#i seriously just cant with it ch 2

[highrollersrolls]

Opinions on ALL of the cog managers and i guess the higher ups

(this is gonna be long folks so just sit tight with it) *was given the list of literally everyone by the creator of this account* lets starteth off with skelecogs i suppose.. ...factory foreman, eh they cool since they with the VP and everythineth Mint supervisors are a bit...strict... Head attorney, their silly i like themeth :D Club president...i'd honestly care less about em..sorryeth hmm.. William Boar is uh...ok i suppose...he's hard on the outside and soft in the insideth

Alton is also silly me like em a loteth :D he's a sweetheart if you aint a toon..

Winston is also silly, i try to take care of em since he needs that love and comforteth and he's a bit like me neutral with toonseth

Tawney is just very sleep so i dont know much about em..

Spruce however is how i know about chip!..he's a cool guy as well always teaching me about the wild lifeth

Flint is..hot NOT IN THAT WAY but liketh he's literally fire..i also cant be around em much since my feathers are flammable...but he's alright i guess..again i dont know much about someth managers so bare with me

Belle, is a sweetheart if i had parents i would visit her a lot shes so niceth makes my tail wag honestly ^^

Ben...the british, im honestly fine with em he makes some good tea in my opinioneth

Holly, i dont really know about so i dont really have anything to say about her..

Mary, is very sweet yet protective i can tell she careseth about the cogs and her boardbot employees

(we aint gonna talk about buck because its gonna be VERY confusing to yall about my HR headcanon lol, unless ya really wanna know then ya know what to do)

(same goes to dave)

Brian...oh dont even start...i fucketh hate him..yea he knows a lot about stuff but...he's strict and egotistic and i honestly want flint to light him on fireth...wait thats a good idea..thats going into my show idea book!

Misty, honestly i love her..platonically she's so sensitive but she's such a sweetheart i feel bad for what happened with her..and now she probably has some built up trauma...with her and bessie..

Prester, honestly i like em, just because of how he takes his job seriously, THAT AND HE KICKS ASSETH!! LIKE COME ON MAN HE'S COOL!!

Cathal..i dont really know about much besides that he's the VP's soneth

Cosmo..again i dont really know about em and his satellite investors..i just know he's short like the chairman..very..very....puntable...

Ch-chip..eheh..um..i-i like em...only a little YEA JUST A LITTLE!! hehe..dear god im having difficulties explaining why...you know what lets just skip my opinions on chip...

Graham, i also dont really know much about i just know that flint is with graham and graham is also egotisticeth...so lets just assume i also hateth him..

now the..i suppose "scary" teameth... *clears throat*

Mundle..scary honestly, not much a fan of gators..dont know much about em nor do i want too..

Courtney..im sorry but who the fucketh names a cog courtney...its like naming a newborn toon Karen...or Caroline..like what the fucketh?? i know sometimes i dont fucketh with the law but..why? just why?...anyways i dont have opinions on her much

Barry, just reminds me if he was the principle in the school house, but other than that no opinionseth on em

Kilo, honesty i know he's a grown goat but he acts like a brat and or a bully and i dont really like em, in other words...he can go fucketh himself...

now before we get into the 'higher ups' as yall sayeth im gonna put my opinions on the other 2 contractors..

Count Erclaim..eh i dont really get a long with vampires..same with his brother..Count Erfit, as much as they are buff and swole, i dont really give two flying fuckseth about them two honestly i just see them more as competition and enemys..them 2 can also die in a ditcheth for all i care..

i know the rest of these contractors are no more..unfortunately..i still wanna talk about em..whether they went somewhere or they got scrapped by cogs inc and turned intoeth something else...

Redd H. Wing i really do miss, he was a great friend of mine..until they disappeared...god i miss them..i wish he was here again..

Sads i dont really know what they were referencing from but.. all he ever did was make constant puns and it was annoying..i can only handle a few jokes and puns but not it being constant..

the Witness Stand-in was also a cool guy its unfortunate that he's scrapped though and made into probably someone else..he was a cool skelecog to hang out with at the bar..its sadeth that he's gone now...

Clerk i didnt really know much about so no opinion on em

ah yes..both of the directors of public relations and land acquisition, i mean technically their still here their just managers and not contractors anymoreth so i still get to hang out with em even if their just managers

now for what all of you have been waiting for..my opinioneth on the 'higher ups'!!

Allan is a cool guy, i know he takes pride in his work but other than that he's a chilleth guy i like em he's just like..he makes the sellbots have it easy ya know and i like that..i'd rather see cogs enjoy their work than seeing them stressed and suffer during their work ya know?

Chris is uh..a greedy son of a bitcheth the truth had to be said sorry, but ya are a greedy son of a bitch, Chris..however he is the one that manages the money sooo, he's a greedy son of a bitcheth but he's useful..so i'll deal with it i suppose..

..Diane..me and Diane do not mix well..now i try not to fucketh with the law but...she's strict as hell..i dont really vibe with her..now if i were to go to court i would win, if i were to go to jail i would escapeth...im not saying jack on how thougheth...

Craig can go suck a dicketh in my opinion he's a straight on bitch, i dont give a shit if HES FUCKING "USEFUL" OR NOT HE CAN GO DIE FOR ALL I CARE GOD I FUCKING HATE HIM!!..sorry anger got to me..

now the best for last..

Robert Cyger..i also hate him a fucketh ton but he is very puntable and that is the only thingeth i like about em is that he is short and very easy to kick, like a football if you willeth

that was a lot..now excuse me im gonna go drink something so my throat can heal..from all me talkin..

[lorillee]

alright well i finished ch 12 so while im waiting for my water to boil ill fill everybody in on the current thoughts feelings opinions

Can we kill sagawa. PLEASEEEEE If this man doesnt die by the end of the game we have done something deeply and unfathomably wrong.

anyways so im fascinated at the reveal of tachibana as the owner of the bat tattoo and honestly Well i cant say i trust it. just because its very much like well frankly a bit of a shock reveal when it happens with no real justification. Like there was legitimately no reason to show this to the viewers at that point in the story so im smelling some sort of a fakeout here is basically what im getting at

like one could argue that they decided to reveal it there because we’ve spent the past bit trying to establish tachibana as a guy we can count on to some extent and then immediately after reminding the viewer “Hey we are dealing with organized crime LOL these people are actually deplorable and dont u forget it” keeps everybody on their toes or whatever but i still feel like they couldve chosen a more shocking or relevant moment. Hence my fakeout theory which i will honestly be a bit disappointed in if true because it just seems a little cheap

anyways so currently im thinking that like as part of his little mafia squad they all got the same tattoo or somethjng and so its actually a different guy with the bat tattoo. wait omg could you imagine if it was oda LOL

Ok if it was oda i would forgive the fakeout. Because i never really liked that dude to begin with

insanely funny how happy people are to volunteer incredibly sensitive information to majima when this has basically no benefit to them and in fact will probably come back to bite them in the ass. Its just his charming babygirl vibes

the ending for the Everybody Wants To Kill Kiryu subplot was a bit anticlimactic for all the drama we went through so jury is still out on how i feel about this because its like obviously important for the whole tojo family infighting but at the moment im not sure if i felt like this entire thing was really worth taking up like 2 slash 3 whole chapters for. but who knows bc we havent seen this story to its end yet

unsure about how i feel about the direction they r possibly taking majima and mikotos relationship in. if they choose to play this as a “what could have been if things were different” doomed potential romance u know i eat that stuff up But the point of issue here is potential. bc my immersion is going to be going to be struggling if they seriously try to argue me into believing that they r totally In Love despite the fact that they barely know each other at this point. so We Shall See

CAN WE KILL SAGAWA PRETTY PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE

[steevejr]

charlie 2023 writing wrapped:

you created [5] more "normal" girls

you created [3] gay men

you created only [1] completely normal guy

you named [26] horses

your cast of margoverse characters rose to [65] and the wordcount to [326k]. yikes!

you made margo [35%] worse and [100%] nastier

you added [100%] more homoeroticism!

you wrote in [6] scenes of erotic violence

you wrote in [2] implied sex scenes

you made the lesbians [57%] meaner and [-25%] hotter

you earned [+1] diversity point by writing in [1] straight woman and lost [-10] diversity points by making the lesbians divorce

you [doubled] the amount of cigarette smokers! cool!

you wrote [1] good joke. that's a [100%] increase from last year, when you wrote [0] good jokes!

you increased transgenderism by [200%]. oops!

in all seriousness i wrote a lot this year!

i wrote all 32k of Jamal: the Movie in just november alone without really striving for that! and jan-march i started eniki's story all from scratch and wrote 25k words in a new world with a new cast :3 (CANT BELIEVE THAT WAS THIS YEAR)

and i polished up margo ch. 1-10 to a point that it can be shared with normal people! and i can't even track how much margo writing i do anymore. i think i wrote some part 3 this year? but i also did SO much editing and polishing on margo and co. so so much. so many threads pulled tight especially in pt 1 (which i havent touched since i wrote it in like 2021).

I think this has been one of my most productive years. aside from the one summer where I wrote like all of margo part 3 and 4 draft but I think that was still less than eniki+Jamal combined.

fave character created was vendrea. tied with jamal i suppose. second runner up is lamb from eniki's world. most intriguing character is kil. most fun ive had writing was jamal getting punched in that one scene.

most validating thing i was told this year is my adult friend read margo and eniki and said they could tell i wrote both because despite being different vibes they had a distinct writing style. (me??? style????? writing?????? whoag). and emily when they said my narrators are always very introspective and interesting to read (THATS EXACTLY THE GOAL!!!)

cant wait to see what i do next year :3

the story tally for posterity:

margo's bad week/jamal:the movie (326k)

margo 2: the week gets worse (10k lol)

12:04/eniki's story (25k)

neolithic werewolves (still unfinished lol)

middle school vampire rewrite

[onlyjaeyun]

DADDY’S HOMEEEEE PART 2 🙏🏼🙏🏼except this time i’m in astronomical pain. im sliding down the wall… holding my head in misery… pulling my hair out my scalp…. tears rolling down my face…. staring at the wall with nothing but pure agony in my eyes… no words. literally no words. i’ve typed out like three sentences yet i already took 5 breaks already. zadie what THW FUCKKKKKKK🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ WHAT EVEN IS GOING ON ATP??????????? 1) they fucked AGAIN (EVERYONE ACT SURPRISEDDDD) and hoon was an actual human being this time????? like what??? when the aftercare parts started i literally had to double check whether or not im fr fr reading CH rn or nah because WHAT???

BREAKING NEWS: NEW AND SHOCKING PHENOMENA APPEARS AS THE APPEARANCE OF PARK SUNGHOON FROM ‘COLD HEARTS’ SHOWCASES HIM ACTING LIKE AN ACTUAL HUMAN (HOMOSAPIEN) BEING RATHER THAN HIS DEFAULT BEHAVIOUR OF AN ASSHOLE???????????????????

okay now that that’s out of the way let’s move on to 2) wait first i’ll like to say that i won’t be able to cover up all the events of what happened so im just going to talk about what i can remember rn anywho SO 2)😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 ik damn well u did not just make riki & yn argue 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂if that even counts as an argument or misunderstanding idk but just the fact that they’re not speaking nicely to eachother made me shed a tear. and also whAT THE FUCK???? WHO THE FUCK IS TALKING ABOUT MY GIRL?????????? nah because if this is fuma’s response or anger to yn bailing out on him last minute bcs mister park decided to man up and ask for pussy generously this time then i really hope that fuma gets hit by a basketball square in the face fr 😐 bitchass rat who tf do u think u are to do some shit like that. u and yn DIDNT make ur shit exclusive so what the fuck is ur actual problem ⁉️⁉️ u wanna fight me so bad ooooo u wanna get fucked up 🤼🤼 u wanna get fUCKED UP 🤼🤼🤼🤼🤼🤼🤼🤾🤾🤾🤾🤾🤾🤾🤾🤾PULL UP RN FUMA. PULL UP HOE ‼️‼️ atp with the whole hoon straight up being a munch followed by the double KNOCK OUT DING DING DING🔔🔔🔔 combo of someone snitching on yn + riki getting in a fight— im losing the idgaf war fr 😁😁 i’m genuinely fighting demons & voices rn. i cannot do this bro. i fr thought i was built for zadie angst but gang i cant do this one, im not a fighter im not a survivor im a victim 💔💔 i cant thug this one out bro i genuinely can’t 🤣🙏🏼🙏🏼 how am i supposed to move on from the fact that riki got into an argument with the only family member he still has left because of some bitchass sewage rat. how am i supposed to accept the fact that yn isn’t gonna visit him because she knows he’s angry at her 😂😂😂🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 (im not tearing up dawg there’s just a washing machine in my eyes it’s all good bro dw it’s coo🙏🏼) zadie pls go easy on us i know u said there’s another wave of angst coming but please bro what about my heart what about my artery what about my soul. anyways i’m gen having a headache now so i’ll stfu 🙏🏼

before i end this i just want to say (since i havent sent an ask in so long first of all fuck off to that anon who said ch is boring or smth do me a favour and disappear pls [no i’m just playing] but genuinely it’s not that hard to stop reading smth when u start disliking it 🙏🏼) zadie i genuinely hope that you’re taking care of yourself like fr fr. especially after u stayed up till like what 5 am to write smth first of all let’s get a round of applause for madam zadie come on now 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏mhm 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏i know that’s right 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏now that’s what i’m talking about 👏👏👏👏👏 your dedication and love for the art that u create is genuinely admirable and really shows how much all of this means to you and just honestly thank you so much for dedicating so much energy effort and time of ur days to this work you’re ridiculously talented and the enha community is seriously so lucky to have you zadie :( ilysm thank u sm for sharing ur work and uploading consistently no matter what you’re genuinely so ?????? just an insanely admirable person like ur passion for this is crazy i love it sm and again thank you so much for all ur work and effort, you’ve been putting out banger after banger since hype boy nonstop that’s like an artist dropping an album after an album and all of the songs being number 1 hits material like woah zadie— yk what let’s get another round of applause 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 there we go 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏exactly👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 anywho sending u so so so so much love baby !! please take care of yourself and get enough rest and sleep ! sending u so much love and so many hugs & kisses i can’t wait for the new update (but pls rest !!) :DD <333

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omg bABE WAKE UP LOOK WHO SENT ME AN ASK IM GONNA CRYYYYY!!!!!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU BABY!!!! I really hope you know just how much your asks mean to me, I always find myself rereading them multiple times before answering because of how happy they make me :( I almost deleted this one on desktop I WAS STRESSEDDDDDD</3

now onto the actual reply!

I love how we all collectively suffered when they finally fucked again AND he actually provided aftercare like a decent fucking human being, WE CHEERED, WE CELEBRATED!!!!

WHY DID THOSE LAUGHING EMOJIS MAKE ME CHUCKLE YOU SOUND SO STRESSED IM SO SORRY :(((( I know the nishimura premium sibling argument was painful but iTS FOR THE PLOT I PROMISE IT WILL BE WORTH IT

nOOO i am lock mad at myself for making y'all hate fume so much even if it was only short lived, HES A GOOD MAN SAVANNAH, A GOOD. MAN. I SWEAR

sigh, I genuinely love your asks so much and am just so happy and grateful because they never fail to make my day. you sent me this a few days ago but I still thought about it every day until now bc I was waiting for a moment finally respond to them, so thank YOU so much for all of your kind words and your genuine reactions. I love and appreciate you so much and am so so so grateful for such genuine love and support, you make this experience the best ever, I love you :(❤❤❤

[dojunie]

IVE BEEN WANTING TO GREET YOU A WELCOME BACKK!! 🤸🏻‍♀️😭 I WASNT REALLY SURE IF I SHOULD MSG, COZ THIS WOULD BE THE FIRST OF MY ENTIRE TUMBLR CARRER 🫢😭 BUT YAURSS 😭✊🏼 I JUST STARTED FOLLOWING YOUR ACCOUNT A MONTH AGO?? 😭 AND MISDIAL FUCKING ATE.‼️‼️ IT ISNT EVEN FINISHED, YET THE CHAPTERS IVE READ IS ENOUGH FOR ME TO KNOW ITS A MASTERPIECE FR 😭✊🏼 BRO I WAS LITERALLY READING IT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT, AND GURL WHEN I TELL YOU I COULD NOT STOP READING.BLOODSHOT EYES GLUED TO MY SCREEN, CHARGING MY PHONE AND LAYING ON ONE SIDE TILL IT REACHES A CERTAIN AMNT OF PERCENTAGE SO I COUKD TURN AROUND KNOWING I COULDNT WAIT AND PAUSE READING TYPE THANG 😭 SAFE TO SAY I DID NOT GET SLEEP 😭 I DEADASS FINISHED THOSE 2 CHAPTERS IN ONE GO, AND I SWORE TO MYSELF ID KEEP CHAPTER 3 FOR WHEN U UPDATE SO ID HAVE SOMETHING TO KEEP ME SANE. I LIED. I COULDNT HELP IT BRAH, YOUR WRITING JUST TEWW GOODD. I READ THE LAST CHAPTER IN SCHOOL, AND AFTER I FINISHED I WAS LITERALLY STUNNED BRO. LIKE WHADAFAK, I SAT THERE LONGING (😂😭) LIKE REAL NOT FAKE. I WAS GLUED TO MY SEAT JUST WISHING AND PRAYING FOR ANOTHER CHAPTER 😭✊🏼 I WAS DEADASS DYING WAITING FOR THE NEXT UPDATE BRO. AND I WAS EVEN MORE FLABBERGASTED WHEN I REALIZED YOU LAST UPDATED ON DECEMBER OF LAST YEAR⁉️⁉️ BRO I CRIED. I PRAYED, AND I CRIED 😭. I THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE ONE OF THOSE ABANDONED STORIES OR ABANDONED BLOGS 😭🙏🏼🧎🏻‍♀️ BUT BRO I LOVE GOD FR I LOVE THE UNIVERSE THEY BE WATCHING MY BACK COZ LITERALLY NOT EVEN A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER YOU CAME WITH AN UPDATE‼️ YAHEY😭🤸🏻‍♀️✨🧚🏻‍♂️ TALK ABT PERFECT TIMINGG‼️ BUT YAURS IK DIS WAS A LONG MSG 🤣 COULDNT CONTAIN MYSELF FR 😭✊🏼 BUT I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW, TAKE YOUR TIME WITH SETTLING IN, UPDATING, AND EVERYTHANG. YOU HAVE A LOT GOING ON WITH JOB HUNTING, SCHOOL, AND MOVING!! DONT FEEL PRESSURED TO UPDATE, TAKE YOUR TIME!! (Please update misdal soon 🙏🏼🧎🏻‍♀️😭🤣 ‼️half jks‼️🤣) BUT YAURS TAKE YOUR TIME AND MAKE SURE YOU’RE PUTTING YOURSELF FIRST 🫶🏻 LOVE YOUSSS ✨🧚🏻‍♂️🤸🏻‍♀️🫶🏻 STAY SAFES AND HEALTHY IN THE MEANWHILEE 😋🫶🏻🫶🏻😭 (sorry if I didn’t really make sense, English isn’t my first language 😭🙏🏼🫶🏻)

idk i think im in love w u

definitely need to put this under a read more bc i have been SCREAMING!!!!!!! OVER THIS ASK FOR THE LAST FEW DAYS!!!!!!! when i tell you im going to print out this message and stick it to the wall in front of my desk so i can see it every time i sit down to write najkdajdjsklajd nckdsn i love this ask i love u i love this ask i love you!!!!!!!!! im so happy the lil stories i write about kpop boys grabbed u hard enough to make u stay up on a school night, dying phone and all 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 as i was writing ch4 and starting ch5 i was thinking of this message like 'i cant let colorful anon down i have to get this shit out BEFORE 2024!!!!!!!!" AND SO BE IT IT SHALL BE DONE

its crazy to think that its Literally been an entire year since the last update and people are still so invested........... like im cryin a little yall are seriously the realest

i love u im not kidding this is my favorite ask of all time. i almost dont want to answer it so it can stay in my ask box forever but u clearly went all out in writing this so i simply cannot allow the world to not see your work of art

screenshotting to make it my wallpaper as we speak

i am dubbing you colorful anon, pls come back whenever you want even if its just to leave an emoji in my inbox when ch 4 drops

im going to staple this message to every wall of my house i am so honored to be ur first ask

going to OPEN the misdial google doc and write some more for YEW!!!!!!! CAUSE U DESERVE IT!!!! MUAH MUAH KISSES I AM TUCKING U INTO BED LOVINGLY!!!!!!!!!!

[theplotthief]

PETITION TO MAKE SSS-CLASS REVIVAL HUNTER AN HONORARY MEMBER OF THE HOLY TRINITY!!

Reasons:

*pls note I havent yet read "S-Classes that I Raised" cause it only has 200 chaps out of 800 translated and I will literally die if I end up bingeing it and then see all these spoilers everywhere I wouldnt be able to understand and find the source for for AGES TTATT. So yes sorry if Han Yoojin is the honorary mention in the list *sniff*

1. Their names

Kim Dokja

Kim Roksoo (Cale Henituse)

Kim GongJa (tapas says Confucious Kim. Waaiiiii)

(sry Han Yoojin 😅😅😅)

2. Their very self-sacrificial, tsundere natures with their so-called grey moralities and ultra pure hearts.

Cale wants to have a slacker life, then he goes and VOLUNTARILY becomes the hero of the entire universe because he cant have his slacker life when the universe is in peril. He says he hates pain but he doesnt much care about having to overuse his abilities to the point he coughs up blood and passes out for days on end!!

Kim Dokja literally sacrifices himself and dies for his companions over and over again for the sake of achieving the ending he wants. He starts out saying he's using people for his own advantage and then he goes and sacrifices himself for these people. He starts out hating constellations but then they became his best friends and even his PARENTS. He even willingly *SPOILER* ( [strike]splits himself in half so that the world and everyone he loves can go on existing even if he's not there with them. He's also technically the main reason the apocalypse even happened[/strike] )

Kim GongJa was initially basically a jealous stalker fan of the #1 Hunter. He SAYS he wants to be like him, wants to be famous and powerful and be revered as a hero and the like. Then he discovers his idol wasn't just the huge jerk the world knew him as but is actually a cold-blooded murderer as well. So he LITERALLY DIES 4K TIMES JUST TO KILL HIM and save the world from his tainted legacy. It was revenge at first yes, but when he gains an S Class skill and walks the old #1s path and gets the chance to bask in his glory, what does he do? He rejects offers of wealth and high-ranked positions, saves the Boss monsters, DOES NOT actually become a media idol and instead focuses on clearing the levels, DIES HUNDREDS OF TIMES OVER Every round to get the best possible route where they can clear the floors without ANYONE ELSE DYING. And he actually LIVES LIKE THIS WITHOUT ANYONE KNOWING HOW MANY TIMES HE DIES EVERY DAMN DAY SO THAT OTHERS DONT. I MEAN SERIOUSLY. BOI!! TTATT

Once again I am sorry Mr. Han Yoojin I do not yet know much about you except your willingness to die for your little brother and how you care more about taking care of those you take under your wing than youself *sniff*

3. The Story Progression and Character Development.

What is just SO GOOD about these novels is basically EVERYTHING. The characters are great and in-depth, the world-building so vivid and consistent and the plot progressions are so epic!!!

Like, I went and binged Solo Leveling (manhwa tho) just yesterday and heck yeah it was hype but hnstly it was literally just a protagonist becoming more and more OP every arc, filled with more epic battles than actual character development and interactions. The romance plot literally felt like it was just tossed in there so it's THERE and all that yeah (sry this makes no sense but I WANNA RANT ABOUT SOLO LEVELING DAMMIT TTATT) *COUGH* aanyhows back to point.

TCF IS THE BEST!! The very fact that it has basically no plot holes at all!! The fact that even minor details from the early chapters actually MEAN SOMETHING in the later chapters. The arcs!! The mini quests!! The war!! The TRANSMIGRATION!! THE PLOT TWISTS!! THE CONNECTIONS BETWEEN THE CHARACTERS!! THEIR ROLES IN THEIR RESPECTIVE NATIONS!! EVERYTHING!!! You all know how Cale started out wanting to stay as far away from the plot as possible and living his lone slacker life, then he meets Choi Han so he can connect CH with Ron and Vicross so they can leave together, then he goes and saves Raon just to avert a tragedy in his path, and then saves the capital city and forms a connection with Alver, and meets Witira, Toonka, Tasha, becomes the COMMANDER and leads the WAR etc etc and THEN we get to the island with Sound of the Wind's string and the test where he GETS A GLIMPSE OF HIS DESIRED LONE SLACKER LIFE and... Just-- 😭😭😭

ORV is a household name now. I cant read about 'Scenarios' and 'Constellations' and 'Modifiers/Monikers" without instantly thinking ORV. Kim Dokja is a reader. He starts out just wanting to survive while also wanting to bring all his past fanboy planning to life AND meet and form a connection with his most favourite protagonist. It's also cool how the scenarios went from typical gang wars and monster fights, to PeaceLand and morality and then EVERYTHING that happened in Dark Castle. Lets not even comment on 1863v2, SPs very existence, and the utter mess of emotions that is the Epilogues. But may I please just bring special mention to the Journey to the West because that arc is THE BEST.

I know nothing ablout S Classes yet but I hear it is epic and I am crying.

Now Revival Hunter. It started out pretty gray. MC is basically a stalker fan and is making creepy spam posts online about how he wants to "Be like the Flame Emperor". Then he gets an S-class Skill and gets killed by the guy and it's a typical revenge plot. He hates the bastard so he wants to kill him. The bastard is also heartless serial killer jerkwad. Sure. But cue 4k+ deaths later and he starts on his journey to take the guy's place as the #1 Hunter and what happens? He DOESNT CARE ABOUT THAT ACTUALLY. He just didn't want that jerkwad to be the person everyone idolized, ended up sympathyzing with the boss monsters and didnt want to leave the same path of destruction in his wake. He doesnt need the glory if people dies and he's fine even if he doenst get acknowledged for saving the literal world!! He literally does Yoo Joonghyuk better!! (But he rewinds only 24hrs b4 so he has more liberties tho unlike yjh who has to restart everything from the top hehe TTwTT) But yeah. And!! The floors!! The SETTINGS!! The tenth floor boss trial!! SPOILER BUT IT IS MORE EMOTIONAL THAN JIHYE'S AWAKENING DAMMIT!! And then the 20th floor and just--- yeah. Yeah.

Cons I gotta admit:

Sadly Revival Hunter doesnt have any possible bl ships apart from Flame Emperor dude who is literal scum and thus cant even be considered for anything good so... (atm anyway I am manhwa so who knows bout later *sniff*) and also atm no babies TT.TT Babiest that can be is Inquisitor who is... not actually a baby and not GongJa's kid so *sniff* nvm.

Nyhows so this ended up being just a ranty post that didnt make sense but eh basically.

HOLY TRINITY READERS PLS GIVE SSS-RANK REVIVAL HUNTER A TRY TOO PLS OMG

*cough* imma make an exit now hehee ^w^ *runsandhides*

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For the ship ask thing I HAVE to say Hizzie

i think y'all want hizzie .

Who’s the cuddler? it's v much canon that lizzie and hope love cuddles and lizzie specially since she grew up sharing a bed almost every night so she ALWAYS gotta be hugging something 🥺 and hope is so tiny it's like her own real-life teddy (wolf??) bear sksmkskz and hope likes it bc she's always the one doing the protecting and etc so to be held nd feel ✨safe✨ is her fav thing

Who makes the bed? lizzie bc hope cant reach the corners NSKSKDKSKSKSKSK now seriously def lizzie bc shes the more organized and tidy one out of the two of them... like caroline raised that girl shes 100% doing the beds. extra hc but hope leaves wet towels on the bed and it makes lizzie want to throttle her everytime KSKSKSKDKDKDK

Who wakes up first? hope!! to train and work out etc. its literally canon too like in 2x08 when lizzie was still asleep when hope was already up and running skskskskk sometimes lizzie is like yes lets train or yes let me go with u to watch u train! and then 5 mins later hope turns around and lizzie is just lying on the floor asleep like i cba w this actually KSKDKSKK

Who has the weird taste in music? i dont think either of them do but id be more inclined to say hope bc she IS a lil odd. but it is canon that lizzie listens to motown/hip hop the most and w hope being from NOA shes def into old jazz and blues so i think their taste in music is v (black) unmatched truthfully skakdkdkakskkd

Who is more protective? AGAIN canon that theyre both v protective of each other but hope w her hero complex is like... insane skakdjsj ppl look at lizzie wrong and hope is like U WANNA FUCKIN GO?????? but honestly its the same for both of them altho i think hope is def more towards the physical violence route meanwhile lizzie is like i WILL bully this person's next generation for calling MY girlfriend "funsized" and WHAT does it matter if i said it first shes MY girlfriend-

Who sings in the shower? i think they both would do it but i see hope doing it more and its always something v embarrassing like shes singing to random songs that get stuck in her head when she thinks that no one is home / around to hear and lizzie loves it sm bc 1) hope never sings 2) hope makes everything sound better LMFAO like she'll literally be singing to really fucking old songs from like the 50s and lizzie is just like ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ and she never tells hope she hears it bc then hope will get self conscious and wont sing again dkskks

Who cries during movies? depends on the movie and it depends on what they are feeling like at a certain day but hope IS the cry baby so she cries during every single movie they watch that has a dog or something like that. if the movie talks about loss or anything psychological they're both fucking messes tho skskjs But also hope cried for 3 hours after she watched Wall-E im right. Also lizzie always has to search if a dog dies before any movie bc it always ruins like hope's entire WEEK if it happens and then the next week lizzie is trying to stop hope from adopting every dog she sees (even if they have owners)

Who spends the most while out shopping? lizzie literally! like bags on bags on bags on BAGS of outfits and retail therapy 😭😭 and she def always drags hope along to 1) carry her bags 2) make her try 183829394 outfits bc if she's not the one forcing hope to buy clothes, hope wont fucking BUY THE CLOTHES jdkdksk

Who kisses more roughly? depends on the day once again! i think they both do bc we all know these two are unhinged and unstable SAUR........ but lizzie is also the one who canonly has a ch#king kink SO THEN AGAIN..... but literally the two of them like its sick

Who is more dominant? same answer ^^ but its funny to me that hope thinks that shes the dominant one and SHES the sire and blah blah blah but lizzie looks at her weird or gives her a short answer shes crying sobbing throwing up talking about "when u dont choose me it hurts 🤕" LMFAOO like hope thinks she holds all the power (and to some degree she does bc lizzie is down baddd for her) but like literally hope is a SIMP for lizzie akwlkskzslkd loser<3

My rating of the ship from 1-10. 10000000000/10 <3

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NEW CHAPTER

new chapter alert 

I am.. I cant EVEN OH MY GOD ANYWAYS

If you dont even want to hear or see anything of the new chapter i dont reccomend looking as I’m gonna talk about some things during this chapter, things that could happen after this chapter and things from clash pt 1 (ch 390).

But anyways...

This was probably my favorite part. Lynch and Zakuro have such a good dynamic im crying I cant have yet another duo in my head but yet here they are.

Seeing them again in general in a new chapter was just magical in and of itself. like dude. THEYRE BACK  . AND ITS REAL AND WOW...

“HOW CAN I GET IT TO DIE?” I LOVE LYNCH SO MUCH HELP SHE IS JUST SO BLUNT AND AND ANWYAYS.

I also love the introduction to another aspect of Zakuros ability and just the sheer amount of personality both of them have been given in the short amount of time they’ve been introduced. 

And like how does Zakuro know who Hisoka is? Do they even know??? I’m guessing that their funky little blood pellets won’t find Hisoka, but will instead find a phantom troupe member.

Give me a minute to see where everybody was the last time Togashi showed the map. (I’m hoping they’ll find machi bc... machi fan reasons)

Theyre all on teir 3 (Zakuro, Lynch, Hinrigh) in a food/shopping court, then Zakuro and Lynch go into a hallway somewhere, but other than that I dont know.

Map without locations of people: (Ch 358)

Map with loactions of people: (Ch 380)

Ok, so if Machi stays in teirs 4/5, then it’s unlikely that she’ll come across Zakuro and Lynch.

I think there could be 3 things that could happen:

1. They may run into more Heil-Ly associates such as Luini or Cashew, but Hinrigh is already kind of dealing with those people. 

Maybe Hinrigh will run into Luini and Zakuro and Lynch will run into Cashew or vice versa. Depending on how their ability works and the descriptions they were given, Zakuros ability could very well mistake somebody else for being Hisoka, as they’re just looking for anybody ‘suspicious’.

2. It would be interesting to see if the Illumi = Hisoka theory could come into play. Zakuro and Lynch are hunting down Hisoka, but what if they run into Illumi instead because Zakuros ability spotted him and recognized him as being Hisoka... Though I think Mizai and Botobai intervined this in previous chapters. The lockdown was lifted, so there’s a possibility that Kalluto and Illumi could have been released, but iirc we haven’t gone back to their perspective since.

3. Chrollo, Bonolenov, and Shizuku are at the bottom of the fourth teir, but aside from Illumi and Kalluto, they are the closest members of the troupe. Since they’re both hunting down Hisoka, a matter of things could happen. I doubt that they would want to team up, and instead, I feel like tensions would be made, as the troupe’s (specifically Chrollo’s) interaction with the Cha-R group (I think) at the dining hall wasn’t very amicable, and the associates even noted that they were trouble. Chrollo seems to REALLY want to be the one to kill Hisoka as well, so I can imagine he would have mixed feelings on two people he has no idea about looking for him, and possibly looking to kill him before he does.

Any way it goes, I can’t wait for the loose threads in the storyline to be actually tied.

Anyways, enough of going into that part of the chapter, I want to talk about Hinrigh’s ability now.

At first, tbh I didn’t think that I would be very invested in Hinrigh, but this chapter saved my opinion because like.

HIS ABILITY IS SO FREAKING GOOFY LIKE. HE JUST MAKES A CAMERA INTO A CAT AND THEN PUTS ‘EM ON “RECORD MODE”. It’s so silly but in all seriousness what an amazing ability. It’s so convenient, and the fact that he can make full on animals out of everyday animals is pretty astonishing. Imagine the type of training and how much of it you’d have to do to master that ability. 

+ The cat is so scrunkly i love it so much I would die for the RECORD MODE cat. It reminds me of those videos on youtube where the people put the cameras on the cats collar. I wonder if that was the inspiration for this, because a cat isn’t the first thing that comes to mind when you think of recording or having another pair of eyes or whatever, and I wouldn’t put it past Togashi. Our man full on made an ability (Silent Majority) out of a song name, and put in facts about the weight of bowling balls just because he likes to watch bowling. 

MEOW... BIP

I also like to think that he just makes companions for when he’s alone on the job. Like he makes a dog out of a machine gun and bonds with it and if somebody tries to attack him because they think he’s distracted he’s like “aha!!!” and shoots them with his machine gun dog.

I cant wait to see the next chapters, even though I doubt they’ll be for free on viz, I’ll find another way to see them. I’m so excited to be experiencing the comeback of my favorite series!

Anyways you all keep being funny like that record mode cat

Those Pigeons are a Serious Problem.

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Ch. 3

18+ MINORS DNI

Pairing: Shigaraki x Dabi (just this part), Tomura Shigaraki x fem!reader (very brief and vague reference to Dabi x Hawks)

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: smut and feels, it's literally just smut, blow jobs, friends(?) with benefits, blow jobs, anal fingering, light degradation (both for shigs and reader), could maybe be interpreted as slight dubcon, dirty talk, slutty dabi, dabi is an asshole, so is tomura, reader has gender neutral pronouns, I'm keeping it fem cause Shigs hates women and calls them that

Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 | Ch. 5 | Ch. 6

Summary: In which the boys share in some good ole roommate bonding activities and Tomura has a blow job induced epiphany.

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Taglist: @dillybuggg (shoot me an ask if you want to be tagged and make sure to check my rules!)

Dabi’s mouth was wet and so fucking warm as he swallowed around Tomura’s dick.

“Oh fuck…” he groaned as Dabi hummed around his length and did that thing where he flicked the ball of his tongue ring over Tomura’s slit.

Bright blue eyes stared up through deceptively long lashes, smirking at the way Tomura drooled as he got his soul sucked out the tip of dick. The mattress underneath him creaked despite the negligible weight of both their bodies. Dabi settled on his stomach between Tomura’s pale thighs leaving fingerprint bruises in soft flesh.

They did this sometimes, though he wasn’t quite sure when exactly it started. Dabi had been his randomly assigned roommate freshman year and he grew so used to living with him that the two of them had just silently, yet mutually agreed not to fuck something up that wasn’t broken. They both berated each other for their strange and somewhat disgusting habits—Dabi would say that Tomura was a gross shut-in creep who needed a fucking shower and Tomura called Dabi out on his slutty pastimes and obsession with piercing the hell out of every available inch of skin.

And sometimes they sucked each other off.

It was overall not a terrible arrangement—Dabi got his fill of dick and Tomura could no longer be made fun of for being completely inexperienced. Plus, as much as he was loathe to admit, Dabi was really fucking good at oral. Like, demonically good. He’d been going down on Tomura for so long now too that he’d learned all the things that had him spilling onto that pierced tongue in minutes.

Tomura jerked from his thoughts when two, lube slicked fingers prodding at his ass.

“Dabi, what the fuck are you—” he protested, wiggling his scrawny hips up the bed and inadvertently letting his cock slip out of the inviting heat between his roommate’s lips.

He couldn’t see much other than the shaking mop of black hair and pale hands with chipped black nail polish digging into his legs, yanking him back.

“Shut up freak,” Dabi slurred, words slick with spit and Tomura’s precum. Dabi said it tasted like battery acid, but it never stopped him from guzzling it like he did with cheap whiskey and cigarettes on the weekends. “I know you like it.”

He did like it, but Tomura wasn’t about to contribute to the fucking evil grin Dabi was giving him as he circled the tight ring of muscle, slipping in a finger to the first knuckle.

Tomura’s head flopped back on the pillows as he bit back a low moan, “Fuck off.”

“If you say so,” Dabi shoved his finger in roughly, squeezing a second in behind it and letting Tomura bask in the burn of being stretched too quickly before ripping his hands away.

“No!” Tomura wailed pretty fucking shamelessly and grabbed the retreating wrist, placing Dabi’s tatted hand back on his dick that throbbed and leaked painfully.

“Dude, what’s gotten the fuck into you?” his roommate asked, smirking still, but pumping Tomura's cock loosely nonetheless. “Our walls are thin as hell, you know I can hear you jerkin' it in here every night, and now you’re practically begging for me to suck you off. Usually I gotta come to you.”

He was infuriatingly right again.

Tomura had indeed asked for him to do this, which was definitely out of character for him. Most of the time when they ended up in this position, it was because Dabi spent hours hounding him about it or just fucking dropped to his knees and whipped Tomura’s cock out in the middle of a movie night or snuck into his room while Tomura was gaming and swallowed him whole just to laugh at the way his online friends reacted to the noises.

He’s just been so pent up lately, and you insisting on fucking touching his arm or sitting on the floor between his feet at League meetings was really not helping it.

“I don’t know,” Tomura lied, both to Dabi and himself in the hopes that the head of black hair would just go back to bobbing on his dick like he so desperately needed it to.

“Bro, I have fucked with enough people to know when they’re wishing I was someone else,” Dabi scoffed and ran a blessedly hot tongue from base to tip and suckled softly at the blush pink head before pulling back with a wet pop. “So who is it?”

“I’m not fucking thinking about anyone,” Tomura hissed, fisting Dabi’s spiky, black locks and thrusting into his mouth till he felt the contractions of Dabi gagging around his length. “Usually you're jumping at the chance to get dick in your mouth, so why does it matter?”

Dabi pulled back, wiping the silvery string of spit leaking past his lips away and scowling as his fingers ghosted over Tomura’s balls and sank back into his pliant ass.

“Seriously creep, I’m five seconds away from ghosting and you can fuck your hand like the sad little bitch you are. So tell me their name or I’m walking right now.”

Tomura huffed as he felt Dabi’s long, rough fingers pulled from him again and the heat of his mouth growing farther away.

“Ugh fine, it’s that bitch I’ve been working on the English thing with.”

Dabi made a face like his brain was buffering.

“Seriously?” he asked, mouth gaping in a way that had Tomura even more furious his dick wasn’t buried in it.

“Yes!” he shouted and grabbed Dabi’s cheeks in both hands, sinking past his waiting lips and practically purring when he felt them close around the base as his long tongue massaged the shaft. “Oh god yes…”

Dabi rolled his eyes, managing to look smug even with a cock stretching his lips taught against the piercings. He used to try and tease Tomura about how small his dick was, but it was hard to believe him. Especially with how he choked sometimes when Tomura got rough with him despite his boasts of lacking a gag reflex. Not to mention how he looked now, jaw probably aching with the stretch and loving every second of it.

Tomura lazily bucked his hips up and whined high when the fingers in his ass curled and thrust against that fucking spot he hadn’t known was there until Dabi found it for him.

The pleased sound he made tapered off into a growl though, when his roommate with questionable benefits pulled off again to run his slutty fucking mouth.

“Tell me about it,” he mumbled, kitten licking at Tomura’s cock and running the ball of his piercing through the slit again. Tomura gulped when he pulled it back into his mouth to swallow the bead of precum he’d collected. “I’ve seen your fucking paramour around before, pretty serious about school though. And kinda out of your league too, not gonna lie. So, what would you do if your cute little partner was here instead?”

Tomura bristled at the insult but couldn’t keep his pissed off look when Dabi went back to sucking his cock like a pro and curling those fucking fingers against his prostate. When he did speak, he blushed hard at the way his voice cracked and sounded like he was crying.

“I don’t fucking—holy shit—know,” he gasped and Dabi hummed both to egg him on and to get a whole new wave of precum gushing out of Tomura’s dick.

“C’mon man,” Dabi groaned, and Tomura distinctly heard the sound of a pants zipper and felt Dabi’s hips canting against the sheets.

That fucking masochistic whore. He would get off to Tomura dirty talking about someone else while he sucked his dick.

He considered stopping the whole thing right there, but then Dabi was sinking a third finger into his ass and thrusting hard while he hallowed his cheeks around Tomura’s cock and sucked—

“Tits!” Tomura cried and covered his burning, red cheeks with his hands. “I want to put my fucking face in them and taste them in my mouth. Sometimes I can see the outline of their nipples when we’re working and the air conditioning comes on and I want to suck on them so fucking bad I can’t think about anything else the whole night.”

Once he got started, Tomura found the words just spilled from him like a dam had burst. Dabi, the depraved bastard, groaned loud and ground his pierced dick harder against the mattress as he continued to deepthroat Tomura’s cock and fuck his ass at that perfect angle.

“Sometimes when they drag me to their stupid club I lose the rounds cause I—oh god, oh fuck—just imagine them in my lap, sitting on my cock and fucking writhing and squeezing me while we face off. Such a fucking—Dabi more!—stereotypical try-hard, bitch but I want to be inside them so fucking bad,” he felt actual tears stinging the raw corners of his eyes when Dabi sped up on his dick.

Tomura scrapped his nails against Dabi’s scalp, holding on for dear life as his breathing became even more ragged than usual. His friend’s cruelty streak reared its ugly head as Dabi sensed the tensing of Tomura’s balls and the clench of his tight ass and slowed down a fraction, keeping him teetering on the edge of an explosively pleasurable release.

“Fucking asshole,” he growled, but didn’t dare try to fuck Dabi’s face lest he make good on his threat to leave Tomura high and dry. “I just—shit, ah, don’t stop—they talk to me sometimes and I just wanna suck their tongue into my mouth so they shut up and I need to hear them fucking falling apart or using that stupid, stuck up teacher voice on me and fucking my ass—Dabi Fuck—is that what you wanted to hear?”

Dabi, because he got off on being a little shit, gave him one last delicious swallow before pulling back and fisting Tomura’s sopping wet cock. The fingers had stopped thrusting and were now pressed hard against his prostate, sending shocks through his body and making him twitch violently as his blood rushed with endorphins. He never stopped grinding his own dick against Tomura’s cotton sheets the whole time.

“You got it bad huh, don’t ya creep,” he mused, letting a fat glob of spit fall from his lips and keep his palm slick. “That’s the most I’ve ever heard you talk about fucking anything, much less another actual person.”

“No I fucking don’t, “ Tomura writhed against the pillows, giving in to the undeniable urge to simultaneously fuck up into Dabi’s hand and ride his fingers.

“Who knew you were such a desperate whore, falling for the first person to show you a modicum of attention,” Dabi jeered and squeezed the tip of his dick hard, listening to Tomura let out a choked sob. “I’m actually kinda proud of you, bro. My little incel baby’s growing up.”

Dabi cooed at Tomura, sinking sharp teeth deep into the meat of his thigh and sucking a bruise into the flesh.

“You’re the one—nghh—getting off on it,” Tomura clapped back but didn’t bother denying it again.

There was a sense of dread growing in his gut alongside the mounting pleasure of his orgasm that Dabi was currently holding hostage. Dabi may have had a dickish personality just as massive as the actual dick that was currently painting his comforter in stains, but he knew Tomura.

And he did, admittedly have much more experience with these types of things.

“Fuck yeah I am,” Dabi grunted. “Last time I let you return the favor you bit my fucking cock. I gotta get off somehow.”

“Don’t say rude shit to me and I won’t bite you.”

“Watch it, Tomura,” Dabi huffed and nipped at his thigh again. “You should be thanking me for my services.”

“Not if you’re gonna keep running your mouth instead of sucking me off,” he tried to sound intimidating but he was well and truly wrecked and couldn’t find the energy to give his words an edge.

“You should ask them out,” Dabi continued, ignoring the failed attempts at banter. “Bring ‘em over or some shit. Maybe then if I lock down that blonde piece of ass I’ve been talking to, we’ll both have much more interesting things to go down on.”

“Your whore ass is the one always jumping me, don’t act like it’s a fucking chore,” Tomura groaned as Dabi started licking at his cock again, pressing sloppy, half kisses on the tip as he jerked it in his fist.

“Not my fault I get bored sometimes,” he replied and closed his eyes as Tomura clenched particularly hard around Dabi’s relentless fingers. “But seriously, you should go for it. I’d kill to find out if you’re just as bad at eating pussy as you are sucking dick.”

“Fuck y—” Tomura started to say when Dabi reared up till they were chest to chest and their foreheads knocked together.

“I fucking will if you don’t shut up, creep, and I think it’d be so much better if you handed your fucking virginity to that pretty little partner bitch instead,” he said and stunned Tomura into silence when he licked into his mouth.

Dabi had kissed him before, but Tomura could count the number of occasions on one hand and almost all had been when his punk ass roommate was drunk as hell and in his feels about some tortured past. But Dabi’s eyes were bright and lucid now, blinking down at Tomura as he dragged their tongues together, flooding his mouth with the faint taste of cigarettes and jizz.

Their cocks brushed together too, the stimulation making Tomura whine into Dabi’s lips, who dropped a merciful hand down, taking them both in his fist and began pumping.

He didn’t stop as he pulled back, grinning down at Tomura like a fucking maniac—all shitty tattoos and silver piercings. The little barbels that stuck through Dabi’s nipples brushed against his own and made him moan at the cool metal and hot skin on his sensitive chest. Tomura was fucking sensitive everywhere, as Dabi had helped him discover, probably from a lifetime of being touched more by cheap sweatshirts than human hands.

“Now,” Dabi grunted as he thrust loosely against Tomura’s cock and his own fist before pulling away to settle back between his legs. “Shut up and cum down my throat—gotta give your virgin ass a refresher on mind shattering orgasms, so you know if that bitch is any good or not.”

Tomura’s tongue was halfway around a witty comeback when Dabi swallowed him to the hilt once again and started working his ass even harder. He really fucked hoped the neighbors were not home to hear him get his shit rocked at 2pm on a fucking Tuesday, cause Dabi might have been flunking out of his classes but he’d get a goddamn A plus for sucking dick.

The hand on his thigh, spreading him open, migrated to his hip so that Tomura could snap his legs shut hard around Dabi’s ring littered ears as he guided Tomura to grind down on his hand. The pressure in his gut built up exponentially higher now that Dabi wasn’t trying to hold him on the edge of climax. It took an embarrassingly short amount of time for him to acquiesce to Dabi’s request, as he tightened up in a full body clench before gripping Dabi’s hair and spilling rope after rope of hot, sticky release straight onto his roommate’s tongue.

Dabi, the fucking slut, made a show of swallowing every drop that spilled from Tomura’s abused cock, milking his prostate the whole time and only letting Tomura slip from his mouth when he was soft and finally spent.

The fingers in his ass remained though, still for the most part and slowly dipping in and out every so often. Tomura whimpered and clenched but was somewhat thankful for the remaining feeling of fullness.

“So, did you really mean all that?” Dabi asked with his signature smirk. “You really want your group project partner to cockwarm you and fuck your tight little ass?”

“Fuck off,” Tomura scowled and smacked Dabi hard across the face with an errant pillow.

Dabi yanked it from his grasp and tossed his ammunition onto the floor. “Hey, it’s not actually too bad in here,” he wiggled his fingers for emphasis which elicited an embarrassingly high gasp from Tomura, “give ‘em my number if you need a reference for asshole tightness.”

“Get the fuck out of my ass and my room,” Tomura kicked at Dabi’s back as it shook with laughter that lacked it’s usual jeering bite.

“What? Saving the cuddles for your new S/O?” he shot back, nuzzling his cum and spit covered face into Tomura’s neck.

With their chests pressed together, Tomura could feel the cooling, sticky remnants of Dabi’s own release coating his stomach. He squirmed against the sensation and pushed at the offending chest until his friend flopped down onto the scant space left between the mattress and the wall.

“Ew,” Tomura ran a finger through the mess Dabi had left smeared on him. “I’m taking a fucking shower.”

“God, finally!” Dabi exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air and producing a cigarette from god knows where. He let the paper rest between his lips unlit. “I should have thought about getting you fucked out on the reg earlier, creep, if it’ll stop you smelling like ass.”

Tomura launched the discarded pillow which hit it’s mark with a dull thump.

“You better be fucking gone when I get back,” he hissed and stumbled naked, on shaking legs into the hall and to their shared bathroom.

Dabi’s cackling followed him until the door shut and the lock clicked behind him.

Tomura turned the water on quickly, letting steam cloud the mirror before he jumped under the spray. The only products on the shelves were Dabi’s for the most part with the exception of a store brand bar of soap and some 3 in one shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.

Tomura knew he should clean himself more often, but his skin was so fucking raw all the time it hurt to do, so he mostly avoided it unless the smell got really unbearable—or Dabi was painting him in jizz whenever the opportunity presented itself.

He tried to get in and out as quickly as possible so he didn’t have the opportunity to think too hard about the admission his fuck buddy roommate had pulled from him mid blow job. Because if he did—in his post nut, clingy state—he’d most certainly imagine you were with him, tits pressed against his back and your soft, insistent tongue dipping past his lips, tasting like fruit gum and expensive cafe drinks instead of nicotine and cum.

And he really couldn’t handle that. Cause Dabi was right, he had something fucking bad for you and the thought of another rejection loomed large.

When he did towel himself off and shuffle, still naked back into his bedroom Dabi was nowhere to be seen. Tomura’s phone however, was left sitting right next to the jizz stain on his sheets. He frowned at the open balcony door where Dabi was no doubt smoking and snatched the device before tumbling onto the pillows.

He powered it on and scrolled through his notifs before one caught his eyes. You and Dabi were really the only people that ever texted him, but the contact name above this one had changed.

bitch (endearing)

— hey, starting an impromptu round of Smash soon if you’re interested <3

The stupid text heart made his chest throb and he stared at Dabi’s new nickname for you, not even noticing the fucking grin that tugged at his cheeks.

He bit his lip to stop the twitching when it pulled too hard at the chapped skin and scrambled for his clothes before shooting a quick confirmation text back. Tomura opted for his only pair of black jeans this time instead of sweats and the least stained sweatshirt he owned.

Dabi peaked around the corner when he heard the clink of Tomura’s keys. The bastard was smoking in just a pair of underwear that left half his ass on display for all the whole fucking street. He smirked, quirking his eyebrows and bringing his hands up to slip his index finger through the circle he made on the other hand in a silent, vulgar gesture.

“Screw off,” Tomura shouted over his shoulder and made for the door.

“Wrap it before you tap it, bro!” Dabi called after him, cut off by the subsequent slamming.

Tomura took the stairs two at a time, pulling out his phone and tucking the hood over his damp hair, this time to hide the growing smile playing at his lips.

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It's funny because at the very beginning I didn't like Bakugō in the slightest seriously every time I wished that someone would smack his head but I loved (and still do) Bakudeku because when Bakugo was with Izuku I liked him better (fanfics and manga) because he made him better he changed

Whereas when the first few times I read Kiri////Baku fanfics he was grossly miscaracterised and literally more violent than in canon

I remembered all the times I saw arts of Katsuki I was like ''This one does not sparks joy'' but when he is with Izuku ''This one sparks joy'' seriously I found myself ridiculous for thinking like that but I realised that these 2 are a packaged deal you cannot separate them no wonder why they're called the Wonder Duo

Sorry I had to get it out and I hope you have nice day

Admittedly, I had no opinion on Bakugou in the beginning of the series. I genuinely couldn’t tell if I liked him or not, but was probably leaning more towards the not side

As for kr/////bk fics, I haven’t read a stand-alone fic for them, unless it was a side pairing for td////dk but I still do see where ur coming from when u say mischaracterize. I notice they make Bkgs “hate” towards Deku a lot stronger than it actually is sometimes

And the thing with bkdk is that,,,, they were obviously going to have some sort of development from the beginning. That’s why I always shipped them. While they weren’t my original main ship (td///dk), it was still a ship that I would say “oh, that’s really cute!” Whenever I saw fanart, mainly bc I knew they were gonna be developed which is why I didn’t understand why it had this HUGE toxic label on it (keep in mind I’ve been in the fandom since before ch. 284&5 out)

Its just,,,, idk. They’re the two main characters. It makes sense that they could go from absolutely being down each other’s throats to the development where they are today. And it’s such a beautiful development (which some people still deny. Sigh.) And ur right, they really are a set that u cant separate

[onlyjaeyun]

I'm actually going insane????? how is the written chapter so good? I was reading it like my life defended on it, it was seriously so GOOD I'M TEARING UP. The way you described both povs of CH!yn and CH!hoon is driving me insane, it felt so real and honestly, I could relate to them cuz of how heavenly you wrote those parts.

I can say that I read PLENTY of fanfics and stories from different artists and yet on tumblr you are the one that I love the most. I really enjoy the way you write, it is so engaging and reading a chap written by you is so easy, it feels like I read for like 2 mins!

Going back on talking about the characters, CH!yn is my fav of all time. Me, being the older sister of 3 siblings, seeing her sacrificing herself for riki made me cry, seriously. Sometimes people underestimate the bond between an older sister and a younger brother, or at least from my experience I can say that. Seeing how yn went all through that ALONE, really broke me. I imagined how stressful it could be to give up on your biggest dream and lose your comfort person at once. Not to mention the fact that she had to endure all the abuse from her family in the meantime. I really admire people like that, for the few that I met. I took them as an example because how strong yet so fragile they are. Maybe yn is not the healthiest case, but she surely tried her best for her brother.

Sorry I just started rambling, it ended longer than I meant. You're doing amazing, remember to always take care of yourself!! We'll always support you 🤍

hello my sweetest angel love. when i tell you this ask made me shed an actual tear im not even lying because i was actually so moved by this i cant even explain why exactly. thank you so, so much for this knsight on the whole situation. it really means the world to me to know how much love and empathy and understanding you guys have for my characters, especially ones like ch!y/n.

i can't even hide how much she means to me and i think its bc her oldest sister persona (idk what else to call it) is heavily inspired by my best friend who's the oldest of four and knowing yoj guys also love and care for her sm is just everything to me, so thank you.

i love and appreciate you so so much 🥺🤍💐🌥️

[jerzwriter]

Delaying the Inevitable - One Day... Tobias

Book: Open Heart (Post Series)

Series: Delaying the Inevitable (Between Ch 23 - 24)

Pairing: Tobias Carrick x MC, Ethan Ramsey (x MC)

Rating: Teen

Summary: One day in the life of Tobias Carrick in the early days of his relationship with Casey.

Category: Fluffish

Warnings: Language

A/N: Delaying the Inevitable is on hiatus this week, but here is a peek at one day as seen by Dr. Tobias Carrick. (Ethan's Day can be found here, and Casey's Day can be found here.) DTI will be back next week.

A/N 2:Please note: The social editor's available for iPhone right now do not allow me to add Instagram comments. They don't look great typed underneath, but I'm improvising. :)

7:20 AM

7:32 AM

7:35 AM

8:05 AM

CaseyMAMD: You're having a bagel without me!!! 😱😭 H Avery: Oh, Tobias, you are in so much trouble. Tobi_Wan_Kenobi: Don't worry, I'm bringing a dozen to the office. CaseyMAMD: The office???? I just get a generic bagel! Tobii_Wan_Kenobi: Of course not! You can have an office bagel and then your own personal bagel I'm packing on the side. Chief.Res.Varma: Please give mine to someone else, because you both make me sick. Bryce.Cuts.Thingz: ALONE? Bruh, I am HERE with you? Chief.Res.Varma: Finally! Someone else realizes you're not human too! CaseyMAMD: He just wants me 😘🥰 Tobi_Wan_Kenobi: Every second, of every day. Byrce.Cuts.Thingz: I'm taking his phone away. Chief.Res.Varma: THANK YOU!!!!!!

8:10 AM

T: What do I owe you for the breakfast? B: Don't worry about it. T: Seriously? At least take $20 toward it.

B: "Whoa, don't close that up... give it here..." T: "What?" B: "Give me the damn wallet, T!" B: "Are you freaking kidding me?" T: "What? A man can't have picture of the woman he loves more than anything in this world in his wallet?" B: "Look, I might forgive you for the picture of Case, but what the hell is this little one of you two kissy facing here... is this..." T: (Grabs wallet from Bryce's hands.) "Give me that..." B: "Cant' you just keep photos in your phone? Like normal people in the 21st century?" T: "I have plenty of photos of her... of us... in my phone. I just don't know if I'm willing to share all of them with you..." B: ".... aaannnddd on that note... we have to go to work."

2:05 PM

C: "Hey." T: "Hey, Beautiful. How is your day going?" C: "Better than yours. I saw you fighting with Dr. Lewis, what's going on." T: "The guy is an asshole, that's what's going on." C: "Honey, not for nothing, but you think just about every doctor in Edenbrook is an asshole." T: "And that's because 90% of them are." C: "I hope I'm not included among them." T: Smirks. "Are you serious?" C: "Just checking to see what you think of me." T: "You get out first today. You just be waiting for me when I get home, I'll show you exactly what I think of you."

8:45 PM

Chief.Res.Varma: Casey's turn to cook huh? KidzDocMA: Stop Jackie! Casey makes the best breakfast! DocElijahG: And it stops there lol Chief.Res.Varma: Though she hasn't been responsible for food poisoning in at least a year. Tobi_Wan_Kenobi: Hey, hey, hey! Stop it! Dinner was delicious. CaseyMAMD: Thank you, baby. 💕 DocElijahG: Just don't let her cook for you if you want to make it to your 50th anniversary. Chief.Res.Varma: Or your 1st.

10:15 PM

C: "You know, this is now my favorite part of the day."

T: "Really?"

C: "What, it's not yours? I mean, do you want me to move back to the guest room?"

T: "Oh, hell no! You're staying right here. Kiss, It's just that, for me, my favorite part of the day is any time I'm with you."

C: "Awwww. You're adorable. But if I said we could trade this, right now, for the two of us dealing with a miserable patient at work you'd pick?"

T: "You're right, as usual, this is the best part of the day."

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[laximpulsion]

Director's Cut Commentary, Ch. 2-6 oh, she's the one i should hate

Since I'm just about at the end of what I had originally planned for this story i thought it might be an appropriate place to pause for some reflection... more under the cut because it got kinda long and i dont want to inflict blog-length posts on your dash without warning lol

So I thought this was going to be just like, some la-di-da high school romcom AU that would never get very feelings-y or anything, and i CERTAINLY did not expect to have actual character development lol. but it got kinda real??? I mean obviously compared to other things i've written it's still pretty la-di-da and im not planning on having any big-time angst, but i've ended up really invested in it and enjoying a lot of the turns it's taken for both fatin and leah.

i think i've said this before but i'll say it any chance i can get... i have loved getting to show this from both of their POVs; i think it's worked out well and it's been such a great, rewarding challenge to weave the story together through both of their eyes. i love that i get to draw parallels between how and what the two of them think about each other, and i like getting to dig into what moments cause shifts for each of them; what do each of them fixate on; how do they interpret the same event differently... it's been really fun.

and just in general i cant overemphasize how much fun this one has been to write. i almost always enjoy writing, whether it's angst or fluff, whether it goes slow or quickly, even when im feeling uninspired/stuck, it's satisfying to just get some words down. but theres a difference between enjoying it/finding it satisfying, and like, literally being entertained by it. and this one i am just...having FUN! and it's awesome. i think it also helps that my frame of mind going into it was that i wasn't going to take it super seriously (vs. my s3 fic which i am arguably taking TOO seriously and need to loosen the fuck up about) so it's easier for me to roll with the punches when things get off track.

speaking of which... things got off track! little miss leah rilke refused to cooperate with me, which is such a bizarre sensation because i know i'm the one writing her, but it really feels like a couple times this fic she has literally just rebelled against me. the first was when fatin presented the revenge scheme; i intended for leah to hop right on board but instead she got worried about it being traced back to her. which i think makes sense because the way she's been this fic is very concerned about what people are saying/thinking about her. the other time just recently happened while i was writing the next chapter and now it's leaving me kind of at a crossroads wondering if I want to stick to my original plan or go with what Leah seems to want me to do lol.

and obviously the first time leah went rogue I adjusted the story so that they don't do a really big revenge scheme, and i dont regret that, i think it makes sense and i have one more revenge plan related plot beat that i think will wrap it up nicely. so honestly im thinking I'll just adjust things again...because it kind of feels like this is what's supposed to happen anyway, like, i'm letting the characters call the shots instead of trying to shoehorn them into my own plotlines. maybe? something like that? ok, this is getting a little pretentious lol sorry...

what else...mmm...i think thats actually all for now! until next time...

EDIT: oh yea actually i have more. i had to "kill my darlings" a couple times for this fic, i.e. get rid of a scene/plotline that i really liked but that i just couldnt justify keeping after i decided to go in a different direction. i'd never had to do that before and it's harder than i expected it to be! the first one was that i changed the party scene, which was not a huge tragedy bc i think it was the right choice but there are a few lines/ideas from that that i was sad to lose. i'm making myself feel better about it by tacking it on as a bonus chapter at the end so at least i didn't write it for nothing lol. the other one i'm even more bummed to let go of because it is so dumb and messy and i love idiots and mess, but if i go in the direction that leah seems to want me to, i don't think it'll make sense to keep it. i am optimistic that i'll be able to work the general idea into another fic, but it won't be quite the same. so maybe i'll offer that one up as another bonus chapter.

[mcu-fan-fics-blog]

The Helping Hand

This is a Repost from my Ao3 I wanted to bring it to Tumblr. I hope you like it Its currently 5 chapters I will be uploading the rest throughout the rest of the week.

Word count: 1660 approx

Summary: Y/N Krast Illegitimate Daughter of Tony Stark. Product of an unwanted teen pregnancy. What would Howard Stark be capable of doing to assure his sons future? What will happen when Tony meets our Beautiful, young, genius, rich philanthropist.

Tw: Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Drug use, Drug addiction, Teen Pregnancy. (If there are any I missed please tell me.)

Introduction Ch.1

Ch.2

Back Story 

(AU Howard and Maria Stark were not killed by the Winter Soldier.)

Your name is Y/N Krast First Born Daughter of Tony Stark. Sent away by Howard and Maria Stark. You being the result of an unwanted teen pregnancy. You don't know who your mother or father are. Howard Stark secretly kept in contact with you, until he passed.

Howard gave you a comfortable life and a bountiful trust fund that you gained access to on your 18th Birthday also the year he died. You are a Genius having finished college and high school at the same time with a master’s in Computer Engineering with a minor in Biology. 

After Howards’ death, you were lost… you decided to help others. Thinking that maybe that would help you feel a semblance of happiness. You went to the one place you knew people needed help Sokovia. 

You weren't there for long when you realized that you loved being there. The people and the culture were so welcoming and loving… at least towards you. The people definitely had their reservations, but you didn't mind.

You did as much as you could… you lived a simple life. Gave up the luxury in which you were raised and traded it for a small two-bedroom apartment that you shared with a friend who needed help with the rent. You opened a medical facility it was by no means the best but it could do the job. 

You taught people basic medical procedures, not surgery… but everyday accidents and the occasional riot scene. Stitches and patch-up jobs.

"Hey, y/n what do you want me to do with these boxes here?" You look at him confused when you realize what he is holding. 

"Umm… just leave them there I want to go through them before I leave." David gives you a fond look as he moves to sit next to you. "It's crazy to hear you say that… It seems like just yesterday you were that fresh-faced kid trying to help people."

You clear your throat as you see where the conversation is heading. "Don't go getting all sentimental on me… not now David." You give David a reassuring smile, but to your luck, he doesn't buy it. Now looking at you more seriously he says "Y/N it’s ok. We all understand why you're leaving, no one is mad or angry, just sad you will be missed around here."

You feel your eyes start to water and you quickly turn away from David trying to hide your tears to no avail. "It's just that I’m going to miss this too." He holds your shoulders and turns you to face him. He holds your face, the tears building in his own eyes, and pulls you into a hug. 

"You will always be welcome back, you hear me. Now we are both going to stop crying on the count of 3… and were going to pretend that didn't just happen alright." You nod your head slowly agreeing to the terms you collect yourself. What David and you had is the closest thing either of you had to family. He pulled away slowly but determined. 

"Okay, no more sad stuff alright… the town wants to throw you a going-away party. And you can't say no they just want to say goodbye." You sigh a smile slowly forming on your face and agree. After all, it had been two wonderful years in which you found yourself.

You are interrupted when you hear a knock at the door. It was rather startling but you've grown used to it by now. Shortly after the loud bangs, you called knocks you hear the door open and close. "How are my two favorite people in the world doing?"

Vivian or Viv for short. "Just peachy" you reply, hearing her laugh at your snarky reply. "I'm in my room and David went out to get things situated for the party." 

"Oh well, I just came here to… well you know say goodbye. You are my best friend and I will not forget what you did for me and for my family."

You walk out of your room wearing black jeans and a leather jacket. "You know I would do it again in a heartbeat." Viv hums disapprovingly trying to play it off buy fails. "You see that's exactly what I'm afraid of. You jumped into that building because you didn't care if you did. As heroic as it might seem it was suicidal and we both know it."

You stumble looking for the words " I umm… I was there's no point in lying, but it's not like that anymore." She nods subtlely but you see it in her eyes she's relieved. You take the "out" and change the subject. 

"Come on Viv lighten up it's my last night here and we're missing out on my own party." You nudge her and within seconds you get out of your apartment and into the streets that have seen you grow into the person you now are. 

The party was more than you deserved… There were home-cooked meals and homemade desserts. People that you have grown to be acquainted with saying goodbye and wishing you luck. You can't help but thank them all sincerely. Once the party is over you head back home with David taking in the last of your stay here. 

Once in your apartment you hesitate but end up calling David to your room. "I don't know if you noticed but I never unpacked this box. It was Howard's stuff." David's eyes open showing his surprise. "The Howard… why didn't you open it." 

You sigh not knowing exactly why you didn't "Well we're opening it tonight." You make your way to the box and as if you were a wild animal you ravage the package open not realizing how much you actually wanted to open the box. 

As you analyze the things in the box your eyes begin to water. There are pictures and mementos of your greatest moments stored in a single place. There's a picture of when you first met Howard you were 11. You chuckle lightly causing David to Burst out laughing. "I umm… I'm sorry but you were one ugly kid." You playfully slap his arm. 

"I was, wasn't I. Howard saved me you know in this picture I had just gotten out of the worst foster home I'd ever been in." You'd never said much about your time in the system so David let you talk. "They would hit us, starve us, and some were even sexually assaulted." 

David processes what you had just confessed to him realizing that it's probably not even half of what you've been through. "Howard was my saving grace… I was quite the ugly kid inside and out. I was a kid that had no hope in the world, but Howard changed that."

David collects his thoughts and says "I'd say he did a damn good job you brought hope to everyone here… you know kids here aspire to be like you… you are a great role model." You give him a sincere smile and give him a hug. 

"David, I'm going to miss you, but it's time for me to go. Never doubt calling me for anything no matter how big or small. And I hope that you and Viv continue the work in the practice. Also, you know that Viv likes you, give her a chance. I don't want either of you to be alone… be alone together. Also she could help you with the rent of the place." Your say laughing. "Now go to bed and we'll leave early tomorrow."

David chuckles while leaving your room. When you hear his door close you continue looking through the things in the box.

Flashback 

"Krast come downstairs there's someone here to see you." You jump up startled and cautiously make your way downstairs. You hear part of a conversation but don't invest yourself. You're too frightened when you get to where you heard voices there is a man standing there.

"Ah, you must be the young Y/N Krast. How are you, I'm Howard." You don't reply but rather look at Mr. Evans who nods ever so slightly giving you your cue. "I’m doing well." He's silent for a moment then continues "I hear you're quite the genius." You simply nod. When Mr. Evans decides to cut in rather tactlessly. 

"Well, Mr. Howard is here to take you to a new home." You look at him incredulously then turning to Howard and asking him quite bluntly "Are you adopting me?"

Howard simply says "Not exactly, but you will have a family to care for you." The look in his eyes gives you some reassurance. That same afternoon he took you to "your new home." 

You quickly find out what he meant by "Not exactly" while you were living in a better home, you were being raised by employees. Howard would come around every week a couple of times. You both enjoyed each other's company and quickly you grew fond of him.  

"Y/N hurry up we're going to be late" Howard yelled "Yup im coming, you know if you'd given more than a couple hours heads up id be ready." Howard only chuckles and let that comment slide. You both knew that was a lie.

End Flashback 

The morning went by rather quickly. Now you're on the tarmac waiting for your plane to arrive. David was holding your hand while neither of you mentioned it you could not have been more grateful.

"You go and kill em all. Alright I want to see you in a magazine or something. And don't forget to mention me as the greatest inspiration, your daily motivation, and the drive behind you."

You can only chuckle "Those aren't the words I would use to describe you but you are the best." You jug him and wave him off as you board your plane. You cant help but feel guilty as you're currently lying to everyone you care about, but there's no going back now. 

[pkg4mumtown]

Consign Me Not To Darkness (Ch. 2)

Summary: Being trained by the maverick Jedi meant you had a looser view of the code than most Padawans did, but how well would that serve you when no Jedi were taught how to love?

Pairing: Qui-Gon/Reader (Gender Neutral)

Rating: M (to be safe because of Chapter 1)

Warnings: Age Gap, Angst, Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader

A/N: First Qui-Gon centered fic! It’s finally here and I hope you all enjoy. Thank you, Nura, for the request <3.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

The bed was far too cold without Qui-Gon in it. The man was basically a personal radiator for you to wrap yourself around, making his absence all too prevalent. Then, there was the matter of the lack of communication that only made your chest hurt every time you thought about it. Still, you got up for the day, knowing your amount of rest was growing suspicious until you remembered that no one was there to wake you. Meditation probably would have done you well, considering your emotions, but you didn’t want to dwell on them at the moment.

Quite the opposite actually.

A quick snack and extended training session later, you still couldn’t feel Qui-Gon anywhere. On your walk back to your room, you saw Master Windu leaving his own, probably on his way to a meeting.

“Master Windu!” You called out to him to get his attention.

“Padawan, what can I do for you?” He asked once you caught up to him.

“Do you know where Master Jinn is? He disappeared yesterday and didn’t mention where he was going…”

“He asked for a solo mission and left early this morning. He said you had some studies to catch up on to keep you occupied,” Mace recounted. “Will that be all?”

“Y-Yes, Master Windu, thank you,” You bowed to him and back tracked back to your room.

A solo mission? Studies? What a load of bantha fodder!

When you got to your rooms, you immediately tried to comm him, but the signal was never answered. You felt emotion welling up in your throat, something you knew wasn’t a good thing. You tried to take deep breaths through your constricting throat, keeping your tears at bay and releasing your emotions into the force like a good Jedi. It was far harder than it should have been.

That night you slept in your own bed to keep the reminder of Qui-Gon’s absence away.

A tenday later, as you collapsed from another grueling training session, you felt a familiar presence just barely entering the temple. You sat up from the floor and looked around. The room was clean, cleaner than it had been in a while with not much to do but train and clean. Hopefully, he didn’t notice the dark circles under your eyes from a lack of solid sleep.

“Qui-Gon!” you greeted excitedly when he arrived, but instead of greeting you back with the same vigor, he brushed passed you.

“Padawan,” he murmured, dropping his bag near the door.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had a mission? I was looking for you for hours…” you asked but received no answer. He kept walking like he’d never heard you, keeping his back to you. “Qui? I miss—,” you reached out with your arms to hug from behind.

“Stop,” he murmured, his voice cracking slightly. He took a step further from you, “I can’t do this anymore.”

“Do what…?” You asked slowly.

“This anymore. Us,” he stressed.

You heart dropped into your stomach, your throat constricting as if someone had taken all the air from your lungs, “W—wh—hy?

“I cant keep pretending like I don’t hate myself every time I think about this gap between us, Y/N! I’m twice your age!” he leaned heavily against the small kitchen counter, not even having the decency to face you.

“B—but, we’ve talked about this! I don’t care!”

“I know, but… I do. I just—I can’t. If you’re going to break the code, break it for someone younger, someone better.”

“You’re being ridiculous! You said that our love was light! That the Force willed it!” You snarled back, your frustrations starting to manifest rapidly.

“I know what I said, Y/N! Stop fighting me on this!” He growled impatiently. “You have no idea how I felt watching you spar with that other Padawan, like my control was slipping. I’m a Master for Force’s sake. I felt like a disgusting, jealous old man!” Qui-Gon practically spat. “We’re done. I knew this was a bad idea as soon as I reciprocated your confession,” he said dismissively, running a hand through his unruly hair. “I knew you were…too young,” he stumbled over his words as if he was forcing himself to say them out loud for once.

Your chest ached at his words, the emotion continuing to choke you up. You couldn’t breathe or control your emotions. You felt something dark and suffocating simmering below the surface but tried to push it down as far as you could, but it was hard and the rage was threatening to burst from your chest. Your nails dug deep grooves into your palms as you clenched your fists, the pain barely registering through the dark clouding your mind. No doubt, by the way his shoulders tensed, he could sense the darkness through the bond, as well.

If he could affect you like this, then he was right. Neither of you could do this. You were practically choking on the dark side already. You heaved air in your chest and stormed out of the room, only letting your tears fall briefly before you remembered your surroundings in the Temple hallway. You walked aimlessly, or you at least thought you did. With each step away from him, the darkness eased back as you did your best to release the emotions.

You had no idea what was going to happen, now. He wouldn’t go to the Council and accuse you—you had as much incriminating information as he did—though it was his word against yours, but you also couldn’t continue learning under him with the darkness this close, you knew that much.

You stopped, faced with, the newly ranked, Master Fisto's door, a familiar, calming energy on the other side. He was one of the Jedi who had found you long ago, only a relatively new knight at the time, but you had regarded him as an important person ever since, akin to an older brother.

You didn’t even have to knock before his presence slid the door open before you, sensing the distress radiating off of you just on the other side of his door.

“Young one, what’s happened?” His hand came up to your shoulder, his neck bending to look you in the eyes better.

All you could do was choke on another sob and he was not so heartless as to leave you standing there. Kit brought you in for a hug to try and calm you down.

“You need to tell me what happened, your emotions are…” He trailed off, not knowing how to describe them.

“Out of control—I know,” you croaked. You took some steadying breaths, “I…Qui-Gon…I—I love him, Kit. We—”

“Stop…stop, I understand. The less I know, the better,” Kit sighed loudly.

“I don’t know what to do, I can’t go back there, I can’t continue under him. I—I felt the dark side, Kit, I was so overwhelmed…”

“But, you didn’t fall, and that’s the most important part. That is a trial in itself, even if the Council will never know,” he reassured you.

“Can…can you finish my training? I can’t even look at him…” you scrubbed your face harshly.

“I—,” Kit sighed, “We can talk to the Council tomorrow, but he will have to be there to relinquish his duty as your Master.”

You let out a shaky sigh and finally pulled yourself away from Kit, “Okay.” You wiped your face from any more remnants of tears. “Can I sleep here?”

“Be my guest,” he gestured to the spare room.

You let out a sigh of relief, moving toward the room quickly.

“On one condition,” he stopped you in your tracks. “Meditate with me.”

“I don’t want to meditate right now, Kit,” you gritted out, the irritation getting the best of you. Qui-Gon always wanted to meditate the bad away and you didn’t feel like doing anything he would have done at the moment.

“You might not want to, but you need to,” he urged more firmly.

You growled softly under your breath and spun back to face him, “Fine.”

You found a comfortable position on the floor with Kit, feeling his hands grab yours. You let him in, feeling his mind caress yours on the surface, just enough to sense the swirling darkness. His force reeled back slightly when he realized how bad it was, but pressed on, helping you release a lot of your anger. It helped, but it wasn’t a permanent solution. You couldn’t solve everything by just releasing your emotions, you couldn’t forget the words Qui-Gon had slapped you with. As you struggled to work through the emotions, one thing became clearer as the dark subsided: If you wanted to be a Jedi, you had to let Qui-Gon go.

When Kit was satisfied with the darkness being brought down to a simmer, he finally let you up. He couldn’t let you face the Council with that much darkness clouding you. One of them would surely pick up on it.

“He does morning meditation at six, so I’ll go and change then,” You sighed as you made your way to the doorway.

“Do you want me to come with you?”

“I don’t want to trouble you so early, I’ll survive,” you shrugged. “Thanks again, Kit,” you passed through the doorway into his spare room.

After a night of fitful sleep, you blinked your eyes open when the sun was barely coming up. Glancing at your comm, you knew Qui would barely be getting up to head to morning meditation, so you waited another half hour before getting up. He would definitely be gone by then.

“I’ll be back, Kit,” you called out to his closed door.

“Wear something clean, please!”

You heard him shout back just before the door closed behind you. You rolled your eyes at his attempt at teasing, Kit really was your rock when you were struggling; things you wouldn’t dare admit to Qui-Gon during training.

You hesitated before swiping your keycard, seriously hoping Qui-Gon wasn’t still there. Alas, there was only one way to find out. The apartment was eerily quiet as you stepped in, which was a good sign. You made a beeline for your old room, quickly yanking out your least wrinkled tunics and tabards to quickly change into.

You had just finished cinching your obi around your waist when a voice you did not want to hear broke the silence.

“Padawan?”

You froze while adjusting the obi, quickly gulping and straightening our your tabards to make sure they were flat. You offered him no answer, not sure you could actually speak without falling apart.

“Y/N.”

When you were satisfied with your appearance, you finally turned to face him as if you just noticed the tall oaf for the first time. He hadn’t even gone to morning meditation. His hair was still down and mussed from sleep, a loose tunic hastily pulled over his chest, and pants hanging loosely from his hips.

“Oh, Master Jinn, pardon me,” You tried to speak in your best Jedi-like tone, but the waver in your voice gave you away.

“About yesterday…” His eyes were downcast, he couldn’t even look at you yet he wanted you to listen.

“Not to worry, Master, I’ve got it all sorted out,” you answered dutifully, your lip wobbling slightly as your throat threatened to betray your feigned confidence. His brows strung together, his head finally coming up. Qui-Gon’s eyes were just as red and puffy as yours, but you couldn’t be sympathetic when his words had cut so deeply. “I’m meeting with the council today.”

As if you’d just told him you were about to detonate a bomb, his eyes widened comically, “Wai—”

“Not to worry, Master Jinn, the atrocities you’re imagining won’t be discussed. Though, I’m sure they will call upon you for questions, so do try to be in the area,” I plastered on a fake smile. “Now, if you’ll excuse me…”

Before you could push past him he took you by the elbow, making you turn your head away from the contact lest you start bawling then and there.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his back hunched over in your direction, his eyes trying to search your face for answers but you kept your face hidden in the other direction.

“What’s best for me,” you stated and ripped your elbow from his hold. “For both of us.”

You stood in front of the Council with your head held high. Kit stood somewhere behind you, letting you take the lead on the explanation. Your eyes actively tried to avoid Master Yoda’s curious gaze, like he’d be able to read every thought in your head if you so much as glanced at his piercing, inquisitive eyes.

“What exactly are you asking here, Padawan L/N?” Master Windu questioned, his frown deepening with every passing second.

“To be reassigned to a different Master until I’m ready for the trials, Master Windu,” you stated like it was a normal occurrence that Jedi did.

“Under what reasoning?” Master Mundi spoke up.

“No confidence, Master.”

“This is preposterous, we can’t just vote out Masters like senators,” Master Mundi scoffed. “Jinn has unconventional methods that the Council doesn’t agree with, but that doesn’t mean we can just take away his Padawan for seemingly no reason,” he addressed to the rest of the Council.

“I don’t feel that I will be ready for my trials if I continue training under Master Jinn,” which wasn’t a total lie, you wouldn’t, and would be more likely to fall if you stayed with him. “The force has guided me to this conclusion, Masters, it is not something I’m taking lightly.”

“Replace Master Jinn, who will?” Master Yoda hummed.

“I spoke to Master Fisto before the meeting, Grandmaster,” you gulped, staring just past him at the windows.

“Master Fisto?” Windu questioned him.

“I will graciously accept Padawan L/N if the Council wills it,” Kit bowed.

“Talk to Master Jinn, we will,” Yoda hummed, squinting suspiciously at the situation.

“Very well, Grandmaster. I believe you’ll find that he shares the same sentiments that I do.”

Chapter 3

[frostbite-the-bat]

Ik the game isnt finished rn but the fucking hops i have to jumo and change in my au for not only my liking but also for shit to make SENSE is making me say theres just fucking plot holes in dr rather than unexplained shit especially with there being history in the games and spade king snd queen knowing each other (jevil knowing her too and spamton knowing jevil possibly)

Then it being said like oh this world only began existing TODAY like bull fucking shit im sorry toby but i hope this gets explained in chapters 3-5 when they release bc like god with ch 2 we got more stuff to work with in terms of fan content but jesus christ shit like this do be driving me insane

This is why in dpau dark worlds jusy exist in in a different realm where the darknerd were banished ages ago and its basically always been there and fountains only open a gateway between each dark world realm and the light world

It does fuck up some stuff like lightners being able to pick up representations of each darkner to put in castle town but seriously jesus christ i dont even care about thst one detail im just making it so with a darkners consent a lightner can just grab em in their inventory as a darkner becomes an item as a common power darkners can use with a lightners help (since lightners are more powerful)

But just ugh im not even like stressed over this for writing this in a way that makes sense im just a but mad now. This shit better gwt explained

(hope its not just WOOPS ALL FAKE not real just a dream which it cant be bc dark worlda can affect light worlds like when berdly gets hurt) (if this happens i may legit have a lowkey breakdown due to how importsnt and comforting dr is to me and the idea of it being... Not real and fake makes me uneasy. This is id the personal part for why dpau is the way it is)

(istg if the experiment of deltarune is to see this im gonna yell but now im doin overthinkin conspiracy theory shit ova here now aint i)