#i need to talk tohim i need to talk to him i need to talk to him i need to tlak to him but i caaaaaaaaaaaaaaant bc im too scared of that lol

[lycanthian]

i need to fuckign explode

[dragonridernoobie]

I am back>:D if you have watched Jazmin hotel or seen TikTok’s of it, then you should understand what I mean when I say NIFTY READER! A reader who is like Nifty>:D

If you have not seen videos of nifty, here is one to help you:>

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRT9usnT/

For bayverse Optimus, TFP Shockwave, TFP Soundwave, and TFP Ratchet>:3

Thank you! Make sure to take care of yourself

Yes, I've seen it, who hasn't? IL 100% do this, hope you like it! Sorry it took a bit, been shiny hunting on pokemon.

TransformersXNiftyReader

Optimus prime (bayverse)

When optimus met reader, it was when the decepticons destroyed part of the city.

He was trying to get thru the city to get to the decepticons who were somewhere in the city.

While he drives thru the city, he came across reader who was running around, cleaning.

He tried to tell them that this place was not safe but quickly can see the this human...was diffrent.

Reader was running around, giggling, cleaning and actally dusting off broken prices of the building.

Reader noticed optimus and somehow got on his shoulder without noticing him.

Reader asked alot of questions like "new you the bad guy?" And "are you a girl robot?" And "how can you die?"

(Comome, have you seen the bayverse optimus? He got some good as tits)

Optimus told them to go to safety but nifty said no.

2 weeks later, optimus now has a little, word, and Violent. Friend.

Ratchet TFP

When ratchet met reader when they arrived at base with the kids.

He was amazed how fast reader was and how......weird reader was.

Though, he won't say he liked reader more then the other kids but you can tell.

He liked reader since she actally helps and keeps the base clean...a little to clean.

I think ratchrt had a mini spark attack when reader came to him, covered in energon, and holding a now dead spark.

Yyyaaaaaaaa, she killed the decepticon who hurt him.

Let's say ratchet now was scared of reader.

Ratchet made sure to set some ground rules on what to do and what not to do.

Reader dident like them but understand.

Ratchet usually was alone at base so he was kinda happy reader was there to talk tohim.

Even if reader was chasing after the cockroach.

Soundwave TFP

When Soundwave met reader, is when he gets a notification that there's a breach on the ship.

When he went to go look for the intruder, he wasn't expecting to find a human, stabbing a now dead trone, yelling, "STAB! STAB! STAB! STAB!"

Soundwave used his tentacles to grab ahold of reader, but failed since reader was just to quick.

Que, reader hiding on the ship.

Reader hid in the wall and vents.

Only coming out to attack any unexpecting victims.

Soundwave was actally enjoying himself with reader, since he actally had somome and something that can give him a run for his money.

So, he left food and water out.

Gave up trying to catch reader but doesn't hurt to try once in a while.

Megatron dosent need to know.

Shockwave TFP

When Shockwave met reader, it was when Soundwave cought them (form his story) and brought them to him.

Soundwave showed the recording of reader killing one of the drones.

This peaked Shockwaves intrest.

So Shockwave starts to try and experiment on reader.

It fails.

Reader keeps escaping the holding container and dosent run away

Oh, no, no no no

Reader becomes the most annoying shit ever

They start to distroy his lab.

Anything that can be pushed off, destroyed by water, anything.

This pissed off Shockwave so bad.

At the end, he just threw reader out of the air lock to get rid of them.

Que, reader runturning. 😈😈😈

My shiny end-game team!

[ghost1643]

Saiki k trans headcanon-(warning head canons about period)

(This is mainly b/c I don't read many fics about trans people on their monthly. So I figured I would write a head cannon board on this idea but, warning I am not trans. And many of these experiences are mixes between my issues and a few friends issues. If this monthly cycle grosses you out, this is not the headcanons board for you.)

-Saiki was can only born a girl and changed his gender but, for this I'm gonna share my personal head canon he still has lower female séx organs.

-because if this he still has periods which he started getting all the way back in middle school. And when it did happen it was hellish.

-before he had never really been bothered much by what gender he was born as after all he could change it at will but, the second this happened, he felt waves of dysmorphia and shame.

-he doesn't know why he feels shame but, something about the whole process makes him feel ashamed. Almost as if this was a dirty thing to have since no one ever talked about it like at all.

-this is also when his third school change happens. The first two were because of his psychic abilities. As for this one, well let's just say they weren't very accepting of Saiki having this issue.

-Thus results in Saiki being beaten up for the first time in his life, having been in so much pain from cramps that he couldn't use his powers right. So he comes home bruised and bloody hoping not to run into his mom, which thankfully he doesn't. Instead he runs into his dad. So he figured this will all just be swept under the rug.

-His dad had been talking and getting soemthing before looking at his son. He took one look at his son and freaked out. He began bandaging all his wounds and asking what happened. Saiki told him everything and was just so surprised when his father marched down to the school demanding those boys be expelled and when they refused, he pulled Saiki out of school.

-It was one of the only things Saiki can remember his dad doing by himself to help his son out. He can also remember the ice cream they got for him being such a good boy afterwards.

-this keeps happening however. By the happening, I mean the ice cream trips or snack runs. When Saiki is on his monthly his dad will take him out one night and buy him whatever snacks he wants without telling his mom. Granted he's seen him do the same thing for his mom, but he is grateful for it none the less.

-for some reason feels shame when going to by sanitary products so steals some free ones from school every now and again to keep his pers from knowing.

-this also results in a 5th school change when the beating up incident occurs again just as he goes into high school, where he meets all his friends that we know from the show.

How Nendo finds out:

-the numb skull never caught in for four years which Saiki was happy about. This meant Nēndo would often find Saiki snapping at him more commonly once a month than other weeks. Not like he seemed to mind much though. To Saiki it almost seemed like he liked being yelled at or something.

-of maybe he just didn't deserve a good friend like him.

-All these thoughts are swept away one day in gym class. It's at the end of the day and he feels the cramps begin as he feels warmth on his legs. So needless to say Saiki is a bit grossed out and distracted. He doesn't notice Nēndo watch him run into the bathroom. Instead he's more nervous about a stain on his clothes.

-He gets in a stall and sees the mess. And let me tell you it's bad. Everything is wrecked and he definitely can't use toliet paper to clean it that fast.

-Saiki tries to focus in teleporting or doing anything but, the cramps are so painful that he can't focus on anything except the pain. It's so bad he actually whimpers. After all this is the one time a month Saiki feels anything human and mainly all he can feel is pain.

-how unfortunate for him Nendo walks in just to heat his whimpers of pain.

-by then his friend is in a panic asking what he needs. Saiki just yells at him to leave hoping to sneak out soon. Yet, his friend just stays demanding to know if he's hurt whish Saiki refuses to tell him. So Nendo does the smartest thing his mind can come up with.

-HE KICKS IN THE FRIGGEN DOOR SEEING SIAMI IN ALL HIS MESSY GOLODY AT THE MOMENT

-when he does the room is silent for a second. Just one before Saiki kicks him out and locks himself back in. He can hear Nendo rush off as he just cries. He can't help it, this is when he's the most human and the most powerless. If Nendo wanted tom he couldn't probably hurt him really bad.

-so he expects boys breaking in to beat him up. Or you know make fun of him. Or maybe worse. It scares him to think to much about it but, what he doesn't expect is what looks like a fresh pair of big clothes and some sanitary products sliding under his door.

-he also definitely doesn't expect Nendo to explain he told the teachers he was sick so he could go home an extra few minutes early. Heck he even offers to go get him pain meds if it hurts that bad. The bit is just a saint and all Saiki needs.

-Nendo walks him home that night and brings him any snack he wants after school for the rest of that week.

-from then on Nendo brings any snack Saiki wants, that is a reasonable price, to his house if he needs it. He even picks him up sanitary products if he needs them to.

Shun has no brains:

-shin find out in the oddest way.

-he and Saiki are hanging out on a weekend and he noticed he is a but more grumpy than normal. Yet, he ignored it and keeps trying to have fun.

-or at least he did until Saiki doubled over in pain in the middle of their walk. Shun helps him up only to see a blood stain on the back of his pants. Saiki realizes it at the same time too and before he can even get a word out shun is panicking. Why?

-because he thinks dark reunion has just shôt his friend in the private's.

-Saiki actually has to calm him down and explain it slowly. Then again. And again. Eventually the fifth time around Shun understand that Saiki isn't in moral danger and is just in a lot of pain.

-Saiki doesn't expect much for him. After all he doesn't have to put up with Saiki when Nendo isn't around.

-Yet, Shun shows up with everything his mother said helped her on her monthly. He brings like 7 heating pads to the house and so many comfort pillows. It's sweet but, it's obvious he had no clue what he is doing but, at least he's trying.

Reito's kinda sweet:

-Reito gets told about Saiki's is she in class one day by a ghost. One who burst in to beg him to help Saiki.

-why?

-Well he's stuck in class and can't find an excused to get up. If he doesn't get help soon his secret will be exposed to the entire school and the poor ghost doesn't snag him to live through so much embarrassment.

-Reito at first is shocked but agrees to help. He had no plan really and asks to go to the bathroom only to stop at Saikis class, and convince toy fall outside it. He pretends o be injured and gets Saiki to take him out of class.

-once they get far away enough Reito explains what is happening and Saiki is mortified. He just wants to curl up into a ball and die, but Reito refuses to let him do so. Instead he stays by his side like a puppy dog all week to make sure he's okay. And if Saiki so much as flinches, he's on his toes helping him do whatever he needs to.

Aren is a guard dog:

-aren finds out about Saiki's monthly problem in a different way.

-Saiki is walking home for once in a day his monthly starts. Things have gone well for once. So nothing could go wrong..until it does.

-he runs into the people from his old school. You know the ones who beat him up for who he was. They start shoving him around, bursting him up a bit before pushing him to the ground. Before he can even react a cramp hits him the same time the main bully's foot connects with his gut.

-the other bits join in and they get 7 good kicks in befoee Aren goes full guard dog on them.

-He beats them all to a bloody pulp before chasing them off. Once they're gone he helps his friend walk home. Where he refuses to leave Saiki when he eveals he's all alone for the next two hours. Instead he helps wrap his wounds and tells him to change.

-Saiki is touched. We all know he wouldn't admit he gets attached to people easily but, well he feels close to Aren in thta Moment. So before he goes to change he just blurted out he's trans to Aren, who reacts pretty well.

-In fact, when Saiki explains his current body issues, Aren washed his clothes for him and even offers to let him borrow his.

-from then on when his cycle starts, Aren will come over and wash clothes for him like he's a king for everything he's done for him since Aren got to the school.

Hairo feels guilty:

-it does not click why Saiki brings his bookbag with him to the bathroom so often. So he asks him in front of all their friends at lunch one day.

- yeah Saiki runs off crying and Aren almost beats the crap out of him.

-Nendo breaks them up and explains the situation tohim before going to help his best buddy.

-Hairo feels so guilty that he gifts Saiki anything he thinks he might like every month for the rest of his high school career, even after Saiki forgives him.

Teruhashi calms him down well

-one month his cycle is later and he freaks. Saiki knows he can't get pregnant if he is still a virgin but, with his powers anything is a possibility. And with his body wishing it didn't happen, maybe it found a way for it to stop happening. Yet, he knows he couldn't live with the dysphoria if that happened.

-he's to scared to tell his mom so he just freaks out to himself for a bit until he finally breaks down after school one day.

-like he's in the mall with his guys friends and Teruhashi (who randomly showed up). They're looking at some stuff around, he chat remembers what but, he suddenly sees a young women being overwhelmed watching her son. Saiki can't help but start to freak out wondeirng if that is his future when Aren asks what's he's looking at and jokes aboyt him having kids.

-yeah Saiki burst out crying at a food court freaking out to his friends aboyt his issue. (Aren feels guilty for weeks by the way.)

-no one knows what to do until Teruhashi reaches over and holds his hand. She rubs circles on it telling him to breath before slowly asking him to explain everything to her. He eventually calms down and tells her everything including how his period is late.

-she slowly explains to him many things can cause that since he's a virgin the likelihood of this is very rare. Like one in a million and it's more likely he might be sinking with her since they hang out so much. In fact her's is due to start in tow days and if he wants he can stay with her until it happens just to make sure that's what's happening.

-Saiki gets her number, and a week Lated he is relieved to call her and tell her that she was right.

-from then on the two become monthly buddies and eat chocolate and watch films together.

Mera is subtle-

-she finds out when a sanitary product falls out of Saiki's school bag. She doesn't say anything at all until after class. And when she does, she offers that Saiki and her can go buy more after school if he wants or she can get them for him.

-she just acts like a big sister to him when he gets his monthly and honestly is the sweetest thing ever.

-So it's no wonder why she joins the monthly buds group so well.

Chiyo hears a slip up-

-she, Saiki, and Teruhashi are talking one day about issues of their lives. That is when Teruhashi slips up being up Saiki’s periods being the worst she has ever heard of or seen in her life.

-Saiki freezes up but, Chiyo just groans hearing how painful they are. She explains she doesn’t care much if he’s trans he’s still her friend but, god those cramps sound worse then hers.

-so her and Saiki become cramp buddies while the other two girls mentioned here are lucky enough to not get cramps that bad.

(Another thing I would like to imagine happened at one point was Nendo became convinced Saiki was knocked up. No one knows why but, he got all excited and planned a whole baby shower and everything. Of course it wasn’t true, but Saiki promised him that no matter how he had kids in the future Nendo would be the good father which always makes Nendo smile when he thinks about it, no matter where he is, evacuee one day he’s gonna have god son to spoil from his best buddy).

[prorevving]

please do not rb!!! (doubt anyone would but just in case!) but i just need to get this out while i’m actually having feelings about it. I went out to a bar with my husband and we starting talking about wanting to be better to each other. like specifically about not letting our mental health issues affect how we treat each other. it was a good and important conversation but it still left me thinking about my dad and how scared i am about becoming more and more like him. we have so much in common, and when i’ve talked tohim about my issues with adhd and anxiety/depression he always tells me he feels the same. and i know he does because i see so much of his worst traits in myself! and i fucking hate it so much. he’s not a bad person, but he hurts people who love him because he doesn’t know how to deal with his problems. i’m so mad at him escaping to bars when he couldn’t handle his issues. i don’t want to be like that but i know i am. i feel so sad for myself and my brothers, for having a dad who didn’t want us. and i’m sad for my mom for loving someone who doesn’t act like a partner, who leaves her with the hard work in the relationship. and i’m so so so sad for my dad that he has never had a healthy way of dealing with anxiety and depression and all the horrible guilt that comes with knowing you’ve hurt the people you care about most. i dont want to be like that. i know i can be better but its so fucking hard. i understand why he is that way. its easier than getting better. and i hate that i can only get this out because i’m drinking.

[justsoumakothings]

Feelings Afloat

a/n: part 2! but I’ll post it all together as one on AO3 when I finish because im unsure of how many parts but im not finishing without a kiss and confession.

Sousuke arrived at the Iwatobi swimming and didn’t have to announce his presence because Nagisa quickly saw him. He waved and then ran up to Sousuke,”hey hey sousuke! Im so glad you finally came. Was it my nonstop text messages that got you?”, he asked.

Okay. Maybe Sousuke had already been invited to come but he wasn’t in the mood. Of course, the only factor that changed his mind was the fact that Makoto was going to be there, but he wasn’t going to give himself away so easily. Luckily, Nagisa mentioned Makoto without having asked. 

“Makoto just arrived home! hes putting on his stuff and heading here, he should be her soon. I’m so excited for them to meet him. Ah, hold on”, Nagisa walked away and left Sousuke standing there. 

So Makoto was arriving soon? Sousuke walked towards a bench and set down his stuff. He wouldn’t be able to do much other than guide how they should move their hands and other things like that, but he still came in his swimsuit. Souske took out his jacket, revealing nothing underneath except his swimpants.

“Sousukeeeeeee!”,he heard Nagisa call and stood up. He walked over to where everyone was gathering and stood beside Nagisa. “So like I said, Sousuke’s here to help, right Sousuke?”

Romio spoke,”Nagisa did you blackmail him?” Chizuru added on,”its seems very likely.”

Nagisa pouted,”you guys shouldn’t think of your senpai like that!”

Rei commented, lifting his glasses up,”yes he didn’t”

“Thank you Rei, see? I would ne-”,Nagisa put on a happy smile before Rei continued,”if he had such means of blackmail Sousuke would have been here from the start.”

“Hey Rei! Im doing this for you guys you know”, Nagisa crossed his arms and  frowned.

Sousuke chuckled at their banter,”I can assure you he didn’t blackmail, but it’ll be a pleasure to work with you all,”he bowed towards them and they got embarrassed, knowing back,”no thank you!”

Makoto had stopped at the entrance of the school, his eyes and mouth open in awe. It had been a minute since he last came here. Not much could have changed from the time he was gone but the place still seemed a bit unfamiliar to him. After soaking it in, Makoto put on his game face and headed inside.

When he opened the fence to the swimming pool, he saw everyone huddled in a circle. He smiled and walked in. Nagisa, as sharp as ever, saw him and started to run as he yelled out his name,”MAKOTOOO”, and jumped at him.

Makoto had already expected it and patted the, now crying,Nagisa’s head. “I missed you too, now lets go say hi the others.” Nagisa sniffed up the rest of his tears and smiled, grabbing Makoto’s hand, now eager for him to meet the new team.

Makoto locked eyes on Sousuke but he couldn’t pay attention for too long because Nagisa started to introduce everyone. “You’ve met everyone from the pictures I sent but this romio, thats chizuru, and this is Ayumu, therye very excited to learn from you.”

“Woah, another legend”, Romio said as they all bowed,”pleasure to work with you!”

“Let’s get this party started, everyone to the pools!”, Nagisa said as he made a running start and jumped in.

“Im sure you all know this but don’t jump so carelessly into the pool unlike somone we know,”Rei said, taking off his jacket and sighing. 

As they all climbed into the pool, Makoto was finally left alone with Sousuke. He spoke as he looked at them in the pool,”they sure are a handful huh?”

Sousuke smiled,”you’re the one who was on a team with them, how can you still be surprised.”

“You’re right, um-”,he turned his head towards Sousuke,”how are you?”, he asked, noticing Sousuke was wearing his swimgear. Makoto closed one of his eyes as a large hand came down on his head,”Makoto, you worry too much. dont worry, I wont do much, I’ll count on you to show them how.”

Makoto’s heart started to beat. Just from one simple pat? What was wrong with him.Trying not to appear flustered he put on a smile,”you can count on me.”, and then turned back to set his stuff down and strip off his jacket. He turned back around to already see Sousuke getting into the pool.Was his back always that...muscular? or maybe Makoto just never paid attention to it that much.

Regardless, he shouldn’t be having indecent thoughts right now. He walked to the side of the pool and climbed in, walking over towards everyone and started to stretch with them, however, more often than not, his eyes would wander over to Sousuke.

“Ah, when you swing your hands back, your length is good, but you need to learn how to keep it in control. It was hard when I first learned breaststroke too, here, float on your back for a bit.”,Makoto was helping Chizuru with his backstroke while Sousuke was giving tips to the other people.

Sousuke watched him train and it was almost like he was meant for it, Well, he did teach kids, so he was patient and knew how to word things right. It sucked they didn’t have much of a chance to talk though, that was the sole reason he came. And truth be told, he did feel a little jealous with Nagisa being a little friendly, it was hopeless to deny his crush at this point.

When Rin left, Makoto was Sousuke’s other reason for wanting to take his time to recover and he Makoto made sure to check on him. Somewhere in between that, feelings must have developed. He knew...he wanted Makoto. He wanted to be for Makoto what Makoto was to him. A small bright light in the dark when he thought he was alone. He followed it and his days just became...much brighter.

Makoto, however, he worried too much for his own good. It was one of his flaws and strengths at the same time. Now, there was more trouble and for some reason he wanted to do everything in his power to keep him from it. 

“Guyssss, theres watermelon!”, Gou called out and everyone scrambled out of the pool.

Finally, they could sit down and just talk. 

As expected, Makoto came over to Sousuke and sat down next to him.

“you’re such a natural at teacher, no wonder the kids loved you”,Sousuke commented as Makoto sat down next tohim, holding a watermelon in his hand. Per usual, Makoto couldn’t compliments that well, it was too cute.

“Ah not really, its nothing much, but thank you. its nice to see people still interested in swimming. it was so hard to even get just four members, I was worried the club would die when we left.”, Makoto commented. 

Sousuke smiled and lightly punched his arm,”do you ever go a day without worrying.thats it. how long are you here?”, was Sousuke going to ask Makoto to go somewhere because he wanted to be alone with him? Yes, yes he was. But, it wasn’t just that he just...genuinely wanted Makoto to have a day where he worried about nothing...that smile of his always on his face.

“I’ll be staying over the weekend.”,Makoto answered.

Sousuke looked off in front of him as he ate his watermelon,”I have two tickets to the amusement park but I have no one to go with and they expire this weekend.” Lie. Well, the expiration part. He knew how humble Makoto was so he was kind of guilt tripping him.

Makoto’s eyes went wide. Did he just...get asked to go to the amusement park. If he had no on else to go with and they expire soon, he wouldn’t want the tickets to go to waste. At least, thats how he rationalized it. Even if there wasn’t, his heart wouldn’t hesistate at the the thought of going somewhere with Sousuke, just the two of them, alone.

“N-no, I dont have anything, Im free”,Makoto responded.

“sorry to spring this up on you so sudden-”

“N-no! ah- I mean. its fine.”,Makoto interrupted,”it’ll be a nice break from school,” and finished off with a smile. He cursed at himself for maybe sounding a bit too eager.

Makoto was glad when Sousuke laughed it off,”no worries, I guess it’ll be a break for me too.”

They each finished their watermelon and they continued to train them. Makoto was quite surprised. They weren’t too bad, they just needed some more guidance and practice. Practice was everything in swimming.

Before they knew it, it was time to go.Go and get ready for the day the two of them were oh so hoping for the next day.

[the-firebird69]

and we hit your Megacomputers loki and bill we kow who you are and your act blows it stinks and it is hurting him he is a man not a toy or thing or slave now we say it yes.. your done ok and  you need reprimanding you did the job for us adn can retire we carry the wieght now Zues adds and Hera not you two baffoons and it is dangours hvign you do any work even talk you are upity and in his face we hit you now turds...adn your idiots go fast now...almost done..soon to the Moutainn in Scottland and ten ziiip gonzo fast. we offer the Willie Wonka bars at the site, in New Vegas and we have karts like in Disneyworld and Disneyland....ad allover the Casino areas..in them and in concession stads ad the one starbucks ahs them tried to backorder no we load wehn empty the  deal they see it go fst very fast...tons of it..huge  huge piles..if he goes he is guaranteed one mostly as he uses his money...lol ad her too as her DemiGoddess....and she will get one now ad he wants tobe there and she says she will wait...ad it may be some time..yes.  he agrees.  the Castles are being prepped the area hot and are getting red hot...tons say it this is hell this is hell adn worse ad much worse d bg your dead they see you there scheming these tards have stuff ad cn move it and they watn it there too they say he is an ass they take it down and cant are weak ad yes weakened by it they died en mass there tons of them i th parkig lot all dy all night swearking kicking and screaming where is my car ad it was there. lol we suck but man theyd id that so may t imes tohim then he said ok ok i commit it tomemory and you blwo cokr it is shit i hv to hold ad he laughed oh. that is why yeh that is why arrogants sweine my memory is good for other things call them back or you ad they die...period...and he said htis then we die then ad all...out of the way wetake their stuff ad areas for bases and impress our will as them sorta.  it works great  and we konw tried it there ad  it worked...tons say to do it and flatten pull all place fortresses, challange the remaining dip shts nd run bombings and more ad he said i like htis how do i sign up no you are dead we take the areas but you get it right...got the concept...he agrees you suck wont pull back to this day...and he says oh to the bitter ed yeh one moron screaming out thousand year old secrets just to kinda piss one person off...hilarious and stuff but you all will lose as you already do...we bomb you here now. your nasty ad we hit all your megacomputerrs and bring some topside for an event...Duke Nukem Blockbuster??  we do this now...and i am ready have several well many up of billiums and they work together nad tons of their coutnerparts up they have fewer and it is a dent they had 25say and we took out 20 ad they cout on five we deciimate r and d chase it to the last and must...until it i serased fully..to the last pda and other sticks.  we see it too adn we do it too Balaam Baal says any large computer or network and any mega but all the r and d on mega it is our tech we want it all back...and we too agree we seek it now and hard this is hell these faggots as thy say we lost all tht time we upll allthe major building components silica ad other so they will seek it elsewhere..and now and it is a good strategy otherwise they keep pouring in...here....so we say this out now..out. and we will enforce it. and we do this now..tons of times presotn said they would and we  do this and such.and we have it dummy...oh... fatso lol he says Thor

[halforc-mercenary]

Scary story prompt: A four-year-old half-elven boy sits and stares at you as he waits.

Send “Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark” for my muse totell your muse a scary story or an urban legend.

A heavy frown draw a long line betweenthe Halforcs thick eyebrows, as she looked at the small boy at theother side of the campfire. Around them the merchants and othercivilians she was accompanying as a guard  were as busy as bees in abeehive at preparing their camp for the night : „Listen, Child,aren´t you a little too young to listen to scary stories?“

„Just tell him the story, Girl…somaybe the brat will let us sleep“, the other guard grumbleddisgruntled from where he was laying outstretched on the ground on asimple bed of firneedles,  with his Helmets Grimme pulled ungainlyover his eyes, to get at least a little sleep before he and Mar wouldstart their guardshift during the night.„Thats nothing a child should hear!“,Mar pinned her ears back and growled at the other guard like aannoyed dog, but the other ignored her simply.With a grunt the young woman turnedback to the little boy, who still waited, quietly, his eyes round andbig and…. very persuasive. By the Light!, she thought as her earsmoved up and down almost panicky, What am I ? A Mercenary or a Mousethat let itself soften up by two big round eyes?!

Apparently the Halforc was a Mouse.

She stood no chance against thosebig round eyes, she noticed, as she eventually started to talk:

„Did you know, child,  that the people in myHomeland are usually burned after their death? At least when you arenot a Yarl who thinks they are better than everybody else andtherefor your corpse should rest in a grave for so called Heros torevive you to become a mindless massmurderer.“,the woman scoffedand thought of-Oh No, no , no , no!Heshould not be thought about, not his face thatresembled her own with the hook nose and the dark freckles, not hisloud laughing or his broad hand that ruffled throughher own hair as if she was his little sister and not his youngercousin. Because thinking about him would also meanthinking about his dark skin that had turned ashen in Undeath, itwould mean thinking about his usually warm laughter that had in theend sounded like a part of his spine had pressed against his throatfrom inside, it would mean thinking about that it had been heraxe that had crushed his skull eventually:

„….but the normal people areburned after their death and the ash is either spread in the sea orput in a urn to be buried under a small heap of stones forremembrance. Its more pragtical that way, more pragmatic.For beforethis tradition People were buried under big barrows and that was toomuch work to do, because there could always come a foesttroll or aogre to attack you, when you are in the middle of preparing a burrowand then the burrow would have become the grave of two people. So itwas far more pragmatic to use a simpler burial methode.“TheHalforc looked with a frown that could almost be worried at thelittle Halfelf sitting next to her, but then she forced herself toremember that this was not her child and therefor she had no right tobe worried for him:

„The other reason to change theburial tradition, beside pragmatism, was fear. Fear that those whoare dead could return to the living when their body is still intact.“As they did eventually. Eventually when all the urbanlegends and tales had turned to truth that had held reality in astranglehold with rotten, bony hands. First during the third waras they clashed against Thoradinswall like a stormwave of rottenflesh.

Then, years later, on the other side ofthe great wall, as a Prince who killed those loyal to him to bringthem back as his Forsaken. Those loyal tohim,  just like-Oh No, no, no , no!He should not bethought of, he should not be mentioned, he should stay away until hecould reach with his rotten fingers into her nightmares. As her sleepwas the only time when he was able to crawl out of the far away placein the back of Mars head, where she had locked away him and thememory of his freckled laughing face that was to smiliar to hers.

„Fortheir are so many stories of the old days, when the Dead returned tothe living and always they end bad, for the Dead can bring no joy tothe living and the Living could not give what the Dead long for. After all the Dead can no longer feel warmth or joy or love, because all theycan feel is the cold grasp of their graves. And this was also thereason that when someone dies, the family of the Dead would putstones in the doors of their houses for seven days, for when the Deadwould walk again in search of what was once their own- Warmth, joy,love- they could not enter their home again, until their gravefinally calls for them after seven days.

Thisalso happned when a man with the name Sinfjotle died. He was burriedin a burrow and his family, consisting of two servants, his wife andhis unmarried Bother, returned to their home to put stones in theirlonghouses entrance. But when the night came and frost started tocreep over the mountains and over the fields, Sinfjotle  woke upagain. He was greeted by a dark place, where he lay on a bed with his shield and sword by his side and pots full of butter, corn, honeyand milk. But he did not wanted those gravegoods. He wanted hisfamily. So he stood up again and walked out of his burrow, over themountains and the fields, towards his old home just to finde the doorblocked with stones. But Sinfjotle wanted the warmth and joy andlove of his family as he had known when he was still alive. So hetried to move the stones away, and when it did not worked, hescratched over them until his nails broke and his flesh started to ripof his cold bones. However, the stones did not moved and when thefirst rays of the sun started to sneak past the mountains, Sinfjotlehad to return to his grave over the day. But this was not theend.“

Evening had  started to wrap them in darkness, the working people around the Trio by the campfire was slowly swallowed by the approaching darkness like by a eager mouth.

“Inthe next night Sinfjotle once again woke up and wandered over themountains and the fields to find once again the door blocked withstones, stones that still beared the scratchmarks of his fingertipsthat were this night already worn down to the hard, cold bone. Butthis time he was greeted with the voice of his wife, a voice so sweetit was enough to make him cry, if he would have been still able tocry.´Asbirg!´, Sinfjotle called out with a scratching howlingvoice: ´My Asbirg! Open the door for me, I need your warmth and yoursmile! Please, please! Let me in! Please, my Love!´

Asbirgwas a smart women and knew that there could not come any good fromthe dead, but at the same time she had a tender heart and the howlingand crying of the man she loved sitched through her ears like coldneedles. She was alone in the house, for the Servants and her goodBrother had fled  in the morning after they had all heard the lastnight full of the sounds of Sinfjotles bones scratching over thestones. Accordingly there was noone else who could stop her when thewoman removed the heavy stones from the door. But the one who wasstanding at the other side of the door was not her husband, with a warmsmile, the dark hair and the warm, dark skin.  But it was a corpse, who wasnot able to smile for smiling and joy was for the Living only, andwhos hair was thin and brittle, and whos skin was skin cold and as pale as hisbones underneath. Sinfjotle hasty stepped inside the house thathad been once his home, to sit down by the fireplace for the gravescoldness was still hoding to his limbs. He asked Asbirg to bring imwater and Food, but when she did so, he drunk two buckets full ofwater and ate a whole pot off stew, but the thirst he felt and thehunger that ached in his guts didn´t go away. For eating and drinkngwere joys only living could have. And even thought he sat so near theflames of the fire, that the flames started to lick over his cloth,he coud not feel any warmth, for also warmth was only for the livingand the grave was cold. ´Asbirg´, Sinfjotle called outeventually, thirsty, hungry and so very, very cold: ´Please my Love,please hold me in your arms lik you used to! I feel so cold!´

AndAsbirg, the smart but tender Asbirg, sat down beside her late husbandto lay her warm arms around him.

´ButI am still so cold…´Sinfjotle then said and held her tighter.

Thewoman huffed a little, for the mans cold hands stitched through herlayers of cloth like needles.´Husband,´she said, shivering: ´Not sotight please…´´But I am still so cold…´Sinfjotle thensaid and held her tighter.

Asbirggasped quietly, for this embrace was so different from what sheremembered was when her Husband had held her when he was still alive.

´ButI am still so cold…´Sinfjotle then said and held her tighter.

Thewoman started to squirm in his grasp, her bones ached under the corpsestrong hold.

´ButI am still so cold…´Sinfjotle then said and held her tighter.

Asbirgstarted to yell as her bones started to brittle.

´ButI am still so cold…´Sinfjotle then said and held her tighter.

Andthen there was a

CRACK!“

Marsaid the last word out loud, so loud the guard who had seemed tosleep jumped up from his bed of pinefirs as if he had been bitten by ainsect. With a calmer voice she continued, after she watched theother guard sitting back on his bed: „Sinfjotle nolonger held hiswarm wife in his arms but a corpse, who was very fast losing thewarmth he had longed for so much. So he waited and when the lastspark of warmth had leaved Asbirg, she opned her eyes again and handin hand, cold to cold, they stepped outside in the frozen night tosearch for all those precious things they have lost: Warmth and Joyand Love, all those things that only belonged to the Living and whichSinfjotle and Asbirg could never have but which they would never stoplonging for.“Those things even he had never stoppe longing for, even when-Oh No, no, no , no!He should not bethought of,not the warmth of his arms around her, not the joy he had brought when he had told her the stories of his Soldierlife, not the love he had made her feel when he had kissed her forehead. But she did thought of him She alwas thougt of him. And the memory lay around her throat like a icecold hand and pressed,pressed,

pressed!

Mar looked down at the child, wordlessly. Then she stubbornly wiped her gloved hand over her eyes and turned back to the campfire: „That was the story. Do not complain when you can´tsleep tonight, child.“

@brashtide-menace​

[got7doubleb]

1, 36 and 40 for markjin college au :))) you're awesome btw!

i waited for you, i forgot to call,Most of the time you are annoying but right now i can do with annoying -markjin

Hello, Nerd - Mark+Jinyoung, Fluff?, G 1.3k+ wordsJinyoung was a nerd and Mark is a college party boy that can’t seem to stop teasing Jinyoung.

a/n: aaaaaaaaaa what did i do to deserve this. haha. i don’t know what i wrote but i hope you like thissss!

“Read these pages and I’ll quiz you in anhour” Jinyoung barked, trying to maintain the strict facade he had worked onfor at least a few hours before Mark had came to join him. Mark was a senior,who had failed Korean History two times and was in desperate need of help forhis third attempt. When the news that Jinyoung had been paired to tutor Markthis semester had arrived, he was at wits ends.

One thing for sure, Mark was not exactlythe studious type. Mark Tuan was infamous for wrecking havoc in frat parties andthrowing outrageous parties at Jackson’s house. So he had a reputation thatJinyoung would rather not mix with.

Another problem was that Jinyoung knew Markthrough Jaebum and every time they meet at that random lunch together or whenhe passes Jaebum’s class in the hallways, the first thing that leaves MarkTuan’s mouth is always:

“Hello, nerd” Mark said rolling his eyes ashe took a seat next to Jinyoung. He looked at the pages Jinyoung had pointed tohim and sighed. “Can’t we take it easy today?”

Jinyounggrunted, trying his best to keep a straight face. Mark could try to charm hisway out of this one but Jinyoung simply won’t give in. “Read it. Talk to me inan hour”

Jinyoung could see Mark pout from thecorner of his eyes. He mouths a I hateyou and Jinyoung smiled in victory because surprise, surprise, he hatedMark too.

-o0o-

“Didn’t you have some sort of crush on himin first year?” Jaebum said on some random walk to the cafeteria. Jinyounglooked at him with the most scandalized look he could pull before fastening hisstep.

“That was before I realized he was such an playboy”

Jaebum smirked. “He really isn’t mean, y’know.He just enjoys teasing you”

“Shut up, Jaebum”

-o0o-

Jinyoung stared at the text on his phoneand frowned. Usually he just ignored party invitations before he could even readthe full details. But Mark had insisted he came after their tutor session todayand Jinyoung has the words Mark had said replaying in his mind like a brokenrecord.

“Itwould mean a lot to me if you came”

“Idon’t go to parties”

“Well,if you don’t show up, I won’t show up to the library every Tuesday” Mark said,cockily raising his right eyebrow. “Your precious teacher won’t give you thoseextra credits you don’t really need and I won’t ever graduate”

Jinyoung’s frown deepened staring at theaddress Mark had sent him. He really didn’t like going to parties. It was rowdyand he barely knew anyone. It irked him that they even called such an eventsocializing when all you get to know is the bottom of a toilet bowl or thetaste of alcohol on someone else’s mouth.

Ugh,disgusting.

Jinyoung scrolled his instagram and double tappingon a few photos that he felt pleased him. Then he stumbled on Mark’s post.

Stockingup for tonight! Be there or be square!

It was a picture of him holding up twobottles of alcohol with a girl leaning into his chest, her arms wrapped tightlyaround his middle. He felt his heart sink. Mark would be making out with thatgirl at tonight’s party and a big part of him just wants to vomit his lunch.

It’s really none of his business and hereally should feel so hurt at that stupid post but just the thought of Markkissing someone else made his heart drop. He is not jealous. He was just superdisgusted by the thought. He swears.

“So are you coming with me to the party?” Bambam,his roommate, asked. Bambam was half way ready for the party. Jinyoung watchedBambam dab his face with make up for a moment before finally getting out of hiscocoon of blankets.

“Wait for me. I’m coming”

-o0o-

“Wherewere you? I was waiting for you!” Mark cooed and Jinyoung held his breath. Thestench of alcohol in Mark’s breath was suffocating him. Jinyoung was balancinghimself as Mark draped his arms around his shoulders, pushing most of hisweight on Jinyoung.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to call, mom”Jinyoung mocked exaggeratingly rolling his eyes.

“Ouch,I thought I meant something to you”

“You wish” it was true and it probably is.

-o0o-

“WHY THE FUCK DID YOU PUSH WONPIL ON THEFLOOR?” Jinyoung shouted the general direction of Mark. They were in Mark’sroom. At least Jinyoung thinks it’s Mark’s room. Mark looked at him with largeround eyes and a huge pout that only made Jinyoung feel like he should stabhimself with a knife for thinking Mark looked damn cute. Probably, it was thealcohol in his system. Blame it on thealcohol.

“I was having adecent conversation” Jinyoung’s anger faltering and his voice somehow comingout small. Damn his dumb cute pout!

“Decent conversation?”It was Mark’s turn to shout. His arms raised in the air, taking steps closer toJinyoung. “He was so close to you, he was practically licking your ear”

“He was tryingto whisper to me. The music was too damn loud!” Jinyoung challenged but hissteps somehow fell backwards instead of toward Mark. “It was personal anyway. Hewouldn’t want other people hearing what he had to say”

“Sounds prettyindecent to me” Mark mocked. He had cornered Jinyoung to the wall. Jinyoung’sback hitting the wall with a small thud. Jinyoung stared right into Mark’seyes, too angry to let Mark win the argument.

“If you mustknow, he was asking advice for his relationship. There was nothing indecentabout it”

“So he wasn’ttelling you nasty things he was going to do with you in bed?”

“What the fuck?”

Mark groaned.“Tell me he wasn’t” Mark’s voice so low it made Jinyoung’s finger tips tinglewith excitement.

“What is it toyou?” Jinyoung challenged, still not looking away from Mark; not even for amoment.

Mark’s eyes areglued on Jinyoung’s lips and for the first time that he had know Mark he hadnever been this close to the other. Just a tilt of Mark’s chin and their lipswould meet. It all seemed to move in slow motion, the buzz of alcohol inJinyoung’s mind making it harder for him to make decisions and the world seemto slow down. But then, Mark kissed him and suddenly he felt awake.

His eyes fallingshut and a weak surprised yelp leaving his mouth which was only replaced by amoan when Mark let’s his hands roam, pulling his body closer, flushed againsthis own. Everything fell into place like it had been waiting to for centuries.

When theyfinally break apart, a smile plays on Jinyoung’s face. He’d been dreaming ofkissing him since first year. (Don’t tell Jaebum)

“Why’d you kissme?” Jinyoung panted, looking at Mark who was equally out of breath.

“Because I’mjealous” Mark whispered. His voice so small it made Jinyoung think he didn’treally say anything. But they were forehead to forehead, it was impossible forhim to miss. “I’m jealous of everyone who gets your attention and I want it allto myself”

“Is that why youmake it your mission to annoy the fuck out of me?”

“Oops” hesmiled, cutely. It was hard to believe anything devious could ever come fromthis man. “Looks like I got caught”

They laugh andJinyoung nuzzles his face into Mark’s neck.

“I’m sorry ifI’m annoying. I just want a date and I’ll stop. I swear”

“Just one date?”

Mark groaned inprotest but Jinyoung just laughed. He didn’t expect it to turn out this way.

“Most of thetime you are pretty fucking annoying but right now, I can do with annoying”

[what-is-sibling-test]

72 from the Garcy angst prompt list if you please

Hope you like it! 

It’s been two days since she almost lost him.  Two days of torturous hell.  Two days to hover next to his bedside andpray he wakes up from his latest bout against a bullet.  Two days to confront her thoughts andfeelings for Garcia Flynn.  She loveshim.  She loves him and he has no ideahow she feels.  None at all.  Lucy refuses to let another moment go bywithout telling him, without kissing him. If he dies, she will march down to hell herself and drag him back. Not that she thinks he belongs there.  In fact, she knows he doesn’t.  

So, she sits next to his bed and grips his handtightly.  She may cause him to bruisefrom the force of her hold, but she knows neither of them will care.  She tries to will him back from the brink,back to her.  She reads to him, talks tohim and occasionally brushes the wisps of hair that fall over his forehead.  Nothing. The machines click and beep, and her hope slowly turns to despair as thehours toll on with no change in his condition.

She refuses to leave him, eat or rest, despite thebegging of the nursing staff and the rest of her bunker family.  She knows the longer he is unresponsive, theworse his prognosis will be, so she moves on to more aggressive tactics.  She shakes him, shouts at him and pokes him.  Nothing. She cries, begs and pleads him not to leave her.  Nothing.

She is delirious, but does not dare fall asleep forfear he will wake at that moment.  What if he only wakes for a short while andthen…  She will not miss another opportunity; not when it might be her last.  Every passing second feels like an eternity,as her heart pounds in her chest.  

Then it happens. She’s not sure if she’s seeing things or not, but it looks like hiseyelids are fluttering.  He opens hiseyes slowly, unsure of his surroundings and undoubtedly in a state of confusionand discomfort.  He immediately gags onthe endotracheal tube inserted in his throat and panics.  Lucy grabs his hand and he calms immediatelyupon visualizing her.  Tears of joystream down her face like the first rain of spring.  He squeezes her hand back, as she once againtightens her grip.  Nurses and doctorscome rushing in, and Lucy promptly informs them that if they don’t extubate himinstantly, he’s going to rip the tube out of his throat himself.  Unable to speak, he winks back at her inagreement.  The doctors reluctantlyagree, but only if Lucy exits the room and allows them to examine himfirst.  

She paces the hallway with the tenacity of a cagedbeast, until she is finally allowedto reenter the room.  

“Lu-”

He is only able to get out the first syllable of hername before her lips are on his. She’sgentle, careful not to hurt him, but her kiss is not one of friendship.  His eyes widen in shock.  He tries to wrap his arms around her, andgrumbles when the blood pressure cuff and IV restrict him from doing so.  She pulls back and gently places her hands onhis cheeks, as she gazes into his weary, emerald eyes.  

“No offense, Lucy. But you’ve looked better.”

She is aghast at his statement.  Her mouth opens wide, yet no words find theirway out.  

“You need sleep,” he adds with a sly smile.

She drops her hands from his face and is about to readhim the riot act, when she hears him chuckle. She knows exactly what he is doing (deflecting with humor) and she is not giving in this time.  No, this time, Lucy Preston is sticking toher guns.

“I’ll sleep later. Right now-”

“Right now, what?”

She took his hand in hers and kissed it lightly.

“Right now, I am telling the man that I love that hebetter never, ever do that to meagain.  I can’t lose you Flynn,” shecries.

“I love you, Lucy.”

“I love you too, even if you seem to be a bulletmagnet.”

Now, it was her timeto chuckle.  She scoots next to him inhis bed, kisses him again and curls up against him, her head and hand on hischest.  Within a few seconds time, Flynnlooks down at her again and she is already fast asleep.

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