#he already has 24/7 access to my heart so no need

[estcaligo]

And my birthday gift to Sebek is this key. With it, he can enter anywhere ( -> 24/7 access to my heart and thoughts)

[ragnarokhound]

Hi wife. Staring at the green dot on your profile like my boy Gatsby and sending increasingly ridiculous asks in the hope of winning your heart.

not to bring up chapell roan, but have we considered the lyric “You could kiss a hundred boys in bars” for recently broken up jaytim?

I’m thinking Tim freaks out about love and affection™️ and totally ghosts Jason after their first kiss/near death experience. Jason runs into him at a club a few weeks later and sees that Tim is potentially kissing boys that ARE NOT JASON — cue angsty drama, maybe another near death experience where they save each other, and jason figuring out Tim ghosted because he’s a big chicken. Then (important for plot and character development) they have dirty dirty sex

Hi wife. You're yearning for something you already hold. Now come inside off the dock, the only thing you'll catch is your death of cold out here 💖 (I swear one of these days I'll find you dramatically floating face down in the swimming pool and it's gonna give me a goddamn heart attack /affectionate)

I'm so glad you know exactly what I like because a) good luck babe plays in my head 24/7 it was absolutely in the rotation when I was writing Secretary fic so how dare you and b) this is so up my alley for jaytim like you don't even know skdjfjks

In fact it's so up my alley that I'm gonna have to slap my response to this one under a cut cause it spiralled out of control:

Idk if you've noticed but I am deeply obsessed with Tim figuring out his own feelings re: Jason first and having a mcfreaking meltdown about them lmao.

Between the two of them, imo, he is much more of an anxious overthinker who will think he's making the most tactically sound decision because he really has thought it through with all the information he has access to -- but he always fails to give full weight to considering the best case scenario when it's something he wants. When it's something he feels selfish about. And boy, does he consider Jason Todd a best case scenario.

And mmmm I am so very here for jealous! and possessive!Jason. Especially when Jason didn't realize what he was feeling until after he's already acted on it. It is the bread and butter. Bonus points if he's not even trying to show it to Tim. Tim isn't the problem.

For instance: Tim's in the club, looking to see if he's just horny and needs to get it out of his system, come on, I cannot muck up the good thing I have just because I want some fuck-- and his prospective dance partners just start to dry up.

Because the big guy who looks like he's done time and a half keeps glaring daggers, keeps shoving his old partners off the dancefloor or knocking into them when they've come back with drinks for the cute twink they were totally gonna score with. Not anymore.

Jason thinks he's doing it because he's looking out for Tim. Because anyone with eyes can tell they just want Tim for one thing, and he deserves so much better than that.

When Tim realizes what's going on, he's already been grinding on this hot buff guy who came up behind him for two songs in a row. Tall, dark and silent keeps stopping Tim from turning around, and he doesn't slip a hand any lower despite all of Tim's silent offerings. Weird, but the anonymous gentleman act is kinda hot, so--

And then he glances at the round, silvered mirror in the corner. He clocks the white streak in the head of black hair dipped low over his, the gun callouses running rough over his bare stomach. He stiffens up in Jason's arms just long enough that he knows Jason knows he's been made. He drags him off to the bathrooms ("come on, handsome") and the second the doors shut and they're alone, he whirls on him.

They argue. Tim is embarrassed and it's coming out as anger, Jason is annoyed (and still processing the revelation he'd been having on the dancefloor, the one where Tim was lithe and warm in his arms, his long fingers twining through what hair he could reach at Jason's nape, where he smelled like sweat and musk and Tim and Jason found himself wanting to know if the gleaming patch of skin in the bare crook of his neck would taste the same--)

Jason is annoyed and has no explanation that will satisfy Tim. He wants to know why Tim ghosted him when the last mission they worked ended in bloody, near-disaster, and the case it was tied to still hasn't fully wrapped. He gets taking a few days off to recover, but it's been longer than that. Way longer, with no contact, no explanation, no 'I got shot so I'm gonna need a week or maybe three'. Wasn't Tim going to finish the job? He told Jason he would help. Did he lie?

It yanks the rug out from under Tim. Makes him feel small, and selfish. He promises Jason he'll come back to the case, he just had some things to figure out. But that's done now.

Jason loses the thread on his irritation as Tim deflates, hates the hunched, defensive hug he's giving himself, looking vulnerable and tired in his scanty clubbing fit under the cold LEDs flickering above the bathroom sink. He catches sight of the fresh pink scar, the one he'd just felt out under his palms not ten minutes ago with something bordering on relief. (And hunger.)

He wants to reach out, "Tim--?"

But Tim brushes past him, fleeing out the door and disappearing through the crowd before Jason can stop him.

-

Everything is fine. Totally 100% fine and dandy--

--is what they both are telling themselves.

Tim is doing his best to stifle his feelings, stomps down on them ruthlessly every time he catches them flaring up, and is counting the seconds until this is finally over and he can get to work dousing the massive fucking torch he's been holding in peace.

Tim comes back to help Jason with the rest of the case, but he's palpably distant, brittle when they banter-- and Jason hates it. He still remembers how Tim felt against him, how he'd melted into Jason, silently begging to be touched. For Jason to touch him.

It's been quietly rearranging some things in Jason's head. He's replayed their argument in the bathroom over and over. He thinks about Tim, about the timing of his disappearance--

(About the bullet he'd dug out of Tim's body, silver and red, and the desperate flow of his blood over Jason's wrists. About the night spent monitoring Tim's condition in a rundown safehouse, feeding him ice chips and brushing the hair out of his eyes, brushing off every bullshit attempt he made to tell Jason he was fine.)

--about figuring things out and avoiding Jason's eyes. And Jason wonders.

They have one last big bust to make, after days of stewing in their own unresolved tension. It goes down textbook; easy. In and out.

Except, at the last minute, during extraction, Jason gets shot. And Tim freaks.

He puts their plane on autopilot the moment they're clear (maybe a few moments before they're clear, actually) and dashes to where Jason is groaning just inside the bay doors. He's tight-lipped and grim-faced; his hands are fast and efficient, but shaking.

"Tim," Jason tries to say, but he gets shushed with a glare.

"Don't talk," Tim clips out. He undoes straps and disarms panels Jason thought were secret, and then he pulls out a pair of medical scissors.

"Tim--" Jason tries again, more urgently, but Tim doesn't even glance at him, just cuts through Jason's undershirt to expose--

"Oh," he breathes.

"Yeah. I'm okay," Jason sighs.

The crunched up bullet is caught in Jason's last layer of kevlar. The round they'd fired on him had been dramatically big, but Jason gets in firefights basically 24/7. He's padded to hell and back, even more than your average Bat. He'll have a wicked bruise and his rib might be sore for a week, but that's about it.

That's it.

Tim is still for an achingly long ten seconds, breathing shallow as he stares at Jason's armor. The proof that it's effective. And then he collapses.

He sits back heavily, elbows on his bent knees as he rubs his pale face. Jason watches as he visibly tries to pull himself back together, but relief keeps shaking him apart. Jason sits up.

Tim startles, tries to stand; Jason doesn't let him.

"Come here," he entreats, tugging Tim closer, firmly by the knees, to sit between Jason's legs with his thighs around Jason's waist, trembling under Jason's hands. "Don't go."

Tim twists his fists in Jason's jacket collar, eyes squeezing shut as Jason tips their foreheads together. Like he can't stand it. Caught in fight or flight-- but flight has been denied him.

"I know," Jason murmurs. "But don't go this time. Don't."

Tim drags in gasping breaths, and Jason runs soothing palms over his thighs, his waist, his arm, his neck. He thinks he understands. This feeling is too big. And if Tim is feeling half of what Jason feels, he gets why he'd want to run from it.

"Don't," he begs against Tim's mouth anyway. He kisses Tim until he moans into Jason, until he's sunk his fingers into Jason's hair; until he's sure he'll stay.

--AND THEN THEY HAVE DIRTY DIRTY SEX ON THE FLOOR OF THE PLANE AMEN

[pennyluna]

Misunderstandings Part 1

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (18+) Wordcount: around 1.5k

Genre: New to working together au. Cold playboy au. Future something au.

WARNING: This story contains some bad words/strong language! Contains also spicy scenes, so please be aware before reading it.

It has been a week since my team started working with Yoongi, the week had been filled with meetings about coordination between the teams, some of the meetings were one on one basically so I could get a sense of what he expected from me during this 5 weeks, it was fairly easy to agree on the way we could handle things, starting from the fact that I would have to be available 24/7 just in case I was needed! I had been going home around 8pm every day and always kept my phone on me with the ringer.

Yoongi was going to be in the studio all day tomorrow, which meant I didn't have to go into the office so I decided to relax tonight, took a long shower, moisturized and did my relaxing ritual, put on a grey tank top, no bra and some shorts, wrapped my long wavy dark hair in a towel and walked to the kitchen.

I make sure the bottle of Sauvignon blank that I bought on my way home was cold and put out two wine glasses, one for me and one for my girl best friend Josie, she is on her way over so we can gossip and watch reality shows. Josie has been my best friend since middle school, fun fact her fiancé is also my best friend. Even bigger fun fact, I had been on a date with Zion when we were in college but we quickly agreed that a friendship was the thing for us, I introduced them during one of Josie's visits on campus and now 4 years later they are just a few months away from getting married.

I hear her emergency key to my apartment in the lock and start preparing the popcorn.

"Zion is driving me crazy!!" she says with an exasperated tone while closing the front door.

I laugh at her facial expression, she is going for annoyed but it looks cute on her.

"Hello to you too... what did he do now?"

"He keeps changing our funny dance for the wedding!"

"you mean your first dance?" I say with a confused face while pouring the wine and handing her a glass.

she takes a big sip "Nono, 'Cant help falling in love' is still our song but he saw online that people like doing some funny dance trend after and You know I'm not good at dancing."

Josie comes from a rich conservative family, she is very classy and polished, never late and never a hair out of place, so I was surprised when she told me she was in love with Zion, his style very much the opposite of her but both with a heart of gold.

I laugh at the thought of Josie dancing some TikTok challenge.

"Oh josie...you are a great dancer, just not with the new stuff!" i try to comfort her and we walk to the couch.

We are under the fluffy blankets watching our third episode of love island UK season 10, we had finished the USA one a couple of weeks ago. Suddenly my phone starts ringing, the word OFFICE written in the screen, I look at the time "11:34 pm". Josie and I look at each other with confusion in our faces, she pauses the show and I shake my head trying to shake the 2 glasses of wine off my system and then proceed to answer the call.

"Hello (Y/N), this is the security from the building, sorry for calling you so late, Mr. Min is here at the office trying to access the studio but he had left his keys inside and the other copy isㅡ"

"is in my bag!" I say simultaneously facepalming my face. "I will be there in 15 minutes" luckily I don't live far away from it.

Hanging up I rush to the room, put a pair of skinny jeans on, my classic vans and put my hair on a messy ponytail. The taxi Josie had called for me was here already so I rushed out of the door telling her I would be back soon.

7 minutes later I was in front of my building, greeted the security and proceeded to the 19th floor, were the studio is. Yoongi is waiting right in front of the elevator doors when they open and I get surprised to see him in his very relaxed outfit. Hair covering his gorgeous forehead, his phone in one hand and the other one in his pocket, his eyes rise up to meet mine and I smile at him. We start walking to the elevator, he is behind me and I don't know if its his presence or the wine but I feel my cheeks heating up and warmth running through me. I open the door for him and try to hand the keys to him.

"do you want to come in for a while?" he asks with a blank expression.

"mmm sure." dammit, I am supposed to be just dropping the keys off.

I walk past him and he closes the door behind us. Its a normal studio, with little touches of him, a couple of basketball gadgets and some posters, a couch with some pretty purple cushions and a blanket, he had made it his own.

"would you like some more wine?" his question takes my attention out of looking around his studio.

"mmm sure. thank you. Waitㅡ 'more'?" my face expressing my confusion.

He has a small smile on his face while pouring me a glass "yeah, more! I noticed you have a slight scent of wine on you, so you must have been drinking some before coming here".

aww, he was smelling meㅡ Stop. waitㅡ oh my god did that mean I smell of alcohol?. oh God, that's not very professional.

"hey, its not a problem you know. I like wine, so you know... you smell good" his words snapping me out of my small mental freak out. "plus, you weren't even supposed to be coming here so don't worry about it." he hands me the glass of wine.

We've been seated on his couch and talking casually about the things we like and our passions for a couple of hours now, I feel really comfortable around him and he seems comfortable around me! He said something funny and I pushed his leg in a jokingly manner but when I tried to retrieve my hand he grabbed it pulling me closer to him, we stopped laughing suddenly and stared into each others eyes, he bit his bottom lip and shacked his head no subtly, like if he was shaking away a thought. His eyes started roaming my frame and My heartbeat accelerated once I noticed where his gaze had stopped.

My nipples were hard and he could see their outline through my tank top. Shit!!! I didn't put on bra. I should say goodnight and walk away but why aren't my legs moving?! I feel warmth spreading through my thighs.

"It's late!" He suddenly gets up and it startles me. "Maybe you should go home!"

"huh? maybe you should go home!" I say with defiance, -why cant i just shut up-.

"(Y/N)!" -my name sounds so good in his voice- "You are drunk and I'm afraid you will regret any decision we take after this point!"

He is making sense, he has a point, plus we are working together, we need to maintain a professional relationship so I get up and start walking past him and towards the door, I say goodbye and walk to the elevator. Pressing the button to call the elevator I realize that my keycard to leave the building is in my bag with my phone and my house keys -damm it- I walk back to the studio where Yoongi hadn't closed the door yet for some reason and when his eyes reached mine, I swear there was a little hope in them. I walked past him again and grabbed my bag then turned around to wave goodbye.

He stayed still for a while, like contemplating what to do, he raised his hand to wave back but he seemed hesitant. I started to walk to the door when suddenly he grabbed my wrist. I stopped breathing for a second and my heart started beating faster.

"Maybe you should stay!" he says softly. while pulling me towards him until my chest is flat against his. I can feel his breath on my face. A hint of whiskey on it.

"Maybe you should stay too!"

He smiles at my statement and that seemed to be all the permission he needed because his hand started to travel from my waist to my breast while the other one held my chin up while he watched me and the kisses me.

It was gentle at first and then became passionate, one of those kisses that take your breath away and make you dizzy. He kissed like I belonged to him, like no one had kissed me before and I was loving it.

His hand move to the front of my jeans and start undoing the buttons, his mouth now trailing my neck. my jeans come off and we move around, he leans my ass against his desk and starts trailing wet kisses from my neck down. He sucks my nipples through the tank top and starts rubbing my core.

"so wet for me already huh?" I moan and put my hands on the desk to balance myself a bit. His mouth trails down my body until I can feel his warm breath on top of my core, his fingers slowly move my panties to the side and the he assaults my clit with his mouth. -so much talent in that mouth-.

Yoongi's tongue is all over my clit and I feel my orgasm building. I cant control my moans and thank god this place is soundproof. He starts alternating between tongue fucking me and playing with my clit and I am almost at my high. The minute his hand grabs my hips to keep me still I cant control myself any longer and come. "Good girl! You taste amazing". he smirks.

"My turn!!" I smile at him and fall to my knees, looking up at him and holding the eye contact I start lowering his sweatpants. I was surprised to notice he wasn't wearing any underwear and his erection almost smacked my face when it came out of his pants!

I start holding his dick and licking the tip of it, he exhales a shaky breath and I slowly introduce his erection in my mouth. Starting to suck in and out of my mouth at first slowly and then increasing my pace, I cup his balls in my hand and then continue to suck him off at a fast pace! he is moaning and throwing his head back and I can feel it wont take him long before reaching his orgasm! I slow down my pace to tease him a little and we make eye contact again, he seems hungry for me, he wants me.

"Get up!" after taking the rest of his clothes off, he helps me get up and he takes my tank top and underwear then stares at my body for a second, I can see hunger in those eyes, hunger for me. I can see he cant decide on what to play with first. "Bend over my desk!" he commands -I guess he decided where to start- my boobs are now pressed flat against his desk, it is cold and I feel my nipples hardening.

His hands start caressing my ass and touching my clit "You are a sight. I've been wanting to bend you over my desk ever since the first day when you gave us that building tour" he says and I instantly moaned out of neediness, I need him inside of me now!.

"YOONGIㅡ"

"My god I love how you say my name... keep saying it princess!" -fuuck I want to come again so bad- he continues touching me and then I fill his hand get to the back of my neck pinning me to the desk and his other hand rubbing his dick around my folds.

"Yoongi, I needㅡ" he shut me up with his dick entering me hard, I moaned loudly and he waited a second to let me adjust then started pumping into me hard and at a fast pace. I became a moaning mess and my orgasm started building again, he used his free had to spank my ass and I moaned again, my eyes got teary but I was enjoying this. I was enjoying being fucked senseless. I enjoyed the pain mixed with pleasure that he was giving me. I needed it. After all, it had been almost two years since the last time I had sex.

I notice his pace getting faster and faster "Come for me princess! I want you to come!" he says with a commanding voice. Our orgasms hit us couple of seconds later, his seed all over my lower back!

We are both panting. He takes a second to clean me up, then opens a drawer grabbing a t-shirt from it and giving it to me. We sit on the couch to rest for a bit he kisses my forehead and suddenly the exhaustion and the wine get to me and I fall asleep in his arms!

I wake up the day after with a strong headache, I feel around for my phone that should be on my bedside table but then open my eyes to realize I'm still on the couch in the studio. Yoongi isn't in the couch anymore so I look around and see him working at his desk on the computer. I breathe a sight of relief. I reach for my jeans put them on and then walk towards him.

"Your bag and keys are by the piano" eyes fixed to the screen and monotone voice.

"Thanks!" I say hesitant about what to do next. "Would youㅡ" he cuts me off.

"I will see you at the meeting this afternoon." This time his voice sounds annoyed and dismissive. A bad feeling downs on me.

I grab my things and once I'm at the door I look back, expecting him to at least look at me before I go but nothing. -He regrets it-  that thought hurt, more than my headache!

While waiting for my taxi I realized that its 6am, that I had left Josie at home waiting for me and that I had royally fucked up by sleeping with the VIP, that he seemed to regret it to the point of not being able to look at me and that the meeting where I will have to see him in a few hours will be hard.

A.N: This is part 1 of this story, Hope you can enjoy it. Please if you want, read the prologue of this story too. I am not clear on how many parts it will have but hopefully many more, I have already mapped out how the story will continue but publishing it depends on the readers request.

A.N 2: any feedback would be appreciated! Likes and conditions are appreciated too! Please do not copy my work and give credit if reshared!

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

Right, I'm back. I didn't post anything yesterday because I thought it's best not to rush. But it was indeed fascinating to see reactions in real time to the photo. Yes, I'm talking about the photo posted on IG of JM, JK and another person.

I think I must have read opinions that varied on a entire spectrum and expressed quite vehemently. It's safe to say everyone has really strong opinions and you either condemn it or you're totally fine with it, as long as you pick a side and don't question anything. In sitautions such as these, the tendency to add just a touch of conspiracy is right there. And it gets a pass when there's a lack of information, a language barrier, etc.

I too have my own questions and observations, to which I don't necesarily need an answer, but I'll just write them down.

1. I couldn't help but think of how deep the level of social media stalking is in this fandom. I looked up the account immediately as I saw a screenshot because initially there was confusion about the source. That guy made no previous photo uploads of either JM or JK. At a first glance, there is nothing to connect him to them. And still he had fan accounts following him, before it all blew up and he gained a lot more. My question is, how did that happen? Are there people who look up Jimin's followers list and they try to figure out if there's someone from an inner circle? In all those 50 million people? Do they check some select few accounts daily to see if there's a possibility of a post? The logistics of this are giving me a headache. Or maybe there's some obvious, easier answer and I don't know it.

2. Considering that the account is public, it's not like the photo is leaked. I don't know exactly the nature of the relationship that man has/had with JM & JK and I do not wish to make any speculation with regards to his intentions.

3. I think the outrage was mostly caused by jikookers bringing back to the surface that old photo under the heart arch. Which indeed paints a certain picture, but it's also not the most incriminatory thing out there. I don't think there's any real actual danger, considering that it was supposedly taken from Jungkook's dad Kakao talk. If that's true then it means the dad was ok with showing it.

3. What I personally believe should not have happened was to circulate that photo so easily on social media. People knew about it for a long time, even before someone posted it on I-Jikook twitter. But in cases like these, the photos will always be revealed. They will leave the group chats and out into the wild usually for a petty reason. Because at the end of the day, that's the issue. It has nothing to do with giving a shit about the people in the photo, it's about winning a shipping argument, about screaming "we won". Win what exactly???? It shows who is in it for the fantasy. No single argument could work for them. Replying on and on about deleting doesn't matter.

4. Maybe my last point, but this situation has revealed some things which were already known, but maybe not really articulated specifically all the time. As people not only part of the fandom, but also using social media 24/7, our ideas about privacy and what we should have access to when it comes to public figures has certainly been influenced by the current landscape. In the case of JM & JK particularly, they have been sharing pieces of themselves for more than a decade. It was the BH strategy, the BTS brand. It worked wonders because look at the huge fandom it gathered and the relationship that was built between idol and fan. Hell, Jungkook is doubling down heavy on it with his livestreams. How can anyone really expect a mass of people to really stop and think about privacy? We ourselves as regular people curate our social media image and we voice our opinions and share the places we go to, who are our friends, what parties we attended, when we get into a relationship. Every mundane or special occassion is posted for public consumption. I'm not saying this as some excuse that would justify sharing what looks like a private photo. What I'm saying is that it's to be expected in a way. As harsh as it is, but we live in this reality where the line between the public and private sphere is getting more invisible day by day.

What I think it's scary is that if there's a situation in which an actual compromising photo would somehow be leaked and which can be in the detriment of the people in it for various reasons, so called fans would still share it as proof. Because it doesn't matter for them. It's the high of finding it, of screaming about it on social media, without thinking for more than a second about possible implications. Everything needs to be done fast, regardless of consequences because people need to feed themselves with gossip and leaks.

I'm really just rambling here and not making too much sense. Anyway, I think we should always take a step back and really assess the situation and not scream about it, regardless of our position. Not everything is a threat, or privacy violation or putting people in danger, but it doesn't mean that it needs to be treated lightly as if it's no big deal (which usually comes from people who care more about their own safisfaction and feeling like a "winner").

[uaremyjae]

My thoughts on my One Piece journey and How it’s affected me 🩷

This is going to be long ass post lol

I think this is the platform that I never knew that I will ever comeback to but you know because of one piece and deprived of Sanji, Nami & Law content, ✨ here I am 😁✨ *shamelessly comeback after abandoned tumblr for good 11 years lmao*.

Anyway, I just want to let out my thoughts on my one piece journey and how it affected me. So bear with me. This is only place I can talk about One Piece because other platforms I had is related to kpop * Yes I’m a kpop fan. HEAVY ON NCT. Neo Got My Back.*

I know about one piece way back when I’m teenager. It’s just I don’t start to watch it/ read it somehow?? Idk why 🤷‍♀️ I’m also confused to as why because I did grew up watch anime like FMAB, Naruto, Bleach, Black Butler, K-On, Fairy Tail on tv. HECK I EVEN WATCH THE LONG ASS DETECTIVE CONAN TOO 😭

I think it’s because back in the day ( 2010 - 2017 ), I had lack of access to internet and not exposed to the series at all. Besides the local TV station here, only aired Naruto ,Bleach and those anime I mentioned . *I’m just 24 years old btw*

So around September 2023, I came across to One Piece content on TikTok and funny enough it’s Brook edit! I was so intrigued with this character and little did I know I watch a bunch of One Piece clip here and there on TikTok. To be fair, I am basically spoiled myself that time 😬 but I’m the type dgaf if I got spoiled because I won’t remember at all later on. 🤷‍♀️

So I decide to start watch it. First few episodes, my reaction was like “ Okay Luffy is an interesting guy🧐his body stretches and always smiled! He got damn hands tho ngl”. Zoro, my reaction was like “ahaaa SO THIS IS ZORO THAT EVERYONE KEEP TALKING ABOUT. Quite a Stud.”

Nami, interesting female character that I can relate because I like money 🤑 and her backstory is so sad. Ussop is also another character I gradually love over the time!

Then COMES MY HUSBANDO, SANJI. Man I have a thing for a man who can cook and looks good in suits. Sanji really makes me having my first anime crush ever! I DONT HAVE A CRUSH ON ANYONE IN NARUTO & Detective Conan but One Piece made me have one 🤧 *The upgrade from loving a guy that exist but doesn’t know you exist ( haechan,jaehyun & jaemin bb i luv you guys but Sanji 😮‍💨) to loving a guy who are not exist on this plane of earth 👀*

Little did I know I start to binge watch it. First day of watching, 30 episodes in 6 hours. 10 days later I already watch 325 episodes . but the show is so good! The story telling that oda created really hit home to me and the foreshadowing & lore he created makes me hooked unlike other story that I have read & watched.

Here’s the thing, to me every anime that I watch, I never like finish it . Sometimes I would just watch last ep and called it the day. This is not only apply on anime, it’s apply to western shows, my own local shows & k-dramas. So One Piece truly like solidified their place on my heart. I finally can understand why one piece are so loved for decades!

Also during those times, I hit rock bottom too. I quit my job because I was falsely accused for stealing shit at my work place and being discriminated by my ex-boss due to being the youngest one for my entire work.( everyone else was in their 40’s ). That time I was desperate as I need some money to achieve my bucket-list and want to lessen the burden of my family. Lord heavens knows what I’m going through, got death threats by that mf. Twisted the truth that causing my whole family cut ties with her severely. From there, I felt so stress and worried.

So One Piece is my way of escapism and it’s been a beautiful and exciting journey. Compared to last time, I took a 7 months breaks from works due to burn out & anxiety, this time it doesnt took long for me to overcome those situations and my “year-end blues” that I called is not as bad as before. I also has been actively try to get a job asap so I can buy an Ipad as I want to start learning digital drawing again after watching one piece.

One piece teach me it’s never late to start a new journey towards your dream! I used to dream to be a graphic designer or animators but my family don’t want me to be that. They want me to have that conservative jobs like working in government, an accountant etc. so essentially I gave up those dreams so I can make them proud of me. It’s been bothering me for so long as I felt like I should have go for what I want not what people want. At the end, I abandoned my accountancy knowledge and worked as an admin & a baker which I found a lot more less stressful that being an accountant. I guess what people describe after knows me personally being a confident, free-spirited & rebellious is just the way I am. AND oddly enough One Piece is just perfect manga & anime for me!

At this point, I already caught up with anime. I’m a weekly basis anime watchers now. I also has caught up with manga too. It’s been a huge revealing & fresh experience of One Piece for me. I felt like I being myself again! It’s weird but it’s the truth! I never felt so at ease and being seen. I just want to do what I want. It’s just fitting fate for me to be a One Piece fan!

That’s all what I want to say… if you really read this till the end. Thank you!

[the-everqueen]

Because I am incapable of not bugging you, apparently - what’s one kink you think these characters are *not* into: Pierce, Gabby, Mendez, Rose, Good Doctor

Pierce is the only one i don't headcanon as a dom or switch...i think Rose COULD be a switch but it depends on the partner/dynamic. i'm also open to being sold on any of these scenarios, or other HCs, this is just based on what the spirit tells me when i'm writing my own fic lmao.

Pierce: anything where Pierce has to share. specifically anything like a threesome or foursome where the implication is that everyone is enjoying the sex with multiple partners. i think Pierce wouldn't be *overjoyed* for a dozen Reavers to run train on him, but if a partner asked and then held him sweetly during?? he'd do it. meanwhile if a partner asked for a threesome i think Pierce would be stewing in a fit of jealousy and anxiety the whole time, even if he initially agreed. that man is SO monogamous.

Gabby: hm, i feel like Gabby would dislike NOT being the one to inflict pain on her partner in an established scene. e.g., one of those kink parties where you invite other people to hit/whip/spank your sub, or even a "free use" kind of scenario. i think she and Pierce have "control issues" in common and this usually translates to her guiding the action, whether or not she's on top. but PARTICULARLY in a situation where there's some kind of physical punishment, she wants to be the one enacting it.

Mendez: this man is so sweetly down for anything, bless his heart (affectionate). i think he would not particularly *enjoy* cage/crate play: restricting space and access like that wouldn't be fun in the same way that ropes or handcuffs are, and mostly it makes him sad for reasons he doesn't interrogate. if he's gonna make sure Pierce can't move, he also wants to be able to touch/hold/pet/fuck him.

Rose: i think Rose would balk at a 24/7 TPE. functionally this is what Dream has unwittingly signed her up for in LA guard dog 'verse, but i think regardless of scenario Rose would be uncomfortable with having that much control over another person--both because of her experiences as a Black woman AND because she already has so many responsibilities that it'd be overwhelming for her to be constantly in that headspace. i think Rose needs the mental separation between "kink" and "regular life," even if functionally kink sometimes bleeds into her daily life (as i imagine is inevitable with the Corinthian), and she also needs space to process Dom(me) drop with her partner. just like it's good for her confidence and pleasure to flex power in a situation where she doesn't have to prove/justify herself, i think it's also probably good for her to get a break from being everything to everyone.

Good Doctor: piss kink. she thinks it's unhygienic and a sign of pathetic insecurity. also what's the point of marking "your" territory with something that could get washed off? leave permanent scars or don't talk to her.

[charlottedabookworm]

Dawntrail Day 3+4

spoilers up to: 4th zone, lvl 95 questchain (including 3rd dungeon)

original draft date: 30/6/24-1/7/24

scheduled release for: 28/7/24

had to work for day three of early access unfortunately so i'm merging these into one, hoping to get to at least the 95 dungeon and maybe most of the way to the 97 one

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please be koana please be koana please-

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mood ali mood

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yeeees we got koana! thank fuck otherwise there would have been a murder of either bakool ja ja or sareel ja

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a third split zone? huh

that's new

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a brief interlude for AR rou and a proper glam for picto

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oh wow, i thought this place was like. wild fires

not from the war between the mamool ja and xbr’aal

fucking hell

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love the long running joke about alphi’s skill woth collecting firewood

that one will never get old lol

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pfft

ali fell down a cenote! ahhh the true rdm experience lol

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“As I recall, you are an accomplished culinarian.”

erm krile

krile no

culinarian is my least leveled crafter it’s not even lvl 50 yet i am by no stretch of the imagination and accomplished culinarian

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wuk lamat i love you you fucking tell him

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hmmmm

This doesn’t bode well does it

damn

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oh

his daughter was pushed fuck

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oh

wuk lamat is his daughter

he gave her up to keep her safe, gave her to the dawnsevant cos who would protect her better

fuuuuck

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well that secret didn’t last long did it?

fuckin bakool ja ja

i wanna stab that guy rn

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so many good options here, i with i could pick them all xD

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okay this was a very nice duty enjoyed this one a lot

very satisfying

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…zoraal ja got disqualified

this is not going to end wall

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…what are you planning

i trust you even less than zoraal ja and bakool ja ja combined

something is so fucking up with you

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ah cool bakool ja ja gets thwir dickishness from their dad cool cool

at least he comes by it honestly?

because wow zereel ja is a dick

nothing like calling all of your children useless and banishing your son because he was defeated by a non mamool ja

damn I’m actually feeling empathy for bakool ja ja rn fuck the whine he let out when they were banished was just-

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fuck

yeah okay he's a dick adn it doesn't excuse his actions and it doesn't make anyting better but fuck i can understadn why now

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pfft

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koana has already made the choice to give up the rite, hasn’t he

well, maybe not the rite. but the throne, certainly

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koana you-

you’re great dude, i love the way that youve developed over the rite i love the way that you have looked at yourself and gone ‘i don’t think i’m right to be dawnservant’

just yeah

koana best brother

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also i love that this instance is still literally two tanks two healers and four dps

got an actual full party here to face gulool ja jas shade lol

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ketenramm???

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…wuk lamat is calling him tankwa but-

a make roe who does look a little like the flashbacks and he-

he’s definitely ketenramm isn’t h-

ketenramm confirmed!

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ayyy dungeon 3 unlocked!

skydeep cenote here i come!

as soon as i put the washing out

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gods there are so many children buried here in this dungeon

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“Don’t tell me it’s the Allagans again”

Ali out here being the biggest mood in existence

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okay one, the song playing when wuk lamat does her speech? Love it need it desperately wanna listen to it again

And

Two

“THE DAWNSERVANT DOESNT NEED TO BE A SINGLE PERSON, DOES IT?”

she’s not-

she wouldn’t-

(i hope she is cos i-)

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“Be Dawnservant with me Koana!”

yessssss!

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“He would have been proud”

and then the looks on koana and wuk lamats’s faces-

they already knew

gulool ja ja the vow of reason is dead, one of their fathers is dead, and they already knew

they knew and they went along with their fathers deception anyway

Fuuuuck sometimes this game breaks my heart

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i have a bad feeling aboi thi-

Ketenramm!

fuck don’t be dead

(this is either zoraal ja or sareel ja or both and i’m-)

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wuk evu is great i love wuk evu

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ngl every time they mention tacos (basically every time they’re in tuliyollal) i’m just like

‘when will raha get tacos?’

like i’m really glad this exp so far has focused far more on new characters than old scions but it would be nice to see raha and yshtola again soon

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“Then, perhaps we could travel together?”

yes yes YES

fuck yeah lets go erenville i’ve been wanting more time with you all expansion so far!!!

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zoraal ja what are you doing you fucker-

oh great sareel ja is still there

annnnnd he’s nicked the key from the dawnservants vault fucking great

i hate sareel ja so much

also you better not have killed ketenramm

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oh?

mystery woman from the trailer perhaps?

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oh great zoraal ja is laughing maniacally and saying thatbhis desire is the world itself

wonderful

i’m still waiting for sareel ja to stab him in backkkkk

Oh

oh

okay

Erm

ngl that’s not the way i expected that to go fuck

guess zoraal ja is the actual antagonist the good to know

wonderful

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in other news sunforged is a fucking awesome title

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Erenville name reveal!!!!

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the pretty man is not wrong lol

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[tj-van-heerden]

ENDURE TO THE END; STAND FIRM IN OUR FAITH.

Let us stand firm in our faithfulness, loyalty and devotion to our God, and in our obedience to Him and his words and commandments, trusting in Him, and confessing the Name of Jesus before all people.

False teachings have already gone out to try to deceive the faithful and chosen ones. Our salvation depends on our relationship with God. Also, many churches and Christians have settled for a false, halfhearted and lukewarm faith, which is not enough to save you.

Remember, salvation comes through our faith in the Lord Jesus - that He died and shed his blood on the cross for the forgiveness of our sins. Because we are always imperfect, also after repentance of known sin, we always need his blood to cover our imperfection before God, so that we can have access to our holy and loving Father in Heaven, and that we may receive his Holy Spirit to guide and enable us to live a life worthy of our salvation.

From our side we must first (with God's help) repent of any known sin, unto a life of sanctification, devotion and obedience to God. From there we grow in our relationship with God and in his knowledge and wisdom, to become mature Christians, not being deceived by any false or halfhearted faith doctrines.

We are safe because we obey Him, but if we do make a mistake and are unfaithful to his word, we have the blood of Jesus to cleanse us (so that God forgives us) and to restore our relationship with God. But we cannot be lukewarm and take lightly our devotion to God the Father, our Lord Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit. We must do our best not to offend, but to please God, in everything we choose to think, say and do. The blood of Jesus is our covenant-blood, which makes a close relationship with God possible. His blood must not be taken lightly.

If this message of holiness is speaking to you today, be saved from Hell, into the Kingdom of God, with all your might and believe it. Pray to the Father… Father in Heaven, I pray in the Name of Jesus. I believe that Jesus died on the cross and shed his blood so that my sins can be forgiven. I repent of my sins (or, I repent of my halfhearted, lukewarm faith), and I turn to You to live a life of obedience and devotion to You, with all my heart and mind and strength. Please give your Holy Spirit to be with me and to enable me to overcome my sins and live a life of pleasing You, so that I may live in your protection and provision for me, in joy and peace with You. In the Name of Jesus. Amen.

Heb 12:14 [WEB] …and the sanctification without which no man will see the Lord

Matt 24:11-13 [WEB] Many false prophets will arise, and will lead many astray. Because iniquity will be multiplied, the love of many will grow cold. But he who endures to the end will be saved.

1Cor 16:13 [WEB] Watch! Stand firm in the faith! Be courageous! Be strong!

Matt 25:21 [WEB] “His lord said to him, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a few things, I will set you over many things. Enter into the joy of your lord.’

Rev 2:10 [WEB] …Be faithful to death, and I will give you the crown of life.

Rev 17:14 [WEB] …They also will overcome who are with him, called and chosen and faithful

1John 2:14 [WEB] …I have written to you, young men, because you are strong, and the word of God remains in you, and you have overcome the evil one.

1John 5:3-5 [WEB] For this is loving God, that we keep his commandments. His commandments are not grievous. For whatever is born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world: your faith. Who is he who overcomes the world, but he who believes that Jesus is the Son of God?

Rev 2:7 [WEB] …To him who overcomes I will give to eat from the tree of life, which is in the Paradise of my God.

Rev 2:11 [WEB] …He who overcomes won’t be harmed by the second death.

Rev 2:26 [WEB] He who overcomes, and he who keeps my works to the end, to him I will give authority over the nations.

Rev 3:5 [WEB] He who overcomes will be arrayed in white garments, and I will in no way blot his name out of the book of life, and I will confess his name before my Father, and before his angels.

Rev 21:7, 8 [WEB] He who overcomes, I will give him these things. I will be his God, and he will be my son. But for the cowardly, unbelieving��� their part is in the lake that burns with fire and sulfur, which is the second death.”

Josh 1:9 [WEB] …Be strong and courageous. Don’t be afraid. Don’t be dismayed, for Yahweh your God is with you wherever you go.

[mint-moon25]

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ANOTHER - GREAT - SINGER - WHO - I - MET 2

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QUITE - EARLY - MY - FAVORITE - ALREADY

THERE - 911 - 9TH ST - PUBLIX - AND WHEN

THEY - NOTICE - YOUR - FAVORITE - CAN B

INCLUDED - WITH - THEIR - $5 - SUSHI DAY

MAIN - LIBRARY - HACKER (s) - THERE - IN

FUTURE - U - WILL - KNOW - HIM - AS YOUR

INVISIBLE - SEARCHER - WILL - SHOW - HIM

AND - WHERE - HE - IS - WILL - B - GIVEN AT

ONCE - 2 - OUR - TOKYO - MALE SCIENTISTS

RFID - BLOCKING - SCANNERS - FR - THEFTS

AMEX - GOLD - $200,000

GONE - LESS - THAN - 1 SECOND

CHECKING - DEBIT - $5 MILLION - GONE

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THEY - HAVE - SPECIAL - X RAY - SCAN 2

GET - INSIDE - SO - THEY - CAN - HAVE ID

WITH - WHAT - THEY - NEED - LATER - ON

MAIN - LIBRARY - LIKE - CITIBANK - CAFE

PUBLIC - PLACES - HACKERS - CAN - YES

DESTROY - YOUR - NEW - LAPTOPS - AND

THEY’RE - TRYING - 2 - DESTROY - ANIME

JAPANESE - ANIMATION - FREE - TABLET

THAT - I - GOT - FREE - MANNED - ALSO

BY - T - MOBILE - USUALLY - NOT - FREE

$2 - EACH - MONTH - GIVEN - 2 - ME YES

FREE - AT - PARKING - LOT - WHERE - ME

GOES - THURSDAY - FRIDAY

SW 2 ST - AND - SW 2 AV

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[creek-cryptid-deluxe]

So everyone except me has covid. Yeah. 3 kids & my partner. As soon as he found out, this man lept into action. He has me barricaded in what we are calling The Deluxe Master Suite. I have the master bedroom & attached bath but also the dipshit who owned this place before did a ton of really shite remodeling (the most telling is my shower drain is 2 in too small). So originally my bedroom overlooked the backyard via 2 windows & a door. But they wanted to attach a sunroom, so they put the sunroom on that wall, got rid of the original door, put french doors from the sunroom into the living space... but left the bedroom windows...? So L locked the french doors because the windows are low & can easily be climbed through, giving me sunroom & back deck/yard access without risk of contamination.

Any time I absolutely have to venture out (food...) he heards everyone away from the hallway & kitchen, I put on a mask & disposable medical gloves that I keep around for random stuff like hair dye or gross cleaning, I do what I need, then return to my suite, toss gloves, wash hands, go about my biz. This is all at his insistence.

But also, it really highlighted something for me. We really are best friends & hate not being around each other for longer than like... a work day. (Really we hate that too but it's unavoidable currently. That might change because he is resurrecting his live stream teaching people to paint to see if it's viable. When he did it casually for awhile he did really well. Anyway...)

We spent a solid 85% of the day on the phone with each other while we did stuff in our areas. At some point he was out back to take Julian out & I was in the sunroom. He came up to the sliding glass door & just leaned his forehead on it, so I did the same, & he just sadly said "I know we're in the same house but I miss you so much already."

I'm sure all of that sounds ridiculous or clingy to a lot of people but like... we just genuinely are best friends who want to hang out 24/7 for the rest of our lives. I hear him snoring on the couch right now & my heart hurts.

[bi-bard]

Rebuilding - Emily Prentiss Imagine (Criminal Minds/Supernatural)

Title: Rebuilding

Pairing: Emily Prentiss X Winchester!Reader

Word Count: 2,989 words

Warning(s): canon-typical violence, bank robbery, mention of murder

Summary: (Season 7, Episode 23 & 24) When a crew of bank robbers take a blow at the heart of the B.A.U, the team goes on high alert. The following events prove that destruction can truly lead to more than one kind of rebuilding.

Author's Note: Oh, it has been too long.

Also, do you guys like the new OC banners? I thought they'd help differentiate the OC imagines from other imagines.

MORE OF THIS OC HERE!

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"You can't go."

I groaned at Sam's comment.

I was on the phone with my brother while getting some things put together. I was already prepared to run off to help with the Leviathan situation they were facing. I was supposed to have at least the day off, so it was all going to work out.

"(Y/n), you probably have your own threats to worry about there," he explained.

"I'm going to hope you're referring to my normal line of threats and not the Leviathan kind of threats," I muttered.

"There's no way Dick Roman has as much pull as he does without having someone helping him get in with the government."

I ran a hand over my face. "Okay. Fine. I'll stay in D.C."

"Thank you."

"I expect a phone call as soon as you guys are done with the job, got it," I switched into older sibling mode in a moment. "We... Too much has gone wrong, got it? I need to know that you two are okay."

"I'll call, I promise."

"Alright, love you, tell Dean that I said I love him too, and please don't get yourselves killed."

"Love you too," he replied. "Have a good day."

I ended the call soon after that. "I'll try-"

My phone rang again before I could even get the sentence out.

"Hello," I said.

"We need you to come in," Hotch was on the other end of the phone.

"Why," I asked.

"Bank robbery, hostage situation."

My heart dropped for a moment. Natural reaction after what had happened earlier this year.

"On my way," I muttered.

Most cases had a pause. The jet ride there was enough to prevent complete panic, but at times like these, that just wasn't possible. J.J and ended up riding to the crime scene together. The rest of the team- Hotch, Spencer, Morgan, and Emily- were already waiting there with J.J's husband, who had gotten a shot off on one of the robbers.

She gave him a hug as we made it over.

"The media's calling them the Face Cards," Hotch explained as we walked over to the center of operations. "Seven bank robberies in seven months. They kill one person at each robbery."

"M.O?" Rossi stepped in front of the rest of us.

"Single gunshot wound. Each of the victims has bled out."

"Serial killers with a 30-day cooling-off period and we're only just hearing about this now," Emily asked.

"Headquarters characterized them as robbers first, killers second," Hotch replied.

"No one kills seven people without serious psychopathic tendencies," Spencer argued.

"I disagreed with the original assessment," Hotch said. "I was overruled."

"So, why are we here now?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Because crisis negotiation is overseas."

"What more do we know about them," J.J asked.

"They're organized, they're efficient. Each strike lasts about two minutes."

"They gotta be scouting the banks in advance," Morgan commented. "Why haven't we been able to I.D. them off of surveillance footage?"

"They hacked the security feed during both the initial canvas and during the robbery," Hotch led us all into the truck. Garcia was already there, hard at work. "Until the masks come back on, and then we're allowed to watch."

My stomach churned at the word 'allowed'. Like it was a show.

There's this thing with hostage situations.

Everyone wants to get it done as quickly as possible, but even that could take hours. There are just too many factors. Identifying, negotiating, minimal loss of hostages.

Too much to consider in what never felt like enough time.

We had been fortunate enough to have access to the surveillance cameras. It gave us more to work with.

But nothing was ever ideal. Especially when a crew seemed so detached when it came to their crime.

I had gone back with Emily, J.J, and Spencer to investigate the victimology.

The queen had been the only one shooting. The one that's truly in charge of the operation. Time, kills, everything but grabbing the money. Grabbing the money was the king's job.

The key was going to be turning the king and the queen against each other.

And then one of the brothers died.

That's when things started crumbling.

We made it back to the scene sometime later.

I was trying to stay focused on the case at hand, but I could feel my mind wandering. I was still thinking about Sam and Dean. I could only hope that they were just still on the job and that it wasn't the fact that no one was left to call me.

"You alright?" Emily touched my arm.

I nodded. "Sam and Dean are on a... dangerous hunt. I'm worried."

"What makes this one so dangerous," she asked.

"It just is."

Since Emily came back after faking her death, things had been different. After our fight and separation, most of the tension had seemed to clear itself. At work, at the very least. But I still hadn't gotten to the point where I was comfortable sharing every detail of what was going on. It was hard. She seemed to respect that.

She nodded to me and kept moving.

Will and Morgan were looking at blueprints of the bank when Emily, J.J, and I walked over.

"Garcia caught us up," Emily said as we made it over. "Why instigate a hostage situation?"

"What's a narcissist without attention?" Morgan replied. "She thrives on it."

"She's got to have some greater plan here," I muttered.

"We need to separate Chris and the female to find out what that is," Emily added.

"It's not gonna be hard, they're already on edge," Morgan explained.

We watched as Rossi attempted to drive a wedge between them. Attempted. It didn't quite work. Instead, he demanded to speak to the cop that shot his brother.

Most of the team went inside the truck, but Emily and I stayed outside with Rossi.

Another hostage shot every thirty seconds. That's what the promise was. Emily ran inside to tell the team the news.

"Second chain of bank robberies in a year," Rossi muttered to me. "It feels like the world is falling apart."

"That's not even the half of it," I mumbled, more to myself than him.

"What?"

I looked at him. I had to very quickly come up with an answer. "We work a dangerous job. Every case we work makes it feel like the world is falling apart."

He nodded.

They were getting ready to make an ambush, but no one moved. I made it over to Morgan, Emily, and J.J next to one of the police cars. And then, Will went walking in front of the rest of them.

J.J tried to run over as he did. Morgan and I went to grab her at the same time.

When two gunshots rang out, it felt like everyone's hearts stopped at once.

Everyone loaded into the truck again in silence. Nothing could've eased the tension. Nothing. It was just the team in silence with the buzzing of the now-dead surveillance camera.

I wanted to call that moment the first domino. Realistically, the robbery itself should've taken on the title, but Will going into that bank was the biggest escalation of the day.

After that, it was like all hell had broken loose.

The team moved. We were ready to go in.

And then, all the hostages walked out. No word or warning. They just walked out.

Clear way in.

Until the bank blew up.

I remembered hearing Rossi in my ear literally a moment before it happened.

I pushed myself off the ground, trying to ignore the ringing in my ears. I looked around the crowd. Emily had already gone inside through the back door.

J.J and I shared a look before both going to run inside.

Emily was in a room in the back, looking in on the condition of a people that had been hiding away in the back. Will was nowhere to be seen. Neither were the robbers.

J.J ran to check for Will. I stayed with Emily and the couple.

The older woman begged for us to let her stay with her husband. We tried to comfort her, promise that they were both going to be okay. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself focused.

I glanced at Emily before shaking my head and going back to the couple.

A few medics came in to help them.

"Come on," I said as Emily coughed again.

"I can stay-"

"The medics will take care of it."

She finally let me pull her outside. I got her some water and guided her back to the truck.

It was all complete chaos. Everyone was trying to make moves, but no one quite knew where to start.

We were all watching the nearby street cams. The two of them had taken a federal vehicle from the scene. Will was alive and with them. The only thing that we needed to do was figure out where they were going and what their endgame could possibly be.

We got a report of a medic getting shot. It was the only sign that Will was still alive. Cameras caught the entire event.

This was an hour after the explosion. It was the best sign that the next attack was going to be in the city.

Which only helped us so much, but it was better than nothing.

There was another man involved in the incident. He had been playing the role of one of the hostages. It was a pair of extreme adrenaline junkies.

Watching J.J spiral into tunnel vision was... scary. She was nothing short of a badass, making her angry wasn't going to end well. I wanted to say that she wouldn't cross the line, but to protect her family... I had seen that drive a lot of people to do things that they never would've done before.

When she found out that the woman from the robbery knew where she and Will lived, I'm almost certain that J.J only saw red. She hid it well, but I knew the signs. I had grown up seeing them. On Dean, on Sam, even on my dad at times... I knew the moment when all reason went out the window in the name of saving the ones you loved.

Which means I knew that J.J was unstoppable at that point.

She and Rossi took off to her place. The rest of us were on the truck. Still looking, investigating... hoping.

We went back into the explosion site.

"Why didn't they take all the money," Spencer asked.

"They were a man down and needed to get out in a hurry," Morgan replied.

"But she had this planned," I argued. "Not only that, but she was also calm the whole time. Disconnected. The man down didn't worry her and she wasn't here for the money alone."

"Everything they've said and done was for a reason," Morgan said. "But what doesn't make any sense is she switched the negotiation demand. She changed it to Chad. Chris wanted to go to Switzerland."

"They also requested a private plan, but no mention of a pilot," Emily pointed out.

"Even the dates mean something," Spencer added. "In 2004, while she was wreaking havoc abroad, he was dishonorably discharged. Then, in 2008, they likely met in Chad. And this... 2012."

"You think the attack is meant to line up with an election year," I said. "Political statement? Dishonorable discharge could be a trigger for him. Feels used and thrown out by the country he fought to protect. Could be seeking vengeance."

"It's their story," Emily replied.

"Like the woman from earlier? Her husband was her story?"

"All of the details are a part of their story," Emily nodded.

We all followed Emily back out to the truck.

"Their timelines suggest that they were both destructive before they met."

"An ex-soldier turning on their country," Strauss asked.

"It's rare, but soldiers become disenfranchised, no matter the nationality," Emily explained.

"If he met someone like-minded at that time, there'd be no stopping them," I added.

"You're thinking they met during the civil unrest in Chad in '08," Hotch replied.

"And one or both of them are pilots," Spencer added.

"If Garcia focuses on that region, specifically weapons moving in and out of Libya, there's a good chance we'll find when their paths crossed," Emily suggested. Garcia nodded, starting to work on tracking that down.

"Alright," Garcia said. "Multiple entries for a private pilot named Matthew Downs in '08, but I don't have her name."

"She had aliases," Emily replied. "That's the only way to stay a ghost. Here's the thing, they are a couple. Regardless of what we believe, they will celebrate themselves and their connection. Is there anything that happened on this date in Chad?"

"Oh, you are good, Emily Prentiss, but this news is not," I had to fight the attempt of a small grin that wanted to cross my lips when Emily got complimented. "Yes, there were multiple explosions on this date in '08."

"Where were the most casualties," Hotch asked.

"A... train."

"Symtex and C-4," Morgan asked.

"Yup."

"Are trains still arriving at Union Station," I looked over at Strauss.

"Yes, but only the authorities are allowed in."

"They have Will and a government vehicle," I pointed out.

The team loaded into the S.U.Vs and took off toward Union Station. The place was already surrounded and being evacuated when we showed up.

It was still chaotic when we got inside and tried to find Matthew Downs and Will.

Morgan's voice rang in my ear that he saw the suspect going toward the East exit. I looked around for Emily as I started heading that way. I had no idea where she was.

"I found Will," was the next message that came through on the earpiece. I sighed and took off in Morgan's direction.

"Is he mobile," Hotch asked.

"Negative," she replied. "He's got six transmitters on him and this whole place is gonna blow."

I almost froze.

"Where are you, I'm heading that way," Hotch said.

"No, you gotta get everyone out," Emily insisted. "Is the bomb squad here yet?"

"They're three minutes away."

"Copy."

After that, the radio went quiet. I tried to keep myself focused on helping Morgan, but I could already feel the worry eating at my stomach. I felt like I should go back. Get Emily the hell out of there.

No. No. Morgan needed me here. I needed to help him.

I watched Morgan drag Matthew off the fence before Matthew slammed him against it.

I pulled my gun, planning to just threaten the guy until he turned and slammed Morgan against a dumpster next to them. I fired a shot a few moments after that and waited until Matthew had fallen to the ground before I lowered my weapon.

"You alright," I asked Morgan. He nodded, touching his throat. "Come on."

Morgan and I were just rounding the corner when I saw Emily, Will, and Hotch making their way out. I took off running.

"Emily!"

She looked over as soon as I yelled. She was about to say something, but I pulled her into a hug before she could. She slowly hugged me back, I felt her hide her face in my shoulder.

My chest hurt.

Even after the anxiety and panic had faded, I was in pain after everything had happened. I was tired. I needed to correct things. Stop wasting time.

I leaned back a bit. Just far enough to look at her.

And it was definitely more impulsive than I would've liked, but I kissed her.

The whole thing lasted a matter of seconds before I seemed to snap back to my senses and leaned away again.

"I... I'm sorry," I shook my head. "That was... I shouldn't-"

"It's okay," she stopped me.

"Really?"

She nodded before leaning in and kissing me again. I kept thinking about how much I had missed this before. I tried to pull her closer to me, even though that wasn't really possible.

She leaned back first this time.

"I really missed that," I mumbled, my eyes still shut as my forehead touched hers.

"So did I," she said before grabbing my hand. "Come on, we gotta go."

I nodded, letting our fingers intertwine.

As we walked away from the station, my phone started ringing. It was Sam on the other line.

"Hey, finally, what happened-"

"Dean's gone."

"What," I asked, stopping where I was. Emily looked back at me.

"He... He killed Dick and now Dean and Cas are just gone. I have no idea where they are, and Crowley won't tell me and he got Kevin-"

I felt like I just went numb for a few moments. When I looked at Emily, I seemed to snap into focus again.

"Alright, alright, Sam," I cut off his rambling. "I... I'm at a crime scene. I'm going to head home and call you back. I need you to get out of wherever the fuck you are and wait for me to call, got it?"

"Okay."

"We'll figure this out, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, alright."

"Now, go."

I ended the call before walking over to Hotch. I muttered something to him about a family emergency and he told me to just go. Emily followed me.

"What happened," she asked as we made it to one of the S.U.Vs.

"That really dangerous hunt that I mentioned?" I said. "It went wrong."

"What?"

"Something happened to Dean and Cas."

"I thought Cas was dead."

"Oh, shit, I have a lot to fill you in on," I muttered. I ran my hands over my face.

"Hey," she grabbed one of my hands. "It's gonna be fine. One step at a time."

I nodded before going to start the car.

One step at a time.

I could handle that.

Hopefully.

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Hi storm, How are you? I know its a lame question. But I want to know your views. So here I'm. My question is why jikook were not hanging around in Las Vegas like others.. Ex: We got Jihope shopping, someone posted Tae, kook and hobi in a restaurant. Is it too much to ask? I'm fine with seeing all the members hanging around happily so why not jikook? Sorry to ask this. Stay safe ☺

People need to stop reporting on these boys every movement. Those are my thoughts 😭 Let them breathe outside of a hotel and not have to be cognizant of every phone around them 😅

Is it too much to ask? Yes. You are not entitled to ask for anything from any of the members. Jikook and their relationship do not exist for your consumption. If they want to go out together, here's hoping everyone leaves them alone. If they want to go out with the other members and their best friends, more power to them! They probably make plans based on mutual interest and go from there. If we are meant to know about it, they will tell us themselves.

Plus, object permanence is starting to become my new favorite phrase 😭 Did we already forget JK telling us just 2 days ago that he went to Jimins room and they held each other?? Clearly they are seeing each other plently. Did we already forget LA and the TMIs, how no one shared anything ever about jikook hanging out even though some other duos did, just to find out that off camera and on down time, they spent all the time together working out, going on walks, eating their hotel meals together, just chilling in Jimins room together, like constantly. So it's not like we don't know anything. JK already told us they've been spending time together. And if it's anything like LA, they are probably spending more time together than we know and it's none of our business.

Jihope going shopping together is legit a tradition with them. They would go out shopping together as much as they could when they had extra time in every city they could during their world tours. Can we not be happy that they are starting to be able to do that again rather than sad it's not YOUR preferred duo and thinking something must be wrong. Let's all recognize that shopping and dinners and concerts respectively could all account for like 5 hours from the day. Plus we know they are all together for work and rehearsal times too. On top of that there are still SO MANY hours of multiple days where you have no idea what any of them are up to. Jihope shared these shopping moments above with us themselves. That is how it should be too. Plus them going out shopping shouldn't surprise anyone, they literally said it's what they wanted to do on the Grammy Red Carpet

Why not Jikook? Because we are not entitled to their time to be shared and if they want to spend their time with their friends, then we should be happy that got to do so. Maknae line has been sticking to Hobis side since he showed up in Vegas. It's clear they missed him ALOT! Let's just enjoy the moments we do hear about and that they share with us. Vhopekook having a good time at the concert and at dinner is amazing and wonderful to hear about. Miniminimoni jamming at the concert and Jihope giggling over dinner and going shopping makes me so happy! JK sharing about his cuddles and hugs with Jimin right after he broke out of quarantine makes my heart MELT

Please please please remember that these guys are all REAL people. They aren't here to entertain you with their private lives or give you 24/7 access to their time, thoughts and relationships. They aren't here to follow a script to make sure jikookers or vminies or taejinies or taekookers are getting enough glimpses of their relationship to stay happy. They aren't following a script. There shouldn't be any discourse over who goes out with who when or who is spotted where. We should all just simply be happy that they look happy. And they do. They all seem happy from what we have seen and heard.

Sorry if this seems harsh. It's not my intention. I'm sure you just miss them and want to know they are okay. But trust that they are because they both seem happy when we have seen them. Theyve shared what they wanted to share (and some army has shared extra 🙄 ) and let's enjoy them while they enjoy their free time. Relax, take a deep breathe, and trust in their happiness. That's what is the most important thing here after all.

I do hope you have a really wonderful rest of your day 💜💜 thank you for the ask! 💜

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Only Fish in the Sea

Pairing: Raymond Smith x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, Raymond fucking you up in the bathroom of a restaurant Word Count: ~800 Emoji Prompt: 🪝🍣 🌊 (key words are in bold)

He watches from across the room and isn’t pleased with what he sees.

On some level he’s pleased—just to be watching you—he never once stopped loving you. The only girl in all the world who ever brought him to his knees.

You were a weakness that his dangerous way of life couldn’t afford; he knew he loved you but he wouldn’t say the word. He never dared to let you know. And so instead he let you go.

Tonight you feel his gaze and wish you could ignore him. Yet you still fucking adore him. When you first tried to hook up with someone else… the sex was hell. Once you’ve had Ray no man on earth could ever please you half as well.

It’s still his gorgeous gangster cock you think about whenever you’re alone at night and touch your aching pussy. People tell you that same old cliche—to hell with what they say—there are other fish in the sea. Be that as it may, once you’ve had Ray, he is the only one you see.

You’re currently across the table from a fish who’s fucking reeking of inadequacy. Wishing desperately that you’d never agreed for him to take you on a date. But it’s too late. He’s everything Ray’s not and everything you hate. Complacent with a calm corporate job that’s clean and cushy. Pompous and presumptuous and pushy. Presently pressuring you to place an order for some particular piece of pricey sushi.

You decline, despite his pestering insistence that this item is divine. It really isn’t to your taste. He says if you don’t sample this one dish then it’d have been a total waste, for him to take you to this place. You sip your glass of wine, and fight the urge to throw it in his face.

A fierce familiar voice cuts in then from behind you and your heart flutters at once. “Why don’t you let the lady order what she wants.”

The inferior fish glares up into a formidable gaze of deep sea-blue. “And who the fuck are you? Think you know all about what women want? Strutting over butting your nose into our business like you own the fucking restaurant.”

“But I do,” Raymond states bluntly and it’s true. Throughout the city streets he owns a fine establishment or two. “And I am what she wants. Not you. So get the fuck out of my restaurant, you deluded shit-eating cunt.”

… well, shit.

The spineless fish immediately splashes over to the exit. The big dick energy of Mr. Smith is honestly insane. You know you shouldn’t let him win your heart over so easily, when he broke it so recently—you haven’t yet recovered from the pain—but then again… to hell with it.

He is the only damn fish in the sea, who has 24/7 access to your heart and to your pussy, and you just can’t fucking help it.

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“Did he fuck you like I do?”

Ray growls the words into your ear, with a ferocious sneer, like he has any right to.

Has your face pressed to the mirror, in the bathroom of his restaurant with one hand slapping the smooth skin of your rear, the fingers of the other shoving deep inside you.

He already fucking owns you but he still feels like he needs to fucking fight to.

“N-no, sir…!” you whimper, slick cunt clenching tight around his fingers. In the months you’ve spent without him it’s been practically impossible to hit the peak of pleasure; finally you’ve never felt closer. “Never… no, sir…”

“Mmm, and why is that, love?” Raymond taunts, your juices all over his hands as he pulls his enormous shaft out of his pants then presses it against the entrance of your cunt. “Since you had this there’s nothing else that gets you off? No other cock ever came close to being good enough?”

He knows it’s true though you’re too breathless to respond. Drives deep inside you set to ravage your tight pussy in the way he knows you want: savage and rough.

The love he makes is hard and tough—except for when his hunger softens, as it does with you so often—he does slow sensuous passion, just as well as he does fierce feral aggression… but what matters is that either way it’s love.

He wasn’t brave enough to tell you in the time before he let you slip away. But now he has you here today, vows to himself that he will tell you just as clearly as he always used to show you every night in every way.

He’ll make it crystal fucking clear that you own his entire heart. That he loved nobody but you in all the time you spent apart. That you own him just as he owns this fucking restaurant, and of course just as he owns your fucking cunt.

In all the sea, Ray is the only fish you see, and he will always be the only one you want.

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Leverage

Requested by: Anonymous with #25 from my Prompt List: “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

Pairing: Ben x fem!reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Ben, Y/N, Gwen, Kevin, Julie, Vilgax

T/W: Mentions of violence.

Description: Y/N is taken by Vilgax for leverage against Ben. Ben gathers the team together to go and save her.

Ben was always afraid that you would get mixed up with his other world: the alien world. Sure, you knew about the Omnitrix and all of the battles that Ben and the team have fought. But Ben didn’t want you involved with that world. However, that changed when one of his fiercest enemies, Vilgax, took you from your home.

You were sitting at your desk, awaiting a call from Ben, when you heard a large crash downstairs. Being the curious person you are, you stepped out of your room to investigate but you didn’t like what, or who, you found. A rather large being was standing in your kitchen and behind him was a similarly shaped hole on your kitchen wall. 

“Hello, Y/N. I’m not sure whether you know me-” You narrowed your eyes at him. “I know who you are. You’re Vilgax.” A low chuckle erupted from him. “Little Ben Tennyson must have taught you well, my dear. But I wonder if he’s taught you well enough to escape me.” 

You’re eyes widened as Vilgax dashed towards you. Looking around you seen your glass end table at the side of you. You grabbed it and swung it around, smashing it across his head. He was disorientated for a few seconds so you took your chance and ran up the stairs to call Ben.

Before you could make it, however, Vilgax grabbed one of your feet and pulled you back down the stairs. “Let me go!” You struggled the best you could, but to no avail. “I can’t, I need you to get to Ben. I need him to do something and you’re the key to getting it.”

You tried struggling more in his grasp, but soon enough, everything turned to black.

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“C’mon, Y/N. Pick up.” 

Ben was walking back and forth across his room trying to call your for what felt like the hundredth time. “Calm down Ben, I’m sure she’s fine. She’s probably gone to the bathroom and left her phone behind.��� Kevin was laying on Ben’s bed shoving potato chips into his mouth.

“No. Something’s not right. It’s never taken her this long to answer her phone. I need to go.” Ben ran down the stairs towards his car, with Kevin following slowly behind.

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You groaned as you came to, your head hurting. The room was in darkness as you tried to make yourself aware of your surroundings. Your arms were suspended above your head with your feet barely touching the floor. You knew Ben was going to come and get you, that was the only thing that was keeping you calm when you heard footsteps coming closer to the room.

“Come quick, Ben. I need you.”

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Ben and Kevin ran into the house when they seen the large hole Vilgax left at the front of the house. “Y/N! Where are you?!” Ben searched frantically downstairs whilst Kevin took the upstairs. 

Ben could see that there had been a struggle with the smashed glass littered on the carpet. He turned around and studied the hole, trying to figure out what, or who, made it. 

Footsteps sounded back down the stairs and Kevin entered the room, your phone in his hand. “I think you were right when you said something wasn’t right.” Ben closed his eyes and willed the tears that were threatening to fall, away. “I always try my best to keep her out of stuff like this. I guess I should have known this would happen”.

Kevin placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You weren’t to know this was gonna happen.” Ben heaved a long sigh before turning towards the hole once again. “I don’t know why Y/N was taken but I do know who took her. Vilgax.”

Kevin’s eyes widened. “Vilgax, seriously! Does that dude ever die?” “Kevin, we need to focus. Call the girls and get them to come here. We need a plan to get Y/N back.”

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You gasped as another one of Vilgax’s goons swung their fist at you. Your head flipped to the side as the force of the punch knocked you. Blood was beginning to build up in your mouth and your whole body began to ache at the constant beating you were taking.

“Please tell me. What’s the point in hurting me? It’s just gonna make Ben not want to help you. In my opinion, it’s the dumbest decision I’ve ever heard.” You gave them a small smirk before you were kicked in your stomach. 

Vilgax walked towards you from the shadows and gripped your chin, tight. “This, girl, is a preview for Ben so he knows what will happen when he doesn’t give me what I want.”

A small tear fell down your cheeks as Vilgax and his goon walked out of the room, leaving you in darkness.

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“Guys, we need a plan, and quick. God knows what Vilgax has planned for Y/N.”

The four of them were standing around your living room, all thinking up strategies to save you. 

“Well, how about this. We fly Ship over the top of the building so he can blast it open, allowing you three to drop inside. You’ll have access to fight anyone and to find Y/N the quickest way possible.” 

Gwen, Ben and Kevin looked around each other and nodded in agreement with each other. “Alright, that’s our plan then. Gwen would you please do the honours and find where Y/N is.” “Already on it.” Gwen’s eyes turned pink as she held a piece of your clothing in her hand and honed in on your location.

“I’ve got her. I know where she is.” 

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A loud crash from outside your door awoke you. You had passed out from the amount of beatings you took so you were hoping in your heart that this was Ben.

A flash of green made it’s way underneath the door and a smile grew on your face. “I knew you would find me, Ben.” Loud scuffles sounded outside the door before it was knocked down and a body came flying through the doorway. 

Gwen projected a force field around the doorway whilst Ben and Kevin got you down. Ben changed back and lay you down carefully in his arms, tears falling down his face. “What has he done to you?” His hands ran carefully across your injuries, examining each one. 

You had kept up a brave facade for so long that you broke down crying. Ben brought you in for a hug, careful not to hurt you. “It’s alright. You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

“Ben, we need to get out of here now!” Gwen’s forcefield was threatening to break and more and more goons were appearing. Ben lifted you up in his arms, looking scared as you sharply inhaled. “I’m fine, Ben. Don’t worry.” Ben touched his forehead to yours as you made your way out of the building, Kevin and Gwen clearing a path.

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You awoke in your bed and tried to move but was met with agonising pain. Ben rushed to your side as you tried to sit up. “Hey, how are you feeling?” “I’m alright, just sore.” Ben hung his head low in shame. “This is all my fault. I should have been here to protect you then you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

Grimacing a little, you leaned over and tilted Ben’s head to meet yours. “None of this is your fault. You can’t be by my side 24/7.” He gave a little smile before standing up and placing a kiss to the top of your head. “You need rest, Y/N. Sleep.” Your eyes closed as soon as Ben left the room, quickly drifting into a deep slumber.

[banigarubug]

Boys (Corpse x MALE!Reader)

VERY excited for this prompt! here is where i acknowledge corpse irl is straight: (pause to acknowledge). and here is where i write a piece of fiction that corpse has expressed he’s ok with!

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Please do a Corpse x male!reader - if you write for males but if not then GN will be okay ^^ - where reader is very edgy, wears techwear 24/7 and is taller than Corpse.

I’m not seeing enough male reader/GN fics where the reader is just as edgy if not edgier than Corpse—

you met corpse at a gas station, but he’s still cute. no corona ;)

warnings: minimal food talk, maybe swearing but i can’t remember lmao

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The day you met Corpse had you both stopped in your tracks.

Well, admittedly, Corpse was more so. You pride yourself on being able to keep it together, but Corpse has always been a dweeb who just tries his best - and often fails - to play it cool. This was obvious from the moment you’d met him, literally bumping into him at a gas station as you were both on your phones walking towards each other.

Your phone survived the accident, but Corpse’s clattered to the floor. You tore your eyes away from your screen as soon as your bodies made contact and immediately picked up his phone from the floor. “I’m so sorry,” you said, inspecting his phone. It’s fine, save for one long crack across the top left, thankfully missing the front camera entirely. You handed it to him, and finally noticed him staring up at you with wide eyes. “I’m sorry,” you repeated, confused.

He cleared his throat. “All good,” he replied, voice muffled just slightly by the fabric mask over his mouth. It’s deeper than you’d expected, and you startled a little at it, but he didn’t seem to notice. “Uh, it’s my fault too.”

“Well, you know,” you replied, shrugging. “There’s no place like twitter dot com.” You quirked a smile as you flashed your phone, displaying the Twitter timeline open on the screen. 

He laughed, opening his phone to show that he’d been on Twitter too. “Uh, I’m Corpse,” he said.

You smiled at him, maybe more bashful than intended. “Y/N,” you replied, sticking out your hand to shake. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too,” he said, and as your hands met, a blush threatened the outer corner of your cheeks. His hands were… really nice. “Even if you broke my phone,” he teased.

You laughed, already feeling the tension between you two melt. “You’re just as much to blame here, Corpsie.”

As it turned out, your cars were parked next to one another’s at the pumping station, so you walked there together. You talked the whole way through picking up an armful of candy as he got a collection of energy drinks apparently for him and his friend Dave, and you kept talking while you finished putting gas in your car. And then you kept talking afterwards too, until Dave reached over and shouted out the open car window, “Dude, just ask for his number already!”

You grinned and Corpse blushed. “I’m sorry,” he said, turning to you, but you shook your head, still smiling at him happily. It was cute. “Look, if it’s too forward, I’m really sorry, but - I don’t usually get along with people this easily. Maybe we could… do this again?”

“Sure,” you agreed easily. You told yourself it’s only because you didn’t mind it, not that it was too hard to say no to that hopeful look in his eyes and that you didn’t want to forget how cute he sounded when he laughed. “Give me your phone.”

“You might crack it again,” Corpse replied, but he handed you the phone anyway. You rolled your eyes as you typed in your number, adding a heart next to your contact name.

-

A week later, after texting and calling and FaceTiming nonstop, finally he asked you out. He took you to get boba, and you had dinner at his place, and when he dropped you off at yours, he stood on the front porch, only a few inches between you.

“I had fun tonight,” you said. There was something exhilarating about it, how he craned his neck to look at you, eyes scanning over your face nonstop like he was trying to read something off of your skin. To break the tension, you softly added, “Even if you did keep making fun of my pants.”

Corpse laughed, a breathless thing. He reached out to pull at one of the straps hanging down, letting it fling back gently against your leg with a dull smacking noise. “I just don’t get why there’s so many straps. And pockets.”

You leaned in. You told yourself - and later, him - it was because you wanted him to shut up about your stupid pants, but you and Corpse both knew the truth.

-

When Corpse asked if you would be his boyfriend, you got the upgrade: access to the streamer room. You’d known, in your dating period, that he was an ‘internet personality’, as he very vaguely described it, but the lack of details he was willing to share discouraged you from sleuthing around on the internet. Of course, when he finally let you in a little more, thanks to his million followers, you blended in. Nobody knew that you, the random account simping in his replies, was the same guy whose hand made its way into Corpse’s Instagram stories more than once.

Your favorite thing maybe ever was seeing when Corpse posted pictures of him holding your hand. Most of the time, you didn’t even notice him taking the photos, but it was sweet, how your nails matched and he had sweater paws while you had tattoos. Even as a faceless YouTuber, it meant something to you that he was still proud of your relationship. His fans got a kick out of it too, nicknaming you Corpse Boyfriend.

But now, the real boyfriend test. He invited you to stream with him while he played Phasmophobia. You would talk to chat and ghosts as needed, and Corpse would do most of the heavy lifting. Of course you were nervous, but you never let on about it.

Well, Corpse knew you pretty well. When he asked if you were sure you were ready, and you said duh, bro, of course, he said, “Don’t bro me.” (He still kissed you though.)

“Corpse Husband, did you bring Corpse Boyfriend?” Corpse read aloud from the chat while they were waiting to get started with the game. “You guys have been hearing rumors? Well, lucky you, I did! I want you guys to meet N/N.”

“Hey,” you said, smiling at Corpse. “I wanna start my presence on this channel by telling all two hundred thousand of you that I’m taller than Corpse.”

“That’s the most important thing?” Corpse laughs at you. “You’re like, maybe two inches taller.”

“Don’t lie to your fans, Husband. You’re at least three inches shorter.”

“Two,” he insists playfully. “And that’s the hill I’ll die on. Boyfriend.”

-

A few days later, when Dave comes over to hang out, you make him measure the two of you and force Corpse to post the lines on the wall as evidence. Three inches, he captions. Boyfriend wins :(

[demifiendrsa]

Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin | Announcement Teaser Trailer

Japanese version

It’ll launch for PlayStation 5, Xbox Series X|S, PlayStation 4, Xbox One, and PC in 2022.

A demo—Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin Trial Version—-will launch for PlayStation 5 today and be available through June 24, 2021 at 7:59 p.m. PT / 10:59 p.m. ET. A survey will follow from June 13, 2021 through June 30, 2021, accessible from the menu screen of the demo.

Logos

Key visual

Character renders

Overview and Developer comments

About the Game

Final Fantasy VII Remake veterans Tetsuya Nomura and Kazushige Nojima join forces with Team Ninja from KOei Tecmo Games to deliver a bold new vision for Final Fantasy. Get your first look at Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin . Coming to PlayStation 5, PlayStation 4, Xbox Series X|S, Xbox One, and PC in 2022.

With the memory of their struggle buried deep in their hearts…

Jack and his allies, Ash and Jed, burn with resolve to defeat Chaos as they throw open the gates to the Chaos Shrine. Yet doubts remain—are they truly the Warriors of Light the prophecy foretold?

Step into a world of dark fantasy and revel in the exhilarating, action-packed battles!

Trial version available on PlayStation 5 until June 24th, 2021.

Developer Comments

Tetsuya Nomura – Creative Producer

The initial concept for Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin came up around the time following the release of Dissidia 012[duodecim] Final Fantasy. I was thinking to myself about making my next game into one that featured action elements in which locations are conquered, rather than the kind with battles against characters. Some time passed without anything coming of it, but separately I was also thinking to myself about another plan for a new series of Final Fantasy titles revolving around “the story of an angry man”. Even more time passed, at which point I received a request for a new plan, so I combined these two ideas to come up with this.

While it is Final Fantasy, it feels different—but there’s no doubt that the blood ofFinal Fantasy runs through its veins.

We’ve undertaken the challenge of finding this difficult middle ground for this mature and stylish title.

We need a little time until we’re able to complete it, and while the battle system is a bloody one, it does links to the story, so I hope you’ll use this opportunity to give it a try.

Kazushige Nojima – Story and Scenario

“It’s not a hope or a dream. It’s like a hunger. A thirst.”

When I wrote this line, I felt like the story had been brought to life.

What drives them to want to defeat Chaos as much as they do? What, then, are their hopes and dreams?

It was in this moment that what used to be fragments and pieces of story came together in a powerful way. The story that I wrote—in what seemed like a single breath after penning that line—is Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin. I think it turned out to be quite a memorable story that accompanies a game which prominently features brutal imagery.

Please enjoy!

Jin Fujiwara – Producer (Square Enix)

True to its label as “a bold new vision,” this title is full of new undertakings that draw a clear distinction between it and previous Final Fantasy series titles. I can’t divulge too many details at this stage, but we prepared a glimpse of these ambitions within the trial version, including the title’s direction and overall image, so please enjoy.

I believe that the feedback we receive from all of you around the world is very important as we improve upon the title even further. Please send us your thoughts through the trial version survey or through social media.

I’m already looking forward to the day I’ll be able to play this title with you.

Daisuke Inoue – Director (Square Enix)

This is a title that has been developed with the goal of bringing something new to sit alongside the many Final Fantasy titles in the series. I think it could be considered a side story in terms of how it is positioned.

There may be some people who were disappointed that this announcement was not a new, numbered title in the series, but this game contains ambitions within that even a mainline title may not have been able to achieve.

Grounded and challenging action created by Team Ninja. Our protagonist, sprayed with blood as he literally rips apart, throws, and pulverizing his enemies. The way he looks is almost as if—

Well, we have prepared this trial version with hopes of having players experience this new flavor that the title brings with it, even if just a little bit. As we are still in development, I think there may be some areas that are not perfect and may be that way for a while to come, but I hope you’ll enjoy the trial version regardless.

Additionally, please let us know your thoughts on the game, whether it be positives or negative that you noticed—we will make great use of this feedback as we continue development.

Fumihiko Yasuda – Head of Team Ninja, Producer (Koei Tecmo Games)

Playing Final Fantasy IV 30 years ago is what made me aspire towards a career in the gaming industry, so I always hoped that someday I could be involved in the Final Fantasy series. When Team Ninja was working on Dissidia Final Fantasy, I was in charge of a different section, which meant that every night I filled my pillow with tears. I’m truly happy to be involved with a new Final Fantasy, and a title connected to its Origin at that.

Using the feedback that the players provide after playing the trial version, all of us at Team NINJA will work to make this a title that meets the expectations of not only action game fans, but also Final Fantasy series fans around the world!

Hiroya Usuda – Director (Koei Tecmo Games)

I grew up playing Final Fantasy since I was very young, so it is a great honor to have the opportunity to be involved with this title. Furthermore, I’m truly excited that Team NINJA is able to deliver the first full-on action game in the Final Fantasy series to the world.

In this trial version, we’ve made specific demo-oriented adjustments so that players of all styles will be able to enjoy it—we have incorporated elements such as multiple jobs and weapon types, adjustable difficulty levels, and great replayability. Please let us know your thoughts and feedback once you have given it a try!

Nobumichi Kumabe – Director (Koei Tecmo Games)

I’m glad we were able to announce this new Final Fantasy game—an action game in which Jack, a Warrior of Light(?), lays waste to monsters while being bathed in the spray of their blood. I’m a huge fan of the Final Fantasy series myself, so I’m going to work hard towards release so that this blood-stained Jack can become a hero!

This is a title developed with the characteristic Team Ninja level of difficulty in mind, but once you start getting the hang of it, you’ll be able to defeat enemies in an exhilarating and satisfying way. I hope you will replay the trial version many times and try out the various weapons and abilities available.

The difficulty level can be changed as well, so one recommendation I have is to start playing on an easier difficulty and gradually raise it higher for a challenge!

Demo overview

The Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin Trial Version was also announced during the showcase, which gives players the opportunity to experience a taste of the full game centering on Jack and his allies—Ash and Jed—as they throw open the gates to the Chaos Shrine. Burning with the resolve to defeat Chaos, and with the memories of their struggle buried deep in their hearts, are they the foretold Warriors of Light?

Players of the Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origin Trial Version can explore this dark fantasy world as they battle an array of iconic monsters from the Final Fantasy series, using powerful spells and abilities from a sample of jobs including warrior, dragoon and black mage.