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rikiislvr · 9 months ago

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💜party (2) - nishimura riki

read part one first (or not! it won’t really effect the story TOO much but i’ll still recommend)

@ to remind @riksaes ! <3

niki held the door open for you to go inside the slightly empty restaurant, “wow? gentlemen for once hm?” you giggled and he just shook his head with a slight smile.

“i don’t know what this look you have on me but, it’s not true.” he followed behind you, you just stared at him, he furrowed his eyebrows at your ‘answer’ and licked his lips out of awkwardness.

you two got your seat at a mini booth, the waiter taking your orders, leaving you and niki in a empty restaurant in front of each other.

“so.” he says to you and you turned from the window to look at him, “why do you hate me so much? besides the fact of how i act in school?” he asks.

“you surround yourself around the wrong people, and they influence you. i truly believe you are a civil human if you aren’t around the people you are.” you say, niki listens to your words carefully,

“jake?” he asked, “no! jake’s not too bad. i’m talking about.. the others.”

he nods with a low ‘ahh’. “i see.” he says and you just stared at him. “well. i don’t hate you.” he smiled, you furrowed your eyebrows before a giggle slipped out, making him chuckle.

“really? why not? what if im horrible?” you rest your hand on your palm, “because i’ve been noticing you more often. you seem so—“ he cut himself off,

“soo?” you push him, “so sweet. you’re nice to everyone and you stay in your zone. really good at kicking a damn ball, which i don’t understand— soccer is so hard..” he shook his head.

“basketball is hard? soccer is just running and kicking?!” you defend your sport and he scoffed, “nah. basketballs ways easy, just run— and shoot the ball!” he smiled, as if it was that easy.

“whatever.” you turn to the window and giggled to yourself, niki began to realize how much he liked staring at you, you were truly so so beautiful and he wondered if you knew that.

he cleared his throat to prepare himself for what he was gonna do, he lifted his arm and grabbed your chin softly, turning it back to him, your eyes widened and stared at him, “oh..” you shift in your seat.

“you’re really pretty, did you know?” he asked you, you were taken back on the sudden compliment, but you.. surprisingly weren’t complaining. “thank you niki.” you shot him a smile, and he swore he felt his heart melt.

see— many girls liked niki. it was normal. he didn’t like to admit that but it was true, he walked a foot into school and suddenly has like 100 girls on his ass asking for his number or something.

and he tried giving some of try, taking them on dates but he just.. didn’t feel the spark. not because they weren’t his type, he doesn’t even have one. they just weren’t the one for him.

and he really believed in love and soulmates, he just had to find his.

so when he felt that spark when you smiled at him, he knew something. it’s something he never felt before anyways. he’s always had his eye on you, he just didn’t wanna bother you with his popularity.

because once you’re seen with niki, you’re stuck to his name.

before you could open your mouth to say anything the waiter came over with your pancakes, you cut yourself off with a nervous chuckle as you two thanked her and began to eat.

niki loves pancakes, he immediately cut into them and shoved some in his mouth, his cheeks stuffed as he has syrup in the corner of his mouth.

“dude! you look so cool 24/7 but as soon as you eat pancakes you look like a baby.” you giggled and reached over and wiped his lip with a napkin, he stuffed back a chuckled since his mouth was full.

you giggled and began to your pancakes as you two shared a comforting silence, just the sound of the forks hitting the plates softly, you checked your phone, it was 1am.

“we should hurry.. it’s really late and i’m supposed to be staying over at karina’s.” you say, niki couldn’t speak so he just nod and continued chewing.

you two finished eating and niki paid for you, and you two were back to walking on the silent quiet rodes as he was walking you to karina’s first.

“thanks for paying for me.” you break the silence as you two finally arrived at karina’s house, he just nods softly staring at you, maybe he wasn’t so bad. when he isn’t trying to show off 24/7.

you cleared your throat. what now? do you just.. walk away or?

i guess so. you dipped your head and began to turn until niki grabbed your arm making you stop, “i really hope this isn’t our last time hanging out like this. i enjoy your presence more than i could admit.” he chuckled looking down at the floor.

you tilt your head, “yeah.. me too.” you smiled, you two just stared at each other, not wanting this night to end yet. not knowing what to say, scared if one of you said the wrong thing, the whole night would be over too soon.

niki felt his heart beating, he stared into your beautiful eyes, and this next move was straight out of nervousness.

he lifted his hands to cup your face, you jumped a little but, you let him. you wanted him too.

you melted in his touch, and he smiled at you. “goodnight, y/n.” he whispered as he continued to stare at you, small smile and his hands cupping your face.

“goodnight niki.” you blink slowly, he chuckled softly before slowly letting go, and began to take small steps backwards until he was fully turned around and down the street.

you stood there and watched him, you could still feel the warmth of his hands on your face.

you couldn’t believe you basically went on a date with one of the most popular kids at school. you just hoped it wasn’t the end, which it wouldn’t be.

maybe you’ll ditch parties more often hm?

a/n: this is so cute ok wtf. hope u liked :)

tl: @certified-ni-ki-lover @noblub-4ulolz @yourmyst4r @vixialuvs @ni-ki-ismyluv @judeduartewannabe @soobs-things @en-chantedtomeetyou @definitelynotherr @heyniki @wntersm @geniejunn @pkjay @baevsxii @k1ttylvr

#enhypen #niki enhypen #nishimura riki #niki x reader #riki nishimura x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen niki #niki fluff #mae’s works —!

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tbmkit · 11 days ago

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A Deep Dive on "The End" of Las Nevadas

to start things off, this is my own interpretation of his dialogue. i explained how i feel about the stream here in this post. going off of that, i am going to break down the way quackity (who, for clarification sake i'll just refer to as alex) interpreted him. this is gonna get into random theories and probably get like, a little personal and im going to sound crazy but im also autistic and super invested with a bunch of free time... but i think the whole way this stream was carried out had a double meaning to it, and i will examine it here. not proofread, we 're going in raw. so, let's begin with...

Section 1: The Different Personalities of the Quackities

for starters, i want to examine the personalities of each character. obviously, im not taking much (aside from a few bits) into account from the other streams. this was all carefully crafted in one stream to get each persona down, rather than on-the-fly acting. each one has a sort of "archetype" to dissect.

q!quackity, who is quiet, reserved, skittish - yet smart and observant. he uses longer words, and spends more time observing the conversations, then jumping in for the "kill"

k!quackity, who is battered from the betrayal hes gone through, he feels hurt yet he doesnt feel anger. its internalized, he doesnt trust the others, however he mentions that they need to build trust to get out of the "cube"

ln!quackity, who is extroverted, boisterous, the physical incarnate of a bruised ego. he holds his head high not realizing his neck is always exposed, ready for someone to rip him to shreds if they hit the right vein. he's an asshole, making fun of the others, holds himself proudly on his achievements. but he's the only one that cries. q!quackity is anxious, but he doesn't cry. ln!quackity does.

and... alex. a self-proclaimed introvert, who is kind and observant, who forces himself to get out of his comfort zone, something he called a "finish line." a writer, a director, someone who loves telling stories. and this one, happens to be a story of different personas of his, with one being killed off.

and with that, we get into the topic of what i believe the stream represents. if you'll join me for a long read, i think this stream represents his growth as a person and a content creator, in a very extreme and especially vulnerable way.

Section 2: Pre-Quackities Dialogue

an interesting point about ln!quackity is that his dialogue is very turbulent. he goes from being confident to anxious and scared in a moment's notice.

from...

Slime! Was this you? Did you do this? I didn't mean to do this- the the.. I wasn't… malfunction! An explosive went off! I don't know where I am! I might've done some [stupid] stuff, but it's not- it's not fair to pin it on me. You saw it- you saw it- you saw what everyone did to me…

at first, he's very confused. a topic he brings up later is how he always wins, or rather how the house always wins. he succeeded in killing himself, thus the surprise. he didn't really mean to succeed, he thought he'd fail just like all the other times. that's what he's used to.

then...

I don't know who you are, and you certainly don't know who I am either. […] If you have any answers for me, just let me know, please. Alright fine- whoever put me here, get me out! Or just kill me! That was the point of what I was trying to do!

his ego pops in - "you certainly don't know who i am either" weighing his importance. he can't die, he's just so vital for his country. his carefully crafted country. but he can't stand not knowing what actually happened - did he finally succeed? for once in his entire life? no, surely not. he wants to get out - he didn't really mean to kill himself. just one more chance, he wants. but if he can't have one more chance, he just wants it to be over. either keep fighting and fighting or finally give up, even if you just succeeded for the first time in your life.

finally to...

We can make a deal, alright? Let's do a little bit of gambling, let's make a deal! […] You let me out of here, I… do you want me to do good deeds? I'll do good deeds! […] I'll do it, just let me go… just give me a sign…

"ha! gambling, casinos, money! that's my personality! you guys know me, mr. casino man! ring any bells yet?? you guys know that's what i'm all about!" he cries. that's where his power is held - material possessions, easy wins, his comfort zone. something he can easily control. he tries to paint himself as a "better" version of himself by offering his material possessions, anything to save his ass. something he can live without, something he's comfortable losing because he'll just gain it back double in the end.

Section 3: Pre-Monologue

the first thing ln!quackity says to k!quackity - apart from being taken aback by being called a gringo - is

A foreigner?! Where are you from?

now this might come off as one of the farther reaches in this post, but i feel like this was mean to represent ("this" as in, the way ln!quackity treats k!quackity as a whole) the switch to spanish content that alex did. i feel like ln!quackity is very offput by k!quackity because it was a hard switch for alex to make, given how people in the public - and in private - treated this switch. throughout the stream, ln!quackity treats k!quackity with ambivalence - not with hatred or disgust, but also with an underlying fearful tone - as he does not understand him when he speaks spanish. however, ln!quackity does speak spanish. he spoke spanish all the time. hell, the casino is called el palacio (which you can see on the signs inside), we got el rapids, mexican l'manburg, flirting with schlatt... this is just a front. he just doesn't want to communicate, even acknowledge him speaking to him. his ego gets in the way, not wanting to acknowledge this. q!quackity does not speak spanish, this was clear given the lore of qsmp with elquackity. however, ln!quackity is known as bilingual. so why would he try to hide that part of him? you tell me.

You see? I was also betrayed! And actually I was the one doing the torturing, but I have the better story here.

"hah look at me im so badass! who gives a fuck if you went through so much shit! i also did that shit but to someone else! that also kinda happened to me but who cares!" says the deeply traumatized individual who perpetuates a cycle of abuse.

Tone it fucking down. You don't know who you're speaking to.

he says this directly after being called out by the other two. he, again, deems himself as more important. he's the badass one, he's the one that is more "successful," he gets all the fame and credit. thus, when someone tries to tell him that he's full of shit, he immediately puts up his defenses - the ones he's been crafting for all his life, through the endless amount of trauma he's gone through. did he ever back down? show emotions? no, he hasn't. he's always just been a powerhouse. even when his friends and partners betrayed him, he used that to fuel his drive, not knock him down.

I win. That's my job. My job is to make people think they win. I'm a multimillionaire because I run an extremely successful casino business. I also am the president of the richest country in my world. But you know, the more success, the more people want to kill you. And if I'm here right now it's because they succeeded - although I do think the people responsible might be dead soon as well, because if I truly am dead, then they fucked up. So yeah I'm not worried about it at all. Just a bunch of cowards that stormed my casino, probably shot me, they'll get caught.

here he goes again, flaunting his achievements. whenever someone tries to wiggle through the cracks of his ego, he spits out the same recycled speech about his achievements. everyone wants him, everyone wants what he has. but does he truly want it all? is it to make up for what he had lost, or maybe it's to hide his emotions or his insecurities? will they all be drowned out by material possessions? "the more success, the more people want to kill you," so, himself, since that's who killed him in the end? with how much he's been gaining, does that mean that his will to live dwindled too as he got everything he ever wanted? but of course, this is all one big lie to cover up the fact that he was the one with a bounty on his own head.

Q!Quackity: If you are as successful as you say you are, I would imagine that you would already be on edge for someone trying to kill you. […] so how exactly did you inflict your own death?

bonus! with the context above, i feel like q!quackity picked up on his suicidal tendencies, and is thus asking, "hey, since you have it all and i kiiinda feel like we all killed ourselves here, and you said the more successful you are the more people wanna kill you, doesn't that mean you wanna kill yourself?"

Section 4: The Monologue

Fine. You wanna know how I got here? I fucking destroyed it all, I fucking did it. I fucking did it. I sat on my fucking throne and I lit it all on fire and it was fucking beautiful. You know why? Because you can't trust nobody. You can't fucking trust nobody. Alright… alright… I come from a world where you can't trust nobody. Your neighbour will backstab you for a piece of bread if he has to. There are no friends where I came from, okay? And people will sell you out in a fucking second. I tried it all, I tried politics, I tried businesses, and I never won. You know what made all those fail? You know what made every fucking attempt of mine fail? Trust! You can't trust people! They will kill you! So if I can't win, I did what I had to do.

the first half of the monologue is all about being betrayed. "how did i get here? / i destroyed it all / it was beautiful" for someone who prides himself in his material possessions, this doesn't feel like he'd be happy about getting rid of it all. his entire country, what he loved. las nevadas is his comfort zone. that's why he was confined to it, he never left, nobody entered, truly. sure he had some of his friends, but they betrayed him in the end. he ended up hurting them and they left, or they hurt him regardless.

this is where alex comes into play. this monologue was intentional, this was raw and vulnerable. it represents ln!quackity, yes. but, underlying is alex throughout it all. it's not a hidden fact that he's had a lot of people that ended up betraying him, and others in his life as well. so many people took advantage of his trust and kindness. they wanted to commodify him, use his fame, get a bit of clout, get his money, all for themselves. ln!quackity didn't want to be on top of the world, he rose so high up that from below everything looks so small and lost sight of where he was. this represents the ego. it's so easy for your ego to get ahold of you, but when you're so high up, you get knocked down, all the way to your death...

I fabricated my wins, I created my own country, I built my circumstances. Me! Nobody else! Because nobody else thinks like I do! Nobody can! So there comes a point where it's over, at some point you fucking lose.

the aforementioned fall. las nevadas was his comfort - the only place where nothing could go wrong. everything went his way, and only his. the house always wins, it's his comfort zone. he crafted it himself. "nobody else thinks like i do / nobody can" represents his internal struggle. his insecurities that he had to build four walls and a roof over, hidden away from sight in a city of different buildings. he thinks hes the only one that feels this way, he doesnt think anyone can feel the amount of pain he does. life is a chore for ln!quackity, he chugs through it and never once could he rest. but, he finally got to. and now that he has it all... what else is there left? his insecurities and shame that he trapped himself in with all this time. he's forced to sit with them, ponder, grow attached to them yet still hide them from everyone. nobody can know how he feels, nobody can know what he thinks. he never opened up, he never got in touch with his emotions and thus

My partner, my great business partner… I built him, piece by piece, I gave him the personality that I wanted! He learned from me, he is who he is because of me! Yet he has the audacity to abandon me? To abandon what I built? To defy me? He called me a bad person and guess what? I am a bad person. And I'll fucking own it til the day I die. Everything gets destroyed, I'm not gonna wait for a fucking traitor to put me in my grave, that's my JOB. So yeah, I inflicted it, I'm here because of me. I'm here because of me, nobody else. *starts crying*

this is where it gets tricky. my personal interpretation that fits with the theme is that slime represents alex. ln!quackity - or rather, his ego - molded slime into what he is - a copy of ln!quackity. a hollow imitation of the ego. ln!quackity made slime into precisely that. he was a blank slate, he had so much power over him, and thus he finally had someone who could think like him, without the pain that ln!quackity felt because slime felt none. not until ln!quackity hurt him - his own ego hurt alex, in this sense. the fame, his career had hurt him.

"to abandon what i built / to defy me" taking a step back to keep your ego in check, to finally realize what matters in life, is an act of defiance. to humble yourself, to realize you're nothing more than a person that feels hurt by his environment (calling back to: "I might've done some [stupid] stuff, but it's not- it's not fair to pin it on me. You saw it- you saw it- you saw what everyone did to me…" which he said when he was alone, begging for his life, for a second chance to go back to where he felt safest) it was such a strong revelation that it made ln!quackity cry. finally, he could cry.

ln!quackity, in his own eyes, is perfect. he's what everyone wants to be. money, fame, achievements... but the moment he realizes hes hurt he comes back down from his pedestal. he's not the badass everyone wants him to be, he's not the king of the land, he's scared and sensitive. he just wants to be loved, but every time he is, he gets hurt. so why love when you can hurt? that's why he's so rude and abrasive. because why love when hurting is easier? hurting is the norm, hurting is comfort. las nevadas is a nation that encapsulates nothing but pain.

Where do you guys think you are? What is this to you, just a little game? Just a little more entertainment? Look around us, look at this, look at this sick joke, we're puppets! They think it's real! None of this is! And maybe that's the game, we just need to play it! Who's it gonna be, huh? What am I meant to do? How do I win today's game? I'm not gonna give these bastards a show, I want out!

obligatory "who do you think we're actually talking about here?" fourth wall-breaking segment. you should be able to piece it together here. ln!quackity doesn't want to be part of the show anymore - q!quackity and k!quackity run it now.

Section 5: Post-Monologue and Closing Thoughts

Oh my god, oh my god… Okay… I'm alive- I'm alive… I'm alive, I'm alive… What am I doing? What am I doing? Okay… I need to… I need to leave, I need to get out of here, I need to walk out, I need to walk out…

wait, ln!quackity is alive? he's not hurt? he's... alive? hm. that must've all been in his head. a near death experience, some divine intervention... maybe he does get a second shot! "i need to get out of here..." he wants to get out of the comfort zone, but... letting the ego out, where he's going to suffer? let ln!quackity, the character built on legacy, suffer in a place where he has nothing? the outside? where he wouldn't even dare to-

Slime: Looks like everything is running well. Yeah. Everything's going pretty… pretty great. Slime: You look so tired. I uh… yeah, yeah I uh, I am. Slime: I came back to see you one last time. I didn't like how we had to end. Yeah, no uh… I thought about it, no hard feelings and you know what… you were right actually, this time you taught me some valuable lessons. Slime: After I left, I learned a lot. More than I ever thought there was to know. From more people that I ever thought there were. That sounds great. Slime: I came here to say goodbye, Quackity. It felt… important. Where are you going? Are you going somewhere? Slime: I want to go see it, Quackity. Everything belong this land. I don't think I belong here anymore. Wow, yeah. You deserve it, wow… look at you. Traveling the world, I'm excited for you. Slime: I've learned all I can from this place, Quackity. I'm very excited to go. And maybe even now, someone or something can learn from me. Wow, well yeah. Stay uhm, stay safe man. And remember, don't trust too many people. Slime: Quackity, thank you for teaching me what it's like to be human. Yeah… thanks. Slime: Goodbye, Quackity from Las Nevadas.

he realizes the pain is what makes people alive. you can reconcile with it, you can embrace it, you can live with it. slime was confined to las nevadas for so long that he learned how to live. why can't ln!quackity? what makes slime different? ln!quackity has been immersed in nothing but pain and suffering... and k!quackity too! q!quackity! they are all fine, they can do amazing things, but... they have nothing. they lost it all, but why was ln!quackity the one that's stuck? why did he finally crack?

it's because they love. and slime, well, he loves the world. he loves learning, teaching about life. he has a passion, he wants to experience life. he wants to be free. ln!quackity never wanted to be free. he wanted a place to call his own. with slime leaving... he has las nevadas all to himself. everything he ever wanted, all the money in the world, yet he's alone. he was never loved, only used. it's just a hollow tomb. it was built as an homage to people he loved, but they never loved him. nor did he love himself. all it stands to be is just a reminder that ln!quackity will never be loved.

"you look... so tired." "yeah... i uh- i am."

he doesn't have to keep fighting. he doesn't have to keep relishing in pain. he's happy that slime is traveling the world, thanks to him. he took bits and pieces of ln!quackity - not everything - but just enough to keep his chin high. he is his own person, using the lessons that ln!quackity taught him. slime is ln!quackity's legacy. after the conversation with his other two selves, and with slime in the real world, he realized that in order for him to be at peace, he doesn't have to keep on hurting. the pain that he shared with slime, as the lessons he taught him, inspired slime to be his own person. the pain that ln!quackity went through is what made slime realize that he, too, is human. relishing in pain and not using that to keep going makes you a victim to your own surroundings. the pain becomes comfort, and you can never leave. it's nothing more than a tomb.

and thus, the final lines said are:

"quackity, thank you for teaching me what it's like to be human." "yeah... thanks"

slime taught him how to be human as well. and to be human is to not let pain consume you and to keep forward. make amends with it, keep it in your back pocket. those are memories, it's part of your legacy. but what the other quackities could do that ln!quackity couldn't, is remind themselves that they can be better.

q!quackity, though skittish in nature, is observant and uses his knowledge to get under ln!quackity's skin and finally make him snap and realize his emotions. q!quackity represents intellect, even if he is naïve at the same time.

k!quackity, just as smart as q!quackity, is a fighter. he is observant, but he doesn't use that as much to his advantage as he has strength to back him up. he is strong and he knows it, he can lead a revolution, he is strategical. less naïve than q!quackity, he's more cautious of the posing threat that ln!quackity is. q!quackity helps him as his first instinct, showing that the two work together in tandem naturally.

with both sides working together in harmony, where does ln!quackity come in? he represents arrogance, denial of his emotions, his bolstering ego... there is no room for that to grow as a person. he had to die. the room falls silent as he kills himself, no protests. and, q!quackity and k!quackity will make it out alive. they will be coming back. which shows that they do work together to get out. not by killing themselves, but allowing themselves the best parts of each other.

so, as a finale... what does this mean as a whole? i think, although alex really loves ln!quackity, i think this stream was meant to show his journey as a person. he has said he is very grateful for what he has and where he's gotten, and i think keeping yourself humble and counting your blessings is something that you have to grow into. when you're young, you do stupid mistakes. you're naïve, you trust too easily and people take advantage of that. at the end of the stream, ln!quackity says

"don't trust too many people"

as opposed to what he said earlier, talking about himself:

"you know what made all those fail? [...] trust! you can't trust people! they kill you!"

without letting people in, ln!quackity was his own demise. he never learned how to trust, how to love, and thus he could only die alone in the end. but, slime can. he will learn how to love, how to care for, and how to trust others. don't be naïve, but don't be alone, otherwise you will be your own demise in the end.

and thus, this stream was a way to show alex's journey as a person. he said that he was really counting his blessings and being thankful for everything in his life. he can't redo the past few years, but he can move forward with the lessons he learned. that's something he has been talking a lot about lately, and i think this was his own way of interpreting it through characters he loves so dearly. he had to kill off his pride to grow. moving on is the hardest part, and what's even harder is learning how to begin again after everything. but, at the end of the year and going into the next, he will face troubles. he will face challenges.

but he will grow and learn, as he is human, as we are human. we all feel pain, as well as love. we need to learn, we need to grow. and we cannot shy these away from each other - they need to balance each other out and work in unison, as they should.

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nova2kss · 2 years ago

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𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓼

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: on a beach trip you're "ex" bf gets upset watching you flirt with a worker on the ice cream bar, so he handled it.

𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲��𝓰𝓼: Eren x blackfem! reader

𝓬𝓾𝓶𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: jealous!Eren, eren being a little rough, chocking, hair pulling, some possessiveness, just a bit of spit play ( if you squint) cowgirl, backshots , collapsed back shots, lots of kissing , some dirty talk , petnames, cursing , lmk if i missed anything else

𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: this is my first time writing smut so excuse me if its badddd, not proofread at all sorry im lazy asf, i recommend reading in dark mode , other characters are included but not important, MDNI! support the blog :)

SASHA was grabbing you're arm to drag you towards the ice cream bar that she had been begging you to take her to it since yall had got to the beach.

"y/n pleaseeeeee" she asked again, you looked up at her through youre sunglasses to see her pleading puppy eyes.

" Sasha why wont you go its right there" you responded to her

" well i-" she was about to speak again before eren interrupted her

"Exactly stop trynna take away my girl"

"aht aht aht im not your girl anymore" you snapped at him quicly shutting him down before hopping up and grabbing your wallet and phone.

all while eren watched you dust sand off youre thighs and run your hair through your goddes braids that were hanging down your back, he examined you and watched them stop right below your ass which was currently out in the cotton crochet bikini you wore.

he shook his head at youre pettiness because there was no way in hell you were still mad about that stupid ass argument

you and him had got into an argument 2 days before you all had left for this trip, and he has tried to get in contact with you multiple times before you had left but you just weren't gonna let up.

you didnt even ride in the car with him on the way here, when everyone had parked at jeans house, you had decided to ride with sasha, ymir, and mikasa. while eren rode with connie, jean, armin, and onyankapon. the others rode with reiner and historia.

Eren was already upset that he hasnt talked to his girl in 2 days, but to see her laughing and flirting with the man at the ice cream bar even when sasha had already gotten hers, that really tipped the cake for him.

Eren watched you closely so he watched how you playfully punched his arm, he saw how hard you were laughing and it honestly pained him to watch you exchange numbers with him and when he had decided he had enough.

he would let you finish and enjoy the rest of your trip before he told you about yourself.

everyone had decided to have a little kickback at jeans house and you just so happened to sit next to eren

he tapped your thighs with 2 fingers while you were watching sasha, ymir, connie, and armin go at it in sorry

he motioned you to look at your phone to see you had a text from him

meet me in the guest bedroom in like 3 minutes

you nodded and continued on watching the game as eren got up

you carefully got up and told mika you would be back

when you walked in the room he was sitting on the side of the bed

you shut and locked the door and asked " whatd you need" attitude as clear as day because you still didn't wanna talk to this nigga

he turned and laid back on the headboard with a sigh and one leg on the bed and the other off

he had his hair tied in his signature bun with a couple of hair strains out and he was rolling a blunt

you couldnt even lie he looked hella good like that especially with no shirt on, but you had to stand your ground

"hellooo you not gone answer???" you asked him

he looked up at you with a chuckle

"come hea"

you walked to his side and sat by his leg, he put his freshly rolled blunt on the night stand next to the lamp, he looked like he was already high from a previous blunt but you weren't gonna question it.

" are you gonna tell me what you wan-" you were cut off by a tattooed hand warping around your neck, it made your breath hitch as he pulled you closer to his face with your lips inches away from his.

" why do you insist on playing with me mama, hmm?"

he tightened his hand around your throat and pulled you on top so you were straddling him

" why do you wanna make me mad baby?'

all you could do was whimper against his lips

"just tell me whats wrong" he breathed against your lips while titling his head

" i-i just t-think mhm" you couldn't even speak properly because of how eagerly he was sucking or your neck

he brung his face back up to yours before speaking again

" you thought laughing in his face wouldn't make me mad hmm?" he said as he brought his hand from your neck down to your lower back where the other rested

and as you were beginning to speak he slide them down to the plump skin of your ass and started to massage it

you rested your hands on his shoulders attempting to catch your breath, he looked at with his low red eyes licking his lips patiently waiting for you to speak

"i-i didn't do it to make you mad, i did it because i told you we weren't together so i can mess with anyone i want and you can to-"

once again you were cut off but with a slap to your ass that made you whimper and jump, you felt how hard he was from under you and it made you throb

he took one of his hands and rested it into your scalp before tightly gripping a handful of your braids and ass.

"mhmmhmm" you whined as you threw your head back

" come on, ride it."

you got up and planted your 2 feet on the sides of the bed, you waited for him to pull his pants down as you looked down at him

" im not helping you ma" he chuckled " put that shit in yo self" he continued making you groan before pulling down his sweats

he hand on no undergarments which made it even more easy access

it didnt spring up because of how heavy and thick it was

you picked up his dick and heard him hiss

with your free hand you slid your bikini bottoms to the side and rubbed his tip up and down your soaked slit which made you both moan

you rubbed his tip on your aching bud and both of your faces contorted into pleasure.

" fuckkk its so wet ma" you moaned in returned while placing your other hand on the head board, you continued to tease him since you figured you were in control

he yanked your hair before making you look at him " put that shit in cmon"

you listened to him and aligned the tip of his dick perfectly with your hole

you slid down on him slowly while hissing out

" mhmmm fuckkk papa" you yelped out while putting your other hand on the head board

you moved up slowly hearing him groan out and throw his head back

while only moving up and down on the tip to tease him, he moved both of his hands towards your hips and slammed you down to his base

you yelled out from the pain and pleasure you received from the unexpected move

you continued to bounce on him

the sounds of your sticky slick clapping on his muscular thighs were heavenly not to mention the moans coming from the both of you

you were panting out like a dog

eren grabed your throat and kissed you so hungrily muffling your moans

he was hitting all the right spots and was barely doing anything

he started to thrust up into you making you yelp out

" right there mama?"

"mhm hmm" you shook your head not wanting him to stop

" come on baby use your words"

" s-shittt, i- im gonna cum baby" was all you could say, the claps got heavier and louder as you were chasing your own climax which made eren stop and flip you towards the end of the bed

and now he was on top and in control.

eren turned you around and brung your hips up making you arch your back

"mhmm shittt" he groaned as he slide back in from behind

you were gripping the sheets and screaming into the bed

he grabbed the end of your braids and lifted your head up before gripping your neck from behind a

" thats right baby take that shit, tell them how good i make you f-feel fucckk"

he started to hit your spot and you had to stop yourself from screaming

" O-ohh my fuckk babyyyy" you dragged out to him while falling forward a bit

you didnt want him to stop but shit

"s'to muchhh"

" right there baby, mhm are you gonna cum for me?"

" FUCKK YESSSS' you shouted as he dragged your head back up to his tattooed chest

he lifted your head up before tonguing you down

" open your mouth" he panted out before letting his spit trickle into your mouth, he didn't give you a chance to swallow before he was back tonguing you

you moaned in his mouth as your body to spas and your creamy white substance was coating his dick from base to tip

he let go of your chin and groaned into the crook of your neck while you were still riding out your high.

you purposely lost your arch and let eren fall on top of you from behind

he was still slowly thrusting into your sensitive hole making both of you moan

" im gonna cum mama" he groaned into your head while kissing the outside

he grabbed your hand while kissing down to your neck

"cum inside mee"

" shit im cummingg, ahh fuckk"

you let him ride out his high into you while moaning out

" howd it feel?" you asked him once he was done while laughing

because clearly someone was already halfway asleep

he had cleaned you both up and changed the sheets while you were in the guess bathroom

"come hea" he motioned for you to come lay with him

" you still not my girl?" he asked you in a sarcastic manner

"oh my- shut the hell up" you both laughed while getting comfortable in the bed

and drifting off to sleep

sooooo did you guys like it??

reblog and comment pleaseee

idk i think i might do a part 2 lol

request are always opennn

#aot fandom #black writers #choso x black!reader #eren x black reader #onyankopon smut #connie springer #eren jeager smut #eren yaegar #eren fluff #eren x reader #plug!eren #armin arlet headcanons #eren headcanons #black reader #cancel white bitches #writers on tumblr #nova writes

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strab3rr · 2 months ago

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ive been thinking abt a week? to delete my account or my story but u know what idgaf anymore because its just gonna give those people more courage for accusing me of being a liar

oh u dont know what im talking bout rn how cute

I was in the hospital til 2 days ago. as a patient. and i believe this happened bc of some jealousy bitches (or im just bein a drama queen)

ik it sounds like im blaming someone but irl yes i do blame someone

in dog years i blame those bitches

last week? i dont even remember what the day

mom got sick again but its okay shes fine now and then i had a car crash🪩🤩🪩my phone died in the crash literally died i had to buy a new one do you guys have any idea abt how much are this things in my country i really dont care abt the money but be for real wtf actually

i answered all of your questions carefully and with kindness i tried to be there for you guys and the moment i tell you abt my success story i had an accident! um sir wtf am i really being dramatic rn? cause ive been thinking bout this for days and theres no other explanation even if there is i cant see

so here it goes,,, i was just chilling in my home and then i read a dm about a girl that she wants to get in her void and as always i explained how she can get in but she kept ask me about how to get in but like girl hellooo i literally told you how. r u kidding me is this a social experiment to evaluate my patience? and then i said to her that this is the only thing that she should do for getting into

she said, no you are lying it cant be like this! bla bla

i transformed to this cat at that moment this is real me now.

anyway at the end of that conversation she said that im lying, if any of these(my manifestation results) are true then i should show her bc she have "doubts🎀" aww for her doubts i should reveal my self in her home bc she have doubts🎀 i should transport there with my void and show her how to do it irl thats what she asked me no- thats what she commanded me to, she was like "do it" and i was like "what😃" i said no ofc what do u want me to say, ok lets do itt lets break my privacy togetherrr let me get in your void for you and again let me do make your dreams comes true yayyy itll be fun right😍😍😍

i dont even know what to say to that

maybe this?

u think im joking which ur right bc i am

but its kinda serious here buddy what should i say to you when u command me to get in your void for you, like how can i reject you and still be that kind sister for u?

anyway i said no to her and she said im a lair and i broke her heart with my selfishness(then i blocked her ofc)then i go out w my friends this is the part i got hit by a car😇

opened my eyes into the white light like im a mf drama movie character

while im in the hospital i thought i can delete my account and can get rid of this bad luck/shits once and for all but again its just gonna give those bitches courage and they think that they right

"loa is a cult and everyone is a liar bc they cant prove bla bla" dont u dare to blame me for your failure

you didn't got in AND you want me to do it for you???honey im sorry for your loss bc it seems like you just lost your dignity yeah we just buried it u missed such a precious moment🥲

and guess what i have nothing to prove you i literally dont have to prove anything to you. like for real. if you dont believe the story can u just move on please? bc i dont give a damn shit about your insecurities, your doubts and ur blablabla

its literally on you girl BC IT SUPPOSED TO BE YOUR MF REALITY? LIKE DO YOU REALLY NEED A MANUAL BOOK FOR THIS?

im sorry for being a bitter today but i really feel like this(bitter), so not sorry maybe😗

but i didn't mean it when i said idgaf to ur insecurities.. i do honey its just been a rough week and i dont know how to put my anger in to the words

it can be a evil eye 🧿 or i just might be a drama queen sooo.. again sorry(?) if anything offends u, i love you guys but its just so complicated here(my head) and i just dont know

and now im just being weird w all this nonsense

i should go now, i will return your dms asap just need some rest

loves, siena

#the void state #i am state #4d reality #pure consciousness #void success stories #manifesation #manifesting #shifting consciousness

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monikashinswife · 1 year ago

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Hiiiiiiiii! So i love all your monika fanfics!!! Pls tell me there are still more to come!!!

But I would like to make a request for a fanfic of Hyowon 😭 pls im so deprived of her! Like the fem reader is an actress in hollywood but staying with Hyowon in korea and she goes on an instagram live and everyone is surprised. It also shows how sweet, caring, thoughtful and overprotective lip j is towards the reader.

Thank you so muuuuuch!!!

"The Korean"

(Lip J x Hollywood Actress! Reader)

・❥・time for our Sooni! been dropping few updates cause I think I'm gonna be inactive because school's starting again. Anygays, enjoy darlings!<3 Request inbox is open anytime<33 ⋆ ★

Flashes of the cameras and the overwhelming voices of the paparazzis triggers me, but like always. I have nothing to do. They are doing their job. But why is their job this horrible?

I understand that when you are a well known name. Paparazzis will follow, but doesn't make it less comfortable. They are still invading someone's personal space.

Fortunately, I got along with some of them. But it doesn't mean that this doesn't bother me. Just then, one of the paparazzi asked while I am walking towards the entrance of the airport.

"Where are you going? Are you gonna film another project?" He asked quickly. And I answered them robotically but still politely as I try to squeeze myself through many paparazzis.

I thank the guards for helping me. As much as I love being an actress. It's still very overwhelming especially now that I just finished another film that had me mentally challenged.

Going to South Korea would be my rest and escape. That country became my second home when Hyo Won took me there few years ago.

It became my home because it was hers. And because she is there.

I quickly became overwhelmed and noticed myself tearing up because of what just happened. I didn't know how I got to the plane but I'm glad I did. I sigh in relief as I look at the mesmerizing sight.

In order to distract myself I decided to read my book for a while. I was so immersed with the story that I forgot to message Sooni before we boarded. I figured that I'll do it when the plane landed.

I took some photos and continued reading the book that Hyo Won gave to me. I can already feel the stress leaving, I got so invested to the story that the flight felt like a few minutes.

Before I knew it, I'm already in Korea. I smiled as I walk to the airport with my suitcases and phone in hand. I decided to post some pics for my fans.

I continued walking after I posted, trying to find somewhere to eat before I messaged her that I'm already at the airport. But Sooni knows what time my arrival so she'd be here soon.

"Honey!" My head almost snapped because of how quickly I turned around when I heard her voice. "Sooni!" I giggled when I saw her running towards me. I immediately open my arms to be hugged by her.

"I missed you so much." I mumbled against her neck. She rubbed my back while kissing my hair. "I know, but you're here now." She comforted me softly. I nodded against her before parting our bodies.

"Let's go?" She urge softly when she noticed people recognizing us. I nodded and she helped me with my luggage. She drove us to her apartment, during the car ride, I was quite worried because of the silence.

It was comfortable yes, but my mind's making me think things. "Hey... you alright?" She must've noticed my internal battle. She put her free hand on my thigh, caressing it to bring comfort.

"Hmm?" I snap out of my thoughts to look at her concerned eyes for a moment. I hold her hand and bring it to my lips to assure her that I'm fine.

We reached her house. And she helped me get settled. She toured me around first, "where's the guest room honey?" I asked, I noticed her change of emotion.

"Here." She lead me to the room, opening the door for me. "Here's the guest room." I carefully watch her, noting how her voice suddenly sounded so distraught.

I chuckled before wrapping my arms around her neck. She tried to avoid my eyes by looking everywhere, "What's wrong?" she reluctantly turned to look at my doe eyes.

"It's just that-" she stopped herself, but I urge her by bringing my hand to cup her cheek. "I don't want you to sleep here." She hides her face in embarrassment.

"Just say you miss me." She tried to get away from me when I teased her. But before she could go anywhere, I hug her from the back.

"Stop~" annoyance can be heard in her voice, "Aigoo~ you baby" I make her turn around while my arms are still around hers. I missed this so much.

"I asked because I wanna know where I'll put my things." I explained and that made her loosen up before smiling widely.

"Ok!" She avoided me once again by taking care of my things. I laugh as I watch her set my things quickly and dragged me out of the guest room.

The entire day was spent really nicely, we cuddled on her couch and catch up on things and made plans for tomorrow.

I am laying on our shared bed, casually browsing through my phone. I knew that it was probably not a good idea to scroll through comments. But I did, I scroll to the comments on my latest post.

Luckily, it was all good. Fans are saying that they missed me already and and I thought it would be a good idea to go live for a quick update.

"Oh hi everyone." I wave my hand as I was trying to find a comfortable and nice position so I could record myself properly.

"How's everyone?" I read the comments, and they did not disappoint like always. They are so dear to me.

"Flight's good, some problems with going to the airport though." I updated them enthusiastically. I interacted with them. Joking and asking them things and vice versa.

"How's the korean?" I read out loud without thinking, I laughed as I realized the question. "It's been great." I answered carefully. I didn't even noticed Sooni entering the room. Not until she laid on top of me, her lower body on the bed and her arms wrapped around me.

She rested her chin on my chest while looking at me lovingly. Thinking that I'm talking to my friend. In instinct I played with her hair while reading the comments.

She adjusted and buried her face on my neck for a moment. I put the phone down when she reach for my lips. I cup her face our lips dance against each other passionately.

We made out, missing moments like this because it's really been a while. "Are you live?" She asked when we parted. I nodded and reached for my phone. The comments going wild because of our interaction.

"I'm screen recording"

"Did anyone heard the sounds? Or it's just me👀"

" the Korean is doing really great~"

We read the comments and look at each other with straight faces before bursting out of laughter. "That's gonna be my new nickname" Sooni said, shaking her head in fake sadness before burying her face on my neck again.

"My poor Sooni." I purred, teasing her. I constantly teased her during the live. We're both answering questions while Hyo Won is feeding me.

She casually fed me while I answered the questions that is directed to me enthusiastically. Hyo Won expresses her love through actions.

We took turns feeding each other, we talked with the fans. Even taking turn holding the camera, but when she noticed how it's hard to find a stable angle.

"Let me, love" she ask for the phone, then she took a tripod so it's less hassle. I am watching her endearingly as she sets up the phone.

Once it's done, she went back to her place. She's behind me. Her chin on my shoulder while her hands are wrap around me.

We continue the live like that. The fans took note of everything. For sure this would go big and some of them approving and accepting our relationship.

They were shocked because of the different sides of us are revealed. And they were the ones to witness it raw. They realize how both of us are being ourselves with each other and are happy that we are happy.

𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪

(not proofread and sorry for the ending. I am sleepy already)

#street woman fighter 2 #prowdmon #street woman fighter x reader #swf x reader #swf imagine #street woman fighter 1 #mannequeen #swf2 x reader #lip j #hyo won #wacking #lip j x reader #sooni x reader #jo hyo won x reader #lgbtq #sooni #jo hyo won

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velvetydream · 8 months ago

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꒰ :🥀 [ The harsh daily life - Welcome to Aurora ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Part 4 - The harsh daily life

Summary : Finally having found the perfect job for you on the ship, a new mistery arose. The name of a mysterious woman slipping past the sleeping captains lips.

Pairing : Pirate! Hongjoong x Fem! Reader

Word count : 1883 Words

Genre : Genre : Fluff, Romance, Slow Burn

Warnings ➵ None??

a/n : Still so sorry for not posting this last week! Just been rly caught of with my exam this week and also just overall being stressed by school! I'll tr to write next 2 or 3 chapters this weekend tho so I got a lil puffer for the next weeks!♡

《 Masterlist 》

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Your day wasn't over after the quick meal you had with Wooyoung and Seonghwa. Right now you were sitting in the crows nest with Wooyoung, him explaining his job to you, you were quit glad that you were with Wooyoung right now and didn't had to train with Jongho again.

"I'm glad that you decided to tag along with us, it's gonna be a lot of fun." You were just as glad as Wooyoung, was he the one you should be the most thankful to, he was the one to help you stay on this ship, with this crew.

"What did you want to tell me while we were eating? About the captain?" Curiosity getting the better of you like always, now looking at Wooyoung who shifts a bit uncomfortably by your question. "I can't tell you, Seonghwa was right, it's Hongjoongs secret, either he tells you himself or you won't know, I'm sorry." His answer made you pout slightly but you could also understand, you probably wouldn't want your secrets spilled out to everyone either. "It's okay, maybe I will know someday." Looking out of the crows nest again, you look to the horizon where the sea meets the sky. It's still not late, maybe the middle of the day, the sun was standing high above the two of you, making it quit hot up in the crows nest.

"Hey Wooyoung! Mind giving away the princess for a bit?" Mingis voice was heard suddenly, looking up at the two of you with a smile on his face. "Sure! See you later." Wooyoung tells you, as you make your way town carefully, Mingi still staying at the bottom of the net, in case you needed help or need to be caught im case you slipped. "Thank you for agreeing to helping me, I really need the help. You can read right?" Mingi asks, following him into the captains cabin, Hongjoong not in sight. With a yes to his question, Mingi gets out a box from a cabinet and pulls up a second chair. "I'm in charge of keeping the maps organised and also having a protocol of the kingdoms and islands we visited by now." Mingi explains, sitting down on Hongjoongs chair, he probably did this in his room, as it had the biggest desk and also wouldn't have any disturbances. "You can sort the maps alphabetical for now." Mingi explains, getting out a pencil to start drawing on the map, probably adding islands they recently discovered.

Now sorting the maps, you sometimes look at the few books on the desk, on each one of them was written the word 'Ateez' and Aurora, looking up at Mingi now you speak up again, : "On the books, the word Ateez, what is that?" Immediately after finishing your sentence Mingi let's out a chuckle, laying down his pencil. "You are currently on the ship Aurora with the crew Ateez, Ateez is our Crew name." Mingi explains to you, before going back to sketching the map.

After a while the door opens and closes, in walks the captain, taking of his coat and hat and laying down on his bed, eyeing the two of you.

"Is she good help Mingi?" The captain speaks up now, closing his eyes, your eyes stay fixated on the maps you were sorting though. "Definitely, it was getting a bit to much for myself, so I'm glad for her help." He praises you, making a smile appear on your face. "I see, well don't be to loud please, I want to take a nap." Putting his hat over his face now, the captain trys to fall asleep, while you and Mingi go on with your work.

After probably two hours you and Mingi finished, standing up and leaving the room carefully so you won't wake up the captain.

"You seem to get along with everyone quit fine, it's nice to see that you're getting used to being on here." Mingi talks while walking around the deck with you, nodding when someone greets the both of you. "Everyone is quit nice, so it's really easy to adapt to the crew and get used to them." A nod was seen from Mingi as you two continue your little stroll along the ship. "Just wishing everyone would start to call me by my name, Y/N, and not princess, I'm not a princess anymore." Explaining this to Mingi, he send a sympathetic glance towards you. "You just have to tell us and we will gladly call you that Y/N." A relieved sigh leaves your lips, hoping that all of them would call you that soon.

"But you can't expect all of us to call you that, you're the princess of our crew now, isn't that right Wooyoung?" San smirks, while approaching you and Mingi, Wooyoung following and speaking up now, : "You're right, she'll stay the princess of this ship." Rolling your eyes slightly, you still couldn't suppress a laugh. "That's okay then, as long as you two still know my name." Now it was the turn of the two man to laugh, telling you they would never forget your name ever.

After talking with the three man a while, Seonghwa soon approaches you with two plates in his hands, by now the sun was starting to go down, painting the sky and sea in a beautiful orange and pink sky.

"You should eat enough, tomorrow the training will continue." Handing you the plate, Seonghwa sits down on the railing, followed by you.

"San told me about a few of the memebers, how long have the others been here?" Seonghwa looks your way now, laying his fork down on his plate. "Me and Hongjoong started this, a small boat, we ran away from our homes and never returned. Yunho joined us shortly after that, a few other man joining too, the ship always getting bigger to have more place. Yeosang and Wooyoung joined us together, we found them stranded on an island, no one knowing where they're from or who their family is. San is a runaway, like me and Hongjoong, that's why we took him in, we saw ourselves in him. Mingi joined shortly after him, his father was a knight, but he didn't want to live that life, so he joined us. Jongho has been here the shortest, he sneaked onto our ship one night and the next after we sat sail we found him, Hongjoong was mad I tell you, but after noticing his abilitys he made him part of the main crew quickly." Glancing at you a few times, you take the information in. It was quit a lot of information to take in.

"It's a lot of information I know, but everyone on this ship has their own story, past and secrets." At the word secrets you had to think back to Hongjoong, what secret did Wooyoung want to tell you.

"Eat up, the captain want's to have a little talk with you." Bidding his goodbye, Seonghwa takes his now empty plate and walks away, probably to bring it into the kitchen.

You finished quickly, bringing your plate away and making your way to the captains cabin, knocking once and then twice. It was quiet. So you slowly opened the door, walking in and closing the door again.

Hongjoong was layed on his bed, his hat still over his face, his right leg over the other one. Walking closer, you ask yourself if the captain was sleeping or awake and already noticed you.

Reaching out a hand hesitatingly, you take of the hat and to your surprise, was the captain still asleep. His eyes closes, just now did you notice his long lashes, his face for once looked soft and relaxed, much different to the either scowling or smirking face. Placing the hat on his desk, you walk over to him again reaching out again to wake him up, but stopping midway, as a word or more like, a name slips past his lips.

Jiwon

Confused you now place your hand on the captains shoulder, shaking him awake slightly. Said man opens his eyes and looks up at you, as he sits up with a groan and stretches his arms out.

"Seonghwa said you wanted to talk to me." You explain why you were disturbing the captains sleep, the female name however still on your mind. "Ah yes, I wanted to see how you're holding up, Mingi praised you a lot today and even Yunho was pleased with how fast you are learning." His voice sounded rough from sleep, as he now sits at the edge of his bed and starts putting on his boots again. "Ah I'm just glad and happy that I can be of help on this ship." Hongjoong glances your way shortly, before continuing to tie his boots. "You will be helping Mingi from now on, study our books and read some others too, you're one of the few people that can read, we need every help that we can get with the books." He now stands up, stretching again. You just agree and are now send out again, still wanting to know who that name belonged to and the best person to ask was Wooyoung.

Making your way over to the quarter deck where Wooyoung was leaning on the railing, talking to San.

"Wooyoung! Can I talk to you for a moment?" He send you a nod, guiding you further to the back of the quarter deck, asking you what you wanted to talk about.

"I have a question about the ship, did you ever have a woman called Jiwon on board?" As soon as Wooyoung heard that name, he went pale, looking around. "Where did you hear that name? No one is even allowed to mention that name!" Speaking in a hushed tone now, Wooyoung looks at you with furrowed brows and a serious look on his face. "Hongjoong was talking in his sleep when I wanted to wake him up." A slightly scared look on your face now, caused by his reaction. "Okay, you're not allowed to speak to anyone about that name do you understand me? No one. Tell no one that you heard that name, especially not the captain, got that?" Wooyoung makes sure to make you promise you this, which you did.

Of course his reaction to that name made the question mark in your head just grow bigger.

Who was that woman? Was she a crew member? Was the captain close to her? Where was she now?

Walking away from a visibly disturbed Wooyoung, you make your way to your room, a lot of the people already under the deck sleeping. Upon arriving in the room, you start to change into the dress shirt from Seonghwa again and lay down on the bed, facing the ceiling again, which was painted a night blue and had lots of stars painted on there.

This crew may be your new family, but you still didn't get a lot of their doings or opinions.

The most questionable one was definitely Hongjoong, followed by Jongho, even Wooyoung seemed weird after the last talk you had with him not long ago. Maybe you should just ignore and forget it for now, sooner or later you'll probably hear and understand their motives.

#x reader #imagines #imagine #ateez scenarios #ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez #ateez pirate #ateez pirate au #kim hongjoong x y/n #kim hongjoong x reader #kim hongjoong #pirate hongjoong #hongjoong x reader #hongjoong #pirate hongjoong x reader #hongjoong x y/n #hongjoong x you

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syn4k · 6 months ago

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fic ask game: 2, 5, 6, 8, 14, 17, 19, 24, 27, 30

tom fuckin syndicate, baby!!! and also tucker ii_jeriicho_ii to a lesser extent. im enjoying myself here

number 5 has already been answered!

tom. lol

(i'll tend to the flame, you can worship the) ashes. no contest there. theres so much id love to explore with the aftermath of that universe that i didnt get to fit into the fic itself

divine visions

uhh im gonna be honest usually i dont really Have one. i normally slam down a draft, reread it a few times to catch spelling and grammar errors, post it, realize while reading it again on ao3 that i missed a glaring mistake, repeat that process a few times, and then its done when i stop fiddling with it

one time i scrolled various wikipedia articles for deserts for three hours to accurately describe the climate of one. i actually had a really good time it was awesome

usually when i dont want to make things it's because i Physically Fucking Can't. aka burnout. so i listen to music or read poetry or watch some yt videos or pet my cat or whatever to chill out and give my brain a breather

seeing a work come together. like when you reference something you wrote earlier later in the fic. its the most beautiful thing on planet earth its like carefully matching wires together in a supercomputer

i'm gonna share a few of 'em here since i can't pick just one:

(i'll tend to the flames, you can worship the) ashes

the world is gonna end (so i may as well make this count)

this loser hasn't even studied politics

seeing things

Split Lives and Crossed Wires

The Copper King and the Copper Architect

Xisuma Beats Everyone* At Guitar Hero

mists in the dog-days

What's the Letter that Starts the Alphabet (Ayy!)

enjoy! :]

#ray's tag #answered #undescribed

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hcguesstheauthormessageboard · 8 months ago

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bit iffy about this one (feels a little abrupt) but im tryin my best with my single braincell

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He curls in a little closer and wishes his wings were real enough to wrap around Impulse, to warm him up and shield him from the rest of the world, but they’re not, they’re heavy steel plates and runes and cold and mechanical and-

He breaks off from this train of thought with a sigh. Impulse isn’t a little kid anymore. Impulse isn’t a little kid anymore, and neither is Skizz, and that means that Impulse doesn’t need to be protected. He’s a grown man.

So get that into your head, Skizz, he thinks to himself. Impulse is independent. You’re not even that much older than him. Stop. Stop thinking he’s your little brother, because he’s not. Might be the closest thing you’ll ever have to one, and vice versa, but he’s not your baby brother.

…Impulse isn’t a kid anymore, but that doesn’t mean Skizz cares any less.

---O---

“Morning” time. Skizz wakes up with the ship’s light cycle set bright- maybe high noon- and an Infernus curled around him very much like a cat. He smiles and just… lays there, for a bit- Impulse deserves to sleep a little longer.

Still, though, it gets a bit boring keeping in place. Nothing to do. But he doesn’t want to wake Impulse up…

He hums. Maybe… does he have anything to read nearby?

…Nope. Still boring. A sigh. Maybe he can just very carefully extract himself from Impulse’s hold-

Impulse stirs. Nevermind that, then. “G’morning, buddy. Well- more like noon, but you know.”

Impulse just blinks at him sleepily. “Wh… mornin’...?”

“Yup. Morning time. You woke up waaaaay later than normal.”

There’s a moment of processing, then: “...Where’s…” Impulse looks around, and his expression crumbles. “...Oh.”

Skizz can guess what this is about. “I know. I’m sorry, buddy.”

There’s no response, just a sniffle, and suddenly Impulse’s face is buried in Skizz’s chest. “I don’t know what I did,” he mumbles, “I-I just- I wanted t-to be a good- a good partner, and, and he- and he- w-what did I- what did I do? He j- he just- he just l-leaves me and takes m-my ring and I-”

“Shh. You’re okay. Sometimes people decide to be assholes, y’know? But…” He sighs. “Listen, maybe we can go talk to him. Together. Ask why he decided to do what he did. We’re all crewmates here, and in order for things to work, we need communication. So, we’re gonna talk to him, and ask, and try to sort things out. And even if he doesn’t give a good answer, even if he just spontaneously realized he doesn’t love you, it’ll be okay. You have me, and everyone else on this ship. It might take time, but you will get better. I promise. And Bdubs… he’s a good friend, despite everything. He couldn’t have meant to hurt you. If he did…”

Skizz leaves that sentence unfinished. He really doesn’t want to accidentally jinx anything. Or state violent urges.

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-🪽

divorce is the only constant 😔

#🪽 anon post #feather anon post

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maggie-eatsregulusblack · 9 months ago

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AWOO I HAVE MORE ANGST BITCHES IM BACK

we're gonna ignore that this band has wuite literally less than 30 fics under the tag so shhhh i know people somehkw dont read or know them that much shhhhhhh

Triggers: Suicide, implied eating disorder, graphic description of death/suicide, blood, alot of blood, implied somesort of depression, suicide note

Relationship: Phil Lewis/Tracii Guns – romantic implied but not sexual

read under the cut!!

“Hey, have you eaten? You’ve been in your room all day,” Phil had asked,

No, he had not.

Tracii had not taken a single bite all day, unless the pill he swallowed counted, it didn't, right? Tracii didn't even know why he suddenly decided to go downstairs, guess he did rather show himself alive than have his bandmates come and see the ginormous mess in his room.

“mhm.”

The guitarist mumbled, blankly staring at Phil, he wasn't even sure if Phil had heard him, seeing the confused look on the singer's face. Tracii nodded, apparently having been a little too quiet. He was in no state to talk, or even make a sound.

“...You alright, Tracii?”

No, he was not.

Tracii looked completely defeated, tired, dark and puffy eyes and his hair messy as if they’d come back from a gig, they weren't on tour. Tour ended months ago. Tracii was wrecked, inside and out, a mess, less than a mess that he was in his head, though he could hide that part, for now.

“Hey,”

Phil said, his face twisting in a concerned frown, Tracii wasn't paying a single bit of attention.

“Tracii.”

Still no response, he had no energy to respond, why should he?

“Tracii, earth to the guitarist over here.”

Phil lightly clapped his hands in front of Tracii’s face, earning a blink of acknowledgement from him.

“Answer me, are you alright?”

“mhm.”

Simple, expressionless, dry answer, why should he put more effort into it? Phil didn't deserve it, though, what did he ever do? it was Tracii’s fault, of course it was. It always was.

“I love you, okay?”

Tracii still didn't reply, standing there still, unmoving as Phil hugged him. He could see the hint of sadness in the singer’s eyes when Phil pulled away and their eyes met, it was his fault. It was his fault for not replying, not saying a single word or making an effort to show affection, appreciation. Phil nearly looked like he was gonna cry, it was his fault.

He turned away from the singer, walking back to his room without a word. Tracii could swear he heard a silent wince coming from behind him, he didn't turn to check.

The door closed behind him, he made sure to close it gently, don’t slam it, Kelly doesn't like that. He didn't want to make Kelly upset, the bassist didn't do anything, it would be Tracii’s fault. He reached for his record player, the record played quietly, don’t turn it up so loud, Mick doesn’t like that. It wasn’t his usual taste, but it was soft, quiet, and comforting. He took slow, quiet steps to his bed, don’t walk too loud, the floors creak, Steve doesn’t like that. Tracii had everything how he wanted it to be, comfortable for his friends, lover, too. He came second. He had planned this out, carefully, he wasn't gonna drag this out any longer. He threw up everyday, hair unhealthy and starting to fall out, he hadn’t eaten for days. He passed out nearly daily, he felt like he was deteriorating every time he moved, he hasn't slept for days. Don’t be unorganized, it will make you and everyone else stressed, Phil doesn't like that. Good that he had organized and set up everything. Phil, Kelly, Steve and Mick came first, then him.

Tracii reached for his night stand from where he sat on his bed, opening the drawer. This will be quick, if it isn't, then I deserve it anyways. Was constantly going through his head.

“Tracii, wake up, we have rehearsal in an hour.”

No answer came from the room, Phil was met with silence, other than the soft sound of music leaking through the thin walls.

“Tracii, sweetheart. C’mon…”

He turned the door handle, not yet opening, just checking. Tracii had left his door unlocked. Phil knocked on the door gently, still no reply. He sighed, he assumed Tracii was just ignoring him, probably not wanting to go to rehearsal, it wouldn't be the first time.

Phil slowly opened the door, the scene that greeted him making him stop. He froze, completely quiet. Tears fell, he didn't even know they’d formed till he felt the wet streaks become cold from the air.

Blood, everywhere. Well, not everywhere. It felt like everywhere, everything looked red, blood. Tracii’s blood. Once white bed sheets were now red. Once clean, poster covered walls were now red. Once only trash covered floors were now red. The whole corner was painted in a bloody color. Painted by Tracii, using Tracii. Tracii’s own blood.

The singer wanted to scream, he couldn't, Tracii wasn't dead. He couldn't be, this was a dream, he would wake up soon, very soon. He tried to convince himself. But Tracii was dead. Whether he wanted Tracii to be or not. The tears continued silently but continuously rolling down his cheeks, he hadn't even let go of the door handle yet, he hadn't moved a single inch.

He simply stared, wide eyed, unsure what to do, trying to process the sight. Tracii, folded in a position he didn't even think was possible, blood everywhere, soaked into the bed, dripped onto the floor. The blood had dried. Everything was blood stained. A hand sized pocket knife laying loosely in Tracii’s hand. That couldn't have been sharp. It would take minutes before even an average deep cut would have been made.

Phil was sure he would have seemed insane, standing still in the doorway, his frame blocking the red coloured scene in front of him. He’d never see red the same again. He had been standing for who knows how long, he couldn't bring himself to move. He couldn't just step inside, not into the red covered room, he no longer liked red. Nor could he just walk away, not when Tracii was lying lifeless in his blood soaked bed. The longer the quiet music from Tracii’s record player kept playing, the more eerie it sounded. It sounded off, out of tune, played wrong, maybe the record was scratched, or the player had a malfunction somewhere in the box, maybe it was the aml that was old and broken, hanging on its last string before it would ultimately break and die. Like Tracii, except his string was already cut, he already broke and died.

Tracii’s room was a complete mess, that stupid, ugly, shitty color red plastered all over it. Glass was all over the floor, shattered, cut up, slit. Like Tracii, except it was his throat. Trash was left everywhere, closets wide open as were cupboards, all items scattered across the room, messy, out of place. Like the knife in Tracii’s hand, except it was only out of place for Phil. Each mirror had been broken, slammed onto the floor, and into shards that were everywhere. Like Tracii, throat broken by the cut, his blood everywhere. The posters half torn off the walls, ripped apart and gone. Like Tracii, his throat ripped apart with his life gone.

It took Phil over 20 minutes for it to get to him, slowly realizing what he was looking at. Oh my god. He’s dead. It repeated in his mind like a mantra. He barely made a sound, still, a quiet, broken up, “no”, leaving his mouth. That was all he could say. Phil was aware of everything, the blood, the mess, the glass, the mirror shards, the ripped posters, Tracii. His eyes scanned the room bit by bit, the tears falling like a faucet from his eyes. He’d never forget the note. That handwriting. That color pen. Red. It wasn't a pen. Blood. Tracii’s blood.

I turned the music down for you, Mick. I didn’t slam the door for you, Kelly. I didn’t make the floors creak, Steve. I planned this all out and organized the schedule for you, Phil. Sorry I didn't clean the room first, sorry if I left a bloody mess. I’m sorry for being here. I hope I didn't wake any of you up while leaving. Be happier without me.

I love you. I’m sorry.

Tracii

okay yeah i forgot to slant and shit like half of what was supposed to be but im lazy and i did do all of the things on the Ao3 version so it makes more sense in there possibly😍

#l.a. guns #band #ao3 writer #tracii guns #phil lewis #i love this band #i know theyre not well know in the fanfic community stfu #it was a 2 am scribble #excuse my lazy ass #tumblr fyp #fyp #fypage #ao3 link #fanfic #faniction #tracii guns x phil lewis

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tinyperson00 · 10 months ago

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Different worlds 💠 pt. 3

-Part three-

part 1 // part 2 // read Ibuki's past for better background

"RUN!!!" Haia's words ringing through the forest now.

just then, the demon dashes out at him. Full speed. There is no possible way for Toju to dodge or run out of the way. 'Im.. im gonna die..?' Toju thinks.

Memories begin to rush into Toju's mind all at once. 'What's going on?' He wonders silently. 'Is this.. my life flashing before my eyes..?' In what feels like an entire lifetime rushing through Toju's mind, had only been about half of a second. He can see Haia slowly running towards him frantically. He can see the demon moving in closer to him. Everything feels so.. slow. 'It's peaceful. yet also terrifying.. I wonder what death will be like.' Toju continues to think to himself. 'Will I be able to see my mother and father again. And my little sister as well?'

All of his happiest memories flow through his mind. About his past, his family, his friends, then Akira. '..no, I can't die just yet. What will happen to Akira? She's lost so much, it would be selfish to do this now wouldn't it.'

The demon is now directly in front of Toju now. Its arm pulled back, ready to spear Toju through the head. The demon's sharp nails now glowing a bright, light blue. Just like the diamonds on the people who died. 'Have I seen that color before?' Still lost in his thoughts, Toju puts 2 pieces together. 'No.. I've definitely seen it before. It's the exact color of Akira's hair tie and the clouds on her haori, Katsu's pom pom chain, and Ushuu's waist band.. and it's also the color of the diamonds on Akira's swords and bracelet. What an odd coincidence for this demon to have the color as well.. but maybe not?'

Just as Toju is about to accept death, A miracle is preformed. Akira jumps down right in front of Toju and blocks the demons attack. She used a leg sweep on Toju to snap him out of his current state and get him to dodge the demon to give her more room to block.

"Akira!!" Haia calls out, in complete shock of her speed now.

"GET OUT OF HERE! DONT COME CLOSER." Akira shouts back at Haia with urgency.

'Oh, she saved me again. Just like that time at final selection..' Toju is still processing the situation.

not yet getting a good look at the demon, Akira continues to push it away with her Katana and then gives one strong kick towards its torso to fling it back. "Toju, get up."

He stands up like she says. "I- Im sorry.. I was careless and didn't notice it emerge out towards me."

"all that matters is that your alive still. Now get out of here and leave it to me." Akira responds to him. She then turns to face the demon.

"Seventh form, Obscuring clou-" she falters in her words and freezes.

Both Haia and Toju look over to her in shock. Then they look at eachother with fear in their eyes. 'What's happening? Why can't she go through with her form.. why is she just standing there??'

The demon takes advantage of this chance and charges at the frozen Hashira girl to attack. As it gets closer and starts to be able to see the face of her.. It stops mid attack and freezes as well, a sort of angered confused look on its face.

Now Haia and Toju are beyond confused at what's Going on. Toju carefully runs over to Haia.

"Are you doing that..?" He whispers to her.

"Nope.. not me. I think they're doing it on their own?" She responds back just as confused as he is now.

Then the demon speaks. "Why are you here."

"I could say the same to you.. Ibuki Ankoku."

"Ibuki Ankoku..? Do you know that name?" Toju asks Haia.

"no.. she's never mentioned it around me. Im sure Katsu would know, why is she never around when we need her??" Haia answers back.

"oh! Also, I realized something while it was charging at me."

"hm?"

"Do you have anything form Akira that she gave you?? Like something light blue, the color of her Haori clouds."

"Oh yea I do, she gives everyone she cares about something of this color. In your case she gave you a different color since she didn't have anything else at the time," Haia pulls out a little blue hair tie from her pocket and hands it to Toju.

"it looks just like hers."

"yea.. she had 3. One for her, one for me," Haia pauses for a moment. ".. and one for Kiyuu."

Toju has been told the story behind Kiyuu, so he understands the pause. "Oh, right. Well anyway.. listen to this." Toju explains his observation about the bright light blue color to Haia. And his theory makes more sense now as well because of the recent events.

Then Haia turns back to look at the demon. She points something out about him as well, "Toju, look at his earrings.." he has dangling earrings with 3 bright light blue diamonds connected by a string. They exactly match the ones on Akira's katana and bracelet.

"Why!?? I thought you were DEAD!" Akira shouts out at Ibuki. Her voice on the verge of breaking now.

Haia and Toju's heads quickly turn to look at Akira. Neither of them have EVER seen Akira angered or even upset the entire time they have known her. Her sudden outburst shocked both of them to the core.

"Well guess what! I thought the same thing. YOU DIED AKIRA! YOUR NOT REAL! AND I DIED BECAUSE OF YOU." Even as a demon, Ibuki was able to retain all of his human memories. And Much like Kokushibo, his strength is fueled by them. "How could you!?"

"Did they know eachother.." Haia whispers to Toju in a saddening tone of voice.

"Ive never seen a demon act like this before.. nor have I seen Akira this worked up either." Toju responds. Haia nods her head in agreement with his statement.

Akira doesn't know how to respond now. What did he mean that he died because of her..? "what are you even saying?!" She says back to him. Her voice broken, tears in her eyes.

"If I had never known you maybe I wouldn't have ended up this way! YOUR the reason I was killed. YOUR the reason I was turned into this!" Ibuki shouts back at her. "YOUD BE DEAD IN AN INSTANT IF I USED MY BDA AGAINST YOU! You wanna know why?!?"

Akira can't speak now, she just stands there with tears rolling down her cheeks.

"My bda is based from a promise YOU broke!" He begins to explain. "Promises are the only thing that hold this world together! Without them, your as good as dead. My bda takes that literally." Ibuki explains further now. "When you shattered our promise, you shattered my heart. YOU SHATTERED THE DIAMOND!" When Ibuki and Akira had made their unbreakable promise, they both agreed that they would use the bright light blue diamonds to signify it. Akira always loved his diamond earrings, so they decided that the diamonds would signify their undying friendship.

"what are you talking about!?" Akira asks back to him.

"My bda may only have about 3 moves, but they never fail. You know why that is?? Because humans are incapable of never breaking promises. When I use the bda, it is activated when it finds a promise that you broke, then engraves a diamond shape onto the body using deep slashes. Depending on how many other broken promises the person made, more less deep slashes will be added inside the diamond shape. Then to finish it all off, the final part of my bda takes the significance of the promise and uses it to create a timer. Once that time goes off, the body shatters through the slashes to make a Shattered Diamond." Ibuki finishes explaining his bda. He looks into Akira's teary eyes. "You broke the greatest promise of all."

"Im sorry! I never wanted to?? You think I CHOSE to have my family massacred!? YOU THINK I CHOSE TO LOOSE MY PARENTS!? TO HAVE KATSU BECOME HALF DEMON?! TO LOOSE USHUU FOR ALLOST 2 YEARS!!?" She is now fully screaming her words out at Ibuki. "WE WERE 7 IBUKI!"

Haia and Toju are speechless. They don't even know how to react to seeing this whole thing happen. 'What does she mean they were 7..?' 'What promise did Akira break between them..?' So many questions flow through the two's minds.

"You died Akira. Your not real any longer." Ibuki refuses to believe that she still exists.

"I never chose to break that promise.. I wish this never happened!" She falls to the ground and looks down as tears fall into the dirt.

"but it did. You left me that day. You broke that promise. 'Their all dead.' 'Akira tried to protect us from it.' THATS ALL USHUU COULD SAY WHEN I FOUND HER THERE!" Ibuki yells back to her.

"You have no idea what I've had to go through Ibuki.. So stop being so selfish."

"the same to you Akira." He returns.

"and you know what? My last words as a human were somehow still 'I only wish I could've seen you alive just one more time, Akira.' How about that? Those few words were the words that have forsaken me to this form."

"..What are you saying?" Akira asks confused.

"You killed me. Your the reason I have to be this way now."

"What..?"

"Do you recall the name.. Kiyuu, by any chance..?" Ibuki started.

Now both Haia and Toju's eyes widen. They knew what was about to come next. "I swear ill kill that girl." Toju mumbles.

"how do you..-" Akira starts to say.

"When I mentioned your name, she switched from trying to kill me.. to trying to turn me into a demon. And how was a supposed to resist? She severed my arm from my body with that scythe of hers, and smashed my head into the floor before that. I was going to die either way." Ibuki explains. "You killed me that day Akira."

Akira now looks up, anger and sadness in her eyes a she speaks. "...Why!?"

"We live in different worlds now, Akira. Theres nothing more to be done."

-end of part three-

sorry it was late! 😭

I hope you find this one interesting and fun to read. I honestly had fun writing it lol-

As always, love you guys and hope you enjoyed reading <3

special thanks to everyone who has read this far, it may not be a lot, but I will continue going because you enjoy it 💗💗

#demon slayer oc #bored #demon slayer #Sad #avoiding sleep #digital art #drawing #fanfic series #part 3 #ibuki Ankoku #akira sakuranbura #Toju Saito #Haia Suiei

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stormyoceans · 2 years ago

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You can go on a mile long rant not to answer this post you saw, but just to let us, Vice Versa enjoyers, read your point and leave you comments and tags under reblogs how we agree with you 😌 just to get your point across. Personally I'm here just to read your Vice Versa rants.

ANON THIS IS SO SWEET OF YOU 🥺 and also made me ridiculously happy since sometimes i feel like i end up annoying even people who do love the show ;;;;;

i don't even have a specific point to make, i guess, it's just. i honestly think that puen is a fantastically complex well-written character who struggles with loneliness and self-love and that only when he learns to accept himself he can go back to their universe where he proves how much he has grown by choosing to keep on living even when faced with the thing that terrifies him the most (being alone); that talay is incredibly kind and understanding but also takes no shit and can stand up for himself just fine, and that if he really were upset about puen not telling him his real name he would have said it but he never did because love is not in a face or a name; that the two of them are one of the healthiest couples ever written, always ready to support each other without questions and making communication the entire base of their relationship

the show is full of hope and joy and so carefully crafted, with an endless list of references and parallels and consistent details which makes it one of the most rewatchable series out there. it also gently reminds you to live life to the fullest, which doesn't mean doing everything you want all the time with no regards to other people's feelings, but it's actually about being respectful and kind and loving yourself and following your dreams while remaining open to new experiences

im also gonna be forever grateful to it for taking the brunt of so many product placements so that other shows dealing with more sensitive topics could have none. despite objectively having way too many, both the screenwriters and jimmysea dealt with it gracefully and actually managed to turn those scenes in some of the most memorable ones (the nivea bathtub scene my beloved in ep 3, 'carbo-narak' in ep 7, the nomnom scene in ep 10, the lay's marriage proposal in ep 12)

i just love this show with all my heart and wish i could share it with everyone

#this probably makes no sense if you don't know what caused it but i guess i just want to put some love for the show out there #m: ask

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ty-bayonet-betteridge · 8 months ago

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im gonna go back to one from a few months ago so u get an answer u care about instead of one about one of my dozen mcyt fics-

so. author's commentary on A Very WOE.BEGONE New Year's is a go!!!!!!

11:48 PM December 31st, 2023 Oldbrush Valley, USA

i dont remember why i did the scene-setting like this and when i read this my mind imagines the locations and times typing across the screen like its a heist movie. anyway. note me very carefully avoiding mentioning the state that OBV is in

"Why do we let you guys pick the games?" Chance griped.

when i started thinking "W.BG new years fic," the first thing that came to mind was "Base absolutely plays board games together on new year's." the rest of the fic evolved around this core truth

"It also means nobody except you and Edgar knows what's going on," Mikey complained. "I actually really like this game," put in Jam.

jam my beloved my sweetheart. im so mad about how few appearances theyve had in canon since s10, Jam just has a PERFECT dynamic with literally everyone in the show for some reason. MAKE JAM A CORE BASE MEMBER AND CORE CAST MEMBER DYLAN

"Can we just call the game here?" Chris asked.

um. im only just now noticing that the narrative cant decide whether to call them Chance and Shadow or Chris and Ryan. when i first read this back for the commentary, i had a moment of whiplash where i pictured Topher saying this line before i realized. hopefully nobody else thought that was the case.

"And I was so excited for my turn," said Shadow.

i picture Shadow as the sort of person to really enjoy the board game that theyre playing, but not mention that when theyre deciding to cut it off because everybody else seems not to be having fun. him <3

"That's fine," Mikey said. "I read somewhere that it's better to drink champagne from a normal wine glass since the flute makes it smell worse." "It's more complicated than that - it has to do with the wine's vortex zone comparable to the size of the opening - but yes, a white wine glass is usually better," said Jam.

im proud of the characterization here, because this feels very Them - of the people in the room, Mikey feels far and away most likely to read something like this in passing and not look any further into it, and Jam seems most likely to be an actually wine appreciator. i shouldve had them bring up tulip glasses as the ideal, though, my bad.

"You are not going to break 24 to buy some wineglasses!"

Edgar is living in a fantasy if he thinks this is the first time a Mike Walters has broken 24 to buy some wineglasses

"They'll sort it out," said Marissa. "And we can drink champagne out of mugs or something."

picture Jam in the corner cringing internally like "this is a terrible idea for wine appreciation but if i say anything i will look like such a killjoy"

Montana, USA, Near Glacier National Park

not pictured: duckduckgo search results for "where is glacier national park." i wonder, actually, does anything in canon actually rule out that Sly's saloon and ranch are on the Canadian side of Glacier? food for thought...

The oldest set down his cards.

is... is Michael older than Sly? is that canon? did i make that up? that sounds like it could be right, but it also sounds like it could be wrong.

"Could it be somebody from Base?" "Not likely," said MW. "They're holdin' their own party tonight." "I'll get it," said Michael. "One a'y'all mind followin' me with the shotgun in case things get Western?" "Right behind ya, Big Bear," said Sly, standing. "Do things get any way other than Western with you guys?" asked Matt, grinning. "European, if we're back at the apartment," answered MW.

patting myself on the back again because i can hear this dialogue in the character voices VERY easily, this feels very naturalistic to how they riff in the show, i am a god of fanfiction

Michael opened the door, hand on the pistol at his hip, Sly behind him with shotgun in hand, then did a full double-take. "Ah don't believe mah eyes," he said. "You really here, pard?" "In the flesh," said Mike. "C'mere, cowboy." The two embraced.

i wanna point out Mike's absolute ZERO reaction to Michael and Sly both having their guns at the ready. he just goes straight in for the hug regardless. mike my guy are you okay?

"I got another spare hat if you're feelin' left out, Mike," Sly said. "Hard pass," said Mike.

no matter what happens, Mike cannot be a cowboy. this is a law of the universe.

"What are we playing and is it too late to deal me in?" "We was playin' Texas Hold'em, but I wouldn't mind cuttin' the game off, actually," said MW "Yeah, I'm getting a little tired of handing all my savings over to Sly," Matt agreed.

reading this back Mike must feel sort of left out here. imagine showing up to the party and they stop the game IMMEDIATELY when you show up. luckily they pick up playing rummy right after this.

you'll notice that we keep cutting into these scenes right as they decide to stop playing - this is because i don't want to fluff scenes out with transcripts of characters playing board and card games. descriptions of them playing really dont do anything except space out the lines that ACTUALLY advance their characters.

"You want anythin' to drink? Big Bear's on four shots of whiskey and the rest'a us have had two or three, so it might even up the playin' field a bit."

ive never drunk anything in my life, so everytime i write alcohol into a scene i have to go look up what a Standard Drink is and how people act on different amounts of Standard Drinks and sometimes it makes me feel like an alien pretending to be a drunk human. anyway

"That's Edgar," said Michael. "Generous t'the end." He smiled, a little wistful as he looked into the bottom of his glass. "Not too generous," said Mike. "He's keeping me on simulated real time, which means I'm probably not going to bed until at least four in the morning back in my time." "It's a holiday, Mike," said MW. "Yain't got nothin' to get up for. Laze around in bed with Edgar for as long as y'can. It don't last forever." "Ah'll drink t'that," said Michael.

Mike said the word "Edgar" and it triggered the mikes without an edgar to instantly go into Yearning Mode like their sleeper agent code

"No, it's alright. I only have so much time with him, but I only have so much time with you guys too, y'know?" "Everythin' runs out eventually," said Michael, reaching for Sly's hand, his eyes still on Mike. "Enjoy it while it lasts an' find other things t'care for when it's over. It's gonna hurt, but it can't hurt forever, cause even the hurtin's gonna run out one day."

wow. you can tell the person whos writing this fic is realizing theyre a few months away from exiting their teens :P

"An' a perfect toast, t'boot," said Sly. "Ah got us all new shots. 'Cept you, Big Bear. Y'don't get any more until you drink that water 'stead'a starin' into it likee it's the moon."

okay but ive soured on both Sly as a character and on Harlan as a person since writing this fic and it makes his appearances here SLIGHTLY more annoying for some reason? it feels a little like he isnt reading the mood but thats probably just me projecting my thoughts about Harlan ajlsdfhaskjdfhasdjk

"An' I'm tryin' t'make sure it ain't your last," Sly said, chucking him affectionately under the chin.

i have a very clear memory of googling what it means to chuck someone under their chin, to make sure it made sense here, but i dont have any memory of what i actually found. oh well. i trust past me

11:34 AM January 1st, 2024 Riga, Latvia

so, Riga time is 9 hours ahead of Montana time, which means this scene is taking place about three hours after the last one. this likely means everyone at the ranch has had several more drinks since that scene ended.

P.P.S. I looked it up and New Year's in Latvia was yesterday. Whoops. Hope you enjoy anyway. -Mike

i just find the idea of somebody forgetting about time zones when theyre using LITERAL TIME TRAVEL TECH very amusing

Boris smiled and shook his head. He would have to find a way to pay them back for this.

i picture Boris as the sort of person who is incapable of accepting a gift without thinking that they owe the other person something

"Honestly, no," answered MDawg. He looked into his own beer. "Feels like I've figured out maybe a tenth of what I need to make my new life out here work."

ok, but a Mike Walters being willing to admit this is already great progress

"Gets easier with practice, Em Dawg," said Outlaw.

early Outlaw Ty accent my beloved. its so stupid. Em Dawg.

"We can getcha the hat an' make you a cowboy if'n it'll help y'all get adjusted."

i appreciate how Tex's response to MDawg being like "i dont know where im going in life or what my goals are or how im going to survive here" is "want a cowboy hat"

"We don't all know what we're doin' all the time, MDawg," Tex answered. "But you're right. We can make it a good year by watchin' out for each other. I sheepdog the two'a y'all, y'all sheepdog each other an' me. Texas Base'll be stronger'n ever."

reading this back now in the middle of Season 13, it strikes me how out of character this sentiment feels for Tex. he hadnt been so differentiated as a character yet, but this sort of vulnerability is very strange for him.

A couple people threw cowboy hats in the air, others toasted, still more cheered. Tex, on the other hand, turned back to his compatriots. He grabbed Outlaw by the collar and pulled them together, pressing his lips to his partner's for a second or two, before releasing the flushed cowboy-in-training. He wasn't quite as rough or spontaneous with MDawg, gently taking his hand before fractionally tilting his head down to meet his lips. Finally, he stepped back, and watched MDawg step slightly closer to Outlaw. "Can I-" started MDawg, before Outlaw stooped to kiss him. It was quick, and Tex, thinking back, was fairly certain it was the first time they kissed. Still, they both looked happy.

ah, the new year's kiss. Texascule is real to me, okay??? i like how Tex kisses Outlaw like hes HUNGRY for it and he kisses MDawg like a fragile little flower, its very characteristic of how he views them.

"Happy New Year's," said Tex, his voice a low, affectionate rumble. "Love y'all."

"low affectionate rumble" makes me imagine him purring this. like a kitty cat

1:16 AM January 1st, 2024 Oldbrush Valley, USA Cabin 63A, O.V.E.R.

i didnt realize that i set this scene quite as far post-midnight as i did. this means Ryan did not look at the clock once for an hour and a half which i think does make sense.

On the screen in front of him was the source of his pain - a copy of the source code for the OVER Tier Two Security program.

but also, he's doing WORK on new year's eve. take a break, ryan.

Should he talk to someone? It's a holiday, don't people get together for those?

autism man. i love him.

Topher would be asleep. Hunter… probably also asleep, and they didn't really get along great. Ty… no way in hell. Marissa, Chance, Shadow, and Anne all hated his ass. He didn't really know Jam or Edgar.

Marissa would curse him out, but he probably would've at least been able to exchange some pleasantries with any of the other base members. he might genuinely be able to be friendly with Jam under the right circumstances. hm. im going to be thinking about that

Mikey answered on the third ring. "What is it, Ryan?" he said, sounding annoyed.

why did he answer. mikey. mikey why did you answer

"Hay, Mikey-boy, is for-" "You finish that sentence and I will personally issue a correction to get my past self to kill you before all this shit happened."

i love their dynamic i will die for their dynamic. i had the vision to have ryan make the hay is for horses joke and i immediately knew i Had to put it in. is it in character? probably not but fuck off

"Just... thanks for arguing in favor of Topher and I. When Base was trying to decide what to do with us, after that whole dome thing." "I didn't do it for you."

pictured: my vague attempt at hinting that there was some justification for everyone being alive and in the positions they were for this fic. there wasnt a justification, but what if there was...

J ū rmala, Latvia

i dont know why ao3 inserted that spacing around the ū and i also dont know why i didnt fix it. lets move on.

Inside was three small, printed photographs. One of Sly, one of Edgar, and one of Mike. It had been a long time since Michael had cried.

WHY DID I MAKE THE ENDING OF THE FIC SAD. AUGH. OUGH. also i think Mikes inclusion in this set of photos was the entire reason i put an implied mike/michael tag on this fic which is silly bc even for the canon belief that theyre just friends it makes perfect sense for his photo to be included. alloromantic moment of me i apologize.

anyway this was fun it was mostly just me ramblereacting to my own fic and not any actual insights but. it was still fun. sue me

#asks #woe.begone #wbg #w.bg #wbg spoilers

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megismorallysunny · 1 year ago

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25/09/23

i might upload 2 today bc i have a lot, not from today just in general, so much so that i wrote it down. i had science first, turns out the school wanted every teacher for their first class to show their classes the new one way system because they felt it was clogged up. its really fucking stupid and we were supposed to follow it as soon as we left first class.. spoiler alert no one did, absolutely no one, i didnt see any teachers not following but no students are. I feel like using that system its only a matter of time before a 1st year gets hit by a car, your supposed to go outside to get to some classes that would have only been a few metres away now, and the way you go sometimes has cars on it, i seen one going pretty fast just a minute after class started.

i had irish after science and turns out that irish hw i was doing wasnt even the hw, and i had already done the hw a week ago, omg i just cant but it was a-ok. after that was maths, everyone was in for once so there wasnt enough seats for everyone, hopefully 4k4 and his other friend 5k5 dont steal my seat, i worked my ass off for that. a student who came 2 weeks ago, nickname -bluebird, is just annoying, its not that shes done anything wrong its that shes a complete loner, wont talk to anyone, not like ive tried but more in the sense, you wont hear even a squeak. in business she doesnt take down notes, in maths she doesnt do questions (not that i can say much) and in french she doesnt even know ça va and wont do her french hw. so yeah plain infuriating. i did my english hw wrong after i spent an hour carefully constructing only a third of my answer for an hour last night. my friends went to the shop but i didnt bc i wanted to stay in the cspe classroom and eat my lunch and maybe also read trollhunter fanfics, hard enough to find good ones involving a very cute and fluffy relationship between jim and walter. anyways we had to have a fake election in cspe, to try out ballot box voting, in first year for student council i tied with another girl for top votes. guess how many i got this time? yeah thats right a solid one, thinking about it makes me sad, does no one like me anymore??? but i laughed at the time even tho every1 looked back at me, it felt really dehumanising, the only way i deal with bad situations is by laughing and joking, and that situation made me feel a little shit.

made me also feel real great when aprciot turned back at me and said i put you 5, its like he constantly tries to talk to me and be my friend and when i ignore him he gets mad, its not great that i was standing beside granite today and apricot started pushing granite and while he did that his hand touched my tit. great. made me feel just great, it wasnt on purpose he wouldnt even try.. well he did say consent didnt matter today if it was me. he was obvi joking but considering he tried to sa someone before and this day a year ago, "mango" his friend and apples friend sent diorite a voice message saying apricot said he was gonna do a thing to her. idk im sorry i feel uncomfortable typing out the word rape. but yeah thats what he said apparently. doesnt make it better he could walk to her house and he knows where that is. but unfortunately it is what it is no matter how cruel it can be.

anyways, after cspe i fucking raced through the classroom to get to another because it had a door to the outside which was closer to the door to the other outside door to get to or religion classroom, we had a proper sound sub, she was rly nice and i thought she was a bitch because of her hairstyle but she really wasnt, AND I GOT MY FAVOURITE SEAT!!!! mission acomplished, my friend was happy bc i always run to get good seats and i actually did unlike last time where some people were unfortunately quicker.

idk if i mentioned this but i learned about shifting maybe early 2021 and it didnt really go anywhere, id tell you where i have planned out for me to go but it would be embarassing, i have one for the embarassing one and one for a library, filled with extensive knowledge and characters from shows i watch. anyways my body felt like it was floating last night, just like my first shifting attempt nearly 2 years ago now, i nearly did it but i chickened out, opened my eyes and couldnt ever do it again or get those symptoms. when i woke up at 4 in the morning i was half stuck in a dream, and was trying to do my tasks to meet my goal, i dont even remember what my tasks or goal was.

i skimmed the entirety of sex education, it was my first time watching it, it was pretty good, i really liked ruby she was definitely my favourite i also really loved roman but cmon ruby, she was so good also aimee. i redownloaded farmville2 so its time to relive my farmer life whoop whoop. ill do another blog post later. anyways goodbye have a good morning, good day and good night

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sulky-cabbage · 6 months ago

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#idk if those were legitimate questions about worldbuilding you would want answers for. #but im gonna answer anyway. #like i see two options. #either sukuna is building some like idk his own kingdom in which case sorcerers are probably not far from him trying to win the favour or a tyrant with some strugglers outside or he’s killing everyone equally lol. #either way i feel like whatever pressure sukuna is putting on satoru being reborn does not hold a candle to just how desperate gojo clan is for him to get reborn and just how wildly they are teaching and protecting him.

They were legitimate questions that I wasn't really expecting you to answer, but you did answer anyway because you're the GOAT🙌🏻

I suck at world building that's why you don't see me writing a fic lol

And oh don't worry I Love your ideas and reading them is the closest thing I'll have to actually reading a fic about this.

So yeah I'm just posting this for fun I'm not claiming this. this isn't my au this is our au now🤝🏻

In fact....

If someone reading this feels inspired to write a fic, PLEASE DO IT.

The day I log into ao3 and discover a fic featuring this au will be my happiest day.

SO PLEASE DO NOT HESITATE!!

Back to what you were saying..

I like the idea of Sukuna building his own kingdom because THAT'S HOT.

I can see him leaving some sorcerers alive, Although it would be difficult to win his approval and they would have to tread carefully whenever they speak to him, otherwise they could end up slain before they know it. (The option that makes him seem Competent & holding himself together)

I also like the notion of him killing everyone equally, with no real purpose other than to wait for Satoru so he can die at his hands. He really got nothing else going on What a loser, lmaoo (The option that makes him more of a pathetic simp)

#like i woulld think he’s hidden so deeplt its insane. #would be funny to see sukuna raiding the whole continent whkle looking for him hehe. #lmao imagime satoru just trying to run away cause hes sick and tired of his clan and sukuna finds him only because of that. #and yeah queue training. #sukuna is going nuts THIS IS SATORU.

Sukuna raiding the whole continent searching for Satoru as the Gojo clan does their utmost to hide him is such a great picture OMG!!! you know what? scratch my original idea of Sukuna making a deal with the Gojo clan I like THIS ONE MUCH BETTER, it's so much more dramatic, and Sukuna seems more pitiful this is exactly what I like 😭😭

Angsty teenager Satoru running away omg yesssss and that leads to Sukuna finding him yesssssss THIS IS SO MUCH MORE CLIMACTIC than my idea of the Gojo clan just sending him to Sukuna, it's perfect for this pivotal reunion ughhhh

And Sukuna's like: "hello little sorcerer" With the widest most diabolical smile on his face.

And Satoru senses his strong Malevolent cursed energy or soul or wtv and he's like I'm fucked...

maybe they even have a little battle because Satoru refuses to go with him at first and Sukuna's freaking tf out internally cuz he's fighting GOJO SATORU RIGHT NOW!!

But Satoru will lose of course and he's like WOAH he's so strong!! I'm supposed to beat that????? And he got out alive??? Sukuna didn't kill him???

#and satoru is sitting there like huh. everyone said he’s blidthirsty and he didnt even kill me huh.

Ooooh this is turning into the beauty and the beast au (we need that au too btw where are the fics???)

#and then sukuna starts talking about part satoru and this boy is like NOT YOU TOO. #oh the torture or being compared to someone else by literally everyone in your life aa.

OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭

#sorry im going to far sorry. #love your idea so muchhh

No no no no go even further pookie 😭

*Sending you hugs*

I don't socialize here often but it's been fun talking with you about this

You know what? I'm gonna go read your fics right now😚

AU: Where Sukuna Wins

Part 2

Part 1 here

This au makes me go crazy I had to make a part 2

Especially after reading your tags @fortunatelyenchantingtaco

I couldn't write this post until now cuz I was kinda busy but OH MY GOD

Yessssss you get it

I'm having trouble imagining what would Sukuna be thinking after all those centuries though...

Would he realize that he's in love and that he got it bad?

Or would he deny it and make excuses?

(both options are sooo good but I prefer the latter, since he's a curse and all that... he's constantly cursing himself; this man is doomed, he can't have nice things. his worst enemy is himself)

I also wonder what would the people make of this. Like, why is Sukuna protecting babies with blue eyes when doing so would surely lead to his demise??? They must find that strange. They must believe he is suicidal or that he is looking for a worthy opponent (they are not that far off), or that he is incredibly arrogant and believes he can defy fate and crush their hopes by killing their symbol of hope.

And yes, imagine Satoru hearing all of that... his perception of Sukuna will undoubtedly be influenced by hearing all of that while growing up.

And I wonder what Uraume has to say about this... They must think that Sukuna lost his mind due to boredom, they gotta be a little worried...

God, oh god Imagine the day of Satoru's rebirth. (Make it nighttime for a more dramatic effect.)

As Sukuna gets ready for bed, he senses the shift in the universe, and then Uraume sees Sukuna bolt out of the window and sprint frantically in the direction of the closest village. He burns it to the ground while laughing maniacally. (end of ep 1 style)

(Bonus points if he shouts some dramatic, unintentionally romantic shit with the fire burning all around him, as we hear the screams of the villagers)

He was feeling ECSTATIC.

It's like he's the one being reborn

He hasn't felt this way in centuries...

His last memory of experiencing anything remotely similar was from a few centuries ago when he was ravishing a village and he heard a villager shout at him about a powerful person with blue eyes that shall be born soon to free humanity from his curse.

That had surprised him...

After all, Gojo Satoru had been forgotten for hundreds of years. All those who knew him were already dead. It was only he who was preserving Satoru's memory.

You can only imagine his astonishment upon hearing a random peasant bring up gojo Satoru after hundreds of years.

He abruptly stopped what he was doing, approached the man, and inquired as to how exactly he had learned about this. The man, who was obviously terrified, informed him that he wasn't meant to tell. Sukuna answered that if he tells him, he will spare his life and the lives of his family; if not, he will kill him and the rest of the villagers.

The man informed him that it is a prophecy that the elder shamans at Jujutsu High had predicted. He said that it was meant to be kept a secret because they were worried about what Sukuna would do if he found out, but somehow this information got leaked (probably because people are desperate and needed some solace), and now this villager blew everything out of frustration and anger.

Sukuna was in a VERY pleasant mood after that so he just left him alive and left the village alone.

He may or may not have gone to Shinjuku after that

The prophecy became even more widespread, he began to hear about it more frequently, and it lifted his mood every. single. time.

He gets even more excited as the decades pass by, Now that there are mentions of Gojo Satoru around him (even if he isn't mentioned by name), he feels as if Gojo Satoru is actually alive.

Gojo Satoru isn't just a memory anymore.

He's a prophecy

He's a threat

He poses a danger

He's a promise

He's an assurance.

From the cosmos itself.

A universe-given gift to him.

This promise is what makes his days worthwhile. He now has something to anticipate.

So yeah back to present time..

Sukuna just felt the shift in the universe and just finished destroying some village, including blue-eyed babies, he doesn't need to spare them anymore..lol

And now...

he's at a loss about what to do.

Should he go and find the whereabouts of Gojo Satoru to train him? (calm down, Sukuna, he's still a baby omg) Or Should he leave it to fate and wait for Gojo Satoru to come for his head?

And How long would that take?

He begins to wonder if the prophecy got influenced by the people's desire for salvation. Perhaps the original prophecy was about someone who would be comparable to him and cause him problems in battle, and people simply took it and ran with it, believing it to mean he would be overthrown...

Surely, it is quite a rare enough occurrence for someone to match his strength, so much so that it warrants a prophecy.

After all, Gojo Satoru lost to him last time, Why should this time be any different?

(He will not get his hopes up)

In the end, Sukuna is and always will be the strongest. Satoru would need to receive training directly from Sukuna in order to have any chance of surpassing him.

So yes... he will train Gojo Satoru to make sure he becomes the strongest version of himself...

(yeah that's the only reason... And definitely not because he missed him and wanted to see him right now even if he was still a freaking baby)

(Sukuna bringing Satoru to his house is also very Pharoah-ish)

But there would be a little problem...

If Satoru lived with Sukuna he wouldn't experience loneliness nor would he know the depth of people's suffering.

Sooo yeah... I kind of want them to not meet that often, because I want Satoru to live amongst regular people, and feel the depth of their suffering (and witness the precise harm that Sukuna is causing to everyone), while also feeling lonely and different from regular people.

So maybe the night that Sukuna goes to snatch baby Satoru, he ends up making some kind of deal with the Gojo clan regarding Satoru...

he agrees to let Satoru live with them and and in return they will name him Satoru (omg) and teach him the clan's secret techniques to make him stronger, and send him to Sukuna from time to time after he becomes an adult to train with him and see if he's ready for the fated battle...

Imagine Uraume's reaction upon learning that "Sukuna-sama" is actually instructing the strongest human sorcerer how to murder him 😔

Now What if Sukuna handles Satoru a little more cautiously during training? And attempts to teach him ways to avoid the world cutting slash...

He vows to himself that he will not use the world cutting slash against Gojo Satoru, he has to find another way to defeat him.

If he killed him in the same manner, it would be boring (yeah, that's definitely the reason; it has nothing to do with the trauma of missing Satoru for centuries and being so bored that it could drive a man insane. Yup, nothing to do with it AT ALL... even if It has gotten so bad to the point of making him completely unable to kill Satoru again. He suspects his brain will NOT allow his body to move and do it. But all will be more clear during the real battle so he just doesn't give it much thought)

And Satoru...

oh dear..

Imagine living your life with everyone expecting you to defeat the king of curses that has been looming over Japan for centuries, and he's also expecting you to defeat him and is training you himself????? Like??? Helloooo???

And the insane elders of his clan are clearly only using him for power; everyone keeps calling him Satoru Satoru, they keep saying he's this Satoru guy, they EVEN NAMED HIM SATORU??? (he's Unaware that it was Sukuna's request).

And he would definitely deny being Satoru due to his rebellious nature T-T

But they keep telling him that when he grows older, he will unlock limitless, have purple, and so on...

So as he gets older and everything unfolds exactly as they predicted, he begins to doubt himself...

And if his "Satoru" identity is the only reason he has this much power; This elevates the question: "are you the strongest because you're Gojo Satoru, or are you Gojo Satoru because you're the strongest" to a whole new level 😭😭

(It seems that he will experience an identity crisis in every universe, huh?)

Given that Satoru would be quite young and undoubtedly beneath Sukuna in skill, it would be only natural for him to look up to Sukuna, who would essentially be his teacher, teaching him how to kill him. Which would leave Satoru bewildered as hell.

And After training with him for years Satoru starts to sympathize with Sukuna and feel like he's the only one that understands him, (his savior complex begins to take hold)

and Satoru's like: uh oh am I falling for the king of curses??? I've been training all this time to kill him, I don't want to fail everyone... (This man will never be free)

So he's torn between saving humanity or saving this curse (by reaching to him and teaching him love and oh boy here we go again history is repeating itself)

So he tries to reach Sukuna in his own way, and Sukuna clocks him right away😭😭

(And he's like you really haven't changed... Albeit he seems pretty pleased about it)

And then he starts monologing about how worthless love is, etc. ect. (He doesn't sound as convinced as before🤭)

Bonus points if we have Uraume in the back staring at the camera like in the office.

So Satoru figures out that Sukuna is too far gone and can not be fixed, but he will continue trying to reach him anyway. (There will be some cracks in Sukuna's walls but he's stubborn as hell)

Nevertheless, he's made up his mind to kill him if necessary. However, he made the decision that he will die along with him. (the prophecy would come true after all; it's fate; there's no avoiding it; Sukuna will die.)

And he doesn't want to remain alone after Sukuna dies.

Now would Satoru inform Sukuna about this plan of his?

Probably not, I want them to have communication issues because it's more fun that way🤭

I'm at a loss for what words they would say to each other before they die...

Especially when Sukuna realizes that Satoru is gonna die with him💔

My mind simply goes blank...

#jjk #sukugo #my post #hashtag wish i could write

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flowerisevil · 2 years ago

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Lilac Eyes| Daemon Targaryen x FemOC Targaryen

summary: he was hers but was she his?

a/n: im not very proud of this work but I'm too lazy to redo this so... tada btw expect for grammatical errors ahead.

As soon as she heard the arrival of her older sister, Vierra was immediately flying in the halls to the throne room and when she opened the door she hugged her sister.

"I've missed you!" Rhaenyra told her while hugging her back.

Viserys watched both of his girls reunite while smiling, Aemma would love this scenery he thought. His daughters are one of the most important things in his life, they're his life, his reason to live.

"How's the tour?" Vierra raised a question.

"Bad" she plainly said and they both laughed, her little sister leaned close to her ear and whisper" "They're men, of course, it's bad" she chuckled, and both intertwined and walked together.

Everybody welcomed her sister and asked question, Vierra excused herself told them she has something to do but the truth is she just doesn't want to be engage in a conversation about her or her sister.

While walking back to her room, she bumped into someone and fell into the ground because of the strong force.

"Princess, I'm sorry" she looked up to see one of the men who have asked for her hand in courtship, Harwin Strong or Breakbones.

"Ser Harwin" she called and fixed her dress as she stood up. "Apology granted but may I ask why are you pacing? " she added.

"I wasn't princess" the bearded man chuckled and followed her while she walked.

She opened her door and invite him in, Harwin and Vierra have grown close to each other, and sometimes would flirt around, Harwin was a close friend to her, he showed her the world that her father hid her from and he treated her with a huge amount of respect.

"You're working on a new art?" Harwin asked while scanning her room full with her paintings.

"No but I have an idea in my mind, I want to paint a person, like the person is posing in front of you and you just paint them" Vierra explained, as she collect to clean her brushes.

"Well I can volunteer" Harwin leaned his sides at the wall beside Vierra.

"I'm planning to paint a naked person, are you still gonna volunteer?" Vierra teased and looked in his eyes, he chuckled before answering.

"Sure why not? I have nothing to be ashamed of my body" Vierra rolled her eyes playfully and sat down in front of the canvas.

"By the way have you heard? Daemon is finally back" Harwin revealed while reading one of her collected books, Vierra's hands stopped on what their doing and immidietly ran outside her room.

Harwin called her name but she didn't looked back and keeps on running when she arrived inside the room everyone's eyes was on her but she just looked at the person she was looking for, him.

"Princess-"

Daemon was cut off when she jumped to him and hugged him tightly, god she missed his scent so much.

"My girl... " Daemon whispered to her carefully for her father not to hear but this still make her smile.

He missed her so much all those years he spend in Stepstones was a nightmare, being away from her is a nightmare, not having her around is a nightmare, the thought of her face and welcoming smile is what keeps him to defeat the Triarchy.

"Seems you're niece really missed you, I never saw her that happy since you came back" Viserys stated and walked between them.

"Welcome back brother" Viserys said and hugged him

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Night came, Vierra was still working on her art when a knocked interrupted her she let out a sigh to whoever is interrupting her, she opened the door and saw Harwin smiling while holding something in his hands.

"A package for you princess" Harwin teased and hand her a paper bag with a parchment on it.

"From who?" She asked but her friend only shrugged and leave. She watched his back as he walked away she frowned before opening the bag it has some common boy clothes in it, she opened the parchment something was written there.

"I will be happy if you accompany me on my sightseeing in the city" is what was written.

Vierra didn't have to guess where the letter came from knowing that it's from her uncle she flipped the parchment and behind it was a draw map of secret passages way in the castle, she changed her clothes and tied her hair before hiding it beneath the hood.

She followed what's on the map and when she opened a secret door it revealed the outside of the Keep, she smiled when the cold air hit her skin and enjoyed the beautiful view of lights from the city, she was so amazed by the scene and didn't notice the way her uncle watched her.

Her smile and the city night lights reflecting in her lilac eyes, she's such a goddess the prince thought, Daemon went to her and snake his arm around her waist causing a small yelp to the princess.

"Let's go?" Daemon asked and she just nod as they explore the city.

Vierra's smile reached her eyes while watching a romance play at the city, she laugh and giggle while watching the performer she looked around and saw Daemon watching too, she looked at him and a smile formed in her face, he looked back at her and smile back, he held his hand as they leave the place. She was confused where he was taking her the path became darker and more quiet, they entered and alley and walked downstairs Vierra panicked when her uncle removed her hood, he gave her an assuring smile as he took off his hood too and together they entered a building.

A not familiar scent filled her nose, her eyes widened when she realized where they are, she have heard a lot about this place this is where people can be whoever they want, have what they need, get what their body desire.

"Uncle" she called him but he didn't answer and continue leading their way and they stopped and entered in a private room, just the both of them.

"Can't have anyone seeing you the way I do" he whispered and leaned his forehead to hers.

"Those people you saw they're having fun that's what we call-"

"Fucking" Vierra finished and sweetly smile making Daemon chuckled.

"Yes, marriage is a big duty but that doesn't stop us from having what we want, fucking whoever we want" he added his hands began to roam behind her and gave her neck a simple peck and bit her earlobe.

'You are breathtaking" he seductively whispered, he slowly guide her against the wall and grabbed her right thigh to wrap around his torso.

Vierra bit her lip trying to contain her moan while her uncle was slowly rubbing his hips to her clothed cunt, she felt that something inside her was building like it's about to explode, she pulled his face and crashed her lips to him she fought with his tongue until he harshly grabbed her thigh making her gasped in his mouth, Daemon took it as an opportunity to enter his tongue into her exploring every inch of her. His lips traveled from her lips down to her chest and starts to untie the lace of her dress and corset.

"Fuck, why you have to wear a lot of clothes?" Daemon complained when he finally succeeded she pulled it over her head exposing her breast, Daemon stepped back admiring the view in front of him, his niece naked and panting in front of him, cheeks flushed; mouth opened and eyes awake.

"What a fucking sight" he said as they both connected their lips and savour the night.

Daemon was carrying her tired body back to her chamber the poor girl was exhausted from what they did earlier leaving her without energy, he slowly lay her down the mattress and tuck them both under her covers.

He was just staring at her, admiring her face features the gods really took their time making this woman beside him, he realized he can't stay here too long if his brother find out about this he's sure that he will have to go back to the Vale again.

He looked for a parchment in her table and wrote a small letter for her

"see you later darling, hope you had a good sleep"

he get up and jumped out of the princess window but when he was peacefully making his way to his chamber four knights grabbed him.

"The fuck is the meaning of this?" he tried to fight but Lord Westerling forced him to kneel on the ground because of the alcohol that's still in his nerves he was still a bit dizzy so he can't fight.

"The King requested for your audience my prince" The Commander said.

They dragged him through the halls until they reached the huge doors of throne room, he hissed when the knights just throw him at the floor and closed the doors, he felt like he's gonna throw up from all the ale he drink last night good thing he didn't let the princess drink them.

He groaned in pain why does his hangover always hit at the baddest time?

"Daemon" he heard the King and his brother called but he didn't look up.

"Won't you even deny it?" Viserys added.

"I need to know the charge before I attempt to discredit it" he can only answer, he knew what his brother meant but he wouldn't let him know it not if it means Vierra will be away from him.

"You defiled her, you selfish asshole!" the King shouts and kicked his arm making him groaned again. "Still, you say nothing" Viserys added, he was fuming mad of all people his brother chose to play with his daughter.

"Why does it matter, brother?" he said drunkly his voice almost sounded hoarse. "When we were her age we fucked our ways through most of the brothels" he continued.

Viserys sarcastically smiled down at him "We were young men, she is just a girl, my daughter! your niece!" he shouted reminding him and kicked his lying body again.

"Better her first experience to me than some other whores" Daemon chuckled earning a punch from the King and grabbed his collar pressing him down the floor.

"You have her ruined! What lord will wed her now?! In this condition?" Viserys bang his head on the ground, he shut his eyes closed when he felt the pain at his head.

"You have no mercy! she's my daughter she's not like the other girls you can play with! How can you do this to her? she is innocent Daemon" Viserys voice broke he knew how and what Daemon do with his women and there's no way his daughter will be one of them, not her daughter that brings nothing but joy and pride to their family not her daughter that is too pure and kind, not her daughter that the only reminder Aemma left him.

"Wed her to me" Daemon said softly "Vierra...."

"Give her to me to take wife" he added, he was being serious no sign of mischief, lie or sarcasm it was nothing but seriousness. He wants to marry her, marry her to the tradition of their house, infront of the gods.

"Let me marry her brother" he begged.

"You are already wed" Viserys spat his grip to him became tighter, he wants to kill him, have his head on a spike but it wouldn't give him any satisfication.

"Annuled me to Rhea then" he gave him an idea and stood up, Daemon held both side of his brothers head "Then I will marry Vierra" Daemon added his brother pushed him back to the ground and puched him again.

"You're crazy! what? you're gonna use my daughter to be away from your wife? let me tell you Daemon. You will never have Vierra wrapped around you!" he yells and stood up walking away from him.

"You will go back to Vale and never return again, stay away from my daughter if you still want me to see you as a brother, a family" The king said and leave him there.

He just stared at the ceiling, zoning out and still thinking of the idea being wed to Vierra, her in a their traditional wedding gown, them vowing to each other and people seeing them as they both get wed infront of the gods and dragons.

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Vierra was confused when she woke up on her bed, she's swearing nothing but her uncle's long shirt that reached her knees, she smiled when she smell the familiar scent of the prince in his shirt.

She stood up and took a bath after cleaning herself she noticed a small parchment taped at her table and smile while reading it. While walking at the halls Ser Criston Cole walked up to her.

"Princess the King wants to see you in the meeting room" Vierra frowned it's noon why would her father wants to see her for?

She entered the room her yellow dress following each step she takes, she flinched when the door behind her loudly shut closed, she turned around and saw the King entering an unknown expression plastered in his face.

"What have you done?" his father blurted, she knew her father will know this eventually his Hand, Otto Hightower has a lot of spies wandering around the City.

"Father let me expla-"

"You ruined yourself!" Viserys interrupt her, Vierra is not scared of a lot of things but her father getting mad is not one of them. Viserys loved her so much, gave her everything she wants and she needs, he never forced her to do anything but now she pushed him to his limits.

"You know him Vierra, you're a smart girl how could you let this happen? he's married! do you intend to make yourself a whore?! his mistress!?" Viserys added, Vierra kneeled in front of him tears flowing to her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry father" her voice was trembling she realized how foolish her relationship with her uncle, the King was right after all he was a married man.

"I love him...." she whispered, her father held her arms he bent his knee to meet her.

"He doesn't love you Vierra for fuck sake he was fooling you, wrapping you around his fingers he's using you to get away with her wife, he's using you to get closer to the throne after all you're next in line to Rhaenyra my child" The King hoped his words sink in his child mind.

Vierra looked at her father, her lips pursed in a thin line. Daemon would never do that to her? wouldn't he? No, she knew he loves her.

"I am only protecting you Vierra, you're my daughter you're mother would do the same if she was alive now"

"Father he's a great man, I swear" Vierra cried out, Viserys looked at her with nothing but disappointment.

"I can't believe of what kind of woman my brother had turned you" he said but she didn't care and kneel to her father, she was desperate now.

"Please father" she begged again

"If you choose him, I will disown you and strip your title out of you" he warned her and left her in the room.

She cried there and hugged her knees, she felt pair of arms wrapping around her she looked up to see Harwin's concerned eyes.

"Let's get you to your room" he half smiled and guide her to back to her chambers.

As soon as they arrived Vierra told everything to him and Harwin just listened to the princess rant, he felt sad for her getting trapped between her lover and family is a hard thing.

"If I continue my relationship with him he will strip off my title and disown me" She stated the tears wouldn't stop escaping in her ears, her chest is tightening now from all of her cries.

"What's your plan then?" Harwin asked, he roamed around her room and saw a small cloth he throw it at her gesturing her to wipe the waters in her eyes, she effortlessly catched it and do what he says before she fold it and placed it beside her.

"I'll run away with him, I don't care about my titles I'm no heir after all" she reasoned, Harwin narrowed his eyes to her, how can she give up everything she have for him?

"Do you think he will do the same for you?" Vierra stiffened on what her friend said, and there she thought? would he? Daemon is all except not being ambitious he wouldn't settle for a life that's powerless atleast that's what she knew

"Daemon is an ambitious man Vierra and you know it, having no title is the last thing he would want I'm not telling this to you because I don't want you to run away, I want you to be happy if course but do you think you will be happy with him"

"Yes, I am and I will be happy with him. I will meet with him after dinner and run away" she said and opened her closet starting to take her clothes.

"I heard he had left to go back at the Vale back to her wife" Harwin declared.

Vierra want to take her ear off her she just wants nothing but silence a peace why does the gods has to be cruel with her?

"That's not true he wouldn't leave me here"

"It's the King's order Vierra, come on you're better than this! the Vierra I know wants to be powerful not bend her will for a man" Harwin voice arise but his face remained calm.

"I thought you wanted to prove everyone that you're better and meant to rule then why are you running away now?"

Vierra sighs her arms felt numbed as it dropped on her sides as much as she hates to admit it, they're all right. She wasn't like this before; she would never settle for a man who's having second thoughts standing up for her.

"What should I do?" her voice sounds so weak, she felt Harwin's carefully guiding her back to her bed.

"Do what you think is right" he said to her and smile.

What is the right thing to do then? run away with him? kill him? stay in the keep? give up her titles? what?

She shrugged before grabbing her hood and leave the Keep she can hear Harwin's voice calling her when she didn't looked back he heard him yell a goodluck together with a chuckled from a big knight.

She wasn't gonna do anything she's just going to clear her mind with that she whistled loudly minutes after she heard her dragons growling from afar it landed in front of her.

"Good boy" she patted her dragon's skull and caress it, Vertix her dragon growl softly, she rode him and went to her destination.

In the field of tulips at the top of the mountain is what where she wanted to be so she go there, Vertix slowly put her down.

The fragrance of the tulips reached her nose, the wind hitting her skin and making her dress flow with it, she just walked there she's thinking what will happen to her now that her uncle is gone again.

She grew tired and decided to sat on the grass she picked one tulips and put it on the pocket of her dress.

"The gods must really love me for bringing you here" she instantly turned around to see where the voice came from, she stood up and whistled to call her dragon.

"I think we should talk before you leave" Daemon said he tried to step closer to her but the princess step back.

"There is nothing to talk about" she gulped and looked away "uncle" she added, she tried to walk away from him but he blocked her way and held both of her hand.

"Let's talk please, I want you to know that I didn't want any of this" he clarified

"I'm coming back for you I promise and when I come back I'll ask for your hand in marriage" Daemon was holding both the sides of her face looking into her lilac eyes, her beautiful eyes, the eyes that made him fall for her.

"My father already forbid us, this. this is forbidden now. so I wouldn't have to wait for you anymore" Daemon grip on her waist now became tighter, not want to let her go.

"Please Daemon this is wrong" Vierra whispered tears escaping in her eyes.

"No... no please don't leave me, my love" his voice finally broke, he hugged her tight while slowly kneeling in front of her.

"No, stop thi- uncle no" she stopped him from kneeling but Daemon still continued.

"Vierra please..."

"You're fucking married! This is wrong! I have no intention of being one of your whores!" she exclaimed, she didn't want to think of it that the fact that he's still a married man and he was his mistress.

"You are not a whore Vierra"

"Are you sure? because I think that's how my father saw me! a fucking whore, Daemon I love you but we have to stop this" she leaned her head to his chest.

"I am not yours Daemon I never was..." Daemon felt his heart dropped, he always thought that they're for each other both misunderstood dragons that find comfort to each other.

"But I'm yours Vierra I am all yours"

"You have a wife and she own you not me" she pulled back away from him when they heard Vetrix loud growl from afar.

"The next time we meet again I promise we will be happy" Daemon said while she's walking away from him then she looked back her lilac eyes covered with tears.

"That's if we can still be happy, til our next meet kepus" she smiled and mount Vetrix.

For the last time he watched her eyes connect with him, her Lilac eyes are now full of blues.

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