop shop for protective services and self-defense classes, specifically for underserved communities who were really in danger. But that didn't mean he wanted to be a bodyguard or even a trainer. Cody made sure they could do what they wanted and found ways they could put more money toward the people who mattered. That's where his skills really make a difference. 

"That's why you're ideal for this. It needs to be… discreet."

Cody narrows his eyes at Fox, trying to discern what exactly he's not being told. 

Wolffe sighs. "Cody, you're our best man for the job. We need someone we can trust." 

"Bly," Cody names. 

Wolffe glares at Fox and Cody imagines this was part of the argument he overheard earlier. 

"Not possible," Fox insists, mostly to Wolffe. "To do something undercover on this level, with this time crunch? We need a blank slate. No partner, no bodyguarding history, but capable of guarding." 

Undercover. No partner. Ah. "You want me to be a pretend boyfriend." 

Fox lights up. "Not quite," he says. "But that's the real highlight, this guy is your type. You'll have no trouble selling it."

"My type?" Cody raises an eyebrow. "Which is?"

"Don't act like you don't have one," Fox scoffs. "We know you."

"Look," Wolffe jumps in before it can get messy. "You'll get along with him, is all. And you're not engaged."

Cody hums. Fair, Bly wouldn't be suited to pretend date someone else. Cody still doesn't like it, but he can see the desperation on Wolffe's face and hiding behind Fox's pushing. Whatever the reason, they really do need him. 

"Fine," Cody relents. "But you're telling me every detail and I'm not cheap." 

"Great." Fox grins sharply as he hops off the desk, clapping his hands together. "I already hacked your data. Congrats, you're now Cody Kenobi." 

[cult-of-the-eye]

WAIT GUYS IT'S LIKE 1 AM AND I NEED TO SLEEP BUT OH MY GOD TMA COMMUNITY AU

Jon is abed nadir

Brown

Autistic

How much different is film making and an entrenched need to See and Know everything really?

Vaguely off putting

Gets bitches when he wants to

Listen abed is just college Jon, back when he was less traumatised

Evil abed would be Jon in like S4/5 I guess

Does that make Martin Troy Barnes????

It doesn't quite work cause Martin is neither athletic, nor a himbo and Troy wouldn't know how to use a kettle

I don't know

ELIAS IS DEAN PELTON. FUCK YEAH

GAY

(well pan technically but comes off as A Gay Man)

Tell me that when the jig is up and he's like ah caught them might as well enjoy tormenting them while I can, he wouldn't be a fucking nightmare boss dressing up in costumes

He'd be like how's my favourite archival team?????????

Low key evil and high key manipulative

But super pathetic in the end

Oh my god guys I'm so right

Sasha I think would be Britta

I know Britta was made fun of a lot for her feminist views and stuff but obviously nowadays those views are more accepted

She's got the same level of fierce determination and love for everyone around her, even if she doesn't go about it right

She would totally hack into somewhere if she could

Yeah it makes sense...sort of

Wait would Peter Lukas be pierce???

Old racist white man

Homophobic gay

Has a dynasty

Yeah

Tim could be Jeff I could maybe see that

THE RAGE

THE SUAVE

THE DADDY ISSUES

That one time where Jeff just

WAIT FUCK NO. JEFF ATTACKS A TABLE WITH AN AXE. HES JON.

Wait wait wait this makes a bit more sense

Cause Jeff cons his way into becoming a lawyer

He has huge imposter syndrome, he's faking it all

Just like Jon is

Except he's doing a better job

So imagine Jon if he had major daddy issues and a bit more charisma

They have the same level of not chill but desperately trying to cover it up

Like that one episode where pierce tries to find his dad

And he freaks the fuck out

That's such a Jon coded freaking out

He literally tears a magazine in half and then shrieks into mid air

YESSSSSSSSSSS ugh I'm such a genius

Also Jon and Elias relationship mirrors the deans and jeffs

Like the homoerotic favouritism guys

How the dean blackmails Jeff into doing karaoke with him OH MY GOD.

He only difference is the faked confidence and charisma, Jeff does it better

Oh my god wait is daisy fucking CHANG????

Insane

Murderous

Chang once chased a monkey through a vent

The hunt vibes

Or maybe chang is michael

They're both completely and utterly nonsensical

Just sort of appears and everyone is worse for it

Makes everyone's head hurt

I'm 10000% certain Chang has stabbed someone before and would do it again

Yeah that man is the most avatar of the spiral I've ever seen

Basira could be the sane security guard

Georgie is that one girl in season 6, the one who used to be a IT person

Melanie would be Annie I think, she's definitely murderous enough

This has GRIPPED me and will not let go.

[good-beanswrites]

LCSYS ask again(undercover asker here hiiiiiaufhghghgn)thank you for responding!!!! ilovfe seeing your ideas theyre such good fuel in between trials❤️❤️

i was wondering how th prisoners would react to es’ usage of violence, like some of the younger prisoners complaining about it while the older are concerned because Hello Where did that stem from???? you cant tell me es’ “phew, i feel so much better” after hitting shidou didn’t send his mind racing a million miles per minute

ALSO curious about YONAH………… similar to how red’s violence towards es was scripted, was kotoko’s monologue about es being imperfect Also scripted, or was it on her own? yonah is probably my favourite voice drama of all time and I’m curious about how it would be interpreted in this au 🫶

Ah hello again! Thank you so much for reaching out -- every time I think I've covered everything you guys hit me with a new insane detail that makes my brain go brrrrr >:3

Because OMG I spent so much time thinking of the faked violence, I don't know why I never put as much attention on the flipside! I love the idea of Jackalope assuring them, "there will be no physical punishments. We'll talk about restraints but that's all fake. We'll make up injuries between trials but that's all fake. You don't have to worry about any real pain." And then this 15yo strolls up, interrogation one, ready to smack someone😅😅😅

Seriously though, I think it would come as a pretty big surprise to the group. They knew it was a possibility, but didn't think Es was that likely to attack, since they've made a few comments about being against violent punishments. Haruka comes back to mention the slap, and Yuno follows their instructions and says she also suffered violence, and the group is Shocked. I think it would just kill Fuuta that he wasn't allowed to hit back and avenge the others. He probably has the most complaints about the situation (and is insanely relieved that he get by in his own interrogation.) In a feeble attempt to get back at Es and make them feel bad, he encourages Muu to cry and make a big show about being afraid of them. Muu is frightened enough that it doesn't take much persuasion... I think Kotoko and unfortunately Amane wouldn't mind the threat, they both have lives in which authority showing power isn't out of place (and maybe Haruka?). Mahiru, too, thinks it's just the way a prison guard can run their prison if they want, though she's determined her charm will keep things running pleasantly.

Kazui reaches out asap* to question the legality of the experiment, since they're allowing children to get hit, even if by other children. There's a tangle of signatures and consent from everyone involved so it's okay, but the whole thing still rubs him the wrong way. He knew the experiment was a bit shady, but he(Though, this does make his first vd kind of funny -- instead of actually talking through his theories on the prison, now it feels like he's just egging Es on to see if they'll actually hit him...)

And I really like that idea that Shidou's dad instincts kick in (or maybe it's doctor instincts)! He'd understand if it was a child trying to play the role of an intimidating adult, but the way Es is doing things, the things they're saying, it all points to something deeper going on in Es' head. I can see him sitting down with the others and Jackalope to discuss. Of course Milgram gives him very little to work with, but this still kickstarts everyone's efforts to make sure Es is also taken care of post-Milgram.

*I just realized I'm still a bit fuzzy on communication during the trials. Jackalope can definitely get information to the prisoners (most commonly the 'voices' they're supposed to be hearing based on Es' notes, but also in case of emergency changes or things). I was picturing the prisoners unable to communicate outward until the trial ends, as it builds up the feeling of isolation and imprisonment. The issue is, I feel like Jackalope would want to keep that line open in case the prisoners had questions/issues with the experiment that affected their acting. So idk if the prisoners voice these concerns about Es mid-trial or they're forced to wait. I'll get back to you on that, hm

And Yonah!!

I wasn't avoiding spoilers, I actively looked for snippets here and there, but it was this ask that finally motivated me to sit down and watch it through -- and I'm SO GLAD I DID 👀 It's really well-written and wonderfully acted!! I'm floored with the whole thing omg

I really like the idea that the Milgram team instructed Kotoko to mention Es' imperfection to rattle them a bit, but left the specifics to her. Jackalope thought she'd just make some quick comment, and does a double take when he listens in on the interrogation and realizes she has a lot to say on Es and the way Milgram is run.

Jacklope told her to be harsh with Es, and she thought that was no problem at all. She felt those opinions strongly and wasn't going to go easy on the criticism just because they were a kid. She goes into the interrogation ready to stay completely put-together... and then surprises everyone and herself when Es' distress moves her to pull them into a tight hug and tell them everything's going to be alright ;---;

[viveela]

your art is ❤ I wanna squeeze them to death (affectionate) also do you read sp fanfiction? if so do you have recs? 🙈

Ah thank you sm!! I'm so glad people enjoy my fanarts, I honestly didn't think my whole shift to south park posting would go this well lol I'm very glad to be proven otherwise!!

As for sp fics ...this is gonna be a long post lol.

So I have been reading some, buuut I guess I'm kinda picky...I am kind of particular about fics in general honestly. If I love something I want to see it portrayed authentically, that goes for every fandom I've been in. I know aus are fun but I want to be able to mainly consume canon compliant content, rarely do I read anything else oops. Unfortunately I've found that to be kinda hard since aging them up and doing all sorts of aus is heavily the vast majority with the sp fandom so I don't really have too many fics I personally have to recommend; just a handful that stood out to me, but I will happily share some!! They're all style and creek tho as I haven't found any I like that aren't yet, but I hope to find some for other pairs or nonromantic ones soon.

Stan x Kyle: A Ballad of True Hearts It's ongoing but really good so far! I really enjoy it, I'm a huge sucker for the fantasy look from the show/game and when it comes to aus this is like the only one I really indulge in. I really like how they're characterized and the tense dynamic they have that reflects the one seen in the current state of the series. The underlying plot has me very intrigued too! Sign of Devotion Adorable canon feeling story where their fantasy world is rarely portrayed as in the show with them simply playing pretend (which is my fav way to see it done). I loved this one to pieces and idk I just really like the idea of some feelings arising between them from trying to stay in character!! To Be More Than My Daydream I really enjoyed this one because it really nailed down how comfortable the two boys have gotten with each other's presence. I enjoy the idea of Stan taking a while to realize how his feelings changed over time and the way awareness of this slowly comes to light. It's written so tenderly and sweet it's really cute, I love the way they are here. Say it and mean it (for both our sakes) Such an awesome fic covering the distance that has grown between the two and how they're both happier when close to one another. They are both wanting and missing what they once had before but so bad at communicating this to each other until now. It was just perfect, loved it. Tweek x Craig:

Signs Point to Yes Incredibly fun fic, super in character, felt like an actual episode. The call back to the fortune teller is great. It was just such an enjoyable fic that really captured their dynamic and the struggle to save a relationship they didn't even ask for but now want. Super cute!

A Stripe of Love This fic was made before there was that much info on Stripe I believe, but it is very cute and I enjoyed it a lot. I am also always a fan for people bringing in Tweek's unofficial/official parrot into the mix, even if briefly. Overall, it's just a really sweet read.

Baby steps

Really cute exploration of how the two would feel about the awkward transition from faking to actually putting real feelings into their actions and being a little more vocal about it. Tweek's nerves are captured really nicely too.

That's all of them, hopefully my tastes in fics overlap at least a little with yours and you gain a nice read out of this!

I also plan to write some fics myself so maybe keep an eye out for that...?

[thisisevenharderthannamingablog]

Liveblogging notes on ep 6.

Thank god we get to come out of this trough of angst.

Two notes about the setup from last time. One, why kidnapping vs murder attempt? This is a new tactic. Two, does Kinn know that his family track everywhere he goes?

It is SO weird seeing these characters out in the woods. Aw Big, don't blame yourself, there are more important people around to blame. (Side-eyes in spoiler.)

City boys, ffs. Do neither of you know anything? First rule of being lost is stay where you are.

Kinn this is not a situation in which pulling rank is going to work.

This episode might actually kill me. How are you both like this.

You won't die of thirst, but do they not have giardia in Thailand?

One day down.

Porsche doing that little foot wiggle he did at the pier. He is too cute for words sometimes.

Having Pete and Pol watching Vegas is like feeding a live bunny to a python, Chan wtf were you THINKING.

So Porsche does know some things. And Kinn's competitive streak is not actually permanently switched on, whew.

I'm enjoying the survival lessons and general cuteness and so on, but wow these woods are full of elephants. (Not because of the locale.) And they're gonna kiss it out instead of talking? Oh that is interesting, how Kinn yanks himself back from it. Did we maybe learn something.

Night two. That is, honestly, a long fucking time to be lost anywhere.

Ah, there is talking. Only took two entire days. Kinn again taking point on asking questions. Porsche's dream job is full of freedoms to do as he likes. And cut to Kinn's ring when it's his turn to talk. Nope, no dreams for you. Thank you, Porsche, for not falling for that line of bullshit.

It is not lost on me that in order for them to get past the hideous emotional tangle they got into last episode and communicate honestly, they had to get away from that fucking house. [Note to self, look for fics where the place is just cursed.]

This answers a question that has been on my mind since Khun's introduction, about how old Kinn was when that went down: plenty old enough to know what was going on. Ouch.

OMG so hesitant and shy. I'm intrigued by the music theme running through so many of the characters. This is so sad though?

None of those kids ever had a chance. Khun's too traumatized to function. Kinn only thinks he's better off because he can fake it really well. Even though Kim theoretically has his own life, he's paranoid. (What was their mom like? What happened to her?)

Apology tendered? Kind of weirdly but sincere? I like that we can see Porsche think about it for a couple of seconds before he accepts. Sleepy snuggle? Always with the crane shots for them.

Did you two just get killed? [AU where the show actually ended here, the rest was afterlife.] Hmm this looks bad.

Yes, Porsche, he is crazy. Guy spends every minute of every day hating everything?

Oh wow, another, explicit apology? Explicit forgiveness?! We are watching real-time character growth happening. I honestly did not think they were going to talk through it head-on like this, my heart can't take it. Porsche seems a little uncertain about the "no doubts" thing.

Well that got weird again real fast (and then a reminder: crazy). Show certainly does keep you on your toes.

Three days. Interesting.

Porsche looks like he's going to cry? Have to get that "if you love something set it free" moment in here, huh. Very Beauty and the Beast of them.

Kinn's little full-body jolt of surprise when Porsche kisses him. :( So much desperation.

I was kind of wondering if something like this was going to happen. Good thing Porsche didn't have time to get very far away. Looks like all the gun practice has paid off, just look at that form.

Oh no Kinn got shot. But they are rescued (other than the whole "trapped in hell" aspect), things have gotten sorted out a little bit between them, and we've finally learned a some things about what makes Kinn tick.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hello Baby! Would you recommend johnlock fics where Sherlock and John are not in a relationship or know their feelings until almost the end? something like a long series

Hey Lovely!

Ah, I think you'll enjoy my Slow burn fics the most for this kind of thing! Gonna use your ask for my Part 5, so I hope you don't mind! If anyone has any they want to suggest, please do!

SLOW BURN / DEVELOPING RELATIONSHIP Pt. 5

See Also:

Love Confessions / Slow Burn / Dev. Rel. (Fluff Version)

Falling In Love / Slow Burn / Dev. Rel. || [MOBILE POST] (April 2019)

Slow Burn / Dev. Rel. / Falling in Love Pt. 3 (Nov. 2019)

Slow Burn / Dev Rel. Pt. 4 (Apr 2020)

Relationships are Obstacles to Johnlock || [MOBILE]

Burn So Slow it Hurts

Upon This Throne by ifonlynotnever (T, 1,773 w., 1 Ch. || Pre-TRF, Angst, Romance, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Introspection, Imagery, Pining Sherlock, Drug Use, Passage of Time) – Inside Sherlock's mind is a Palace. Inside the Palace are many rooms. Within the largest room is the Throne. Upon the Throne sits the King.

This Year by DiscordantWords (T, 6,283 w., 2 Ch. || TEH Divergence / No Mary, New Year’s Eve, John’s A Mess, Jealous John, Awkward Conversations, Trapped in a Closet, Estranged After Return, John POV, Semi-Reunion, Angry John, First Kiss, Reconciliation, Clueless Sherlock, Happy Ending) – Last year, Sherlock Holmes showed up at the Landmark with a fake moustache and a bad French accent and threw John's entire life into disarray with two words: "Not dead." This year, there are more surprises in store.

holding steady by darcylindbergh (E, 12,724 w., 4 Ch. || Post S4, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Growing Old, Gone Fishing, Mood without Plot, Soft Sherlock, Caring Sherlock, POV John Third Person, Anxious Sherlock, First Kiss / Time, Touching, Feeling Old, Sherlock Worship, Crying Sherlock, Cuddles, Comforting, Introspection, Retirement, Hand Holding, Forehead Kisses, Caring John, Bed Sharing, Emotional Love Making) – Sitting on a thick wool blanket at the end of a rickety dock side-by-side, legs dangling over the edge, a styrofoam container of wet, dark dirt between them, they’re fishing. John knows what this is about. This is about finally figuring it out.

A Hooligans’ Game Played By Gentlemen by scullyseviltwin (E, 15,213 w., 1 Ch. || First Time, Rugby as Foreplay, Porn with Lots of Plot, John POV, Ogling, Body Appreciation, Cranky Sherlock, Slow Burn, Bed Sharing, Cuddling, Touching, Heavy Petting, Blow Job, Botttomlock) – In which John wants to get back in shape, does so, joins a rugby league and has sex with Sherlock Holmes. In that order.

A Gossamer Dream by CarmillaCarmine (E, 15,985 w., 4 Ch. || Writer/Teacher AU || First Meetings, Friends to Lovers, Writer John / Teacher Sherlock, Fluff, London, Holding Hands, Online Friendship / Romance, Phone Sex, Anal Sex, Happy Ending, Alternating POV, Scottish John, Online Relationship, Internalized Homophobia, Hand Holding, Forehead Touching, First Kiss/Time, Texting/Sexting, Rimming, Toplock, Sherlock Speaks French) – Sherlock had never realised one could care so much about someone they'd never met in person. Now he is about to meet the friend with whom he's been chatting online for months and his anticipation is reaching a crescendo. 

Permanent Fixture by vitruvianwatson (E, 18,836 w., 9 Ch || Post-S4, Parentlock, Slow Build, Friends to Lovers, They’re Good Parents, Blushing Sherlock, First Kiss/Time, Explicit Consent, Sexual Content, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Big Feelings, Crying, First Kiss, Fluff, Anxious Sherlock, Inexperienced Sherlock, Emotional Communication, Love Confessions) – Now, as Rosie sat curled up against Sherlock’s side, John watched and wondered exactly how he had ended up here. Domesticity had never suited him before, not at any point in his life. His disastrous marriage had been proof of that. But somehow, here in the warmth and safety of 221B Baker Street, here with Sherlock Holmes reading medical jargon to his daughter, Sherlock’s bony feet nudging against his leg, John couldn’t imagine anyplace that would make him happier. 

Division by MrsNoggin (E, 19,542 w., 11 Ch. || Coffee Shop AU || First Kiss/Time, Fluff, Barista Sherlock, Clingy Sherlock, POV John, John’s Limp, Bed Sharing, Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Sensuality, Touching, Virgin Sherlock, Insecure John) – John likes mysteries. And every morning he dips into the local independent coffee bar with his newspaper and ponders another... one Sherlock Holmes.

How To Unfold a Heart by elwinglyre (E, 25,477 w., 7 Ch. || Post S4 Fix It, BAMF John, Mentioned Eurus, POV First Person Sherlock, Case Fic, Fluff, Slow Burn, Topping from the Bottom, 3 Yr Old Rosie, Introspection, Sexual Fantasies, John Worship, Ogling, Hand Holding, Kidnapping, Domesticity, Sherlock Whump, First Kiss/Time, Doctor John, Caring John, Soft Sherlock, Sensuality, Touching, Crying, Love Confessions, Anxious Sherlock, Rimming, Toplock, Fingering, Bossy Bottom John) – To Sherlock’s dismay, John’s return to Baker Street with Rosie is only temporary. Sherlock’s daily visits to Regent Park with John and Rosie illuminate his lost childhood memories and missed opportunities. But with each trip to the park, Sherlock also feels a growing sense of hope. That is until the past horrors return unexpectedly in a cryptic note folded in the shape of a heart. To decipher the message, Sherlock must uncover the nature of the hearts around him, including his own.

Rupert Street by WritingOutLoud (M, 27,262 w., 9 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting || Case Fic, Sexuality, Demisexual Sherlock, Drugging, Smart John, Sherlock Has Internalized Biphobia, Fluff, Angst with Happy Ending, Gay Bar, Flirting, John Manipulates Sherlock to Eat, John Deduces, Arguments, Kidnapping/Torture, Hospitalization, John Whump) – Discharged from the war with nothing but the clothes on his back and a realisation of his bisexuality, John Watson has to learn who he’s become. He can’t afford London on an army pension, but the city is the only friend he has. In an effort to understand his newfound queer identity, he heads to a bar one night, where he stumbles across a mysterious stranger who turns his life upside down. ‘I dug around inside myself, and I'm not quite sure what I found, but it was beautiful and terrifying all at the same time.’

Insanity in the Middle by DotyTakeThisDown (E, 28,010 w., 8 Ch. || Equestrian Sports AU || Alternate First Meeting, POV John, Pining John, Bottomlock, Clueless Sherlock, First Kiss/Time, Passionate Kisses, Hand Holding, Caught Making Out, Bed Sharing, Spooning, Blow Job) – John is a world-class eventing rider with a gold medal and several four-star wins to his credit, but he's never won at Rolex. Sherlock is an up-and-coming rider taking the sport by storm.

Sunday Evening 6 p.m. by Silvergirl (E, 30,712 w., 6 Ch. || Post-TRF / TEH Divergence, Grief / Mourning / Stages of Grief, Mutual Pining, Dreams, Reunion, Love Confessions, First Kiss / Time, Alternating First Person POV, Smart John, BAMF Boys, Emotional Love Making, Song Fic, Referenced Suicide, First Kiss / Time, Touching, Sleepy Sherlock, Blow Job, Villain Mary) – Six months after Sherlock jumped, he learns that John is dedicating songs to him on a requests-only radio programme. Is John just working through grief? Or is he—communicating? Fixes the hell out of S3 by pre-empting it altogether. Remember, as TAB told us, John is Pretty Damn Smart.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by SilentAuror (E, 50,635 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4/S4 Divergence, Case Fic, For a Case / Reverse Fake-Relationship, Conferences, Marriage Equality, Travelling / New York, Pride, Homophobia, Bottomlock, Marriage Proposal, John POV, Sexuality, Love Confessions, Emotional Love Making, Public Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Passionate Kissing, Needy/Clingy Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Touching / Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Little Spoon Sherlock, Intense Orgasms) – John and Sherlock go to New York to attend a conference run by the National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition in order to investigate the potential bombing of the annual Manhattan Pride parade. As the conference unfolds, John finds himself repulsed by the toxic ideology being presented, which becomes relevent to his own unacknowledged issues and his friendship with Sherlock...

The Hollow Woman by ScopesMonkey (M, 51,335 w., 22 Ch. || Post-TRF, Major Character Death, Mystery, Romance, Friendship, Family, Angst, Crime, Reunion, First Kiss / Time, Nightmares, Doctor John, Jealous Sherlock, Jealous John, BAMF John, Angry John, Dub-Con, Rough Sex, Bottomlock, Possessive John, Villain Mary, Open Ending) – Forced to return to London sooner than expected, Sherlock falls into a case too close to home. Part 1 of the Hollowverse series

Gold Rush by ShirleyCarlton (E, 71,783 w., 17 Ch. || Post S3 / No Mary, Friends to Lovers, Mentions of Past Sexual Abuse, First Kiss, Case Fic, Slow Burn, Alternating POV, Switchlock, Angst with Happy Ending, Marriage Proposal, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Abduction, Anxious/Insecure Sherlock, Miscommunication, Emotional Lovemaking) – John has divorced Mary and pops round to 221B one evening to find Sherlock in the middle of a case. As Sherlock tries to find the identity of a young woman’s stalker, John realises he can no longer deny his feelings for Sherlock – which then, to their befuddlement, turn out to be mutual. Shy kisses and tentative embraces ensue. But will Sherlock be able to cast off a shadow from his past that he thinks might prevent John from wanting to stay?

Repairing the Broken Things by BakerTumblings (M, 75,252 w., 15 Ch. || S4 Compliant, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Trauma, Hospitals, Big Brother Mycroft, Misunderstandings, Realizations, Severe Accident, John Whump, Pneumonia, Medical Procedures, Bed Sharing, First Time, Healing, Happy Ending) – "I'm calling today to notify you that there's been an accident."

Bakers with Benefits by Raina_at (E, 88,130 w., 14 Ch. || Great British Bake Off AU || Strangers to Lovers, Switchlock, Friends with Benefits, Mentions of Alcoholism / Past Drug Use, Banter, Flirting, Fluff, Light Angst, Semi-Public Sex, Past Sherlock/Victor, Mutual Pining, POV Sherlock, Obsessive Sherlock, John’s Bum) – Sherlock Holmes has a successful YouTube baking channel, but what he really wants is his own bakery. When an old friend sends him a call for the very first Great British Bake Off, he seizes the opportunity to finally win a sponsor for his bakery. Here's the plan: Win Bake Off, get the bakery, don't fall in love with the handsome Army doctor at the neighbouring station. Easy.

Kintsukuroi by sussexbound (E, 91,823 w., 20 Ch. || S4 Compliant / Post-TLD, Grief / Mourning, PTSD, Internalized Homophobia, Therapy, Past Abuse, Alcohol Abuse, Nightmares, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Anxiety, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, Cuddling, Suicidal Ideation, Masturbation, Minor Character Death, Sexting, Frottage, Inexperienced Sherlock, Rimming / Anal / BJ’s, Emotional Turmoil, Finding Each Other) – “I love you.” Sherlock sees the words hit John with almost physical force. He reels back a little, jaw twitching and eyes filling. “I love you,” he repeats, a little softer, a little more gentle, as earnest as he possibly can. Because they’ve been teetering on the brink of this thing for years, and it had become painfully obvious over the last few months that they were at a tipping point. This had to happen. Now it has. Now they can see where they end up. The tears in John’s eyes spill over, and he wipes at them angrily. “Do you even know what that means?”  

Northwest Passage by Kryptaria (E, 95,157 w., 27 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Canadian AU ||  BAMF!John, Canadian John, PTSD, Anal / Oral Sex, Rimming, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Drug Rehab, Falling in Love, Pining Sherlock, Love Confessions, Sherlock’s Violin, Panic Attacks, Switching, Anxious / Protective Sherlock, Hugs for Comfort, Suicide Mentions, Healing Each Other) – Seven years ago, Captain John Watson of the Canadian Forces Medical Service withdrew from society, seeking a simple, isolated life in the distant northern wilderness of Canada. Though he survives from one day to the next, he doesn't truly live until someone from his dark past calls in a favor and turns his world upside-down with the introduction of Sherlock Holmes." Part 1 of Tales from the Northwest

Drawn to Stars by Silvergirl (E, 109,272 w., 60 Ch. || S4 Compliant to TLD / TFP Doesn’t Exist, Sherlock’s Italian Adventure, Sherlock/OC and Johnlock, Jealous John, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, First Kiss/Time, Idiots in Love, 3 Part Story, Slow Burn, Inexperienced Sherlock, Bottom Sherlock, Introspection, Multiple Alternating First and Third Person POV, Separation and Reconciliation, Emotional Love Making, Love Confessions via Letters, Angst with Happy Ending) – After the Culverton Smith case Sherlock is clean, working, and looking for a romantic partner—since John has told him that’s what he needs. Shame John didn’t mention he was interested in that role himself, before Sherlock went off to Rome with a gorgeous Italian copper to try to fall in love and become a complete human being.  Part 1 of the Drawn to Stars series

The Lost Special: Family Matters (As Do Relationships) by ShirleyCarlton (M, 144,688 w., 40 Ch. || S4 Fix It Fic / Meta Fic, Unreliable Narrator, John’s Mind Bungalow, Friends to Lovers, Happy Ending, Demisexual Sherlock, Holmes Family, John Whump, Gay Mycroft, Misunderstandings, Drug Addiction, Parenting, TFP is a Nightmare, Virgin Sherlock, Slow Burn, Minor Character Death, Switchlock, John’s Past, Sherlock’s Past, Eurus, Love Confessions) –Sherrinford is not really the name of some high security prison. That was just a figment of John’s frantic coma dream. And Eurus is not actually Sherlock’s sister. That’s just something random she said to John before shooting him. Sherlock and John were never actually estranged. That was just their act to cover up what really happened to Mary – or Rosamund Moran, as her real name has turned out to be. Sherlock does have a secret sibling, though, and his name is Sherrinford. After finally eliminating Moran – though in a rather dramatically different way than they had envisioned – and exposing the truth about Eurus, John encourages Sherlock to delve into his past and to find out whether the reasons to keep Sherrinford away from Sherlock were the right ones, and to discover what really happened in 1981. Along the way, Sherlock and John gradually, finally, stop keeping each other at a distance, and eventually become a proper family of their own.

Against the Rest of the World by SilentAuror (E, 151,714 w., 20 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Hiatus Fic, POV First Person Sherlock, Present Tense, First Kiss/Time, Big Brother Mycroft, Escaping from Capture, Soft Sherlock, Toplock, Insecurity, Infidelity, Travelling, Introspection, Pining Sherlock, Depression, Fantasies, Yearning for the Past, PTSD Sherlock, Suicidal Ideation) – Sherlock has been away from London for nine hundred and twelve days and counting, and has no idea what sort of reception to expect when he finally returns. 

[zoanzon]

Edelgard Fe3h in a modern au would be an entirely different person. Can we get at least more clues about the set up to answer the question? Because modern au is extremely vague

Is this world a modern version of Fodlan or similar to ours? If it's a world similar to our world, where and when specifically are we? If it's a version of Fodlan, how does Leninism even begun to appear? Same for the term tankie?

To what degree other characters are here? Is there only the main cast or is there also everyone else including TWSITD and the Nabataeans? If so, how are them in this set up?

What was Edelgard family like, especially in term of history, jobs and belief? What social class is she? What kind of education did she get? Does every element of her trauma happens? If yes, how does it fit into a modern au?

I have much more questions, but I think this is some of the essential at least.

2/3: I hate sending hatemail, I think being very annoying is much more efficient :] 3/3: ( To be fair, while it's probably just a question for "fun", if one was to seriously answer it it would definitely require answering a good chunk of those questions. I'm sorry, I have problems :')

lol completely fair.

If i had to improv my answers...call it modern au in a similar way that ASOIAF/GOT fics do modern AUs still set in planetos. Failing that, make it an early 2000s 'fake european countries' type of situation.

Re 'leninism/terminology in Fodlan', I'd cheat and point to the fact that per Wikipedia, tankie is "generally applied to authoritarian communists, especially those who support acts of repression by such regimes or their allies" even if that's not as specific as it can(/should) be used. So, handwaving some degree of communism - or, stretching things a bit and going with socialism or even protosocialist ideologies - as a thing emerging in Fodlan for this or that reason, we're left with the fact that one can apply the term 'tankie' looking into the universe in question even if in-universe that's not the terminology they'd use.

Past that...ah well, you've got me, I was able to improv past the first step or three but I can't bullshit my way through the whole set-up 😅

In general, this all originated with me spitballing with a friend (who's far more in the fandom than I am, but I've absorbed a lot from the friend via osmosis) how to play around with Edelgard's descent into authoritarianism and her ostensibly being well-meaning (if not following through in action etc etc). I'd asked my friend if modern!Edelgard would be a tankie mostly to watch them suffer immense amounts of curse damage...then thought it would be funny to post that as a poll, because I fear not man nor god nor tumblr mobs.

Hope you enjoyed!

[m1d-45]

Venti Brainrot eh? I can work with that.

I've read a few fics that say Archons can change their form at will... (minor spoilers for Venti's backstory)

Venti realizing who you are because the wind seems to sing whenever you're around. It's constantly guiding him to you and actively pushes him away from the fake on the throne. He's not stupid, he sees the way the land flourishes wherever you go. The plants and wind seem to cradle you while rejecting the faker outright.

Knowing he can't approach you in his human form (he's seen how you shy away from any and all human contact), he shifts into his wind sprite form to greet you. He's more than happy to show you the love and affection you deserve as the First Guiding Wind. And so what if he keeps quiet about how much he adores the affection you give back? It's not like you mind, ehe!

-sibling anon, who also loves the windy boi

ah, a fellow citizen of brainrot city

anyway the idea of archons changing their forms is so cool actually (and maps to canon bc venti changed into this form so) and i think i’d enjoy small dragon!li as like a weighted blanket pls and thank

but back to the prompt: yes. so much yes.

he’s already tuned into nature quite well, so he can hears how the harmonies turn discordant around the throne room. likewise, he notes that the wind sings of heaven, of liyue, sumeru, of wherever you are, pleading with him to stop the hunt. to pull you away to a castle of gold, filled with whatever you need while keeping you safe from those who dared call you the sinner.

i honestly think a lot of my problems could be solved by simply having Wisp Venti at my side, sagau or not, isekai or not, imposter au or not. like he’s so……..

he comes up to you with a curious trill, wondering if you’ll be receptive to this form- he spends his time floating beside you like one of the companion seelies, and is so much more open to displays of affection than bird!xiao i’m- he openly runs into your hand when he wants pets, he cuddles blatantly into you when it’s time for bed, he leads you towards trees with the freshest apples (or sunsettias, if you’re allergic or don’t like them) and fully expects a pat on the head as a reward. he communicates entirely through sqeaks and chirps—he sounds a lot like the mini seelies actually, at least in my mind, but it has a speech-like pattern to it—and softly hums a little when he’s asleep, like a little white noise machine for you <3

[academyofbrokenhearts]

Instead of Dancing Alone, I Should Be Dancing with You (II)

Kaya and Suna have a talk early in the morning, after their respective conversations with İfakat and Seyran, but prior to the epic Nükhet fake meltdown in 45.

AU scene.

Author note: I NEED THEM TO TALK SO BADLY might as well be my motto as far as KaySun is concerned. A true partnership is based on communication, so this is exactly what I want them to do. The basis for this was already planted in the previous chapter, and now they are starting to build on it.

AO3 link here.

Suna is deep in thought on the terrace, a mug full of cold, untouched coffee in her hands.

It's still quite early in the day, but she somehow managed to have a harsh fight with Seyran already. She had wanted to tell her sister not to worry, that everything was going to be okay, that Kaya was not influenced by İfakat, or anyone else, really, into marrying her. That they had taken a mutually beneficial decision like the adults they were supposed to be regarded as.

But all of it became suddenly too much; Ferit's judgemental attitude from the evening before, after having caught her and Kaya immediately post proposal, her father's unbearable pressure, Seyran's disbelief and her firm opinion that Suna, poor, naive Suna, was somehow manipulated into this, all of it exploding into hurtful words, screams and then silence.

She sighs quietly; she had hoped that Seyran would understand, that she would at least make an effort to, but it doesn't seem like it is in the cards for the time being. And it hurts, because she has always been on Seyran's side, and yet it seems like she is cursed never to receive the same energy in return.

"Even if you frown at that coffee, it's not going to get warm again, you know," she hears Kaya behind her, and turns to him, the corners of her mouth rising up in a small smile.

She hadn't seen him today just yet; her last glimpse of him had been last night, after they turned their back on Ferit and his neverending ramble, and entered the house hand in hand, letting go only when they reached her door. He never even kissed her, but she liked the way his hand squeezed hers before letting go, and the expression on his face when he said good night.

He keeps himself at a respectful distance; not even her father could normally comment on this scene, if he were to stumble upon it, although, Suna suspects, he would probably use it to put even more pressure towards their impending nuptials.

So she dutifully warns him:

"You need to be careful. My father could appear at any moment."

Kaya shrugs and smiles, unbothered.

"We are about to get married, and anyway, I need to speak to you. If he sees us, I can just tell him we were discussing our wedding. I don't think he would raise any objections to that. But forget him," he adds, when Suna tries to protest. "You don't look well, did something happen?"

"Nothing, just..." Suna sighs. "It's just Seyran, you know."

"Ah, let me guess," Kaya says, understanding glimmering in his eyes. "She does not approve."

"She doesn't," Suna confirms, eyes turning far away in the distance, words tumbling down before she can stop herself. "She thinks you've been manipulated into this by İfakat, that you don't want me, that I won't be happy, she told me all of that. Even more, she told me she won't support me as long as I insist marrying you, and I just..."

Her eyes are slowly filling up with tears, and she closes them, breathing in and out, in an effort to stay calm.

"I just... I always supported her, Kaya. Even back then, when I was rejected, and Ferit chose her, even if my life became a living hell since then, I was always at her side. Never asking for anything in return. And now... my father almost kills me in the middle of the street, and you... you are more on my side than my own flesh and blood, and it's just so... I just can't believe it. I would have reassured her, but she is just so quick to judge, and she doesn't even realise how much it hurts, she doesn't understand that I need to be free, to be my own person. Why? Am I asking for too much?"

"You're not," Kaya speaks, his voice full of tenderness, and then she feels him right behind her, his hands squeezing her shoulders gently, reassuringly. "I know. I know what you mean. God, I know it so well. I know it hurts now, but give her time. She will come around."

"And if she never does?" Suna asks, turning to him, her voice broken, sobs choking her breath.

"We will deal with it together when the moment comes," he promises. "No use to worry about that now. Don't cry. I want this to be a good moment for you, and no one is allowed to upset you, as long as I have a say in this."

And there's something about the way he says it, with determination, as if it's the most important thing for him at that very moment, that makes her set aside the mug and stand on her toes to kiss his cheek.

It's very brief, and she's blushing at the end, almost unable to look at him. When she finally does, she sees it: a mix of surprise, but also something that is definitely pleasure, in his eyes, and her heart skips a beat.

"Um, anyway," she begins, trying to act like she's not blushing even more, and like it's not obvious he noticed. "You were saying you wanted to speak to me?"

"Speak to you. Well, yes," he says. "I did."

"Well, then go ahead," she replies, when it becomes obvious he's not that eager to continue. "I hope there's nothing wrong?"

"Not necessarily, but not that pleasant either." He sighs, then goes on: "Mrs İfakat came to my room last night and told me to stop the wedding. I said no, of course," he adds quickly, not giving her time to say anything, "I told her I took a decision and that it was going to happen, and I am not telling you this to upset you. Just... for you to know. So that you can be careful."

Well, Suna thinks, bitterly. It was her fault, probably, for believing that İfakat could have something in her that might have resembled humanity.

At the same time, though, her heart skips another beat, because he is keeping his promise. He has her back, like he said he would. And it's right then and there, with her cheeks still keeping a trace of warmth, in spite of what is it yet another betrayal she didn't quite expect, that she's making a silent promise to herself that she will do her best to support him as well.

*

Later, when Nükhet causes an entire commotion, and announces she will leave the house and take Kaya with her, he declares in front of the entire mansion that he will stay behind and get married, just as he promised he will.

And Suna is not surprised at all.

[a-suspicious-lack-of-bagel]

too many beds: the couple gets to try them all and it's a bonding experience

accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss: they mistake your car for their getaway car. they're worried the police are chasing you; you calm them down cos why would the police chase you?

nice guy who hates only you: you get to have fun with the reason why and if you MUST you can make it enemies to lovers but the guy doesn't have a fuckton of red flags for once

academic rivals: Teacher Proxy War Edition: love this.

divorce of convenience: isn't that just what it's like to be disabled in america? the world is depressing.

too much communication: adhd can't shut up meets autism overstimulated by conversation. they adapt to eachother.

true hates kiss: curse of War and Famine. responsible rulers whose love for their respective peoples is marginally more than their hatred of eachother.

dating your enemies sibling: did someone say Awkward Family Dinners?

lovers to enemies: ah yes my parents /hj

hate at first sight: ah yes, me in primary school /hj

love triangle gets together: B and C bond over their love for A and realise they actually like eachother more. excellent.

fake amnesia: no matter how you do it, Dorothy Sayers did it better (I think it's a side plot in 9 Tailors?) - escaped British criminal steals identity, accidentally goes to war; fakes amnesia and attempts to live a quiet life in France

Soulmates fated to kill eachother - people are angsty about it but they don't care. they joke "you'll be the death of me". after 80 happy years together as A finally turns off B's life support, the faulty outlet electrocutes their frail heart.

strangers to enemies - the art of holding a grudge

not actually fake dating - "and they were roommates", bonus points for "if we're both single at X time let's date eachother"

too hot to cuddle: welcome to Australia, bitches. they cuddle anyway and one of them gets a heat rash (I Will project my skin issues onto nonexistent characters)

CEimbO runs company into ground: love interest fixes their shit. ends up running the company. is shocked when promoted to CEO. tony stark X pepper potts minus tonys PTSD.

nursing home au: HECK yeah would DEFINITELY read. the possibilities for hurt/comfort are limitless.

REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

[fictionalurl]

the 100 fanfic is interesting to me as a fandom because there are eleventy bazillion characters? who seem to at least have enough canon connections to facilitate AU fics where they all hang out and get along (or don't but in a way that that's the exception to the rule and that's the reason it's interesting). I guess that might be just this particular author I've been reading, to be fair; I've seen a fair few clexa fics that are just those two or like 4 named characters tops. but presumably there has to be something there, right

okay hold on what's that one fiction thing where the same set of characters, or actually bundles of character traits, get reused in all of these tales? from like the 1800s? shit. lemme ask gpt3.5. ah thank you it's commedia dell'arte. right so what I was going to say was: I wonder how much of people's choice of fandoms to create fanworks for is actually liking the source material and how much is just picking the best combination of "a community of works and people and a bunch of commedia dell'arte-style stick characters I can tell stories with" for the creative things they want to do.

because, I guess, I tend more toward the fanworks anyway so I'm almost entirely the second one, and so I do see the original media as kind of a means to an end. so it makes sense to me to think, you know, "I like the idea of writing for a fandom that inherently invites imagining your characters having communities where they're loved by many." rather than caring about, you know, whether the show actually has that vibe. or is fun to watch, or is good!

and then on the flip side, you know, there are fandoms where I'm just like, I don't really have a lot of story ideas to tell for this work, not because I don't like it, but just because the stock characters it gives you—either I haven't thought of much to do with them or, sometimes, there just aren't all that many of them.

(aside, also: I'm sure there's also a thing where what the people in a show look like matters to people? it's fun to imagine, say, hot characters doing hot stuff? while for me, you know, sure I look at a few reference photos of a character occasionally when I read something but for the most part if you say they're hot I'll just imagine they're hot in the pov character's eyes, even if their canon appearance isn't my thing. I mean, I've written two fanfics about being obsessed with someone's appearance and I kind of just faked it since I'm not into the characters/actresses/whatever in question—or, not faked it, but you know what I mean, the POV character can have different tastes than I do. but yeah, I guess I do think it would be interesting to get into a fandom where I have a celebrity crush on one of the characters or whatever but I don't really know what that's like? it sounds kinda fun.)

[helenadurazzo]

The Lord Of The Underworld And His Lady of Spring Part 7

Asteria, Rook, and Epel finally find their way to the Island of Woe. However when they meet with Idia, they start to realize something is going on behind the scenes. As always for this AU, Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars

Asteria watched as Rook took a breath of fresh air, “Warm Sun… Clear Skies… What prime flying weather this is!”

“Totally…” Epel replied absent mindedly

“Are you alright?” Rook looked concerned.

“Yes.” Epel reassured him, “I am just floored your family’s villas were spectacular!”

“You are both always welcome to pop by for a visit.” Rook invited them.

Asteria smiled, “I would love to visit them again.”

“Not a problem at all, I could even invite the whole NRC Tribe!” Rook declared, “I would just have to let my siblings know in advance with specific dates.”

“I didn’t know you had siblings.” Epel remarked, “How many do you have Rook.”

“Five.” Rook casually responded, “Two older and three younger.”

“Isn’t six kids kind of a lot?” Epel assumed.

Asteria laughed, “If you think six is a lot try me and Helena’s twelve siblings.”

“I didn’t know you have so many siblings…” Rook breathed.

“Yeah…” Asteria smiled fondly “But without a way home… they are practically non existent minus Helena, and now she is gone to… I can’t lose her, if I can’t find a way for us to get home she is all I have left.”

“We will find her.” Epel comforted Asteria, “Luckily we are on the last stretch of our journey to the Island.”

“In fact.” Rook revealed, “It is about time for us to descend.” Rook led the charge, allowing Asteria and Epel to follow.

~~~

“Bonjour Islanders of Woe!” Rook greeted the guards who emerged dramatically warmly. “I am a seeker and defender of beauty! They call me Rook Hunt! Le Chasseur D’Amour! One of the people you abducted was my boon companion. Now I have come to rescue Vil Schoenheit from Mortal Peril!”

“Not the way I would have said it.” Asteria murmured to herself, “But you do you.”

“We have got a visual on the assailant.” One of the ferrymen reported, “Proceeding with capture of him and his two accomplices.”

“Ah!” Epel jumped and nearly fell off his broom. “It’s the armored guys that took Vil and the others!”

Rook turned to Epel and Asteria, “Listen up both of you. We will fight for a brief moment and then promptly surrender, our goal is not to win.”

“We want them to take us prisoner and bring us inside right?” Epel assumed the rest of the vice housewarden’s plan.

“Oui.” Rook nodded, “Seeing as we are at a tremendous disadvantage. But first let me secure us a battle field.” Rook declared, creating a large sheet of non slippery ice from the water below. “That should do.” Rook remarked as he landed on the ice with Epel and Asteria, “Now let the curtain rise on our battle for beauty and love!”

~~~

“Rgh they got me.” Rook declared defeat.

“Oh no.” Epel collapsed like he was on a script, “I can’t go on.”

“Alas…” Asteria also fake fainted, allowing them to be captured by the ferrymen and be brought to the island.

“Unbelievable…” Helena remarked as she watched the scene with Idia and Ortho from HQ on the monitor.

“Talk about wild…” Idia agreed with shock. “Night Raven College put out ANOTHER banner of SSR Troublemakers!?”

“Acting Director.” Etern looked at Idia, “What shall we do with the assailants? Sending them back to the school is an option.”

“But why did Rook Hunt and his group come after us.” Ortho wondered, his data certainly didn’t predict this. “It would be one thing if they brought the faculty or more students.

“Hepta team.” Idia called into the Charon guards, “Are any of Rook’s- I mean- the assailants carrying any trackers or communicators?”

“He only has a smartphone.” One of the trooper’s reported. “All three of their phones are turned off.”

“They disabled GPS themselves?” Helena assumed, “That seems quite foolish for a perilous journey. We aren’t next door to the school after all.”

“Remember what Rook said before the battle?” Ortho pointed out to Idia and Helena. “His words did not seem to apply to the abductions, Vil Schoenheit must be in a different sort of peril.”

“But what else could it be?” Idia raised an eyebrow, “None of his results or the data suggest such.”

“Perhaps a well hidden physical or mental stress?” Ortho suggested. “He is a celebrity after all and they are none to keep quite a lot of secrets.”

“That wouldn’t explain the records.” Idia reminded him, “There is no way we could have skipped over something crucial.” He sighed, “The rule of this island is to return people to where they came from, alive. I will hear what Rook’s group has to say. And the River Lethe’s existence means it doesn’t matter when we send them back. Ortho, transport Rook’s group to the Hecate Sector via the monorail.”

“Roger.” Ortho accepted the task. “Opening the Oceanus Gate!”

~~~

Asteria was taken out of her amazement of the underwater city when she heard a familiar voice, “Seriously guys… this isn’t a video game, you don’t respawn IRL. Remember that the next time you want to do something so boneheaded. You’re lucky I’m in charge right now, or you three would most certainly perish. And certainly not some tourist attraction.” He scolded them, particularly Rook and Epel who were taking in the majestic island

Idia was dressed in some sort of uniform in dark blue clothing. Next to him were two guards, Ferrymen as Malleus and Lilia called them earlier. Additionally, a few steps behind were Ortho and Helena. Asteria internally breathed a sigh of relief seeing her sister, while also noticing her in a similar, if not identical uniform to the one Idia wore. And for some reason, her glasses had a pinkish red tint to them.

“Helena!” Asteria called out, “Thank goodness you are alright, how are Grim and the others.”

"That is classified information" Helena spoke in a restrained, almost pre-programmed matter.

“And on another note.” Idia continued before Asteria could speak again, “You can’t just roll up on your brooms like ‘Me and the Gang Looking For Classmates’”

“Chill out.” Helena hissed, “it’s not their fault they have multiple screws loose in their brains.”

“Whoa…” Epel softly exclaimed, “So it’s true, Idia really is here.”

“The Roi Des Dragons spoke the truth.” Rook added to Epel’s statement “Goodness… I truly am shocked.”

“That makes two of us.” Idia shrugged while Asteria was growing in frustration that there was more surprise with Idia rather than her sister, “What do you three want? How did you get here?”

“Before we answer that.” Rook requested, “May I have confirmation about something? Are those who were abducted safe?”

“The location is classified but they are all fine.” Helena repeated for her boyfriend.

“Wonderful!” Rook exclaimed, “I was getting so worried I thought I’d burst.”

“Why did you follow us if you know you couldn’t stop the Ferrymen?” Idia asked tiredly.

“You see,” Rook explained, “Vil is in mortal peril.”

“Mortal peril?” Ortho repeated in a confused tone, “My searches indicate this is a state of grave danger involving the risk of death.” Ortho then turned to look at Rook, “Is Vil Schoenheit afflicted with something that endangers his life?”

“At this point no.” Rook confirmed, “We simply want to avert a grave crisis. I simply want my dear friend to be safe. Could one of you deliver this to him?” Rook asked as he extended the bottles of skincare products

Idia examined the contents first, “These bottles don’t look like medicine.”

Ortho suddenly performed a robotic scanning, “Scanning in progress… Main Ingredients: Water, Vitamin C, Collagen, Essential Oils…”

“Wait…” Helena looked at the bottles before looking at Rook, “Are these…?”

“Indeed!” Rook exclaimed, “These are dear Vil’s skincare products!”

“THEY’RE NOT LIFE SAVING MEDICINES!?” Idia shouted with surprise. “It’s really just a bunch of creams and stuff? Not even attempting to smuggle a dangerous potion to help them break out?”

“I’ve scanned the entire set.” Ortho pointed out, “There are no corrosive fluids or toxic ingredients. They appear to be genuine homemade skincare products.”

“Dude…” Idia breathed, “I don’t even know where to start…”

“Agreed.” Helena stated, “Skincare products are not something to be risking your lives over.”

“How can you say that Dame Du Jardin!?” Rook exclaimed in a shocked tone. “While you are right that there is nothing more sacred than life. Some of us hold aesthetics in a high regard and are easily willing to stake our lives on them.”

“Ah tell ya! It’s bad when Vil skips one of his daily routines!” Epel snapped, slipping into his country accent.

“We have ears no need to shout.” Idia rolled his eyes, “So that’s it? No other demands?”

“Oui!” Rook confirmed.

“Wow…” Ortho breathed, “Attacking the Island of Woe just to deliver skincare products. Even with Styx’s supercomputer system your behavioral patterns are impossible to predict.”

Helena shrugged her shoulders, “That’s the guys of Pomefiore for you.”

Idia took a deep breath, “Ok I get why Rook and Epel are here, at least in theory. But that doesn’t explain why the main prefect of Ramshackle dorm tagged along. Are you delivering something to your sister? Or perhaps delivering some cat food or tuna?”

“I just want to talk with them.” Asteria insisted with a firm tone.

Idia only laughed, “Sorry, must have had a chunk of brimstone wedged in my ear or something.

“Asteria is simply here to retrieve her dorm members.” Rook explained.

“I wasn’t actually asking you to repeat.” Idia rolled his eyes, “Don’t any of you understand the language of sarcasm. Never mind, unlike you guys we are very busy and have better things to do than listen to speeches about friendship.”

“Should we ship them back to Night Raven College then?” Ortho proposed

“I’d like to but.” Was the only thing Asteria personally could hear audibly before Idia pulled Ortho and Helena closer to him and began to whisper about something.

“Okay Rook Hunt, Epel Felmier, and Asteria Othonos.” Ortho began after the huddle between the three finished. “Follow me.”

“Sure,” Rook agreed, “But can we at the very least get a glimpse of the others?”

“No contact is allowed until the tests are complete.” Ortho stated once more. “You can see them after that, just be patient.”

“Very well, suppose we should be grateful for being allowed to stay at all.” Rook admitted defeat.

“So uh.” Idia began, “Helena and I will be reporting back to HQ and Ortho will escort you to your room. Just don’t get any funny ideas. Later.”

“Idia wait!” Rook called out.

“Was there something else?” Idia asked over his shoulder. “You are forgetting Vil’s skincare products, will you make sure for certain he gets them.”

Idia sighed as he grabbed the box, “Fine, but after the tests are done.”

“Merci, Roi de sa Chambre!” Rook cheered.

Idia sighed again, putting a few fingers to his head and muttered “I swear you are so exhausting.”

Suddenly, a thing that looked almost like the horseless black carriages, except with bat wings and red front lights, back at Hogwarts arrived. Although rather than traveling along the ground with wheels, it flew in the air as if being levitated. Idia boarded the contraption without a second thought, along with Helena and a Styx guard, before they left the group’s sight.

“What did they do to you Lena…” Asteria whispered under her breath and luckily for her it didn’t seem like anyone heard her desperate question.

“Whoa!” Epel exclaimed, “What was that thing they took off in?! It was super rad!”

“That was a Styx Made technomatic vehicle.” Ortho helpfully explained, “We call them chariots. These machines are the most effective way to get around the Island of Woe.”

“The architecture reminds me of the ruins in the Land of Heroes.” Rook pointed out.

“Legend has it that the Island of Woe actually used to be apart of the Land of Heroes.” Ortho revealed.

“So these buildings are historic relics!?” Rook realized with wide eyes, “That is remarkable!”

“What’s that giant pillar in the middle?” Asteria asked Ortho, sensing it had to do something with Helena, Grim, and the others.

“It connects Oceanus Gate, the entrance you came through to Styx’s headquarters.” Ortho elaborated. “It goes way deeper than one would presume. That is where the phantoms are buried, in an asleep and frozen state. I’ll warn you though, don’t go over there, even if you are curious. You wouldn’t want to end up like me.”

Rook seemed to sense the eerie feeling Ortho’s final words brought, “Monsieur Marionette? What’s the matter?”

“Nothing!” Ortho assured them, “Just pointing out the dangerous parts of the island and reminding you to not wander around like tourists. Now follow me, I’ll take you three to where you will be staying until the tests are over and the subjects have recovered.”

[maguro13-2]

War of Shadow Realm ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 4 Finale [3/5] ~

"Continuing Transmission..."

*TV BUZZING*

Hal : Hang tight, folks! We're are experiencing some heavy technical difficulties! Things are quite a bit messy around here at Channel 5 and we--*TV BUZZING*

Rosalina : Hey! What happened?! Who's re-broadcasting the thing?! Penny get that thing working!

Penny Crygor : [types quickly] I'm trying to getting back in fast as I can! But someone is hacking into my computer! What a sucker! Can't say for sure who's been re-broadcasting my Communicator, someone really managed to pull this one through!

[Necrodeus appears on the screen]

Necrodeus : Citizens of Real World AU. I am Necrodeus, the leader of the Skull Gang and ruler of this world's darkness. It is my pleasure of thanking the Kusakabe for making these parasites of this planet to protect the legacy of Shinra Kusakabe. His influence has made everyone strong, but apparently heroes of law and justice like you witches have able to monitored the situation, and that's exactly what I must do for our uprising!

Kimial Diehl : It's that righteous son of a b*tch!

Maka Albarn : So that's him, right? That's the Skull Gang Leader, Necrodeus!

[The Skull Gang - Shogo Sakai]

Daroach : So that's one of the mastermind that is behind the scenes in Soul World!

Tifa Lockhart : It's that skeleton guy! That's the leader of that floating skull head gang!

Cloud Strife : Author Ohkubo have led us astray for all of that Soul Eater crap. Who would've thought that floating skull thing finally arrives?

Yuffie Kusagari : What about it? It's no wonder that Soul World was nothing more than a common facade to this Shadow Realm thing. And he had been turning the tables pretty quick.

Ashley : I've know you something from before. You're that creep who turned a pink puffball into 10 clones of him! This was all your doing and including My partner Kimial, which used the meisters and the so-called Meisters as puppets on a string to you the entire time! And now I realize that the Kusakabe legacy was nothing but a piece of data that was created within the database! And let me guess...you are responsible for being the fake Shinigami of Soul World!

Necrodeus : (broadcasting) Let me put my thinking cap on...of course I did it to impress the Real Wolrd like a bunch of fools! What do you think I am, an imbecile?! I only wanted the real world to impress everything and in fact that you are absolutely right, detective! The Kusakabe legacy was really a piece of data that was stored within the database.

Ventus : So, the legacy of Shinra Kusakabe that we've been looking for...

Axel : Ah, nuts! It was in that stupid computer all along and nobody else was looking! All of this was a distraction to protect data from falling into the wrong hands!

Xion : So the meisters and witches have been deceiving from all of those lies. The author of Soul World lied to us, there was no such thing as bringing madness to the real world at all! It's all just a crummy joke to be deceive from the devil's eyes!

Tails : Shinra Kusakabe's legacy was really a piece of data stored within in the database?

Sonic : That's what this is all about? Someone finally knows how pull their tricks up in their sleeves!

Shadow : This case has been officially cracked! Guess that wasn't how Shinra's creation of Soul World isn't going to be.

(Everyone exclamaing)

Maka Albarn : Kusakabe legacy that we've been looking for...was a piece of data? So that's what this is all about, protecting data from being stolen by the hands of a criminal. So that's how the men of Shinra's influence to keep it all a secret.

Necrodeus : So, I am giving you a proper demand that In needed to me within 24 hours to hand over the Legacy, I will plunge this planet and the universe into darkness!

Ashley : Oh yeah? If you're clever of stopping us in favor of saving humanity and witchkind from the forces of true evil, (flips Necrodeus) then how about that I give you a demand of having no authority to respect, you F**king dark prick!? We have no idea of where the legacy might be and that's a clue that will never forget!

Necrodeus : And if you sure about having a fair fight. Watch as I annihilate the real world with the help of my people that I'd like to introduce you to.

Ashley : Charmed. Hope that your so-called friends of the Skull Gang would mind saying the question of--

Skullies : You and what army!?

(An army of the Skull Gang sppears)

Ashley : Oh, those friends of your. That was a stupid question to ask, but rhetorical.

Kimial Diehl : There's no end to these guys, is there? An army of Skulls would be a much of this War on Moon crap. That is a lot of enemies to take down!

Jacqueline O'Lantern Dupre : Even the pink puff has some gutsy moves to beat those guys if there were only 10 clones of himself, the one that Necrodeus pulled a slick move on him.

Mario : So, what do we planning on destroying the moon, Ohkubo's moon? Should we just blow it up with any kind of destructive weapons or something?

Luigi : I don't know, man. But why did we came to the moon of Soul World for that?

Mario : No reason for that matter, Just uhh--

*DBZ SFX : RUMBLING*

All : WOAAAAAAH!!

Luigi : Hey, guys! What the hell is happening?! Why is the universe shaking?!

Rosalina : Is it me or does the universe is kinda shaking the planets right now?

Toad (via radio) : Guys! Something's really happening! We can feel tons of dark energy coming fround somewhere over the planet. And I don't think this is a good one, but I think that something's not quite right for ourselves and I don't think that Bowser's doing this.

Knuckles : What?!

Sonic : What the heck is going on?! Is there a earthquake in Space that we all feel?!

Knuckles : This is no Earthquake!

[Stop the Black Hole - Hideaki Kobayashi]

(a black hole appears with mysterious space craft; it's Astral Babylon from the Sonic Riders series)

Tails : The Lightless Black, it's back! And isn't that...

Sonic : Hey wait a sec, that ship. that's Babylon Garden!

Shadow : What?! This is the instellar spacecraft that disguised itself as an island? You mean Babylon Garden's true form was a spaceship that crashed landed on Mobius! In fact Babylon Garden wasn't an island at all!

Mario : Guys! Everyone! What is going on!

Rosalina : (broadcasting) Oh no, guys! Someone managed to activate the Lightless Black, I bet it's the work of the Time Eater that Homura Akemi mentioned.

Mario : What?! The Time Eater?! the one that destroyed half of the Ohkuboverse?!

Kimial Diehl : So that Time-eating creep was behind all of this! Planning to wipe us all out! So it wanted to destroy the Ohkuboverse that badly because of the spreading influence! And it's all of Ohkubo's fault that he started Soul World in the first place!

Shinra (Devil Chaos Chao) : But at this rate, the moon that the Author designed is going to be swallowed! We have to evacuate this area now!

(Abis Roars)

Shinra (Devil Chaos Chao) : What was that noise!? Was that my grandson making noise!?

Kimial Diehl : Umm, Guys? Look! (Points at something in horror what appears to be Master Core : Abis) that robot with a Meteortech symbol on his head , I believe it's...(flashing images of SCR-HD of himself)

Sonic : Hey, That's MeteorTech's leader, it's one of Eggman's robots! I think it's time for a rematch with this fella.

??? : Then leave this one to us! I'll help you guys on saving earth from that tin can!

Sonic : It's you...*DBZ SFX : Surprise* Jet!

Jet : Did you miss us, blue rodent? Haven't seen you awhile since our last race at the tournament and the Olympics! But it's a good thing we decided to help with someone from earth.

Sonic : But with who?

??? : Because that So-called Shinigami is such a charlatan. Only a true reaper is capable of having no boundaries between the balance of life and death. I do not care about the money, I care about saving lives in earth. But do not worry, Adam Blade and the other won't know thing that I will be Japan's truest Shinigami.

Sonic : "Truest Shinigami" So, you wanted to be someone that is a true Shinigami, a Shinigami that protects the innocence and defends humanity from the threats of evil. The girls who is cold deathless that wields a powerful sword created by the death gods, and perhaps it's wisely that the detectives have known you somewhere before...You are blonde girl that met Adam Blade for the first time in Japan and you were the shinigami chosen by the death gods. You...are...Seto.

Seto : Yes...You are correct!

[Jingle : Round Clear (Shadow) - Jun Senoue]

[NEWCOMER : SETO RETURNS FROM THE AFTERLIFE]

Seto : Let there be judgement against tyranny, cause the Shinigami is here today!

~ Seventieth Scene : The Girl from a Needless World

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