#i didn't do anything here i'm still dead bye

[vicku]

Aggravaine with his stupid ass fucking name gives me the same vibes as Hannibal Lecter

[smusherina]

yard work - chapter 4 (regina george x reader)

fandom: Mean Girls (all media)

pairing: Regina George x OFC/Reader

summary: You'd been in the same class as Regina George since kindergarten. You'd lived on the same street even longer. Once upon a time, when life was sandbox disputes and who got the swing first arguments, you'd even been friends. Now, in junior year of high school, you doubted she even remembered you. The same couldn't be said about you. You definitely remembered her.

warning(s): homophobia becomes a central theme. mention of a close dead relative. internalized misogyny.

chapter 1 / chapter 2 / chapter 3 / chapter 5

You were sitting on the grass under the bleachers when Janis 'Imi'ike came up to you.

"I'm not selling right now." You said, suspecting she was here to see about buying alcohol or something. You had a contact and made a small bit in commissions around the school selling stuff.

"I'm- what? What're you selling?" Oh, well, guess not then.

"Nothing." You didn't want to incriminate yourself. It was bad enough you were smoking a cigarette right this moment. You took another drag. Usually, you didn't smoke during school but today was turning out to be a shittier day than usual.

"I'm not a nark, I could-" She seemed to shake herself. "Anyway. Why did you come to school with Regina today?"

"You saw that?" You inquired, alarmed but making an attempt to hide it.

"Yes. Now, why?"

"We live on the same street. Her car was having issues." You shrugged, trying to play it off.

"How'd you know her car was having issues?" She did not seem inclined to just let it go. It was beginning to annoy you.

"Because I fix it from time to time. Like I said, we live on the same street. We're not friends or anything." While you didn't like lying, especially not when you yourself were bitter about it, protecting Regina's rep was more important.

"I think that's a lie. We went to the same middle school for a while. You were close back then." She accused, crouching to be at level with you. You were officially annoyed now.

"You used to be close too." You took another drag and, noticing your cig was on its last leg, stamped it on the ground. "And how'd that turn out?"

Janis gritted her teeth. "Not well."

"Exactly." You gave her a tight, snarky smile and stood up. "Bye."

"Wait a minute!" She jogged after you as you made for the school building. "I'm not done!"

"I think you are." You called back, hastening your step. "There's nothing for us to talk about, Janis."

"Dude! You're being a huge dick right now." Janis caught up to you, gesturing as if she were offended. "Why are you so touchy?"

"I'm not touchy, I'm pissed that a stranger is getting all up in my business." You informed her curtly. "Lay off."

She held her hands up in surrender, an infuriating smirk on her face. "What business do you have with Regina?"

You halted and dropped your backpack on the ground. "What is your problem?" You advanced on her, not exactly squaring up but still getting a little too close for comfort.

"Woah, protective, aren't you?" She wasn't intimidated in the least. That only angered you more. "Has she ditched Cady already and found a new pet?"

"If I were you, I'd watch my mouth." You said as menacingly as you could.

"We could help each other out, y'know." She said, playing innocent.

"Why would I help you with anything?"

"Because she hurt both of us." You had to agree with that, however reluctantly. "I want revenge. She needs to go down." Now, that you did not agree with.

"What do you mean?" If they were planning a coup or something, you needed to get the details. You wouldn't be putting up with that shit.

"Cady's gotten an in with the Plastics." You'd never liked that stupid nickname Janis insisted on using. "She's still on the fence about them, but it's only a matter of time before I'm proven right."

"You've infiltrated the popular girl group like 007, great, because Regina wronged you somehow in middle school? Grow up." You rolled your eyes and picked up your backpack.

"She outed me, you douche!" She exclaimed before probably even thinking about it. Realizing what she'd said, she glanced around warily. Nobody was nearby since you were away from the courtyard.

Okay. Well. That made this a lot more complicated. You pinched the bridge of your nose. This was the exact reason you hung around skaters and stoner-wannabes. At least their drama was about graffiti and who had the good kush, not about whatever the fuck this was. You weren't aware you were living in a teen drama.

"Okay." You breathed in deeply. You did not want to be involved, no matter how justified Janis could've been. However, you needed information if you wanted to get in the way. "What've you got?"

A mean grin nearly split her face. Then, in just a second, it melted away. "You won't tell anybody, right? About, uh, that earlier-"

"I sell drugs behind the school, dude." You put it flatly. "You have more flak on me."

"True." She conceded. "So..."

Their plans weren't very well constructed, to be fair. Janis wanted to prove to Cady that Regina was a bitch, her words, and that was sort of just a waiting game. In the meantime, they were collecting information. So far they'd found out about the Burn Book, supposedly a scrapbook that Regina and her friends had filled with mean things about everybody at Northshore. Staff and teachers included. Apparently, Cady hadn't had much time to peruse it, so neither Janis nor you were in it for all she knew.

The concept made you nervous. You could very well be in that book and Cady just hadn't seen it. If everybody was in it, including nobodies like Mary Stigson and Amber D'Alessio, the chance was incredibly high.

You didn't even know what she could've written about you. Over the years you'd shared incredibly vulnerable bits of information with her. She'd shared with you too, but you weren't in any position to weaponize her secrets. You'd been through embarrassing moments that just the two of you knew of, had seen each other cry and rage and experience all sorts of overwhelming emotions, had made it through mortifying tweenhood phases together.

Regina could've written your whole life story, the nastiest highlights at least, without breaking a sweat.

You were like a zombie for the rest of the day. Barely paying attention in class, twirling a pencil in your fingers listlessly as whatever teacher went on and on. You looked up when a sharp, female voice called your name. You apologized to Ms Norbury and pretended to start working.

Calculus class, huh? You looked around, trying to be inconspicuous. You met eyes with Cady Heron. She quickly turned back to her work, writing numbers furiously. So Janis had told her about their new accomplice. Of course, you had every intention to tattle first thing once you talked to Regina again.

You knew she wouldn't want to be seen leaving with you, so you shot her a text that you'd be behind the bleachers waiting. You were her ride, after all. It would've been rude to leave her.

Relaxing somewhere quiet and alone wasn't too bad. You lifted your headphones over your ears and put on a Nirvana CD. Just this morning Regina had called you 'a hobo with a liking for grunge', or something along those lines. You did so love proving her right.

You lit a cigarette in honour of Kurt and closed your eyes. Something about this day, the utterly exhausting events, made you desperate to feel some release. Ever since dropping Regina off, you'd been a fucking mess. Janis having seen the whole thing and then coming to conspire against Queen Bee hadn't helped. You wished things could be spelt out for you.

Did Regina like you? Yes or no. You knew it wasn't that simple, that things weren't simple for her like they were for you. You liked her and so it was easy to let her walk all over you. You liked her so, of course, you sided with her even when Janis and you had a camaraderie. You liked her and so you chose not to think about the horrible thing she'd done to Janis.

Was it only a matter of time before she'd use that secret against you, too? Did it hang above your head even now?

"Hey, loser, stub the cig and let's get outta here. I'm sick of this joint."

"Who taught you to talk like that?" You opened your eyes and looked up at Regina. "Certainly not your father."

"What daddy doesn't know won't hurt him." She offered her hand to pull you up. "C'mon. I have a nail appointment to get to."

You hauled yourself up with her help. Over-balancing a little bit you tipped into her space, and for a moment there you breathed the same air. You took a hasty step back and tuned back into the conversation.

"And- and how're you gonna get there?" You already knew.

"We don't have enough time to go to mine first, so..." She smiled sweetly at you, getting that calculating look in her eye as she grabbed your arm and pulled it close to her chest. Looking up at you through her lashes, long nails stroking down your forearm, a smile so alluring it was evil on her face, she knew she had you. You couldn't say no.

Gulping, you inclined your head. "I'll take you."

"Thanks, babe." And with that, she pressed her purse into your arms to carry and skipped ahead.

Fuck. Fuck. You closed your eyes and fought off a groan. You'd almost forgotten the crush you'd nursed for her back then. It hadn't ever left, you knew that much, but it hadn't smacked you in the face quite like this before. You were familiar with moments that made your heart beat fast, scenarios that played on a loop in your head, and dreams you could never really make sense of. Now, though, hearing her call you babe and the physical reaction it evoked, there was no plausible explanation other than the obvious fact: You had a crush on Regina George.

You knew—knew—that it was hopeless. There was no world in which you and Regina could be a thing. Or maybe there was, but that was a pipe dream you'd do no good in entertaining. Your dad didn't care about who you dated, but you were sure he would be none too pleased. Regina's dad was a whole other case. He was way stricter than your dad, though just as distant.

You'd done this before. It would be fine. Admittedly, back when you'd been actively crushing on Regina you had been twelve and under. Back then you'd still tolerated skirts and girly hairstyles. Back then it'd been socially acceptable to cling to your friend like a koala, kiss her cheeks and hold her hand. If you tried that shit now, especially looking like you did, it would not slide.

(You'd been called slurs around the halls before. While you didn't generate much rumours or hubbub, you knew that you existed in people's peripherals in a certain way. They'd snidely ask if you liked the Ellen Show. Make vile hand gestures at you when you passed by. Garry Fort, resident church boy and social outcast, had even offered to pray for you. You had refused.)

"Jorts! Get a move on!" Regina shouted, a good distance away.

"Yeah yeah," You muttered, but picked up the pace.

"What took you so long?" She asked as she settled into the front seat.

"Lost in thought, I guess." Waxing melancholy about how we could never be together, sweetums. You opted not to say that. "So, where's this appointment?"

"Just drive to town, I'll give instructions."

"Sure thing." You bit your lip and tapped your fingers on the steering wheel. You hadn't had your licence for long but you'd been driving for much longer than that. You were a good driver. Back when you'd been young enough for your dad to feel obligated to spend time with you, he'd taken you to some backroads and taught you. Then, when that stopped, you'd done it illegally. Hey, girls gotta keep busy somehow.

"What's on your mind?" Regina asked, breaking the silence that'd turned uncomfortable.

"Hmm? Oh, nothing." You swallowed. "How was your day?"

"How was my day, seriously?" She turned her body to face you, arms crossed and a displeased look on her face. "What is it?"

You tried to think of something to say. You didn't want to ruin her whole day by revealing she had a spy, of all things. You'd planned on waiting a little bit before telling her. You would've maybe taken her for a ride and then gently broken the news.

So, that was a bust.

"Cady Heron is spying on you. She's retelling everything you're doing together with Gretchen and Karen to Janis and her friend Damien Leigh." You blurted it all out. "I was smoking in my usual spot and she just came up to me. And, uh, recruited me. Apparently, she saw you leave my car this morning."

"What?" Regina screeched, face slack with shock as well as strained with fear, panic, and all sorts of jumbled emotions. "Did anybody else see?"

"I don't know!" Your shoulders lifted all the way up to your ears in a panicked shrug. Her emotions were rubbing off on you and you did not like it. "Did people act weird around you today?"

"No," She paused to think. "No, everything was fine. Karen liked my top."

"You mean my top?" You corrected.

"Whatever." Regina looked out of the window contemplatively. "Are you plotting against me?"

You rolled your eyes, and took your sights off the road for a second to shoot her a look. "If I was, would I be telling you?"

"I dunno, I vividly remember you being sorta stupid."

"Wow, thanks, Reg, that's high praise coming from you. Only sorta."

"Shut up. You're so annoying." She unfolded her arms and leaned back in the seat. "Cady Heron. A spy."

"Janis told me, and I quote: "She needs to go down." Which was pretty dramatic in my opinion." Regina didn't say anything. "I mean, we're in high school."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Regina inspected her nails. Pretty acrylics, sharp and lethal, decorated with gems and swirls. A little grown out, sure, but still in perfect condition.

"I just mean that..." You thought about what you wanted to say. "Y'know, on average women in America die, like, between seventy and eighty years old. We're less than a quarter of that right now. Five years from now, I bet the problems we have now will seem stupid and insignificant. And then five years, or ten, from that, the issues then will look the same way."

"Morbid." She turned to look at you. You couldn't tell what her expression was like, in the middle of changing lanes to pass a car going way under the limit. "Are you always this philosophical?"

"I could be. If you wanted me to be." You wondered if that edged a little too close to flirty.

"No. It's insufferable." You didn't know how to respond to that. "I don't fucking care about the grand scheme of things. My problems aren't stupid or insignificant now, so it's no fucking use thinking, oh, it'll all be fine with time! Well, it won't be, if I don't do something right now." She ranted, waving her hands as she did. "And I will argue that women die much earlier than that."

"It's a statistic, Reg-"

"No, women die at menopause at the latest. They get sad, saggy and undesirable and they die." She said with such conviction that it shook you. "When you stop being beautiful, it's all over."

"Regina, that's..." Wrong. Incorrect. A horrible way to think. "I don't think that's true."

"Women like my mom have nothing to offer. When dad stopped wanting her and started looking elsewhere, when she stopped being asked out at the grocery store and they started asking me, when Kylie poked at her flab and asked what her stretch marks were, she died."

Listening to her talk like that, about her mom nonetheless, was heartbreaking. Still, you couldn't help getting angry. "Your mom is alive and well, Reg. Your dad cheating isn't her fault, it's him being an awful human being. Being asked out at the grocery store isn't like receiving a fucking Nobel prize. Flab and stretch marks are what you did to her body. What Kylie did to her body." You bit your lip when it started wobbling. You bit down harshly to stop it.

You continued even when your voice crackled. "My mom's always gonna be young and beautiful. She's gonna always gonna have smooth, wrinkle-free skin. I won't get to ask about her flab or stretch marks. Not ever." Regina was quiet. You could feel her eyes on you. "You don't get to complain about growing old. Mrs George's been like a mom to me, you know that, so don't fucking insult her in front of me. You can get all the botox and surgeries you want, but I'm not gonna sit here and listen to that shit."

"Sorry." She said, quietly. She'd never been good at apologies.

"It's fine." You wiped at your eyes. "I'm sorry for freaking out."

"No, it's... That was stupid." She mostly muttered, now sunken into the seat.

You shouldn't have raved at her like that. Unpacking all that she said would've been much easier with a clear head. Now you were both stuck in this tension. Tears drying on your cheeks and snot in your nose, you wished things would be easier. You wished Regina had never been taught to think like she did, that she'd see herself like you saw her.

"I think you'll still be pretty when you're forty." You put it out there, going for casual.

"You don't have to lie." She huffed, assuredly rolling her eyes.

"I'm not lying. I don't think a few wrinkles are enough to ruin your face."

"I'm not gonna get wrinkles. By the time I'm old enough to get them, there's gonna be technology to prevent signs of ageing entirely."

You laughed at that. "Are you gonna pioneer that?"

"You think I'd be smart enough?"

"I think you're very intelligent, Regina."

"Hm." You could tell she was pleased, though she was looking away. "Take left here."

"Yes, ma'am."

Notes: I'm writing these abnormally fast. Usually, I'm a total sloth with these things. I guess the instant gratification of notes really is addicting. If I suddenly drop off, I promise I didn't die I just ran out of steam.

I have no idea how long this series will be. I have a general outline and character arcs going in my head, but I'm purposefully not drafting anything. I've noticed that when I plan too much I just feel like I've already written the story and don't wanna put any of the work in. So, with this method, though it has its flaws, I won't get bored of my own ideas!

Also, just to sort of put it out there in writing, they're meant to be flawed characters. OC might be self-aware to a point, but she too has her shortcomings. While Regina's more obviously flawed, neither of them are saints. They're teenagers with shitty home lives, they're gonna be fucked up. That also includes Janis and Cady. They're all dumb teenagers with unresolved issues.

Taglist: @autorasexy, @wedfan2, @unadulterated-moron, @modernsapphicism, @9unknown0, @sage-rose2000, @massive-honkas, @nattys-swiftie, @likefirenrain, @luz-enjoyer

[k0juki]

Wolf in sheep's clothing

Dark!Joost Klein x fem!reader

Warnings: (Joost is not famous in this!) stalking, bad behaviour, maybe paranoia? mentions of killing and mentions of dead people... NOT EDITED!

English is not my first language, so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors!

Wc. over 1500

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You always thought that you met Joost by accident. But was it really? With him you never know, and now you were pretty sure that it wasn't by accident. He is a man with charm, that's a very dangerous thing.

His blue eyes held more darkness than you had ever seen in anyone else. But there still was something in them, you just hoped it wasn't too late for him.

And even now that you aren't together, you still hoped there was some way to save him.

"By safe on your way home." Said your mother through the phone you had between your ear and shoulder.

"Yeah mom, I will. Don't worry, okay? I love you, bye." You ended the call and made your way home on the busy streets of Amsterdam. It was getting colder this time of year and you feared it would start snowing in a few weeks.

You hated that you had to lie to your mother, but it was for the best. She knew about your and Joost break up and she worried about you. And she would definitely get crazy if you told her the truth about your real parting.

It was a short trip home from the grocery store. Just around the corner, by the book store, where you always walk by. But you tried to walk here only during the day, not night. You saw in the news many times before how some doubtful people robbed other people near your apartment. This wasn't the best street to live on, but it was still your home after all.

The place you loved no matter what. Yes, it has some advantages and disadvantages, but what hasn't. And after you and Joost broke up, you tried to avoid this this shortcut as much as possible. You always thought that someone was watching you going through here, and now that you and Joost weren't together, you felt this feeling growth.

But it wasn't this unfamiliar gaze that scared you. No, you knew it very well who exactly it was. He is the one you should avoid, to hide from and to fear. Maybe you didn't know where he was, but you knew he was close.

You speed up a little and adjust your jacket around you with bag full of food in one hand and the other in your pocket. "It's alright Y/n, no-one is here, there's nothing to be scared of." You kept telling yourself, you were ready for everything.

"Y/n"

It was so quiet, you almost didn't hear it. You stopped in your tracks and slowly turned around. It was him, in all his glory. You didn't say anything. You couldn't, it was like he took all the oxygen and you just couldn't breathe.

"Y/n" he repeated and took a step towards you. But you couldn't move, it was like you were glued to the floor. Looking closer at him, you saw behind his glasses how his right eye was a bit swollen and purple around the corner. He didn't look good, in fact he scared you.

He stopped a few centimeters before you, practically breathing right in your face and you were sure, you were breathing just as hard.

"Wha..." you couldn't bring yourself to even speak properly, but you had to for your sake. "What are you doing here?" It was a simple question, but you didn't expect him to answer truthfully.

"I'm here to see you."

"No," Stepping back, you took your other hand out of your pocket, keeping distance between you and him. "You can't be here."

"Why not." This dull look in his ocean eyes wasn't the one you fell in love with, he wasn't your Joost. The one that cared for everyone so much all the time, even though he didn't have to. This wasn't your Joost that told you how much he loves you right when you woke up in the morning and before you fell asleep in his hold.

This wasn't him. This was someone else.

"You know why." Came out as a whisper. "We are done." You turned back around and continued your way home, you didn't stop even when you heard his voice calling after you.

"You can't keep doing this Y/n!"

He wasn't coming after you and you were glad, you just hoped you won't have to see him again.

As soon as you saw your apartment, you sighed and walked inside the building. He was gone.

Opening the door, you were greeted by loud meowing. It was like your cat brought you out of the trance. He was hungry and rubbed his head against your leg.

Kefir. He was a present from Joost and the name was an idea from him too. He knew how much you liked milk, so you immediately agreed. Your little nonstop meowing little Kefir.

You put the full bag on the counter after you made sure you locked the door. That night you couldn't sleep, how could you, and all because you saw something you shouldn't. It didn't had to end this way, but he had made his choice.

How can you hurt someone, let alone kill. This was twisted. Beyond disguising. And what was worse, you didn't told that to anyone, too scared to say something to someone. But you made your choice to break up with him. It didn't make you feel any less guilty, but you had to do something, anything at this point.

And you knew that if you looked out of the window, behind curtains, you would see him here standing with a cigarette in his mouth. How he was watching you every night for the past month since you broke up.

He scared you. Joost scared you.

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You woke up later than usual, but there was no wonder. When you went to sleep, the sun was already up. When you looked out of the window, he was no longer here.

"Are you hungry?" You asked the cat and he just meowed as you made your way to the kitchen. You put kefir granules and got ready for the day.

Then you made your way to work and after the whole day, you had to say, you had enough. All those rude people and their bizarre ideas how you could do your job better.

When you went home you couldn't help but notice certain things. He wasn't here. Normally he was right there waiting in some dark corner watching over you or going behind you in crowded streets.

You didn't think much of it, thinking he finally stopped following you around like a lost puppy. You took a deep breath and stepped inside the building and made your way to the fourth floor.  As you opened the door, you knew he was there, in your home that used to be your both.

You immediately noticed, but it wasn't for your cat, because he came to greet you as soon as you opened.

You knew he was here because he didn't follow you home. It was a strange thing for him to do, but you got used to it.

"How did you get in?"

You heard his chuckle and saw him step to the light of your living room.

"I don't want you here Joost. I made that clear." You said to him feeling confident, but that didn't mean you feared him any less.

"I didn't mean to scare you that night, you know?" He admitted and made his way slowly to you.

"Do you..." You began "Do you want me dead?"

He didn't answer that, you didn't expect him to. He looked at you and after so long, you finally saw something in his eyes other than emptiness. It was like he recognised you.

"Dead?" Joost asked and tilted his head to the side. "Y/n, I don't want you dead."

"Then why do you keep doing this? Why are you scaring me? Why did you kill that guy?"

"I love you, can't you see that?"

He looked desperate and ashamed of himself. Like he didn't recognise himself too. Looking down he pulled you closer by your waist and put his head on top of yours. He squeeze your waist and then whispered.

"You don't get it, I had to do it."

"Why?"

"Because of you. For you."

Now it was your turn to be quiet. Too scared to say something. You didn't return the hug he was holding you in and he noticed. You closed your eyes as you felt them fill with tears of psychical pain and regret for someone's life they couldn't live.

This only made him hold you closer and harder. You took a deep breath and whispered.

"It doesn't have to end this way."

"No, it was always going to end this way."

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Don't copy or translate my work. Also the picture is not mine, credit goes to owner.

A/n: idk how I should feel about this... it's not edited so... :))

[constantfragmentation]

It's bugging me...

The inconsistencies and a lack of detail and continuity in S2. S1 was all about the tiniest details.

Don't get me wrong, the animation is gorgeous, BUT --

The underwater scene is where Jinx lets Silco go.

He was RIDDLED with bullets. Yet, not a mark on him?

Why is his damaged eye closed? I thought he didn't have an eyelid. Artistically, I think having his lifeless eyes glazed over would have been more dramatic, considering it's Silco. Nah, he just sinks like Jack to the depths of the Titanic.

How deep IS the Pilt River?? I'm assuming that's where she 'buried' him.

The whole first act is so damn rushed.

No one seems to wonder what happened to Silco? He was only the main person holding the Underground together by the strands of his pomade hair. His death is a BIG deal, yet it's glossed over. No one questioned any of it???

Sevika is just, okay, let's move on like it's another day (granted, Zaunites are probably predisposed to be like that, but that doesn't make for good storytelling if you're not letting the audience in on anything), and chatting it up with Jinx as if they just bonded. I didn't feel that happen. I like that they low-key ripped into him post mortem, because that feels natural but what got them in that room together DOESN'T.

I want to know how these characters FEEL. You got that in spades during S1. But S2 is just expecting you to assume or they would attempt to take the time to use what would be great writing and evolving these characters.

Caitlin is hurting, I get it. But she went full Commando Psycho mode. Girl, everyone has lost parents, siblings, etc... She doesn't even flinch when Vi tells her Enforcers killed BOTH her parents. She's lost a beloved sister... but Cait is affronted when Vi shirks from becoming an Enforcer. Let's just forget what PIltover did to Zaun for generations and to LOADS of people.

Vi? Oh girl. What happened to you?

Jinx is a bit better but not much. I don't buy Silco's death was a zap to the brain to chill her out a bit. She's still my Chaos Queen but unless there is something to explain some shit in the following episodes, I'm going to be really ticked at the lack of care in characterizations with who are the supposed leads in this story.

Jesus Viktor. That's it. That's all I got.

Well, I did LOL when he woke up and gave Jayce the "bye Felicia" in 2.2 seconds.

We don't get to know what Ekko is thinking since all this shit went down? As far as he knows, Jinx is dead and to learn to she bombed Piltover?

The music videos substituting for the plot are REALLY bugging me. It's lazy writing. The music was used well in S1 to ENHANCE the scene (well, except for giving Imagine Dragons an animated cameo). Here, it's used as exposition, but it's not nearly good enough.

Useless characters and side-characters. Poorly executed plot devices. Uninteresting plot devices and trying to use the S1 parallels for characterizations.

S1 took time to introduce and flesh out these characters, even the side-characters.

We only had Vander for 3 episodes but he was a HUGE character. Marcus, Mylo, Claggor, Benzo, Grayson, Finn.... all were interesting and played an important part.

Jayce continues to be blah. So I'm not bothered.

Ambessa looks to be the new villain but it's not hitting with me. Plus, there's zero foreshadowing on some stuff in her arc that would have been useful last season.

I like Mel but I'm waiting to see what happens with her.

Hermydingding going all Mission Impossible. Just stop. Does he not give two furry fucks about what happened to his fellow councilmembers and Piltover?

I feel like RIot is trying to shove way too much into one season and sacrificing good story-telling to do it.

I miss the details.

So far, I'm really underwhelmed with this season.

[xoxo-sarah]

Not Leaving

↝pairing: Daryl Dixon x fem!reader

↝warning:age gap ( not disclosed), angst, suggestive?? Not really, not proofread, Daryl's abandonment issues, reader has lived in the Commonwealth her whole life

|| Disclaimer: I do not own Daryl Dixon, or any character from AMC's The Walking Dead. I only own y/n and any characters I create with my own brain. ||

↝⎙ 1.2.24

It took a while for you two to actually consider what you have a “relationship”. You and Daryl began talking, sharing stories, and it turned into more. Sleepless night on the rooftop of his apartment building in the Commonwealth just chatting about anything and everything. He was a tough cookie to crack, but you did it. The way his eyes lit up when you brought up something he had talked about before, it always made your heart flutter. No one had ever made him feel this way. The feeling had Daryl a little on edge the first few times he was around you. He had never had time to feel before. He tried, but it didn't work out. He had time at the Commonwealth. He could walk around without the heavy feeling of having to look over his shoulder for walkers. Now he had to look for people who could switch on you any second. But he still had time to relax. And he didn't know if he enjoyed that or not, until he met you.

"Judith!" You yelled towards her room. The kids were running late for school and you woke up before Daryl. Usually, he'd leave you in bed when he helped the kids for school in the mornings. You'd come out of the room and tell the kids goodbye before they walked out the door, you and Daryl getting ready for "work". It still felt weird to have to get the kids ready for school instead of teaching them how to shoot and defend themselves against the dead.

Judith came running out of her room, hair brush in her hand as she slung her backpack against the kitchen table. "I fixed lunch for you two."you smiled. RJ grumbled in return, rubbing his eyes as he stood in the kitchen door, backpack hanging off his shoulder, zipper open.

You were quick to brush Judith's hair for her-with how long it was getting, while she ushered RJ over. Putting his lunch in his bag, fixing it on his shoulders, and zipping it all the way, she was proud of her work.

"It's raining." Daryl's morning voice grumbled, his eyes set on you and your own work. He went to the rack by the door, getting the kids' jackets.

RJ was leaning against the counter, eyes closed, tired body slightly swaying. "Here, buddy." Daryl kneeled, which wasn't the best idea. His knees popped as he sunk to the floor, helping the kid's arms into the jacket, zipping it up and putting the hood up. His knees popped again when he went to stand. You couldn't help but find it amusing.

Judith reached for her own jacket, putting it on as you put the hairbow in the end of the braid. "Lunch?" Daryl asked.

"Got it."

Daryl looked at you, "they brush their teeth?"

"Yep." Judith answered for you and slug her backpack over her shoulders.

"Homework?"

"She helped with it last night. Bye, love you!" Judith was walking out the door, waving while leading her sleepy brother out by her side. As the door closed, you huffed, leaning against the counter.

Daryl watched you for a while, not knowing what to say, until he opened his mouth. "They really like ya."

You look up at him, smiling. "I'm glad. They're good kids." You began walking over to him, putting your arms around his shoulders. "You did a good job with 'em."

On the outside, it was hard to see how much he was proud of those kids. It was especially hard to see how you and your praise affected him. It was scary sometimes.

It was a few days later, heavy rain beating down on the roof, boots soaked from walking from your own apartment all the way across the town to Daryl's. He hadn't talked to you- at all. If anything, he was ignoring you. While cleaning out walkers for Mercer, he didn't spare you a glance, buddying up with Rosita-who shot you a confused glance. The only other person who seemed to know what was going on was Carol. Who just so happened to open the door when you forcefully knocked against it. She was quick to cover up her surprise at your presence.

"Is Daryl home?"

"He's busy-"

"I need to talk to him." You weren't about to budge. You deserved an explanation.

"Daryl!" Judith yelled towards the room you and Daryl usually shared. Daryl poked him head out, spotting you.

Carol looked back at you, smiling and moving aside to let you in.

Daryl turned, a silent understanding for you to follow him.

"So," you pulled the dry shirt- that Daryl gave to you when you walked into his room, shirt soaked- closer to your body. "You're scared."

He huffed swaying as he looked at his feet.

It was a reasonable thing to be scared of, especially with everything that has happened to him so far.

"I'm not leaving," your voice was firm. "Not unless you give me a reason to." Daryl didn't spare a glance at you, counting the chips in the old wood that creaked under his weight. "Or you want me to."

"that's what they all say." You managed to barely hear his words with his mumbling.

Your heart squeezed in on itself. You having lived in the walls of the Commonwealth for almost all your life, you were sheltered. People who came into your life stayed until nature took its course or things took a quick turn in town. You still had friends who you smiled and laughed with, with years of friendship and knowledge of each other. You all were sheltered. That doesn't mean you don't have issues. Daryl didn't think about that. He was focusing on his own issues that made him feel unlovable.

He heard you walk over, standing right in front of him. For the first time since you stepped foot into his apartment, he looked up into your eyes. His eyes watched your lips mold into a saddened smile.

You lead him over to his bed that was held off the floor by wood pallets, your legs were crouching over his before he knew it, your hands dropping to his shoulders. A popping sound made you smile change to an amused one, instead of sad. "Sorry, old man. Forgot your knees are weak and fragile."

"aren' ya jus' hilarious."

After a moment of silence, you were back to being serious. "I'm here to stay. You're not getting rid of me that easily."

He nodded, not so scared that you leaving-that would shatter not only him, but the kids that grew so close to you- was not happening anytime soon.

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[keldabekush]

do you have any favorite fic recs that are fox/coruscant guard centered? there are a couple i've found that are really good but a lot of the fox tag is him in a more minor role with the focus on like cody or rex or jedi etc

Yeah i have a few! Here are some that i keep rereading - I'm putting them under the cut!

Politicians In My Eyes by jaigeye

Fox looks down at his armor, awash with blood. There are no identifying marks on him anymore. He's as red as Coruscant

CHTHONIC by catboydogma

Not even two days later, Fox revised his opinion. This wasn’t a disaster. This was a Grade-A, first order, fresh off the hot plate fuckfest. Fox’s day had gone something like this: lay in bed. Get up. Knock back some of the sludge in the mess masquerading as caf. Go through forms. Fill out forms. Bust open a closet in which the Senators for Uyter and Kinyen had both managed to get “stuck” in. Go through more forms. Fill out more forms. Get called up to the Senate dome to tell a Senator that no, the Guard did not address noise complaints. Find that the stack of datapads on his desk had somehow tripled over the last two hours. Despair at the state of his inbox. Etcetera, etcetera. And then.

dead dog (bye-bye baby blue) by batchmates

The way it happens is simple: at some point during your service in the Guard, you’ll lose time. The thing wiping the Guards’ memories gets sloppy and Fox remembers the order not to let Fives leave the surface alive. It changes everything and nothing at all.

Life During Wartime by chermit

Commander Fox has a lot on his plate: managing his Corries, filling out piles of forms, dealing with obnoxious Senators, and not thinking about the way he keeps waking up covered in other people's blood. All that considered, he really doesn't have time to deal with being investigated by the Captain of the 501st and the Head of the Jedi Order for two separate murders he (probably) didn't (want to) commit. But Fox is a soldier, and good soldiers follow orders, so when does he ever get what he wants?

Commander Fox's Guide to Touring Coruscant by kakashikrazy256

The painkiller he had been giving just half an hour prior is still working fine, leaving him relatively...alright. Nothing hurts particularly bad, but there’s a fuzziness layered over everything, making it hard to think too hard on anything beyond the first thoughts running through his head. Go inside. Find the rest. Sit down. Drink. Don’t say anything stupid. Don’t get caught. And...and just be there to properly enjoy the company of his brothers. Don’t forget these memories. / Fox gets injured but decides to keep it secret for the sake of his batchmates. For the prompt 'is that a bloodstain?!'

their days are darker by always_a_slut_for_hc

After the death of ARC Trooper Fives, an altercation at 79's leads Wolffe to spend his leave snooping around the Coruscant Guard. Fox assumes he'll drop it and leave the Corries to their fate; it's what everyone else has done. He is very, very wrong.

The Last Reason by meerlicht

Cody has a scar now, and it’s the only thing that differentiates him from Fox appearance-wise. For one, they both have the same circles under their eyes. Fox assumes that’s what comes with being a Commander. Their hands are the same, too, damaged and bruised at all times. But the biggest difference Fox sees when he looks at Cody isn’t the scar. It’s the rage. Cody doesn’t wear that same rage. Fox’s hands ache with the need to punch something.   Or: Fox dealing with Senators, little brothers, the terrifying ordeal of asking for help and a menace called Quinlan Vos.

[life-winners-liveblog]

Watching Double Life Epilogue

Grian: Scar? Scar? SCAR?

3L!Scar: I'm here! I'm here!

Grian: Oh good, I've been searching for you everywhere!

3L!Scar: You have?

Grian: Wha- Yes! Of course I have! You just kissed me and then ran off!

3L!Scar: Well I didn't really run... and I just kissed your hand I was just-

Grian: Scar.

3L!Scar: Sorry ... I just wanted to make sure other me was ok, he didn't look like he was dealing well with the tension in the room.

Grian: So he's ok now then?

3L!Scar: Yeah, I think so at least... are those flowers?

Grian: It's a bouquet...yes. I got them for you.

Scar: Well I don't know what that word is but thanks! ... I love them.

~~~~~~

Pearl: Oh? Who's there?

Scar: It's me, Scar... I got the flowers... Are you feeling better?

Pearl: Well not much, but I think I can talk.

Scar: Good! Good! That's very good!

Pearl: I'm sorry for ... earlier...

Scar: I tought you hated me...

Pearl: Why would I hate you Scar?

Scar: I saw you were struggling and I didn't do anything! I just froze! Like an idiot!

Pearl: Scar, It's ok, you couldn't have done anything.

Scar: ...That doesn't really make me feel much better... I was afraid I lost one if the only friends I had left...

Pearl: I guess we are both terrible at having friends huh?

Scar: Ha! Yeah...

Pearl: I'll stay gere a bit more, I doubt the plants will settle anytime soon?

Scar: ... Yeah, what's up with that.

Pearl: I can try to explain I guess...

~~~~~

Martyn: Hi? Is Scott here?

Cleo: Hello there Martyn.

Scott: ...

Martyn: ...?

Scott: Hi Martyn.

Martyn: Scott, can we speak in private real quick?

Scott: Why w-

Cleo: Oh I can leave, no problem, bye!

Scott: Cleo don't-

*but they already left*

~~~~~~

Grian: So... what now?

3L!Scar: I don't think I'll be able to stay here much longer G. It's the winner void not "the winner plus Scar void".

Grian: ...How soon?

3L!Scar: We still have some time before that...some good time...some goodtimes you could say even... I don't think I'll be here when you guys start Limited Life.

Grian: Then...

3L!Scar: Then let's spend this time together, make the most of it.

Grian: That sounds like a plan.

~~~~~

Pearl: So, I was in Empires and I remember died there.

Scar: Like dead-dead?

Pearl: Yes, dead dead.

Scar: Then how were you in Hermitcraft? Or here?

Pearl: I think I got split in two... I was revived without memories of Empires and sent to Hermitcraft and later Double Life... the other kept the memories of Empires and ascended to become Santa Perla.

Scar: Then how did you...un-split?

Pearl: That is a question for Martyn, whatever he did is what caused it in the first place. On one hand I think I got my memories back, on the other...

*she motions to the flowers growing around her*

Scar: W-well I like them, and look I also have flowers on me so now we match! *He points to the poppies and lilies in his robe*

Pearl: I guess so mate...

~~~~~~~

Scott: Why are you here Martyn, I told you I wanted some spa-

Martyn: I *sigh* I want to tell you what's going on.

*Scott's eyes widen*

Scott: I... I didn't expect that... sit down Martyn I'll get you some tea.

Martyn: *sigh* Yeah, thank you Scott.

Scott: So, you'll tell me everything?

Martyn: No, I'll tell you my part of the story, Grian has his own things that are his to explain.

Scott: Alright, I can agree to that.

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[slut4megantheestallion]

She

Summary: Ethan and Y/n are roomates, but Ethan had always had a thing for y/n and he secretly stalks you and watches you through your bedroom window he's been secretly obsessed with you for months, watching your every move, finding out your class schedule and finding out and be possessive of exes you had in the past, Until y/n secretly gets a phone call from a raspy voice who wants to play a game with her.

Ethan has been obsessed with you ever since you have been in the group, he loves your cute sexy outfits that barely cover anything , and boy does he love to stare. He stalks your every move he knows that you love shopping everyday with your other friends, he knows that your failing every single one of your classes, as much as he likes to say this Ethan knows that your not that smart but he still loves everything about you.

He was very jealous when you had a boyfriend in the group, Ethan would stalk you and your little boyfriend, he was a football player and he started dating y/n like 4 months ago. Everywhere y/n goes Ethan goes. Ethan knows that you went to your boyfriends football games, shopping together, making out outside of school, and the one time y/n brought her boyfriend home. Y/n knew Ethan wasn't home since he was with his study group but that doesn't mean Ethan wasn't watching, Ethan secretly watches y/n and her little pet having sex in her bedroom window, Ethan gets turned on by your moans but he was furious that she was fucking a guy that wasn't him, Ethan had to take him out. Sooner or later when y/n's boyfriend left her and kissed her goodnight. He left and was walking his way home he heard weird noise so he looked back but nothing was there, so he kept walking but he heard footsteps he turned around and saw Ghostface standing right in front of him stabbing him in the chest until he fell to the ground, Ethan maniacally laughs and starts stabbing him over and over until he was dead, he dragged his body in the corner in the darkness.

Y/n's boyfriends death was all over the news, y/n stopped going out with her friends to the mall, and has been stuck in her dorm room, y/n was around Ethan alot, Ethan wasn't complaining he was glad that asshole was dead and y/n was around him more.

He loves your breast, plump lips, your pink outfits you wear every single day, he loves your butterfly belly button piercing,he loves the way you sit on his lap when your scared it really turns him on and gives him a hard on, But the shocking news is that Ethan and Y/n are roommates.

I know he doesn't like to mention it because the group never knew that Ethan was roommates with Y/n, And don't get the group wrong they love Y/n but they tend to leave her out of things because for not being the smartest in the group, If Ethan didn't have pretend to be Ghostface he would kill every single one of the group take Y/n for his own.

"Hey, Y/n I'm going to go with My study group for econ, I'll be back later." Ethan told y/n as he starts to head out the door.

"You pinky promise ?" Y/n said coming up to Ethan holding out her pinky from him to do the same before he leaves.

"Oh, right, yeah I pinky promise." Ethan said as he stutters around and pinky promises y/n before he leaves.

Y/n giggles and hugs Ethan tightly,Ethan can feels her breast which almost made him grunt but luckily Y/n didn't hear him.

" OK, bye Y/n." Ethan said as he went to the Door and left.

"Well it looks I'm here by myself, I'm gonna go shower." Y/n said talking to herself as she go take a shower for the night.

As Y/n went to the bathroom and turn the water on she takes off all over clothes and get in the shower.

Y/n get her strawberry scented shampoo and put it in her hair she starts washing it off, Y/n starts getting a rag and adding soap and scrubbing her body, as much as Ethan loves the way y/n dresses he is in love with her scent, he loves her strawberry scented hair and her body smelling of vanilla.

Not to mention Ethan loved stalking y/n through the window he sees her walking naked around the house, he would jerk of the thought of your naked body, seeing you in your little shorts that were too short that he could see your pink lacy underwear, you tank tops which shows your perky breasts, he loves when you wear lip gloss he imagines y/n kissing every part of his body.

As y/n steps out the shower she gets her towel starts drying every part of her body, as y/n starts drying herself off she starts putting on deodorant and moisturizing her body.

Y/n looks through her draws getting her red lacy pare underwear and putting on some hello kitty designed shorts and hello kitty tank top.

As y/n made it to the living room she sat down on the couch grabbing the remote turning it on to watch reality TV shows, as y/n giggles watching the drama goes down, all of a sudden your phone vibrates and you look down to see the caller ID says 'Unknown' but you picked it up thinking it was one of your boy toys.

"Hello? " you said seductively. "Hello." Said a man in a deep but raspy voice. "Who is this ?" Y/n questioned.

" My little sweet bimbo doll, those shorts really compliment your ass for every man to see huh? " The man says panting slightly. You roll your eyes in annoyance. "If you wanted a picture of my ass just say that."

" No, you sweet dumb thing I wanna see more than just your ass, sweetheart."

"Really? What do you want to see mystery man?" Y/n said turned on buy kinda intrigued.

"How about we play a game? You like games don't you?" He questions.

"Yeah." Y/n responded nodding her head, biting her lips.

"Strip naked, just because you can't see me doesn't mean I'm not there." He says you can tell he's smirking like this is a joke to him.

You put your phone on the couch putting it on speaker phone. You slowly took off your crop top leaving you bare. The man hummed in satisfaction. You nervously took off you shorts leaving you in your underwear this time it was red. " Is that a new pair, God the things you make me wanna do to you." He laughed.

Y/n started think about how the man on the phone sounded oddly familiar. You were practically wet, dripping down your thighs, your nipples were hard. " Mhm." You heard the man said as you saw a figure from the corner of your eye.

"God, your body is just perfect." You saw a man in a Ghostface costume, He walked up to you and slightly pushed you onto the couch, you on the bottom. He pressed his knee between your thighs holding your waist. "You look so cute like this." Ghostface said but something clicked from the familiar voice.

"Ethan?" You whispered in shock as he takes off his Ghostface mask smiling.

Ethan leans down and kisses y/n as Y/n moans through the kiss.

"You make the most prettiest noises, maybe if I fucked you really good you'll keep this a secret."

[eddiesxangel]

Hellooo today is my birthday, sooo since im alone and nobody came to wish me a happy birthday,cab you do one where Eddie is the only one that remembers reader birthday and decides to reunite the whole Hellfire club to give a party that reader (us) deserve 🌹🌹🥳😘🥰

OMG HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART 🩷🫂 ( I hope I can help with the birthday blues 🥺) my birthday is also this month, Gemini twin! ♊️ 👯‍♀️

Sometimes, you dread today because the impending disappointment is always there... Did you expect everyone to wish you a happy birthday? No. But you still want at least one person to acknowledge your day, especially your best friend.

Yet, here we are, 3:00pm and still not a call or mention of anything remotely birthday related.

You impatiently watched the clock that hung on the wall of Family Video tick, watching the minutes pass so slowly. It was dead, but what did you expect? It's three in the afternoon on a Wednesday, and not many people come in on weekdays to be in with... Until you see a familiar metalhead bopping past the large window and through the door, making his grand entrance.

"Sorry, I'm late, sweetheart." He schmoozed as we walked towards you at the checkout counter.

"It only took you long enough," you rolled your eyes, suppressing the feeling of our heart fluttering; maybe he remembered after all.

"Come on, what kind of best friend would I be if I didn't at least apologize for returning this fantastic movie six days late?" he smirked as he leaned an elbow on the counter.

There it was, the inevitable disappointment. He had forgotten.

With a heavy sigh, you take the slasher film from his grasp and think for a split second about not waving the late fee.

"This was supposed to be in on May 30th... It's now the fifth." You deadpan, hoping maybe something clicks.

"I know that sweetheart, but now I have an excuse to see my best friend at work on her birthday." He smiles knowingly.

The breath you didn't know you were holding gets released, and you cannot help but smile.

"You didn't think I had forgotten?!" Eddie steps back dramatically while metaphorically clutching his pearls.

"Well, since you're the first one to acknowledge my birthday and it's..." you look at the clock you've been watching all shift. "3:49pm. Yea, I didn't think anyone would have remembered." You look down, playing with your nails.

"What do you mean the first to acknowledge your birthday?"

"Exactly that," you shrugged.

" You mean like no one has said happy birthday yet?" He raised a curious brow. " Not Dustin, Mike, Max, Erica?" He could go on bit you cut him off by shaking your head no.

"Well, I am sure glad I got to be the first." He smiles, and you can't help but smile back. Eddie has always been a good friend. Ever since you met in high school when you became a part of the Hellfire club, you've been inseparable ever since.

The back door opens, catching both your and Eddie's attention, and Steve walks out, chewing on a half-eaten sandwich.

"Sup, Munson," He mumbles.

"Come in to wish y/n here a Happy Birthday," he emphasized, and you could not help but roll your eyes.

"Today is your birthday?!" He almost choked on his food. " Why didn't you say something!?"

"It's not a big deal."

"It is! and it makes me look like a total ass."

"Steve, stop. You're not an ass... Doofus, maybe, but not an ass." You giggle.

"I'll give you that because it's your birthday. Happy Birthday"

"Thanks, Stevie"

"So, any big plans? He asks, looking at you, then to Eddie, then back at you.

"Umm, no, not really."

"Yes"

You and Eddie say in unison, and you look at your friend quizzically.

" Don't make any plans for Saturday night, okay?" he taps the counter before taking off.

"Okay? Bye?" You wave after him, confused as ever.

"He's so weird." Steve looks to you.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

*

The rest of the week was average and went by quickly. The only thing Eddie told you was that you were expected to come to his apartment at 7:30 p.m. Which you did.

You knocked on the door and heard Eddie shushing people from the other side. With a huge grin on his face, he leads you into the apartment, and then around the corner, you're ambushed by your friends yelling, "Surprise!"

"Oh my god, what is this?!" you smile, this was very unexpected. Everyone was in their old Hellfire shifts and stood around a table that had been set up for a game of DND with some gifts beside it on the floor.

"We are celebrating your birthday." Eddie nudges your shoulder.

Tears threaten to form as you take in the sweet gesture Eddie set up for you.

"You did this from me?" You try not to sniffle but fail.

"Of course he did!" Dustin pipes in.

"Happy Birthday," Mike smiles. and the rest follow suit.

"Please tell me you didn't get me presents." You notice the gift bags sitting beside the table.

"Of course we did! What kind of friends would we be?"

"One's who forgot her actual birthday until I reminded them," Eddie sneered.

"It 's okay, we are all here now together; thank you guys, this means the world." And it did. Nothing meant more to you than spending time with the people you loved, playing a game you all love, and having fun.

It had been so long since the last Hellfire meeting, and you were so happy they could all make time from their busy lives to spend it with you.

"Ok, let's eat and then play!" Eddie turns to the kitchen, and you follow.

"Thank you, Eddie. I don't know how else I can show you how grateful I am for you."

"No need to thank me, sweetheart. What are friends for?" He leans in and gives you a wet kiss on the cheek, making that the second time this week Eddie's made your heart flutter.

[dewdr0pz]

hey friend! tis me back again hahah

this is gonna sound so random but anyways i was thinking.. reader coming home to hear wilbur shouting away in his room (he’s streaming for once LMAO) and deciding to just chill in the living room/bedroom for a bit. and then when wilbur’s finished and he surprised to see reader and he’s so happy to them and just aah :,) 🫶 and i had the idea of smth like a cozy night in with wilbur?? and i was wondering if u had any thoughts on that or if u wanted to write about it maybe! no pressure at all to do any of that tho <3

i hope ur having a nice dayyy! 💕

💗 You're Back! 💗

a/n: stopppppp this is so cute!! also why did my writing get really good during this

summary: read the ask

contains: excited Wilbur, tired reader, tooth-rotting fluff, pet names, kissing, & silly Haunty shenanigans overall

words: 702

tags: @zuuriell @somebody-v @vibestillaxxx @ax-y10 @joviepog@themonsterunderurmom @ogelizasoot @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza@artistphantom @lexx-the-gay-rubber-ducky @finleyforevermore @poraphia @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @mysticalsoot @21-cats-in-a-trenchcoat @strangleetomz (let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged)

At around 5pm, you finally got home after an exhausting day at work. You, of course, loved your job; it was your dream job, after all! Some days were more tiring than others.

You took your shoes off & put them near the door next to Wilbur's scuffed, untied Dr. Martens that had lost their shine years ago, unlike your darling boyfriend, who always seemed to have some sort of lively spark about him that nobody could quite have for themselves, which is rather peculiar, since he writes incredibly heart-wrenching songs nowadays. The shoes were massive compared to yours, almost like a clown's.

In the office, you heard shouting & laughter. You didn't think your boyfriend would be streaming, since he hadn't streamed since October, & he never mentioned any upcoming streams. Maybe he was treating the livestream like he treated Mammalian Sighing Reflex & did it unannounced to surprise people. Not wanting to interrupt him, you walked into the bedroom to take off your work clothes & change into sweatpants & Wilbur's brown hoodie that still had the smell of earthy, soothing cologne & petrichor lingering on the soft fabric. You checked yourself in the mirror. You looked okay, except for the fact that your eyes were drooping & you looked almost like you were going to collapse & fall asleep on the floor if you did any excessive movements. You yawned & stretched your arms above your head, hearing a few cracks & pops as you did such from not cracking anything all day. You then cracked your neck & knuckles, & both of them made loud pop & crack & crunch sounds. You finger-combed through your hair, tugging through the knots while wincing. You looked very dead. Abandoning the rule you made for yourself not to bother Wilbur during streams, you slowly opened the office door just a crack, making sure not to make any loud creaks.

"So, I think that'll be all today, chat!" Wilbur smiled. "Thank you all for coming. I'm so sorry I haven't been streaming as much, I've just got Lovejoy things to do. We're all very busy all the time. Here, let's have you all raid...Philza. Go raid him. Bye, chat!" He clicked the "Stop streaming" button on his PC & sighed. Since his spinny chair was still facing the PC setup, you were able to come around & hug him from behind.

"Hello," you mumbled sleepily. "I'm back."

"Angel! You're back!" Wilbur sprang up from his seat & picked you up & spun you around, causing you to laugh. When he stopped, he sat down on the chair with you in his lap. "How was work, love? Everything go okay at work?"

You shrugged. "It wasn't bad, per se, but it was just exasperating. Nobody was rude or crass to me, but I'm just really tired." Wilbur made a small "ah" sound & nodded.

"Do you want to go cuddle in bed & drink some tea?" Wilbur asked, playing with your fingers. "Do you want to do that? Or we could do something else."

"Tea & cuddles sound nice," you said. Wilbur nodded & picked you up & walked you to the kitchen. He still kept you in his arms while he made tea, softly asking you which tea flavor you preferred & which mug you wanted, or if you even wanted a mug or if you just wanted a glass. You two waited in the kitchen while the tea was being prepared, with Wilbur rocking you back & forth to a symphony only he could hear. When the whistling of the tea kettle echoed through the kitchen, he poured the two mugs of tea & handed you one as he grabbed the other & walked back to the bedroom. He cautiously placed you on the bed to make sure neither of you spilled the tea onto the soft white sheets. When he sat down on the bed, you immediately scooted over to him & cuddled up to him with his arm over your shoulders & your head buried in the crook of his neck. & you two just stayed like that for an uncountable amount of time.

Thank goodness you came back.

[satureja13]

After the Boys did what they could for the Grim Reaper for the time being, they started their day with their yoga/meditation/tantra practise.

Somehow the Little Goats are always attracted to Vlad ^^' And not only the goats. Even Kiyoshi can feel the air heating up by the way Ji Ho looks at Vlad. While Vlad, the master of self control, tried to not look Ji Ho's way to keep things from getting even more awkward between them. Breathe in through the nose - breathe out through the mouth. Repeat. (And Freezer Boney already became friends with Logan, Wicket and Skully.)

Then they went down to the lagoon to cool down. And seize the short time they have here at Tartosa until their meeting with Ms Coombes and athena.

Poor Sai is still sad he wasn't able to spend the night with Jeb. He urgently has to come up with some ideas to seduce him. But how, if he's constantly keeping his distance to Sai? That's ridiculous. Jack and Kiyoshi are more intimate with each other as mates, just mates, or whatever they are, than Sai and Jeb as a couple...

Jeb: "Come in, Vlad. The water is wonderful!"

Same crap as last year when they'd been here and Jeb was avoiding him.

Such a beautiful day! It's still warm here at Tartosa and the water in the lagoon is just right.

And since the holiday season is over, they have the place for themselves.

Well almost. Some guy started chatting with Jeb... Until they noticed Sai torpedoing right in their direction ö.Ö'

If Sai can't have Jeb, no one else will. Some guy: "Eh - I have to go. Bye."

Jack and Kiyoshi separated from the others and went to the beach. Jack was building diligently and pondered about their mateship and the times they had been in their secret relationship.

Kiyoshi must have had the same thoughts: "I'm glad we don't have to hide anymore and that we can talk openly about anything." Jack: "We'll do that, right? And it won't be weird." Kiyoshi: "We will. And it won't." Jack: "I could have never imagined we'd ever be so comfortable around each other. Even when we were together, I'd been nervous and anxious all the time." Kiyoshi: "And I'd been so pressured to treat you right and then I did everything wrong all the way." Jack: "Well, not everything. Our woohoos had been epic." Kiyoshi agreed with a hum. They remembered their epic woohoos for a while - until they got reminded of just how tight these swimming trunks are, and they stopped. Jack changed the subject: "And I never understood what you wanted from me." Kiyoshi: "Now you can feel it too. That we're fated mates. *he let out a laugh* All it needed was getting struck by lightning." Jack: "So, what when the heat strikes me again, will... will you - eh, help me - again? Getting rid of it?" Kiyoshi: "Sure. Anytime. I mean, if it's ok for you?" Jack smiled, relieved: "More than ok. Thanks, mate." Then Jack thought that sand pile looked a bit like a 🍑 and got distracted again...

Too soon it was time to leave and get ready for their meeting. Sai: "Are you trying to bury Kiyoshi like Vlad and me last year?" Jack laughed: "Aouwww, that was fun! But no. I'm building a dam to keep the water at bay so we have more space at the beach." (Even though the beach is so large, there is only a small areal where you can actually place your towels and stuff. When I told Jack to build in the sand, he already had to kneel in the water -.-) And poor Sai didn't even notice how longing Jeb looks after him! But it's for the better I guess, since that guy is still with Jeb ö.Ö'

Ji Ho: "If you're planning to bury Kiyoshi like Vlad and Sai last year, he's lying behind you ;) " Jack laughed and played along: "Ah, dammit ^^' "

Outtakes

The Little Goats also practice yoga. Here, Little Goat shows us how to do the 'Dead Goat' pose... It's not as easy as it looks though, keeping your arms and legs in the air for a while at that angle...🐐

The second time Ji Ho kind of glitches here in the lagoon. Last year, he changed into his sports outfit while still in mermaid shape (trousers and shoes too ö.ö) And here he's doing the crawl, which is not his usual mermaid swimming style.

Greg tends to show up to look after his son ;)

With bored confidence ^^' Or does even he look a bit worried? Or sad and curious (since he lifted one eyebrow)? I'm having such a hard time reading faces... I have no idea if that comes from my face blindness or autism. How does he look for you?

And when they left, the guy who chatted with Jeb, finished Jack's 'dam' because he thinks it's a project worth finishing ^^' Vlad is applauding him for his determination.

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[huckleberrykai]

hueningkai ~ can't keep my hands to myself

pairing: kai x fem!reader summary: your first time with your sweet boyfriend who can't help but think about your pretty hands genre: soft smut + fluff ! warnings: 18+ only!!, fem-bodied reader, pet names (lots of princess i'm sorry i'm weak), lowkey perv kai, cumming in his pants lol, body worship kinda, fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected (don't do this lol !), creampie, lots of boob lovin' notes: this is my first attempt at writing smut i still dk if im gonna post it but if ur seeing this heyyyy i did it, i got a bit carried away but damn i want him so bad (update: i'm posting it it's been sat here for like a month lolz) word count: 2.6k (oops) click here for my masterlist!

dating kai was just about the best experience you'd ever had.

sure you were still in the early stages of your relationship - the honeymoon phase as some would put it - but the two of you just clicked so well. he was funny, sweet, tall, and absolutely the most gorgeous man you could have fallen for.

he thought the same about you too. he couldn't believe he found someone so close to perfect as you. he knew nobody was truly perfect, and you had to have flaws, but it was three months down the line and he still couldn't pick out anything that truly bothered him.

your voice soothed him, your words calmed him, your smile made his heart light up like you were his personal sunshine, and your hands... well he had a lot of thoughts about your hands.

it's no secret kai is a touchy person. even before you started dating he'd always be holding your hands or asking you to massage him or run your pretty fingers through his hair. you'd always be happy to oblige, touching him made you just as happy as it did him ~ but over time kai's thoughts began to wander.

he wondered what your hands would look like caressing your beautiful body, or how your nose would scrunch up as your fingers wandered down to play with yourself in the dead hours of the night. he wondered what marks your perfect manicure would make on his back after a night of ravaging you until your legs didn't work. his favourite thought was what you'd look like on your knees in front of him, pretty little hands pumping his thick cock until he'd cum on your tongue ~ all needy for him and his load <3

the amount of time he spent jerking off to the thought of you was far more than he'd like to admit. sometimes he'd even scroll down your instagram to find his favourite pictures to look at while thinking about his naughty fantasies. in a few of them, you'd be wearing a shirt that was a little more low cut than you usually wore, or maybe it would be the ones with you in your favourite miniskirt, your pretty thighs all on display for him. god, he wished he could be buried between them. his face, his fingers, his cock ~ he'd give you whatever you asked for.

the furthest you'd ever gone was grinding on his lap while you made out. he was addicted to the taste of your tongue, and when you started pushing down on his already embarrassingly hard erection... well... the poor boy just couldn't help it.

"ah-"

before he knew it he'd made a mess of himself, and you'd barely even done anything. "are you okay?" you asked, worry crossing your features as you looked at him completely oblivious. he looked panicked, not to mention bright red.

"y- ahem- yes... i uh- i should go actually, i think i have a meeting i forgot about! yeah! it's um... super important! but i'll call you okay? love you! bye!"

he definitely left you confused when he ran out of your apartment, but you didn't question it. either he just got too excited and panicked, or he really did have a meeting to attend. either way, you didn't mind, but he really left you high and dry ~ unbeknownst to you he was running home to clean up the mess you'd made of him, and in thinking about it he made an even bigger mess in the shower >.<

although, the next time you were in such a situation, you weren't letting him go so easy ~

"Y/N..." he whimpered as you kissed his neck, careful not to make too many marks - as much as you wanted to, he did have a strict job after all.

you started slowly grinding down on him as you sat on his lap on the couch, careful not to push him too far too soon. "hueningie," you whispered into his neck, lips not quite leaving his skin. you felt the movement in his throat when he gulped, hands squeezing your hips.

"do-," you cleared your throat, feeling nervous, "do you want to go further baby?" you asked.

cue windows startup sound

you lifted yourself to meet his eyes, and the look on his face was a sight to behold. his plush lips were swollen and shiny from your messy kisses, and his face, sculpted by the gods, had a pink hue. his big eyes were glazed over, but wide and excited as he nodded, "mm, please," his big hands came up to toy with your bra strap that peeked out of the neckline of your kai's oversized shirt. "want you so bad, please let me make you feel good princess, 'm dying to touch you."

"then touch me ~"

that was all he needed to hear before scooping you up by your ass and carrying you to your bedroom. after he plopped you down in the centre of your bed ungracefully, he ripped his shirt off as if he had 30 minutes left to live. you were living for horny kai though - and he'd be blind if he thought you didn't want him as much as he wanted you.

you took off your own shirt and laid back as he hovered over you, pushing his lips to yours in a messy but magical kiss. he still seemed shy ~ but his instincts and need to fuck you overrode all of that.

"can i touch you here?" he'd whisper as his hands grazed your breasts. lost in his kisses and gentle touches, all you could do was nod. "baby, use your words. i want to know that you want this ~" he'd tease, but still with a serious undertone. "yes, please," you breathed out. "you can touch me wherever you want."

god, he needed to pinch himself.

you sat up a little to unhook your bra, then laid back under him. it didn't even take him a second to reach out and pull your cute lingerie away and his eyes blew wide with lust when your cute hands he spend so long dreaming about landed on your breasts.

kai was a boob man through and through, and the sight of you underneath him in only your favourite miniskirt and panties playing with your pretty tits for him drove him insane. as much as it pained him, he pushed your hands away from your chest and took it upon himself to play with the soft pillows. he hoped you'd let him cum on them someday ~ but for now, he'd settle with covering them with his saliva as he licked and sucked on your sensitive nipples.

"ah, kai..." you moaned out. "fuck, kai, please... touch me."

he pulled his mouth away and looked into your eyes. fuck, he could look at you like this all day. "where beautiful?" he teased. he knew exactly where you wanted him, and god did he want to be there too, but he had all day ~ why not tease you a bit?

"mngh, kai please!" you whined. "just fuck me already... wanted you for so long..." a smirk grew on his face when it dawned on him that maybe you'd been after this for a long time too.

"oh yea?" his hands trailed down your body to your waist, just above your skirt. "do you think about me touching you like this?" he asked. you nodded frantically, clawing at the zip of you skirt to get it off. "no no baby, leave it on. wanna fuck you in your pretty skirt ~"

"o-okay."

he'd made you into a mess already ~ oh how the tables turn.

"do you touch yourself when you think about me?" he asked. he flipped up your skirt slowly and played with the hem of your underwear while you strangled out a reply.

"always." you confessed honestly. "always thinking about your broad shoulders and big fingers, 'm wishing you'd shove them in my cunt."

his breath hitched and his confident persona broke down with each word you said - he thought you were so hot right now.

"good girl."

he leaned forward to kiss the shell of your ear and whisper gently while he circled the pad of his thumb over your clit through your panties, earning him a moan into his shoulder as you bit down on it gently. "i think about you too princess, always thinkin' 'bout your pretty hands, what they'd look like around my cock."

you whined as he pressed harder, "more, more please kai- ah!" the second you asked for more, he moved his fingers from your sticky panties and pushed them to the side, running two fingers up and down your soaked folds. "fuck baby, you're soaked..."

he moved himself back again to get a good look at you and pull your underwear off all the way. a thin string of arousal connected you to your panties as he pulled the fabric away from your pretty cunt. he looked like his birthday had come early with the look on his face. he was enamoured by you, and all the nights he spent with his hands on his dick wondering what you'd look like under your cute exterior could never have prepared him for how inviting your pussy looked.

he was pulled out of his daze with your snarky remark, "staring is rude y'know?"

"sorry princess," he apologised. "your body is beautiful, 'want you to know how much i love you..." he came close again, pressing his lips to yours and slipping his tongue between your lips. "so perfect.. all of you" he muttered into the kiss, making you weak in the knees. "mm, love you too ka- oh fuck!"

he nudged your legs apart with one hand and slipped 2 fingers into your sopping-wet hole, moving to scatter little kisses all over your neck, making sure to leave no spot untouched. "ngh kai, ah fingers... so good... shit," you mumbled out some incoherent praises as he thrusted them into you, compliments going straight to both his ego and his dick. he added another finger, then another until you were almost falling apart in front of him. your moans were like music to his ears, and boy did he love music. the straining of his sweatpants was getting harder to ignore as he continued, and he wanted so badly to nestle his cock in your sweet little pussy instead of his fingers.

so he pulled his fingers out of you, causing a whine of complaint to leave your pretty, swollen lips. "w-wha? why did you stop?" you lolled your head on the pillow, looking away from him in annoyance.

kai didn't answer, too busy licking his fingers clean and then trying to push his sweatpants and boxers off. fuck, he definitely needed to eat you out later. "y' taste so good princess, think you can take my cock?" he asked smugly. you lazily moved your eyes to look at him and take in the sight of his gorgeous cock.

he was big.

you watched as precum dripped down the side and he pumped himself a few times to smear it around.

"fuck... yeah i can take it," you replied unconvincingly. "you sure?" his facade dropped - he really didn't want to hurt you, and wouldn't do anything unless you were 100% sure you wanted it. you reached out to grab his hand and nodded. "please kai... need you inside me."

he squeezed your hand back in response and leaned over you once more, rubbing the tip of his dick against your folds. he pushed the tip in slightly and pressed a kiss to your cheek. "if it hurts, tell me and i'll stop or slow down okay? i don't want to hurt you."

your heart fluttered at his caring words. that familiar butterfly feeling was everywhere; in your tummy, in your heart, and especially in your pussy as kai pushed himself in slowly. he moved in to kiss you and eagerly swallowed every moan you released like it was the only thing keeping him alive. with another whine from the both of you, kai bottomed out and pulled away from your mouth to kiss your chest again. the hand that wasn't holding yours found it's way to your nipple - pressing and rolling the bud as he sucked on the other one. he moaned against your chest as your gummy walls clenched around him at the stimulation.

"please- ah, kai please move."

he didn't need to be told twice. slowly he set a steady pace, working you up as he built up speed.

"ah, Y/N" he whined. his moans and whines where heavenly. "so pretty for me baby, so so good," his thrusts quickened. with how wet and warm you were and your soft tits in his hand, he wasn't gonna last long. sadly, he pulled his hand away from your boob to trail it down to your clit, rubbing quick circles as he fucked you so good ~

"kai! fuck kai.. m' gonna cum- AH fuck right there just, ah!"

he watched you face as you fell apart on him, just as drunk on the smell of sex and overwhelming stimulation as he was.

"that's it princess, cum for me.. shit, m' gonna- fuck, can i.. ah- inside? please?" you nodded hastily with a squeeze of his hand, your orgasm washing over you intensely as he kept thrusting.

he didn't mean to.. manhandle you, but as you were mid-orgasm, he sat back and grabbed the underside of your thighs - lifting your legs and pushing your knees up to your chest so he had the best view of your puffy cunt and cute tits bouncing as he thrusted quicker and harder to chase his release. you whined again - partly at the overstimulation of his cock pumping you full and partly at him moving you and using you however he liked. it was hot. you were a mess, skirt bunched up around your waist, face fucked out and laid bare all for him <3

"that's it, fuck, you're so perfect for me. like your pretty pussy was custom made just for me, huggin' me so well... all mine right? fuck, baby."

a few seconds later you felt him finish inside you, filling you to the brim with his warm seed that he's wanted to cover you in for months. his grip on your thighs loosened, leaving red handprints behind in reminder of his love as you legs flopped back down. he couldn't help but be mesmerised as he watched his cum drip out of your used hole. he'd watch this all day if he could - filling you up over and over again just to watch you drip with his love.

"what'd i tell you about staring, handsome?"

he giggled, plopping down next to you and pulling you into his arms. "you're so beautiful, i love you so much, thank you for sharing that with me," he mumbled into your hair. you later learned that this would be a regular occurrence, hyuka got so clingy and cuddly after sex ~ not that you'd ever complain.

"i love you too kai."

you pressed a kiss into his hair and let him float kisses around your chest softly. he kept one arm around your back and let the other one wander back up to your breasts, massaging the bite marks he'd left behind. "so so perfect, how did i get so lucky?" he looked up at you again, that boyish sparkly glint in his eye that just screamed 'i'm so in love with you'.

"come on, we should shower. we can shower together if you like?" you offered, finally feeling the layer of sweat and saliva on various parts of your body, not to mention the cum drying on your thighs, almost definitely spilling onto your crumpled skirt.

"mmm," he hummed, his face now resting in your boobs, "gimme 5 more minutes, wanna cuddle."

~ and how could you say no?

smut taglist ! : @subbyjvnnie @mazeinthemoon @n0-thisispatrick @banggyu0308 

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for joking about offering to kill our mother in the sibling group chat?

So me (22, FtM), my sister L (21, F), and my two brothers E and H (19, FtM and 15, M) have a sibling group chat on instagram to keep up with each other, mainly to keep up with me because I'm living states away from them while they still live back in my homestate and are relatively close to each other still, living situation wise.

A few days back, H messaged the group chat about some Bullshit that our mother has been up to.

For context, H has medicine he takes that he needs or he'll be severely lethargic and in pain at best and probably close to death--if not dead--at worst. He's been dealing with this ailment since he was about 4 or 5 and while he's gotten better in recent years thanks to infusions, he obviously still needs the medications he takes now to keep him stable.

And for some reason our mother, who has put us through several years of physical, mental, emotional, and psychological abuse, not to mention denied that H had anything wrong with him when he developed his ailment (so add medical neglect to the long list of fucked up things she's done), is the ONLY one who knows how to order H's medication, down to prescription and where to order it from.

And those few days back, H messaged the sibling group chat to tell us that our mother has essentially been holding his medication hostage as leverage to still be able to keep contact with him, because pretty much everybody on her side of the family has gone little to no contact with her after the bullshit she's been making everyone put up with for nearly two decades now.

E was getting right to fixing the problem, asking H for our mother's contact so he can get the info about H's medication so E can relay to H as well as our grandma, who has custody over H.

I was busy at the time and had my phone on silent (and oddly enough Instagram doesn't like to give me notifications anyway when it comes to DMs and group chat messages) so when I had the chance to catch up on chat I was very rightfully pissed, but didn't want to go all out rant mode in the chat when my brothers were already getting it dealt with and probably stressed and pissed too.

So to lighten the mood after reading and catching up in chat I send a message saying "do you want me to kill her for you" as a sorta dark humor kind of way to show I'm there for them as much as I can be being as physically distant as I am.

H says 'No', and E starts playing into the joke too. And up until this point, L had been quiet too. Until the me making a joke about offing our horribly abusive mother was a step too far apparently, and she sent a message saying "Bye, guys" before leaving group chat.

For additional context, L was the golden child out of the four of us. At least for our mother. She's dealt with her own issues of abuse too from our mother, but has certainly gotten the better end of the deal and was treated significantly better than the rest of us for all of our childhood. So despite everything, we all suspect on some level that L still has some sort of spot for our mother.

E had to reinvite L to the chat and explain to her that, in these words exactly: E: "No one was serious [L], no one actually wants to kill [Mother]"

E: "You have a bunch of siblings who are hurt over [Mother] being a horrible mother, sometimes shit gets said"

The chat's been quiet for a good few days ever since and, I dunno, it's all left a bitter taste in my mouth since it happened. Am I the asshole here, since I kinda caused her dipping from the group chat in the first place because of it?

What are these acronyms?

[moonglide]

echoes of wisdom end.

I know I kind of. stopped posting my playthrough. but whatever. I finished the game!!!

-assorted spoilers for faron, lanayru, and final quest.

-bumpkin?? excuse me?? I come from hyrule!!!

-There's a jail. so we're going to jail later.

-why is it raining??? I can't use the power of arson with this

-you're saying the drippitunes cause rain??? time for murder.

-black thorns???

-ohh because the rifts are spiky.

-the jail was super fun to break out of.

-the great spider? gohma?? are all three of these going to be Oot bosses?

-I did all the smoothie recipe quests! I want a better reward.

-ok ok ok ok. So I got a 'spin = knockback' amulet. and if I go to the gerudo desert, I can get an outfit to increase my spin radius. so...

-this is great. I can just spin around super fast and knock back enemies too!

-and also I can use the redead to petrify them and then I knock them off a cliff

-shout out to that deku scrub that joked about caring more for cotton candy than his friend's life.

-why does gohma have a laser eye

-hi farore!!!!

-oh damn. thanks for telling me farore.

-time to get horse.

-I got my horse!

-went in the sanctuary. so that's how you find the lynel. time to hunt.

-no wait I didn't mean it help

-found dampe.

-haha techtite

-haha tocktorok

-ok im done

-mt hebra!

-look at this sleeping yeti. cute. time to move on

-nah I actually didn't realize you could wake him. I only found out after the fact

-condé is such a cutie!!!!!

-his brother is missing???

-his dad is dead?????

-nooo

-he's trying to fix it all himself!!!

-I didn't want to use the cave to get to the peak area so I just used platabooms. if you stack a plataboom on another plataboom while it's still rising the second plataboom will rise higher. also the word plataboom will lose all meaning.

-went back down thru the cave to make sure I didn't miss anything.

-condé!! no!!! that's definitely not your brother!!

-STAMP GUY??? MY IDOL!!! hi!!!!

-he pUSHED you???!?!!? he will die

-fun dungeon. I say that about all of them, but they're all fun.

-scorchill. interesting. hot and cold. fun.

-that was fun.

-hi nayru!!!!

-oh damn. thanks for telling me nayru.

-null?? hi??? what are you doing???

-did you just make an echo of ME?!?!?!?

-AHHHHH TRI GET ME OUT OF HERE

-wright there's an impostor among us.

-gotta explore the part of the map between hebra and Zora. wait I can just go up there using platabooms? no fade to white and then you take me back down? I can just go from one place to the other??? hm. maybe next run I can do gerudo first, then Zora, and then straight to lanayru. I wonder if that'll work.

-ok six orbs. got it.

-HI LYNEL BYE LYNEL!!!

-ok I did it.

-hi deku tree!!!

-oh damn. thanks for telling me deku tree.

-oh god that's the triforce. I think that's the first time we've seen it in its triangle form in this game, other than in the hyrule emblems.

-I'm actually SHAKING.

-oh shit it's going to split because you're not balanced

-oh shit it's NOT going to split because you're an echo of someone who IS balanced

-OH SHIT it WILL split! ha. get a load of this guy.

-OH SHIT SHE'S GOING AFTER LINK!!!!

-im coming for u my boyfriend

-now I'm just imagining a meme where link's signing 'so this is my girlfriend Zelda, and this is Zelda's girlfriend dohna.

-imma make that after I finish posting this

-fightin' echo Zelda. it's fun! I have a redead to petrify everyone, a white wolfos to kill them, and I'm shooting at echo me with a bow.

-I have to give up my sword/shield/bow/bombs to link??? but everything's fully upgraded! except for bombs.

-no going back???? hollup I gotta get some smoothies

-rock salt + milk. really useful.

-ok let's go. fifteen hearts is probably enough.

-why is null all fleshy? gross.

-AHHH LYNEL

-wait that was really easy. hold up. I'm rewinding my save to kill a lynel to get its echo.

-that took like two seconds. I have lynel now! six whole triangles!

-and it's WEAKER THAN THE ECHO LYNEL??? screw this.

-oh I have to solve puzzles with link!

-I sent a monster to link's side to help him fight, and when he finished, he shot the enemies remaining on my side! teamwork!

-hi null!!

-I WAS RIGHT!!! IT IS AN EVIL TRI!!!

-ball and chain troopers are really useful for this.

-my sister wants to play animal crossing. told her I'd take ten minutes max.

-underwater? what if I drown???

-oh there's air bubbles.

-sharks!

-ok back to the arena.

-you're turning into previous bosses? this is just like nightmare in link's awakening!

-had to use my fairy bc of some ganon echoes.

-SIMONE I'M SORRY YOU CAN PLAY ANIMAL CROSSING IN A MINUTE

-triforce!!!

-tri is leaving! sad.

-Idk if I'm a fan of link being able to talk now, but I gotta admit that the music corresponding with the characters's surprise at link's talking was pretty funny.

-robby lueberry. impa. I love you guys.

-simone it's playing the post-boss cutscene. please be patient

-credits roll!

-simone. my sister. the credits are rolling. gimme a minute. I'm sorry for taking so long, but I can't skip this. and I am afraid it won't save if you close the software early.

-yes that means the game is over. yes I still want it to save. please stop trying to take the Nintendo switch out of my hands.

-look the credits are over!

-aw, cat.

-HERE YOU GO, MY SISTER. There's still an hour and ten minutes left of screen-time. yes, I know it was an hour and forty when you gave it to me. yes, that's not very fair. my bad. you can have it all tomorrow.

-what a fun game!!! 10/10.

-fave monsters: ignozol, plataboom, albatrawl, redead, white wolfos, ball and chain trooper.

-fave echoes: water block, level 3 bed.

-deaths: 10. I haven't died once since the last update, and it's been at least eight hours of gameplay.

edit: excuse me??? I was supposed to pull on null's arms with bind and have link chop them off???? i would just have my echoes attack null. god. that boss fight probably took way longer than it needed to.

[felixcloud6288]

Dungeon Meshi Chapter 33

The party engages in some much needed shenanigans while Shuro and Kabru slowly make their way toward them.

It's been two days since chapter 30. At this point, Kabru and Shuro are probably about to enter the fifth floor if nothing has held them up. Since it's a large party, it probably takes longer to actually move.

Everything that's happened to Marcille has really caught up to her. The orc medicine put her in a state where she can move, but not much else. She's likely anemic because of the blood magic, drained of mana, probably pulled a muscle or two from how she tried to keep the walls from crushing them, and she might have some damaged ribs when everyone fell on her.

Her new hairstyle lacks any of the intricate designs and braids she normally has. She just tied it all into a ponytail. She probably doesn't have the physical ability to manage anything more than that without collapsing from pain and exhaustion.

I really do like how the story doesn't hold your hand and explain every thing someone is doing at a given moment. It took me a reread to notice that Chilchuck was trying to climb the wall prior to that wyvern flying by and he took off his shoes to do it.

What was he doing here? Was he hoping he could squeeze himself close enough to the wall that the wyvern wouldn't notice him? Also, does the pattern of his jacket coincidentally match the brick wall or is that intentional?

Laios isn't doing much better either. The place Falin punched him still hurts.

Zon's sister made the warg wave bye-bye.

I'm pretty sure Senshi's never really interacted with non-dwarfs before the story. Most of his early interactions with Marcille can be chalked up to systemic racism against elves, but everything with Laios and Chilchuck is because he doesn't know better. Namari also doesn't know how to estimate age for the shorter-lived races.

Why does everyone's mental impression of Laios always make him look deranged.

This winged lion has ram horns.

Maybe there are multiple winged lions in the ancient kingdom's mythos and the hornless one is a guardian of the living while the horned lion is the guardian of the dead?

When the dryad pollen started spreading around, Laios tried using the cloth of his shirt to cover his nose.

Is this what hay fever is like? I've never had it before.

Senshi, you have an axe. Why did you have to use Kensuke?

The male-looking dryads are female and the female-looking dryads are male.

I need to know more about how dryads work. One thing I noticed is they're all attached to vines hanging from the tree. And that vine is always extending to just beyond the panels.

So first question I have is are dryads the flowers of the tree or are they flowers of a separate vine species? Second question is could you kill a dryad by cutting that vine?

And the fruit just creates even more questions.

Flowers turn into fruits after pollination so the fruits are either the heads of the dryad flowers, or these are different faces that formed inside the dryad flowers and were left after the body withered away. We also saw a bud which will become a flower. Now I just need to know what the seeds look like and how they spread. Maybe the flowers also manually spread the seeds?

Senshi's beard got injured during that fight.

I'm sure the fruit faces change their expressions and that one didn't like Marcille eating out of it.

Yes! Good! Marcille is making Laios learn healing magic. Class Upgrade! Laios is going from Warrior to Paladin!

Senshi's racial insensitivity is just ignorance, but he really needs to understand stuff about other races so he can stop doing accidental racism.

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Mizu angst(idm if you write angst or have rules about it- I couldn't find anything on your blog so I'm so sorry if I missed anything and you don't wanna do this, that's totally fine)

Reader patches Mizu up, and they become attached and feelings ensue... However Mizu leaves, claiming it's for readers own good.

Not even a day later, Mizu heard word of some rogue soldiers attacking readers village. Mizu runs back only to find reader dead or dying

Mizu x Reader. Angst!

Y/L- your lastname.

You have always been in the same village where you were born. Your city wasn't modern or anything, but there were good people there so you loved it for so many good memories. You never even thought about leaving even for a while until one day.

POV:READER.

-Reader, how is the wood? - my mother asked me while I was stacking wood for the stove.

-We collected a lot over the summer, so we'll definitely have enough for many more months. - I replied with a smile and stood up.

-Since we have so much of it, maybe you can go and sell it in the village nearby.- said my mother, going to the stove to warm it up.

-But I don't know where it is.- I replied, crossing my arms.

-There are signs, and your father also went there once and got lost, but he found the way and you are his firstborn and only daughter, so I'm sure you will guess the way. - my mother urged me.

-Okay, but if I get lost, don't bury me, just burn me and throw my ashes into the water. - I said and grabbed a large straw basket. I started putting wood into it.

-You certainly are, my little suicidal woman, you don't have a husband yet and you want to kill yourself. Such things come to mind more after marriage, my mother commented and started helping me.

-Don't even remind me about it, I said. When we finished putting the wood into the basket, I put it on my back and walked to the door to the yard.

-Bye, mom. See you later. - I mumbled and left.

I started walking towards the gate. Winter is a very beautiful season, but at the same time a deadly one. So many people die in winter and so many animals die from various causes. Children, most often, stepped on thin ice. They were adults because they were drunk and went out into the yard and couldn't find their homes anymore. Animals because poachers hunt them more often in winter.

I got to the forest and saw the sign, but there was something wrong with it… It had blood on it. Maybe the poachers marked where they would go hunting.

I continued walking deeper into the forest, hoping to find the neighboring village. It was still dark, but it's better to go at night because there are a lot of thieves here during the day.

-Fuck…Oh shit…- I heard a voice behind the tree. My curiosity overcame my fear and I went behind the tree.

I saw a man, probably a samurai, lying in the snow.

-Oh my God! Are you okay?- I asked him and crouched down next to him.

-Run.- he said and lost consciousness. I heard some voices a few meters ahead of us.

-Where's that son of a bitch!?-- He ran away, damn it.-- Let's go that way.-

I picked him up and started running home. Of course, it was difficult with a tree on my back in the snow, but due to adrenaline I didn't feel it for several minutes.

When I reached the gate, only then did I fall into the snow with him. Fortunately, on the back. The guards ran up to us and, knowing me, took us to the doctor in our village.

I was lying on a futon in my underwear and the doctor was examining me.

-Are you sure everything is fine with you?- the doctor asked and I just looked at the man I saved.

-I just did some cardio. You should be more worried about him. - I replied and he looked at the floor.

-I can't treat him. He's not from our village. He can only lie here until he dies or when he wakes up. - said the doctor and handed me my clothes.

-Well, I'll cure him. - I decided and the doctor just sighed. I put on my clothes and stood up.

-Okay, but you have to treat him at home. - he said and I just shook my head. I picked up the man and left the doctor's house with him.

When I got home, my parents were sleeping in their room, so I took it to mine.

I laid him on my futon and started bandaging him. I felt wounds only on his legs and face, so I only saw him there without clothes.

When I finished, I lay down two meters away on the floor and fell asleep.

-Why did you save me? I told you to run. As soon as I opened my eyes, that was the first thing I heard. I noticed that I was now lying on the futon and he was sitting in front of the window on the floor.

-I did what you told me. I only escaped with you. And you saved me yourself. If you hadn't cursed under your breath, I might not have heard you, gone further and been raped by those people who were chasing you. - I defended myself and sat on the futon.

-What if they were the good guys and I was the bad guy? So that you would now be lying on the futon, raped and dead, or just raped. - He stood his ground without looking at me.

-Okay, you're right, but halfway because I would have agreed. - I said and covered my mouth in shame.

-Wait what?- He finally looked at me.

-Nothing. So basically you were one of them and they were one of four. I don't think you would attack them first. - I replied, changing the subject.

-I could be a criminal and they could be people who chase criminals.- he said calmly.

-Well, I can't with this guy.- I muttered under my breath and stood up.

-I have similar feelings towards you too.- he said, miraculously hearing me.

TIMESKIP.

I don't know how it happened, but I found out Mizu and I have feelings for each other. Three weeks have passed and everyone already knows about my partner. My parents are even planning a wedding.

POV:MIZU.

It's been three weeks and she doesn't know I'm a woman. Whenever she wanted to initiate something more, I simply pleased her by telling her that my genitals had been suffering from something lately. I thought we would just live like this until one day.

“So how's your relationship going, Reader?” her mom asked my girlfriend. We had dinner at her parents' house. The atmosphere was even nice and relaxed.

-Very good. We even talked about buying a house somewhere near you. Right, Mizu? - Reader asked me and I nodded.

-Mizu, can I ask you one question? - my future father-in-law asked me.

-Sure, Mr. Y/L.- I replied and put down the chopsticks.

-Why are you wearing those glasses?- he asked me again.

-It's a family heirloom.- I lied not to go further.

-Really? This means that one of your children will have these glasses. - Dad said and started eating. I was speechless. Kids? I didn't even think about it. How can I give her children if I don't even have a penis?

-Dad, it's too early for something like that.-Reader replied and the topic somehow ended.

After dinner we went to bed. I slept in the Reader room on a shared futon and began to wonder. After an hour of thinking, I realized that Reader is worth more.

I got up from the futon and started getting dressed in the middle of the night.

-Mizu? Where are you going? - Reader asked, waking up.

-I'm sorry, Reader, but it'll be better for you.- I said and put on my coat.

Before she could react, I left her room and locked the door, so that she could only leave it when her parents woke up.

I left the house and all I heard was crying and someone kicking the door. It was hard, but I left.

A few hours later, when it was morning, I was sitting there thinking until I heard something.

-Do you know that today around 2 a.m. some bandits attacked the village where they trade in wood? - said one of the inn's guests and I noticed it.

-Seriously? Anyone survived? - asked the second one.

-I don't know. I think most of them were murdered. Definitely that Y/L family. They had connections at all, so they will probably be buried by someone tomorrow. - As soon as I heard this, I ran towards the village.

No matter how cold it was or how many people I hit while running, I didn't give up. I ran to the gate and all I saw were people's bodies. Massacred. I guarantee that most of them will be unrecognizable.

I ran to Reader's house and saw the bodies of her parents in the walkway. I walked further and saw the broken door to Reader's room on the ground. I went in there and saw her lying on the floor.

She was almost naked. The only thing covering her was her kimono, which had been torn and forcibly removed from her. She was stabbed between the breasts. Her eyes were open but dead. I closed them at the same time I closed mine.

"You know, these men sit together somewhere and let them shake and tremble and be terrified. Because one day, somehow, some way, they might meet me."