#i have at least 6 asks sitting in here that i'm saving for later

[hlvrai-stuck-together]

((OOC))

Sorry I keep updating at like. midnight. I honestly dont have an excuse besides i go to work and i get home and i'm tired fghsdajk

Gonna take me a little while to get into the swing of this. I've never done an askblog like this before (though I have hosted... technically 3 in the past? (EDIT: no, 4 actually.) But never like this, and none of them went anywhere), so trying to get into the swing of it has been weird.

Glad people seem to be enjoying it, though! I had no idea it'd take off like this, aha. Hopefully I can get a bit more consistent and stop uploading at 2 AM, lol.

That said, I don't know what my schedule's gonna be (if I even start one). So if there's a couple days where I don't upload, it's not because I abandoned the AU or anything, it's probably just because I'm busy IRL.

Feel free to keep sending in asks even if I'm not online! I've already got a lot of really good ones sitting there that I'm gonna hold onto for a bit (for. reasons).

This has been really fun so far, and I hope everyone's having fun, too! Just bear with me while I figure this out. I'm hoping to get out a ref of [ERROR] soon, and also stop calling him that soon, but getting into character is proving to be a challenge when you do it on and off like this. But that's never stopped me before and it won't now. Like I said, this has been fun so far!

That said, if anyone has any suggestions on a meta level, I'm all ears. I realize now that I've run into this basically blind, so even though I did a couple week's worth of preparation in advance for this blog, I'm also still floundering a bit. Learning more every day, though! And I'm hoping I can pick up the pace soon as well. After Day 1's rapidfire replies, going at a more leisurely pace feels really slow, and I both wanna fix that but also don't know how because, like I said, I keep uploading at midnight gfdshjk

TL;DR I'm working on it dw lol

-Mod Dimonds

[n3ptoonz]

Okay but like the whole save a horse ride a cowboy thing… for Arthur?

'Snake on a Train'

THANKS FOR 300+!!🖤🖤❤️❤️

Pairing: Arthur Morgan/F!Reader

Fandom: Red Dead Redemption II

Warnings/tags: Smut; Explicit, i'm writing this like i'm from the old west bear with me it's really fun, post chapter 6 MEANING he's alive and DOES NOT have TB. never caught it. we live in delusion round these parts. dialogue driven y'all know me i love me some interaction, implied breeding knk, cowgirl, barely proofread writers block is fucking me up

fr tho read this in a southern accent shit is kinda funny i had way too much fun LMAO

i got so many arthur requests then realized i used THIS theme so i'm using this ask i hope those who sent in will find this!!

Word count: 2300

Never trust a "runaway" O'Driscoll ever again. You was on the run now, away from those freaks and needed a proper escape at least for the time being. Why you chose to not accept Arthur's offer of joining the gang was beyond you. You knew each other well in Blackwater before they had to leave, he suggested you join since you'd be a great addition and trustworthy, but you declined. Later on you were picked up by a "runaway", he sold you out and now you're high tailing it to the nearest escape.

You stumbled across a particularly high end looking train that looked like it was headed west--aka opposite way from this shit. Your initial intent wasn't to rob it, yet. You just needed a quick getaway from this madness. Quick and sneaky you were getting into the back past a few guards. You found an abandoned ticket under a seat and stuffed it in your pocket, walking around until you found an empty cart that looked quite fancy.

You kept your head on a swivel and constantly looked out the window for any suspicious activities when somebody barged in. You quickly stood up and drew your revolver when you realized who you laid your eyes on.

"...Arthur?" you said. His eyes adjusted from the sun reflecting off the window when he heard his name escape from your lips, recognizing your voice almost immediately.

"What are you doin' here?" you both inquired in unison.

"Put your damn gun down I ain't here to rob you." he said sitting down on one of the two seat chairs covered in leather. You slid it back into the holster with curious eyes still on him. Just how long had it been? Why was he here?

"You normally waltz into carts that aren't yours?"

"Ain't that what you did?"

...he had a point.

"Maybe, but I had a reason."

"You sayin' I'd hop onto a nearby train for no reason?"

"I ain't seen or heard from you in almost a decade, Arthur. I don't know what I know anymore. Where's the rest of Blackwater's finest?"

Arthur just leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees. There was a deadpan look in his eyes as he recalled everything that went down in the last two weeks. All the betrayals and chaos started to montage in his mind all over again; how he was this close to death, but managed to escape somehow.

"Dead, on their own, or all the above. Remember John? I helped him and his folks get out. The others...well I don't rightly know where they are. And quite frankly I don't care."

You sat in front of him as you processed his words. What's understood don't need to be said, and you knew this well.

"Is that why you're here?" you asked. It felt like a question with an obvious answer but you honestly just wanted a confirmation. It wasn't like him to just run off, at least from when you last seen him.

"In so many words, I guess. Although I didn't expect to see a woman of your caliber running away from your bullshit either. I'd like to know too, if you don't mind."

"Oh hush that up." you waved his comment off dismissively, "I was sold out."

"Well I'll be. You know I always wondered what you were doing or who you decided to hang with if not us. Who in their right mind would sell out one of Blackwater's most wanted?"

In your time together you always had a playful relationship, but you could tell in his tone there was slight bitterness or sarcasm. Truth be told he started to feel some type of way when he realized you declined him just to end up with some other gang that clearly didn't give a damn about you.

"Watch yourself." you warned, your tone half serious half playful.

"What? You didn't want to be around folk who had your best interest that's fine. I won't say I told you so."

"When the hell did you tell me so?"

"The day before we left." he answered without hesitation. "The night we spent together? Ring any bells?"

Damn. You tried to forget that night since the day he had to leave and you too shortly after. You didn't want to remember all the fun you had. You didn't want to remember his hearty laugh at your stupid jokes. Hell...you didn't even want to remember just how good he treated you. He treated you like a lady, unlike most of the men you came across. All it took was one heated kiss, and you both were hooked. But also knew it couldn't be given both your circumstances.

When he offered for you to join you wanted to jump at the opportunity. So why didn't you? Because, well, you loved the man. You thought your own feelings would hinder the morale of the group somehow and break it apart, and you wouldn't dare that be on you. Plus you couldn't really tell where he stood. He's a guy who treated most people with respect despite how he grew up.

Back then he mentioned how people like them were hard to come by and that most gangs were either just downright pieces of shit or cultish. So he in fact did tell you so, and you tried to forget that as soon as possible. Didn't want any sort of thoughts of him clouding your mind or else you'd go crazy.

The only reason you two didn't get intimate that night is because he respected you and your boundaries. He still does. He didn't want it to feel like he was grasping on to the nearest thing to fuck with and then dip. That's not the kind of man he was nor will he ever be.

"What does that night have to do with why I'm here now?" you tried so hard to seem like it didn't completely take over your thoughts, but this is Arthur Morgan for christ sake. He's damn good at reading people.

"It can mean just about anything, sweetheart, but I know it meant something to you just as much as it did to me." he said. The tone of his voice sounded a bit like he was trying to convince himself that was the case. If it wasn't, he wouldn't know what to do.

You sat back in your seat but that didn't take away the feeling of his gaze pouring into your soul. "It did." you said looking down at your hands

"Then why decline? Was it me? I know it's not my lifestyle because we lived the same way."

"I didn't want to get in the way, alright? I knew you'd be gone often and would be out for days at a time while I worried if you'd come back in one piece. I've been there and done that. Wasn't doing that again."

Arthur leaned back up in his seat and ran his hand over his face, sighing. He didn't want to come off so strong, but he felt real feelings for you and didn't know how to process it properly. The woman who's been on his mind since the day the gang left Blackwater sat in front of him and he felt like a lost puppy all over again.

"Okay." he said softly, "Was I on your mind at all?" he continued looking down, mumbling under his breath but you still heard him.

"Everyday since." you said standing up. He slowly looked up at you with those pearly blues that never failed to capture you. He was just so relieved that it wasn't just him. That it wasn't one-sided. Grabbing his hand you pulled him up to meet your eyes--like he wasn't visibly looking down at you.

"I thought about you so damn much I guess I had to distract myself by running with some undercover O'Driscolls. I figured out who they was too late and voila, lawmen breaking down my door."

Arthur shortly chuckled upon hearing you explain more of your situation. To him it was unbelievable, and he never thought he'd hear that name ever again especially after seeing Colm swing.

"This evening is full of surprises. How do I know this isn't some big scheme to take me down once and for all?" he said while wrapping his arms snug around your waist and his voice grew more rugged and deep. Oh how he missed this. What this is, who knows, and who cares?

"I don't need some big scheme to take you down." you said placing your hands on his biceps, squeezing just a little bit. He smirked at this action and pulled you closer.

"That so?"

You hummed in agreement, and it didn't take long for you two to finally lock lips together after a bit of playful murmuring here and there. And just like that, you both were taken back to that night. That heated kiss you shared was the absolute highlight of your lives, and you intended to relive that again and more.

It's like you never left but kissed like it's been forever. He ran his cold palm up your back to hold you while the other unbuttoned your pants. Even after almost ten years, he didn't miss a beat. He still got it. Are we surprised? You followed his lead and kept one arm around his neck while the other attempted to pull him free.

His hands were quick and nimble like yours, so next thing you know your pants are on the ground and you're sitting comfortably in his lap. You was now clad in a loose collar shirt and underwear and his shirt remained unbuttoned at the collar. Your mouths never stopped dancing throughout this whole process too.

Arthur just kept groaning into your mouth at every subtle grind on his thigh. This was only the second time of you two getting together like this, yet it feels way more than that. That same drunk feeling from the night made its return and wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

You pulled back so you both could catch your breath, holding his face and running your thumbs over his stubble that was soon to becoming a full beard.

"I missed you...so damn much." you said in a tone just above a whisper.

"I can't imagine more than I have..." he replied while toying with the hem of your underwear. "Would you give this old outlaw the honor of... having you? All to myself?" he asked, looking deep into your eyes. You could feel him fully hard and his hands trembling a bit, but he still wants to hear it from you. One part is confirmation, but the other? He would easily gain satisfaction from knowing you want to give yourself to him.

"Well...I've saved a horse...and I plan on riding a cowboy," you whispered and smiled against his lips before leaning back in. Arthur chuckled into the kiss, wasting zero time pulling them panties to the side and slide right on in.

Your breath hitched as you eased on down his thick shaft. "That's my girl." he whispered, right next to your ear so he could physically feel you clench against him from his praises. You gripped his shoulders as your eyes closed shut, expelling light whimpers here and there as you set a place. He placed his hand on your back once again to encourage you, feeling a little smug at your struggle to keep up.

Best believe you weren't no bitch though; you swallowed thickly and kept on riding him. The ambience of the train was quickly fading as you two became lost in your own desire.

Were you expecting your orgasm to approach so quickly? Honestly, it made sense. Arthur knew all the right things to say and touched all the right places that churn your butter.

He was also nearing the end, and yet he had such a genuine smile on his face. He grunted with every time you sank back down into his lap and this meant he simply could not be happier. He's been dreaming of this moment forever, and finally. Finally, the woman of his dreams is having the time of her life because of him.

To keep yourself grounded you pulled his head up to rest your forehead on his, "Please, cum inside me," you begged. Your climax was seconds away from hitting you and you wanted to reach bliss at the same time.

You ain't have to tell him even once with how quickly he followed suit. Your hips slammed right back down into his lap as you both tried to stifle your cries of pleasure, still mindful of other passengers.

After you both calmed down in each other's arms, you cleaned yourselves up and plopped back down onto the two person couch you had just gotten intimate on. You held his bicep and laid your head on his shoulder with a content smile on your face. His the very same.

"You sure know how to get down for someone I ain't seen in a long time." he said playfully, looking down at you.

"Who said I ain't got none in a long time?" you replied a little too fast for his liking, looking up and seeing his expression comedically fall to a straight one. "I'm just messing, I wouldn't dare risk having anybody else's kids but yours." you continued casually before shutting your eyes. You had to stop yourself from laughing at the sound of his heart rate getting faster through his chest.

He chuckled, looking out the window at the scenery become painted with the pinks and yellows of the sunset passing by.

"You are something else."

[hell-drabbles]

Mock-up Card 1

Basically it's just an L Card with the Embittered Companion and Lucifer working together because my brain is stuck on that for some reason? It's weird. Anyways, when you activate the Ultimate Skill of this card, you switch to either Lucifer or the Embittered Companion. A sort of, two-in-one card. Embittered Companion is all about dealing damage while Lucifer is all about healing. There's a boost to their ATK for a good while after switching. Don't ask about the numbers, I didn't think of them at aaaall.

Also I don't have it in me to write prose right now, so here be lines!!!

[First Encounter]

YOU: Hey. It's been how many years? You know, since I last took up a weapon to chase people away? It's pretty nostalgic, honestly. LUCIFER: …are you already forgetting what you promised us? YOU: I'm not gonna charge in head first, you two. Get off my ass.

[Level Up]

YOU: What I lack… LUCIFER: I'll make up.

[Evolve]

YOU: It would be nice, to have less lives lost. LUCIFER: But all we can do is continue on, until the very end.

[Ultimate Skill 1]

YOU: Go ahead and take a nap, Lucifer.

[Ultimate Skill 2]

LUCIFER: Sit. Rest. You're bleeding.

[Upon Death]

YOU: I'm still shit at keeping promises huh? LUCIFER: It's not your fault. Let's go.

[Victory 1]

YOU: Glad to see you've been focusing on the task at hand, Ra-on. Well, battle's over, so you can do whatever the hell you want.

[Victory 2]

LUCIFER: This is something to celebrate about, isn't it? …yes, you'll be invited to the party.

[Defeat]

LUCIFER: A mortal body such as their's does not deserve to have injuries like this. Keep quiet, they'll wake up. I know they will.

[Lobby Interaction 1]

YOU: It's kind of funny to me that, after all that, my normal body hasn't really changed one bit. Still the same strength, still the same weaknesses. LUCIFER: It doesn't make it any less remarkable to me. YOU: So you and Ra-on say. Well, I've been in this body longer than anyone, so I wouldn't know what to be impressed by. Everything about this body is just uninteresting to me. Doesn't make me any less happy that I'm back in it, though.

[Lobby Interaction 2]

YOU: Hmm? What are you staring at us for, Ra-on? We that good of a sight? …happy, huh? Yeah, I suppose Lucifer and I make each other pretty happy. Don't discount yourself though, buddy. Wouldn't be in the place that I am without your help.

[Lobby Interaction 3]

LUCIFER: Your hands. Let me see them. YOU: Huh? Alright, but why? LUCIFER: Ra-on told me you forgot about your blisters. YOU: Oh. Oh! No, yeah I did forget. Whoops. But hey, at least I'm wearing gloves this time around, so they're not that bad. None of them popped, so they should heal nicely.

[Lobby Interaction 4]

LUCIFER: If you wanted to destroy Heaven, would you? I wouldn't blame you if you answered 'yes.' YOU: …maybe a younger, more freshly wounded version of myself would've said yes, but as I am now, no. The fate of Heaven is not mine to control. I can only control the distance between me and that place. Besides, I'll hold onto hope that the angels will eventually weed out that sickening need to be superior.

[Lobby Interaction 5]

LUCIFER: Shh. They haven't rested well last night. Whatever it is you want to ask, save it for later. Hmm? Mm. Yes, they're… still haunted by everything. Not even in sleep can they be allowed to escape. A curse that not even my powers can relieve.

[Lobby Interaction 6]

YOU: You know, I haven't heard the name Solomon in a while. Did you finally put your foot while I was away, Ra-on?

[Lobby Interaction 7]

YOU: Another angel almost snatched me up today. Even in this human form they hate so much, they still want to whisk me up right back to that suffocating cradle. Thanks for the warning by the way. LUCIFER: While we were all once siblings connected through our love for God, I won't allow them to repeat that torture. If I must make my words absolute, then I will.

[Lobby Interaction 8]

LUCIFER: Have you adjusted yet? YOU: To what? LUCIFER: To your lack of extra limbs. To that body of yours. Is there any pain? Any noises that want to invade your eyes and ears? YOU: …There's nothing. Sometimes I'll feel like I'm missing something, but it's all blissfully silent.

[Lobby Interaction 9]

LUCIFER: Do you have no intention of staying here? YOU: I have no intention of ever forgetting you, Lucifer. But, I can't stay here. This is not my home. Our home, is right where Minhyeok is. Where our beloved earth is. Hell is nice, but I'm pretty sure Ra-on and I miss the comfort of our home's air.

[Lobby Interaction 10]

YOU: Lucifer? LUCIFER: Yes? YOU: If, one day, I decide to visit, would you welcome me? LUCIFER: …always. A small visit, or a promise to dedicate our existences to one another, I'll welcome it all the same.

[brooooswriting]

98 with carol danvers please! this is my first request ever and also english is not my first language, so i'm sorry for any mistakes. so, i'm just imagining how cute it would be for carol to meet reader's family and be sooo nervous about it. i think she would try to please everyone and would need a lot of reassurance because of her insecurities. i'm sorry this is too lame, please ignore if you don't like it. anyway, i love you writing and thank you for sharing your stories here!!

98. My family likes you more than me

You and Carol have been dating for a while now, about a year and a half but she had been in space a lot of that time. She had taken you with her whenever you could which was a lot less than she had hoped. And it also made meeting your family hard.

But now Carol has decided to settle down a little you finally had the time to do so. So you thought the monthly family meeting was the perfect opportunity. “Monthly family meetings” sounds way more formal than it actually was but it has always been fun to confuse people with it. Your girlfriend was also confused when she first heard the name.

“Are you sure? I can just stay here and we can watch a movie later” Carol said, looking at you as you got dressed.

“Carol, love, by now my family thinks I made you up. Like you’re my imaginary friend” you laughed as you turned around to look at her. “If you really really don’t wanna come you don’t have to, but I’d be very happy if you do come along. They’re gonna love you.” You carefully stroked her cheek with your thumb in a reassuringly manner.

“Well, maybe I am your imaginary friend and I am trying to save you from the embarrassment of your family knowing” she joked but you could see that she was insecure so you only chuckled a bit.

“Come along please? They’ll like you, I just know that”

“How do you know that?”

“Because you’re the first person that makes me really happy and they can see that. So you have nothing to worry about” so, maybe you lied a bit. Your family could be quite annoying and rude but they still liked to see you happy and Carol made you happier than ever.

“Alright, let’s go before we’re late” she said as she grabbed the flowers and the bottle of wine she got for today. You squealed happily and pulled her into a passionate kiss, your hands cupping her cheeks. Her unoccupied hand found your waist to pull your body closer to hers, sighing happily before abruptly pulling away. “No, no. If we keep going I’ll never leave this house and neither will you” she grinned.

You got in the car and made your way towards your parents house, it was a 50 minute drive in which you tried to reassure Carol. “Alright, we’re here. Are you ready?” You asked her, your hand finding hers.

“As ready as I’ll be” it was kinda cute, how she wasn’t nervous when she was fighting against aliens or gods but meeting your family scared the poor girl more than anything. Your family was known to have quite some money and influence which wasn’t really helpful but truth be told your family didn’t act like it. All of you would rather sit in jogging trousers or pjs than in a suit/dress at a fancy party.

You took the blonde by the hand and searched for the key you still had to their house. Carol marveled at the house, it was way different than what she expected. Instead of a new mansion she was met with an old, still big, country house. “This is such a beautiful house” she told you as you finally found your keys.

“Thanks love” you quickly kissed her cheek before unlocking the door and entering. “We are here and I brought my imaginary friend” you called out. Immediately after Carol could hear at least 6 different kinds of footsteps running towards you.

“Oh honey” your mother said and fell into your arms, nearly throwing you to the floor. “I’ve missed you so much” she exclaimed making you laugh a bit.

“Mom, it’s been two months” due to work you hadn’t been able to attend the last family meeting. “But I missed you too” you added to make her happy. She pulled away giving you the opportunity to hug your dad and your brother, to then say hi to your “niece”.

“So this is Carol huh? It’s so great to finally meet you” and with that your mother also threw herself into carols arms, who was more than confused. The blondes family has never been really nice or affectionate, the kree weren’t either and fury, well he loved her but affection also wasn’t his. After a moment of confusion, which your mom didn’t even notice, your girlfriend hugged her back. “I’m y/m/n but you can call me mom if you want” your mother said as she pulled away.

“I’m Carol, it’s great to meet you. All of you” she gave your father and brothers her hand before crouching down to greet the other person. “You must be Hannah. It’s great to meet you. Here, I got this for you” with that she pulled out some gummy bears that you normally always gifted the small girl.

“Thank you” she mumbled and took the gummy bears before running to her mother.

“Oh and I got this for you” she handed your mother the flowers, your father the wine. With a smile your parents thanked her before ushering you further into the house. You were immediately sat down at the big dinner table, you and Carol between one of your brother and your family friend.

“Care, this is Sandra and her daughter Hannah, you’ve already met her outside. They’re family friends and by now family” you introduced before introducing your brothers girlfriends.

After a big family meal, Carol was pulled into the living room by an overly excited Hannah and your youngest brother, who was still older than you, who wanted to team up with her. “Alright, so let’s do teams and then let the games begin” your father called out and everybody started cheering.

4 hours later, after a lot of games, a lot of screaming and a lot of laughing you were finally back in your car. You loved your family, but they could be a lot. A happy sigh left your mouth as you looked to the drivers seat where Carol sat, her hand on your thigh as she drove back home. “Do you think they liked me?” She asked, still insecure making you chuckle a bit before taking her hand from your thigh to press a soft kiss to the back of it.

“My family liked you more than me, babe. They argued on whose team you’d be, nobody wanted me” you laughed at the memory. It was a whole family fight who could team up with your talented girlfriend, while not one person asked you.

“Well, I mean I am pretty awesome” both of you smiled brightly at her words. The confident Carol was back at it. She stopped at a red light giving you the opportunity to lean over and press a passionate kiss to her lips.

“Thank you for coming with me, I know they can be a lot” you told her as you pulled back slightly. She was quick to pull you back and kiss you another time.

“It was my pleasure. Now let’s get home, I believe that the person from the loser team owes the person from the winner team something” her smirk made you blush as the light turned green.

All the insecurities for nothing.

[fandomfics]

The Trouble with Love

Part 6

Pairings: Cooper Howard/The Ghoul x John Hancock x Fem reader

Description: After your brush with death, you face a new challenge. Communication.

Master List here

⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️

No smut, sorry (next one though 😉)

Mentions of suicide, insecurity, violence, drug use, alcohol

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Hancock lays in her bed, immobile from his recent trauma. This is torturous for the charismatic mayor of Goodneighbor, if he can't get high and wander town talking with the people, helping solve asinine problems, he can't push his own problems away. He's alone with his own thoughts far more than he would like to be, especially at this moment. He saw the pain and disappointment in her eyes when he came to and almost felt regret for his actions. Almost.

The regrets of his past molded him into a man of action, he would no longer stand idly by as others were subjected to pain and torment. Possibly watching the love of his life suffocating slowly, not knowing if he would spend eternity with her remains, he just fucking couldn't.

He had never thought of himself as a particularly important person. Goodneighbor didn't need him anymore, the people took care of each other now. He jumped at the chance to leave town, told her it was because people in power don't deserve to be comfortable for too long, but it was more than that. He felt like he was no longer needed, he played his part, there were no lines left for him.

She is important. She has been a blessing to the Commonwealth in so many ways. The hero that everyone knows, except herself. She calls herself a merc, and that may be in the standards of the time she came from, but here in the wasteland her morals are clear. She gave him a renewed sense of purpose, she is his savior. She is more important than he could ever be.

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After retrieving the locket John had for you in his office you make your way to The Rexford. With the amount of wounds and crushed bone he's going to be bed ridden for at least a couple days, time enough to figure out where to go from here.

Your love for him is more than you ever thought you could feel again, and this mess is complicated. You want to punch him, kiss him, kick him out, hold him tight, scream at him. Mostly though, you just want everything to be normal again.

"This is nice and all," you say holding the necklace aloft in front of you, "but it doesn't make up for anything."

"I don't expect it to," he looks down at his hands with a weary smile "and I would understand if you didn't want anything to do with me anymore."

"Do you know how long it took me to not have nightmares every night about what happened to Nate?" You ask as you sit beside him on the edge of the bed, tears welling in your eyes, "Too fucking long. You made me live that again. I woke up across from my dead partner for the second time in my life." The tears start to flow freely. Hancock reaches up a hand to wipe the tears from your face but you flinch away. The pain etched in his face as you recoil punches through your chest leaving behind a hollowing pain of your own.

"I'm sorry love, but I don't regret it." He looks into your eyes, determined for you to see he means what he says, "Send Fahrenheit up. She can help me move to the statehouse. "

You sit in stunned silence, his words cut deep. When you finally move it's towards the door, "Cooper will help you too. " You say without looking back.

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A few hours later you lay in Cooper's arms, curled into his chest crying as his hand strokes your hair.

"I just don't understand why he couldn't listen, why he had to do that."

"Let me give ya some insight Darlin', your death is permanent. Him and I, we have a li'l more of an advantage, but we would still risk it all to save you."

"You're on his side?"

"Ya gonna tell me that ya wasn't ready ta risk yer life ta save his? Like ya always fuckin have?"

You pull back, ready to fight him, tell him it's different, but you can't find the words. He's right, you were willing to die to make sure Hancock lived. All three of you would die to save each other, a blessing and a curse in a dangerous world.

"I-I...would have died for him too." You whisper. The pain still ebbs and flows through you, and you squeeze your eyes shut "Fuck."

Cooper shushes you and pulls you in tighter, "Yeah sweetheart. Get yerself together, let's go see him."

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"He said he doesn't want to see either of you." Fahrenheit says through gritted teeth, hand on Cooper's chest.

"Bullshit, you think-"

"Cooper, it's fine," you say cutting him off "can you just tell him I'm sorry, and I want to talk through this?"

"Sure." She says simply

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Shattered bottles and empty chems litter Hancocks office in the statehouse. He lays on his couch wondering how much he'll need to forget everything while his legs heal up. From the open window he hears Cooper raise his voice before being cut off by hers.

He knew this whole thing could go sideways. No one ever stayed after things took a serious turn in the relationship. That short time of bliss was the happiest he'd been in his life, but it wasn't worth the pain he caused her. The gut wrenching feeling in his stomach persists, even after hearing her, he knows he can't be with her. He can't even go a couple weeks without fucking things up. It wasn't fair to her, he doesn't deserve her.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"I don't understand where his mind is at, but I want to...what if he never wants to talk to me again?"

"Then there's nothing ya can do, sweetheart. Ya hurt each other. Pretty bad too. Just give it some time."

"I have. It's been three days. I can't do this anymore, it's so fucking painful."

You march back into the statehouse to find Fahrenheit in Hancock's office, door wide open as she shovels trash into a corner. The place looks like a tornado swept through and brought a pharmacy and a liquor store with it.

"Where is he?" You ask softly

"He left as soon as he could."

"Where?" Your voice becomes more urgent.

"Wouldn't tell you even if I knew."

You storm out of the statehouse in a huff, Cooper close on your heels as you quickly make your way into the third rail.

"Two bottles of whiskey Charlie." You exchange caps with the bot and grab a couple glasses from the counter before you make your way to the table closest to Magnolia.

Cooper eyes you as you open a bottle and pour him and yourself drinks. You get through half the bottle by the time the songstress has finished her set and wave her over. she eyes you and Cooper suspiciously as you slide the unopened bottle of whisky to her.

"You know the way to my heart," she says with a wink "now what can I do for you honey?"

"John talk to you before he left?"

"Yeah," she looks a bit puzzled, "came to drop off some papers. Gave me the bar."

"What the fuck....Coop, what is he doing?" You turn to your partner, eyes wide. Something is wrong. "Mags, where did he go?"

"Didn't say, exactly. Just that he might not be back for a long while. I did overhear him talking to Fahrenheit though. Something about going back to where it started."

"The strongroom."

You thank Magnolia and rush to the exit.

"Ya think he's really goin there?"

"I hope so. We need to hurry, I have a bad feeling...."

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It's not difficult to traverse the tunnels that you helped Bobbi dig when you first arrived in Goodneighbor. There are a few radroaches and mirelurks, but you and Cooper manage to take them out fairly easily. Time seems to slow in your haste, you feel an eternity passes before you reach your destination. You spend the entire journey spiralling from one terrible outcome to another. When you arrive at the strong room you hear gunshot after gunshot, no sounds of people, just metal on metal as bullets ricochet off of train cars.

You peak your head into the room and see Hancock, bottle in hand, shooting at nothing.

When he pauses to reload you call out to him.

"John, it's me."

"Leave."

"Quit fuckin' around Hancock." Cooper yells sternly as he walks up through the opening, exposing himself to the other ghoul. "Let's just have a quick chat, and if ya still want nothin ta do with us, we'll go."

"Fine, if it will get you to leave me alone." He says before taking a hit of jet.

He sits by a fire in a rusty old lawn chair, in the dim lighting you see his expression. He looks... empty. You run to him, falling to your knees at his feet, looking him over, he stares into the fire without acknowledging you.

"John please look at me." You plead, tears in your eyes. You see something stir in him but he doesn't look at you.

"Fine." You whisper, "then just listen."

He seems to focus harder on the fire as you continue.

"You hurt me, but I hurt you too. We both fucked up. I should have listened to what you had to say, talked through it...trusted you. I would do anything for the people I love, why wouldn't I expect you to do the same. I'm sorry I let you do that alone. I shouldn't have let you go back to the statehouse to heal alone either. I'm sorry. "

He rubs his eyes with one hand and leaves his face buried in it.

"Okay."

"That's all? Really? Are you done...with me?"

His silence is deafening.

Out of nowhere Cooper is in front of Hancock and his fist slams into the side of his face . "The least ya can do is give the lady an answer!" He grabs a fist full of Hancock's coat and pulls his arm back, readying another strike. At the same moment you move forward to keep him from hurting Hancock anymore, his elbow collides with your chest and sends you to the ground knocking the breath out of you. Cooper looks back to you registering what just happened, giving Hancock an opening.

Finally something in him snaps and he pulls his gun up and shoots Cooper in the shoulder. He stumbles back in surprise and releases Hancock, who is immediately at your side.

"Are you hurt?" He finally seems concerned.

"No, but I'm fucking confused."

Cooper now kneels at your other side and reaches for your hand to pull you up, "I'm so sorry darlin', ya'lright?" you slap his hand away and stand on your own.

"Go wait in the fucking hole" you snap, pointing to the way you had come from. He sulks off to the opening and disappears. With your hands on your hips you turn back to Hancock.

"I don't matter, but you do. I don't want you out here risking yourself for me when I get caught between life and death. If I go, it's fine. I've done all the good I can do in this world. Within two weeks together you've nearly died and I've caused you so much pain.... Even if I knew you could never be hurt physically, I just can't do this to you. I don't deserve your time. It was a dream to think any different."

"Ultimately I can't force you to stay, but all that was bullshit. You saved me, and I was upset about it, until I realized I was trying to do the same thing. Because you matter. You are so fucking important to me. We can make this work, we just need to be honest and talk through our shit. I don't want to do this without you. Just a few days not knowing if you wanted to ever see me again was agony."

"Sunshine, I want to see you every second of every day." He cups your cheek in his hand, "that's why I left. So you couldn't convince me to be selfish and stay."

"My life is at risk is the wasteland whether you're there or not. I want you to be selfish. I want you to be happy. I want you to be with me."

He is hesitant, you see the struggle in his eyes, but he just can't help himself. He pulls you close and kisses you deeply and you melt into his touch.

"We're gonna have to set some ground rules on sacrificing ourselves for each other though." He says as he finally pulls away.

You nod as you grasp him tightly.

[anneapocalypse]

1, 2, 4, 8, 19 for the dav meme!

Veilguard Hype Ask Meme!

What was the first Dragon Age game you played?

Origins! I've been here since the beginning. Alongside Fallout 3, it was one of the first RPG video games that absolutely ate my brain. I have fond memories of sitting on my futon playing DAO for like 16 hours straight, forgetting to eat and destroying my back.

2. Which Dragon Age game is your favorite so far?

This is always such a hard question for me to answer, because the three games are all so different, and I have deeply fond memories of all three of them, and I can also look at all three pretty frankly and see their flaws even as I still enjoy them. I think if I have to name a favorite though, it's still Dragon Age 2. Something about its structure and scale, the creative and unusual use of place and time, and its themes, really appeals to me. I've also come to really like the personality lock-in feature even though it does place some limitations on role-playing, and I love the friendship-rivalry system. I love it so much. I think it makes for much more interesting character relationships than simply "Does this character approve or disapprove of my actions?" Are there things about the other games that I prefer, of course. I want to be able to play as an elf or a dwarf or a qunari, for one. But even after all this time, DA2 still hits me a certain way. I love the other two games as well. There's just something about Kirkwall.

4. What does your worldstate look like going into DAV?

So I have like five or six world states and I don't consider any one of them more canon than the others, but I will be going into Veilguard for the first time with Rogues Gallery, which is exactly what it sounds like (and which means the one thing I know about my Rook is they'll be a rogue), featuring Jolene Cousland, Mallory Hawke, and Calla Cadash.

Basic rundown:

The Circle was saved, Connor and Isolde both lived, Zathrian broke the curse, and Harrowmont is King of Orzammar.

Jo romanced Alistair and convinced him to do the Dark Ritual.

They stayed Grey Wardens and rode off into the sunset together.

Anora is Queen of Ferelden.

Nathaniel is alive.

The Architect was spared.

Vigil's Keep and Amaranthine were protected.

Jo went off alone to find a cure for the Calling, and Alistair was left in the Fade.

Carver is dead, Bethany is alive and a Grey Warden.

Mal romanced Isabela. (In my headcanon, they later become a polycule with Merrill but of course that's not in the game.)

She rivaled everyone except the rogues and Merrill.

Bartrand is dead. Varric kept a piece of the idol.

Aveline did not marry Donnic.

Feynriel went to the Dalish, and then to Tevinter.

Clan Sabrae was killed.

Merrill did not destroy the Eluvian.

Mal refused to take any kind of a stand until the very end of Act III where she heaved a big sigh and sided with the mages.

She disapproved of Anders' actions but spared his life.

Mal is still alive and kicking.

Calla romanced Josephine.

She conscripted the rebel mages and the Grey Wardens.

Alistair was left in the Fade.

I left off with her right before Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts, so I am not sure of her decisions from her onward! But I do plan to finish this playthrough before Veilguard comes out. :)

8. What faction are you most excited to learn more about?

I'm pretty hype about all of them, but I'd say the Lords of Fortune and the Veil Jumpers the most since we know the least about them!

19. Are you planning to replay any of the previous games, watch Dragon Age: Absolution, or read any of the books/comics/short stories, or are there other games you want to play in the meantime?

I do plan to finish my current playthrough of Inquisition (Calla's playthrough) which is still incomplete. Beyond that, maybe I'll re-read some of my favorite Tevinter Nights stories. I spent about three years (2020-2023) playing the whole series on repeat like 5-6 times and reading and watching all the side content I could get my hands on, so... I'm probably good on that front. ;)

Final Fantasy XIV is getting a new expansion, Dawntrail, in just a couple weeks, so that should occupy a good chunk of my summer, and I expect I'll be ready to play some more Dragon Age in the fall in preparation for Veilguard! (Would love to get an actual release date, though.)

[scythegameing]

Conflicting Lives- Chapter 6: Comfort and Chill Vibes

Word Count: 2247

It was the third day following the meeting. Scythe had woken up later on the same day of the meeting, about an hour after the others had gotten him back to his dorm room, but didn't talk much, just letting the others chat around him. Sam was coming over today though, so he at least had something to look forward to. He mostly just sat on the couch either watching tv or playing some games, but today he was too excited to see someone else to properly focus on anything on the tv. 

Thankfully, Scythe didn't have to wait all too much longer in his little pool of excitement before there was a knock on the door. “Come in!” Scythe yelled from where he sat. Ella was in class right now, and the door had been left unlocked for the past few days so friends could come check on him if they needed to, and he didn't mind one bit. Sam walked in, taking care not to knock anything over with his extra arms, they came with being a spider hybrid after all.

“Hey Scythe, How are you feeling today?” Sam asked with a wide smile. Sam goes to Cursia University as well as Ella and Scythe, and studies his major, Digital Game Design, as an off-campus student, traveling to go to his classes. He walked over to where Scythe was on the couch and sat down next to him.

“Way better honestly even though I still don't quite understand how I got so panicked so quickly. It is what it is I guess,” Scythe responded as he moved to the side a little to give Sam more sitting room. “I’m glad to have you here though it's been forever since we’ve been able to just hang out, chaos causing or not” 

Sam chuckled and agreed, “Yeah it really had, but with what's been going on I'm not really surprised we haven't been able to either.” The pair sat for a minute longer, simply enjoying each other's company. And then there was a knock on the door.

The door burst open, and before Scythe could turn to see who it was, he heard a familiar Australian accent. “What’s this then? A sad friend? Well that just won’t do!” That's when both Sam and Scythe found themselves with chocolates and chips being dropped on their heads.

Scythe chuckled and looked up where the friendly voice was coming from. “Hey Pearl!” Scythe said with a smile plastered across his face. “Did you really come all the way from Survas just to dump junk food on me? And you didn't have to open the door so fast either y'know.”

“Nonsense, of course I have to make an entrance! How else do you think I got my reputation as Scarlet Moon?” The tall moth hybrid replied with a smirk and a wink. She walked around and plopped down onto the floor in front of the two younger men, and looked expectantly at them. “Well, are you going to try anything or not? Cleo and Gem made those right there--” Pearl pointed to two pieces of tupperware, one circular and one square, that had landed between Scythe and Sam “-- and the two made sure that they were your favorite.”

Scythe looked at the circular tupperware, hardly hesitating before grabbing it and opening the lid. Almost instantly the smell of chorus fruit met his nose, the scent of pie coming only a moment later. He looked back at Pearl, still sitting on the ground, and said with a grin, “Please tell them I say thank you and that I love them. It has been far too long since I've had chorus pie and I know it'll be damn good if both of them had a hand in it.”

He took one more good sniff and put the lid back on to save for later. Reaching for the other, more square tupperware, Scythe opened it as well. “And fudge brownies?? Oh my void those two are saints I swear.” he said as soon as he saw what was inside of the container. Sam and Pearl burst into laughter, and it took a minute for Scythe to realize what they were laughing about before he started laughing too

“I don’t know if I would call those two saints but they sure are something.” Sam said in between laughs. “It definitely is nice of them to do that for you though.” The three finally stopped laughing as much, and Scythe found himself nodding in agreement.

“They may be chaotic but who’s to say you guys aren't either?” Pearl responded

“Yeah but you and Cleo are something else entirely” Scythe said back with a smirk.

“Hey you can’t say anything either, Scythe. Not with what you and Joel can get up to together.” Sam said, and Pearl stuck her tongue out at the Enderman hybrid in a mocking victory.

“Wooooow Sam. And I thought you loved me,” He said back playfully, holding his hand to Sam's face, blocking the view of the others' faces. The pair on the couch laughed, pearling chuckling along as well.

Scythe handed the other two a brownie after pulling one out for himself. “We all deserve a wonderful brownie if I do say so myself.” He said after taking a bite of his own piece, and the other two nodded in agreement while taking a bite.

The three just sat and talked for a few minutes longer, each enjoying the snacks Pearl had brought. They ended up splitting just about everything between themselves, Scythe making sure to grab a few that he knew Ella would like. He enjoyed having the company of others with him, but these were two of a select few people that he enjoyed talking to the most.

“Do you guys want to play some games?” Scythe asked eventually. “I’m not quite sure what we have that all 3 of us will want to play but we can always look”

“Sure! What kind of games ya got?” Pearl replied.

“I don’t even think he knows what he has himself” Sam chuckled and said, causing Scythe to stick his tongue out.

“I know most of the games I have, thank you very much! I just don’t know what we all want to play!” He pouted as he responded.

“Quit your bickering ya spoons,” Pearl said, standing up and gently hitting them both on the top of the head, effectively bonking the pair. “Let’s see what games you’ve got, eh Scythe?”

Scythe nearly jumped off the couch and to his shelf of video games, pulling around 15 off of it to show to the pair waiting behind him. He excitedly “ran” back to them, sitting on the ground and spreading them out in front of him. 

“This one--” he pointed to a game on the left side of the spread, “-- is more of a sandbox game. Its open-world type but still kind of has a goal but really we could all play and do whatever.” he pointed  to one a few to the right, “And this one is more a fighting type game, but not in like a 1v1 type style but more of like pve style and can have I think up to five players in a game.

This one over here is sort of a mix. It has the partial open world and sandbox type aspects, but it's also a lot about surviving and building a base from primitive tools to advanced machinery.” that time Scythe was pointing to a game on the far right side. He explained the rest in a similar way, then waited for Pearl and Sam’s responses.

After what felt like forever to Scythe, but was only probably a few more seconds, Sam spoke. “I think the mixed kind of one sounds cool. It could be a really fun challenge.” Pearl nodded in agreement, “it certainly does sound like a challenge, and a fun one at that!” She said with a smile.

And so Scythe booted up the game and they played. They played for what felt like hours. At some point, Ella has returned to the dorm after her classes for the day, hopped in a shower and had some snacks. She joined in as well, opting to be the farmer in the game, focused on getting food for them all. Pearl took the role of building the house up, Sam took to material gathering for just about everything, and Scythe took to taming the beasts that the in-game world had to offer.

They must have played though the entire night, as when they were finally starting to get tired the clock read 10:42pm. They all winced simultaneously at how late it was getting, and Pearl was the first to stand, followed by Sam.

“I should probably be getting home right about now lovelies, but thank you for letting me stay and play some games with ya!” she said, grabbing the few belongings she had brought along with her. The other three said goodbye, and Pearl left the dorm room and Scythe could’ve sworn he saw her flying through the window..

The three friends sat for a few minutes longer, but it wasn't too much longer until Sam grabbed their own items. “I should probably head home too. All of my stuff for my classes tomorrow are at home.” The spider hybrid said, double checking he did have all of his belongings.

“Alright, well get home safe Sam.” Ella said, helping him to get all of his surviving snacks in his multiple appendages and minimal bags. “Don’t do anything stupid on your way back.” She added with a small glare.

“Hey I’m not that dumb--” Sam's said, turning back to face Ella, stopping what he was saying at her stare. “-- ok maybe I can be but it's too late to do anything, plus I already said i have classes tomorrow I’m not going to do anything.” He conceded. 

“If I know you and Scythe, and I do--” Ella looked at Sam, then at Scythe, “-- you guys get up to stupid shit at stupid times. I know you likely won’t do anything stupid, but that doesn't mean you won’t at all.” She ended her sentence, making sure to enunciate each point of her mini-lecture.

Sam looked at Scythe for some support. “Come one Scythe help me out here man.” “I wish I could Sam but, well, she’s not wrong.” the Enderian replied, and Ella’s face turned into one of triumph.

“How could you betray me?” Sam said jokingly before the three laughed together a bit. “Alright , alright, I wont do anything too stupid. I promise.” He added as Ella looked at him once more with suspicion.

The trio said their goodbyes to each other, and when Ella had closed the door behind Sam, Scythe grabbed something. As she made it back to the couch where he was sitting, Scythe held out the circular tupperware from earlier in the day.

“What’s this?” Ella said, looking at the container Scythe handed her, trying to determine what it was before opening it. “Is it something that Pearl had brought?”

Scythe nodded, “Yeah! Cleo and Gem made it for me, but I thought we should share a slice or two given what it is.” Ella looked at him curiously. “Open it you dummy! Look at what it is!” he said in response to her curious glance.

She chuckled a little to herself and opened the container. The smell of the Chorus Pie once again hit Scythe’s nose, and he could tell that Ella was excited about the delicious treat as well. She looked back up at him, her eyes full of excitement. “Can we eat some now?” she asked, her multi-colored wings flapping a bit in her excitement..

Scythe laughed, “Yes, yes we can.” he grabbed the tupperware back from her and got up to go to the kitchen and cut a few slices. “You know, you can be really cute when you get all giddy and excited like that.” he said, smiling as he put each slice onto its own plate, grabbing a fork each. Ella’s cheeks turned a lighter, pinker hue, and her wings instinctively moved to cover her face. “The little wing movements make it even cuter.” Scythe added.

He chuckled as he walked back to the couch with the chorus pie slices, setting one next to a flustered and “hidden” Ella. Slowly, his winged partner  emerged from her feathered cocoon, mumbling small curses as she picked up her plate and took a bite of the pie. Almost as soon as she took the bite, her wings flapped a bit happily.

Scythe chuckled to himself once more, and Ella shot him a glare before taking another bite, and he put his hands up in defeat. Taking a bite of his own slice, Scythe appreciated Pearl's partners ever more for the pie, and how well they made it. From what he knew, chorus pie was pretty difficult to make, mainly because of the toughness and general difficulty to handle chorus fruit itself.

As the clock ticked ever closer to midnight, Scythe and Ella ate their slices of pie, chatted about some random stuff, and even played a few games, more chill in comparison to the one they were playing with Sam and Pearl. By the time the clock did hit midnight, the pair were already in bed, falling asleep and getting ready for another hopefully peaceful day.

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[rriavian]

Hey. I'm sorry about your migraine, I hope it's gone. I came to you with a thought. What if Corinthian had been there when Dream and Hob Gadling met at the New Inn in episode 6? Hob is really happy with the fact that he can finally talk to his stranger again, and in the back Corinthian wonders what the fuck is going on here. Dream and a human? how is it possible? I don't know exactly if he'll come near Dream and Hob or just stand there and have a fit of jealousy, but it amuses me to think about it.

<3 Thank you! It's still not great (and I should probably get off my computer) but it should hopefully start to ease off in a few hours. Or at least before tomorrow.

Hmm. That is an interesting thought! I've thought about it a couple of times before, I think the Corinthian would probably do his best to not be wherever Dream was but! If he was there I can imagine it might be him sensing Dream returning to the Waking World, maybe thinking his creator was after him, and being like 'best check this out'. And stalking Dream for a bit. But being very careful.

My minds gone off in another direction first but I have this bizarre image of the Corinthian sneaking around after Death and Dream. Like he comes across Dream feeding the pigeons- idek he has binoculars and is a whole street away just being like 'wtf is he doing?'. The Corinthian is trying to match the evil mastermind view he's got of his creator with the image of him sitting pensively feeding birds.

Obviously there's a plot here he's just got to figure out what it is.

So he sneaks around after Death and Dream while they have their sister brother chat. When Dream turns down the offer to buy an apple he diligently makes a note of 'doesn't like apples' in his brain/notebook/'plots against my hot creator' journal. Why would he need such a fact?

The Corinthian doesn't know but it might be important.

Getting back on track! He follows Dream to the New Inn and takes the risk of going inside. I have the most amusing image of him like...sat with a newspaper peering around it at them. Or still outside sneaking looks in through the window. Dream probably knows he's there (or maybe he's distracted by the post ruby power up?). The Corinthian may or may not know about Hob already, but I think perhaps if he does he's forgotten the details/deemed them unimportant.

The Corinthian sees Dream smile at Hob and adds 'kill Dream's random human' to his list of plots.

Beyond that I'm not sure, I have a feeling he'd come back and kill Hob later. Then be very confused when he doesn't die. Or Dream would be like 'One moment' (to Hob) and go over to his table and be like 'Did you think I wouldn't notice?'. Or Hob would lean forwards and whisper 'That guy has been staring at you for twenty minutes.' and Dream would sigh and be like 'Indeed.'

Hob's like 'I don't know if he wants to fuck you or kill you.'

And instantly regrets blurting such a thing out to the friend he's only just reconnected with.

But Dream just sighs again and says 'If he could figure that out it would save a lot of time.'

Sorry if this is a little incoherent I've been squinting at my screen as I type, but this was such a fun little scenario thank you so much for asking :)

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||The Misadventures of the Phoenix and the Shadow Chimera Sorcerers Part 16-Sickness and little buddies||

Hi there. It's time to add another part or chapter to this so here is part 16! This is a Drabble series I’m writing with my amazing friend @demon-blood-youths. To see where we are now, the chapters are down below.

—- Previous Parts Of their adventures so far —–

Chapters 1-6 (Click here)

Chapters 6-13 (Click here)

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

((Your reading Chapter 16 right now))

—Drabble Summary —

It seems another adventure has started for the sorcerers now. Though, after a long mission from that one night, seems something happened? Well, it involves two sorcerers and being a little...sick. Wanna know how? Curious to what happened? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Worried students

~Two sick sorcerers today

||Muses in this drabble||

Taz Hellion, Kinie, , Daichi/Eito belongs to my friend and amazing rp partner@chunibyo-x-sorcerer that is a side blog owned by @demon-blood-youths

Ryomen Sukuna, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Maki Zenin, and Nobara Kugisaki belong to Jujtusu Kaisen but also to me due to rping them as muses

((Note: This drabble will have heavy grammar mistakes and errors but this was written for fun. I hope you understand but also enjoy please.))

"Geez, what a mission. See? We did it!" Yuji was proud after a good job well done. Or to say that ignoring the giant flaming crater in the middle of a old building. Daichi was sweating seeing this but he saw Megumi shaking his head.

Did he even learn from the last time? Maybe not but even so the mission was completed.

"You know, I was not expecting the mission to go that way.....but it worked I guess?" Yuria said with a sweatdrop herself even with Daichi laughed nervous like.

"I mean true...it did...."

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? HOW DID THIS WORK! YOU FUCKING BLEW UP ANOTHER BUILDING YOU IDIOT!" Sukuna shouted at him from Yuji's cheek which Yuji covers it.

"He didn't mean that, Daichi. At least the mission was saved thanks to-OW! SUKUNA DON'T BITE ME!" Yuji said mad as he was arguing with him.

"Guys enough! Lets just head back....the mission is done so I'll be writing the report." Megumi said but as he turns, he looks to see Taz and Miko tired but they sighed.

"You two alright?" He asked seeing Taz and Miko look.

"Y..Yes were alright. Just sore from that mission." she said.

"True. But hey, we did it though!" Taz said happy herself. He didn't know why but something felt off but he looks to the others.

"Even so, lets go home..I think were done.." he said as they now were starting to head to the van to head on home. True the mission was a complete mess at the start, it was a win for them. Now, they were heading home to get some rest. While heading back, Megumi looks to Taz and Miko as the two relaxed side by side with eyes closed.

Yuji wonders if his little sister was wounded but he didn't see any blood or anything on her. Same with Miko. Well, they might head to the nurse to check but for now, they waited.

~~~~~~~~Later that night~~~~~~~~~

The boys were in their dorms just relaxing now that it leaves them resting up in the room. For now, the girls were resting and relaxing now that they were now sitting and talking about today's mission.

"You know that was a mission but a decent one." Maki said.

"True but it was still a mission.." Yuria said.

As Nobara nods to agree she looks seeing Miko and Taz but she noticed them looking a lot more tired than when they came back home.

"Taz, are you sure your alright? You look really tired." Nobara said this with Maki and Yuria worried. They saw her look at them even if she smiled waving her hand.

"Trust me, I'm alright. I might be just tired from the mission tonight. Believe me, I'm okay." she said.

'She's right...besides, if something was wrong I would know....."Maki said to her even if Nobara sighed to look back at Taz and Miko who was already laying down to rest up.

"Believe me, I'm okay..don't worry." Taz smiled sweetly to them but even so, they believed her. For now, they let it go while seeing Taz getting ready for bed. Though, something was wrong even so.

As Taz was in bed, she got ready for bed yawning softly. However, she sees Miko sleeping but she did look a little sick. Maybe it was due to the mission? Even so, she sighed to lay down and goes ahead to turn the light off to get some sleep. The other girls were also heading to bed along with the guys but as everything was silent and quiet, something was around both Taz and Miko while they sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning, Yuji along with the others were waking up but getting some breakfast as well together. Though, he yawns to look sleepy since today was a day off for them.

"Morning guys. Did you get some sleep?" He said.

"We did in a way...seems like you guys didn't though." Nobara said eating some breakfast while looking to them. She saw Megumi awake but Kisho yawning like Eito as well.

"You can say that. Though...it's a day off for us so we can rest up easy." Megumi said seeing everyone didn't mind it. However, he blinks to notice two people missing.

"Then should we go ahead and get some breakfast? I'm starving.." Yuji said happy even if he was still tired.

"We will but Nobara? Where is Taz and Miko?" Megumi asked.

"Hmm? They must be still asleep. I could have sworn they were awake." she said but looks to check with Yuria following. The two walk inside and yet this made the two look.

"Taz? Miko? You two awake? Were going to get some breakfast!" Maki said to wait for a response but no words were heard. "Hmm..that's strange..you said they were awake or you woke them?" Megumi asked.

"We did wake them. Maybe they went back to sleep?" Yuria said.

"Maybe...I'll check.." Nobara goes to Miko and Taz's rooms. "Hey, you two? Are you awake?" Nobara calls out but when she did, a sudden loud sneeze was heard along with another and it seems like something was inside the room?

"Taz?! Miko!? Are you two okay!? What is that noise!" Nobara said but she saw the others rush in.

"What's wrong? Are they okay-"

"Their is something inside the rooms!" Nobara said.

"What!? DON'T WORRY GIRLS WE'LL SAVE YOU!" Yuji said along with Kisho who goes to the girls doors about to knock them down.

"HEY, DON'T BREAK DOWN THE-" Megumi tries to stop them only to wince, seeing Yuji punch the door down to Taz's room and Kisho blasting the door down with a flame arrow.

Nobara, Maki, Yuria, and Megumi was shocked seeing this but the two look inside.

"Little sister!? You okay!?" Yuji said.

"Miko!? You okay too!" Kisho said.

The two boys heard sniffles inside but when the two got a look their eyes widen. Taz was sitting up but she looked different. Her face was gloomy, her hair was messy. She still was wearing her pjs but her room was full of baby Quolls that was squeaking or playing around. She sniffs but looks.

"*Sniffs* B..big brother?" she said sick like.

"SIS! WHAT HAPPENED!? WHY ARE YOU SICK!!" Yuji said in a panic while going to check on her. He touches her forehead but he got more worried. She was burning up before she feels that.

"Your cool...you feel really cool.." she mutters but blinks to close her eyes. "Ah....ah.....ahhhhh.....Achoo!" when she sneezed another baby quoll shows up and lands on her head sniffing that Yuji was worried. Even Sukuna was shocked.

'What..the fuck!?' he said. 'Princess!? Are you alright!? Can you hear me!' Sukuna said to Kinie but he also heard sniffles but looks seeing something showing on top of Taz's head. Kinie was there but she was curled up while her tail ficks a little.

"Uggghhhh too noisy.." she hissed at Yuji.

"......"

"Wait..if Taz is sick then.." When the group looks they heard Kisho shout too.

"MIKO NOOOOO!! WHY DID I LET THIS HAPPEN! YOU GOT SICK!!"

Yuria checks to see in Miko's room. She was also sitting up, looking just like Taz. Gloomy, sick like, her hair was also messy but she had her room full with Badgers as well. Baby ones were hopping around and some even nuzzling against her. She sniffs to blink looking at Kisho while she yawns.

"O..Oh hi Kisho...*sniffs*...what are you doing here?" she mutters to sniff again.

"NOOOOOOO!!!" He falls on his knees crying with Eito hooting worried trying to calm him down.

"Will you two stop shouting!? "Megumi said to Yuji and KIsho before sighing. "We can just get the nurse to check on them or take them. So stop panicking." he said.

"That's right! Lets go get them!" Kisho said. "Don't worry Miko, we'll get you help!" he said running out with Yuji following. Megumi's eye twitched due to them over panicking but sighed to shake his head.

~~~~~A few minutes later~~~~~~

Doctor Ieiri and nurse Mi-Sun were done checking up on the two. However, they were still shocked seeing the other shikigami babies around the two. "....Hmmmm.."

"See see see?! Why are they sick!? Please help them!" Yuji said worried about Taz and Miko like Kisho was.

"Easy now...we told you two what is wrong..." Mi-sun said. "From what we found out, it seems like both the girls got a sick curse on them. Though, it's rare to see something like this. Even Kinie is sick..along with Anaconda too." Doctor leiri sighed seeing the two sniffling while being wrapped up in cooling blankets while resting beside one another.

"Besides, they just need some rest, sleep, and some medicine along with some soup. As long as you do that, they will be fine after a while or a few days-"

"A few days!? But..wait, what do you mean a sick curse?"

"Well, from what Mi-sun found, the two got sick last night. Or cursed to say. Something must have happened and this happened. Maybe during your mission?"

"Mission? Ohhhh when were were taking out that weird looking curse spirit that was green and wailing.." Kisho said remembering.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Mi-sun asked.

"Well, sometimes cursed spirits tend to curse another without the other knowing. I guess when you guys took out your target, it must have cursed them. Or to say, what did the curse do or what did it look like?" Doctor leiri asked.

"It was like this..I got a picture.." Megumi said showing her and Mi-sun. The two looks at the picture seeing it did look like how Kisho said. Greenish skin, it had a swollen head of some sort. Pale eyes and looks to have slime oozing off it's body.

The two looks at it then looks to the students. "Then, how did you guys take it out?"

"Well...Kisho did that. He trapped it in the house it made it's base in and then it tried to attack us only for it to quickly burst into flames thanks to him. Though, we made sure it was out." kisho said.

"I see....and did you guys see the totem that it had?"

".......A what now?" Kisho said.

"....Figures.." Doctor leiri said but this made Mi-sun worried.

"Well, it's a item some cursed have with it but...depends on how you take it out to have it leave a curse on who left the building last. Soooooo..I feel like Miko and Taz left last before the building....maybe that is when it cursed them-"

"CURSED THEM!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT DAMN THING CURSED THE PUP AND MIKO!?" Yuji and Kisho said in shock but the doctor and nurse sighed.

"It did due to them leaving though, I guess when you exploded it, the flames triggered the item that's when it cursed them as revenge so...yeah.." Mi-sun said and yet, this made the group quiet before hearing sneezes again to see two more baby quoll and badgers show to land in their laps being cute like the rest.

".......Even if they are sick, the little shikigami are pretty cute." Yuria said.

"I can agree with-"

"Guys, focus! So how do we take care of them..." Yuji said.

"Like we said, get them rest and take care of them and you'll be fine....though, just make sure to keep a eye on them." Mi-sun said.

"Hold on, you mean this happened due to a spark of flame?" Megumi said that Kisho blinks that he got nervous. Uh oh.

"Well, yes. That's how most trigger it." she said.

"...I see.." Megumi looks to Kisho who was sweatdropping nervous. "Kisho..."

"Uhhhhh...n..now hold on. I didn't know it would curse them if I burned the curse! I DIDN'T KNOW!" he said panicking backing up. However, Megumi looks to him that he slowly raised his hands.

"......."

"You better start running if you don't want to get killed today." he said.

"..Noted." Right away, he turns to run out with Megumi chasing him.

"KISHO, GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!"

"YOU CAN'T BLAME ME FOR THIS! HOW WAS I SUPPOSE TO KNOW IF IT WOULD DO THAT!? DX"

"I TOLD YOU TIME AND TIME AGAIN TO BE CAREFUL! NOW YOU GOT THEM CURSED!"

"NOOOOO! SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEE!!!"

"......" Everyone sweatdrops even the doctor and healer that sighed but looks back to Taz and Miko who dozed off to sleep again hugging the Badgers and Quolls surrounding them.

".....That reminds me, didn't Taz have her daily chat with her team back home?" Yuria asked Maki and Nobara. The two blink but remembers. Oh boy.

~~~~~A few hours later~~~~~

"What do you mean Taz is sick!? What did you guys do!?" Maggie shouted angry while the DBT was unsure how it happened. Taz usually calls them at this time during the check up to see how she's doing. However, they get Yuji and the others who was doing this with Gojo sensei.

"Now now, I'm sure as we told you she along with Miko is alright. Their asleep in their rooms resting up. We are making sure they are getting rest, medicine, and everything to insure they heal." Gojo said smiling.

".......BUT HOW THE HELL CAN SHE GET SICK!? SHE SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TO! SHE'S A DEMON FOR FUCK SAKE!" Maggie shouted that T-bone sweatdrops worried but saw some flames showing.

"Easy Maggie easy!!" he said panicking she might burn the area.

"I agree with Maggie on this! How the Fuck did Taz get sick anyway!? You said you guys were taking care of her!? Was it because of you again!?" he glares at Kisho who was beaten up by Megumi's rabbits again. He blinks to shake.

"No, I didn't mean to-I mean, I didn't do it?"

"SO IT WAS YOU! I'LL BEAT YOUR ASS YOU-"

"GUYS ENOUGH!" Ink shouted breaking it up but sighed to look. "Sorry about that. But yeah, we were not expecting Taz to get sick. Though, is she alright though?"

"No worries, she's okay. I already got her some soup and she's taking a nap right now...." Yuji said but at least she was alright. "The same for Miko too..."

"Huh? Miko is sick too?" Shdwkyz asked.

"Yeah but it's a long story.." Megumi said.

"I see...but that leaves another question.." he said to sweatdrop. "Why is the room filled with baby Quolls and Badgers?"

"Uhhhhhhh....." the group sees the babies around them but Gojo was even being cuddled by some.

"SO CUTE!!!!" Gojo was nuzzling them more seeing everyone look at him with a dumbfounded look.

"....That's another reason. Those came from Taz and Miko when they sneeze..somehow they appear out of thin air for some reason.." Nobara said.

"....." The DBT sweatdrops confused but wonders.

"So she sneezes and they show up? That's impossible though." Jaron said this.

"No no it's true. Whenever they sneeze one shows up..." He said.

"Really? You expect us to believe that?" Navarro said.

Before Yuji explains, someone opens the door to cough a little. "B..big brother..*sniffs* D..do you have anymore soup?"

The group looks seeing a sick tired Taz wrapped up in a blanket while hugging Kinie in her Quoll form.

"Taz!?"

"Sis, what are you doing out of bed?!" Yuji said worried going to help her stand so she didn't fall. She sniffles but looks up.

"I'm sorry..I was just hungry and..w..wanted more...so can I have more?" she asked.

"Of course you can..but lets you back to bed." he said.

"Taz, you really are sick! I'll be sure they pay for making you sick!" Maggie said.

"H..Huh? M..Maggie, no it's n..not their fault...I...ah...." she twitched getting ready to sneeze. "Ah....Ah...Ahhh.....ACHOO!" As she did, something pops out of thin air and lands on Ink's head. She blinks to look seeing a baby Quoll that looks at her to blink.

"EH!?!"

"...Told you!" Yuji said.

Ink reaches to take it off her head seeing the baby but tilts her head like it did. "Awwww! It's cute!" she smiled holding it.

"I know right!?" Gojo said nuzzling a few. "So soft and cute!"

"Will you two stop being stupid!?" Navarro shouted showing sharp teeth comedically while seeing the two still nuzzling the babies.

"But their adorable!!" Ink pouts.

"Damn it Ink! Are we NOT going to ask how that even happened!?" Navarro said.

"It was from Taz like we said!" Nobara said.

"So your saying it was from her?" Ophelia said. "Then how did this happen?" she asked.

"We explained it was after a mission we had last night. The cursed got her and Miko and...they were like this this morning." Maki said.

"Is that so?" Hellmare said.

The others nod but saw Taz sneeze again when another baby Quoll shows and lands in Jaron's arms that he looks seeing it.

"Uhhhhh...guys? I think their telling the truth here." Jaron said.

"......"

The group looks to Taz before she sneezed again and again. However, not one but a group of baby Quolls showed up where the DBT was. They look at this but then at Taz. "....."

"Again, that happens when she sneezes but the same for-" Yuji and the others heard another sneeze showing baby Badagers now. Kisho saw Miko awake but she was sniffling too.

"Miko! You shouldn't be out of bed!" he said helping her.

"Sorry..*Sniffs* But I was t..thirsty..." she mutters. Now the two were sneezing again that more and more babies showed up.

"Uh oh..." Now the DBT's living room was full of baby Quolls and Badagers now.

"MAKE THEM STOP SNEEZING WERE DROWNING HERE!" Navarro said now standing on a table while the others did the same.

"You know this leaves a question. If they are able to do this when sneezing...you don't think.." When the DBT thinks, shouts were heard from different areas along with text messages send to Ink and Fosh.

((Wind Serpent)): INK WHAT THE HECK IS WITH THE QUOLLS AND BADAGERS!? WHAT'S HAPPENING OVER THERE!!

((Blue Phoenix)): Ummm did something happen over there?! Where did all these little baby animals come from!? o.o

((NIghtshade)): WERE TRAPPED IN OUR HOUSE! I DON'T KNOW WHERE THESE BABIES CAME FROM BUT THEIR OVER FILLING OUR APARTMENT! We CAN'T GET OUT!! DX

((Hellish panther)): Hey sis!! Did you notice the cute babies!? I can't believe their showing up here in Central park! So cute!!

((Killer knight)): You know I was not expecting to see this. Though, at least Yumeno has new friends. X3

((Peace underdog)): Wow I was not expecting this today. No wonder everyone was standing up on the tables

((Raging demon)): INKKKKKK WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO THIS TIME!? WHY ARE THEIR ANIMALS ALL IN OUR TERRITORY!?

((Blind sensei)): Should I ask why I sense so many little ones? Their so many and..I think were on the roof of our base. What happened???

((Shy butterfly)): Send help! Were drowning in babies! Help!!!!

((Knight of darkness)): Guys!? Why are their baby animals all over and...WHY DID THEY SWARM THE STREETS!?

((Ice werewolf)): Should we ask? Or is this something resulting in another attack? So many pups though!!

"O.o;" The DBT was speechless but saw more and more showing with the two sneezing.

"TAZ, STOP SNEEZING PLEASE!!"

"S..sorry. I..ah.....ahhh.."

"Uh oh.."

"Ah CHOO!" another sneeze that more shows up dog piling everyone.

"Uhhh, we gotta go and fix this! We'll call you guys lat-" Before Ink could finish more flooded in and the connect was broken. The sorcerers were silent but Kisho and Yuji sweatdrop.

Yeah, that was going to be a long time to explain.

"I'm sure they will be fine." Gojo said smiling.

"....Not helping Sensei..not helping." Yuji said before he and Kisho leads the two back to bed. However, it was a exciting day for everyone. Even if some was trapped on their roofs seeing the swarms of baby Quolls and Badagers everywhere. But it was something cute right?

This was going to be one heck of a report.

[remyfire]

Fic ask meme!! A, L, and/or Q <3

Fanfic Ask Meme A: How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]?

Ahh, Rosie, you didn't give me a specific fic title, so I'll go general!! —54% are song lyrics —6% are prompt-based —40% are completely random, just what came to mind when I considered the content of the fic

I go for song lyrics more frequently nowadays but I also do not have as modern or expansive of a music library as much, so I do a lot of repeats of the same songs!! I'd love to start using poetry as well, but I still am having trouble digesting poetry with my focus disorder. Work in progress.

L: What’s the weirdest AU you’ve ever come up with?

I still think traphawkahy seminary incubus AU—with or without the optional addition of B-girl content—is probably the silliest possible title at this point. Notably I am not responsible for all of it—shout out to @hesgomorrah—but I'm very fond of it so I am putting at least a wee bit of claim on it.

Q: Do you have any discarded scenes/storylines/projects?

I have the very very very bad habit of entirely deleting scenes that I edit out rather than saving them in another doc for possible later use, but I still have a few moments from Scratching The Itch kicking around. Multiple ones, so they're unedited under the cut for anyone curious.

When I was brainstorming how to get to the massage/sex scene in chapters 4 and 5, originally I had Hawkeye playing a little bolder and BJ meeting him competitively in the middle and overruling him. It ended up not working for my purposes, and I appreciate getting to go the more tender route with BJ especially. iirc correctly, this snippet was going to take place directly after Freddie's departure, with Hawk teasing BJ about how hard he is and how he's refusing to go take care of it. But you can see the thread that I carried over into the actual shower chapter itself.

"I've done without for this long," BJ drawls, lips quirked in that hint of a smile that teases what California sunshine must look like. "I can last a little more."

"But why bother?" Hawkeye tucks one finger in BJ's belt loop, just barely fitting between the smooth leather and the rough fabric, and gives him a tug. "We don't want a Sunday pot roast, Beej. The longer you let that sit and stew, the more tender it's gonna get, and how's that fun for anyone?"

BJ puts his hand square in the middle of Hawkeye's bare chest and gives the gentlest nudge, and Hawkeye is so taken aback that he lets him, lets BJ walk him backward one step at a time. Those lips turn upward just a hint more as blue eyes sparkle down at him like the sea and the sky have swapped. "Because the first time that you make me come," BJ murmurs, "is going to be when I'm fucking you."

Hawk's eyes widen so far they feel like they might bulge out of his head. It's not the first time he's felt BJ's hand on his skin, but there's intentionality here beyond just pulling him to sit beside Beej on a bench when they're 8 straight hours into surgery, beyond the way BJ's fingers would find the slim gap between Hawkeye's shirt and pants while they stumbled laughing back from Rosie's.

Those beautiful fingers are a weight on him—but a grounding one.

The back of his knees hit the bed and he tips into sheets that still smell like sex and sweat, and suddenly he's desperate to know how BJ's pheromones are going to mix.

"That's what you want, isn't it?" BJ's voice is barely over a murmur. "You want to know what it feels like to be as full as you've made all those pretty girls your whole life." BJ lifts his eyebrows, wrinkles spreading across his forehead. "You want. To be. Fucked."

Finally the words creep in fully through the post-orgasmic haze, slithering around his brain, squeezing, ready to make a meal of him. His blood goes cold and leaves goosebumps along his entire body.

BJ is a prankster. He's as mercurial as the god that word is named for. He takes delight in teasing, needling, but never in a cruel way. Right? Has BJ ever been cruel to him—intentionally, sadistically, curving his wrist to make a bleeding gash in Hawkeye's heart? Suddenly he can't recall, can't be perfectly sure. Those glimmering eyes are waves crashing down to drown him.

"I-I..." Hawk fights to find the light he had in his chest only moments ago.

And these are assorted bits of dialogue that ended up not being used, originally used regarding Freddie and in the shower scene respectively.

"I think the war's aged me fucking fifty years. Jesus. You're gonna laugh, but I'm so tight, I think I almost pulled something just from fucking her."

~~

"You're telling me this because if I ever said a word about you and Peg being open, you'd be able to take me down with you."

"I'd never take you down over anything, Hawk. But if that's what you need to believe, then go ahead."

This is the original ending of the R&R scene in chapter 6, right before the pivot back to camp. I wrote this before doing anything else with chapter 6, and then when I started from the beginning, I realized BJ had a lot more rage and grief regarding how his attempt to be domestic with Hawk (has BJ done this before with men? Has it worked? Is Hawkeye special?), so I couldn't use it, and again, I prefer how it ended up moving, even though it left a lot up in the air for me to play with when I circle back. (notably I had also forgotten I gave them three days of R&R, so I couldn't send them back that easily anyway when they still had a full day left to go hfdkd)

BJ clicks his tongue against his teeth. "You've been touching me this casually since I puked my guts up in front of you and nobody's said a word." When he glances over his shoulder, the flatness is gone. "Yeah. Of course it'd be casual. What else would it be?"

Hawkeye opens his mouth, shuts it again, and forces himself to think before he speaks. "I'm, uh, glad we're on the same page."

BJ chuckles and pats Hawk on the cheek just a little too firmly. "Can we head out before they leave without us?"

"Oh, sure, sure," Hawkeyes drawls. He goes to grab his own bag in turn. "I'm in such a hurry to get back. I wonder if they're serving liver or liver tonight in the mess tent."

"At this point, probably sewage soup."

Hawk laughs. "Perfect meal for denizens of a swamp."

[more-than-a-princess]

2, 4, 6 and 8

OOC RP topics meme - Accepting!

2. drabbles

I like drabbles when they serve a function, mainly. Considering how much I tend to write in threads, some of those replies could be drabbles on their own! But I like drabbles that move the plot forward. Maybe it's covering a time when the muses are apart when I've plotted with the mun about their reunion later and we want to show what happened to them in the meantime (I can think of at least two ships where this has happened or will happen in the near future. RIP my other writing partners but that drabble series will take some time to do!). Or maybe it's a fully-realized scene from an ask that will play into a future thread.

But yeah, drabbles take time so I want to write them for a reason. But I love reading them! Fill my dash with your drabbles, especially if they accompany interactions my muse has with yours!

4. multiple people threads

If it's multiple muns in one thread, that's not my thing. It's too confusing to keep track of turns and replying to everyone.

Now, if it's multiple muses in a thread, such as my muse and multiple side characters/NPCs, I don't mind writing this. However, these replies tend to take much more time to write instead of an average thread reply. For me, these feel much more like writing fanfiction or original fiction work instead of roleplaying: multiple voices, actions, and personalities to play off each other while keeping in mind who the main character (presumably my muse) is, and sticking with their vantage point.

(I may be taking a break from one of these threads right now to do this meme! Shh...)

6. excessive ooc

No. I don't like seeing it, I don't want to see it, and I do take this into consideration when deciding to follow a blog.

Now, what counts as 'excessive?'

To me, it's the difference between sharing some Munday content (a meme, what you're up to, your reports from anime conventions where you may or may not have cosplayed because I love seeing other cosplayers who roleplay. I'm sitting on so much cosplay content I've never shared over here tbh!) and 'I just got back from work and this is what I'm having for dinner' every day.

I do like getting to know the muns behind RP blogs, especially if they're someone I write with often, but there's a limit. Personally, I'm not a fan of seeing OOC content every day that has nothing to do with your muse(s), fandom(s), or RP.

That said, the OOC content I'm least fond of isn't even necessarily excessive: it's when muns project all of their interests onto their muse and make them their muse's interests as well. It's the difference between the muse commenting on something the mun is engaging with OOC and the mun insisting that because they like this hobby, it's now the muse's hobby too. The latter just feels a bit too self-insert for me for comfort, but that's me.

For example: Sonia would never be a Bridgerton stan, despite it being a big love and fandom of mine. She would not be into all of these Rich People Problems when that's literally her life (also see: Downton Abbey, The Gilded Age, The Crown, etc.).

She would, however, be a fan of ACOTAR because of the heroines and morally gray love interests. Sonia would probably call Tamlin out on being a terrible partner in the first book, like Lucien save for the 'You're my mate' scene, and immediately decide Azriel is the Best Bat Boy for being the token Shadow Daddy.

(She is wrong about this because the least problematic of the Bat Boys is Cassian, and I still have some beef with him after recent book events)

tl:dr - Romantasy is goth and romance enough for Sonia to be a fan. She likes horror, anime, and romantic J-dramas, it's not too much of a stretch!

8. reblog karma

My take on this is a little complicated, please bear with me:

I feel like mutuals should engage in reblog karma with OOC/non-thread starter memes if they are questions they haven't asked a mun before and those questions aren't already being answered. They aren't creating anything new on your writing pile if it's already too high/intimidating and you're showing interest in your mutuals, that's a win-win! For long-time mutuals though, it can feel repetitive not to send in the same OOC questions about RP and/or their lives, so I understand if they don't want to send in something every time because they'll get the same response.

For IC memes, especially thread starters, I'm okay with people reblogging the post from source and not sending me anything. If a mun doesn't really know how any of the meme options would work with their muse or just doesn't have an interest in that particular meme with my muse, I would much rather have them reblog the meme without sending me anything than to send an ask for a thread they don't have any interest writing, just to fulfill reblog karma.

Dropping threads after one turn or not even replying to a starter? This annoys me much more than not fulfilling reblog karma ever could. Major pet peeve of mine, for the most part (uncomfortable content aside. This is a good reason to drop a thread!). Please don't do it.

[tenaflyviper]

So...I spent two hours with a total stranger today (sorta long story? I guess?).

This lady came in today with a voucher to get some clothes and whatnot, and there was a lot of confusion about what the voucher covered, and we (me and the manager) bent the rules a little to give her some stuff that wasn't covered by changing it in the computer.

Anyway, a short time after she left, she came back in, because her ride had ditched her. This dude had dropped her off at 12:30, and she'd been there pretty much all day. He just never came back for her. It was already past 6 and we close at 7, and she wanted us to hold onto her stuff she bought while she went to the McDonald's nearby to use the WiFi to contact him, since she didn't have a phone plan. Well, since I was heading home anyway, I swung by the McD's to see if she was there, and offered her a ride (yes, I know--total stranger, not the smartest idea on my part, but c'mon).

Anyway, we grabbed her stuff, and headed to the apt. where she was staying. Unfortunately, this guy wasn't there, so she was locked out, and since she wasn't on the lease, the apt. manager wouldn't let her in. She was in tears---she didn't have anyone to call, or anywhere to go, since she's only passing through town. She originally told me she'd just wait outside until he got there, but there was no way--it is FREEZING here, and I doubted this guy was coming back.

I ended up bringing her to a woman's shelter where she'll at least have somewhere warm to sleep tonight. She hadn't even eaten, so I offered to get some drive-thru first, and we ended up at another McD's. I kinda wish she'd gotten something more substantial than just chicken nuggets, but that's what she wanted. I also gave her a bag of peanut butter M&Ms I got at work (I don't need the calories anyway). I also offered her my unopened bag of chips from when I ordered Jimmy John's for lunch so she'd have something for later, but she wasn't big on salt & vinegar chips.

When she found out on the way to the shelter that she was out of cigarettes, she broke down in tears again (she was in that state where every little thing just compiled on top of what she's already been through), so I also got her a pack of smokes. Whatever--I've spent more buying games for my phone, and it would help calm her nerves.

Thankfully, she only has until Monday when her other friend gets out of the hospital, then she'll be able to get back to her own city.

I'm not really religious...like, at all, but...in the off chance that he exists, I asked God to keep an eye on her, and keep her safe. I really hope she gets on her feet, and somewhere stable--and with better friends.

I guess she kinda reminded me of what my step-sis went through. I couldn't save her, but I could at least help someone else. It all took about 2 hours, but she's somewhere safe and warm instead of sitting in the freezing cold waiting for a dude that was probably not coming back.

I doubt anyone's read this, but it was just kind of a weird experience, and I dunno...maybe more people thinking about her--even if just for as long as they read this post--will do...something. I dunno.

[alacarhelsng]

A New Lease on Life

His hands felt like a collection of cramping muscles by the time he stepped away from the keyboard. The pain radiating up his arm as he did his best to massage the aching muscles did absolutely nothing to help his rising temper. Why was he even helping this piss-poor collection of mid and high-bloods. It would have been easier to watch the fallout and make deals with the carrion feeders that would inevitably show up afterwards. Of course then he wouldn't have the best life broker in his pocket, which he was willing to do almost anything for. Even risk the chance of the sun rising while he traveled just so he can be there before the "not a rainbow drinker" returned. Today was already off to a wonderful start.

6 hours later and he found himself sitting against a stone wall, hiding from the blistering death of the sun in shade that was hardly habitable. Harvey had come to check on him when he first arrived, having sprinted a good distance to avoid incineration and left a heaving panting mess because of it. He was offered something cool to drink and never addressed again which was more than fine by Alucar, even if all it left him to talk to was a dead girl. The body of said girl being held somewhere nearby presumably but her wrecked carcass was of little concern to him. What peaked his interest was the spirit that was gliding about leaving behind threads of ethereal force that he could and would pull on when the time came. To most people she would register as maybe a draft at most. Some would be able to see her as the wraith she was but he was different. What he saw was her, wraith and the threads of life that held her in this world. Threads of many colors clung to her and drifted away into ephemeral wisps of glitter. Most of the strands that clung to her where pitch and scarlet leaving him to believe that bringing her back would be a terrible mistake. Though on the off chance that he was making an unfair assumption....

"You know, your quads are going through a lot for you. They are even willing to make a deal with the devil all for your sake, isn't that heartwarming?" The way she focused on him was somewhat surprising, it was almost as if she had knew he could see her this whole time.

"I only have one quad and he's not here. What are you talking about, deal with the devil? What are you doing?"

"OH? Vladir is a drunken mess, Harvey is barely keeping up with niceties and Bea is killing someone just for you. I must have made an assumption."

"Oh Vladdy...Poor man's lost without me. Killing for me isn't new, though it's new that it'd be Harv's moirail. Why?"

"That has to do with the first question you asked, you see they made a deal with the Devil. And I am that devil."

"Devil this, devil that. You've got a big ego don't you, little man?"

"When you come from nothing and Ego is a lot to have, though I suppose you know a lot about egos. Seeing as yours put you here in the first place."

"My ego isn't what put me here, that'd be a bullet. At least pretend to know the story, dick."

"Oh dear, I seem to have upset the dead assassin, tell me. How did you fuck up that badly?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, little red?"

"Not at all little miss botched, I was simply being polite to the dead."

"If that's your polite, I fear for any of your quads."

"I suppose you would know how to treat your quads with the only one being a drunken mess because of you? A token role model you must be."

"Must be nice to think you can control your quads even after death."

"Must be nice to hide behind your failure by being dead."

"Everyone dies eventually. That's how life works."

"Then you have a poor grasp of life."

"Oh good you're insane. You could have saved us both this conversation if you started with that."

"I may be insane but you'll soon understand what I meant and I hope you don't condemn your friends for their actions."

"Yeah I'm not talking to you anymore." Which was fine by him, she was beginning to get under his skin. His first instinct about bringing back the bratty assassin was probably correct and he was gonna regret it, but he was gonna to make her suffer on the way back just as much.

Fittingly he began here the heavy footfalls of the beast that kept Bea's company. And just like that his body had been delivered to him.

"Here's your body, you better follow through."

"I will I will." He dismissed her with a wave of the hand and made his way over to the body that was still warm from being outside, or having been recently alive. It didn't matter as much as the rapidly degrading strands of life that were melting away from this woman's body. If it had none the transfer would be risky at best and final at worst. This was acceptable, even if it wouldn't hurt as much as he would have like still....

His hand snapped out and grasped ahold of seemingly nothing. To his eyes though, now a full burning red that engulfed them from tip to tip, he was grasping onto the phantom threads connected to the aggravating specter. She cried out first in shock and then rage and violence as he began to drag her towards the corpse. The shriek, as he began cutting into her very soul with her own thread of life, intensified until even Bea and Harvey could hear the unholy sound reverbing throughout the cave. The threads ate into Alucar's hands causing gashes and cuts to appear as if on their own and the pain that shot through him wasn't much better. Though the smile on his face was, as the ghost had so nicely described, insane while he dragged the struggling spirit closing and closing bit by bit until finally the cave was silent.

"Congratulations!" Alucar spoke in a much too cheery tone, typing a phantom bow onto her chest. "Welcome to your new lease on life."

@knavestrolls

[ladyfangirl]

6 and 12 for the thirsty asks!!

6. What was the most embarrassing thing to happen between you and your f/o before, during, and/or after sex? 12. Your favourite body part of your f/o? Their favourite part of yours? Wanna ASK me a Thirsty Self Ship ask too? Here's the LIST

Putting this below a read more to save your dash because 6 got to be a bit of a long answer (I may or may not have wound up writing a whole ass fic)

What was the most embarrassing thing to happen between you and your f/o before, during, and/or after sex?

I'm going to start by saying I live with John Constantine in his universe (largely based on the NBC Constantine series). It's not like John's just hanging out in my life, I've run off and joined his. To quote John, "I walk my path alone, because let’s be honest… who’d be crazy enough to walk it with me?" The answer is me, I walk beside him on his path. You need to know this for the answer to make sense.

To be clear John doesn't do embarrassed when it comes to sex as far as he's concerned as long as it's between consenting adults what's there to be embarrassed about (he also has zero shyness about being naked, but I mean when you look like him why would you be). I on the other hand do not share his level of confidence.

The thing I'm most embarrassed by is that time we accidentally made a sort of 'sex tape.' You need to know a little bit about where we live. We live in Jasper's old mill house, that was left to John after Jasper's death. It's a treasure trove of magical artifacts, one of these artifacts is a mirror that is out of sync with time. It basically records anything that happens in front of it and then plays it back at a later time. The show never really explained how exactly that works, like if it's a set delay or if it reflects things at random, but I got the impression that it tends to reflect something related to who's currently in front of it and their mood so that's how I see it. So if you're not really thinking about where you're getting busy and have some fun on the couch in front of the mirror - oops accidental sort of sex tape (at least I don't have to worry about it leaking to the internet because that thing is definitely NOT connected). So here's the story:

I have a phobia of spiders, something John finds amusing most of the time. One time fairly early on when I moved in with him, I was sitting at the table doing a bit of translation work when a spider almost walked across my hand. It was practically on me by the time I noticed it, so I let out a scream in startled fear and leapt out of my chair. John comes rushing in thinking something is wrong, cigarette dangling from his mouth, ready for a fight. "What's wrong, love?"

When I just point to the spider, he snorts and quips, "That what's got you screaming like that?"

"You know I have thing about spiders and it was practically on me!"

"You can face a nightmare from hell without some much as a flinch but a little old spider gots you screaming like some damsel in distress," he muses as he picks up my empty water glass from the table flips it over and places it over the spider. "Good?" he asks raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yes, but later you'll take it outside or something right?"

He snorts again, "Sure pet." He tips the edge of the glass up a little, bends down and blows some smoke in with it, "Welcome to my world mate."

I go over to him and wrap my arms around his waist and look up into those beautiful deep brown eyes, "And what does my brave knight want as reward for rescuing this damsel in distress?"

A smirk spreads across John's face, "A chivalrous knight would seek no reward."

"That doesn't mean he doesn't deserve one," now I can't keep the smile from my face as he wraps one arm around my waist and pulls me closer and loops some hair behind my ear with his other hand. "I insist, no good deed should go unrewarded."

John leans in, lips ghosting over mine, "Well than my princess the reward should be of your choosing." With that I close the distant between us and start to kiss John, running my hand through his hair to pull him closer. He starts to back us toward the table. When I realize this I break away from the kiss. There's no way I'm getting busy on the table with the spider. He gives me a puzzled look. I shoot a glace at the spider and then start to pull him toward the couch. We tumble onto the couch, hands all over each other tugging each others clothes off as quick as possible. We spend the rest of the night on the couch. I make sure my brave knight is well rewarded for his brave deed.

We're a tangle of arms and legs, snuggly wrapped around each other, sound asleep on the couch the next morning. When we wake up to an, "Honestly!?!" over us. It's Chas with a disgruntled look on his face. John grabs the blanket that's slung over the back of the couch and uses it cover me. John's not shy about being naked but he knows that I am and has a habit of making sure I'm covered when we get 'caught' less than fully dressed.

John looks up at Chas while stretching as best he can without falling off the couch. "What, mate? It's our house we can do what we want where want. If you don't want an eye full don't look."

"Yeah, I know John, but in front of the mirror?"

I gasp at this and tuck my head into John's chest in embarrassment. I had totally forgotten about the mirror! It records everything that happens in front of it and as far as I know there's no controlling when it plays back.

Chas notices my reaction, "I can't believe you would trick her into this John, it's a new low even for you!" I can hear the genuine anger in Chas' voice. Chas is generally speaking a big old papa teddy bear but he does have a dangerous temper.

John starts to object, "Hey now, it's not like that."

When I look up at Chas his jaw is clenched and he's got a vice grip on the back of the couch. I speak up quickly, "No, no! It was me. I picked the couch. John voted for the table but I didn't want that because of the spider. I'm sorry Chas I totally forgot about the mirror." I can feel my cheeks burning bright with a fierce blush. I really had forgotten about the mirror. Oh my gosh, the things we got up to last night and now they're all in the mirror and will replay who knows when, in front of who knows who.

John finally untangles from me, careful to make sure I stay covered under the blanket. He sits on the edge of the couch and grabs a cigarette from the pack on the coffee table in front of the couch, pops it in his mouth and lights up. Cigarette bobbing in his lips, "Honestly mate, the things you think I'm capable of." He stands up, all of him on full display. He looks Chas right in the eye with a cheeky smile on his face, "Who am I to say no to her when she's got her mind set." He looks down at me and winks. Chas huffs and storms off to the kitchen.

"Oh man John, I really did forget about the mirror," I say sitting up, keeping the blanket wrapped around me and run a hand through my hair with anxiety.

"Don't sweat it love. Nothing in there to be ashamed of. Might be fun to sit and watch it when we're old and grey. And if you're worried about it not being a good enough show, well, we can always try again tonight but you know," he wiggles an eyebrow at me, "play to the audience this time."

"John!"

"What? The ships already sailed pet, no taking it back now. Besides it's not like we're hosting parties. Other than you, me and Chas who's gonna see it?"

"We bring people back here sometimes," I say standing up.

John wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Mmm hmm. Still, like I said nothing to be ashamed of." He leans in and whispers in my ear, "Might be fun to see how jealous they'd get when they see how good I've got it."

I give him a playful little jab of my elbow and lean up and kiss him as we head toward the kitchen where I can hear Chas is already busy making breakfast. As we pass the table I ask John, "You're gonna take that spider outside or something later, right?"

"Hmmm, oh yeah sure pet. I'm sure Chas'll take care of it after breakfast."

And that's how John and I accidentally sort of made a sex tape. Well I mean it was an accident the first time at least, (on my side anyways, I'm not entirely convinced John hadn't thought about it while it was happening).

Your favourite body part of your f/o? Their favourite part of yours?

Oh my gosh my favorite part of John! How do I even pick he's just head to toe yummy. His eyes really do me in. The things that man can do with his eyes, I don't even know how he does it. And they're so dark and rich and they have that wonderful sparkle about them.

But then there are his lips and the way he can curl them into that signature John Constantine smirk.

Maybe you're thinking okay we get it you like his face, but I asked about body part. Should facial feature even count? Okay then, ignoring the obvious thirsty answer to favorite body part, I'm gonna go with his chest. To use the lingo of tumblr "he's got the best boobs" and yummy yummy chest hair. But just generally this man is put together so well! Oh nom nom nom.

Of course you can only really appreciate the full glory of his chest when his shirt is off and much to my dismay most of the time he does in fact wear clothes. With his shirt on I gotta say there's something about the shape of the space between his belly button and his… 'the top of his pants.' I don't know what it is but it pushes something primal in my brain and makes me want to s*** his d***. I can not explain it, I do not understand it, but it is 100% a thing.

And not for nothing this man can fill out a pair of pants.

None of these gifs are mine. I just have them saved on my computer, you know, "for science."

John's favorite part of mine? After the answer I just gave for him, he'd probably say "my mind" just to mess with me and be able to tease me about 'objectifying' him (but he'd secretly actually mean it).

[stressedlawsecretary]

Today's Focus

Borders by @/saradika again.

02.22.24 - Today is an angel number day for sure; today is for building a path forward and striving for progress! Hence my Dolly Parton quote for the day, along with my ootd up there. It's a little cloudier than usual, so I think we're going to facilitate our progress with extra coffee today.

Work - I have efiles to save and that's it; with SJC gone (and there being a nationwide intermittent AT&T outage) I really don't have a lot I'm asked to do. I get paid just for being here, and it's remote work day today and tomorrow so I actually get paid for sitting at home watching TV lol.

Background Noise - I start today with 124 on the Watch Later, and I'm back to remoting in so the DVR will be more background noise than YT I'm afraid.

I did like four off the Watch Later itself yesterday so I am slacking on pushing through that playlist.

Study - Thursday is book day, and I'm home where a lot of my books are, so today I want to read at least a chapter of each of the books I have laying around: The 16th Round and A Short History of Paper Money and Banking on my work computer, The Age of Uncertainty and Atomic Habits on my tablet, and Songteller and My Life in Rhinestones (both Dolly Parton books) physically here in my bedroom.

I did watch like half a dozen (6) true crime YT videos, and the first episode of Frontline for my visual studying yesterday, which I think is quite good, as well as reading like a dozen (12 or so) articles I stumbled upon.

Extras - I have to take the garbage out, and because I'm home I will continue to do the cleaning detailed in the housecleaning notebook. Dinner is easy chicken sandwiches, and I plan to settle in with hunny to keep doing our shows so I can have lots of movies this weekend. I'm doing pretty good writing little mini-essays on FB right now so I'm not going to stress about other hobby things.

[borderlinegamer]

Fri, Sep 15

Our car is leaking oil. I don't know what exactly is wrong or how much it's gonna cost to fix but I'm exhausted. Things keep going wrong, why?

My dad has been a mechanic my entire life. When I was 16 I got my first car. It had stipulations. It was a totaled out 2001 or 2002 Volkswagen beetle in the color black. It was the car I wanted. It cost them $800 but the entire front end was missing except the engine. The stipulation was that I get a job, quit color guard and pay for all the parts and that I rebuild it with my dad. I'm positive my dad took some of my part money and used it for other things but it took an entire year to get the car built as he refused to do anything to it in the winter or put it in the garage to rebuild. It didn't have airbags or working seatbelts but it was finally built and drivable. It was only drivable for 6 months. It broke down a winter morning on my way to school. My dad refused to fix it and I had to buy another car which was a 1998 honda accord. I loved the honda so much. When my dad was getting siding on the garage the leader of the team doing it offered him a discount and some cash for the bug sitting in the backyard. My dad fixed the bug and took the deal without telling me. He pocketed the cash and didn't give me a fucking dime.

Fast forward to now and a few cars later my husbands car shit out on us. The transmission blew. We had 3k in savings and wanted to spend around $2500 for something old but reliable. We asked my dad to go with us to check it out in hopes he could spot something shady. My mistake was not realizing he's not at all reliable at the moment due to the divorce. He let us buy an absolute junker for $2400. First it was the exhaust, then spark plugs. We thought the nightmare was over and drove it 30 min to an odesza concert and the stupid light came on again. And now it's pouring oil in my driveway. We have maybe 1500 in savings. We are in about 3k on this car. My husband's not rich but wealthy has a million dollars in retirement and has bought the other siblings houses parents won't help us. My theory is because my husband didnt finish school when covid hit. The best they offered was an older Kia soul so his dad could make a business deal with the guy selling it. Not reliable at all with high mileage. These are the same people that were okay with paying a contractor AND his apprentice $300/hr to remodel their kitchen. The same people who brag to us about their millionaire friends paying for their entire wine country vacation while they griped about us asking for help.

I'm so tired. I didn't ask to be here. I especially didn't ask to be born into mentally ill ridden generational poverty.

*manifestation*

I will have money. I will have money to give us a better home and means of transportation. I'll have enough money so we can go on at least one vacation a year or to reduce my breasts to a comfortable size. We will have money and we won't have to watch your rich parents dog for only $200 when they were spending upwards of 1k a week to put her in a doggy hotel. We won't have to watch them not help us and also have my narc dad telling us it's our fault because we didn't wash his flea dog.

I want fucking change.

Edit: just got done cleaning out my car to get ready to sell. I drive a nicer 2012 civic but u haven't driven a long distance in about a year due to my ptsd so I figured we could sell it and get a nicer car for both of us to drive that's reliable. I had lent my dad my car a few months ago when his was badly damaged in a wreck. I found this present from him borrowing my car while I was cleaning it. I never noticed before because I don't really look up in my car.

My therapist asked me why I haven't cut ties, and I ask myself that every day. I don't know whether I want to die or him to die. Jesus fucking christ.