#i'll defend him until i die ok?

[anundyingfidelity]

i know i'm fucked up in the head because i started reading the boys comics, they're disgusting, horrible, nasty, repulsive and make me want to vomit but damn i fucking love that shit 😭😭

[fcthots]

“I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.” with protective upset and slightly unhinged jason would be so so good oh my god. like if something bad happens to reader and he has to get violent to defend her… yeah.

-🧸

You were on you way home, out later than you should have been, but your friend needed moral support after a breakup and you lost track of time.

Unfortunately while both you & Jason's apartment and your friend's were just off the edge of crime alley, your friend's apartment was on the opposite end of you and Jason. All of this is to say, unless you wanted to be out after midnight, you had to pass through crime alley after dark. It was just a five minute walk there, when daylight spared you of most of the dangers of Gotham, but it was pitch black now. You should have driven, but at the time it didn’t seem necessary.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

You walked as fast as possible.

You didn’t even have a purse on you. Your phone was in the leather jacket Jason had bought you as a present and you had 20 dollars stuffed somewhere in your pant pockets.

Were you supposed to turn left here? Yeah, you recognize that streetlamp.

You would call Jason, but your phone is fucking dead and it's not like you were gonna ask your crying friend for a charger. And you didn’t realize how late it had gotten until you stepped outside with no way to get back into your friends apartment.

You were in the home stretch, just in the outskirts of crime alley. Almost freedom.

Never let it be said that you were lucky. All of your luck was used getting your hot ass boyfriend. Luck gone.

The man had a knife and was screaming for your wallet. Your wallet that you did not bring with you.

"Give me the wallet or I'm gonna spill your guts on the fucking ground!"

Just because your boyfriend was scary looking, did not mean you were used to scary men, especially ones that yelled at you. Your hands shook and you weren't sure what to do.

"I don’t have it. All I have is 20 dollars, please."

"That's a fucking lie. I see your jacket. I know that shit is expensive. Lie to me again and I'll slit your throat."

Fuck. If you had to guess, it would be Jason that would find your body. You didn’t want it to be Jason. He wouldn't be able to handle seeing your lifeless eyes. You know what it's like to look into your soulmates lifeless eyes and realize they're gone forever; you were hoping Jason would never have to experience that.

"It's-"

"Tough luck... I guess I could accept other forms of payment."

He bares his teeth in a grin as he sees the look on your face.

"Unless you'd prefer that no one ever finds your body?"

You're really glad you told Jason you loved him before he left for patrol.

The man starts getting closer to you. You can't talk, can't scream, can't think. You were gonna die alone.

You think you mumble out a 'please' before your back hits the wall. His knife was to your throat, but all you could think about was Jason.

There was a bang that you didn’t fully register. Before you could think twice about it, your mugger was on the ground. You didn’t move. You stayed, frozen, silent tears running down your cheeks.

"Shh, it's ok. You're ok. It's me."

You finally focused your eyes and saw the white lenses staring at you, his arms in the air.

You babbled nonsense. You couldn't breathe.

You tried to back away from the man on the floor, but you almost fell. You swore your legs were going to give out. Jason was at your side in less than a second. He lifted you over the bleeding body on the ground, supported your weight as your knees buckled.

He tucked your face into the crook of his neck and you choked on air.

"I've got you. Match my breaths, ok? Good. You're doing great. You're ok, I promise."

All you could manage to get out was his name.

"'M right here. Just breathe. Focus on that for me." His hand cradled the base of your neck.

Eventually you stopped crying. Eventually you could breathe again. Eventually Jason led your face away from his neck to look at you. Your whole body shook. You watched as he drew his hand up to his helmet and heard this hiss and click and he took it off. He took your jaw in one of his hands.

He wiped the splattered blood and tears off your cheeks with a gloved hand, traced the trail of fresh blood and broken skin on your neck from where the knife was pressed against you. “I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.”

You looked into his eyes as they flashed an inhuman green, and you believed him.

Bonus:

"Wait, Jay. Did you just happen to stumble across me?"

"There...may or may not be a tracker in the jacket I bought you... You were in one place for too long."

"I hate that that makes me feel safer."

He smiles apologetically. "I love you."

"I love you too."

[chiriwritesstuff]

'Love, Joel'- a 'The Girl in IT' Companion Piece - Pt. 1 - 'The Tornado Watch'

A Boss! Joel Miller x IT Specialist F! Reader AU

Chapter Rating: T

Chapter Preview: "Joel?" your voice calls out, followed by a knock on his window. "What the hell are you doing here? The news issued a tornado watch. You shouldn't be here," you say, frowning. Despite your concern, Joel can't help but smile at the sight of you. Your hair is tied into a messy bun on the top of your head, and your oversized sleep shirt falls off one shoulder. If you weren't frowning at him, he swears the mere sight of you would knock him off his feet. His hands itch to reach out to you, pulling you into his truck so he can kiss that frown off of your face, wishing you a good morning. He imagines his fingertips grazing the skin of your bared shoulder, pressing a kiss on your skin as your head tilts in pleasure-

Chapter Warnings and Tags: Strong language, Joel is an idiot who disregards weather warnings, please be smart and shelter if caught in a tornado warning!, no beta we die like men!

Word Count: 2K

A/N: ... and here it is! Part 1 of my 500 Follower Celebration, 'Love, Joel'- a look behind the 10 years of Joel's pining for our favorite girl in IT, Sugar. I thought it would be really fun to see what happened in the span of those 10 years, where Joel worked his ass off trying to feel worthy of our girl! Thank you so much for all of the love and support you all have given me and this little fic of mine, words can't describe just how much it all means to me!

Remember when Sugar asked Joel about the moment he realized he was in love with her and he mentioned something about a Tornado Watch? This is that story.

The National Weather Service in Austin/San Antonio has issued a Tornado Watch for Travis County until 5pm... please do not attempt to leave and find shelter-

"Dad, are you serious?" Sarah's voice echoes through the phone in disbelief. "The entire campus is on lockdown, and I'm stuck in a basement with 50 other panicked girls. Why in the world are you heading to work?"

"The weather lady mentioned it's just a tornado watch, not a warning," Joel defends.

Sarah sighs on the other end of the line. "I really think you should turn around and head back home, you know, like a rational human being."

"Can't do that. The project is already behind, and I can't afford for it to fall even further behind. Plus, I owe Tommy money for all the overtime he's been putting in," Joel explains, a touch of frustration evident in his voice. "I'm already in hot water with the client as it is. You know how it is, baby girl."

"I'm pretty sure this client of yours is sitting comfortably in their own shelter in that big house of theirs. The actual nerve—"

"Sarah, I get it, okay? The moment it escalates to a warning, I'll come down from the roof and join them in that cushy shelter, okay?" Joel reassures, attempting to ease Sarah's concerns.

"Promise?" she asks softly, and Joel envisions the hint of a frown in her voice. "Or else I won't come home over the weekend."

"You're going to come back home this weekend?" Joel's spirits lift, a grin playing on his face as he heads towards the job site.

"Promise me, Dad!"

"Cross my heart," he assures, turning into the driveway. "Need a ride, or you're good to make it back yourself?"

"I think I can handle an hour drive." She replies with a small chuckle. "I don't have a good feeling about this, but be safe, okay? I love you."

"Love you too, baby girl. Go shelter with the other girls now, ok?"

"Ok dad, bye."

"Bye," he says absentmindedly, the phone already disconnected after Sarah hangs up.

Joel turns off the ignition, a deep sigh escaping from his chest. He gazes into the distance, the burden of the tornado watch weighing heavily on him. He should be at home right now, preparing by filling water bottles, checking for enough batteries for lanterns and flashlights, tuning into the television for weather updates, and patiently waiting out the storm.  

Instead, echoes of his client's disappointed voice from yesterday's confrontation linger in Joel's mind, questioning why a 'simple roof repair' is stretching beyond the agreed-upon month.

"I paid you good money and took a chance on you, and you can't even deliver..."

What haunts him more is the image of you in the background, concern etched across your face.

"Dad, you can't blame him for the crappy weather we've been having! Of course, the project would be delayed," you try to reason, awkwardly placing a hand on your father's shoulder in an attempt to soothe his frustration.

"Is it your money that's paying for your mistake?" your father snaps back, shrugging off your hand. "Or do we need to revisit why you thought mounting an antenna on the roof was a brilliant idea? Who do you think you are, concerning yourself in an adult conversation?" he chides, crossing his arms. "Go back inside and help your mother with breakfast!"

Offering Joel a weak smile, you nod, turning back towards the house. Joel smiles back, the sight of your concerned face pulling at his heartstrings. His hands itch to push the errant stray hair away from your face, his hands grazing the softness of your skin spanning across your face-

"Well? What are you doing just standing there?" your father snaps. "Don't you have a roof to fix?"

Just a few more days, Joel. You can do this, he reassures himself. He idles in the car for a bit, observing the darkening grey sky.  At least Sugar should be home, maybe she'll keep me company...

"Joel?" your voice calls out, followed by a knock on his window. "What the hell are you doing here? The news issued a tornado watch. You shouldn't be here," you say, frowning.

Despite your concern, Joel can't help but smile at the sight of you. Your hair is tied into a messy bun on the top of your head, and your oversized sleep shirt falls off one shoulder. If you weren't frowning at him, he swears the mere sight of you would knock him off his feet. His hands itch to reach out to you, pulling you into his truck so he can kiss that frown off of your face, wishing you a good morning. He imagines his fingertips grazing the skin of your bared shoulder, pressing a kiss on your skin as your head tilts in pleasure-

"Hello? Are you even listening to me?" your concerned voice cuts through his reverie, snapping him back to the present. "Go home, Joel. I'm sure Sarah is worried sick-" you bite your lower lip, your lips wobbling a tiny fraction. "-and I don't want you stuck here if things take a turn for the worse," you insist, a hint of worry in your eyes. 

Joel opens his truck door, shaking his head. "No can do, Sugar. You heard your dad yesterday; I need to finish this job and get out of y'all's hair. I've already overstayed my welcome." 

"I don't give a fuck what my father says, he's just being difficult as fucking usual. He's already up in arms fussing around about the watch, i'm pretty sure he's not concerned whether or not you'll show up or not," you say defiantly, frustration flushing your face. "I swear, if you don't go home, I'll force you to shelter with me!"

Well, Joel muses, the corner of his mouth rising in a smirk.  Now that's an idea I wouldn't be opposed to-

"I'm a big boy, Sugar. It's just a tornado watch, no need to worry about little ol me, okay?" he smiles, cupping your cheek.  Fuck, her skin is soft-

you lean into his touch, your eyes closing in resignation.  

"Okay Joel," you whisper, your hand meeting his.  "The moment Nancy over at KXAN mutters anything about a tornado warning, I'm climbing up that fucking ladder myself and dragging your ass to shelter, okay?"

Joel gives your face a small squeeze. "Deal."

A few hours later, as Joel continues on working on the roof over your bedroom, you stick your head out of your window, calling out to him. "Joel? The news said that a lightning storm is going to be rolling in soon. I think it's time you should head out-"

Joel stops hammering a shingle, steadying himself as he peers at you from the roof. "I just have a few more shingles to go-"

Your eyes narrow in irritation. "Joel, no. Get your ass off of the roof this instant!"

"Baby-" he breathes, kicking himself for letting the endearment he calls you in his dreams from leaving his lips. "I can't afford to lose this job, your dad is already pissed as it is-"

Your face contorts into something resembling sadness, and if he focuses on your face hard enough, he swears he sees the tears forming on the corner of your eyes. If it were a different time, in a different place, where Sarah's mother's body replaced yours, he would imagine he wouldn't even be having this conversation, having been forced to brave worse conditions before.

"How am I going to expect to survive if you don't go into work?" she would spit, shaking her head and glaring at him as Sarah wails in her booster seat at the table in the background. "It's bad enough that you basically trapped me, do you need to be here to make sure I stay? What's a little lighting storm gonna do to you, huh Joel? We need to eat!"

"Trapped you?!" he replies angrily, his hands clenching, knuckles white. "I didn't force you to stay, it's not like you're happy to be here!" He motions over to Sarah, his eyes narrowing. "Our daughter is crying out for you and you can't even be assed to comfort her!"

"I don't want to do this right now, just go Joel. You think about your attitude while you work in the storm!" she shouts, harshly grabbing Sarah from her seat and slamming their bedroom door.  

It was her cruelty and selfishness that turned Joel off from dating and finding someone else, the weight of her absence proving to be a heavy burden on him as a single father once their divorce was finalized. Sure, there were women, attractions, and occasional one-night stands, but nothing more than that. Joel could count on one hand just how many women, in the last twenty years, had stayed the night, and to be completely honest with himself, it didn't bother him in the least. He had Sarah to raise and raise right, a wayward, careless brother he had to bail out of jail when he drank just a little too much, and a business to run. He didn't have time for casual, and he didn't have the desire for anything long term. Things were going great, even if his business was barely off of the ground and he was starting to slowly swim into the depths of debt. He didn't need to add anyone else into the equation.

And then you came along.

... with your fucking smile and your bright eyes and the way that you laugh - with your entire body - as he cracks a dad joke so bad he could feel Sarah cringing all the way from her college dorm room. How instead of living your life and being a twenty-something doing something fun with friends, you would rather spend your time with him, sitting on the edge of your windowsil asking him about anything and everything, genuninely interested in what he had to say. How you would bravely climb up his ladder even if you shared that you're afraid of heights to pass him a water bottle, concerned about potential heat stroke. He wasn't used to anyone besides Sarah or Tommy fretting over him, he wasn't prepared to be completely overwhelmed by your sudden presence in his life. He wasn't looking for anyone, and yet-

You took his breath away like a hurricane, and he finds himself ready to be swept away by you and you alone.  

"Joel!" you shout suddenly from below him, your foot already on his ladder as you brace yourself, the tears flowing freely down the slopes of your cheeks. "Please, Joel, just come down! It isn't funny anymore!"

"Sugar! just stay down there, let me just finish, it'll only be five more-"

"NO!" you scream, the sight of your tears making him halt in place. "Stop FUCKING AROUND, JOEL!" you cry, shaking your head in defiance.

Joel drops his hammer and quickly jumps on the ladder, skipping a rung as he hurriedly makes his way to you. "I'm coming baby, just hold on!" he yells as he descends, the need of your body in his arms too strong to deny.  

"You fucking idiot!" you shout, practically barreling into him as his feet touch the ground. His arms instinctively wrap around your shaking form, your small fists beating on his chest as you sob into it, your tears soaking flannel. "What were you thinking, risking your life like that? No one is worth you risking your life for some fucking roof!"

Joel cradles your head as he places a soft kiss on your hair, his hand rubbing your back as he tries to settle you.

"You're wrong, you know" he whispers, his eyes closing as he tightens his hold on you harder. "There is someone risking my life for," he breathes, his mind coming into a realization.

I fucking love you, Sugar, he thinks, biting his tongue from saying it out loud as he loses himself in your embrace, wishing that the moment would never end.  I can die right here and die a happy man, he muses.  Just as long as I get to hold you like this. 

One day, he thinks.  One day I'll be able to tell you this out loud.

[coffeegnomee]

I don't think I'll ever not be obsessed with the way Zam's brain works. Sleep is his no. 1 opp. He goes to bed, wakes up, has regrets.

I'm watching early s4 vods and like, 9/10/22 zam stream team awesome kills 5 people and we see a really early iteration of the PrinceZam bloodlust (TM) that I am obsessed with. Mapicc starts the fight while a despondent Zam reluctantly agrees, but at the first pearl throw you can hear him become unhinged.

After they chase down and kill planet and jaron then clutch and bacon and bacon again, Ro goes, “Guys this isn’t canon to the roshamgames lore”

Mapicc and Zam defend themselves by saying they aren’t “evil evil”: they gave the gear back. If they were Clownpierce they would have kept the gear. Not being the ultimate evil somehow means that they aren’t evil at all.

They try and define their morals, to which Mapicc suggests that this was all about getting revenge for someone burning down his mansion; that he is killing everyone once until the member who burned the mansion down confesses, “Ok who’s really evil: the person who didn’t admit it until every single person had died, or the person who did it”.

To which Ro responds, “I mean you’re both evil, right’, to which ZAM responds, “I mean from that mindset you’re both evil. I mean it’s not that bad if you’re both evil right”.   (clip: 1:16:20)

Mapicc changes the narrative “You guys are doing [me] a favor, I’m evil. How about that. I don’t really care”. Ro “i’m not evil” Zam “yea, he just said: we’re helping him be evil”

I love this conversation because Zam so easily justifies and moves things around. As he sees Mapicc give good enough excuses for their actions, he happily agrees, but as he sees Ro be still distressed, he offers a completely different solution: what if they promise Bacon the three hearts back if he can get Woogie on and help them kill him since he is the primary suspect in the mansion burning.

He exclaims, “Look we aren’t evil Ro! We fixed it!” (1:18:30)

And then THE NEXT DAY he opens his stream saying (7:02) “we got like 5 kills, me Mapicc and Ro murdered so many people, oh my god, we killed so many innocent people. It was not- none of it was deserved. I am a horrible person. None of that was deserved, they did not need to die that many times.”

“it was absolute chaos. It was really sad. *reading chat* who died? PlanetLord, Jaron, Baconnwaffels twice and then also.. Who was the other - Clutch. Clutch. We burned Cl- we burned two of them in lava, we killed two of them in lava it was really evil. It was like really really evil. I have a lot of regrets. Umm. I’m going to need to go through a whole character arc to get over it, you know? It’s going to take a lot of effort, but, you know, I’m sure I’ll get over it eventually. Eventually I will forgive myself.”

GAH the Princezam sleep-regret pipeline. Oh how I miss it.

[apocalypseornaw]

Wanna be Yours (Pt 1/5)

Sam Winchester x Reader

After years of hunting with Dean you finally meet his younger brother

@lacilou s genius idea

Every hunter had one thing in common, tragic backstory. The one event that fucked their lives up bad enough that they not only discovered that the things that went bump in the night were very real but they decided to not sit on the sidelines and to actually do something about it.

Your event? You'd gone camping with your family, your parents along with your aunt and uncle and a couple cousins. No one had heard anything about the so called animal attacks neither did anyone know how the hell to defend themselves when the wendigo attacked.

The initial bloodbath had been hell. Your dad and uncle were first gone, going at the beast straight in an attempt to save their families. Next came your mom and aunt, a last ditch effort to distract it while you and your cousins ran. The three of you barely made it half a mile before the beast caught you.

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You'd assumed that was it, you'd die just like your family had. The beast had kept the three of you for days in a cavern. You'd seen it kill your older cousin, Derek was fourteen and had fought like hell so you begged it to spare to your younger cousin, Allie his little sister who was only four not knowing if it even understood you.

The begging seemed to lure it to you. It raised its clawed hand and you prepared for a slash that never came. Instead you heard someone yell "KIDS GET DOWN!"

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You nodded to Allie and you both tucked down in as small of a ball as possible. The heat that filled the cavern was unbearable mixed with the scent of burning flesh along with the sounds of the creature as it died.

When it was over you untucked and was met with a woman, she was probably around your aunts age. Her brown hair braided back, wearing jeans and a red flannel of all things. A flamethrower was in her hands "You girls ok?" You nodded numbly "Help Allie first"

That was how you met Hayley Lynols. She was a second generation hunter. When it was discovered you had no legal guardian (Allie had gone to a relative of her dad's) Hayley had stepped in to offer you a place to stay.

She'd given you three options. One was a normal life, one was the life of a hunter and the third option was what she wanted you to take "I'll train you just like my dad trained me but you go to school and get a ged at least. Any kid of mine isn't going to be dumb in any way. If you want to hunt on your own some after you're eighteen that's you but just know I'll always be here to help"

You'd taken the third option. You'd buckled down on school and studied hard. You'd gotten a ged by the time you turned fifteen and started hunting with Hayley.

That was how you met Dean. You were nineteen, on the very first solo hunt Hayley had allowed you. She deemed it simple enough, a haunting case that seemed like it'd be a simple salt and burn.

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She hadn't realized another hunter was already on the case. You stood across from the guy that had to be around your age, both of you carrying a duffle and a shovel.

Neither of you blinked so you decided to go out on a limb "Anthony Rowen?" He sort of laughed "You a hunter?" You nodded then motioned towards the grave that was about three feet from where the two of you stood "I say we work this together and it goes a lot faster" he nodded "I like that idea" then offered his hand "Dean" you shook his hand "Y/N, let's get to it"

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Since the two of you weren't old enough for a bar you ended up at a diner, coffee and pie in front of you both as you talked about your lives. He told you about his father and brother and you told him about Hayley. Before you went your separate way you exchanged numbers and swore to keep in touch.

You'd see Dean off and on but when you were about twenty six he fell off the map for a while until he resurfaced about a year later with a simple phone call of "Y/N, I need some help"

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You pulled your challenger to a stop next to Dean's impala and grabbed your phone to check the text as to what room he was in but before you could the door to room one fifteen opened and Dean walked out, shadowed by another guy. He looked a little younger than Dean with hair that borderlined shaggy but it was clear they were related. Could that be Sam?

You climbed out your car with a smile "Winchester!" Dean grinned and met you halfway pulling you into a hug "Y/N! It's good to see you" when the two of you separated he motioned to the other guy "This is my little brother Sam"

You turned your eyes towards Sam with a smile and offered your hand "I've heard about you for years, weird we're just now meeting but good to meet you" he grinned as he shook your hand "Good to meet you too" you had to admit, he was cute. Broad smile and dimples along with green hazel eyes that followed your every movement. You cut your eyes at Dean "Also, little brother? He's taller than you"

Sam laughed at your words, the sound was enough to pull a smile to your face "Oh I like her already" you winked at him "Stick around cutie, I'm a very likeable person" Dean shook his head "Let's get to work"

After that day you and the Winchesters started keeping in touch every few days. You hadn't known they lost John so you weren't able to be there for them but when you lost Hayley they'd driven straight across two states to get to your side.

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You stood between them both, staring at the flames as they engulfed her body. You felt a shiver run through you and weren't sure if it was from the cold night air or losing the only parental figure you had left. "I'll go grab your jacket" Dean offered and headed for your challenger.

You and Sam stood silent for a few moments before he said "When dad died Dean wouldn't talk to anyone, let anyone in until he finally broke one day. Y/N I know we're not as close as you and Dean but you're my friend and if you need anything I'm here" you nodded, eyes never leaving the flames "Thanks Sam"

About that time Dean walked back over with your jacket and draped it over your shoulders "You know Y/N, I was thinking" you cut your eyes at Sam with a weak smile "Should we run?" A small smile slipped onto his face "Let's hear him out then we'll see if we need to"

"Ha ha very funny" Dean replied before continuing "Hayley always said she didn't like you hunting alone, you can always throw your hat in with me and Sam. We don't mind the company" you nodded "Maybe I will" a silence fell back over the three of you as the flames began to burn down to just embers.

@nelachu2423

@lacilou

[delilahcalicocat]

Can i request a Cody Rhodes x reader where reader gets attacked by a WWE worker while entering Cody's bus but Pharaoh saves her by attacking the worker. Reader then tries to hide it from Cody but he finds out from the medical team who treated reader, Cody then goes after that worker.

A/N: Of course! Thank you for asking! <3

💙~No One messes with her~❤️

{Rating: Fluff}

{Warnings: Crying, Mentions of blood, Harassment, Fighting, Injury, Panic, Dog attacks, Biting}

{Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader}

RAW had just ended, you snuck away to get back to Cody's bus to slip out of your uncomfortable heels

Cody was always very worried about you, he didn't notice you'd left until Jey caught on to it.

You went to climb the bus stairs, until someone's hand gripped your ankle.

Your heart sank to your stomach when you saw it was Axel, the weirdest WWE Crew Member ever.

He was always obsessed with you no matter how much you said you weren't interested.

He cut your arm with a knife he had, you were panicked.

You thought of how to escape this, you truly thought this was how you'd die.

Until you remembered the bus door was open.

You looked towards the door and shouted

"Pharaoh!" As you finished the sentence, the big white dog rushed towards the man you'd been attacked by.

The dog bit the man a couple times until he ran off.

You patted Pharaoh on the head and put him back in the bus.

By the time you'd gotten Pharaoh back in the bus for safety, Jey Uso and Sami Zayn had found you.

They immediately snuck you past the backstage party so Cody wouldn't notice and you'd be treated for your injury.

You'd been bleeding from the arm pretty decently by the time you were sat down to get help

After 20 stitches, you were allowed to leave the medical office.

You then went to Cody

"Hey! I'm back from the bathroom-" You spoke

"Uh.. Y/N, why are you wearing your thick sweater? Didn't you literally say it was too hot for it a couple hours ago?" He asked

"Oh.. I got a little cold from the Air conditioner on the way back" You lied

"Whatever- I'll be right back, I have to go check on Pharaoh-" He said

You tried not to panic but decided to stay there, Jey and Sami were right next to you. It was too dangerous to go back outside.

Meanwhile, Cody was headed towards the exit until a girl from medical caught his attention

"Uh, Mr.Rhodes! Your girlfriend Y/N got attacked, she received 20 stitches-" the girl spoke

"What. Y/N got fucking attacked?!" You heard his voice from down the hall

"Oh Shit, Y/N you should probably go-" Jey spoke

"Yeah, I'm gonna go.." You groaned running Down the hallway

You found Cody standing by the exit, fuming.

"Cody!" You spoke

"Y/N. Explain what the actual fuck happened." Cody Said

"Oh.. Cody, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I went to get my other shoes because my heels were killing my feet but instead I got attacked by That weird Crew member.. if it weren't for Pharaoh, I would've got hurt worse.." You spoke with tears welling in your eyes

"Axel.. Fucking attacked you, and you didn't tell me?" He questioned

"I was fucking panicked and this kind of shit scares me Codes.." You sighed

"It's fine. I'm just glad Pharaoh defended and saved you." Cody spoke

He walked you out to his bus and told you to stay there with Pharaoh.

You sat down, a million thoughts racing through your mind

Cody walked back inside the building

"Hey, Jey. You seen Axel round?" He asked

"I think I saw him go that way." Sami Said pointing towards the hall to Cody's left

"Thanks Sami." Cody said walking down said hall

It didn't take long to find Axel, Cody then started a fight with Axel.

Luckily Axel didn't have his knife, because it was taken from your arm by medical

Before Cody got pulled off Axel by Jey and You, Cody managed to give Axel a bloody nose.

"Jesus, Calm down man." Jey said

"No one messes with my girl." Cody said

"Ok I understand that, but you Finna bout to get in trouble Uce." Jey said

"Come on troublemaker, let's get back to the bus before anything else happens" you said, adjusting Cody's tie

[byunpum]

Hello, if request are open, is it okay to asked what would it be liked to be Kiri twin sister ( who is down to earth, bit stubborn, and have a natural curiosity around them and the sky people as she tends to question alot )

Just something pletonic between them in general and with the Sully family

Pair: Kiri x Reader twin sister

Warning: None, cute moments.

Note: I hope this is what you have asked for. And sorry for the late reply. I really enjoy write about family moments with sully's.

AVATAR MASTERLIST

"How do sky people reproduce?" you ask, causing jake and neytiri to choke on a piece of food. And your sister to give you a punch in the arm. Your victim was in front of you, spider. The little guy has always been a victim of your questions and curiosities. It wasn't that it bothered him, you and Kiri were very close to Spider. You were literally with him all day long, but while kiri treated him like a navi. You bombarded him with questions 24/7. Kiri would say you were annoying, but spider would defend you and say it was okay, it didn't bother him. The guy enjoyed spending time with you. Like the time you wanted to experiment how much pain spider could bring.

"Do I have to jump?" spider looks at you with wide eyes. "Yes" you say coldly, waiting for the boy to jump off the mountain. "Y/N are you crazy!!? He's going to die" says kiri, hugging spider. You pull spider by the arm and carry him to the edge of the cliff. "Don't worry…I'm here and if something happens I'll come and get you with the ikran" you smile at him, spider couldn't say no, besides this was exciting. And boom…he jumped. Or like the time you prepared an exclusive dish for spider, to see if he wouldn't throw up. "According to max, you won't be able to hold your vomit for 3 minutes. Let's try when you can hold it down with this meat" you offer him the food. "Are you trying to kill him?" asks neteyam, your brother is next to you brushing a piece of your hair. Kiri was at his side, and again tried to stop him from doing something stupid.

And now you had asked a rather complicated question. Kiri, spider and you were in the family hut, playing and hanging out. While Jake and Neytiri were in a corner somewhere cutting some fruit. Neytiri didn't enjoy spider's company very much, but she could see the bond her daughters had with the sky boy. The three of them were very close, so in a way she accepted it. "I… I don't know," says spider, raising his arms. You were next to him making several stripes on his skin with blue paint and kiri was brushing his hair. You pinch it, making the boy jump. "What do you mean you don't know? you're supposed to know" you complain.

"And what do you want to know?" asks Kiri. Jake and neytiri were listening…they didn't want to interrupt they wanted to see how the conversation was going. "Lo'ak said that our mother did 'stuff' with some and" you start talking, until jake knocks and interrupts the conversation by approaching you. You were still young, he was sure you knew some things and out of curiosity had talked about it, but not his girls. "Ok…time for me to explain to the three of you?" jake sat down next to you. He watched as the three kids gave him their undivided attention.

"Navi and humans reproduce the same, the genitals are the same, but with some differences. But…" jake tries to explain everything, but he can't put the words together well. "Navi just like humans mate through sexual intercourse, and there they reproduce and show their love" says neytiri, shouting a little and not taking her eyes off her work. They all looked at neytiri and then at jake. " That…that" says jake. Y/N gets quiet and then laughs a little. "Well…so kiri and rotxo" you joke, making spider laugh. "Nooo…gross" kiri gives you a smack, and you continue to laugh with spider. "So how about you and spider?" says kiri. Everyone gets quiet, spider and you look at each other start laughing again. Falling to the floor and making fun of kiri. The girl was upset. "Stop it!!!" Kiri yells. Jake stands up and leaves the group of friends laughing and fighting stupidly.

"Kiri…relax. Your secret is safe with us" says spider laughing. You can't hold back the tears. Your sister is so furious, only you and spider knew about her crush on rotxo. "Stop…stop bothering me" says kiri, sitting up and crossing her arms. You walk up to your sister and hug her tightly. "ok…sorry" you speak, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Kiri sticks her tongue out at you and pushes you away. You knew she wasn't mad at you, so you settle down to stand next to spider. "And I'll keep your secret," Kiri says softly, looking knowingly at spider and you. You two blush and you throw a paint-soaked handkerchief at your sister. "You wouldn't dare" you speak up. "You're daring me" kiri says, you're about to launch into a fight with her, but spider holds your arm. " Now…don't fight" says spider, while kiri gives you back the handkerchief. Kiri laughs, now it was her time to make fun of you.

[luvbugs-blog]

getting saved by the aot boys

including: eren, jean, marco, bertoldt, and reiner

warnings: none!!

author's note: struggling a little bit with school and figuring out when I will set aside writing time. but please please please send me your thoughts!

eren

is this how you were going to die? in the arms of a filthy titan? well in this world, how else were you supposed to die? of old age? you weren't that lucky…you were overwhelmed with the stench of impending death, the titan's giant hand squeezing you so hard you thought you were going to break in half.

how could you allow yourself to be grabbed? oh, yeah, you were trying to save another cadet. selfishly, you thought that if you knew this was the outcome to begin with, you would have never tried to save him. you didn't want to die. you were going to leave behind your friends, your family… eren.

the two of you had just started going out, despite liking each other since you were children. but eren was too stubborn to admit he fully liked you until the night he was admitted as a soldier. he was so happy he passed the balance test, he just blurted out his feelings, much to your delight.

how was eren going to respond to your death? not that it matters, as you won't be alive to see it. black started to crowd around the corner of your eyes, but you swear you saw lighting out in the distance.

then you heard an animalistic cry. eren. was he coming to save you? just as the titan was lowering you into his mouth, you were thrown into the sky, before being snatched up by armin. as you hold onto armin with desperation, you look behind you to see eren's titan stomping on the titan's neck. you weren't going to die. tears sprung to your eyes as you held tight onto your other childhood friend. you were alive. you are alive.

armin found a space on the ground far from any other titans, but you refused to let go.

"armin. i always knew i was going to die by a titan. but it was so scary." he sighed, a started petting your head.

"i know. you're ok."

armin loaded you onto the cart to be towed back inside the walls, as you can hardly stand by yourself. the day passes, but you can hardly remember it. nurses come and go, replacing bandages and ice packs on your stomach, feeding you, and tending to your bruises.

eventually, eren runs in, looking around for you. when he spots you, a relieved look passes over his face. he quickly makes his way over, ignoring the nurses' attempts to get him to stop. kneeling beside you, he fusses over all of the gauze, apologizing profusely for not intervening faster. you jut grabbed his hand.

"thank you." he smiled and placed a small kiss on your forehead.

"YEAGER!" he definitely was going to be lectured for turning into a titan without permission, but this time, he couldn't care less.

jean

this wasn't how the plan was supposed to go. they were supposed to take jean and armin. but somehow, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and taken with armin. you were only in the cart for three seconds to help secure armin's wig, and jean was standing near while mikasa, levi, and connie were helping him look like eren, much to his dismay. But before jean and you could switch places, the cart lurched forward, almost sending you and armin tumbling out. panicked, you look at armin, who urged you to stay with him. maybe the plan could still be salvaged. unfortunately, you didn't have any ODM gear on, no guns, or knives. nothing you could use to defend yourself.

"armin. the plan is going to fail! i don't look anything like eren!"

"it's fine. i'll think of something. don't worry." how can I not worry? after a few minutes, the cart seemed to slow, and two men came around the back with rope. they take a while to tie the two of you up, but after a while, they leave the two of you tied to chairs.

you don’t know where the men went, so you look at armin and try to speak with your eyes. what's going to happen? armin just gives you a reassuring glance, knowing that the others should be coming soon. it wasn't long before the men returned, one caressing armin's (fake) hair, the other advancing toward you.

"you don't fit the description of eren yeager," he said gripping your shoulder. "but you're too pretty to let go. Maybe little eren will come for you, and we can get our reward." his nasty hand begun to make its way down your body, which you tried to ignore. thankfully, before anything could happen, the windows break open, and mikasa throws the first man down. armin and you burst out of the restraints, looking around on where to help. the second man draws a gun at you, but is also quickly stopped when your boyfriend lands on him, after jumping in from the window.

with all of the kidnappers down, jean quickly runs up to you, as mikasa goes to check on armin. he draws you into a hug, which you gratefully return.

"had to take all my fun, huh?" you giggle at his little comment.

"glad a big strong man came to rescue me. thank you eren." jean's mouth gapes open. "HUH? i don’t look anything like that ugly guy!"

you just laugh and press a kiss on his lips. "thanks jean."

marco

panting, you slid between houses, trying to lose this titan on your tail, but it was fruitless. it seemed to sense you, no matter how many times you ran away. this might be it for you. you lost your remaining gas trying to save your squad, but that was unsuccessful too, and now your ODM gear is useless. you tried looking around for any other squads that might be around. nothing.

this isn't how you wanted to go. you at least wanted to be seen, to be remembered in some way. but it looks like you were going to die alone, for a random cadet to find your body when they were doing cleanup. a small tear trickled down your cheek at the thought of leaving your family behind. your friends. marco.

the two of you had gotten together shortly after training. you wonder if he'll know you are dead, or if he'll hold onto hope that you are still alive, just lost. you lean up against the wall of one house you were hiding out in, and try to catch your breath. peering out the window, you see the titan chasing you get held up by another cadet. eyes roaming around for any way out of this predicament, you see a fallen soldier, with their ODM gear in tact. maybe you could make it. holding your breath, you sprint out and quickly try to remove the gas tanks. you start to sweat, knowing you shouldn't be out in the open for so long.

it wasn’t long before you heard stomping heading in your direction. how stuck were these damn tanks? you quickly decide to abandon the tanks, and just run, hoping you can figure out another plan in a quick amount of time. you sprint between houses before you start slowing. the adrenaline was gone, and you were winded. the titan rounds the corner, eyeing you. you start sprinting again, but not before tripping on rubble left by the surrounding buildings. this is it. your legs were so heavy, and your arms too weak. you were tired of running. you hoped marco would forgive you for giving up. just as the titan, starts reaching for you, you hear feet. human feet.

"y/n!" connie jumps from on roof and distracts the titan from the front, when marco jumps from behind, slicing the neck.

you scramble out of the way to avoid the already disintegrating corpse. marco comes and scoops you up, while connie follows behind. once the three of you are safely atop of the walls. marco sets you down, but you don't let go of him. you’re shaking badly, and marco just sits with you until you calm down.

"i thought i was going to lose you," marco whispers. you turn to look at him, and there are tears in his eyes. "but you didn't," you say as you pull him closer. "thank you." you press a sweet kiss on his lips, happy the two of you are together and safe. "you saved my life." marco smiles and you two sit close together before you refill your gas.

too bad you couldn't return the favor in the future.

bertoldt

you glance behind you on your way to breakfast before training. another trainee is following you. the same cadet that has been bothering you for the last few weeks. he's been trying to drag you away from friends to hang out with you, trying to sit down at the table next to you, trying to help you put on the straps for your ODM gear. it was nice at first, to feel like somebody liked you. but now it's just creepy, and you have no idea what to do about it. you're afraid that if you go to a commander, they will think you are wasting their time. it's not like they’ve tried to hurt you.

your friends have noticed it too, and are slightly worried. eren won't let you go to the stables by yourself. mikasa always walks with you. reiner and bertholdt always sit beside you during meals. jean is always by your side at training. you feel a bit like a burden, because your friends have better, more important things to worry about.

today, you are walking by yourself, as mikasa is busy helping eren after he hurt himself. and this stalker seems to have noticed that you don't have your normal bodyguard with you.

the thought makes you a bit angry. does he not think you can take care of yourself? you are one of the top trainees. you can definitely kick his scrawny ass. despite that, you still got a chill up your spine, feeling uncomfortable, so you pick up your pace a little bit. you make it into the dining hall, and see reiner and bertholdt already seated. you take a seat next to berty, and exhale a little bit, trying to maintain your breathing. bertholdt leans over and asks, "are you ok?"

you crane your head to look up at him. "i'm fine. just my little buddy over there decided to follow me here." the two of you quickly glance behind you, and see that your follower had begrudgingly had sat by his friends. reiner leans over, listening to your conversation, "why didn’t mikasa come here with you?"

you scoff. "i can take care of myself, reiner."

"oh no doubt. but, I just don't trust that guy."

"me neither," bertholdt frowns. you smile. you've had a crush on him for a while, and suspect that he likes you back.

"you jealous, berty?" you say, while smirking. he blushes and turns away. "don't be a brat." you just laugh and lean your head against him, which makes him turn an even darker shade. after a hot second, you jump out of your seat.

"where are you going?"

"don't you worry your head off, bertholdt. i'm just going to the bathroom." he pouts a little bit, which you think is cute.

"you shouldn't go by yourself."

"i'll be just fine." you were not just fine. apparently, the cadet was watching you leave, and grabs you, pinning you against the wall.

"is he your little boyfriend now?"

"why does it matter to you?" you say, shoving him away. "you don't mean anything to me, you fucking creep." you try to walk away, but he grabs onto your arm.

"i am her boyfriend," a voice says behind you. "so please, let go of her." the cadet turns, looking at bertholdt, who looked so intimidating, towering over him. "now."

he immediately let go of your arm, and sprinted away.

"oh! are you ok?" you smile at him. "my hero," you say, hugging the literal tree trunk of his body. he places a small kiss to your head. "oh yeah?"

you tilt your head to make eye contact and smile. "yeah. boyfriend."

reiner

this was the first expedition with the scouts, so it was understandable to say you were a bit nervous. of course, you have fought titans before, but you had never been so exposed in terms of no trees and no surrounding buildings. you were riding for a while with a senior member of the scouts, and the two of you rode alongside each other quietly, occasionally breaking the silence for small questions about the mission. the two of you were pretty uneasy, after seeing multiple red flares, but no evidence that there was going to be a retreat.

"squad Leader?" you waited until you heard a small grunt that she had heard you before you continued. "why are we continuing? do you think erwin somehow didn't see our flares?"

"no, I think he saw them. But erwin has a bigger plan in mind."

"oh." That wasn't the answer you were hoping for. but you couldn't express your worries as another member joined you explaining that a flank had been completely wiped out. your partner jumped into action.

"I'll spread the word! y/n! stay here!" she quickly rode off to inform the other parts of the formation. after 5 minutes, you felt a chill down your spine.

you turn towards the member who joined you when you started hearing loud footsteps headed your way. that's impossible! there would have been warning flares if a titan breached the formation. oh wait. the flank has been wiped out.

the footsteps got closer, and soon, your partner is kicked into the air, blood spraying everywhere. time seemed to slow, and you know you have to do something if you want to live. you veer your horse to the right, nearly missing the titan's foot, but in doing that, you fall off, causing your horse to scatter. this is it.

you lay on the ground, not sure what to do next. you can't outrun a titan. there are no trees around for you to use your ODM gear. the titan turns to you, and you lift your head to see where the next attack will come from.

blond hair moves in the wind, and you realize, the titan has a striking resemblance to -

"y/n!" reiner scoops you up, the ends of his ODM gear on the titan's back. While reiner is saving you, jean tries to target the female titan's nape.

"jean!" armin yells. you miss what happens next, because you are tossed to the ground, reiner flying to rescue jean.

your eyes widen when you realize the titan grabbed your boyfriend. you scream his name, but your ODM gear busted when you hit the ground. you don't have time to fix it. you're going to watch him die. seconds seemed like hours as you screamed his name, tears pouring from your eyes. You try to run towards him, but jean was holding you back.

you close your eyes, trying to block out what is happening, when you hear jean gasp. you immediately open your eyes to see that reiner had broken free.

he lands on the ground, grabbing you and armin. you exhale, letting him carry you from the titan.

he's alive. you're alive.

reiner is such a rock in your life. you are so glad you can count on him, knowing he will be there to save you, that he will never betray you.

[deathisararemercy]

Hello! Can I plz request Death x wolf! Immortal! Reader where Death gets jealous when someone flirts with his s/o? It's ok if no! :)

Kind of the Jealous Type

Death x immortal!wolf!Reader

A/N: Howdy anon. I'll have you know that I literally started going "hehehehe-" reading this request. I was absolutely thrilled to write this. It turned more into Muerte defending a reader from unwanted advances but I hope it still works? I'm sorry it took so long to finish your request. Thank you for your patience and for sending in a request! Also I did finish writing the last part late at night without my glasses on, so please yell at me if there are typos/glaring obvious errors.

Content warning for mentioned attempts at murder/violence (no death), unwanted advances

Wandering the world alone isn’t very fun, especially if you’re immortal. An immortal’s life is spent drifting around like a ship on the sea, drawn towards each and every light on the distant shore. But all of those sparks of light eventually begin to blur into a hazy glow with no real distinctive source, and in the end, there is no real home for you to sail back to.

What makes it worse for you is the fact that you were a wolf, an immortal wolf that dozens have tried to kill and failed to do, an immortal wolf that people couldn’t help but fear, just a little, even though you really meant no harm.Who’s to say those little lights on the distant shore were not just torches accompanied by pitchforks, ready to drive you out of town? Wolves are social creatures, but you had no one to talk to, and no one to wander with.

That is, until you met Death.

It was after another attempt at your life. People didn’t seem to get the message that you literally could not die. Any attempt to end your life was fruitless. But that didn’t stop them from trying. You survived like always, and there in front of you, as you wiped away the dirt from your muzzle, was Death.

Initially, you thought that the wolf would resent you. He could watch you get hurt, beaten, and bruised over and over and over again. But he could never see you die. He could never collect your soul. He could never take you to the spirit world. You were invulnerable to him and his silver sickles.

But to your surprise, he asked you to walk with him. He helped you find what you needed to heal your body, silent and solemn, and set you off on your way. But you saw him more frequently, even when you weren’t being hunted down with a bounty on your head. And over time, you grew used to each other’s presences. You recognized each other from a distance and every so often, would fall into conversation.

And though you two kept away from those lights on the distant shore, each conversation you had with Death felt like a lantern being lit on your ship. With each conversation, you felt your eternal life come alive with color and distinction. You never had to fear Death, but you could fall in love with him.

So when he asked if you thought it was possible for Death to be in love with someone, you hesitated.

“Maybe? I don’t know.” You picked up the drink you had ordered, spinning the cup and not letting a drop spill. The cantina the two of you were sitting in was busy, but few people paid you any mind, more focused on their drinks and food. It also helped that the two of you wore your hoods inside. It was temporary refuge and peace. You glanced at the wolf sitting next to you from the corner of your eye. “Death being in love…Are we talking about death, the concept or Death, the…you?”

He flashed his pointed teeth with a slight tilt of his head. “Either, or.”

“I’d give it a solid maybe for both.”

“That’s a paradox, lobito,” the wolf chuckled, taking a sip of his own drink. “ ‘Maybe’s can’t be solid.” You couldn’t help but laugh a little too, still spinning your cup.

“Death being fond of an immortal like me sounds a bit strange to me, you know.”

“I never said it was you.” He recoiled at the sharpness of his own words. You felt your heart sink. Death placed both paws around his glass so tightly thought he might break it. “But…it’s not every day you meet another immortal talking wolf.”

“Yeah, what are the odds, right?” A drop of your drink spilled onto the bartop. You wiped it away with your paw. And someone placed their hand on top of yours. You looked up.

A grizzled beard covered most of the man’s face, but charming black eyes leered back at you. “ ‘ello there, pretty.”

“Don’t call me that,” you snapped, a slight edge to your voice as you quickly drew back your paw. Please don’t try to kill me. Not here. Not now. Not next to him.

“What? You should be thanking me. I figure a wolf like youse hasn’t gotten many compliments before, eh?”

You blinked. Was this guy serious? You shook your head, downing the rest of your drink in one go. “I get plenty. They call me the Unkillable Beast.”

The man guffawed, sitting in the empty stool next to you. “Seems to me you’ve got a pretty twisted idea of what a compliment is.” He moved his seat closer, leaning uncomfortably close. “I can call you all sorts of pretty names, little beastie.”

Something slammed next to you and the bar went silent. Death had drawn one of his sickles, slamming it into the bartop. The wood had splintered, and reflecting the wood in the candlelight, the sickles seemed to gleam a rusty red. Like dried blood.

“We were just having a friendly little chat. Now, I don’t want any trouble. But,” the man sneered, pointing at the sickle, “You don’t bring farm tools to a bar fight. What poor chap did you nick those off anyway?”

You felt a cold but firm paw on your shoulder. Now, Death was horribly close. You could hear a low growling from his throat. “They’re mine. Always have been. Since the beginning.”

“Come out with that thing in hand, eh?” the grizzled man cackled.

“You could say that.”

You didn’t see him move. You just felt it. The release of weight from your shoulder. A slight cool wisp of air. The flap of cloth. The quiet shing of a drawn weapon. 

The man leaned half out of his seat, the tip of the sickle pressed beneath his chin. Within seconds, his breathing became hoarse and ragged. Death’s eyes flashed with a devious spark.

“Muerte,” you hissed, tugging on his poncho.

He ignored you, licking his muzzle. “Life flashing before your eyes, amigo?” The man gulped, nodding furiously. “Good. I want you to look back through it and think of all the unwanted advances you’ve made, all the people you’ve made feel uneasy, while all the people who hold them dear either are unaware or have to watch, unable to speak. Is that a life you want to see before you die?”

“I don’t want to die,” he whispered breathlessly, “I don’t want to die. Not like this. Not now.”

“Do you regret it?” The wolf pressed, leaning over you to get closer. “Do you regret what you did?”

“Yes, yes, please don’t kill me, please don’t kill me, please, please.”

 With a relaxed smile, the wolf quickly sheathed his sickle and sat back down at his seat. He held your paw tightly in his, leaving the man to catch his breath. Nonchalantly, he ordered another drink for you. His eyes widened when the man still sat at his seat, blubbering a little and clutching at his chest. Death leaned back over and quietly said, “Run.”

The man leapt up from his seat and was out of the bar in the blink of an eye. “You really didn’t have to do that,” you murmured as he slid your new drink to you.

“Nonsense. You paid for my drink last time.”

“You know what I was talking about, Muerte.”

“What else was I supposed to do when the wolf I’m in love with is getting hit on? And when they’re clearly very uncomfortable.” You blinked rapidly as he took another sip of his drink. He swept the wood splinters to the floor. “Besides, that man deserved to have a lesson taught to him.”

“You’re in love with me?”

“Was it not obvious before?” he teased in mock disbelief. “I thought it was obvious by the third time we went to a bar together. And all the pet names, lobito.”

Your tail was wagging now. Dammit. Well, why not take him down with you? You kissed him on the nose, quick and chaste. “Well, I suppose I can say I love Death, even though I can’t really die.”

“Really now?” You peeked down and his tag was wagging furiously. He made lame attempts to stop it, refusing to break eye contact with you when you looked back up. The grin on his face was infectious.

You grinned. “Really. I love you.”

=x=x=

“But as much as I appreciate the sentiment, please don’t kill anyone for me.’

“I’ll try not to.”

“¡Lobo!”

[ladyzirkonia]

Why Bo-Katan finally deserves all our forgiveness. (Spoilers for Mando S3E2)

And she's my Queen, I'll gonna defend her til I die. (And I need to get rid of all my thoughts and emotions)

Please leave me your thoughts in the comments. :)

That what depression look like. She doesn't want to see or hear anything anymore. She appears angry as she suspects Din is returning. She doesn't want to deal with this anymore. Repression and anger, she wants to push him off one last time, says she wants to get rid of him, until she spots Grogu. #depression throne

And now tell me she doesn't care about Din. She's really worried, no one looks like this when they don't care. This was clearly a mask to protect herself. She doesn't hesitate for a second to go and rescue Din. #tell her face she doen't care

Kind of excited but also sad and nostalgic to see her home. She never stopped caring for Mandalore, it was always her one and only dedication. And now she has a task to complete again.

Talking/bonding with Grogu. She finds it difficult to show feelings even to Grogu. And yet she shares her thoughts with him without hesitation. But you can tell her insecurity.

The last picture is what I call the ''Can you do that?'' mum look. Even though he's ''just'' a kid, she seems to trust his abilities.

Bonding time with Grogu continues. She's proud and sad telling him about Mandalore and herself. When Grogu is visibly scared, she tries to encourage him to find his dad. (Grogu purring like a cat is so cut) She continues to talk to Grogu to calm him down, telling him about her experiences with the Jedi, where she fought alongside them as friends, not enemies. Contrary to what has been heard from the Armorer, that the Jedi are enemies of the Mandalorians and even Grogu was seen as a child of the enemy.

She doesn't hesitate to put herself in front of him and protect him whenever necessary. Unlike Din, the Alamites are not a problem for them. #fighting like the queen she is

Of course it's clear that Grogu has already seen Mandalorians, the statement ''Your dad isn't the only Mandalorian'' is probably more of a tip, she can fight and protect him at least as well as his dad.

Just look at her, do i have to say anything else? Queen got her saber back like she was born to wield it. In contrast to Din, she doesn't seem to have any problems with it, it doesn't seem to be as heavy for her as for Din. She is one with the blade and uses it without hesitations.

''Din are you ok?'' I'm repeating myself. Like she didn't care at all.

''Din I can't hear you.'' Loved to hear her voice got so soft and worried.

She's just killing that thing with ease, like not a problem for me sir.

''I saved your life.'' That smirk and confidence. I think Grogu starts to like her or he's just hungry.

''He's quite the navigator.'' She knows what to say to get his dad feelings.

Still the bitterness in her voice as she reminds herself she ruled here not long ago and now it's all destroyed.

She's worried, she wanna get Din back on her ship. Her look just hilarious as he tells her he's not gonna come with her. Like what are you kidding me? You just nearly got killed without me.

Din still wants to go to the Mines of Mandalore and Bo-Katan just got her... what the fuck are you talking about, are you mad face.

''I actually think it's adorable...'' She can't really take him seriously that he's still holding on to his beliefs after everything that happened. And yet she doesn't leave him alone, she doesn't hesitate for a second to offer him her help even though he doesn't even ask. But just sassy as always like you're never gonna make it without me, you NEED me and she's damn right.

Sad face. But it's not the worst that she failed, that Mandalore got destroyed. The worst thing they bothered about is that the few who are left of their kind are fighting each other instead of fighting each other, the disunity and the hatred between the factions that are left. She wishes for her people to be reunited, even if it means burying her claim.

Bo-Katan and Din bonding time! Her telling him about her childhood, again kind of bittersweet, the way she was treated as a princess, the whole show and pomp, which is clearly not her style. I'm amazed that she opens up like that and I can't get enough of it.

When she says she doesn't embarrassed her father in front of everyone, does she mean someone else did it? I wonder why she says it like that. And I was hoping for some Satine content, which unfortunately didn't come.

The way Din just stands there and looks at her, I wonder what he's thinking, if he's looking for words to comfort her. If he just realizes how wrong he was, what he thought of her and what the Armorer said about Bo-Katan.

And he said with all his respect ''This is the way!'' After she told her dad died for Mandalore. I cannot describe my or even her feelings about that.

Genuinely shocked somehow, he caught her off guard with that. That's Bo-Katan without her mask. Like this phrase that bothered her all the time and now touched her heart.

And the her ''What are you looking at?'' after Grogu caught her off guard like... aww my daddy is a nice man right? She puts back her sassy bitch really quick. That's just so hilarious and I really loved that.

Bo just having so much fun giving Din a tour in the ruins of the Living Waters. She's really thawing and seems to have fun teasing Din about taking all those old stories and legends seriously like a little kid.

Do I have to mention again that she doesn't really care about anything and keeps asking if everything is okay with Din. Only that she is one of the few who really calls him Din and not just Mando. The way she first exchanges amused looks with Grogu until Din says his oath and steps into the water. Then her facial expression changes and I would like to know what she is thinking, but the sight may bring back memories in her or it may just touch her.

Bo-Katan is a though woman and you rarely see all of her feelings shine through, but this happened multiple times in this episode and it touched my heart.

Not to mention that she jumped after Din to the rescue once again without any hesitation. Or the complete overwhelm when she sees the Mythosaur. I can't wait to follow her further development with Din and Grogu. I think this is one of the best character developments since Ahsoka that we are getting.

In Filoni we trust. Thank you!

[imperiuswrecked]

Time to read Namor (2024) #1

I personally think Namor would rather die than ever admit his weakness to enemies.

Aaron has never been able to write Namor's noble arrogance & pride correctly.

S.M. 39 - Sub-Mariner 1939 (creation year)?

I want to physically slap Namor out of his depression so hard that my hand breaks on his perfect cheekbones.

Someday, a writer will remember Prince Byrrah exists and then the toxic royal cousin rivalry will be back on! He def would have been at the forefront of this misadventure to lead Namor into trouble.

Finally a bit of in character-ness, Namor being annoyed that the humans weak prison and ripping through the bars like it's nothing.

I can't recall, was it that awesome Namor fanfic that first introduced Namor gaining strength through blood (aka the Blood-Mariner) or was it in a comic? I'll come back to this point later to check.

Action/art in this book is great, I do love the artists so much.

He's so sad, a depressed mess.

Stingray??? This man is always around when Namor is beat to hell and tied up by humans, I swear. Except the last time he was put on display and not in a hospital bed, and it was Walter who captured Namor. (Sub-Mariner 1969 #19)

I mean the fish never spoke to you before Namor but that's ok, I know you've been knocked on the head a lot of times in your life. (Kidding aside, The fish in the Marvel universe don't talk, that's Aquaman's thing. Namor has a mild telepathy that let's him persuade/command them)

Which is the better sea pun? World War Sea or Searebro? Vote below

The thing is the Atlanteans have always been treated that way without anything to stop them?? Like the kids who were left to die on the shore in Aaron's Avengers, what repercussions did the international world instigate when that happened? It was only ever Namor who stood up for his people, and tried to implement change in the surface world's governments. Heck he finally got Atlantis/the ocean into the UN back in 2018. It's not like the humans have ever cared about the oceans or Atlanteans, so while I get the urgency Walter should have just said "Attuma said your ass looks fat and you're an ugly skank, and he insulted your mother" bc then Namor would have been rushing to beat him up. lmao.

Sorry it's just really funny to me that Namor in the past would have left everything in an instant the moment Attuma even glanced at Atlantis. The (Defenders comic? need to check) scene where he just fucks off back into the ocean always lives in my heart.

While I see what Aaron is trying to do, I don't trust him enough to carry it out because while he's set up Namor to be sympathetic in the past by the end of his use of Namor in Avengers/Enter the Phoenix, Namor is the one who was blamed for everything without any acknowledgement of the help he gives to humans, etc.

Here.

This is where I really feel that Aaron doesn't get Namor. I understand a lot of people see Namor as this cruel character but he's not. He can be capable of cruelty but he really did not start being so cold until he was an adult. It's not until after WWll, after the deaths' of his mother, Fen, his wives, Dorma & Marrina, and finally his younger cousin Nita, that Namor really changes into today's modern interpretation of the character. You can actually see his character progression into what most people know him as in the 2000s and beyond comics, but younger Prince Namor?

Prince Namor is arrogant, and brash, and prideful, but he was also kind and selfless. He was happy once.

Compare Aaron's flashbacks to Busiek's in Namor: King in Black and there is a world of difference in how they are written. Aaron's has never shown that he has the writing range of being able to write Namor's less mean side. I should say more innocent side? Because he does have one, one that believes that he should be a protector of his people. This kinda behavior is something I expect from Prince Byrrah, who was always selfish and cruel and put a lot of emphasis on him being the Heir to the Throne. This isn't the first time Aaron's written about Namor's younger self, in his Avengers, he also wrote him like this, but killing a shark just for fun.

*sigh* I knew it was coming bc of the preview of coverart but we really are back in the old suit. I do like how the artist added some flair, but I will be honest that I already miss his slutty fish net pants. Of course I wouldn't be complaining if we got Namor back in his speedo.

The worst of it was just how right I was about how Aaron really fails to grasp Namor's character. That's always been my complaint about the writer.

If the setup was in the hands of another writer I would love it bc I love Fantasy Court intrigue & battles.

However I do have to say the artists have been really great and I can't wait to see what they do next!

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

A Light in the Darkness {Part 07 of 07}

Eddie Munson X Hargrove!twinsister Reader

Chapter word count: 2K

Summary: After Billy died, you got stuck in a dark place, where you didn't have to deal with your feelings. Your friends don't know what to do but to drag you away from the many fights you pick. And life was dragging itself, an agonizing day after the other... Until Eddie Munson broke through the very high walls you built around yourself.

<- Previous part (06)

{Stranger Things Masterlist}

Intervention

 “A what?” You ask, blinking a few times as your mind tries to process what's going on.

 “We-”

 “Let me speak,” Maxine says, interrupting Steve. “I've seen what Billy's death done to you, better than anyone.” She continues. “I'm the one to hold you at night, I'm the one to hear you sobbing, to wake up when you have nightmares and wake up screaming for your brother.” Max stands up and walks over to you, taking both your hands in hers. “You have a lot of anger, and I understand why, having lived with Neil all your life. And I understand it's all coming out the wrong way since Billy was gone, but this... This has to stop, (Y/N). I love you, but this has to stop. You're hurting yourself, and hurting us.”

 “And putting yourself in danger,” Hopper adds, from his place standing near the couch. “This time you escaped... I'm not sure for how long I can keep covering for you.”

 “There are five stages of grief.” Eddie finally speaks, and your eyes move to him, your heart beating faster for some reason. But you're used to it now, to the sensations Eddie provokes. It only dawns now, when you look at him in the crowd your family makes, that he lights up like a beacon. Like an anchor. And you crave to hear what he has to say. “You're stuck in anger and depression. And you have to feel them, yes, but you also have to move on.”

 “How?” It comes out in a whisper, broken voice and tears rolling down. It's the first time you cry in front of them since the Battle of Starcourt.

 “Start by letting it out of your chest,” Susan says.

 “Yeah. You never speak to us.” Nancy adds. “We don't know what's happening.”

 “Can you imagine how hard it is for me to understand?” Robins speaks up, gesturing at herself. “I joined the party too late. So I never know what to do when you freak out, go to the lake, or drive around. God knows where you go. What if you die? We wouldn't even be able to find you, and I get nervous and speak way too much, and these guys are the ones forced to bear me.”

 A lot of them nod, and you just don't know what to say. Shrugging, you don't even try to resist the pull that moves you towards Eddie. He immediately stands up, arms opening to welcome you into his embrace. “It's alright. You're safe here, ok? We're your family, and we love you.” That makes you pull away, looking up at him.

 And that's when he kisses you.

 It's just a peck on the lips, but it makes your world stop for a moment. Your eyes are set on his as your skin burns deliciously, and for a moment there's nobody else there, just you and him... That until someone clears their throat.

 “Are you done?” Hopper asks, and you collapse against his chest again.

 But this time, you're not hiding. “If you guys wanna know... I'll tell you...”

 They all move, giving you and Eddie enough space to sit down on the couch. Here, among them, you're safe, as Eddie said. And for the first time, you will force yourself to open up. It'll hurt, you know it, you feel it already, but you'll do this. For them, and for you.

 “Billy was the one to protect me from Neil.” You begin, holding Eddie's hand, fingers laced together. “When we were kids, he took many of the beatings meant to me. Because I was his baby sister, even though I'm just seventeen minutes younger. And as we grew up-” A sob comes, you cover your mouth, closing your eyes tightly to push out some tears. “As we grew up, we started defending each other. I took some beatings meant for him too, even though he didn't like it. He wanted to take it all on himself, but I didn't let him. But many times when I was so scared, he was always there and... And now... Now he's gone and I feel like that monster can show up again at any time and I'll be all alone... And he'll beat me as he did and the only one who protected me and shared this burden is gone.”

 You're a crying mess when you're done, shoulders shaking under the many sobs. Eddie holds you again, and you cry against him.

 “It's true...” Max says. “But I didn't know it was like that...”

 “Hey,” Steve whispers, and when you look, he's crouching in front of you. “I'm sorry Billy is gone. I always knew you guys supported each other, but this... I had no idea. But you have to know that you're not alone. You have me. And Maxine, Mike, Nancy, Robin. Dustin, Hopper, Susan, Lucas, and Erica. Even the rest of us in California.” He looks up at Eddie. “And by the looks of it, you have another protector as well.”

 Sniffing, you look up at Eddie, who smiles and nods. “Hell yeah. I'd punch a thousand Jasons for you, Princess.”

 That makes you blush, and you hide your face again. “So, we need a plan,” Dustin says, and you hear him messing around with some papers. “Here.” He gets up and hands you a small pile of...

 “What the hell?” You speak out, sitting up straight. “How... It's...” Shaking your head, the new tears rolling down making it hard to read what it says on the plane tickets, but you got the most important part. A flight to California, to the nearest airport to Lenora Hills. “You're all going?”

 They nod all at the same time. “You kids do whatever you want. I'm going to win Joyce back.” Hopper mutters and you can help but giggle.

 “It's only a week, between the end of the school year and the graduation,” Nancy says. “But it'll be good. For you and all of us.”

 “Guys, this is expensive... You didn't have to do that for me...”

 “We managed.” Steve shrugs. “And you deserve it. All of us do, it'll be fun.”

The smile comes again, and you don't know the last time you felt... Happy. For too long, you have pushed these people away. And you shouldn't have. There are no words to thank them for not leaving, even after you were mean, almost exploding in anger. “I don't deserve it... I don't deserve any of you. And I'm sorry. I just... Didn't know what to do. Where to go, or how to feel.”

 “You don't have to know,” Robin says, kneeling down in front of you next to Steve. “We'll find out, together. We fought monsters together, we can deal with a very angry girl.”

 That makes you giggle, and you look around. “Thank you. All of you... For not giving up on me.” The tears that follow are from happiness... From feeling found in this sea of darkness.

 “Groups hug, everyone!” Dustin calls and gets up as everyone comes closer.

 You're still broken and hurt, but you'll probably feel like this forever. Billy has part of you, but now, you have to learn to live without him. And live a life he'd be proud of. Be happy, because that's what he wanted for you.

°°°

 The sun is blinding, even under the beach umbrella. Steve and Robin are lying in the sun, trying to get a tan. Nancy is swimming with Maxine and Erica, and the rest of them are trying to find stuff in the sand with a small metal detector.

 “You two,” You call. “Reapply sunscreen. I won't wipe moisturizer on your asses if you get all burned.”

 “The sun isn't on my ass, so it'll be fine,” Robin says, and Steve chuckles.

 “What are you laughing at, Harrington? You're the babysitter, you'll be the one wiping moisturizer in all our asses by the end of the day.”

 “You wish.”

 “Nah, I have a boyfriend to do that for me.”

 “Ouch,” Robin adds. “She just shoved your single state all over your face.”

 “Not for much longer...” He mutters, and you turn your head to look at him. “Nancy and I been talking...”

 “Oh.” That has been going on for a while. And one of the first things that happened when you set foot in Lenora Hills, was Jonathan and Nancy breaking up. They're fine now, but the romantic relationship is over, probably for good. “Good. Remember to send me an invitation for the wedding.”

 “Speaking of you, people with hopes for the future, where's Eddie with our sodas?” Robin asks, and you sit up, looking over your shoulder.

 And there he comes, chatting with Eleven, each holding one side of a styrofoam box. “Finally.” You say when they reach you. “Did you get them from the factory?”

 “Yup,” Eddie says, sitting on the towel next to you. “We were squeezing the lemons.” He smirks and you pull him into a kiss.

 “So.” Eleven starts, sitting in the shade with you and Eddie. “After graduation, what are your plans?”

 That's something you didn't stop to think. And honestly, it's the last thing you want to think about on such a beautiful beach. “Mmm... I'm not sure. I wanna skip college. Find a nice job and just start my own life.” Shrugging, you take a deep breath. “I always wanted to work in a pet shop, ever since I was a kid. Might sound like something stupid, but I'd like it.”

 “It's not stupid,” Eddie says, and El nods.

 “Thing is, I don't even know where. I... I wanted to go back home, to Santa Monica... But I build a strong connection with Hawkins and, as crazy as it sounds, I learned to love it. And Lenore Hills... Would be a good restart. And I already have you, Joyce, and Jonathan here so... I really don't know.”

 “There's a way to know,” Eddie says, and you look at him, eyebrows furrowed. “Might be an odd way to set our future but we could always change our minds after.”

 >>>>>>>>>>The way he says <our> future has the butterflies in your stomach flying all over. “What way?” You ask, your eyes set on him.

 Eddie pulls his bag closer to him and starts looking for something inside it. “Found it.” He pulls out a red, 20-sided dice.

 “I'm not even surprised,” you say with a giggle.

 “We could throw it. And let's say... One to six, we stay in Hawkins.” He starts, and as odd as it sounds, it makes you smile. This is so like him, and it reminds you of everything that made you fall in love with him. “Seven to 12 is Santa Monica, and thirteen to eighteen, we come here to Lenore Hills.”

 “What about nineteen and twenty?”

 “You throw again.” He simply says.

 Biting your lip, you look down at the dice, taking it from his hand. “Let's get closer to the water.” Getting up, you both walk towards the ocean, holding hands. “Whatever number comes up... You'd go with me?” The questions come out with a touch of fear. What if he doesn't want to leave Hawkins, and your relationship is set on where you want to go?

 “Absolutely.” He says, making you breathe out in relief. “It's you and me.” When you stop, Eddie looks down at you, a hand caressing your face softy. “I mean, unless you grow tired of a Freak in your life.”

 Chuckling, you shake your head. “Nah. What would I do without your freakiness all over my life, Munson?” He smiles. “So let's do this...” You say, looking at the dice.

 “Let's do this... And after our graduation, our life can finally start.”

 Nodding, you tiptoe, your foreheads touching. “Alright... I'll let it fall... And our future shall be set.” You put a note of drama on the last part.

 “It shall be,” Eddie repeats, and as he kisses you, long, lovingly, and passionately, you let the dice fall.

 Nothing matters for that moment. Hawkins, Santa Monica, Lenora Hills... It's just you and Eddie, and the kiss that you want to taste for the rest of your days. When you pull away to breathe, a smile on both your lips, you take a deep breath before looking down at the dice.

 Gasping, you can't help but smile. “Well, we won't have to throw again.” He says, and you nod.

 “Our forever starts now.”

Taglist: @multific @lovesanimals0000

[quirkle2]

PLEASE PLEASE TALK ABOUT THE LEGENDS ARCEUS AU I'M SO NORMAL ABOUT IT <- LYING I AM NOT NORMAL

HI WE'LL BOTH BE NORMAL TOGETHER

(uhm warning for injury/blood/whump, parental death, uhhhhhhhhh fire? a lot happens (also idk if the read more thing has been fixed so let's pray. i refuse to smack these long ass paragraphs in front of innocent bystanders (this is so long. im so sorry)))

ok so reigen is the professor of the galaxy expedition team and u may be wondering how he got that job: lying :)! he claims he knows everything abt pokemon and that he's been studying them his whole life when in reality he's not even totally sure how many pkmn types there are. granted, the rest of the team doesn't either, so his ability to bluff himself out of any given situation is massively helped by their cluelessness

he just wants to sleep in a bed with blankets and eat food to survive and lying into the professor position was the quickest way he saw to get there. he'd been wandering in the wilderness for a while since coming to hisui before that and it kinda sucked. bro just wants a house in this crippling economy

mob n ritsu were originally from another village! they don't meet reigen until mob is 9 (ritsu 8). there's no powers in this au but mob's whole shtick is that he takes the,, extreme pacifist route i guess? he thinks pokemon r to be respected and loved and Not Bothered and he's against the use of pokeballs to store them and commanding them to battle each other, etc. essentially if he were in a modern era he'd think the way present-time people treat pkmn is, for the most part, cruel

anyway their hometown gets attacked by pkmn and the village is destroyed. their parents die protecting them, so 9-year-old mob was left to fend for himself n his little brother alone. they travel together kinda aimlessly for 7ish months until they get remarkably (unknowingly) close to jubilife village and come across that giant fuckin rapidash before the bridge

it's their first alpha pkmn encounter. neither of them have pkmn to defend themselves with (mob's reason: he ain't like that. ritsu's reason: He Is Eight and Scared). mob has always been able to empathize w pkmn a lot and sorta get a read on what they're thinking, so the vibes comin off that rapidash were rancid and he was worried abt it. mob has never been afraid of pkmn, not even the rly big and scary looking ones. so he approaches it with the intention of calming it down, seeing what's hurting it. he makes ritsu stay back in case things go bad

he's kicked in the head. if u forgot how big that rapidash is just google it. the hooves r the size of ur player character's head and ur player character is like 15. mob is 9. the fact that he doesn't die immediately upon impact is a miracle. the fact that he survives longer than 5 seconds after the fact is basically divine intervention

the doodle i made in the top left corner of ritsu screaming is this ^ encounter. he watches it happen, and then watches in horror more as the rapidash panics at ritsu's scream and rolls a flame wheel over his brother's limp form. ritsu manages to dive for him and run, but the kid is thoroughly terrified and traumatized

i'll spare u the horrid bits but long story short ritsu finds a cave to settle in and while he's rly inexperienced with medical treatment he does his best. his best isn't very good in the grand scheme of things but him being 8 is a pretty damn good excuse. he camps out there for Three Whole Days waiting for his brother to wake up or respond to literally anything but it isn't happening and the longer this goes on for the more terrified ritsu gets

mob's taught him how to survive pretty well all things considered, but ritsu is a lot more worried abt mob than taking care of himself and he ends up neglecting his own needs pretty fiercely. he feels too sick w guilt/fear to eat. he tries to stay up as long as he can in case mob stirs. by the end of it he's pretty worse for wear too

reigen finds them while out in the field doing research (wasting time). he sees a little kid half stuck in a bush looking for berries and when reigen tries to get his attention ritsu, who is extremely on edge and sleep deprived and scared, just straight up screams at him. reigen sees his dirty clothes and skinny arms and flushed face (fever. definitely fever) and alarm bells ring in his head to not let the kid go no matter what cuz he Will lose him otherwise

once ritsu gets his bearings and realizes this is a human (first one other than mob he's seen in forever) and not a pokemon coming to kill him he starts crying to him abt his brother and reigen feels his heart drop to his stomach bc if This kid is worried about a brother who is supposedly worse off,,, dear god

ritsu leads reigen to mob. the dressings around his arm where he was burnt are completely incorrect and most definitely horribly infected and ritsu didn't rly do Anything for the head injury other than clean the blood away bc well. again. he's 8. idek if eight year olds know what concussions are

reigen BOOKS it back to jubilife faster than he's ever ran and halfway through he realizes ritsu has passed out in his arms too (kid's probably exhausted beyond belief. reigen has no idea how long they've been like this but he guesses a while) everybody in the village is kinda horrified when the professor comes back with two hurt kids, one of which is on death's door. the medical team there does everything they can

it takes a while for mob to wake up, but thankfully he does in the end. reigen finds out thru ritsu that they've been alone for "a long time" (ritsu doesn't know. doesn't rly remember. reigen asks mob when he wakes up and mob says he stopped counting somewhere after day 140)

even though mob still isn't quite back to his old self and is still generally confused and Slightly Off, the doctors say he'll be okay after a few weeks and reigen has unintentionally gotten very attached to these kids. ritsu had told him their parents died during the attack on their village. they have nowhere else to go, and like hell is Any member of this village gonna be happy with simply throwing them out into the wilderness again. so reigen takes them in

anyway that's how they meet <3 GVEYAI mob is back to his normal self (the occasional Moment of Confusion comes around from the brain injury, but they taper off after a while) and reigen is very much surprised to see that mob, as ritsu has described to him, still very much loves every pkmn he comes across. he gets a bit nervous around rapidashes in particular, but other than that, mob is still just as caring and just as respectful as ritsu described him to be. ritsu is scared of bigger pkmn like any other kid is. mob is an exception, even after that experience.

reigen waits about a year so that they have time to settle and recover (and so that he has time to observe), and then he gives them each a pokemon. this might seem odd, but mob has never expressed any ill will toward Any pkmn, and ritsu still smiles at the smaller ones

he gives them a choice between the pla starters that have been hanging around his office. mob picks cyndaquil and names her cindy. ritsu picks rowlet and doesn't name him at all (this gives reigen pause, but ritsu seems to have a new fire in his eyes, so he brushes the worry away)

when they're of age (mob waits for ritsu to reach 13. they do everything together) they both join the survery corps, and mob ends up becoming reigen's assistant :]! reigen is admittedly a little worried abt this development, about his kids going out into the wild, but they both seem ready for it (ritsu seems ... a little Too ready for it considering his past) so he relents

mob has made his opinions about pkmn clear, especially to reigen, and reigen has ended up adopting some of his ideals since he met him bc they,, well thwy sound reasonable. they sound nice. mob doesn't ever put cindy in a pokeball, and cindy had never once been in a battle other than play fights with rowlet. mob treats cindy like any other normal pet, like a friend. he looks at those boxes of pokeballs in reigen's office with a frown. he finds the idea of fighting pkmn in the wild for sport despicable. he openly scratches out the pokedex tasks like "defeat 10 times" with disdain. reigen starts seeing another world that he never rly considered before, with mob

this is where reigen senses some,,, tension, between the boys. ritsu evolves his rowlet into a dartrix remarkably quickly since joining the survey corps, and not even a few weeks later he's a got decidueye on his side. ritsu catches pokemon left and right and if they're "not strong enough" he keeps them in pokeballs until he remembers they exist again. he works on building a team with no weaknesses, or as few weaknesses as possible. bro invents competitive pkmn

obviously, mob sees this and ,,, doesn't like it. he doesn't like how Distant ritsu is with his pokemon, with creatures that he wholeheartedly believes should be treated as friends or family. he doesn't name any of them, he spends nearly all his earned money from the survey corps on items that boost their strength, but almost no money toward items for comfort, or even treats, or toys. ritsu treats his team like they're tools. the relationship between ritsu and his pkmn is,, strained. mob can sense they aren't nearly as happy as they could be

but mob knows that he can't just,, police ritsu on how he should handle his own pokemon. he may not agree with how ritsu approaches the subject, or with how ritsu's first instinct for anything pkmn is usually "fight it," but mob knows ritsu Does like pkmn. ritsu's never hated pkmn, he's just,,, scared of them, sometimes. he thinks maybe this is his way of making himself feel protected. mob doesn't like the idea of taking that away from him, no matter how much seeing ritsu refrain from giving his team a break grinds on his soul

little does he know, ritsu's strictness with his pkmn isn't born out of a fear for himself at all. he's building a dependable team to protect his brother. that's the whole reason he's doing this, the whole reason he didn't name rowlet when he first got him. ritsu knew that if he were to do this, he couldn't get attached to them, bc losing pokemon in fights is a very real possibility. it's been drilled into each and every one of his pkmn's heads that they r to protect mob at all costs. if there's a repeat of That incident, ritsu doesn't think he can handle it (>:])

WOW THIS IS ALREADY SO LONG i haven't even gotten to the kleavor part yet. fuck. if ur still reading this can i have ur hand in marriage /silly

OKAY SO . The Game's Plot comes in, finally. took long enough. reigen starts getting reports of frenzied nobles and he's most worried abt kleavor bc it's rather close to them, and the village could very well be in danger if kleavor decides to say fuck you in particular. so reigen goes Hey This is an Actual Threat That Needs My Attention I Have to be Competent For a Sec and spends the next few weeks tirelessly searching for an answer for this kleavor. some of the staff have already gotten mauled by it. reigen cannot ignore this and put it on somebody else like he usually does

the whole town is getting antsy, and mob most definitely notices. ritsu's jumpy all the time anymore, like he expects kleavor to rampage through the streets any second now. reigen looks tired and worn down, and he's been coming home later and later. mob watches as reigen makes plans to use force against kleavor with a sour taste in his mouth. he tries to tell reigen that force isn't the answer here. reigen, bless him, doesn't know how to tell a kid that friendship and rainbows isn't always the answer

after another week or so, mob's had enough. they've gotten nowhere closer to calming kleavor and more people have gotten injured, so mob quietly writes a note and leaves it on his bed, makes sure he doesn't wake up ritsu or cindy, and leaves the house before reigen comes home. he sneaks out over the fence so the guards at the gate don't catch him. he sets off to go see kleavor

he fully and truly believes that force is not the answer. he fully and truly believes that if he goes up to kleavor with no pokemon to fight it with, no weapons or spears pointed at it, and just a calm voice and peaceful demeanor, kleavor will see there is no danger. the galaxy team's previous attempts have all centered around violence and scare tactics. nobody has recently come up to its territory without posing a threat. mob genuinely just thinks that kleavor needs calm

reigen finds the note. freaks the fuck out. immediately rounds up every person in the village that's capable of fighting and they march out of the village to save a kid who's in way over his head. reigen makes ritsu Promise him that he will not leave the village. he can see it in ritsu's eyes, the way he wants nothing more than the come with them, but reigen gives the argument that ritsu is their strongest soldier back home and they still need to protect the village from anything else while everybody's gone. it takes all of ritsu's self-control to not go against him (he's fully set on coming with them until reigen Grips him by the arms and says "i can't lose both of you.")

mob's plan does end up working in the end, but not quite perfectly and not at all in a good way. he steps into kleavor's territory and has it calm at first, but smth changes in kleavor's eyes and whatever Force that's corrupting it surges and kleavor snaps.

mob gets Fucked Up by that thing. sliced and thrown and clawed until he can barely stand up to run away, but it's the last blow that matters. kleavor comes down on him with a chop right to his middle and everything stops. there's a sizeable gash that cuts through mob's side horizontally and kleavor's axe is stuck in the flesh there, but once mob isn't moving anymore and nothing is making kleavor afraid, the fog in its brain clears and it sees what it's done

it also sees that mob is still awake, and despite everything kleavor did to him, he's still looking at it like he knows its capacity for gentleness. even through the pain mob looks at kleavor like he Knows this isn't what it's rly like. and as soon as mob sees the light return to kleavor's eyes he smiles, blood gurgling in his throat

kleavor hears shouts from the forest, sees torchlight and panicked yells for mob. it doesn't know what to do, don't like what it sees, what it Did to this poor kid. it winces when it has to slide its axe out from the gash in mob's side—the squelch it makes and the Noise mob lets out is the last thing kleavor needs to book it

u can only imagine how fuckin hysterical reigen feels when he sees mob on the ground like that. they brought half of the medical team just in case and reigen is rly glad they did bc if they didn't there's a good chance mob would've bled out right there within a few minutes.

he's in rly rly bad shape and is barely conscious by the time reigen grabs his face and tells him itll be okay. they bring him back to the village at record pace and every minute they take he looks paler. reigen is so scared the kid's going to die in his arms before they even get there

when they get to the gates someone from the medical team takes him from reigen's arms. reigen hears ritsu scream. the kid's shoving people away who're trying to comfort him and beelining his way to mob, but reigen catches him before he can fully see the damage bc he does Not want that bloody mess to be in ritsu's nightmares for the rest of his life

ritsu fights him and pushes him and shoves him away, screaming that he just wants to see his brother, but reigen holds him back and he ends up pulling ritsu close when the kid loses steam and just starts sobbing into his chest

to ritsu, he's failed again. to reigen, he's failed them both. to mob, despite holding onto the living world by a thread, he succeeded.

anyway that's the story so far VGEAYVUA I HAVEN'T .. FIGURED OUT TERU YET. or dimple. i know the gist of i how i want teru and mob's meeting to go tho. teru is just like ritsu but like . Worse when it comes to pokemon. uses them as tools and doesn't even rly think of them as sentient at all. until he meets mob that is :]

i'm thinkin he's the warden of sneasler! and yaknow what, just for shits n giggles and bc i love ingo too much to get rid of him, what if ingo is teru's unofficial teacher. what if. wouldn't that be fuckin hilarious and completely ruin any sense of consistency here. what if (it's happening)

i'm also pretty set on making dimple one of the wisps from the spiritomb quest that ends up following mob around. that's fitting i think

[brutalitybunny]

datz and 7 or 8 for the ask thing

HELL yeah

7; pre-canon headcanon

god just one? just one? well i say that...but i'm actually kind of weak on datz pre-canon ... obviously he was in the mountains! but how did he and dhurke MEET? what's the "ex military" if khura'in was, LAST I REMEMBER, pretty distinctly Not A Militarized Country? well, but maybe ga'ran just like, ate the military. well anyway. i do really like the headcanon of him and dhurke meeting bc dhurke was the only one who would Give Him a Fucking Chance and defend him in court...

well i was talking w my friend charlie about this last night, but i think datz (age 23, freak, unmedicated) was very staunchly "i would never willingly raise a kid" like i think he was Not Into It. it's a little projection on my part, but babies are so STICKY and you cant hardly do anything with 'em and you have to be SO careful 'cause you have no idea what they'll remember, or find funny, or get scared and hate you forever, like it's just so much! nope. no kids for him. yuty's a cutie and all but datz'll wait til he can speak to become the Cool Uncle, you know!

And Then It All Happened. but i just like it... the datz who so proudly announces he'd never be a homebody he'd never Settle Down with someone he doesn't like kids he's a free man! and then cut to one warm night in a ramshackle hut and he's rocking aj to sleep soooo gentles so gentles. and dhurke's just looking at him.. :)

8; post-canon headcanon

i adamantly refuse to think of a datz that Stops Rebelling after "it all gets fixed yay" bc no it doesnt ok. no it doesnt. u know this we all know this..that's not how societal change works. it's ga'ran loyalists it's revisionist history it's fighting for dhurke's legacy until the day datz Also drops dead. BUT

i really really like to think of datz "taking over" the defiant dragons and it becoming more of a political. organization. Social support thing. you know. community care... programs.. YOU KNOW... But really.. my big thought, which i might have talked about, is the datz who ends up running daycare for all the rebel kids HELPP

LIKE "apollo is the only lawyer in khura'in" U can die i know damn well a lot of former dragons would love to go back to having A Job and stuff. and it leaves them with nowhere for their kids to go. and datz is like ... well shit i'll watch 'em! and it's like. Fucking day camp but led by an unhinged mountain uncle. it'd be great. IT'D BE GREAT. it's so important to me. of course some of the ex dragons are like, datz i love you, i'm not leaving you in charge of my kids even if i died. but i think he has a lot of respect in the community...besides if he's keeping track of like, 20 kids, then there's no way he can get ALL of them in trouble. maybe like 5. and then the rest can go get help. FOOLPROOF PLAN.

[alumbianchronicler]

EctoberHaunt 2023 - Oct. 5

Magic - Haunt

Warnings: some implied relationship abuse, is resolved

Crossover: n/a

A short, little bit lighter, piece

Summary:

I am a blob ghost, and this house is my Haunt.

... what do you mean you just moved in, human?

~~~

It's a blob-eat-blob world.  When you exist at the bottom of an ecosystem, and are the approximate size and tastiness of a chicken, you either adapt and survive, or you face your End by someone else's fangs.

I float here, surveying my Haunt, prepared to defend it to the End.

Can't die if you're not alive, but you can End.  And I'll End anyblob who dares to try and mess with me.

This house is mine, and no one will be allowed entry without my permission.

...

Hey!  

What do you think you're doing?!

You can't just... open the door and walk in!

Hsssssss

Fine.

I suppose you can stay.  For now.  But I'll have you know that these boards?  This one right here especially?  This is my creaky board, and you had better not step on it.

Hah!

You stepped right over it.  You didn't even get to hear how nicely it creaks.  Maybe if you're a polite guest, I'll demonstrate for you later.

Hey, where are you going?!

I'm still talking to you!

Why are you just walking past me?

Oh.  You're hungry?

Well, I don't have any human food.  I would... probably share it if I did, because I am a good and gracious host, magnanimous in my rule and a benevolent dictator over...

Oh hey, there is food in the fridge?  Ooooooh, you brought it back with you.  That's good, that you have something to eat.  This Haunt of mine, it had nothing to eat in it for a long time, and now it has me.

Not that I'm something to eat!

Wait, no!

Hey!

Don't you dare get closer!

Don't...!!

Oh.  You uh... walked right through me.  Right.  I forgot humans could do that.

That... probably means you can't see me, either.  Or hear me.

... oops.

Well, I suppose since you can't hear, see, or touch me, that we may Haunt this house together.  I can have my favorite creaky board, and you can have your... uh... your pizza.

I might have to steal a piece of that from the fridge later.

I'll let you step on the creaky board in return.

Deal?

Deal.

Hello?

I'm... kinda tired, so I'm gonna go up to the attic.  Don't worry about me, I'll be back down for the pizza later.

.

Are you awake human?

I... can't tell if you're asleep or just laying there with your eyes closed.  Eyelids confuse me.  Why do you need them?  You can't see when they're closed.  Doesn't that make you feel vulnerable?

Anyway, I'm going to the kitchen to steal your pizza.  Say nothing if you're ok with that.

...

Human.

Awesome.

.

Human!

Hey!

Where are you going every day?

It doesn't seem like it's very nice, you always come back tired and your energy's all... sad.

Don't get me wrong, it tastes good!  And I'm sure it feels better for you to have it absorbed away from you.

You humans, you're really bad at cleaning yourselves, you know that?  Always having bits of unprocessed emotions and other people's opinions hanging off of you.

This Haunt is mine.

It's a good thing you have me here, huh?

.

You hear that?!  MINE.

I will not tolerate interlopers, especially ones that make My Human feel bad!

Hey!

You can't hear me, but I'm gonna get my point across anyway! 

Don't you dare yell at them!

Ha!  Take that!  That's right, the lightbulb burst and the TV turned on and I threw a book at you so you know I'm here and I don't want you here and I'm gonna push all sorts of Get Out emotions until you leave my human alone!

Yeah, that's right, you better run. 

We make a pretty great team, right human?

Human. 

Human? 

Hey, you don't have to keep crying.

Are you ok?  I chased that guy off for us.  He had some really nasty emotions that felt bad, but I got him, and you don't have to worry about him anymore.

You've been feeling better lately, human.

I... I'm kinda tired, though, so I'm just going to... sleep right here with you.  Just... just in case he comes back..

.

I'm glad for that.

Your emotions are bubbly and light, and they make me feel bubbly after I clean them off.

I've scared off a few other blobs who stuck their ectoplasm into our Haunt.

I think some were formed from that human I chased off.  They were heavy with their forming emotions, and I didn't like them.

Hey human.

But they've been coming less often lately, and I don't think he's going to bother us again.

.

What's that you have there?

I... don't think I've seen one of these anymore.

Oh.

You're... talking to me?

You know I'm here?!

Aaaaa ok ok I'm listening.

You want me to... just... touch the little... Oh.  It moves.

And... you hold the other side, and I can move it!  Ah!

AHAHAHA I can move the little piece of wood with you!

It's over here!

Now it's going over... what?

Oh, you want me to answer questions.

I can do that.

Why?

Why what?

...

Why did I throw things at the other Human?

Because...

He hurt you.

Human.

Oh, Human, I'm sorry, please don't cry.  Oh, they're good tears.  I see.

Well.

I... will keep you safe, ok, human?

We can Haunt this house together.

[swordsovereign]

ok so i said id write about seofon being an eternal and not being a tailor or pastry chef so here we go

there was in fact a time where he did do these things- rather, a young boy named basilio lived happily with his mother and father in a quiet little town, he learned how to sew from his father and how to cook from his mother, and things were fantastic, until they went to shit,

and by went to shit, i mean the town was raided and went up in flames and his parents were killed, and this is how basilio realized he had some really funky powers, because to defend himself, he put his hands up and suddenly he had a sword that looked just like the one his attacker had,

and then he made his first kill in self defense. after that, he wandered and learned how to actually use swords and closed himself off from others, because he was so scared of connecting to people only to have them die- and also he just decided "hey i'll just pick a new name eventually" because as far as he could mentally handle, basilio died with his parents. oh, and he also learned that the world sucked ass and he really wanted to fix it, so his new quest was to be a hero of justice!

but it's not like he lost any of his other skills, he had to make himself a cool hero outfit and also he had to feed himself often, because he never stayed in one place for long (and somehow he was doing all of this in his early teen years) so he made himself a cool hero coat at least and got some armor and renamed himself "seofon" and somehow learned that the reason he could do such superhuman things was because he was able to access a fun thing called the boundary, which basically made him a god.

he'd later figure out there were other people like him! and he didn't have to be alone, and he could have another family and it would be ok! (ish, because he is always a little paranoid that this good thing he has will turn to dust in his hands) also he met the captain, a singularity, who he fell head over heels for- he just doesn't know how to say it!

tldr is seofon doesn't work as a tailor or a baker because he's supremely traumatized and in his formative years he learned that if someone didn't do something, things were just going to continue to be shitty and people would continue to be hurt and so he had to be (archer EMIYA vc) a hero of justice